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yenkat101 · 2 years

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Bsd Poly Relationships

25 post event. 25/25. -pt. 2 (Dazai and Chuuya)

Characters: (Atsushi x you) (Akutagawa x you)

General: headcannons

Text type: Pine point

Warning: None (only mentions of killing & some slight spoilers)

Master list

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa

-What do I think about it, If I were to be honest this is a classic among the fandom. I believe I had seen a couple posts on Tumblr that are actually related to this topic "reader in a Poly Relationship with Atsushi and Ryunosuke (aka Akutagawa)" so now onto the question, I don't have much to say nor am I surprised

-How Canon it is? This isn't really Canon.. not only the both of them hate each other's guts but they consider one another moral enemy and imagining them being in a poly relationship with reader.. is a bit hard to imagine.. unless, the both of them do not know about each other but they do know you're in a poly relationship.. but other than that I don't think this is possible within the Canon version.. but the Fandom can have all the fun they want..

-Would the fandom agree with this? As I said I have found post about this on Tumblr.. I think it's safe to say that the Fandom agrees.. Of course there's certain people that don't, but a lot of them has agreed to the point that there's content found about this on Tumblr and numerous other application

-Is this physically possible? Not really.. because we all understand that Atsushi dislikes Akutagawa for how he handles situations in a cruel manner not only that but he has harmed numerous of his friends which makes him very upset and he has a huge grudge against him.. On the other hand, Akutagawa despise Atsushi not only because he dislikes everyone but is old abusive mentor claims that his new apprentice is superior than him in every way imaginable which makes him very angry to say the least.. and finally the both of them try to kill each other on the regular basis, mostly Akutagawa.. but still.. so no this is not physically possible within this AU

-What is their initial reaction when they discover the other? Is a mix between shocked and hatred.. because the both of them loves you obviously, but they never expected that the other lover you claim to be the other side of the poly relationship is their moral enemy that they despise with all their being... I assume at first they thought they coincidentally came into contact until you told them that's your other lover.. they probably fought ngtl. They both dim each other dangerous so they try to protect you from nothing apparently.. it took them a while to accept it (not that they truly accepted at all)

-Can this relationship happen? Only if the both of them are deeply in love to the point that they cannot imagine a life without you.. then that's probably consideration.. of course the both of them will be extremely jealous of one another and try to steal you most of the time.. but in the end it somehow works out (they still try to kill each other behind your back)

-Would they even get along? Absolutely not.. unless.. Shin Soukoku somehow happens.. but no they do not get along at all.. the both of them would be fighting over simplest things.. such as who would spend the most time with you, who got to speak to you, who got to hug you, who got the cuddle you, ect... Even tho Akutagawa isn't the type to initiate PDA.. Buddy sees your spending way too much time with Atsushi then there will be complications, the same thing goes to atsushi but he likes to initiate PDA..

-How did this relationship come about? You would most likely be a citizen if this would work out.. because the both of them are quite loyal to their workplace and they despise their enemies workplace so that wouldn't work out at all... so I believe that you're most likely a citizen.. You came across the both of them and somehow the relationship started.. It's most likely started because the both of them were not aware of who the other partner within the poly relationship is..

Who's most likely..

-Farther explanation.

-something the both of them have in common,

-they both want to protect you with their lives

-the both of them can get jealous easily

-the both of them like suspending quality time with you

-Generalized, the both of them are very protective when it comes to your well-being.. it is not a secret they will fight all the time but the both of them do care about you.. so they'll try to keep it behind the curtains if it does hurt you to see them fight.. there's almost never a dull moment with them.. they're quite chaotic but not as much as "other poly's" that will be mentioned in the future

My personal (my interpretation.. related to my writing "career".. feel free to ignore it)

-Would I personally write more about this poly relationship? I think I'll certainly write more about this poly relationship.. Not only would be very complex and interesting to write about but also for the readers online (I honestly think that certain people will be interested in this type of relationship) so I personally think that I will write something eventually in an event (perhaps, perhaps not) but at least I know right now I'm interested in continuing writing these sort of things after the fact I completed the 25 post event... (I've only finished one is going to take a while) oh heads up about something I'll be writing (is related but not related at the same time)

Since this is technically the final piece of 25 post event for Atsushi and Akutagawa I'll be moving on to Osamu and Chuuya.. but I thought of another way to make it somewhat faster and more interesting..

I'll try to post 2-5 post a day

Monday: Osamu Dazai Chuuya Nakahara

Tuesday: Yukichi Fukuzawa Ogai Mori

Wednesday: Tetcho Suehiro Saigiku Jouno

Thursday: Doppo Kunikida Junichiro Tanizaki

Friday: Ranpo Edogawa Edgar Allan Poe

To you know, speed up the process.. since I have like mountains of ideas to write about but I don't want to quit on this event.. so I might disappear for a bit and post random things while I write about 25 things about 10 different people and then send it all in schedule.. So yeah thank you for your comprehension... If you read this far I am impressed, you deserve a metal 🏅 (please start requesting)

25 post event with (Atsushi x reader) and (Akutagawa x reader) 25/25. 🥳

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btswishes · 4 years

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Love me for who I am now

Bucky x Reader ( Chapter 4)

Previous / Next (5)

Summary: You apply for the Stark internship and end up getting it, so now you have 5 months to make a good impression to continue working with the Avengers.

A/N: Ok. I think I need to calm down with the descriptions a bit. They might be a bitt too much for everything. Good thing this is an experiment and a challenge for my damn bratty authors block. Sorry for any mistakes made, hope you enjoy it even a tiny bit.

Tag list: @vicmc624

Word count: 3,305

Warmings: fights, harsh language, not part of the original MCU

Y/N- Your name

Y/L/N- Your Last Name

40s Vocabulary:

killer diller - the best, amazing

grandstand - show off in a boastful manner

snap your cap - get angry

flip your wig - lose your temper, lose control

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The compound was overthrown by silence, such a sweet melody combined with the sound of the nightly creatures, passing by at such heights. One would be surprised at what could even survive up here, at least the city was just a distant presence. The clock hit 12 as you closed the door of the lab behind yourself. After tiding up you decided to brush over some stuff, ending up just doing 3 more hours of work. Steve wouldn’t be happy to find out you did exactly what he expected.

Your feet tiptoeing snuck around the halls, making sure no one noticed or got woken up by you. No sound came out, not even by your breath. You were expecting to see the glimmer of light from at least 2 rooms, but apparently no one was up. Palm against the metal of the door, it slid open ever so silently as its owner.

“Ah~…” you let out a deep breath, letting your body sink onto the bed- work books and empty laptop bag on the covers under your right hand. Replenishing the oxygen, you took in the smell of the sheets. A mix of fresh, crisp mountains with a hint of floral tones.

Knock knock

Your head came up first, allowing the guest access to your room, before pushing half your body up with hands firmly pressed into the bedding. The hissing sound of the door revealed a head pocking from the side, illuminated slightly by the dim lighting coming from inside.

“Am I bothering?” the female voice asked

“Um no, actually I just came from the lab.” You explained, beginning to identify the owner of the rich voice slowly

“Come over to my room then.” blunt and direct, a woman that never beat around the bush. Something you wanted to be able to do as well sometimes

��Nat!” another sweet note flew into your room, rapidly cutting off the residual command “You are supposed to ask her if she wants to come, not demand. She could be tired.”

“Oh come on.” Natasha looked back at the second companion, reading her a lecture in the corridor “She can say no.” with the corner of her eye she was indirectly actuating you in her favor. Agent habits die…well - never.

“ I am a night owl so if you don’t mind I would love to join you.” Still whispering in case someone woke up, you were pulled out from your room by the two women. It felt like a blink of an eye when you found yourself cross-legged on the soft mattress. The situation was not expected and very much tense for you. Soft tapping sounds of rain filled the room, creating a cozy ambiance. Natasha was leaning onto her elbow - body sideways, while Wanda was completely laying onto her stomach- both looking at you.

“Relax.” Natasha tapped your shoulder. It felt almost like magic when your body did exactly that, well maybe it was since Wanda’s hand flashed a bit. I don’t think anyone would complain about the sudden stress relieve. Compared to your pretty empty living quarters this place showed the years spend. The color of the wall was a warm light tone of dark amber. Combined with the wooden style furniture and small knickknacks, it had a warm cabin like feeling - welcoming. You did not regret coming here at all, now that you were situated. And the rain, the light drops just added so much to this, almost like you were on vacation in the woods and star-gazing with your closest friends.

“So, how did it go with Mr. Always Grumpy?” Wanda uttered below you, attention spilling out of her very existence

“Bucky?” you asked strings pulling a nod from both of them “Thought so.” sighing, your elbows dug into the soft cover supporting your upper body “ He just threw a tantrum that ended up with him almost choking me out on the spot and not in the good way. Fixed his arm though. ”you added proud of the last sentence

“Wait, wait.” Natasha swung her hands side to side in front of her face in disbelieve “He let you fix his shoulder? No, no let me rephrase that. James Buchanan Barnes let you touch him? Someone he doesn’t know?”

“How?” Wanda sat up in a split second, making the bed shift a bit from the kinetic energy applied to it

“Simple.” Your pointer finger flung up positioned between your eyebrows, before pointing at the two women “Treat him like a moody antisocial child.” A wide evil smirk tugged from side to side onto your lips “ I just told him that if he doesn’t get it fixed he will be a burden on the next mission. For someone trying to erase his past by doing good deeds and being useful, this was like a jab to his ego.”

“That…” Wanda’s fingers wrapped around her chin, letting her sink in thought “…that makes a lot of sense honestly. I would have never come up with that.”

“Enough about fossil number 2.” Natasha clapped her hands “Since we will be neighbors from now on, let’s go around and do a short introduction happy campers.”

“I will go first.” Wanda rose her hand beginning “Wanda Maximoff here, your teammate living right in front of you.”

“You can just call me Nat, no need for formalities, Captain’s orders.” She joked

“I mean for me just Wanda is ok.”

“I guess the introduction is directed more towards me.” A giggle rung out “ Y/N Y/L/N, studying in Stark University with a very weird past, that I can’t explain to myself either. Your new neighbor and teammate from what I can gather. Pleasure to make -“ too formal you thought to yourself, it was time to let go a bit “Nice to meet yall.”

You found yourself getting along with the girls much faster than with anyone else in the compound. Maybe it was because you didn’t have an awkward first confrontation with any of them or a choking one.

“By the way.” You lured them back with your voice “Tony said something about me using the gym. What’s all that about? ”

The two turned to each other questioning for a moment, before deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to know what Tony was mixing in his little pot of mischief – had to get used to it sooner or later.

“He is testing an Avengers new generation program on you.” Nat concluded from their numerous conversations about you prior to your arrival or, as a matter of fact, even your application acceptance “The gym is for well, to make sure you don’t die on missions.”

“Ok, hol’ up hol’ up.” Your eyes squeezed shut when your hands waved air side to side “Not only am I a ‘build an avenger’ type of deal, but I will be going on missions?!”

Their non verbal agreement pulling a deep and already exhausted sigh out of you. It hadn’t even began and your muscles were in pain. You got yourself in this mess, you kind of wanted it so no backing down now. Your pride wouldn’t let you.

The rest of the night was filled with jokes, snarky comments about the men in the compound. Natasha had dirt on almost all of them with the occasional help of Wanda. The three troublesome birdies soon fell asleep each in her own corner of the bed, till later in the night when you huddled up. The window in Natasha’s room was the main culprit causing you to ball one next to the other.

Light slowly creeping into the common room and welcoming the men stumbling early for a cup of coffee - drowsy and very much looking like bird nests. Tony dressed in his fancy pjs was quick in his preparations, while Sam and Steve were still waiting next to the bubbling machine, on each side of it. Arms crossed, pressed against firm muscles and fighting the sleep.

“Morning early birds.” Tony teased Sam when Bucky’s heavy steps passed behind the playboy. He looked the most awake and ready for a mission out of everyone. Steve pulled out a couple of mugs and poor the hot dark liquid, passing 2 out to his buddies.

Peace covered them like a comfort veil, sips frequently reminding that time was indeed still flowing and not paused. Boredom began crawling up their spines, when Bruce’s emerging presents lit them up. The need for some vibrancy was soaking into the air.

“What is up with the serious atmosphere?” he asked grabbing one of the cups resting on the bar.

“Something is missing here.” Sam pushed his lips to the side speaking of things everyone noticed “It’s...too quiet.”

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.?” Tony released his grip on the mug, resting it on the table

Yes Sir?

“Where are the rest of us?”

If you are speaking of Miss Maximoff, Miss Romanoff and Miss Y/L/N they are still in bed.

“I know I buy the best beds, but this is a bit too much.” Tony got up and walked over to Wanda’s room, knocking on the door. He waited for an answer, but none was given. His head pocked in just for his eyes to be met with emptiness.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. where are they?” Tony stomped over to your room, which was in the same condition maybe a bit emptier since you were a new arrival

In Miss Romanoff’s room Sir.

“All of them?” Steve pushed his hips off the counter, tall figure stalking after Tony.

Yes Sir.

The door slid open and Steve almost choked out a loud laugh at the sight. The three of you were cuddled up like stray cats trying to keep warm during the cold winter days, waiting for an owner to come and pick you up. Hands pushing his lips closed, Steve snuck in closing the open window. As simple as the action was it released a calming moan from one of you, the space already getting warmer.

“I don’t have the heart to wake them up.” Bruce announced with a cheerful whisper

“Yeah, keep them like that.” Sam pulled out his phone and started taking pictures

“What are you doing?” Bucky’s body leaning onto the doorframe, the newest member to this room-visit

“What does it look like tin can arm?” clicking sounds bouncing off the wall “Getting some dirt on Nat. The amount of blackmail material she has on me is too much.”

“Ok, you had your fun bird brain.” Bucky grabbed Sam’s hand and pulled the phone way from your resting figures, specifically you.

“Calm down you two.” Steve tried to pull them away and out of the small space

“What got your panties twisted?” Sam’s body stood up confidant, clenching the muscles being wrapped by the cold vibranium plates “The Winter Soldier look is showing on that smug face of yours.” The dark glistening skin pushed closer to Bucky as he was almost picking a fight “ Shit, if I didn’t know better I would say someone was whispering them trigger words of yours.”

Sam finally had something to use for revenge, but this whole righteous behavior of Bucky was spoiling his fun. The rest of the guys felt the pressure accumulating around the menacing men “Zhelaniye and Semnadtsat something like that right? Oh wait that is right~...Wakanda whipped your ass clean.” The awful Russian accent awoke Natasha, but feeling the heavy air she decided to wait her time to get those pictures back. Sly one.

The words were loud enough for everyone to wait for Bucky’s reaction.

“Rzhaviy or some shit li-“ the word crept inside your ear together with the sentence beforehand. Your left hand decided that the position it was in wasn’t comfortable anymore, swinging your left foot in the opposite direction. Hands pushing off the bed with a rough creek, let your left knee hook onto Sam’s neck – body hanging like a chain in front of him. Your fingers didn’t waste time to snake around his own calves pulling them up.

“Wha-!” Sam gasped when the heels of your feet pushed his shoulders back – head hitting the soft carpet with a loud thud and grunt. There was no time to take a breath for the poor man before your arms locked the air in his throat.

Natasha grabbed the phone quickly and deleted whatever she could find about herself, while everyone else sat stunned.

“I give- I give- up!” Sam tried squeezing the words out of his mind as he began tapping the floor and your elbow.

“I got the pics Y/N.”Nat waved the phone at you, but your hands began to tighten around his neck. Sam was starting to turn colors his skin wasn’t supposed to have.

“Y/N!” Bucky growled out loud and commanding, shacking up the whole room. It felt like a bubble popped from in front of you, body jolting at the voice.

“Ha?” your lips fell open as your body relaxed, letting Sam finally suck in so much ai,r the covers on Natsha’s bed almost went inside his mouth. Your jaw closed just so your throat could swallow a bit of spit seeing as it was feeling dry, before it opened back up. Sam’s body heat pulled your gaze down to him when you started to register the situation.

“Oh God!” you pulled away from him, apologies spilling out of you, too many in a second “I was sleepwalking again!”

Dumbfound, that was exactly the expression on everyone’s face hearing you say that. You were used to your nightly habits, even your family found it natural at this point.

“Usually when I have nightmares I either mumble or sleepwalk.” Trying to explain yourself didn’t change what everyone was feeling.

“OW!” Steve screeched out upon feeling Tony’s fingers pinch his arm

“I am not dreaming am I? You all saw that too.” He felt Cap swat his hand away sending a warm wave of pain through his limb

“Test it on yourself next time!” he hissed

“I call that sleep fighting not walking.” Bruce pitched in feeling left out “You are trying to tell us you are…used to this?” your head nodded, roughed up hair flying back and forth

“My mom calls them night terrors. Tried to get help for it, but I guess the only one who could help me was my uncle. One of the reasons why I spend so much time with him.” You grinned trying to get out of this mess as fast as possible with less casualties

“I am stopping this now.”Tony threw his hands in the air “I am not awake enough to deal with all this...and that tiny assassin.” You followed him hastily to the kitchen whipping yourself a cup of tea and flying over to one of the seats. The rest of the Avengers followed your stumbling figure out of the room – slow steps, a mix of amazement and confusion, pain for some. Sam sat on the couch pretty far from you, keeping quiet. Your eyes scanned the room waiting for someone to say something or to cut the thick atmosphere with a butter knife.

“Can I take Y/N over from Nat?” Steve was the hero in this moment . Tony waved his hand, swallowing his almost cold coffee

“Do what you want, I am not capable of decisions right now.” The screeching floor yelped under the chair’s feet. Sam followed Bucky out the room, after Tony announced his departure.

“Come with me kid.” Steve’s heavy yet warm hand fond your tense shoulder muscles. Your body jumped and followed the man like a small chick behind its mother. You ran to your room taking a quick shower, a dash of deodorant and putting on workout clothes. Washing yourself before sweating made no sense, but the warmth tended to relax you. Taking into consideration the amount of stress you were feeling for awhile now – it felt good.

The gym was maybe 3 levels before the floor you lived on, information revealed to you in the not so comfortable awkward ride with the elevator. The doors slid open unveiling a whole new world. Stylish…there is nothing you could say at this point but Tony owned it, it talked for itself. Steve told you to leave the duffle bag onto a bench and come to the equipment.

“Have you used any of these?” he pointed at the machines and you shook your head. You knew about them from youtube videos and maybe 1 or 2 gym visits, but saying up right being able to use them properly was questionable. “Ok, let’s start with a quick evaluation of your body’s capabilities.”

With the corner of your eyes you could see Bucky lifting an absurd amount of weights – super soldier let’s not forget that again. You started first with the bar without anything on it, before Steve began adding. You were struggling, which made him know when to stop piling stuff and changing the muscle groups. What felt like 2 hours later he gave you a small break, walking over to his friend to spot him.

A dust cloud swirled around the metal arm before the weights floated in the air. Once more finding yourself eyeing him head to toe – his arms were glistening from the sweat droplets forming onto them. The t-shirt was tightly clinging on his muscles like glue was applied to them previously. His hair fixed to patches of his lovable face. That untamed beard and ice blue eyes made his existence mirror that of a Greek God statue. Fingers tingling around your water bottle unknowingly wishing to touch him, before noticing Steve walking up to you – not before Bucky’s eyes met yours for a split second for who knows what time.

“He is a killer diller aint he.” The blonde snickered at your flushed face, being caught staring. Taking a quick drink from your bottle ,you stood up and threw it to Steve

“Grandstand.” you coughed out at the man leaving him stunned in place from what just erupted from your mouth “You coming?” you coaxed him successfully.

Aside from the small playful teasing Cap tried to play on you,F on his best friend’s back - training was though. He wasn’t going easy on you, ass hitting the floor one too many times for your liking. You could already feel the bruises coloring your skin a midnight blue with a hint of a bloody red.

“Time out!” puffing out the words with the last liter of air left inside your lungs “I-I can’t Steve.” The dull thudding sound your legs made hitting the mat echoed in the big gym. It was loud enough to wake up the dead.

“That is enough for today. You did surprisingly well. Don’t you think Mr. Grandstrand?” a towel flung on top of your head turning off the lights in your mind. With a trembling hand you pulled it off to look at the one and only Sergeant, looming over you. Steve’s words summoned a low groan from Bucky filled with annoyance.

“Hey now, don’t snap your cap.” A type of teasing only possible between friends gone through decades and countless near death situations. The towel was soft enveloped in a calming and nostalgic smell. Having gained some of your strength back, your palms pushed off the floor with a fling. For a moment your demeanor mirrored that of Steve, calmly tapping Bucky’s back and throwing him a playful look, that of years long pals.

“Come on cap, don’t tease him that much. He gonn’ flip his wig soon.” The sentence dripping with a heavy old school Brooklyn accent. No war could prepare them both for this one sided conversation they just witnessed.

“Did she just?” Bucky pointed at you, finger hovering in the direction of your disappearing body silhouette.

“I don’t know man.”

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itseivwhore · 4 years

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Hey! May I please get some headcanons for how Edward, Shay, and Arno would react to their S/O being worried about a college application and whether or not it'll be accepted? I applied on Thursday, and Im honestly so scared... thank you in advance

Heyo @prctectedlegacy (why the cazzo can't I find you in the usernames when I try to tag you???I just hope you will see these,once published) !Thank you for requesting this ;) Listen here,it's normal to feel scared/stressed/preoccupied/anxious about something so important like this,but try to think for the best,mh?For example: I cry. HAHAHAHAHAH,my dark humor and obvious sarcasm apart...for real,teake it easy buddy. But I would love to know if they'll accept you!So let me know,will you?

Also,I noticed that I became,literally from all of sudden,the CEO of comforting people with my headcanons. Like uh yes,feel free to confess your preoccupations to me: come get some you fuckers,I'm here to make you happy with my weak writing skill.

Now let's start,shall we?

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|°Edward°| :

He has been with you through everything,and with him,you passed and overwhelmed any kind of fear you had in the past: encouraging you when others put you down,rooting for you when others didn't believe in you,pushing you do to your best in and for everything all the time,being by your side with everything you had to face.

Edward was always here,with his strong determination and with his endless support for you.

Unless these times when he was drunk:in that case you would have found him passed out,either on the couch or on the bathroom's floor,blabbering things under his breath...but that's a negligible detail.

Getting in that college would have been a big step in your life,the one you always have wanted.But,for as much as you were excited and happy about it,needless to say that you were also,and obviously,scared.

You firstly tried to hide your preoccupation away from Edward,not wanting to ruin his costant,almost natural,'chill' nature,letting him playing his guitar in peace.

But nothing passed unseen under these deep blue eyes of his: nothing.

Finally deciding to open up your mind and sharing your thoughts with him,after he came back home from a pub where he played with his small,cheap band.

When Edward listened to you freely speaking about your worries,he gave you such a big smile and a relieved sigh.The bastard knew that something was off with the way you were behaving,but he didn't dare to touch that 'weak' spot,deciding instead to wait for you to take your time.

So there you were,sitting together outside the balcony of his apartment,in the middle of the night: you softly speaking as he carefully listened to everything,blue eyes fixed in your ones.

Comforting you in all the ways he knew,pulling and squeezing you in an endless and tight hug,not letting you go until you have calmed down.

He might haven't been a master with gentle words and philosophical speeches...so silence was all what he could give you.But,after some moments where he intensly observed you,he found his way with words:

"Why don't you go and take something to drink,mh?" as he gave you a sly wink and a lopside smirk.

"Let's drink to forget our sorrows" he exclaimed before taking a long sip from the bottle you brought him,actually managing to make you laugh.

Jokes apart,after drinking that beer,he became more serious,wrapping an arm around your waist,pulling you in his lap as he whispered to you truly and purely comforting words,genuinely soothing you down once for all.

Maybe it was his low,deep voice,speaking so firmly and decisively;or maybe it was the way he was lively convincing you that you will get in that 'goddamned college' -his own words.

Spending the other days together.

Slow/rough sex for making the stress go away.

Edward playing his guitar in the living room most of the time for you,with you sitting on the couch while you had his cat in your lap:listening to him playing something slow and nice always helped you to relax.

"You will get in that college.If you don't?That doesn't exist,darlin' "

Yes,he does have his own way with words,when he wants.

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|°Shay°| :

Shay was a man of few words,he was a man of action.And,most of all,he knew you way too well:so you possibly and literally can't hide anything from him.

"I have eyes and ears everywhere,little dove,remember this" he said with a serious voice once he started to talk about that almost crucial subject,but the sly smile he had on his lips just betrayed (see what I did there?I'm not sorry) his deep tone.

So you two had a long,long talk,him letting you speak freely as much as you wanted and needed,for only starting to talk and to exprime his thoughts just after you finished.

You didn't had idea of how he could have been so convincing,firm and ardent and triumphant while trying to make you reason:trying to let you understand that you WILL get accepted in that college.

Giving you a severe,yet gentle expression,telling you that you didn't had to be preoccupied of anything.

For as much as Shay was hopeful,he also was very,very stubborn and consequently he made you become a bit stubborn too: you,scared and convinced that everything was going to be a distaster;him,angry and almost desperate to change your mind,wiping off those bad thoughts you had.

He even called Haytham,one day.You heard him talking to the older man one afternoon,and you immediately found Shay in the living room,approaching you as he handed you the phone.

Needless to say that Mr Kenway said the exact same things that your boyfriend told you all the time the other days.Haytham loosing himself in a long,philosophical and almost paternal speech.

And Shay was glad when he actually managed to change your mind,even if a little,relieved when he saw you starting to see and think about things in a different way.

So,when he noticed that you were calmer,he started to spoil you.

Bringing you out for a date in such a nice restaurant,spending the whole evening together.

Sex,a lot of sex,all around the house,comfort sex to relieve you and to make you relaxed.Worshipping you all the time,always.

Giving you his four-leaf clover that he kept wrapped in an old and ruined bag,placing it in your hand,closing them around it.

"I hope it'll bring me luck" raising your almost teary eyes on his warm brown ones,him just giving you a snarky smile.

"You make your own luck"

"And if you won't get in,I will hunt these bastards down" he might have said with a light tone and a vague gesture with his hand,making you amused,but...oh he was able to do that.

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|°Arno°| :

Oh no...

You were convinced,more than anything,that Arno Dorian was a man who was able to read in your mind:he only needed an intense,deep stare at your eyes for finding out what was bothering you so much.

And when he finally understood what was wrong,he immediately...well.

If this man was anything,anxious was one of them.Quickly becoming anxious and preoccupied too,his thick eyebrows furrowed with worry as he sat beside you,taking your little hand in his big ones,bringing them up to his mouth,leaving a chaste kiss on the back of them.

"We can be anxious together,amour"

He tried to joke with a low voice,a bitter smile on his lips,hope starting to grow within himself as he saw the corner of your lips rising up slightly.

He had always known how much getting in that college was important for you.

The young man knew that so well:listening to you talking with passion about it,sharing with him your secrets and dreams;dreams and goals that he liked and shared a lot.

He loved seeing you so determinated and gritty about that: Arno knew that,if you wanted something,you HAD to get it,in all the ways you were capable of.And he was more than willing to help you.

But seeing all that passion,will and hope being overwhelmed by anxiety,worries and pessimism?

It was a big problem for Arno,too: he was so emphatic,and seeing you being so preoccupied just put him down.

The last thing he wanted for you was to be upset.So he tried his best to make you feel in a better mood,rising your spirit up by telling you that he truly and firmly believed in you and in your skills.

He truly did.Nothing fascinated Arno more than seeing how your eyes light up with that ardent glimpse whenever you talked about the things you were passionate about.

Cheering you up by preparing a hot bath,candles lit up all around the dark room as steam raised from the bathtub.

Cuddling together way more than before.Lots,tons of cuddles for you.

Distracting you by walking hand in hand in the city,in the middle of the night,enjoying the quiet and paceful atmosphere as you both silently talked about anything.

Forehead kisses. Oui.

Him reading out loud some of his favourite poems,his hands wandering in your ones,playing with your fingers as he continued to read for you,calming you down a lot.

"A croissant?"

That man makes love,he doesn't just fuck.

Arno was totally and utterly devoted towards you: a romantic man if you wish,a man who always gave you endless support and a man who would give his heart and soul to see,and make,you happy.

~~~~~

Ta daaa. Hope you liked them buddy ;) <3

(Also,a little note: I just hope I got their personality right?Especially with Shay,since I rarely have written something about him ;/)

Addio.

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szivtalan · 3 years

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(re: what color(s) am i?) baby, g(r)ay, fruit, shiney ☺️ 🥰

You’re sweet; I’d like to cuddle you; you deserve good things

wanna drink a monster with me? ALWAYS; your hair is dyed uhhhh sure hope it is, i’m Gay (the ends are black from the previous dye and the roots are light brown/dirty blonde <3 naturally I’m a brunette)

hey buddy are you okay; please take care of yourself; <3

friends?; i’ll give you cat/frog pics; we should steel a shopping cart

FRIENDS. FRIENDS ALL THE WAY FRIEND. I now accept applications for friends, bring ur cat/frog pics and the location of the shopping mall’s parking lot whose cart you’d like to steal. (This is very nice, thank you Jercy!!)

#luminary-child #ask and i shall answer #stealing a shopping cart sounds like so much fun let's pull a jackass shall we

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godlivesonthemoon-archived · 4 years

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@penguin-of-the-heart

CUDDLE BUDDY APPLICATION (accepting)

Name: Penguin

Age: 28

How well do we know each other?: Pretty intimately

Are you attracted to me?: Oh definitely. How could I not be?

Why do you want to be my cuddle buddy? Because I already know you’re great at cuddling. And why wouldn’t I want to be in those arms?

Can we watch a movie while we cuddle?: Of course

Are tickle wars allowed?: Yes, but I feel like you have an advantage.

Are pillow fights okay?: Definitely! And I will win.

Anything else?: As to what we could do while cuddling, well, kissing is always a great option.

Now it’s Penguin to come with a piece of paper in his hand, similar to what he did another time to become his valentine. Enel frowns as he wonders what could be that form today, sensing that he’s perhaps in a mischievous mood. However, he smiles brightly when he reads the title of the paper, eyeing back at Penguin with a large grin onto his features.

“My presence is requested in your quarters, mmh?” Enel asks, while he rolls his arm around his shoulders to flush him against his chest, pulling his hat away to have a look on his flustered features.

“You have too much hope for the pillows fights, Pen, you know how good I can be at beating your ass.” He chuckles, before he folds the paper and places it inside of his pocket. “But alright... Permission granted, meet me tonight to build a pillow fort and convince me that you’re so great at cuddling.”

#⚡️god always wins the game | meme #⚡️peasants who wants my time | ask ic #⚡️hat down and bad attitude | penguin-of-the-heart #; so basically #; it's of course a big yes

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ampersandthenwhat · 4 years

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Your twitter feed before we met

was a landscape of wanted ads

for a cuddle buddy.

My IG feed before we met

was a heap of heartflet posts

about partnership with the heading,

“now accepting applications”.

I don’t know if the universe had a hand in this

or if it was just us leaning on luck

when we matched.

when we decided we might

like to like each other

behind two phone screens

a ten minute drive apart.

II.

whenever I like someone new I ask myself,

“Where did you come from?”

this time the question doesn’t turn up.

sometimes the how doesn’t matter

sometimes the why doesn’t matter

when the what is this serendipitous.

#socia media #words #writing #poetry #poem #crush poetry #cuddle buddy #serendipity #personal #twitter #Ig #poems #tinder

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askbittyerror · 4 years

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Wedding RP part 3

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "...please come out?" they reach for Fresh, pausing long enough to give Greylu a 'please just let me have this right now' look, before offering their hands to their rad buddy, clearly in much need of a hug and nuzzle from their bitty pal.

salty darkness09/27/2020 Greylu pauses, watching his spouse reach for the bitty. He looks away, grumbling under his breath... but he doesn't seem as openly opposed anymore.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 Fresh opens his wings and lands on Bells' hands after a few flaps, immediately flopping over and nuzzling with many soft purrs.

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 He is immediately hugged. Just, immediately. Much nuzzles. "...I'm glad you came. Sorry I didn't really get to talk to my husband about it beforehand- the cutiegoop kinda vanished on me to go grab his friends, I guess."

salty darkness09/27/2020 "..." Blushy goop! "Cutiegoop?"

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "...oh please, hardly the first time I've called you that." The smile Bells offers him is just a bit more collected now, and maybe a tiny bit teasing. "would you prefer, 'my king of starlight and shadows?' 'my starlit king?' 'my beautiful nightmare?'"

salty darkness09/27/2020 Greylu stammers a little, face glowing a bright, bright blue. "I mean- well- I wouldn't be against it, but-" A tendril baps Bell's cheek, gentle and careful. "Shut up."

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 a giggle, reaching to catch the tendril gently. "-but I love that shade of blue on you, beloved!"

salty darkness09/27/2020 The tendril baps them again, a little harder. "And we have a perfectly good honeymoon for this behavior, beloved. At least not in front of our guests."

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 A huff, but offend. "...I like showing you off, but fine. Grumpy."

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 The bitties giggle, staring to look fond, and Fresh chuckles. "Ya'll are cute." He nuzzles Bells.

salty darkness09/27/2020 Despite himself, Greylu smiles, warm and happy. "I suppose we are, aren't we?"

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "I think to think so," Bells agrees, giving their new husband an utterly soft look. "...the people at the shop when we went to pick out clothes for the kids seemed to disagree. but they also missed our babies being abso-fricking-lutely adorable, since they decided to all go running out of the store in a panic like that. you'd think they'd never seen a king of darkness, a lich, and an army of excited toddlers show up to get clothes for a wedding."

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 The bitties giggle. “Oh!” Magnus yells, shooting up, grinning wildly at Bells. “We got you gifts!” “But…” He deflates. “They’re with Huitzi.” The goopdad/grandparents/great-grandparents look at each other and vanish for moment, returning quickly with a wide, flat box, a small (at least for biggies) ribbon-tied bag, and a pair of envelopes. “Gifts!” They shout.

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "...oh?" Bells seems a bit intrigued, and decidedly curious. "Is this part of that wedding gift thing that my friend Candy mentioned earlier?"

salty darkness09/27/2020 Greylu glances to the bitties, raising a brow. Tendrils curl around Bells, grabbing their wrist and giving it a soft squeeze. "...what are they?"

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "Um, apparently 'gifts to celebrate and help the new couple get settled.' I'm not sure about the second bit, but celebrating I can get behind." Another nuzzle to Fresh, before gently shifting him to their shoulder, as they hold out their hands to accept the gifts. "-may we?"

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 “Of course.” The goopdads offer the gifts, Domino speaking. “The box is from our family and Huitzi, the bag is from Flare, one of the envelopes is from Dame and Moose and, uh… we, don’t really know who the other is from.”

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "Thank you-" they accept the gifts, looking at them curiously. "-oh, and remind me I need to talk to that tall red winged dork later, would you?"

salty darkness09/27/2020 Tendrils pick the bag up and out of Bells' arms, carefully opening it. "...remind me to make sure that 'tall red dork' doesn't attack me, would you?"

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "...yeah, that's coming right along with 'sorry our child made a solid effort to bite you in the face for looking at her da funny.'"

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 Inside the bag is a small glass jar that fits neatly into his palm. It’s filled with dried fuschia petals and has a handwritten label. It reads; AlcheLust Echo Flower Petals STRONG APHODIASIAC, USE ONLY A LITTLE Enjoy your honeymoon~

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "..." "Remind me to have a few other words with that man too." They are not. Blushing. Shush.

salty darkness09/27/2020 The goop closes the bag so very, very fast. "..." "Beloved? Maybe be careful with opening the rest. Just in case."

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 "What is it?" Magnus frowns, trying to somehow see through the bag.

salty darkness09/27/2020 A tendril bats Magnus away with a lot more force than what's probably necessary. "NOTHING."

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 Brightly green flushed cheeks, which they try rubbing at with an embarrassed mutter of agreement, opening the box now, and pretending that didn't just happen. "...nothing. if Flare gives you a present for your wedding, uh... be, careful." [4:27 PM] "..." a frown, and narrowed gaze to their beloved at this.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 Magnus squeaks and gives Greylu a reproachful glare. "Me bitty." He gestures to himself. "You be careful, or I go squish. Understand?"

salty darkness09/27/2020 "..." "Sorry. Just, uh- don't look inside the bag. Please."

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "...do not squish my 'new dad.' he' a massive improvement over the last."

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 "It's okay." Magnus says, giving Bells a incredibly soft, fond smile. "...thanks kiddo, I appreciate it."

salty darkness09/27/2020 "..." Greylu glances to the box in Bells' arms, trying to see what's inside.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 Inside the box is a circlet, roughly the size of Bells’ head, carefully cushioned on a small mountain of tissue paper. The circlet’s base is intricately carved from mountain mahogany with little painted Aztec symbols for blessings of luck, happiness, good health and swift victory over ones enemies. Wound around and through it are strands of gold and black metal, twisted and spiraled to form simple feathers and delicate tendrils. Set in the wood and weaving are a pair of opals that shift between violet and gold, two dark, river smoothed pebbles that shine with flecks of neon in the right light and a single turquoise stone, a simple, stylized raven cut into it. “We made it.” Domino smiles softly, the bitties looking proud. “All of us. It was supposed to be a ‘welcome to the family’ present, but…” He shrugs. “We figured this was as good a time as any to give it to you.”

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "..." A soft, soft smile, tears springing to the lich's eyes. "Th- thank you." They whisper. What more personal, sincere gift in the world could their new family give them, than a circlet like the ones they themselves wore? What better way of saying... you're one of us too now? "...thank you... so much."

salty darkness09/27/2020 Greylu smiles, looking down at the beautiful thing. "..." He looks back up at the bitties, tendrils gently wiping Bells' tears away. "Thank you. Thank you all."

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 Fresh nuzzles them gently and Magnus looks to Blue, the whole family all at once overtaken by the sudden intense need to hug. “You mind if we move over to the kid for a moment, beloved?” Magnus asks.

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "Go on," Blue whispers, nuzzling him softly.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 The bitties fly, teleport and swing over to Bells, curling up around and partially on top of Fresh, sitting on Bells' shoulder and nuzzling against their chin, and all just collectively giving hugs and soft little purrs.

salty darkness09/27/2020 "..." While Bells is being hugged, Greylu picks up the letters. He opens one of them with just a little difficulty, tilting his head.

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 Bells does their level best to cuddle and nuzzle every available bitty, while Blue watches quietly, more than willing to give their kid this moment. They still had moments like this too... Their family? Was everything to them.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 The envelope contains a purple and black coupon, a note scribbled at the bottom in pink pen. The coupon is for a free bitty (or bitties within reason) adoption, all fees waived and all bitty items, clothing, toys, furniture, medicine, etc., considered paid for. Applicable at all Fell and Friends Bitty Rescue locations and affiliates. The note reads; We didn’t know what to get you, but we hope this suffices should you find someone you wish to bring home. Congratulations on your union! Signed, Dame and Moose

salty darkness09/27/2020 Greylu is quiet, reading the note. Then he reads it again. And again. And once more with feeling. Then he looks to Bells, clutching the coupon tight in his hand. "Beloved- Odium-"

with-bells-upon09/27/2020 "..." they look over his shoulder- their breath catches softly. "...oh." a whisper, faint, followed by a slow smile. "Do you think, we could find someone willing to be our baby's partner?" There's definitely hope in their voice, if hesitant. "I mean, the babs are evenly numbered right now, but there's no way to tell when the next seed might-" They pause at this point, realizing this probably sounds strange to their bitty family. "...what about your baby?" Blue presses, sounding concerned.

Askbittyerror09/27/2020 "Are they okay?" Magnus asks, the entire bitty fam, Fresh included, making worried noises.

salty darkness09/27/2020 "..." Greylu sighs, taking a deep breath in and out. "It's... complicated. The way guardians work in our Multiverse is that they have to have a partner that they're bonded with- Mea is Raine's partner, for example. Almost all of our children are bonded with eachother, except Odium." "...if they don't have a partner, they... have health complications. And generally don't fare too well overall. As I said, it's complicated."

#wedding rp #part 3

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utsmythe · 4 years

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i should’ve worshiped him sooner

TAGGING: Sebastian Smythe & Blaine Anderson

WHEN: 22 APR 2020 1800

WHERE: sebastian and sam’s dorm room

WHAT: blaine is invited over for a study session

Blaine

Blaine hated finals. He’d always done well with big projects and exams, but that was really only because he was such a perfectionist that he’d spend the hours and hours studying that it took to learn everything. That, and his brain’s natural inclination to memorize facts and details. He was miserable the entire time he studied, though, sitting in bed surrounded by his history of music text book and a solfege instructional, hoping that he could remember just a little bit more about the string instruments used in classic Greek songwriting. Even with his pharmaceutical ability to stay awake, Blaine loathed any time spent studying. Laying back with a huff, he reached for the phone by his pillow, he pulled open his text messages, firing something off. If he was going to study, it may as well be with someone who was actually good company. Plus, he was still trying to figure Sebastian out. The lines between flirting and genuine interest had always been murky for Blaine. This was something that had bit him in the ass multiple times: from the guy in his calc class senior year that he’d fallen madly in love with to even Sam during his stupid, puppy-dog crush freshman year. It always ended with Blaine letting himself reciprocate feelings that he’d made up in his head. He just didn’t want to make a fool of himself by taking anything flirtatious Sebastian said seriously - letting himself get to that place. Maybe if he spent more time with the guy, he could get a better read.

[text from Blaine to Sebastian] Any chance you’re up for having a study buddy?

Sebastian

Sebastian hasn’t left his room since that morning. It was officially the longest he had spent hidden away in his dorm room. Typically he would venture out and hide away in the library. But today he didn’t need distractions. He needed to get this paper completely written. He was twenty pages into the paper now. The thoughts and word were blurring together. Finally, Sebastian could no longer fight his concentration and he stood up to go get coffee. He walked to his little set up and started the French press process. As he waited for the water to boil, Sebastian picked up his phone. His heart leapt when the text from Blaine came in.

[text] Sure, coffee?

Blaine

Blaine didn't necessarily expect a reponse to come in that quickly but the little gray dots appeared. He rolled himself off the bed, pulling his backpack from were he kept it tucked by his nightstand and started to load in the books he'd just been using.

[text] Coffee sounds great. I’ll be down soon

He popped his head into the bathroom quickly, just to be sure laying around in his bed hadn’t done something wild to his hair, but found it to be what he deemed as still acceptable despite a few small wisps of hair breaking free of the gel on the back of his neck. Heading back into the bedroom, he pulled the backpack over his shoulder and slipped on a pair of Sperry’s from his closet. He also snagged a bag of chips from his desk, thinking it seemed king of rude to come over empty handed when Sebastian was providing coffee. Luckily, Sam and Sebastian’s room was only a couple floors down, so it wasn’t long before he was knocking on the front door.

Sebastian

Sebastian blinked as he looked down at his phone. A smile stretched across his face and he looked up. When he thought he was alone, Sebastian twisted around and pumped his fist in the air. Blaine Anderson has asked to hang out with him. Ever since their phone call, Sebastian had thought about Blaine nonstop. Those beautiful brown eyes, his dreamy voice, and especially that fit body.

[text] door is open for ya.

Excitedly, Sebastian hopped over to his things and started to clean up. Frantically, he shoved aside things to make it look neat for the other. He didn’t know why he was doing this. Surely Blaine knew Sams habits AND Blaine had been there before. But this was just Sebastian and Blaine. Afterward, he went to the door and unlocked it before going to the bathroom to wash up. It was then he realized that being inside the dorm all day wasn’t a good idea. Quickly he went to his wardrobe and pulled off his stinky shirt and wiggled into a fresh one. Next was the fresh application of deodorant. He grabbed his tooth brush and put some paste on it before starting to brush his teeth quickly. Afterward, he splashed some water on his face and grabbed a plush towel. He came out of the bathroom, looking down at his watch. He went to finish doing the coffee for the both of them.May 20, 2020

Blaine

Blaine checked his phone in approaching the door, seeing the text that it would be unlocked. He still gave a little curtesy knock, just to give warning, because opening the door and pushing inside. “Hello?” he called, stepping fully into the room and closing the door behind him. The first thing he noticed was the more than welcome smell of coffee being made. More than comfortable in the place, since he came over with relative frequency to hang out with Sam, Blaine stepped in towards the smell of the coffee. “Hey,” he greeted, giving a little wave, his other hand gripping one strap of his bag. “Thanks for letting me come over - finals have got me out of my mind,” he chuckled.

Sebastian

sebastian dressed his coffee and brought it up to his lips. he hummed happily as the warm liquid trickled into his stomach. though, that wasn't all the was making him happy. apart from most of the drools he met, blaine was on a different level. not only was blaine mad sexy, but he had more talent and class in his right pinkie than sebastian had seen in any of his fellow classmates.

however, blaine didn't deserve sebastian's usual attention. of course sebastian wanted to jump his bones. but blaine wasn't meant for a night's worth of entertainment. no, blaine was meant to bring home to his parents and cuddle with on the couch. these thoughts left sebastian in a limbo.

he looked up from his coffee and a smile set on his face. he didn't look perfect-- just rushed. parts of his hair flopped over while a couple of strains poked out. he ran his hand over his head in some attempt to smooth out the nest on his head. "hey killer." sebastain greeted as he grabbed coffee cups. "cream and sugar?"

Blaine

Blaine returned the smile as Sebastian looked up. The other man looked fairly rumbled, hair sticking up in a way that was honestly kind of hot and more than a little endearing. Blaine gave a nod at the offer of cream and sugar. Blaine was the kind of person who could really enjoy coffee in any form, from black to the little possible you could have in a latte, but he had always thought that something a little sweet was best. “Yes, please. Thank you,” he replied. He pulled the bag off his shoulder and let it fall to the group, out of the way for the moment.

“So, what have you been up to today?” he asked, watching the other man set up their drinks.

Sebastian

the way sebastian picked his pray was upon that first sight. their presence would poor warmth into the pits of his stomach as his eyes ran over every inch of their body. in a way, sebastian had always fallen in love at first sight. his head would fill with the possibilities between them; cuddling, conversations, and of course sex. within his experience, two of those three were shut down. deep down sebastian craved it, but he was far to comfortable to open that back up.

however, looking at blaine's puppy dog eyes, sweet round face, his manly finesse and listening to his sweet voice, knowing it's compassion and thoughts were challenging sebastian's want to keep up his wall. he noted the chips and smirked. "what got there?" he asked as he reached for a bowl to dump them in. "i haven't left in about 18 hours. which is about the longest i've spent in cohabitant rooms in my entire life. what about you?"

Blaine

Blaine looked at him quizzically for a moment before remembering he was still holding the bag of chips in his hand. “Oh,” he laughed. “These. I just thought I’d bring over a snack. Doritos, nothing fancy,” he admitted, holding the blue package up a little higher. “I figured if we were staying up, we might get hungry.” It was far from healthy or nutritious, but Blaine had always been a fan of a late night snack that was more of a treat than anything else. “Sorry I had nothing better, finals coming up means lots of snacking,” he chuckled. Sebastian’s reply about what he’d been up to definitely explained why his hair had looked hastily adjusted. No one was going to have it all put together if they hadn’t left the house. “Finals that bad, huh?” he empathized - especially in close quarters with another person, being cooped up got real old real fast. “I have really just been plodding a long. Rehearsing my final piece for my piano class, rerecording some stuff for another final because I botched a chord. And most recently, trying to study but failing miserably,” he laughed. “Hence why I’m here annoying you.”

Sebastian

the way blaine forgot about it the chips in his hands was so cute; it somehow melted sebastian's frozen heart. he stepped forward to take them. "good thinking--" he replied. "don't be sorry. you're my guest. do you like pastries? i have some puffs, though i think they're kind of old since i got them about a month ago. i don't snack too much." opened them up and dumped them in the bowl. he swung around and went to the mini fridge and pulled out the puffs from the freezer. he paused for a moment and peeled back the plastic wrapping to look at them. there was a bit of annoyance on his face when he saw the freezer burn. he cursed the low quality freezer and set them aside. "they have to thaw, but after thirty minutes, it's like sweet heave on your lips. anything else i can get you?"

"it's not finals-- it's this paper." he explained. "it's about 50% of our grade. if we do even better, he'll do us a reference for law school." sebastian set aside the sweet puffs and turned to look a blaine. "if i were living in hell, i'll call the police on the utter mess that sounds like." he commented. "does this mean that i'm gonna be able to hear that sweet sweet melody of yours while you're here? because i can't think of anything better to listen to on a late tuesday night."(edited)

Blaine

Blaine handed over the chips. The mention of pastry definitely piqued his interest. Blaine was a huge lover of anything sugary and sweet. He didn’t indulge all that often, usually too busy to spend time making or eating confections, but he was definitely known to grab a cruller or a scone with his coffee when he had a moment to spare. “Thank you, that sounds really good. I’m fine, thank you, the coffee and puffs are generous enough.”

“Jeez,” Blaine breathed, that was a lot of pressure to put on a single paper. His nose scrunched up as he thought about it. “I’m sure you’ll do great on it if you’ve spent that much time with it. How far a long are you in it now?” In his major, they definitely wrote papers, but nothing quite of that importance or magnitude. He couldn’t imagine how stressful that must be; it gave him a lot of respect for the other man. He shrugged at Sebastian’s response to his own finals struggle. “It’s kind of a lot, but at least finals are starting so it’ll be over soon. Sometimes I think the anticipation is worse that putting in the actual work. Blaine chuckled slightly, shaking his head. “Trust me, it is not fit for consumption. You would not be impressed. I wrote it as a guitar piece, but I need to flesh out more instruments for this final and…ugh, it’s not good. Not yet.”

Sebastian

"got about twenty pages knocked out. maybe you can give me a second opinion on it." he said in an asking tone. he sat down on the floor between the couch and the table. "i've been working on it since last week though. it was not what i wanted to waste away my weekend doing. luckily sam threw that little party, else i think my brain would be going wild with patterns on the wall." sebastian kept his eyes on blaine. he reached his arm back so that it was stretched over the couch where blaine would sit. instead, sebastian directed his eyes down as an invitation to sit next to him on the floor. "agreed, though it feels like it drags on forever. what are you planning on working on? need somebody to write down dates for you?" he asked as he touched his laptop to turn it on. he messed with the mouse a bit and brought up the paper. as soon as his eyes landed on it, his brain started to pound in protest.

Blaine

"How long is going to be in the end?" he replied, eyebrows raised. What kind of hellscape class was this? Though, he suppose it had to be pretty serious if it was being used as a reason to write someone a reference letter for law school. He unzipped his bag and pulled out the music textbook and spiral notepad for the class and sat by Sebastian on the floor where he'd indicated. "I was just going to keep on working on studying for his history exam. So many little dates and people's names I need to make sure I have right... Maybe I can look over your paper a bit and then you can quiz me," he chuckled, opening the notebook to where the notes for this section of the class began.

Sebastian

"i've got about five pages left to meet the minimum." sebastian told him. as blaine sat down, sebastian's heart jumped. blaine was mere inches from him. he could feel the warm spread from the tips of his finger tips all the way down to his dick. sebastian had never experienced this instant turn on. he took in a deep breathe and looked at his computer. this is not help his dick from knocking on his door. he took in a deep breathe and thought about other things. this stupid paper. going to see his therapist. ducks. he pressed his lips together as he nodded his head. oh good, he can think about the sexiness of history dates. "yeah, i can run dates and names with you. and i would love that. i need to know if you'd vote for me or not." he smiled wildly. "how about we run yours first. i think i need a break from this."

Blaine

"Wow... that's a long paper. Is that how things normally are in your major? Or is it just because it's worth so much?" Blaine rested his back against the edge of the couch, sitting criss-cross with the notebook in his lap. That sounded like a good plan to him. He was honestly really interested in what kind of writer Sebastian was. He seemed really smart - eloquent. "Alright, cool," he replied with a nod, flashing Sebastian a smile in return before starting to flip through the pages. "Oh, wait!" he said, suddenly remembering what was in his backpack. He leaned over to drag his backpack over to him and ruffled through it. "I made flashcards!" he replied with a grin, holding out 3x4 index cards that he had created about a week prior with his rainbow set of Sharpies.

Sebastian

"it's for my campaign communication class. you can imagine that this paper is an analysis on a campaign." sebastian said casually. he kept his arm where it was as he touched his laptop to bring up the paper. he hit save before closing his paper. sebastian was still attempting to fight off his horniness when blaine piped up. sebastian turned his head to watch the other. his lips curled into a smile when he saw the flashcards. damn when was the last time he made those? he reached out and grabbed them. "oh, okay." he took the cards and smiled at them as he read over them.(edited)

Blaine

"Maybe it'll be helpful to have a pair of eyes who knows absolutely nothing about political campaigns," Blaine chuckled. Entirely oblivious to Sebastian's internal struggle, Blaine handed over the cards and leaned against the front of the couch again with his shoulder, his body now facing Sebastian's. He knew it was a little middle school to have color coordinated flashcards, but it helped him learn just through making them on his own, so Blaine didn't really have any qualms about what other people might think. And it wasn't like it was a huge stack, just the names, dates, and definitions he really, really needed to know - organized by color to the era of music and the country.

Sebastian

"i'll give it to you for some reading before bed, you'll fall asleep droolling before you're done with the first page." sebastian kept reading through the cards, his horny state disappearing. as long as he kept his eyes down on the paper, he could calm down. his base shook as he concentrated on the names and date. "this is pretty. i love this. your handwriting is beautiful." he flipped over one of the cards. sebastian's smile curled. "this girl is a singer/songwriter and actress, commonly referred to as france's national chanteuse and an international star in the 1930s. unfortunately, she had an early death in 1963 at the age of 47." sebastian read the first card (Édith Piaf) to him.

Blaine

"I'm sure it's not that boring," Blaine replied with a chuckle. He flashed a smile up at him when the other man complimented his handwriting. It wasn't a compliment he received often, except from professors when he'd hand in hand-written sheet music, so it was really sweet that Sebastian noticed. "Thanks," he replied. He looked down into his lap as he concentrated on the words coming from Sebastian's lips. The second he knew they were talking about a famous French singer from the thirties, he obviously know who that was. "Édith Piaf," he said quickly. "Easy. La vie en rose is beyond a classic. One of the first things I learned on guitar, actually."

Sebastian

"it puts me to sleep, and this is suppose to be my life." he chortled. he nodded along with blaine's correct answer. he glanced up at blaine through his green eyes and flashed his perfect white teeth. "leave it to you to make flash cards sexy." he commented as he folded his long legs underneath him. he took a sip of his coffee and spoke on through the next cards. sebastian would add flavor text to the ones he knew (thank you to the french education system for teaching them these things. it pays to be a child in the middle of the art capitol of the world).

Blaine

"Hey, but at least it'll be worth it in the end? Hopefully?" he said, laughing along with him. Blaine hadn't really noticed until now what a pretty green Sebastian's eyes were. It was honestly striking. His worse shook Blaine from the thought, smiling bashfully. "Please. I'm just answering the questions," he chuckled. Since moving in with Puck, Blaine didn't have a study partner in the way that he did with same and it was honestly really nice to just focus on the fact as well as having Sebastian's little add in as they went and laughter when Blaine eventually got a few wrong. "Really? 1856...huh. I don't know why I thought The Valkyrie was in 1860."

Sebastian

sebastian shook his head on the ones he got wrong and placed them in their own pile aside from the ones he got right. several minute passed as they bantered back and forth. sebastian would attempt to help where he could with other facts that he learned in his youth, but most of them he drew a blank on. "sorry killer, that's in correct." he told him as he placed the card down and corrected him. sebastian straightened his back and stretched. "how about we take a break. puffs should be unthawed by now." sebastian took the incorrect pile and shuffled it into the cards that weren't reviewed yet. "i think you got a good percentage of them correct. do you know more about the exam and it's content?" he asked as he placed the cards down. he stood up and picked up his now cold coffee and took a sip.

Blaine

Blaine used the couch to push himself to his feet, reaching for his toes for a moment to loosen his spine. "Sounds like a plan," he said, moving aside so Bas could get up as well. He gave a quick nod then a shrug. "Well, I know it's cummulative and I know what we learned, but honestly, I think he might throw anything at us. But, I feel pretty good about it, especially after that, so thanks." Blaine had finished off his coffee a few minutes before, but reached for a couple chips.May 21, 2020

Sebastian

sebastian went for the puffs and put a couple on a plate for the two of them. he grabbed a couple of napkins and walked on over to blaine with everything in his hands. "if you don't come back with an a+, then i think im going to have to ground you for the summer. can't be putting in this work if you're just gonna bring back anything less." sebastian teased. "i don't think that you're capable of bringing home less than the best though." as he grabbed a puff and held it out for blaine to try.

Blaine

Blaine took one of the puffs off the plate, chuckling at his joke. "Oof, thanks, Dad, I'll definitely do my best," he replied, taking a bite of the pastry. Grades had always been one of Blaine's strong suits, much to his parents' contentment - they never had to bother him about keeping them up like they'd had to do with Cooper. It was just an expectation. The taste of the dessert hit him and his eyes widened. "Where did you get these?" he asked, clear in his voice that it was really good, even after having been a little freezer burned. He definitely had to know so he could get these again.

Sebastian

"i love it when i'm called daddy." sebastian commented with a cheeky grin. he took back the pastry and took a bite out of it; all the while looking directly at blaine as he said it. he waited for blaine's reaction before answering. "at an asian market. and the melted water on it adds to it's taste. nothing is ever fun dry."

Blaine

Blaine nearly chocked on the second bite of the pastry at that remark. "Not what I meant," he laughed, cheeks turning a little pink, especially with the eye contact. "I'm going to have to know which one because these are really good! I can tell these could become a problem for me," he joked. "That's...certainly true."

Sebastian

sebastian's tongue popped playfully as he watched blaine's cheeks turn pink. he held his month open for a minute, showing off that little shiny ball right in the center (just a tad bit off to avoid the frenulum). his tongue traced his bottom lip before retreating back into his mouth. he took a seat and leaned back with his plate of puffs. "you say im a lot, but i think you're just absolutely adorable."

Blaine

Was that a tongue piercing? Somehow that made about as much sense as it was surprising to him. And it was pretty freaking hot. He continued to giggle, even more flustered by Sebastian's response. "It's not my fault. I'm not used to the amount of comments you make," he replied, staying where he was for a moment.

Sebastian

"but you like it though." sebastian commented. "you haven't exclusively told me to stop. does it make you uncomfortable?" he pointed out as he crossed his legs and leaned back. his lips parted, showing off his teeth.(edited)

Blaine

Blaine walked over and took the seat next to him. "It's certainly entertaining," he replied, matching his smile. "No, no, it's fine," he replied with a shake of his head. He still wasn't sure how much of it was serious, but didn't know if it would be weird to ask or if it would just make things uncomfortable. "It's certainly a nice boost to the ego."

Sebastian

sebastian watched blaine sit down next to him. his emerald eyes never left that beautiful handsome face. "well, i can sit here and tell you how pretty you are all day long if you'd like." he passed along as he rested his arm on the back of the couch. he tilted his head onto the palm of his hand. he was starting to get excited again. he couldn't do it. in his head, sebastian couldn't deny that he wanted more from blaine. if it didn't happen, sebastian would break his own heart. he wouldn't be able to stomach that at all. not after last time. his eyes turned away from blaine to the tv. "what else is on our to do list?" he asked. he needed to change the subject.

Blaine

Blaine leaned back into the cushions, smiling back at him. "As flattering as that is, I don't know that we'd get anything done," he laughed. Blaine definitely knew he was talented and attractive on a general level, but it still always made his heart flutter when other people said so. "Is there anything I can help you with for your finals?"

Sebastian

"i'd get to see you turn pink-- i think we'd be getting a lot done." sebastian's smile didn't fade as he looked at blaine. sebastian thought about his classes. with how much this paper meant-- he really hadn't thought about anything else. "i have a humanities course, but i haven't started studying." he admitted. "though i don't see a reason to be studying for it. i have a political ethics course too. but i just do what all the other people don't do." He joked.

Blaine

Blaine shook his head, still smiling wide. "I know, I know, I'm a chronic blusher, it's bad," he laughed. It really was a vicious cycle, he blushed when he was complimented and then he blushed even more because he was embarrassed about the blushing. "Why don't you see a reason for studying? Is the class that easy?"

Sebastian

Sebastian shrugged. “Yes. It’s all logic. Couple of terms but they should be easy. Guess you could help me review my notes. Point out some things.” Sebastians eyebrows lifted.

Blaine

"Yeah? I'd be happy to," Blaine replied, crossing one leg over the other. "Give me your notebook and I can ask you some questions."

Sebastian

Sebastian turned his head to his laptop and grabbed a hold of it to try and power it on. When it showed out of batteries, Sebastian tossed it aside and went to his bag and pulled out his journal. He handed it over to Blaine.May 22, 2020

Blaine

Blaine took the journal. "What page about?" he asked, not wanting to accidentally jump into some random notes that weren't relevant.

Sebastian

"it's cumulative." sebastian told the other. the notebook looked as if it was once slim and neat. it's simple look gave it a look of grace and elegance with it's matt finish and cream color tone to it. now, it was thick and clearly used yet taken care of. from the top edges of a notebook, burnt orange tabs stuck out from it to mark sections that sebastian done. one this particular page, the left side had pasted in an article from the internet and on the left was the analysis of it. multiple pages where like this and what gave the notebook it's volume. on the right side, the analysis was filled to the brim with small neat hand writing packed into their containers, colorful highlighted areas, and even little doodles of a slender figure (telling by the hair, septum piecing and green colored eyes, it was a projection of himself) saying something sarcastically intuitive about the material in the boxes. despite it's dense material, the notebook was something some hipster would post on instagram with a coffee in the background.

one glance and his mind popped with the information. at one point, sebastian had plunged into the facts into the boxes and it all came back to him vividly. of course he didn't need to study, he already had it all visualized in his mind. sebastian hardly ever forgot what he organized on paper. but blaine seemed like he wanted to help and sebastian wanted to prolong his time with blaine. he reached forward. casually, his hand brushed over blaine's has he reached for the second to last tab. his finger curled under the little trapezoid. "here, this one is the scenarios. you can quiz me on these." he pushed to the instance in the notebook. just like the other page, there were articles pasted in. these pages were obviously organized-- a title that was beautifully scripted in, a summary in it's own box and clearly labeled. he pointed to the a box highlighted in a red. "these denote something important." he informed.

Blaine

Blaine opened the notebook and was utterly surprised and entirely impressed by what he saw. If Sebastian thought that Blaine's flashcards were neat then he must clearly not be looking at himself. He scanned over the open page in front of him, cracking a smile at the little doodle that was clearly meant to be Sebastian himself. He was only shaken out of his impressed scoring over of the page by Sebastian's hand touching his and the flip of the pages. The amount of time and organization that must have gone into this? Blaine fancied himself to be an extremely neat person, but this was artistic in how well laid out it was. "Oh, okay... Sure," he said, honestly a little intimidated. He could see why Sebastian felt like he didn't need to study. Blaine started to read off the page, framing the statements as questions for Sebastian to complete.

Sebastian

after a couple of questions, sebastian suddenly had an idea. "hold on, let me plug in my laptop." he said as he went to go fiddle with the technology. once he got it on, he googled sample exams and then pushed it over to blaine so that he could ask those questions and correlate them in sebastian's notebook. sebastian leaned on the arm of the chair and stared that blaine. his eyes focused on him to the point where he hadn't heard the question. instead, he just sat staring at the male's perfect jaw line and sweet black eyes.

Blaine

Blaine furrowed his brow, not exactly sure what Sebastian was doing. Once he turned the laptop to him, though, he understood and gave a nod. He looked through, reading out a question then checking Sebastian's notebook for what the answer would be. When Sebastian's voice didn't say anything after a few seconds longer than a normal reply would take, Blaine looked up at him quizically. "Sebastian?" he questioned, seeing that he was looking right at him. "Do you know the answer?"

Sebastian

"i don't even know what the question was." he admitted in his usual smooth. "all i could see where those lips moving." a smirk played across sebastian. in this moment, he would push forward to kiss blaine. but the block came back. blaine had proven himself not only to be somebody of flavor and class. sebastian didn't want to kiss blaine out of some intangible need of sexual pleasure, but to fill his ultimate attraction to him. it pulled him toward blaine, his lips begging to taste the source of that sweet lullaby.

no.

the word came as a rush from the deep depths of his brain. sebastian pulled back suddenly. his head snapped to the computer. "wow, that time already?" he commented as he reached for the laptop screen to push it down. "i think i need to get some sleep. starting to get tired."

Blaine

Blaine watched Sebastian carefully as he replied. The flirting he expected, with that signature smirk. For a split second it even looked like Sebastian was going to move towards him, maybe to see what else 'those lips,' as he put it, could do. Then, it seemed to Blaine, it was like some sort of switch went off. He must have been making all that up in his head. Of course he was. Just like he always did when a pretty boy said one too many nice things to him. Blaine gave a half hearted chuckle. "Oh, okay. Yeah, I'll get out of your hair," he replied, handing the notebook back to the other. "Thanks again, for letting me come over. And the study help."

Sebastian

"hey, yeah, it's my pleasure." sebastian said. he pressed his lips together and turned up a smile to him. as he took back his notebook, sebastian looked away from blaine. his brain fought every part of him to turn around and continue flirting and mack on blaine. it even went to the point of stripping apart blaine for his faults and echoing them over and over. but sebastian couldn't possibly find those-- even if he did, it possible that they were too small to bother with. sebastian helped gather the chips and things in silence. his teeth clinched together, him attempting hard not to say anything. when blaine was packed up, sebastian handed him the chips. "thanks for coming. it helped a lot." sebastian told him, keeping his eyes trained on other things. he even went to pretending something was wrong with the door, to avoid the other.

Blaine

Blaine started to gather his things - the textbook and notebook he brought, the flashcards... It felt bizarre. One second they were really friendly, laughing and enjoying the company, and then suddenly Sebastian went dead silent. Had Blaine said something wrong? Something that offended him? He pulled his backpack over one shoulder and took the chips from Sebastian's hand. "Of course. Any time." He wasn't even looking at Blaine anymore. He went to the door. "Um, okay, bye."

Sebastian

Sebastian took in a deep breath as Blaine said good bye. He opened the door for Blaine and pressed his cheek to the door and finally looked at Blaine. “Hey, Blaine...” Sebastian paused. “Thanks. You helped a lot.”

Blaine

Blaine walked through the door, turning back to look at him as he spoke. "Of course, Sebastian. Any time," he said, smiling back at him.

Sebastian

Sebastians eyes lingered on Blaine for a little while. The sorrow sunk in deep as he leaned forward to close the door. Sebastian dragged him back to the couch and took a seat. He stared at his laptop for a moment, opened it, and begun his work.

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