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purplerose244 · 3 years

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My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (1/4)

SPOILERS ALERT!!!

Finally Nya's season! Our queen, our water goddess, our amazing girl gets what she deserves! 😍😍😍

What I know about the season beforehand is that Nya's powers apparently are getting problematic for some reasons? Which is a pretty common topic in other shows but it's a first in Ninjago, usually the elemental powers don't have focus and I LOVE that we now get to see stuff like that 💕💕💕

I know there should be Wojira involved, trusting The Island to deliver that little foreshadowing at the end of the episode 🤷‍♀️ Also Maya is back... MAYA IS FINALLY BACK AFTER SEVEN SEASONS YES!!! 😭😭😭

I have nothing else to say, I have no idea what this will bring, hopefully something as good as Master of the Mountain! 🖤

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

Warning reader, I might be fangirling to an extreme because I love mah girl Nya and I've been wanting Kai and Nya's parents to be back ever since Hands of Time ended. So yeah... screaming alert 😅

At this point I don't doubt that the intro is great, we reached such a level of animation and we got The Fold 😍😍 Love the marine vibe and how it's similar to The Island, because it's a great intro 👌

NOW I like the writing! Maybe they rushed the dialogue's quality for The Island to get here? It's just fun and in character, maybe it's just me but I'm enjoying it a lot for now

How many episodes are in this? Wiki says ten, then I checked again and it's sixteen like with Master of Mountain... eh, it looks good so far so it's fine whatever happens 🤷‍♀️

A BIG SPLASH

Oohhh, new villain! One that uses... flames... huh, does she know there's literally a master of fire in the ninja team? Eh whatever she looks cute, give it up for Miss Demeanor!! 👏👏

Wait... OMG IS THAT ERIN MATTHEWS??? WE GOT MACY!! ❤❤❤

Whoa, we're finding out where did the order of the vengestone from season 13 come from?? YAS! CONTINUITY!

Yep, there it is, Nya lost control... her attacks look so cool 😍

Lol that kid trying to be a nindroid and Zane being offended 😂😂 Sorry hun, you're that popular

Aaahhh, thank you Ninjago! You gave me back Nya the perfectionist 😂 I was worried her reaction to her powers wasn't going to be in character but it looks fair so far. Brings me back to Possession, my favorite season 💙💙💙

WE GOT BACK THE FACT THAT SHE CAN MAKE IT RAIN!!! YAS!!! I might be easy to please but I love these details 🤩

🤯🤯🤯 Okay they are definitely going somewhere this time and I LOVE IT, because wow. WOW. Are we actually addressing the forever questioned fact that wind and water weren't elements that Chen needed at the Tournament? Are we giving a reason for them to exist outside the main set of elements and the elemental masters?? Duuuude, season 15 don't let me stop you, keep going 😍

Mm, so water and wind are connected to Wojira (now I see the connection with the special). Are we setting the ground for a new master of wind? 😏😏 It's risky going for a Morro replacement but it's a super intriguing idea! Oooor Edgy Boy TM might come back? WHO KNOWS I'M CURIOUS ANYWAY 🤩

Love how it is universal knowledge that Nya is super indipendent 👌

YES YES FINALLY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT MAYA!!! 😍😍😍 Is it too much hoping into a Ray cameo as well?? Pleaaaase? Also addressing Krux after so many seasons, this feels exciting!! 😊

This is what I'm talking about, training, fighting scenes, show me everything that water goddess can do! 🌊🌊🌊

Aaahhh, Nya flexing her mightiness through anger, just to remind us that she is the descendant of a water master as much as of a fire master 😅

YES YES YES YES IT'S HAPPENING FINALLY AFTER SEVEN SEASON THE FIRE WATER PARENTS ARE FINALLY BACK!!! 🔥🌊🔥🌊🔥🌊 I'M SO HAPPY I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG!!! 😭

RAY IS THERE TOO HECK YES!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 I shouldn't get this excited at only the first episode... WHO CARES RAY IS BAAAAACK!!! ❤❤❤

Omg Maya is definitely different from what I expected, turns out Kai's enthusiasm came from her 😂

Oh look at my flame babe 😍

He's so happy his parents are here, he's a total family man ❤❤❤

Nya is maaaaad... 😅

THERE SHE IS

WELCOME BACK JILLIAN I MISSED YOU 💚💚💚 Would it be too much having a "Your voice sounds familiar" moment with Maya and Lloyd? 😂

I'm so stoked for this! I want all the interactions I've missed for all of this time, asap!! HECK yes!! 😍😍😍😍

Oh, are we looking over the Miss Demeanor, vengestone situation? Mm... for now at least... WHO CARES FIRE WATER PARENTS!! 🔥🌊🔥🌊🔥🌊

THE CALL OF THE DEEP

Imma just slow clap for The Fold because this is another amazing intro, one of those things in this show that stays awesome no matter what happens 👍👍

So Maya gave Nya her discipline and perfectionism, but not the passion behind it 😂 I like this, it's not your conventional master of water, although I'd say it's different from the impression she gave me back in HoT. Maybe this is how she is when she's not trapped for fifty years? 😅😅

Is it too much asking for Kai and Ray bonding while the water women get the work done? 😅😅

Is this the sequel of Green Eggs and Ham?

Green Pancakes and Ham? 😂

Oh it's seaweed nevermind... at breakfast? I'm all for sushi rolls but this is a little 😅 Although since Maya missed their childhood she probably never cooked meals for them... how did I get myself sad 😢

Whoa, Maya is a strict teacher! I got flashbacks from my first and only dance lesson, teachers nitpicking every single pose, uuurrrggg I feel ya waterlily 😡

Again, not a fan of Misako, but coming from her the whole speech about wanting to be there for her child makes a lot of sense

Yes. YES.

YEEEEESSSS KAI AND RAY FAMILY BONDING THIS IS EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED I'M GETTING ALL OF MY WISHES GRANTED FOR THIS ONE ❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤

AND MY FLAME BABE IS SO GLAD HE GOT HIS PARENTS!!! 😭😭😭

Lol with Kai's new hair they look even more related 🤣

Ray also sounds so happy he gets to have his moment with his son 😢 I feel so blessed in this moment 👍

Also this scene makes a lot of sense. Nya grew up to be indipendent, one that succeed in most of stuff without problems, she built her life without any help and doesn't look for it. Kai grew up more insecure, he got some walls up but loves to take care of others and be taken care of. With a childhood lost he looks forward to a bit of softness ❤❤

Did Maya make real bacon for that sandwich? Do I smell some favoritism? 😅 Or maybe she really wants Nya to get onto the water mind setting idk 🤷‍♀️

Little tiny complain, why isn't Jay doing the fixing? Did he give up mechanics completely? It feels like we haven't seen him do tech stuff in so long, I miss techy boy in action 😞

And no, having to check on the bathroom doesn't count 😅

Aww robot date 💜🤍💜🤍

AAAHH ROBOT DISASTER 😱😱😱 ZANE DANG IT YOU WERE DOING SO GOOD NOT TRYING TO DIE IN THE LAST TWO SEASONS!!

Oh that was weird, weird magic purple wave thingie?

I DID NOT ASK FOR A SEASON WITH A BEST GIRL AT THE EXPENCE OF ANOTHER BEST GIRL PIX DON'T YOU DARE DO THIS TO ME 😱😱😱😱😱

"Well this is troubling." I love this samurai so freaking much 💜💜💜

GUYS THIS IS ONLY THE SECOND EPISODE, I'M A LITTLE SCARED NOW 😢

Okay Nya admitting that something's wrong looking so apologetic, girl you don't need to do that you already own my heart 😭

Alright, I'm guessing this is Wojira's power or something, and they will have to go down below and find out why... just throwing this in, maybe Maya did something? Because she wanted to finally be with her family and needed an excuse? JUST A THEORY WITH NO BASE I REALLY HOPE I'M WRONG!!!

Okay, two episodes and I'm BEYOND engaged, let's keep it up! 😍

UNSINKABLE

Getting an idea how this episode might end already 😂😂

Look, I love best girl Pixal, but I'm kinda sad that she seems to be the only one tinkering at this point. Like, I saw Nya fix little stuff, while Jay dropped engineering altogether, I miss my engineers team 😭

Aww, the guys didn't want to crush Pixal's dream of an unsinkable boat 💜 But honestly yeah, I agree with Cole, this might end badly 😅😅

Thank goodness

I was worried they forgot about Jaya ❤💙❤💙 Jay is such a cutie omg

Nya: Mm, going on a potentially dangerous mission with unstable powers in the heart of my element or... mom's tofu pancakes... *yeets herself over the ship*

I'm making too many screenshots of the Smith family... WHO CARES THEY ARE BACK AND THEY ALL LOOK SO GOOD!!! 😍😍😍😍

Aww Ray wants to play with his son and his friends so CUTE ❤❤❤ Still can't believe they play Prime Empire after everything that went down 😂😂

Whoa whoa whoa, Kai and Cole are sitting this one out? That's actually interesting, I'm pretty sure I saw Cole's scuba suit in the sets though so I didn't expect it... lol it's actually kinda fair that the two that used to be afraid of water aren't going 😂😂

Bet Kai is happy to stay behind because he gets to spend time with his dad 😭

Also studying the fire elementals?? Uhm, yes please?? TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT MY FLAME BABE!!! 😍😍😍😍

I'm sure this one scene...

... made so many lavashippers happy ❤🖤❤🖤 Cole you got Ray's blessing

Ninja team acting cool while Jay is being Jay, it's how it always goes, it's the entire show's description and I absolutely love it 😂 That wink though 💙

PIRATE ZANE IS BACK 😂😂😂 Haven't seen him since Possession, and this time he's not even malfunctioning 👌 Pixal is so done with his dorky boyfriend 😝

Of course Jay already has a ghost butler theory going on 😂

OF COURSE IT'S MAYA 😂😂

To be honest muffins would sold me too 😅 Not sure if she will make them out of tofu again though...

It's actually really interesting that we still haven't met the actual enemies, it does build up excitment! Very curious about these squid guys 👍

Well what do you know, the Unsinkable sank. Who would have thought?

... yeah same, sorry Pix 😅

FIVE THOUSANDS FATHOMS DOWN

Aaaahhh, Nya fixing stuff! That's more like it!! 😍😍

Oww, that one speech, I've been waiting for so long for that! Maya just wants to catch up with her daughter and it's not her fault she was separated from her children, but Nya did everything on her own with Kai. Only fair she isn't seeking for her help right now... still sad 😢

Pff, with this ninja team there's not a moment of privacy 😂😂

Maya cleaning his future son-in-law's laundry what the HECK 😂😂😂 To be fair Jay has a bit of a history of having to change underwears during sea travels 😝

Zane was attached to a battery? When?... are you talking about that one scene in Prime Empire? Cause that's not really a flashback I wanna ha- whoops never mind got the flashback 😱

Maya looks more calm now, I think she's trying to act more reasonable and she's got good points 👍 I know people were a little weirded out by how more cheerful she looks in comparison to Hands of Time, but I think she gets the most serious and rational when time needs. That's actually fascinating of her 🤔

CALLING OUT AN ATTEMPTED MURDER

THIS GIRL IS TOO GORGEOUS MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT 🤩🤩🤩 Like my gosh that smirk, what the heck Pix 💜💜💜

Okay but Jay looking at Nya until the doors are completely closed?? CAN YOU FEEL MY JAYA HEART BEATING?? ❤💙❤💙

Whoa green gas I thought this was Nya's season 😂

MAYA WHY ARE YOU SAYING THIS STUFF YOU'RE SCARING ME 😱😱😱 I SWEAR LEGO IF YOU BROUGHT BACK WATER MOM JUST TO KILL HER OFF I'M GONNA SUE YOU 😭😭😭

I really REALLY like the atmosphere of the entrante of the temple! Super sealike and ancient! 🌊🌊🌊

Maya: off we go, into the spooky old temple! (Why does it feel like something Kai would say? 😂)

Oh gee, someone sleeping in the deep, who could that be? Coff Wojira coff

Whoa the jellyfishes look pretty lifelike!

HERE HE COMES

WELCOME BACK GILES!!! ONCE AGAIN ON A LEGO SHOW I MISSED YOU SO MUCH YOU AND YOUR GODLIKE VOICE!!! 😍😍😍😍 Gosh he's a villain but he's got Clay's voice, how can I even try to hate him?? 😅

Alright, knocking down my water girls, that is pretty hateful material... BUT CLAAAYYY 💙💙💙

So they need the two amulets to wake up Wojira? Isn't one on the island? Fire dad and son coming to the rescue? WHO KNOWS BUT I'M ENJOYING THIS A LOT SO FAR KEEP GOING SEABOUND 😍😍😍

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krreader · 4 years

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BTS scenario → foreplay.

pairing: bts x reader fandom: bts warnings: oral sex ; language ; dirty talk ; sir!kink ; genre: smut ; fluff word count: 1.4k+

a/n: duuuude this was so much fun, I had so many ideas!!! I hope you all enjoy this!!!

kim seokjin

Jin wasn't self-conscious, not even in the bedroom and he honestly had no reason to be. He looked like a god when he was on top of you.

But at one point in your relationship, you just realized that having sex with the lights off gave it a different kind of thrill. Not knowing where the hand of your partner would go next, where they would touch you next and what they would do to you next.. you loved it.

And so it had become a little game between the two of you, especially because Jin soon realized how much you loved this. He could make you beg and whine before he even took off his underwear.

You breathed in sharply when you could feel his fingertips brush against your clit, but only for a moment, then they were gone again and you could hear a little chuckle.

“That'd be too easy, right?”

He managed to get you so wet and riled up before sex, that you were literally soaking with want when he finally entered you. And that was his goal, because he knew that it was a lot more fun for you that way.

You could feel the bed shift a little and then a moment later, he gently kissed you, before whispering, “Will you beg tonight, (Y/N)?”

“Yes,” you whined, “Anything you want..”

You already started begging.

min yoongi

Yoongi was too confident in his ability to not know what he was doing and how it was affecting you.

He liked to keep foreplay simple, because he knew it would get him and you the result you both wanted.

Why change something that was good already?

You couldn't agree more, not when you were coming undone in a matter of minutes because he knew where to kiss you between your legs to make you scream.

Foreplay didn't always have to be long, that's one thing he taught you. What was important was to get you so worked up that you couldn't take it anymore and wanted more, with more being his dick inside you.

And when you finally reached your limit and moaned out his name so loudly that he and you both knew that whoever just went into the bathroom across his room had heard.. but neither of you cared.

As you were catching your breath, Yoongi crawled up to you, hovering right above your lips.

“You taste so fucking good.”

jung hoseok

Before Hoseok, you always thought that foreplay had to include you pleasuring him as much as he was pleasuring you. But your boyfriend proved to you that seeing you become a mess because of him was enough to make him rock-hard and ready to enter you.

One of your favorite things to do was this, you sitting between his spread legs, your back against his chest and your head against his shoulder as he was whispering dirty things in your ear and was rubbing his fingers over your clit, while his other hand was kneading your breast in his hand.

“You're so fucking gorgeous.”

You could feel his hard dick against your back and were already yearning for it to be inside of you, but the feeling of his hand between your legs was so good that you couldn't ask for it yet, you wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.

And thanks to Hoseok, he never stopped until you begged him to fuck you properly. Even if you came undone like this, he never stopped until you explicitly asked.

He pleasured you like that even if you came. Fuck, that only made him more horny, to be honest.

kim namjoon

Namjoon had always been an expert at female anatomy, that's why you had no problem to orgasm even the first time you and him had sex.

Want to know why? Because he understood that his penis alone would probably not do the job.

Sex with him was always a pleasure, because he didn't just chase his release, he chased yours.

With the responsible leader that he was, whenever he went down on you, he'd turn on the TV and put it on high volume, knowing what his mouth between your legs would do to you. Knowing that you'd start begging whenever his mouth wouldn't find your clit, but every spot around it to tease you. Knowing that you'd fist your hands in his hair to push and pull, knowing that you'd arch your back eventually and let out load moan after the other when his lips finally sucked on your clit. Knowing that you’d eventually scream when you were close.

Sex was an act performed by two parties. Since you had trouble reaching your orgasm with it, he always made sure to give you one beforehand, so that you'd still leave the room with shaky legs.

park jimin

You'd have a hard time deciding whether you preferred foreplay or the actual act of sex with Jimin when someone would ask you.

Unlike with previous partners, Jimin's main focus before sex was to make you understand just how much he loved you – unless you were both in a hurry, but that's a different story.

Right now, for example, the two of you were in bed together, doing nothing but making out with each other and have been doing so for the past ten minutes. Just gentle kisses that turned into heated ones, but then quickly back to soft pecks and careful exploration of the others mouth.

All the while he was holding you so tight, his fingertips just barely grazing the skin on your waist, enough for goosebumps to form on your skin.

Your hands were fisted in his shirt, holding on so tight because you were afraid he'd go if you didn't.

But whenever he paused for a moment and opened his eyes to look at you, smiling at you and looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes, you let out a happy chuckle, knowing that no, this man would never leave.

kim taehyung

Foreplay didn't always have to be physical, that is something that Taehyung had taught you soon after you and him had started dating. Because thankfully, unlike others, he liked to experiment and figure out what you both liked, not just him.

And this? This, you liked very much.

You let out a heavy breath when you read his text once more.

“I'll be home in ten minutes. When I walk into the bedroom, I want you to be naked, understood?”

He got you wet before he was even here, that's the power that he had over you.

“Yes, sir,” you quickly typed back, doing exactly what he asked after having washed up and then falling into the softness of your bed and closing your eyes for a moment.

You thought about touching yourself because of how horny you were, but as if he knew, your boyfriend walked into the bedroom with his hands buried in his pockets and looking at you from under his eyelashes.

“I know what you're thinking,” he took a seat in the armchair across the room, spread his legs and leaned back, “Do it.”

Also, foreplay didn't always involve your partner, you just learned.

jeon jeongguk

It's not that Jeongguk had absolutely zero experience when you and him had started dating, but when he hadn't known you as well as he knew you now, he always thought that you were this super confident woman who knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it.

And while you were certainly on that road, you hadn't achieved that goal just yet.

Nevertheless, Jeongguk had been so nervous about having sex with you for the first time because he was scared that he wouldn't deliver what you were used to, that he put in a a shit ton of effort researching what it was that most women liked.

And because that was so successful, he just continued doing it.

“Don't stop,” you moaned when his fingers dug into a spot on your lower back that hurt a little, “Fuck.”

Your boyfriend smirked, massaging that spot for a little while longer, before his hands slowly traveled lower.

You gulped down hard, even more so when you could feel his hot breath next to your ear.

“Tell me what you want, (Y/N).”

Massaging you and getting you to be fully relaxed? Check. Asking YOU what YOU want and not doing what HE wants? Check.

“Your hand.. fingers..-”

Doing whatever it was that you needed that day?

“Gladly.”

Check.

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a-merman-not-a-guppy · 4 years

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What I love about your Muses and You

A positivity post by me (Lena) with some commentary by my muses

MK:

You do an incredible job with all kinds of characters, and I love that you do a good balance of good and evil, but you also know how to find that gray area. I think working in that gray shady area is a lot of fun and you really pull it off. You come up with some wild plot arcs and you always find a way to keep people guessing (personally am thrilled about the polyamorous relationship. Nice one!)

Louie: yeah Lou’s been a real cool dude. A R T man. I may not be skilled, but he was always fun to learn with. Someday I’ll learn more. Ashley: Belle like is literally saving my ass with this job. Seriously my favorite person at the moment.

Avarick:

man I’ve always loved writing with you. We always clicked well with that, and I’ve loved all the characters you brought into the rp. I was so so so excited to see that you were coming back and that you wanted to bring RIKU! I couldn’t believe it! I loved it when we wrote horse buddies back in the day, and I’ve loved every other opportunity we’ve had to do stuff. I’m so so glad you’re back to writing with us.

Sora: =DDD RIKuUUUUU. I missed him so muuuuch. Roxas: yo who the f is this Riku guy?

Mckala:

You have always been the backstory queen, and I tip my hat to you. You do the level of research that always blows my mind. I just do not have the time or the energy for it, but you have all these lists, giant ass family trees, you know the works. It’s really impressive, and one can see the dedication that you put into your characters.

Louie: so Elena’s like a sick Crown PrincesS? That’s dope! When you gonna take back the kingdom man? Queen it uuup!

Finn: Adella’s always been nice to me when I would visit Ariel. She’s really talented.

Wilbur: (imagine a happier time) mum’s great! She’s always there if I need her to be, and while she won’t buy me everything I bloody want, she knows what I really need.

Ashley:

honestly such a great person and great rper. I think the most memorable thing for me lately has been Ashley popping in occasionally when she thought I might be upset or bothered by something and checking in. Talking things out and venting together. She’s honestly such a great listening ear, I think we’re really lucky to have her in this rp. I may be slightly biased toward Ashlee T. and Ollie, but all her babes have nuance and I love them. Ashley: Ashlee!!! One of the only people in this world that matter!!! <3 We made it through some nightmares. Things look up from here babe. Wilbur: duuude Ollie I didn’t realize you were adopted too and it’s the coolest fact I got to know about you. It’s awesome to have someone to relate with.

Pet:

I feel like we used to have a harder time connecting writing wise and things were awkward, and I’m so happy to say it doesn’t feel that way at all anymore. The things we’ve written have been so fun, and I feel like (correct me if I’m wrong), but I feel like bringing Chickaroo together allowed for us to start having more conversation and plotting and just. It opened doors in some way. I think it’s awesome because I love your writing and I love getting to connect with your babes more. As you know, Al has my heart now because he just does, and Barrel has also managed to steal my heart. But all of your babes are so great, and I’m glad that we’ve managed to connect better. I look forward to more time spent writing hilarious things like Dipper and Roxas at the bar, or Al teaching Arthur about the internet.

Louie: yo Al’s like the chillest boss I’ve ever had. He’s also the only boss I’ve ever had but still! Cool dude!

Roxas: Dipper’s a nice guy. I hope I can get to know him more.

Sora: Dipper is Mabel’s TWIN BROTHER =DDDD that’s SO cool!!!

Wilbur: duuude. Barrel is like the person I didn’t expect to ever care about in a billion years, but if anyone did anything to him...like...die.

Alex:

I feel like we also used to not really vibe and were awkward with each other, and I’m super glad that’s changed because you’re literally so cool and you send such fun stuff and we just have a great time! I love Nyx, you know that I have an appreciation of Arista from afar, and Haley is just...great. All your babes are. I’m so happy we’ve finally made that writing connection because it’s been so fun to talk to you and get your perspective on things. Ahh it’s great. Can’t wait to see what you come up with in the future.

Ashley: Haley was like...almost cool. It’s a shame she’s such a goodie goodie two shoes.

Dot: Haley’s a good dragon? What the hell? She seems okay, but I’m still not sorry I shot her in the foot. She totally deserved it.

Clarion: Nyx has been my constant companion for some time now. I’m so grateful for her presence.

Bee:

Bee my big bro, my wife, my partner in ridiculous here too. You’re such a great joy to write with, and I love the way you tell your stories. I’m still so impressed by your take with Hera, and how she is as a sorceress. That’s so damn cool! And of course you’ve got the lovely Marie who’s charming and vain and I love that about her. Marie is a gift, your writing’s a gift and I’m grateful you’re in the rp. Not to mention you and Chloe are our resident British experts and that’s great. Thank you for joining the rp and for bringing the perspective you bring. Look forward to more crazy storylines with you.

Louie: yo nerd! Just kidding, wassup Huey? You’re the best big bro a guy could have. Keep it real, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.

Fflewddur: Marie! My beautiful wife! Love of my life! The world must envy me for having the most amazing wife in the entire world.

Sora: Kristoff! Best roomie ever !!! =DDDD hope you don’t mind if my best pal Riku stays with us. Thnx dude <3 <3 <3

Becky:

I mean where do I begin. We’ve had such great stories and ridiculous teen hijinks and theatrics. It’s been such a good time. And of course, there are few people I’d be sure about doing a big plot like the one we’ve got going with Ashley and Roo, but we’ve managed it, and I think it’s been a really really fun story to tell. So thanks for taking that leap with me and letting us tell a ridiculous story together. It’s been awesome. Glad to have you in the rp.

Ashley: well, you’re an alright guy I guess Roo.

Bryer:

we’ve only really had a little bit of time to write together before with Dash, but it was super fun, and even just observing, I’ve loved seeing your characters on the dash and seeing where they’re at. Hatter’s awesome too. It’s great to have him around in the rp, and especially with such a different take than we’ve had in the past. Love the werewolf storyline, love to see it.

Chloe:

I feel like you’re a person after my own heart. Mitte often makes me think of my old Shego muse, and that just makes me happy because I just love the chaos that she brings. I love all of your babes of course, but that just makes her a bit more #1 in my heart. You’re also so chill to plot with and to come up with these crazy schemes. I mean remember how we sort of pitched Mitte turning on a bit of a whim and now here she is? It’s literally so good and you went with it and I just...ugh. I truly love it and seeing the growth. All your babes tell such awesome stories, and this just tells me I need to find a way to plot with you more when time/work allows. Keep up the good work. You’re kicking ass.

Anthony: what a brat. As long as this girl doesn’t cause me any more trouble though I suppose she’s tolerable.

Dezi:

We haven’t been able to interact much writing wise, but I hope to change that someday soon/when time/work allows. Charlotte is honestly such a great character, and I think it’s awesome to see her and Tiana around, I think it’s the first time in a long time...if we’ve ever managed that before? I don’t know. It’s seriously so cool and I love reading your stuff together, and just Charlotte’s stuff in general. Keep cool and carry on writing a great babe.

I wish I had things my muses could say but I don’t think I’ve had the chance to interact with Charlotte. Just Judy before ;-; Forgive me. I still think you’re swell.

Emma:

Boy do I love that you swooped in with your kids. Phineas, Tiana and Aquata are such dynamic characters. It blows my mind, truly. I love them all. I love how ready you are to plot and to throw out great ideas. Phineas has the kind of chaos energy that I love (obviously, as Louie is my chaos energy). You’re so chill with me trolling your babes on twitter, and a joy to write with. Thank you for coming back as well. I’m glad we’ve gotten the chance to write together. <3

Louie: duuuude we gotta do something crazy again soon? Operation dumbass commence? Jk jk Operation Too Cool For School.

Wilbur: what is with that twitter lady tho? Too old to be arguing with teens on twitter don’t you think?

Ginny:

Ahhh i mean we’ve done so many fun things and continue to do. With so many connections and stuff it’s hard not to! I’m so glad you rejoined as I have and that we got to bring these characters into the rp that vibe (and/or fight each other). To each their own. Our kids have an energy what can you do? I think your characters are all awesome, and I love seeing them on the dash. I love writing with them. Two besties, no wait THREE now with Kairi, isn’t that just wild? I love that best friend energy our babes have. Support it, thanks for writing all kinds of good things with me. You’re a gem.

Finn: I love you Ariel. You’re the best of friends. I’m so lucky to know you =]

Ashley: Ashle B!!! Babe you are a rockstar. You’ve kind of been the glue of our friendship I think. I love you babe. Stay true to you and kick some ass in college!

Wilbur: (in happier times) DADDD!!! Best dad to ever dad, person that gets me cool things. Coolest of dads. You rock.

Sora: ????!!! KAIRI???!!???

Hannah:

Hannah Hannah Bo Bannah Fee Fi Fo Fannah HANNAH...I couldn’t resist. You’ve been so great to talk to and write with and honestly it’s been so great to love our babes together and talk about BTS together and talk kpop in general. I’m so so so glad that we’ve gotten to know each other more over these last few months and stuff. You’ve really been so great, and our plots and characters are such a good time. So glad you got my brother, and my best friend. It’s awesome to have and to write with you.

Louie: DEWEEEEEEEEEEY. DEWFORD. DEWEYYYYY….hi.

Louie: TAEEEEEEE. Bro. my dude. Sorry I make memes outta you all the time. But in my defense...your face is kinda funny. Love u dude =]

Sora: Mabel!!! My GIRLFRIEND =DDDD you’re great! I love spending time with you and looking at hot boys! Speaking of...I have a friend you might think is hot…

Finn: Tae! Thanks for being so nice to me and allowing me to open myself up and get to know you. I’m so lucky that Nemo introduced us. You’re a really great friend =]

Jaby:

JABYYYYYYYYYY. Man we always had muses that vibed and our writing just clicked and that always brought me joy. I’m so glad you came back, because your characters are great, the stories you tell are great, and I really really missed having you around. I know we’ve both been busy lately with our own work stuff, but I definitely want the chance to connect some muses again, because I love your babes and you and I’ve been so happy to see you. Let’s figure something out someday when my schedule stuff evens out a bit better.

Jean:

you haven’t been in the rp long, but boy have you made an impact already. Lachlan is amazing!! Truly an icon and I’m so glad that you brought him in. And so glad that you’re here. We’re all lucky to have you. I really think you’re bringing in such a unique take and writing and it’s just awesome to see and to see Launchpad driving around, and driving people a little wild on twitter. It’s beautiful.

Louie: soooooo did you really nearly kill my bro?

Kiara:

We also don’t really have any interactions right now but that is a-okay because you are living a life doing the real life hero work. Truly I’m amazed by you, and I think we’re all lucky you’re around. I hope you take care of yourself and that you do get to enjoy that time to just write and love your characters. They’re all truly fantastic and I love seeing where you take them. Especially Georgette. I think her journey has absolutely captivated me.

Kit:

man you are awesome to plot with. The pirate au was such a good time, just brainstorming some ridiculous ideas. And your ladies are so truly dynamic and powerful and I am so excited to see where you take them. I don’t think we really have had much interaction besides the au, but I look forward to a day where life is less stressful and we can do some more stuff. That’d be great. <3 Keep doing you, you’re killing it.

Lauren:

Man I love your characters so much. Greg is such an icon on the board and otherwise. And I love pushing your characters buttons almost as much as I love agreeing with them. They’re just such joys to have around. Lol well I’m sure Roscoe would argue about that and be all Roscoe, but I’m glad to have him around. It’s been great talking to you and having debates over milk being a capitalist scam. I am glad you’re in the rp, and I continue to look forward to seeing what new things you and your characters bring.

Lauryl:

This go around of me rejoining the rp I feel like we’ve gotten a lot closer and that makes me really happy. =] It all started with a Jimin, how did it end up like this? It was only a...just kidding. I know exactly why. Nemo and your brilliant writing and his connecting with Louie drew me into this BTS zone and then before I knew it there was Finn and Lunch Squad and and and. The list really does go on because we’ve just come up with some really ridiculous and fun stories and it’s been great. Thank you for bringing Olaf and teaching me a lot more about aromanticism, for Atta and that sister bond that I am stoked about (reminds me we gotta do another thing for them that yes). I’m so glad we’ve connected more and that you are in the rp <3

Louie: Neeeeeeeeeeemo I have a crisis of boy things! CRISIS. WEE OO WEE OO chop chop and help me out. Also I’ve got cookies.

Finn: Nemo, I can’t believe how close we’ve gotten in so short a time. You’re one of my very best friends. I love you lots.

Finn: Hyung, you’re so warm and kind. I’m so lucky I know you.

Dot: did you drink water today Atta? You better not be going anywhere crazy without ME.

Lins:

You’ve just joined but I’m so stoked we’re already talking and talking about TORTALL of all things. Like WOW! I didn’t think anyone out there appreciated those books the way I did. It is so nice to be wrong, and to have a source to discuss my fave childhood books. It’s also exciting to have Eilonwy, and I’m excited to interact with her. <3

Sav:

I know life keeps you pretty busy, but you push through and you bring your babes and keep steady with all of that and I think that’s really admirable. You’ve got the older gentleman muse energy and I respect that. I think it’s great that you have your niche. I myself have the teens as we know. I’m sorry we haven’t had much chance to interact, but I hope to improve that in the future. Especially with Seamus. That’s my rich uncle. I wanna do something about that when life gets less hectic. Either way, you’ve got great babes and you’re doing a great job. Take care of yourself lovely.

Louie: soooooo gonna buy me a motorcycle Uncle Seamus?

Sid:

man you’ve got a great bunch of characters and they’re all so different and dynamic and I love that. Ratigan is complex, and he was especially good fun in the pirate event I have to say. Truly loved the take we had on the ship and everything. He’s so great. I also love seeing Eric on the dash, and am excited to interact more with him cause I think he’s just groovy. They’re all groovy. I can’t think of any whimsical things to say but you’re doing awesome and your babes are great. Take care lovely.

Sierra:

I have not had a chance to interact with you or your Tod yet, but I look forward to the day where I can. Tod’s a great character, and it’s exciting to see that he’s come back. I know I saw him connecting with some of the other Swynlakers and I think that’s even better. Love a character with history, and Tod definitely has that. I hope you take care of yourself, and I’m looking forward to seeing more of Tod in the future.

#ooc #some positivity for my bdrp gang #i love you all loooots #there may be darkness #but there's plenty of light too #i'm thinking of you all

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somilkyshaky · 4 years

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Te mando el uber?

Yep, I’m already back with something new!

I don’t know why, but during one of my infinite insomnia, I remembered Joana’s Instagram post “te mando el uber?” during season 2; and I was like: duuuude, of course, you have to write what happened after the pool scene.

So yeah, cute stuff and everything, hope you’ll enjoy!

Saturday, 21h47

“Hurry up!” exclaims Joana, holding Cris the fucking heavy back door we used to get in.

“Come on! I think we can lose him if we take this street!” whispers the blonde, briefly taking Joana’s hand to lead her in the right direction before releasing it, as she realizes what she’s doing, blushing hard. As if my cheeks weren’t red enough…

The raven-haired girl smirks at the situation, blindly following her. Not that I bothered holding your hand.

They both keep running with giggles, as they hear the caretaker, breathless, yelling behind them to stop. After a minute, they were already some streets away, finally slowing down.

“I think we lost him. Are you okay?” asks Joana, half-laughing, half-trying to get her breath back.

“Yes, I guess.” quickly replies Cris, before sitting against a wall, breathing heavily. “God… I’ve never run so fast in my entire life!” she jokes, running her hands through her wonderful blonde wet hair.

“Me neither.” admits the purple-haired girl, sitting next to her. “Especially barefoot in the streets.” she laughs, looking at the small scratches under her feet.

“Poor girl, you’ll have to tell your kids where you got those war wounds.” teases Cris, still carefully checking if it’s nothing serious.

Joana can’t help but stare at her, with a dumb smile. Even with bright red cheeks, messy wet hair and some mascara darkening her eyelids, she’s so beautiful… She quickly shakes her head to come back to reality. “Well, I would tell them that I fled a shitty bar and a caretaker in the same night with a girl with wonderful blue ojos de sapo.” she affirms with a smirk, waiting for the blonde’s reaction.

Cris’ cheeks can’t be redder, as she meets the other girl’s intense gaze. They softly smile at each other, before Joana decides to put her boots on and stand up. “Come on, let’s not stay in this creepy street.” she says softly, offering the blonde her hands to lift her up.

They walk silently next to each other, trying to reach a brighter street; not that this silent is awkward or anything, though… no… it’s really soothing. I can’t believe what just happened. We ran away from a bar without paying; we broke into a private pool; and we… we fucking kissed! Yeah, really, I can’t believe it.

“Should I call you an uber?” softly asks Joana, taking the blonde out of her daydream.

“Um… It doesn’t bother you?”

“Of course, not. We’re not close from your place.” she affirms, looking around them. She’s right. Mom is surely freaking out right now… And Amira… Fuck… how will I explain her all of this…?

“But and you?” asks Cris; I don’t even know where you live.

“Don’t worry, I live- ten minutes away from here.” says the raven-haired girl, pointing a random direction; because yeah, Joana, you’re more like 30 minutes away from your home and you don’t even know where you are exactly; but keep it cool.

“Vale.” replies the blonde with a grin.

“Vale.” repeats Joana, mocking her as usual. Cris’ smile quickly fades as she lowers her gaze, kind of hugging herself. “Eh… Is everything alright…?” asks the raven-haired girl, a bit worried, trying to meet her gaze. Joana, idiota, look at her; she’s freezing. You and your stupid ideas… She starts removing her jacket.

“Yeah, don’t wor… what are you doing?” blurts Cris, frowning as she watches the other girl.

“I’m realizing it wasn’t one of my best ideas to make you jump in a freezing pool while you only wear a light shirt and a not-warm-at-all puffy jacket.”

“Oye, no. I’m fine. Keep your jacket or it’s you who’s going to freeze.” affirms the blonde, taking a step away.

“You just admitted you’re freezing.” smirks Joana, closing the gap between them. Cris rolls her eyes and deeply sighs, as she lets the raven-haired girl wrap her in her warm and soft jacket. It smells so much like her… For fuck sake Cris of course it smells like her, she wears it every day. Why am I so dumb right now?

That’s when she feels a soft touch under her chin, which gives her even more goosebumps. When she looks up, she notices that Joana is biting her lips and staring at hers. “I know that… a bit earlier, I was a little- impulsive and I didn’t really ask you if you were hundred percent sure, so- um… I’m going to do it properly this time. Can I kiss you?” she tenderly murmurs, a bit hesitant with something… fearful in her eyes. Can she be sweeter…? But why is she doubting it? Of course, I was hundred percent sure. Did I do something wrong? Stop overthinking idiot, she is waiting for an answer.

Cris gave up since they got out of the pool to try to hide her burning cheeks; she just grins at her, before pressing a soft kiss on Joana’s smiling lips. Our bodies are freezing, but a huge heat fills my chest. The purple-haired girl slightly rests her hands on Cris’ waist, as the blonde wraps her arms around her neck. So, it was real huh? The bar, the drawing, the pool, and… our first kiss.

#crisana #crisana fic

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haosvteen · 4 years

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seventeen and kristen as bffs scenarios <3

hi kristen and i started thinking about being bffs with seventeen (rip) and decided to make lil scenarios for each other :,) this was really cute and fun so if you want to do it with your moots, i think you should

okay so i know for a 100% fact that mingyu, jeonghan, and minghao would be SO. PROTECTIVE. of you. like i really could imagine you all being out at the mall or something and they would really make sure that no one was looking at your weird or making you uncomfortable

i can see jun texting you at like midnight and asking if you want to go out to a shop with him to get some snacks and just walk around and he would give you advice about stuff

AH like imagine you’re hanging out with all of them and you’ve just been kind of having a rough day and you’re a little sad, so you get a text from cheol asking if you’re okay even though you’re in the same room because he wants to check in on you but he doesn’t want to embarrass you. like jihoon and cheol would 100% be the people you go to when you have like serious things you need to talk about because i think they would handle those situations very well

MINGHAO BUYING CLOTHES FOR YOU!!! i feel like he really would be like such a big brother to you and buy you like suuuper tasteful clothes because he wouldn’t want you to wear anything too revealing so he’s just like “hm, she can’t wear anything revealing if i just buy everything for her”

i feel like chan would take you on cute lil hangouts to fun places like an amusement park or something because i think that you would really bring out the kid in him and he would just want to have a fun time with no worries with you

seokmin would be totally the type of big brother figure that you’d go to whenever you’re feeling a little bit down because you know that it wouldn’t take a lot for him to make you smile, then you’d be all better and he would like treat you to some ice cream or something because BEST BIG BRO VIBES

AHHH i feel like when they have a comeback or something or going on tour, you would make all of them little friendship bracelets and gift packs as a good luck kind of thing this is so cute oml and you’d write each of them personalized notes i’m so fhdasjkfhaslk

i feel like your friendship with wonwoo would be so cute like i genuinely think that you two would just text all the time (because i personally think he’s just better at conversations via text because it allows him to think about what he wants to say and say it exactly the way he wants to). 100% would always ask you how school was going

duuuude i think josh would treat you like he would anyone his age, like i really don’t think he’d let your young age matter?? he’d tease you soooo much omg like i feel like he’d tease you about your age a lot, maybe like “oh yeah, we’re all going drinking tonight do you want to-oh wait i forgot, you’re baby” fahdsjkld

GROUP FACETIMES WHEN THEY’RE ON TOUR like you’d just be hanging out and get a call from one of them and BOOM everyone is on the other side like “omg hi kristen!!! hello!!! how are you?? how’s school?? are you eating well?? are you hydrated?? how is color guard??? anything interesting going on??” like they would bombard you with questions just to make sure you’re doing okay :,)

soonyoung would SPOIL YOU, i tell ya. gifts all the time fr. literally i feel like every time you guys would hang out in person, he’d have something for you. and for what?? he just loves to spoil you because like you’re his lil sis kinda and he just wants to do whatever he can to make you happy aw

vernon and kwan would literally take you everywhere with them. like those two spend a lot of time together anyway, but i feel like they’d always invite you and like pay for your meal and stuff (i’m so soft for this concept) and seungkwan would ALWAYS buy you a little treat like ice cream or something AH

i can see you like randomly showing up at their practices and even if they’ve been having a really difficult day, they just immediately brighten up because you remind them of their youth and the people they’re working so hard for i-

i hope you liked this ily @shoshishua

#kristen :)

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killervibe · 4 years

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Hate to See Your Heart Break

Summary: Barry notices Caitlin's quiet suffering. He's been there before.

Note: The title and lyrics come from this song !! Strongly suggest taking a listen! Also, minor spoiler for Love Is Blind.

For: @manjehaal

Tag: @staroflightning

~.~

Love, happens all the time,

to people who aren't kind

And heroes who are blind

~.~

“Hey Caitlin.” Barry sped into the Med Bay with the evidence he snatched from CCPD not even six seconds ago. “I need you to run tests on these before officer Voogavitch notices I stole them off his desk.” He slapped the hat left from the crime scene in the plastic bag on her table and frowned at her hiss.

Caitlin’s chair swivelled so slowly, Barry had to double check he wasn’t in flash time. “Uh,” he said when he got a proper look at her face. “You’re wearing your hungover sunglasses.”

“I don’t have...hungover sunglasses.”

Barry stared at her. The acetaminophen tablet bottle was right next to her elbow.

“Fine,” she grumbled. Barry backtracked to the light switches and turned them all off. Caitlin let out a little sigh of relief and removed the accessory. “I’m a little...hungover.”

Barry grabbed one of her stools to sit. “Why?”

Caitlin shrugged as she took the forensic sample he had left her and slowly put on her gloves to start the analysis in the dark. “I guess I was a little too indulgent at my pity party.”

“Pity party?” He frowned as he watched her boot up one of her machines. “Why would…” He trailed off at her glare. It wasn’t that it was cold but...weary. He remembered that look. He’d worn it often and would notice as he passed by the mirror at the precinct back when Iris was dating Eddie.

...Oh.

“Caitlin,” he said empathetically. “They broke up.”

“I know,” she snapped. Caitlin folded her arms as she sniffed back her tears. “I know they broke up. I knew they weren’t working. I knew he kept coming to me to talk. And I let him.” Her processor pinged. Caitlin took it out and walked over to her monitor to read the results. “We talked so much. All night, sometimes. Just me and him over the phone. When he was away—After he came back. I just stupidly let myself think that…”

“He’d come back to you,” Barry filled in when she went silent again. “You thought he loved you, didn’t you?”

Caitlin bristled. “Well he doesn’t. Your meta has abnormalities that suggest a similar polymer composition to Ralph’s.”

She turned curtly and returned the evidence. “You need to bring this back before officer Voogavitch notices.”

“Caitlin.”

“Voogavitch. He’s old and grumpy and already hates you.”

“Caitlin.”

“I’ll be fine.”

And Caitlin never says she’ll be fine. Usually she won’t say anything at all. Usually Barry would get the cliff notes version from Cisco when she was finally ready to open up about what was bothering her because as close Barry and Caitlin were, they could never in a million years resemble the delicate intimacy that rested in the quiet conversations those two could have with their eyes. “Caitlin,” Barry said again, touching her arm. “He does. He does love you.”

“Yeah,” she responded faintly, sliding the sunglasses back on over her eyes. “And so do you, right?” She collected her purse and wobbled a bit in her heels. “If he asks, I went to visit my mother. He knows not to bother me for a full day then.”

“What are you going to do?”

Caitlin pushed past him lightly. “ What I was doing before you interrupted me. Sleep.”

~.~

Barry’s conversation with Caitlin left him rattled for the rest of the day. At dinner, he picked at his third plate, which made Iris raise an eyebrow.

“Did you eat those calorie granola bars Cisco made for you after work? You’ve hardly touched your food.” She sipped her drink. “I didn’t make it you know,” she teased.

Barry let his fork scrape against the rice and peas listlessly. “I know you told me not to stick my nose in others relationships again—” “Uh oh—”

“—But don’t you think we should try to fix the rift between Cisco and Caitlin?” “What rift?” Iris picked up her plate to put in their dishwasher, kissing his cheek as she passed him by. “They’re the same as always.”

“I know!” he complained. “That’s what’s so weird!”

“You’ve lost me, Barry.”

He sighed and picked up his own plate, wrapping it in a container to store in their fridge. “Caitlin is in love with Cisco, she has been since like, I don’t know, Iris...Since before we were engaged.”

“Wasn’t she with Julian then?” Barry rolled his eyes. “Oh come on. Julian was her distraction from Killer Frost and Cisco.”

Iris put a hand on her hip. “Barry. Are you sure this is all factual or just how you’ve been seeing it the last couple of years?”

He scoffed as he closed the fridge door, leaning against the tacked up drawings Jenna had made for them that they had put up with magnets. “Caitlin is in love with Cisco. Cisco has been half in love with Caitlin since day one, too. They just sucked at timing and now that Kamilla is no longer around...I think they just need a push.” “We don’t push our best friends into romances they don’t want, Barry!”

“Oh my god, but they do want it, though!” He ran his hand through his hair with a stressed out laugh. “Both of them!”

Iris took his hands in hers, dragging him to their couch. She folded herself against the cushions, rubbing her thumb against his knuckles. “I get that these are your two best friends and you really want to see them be happy, but Barry—for the love of god. Let them work it out on their own. Please.”

He pouted a little, falling backwards onto the sofa and covered his eyes with a groan. Iris laughed.

“What am I supposed to do?” he whined through the muffling of his sleeve. She snuggled up against him until Barry couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her waist. She queued up Netflix. “How about getting you hooked onto the latest season of Love Is Blind?”

Barry perked up immediately. “Do you think there’ll be another Messica?”

“There’s always another Messica.”

~.~

Barry watched Cisco and Caitlin be themselves for a whole other week with little to no development. He still stole her fries when she wasn’t looking and she nagged at him when he’d do something stupid only to get a fond eye roll and an arm slung over her shoulder. She’d tease his meta name of the week and for that, would earn a new nickname rolling off his tongue of her own. She’d let him hug her and she wouldn’t say anything different. And if her eyes darted over to Barry every once in a while after he’d be obliviously, painfully affectionate, well Barry seemed the only one to notice.

My friend, Cisco would always say when talking about her. My friend. My friend.

It made Barry cringe.

Another week turned into a month and then it was Spring. Iris began inviting Caitlin over to go shopping as a distraction. Cisco would turn down Ralph’s offers to hit the town.

Halfway into April, Barry got too distracted to keep score of Cisco and Caitlin’s stalling by a new crop of moderately dangerous alien attacks targeted around Central City. After a call and elaborate takedown with the help of Superman, they managed to put an end to it, content to send some alien children back to their homes.

Team Flash watched the news segment that relayed on Central City News Network in the Cortex as they fixed up the last of the technical difficulties in corresponding with the DEO to send the last aircrafts out to the alien planets, all wiped out and exhausted.

The news reel caught a quiet moment between Clark and Lois in the aftermath, Superman nowhere near in sight. The news headline captioned the footage of them grabbing onto each other in relief as

“Couple Reunited After Alien Scare—Saved by Superman & Team Flash!”

“Damn,” said Cisco around a Twizzler. “I want something like that.”

Caitlin clenched her clipboard tighter and forced a smile. “That would be nice, wouldn’t it?”

“Duuuude!” blurted out Barry, slapping his hand against the whiteboard he’d been cleaning off from their language decodes and translations. Cisco might as well have been the one from another planet. “Dude! Come on!”

Cisco startled in his seat at Barry’s volume. “What?”

“Stop it with the utter bullshit! You do have that! You’ve always had that!” He gestured wildly at their best friend. “Hello!?”

“Barry,” Caitlin warned.

Maybe it wasn’t his place. Iris had told Barry not to pry, but this was pushing all of them too far. He couldn’t stand to see the look on Caitlin’s face. It’s been weeks. Hell, it’s been months. This had to end.

It was too late to salvage what he’d done, anyway. Cisco turned to look at her. “What is he talking about?”

Caitlin’s cheeks flared up as she muttered something incomprehensible, setting the clipboard down.

Ralph took a long sip of coffee, watching the scene above the rim of his mug.

“It’s just a crush,” she said at last, as if she were commenting on the weather. “A silly little crush, Cisco. It’ll pass.” She ignored Barry as she briskly walked across the room, her eyes flickering for a moment as her hands shook.

“Stop,” she said to nobody in the room, in a hushed, direct tone. It must’ve been for Frost. “Stop it. I’m fine on my own.”

They all watched as she left.

“Okaaaay,” said Cisco. “I’m very confused. What the hell just happened?”

Barry kept his mouth shut already knowing Iris would kill him.

Cisco sat up on the monitor desk and dropped his candy. “Barry, I mean no offence, but how is it that—again, no offence—”

“—Little taken.”

“ How the hell does Caitlin have feelings for someone suddenly and she decided that you’re the first to know?”

“Does that bother you?” Barry countered.

“That she told you first!? I just said that!”

“No, it bothers you that she likes someone.”

That took Cisco by surprise. “What—No?”

“You hesitated.”

“No.”

Barry shared a glance with Ralph, who merely rolled his eyes. “Yes, you did.”

“So what does it bother me?” he lamented. “Why wouldn’t it? I don’t even know who this person is!?” Cisco frowned deeply, brushing a hand over his hair. “Do we know him? When did this happen?”

“Buddy,” said Ralph with feeling as he stretched his limbs, deciding to follow Caitlin in case Frost turned up after all. “Listen to yourself.”

“I’m listening to myself just fine!”

“Uh.” Barry squinted at him. “Are you, really?”

Fine!” Cisco yelled, jumping down. Barry blinked. That was easy. “Maybe I’m concerned that Caitlin is falling in love again!”

“Why would that be a problem? You love Caitlin and want her to be happy.”

“I know!” Cisco shouted. “I love her and I want her to be happy but god for once, why can’t she just be happy with me?”

His words roared in Barry’s ears. Cisco himself blinked at his own outburst, shocked.

Finally. Finally!!!!!!

A ridiculous grin threatened to split Barry’s face, tremendously relieved that he didn’t have to suffer through this anymore. He reached for his pocket to text Iris about this new development with about a thousand exclamation points and a fireworks screen for emphasis.

“Cisco.”

The men turned on their heels, horrified to find Caitlin back in the entryway of the Cortex.

Cisco’s face went ashy. Barry nearly dropped his phone.

“Caitlin—“

She shook her head, cutting Cisco off, a dangerous look in her eye. “Do you know how selfish you sound? You don’t want me with other people but you don’t want me either!?!”

“What!?”

“How many times have I heard you talk about wanting someone normal? How many times did I have to spell it out for you? How much you mean to me—How many more ways am I supposed to!?”

“The clearest way, Caitlin,” Barry cut in quietly. “It’s not that he’s not interested. He doesn’t know.”

Cisco was now in front of her, imploring. “I don’t know what?”

Caitlin swallowed, tearing her eyes from Barry back to Cisco. “I want to be with you,” she confessed. “It’s not just a crush. It’s not going to pass. I’m so in love with you I'm sick with it.”

It seemed as though Cisco’s mind churned and churned until any coherence jumbled into alphabet soup. “You—? Me?”

Barry smiled.

Caitlin nodded and tugged on Cisco’s shirt hem as he stumbled closer. Barry remembered the weary look in Caitlin’s eyes when he’d caught her hungover weeks ago. It was making its reappearance.

“I’m not normal—“

“—Caitlin.” That was all it took to snap Cisco’s brain cells back into formation.

“—I’m not wife material anymore, I get that.”

“Caitlin!”

“—But I’m happy with you. I’m so happy with you, Cisco—We don’t need anything else. We don’t have to change or be any different—You’re enough for me and that’s all I’ve ever really cared for—

“Caitlin.”

“—And I understand that you see me like a sister and how this is a total shock but I really thought—You were calling me Cait and sometimes you’d look at me and I’d let myself think—“

“Caitlin!” Cisco held her face in his hands to get her to stop talking. She seized, her words stolen away at their proximity, at his touch on her skin. Her eyes caught in his gaze.

“Cait,” he said much more softly, reverenced. He thumbed her cheek and leaned forward until their foreheads were pressed together. Caitlin closed her eyes, her shoulders slumping as he slid his hands down her face, her neck, the curve of her shoulders. Arms wrapped around her entirely as they stilled in the hallway.

Barry couldn’t dare move if he tried. He was mistaken, what he thought he saw before. The lines of pain etched into her face, the guarded stiffness in her posture when she finally told him what she wanted. There was something different in the way she held herself and looked at Cisco now. It was not weary and miserable, but yearning and delicate. A heartsickness that despite all the fatigue he’d seen it carry over Caitlin now rested in the same place that signalled newfound strength.

“I don’t expect you to suddenly develop feelings for me overnight—“ she whispered.

“Well that’s impossible,” Cisco murmured into her hair. She stiffened in his arms but he simply held her tighter, continuing. “I already love you more than anything in my life.”

Caitlin startled backwards, covering her mouth with her hand. She made a noise like a yelp. “I thought I was imagining it. I felt like I was going crazy!”

Barry sighed, folding his arms across his chest as he took a seat by the monitors. “I told you!”

They both turned to glare at him, but only for a second. Cisco was immediately drawn back to Caitlin, walking backwards to lead her into the Cortex from their spot in the hallway. “No. No, no, no.” He promised. ”This is my fault, I’m sorry. Every time I was hurt or worried or upset when I was with Kamilla—I just wanted to speak to you. And when I finally admitted to myself it wasn’t working...I was too scared to admit to myself I just wanted to run directly to you, then too.”

Her breath hitched.

“But I didn’t know,” he said. “That it was the same way for you. You told me in Antarctica that you didn’t want to get in the way of me starting a family—I assumed…” Cisco paused abruptly. “You were in the way,” he realized breathlessly. “You were always in the way—Mmph!”

Barry’s heart flipped for the both of them, a dumb smile lighting up his face when Caitlin kissed the hell out of Cisco.

The meta alert dinged on Barry’s phone. He slammed down on the space bar to silence the building alarms before they could jolt them apart. He leaned his chin against his palms as his elbows relaxed against the keyboard with a happy sigh.

Lois and Clark were in town. Superman could get this one.

~.~

For all the air that's in your lungs

For all the joy that is to come

For all the things that you're alive to feel

Just let the pain remind you hearts can heal

#the flash #killervibe #fluff #cisco ramon #caitlin snow #tkv fic #corona fic

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One More Thing to Deal With

“How about one where dan-o grows fangs as part of his ghost self maturing… How will everyone react in school when Danny suddenly looks like a vampire?” - “Guest” (a Guest) on fanfiction.net (Supplemented by @danphanwritingprompts on Tumblr: “When you walk the fine line of being both dead and alive, it shouldn’t be much of a shocker to find out that it renders you immortal to aging and natural death.”)

Ch.1 of “Adventures of Alex the Vampire Hunter”

“That’s the fifth one this week, right?” asked Sam. “Yeah…” Danny grunted. “They’re really that fast?” asked Tucker. “Seems like it,” Danny grumbled. “Jeez… That’s rough, man.”

For the past couple weeks, random citizens of Amity Park had been attacked by what they described as a “vampire ghost.” And every time Danny’s ghost sense would go off, he’d go to catch it -- but it would be gone by the time he got there. And it wasn’t like he had to stall to come up with an excuse to leave anymore; he’d long since decided to play the “quiet, no-trouble teen” to avoid unnecessary questions. (And besides, everyone was used to him rushing out of rooms without warning by now. It was “normal.”)

“And now, not only do I have to deal with a vampire, I have to deal with looking like one, too!” “Woah! Your fangs came in?!” Walking backwards now, Sam leaned around in front of him, staring at his mouth. He opened it obligingly. “Awesome…!” Danny closed his mouth with a snap. “Glad you’re enjoying it.”

She returned to walking on Danny’s right. “Come on. How can you expect me NOT to love it? But that does make me wonder -- weren’t they only supposed to show up in-” “-In my ghost form? Yeah, they were. And none of the ghosts know what’s going on, either. I even asked Vlad. And y’know what he said?” He wrinkled his nose and gave his best Vlad impression: “‘It’s probably because your ghost and human halves are more connected and balanced than my own. Why, you might even be immortal, my boy!’” Sam and Tuck’s eyes widened. “Duuuude… That. Would. Be. -” “I swear, if you say ‘awesome,’ I’m not playing Doomed with you for a month.” “But wouldn’t it!?” “Maybe, but I’m not exactly planning on checking!”

“Well, look at the bright side,” Sam interjected. “At least the fangs aren’t that noticeable.” Danny raised an eyebrow at her. “They really aren’t!” said Tucker, patting Danny on the shoulder. “If you guys are sure.” He sighed, “…Not that there’s anything I could do about it anyway. I tried filing them down and they just came back after I transformed.” Leaning back, he put his hands behind his head and looked at the sky. “Whatever. Just one more thing I have deal with.”

Alex walked into the office, put the slip of paper in their hand in the tray, and walked right back out. It was a doctor’s note for their cousin Avery. They’d been attacked by the vampire and, because of their anemia, Avery had had to stay home for the day. Everyone kept saying Phantom would catch this “ghost” soon, but Alex knew better. They’d lived in Amity their whole lives. Ghosts don’t suck blood. Not even so-called “vampire ghosts!” And now… Alex could do something about it!

They’d noticed it during lunch: The boy with the fangs. It was odd, because no one else seemed to care. They’d pointed out the boy to one of their upper-classmen friends, who just shrugged and said “The Fentons are weird.” So they’d asked around more -- but kept getting the same answers: Sure, he got injured a lot. Sure, he healed fast. Sure, he didn’t really talk to anyone anymore. Sure, he ran off randomly sometimes. Sure, he didn’t look any different in his senior year than he did as a freshman. And sure, his canine teeth looked longer than normal now. But, hey. “The Fentons are weird.”

So it was up to Alex.

Sunlight didn’t affect him, clearly. So they tried the most inconspicuous thing first: They dumped a bottle of holy water on him. … Nothing happened. Next they tried putting garlic in his food during lunch. It took a few days, but they knew a ghost attack would happen. And when it did, they used the distraction. … But he ate it just fine.

Alex was almost ready to admit they were wrong -- but they had one more trick up their sleeves. Alex took the sharp, needle-like end of one of their spiral notebooks -- and twisted it out just a centimeter. And when they passed Danny in the hallway, they managed to scratch his arm. He flinched, hissed, and quickly tried to hide it -- but too late. Alex kept walking, but they saw it. His arm healed almost immediately.

So when Avery was attacked again, and this time… sent to the hospital… Alex knew what they had to do.

Danny might not have been the brightest student, but he’d gotten pretty good instincts after three years of fighting ghosts. He’d had to. So of course he’d noticed the freshman following him around.

He wasn’t sure what their problem was with him, but he figured it was just a case of a new person being weirded-out by “that Fenton kid.” He didn’t expect them to stop staring at him for while -- he even expected they might prank him again, like with the water-bottle. But he DEFINITELY wasn’t expecting to get freaking stabbed through the heart with a wooden stake!!!

… But when it didn’t kill him… He did the only thing he could think of: called Sam and Tuck. “So, uh… Good news and bad news. “The good news is: It looks like I AM immortal. Bad news:

“I think I just scarred a Freshman for life.”

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madphantom · 4 years

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Phantasm - Chapter 16

The judge and jury were all there, the accusers and accused, all the witnesses, just one person was missing - the attorney.

Phoenix nervously checked her watch. "Where the hell is she?"

"She'll be late, but on time," was all Winslow said. Phoenix rolled her eyes.

Suddenly, without knocking, the door flew open. A woman in black combat boots, black leather and a biker helmet marched into the room.

"Sorry, I'm late," she apologized, taking off the helmet and freeing her blonde curls. "Traffic." It was Emmy.

"Miss Leach, you are, in fact, very late," the judge said.

She shrugged it off and sat down. "Continue."

"And you are the attorney?", the judge asked in disbelief. "Are you sure you're the right person?"

"If I weren't sure who I am we'd have a problem." She smiled coldly. "But I am. Emmeline Joan Leach. Here to accuse the Swan foundation and Death Records company of the false accusation, imprisonment and murder of Winslow Leach. Tada."

Phoenix gave her a tiny thumbs up and Emmy winked at her.

The judge sighed. "All right. Prosecution? You may call your first witness."

It was Casey English, one of the two singers Winslow and Phoenix had met at Swanage. Quietly she told the judge about how she'd talked to Winslow, how he'd told her it was his music and how she'd been raped by Philbin.

The judge nodded. "Okay. Prosecution? You may call the second witness."

"How many witnesses are there?", Jenny whispered to Phoenix as Joan stepped forward.

"Twenty-five," Phoenix replied as quietly as she could.

"Then this is going to be a long night."

Phoenix nodded and sighed. "Yep."

Three hours later, the judge finally, with a sigh, concluded: "Both the prosecution and the defense have now rested their cases. The attorneys will now present their final arguments. Please remember, what the attorneys say is not evidence. However, do listen closely. They are intended to aid you in understanding the case. Prosecution, you may begin." It was dark in the courtroom already. Everyone was too concentrated to switch on the lamp. Neon lights played on the pale faces in the room.

Emmy nodded and stood up, once again showing her towering height. She was 6'5. The neon lights played with her long blonde curls.

"Thank you, your Honour," she said. "First of all, as you can see, most of the witnesses agree that Swan - or rather the Swan foundation and Death Records company - committed the crimes they were accused of. I can confirm what my sisters and parents already stated. We were not notified of Winslow's death. It was kept a secret. Had everything been completely legal we would have been notified of everything that happened in New York. We weren't." She allowed a dramatic pause during which absolute silence stunned the witnesses of what was about to be the most emotional way to prove someone guilty ever witnessed in court.

"My brother," Emmy began. "Phoned us every week. Now, it happens that during our last phonecall my sisters Ellie and Sandy tried to record it. Here is the result."

A man in a black suit worked on a record player, then it started playing a scratchy recording.

"Hello?", Winslow's ghostly voice echoed through the courtroom.

"Winslow!" That was Lucy. "Everybody, Winslow's calling from NYC!"

They heard Winslow's soft giggle on the line. Then Emmy.

"Hey, bro, how's it going?"

"Great! I played after the Juicy Fruits today and guess what happened?"

"You guys, he played after the Juicy Fruits today! What was it?"

"Swan said he'd produce my music!" It hurt how glad and excited Winslow sounded.

"What?!"

"What did he say?" That was Harry.

"Tell us!", Joan begged.

"Swan's producing his music! Did he really say that, Winslow?"

"Yes!" Several people in the courtroom had grown increasingly pale and troubled by the call by now. "Well, actually, he just sent Philbin, his assistant. I gave him my cantata."

"Duuuude." That was Emmy. "That's sick."

"I know, right?" Winslow sounded so happy it nearly broke Phoenix' heart. "Anyway, there's not a lot of news apart from that. My roommate at the hotel moved out because he had no money anymore. But otherwise everything's going normal. How are things in Dunphy?"

"Oh, nothing new." Emmy sighed. "Dad started meeting up with James Cavill to play chess. The twins are trying to evoke Satan, but that's nothing new. It's boring here without ya."

Winslow's smile was audible. "I promise I'll be back soon." Somebody in the courtroom legit sobbed. Everyone turned their head a little and saw it was Mary Margaret Amato.

"A-apologies," she stuttered and wiped a tear off her cheek.

"See you soon then," Emmy said in the recording. "Love ya, bro."

"Love you too, Emmy. Love you all out there."

With a quiet click the recording ended.

"This, Ladies and Gentlemen, is the last thing Winslow Leach has said to us," Emmy finished. "Tada."

The jury stared at each other. Some had tears in their eyes. Then they left to discuss the case. When they came back the case was clear.

"Herb Pacheco, Ernie Brown, Timothy Spencer, Mark Henston, Bruce Fredricks, Jim Grover and Jake Alberto are guilty of aiding Swan with theft, murder, attempted murder, imprisonment and sexual abuse."

"Life!", the judge exclaimed.

"Carlyla Bowie and Mary Margaret Amato are guilty of aiding Swan with theft."

"Three years!"

"Howard Rice, Jack Wesfield and Joe Hart guilty of corruption."

"Five years!" The judge leaned back. "I would like to add something personal from my side. I thoroughly studied this case before judging it and the murder of Winslow Leach is the worst death I have ever witnessed - and I've been a judge for nearly fifty years. I just want to say one thing to everyone responsible for it." He leaned forward. "May you rot in hell!"

The witnesses cheered and clapped. Somebody finally thought of switching on the light.

"We'll celebrate, how about that?", Joan said. "Emmy, congratulations, you won the case for us!"

"Thanks, mum." Emmy was blushing.

"How about a pool party back home in Dunphy?", Joan suggested. "Phoenix, do you want to come?"

She smiled, leaning against Winslow. "Sure."

It was dark when they got into their cars. The roads were empty. Phoenix fell asleep. Winslow drove her to Dunphy.

By the time morning dawned they arrived.

#AnYWAY #hope i didn't write anything weird #as i said #I'm still sick #but anyway here's the next chapter!#phantasm #you can find the rest under the tag phantasm on my blog #phantom of the paradise

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ikaris-whore · 5 years

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The Sea Cures All

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Prompt: Post-endgame, civilian!Bucky accidentally gets dragged into a dangerous situation and does his best to remain anonymous, leaving Reader to take the lead.

This is for my HBC Summer Meet Cute Partner @beckzorz! I hope you like it. 😬 Surfing Bucky has been something I have wanted to see for a while, so here we goooo.

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Bucky slipped his rash guard over his head and his gloves on his hands before walking out the back of the house he was staying at along the beach of the North Shore. The sun was just rising as he padded across the back deck, and down the stairs while eating a particularly fresh pineapple. His toes hit the cool soft grains of sand, he looked out at the mighty blue sea as he heard the waves lapping up against the shore. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the salt in the air. He had learned in his days since he landed on the island that what everyone told him about the sea was true; it not only healed cuts with salt (not that he needed help with that) but triggered a state of calm and contentment in him. It made him focus only on the present, like his past was washed away as he stood there immersed in the moment. He really needed this after fighting Thanos twice and being snapped for what was apparently five years.

After finishing his morning snack he gathered his hair into a bun as to not get in his way, took his longboard from its place on the side of the deck and started to prep it. Laying it in the sand, digging a hole for his fin to rest safely in, he pulled his pink surf wax out of its container and was assaulted with the sweet tropical smell. He started to work the wax lengthwise, then crosswise creating a crosshatch pattern of wax forming the small bumps he needed in order to keep his traction on the board.

He was doing a once over of his work when the adorable lifeguard showed up for her shift giving him a wave and a smile as she walked past. She had caught his eye the other day, he thought it was endearing the way she distracted the kid, stung by a jelly fish, with her own story about a sea turtle coming up on shore. She called him Crush and they did a handshake when she was all done taking care of him “Fin. Noggin. Duuuude.”

Pleased with his work, he placed his wax back in its container, brushed off his hands, made sure his metal arm was still hidden from view and picked up his board under his arm and walked in to the ocean, hopped on board and paddled out as the smaller waves came at him pushing up on the board to allow the white foam of water to pass between him and his board. He finally reached where he wanted to and assessed the waves as they came in sets and lulls, a steady rhythm as he rocked up and down sitting on his board.

He finally spotted a good wave coming his way, he leaned back on his board and used his legs to turn himself to face the shore. He swiftly laid himself even with the board and used his arms to propel himself forward. Feeling the board being pushed up from behind him by the wave he paddled a few more times a popped himself up into position. He caught the wave no problem and rode it straight into shore. He repeated this process for several hours. As the day went on the waves got bigger and Bucky got braver. He was overly confident, which caused him to miscalculate and he was thrown off his board as the wave he was riding closed in on him.

He was at the mercy of the ocean. He could feel himself being tossed around as the wave curled in on him. He felt a sting on his head as the mighty ocean continued to thrust him into something hard and sharp. Was it coral? A rock? His board? No. not his board, he thought he could still feel the slight tug of it on the leash attached to his ankle. He didn’t have time to think, he just needed to get to the surface. He started reaching around for air, anywhere, he just needed to find daylight and bring himself to the top.

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You were admiring the new surfer from a far as he continued his runs. But then he went under and was taking a while to come up, you could see his board bobbing up and down in the water but he was nowhere in sight.

You jumped up from your stand and grabbed your orange rescue can, blowing your whistle in three short blasts over and over to warn the other lifeguards as you ran towards the water. You jumped in, never taking your eyes off his position, his board still bobbing with the waves. You made it to his board, grabbed the leash and tugged on it. He was still attached, that’s good. You used the leash as a guide to find him, his head popped up, gasping for air just as you were about to dive down to grab him. Following your training you identified yourself “Hello sir, my name is (y/n) I am here to assist you. Do you need help?”

His head whipped around at the sound of your voice, you saw him wince and could see the red liquid making its way between his furrowed brows from his scalp. “Ummm. Uhh.” he stammered. “Do you need my help?” you repeated. Bucky knew he would heal fast, but a civilian would need assistance, he was still trying to blend in, stay anonymous. You stayed close to him as he grabbed a hold of his surfboard to catch his breath. Still no answer.

“I would really like to check you out at the stand if you would let me. Looks like you got quite a cut there on your head, and who knows where else.” You stated as your cheeks turned slightly pink at the mention of you checking him out. Who are you? Pull it together.

His demeanor seemed to change at that, “Uh… sure.” was that a smirk trying to crawl across his face? “I suppose it won’t hurt to get the ole wounds checked.”

“Think you can make it to shore? Hop on your board and I’ll pull you in.”

He did as you said, even though he felt perfectly fine, and helped you by paddling as you pulled him behind you. You both walked up the beach and you invited him to sit at the stand so you could give his injuries a look. First you started on his head after asking him to take his hair down. Your suspicion was right, he hit some coral in his tumble and from the looks of it he shouldn’t have been conscious. It was in there good. You started to remove the pieces of coral you could find and distracted him with questions while you did.

“Sooo what’s your name?” he replied curtly “James.” Okay, he is going to be a tough cookie to crack.

“You’re not from around here?” he nodded in answer, “So where are you visiting from?”

“New York.”

“You’re a pretty good surfer aside from your little tumble you had. How long you been doing it?” you washed his head wound out, brushing your fingers through his hair. He had a delightful look on his face as you did.

“About a week. Had a lesson or two with a local surf instructor, I pick things up fast.” You stood there mouth agape, nobody you ever met has been that good that fast. “What? Like its hard?” he snarked obviously in reply to the shock on your face as you knelt next to him to remove the coral you saw in his thigh as you both came out of the water.

“What other skills have you acquired this week?” He winced slightly as you dug a little too hard at his leg. “Sorry, this one is deep in there.”

“It’s okay. Doesn’t hurt too bad. Let’s see here I’ve done some scuba diving, paddle boarding, and lots of hiking.”

“Hiking!” Your ears perked up at that as you washed out his wound on his leg. “Where have you gone? Stairway to Heaven yet?” It was a favorite of yours, although illegal.

“It’s on my list. I was actually thinking of going tomorrow.”

“Make sure you go up the legal way and walk down the stairs, less likely to get in trouble that way.”

“I’m not too worried about that.” He said with confidence, a fine would be worth it to see that view. “But I would love a guide.” His voice cracked nervously on the last words.

Was this his way of asking you out? “Just so happens I am off tomorrow; I can show you the way myself.” You applied some ointment to his wounds and gave him a once over, gave him a curt nod and a pat on the shoulder. “All done, soldier”

“Meet me at my house tomorrow morning? You can lead the way.” He pointed to where he was applying his wax earlier.

“Sounds like a plan, Bucky.” You winked. You had seen the glimmer of his arm when his sleeve crept up his arm as you were rescuing him but finally put it together.

#hbc summer meet cute week #Bucky Barnes #ladies of the hbc #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #Sebastian Stan #marvelousmeggi writes #my writing

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derpyslurpy-da-derp-master · 5 years

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@khoc-week Day 3-Friends Or Foes

Welp, this one took a good long while simply deciding which of my Keykids to introduce (along with writing the drabble below that includes the final member of this trio that I didn’t have time to draw) and I finally settled on my actual Main Keykid (my actual Union X avatar) who’s a lad named Kor and he’s basically like a little brother to Chase. He’s also in Ava’s Union just like Chase. He’s smart, a strategist, equipped with good medals, and... Rather timid actually. While Chase doesn’t do the normal missions anymore because there’s just too many to do, Kor is legitimately stuck on his current mission because he’s a completionist and doesn’t want to do a single level without getting all three extra goals finished and that just isn’t possible most of the time. He’s also only an inch or two shorter than Chase but that doesn’t mean Chase isn’t going to lovingly tease him about it. Usually whenever Kor does a mission, Chase will tag along to make sure Kor doesn’t get hurt doing something he really shouldn’t. Kor’s favorite Keyblade is the Starlight Keyblade and he’s upgraded it into the 30′s because he loves it so much for both it’s look and how balanced it is in every element. His favorite medals are a mix between the Foreteller’s (especially Ava/Gula) and this mysterious ‘Xion’ girl, he collects any medal that has the latter on it out of curiosity to learn more about her. The latter also earns him a fair amount of friendly teasing from Chase too. Despite how much Chase teases him, Kor knows that he never intends any harm and Chase never goes to far, it’s more like how an older brother would tease their younger sibling.

Anywho, onto le Drabble!

“Sup Shorty?” Chase grinned as he ruffled his best friend’s already messy, curly hair. Kor gave his usual timid smile and chuckled a small bit.

“Nothing much, I’m just trying to figure out how many Jewel’s I need to get the main medal of this next pull.” Kor replied, returning to his number crunching.

“Let me guess, another Xion pull?” Chase teased, poking Kor’s cheek which caused Kor to shove said hand away.

“Hey, this medal is actually really good stats-wise!” Kor pouted, puffing up his cheeks with a huff as he pulled his goggles over his eyes.

“Riiiight, that’s why you’ve got every other Xion Medal. You just think she’s cute don’t you?” Chase teased further as he sat down, grinning wolfishly at how his friend’s face erupted into a dark scarlet color.

“N-NO! T-THAT’S NOT IT A-AT ALL!” Kor waved his hands in an ‘x’ for ‘no’ frantically as if to physically kick the notion out. Chase broke down in laughter, putting an arm around Kor with a more friendly smile.

“I kid I kid, I know you just want to know who she is. I’m pretty curious about who these people in our medals are too. I mean, there’s two different names for the same guy in different clothes! That’s just weird!” Chase reached into Kor’s satchel sitting on the table where he kept his medals and pulled out two medals, one labeled Roxas and the other labeled Ventus.

“Yeah, that’s pretty weird... Just as weird as all the different ‘Xehanort’ medals. Why would we get medals of the same man in different stages of life? Why is one of them ‘Terra’ but with silver hair? Why is the youngest one labeled ‘Kingdom Hearts III?’ And I swear I saw some guys that looked a lot like younger versions of the ‘Marluxia’ and ‘Larxene’ medals, what could that m-”

Kor’s rambling was cut short by someone else sitting next to them and bopping the top of his head to get him out of said ramble. He glanced up in confusion only to quickly smile brightly.

“O-Oh, hi Anya! I was rambling again, wasn’t I?” Kor chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. The strawberry blonde just chuckled in response, her low pigtails bouncing a bit at the movement, her lavender eyes filled with amusement.

“Yep, you were. I’ve got something for you two actually.” Anya smiled and held up a gift bag, the kind you get from the medals shop. Both boys tilted their head almost in sync, eliciting another chuckle from the girl.

“Chase, this is for you.” Anya reached into the bag and pulled out a rather strong-looking Terra medal, causing Chase’s eyes to light up as she handed it to him.

“Duuuude, I don’t have this one at all! Thanks man!” Chase smiled brightly, checking its stats over before putting it in his pocket along with the rest of the medals he keeps on Moogle ‘O Glory, planning to upgrade and add it onto the Keyblade later.

“And Kor, this-” Anya reached in and pulled out none other than the medal Kor had just been doing calculations to get and handed it to him, “Is for you.”

Kor’s eyes widened then proceeded to dart between Anya and the medal questioningly.

“I did the pull just to get some new better medals, I didn’t really want the main one they were selling since there aren’t any Power slots on this bad boy,” Anya summoned her favored Keyblade, Divine Rose, to illustrate her point. “And I figured hey, if I get it I’ll just give it to Kor. So, there you go little buddy, have fun.” Anya pat his shoulder before taking her leave, probably to upgrade the medals she wanted to keep from the pull.

“Thanks Anya!” Chase called after her retreating figure before glancing at Kor who was still looking at the medal buggy-eyed, pulling his Goggles back onto the top of his head.

“...This is exactly the medal I was missing, not just in my collection but in my Keyblade-” Kor quickly summoned Starlight, taking out a rather mediocre medal out of the power slot directly in front of his already extremely powerful Gula Medal and placing the HD Xion in it’s place.

“...This’ll let me do my second most powerful medal twice. I’ve been looking for a medal like this!” Kor smiled brightly, seeming as excited as a kid on Christmas Morning as he always did when he found medals better than the ones he already had.

“Well lookie there, your obsession with Xion has finally come in handy!” Chase started to tease Kor again but he was too excited to care at all. Chase just chuckled and smiled, leaning back in his seat.

As he sits and thinks a bit, he remembers the three trio’s that always appear in the medals. He definitely gets why they stuck to three, ‘cause while Chase was pretty friendly with pretty much everyone, it was nice to have two close friends too...

#Kingdom Hearts #Kingdom Hearts Fanart #Kingdom Hearts Union X #KH OC Week #Chase KH #Kor KH #Original Art #Original Oneshot

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clubdolan · 6 years

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& They Were Roommates ... | NC

When long time friends become housemates and everyone sees it but them.

“Whoaaaa-kay, Noah. Who is that, why is she here and why haven’t I met her?” Erik stopped dead in his tracks as he walked into Noah’s kitchen.

“My name is Brooke, I’m staying here for a while and.. you’re meeting me now.”

Noah nodded at Erik as she had answered all his questions. “We were friends in high school, lived in the same neighborhood and our moms are good friends…. and our sisters are the same age.”

“So you just moved your girl-next-door in without telling me? Or anyone?”

“I lived across the street and down a few houses.” She corrected him, “not next door”; grabbing her plate of food and heading to the room that she had been given.

Noah lowered his voice, “It was super last minute, she got a job out here and needed to move. We’ve kept in touch and I saw she needed a place so until she finds one by herself, I said she could stay here.”

“And I ask one more time, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t know you needed to know who was living at my house.” He shrugged, grabbing a drink from the fridge.

“I needed to know, because she’s… gorgeous.”

“Yeah, she’s cute.” Noah said, “She’s a dancer too, I know you’ve got a thing for—

“Ughhh, fuck yeah. Hook me up, bro. Give me the digits, introduce me, let’s all go get—

“Not gunna happen.” He laughed, “She’s on the ‘independent I don’t need a man’ train right now.”

“She didn’t know she needed a man until she met me.” Erik brushed off his shirt, “I’ll go introduce myself—

“Duuuude, you’ll see her here sometimes. Talk to her then. I don’t want my friends annoying her, I said you all would be normal…”

Two months in and Brooke’s schedule was never the same as his. She would leave at six in the morning and arrive back home to a living room full of boys yelling at video games. Noah would be gone for three days in New York and she invited her friend Shanna over who just gushed that ‘everything smelled like Peter Kavinsky’. They went to eat with groups of friends, went shopping with people, her mom and sister visited for a few days and he invited her to the movies with Jack and him.

One day their schedules collided, both heading to work out at the same time. “Come with me to Unbreakable, do some boxing.”

“I’m more of a hot yoga type.”

“C’mon, try something new.” He nudged her shoulder as she grabbed a banana off the counter. “It’s fun, you’ll get muscles and cardio at once.”

“Fine. You want a banana?” She asked, tossing one to him as he nodded and following him out to his car.

Two hours later they were both laying on the floor of Unbreakable Performance Gym, out of breath from the trainer doing fast sets with them.

Brooke held her hands over her face, trying to catch her breath and gain feeling back in her legs. “Told you it’d be fun.”

“Yeah, loads of fun.” She felt someone sit next to her and water dripped on her chest.

Her eyes opened quickly to see Noah holding a cup of water over her, “Drink.”

“I can’t even sit up.”

Noah groaned and sat the cups down, grabbing her hands and pulling her to sit up. “Hot yoga must not be much of a workout?”

“It’s more of a relaxing work out.”

“Punching things isn’t relaxing?”

“Two different types of relaxing.” She agreed.

“Big workout with Noah Cent today!” The trainer videoed them, walking in a circle. “It hit Brooke a little hard or I might have just gone a little tough on her for her first day.”

“Not fair!” She pointed right at the camera before drinking her water in one gulp. “Totally not fair.”

They headed home, grabbing food on the way. Brooke tried to stay awake and get some work done but as she did some internet research in the living room while watching Noah play video games, she fell asleep.

She woke up on the same couch. Her computer was on the table next to her and a blanket was draped over her body.

“Bout time.” Noah laughed, “It’s almost four.”

Brooke fidgeted with her phone, “What are you doing?”

“Scripts.” He pointed to the pile next to him, “I need to read through them all and see what I’m interested in.”

“Got any for a girl that can’t feel her legs or arms… orrrr whole body?” She groaned sitting up, “I’m going to get a hot shower.”

“If you want to take a bath there’s a tub in my bathroom. Tay left some bath bombs or something in the cabinet that I will never use.”

Brooke didn’t object his offer knowing his bath tub was loaded with jets and could fit about four people at one time. Hot water ran, bubbles piled up, bath bomb fizzed under the water leaving glitter in its path as she tried to relax her sore muscles.

“Hey B, did you fill the fridge?” Noah asked, staring at the contents, “I swear there wasn’t any milk, yogurt or fruit here yesterday.”

She paused on her way out the door, “You said yesterday, I wish we had yogurt and fruit and so when I went to get a few things I grabbed yogurt and fruit.” She shrugged, closing the door behind her.

“I thought tonight was video game night or something?” Brooke asked, passing Noah on his way out the door. “Usually there’s a bunch of dudes here—

“Oh, you said you had some friends coming over for the finale of that show you watch, so I told Jackson we needed to play at his house.”

The door closed before she saw a perfectly clean living room, no video game controllers in sight. The fridge not only had her bottle of wine but a few more plus her favorite snack, strawberries dipped in chocolate.

Brooke: Did you really supply the wine and snacks for The Bachelorette finale?

Noah: I figure we’ve ruined enough of your girl’s nights yelling at Fortnite so I thought I’d be nice.

Brooke: You didn’t have to! But thank you! We’re all enjoying it. :)

“Wait, don’t come in!” Brooke yelled as she heard the front door open. Noah froze mid way, “Just, stand by the door and don’t come any further!”

She hustled around the kitchen, finishing icing on the cake and checking the clock, “You said you wouldn’t be home for another two hours!”

“They cut my last scene for the day, so I’m early. Do I need to leave? Do you have someone here? I ca—

“No, just give me one second!” She lit a candle and pushed the pan to the edge of the counter. She caught her reflection in the glare of her iPhone before looking down at her outfit; icing on her cheek, her hair tied up out of the way from baking, barely any makeup on, an old t-shirt she found and a pair of leggings.

Brooke had planned to look a little better as she threw a ‘mini red carpet’ for Noah since his movie came out on iTunes that he filmed two years ago. She had remembered hearing all about it and saw it never released until now.

The cake was white with a red square across it, a toothpick with a picture of Noah’s head was poked in the top of it, ‘SWIPED’ written in black icing, below it ‘#2 on iTunes all day’ was written in chicken scratch of leftover red icing.

“Okay, you can come in.”

Noah turned the corner slowly and a party popper went off in the air, “Happy movie release day!”

“Oh yeah, it came out today.” He reminded himself, laughing at the cake. “This is awesome, thank you.”

“I was going to make it fancier in here, I had a whole red carpet planned but you came home and you don’t have a red carpet.” She kicked the rolled up red rug that set on the floor.

“No, no, this is fine. This is amazing. The last time anyone did this was… the Austin and Ally episode.” They both laughed, “You and your sister’s made that horrible cake and you all threw it at me before we all watched it.”

“I promise this cake is much better.” Brooke pointed to the box of ready made mix that sat on the counter, “And I wanted to make this like the Austin and Ally party. Every movie needs a red carpet.”

“I mean they’re fun but Swiped was such a small budget. I didn’t even think it was going to come out after that long of waiting.”

Brooke looked in the reflection of the microwave and tried to fix the messy bun on top of her head, but there was no hope for it. “I look like complete shit.” She wiped under her eyes, remnants of mascara were smudged below her lashes. “I should have—

“You look fine.”

“Huh?” She turned around, picking a piece of dry icing off the back of her hand.

“You said you look like shit and I was saying, you look fine.” He leaned on the counter near the cake, “You always do.”

“I look like I have slaved over this damn—

“Shut up, Brooke. You’re beautiful. You never look like shit.” She finally looked up from her red stained hands and made eye contact with him, “What?”

“I mean... I just... thanks?” She awkwardly leaned on the counter opposite of him, “Even though like my hair—

“No, no, no, stop. You look fine.” He stood up and gestured to the cake. “This is more than you needed to do. Thank you.”

He opened his arms for a hug but Brooke barely looked at him, “Oh, sorry...” She stopped herself from rambling and quickly hugged him. Her stomach flipped and her face went hot as his arms wrapped around her, they hadn’t hugged in a long time. Since he left to move to California; when they were sixteen.

“You even smell like cake.” He mumbled into the top of her messy hair. “You need to stop being so negative about yourself.”

“Huh?” Brooke asked, pushing herself back from him.

“You constantly put yourself down, I hate it.”

“I don’t realize I’m doing it. I’m my biggest critic, I guess.” She tried to laugh it off, “Speaking of, I suck at alphabetizing and need to get a whole box done before work tomorrow, so I’m gunna…” She pointed behind her, “Enjoy the cake.”

“Do you—“ He paused, hearing her door close, “Want a piece?” Noah mumbled to himself, sticking his finger in the top of the icing and licking it off.

“Wow a house party, is this the LA life style?” Brooke joked, walking in after work. People flooded their kitchen and living room, “Excuse me…. excuse me… oh hey, Kyle… where did that ping pong table come from?”

“We bought it today!” Noah yelled, trying to shoot a ping pong ball backwards into a red cup. “You better not hide in your room.”

“I’m just going to put my stuff down.”

After forty minutes of ‘putting her stuff down’ and two interruptions from Kyle and Jack she finally made her way to the living room.

Brooke recognized a few girls and chatted with them while she downed a few glasses of wine. Kyle got her to open a cabinet which he ‘iced’ her with and she got him back by hiding one behind the radio and asking him to change the song.

“Everyone in here! Game time!” Jack yelled, standing on the ping pong table. Chairs pulled up around it, the couch was drug towards it and a few people stood.

“It’s an easy game just read the card you pick out loud and do whatever it says, kapeesh?”

Brooke walked in as piles of cards were being sat around the table. Two guys did rock, paper, scissors to decide who would go first.

“Brooke! Over here!” Noah waved from their couch which was parked at one end of the table. She balanced a beer and a hard cider in one hand while she weaved in and out of the people waiting their turn.

“Scoot over!” She yelled at the company on the couch, “Guys! Move over, I’m sitting here.” She pointed next to Noah and watched Jack yell at the person drawing a card. “I’ll go get a chair out of my room—

“Just sit.” Noah opened his arms and looked at his lap.

Brooke did a bit of thinking, taking time to watch a girl chug the rest of her beer before she sat down on his legs. “On a scale of one to Jack, how drunk are you?”

Noah closed his eyes and thought, “Six? You?”

“On a scale of one to Jack, I’m about a four.”

“BROOKE!” She turned and looked at the table, everyone was looking back. “Brooke I nominated you to drink.”

She tipped her cup back and finished the beer, tossing the empty cup on the table before drawing her own card. “Person to my right has to chug.”

“Noah!” Kyle yelled.

“Kyle!” Noah yelled.

She looked at the both of them before Noah spoke, “Technically, I’m underneath her.”

Without an argument Kyle chugged his drink and picked his card.

The pile of cards was endless. People were dancing, singing, drinking, making other people drink and some had left as it was already around one in the morning.

“There’s no fucking way I’m getting into an uber and riding somewhere when my bed is fifteen feet away from me.” Brooke groaned, leaning back on Noah. “Please tell me you’re not because I don’t want to get up—

“I’m starving so I am.” He laughed, wrapping his arms around her and standing up, “The diner is right down the road, are you sure?”

“My bed is right there.” She pointed to a door across the room.

An hour and a half later Noah, Jack and Kyle came back in the apartment, begging for a bed, couch, or “literally anywhere with a blanket”.

“Couch!” Noah pointed to the living room, choosing to ignore the mess in the kitchen and just turn the lights off. “I’ll be in my—

“If she’s sleeping here I am one hundred percent taking her bed.” Kyle pointed to Brooke asleep on the couch that still sat at the end of the ping pong table.

“She will kill you.” Noah laughed, making his way towards them, “B, come on, go to your bed before Kyle gets in it.”

“Don’t fucking touch my bed.”

“Then get up!”

“C’mon..” Noah grabbed her hands and pulled her up. Brooke stumbled and fell into the ping pong table, blaming Noah. “Ten feet away.” He wrapped his arms around her and guided her to her room, “Do you want to—

Brooke groaned and tugged her shirt off, tossing it across the room. “Ohhhh kay, Brooke. I will see—

“Take my shoes off.” She demanded from the edge of the bed, holding her boot up in the air.

Noah cautiously tugged at the black leather before grabbing the other one, sitting both of them beside her bed.

“Can you get the red sweatshirt from my closet?” She yawned, pushing her covers back. Noah walked to the closet, pulling the red sweatshirt from a shelf.

By the time he turned around her pants were off and she was under the covers, “Do you still want this?”

Her hand stuck out and she grabbed the fabric, pulling it towards her, “Thanks babe.” “You’re welcome?” He laughed, “You’re going to feel like shit in the morning.”

“Happy birthday, Noelle!” A group of girls yelled, snapping pictures, boomerangs and video of their friend blowing out candles on a cake.

They all shuffled around taking selfies, posting before they went out, eating cupcakes and continuing their drinking from the dinner they had just gotten home from.

Brooke left the girls to chat and ventured down the hall, “Hey No…” She knocked on his bedroom door, “Noah?” She opened it when he told her to come in, “We’re about to leave, can you take a group picture of us?”

“For sure.” He tossed his book on his bed and followed her down the hall.

“Noah!!” They all screamed as he walked in.

He laughed and said hi, “I’m just here to take a picture.” He held up Brooke’s phone. The girls all moved around, getting into a row of six, “Smile!”

“Okay but we need a serious one too.” He took a few more.

“And a funny one!” He took three or four.

“Try a candid!” Another suggested. They all moved and talked while he continued taking pictures.

“Bus is here!” One yelled, looking at her phone. “Get your birthday sash on, Nora!”

In no time they all had gone out the door and down the drive way, “Thanks.” Brooke smiled, taking her phone from Noah. “Be honest with me. Do I look like a slut or just like.... an average LA girl?”

He took a few steps back and looked her up and down, “You look better than an average LA girl but a little on the provocative side.” He saw her face change, “It’s not a bad side, it’s good. You deserve to show off your lil boxing abs.”

Brooke glanced down at her flat stomach, a few abs finally poking through from weeks of early morning boxing.

“And I like your hair up.”

She looked back at him, the ponytail swinging behind her. “Thanks. I trusted Jen with my hair and makeup.”

She kept glancing in the reflection of the fridge next to her, fidgeting with lipstick and mascara. Noah kept looking at her, taking her in head to toe, “Are you going to go?”

“Oh yeah.” She tossed her lipstick in her clutch, “Everyone’s going to their own houses when we’re done so it’ll only be me coming home.”

“Why do you keep pulling at your outfit?”

Brooke caught herself tugging at the cleavage of her shirt, “I just.. I’m not used to the top or bottom.. or shoes. I feel like everything is hanging out.” She laughed, pulling at the bottom of her skirt. “Is my butt hanging out?”

Noah laughed, watching her spin around, “Not at all.”

“It’s dark in the club too, no one will even see anything.”

“You’re right.”

“I’ll just stand in the middle of everyone.”

“Good plan.”

“How are they so comfortable in like no cloth—

“Brooke, they’re all waiting on you. Call me if you need a ride.”

“Oh shoot, yes. Bye!” She tried her best to walk fast in her heels, slamming the door behind her.

Different pictures were posted all night on each girl’s profile.

@brookeitsme: Happy Birthday @NO_L !

—@ncentineo: photo cred: ME

A picture of Brooke and Jen hugging in the girl’s bathroom.

@brookeitsme: MY H&MUA BABE @jennyfaye

—@ncentineo: team ponytail

A picture of Brooke behind the DJ booth with his head phones on.

@brookeitsme: How did I end up at the DJ booth?

—@ncentineo: 😍

“Brooookieeee I’m going home with you so I can go find Noah.” Her friend Steph mumbled in her ear, holding onto her arm. “Let him take more pics of me if you know what I mean.”

“Nice try but Noah’s after Brooke.” Jen laughed, helping steady Steph.

Brooke almost spat out her drink, “What? No he’s not. Oh my god.”

“Are you oblivious? To the both of you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Yeah..” Steph got closer to them, “What are you talking about? Because I want th—

“Have you been on instagram? Seen the notifications?” Jen grabbed her phone out and began typing and searching. Brooke had her notifications off since people realized she lived with Noah. Her instagram was non-stop so every notification was annoying.

“He commented on all three pictures you posted. The one of you has a HEART EYE EMOJI.” Jen put the phone in her face, “And he likes your ponytail.”

“Yeah he told me that earlier.”

“Did you see the look on his face when he looks at you? Do you pay attention?” Jen laughed, “You too! You get the melty look when he’s around. I’ve only seen you like that one other time and it’s when we saw Zac Efron at The Grove.”

“And he’s always complimenting you.” Steph added, “I get SO jealous. Like isn’t my outfit hot enough for Mr. Noah Centineo??”

“Ask any of us, we’ve all noticed it.” She pointed to their table of friends, “Right, Meg? Noah and Brooke?”

“Oh their constant oblivious flirting?”

“Are you all joking? You planned this. I told you all I didn’t like him that way—

“You didn’t. Past tense.” Steph pointed out, still leaning on Jen for balance. “What about now?”

“We’ve been friends forever, there’s nothing more than that—

“She didn’t say no.” Jen smirked, “Have you even been looking at apartments to move out?”

“We went a few times but…”

“But what?”

“Noah didn’t like the ‘area’ I had picked out.” Brooke looked down at her heels, “It was sketchy or something.”

“What about the other time?”

“It was too far from his place.”

“What did he say before you left?”

“To call him if I needed a ride.”

“BROOKE!” It seemed like they all yelled her name at her, “COME ON!”

“What? It’s what friends do…”

“When we went to eat the other day he was allllll about you.” Meg said, “He drove us, paid for your food, drove an extra like forty minutes to get you your favorite tea and then carried your to-go food in the house.”

“Well when you point it all out…”

“And you told me about the day he said you were beautiful.” Another friend spoke up, “That you always look beautiful.”

“It was because—

“He said he loved your laugh at that party one night. He let you sit on his lap. He kept wrapping his arm around you. You almost fell asleep on him. He helped you change before you went to bed….”

“He calls you B all the time, even to his friends. Ster told me.”

“You always talk about him too.” Jen laughed, wrapping her arm around Brooke’s shoulder, “You always see movies with him and go eat with him and sit at home and watch shows with him and you’d rather order pizza in than go meet me for lunch and then I find out Noah’s home. When he’s not there you always ask to stay with one of us…."

“Why are you all just telling me this now?!” Brooke asked, overwhelmed.

“We thought you would catch on at some point.” Meg laughed, “Apparently not.”

“First of all, rude. Second, where is Noelle?”

“She left with that youtube guy she’s been seeing.” Steph downed a glass of water, “I’ve been waiting to go home with you but now I won’t be inviting myself.”

“Meg was trying to get the attention of homeboy over there but his friend keeps winking at her.”

“I’m here for moral support of everyone and their decisions.” Jen said, “And to make sure we all get a ride home.”

“Can we drink a little more, not you Steph, and dance a little more before I have to go home realizing everything you’ve all just thrown at me?”

Two hours and two bottles later they were all on their phones ordering rides, “No, don’t get an uber.” Meg covered Brooke’s phone, “I asked Noah to come get you.”

“MEG!” She whined.

“BROOOOOKE!” She mimicked her, “You live in the hills and fares are tripled right now. All of us live downtown except for Steph who’s going with me tonight. He’ll be here in like ten minutes.”

Brooke flipped to her texts with Noah and clicked the info button, a map popped up of where he was at that exact moment.

“You’re tracking him?”

“We both share locations in case I get stolen and sent over seas to be sold as a sex.” Brooke explained, “It’s a big fear of mine... He’s right down the road.”

“My car is almost here, I’ll get Steph and we can go wait outside with you.”

The little breeze was welcomed on their skin as they exited the muggy, hot club. They ignored the random guys who shouted at them and stood down from the door, watching for their rides.

“Really, man?” Meg asked, rolling her eyes at the guy who kept looking at them. “We’re probably half your age, leave us alone.”

“I’m always looking for Sugar Babies.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“Just an offer for—

“We’re not interested, please leave us al—

“But the three of you can—

“Please, leave us alone.” Meg tried to look around him for the specific car picking them up.

“I was just—

“Oh my fucking god, stop it!” She screamed, grabbing Broke and Steph’s hands. “Please move so we can cross the street.”

The man didn’t move, he kept looking at all three of them; up and down, up and down.

“Excuse me, sir. Please move so the ladies can get through.” Brooke looked up at the familiar voice and Noah stood there with his hand out. She grabbed it and stepped aside the guy; pulling her friends with her.

“Oh my god, thank you, thank you.” Meg sighed, “I was losing all will power not to punch him in the face.”

“I parked across the street and saw you all with him. Figured it wasn’t going well. Do you guys have a ride?”

“Yeah” Meg looked at her phone, “Black Ford Escape, license plate Y35— right there.” She pointed up a few cars. “Thanks, Noah.”

“Yeah, thanks.” Steph grinned, following Meg to the car.

Brooke grabbbed onto Noah’s arm and rest her head on his shoulder. “I feel like I’m on a boat.”

“You’re a little wobbly but I’ve seen you worse.” He joked. “Seems like you guys had a fun time?”

“Yeah, even though Noelle left with some dude early on. We kept the party going.” She laughed.

“I saw the DJ booth picture, did you have a good set? Play some jams?”

“Killed it. Got a job offer immediately. I even did the one head phone on and one off, felt like a real DJ.”

The car ride home they chatted. She told funny stories of the night, he asked about certain instagram stories, she played a new song she heard and he even stopped by McDonalds so she could have french friends and a Coke.

Her phone started firing away, their group message was blowing up. “Oh fuck off.” She mumbled, shoving it back in her bag, hearing dings continue to go off.

Meg: Snuck a picture of our favorites. *picture*

Jen: SHUT UP I DID TOO *picture*

Meg: Great minds think alike.

Steph: I told her it was creepy, she made the uber driver slow down.

Noelle: BROOKIE that’s so cute.

Steph: He was so hot in sweatpants and a hoodie.

Jen: Are you alive, Brooke?

Noelle: Is she finally getting the D?

Steph: He deserves it from someone tonight.

Meg: NOELLE! lolololol but really

Jen: She’s going to kill all of you.

Steph: Not if she gets good enough D.

Steph: She’ll be a happy B.

Meg: Happy B because of the D

Noelle: HAPPY B BC OF D OF NOAH C

Meg: Shut up Noelle I hate us.

Jen: I truly wonder what’s happening. Maybe she’s just ignoring us?

Steph: Maybe she fell asleep?

Meg: Maybe she’s finally getting the french fries she’s begged for all night.

Noelle: I still think she’s getting it onnnnn.

Noelle: And then she’s gotta tell us every detail.

Steph: Literally every detail. I need to know these things.

Brooke pulled up the photos and swiped back and forth. Meg’s was a view from behind of her leaning on Noah’s arm as they walked to his car. Jen’s was from across the street as he let her in his passenger door.

Brooke: You all are sneaky little bitches. I finally got my french fries and Coke. We aren’t even home yet you freaks. Of course I could tell you some details if THAT EVER HAPPENED but he’s just driving me home. I could fall asleep at any moment though.

She recorded a video with random alternative music playing as she ate french fries, her lipstick was half off her lips as she sipped her drink and put it back in the middle console. As she bopped her head to the beat a random hand snuck into her french fry bag and stole some. She followed him with the camera and Noah smiled as he snuck them all in his mouth, looking at the road.

Meg: Brooke you are living the dream.

Jen: I want a guy that gets me french fries.

Steph: I just want a guy.

Noelle: His little smirk he does at you!! I can’t take it!!

Jen: Do you see it now, B? Are you noticing things?

Brooke: I’m noticing that he carried my shoes inside and made sure I didn’t fall up the stairs.

Brooke: He offered to make me a BATH but I’m too lazy so I’m just laying on the couch resembling a dead body.

Noelle: GET. IN. THE. BATH.

Meg: Fuck youuuu, B. I’ll come take a bubble bath.

Jen: It’s funny because I know exactly what you look like right now without even seeing it.

Brooke: Oh you can see. Noah took this picture of me. *picture*

One leg hung off the couch, one was up on a pillow, her bag of french fries on her chest and her ponytail was let down, giving her a major bad hair moment.

Steph: Brooke you’re a dream girl.

Jen: I like your smudged lipstick.

Brooke: IT’S FROM EATING.

Meg: You do kind of look dead. Dead but enjoying fries.

Noelle: Can I use this as album cover art? I’m not even joking.

Noelle: 100% would use this for a single. Black and white.

Brooke: I give you my drunk permission to use it as an album cover but don’t forget to thank me when you win album of the year.

Jen: The party girl song, Noelle! The one you played a clip of on our way to Brooke’s.

Noelle: SHUT UP YOU’RE RIGHT

Meg: Wait, why did he take that picture of you? To prove you’re a mess? lol

Brooke: Because I told him not to speak of how messy I look right now so he CAPTURED IT FOREVER.

Jen: Can’t wait to frame it at your wedding.

Brooke: TOO FAR JEN

Brooke: I’m going to throw my phone in the toilet so there’s no chance that Noah ever sees these messages.

Brooke: He could easily look right now because he’s right next to me.

Meg: Feet or head?

Noelle: Head or feet?!?!???

Jen: Both of you can stop being twins.

Brooke: ………

Brooke: …….

Brooke …… I may be resting my head on his lap.

Brooke: He wanted more fries and thankfully I ordered two larges.

Meg: Stop texting us and talk to him.

Steph: Just turn your head over and go to wooooork!!

Jen: He put you on his instagram story. I’M DYING.

A black and white picture of Brooke from the neck down with the caption: “Two large fries and a coke, please.” You couldn’t even tell she was laying on his lap, but all of her friends knew.

“Oh fuck youuuuu.” She groaned, looking up at him, “I look so stupid and drunk.”

“No one even knows it’s you.”

“Jen did.”

“Okay well your outfit may give it away.” He shrugged, “It’s just funny you’re so content eating french fries right now.”

“I love french fries.”

“I know.” He smiled, continuing to look at her. Without a word he wiped his finger along her face, trying to remove the stain of lip stick she had smeared while eating.

“It’s a lip stain.” She laughed.

He tried to wipe it again, pushing harder. “They don’t joke when they say stain.”

“It’s three in the morning.” Brooke groaned, “I need to get up and wash my face and change and probably brush my hair and probably go to bed.”

“You definitely need to go to bed.” He pushed a hair from her face, “And wash your face or you’ll be angry when you wake up. Do you want to go to brunch whenever you wake up?”

“If there’s bacon involved, yes.”

“Those are like.. front row…”

“It’s called court side, but yes.” Noah laughed, “Please go?”

“Doesn’t Jack or like.. any of your guy friends want to go?” Brooke asked, sitting cross legged on the kitchen counter, eating a bag of pretzels. “Not that I don’t want to but I’m sure they’d be willing.”

“But I want you to go.” He leaned on the counter next to hear, flipping the two tickets in his hands. “Please?”

“How much time do I have to get ready?”

He glanced at the clock on the microwave, “Two hours.” He smiled up at her, shaking the gold and purple tickets. “We can go eat anywhere afterwards.”

“Anywhere?”

“Anywhere…” He sighed, tilting his head on her leg, “Please just tell me you’ll go. Because I really want to go.”

“Awwww..” She messed with his hair, “He really wants to go.” She frowned, “If he gives me forty-five minutes I can be ready for a Laker game and In and Out.”

Brooke filmed the outside of the arena as they walked in their ‘private’ door before Noah put his face right in front of the camera and yelled, “GO LAKERS”.

Paparazzi caught them as they entered, Noah guided Brooke with his hand on her back, not answering any of the questions they were yelling.

As they entered the building they ran into someone Noah knew immediately, “Noah Centineo…” James Cordon shook his hand, his other held onto his son who was sporting a bright gold Laker’s jersey.

“Nice to see you again, James.” He waved down at the boy, “Hey little man.”

“This is my son, Max. He loves basketball games.” Max looked up at the both of them, “He has no idea what’s going on.”

“This is my friend, Brooke.” He put his hand on her back as she shook James’ hand. “It’s her first Laker’s game. She also loves basketball.”

James took a picture of the four of them and shared it on his instagram. Both Brooke and Noah shared it to their stories as they sat down. A few fans noticed Noah and yelled at him across the court before the game started.

Brooke’s friends were texting her that she was on TV a lot and she had to laugh at some of the screen shots she got sent to her. But one caught her eye, it zoomed in on Noah and had a title on the TV screen, “Movie Star Noah Centineo” to inform all that were watching that he was there.

But Brooke didn’t notice that. Neither did her friends. They noticed his hand on her thigh, sitting there nonchalantly as they watched the game and didn’t see the camera zooming in across the court.

People caught pictures of them laughing together, Brooke whispering something in his ear, him stealing her popcorn, her resting her head on his shoulder for a selfie and of course, the internet went wild.

They were a trending topic, every news outlet had them on the front page, her instagram ‘tagged’ page kept continuously changing as his fan accounts posted images.

Neither of them spoke a word. They smirked at each other as they left their seats after the game, she grabbed his arm and followed him through the crowded halls till they were outside. They needed to make it to the parking lot next to the stadium which required leaving the gated space and entering the public.

It seemed like hours but Brooke finally got her hands on In and Out, snacking on it as they made their way home and onto the kitchen counter where they ate most of their meals late at night.

“All of these pictures of us. Endless instagram opportunities. Good thing I wore a good outfit.” She scrolled through her instagram tags and saved a few, sipping the end of her milkshake.

Her feet dangled off the side of the counter as she answered back her million texts from friends. Normally she would hate the attention but for some reason she didn’t even care.

“Oh, this one’s cute.” She showed Noah her phone, a shot of them exiting the venue, holding hands, both smiling; until her phone started ringing ‘MOM’.

“Don’t tell anyone that I’m muting her call right now, I don’t want to talk anymore. She’s called me three times today.”

“What about?”

“She said since it’s been six months I need to move out so she’s going to come out here to look for apartments with me since I can’t ‘do it on my own like an adult’.” She rolled her eyes, “My mom has no idea about apartments or neighborhoods around here.”

“So she wants you to move out?”

“It’s been six whole months.” She mimicked her mom, shaking her head. “Like I get it, but I really don’t want her to come help. She’ll be checking crime reports and make me get a place somewhere expensive so I’m not in danger.”

“You’re in danger everywhere in LA, does she know that?” He laughed, tossing their empty bags away before standing in front of her. “You’ll be in a cardboard box in Calabasas if she bases it off safety.”

“I’ve told her that so many times.” Brooke groaned, pushing her phone to the side as her mom texted her.

“How about you tell her something else?”

“What? Tell her I’m moving home? Tell her I’m moving to the neighborhood full of gangs? Tell her I’m movi—

“Tell her I don’t want you to move out.” He rested his hands on her knees. “I want you here… with me…”

Brooke tried to hide her smile, “I’m sure that’ll go over well.”

“It’s safer than living alone, right?” His hands moved up the side of her legs, “Security system, good neighborhood, you’ve been here for six months already so why move?”

Brooke grabbed his cheeks, “Because it’s been six whole months.” She mimicked her mom again, watching him laugh and push his face against her hands. “You’re not serious, are you?”

“I’m very serious.” He moved closer, his hands went around her bottom and he rested his body between her legs, “I don’t want you to move out. I want you to stay here.”

“Wouldn’t it be… tricky… to continue…. this…. and for me to live with you?”

“It would be opposite of tricky, it’d be easier.” He winked, “Not that I would tell your mom that.”

“Oh now you’re going to talk to my mom about it?” She laughed, “Go ahead.”

“Hi, I don’t want Brooke to move out… I promise she’s not a pain…” He faked being on the phone, “No, no, I’m not just being nice…. yes I’m talking about the same Brooke…..” He fake laughed as her hands fell around his neck, “No she’s not annoying… opposite actually…” Brooke laughed, “….my friends get along with her fine, I promise… it’s just that…. I don’t want her to move out.. I think I’ve realized in the past…” he checked a fake watch, “...six years. That I really like Brooke… like reallllly like her.”

Brooke’s eyebrows rose up at the statement before she whispered back to him, “And I realllllly like you, Noah.”

He hung up his fake phone and stood up in front of her. He bit his lip and held back a laugh, looking down at her. His hand went up to her neck as he brought his face down to hers and they kissed.

For the first time in six years, they kissed.

“So you’ll tell your mom…?” He asked, his thumb rubbing along her jaw.

“That I’m not moving.”

“Perrrrfect.” He smiled, picking her up and carrying her down the hall, kicking his door open, “I hope you don’t mind sleeping in here tonight.”

“Every night.” She quickly said back, tightening her grip on the curls at the top of his neck.

It made Noah stop in the middle of his room and smile before dropping her on to his bed and falling on top of her before repeating, “Every night.”

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A03

Sid is nervous. He checks his phone. The battery’s full, he charged it just before he left. He frets to himself yet again if the camera is going to be good enough for the dim light. He—

“Sid.” Zhenya is smiling fondly at him, and he takes Sid’s hand from where he’d been clenching it nervously on his thigh. Zhenya laces their fingers together, and leans over to press a kiss against Sid’s temple.

“Hey now, not in front of the children,” Flower teases, leaning past Vero who rolls her eyes.

“It’s his go around at this,” Veronique says with a laugh. “With stakes in it, I mean.”

Sid blushes, and glances up at Zhenya, who is gazing at him, naked fondness written all over his face.

He leans in to whisper in Sid’s ear. “She gonna be fine, we practice so much. Will be so cute. And then we take her for dessert after. Diner has good pie. We let her get with ice cream on top.”

We.

It takes Sid’s breath away. He has to look away, at the other families settling into folding chairs in the elementary school gym. Zhenya leans in to press his shoulder against Sid’s, and settles their clasped hands on his knee.

Sid doesn’t have time to continue to try and handle his emotions, the lights are being turned off, except for the spotlights pointed at the curtained stage in front of them.

The grey-haired music teacher sounds a few chords on the piano, and the elementary school holiday play begins.

***

The play is a retelling of the Rudolph story, emphasizing the power of friendship. Sofia is one of the reindeer, and she’s mostly supposed to stand in a little group with the others and make appropriate reactions to the events of the play.

It’s utterly, completely, the most adorable thing Sid has ever seen. A small cluster of the tiniest kids sing a little song dressed as snowflakes and the audience makes adoring “awwww”s at each cute little slip-up, like the boy dressed as an elf who spots his mom in the audience and waves wildly to her.

Sofia is trying so hard, Sid can see it. She’s got a intense look of concentration on her face all throughout the song and dance she does with the other reindeer. Sid finds himself mouthing the lyrics along with her. She’s been singing it over and over for days, practicing. She gets through it, does perfectly.

There��s a little scene where Rudolph is sad because he’s a new reindeer at the North Pole, and he’s not sure if the penguins and the polar bears and the other reindeer will play with him. Sid leans forward and tightens his grip on Zhenya’s hand. This is her big moment. The little boy playing Rudolph is sadly sitting cross-legged at center stage, chin in his hands. Sofia is supposed to walk over, and say “of course you can play with us, Rudolph! Come with me, it’ll be fun! “ as she extends a hand to walk him back to the others.

He sees Sofia gulp, and lift her chin. She steps out of the cluster of other reindeer, little bells on her antler headband jingling in the quiet.

She walks over to the boy, and then, stops. She looks down at the little boy, and thanks to his insistence on getting there early so they can sit dead center in the front, Sid can see her chin wrinkle and her eyes glitter, and he knows she’s about to cry. Oh, no. His heart sinks, and he mentally starts planning on how to comfort her after this.

“Don’t be sad!” she blurts, which is definitely not her line, and drops to her knees and throws her arms around “Rudolph” for a crushing hug. Also not what was supposed to happen. “Don’t be scare!” She definitely crying a little. But Sid can see her take a breath and calm herself.

“Ofcouseyoucanplay withus, Rudoph! C...Come with me, it’s— be— fun!” she says, and Sid lets out the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. She clambers to her feet and tugs little Rudolph to the other reindeer, to a moved murmuring from the audience, and a scattering of applause that grows to include the entire room. She stares into space, still in character but red as a tomato.

The piano begins to play again, as the reindeer hop around the stage in a circle holding hands with various penguins and polar bears.

Sid looks over at Zhenya, sees that he has tears streaming down his face. It’s Sid’s turn to squeeze their hands together in reassurance.

“Such big heart,” Zhenya leans down to whisper thickly into Sid’s ear.

“I know,” Sid whispers back. “Gets it from her papa.” Zhenya makes an inarticulate noise, and has to let go of Sid’s hand to wipe his nose on his sleeve, because neither of them had thought to bring Kleenex.

The play continues, and when it’s over and all kids take their bows by class, Sid and Zhenya get to whoop and cheer for Sofia, and she looks out and smiles wide when she finds them past the lights.

After, she runs out from backstage to let her father pick her up and spin her around, and to be told how perfect she was.

Then she twists in her father’s arms and reaches for Sid. He takes her from Zhenya, and she clings to him like a little koala. She rests her head on his shoulder and Sid holds her tight and closes his eyes against the sweet, sweet pain of how much he’s come to love her.

“Sid?’ She says in his ear. “I do okay?”

“Perfect, sweetheart,” Sid tells her, and Zhenya smiles at him and the way his voice croaks with feeling.

***

They go to the diner for the promised pie, and Sofia chatters away in a hodgepodge of Russian and English about the play.

At a lull, when she’s contentedly licking ice cream from her spoon, Zhenya clears his throat.

“Зайка,” Zhenya says to her, then glances at Sid, and lays his hand on the table between them, palm up and waiting. “Need to talk about something, okay?”

Sid can’t breathe. They’d agreed when they’d first gotten together that they weren’t going to tell Sofia just yet. Has Zhenya changed his mind? Hesitantly, he takes Zhenya’s hand.

“Papa and Sid are dating,” Zhenya says, including Sid by using English. He repeats it in Russian. Sid can feel him nervously tighten his hand in Sid’s.

Sofia takes another bite of ice cream. She looks at Sid. “Marisol have two mommies,” she says. “I’m have two papas?”

It’s Sid’s turn to grip Zhenya’s hand. He takes a long, shuddery inhale, everything in him aching at the picture her words paint.

“Maybe,” Zhenya says gently, looking at Sid, then back to his daughter. “Right now we be very special friends. Maybe we visit Sid a lot, maybe he visit us.”

Sofia grins at Sid, wide and sunny. “I like Sid house.” She takes a big bite of pie, reaches up to fix her slipping antler headband. “I like Sid.”

“I like you too, sweetheart,’ Sid says, still fighting his emotions. Zhenya reaches an arm around him, pulling him close against him, and noisily bussing his temple.

“Can do this, now,” He says, in tones of great satisfaction. Sid laughs and snuggles in, daring to lay his head on Zhenya’s shoulder. He’s never been one for a lot of PDA, but he’s finding that just about everything is different when it comes to Zhenya.

The doors to the diner open with a jingling of bells, letting in a blast of cold air and a lot of happy, noisy Fleurys.

Flower sees how he and Zhenya are sitting, and winks at them, prodding at Vero to look.

Sid rolls his eyes, but doesn’t move, warm and content to stay just where he is.

***

A couple days later, he gets a call that he’s been waiting anxiously for.

“Bro!” Taylor screeches into the phone. “Squid, Squidney, Squidathon. I’m. Fucking. Done. They’re over. Vanquished. Deceased.”

Sid laughs. She’s always a little bonkers by the time final exams are over. “Did you get your grades back yet?”

“I don’t even care anymore at this point, I am a being made of pure caffeine and sleep deprivation. My field of fucks? Is barren. I’m literally booking it out of here as fast as humanly possible.”

Sid laughs again. “Well I can’t wait to see you, so that sounds like a plan to me. What time do you need to be picked up?”

“Ass o’clock in the morning on Saturday,” Taylor replies. And then I’m going to sleep. All day. Maybe all day Sunday.”

He doesn’t blame her, after finals weeks and an overnight bus ride. “Absolutely. Come sleep it off. I may have even have washed the sheets sometime between now and last year this time. You know, ‘cause I Iove you and shit.”

He tucks the phone more securely between his shoulder and his ear as he gets a pristine set of sheets out of the linen closet.

“You’re too good to me,” Taylor says dryly. There’s a lot of rustling around on her end as she presumably keeps packing her bags.

Every since Sid’s taken over the farm completely, family Christmas has taken place at his house. He absolutely loves it. Noise, laughter, food, everyone he cares about in one place. His favorite part, though, might be the couple of days he has with Taylor before the rest of the family arrives.

She’s been leaving her university and heading straight to his place as soon as her finals are over for the last couple of years. She helps out with the last minute holiday rush on Christmas trees and takes charge of decorating his house, because, as she puts it, “I’m all for kicking traditional gender roles to the fucking curb, but you are absolutely hopeless and I’m taking over from now on.”

“Yes ma’am,” he’d told her with relief. “And I’ll do all the cooking. We can kick traditional gender roles halfway to the curb, how about it, eh?” And it’s been their special thing ever since.

There’s one thing he’s got to tell her, though, about this year.

“So, uh,” he says, brilliantly. “You remember I told you I was seeing someone?”

“Oh yeah, Evgeni with the cute kid. We’re Instagram buddies.”

“You’re what,” he says, shaking his head and deciding he doesn’t want to know how that happened. “Anyway, it’s um. Pretty serious. So he and Sofia will be around a lot. Just letting you know.”

“Duuuude!” Taylor crows delightedly. “Sid! I’m so happy for you, oh my god!”

Sid laughs. “I’m happy for me, too.”

“Good,” Taylor says warmly. “And I won’t even insult your judgement by giving him the shovel talk.”

“Thanks for that.”

“If he does hurt you, I will of course, skin his eyeballs.”

Sid groans. “Tay. Gross.

There’s a clatter and some yelling in the background. “Okay, I gotta go, Squid. But I’ll see you soon.”

***

Taylor doesn’t meet Zhenya and Sofia until the day of what Taylor calls “Target Trek 2k18.”

They drive to the next town over, which has more of the shopping that Taylor wants to do.

She eyes him as they walk into the store. “Now that you’re dating a dude with a kid, I can’t let you loose in a toy aisle unsupervised. Uh-uh.”

“I am not that bad,” Sid protests.

Taylor rolls her eyes. “I remember the first Christmas after Estelle was born. You must be contained.”

His phone rings as he’s trying to get her in a headlock for a noogie .

“Hey, ba—Zhenya,” he amends, as Taylor snickers at him.

“Hey, Sid. Wanted to ask if you wanted to get lunch, know you’re out doing errand today.”

“Absolutely,” Sid says, eyeing Taylor. “Tay and I are in Midfield. That too far?”

“Not for sushi,” Zhenya enthuses. Sid laughs. Their little town is pretty awesome but what it does lack, to Zhenya’s distress, is a sushi place.

They make plans to meet at Zhenya’s favorite little hole-in-the-wall in an hour. After he hangs up, Sid sighs at Taylor, who looks seconds away from full-blown witch cackles.

“So sweeet,” she coos at him, and then dances away with a shriek as he brandishes a roll of wrapping paper at her.

“Behave,” he admonishes. She makes the mistake of coming back within range and he bops her on the head with the wrapping paper.

They bicker until, two aisles later, Taylor turns to him, suddenly serious.

“I know how important they are to you, Sid. I know I’m giving you a hard time but I know how much you want this to work.”

He has to swallow down something really sappy before he has the composure to fake-punch her shoulder.

***

As she always seems to, Sofia is the first to see Sid.

“Siiiiiiid!” she shrieks, sounding like nothing so much as an approaching police siren. Just, cuter.

Sid crouches and scoops her up, making exaggerated noises of complaint as she scrambles up onto his shoulders, tiny pink sneakers digging into his back as she settles herself.

When she’s secure and he’s standing again, face being squished between her little hands, Taylor is staring at him, smile wide and eyes soft.

She doesn’t say anything, just turns to enthusiastically greet Geno as they all head into the restaurant together.

#if wishes were #sidgeno #sidney crosby/evgeni malkin #hockey rpf #dana writes a thing

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