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cookietastic · 25 days
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Some sneaking out and training
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uselesslexbian · 7 months
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bottoms (2023) sentence starters.
we've looked like shit for years, and we are developing.
we're finally hot. at least, according to me.
nobody's going to want to fuck me this year, just like nobody wanted to fuck me last year or the year before.
i've been building tension.
i'm playing the long game with her, okay?
what the fuck happened to her?
that made me so sad. what?
i don't need this negative, really sad attitude. please.
what the fuck are you wearing?
nobody hates us for being gay. everyone hates us for being gay, untalented, and ugly.
oh my god, she ate shit is what happened.
she ate literal shit? what the fuck?
or did you get beat up again?
yeah, we went to juvie.
i don't want to say it, but we're fucked!
why do you always have to flirt with other women?
it doesn't count if they're not in high school.
would you like a safety ride?
i'm sorry that i looked at mrs. reilly and lightly grazed her left tit, alright?
don't talk to me, you ugly bitch, okay? i do not talk to girls in overalls.
okay, i might be ugly, but these aren't overalls.
you're being really mean right now.
i heard you, like, beat up my boyfriend last night?
maybe i SHOULD buy a gun.
what? don't buy a gun. nobody said buy a gun.
guys do that all the time, okay? that's the point of feminism.
that's not the point of feminism. you also don't care about feminism.
why would you lie to me?
so you killed a girl?
i know how to take a punch.
i was thinking, if they were coming at me with, like, swords and, like, knives, and like, guns and stuff, and you taught me how to punch like that, then i wouldn't die.
can i be honest? you're a person who's not coping with what's going on.
sometimes, when you have a new hobby, don't show up.
that's my favorite way to be an ally. you just say you're doing something, and then you don't do any of those things.
my dad left me, and i'm incredibly punctual.
i'm gonna finally reverse-stalk my stalker.
i'll be able to kill my stepdad.
i love talking about my trauma.
i literally jack off after every single therapy session.
yeah, well, all women are hot to me.
we had to just, like, fight people, sometimes to the death.
i still hear their screams at night, and that guilt will probably shackle me forever.
i realize now, i don't have to be that person anymore. i don't have to just let things happen to me.
i just get the hot people confused. jesus.
i can't answer that question, because i don't know how to read.
no, i would never cheat on you again, okay?
what about, like, a bomb? like a super small bomb. they're super easy to make.
yeah, let's do terrorism.
don't get distracted, 'cause we can be fined like $2 for this.
i really value when people use violence and raise their voices for me. it's actually one of my love languages.
no, leave the skin on his face, will you?
i'm not a fucking idiot. i just look like this.
man, i knew women were evil.
all of the blame just goes on me, then? like, none of this can be traced back to you at all?
i didn't want to do this from the beginning. you know that.
does it even matter? do you even care? do you actually like her? do you care about anyone other than yourself?
do you care about anyone other than yourself?
just find some other girl to jack off to and do nothing about.
if you don't wanna borrow firearms, then why are you here?
sorry, people didn't know you're gay?
i never had many friends, and that's sad. and as i've gotten older in this world, it's just gotten more sad.
okay, well, obviously, why would you lay it out like that? because it sounds insane.
i'm sorry for saying that you have no friends really loud in front of all of your friends.
i'm sorry for being an asshole a lot of the time. most of the time. all of the time.
that is obviously a red flag. are we not reading that as a red flag? that's crazy.
oh, now you want a bomb.
in your fucking dreams, which you don't deserve to have. when you sleep, it should just be like, total darkness.
i do want to say... i feel like you killed that guy.
we killed a lot of guys. we'll process it later.
you didn't have to start a whole fight club just to date me. you could have just talked to me.
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sophiegoose · 9 months
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ATSV Characters Meeting Borrowers
Ah yes, one of the classic tropes in the genre, and always one of my faves. Borrowers are great, man.
Anyway, here's my headcanons on how I think different ATSV characters would handle encountering a borrower, enjoy.
[Contains spoilers for Across The Spiderverse]
Miles:
Somewhere between panic and being way too much for the borrower. Can see him doodling at something in his sketchbook, then seeing something fall on his shelf across the room. He shoots some web at it to catch it, assuming it's one of his action figures or similar then screams when he looks down to see a tiny, living person in his hand. Probably freaks out a bit and tries to shake the web off his hand and let go of them but this ends up freaking both of them out even more. Once they're safely down somewhere he's apologizing profusely and is genuinely curious but the borrower is probably scared out of their goddamn mind and he's not helping.
Probably eventually gains their trust some more and once they both set up some boundaries/rules (don't touch my collectibles/don't pick me up like that again, plz) they're probably chill. Can see Miles playing music he likes for them or letting them glance at his sketchbook from time to time or even helping them borrow stuff on occasion. The fact that their new human friend is also Spiderman is pretty cool, too.
Overall, clumsy but well-meaning.
Gwen:
Much more alert than Miles, and probably ends up scaring the borrower when she finds them too. Perhaps not as friendly or as active about sharing her interests with them as Miles, but just as protective and helpful in her own way.
Would definitely let them chill wherever they want in her room, warning them that her dad is the police chief and not to go borrowing when he's around the kitchen, and probably carrying them around to help them gather stuff and the like.
Hobie:
Has known there's a borrower in his home for a long time now, and is incredibly chill about it...perhaps too chill.
Like, unintentionally frightening chill.
Like if said borrower were to ever trip and fall for a high place, Hobie would casually catch them, say hi to them, then just as casually plop them into a pocket on his jacket whilst he goes about whatever he was doing, chatting with them like they've known eachother for years.
Extremely intimidating at first, but once the borrower realizes he's chill they honestly couldn't ask for much more in a human to be borrowing from: he's relaxed, doesn't care if they're out in the open around him, they can take what they want from the kitchen, and he sometimes plays music that they're free to listen to. Once word gets out amongst the local borrowers that this particular bean is chill he's gonna have soooooo many living in his house, lol.
Can totally see Gwen or Pav coming over and seeing, like, a half dozen or so borrowers just chilling out somewhere and turning to Hobie and he's just like "they're cool, don't worry about it" and continuing on like nothing out of the ordinary happened, lol.
Pavitr:
Speaking of Pav, I feel like he'd unintentionally scare the crap out of a borrower by being way too bubbly and nice to them right out of the gate. Like he'd spot one in his home and just be like "oh my goddddds you're so cuteeee! You're like an itty bitty person oh my goddddds" and just be absolutely enamored with them and want to pick them up and give them a lil' hug and just overall be incredibly sweet but also unintentionally intimidating with how attentive and curious his is about them.
After they get to know him I think they'd be fast friends, though: Pav would SO be down with helping them borrow anything they need and, heck, he'd probably even let them go out with him when he's busy being Spiderman, maybe even making/finding a small disguise for them for when they're out on the town with him. He'd totally introduce them to the street dogs and make them a tiny cup of chai and show them to his friends and tbh he's just a big ray of sunshine who gets a little over-enthusiastic sometimes.
Peter B:
Similar to Hobie in that he would definitely know that there's a borrower in the house, but doesn't want to intimidate them and wants them to come out and introduce themselves on their own time.
Of course, things don't work out that way and he eventually encounters them and he's just like "whoa, whoa, relax: not gonna hurt you little buddy." Tbh he has big dad energy all around and would be very chill and supportive towards them, definitely coming off as the hot mess he is but also being nice and trying to maintain comfortable boundaries with them so that they don't feel intimidated when he's around.
DEFINITELY shows them pictures of Mayday and talks non-stop about her and her escapades, and at some point introduces them to the kiddo, making sure she doesn't try to grab them. Introduces them to MJ at some point too, who is A, completely unfazed (she's married to Spiderman: she's seen him drag things much weirder than a tiny person into the house at this point, lol) and is super sweet and kind. Can totally see a tiny spot being set up at the dinner table for the borrower to join them for meals and hang out, probably having to deal with Peter showing them a million pics of Mayday daily, lol.
Tbh, probably the best of the group to end up in the home of as a borrower, Peter would definitely make them feel like family.
Miguel:
In contrast, the absolute WORST Spiderperson to end up in the home of as a borrower. Not only are his senses much sharper than your average bean, but he's also roughly 5000% more aggressive and attentive than most.
The absolute terror of being caught red-handed borrowing something from the pantry as this absolute tower of a man with red eyes and fangs just growls "Put. It. Back. Then explain yourself" would probably put at least a few borrowers in an early grave. Not just that, but imagine accidentally borrowing something he needs for a project or something of sentimental value to him and this already terrifying man suddenly sprouting claws from his fingerprints and chasing after you on ALL FOURS across the house. Absolute nightmare fuel.
Not just that but you KNOW he doesn't care about manhandling borrowers properly: he's gonna be picking them up by the collar of their shirt or squeezing them too hard in his hand while he lectures them on ASKING first before they take something, or growling for them to not to touch stuff for his gizmos and gadgets. He's definitely the man most likely to put a borrower in a jar or cage and interrogate them, and would not give a flying hoot about how intimidating he's being until he goes too far and scares them to tears.
While I can't imagine it'd be easy to gain his trust as a borrower, should the stars align and a borrower manages to befriend him or gain his loyalty he would be an absolute freaking force to be reckoned with when it came to protecting them. The sheer power move as a borrower of sitting on this man's huge shoulder as he glares someone down would be immense, and I feel like he might appreciate having a little pal he can talk to and confide in from time to time.
Overall, big man scary and would be absolutely terrifying to ever have to borrow from. 0/10 would not recommend.
Spot:
Spot I feel would be a bit of a hot mess to be around as a borrower. Pre lab accident he'd be a dorky scientist with a scatterbrain who probably wouldn't even notice the tiny person taking a whole croissant off the kitchen counter whilst he scrambles for those lab notes he put down by the sink last night, and after the lab accident I feel like he'd be a bit intimidating but well-meaning.
Like he's only recently become aware of the multiverse and seen other realms so he's very curious about any odd phenomena he witnesses, so when he finds a tiny person standing in his lab he's just like "ooooooh, what're YOU?!" and immediately fascinated and want to talk.
Definitely would come off intimidating, given he's a big guy with a hole for a face, but being a scientist he's just gonna be asking a bunch of questions and being genuinely curious. Would probably be perfectly fine with them borrowing stuff so long as they don't take anything he needs for his mini collider, and would probably appreciate someone to talk to about his woes (captive audience or not: I mean, are you really gonna say no to the giant guy with interdimensional holes ranting to you about Spiderman?)
Tbh I think the only way Spot would REALLY get scary is post-ascension. The idea of being a borrower and knowing this whacky dude without a face and then one day there's an explosion in the apartment and he dissappears, only to return as a freaky monstrosity whose very presence distorts reality around him and who's gone all-in on his plan to ruin Spiderman's life would be terrifying. How would one even react to someone like that coming back to that dinky little apartment and greeting you, distorting the whole time with limbs appearing and disappearing as he speaks to you in a booming voice?
I take it back, he might actually be scarier than Miguel.
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lunathebee · 2 years
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Pairing: Marc Spector x  florist!fem!reader (with hints of Steven Grant x florist!fem!reader)
Warning: fluff (no I mean, me trying to write fluff for the first time), Steven loves his burrito, Layla doesn't exist just for the sake of this story
A/n: THIS IS PART 1, I repeat PART 1 😭😭😭 Istg I messed up some stuff and I have no choice but to write a bit more and call it a day, I am terribly sorry, part 2 will be post soon!
Summary: For the first time ever, Steven might be better at talking to a girl than Marc, but that doesn't mean Marc just gonna stand and watch him does so.
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Steven is chewing down on a vegan burrito, talking to Gus about how his day at the museum went when suddenly Marc speaks up. "Steven, since when do you like flowers so much?"
It was a totally random and offset question for Steven, but not for Marc though, he is a man who knows what he wants and how to get it in the most subtle way.
"Oh whut? You mean those books? They're not mine, Y/n was kind enough to let me borrow it, nice to learn something besides just alien and Egyptian mythology init?" Steven smiles when mentioning your name, taking another big bite from the burrito while Marc is still starting at the big pile of books about floriography.
"And... who is Y/n?" Marc asked while trying his best to be clueless, of course he knows Y/n; she owns a small flower shop on the road where Steven takes the bus to work every day, always looking so perfect and flawless at 7 a.m.
Sometimes Marc feels a teeny tiny bit guilty about how he takes over the body whenever the bus gets near to Y/n's flower shop, and after a few seconds of staring, hoping to see you, he gave the body back to Steven, leaving the British man confused like a deer in front of a headlight.
"Oh Y/n is this absolutely wonderful florist that I met when I tried to find some flowers for my first date that... didn't go quite as well as you remember..." To be honest, Steven just wants to eat his burrito in peace and finish it quickly, but if the topic is about Y/n and not Khonsu then he would be glad to join in.
"Ah well then, I was wondering if you could introduce --- " Marc's voice starts to fade out because Steven is too into the burrito.
But wait, why is he eating this burrito so fast in the first place? Steven thinks to himself for a moment, and the memory of Donna talking to him floods into his mind, making him yell out. "OH BLOODY HELL, DONNA PUT ME ON INVENTORY TONIGHT, I gotta go now talktoyoulaterMarc!!" Steven bolted out the door, clutching his work bag, leaving Marc *behind* disappointed; perhaps he could continue this conversation with Steven over the weekend?
===☾︎ ☾︎ ☾︎===
"No way... Marc, are you serious? You have a crush on Y/n?!" Steven can't believe what Marc has told him, this is even more shocking than the discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun.
"That is a childish way to say how a man is interested in a woman Steven, and I swear if you laugh at me-"
"No no no, why would I? Wow, good for you mate. I thought you would stick to fighting forever! With that silly old birb Khonsu, am I right Gus? " Steven exclaimed while sprinkling some fish food into the tank and missed how annoyed Marc looked.
'Tch, gimme a break' Marc thinks to himself while thinking about what Steven has said. Did he really spend that much time being an avatar? To the point where he gets lovestruck and doesn't even know how to talk to a girl?
"The main point is are you gonna introduce me to her or not?"
Steven feels strange after hearing Marc say that, what now? A guy who is not afraid of fighting and blood is scared of this sweet florist girl? "Why don't you just... introduce YOURSELF to her? Besides, I wouldn't know how to explain to her that you and I are basically the same, but at the same time we are not, bit odd init?"
Steven has a point though, it would be harder and more confusing if he told you about Marc. It seems like the only option left is for Marc to say hi to you himself (even if he wants to or not). God, how Marc wishes Monday would just come soon so he can meet you.
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avatarmerida · 1 year
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Awww last fic was too cute!! You should do more fics were they're already together. Most of your fics are them confessing or mutual pining, I'd like to see some established relationship stuff from you. I might even write one myself!
Omg thank you 💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💕 I would def love to read your take on established huntlow!
I think if I ever did established relationship stuff if would be like secret dating which I’ve done a little bit before. But ngl a part of me was waiting for a plot twist in Thanks to Them where it turns out Huntlow had been canon the whole time and they had gotten together over the time skip and it barely changes anything like:
When the others go out to catch the bus and Willow stays behind for sec but she runs over to Hunter and kisses him on the cheek before she says “I’m gonna borrow that book when you’re done with it.”
And she winks at him and he blushes as normal and she heads out the door to follow the others.
So it would have some of the aspects of like mutual pining because they’re getting used to being a couple and they wanna keep it a secret at first and Hunter takes that very seriously. Willow does too but she also can’t help but publicly flirt with him every chance she gets. Like she’s always reaching for his hand when they sit next to each other and he loves it but he’s also extra on edge.
And Hunter doesn’t realize how different he doesn’t act. Like he’s still totally enamored with her and he stares at her bad everyone knows he’s caught Willow fever so bad they just don’t know he’s actually done something about it.
And then of course Gus finds out and wait I think this is actually just that one episode of Friends.
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i-am-beckyu · 8 months
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OKAY! sizeshifter thoughts,, this isn't really specific to any character at all BUT the reason i asked about jornos!tommy is because my thoughts apply pretty much directly to a sizeshifter who's primarily been one size for their whole life. so new shifters (whether that be thru magic or just genes)
idk how to summarize any of this....but i am thinking So Hard just about how chaotic it would be for someone to be burdened with newly-found shifting abilities. especially if it's emotion based.
when you newly know about something, you're going to do it a lot, sometimes subconsciously. like, if you learn to spin a pencil between your fingers, you're gonna do it a lot and not even notice!
so, imagine, like for a human, them sitting in class or at work or something and they're fidgeting with something, and it suddenly shrinks in their hand. and like imagine that was important,,, like their phone!!! and then they try super hard to channel energy to grow it back to normal that it's overall useless and it ends up being tiny for the rest of the day because of how stressed the human is.
yeah, sorry mom, i shrunk my phone and couldn't answer your call!
like ???? JFJSVD
orr a borrower has just came back from a borrowing spree, their first in a while, and is munching on a cracker, just in pure bliss at food, and suddenly the thing just grows. infinite food glitch, and new superpowers acquired?!
ORRR OR OR imagine a giant is yelling at the t in their hands, and the energy from how overwhelmed and scared the t is kinda subconsciously makes it's way into g's brain and it makes the t shrink??? IMAGINE HOW SCARY THAT IS FOR THE TINY???? super scared of this giant being and suddenly the being gets even BIGGER. idek if that makes sense but UGHHH it's rotating in my mind !!!!!
just super uncontrolled sizeshifting but for objects. i love it. adore it. eating it. YUM.
and then there's also the part of uncontrolled sizeshifting for their own person,, which is a lot more talked about, but the scenarios in which uncontrolled sizeshifting can happen is SOO COOL!!! imagine it's emotion based, but it can be regulated, but the person isn't good at it yet, cause it's a new skill! you can't ride a bike immediately, so why could you become a sizeshifter immediately? hmm???
hugging someone, and their brain is reminded that they have powers and they suddenly shrink. cutting veggies and their hand slips and suddenly they're five feet taller because their body wanted any kind of cut to be less severe. carrying groceries and they shrink and shit goes everywhere. getting jumpscared and suddenly POOF they're falling twenty feet. signing off a letter and they accidentally shrink a little bit and the pen just loses control and messes the whole letter up!!!! chopping a branch off with an axe and accidentally growing and the pressure of the swing chops the whole ass tree down!! MSHDHVSDVJ good stuff.
OH OH OH and someone who's kinda been experimenting with size difference and has embraced it, and they want to put their shoes on or get into a piece of clothing they like but they can't remember what their original height was so they have to fiddle around with it and end up wasting five minutes getting it just right—cause we know it looks right but it could totally be better
sorry this is long as HELL but i really love sizeshifters now..... :')
— brick
Brick I've said it before but I'll say it again: I would like to take a bite out of your brain and absorb the knowledge and ideas in it please because YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH THESE ARE ALL SO GOOD AND I LOVE THEM!!! Def getting idea's for jornos right now!!! The thing on shoes is making my brain go brrr for a scene idea that I might execute :3
But but but but juts yesssssssss! I love the uncontrolled shifting too! I mean it's something I'm going to keep exploring with jornos so def gonna yoink some of these ideas for future writing (if that's okay of course)
And the shrunken phone thing is too good!!!!!! I love the idea of that and just how inconvenient it would be but also amazing to think that even that small it would still work! The shifter trying to unshrink it and being unsuccessful would have to shrink down to use it. But this also means the phone would be like the size of tictak!!! IT WOULD BE SO TINY!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
THANK YOU BRICK FOR YOUR RAMBLE!!! COME RAMBLE MORE AT ANY TIME!!!
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plantfeed · 4 months
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LO & FRANKIE — THREAD 001.
description :  mostly for my own records bt jst an unhinged text interaction between lo and frankie tht i wanna immortalise on my blog x
featuring : frankie @eclvpses
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
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𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
heeeeeeeyyyyy so i came into fannys earlier and i wanted to talk to you because i feel like i haven't seen you since forever ago but you were talking to jules so i didn't wanna bother you or anything but i was also like. i don't know. jealous i guess? i don't know. i don't even know if that's a thing but like. she's really pretty so if you did like her i would totally get it. it's literally so fine if you like her and if you don't even like me like it's whatever like i won't be upset i'd just rather know so i'm not like. wasting my time or whatever you know. not that im wasting my time because, like, every moment i spend with you is treasured regardless of what we are but also like. i don't know i guess some clarity would be nice but like im also so aware of the fact that im doing the thing i do where i just get super intense n scare guys off and im trying not to be clingy but yeah i don't know am i making any sense right now?? whatever i think you're cool and i guess it wouldn't suck if we like. hung out more or whatever.
frankie noel
hi! this whole text made me very happy im not sure what to do with myself jules is like my sister we’re not a thing in the absolute slightest she’s a best friend i like you a lot tho and i want you to be very intense with me we can hang out now if ur not busy
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
aaaaaaaaaaaaah okay sorry for putting 2 and 2 together and getting 12 is it weird if i say im like. kinda glad ur just friends? not to be super "my parents aren't home" but the family im au pairing for are actually vacationing in PR for the holidays so... i have full run of the house while they're gone 👉👈 or we could just get a christmas drink in town? whatever you want, im easy breezy lemon squeezey 🍋
frankie noel
don’t worry about it, people usually assume the same thing she’s very Affectionate and Touchy (said fondly tho) but i’m glad ur glad :) i can come by this evening, i’m just doing some standard christmas hubbub with my aunts first […] i can have them put together a plate for u?? there’s gonna b a lot of leftovers they always make like 1000x more than necessary for fanny’s regulars that don’t have anything to do on christmas i’ll bring my own it can b like a little christmas date 🎄🎅🏻
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
oh. does it bother you that im like super touchy and affectionate? because i can tone that down if you like. guess some people are just built that way hope it's going well!! love suzette and molly so much, like i know they barely know me but if they ever needed a hand i would literally chew my own arm off to give it to them [...] that's so sweet, frankie. like really so sweet, i don't think anyone's ever done anything that kind for me. are you sure?? i mean it's christmas, so i totally get it if you'd rather spend it with family [...] but if you do come you could always like. sleepover or whatever. borrow my pyjamas and have waffles in the morning. if you wanted. [...] sorry, just realised that sounds kinda slutty!! the last thing i wanna do is make you uncomfy! we'll just see how it goes n if it gets late and u do wanna stay we can always reassess the sitch and sleep in separate rooms like victorians if you want! or not! im chill! will just be nice to see you n stuff x
frankie noel
it doesn’t bother me at all, there’d be more affection and touching if i had it my way from u specifically, to clarify, my heart gets warm whenever we’re even in the same room together the touching’s nice they know all about u, they’re gonna b thrilled they have a fan club now 🫡 […] well you feel like family to me and i spend every day with them, we already did gifts the christmas magic is Over now i want to be with you […] packing my overnight bag As We Speak i can totally get down with the victorian style era if that’s your thing but if it’s not i’d much rather share a room and if we’re feeling absolute insane, a bed at that i don’t even snore or anything i’m basically the ideal sleeping buddy unless this is actually bordering on being overly slutty but. i just like you a lot i don’t rly wanna mince my words or anything
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
okay well you don't need to ask twice. when i see you later i'm gonna like. literally pull you so close that my skin n ur skin fuses together n then we'll have to spend the rest of our lives walking around together like those creepy shining twins. or marykate and ashley when u think about it, marykate and ashley are kinda shining twins adjacent. if i was them i would so do that for a halloween costume sorry. not trying to deflect. my heart gets warm too. all about me? frankie even you don't know all about me yet. it's kinda fun tho. like there's still so much we dont know about each other [...] i've never really had like. a proper family. so yeah that means a lot
i wanna be with you too. idk i was kinda scared to admit it bcos that usually results in me getting exiled for being a needy little cunt but now that you've said it i feel better. and this house is super nice. they have a jacuzzi! no no no we can share a bed. i'd actually really like that. i just didn't want you to feel pressured. oh me too. except sometimes i sleep talk about my dreams. you can be slutty with me!!  i want you to feel like you can be slutty with me. fair warning i might latch onto you and not let go all night. i'd probably sleep with you inside me if you let me.
frankie noel
i think u should know i’m trying to be very normal cuz i tend to freak ppl out with how intense i get its a common theme but ur kinda perfect ur offensively attractive and saying all the right things […] […] if things went my way i’d like take u to city hall tmrw LMFAO […] anyway u can live inside my skin and do wtvr u want to me obviously i’ll be there soon […] i’m rly rly excited to see you 🥰😜👍🏻👀😩
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
you don't have to be normal. i know it's only been a short while but like. there's nothing normal about the way i feel about you. so jot that down 📝 usually guys only tell me i'm attractive when they're trying to get in my pants, and like. sometimes not even then. but i know that's not even your game. are you an air sign? i bet you have a libra placement in your chart. [...] why? what's at city hall? 🙂 [...] you can do whatever you want to me too. i'm not shy. not with you i bet it's such a lovely place to live. if i was really small i would make such a cute house in there, nestled just between ur lungs n ur heart. a real susie homemaker type. and tiny frankie could come home every day n tiny me would be like. i've literally been waiting for u to get home all day? i missed u so bad? n tiny me wld have like. all ur favourite foods ready in my cute 50s housewife dress and apron (in this fantasy i can cook). we'd have separate bedrooms which we decorate in our own styles with a door between like helena bonham carter and tim burton used to. if we slept in the same bed all the time we'd just never sleep n fuck like rabbits probably i dnt know, but i'd be your rabbit if you wanted. you could put me on a leash and walk me round the block and dress me up for easter. [...] sorry i get carried away sometimes. i'm so excited to see you, too 🥺 🥰 😳 can you do a special knock when you come please bcos i just opened the door to some carol singers in my underwear. actually maybe i'll put a dress on
frankie noel
i know nothing about astrology except some ppl i've dated in the past have been horrified by my chart, you make it endearing tho is aquarius an air sign?? what're u?? i bet our signs are compatible or however it works [...] [...] my parents got married at city hall, i heard it was a rather dull affair which sounds pretty lame to be honest, if we got married there i'd make sure it was like something to actually write home about at least [...] i think u might actually b the smartest person i've ever met in my entire life, and i'm not just saying that, idk where u come up with half the stuff u do but it's fun i want to live inside of your brain and just rummage around in there and see what else u can come up with..... also take a sneak peek at wtvr corner i foster in incredibly wrinkly organ of yours it must be a great place to live and i'll be the cook in both your fantasy and irl so u never have to worry about anything :-) [...] NO DRESS!!!!!!! [Sent with Boom Effect] i'm around the corner!!!! i'd run if i was athletic
𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
omgggg!!!!!! omg???? i think we might actually be super compatible air signs are my favourite signs. all of my favourite people are air signs. my best friend siobhan is actually a libra like me which is why we get on so well bt aquarius is also p good. to get the full picture i wld have to know ur place and time of birth so we cld look at ur chart but the internet says we'd make better lovers than friends haha thats so crazy! Image Image Image Image omggggg ignore that last one i have no idea how that got there [...] u wanna take me to the place ur parents got married???? if we got married i would have the biggest dress you could fit my whole family of sylvanian creatures under it. i have loads of sylvanian creatures btw i'll introduce you to them all. i wld probs keep snacks under there for the whole day strapped to my thighs with garters like miss congeniality as weddings are literally so long and if you got tired of interacting with everyone you could just hide under my big skirts and hang out there for a bit. [...] nobody has ever told me i'm the smartest person in the room let alone the smartest person they've met in their entire life 🥺  that actually means a lot. like. i know i'm smart but i think quite a lot it's easy to just underestimate me or whatever bcos i didn't go to college. i think you're super smart too btw but like really emotionally intelligent and so kind. it's so refreshing. omg u cook too?? am i dreaming?? where's the catch?? bad breath in the morning? tiny dick? secret green card sham marriage? think i'd still like u with those things tbh ok gnna do a tit indent against the fogged up glass of the window like a bat signal so u know which house. if ur fast u might even see a flash of nip.
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ohh how about 9. I work at the pumpkin patch and that is an alarming amount of gourds you got there, buddy, with willie collecting the gourds? also, happy decorative gourd season!!
Reggie loves his job at the pumpkin patch. The pay is decent, it's more fun than stocking shelves at the supermarket, and he loves seeing all the excited kids run around trying to find The Perfect Pumpkin. Also, he gets to take home some of the leftover cider donuts they sell at the little stall next to his sometimes.
Also, today he made a baby stop crying by juggling tiny gourds, so he felt kind of like a superhero.
It's not all families, of course. Their clientele also consists of hipsters, goths, cute couples on romantic pumpkin picking dates, people really really into fall, and Instagram Lifestyle Influencers. Thank god he gets to call Bobby when those come around. Bobby likes either flirting with them, or being nasty about their follower count and their 'lazy-ass diy projects', depending on whether or not they're trying to scam them out of free gourds or not.
Their boss actually gave them both cider donuts and a whole pumpkin pie, the day Bobby made an Influencer cry and vow never to return. Apparently she'd been terrorising the pumpkin patch for years.
The guy coming up to their table now, well, he was pretty enough to be an Influencer. Like, really, really pretty. His long hair was in a messy bun, and he was wearing a crop top with pumpkins all over it under a pair of paint-stained overalls.
Reggie really, really hoped he wasn't trying to scam them out of free pumpkins. Because he had a lot. Like, he'd taken one of the little wagons they usually gave to the kids and had a virtual pyramid of pumpkins on it. Big ones, small ones, weirdly shaped ones that people usually left in the field. Then, Reggie realised he’d somehow hitched a second wagon onto the first one, with another pile of gourds.
"That's uh... that's an alarming amount of gourds you have there, buddy," Reggie said, kicking himself. That was neither the suave pick-up line he'd wanted to say, or a customer-friendly meaningless pleasantry.
"I know, right?" The guy said, delighted. "I think I'm gonna need to borrow your wagon to get them all to the car, sorry."
"That's alright, I can help carry them if you want," Reggie said.
"Really? That'd be awesome!" Gourd Guy beamed. "I um, I kind of lost count out there, so I have no idea what my total is gonna be. But my budget is five hundred bucks so... I think we should be good."
"You have a budget of five hundred dollars for pumpkins?" Reggie asked incredulously. God, he really couldn't control his mouth around this guy.
"I mean, my boss gave me five hundred dollars to pick out new Halloween decoration for the Club," he said. "And he told me to make it classy. 'None of that plastic stuff, William.'" He made a severe face, lowering his voice as he pretended to be his boss.
"I mean, gourds are super classy," Reggie agreed, even though he had no idea what counted as classy. If he was given 500 bucks for Halloween decoration, he probably would have blown it on that 12 foot skeleton he'd seen online.
"I'm gonna get some black and purple and gold spray paint as well. Maybe use some paint pens and make some of them extra fancy." William wriggled with excitement at the idea.
"That sounds so cool," Reggie said, as he started to line up gourds and count them. "Are you an artist?" The paint-splattered overalls made it seem that way. He bet William was really pretty when he was all in the zone.
"Myeah, mostly grafitti stuff, though. You can check me out on Insta, I'm under willie.ortega.art." Bobby, who had perked up at the mention of Instagram, wandered over. Reggie wanted to glare at him. For once, he wanted to flirt with the cute Instagram-haver.
“Oh dude, you’re actually pretty good,” Bobby said, holding his phone so Reggie could see. Willie wasn’t just pretty good. He was amazing. His page showed big sweeping murals, as well as a surprising number of custom skateboard decks. Also some little street art scenes in surprising places.
“Hey, I know that one! It’s right near my favourite dog park!” Reggie beamed. “It makes me laugh every time.”
Willie beamed proudly, a pleased smile staying on his face as he gazed at Reggie with soft, pretty eyes.
“Of course your follower count-” Bobby started, before Reggie quickly turned around and shoved a hand over his mouth.
“Back off, he’s cute and he’s paying and he’s mine,” he hissed. He didn’t want to see Bobby try to make Willie cry. Bobby looked from Willie to Reggie and back with doubtful, squinting eyes, before Willie took out his wallet awkwardly. Then he shrugged, bit Reggie’s hand for good measure, and wandered off.
Reggie turned back, embarrassed. “Sorry about him, we’ve been having some problems with people trying to get free stuff and...” He looked up to see him watching him, a flirty smile on his face.
“Oh sure, influencers. They try to get VIP treatment at the club as well,” Willie said. “I was more interested in the other parts of that sentence. The part where you said I’m cute.”
Oh. Oh no. He’d heard that?
“And yours.”
“Uuuuum!” Reggie spluttered, but Willie just grinned at him, helping unload his many pumpkins onto the table. Their fingers brushed probably more than necessary, and the way the guy kept smirking at Reggie’s blush, he was pretty sure it was on purpose.
The pumpkin counting seemed to go on forever, not that Reggie was in a rush. In the end, Willie’s total came to 210 dollars worth of gourds, which wasn’t shabby. They were definitely getting leftover cider donuts tonight.
And, if Reggie was lucky, maybe a phone number as well.
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Imagine: a few weeks after Lenny’s Very Chill and Relaxed Birthday, the Schneiders then witness the madness, chaos, and utter glee of a Lorelai-hosted birthday party for Rory.
"Hello!" Midge cries as she swings open Lorelai Gilmore's front door and stops in, large, intricately wrapped package in hand.
"I still say we shoulda brought booze," Lenny says as he follows her inside.
"She's sixteen, she can't drink it."
"It was gonna be for me," Lenny tells her.
Midge rolls her eyes. "I'm sure they have booze. Lorelai!"
Lorelai rushes up, beaming. "Hey, Schneiders!" she gets a kiss from each of them. "Come on through!"
They follow her into her packed living room, where half the town is chatting away and laughing and eating and drinking.
"Where is that birthday girl?" Midge asks, looking around.
Rory pops up then. "That's me! I'm here!"
"Good, c'mere you," Lenny says, nodding her over, and Rory climbs over her guests to the couple.
Midge sets down the gift and takes Rory's hand, giving her a twirl. "Yep. She's older."
"I'd say so," Lenny agrees. "What do you think, kid, you ready to hit the big leagues?"
"It's all sex  drugs and rock 'n roll from here on out," Rory jokes.
Lenny laughs and gives a clap. "That's what I like to hear!"
"Did we miss gift opening time?" Midge asks. "Because I think I nailed it this year."
"You guys know you don't have to get me stuff," Rory admonishes them.
"Try and stop her from shopping," Lenny jokes. "Open 'em."
Rory huffs and picks up the box, tearing the paper carefully and opening the box on a pair of glittery black Doc Martens, and she yelps. "Oh whoa!"
Lorelai zooms over with drinks for Midge and Lenny, and stops when she spots the boots. "Whoa! Okay, totally borrowing those."
"Not until I get to break them in!" Rory cries, hugging the box. "Thank you these are amazing!"
"Ha! Nailed it," Midge crows.
"You were right," Lenny concedes. "Boots went over better than booze."
"You can get me booze for my birthday," Lorelai jokes, handing them their drinks.
"What's with the awkward couple by the fireplace?" Midge asks, spotting a couple about ten years younger than she is.
"Oh, uh..."
"Those are my grandparents!" Rory smiles, and turns. "Gramma, Grampa, come meet Mr. and Mrs. Schneider!"
"Oh, boy," Lorelai frets. "Yes, those are my parents. I really did not think they'd show up, but here they are."
"Richard and Emily Gilmore, Midge and Lenny Schneider. They live across the street from us for part of the year," Rory introduces them.
"Only part of the year?" Emily inquires, looking curious.
"We're very busy people," Lenny shrugs awkwardly. "It's very nice to meet the both of you."
"We just adore your girls here," Midge beams, wrapping her arms around Rory.
"Smart cookies, the both of 'em," Lenny adds.
"Yes, well, we're..." Richard says awkwardly. "We're quite lucky to have them both."
"Yes, you are," Lenny agrees.
"Gramma, look what the Schneiders got me for my birthday," Rory chirps, picking up the box of boots.
"Oh, those are very fun," Emily smiles politely.
"LENNY!" Babette yells over the crowd. "LENNY! WE NEED YOU TO COME SETTLE AN ARGUMENT ABOUT MORT SAHL!"
He sighs and shakes his head. "Duty calls."
"Your husband knew Mort Sahl?" Richard asks, surprised.
"The man knows his comedy," Midge grins. "Oh! Rory." She pulls another box out of her handbag. "To go with the boots."
"Mrs. Schneider." Rory opens the box on a matching sparkly headband. "Okay fine, that's awesome."
"Another win," Midge beams. "I need to go make sure Patty doesn't try to eat my husband," she tells them, smiling at Richard and Emily. "So nice meeting you."
As she wanders off, Richard narrows his eyes. "Those two seem familiar."
Lorelai gives a nervous laugh. "Do they? No. They're just Mr. and Mrs. Schneider from across the street." She hears the door open and close again and brightens up. "Gotta go see who that is!"
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Re: Meghan v Kate, I've noticed a lot of people have idealized pictures in their head of what in law relations are like, and ppl need to realize it's highly unlikely their siblings spouse is gonna become your new sibling. Like, ppl go in not only expecting the best of their family's s/o but also want to become their bff right from the get go. So when ppl learned Kate and Meg weren't besties it was like this big fued when it wasn't.
that's totally true, and i think there are additional obstacles to keep in mind. firstly that they're also coworkers--there have been many people i have worked with who i might have liked as people but our styles and methods are different so we never got close. it's a weird thing to be combining work and family and blurring the professional and private the way they do, and i've noticed that a lot of in-laws in the brf aren't close, possibly for this reason. even diana and fergie were friends before they became in-laws, but once they were married into the same family things fell apart between them.
there's also the whole culture clash thing-- as someone who lives in north america, there are british mannerisms that i find bizarre. take hugh grant's oscar interview, i saw it and thought he was a bit rude and could be more friendly. then i find british tumblr and they all say that the way he acted was normal for a brit and thought there was nothing wrong with it. it's just about different cultures. i think that's easily what happened with the stuff harry alleges between meg and kate; borrowing lip balm, joking about baby brain. i probably would have acted exactly like meg, but looking at it from another pov where you might have different customs/decorum, i could see how it might rub someone the wrong way.
but you make a good point about what in-laws are like. i think that there's no way initially people are going to become bffs, like you say. i also think that they never really got the chance because of the tensions happening within the palace, constantly being compared with one another in the media, and the issues between their husbands. also that they were at different points in their lives -- meg was having her first child and had until recently been single with a long career, kate was done with having kids (so far), and had been happily married for years and working as a royal (and been in royal circles nearly her entire adult life).
i'd say there just wasn't a lot of ground for them to bond over, so it's totally understandable to me that they wouldn't get along. maybe in another world, under different circumstances, they might have been close, but there's nothing wrong with them not being and that's not indicative of them as people beyond they are different from one another.
tldr; you don't pick your in-laws, and sometimes things don't work out for many reasons that aren't one of them is pure evil.
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brick-a-doodle-do · 2 years
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Idk what to ask you, so you can just ramble
Sorry ;-; (also have some candy cause it's spoopy time 🍬🍬🍬🍫🍫🍫🍫🍫🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭)
woooooooh whatever that lil blockage i had was is completely gone and i feel so much better!! thank you for the opportunity to ramble abt this au !! >:] ALSO thank you for the candy, i skipped out on trick or treating this year so this is a treat (pun intended) :D
🍬🍭🍫 gonna take this into the walls for later >:3c
okay SO
honestly i have been thinking SOO much about ranboo's lil house in the floor boards !! like the concept of mini models is so dsdhsdhf for me (/pos) so getting the chance to incorporate it into an au makes me very hype :D
also the thought of ranboo just kind subtly sneaking into a furniture store or an appliance store and trying his hardest to not make it obvious that he's literally shrinking the stuff in there is 10/10,, very lovely
tubbo and tommy totally confront him about this and then proceed to ask him if they can do it to things around the school just for shits and giggles, to which he of course says no considering that no one was supposed to even know about his abilities
honestly if i ever do get around to writing a part 1 or a oneshot for this au im so excited to write that one scene i talked abt where instead of his bed he wakes up in tubbo's pocket because awjsdfjsdj it's such a good idea i love it C:<
tubbo and tommy, after finding ranboo, kind of quietly help him, if that makes sense,,, things like putting furniture over ranboo's floorboard and making excuses for his late/early arrival, etc. etc. and also of course the basic 'human over-helping a borrower' thing where they leave food out for the tiny version of him even though they know he's perfectly capable of shifting and finding food elsewhere
it takes a whiiile, but tubbo and tommy do somehow end up persuading ranboo into shifting them down. like i mentioned in another post, it takes an immense amount of energy for him to shift other things, so he kinda just passes out for a bit. when he wakes up he finds that the duo has run off and found his mice friends. they claim that they're becoming borrowers LMAO (as a bonus to this, they have him go to a human size so they can experience life as a tiny >:])
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katyleen · 3 years
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This is my first time posting something. Warning though I'm not good at writing and the characters are probably OOC. Enjoy the story :D
[FNF] Lucian x reader
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Found this art in instagram: franbobisdrawing
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Y/n's POV
I was chatting with Girl, Carol, and Annie when suddenly we heard a commotion and a...rap battle?
"Hey, let's check it out." I said.
"Sure. I'm also curious what's happening there." Girl said while standing up. Soon we all stood up and went to the crowd. We managed to squish ourselves to the front and I saw a boy with blue hair battling someone who's carrying a baseball bat.
'They're pretty good. I wonder what're their names?' I thought to myself as I continue to watch the battle. Eventually the battle ends and the blue haired boy is the winner. We all cheered loudly, kinda startling both of them.
"Woahh!! That was amazing!" Girl exclaimed, and I caught her staring at the blue haired boy.
'I am so teasing her later.' I silently giggled to myself as I clapped my hand.
"That was a really good battle." I said. I then looked at the boy with a baseball bat only to see him also looking at me. We both then look away quickly.
'Holy crap he's gonna think I'm staring at him like a creep.'
"Hah! Is that all you got, Lucian?" The blue haired boy asked, snapping me out of my thought.
"What happened to the smirk on your face? Guess I wiped it right off, huh? Just goes to show that bring 'edgy' doesn't mean you're good at anything." He finished. I frowned hearing those words. 'Lucian' looked away when he said that.
"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!" I glared at him.
"Hey Y/n calm down-" Girl said but I continued anyways.
"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" I asked Lucian as he hesitated but gave me the mic anyways.
"Let's have another rap battle. Right here. Right now." I demanded. He seemed nervous but tried to look brave anyways.
"I-I'm not scared of you." He stuttered a little.
"Well you should be."
We then start the battle with me using a lot of tricky notes and keeps on getting faster. He can't keep up and eventually loose the battle.
"This is what you get for making fun of people." I told him. I then went up to where Lucian is and handed him his mic back.
"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." I said.
"N-no problem." He replied.
"Y/n that was so awesome! I didn't know you can rap?" Carol asked, walking up to me.
"I've been practicing actually. Anyways break time is almost over. Let's go to our class." I said and we walk away from the crowd, not noticing someone is staring at me.
Lucian's POV
I didn't expect to loose to some random guy I didn't even know, not to mention being completely made fun off. I could tell Abby was about to say something until someone spoke up.
"HEY! You can't just say that to him. That's rude!"
It was the same girl as the one I accidentally made eye contact with.
"If you think you can just insult anyone like that, then you're gravely mistaken. Can I borrow that mic please?" She asked me. I hesitate whether I should give her the mic or not but complied in the end.
She declared another rap battle in front of everyone. When she started rapping I couldn't believe how good she was. The guy obviously lost and she returned the mic to me.
"Thank you for letting me borrow your mic." She said.
"N-no problem." Damn why did I stutter?!
She and her friends then left the crowd and I couldn't help but stare at her until I couldn't see her.
"Dude you're staring." Abby nudged me playfully.
"Wh-I did not." I said, crossing my arms.
"Let's get back to class. Break time is almost over." I said, trying to end the converstation.
"Whatever you say simp." Abby snickered.
"Shut up. You almost went ballistic on that guy too if it wasn't for that girl."
"Yeah I don't like him at all." She grumbled in anger.
"Wait-what was her name again?" Abby asked.
.......well I didn't get to know her name.
"I think her name is Y/n. She's in class (wherever Girl's class is)." Tac said.
"We better thank her after school then. Better yet, let's asked her to hang out with us sometimes. I know someone will like that idea." Abby said, looking at me.
"Shut up already." I said clearly embarrassed, but feeling a little happy cause I can see her again.
Few hours later...
"This is her class right?" I asked, making sure we're not in the wrong class.
"Yep. This is it." Tac answered.
"I see her. C'mon let's go." Abby said, signalling us to follow her. We then saw Y/n packing her stuff in her bag but didn't see her friends. Probably already went home first.
"Excuse me..." She looked up confused.
"Can I help you? Oh wait-you guys are from earlier!" She gasped in realization.
"Yep. I'm Abby. This is Tac and he's Lucian. We just want to say thank you for earlier today and want to know if you'd like to hang out with us sometimes."
"Oh it's no problem at all. I just can't stand people like that. And sure, I'd like to hang out with you guys" She said, smilling.
'I swear her smile is so adorable not gonna lie.'
"Cool. Feel free to sit with us tomorrow at lunch. Are you going home after this?" Abby asked.
"Yep. My friends already went ahead first. Why did you ask?" She asked, tilting her head a little.
"Then do you want Lucian to walk you home? Y'know...just to make sure you're ok." Abby explained, giving me a smirk.
'Abby I swear I'm gonna-'
"Oh uh...sure if he doesn't mind." She said nervously.
"I don't mind." I said, trying to keep cool when on the inside I'm screaming.
"Ok it's settled. See you guys tomorrow." Abby and Tac waved goodbye and ran off outside. It was silent for a moment.
"...are you ready to go now?" I asked.
"Huh? Oh yeah I'm ready. Let's go!" She said.
We walked in akward silence for a while but little by little we totally warmed up to each other. Turns out we have lots in common. Too bad it only lasted for a while though cause we're already at her house.
"...y'know...I'm really glad I met you today." She started.
"Welp...thank you for walking me home Lucian." She said. She then kissed my cheek and hurriedly went to her door.
"S-see you tomorrow Lucian." She waved at me and closed the door. I was still frozen, processing what just happened.
'She kissed my cheek....and her blushing face is cute...' I thought to myself as I put a hand on the cheek that she kissed. I'm definitely having a crush on her. It's like love at first sight.
'Can't wait to see her tomorrow.' I smiled at that thought.
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I'm not satisfied with the story and the ending but at least it's something :)
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"Clueless" *Part 3*
Okay so my dog ended up being totally fine, and luckily I had most of this written beforehand. <3
PS- REALLY shouldn't have watched the actual movie while writing this...lulz. Count how many actual lines from the movie you catch.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 4
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He drove back up the Beach House, but you and Ariel had abandoned it for a loft in the city, no forwarding address. He asked himself why he was putting so much effort just to get back in contact with you. He couldn’t explain it, it was like something against logic.
He dialed Ariel’s number.
IGNORE.
Redial.
IGNORE.
Text: “Answer your phone!!!”
Redial.
“What do you want?”
“I want to talk to Y/N,”
“Well she doesn't want to talk to you,”
“What did you tell her, Ariel?”
“The truth,”
“I don’t...I can’t even begin to imagine what that means in your language,”
“Oh whatever Raf, what does it matter what I told her? She’s MY friend, not yours!”
“You don’t OWN her Ariel,”
“Don’t I?” She smirked. “I feed her, I clothe her, I give her a roof to sleep under. I even gave her a cute necklace with her name on it, like a collar,” she smirked.
"You're evil," he sneered.
“I’m a saint,” She scoffed. “Do you know where that girl would be without me? Do you know the years it would take in a therapist's office to heal the emotional trauma I so selflessly saved her from? Her life will be enriched and better because of me, how many girls can say that about you?"
“Oh right, like helping her hasn’t served you any purpose?”
“What purpose could it possibly have?”
“Please, if I ever saw you do anything less than 90% selfish I’d die of shock,”
“Oh that would be reason enough for me,”
“Look, I get it. You've never had a mother so you're treating her like your personal Barbie doll,"
“And what, you wanna be her Prince Ken? Or, lawyer Ken,”
“She’s NOT a Barbie doll!”
“You’re right, she’s not. So I’m not going to let you play with her emotions,”
“What does that even mean? For fuck’s sake Ariel, I just want to be her mentor,”
“Really?” Rafael could hear her rolling her eyes through the phone. “You’re trying THIS hard to mentor some girl you met less than 24 hours ago? REALLY,” She chuckled.
“I may not be ‘Harvard’ smart BRO, but I’m not stupid. I know when a guy has let’s say, less than moral intentions with a girl,”
“It’s not like that,” He growled. “She’s a sweet girl, Ariel. And I’m not going to let you try and change her into your clone,”
“Wha--my clone? Please, Raf she could NEVER reach my level. Believe me, I’ve tried for four years. She’s a good sidekick,”
“This isn’t over,”
“Isn’t it? You have ZERO idea where we are,”
“Please, there’s maybe 5 places in Manhattan you’ll go, and they’re all on the Upper East Side. It’s not hard,”
“Well then, I guess we’ll see who’s better at hide and seek!”
CLICK.
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Ariel rolled her eyes with a smile just as you walked in the living room.
“Who was that?” You asked, toweling your hair from the shower you had just exited.
“Mom,” She rolled her eyes. “She wanted to make sure we weren’t tearing this place up,”
“Oh?” You asked, suddenly hopeful. “Was she going to ask Rafael to check?”
“What? NO,” Ariel shut down that thought quickly. “I assured her she didn’t need to send that dog over here to sniff around you anymore,”
“Ariel,” You rolled your eyes with a sigh. “I’m a big girl,”
“I know sweetie,” She walked over and scrunched your face. “Such a big girl,”
“Whatever,” You rolled your eyes again walking back to the bedroom.
“Hey…” Ariel grabbed the TV remote. “Do you wanna watch Clueless?”
“What? ….Why?”
“I don’t know, you mentioned it yesterday and now I can’t stop thinking about a young Paul Rudd,”
“....Who looks exactly like present Paul Rudd,” You laughed.
“I know right? I want the magic face cream he must use,” She giggled as you both sat down on the couch to watch the movie.
----
“See, Cher isn’t a bad person, right? She saved Tai,” Ariel gestured to the TV.
“Am I Tai in this situation?” You eyed her.
“Well, yeah,” She shrugged. “Duh,”
“I’ll take it, I love Brittany Murphy,” You shrugged.
“RIP,” Ariel made a sign of the cross with a kiss looking up to heaven. “We should pour one out for her,”
“On your mom’s thousand dollar rug?”
“Okay, so maybe just pour one for us,”
Her phone vibrated wildly; it vibrated so hard it fell off the coffee table onto the floor. You picked it up to put it back, but you happened to glance at the screen.
BHOLE BARBA: You can’t keep her from me forever, Ariel
Wha….keep who from him? You? Did...was he...did Ariel….?
“Alright, who’s ready for mimosas?!” Ariel said in a singsongy voice as she returned with two flutes of champagne.
“What is this?” You held the phone up to her. She read it, her eyes grew wide.
“I...He’s talking about the Adele CD I borrowed from him forever ago, he’s weirdly possessive about ‘her’,”
“Ariel,” You interrupted her with a stern face.
“What?” She played dumb.
“...How could you do this to me?” You asked with a hurt expression.
“Do what?” She rolled her eyes with a laugh. “Protect you from my loser ex brother?”
“You--! Oh my god,” You couldn’t believe it. Your own best friend was trying to mess with your happiness?
“Oh come on Y/N, it’s not that big of a--” She rolled her eyes with a laugh, pissing you off even more.
“It IS a big deal!” Tears stung your eyes, you hated that you started crying when you got angry. How pathetic was that?
“Why? You can’t possibly be in love with him or something,” She scoffed.
“NO! Of course not,” You crossed your arms. “But he could help me with school, with my career! Don’t you want me to get a good job, eventually move out of here?”
“Maybe I don’t!” She yelled suddenly.
“...What?” You asked in disbelief.
“Look, Y/N,” She sighed. “I...you...we both know under normal circumstances, we would never be friends,”
“...I mean, I guess…” You shrugged.
“Oh come on,” She gave you a look. “You’d have to explain every sentence you spoke to me,” She had crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Oh come on Ariel,” You sighed and sat next to her. “You’re NOT stupid,”
“I’m stupider than you!” She cried.
“...More stupid,” You corrected her.
“See?” She sniffled.
“Okay, but-- still,” You took her hand. "You're my best friend. Do you think that if I don't have to live with you anymore, I won't be your friend?"
"Maybe…" She looked at the floor.
"Ariel!" You cried. "Really? Come on,"
"You come on!" She was actually getting upset now. "Look, Y/N. I don't have...friends,"
"What?" You snorted. "You have the biggest social circle I know!"
"Yeah but--" she tried to find the right words. "They're not like….friends, friends ya know? They're more like…. followers, or leeches, of--"
"Sycophants," you chuckled. She did surround herself with as many people who would tell her she was amazing as possible.
"I don't know what that means but probably, yes," She nodded. “You’re the only one who I can actually talk to, you’re like my little sister,”
“....Right, so…? You think I’ll just give all that up if I move out? If I don’t need you financially anymore?”
“Maybe…” She mumbled. “But ALSO, if that stupid asshole gets into your head about me!”
“Oh God…” You put a hand over your head. “Ariel,” You took both of her hands and looked at her very seriously.
“You are my absolute best friend in this entire world, no…’boy’ could change that! I’ve known you so long, I know you completely. Nothing he could tell me would make me turn on you, I swear it,”
“Really?” She raised an eyebrow at you.
“Really! You held a hand up like an oath. “AND, even if-- WHEN, I get financially stable and can live on my own two feet, I will ALWAYS be your friend,” You used the oath hand and placed it in hers again. “I swear it,”
“....Okay, but absolutely ZERO sleepovers here,”
“Oh, my god, ARIEL,” You gasped. “I JUST want to talk to him about law stuff!”
“Yeah, that’s what he said too,” She rolled her eyes, not believing either of you.
“He did?” You felt your face fall.
“Ah HA! See? Disappointment!”
“Shut up,” You hit her. “I don’t care, we should just be professional anyway,”
“Uh huh,” She nodded sarcastically.
“Are you going to give me his number or not?” You gave her a look.
“No,”
“ARIEL,” You crossed your arms.
“No, then you’re going to immediately call him and give him ALL the power,” She wagged a finger at you. “I’m going to give him YOUR number, and if he calls you, he calls you,”
“Ariel…” You gave her another look.
“What? You don’t believe me?” She feigned offense.
“I really don’t,” You shook your head.
“Alright FINE,” She pulled out her phone and opened her texts with Rafael, typed in your number and hit SEND.
“Happy?” She showed you her phone.
“....Maybe,” You hid the giddiness that was building in your stomach.
Almost IMMEDIATELY after sending the text, your phone lit up wildly.
“Good god I’m gonna get out of here before the nerdy phone sex starts,” She ran out of the room with her mimosa in tow.
“Shut up!” You hissed, mentally preparing yourself for this phone call. The phone call you’d been waiting for for days, even when you thought he was a “player”. You took a deep breath and hit ANSWER:
“Hello?”
“Y/N?”
“Yeah who’s this?” You asked coyly.
“It’s...Rafael, Barba…”
“I’m sorry, who?” You teased.
“Ariel’s….brother?” He skipped the asterisk that went along with “Brother”.
“Ohhhh right right right,” You nodded, keeping him nervous. “Yeah, Ariel told me all about you,”
“I knew it,” He growled thinking about Ariel and her lies. “Whatever she said, she’s lying,”
“Oh so you don’t want to be my mentor?”
“Wha--?” He was shocked. Did Ariel actually change her mind? Or dare he think...a change of heart?
“Yes! I mean, I do! I absolutely do!” He may have said that a little too overzealous, so he dialed it back. “I mean, if I have some time I’d be up for it, if that’s okay with you,”
“I might, maybe…” You were twirling your hair in your fingers. “When do you think you might have time?”
“Well you know I was thinking--” He started, but there was a knock at the door.
“Oh sorry, one second,” You got up and walked over to the door and swung it open to reveal Rafael standing there, right in front of you. He was dressed in a black suit with a pink tie. As amazing as he looked in street clothes, you thought you might mount him right there in that suit.
“I have some time right now,” He smiled, acting as if he was still on the phone. You couldn’t help yourself, you leapt into his arms and kissed him, HARD.
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“Hello? Y/N?”
You snapped back to reality, Rafael was talking to you on the phone.
“Oh! Um, Yeah, sorry what?”
“I said I have some time right now, if you wanna meet for coffee or something,” He half laughed, still enchanted by your awkwardness.
“Yes! Sure! I...let me just get dressed, just text me the address, I’ll meet you in a few,” You were so glad he couldn’t see how beet red you were from that little fantasy you had just been in.
“Sounds good,” You could hear him smile; even through the phone it made you weak in the knees.
You hung up and ran to Ariel’s room, hoping she’d help you get dressed.
What could you wear to impress him?
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did you really think I was gonna say that and not give you akaashi headcanons? 🤨🤨
anyways some of these are general akaashi headcanons and some are romantic ones
☆ he's not the best at art, but he learned basic anatomy + sketching techniques just to create portraits of you
☆ he's really great at poetry and creative/descriptive writing though and writes about you and generally the way you make him feel
☆ once compared you to grass though 💀 but it turned out kinda nice because it was a metaphor for how even when people hurt you you always come back and you keep him (the dirt) from being washed away and stuff 🥺
☆ he has a good singing voice. I think he'd be a tenor, and his voice is good for jazz he can also play the piano really well (it's those long setter fingers 😩)
☆ he loves flowers and either has little potted ones around place or a small garden outside. you've caught him talking to the plants about you. all good things, of course. I think his favorites would be lillies (the white ones I think) but idk much about flowers
☆ he likes to get you jewelery (bruh how do you spell that???), especially engraved jewelery. sometimes it's got random dates on it and you have to ask him what happened that day, and he'll start telling you about something you thought was small but meant a lot to him that happened that day. usually it's a day when you two had a date and he felt it should be remembered.
☆ he really likes musicals. not as in he's a theatre kid (though he could be) but more like he loves the stories and how they're told through song and dance.
☆ he annotates his books. sometimes you'll borrow one from him to read and find he's underlined and written about things that made him think of you 😭
☆ he's very romantic but he doesn't necessarily try to be. he's also naturally very aesthetic.
☆ he can tap dance. I've literally been in tap dancer akaashi brainrot since I listened to "King of new york" from newsies 😭😭 and he's so HOT when he tap dances, he's really good at it but he hasn't practiced/done lessons in forever, so he's a little rusty. but he used to do competitions and stuff and was extremely good at the dance.
☆ I feel like although he doesn't really seem like one to do so, he uses reaction memes in texts somewhat often. not just the affectionate ones, but also the "😐" or aggressive ones (very hot of him to use reaction memes 😌)
☆ he collects mugs! he drinks coffee in the morning so he needed some mugs at first, but then he started getting one wherever he traveled to as a souvenir (and he doesn't travel too often, whether it's for vacation or business it's usually around every other year or something) and now he has a whole cupboard of mugs
☆ he also likes tea. and while i feel like he prefers his coffee somewhat bitter, he usually adds milk to his tea. I think he's also a big fan of boba tea, and his favorite (mine too) is milk tea (made with black tea) with brown sugar and boba
☆ his dream home is an industrial apartment (is that what it's called?) with a balcony or patio. he likes the city since he's from tokyo... I think. he'd love to live somewhere where the skies are clear and he can see the stars, but he's gotta live near the city for work 🥲 though some stars are visible, at least, from that patio
☆ he likes to wear rings. even though he's lowkey insecure about his fingers and rings would draw more attention to them, he likes to fidget with the accessories
☆ he's really good at braiding hair. he hasn't really practiced, he's just a natural. first time he braided your hair it looked really good and both of you were kinda shocked. he's pretty good at hair things in general, actually.
☆ loves holding hands. LOVES LOVES LOVES HOLDING HANDS.
☆ he really likes fuzzy blankets. whenever he's on the couch he's wrapped up in one.
☆ one of his favorite cuddle positions is with you sitting on his lap, curled up almost cat-like with your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around you. and a fuzzy blanket.
☆ he has really long, dark eyelashes and it's so pretty.
☆ he likes talking to you about his dreams and he likes hearing about yours.
☆ he's down to try anything with you. you want to try veganism? he'll join you. want to learn a language? so does he. want to get a tarot reading? what a coincidence, he was thinking the same thing!
☆ he has a little tattoo above his right ankle. it looks exactly like this ☆ and it remind him of you 🥺
have a great week ily nova 😊
OH MY GOODNESS JACK THIS MADE ME SMILE SO WIDE I HAVE RE READ THIS SO MANY TIMES THANK YOU THIS ACTUALLY MADE MY WEEK AJXJAJXNANDNWNDNSN 🥺🥺🥺🤩🤩😭🥰🥰😭😭😳🥺😩💕💕🤩🤩😩😩🥺😩😩😩🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😩💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 IT WAS ADORABLE
more of my reactions under the cut because yes
- thinking of keiji playing the piano always gets me so soft because i can think of his fingers pressing the keys and it just be so perfect (and i’ve thought of some other scenarios with pianos too it’s cute!!)
- the fact that i actually LOVE white lillies too theyre so pretty omg :00
- TAP DANCER KEIJI GOODNESS MY HEART TAP DANCING KEIJI INTRICATE FOOTWORK OH MY GOODNESS I — 😳
- WE CAN WRITE POETRY TOGETHER ILL KISS HIM TOO I LOVE THAT!!
- REACTIONMEMESREACTIONMEMESREACTIONMEMES HE IS SO SEXY ALREADY BUT HE JUST GOT SEXIER
- i’m also super sentimental so the engraved jewelry (wtf is that word) IS SO CUTE and i would love that <33 it’s so sweet to see the sentiments too!!
- HE ANNOTATES HIS BOOKS OFF OF ME MY HEART JUST WENT WHOOOOSH 💕💕😩😩🥺🥺
- NO WAY I COLLECT MUGS TOO IS THIS SOULMATE STUFF BECAUSE I LOVE COLLECTING MUGS
- I ALSO LIKE MY COFFEE BITTER BUT MY TEA SWEET-ISH OH MY GOODNESS?!?! THIS IS PERFECT!!!
- JACK HOW DID YOU KNOW I HAVE A THING FOR FUZZY BLANKETS HOW HOW BECAUSE CUDDLING WITH FUZZY BLANKETS OR JUST SITTING WITH ONE IS SOMETHING I DO OH MY GOODNESS 💕💕💕✨✨✨😩💕
- pretty voice 😳😳😳 yes he would and yes
- i think an industrial apartment with keiji would be so cute <33
- I WILL HOLD HANDS WITH HIM ANYTIME ANYTIME ANYTIME
- i would kiss his fingers when he’s wearing rings and when he’s not because i love him 🥰🥰🥰
- t-talks about our dreams and tries things with me?!? I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I CANNOT FUNCTION THATS MY MAN
- the fact that you literally think he would draw me 🥺🥺🥺🥺 MY HEART
- i would totally watch musicals with him <33 i like them too for the exact same reason actually (jack i’m not even kidding how scary it is that you got our personalities down perfectly it’s astounding)
- STAR TATTOO KEIJI OH MY GOODNESS I AM 😳😳😳 WOW OMG THAT IS SURPRISINGLY HOT OH MY — suddenly i want to match
in conclusion :: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS JACK IM STILL SMILING SO WIDE THANK YOU 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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Movie Nights and Pillow Forts. (Hournite)
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Summary: The team has a movie night and Beth and Rick share a pillow fort.
Warning: None
Categorie: Fluff
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The week had been hectic for the new JSA, fourteen tests collectively, a fitness gram in Beth's gym class, six late assignments for Rick, and sleep deprived Courtney and Yolanda were not having any good times. And that's not even mentioning the ISA and their mysterious plans.
Pat tried to take it easy on them during training, his parental instincts telling him something was wrong.
As they walked into Pit Stop for their training session on Friday, they found the training room to be void of equipment. No half made puppets of the ISA, no punching bags or targets to aim at.
The team gave Pat a questioning look and he explained himself.
"We're gonna try something different. You guys have had a hard week and over exerting yourselves isn't helping anyone out in the long run. So you're gonna take it easy for today."
"Thanks dad," Yolanda and Rick joked.
"So what are we going to do?" Courtney questioned.
"Just some easy team building excercises. You all have to feel just as comfortable being together as you do being apart."
"We do," Beth defended brightly, but shrunk at how everyone stared at her. "at least, I do."
"Yeah, no thanks. Team building excercises? This isn't summer camp and I'm not three." Rick stated.
"Be nice, Pat's just trying to help." Beth chided.
Rick rolled his eyes but complied.
"So what did you have in mind?" Yolanda requested.
"Well, just something easy, hopefully that you'll find fun. Get you guys a little de-stressd."
"Pillow forts!" Beth exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, what?" Rick turned to her.
"Pillow Forts. I never had any friends to make pillow forts or have sleepovers with, but they always seemed super fun to make." she explained brightly, not even realizing the sadness in that statement.
Rick's heart hurt at the underlying weight of the words she didn't even realize was there. He understood what it was like to feel alone. He wanted to reach out and hold her hand but he didn't.
Courtney smiled at the girl and said, "I think that's a great idea, we could build them together as a team-"
"And Chuck could project a movie while we're inside. We could totally have a sleepover." Beth proposed.
"And where are going to get pillows to make the forts, this is a car shop not a mattress firm." Yolanda brought up.
"Pat can go home and get stuff." Courtney offered.
The team looked to Pat, the girls had pleading eyes and Rick looked plain uninterested.
"I don't see why not." Pat said.
Smiles took over the girls' faces and Courtney highfived her friends.
"Ooh, and I could get snacks from my house. Just get on comms and tell me what you guys want." Beth offered. "Of course, if you're willing to drop me off, Mr. Dugan." she said sheepishly.
"Sure, kiddo."
"Yay!"
"Okay, well, let's get going. Court, I'll tell your mom you're staying over at a friend's house, the rest of you call your parents and let them know you'll be out."
"It's fine, my parents probably won't even notice I'm gone." Yolanda grumbled bitterly.
"Same here," Beth chided. "They work at night a lot now that I'm older."
Rick stayed silent, wondering if his uncle would come home at all that night. Not that he'd bother to check on the boy.
"Okay, well be back soon," Beth smiled, grabbing her goggles our of her bag and running out the door to catch up with Pat who had already gone outside.
The three teens stood in silence for a bit before Courtney and Yolanda started looking for good spots to set up their fort.
"Don't forget comms," Courtney reminded before turning hers on.
Yolanda and Rick followed her example and were met with Beth's voice.
"Alright, we're almost at my house, what movie were you guys thinking of watching?"
"Umm, we're not really sure, what can Chuck play?" Courtney replied.
"He can do anything really, oh wait, okay, anything but badly done historical drama or science fiction. He prefers something more accurate."
"But isn't the entire point of both those genes the fact that they're dramatic and fictional?" Rick queried.
"Chuck says some stuff just goes too off the charts. It's more the inaccuracy that irks him. What about something from the 80's, that's always fun. Maybe something like The Breakfast Club, or Heathers." she proposed.
"Nah, not Heathers. That Kurt guy was a real asshole." Rick chided.
Courtney and Yolanda turned to him in confusion, surprised he knew anything about the dark teen drama.
Rick simply shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay, we're at my house, gimme a minute while I look for my keys. Be right back." Beth said before their connection cut out.
"Kurt was an asshole?" Yolanda prodded
"What?" Rick defended. "Beth told me a bit about the movie."
Courtney snickered.
"You shouldn't say profanities around Beth. It would be a shame if her Prince Charming was a bad influence."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Rick interrogated
"Nothing," Courtney shrugged before giving Yolanda a knowing look.
"What?" Rick pushed.
The girls only shook their heads. He was about to say something else when Beth came back online.
"Hey guys, sorry, I kept dropping my keys. What do you guys feel like. There's a ton of chips. And some chocolates. Ooh, I found a huge bag of candy from Halloween. It's still closed!"
"Uh-" Courtney was interrupted.
"Popcorn is a must." Beth added before the sound of something being placed in a bag took over the coms.
"Are you just taking everything?" Yolanda asked.
"Pretty much, yeah." Beth confirmed. "And Pat shouldn't be back for another fifteen minutes so I should have time to grab some pajamas."
"Oh, that's smart. We're just going to be sleeping in our school clothes." Courtney stated.
"Actually, I have some clean gym clothes in my bag, a few shirts and a couple pairs of shorts. You can borrow some." Yolanda supplied.
"What about you, Rick?" Beth spoke.
"It's fine."
"No, come on, we're all gonna have something to wear. I'm sure I can find something, or maybe Pat can get you some clothes."
"It's okay, really."
"Nope, too late, I already have clothes for us."
"How are you so fast?" Courtney wondered aloud.
"I'm magical." Beth joked.
Rick almost said 'yes, you are.' But pushed that thought down to the furthest reaches of his soul.
"Maybe something scary?" Yolanda said.
"I'm not a huge fan of scary movies." Beth replied.
"What about a rom-com?" Courtney offered
"No way." Rick opposed.
"How about Twilight." Courtney said.
"No!" Rick and Yolanda exclaimed in unison.
"Harry Potter?"
"We don't stan JK these days." Beth expressed, earning a nod from Yolanda.
"How about a mystery movie?" Rick proposed for the first time.
"I'm unopposed." Yolanda declared.
"Me too," Courtney agreed.
"Okay, I'll if there's any mysteries Chuck reccomends. He says he likes Clue." Beth provided.
"Sounds good." Courtney replied
"Yeah, sure." Yolanda answered.
" M'kay," Rick added.
"I'll be back, I need to get the rest of my stuff."
"Rest of your stuff," Courtney began. "I thought you had everything, what else are you-"
"Bye guys!"
"-getting?"
Courtney quickly shrugged it off before guiding Yolanda to once again look for a place to set up their pillow fort.
Rick leaned against the table behind him until Pat and Beth got back a bit later.
The short girl came in wheeling a suitcase behind her.
"What do you have in there?" Yolanda was first to question.
"Food, clothes, nail polish, some toiletries, pillows, blankets. Just the basics."
"Isn't Pat already bringing blankets? That might be too many."
"We're making pillow forts, is there ever such a thing as too many blankets?"
"That's fair." Courtney input.
Pat came in, sliding a cardboard box against the floor.
"These are some covers we never unpacked and I have pillows in the car." The man announced.
"This is going to be so much fun." Beth proclaimed, opening her suitcase and pulling out five blankets. Two pillows that had been shoved inside sprung out and we're grabbed by the girl. "So, where are we making these?"
"Court and I decided we'd have a place over here," Yolanda pointed to a corner below the stairs. "And we would tie some of the blankets up and let them hang down and then we could space the sides out with the stools."
"Nice," Beth complimented. "How about you Rick?"
"Umm...I don't really know how to make a pillow fort." He stated plainly.
"Oh, that's okay, I can help you. I read up on it during the ride back."
Rick nodded his head curtly before standing up straight and allowing the girl in front of him to lead the way.
With arms crossed over his chest, the boy listened intently to Beth as she rattled on about all the different ways and places they could put up the fort. He felt strangely giddy at the amount of excitement in the girls voice.
The two settled on a spot next to Courtney and Yolanda, choosing a similar approach to the construction of the fort. Beth ran up the metal stairs and instructed Rick to toss up a blanket. She tied two of the ends around the rails of the walkway and repeated the steps until the fort had four 'walls'.
Beth ran down to Rick, who was tossing pillows inside the fort, taking an excited look at their creation.
"And for some added structure," the girl grabbed two foldable chairs from across the room, dragging them to the fort, placing them inside. She moved one back until it, and the fabric covering it, met Courtney and Yolanda's stool. She then moved the other side approximately the same distance on the side parallel.
Beth emerged from the fort all smiles. Rick embraced the slight smile that made it's way onto his face when he saw her ecstatic expression. She raised her hand to highfive him which he awkwardly returned.
Pat had sat watching the kids build their forts, happy that they were having fun, but stood when he realized it was getting dark.
"Okay, I'm gonna head home. Please, keep everything in one piece. And Court," Pat gave the blonde a pointed look, " the staff comes home with me."
"What?" Courtney, who had built her fort with the help of the staff, asked caught off guard
"Yes. I'm going home and it needs to come with me. It had to go back in its box for the night. I'm glad the two of you..." he struggled to find a word," bonded. But it needs to go back home."
"But Pat," Courtney groaned.
"No 'but pat's, it needs to go back home." he stated softly.
Courtney looked at the glowing stick that levitates next to her. She pouted, but moved her head in Pat's direction, signaling the staff to go with him.
"See you tomorrow," she told it.
"There's a mini fridge and a microwave in my office. Remember, one piece. Night kids, have fun." Pat chided as he walked out the door.
"Goodnight Mr. Dugan." Beth called.
When he drove off, the teens sat in silence before Beth spoke up.
"I'm gonna go heat up some popcorn. There's snacks in my bag and Rick, I brought some clothes for you to change into."
"Thanks." he said as she tossed a large t-shirt and pair of pajama pants in his direction.
Beth went into Pat's office to make to popcorn as Courtney and Yolanda settled into their pillow filled heaven, wrapping themselves in blankets and waiting for Beth to get the movie started.
Rick went in his fort and decided he might as well change into the clothes he was given.
He had just reached for the t-shirt when he heard the fabric pulled back.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry." Beth cried and turned away when she saw Rick was shirtless.
"It's, fine, what's up?" he asked masking his blush by pulling the shirt over his head.
"Um," Beth flushed. "I was just wondering if you wanted any popcorn. She said shaking the bag in her hand.
"No, I'm good, thanks though."
She simply nodded before uttering,
"Chuck's gonna start the movie soon."
"Kay."
Beth shuffled off to give the girls popcorn. Entering the tent she was greeted by Courtney and Yolanda saying, "Hey," in unison.
"I have popcorn." Beth sang.
"Ooh, yay." Courtney praised.
"Give," Yolanda said, making a grabbing motion with her hand and smiling happily.
Beth gladly complied, handing the bag over to the girls.
"I'm gonna get Chuck to start up the movie. Don't eat all the popcorn without me, I'll be right back."
The two girls nodded, grinning, and opened the popcorn.
Beth left the fort and got her goggles, placing them over her eyes.
"Ready Chuck?"
"Indeed."
"This is going to be great!"
Beth took off the goggles and pointed them at the wall across from her, gently placing the goggles on the floor as the opening credits began projecting on the wall.
She rushed back to the girls' fort and stepped inside to see Courtney trying to throw popcorn into Yolanda's mouth.
"Okay, it's on." Beth announced, loud enough for Rick to hear as well.
The girls moved closer to the opening of the fort and peeled back the opening to watch the movie.
They watched lazily, sometimes shifting to find a better way of sitting. Courtney and Yolanda carried on their own conversation as Beth painted Courtney's nails listening to the movie in the background.
As the girls waited for their nails to dry spoke to eachother lowly as to not disturb Rick next to them.
Beth lightly tapped her nails to see if they were dry and Courtney and Yolanda shared a teasing look.
"Do you think he's lonely over there?" Yolanda asked Courtney, just loud enough for Beth to hear.
"I'm sure he's fine." Courtney continued
"I don't know, maybe someone should check on him?"
The two turned to Beth with a knowing look.
"I'll do it," she offered immediately. "Yeah, it's not right for him to be all alone."
She rose from her position and stepped over pillows to leave the fort. She quietly walked over to his fort, hearing Courtney and Yolanda's quiet giggles behind her.
The front Rick's fort was a little open. Beth walked to the side and pulled the blanket back.
"Knock, knock." Beth spoke
"Hey," he greeted.
"I thought you may be lonely. Well, Court and Yolanda thought, but I wanted to see if you needed company. So I can stay. Only if you want me to of course." she rambled.
"Yeah, sure." Rick responded softly, scooting over and patting the spot next to him. She gladly entered and took her place next to him.
Her legs were crisscrossed and she twiddled her fingers, appreciating the glittery polish on her nails.
Rick turned to her, a smirk on his face.
"Thanks for making this with me," he gestured to the fort around them. "It was...surprisingly fun."
"Told you." Beth gloated, bumping her shoulder to his.
"Yeah, you did." Rick said under his breath as he gazed at her. He admired her eyes, the way the light reflected off of them. Rick inhaled sharply before taking a leap of faith.
He draped his arm across her shoulders to test the waters.
She quickly moved closer and laid her head on his chest. A wide smile graced his face, she didn't notice though, focusing all her energy to prevent the blood rushing to her face. She failed.
They stayed in that position until the movie ended.
Rick was half asleep by the time the credits finished rolling. He was snapped awake by Beth moving from her position and making a move to leave the fort.
"Where are you going?" He whispered.
"I'm gonna change then go to sleep in the girls' tent. And of course say goodnight to Chuck."
"Oh," he responded, trying not to let his disappointment peek through. "Okay. Goodnight."
"Night." she smiled and left the fort.
Rick frowned but perked up just a bit when her heard Beth's sweet voice say goodnight to the goggles. He thought it was adorable how much she cared about the AI in those goggles.
He layed back and tried to fall asleep but soon realized it was much more difficult when Beth wasn't in close proximity. He ran his fingers through his hair frustratedly and tried to build up enough courage to just ask Beth to stay with him that night.
But he quickly found he didn't have to. As if the universe heard him, he saw Beth cautiously lift up the opening of his fort.
She looked sheepish as she met his eyes.
"Courtney and Yolanda are hogging all the space inside. Would it be alright if I could, maybe, stay here. It's up to you." she questioned quickly.
Rick nodded his head as apathetically as he could, when on the inside he was absolutely thrilled.
Beth slowly stepped into their fort. Rick made note of the oversized black t-shirt she wore that fell over her light green pajama pants.
She layed down facing the opposite direction as he did, but bot could still feel the body heat radiating off the back of the other.
"You know the reason Court and Yolanda sent you over here was probably so they could have the tent all to themselves." Rick stated.
Beth thought about it for a minute before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, thank goodness. I was worried they were getting tired of me. Phew."
"Why would they get tired of you?"
"Everyone does at some point. Even if it's just for a little bit."
"Hey," Rick said darkly. "I'm never gonna get tired of you. Ever. Not even for a little bit. You understand?" He asked with a seriousness yet softness she didn't see often.
She nodded her head, hoping he could understand the gesture even if he wasn't looking at her.
Beth moved back until she made contact with Rick. Their backs were pressed up against eachother and they both found comfort in the warmth of the other.
Beth lay frozen, worried about if Rick was okay with the contact, but her worries were soon relieved when she felt Rick's hand reach for hers.
They interlocked their fingers, still not looking at one another, before they both fell into a peaceful sleep.
...
Rick woke up to light streaming through the covers of the fort and the sound of giggling.
He looked to the source of the noise to see Beth and Yolanda holding the blankets open.
"What?" He asked groggily.
They only giggled more.
That's when he registered the weight that covered half his body. Beth was practically on top of him, her face snuggled in his chest.
Rick's eyes widened and his system was shocked awake. He heard Courtney smack her hand over her mouth to muffled her laugh at the sight of the boy.
"Pat's going to be here in half an hour. We need to take everything down." Yolanda supplied.
Rick nodded his head tiredly and the girls walked away, letting the blankets drop behind them.
Rick gazed down at Beth, angry with himself for liking their position so much. He groaned internally as he tried figuring out how to wake Beth up.
He gently tried to move her off of him, laying her just beside him.
"Beth, you have to wake up." He tried softly, lightly shaking her shoulder.
She groaned, but complied, blinking several times.
"Pat's gonna be here soon, we have to start taking everything down."
Beth frowned.
"But it's Saturday, can't we just stay here for a few more...hours?" She proposed.
Rick chuckled softly at her question but shook his head.
"It's already light out, my uncle probably knows I'm gone." the boy grimaced.
"I wish you could just live with one of us."
"Yeah me too," he whispered.
Beth propped herself up before crawling out of their fort.
Rick followed and saw she was heading up the stairs to untie to blankets. He saw the pout on her face as she undid the knots and watched the sheets fall to the floor.
"You know, maybe we can do this again sometime?" Rick called up, smiling when he saw Beth perk up.
The team worked together to undo everything and neatly organize their pillows and blankets. They all decided to change back into their clothes from the day before, Courtney and Rick returned their borrowed clothes.
Rick helped Beth stuff everything back into her suitcase and they finished just as Pat arrived.
"Hey guys, how was your night, good I hope?" he questioned.
"We had a really great time," Courtney confirmed. "Thanks for coming up with the idea, Beth."
"No problem, I always wanted to do something like this." the girl smiled.
"You guys ready to go?" Pat asked.
"Yeah, we're all set." Yolanda said.
Beth just nodded happily.
"Help me get everything in the back." the man directed.
Once everything was done, the girls began piling into the car.
"Rick, you coming?" Courtney asked.
"Oh, nah, I'm just going to walk home."
"You sure kid," Pat verified.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Aw, okay, talk to you later Rick," Beth came over and gave him a quick hug before retreating into the car.
Pat drove off and Rick waved goodbye to the girls.
The boy turned and made his way home. As he walked, he thought of his interactions with Beth. He couldn't explain the flutter in his stomach when he saw her excited, or how naturally comfortable he felt by her side.
One thing he did know though, was that Beth made him happy. They could do anything from sitting in silence at lunch, to fighting crime, to sleeping in a pillow fort.
One thing was certain, Beth Chapel was a wonder, and Rick was all there for it.
The End.
Okay, that was my second hournite fic, i hope you liked it. I'm super lazy so i didn't edit it, so if there are any errors please let me know. I'm not sure if anyone picked up on the reference I made when Rick said Kurt Kelly was and a-hole. For those who didn't know, Cameron Gellman played Kurt Kelly in a television adaptation of Heather. I just thought it was something funny to throw in there. If you have and comments or criticisms, let me know in the comments. I sound like a YouTuber, lol. I hope everyone has a great day and if anyone has any prompts they'd like to see, let me know. That's all for today💕💕
Sincerely, Tessa.
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~🌸 anon here~ questions about Nito!
Which of the brothers do they get along with best?
What are their hobbies? (I know you mentioned them, but I'd love to hear about them in detail!)
Do they have any pets?
What's your favorite random fact about them?
What's their fave genre of music?
What do they do to calm down when they're upset?
How do they feel about each of the brothers+dateables?
Thank you 🌸 anon!!!❤️❤️❤️
-Their best friends are Mammon and Beel, since they are the first ones Nito got along with! They love to play fight with Mammon and secretly get involved with his hijinks and Beel is a giant teddy bear to them so they enjoy hugs and cuddling with him, lol. (This one time they freaked out so hard because Beel asked them to sit on his back when he was doing push ups; they felt they were gonna be too heavy until Beel practically launched them off his back lmao xD)
-They tend to listen to music from their D.D.D. and lay around in their room while doing so, enjoy writing mostly poems and small stories about their childhood or fantasy characters they made up (think a DnD campaign kind of story), and walk around the Devildom petting stray animals
-They have always wanted a pet but their apartment landlord wouldn't let them (low-key want to write a story about them finding a hellhound, but like the one from Castlevania; idk if you or anyone has seen that show, but there is a sorcerer who reanimates animals but they usually missing skin or eyes and stuff, so I was picturing a wolf like dog who is missing an eye but becomes their best friend. I got a whole story for this okay lolol;;)
-Random fact: They actually know how to sing, but are super embarrassed about singing in front of others (totally blows the brothers away at a karaoke outing!)
-Mostly any kind of rock style of music, but listens willing to almost anything!
-Okay, so they suffer from severe anxiety and stress induced attacks, so when they get super stressed out, they will lock themselves in their room and hide under a blanket, just either having music playing or have the TV on something mindless to distract their brain for a bit. (I do this with a weighted blanket, so I incorporated that into them as well!)
-The brothers and dateables:
Lucifer - Respects and kind of fears him at first; refers to him as Sir almost all the time, until they get a lot closer in the storyline. They try to avoid him because of how strict he is and automatically panics when he calls their name, lol
Mammon - Best friend!!!! Though at first found him to be an asshole with the whole "stupid human" thing. Would kinda cry when he would be mean to them; but he made up for it by protecting them and being a good friend despite his tsundere ways, lol. (Low-key ship them to an extent as well.)
Leviathan - Scary snake boi. They get intimidated by him and how angry he can get over things. Is trying to be his friend by learning more about the animes he likes and getting better at video games to be at least somewhat on par with him. When they do get close, will stay up all night with him and crash out in his tub bed.
Satan - Study partner. When they can't figure something out, they tend to shyly go ask for help once they get to know him better. Borrows books from him as well, and practices spells with him when he allows it, lol. Their shared love of cats has also brought them together!
Asmodeus - A flustered bean around this demon. They are not used to compliments AT ALL so they freak out when he pays them one and starts flirting with them. They have zero experience in flirting as well so usually ends up saying something weird and makes Asmo double over laughing. (Has a moment where they ask Asmo about adult shops in the Devildom, oof. Another story idea agdjkshsj)
Beelzebub - Cuddle buddy, but man were they terrified of him at the beginning. The whole 'I would totally eat a human' thing made them cower in fear before this giant of a demon; but once they realized how kind hearted he was, slowly started opening up to him. Has to really hide their snacks though because Beel WILL find them and WILL eat them.
Belphegor - Timeline differences. In the one story I have, he is kind of indifferent to Nito, and they don't really start talking until Nito becomes friends with Beel, and that kind of opens up Belphie into realizing they are a good person 'for a human' and they become buddies. I have more details but that's the gist of it.
With the actual Obey Me timeline, where he kills them, Nito refuses to have anything to do with him because of the fear of murdering them again. They go to drastic lengths to avoid him, even at RAD; it takes a toll on the brothers as well. But Mammon and Beel try to work with them to bring some kind of middle ground for them to work with and eventually lead to them having some kind of relationship.
Diavolo - The first demon they actually like right away. They understand the power that Dia holds, and how much the brothers respect him (even if some of that is forced by Lucifer), and they always refer to him as "My Lord" or "Lord Diavolo". Dia always greets them with a head pat as well, and they looooove it, lolol. Lucifer hates how chummy they get with Dia sometimes but eh, they have a friend in the Demon Prince.
Barbatos - Finds him freakishly mysterious but enjoys talking to him a lot. Becomes a part of the baking group with him and Luke as well, lol. Enjoys walking around the castle garden with him as well, just asking him questions or listening to him tell stories about the Devildom.
Simeon - Holy crap a real angel. Is hella shy around him for some reason but is willing to help him figure out his D.D.D. lmao. Enjoys having tea with him and Luke at Purgatory Hall, and often asks him questions about the Celestial Realm. (Learns they in fact do not like the CR because of how strict their rules are and how many restrictions they put on the angels.)
Luke - Little brother, must protect. Defends him when the demons pick on him, especially Lucifer. Gives him head pats even though he huffs about it, lol. Will always go with him when he is going to join Barb in baking.
Solomon - Finds him fascinating. They want to know more about him considering he is a human who has lived hundreds of years. Takes to him right away as a friend despite Lucifer's warning. Will even sneak out with him as well when he invites them places. (Also kind of a ship for them as well, but haven't fleshed it out too much, lol.)
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