#like yes they're both insanely stupid at times.. but they look cute while doing it so who cares

[rinasred]

dumbasses in love.. but like literally <3

[zipperrants]

What I think Andrew (aka Hozier) will be like in my dr as incorrect quotes

Andrew: Zipper and I are no longer friends. Zipper: ANDREW THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

Zipper: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Andrew: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Zipper: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Andrew: Is it working?

Zipper: My hands are cold. Andrew: Here, let me hold them. Zipper: My lips are cold too. Andrew: *covers Zipper's mouth with their hand*

Zipper: I'm trash. Andrew: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you? Zipper: Zipper: You smooth motherfucker. Zipper: And yes it does.

Andrew: Are you trying to seduce me? Zipper: Why, are you seducible?

Zipper: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Andrew: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

Zipper: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Andrew: Wow. They sound stupid. Zipper: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Andrew: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Zipper: I guess you’re right. Hey Andrew, I love you. Andrew: See! Just say that! Zipper: Holy fucking shit. Andrew: If that flies over their head then, sorry Zipper, but they're too dumb for you. Zipper: Andrew.

Andrew: Is something burning? Zipper, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. Andrew: Zipper, the toaster is literally on fire.

Zipper: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. Andrew: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both

Zipper: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart. Andrew: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

Zipper: When I was young, I left a trail of broken hearts like a rockstar. I'm not proud of it. Andrew: You're kind of proud of it. You work it into a lot of conversations.

Zipper: Relationships should be 50/50. Andrew cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Zipper: You got a date yet Andrew? Andrew: No... Zipper: Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

Zipper: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you. Andrew: That's great, Zipper. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

Zipper: The stars are so beautiful... Andrew: They're just giant balls of gas. Zipper: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Andrew: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Zipper: Oh...

Zipper: Pros and cons of dating me. Zipper: Pros. You'll be the cute one. Zipper: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

Andrew: *Laughs* Babe, you had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing— Zipper: We’re married.

Andrew: I fell— Zipper: From heaven? Andrew: No, I literally fell— Zipper: In love with me the moment you saw me? Andrew: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Zipper: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

Andrew: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash. Zipper: Oh. We're going out? Andrew: Wh...

Zipper: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Andrew: I wrote you a poem. Zipper, already crying:You did?

Zipper: We should be partners. Andrew: You mean like, partners in crime? Zipper: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

Zipper: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Andrew: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Zipper: ... Zipper: You mean ring bearER, right? Andrew: ... Zipper: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

@shift-dreamr

[thepaintedlady00]

Oneshot: Dream & Whitelighter Reader

Part 4: Hello... uh... Kids?

Another epic request from @panic100 for our Whitelighter reader and Dream Lord pairing 🥰 They're so cute!

Dream walked the quiet halls of his palace, deep feelings of lingering sorrow swirling in each step he took. Rain poured down outside, lightly beating against the windows and filling the silence with light taps. It had been a week since he and the Whitelighter had seen one another. A week since she had suggested they spend some time apart. 

She loved him. He knew she did, but between the two of them trouble seemed unavoidable and she had the Fisher witches room look after. Still, knowing her reasonings hadn't lessened the pain he felt with her absence. When he entered the throne room he nearly collapsed at the sight of her standing looking up at his throne. "Whitelighter, I thought you were planning on staying away for a time."

She turned, revealing herself to be not his Whitelighter. The girl was younger with a different but similar face, but it was her eyes that gave away who she was. She smiled. "Hey… Dad. It's good to see you."

*

The girls had gone off on their own, leaving me in the quiet house by myself. Usually I'd welcome the peacefulness that an empty house brought me, but this time I longed for the insanity of my girls. Anything was better than sitting here, reliving the pain of letting Dream go. I hadn't ended it, couldn't end it, a week ago when I'd suggested this stupid break… And truthfully I was torn between cursing myself for not doing it then and wishful thinking I could take it all back.

I took the garbage to the curb, waving at the neighbors before reentering the house and nearly slamming into Dreams' tall, black clad figure. "Dream… I thought you were staying in The Dreaming for a while. Did something happen?"

He turned, revealing a younger face and familiar eyes… My eyes. The boy smiled, wide and full, so unlike Dreams would have been. "Hello, mother."

*

Dream watched this girl… His daughter as she wandered around the palace, judging things that were supposedly different from her time. This was impossible… No, it was perfectly within the realm of belief, but this was impossible. "How did you get here?"

"Magic, obviously." She said sarcastically. "Demos was supposed to be here too, but it looks like we got split up."

"Demos?" He asked quietly.

She looked back at him and nodded. "My big brother. Your son."

A son. He had another son. It was both painful and wonderful, this knowledge. "Demos," he whispered. "And what is your name?"

The girl's smile widened, she was so much like his Whitelighter. "Alessia. You and mom sure do like Greek names."

"Your mother…" 

She said her name softly, reverently, and it solidified her claim. None knew the Whitelighters true name, none but those she trusted most and, it would seem, their children. "She hates when we call her Whitelighter. Says it makes her feel like she's on duty."

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"Uncle Destiny sent us. Said some vague mumbo jumbo about the two of you needing proof or something." She shrugged. "I didn't really listen that closely, but he said Mom could send us back."

Dream nodded. "She's quite skilled in this area of magic. It should be simple for her to fix. Come, we will go to her."

"In a bit! I want to see what's different!" Alessia hurried down the halls toward the library before he could stop her. Yes, she was quite like her mother.

*

"Mother?" The boy said again. "Are you alright? Do you need to sit down?"

I nodded, finally remembering to breathe. "Yeah… Sitting down would be great."

He helped me to the couch, his cold hands leaving me quickly towards the kitchen where he grabbed a glass of water and returned to my side. The boy stood awkwardly beside me, looking around with curious eyes. "I did not intend to find you like this. We were supposed to remain together, at least that's what I thought."

"We?" I nearly choked on my water.

"Yes, me and Alessia." His face shifted to remembrance. "I forget you're not my version of you. Alessia is my younger sister. Your daughter."

A daughter. A son and a daughter… It was insane. "And Dream… He's…"

"Dream of the Endless is our father, yes. You husband too, where I'm from."

"Oh." It was relieving to hear, and yet it only made my stomach twist. I'd caused all this unnecessary hurt to both me and Dream. "And is that why you're here? To help me see what's to come?"

He shrugged. "Perhaps. Destiny didn't disclose much, he just told us we needed to come back to convince you two of the possibilities ahead."

The longer I looked at him, the more certain I was that this was my son, mine and Dreams. "Do I get to know your name?"

"Demos." He smiled and set his hand on mine. "It's good to see you, mother."

"Have we not seen one another in a while, where you're from?"

"We have, but it's different seeing you like this. I'm so used to seeing you in fine clothes with your crown and advice on the tip of your tongue… A scolding if it's Alessia."

I laughed. "I can't imagine all that."

Demos nodded and chuckled. "You will one day."

"I guess it's time to go find your sister and get you two home, huh?"

"Yes."

"Any idea where we'll find her?"

"Only one."

*

Dream and Alessia had toured nearly the whole of The Dreaming and quite truthfully he could listen to her talk forever. She spoke so warmly that he found himself drawn to everything she said. When they neared the bridge to the palace he saw the Whitelighter waiting with a tall boy beside her. His son. Alessia breathed out softly. "Mom."

"You must be Alessia," the Whitelighter said with a joyful grin. "This is a little weird, isn't it?"

She shook her head. "Not for me. I'm used to seeing you. You're fancier then though."

"So I've been told."

Dream found himself unable to move, to speak as he stood looking at his son. He looked like Orpheus, all but his eyes. Those belonged to his mother. Demos smiled at him. "Father."

At last he was able to reach forward, to hold a hand to his son's face. "Demos… My son."

The boy nodded, "I'm sorry for dropping in so unexpectedly."

"We couldn't exactly call though," Alessia said with a smirk. "But I guess the fun is over, isn't it?"

"Yes," his Whitelighter said. "We need to get you back before you start causing trouble."

"It was good hanging out with you Dad," the girl said. "We'll do it again sometime."

Dream watched the Whitelighter perform the spell, enchanted as he always was when he saw her use magic. "A time for everything, and to everything its place return what has been moved through time and space."

They stood on the bridge side by side after their children returned to their rightful places. "So… Today was eye opening."

Dream chuckled. "Yes, it certainly was."

"I'm sorry…" She whispered. "For causing all this unnecessary trouble."

The Whitelighter smiled. "Challenges it seems we manage to make it through."

"No," he said. "You only did what you thought best for you and your wards. I could never hold it against you. A pairing like ours comes with challenges."

"I can think of little my Whitelighter cannot handle."

"And I can think of even less that my Dream isn't prepared for."

She turned, curling herself into his arms and pressing her soft lips to his. Everything was in its rightful place at last.

[compassionatereminders]

Hi Kat

There's no real reason for me to tell you about this other than the fact you're cool and I want to tell someone, so it might as well be someone with a hundred times the emotional intelligence I'll ever have: I have a partner now. And it's fucking terrifying.

Now, before you ask, it's not them I'm scared of. They're sweet and cute and way too smart and funny and... you get the picture. It's this whole deal. We only met recently, which doesn't make this any better, and I was staunchly convinced I was aromantic until we got to talking and they pointed out that I was being really flirty and I kind of got to the realisation that maybe I wanted to be. With them. And then they expressed interest too and now we're a thing and I'm both very happy and fucking terrified. This wasn't supposed to be possible. I am way too old to feel mf butterflies for the first time. I don't know what to do with myself and I am so scared that I'll do something that will make them realise how little I have to offer and make them want to break up with me. My mind is being pulled in about 70 different directions and the only constant is that I don't want to lose this and/or them. They make me feel safe. Which is fucking insane considering how little time we've known each other. And some small, horrible part of me thinks whenever I show some more of my bad qualities (I have many and my sense of humour is just one of them) that yes, this will be the breaking point and we can leave all this behind us. It's confusing.

Anyway, I'm glad to have told someone about this. I can't tell my family because they're also not cishet and I don't want to look this stupid in front of my friends because again, I should've been a decade past this. But she's very pretty and extremely nice and smart and soft and being around her is really easy if I don't think too hard about this being a relationship...

I hope you have a nice day!

- the biggest fool around these parts

Aww, congratulations on the relationship! It sounds like you're really good for each other, despite the anxiety, and I wish you all the best! And I encourage you to keep an open line of honest communication while you work through your emotional hang ups. I'm sure you partner will be happy to reassure you as needed! ❤️

[razputin-vodello-au-archive]

Anyone thinking it's time for another scary movie night? I nominate the Saw movies. XD

[Norma] I hope you don't suggest we'll submit Razputin to those ....quote-unquote 'movies'. He'll have nightmares for years to come.

[Frazie] (Giggles)

[Norma] What?

[Frazie] Oh, nothing. Just that you get insanely cute when you're getting into 'big-sister-mode' and get protective about Raz.

[Norma] (Grins) Oh? Well, maybe I-

[Lizzie] Guys, I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but there is a time and place for everything. Keep your flirting at a minimum.

[Frazie] (Laughs) Oh, you're one to talk!

[Norma] You and Millie are notoriously zealous in your flirting.

[Lizzie] Yeah ...but we're cuter.

[Frazie] Excuse me!? I'll let you know that-

[Norma] (Slaps her hand on Frazie's mouth) Can we go back to the question at hand?

[Lizzie] Hey, she started it. (Laughs as a gagged Frazie mumbled in a huffy manner) I'm always down for an evening filled with fright and cheesy movie slasher effects. (Pause) But I do agree that Raz will have to sit that one out.

[Norma] Certainly ...and Frazie maybe also.

[Frazie] (tears Norma's hand away from her mouth) EX-CUSE ME?

[Lizzie] (Leans back in couch) Ooh, time for a show.

[Norma] I'm sorry to say, but Razputin isn't the only Aquato who seems not to handle horror too well, Kitten. And those Saw movies are ...visceral. I'm just concerned they'll be a bit too much for you.

[Frazie] (genuinely angered) And whatever gave you that idea you can decide whether or not I can handle whatever movies, Norma?

[Norma] I'm ...I'm not trying too ... (groans) You know what, fine! Forget I said anything! Go watch a horror movie without me. Show me what a big girl you are!

[Frazie] I will!

[Norma] But don't come crawling to my room when you're having nightmares again!

[Frazie] Don't worry, I won't!

[Norma] Fine!

[Frazie] Fine!

(Both of them get off the couch with a frustrated huff and make their way to their respected rooms, slamming the doors behind them with malicious intent)

[Lizzie] (Slightly flabbergasted) ...dang ... (Pause) You can come out now, Poots.

[Raz] (Pops up from behind the couch, where he had been hiding for a while) Hi, I want to watch those movies.

[Lizzie] Not gonna happen, Poots. But I'll happily lend you some ...better suited horror movies.

[Raz] (Looks over to Norma's and Frazie's rooms) Uh, ...did they just break up with each other?

[Lizzie] (Chuckles) About something stupid like that? Nah, they'll be fine. (Amusedly hakes her head when she sees Raz's worried expression) Jeez, Raz, it's not like they never had a big fight before.

[Raz] Really?

[Lizzie] Of course.

[Raz] But they always seem so happy with each other....

[Lizzie] Razputin, couples fight from time to time, even Norma and Frazie. Remember me and Millie's big fight? She was this close to break up with me. And before you say anything, yes, it was my fault. But we talked things over, and still together to this day.

[Raz] ...I don't like it.

[Lizzie] And you think they're feeling happy about it? Let them simmer for a while, let things cool off. You'll see, they'll be making out fiercely on this very couch in no time.

[Raz] (Quickly tears his hands from the couch, like it's on fire) Great ...

[Lizzie] Hey, if it's not them, it's gonna be me and Millie. Come, let's see about hooking you up with some scary flicks. (Ruffles Razputin's hair)

[Raz] Not the hair!

[ihatebnha]

not same anon so srry to make this abt THEM too.. but imagine telling deku or shouto the same thing 😭😭

maybe for deku u just rlly enjoy teasing him bc ur SOOOO interested in him, u want him so bad and he looks so cute flustered but he seems too dense to realize it u like him but spoil alert he likes u too so imagine ur with him and he does such a simple BUT sexy thing like idk getting something off the top shelf n u can see his v line ur checking him out obvi so when he gets whtvr it is he's reaching for u just blurt out "i bet ur dick is so big and fat" and he literally short circuits. like he just freezes, meanwhile ur still staring at him. honestly you already know it's big bc u can see it when he wears sweatpants or when he wears his suit bc there's that part where it looks big in his crotch area. ya then he starts speaking gibberish yk like does n his face is so red, it makes u giggle which catches him off guard, n he turns even more red bc he likes u and ur giggle <3333 then idk maybe he tries to act suave and seduce u but u act "hard to get" but either way u both fuck n so does ur happy healthy relationship!! 🥳🥳

n with shouto, honestly idek how u bring it up, maybe u think u say it in ur head but u actually say it out loud but either way u say it and he hears it and u can see a blush on his cute cheeks n the he says "i don't know, i think it's average.. do you want to see?" AND UR LIKE HUH?????? BC THIS IS SHOUTO!!!! PRO HERO SHOUTO TODOROKI!!!! HE JUST ASKED IF U WANTED TO HIS HIS PP??????? now it's UR turn for ur face to heat up bc wth???? did he just say that????? this is real he's fr!! anyways shouto knows he's big, he's heard the pro's talk abt it when they're all in the locker room changing so he just acted "dense" so he can say that, but u both fuck and boom a happy healthy relationship is born yay!! 🥳🥳

also i literally wrote this at work um scratchs head.. lol

(in reference to this and this!)

OHHHHH MY GOD BESTIE, i’m literally. Literally. going to go insane over this..... why am i so obsessed? 

Like, Deku’s literally just makes me want to hit myself on the head because... being close enough with him to be very casual, but all the dirty nasty still makes him blush? PLEASEEE, probably everyone already thinks of you guys as a couple with how much you stay at each other’s houses, but every time it comes up, he’s just going beet red and trying to shake it off so as not to make things worse (he’s stupid though because that’s actually what you want)... 

BUT THEN THIS HAPPENS and it’s just. so hard to go back to normal knowing ... you really do think about him in that way? UGHHH GOD. And him trying to seduce you after is such a fucking mess because... you don’t want cool, try-hard izuku, you want accidentally sexy izuku. he’s gonna have a big dick either way so as,dflkajsdk !!! 

and his sensors just go insnae trying to figure out how you feel about him until finally, FINALLY, the dam breaks and everything comes out.

And then with Todoroki??? 

Like obvs size is something he’s never really thought abt or considered, but to suddenly be told it’s something YOU’RE interested in? That you like him... IN GENERAL? oh absolutely he’s going to exploit that (in his todoroki way) cuz he’s been interested in you for a while now, too, and just didn’t know how to initiate anything. 

BUT NOW YOU DID and jdjfkasdjljk he can finally act upon his feelings knowing they’re reciprocated!!! 

can you imagine also... maybe thinking he’s just joking or not being serious when he offers, too??? and like... saying yes because you think nothing will happen? THEN BOOM, todoroki’s got his bedroom eyes on and is approaching you... PLEASE!!

either you love it and he stays on like that or you’re getting scared and he’s getting all gentle... and either way I LOVE IT. 

-

Thank u for this, anon. FOR REAL!!!

[madness-of-void]

Okay! Soooo...

I went to the Undertale Café.

Twice.

Yes, you read that right. Twice.

Was it worth it? Well, that's what under the cut is for.

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First Round Review:

So I went about a week after the anniversary, thinking that it would've calmed down just a little. If the line wrapping around the building was any indication how much it did not calm down...dunno what is.

I went with my sister and her bf (as a belated bday present to me), and none of us had eaten at that time, so we decided to leave and come back. Which was both an okay decision and possibly kind of stupid. The line was shorter when we got back, but it was still long.

In fact...we waited in line for 4 hours.

While in line, there was some awesome, albeit faded, chalk drawings everywhere! picsincoming

It's so cool to see the talent in this fandom, and how strong it is still 7 years later. I mean, had no doubt if the battle for tumblr sexyman was anything to go by, but it's still nice to see!

Anywho...

The 3 of us are introverts, so you can imagine the amount of social battery depletion we had waiting in that line for that long. my lils sis & her bf didn't have to but they did & they are insane for doing that but i'm thankful too Especially with some of the conversations going on around us.

Sis' bf did ask a lot of questions about the game, wanting to understand the reason why I wanted to go to this little collab. So that was fun. Got to gush about one of my favorite games. While dead on my feet. And it was actually kind of funny seeing him get excited about us finally getting to the door 4 hours later.

So how was the inside? Was it amazing? Spectacular? Very Undertale?

Ehhhhhh....

No.

If you waited 4 hours, or sometimes even longer, for nothing but the drinks, food, merch, and cardboard cutouts of some of the characters whilst expecting something really cool...you're likely gonna be disappointed.

The place does look really cool on the inside! I mean, check out this kick ass stained glass!

It's really nice in there, and honestly, I kinda want to go back when it isn't doing the collab to see how it is normally! They had so many references to other video games and other fantasy franchises! It's such a cool and cute little place!

But, as an Undertale collab, it's kind of...meh. So many people definitely would not think this was worth a long wait, probably getting their hopes up that it would be something absolutely spectacular.

Now I myself wasn't way too upset. Been in fandom for a long time, and learned long ago to never get my hopes up. But I won't lie, I was expecting a little more with the decorations and the cutouts is my biggest gripe. atleastwithreview1

But hey! They had a game going on! Seems to be different every time from other posts I've seen. When we were there, we had Deltarune Chapter 2!

Now...onto the food and drinks.

There was no food.

They ran out.

Not a huge surprise, really. It's definitely a small café. They were 150% not prepared for the full force of the Undertale fandom. If I was in the shoes of the workers, I would be so overwhelmed. The fact that they are handling it as well as they can and are all so sweet (some even visibly excited about all this or wearing merch) is absolutely amazing. They deserve raises for dealing with the chaos.

As for the drinks? Well, they ran out of the Sans Soda. Shocker there. Everyone wants to try the tumblr sexyman's drink! forthememesimsure Apparently, it's the best drink! So, sadly, I didn't get to have it. But I did get to try the other drink I wanted! The Sea Tea!

ignorethenamewecouldntdomultiplenamesforthetrioanditsnotmine

The presentation is lacking, considering how it is advertised, and that's gonna piss some people off. As a former customer service worker, I definitely didn't care. And it doesn't come with the Undyne figure. In fact, none of the drinks come with the figures that they're pictured with. So if that's something you were looking forward to, you're a tad bit out of luck.

As for the taste, I personally liked it. I don't know how to describe it exactly, but it was pretty good. My sis also got the Sea Tea, and she had the same opinion.

The sister's bf, on the other hand, got the Heats Flamesman, and he did not like it. Not really sure why. He didn't elaborate. My sis took a sip and said she liked it. It could easily just be it was more tea than any of the other flavors listed to his liking, or different taste buds. Either way, that's apparently not an unpopular opinion from other posts I've seen.

All-in-all, the experience was...so-so. But it definitely was a bit skewed due to the fact that by the time we got in there we were so exhausted that everything was...blah.

Which is why I went again.

Round Two Review:

This time, I went earlier! infactamwritingthisafterjustcominghome

Maybe a tad bit too early. There was barely anyone in line. Compared to when I went the first time, it was insane to see the difference! Probably because it was a weekday instead of a weekend.

Aaaaaaand new chalk drawings dropped!

This time in line, it was more quiet. But you could still tell people were excited to be here. Hell, there were more people dressed up! I saw an Asgore, a Frisk, and a Sans!

The wait was an hour this time, but that's only because I arrived, well, an hour before opening. Then after opening it was another 13 minutes to get in, just because they wanted to space out the groups going in and not crowd the door/walk areas. But once inside, I was able to enjoy the décor a little more than last time, since I wasn't exhausted as hell.

Again, I would love to come here when it isn't doing the collab. It looks so cool!

And, once again, the TV had a game going on! This time it was Deltarune Chapter 1! (another table with a solo TV had Omori on)

They actually had food this time, too! Not a whole lot, but hey! I could try food! Which I did! I got the Spider Donuts!

I've heard mixed reviews on the donuts. But I...actually liked them. I was pleasantly surprised by them! You get 3 little donuts in this little container. They definitely look like someone had to do the frosting and the webbing by hand, which I can admire. I really couldn't describe the taste exactly, just that when I bit into the first one I loved it. Might've had a little fruit flavoring? Again, not sure. But I found them to be pretty good!

The best part, however...

I GOT THE SANS SODA!

Was it as good as some people said it was?

YES.

It should not be.

It had no right to be.

But it was good.

I actually liked it a little better than the Sea Tea! It didn't really taste like cotton candy to me per se...but it was a little tart and that shit's right up my alley.

So, yes. The Sans Soda was delicious. I got the meme drink. Halleluiah!

Also got to go get merch this time! It was for pick up or delivery only, which is fine. They probably couldn't have much of it on the shelves. Or they had it on the anniversary date and ran out. Who knows.

This time, I also was able to sneak in a little self-indulgent selfie with the skelebros this time around, not feeling rushed to get in and out.

Final thoughts overall?

Personally, I enjoyed it. It definitely won't be andisnt everyone's cup of tea. My biggest gripe is still just having cut outs of the characters, but I don't know what's going on behind the scenes. Maybe this was all this small café could do. And it is a small café. Like I said earlier in this long ass post, they were not ready for the Undertale Fandom. The workers did the best they could, and they honestly did amazing all things considered. Some won't see it that way and that's fine. And some people had a terrible time. My first time honestly wasn't that great. My second time was fun! It all depends on the person and how things roll out.

Would I love to see this happen again on a much bigger scale and better preparations? Absolutely. Will it happen? Probably not. Who knows what will happen for the 8 year anniversary! Maybe something bigger! Maybe something smaller.

Whatever it is, I'll be excited regardless.

Because it's Undertale.

And it's amazing how large this indie game is all these years later.

[fruit-salad-ship]

going insane trying to imagine what peak tension between peach and sada would look like i don't think my gay woman loving heart could take it

I really wanna draw something for this, but I don't know what peak tension would look like with those two in all honesty! I cant pick or choose.

If they physically clash and Sada gets the drop on her, Peach being pinned by this new professor, caught off guard, stuck between some thighs having someone look down at her in a rather victorious position, she feels kind of vulnerable. If peach gets the upper hand, she'd just keep her in the easiest lock possible at the time, and wait her out, stamina is ridiculous. That could be a long time spent in a very...unusual position, perhaps a very close for comfort one haha. Peach being her usual egotistical asshole self, dumb smirk as she watches Sada try to get free, not a chance in hell, it's almost cute. They'd both fight dirty for sure, would peach headbutt her? yes. no question. And I guarantee Sada would bite given the chance, peach getting a taste of her own medicine, kind of likes it, curses herself for thinking that for the brief moment, returning to the fight to try to not get caught up in her own head. Sada's struggling not to notice her opponents body at this point. I mean c'mon, you can't punch that thing and not notice its like punching a wall. Kind of impressed, annoyed she thought that.

Tailing villains, trying to stealth and see where they're going or what they're doing, could have to dive into a small space to hide, very close, very intimate, couple seconds where its hard not to focus on the two bodies squeezed into a space together, both of them stubborn, trying to not back down or show any signs of flustering or weakness within the situation. Don't think about where their hands are, focus on the goons they were trailing. Don't focus on the heat, don't let the want to stay there consume you, don't lose track of the objective, even if you are literally WAY too close for comfort right now.

Tracking a powerful pokemon they're studying, having to dive into a bush, misjudging the location, rolling down into a ditch, mud and twigs and dirt everywhere, they look ridiculous, can't laugh but want to, if they do they'll spook the mon and have to track it for even longer. one of them lands on top of the other, and its kind of really hard not to get caught up in that briefly, like one second too long spent there, enough for them both to realise that they kinda wanna close that gap but also, they have work to do. No time, not now, also NO! Why were they thinking that?

Drunk off their asses arguing, in each other face, furious, over what? they don't remember, its descended into personal insults now, somewhere along the line one of them attacks the other's leadership skills or bravery and this goes back and forth for a while, so of course that begs the question, what would prove they're able to take charge? What's immediately available at that point in time? Could just out right start something, what says 'i'm in charge' more than taking a kiss or several. Or more. Who knows. This could literally be either of them at this point, I have no clue who'd be more liable to do it. They both seem totally dumb and feral.

Just a few stupid ideas, what did y'all have in mind? I cant decide who's going to take charge out of them, or if its one big fight for power, or if one caves and accepts defeat because eh, they're stronger or have the advantage, or they want this so who cares.

[derelictheretic]

HI i am going to be a little silly and ask for variety pack 6, 12, 49 for mary may/anya + 10, 18, 33 for piper/faith + 24, 36, 45 for heather/dean?

Here is your variety pack, I used all two of my brain cells to whip it up <3

6. Who always talks about how amazing their partner is when their partner isn’t there and they just light up with genuine love and happiness?

Anya doesn't tend to partake in a lot of social conversations that would give her the opportunity to do this; while sober that is. On the rare occasion Anya downs enough alcohol and Mary Mary isn't around (or even when she is) she will brag about how amazing and brilliant Mary May is and how lucky she is to have such a badass girlfriend. And then she'll get really sappy and cry about how much she loves her (and either call her up or go search her out to cling to her and tell her very loudly how awesome she is).

Mary May in contrast is more likely to tell people about the stupid, assholey things Anya's done that week. It's all affectionate though, even if it sounds like she's complaining she's really just aggressively reminiscing on how much she loves her emotionally stunted girlfriend. To closer friends she might get openly sappy and gush about the cuter, domestic things Anya does (especially if there's alcohol involved, but she's better than Anya at being honest when sober).

12. Who picks the other person up when hugging their partner?

Anya loves picking Mary May up when they hug, not only because it flusters the hell out of her but also because it means she's not bending over and killing her back. She also knows Mary May loves it, for a few sweet seconds she gets to feel taller and Anya gets to admire the big beautiful grin on her girlfriends face. (Usually these moments are either followed by a cute kiss or Anya teasing Mary May and getting told to put her down and never touch her with her stupid giantess hands again).

49. Who pulls the other closer while sleeping?

Anya is always the big spoon and once she has her arms around Mary May she is not moving and Mary May is stuck there for the whole night. (She escaped her iron grip once to go to the bathroom and had a heart attack when an Anya sized shadow filled up the doorway—the sleepy russian muttering either made it better or much worse) .

Anya will snuggle closer in her sleep even if they physically cannot get any closer than they already are and Mary May thinks it's adorable. Mary May told her about it thinking she'd get embarrassed but instead Anya started calling her teddy bear and thus making her embarrassed—True love.

10. Who is the one who can’t stop laughing when trying to tell a joke

Piper thinks she'd a comedian so this will usually be her, especially if she's high or drunk at the time. And Faith will just start laughing because Pip's face as she struggles to stop laughing will be super hilarious and that will only cause Pip to laugh even more. Many times they will end up holding onto each other trying not to fall onto the ground as they both lose it.

Nine times out of ten Pip forgets the joke by the time she finishes laughing and this just makes them both giggle for another five minutes. (Yes they look insane to everybody else, no they don't care).

18. If they were to have matching pyjamas, what would they be?

Onsies, specifically either stitch and lola onsies or skeleton onsies so they can start an impromtu dance off to spooky scary skeletons. They like the onsies because they're comfortable and they can get away with going out in them, if they lived in the city they'd be at a 7-eleven at 3am getting slushies in their onsies and living their best lives.

33. Who would they love to go on a double date with?

If we're talking solely canon characters they would wreck Skylar and her boyfriend's asses at a fishing double date and have a pretty good time, not because they like them as people or anything but because they'd make their relationship feel super healthy and strong in comparison and they need that boost every now and then.

If we're talking other oc's, they spent four months trying to set Cas up with someone—anyone—and they genuinely had the most fun on those fail double dates compared to even some of their solo dates. (Legend says they made Cas swear off dating for good because they were just That Bad).

24. Who runs their thumb over the other person’s skin to comfort them?

Dean does, his go to method for any type of comfort is usually physical affection. Heather usually closes off verbally and emotionally when she's upset but she'll still cuddle up to Dean's side because she's found he's very much like her emotional rock and just being held by him for a few minites will level out her mood to a manageable state. And so he'll most typically end up running one hand through her hair while rubbing comforting circles into her shoulder or arm.

Heather tries to offer the same comfort to Dean when he needs it but he seeks it out far less so it tends to be less of a show of comfort and more of a small reassuring gesture she does mindlessly whenever they're together.

36. Who knows the most obscure facts?

Dean for sure, he binges random articles and analysis videos when he can't sleep (Which is always) and it has left him with so much useless knowledge (How long he retains this knowledge varies on the topic). Heather never sees them coming, they'll be eating breakfast and he'll bust out a cursed fact about a deep sea creature or production of a childhood cartoon and it'll plague her for the rest of the day. He does switch it up with happier or cooler fun facts but he he less of those.

Heather also starts retaliating by telling him upsetting law facts that ruin his whole week, or facts about snakes and spiders she knows will squick him out.

45. How do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?

Dean's go to method is holding Heather and listening to her vent, he's no good at offering solutions or advice but he tries to validate her feelings and let her know he's got her back 110%. (And if the mood isn't too heavy he'll 'jokingly' threaten to bust some kneecaps for her).

Heather's method is somewhat similar except she'll offer some advice if she can and she's more prone to insulting anyone else involved in the situation and sometimes accidentally ends up riling him up instead of calming him down/comforting him. (Heather really said don't u get tired of being nice. don't u wanna go apeshit?)

[science-lings]

OH SHIT I FORGOT MY FAVE NON-CANON STUFF TOO! Basically, a chance for me to gush about stuff that technically is/should be canon, but also technically isn't.

So OG Hyrule Warriors - the scarf is so damn genius. Like that adds a little everything to something that would be a little nothing and a little same. For a non-canon game, the scarf makes the design go so damn hard. Also that one pauldron is both really damn annoying and really damn cool at the same time.

So the Four Swords Himekawa was so fucking genius in the way they were able to portray the different Links without using any colour. Other than personality, each Link is given different facial features that relate to that attribute, and in a way, also their hair is drawn differently. Example for both being the difference between Blue Link and Red Link in their eye shape and the fact that Blue is often drawn with his hair facing the opposite way to the other three Links. Another favourite is just how fucking emo Shadow Link looks, he looks so cool. The eyeliner look is everything to me and the way his hair kind of emotes with him is literally insanely good.

The Philips CD-i Link is just so... That's the official funkiest Link created and I love him for it. I know it's a little more up for interpretation based on if I'm actually slightly colourblind or not, but his undershirt is eye-bleedingly red and it plays into his stupid charm so much I love it.

I know HW:AoC is literally just BotW Link, but he's just more now, I guess? I don't know if you've seen his animations are portraits in the game, but similarly to SS Link, the way he emotes facially is so damn gentle and kind. Perfection. Not mentioning his soldier get-up or him in the tapestry artstyle. I'm sorry, at this point I'm just gushing about how attractive BotW/AoC Link is.

Anyway, I'm done. (Also you should check out the pictures of Strategy Guide Link, he's so cute)

YES, I love the scarf! I want to combine the blue HW scarf and the first Link's red scarf in some way but I also think it will be hard to be lest bulky bc I do really want to focus on the tunic, idk this is getting to the point where this might have to be a whole ass reference sheet with multiple outfits... that would also help with things like armor/casual wear but I also hate drawing clothes (though I've been hating it less lately...)

CD-I link is so funny, I do really want to find ways to include a bit of his design and the cartoon link's design, but they're also based off of existing link designs anyway so... just know that I'm also thinking about them while I'm doing this lmao

[totiredtowrite]

Oblivious

Warnings - Reader has glasses but they're mentioned like twice so feel free to gloss over it if you don't, reader is shorter than oikawa, cursing, reader has good grades & eye bags so if you don't/didn't gloss over that too, also its mentioned that reader has long eyelashes, hate-kissing? (ig that's a thing), sorta risque slightly, not proof read

Note: Uh, self indulgent af, so some of the personality traits are definitely personalized. (Just the high marks, glasses, not being over 6' 1", eyelash thing). Havent written in a while so have this ig, the end might be rushed bc i need to put more content out smh 🤕. Do you know how long this was sitting in my drafts?

FEM ALIGNED READERS (SHE/HER, SHE/THEY), DO NOT INTERACT

the dni is getting both bigger and longer

Oikawa Tooru got jealous easily.

It's not like he won't admit it. Sure he acts whiny sometimes, maybe even childish. That doesn't negate the fact that he's extremely smart though. He understands his own feelings, and he understands that he thrives off of validation from other people. (Not like he's proud of it, but he's working on crawling out of that hole).

And as selfish or narcissistic as it may seem, he doesn't know how to handle it when attention is on someone else. Or, in this case, when he can't seem to get someones attention.

Seriously! With as much shit as he's pulled, not one reaction comes out of you. And that's saying something, as he can weasel something out of anyone.

He isn't sure just where this desire actually came from. Maybe it was the day you were elected as the student council president. Before then, he hadn't even known you existed. If he did note you, it was brief and then he forgot about it. Hell, he didn't even know you ran for president until you were elected! You sat in the middle of the class, ate in the library, and went home. Literally nothing stood out about you to him.

Around that time was when other peoples attention started drifting to you too. Where you were previously some random guy, some student, now people were talking about you all the time. All of a sudden it was all 'the new council president' and 'I talked to him once!'

Now people were saying that you were handsome. That you were 'mysterious.' He hated it. Mostly because even he was starting to see the draw in you. His tunnel vision for your focus was starting to raise some questionable desires too. He won't even deny it, fuck, he wanted to know more.

He wanted to know why you didn't eat with other people. He wanted to know why you were so focused, so diligent, with your work. He wanted to know what you thought about him. For fucks sake, he saw how attractive you were. The bags under your eyes, that tired expression, it was all taking up his head space.

That frustration manifested itself in foolish antics, and, attraction. Embarrassing fucking attraction.

Oikawa was starting to lose his mind.

Only slightly, but he still felt insane.

Waking up this morning was a chore. He jolted out of bed from yet another dream about you. Well, he couldn't see your face, but he knew it was you. He could just tell, with how your skin felt underneath his hands.

It irked him how badly he wanted to cup your face in his hands in real life. He thinks, much to his own displeasure, that you'd look cute with your face all scrunched up. An unnatural growl-like noise emitted from his throat. Iwaizumi tossed him a confused look. Matsukawa and Hanamaki continued with their inane conversation about school budgets.

"If you're thinking about (l/n)-San again," Iwaizumi sighed mid-sentence, "you can stop."

Oikawa huffed dramatically. "I wasn't."

"Yes, you were," Iwaizumi said.

Tooru furrowed his brows. In truth, thinking about you was starting to become a habit. A bad habit, sure, an addicting habit, maybe. Almost like you were a drug. An addictive, pretty drug.

And by god was it hard to quit.

"Just don't do anything stupid," Matsukawa said casually. "You wouldn't want to scare him off."

Hanamaki snickered.

"I don't even talk to him," Oikawa snarled, "And I wasn't thinking about him!"

No one said anything else, arriving to the front gates of the school. Oikawa understood why morning practice was important, he works overtime almost every day, though it always left him slightly sore.

Going about his day sore wasn't fun by any means. Still though, he can deal. Especially since today he devised a plan to get your attention now. Every other plan he had failed to another degree. He went through practically girls in the school, getting a different girlfriend every week, all in the hopes that it would impress you. Make you jealous. Almost as if to say 'Ha, they like me better than you. I bet you're jealous you don't have a girlfriend!'

No surprise, it didn't work. You just continued doing what you always did. Oikawa could get girlfriend after girlfriend, maybe even a boyfriend, and you wouldn't give a shit. He even tried to make it obvious to you, standing near your locker with whoever he was dating at the time and being all lovey with them.

Still nothing.

It was honestly getting infuriating, at this point. Perhaps you were just playing some game, toying with him back because you knew it would make him mad. Because you knew he'd break first. No, today he had a plan.

That's probably how you ended up like this, with his hand by your head and a dark glare on his face. You nervously shuffled, pushing your glasses up the bridge of your nose.

"Uh, Oikawa-san?" You looked up at him, voice soft as always. "What was this about, again?" Truly, you had no clue what he was doing or why he was doing it. All you know is that he was always being weirdly loud with his newest partners near your locker and staring at you from across the room. Your words, however, didn't seem to diffuse the situation.

His other large, pretty hand slammed by the side of your head. "Sorry?" He forced a civil looking smile at you. "Are you playing dumb with me, (l/n)?"

You shook your head so hard you thought your glasses were going to crack.

Oikawa opened his mouth to finally confront you, then stopped. What exactly was he going to say? 'I've been watching you for months and you haven't given me attention?' After he didn't respond, standing there dumbly with his mouth open for a few minutes, your nervous gaze faded. "Are you playing with me?" You asked. "Because I have to get to class."

"No, no, if anything you're playing with me." Oikawa moved his face down and closer to yours, purposely letting his cool breath fan on your lips.

You shook slightly. "I don't- what are you talking about?"

He sneered at you, only slightly. "You know. Parading around being all smart, and not giving a shit when some people try to get your attention, acting like you don't know how infuriating you are!"

You bit your lip, hyper aware of how his eyes tracked the movement. "Was I- uh, was I annoying you somehow? I'm sorry if I was," you said.

Oikawa stopped. This wasn't what he had expected? You looked genuinely worried that you had offended him somehow. Not like an evil boy who knew how to get under peoples skin. Every detail from your face, from the bags under your tired looking eyes to your weirdly long eyelashes, seemed very...innocent. Like you weren't the heinous criminal he made you out to be. (Secretly, he knew you couldn't be that bad).

All at once he was flooded with his old dreams about you and his random fantasies. You were about to say something, though only a choked squeak left your throat as he leaned down to roughly push his lips to yours.

His lips were cool, like his skin. You hardly had the chance to breath with just how aggressive he was, pushing you further back into the wall and cupping your face in his hands. A couple more surprised noises left you before you relaxed into it, deciding that this wasn't all that bad. He was a good kisser, though it's not like that was a surprise. You closed your eyes and leaned into him, basking in this new, extremely odd feeling that just washed over your stomach. It was like you were taking a test, or about to speak in front of the class. It made you feel nervous, excited.

You jolted back suddenly, breaking the kiss when you feel his tongue pushing against your lips.

Shakily, you brought a hand up to wipe off any saliva left. "Sorry," you practically squeaked out, "I'm just- I don't know you like at all! This is the first time we've actually talked and I don't think I'm ready to make out with a stranger-"

Tooru shushed you. "I probably shouldn't have kissed you like that anyways," he shuddered. He was supposed to be giving you a piece of his mind, but here he is, almost shoving his tongue down your throat. Almost shoving his tongue down the throat of some boy.

His senses further returning to him, Oikawa quickly took his hands away from your face and stepped away, masking his disappointment at no longer feeling your warmth. "Just- don't tell anyone about this!" He said pathetically, turning to bolt away into the hallway.

As the classes started to let out, you wondered if anyone could tell how swollen your lips were.

Do not repost, translate, or copy my work on to other platforms.

[crymeariveronceagain]

How about Keefe Secen in heels

*tilts head to the side* i have a "can do" attitude about this but we're gonna do it in a very specific way because I always think these things tend to be done lack-lusterly.

Keefe has an impeccable sense of balance. All those years of detention with Lady Cadence paid off. He can dance really, really well. And he has an unshakeable, unflappable balance. He could honestly probably walk a tightrope at any given moment, that's the level of balance we're talking, here.

He can walk around on his tip toes, could probably dance pointe ballet at the drop of a hat. He rarely wobbles, is nearly always centered. It's great on the battlefield, and he's an amazing dance partner. Every girl used to hope they'd get stuck with him because he's just... really freaking good at dancing.

So, y'know, he and Sophie hang out a lot, right? Well they don't always do fun things. A lot of the time, they do stupid, boring things. For instance, they go grocery shopping together. They go to the park. They go to the post office. To the council. They clean house. They cook dinner. They fold laundry. They seal invitations. They study. They do really mundane things with each other. Primarily because there's a romanticism to doing stupid, boring things with someone who you find anything but stupid and boring, but also because there's a peace to it. There's a safety in normalcy. Both of them like simple things, simply because they're normal things.

But anyway, one day, the two of them are shoe shopping. Sophie needs new shoes. And so, Keefe is sitting, bored out of his mind, watching Sophie try on pair after pair of shoes, and he gets up and goes over to the shoe rack, and pulls out a pair of high heels. Not even, like, sensible heels, that only are an inch or two. Or even Wedges, which are far more sensible for anyone trying to walk normal ever. Stilettos.

"Try these," he says, and Sophie looks at what he's holding.

Just one look. Because then, she snorts in laughter. "Yeah, sorry, Sencen. No one can walk in those. Least of all me."

"What are they for, then? They're cute. You should at least try them They can't be that hard to walk in."

Sophie rolls her eyes. "Mhm," she said. "Fine."

She manages to put them on, after a moment, and stands up, carefully.

She stays up straight for a good ten seconds. Then she tries to take a step and wobbles so hard she almost sprains her ankle. Keefe's at her side, in an instant. "Oh, come on, Foster."

She scowls at him. "They're four inch heels! They're made for inhuman monsters and fashion models! Not for me!"

Keefe rolls his eyes. "I bet they're not as bad as you think."

She scoffs. "Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try and walk in them."

"Is that a challenge, Foster?"

She raises her chin, trying to look intimidating while in a puddle of shoes and straps on the floor. "Yes," she said. "It is. I bet you seven lusters that you can't take a single step in four inch heels."

"I bet you twelve lusters that I can," Keefe answers, and walks back over to the shoe shelf. He scans the stacks, and finds a four inch stilletto in a large enough size, without any straps. And then, he puts them on.

Sophie's already giggling.

Keefe maintains deadpan eye contact with her, because he has something to prove.

And then, without another word, he stands up, and walks straight down the aisle. Sophie's jaw is on the floor. Keefe is grinning. Victory, he thinks, you are a sweet, sweet thing.

Sophie gapes at him, as he stands in front of her, still in those heels. "You're insane," she said.

He shrugs. "Or you're just bad at this."

She swats at his arm. He doesn't stumble in the least. Her jaw drops open again. "Do a turn."

He does a pivot.

Sophie has never looked more disturbed and in awe at once. Keefe grins all the wider.

All those detentions were good for something, after all. Impressing his girlfriend.

"Dang," she says. "Now I owe you money."

[tanniefm]

boyfriend | jjk (m)

summary - jungkook knows what you need and definitely knows your husband can’t give it to you like he can.

pairing - jungkook x (f) reader

genre - cheating au, fwb, porn with very little plot

word count - 1.7k

song inspo - boyfriend by ray j (i literally couldn’t stop thinking of this man while listening to this song it was becoming an issue)

warnings - infidelity, explicit language, soft dom jk, sub reader, daddy kink, praise kink, it’s kinda angsty at the end oops.., pet names, kook’s very sweet but :(, subspace, hints of dumbification, jealous kook cause he loves you, unprotected sex (please don’t be stewpid like these two), jungkook in sweatpants and a ponytail (the ultimate combo)

a/n - AHHHH hi this is my first fic (more like a drabble but you get the point) like ever and i did nawt feel like editing anymore than needed cause i was afraid i’d end up deleting everything...with that said!! i really hope you enjoy and sorry if it’s cringy or wtv umbdhb yeah enjoy! oh also merry christmas if you celebrate 🥺🥺

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You knock on his door hastily. You texted him a few minutes earlier because you just couldn’t take it anymore. You tried to be a good wife. A good, loving, perfect wife for Jacob. But he’s driving you fucking crazy. He won’t listen to you, won’t thank you when you do things for him, and he damn sure can’t fuck you like he can. You and Jungkook have been friends for the longest. He knows everything about you and that’s probably why he can make you cum as hard as he does. You hate that it got to this point. One heated argument with Jacob a few months back is all it took for you to come to your best friend's apartment to vent and next thing you knew you were having the best sex you’ve ever had. Now you crave him constantly and you’re not even sure if you feel bad about it.

You instantly clear your thoughts when Jungkook opens the door with a smug look on his face. Fuck, he looks good. Hair in a ponytail, his black long sleeves rolled up, putting his various tattoos on display. And to your delight, gray sweatpants tight enough where you can clearly see him hard as hell. You automatically launch into his embrace and kiss him needily. He knows you, he knows why you’re here. And he’s happy to give it to you. He smiles and chuckles into the kiss and closes the door behind him. He backs you up against the door and pulls away, much to your dismay. He giggles as you whine from the loss of his lips on yours. 

“What’d he do this time, pretty girl?” he says softly as he cups your face. His hands are so pretty, you think. They're so big and make you feel so good. He’s so big. He loves making you feel cute and small, like he’s the only one that can take care of you. You think he might be right.

“Couldn’t cum…” you whine. There’s a tiny pout on your face and Jungkook thinks you’re adorable. He’ll never say it out loud, but sometimes he wishes you’d just leave him to be his. You and him both know that won’t happen though, you’re very adamant that you love Jacob. Whatever, Jungkook will take what he gets. As long as he has you.

He smiles and mockingly pouts back. “I know baby, you need me to take care of you, hm? My baby needs me to make her feel good?” He pecks your forehead softly as you whine some more. You’re so needy, he has no idea why that dude refuses to listen to you when you ask to try different things in bed. Vanilla is cute every now and then but Jungkook knows you want more. You like to be thrown around and choked but you also love when you’re praised. You like being a good girl but you’re also a fucking brat. You like to be kissed, and cuddled, and babied after you have consecutive orgasms. Jungkook knows you, so why doesn’t he?

You nod and fist your hands into his shirt. You need him, badly. He’s all you could think about while you and Jacob were having sex. All you asked was if he could pull your hair a bit and he looked at you like you were crazy and told you no. It’s one thing to not be comfortable with doing certain things, but to look at you like that and not even hear you out? It stung, and all you wanted was for Kook to take care of you like you knew he would.

“I asked for him to pull my hair and he looked at me like I was stupid. I-I just wanted to try something different for once and he refuses to do anything I want to do. I need you Kookie please I’m so wet I can’t-“ 

“Shh sweetheart, it’s ok. Come on, I’ll take care of it.” he cuts you off gently and taps on the back of your thighs to signal you to jump. You immediately wrap your legs around his waist and bury your face in his neck and suck bruises into his smooth skin while he carries you to his room. He lays you on his bed and kisses you deeply. His hands slowly move your shirt up and out of the way as he makes his way down your neck. You quickly take your bra off and throw it to the side. You can tell he wants to eat you out but you’re very impatient. As much as you love his mouth on you, you desperately need his cock filling you up right now. He softly kisses your nipple and looks up. You’re pouting again. You’re even needier than he thought. He pulls your leggings down and zeros in on your panties. There’s a huge wet spot in the middle and he can feel his cock twitch. The string of arousal that attaches itself to your underwear while he pulls them down is driving him insane.

“My poor baby, you weren’t kidding when you said how wet you were, huh? Who made you this wet?” he says while he strips his shirt off, showing more of his copious tattoos. He loved when you traced them while he held you and hummed softly after you were sent deep into subspace. Maybe he can experience that again tonight.

“You did daddy,” Bingo. You weren’t even thinking when you said it, all you could think about was him him him. He froze before swiftly pulling down his sweatpants and you watched in awe as his dick spring up to his stomach. He’s so big, you need him so bad. He climbs back on top of you and kisses you roughly while teasing your entrance. He keeps running his tip up and down to spread around your arousal.

“Daddy, please I need you inside. Please don’t tease.” you whine. You’re squirming around and your eyes are starting to well up. Why isn’t he fucking you? Should you have come at all? What if he doesn’t want you anymore? Your mind is so fuzzy and negative thoughts are starting to swirl and pull you deeper and deeper-

“Hey hey, look at me. No more thinking baby, just focus on me. There you go, that’s my good girl.” he squeezes your hips as he pushes in. He can tell when you start overthinking, it’s one of the perks of being friends with you for so long. You moan loudly as he pushes deep inside of you. He quickly sets a rough pace once he feels you adjust and sees your eyes roll back in euphoria. You’re so beautiful. He loves that he can make you feel like this. You’re squeezing so tightly around him and everything feels so fucking good. He pushes your legs to your chest and you gasp loudly.

“Daddy it-it’s too deep! Oh my fucking God I- fuck!” you whimper as he goes faster.

“You can take it precious, I know you can. You’re doing so well. Taking me so well. Fuck- you’re always so good for me. My pretty little girl. Love this fucking pussy, shit!” he rambles. He can’t help it, just as much as he fucks you stupid he also gets into a headspace where he can’t think of anything but you. The pretty sounds you make, your tight ass pussy, your soft thighs he’s holding. And that stupid fucking man you’re married to. The thought of him makes him pound into you harder. He hates him, he really does. He hates him because he wants to be him. Jungkook would treat you like a princess if you were his. But you chose that lame ass dude.

“Does he fuck you like this? Hm? Does he know how much of a little slut you are for me? Does he know how much you need this dick to make you cum?” he growls. You shake your head and dig your nails into his biceps.

“No daddy it’s you, only you. No one else but you” you mumble. You’re so fucked out and so so close. Just a little more, a little longer.

“Fuck you’re getting so fucking tight. You gonna cum princess? My little slut gonna cum all over me? I know you want to baby, go ahead and let go for me” he switches angles and makes sure your clit is rubbing against his pelvis while he continually hits your g-spot. You nod quickly while he encourages you more and more. With a cry of his name, you finally let go. It only takes Jungkook a few more thrusts before he’s spilling inside of you with a whiny moan. He drops down and faceplants into your neck as you both pant heavily. You feel him peck your neck and face softly as he mumbles how good you were for him.

“My good,” forehead kiss, “precious,” cheek kiss, “baby,” nose kiss, “girl,” he finally reaches your lips. You smile and giggle at his cute antics. He always gets so soft after sex, you love it though. He gently pulls out and lays down beside you to tuck you in his arms. 

“You were so good baby. I’m so proud of you.” he says as he plants several kisses on the top of your head. You snuggle deeper into his chest and look up at him with starry eyes. Your head’s still fuzzy, but you feel safe with him. Jungkook is safe.

“I’m good?” you ask quietly. You were fuzzy, but you weren’t stupid. You knew what you two were doing is wrong. You knew you should break it off or at the very least leave Jacob. But you can’t, you still love him. You want to grow old with him. He just...can’t give you what you need sometimes.

Jungkook pauses. He wants to tell you to leave him. He could give you everything and more if you just leave him. But that always ends in an argument, and he hates arguing with you.

“Yes sweetheart, you’re perfect.” It’s ok. Jungkook can wait.

[bluerosewritings]

Duel Rules | Riddle x Stubborn!Reader

[Originally uploaded to ‘The Hearts Mirror’ on Wattpad]

Your stubbornness had started off as an admirable quality to Riddle. While other students were grumbling about the Queen of Hearts' rules, you were determined to follow them, almost to a fault. Sure, you weren't as big of a rule abider as Riddle but you'd set your mind on upholding what you believed to be the values of Heartslabyul and Riddle respected you for that.

The only issue was when you came across a rule you didn't agree with. Not matter what, if you didn't want to follow it, you would never follow it, and it drove Riddle insane. Even post-overblot, your dorm head was still shocked at how adamantly against you were at following rules 39, 176 and 590. Especially rule 590.

That was how you had once again been called to the dorm lounge long after it had been deserted by the other students, sitting across from Riddle who was massaging the bridge of his nose. A frustrated sigh escaped his lips as he briefly looked up at you, wondering how in the of Twisted Wonderland the two of you managed to keep finding yourselves together like this.

"(y/n)-"

You cut him off. "It wasn't my fault."

Riddle couldn't stop his eyebrow from twitching. "It wasn't your fault?"

You nodded.

"So the fact that your roommate is currently in the infirmary after a magic duel from a shot multiple people, including myself, saw you cast... is not your fault?" Riddle said, finally looking you in the eye. His expression was a hardened glare, though you could tell there was something else behind it as well.

"Look, he started it," you explained, "he said some pretty stupid stuff and said if I won a duel against him, he would keep his mouth shut - if I lost, he got to tell everyone and I took his place in Azul's contract. Not my fault."

Riddle shook his head. "Even though you broke the rules of the duel?"

The accusation made you shift in your seat. Riddle knew logically you couldn't deny it - it was a miracle that the headmaster had agreed to let him deal with the issue, even if he was your dorm head. While duels typically weren't allowed on school grounds, rule 590 of the Queen of Hearts was something of a loophole, where as long as only non-elemental magic was used a duel was allowed. During your duel, however, you had cast wind magic, causing your opponent to be pushed backwards. You'd intended just to scare him but he instead tripped and fell down on his arm at a not so nice angle, luckily managing not to break it but unfortunately it was still pretty battered.

"...He shouldn't have been acting like an idiot." you eventually replied, receiving another unhappy look from Riddle. "Look, he was going to use elemental magic on me too, okay? I had no choice!"

"And you know that, how?"

"Because he was bragging about it to his friends in broad daylight like an idiot."

"If you knew that, then you should've come to me. In fact, why didn't you?" Riddle crossed his arms, confusion now showing on his face. "I usually mediate all your duels. So why—"

"B-Because I don't want to keep dragging you into my messes!" You say.

A pout forms on Riddle's face. While you'd usually consider it cute, you knew it meant he didn't believe your lie. You internally cursed yourself for not thinking of a better excuse.

"(y/n)," Riddle's voice grew sterner, "why didn't you talk to me?"

You mumbled under your breath. Riddle gave out another frustrated sigh.

"(y/n)."

"...because then he'd have known."

Riddle furrowed his brows. "Known? Known what?"

"That we're dating."

Riddle blinked, unsure of how to reply. "Why would you talking to me make him know... that?"

"That was the secret." You told him. "He said he knew we were... y'know. But I could tell he wasn't 100% sure, so I played it off and tried to keep away."

Well, that explained your lack of presence being made up by late-night texts, then.

"I mean, I still don't see why we have to hide us," you continued, "since you shouldn't care about what your mother thinks after what she did to you! But... you don't want that, so... I had to break the rule. I... I'm sorry."

Riddle froze. "Huh? Could you... repeat that?"

"Repeat what?" You feigned innocence, knowing exactly what he meant.

Riddle wasn't going to give up so easily, however. "The last thing you said."

"I had to break the rule."

"After that."

"...I'm... sorry." A blush spread across your cheeks. You didn't exactly mean your words - you were sorry, yes, but really for worrying Riddle rather than for standing your ground. You were pretty sure Riddle knew it too.

It didn't matter. Your apology and your expression caused Riddle to soften. He stood up from the lounge's "throne" couch and made his way over to you. Using your bodies to shield your hands from any unlikely late-night visitors, Riddle intertwined his fingers with yours, giving your hand a light squeeze. As the two of you rarely made any contact, the action caused a light red to spread across both your cheeks.

"Thank you, (y/n)." Riddle said. "However, this does not mean I approve of you going around and disrespecting not only the school's rules but also the Queen of Hearts' rules. Understand?"

You huff. "Even though they're so pointless?"

Riddle raised an eyebrow. "Does that make rule 2 pointless as well?"

"Of course not! Scones without fruit tea is unforgivable." You argued, shocked Riddle would even suggest the idea.

Riddle sighed, though you saw the corners of his mouth twitch. "Then you need to follow the other rules, too. You can't just do what you think is right concerning rules - I think what happened to me should be proof enough of that."

The thought of Riddle's overblot sent a cold feeling down your spine. "I would never... get that far. I promise."

Riddle smiled. "I know; I wouldn't let you. Not that you'd let yourself get 'there' either."

"Thank you." You whispered. You dropped your voice even lower. "...I love you."

"I love you, too." Riddle replied, words so quiet you had to read his lips.

His lips... before you could stop yourself, you placed your lips on his, clutching his hands. Secrecy temporarily forgotten, Riddle loosened his grip on one of your hands to move his to the back of your head, adjusting the angle of your head so he could kiss you deeper. The kiss likely lasted no more than thirty seconds, but like every time you touched, it felt like a thousand years.

For the millionth time, you cursed Riddle's mother and the fear she'd pushed into her son that caused the two of you to keep your relationship on the down-low. You couldn't help yourself - you wanted more. You dove you head closer to his again, only your aim was off, causing the two of you to bump noses.

Riddle let out a cry of pain as you cursed your bad luck, using your free hand to massage your nose. Once the pain subsided, you and Riddle caught each other's eyes. Laughter started coming out of Riddle as he had to look away, your pout too cute for him to handle at the moment.

"I'm getting better!" You insisted. "It's just dark in here, that's all."

"Of course." Riddle complied.

He brought his free hand away from the back of your head and began to caress your cheek. You leaned into his palm, though your pout still remained. Riddle giggled and placed a quick, chaste kiss against your lips. Like always, he adored the look of surprise bliss that decorated your face.

You missed the heat when he eventually pulled his hand away. Your hand felt empty without his to hold.

You were happy you could still look into his eyes. "(y/n), even if someone is threatening to reveal our relationship, if anything like that happens again, make sure to come to me. Understand?"

You frowned. On one hand, you were happy he was willing to risk your relationship to keep you out of trouble; on the other hand, you didn't like the implication that you couldn't handle your own problems. It may have ended badly this time, but that didn't mean it would always end somewhat tragically.

But one look into Riddle's worried eyes and you knew you couldn't say no. "...Okay. I promise."

The tension seemed to literally fly off Riddle's shoulders. "Thank you, (y/n)."

He placed a kiss on your cheek and smiled. "I'm expecting a five hundred sentence essay on your self-reflection about the school rules and rule 590 in my room by tomorrow night, as well as a written apology to who you injured."

"Wha- Riddle!?" You turned, too stunned to grab his arm as he walked off. "That's unfair! Riddle!"

The red-head chuckled, looking back at you with a smirk. "Would you rather it was off with your head?"

No, you didn't. It didn't stop you from grumbling about it however.

Riddle chuckled. "Be glad I'm making you drop it off in my room instead of in front of everyone. Good night, (y/n)."

Riddle left, leaving you alone in the lounge. You let out a frustrated sigh, even though you were getting off leniently. And why was he making you drop off the essay to his room specifically, instead of just letting you just hand it to him whenever? And at night! He-

Oh. Alone. A blush invaded your cheeks. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

[billhaderlovebot]

willy mclean hcs

ah yes. it is time for another hannah and molly headcanon extravaganza. we've been thirsty for this hoe all damn week. @gazebros

you think you know willy the first time you meet him properly.

in fact, you do know him.

you've seen him around, verbally abusing pool-goers and smoking pot on his breaks.

you've never crossed paths other than the one time you asked him where the toilets were and he blew smoke in your face.

but the first time you meet him properly it's kinda an accident, in that you weren't looking for company.

you'd just broken up with your extremely long term boyfriend that week.

u have a child together.

it wasn't a toxic relationship and it didn't end on bad terms, and you loved each other very very much, but you both agreed that you'd grown apart and you'd be better as two seperate people.

plus, you needed to keep it cool between the two of you for the sake of your son.

nonetheless, it was a bummer.

you were the only one left at the pool, and it had long since closed. you'd been sat on the side, watching the ripples and ignoring how cold and dark it was getting. the only source of light came from the LED's on the bottom of the pool.

and willy came out of the weird room thingy he sits in while people are swimming.

"we're closed, man."

probably the biggest joint you've seen since college in his hand.

"yeah. sorry. lemme get in on that, though."

you reach up to take the joint from him and he shrugs and hands it to you.

"you good?"

"just broke up with this guy, um, we've been together since... i don't know, fuckin, forever. im sad, i guess. he's staying with his mom."

"oh, worm. i can get my bong."

and you don't know why you find yourself telling this random guy everything.

but you talk and smoke for hours.

willy is like a breath of fresh air.

you can't remember the last time you'd laughed until your ribs hurt.

and you've told each other like

everything there is to know about everything

and in this moment you actually feel like nobody else knows you better in the entire world

even though you've only been talking for like four hours.

by the end of the night you're basically sat in his lap.

you're so close that your lips almost touch when you light another joint and pass it between you.

and you hear his breath hitch

and his eyes are dark.

"your ex didn't give you syphilis or anything, did he?"

"no. why?"

and then suddenly his lips are on yours and he's holding your face in his hands.

and all you can feel is him

and its Perfect.

and he's warm and soft and you fist your hands into the front of his stupid poncho

and you have to go back to your apartment to fuck because he doesn't have one oops.

and you get there and you apologise for the mess because you've not been in a good place lately.

"dude i live in a fucking pool don't even worry."

thus begins Friends With Benefits.

the best sex you've literally Ever had in your life along with the best weed and the best 4am talks and a guy who talks to you like you're a normal fucking person for Once.

Willy McLean E*ts P*ssy.

you pull his hair sometimes

nothing extreme jus a light tug yknow

but it drives him Insane

he Loves It.

he doesn't dirty talk a lot but he's very vocal. like he's not one of those guys where it feels like you're fucking an ice sculpture. he actually like makes noise.

and tells you what he wants.

so it's just u guys hanging out and fucking for like a long time. and it's good. it's great.

no commitment or anything it's pretty chill.

you go off the radar a few times a week to spend time with your son, who's currently living with his father until you get your life in order.

one night, after sex (it was during the shining bc that movie is Long so y'all jus ignored it n Got On With Things) willy is watching you sleep.

he's watching you exist.

he just watches you for the longest time.

his heart melts when you subconsciously shuffle closer to him and bury your face in the crook of his neck.

and he realises that the feelings he has for you run deeper than he thought they did.

he realises that he might maybe a little bit love you.

maybe.

you're so strong and you would do anything to protect your kid and you're not afraid of looking stupid and you make him laugh like nobody has ever made him laugh.

also the sex? 😔👌

he thinks you're probably the most wonderful human being in the whole world.

you didn't plan on introducing willy to your son.

because you didn't think it would ever be anything serious and therefore not have an impact on his life.

but it had to happen at some point.

and one day he gets in your car and there's this lil curly haired toddler in the back in this lil car seat.

"uhh. we have to go sign him up for preschool."

you'd forgotten it was almost august.

willy is really nervous because he's sure he smells of pot and he doesn't really know what to do around kids.

but elias is surprisingly quiet and he giggles along to whatever dumb shit you and willy are talking about in the front seat even though he has no idea what you're saying.

willy falls even harder for you when he watches you ruffle elias' hair and kiss his head.

and elias really likes willy's poncho.

and when you get to the school and the secretary starts gushing about what a cute couple you and willy are

willy Loses His Mind

and he's about say something

but you're like "thankyou so much!🥰" and take his hand and the paperwork she gives you and drag him into the waiting room.

"wh-"

"we are a cute couple."

he pretends not to notice when you don't let go of his hand for the rest of the day.

because you fuck and have been fucking for a while but this is Soft.

and you pretend not to lose your shit when willy picks up elias and you look at them both together, giggling like idiots and realise that they're all you need.

a couple months later, when the pool closes for the winter months, you realise you haven't seen him in a couple days.

which is worrying, since he lives at the pool um-

and so you go there

n he's just

jus sittin.

"hey, babe."

"hey, where have you been?"

"just around. come sit."

and for a minute it's normal. you're talking and laughing so hard that your sides split and kissing (ft inappropriate touching)

and it gets a lil cold and he puts his obnoxious knitted poncho over you.

and he looks at you for a bit.

and you barely hear it when he whispers

"i think im in love with you."

and oh

oh fuck.

of course.

and you love him the fuck BACK

but he takes your stunned silence as rejection, mumbles some garbled apology and stands up to leave.

you run right after him, though.

it's something straight out of a romance movie, he thinks, when you spin him around by his arm and pull him down to your lips by his collar.

"i love you too. so fucking much, will."

that night you invite him to stay over.

"isn't elias staying with you right now?"

"yeah. he misses you. he keeps asking about the poncho man idk"

when he wakes up the next day after watching two and a half hours of paw patrol with your son (he kept him entertained, seeing how exhausted you were, and allowed you to nap.) you're not there.

he heads into the kitchen where you've sat elias down with a bowl of cereal and you're dancing around to whatever's playing on the radio.

and he sees a box of his stuff next to the couch. everything he owns. you must've gotten it from the pool while he was asleep.

"what's going on, baby?"

"shit, yeah, um, you're moving in."

his heart explodes

and he's trying so hard not to cry

at the concept of having a home

and with you, nonetheless.

he's sure he's never been so in love.

but he cries anyway, when your back is turned, when he thinks you don't know.

he Loves You.

[jin-was-here-2]

Ship Questions: McReigns Edition 2

Who In Your Ship:

drives when they go on road trips? do they switch at the halfway point? does one drive there and the other drive back?

It's who ever's less tired or just wants to. It's one of those things they just have to do and want to be over and done with.

Roman is a radio hog no matter if he's the one driving or not.

looks over the menu for fifteen minutes before ordering the same thing they order EVERYWHERE they go? does the other half of your ship get annoyed by this, or do they find it endearing?

Roman's a foodie; he likes to know what all his options are. But a lot of the time he also wants to get something he knows he'll like. Drew finds it annoyingly endearing.

is more likely to get arrested?

...Drew. ...Just... sometimes certain types of people can really set him off and he gets a little... well, psycho. Great for in the ring... not so much in public.

is afraid of rollercoasters? does the other half of your ship try and convince them to face the fear, or do they take a softer approach and not push them at all?

Roman's not big on heights and crazy rides. Prefers the slower stuff. He can actually enjoy those and have fun. Rollercoasters aren't really Drew's thing either way, but he had fun goading Roman on to one once.

"C'mooon. You'll go against anyone and anything in the ring, but a little bumping does you in, Big Dog?"

"First of all, that isn't ''a little'' anything. Second, fine. But if I die I'm coming back to haunt you."

"Pffff. Noted."

shows up at home with a dog unannounced despite the fact they’ve already got three/four/however many pets?

Roman. He loves animals. Especially Dogs. (So do his brothers Seth and Dean. They're all bad influences for each other. When it comes to them.) So what if they already have a pomeranian, two chihuahuas, and a house cat? What's one more cute and fluffy family member? I mean really?

It drives Drew up the wall, because the only one he can really tolerate is the cat (They have a shared understanding of each other) and they always have people coming to their door looking for their bloody animals.

demands that they do date night? does the other person complain or do they go with it just to see the excited look on their partners face?

Roman. He's a total romantic. Mostly for the little shows of it. So the big things aren't something he needs all the time or even often. But there are times when the big ones go a long way with him.

Like they go out a lot, to just be together, however they don't really call them dates. It's just mutually nice. But sometimes Roman's bit by a love bug and wants a date date. And Drew obliges to keep the bf happy because he wants the bf happy.

is the clumsy one whose always tripping up flights of stairs or over their own feet? does it stress the other half of your ship out or do they find it hilarious?

Neither one is really clumsy. In fact, for two behemoths, they're suprising graceful.

*picks the music when they’re in the car? does the other complain about their taste in music?

insists on paying for everything when they’re out? do they fight about it?

Neither one really cares, but sometimes Drew takes it upon himself to be a little annoying. And then Roman will do the same next time to get him back for being a tit.

is the one to quietly suggest they get high together for the first time? how does the other half of your ship react?

Oh man. Well seeing as he has a nice plug in Dean and Renee, Roman. Drew dosen't have anything against it he just happens to not do it. And Roman wanted to see him high sooooooo baaad.

is secretly terrified of horror movies and yet watches them all the time bc its something the other half of your ship loves?

Roman, 'cause Drew likes a good scary movie. And it gives him a reason to curl up to him for comfort. (Which is also why Drew picks them in the first place a lot of the time.) Roman's ok with monster movies; you can physically fight monsters. It's the supernatural stuff that messes with him.

talks in their sleep? does their partner record it and call them out, or not tell them and keep it as a secret so they can keep enjoying it?

Roman talks in his sleep. Mostly loving on his brothers, pets, or Drew in his sleep. Drew secretly loves it. It's pure and soft and for his eyes only. Especially when there are little moans mixed in. He has started something more than once, kissing Roman awake once he heard those.

brings up the conversation of marriage + babies? how does the conversation go?

Roman wants allllll the kids ok. He has too much big dad energy to not want kids. It as to go somewhere. It'd be a long while before they have that conversation though. And Drew's gonna be caught off guard by it no matter when.

has to pull the other back by their back of their sweater when they try and do something stupid in public?

Both have had to. For trying to fight idiots in public. Roman more so 'cause Drew has like zero patience for people's bullshit.

is more likely to pick the other up from the airport with an obnoxiously large cardboard sign? what does the sign say?

YES. It's a dumb joke between them at this point.

Some of Roman's:

"You're evil cat has locked me out the bedroom. So now you're in the dog house. >:c"

"Looking for a tall unapproachable scary man. I'm very worried."

Some of Drew's:

"Here for The Big... Puppy. c:<"

"Looking for my lover. He's big, friendly, and will follow you if you give him food. I'm very not worried."

tries to cook a meal and accidentally almost burns the house down?

Drew. Poor man. Roman will never let him live it down. ...But I mean who burns spaghetti that bad?????

deliberately makes a squeaky chair squeak until the other person flips out?

Roman, 'cause he likes to push Drew's buttons every chance he gets. Rile him up. He thinks he's hot when he's annoyed. ...Especially at him.

falls asleep no matter what position they’re in + needs to be carried to bed?

Roman. He's a very sleepy boy.

They'll be watching a movie in the living room and Drew'll spot him nodding off.

"You better not be falling asleep. I am not carrying you to bed."

"Mmm.....zzzzzzz."

But then he dose. 'Cause he loooove hiiiimmmm.

is the little spoon when they cuddle?

Roman. Uhhhh he's baby??? And Drew pretty much makes sure of it for the most part. But there are times where Roman will snuggle up behind Drew and it's nice.

hates thunderstorms and needs to be comforted for the duration?

Neither one. Storms are whatever.

brings the other breakfast in bed? is it a proper cooked breakfast - or just an old muffin?

Both on occasions. Roman goes all out with a proper home cooked breakfast. Drew was very dimple-y that morning.

Drew went with pre-packaged muffins and yogurt. And Roman was just as touched by it.

convinces the other to go on a hike? do they love it, or are they absolutely miserable?

Drew, but it depends. They both like working out but Roman can be a little lazy or in a mood about it. But by the end he'd have had a good time.

uses emojis in replace of words? does it drive the other person insane?

Roman loves emojis. More so when he finds out Drew hates excessive use of them. It got so bad Drew gave him a limit. No more than two per paragraph or "bad things will happen".

can never admit they’re wrong?

They both have their moments.

lets the dog sleep on the bed when the other isn’t paying attention?

Roman. Everytime he's caught Drew throws a mighty fit. But like the dogs are super cute????? And he wants to be close to them?????

who decorates their house? does the other come home and blink at all the pastel pink and force a smile despite how much they hate it?

Roman's more decorative, but nothing so extreme that Drew hates it. Actually Drew is the one with this lounge chair that's so god-awful that Roman would like to see it burned

is more likely to get into a fight to defend the other?

Drew. It's actually how he realized he was catching feelings for Roman? And Roman highkey likes seeing himself being fought over.

is constantly spewing random facts about absolutely anything and everything? does it annoy the other person or do they find it all interesting?

Drew, and Roman finds it very interesting at times.

is the lovey dovey drunk?

Roman. He gets very touchy-feely. Like more so than usual.

laughs at their own jokes? does the other laugh at the joke… or at their partner?

When the joke or comeback is at the other's expense they laugh at their own joke. It's a hit or miss whether the other laughs at the joke or not.

is competitive about EVERYTHING?

Both. They really bring out the competitiveness out of each other.

apologises first when they have a fight?

Roman. He doesn't like when things aren't ok for too long.

makes the other a flower crown? does the other wear it without complaint or beg not to be embarrassed?

Drew wouldn't be caught dead making or wearing a flower crown.

is more likely to put their fist through a wall when they’re angry?

Either one. As long as it's not their wall. Roman expecially has too much pride in the house .

sends the other memes despite the fact they’re laying in bed next to each other?

Roman. He forgets 'cause Drew, Dean, and Seth are the usual ones he sends things he thinks are funny.

wears the others clothes the most?

Roman. 'Cause he can wear Drew's tops and bottoms. But they basically share pants at this point.

pranks the other on a near constant basis? how does the other react?

They drive each other nuts with how much they mess with each other, already. Only a few times has it turned into a full-blown Prank War. Which Roman is really good at 'cause uhhhh Dean. Drew knows he can't win.

comes up with obnoxiously sappy pet names for the other just to watch them roll their eyes?

Drew. He loves throwing up sarcastic sickeningly sweet pet names. He knows how they sound coming from someone like him. And sometimes he'll say them close to Roman's ear just to see him squirm.

forgets their anniversary

Neither. But we're talking about the big ones.

Roman likes to keep track of the little ones. Ya know, just to think about and reminisce.

is impulsive and makes big choices for them without stopping to think through what it all means?

...Drew. It's something they really have to work on because it has caused a lot of fights. He just gets in these moods sometimes where he "thinks he knows best, and if you don't agree well then that's too damn bad". Roman's used to group compromise. So that kind of attitude get's right up Roman's nose, and he's too strong willed himself to deal with it so they clash.

writes cute messages for the other on the bathroom mirror when they have a shower?

Roman. He'll be brushing his teeth and'll spot the mirror steaming back up from Drew showering and'll write something short and sweet like "love you ♡". And

Then while he's getting dressed Drew'll hug him and kiss his on the head. "You're cute."

has to do the dishes because the other gags any time they stick their hands in the water?

Can I just take the time to say I loathe nasty ass dish water.

Neither really. But Drew really ain't about that life. "We have a dishwasher for a reason."

jumps into the pool without testing the temperature, and who dips their toes in first?

Roman cannonballs without a second thought. He's so used to water. Drew prefers to test it first.

tries to kill bugs in the house… and which one stops them and gets the bug out of the house alive and well?

If there's a bug it needs to go. Preferably with Drew dealing with it.

can speak a second/third/forth language and uses it to annoy the other when they’re fighting?

Neither? If they do they don't annoy each other with it.

says i love you first? does the other immediately say it back?

It was surprisingly Drew. When they weren't at all together or even that friendly with each other but were sleeping together fairly regularly. ...It was a very confusing time. And something that had been bubbling up for awhile.

wins when they arm wrestle?

Ooooo. Oooooooooooo. They're 2-3 'cause Drew just broke the tie. But that's ok. Soon.

gets caught singing some old, corny one direction song to themselves?

Usually it's Roman. But everyone has had What Makes You Beautiful stuck in their head. Everyone. Even big ol' scary Drew.

"...Ar- Are you singing‐?"

"NO."

is forever forcing the other to take selfies with them? does the other person complain every time?

Drew don't do selfies. Or at least not often. Roman doesn't either but they're fun with other people. Drew complains a lot but he does it in the end.

shows up at the others house with chinese food + a six pack of beer when they’re having a bad day?

Roman. Beer and food make everything better.

sends the cheesy good morning/night texts?

When they were apart Roman would always send good night texts. Later on Drew would send morning ones when ever they're apart.

can never admit that they were wrong?

Drew has his moments.

suggests they send out a christmas card together? does the other go for it, or question when they turned into old people?

Roman saw it in movie one year and suggested it. Half for as joke and half because he really wanted to. It'd be funny. ...Nice, maybe? Drew definitely asked when they turned into old people.

is a morning person and who pulls the covers up over their head and begs for five more minutes?

Roman likes his "beauty sleep" and sleepin' in. Hates being woken up. Drew just likes to get his day started.

is constantly insisting they won’t need a jacket before they go out… and then has to steal the others when they get cold?

Oh my god, Drew is the worst with this. It's always, "ahh, I'll be fine". But then not that long into whatever they're doing he'll sit and act like he's not cold, and Roman'll roll his eyes and pass him the extra jacket he brought.

is a smoker and has to deal with the other forever showing them gross photos to try and convince them to quit?

Neither. Ok, occasionally Roman does some jesus cabbage with the boys. Drew dosen't get that hung up over it.

decides they need to go on a health binge and throws out all the sugary food in the house? how does the other react?

Drew did. Once. And never again after. Roman had kittens he was so mad.

holds all the important documents when they’re travelling? why?

Roman. Drew likes to think he can remember everything. He can't.

hates flying? how does the other help them relax before/during/after a flight?

They've done it so much it ain't anything nothing to either.

is more likely to suggest a lil fool around in the bathrooms at a club? how does the other react?

They're both fond of jumping each other in uncompromising places. Especially in the beginning when they were just fooling around with each other.

plans a night of board games for date night, and who plans a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant?

When they do do date dates. It's because Drew knows Roman wants one. And good food goes a long way. But when they want something chill either one pulls out board games.

cries watching the news?

They don't watch the news. Or at least mainstream versions of it.

teases the other one for having a crush on them… despite the fact they’ve been dating for a year?

Roman. Mostly when Drew does something extra soft towards him.

believes in aliens?

Drew. Roman doesn't think much of it. Or it kinda freaks him out if he thinks to much about it. The rare times they're all together and Dean and Drew aren't at each other throats, it's because they're talking about spoopy stuff like that. Roman is amazed every time.

is constantly leaving the lights on in every room in the house?

Neither.

rocks the seat on the ferris wheel?

Drew would have had to really talk him on to it in the first place; he wouldn't be that mean. Maybe Drew would have at the beginning though, when they were enemies with benefits but was just starting to turn into something else.

is a terrible liar?

Ro can't lie to people he cares about to save his life. Baby feels soooo bad. And it's so visible.

is always reading the other their star sign despite the fact they don’t believe in any of it?

Drew. Everytime he sees it in s magazine. He thinks it's absolutely ridiculous how they say something different every time. How many meaning can they have? I mean really.

who panics when mercury goes into retrograde?

Neither even knows what that really means.

insists they watch documentaries to broaden their knowledge?

Drew. But then he'll see one that's wrestling related and they'll end up watching that.

is constantly renovating part of their house but not finishing one thing before moving on to the next?

They aren't home enough for multiple projects. So they'll have one that'll last longer than it'd usually need to take.

uses all the hot water?

ROMAN. It's why Drew is is extra pissy when they have to get up but he doesn't get to the shower fast enough.

"It's all that blood hair you have!"

is the shower person? whose the bath person?

They both like shower. They're quick and they have places to be. But when they have the time Roman suggests a nice long soak together. Helps with soreness sometimes.

is most likely to be unfaithful?

Neither. But if we're looking for angst... Roman might... accidentally... fool around with Dean... or Seth... or something. Maybe there was some pinning on one of there sides. But they were supposed to be just bros. They had some drinks and it just happened? I don't know but drama. Angst.

Bonus:

what is your otps song?

The Mighty Fall In Love by Fall Out Boy

do their families approve of the relationship? why/why not?

Yeah. I like to think everyone's chill. But there's always room for angst there.

whose friends do they hang out with more?

Roman's. Drew don't really have friend friends.

what do they do on their first date? did they have a first date, or did they just sort of… start dating?

Being together just sort of came up and bit them in the ass. They have no idea how or when it happened but they have allll the feelings now so fuck it.

what is their favorite way to spend the holidays? do they go to one of their families houses? or do they create their own tradition by staying in bed listening to christmas music and getting drunk?

They either go to each other's families, their friend's, or just have a little thing for themselves. Roman has a ball cooking special things for them.

what do they name their dog? do the give it a super boring name like allen - or do they name it something like bubblegum princess?

Roman named his pomeranian Tiger, and his chihuahua Tiny and his smaller chihuahua Mini. He baby talks to him a lot.

Drew is just as bad with his two black cats. He just refuses to admit it. He named them Max and Monty.

Y'all I'm bad with names. I donno.

how do they handle emergencies? does one of them crack under the pressure - or do they bicker because they both need to be in control?

They both have a strong need to control things. And it's amplified when things go wrong so they clash there at times too.

how did they meet? were they immediately drawn to each other?

Instant mutual dislike. But strangely attracted.

what do they fight about the most? how do they resolve their fights?

Control. They're both so stubborn and strong willed it causes a lot of friction at times.

Or Drew's refusal to get along with Dean and vice versa.

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