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[dollfaceksj]

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taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #5

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you wait by the door whilst tae goes to find jungkook and tell him u’ll be accompanying him home

that sounds weird.

ur just walking home with him

to get something

that’s it.

you tap your heel against the tiles impatiently as you wait for jungkook

once you see him approaching you, you’re already turning to open up the door

you walk out and feel his presence in your wake, confirmed when you hear the door shut behind you

you don’t look over your shoulder to see if he’s there cause you know he is

you can hear his footsteps

you thought you were going to outpace him but your feet in these heels are killing you

like seriously killing you

who told you to wear new heels to a fucking party DUMBASS

“are you in pain?” jungkook says from behind you

you turn and glance at jungkook, watching as he nods towards your wobbling legs

“what’s it to you?”

damnnn can u not be bitchy for once

he sighs quietly and shakes his head, clearly annoyed w your tone but not saying anything since you’re his senior. “are you really going to walk all the way to then walk back if your feet hurt that much?”

can he stop acting like he’s worried good Godddd

“and what do you expect me to do? fly to my destination?” you say, annoyed

you turn and keep walking, continuing to wobble in your shoes

there’s a loud sigh that reaches your ears before a big hand wraps around your bicep and tugs you back

you tumble from the sudden impact and almost curse but the words don’t make it out when he pushes you onto a nearby, short, stone mailbox

a soft yelp escapes your lips as your ass lands on the hard surface

you want to scold him but when you look down, jungkook is on one knee in front of you

HELLO?

what is he DOING

UR TOO YOUNG TO GET MARRIED

well not too young

BUT NOT READY?

your dumb thoughts get set aside when he gently holds your leg up by your calve, the other hand tugging off your shoe

his hand on your skin literally electrifies your entire fucking body

seeing him between your legs is also not fucking helping your case

you manage to squeak out, “what are you do–”

he cuts you off. “for the love of God, be quiet for once.”

a scowl forms on your face. “i’m your senior, show some respect,” you huff, watching as he gently shoves his sneaker onto your foot

“yeah, yeah,” he dismisses you quietly, doing the same to the other foot

what

is

happening

he raises to his feet and picks your heels up, holding them both in one hand by the ankle bands

“what about you?” you nod toward his sock-covered feet

“don’t worry about that.” he starts moving ahead, walking down the dark road and not waiting for you

in his black socks

on the cold concrete

jerk

ASSHOLE

but

a sweet asshole

an asshole with feelings

:(

you feel bad for being so rude to him

it was clearly just a joke when he said he didn’t like you

fragile ego much?

like what are you a MAN??? get your shit together!

you jog up to him, walking by his side

it’s quiet

the only sounds are your footsteps combined with his

you don’t say anything and neither does he

but he instinctively holds his arm out in front of you whenever you cross a road

he automatically closes the gap between you two whenever a stranger walks past

he wordlessly takes the side of the pavement thats closer to the road

who knew he was such?? a gentleman???

well… rumor says he fucks girls cause he loves fucking them… not because he’s collecting them like trophies

or is he just being nice hoping to get laid right now?

son of a bitch. he probably is.

wouldn’t you let him though? he’s pretty hot and rumors say he knows what he’s doing lol

NO!!! be normal. ur friend just asked you to go fetch something and you will

it’s just a 5 minute walk and it really did feel like the shortest walk ever because he stops at a certain building and pulls out his keys

you silently follow him into the lobby, up the stairs and then into his own apartment

you look around the living room and rub your own arms, watching as he sets your heels down on the accent table by his door

he tugs his coat off and walks further in, turning on the lights and taking his socks off right away

“you know,” you say as you scan his decor and furniture. “your place is a lot bigger than tae’s. why are you always there instead of here?”

he digs his hands into the cabinet in his living room before fishing out the medium sized speaker

then, he says, “because chances are, you’re there.”

😂😂😂😂

right

he’s funny you’ll give him that.

AAAAAAAAAA

WHAT IS HIS DEAL?

bro.

why would he even say that man…

“you literally never even talked to me when i was there.” your rebuttal makes him chuckle as he starts rummaging through his other drawers, seemingly looking for a bag that you can carry the speaker in

“so what? i can’t just appreciate that pretty face of yours?” he hums when he finally finds a bag and dumps the speaker inside

what the FUCK

can he just stop.

he’s so full of shit

you roll your eyes and say, “wrap it up, jungkook. you’d never look at me either.”

he walks up to you, bag in hand, shit-eating grin on his lips

“this is why i like you.” he hunches over and stuffs your heels into the bag too. he holds the bag out to you. “anyone else would’ve fallen for that but you see right through my bullshit.”

wow

ha

lol

alright

why are u suddenly

disappointed?

you squint your eyes at him. “and this is why i’ll never give younger guys a chance. so damn childish.” you snatch the bag out of his hands

he chuckles and peers at you through his brows. “you considered giving me a chance?”

your response is immediate. “it never even crossed my mind, be serious.”

why is your heart beating out of control though

if he keeps closing the distance between you he WILL hear YOUR HEART beating like crazy

she’s saying baby, saenggakaji ma….

he tilts his head back a bit, staring you down through hooded eyes

“that’s too bad.” he kisses his teeth with a loud smack. “cause i’ve been thinking about you lately.”

okay

alright

think about something dumb

like a spongebob episode

anything

to make sure he DOESNT know the effect he has on you

“that’s cute,” you start, “and what are you thinking about right now? what league of legends character to play with when i leave?”

but suddenly, he’s standing a bit

too

close?

like if you can smell his calvin klein cologne he’s definitely standing too close

he shrugs his shoulders. “what it would be like to kiss you.”

😀

WOOP WOOP THATS THE SOUND OF THE POLICE

he needs to be thrown in jail ASAP

like IMMEDIATELY.

girl don’t let it get to you. don’t let it get to YOU

it takes you a few moments of speechlessness until you finally decide to speak up.

“ugh,” you mumble as you turn around and open his door, ready to leave. “you’re such a fuckboy. yuck.”

everything happens all at once

jungkook’s chest pressed against your back

his hand pressed against the door and slamming it shut before you can even attempt to leave

you turn around and back up but only to be met with the door

holy shit

HOLY DHIT

hes standing so close

“what the hell?” you manage to ask without sounding *kinda* scared

“what do you know?” the playful tone in his voice is gone.

like … literally gone?

your breath hitches in your throat

ANSWER HIM!!!

“what?”

“what do you know? who told you?”

uhhh

FUCK

this must be why he doesnt want ppl knowing

he probably treats the word fuckboy like a slur and gets offended when its used on him

what a dumbass

you shrug your shoulders, hoping you appear casual. “no one told me, just look at you.”

“no, don’t gaslight me. who told you?”

you frown. you don’t like him pressing you like this.

“no one,” you repeat

he closes his eyes and it seriously looks like he’s trying to keep his temper in check

“y/n. who. told. you.”

well!

sorry tae! ur not about to throw eunbi under the bus.

she’s got all the juice!

you respond with, “taehyung.”

at that, he dryly chuckles and pushes himself off the door

“when?”

“like 2 weeks ago when yall were playing cod at his place.”

then he turns to look at you, a raise to his brow

oh no

why does it look like he just realized something

“so,” he begins as he walks closer to you again. “you sit next to me for the first time, talk to me, make flirty jokes, touch my shoulder, my hair….. after taehyung told you about me?”

silence

pure fucking silence

cause why did u literally just snitch on urself u dumb FUCK

“no i just,” you start but there’s nothing for you to say. you fucked up big time

his lips slowly curl into a smirk so sinister it makes your fucking knees buckle

“shh.” he shushes you, a chuckle leaving his as he shakes his head

“you’ve got it all wrong, jeon.”

your words mean nothing to him, not when his face is closing in on yours

oh

oh shit

fuck

is he really

is he really going to kiss you right now?

what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK

take a breather

FUCK

oh my god

his breath grazes your glossy lips

your breath has picked up so you close your eyes, trying to steady your breath

but you quickly realize that closing your eyes will make it seem like you’re anticipating a kiss

so you open your eyes again, staring up into his eyes with your own big ones

your eyes automatically drop to his lips, almost going cross eyed at how close his lips are getting to yours

his eyes are staring straight into yours, melting your soul from the intensity

your heart shoots up your airway and into your throat when his eyes drop to your lips

fuck fuck fuck

oh my goodness

its really happening

why aren’t you stopping him?

tell him to stop.

tell him to stop right no-

wait…

did you just

hear the door clicking open?

by jungkook?

then he parts his lips to say these next few words:

“you can keep my shoes, i’ll pick them up one of these days.”

and with a final glance at your lips, he pushes himself off the door and walks back into the living room

ha

haha

right

did he just

really do that?

with a persistent lump forming in your throat, you scramble to open the door further and leave his home quickly before you embarrass yourself further

facing him from here on out is going to be fun. CUE SARCASM.

jungkook: 1

you: 0

to be continued

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[strangersteddierthings]

In the 19 years Steve's lived in this house, never once has he slammed his front door like that. Too scared of his parents' wrath should it have caused any damage.

It feels good.

He almost turns around to do it again, a fuck you to his parents and every decision they ever forced on him, but then he remembers. They're all in there. Nancy, Jonathan, Argyle, Eddie, Robin. In his living room, making declarations and decisions about Steve's life for him. Or, well, one of them is.

Like his parents do. Did?

He didn't grab his keys, wallet, or even his coat, but he's not going back for them. It's cold, sure, but Steve's sure his anger will keep him warm until he reaches a destination. Any destination.

He just doesn't understand why- Why they keep doing this to him.

Why he keeps letting them.

No. No, that's a lie. He keeps letting them because he knows, deep down, he's not a fighter. Not for himself.

He'll put himself between the ones he loves and danger in a heartbeat; he's done that since the first time he watched a petal-faced monster peel its way out of the Byers' wall in '83.

But his parents trained the fight right out of him when it came to himself. It was easier to not argue, to just do what they wanted. They'd smile at him when he was good. They'd take him with on shorter business trips when he behaved. His mom would even allow a quick hug if he impressed a shareholder with how well-mannered and quiet he was.

He won their affections with obedience.

He's never- Nancy and he love each other now, but in the same way they all love each other after having survived the horrors the Upside Down. But Nancy never loved him the way he'd once loved her. That was bullshit.

Even Robin and Dustin. He knows they love him now. Will love him forever, going forward, but both had admitted to having a predetermined idea of who Steve was and what he was like and they weren't wrong but they also weren't right because Steve's never been Steve a goddamn day in his life.

Steve hadn't even known Steve until monsters came into his life.

The way everyone used to refer to him as the Steve Harrington was a judgement all its own. A thing that he was, and had no say to be otherwise.

Even Eddie, in the Upside Down, and now, in his own house.

Steve finally feels like he might be becoming who he really is and he's surrounded by friends and it just made him stupid. He'd thought it was confidence, when he pulled Eddie aside to talk, to confess, but then-

Eddie telling him he's confused. Like Steve is a child learning new concepts and not an adult who has been questioning how he feels about men since he first noticed other boys in middle school.

Eddie telling him, 'you don't want this, man. Not really.'

It's not fair.

Robin came out to him, and he'd just wanted to make her laugh so she would quit looking so scared. Eddie came out to him, and Steve had thanked him for trusting him. Jonathan, Nancy, and Argyle confess to all dating each other and Steve congratulated them. But Steve comes out and gets told he's confused?

And Steve didn't even refute it. Just got so hurt he couldn't be there anymore. Left his own house because he'd told Eddie he had a crush on him, and asked if he'd like to go on a date sometime and Eddie said no and told him he was confused.

Eddie doesn't get to decide that for Steve! No one but himself can decide if he like guys or not. No one gets to tell him he's confused about what he's feeling.

It's- that's bullshit, is what it is!

Steve turns on his heel and marches back to his house. His hurt has fully morphed to anger now.

Steve hasn't run away from a fight since '83, and he's not going to start now.

He rips his front door open and is greeted to everyone just inside the door, in various states of putting their winter clothes back on. All the faces look concerned, but he scans for Eddie's.

Eddie who looks relieved for all of two seconds, when it seems to dawn on him that Steve is angry, and it's directed at him.

"The appropriate response," Steve growls as he steps through his door and punctuates those words by slamming it shut again. (It's not as satisfying this time, because he sees how it makes his friends jump.) He barrels on with his words, eyes never leaving Eddie, "when someone comes out to you, is to say 'thanks for telling me' or perhaps even 'thanks for trusting me' or, if one is so inclined, to just say 'cool, dude' but you don't get- you don't get to tell me I'm confused!"

Eddie takes a step back, knocking directly in Argyle, who steadies him, but he doesn't say anything.

Maybe Steve should be more calm about this, given the audience, but he's not able to stop the words now that they've started. "I'm not confused, and I know exactly what I'd be getting into. You don't get to- to try and make your rejection my fault. If you don't wanna date me, just say so. But you don't get to try and tell me how I feel about you!"

From the corner of his eye, he can see Nancy trying to subtly shift herself and Jonathan away from the door, probably to get out of what really should be a private conversation, but Jonathan's a bit preoccupied by catching Robin around the waist as she lunges towards Eddie.

"What the fuck did you say, Munson!" Robin growls, arms swinging out like she's going to claw Eddie to death.

Argyle has inched back a bit, putting distance between him and Eddie in case Robin breaks free. "You dudes should probably talk this out in private."

"Byers, if you don't let me go right now-"

"Robbie, I got this," Steve says, because Robin shouldn't be turning on Jonathan when he's done nothing wrong. Robin continues to glare at Eddie for a few seconds before she makes eyes contact with Steve. He raises his brows slight -I got this- and she furrows hers -are you sure?-, so he tilts his head -yes, really- and she deflates in Jonathan's arms and allows him to drag her away.

"We'll just be in the rec room," Nancy says, looping her arm through Argyles and following after Jonathan.

Eddie doesn't bolt, which is a bit more than Steve expected. They both just stare at each other until they hear the click of the rec room door.

"Steve-"

"That was fucked up, Eddie," Steve interrupts.

"Yeah. It was," Eddie says, but doesn't offer up more, even though Steve is waiting for an apology.

"That kind of reaction is exactly why I didn't come out sooner. What would be the fucking point if no one even believed me? Or worse, if you'd given me that kind of reaction like, six months ago, I probably never admit to liking guys out loud ever again. You can't just- you can't decide this kind of shit for other people!"

"I know! I- I freaked out, and panicked, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Steve," Eddie says, and he sounds sincere and looks almost fragile while saying it that Steve loses a bit of his steam. He doesn't want to just keep yelling at Eddie.

"Yeah. Well. Thanks for apologizing," Steve mutters, crossing his arms with a huff.

Eddie worries his bottom lip before he seems to gather all his courage and says, "have I fucked everything up between us?"

"No. Not- I'm going to, like, need some time to get over my crush, but no. It's- it'll just be take time-"

"No! I mean, I can't- if you don't, uh, like me like that anymore I get it, but I- what I meant was. Well. No, I guess that answered my question."

Steve is confused, now. For real, and not about his sexuality. "What?"

"What?"

"You did it again. Deciding for me if I liked you or not."

"Shit. Fuck! Sorry," Eddie drops his head into his hands and groans. "I'm fucking this up so bad."

"Than use, like, real, whole sentences and speak to me!"

"I like you!" Eddie blurts. "I have a crush on you, too, but I- I fucked it up!"

"Yeah. Kinda."

Eddie makes a really pathetic noise at that.

"Not so much we can't, like, figure it out, though," Steve offers. "Not, like, right now, because I'm hurt and angry, but like, I'm not going to stop liking you because of one fight. Not. Uh, not now that I know you like me, too."

"Oh," Eddie whispers, then frowns. "For real?"

Steve rolls his eyes. "I said it, didn't I?"

"Sorry, it's just, just good things don't happen to me. It's- I'm processing, okay."

Steve lets out a long-suffering sigh and heads towards the rec room. "If you want to leave to 'process' alone, I get it, but you're welcome to stay. We can get this party re-started and hang out."

Eddie's silent a moment, and Steve thinks he's going to ask if Steve's sure, but instead he gets a quiet, "yeah. I'd like to stay." and the sound of Eddie's footsteps following him to the rec room.

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[fromtheseventhhell]

Imagine being 9 years old and asking your dad about the things you're interested in doing when you grow up and he's like "No ❤️! But you can get married, have babies, and then maybe your sons can do those things ☺️🫶 "

[rotisseries]

my favorite thing about mha has got to be how you can't tell if the writers are aware or not that the setting is in fact a corrupt police state

[rintoorou]

thinking about how sunarin is a quiet lowkey kind of lover but everyone knows he’s yours because he’s got a hair tie on his wrist that he never takes off even during matches… unless you need it of course

[introspectivememories]

Lmao Bernard, Jason and Alfred team up to bully Tim on kitchen hygiene. Like tim, my guy why is none of your appliances useable to actually cook food.

so real. alfred walks in and sees the flesh-eating amoebas in the blender and launches into the biggest lecture of tim's life. "i'm not mad, master timothy. just-" / "don't say it alfred." / "-just disappointed."

jason walks in, sees the kitchen, and leaves a note taped onto the cabinets that says "i should've finished the job at titan's tower"

[satans-knitwear]

It has been 5 days and I have forgotten how to speak in my normal human voice.

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

oh my fUCKING god we fucking knew it didnt we HARD swing the other way hey i just met you and this is crazy heres my entire life story come fly away in my phone box with me

[centipedelightning]

Hi! I saw your elephant!monster reader ask and decided to throw my hat in the ring with a mouse!monster reader with the same pairings, My oc is the monsterized version of the mouse in the wall. A silly goofy rodent with a habit of "borrowing" things and food from people and shops across the underground

this is so cute are you kidding me. ik you didn't request him but I couldn't resist the klepto4klepto idea in my head with Cash. Congrats on being my first "inspiration point" btw.

ALSO: if this didn’t satisfy you, feel free to resubmit your request fhsgdhdh. i can do something a bit more in line w what you were probably expecting.

| UT/UF/US(+SF Pap) x Klepto Mouse!Reader || Platonic/Non-specified || Fluff |

Sans

You'll probably first meet at Grillby's.

The usual patrons are there and in you come. Slinking.. Scheming...

The crystal glasses have been calling your name for a week now.

To your surprise, this is a day Grillby is out so a certain skeleton is behind the counter.

You sidle up to the bar and order some food, intent on getting Sans away from the glassware. Once he's gone you're in action.

With deft fingers, you are reaching over the counter and grabbing as many glasses as you think you can get away with.

Once your inventory is good and full, you settle back into your spot.

You don't realize you've been caught until an empty glass is put in front of you.

"you've been a little mousy you're whole life?"

"I like to think I'm pretty outgoing actually."

That gets a laugh out of the skeleton. "i'm afraid i'll need those glasses back."

You decide to hand him a pair of glasses you "borrowed" from a frog Monster you met in Waterfall.

This goes on all night. After a certain point, you decide to give up the ghost and hand the absurd number of glasses back over to Sans. He even promised to not rat you out to Grillby.

Papyrus

You were walking through Waterfall when you saw Papyrus walking along a lower level just under you.

He was carrying a comical stack of Tupperware containers full of something. It was simple curiosity! He wouldn't even miss it!

You succeeded at snatching a Tupperware and cracked it open. The acrid smell of pure evil is the only thing that graces your nostrils.

Deciding you have no desire to hold onto whatever science experiment the skeleton had made, you hopped down and chased after him.

You came up with a quick excuse that he dropped the item and you were just innocently returning it.

Papyrus' sockets shine as he drops the armload of "food". You get thanked so profusely you almost thought you did something honorable, not stole food.

You get questioned about your culinary inclinations while he picks all the containers back up. Many of them busted open when dropped, though the skeleton doesn't seem to care.

You didn't realize that you started following him while talking and after some time you arrived to his front door.

You tried to bid him farewell before you were all but begged to come in and cook with him. It is free entry into his house.

Who knows what goodies you might be able to snag.

Red

You've heard about the funny skeleton that sometimes performs at MTT resort and decided to check it out.

You were in the area, there was an interesting list of comics on the roster, and the audience looked like types to have a lot of interesting things on them. What reason did you have not to go?

Many of the performers were fine. A few of them were so dull you had no way to sneak about without being caught.

Red was the closer, and by then your pockets were starting to feel well and full.

You, of course, continued on your mission; stifling giggles and laughs as best you could.

Red's set was nearly over by the time you felt satisfied. Oddly enough, when you fully tuned back in you notice something strange. He was making a few too many rodent-themed jokes than one might expect.

It was only after the second or third time he glanced directly into your beady eyes that you realized he absolutely knew what you were doing.

You tried to slip out of the dining room unnoticed but a certain toothy grin at the front doors stopped you.

"got caught with your hand in the mouse trap there buddy"

You had very few options other than running or offering a bribe. you went with a bribe.

Red, surprisingly, accepts and even offers a little deal. You join up with him during his sets. He tells jokes so good no one will notice a certain mousey's fingers in their pockets. Split the loot after.

You didn't have many options to counteroffer, but even then you didn't particularly want to.

Edge

You were caught pocketing some cinnamon bunnies and got the guard called on you. Naturally, you were well practiced in avoiding the guard.

You tried to spend as little time as possible in Snowdin until everything cooled off some. What you didn't realize is that the up-and-coming royal guardsman was not one to give up so quickly.

Once you decided enough time had passed, you made your appearance back into the thrall of the small town. It was only after you picked up some whispers behind you that you realized you perhaps haven't been away as long as you should've been.

What ensued was chaos. Once you realized that yes, people definitely recognized you and had called for the guard, you were booking it out of there.

A few members of the dog pack put up a chase for a while, but none of them cared for petty theft. The only one who decided to pursue you into the forest for the better part of an hour was the new skeleton recruit, Edge.

The chase only ended after you both found yourselves stuck on a large frozen lake, unable to get your feet underneath you. After hitting an impasse, you try one last boon.

You offer to pay for everything you stole and then some. Edge didn't believe you were good for it, but you were no stranger to "borrowing" a good amount of G.

While slipping and sliding past each other, Edge pulled out a long itemized list of everything you have stolen. It took a good few minutes to read through your bill but you did manage to have enough money on you to pay the shopkeep back.

After that, you were watched like a hawk by Edge personally whenever he saw you out about town. It didn't take long to realize you could intentionally run him around if you stole something in his line of sight.

Blue

Blue was one of the only people who bothered to regularly set puzzles and traps that were more interesting than piles of snow.

That also meant you could get a bunch of neat junk if you went around to dig out the parts.

You became his shadow. He'd set up a puzzle, you'd slip in and take a few parts. It certainly didn't help that Blue was incredibly amusing to watch once he saw your handiwork.

He even tried to stake you out a few times, though it never worked.

There was only once that Blue caught you.

You were out somewhere else and he put his plan in action.

You came back to your usual spot to scope out how you were going to sneak past the puzzle part of the puzzle. You didn't even think that the course looked suspicious.

It was a switch-flipping style puzzle. Certain switches move different snow poffs and you had to pick the right combination to get through. Easy.

It was only as you solved the puzzle and the floor gave out under you that you realized you made a mistake.

You got pulled out of the snow that fell on top of you none other than Blue himself.

You weren't able to do much more than laugh and deny. Deny! DENY!

It didn't work of course, though Blue did ask to keep you around.

Something about making the puzzles so hard a human wouldn't even be able to pass them?

Stretch

Stretch was trying to do a simple run to the craft store to get some fabric. His brother wanted a new workout set and refused to just buy one.

You were also there. You were in the bead aisle hamfisting those suckers into your pockets. Stretch could only imagine would you have already stashed away in your inventory.

It was a slow day and he had time for a little prank.

Everywhere you went, the skeleton followed. Everything you put on your person, the skeleton subtly magicked right back out.

It took you a while to notice, but once you did the game changed. It became a combination of making sure you didn't catch him putting your ill-gotten gains back and not being caught himself.

This went on for a while.

You started to get smart. You tried to shake your mysterious pursuer by taking random turns and power-walking down each aisle as quick as you could.

After a time, you also realized your pockets never got heavier. You decided you absolutely had more time to waste and got to plotting.

You started picking up items you didn't even want. Scrap fabric and strange decor items were shoved places you thought you would know if they were tampered with.

It didn't work. The standoff, so to speak, lasted two hours and you didn't catch your shadower once.

You decided to give up. You grab a couple small items and go up to the store clerk to check out. It's the least you could do after being a terror in their store for the past few hours.

It's only after you are well on your way out the door do you feel something. Your bag got slightly heavier. You stop to dig around in it and notice a pack of pencils you didn't steal and definitely didn't buy.

As you look it over you notice it has a little note drawn on the package: "that was fun. quit trying to steal things. see you around."

• Inspiration Point •

Cash

Anyone with a working brain would know not to mess with the skeleton brothers. Most of all you would never want to gamble against the taller one.

You never took their advice. Cash was fine entertainment from afar, but at the table was where the real fun started.

You didn't do it often, but every once in a while you'd find your way to Grillby's Bar & Grill after hours. There was where you'd find the good loot.

With your pockets full and inventory fuller, you found a seat at the round table where the fire elemental was dealing the first round of poker.

You got your wares appraised earlier, so your starting chips were already piled high before you.

The real joy of the table was watching people lose. They almost always came with an air of unearned confidence that made the fall that much sweeter to watch.

They always lost and were always sore losers.

That night, there were only a few real players. Cash was there, like most nights. Dogaressa and Dogamy were there, though Dogamy was only good for moral support. A few of the bar's regulars were at the table as well. The rest of the seats were filled by desperate newbies.

As soon as the table was full, the game started. It continued as you expected. Most of the newbies were overconfident and lost all their G near immediately. Dogamy backed out. The regulars all slowly backed out after losing what little money they offered in the first place.

What was surprising was how long you made it. The only people left at the table were you, Cash, and Dogaressa. You weren't playing for money and you certainly weren't playing to win.

You just wanted some easy entertainment to watch some full adult Monsters throw a few tantrums. It's not like the money you brought to the table came from a personal fund.

It didn't take long before the sore losers all left, so your interest was waning.

It wasn't until you noticed Cash do a weird little hand motion that you recognized quite well. He was pocketing cards. If he's not above cheating why should you be?

In the end, Cash won the lot. You didn't expect to win, nor did you care to cheat enough so that you would've. If anything, that would've been suspicious.

You knew that Cash realized your play and that made the night all the more interesting. Once he knew you were cheating, it became a joint effort to do as much as possible without being fought by Grillby or Dogaressa and miraculously you both pulled it off.

Or, you both pulled it off long enough to get out the door snickering to each other, G in hand.

[cottoncandywhispers]

why are preteens and teens today not allowed to go through a cringe phase?

[maichais]

if the road is long, it doesn’t matter what you weigh—i will carry you.

(belated) birthday web capturing the tsunami of love i have for my darling + some words i hope will help on the rougher days | @snimeat my beloved i love you, happy birthday!!! thank you for coming into my life, i am changed and so much better for it –🌻sun🌻

[endearments for vera, vladimir nabokov // list of conversation heart memos, @seravph // untitled, @alisonzai // sisters, @holly-warbs // rainer maria rilke, letters to a young poet // making amends, @holly-warbs // ruby dee // unknown // moon song, phoebe bridgers // @constellatedlove // @9710144]

[ma-douce-souffrance]

Saanjh didi hi

lily my baby hihihi

[amourtoken]

Back again to weep abt Matt are u kidding??????????? The way he smiles in that drum vid I'm drowning myself as we speak

[ryryryryryryryryry]

So,

my partner and I don’t live together yet. I live in a 400 sq ft cottage with no space because I have a toddler and a cat and a dog, and I’ve only let him sleep over once so far because our schedules are wonky (he works 4 pm - 2 am and I’m up at 6 am and go to sleep at 9 pm, so it just doesn’t work). We’ve been looking at houses, we’ve probably gone to 17 open houses/showings at this point and we showed up today to an open house that had 12+ cars outside and I’m just starting to feel so downtrodden by the whole situation. I sold my old house and I’m thankful I did, but now I’m going to have a shitty interest rate and probably a shit ton of work to do on a new house, I’m just feeling very overwhelmed.

[fuzzyunicorn]

Tryin’ a lil experiment today but I already know my hypothesis is correct

[its-tortle]

thinking about history of man and how perfectly it encapsulates the patterns of romance and female loss throughout history. it references mythologies to show how women have always been the pining, desperate lovers while men have cast them aside and blamed them for the consequences of their love. there's no rewriting it. heartbreak is age old and universal. there was heartbreak inside the walls of jericho. but still it never feels that way. over and over, she loves him more than anyone ever has in the history of man.