#yes i have no money but listen we can work something out im sure

[mlm-blues]

the urge to wine and dine a pretty boy

[avengersassemble123]

Princess

PAIRING: Dad!RAN HAITANI X Mom!READER, (DOMESTIC AU, PARENT AU) RAN AND READER ARE IN THEIR 30S. Genre: Fluff, Slight angst, Heartwarming, Slight crack at the end.

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You and Ran had two cute daughters, Reina, your eldest who was 4 years old, and Rimika, your newborn of 10 months.

You had picked up your kids from your parents house after you returned from work, after which you changed them into their nightwear and pajamas, serving them their dinners, before putting Rimika to sleep. As you put Rimika to sleep, you noticed your other daughter no where in her room, making you confused. After making sure your youngest was asleep, you walked into the living room, only to find your daughter, sitting on the couch with her legs spread, her blond small braids on her shoulders, her arms crossed, staring at a distance with a pout. You'd never lie that you two made exceptionally cute kids, but you had to figure out what was going on in your daughter's mind.

"What's on your mind sweetie?" You said, as you sat beside her on the couch, folding your legs up on the couch, your one hand resting on the top of the headrest, where you leaned your head against, while your other hand poked your daughter's cheek.

"Nothing..." Your daughter mumbled, the pout still not leaving her face, making you snort, "Are you sure? You can tell me if something's troubling you, okay? Im your mama, and ill help you no matter what, and so does daddy. So dont be shy or scared to tell us anything, because we are here for you."

"Okay.." Your daughter mumbled, making you more confused. Reina was an energetic and cheerful girl, but also surprisingly mature for her age. So it was an obvious surprise seeing your cheery baby be quiet and calm.

You two stayed in silence for a few moments, as you continued watching TV, since you were waiting for your husband to return home and have dinner together.

You could see Reina take glances at you, opening and closing her mouth for a few seconds. You didnt want to force her into telling you, as you wanted her to develop the trust for you from within her. After a few minutes you heard your daughter speak.

"Mama"

"Yea?"

"Why does Dada spend so much money?"

You looked amused at your elder daughter, Reina, as she looked cute with her head tilted slightly, eyebrows furrowed curiously.

"What do you mean?"

"Well...today at school, Mimi said that her mom scolds her for asking too much toys, and that she needs to grow more big and be a good girl to get more toys. But when i ask Dada to buy me something he gives me what i want. Does this mean I'm a bad girl?"

You then fully turn towards your daughter, lowering the voice of the TV, before speaking, "No sweetie, thats not completely true. Yes you need to be good girl and grow big to get some much cooler toys, but Dada buys you stuff because he loves you very much, and just wants you to be happy and see you smile."

Listening to this, your daughter's eyes sparkled, as she crawled and sat beside you, "Really?"

"Yes really"

Reina then put a finger on her lips in her thinking pose, as she sat facing towards you on the couch, "Why does Dada love us and Uncle Rindou so much then?"

You took a deep breath, thinking of how to exactly answer this question, "That's because when Dada was just like you, he didnt have anyone to love him and uncle Rindou, just like how Dada loves you. Thats why Dada gives you big warm hugs so that you know that he will always be there for you."

Reina crawled towards you more, as she hugged you by the waist, making you hug her as well, as you soothed her hair with your one hand. You decided to let her stay awake this time, as you knew she wanted to see her dad.

After half an hour, you heard a jingling of keys, before you saw the lilac haired man walk in, exhausted, his eyes glimmering as soon as it fell on you and your daughter.

Reina broke from your grasp, before rushing towards her father, yelling 'Daddaaa' as Ran kneeled down to catch her into a hug.

"Heyy Princess, I missed youuu." Ran said, as he picked her by both his hands and hugging her tightly, as you walked towards the father daughter duo, "Okay Reina, let Dada clean himself up before you yammer his ears out."

After Ran came out of the bedroom freshened up, he saw his daughter sat on the kitchen counter talking about her favourite cartoon, while you readied both of yours dinners, humming and replying to her conversation in between.

As Ran walked towards the kitchen, Reina spotted him, squealing and telling him to pick her up by signalling him by her wide open arms. He picked her up, balancing her by his hip and one arm, while the other held his plate, as you two settled on the couch.

As you three talked with each other, Reina twiddled with her braid, before asking,

"Dada i want to ask you something."

"What is it princess?"

"Does your Mama and Dada love you?"

You both looked at Reina surprised at the sudden question before looking at each other, wondering how to answer the question, before Ran took deep breath, looking towards the TV for a few seconds, before audibly exhaling, "Well sweetie, i dont have a mama or dada."

Reina tilted her head in confusion, "Why not dada? Where are they?"

"I don't know sweetie. Me and uncle Rindou don't know where they are."

"Why?" Reina prodded.

"Because my Mama and Dada didn't want me and uncle Rindou, so they threw us away."

Ran was used to it and was in terms with it since him and his brother were young, so he said it casually as if it was not a big deal. Reina pouted sadly, as she stopped twiddling with her blonde braid.

"Awwww" Reina said sadly, as Ran nodded, as he continued eating his food. "I know right. But now i not only have uncle Rindou, but your mama, Rimika and you as well now."

Reina stayed quiet for a few seconds before innocently looking into Ran's eyes.

"I want you Dada."

Ran stopped mid bite, as you both looked at her in surprise.

He could feel himself becoming warm, surprisingly feeling his eyes blur slightly, as he put down the spoon on his plate before tugging his baby towards him, "Come here pumpkin." Ran cooed, hugging Reina tightly as Reina reciprocated the hug, as she buried her face in his chest. Your heart swelled with warmth as you heard your daughter's heartwarming words, and the warm interaction between the father and daughter.

Ran and Rindou had to work their asses off before they were one of the toughest delinquents in Roppongi in their teens, and they were happy and enough with each other. So they didnt bother with their parents' absence majority of the times, but that also meant them having lack of parental affection as well.

Ran never thought about his future much until he met you, making you one of the few people he cared about, asides from Rindou and some of his friends. And now you gifted him with two beautiful daughter with equally beautiful hearts. And hearing his daughter's words, he never knew that such her few words would make him so vulnerable and loved, as if his inner child had been healed.

"I want you Dada. I love you."

"I love you too, so so so much princess, more than anyone can imagine." Ran said as he showered her face with kisses, not breaking the hug, as you rubbed your hand soothingly at his back.

"Dada will always be with you and would fight any bad guys trying to hurt my princesses."

Reina giggled as she was showered by her dada's attention and kisses. After finishing your dinners, Reina played with you both, as she kept on chatting and talking about her day in school, and how she got a star in her hand by the teacher for good job. Soon, unsurprisingly, she felt sleepy as she let out a yawn, making Ran moving to pick her.

"Dada i wanna play with you more."

"We'll play tomorrow. Now you're very sleepy."

"Awww I'm not. Pwease Dada." Reina whined as she wrapped her arms around Ran's neck and pulling him down, as she sat on the floor, whining, but her sleepy eyes saying otherwise.

"How about you go to sleep now and Ill tell you a bedtime story."

Reina blinked, as she thought about the offer before nodding and letting Ran pick her up, as she buried her face on his shoulder.

As he settled Reina in her bed, Ran told her a fairytale bedtime story, as Reina listened closely, before she felt her eyes droop.

As Ran saw her fall asleep, he soothed her head by his hand before kissing her on her forehead. He then kissed lightly on Rimika's forehead before walking out of the kid's room, and entering both of your's master bedroom, as you readied yourself to sleep.

As you both got on the bed, you had a slight smile on your face, as you placed a hand on his shoulder, "Hey, you okay?"

Ran looked at her, "Yea, in fact, im more than fine." Ran smiled genuinely, which made you kiss him on the cheek.

"im glad. Reina really does love you a lot, sometimes even more than me which makes me jealous. A complete Dada's girl. I wont even be surprised if even Rimika would favor you more." You joked, as Ran snorted lightly, as you both sat leaning against the headboard of the bed.

"Well its the Haitani genes, baby? What did you expect? Im the cooler parent obviously" Ran smirked, making you playfully roll your eyes.

We sat for a few seconds in silence, before Ran spoke up, "I was thinking of taking a holiday from work tomorrow, and spend some time with the kids. Ill inform Rindou about it"

"I think thats a good idea as well, its been a while, and Reina and Rimika did miss you a lot. But inform Rindou now, because we both know damn well you wont wake up early in the morning, and even if you do, you'll become a grumpy old man."

Ran rolled his eyes, at your comment, reaching towards his phone by the bedside table. "You are just proving my point the more you roll your eyes."

"Watch your tongue woman." Ran glared playfully, as he texted Rindou about his leave, before setting the phone aside, wrapping his hands around your waist, as you switched off the bedside lamps and laid down on the bed to sleep. Ran snuggled you towards him, your back towards his chest, as you could feel his chest moving.

"By the way, you need to stop spoiling your kids more. We already have a mini you in the form of our eldest daughter, and if you spoil her more, she's gonna turn into a brat."

"What wrong with a mini me? Im great."

you turned around, facing him, your eyebrows raised, giving him a 'really' look, "No offense, but i cannot let our daughter inherit your personality of all people."

"I have a great personality woman, what are you talking about. Im charming, fun and easy going."

"You have a shitty personality."

"Oh yea? Bold words coming from the woman who married and had sex with this personality, not to mention, have two kids."

You rubbed your fingers at the bridge of your nose as you sighed, knowing he had a point, as Ran smirked, his droopy eyes lit up in amusement.

"Fine, just dont spoil them too much. As it is Reina has started throwing tantrums more than usual, i dont want her to continue like this."

Ran raised his eyebrow amusingly, as he calmly and jokingly spoke, "Reina doesnt throw much around me though?"

"Of course she won't, she knows you'll give her anything you want."

"And that i will always do, no matter what. She's my little princess after all."

[lappel-du-vide83]

You know when brains merge together stuff you know like ooh this is cool let me add it to my obssession

Yeah so have og cale and asoue TOGETHER

Okay so obvious parallels first: the three siblings. The henituse county might have fallen during the battle but doesn't mean they had to die then and there. If i may be so mean, the siblings died one by one with ogcale the last one standing.

The extended family members are already presented in the story as douchebags so why not make it one step further and make them secretly work for the white star?

So it goes, once the henituse county fell, without Deruth and Violan to take charge, the reconstriction is delegated to an extended family member but with none of the existing family members willing to take on this burden in times of unrest, they come across a thames willing to take over who is very eager andhella suspicious (the evil uncle if you will) (also i have yet to read past like chapter 200 in part 2 of tcf so the hunter lore WILL be headcannon). And surprise, surprise, he wants the henituse fortune. (the want for money runs in the family) So begins the torment as the siblings protect eachother and try to find a way out. They finally manage to convince someone from deruths side to take them in, finally escaping his clutches.

Thus begins the hunt.

The uncle starts killing every new guardian they get and they try explaining that this mysterious uncle that is not one record wants then either dead or in his clutches but no one will listen to them. They get called the bearers of misfortune that will kill anyone that cares for them and why would anyone believe them? One's trash and the other two aren't even adults.

Bonus points if, like i said earlier, if they were working for the white star, the very bane of their existance and the reason why their family is dead. Because yes, how awful, but they were still better than living under that guy and there's this guilty conflict of emotions.

Now unfortunately, canon dictates (wait does it tho im not actually sure) that i must kill off the siblings so it happens as freak accidents--unexpected and something that couldnt be prepared for. They were already living on the edge but then something slips past (more pain of its a betrayal) and (e.g) basen dies. And it slowly consumes the other two because they couldnt protect him because why was it him it should have been me.

And then its lily. She dies honourably in battle because she wouldn't have it any other way but it ruins cale because what if he's the reason everyone he loves is dying?(i stand by the parallels in ogcale and krs life) He's literally been the centre of it--the only one connecting these deaths.

There's no one else for him to blame and take the anger out on because i think the uncle would die tragically and in vain too(cant believe he spent part of his life hunting down kids) and now there's nothing tying cale down except his obsession to kill the white star anddd we come to the part where he signs up for the final battle and dies.

In the middle, i think it will be cool if he encouters the hunters and theyre like the vfd. They keep seeing references to it everywhere and meet members that either want to help or kill them but never get a concrete answer for who they are and everytime they get close to finding out the truth something stops them (or just cale trying to find out who the FRICK his mom was being affiliated with for them to cause mass destruction so easily)

And just like asoue we get an ambiguous ending. Is he happy? Is he not? Who knows--not the readers! But we can imagine he is for our mental health.

Dang the angst is strong but i think it gives way for more thames lore and sibling shenanigans and, well, more angst and this was run on 11pm hyperfixation so ill add more if i can think of it. Hope you enjoyed reading! Also lemme know if you can think of more i would love to read it

[michelleleewise]

Worthy

Pairing: Dark!Thor x female reader

Warnings: nothing too bad in this one, creepiness, swearing, mentions of cheating, toxic relationship, sadness, mild depression, anxiety, therapy and counseling, smut at the end (not graphic), if i missed something please let me know. things will progress as we go, please heed the warnings)

Summary: After leaving a toxic relationship, you take the advice of a friend and seek help.....

A/n: This my very first dark anything, as well as Thor, be gentle with me lol im making this a small series for my lovely friend @springdandelixn 💙 like I mentioned it will progress....keep your flashlights handy..... love you guys!!!!

Part One-

You scroll further down the page, unsure what exactly your looking for....someone to listen....someone who won't judge you. You sigh, you friend Maya's words echoing through your head "you need to talk to someone, this isn't healthy to bottle everything up." She had said over coffee "I am, I'm talkng to you." You laughed seeing her shake her head "a professional y/n." She said sternly making you frown. And here you were, scrolling the endless pages of the internet in search of a "professional."

You sighed again, your thumb sliding across the screen on your phone when it caught your eye "Odinison Health and Rehabilitation." You aren't sure what possessed you as you pressed your thumb to the name, their website popping up as you scrolled down seeing their services, counseling being among the many. "Hmm, this might work." You said to yourself, your thumb hovering over the number. You had always told yourself counseling was a joke, a ploy for doctors to get money from the weak..but everything you had been through the last year......

You quicky dialed the number before you changed your mind, your heart racing more with each ring when a lady picked up "Odinson Health, how may I help you." She asked. "Umm...hi, I was...well you see I saw your website.." you trailed off trying to get your thoughts together "were you interested in one of our services ma'am?" She asked a little too politely "uuhh yes....counseling?" You asked, dragging your nails across the table "yes, we have a few different counselors but I would highly recommend one of the owners." She said, you could hear her smile through the phone. "Oh..ok." you hesitated hearing her fingers pressing the keys on her keyboard "ok, so the Odinson's are brothers, one specializes in psychology and med management, the other specializes in crisis situations, as well as general and family counseling, which would you prefer?" She asks typing.

"Err...um the general counselor I suppose?" You asked looking out of the window seeing a bird land on your window sill. "Ok great, Dr Odinson has a few available spots open, let me just see.." She trailed off typing away. "ok, he has an opening tomorrow at three for a consultation, does that work?" She asked "yeah that should be fine." You said tapping your fingers on the table. "Ok your all set for tomorrow, and he will go over his treatment plan with you then." She said "ok thank you." You said quickly hanging up. Releasing the breath you were holding you set your phone down deciding to finally do the sink of dishes that had been staring at you for days wondering what tomorrow would bring.

ooOOoo

You sat in your car staring at the building in front of you willing yourself to go inside, looking down seeing it was almost three you took a deep breath "ok...you can do this, what's the worst that could happen?" You asked yourself shutting your car off. You grabbed your keys and phone heading inside, seeing two ladies sitting behind either side of a long counter "hi! Can I help you?" The one looks up smiling, her like dark hair flowing past her shoulders "y..yes...I'm here to see Dr Odinson." You say fidgeting with your keys "which one?" The other lady snaps. "Um...counseling." you say quietly, afraid she'll bark at you again "oh great! Your in the right place then." The dark haired lady smiled.

You finished your paperwork, sitting in the waiting room absently scrolling through your phone when a text popped up. You wanted to ignore it, pretend you had never seen it. You had spent the last month pretending he never existed, the reason you were currently sitting waiting to talk to a compete stranger about your entire life. You sighed, deciding against your better judgment to open the message.

Shaun- Baby, why won't you talk to me? You know why I did what I did. If you had kept up with your responsibilities I wouldn't have looked elsewhere, I'm not the one to blame here. Now text me back and stop being childish.

You sat there staring at the screen, not sure how to react. It was true the last few months of your relationship had been rocky at best. Between you both working all the time and him hanging out with his friends you had no time together, let alone the energy for any intimacy. Somedays it took all you had to just climb into bed at night before doing it all over again. Hence the night you came home from work to another woman in your bed. A pang of sadness ran through you at the memory...

"That's it baby...mm God you feel so good." You heard Shaun moan through the door, the faceless woman moaning his name loudly as the headboard banged against the wall. You had told your boss you wanted to leave early to surprise your boyfriend with dinner, you weren't prepared for the surprise you had waiting for you. "Do i feel better then her daddy?" You heard the woman moan as tears welled in your eyes "so much better baby...she could never compare to this perfect cunt." You heard Shaun growl, hearing a loud thud against the wall.

You turned from the closed door, making you way to the kitchen you took the boxes of take out out of their bags, placing them in the fridge before sitting at the table, waiting. You weren't sure how long you sat there dazed when you heard voices coming down the hall "she's gonna be home soon, but I'll call you later baby. Maybe we can meet up again tomorrow?" You heard him ask opening the front door "anything for you..daddy." the woman replied before your heard the door shut, footsteps making their way into the kitchen stopping suddenly "how long have you been here?" Shaun asked. You looked up seeing his hair a mess, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers "long enough." You sighed looking down.

"Miss y/n?" You heard your name called, snapping you back to now, seeing a dark haired man standing in the doorway with a clipboard "I'm here, sorry." You said grabbing your keys following him. "So as you know you'll be seeing Dr odinson, this is strictly a consultation, so any questions you have feel free to ask ok?" He said smiling "ok, I will." You said as he led you to a closed door knocking on it "come in." You heard a deep booming voice on the other side sending a jolt through you "don't worry, he's a bit loud but he's really very nice." The man said opening the door. You took a deep breath, walking inside as the man closed the door behind you making you jump.

"Ah, you must me miss y/n, I'm Dr Odinson, but please, call me Thor." The man said standing from behind his desk. He smiled widely as he walked around, holding his hand out your eyes met the bluest ones you had ever seen, shining at you like diamonds through the glasses that seemed to frame his face perfectly "h..hi, I'm y/n." You stuttered, slowly reaching for his hand. "Yes, you are." He smiled "come, have a seat and we can talk." He said gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. You slowly sat down watching him walk around taking his seat, his large frame taking up a majority of the chair "so miss y/n, what brings you here today?" He asked, leaning his elbows on the desk, his large hands cupped together under his chin "Well, you see....I have a friend who said I needed to talk to someone, so here i am." You said looking down at your feet.

"Y/n, look at me." He said sternly making your eyes shoot to his "there you are." He smiled "now, I'm glad you have friends who are looking out for you but there must be a reason you decided to come today." He said watching you intently. "Umm...well i..." you trailed off, looking around the room seeing his diploma hung on the wall, as well as a painting of a lightning storm behind him. "Y/n..." he said making you look at him again "i...I recently left a bad relationship, a..and I'm having alot of issues." You said quietly seeing him nod "and well, I'm told I'm bottling it up." You said fidgeting with your keys again. "Do you feel like you are bottling it up?" He asked leaning forward a bit "I guess...maybe. I don't know." You sighed seeing him pick up a pen, writing something on his notepad.

"Can you briefly tell me what happened?" He asked looking up at you, his eyes boring into you "um, well i..I'd rather not." You said balling your fist "well y/n, in order for me to help you, we need to talk about it." He smiled. "I just..I don't think I'm ready. I'm sorry I wasted your time," you said, quickly getting to your feet as he did making your way to the door "wait y/n, please." He said, following you, placing a large hand on the door as you grabbed the handle "I apologize, I wasn't trying to force you." He said quietly, feeling the heat from his chest against your back, his frame towering over you making you crane your head to look at him, his cologne hitting your nose reminding you of sunshine and rain storms "please, let's sit back down hm?" He asked, not moving his hand from the door.

You took a deep breath, dropping your hand from the door you slowly walked back to your chair, this time he grabbed another chair setting it next to you as he sat down facing you, his knee brushing yours "I understand your apprehension, you don't know me as I don't know you, but you must understand I only wish to help you." He said, his eyes almost too bright to look at as you nodded. "Very good, now tell me..when was the last time you ate? And not junk food either." He asked leaning forward "oh...um a few days." You said seeing him nod "and the last time you truly relaxed, just let your mind go?" He continued "oh..never probably." You said with a small laugh.

You shifted in your seat feeling his gaze intensify. "Well y/n, I think your friend is right. I think you are trying to cope, but in an unhealthy manner." He said "but do not worry, I'm here for you." He smiled, his hand grazing your thigh as he shifted making you stiffen. "I will take very good care of you." He continued, placing his large hand on your knee squeezing "umm, well doctor odins...." you started "please, call me Thor." He said squeezing your knee again, his touch feeling electric as the door flew open, a dark haired man storming inside as Thor retracted his hand.

"I told you to meet me thirty minutes ago." The man snapped crossing his arms "as you can see, I am with a patient." Thor said standing up. "Yes, I can see that I'm not daft Thor, when will you be finished?" The man asked, his deep emerald eyes glaring at you "give me five minutes." Thor said walking around to the other side of his desk as the other man sighed, leaving the room. "Please, forgive my brother, he can be quite impatient." Thor laughed shifted through some papers "Brother?" You asked, looking at Thor's dark blonde hair and large build compared to the other man's raven hair and lithe build "yes..adopted." Thor said matter of factly as you nodded.

"Ok, y/n I would like to begin seeing you once a week to begin your treatment." Thor said writing something down "that often?" You asked furrowing your eyebrows "yes, I believe whatever happened with this.."relationship" has put a great deal on you, and I want to help you." He said air quoting. "I'm not sure I can afford that." You said as he stood, rounding the desk again "I told you y/n..I will take care of you. You have nothing to worry about" He smiled, handing you an appointment card, your fingers brushing his sending a shock through your finger tips. You looked down seeing your appointment was in a few days as you stood up, slipping it into your pocket "ok, thank you doct...Thor." You corrected seeing him smile "good girl, now come." He said, a shiver running through you at his praise making you feel uneasy.

He opened the door, waving you in front of him as he locked his door following behind you. "Now y/n, I want you to go home, take a nice hot bath, slip into your softest nightgown and...relax." He smiled, his eyes traveling up and down your body making you tense "are you ready Thor?" You heard the man before "family...am I right?" He smiled again as you chuckled nervously "I shall see you in a few days miss y/n." He said tilting his head "see you then." You said, hurrying towards the door, looking back seeing his eyes hadn't left you you quickly walked out, making your way to your car as fast as you could.

ooOOoo

You drove home, thinking about the interaction with the doctor. Maybe he's a toucher...you thought to yourself getting out of the car, remembering the grip he had on your knee, his large hand splayed across the door when you tried to leave. You could still feel his eyes on you, sending a shiver down your spine as you walked into your apartment, dropping your keys in the bowl by the door. You looked around sighing as you took in the silence. It had been a month since you moved out of your shared apartment with Shaun and you still weren't used to it. You walked to your room, pulling out your silk night gown laying it out on your bed, grabbing a towel you headed to the bathroom, sitting on the tub you turned the water on, pouring in your favorite lilac scented bubble bath, watching the tub fill as you undressed, stepping in lowering yourself into the hot water you closed your eyes, laying back letting it work the tension from your muscles.

"That's it muffin...relax for me." he whispered in your ear making you sigh, feeling his large hand slowly run up your thigh. "I need to see if you taste as sweet as you sound." He cooed, his lips slowly trailing down your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin making your back arch. "Ah ah, be a good girl and hold still." He said, his deep voice vibrating through you as he lowered himself between your legs, spreading his hand across your stomach. "Mm..you smell exquisite." He growled, placing a kiss on your inner thigh, nipping at the sensative skin as your fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer.

"Eager are we?" He laughed, hooking your legs over his wide shoulders. "Don't worry muffin...I'll take good care of you." He purred, placing a soft kiss on your hip bone. "Aaahh....y....yes.....please...." you moaned, trying to rock closer to him, whining as his hand on your stomach held you in place, his large biceps locking your legs around him "I thought you were going to be my good girl." He said, his breath grazing your flesh "i..I am..I'm s...sorry." you breathed, trying to hold as still as possible. "That's right....show me you are worthy..." he trailed off. You opened your eyes, seeing the white ceiling looking down your eyes met electric blue ones seeing him smile as his lips met you skin..

You jolted up, water splashing to the floor as you gripped the side of the tub. "Holy shit." You breathed, running a hand through your hair. You looked down seeing the bubbles had dissipated, still able to feel his hands on you...his warmth seeping into you. "I need a vacation." You muttered, standing up wrapping the towel around yourself heading into your bedroom. You quickly changed, laying in bed you stared at the ceiling, the dream about your doctor leaving an uneasy feeling inside you, deciding it might be best to look for a different therapist as you closed your eyes hoping for a dreamless sleep.

I didn't know who else wanted to be tagged lol

@mochie85 @vbecker10

[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

Sexiest Podcast Character — Scripted Bracket — Finals

Propaganda

Captain Isabel Lovelace (Wolf 359):

Her everything <3 But in all seriousness WHAT is more sexy than a haunted, competent, funny, cursed, vengeful, mourning, badass, doomed woman?

listen to the run and hide speech and tell me that isn't the sexiest thing you've ever heard

Hot space lady who could kill me mmm yes please!

(sort of) twice-undead space captain who wired a bomb to her heart to make sure the crew of her ship didn't kill her before her escape shuttle got working. she's funny she's a genius she knows how to use a gun and she cares very much about her crew (despite the whole bomb thing).

#LOVELACE #idk who she’s up agaunst really tbf #but she cares so SO much #she gets boiled down to ’tough scary lady hot’ a lot (which 100% agree) but #she is heartbroken about her failure to keep her crew safe #and stubbornly wants to make sure none of it is in vain #even if it kills her #HOT. ​even apart from how hot her monologues and threats to hilbert are #also her and eifel laughing and getting along when they first meet her 😭 yall #anyway. lovelace 1000%. the defense rests

Vote Lovelace cuz of the way she says "Hi honey, I'm home" to the bastard who shot her in the head, and then how she proceeds to beat him up <3 Oh. And how she twists his arm and says "good boy". Yeah.

LOVELACE SWEEP LOVELACE SWEEP GO LISTEN TO HER RUN AND HIDE SPEECH AND WEEP THAT GODDARD AERONATICS EVER KILLED HER ENTIRE CREW AND ALSO HER (she recovered) AND MADE HER THEIR ENEMY

#LOVELACE SWEEP. DO NOT FUCKING LET ME DOWN #Lovelace is so much to me #Seen some people in the notes citing the run and hide speech#Which is very good #but my personal favorite Lovelace thing is variations on a theme #The cyclical nature of trauma #The lack of trust #The fear #the sadness #‘You can never go home. You were home. And now you’re back— and you can never go back.’ #Lovelace hearing Hera say something to her and #Thinking ‘what she’s actually saying is that I’m a demon and she would be glad to kill me in a slow and horrifying manner’ #Is so #I don’t agree that Lovelace is doomed either #Like #lovelace did die. But #She got out of that pain and trauma #How do you listen to her say that she is Isabel Lovelace #That she rejects the person that pain made her to be #And say she’s doomed

captain lovelace helped 12yo me realise I like women. She’s so hot. her threatening Hilbert is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. isabel lovelace SWEEP

If you don't vote for lovelace you're all lying about supporting womens' wrongs.

Not to be dramatic or anything, but I will never forgive any of you if you let Lovelace lose. She's tragic, she's haunted, she's an alien clone, she's vengeful but trying to be a better person. SHE DIDNT DIE TWICE FOR Y'ALL TO LET HER LOSE THE SEXIEST PODCAST CHARACTER TOURNAMENT. And I'm sorry. The part when (see propaganda above) she is intentionally pissing off Kepler so in the event he kills one of the hostages it's her instead of Eiffel??? Shit talking Kepler AND trying to save Eiffel's life? Serving absolute cunt. Sexiest moment of all time, actually.

Are we all forgetting that her introduction involved keeping a dead man switch for her spaceship (converted into a bomb) wired into her goddamn HEART??? Vote Lovelace or else

VOTE FOR ISABEL LOVELACE, HOTTEST WOMAN ON THIS PLANET (AND OUT OF THIS WORLD 🤘). she is everything to me , always . im head over heels

Hera (Wolf 359):

I don't care if she's an AI with no physical form, she is HOT

my digital wife <3

oh it's always "i want a hot computergirl with poor cable management to glitch on my shit" and "i want to fuck her until she bluescreens" on this website until it's time to put your money where your mouth is. i have a post about usb penetration with tens of thousands of notes. i see the things you all say. you have a hot computergirl in front of you and this is how you all repay her? you would abandon her? prove yourselves as the computer sex website; vote for hera NOW!!!

"everyone voting Hera in this round is doing it strictly because she is an AI" WRONG. INCORRECT. everyone voting for hera is doing it because she's funny and thoughtful and passionate and wears her heart on her sleeve despite all of the times people have let her down. because she's anti-authority, and that's sexy. it's sexy that she's an AI because the way she navigates being a woman in that context is inherently transgender, and THAT'S sexy, but on its own? not even like, top five most relevant things about her. self-determination? that's sexy.

VOTE FOR HERA. i'm not done. i've made the case that she would want this more, and that's true, but you should also want her. the propaganda says she doesn't have a physical form - in one sense, that's true, but she DOES have an internal self-image and the desire for physicality. most of the physical sensations she's experienced so far have been painful - think of what you could do for her. she has human desire without the means to act on it. she's the most touch starved anyone has ever been. making love to someone who can't be touched by conventional means IS inherently sexy and it IS a win for disabled trans women everywhere.

she's passionate and kind of emotionally unstable and fiercely loyal - "officer eiffel? he's your deadman's switch. if you let him die, or if you do anything that doesn't fall under the category of do no harm, i will go off. i will rain acid on your ass. i will crank the temperature in the room so high that your skin will crack, and bubble, and burn. i will vent you into space through a hole the size of a quarter. and if i am feeling very, very generous, i won't do all those things slowly." like come on!! what more do you want!!

VOTE FOR HERA. my final, last-minute appeal: her character arc is fundamentally about identity, autonomy, and being seen the way she wants to be seen. the way she navigates her identity as a woman in this context is inherently transgender, and that IS sexy. she's funny, she's passionate, she's sweet, she's been let down repeatedly by almost everyone she's ever met and she still opens her heart to people because she so badly craves connection. she's frustrated, touch starved, and pent up, and was initially rejected from service because of her impulsive, emotional, unorthodox way of thinking. i have so much more i could say on her behalf, but this IS a contest of sex appeal. thinking outside the box, breaking rules, and reaching beyond the limitations of her own form is so central to who she is. hera could come up with freak shit beyond the comprehension of the average person, and she IS enthusiastic enough to make it work.

[justajsworkshop]

kinda curious 👀 what do your saturation sessions look like?

it’s very dull lmao. just me laying in bed and focusing on my desired end. as i mentioned before, i approach it with the intention to allow my awareness to feast on fulfillment, not to change or make anything happen because i fully trust what we focus on is what we experience. i also see it as a kindness to myself to give myself what i want—cuz you know i’m not about forcing yourself to be miserable by following what other people do.

i use saturation sessions for narratives i feel more “stuck” in, basically when returning to the old story is almost compulsive and i do it mindlessly (proof mindless affs work hahaha, just make sure they’re in your favor!). i see saturation sessions as a way to be more deliberate and intentional with getting accustomed to the new story.

so, i’ll set a timer, close my eyes, and visualize my desired end. i affirm for sure. usually not the same, just whatever comes to mind as i weave a narrative to my liking. i’ll have maybe 1-2 main affs and just tack on whatever else i like that revolves around them.

sometimes i’ve got a 2 second imaginal scene to accompany for as long as i feel like visualizing, or it might be a lil montage just if i have fun watching it over and over. sometimes it’s a still image because that’s easier. that’s how i manifested a bunch of money at the end of last year, just imagined seeing my bank balance at a certain number as i fell asleep every night.

i might listen to subliminals; i might not. music sometimes, others not. i try to stay focused as long as i can, but if it gets more mindless, i let it be that as long as i’m not thinking about the old story in the background. in which case, it’s time for a break to think about something else.

i also try to affirm some affs on manifesting speed and ease while im otherwise going about by day. like, today, i was having a lot of fun with “why do i manifest instantly and effortlessly? because i’m god” while i was making breakfast. something along those lines. and i remind myself it’s already done; i’m only reminding myself what’s already true.

to be clear: i do not put a lot of effort into it. focus, yes. because it’s about breaking out of that old loop, so it inherently takes more focus to make sure i don’t veer off course into writing my own misery lmao. but by dedicating the time and focus, it makes it so much easier to affirm/visualize the new story throughout the day otherwise because i’ve dedicated the time for acclimating myself to the new story. i hope that makes sense.

i do not advocate for forcing yourself to saturate while waiting for something to change or you’re gonna burn out and make yourself miserable. which is why i try to be intentional for what i use them for, so it doesn’t become another “required step.” i’m really just helping myself out remember that what i want is mine and done.

[mochiwrites]

Lucy... i'm love her. from like the moment i saw her i was sure i wasn't gonna like her but then more and more of her character was revealed and i just fell in love.

Like she's so hard-working and started her journey in the first place to prove to herself that she's independent and hard-working and that she's worth it. everytime she found a new key she worked hard to develop a bond with the spirit because she knew that not all of them would be treated right y other holders (as proven by Leo's fears and avoidance at first) but she fights for not only her friends but her keys too!!!! like!!!! Who else (besides yukino) does that!!!!!!!!! We've seen how other holders treat their keys and it's like "oh wow wait a min, lucy was onto something" and she learned her compassion from her mom and instead of squashing it like her dad wanted she made it flourish!!!!!! And her dad!!! He was working on changing himself and she didn't have to forgive him at all, but she did and she healed from it. there's sm more but i feel like i've gone on for long enough but i'd love to hear your input too!

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

listen 12 year mochi who didn't know she was a lesbian at the time was Instantly in love with lucy (young mochi the signs were there you loveable fool) and she was Onto something.

I think what I love a lot about lucy is the fact that unlike in a lot of shounen anime, she wasn't forced into a relationship with natsu. like don't get me wrong, I'd love for her and natsu to finally get their shit together however. there's been so many animes where the lead girl fell for the lead guy and confessed their feelings and she turned into this really flat character (I'm not gonna point fingers *coughs swordartonline coughs*)

like does lucy fall for natsu? yes. but it feels so natural and gradual over the course of the series. but it also isn't her 1 (one) character trait y'know??? what mashima does really well with lucy is that he establishes her as her own character, and she is a strong character.

she runs away from home at like 16, literally throws her dad's money aside, and leaves her rich and cushiony life to make something of herself! she runs away and works to establish her own life (and it makes sense why she freaks about money so much, she's literally lived on her own and that apartment is her's, a home she made herself, a home she worked hard to achieve) and it takes a lot of guts to do that, especially as someone who grew up very sheltered.

at the start of the series, lucy may not be a character who can meet her guildmates on the same level of physical strength, but she has the strongest heart out of everyone. in every situation we see her in, her heart is where she really shines and it makes me melt so much.

where lucy may lack in physical strength (at first, because we do see her become physically stronger and WOW IM GAY AS FUCK), she makes up for it with her very big heart and the bonds she makes with the people around her and UGH!!!!!!!!!

not even lying I think about her saving loke literally all the time. it's such an emotional scene and it is SO fucking well done like holy hell. lucy hardly even knows loke, he's flirted with her a couple of times, he was kind of an ass one or twice (though tbf luce didn't know what was going on), and yet here she is, holding him as he's slowly disappearing and risking her own life to save him and SHE'S DEFENDING HIM. IN FRONT OF THE CELESTIAL SPIRIT KING. SHE'S CALLING HIM STACHE FACE.

she was ready to sacrifice it all for loke.

and she is so loving to her celestial spirits. you can tell how much she loves all of them, and how much they all mean to her. hell, she's literally going on a journey to find aquarius' key!!!!! that is her MAIN goal in 100yrsq and it breaks me. I sobbed like a baby when she broke aquarius' key. like that DESTROYED me. aquarius is probably the most important bond she has because aquarius was layla's key and she watched lucy grow up and GODDDDDDD that scene breaks me. BUT AGAIN. IT JUST SHOWS THAT LUCY IS READY TO RISK IT ALL TO SAVE HER LOVED ONES AND AUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucy's character is just so. she is SO important to me. I love her development. and I think a lot of people who hate lucy let the fanservice ( >:( stop treating my girl like that I stg ) and exaggerated character moments get in the way of their view of her. so many people are quick to say that she's weak because of her magic and I. do not think people realize that being strong isn't just something physical. they also forget that lucy lived a very sheltered life before joining fairy tail, so of course she's not going to be on the same level as say erza or wendy or mirajane. she has to work for it, and she does!

she has soooo many powerful moments, like the oracion seis arc??? bro she literally won gemini because angel treated them like shit and her compassion, her heart is what swayed them. I think they even said they wanted to form a contract with her too. aND THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES???? DO I EVEN HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES ARC. BECAUSE I CAN. AND THIS POST WILL GET SIGNIFICANTLY LONGER. BUT I SO CAN.

future lucy. fucking future lucy. LOUD YELLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will contain myself but COME ON. THE ENTIRITY OF THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES ARC IS SUCH A GREAT EXAMPLE OF HOW STRONG AND WONDERFUL LUCY IS???????

also. key of the starry sky arc. like I. HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I love lucy so fucking much man. despite fairy tail's many flaws, she really is a wonderfully written character who can stand on her own without natsu (and that's a whole other post because I can talk about those two for FOREVER) and gah. I love her. she's so strong. my wife. beloved.

[batstorm93672]

Im not sure if your taking in anymore request but if you are I think a fic where Damian has a bunch of events going on and his family not showing up to any and Damian saying doesn't care when he does and on Damian's last event Bruce is being batman and he thinks he can make it but he never does and Damian ends up getting kidnapped and wanting money from Bruce in 24 hr or else they'll kill Damian and Damian is drugged or something and can't fight.

School events are dumb. Even though Damian thinks that... a part of him wished at least one person of the large ass family would show up. Yet no one has. Maybe no one wants to.

Okay, listen, Damian was trying to think, maybe their busy or maybe their on their way. But two hours of waiting, and no one showed up. This isn't the first time. No, it's been like this for four days of school events, and Damian participated for most to show his family he made progress, yet no one is here! He swore to himself he doesn't care, but he's weak... and he does. Damian is waiting. It's the last event of the week. Bruce promised he would show up. Where is he? "Damian, is your father showing up?" "Yes. He will." The teacher nods and compliments his work before moving on. The hours pass, and Damian sighs. It's over, and Bruce never showed. Damian walks out of the school, and then everything swiftly goes dark.

Damian wakes up, it's dark around, and he's so... tired. Why is he tired? Damian looks around, there's a few people around in another room, and he can hear them. A light brightens and someone steps out.

"Waking up already?"

"Who the hell..?"

"Don't worry about me, you should be more concerned for yourself. We already sent your precious father what we want. If he doesn't get it for us, then you die."

"Tt. Good luck... when I break out of here... I'll fight you all."

"Seems the drugs are really getting into your head."

"You guys... suck I'm gonna make you regret this."

"You can have fun trying to think up a way of doing that for the next 24 hours. Enjoy Wayne."

Damian scowls and groans loudly. Whatever they used on him is doing its job. His senses feel useless here. "This is boring! You guys suck!"

No response. Cowards.

"Fucking hate this."

...

Damian overheard a bit. They're giving Bruce 24 hours... and now the 22-hour mark has just hit. Two more hours, and they keep coming in and drugging Damian again. He tried being annoying to wear them out or something. Not even "being a brat," as Jason might say, is working.

Then something explodes, the door opens, and lo and behold, it's Batman.

"Finally... I was getting bored, do you really not care that much for me?"

"What do you mean?"

"The entire week has been events held at my school and... you didn't show up for even one! Plus, you promised you would show for this one, but you didn't."

"I'm sorry... I was so busy I thought I could make it. Maybe... we can take a moment, just us, and you can tell me about everything you've done in full detail?"

"...promise?"

"I promise."

[disneyanddisneyships]

@gyubby99 okay listen-

okay so this takes place like right after Aponi died. Neither she nor angel have any idea about the happy hotel. I just wanted to write what I thought their first meeting would be like.

Warning: mentions of rape, blood, murder, hell, stripping, p*le dancing, basically anything in the Helluva Boss or Hazbin hotel universe.

This is an OC fic so don't come for me in regards to accuracy.

Jason groaned as his headache made itself known.

He sat up on his bed, his girlfriend nowhere in sight until he saw the blood on the bed.

Memories flashed through his head.

"Shit..... Lilly!" He yelled out as he shot out of bed. "Lilly are you here? I'm so sorry.. I didn't-" He stopped running around realizing Lilly wasn't at home. She left him.

Or so he thought.

"She couldn't have gone far," he muttered to himself before running to his closet, opening the door and freezing.

His eyes were wide.

Lilly was there. Hanging by a few of his ties.

"Lilly...?" He asked before he broke down, untied her and brought her forehead to his. "Lilly goddammit it wasn't that big a deal!" He shouted until he remembered the screams of horror she gave out last night.

Down in hell:

"Listen I don't care how or when you do it I just need you to kill him," Aponi spoke from the corner of the I.M.P office.

"Right. Don't get me wrong, I understand where you're coming from but you seem like too much of a pussy to do anything to him once he gets down here," the Imp stated as he messed around with a pen on his desk.

"He raped me. I wanna make sure he can't do that to anyone ever again. So just fucking do it or I will find a way to get up there to do it myself," Aponi scolded.

As of now, of course she wouldn't do such a thing. But the Imp didn't need to know that.

"Yes ma'am! We'll kill him for you fair qnd square as long as you have the money!" He exclaimed as they made their way out of the office.

"I will. Just do it," Aponi stated before showing herself out of the building.

A few minutes of walking was not fun the morning after you died.

Aponi clutched her neck as she pulled her hoodie over her head to hide her face.

In doing so she bumped into someone smoking on the curb.

"Hey watch where ya goin lady!" The man stated.

"I-im sorry... I'm just trying to find a job or something.. I need quick money," Aponi explained.

"Quick money eh? I have a place in mind. What's ya name sweetheart?" The demon asked.

"My name? Uh it's lil-.... it's Aponi.... yours?" She replied.

"Angel dust, nice'ta meetcha! Come with me, toots and we'll getcha some money. I work for a nice overlord named Valentino. He'll setcha up well!" Angel explained as he hooked aponi's arms with his and guided her inside.

"Thanks..." she muttered.

"Of course! Welcome ta Hell!" Angel exclaimed.

A few minutes of bargaining and Aponi listing off her talents and credentials, she was in.

Angel led her backstage to his own dressing room.

"Since we didn't expect ya, you're gonna have to wait for your own room. But you can use mine until then!" Angel stated.

"Uh okay.. I dont have any clothes...." Aponi muttered.

"Oh no worries babe! You can borrow some'a my stuff! You wearin anything under that dirty ass sweatshirt?" Angel asked.

"Uh yeah.. why?"

"Take it off. I gotta get the vibe'a ya symbols and shit," Angel explained as he gestured to the heart symbols on his chest.

Aponi nodded and took off the sweatshirt, a tank top underneath.

"Jesus you're skinny! I can work with this! What'a ya? A butterfly demon?" Angel asked.

"I guess...." she muttered.

Angel shrugged as he looked into his closet.

"So how'd ya die anyhow?" He asked to make small talk.

"Oh.. I uh.. I hung myself," Aponi replied.

"Oh suicide? Jeez. Me too. But mine was..... somewhat accidental? I overdosed and ended up in a coma," Angel stated.

"really?" Aponi asked.

"Yep. What made'ya wanna kick it?" He wondered as he took out an outfit for her. "Here. Try this. The bathroom is just right there," Angel stated as he handed her the outfit.

Aponi walked into the bathroom.

"Um... to answer your question.... my boyfriend- well... ex boyfriend I should say now... he uh..... he didba bad thing," Aponi stated from inside the bathroom. "But that's really all I wanna say about it," she finished.

"No worries. Your business ain't mine. Ya'almost done?" Angel asked.

Aponi unlocked the door and stepped out in an incredibly short tight orange dress, 8 inch heeled black boots and a black corset.

"Wow! Ya clean up good! Now c'mon. You got one shot to impress Val. You got any songs ya like to sing that are vulgar?" He asked.

"Uh... yeah I got a few.... do I have to... pole dance or....?" Aponi asked nervously.

"Nah. He won't let newbies do it until he gets someone ta train em. He's a dirt bag, but He's professional," Angel stated.

Aponi nodded and sighed in relief.

"You died yesterday?" Angel clarified. Aponi nodded. "How old are ya?" He asked.

"Uh.. 19," she replied.

"Jeez. Whatever your ex did it must'a been real bad. Anywho. Break a leg!" Angel stated before pushing her on stage.

Aponi sighed.

Hours later when work was finished Aponi checked all the cash she made. Not a lot. But enough to pay for the I.M.P business.

Now she just needed a place to stay....

"Aight, I'm out toots. You good here or....?" Angel asked.

"Uh.... do you know somewhere I could stay for like.... no money?" She asked.

"I can hide ya out in my apartment if ya want for a lil bit," Angel stated.

"Really? I'd appreciate that," Aponi replied. Her phone buzzed.

I.M.P: the job is done. Come in tomorrow to pay us.

Aponi: thanks. Will do.

"So what went through your parents minds when choosing ya name?" Angel asked as the two of them walked out of the club.

"Oh. Aponi isn't my real name.. but I figured i needed a new one to uh.... ya know I don't know.... I used to write fanfiction as a thirteen year old and I did a lot of name studying. My real name is Lilly," Aponi explained.

"Ah I won't tell. Angel Dust ain't my real name either," He replied. "You and my friend Cherri would get along real well. We should all hang out sometime," Angel stated.

"Yeah. That'd be great," Aponi replied as she and the spider demon walked together.

[cjaayo]

Writing Reflection

My topic is music because I listen to it everyday and I think it should be easy for me to write about. It's important to me because since I listen to it everyday it became a big part of my life filling in whatever hole I may have during that time in my life. What I learned so far about music is that majority of rap songs are similar they usually talking about common things like having money and women and staying solid to your brothers. What I want to still research is what other genre is similar to rap because I'm not to sure what genre that is yet. what I find most interesting about my topic is that music can connect people to each other sometimes you wouldn't believe who like the same music as you.

The difficulty with brainstorming is how to word you information write and making sure you have hard evidence on what you're talking about. What comes easy is what I'm writing about since I know what artist and listen to the genre a lot. What ima be doing differently is making sure that have strong points when Im typing my assignments and make sure I have a good argument on my topic. What's different about college work is that we don't get a lot of work everyday like in high school, yes maybe the assignments they give out is a ton of work just for one assignment but its easier thanks having homework for every class you have. What I need to focus on this assignment is the research making sure I have strong points. My plan for this is get my ideas on paper and making sure my research is good and then pout everything I have into an outline making sure it's good.

The phase that gives me a hard time is always the gathering ideas and forming a thesis/outline I'm not to sure but that has always been a hard part for me when having a writing assignment. "Think of a working thesis as the general focus of the paper, helping to shape your research and brainstorming activities. " this is this helped me understand the process of writing by helping me understand that I need to write something thats covers the whole paper

[david-box]

Succession season 4 EP. 6 or whatever it's called idek tbh

Is this a flashback? Oh, nvm. This sounds like nonsense. He looks pissed. Yep, there it is. Ouch. I can feel the tension. Kendall why do you wanna watch it again. This is self harm buddy dude, my guy.

Brian Cox is a fucking phenomenal actor. And now one can stand up to him the way he should have been. Rest in piss you piece of shit. Is Mattson trying to flirt with Shiv? Dude she will fucking eat you alive. "Yoo-hoo". Well yeah they're just minding the shop for a few hours but dude you know how a business works right. Mattson dude you can't order that thing. He is the world's most crusty man while she's sitting there literally glowing like porcelain bruh she is so for out of your league and married and also crazy. Dude. Dude. Anyhow lol. "Start the engines" hahahahahaha. He is too tall. I think Shiv just likes she can abuse him with like the true honesty of her situation and he'll come back because he doesn't even want positive reinforcement. He just wants honesty.

Very light tan. Hey Rome going back into the studios. He took Shiv"s seat what the fuck?? Hi Tom! Kendall's shit he just said was so useless I forgot to listen and had to back up also Shiv grabbing her phone loud enough for him to notice and quiet enough to "not make a scene". I think he genuinely didn't notice. Or her slapping the phone down. Nice job clapping for yourself Ken. Who gives a shit about the company after this take the money and runnnnn. "Huh, well, what exactly happened??" Lol, Shiv. Gently pressing him. Sure. Roman is not lying well. Yes. You can recommend it. Take the money and run. Exposed to what. Bruh. That's also 50% cash. Everyone fucking leavvvevsa ahhahhahahaa. Kendall is a bad liar. Shiv is like why you fucking lying. She says yeah a lot. Thanks fuckface they're bad at this lol they didn't tell her cus she'll call them out. No you literally cannot keep ATN and Pierce. Roman is sorry. Is he trying to hug it out??? Roman I love you. They are so bad about reading her. Opp I forgot about the baby. Oh it's the same building nvm.

Why is she crying??? *About to breakdown* I'm fine DW about it. Aw. I don't trust him. Aw shiv no don't kiss your ex back. Jen listening in and they don't seem to care. Is he drinking??? What the fuck is personalized longevity. Fuckywood. Ahhaha yess sit like that Roman yeehaw love that shit. Mm tummy full ???? Roman???? Ahahha lol. I think it's hit im. "Mattson is flaky" <- man who is bailing on $194/share. I don't think this investor gives a shit. Oh this isn't an investor? Let's sidebar it girl? She is not confident. Well you want me to say more things? Lol. Roman buddy you're not listening to her. •_• uhh. Bruh. Dude. Why is he firing her. What the fuck. Bro??? Why??? Kendall what the fuck does annnnyyy of this. Ken. Oh this poor girl doesn't know how Kendall is. Bruh. Bro. "Don't say no Denny" no one can do no is a terrible thing Kendall buddy. These people are crazy.

Matthew what's his face is an incredibly attractive man. Aw they're being misogynistic together <3 how sweet. She's dressed up in what looks like a gi with a belt?? This is a bad time to apologize dude. How is it working. Is it working? Oh he's teasing her. Okay. Please neg eachother more it is very fun to watch. She does have her mannerisms down pat. Are they actually gonna bite eachother??? Bruh. Ahhahahahahhahaha. Oh my god. I think Tom loves that more than Shiv does this is so fucked up he finally gets to bite someone. "Tom wamsgams finally made me feel something" is such a roast. All you need is unbelievable growth?? Dude. I think it's hard to make houses seem like tech. Cus we've had houses for a while now. Greg I love you. We don't have the numbers Rome. "Ehh ehh" bruh. They're literally latching onto it because of Logan. Please talk to other people. Who's gonna kill themselves first. Thank you Gerri. Ouccchhh. Are you gonna fire her too. Dude. Bruh. "No" lol but she can't say that. Romannnnn never piss of Gerri. Kendall has zero ability to read emotions. You fired Gerri??? Smooth over? Bro? KENDALL. KENDALLLLLL.

Did they fuck right after they bite eachother. "I don't entirely hate you" was what she was gonna say. Mattson songs. Oh man. Bruh bad opener. I picked money. Ouch. That's harsh. Is he from a trailer park. She might actually do it dude. Bruh the green screen is STILL THERE. Are they gonna deep fake their dad??? "Or I'm gonna get in trouble"??? "Understand Mr. Snippy Snip???" What the fuck Greg???

Kendall they can't just build the numbers. It's gotta be credible but we're lying lol. "Can I talk to Karl." I. Lol. "You're taking jibberish." KENDALL. Kendall. He was not kidding. Let's just pressure people into this it'll work. Goddamn Shiv has nice outfits. Flirting with Lukas sarcastically in front of Tom making him feel like he's the other woman?? Bomb threat???? I love you Lukas.

Nice to see you back, Kendall's black glasses. It will be just this. I hope those oh those are real clouds. Okay. I was gonna say I hope they crash but it's just gas. Why is he upset. The numbers are from up there.... Okay. Roman is the most influenciable of the lot today. He's got that gleam in his eyes. Why do you have to back it Roman? I think we should protect him oooooo..... A flight jacket. Dude. You cannot say anything Kendall. I can sense Roman is 100% the younger brother. Is this all in one day?

Maybe ....wee..... Shouldn't... Do it? Or maybe postpone. He's so sad omg. It is nuts. We do not have to. You stupid people. Roman tries to stop Kendall and then he tries to pull himself out. Break that leg TM. Karl's getting pissed lol. I don't think he can pull rank by age he's gonna het fired lol. He'll fire you. Lol. Go Grandpa go.

Gerris still sitting there. Who is this even going for. Roman saying it like that means not good. Also wtf is Tom saying. Is he playing music. What the fuck. Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg. Hey uh. Yeah. Just say it 3 times it'll better. Roman would be so much better poor Tom. "Amateur". I was dusrupting our annual meeting I - bruh. I gotta quit typing. What the fuck. Living plus till the end????? He didn't even retire???? Bruh. You can't promise this. What the fuck. How did they manage that??? What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck.

OOHHH MY GOD I HAD TO GOOGLE IT AAAAA. WELP. THAT PUTS THAT IN THE GROUND. Dude you don't have to Google it. Lol. Trying to turn it around on Karl and then immediately backtracking into "generals" lmao. He's very European??? Bruh. The fuck does that mean. Kendall cannot spin any criticism. And now, give it up, for Tom Wamsgams!! So his weirdness is *rehearsed* or??? He deleted it? Damn. It's not gonna climb above 194? "I don't even remember it it was kinda a blur."

Seriously scared Romans gonna kill himself rn. He's just listening it to on repeat :-( oh my god.

It is obviously not going to be party and strategy. They're cute together. Is he drawing an arrow??? You're not gonna drown yourself right. Kendal. Kendall. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Kendal. Bruh. Okay cool.

[gavinsmg24]

Princess! Im responding!! Spirit and mad max! First off that triggered some nostalgia. Not anything clear to fully remember but I know I watched that on the roll out tvs back in elementary I’m pretty sure. Hehe. It’s cute you watched! And mad max fury road! Yesss. I know how much you love! Furiosa! Hehe my cutie 🙈. I’m happy you watched! I’d love to sit and watch with you!

Hehe your so sweet. I’ll come back to it but the wet teeth brushing hands while semi drunk getting ready for bed. Fitting in time for daddy 🥺 you don’t have to go that far but I love it!!

I’m happy for you! First pay check in a bit 🥰. Start getting a lil stash to the side for rainy day funds or splurge on yourself!💘

It’s not pessimistic or dramatic. Your feelings matter! Just bcuz you feel down all the time doesn’t always mean it’s you! I’m so proud. Like even tho you’re thinking of the meh you’re still coming up with positives! Like! Ahhh! That’s good! It’s good to like. Give your mental stability some support crutches! Like instead of only thinking of bads your finding goods too! I’m. Proud! Hmph tk relationship and money stuff.. hmph idk if the money means you need to make it or he’s not making as much or. Grr anyways. Please be safe! But. Happy your mood going towards better🥰 mwah! A kiss for how happy your making meee!

Don’t. You. Dare! Feel guilty! Not responding to me!? You’re so fucking sweet! Day 1 this was just to see if you were alive and well! Now! You come to me when you want hehe. Now! I do love it. So much I hate to say it! But I do think of you before my own desires so! If you ever need a break. Or just to rant and not even read or acknowledge my posts that’s ok! You can rant. I canr respond. And in a week you could read for the week. Or longer! I love when you think of me and talk to me. But also I’ve said. It’s a blessing! Bottom line. I shouldnt even get you.. but I do! And for as long as I make you happy, you want to, and your saftey is secure. I’ll always be here to read and respond and also talk and see your responses. If you want!

Hehe I love you. You knew I wouldnt mind 😘

Babygirl do I love your responses. Yes! But I love you being able to take care of what you need to! So! Only come and respond when you can / want to! Take a week off of responses and see if it helps! Or don’t but just saying! I wont be upset!

Salads at work yummy! And leftover chicken to take! You’re such an adult🙈 you always were it just makes me happy you doing your thing!

Your rants and thoughts will be heard! I listen and love! Mwah! Oh! And yeah it may be bad to drink to cope with recent things but idk. We all need something. Not really. Like we have weed but I’ll drink occasionally too I know you mean in a worse way. Like. Shots until woozie? But also. It’s okay! Just. Do daddy a favor and try to not go too overboard! Maybe that last shot you want you don’t need!? But that’s not me telling u waht to do. Just be wary! I love you! Nothing you’ve said makes me upset or think less of you. I still find you smart sexy amazing and cool! 🙈🥰

[moisummertime]

Im currently reading this book called Mr. Unavailable and the Fallback Girl.

There was a section in this book that provide you certain statement to determine how available you are by just agreeing with it.

1. Im all over my exes - this means I'm in neutral position and am not emotionally invested in either negative or positive way. I don't have anyone dipping in and out my life.

Agree. That's why I don't keep them around. I make space for a new person ;)

2. I've typically been available and have at least one mutually fulfilling, healthy, and committed relationship.

I think I'd agree to this one.

3. While I did find myself involved with a Mr. Unavailable, it was a one-time thing and I wouldn't be interested that behaved in this manner.

Yep. Normally I threw 'wtf dude', 'you son of a b*tch, how dare you!', 'Bye' followed with blocked, 'I am not interested.'. But yea I did some exceptions in certain cases and usually one exception.

4. Im not afraid to be vulnerable in my relationship and while I have fears like average person, Im not run by my fear.

Agree. Bitch gonna face those. confront them, and try to address this. My fear wouldnt be my image.

5. When I experience a breakup or someone that Im interested in doesnt work out, I work my feelings and don't try to avoid them.

And as you can see this blog, Im working on all those emotions I feel and try to address them. 6. While I've had one-night stand or an occasional fling or even casual sex arrangement here and there, they;'re few and far between. Yea, getting fewer and fewer every year.

7. If someone rejects me/turn me down/my relationship doesnt work out, I don't internalize it and change how I feel about me.

Yea, it is what it is. But I do always review and reflect. I gotta make sure I learn from that experience.

8. Im okay with being honest or receiving honesty even in the face of hearing information that I might not like and I will act upon.

Better than ghosting ;) So yep, I agreeeee.

9. If someone doesnt make an effort or isn't in position to commit to me, this is a turn off and I walk away. I don't become interested and try to push them into a commitment.

agreeeee. Who wants to have a relationship by forcing them into one? not me.

10. I accept responsibility for sorting out any emotional issues that I have and I don't try to get partners to fix me.

Yep. I might have to cry first but I am more resilient than I was. I know what best for me.

11. while I don't mind being kind or helpful, or even compassionate, I know that it's wholly inappropriate to fix someone else's problem.

Agree. If they have issue, they should decide to fix it themselves.

12. I don't have a type, and tend to look for people who, while Im attracted to them, share similar values with me. I don't have any criteria about how they should look, their job, how much money they have.

Agree. If I look back, there's variety of people, with variety of jobs, and variety of hairlines lol Finding one with same value and I am attracted to at the same time is hard.

13. If I met someone and they were still attached, I'd walk away.

Yea, Im not rehabilitate anyone from their heartbreak.

14. While there are things that I wouldn't mind improving, on the whole I accept myself and like and love me.

I'd give myself the love and life I deserve. I am my baby :3

15. While of course I don't want to be hurt, Im not so afraid of being hurt that it affects how I see people and relationships and my trust issues.

I'll always bounce back. It's gonna be a life story or just a short story? we decide it baby ;) Im not afraid of getting hurt for sure.

16. When I feel uncomfortable I listen to myself and when I get signals from my gut, I trust the information I'm getting.

Yes. And a little extra help from my tarot reader, I def gonna keep my distance when I feel something 'Off'.

17. I'm aware of inappropriate behavior and I have boundaries and limit to what I'll put up with.

AGREE. 100%. behavioral thing is very critical to me. you pick on it, nu uh. bye.

18. I don't engage in denial, rationalizing and minimizing.

You got what you see, what you feel. when you try too hard to make sense of someone else's behaviour, they really got a problem. That's red flag waving at you.

19. Whether or not I had a healthy relationship with my parents, I have addressed everything from my childhood that impacting my adult life and/or am I actively working on it.

Constantly working on it. It's not an easy task, but it's not something that hold me back either.

20. There's nothing Im trying to avoid, really!

Yep. But I have to admit I try to avoid poverty lol Soooo... I think Im ready. When you are? ;)

[ventingoutmyass]

11.23.22

yes, yes, the halloween job was as cool as I wanted it to be. It brought up some very dangerous reminders of a certain very dangerous person, and in the form of a new much-more-dangerous person. But since the job has ended, I’ve remained pretty out of touch, and their favoritism toward me has left my field of vision. 

other than that though, the job was all around wonderful. Great people and a pretty easy job. I haven’t experienced horrendous physical effects of dire financial stress in almost two months, and my hips are loving the new stretch I found about two weeks ago. 

all around, not too bad. 

i’ve opted out of christmas gift exchange this year, and although few people are actually choosing to respect that, the mental stress of the holidays has been the biggest weight off my shoulders this time of year since elementary school. So that’s a bit funny of an experience, not one im sure whether I like yet or not.

I am, at this moment, not doing bad. The job kept me just busy enough, just exhausted enough, made me just enough money, that i’m sat at pretty much the perfect spot I could be in. 

Trying to mingle back into my online friends has proved a bit more unnatural than I had expected, since i’d distanced myself pretty much completely since I had that job. getting a new job, I knew something would give. I felt lucky enough that what was sacrificed didnt impact my physical well-being as what uually does, but the mental anguish did take some toll. its all about that **human connection** nonsense. calling it nonsense, is nonsense. I like my friends. I like them so much, actually. 

I’m having a hard time accepting that i’m their friend too. ya know, the whole fear of perception and rejection dysphoria, thing. it’s not the end of the world if they know what i sound like, right? it cant be. i dont know. its so much easier when im a green name on a screen, versus a voice that i hate to hear anyway, let alone the pictures i sometimes want to send, because they’re my friends and i want to share my life with them, but im too terrified to share myself with them.

they’re my friends, they like who they know i am, who ive chosen to show them. they wouldnt hate me if we met in real life. they care about me, at least my well-being, at least on some surface level. they probably care about me more than most close friends i’ve known in real life. still it took three weeks to ask over my disappearance, but i know thats my dumb brain doing its dumb things.

well, sure i didnt talk to my friends for over a month. sure, im still not quite back into the routine i had before to talk to them everyday, but i do think about them, and i care for them, and i always hope their days are better than mine. because they deserve as much, they’re such wonderful people.

anyway, since the job only lasted five weeks, and i was only working about 25 hours those weeks, the energy i took from seeing my friends somehow managed to be enough. I still slept pretty good, I ate pretty much fine. I showered just as often, if not more. and it got me a bit active, which i hadnt realized was as bad as it was. the scarring on my feet is not going away any time soon. 

and i can afford groceries, have I mentioned that? I bought groceries for the last time in like,, eight months?? something like that. it’s nice, ive even bought myself underwear. havent bought myself underwear since high school. 

happy thanksgiving, if you celebrate it. if not, good. the food sucks, and obv its a terrible holiday anyway. thanks for listening. thanks for being here. shoutout to my internet besties, yall keep me going. you make me feel like i can belong somewhere. thank you <33 -rcp

[goldengoddess]

you’re my home - kaz brekker

pairing: kaz brekker x heartrenderi!reader

request: hi!can i request a kaz brekker x reader where they were childhood friends but she had to leave because she was a grisha, and later at the fete they see each other again and she ends up helping the crows?thank you!!have a great day!

a/n: hey i hope this is what you like! i based it more off the show and just switched things around,,,, this is absolutely cheesy and i hate it and i didn’t know how to end it pls forgive me omg

warnings: normal heist stuff, like one curse word?

kaz brekker had changed since the last time you saw him. 

to start, he was taller. he’d grown at least two feet. he’d also grown into himself, he didn’t look like the lanky boy that you had once pulled out of the garbage can that one time. and he had a noticeable limp, something that he hadn’t had when the two of you had last talked. his clothes were different too, he was wearing a little palace guards uniform. 

but you knew who he was anyways. 

his voice was the same, the same comforting sound that invaded your dreams on a good night and had you screaming on a bad night. when you heard him whispering you whipped your head around in panic. he was leaning down talking to suli girl in hushed and angry tones. 

when had he become a palace guard? you wondered to yourself, how hadn’t you noticed before? why was he in ravka of all places?

a silly thought came into your head, was he looking for you?

but you pushed the thought away, moving close enough to listen but not to get caught. 

“take your position” you heard him say to the girl, also in guards uniform.

she moved away silently, too silently. 

kaz straightened himself and surely enough turned his head in your direction.

his eyes were also the same. they were the same color the same look. but they were hardened and cold. the eyes of a boy who had done everything too survive. even the things that he didn’t want to do. 

his face was shocked for only a fraction of a second before he regained his composure and faced the rest of the room. standing straight and poised like any of the other palace guards.

had he not recognized you? no, that couldn’t be it. the two of you had grown up together, yes you had changed but not enough that he wouldn’t know who you were. maybe he resented you. for leaving. for being grisha. for having been taken away and saved from the streets of ketterdam unlike him. 

you remembered the day they had taken you away.

you and kaz were huddled in the corner of the room away from the rest of the kids your age. 

the two of you were been inseparable. stuck together like glue, everyone said.

both of you worked the shitty jobs in the barrel. the ones no one else wanted to do. you ran around the streets delivering packages and messages. you would clean up anything that needed cleaning. the two of you were survivors.

kaz never talked about his brother or how he’d ended up working the streets like this, but you knew, even then as a little kid, you were all he had. 

but nothing good ever lasted for little kaz brekker.

when the grisha examiners landed in the harbor of the city, all of the children running around making trouble on the street were forced to get tested.

you and kaz weren’t any different. 

you tried to hold onto him as the adults gripped to your arm, testing your for abilities in the small science. when they determined that you were grisha, and promised you a wonderful life at the little palace, they had to rip you from kaz’s arms.

the both of you were wailing and protesting, saying that you wouldn't go anywhere without the other. but eventually the fight left you and you let them drag you away from your only family to a country you didn’t know 

you snapped back to the reality of the party going on around you. kaz still looked stoic and unphased a few feet away from you, as if your presence didn’t affect him at all. 

but his presence affected you tremendously. 

you had whined and cried when you first made it to the palace but you had loved your life here. being surrounded by other grisha, other heartrenderers. people who could do the same things as you. understood the need to use your powers. and you couldn’t deny how comforting it had been to settle into a life where you didn’t have to worry about whether you could make enough money to eat. 

you thought of kaz all the time. you thought of everything you had left behind but the only thing that had really mattered to you in that horrible place was kaz. you wondered what had become of the young boy you knew in the years since you had seen him.

just as you were about to make a move to talk to him, two squallers were storming in the direction of kaz and the silent girl he had been talking too before. 

the two of them shared a look and started walking in opposite directions. kaz walked past you, sparing you the fastest look ever. a look no one else would have even noticed. but you did because kaz brekker, your child hood best friend was finally in front of you. 

the hurried and suspicious steps of your fellow grisha, set off an alarm in your head. even when the two fo you were little, kaz was good at getting out of sticky situations. he has a gift for scheming and the sleight of hand.

he was here on a job, you concluded.

you waited a few seconds and then snuck away, following kaz out of the room where the main events of the fete were taking place. 

you walked in just in time to see the inferni make a move to attack kaz. you raised your arms and the grisha dropped like a stone. kaz turned around in a fighting stance and froze when he saw you. he kept his hands in fists, as if he was waiting for you to attack him too. 

you dropped you hands, “what are you doing here kaz?”

he dropped his hands as well but you could tell he was still on guard and looking for a way to leave the room.

"i don't have to explain myself to you” he all but growled at you.

you stepped away from him, like his words had physically wounded you.

he seemed to regret the words and took a couple of steps closer to you. 

“i’m here on a job and i really need to go find my team so if you’ll excuse me” he tried to move to the door that was behind you. 

“let me help” you said, almost desperate. he had just come back into your life, and yes it seemed like he resented you but you couldn’t let him go just yet. 

he looked at you skeptically but nodded his head, “i need to get to the courtyards with the carriages. can you take me there.”

you nodded and started leading the way. you turned through many different hallways, moving up and downstairs. every now and then you held up a hand for kaz to stop, as you listened for a heartbeat nearby. 

“you’re good at that” he mumbled, gesturing towards your heartrender movements. 

you nodded your head, a shy smile. “yeah i’ve had a lot of practice here.”

his face turned gloomy at that and you realized you had said the wrong thing. “yeah. i know” he said curtly. 

you stopped for a minute, turning to look at kaz in the dimly lit hallway.

“i’m sorry i left okay? i know it hurt you, i can only imagine how much it must have sucked. it was horrible here at first, i missed you every day. but i will not apologize for enjoying myself here and taking advantage of what i was taught. i like it here. i have friends, and a life, and im good at what i do and i will not allow you to make me feel bad about that.” you said all in one breath.

kaz didn’t say anything, choosing to look down at the floor instead of you. 

you sighed and took a step closer to him, you noticed he still wore the black gloves similar to the first pair that you had stolen for him when you two were younger.

“kaz,” you said, your voice shaking, “i missed you so much. i still miss you and you’re standing right in front of me. i get why you hate me but i really don’t want you to. so that’s why i’m helping you, that’s why i’m going to get you out of here without getting caught.” 

you turned on your heel, prepared to continue to lead him away. but before you could get away he grabbed your hand and spun you back around. 

he flinched at his own action and let go.

“i don’t hate you y/n. i get why you enjoyed yourself here, this over a life of petty and dangerous crime? of course this is the better opportunity but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt when you left.”

you bit your lip and nodded your head in understanding. 

he looked directly into your eyes, “i knew you would be here but i thought, hey what are the chances of actually running into you. having to see you happy and having to live with the fact that i never came to look for you.”

you took a step closer to him, “kaz i don’t blame you for not coming to get me, i wouldn’t have wanted you to anyway.”

he looked at you and for the first time he looked desperate. kaz brekker was never desperate. and if he was, he didn’t show it.

“come home with us” he said.

you raised your eye brows in surprise.

“come home with me” he corrected, looking at the wall to avoid your eyes

it was the same voice he had used all those years ago, when he was begging for you to stay. he wanted to you stay with him. to come home. to go back to the place that had broke kaz and would probably have broken you.

but it was kaz.

but ketterdam wasn’t your home anymore.

kaz had been your home, but was he still?

the two of you stayed silent. there was still so much the two of you needed to say. how you had probably loved him as a kid. how you probably loved him now. how you regretted never writing, never trying. how you missed ketterdam. how this place would be perfect if kaz was here with you. but there wasn’t enough time or courage to say those things.

so instead, you raised your arms in your fighting grisha stance and smiled at him.

“how about we get you out of here first and then we can decide is i become a fugitive of ravka to go play crime boss in ketterdam?” you teased.

he almost gave you a grin and you continued walking, a new found peace settled between the two of you.

kaz brekker in the little palace, who should have thought.

[obsessive-ego]

Late night chats

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Beej chats with you when he knows you're not listening

Fluff, pining

It was a long rough week, you were absolutely exhausted, you could barely stand, your knees wobbled as you finally arrived home, everyday this week has been hell between work using you to cover everyone and do everything, and personal family drama you had to attend too, you were glad to finally be home, safe, quiet, where nothing was expected of you, you could finally recharge.

Kicking your shoes off and tossing your bag and jacket aside to deal with later.

As you shamble to your bedroom, eager to swap your work clothes to something less constricting, you tap away on your phone, ordering dinner, you were too tired to cook anyway.

In your bedroom, you were quick to ditch your uniform in replacement for an over sized shirt and a pair of pajama pants.

Removing your bra felt like a weight has been lifted, as you slip on your pajamas you felt 100 pounds lighter, you flop down on your bed, barely clinging to being awake, as you were about to doze off, your phone blares to life with its loud ringtone, you groan in frustration, you force your body to get up and dig for your phone in your pants pocket, you miss the call by a second, before you could check who it was it buzzes again, you nearly drop the phone, startled, you fumble with the gadget, quickly answering the call, assuming it was your incompetent coworkers needing a question asked.

"What are you wearing?~"

You frown, knowing that voice anywhere

"Beetlejuice-"

"Oh baby, you will be wearing me by the time I'm done with you~" he moans

You scowl at this joke, too tired to really deal with his sense of humor, yes the ghoul could easily make you laugh with their lewd jokes, but honestly you were so tired nothing else really mattered.

"What-"

"So we gonna hook up? Or are you standing me up?"

"What?"

"Y/n what day is it?"

You're silent for longer then youd like to admit, beetlejuice starts before you could respond

"Friday, movie night, so, let's hear that magic b word sweetheart~" he chimes in a sing song tone.

As tired as you were, I guess a chill movie night would be fine, if you doze off during you could survive the teasing, wouldnt be the first time.

"Hello? Sugar? I'm not hearing my name come from that pretty little mouth of yours~"

You snap back, guess you zoned out longer then you thought, you utter a quick sorry, and shuffle to the living room.

"Beetlejuice, beetlejuice, beetlejuice"

Your apartment goes dark, you sigh, the ghoul had a thing for making an entrance

"HONEY IM HOME" the ghoul shouts, within seconds you are hoisted up from behind in a tight bear hug, Beetlejuice's head resting on you shoulder "babes I missed ya, you're such a mean little thing forgetting about our movie night, or were you just playing hard to get~" he purrs that last part.

Clearly embarrassed you try your best to squirm out of your predicament, the demon only cackles at your actions

"Keep wiggling like that sugar and your gonna give me a-"

The ghoul was interrupted by a knocking at your door, his eyes light up, before you could get a word in, you are dragged along to the front door

"Its showtime"

...

It was amazing how you were still able to order take out with all the nonsense beetlejuice did to the delivery guys, but it just goes to show that it's all about money, and let's be honest, nobody is gonna believe them, yeah sure, a zombie looking guy took the pizza and then turned into a pile of snakes.

...

Movie night was the same as always, Beej successfully snuggling up close with an arm around your shoulder, ever since the change of seasons he found you no longer took the lead on getting up close and personal, meaning he had to take initiative, not that he minded, since regardless of the temperature, you didnt mind him cuddling up, which was nice, you were so warm to the touch, he adored it.

Movie night was always a blast with the demon, yes you've seen this horror films 100 times, but watching them with Beej always made them more lively, his enthusiasm was so contagious. But as much fun as the evening together was you were officially out of energy, you tired in vain to keep awake, last movie night you dozed off midway through you delt with merciless teasing for a week, but all your effort was for not as you felt yourself slip into dreamland.

"Alright Doll what's up next in our-" the demon finally noticed you were out, he frowns, yeah it was cute, and sexy when you fell asleep on him, but it was really becoming kind of a pain on how hard you worked and how much it drained you, breathers are delicate, and besides he wanted to spend some real legit alone time with you.

The demon snaps his fingers and the two of you reappear in your bedroom, you being tucked into your bed, beej floats up beside you in a lounging position.

The ghoul stares at you, watching you naturally settle into a deep sleep, once a few moments have past and beetlejuice was sure you were out cold, he leans back placing his hands behind his head and let's out a deep sigh.

"Ya know doll, the other week I was in the netherworld for business, bumped into an old pal, buddy was going on and on about this demon he was banging, and boy, the look on his face when I told him I was banging a hot little breather, man, fucker was jealous, I mean we arent technically banging, yet." He whispered

This was a habit of Bj's chatting to you when you were asleep, he didnt need to sleep, so this was a nice way to pass the time.

"I showed him that photo of us lyds took, ya know the one, you were sitting on the couch playing with you phone and I had my head on your lap? Yeah, I keep it in my wallet, hell, it's the only thing in there" he snickers

You mumble something unintelligible, Beej hums in response

"Of course not sugar, I dont keep condoms in there, i prefer to go raw, demons cant get breathers pregnant anyways, wink wink"

The ghoul sighs reclining back and putting his hands behind his head

"Ya know, while I was down there, I had to file some paperwork with my Mom, the bitch she is, was going on and on about how I need to stop screwing around with breathers, she just doesnt get me, you know how it is"

You grumble in response

"Oh, yeah I know I told ya a sandworm ate her, shes back, it's a long story" he huffs with a scowl.

"Yeah she was saying how theres no point of me tricking another breather for a green card to live again, and I should leave you alone, fuck her, ya know, I dont need to trick ya for a green card, i know you're head over heels for me babes, and once you finally admit you love me and we fuck around for a bit, then I'll pop the question." He trails off looking in your direction, your were laying on your side facing the demon, as if you were awake listening to his every word, the demon sighs, staring at you sleeping form, god slash satan  he had no idea what he did to deserve you, his sweet caring breather. He could always come back to you, you were all his, you just didnt know it yet, and that was fine, for now, soon he'll get you to confess your undying love.

"What would I do without our little chats" he sighs, his eyes fixated on you, a purple hue begins to creep into his hair, he sighs again

"The only time I can be honest with ya huh babes?"

You mumble in response

"Its not like I dont WANT to be honest with ya, its just, come on, you gonna believe me? A demon from hell falling head over heels for a sweet little breather? I can barely believe it" he stares at you, his hair now completely purple.

"You know I love ya right?" The confidence in his voice fading, the question sounding more desperate then anything, as if the ghoul needed you to know or hed die again.

"...beee" you sigh

Beetlejuice perks up at the sound of your voice "bee?" Were you dreaming of him? The ghoul could just melt at the thought

"...beetlejuice"

You were

The purple in the demon's hair began to mix with hints of pink, his little breather was dreaming of him, the ghoul leans into you, his face inches from yours, studying your face in hopes to crack the mystery of what kind of dream you were having

"...beetlejuice" Again you mumble his name in your sleep

"Do you dream about me often babes? Ya know I dream of you~" he chuckles

"Beetle-"

Before you could finish the b word the demon shakes you awake

"Fuck" you say with a start "beetlejuice what are you doing" you grumble less then thrilled to be woken like this

"You were about to say the b word 3 times babes, had to put a stop to it" he chuckles sheepishly "you were babbling my name away in your sleep, guess you missed me huh?" His nervousness turned into a more confident jab

"I was? I-" you babble

"If you REALLY miss me baby cakes I could slip into bed with ya? Keep ya company" he leans in inches from your face, a moment passes and beetlejuice can see the hesitation in your face, yes he's snuck into bed with you multiple times, but he always left before you noticed.

"I wont do anything creepy" he begs grasping your hand as if to reassure you

"....okay" you whisper

The ghoul's eyes light up at your response in a flash he sheds his suit, leaving only a pair of boxers and slides under the covers next to you, the ghoul is over come by the warmth beneath the covers, and quickly latches on to your even warmer body.

"Good night Bee" you sigh "I'll try not to say your name 3 times"

"Night sugar♡" he cuddles into your chest making you the bigger spoon, though you were the smaller out of the two of you.

As you drift back into a deep sleep beetlejuice begins talking to you again

"You really know how to spoil a guy huh sugar, I guess I can wait a little longer till you say the 3 little words, as long as ya keep treating me like this♡ good night y/n, I love you"