#will i learn how to make good gifs of tv shows sometime ??probably not

[alistairs]

We are no longer farmers, brother. Yea.

[kaylasficrecs]

stupidly yours | miguel o'hara

you found your roommate stupidly annoying, from the girls he brought home, to the way he never cleans up. so why, all of a sudden, was he trying to get into your good graces? (this is a horrible summary, i didn’t really know how to explain this one.)

college roommate!miguel au. he could still be spider-man 2099 in this, but it doesn’t pertain to the plot of the fic. 

note: this was technically a request, but i think i deleted it before i knew i was going to start posting fics. sorry anon! this one's for you! also i didn't use too much spanish except for a couple of words because i hardly know any of the language (i know waaayy more french).

tw: talks of Miguel’s toxic family, language (pls let me know if there are others) 

wc: 2k 

It’s not that you didn’t mind your roommate Miguel, but you thought about throttling him regularly. 

Between the girls he brought home and his sometimes too-brutal of honesty, you’ve thought about packing your stuff and sleeping under a bridge (not that there were many bridges in Neuvea York) instead of dealing with O’Hara on a daily. 

But instead, you got your shit together and just retaliated in other ways. 

You stopped cleaning up his shit, because sometimes he was indeed a college guy, and you were tired of being that nice of a person to do his dishes, vacuum, dust, and clean his stuff. You stopped buying groceries and making meals for both of you. Whenever he brought a girl over to his room while you were in the apartment, you blasted the High School Musical soundtracks. Yes, all three of them. You had heard doors and slam and groans of frustration in lieu of this, but Miguel never argued with you about it. 

Because that was the thing, he knew he was being a prick, but it didn’t ever seem to occur to him that it would affect the people in his life. Or that he should apologize for it. 

The last part of your ‘Miguel must be put in his place’ plan was if he was ever extra rude to you during a conversation, you would just stop talking to him. At first, it annoyed the hell out of him, he couldn’t seem to figure out why you had simply stopped talking to him at the moment. He would get even more frustrated, his brown eyes seemly burning red. But he was smart (smarter than you probably) and put it all together pretty fast. So now when those moments happen, he would apologize softly. Which in turn, surprised you. You never thought you would hear a “sorry” muttered from his lips. 

After enough apologies from O’Hara, you decided to let up on some of the parts of your plan. You stopped playing music loudly unless they were being extra loud during sex. You started cleaning up again because honestly, it was starting to bother you too. But what surprised you the most, was that Miguel met you halfway: brought over fewer girls, - and when he did, he kept it quiet - helped you with dishes, and started taking out the trash all of the time. Miguel even started cooking for the both of you. When both of you were home for dinner, you would sit on the floor in front of the small living room TV, and eat and watch a show together. 

More time spent together meant getting to know each other better. You told him about your family, and he told you about his fucked up one. You discussed likes and dislikes, learning that he couldn’t stand trashy Mexican food from fast-food places; making you swear you would never bring home Taco Bell again. 

You started to maybe feel things for him after you fell asleep on him during one of your dinner-and-a-movie nights. And it wasn't the fact that you fell asleep that made butterflies form in your gut, but that you woke up in your bed the following day. It had taken you a few minutes to piece it together through the drowsiness, but you realized he had carried you from the couch to your bed. You had been pouring yourself coffee when you came to that realization. Let’s just say most of the coffee didn’t go into the mug. 

The next time you started to blush after thoughts of Miguel was when he came from work to drive you home in the rain. After living together for so long, you got used to each other schedules, even before you started spending all this time together. So when it was raining Wednesday night after coming from the library, you weren’t nervous about Miguel knowing where you were, more just shocked. The library on campus wasn’t too far from where you guys lived, so you always walked. But you would have at least brought an umbrella if you were expecting rain. The downpour opening the doors outside made you face the fact that you would likely catch a cold. 

To the left of the doors though was Miguel's fancy sports car; rolling down a window, yelling at you to get in. 

As you shut the door, setting your backpack on the floor, you asked, “How… Why are you here?” 

“I got off work a little early. And seeing it rain, I decided picking you up on my way home was way easier than dealing with you with a cold for the next few days.” 

You looked at him aghast. Of course, he was a bit of a jerk about it, but the actual gesture made you pause. A few months ago, you would have never thought he would do this. Even now, you had never known Miguel to be this generous to anyone. 

You tried to hide your small smile as he started the drive home, but you don’t think it worked because you saw one on his face too.  

But the worst part for you was that he kept on picking you up. Week after week, Miguel would text you after he was done with work and pick you up to take you home from the library on campus (even though it really wasn’t that far of a walk). Soon after, he started dropping you off on his way to work too. 

Miguel kept up the niceties till Christmas: carrying all the groceries (now that you were back to paying for them since he cooked for you both now almost on a daily), letting you fall asleep on him, not bringing girls around, buying you coffees, opening doors, and letting you pick movies for your dinner nights. 

He made it really hard not to fall for him. 

Then Christmas time rolled around. You knew it was hard for everyone that didn’t have the best family relationships, especially in Miguel’s case where he didn’t really have anyone left that was a good human being. Finals must have also rubbed off on him, he was snappy and rude to you for the weeks leading up to the holiday. He didn’t cook and barely ate for himself. 

You gave him a pass this time, mostly because you owed it to him for being so nice to you, but also because maybe you liked him. Just a little bit. 

So you tried to cook, were patient with him, let him pick the movie, and hopefully cheered him up some days with one of your sarcastic jokes. You didn’t want to leave him alone. But come December 23rd, and you had to go home for the holidays. 

You had your suitcase all packed for the coming week, ready to say goodbye to Miguel, when he hugged you. He hugged you. He was a massive person but felt so small wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your shoulder. It felt like an atonement for all the bad things he has said or done the past few days. You wrapped your arms around his neck in gratitude, threading a hand through his hair, whispering in his ear, “Please call me. If you need anything.” 

When he finally let go, Miguel’s arms still slung loosely around your waist, you met his eyes, and reached up to smooth out the worry lines on his forehead. He leaned into your touch, so you pushed a little further and kissed his jaw, “I’ll be back after New Year’s.” 

His hands tightened around you, eyes closed, and let out a shaky breath. You couldn’t think of what more to say in the moment and didn’t want to ruin the soft glow that surrounded you both. You slowly pulled away, taking quiet breaths as you left the apartment. You desperately tried to forget about him while you were home. 

But that wasn’t going to happen, as Miguel showed up at your parents’ front door three days later. Thank goodness it was you who answered the knocking late one night, as your parents were getting ready for bed, your siblings nowhere near the door. 

“Miguel, what-” you backtracked, “are you okay?” 

“I was going to call bella. Prometo. But I just needed to see your eyes. Just for a few seconds.” 

You didn’t know what to do with that. You bit your lip and twiddled your fingers, wanting to help Miguel, truly, but you were nervous about how your parents would react to you bringing a 6’ 6” man into the home randomly. And at night. 

“I-”

He didn’t even let you get a word in, “I apologize bella, I should not have sprung upon you like this. I will just see you at the apartment in a few days.”

Before he could fully turn around, you grabbed his wrist, caressing his hand as you slotted your fingers in between. Yes, it would be hell to talk to your parents about Miguel staying, but you knew you didn’t want him to leave. “Wait just… come inside.” You pulled him in, staring up into his eyes as you reached around to close and lock the door, “Stay right here and let me…  uhh… discuss with my parents, okay? But please, don’t leave, we’ll figure something out.” You gave him your best reassuring smile as you gently slid your hand from his, walking toward the back of the house where your parents were. 

Though it was one of the most awkward conversations of your life, your parents agreed to let Miguel stay the night, they could all discuss details in the morning, and formally meet him when they were wide awake. 

You were going to let Miguel sleep on your bed and you take the couch, as your house didn’t have a guest room, and he was too big for said couch, but he insisted you could share your full-sized bed, and you really didn’t want to upset him more by arguing with him at this time of night. 

You asked no questions about why he showed up at your house, just got ready for bed. He already showed up in more relaxed clothes so he could just hop right into bed. He was sound asleep by the time you got done with your shower and face care routine. Slowly slipping under the covers, you studied his face; still seeing the grimace he always wore, even in his sleep. It made you worry and smile at the same time, you wished you could ease whatever pain had caused him to come to see you in such a state. Clearly needing comfort, you brushed some hair back from his face, “Sweet dreams, Miguel.” 

Sometime during the night, you swore you felt that same softness again, his arms cradling you, his breath softly blowing your hair. But when you woke up, the side he slept on was only faintly warm, a sign that he had been gone for just only a little while; a note laid on your nightstand:

Thank you for everything last night. I just needed to escape to you from these past few days. I can explain everything when you come home. I didn’t want to wake you, you looked so peaceful I’m sorry I left. Tell your parents I’m sorry I couldn’t stay to meet them, but thank them for letting me stay in their home with their precious daughter. Happy New Year bella,

Miguel

If it weren’t for your stupid family you would rush to the apartment, or home, as Miguel had put it. 

With those words, he had confirmed it, you were stupidly in love with him. His stupidly warm eyes, his stupidly thoughtful actions, stupid full lips, stupid words (stupidly round ass), and most of all, his stupidly wonderful soul. He could pretend to be a hardass, mean, rude man to everyone but you. 

And January 2nd couldn’t come soon enough, for your stupid brain could only think about Miguel’s arms holding you tightly once again. 

©kaylaficrecs 2023

thanks for reading <3 

note: i think i might do a sequel to this one, let me know if you are interested! 

[palioom]

string lights

summary: you want to decorate the Christmas tree, Jack has other things in mind.

pairing: jack “whiskey” daniels x f!reader

word count: 1.7k

warnings: 18+ content; no use of y/n; dirty talk; unprotected p in v; some bondage; inappropriate use of string lights (and probably unsafe too)

a/n: finished this despite writer's block, enjoy!

• masterlist •

Never ever give Jack Daniels anything that resembles a piece of rope.

That was something she had learned quite quickly while living with him, because if Jack was one thing, it was a fucking menace.

A terrible, hot and cocky menace.

As soon as he could get his hands on rope inside the house – and sometimes even outside of the house, like in the barn – he would not hesitate to use it. It was a fun habit, really. The things he would do with it ranged from grabbing things from across the room, to catching her so he could pull her into his body amongst other quite entertaining things.

Or loop it around her body for an impromptu bondage session. Pretty knots carefully placed all over her body, making her writhe below his broad frame while she desperately moaned his name.

She really should’ve known better than to let him detangle the string lights for the Christmas tree. Because usually, that was her job. It was calming most of the time, sitting cross legged on the sofa and slowly freeing inch by inch from the huge ball it had turned into over the year.

With the TV running in the background, while Jack got the tree all set up in the corner of the living room before he would start on the exterior of the house.

This time, she had given him the task to detangle them, all because she wanted to decorate the living room. She hadn’t gotten around to doing it before now, setting down the little cowboy themed ornaments wherever she could.

Santa dressed as a cowboy, cows instead of reindeers, fitted with small Christmas hats and festive looking cowboy boots were just some of the things.

They had even more ornaments to go on the tree, some downright ridiculous, but charming in a way.

But just as she was finishing up the fireplace, hanging up stockings that looked like cowboy boots, she felt something loop around her middle and pull her back.

And that’s how she had ended up here, string lights wrapped around her wrists and arms, looping around her torso. Blinking in colourful lights like she was the Christmas tree – just spread out on the floor in front of it.

Arms raised above her head, the lights leading to the nearest outlet, Jack knelt between her bare, spread thighs and laughed at the display.

“Ain’t you a pretty thing?” He drawled, the southern accent thick as he spoke. Always showing those pearly white teeth as he smiled, his rough hands smoothing under the fabric of her top.

They were cold, a shiver running over her skin and her nipples hardening beneath the knitted sweater. 

“I look like a fucking Christmas tree.” She replied with a small laugh, arching her back when Jack’s hands found the swell of her breasts. A moan slipped past her lips as he squeezed them, his clothed bulge rutting against her naked pussy when he shifted slightly. “You gonna put me on display instead of that?”

A twinkle appeared in his eyes, clearly liking the idea she had thrown out as a joke. The mental image of her standing in that corner instead of the tree, full of ornaments and string lights, simply was too good.

“Don’t give me ideas, darlin’.” He chuckled, leaning over her to slot his lips over her own. Grinding his middle into her on purpose, just to hear those small gasps and pants tumble into his mouth, her legs wrapping around his middle.

She struggled against the restraints, some of the warm bulbs pressing into her skin - Jack had made sure these were LEDs so he wouldn’t accidentally burn her. It was kinda fun to be restrained like this, but, fuck, she really needed to touch him. Open the zipper of those damn jeans so he could finally fuck her instead of rubbing himself against her clit.

“Jack, please.” She whined against his lips, his thick mustache tickling her skin as he kept kissing her. Like he was in no rush to continue, despite the hard length in his jeans. “Fuck me.”

Jack leaned back with a chuckle, smirking down at her while he admired his work. The blinking lights only added to the usual excitement of seeing her tied up, completely at his mercy but now bathed in a flurry of lights.

A small, wet patch was visible on his jeans, making her groan.

“I think I’ll be nice today, little lady.” He drawled, his hands running over her exposed thighs, then over her calves before leaving her skin and finding the zipper of his jeans. “Givin’ you an early Christmas present.”

Even a so-called present from Jack included some teasing, palming himself with one hand while a small groan escaped him, the other one slowly pulling down the zipper. Keeping her squirming in her restraints, on the plush carpet below her.

“You’re gonna give me a headache, Jack.” She groaned, her eyes glued to where his thick fingers now vanished into his jeans to pull out his cock. Already leaking, the tip fat and dark and just begging to be buried inside of her. “Gimme your cock, please.”

Jack spit into his hand, giving himself a few small tugs, languid and teasing before moving closer to her. Slowly he let the head drag through her glistening folds, coaxing a whine out of her whenever he nudged against her swollen clit.

Savouring this, and the sight of her, watching how she spread her legs wider so she exposed herself to him. A million ideas raced through his head as he watched the lights blink rhythmically, making him unable to wait any longer as he pressed inside of her.

“Oh, fuck yeah…” She breathed out, enjoying the stretch his cock brought as he stretched her open, her fingers flexing and needing to touch him.

He braced himself with one hand on each side of her head, his cowboy hat lopsided when he looked down at her, brown eyes even darker than before. This was so much better than decorating the tree.

“You think we can do other things with those lights, cowgirl?” Jack rasped, already overwhelmed by her when he started to move. Slowly, pulling almost all the way back before slamming himself back into her. “Tie you to the bed with it? Make it a lil’ more festive?”

She nodded, moaning when he hit that good spot inside of her. The idea was good, something about him tying her to the bed with these string lights instead of their usual rope just added to the excitement.

The small lights pressing into her skin, warming it up, definitely helped turn her on. To see her skin lit up in reds and blues and greens while he fucked into her, his face illuminated by them too.

“Sounds fucking good, Jack.” She breathed out, her back arching when he picked up his speed. One of his hands bunched up the fabric of her sweater, pulling it up to expose her breasts to him, the air of the living room cold against her heated skin.

“Look at you like this.” He groaned, ducking his head to suck one pebbled nipple into her mouth, licking and biting at it while he kept fucking into her. “Think these are sturdy enough to hang you from the ceiling?”

“Oh, God.” She moaned. They had recently gotten into it, letting Jack tie his knots all around her body and then suspending her from their bedroom ceiling. That image made her squeeze his cock hard. “Please, yes!”

Jack chuckled around her nipple, his own mind consumed by the image of her suspended by these colourful lights. He could decorate her like a tree, add ornaments to the knots, into her hair. 

She always wanted things to be more festive.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, little lady?” He drawled, feeling himself close to just spilling inside of her. The wet squelch of her was evidence enough that this needed to happen again. “Hangin’ from the ceiling, all nice ‘n pretty for me while I stretch your little pussy open with my fingers and my cock?”

“Tie me up again.” She whined, legs wrapping around his hips and pulling him in deeper. The wiry hair above his cock kept brushing against her clit, creating more of that friction she desperately craved, so close to the edge. “Gonna cum, Jack, fuck-”

The thought of it all - her hanging from the ceiling while the lights deliciously bit into her skin and Jack’s thick fingers fucked into her - let her orgasm crash into her, rolling over her like an avalanche. She pulled Jack closer, tightening the grip her legs had on him, a low grunt coming from him as her pussy sucked him in deeper, gripping him like a vice.

“That’s it, ‘atta girl.” He groaned, spilling his cum inside of her just a few shallow thrusts later, bending his head to press his lips onto hers, teeth clashing against each other with the force of it. “Cum all over my cock.”

Once again she strained against the string around her wrists, her arms hurting at this point while wave after wave washed over her, her whines and moans muffled by his mouth on hers.

Slowly calming down, he pushed himself up again, looking down at her while she dazedly smiled at him. Warm and cozy beneath him.

“You can detangle the lights more often, cowboy.” She giggled, wincing slightly when she moved her arms once more. Now that the rush of the pleasure and her orgasm ebbed away, it did hurt a little bit.

Jack swiftly opened the knots he had tied around her wrists before moving down her arms, granting her movement.

“I’m serious ‘bout you hangin’ from the ceiling, sugar.” Jack drawled, taking one of her wrists into his large hand once he had freed her and brought it to his mouth to kiss the faint, red mark there. A dangerous glint was in his eyes, and she knew that as the idea had sparked in his head, he would definitely go ahead and try it out with her. “We’ve got the setup, just gotta get more lights, mhm?”

She giggled again, shaking her head with a roll of her eyes. “Let’s get the tree set up first, alright?”

Jack laughed too, pulling out of her and then helping her get dressed.

Oh, he couldn’t wait to see her covered in those tiny lights once again. And maybe she’d let him decorate her just a little more, too.

[junkdrawerfics]

Swan Sisters (Part 4)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Bella and Sister!Reader

Summary: You get dragged into dress shopping in Port Angeles with the girls, which turns out to be a good thing considering Bella is a magnet for danger! Jasper is not in this one cause it got too long!

Word Count: 3534

Warnings: some violence (self defense) and allusion to/attempted assault (Port Angeles scene) also possibly horrid writing, I've been up for 24 hours!

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“How was the beach?”

You meet Bella at the door, fluttering around her hectically as she toes her boots off and shakes stray droplets from her coat. She hits you with a look, the ‘calm down before I walk right back out of here’ look. Smiling apologetically, you back off a few paces, though you can’t stop the habitual leg bouncing.

She obviously had something planned last night, when you talked about La Push. Waiting is not exactly your forte these days. After wasting a couple hours working, you called Alice, who hadn’t seen anything, a common occurrence when the wolves are involved somehow. So wait you did, not that it was easy. The living room is in a completely different arrangement than it was this morning.

“It was fine. It rained a bit, but everyone seemed to have fun. I think I convinced Angella to ask Eric out,” she recounts once she hangs up her coat and starts towards the living room.

“Really? Angella and Eric? Huh.” You never thought of that, but they do seem like a perfect pair. Eric’s not too crazy and Ang- Wait, she’s trying to distract you! Focusing back in you, you prod a little further, “Besides that, did anything happen? Any coincidental Jacob appearances?”

‘Coincidental’ because you know of Jacob’s little crush on your sister. If he heard about Forks kids showing up on the reservation, he’d probably show up out of pure curiosity.

“Yup.”

Hm, the shut out approach. Smart. Unfortunately for her, you are now undying, which means an eternal amount of stubborn snooping.

“How’s he?”

“Fine, Billy’s good too.”

“That’s nice.” You give her just enough time to sit down and reach for the tv remote before plopping down next to her, your next question spilling out, “What did you guys talk about?”

Bella rolls her eyes, “Are we playing twenty questions?”

“Until I figure out what you were planning last night before dad came in,” you reply, just as snarkily, “So?”

“Fine,” she huffs, “I got him to tell me about the legend behind why they don’t like the Cullens. Happy?”

“How’d you do that?” This question is just for fun.

A lot of fun, considering Bella goes positively red, pursing her lips in discomfort.

“I might have…flirted with him,” she mumbles, scratching the back of her neck.

Oh the poor boy. Being exposed to that so young, he’ll never be the same. And to think, Bella can actually successfully flirt! You can’t stop yourself from snickering, which makes Bella look even more miserable. 

“It’s alright, Bells.” You try to reassure her, but there’s no hiding the amusement in your voice, and she just glares at you. “Sometimes you just have to use your feminine wiles to get your way, you know?”

She groans, head dropping into her hands. Her voice comes out muffled when she growls, “I hate you so much.”

The laugh you let out is truly a cackle, completely evil in intent, “You could never.”

“I am this close.” She holds out her fingers, except they are pressed firmly together, which just makes you laugh harder.

It takes a moment for you to calm down again. It’s a good thing you don’t need air, otherwise you’d be gasping, ribs aching. But now you can laugh as much as you want, as long as you want. A weird perk, but one you enjoy.

“So,” you start again, wiping a nonexistent tear from your eye, “What did you learn?”

Bella shifts, just enough to cast you a sidelong glance. Her eyes, thoughtful, calculating, seem to look straight through you as she considers her words carefully. You wish she would just spit it out, but it’s not too hard to guess what she might be thinking.

“He said that the Cullens are some enemy clan, and that they have some treaty with the Quileutes that keep them off the reservation,” she finally explains, though her tone is clipped.

“An enemy clan, huh?” 

That makes sense. You get the feeling that there’s more to what Jacob said, something about what you are, but you don’t press further. Whether she figures it out or not, you’re not too worried anymore. Alice’s visions always come true, and your stubbornness alone will deter the more gruesome ending.

You look at her face. There’s no fear in her expression as she meets your gaze. So maybe he didn’t say too much. But there’s still something. She has to know something. You catch yourself, humming at the realization that you want her to know something.

Maybe the quicker she figures it out, the quicker that future will come true.

You give her knee a soft squeeze and push yourself back to your feet, “Whelp, I’m glad you had fun, Bells. You should talk to Jacob more often, he’s a smart kid.”

Her brow furrows, confusion flooding her face at your conspiratorial grin. With a quick wink, you dart upstairs, leaving Bella positively bewildered much to your own amusement.

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Not much changes the days following the conversation. The weather gets a little sunnier, meaning the Cullens don’t go to school and you get a few off days with Jasper. Bella doesn’t mention their absence, much to your surprise.

It’s almost like things are normal for a little bit.

She even invites you to Port Angeles for prom dress shopping, which prompted the question-

“You’re going to prom?!”

And the subsequent answer.

“No.” Said with such disdain, you let it drop immediately.

Even so, that’s how you find yourself here, watching Angela and Jessica try on dresses while Bella stares out the window, lost in thought. It’s a good thing that you know the girls from your time in Forks High, otherwise this would be so awkward.

Maybe that’s why she just invited you, to spare herself the pain of doing it alone.

“I like that one on you, Ang,” you chirp, “Lavender is totally your color.”

“Yah?” She smiles meekly, looking down at herself.

“Totally! Don’t you think Bella?” You give your sister a hard elbow to the ribs, making her jump and glare at you before turning to her friend.

“Definitely, Angela, you look beautiful.” At least she’s trying.

The two more normal girls go back to fussing over their dresses. Watching them gives you a dull sense of nostalgia. It’s been so long since you’ve done something like this with humans. Since you’ve been able to.

“So, (Y/n), are you still dating Jasper Hale?” Jessica suddenly pipes up, eyeing you with poorly hidden jealousy.

Ah, that, you haven’t missed. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Bella smothering a smug smile. Karma.

“I am,” you reply shortly.

“Is that weird?” She presses as she stares at herself in the mirror, messing with a pair of white gloves. “Ya know, since you graduated and he’s still in school?”

“No. I skipped a grade, so we’re about the same age.” Not even close, technically, but appearance wise it is. 

“Still-”

Thankfully, or unfortunately, she’s cut off by a sudden knock on the window. A group of men walk by, whooping and catcalling. Angela and Jessica flinch and shuffle away from the glass, faces twisting with discomfort. You frown, a sudden flare of anger flushes through you.

You jump in front of the girls, flipping the bird at the men as you bark a low, “Piss off!”

It doesn’t do much to damper their attitudes, since they’re probably too buzzed to notice the typically unnerving edge you carry as a vampire. Anger simmers low and hot in your gut. What happened to common decency?

“That is uncomfortable,” Jessica mumbles.

“But really cool, of you, (Y/n),” Angela murmurs, voice touched with awe, “Thanks.”

“Oh please, it’s only decent,” you grumble and slump back into your seat, “I can’t believe that.”

You’re tempted to go rip their heads off, but that wouldn’t look too good.

“It’s disgusting,” Bella agrees, looking just as frustrated.

You fall into a tense silence. It’s tense to you at least, but that’s probably because you’re watching the window like a hawk, as if they’ll come back at any moment. For their sake, you hope they don’t. Their death would not be pleasant. No, you’d make sure-

“What do you think of this one, Bella?”

Oh right, dress shopping. Probably not the best time to get swept up in murderous thoughts.

“It looks great.”

You snort. Is it possible to sound less enthusiastic? 

“You’ve said that about, like, the last five dresses,” Jessica says with a grimace-like smile.

Bella shrugs, “I thought they were all pretty great.”

Angela, who’s observant nature rivals even Edward’s, picks up on her reluctance easily, “You’re not really into this, are you?”

“I actually just really wanted to go to this bookstore.”

You perk up a little in interest, eyeing your sister, “A bookstore?”

She noticably avoids your stare as she nods. Curious. Maybe something to do with her talk with Jacob?

“Well let’s go to this bookstore of yours then! We’ll catch you girls at the restaurant?” A charismatic smile and they agree easily. You tug Bella up by her arm, though she quickly jostles out of your grip with a soft glare.

“You don’t have to come,” she grumbles.

“Hmmm, stay here dress shopping for a prom I’m not going to or accompany my twig-like sister around a dangerous town?” You pretend to mull it over, rubbing your chin theatrically, and Bella rolls her eyes. “I’m afraid I’ll have to go with the ladder. For your safety, of course.”

“I can hold my own.”

Swan stubbornness.

“A gust of wind could knock you over, Bells. Or worse, a nice patch of wet concrete.”

No need to remind her of all the times you’ve watched her trip on nothing. The girl was frightfully uncoordinated. Plus, you’d heard word of some strange “animal” attacks nearby. It’s safer if you’re with her.

Though the trip turns out to be mostly uneventful. You walk to a small store, Thunderbird and Whale Bookstore, who’s clerk gives you a weird look as you puruse the indigenous literature. Not completely abnormal, given your appearance. Just abnormal enough to make you wonder, not too abnormal that people ask. But the legends of their people definitely make you more conscious of your human habits. 

Breathe. In. Out. Blink. Shuffle.

Until he focuses on Bella as she comes up to him with a book.

You peer over her shoulder at the cover. Quileute Legends. Seems you right.

She shifts, blocking your sight as she tucks the book to her chest. With a quick thank you and goodbye, you’re back on the street. The restaurant shouldn’t be too far.

“So…Quileute legends?” 

“Yep.”

You huff, “You’re so boring sometimes, Bella.”

She meets you tick for tick, “You’re so annoying sometimes, (N/n).”

Unconsciously, you catch the sound of heavy footsteps down a nearby road.

“That’s my job,” you chirp, slinging an arm over her shoulders, to draw her close, just to be careful.

“I thought you’re job was to teach me about makeup and boys and all that,” she snorts back.

The footsteps get louder.

Pretending to be playful, you pull her hood up, synching it over part of her face, “What do you want to know, hm?”

Bella looks at you, glare equal parts amused and irritated, until she catches the faintest glimmer of unease in your eyes. You smile, but it’s forced, too stiff, unnarturally sharp. She grip the book closer to her chest. As you push her into an alley, she catches sight of the two men walking where you had. 

And they catch sight of the two of you. A glint sparks in their eyes. An all too familiar one. The hunt has begun.

“Keep walking, Bells, please.” You urge, voice tight.

Their gaze burns on the back of your neck, much like it had at the dress store, dripping with hunger. It brings back every memory of walking through Port Angeles alone. The fear, gripping your mace with white fingers, keys held like claws in your other hand. All because men like them think they are entitled to touch touch touch-

Rage simmers up your throat.

Any other day you could show them what that fear is like. How it feels to be hunted. But you’re too aware of Bella tucked under your arm, one hand curling around your wrist so tight, it would break if you weren’t made of marble. She would see. As much as you want her to know, this is not how you want her to figure it out.

So you clamp down on the rage. Dismembering them might not be the best solution anyways.

Though it sounds more appealing as you step out of the alley and watch the last of the drunken men slither out from the shadows. Disgusting snakes. They were waiting for you.

“Hey, where you running to?”

“There they are.”

Bella flinches, and you envision their blood spilled over the pavement, fizzling alongside their beer. Something inside you craves it, longs to see these men wounded in the same way they hurt young women. But you keep it locked down. Not yet. Not unless it’s necessary, you snarl to yourself.

“Stay close to me, Bella,” you murmur, arm like a metal guard around her shaking, frail shoulders. 

The girl merely nods. Her eyes are wide, unblinking, like a china doll.

You will protect her. At all costs.

Head kepts low, you try to force yourself forward, through the men, but they close in like vultures around you.

“Woah, woah, woah, where are you going?” 

“Yah, why don’t you hang out with us?” They chorus in agreement.

Your eyes dart around, looking for any way to escape. There’s maybe ten men, and you feel your throat tighten with each step they take towards you. With each step, Bella’s heartrate spikes, panic flickering over her features. You pull her impossibly closer.

You go rigid when a scorchingly hot, sweaty hand gropes your butt. Snarling, you slap it away, disgust burning a pit in your gut.

“Don’t you dare touch me,” you warn, though your eyes flicker between their identical, sickening smirks, unable to tell who did it. If Jasper were here, they’d all die for it. They still might.

“Oh, she doesn’t like that.”

“Feisty one, eh?”

“What about this one?”

Everything slows down for just a split second.

Another reaching hand, palm covered in sweat and beer, nails rimmed with dirt, skin smudged with oil. Ready to touch. Ready to take whatever it wants. Reaching for your sister.

Fast - too fast - you block his way. Bella gasps almost inaudibly behind you, but you’re too distracted as you catch the man’s wrist. His face goes stark white at your crushing grip, and it’s like the clouds clearing, his eyes setting on you for the first, real time. The fear glinting in their depths gives you a sick sense of satisfaction.

“Keep your disgusting, filthy hands off my sister,” you hiss slowly and give his wrist a deft twist.

The satisfying pop paired with his pained yelp is music to your ears.

Alongside the sound of screeching tires.

Edward.

Bella barely has time to breathe as you shove her towards the Volvo as it skids to a stop, barely catches the imperseptible nod you give Edward as he steps out. Ignoring her sputtering, you push her into the front seat.

“What the h-”

“Just stay put,” you grumble and slide into the backseat.

You don’t watch as Edward approaches the men. You don’t care to see their faces again. If you do, you just might turn around and break the remaining wrists. Maybe that would keep them from laying their hands on any innocents again.

Eyes flickering shut, you let every muscle in your body go still. It helps somehow, like you’re resetting. You focus on the sound of Bella’s breathing, how it slows down, and how her heart eventually returns to a normal rhythm.

It picks up a fraction when Edward slips back in, slamming his door hard enough to make the car shake.

“Hold on tight,” you whisper, mostly to yourself.

Bella turns to look at you, but gasps and clutches at her armrests when Edward whips right out of the lot. The man drives like usual, like he’s trying escape the depths of hell. This time, you don’t give him grief for it though.

“I should go back and rip their heads off,” Edward snarls, fingers going somehow paler around the steering wheel.

“No. Bad idea-”

“Sounds good to me-”

Bella shoots you a glare. With an unapologetic shrug, you turn to watch the trees race by. They might not have hurt the two of you, but there’s no doubt in your mind that they’ve done the same thing to some other poor soul. They deserve to rot.

“You don’t know the vile things they were thinking.”

You resist the urge to slap your forehead. Or him.

“And you do?” Bella’s brow furrows.

Cover it up, cover it up, you idiot.

“Not hard to guess.”

Better than that, Edward.

The glare he sends you through the rearview mirror is remarkably similar to your sister’s. They really will make a lovely match. Good thing they can’t have kids, what with the amount of disapproval they can put together. 

“Good thing you were visiting Port Angeles, huh Edward?” You tease with a lecherous grin pointed right back at him.

“You were just…visiting.” Bella’s voice rings with suspicioun.

Edward grinds his teeth, “Yup. Visiting.”

The word is slowly losing all meaning. 

You settle back into your seat as an awkward silence fills the cabin. If you didn’t know better, you would think Edward was just another inexperienced teenager, new to the whole love thing. Though, he still looks ready to murder those guys, based on his black glare barely focused on the road.

Remembering them brings back a new feeling. Not fear, but a remanent, the faintest lingering of anxiety that makes you grit your teeth. Dread maybe, because you can’t help but wonder - what if it happened a year ago? It’s pointless, you know, but there’s no banishing the images that come to mind.

Something hollow opens in your chest as you shake your head, as if that will dislodge them.

Edward glances back at you again. His gold eyes crease with concern, but ignoring him seems better than admitting to something so stupid. You’re a vampire now, nothing like that will happen. Instead, you let thoughts of Jasper fill your mind. His smile. His eyes. Anything to keep you distracted until you’re in his arms.

Bella must tell Edward where to go, because the next thing you know, you’re pulling up to the restaurant you were meant to meet Jessica and Angela at. They are barely walking out the door as you park. Bella jumps out, probably to greet them, and Edward goes to follow, but you stop him with a hand on his elbow. Gold eyes flash back to meet yours, still concerned and questioning.

“Thank you,” you all but whisper, squeezing his elbow gently.

His features soften, a small, genuine smile flashing over his lips, “Go. I’ll take care of Bella. Alice told Jasper about tonight, he needs you just as much right now.”

Those words wash over you like a warm tide. Somehow, the thought of Jasper in a rage over your safety, despite you being almost stronger than him now, makes you feel a little better. His protectiveness almost matches your own, though yours spans to practically everyone around you.

Speaking of. 

You slip out of the car and give Bella one last once over. She looks…okay. No bruises. No lingering fear. Like it never happened. Satisfied, you nod to yourself and pull her into a tight, almost crushing hug. She jumps, wheezing out a soft laugh.

“I’m fine, (Y/n).”

“I know, I know. Just, stay with Eddie, okay? He’ll get you food and take you home.”

Bella frowns, “Where are you going?”

“To see Jasper.” You offer her a guilty smile, though she nods her understanding. “Eddie called him right before he got to us, so he’s freaking out a little.” Another nod. “Love you, Bells.”

“Love you, too.”

One last squeeze and you pull away, offering the two other girls a short wave, “Night girls, get home safe, alright?”

“You too, (Y/n)!”

“It was nice seeing you again.”

As you turn to leave, you hear Bella flip on her heels, laughter in her voice, “Eddie?”

Edward’s following groan casts off the last of your dark clouds. You’ll pay for that somehow, you’re sure, but it’ll be totally worth the pure enjoyment it brings you. He hates it when you call him that. Almost as much as Bella hates it when you call her Tinkerbell. Another match.

The silver lining of this all is that you have a convenient reason to leave them alone together.

And based on the events of the night, Bella will probably have more questions than Edward can answer without lying. Plus the book. Everything’s lining up, it’ll just depend on how much Edward outs himself!

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Part 5 (ending)

I hope y'all enjoyed! The next part will likely be the last! And sorry if you missed Jasper in this part :( I try to keep my stories to below 4k words, so I decided to keep that for the next part.

@avadakadabra93

@glaciuswduo

[pinknightsinmymind]

if you feel like it, could you write more headcanons about ellie? not full fic or one shot, but thoughts about her. like, the types of kisses she gives you or the kind of girlfriend she is

【 ellie williams as a gf hc's 】

a/n: yes yes yes yes 100% i think about ellie way too much for my own good and it rots my brain. since i wrote so much it'll be below the cut lol

she loves to see you in her clothes in fact she even encourages it its just something about it that drives her crazy

she's protective of you and always wants to take care of you and make sure you don't do any of the dangerous or stupid shit she does

i feel like ppl forget how much of a dork she is; she'd tell you all about space and the different facts she's learned, she'd explain the plots of her favorite comics, who the characters are, which ones are her favorites, why she thinks one arc was better than the other, and so on and so forth

i think she loves to chat your ear off about any and everything

she's probably afraid she's annoying, so sometimes you might need to reassure her a little bit

in a modern au she's the type to send you funny memes or videos she finds, probably browses tiktok and twitter a lot

definitely the type to send you a photo of two animals being cute or cuddling together and say "us" because she's just a sap like that

composes songs about you and acts all shy when she shows them to you

DRAWS YOU

you're one of her favorite subjects to draw, and she loves showing you every new piece of you she has

she'd send you song recs ALL the time

listens to lots of indie and shoegaze

pls pls pls for the love of god ask her to teach you how to play guitar bc she'd be so excited to show you and spend the time with you

i think her love languages are quality time, physical touch, and words of affirmation

forgets NOTHING

you know how dads do that thing where you tell them you liked something once and they never forget it? yeah she got that from joel it rubbed off on her

remembers what you wore on your first date, remembers your food orders, memorizes your favorite colors, bands, tv shows, movies, everything

so so caring and sweet

since one of her love languages are physical touch you can expect lots of affection from her

loves cuddling, holding your hand, having her arms around you, she just has to be touching you somehow

flirts a lot (but its not a bad thing) even after you two have started dating

loves kissing you all the time, and will make excuses for it

she needs her good morning kiss, her good night kiss, good luck kisses, goodbye kisses (even if she's only gonna be gone a few hours💀), one bc she missed you, a hello kiss, she will use ANY excuse just to kiss you

but sometimes she won't even bother creating one she'll ask to kiss you just bc

loves having sleep overs and nights in together where you can just cuddle and watch movies or play video games bc she's a huge introvert

the type who will do anything to make sure your comfort isn't disturbed

if you don't like the other side of the bed she switches with you, will let you sit in the last chair at an event (but not before asking if you'd just rather sit in her lap), helps guide you through anything making you scared or anxious

calls you pet names every five minutes. all of them.

love, babe, baby, babygirl, princess, darling, honey, whatever is your favorite she calls you the most

lives to spoil you; pays the bill, buys you gifts, drowns you in affection, you name it

celebrates your birthday like its a holiday

speaking of can you imagine her during the holiday season???

the two of you plan out a couple costume for halloween

the two of you are so cute together it's gross

you're always welcome to spend thanksgiving with her and joel

and christmas?? she gets even more sentimental than usual, and buys you an extremely meaningful gift

the most supporitve, soft, kind, humorous, and sweet gf imaginable just a dream come true

she feels like you really balance her out, and isn't afraid to tell you how much you mean to her or how much she loves you

she makes sure you feel loved and remember that you are loved

can't wait to move in with you and once you two do she feels like she's in heaven everyday

just loves you and cherishes you deeply

overall just THE gf you dream and pray for ugh this girl gets me in my feelings every time she's just so cute and sweet😭😭😭😭

[alexsoenomel]

Good Night (Dean Winchester x Reader Smut)

Summary: Dean saying a proper good night *wink*

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Dean being cute and fingering lol

Word count: 1031

Note: I had a dream similar to this. Enjoy! Like/Reblog or both if you like it! :)

You and Dean had been together for a very long time, so long you actually moved in with him and Sam last year. Living with him was wonderful, you had your own system and it worked like a precise clock but the best part was after a long day of hunting you would get to share a bed with your one and true love aka Dean Winchester.

One night you guys came home late…really late (like 3am late) and you were exhausted .The hunt  took place in New York which was kind of cool considering the fact that you had never been there but you didn’t have time to see the whole city. You were too busy chasing a demon that killed and tortured woman because he liked it. He liked the pain and the blood; he was a definition of pure evil.

While Dean was in the shower you took the time to check what was on TV. And the answer was absolutely nothing, just boring movies and shows being played over and over again…and of course, porn. Porn after midnight was a must…especially freaky kind of porn.  After about 20 minutes Dean came out of the bathroom wearing his gray sweatpants and shirt. He looked really good, it was almost unreal.  You immediately went for one too making sure every part of your body was shit free and squeaky clean. When you came back wearing one of Dean’s Led Zeppelin shirts and panties you found him already asleep on his side of the bed. His body slowly rise and fall under the covers, you could only see his hedgehog like hair. He looked so peaceful and adorable. He really was tired. You laid next to him and turned off the light on your nightstand. Suddenly you felt Dean’s arm wrapped around you pulling you closer to him. He moved your hair from your neck and started placing little kisses all over it.

“Hi.” You whispered smiling. “I thought you were asleep.”

“Not before I say a proper good night.” He whispered between kisses sending shivers down your spine. Only Dean could get you excited just by talking. There was something in his voice…his sexy, deep voice…

You bit your lower lip remembering how much you missed his touch, how much you needed it since the job started taking over your lives. Monsters don’t sleep and with them on the loose, you didn’t have time to even kiss let alone do anything in the bedroom. Him being all over you right now in this moment made you realize just how much you missed your alone time with him. He was so addictive…

You shifted a little bit moving your glorious ass closer to his crotch earning a soft moan from him. His lips were still on your neck which you didn’t mind whatsoever. Pretty sure you would be covered in hickies tomorrow and Sam would probably make a comment about how loud you two were last night but you didn’t care. 

“I missed this.” You said feeling his hand under your shirt. “Oh god I missed you.”  His hands were magic; his touch could make you do anything. You always wondered where he had learned to push all the right buttons on your body but pretty sure you had an answer…experience and practice. It’s true when people say practice makes perfect.

“I missed you too sweetheart.” He said moving his hand on your panties feeling the already wet material.

“You’re driving me crazy Dean.” You said feeling his hand over the material slowly rubbing you.  “Ahhh.” You moaned.

 “Likewise (Y/N). Do you want me to stop? ”

“No.” You said while your hand went on his slowly pushing him to go in. You were desperate. “Please?” You begged. His lips were still quite busy working all the right spots in your neck. He was literally trying to kill you.

“Mhmmm.” He didn’t want to stop kissing your neck so he just mumbled and his hand went in your panties slowly finding your clit. He was such a tease sometimes but he was good. He started off slow, long circles making you moan his name over and over again before pushing two fingers in you, his long fingers working you until you couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m so- I’m so….OH FUCK.” You screamed and moaned before coming all over his fingers. His hand suddenly disappeared from your panties and you turned to face his still panting and a little sweaty.  You crashed your lips on his feeling light stubble on his face. God, his kisses were so addictive.

“I love you.” You said breaking the kiss.

“I love you too.” He said making your heart flutter. "I love when you wear my shirts.”

It was a well known fact among woman: If you wear your guy’s clothes, you had all the power in the world.

“I guess I should wear them more often.” You said hugging him, feeling his heart beat. It was fast. Who knew he still felt the same butterflies after all these years together? Especially when it comes to Dean…He wasn’t really good with words, he would rather show you how much he loved you. And you were perfectly fine with that.

“I love you.” You said it again. Those three words you liked saying the most especially because they were true. 

“I love you too.” And every time he said it back you would smile. You knew when Dean says I love you, he truly means it.  “And now I’m feeling really tired.” He added.

“Me too.” You whispered feeling sleepy.

He kissed the top of your head and rested his chin on it while slowly drifting to sleep.

The next morning you woke up late on a Sunday. No one woke you up so you knew there won’t be any cases. When you came to the kitchen Sam immediately gave you his iconic bitch face.

“And good morning to you too Sammy.” You said.

“Next time tell me to find myself a nice, QUIET motel room.”

“Sorry.” You smirked. “Was I a little bit loud?”

“Yeah, a little bit.”

“Good.” You said. Dean smirked drinking his coffee.    

[honeysuckleharringtons]

SFW Alphabet ~ Steve Harrington Edition

warnings and tags: mentions of smut but not in details so 16+ just in case, food consumption, a creepy man flirts with R but Steve shuts him down, minor mention of the upside down, lmk if i missed anything!!

NSFW version can be found over on my spicy blog - @hornyhornyhimbos

tumblr crashed the first time i wrote this so this is not anywhere near as good as it was the first time :')

A = Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

He's very affectionate in private. He feels really insecure about PDA sometimes because people have made fun of him for it in the past, but he's never gonna not hold your hand or hug you or kiss you if that's what you want. You just have to ask outright sometimes.

His favorite form of PDA is... CASUAL DOMINANCE. He might not like to kiss you on the lips in front of everyone, but he's always looking for a reason to tie your shoe for you, give you his coat, hell he'll order for you if you let him. He might like the typical PDA but he loves some casual dominance 🫶🏻

B = Best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

He's definitely the smartass friend. He loves using sarcasm as a love language when he's around friends.

C = Cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

He LOVES cuddling at home. your body in between his legs, your head resting on his tummy, his hands massaging your scalp. He loves cuddling on the couch and watching tv together. It's his favorite part of the day 🫶🏻

D = Domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Well, we already know how he feels about settling down and having kids so i'll just give my opinion on the second half of this question.

He's... well, he sucks at cooking. He grew up with nannies and au pairs and during the holidays he had caterers for all his parents parties so he never really learned how to cook. Not to say he wouldn't love to learn someday, he just needs a bit of help.

As for cleaning, this one he's GREAT at. Because of all the parties his parents threw growing up, he always had to make sure not a thing was out of place in his room or in the bathroom so he's great at cleaning.

E = Ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be the sweetest about it. He'd come to your house so you didn't have to drive home with all those emotions on your mind. He'd probably even consult your best friend first so they could come over with snacks and movies to help you feel better. No matter the reason for the relationship ending, he'd always be the kind to let the other person know that it was never either one of their faults, time just has its way with things.

F = Fiancé (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

I think after Steve's sort of growing up phase, he became very aware of how much commitment means to people. I think once he reached college age, he'd be more likely to be in a long-term relationship.

I think he'd have a specific timeline for when he'd want to get married. Two years of dating, a year to eighteen months of engagement, and then marriage.

G = Gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He's very gentle with other people. He has a hard time understanding that men can be gentle with themselves, they don't always have to man up, but he always makes it a point to be gentle with other people.

H = Hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs. He's never gonna be the one to go out and seek hugs because again, he's a ✨️man✨️ but if you come to him for a hug, he's gonna bask in it the entire time it's happening.

I = I Love You (how fast do they say the L-word?)

Idk why, but I just feel like he'd wait until your first time to say it. In his mind, it would just make it so much more special.

J = Jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

He's only jealous if there's a reason. If some guy walks up and starts talking to you, he's not gonna be jealous. But if he were to eye you up and down or start flirting with you, that's when the jealousy would get switched on.

I actually thought up a scenario for jealous!Steve so here's that. Hope you enjoy! ❤️

Say you're at the mall together one day, looking for dresses for a party. His parents are throwing a nice dinner party and Steve couldn't help but get you a new dress.

You're looking through the rack when your eyes land on a beautiful black dress. Suddenly, a guy walks by. "That dress would look stunning on your figure, gorgeous."

Suddenly, you want to throw up at the sight of the black dress. No matter how hard you could ever try, you'd always think of this disgusting, creepy man every time you saw in your closet.

Steve to the rescue!!! He steps around the rack with a gorgeous red dress. It would look absolutely amazing on you and it was darn near the exact color of Steve's favorite tie. "I agree, the black would look stunning on you, babe. But this red... You'd drive all those other girls at the party to sheer insanity as they try to figure out how you were blessed with such beauty," he'd say before leaving a long kiss to your lips.

Needless to say, that was the end of disgusting, creepy man.

K = Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses definitely depend on the vibes. Sometimes, he'll give you casual pecks, sometimes he'll give you needier, longer kisses. Really just depends on the vibes and what each of you needs.

He loves to kiss you on the forehead and cheeks. He loves to watch your face heat up and your cheeks turn pink with delight.

He loves being kissed on the lips. Cheesy I know, but he just loves when you take control and you're the one driving the kiss.

L = Little Ones (how are they around children?)

I imagine him growing up in a huge family. He was the oldest of the cousins, but he always hung out with the younger cousins at family functions because all the cousins his own age had already been brainwashed into thinking they were entitled just because they were Harringtons. So he'd always hang out with the younger kids, who absolutely ADORED him.

M = Morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

He's always the first one to wake up. He'll lie there beside you silently, until the last possible minute, when he wakes you up by covering your face in kisses. Finally, when you're awake, he lands a kiss on your lips with a, "Good morning, my love."

He might not be a good cook, but he always makes it a point to make you breakfast. While you shower up, he makes one of the only foods he's mastered: scrambled eggs. He'll pop some bread into the toaster on the setting you like best. He'll make you tea or coffee or juice or whatever your preferred breakfast drink is.

Once you're both finished with breakfast, he'll drive you to work, even if your job is all the way across town. He'll put on some soft music on the radio and hold your hand in his, the other on the steering wheel. You're his passenger princess, and you both know it.

N = Night (how are nights spent with them?)

Your nights together are very much a juxtaposition of your mornings. You'll cook dinner while he showers up after work, slightly louder music playing on the radio to keep you awake.

After dinner, you'll cuddle up on the couch with a bowl of ice cream, watching the latest episode of the show you've both been obsessed with.

Once your show goes off, he'll grab your hand in his and lead you to the bathroom, both of you standing in your respective places in the bathroom, just brushing your teeth in the comfortable silence of each other.

Finally, you make it to bed, his side being the closest to the door in case anyone ever breaks in so he can protect you 🫶🏻 you both just snuggle up together, your legs intertwined, your arm slung over his belly. He's always the first one asleep too, so you'll be lying beside him, just listening to the soft puffs escaping his lips, until you fall asleep beside him, your arm never leaving his torso.

O = Open (when do they reveal things about themself? do they say everything at once or reveal things slowly?)

He's definitely built walls over the years. Every time he enters a new relationship, he becomes that much more guarded, his biggest fear being that he'll confess all his secrets and then his s/o will hate him and leave him.

You definitely have to pick him apart, piece by piece and brick by brick. But once you get it out of him, he'll never hold back another thing from you ever again.

P = Patience (how easily angered are they?)

He knows how much being yelled at can hurt a person so he never yells at you. He's also a rsspecter of boundaries so he knows to let you have your space when the two of you argue.

Q = Quizzes (how much would they remember about you— every little detail heard in passing, or forget everything?)

After all the upside down stuff, he suffers from chronic brain fog so he can never remember anything on his own. However, he always keeps a notepad in his lunchbag or on his desk or wherever it's in his line of sight so he can remember to write down the details he knows he'll need later.

R = Remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Probably your first time. Not in a pervy way, of course, he just remembers how special it was. Two bodies intertwined for the first time, a level of intimacy never before shared, a sense of love and passion he could've never imagined you'd have for him.

S = Security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

He's very protective. He always keeps his bat by the bed for emergencies. He'll always stand in front of you if he thinks something's going to happen to you. He's always going to make sure you're OK before he is.

T = Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He's a people pleaser, I feel like so he always goes above and beyond for date night.

However, I do feel like you'd each take turns planning out date night. One Saturday he'd plan, one Saturday you'd plan, and one Saturday you'd share the responsibilities and plan together. He made up the plan and you went along easily.

U = Ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He's a nail biter, I can't be convinced otherwise.

V = Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

He's concerned with his looks but only because he wants to look nice for you and for other people. Again, he's very much a people pleaser.

W = Whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

Always. If you ever had to spend even a night apart, he'd feel incomplete. If there was a day you decided to drive yourself to work, his whole system would be thrown off. He's a creature of habit, and one second without you in the picture would make him go stir crazy.

X = Xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

He loves shopping of any kind. His favorite date is grocery shopping and going home to make dinner together. He loves taking you to the mall and spoiling you with everything you touch. He just loves shopping.

But he's also very good at budgeting. I think one of the only things Steve liked learning in school was percentages and numbers so he always makes sure he has enough money to spoil you before he ever even brings up the idea of shopping.

Y = Yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

In general, he's a mayonnaise hater. He's a mustard-only kinda guy.

In a partner, probably someone who is sloppy. As previously mentioned, he grew up in a house that was always kept spick and span so he wouldn't know how to function with a partner who didn't at least make some sort of effort to help him keep the place clean.

Z = Zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He never sleeps with socks on unless it's his favorite pair of socks.

But you guys already knew that 😉

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[kimbappykidding]

Other Parts: Part One

As you carried on dating, you noticed how Kai became more comfortable and relaxed around you. At first, it was very obvious he was nervous and controlling his responses but he soon stopped doing that and became bolder. He seemed to borrow your confidence and would flirt back more and more which you loved. Kai was just so different from what you expected. You'd only seen him be kind and sweet with Bahiyyih but he could be hilarious and sneaky with you. He was also insanely talented. When the guys told you about his perfect pitch and musical talent you figured they were lying or exaggerating but no. He was a musical genius and so you asked him to teach you something because despite being an idol music still wasn't your strong suit. Kai agreed to teach you and arranged for you to come over the very next day to learn. He suggested the piano for you because he thought you'd be good at it and he was such an attentive teacher...but that didn't help.

You'd learnt the chords and were now moving on to playing basic songs when Kai thought of a tip to make things easier for you. He demonstrated a better way to hold your fingers over the keys so you could access notes quicker but you were just watching him. He had such a cute smile and the way his brows furrowed when he was concentrating was so cute. Kai caught you staring and smiled "did you get that?" he asked. You blinked and then registered what he'd said "huh? Sorry no I missed it". Kai laughed "why? How? You were sitting right here". You smiled "I know but so were you and you look really good right now". "I do? Doing this?" Kai asked confused and you nodded. "You know I think a break will really help my piano skills" you said pointedly and Kai smiled. "Whatever helps you learn I'll happily do...you mean make out right?". You smiled "I do" and Kai nodded "that's good, I can show you some other stuff afterwards" and he pushed the piano away with more vigour than you thought possible. Kissing you was more important than his instruments and you felt that was a huge compliment.

You enjoyed kissing Kai for obvious reasons but also because he was sometimes hard to read. You knew he was into you, that much you had confirmed but you weren't sure how much or where he was in the relationship. Kai would typically wait for the to initiate things and you had no idea if he wanted you as much as you wanted him...but when you kissed him you felt it. The way he'd pull you closer and linger as you both pulled back. How his eyes lost their youthful charm and were replaced with something else. It showed you Kai did want you and you had no idea a fellow member had been stoking that flame for you.

You were now round at the TxT house regularly and Kai loved how well you fit in with his members...but didn't like how well Beomgyu had taken to you.

He knew Beomgyu meant nothing by his teasing and would never actually cross any lines there but Kai still didn't like seeing him flirt with you. It was part insecurity because Beomgyu was so funny and charismatic. Kai had seen him walk up to random girls he'd never met before and win them over with his wit alone. Kai didn't think he'd ever be able to do that and so seeing Beomgyu use his material on you rubbed him up the wrong way. He knew it wouldn't work but he still didn't want any tempting fate. He wanted you to himself and was getting more and more territorial.

One night, you came over to binge the new season of Stranger Things and somehow Beomgyu ended up beside you instead of Kai. The two of you had discussed Stranger Things before and probably did like it more than the others so Kai shrugged it off as the first episode started. When the whispering started though he started getting agitated. Beomgyu kept leaning over to you and whispering things which made Kai feel awkward. He didn't like how much of your attention Beomgyu was getting and was pretty sure it was an act because Beomgyu had no problem talking loudly in a movie or tv show normally. Then when Beomgyu started asking to borrow your blanket Kai nearly lost it.

Thankfully the episode ended just as Kai reached his limit. So when Beomgyu left for the bathroom Kai took his seat next to you. You smiled when Kai sat down and immediately moved towards him. "Hey you" you smiled pecking his lips and leaning against his side. Kai put an arm around you and added another kiss to your forehead. All was good...for those 2 minutes.

Beomgyu returned and protested Kai taking his seat but Kai didn't give him the time of day. Kai was rather short with him and felt a little bad about it but mostly didn't care. He was pleased when Beomgyu took a seat behind the two of you but that faded when Beomgyu kept talking to you. You even turned at one point to show him something on your phone and Kai was not pleased.

Kai went quiet for the rest of the night and after a few more episodes you noticed something was bothering him. So you invented a reason you needed to speak to him in his room privately and shut the door as he followed you in. "So what's up?" you asked "you went quiet on me, is something wrong?". Kai bit his lip "nothing's wrong" but he'd always been a terrible liar. "Come on Kai, what's up?" you asked him "talk to me". Kai also couldn't deny you anything so he sighed and sat down next to you. "I don't like how Beomgyu is around you". You paused "you mean all the flirting? But Kai you know that isn't real". "I know and that's what makes this so annoying! I know you don't like him that way and he'd never do anything but it still gets under my skin and that day you flirted back with him to test if you could make him blush..." Kai said his breath catching "I knew you were only doing it to mess with him but still...it made me jealous because I wanted it to be me. I didn't want you looking at any other guy like that and now I feel like an overprotective irrational weirdo". You smiled shaking your head "Kai you're not a weirdo and I actually quite like that you got jealous". "You do?" Kai asked and you nodded "I didn't do it to make you jealous but hearing you wanted it to be you...I like how that makes me feel". Kai smiled "I like how you make me feel too". You tilted your head to the side "oh trust me I'm going to make sure of that" and kissed him but this was different to the other kisses. This was heated from the off and Kai didn't have to ask what you meant. He got it. So he let all his feelings go and channelled how you were making him feel. He focused on you and didn't stop.

***

Kai was adorable bashful afterwards and so gentle with you. He helped tidy things up and then bundled you into his arms. It was then that something occurred to you "Hey where are your plushies?' you asked and Kai froze "what?". "Your plushies? I thought you had like 50 but they're not here". "I moved them so there would be room for you" Kai said and you gasped "you sly fox! You knew tonight was the night you'd get me in bed!". Kai blushed worried but realised you were joking and shook his head. "No, I moved them a few weeks ago. Beomgyu mentioned I should move them in case you wanted to sleep here and I thought that sounded like a good reason. I didn't want anything to stop me from spending more time with you". You blushed "that's really sweet but I know how much they mean to you, you don't have to banish all of them. Plus I like the penguin one, it reminds me of you". "Which penguin?" Kai asked "I have several" and you laughed "the blue one". You said it so sleepily Kai could've died right then and there from cuteness but he didn't. Instead, he nipped out of bed, much to your protests, and went to the wardrobe where he fished his penguin out. "Here" he said "she's yours". "I can't keep her" you said but he shook his head "I want you to have her, that way you can think of me when we;re not together". That was so adorable it made you want to melt and you kissed Kai instead. "I like that idea" you whispered as Kai smiled and wrapped you back up in his arms.

Baihiyyih also started to notice the effect you had on Kai and she didn't always like it.

You were on a variety show and your personality was shining like usual. Bahiyyih could tell one of the hosts was into you because he kept directing questions to you and smiled at you lots. So afterwards, it didn't surprise her when he asked for your number...but what did surprise her was your response.

"I'm really flattered but I'm already seeing someone" you explained. "Can't say I'm surprised" the host said "a funny beautiful talented girl was totally going to have a boyfriend but I thought I'd shoot my shot. Let me know if anything changes" and with a wink, he left. As you travelled back Bahiyyih pretended she hadn't been listening but her mind was going crazy! Were you and Kai boyfriend/girlfriend now? Were you official? He hadn't mentioned anything and neither had you but surely Kai was the guy you meant? Unless you just didn't want that guy's number and so said that to put him down easily? She was very confused and it must've shown.

Once you got back home she was the last one out of the car and you noticed and hung back. "Hey are you okay? You've been quiet". She looked at you and hesitated before asking "are you and Kai exclusive now?". "Oh you heard that back there?" you asked and she nodded "it's fine if it was just to get him to leave you alone I just wanted to know". You paused "well Kai's not asked me but we've been seeing each other a while now so I wouldn't think it's okay to go on dates with other guys but I don't know if Kai's seeing other girls". "He's not" Bahiyyih said and she knew without even checking because it was Kai. He wasn't a player and with how much he liked you there's no way he'd go near other girls. "Kai's not like that so I guess you're unofficially official?". You smiled "yeah I guess so" and Bahiyyih was surprised that actually made her smile too.

Teasing Bahiyyih was now the furthest thing from your mind and you had actually been doing the opposite. You had been trying to stop Bahiyyih from seeing you and Kai together but it seemed like the harder you tried the more she saw.

Classic example, that evening Kai was meeting you at your house to take you out for dinner. You hadn't seen him in a week because of scheduling so when you saw him at the bottom of the stairs you were super excited. You skipped down them and threw yourself into his arms with a happy "Kai!". He happily engulfed you and held you tightly. "I missed you" you said and Kai blushed "you did?". You nodded "of course I did" and looked up at Kai with such a cute but sincere expression he caved and kissed you. You only realised Bahiyyih was in the corner dying about 20 seconds into your make-out session. "Bahiyyih we're so sorry!" you cried and she nodded wincing "thank you for stopping" and rushed away. "Oops" Kai said giggling and you smiled "I'm honestly surprised that hasn't happened more" and it was as if your words cursed everything.

Anytime you or Kai kissed, Bahiyyih was present. When you were texting Kai flirty messages, she just so happened to look over your shoulder. When Kai dropped you back off home and was giving you a goodnight kiss, Bahiyyih had just gotten back and saw it. It was as if she was cursed and it was really starting to bug her.

One night, you'd all gone to a local restaurant for food. It wasn't super close but you could walk it in about 30 minutes so you all did so without complaint. However, on the way back, it was uphill and it was raining so you didn't want to walk. The only problem was it was a Friday night and no taxi driver had a car big enough for all of you. More and more time passed with no drivers taking your trip and it was getting late.

"How are we going to get home?" Yeseo asked and you smiled "leave it to me" and brought up Kai's contact. You were sure he could borrow a company car and come get you. "I've already tried Kai, he's not answering" Bahiyyih said and you looked at her "okay not to be rude but I think he'll be more likely to pick up for me". Bahiyyih's jaw dropped and she was in the middle of protesting when Kai picked up the phone. "He has rehearsal" Bahiyyih said angrily "he won't come" but 2 minutes later you hung up the phone and told them Kai was on his way.

When Kai pulled up Bahiyyih was still pouting. You of course hopped into the front with Kai and Dayeon got in beside you. Bahiyyih sat in the back with her arms crossed and Yujin nudged her "you're not still mad are you?". "Of course I am! In an emergency situation my brother would protect Y/n instead of me". Yujin frowned "I don't think that's what happened tonight, yes he answered her call not yours but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you or wouldn't protect you". Bahiyyih shrugged in response so Yujin continued "plus I think this is a good thing, seeing how much they care about each other". Bahiyyih made a noise of disgust "trust me I've seen enough of it" and Yujin smiled "true no sibling wants to see their sibling being physical with their partner but isn't it nice to see how sweet Kai and Y/n interact?" she asked "you were worried about this but look at it! It's so real".

She gestured to the front where you were leaning on Kai's arm as he drove. Kai had a hand on your leg and had long since given you his coat which you were sharing with Dayeon. She saw your faces in the rearview mirror and you looked so casual. Neither of you was trying to be cute or affectionate, this was just normal for you and she had to admit that was sweet.

You decided to stay with Kai instead of going to the dorm and Bahiyyih really wanted to thank you for making her brother so happy. She tried ringing you but you didn't pick up so she texted you instead.

"Hey Y/n it's me, don't worry nothing's wrong I just want to thank you for not breaking your promise with Kai. I'll admit I was worried at first when you started spending time with him to bug me but I can see how it's evolved into something real and you make him smile more than anyone ever has. Thank you for caring for him and sorry for judging you too soon". You replied back a little later "Aww thanks Bahiyyih, yeah it definitely started off as more of a bit of fun to tease you but even I was caught surprised by my feelings and I guess it's just fate huh? A great accident".

You put your phone down as Kai called you back into the kitchen where he was making food. You'd ordered food but Kai insisted making it would be quicker and you were having a race. You'd started just observing Kai, determined to keep the race fair but he looked so cute when he asked for help that you relented. You were washing up in the sink when your phone went and you smiled "ha I win! That'll be my delivery person, can you answer it?". Kai did as you asked and told the guy which apartment you were in. Kai was heading to the door when he spotted his name. When the call ended, it went to the last thing on your phone screen. Your whole conversation with Bahiyyih was there and Kai couldn't help but read it.

Kai's heart broke.

You heard the front door open and close but that had been 2 minutes ago and Kai wasn't back. "Kai?" you called shutting the tap off "you know, you can't spend ages in the hallway with my food, hoping that your food will done before you get here" you said laughing. You stuck your head around the door and saw Kai sat on a sofa in the living room. "Kai?" you asked and then you saw your phone on the table in front of him. Your conversation with Bahiyyih right there for anyone to see. You jumped up as your stomach sank "Kai don't read that!" you said but only when you snatched the phone away from him did Kai seem to hear you. "Don't pay any attention to that, it's not important anymore, Bahiyyin and I were just teasing" you said "no big deal" but the second Kai looked at you, you knew it was.

"No big deal? No big deal?" he asked in disbelief. "It was a joke?" Kai asked his voice rising in volume "you slept with me and did all of this just to piss off my sister?" he cried. "No not at all!" you said and Kai shot you a look. "Well I mean it started in that way yes. I saw how much flirting with you bothered her so I kept doing it but it changed so much from them. When I actually spent time with you I started to like you and it stopped being about teasing her!" you said but you could tell Kai's trust had been broken. "I can't believe I was so stupid, to think you actually wanted me and cared about me". "But I do want and care about you" you said and Kai shook his head "you called us an accident Y/n! We wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for you teasing Bahiyyih, you never would've approached me if it wasn't to hurt her right?" he asked. You hesitated but knew there was no way you could spin this. "I can't say for certain but yes" you admitted and Kai shook his head.

Soobin and Yeonjun suddenly appeared, hearing the argument from their rooms. "Hey is everything okay?" Yeonjun asked "we heard yelling". You looked to Kai but he wouldn't even look at you. You went to answer when Kai spoke over you "yeah Y/n was just leaving". You blinked at Kai, shocked at his cold tone. "Kai can't we talk about this?" you asked and he shook his head still not looking at you. "I've heard everything that needed to be said". You looked at him in disbelief but felt Yeonjun and Soobin staring at you and knew if their maknae wanted you to leave, they'd enforce that. "I...I'm sorry Kai, I never wanted to hurt you and I do care about you" you said trying to get him to look at you but the most he did was glance. He didn't comment so you hurried from the room for once in your life feeling anxious.

You got home and had no idea how to make this right. You were so focused on Kai that you didn't even think about Bahiyyih until it hit you an hour later. What would you tell her? That you'd done the one thing she'd asked you not to do? No, you couldn't. You couldn't lose both Huening siblings so you called Kai.

Beomgyu picked up. "Hey how is he?" you asked. "He's okay" Beomgyu said awkwardly "but he needs some space". "Okay that's fine, as long as I get a chance to talk to him afterwards. It's not as bad as he thinks it is and I promise I really do care for him Beomgyu". Beomgyu sighed "but he doesn't believe that Y/n". "Which is why I need to speak to him! To explain it to him" you said but still Beomgyu wasn't sure. You could hear him whispering to someone else and got excited "is he there? Can I speak to him please?". "No it's Yeonjun...sorry Y/n. I'll tell Kai what you called but I think you're going to have to wait for him to come to you" and be hung up. Your chance to fix it had vanished.

The girls could tell something was wrong and feeling like you should just bite the bullet, you found Bahiyyih and asked if you could speak to her. She nodded looking a mix of confused and curious and led you to her room. You didn't know what to say so just put it as simply as you could.

"Kai ended things with me" you told Bahiyyih and her eyes widened in shock. "What?" she asked "why?". She was certain her brother was head over heels for you so this didn't make sense. You sighed "he found out how this all started, with me teasing you and he felt betrayed". Bahiyyih frowned "but how" before she realised "he saw our texts?". You nodded "I asked him to unlock my phone to get me something and I'd left it open. I'm sorry Bahiyyih, I messed with your family and I think I did exactly what you asked me not to". Bahiyyih shook her head "you don't need to apologise I feel like I should, they were my texts he saw so I'm partly responsible". "You're not" you said "I was the one who started all of this and got into it for the wrong reason". Bahiyyih nodded "yeah but I've seen how you've changed and how much you care for Kai. It was never really fake but now it's truly real". You sighed "but now I've broken his trust and I can't fix it. Something tells me your brother isn't too frivolous with his trust". Bahiyyih frowned "well no but he's also not one to fall for someone quickly but he did with you, he really liked you Y/n so if anyone can win him back it's you".

Bahiyyih meant to comfort you but her words just made you cry because if Kai really didn't love easily that made everything you'd done worse. Bahiyyih rushed to hug you as you cried "I think this is it Bahiyyih, he wouldn't even look at me when I left and he won't talk to me. There's nothing else I can do, it's over" and Bahiyyih hugged you harder. She told you many times that night this wasn't over and Kai would listen to reason but when she next saw her brother she wasn't too sure.

Bahiyyih initially didn't want to get too involved but then realised she was directly in the middle of this so decided fuck it! When a week had passed and Kai was still refusing to speak to you she decided to go see her brother herself. She told him she had something from their parents to drop off which wasn't a lie but she didn't mention she'd purposefully asked their mom for something. She arrived at Kai's dorm and was immediately surprised with how pale her brother looked. He offered her a small smile but she could see the bags under his eyes and thought even his face looked thinner. The members seemed really happy to see her and she rightly assumed Kai had spent every minute he could locked in his room shutting the world and you out. "Hey" she smiled trying not to let on she was concerned and she played along with Kai pretending nothing was wrong until they were alone.

"So thanks for dropping this off" Kai said wondering why their mum wanted him to have this odd pair of shoes but when he saw Bahiyyih hesitating he knew this wasn't just a drop-off.

He sighed and shook his head "Bahiyyih I don't want to talk about it". "Look I know you don't but I just wanted to say I think you're judging her before knowing the full story". "I know enough" Kai replied and Bahiyyih shook her head. "Come on Kai...she didn't date you to annoy me. She didn't go through all that for me, she did it because she likes you". "But how do I know that?" Kai asked "I feel like I can't trust her at all". Bahiyyih frowned "well look at the facts, like how she was with you. Around you, she was sweet, caring and genuine. We all saw a side to her we didn't know existed and she was real with you. It wasn't an act or mask that was the real her and you brought that out in her. It was real Kai I'm sure". Kai stated at his sister but eventually sighed "even if that's true I don't know if I can take that chance, if I can trust her again". Bahiyyih sighed "well ultimately that is your call but you know her Kai. It wasn't fake and I think if you just think over the time you spent together you'll realise that too...but I promise not to talk about it anymore. I'm neutral". "You are?" Kai said "I thought you'd be on her side". "There are no sides but of course, I wouldn't be against you. I love you both and want you both to work this out" Bahiyyih said "I want whatever is best for you both and if you need someone to talk to I'm here". Kai smiled "when did you get so mature?" and Bahiyyih smiled "there's a lot you don't know about me big brother".

Bahiyyih was hopeful that something she'd said would stick but a week later, nothing had happened. She knew her brother was hurt by this but had no idea it ran so deep and like you said, had destroyed all his trust in you. She knew she shouldn't meddle anymore but this whole situation wasn't fair on you or Kai and you were both miserable, so she spoke to the only other people who might be able to convince Kai, his members. They all agreed Kai needed to at least hear you out and promise Bahiyyih they'd work on him. That same she got a text saying Kai would speak to you.

You met Kai two days later at his dorm, where all the guys were mysteriously absent, giving you the place to yourselves. Silence had never felt so loud as when Kai let you in and you led you to the living room wordlessly. You sat down facing one another and weren't sure if Kai wanted to start but after a few seconds, you couldn't take it anymore.

"Kai I'm so sorry!" you said "I never meant to hurt you and the teasing was just something I said to annoy Bahiyyih. I liked you from our first meeting and wouldn't have kept talking to you if I didn't!". Kai blinked and looked down almost startled but you continued. "I know I've really hurt you and my words mean nothing to you but I promise if you take me back, I will make it up to you and will prove I am telling the truth and you can trust me again". Kai stood up abruptly and you frowned "Kai? Are you okay?". "No" he said "because you don't get it Y/n I'm not like you. I'm not social and good at talking to people. So to have you, this beautiful funny confident girl date me...and then to find out it started as a joke...it's not funny to me" he said "I've been told so many times to just be patient and the right girl would come along. That I'd find someone who loved me for me and I...this hurt more because I thought my waiting was over" Kai said "but then I found out you didn't even like me initially. Not enough to come over to me just because you wanted to. You gave me hope Y/n just to shatter it". "But it's not shattered Kai" you said "I like you! I want to be that person you were describing! I care about you and love how kind you are and how hot and confident you are around me. I want you!" you said annoyed at everything "and just because I didn't know that when I first met you doesn't make it untrue". Kai didn't say anything so you sighed. "Kai, is there anything I can do to reassure you I care about you? You must've thought there was still some hope here or you wouldn't have agreed to speak to me". Kai looked at you and you saw the tears in his eyes and buckled. "Oh Kai" you exhaled and hugged him. Kai crumpled into you and you both held onto each other.

Even after you'd both calmed down, you still stayed pressed together and you kept saying you were sorry until Kai shushed you. You frowned "but I am!" and Kai smiled "I know but it's okay. I think we can try and move forward from this". "We can?" you cried excitedly and Kai smiled, trying hard to contain his own glee. "Yes" he said "I do really care about you, enough to put myself at risk a second time and I feel I can trust you". You nodded "you can Kai I promise!" and peppered him in kisses until he started dolphin screaming.

That was when all the guys got back from their exile and when they heard Kai screaming, they came rushing only to smile seeing how happy he looked. "Hey guys!" he beamed spotting them "we're back together". Yeonjun smiled "yeah we figured, glad to have you back Y/n". "Glad to be back!" you replied flinging yourself into Kai's arms and neither of you could be any happier.

You'd dodged a bullet and now had your arms wrapped around your prize.

[lunar-faye]

Matchup for @averagetoyakinnie

Thank you so much for your request! After careful consideration I’ve decided to pair you up with…

Alastor!

When you first meet, he would probably want to observe your actions before trying to know you personally. He watches you interact with the other members of the hotel, caring for people, always being prepared. He notes how much attention you can handle before you run out of social battery and need space and getting to know a little more about your humor. Once he’s gathered enough information about you, he’ll start interacting with you more and try to get closer to you.

He loves how straightforward you are. He doesn’t like it when people try to “spare his feelings” or whatnot so hearing your truthful opinion directly is very nice. He also loves to gossip and will make sure to tell you all about the drama he’s heard of from around hell. Sometimes he’ll even invite you to visit Rosie so the three of you can gossip together.

If you want to talk, Al will listen. He might throw in a snide remark now and again but nothing bad enough to hurt your feelings. He also likes to listen to you talk to other people. If you end up being crude to someone you bet you’ll be able to hear him snicker a little. If you run out of social battery, he’ll be able to tell and will take over the conversation and end it. He’s also willing to comfort you afterwards or give you space if you need it. Also he would LOVE it if you listened to his radio show.

Alastor finds it hilarious whenever you say chaotic things. Although be careful if you joke about eating skin cause he might take it literally and think you’re a cannibal….

When Al heard about you wanting to be a fashion designer he thought you meant tailor. He often comes to you if he needs his coat fixed. It might not be exactly what you had in mind but he’s trying to support you and it’s the thought that counts right? He will also let you dress him in clothes that you design (although he probably won’t like any modern clothes. He’ll still wear them for you though).

Alastor mostly likes physical touch if he initiates it. You’re one of the only people he feels comfortable with initiating touch though. Not too much though. But whatever he lacks in physical touch, he makes up for with quality time. He’ll follow you around and spend all the time in the world with you. He could never get sick of your company <3

When you told him you liked games he thought you meant card games. He was a bit displeased to find out you meant video games (mostly because of his beef with the tv demon and his little understanding of modern technology) but it’s not like he can stop you. He’ll let you play your video games and even watch, he especially likes the horror ones. But he’ll also be very happy if you play a game of go fish with him every now and again too.

Oh Alastor can dance alright. Sometimes he’ll turn on a radio or a record player and you two will dance the night away. It’s a blast and a half, and it can even turn into a competition of who can keep dancing the longest.

Overall Alastor would make a pretty good partner. Sure there are some things he might not understand, but he’s willing to learn them to make you happy. Together you two make an unstoppable pair! 📻❤️🦌

I hope this is ok and you enjoy! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[evil-rip]

Hello!! Could you do headcannons for splinter being a granddad to one of his son's kid? Maybe a kid he had with the reader (leaving the turtle up to the imagination)

Thanks and have a great day! Love ur stuff btw :)

Thank you for requesting! I'm really happy to write more of good old Splints and that the last one post with him was so liked :3

⭐Grandpa Splinter!⭐

Goes with totally different tactic to raise his grandchildren. After all he isn't the one who has to do everything and can just stick for the fun parts!

Enjoys babysitting. Takes little one for the walks, tells stories about clan, plays every game, sings lullabys.

He would totally watch japanese tv shows with his grandchild on his knees.

I think that the grandkids wold easily fall asleep when he hold them. The fur, would be probably pretty cozy.

Little Lou Jitsu costume! No... Everyone gets Lou Jitsu costume! Time for family photoshoot.

Will be telling his sons that they spoil the kid too much while he can't say no to this little face and big eyes.

So dramatic. He always worries that the little one will get hurt doing so simple, normal things, it's unbelievable. I just wonder why he didn't worry when he gave him nunchaks.

Splints is his the one who want to immortalize every minute of child's life by filming everything. On some films you can here him sobbing from happiness behind the camera. He gets very emotional sometimes.

When grandchild would be learning how to speak don't be surprised if his first word would be grandpa. Splinter is trying really hard to make this happen.

If we talk about talking... He love to listen to kiddo. Also he totally will tech him some wired word's to screw with his dad a little. He wouldn't mind talkive grandchild at all.

He calls his grandchild little one. If there would be more of them then would be probably, the biggest one, the smallest one, the tallest one etc. Just like with his sons.

Packs cute lunches to school. Splinter is really proud of it. He isn't good at it unfortunately. But Mikey does help him make it work. He changes things that rat burned, adding ingredients that he forgot, switching his poorly cut out shapes, being at the same time unnoticed by his dad. Pops is happy and kid has eatable meal.

He would be wonderful hair stylist. Braids, ponytails and much more isn't a challenge for him. Totally will let little one play with his hair and give him makeover. Well unless it won't end up with pulled out fur for him. If this happend once He would take to his heels whenever he sees his grandchild with comb in hand and probably hide behind Raphael.

Won't be letting kiddo win every game. Nope, this isn't his style. Even if he knows that his grandchild will be unreasonably mad, sad, noisy about it, like some kids are, he just won't lose any game on porpoise bc "He must learn how to lose". Well it will be like that untill his sons make him change that.

Gave little one plushies that look like every person in family. To symbolize that they are always with him even when they seem not to be.

When he has problem with grandkid first of all Splints calls to April for help. She worked with children, she should know what to do, right?

I hope that is what you wanted ☺️ have a good day sweeties ❤️

[maricervantes]

[ priscilla quintana, cis woman, she/her ] — whoa! MARIANA CERVANTES just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for FOUR YEARS, working as a/an STRIPPER AT EMERALDS/ACTRESS. that can’t be easy, especially at only 32 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit TEMPERMENTAL and RESERVED, but i know them to be KINDHEARTED and AMBITIOUS. whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to MANHATTAN! — 

drugs mention tw

Mariana Cervantes grew up an only child in a house with a very old fashioned, overprotective father and overly worried mother. Her father never wanted her to have any guy friends, refused to let her hang out with friends much outside of school, and absolutely forbid her to go to parties. Her mother was more lenient and would often drop Mari off at her friends’ houses, parties, and sometimes even her boyfriend’s houses but she just didn’t allow her daughter to be out late at night because that worried her too much. Overall, though, life in the Cervantes household wasn’t bad and she loved her family more than life itself. She also grew up very interested and attached to her culture, something that’s never changed even as she got older. And at a young age she learned how to speak and write in Spanish.

As a child she loved game nights with the family because that usually meant they would sit around the tv and watch whatever sport was playing that night. She was especially a fan of the boxing, basketball, and soccer nights. And she was huge into acting, especially live theatre. The moment she saw the movie Chicago, Mariana began this dream in her head to star in the show one day. Her rebellious phase didn’t kick in until her high school year, like most kids at that age, and it was during this time that she began sneaking out late at night. She would often sneak out to parties, sometimes going to car meet ups (mostly always resulted in illegal racing), or to whatever club she could sneak into (she loves to dance), but always coming back home just before sunrise.

Rather than head to university, Mariana roamed the open roads with her friends for a while. She occasionally popped in at home to let her parents she was still alive, perhaps get a few bucks, but for the most part Mariana lived life on the road. She would perform 80's cover songs to get her share of money in for their little gang, each of them did something to contribute. By the time she stumbled in NYC, Mariana was tired of living life on the road. With what little money she had saved up the girl put a down payment on a small little apartment in Manhattan. It felt like this was the start of something good for her, like she might actually be able to make it as an actress. But that dream proved harder and harder for her to obtain. She came across the HELP WANTED sign for Emeralds as she was walking to an audition. Rather than go to the audition, she stepped inside, and the rest became history.

HEADCANNONS:

very sportsy, artsy, and active. she loves most sports, except golf. she’s just never really had anyone explain golf to her so it kinda slipped through the cracks for her.

animal lover. if you left it up to her the woman would adopt every stray dog and cat she saw in the streets!

she is the kind of person who loves to cook for people. chances are, if you’re her friend, related to her, or close to her in any way, she has probably cooked for you. she also sometimes volunteers and makes food for those who are low on their luck. it’s really just in her nature to be giving.

huge horror movie fanatic as well. all them old horror movies like friday the 13th, nightmare on elm street, halloween, rosemary’s baby, etc are right up her alley. she would rather have a spooky movie night than a romcom night, but she also does enjoy a nice romcom with her gal pals.

she is also a huge stoner. she'll partake in other drugs too, especially if it is requested by a client at work, but she mainly sticks to smoking. and wine.

she dreams of becoming an actress. one day.

PLOTS/CONNECTIONS:

COMING SOON

[intothewickedwood]

End of Year Quezzies

Happy New Year! I think it would be fun to reflect on highlights from last year, especially in regards to fandom. This is a compilation of questions inspired by various ask games x x

Top 5 songs you listened to for the first time last year?

1.Out of the Dark (Monster High)

2.Playing His Game (Death Note: The Musical)

3.Stalemate (Death Note: The Musical)

4.Where Can I Run? (Adamandi)

5.Me, Myself and I (Adamandi)

Top 5 Songs released last year?

1.Reason We've Got Magic from (Monster High 2)

2.Not How Our Story Goes (Monster High 2)

3.You Don't Know (Monster High 2)

4.Dirty Girl (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)

5.Nerdy Prudes Must Die (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)

Album released last year?

Nerdy Prudes Must Die (Original StarKid Cast Recording) by Team Starkid

Musical artist / group of the year?

Starkid!

Favorite musical artist / group you started listening to this year?

Melliot's musicals!

Movie watched for the first time last year?

Stay (2017)

Movie released last year?

Monster High 2!

TV show of the year?

Legacies

TV Show released last year?

Wolf Pack

Most memorable episode of a show last year?

3x08 Long Time, No See from Legacies was one I rewatched a few times as I loved it so much

Top 5 musicals watched this year?

1.We Are The Tigers

2.VHS Christmas Carols

3.Nerdy Prudes Must Die

4. Adamandi

5. Death Note: The Musical

Game of the year?

Sims 4: Horse Ranch

Character of the year?

Lizzie Saltzman! (Legacies)

Top 5 new favorite characters last year?

1.Draculaura (Monster High)

2.Vincent Aurelius Lin (Adamandi)

3.Quincy Cynthius Martin (Adamandi)

4.Claire (Stay 2017)

5.Tabby Haworthe (Pretty Little Liars: Original Sin)

Ship of the year?

Cairo x Riley (We Are The Tigers) and Mizzie (Legacies). I can't choose! Also I was this year years old when I found out my long-time otp Mizzie were canon endgame! Still screaming over that!!

Top 5 new ships last year?

1.Dracudeen (Monster High)

2.Quincent (Adamandi)

3.Claire x William (Stay 2017)

4.Holy Ghost (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)

5.Finsie (Legacies)

Best month for you this year?

Probably December. I love the holiday season!

Something you want to do again next year?

Go to the cinema more! I think I went only once this year. Would love to go to the theatre too! It's been a while!

How was your birthday last year?

It went pretty well. I just chilled at home and watched my favourite musicals.

Favorite book you read last year?

Fraternity by Andy Mientus was amazing! A real page turner! One of the best, most engaging books I've read.

What was the most delicious meal you enjoyed last year?

I really wanna get into reading Ella Enchanted. I've heard good things!

What’s something you learned this year?

All the advantages of foot massages! And that keeping an 'Affirmation Board' on notion is an extreme help. I use gallery view and I put gifs and positive quotes from my favourite media and characters to look at when I'm having a bad day. I also put techniques for coping that include pressure points, breathing techniques and tips for dealing with my sensory issues, sometimes paired with a gif of a scene that reminds me of it. Wish I'd started on it years ago but it's better late!

Favorite place you visited this year?

Just the town nearest mine. It's my favourite town!

What was the most impactful life lesson you learned?

Copy & Pasted from my Affirmation Board: "There will never not be something wrong that upsets you. Perfection is a myth. Happiness is focussing on the good despite the sadness, guilt & shame that always bubble beneath. Concentrating on, replaying or having negative feelings about what hurts won’t solve the problem or make it go away. It’s ok to let it go & not punish yourself." - Quote By Me xD. I like to give myself the illusion of control over thoughts lol but looking at this has been the most helpful thing on my affirmation board for me.

[twistedhxart]

‘✩’ //i know we haven't been rping dev/lian but i miss them

Who is more likely to raise their voice? - I think neither of them would. They both seem to be so very very calm Who threatens to leave but never actually does? - I can't see how either of them would have an argument like this. And if it came to leaving, they would have to talk about it first Who actually keeps their word and leaves? - See above Who trashes the house? - I think they're both very clean and tidy up everything together. If it came to Lian unleashing the demon inside, it would probably be him lol Do either of them get physical? - Never. At least not intentionally How often do they argue/disagree? - I can't see them arguing tbh. At least not now. Maybe it comes to some arguments in the future? Who is the first to apologise? - Lian! Oh no, Devlin! Damn Idk haha

Sex:

Who is on top? - Devlin Who is on the bottom? - Obviously Lian then Who has the strangest desires? - I don't know if you could call it "strange" but maybe Devlin sometimes has some... kinky desires? Any kinks? - That remains to be seen ;) Who’s dominant in bed? - I think this would be Devlin, although I'm not sure if he's THAT dominant Is head ever in the equation? - Sure If so, who is better at performing it? - Maybe Devlin bc he's... older and therefore more experienced? Ever had sex in public? - No Who moans the most? - Lian haha Who leaves the most marks? - Devlin possibly? Who screams the loudest? - So far, no one has made the other one scream, but that remains to be seen ;D Who is the more experienced of the two? - Devlin I guess? Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? - Make love! Rough or soft? - Soft, soft, soft How long do they usually last? - I have the feeling that they are taking their time, savoring everything ♥ Is protection used? - Not that I know of. Does it ever get boring? - Don't think so Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?  - No strange places tried yet ;)

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? - No If so, how many children do your muses want/have? Who is the favorite parent? Who is the authoritative parent? Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? Who goes to parent teacher interviews? Who changes the diapers? Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Who spends the most time with the children? Who packs their lunch boxes? Who gives their children ‘the talk’? Who cleans up after the kids? Who worries the most? Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? - BOTH Who is the little spoon? - They can take turns, but I think Lian would prefer to be the little spoon ♥ Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? They're both certainly very good at holding back, but still, I see that tendency more in Devlin than Lian Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? - / How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? - They have a loooooong cuddle span Who gives the most kisses? - Lian What is their favourite non-sexual activity? - I see them still going to the gym and working out together. Devlin can show Lian more new tricks and moves or Lian can rest by sitting on Devlin's back while Devlin does push-ups haha Where is their favourite place to cuddle? - On the couch while watching some stuff on TV ♥ Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? - Devlin haha How often do they get time to themselves? - They try to spend as much time together as possible. But sometimes they both have to work, so their only option is to spend the evening together

Sleeping:

Who snores? - Lian doesn't, but does Devlin? :D If both do, who snores the loudest? - / Do they share a bed or sleep separately? - Sharing is caring! ♥ If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? - Of course they are not laying far apart, helloooo?? Who talks in their sleep? - I think they both sometimes do What do they wear to bed? - Lian usually wears a shirt and long or short pajama pants. Maybe Devlin only wears pants? Or maybe nothing at all? :D Are either of your muses insomniacs? - Lian isn't, I'm not sure about Devlin Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? - Not on Lian's side of the bed Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? - If they are extra cuddly limbs are involved :3 Who wakes up with bed hair? - Definitely Lian. He just has the longest of hairs haha Who wakes up first? - Lian usually wakes up early but can definitely sleep a little longer when he's not alone. So maybe Devlin? Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? - Devlin ♥ What is their favourite sleeping position? - Face to face right close to each another or Lian sleeps on Devlin's chest being hold tight aww Who hogs the sheets? - They share :3 Do they set an alarm each night? - It depends on whether and how early they have to get up the next morning. If they have to go to work, they set an alarm in any case Can a television be found in their bedroom? - No Who has nightmares? - I think both have ;-; Who has ridiculous dreams? - Everyone has ridiculous dreams from time to time, right? Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? - Devlin maybe? He's big boy :D Who makes the bed? - Both! What time is bed time? - Again, it depends on whether they have to get up early the next day. But I don't think either of them go to bed too late Any routines/rituals before bed? - None that I know of (atm) Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? - Lian isn't but maybe Devlin? :D

Work:

Who is the busiest? - I think they are both busy so I don't see one of them being busier than the other Who rakes in the highest income? - Devlin probably Are any of your muses unemployed? - No Who takes the most sick days? - I have the feeling that they hardly ever get sick or take sick days just like that. I even think they would still go to work sick <_< Who is more likely to turn up late to work? - Probably both when they got too involved in each other? *smirky smirk face* Who sucks up to their boss? - Neither of them does What are their jobs? Lian is working in a coffee shop and I think Devlin's a paid warrior and does have different clients? :D Who stresses the most? - Lian probably since working in a coffee shop can be v stressful? Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? - Lian does it mostly for the mon mon and Devlin kinda enjoys what he is doing I think? Are your muses financially stable? - I think they are

Home:

Who does the washing? - Devlin Who takes out the trash? - Lian Who does the ironing? - WHO IRONS THESE DAYS?? Who does the cooking? - Lian Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? - Lian can cook very well but I'm not sure about Devlin haha Who is messier? - / Who leaves the toilet roll empty? - Lian when he's lost in thought Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? - Devlin? Bc he does the washing and therefore can just pick up his clothes when it's time to do so? Who forgets to flush the toilet? - / Who is the prankster around the house? - / Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? - Devlin? Bc Lian can't drive haha Who mows the lawn? - Devlin Who answers the telephone? - Devlin Who does the vacuuming? - Lian Who does the groceries? - Both! Who takes the longest to shower? - They both take long when they decide to go shower together ;) Who spends the most time in the bathroom? - They are both v quick when it comes to cleaning themselves and stuff

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? - No How many cars do they own? - One? If Devlin owns a car Do they own their home or do they rent? - They haven't decided yet :D Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? - It depends on what Devlin prefers. Lian is rather the countryside type of guy Do they live in the city or in the country? - If they can manage somehow they live in the country Do they enjoy their surroundings? - Yesssss What’s their song? - OH! I haven't thought about a song for them yet but let me think about it! What do they do when they’re away from each other? - Texting each other even tho Lian's not very skilled when it comes to smartphones Where did they first meet? - In Lian's house when it was about to crash lol How did they first meet? - Devlin saved him from his crashed apartment and told him that he is his assigned advisor ♥ Who spends the most money when out shopping? - Probably Devlin... for Lian aww. He's the kind of guy who likes to give gifts to his loved ones Who’s more likely to flash their assets? - I think they're both very modest, so I can't imagine it with either of them Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? - THEY WILL IMMEDIATELY RUNS FOR THE OTHERS RESCUE AND WORRY IF THEY HURT THEMSELVES ;-; Any mental issues? - They both definitely have mental issues ;/ Who’s terrified of bugs? - / Who kills the spiders around the house? - They don't kill, they set them outside bc they're kind hoomans Their favourite place? - Probably at home and somewhere in nature. Together ♥ Who pays the bills? - Devlin? Bc he has the higher income? But while Devlin pays the rent, for example, Lian pays for the groceries Do they have any fears for their future? - I think so, because nobody knows what will happen when Lian one day regains access to the world where he actually belongs and where his family lives. But they don't think too much about it and try to live in the moment Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? - Devlin with a fancy dinner out in a restaurant and Lian with a fancy dinner at home ♥ Who uses up all of the hot water? - / Who’s the tallest? - Devlin I guess Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? - Devlin haha Who wanders around in their underwear? - Also Dev! Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? - Does Devlin sing? Bc Lian usually doesn't haha What do they tease each other about? - / Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? - / Do they have mutual friends? - Not that I know of Who crushed first? - I think they both had a v BIG crush on each other! Any alcohol or substance related problems? - No Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? - / Who swears the most? - /

[nickeverdeen]

hi omg, could i get a romantic match-up for star wars??

i’m queer with no preference for male or female, and non binary, using they/them pronouns. hhh i’m an entp and my hogwarts house is ravenclaw.

personality wise i’m quite sarcastic and can get snappy at times. i do not have the best temper whatsoever and am easily annoyed by even the smallest things. i’m a bit emotionally closed off which makes it hard for me to meet new people without shaking or having a full blown meltdown— i’m quite affectionate to those i’m close with and absolutely love physical touch (to an extent). once i’m close with someone i really latch onto ‘em, i do everything i can to make sure they’re not hurt whether it’s emotionally or physically.

appearance wise i’m standing at 5’8”. i’m very pale, in the winter i have very little colour so i sometimes look like a ghost- i have green eyes and black hair. my hair reaches just passed my shoulders and i have a grown out mullet sort of hairstyle which is on its way to being a long bob. i have freckles along my cheekbones and the bridge of my nose. i’m not super small but not super big either, just in the middle. i do have curves but they’re not super obvious. i have a mesomorph and pear shaped body with a bit of a long torso.

i love love love going for late night walks, going out and watching the stars, picnics during the sunset, baking or cooking and listening to instrumental music. i absolutely adore horror, true crime, and dystopian films/tv shows, i can never get enough of ‘em!

style wise i usually wear loose-legged black cargo pants with either a cropped tank top or a black turtleneck. i have these platform boots that i wear non-stop (which probably isn’t good for my ankles🥲). i love long jackets, like from out of the matrix.

hhh i think that’s all—

@thedevilyk your Star Wars match-up is:

Padmé Amidala

Okay first of all: this bitch is gonna correct whoever she fucking wants about your pronouns

She likes the fact that you’re wise and not idiotic

When you get snappy at other people she just watches

But when you get snappy at her… oh boy, she’s gonna keep giving you such a comebacks until you’ll run out of arguments

Arguments are very rare with Padmé

Padmé helps you meet new people if you’d want

She has a patience so don’t worry, she won’t preassure you into telling her about your emotions and patiently will wait for you to open up if you’d want to

Cheek kisses

Padmé really appreciates your concern about her safety and she does the same to you

She loves your freckles

She likes to fall asleep on your chest whistl cuddling, she feels safe

Late night walks and picnics?

Oh hell yeah

She loves that

Picnic dates for sure!

She can’t cook, feel free to argue with a wall, but Padmé just can’t cook

She’s willing to learn how to cook or bake from you, though

Padmé also likes to listen to instrumental music

She once watched a horror movie with you and since then she knew that she’s never ever gonna watch them again

I’m sorry, but she’s just scared or it’s way too disturbing for her

Padmé is gonna scold you about your boots many many many many times, considering she knows that it’s not good for your ankles and that they might hurt

She’s gonna get you jackets somehow

Padmé loves hugs so be prepared

Hugs and cheek kisses

She isn’t really into petnames, but she’s gonna call you by your shorter version of your name

For example: Anakin = Ani

Padmé is very loyal and she would never in her life cheat on you so don’t worry

[rogue-durin-16]

MATCHUP FOR:

@celie-voss

My name's Marie, I'm 26, my pronouns are she/her and I'm a bisexual ace.

My most defining trait is probably my humor, my sarcasm and the faces I make (mostly i don't even know I'm grimacing until someone reacts to the face I make). Also I always cary some sweets with me (my love language is food and cooking and I always try to provide some sweets for my friends.)

My flaws are mostly my mental issues. Some people say I'm smart aleck, I know a lot of stuff (unnecessary and nerdy things mostly) and am kinda verbal incontinent, so stuff just blurts out sometimes. I live in chaos, but I guess that because of my ADHD.

I'm kinda shy (you know why) and I seem very cold and unapproachable until you meet me, than I'm bubbly and like a excited Chihuahua. I love to gossip, mostly about royals (it's a family thing) and I love drama, eventhough had a lot of that in my own life.

I'm a infp-t and deep down, behind my sarcastic and sometimes cold appearance, a little romantic. I'm a pure Hufflepuff with some Slytherin traits (depends on my phases) and I love cars (old muscle cars) and animals (especially big and scary dogs, just want to pet these good Doggos) Oh, and I guess my driving style is one of my flaws, been called Panzerfahrer within my group of friends. But hey, no risk no fun, right? I mean I grew up with jackass soooo... S My taste in music is wide ranged, from classic music, metal and everything alternative, to rock'n'roll, rap and some medival bands. In my freetime I mostly watch movies or tv series, I always need some noise.

I'm chubby with midlenght hair, mostly dyed red or orange, I have some piercings, flesh tunnels in my ears and some tattoos. I love cozy and oversized shirts and sweaters, chucks and ripped jeans. My most recognizable features are my freckles and my always bright colored glasses.

My hobbies are reading and writing, singing (I used to play bass, ukulele, keyboard and tried to learn guitar), knotting bracelets, shooting (been in a sports shooting club and I own a bow), cooking and driving.

From Stranger Things I Ship You With:

Vickie

Ship Dynamic:

Choir Nerd x Band Geek™

Quote:

«All these people think love's for show but I would die for you in secret».

Duffers give my wife a surname challenge.

You kinda give off Robin vibes ngl.

Vickie thought you wanted to kill her at first and I'm 100% certain about this. You just looked mean

But also so pretty? Platonically of course because she's definitely not attracted to girls. Like, at all, but women are so pretty, specially you, you're so pretty—

You get introduced by Robin probably because 1)It Takes One To Know One and 2)she's in band with Vickie and in drama with you.

After talking like five minutes with you Vickie realizes two things; you're definitely the opposite of mean, and she definitely likes girls.

Your sarcasm and humor makes her dead ass snort. She gets loose with you and she's actually kinda brutal sometimes.

You encourage her to get a tattoo and she's anxious the whole way there, but for sure she'll get more because it was so fun.

She's definitely the one to ask you out. And then she literally dies.

Chaotic couple but like, love that for you.

You give off the vibe of two grandmas who have been married for DECADES.

You're so romantic around each other but like, hush, no one has to know.

You two could plan a successful, traceless murder together (Ravenclaw x Hufflepuff) and I don't even know how to explain this but that's some couple goals shit.

INFP x ENFP SUPREMACY.

She'll drag you anywhere with her. Maybe it's the grocery store, maybe it's Canada. You'll never know, she's just random like that.

Vickie gets super giddy when you cook for her. She definitely tries to help at some point and fails miserably.

Now she just sits by the kitchen counter and rambles to you about any gossip she got from band that day.

She sports the brightest smile while you introduce her to your plant babies (two plant moms here I'm telling you).

You two are The Helpers. Always willing to lend a hand. The both of you run to the gym after the "Earthquake" when you find out they organized a shelter/infirmary.

I'm talking SPRINT to your car. Lost no time in getting there (thanks to your... Driving style.)

Talking about driving style. This woman will smile like a maniac when you drive her around. Everyone's like "Vickie no, you're going to die" and she's just climbing into the passenger seat like 😃.

You taught Vickie how to knit and she gifted you the ugliest scarf you've ever seen. You love it.

Some people may not understand the way you live, it's so chaotic and hard to keep up with, but you and Vickie just Know How To Do It, so you're in constant tandem.

[sushigal007]

Ugh, sorry this took so long, I wrote half of this and then Tumblr ate it. So! Over to the Ramaswami’s, where Priya is demonstrating why Tumblr needs a NSFW toggle.

Don’t ask where she’s hiding that mobile phone.

Secret Sue: Just so you know, we do have a dress code, and that dress code is clothes.

Anyway, here’s Rani! Probably.

Adequate parenting? In MY game?

Well... sometimes.

Clyde: This, by the way, is why I end up becoming the evil twin.

And here’s Sanjay, thrilled about snow. Sanjay: It’s so cool! Getting the dad jokes in early, I see.

Matthew: Please invite me in before my chain mail rusts.

Competent Nanny - The Legend Continues!

Matthew: But can she powder this ass!?

Marissa: Eggs though?

Sanjay: I could sleep. So do it, I’m not stopping you.

Sanjay: You’re sure as shit not helping me.

That’s not a bed.

That’s also... hmm... Sanjay and Priya:

Oh, OK, seems I can’t interact with the bed, oops! I’ll just do a lil force error aaaaand...

Success!

Nanny: How do you suck so badly at this, Matt?

Ballet!

Hi Lazlo! Lazlo: HACK HACK COUGH COUGH. Bye Lazlo!

Priya: I mean, the great thing about a Victoria Sponge is that it uses basic ingredients and doesn’t cost much. Who wants to waste £40 and a whole day whipping up a mad trifle though?

Clyde grows up! He’s a fancy little guy!

And it’s straight on the pot.

Rani next!

Priya: I AM NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME!

Nothing a little TV time with Mary-Sue can’t fix.

Or, y’know, that works too.

So nice to see that parenthood hasn’t affected their love life.

Even though it’s trying really hard.

Baby goes on floor?

Baby goes on floor.

Sanjay: Can you not flush the toilet when I’m showering!? Priya: Maybe you should not shower when I’m using the toilet?

Nanny: Who needs outerwear when there’s men this hot out?

Toddler training!

Toddler trained!

Is there some reason you decided to grill sausages in the snow? Sanjay: It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Nanny: Peek a boo!

And then more toddler training.

Clyde: That’s right, give me the good shit.

Speaking of... Sanjay: You disgust me.

Priya: Wanna take a break from childcare and make out? Sanjay: Absolutely!

Sanjay: *motorboats*

Then back to childcare.

Decided it was about time I gave the nanny a nice, comfy makeover. Carmen: Maybe next you can try remembering my name. I’ll give it a go!

Well that was a fucking waste of time, wasn’t it.

Oh, in case you were wondering, Clyde really wasn’t joking about being the evil twin.

Jesus Christ, Clyde.

He does have his adorable moments though. Clyde: GET DOWN HERE SO I CAN EAT YOU.

Townie: Ugliest man alive. Sanjay: I don’t have to take this from a townie with glitch-tone hair.

Today I learned Sims can hold toddlers while they learn charisma!

More of this.

Priya: Ew, disgusting. Time to clean.

Once again, that was a fucking waste of time, wasn’t it.

Clyde: Bitch.

Priya: Nope nope nope I already cleaned that toilet twice.

Clyde: You were done with that, right? Rani: No!

Clyde: Wow, that’s too bad, ‘cause it’s mine now.

Rani: BETRAYAL!

Sanjay: Damn, did she throw up in here too? Quite possibly.

But before we have to deal with any new babies, let’s deal with the old ones.

First to grow up is Clyde. Clyde: I wish Matthew was my dad.

Nope.

Natasha: But is it art?

And then it’s Rani’s turn.

I’m just... going to ignore that. They’re getting new clothes anyway.

Sanjay: Hey, cutie.

Heather: True love. You’re at his kid’s birthday- Heather: TRUE. LOVE.

Anyway, here’s Clyde with clothes. For some reason, he looks permanently exhausted. Clyde: Evil is a full time job. Yeah OK shut up, Megamind.

And here’s Rani. She also looks knackered. Rani: It’s hard work being the good one.

Clyde: *torment*torment*torment* Rani: For example, I have to put up with this bullshit.

There’s always time for ponies though.

This would be a cute family picture if half of these people weren’t random gatecrashing strangers.

Pop!

So now Priya’s showing, I let her relax at home while Sanjay took the twins to the park.

Clyde: I’m in space, maaaan!

Rani: Tee hee.

And then Sanjay abandons his children to go gambling. Sanjay: Hey, could be worse, this could be that strip poker table you have. True!

The twins rolled a want for playground equipment and now Rani lives there.

Ah, now this is a nice family bonding picture.

And I couldn’t not post a nice, family dinner, could I?

Another pop!

But for now we’ll leave Priya and Sanjay literally necking. Sanjay: Honestly, I have zero complaints about the height mod, I’m exactly where I want to be.

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