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atierrorian · 1 year

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Headcanons of Silver, Trey, Malleus and Jamil with a reader who's great at making desserts and sweets and they make the boys (and their dorm mates) some whenever there's a special occasion going on?

Ice cream sundaes for our beloved waka-sama, coffee spiced cake for Silver, and lots more.

Tysm!! Have a great day or night!!

Mmm~ Anon you're making me hungry with these Ice cream Sundaes 😍 But besides that Have a great day or night as well!

Can be read as romantic or platonic btw!

Warnings: None

-Eyyyy desserts that's not from Lilia!!

-Silver is grateful first of all like everyone in this posts.

-Anyways Coffee spiced cake is really good with a rich and sweet flavor and that's just what Silver really likes! So thank you [Name]!

-Silver does have a tint of blush on his face when you first presented him the dessert during like a special occasion and thanked you and ate it while watching you giving some desserts for the other Diasomnia members including Malleus.

-And as he does watch with such glee and delight from the dessert you made, all his really thinking is the fact that you gave him something so delicious and so sweet and it came from you!

-And he make something for you in return with the help of his little animal friends!

-Sometimes he wants to ask you to make some for him again but doesn't know how and is a little bit too shy to ask you so that's that.

-But eventually he does manage to make you more for him with a little nudge from his animal friends and he still gets more from special occasions so It's such a win to him!

-Overall Silver loves the dessert and he loves you too!

-Yay another one that enjoys baking and is good at it!

-Trey is very happy that you gave him a dessert!

-Which btw is a cheesecake cause I am not that creative with desserts but shh

-Of course he still reminds you and everyone else who received a dessert from you to brush your teeth because it is needed

-But other than that he still thanks you and eats it while you gave some of the desserts to the others

-He thinks it's delicious btw (and the more I think about desserts the more my stomach grumbles)

-Asks you if you want to bake with him for other occasions like unbirthday parties or actual birthdays and etc etc.

-He helps you make some new desserts and stuff and gives you like tips and stuff and reminds you to brush your teeth cause yes

-Overall Trey is grateful and he also loves the desserts and you!

-Oh my god child of man just gave me some dessert and it's not from Lilia!

-Pretty glad it was you who made the dessert and not Lilia

-Anyways besides that again, Malleus is just so happy you, child of man, had gave him a very delicious treat and he couldn't be more thankful!

-And Malleus absolutely loves the ice cream sundae and practically wants more cause it's so delicious and good!

-When you first gave Malleus the ice cream sundae from like an event again, he was confused until you told him that it was an ice cream sundae and that's it's a dessert and it tastes really good

-He took it and ate it had such a big grin on his face while you smiled at him and went to where the others were and gave them desserts as well

-And on another nightly walks or something, he asks you for some more if you have time which you gladly agree

-Malleus loves desserts so a treat from you just makes it better!

-Overall Malleus is a dessert lover and loves the desserts you make and loves you too!

-Jamil is quite surprise but nonetheless still grateful for the dessert you made!

-Now as we all know, Jamil is used to doing stuff for Kalim and not the other way around, so when you made a dessert for him during a party that Kalim had hosted (As usual) He was surprise for momentarily but still thanked you and you smiled and went about your day to give the other desserts to some of the others that were in the party

-Alright so you know the drill, he eats it he grateful for it and smiles with the knowledge you made it

-You can tell I'm running out of ideas and I'm lazy :)

-He hesitates to ask you for more but eventually does ask and is glad cause he gets more desserts and is happy

-Wants to bake together cause yes and because like I said running out of ideas

-Basically you both are like the parents for Scarabia and is glad you are their and enjoys the desserts you make as well which puts a smile on Jamil's face

-Overall you make the best desserts and he loves it and he loves you!

You could tell I was running out of ideas and I was lazy! But anyways hope you guys enjoyed that and finally FINALLY I got this out of my drafts!

#atier's works✎#Twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #Silver x reader #twst silver x reader #twisted wonderland silver x reader #Trey clover x reader #trey x reader #Malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #Jamil viper x reader #Jamil x reader

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heavycreamy · 2 months

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Hii shy queer gal here 👋

Not an ask but I just wanted to say how much I love your look! You give such indie, artsy vibes, I love it! 😍

I can easily picture you looking super dapper in a suit, but also looking really cute in a mini skirt and heels, and crop tops were MADE for you! 🔥

Such a chubby hottie! 🥴

Eyyyy what a delightfully sweet, fun bunch'a words to lay on me, thank you so much! ☺️💙

As a career indie artist, my look means a lot to me, as it's all part of my ethos and outlook on aesthetics, and aesthetics are my daily bread and butter! mmmmmmmmmmmbutterrrrr 🤤 Thanks as well for picking up on and responding to my genderswingy vibes; you've inspired me to whip out a dapper old suit (that I may or may not have grown out of) for an upcoming shoot! And also a mini skirt and heels, for balance, naturally 🍑 You made my day, you know that? 🥰 If you ever feel comfortable to come off anon and send me a message, I'd love to meet you xx

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kalak · 1 year

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you're my main luke skywalker content poster

literally most of the Luke skywalker on my dash comes from u ty

ALSO YOU LUKE TAKES ARE CORRECT 💯!!!!!!! love to see my mutuals have all the right opinions anyways 10/10 blog would recommend MWAH 🤸

Eyyyy 🙌 10/10 anon thanks for the ask

#asks

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sarilolla · 1 year

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This is very convenient for me because I am also obsessed with Bugsnax /pos

Eyyyy, that’s nice, anon! I will probably post a bit about two ocs I have so far, both are in the journalist role and different aus, and considering how I have written my earlier work, you can imagine it’s quite self-indulgent (I am cringe, but I am free), if people are interested in knowing of course! I usually just lurk in a fandom before actually posting stuff (did the same with hello puppets and dreamworks trolls), but I might do a fanfic for this if I get the motivation to make something coherent ^^

I’m also very much up for people asking me about my opinion on characters and other parts of the game (will probably not do anything like writing requests for it yet, I have to get a feel for how to write the characters first)

Thank you for the ask ^^

#bugsnax #answered asks #feel free to send my bugsnax related asks #or hello puppets related ones if you have questions about my au

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imsodishy · 2 years

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the

... is this for the WIP game? I'm gonna assume this is for the WIP game.

Well there are currently 69 (eyyyy) instances of the word 'the' in this WIP so I'm gonna go with the last one.

“That's not- You’re the one who-” Steve huffs, then slices a hand through the air, “We’re getting off topic. Did you want to? With Me? No bullshit!” he warns, when Billy opens his mouth to no doubt give him the runaround and try to piss him off some more, “Seriously. Just answer the question.”

thanks for the ask anon!

#wip game #wip wednesday #dishy writes #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #anon #dishy answers #upsidedown records au

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ivysaauur · 2 months

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Eyyyy Happy 24th Birthday then 🥳

thank you anon, also congrats on being my first ask in literal years :0

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the-gonmen · 2 years

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Hi it's the anon asking about the doctor. You were right, she didn't say anything. Thank you for helping me be less nervous 🤍

Hi anon🤍

Eyyyy! I am glad everything went smooth, now you know there is no need to worry🤍

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mechanicalkindness · 3 years

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📁[silverfurball,btw]

Julius has named every single one of his creations- yes, even all the Egg Pods. They all have names. ALL OF THEM.

#[hidden address: anon]#[filed questions: asks]#[writer’s needs: fanfic]#[-*eyyyy thank you for the ask mate!! ^^*-]#[-*HAVE RANDOM HC--*-]

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despairforme · 11 months

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Could Nnoitra ever genuinely fall for a woman? Like truly care about her? Like/love her? Would ever be able not to see himself superior?

for the main verse and what about royal au (or any other of your choice)?

❝ Sure, I could fall in love with a woman. �� Falling in love what not something that came easy for him. He'd only been in love with two people so far in his life - and both had been guys. But, he didn't see a reason why he shouldn't be able to fall for a chick. He was bisexual after all, and he slept with women just as easily as with men. Men and women had different perks and cons about them ( when it came to the bedroom anyway ). He really had NO idea what it would be like to date a woman. No woman had ever wanted to date him - and no wonder. He felt like women were more sensitive about how they were treated. Men were easier. Nnoitra understood them more. And, also, men didn't have the same sort of expectations. A woman would want him to be ROMANTIC with her if they were dating, right? No fucking thanks.

But - if he really DID fall in love with a woman... Then she wouldn't be the type to expect romantic shit. What WOULD she be like? Nnoitra had to think about that. Whenever he looked at a woman, his first instinct was to rate how fuckable she was, and if her personality was too annoying for it to be worth dealing with her in order to ( maybe ) fuck her later. In contrast - most of his friends were actually women. They were his friends because they had the nurturing, kind and caring attributes that women should have. They gave him food and treated him with kindness, without him having to do anything in return. And that was probably why they were his friends instead of his girlfriends, right? If he started dating one of them, then yeah - he could fuck her, but he'd also have the responsibilities as a ' boyfriend ' thrust upon him. And he'd never been a good boyfriend. Nah. What was the point? If he was going to date a girl - or date anyone, for that matter - he'd have to be in love. What a cliche.

He wasn't able to imagine how the dynamic between him and a potential girlfriend would be. Of course he was going to consider himself superior in strength, but she'd probably be smarter than him, and better at a lot of stuff ( like cooking? ). It was hard to imagine having a balanced relationship with someone who he'd expect to serve him. Mah, maybe love would take care of that problem? He didn't know.

❝ I hope I'm going to a at least like my future wife. ❞ Was it the right thing to say? At least he dropped the accent. As the FUTURE KING, he was bound to marry, and probably soon. His wife would be chosen for him, by his parents, the King and Queen. A Crown Prince had the pick of the noblest and finest of women, both within the kingdom, and from afar. He knew it was very likely that he'd make a marriage that was meant to form an alliance between his kingdom and another. He --- didn't want to marry yet. It was all a bit too much. He had only JUST been forced to step into the role as Crown Prince. He wanted to get used to that before he had to get used to being a husband.

But, when he eventually did marry... He certainly hoped his wife was nice. Someone who maybe could make him laugh. Someone who didn't criticise him would be good. As for seeing himself as superior to her? Well - he would be the king, so everyone was inferior to him. Including his wife. Her task would mainly be to provide him with sons. He hoped she would ( otherwise he'd be given even more grief ), but, even if she had a ' job ' to do, that didn't mean the two of them couldn't get along. Nnoitra knew he was not the nicest of people, but he really did his best to play the role he was given. He imagined he would try to be a good husband too. If his wife deserved it.

#[ eyyyy thank you for the ask anon! :O this was another really fun one to answer! ]#[ i also wonder if he'll find a woman to fall in love with ]#[ it would be very interesting! ]#[ AND ALSO WOW it's been ages since i used the royal au ]#[ i actually love writing for it so thank you! 8))) ]#despair for me. ╱ in character.#talking shit. ╱ answers.#burn the city. ╱ main verse.#all the king's horses & all the king's men. ╱ au.10.

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zontiky · 4 years

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Tumblr forced our third eyes to remain shut by killing my hufflepuff luther ask 😔 im too lazy to write it again but just know it was a good one LMAO you are the best 🙌 continue to thrive ✊

omg thank you <333 i will thrive off luther content bc hufflepuff luther IS valid... he is simply a Boye he FOUND the moon files reggie hid from him ;)))

#asks #anon #luther hargreeves #hogwarts houses #tua #misc #EYYYY THANKS ANON!!! LOVELY TALKING TO YOU UWU

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wolfythewitch · 5 years

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Hi fudgeface

Hello!! ;D

#ive been lauging at this for a bit. oml #anyway this is so sweet!! but also #the image of a person with fudge for a afce #face #does not fail to make me giggle #anyways thank <3 #anon #anon asks #thank you!!#asks #eyyyy you censor your cusses too?

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scintillasofbeomgyu · 3 years

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˚ · . 𝘁𝘅𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻! — 𝙨/𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙘 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩

pairing: txt x gn!reader

genre: fluff; comfort

word count: 1,1k

warning(s): mentions of stress and anxiety

requested: yes

a/n: i'm not that satisfied with these, but thanks for this cute request anon !! these also turned into something between reactions and headcannons i'm sorry 😭

᠃ ⚘ choi yeonjun:

no because he’s literally going to be the one insisting that you need to take a break and go on date with him

he would try to be patient at first, he would.

but the way you were sitting at your desk, chanting repeating the same lines from your textbook, over and over again, nearly had him thinking you were speaking in tongues– he’d even check to see if there were paranormal bodies lurking around

it’d hurt him to see you agonizing so much when you’ve worked so hard

is NOT taking no for an answer

“yeonjuuuun, please, just one more hour!”

“sure. when we get back. come on yn, get off your pretty ass. let’s go on a drive.”

would take you on a long, late-afternoon drive to some pretty outdoor place he found by accident (spoiler alert: he prepared a whole picnic basket 🥺)

would lay out the blanket, then your head in his lap before running his fingers through your hair

“you’ve worked so hard, you’re going to do so well baby, i promise. and if you don’t? you’re going to be the significant other of this future baller anyway.”

᠃ ⚘ choi soobin:

is startled when you storm into his room at the dorm with a huff; you throw your bag on the floor before climbing up onto the bed next to him and attaching yourself to his side

“i thought you were studying today?”

“don’t even ask” you’d say into his chest “math could be pouring out of my ears right now and i’ll still have no less anxiety than before”

he’d coo before placing his book on the nightstand and shifting so that you’d be more comfortable, and would place a lingering kiss to your forehead

soobin knew that you were a hard worker: hence the total adoration and concern in his eyes whenever he looked at you. you always pushed yourself, and sometimes it made you lose confidence in your abilities

“come on, I have an idea”

you would spend the entire day receiving the royal treatment !!

he’d bake all sorts of things for you, cuddle with you on the couch infront of the tv, would massage your feet and shoulders (spoiler alert: he’s really good at them 🥺)

“who even likes math? but my yn still manages to do their best everytime. i’m so proud of you.”

᠃ ⚘ choi beomgyu:

immediately switches off the new song he composed when you walk into his studio, but panic morphs into concern when he sees your limbs splayed across the sofa, head buried into the cushions

“i’m going to fail this test, but i need a break before i tear this textbook apart”

is well-aware that you’ve probably been overwhelming and underestimating yourself again

he’ll probably jest to lighten the mood, but will also affirm you ALOT

“eyyyy, what are you stressed about? even i could do– what’s this? alphabet sums? yeah, i could totally do these alphabet sums! and if my half a brain cell can, you’re going to ace it, jagi!”

WILL poke you until you get up and look at him, WILL give you a big phat hug, WILL give you a phat kiss on the lips 😖

and how can your heart NOT flutter at your adorably silly boyfriend

“i’m still going to fail though”

will bonk your head and lead you to his desk, will sit you down and let you listen to that song he was so antsy about

“here, take your mind off that test and give me some feedback”

would blush hysterically when you tell him you like it– it was about you after all (you lucky fish !!)

“just like you always support me, i will always support you, yn. you’ll do great tomorrow, i know it!”

᠃ ⚘ kang taehyun:

would be waiting outside your house the minute you sent him a text

he’d been busy with schedules, and was a little disappointed when you said you couldn’t hang out during his off day because of your test

but his idea of a “break” was so not what you had in mind

you’d come out in the clothes most suitable for a date, only to find him in sweats and a jacket– mans is literally taking you on a jog 😭

“come on, yn! nothing better than a little fresh air and exercise to get that brain-juice flowing” while you’re literally gasping for air behind him

but give him a chance! he just likes to tease!

after all the running, a bicycle is waiting lmfao, he’s sitting you on the back, don’t worry!!

will wrap your arms around him as he takes you on a relaxing ride along the Han River– and some chocolate covered strawberries are waiting for you at a spot on the grass !!

will drape an arm around your shoulder and peck your check before resting your head in his shoulder.

“i’m sure you’re pretty anxious about this test, but i believe in you. and if you ever need me to explain anything to you, i’ll do the best i can to help. no matter the result, i’m always proud of you, yn.”

᠃ ⚘ huening kai:

don’t @ me, but i can totally see him taking you to the karaoke room😭

he’ll definitely be really worried when he sees how anxious you are as you sit at your desk, but being someone who doesn’t really talk himself, he’ll probably just suggest it out of the blue

“come on, let’s go to the karaoke room!”

“kai, i need to not fail bio”

would nag on you until you finally cave in (how can you withstand those puppy dog eyes and those pouty lips!)

but instead of going out, you’ll do it in the livingroom

he’ll excitedly plug in the karaoke machine and the two of you would be screaming the lyrics of pop songs at the top of your lungs

when you get tired of singing, you’ll just end up dancing around the furniture– Kai moving in the way that made him question whether or not he was actually a practical dance student or not

but you're laughing and smiling and that’s all that matters to him 🥺

when you eventually fall onto the sofa in exhaustion, he’d cuddle up to you and rest his head on your shoulder

“i love you so much. you’re so smart and so beautiful, it’s unfair! you’ll do just fine on your test, babe. i know it. spanish? ha, just bonjour it up then!”

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sunsetinmyvein · 3 years

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My Foot is in the Door - Patrick Stump

Eyyyy, thanks for the request from the prompt list lovely anon! I went with a slightly different angle with the “ I’m calling to cancel our date because I’m actually in the ER right now, sorry. I mean… sure? I guess you can come down here but- okay…” context, since I’ve done it once already for Mr Healy and wanted to spice it up. Hopefully you still enjoy it. (Also, it didn’t eat the bottom half of your ask, I’m just a dumbass lol)

“Pete, I just don’t know why you set me up on this date.” Patrick huffed into the phone as he tried to find his tie. Where the fuck had he put it? When did he last even wear it..? Probably for that shitty wedding two years ago.

“Because you need to get laid, ‘trick.” His friend’s voice echoed down the line.

“I’m fine.” He grumbled as he flipped his laundry basket over. It wasn’t there either.

“It’s been ages.” Pete droned.

“Just because you need to fuck someone every three days doesn’t mean I have to.” He shot back, only to hear the bassist laugh in response. “I’m not gonna sleep with someone I’m not into. You know that, right?” He asked as he finally caught sight of the dark blue tie sticking out from one of his dresser drawers.

“You should.” He yanked hard on the tie, but it wouldn’t budge.

“That’s not how it works.” Patrick spat angrily as he pulled on the tie again.

“It is for me.” He could just hear the smugness in Pete’s voice. He didn’t want to go on this stupid fucking date. He’d done it as a favour and it had just backfired on him. The restaurant was ages away and way too fancy, he didn’t even like this girl, and now he couldn’t even get his fucking tie to look half decent.

“Pete, I swear to god-” He started as he spun around and kicked his door in frustration, only to feel pain shoot up his leg and leave him crumpled on the floor.

At the sound of the phone clattering to the floor and Patrick’s strangled cry of pain, Pete became slightly concerned. “Are you okay?” The singer heard his friend ask. His phone was only a metre away, but he felt like if he let go of his ankle he might die. Patrick also saw the sizeable hole that was now in his bedroom door.

“No. Obviously I’m fucking not!” He shouted in the direction of the receiver.

“What did you do?” Pete continued.

“Probably just broke my foot when I kicked the door because I was mad at you and my stupid tie.” He stared daggers at the piece of fabric in question as he said it, hoping that it was able to feel his wrath.

All he could hear was laughter. “You’re a dumbass.” He was going to choke on his rage any second now and just die here on the floor with a broken foot.

“I’m going to fucking smash your bass over your car if you don’t take me to the hospital.” He eventually said through gritted teeth when Pete’s laughter died down.

“Shit. I’ll be there in five.” He mumbled as he hung up the call.

“You fucking better be.”

The drive to the hospital was mostly just filled with the crackling of Pete’s shabby old radio. Patrick was in too much pain to speak. He worried that if he opened his mouth he might just scream, so he opted to keep it shut. He was also still mad at Pete for being the cause of this. But at least he’d gotten out of the date. Shit. The date. “I’d better call her and let her know not to go to the restaurant…” He muttered as he fumbled in his pocket for his phone.

“You probably should, yeah.” Pete nodded as they pulled into the carpark.

Patrick scrolled through his phone for her contact, before begrudgingly hitting the call button. She picked up after three rings, which was a shame – he had hoped he could just leave her a voicemail. “Look, I’m really sorry but I need to cancel our date.” He sighed.

“What? Why?” She asked in what sounded like frustration.

“I, uh… I think I’ve broken my foot?” He answered hesitantly.

“Oh my god!” She gasped loud enough that Patrick had to pull his phone away from his ear.

“So, it needs to be looked at-” He continued.

“Let me drive you!” She offered instantly. He could hear her shuffling around on the other end of the line.

“No, it’s fine, I’m already here-” He shook his head vehemently, even though he knew she couldn’t see it.

“I’ll meet you there. Just let me find my jacket.” She interrupted, clearly not listening to what he was saying.

He decided to just get to the point and be honest with her, “Seriously, I’d rather you didn’t-”

“I’ll see you soon!” She called out, before he heard the click of the call ending.

“I… guess?” He said in disbelief as he stared at the phone in his hand.

“Come on.” Pete said, gesturing in the direction of the hospital doors and holding a hand out to help Patrick get out of the car. Patrick slapped it away, deciding to hobble to the doors by himself.

Once he had checked in, taken a number and sat down in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, he let out a long sigh. At least it wasn’t too busy in the waiting room at this hour. He felt far too dressed up to be here, still in his good pants and crisp shirt. But no emergency room was complete without a crying baby and a TV that was turned up slightly too loud. The jarring noises rattled around Patrick’s skull incessantly. Why couldn’t he have grabbed some headphones on his way out of the house? He let out another defeated sigh.

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong or you just gonna wallow in your angst?” Pete asked, not even looking up from his phone.

“Why did you set me up with this girl?” Patrick moped. He could’ve had a pleasant evening by himself. But no, here he was with a fractured foot and a jerk.

“Because I am older and therefore wiser than you.” He spoke in an entitled tone.

“Get fucked.” He scoffed with a roll of his eyes.

“Because she’s hot.” That sounded much more accurate.

“Then why didn’t you just take her out?” He questioned.

“I took pity on you.” Pete said as he clapped a supportive hand down on Patrick’s shoulder, which he instantly shrugged off.

“I don’t fucking need your pity, Pete.” He frowned. The notion that he required relationship help from someone like Pete was just downright offensive.

“Well, you need something to help you out. You’re doing pretty hopelessly at the moment.” He said as he tried to wrap his arm around the younger singer.

“Hey! Fuck you!” He nearly shouted, moving to grab Pete’s arm off him. But he was too fast.

“I’m doing you a favour, man.” Pete chuckled. He was about to also need to check himself into the emergency waiting list if he continued like this.

“Mr Stump?” A voice called, right as Patrick had lined up his fist with Pete’s teeth.

“Oh, that’s me.” He mumbled in surprise. “This isn’t over.” He added, glaring at his friend. Pete just flashed his shit-eating grin in response. Patrick gave him the finger.

“He can come too-” The nurse started to offer.

“No!” He cut her off instantly. “He absolutely is not coming.” He said, scrambling to get to his feet and limp over to the nurse. She eyed him in concern before taking a few steps closer to help him walk.

“Come through here.” She instructed as she motioned towards a set of double doors.

“Sure thing.” He nodded as she wrapped an arm around his waist to try and keep some of the weight off his foot. Patrick couldn’t help but feel the little nagging voice at the back of his brain informing him that the attention was nice.

“Just sit here and let’s take a look.” She said as she sat him down in a chair and began rifling through a few drawers. Patrick watched her as she tried to find whatever equipment she was looking for. She was quite pretty. That just made this all the more embarrassing. Having an attractive person deal with your stupid, anger induced injury? Awful.

“I think I might’ve broken it, or fractured it.” He started to explain as he took his hat off and ran a hand through his hair, trying to fill the awkward silence. She nodded along, listening to him elaborate on his pain.

“All right.” She finally said, having removed his swollen foot from his shoe. “Let me know if this hurts.” She said as she began to try and roll his ankle around. He took in a sharp breath, the pain was instantaneous.

“That… yep.” Patrick squeaked, trying hard not to yank his foot away. “Definitely hurts.” He nodded rapidly.

“One a scale of one to ten?” She asked as she gently put his foot back on the ground.

“Nine. Nine point five.” He said quickly, rubbing at the stubble on his chin to stop himself from crying out in pain.

“Okay.” She said, turning around to make some notes on his file. “There doesn’t seem to be any abrasions or cuts, what did you do to it?” She questioned.

“I… er… I was worked up on the phone and kicked a door too hard.” He admitted sheepishly as he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.

“Must’ve been an intense conversation you were having there, Mr Stump.” She said with an amused look.

“My friend out there set me up on a shitty date.” He said, jabbing a thumb towards the door.

“Oh? Why was it so bad?” She asked as bandaged his foot to try and keep the swelling compressed.

“The girl he set me up with is more of his type of girl than mine, and now he’s just trying to guilt trip me into going on a date with her.” He explained with a huff. As he said it, he heard her familiar shrill voice echoing in through the waiting room door. “Oh my god, that’s her.” He said, shrinking down in his chair. “Please don’t let her know I’m back here.” He pleaded. He was trying not to sound desperate, but was absolutely certain he was failing.

“You don’t want her to know you’re okay?” She asked with a confused frown.

“I really don’t want to be on this date.” He said truthfully, scratching at one of his sideburns. “I told her I was going to the ER and she just told me she’d meet me her. I tried to ask her not to but she insisted.”

“Fair enough.” She shrugged as she grabbed a set of crutches. “I’m going to send you off for an x-ray to verify exactly what you’ve done. It’s just down the…” She was about to send him back through the waiting room to go down to the x-ray clinic, but then realised he probably didn’t want to go past this date of his. And the puppy dog look he was giving her was too sweet to resist. “Let’s go the back way.” She suggested.

“Thanks.” He grinned.

After a slow and shaky trip down to the x-ray machines, the nurse left him in the technician’s capable hands. The scan took less than five minutes. But then a further ten minutes was spent by Patrick prying to know what his foot looked like. Was it broken? Fractured? Sprained? The answer of ‘I’m not the doctor, I can’t tell you’ just wasn’t good enough. Also, he’d rather not leave this nice, confined room just yet. But eventually he had to give up and go back to the waiting room. He apprehensively pushed the door open, feeling a rush of relief to see Pete sitting by himself.

“Hey, man. What did they say?” He asked as Patrick hobbled over.

“I don’t know. They have to wait for the x-ray to come back.” He said as he tried to sit down. Crutches made everything so much more difficult to manoeuvre.

“Do they think it’s broken?” He continued to question.

“I don’t know.” He said again. “Where did she go?” He asked, glancing around the waiting room.

“She went out to go get a coffee.” Pete answered. A coffee at 11pm? Geez. “Did you want me to-”

“No!” Patrick instantly shouted, earning a death stare from the receptionist at his volume. “No.” He said again, quieter.

“I’ll let her know when you’re free next?” He suggested. It looked like he was trying to contain his stupid smile.

“Please don’t.” Patrick groaned.

The bandages soothed the pain somewhat. Which was helpful considering it was another hour in the waiting room before the results of his x-ray came back. “Mr Stump, please come through.” The same nurse called out.

“Coming!” He spoke, quickly getting to his feet. Pete watched his lack of coordination with the crutches with amusement, at one point sticking his foot out just to be difficult. Patrick stomped on it with his good foot, earning a yelp out of the bassist.

“Take a seat.” The nurse said when he eventually managed to get into the room.

“Is there a reason you never say my first name?” Patrick asked as he leaned his crutches against the wall.

“What?” She asked, seemingly caught off guard.

“You keep calling me Mr Stump.” He elaborated, adjusting his glasses.

“Oh, well… it’s just procedure, I guess? We’re told to refer to patients by their surname.” She answered.

“You can call me Patrick.” He said. She looked over at him, and he suddenly felt self-conscious under her stare. “Uh, if you want, anyway.” He added with a nervous grin. She just smiled back at him.

“Looking at your x-rays, it’s not broken.” She said, bringing them up on her screen.

“Oh, that’s good.” He said, the news brightening his mood.

“You’ve just dislocated it.” She continued, pointing out the leg bone that wasn’t sitting flush with his foot like it should be on the scan.

“That’s… not good.” He said quietly. The worries started building in his head about what that meant for their gig next weekend. Would he even be able to walk by then? Let alone be on stage for an hour?

“It’s not great Patrick, no.” She laughed lightly. The way she said his name pulled him out of his spiralling. “You really did a number on yourself.” The smile on her face made his heart rate start climbing. He realised after a second that he was just staring at her like a love-sick puppy, and should probably say something.

He cleared his throat before speaking, “So, um… What do I do now?” He asked, leaning forward in his seat to get a better look at the x-ray.

“We’re going to need to move the bones back into place.” She replied. He instantly grimaced. “It won’t be as bad as you think. It’ll hurt less once it’s sorted.” She reassured him.

“I’ll take your word for it.” He nodded grimly as he pulled a hand through his hair.

“We’re going to need to take you through to one of the doctors to get them to do it.” She said as she stood up and started moving towards the doors.

“Aw, man. More walking?” He complained. “These crutches are so hard to use.” He mumbled as he got to his feet.

“Have you adjusted them?” She questioned.

“What?”

“Have you adjusted them? To be correct to your height?”

“Oh, uh… no? How do I do that?” He stared down at the large metal contraptions. After a brief moment of laughing at him, she helped him sort out the crutches to be more comfortable. Usually, he would get pretty defensive at being laughed at, but in this moment, he was just happy to have made the cute girl laugh. Maybe all the adrenalin was messing with his brain.

As they stepped out into the waiting room, the nurse nudged his shoulder. “It would seem your friend is having a better night than you are.” She said quietly.

“Huh?” He looked around the room in confusion, before spotting what she was referring to. He caught sight of Pete walking out of the hospital, with his date hanging off his arm. The bastard then had the audacity to turn around and flash Patrick a thumbs up over his shoulder. The fucker.

“I’m gonna fucking kill him.” Patrick said through gritted teeth, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his crutches.

“Wait until your foot is better first.” He heard the nurse say.

“What?” He frowned.

“Don’t wanna give him any extra advantages or you might not succeed.” She explained.

He looked at her in bewilderment for a second, before starting to laugh. “I’m liking you more and more by the minute.”

She ushered him through to the doctor’s room, leaving him sat there waiting and worrying for the next twenty-five minutes. Finally, a doctor came in to reposition his foot. They ran him through a few things that they were going to do, before just jumping right in. The pain was on a new level from anything he had felt before as the doctor forcibly moved his bones. But once it was set as it should be, it started to ebb away slightly. Once the procedure was done, the doctor relegated him back to the nurse’s office. He sat quietly, massaging his ankle slightly to try and relieve some of the ache.

“Patrick, good to see you still in one piece.” She said as she came back into the room.

He looked up at her in surprise, unable to stop himself from cracking a smile. “Good to have my foot reconnected to my leg.” He shot back.

“The doctors sorted you out, then?”

“Yeah.” He nodded as he fiddled with the hat in his hands. “They said you had some medication for me?” He added.

“Yes. I do.” She began grabbing a box out from the cupboard above her computer before handing it to him. “Only take these painkillers once a day - I’d recommend using them to sleep.” She instructed with a serious expression.

“Got it.”

“Keep your foot elevated when you can to reduce the swelling, ice it if it’s hurting too much.” She continued.

“Okay. I can do that.”

“And if you’re really struggling,” She started, handing him some paperwork. “Feel free to ask me for help.”

He looked at her in confusion, before looking down at the papers to see a number written across the top. It took him a second for the pieces to click into place. “Really?” He grinned in disbelief.

“Take care of yourself, Patrick.” She smiled sweetly.

“But if I don’t, I’ll see you more.” He pointed out.

“You can see me without injuring yourself.” She laughed, rolling her eyes at his suggestion.

“Good to know.” He felt like his heart was beating so fast it might explode.

“Terrible night a little bit better now?”

“Much.”

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