#plus it's a big win for the hogs

[theemporium]

37. putting their head on the other’s chest🩵 with john marino! maybe they are out after a game with the team and it’s just fluffy

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37. putting their head on the other's chest

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It had been a rough season.

If you asked anyone what had gone wrong with the Devils this season, you would have received a long list in return. Between questionable line choices, goaltending issues, bad coaching and more injuries than one would expect, it was remarkable that they had as many points as they did. 

And it sucked because they were a good team. Everyone knew they were a good team. They had proved it last year when they reached the playoffs. It was just shit luck that had been following them around this season that made each loss bitter and heavy. 

But it also meant that every win was so much sweeter. When the team managed to grasp onto that flow, when the chemistry clicked, when they worked seamlessly like everyone expected from the young, talented team. 

It felt so fucking good. It felt liberating. It felt like they were on top of the world. 

“C’mon, it will be fun!” 

“John—”

“Please,” his voice softened a little, but the smile on his face was still big and giddy and, truthfully, you couldn’t say no to him even if you really tried. “I want you there.”

“You should celebrate with the team,” you said, because he should. Because after the last few games being rough on the boys, they should be celebrating the win. They should celebrate the six goal win. They should be screaming it from the rooftops. “Plus, I just got off work and I don’t wanna intrude—”

“You could never,” John replied instantly, his brows furrowed in confusion. “I want you there. I’m serious. And the boys love you. And we can leave early if you’re tired.”

The last of your resolve crumbled. “If I fall asleep on you, you can’t blame me.”

His grin widened. “I never do, even when you drool.”

You gaped. “I don’t drool!”

“You do!” 

But, despite the lingering exhaustion from the six day work streak you had been on, you still found yourself tucked away in the booth of a downtown bar. And it was easy at first, to get lost in the drinks and the adrenaline and the giddiness of the team celebrating their win. It was easy to get hyped off their energy, to join them in the laughter and the cheering and the bad dancing. It was so easy.

Until eventually the exhaustion caught up with you and you couldn’t fight it anymore.

You hadn’t even realised your eyes had fallen shut until you felt fingers lightly running through your hair. You had been tucked between John and Dawson, listening to Timo ramble off about some story that had most of the table in stitches when you started to lean on John more. Somewhere amongst the laughs, his arm was thrown over you and your head was lying on his chest and it was hard to fight the urge to just fall asleep there and then with John’s familiar smell overwhelming you.

“Tired?” John murmured, his lips brushing against the top of your head as you buried yourself further against his sweater-covered chest.

You shook your head. “M’fine.” 

John tried to hide his smile. “C’mon, let’s get you back home.”

“M’comfy here,” you muttered, your voice hinting on a whine as his arm tightened around you.

“Promise you’ll be even comfier in your bed,” he said, pausing for a few moments as he watched your hand lightly fist his sweater like you were worried he would pull away. “Or my bed, if you wanna stay over.” 

“You do have a comfy bed,” you murmured, words a little slurred as you spoke. 

He snorted. “That’s the only reason?”

You lifted your head, slowly blinking your eyes open as you sleepily smiled at him. “Yup.”

John shook his head in amusement. “Ouch. Harsh. Gonna hog the duvet now.”

You looked far too smug. “No, you wouldn’t.”

“No, I wouldn’t,” he agreed with a sigh before he began to slide out of the booth, pulling you along with him. He decided to ignore the pointed and teasing looks his teammates were giving him, ignore the fact the boys would chirp him at practice. 

And he decided he would ignore the warm feeling bubbling inside him, instead basking in the feeling of you tucked into his side and the way you clung onto him like maybe—just maybe—you shared the desire for something more than friendship too.

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[vampiricnature]

Hey guys

FOP hcs under the cut

Dev Dimmadome

-has manic BPD

-curly hair (inherited from Dale)

-extremely closed off, emotionally really sensitive but is just really good at masking

-sleeps in the corner of his bed even if it's absolutely humongous

-likes futurama unironically

-favorite mlp character is sunset shimmer because she's "like, I dunno, whatever" (pretty and rebellious)

Hazel Wells

-favorite mlp character is Applejack because she's cool and strong, plus her accent

-high functioning autism!

-will debate people on whether or not ice cream is a food (it is and she always wins)

-usually when having episodes, her brother always helps her calm down, so when Dev has manic episodes she knows how to help him

Cosmo

-Bed hog

-loves slugs for no reason

-gifts Wanda moss and leaves (she loves it)

-very bisexual tbh, also uses she/her on occasion because he does drag 💪

Wanda

-genuinely enjoys Stephen King books, her favorite is Misery

-watches commentary videos about things she knows nothing about

-keeps every little trinket given to her by everyone (one time, hazel gaze her a rock with one big googly eye and Wanda put it on a shelf, and when hazel came over and saw it she started crying because Wanda displayed it)

Dale

-gay

-gay

-gay

Peri

-due to his love of fashion and his passion for helping kids, he's looked into symbols of support (he paints one of his pinkies red to show his support against csa)

-autistic because I'm him and I said so

-clicks his tongue against his teeth as his main stim (it usually hurts the tip of his tongue but he can't stop)

-scared of peacocks even though they're absolutely gorgeous to him. He just hates how they look at him

-loves fashion from all eras, but usually wears 70s/80s style clothing, with the occasional greaser look from the 50s

Jasmine Tran

-likes Katy Perry more than Taylor Swift

-had a weeb phase where she dressed in only anime merch for three months straight

-her favorite mlp character is Rarity because she's slay

-doesn't actually like musicals unless it's Disney or other animated movies, especially if the genre is pop or jukebox (like Trolls or strange magic)

Winn Harper

-avid Justin Bieber and Eminem fan

-tried roller skating but they don't have very good coordination like that, so skateboarding is much easier for them

-loves the "cool s" symbol

-says based about everything they like

-favorite mlp character is obviously rainbow dash because she's based

Anthony Wells

-ADD+OCD

-theatre lover, the kinda guy to like parody musicals (also watched scamilton and sobbed so hard because of how funnily atrocious it is)

-prefers red over blue Gatorade

-genuinely just a really good guy to everyone, naturally sweet

Irep

-Rivers is a vampire. Look it up

-uses gen alpha slang but also outdated trends like dabbing and flossing

-listens to ABBA on a daily basis, literally every night he plays gimme gimme gimme (a man after midnight) and in the morning it's Dancing queen

-only wears platforms because it makes him taller by like. An inch or two

-telle people to commit suicide on the internet for shits and giggles

-genuinely glad Peri changed his name because Foop embarrassed him and ruined his intimidating image

[serxinns]

Who remembers when @thefiery-phoenix made class 1a x scarlet witch reader well I wanna make a part 2 (or my version of it) of it because I LOVE IT and because I want more op readers cause they're hated

Disclaimer: This is a gift for both @thefiery-phoenix and @lady-ashfade CAUSE I LOVE THEM and their fics please go support them

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Yandere class 1a (and some teachers) x scarlet witch reader Headcanons

Class 1a (romantic)

• Your powers are very strong and you knew that you could bend iron, and have chaos magic, telekinesis, Teleportation, energy manipulation, and light manipulation you were so powerful (not as powerful as the big 3 tho) that you got many praises from your elementary and middle school teachers but the other students despise that and called you a witch or a villain despise your past you were gonna keep going and be a hero! With your classmates totally not insanely infatuated with you supporting your goal!

• the class has been obsessed with you ever since day 1 there was always someone walking with you to class, school, and even home, and even when you arrived at home they would always spam text you about your day or did you arrvied safe at home, wanting to spend time with you, you it gets a bit annoying but you didn't mind much or see it wrong with it

• Whenever if it's lunchtime both Bakusquad and Dekusqaud fight over who gets to sit with you and whoever wins in the end both squads glare at each other or one evilly smirks while the other glares at each other

"They should sit with us!" ochako grabbed your hand and tugged you over to their table only to be stopped by Mina "Back off you already had a turn!" Mina glared at her "That's because you're always hogging them *kero*" Tsuyu said with a bit of venom in her voice "Not true!!" Both groups were going at each other arguing you were getting tired of this so you walked over to where Jiro, momo, tokoyami, and Ojiro sat and ate there while the group was busy fighting

"Are you ok dear?" momo asked worriedly while the others looked in concern "Yeah it's just them fighting again and I couldn't take it so im sitting here!" you smiled the group signed dreamily wishing you were theirs, they'll be the one to see that smile "you're always welcomed to eat with us whenever you don't wanna eat with them plus dark shadow always loves your company" tokoyami said while dark shadow was smiling and waving at you "aw guys you're the best!" you beamed unaware that dekusquad and bakusquad were sending a menacing glare at the group your sitting at they did a "we won you lose" smirk

•the class is VERY protective of you if you get a small injury from a villain battle or even a single scratch from a villain everyone is trying to assist you whenever you need something like a drink some more bandages or even carry you to the bathroom they would it's like a competition to them for who cares more for You

•in training your classmates would be pulling you around like a doll arguing about who will be your training partner and at the end of the day it gets so bad that Aizawa, mic, or Midnight had to step in and be your partner while they assign your classmates into their partners they all groan

•When hanging out Dekusquad would always either cuddle with you when it's movie night or a sleepover or whenever you walk beside them their hands are on you whether it be your shoulder, your hand, or even ur waist (if you're comfortable) anywhere for the bakusquad they would always go to trampoline places or arcade games to compete who gets the most tickets and would see who got the best gift for you. They would always flirt with you trying to get a reaction from you whether it be a flustered face or an annoyed glance they'll still be in awe

•Your classmates make sure you don't overwhelm your powers iida makes sure you don't overuse your quirk and tries to observe it Izuku would write down 4-5 pages about your quirk and maybe some unnecessary things about you too he needs to learn more about it he just has to even if it means to sneak in your room for it bakugo would try to make you spare with him and lecture about your skills and quirk and how you should use it safely Kirishima and mina is your hype friend they'll try to hype you up whenever your tryna spare katsuki even try to sneak in a new strategy or 2 but katsuki would always yell at them

•You and Koda have a bond because of animals he likes to about animals he helps you learn about nature and animals and would make flower crowns for you and him. he adores it when a bunch of birds fly on you and starts to nuzzle on your cheek he instantly Dies of cuteness right then and there and swore to always protect you

•You and Sato bonded because of your love for sweets he loves to make all sorts of pastries and if you don't like pastries that's ok he'll search up your favorite food and surprise it for you with a big smile on your face whenever he's baking he always let you be the taste tester he loves how your eyes sparkle and always complimenting his dishes it makes him more confident to bake more and whenever he makes a big batch he always have a leftover portion in a box or bag with a cute bow on top just for you

•Jirou loves to jam with you and makes you hang out in her room if you are a singer or play some type of instrument she will take you somewhere so that the two of you can be alone and y'all can jam out make jokes and talk about your favorite band she would always gift your my melody gifts while you gift her Kuromi merch or plushies you 2 even have matching my melo and kuromi hoodies

•Ojiro would always wants you to touch his tail every time he sees you his tag is wagging like a happy dog! He always wraps his tail around you whenever you cuddle with him or when you walk with him he wraps his tail around you whenever you're out in public ojiro usually hangs out with Tokoyami and Shoji cause they're the only people he trusts around you and he didn't mind he, loves to hold you up in the air or toss you up

•Shoji is like a giant puppy he sees you hurt wraps his arms around you and quickly finds safety whenever one of your classmates tries to check on you or tryna get you out of the fleshy cocoon he "Politely" tells them to back off and uses excuses like "they need rest" or "I'll quickly rush to recover girl (he would sneak you off into his room right after unless u had bad injuries ) needless to say he'll spoil you rotten with his amazing Hands and cuddles

•Tokoyami prefers to be in a quiet place alone with you so whenever you want to study to get your obsessive classmates off your back he would offer you to stay with him just in case you need some quiet time or wanna go to the food court to study tokoyami is a pretty good study/project partner if you get to know him, whenever your in trouble dark shadow would go feral like a wild animal for whoever messes with you tokoyami loves to hang out with you and dark shadow it lights up his world and he won't let anyone take his light

•Hakagure is like a lovesick puppy she would always follow you around ALL THE TIME wanting to talk, talk, talk but you didn't mind it was annoying but tolerated whenever you were asleep or hanging out with your classmates she would always sneak into your dorms and steal your things whether be a headband, your shirt that you never wear, or even a pen (if anyone mentions yuri istg/J 😭) she has a small little shrine for you with a bunch of photos of you, If you love any fashion aesthetic like gyaru, lolita, kawaii core, or even scene you better let her be ur stylist cause if she finds out about your fashion choice her and mina are the MASTERS

•Whever you train them they'll be so spellbound to your fighting and ur quirk heck they'll even hype you up whenever they get the chance cheering for you they love how you'll get so happy but that's cause you to float up to the air (hehe another reference) which they'll panic trying to get you down

•They will never let you go you're the glue that keeps them together (hehe reference)they want you no they NEED you in their life whether you like it or not your theirs

Ua Teachers (platonic)

• Aizawa is the strict but loving type he knows how strong your quirk is and decides to keep his eyes on you he gives you private tutors to try to improve your quirk and studies it he makes sure you get proper rest and if you don't he'll give you detention only for him to get you another sleep bag and fall asleep (the class tried to get detention as well but Aizawa refused) and remember the the class was arguing about who get to be your training partner? Yeah he got insanely jealous and was tired of them treating u like a doll so he pulled u away and threatened them to suspend them if they ever did that again

•dadzawa makes sure ur grades aren't slipping and if you ever had Abusive parents or just bad guardians in general, he's angry now how dare they hurt his favorite student as much he wants to kill them he reminds himself that he's a pro so he can't but he'll do a little blackmail to make your guardians disown you so he can have custody of you nobody is gonna treat you like that and he'll sure of it after all you are his favorite student

•Mic is like the overprotective clingy type he always wants you near him he even assigned your seat at the top so he can see his little witch whenever you try to spare mic always gets you to win just so he can see that smiling face he likes a fun whenever your feeling overwhelmed or using ur quirk too much he quickly stops what he's doing and immediately takes you to recovery girl crying thinking you're gonna die mic is like an uncle or a cool dad to you he always spoils you whenever he gets the chance like giving you breakfast from your favorite fast food place (you never told him our favorite fast food place) he teams up with Aizawa to also learn about this quirk of yours

•Hes so spellbound by your quirk that he always praises you for it he always loves to see how you train and how you work he's extremely protective about ur clothes he doesn't care if ur showing an inch of your stomach or even ya knee caps anywhere above your knees is off limits unless your wearing tights other then that it'd a no-no for him he doesn't wants those filthy perverts look at his listener or they will be consequences~

•Midnight is like ur aunty or ur momma she would always take you out shopping making you wear the most fashionable clothes or take you to cute little cafes she calls it mother-daughter/son/child dates after school she would never whip you with her whip she can stand her little moonbea (hehe another reference) getting hurt she whenever your bad or fall asleep in her class she gives you detection only for you to get a free cuddle session with midnight (and to piss off aizawa)

•Midnight is also very worried about ur quirk what if your quirk hurts you what happens if you use it too much that you'll die? She gets all these thoughts that make her almost cry so she lets you skip out training a bit but aizawa and Mic would yell at her to stop but she has tricks on her sleeve

More characters I wanted to make a hc of but is too lazy

Hawks would be a big brother type of yandere

Nezu is ur rich uncle

Fatgum would be the fun uncle

Vlad king would be your strict uncle

Mount Lady would be ur cool aunty

All might is your favorite grandpa

And endeavor just wanna go home

[writerofadream]

Fortune favors the Bold ⛓

TDI!Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader ⛓

Chapter Twenty: Welcome back to traumatized kids weekly, I'm your host-

(Just so you know Duncan is totally the Harley Quinn to ur Ivy <3)

You and Duncan were standing outside the outhouse looking at in mild humor. Leshawna walked up to you two. “Geoff sure misses Bridgette since she got kicked off, huh?” She asked, putting a hand on her hip.

The blonde was singing his heart out rather loudly in the outhouse. “Yeah, he’s weak.” Duncan muttered. You gave him a glance and he blushed. “Different when it’s you darlin’.” He whispered, kissing your forehead. 

A good chunk of the campers were playing frisbee, Heather and Lindsay were sunbathing on the docks. But your attention kept getting pulled to the outhouse nearby. Duncan called all the boys to the outhouse claiming he wanted to comfort the blonde. Gwen raised an eyebrow at you leaving along with them. 

She called you over, and you skipped over to the black haired girl, and asked “Whatever is the matter?” You asked, and the girl gave you a look as if she was trying to calculate your movements.

“Why are you going with them? It’s an all boys alliance.” She pointed out. You looked her up and down before smiling “I’d like to see you pull me out of Duncan’s eyesite.” She looked over your head and sss that even now Duncan was staring at you with a curious head tilt.

“Fair.” She muttered and let you go. 

You all arrived at the outhouse and Owen scooped Geoff in a big bear hug. “Voting Bridge off was a strategic move, mate. Plus she was reeking.” Duncan laughed, crossing his arms. 

“So, are you in?” He turned his hand into a fist and set it in the middle of them all. You set your hand on top of his without a thought. Slowly, everyone else set their hands on top of the two. “You in, Geoff?” You raised an eyebrow. The boy looked at all of you nervously. “I don’t know, girl. Going on without Bridge-” he sniffed the air. “Is that bacon?” He questioned and began running. “Aw man did I miss breakfast?” He groaned, chasing after the smell.

Duncan chuckled, shrugging. “Looks like Geoff is in.” You rolled your eyes punching his shoulder. Suddenly the intercom let out a high pitched squeal of feedback and you covered your ears groaning. The alarms at juvie were JUST like that and they’d go on, and on, and on, in a never ending cycle.

“Morning campers! The next challenge awaits you at the arts and craft center.” Duncan still had his hands around his ears, and he still had his hands around his ears once you walked over to the arts and craft center which in all reality was a shed. “More like the arts and junk-center.” You muttered, crossing your arms. “You’d actually be correct, sweetheart. It used to be an outhouse.” Chris smiled, giving you a pat on the head much to Duncan’s annoyance. 

“But now it's just where Chef parks his road hog.” The man shrugged and opened the shed door revealing a beautiful bike. “What a beaut.” Duncan said in amazement. “Reminds me of the bike you rigged up in second grade, baby.” You commented and Duncan stared at the bike a moment longer before agreeing. “Yeah it even had the flames you painted.” He pointed out. 

“Which brings me to our challenge! Rigging up your own wheels.” Chris smiled once he saw your eyes light up. This challenge he had made for you. “Yes, hot rods!” Owen scooped both DJ and you up, hugging you to his chest.

You groaned trying to shove the blonde's arm away, and Duncan sent him a withering glare which quickly made Owen drop you. “You’ll find all the parts you need in the bike depot.” Chris pointed at a pile full of bike parts and there were murmurs of “Bikes?”

“Anyways, whoever builds the best bike using tricks and props from the arts and crafts center wins. To prove I’m a nice guy I’ll throw in a manual.” Chris threw a manual to Heather before he drove off in his four wheeler. 

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You smiled at the outhouse camera and clapped to yourself. “This is a challenge I can get behind. Before Duncan’s brothers left him, the older ones showed me how to rig my first engine.” You smiled wide. 

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“So what do you need, darling. I say you rig up the engines for our bikes, then I build the bikes, and then we go whatever we want for the touch ups?” Duncan leaned on his right leg. “You got a lighter on you?” You asked suddenly. He smiled and showed you the various ones that were in different places on his body. In total there were six.

“Okay I’m going to need you to dismantle at least two of those for the fluid, and then I think I can get to work.” You smiled, putting your hands on your hips. Duncan was always fiddling so before you even finished your sentence the two lighters were dismantled and he gave you two medium sized containers full of an amber liquid. 

You snatched the liquid and took big scraps of metal before you disappeared with a wide smile on your face. “Your girl concerns me.” DJ commented absentmindedly. “Oh she should. But this is nothing, have you ever seen a three year old girl have access to fire and metal? It is chaos on steroids. Man, I miss my brothers.” Duncan laughed jumping into the pile of metal building your guys bikes.

—

Somewhere in New Jersey

A bunch of black haired boys sat in a large group huddled around the TV. “I still can’t believe the idiots finally realized they liked each other, god you remember when they were like six and held hands everywhere they went. I think James literally heard wedding bells.” The oldest one complained, running a hand down his face.

 “Oh I a hundred percent did, and the way he looked at her when she was screaming at Mick for taking her welding privileges.” James, the forth eldest one laughed and Mick stood up from his seat. “She burns down your office at work then we can talk.” He pointed a finger at his brother.

The seven brothers began arguing over who was in the wrong. 

The four girlfriends and three boyfriends stared at their respective partners in utter disbelief. “Someone make a mental note, let’s all just date each other next time.” Rachel took a chug of her champagne. “At least they’re pretty.” Joey sighed, staring at the still arguing siblings. “Pretty people get away with so much.” Ross signed into his palm, as all the girls chimed in agreement. 

(Yes, there was a Phoebe and a Chandler, and yes they get comments on it all of the time) 

—-

To be honest? The three boys had very little faith in you coming back with two working engines. But sure enough you came back, with two working engines. Who cares if up and down your arms were nearly pitch black? Duncan smiled at your expression and met you halfway to pick up his engine to help with the weight.

“So how much of the forest is burnt?” He asked pecking you on the lips before you could stop him. “Well hello to you too, babe, and a good twenty-five percent of it.” You blushed rubbing the back of your neck. He laughed, and gave you a side hug. 

“Not bad.” He smiled. 

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As Duncan held your bikes up, and you began rigging the engines to the said bikes. Owen asked “So what was your first time riding a bike like, guys?” He asked after he had pumped up his enormous tire.

“Oh you should’ve seen, Duncan, he wiped out so bad his entire collarbone came out of his skin, so you could poke it.” You laughed getting a smear of oil on your hands and you wiped it on your pants which were already covered in the black substance. 

“Not like your any better, sweetheart. After my brother Jimmy taught me how to ride a bike, he taught Y/N, and she flipped off the bike so far that she crashed straight through my oldest brother's room and you know, that's how we found out he was gay.” Duncan laughed when he saw how red you had turned and were shying into his chest now. 

“Oh. So you walked on his brother and some dude-” you cut off Geoff with an embarrassed nod. Duncan laughed, rubbing your shoulders before shrugging. “Anyway, she broke her leg and shoulder blades which is fun.” He teased before the rest of the boys went on about their experiences. 

—

Somewhere in New Jersey

“OH MY GOD THAT'S HOW THEY FOUND OUT YOU WERE GAY?”

“Oh I’m going to kill myself.”

“Please do, when you're at it feel free to kill me too.”

—-

The entire day was spent messing with your bikes. After you had finished rigging up Duncan’s bike he went to work on hot gluing things in it. Then you went to work on yours. 

Your bike had a dark purple body and dark green handles which reminded you a lot of the joker, and you knew your boyfriend did that on purpose. 

Your ten years old

A week before Halloween that year you had watched the Joker and for fun wondered: hm I wonder if I could use my glow-in-the-dark makeup to make a cool joker-like face for a costume. So you decided to try out your idea, but you didn’t trust your judgment so you decided that when you were done you’d go over to Duncan’s house and see what he thought. 

After you were done and in his house, you waited for an hour in the dark of his room since you had a headache. Duncan was a bit late from school because he had a double detention, and you had only had one much to your fathers surprise. When Duncan walked into his room he saw a glow in the dark smile sitting on his bed fast asleep. 

You woke up to an eleven year old Duncan shrieking like a little girl much to your amusement. 

Your hands flew over your bike and in no longer than ten minutes, the engine was up and purring like a little feline. Owen clapped, impressed. “How are you gonna decorate?” Geoff asked, since he had finished his first and was how you say… bored out of his mind.

“Good question, any suggestions?” You raised an eyebrow hoping for a suggestion. You saw a lightbulb go off in the surfer's mind and knew right away you had asked the right person. “Now that you mentioned it, dudette… I got a few ideas on how we can spice up your ride.” He smiled clearly, brainstorming.

—

Two hours later there your bike stood before you, it looked like a slightly skinnier version of the one you had back in… oh shit what state was it in last-

Anyways, the bike had kept its color, there was a bottle of poison as the hood ornament, barb wire ran itself down the spine, dark red rope was tied on the handlebars, but there were no petals. “Hey dudette? I think you're missing something.” The blonde pointed out.

“Mm, I don’t think so.” You smirked and gave the boy a hug for his help. “Thank you, I’m not exactly the best when it comes to making things look pretty.” which quickly earned an objection from your loving boyfriend. “Uh- then how do you look hot every day?” You flipped him off causing him to smile.

Geoff smiled “Of course, man. You and Bridgette were close and anything for her.” He said and ruffled your hair before walking away. 

You went over to Duncan who was sitting on bike, testing it out. “Maybe they’ll call you Poison Ivy.” He laughed but quickly shut up once you kissed him. “Will you be my Batman then?” You whispered, touching his forehead with yours. “Ugh, I don’t wanna be the good guy,” he complained as you jokingly gave him a glare. 

“Can we be Punch and Jewlee instead?” You smiled at that. Punch and Jewlee were like a much less toxic-version of Harley and Joker. They had alien tech, loved each other like crazy, and were also criminals who dressed up like circus acts yadda yadda yadda.  

“Mm, yeah I think I’d be alright with that.”

“Couple costume for Halloween: unlocked.” 

—

After you had gotten through the first challenge, which resulted with you and Duncan getting into the next one. You noticed something, your engine wasn’t starting, you bent on a knee and opened up the panel that let you see inside, you noticed wads and wads of gum stuck in there. Your eyes flickered upward to Heather and you growled, she had your bike last. 

There was a knife in your hand in an instant and you had thrown it straight at her head which she just barely dodged. You tackled her before she could scream and held a different knife at her throat.

“I swear to GOD, I’m going to cut out every pearly white of yours so you’ll never be able to chew gum again,” you yelled at her. Chris stared at you with an amused expression. “Is it bad that I find this hot?” Izzy who had reappeared shook her head up and down very quickly, even though she was still smiling.

My parents gave me to the wolves when I was very young

By wolves I meant child-acting

I learned a lot of things from doing it though!

I learned which side of me looks better, the best way to lose weight, my favorite was how to combat vicious predators by beating them down, and one more thing.

TV producers are almost always predators.

-Izzy’s yearbook quote 

Izzy was worried about you, she was always worried about you. The way Chris touched you, the way he looked at you, was not alright. 

What she didn’t like whatsoever, was that Duncan didn’t do anything, you didn’t do anything, it was as if Chris had something he held over you both bending you to his very will. She despised that man, he was so much like her mother, so willing to let people get hurt for their own gain. 

Evil, Chris McLean reeked of pure and utter evil.

Duncan pulled you off of Heather and forced you to walk away. Not before Chris grabbed your wrist, and smiled. “I’d love it if you do that to me, sweetheart.” He winked and you ripped your arm out of his grasp, and you were about to start screaming at Chris, god there was nothing you wanted more than to scream at Chris. Duncan slipped his hand over your mouth before he glared at Chris and stalked off dragging you with him. 

Heather won, she pushed Lindsay under the bus though, god she should be happy you weren’t there, you honestly probably would’ve shot her dead. Owen wiped out so bad it’s not even funny. 

But what all the fans were more focused on was what was happening in the Screaming Bass cabin. “Y/N what the fuck was that!” Duncan pushed you inside of the cabin and closed the door behind him. He forgot about the cameras, you both were going to pay for that mistake.

“Heather sabotaged my bike, I’d like to see her do something for once in her life.” You yelled yanking at your hair. “Then there’s fucking Chris who is actually going to get shot by the end of the season if he doesn’t learn to keep his hands to himself.” You wanted to scream, sob, shoot something, fuck something, god emotions suck absolute ass. 

“Y/N, he has us here for however long he wants us here. Don’t you get it? If we screw up, even one time, we’re done, dead, we get life in jail before we can blink.” Duncan anxiously paced in the cabin.

“You are not the one getting groped by him, Tarun, there has not been a single breakfast where he hasn’t touched me, and personally I’d like a shower-“ Duncan cut you off with a glare and a menacing tone. “Do not forget that I’m under his reign here as well, sweetheart. He’s got creepy ass interns that will not relent.” Duncan’s eyes had bags under them, your eyes had bags under them. 

—

Somewhere in New Jersey

“How far away is Canada?”

“I already booked us a flight.”

—

You wrapped your arms around Duncan and held him tight. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I thought I could protect us. You deserve to have a period in your life where someone is not constantly hurting you.” You whispered against his chest. He sighed and slowly wrapped his arms around you.

“I mean New York was pretty fun. We did nothing but hit bars, sing, and get drunk.” He admitted quietly. “Move to New York?” You held up your pinkie finger. “Yep.” He linked his finger with yours and you sighed.

“This is just not our week is it, princess?” He whispered, putting his chin on top of your head. “Well you better be prepared for a very outta control me after tonight.” You muttered with a slight chuckle. “I’m glad we’re both so traumatized we keep grieving to a one day thing.” He laughed. 

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—-

Three moments the cameras do not show

Breakfast that morning: 

You smiled at Chef and had been asking him about his day, and how his two little twin girls were doing. When you heard an all too familiar whistle. “Hey sweetheart, how’s my favorite killer?” Chris pressed himself against you to grab an apple out of the fruit bowl in front of you. You stared at a point behind Chef Hatchet, your body going extremely tense. “I’m doing wonderful, Chris.” You forced a smile upon your face. He laughed and walked away.

Chef sighed. “Sorry kid.” He muttered. “It’s whatever.” You walked back over to your table and sat down next to Duncan as still as a rock. Duncan sighed, he knew better than to touch you. “I’m sorry, I am so sorry.” He whispered. You nodded curtly and felt the urge to vomit somewhere.

When Duncan was waiting for you to use the restroom:

A redheaded intern with extremely curly hair had stalked up to Duncan from his perch by the bathroom door, whistling. “Hey cutie.” She giggled and grabbed his arm much to his annoyance. “Woah you have such strong muscles, and you're so handsome.”

God, he wished he could pretend it was Izzy. At least then he could force himself to believe it was just a teasing sister-friend thing. But Izzy’s not like this, Izzy’s sweet and she makes you smile so that makes her terrific in Duncan’s eyes.

But there is nothing sweet about this internship. The way she looks at Duncan makes him shudder, the way she touches Duncan makes him want to burn his clothes, the way she describes how’d she get rid of you makes him want to kill her.

There is nothing safe about women.

There is nothing safe about men.

That night: 

You had wanted to take another shower since you had gotten oil all over your hands and arms, so before you went to bed you had skipped over to the communal showers. But you had forgotten your PJ’s, which didn’t really bother you.

The other girls typically didn’t bring their clothes to the showers but you just wanted to get dressed as well as do your business one last time. As you had stepped out of the shower and quickly wrapped a towel around your body you stepped out of the showroom and began the short walk back to your cabin. You were almost there before you had seen Chris, your stomach twisted into knots.

“Ooh you look beautiful, babe. Any chance I could get you to drop the towel?” The producer begged. You grinned weakly. “You wish, hun.” You continued walking, but you felt a tug at the base of the towel, and suddenly it was on the floor. You turned neon pink and picked it up. “What a beautiful girl.” Chris winked and you realized he had done that. Your eye twitched as he left.

Duncan was not doing well either. He was waiting for you on the porch of the cabins, he was lacking a shirt, and was wearing his shorts like he typically did. Since he was bored because you seemed to be taking longer than you usually do, he began doing some push ups, but suddenly there was a large flash and a ton of giggles, his eyes flickered to the sound and saw a bunch of interns each holding cameras and each blushing, running away. 

\His stomach swooped and he went into the girls side of the cabin and grabbed his sweatshirt off your bed and was pulling it over his back by the time you had arrived.

Duncan noticed your eyes were red, clearly from crying. You sat down on the swinging chair beside him. “I hate adults.” You whispered, clutching the towel to your body as if it was a shield. Duncan felt violated from those interns.

“Lucky you, I hate the interns so I guess we must be perfect for each other.” He joked, but you felt Duncan’s heart twist into knots just like your own. 

His heart was just like your own. 

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tagged: @lostsomewhereinthegarden

[ccfever]

the fear of cc losing her touch is terrifying, and it feels irritational because logically, she'll come out of this slump eventually, but it's still like girl ... do you stay and try to turn the team around OR just pull a kobe and have 24/7 ball hog and stat hungry allegations until you can get a trade? the latter sounds horrible, essentially giving up on the team to serve yourself, but we're exploring all options at clark headquarters im afraid 😭

i trust her to figure out the answer that will help the team win. and in order for this team to win they need her to be a superstar. she’ll figure it out like all the greats do, my faith extends to that much. her game is not being a ball hog and saying fuck you to everyone else. her game is having elite court vision and shooting. setting up her teammates for success, and therefore setting the team up for success. these things will come in time, as she grows into the league. i know it’s scary because as much as we hype her up and say she’ll be amazing we’re also aware that the transition from college to the pros is tough and not everyone makes it out fine. jimmer fredette comes to mind lmfao

but the difference is the fact that cc isn’t just a one-dimensional player. and watching the games... a lot of the problems they’re having isn’t because she’s not as advertised. i just want to see her play her game in this level. if she struggles with it that’s fine, but please let her be her. i don’t think a coach will be enough to change who she is. mark jackson didn’t change who steph curry is. the greats know what makes them great. we need to trust her to do that much.

people need to understand that cc isn’t just this kid who’s wide-eyed about everything... she’s a competitor with a crazy feel for the game. if she knows sides isn’t using her right, or that she isn’t playing to her strengths, i believe she will be the first one to know that. and definitely the first one to do something about it.

this is what makes things exciting for me. i want to see how she’ll respond. this is her moment, and this is what separates the good players from the great players. let’s see what she does. it’ll definitely take more than two regular season games to get her feet wet, but i’m somewhat glad we’re getting this out of the way. it’s much better than living in an illusion for the first half of the season only to get the illusion shattered and get humbled around the middle of it.

one of the reasons why i’m such a big cc fan is her mentality and maturity. if those things are present... plus the amazing support system she has.. i don’t think one shitty coach is enough to make or break her. she’ll figure it out or die trying. she seems like the type. i’ll be around to watch her do just that

[bbugsy]

I think we’d all love to hear some of your headcanons for polystars if you’re down to share 😍

hi 👁👁👁 yes oh my god okay okay okay,

I have a LOT to say about these bugs so sit tight,

okay so not only do Jill and Chris have to make normal human appointments for Wesker because he refuses to believe he needs check ups just because he’s immortal, but they also have to teach him about niche holidays that he’s never even heard of before,

Like, for example, April Fool’s Day,

since Wesker never had a normal childhood and was raised by Umbrella, I assume he’s never partaken in mortal holidays (he’s heard of Christmas and Halloween but he’s never had the time to pay attention to any other holiday that makes a relatively quiet passing),

I also hc that Wesker often forgets about just how bizarre it is to walk away unbothered when fatally injured,

fall off a skyscraper ? “Annoying.”

hand stuck in a meat grinder ? “Messy.”

legs get chopped off ? “These are going to take at least a week to regrow !”,

Wesker’s the little spoon, idc, I don’t make the rules, even though Jill’s much more squishable, she and Chris love sandwiching the older man on the couch or in bed, petting him and listening to him purr (yes he purrs)

Chris and Jill are chaotic slobs (they’re aren’t lazy per se, they’re just bad at taking care of themselves) but Wesker lovesss keeping everything clean… he secretly loves cleaning up their messes, it gives him something to occupy his mind for a few hours a day when Chris and Jill are at work/on a mission, plus he likes taking care of his working lovers, he’s very proud of them and likes to makes sure they’re taken care of properly, after all, nobody else could take care of them like he does, right ?

oh and to answer the mario kart questions, Jill plays Yoshi and always wins, Chris plays Bowser or Wario and is always in last place falling off of stuff, and Wesker is a tryhard who gets genuinely mad at getting anything other than first place (he also strictly plays Peach)

Wesker can’t cook, Chris can cook since he has experience from having to raise Claire by himself, and he LOVES feeding Wesker… Wesker usually doesn’t eat much (not only from being a tyrant but also because he was raised being fed through a tube or at the very least, plain bread and curds) and yes, Wesker loves everything Chris makes him… not that he’d say it out loud too much…

Jill bakes (not well) and Chris and Wesker have to pretend to like everything she bakes, she means well and she’s super passionate in the kitchen so they’d feel bad turning her down… Wesker does subtly give her tips on how to improve… but she usually ignores them LMAO, they will still eat all of what she makes for them though <3

Wesker is surprisingly big on PDA, what he can’t really confess through words, he does through actions,

I’d like to think that Wesker’s constantly touch starved and that’s why he has such a fascination with wanting to always be close to either Jill or Chris, HAVING to be close to them… he goes out of his way to pet either of them, guide them by the small of their back, take their hands into his, he likes to bury his nose into their necks or under their arms or into their waist, sniffing them, inhaling their scent even if they’re sweaty and dirty, he loves their bodies, loves their biology,

Chris and Jill obviously enjoy every second of Wesker’s touches ^^

Chris loves watching super dumb reality shows, especially the drama romance ones like love island or the bachelor,

Jill and Wesker put up with it just so they can make fun of it all behind Chris’ back,

Jill on the other hand loves crime/hospital dramas like Criminal Minds or House MD, Wesker can’t stomach them sometimes (they bring back bad memories and remind him just how inhuman he is, even though it’s all fictional) but he’ll sometimes sit down with her and read while she watches them, she hogs the quilt they share every single time though

Wesker doesn’t like television but he will sometimes put on cartoons if he’s cleaning or organising something around the house, I’d like to imagine that he likes the simplicity and liminal aesthetic about them, that and maybe he likes them because he wasn’t allowed to watch cartoons as a kid !

Jill and Chris love going out together on Fridays, Wesker doesn’t like going out much but encourages Jill and Chris to have time alone from him for a night every so often, so they do. they always try to go to a fancy restaurant that Wesker makes reservations at for them at but they usually end up just bar hopping and waking up in the mornings with their hangovers being nursed by Wesker

I’ve always hc’d that Wesker saw Rebecca as a daughter… he’s always babied her even though she got assigned to the Bravo Team and he’s never as curt with her as he is everyone else, plus we all saw the intimate picture of her in his desk that Leon found,

speaking of his obscure photography hobby, he still has it ! And he loves taking pictures of fuckin nothing,

“erm, what even is this, Wesker ?”

“It’s a vase.”

“from where ? we don’t own any vases.”

“It’s from the bank.”

“why were u taking pictures of vases from the bank ??”

“Why don’t you ever flush when you get up at night to pee Christopher ????”

he does like secretly taking pictures of Jill and Chris, he has a whole secret stash of them doing mundane or (to him) interesting tasks… he doesn’t think it’s creepy at all LOL

now for the angst…

Wesker has nightmares almost every night,

Chris and Jill’s nightmares are rough and extremely disturbing, but Wesker’s are almost always lucid and seem like they last for days,

he usually wakes up sweating and panting and shaking, you’d think he’d stop being embarrassed by now and let Chris and Jill take care of him normally but he always feels pathetic for feeling so helpless about dreams of all things,

he usually dreams of William and Umbrella, how they groomed him into this monster, forced him to kill his STARS even after he fell in love with them (something he never thought would be possible, even William thought he was mad when he told him he may not want to be apart of the plan anymore),

he sometimes dreams of scenarios where he’d be forced to kill Jill and Chris, without the serum he goes mad, turned into a beast beyond nature’s limits, cruelly and without thought he would beat and destroy and consume his lovers,

he doesn’t cry often, but dreams where he kills Chris and Jill always make him fatigued and shaky,

Chris and Jill help him through them though, they hold him and pet him and kiss him and Jill shushes him and tells him he’s gonna be okay while Chris tries to lighten the mood with a joke or a one liner, to which Wesker will roll his eyes but feel slightly better nonetheless…

it does… take some time to gain their trust back, though… Wesker spends a lot of time earning trust from Jill and Chris,

they get paranoid when Wesker keeps things from them, they get that Wesker needs privacy just as anyone else, but after everything with STARS and the Arklay Mansion and onwards, it’s so so so hard not to see the bad in his intentions,

they’re getting better though, Wesker does his best (in his own Albert way) to assure them that he is 100% on their side and not involved in virology nor bioterrorism in general in any way anymore… it’s hard but they take his word for it,

and it’s true ! Wesker’d never go back, he finds it’d be pointless to go back after what they’ve all went through,

he spends the most time getting Jill’s trust back, though… after being brainwashed and mind controlled, she sometimes dissociates when she thinks she isn’t in control of her mind and body,

Chris and Wesker try to comfort her during these sort of out of body experiences and she usually calms down after about ten minutes, but Wesker still feels utterly guilty,

she knows he means well now and she loves him to the moon and back, but it’d take a lot for these episodes to end, they all understand this…

they heal together, they’re always there to listen to each other’s problems and vents and even after they fight, they still all come back together full of love and respect…

ok angst over, nsfw time because I’m an animal and we all saw this coming,

so everyone in the polystars couple is a verse/switch/what have you, I don’t like the stereotype of there always being a designated top and bottom in every relationship, they’re all open minded freaks so jot that down

Wesker’s slightly more dominant out of them all, Chris is a total pillow princess though, he’ll top when it’s convenient for him, Jill’s just along for the ride (figuratively and literally LOL),

Wesker used to be heavy into degrading, he would tease and insult Chris or Jill and they’d be into it, but recently he’s turned it into more of a praise thing, he’ll still make them beg for him, but he started calling them His good little pets, His beautiful lovers, His darling angels,

“You’ve been so good for me, say please and I might let you come”

however when Jill and Chris do convince Wesker to bottom boy, howdy is it a treat,

Wesker gets BEYOND flustered and all of the pets and stimulation makes him purr,

YES PURR and it is music to the two younger’s ears,

he loves being pet and kissed and they’re much gentler to him than he is to them, which is fine, he deserves to be babied and they love bringing him to completion, utterly a mess, whining and vibrating,

it’s adorable,

Chris is a lazy but eager lover, he likes to sit back and let anything happen to him but he enjoys bringing pleasure to his lovers first, he gets turned off if he’s being touched while no one else is,

however there are days when his mood swings get bad (he’s in therapy for them and has medication but sometimes there are days where neither work) and the only way to calm him down is… well…

Jill secretly loves it when Chris gets mad and takes it out on them in bed, she wakes up with harmless (but very pretty and usually deep) bruises and hickeys and bites,

Wesker finds the chase fun, he likes to battle Chris for dominance when Chris gets upset *at them for no reason (*it’s not necessarily THEM he gets mad at but he’s guilty of sometimes taking it out on them when he gets this way),

more often than not, Wesker wins and punishes Chris until all the anger is fucked out of him, sometimes he knows when Chris needs to win though and lets himself get ravished by the brunet, held by Jill afterwards,

Chris is anything but neglectful though, without fail every time after these episodes he does his best to make it up to them by cooking their favourite meals, cleaning them up and dressing their wounds, (“jesus Chris, I’m still bleeding from this bite wound ! | “sorry 😓😔💛”), but both Jill and Wesker assure him that all’s well and they accept his apologies,

Jill’s the most verbal, Wesker coming in second, and Chris and Wesker looooooooveeeee her sounds, she’s very sensitive so it’s easy to make her squeak and blush and giggle and pant and scream and cry out for them,

they love it when she repeats their names like a broken mantra, full of lust and need and want, she’s not very kinky but she’s open minded and adapts to the other two’s kinks, she just wants to make love to them period… and she does,

when she tops, though, she makes them scream for her, she knows exactly how to overstimulate them, make them come multiple times, she gets off at sexually frustrating them, it’s a guilty pleasure but she always makes sure they feel good by the end of the night <3

I also hc that they break many beds and eventually just get the double mattress beds without the headboards so they can’t fucking break any more, much to Chris’ disapproval because the sound the wood makes when Wesker rocks himself to completion is “absolutely so insanely hot”

anyways, that’s all I have for now sorry this got so long ??? I love talking about them so fuckin much it’s insane, thanks for letting me vomit all this out 😍

[meili-sheep]

so i've seen this theory that is allegedly going to be confirmed in 3.4 Basically it says that al haitham cannot feel any emotions bc he is the sole survivor/successful case of the greyscale elezar experiments run by dottore and it basically lobotomised him so he doesnt feel emotions and thats why he wants to live a quiet life as a scribe. I say a lot of kaveh/al haitham shippers talking about this on twitter as some kind of win bc aww al haitham let kaveh enter his super controlled life ect ect. 1. idk if this is an outlandish theory that has no chance of becoming canon bc i dont really have a good gage for that kind of thing so if im falling for the bait im sorry 2. I can kind of understand it for story reasons as it makes for a compelling relationship between al haitham and dottore and by extension the akademyia for allowing dottore back BUT 3. I feel really sad bc it means all that autistic coding was a concious effort to make the character LITERally unfeeling. It means all those traits I recognised in myself and in him are the result of him missing something, being less, ect. and it kinda hurts. Like obvs i never expected hoyo to come out and make him autistic in canon but it just feels like another autistic coded character that is coded that way because they are missing something fundamentally human. Whether thats an android, alien, puppet ect. Idk you are one of the few people on here ive seen talk about al haitham being autistic coded so i wanted to get your thoughts -@under-wcrlds

ahahahahahha

Yeah. (Genshin talk start at paragraph 4)

I've actually mentioned in a previous post that I don't want Al Haitham to be any kind of inhuman character because he's so humanity autistic. Like in particular, he feels a lot like my brand of autism. Because here is the thing. I'm not academically gifted. But I'm incredible with patterns. I'm very good at seeing the patterns of life and being able to predict on only people's responses but emotional responses without knowing them. And I have the same goals as Al Haitham. I want to live a simple and comfy life. Do no more work than needed, and then do what interests me. I have also turned down big leadership positions because that's not what I want to do.

And guess what. I'm a real fucking person. Yeah, I've been through some shit. But that didn't make me this way, and everyone goes through it at one point or another.

But I've always been like this. Fuck, my mom had me (at a young age) start packing the car on trips because I could just see where everything was supposed to be. I was never one who could express my emotions well. I still struggle with that, and I feel a lot of the time, I come across as a know-it-all? And attention-hogging because I just talk in a sort of weird antidotal way.

This also makes me a good storyteller because I can give a more natural flow of events. So let me country why I don't think this theory is gonna be correct.

in the 3.2 stories. Al Haitham did say he understands and knows the importance of emotions and makes it clear that he's not really the type who is good a motivating people through emotion. Never did he make any reference to not being able to feel them. Fuck I'd argue he'd have to have them to understand what the mad Scholars were feeling to imitate them as well as he did.

Also, there isn't really a reason to re-pick up the elezar plotline, as it has been pretty solidly dealt with. Like it's gone, there's no reason to look more into it. We know what causes it and what cured it. Like if they are to bring Dottore up again, it will be for another story and another experiment. Also, Dottore isn't the type to pick up something again once his interest in it is gone. Heck, look at Scaramouch. Plus, Dottore had Collie. Like that's confirmed. And seemingly, Dottore knew how to keep elezar at bay. So there wouldn't be much reason for him to expand experimentation. Let long a reason to make someone stop feeling emotions.

The TDLR is that there really wouldn't be many benefits for Dottore if this was the case, and that feels outta character. Also, we don't know Al Haitham's timeline, just that he graduated, which apparently is really hard to do and takes a lot of time.

And a point that's just hit me.

LISA WANTS TO LIVE A SIMPLE LIFE. And She's objectively waaaaaay smarter than Al Haitham is. So again, it's not a good reason?

Idk man. I'm a little heated under the collar because I HATE when people try and make an autistic-coded character nonhuman. Because I'm a human.

[ellies-enrichment]

Nikkiiiiiiiiiiiii, you're memeing againnnnnnnnn!!!! 🤠🤠🤠🤠🤠 I haven't watched tbb because I don't have Da Didney Plus™️ anymore, but I feel like I understand the premise through your incorrect quotes. 🤭🤣 Honestly, seeing you go hog wild and posting all those IQs at once gave me ✨big feelings✨, like the kind that threaten to burst out of your chest from happiness and pride. Makes me happy to see you be such a happy silly goose. Happy memeing, and I know you'll get back to AoS eventually. Take your time and have fun. 🫂🥰

-aos anon🫂

P.S. I got a shift on the docks today, and my work partner was a traveler from a neighboring port. Dude is 75 years old and had a southern accent and called me baby a few times. I'll have you know... That's my kryptonite. 🤭💀🤠

man i miss southern accents so much take me back home to the sticks im BEGGINNNNN universe

as long as he was nice to you <3 we love to see an aos anon winning <3 !!!!!

i DO plan on going back to aos i miss it i miss my problematic boy Grant Ward I miss coulson and daisy and fitzsimmons and melinda but dude you're so right i havent been a silly goose in so so long ive missed it

i thought i was borkin fr ive been sitting on another tlou meme set and its not making me giggly but TBB??? Completely canon and serious (short king name calling) im giggling im having the time of my life

[mysticdreamcafe]

Still tired

Yesterday wasn't real eventful, none of my days really are. I wrote a letter, conversed with my mother, and went over my books outline while my daughter was at work.

The plan was to run to a store we'd went to the day before and return a tea cup and saucer I had purchased. I think I've mentioned before that I like old fashioned things...to a point. So when I limited my coffee intake and replaced it with tea I found my tea pot and kept an eye open for a cup and saucer that would match it. I bought the pot approx. 30 yrs ago and it didn't come with cups. Mug for coffee and tea cup with saucer for tea.

While I'm waiting for my daughter to finish her work as a big bunny for a children's Easter party thrown by the area library I made sure to do what was needed to keep my migraine to a minimum while the dogs, one in particular, talked to me constantly.

I made a concession about getting a dog, or two, after our three Shelties passed. They were siblings so 1 passed at 10yrs old and the other 2 at age 12. I liked their size but my daughter wanted a Husky. In case you don't know anything about Husky's they can be noisy dogs. They talk (different than a bark), scream similar to a Shiba Inu, and lead any drama class with full marks. Plus they shed like a busy hair salon.

After some research I said ok to a Pomsky. Half Pomeranian and half Husky that are classified as a designer dog. I didn't find the 'designer' part till after we obtained the first one. I'll try and post a pic of each later, I'm really tired today, but one is black and white like what a typical Husky would look like and called Yasha. Yasha means deamon in Japanese and his markings live up to the name in looks. Other is blonde with light blue eyes and called Natsu. Summer in Japanese because his eyes are the color of a summer sky.

Yasha looks physically more pom and is snarky and loves to talk and stomp is paws. He huffs while whipping his head around in disgust or throws a hissy fit when he doesn't get his way. He could win an Oscar for drama. We brought him home at 14 wks. old and he was basically feral. He likes us and will be snuggled and coddled but not outsiders. They are the "don't touch me" people. Bigger dogs are ok but if they try to pick a fight he goes straight for the throat. Same with ground hogs.

Natsu is more like a Husky physically and came from a good home at 14wks old, too. He loves people, kids he's standoffish but they move fast at him so...if they stand still he'll love them. This one howls at sirens and screams when he thinks it's time to go. Dog park? Scream to leave house then again to leave park when he or his brother are tired.

Both breeds are energetic so combined they still have energy and smarts in abundance. So they go for walks and to the dog park periodically. They also have a very large yard to run and play in. Trust me, they want for nothing. However, if they don't get to go someplace outside this property they get difficult. More difficult than normal.

After the stop at the shop I thought we'd take them for a walk along the river. It was in the 20's, we're having a second winter here in Michigan, and very windy but they went with my daughter for a total of about a mile. Yasha is 20lbs and has short legs and tires the fastest. Natsu is almost 30lbs but doesn't fight stopping when his brother is tired.

I personally only went 1/4 mile and then back. I go slow and just watched them speed walk along with boardwalk. I thought of pushing it and joining them but decided the after affects aren't worth it. So, instead of being a blob on the couch today because I hurt to much to move I have written 2 letters, meditated, straightened house a bit, prepped supper, and started cleaning my room while the pups napped on my bed.

That is huge for me considering I'm running a fever again and exhausted.

[santinorps]

kaporta for ship meme

who is more likely to hurt the other? gabe (sorry </3) who is emotionally stronger? oooh. now i wanna say gabe but i think he only gives that outward appearance, and perhaps he isn't actually? to everyone's shock... it might be joel who is physically stronger? joel likes to work out but i think gabe working out coupled with his height maybe gives that one to him. plus joel kind of enjoys that gabe can throw him around a lil. <3 who is more likely to break a bone? gabe who knows best what to say to upset the other? OOF i think they equally could really dig the knife in if they wanted to who is most likely to apologise first after an argument? joel comes off like he would but if gabe was feeling grovel-y then i think he would who treats whose wounds more often? joel plays nurse to gabe's stupidity a lot who is in constant need of comfort? LMFAO i really, again, feel like it should be joel but once more gabe's massive ego wins this round. manz needs to be bigged up n loved. who gets more jealous? gabriel who’s most likely to walk out on the other? SDJGHJ joel i think who will propose? i really think they'd both want to who has the most difficult parents? joel who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? i think both once their relationship is out n public n official n joel doesn't feel like he needs to hide himself who comes up for the other all the time? am i dumb for not really knowing what this means??? "comes up"? who hogs the blankets? gabe purely bc of his massive gangly size who gets more sad? joel who is better at cheering the other up? oh gabe is so good at being a goof and cheering him up who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? JOEL. JOEL FOREVER. JOEL ALWAYS SMACKING GABE FOR MAKING SOME FILTHY DIRTBAG COMMENT. who is more streetwise? gabriel who is more wise? again, gabe? perhaps just w that lil extra life experience and having struggling in ways joel hasn't (like with addiction) who’s the shyest? lmfaooooooooo that's not even a question here next who boasts about the other more? gabe at first, but over time joel would definitely do it more who sits on who’s lap? i think they're both partial to a lil thigh seat when feeling baby

send me a ship and i'll tell you...

[cipheramnesia]

Someone needs to steal queen Lizzie's corpse and feed it to the hogs. Proper send off and all.

[mrfoox]

Playing and talking with my boys will really just not get old. It's been 6 yrs but it's still a good time

[livingmybestfakelife]

Office Hours

Modern Tommy, even though he isn’t known to always have a big appetite, gets jealous that he’s not on of an office foodie list (inspired by a Conan show remote)

You smile from ear to ear after finally receiving your much anticipated text plus email informing you that your package has arrived to the office mail room.

It came right on time just two minutes before work was over so you will have something good to snack on to end the long day you’ve had.

Once you lock up your office you rush to the elevator, to head down to the mail room, but you didn’t expect someone to beat you to it, your husband walked out with it confused.

“YN why is Delilah’s Pastries mailing you sweets here? Why didn’t you have it sent home?”

“Must have slipped my mind baby, thank you”

Reaching out for the box you grab it and wait for him to be on his way back upstairs, he usually leaves later than everyone else, but today he didn’t seem to be that busy, he continues to stare at you curiously.

“You heading home?”

“In a little bit, I still gotta check over something, I’ll see you when I get home”

“Alright then”

He pecks you on the cheek before letting you walk around the corner, it takes him a moment to realize that you took the package with you and follow after you still confused by this whole thing.

He catches up to you fast enough to see which room you entered and see’s it close behind you, followed by some muffled voices.

“The fuck is going on around here?”

——————

“Yes! I’ve been waiting on Delilah’s pumpkin pie to come back this season, Finn pass me that knife”

“Don’t take such big slices this time you hog and save some for everyone else John”

“Not my fault everyone else is slow Pol”

You make sure to get you a couple of finger sandwiches from your favorite tea shop, a slice of the pumpkin pie and some potato salad. While everyone fills up their plates it doesn’t take long for the door to open again to Tommy’s puzzled expression.

“Okay, I know it’s not one of the Shelby’s birthday’s today, what about everyone else?”

A few of the staff members shake their heads while chewing on their food

“Here Tom, try some of these chips from the chicken shop”

“What’s going on around here? If this isn’t a birthday party then what’s with the balloons, food…is that a congratulatory cake…who is congratulating us and what for?”

“It’s from Alfie, he’s congratulating YN on her horse winning the Cambridge race”

“Right, so all of this for a winning horse?”

Rolling your eyes you pick up a plate that you made for him and hand it to him

“Tommy, shut up and eat”

“Seriously what’s all of this?”

“It’s our club”

“What club Finn?”

“Well the office gets a lot of gifts sent to it by it’s sponsors and we’ll get food, it goes by quickly so we send out texts and emails to people who we know will want in on it”

“Wait a minute, I wasn’t aware of the food, they send us food?”

“Yeah, how do you think the break room gets filled?”

“I thought that the company account pays for the coffee and the napkins and all that other stuff”

It was Arthur’s turn to go into more depth about the situation, he took a big gulp of the lemonade that was also apart of Alfie’s gift.

“Brother, Shelby Company Lt. quit paying for that for a while now, one of our sponsors sent us a shit ton of coffee, the good ones from somewhere in the Middle East, and I guess the other ones sent us too many napkins and disposable utensils by mistake and now we have enough to last us for at least the rest of the year”

“Why the hell did I not know that this office gets sent all of this stuff?”

“I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to catch on, we’ve been knew about the freebies”

You smirk and wipe your mouth with a napkin

“You’re too caught up in work all the time to notice, all that money the companies been saving from expenses isn’t from Michael finding a way to save us money, we just get discounts all of the time, Zeus Energy even paid for our planes fuel for our wedding anniversary holiday last month”

“Well I don’t like it, all of these hand outs, we can afford to purchase all of these things ourselves”

Polly scoffed and reached to get another slice of pie

“Tommy, shut up, lots of companies have things like this sent to them all of the time, it’s just food and office supplies”

“Yeah, and jet fuel, we didn’t ask for it to be pa-“

You lift up his fork full of potato salad and feed it to him to get him to quiet his rant

“Polly’s right dear, just hush and enjoy it, we deserve a bit of spoiling after all we’ve done for this city, and it’s not like our sponsors don’t owe us in someway”

“Owe us in potato salad and…it is good potato salad though”

“Damn right it is, Finn, pass me that bowl, I want some more of it”

“For fucks sake John, get off your lazy ass and get it yourself”

[princessphilly]

All Bets Are Off Chapter 12

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CW: smut, filthy talk

This is a bit of a filler chapter, sorry. 

“Are you going to miss me?”

Nina didn’t even look up from her iPad. It was so annoying yet adorable at the same time, how Sidney was desperately trying to get her to tell him how much she was going to miss him. 

“Um, I think you’re going to miss me more than I’ll miss you,” Nina finally replied. She grinned as Sidney huffed. 

The first month of the new year had passed by pretty quickly to Nina. After being together for New Year’s Eve, Nina and Sid separated as the Pens had to finish off their road trip. Nina stayed in Miami for Jason’s game before taking an extra week just for herself. It was nice to have a bit of a vacation, especially when Lauren flew down. Nina basically enjoyed being on the beach, hanging out with a close friend, and shopping. 

The morning of New Year’s Day, after having their first breakfast together of the new year, Sid had given Nina a card. Nina was shocked to see a credit card with her name on it and she had tried to give it back but Sid had insisted. “You don’t treat yourself enough, pretty girl,” he had firmly stated. So Nina took advantage of it to treat herself a bit. 

By the time she came back to Pittsburgh, Sidney’s road trip was over but Nina’s semester had started. They had a couple of weeks where they spent time together as much as possible before the Pens had another short road trip. Now, Sidney was on his way to the Olympics in Beijing for their longest separation so far.

Sidney finally had his bag packed the way that he liked it. Glancing at Nina laying on their, um, his bed, he drawled, “Are you sure you aren’t going to miss me?”

Nina looked up and giggled. “You hog the sheets, Sidney. And you’re like a furnace when you sleep.”

Sidney walked over to the bed, crouching over Nina. “Hurting my feelings right before I have to take a long flight. Tsk tsk.”

“Your flight leaves tomorrow. You’re just making sure you are totally prepared tonight. Stop being so dramatic, Sidney Crosby.”

Sidney smirked as he brushed a hand down Nina’s front. She was clothed, wearing one of his t-shirts. “Still, Nina. 

“Still, Sidney.”

Nina stuck out her tongue at Sidney as he giggle-honked. Sidney brushed an errant strand of hair off of Nina’s forehead as he whispered, “I wish you were coming.”

“It was too short of a notice to take almost three weeks off, Sid,” Nina murmured. “Plus, hasn’t it always just been your family attending the Olympics?”

“Yes?”

Nina smiled. “Then, I would be breaking your tradition and your superstitions-”

Sidney opened his mouth to disagree but Nina put a finger over it. “Don’t even start, we both know how important ALL of your superstitions are. Even if you wouldn’t say it, if you lose without a gold medal and I'm there, part of you would be wondering. So quit the bullshit, Sidney.”

Sidney gave Nina a chagrined smile as she laughed at him. She was right, as always.

“Sid, it’ll be fine. You’re lucky I’m a morning person, you can call me crazy early here and I’ll pick up,” Nina reasoned. 

Sidney pouted a bit. “I finally got you to actually date me, I don’t want to be separated from you for that long.”

“How cute, Mr. Obsessed-with-Hockey has become soft in his old age.”

Nina squealed when Sidney tickled her, squirming. “Okay, okay, you’re allowed to become soft!”

Sidney gave Nina a soft smile and she gulped. Something shifted in that look and Nina felt like there was something new. 

Sidney bit his lip as Nina nervously laughed. In that moment, the pure joy on Nina’s face as she squealed while he tickled her, Sidney was sure that he loved her. He loved Nina. But this was the wrong time to admit that. So he chuckled and said, “If I’m soft, it’s only because of you.”

Nina stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

Sidney chose not to respond to that statement, instead choosing to slide his lips over hers. Soft and sweet, exploratory as they kissed, not their usual hungry kisses. Then Nina wrapped a leg around Sidney’s waist and the mood changed. 

Nina ended the kiss first, whispering, “I can feel that someone is going to really miss me.”

“Going to miss you so much,” Sidney replied, grinding his hips into Nina’s core. “Let me show you.”

Nina gasped as Sidney sucked along her neck, just light enough not to leave any marks. “Gonna give you something to remember while I’m gone,” Sidney promised as his hands went under her shirt before pulling it off. 

Nina grinned before moaning as Sidney began to do exactly what he promised to do.

**

Sidney sighed as he sent the text. Everything was going great, even after a couple of hiccups in their first group stage games. This year, it was obvious to Sidney that this was going to be the last Olympics for him. Except for him, Tazer, Bergy, Tanger, Webs, Price, and Giroux, all of the other players on the team were under 30. Sidney saw his job as captain this year to not just get one more gold, but get the younger guys ready to take over. 

Right now, they were getting ready to play against Germany, their first game after the group stage, the real games. It was before pregame; the players whose families had come to Beijing were giving well-wishes. At this moment, Sidney wished Nina was here with him instead of home in Pittsburgh.

His phone pinged and Sidney relaxed when he saw the message: its midnight here. Good luck. Im g2g2 sleep. Bye

That message was quickly followed by another one: why the hell did they schedule yall for so fucking late? figured canada would be primetime here

Sidney laughed when he saw Nina’s message. Giroux looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “Must be the elusive girlfriend.”

Giroux’s wife elbowed him, causing him to say ow. Sidney snickered; they may be teammates for Team Canada but their truce was still a fragile truce. Ryanne Giroux said, “I heard Nina’s very sweet and kind.”

“Oh?”

Sidney was suddenly very curious. Blithely, Ryanne replied, “You know as well as I do it’s a small league. People only have the kindest things to say about her.”

Relaxing a bit, Sidney grinned. “Nina’s pretty fucking amazing. I’m lucky she likes me.”

“Oh God, he’s talking about Nina again.”

Sidney’s grin turned into a smile as Tanger clasped him on the back. Tanger continued, “It took five years-”

“Five years,” Giroux asked as Sidney groaned. “Stop giving him chirp material.”

Ryanne snickered as Sidney’s phone pinged again; kris says ur bragging about me again?

“Really, Tanger, really?”

Kris laughed as Sidney narrowed his eyes. “Calm down, Sid.” 

Before Sidney could reply, Nina sent him another text: score a hat trick

Sidney gave his phone a soft smile. It was time to get focused for the game, so Sidney put his phone away as soon as he went back into the locker room.

**

Nina cracked an eye open. The time difference was a motherfucker; it was 5:45 am but 5:45pm. Yawning, Nina sat up in her bed as she accepted the call from Sid. 

“Nina, really?”

“Good morning to you,” Nina yawned. 

Sid slightly frowned. Nina was wearing a team USA t-shirt. Her shorts were blue. Even her sleep bonnet was blue. 

“I’m not Canadian, Sid.”

“Stilll-“

Nina smirked as she shook her head. “No, I’m not rooting for you. Score as many goals as you want, I’m Team USA.”

Sidney scowled as Nina laughed. “It’s not even like the US made the gold medal game!”

Nina was disappointed in Team USA. She was hoping they would make it to the gold medal game but they were going to go against Finland for Bronze. Tomorrow, at 8am Beijing Time, 8pm EST, Canada was going against Sweden for gold. 

“Still, you should be rooting for me.”

“I am,” Nina reasoned. “I want you to score all the goals. But, I just cannot root for Canada, yet.”

“Yet.”

Nina looked up to the ceiling before yawning again. Sidney was in a snit. She felt a tiny bit bad for Sweden because they were going to get it. But that wasn’t her problem. “Seriously, good luck, Sidney.”

“Thank you, Nina.”

Nina blew Sidney a kiss and he pretended to catch it. Then he licked his lips. “How many days did you take off when I get back?”

“Three, Sidney. Just three.”

Nina couldn’t help the rush of heat in her center when Sidney drawled, “I don’t plan to let you out of my house then.”

“Win the damn gold then,” Nina snapped. 

Sidney chuckled, saying, “You’re ready to go back to sleep then. Sweet dreams, Nina.”

“Bye, Sid.”

**

Nina looked down at her phone. There were three messages, long messages, all from Sid. She took in a deep, fortifying breath. Canada had one gold and Sidney had two goals. From the highlights, it seemed like Sidney was on a mission the whole game. Sighing, Nina pressed play on the first one. It was just a noisy celebration, nothing big until Sidney started talking. His talking was garbled at first and Nina laughed when she realized that he was drunk off his ass when he called her. 

The second voicemail started just as garbled, then Nina heard Sidney clearly say, “I’m so happy we won, I still wish you were here, you’re my new lucky charm, pretty girl. Fuck, I love you so much, pretty girl, you make everything better now that you’re mine.”

The next one was just sappy as the second, but Sidney was definitely somewhere quieter with this one. But he was also just as drunk, as he ended by saying, “I wanna fuck you when I get back, with you wearing my gold, pretty girl. This gold is almost as pretty as you.”

Nina ruefully laughed, already expecting apologetic texts from Sidney when he was sober. But for the rest of the day, the thought lingered in her mind, the idea that Sidney loved her. However, her patients kept Nina busy and she didn’t get a moment to really ruminate on that. Then, Nina went over to Karesha’s house to babysit her play nephew, AJ, as Karesha went out with her boyfriend. 

Within an hour of leaving, Karesha came back in, heated as she slammed the door. AJ commented, “He must have made Mom mad again.”

“AJ, please go upstairs and play with your Legos, Mommy needs to talk to Aunt Nina,” Karesha asked, trying hard to control her voice. 

AJ quickly ran up the stairs, loudly closing the door to his room. Karesha flopped on the couch, kicking off her expensive heels. “Fuck men.”

Nina got up and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. Pour shots, she passed one to Karesha before sitting back down next to her friend. Karesha gratefully smiled before downing the shot. 

“I’m tired of this shit. I told him it was over through text. How dare he say he’s coming up to Pittsburgh before spring training and then text me after I get to the restaurant to say he’s not coming after all. I’m done. I can’t.”

Nina murmured sympathetically, “Fuck him.”

“I’m so glad I never brought him around AJ though,” Karesha stated. “He had the nerve to say I spent too much time with my kid when I told him it was over.”

Nina’s eyes widened at that statement. “What are you supposed to do? Parent him less?”

Thoughts about Sidney were forgotten as Nina consoled her friend. Deciding to sleep over, Nina woke up early in the morning on the couch, several texts from Sidney waiting for her. Nina quickly scanned over them, starting with a text telling Nina his flight was about to come in to the last one asking if everything was okay. Nina sent him a message: friend had a crisis, be over around 10

It was early, around 7am so Nina didn’t expect to get a response. But Sidney replied: everything ok?

As ok as it’s gonna be, don’t worry, Nina sent back before straightening up Karesha’s living room. She then slipped out, locking the door from the inside. 

**

“Gonna get you full with my cum, pretty girl. Fuck, look at you, your pussy already trying to milk my cum.”

Nina groaned as she watched Sid fuck her, claiming her. Her legs were over his shoulders, allowing Sidney to fuck her deep. “You missed me, pretty girl?”

“Uh huh,” Nina managed to say. He was fucking her so good, each stroke hitting her g-spot. It was like Sidney returned as a man on a mission. 

“I missed you. Dreamed of you every night, Nina,” Sidney rasped. 

“Mmmm.”

Nina no longer had words, she could feel her high coming. Then she felt Sidney’s fingers, just two fingers on her clit and it was enough to send her over the edge. Nina screamed, her nails digging into Sidney’s back. That was enough to get Sidney to reach his high as well, his grunts wordless as he came. 

Nina sighed as Sidney withdrew, already sad at feeling empty. Sidney sat back on his haunches, watching as his cum started to leak out of Nina’s pussy. “I’ll never get enough of seeing that,” he remarked as he played with Nina’s clit. “Just for me, pretty girl.”

Moaning, Nina closed her eyes. She was sensitive but she felt herself respond to Sidney’s fingers. Then his fingers were replaced with his tongue, his fingers fucking his cum deeper inside of her pussy and the time for rational thought was gone. 

**

Six weeks later

Nina sighed as she rifled through her bag for the keys to her apartment. Today was her thirty-first birthday and for some reason, she felt weird. ‘Maybe it’s because I’m now on the other side of thirty,’ Nina thought to herself. 

The morning began with happy birthday texts from friends, birthday calls from Mom and Dad, and a facetime call with Jason. Sidney had sent her a funny meme birthday text but nothing else. Nina knew she shouldn’t feel too bad; the Pens were trying to solidify their playoff spot in the division and her birthday, April 5, fell right at the end of the season. As she opened the door, Nina hoped that Sid would at least do something once the playoffs were over. At the same time, it felt weird that she wasn’t going out with her parents either.

Just her luck that for the first time she was in a relationship around her birthday, her boyfriend had reasons not to take her out. Nina sniffled as she turned on the light.

“SURPRISE!!”

Nina gasped as Sidney, Kris, Geno, Anna, Catherine, Taylor, Alex, Victoria, Mario, Nathalie, Guentzy, Tristan, Hannah, Karesha, AJ, Lauren, her mom and dad, and Aryanna jumped out. Eyes wide, Nina burst into tears. 

“Oh no, what’s wrong pretty girl,” Sidney replied, folding Nina into his arms. 

Nina sniffled as she cried, “I thought everyone forgot my birthday!”

“I told you she wasn’t going to take it well,” Karesha muttered as Lauren kicked her. “Girl, be happy he did this all for you when he could be extra obsessive about the playoffs.”

Nina cut her eyes at Karesha before getting on her tiptoes to press a kiss to Sid’s cheek. “Thank you, Sid.”

**

The pictures of that night were put into a small scrapbook. Nina didn’t understand Sidney’s love for documenting memories in such a dramatic way but it was nice to look back at the memories in book form instead of having to scroll through her phone. Playoffs were now starting though so Nina was sure that would be the last carefree time until the playoffs were over, this time hopefully with another cup.

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Oh, Loverboy: Part 2 (Everyone x Everyone, Star x Fem!Reader Centric)

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Warnings: drug use, canon compliant bullying/teasing/violence, cursing,

Word Count: 1.9k

I feel like this is just gonna turn into an everyone x reader, star!centric fic so- hope you guys are down for that

While she'd given you a taste of the silent treatment last night, it didn't stop you and the boys from teasing her relentlessly for her crush. David sat on his bike, tapping the ash off the end of his cigarette. He loved to tease, and he did so subtly by saying,

"He kinda looks like Jim Morrison." He started, and Star sent him a glare from where the pair of you were sitting. Even if the boys didn't know where he was taking this, Paul was already laughing. David grinned and was quiet for a moment. As if he would agree to drop it. He didn't, and finished his teasing by saying, "Y'know, we could move that poster into your bedroom." And the boys erupted into a chorus of laughter when Star threw her corn dog stick on the ground. The boys only added onto his teasing, with Paul reaching out to pinch her side and say, 

"Hey, no littering, miss." As he mimicked Big Ed's voice. She rolled her eyes again, and you grinned and gave her hand a squeeze. You knew it was all in good fun, and it wasn't their fault if Star happened to just be an easy target. Even Dwayne was having fun with it, telling her,

"I didn't know you had a thing for brunettes." Before running a hand through his own hair. Star had scoffed at that, and finally cracked when even Laddie started to laugh along with them.

"Y'know, you guys are the worst." Before she hopped off your seat and floated away from the pack of you. When you tried to follow and called after her, Marko was quick to grab your hand and spin you. He pulled you back into his arms, pulling a laugh from you as well, before he said,

"Nah, let her go. She's been hogging you." He said, and leaned down to nip at your neck. You yelped, trying to slap him away but his grip was too strong. It didn't take long for you to surrender, pulling him in by his jacket to satisfy him with a kiss. 

She'd been gone for a little bit longer than you liked. You were picking at Markos jacket, having moved to sit behind him. It was almost time for you to leave, and Star still hadn't returned. The boys did what they did best, and they were a good distraction. Mostly. The night was stretching on, and you were starting to worry your lip between your teeth. You glanced at David, concern swirling in your eyes before he glanced away. Towards the opposite side. It seemed one of you may have to go find her, draw her back. You knew it would probably be you, and you were just about to offer before David let out a small scoff.

You looked where David was looking, leaning back as you held onto the curly-haired blonde. It seemed Star had caught her stray. 

He was leading her towards his bike. It was red and not nearly as geared up as the bike you were sitting on, or the bikes surround it, but the simple act made you frown. From over here, you could almost hear him ask if she wanted to go somewhere, and you watched as she made moves to accept.

All it took was a shared glance, and the five, plus Laddie, of you had the same idea. You'd been starting to get worried, thinking that you were going to have to go track her down. And all this time she was with loverboy? Even if you didn't want to be, a part of you was pissed. You didn't know why. Sharing had been easy before, but the idea of this mysterious kid? He set you off, ground your gears. Maybe it was because you thought she could do better. Maybe it was something else you didn't want to admit. Either way, it didn't help that David seemed to feel exactly the same way. Or maybe David just wanted to be a dick.

The six of you rode up to them, boxing the pair of them in. You had your chin on Markos shoulder, and you played with a couple of the loose strands on Markos jacket. Your eyes fluttered over the boy. He was handsome, with a strong jaw and nice cheekbones. It was understandable as to why Star liked him. Hell, he was pretty. There was no other way to go about it. But your eyes moved to her right as David spoke,

"Where you goin', Star?" And you lifted your head. You were staring at her, silently asking her the same question.

"For a ride." She said. She had met David's eyes, but quickly avoided everyone else's. Your own. She even turned her back to you as she said, "This is Michael." You frowned, your eyes shifting to the boy besides her. So, loverboy had a name?

"Hi, loverboy." You said, leaning your cheek on Markos shoulder and sending him a small wave. You'd caught his attention for a moment, and you almost thought you could see his cheeks tinge at the nickname. It seemed he remembered you. He was quick to look away, hiding an embarrassed smile. Just cause he had a name didn't mean you were going to use it. Especially when embarrassing him was so fun.

"C'mon, let's go." He said, and your eyes were quick to flick to David's. He was already on it. He leaned back, calling the single word,

"Star." And her eyes flicked back to him. David clicked his jaw, staring back. It was a game of chicken. One to test if she really was mad at the lot of you. You didn't know how she'd react, but you watched the exchange just as closely as Michael did. Finally, Star gave in. She wasn't really mad at all of you, and she didn't want to stir any tensions by acting like she was. She moved to take her usual seat behind David, and your lips spread out into a mega-watt smile as you reached a hand out to touch her. Paul laughed his usual laugh, but it was more at the brunettes expense. You turned to see that Michael had deflated, a look of disappointment on his face. David smiled, and you couldn't tell whether it was from winning Star over or from Michaels loss. Maybe a little bit of both. Either way, David could be an ass, but he was a surprising ass. "You know where Hudson's Bluff is? Over looking the point?"

With Michael in tow, you'd ended up back at the cave. He was pretty, sure. But he wasn't smart. You'd guessed that the second he'd tried to pick a fight with David. To your surprise, David had let it go. You were almost impressed with him. You didn't know him to have an easy temper, but he'd even gone as far as wrapping his arm around his shoulders as he showed them their little living area. After giving him the usual spiel, of course. 

Your boys had spread out, with Marko going to get food, Paul, Laddie and Dwayne on the fountain, and David and Michael heading towards the couch with a joint in hand. You didn't live in the cave, but you might as well have. You spent plenty of nights there before retreating to your father's house. You were his golden child, and he wouldn't have you sleeping over with kids like them, as your father put it. You and Star had clasped hands, the pair of you standing near the rock entrance as you watched David sit Michael down. You glanced at the pair of them, before glancing at the poster David hung on the wall. You watched how David talked to him, before you gripped her hand and grabbed the arm of the girl next to you. You leaned in, whispering,

"Doesn't David have a thing for brunettes?" And it took Star a second to realize before she was tearing her eyes away and staring at you,

"No way-" But you were cutting off her words with your own laughter. She reached up, covering your mouth despite her own giggles as the boys looked over at the pair of you. You watched as David arched a brow, a cigarette balancing between his lips. Michael looked confused, and you almost could swear that you could hear elevator music coming from inside his head. You tried to silence your giggles, but even Star couldn't stop her smile as she dragged you towards her room. You saw David lean back, his arm around the back of the couch behind Michaels head. He's totally putting on the moves. You thought to yourself, making your giggles even harder to stop. You watched David clench his jaw, and faintly you could hear him say,

"Don't mind them, Michael. They're like a pair of hyenas, those two."

You were sure that Michael was staring at the pair of you. You were sitting on the floor, a layer of pillows keeping you from sitting directly on the gravel.  You glanced over your shoulder, but Star was quick to grab you by it. She was quick to say,

"Don't look." And you tried to be serious. You really were trying. Maybe it was the joint the two of you had been passing back and forth, but everything was funny. It was also the second you made eye-contact with her; you couldn't help the giddy feeling she made run through you, and you couldn't help your own attempts to make her smile. After a moment, she whispered, "Okay, okay, now look." You weren't surprised to see that Michaels baby blues were trained over to where the pair of you were sitting, but they glanced away at the blonde beside him the next moment when David tried to steal back his attention.

"If you don't hurry up, David's gonna steal him-" You said quietly, and you couldn't stop your laughter when she tried to shush you. Maybe it was a trick of the candle-light but you thought he'd face had turned a lovely shade of red. She gave you a half-hearted glare, tilting her head as she said,

"Shut up. You're- You're terrible at this. How did we start dating?" And you only hummed in response, sending her a shrug. You held her hand, interlacing your fingers. It was much easier to not be jealous of Stars crush when she was holding your hand, and when David was expressing his own interest. Well, it was probably mostly easier because you were high. 

You ran your fingertips over the warmth of her hand, your eyes trailing over her face as she glanced over at the other curly-haired brunette. You thought about leaning in, pressing a kiss to her cheek. To her neck. Her lips. You wondered how Michael would react to that. But Star was snapping her head back towards you and whispering,

"He's coming over." And you tore your eyes from the sight of her face just in time to see him standing near the bunched up curtains of Stars room. He seemed almost shy, but too- whatever to really show it. He was unsure of where he stood, at least aware to know that he was a newcomer. But you were sure he remembered what had caught his interest in this group first. It made a small smile come to your face, and you brought the rolled cigarette up to your lips, blowing out a flume of smoke before you said,

"Hi, loverboy." It seemed to become his semi-permanent nickname, and even just saying it made you smile. You watched how Michael moved his head, attempted to hide his face. He pointed a finger to where you were sitting, at the spot between either of you.

"Mind if I join?"

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Brahms dating hc's:

-Dating? No no you two are soul mates. This is a courtship. Brahms is a gentleman and will do what he can to win your heart!

-Deep down, I can see Brahms being a romantic at heart

-That means love notes all over the house, when it's his turn to make a meal, you always get some kind of flower with it.

-Will find a way to slow dance with when the mood seems right

-He will help around the house but will have days where he feels overwhelmed and will revert to his childish ways

-With alot of understanding and love, you can definitely teach him how to express himself without him going off the deep end

-Will want to have board game nights but he can be a sore loser. Just let the boy win, please.

-Your bed? No no our bed dear, now scoot over! Yep, the moment he shows himself to you, you guys share a bed now.

-Loves to cuddle, but yes you will have to be big spoon. You learned that the hard way the first night you two slept in the same bed. (Sorry guys, his limbido is just too high for him to hide it)

-His body runs warm so cuddling him when it's cold in the manor is a plus!

-Hogs the covers, you will have to cuddle to get them back!