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ashonheavenscloud · 3 months

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⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ ot13 seventeen: favourite places to kiss you <3

a/n: these got longer and increasingly sickeningly sweet as i went on JASBJDJD i hope you enjoy <3 comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated, but please do not repost :)

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☆ seungcheol:

Lips: he’s just so obsessed with kissing you omg and it makes him twice as happy if he gets to cradle your head close to his and watch your eyelids flutter shut before he kisses you. loves loves loves how you look dazed and flustered after he pulls away it’s literally his favourite thing in the world. if you’re in a rush, or busy with something- YOU’RE NOT TOO BUSY FOR HIS LIPS😠 he is actually incapable of quick pecks. 30 seconds max, and that’s only if you really insist you have to get to work in time.

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☆ jeonghan:

Cheeks: i think jeonghan would give you really sweet cheek kisses :( especially as a greeting. he’ll be sleepy in the morning and pad into the living room to where you’re sipping coffee/tea and gently kiss your cheek as good morning. or he’ll be sitting next to you in comfortable silence, reading or scrolling through his phone and when you say something that makes him smile, he just leans over and pecks your cheek. you also MUST reciprocate!! or he’ll get pouty and upset until you give him as many as he deems necessary to make up for it💔

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☆ joshua:

Cheeks/lips: imagine you’re casually chatting with Joshua and when you stop talking or pause to take a breath he softly laughs and kisses your cheek. HE CANT HELP IT it’s just his natural reaction to how endearing you are! no matter what, anytime you finish ranting to him, he has to kiss your cheek or lips. mostly because of how much it makes you smile, he would do anything to see you smile and blush. which is why kissing your lips is another favourite of his! he likes the dazed expression on your face when he pulls away, and the way he can feel your smile on his mouth as he’s kissing you. but be warned- kisses on the lips can never be short with this man. because the second he’s kissing you every other plan goes out the window. i guess you’re booked for the evening ;)

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☆ jun:

Nose/lips: he likes to kiss tip of your nose :( as well as silly little kisses on your lips. he just gets really excited easily and when he is, and he’s rambling to you or showing you something he found that he thought would make you smile or laugh, he’s pausing between every few sentences to peck you. usually his kisses flurry between your nose and lips before you pull him in for a real kiss and he MELTS and happily obliges to kissing you longer. ramble immediately over, he’s got all the time in the world when your lips are on his.

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☆ hoshi:

???: honestly… hoshi would just kiss you everywhere JAJSJSJ he isn’t picky!! he’ll squish your face between his palms and kiss all over your face, or come behind you and kiss the back of your head/neck. when he’s sleepy and you’re cuddled together he’ll hold your hands gently to his chest and lean down and press little kisses to your knuckles :((( he’s basically ALWAYS kissing you and if there’s a situation where for some reason he can’t sneak one in, he’s holding your hand in his and thinking of some way to pull you away for just oneeeeeee second-

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☆ wonwoo:

Hands/fingers: he totally kisses your fingers and the back of your hand i will die on this hill. mostly because i think wonwoo would just perpetually be holding your hand. it’s a casual way to stay connected with you, especially in comfortable silence. whether you’re both reading or napping or watching something on the tv, he keeps your hand intertwined with his, every once in a while bringing your knuckles to his lips to gently kiss them, maybe even several times. he likes that it makes you super flustered and smiley, and makes him quietly smile to himself too. it’s also a reassuring gesture that he’d use when you’re anxious or stressed, and subtle enough that he can lightly kiss your hand when you’re out in public and not get super shy about it

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☆ woozi:

Temples: woozi isn’t one for public displays of affection, and isn’t necessarily the clingy type but he does feel very protective of you. one way he shows that is by kissing your temples, especially when he knows you’re stressed. he’ll ease your furrowed brow with his hand, massaging away the tension with a gentle kiss on your temple and a warm smile that quietly reminds you he’s there, he’s on your side. if you did a similar thing to him, he’d honestly probably get really flustered and blushy, but he loves it even when he whines that he’s trying to work and you’re disturbing him! (please disturb him more often, you’re his breath of fresh air)

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☆ seokmin:

Cheeks/jawline: now i think seokmin is just perpetually kissing you anywhere, similar to hoshi, but while hoshi is straight up attacking you with affection LMAO seokmin tends to be gentler. which is why he especially likes to kiss your cheeks. it’s tender. it’s sweet. and he can do it anytime anywhere. he probably does this most when you’re working or busy doing something, just to remind you that he loves you :( if you’re not busy, though, he does not want to kiss you just once and ends up trailing a bunch of feathery kisses over your jawline. sometimes it escalates🫣 but it’s often just to tease and make you squirm cause he thinks it’s cute shhdhshsjdjf really his goal when kissing you is always to make you smile/giggle because happy you = happy seokmin!

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☆ mingyu:

Neck/lips: mingyu likes to come up behind you and give you bear hugs ALL THE TIMEEEE, and naturally that gives him the perfect excuse to bury his head in the crook of your neck and plant a couple kisses on your skin. he does this literally all the time, and they can be equal parts affectionate and sweet, as well as teasing and a lil spicy, depending on either of your moods <3 but also mingyu is just obsessed with kissing your lips, and when he does he cannot get enough. he’s got your lower lip trapped between his teeth and he’s making out with you for a good fifteen minutes before he realizes he actually came into the room to grab his charger NOT to kiss you… but who’s complaining really🤪

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☆ minghao:

Top of your head/forehead: like woozi, minghao is very protective of you. he has a very nurturing and attentive nature where all he wants to do is keep you happy and cared for. however, he equally appreciates that you both have independent hobbies and careers, so he really appreciates subtle acts of love that reminds each other that you’re thinking of the other even when you’re busy or doing your own things. kissing the top of your head/forehead is one of these subtle, but very meaningful actions minghao does regularly. when you greet him in the morning he greets you with coffee or tea and a lingering kiss on your head. as you’re getting ready for the day, he’ll briefly pause running around the house to gently kiss your forehead. he also often pairs his kiss with a few fingers affectionately running through your hair. you both find it calming, and if not anything else, minghao wants to be your safe place.

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☆ seungkwan:

Cheeks/lips: HE LOVESSSS KISSING YOUR CHEEKS he thinks you’re the cutest coolest person in the world and he likes that this small little offering of affection makes you smile. he especially uses this to show his gratitude to you- if you cooked dinner for him or offered to do a chore because he’s busy, or even when you’ve done nothing and he wants to remind you how thankful he feels to have you in his life🥺 and i had to add lips because at the end of the day, when he’s finished all his work, busy from his many schedules and hobbies etc. he comes home tired and spent, and kissing you lets him relax and let go of any stress. it makes him feel so content and at peace💔

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☆ vernon:

Forehead/temples: vernon is someone who appreciates the little things. he likes subtle, casual pieces of affection that are small thoughtful reminders that the other is thinking of them. for vernon, one of these small actions is light kisses on your temples or forehead. and he probably does this a lot- when you’re cuddling or waiting in line or watching a film/show. he pulls you close and gently kisses you, going back to whatever you were doing/talking about without blinking an eye. i think it’s similar to woozi and minghao, too, where vernon would feel very protective of his s/o and it’s something that he knows makes you feel safe and cared for.

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☆ chan:

Forehead/lips: okay i picked these specifically but i think chan would love to kiss all OVER your face because he just loves looking at you🥺 it makes his heart burst when you make eye contact with him and smile and he cannot help but want to flurry kisses all over you. however he knows there’s a time and place, so if you’re out in public or in the middle of something he generally settles for a lingering kiss on your forehead that’s both affectionate and fiercely protective. because what’s the point of his affection if not to preserve your smile? on the flip side i honestly i think he’d get SO excited if you kissed him first. he could just explode when you kiss him full on without without warning. will attempt to hide his fire red ears by returning the favour and kissing you for a lil bit. then at least if you do notice his blush, you’re even🤭

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andytr-dream · 18 days

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Okey so IAM FRICKINGGG MAD

Spoilerrrrrrrr from Twisted Wonderland

So why the fffffdd

Do they do this

All of the parents look great all of the except one pair ONE MOTHER FRICKING PAIR YOU WANA GUESS WICH ONEEEEEEE

Yheaaa you know the one

Why is IN THE EVER LOVING GOD SILVER AND THE KNIGHT OF DAWN JUST SO SO UNORIGINAL LIKE WTFFFD

All of the other ones look so unique ( and I am missing the grandma from epel and even fricking checka, and Jamil sister) like all original designs to inspire the variety of family traits and yes all of them have similarity beacuse they are FAMILY, BUT COME ONE THIS IS PLAIN COMPY PASTE WTFF EVEN HIS UGLY UNCLE HAS AN ORIGINAL DESIGN UGHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I AM done having silver being the low low bottom of this frickong Fandom, and you are gona say but "Lilia is his father too" well yhea but he is also the father to Malleus an they gave him a gorgeous mother, ( no offense to Silver design he is ma baby princess he is perfect and beauty). What i wanted is his father to have at least make the design a little bit different I know you have the capacity like look at all of this family. Just make him.blonde and longer hair is like so weak, because you know what SILVER WAS ORIGINALLY BLONDE SO IN REALITY THEY WOULD BE THE SAME FUCKING PERSON AND SPRITE, SO GET TO WORK DISNEY LIKE COME ONE GET REALL YOU LAZY FRICKS !!!!!!!!#$@$@

#twst #silver vanrouge #silver twst #twst silver #silver twisted wonderland #spoilers twst #chap7twst #vil schoenheit #twisted wonderland #night of dawn #iam so sorry for the rant i love silver i love the night and i know what he represents or maybe represents

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crossedwiress · 9 months

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what's ur ranking for calum's tour fits so far

okay so as a general rating i would like to award calum with a full 5/5 stars ⭐ he deserves it <3

first outfit would definitely have to be the santiago fit

i mean. come on. this fit is by far the winner for me. like,, arms out? with these pants?? the colour white suits him so well ??? also i really love these stripy socks they're so fun. they even match his shoelaces 🥰

more photos bc i will not be silenced loOK AT HIM

there's neck there's arm what more could u want from an outfit !!

2. annnd second outfit would be buenos aires (night two)

once again, he's fulfilling the simple criteria for a good outfit: arms out, with some fun pants. i kinda love how you can't even see his shoes in either of these photos but you KNOW it's the same white shoes he's been wearing almost every night <3 he is nothing if not consistent i'll give him that. also i would like to mention this COLOUR tank top bc green suits him. so. fucking. well.

3. third outfit! São Paulo babyyyyyy

all black is a LOOK and the white star ties in nicely with his white shoes <33

i dont know what else to say abt this fit other than if i could eat it i'm sure it would taste like cookies and cream, more specifically an oero, and i would thoroughly enjoy it

4. okay! now onto RIO !!!

green again!! this was very close to being third but didn't quite make the cut. fun fact this is the only show he has worn a different pair of shoes other than his white ones. like i'm almost convinced he just wanted to see if he could get away with having the least clothing packed for this leg of the tour tbh

ANYWAYS, as i was saying,, it's GREEN. green suits him a little too well and i think he knows it! pls observe the display of neck in the second pic here; not for any particular reason just bc i think he looks nice 😃

5. next up buenos aires night oneeeeeee

sorry i cropped ashton out but this ain't abt him

so. i've been calling this the farmer shirt since i first saw it, and i'm not sure what else i can add. he's giving little old farmer dude vibes! i don't hate it! looks kinda soft and cozy so good for him <3

BONUS:

i just think he's neat 😎 and this shows off his farmer shirt nicely, yknow?

6. last fit! Bogotá

what is this colour. why. i only have more questions abt his endless supply of near-identical shirts 🙂

okay FINISHED thank u for sending in such a meaningful ask jess 🥰 i can honestly say this has been a true star's wardrobe so far, i can't wait to see these bad boy popping up again the in the next leg of the tour <33

#i am several days late to answering this #but consider. i can only browse through this genre of photos for so long before i pass out #so i've been steadily doing this in segments #pls enjoy i worked hard on sounding sane in this <3 #jess <3 #ask #ch #5sos show tour

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narrie · 2 months

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It’s so funny how Niall has a month off because of the masters next month and maybe his yearly Mallorca trip he couldn’t go long without that could he

niall taking time off mid-tour for the master but last time when he had shit all he left early - the ONEEEEEEE time harry shows up .

#ask

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octopodian · 11 months

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1 2 3 4 5 :)

1.) how would you describe the world your story takes place in?

i usually go for "just the real world, but with whatever changes i need to tell the story i want to tell" i am VERY lazy by nature. the characters r usually more important than the world. which is the antithesis of this ask game i get it. i wont apologize. im a rebel.

you say somethings a golem and people know what that is already, same with robot. i dont rly need to invent the wheel for what i do.

when i make a diff world (i.e. Eden, or a sci-fi setting) im usually vague and simply reference the genre as a whole. no one questions nanobots when Everything does nanobots, you just say nanobots and carry on.

2.) if you gave an in depth description of your story to someone who was not all the way paying attention, what would their takeaway be?

the abels (aaron and leah, horrorverse): "ok its single fatherhood. i got it. no i know its- i know its about gender and viscera yes i got that--"

aide: ok so the robot has dad issues

terpsichore: what the fuck is wrong with her. she did WHAT with a hammer?

airborne spore: ok so the mushroom has dad issues

3.) any recurring images/elements?

uhh a lot of my ocs deal with death in diff ways. you get it. im morbid. theres also Gender in various ways, and theres always robots or constructs or cases where Humanity vs Personhood are mixed up.

4.) what would you say is the message, if there is one.

this is so corny but i think love, but not like romantic love just like, for the world and for people and for your goals. passion mb? idk. caring about SOMETHING bc if you don't what else is there. you can hold onto anything but you need SOMETHING to hold onto.

the real message for terp and AC (eden) is The Ice is Coming. The Ice is Coming. The Ice is Coming.

5.) pick a theme song for the tv adaptation.

THIS IS THE HARDEST ONEEEEEEE i mean most oingo boingo songs can work for anything involving aaron/leah... weird science being the Easy one, but private life/sweat/same man i was before/gray matter/no spill blood/no one lives forever work too. mostly these r aaron songs, not about his daughter, but i havent found good music about father daughter love, soooo,

terpsichore would be icarus by jason webley, it has sickness as a female lover AND the voices of angels, it fits the best.

aide is get your shit together by pillowfight, im sure it could apply to other characters too but to me thats the core of their story thus far and probably in the future.

airborne cordyceps spore has his own songs but the GENERAL STORY would be animal skin by bryan dunn. hes a minecraft oc. you wouldnt know it.

#asks #SO HARD TO NOT ANSWER ABOTU SPECIFIC INDIVUDUALS....

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neon-vocalist · 2 years

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day 21: having friends over: damiaaron and cadnis

Originally written October 21, 2021

"Give me your seven, thy foul weed!" shouts Aaron at Cady.

"NEVER!" she replies louder, giggling and rolling over onto her back. "Here. You get a two."

"Nooooo..."

"Children, behave." Damian nearly trips over Aaron's leg as he comes in to set a bowl of mixed nuts on the coffee table. Janis looks over at him from the couch and shakes her head at him. He gets it. There is no getting Cady and Aaron together under any sort of control.

"Yes, Daddy," Aaron replies with a smirk.

Unprepared, Damian chokes on air. "Jesus Christ, Aaron," he stammers.

"You walked right into that one," says Cady, grinning at Aaron and flopping back onto her stomach. "Here, bud. Have an eight."

Aaron groans in frustration. "Janisssss. Make your girlfriend give me a sevennnnn."

"Damiannnn," Cady mimics. "Make your boyfriend give me a oneeeeeee."

"Absolutely not," Aaron replies. Neither of them notice that Damian and Janis aren't even interacting with them- instead, they're throwing mixed nuts into each others' mouths.

"Ha! I win!" cries Cady, wriggling on the floor like a gleeful slug and throwing her cards at Aaron, who dramatically groans and smacks his cards on the ground. "In your face, Aaron."

"Ughhhh," Aaron says again.

"Rematch?" Cady asks eagerly.

"After losing to you nine times? No."

"Damiannnnn-"

"No," interrupts Damian. Janis chuckles and drags Cady, cat-style, onto the couch. "You know, you and Aaron's friendship reminds me so much of me and Damian's early days."

"Yeah?" asks Cady. "Whaddaya mean?"

"Well, you and Aaron are best friends, and me and Damie are best friends. Did we ever get around to telling you how we met? It was really similar to you guys, actually. Maybe a little more queer." Damian cracks a knowing smile.

"Oh yeah?" asks Cady.

"Yeah. You wanna tell them or should I?" asks Janis.

"I'll do it.

Back when I was first finding out I was gay- about 14 years old, I'd say- there was this gay bar club thing. It's closed now because I think someone set it on fire. Not a homophobic thing, just drunk queers. But anyway. I was absolutely in denial. I was like, not gay, nope, straight, totally, girls are hot, right, yeah, girls are sexy. The club thing was divided into lesbians and gays, right? And I go to it this one night, and am like, uh, yeah, I'm a trans girl, totally in love with girls, uhuh, yep, ladies... and somehow I got in! I'm not sure who was in charge of that and how! But I show up to this room full of lesbians and I remember my first conscious thought just being, remember, you have to think these girls are attractive. The second one was along the lines of how do I act trans and lesbian. So I go up to the first girl and go, 'hey girly, you're lookin... nice.' And she gave me a look like I was a centipede and just... turned away.

So I was like, alright, plan B. I get up and walk away from the feminine shorty, who actually looked a lot like you, Caddie, and find the most butch-looking lesbian I can find."

"Which happened to be me," inserts Janis.

"Yep, it was Janis, 13 years old and angsty as hell. She was aggressively kissing some pink-haired chick in a powder blue maid costume, and when she saw me, I will never forget, literally shoved her away from her, against a wall, and grabbed me and told me, you look as uncomfortable as I am.

I was like, uh yeah, no duh, butch babe. Here I am, 14 years old and gay as absolute hell, in a sea of lesbians, one of which just rejected me. And she goes, pinky over there is a crappy kisser, and points at the poor little highlighter-haired child who got quite literally thrown at the wall. And grabs my arm and yanks me to a corner and gives me a spare fake ID? And is like the picture looks nothing like you but go get me a beer. And what do you do when a scary goth gay tells you to get her a beer?"

"You get her a damn beer," supplies Janis.

"Exactly, you get her a beer! So I go and I get her a beer and I'm not even asked for my ID, no idea how because I'm seven years younger than I should be, but alright. And I give her the beer and she takes a single sip, tips the rest over my head, and I guess that deems me worthy because she asks if I want to date her.

I'm like, whoa, okay! So I stammer over some words and I'm more scared than in love, because I'm actually not in love at all, it's like 99.9 percent fear and 0.1 percent confused gay boy, but I agree to go out with her. And she kisses me and is like, you're a worse kisser than pinky. And gives me her number and walks away."

"Now, let me intervene," says Janis. "I was thirteen and, I swear to God, went into that gay place with the intent of intimidating as many idiots as possible. Of course Damie here did not pass one bit for a trans girl, but he was very scared, and seemed very lost, so naturally, I gave the girl I was making out with a concussion and adopted him.

We dated for six months and I dumped him on our six-month anniversary. You wanna know what he said to me? He said, and I quote-"

"Thank God! I'm so gay and it's not for you!" Damian and Janis recite in unison.

"Yeah. And I was like, well alright, me neither! And then it turned out we were going to the same high school the next year. We spent freshman year hating each other with a capital everything. We had a rivalry to... well, to rival that of Cain and Abel. God and Lucifer. Batman and the Joker. Any iconic duo, you name it, we had it. And then..."

"We became partners on a year-long project sophomore year," says Damian, grinning at Janis. "And we became thick as thieves. So when we saw you dating Aaron?"

"Well, let's just say I had 20 bucks on the fact that you'd have a similar origin story to us," Janis says, glancing at Cady, who's sitting on top of Aaron's back, and they're both enthralled in the story.

"And I had 20 bucks on the fact that you and this disaster lesbian would end up together by the new year."

"So we both got 20 bucks and had to give away 20 bucks."

"So we both ended up not actually gaining any money."

"Thoughts?" asks Janis, smirking down at Cady, who's watching them openmouthed, as if it's finally hit her what was going on.

"That was wild from start to finish," says Aaron. "Like, that was one rollercoaster of emotions."

"That was iconic," Cady says finally.

"Wasn't it just?" Damian asks. "So yeah. Now you know how Janis and I became friends. Wouldn't you say it's basically a wilder version of your story?"

"Pretty much, yeah. The only thing that we have and you lack was a lion costume."

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myluciferiscody · 4 years

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i loved you first. p.2

pairing: Xavier Plympton x Reader

word count: 4,391

warnings: au! in present time, language, a big oops coming

not entirely proof-read.

*title inspired by joan’s song*

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | epilogue

One Year Later

"NO ONE, NO ONE, NO ONEEEEEEE, CAN GET IN THE WAY OF WHAT I FEEL FOR YOUUU!"

"YOOOU! YOOOOU!"

You covered your ears as Montana and Brooke screamed sang along to Alicia Keys, while in the kitchen finishing up dinner in their shared apartment. You were recently promoted at work, and they wanted to celebrate with you.

Brooke sniffed, "I miss Ray." she said as she poked at her homemade noodles with a fork.

"It's only been four hours!" Montana interjected, meeting your eyes as the song ended. You smiled softly, taking a long sip from your glass of wine.

"I know," she said, "He's always gone. I miss him."

"It's too bad the others couldn't join us," Montana said as she stirred something in a pot. "We haven't had the group together in a minute."

You silently bobbed your head as 2006-era Rihanna came on, attempting to keep your mind away from Xavier Plympton.

It's already been a year since you first met his girlfriend, Chloe. You couldn't believe how fast 2019 seemed to go. Now, you were counting down the days you had with him before he moved into his new apartment with her.

When you first heard the news, you assumed he was pulling your leg. You were having a slumber party in the living room, a few drinks in when he accidentally blabbed to you that they were looking for a new place. He admitted he wanted to tell you over dinner the next day, which would probably have gone a little better. Instead, you spent the rest of your Twilight marathon holding back tears and wishing Jacob Black would ride out of town with Chloe on his back and disappear forever.

But after a good night's sleep, you realized it was selfish of you. You congratulated him and decided that maybe it was time for a fresh start for yourself. Before your promotion, you'd barely make enough to pay the rent all on your own. Brooke and Montana had gladly offered you their empty space, which you wanted to accept. But after your salary doubled, you'd be able to renew your lease for another year.

Even after all this time, it seemed you never really got to know Chloe. She was still friendly, but there was always an uncomfortable aura between the two of you. You had a few things in common with her, which helped make conversation whenever Xavier wasn't around, but it never exceeded that.

You assumed you were being paranoid when she’d seem to always be looking at you, her eyes observing your every move when you were being your normal self with Xavier. Or how her voice always seemed to become sickly sweet when you’d be minding your own business, hardly remembering they were even there.

"Earth to y/n?"

You glanced up to see Brooke place a large bowl of spaghetti in the middle of the table. Montana was already sitting down, a half-eaten piece of garlic bread in her mouth.

"I'm sorry, what?" you asked, embarrassed.

Brooke giggled, "I asked if you were alright. You're quiet tonight - more than usual."

You nodded, helping yourself to her spaghetti as the girls gathered food onto their plates. "I'm sorry. I just keep thinking of Xavier moving out."

The girls nodded understandingly, "You know, the offer is still open," Montana said, smiling at you. Her blonde hair was pinned back, and she looked vibrant as her eyes observed you kindly. "You haven't lived alone in years, it's okay if you're not comfortable with the idea."

You nodded appreciatively, "I know, and thank you both, but... I think it will be good for me," you said, picking up your fork to smash at the bits of lettuce on your plate. The girls watched with amused expressions. "Maybe I'll finally stop moping over him and get myself a boyfriend or a girlfriend, who knows?" you said.

"I think you should tell him how you feel, y/n," Brooke said simply, drinking her wine as if she was commenting about the weather.

You laughed dryly, "You know Xavier, he'll be pissed I kept it from him this long. We tell each other everything."

"I don't pretend to be an expert on love, y/n, but I say that if he is upset about it, fuck him." Montana shrugged, and you heard the sound of Brooke kicking her under the table. "Ouch! Come on, who wouldn't want to date y/n? He's an idiot for not seeing how she clearly feels about him."

"Xavier is our friend. We all know he can be dense and naive, but it's part of his charm." Brooke defended him before turning her eyes to you. "Why is it that you never made a move?"

The room got quiet as Montana's Spotify playlist came to a stop. You took a few bites of food, pleased that your friends gave you a few seconds to get your thoughts together. That was one of the things you loved about them.

"I guess I was just afraid of ruining what we had," you admitted, smiling a little. "We've known each other since elementary school; all of us, and the only ones who ever progressed into the romantic territory were Brooke and Ray."

Brooke's cheeks flushed, and you knew it wasn't from the wine.

Montana chuckled, a light blush coating her cheeks. "About that..."

You and Brooke gave her a quizzical look.

"Senior prom..." Montana nodded, "Chet and Me."

Your mouth fell open simultaneously with Brooke, who cackled as Montana blushed a deeper red. You joined in on the laughter as Brooke held her stomach, tears threatening to spill over.

"What is so funny!?" Montana yelled over your laughing, now slightly irritated. "I went with Jimmy Darling, remember!? He got drunk and fell asleep near the food table, so Chet and I decided to skip, and..." she laughed now, refusing to look you in the eye. "It was alright."

"Oh, my God! Why didn't you tell us!?" you said after containing your laughter. Brooke was still giggling, complaining her sides were hurting.

"It didn't even last long, I think I blocked it out of my memory for a while... but he is packing..." Montana finished.

As you finished up dinner, Brooke refused to delve too deeply into her sex life with Ray. You three finished two bottles of wine and were now lounging in the living room in your pajamas, debating on watching a horror movie or a comedy, and you were already thinking about the snacks.

After deciding on the original Friday the 13th, the movie was about fifteen minutes in when a message from Xavier flashed on your phone. You glanced at it.

Xavier: Hey, did you leave the front door unlocked?

No, I made sure it was locked like always. Why?

Xavier: I think someone has been in here. Your room is a mess!

You straightened up, glancing towards the girls who were cuddled up, munching on popcorn. Xavier sent you a picture of your room you had just cleaned the night before. A few of your dresser drawers were cracked open, and clothes were peeking through, definitely searched through. Your bed was haphazardly made, and your work clothes were strewn on the floor.

"Oh no," you said, causing Brooke and Montana to look at you.

"What's wrong?" Brooke asked, concerned.

"Xavier thinks someone broke into our apartment!" you said, giving them an alarmed look.

"Oh shit, let's go!" Montana said, and the three of you wasted no time in driving to your home.

"Well?" Montana demanded as you and Xavier entered the apartment after speaking to the police.

"They said it looks like someone had a key made. There's no damage to the door, and y/n says it was locked, so..."

"It was, I always double-check. Always..." you said, sitting down in the empty seat next to Brooke, who put a comforting arm around you.

"Who in the hell would have a key made?" Montana asked before she paused. Her eyes looked wild, before finally settling on you and Brooke. You gave her a confused look.

"I don't know. It's not like I have any friends other than you guys." Xavier said sarcastically. The one thing about Xavier is that when he was scared, he was more than likely to be agitated, and it always showed.

"Did you give one to Chloe?" Montana asked.

"No, I never-..." Xavier paused, throwing a glare in her direction. "What are you implying?"

"I'm not implying anything, I'm just eliminating suspects, is all." Montana defended, quirking an eyebrow at Xavier. "y/n, have you given a key to anybody?"

You shook your head, hoping this didn't cause a fight, "No, I have not."

"See?" Montana offered, looking rather smug, "We're just eliminating, that's all."

Xavier glanced at you, and you nodded encouragingly. He seemed to like that, nodding himself and rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm sorry, I'm kind of freaked out..."

"That's understandable, Xavier. You don't have to apologize." Brooke said, shooting a small glare at Montana, who hid a smirk. "Do you guys want us to stay?"

"Yeah, if they come back, it's four against them," Montana offered, looking delighted at having the chance to kick some ass.

"No, you ladies can go home," Xavier said, before smiling at you. You felt your heart flutter. "We'll be alright."

After bidding the girls goodnight, Xavier plopped onto the empty cushion next to you. He glanced at you longingly, before saying, "I'm sorry if I scared you."

You shook your head, "Please, do not apologize. If it were me, I would have called the SWAT team."

Xavier laughed, "I don't doubt that! Seriously though, I'm glad neither of us was home."

You nodded, "But it doesn't change the fact that they were in my room looking for something..."

Xavier frowned now, thinking, "I know... We checked every room, nothing else looked out of place."

"You're right, nothing has been stolen..." you said.

You sat there for about an hour, talking through your day. Xavier gave you his full attention, even when you'd hear his phone vibrating in his pocket every few minutes. He ignored it, asking you questions until you yawned loudly, falling into the back of the couch.

"y/n?" he asked, his voice sounding tired.

"Yes?" you whispered.

"I'm glad you're safe."

You almost forgot about the home invasion completely. Your landlord changed the locks, issuing you a new key. Xavier's stress eased as the week passed, and soon he was back to his old self.

You didn't think much of it when Chloe started acting oddly friendly towards you, smiling at you or asking you questions about what you were doing whenever you saw each other. You assumed it was because she was bored when Xavier's attention was elsewhere.

The group was finally getting back together, and you found yourself having to face going to Chloe's place for the first time. You dressed for the hot weather, while Montana silently got ready beside you. You wondered if she was alright. She usually was bubbly before a night out. Brooke was just now getting back from her shift, occupying the shower in the other bathroom.

"Do you think this dress is too short?" Montana suddenly asked, turning around in her leopard print, knee-length dressed.

"Nope," you said honestly, "It's the perfect length for your height."

"Aww, thank you, y/n," she said, though her tone didn't match her words.

You nodded, running the brush through your hair one last time.

"Are you okay?" you finally asked, looking at her through the mirror.

Montana seemed uncomfortable, and you regretted asking. Montana never liked to be pushed for answers, especially if it regarded something personal. However, she looked at you as if she wanted to tell you, so you patiently waited.

"You know the guy I've been messing around with, Trevor?" she asked.

You nodded, "Yes, why?"

She shuffled in front of the mirror, taking her makeup bag and digging through it quickly. She often did this when she was nervous. Montana started applying mascara, using it as a ploy to avoid looking at you. "Well, I kind of had him do some digging on Chloe Smith."

Your eyes widened as Montana nonchalantly applied her makeup. "You what?"

"You can't get mad!" Montana said, switching the wand to the other eye. "I kept thinking about it, and it doesn't make sense. Like you said the other night, we've all been friends for years. You and Xavier never gave us keys to your apartment. Chloe has been around for only a year. She probably feels left out, and since you live with Xavier, it looked like a red flag to me." she said before observing her work. Montana continued, "So I had Trevor ask his brother to look into her, he's a real estate agent and has access to background checks. So he looked up her name, and he didn't find much, but..."

You egged her on, "But?"

"Long story short, she's a bit of a stalker," Montana said brightly, turning to look at you. "There's a restraining order against her for obsessive stalking."

Your mouth fell open at this, wondering why Montana looked so damn cheerful about this.

"I know what you're thinking. I think it's great news if Xavier finds out who she really is, then he'll break up with her and be with you."

As much as you wanted to rejoice and praise the Lord above, you knew this was wrong. "Montana, that's not right!"

"Why not?" she pressed, looking through her makeup once again.

"We don't know if she was the one in my room. Anyone could have a key made-."

"Exactly! She's been with Xavier for this long. If the neighbors saw, they'd think nothing of it. Trevor's brother agreed, he said people have gotten into unavailable apartments by falsifying keys and claiming they live there. It's not that hard to do, as scary as that sounds."

"I don't understand what she could have been looking for," you said, frowning. Your heart rate increased, wondering if Montana was possibly right.

"I don't know, pictures, a diary, a vibrator?" Montana joked until she saw the look on your face. "y/n?"

Your face paled as you quickly left the bathroom, going to your bedroom, and promptly digging through your dresser. You heard Montana, and now Brooke calling your name as you threw clothes all over the place. Your worst fear was confirmed when you realized your journal was gone.

"y/n!?" Montana asked, stopping in the doorway. Brooke was behind her, dressed and ready to go. She looked concerned.

"My journal is gone," you choked.

Montana gasped, placing a hand over her mouth. Her eyes were excited, though. Brooke looked more lost, looking between the both of you with a crinkled face. "y/n? What is going on!?"

"Montana, I think you might be right," you said, looking at her.

Brooke looked impatient, and you slowly gathered your clothes with shaky hands as Montana filled her in on the possible scandal. Brooke gasped at the appropriate times and quietly asked if they should tell Xavier or not.

"I don't know!" you moaned, sprawling out on your bed. "He's going to be so pissed at us!"

"Not if we catch the bitch red-handed!" Montana interjected, coming to stand in front of you. "Look, y/n, we're all in this together. If it turns out we were wrong, which is a very low possibility, I will personally take responsibility for it."

"I couldn't ask that of you," you said flatly.

"Too bad, I'll do the same," Brooke piped up from behind Montana, smiling at you. "I always thought something was off about her. She won't get away with this."

Montana turned to her, grinning. "Get it, babe."

Brooke blushed and glowed the entire way to Chloe's place as you thought over a plan.

As you waited for the boys to arrive, you were getting a headache thinking of all the things you wrote in your journal about Xavier. It's probably been well over two months since you wrote in it last. Still, you gushed about your best friend more than once, praising how much you loved him.

The atmosphere in Chloe's home was warm, and you hated that. Brooke and Montana were helping her in the kitchen while you lounged on a chair to keep up appearances. Brooke had brought you a hard lemonade, which remained untouched as your head got worse by the minute.

The television was on low; MTV was playing an 80s rewind, and you attempted to distract yourself, focusing on George Michael. You occasionally heard Chloe's voice chime in, and your friends laughing at whatever she said. As much as you hated to admit it, you felt left out.

It wasn't long before there was a series of knocks on the door. You shot up, calling out that you'd get it. You were almost knocked onto the couch when a tall, redhead breezed past you. Chloe swung open the door, squealing at the sight of Ray, Chet, and Xavier holding bottles of alcohol and a bag of snacks. Xavier was barely in the door when Chloe was all over him, causing Ray to roll his eyes and push through.

Chet met your eyes and smiled, and you couldn't help but smile back.

Montana and Brooke came out after hearing the commotion, and for a few minutes, there was loud laughter and talking as everyone began to settle in. Xavier was dressed like he came straight out of a magazine cover, and you clenched your legs together.

"I'm starving, is the pizza here yet?" Ray asked as he followed the others into the kitchen. You followed hastily, not wanting to watch nor hear the sounds of Chloe and Xavier making out in entrance.

"We just ordered it fifteen minutes ago!" Brooke said, hugging Ray tightly as he kissed her forehead. You smiled, amazed at how in love they were. Montana nudged you, throwing a protective arm over your shoulders as Chet stuffed the alcohol they brought into the fridge.

"We'll wait until she gets a few in her," Montana mumbled, "Then we'll give her a taste of her own medicine."

You nodded silently, still feeling like it was a bad idea. As much as you loved your friends, you feared this was going to blow up in your faces. Chloe and Xavier squeezed into the crowded kitchen, going for the alcohol as they managed to hang onto each other.

You followed the others into the living room, taking your original spot on the couch and opening the lemonade Brooke had given you. You beckoned for them to sit next to you, but was aghast when Chloe and Xavier sat next to you, Xavier in the middle. You felt your cheeks get red as Chloe threw her long legs over his lap, her feet just inches from you. The girls gave you an apologetic glance as everyone found a spot on the remaining furniture or on the floor.

The first few hours were spent eating and laughing at all the outrageous stories Ray had from working on the road. After you ate, you felt your headache slowly melting away. Chloe was definitely lightweight as she quickly became more clingy and loud towards Xavier, who seemed to be more interested in what Chet was talking about than her babbling incoherently.

Ray convinced Chloe to dig out the Wii, and he was fighting with Montana on who got to be the first player. From the corner of your eye, you could see that Xavier was watching you. You fought the urge to look, smiling as Brooke leaned back against your legs, laughing at her boyfriend and best friend arguing over who the best Mario character is.

"Xavieeee, I have a secrettttt..." you heard Chloe whisper a little too loudly, her wide eyes staring at Xavier, who was still looking at you.

"Not now, babe," he brushed her off, before turning his attention on Chet, who asked him a question you couldn't hear.

"I have to pee!" Montana said suddenly, standing up and meeting your eye.

"Me too!" you said, catching the hint and throwing Chloe's long legs off you. Brooke nodded in support, scooting closer to Ray, who was loading Mario Kart.

You did your best to appear nonchalant, but you were still nervous as you followed Montana down the hall. Instead of veering right into the bathroom, you crept down the hallway and walked straight into her bedroom.

It was an ordinary room, white walls, a large bed, a record player with a bin of records underneath. There was a guitar shoved in the corner, and it felt wrong invading her space like this.

"Don't feel bad, y/n," Montana said quietly, looking at you. "She has no respect for you. But we have to hurry!"

You nodded and quickly began to dig around. You made sure to put everything back in its place and not make too big of a mess. Montana had the same idea, but her actions were more rushed than calculated. You heard Chloe's laughter, along with the others as someone turned on the sound-bar. You could hear an intense game of Mario Kart going on.

Montana's loud gasp sent chills up your spine. You turned from your spot looking underneath her bed, seeing her holding a box she got from the closet. "What is it, Montana?" you asked.

"I found your diary," she whispered, looking at you.

You realized you forgot to listen to what was going on in the other room.

Montana quickly grabbed you, forcing the two of you two squeeze in the little closet as Chloe's voice grew closer. Montana held a hand to your mouth as she shut the door, and it became silent as Chloe entered, giggling to herself as she grabbed a jacket from her bed, stumbling back out.

You waited a few minutes before Montana pushed you out, and the two of you stared at each other in disbelief.

"What do we do now!?" you hissed, pointing to the small box Montana still had clutched in her hand.

"I didn't think this far!" Montana shot back, before opening the lid. Your heart stopped, seeing your journal, along with a small notepad on top. It was no bigger than the palm of your hand, and underneath, it looked like there was a photo of you and Xavier.

"We can't cause a scene with everyone here!" you said, and Montana nodded in agreement. "We have to go back out there, or they'll think we're up to something."

"I need you to play sick," Montana said, removing the contents and shoving the box on the shelf. "We'll be in deep shit if we're caught. I'm going to sneak this out, and we'll present it to Xavier later,"

"How is he supposed to believe we found it here?" you asked as Montana shoved it under her shirt. "This isn't going to work!"

"y/n, trust me this once, please," she said, before wrapping her arm around you. "Lean into me like you're sick so we can hide the this between us."

You went along with it, stumbling out and hiding in the bathroom. Montana flushed the toilet, and you ran the water for a few seconds before coming out, back in your position.

"Guys, y/n isn't feeling well, I'm going to take her home," Montana said, leading you towards the door.

"What's wrong, y/n?" Chet and Ray asked while Xavier stood up, almost knocking Chloe off his lap. She looked disgruntled, shooting you a glare. You pretended you didn't see, scrunching your face up.

"She got sick, I'll stay with her until Xavier gets home," she pushed, attempting to get away as Xavier walked towards the two of you, clearly concerned.

"Hey babe, are you good?" he asked you, and you hid your smile as Chloe frowned at the name.

"I think the alcohol just isn't agreeing with me," you lied, giving him what you hoped was a weak smile. "You don't have to worry about me, Xavier,"

"I'm always worried about you, y/n," he said, frowning at you.

Chloe stood up, coming over and attempting to put her arms around him. Xavier allowed it but didn't reciprocate as she gave you a dirty stare. Montana returned the glare, squeezing your arm, silently begging you not to move.

"She'll be fine, Xavieee!" Chloe said, "Let M-Montana take her home,"

You desperately wanted to tell her to fuck off but refrained. "I'll wait up for you," you assured Xavier. But before you could say anything else, Montana stumbled, forcing the two of you apart. Your journal, along with the photo and notepad, clattered to the hardwood floor.

Your friends watched them clatter to the ground, and you immediately wished lightning would strike you down.

Chloe blinked before recognition flashed in her eyes. "WERE YOU IN MY ROOM?"

Montana, bless her soul, bent down and scooped it. "Don't act so fucking surprised, you lying sack of-."

"Montana!" Xavier said before he recognized your journal. Chet squeezed his way towards you as Chloe fumed in her spot, the others watching quietly.

"You went into y/n's room and stole this!" Montana accused, waving the journal in Chloe's face. "You're fucking psychotic!"

"Chloe, is that true?" Xavier asked, giving her a dumbfounded look.

"Of course not, baby! They're setting me up!" Chloe hiccuped, tears welling up in her eyes as she pointed at you and Montana. "They're lying."

"If they're lying, what is this?" Chet asked, holding up the notepad that Montana left on the ground. Your face paled as you saw your name continuously written in black ink before scribbled with red ink. "And that's not even the most fucked up thing in here!" Chet glared at Chloe and Xavier, "This is fucked up."

"I need you all to leave," Xavier said, "Now!"

Chet was yelling at Chloe and Xavier as the others hurriedly grabbed their things, almost pushing each other out of the apartment.

"Xavier-," you said, wanting to plead with him to believe you.

"y/n, go!" he said, his eyes hard as Chet carefully pulled you into the hall. The last thing you saw was Xavier's angry expression before the door was slammed in your face.

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lovingmyselfcore · 3 years

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Jesse paid so much attention to everything Lucie has written and let him read that he can reference a scene without even thinking about it and I just-

I want oneeeeeee

They're in love your honor

#coi spoilers #gretchen reads coi #lucie and jesse

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howdoyousleep3 · 4 years

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damn do u ever just CRAVE a cevans big bear hug? like I just know daddy gives the best hugs and I really really want oneeeeeee :’-( every time I see a video of him hugging people it may as well be an assault cause like just imagine being squished up against his tiddies and his big arms around u keeping u safe I’m so 🥺😭 sorry I needed to rant abt this to someone bc I know anyone who has hugged him has seen god and it’s not fairrrr I want one

omgomgomgomg I was just talking to someone about this!! Was sis @a-crown-of-laurel-leaves?? @imlittlebitdie?? omg.

The number one number one thing I love about CEvans hugs is how he curls into them, presses his face in, tucks it into the other’s neck or head. He’s such a touchy person and like...everyone hugs like they don’t want to be hugged?? Like barely there?? I am an All-In hugger. I hug with my heart and soul. CEvans and I would wrap around each other like mf snakes! His hugs have to always be so warm and nice and loving and perfect, just perfect. The arms would get me, thick arms, my goodness.

I understand, Nonnie I do. I feel you on this one. 💖💖💖

#askK

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call-me-koi · 4 years

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Okay oneeeeeee more horny thought then I need to go be productive so like yusuke. Imagine you accidentally knock over one of his art supplies and it spills. You proceed to be bent over his lap, the price of the supply is how many spanks you get, and he has a vibrator overstimulating you

I-

IT WAS AN ACCIDENT OKAY???

LIKE OOF

You deadass didn't notice the arrangement of acrylics on the floor till you stepped on a bright yellow bottle of paint

Floor was a m e s s

But that wasnt all??? You like tripled 3+ things along the way??

You bend over and suddenly thinks to himself

"Hm, nice ass. Curvy sides, not to saggy but neither to firm...Squishy but not just fat.....11/10 ass."

Man saw u bend of his lap?? Wuthout sum spanking??

Spanks you a good 57 times, double ass cheek on a tueaday night hella ass

Makes u walk down a art museum with a vibrator on max

Twist?? Theres more then one

Different lengths and sizes too!! All on max ;;3

You pass by the mona lisa and next think you know

Eyes were staring at you as a scream RIPPED through ur throat as you just orgasmed in front of mona

Man one hell of a day

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skinnyphobicbutch · 3 years

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scout tf2

- the fact that he’s stupid, gay and homophobic <3 hehehe (genuinely I think my favourite thing is that he’s just a cocky douche but like. They actually makes him into a real character and add dimension to him OUTSIDE of being a cocky douche? I thinks it’s super neat :] )

- when people forget about the rest of the dimension to his character :) (which is... often :)))) Arthur clenched fist

- tbh going with the classic; “birds fly, grass grows, sun shines, and brotha? I hurt people >:)”

- I think all of him and the mercs are friends but I am a fucking FAN of him being close pals with Demo and Sniper!!! (Also him and pyro... buddies) They r best fwiends.....

- mmmm probably also demo and sniper, either separately or as poly agsjakshshs (they have good dynamics sue me!!!! I am a simple man of simple needs!!!)

- spy, for obvious reasons.... I’m also not a super fan of him and solider usually??? But not for any particular reason

- he is TRANS, he is GAY, he has ADHD AND I think when he gets like. REALLY REALLY angry, he goes cold, rather then yelling and stomping about the way he usually carries on

- this isn’t super unpopular but I don’t think he’d be like. Actually a piece of shit ie. homophobic, a huge dick to his friends, transphobic etc.

- TROUBLE MAKER BY OLLY MUR AND TEENAGE DIRTBAG BY WHEATUS EHEHEEHE

- this oneeeeeee eheheh :3

#this is so FUNNNNNNN #I love scoutie hes my little dude

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veebsarchive · 4 years

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how about 2, 3, 4, 7, and 23 for the favorite asks!! also yeah i know i said this in my other ask,, but vee darling,, i really like making you smile and i Must Tell You that i just really really love your art. so so much. it's beautiful and perfect in every single amazing way. and that dexiana diner scene? l o v e l y it's so stunning. you are so underrated and i want you to know that i just iuytfghjiisw ily,,, so,,, yeah :) - erica

akalakskaiaks i’m crying erica you’re such a sweetheart and ilyyy

for the asks [thank you for those btw :) ]:

2. favorite classic film?

i don’t know if these are classics, but some of my favorite films to date are the secret world of arriety and ponyo!!

3. favorite nostalgia-inducing possession?

i have an old dsi with pokemon soulsilver and i cherish that with my life, but i also have an elephant stuffed animal that i’ve had since i was a baby (her name is ellie and she has a giraffe friend but i don’t remember where he is)!

4. favorite shade of green?

this one is a tough oneeeeeee. i love almost all shades of green, but my favorite shade of green is either basil green or juniper green!

7. favorite quote?

i’ve seen this quote on a tiktok, and it goes like this:

“write the story you wish you could’ve read when you were younger” and it’s my favorite because it’s really inspiring and it makes me feel like i can write anything!

23. favorite part of being alive?

ooooh there’s so manyyy!! for starters, frogs. i love frogs. they’re so cute and they’re doing their best. but then there’s also the joy of having and making friends both online and irl because even though it makes me nervous, it’s always so incredibly worth it. but then there’s also the hidden feeling of waking up first and allowing yourself to bask in the silence of the morning and do your own thing without worry of anything because only you are awake and you can just do whatever. but there’s also writing and drawing because they’re both such fun hobbies of mine and they’re good ways to pass the time!

erica sweetie ilysm and i hope you have a great day (i also hope whoever’s reading this has a great day too!!)

#erica is amazing #and i will shout this from the rooftops #because shes such a sweetheart #and answering these made me soft #╰(*´︶`*)╯♡#٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ #vee’s inbox

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Amuse Me, Shimada and Yamazaki BrOtp, please!

I had SO much fun with this oneeeeeee!!!! @kondo-hijikata for the beta read!

It was late when Shimada finally reached the outskirts ofMibu. Usually, he would have shared the return trip with his partner, Yamazaki,but the younger man had left headquarters on his own that morning. The roadbegan to curve, running parallel to the winding river, and Shimada caught sightof his young friend sitting near the water’s edge. He slowed his step and thenturned to join the shinobi.

“Yamazaki-kun?”

Yamazaki glanced up as Shimada ambled toward him. He noddedand waited for the older man to seat himself, before turning his gaze back tothe water. It was clear that Shimada would have questions for why he wassitting out here. He only wondered if he had the answers to give.

“The last time I found you here, you and Ibuki-kun had hadquite the falling out,” Shimada said, crossing his legs and resting his handson his knees. Yamazaki made an inarticulate noise and gave Shimada a smallrueful smile.

“I acted like a child that day,” he said quietly.

“No, you acted on emotions. There is a difference. But youalso learned something about yourself, ne?”

“Aa...I did indeed.”

Shimada smiled and looked out over the surface of the water.He knew the young man sitting next to him very well —probably better thananybody else, including his parents— and it was obvious that Yamazaki wastroubled by something. However, he was a private man. Getting him to discussany problem would require finesse...or sake. The last thought caused Shimada tochuckle, earning him a wary glance from Yamazaki. Shimada held up his hands ina placating manner and grinned.

“Gomen, Yamazaki-kun. I was just remembering the sake. Youwere a little...difficult to handle that night.”

“Tch...just more childish behavior. I was lucky you werethere to keep me from doing anything I might regret later.”

“I don’t think Ibuki-kun ever realized exactly how lucky he was,” Shimada murmured. “You are anirascible fellow with a little drink in you.”

“You aren’t holding back this evening,” Yamazaki muttered,and Shimada smiled.

“I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know.”

Yamazaki let out a small puff of laughter. “At least youtell me the truth. I never have to second-guess what you say.”

They both grew silent as the heat of the day slipped awaywith the last rays of light. They had always been brutally honest with oneanother; it had been the one thing Yamazaki insisted on from day one. Shimadaconsidered the best way to broach the next topic: Why was Yamazaki out here inthe first place? After thinking it through, he decided the direct approach wasalways best when dealing with the young shinobi.

“You have something on your mind...”

Yamazaki didn’t respond for some time, but Shimada waitedhim out, knowing Yamazaki would sort every word of what he wanted to say in hishead before speaking. He watched a small family of ducks paddle out from a standof bulrushes, glancing sidelong at Yamazaki from time to time. Finally, theyounger man spoke.

“What are your thoughts on Yukimura-kun’s heritage?”

Shimada looked at Yamazaki, trying to gauge where theconversation might be heading. He had considered the tale of the Oni, and ifnot for the things he had seen with his own eyes, would have discounted it atonce. But the truth of the matter was, he hadseen things —unexplainable things— that left him in no doubt; the Oni werereal, and Yukimura-kun was likely one of them. He said as much to Yamazaki, whonodded his agreement before asking another question.

“What of the others...the Satsuma demons and the Chōshurebel?”

“Trouble,” Shimada replied immediately. “Especially theblond. I don’t feel the same animosity from the other two, but that doesn’treally say much. The one called Kazama, though. He’s a dangerous one.”

“I agree.” Yamazaki paused and then turned his earnest gazeon Shimada. “And what of the women: Sen-hime and Kimigiku-san?”

Shimada knew at once, from the change in Yamazaki’sdemeanor, that they were finally encroaching on the subject that had theshinobi so lost in thought. He gave the matter serious thought before replying.

“I am not sure. I don’t sense any ill-will from either ofthem...at least not for us. They do not care much for Kazama’s ways, and theydo seem to sincerely care about Yukimura-kun’s well-being. However, I do getthe feeling that they see the Shinsengumi as...expendable.” Shimada glanced toYamazaki and asked, “Why? Has something happened?”

Yamazaki frowned and looked back out over the water. Shimadasat up straighter, every instinct telling him that they were just about to getto the heart of the matter.

“Since the night of Yukimura-kun’s assignment at Shimabara,I have been followed by the Oni shinobi,” Yamazaki admitted.

Shimada raised a brow but remained silent. Yamazaki wouldtell the tale in his own time; he only needed to wait the younger man out.

“I have been unable to shake her.”

Shimada tried to hide his surprise, but Yamazaki was tooquick. He gave the older man a wry smile.

“And now you see the problem. How can I continue to do myduty when I am no longer alone in the shadows?”

“What does Hijikata-san think?”

“He has told me to use my best judgment.”

“I see. And what does your best judgment tell you?” Shimadaasked, curiously.

“That I have failed in my duties. That I am not able to....”

“Stop right there,” Shimada said, his voice suddenly muchmore harsh than most had ever heard it. “You aren’t telling me what yourjudgment says. You’re feeling sorry for yourself.”

Yamazaki whipped his head around, ready to launch into aheated debate, but Shimada held up a hand.

“Do you think you should simply give up? Is that what yourcommon sense tells you?”

“I never said I was giving up!” Yamazaki snapped, his cheeksflushed with anger and embarrassment.

“Giving up would be the only way for you to fail,Yamazaki-kun,” Shimada said, his voice back to its normal cadence. “You are fartoo hard on yourself. I have told you this before.”

Yamazaki stared at him heatedly for another moment beforeturning away again.

“I must improve,” he murmured, more to himself than toShimada.

Shimada shook his head and launched himself to his feet.

“It’s late and I have an early day tomorrow. I should getback.” He saw Yamazaki nod, but the younger man made no move to rise. “Let meleave you with one more thought. Saito-san is a very capable man. He is one ofthe finest swordsmen I have had the privilege of watching, yet he is not thefirst unit captain, or even the second. Do you think any less of his abilities?”

Shimada didn’t wait for a response. He turned and walkedaway, knowing that Yamazaki would turn it all over in his mind. He would soonsee the point Shimada was trying to make. Still, it was quite unbelievable tothink that someone was capable of trailing Yamazaki when the young man didn’twish to be followed. He wondered how the lad would handle the situation.

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