#finally posting again babyyyyyyy
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“Hey baby, how’s work going?”
You were checking on your lovely, overworked husband who you had barely gotten to see this past week. He had only been coming out of his office to occasionally eat or sleep, and not even that was regular. Suffice to say, he needed a break.
“Oh, hello, my love. Did you need something?”
“Well I did need to see you, but since I’m here, I guess that isn’t much of a problem anymore. I just wanted to see if you needed anything. I’m worried about you. You’ve barely come out of your office this week.”
You punctuated your point with a worried frown and crossed arms while Diluc chuckled at your concern.
“I’m fine, dear. There’s nothing I need right now, but I appreciate your concern.”
Fortunately for Diluc, he was quite a good liar, but unfortunately for him, you had quite a bit of practice seeing through that. He didn’t want to admit that he’d been distracted by the thought of you all day, or the fact that right now he would do absolutely anything you asked to have you on your knees in front of him, and he definitely didn’t want you seeing the big little problem he had. However, you could tell there was something he wasn’t telling you.
“Are you sure? You seem like you’re lying. I really am happy to do anything you need.”
“No, darling. It’s okay.”
You walked around his desk to sit on the edge facing him; however, before you could get there he quickly pulled the papers he had been working on into his lap before you could get very far.
“Diluc…?”
“Yes, my love?”
“What are you hiding?”
You continued walking towards him, now curious as to what he didn’t want you to see.
“It’s nothing you need to know about.”
His answer was rushed, and it was even more obvious there was something he didn’t want you seeing.
You got to his desk and reached for the papers, now curious as to what they were, but after he didn’t attempt to hide them from you, you figured he must be hiding something underneath them…but what would he be hiding in his lap…? Maybe…no, was Diluc maybe…?
“Baby, are you trying to hide the fact that you’re hard?”
Diluc just stared at you silently, trying to formulate a believable response. You let out a sigh.
“You could have just told me, you know, dummy.” You got down on your knees, intending to help Diluc fix his big little problem. However, as everything going on finally processed in his head, he started protesting.
“No no, my dear, this isn’t necessary. I can take care of this myself. Don’t concern yourself with this.”
Well, at least he wasn’t denying it anymore.
Ignoring his insistence that this wasn’t necessary, you pushed the papers in his hands up, and he finally set them down on the desk. Now that you had access, you started to work on undoing his belt while he just watched you, his breathing growing heavier by the moment.
“I told you darling, this isn’t necessary. I really can deal with this on my own.”
“Well I’m going to help you. Are you going to let me?”
He paused for a moment before eagerly nodding yes, clearly desperate to feel your warm mouth around his cock despite his earlier insistences.
You finished undoing his belt and quickly unbuttoned his pants before pulling out his painfully hard cock. Diluc let out a small moan upon feeling your small hand wrap around his cock.
“Baby, how long have you been like this?”
Once again frowning to accentuate your question.
“Awhile…kept thinking about you- mhmm fuck.”
You cut him off by wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock. You bobbed your head a few times before pulling your mouth away entirely. You looked up at your husband's face, which was covered in a pink blush, and his eyes were clouded with need.
“Does it feel good?”
“Mhm, keep going, please, feels so good.”
“Of course baby.”
You once again took his cock in your mouth, his hand resting on the back of your head as you swallowed around him, trying to take him further down your throat. You pulled your head back until you only had the tip of him in your mouth. You swirled your tongue around him once before he pushed your head back down until you finally had all of him in your mouth. You began bobbing your head up and down his cock while he moaned loudly, uncaring of how many of his staff could hear him. The feeling of Diluc’s hand tangled in your hair spurring you on.
“Fuck, it feels so good. You’re doing so good. Don’t stop, fuck, please darling.”
You hummed in response, causing another moan to fall from Diluc’s mouth. You loved making him feel good, and you loved the moans that you could cause to flow from his mouth while you sucked him off.
Before too long, you could feel a slight ache begin to build in your jaw from the strain of having Diluc’s cock in your mouth, but of course, that wouldn’t make you stop. You wouldn’t stop until you had his cum down your throat.
“It feels so fucking good, love. Fuck, I’m so close. You’re such a good girl, my love, fuck. You’re just so fucking good.”
The hand in your hair tightened and started to pull and push you up and down his cock, rather than you simply bobbing your head. As much as you loved being able to make Diluc feel good on your own, it definitely felt good to feel him take a bit of control.
“Just like that, my love, fuck. I’m gonna cum, darling, fuck fuck fuck.”
Suddenly, he pushed your head down to the base of his cock, and you felt a rush of his cum down your throat. You did your best to swallow what you could, but inevitably, a bit dribbled out of the corner of your mouth. Diluc gently pulled you off of his cock, wiping his cum from the corner of your mouth before he let you lick it off of his finger. He gently caressed your hair while you both caught your breath.
“You did such a good job darling. Thank you for helping me, my love.”
“Of course baby, you’ve been working yourself so hard. I can help you relax a little bit.”
“I love you, my dear.”
“I love you too.”
You stood up from where you were kneeling and sat yourself in his lap, resting your head on his shoulder. With his wife now in his lap, Diluc returned to his work.
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BUT I LOVE YOUUUU ! ☆
featuring !! — iluna x gn reader.
synopsis !! — when you don't say ily back *gasps*.
format !! — headcanons.
warnings !! — a lil cursing. the use of word " bro ".
kyori's note !! — fist post ayyyy. pog. stan iluna besties <3
REN ZOTTO ! ☆
he just finished streaming, and he was tired asf.
"i love you baby" (◕ᴥ◕)
"mhmm" (￣(ｴ)￣)
he gasps. i just know he's a dramatic mf in private <3.
"baby?"
"..."
"aight no kisses for you" he smirks.
now that's scary but you maintained ur composure cause ur pog.
"babyyyyyyy i love you" insert more whining.
if that doesn't work well, our alien prince will use plan b. tickling.
won't stop until you say ily back LMAO.
laughs proudly when you say it cause he's a cheeky mf. ( pls i love his voice sm bro- )
SCARLE YONAGUNI ! ☆
mommy-
so y'all were cuddling.
"i looooove you" she kisses ur forehead, expecting a response but you just nod.
she literally goes (´⊙ω⊙`)！
"love, is something wrong?" she asks a lil confused.
"y/n?" oh shoot not the name-
idk why but i feel like she'll lowkey try to remember if something upset you because she's such a sweetheart.
she won't talk unless you say something so u finally tell her it was a prank.
will yeet you lovingly off her lap ( ◜‿◝ )♡
scarle yonaguni supremacy indeed.
KYO KANEKO ! ☆
baby boy just yeets himself onto you to tell you how much he loves you.
"god i love you so much mwah" ( ˘ ³˘)♥
"wanna play smash bros?"
are you fr? y/n are you seriously ignoring ur adorable lover? honey no.
"umm uhh sure?" he replies, his voice slightly breaking.
HOW DARE YOU HURT HIM YOU-
literally for the entire three matches you both played he looked more and more sad :(
the guilt that filled you when you looked at his lil pout was enough for you to explain that it was a prank and apologize.
"so umm so like can you say it now?" he chuckles, hugging you.
"i love you too kyo."
don't do that again, or else ಥ_ಥ
MARIA MARIONETTE ! ☆
my precious lil being.
how could you do this to her y/n?
"i love you" she says shyly, hiding her face in her hands.
"mhmm"
she's confused. (・o・)
was this supposed to happen?
that's not what she learnt from google tho-
like my girl literally goes out of the room to ✨research✨ ur reaction.
a true #girlboss indeed.
like your had to chase her down and explain it to her lmfaooo.
"oh" pls i love her sm aaaaa.
please tell her ily again bro.
ASTER ARCADIA ! ☆
pretty boy was always pretty nervous when it came to expressing love.
"i love you y/n" he whispers (◍•ᴗ•◍)
"....."
i feel like he's very sensitive when it comes to this type of stuff.
he gets very worried. immediately apologizes before dashing out of the room.
ur lover is crying cause of ur stupid ass prank y/n. ಠ︵ಠ
"ASTER BABY NOO IT WAS A PRANK" you try to comfort him.
poor baby :(((
stop crying after a lil while.
"i love you too ! i love you so much" you kiss his forehead <3
cuddles to make him happy. NOW.
AIA AMARE ! ☆
she knew what was going on.
queen shit amirite?
"i love you, you lovable idiot." she smiles.
but that sweet smile turns into an amused smirk as soon as she hears no response. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"babe please, you're too easy to read"
if you still don't budge or pretend to be confused. ( which is epic btw i would just surrender lol )
"no more cuddles" and you know she's deadass about it too.
instant panik.
a prank <<< cuddles from aia amare 😍
so you end up admitting it because who tf would wanna be banned from cuddling with such a beautiful woman?
aia : 1, y/n : 0.
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∑一 Gasoline・゜・。
author’s note: so I started this months ago and came back today and somehow finished it? it’s now 4 am and idk what I’ve written but we posting it babyyyyyyy
song: reckless driving by lizzy mcalpine, ben kessler
warnings: cursing, narcissism, over-dramatics, cringe, sarcasm, flirting, confessions, unedited
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Okay, I’ll admit. I’m not the best when it comes to..following the rules? Heeding caution? Listening to anyone??? Yeah not the greatest in that department.
But! I’m practically flying high in all others. Better brother, better turtle, cooler weapon, and not to mention handsome as fuuuck. So handsome in fact, I know I’ve snagged your attention. Heh. Call it what you will, intuition or gut-feeling, I know I’ve been occupying your mind.
But the thing is, you won’t admit it. No matter how much I prod, tease, or blatantly ask. It’s always “Leo, no.” “Leo, stop!” “Leo, shut up!!” And never “Yes, I think about you endlessly Leo, you’re right, and super handsome, be my one and only turtle”
…
Yeah…
It’s never ever that. And maybe that’s the reason why I can’t let this go. Because I know I’m right. If I wasn’t why would you keep coming around? Why would you spare glances my way? Why would you wear blue? It was all so infuriating to see these little details only to be denied again and again.
Raph says I’m getting a little obsessed. Donnie doesn’t give two fucks. And Mikey says something even worse, that I’m in love. Barf. Gross. Me? Love? Hell no. I collect admirers. I flirt with everyone. Unabashedly. Why would I fall in love with someone who is so clearly in denial that they are in love with me??? All I’m doing is getting them to admit the truth, and then they’ll be another tally mark. Another addition to the ever growing list of admirers I have.
It comes with the title of being the Face Man and all of that. Perks of being me I guess!
And so I was up to my usual antics.
“Keys Y/n, keys babe!” You scoffed pushing my hands away. “Keep your grabby mitts away, there’s no way in hell I’m letting you drive.”
“I curbed one time Y/n. Once! Give a turtle some slack here!!” I’m practically begging at this point. Because I have a plan. A genius plan to get you to finally admit the truth. It’s going to be epic.
“I think you’re also forgetting the three times you purposely ran into trash cans. You almost backed into another vehicle. And don’t get me started on how many times you accidentally forgot the keys in the car!”
…Okay so maybe there are a few more reasons as to why I shouldn’t be driving. But no matter! I’m a master manipulator. I can sway those around me like a pro. Plus since ya have feelings for me, I’m sure you actually really do just wanna hand over those keys. You’re just like playing a little hard to get is all.
“Whaaaa?? Are you sure that wasn’t Angelo? Pretty sure that was totally him and not me.” A big cheesy smile lights up my face trying to turn that frown of yours upside down. “Plus in any case I’ve got super rad portal powers to snab the forgotten keys!”
“Leo. No.”
And the actual begging and groaning and bemoaning ensues. I don’t throw temper tantrums that often. Only when necessary. After many ‘pleases’ and promises to drive extra careful. I finally get my long awaited—
“Leo, I said noooooooooo!”
A hard flick resonates against the space right above the middle of my eyes. Dramatically I flinch backwards crying out in faux pain. My hands going up, one covering the space that has just been so grievously wounded. “Oh c’mon that didn’t hurt…”
“Did it?”
Peeking through my three fingers I see the wisps of concern on your features and it’s at this moment where my all-of-the-sudden-plan enacts. As you draw closer out of worry it’s just too easy to create a small portal with my other hand that is behind my back. Don’t ask how the dagger got in my palm. Sometimes being a ninja just has its perks.
And just like that the keys to your car are securely in my hand and I bolt before you can realize you’ve been…hand-pocketed? Pick-pocketed? Whatever the case!
As I gloat from the driver’s side window, with the locks safely on so you couldn’t just rip open the door and strangle me like you were threatening to do right now. I make a show of raising the volume in your car and celebrating more with a little dance in the drivers seat. It’s not until you shake your head and the flames extinguish from your eyes do I dare to unlock the passenger door for you to get in.
You do slam the door close though. “Dramatic much?”
I can’t help but tease. I love winning. I love rubbing it in everyone’s face. And it makes my bones sing to see you get so riled up all over little ol’ me. You glower, somehow holding your tongue, perhaps giving me the silent treatment as you take over the music.
Driver gets veto power though. So I skip a bunch of songs you choose until I feel the flames start to rise again and I worry we (or rather I) may never even make it out of your driveway before I turn into roasted turtle. And that can’t be tasty.
So I let this particular song play. Humming along since I don’t know the words as I start to pull out and drive on the road. You stay silent for the most part and that just won’t do so I may or may not get a little too close to a curb for comfort on your side of the vehicle.
“God damnit Leo if you curb!!” You hiss as you clutch the handle on the car door. “Whoopsie!” I laugh getting back to the middle of the lane easily enough. “Where did you want to go so badly anyways?” You grump. But at least you’re talking now! “It’s a surprise!” I sing-song.
Now initially, my plan to force your admission of feelings was to continue to drive really recklessly and maybe almost die in a car crash or something like in the movies. And while you think I’m about to die you just have to tell me that you are helplessly in love and like magic. Confession secured.
But now thinking about it more seriously there are plenty of unknown factors like, what if I do actually kill myself in the process. Or ya know, you get hurt? Or I just wreck the car and we both are totally fine?! I don’t see myself surviving much longer after that if that ends up being the case. So I have nothing. Zilch. Nada. No back up plan was really made.
So I just drive.
And as previously mentioned, I’m not the best driver…
So you are on edge the entire time and constantly telling me to “Watch out!” “Don’t curb!” “Don’t hit that dude crossing the street!” “Red means stop!” “Yellow means slooow!”
Thankfully I know what green means. Aka turtle. Aka go ninja go ninja go. I’m proud of that one. Anywho, the drive winds up and down the backstreets of New York until even I don’t know where the fuck we are.
I pull over, parallel parking. Miraculously it’s one of the few tricks I can do with a car and you breath out a very unnecessary sigh of relief. “So this is the surprise?” You are looking around the low rise buildings with slight curiosity but more confusion than anything.
Nothing here is really special. No shops. No bright sparkly lights. It’s actually pretty grim because a few of the streetlights are out making the dark night even darker. It’s probably the least romantic place in the world. Definitely holds no sentimental value for an awe-inspiring confession.
My head hits the steering wheel as I close my eyes and say “Yup!” As bright and false as possible. I feel like a jerk and even worse than that a failure. I’m greeted with silence and I don’t open my eyes to check your face. I’m sure it’s turning into disappointment right now.
“Leo, everything okay?”
My head turns slightly, if only because your voice sounds a little different. I mean you usually are quite serious, but it’s also one filled with… care? “Just thinking.” And that is not a lie, just a very vague statement.
“Wanna talk about it?”
I mull it over. What am I even thinking? Driving around in the middle of the night. Being chaotic. Being a nuisance. Being with you. Dragging you along. Trying to get you to say something you’ll never say in a million years. And turtles sadly don’t live that long.
“Y/n, do you like me?”
I don’t dare take my eyes off of you now. Truthfully I feel like spewing out nonsense to cover up my mistake. I just had to open my big fat mouth. To actually say shit I actually mean. Or in this case something I really want to know. Your eyes widen ever so slightly, and you tilt your head as if you hadn’t even considered that a possibility. Liking me.
I’m instantly filling up the silence. “Like better than Mikey right? Pretty sure I don’t have to sweat over Donnie. And Raph may be second place but I’m definitely number one right?”
This way it’s easy. This way it’s safe. This way no one gets hurt. This way I don’t get hurt. This way I can play it off.
“I do like you.”
My thoughts empty and I straighten up. Swallowing back the spit that’s suddenly filling up my entire mouth. “Right duh, of course you do. Everyone does!” I laugh, smiling big as if nothing you just said affected me. Like I totally won’t be thinking about this even later tonight back at the lair. Overthinking it. Surely you meant it as a friend… but a turtle can hope?
“Even though you are so annoying.” You tack on, but your smile is too much. It’s genuine. It’s not plastered on like mine. It doesn’t hide anything.
Oh shit.
I just continue on, blabbering complete and utter nonsense at this point. Because part of me can’t believe it. That you really said it. That you do like me. That this surely isn’t possible, that you’re about to laugh and say that this was all some funny joke.
“Do you like me?”
And where there was nonstop chatter, it turns to silence. I avoid your stare now. In fact I turn my whole face away because I can feel my red marks heating up. Which is never a good sign. Blushing will only end in embarrassment. More than I can handle.
“Whaaaat? Me? Like you?”
I leave it open ended. To be inferred that I couldn’t possibly. But I think I just continue shooting or maybe slicing myself in the foot. Over and over and over again. Because in the window I can see you’re still looking my way. And your lips are pursed together in a small know-it-all smile. I whip my head back around, forgetting all about the embarrassing heat that covers my face.
“Y-yeah. I do.”
And then you lean forward.
Time slows.
And I feel your lips on mine.
And my eyes are so wide. I don’t know what to do but just stare. I don’t move. I don’t breath. Your eyes are closed and your lips are soft if only a little chapped. You pull away slightly, and I can feel your breath fan over my face.
“Good.” Is all you say. And I nod like a dumb pile of rocks is all I have for brains. “Now how about I drive?” Again I’m nodding.
The only thing that breaks the trance is the warning beep from your display signaling that I’ve just wasted all of the gas left in your tank.
…
Whoops!
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Bows Only: WE'RE SO BACK!!!!!!!
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Ok so apparently the last time I updated was in August? And it's April now... um. Sorry about that? I didn't realize it's been so long TTOTT there hasn't been much to talk about honestly
Actually uhhh scratch that. I didn't update in so long ON PURPOSE. Totally. The reason I didn't was because I didn't want to update again until the curse of Jean was broken. And guess what finally happened B)
But before we get to that, let's start where we left off with our last post... way back in August of 2023...
As we waited with bated breath for the release of Version 4.0, I did manage to get a few more notable acomplishments. Namely...
Childe friendship level 10!
And clearing floor 9 with all 9 stars! (I still cannot do this consistently on this account as I type this btw ._.)
When 4.0 finally dropped, I fist went to wish on Yelan's banner. Things were off to a great start:
We got another stringless! I already had two built up, so I used this one as refinement for one of them.
And then... the shooting star lit up gold, and... well, you know how that went.
Try as I may, and Try as I might, Yelan would not come home. And, in this account's most humiliating L to date...
The banner cycle ended with no Yelan and no Lyney.
Still, I could not afford to simply give up. I still worked hard throughout September, earning primogems and building my characters...
I got this really satisfying set of Daily Commissions once
So like. That kinda makes up for not having Yelan. sure
Also! I decided to test Childe's limits!
Look at that damage. All Tartagles babyyyyyyy
And uhhh the date on that one is in September and the date on this next one is in January so. I suppose nothing of interest happened in those months. Makes sense honestly, I had enough to gurantee a 5 star on here so I wasn't quite as desperate for primos and therefore wasn't logging on much... Plus with all the new content that comes with a major version update I was spending more time than usual on my main, leaving less time for this account. But anyway!
In the second half of 4.3 came two very important banners, one for each of my accounts:
On my main, My Raiden went from C1 to C2!
And, here on Bows Only, that 50/50 gurantee from the Yelan disaster finally came in use:
After dodging us countless times... in 2.8... in 3.2... in 3.7... Finally... FINALLY!!! We've obtained the most elusive fireworks maker!
Our quest to max ascend all our characters also continues:
And uhhh here's some event scores:
I also did Klee's story quest, and something they mentioned at the end really stuck out to me:
...They talk a lot about Ludi Harpastum in this quest, but we still haven't gotten to see that festival in game... Not once...
And it was soon after this that... my computer broke .-. I downloaded genshin on my phone while I waited for the repairs on it to be complete, but mobile genshin fricking sucks so I was only logging onto my main account to do limited time events and that's IT. I wasn't even doing my dailies on there and I was barely even touching Bows Only at all...
And it was only supposed to be a couple of weeks, but things kept getting delayed (They ordered the part they needed. they were sent the wrong one. they sent it back. they got the right part but it was broken. they sent it back. they got the wrong part again--) and my computer was gone for like two months TTOTT So I was stuck on mobile for the entirety of 4.4 and the better part of 4.5...
But eventually my dear puter came back to me (and I deleted genshin off my phone immediately) and I was able to consistently play on both accounts once more! It's a good thing, too, because coming up in 4.6 was a Lyney rerun...
I decided to do the Ararycan quest on this account because there's a follow-up to it I still haven't done on my main and I wanted to replay the first as a refresher. And uh
How do I still keep forgetting this is my name. Genshin characters talking about David Bowie still throws me through a loop.
We garnered up primogems upon primogems... by the time the 4.6 update day came around, I had 94 fates at hand. But I also had 0 pity, and no 50/50 gurantee...
I knew what was coming. I knew exactly what to expect. When that shooting star turned to gold, it would be C5 Jean coming to greet me. But even so, I had plenty of savings, and 3 weeks to get even more. As long as I was a little lucky with how many fates it took for each 5 star, getting Lyney afterwards wasn't out of the realm of possibility.
At the 5th 10 pull, it turned gold. "Good," I thought. "That's early. I could get back up to soft pity before the banner ends."
And then, on 52 pity, the impossible happened...
.
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BOWS ONLY HAS OFFICIALLY WON OUR FIRST EVER 50/50!!!!!!!
Ever since this account first came to be, nearly 2 years ago now, we've lost ever single 50/50, and to the same character no less. But finally, after L after L, right when I least expected it, we've finally taken the W. And it's all thanks to this wonderful, amazing, magical catboy. Thank you, Lyney. I love you
I... did not prefarm for him like at all but that's okay, I had over 100 fragile resin saved up. I fought that crab countless times, and in only a day:
It's what he deserves <3
He's not the only one who got to be ascended that day, either. After him, there was only one character left who was still on ascension 5, but not for much longer:
Now that all of our characters are max ascended, we have three main goals for this account:
Continue to build our characters in other ways. This includes ascending and/or replacing weapons, leveling up talents, and of course, the artifact grind... and also I might level the characters up to 90. We'll see. Pretty sure I have the books for it tbh
Gather primogems. Because of how early we got Lyney, we've got a good head start on our savings for the next 5 star bow to release or rerun (though the only character we still need to rerun is Yelan). But it's always better to be safe than sorry. Just because the curse of Jean has been lifted doesn't mean we can't still lose 50/50s (though if we lost a 50/50 to Tighnari I'd be quite amenable to that). And finally...
Advance the main story. Cyno's Act II story quest is being added this version, so I'd like to replay Act I on this account first before playing the new one on my main. In order to do that though, I first must complete Act IV of the Sumeru Archon Quest-- and I haven't even done the Chasm Archon quest on here... Still, I think it's about time we did the Sumeru Archon quest. Actually, assuming there's another Traveler Archon Quest coming before Natlan, which there ought to be, I should play Caribert on this account too. So, that will be our goal. We play up to Caribert, and then give archon quests a rest for another while.
With those goals in mind, I think this series may be seeing more frequent updates for a while... maybe. Don't @ me if that ends up being wrong.
As always, feel free to send a friend request if you're on Europe server:
And if you're on America server, here's my main:
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64 BABYYYYYYY
Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward
I'm gonna assume this one was for Devil and post accordingly... better prepare >:3 @aamusedly
"You're doing this on purpose."
"You'll have to be more specific."
"Stop turning your head!"
"Stop holding my jaw."
"I can't stop holding your jaw if you don't stop turning your head."
This was... interesting. It was absolutely torrential outside, and her place had been closer than his (if he even had a central 'place' and not just multiple bases, she still wasn't clear). He had jokingly suggested a sleepover, and she had jokingly taken him up on the offer. And attempt at movie night had been initiated, but they were both distracted from Die Hard and he had wandered into her bathroom to mess with her stuff.
And...
Okay, no, she couldn't justify her way up to this. They were back on the couch, McClain was crawling through a vent, and Lo was sitting in his lap and trying to put lipstick on Devil's constantly-moving mouth.
Had they been talking about drag? Her fashion choices? She couldn't remember. All she knew was she'd started trying to put a two-tone on him standing up, and he'd moved. She's knelt down next to him and he'd moved again. Straddling him had gotten a comment that had made her almost put the makeup away, and now she was just... trying to hold him in place, Yeah.
Not that it was working. Lo's hand moved against his chin, and a smear of candy apple red painted a bit of his stubble along with his bottom lip. Lo groaned and went for the makeup wipe.
"Do you want the lipstick or not?"
"I want to watch you squirm some more, actually." Lo rolled her eyes; this wasn't expensive makeup, at the very least, or she'd be much more upset. She wiped his bottom lip, and saw Devil smirk a little under her finger. "You're enjoying this."
"Not you wasting my makeup!" She opened the tube and tried again; this time it went on without issue, and she all but sighed in relief. The cap snapped back on. "Okay, halfway done. Do you want black, dark red, or a wine color for the top?"
"Which one do you find the most kissable?" She finally looked up at his eyes; he looked a little odd with only one lip painted, but he wore it with the confidence of a king.
Or a very convincing actor. She pondered the question.
"...If we use black, it'd be too much like mine. No experimentation in that. I'm thinking the wine color." Pop goes the lid of the other tube. This time Devil holds still, parting his lips a little; Lo carefully painted it on, swiping away a tiny smudge in the corner with her thumb. She pulled back and closed the tube, taking him in.
It... did not look bad, actually. She might have liked it more if it were a lighter color or he had some foundation - the candy red stuck out a bit against natural, sweat-slicked skin - but Devil looked comfortable as could be, and - she had to admit - quite handsome.
"Well, don't keep me in suspense over here." Lo barely registered him taking the hand mirror from a nearby table, turning his head to one side as he took himself in. "Not bad. I might have to steal your colors next." He looked back at her, and the painted smile widened. "What are you willing to bet I can wear it better than you?"
The thought entered her head with the quickness and urgency of the lightning outside. She set the tube down.
"...Lo?"
His eyes widened; she had to imagine her hands coming at his face might have looked like an attack for just a moment. But then her lips were on his, and her breath was on his skin, and she felt the slightest smear of color on color. He made a noise, just for a moment - and then his hand was on the back of her head, and she was pulled into a straddle on top of him, his other hand cradling the small of her back.
She wasn't sure which one of them pulled away first. For a moment she couldn't open her eyes; instead she focused on his body underneath her, her thigh against his waist, his shirt bunched up in her taut-knuckle grip. But then she did open them - and saw a black and plum stain against his mouth, just as she was sure there were wine and red smears across hers.
"...Not bad," she said after a moment, as Devil opened his eyes to look at her, "I think you wear it well."
And then she went in for another.
Bonus:
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IM SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP MOC 47 IS FOREVER INGRAINED IN MY MINDS EYE!!! Dude how do you manage to still get me SO GOOD with each chapter DAMN. I sadly saw the brief spoiler about you know who and was like WHATTTTT so I read it and omfg bro, bro. SO GOOD. Like what a way to end that, it was just breathtakingly painful in the best of ways. I LOVE the character growth of MC in this you have no flipping idea, her calling Hyunwoo out for his OWN GOD COMPLEX??? BAM!! Proud moment. I just love seeing her come to terms with herself about who she is and her own issues. Because that’s where the healing REALLY begins is with yourself. AND HONGJOONGGGG!! I can’t blame him for doing what he did and it prob won’t be the last time he’s gotta make these hard decisions since he’s gotta look out for himself and his crew. But that moment between them?? Where’s he like I’ll bury him. Broke me. Just that one glance of pure emotion and humanity to show her that he isnt completely void of emotions. I cry. They really are the same. AND JONGHOOOOO IM CRYING BABYYYYYYY!! That hug? I needed that, needed to read that. That was just ugh, so cute. And Wooyoung and Yeosang maybe heading off to patch things up? 🥹🥹🥹, but OMFG THAT HWA AND JOONG MOMENT?? Bro I got my theory that something finally imploded from HoJoong relationship and Seonghwa. But also something happened with Seonghwa going to possibly kill his mother since that never really got clarified if she did die??? I’m so MF hyped for this next chapter and interim and the drinking chapter like YES. I also CANNOT wait for MC and San to be reunited once again. Do not part my babies from each other again like that so soon 😭. I hope they all get some healing and rest in before more shit flies their way. Overall, tho you’ve been gone for a hot minute, this chapter was such good food and I’m buzzing thinking about what’ll happen next 💞🥹. Until then, take care of yourself Caly ✨✨
KJDFHWUEIFHWEF UR TAKING ME OUT PLS AH!
ITS SO EXCITING TO SEE HER GROW I KNOWWWW man it’s so satisfying as a writer to finally reach that point of growth too i get so giddy when i post bc i can’t wait to see people’s reactions to it, and as fun as it is to show fucked up mistakes and all that, i do so adore showing people help themselves the right way and work on themselves in a healthy way too ugh <333
that specific moment with hongjoong was so raw to write that i almost broke down too </3 then ofc so many things happened back on the ship and so MUCH!!! but i think you are the closest on the mark with what is going on between seonghwa and hongjoong heheheh no one has quite gotten there except for you!!!!
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Hiii can you do a Luke x Reader where Luke wants the reader’s attention for none other than cuddles but the reader is doing something for the band (maybe editing a video for the Jatp youtube channel) while Luke is being very tempting to cuddle with the reader finally gives in. :) Thank youuuu
TITLE: Take a break (Luke Patterson x reader)
✌🏻Masterlist Taglist, Requests, and Works in progress!
Prompt/summary: Reader is busy editing a video for the band but her boyfriend Luke desperately wants cuddles.
Word Count: 1,003
Authors note: Sorry this is kinda short, I haven’t been home today so this is posted from my phone. If there’s any mistakes please lmk!
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It had taken roughly 13 hours to film this video over the span of two days. We took our time getting different shots and angles from inside the garage and getting the perfect mixing done on the song. We were so excited to get this video out there for the Fantoms to see, but to do that it required editing. A lot of editing.
So here I am, at my desk, editing for the past 6-8 hours trying to wrap this up today so it can post on schedule tomorrow. I sighed as I rubbed my face, this was taking a lot longer than normal due to the fact I wanted to add some special effects and jump cuts to make the video flow easier. I’m getting so sick of hearing the same section of audio over and over as I try to get it just right.
“(Y/n)?” I heard Luke yell from the hallway.
I slid one side of my headphones back, “In here Luke.”
He walked in with a big smile on his face that I couldn’t help but return.
He walked over and pulled me into a hug, which was kinda weird cause I was still sitting down in a chair but not like I’m gonna complain.
I noticed he had brought a big bag of food with him from a local restaurant.
“I figured you hadn’t eaten dinner yet. Have you taken a break?” He asked.
“No,” I sighed, “but I really need to finish this.”
“You need to eat,” he said. Unpacking the food and sitting it beside me with a fork and spoon.
“That smells so good,” I said, digging in, “thank you.”
“Did you eat anything?”
I paused trying to think, “I ate some cereal this morning but where I’ve been sitting I haven’t really gotten hungry.”
He sighed, “You need to remember to eat.”
“I know... I’ll eat this while I’m working on the rest of the video.”
He groaned and flopped down on my bed.
“It’ll only be a little bit,” I said. I turned back around and started the video again from the beginning.
I know he wasn’t meaning to annoy me. I had been at it for a long time and I had promised we would be out today, but there was just too much I needed to do before tomorrow.
“(Y/nnnnnn),” he groaned from my bed.
“Yeah?”
“Please come cuddle.”
I sighed, “Luke I really can’t right now.”
“Yes you can you just don’t want to.”
I turned around in my chair to face him, “Baby I need to finish this.”
He flips around so he’s lying on his stomach facing me, “Please?”
“Give me 10 minutes and I’ll try to finish up.”
He cheers and goes back to laying on the bed watching me.
Eventually ten minutes go by. The only reason I know this is because Luke walks up behind me and throws his arms around me.
“Babyyyyyyy,” he says, he placed a gentle kiss on my neck that I couldn’t help but giggle at.
“A few more minutes.”
He sighs, “You said that 10 minutes ago.”
“No,” I giggle, “I said give me 10 minutes 10 minutes ago.”
He rolls his eyes. My chair is quickly turned around and I’m being lifted up out of my chair before I could even protest.
“Don’t even try,” he said, “You promised me we would hang out and you haven’t even taken a break today. Give me an hour or two and when I’m gone you can go back to editing, okay?”
I sigh as he places me gently on the bed, crawling to lay on top of me, “Okayyyyyy.”
He laughs before reaching up to give me a kiss which I happily return.
“You’re doing so great on the video baby, don’t stress about it the fans are gonna love it,” he says.
I smile, “Thanks baby.”
I play with his hair as I slowly feel myself getting more tired by the minute.
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I must’ve fallen asleep. When I finally woke up I saw the sun had already set and my boyfriend had flipped us so I was lying on his chest with his arms wrapped around my waist. Snores fell from his mouth as he nuzzled his face closer to my neck.
“Luke?” I said.
“Hey baby, did you sleep okay?”
“Yeah, I really needed that,” I smiled.
He kissed my hand, “Well I’m glad I could help with that.”
I looked over at the clock, “What time did I fall asleep?”
“Around 6:30 ish, why?”
“It’s already 8:46...” I said.
He pulled his head up to kiss my cheek, “Do you wanna get back to work?”
I thought for a moment, “I guess I can finish the rest of the editing tomorrow morning...”
He smiled.
“Stay?” I asked.
“Always.”
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Just watched 86 ep 12
Second Cour / Second Season babyyyyyyy get ready for me to cry again every week.
The trailer made it look like Lena and Annette have a cold relationship post-first cour, and Ernst sounds like a ruthless megalomaniac. Turns out not the case.
I mistook Grethe and Shiden for the same person in the trailer lol. Must be because of the crop cut, lipstick and the latter's low brightness scene in the trailer.
I like how it opens practically the same way as Ep1, but now Lena is ice cold, far less naive while manages to do her job far better and is more esteemed as a leader/handler. Shows that she has learned a lot from experiences.
The way Lena still keeps the spearhead's last 5 on the board... And finally put Rei in the box... And still keeping the box and salute to it every morning, and brings the Spearhead's photo and letter everywhere... And the cat finally has a name 😭😭
God they really be making this guy even more pathetic than he already is in the novel. That office is practically his photo album.
Anyway, is this the Queen's Knights please say this is Queen's Knights. (Idk the real name of the squadron tho)
Must say Shiden and Lena really work and regard each other very well. Total improvement from with Pleiades and with Shin and the spearhead members in the earlier days.
Shin keeps running to reach Rei desperately but not moving and no sound :''(( Rei admits he doesn't want Shin to forget him and asks him to live happily and recall his brother once in a while... 😭😭
This entire scene is gold lmao.
This too lmaoo the faces.
That's... That's a spoiler for me... I haven't reached this point in the novel.... Now it makes sense why she speaks like that. I wasn't totally buying into the whole "ten years old who speaks like she's older" thing but now it makes sense if she's a royalty.
OPENING IS BY AMAZARASHI!!!!!!!!!
Shut u p sHUT upPP 😭😭
AMAZARASHI YEAAHHH I NEED FULL VERSION!! Also Eintagsfliege really makes for an aesthetic picture.
THAT HAND TOUCHES KAIE'S NAME im done kill me. Oh and also
Tl;dr:
So I guess this time it's more from the side of 86 (or now the Federal Republic of Giad)?
So far I like the anime's decision to go with chronological order instead of going back and forth like the novel. It's easier to digest, and doesn't change the original story. I’d find it difficult to pay attention to every date in every episode after all.
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Broken B.H. (p.2)
Summary: After a bad breakup you go to the only person you know can help
Word Count: 2,338
Warning: Russ comes back and is a POS
Requested: This is Part Two of this one!
A/N: Very sorry this took so long! Hope you guys like it! Also, please see this post, it’s something I’ve been thinking about and would like some input on!
Also, the book mentioned in this is real and i absolutely love Pippa Grant and all her books so give them a read (they are on kindle unlimited or on her website!)
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It had been about three months since you’d shown up on Ben’s door a mess. The first few days you had stayed with Ben, unable to even get out of bed. But you eventually made it home to the welcome arms of Cordelia, who had made it her mission, along with Ben, to make you feel better.
“Morning sunshine.” Cordelia said, bringing you breakfast, which she’d deemed your new morning routine . “Whatcha reading?”
“One of Pippa Grant's books. This one is about baseballs ‘oldest virgin’ who gave up his superstition because he was traded to a bad team, and the team's super fan who is trying to cock block him. It’s conveniently titled ‘Jockblocked’.”
Cordelia joined you in bed, setting her own little fry up as well. “Uh, send me that because that sounds so funny. Are you sure you’ll be okay while I’m gone?” She asked for the hundredth time.
“Yes, Cordi. Ben is coming over to stay while you’re gone. It’s your family vacation you can’t just not go.”
“I can and will if you need me to stay.” She was deadly serious too.
“I’ll be fine. Here I sent you that book.” You said, swiftly changing the subject.
Cordelia rolled her eyes but didn’t fight it. “Sweet I’ll have something to read on the plane ride. What time is Ben coming over?”
“He has to film most of the day but he said he would be over as soon as he finished.”
“Good. You haven’t been creeping on Russ have you?”
How did she always know? “Only a little. Wanna know something fucked?” She hummed around her bite of food. “He proposed to her.”
If she hadn’t swallowed the food in her mouth, it would have been all over your face. “Are you fucking serious?”
“Yes. After that I blocked them both so I’m not tempted to look again.” Which was partly a lie, you had already unblocked him once to check his page. “It’s whatever. I’m washing my hands of him. Thinking back on it, our relationship really hasn’t been as good as I thought it had been.”
In the days following the break up, your mind started replaying everything. You were mad at yourself for realizing just how blind you’d been to the signs that things weren’t right. All the times he had come up with an excuse to not see you, the plans he’d change, sometimes last minute. The complete lack of effort that hasn’t been apparent was suddenly screaming at you.
“It weirdly helps?” You finally continue, pushing a blueberry around your plate. “At first I was upset because I’d thought things were perfect. But now that I see it I feel..relieved? I guess. I don’t know.”
Cordi watched you as you spoke. She had been amazing about all this. “Maybe you subconsciously could feel something shifting and you tried to make up for it by trying to be more involved.”
“I think so. Because I know I should feel upset still, but I don’t. At least not on the level I had been. It’s like this weight I didn’t know I carried has lifted and I’m ready to move on. Not necessarily that I’ve moved on, just I don’t think I actually loved him like I thought I did.”
“I’m going to tell you something very important.” Cordelia said, moving the trays and turning to fully face you. “No one can tell you how to feel, or that your feelings are wrong. Everyone handles things in their own way and moves on at their own speed. Don’t feel like you can’t move on already just because someone else thinks you should be sad for months over this. It’s your life. Live it how you want.”
She was right. And having some tell you that had you relax a bit. It was that trust that felt more hurt anyway. You’d trusted this man to love you and treat you the way you should and he broke that for a long time without you even knowing. Then publicly humiliated. You shook the thoughts off, shifting your attention to Cordelia, who was about to leave you for three weeks.
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A few hours later, the house was quiet as you curled up on the couch with some popcorn. Ben would be over soon, which sent some excitement though you. Though you’d told Cordelia that you weren’t quite ready to move on to someone new, you hadn’t been entirely truthful.
Ben and you had spent just about everyday together since the break up. Which reignited some deep feelings you thought had gone away a long time ago. Which you were trying to ignore. Ben was your best friend and you didn’t want to risk ruining what you already had. But they were hard to ignore. The two of you would cuddle and watch movies. He would randomly show up sometimes with your favorite coffee or food. He loved taking you to set. Leading you around by the hand. The smile on his face as he talked was enough to make you feel genuinely happy. Sometimes you wanted to kiss him so bad when he smiled, or made you laugh.
A knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts.
“Ben.” You laughed, not bothering to check who it was. “Why give you a key if you’re just going to..” your sentence died off as you saw who was really at the door. “Russ.”
“Baby. Baby. Oh I miss you.” His words were slurred and his eyes were bloodshot.
You pulled the door closed a bit, locking the bottom lock as you did. “Go home, Russ. You’re drunk.”
“Babyyyyyyy.” He groaned, taking a step toward you.
“No. Shut up. You cheated on me and we broke up. Remember. Go home to your fiancé.” You made to close the door but his hand slapped against it.
“Don’t be like that, we had some fun times.” He tried to wiggle his eyebrows but failed. “Let’s relive some of them.” He closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
This time you were able to close the door, flipping the deadbolt as quick as you could.
“What the fuck, Y/N?” He started hitting the door, hard. “You bitch. Fucking let me in.” He moved to the window, knocking hard on it. His bloodshot eyes followed you as you ran to the living room for your phone.
“Siri, call Benny on speaker.” You called frantically, unable to find your phone on the couch. Russ continued banging on the window
“Y/N?” Ben's voice was muffled, you threw a pillow off the couch just as Russ yelled again.
“Come on! Let me in you bitch!”
“Y/N?” This time Ben was louder. “Are you okay? What’s going on?”
“Russ! He’s here and he’s drunk. He won’t leave!” You grabbed your phone and ran for the bathroom.
“I’m almost there.” The rev of his engine sounded through the speaker. “Where are you?”
“I locked myself in the bathroom.” There was a crash, and the sound of breaking glass. “Oh my gosh Ben I think he just broke the window.”
“I’m almost there. Just stay quiet. But don’t hang up.”
You covered your mouth, your face wet with tears as Russ called out. “Y/N. Why are you hiding? I just want to play a little. I know you always enjoyed that thing I could do with my tongue.” There was more crashing as his steps echoed in the hall.
“Don’t listen to him. I’m pulling in now. Call the cops.” A door slammed and suddenly Ben was yelling. “Oi, you weasel. Get the fuck out of here.”
Your hands shook as you hit the emergency button on your phone
“9-1-1 what’s your emergency?” The female operator's voice was calm compared to the ones in the hall.
“My ex. He broke into my house. I think it’s drunk.” Your voice was shaking as you tried to be quiet.
Keys clicking. “Okay, I’ve got your location and responders are on the way. Is there anyone else there?”
“Yes. My friend. He just got here. Ben. His name is Ben.”
“Okay hon, can you tell me where you are in the house?”
“The bathroom.” There was a gentle knock on the door. “Oh god.”
“Y/N. It’s me.” Ben called through the wood. “He ran out the door. It’s safe.”
You stood on shaking legs and opened the door. Ben had a huge red mark on his cheek.
“What’s happening, ma’am?”
“He left.” Ben responded, taking your phone as you wrapped your arms around him. “Yes ma’am. I think he might be on something. Yes. He did but I didn’t. Okay. We will thank you.” He slipped your phone in his pocket and held you close. “Shh it’s okay. She said someone is going to come take a statement and pictures of the house. You’re coming to my house.”
The events that followed were a blur. The living room was trashed. The window by the door was broken. Ben had a bruise showing up on his cheek. You mindlessly packed as Ben spoke with someone in the living room. Then you were off to his house.
You must have fallen asleep in the car because when you woke up you were curled up on Ben's bed. You could hear him talking just outside the door.
“No it’s okay. You don’t have to come home. Yeah she’s going to stay with me till you get back. I’ve already got someone scheduled tomorrow to fix the window and clean up the mess. You know I will. We will call if anything more happens. Enjoy your vacation.” The door opened, then the bed dipped. He dragged his fingers through your hair. “Hi.”
“How long was I asleep?”
“Not long. Cordelia tried to come home.” He gave a soft laugh as you pushed closer to him.
“I heard. Thanks for telling her to stay. She’s done so much. She deserves a vacation. Honestly you do too.”
“Anywhere I go, you’re going with me.” He stated matter-of-factly.
You sat up to refuse but grimaced at his cheek. “I’m sorry.” You lifted your hand, soft fingers touching the bruise as his head turned into your touch. “Why did he punch you?”
The breath of his laugh hit your arm. “Uh. I told him I was your boyfriend.”
Your heart leapt to your throat and your hand stilled on his face. “Oh?”
“He said I was lying so I just kept saying it, leading him away from the bathroom door. Finally he pulled back and punched me, then ran off like the little bitch he is.”
Tears blurred your vision as you looked away from him. “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.”
“You didn’t drag me into anything.” His fingers went under your chin, turning you to meet his eyes. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you. You mean too much to me, and I’ll fight and take as many hits to the face as it takes to keep you safe.” He slipped his hand around to cup your face. “Plus I think I look pretty badass.” He laughed.
And you lunged at him, meeting his lips with such force he fell back against the headboard. “Mmmph.” After a moment, his hand pushed against the back of your head, kissing you harder. His lips were soft against yours, gentle as he tried to pull you closer.
With a gasp you tried to jump back, not making it far with him still holding you. "That was…" You trailed off, chuckling at the dazed look in Ben's eyes. "Sorry." You whispered.
This time he met your lips, kissing you quickly before resting his forehead against yours. "You have got to stop apologizing." His thumb dragged across your bottom lip, green eyes staring right into yours. "It was perfect."
Your heart was beating so fast, and there were butterflies in your stomach as a smile crossed your lips. "I've been wanting to do that for weeks."
His eyes crinkled as he smiled. "Really? Oh thank god. Me too." He kissed you again. And again. And again.
After who knows how long, because honestly, kissing Ben seemed to make time slow down, the two of you were just laying there. His hand drawing lazy shapes across your back. "I guess we should make it so you're not a liar." You laughed.
"What do you mean?"
"Well." You started, picking at an invisible piece of lint from his shirt. "You told Russ you were my boyfriend. If you want, we can make that the truth."
His hand stilled for a moment, before continuing. "Are you sure? We don't have to rush anything. I'm willing to wait till you are ready."
"I am." You sat up, crossing your leg and watched him watch you. "I've actually been thinking a lot about it and I'm ready. It's something that has been on my mind lately. As Cordelia said, I was trying too hard to make up for the fact that I didn't want to see that Russ and I were falling apart. The past few months I've realized that spending time with you has kind of brought up some feelings I might have had a while back." He smirked, giving you a raised eyebrow look. "Sh. I'm serious. Maybe take it slow, but I think I'd like to make this work."
Ben was quiet as he looked at you. His eyes scanned your face as your heart started beating faster. Then he leaned in closer, cupping your face with both his hands. "Then let's make this work. Your speed. Anything you need. You tell me if something feels weird and we can work it out. A relationship is a two person thing, and we will work to make it work."
"That sounds good. I really like that plan." You said, smiling at him, then you whispered. "Can we kiss again."
"Anything you want." He smiled, pulling you forward and locking his lips to yours.
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O, Christmas Treats
Clyde x Sherri (Non-Linear Series)
Content: Clyde x Sherri eat cookies with medicine.
Author’s Note: This may or may not be based on a real life experience.
“Babyyyyyyy!” Sherri...whined? Cried? Moaned? Clyde had just walked through the door and Sherri came flying down the stairs.
“Hey, Babygirl,” he said. Sherri planted a kiss on his lips.
“Guess what came in the mail todaaaay?” she asked in a sing-songy voice. She helped Clyde out of his coat, nearly making him dizzy without how enthusiastic she was.
“What?”
“Our treats.”
“Oh,” Clyde said nodding and smiling. Sherri was so cute when she was excited about something.
She took his hand, led him up the stairs, and into their entertainment room.
“I just ordered us a pizza, too!”
“Oh, you’re really goin’ all out with...all things bein’ high...” Clyde said, trying to find the right words. Sherri giggled.
Clyde noticed that she’d restocked the mini-fridge with sodas and juice and filled the snack bin with all kinds of chips and candy and other salty and sweet snacks. Then, there was something wrapped up in green plastic and stuffed in a Ziploc bag.
“You’re real excited about this, ain’t you?” he asked.
“I am. I’ve always wanted to get high in my own house, and here I am--in a nice house with my husband,” Sherri said.
Clyde laughed and plopped down on the sofa. Then, Sherri retrieved the Ziploc bag, pulled the green plastic out, and unraveled it. She pulled out a cookie that had red and green frosting designs on it.
“I still can’t believe someone sends this stuff out through the mail,” he said.
“Me either. But I suppose as long as a police dog doesn’t go by the post office, we’re good to go.”
Sherri broke the cookie in half, then broke off quarter-size from the half. She gave it to Clyde. He put the piece in his mouth and Sherri did the same with her piece. Then, she stuffed the cookie bag inside the plastic wrap and tucked all the contents back into the Ziploc bag.
Clyde turned on the television and flipped through the channels. Then, Sherri rested her head on his shoulder.
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Thirty Minutes Later
Clyde lifted the top of the pizza box while Sherri retrieved paper plates from the pantry. He got a whiff of the cheesy pie, covered with sausage and green peppers.
“You feel anything yet, Baby?” Sherri asked, walking over with the plates. Clyde shook a slice loose with his right hand and plopped it on the top plate, and Sherri placed it on the table.
“Nah, not yet. You?”
Then, he tugged on the next slice, pulling the cheese off as he lifted the triangle. He folded the slice over and pulled it out.
“No, not really. I might get another little piece.”
“I don’t know, Baby. They said you’re supposed to let that stuff sit for a bit.” Clyde starting closing the box.
“I’m gonna get another slice,” Sherri said before Clyde closed the box.
“How about we just take this upstairs?” he asked.
Sherri nodded. “Even better.”
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Another Thirty Minutes Later
“I’m about to get another piece,” Sherri said, putting her empty plate down on the sofa.
“Go on and grab me a tiny piece, will you darlin’?” Clyde asked.
Sherri broke the half from earlier in another half, and she and Clyde gobbled the pieces down.
Ten Minutes Later
“I think I’m starting to feel it, Baby,” Clyde said, leaning back on the sofa and staring at the television. They were watching Wheel of Fortune.
“I haven’t felt a thing yet,” Sherri said with a little pout. She looked between them and grabbed the empty paper plates they’d placed on the sofa. “You want another slice?”
“Naw, not now,” Clyde responded.
They’d placed the pizza box on the folding serve trays they kept in the entertainment room. Sherri stood up with the paper plates and fell right down to the floor.
“Oh, shit--Baby, you alright?!” Clyde asked, leaning forward.
Sherri burst into laughter. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Clyde tried to stand up, but his feet felt like they were stuck to the floor. Finally, he rolled onto the floor and rubbed Sherri’s back. How that would help her up, he didn’t know.
“Just leave me down here,” Sherri said with a giggle. She rolled over on her back and cackled. Then, Clyde rolled over on his back and broke out into laughter, too.
Fifteen Minutes Later
“I’m horny,” Sherri said as the Jeopardy! opening played.
Clyde looked over at Sherri with a smile. “You are?”
“Yes, but I don’t know if I’d be able to find my own hole right now.”
“Pffffft!” Clyde laughed.
Sherri cackled again.
Clyde and Sherri Logan, newlyweds and best friends, sat on their floor for the rest of the evening, watching game shows and Christmas specials upside down.
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comparison post/self critique babyyyyyyy 2017-2019-2021 I love all in all that I got better at my general drawing and now can work on my colors and presentation. I wish I had better understood how I made the shine effect in 2019 because I remembered it being really easy and yet I couldn’t get it to happen again. I also couldn’t get the highlights in my lighting quite right still.
I’m glad I got the agate more like the mix of the previous times, where it’s smooth and yet vibrantly colored. Also the texture of the agate was a wonderful development! It was very sparse the first time, not particularly eye-catching the second time and the final time I felt like it was just right in that it was vibrantly colored and fit the actual texture of real agate, while still unique. I also removed their shoes as to fully showcase the way the gold came out of their heels.
The gold was another development that I still feel iffy on. I’m alright with the coloring the last two times but they’re still not quite right as gold. I like the wait I drew the gold presently though! I had made two other sketches and one used the gold to balance out phos’s pose ( which was kind of a fun running standing pose ), I’m glad that I could get it into the final redraw where it encircled phos.
Background still sucks but I feel I finally captured at least some aspects of the places in Phos’s life.
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3, 10, 17, 27, 28, 34, 41, 49
Thank you Teresa!!! and apologies again for keeping this waiting. I’ve already answered 3 and technically 10 (albeit not from the list, but in earlier asks), so I’ll jump to the others!
Love in Hate Nation Asks
17. What scene(s) made you cry (if any)?
This is a callout, isn’t it.
The entire damn show from the bootlegs alone - no really, I was crying from the big notes in Susannah’s Song onwards pretty much consistently to the end. If I had to pick some top tearjerkers, though, it’d be the obvious ones - Miss Asp cutting up the ukulele strings, the scene in the prison yard leading up to Oh, Well and Oh, Well itself. I Hope and Masochist win for biggest sobfests (Masochist had me an absolute mess), whereas the biggest tears of joy were the Oh, Well reprise in solitary, and of course, I Was a Teenage Delinquent through the Epilogue. If I just listed the whole damn show what does that tell you about its impact on me.
27. Teenage Delinquent or Revolution Song?
SUCH A TOUGH CALL but as a gay worth my salt and someone who’d heard a context-free version in concert performance videos almost a year before the show performed, gonna have to go with Teenage Delinquent, especially the finalized version with my favourite quote in the whole show.
28. Something you like/have noticed about the show that you haven’t seen anyone else mention yet?
So, so much (every other day I post about it in the server), but off the top of my head, let’s go with a) the sound design (that powerful smashing during the Revolution Song reprise/burning of Nation), and b) as a nice little coda to Judith’s “no I ain’t!” when Ya-Ya proclaims her her best friend, while all the girls are destroying Nation and after Ya-Ya burns it, Judith opens up her arms to give Ya-Ya the biggest crushing hug, which she runs into, and they leave the smouldering remains arm in arm. My heart!!!
34. A very small detail that you appreciate?
See above for the Judith-Ya-Ya hug, but I also really love just the subtle body-language acting of Sheila whenever she watches Susannah without her knowing, and any of the background actions of the girls, be it Ya-Ya and Dorothy comforting each other, Kitty’s reactions to anything, et cetera. The fact that Francis models himself off of Kerouac had to be intentional, too, and had me rolling because I cannot stand the Beats, consider them a bunch of misogynistic privileged morons who only toyed with ideas of progress, and find their glorification peak white guy mediocrity, and usually the very specific Type of sexist fake-progressive college leftist white guy that likes them is exactly a Francis. It’s just a perfect bit of characterization.
Also from a costuming standpoint, Rat’s jacket having RT on it, and in the epilogue, adult!Sheila’s leather jacket sporting a pride patch decades before Michael Mell will.
41. An anecdote about your experience with LIHN?
Sadly nothing all that noteworthy except that I saw a clip of Joe performing Three Failed Escape Attempts of Sheila Nail at the end of Summer 2018 and thought “wow, this is cool, this girl seems gay” while knowing no context, and being right. That and I’m determined to be part of the building of the online fanbase for it!
49. Bruce the Ocelot or Harriet II?
Let’s go with Bruce because porcelain dolls are freakin’ creepy, and ocelots are adorable. As is Kitty talking about them. Look at this big eyed babyyyyyyy!
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