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lovebugism · 2 months

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could I request maybe shy!reader trying to play dnd with eddie but she's suuuuuuper nervous and confused and internally panicking about him not liking her anymore if she can't get into it?? Or if you wanna change it up please do!! love you!!

love you! hope you like it! — you get insecure about not liking d&d when a girl joins hellfire (shy!fem!r, hurt/comfort ish, established relationship, 1.4k)

The Hellfire room is void of the boyish bodies that usually fill it. The abandoned classroom, turned freak sanctuary, is now littered with pieces the rogues, clerics, and bards left behind — in half-empty soda cans and crumbled-up bags of potato chips.

While Eddie packs up his binder, filled to the brim with miscellaneous papers, you wander around the long table with a trashcan in hand. The wild-haired boy squints when you chuck Dustin’s crushed Pepsi in the bin. “You don’t have to do that, you know?”

“It’s okay,” you shrug. “I don’t mind.”

Eddie huffs through his nose, feeling too exhausted now to argue. He slides his binder into his bag and watches you rake Gareth’s chip crumbs into the trashcan. The urge to stop you becomes unignorable then.

“Okay, well, you know what? I mind—” the boy retorts, striding the very short distance to you and snatching the bin from your grip. He smiles a crooked grin and continues in a fantastical accent. “—‘Cause the Dungeon Master’s queen shouldn’t have to clean up after a bunch of lowborns, alright?”

You roll your eyes with a subdued giggle. “Someone’s gotta do it, Eds,” you insist as you reach for the plastic container he took. You exhale sharply when he hides it further behind him, pulling it further out of your way. “I wanna be of some use around here!”

Eddie’s face twists. “Don’t say that.”

You cower beneath his stare. “Well… It’s not like I actually play or anything. I just kinda… sit around… And watch you guys do everything…”

“Well, why would you play?” he laughs. “You don’t even like D&D.”

Something in the way he says it makes you ache. You’ve always felt distantly horrible about it — failing to take interest in something he holds so close to his heart. Hearing him reiterate that fact twists the knife lodged in your chest.

“That doesn’t bother you?” you wonder, impossibly shy. “That I don’t play?”

Eddie shrugs and sits the bin down again. “Why would that bother me?” he scoffs.

“I don’t know… ‘Cause you like it. And it’s your favorite thing to do in the whole world.”

“Well… Maybe not my favorite thing,” he croons with a mischievous glint in his eye.

Your nose scrunches in disdain. His laughter fills the empty room as his ringed hands spread warm along your sides. “I just feel bad,” you confess, gaze averted to the scuffed tile beneath your feet. “You know, that I can’t get into or whatever.”

Eddie meets your subtle pout with an unbothered grin. “There’s nothing to feel bad about. People like different things, babe. That’s life,” he assures you, squeezing softly at your sides. “I mean, it’s no different than me hating The Smiths, right? I still let you play their cassettes in the van, and you still sit in on all my campaigns— and that, sweetheart, is the meaning of true love…”

Unswayed, you jerk softly back when he leans down to kiss you. You frown up at him with your arms crossed between your bodies. “But Rory loves D&D. And she’s super pretty…”

Aurora Edwards was the newest edition to the Hellfire gang. She goes by Rory for short, though, ‘cause she’s cool like that and everything. Her dyed blonde hair is as wild as Eddie’s, cut into a makeshift mullet that sits sort of shaggy on her head — intentionally messy in a way only she can pull off.

She likes cool music and cool clothes and cool hobbies — because everything she does seems to have some sort of subverted flair to it. She’s smart and she’s nerdy and she’s beautiful. None of which seem fair. You’ve been stirring with feelings of inadequacy since you met her.

And Eddie doesn’t seem to get any of it. His brows furrow at your words, like none of them have any sort of meaning to him.

“She’s way more your type than I am,” you blurt.

A laugh sputters from his plush mouth. “You think my love for you is contingent on some stupid game?” he chuckles.

The way he says it makes you shrink. You feel sort of stupid about it now. “I don’t know…”

“Well, then, I have done a very shit job of being your boyfriend.”

Your chest stings. “No, you haven’t, Eddie—”

“Mm,” he hums, half playful, as he tilts his pretty head to his shoulder. “I have, though. ‘Cause if you think some other girl liking Dungeons and Dragons is gonna make me love you any less, then I have done something horribly, horribly wrong.”

You bite back a smile at his words, pursing your lips to the side of your mouth until the beam becomes impossible to ignore.

“‘Cause you’re kinda stuck with me, turns out,” the boy continues. “Unfortunately for you.”

“Unfortunately?” you echo with a scoff.

“Yeah. ‘Cause if some other schmuck comes around who likes listening to The Smiths and sitting in the sunshine, he’s gonna have to go through me.”

You breathe sharply through your nose in place of a laugh. “I don’t want another guy, Eds…” you confess, going shy all over again.

His nose scrunches as he plays coy. “Even if he doesn’t smoke?” he wonders in a sheepish murmur.

“Even if he doesn’t smoke.”

“Good,” he beams, pulling you into him by your belt loops. His breath fans over your jaw in a minty-nicotine concoction as he ducks his face closer to yours. “‘Cause I don’t want anyone else, either, alright? Even if they are almost as good as me at D&D… Actually, it’s kinda a turn-off, now that I’m thinking about it…”

“Is it?”

“Yeah… ‘Cause, like, I love teaching you about it and everything.”

“Even when I have no idea what you’re talking about?”

“Especially when you have no idea what I’m talking about,” he laughs, smiling so hard his cheeks speckle pink. “‘Cause you know how much I like it, so… You let me talk all the shit I want.”

“’S just because you’re so pretty when you talk about things you like,” you confess.

His face twists. “Am I?”

“Well, you’re pretty all the time, but…”

“You flatter me,” he huffs and pulls you closer. He smirks and goes quieter when he says, “And flattery goes a long way with me.”

“Does it?” you hum with a sunshine-coated giggle.

Eddie doesn’t answer you with words. He just presses his lips to your mouth and hopes you get the gist. His tongue swipes against yours, soft and sudden, as he guides you towards the table. You run into a rogue chair before he can get you on top of it. It screeches against the linoleum tile.

With his face in your hands, you giggle against his mouth. His denim-clad knee slips between your thighs.

The door squeaks softly open then. Rory enters, swift and unthinking. You and Eddie pull apart — one looking much more horrified than the other — as the blonde girl stands frozen in the doorway. Drowning in her sweatshirt and baggy jeans, she points a lanky finger towards the table.

“Sorry,” she apologizes, voice gritty and deep. “I just left my girlfriend’s jacket here, and she doesn’t know I stole it, so… She’d definitely kill me if I forgot it.”

“That’s okay. Come in,” Eddie shrugs with a tightlipped smile, nodding his head in a silent invitation. When Rory plucks the coat from the back of her chair, he says, “Tell Jess I said hi, yeah?”

The girl scoffs as she heads back towards the door again, leaving just as quickly as she came. “She still hates you, you know that, right?” she laughs. ‘Cause Jess was a cheerleader — pretty and sometimes kind, but dreadfully conservative. Her uptight nature often clashed with Eddie’s much more chaotic one.

“Well, tell her to get in line,” Eddie chuckles.

Before Rory leaves the room, she glances at the two of you over her shoulder. She winks with an eye smudged with black liner. “Have fun, you two,” she croons in a pretty voice before shutting the door behind her.

You stand, still and silent in place, wringing your anxious hands into a knot. Feeling like a total idiot, you refuse to meet Eddie’s gaze. You know he’s got a smug look on his face. You can hear the smirk in his voice when he says, “See? Not my type at all.”

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sideeve · 10 months

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can you do a miles e42 fix based off of broken clocks by sza

U LUV ME | with 42!miles

— it’s been 3 years since you’ve dated him. why he still talking about you like you together ? i’m not officially back but i just LOVE this concept. and i love sza🤭 ex!miles, both characters are like 17-18, reader has a younger sister, simp!miles fr, reader is still in love with miles but is stubborn, probably makes no sense whatsoever

“ma,” miles kneeled in front of you. “i’ll do anything to win you back. swear. i’ll drop the prowler job. anything.” his hands were wrapped around your legs as he begged for you to take him back.

“you swear?” you pull him up, he now towers over you. “swear.” his lip inch closer to yours “i lo—”

“WAKE THE FUCK UP!” your sister, nicknamed yaya, repeatedly hits you in the face with a pillow. “damn. i’m up, i’m up.” you sit up as she hits your back.

you grab the pillow, throwing it in her face. “i said i’m up.” “mama said you better be ready in 10 minutes or you’re gonna have to find another ride to work.”

you turn your head, looking at the clock.

it read 9:45.

shittt.

“get out so i can get dressed.”

*time skip*

you had barely made it in time for work. “hi, welcome to [ insert favorite cafe ], how can i—get out.” your voice was quickly filled with hatred. “chill, ma. i just wanted coffee.” the boy laughs. “not from here. go.”

you refused to serve him. you knew what was to come next.

“i miss you.”

“my mom won’t stop talking about you.” know well it was just him ranting about how he wanted you back.

“i want—”

“you want a caramel frappe, no whipped cream, a chocolate chip, warmed. i remember.” you deadpan. “i want something else.” your brows raise in shock, “so you have changed.”

“you.”

you groan. you bit your tongue, trying so hard not to yell at him to get out of your store. “i take that back.”

after completing his order, you slid him the drink and cookie, “that’ll be 12.65. cash or card?” he slid you a 50. “keep the change.” he walked off, sipping his newly made drink.

*time skip to the next day*

the day before was stressful. you had karens upset bc you didn’t give them a drink at 75 degree exact, too many customers, not enough staff. it was a miracle you made it out alive.

your sleep once you got home was well deserved. it was peaceful.

until the next morning. your phone was blown up by your best friend trying to get your attention.

[ name ] ! when did u and miles get back together ?

[ name ] girl wake the fuck up.

i know you see these messages. don’t make me come to your house.

answer me hoe😡

you quickly unlock your phone,

“tf r u talking abt?”

he posted on his private story. sum abt “when you two talk it out and cuddle” some shit like that. the caption had you name on it

your head hangs low when they sent the screenshot.

this motherfucker is really delusional.

“we never got back together. tf is he on?”

you threw on some clothes, storming your way to miles’ house.

you knew his mother had work at this time so you have no mercy to his front door. “miles, open this fucking door. imma kick it down.” your tone let him know you were pissed. he opens the door, “what are you mad about ma?”

you raise your phone at his face. “what is this?” he leans back, getting a good look at it. “oh, i was letting people know you’re mine.” you tilt your head, eyes squinted. “are you fucking crazy? what part of “we’re broken up” do you not understand? we ain’t together. end of story.”

he laughs, making you more upset. “that’s what you think. why do you think no one has asked you out yet?” he smirks. “because they know that you’re mine. anybody who wants you gotta go through me first. and you and me both know that’s not gonna end well.” he snickers.

“miles—” “i’m not done.” he cuts you off. “look, i know me being the prowler affected our relationship. but i’m done with that. completely. i’m focused on you right now. i’m tryna do better for you.” he suddenly wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“i’m yours.”

you smirk at him. “and how do i know you don’t have any hoes in your phone right now?” “be reasonable right now.” he smile drops, his nostrils flaring. “okay, i was joking.” you laugh.

“so, what’s this mean ma?” you purse your lips, “i guess we can get back together.” he grins, pulling you closer. “you don’t know how much i missed you. and this ass—” his hands squeeze your ass before you smack his hands away.

“i can always change my mind, miles.” “okay, i was just kidding.”

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archangeldyke-all · 4 months

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Butch trucker Sevika? 👁️👁️

sugar......... your mind.....

men and minors dni

she drives an 18 wheeler across the country. she loves the job. it's just her (with little slayer by her side) ((yes i'm bringing slayer into this i love that little imaginary dog)), and it's always quiet, just an audiobook playing in the background, and she gets to travel and see places she never would have before. she loves it.

you work at one of those mega gas station/ rest stops in the middle of nowhere. your job mainly consists of selling people various snacks from the convenience store or checking out shower stalls for various truckers that come through or re-stocking the spinning hotdog rollers.

sevika stops at your gas station one day to fill up and grab some chips for the long trip ahead of her.

when she sees you, she's starstruck.

she's absolutely silent at the register as you ring her up, just flabbergasted by you and your beauty.

you seem to barely notice her, exhausted at the end of your shift. sevika's grateful for this-- because she's absolutely mortified by her behavior. she's never been this flustered by a girl before.

but she makes it her life mission to get you to notice her.

any time she's even in your state, she makes a long detour to go see you at the gas station.

half the time she goes you aren't even there. she ends these trips cursing herself for being so stupid. but when you are there, she promises herself she won't stop visiting you at the gas station until you tell her to fuck off or she makes you hers.

she quickly becomes a familiar face for you.

you always smile when you see her, asking her how her route's going. she answers honestly, getting tiny giggles out of you when she starts cursing out stupid drivers and the rain.

you think she's fucking adorable. she'd hate it if she knew that's the first word that comes to mind when you think about her.

sure she's ripped and handsome and looks like she could fuck you for days at a time, but she's always stuttering and cursing and stealing glances at you from the aisles of the gas station.

sometimes, late at night she'll come in and stay for a bit, just watching you work, making sure nobody gives you trouble. you always notice. you think she's the sweetest woman you've ever met. (even though you haven't really met her)

one night she catches you after your shift, sitting on a bench outside of the gas station and having a smoke. she pauses on her way in-- not sure if she should act like she really comes here for snacks or just give up her act and talk to you.

she doesn't have to make a decision though, because you decide for her.

"hey." you say, giving her a friendly smile and a wave. she gulps.

"hi."

"long night?" you ask her. she clears her throat and nods.

"yeah. how about you?" she asks. you giggle and shrug.

"the snow's got everyone staying inside so it was pretty slow. good to see you though, i was wondering when you'd come around again." you say, giving her a sweet smile and fluttering your eyelashes at her.

sevika melts.

you offer to share your smoke with her and she takes you up on it. you guys sit on the bench for hours, chatting and giggling and getting to know one another.

at one point, sevika walks you to her rig to introduce you to little slayer. the dog absolutely loves you (she can tell her mama likes you so she's on her best behavior,) and you think little slayer curling up in sevika's big burly arms is about the cutest thing you've ever seen.

at some point, sevika's phone starts ringing-- she's running behind schedule for her shipment. she apologizes and waves goodbye to you, and as she goes, you call after her.

"come back soon!"

she grins the rest of her ride.

sevika finally works up the nerve to ask you out a few months later. you giggle when she does.

"don't you live like, ten hours away?" you ask. she shrugs.

"i could drive here, like in my car. or i could get a delivery here, spend a few days here before i gotta make another. up to you." she says. you giggle and agree.

but when the big day comes, a blizzard rolls through town. you text sevika asking if she'll be able to make it, but don't hear back. you spend your shift depressed and a little heartbroken, missing sevika and knowing you likely wont see her for another week or two.

but as you're wrapping yourself up in your layers getting ready to go home, sevika's rig comes pulling into the empty parking lot. you gasp.

sevika comes tumbling out of her truck, sprinting up to you with a wild look in her eye.

"you're still here!" she exclaims. you let out a disbelieving laugh.

"what are you doing here?!" you ask, wrapping sevika up in a hug. she's just in a wifepleaser and sweats-- she hadn't grabbed her coat before running out in the snow to greet you. she sighs against you.

"i'm sorry i missed your text. i had no signal with all the snow." she says, bashfully rubbing the back of her neck. you giggle.

"you're adorable." you say, shooting up to kiss her. sevika's shocked against you, sighing against your mouth and wrapping her arms around you.

you guys end up spending the night in her truck, talking over chips and sodas, watching the snow fall and cuddling together on the little twin bed in the back, slayer sleeping on top of you.

it becomes a pretty frequent occurrence, even without the snow.

sevika will come by to visit you while you're finishing up work, perfectly timing her mandatory 8 hour break so she can spend time with you.

sometimes you'll take her into town and show her around.

sometimes you guys just chat in her truck.

(sometimes you take her back to your place so you guys can fuck in a bigger bed.)

but eventually, you and sevika are going steady.

it's pretty hard, with only being able to see her once a week and the two of you living across the country from one another. but on your one year anniversary, sevika comes to visit you at work when you aren't expecting her.

she grins at the sight of you lighting up behind the counter, barely able to contain your excitement as you check out the guy in front of her. when it's her turn, you jump over the counter and into her arms.

"what're you doing here?!" you ask as you pepper her face with kisses. sevika giggles.

"i got a surprise for you." she says, shrugging. you pull away from her with a grin.

"well, show me!" you exclaim. sevika giggles as she presses a letter into your hands. the letterhead is from her company, and you furrow your brow as your eyes scan the text, then suddenly, you burst into tears.

sevika takes it the wrong way.

"i can reject it, you know." she says uncertainly. "i don't have to..."

it's a permission slip, allowing sevika to relocate her primary location to your town. you giggle at her words and wrap her up in a hug.

"don't you dare." you whimper against her. she melts in your arms, pressing kisses to your head. "will you move in with me?" you ask as you pull away. sevika grins.

"i was hoping you'd ask that. nobody's renting around here." she admits. you smile.

"my landlord doesn't like dogs, but slayer's not really a dog. she's like a fiesty gerbil." you say. sevika laughs.

"i'll just fight 'im if he gives us shit." she says. you grin.

there's a line forming behind sevika, and her truck is burning gas as it idles in the parking lot, but you don't care about either as you lean in to capture her lips in a kiss.

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#this is a very usa-core fic i'm sorry to my international readers ahhahaa #sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika #sevika smut

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pluto-00 · 5 months

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Miles!42 hc’s

w/black!fem!reader

a/n: they way I see ppl write him is so stereotypical..this is still miles we’re talking about! Js bc he got braids n a cooler atmosphere, bro is NOT running w a gang. Plus if my spanish is used wrong, pls tell me!! I wanna make sure this is perfect.

also…these hcs are so silly and cute <33 had alot of fun writing this tbh.

Miles!42 who acts so hard in-front of others and his friends but really he’s just as dorky and awkward. (Likes playing minecraft but keeps it on the down-low, cuz he gets embarrassed.)

Huge video game enthusiast, from mortal kombat to terraria you already know he’s on that. Ganke and him play terraria all the time.

Miles!42 who mentions you all the time which kinda pisses Ganke off.

Does certain things to impress his uncle, trying to seem cool and more like a man. But you of all people, know he’s just fronting.

Miles!42 who thinks he seems sooo nonchalant, but really he cares about you so much.

Gotta huge soft spot for you and his mama.

When he comes over to your place to hang out, he always has some type of tubbaware filled with Rio’s cooking. She refuses to send that boy over without some sort of pleasantries. Which causes your mom to ask when is miles coming over, just to have some of ríos cooking.

“When’s that lil boyfriend of yours coming over? His momma cook food real good.”

“First of all, it’s for me. Ms.Morales loves me.”

Miles!42 who is a huge sneakerhead and will talk shit if he sees you with dirty air forces.

“Yo, you kinda nasty for that.”

“Whatchu talking about?”

“Why are your forces so dirty? Didn’t I tell you I got some sneaker cleaner at my place.”

“Mmcht, man get out my face, these are old ass hell.”

Gets a side job just to buy some sneakers or those over-priced spray ground book-bags.

Always leaving his friends to hang with you.

“I’m taking my girl out today, so I can’t.”

“I cant hang, me and my girl chilling tommorrow.”

Miles!42 who runs over to your place when yall had an argument, with your favorite soda and bag of chips he got from the corner store. Apologizes a-lot, especially if he knew was in the wrong.

“M’sorry, alright? I was doing too much.”

“No shit..” You’d say before pulling him into a hug.

Acts out for his little friends, calling you “ma” in-front of them, knowing damn well his real mama at home don’t play like that.

This boy will turn into somebody’s mother in public!! Talking shi under his breath in spanish, especially when he see’s ppl acting a fool in public.

“¿Estas personas no tienen entrenamiento en el hogar?”

Very assuring when it comes to you, especially when you over think something.

“You’re doing fine, mi querída. Don’t let those bad thoughts get to you..”

Anytime he see’s you in a cute outfit, hes so quick to say

“You look beautiful, te adoro.”

When Miles had you over at his place for the first time, he introduced you to his mother right away. And then later to Uncle Aaron.

You were nervous of making a bad first impression, but she found you very respectful and a good fit for Miles. Which led to her and you becoming really close, every-time you go over to Miles place you always ask where Rio is.

“Ms. Morales! You’re future daughter-in-law is here!” Which causes miles to get embrassed and for Rio to laugh.

“Ms. Morales, miles is being mean to me,” She goes along with it, jokingly telling miles to stop bothering you.

“Ms. Morales, you gotta teach me how to make this..” Who excitedly writes down the recipe and shows you step by step on how to make it.

Uncle Aaron likes you being with miles because you bring him out of his shell. He believes Jeff wouldve enjoyed your company too.

Miles!42 who’s tender-headed. Thats it.

Don’t let nobody but himself braid his hair. Which was a shock to Uncle Aaron, when he found out Miles let you wash and braid his hair.

But you swear up and down he act’s like a baby when you braid his hair, you literally have to resort to your black momma instincts when his head moves the slightest or his hand reaches up to the area you were braiding.

“Move ya hand!”

“You tugging on my scalp, fym?”

“Not my fault you tender-headed.”

“Mmcht-“

“Don’t suck ya teeth at me-“

Misses his dad dearly, calls you up to talk to you, anything to keep his mind off of it for a while. Only to eventually open up further, while you comfort him.

Miles is a big momma’s boy. Considering Rio is the only parent he has left, he would do anything for her. She’s stressed? He’s telling her to relax for the day. It’s mothers day? He’s going all out, with a boquete of her favorite flowers and a gift that she’s been talking about for the longest but never has had the time or money to buy.

Watches anime religiously, gets into those heated anime debates like who would win Goku or One punch man? Which is one is mopping the floor Sukuna or Gojo?

#black!reader #miles 42 #wiles morales #miles 42 x reader #miles 42 x black reader #x black reader #black writers #pluto 00 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷#miles 42 hc #headcanons #miles hc #black romance #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse

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caffieneaddictt18 · 2 months

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Mate

werewolf x reader who works at Walmart - just meeting. Kind of random but i get bored at work sooo....

"Yo, yo, yo, what's poppin?" I ask as I approach a couple with a baby, probably in their late 20s. My hand is already blindly grabbing for my name badge.

"Hi!" The woman says smiling, "The machine just stopped and said something about a scale. I'm just trying to weigh my zucchini."

The man next to her nods as he plays with the baby, as to back her up. I don't necessarily care.

My shins are starting to hurt... I thought the new ortho shoes would help...

My hands go through the practiced motion of taking whatever was on the scale off, pressing the button for zucchini, and then weighing it. Aka, the only way to weigh your produce that doesn't throw the machine into a hissy-fit.

"Easy-peasy," I slap on my customer service voice like the passed on Queen of England decided to step into Wal-Mart, "Just make sure to press the button beforehand, and then weigh the produce. And it's so funky." I try to make it relatable for the woman, "Some produce needs to be weighed and others need to be counted. It gets confusing." I smile and see her smiling in relief, thankful that someone understands her.

Someone does but it aint me. This is my whole ass job.

I smile and say the unforgettable 'Have a great day!' before leaving and having to walk around the self-check.

New big boss gonna fire me if I stop walking... fucking bullshit. I see a toy that was placed on a chip shelf and mess with it as I go to put it away.

"Hey! Hey! Girl!" Someone snaps their fingers at me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, smiling a smile that would put Alastor to shame.

"Hello! What seems to be the problem today?" My customer service voice is getting strained as I see it's just an old man wanting to buy alcohol.

"The machine will need you to check my age when I buy this alcohol." He gestures to the cart that has it's undercarriage filled with Modelo.

I look at his order on his screen and scroll through it. "Well, sir, it looks like you haven't scanned it yet, so I can't give you the go ahead; But once you do, I can definitely give you the go ahead to buy it." I throw it back in his face, trying to make him feel as stupid as possible. He scoffs and takes the hand scanner off the terminal and it starts beeping loudly at him.

"Stop yelling at me!" He shouts, frustrated that it won't stop beeping and won't scan his beer.

"Well, sir, it is a machine, so it can't yell at you. It doesn't have a mouth. It's just beeping because the batteries are going out, but you can definitely wait until the hand scanner flashes green, and then it should work." I patiently wait for him to put it back on the terminal. And once it flashes green, he scans the beer.

The first notification, asking if the customer looks younger than 40, pops up. I look back at the man and size him up and down before pressing 'No'.

"Have a great day, sir!" I bounce away and continue walking around. I see a group of men who are all standing around quietly, just simply waiting. Their light is flashing red and they are being silent. It's definitely a nice change.

I walk over. "Hey there. Sorry to bother you, but I gotta fix this. Sorry." I look at the screen... and it's a mis-scan. My boss is gonna hate me...

"Sorry about the wait, guys! It's been a busy day." I think back to when someone dropped a whole gallon of whole milk and it leaked into the aisle next to it. We had to use two whole things of spill clean-up... my anxiety has been high ever since. Could also just be the 5 Hour Energy and Redbull I chugged, but meh.

"No problem. I could tell." The obvious leader of their band of friends talks, as if talking for the whole group. One of the guys has a faint blush on his face and the others are laughing, talking about their plans.

I watch the little video the camera produced and determine that it was just an old bag crossing over the scanner without being scanned... cuz it is an old bag.

"Oops. Looks like it's just the bag. The machine must've just gotten confused. Sorry about that." I smile and wave before giving them the go-ahead to keep scanning.

"No worries. Thank you."

"Anytime."

I think back to the one guy who was blushing and leaning on the cart's handle. He's kinda cute... and hot. What the fuck.

Meh whatever. Just focus on work- I did it, I did, I jumped-

"Hey! Girl! I need you to ring up my groceries for me!" I silently sigh and walk over.

"Of course, sir!"

Another day in the life of a person at Wal-Mart.

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Author's Cup of Tea:

Im ngl, i thought about this while I was changing prices in the cigarette cases. It took 4 hours to do all of the price changes😭

#caffies #x reader #pagan!reader #werewolf #witch reader #werewolf x reader #boyfriend x reader #werewolf boyfriend x reader #werewolf!boyfriend x reader #walmart #retail

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rodanhoax · 11 months

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Jaune: You know, you guys didn’t have to bring me along on your honeymoon.

Nora: Aw, it was no issue Jaune. Right Ren? *Holds onto Rens arm*

Ren: Of course. Afterall, it was the least we could do after forgetting your birthday.

Jaune: It wasn’t that bad. Besides, you guys were busy preparing for your wedding, so it wasn’t your faults you forgot.

Nora: Either way, we thought you could enjoy the sights while we did some... newlywed activities. *Giggles like a child, still excited from their recent union*

Jaune: *Chuckles at Nora as he sets down their bags* Well, I guess all I can say is thanks. I’m gonna go grab the last of the luggage. You two just kick back and relax, alright?

Ren: Much appreciated Jaune. *Nods as he and his wife hold one another close, about to close in for a kiss*

Jaune: *Before leaving, he remembers something and pulls out an odd envelope from his pocket* Oh yeah, Ren, I almost forgot, this came in the mail before we left.

Ren: *Raises an eyebrow as he takes the envelope, opening its contents right as Jaune leaves the room*

Nora: Ooh~ That must be our marriage license.

Ren: Nora, this isn’t a marriage license. It’s a... restraining order?

Nora: *Shocked* Oh nuts! I was in such a rush I just grabbed the first form I saw and filled us both in.

Ren: It says we can’t be within... 25 yards of one another.

Nora: But 25 backyards is like... A lot! We got to get this fixed right away!

Ren: Nora, we need to file this to court if we wanna cancel it. And that may take a few days.

Nora: But... Our honeymoon. If we leave, we can’t enjoy it here. We’ve been looking forward to this for months.

Ren: I’m sorry, but unless we wanna risk breaking the law... again, there’s not really any other option.

Nora: No! I refuse! There’s gotta be something we can do to at least enjoy our honeymoon here, without getting in trouble, and until we can get this restraining order sorted out.

Jaune: *Kicks door open before coming in the rest of the luggage* Whew! Got the rest of the luggage guys! Anything else you two need before I head out?

Nora: ...

Ren: ...

RN: *Nod at one another*

Nora: Oh Jauney~ Do you think you could do us a big, BIG, favor?

Jaune: 🤨 ?

(Morning)

Nora: *Eating a nice stack of chocolate chip pancakes*

Jaune: *Pops in with a bouquet of pink lotus flowers*

Nora: *Smiles as she takes them, waving outside the window to Ren, whom is currently doing some yoga*

(Afternoon)

Ren: *Driving a jet ski through ocean*

Nora: *Laughs joyously as her and Jaune water ski, her sitting atop his shoulders*

Jaune: *In absolute agony, trying his best to keep his balance, hold up Nora, and not vomit from the speed they were going*

(Evening)

Ren: *Ballroom dances with Jaune before releasing him with a spin*

Jaune: *Miraculously maintains his spin as he elegantly makes his way to Nora*

Nora: *Catches him before dropping him down onto the floor in an attempt to dip him*

(Night)

We see Jaune in bed with someone, sweat dripping down his body as he thrusts wildly into them from above. The creaking sound of the bedframe could be heard 5 rooms over, the frame threatening to fall apart with each thrust, as well as the feminine wails of pleasure from his partner. This stops, as with one last push, the two let out loud sensual moan as they climax together, Jaune grinding himself as deep as he could as he filled them to the brim. Sliding himself out, Jaune moves over to the side of the bed, catching his breath before grabbing and pulling up his pants.

Jaune: So... Like that?

Ren: *Pants in exhaustion as he sits himself up* Yes... Just like that. Nora will love it. So don’t keep her waiting.

Jaune: *Sighs* Hope my aura’s ready this. *Stands up and cracks his back before rushing off to go break out Nora’s*

Ren could hear his footsteps as Jaune made his way over to the guestroom, where Nora had been patiently waiting. The rooms here had such thin walls, he wouldn’t be surprised if Nora had heard every bit of him and Jaunes passionate fornication. In fact, he wouldn’t be surprised if that only aroused her more.

Nora: Took ya long enough! Now come to mama fearless leader~

Ren lets out a small smile as he hears Jaune and Nora quickly begin their own bout of sexual intercourse, sounding just as wild and passionate as his own, if not more so. A yawn escaping his mouth, Ren decides it’s time to get some shut eye, excited to see what the next day brought them. Afterall...

That was just the first day of their honeymoon.

(2 Weeks Later)

RWBY: *Waiting by the bullheads to greet the newlyweds once they returned*

Ruby: *Eye widened as her friends came into view* Hey, there they are!

Yang: It’s about time. *Squints her eyes in confusion* Wait, why are those two standing so far apart from one another?

Blake: *Shrugs* Beats me. Looks like they enjoyed their time though.

Yang: *Smirks* How much you wanna bet it’s because they spent most of it breaking in their bed?

Weiss: Do you have to make everything so vulgar Yang?

Yang: Jeez Weissy, it’s just a joke. No need to be such a pru... Is Vomit Boy ok?

Blake: He looks like he’s been drained of every ounce of vitality he had.

Ruby: You think Ren and Nora had him do a lot of work for them?

Before they could continue, they watch as Jaune collapses onto the ground. The team quickly rushes over to their friend, wondering if he was alright. They come across Ren and Nora, having not moved to check on their leader for some reason, instead lower their heads in grief for their fallen teammate.

Ren: He was a good man.

Nora: *A tear fall down her cheek* And virile lover.

Ren: ... Yes.

RWBY: *Looks at the two in confusion, no clue as to what was even happening... that is until one of them happened to remember something*

Yang: ... Wait. Does this have something to do with joke restraining order I sent you?

#rwby #nora valkyrie #lie ren #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake bellodona #weiss schnee #Renora #nora's arc #martial arcs #renora's arc #renorarc #Cyanide and Happiness #rwby smut

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alevicke · 1 year

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NOT-SO-AMAZING HEADCANONS

Life is made out of good and bad things. I love reading amazing positive stuff but, I always wonder about the bad part of them? So I'll write some headcanons I have that might add a bit of realism if you like it! But are not the best part in life

No order in particular for the characters btw and sorry for any mistakes! English isn't my native language and I have no one to proof read this!

Characters: Ashe, Dva, Junker Queen, Junkrat, Cassidy

Also I never did it but I think I can accept requests 💖

ASHE

Despite being so beautiful she does have some skin problems.

She is pretty pale but tries to take care as best as possible of her skin

Your shared bathroom is filled of creams, all kinds, really. Everywhere. EVERYWHERE.

Make Up? Oh hell, yeap, too.

Please, never say anything if she has a pimple, it happens often and she hides them as best as possible with make up

Deep down she's really insecure about her acne problems so please, PLEASE, love her 💖

I hope you don't use black clothes

You have more white hair in your clothes than Brigitte has cat's hair

Her hair is pretty healthy despite being bleached but it's thick af and gets always in your clothes.

DVA

Living with her is... Kinda frustrating sometimes

She is a mess

There are dirty clothes everywhere not to mention she just dislikes vacuuming the place

You love her but sometimes you'd choke her with the chips' bag she just ate messing the JUST CLEANED CARPET

She has 0 idea about cooking. Please don't trust her

Due to her awful eating habits you start to notice some issues on her

She has hiperthyroidism which explains why she stays so slim despite eating so much unhealthy stuff

But she is about to have diabetes

Sorry, you have to properly feed the Gremlin

No food after midnight!!!!

JUNKER QUEEN

Remember when I said Ashe has acne?

Odessa has a HUGE problem of acne

Although she actually doesn't give af

Look, she doesn't give a shit about skin routines, is always dirty and lives in a place full of radiation. What did you expect?

Speaking of being dirty. She doesn't know what taking a bath is

Grab her by the neck and take her to the bath while she screams and complains like an angry dog with rabies

No, she won't shave. Don't try it

Maybe in special occasions she will do all these things for you, of course! She loves you with her whole heart

But in general she is a mess

Hey, at least she brushes her teeth always! There is nothing she dislikes more than meat or mantis' legs between her molars

JUNKRAT

While he is the one with the mantis' legs between his molars, he won't make a fuss if you remind him to brush his teeth and will do it

He even has a golden tooth so he likes it shiny. But he is always distracted and forgets about... Basic needs in general yeah

Sometimes, he is like a puppy. Both in good and bad ways

Yeap, he's super adorable, a dork, always smiling for you and is the happiest person in the world when he's by your side

But he also has a huge lack of education, is distracted by a single fly and is not careful enough

You know how a puppy needs to be trained to pee in the appropriate place? Oops, yeah, you gotta teach that to Jamison

If he is in a hurry he won't even get into home to go to the bathroom, he'll pee in the garden

(He actually peed once on top of your flowers and that was an insta kill. RIP your beautiful flowers)

At least after that he stopped doing it! (Or does it when you aren't looking)

Sometimes he gets distracted and won't listen when you're speaking to him, sorry

Please, put some hydrating cream in his back. That poor back suffers so much from the sun

Take care of your puppy please

CASSIDY

Overall, things with Cassidy are pretty ok??

He's well behaved and while he isn't the cleanest person in the world he listens to you and will do his chores

(sometimes better than others)

But he struggles a lot with pain

Earlier in his years ridding motorcycles he suffered a huge accident that broke a lot of his bones

They healed and while he does have some scars from it, is pretty okaish

But his leg will hurt like thousands of knives into his skin every now and then when the old healed wound decides to get annoying and destroy his day

You know when old people say their bones hurt so it's going to rain?

You know weather more than anyone just seeing if McCree is walking leaning to the side with every step

"Ooh man, looks like it will rain, I won't be able to hang the clothes to dry today" you say

First few times Cassidy didn't understand your joke

But once he does he does chuckle a bit

He loves when you massage his hurting leg a bit, it helps him to calm and sooth the pain ✨

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hongjoongscafe · 1 year

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For bitch hours can I request Poly!MinChan x reader? Where reader kind of slipped and fell on top of their friend and accidentally kissed them and MinChan got upset? Sorry if it’s vague and hard to understand heh 😅

-Anon

I wrote it in the worst condition. My eyes are barely open😞. If you dont like it, plz, do send the ask again. I will happily write something better than this crap💓

Kiss

Bitch hours

Pairing: bangchanxreaderxminho

Warning: double penetration, mean minchan, spanking.

...

“Hey! Welcome to my house, y/n!” Felix greeted you when you knocked on his door.

Chan and Minho, your two loving secret boyfriends, were sitting on the couch already. Their eyes were fixed on you. You looked hot in your shorts and a white button up.

“Thank you, Felix,” you smiled and went inside. You sat between your boyfriends, greeting like they weren’t just licking your mouth a couple hours ago.

“Lemme get you all some drinks that you all are here,” Felix got up.

“Ah, let me help you!,” you quickly got up to help your friend bring the drinks and other snacks.

Felix smiled and handed you some snacks to fill the bowls. You both talked about random stuff while he was pouring the drinks. Keeping in mind to give you non-alcoholic drink because you were going to drive the other two boys home.

He took the drinks first. As he was placing them down, he accidentally spilled some on the marble tiled floor. “Ah, be careful over here,” he sat down, not caring much about it.

You came back with the bowls filled with everyone’s favourite treats. You put the tray on the table and move towards the couch to sit next to Felix.

But your feet slipped on the wet floor and fell on Felix. Your eyes were tightly shut, waiting for the huge impact. But instead of something hurtful, your lips felt another pair of pillowy lips on them. Your eyes opened and met another pair of huge eyes looking into yours.

The room fell dead silent. Bang Chan’s hand was hovering over the chips bowl. Minho’s hand was in mid air with the flute of champagne in it.

They saw yours and Felix’s lips pushed together. Something burned inside their chests. Their eyes met and then snapped back.

You hastily removed yourself from him, “sorrysorrysorry,” you started chanting. More to your boyfriends than Felix.

“Uh,” Felix cleared his throat, “no, it’s okay! It was my fault, I should have cleaned the floor right away.”

The whole evening went awkwardly. You wanted to go back home and shower the feeling away. Your boyfriends were tense too. They didn’t speak to you the whole evening and were glaring at you whenever your eyes met.

Now, the three of you were at home. You made a quick journey towards your bathroom to take a good shower. Your clothes were on the floor in a pile, and you were about to step into the shower when you felt strong arms holding you and picking you up in the air.

In the blink of an eye, you were sandwiched between two hard chests, that were heaving heavily.

“You should stop whoring around too much, love,” Minho hissed, his breath fanning your face.

“How was the kiss, slut?” Bang Chan clutched your waist, fingers digging into your skin.

You knew this was coming, sooner or later. Their possessiveness was beyond your knowledge. They didn't want to disclose the relationship that was considered taboo but was a pleasure for the three of them.

“Chan, we gotta teach her who she belongs to,” Minho's voice dangerously fell low. The grumble in his chest vibrated against you.

Bang Chan chuckled darkly, “oh, she is in for a ride,” then turned you around to face him. He pinched your cheeks together making your pout pop out.

Chan bit your lips and kissed messily, tongue entering your hot mouth. Minho took his time running his hands over your body and finding their way towards your pussy.

Minho's palm harshly cupped your pussy and rubbed it. With his free hand, he pried your legs open and slapped your cunt. You flinched and moaned in Chan’s mouth.

“So wet already?” Minho tsked. “Bet it's because of that kiss that your pussy enjoyed too much.”

“No,” you whined.

“Shut up!” Bang Chan clutched your hair and pulled them back, harshly. “You can not get away from the punishment, you fucking whore. Gotta remind you who you belong to and mark you good,” his lips immediately attached to your neck. His teeth sunk into your skin, leaving a pleasurable sting. He was bruising your neck while sucking the skin. Soon he found your sweet spot that made you hum in pleasure.

You felt Minho's hands on your ass, trying to part them. His cold and slicked fingers rubbed your rim. Your eyes fell on the strawberry-flavoured lube on the washbasin.

Your mouth fell open with a silent moan when you felt Minho's warm cock circle around your rim and pushed inside slowly. “Fuck,” his voice shuddered. “Need to fuck this ass more… Doesn't feel like it has been ever used.” he bottomed out in your ass.

He didn't think twice about your comfort or discomfort. This was your punishment. You needed to feel it too. No matter how bad he felt about it inside but the image of you kissing someone else burned his veins.

You moaned half in pleasure and half in pain when his long cock thrusted into you. “You like that, slut?” Bang Chan rasped. “You like that cock in your ass?”

“Yeah,” your head rolled back on Minho's shoulder. He held your neck from behind and tightened it, choking just enough to make your head feel dizzy.

“I bet her other hole feels so neglected and useless,” Chan bit your nipple. “Shall I fill it up?”

You gasped at his words. They have never done that before, using your ass and pussy at the same time. Your puppy eyes looked into Chan’s raging ones.

“Looks like our slut would like it, won't you?” Chan rubbed your clit painfully slowly while Minho was thrusting deeper and steadier. “Or maybe we should call Felix too, no? Then we will have all of your holes filled,” his middle and ring fingers found their way into your pussy. And then he held his cock with the same hand and brought it closer to your slit before rubbing it over your cunt.

Chan was quick to fill you up with his cock. “Oh my God,” you hissed.

Minho felt Chan entering you, his face scrunched up and felt that his cock was being even more suffocated.

They both thrusted turn by turn. They plunged hard and fast into your holes. You felt the pain but you were too fucked up to even form a sentence.

“Fucking slut, so ready to open her legs for everyone,” Minho left your neck and kneaded your boobs. Their balls were hitting your skin. Their cocks were filling you up so well. You felt so full of them.

“Will you do that again?! Are you going to whore around like that again?!” Chan harshly asked.

“No!” your tears ran down your cheeks. “No, only two you,” you were fucked.

Their hips worked faster into you. Minho was feeling Chan moving inside you. If he was long and thick, Chan was longer and thicker. Minho felt like he was getting punished for some reason. He loved it.

“I'm gonna cum,” you screamed.

They stopped inside you suddenly, snatching away your sweet orgasm. “No,” you cried. “Don't do that!” your face was red and your nose ran down along with your tears.

The boys, deep down in their hearts, felt bad but the jealousy clouded their minds. They started pushing in and out again, picking up pace. They were trying to approach their high.

Your hot velvety walls hugged them so well. Your slick was running down your thighs and was slicking up Chan’s balls.

“Fuck,” Minho moaned when he felt you clenching around them. “Cum with me, Channie.”

“Yeah,” he later moaned. “Gonna fill up her cunt. Gonna fucking mark her and let her know she belongs to us and no one else. Wanna see our cum leaking out of her cunt and ass while she takes to every one of our friends.” the image of it pulled the both towards their high.

Your cunt and ass clenched around them, finally making them fill you up to the brim. Your cunt was throbbing and hurting, begging for a mind-blowing orgasm. You wanted to cum but they were quick to pull out and push you onto the counter.

Minho spread your legs open and they saw their cum dripping out of your cunt and asshole. Your ass was swollen with the force Minho used.

Chan slapped your ass once. “Ahhnngh,” you moaned. Then twice. Thrice. Till ten. He spanked you hard, releasing his jealousy on you.

“I hope tonight will remind you of us before you open your legs in front of anyone,” Chan said before he left.

Your ass was sore and your legs turned into jelly. But you still managed to clean yourself and took a shower. Your body was hurting and asking for care.

When you stepped into your room, no one was there. You felt like crying, covering your head with the sheets and letting the tears out. Then you felt the bed dip from two sides then you were pulled out of the sheets gently and settled on Chan’s lap. He caressed your body and Minho brought some food for you to eat. He specially hand-fed you.

“Be careful next time,” Minho gently caressed your head. “We hate to see others enjoy what is ours. We just love you.”

“Mhm, we love you a lot to see you in that situation, love,” Chan pecked your pouty lips. “Forgive me for what I said. You know I don't mean it.”

#bangchan smut #minho smut #lee know smut #bang chan smut #chan smut #stray kids smut #stray kids

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silent-raven13 · 3 days

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Lil Billie don't play!

The Spider-Gang were baking at Miles' apartment, little Billie helping her big brother make cookies. The gang decided to show off their baking skills to show off their favorite treats. Billie wanted chocolate chips cookies, so Miles is making his own version of Chocolate Chunks Chip Cookies.

The gang and Ganke were all chatting having drinks and snacks while baking. Gwen and Hobie were talking about favorite indie band from Hobie's world, and Pavtri and Ganke were talking about funny things their own family done as growing up in an Asian household. Miles listening by the side while he smiles at his little sister who's adding the sugar into the bowl.

"Oh yeah! My Chachi always found ways for me to do extracurricular activities like cricket!" Pavtri said.

"Yeah, my mom wanted me to lean the violin and I always hated learning the violin." Ganke said.

Hobie laughing along with Gwen, "Really, you think his hair look like mustard?"

"Yeah, terrible color and his outfit was so red it was giving Mustard and Ketchup." Gwen laughs along, "But I like that one band called Misery. That opening song was fire."

"Yeah, that group is really good. The singer always getting arrested. Gotta respect her."

"Yeah, she's so cool." The blond young woman agreed as she put green J-ello in a bowl with some toasted pecans.

Pavtri kneading the mixture in a pink bowl making Gulab Jamun, while chatting with Ganke. "Huh, yeah. I never liked Cricket. I told her I rather do something like Yoga, or Kalaripayattu."

"I always liked playing basketball but my mom thought it was to violent." Ganke sips his White Claw. Billie leans over to smile at Ganke, "Hey, Boo."

The five year old happily helps her big brother add the chocolate chunks into the batch of cookies. "Hi-hi, Key!" Little Billie giggles as her brother helps her pours brown sugar into the bowl. "Yum?"

Ganke went over to sniff, "Mmm, yummy!"

Miles let him have a taste of the cookie dough, "Good?" His best friend took an extra spoon filled with cookie dough to try, he chews it for the moment then his eyes gleam with joy.

"Mmm, yo this is fire. Did you use vanilla bean paste? And the chunks are good?" He said licking his lips.

"Hahaha, the secret is a mix of milk chocolate and a lot of dark chocolate." Miles smiles widely at his best friend.

"You would add a lot of dark chocolate." Gwen hums, which got Hobie to smile from ear to ear.

"OPP!" Pavtri giggles.

"Duh, I do love dark chocolate." Miles playfully wink at his boyfriend who turned pinked by the flirtation.

Hobie chuckles as he mix his Sweet Potato into pudding in his own mixing bowl. "I know you do, Sunflower." He lick his lips can't wait for later when it's Billie's nap time, so he can have a full make out session.

The four year girl eyeing at Hobie with a squint in her eyes, she will put a stop to any of his devious thoughts. Her big brother is a sweet and she wants all of his attention.

Miles let his little sister stir the batter while he helps her, "That's right, boo-boo. Good job."

"I'm helping!" She happily said with her high pitch voice, she did a little dance.

"Yeah, you're amazing at this, Billie-boo!" Miles cooes at her as they saw the dough and chocolate chips are perfectly mixed. "Oh, now we can make them cookies, boo-boo."

"Oh yay!" She can't wait for these cookies, "Umm.. Umm.." Her head turns back and forth with her finger on chin, and her braided hair with butterfly clips at the ends made clinks sounds. "Remem-bur daddy wants some cookies."

"Oh, I almost forgot. Thanks for reminding me, Boo!" Miles smiles at his little sister for being such a big helper. "You're always my best helper!"

"Hehe, I am!" She proudly puff her chest being pleased for getting praised by her big brother.

Pavtri smiles at Miles, "Awe, Billie. You're so adorable."

Miles look at Gwen's bowl, "Um, Gwen. What is that? It's so green, and you're using cottage cheese?" His eyes widen at the tub of cottage cheese.

"Yeah, this is Watergate Salad with a twist. My mom use to make this for my dad then he would make it for us on Christmas." Gwen open the cottage cheese to dump into the bowl with the green J-ello, legumes and marshmallows. "It's good! Trust me!"

Pavtri and Hobie share the same look of concern, yet they are willing to try for their friend. They knew how much Gwen tries to cook for them and put so much effort even if some meals are questionable.

"Okay..." Miles tries to force an excited tone but had a a straight face.

"What? It's not gross. Look I'ma add the Cool Whip!" Gwen open a big tub of Cool Whip, "And this is super easy to make! I don't need to bake or use the stove. All I need to do is add it into the fridge once I'm done!"

Miles got a tray with parchment paper on it, while Billie happily hold the bowl. She saw the ice cream scoop being covered in butter to scoop the thick dough. "Ohh! I wanna do it, hermano!" She holds her hand out having her fingers reaching out.

"Wait, let me show you first, okay?"

"Okay." Being perfectly behaved, the four year old had her hands together as she watches her brother showing her how to scoop cookie dough on the tray. Miles slowly show her then place the dough on the tray seeing how Billie nodded. She's such a well behave girl.

Without out the Black Latino knowing, he felt cold cream on his cheek. "BAM! Gotchu!" Gwen giggles having to put cool whip on her friend's cheek, "Your too slow!" Miles took the hit without feeling bothered, since this is how they play around.

But for Billie, she did not like that. She took it as bullying on her big brother, and seeing how hard Gwen put that whip cream on his face got her feeling some type a way. She stood quiet as she saw her brother left the cool whip on his cheek being focus into teaching her to make scoops of cookie dough.

Every now and then the four year old would give Gwen the side eye, this was a declaration of war. Hobie stood quiet, too. He didn't like how Gwen sometimes plays too rough or too much with his Sunflower, and he knows Miles wouldn't mind. Yet, the punker never like rough play something about seeing his boyfriend getting hurt gets him enrage.

"Awe, you upset lil Boo." Ganke said out loud noticing the little girl quiet giving that serious Mr. Morales look. Crazy how much of resemblance she had on her dad. The way Miles look a lot like his mom.

Miles chuckles as he wipes off the cream off his cheek with a wet rag, "Awe, boo-boo. It's okay. Me and Gwen were playing." He wasn't one to play as much as Gwen.

Billies said nothing but side eye at Gwen again, she had her lips puckered with a serious look on her face. Hobie burst out laughing seeing her pissed off as him. Pavtri teased, "Ohhh, Gwen. You made her mad-mad."

"What? What did I do?" Gwen laughs it off, she knows Billie is protective of her brother. No one would expect what's gonna happen.

When everyone finished making their dessert leaving them to take a break. Gwen lay on the L shape part of the couch while texting her other friends and being on her Socials.

Hobie talking to Miles in the kitchen being a bit close with his hands apart holding the counter, sounding a bit flirty. The Black latino chuckles with his arms wrapping around his punker as the two kiss.

Ganke and Pavtri playing video games and talking about the lore of the game. Little Billie was by her dolls and small table for coloring, she saw her chance to get pay back. The four year old sneaky crouch toward Gwen's without being noticed from the two men play video games, her brown eyes saw some blond and colorful dye hair.

Billie took her chance to get pay back for her big brother, she grab a fistful of Gwen's hair and yanking it. "OW! Ahh, Billie!" Gwen felt a sharp yank on her head, her blue eyes saw Billie grabbing her hair.

"AH! NO!" Billie huffs, she jumps back seeing her brother's friend trying to get her to let go. The rest of her friends noticed.

Miles quickly turns to find his little sister yanking his best friend's hair. "Boo-Boo?"

"Ow, Billie!" Gwen got up seeing that was one way for the little girl to let go, yet it didn't stop Billie from throwing hands. The little girl's tiny fist hitting the blond woman's thigh and legs, then she climbs on her to fight. "What's with you?" Those punches didn't hurt Gwen, in fact it felt like pats and it made her laugh a bit.

Pavtri laughs, "She's picking a fight with you? What did you do to her?"

"NOTHING!" She said out loud being in shock that her friend put the blame on her. Gwen grab the little girl having to pull her away from her, Billie kept throwing her punches on her hands.

"No-no! MMM!" Billie whines having to use all her energy to fight Gwen.

"I dunno she seems pretty mad." Ganke winced at the little girl.

Miles quickly went over to get his little sister, "Boo! Billie Mariana Morales! What's gotten into you? Oye, escúchame, niña!" Using a firm voice while speaking Spanish, sometimes his little sister understands Spanish more than English. He hugs her trying to calm her down seeing how she's furious she is.

"Ella te golpeó, hermano!" Billie struggles from her brother's hands still wanting to fight, "Venganza!!!" She throw her fist in the air.

"What did she say?" Pavtri asked.

Gwen fixing her hair putting into a messy bun, "Yeah!"

"She said revenge, and she thinks you hit me with the whip cream." Miles couldn't help but let out a snicker, seeing how cute his little sister is willing to protect him.

"Ohhh! Opp, so she wanted payback?" Gwen asked with her hand on her hips, "But I didn't hit you."

Billie huffs, "Hmph! No toques a mi hermano!" Her hands cupping her brother's face being protective then crossing her arms, "Nonono!"

Pavtri rub his chin, "I guess if it was innocent or not, she doesn't like it."

"Well, Billie never like anyone picking on Miles, so this shouldn't be a surprise." Ganke pointed out.

Hobie stood quiet through the whole thing, he went to stand next to his Sunflower. "Still... Billie, don't pull Gwen's hair. She means no harm, and no fighting or I have to tell mamí you were misbehaving." Miles lecture his little sister.'

"Pero... Pero..." Billie sniffs with big tears forming already sad for upsetting her brother. She did what she thought was fair.

"Ehh, let her off of this one. I get it. She loves you too much." Gwen shrugs it off, "Besides it didn't hurt me."

"Still... she needs to know it's not right." Miles hugs his sister, "Billie Boo, it's okay. Don't cry. I know you're a good girl." Wiping her tears away with his right hand.

Billie sniffs feeling bum out, her brown eyes landed on Hobie who gave her a sincere smile. "You git me?" She asked the punker.

"Yes, luv." Seeing how Billie wanted him to hold her, the punker took her in his arms and gave a solitary smile. "You did an excellent job, lil Boo."

"Hobie!" Miles pouted but seeing Billie sad face turning super happy made him slide it off. Little Billie proudly nodded at Hobie.

"Yeah! She hu-wt Miles!"

"I know." Hobie gave her thumb ups, "Good job for getting yer lick back!"

"YEAH!" Billie said in a loud cheer tone.

Gwen snorted, "It was like a pinch."

"Shh, Gwen! Little Billie don't play." Pavtri said out loud.

Ganke nodded, "Yeah, now you want her to pull your hair again?"

"No..." The blond woman answered.

Miles began scolding his boyfriend for allow Billie to be okay with this behavior. Everyone knows to never mess with Miles if his sister is around. Who knows what she'll do? Hobie and Billie had a close friendship whenever it comes to Miles, they have the need to protect him. They never understood why.

The little girl happily learns a few moves from Hobie, she can't wait to try it on any enemy near her brother.

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #across the spider verse

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cutekittenlady · 3 months

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Tumblr Plays Pokemon White 2 - Part 5

I just need one.

Just to steady my nerves.

JUST. ONE.

GLUG

Ohhhh thats the good stuff.

Okay Polly. You can do this. Just walk out on that soundstage. And, i dunno, act?

Dear lord this is like third grade talen show all over again. Only this time I don't have Hugh to dig the hole.

......

The filming... actually turned out okay? It was pretty standard fare hero schlock but ah well.

And hey, i actually have a fan!

Hmmm this is going straight into my veins.

Dont tell my mom.

Your lucky I've had my lemonade hit today old man.

Welp. Guess I'm a move star now.

hehe.

Oh shoot it's dark. Uhhh is Pop Roxie still running his boat? I did say I was gonna do all the gym matches so I kinda gotta go to Castelia right? Hnngh maybe I'll come back to do more films later?

At least after getting a set of wings or something to get here and back again in a jiffy.

I wind up running to the pier in the rain.

Okay Hugh I'm here, sorry I took so long. See there was this bald guy with a really unfotunate name and-

Whaaaats going on here?

What like.... like the terrorist group? I mean lets not jump the gun here Roxie. I mean just cause theyre dressed kinda funny doesn't mean we can just jump to conclusion. Besides even if they WERE Team Plasma they wouldn't just admit to it. Nobodys that-

... Wow okay so... you guys are like... actually that dumb then?

Look I- No I get you wanna make some big dramatic speech but I- Stop cutting me off you RUDE LITTLE-

Hugh, baby, do NOT cut the Polly off when shes speaking! You know what happened in third grade.

Anyway Hugh goes off on this whole hate filled speech about how much these guys suck. And I expected some kinda edgy response but instead.

Home slice. You were chased... by Lillipup? Dude I hit a Lillipup with a bike when I was, like, five and it was flattened like a pancake. Sure, I got banned from riding for, like, ten years but my point is that anyone who runs from a Lillipup, a Lillipup right?, has no right joining a terrorist organization.

God its the third grade all over again.

Hope you have a shovel Hugh.

Oh sweetie.

We're gonna bury you.

Plasma Grunt sent out a Patrat against Bentley and you can just tell that Bentley has a chip on his shoulder over the Gym battle because hes raring to go. Patrat starts with bide after Bentley wraps him up, after that I had Bentley use growth while Patrat stored energy. Next round Patrat releases the energy and Bentley hit him with vine whip. That combined with wrap gets the little rat int he red. Patrat manages to forestall hi defeat with detect but one return later and its over.

After defeating the Patrat Bentley learns Leaf Tornado.

The Plasma grunt and his buddies have enough sense to run off before we can really get going and run for their lives.

Its okay Hugh you didn't have a shovel anyway.

Uh... Pretty sure thats a YOU job? Your the gym leader here.

However Roxie gives me the HM for Cut before running off.

Well Hugh guess we have a free HM now soooooo

Deep inhale through nose

Yeah okay.

Your lucky were friends Hugh.

The things I do for friendship.

Thats what I DOING! GAWD

Look its not like we're even going to find them! If they're really in a terrorist cell theres no way they're just going to be standing out in the open like a jackass saying "Come and get me Polly"

.... Bentley.

Go loose buddy.

Hey look its a purrloin.

And now its dead.

Just like old times. Old times being, like, the day before yesterday. Or whatever.

Aaaand the Plasma grunt runs away.

Hugh get her!

I... you... She ran RIGHT PAST YOU!

YOU HAVE A PIG WHO BREATHES FIRE!

wHaT... i DONt.... THIS IF YOUR VENDETTA!

oh please do tell

Okay she said they have a boat. Castelia City has a port. Hmm Okay.

I... we were JUST there Hugh! We'd have been better off just waiting in Virbank for them to come back and then jumping out at them from behind a trash can! Or dragging them into an alley to get info or something!

Arceus Dammit Hugh! This is YOUR revenge quest! I'm just tagging along cause Prof. Juniper asked me to complete... the... pokedex....

You know what Hugh, you uh, you go on ahead. I have some stuff I gotta... take... care of....

Shit shit shit how many pokemon do I have to catch?!

Ran into a shaking bush and caught an audino on the way to the pokemon center. Shove THAT into the PC for now, what else....

Route 19... Route 19 gotta start with route 19. Habitat mode dont fail me now!

GOT IT!

YOU. IN BALL. NOW

DANGIT YOU ARE NOT GETTING IN THE BALL

ARIES GT OUT THERE AND PARALYZE THAT CRETIN!

YES

IN BALL

CAUGHT

MOVING ON

DAMMIT OF COURSE THE FIRST PURRLOIN I FIND HAS LIMBER

AAAAAAAHHHHH

#pokemon #tumblr plays pokemon #tumblr plays pokemon white 2 #pokemon poll #pokemon playthrough #pokemon white 2 #white 2 #pokemon black 2 #black 2 #b2w2 #pkmn b2w2 #pokemon b2w2

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passivenovember · 2 years

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A day late!

The night before their wedding with the summer heat so thick and oppressive that Billy’s skin sticks to the air itself while he reads, blinking dumbly through a haze of I’m marrying Steve tomorrow, holy shit I’m marrying Steve Harrington tomorrow night–

Steve climbs, drunk, through the bedroom window and collapses headfirst into the bed frame.

Billy sits bolt upright, sheets pooling around his waist, and thinks that if they decided to forgo the bachelor party of course bad luck would seep in some other way. Through the cracks in their history together. Of course, Harrington would break his nose.

“Steve?” Billy whispers.

Steve’s head pops into view, mouth split into a delicate grin. “Hi, baby. I didn’t want you to be alone when the fireworks start boomin’ in the sky.”

Billy snaps the book shut. “Your nose is bleeding, asshole.”

“It is?” Steve wonders, patting at his nostrils to find scarves of red glittering underneath his fingernails. “Huh.” He wipes his hand on his jeans, making grabby motions until Billy slips out of bed.

When Billy slips out of bed, a pair of Steve’s tighty-whities, nearly translucent with the heat of summer sticking to his skin, Steve groans like someone punched him.

The bedframe, maybe. “God, you’re so hot,” Steve says. He leans his face against the footboard, smearing blood the whole way. “I can’t believe I get to eat you out for the rest of my life–”

“What are you doing home so soon? I thought you were crashing at Robin’s?”

“I wanted to see ya.” Steve declares, very serious. “And I know seeing the groom before the wedding is bad luck but we’ve had so much bad luck, we deserve good now and I love you. You're the best thing in my whole life, Billy–”

Billy gets his hands under Steve’s armpits, grinning in spite of himself when Harrington’s Bambi legs fold into place under him. “Let’s go to the bathroom. Get you cleaned up.”

“I don’t wanna sleep at Robin’s,” Steve moans, teetering as they march down the hall. “Her tiny dog yaps all night and I drank too many lemon drops and I was laying there on her scratchy brown couch, full of chips and cheese, thinking ‘I wanna sleep in our bed because it’s big and soft and Billy keeps my toes warm, and–’”

The light switch in the bathroom is farther away than Billy remembers it being, tucked around the string of Ecanacia Max bullied him into tacking on the wall.

Billy props Steve against the wood paneling, reaching and grasping until the room fills with a bright, sweet yellow glow.

The place is a mess. Steve never cleans up after himself when he’s getting ready for a night out so Billy’s gotta do it. There are products everywhere–two half-empty containers of Fabrigee Organics, a stick of deodorant, little hairs from Steve’s shorn mustache dotting the marble sink like wayward blankets of snow.

Billy ignores the mess and opens one of the chipped oak drawers under the sink to fish for a washcloth, running it under warm water when he gets his hands on one that’ll hide the blood stains.

Steve tries to climb onto the counter but nearly falls into the bathtub, instead.

“--my stomach fucking hurts from all that cheese,” Steve declares, eyes big and wet when he finally climbs up next to their UFO toothbrush holder and Billy won’t stop giggling. “It’s not funny, I might die. Can I have tummy rubs?”

“We’ll run you a bath and you can take some medicine. Head to bed.” Billy yelps when Steve grabs him around the arms, voice urgent.

“I don’t wanna head to bed, Billy, we’re getting married tomorrow.”

“Yep, we are.”

“We should be up all night,” Steve says. “We should count the stars and drink soda and dance to Whitney Houston and watch the sunrise on our day.”

“Baby, you gotta sleep,” Billy says. “You’re shitfaced and your nose is all fucked up–”

“But I love you,” Steve whines, bratty and bitchy and so adorable that Billy has no choice but to lean forward, licking the pout from Steve’s lips if only to get him to stop talking so much.

When he pulls away, Steve’s still frowning. “What’s wrong, worry wart? You’re not getting cold feet on me, are you?”

“No!” Steve almost screams, and Billy laughs, using the wet rag to wipe the blood from his own lip before going to town on the fresh trickle gushing down his fiance’s chin.

“No,” Steve insists, “I could never, I mean. You’re perfect outside and inside.”

“I feel like you’re just reciting your vows, at this point.”

Steve ignores him, still prattling on as Billy wipes the blood from his nose that, thankfully, isn’t broken. “We should start this next chapter of our lives celebrating how far we’ve come, and all the blood, jizz and tears it took to make it to the alter–”

“--Baby—”

“What, you don’t agree?” Steve demands, pulling away from the neosporin-covered gauze Billy’s trying to tack onto his face.

Billy deflates, crossing his arms over his chest. “I agree, baby. Of course, I agree, we deserve to party and egg our neighbors' houses and whatever else we want on the night before our wedding. But you just face-planted through an open window–”

“Only ‘cause I wanna dance with somebody,” Steve says, in the tune of their wedding song. “More specifically, with somebody who loves me.”

When Billy doesn’t react, Harrington wiggles his hips. Snaps his fingers, too, while Billy all but drowns in his love for this boy.

“Alright,” Billy says because they’re getting married tomorrow.

And he’s been powerless to those eyes, that mouth, those hips since he was seventeen years old. Billy shakes his head and holds the gauze right in Steve’s face.

“We can stay up and have a slumber party, but you gotta let me take care of you first, moron.”

“You always do,” Steve chirps happily, kissing Billy’s wrist as he slides the bandage into place.

#harringrove #harringrove week #I wanna dance with somebody #idk what this is

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randomperson351 · 2 years

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Gas station - EM

Summary: A hot summers night in Hawkins leads to more than you bargained for.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

Images do not belong to me.

Masterlist Asks

The throbbing behind your eyes wouldn’t stop. No matter how many times you tossed and turned or stacked pillows around your head or fanned yourself with a magazine, it just wouldn’t stop.

Fuck it.

You flung your duvet off your heated skin and spun your legs round until the carpet tickled your toes. As slow as you dared to, you peeled your head off of your pillow and sat upright; breathing deeply as your head pulsed before settling back to a managable dull ache, nothing that couldn’t be cured by some Advil and fresh air. Grabbing a light jumper, you made your way to the kitchen on wobbly feet as you took a couple of Advil with a glass of water and slipped on your shoes and bag before heading out the front door.

The air was cooler out here. Walking down the path of your driveway and out onto the main roads the wind tickled your face and eased the stuffiness settled in your skin. Every now and again a car would scream by you, heading into the blackness ahead that shrouded the sky-

“Hey.”

You whipped your head round to see the one and only shaggy-haired Eddie Munson lent halfway out the window of his van that had pulled up beside you, a devilish gleam in those big brown eyes of his. “Whatcha doing out so late, walking in the road? Alone.”

“Just heading to the gas station. It’s too hot to sleep and I have a headache.”

Eddie hmmed and jumped out of his van, wandering round to the passenger side. “Hop in.”

“What are you getting?”

The neon lights bounced off the rows of artificially sweetened drinks in front of you as your eyes scowered what options there were. Did you want something fizzy or just a juice? Some pretzels for a salty twang? A slushie for the cold relief of sweetened ice?

“I can’t decide.” You huffed, annoyance creeping back up on you.

“Well, how about I make the decision for you?” Eddie leant forward onto the shelf so that he was in your eyeline.

You squinted at him in suspision. “You make the decision?”

“Mmmhmm.” Eddie’s shaggy hair bobbed with his enthusiastic nodding.

“Alright Munson, surprise me.”

A 50 watt smiled blinded you in the lights as Eddie led you to the slushie machine. “Well first we’ve gotta load up on some sweetass sugary ice and personally, I think the red and blue taste better together.” He began on filling one cup with red and handing it to you with a straw, and keeping the blue for himself.

“Next?” You inquired, straw between your lips.

“Sodium load up baby. Let’s hit the chips.”

You and Eddie ended up leaving the air-conditioned gas station with two slushies, a bag of pretzels, share bag of salted crisps and enough chocolate to give you diabetes just by looking at it.

Eddie opened up the back of his van and you dumped all the snacks in and sat on the ledge looking out into the night sky.

“How’s the headache?”

“Better.” You answered through a mouth of salted crisps.

“Lets see your tongue.”

“What?”

Eddie smirked and opened his own mouth, showing a bright blue coloured tongue. You giggled and finished your mouth of food before washing it down and opening your own mouth to reveal an artificially red tongue. You both laughed like a couple of five year olds before settling down, permanent smiles etched on your lips.

“Can I ask you something?” You broke the silence.

“Ask away, My Liege.”

“Are you high right now?”

Eddie snorted before covering it up with the sleeve of his jacket. “Not as much as I was when I found you.”

You looked at him for a moment before answering. “...So yes, then.”

This set off another round of giggles between the two of you as he bumped gently against your shoulder.

“Okay, my turn.”

“Okay.” You turned to face Eddie who had a highly devious look on his face, similar to earlier in the evening.

“Remember when I said I thought the red and blue slushie tasted better together?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna find out why?”

“Okay.”

You reached for the cup of red slushie condensating next to you when Eddie reached over and smushed your face together, puckering your lips out as a result so he could meld his own to them. After he was sure you wouldn’t pull away, he softened his grip and pulled away momentarily to inhale a breath before diving right back in, using his rough yet gentle hands to guide you to how he wanted; tongues teasing each other, the need for breath becoming a mere afterthought.

Unfortunately, you did have to break away at some point. You panted to gain back the air that Eddie took from you as he held your forehead to his, breaths mingling in the night air.

“Stick out your tongue now.”

You shook your head in dismay as you looked straight into his bambi brown eyes and revealed your tongue, much to his delight.

“I think we match now, my lady.” Eddie showed his tongue to be a muted purple, the red and blue from your individual slushies having mixed during the heavy makeout session.

“Purple.” You said.

“Purple. My favourite colour on you.”

You smiled and leaned back in for some more tame loving this time, the adrenaline having worn itself off.

You and Eddie might have ended up falling asleep cuddled together in the back of his van that night. You might also have had to race home to crawl into your window to make it seem as if you were there all night. Who knows, maybe you had to lie to your sister and say the new grape flavour slushie was in town, and that the guitar pick necklace was ‘just something I found’.

And that strange boy blasting Metallica and blowing you kisses from his van while he waited to pick you up to drive to school, well, that was just something you found too.

#randomperson351 #eddie munson #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson x female!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #soft!eddie munson #season 4 redemption #tooth rotting fluff #do not repost #gas station #do not translate

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midnghtprentiss · 2 years

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this is for him - s.h

pairings: steve harrington x fem!reader

little bit of angst (sorry)

pronouns used are she/her

a/n: let’s pretend that afterglow and red are NOT from taylor swift and were released in the 90s. thinking of doing a part 2 of this one.

summary: after the reader become a successful singer she come back to a gig in Hawkins seeing her ex - steve harrington and sing a few songs for him. 1.4k.

The whole city was talking about you for months and how they were excited to see you perform in the town you were borned and raised in. Even Eddie, who personally thinks your songs are too cheesy. Max, Eddie and Dustin made a few shirts to welcome you home while Nancy and El made some chocolate chip cookies. Mike, Lucas and Will were hanging balloons around Joyce’s while Jonathan and Robin took pictures. Steve was nervous, he was terrified of seeing you again after the (bad) break up. Everyone assures him that it was fine, he doesn't have anything to be worried or afraid of.

Everyone lights up when Hopper’s car stopped in the garage and a few excited noises were heard and when the door was open you smiled at everyone and even cried a little bit. God, how good it was to be home.

‘You guys! You didn’t have to do it, seriously!’’ They look at you for a second before everyone but Steve puts you in a tight hug.

‘’You smell like fancy perfume!’’ Max shouts, making everyone laugh.

‘’I brought a few gifts for everyone and I’ll give them soon as eat these cookies because the smell is amazing.’’

You looked at Steve and gave you a nod. He was different, his hair was bigger and he aged so well for a few months. He looked good and for a second he looked like Steve from your happy memories and dreams.

After everyone talked enough you decided it was time for the gifts and all that crap. For Max you brought a Kate Bush sign record (she cried). Dustin, Mike and Eddie got a few DnD costumes you saw at a place and thought of them at the moment. For Will you get a few art collections from Rome. Lucas received a Michael Jordan shirt. Jonathan got a new camera. Robin got a Blondie collection and Nancy got her books from Italy. You let Steve's last.

‘’When we dated you told me that you wanted a picture in every place I think is special so I made you an album and I wrote why these places were special. You don't need to keep it, but yeah,’’ Everyone has their eyes on you.

‘’Thanks.’’ He said really low and you shake your head walking away.

‘’Guys I gotta go, tomorrow is my big day. I left your credentials with Joyce. See you tomorrow.’’ You said goodbye quickly and got out.

Steve was still in shock. He couldn’t believe you remember what he told you almost two years ago but there he was holding a self made gift from you. The love of his life and his ex-girlfriend. He was so screwed. His heart was racing and he felt like passing out any minute.

The concert day was filled with anxiety and nervous breakdowns. Hawkins was your home you can not mess up. You looked in the mirror for a thousand times just to make sure you dress up cool enough. You were wearing a blue glitter dress with a white all star and a purple leather jacket. Every time someone from the production passed by you it was like a heatwave passing by.

‘’We are ready.’’ Amanda, your assistant, tell you before making your way till the stage. ‘’You got this.’’

In the moment the lights went out you walked by the stage staying in the center. Once the lights flashed again you smiled singing the first parts of the song.

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street

Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly

Your eyes passed around the people and you could recognize a few of them. The people you grew up with and they didn’t remember your name. Now they do.

Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall

Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all

You find him. He was there and smiling wearing a shirt with your face on it. Your heart almost stops when you see it. You imagine he would find something else to do then show up but there he is. The chorus hits harder on everyone making them jump and sing around.

Losing him was blue like I'd never known

Missing him was dark gray, all alone (Whoa)

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

But loving him was red

You left a giggle out when you see everyone there shaking their heads and laughing with you. There was a nice feeling in that - always pleasing people even when you shouldn't.

Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes

Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go

Steve was about to pee his pants like a child. He don’t listen to your songs cause it’s too painful but seeing you singing about him was like winning a fucking award. Dustin was all about giggling and making comments on how he looked like a proud boyfriend.

But moving on from him is impossible

When I still see it all in my head

In burning red

Steve thought about you everyday since you left and that stupid fight was there too. All the damn time. He should come after you and not let you go, what kind of romantic man does that? He never called. He gave up and was sorry about it.

When the first song finishes you stop close to your microphone speechless and overwhelmed by all the love you recieved.

‘’Good evening Hawkins. Are you ready to sing and cry a little bit?’’ Everyone screamed and you burst out laughing, ‘’God is amazing to be home. This is the last show of my tour so we are going to make it the best, alright?’’

The first few songs were all happy and people were dancing but it was time to an emotional moment. You make your way till the piano siting confortable before doing the first notes of the song.

‘’This song I wrote a few months ago thinking about love and how we sabotage things when we’re too afraid to show it to the people we love and care about. This song is about a fight I caused and I’m sorry that it turned out like that. This is called Afterglow.’’

I blew things out of proportion, now you're blue

Put you in jail for something you didn’t do

The flashbacks hit you harder and your throat dries, almost taking your voice away.

I pinned your hands behind your back, oh

Thought I had reason to attack, but no

You remember storming out Steve’s house and going somewhere else that was not your house and cry for hours. That was the last time you saw Steve.

Fighting with a true love is boxing with no gloves

Chemistry 'till it blows up, 'til there’s no us

Steve’s gaze found yours and it hit him like a bullet.

Why'd I have to break what I love so much?

It's on your face, and I'm to blame, I need to say

He smiled lightly and held Joyce cause she knows everything that happens that night.

Hey, it's all me, in my head

I'm the one who burned us down

But it's not what I meant

Sorry that I hurt you

You were sorry and every person in that room knew it. Steve was sorry for how things turned afterall.

Tell me that you're still mine

Tell me that we'll be just fine

Even when I lose my mind

I need to say

The whole fight was about jealousy and how Steve was pissed because you needed to travel on Valentine’s day. You told him that you couldn’t miss this chance and he said he was no longer important. You remember vividly.

‘’Steve, this is my fucking dream!’’

‘’I am your goddamn boyfriend and you’re choosing everyone but me. You are selfish and I should be with someone who cares and listens to my feelings. We are done now.’’

‘’Oh my god, Harrington. I can’t believe you. They were right. You truly are a jerk.’’

Tell me that it's not my fault

Tell me that I'm all you want

Even when I break your heart

Steve was sobbing. He didn’t know what to say but sorry. He was the one who broke your heart by saying things he regretted every day.

The concert turned out pretty amazing. Everyone was so excited but you cried when you left. You cried when you saw Steve standing there with a smile and a cup of tea.

‘’We need to talk now.’’

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #steve stranger things #steve x reader #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington imagines #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #robin buckley #steve harrington blurb

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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 1 year

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Family Day

A/N: Part 3!!

Bold/Italics is singing!

Word count: 3.6+

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"All right. It says that we still need one tear, and I never cry." Mal says, before going back to mixing her cookie dough.

"Let's just chop up some onions." Carlos says grabbing an onion, he saw in the little wooden box next to him.

"No". Mal says throwing her hands up in the air. "It says that we need one tear of human sadness. And this love potion gets the best reviews, so we have to follow it exactly."

"A tears a tear.."

"That'd not true, Jay. They have both antibodies and enzymes, but an emotional tear, has more protein-based hormones then a reflex tear." I look at her, both shocked and amazed.

"Listen to you." Mal says.

"Someone's been hitting the books." I said giving her a nudge, and Evie smiles cheekily.

"Yeah, I knew that." I scoff. "Sure, Jay. And what was that you got on your first pop quiz?" He stammers, before telling me to 'shut up,' and I laugh.

"Hey, I know how to get a real emotion filled tear." Evie said, looking my way. "No! Not from me, it's gotta be from someone else."

"Okay, but there's a first time for everything." Evie squeals, and I roll my eyes, going over to Carlos moving the box of onions out the way, and sits next to him.

"There you are, Mal! I was looking for you. You know all the girls want you to do their hair! Midnight snack, huh? Whatcha guys making?"

"Nothing special. Just cookies." Mal says as Lonnie dips her finger in it, and tastes it, as we all tell her to stop, but she's already done it.

"What? I'm not gonna double dip."

"Feel anything?"

"Yeah, like maybe it might be missing something?"

Jay gets up putting some hair behind his ear and leans up against the pole. "Hey there."

"It could use some chips." Lonnie said going over to the refrigerator. "Chips?" Jay asks flat out confused.

"And those are...?"

"Chocolate chips. Just the most important food group." Lonnie says bringing out a cup of chips from the fridge and sets it on the table. "Wait, didn't your moms ever make you guys," She start grabbing a handful and dumps it into the mixture. "Like, chocolate chip cookies?" My eyes dart to my hand, as I felt Carlos' hand on mine, I smile at him and squeeze his hand, mouthing a small ‘thank you.’

"Like, when you're feeling sad, and they're fresh from the oven, with a big old glass of milk and she just makes you laugh and puts everything into perspective and.. Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"It's just different where we're from."

"Yeah, I know. I just, you know , I thought…Even villains love their kids." She said with a soft smile, and I turn to Carlos, reaching over putting my free hand on his right cheek.

"Oh. How awful." She said, a tear trilled down her face, and she placed her hands over Mals, before Mal takes the tear and dashes it into the mixture.

"Yeah, well, big bummer, but we have to get these into the oven, so thank you so much for coming by. Really, really have a good night. I'll see you tomorrow, good night. Evil dreams." Mal said pushing her out of the kitchen. And I dropped the hand, I had on Carlos's cheek.

"Boys, cookie sheet. (Y/N) and Evie, oven." "Got it." I said as Evie said, "Yes ma'am."

We all were standing in front of the oven waiting for the cookies to bake, once the timer went off, Mal opened the oven grabbing a mitt to take out the piping hot tray out, but Jay stopped her.

“I got this.” He reaches in and tries grabbing the tray, with his bare hands, and burns himself, and bringing his hands to his chest. “One day, you’ll learn to do things the right way.” I said, patting his shoulder, and he rolls his eyes at me.

Mal takes the tray out and let it cool off before placing it in a sandwich baggie.

“Time to play matchmaker, get that wand, and pay a visit to our parents.” She says and we cheer before, heading back to our dorm rooms.

It's the next day, and the four of us are watching Mal give the cookie to Ben. At first he declined, before Mal was about to eat it, but Ben snatched it out her hand. "See that? Totally trust you. Totally." She turns to look at us, before turning back to Ben.

"How are they?"

"They're good. They're great! They're amazing. They're..I mean, they're chewy and, you know, they...Is that walnuts?" He asks as Mal nods. "I love walnuts."

I lean in to Carlos' ear to whisper, "The literal definition of kissing up to someone." He shakes his head laughing. Ben kept talking before coughing a bit, letting us know that the love spell is in fact taking effect. And we tiptoe to stand near Mal.

"How you feeling, bro?"

"I feel...I feel like singing your name. Mal! Mal!" Ben sings as Mal covers his mouth, and Jay takes the bag with the cookie in it, and lets out a low whistle.

~~~~~

Evie, Mal, and I sit on the bleachers, watching the tourney game. But watch as one of the guys on the bench goes out on the field and the coach tells Jay to go out there, but he offer to let Carlos go instead, but Carlos sits right back down. And Jay pulls him right back up. Before the coach throws him the stick and they both run out onto the field.

Everyone cheers, but me in particular cheers just for Carlos. "What about Jay?" Evie asks, and I shrug. "I'm cheering for him too..." And Mal and Evie smile and laugh.

"I think now's a good time to say that our (Y/N) dear, is totally in love with Carlos." Evie says, Lonnie looking at me, thinking it was 'cute,' and I look at Evie like she's insane.

"Evie!"

"Oh, you didn't know that? I knew that for a long while." Mal, said with a hand on her chin, eyeing me over Evie’s shoulder. "Have you seen the way they look at each other!?" Mal nods, "Or the way they hold hands, whenever possible?"

"Or the-"

"Okay! I get it! It was incredibly obvious! Enough of the torture please." I roll my eyes and face palm.

"Relax, we're not here to make fun of you, others maybe, but if you like him maybe you should tell him." Mal says, with her arms folded.

"Yeah, do it when the time feels right though." Lonnie says putting a hand on my shoulder, and Evie agrees.

"You do that, while I start planning the wedding." Said Evie.

"Ew, weddings are so..." Mal started, but trailed off trying to find the best word for it.

"Amazing." Said Evie.

"Stupid." Said Mal.

"Amazingly stupid." Evie said, half agreeing with Mal.

I shake my head with a laugh, as there antics. "Thanks guys."

"Always." Evie said answering for the both of them.

After watching them play our school breaks the tie and wins the game. And Evie, Lonnie, and I cheer as Mal covers her ears in pain.

"Excuse me, can I have your attention please? There's something I'd like to say." Ben announces standing on top of the disc shooter thing and everyone goes quiet and I meet Evies eyes.

"Is he?" I ask pointing to Ben.

"He might be." Evie says, not taking an eye of him not wanting to miss this.

"Give me an 'M!'

Most of the people on the bleachers, do the same thing as Ben, repeating after him, but Mal an I.

"Give me an 'A!'

Give me and "L!"

"What does that spell?"

"Mal!" Everyone screams and Lonnie and Evie, yell it into her ears.

"Come on, I can't hear you!" Ben exclaims at the whole crowd yells it again and I do it again. "I love you, Mal. Did I mention that?" He says as Audrey, runs away and off the field.

"Gimme a beat!"

Did I mention that I'm in love with you?

And did I mention there's nothing I can do

And did I happen to say?

I dream of you everyday

But let me shout it out loud, if that's okay ay ay

If that's okay (Hey!)

I met this girl that rocked my world like it's never been rocked

And now I'm living just for her and I won't never stop

I never thought that it could happen to a guy like me

But now look at what you've done, you got me down on my knees

Because my love for you is ridiculous

I never knew

(Who knew?)

That it could be like this

My love for you is ridiculous

My love is R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!

(R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!)

It's (Ridiculous!)

Just (Ridiculous!)

And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss

Well did I mention that I'm in love with you

And did I mention there's nothing I can do

And did I happen to say?

I dream of you everyday

But let me shout it out loud, if that's okay ay ay

(Yeah!) If that's okay

Because my love for you is ridiculous

I never knew (Who knew?)

That it could be like this

My love for you is ridiculous

My love is R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S! (R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!)

It's (Ridiculous!)

Just (Ridiculous!)

And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss, c'mon now!

Alright! (Hey!)

Because my love for you is ridiculous

I never knew (Who knew?)

That it could be like this

My love for you is ridiculous

My love is R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!

(R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S!)

It's (Ridiculous!)

Just (Ridiculous!)

And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss, c'mon now!

Ben then starts crowd surfing his way up the bleachers, to stand next to her. "I love you, Mal. Did I mention that?" He leans into kiss her, but blocks it with the shirt he threw to her during while he was singing. But he then just hugs her instead.

"Chads, my boyfriend now! And I'm going to coronation with him. So, I don't need your pity date." She says before kissing him, Ben then takes this chance to grab the mic from her.

"Mal! Will you got to the coronation with me?" Mal grabs the mic and yells, "Yes!" into it.

"She said yes!" Audrey, visibly upset, pushes past Chad, before walking away. I cheer, before looking at Evie, and mouth "you okay?" And she nods, her head looking the other way.

"Let's go, Ben! The whole team's waiting for you." Jay said, as he grabbed Ben to come back onto the field, and Mal said 'bye.'

"I feel really sorry for Audrey." Mal starts. "You do?" Evie asked, trying not to cry, because she really did think Chad liked her like she did him.

"Yeah, even (Y/N) does too. Right-?"

"Oh honey, that's not even a question, I gotta answer." I said, as we laughed a little.

"I feel like if she were talented like you, and she knew how to sew, knew beauty tips, that she wouldn't need a prince to make her feel better about herself."

"I guess, I am kind of talented."

"Kind of? Girl, you are underestimating yourself, let me tell you. You are definitely gifted, E." She smiles wide, looking from the both of me and Mal.

"Thanks, M. And you too (N/N)."

I smile and nod. "We got your back."

"Okay, so about that wedding."

I groan, "No!" She laughs, but stops when we see the players carrying Jay, deeming him the most valuable player, causing us to cheer and clap.

~~~~~~~

I knock on Mal and Evie's door to let them know I'm coming in and open it. "Hey! Whoa. That look is not hideous!" I exclaimed, looking at the dress Evie made for Mal. "Right?" Mal says.

"So, what you looking all fancy for?" Mal was about to reply, before Evie cut her off. "Ben asked her out on a date, and now she's ready."

"And nervous." She admits.

"There's no need to be nervous, you look great. Just be yourself. No magic spell book and just talk." I say to her, before there's a knock on the door. I smile and Mal goes to open the door.

"For the first time. I understand the difference between pretty and beautiful. I hope you like bikes." He says holding a helmet to her and see goes to take it turning around giving a 'help me,' face on the way out, and Evie closes the door.

~~~~~

It's the next day, and we were all waiting for Remedial Goodness to start, but Fairy Godmother, had an announcement.

"Children, excuse me. Um...As you know, this Sunday is Family Day here at Auradon Prep. And because your parents can't be here due to 'distance,' we've arranged for a special treat." She says as she turns the computer on to show everyone's parents.

"I don't see anything, nor do I hear." Maleficent says backing away from the screen.

And Godmother waves us over to approach the screen.

"Is...Is it...is.."

"Press enter."

"Can I please see a remote? Is this thing on? It's broken." They bickered before turn the camera on so they see all us now.

"Who's the old bat?" Cruella says in utter disgust.

"This is Fairy Godmother."

"Still doing tricks with eggplants?"

"I turned a pumpkin into a beautiful carriage!" Godmother says standing her ground.

"You really couldn't give Cinderella till 1 a.m.? I mean, really. What, the hamsters had to be back on their little wheels?" Maleficent said, with a cackle.

"They were mice! They were not..They were mice. They were not.. They were mice." Godmother says, defending the mice, before leaving the cameras field of view.

"Hi, Mom!"

"Mal, I missed you." She stammered out.

"You children are never far from our thoughts."

"I got it. How long must Mommy wait to see you?"

"There's a big coronation coming up. I think probably sometime after that."

"When?"

"Friday, 10 a.m."

"You sure I can't see you before that? I don't know what I'll do if I don't get my hands on that magic..You, you little nugget that I love so much."

"Yes, I completely understand, Mother."

"Carlos, is that a dog?" Cruella says as Dude whimpers, and Cruella squeaks the toy resting on her shoulder. "Yes, yes, baby, I do understand. It would make the perfect size for earmuffs."

"He's the perfect size for a pet. This dog loves me, and I love him! Just as much, as I love (Y/N)! And FYI, your dog is stuffed!" Carlos yells, and we are all taken aback by this.

"Oh!" Cruella says backing down.

"So, give it a rest!" Carlos exclaims and Jay puts a hand on his shoulder, I smile as Carlos and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Burn!" Said Jafar.

"Ohh, why don't you go sell a toaster you two-bit salesman!"

"People who talk to stuff animals shouldn't throw stones!"

Jays clearly had enough and goes up and hangs up the call for us.

"I'm so sorry."

"Thanks for the special treat."

"Of course." Godmother says as we walk away and grabbed our bags.

"M? What do you think our parents are gonna do to us, if we don't pull this off?"

"I think they will be quietly disappointed in us, but ultimately proud of us for doing our best."

"Really?"

"No, I think we are definitely goners." Mal says as everyone walks with her, but I pull Carlos back.

"Did you mean, what you said back there? That you...loved me?" I ask as Carlos gets nervous and shifts from one foot to the other. "Yeah. I did. And I think you're really amazing, and a great person on top of that. And hope you'll got out with me, and be my date the coronation?"

I stare at him speechless, before hugging him gently, due to him still carrying Dude. "I will definitely go out with you, and be your date to the coronation." He smiles, and I can't help stare due to how cute he is. “Hey. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Couldn’t exactly do that, with friends or family like ours, they never given me the chance to tell you-”

"Guys, come on!" Evie says and I tell her we're coming.

“See?” He says, with a laugh. I put my backpack on properly, since I was carrying it with one hand, and lean in to the kiss Carlos on the cheek, before telling him to ‘come on.’

~~~~~

"Okay, so we all know what this looks like. So, we'll be up on the dais under the Beasts spell jar, and we'll be coming in from here. I will be in the very front. You all will be up in the balcony." Mal says should us the layout of the place where coronation is being held, and I nod. "Carlos?"

"Okay, so I'll find out limo, so we break the barrier, and get back on the island with the wand."

"Perfect."

"Evie. You will use this to take out the driver. Two sprays and he will be out like a light." They nod at each other before looking at the rest of us, and we back away from the table. I follow Carlos to his bed, sit down next to him as he lays down, with Dude.

"M? You want to break Ben's love spell?"

"Yeah. You know, for after."

"I don't..." Evie says trailing off.

"I've just been thinking, you know, when the villains finally do invade Auradon, and begin to loot and kick everyone out of there castles and imprison their leaders and destroy all that is good and beautiful, Ben still being in love with me just seems a little extra cruel." Evie nods, kinda sad or disappointed, and Mal closes her spell book and stands up walking away.

"M?"

"Mal?" I said trying to call her back over to us, but stop thinking she probably needs some time alone to really think about that big of a decision.

We decided to call it a night, we said our ‘goodnights,’ and us girls headed to our dorms. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling, thinking about the amazing things I've accomplished here. Like making friends with Lonnie, and Jane. Dating the literal love of my life. I mean, I was born evil, wanting to take over the place my father never could, but no one, and I mean no one should suffer the way we did.

If you ask me, putting Auradon in hands of Maleficent is extremely cruel, to the people who gave us a chance, at life we never thought we’d get to live.

~~~~~

We step up to the railing, watching at they sung their version of Be Our Guest. Before going down to walk up to the tables they had set up for everyone, and noticed the food they had out and grabbed a couple strawberries. Eating one, holding up the other, and was going to eat it, but noticed there was a bite taken out of it.

"Carlos!" He just smiles at me cheekily, and I roll my eyes, before throwing the strawberry somewhere, and took Dude from him, so he could eat a strawberry with chocolate fondue on it, messily might I add, but that's Carlos for you.

"So, what's the status on you two?"

"Well know, I can officially say I have a boyfriend now." I said, and Evie practically jumped for joy. But Carlos looks at me, hurt evident on his face, that we happy just seconds ago.

"You have a boyfriend? Who is it? I bet, I can beat him at tourney."

"I meant you, Carlos. You are my boyfriend."

"Oohhh, right." I shake my head laughing, holding Dude like a baby, as Jay goes over to the fondue machine and they have at it like it's an all you can eat buffet and Mal goes over to meet Bens parents.

"Evie, I have something to ask you." I started, but Evie was quick to cut me off. "Yes. I'll make your dress for coronation."

"How'd you know I was going to ask that?"

"I just have a knack for knowing, when people are in desperate need of a new look. And I checked your closet, and those dresses need help." I look at her mouth agape, but laughs when tells me she's kidding, and gives me a side hug.

"Also, what's up with you and Doug?"

"What do you mean, 'what's up with me and him?' We're just friends."

"Oh really? Cause as I recall, you two looked at each other the same way, Carlos and I do. You ma'am, are in love."

"That's not true."

"Gimme an L. Gimme an O. Gimme a VE. What does that spell?" I recited, making the letters with my fingers. "I'm going to put itching power in your bed sheets tonight."

I gasp, putting a hand on my chest. "You wouldn't dare!"

"I would!" She said as I laughed. "But seriously. You can tell us, right guys?" I said turning to Carlos and Jay as they continued, to shove their faces. And I elbow them both.

"Right guys?" They nod and say 'yes,' as good at they could with food shoved in their face, like a chipmunk with a face full of nuts.

"Fine. I do like him, kinda."

"I knew it!" I exclaim as Evie slaps hand onto my mouth. "Sorry." I said, after she removed her hand.

"But I don't know, if he likes me back."

"I can’t tell you he does, cause I don’t know, but what I can tell you is, a guy doesn't just look as if he'd give up everything to be with you, if they didn't. Okay?" She nods, giving me a slight nudge to my side. "When did you become a love consultant?"

"When I started to date the love of my life." I said, as he turned to me with chocolate all over his lips. I ask Evie to hold Dude, then I grab a napkin, to wipe Carlos’ face.

After that lovely little party, Ben offered us to play some croquet. "Come on, Dude! Hey, get them!" I stand with my croquet stick, and watch Carlos and Dude run wild. “Are we even going to play croquet, or just run around?”

Carlos looked me and thought about it, “Both?” He shrugged as Dude ran past him and over to me. And I pick him up dropping my croquet stick, running around with Dude. “Get back here!”

He chases Dude and I around the field, careful not to hit or bump into anyone, before grabbing my elbow and pulls me into his arms. “Gotcha.” I smile, looking up to kiss his chin.

“I think it’s safe to say, that Dude likes me.” I held Dude up, as he licked my face. “That makes two of us.” I turn to Carlos, smiling from ear-to-ear. “How do you think, your mother, will take this?”

“Well, if she truly loved me, she would support us, in this decision.” I nod, before asking, ‘what if she doesn’t?’ “If she doesn’t, well then thank goodness, she doesn’t have any say in who I give my heart to. I love you, and there is nothing she can say that would stop me, from doing so.”

My eyes opened wide, filled with nothing adoration as my heart fluttered in my chest. I felt like I was on top of the world, as corny as it sounds. I didn’t know what to do, so I side-hugged him tight. Saying ‘I loved him,’ back into him to crook of his neck, before pulling away, blinking back the tears that threatening to fall.

"You!" Someone exclaimed. And I turned to see where it was coming from and notice Mal and an older lady talking, I walk over there, Carlos following behind.

"How are you here? And how have you stayed so young?"

"Queen Leah, it's okay. Maleficent is still on the island. This is her daughter, Mal. Don't you remember my proclamation to give the new generation a chance?"

"A chance to what Ben? Destroy us? Come on. You remember, don't you? The poison apples." Queens Leah says facing Godmother. "And the spells." She said turning to face Bell and the Beast.

"Spells. My daughter was raised by fairies because of your mother's curse. So, her first words, her first steps, I missed it all!" She said turning around, severely upset. "You mustn't trust her."

"Hey, I'm so..." Mal says reaching over to touch her.

"Go away! Stay away from her!" Chad said standing in between her and Queen Leah.

"Don't do this Chad."

"What? They were raised by their parents, Ben. What do you think villains teach their kids? Huh? Kindness? Fair play?" I furrow my brows in anger, about to walk over there and tell him off, but Carlos grabs my hand and interlocks it with his, shaking his head 'no.'

"No way, okay? Uh-uh. You stole another girl's boyfriend."

"Hey, Hey!"

"You enjoy hurting people." He said pointing at Jay.

“You just as bad as an interior designer as you are a tarot reason. I’ll put it in smaller words for you , ‘you are not good.’” He says, and I try and shake grip Carlos had on my arm, and tackle this man, but Carlos doesn’t let my hand go.

"And you, you're nothing but a gold digger and a cheater." He said to Evie, and she steps closer to him. "Mirror, mirror, in my hand. Who's the biggest jerk in the land?" Evie said point it at Chad and he smacks her hand away.

"Back off, Chad!" Jay grabs him by his suit. As Evie sprays him with the bottle Mal gave her, and then started to run. I tightened my grip on Carlos's hand and run with them.

~~~~~

"I feared something like this would happen."

"This isn't their fault!"

"No, son. It's yours." The Beast says, holding out his for Belle to take. "Mom.." She takes his hand and they walk away, followed by Ben's friends.

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Is this a Interrogation?

The following day, Adam walked around the house, trying to remember the vows, the protocol and everything else. As he walks into the living room, reading his cheat sheet, his stumbles over someones legs.

Shane

Watch it fish n chips

Shane was sitting there, playing on his phone with his feet up.

Adam

My apologies, I didn't see you there

Adam made his way out, not wanting to disturb, as Shane holds him off

Shane

Oh by the way, now that I see you, My dad asked you to go see him

Adam

Um alright...Where is he?

Shane

Second floor, door at the end.

He thanked him and walked up to the second floor. He knocked and opened the door, as there was no answer after the third knock. It was the master bedroom of the house.

Adam

Hello?...Isaac?

He heard a “In here” behind another door. He quickly looked around and saw, to his relief, another open door to the master bathroom. That means, that surely he wasn't going to enter another bathroom, filled with a horrible odor, bringing tears to your eyes.

Reluctantly he enters the room, only to discover his father-in-law on the toilet.

Isaac

There you are, right *Mmnn* on time

Adam stops, and by the look on his face, you could tell that he didn't want to go in there.

Adam

Excuse me, I'll wait til you come out

Issac

Boy get in here, you smelt the boys shit, now you can smell mine for 5 minutes. Shut the door

Adam walks in and shuts the door behind him, as Isaac asked. Not wanting to be too cruel, Isaac sprayed a little air freshener so that Adam could breath. However, still he held his hand over his nose, trying not to be rude.

Isaac

So, tomorrow is the big day, finally. My little girl is getting married, and you will be the lucky groom.

Adam

Y-Yes,*cough* I'm very lucky to have your daughter as my wife.

Issac

*grunt* Damn right boy, and you better treat my little girl right or else.

Isaac threatened Adam as he forced out a grunt and let out a thick log of shit, the smell of his dump was by far the smelliest of the family, and to make things worse the toilet was almost overflowing with Isaac’s thick logs of shit.

Isaac

So how's Bridgette been doing? *grunt* *plop* You two planning on making us some grandkids anytime soon? That test of yours came back with good results. Me and her mother aren't getting any younger you know.

Adam

Gosh, we haven't gotten around to talk about kids yet.

Isaac

Well I guess these things take time but *groan* we ain't got all the time in the world boy. As you can see, I made 4 beautiful babies…well I made the batter, Meera is the one who cooked them, if you catch my drift. But from the looks of your test, you shouldn’t have much trouble getting to baking.

Isaac sternly looked at Adam, squinting as he let out a booming fart followed by a nice chunk of shit, at this point the smell was so bad that Adam was sure if he didn't leave the bathroom now he would faint from the smell. With a final liquid blast from his ass, Isaac continued.

Isaac

Anyways Moving on. *piss sounds* What I asked you here for was this, now that you're going to officially become part of the family, I’m going to need you to loosen up and not be so up tight, like in these “shitty situations” we been having.

Adam

*clear throat* I understand that, I just didn’t expect something like this to happen. My family has always been quite hush hush about their personal business. So um, seeing you and your sons destroying the toilet so shamelessly and open was very surprising to me.

Isaac

No we don’t do none of that, a man shits where and when he wants to shit, whats gotta come out has to go out. That’s what I taught my kids and thats what they been doing. *grunt* Except Shane, that one still ain’t comfortable just doing it. Except that one time with you. And as you can see, they learnt from the best. Cans about to overflow, scuse me while I flush.

Adam let out an inner cheer, as Isaac flushed. They both jumped a little, as the toilet flushed intensely like an airplane toilet. Adam was surprised at Isaac, was he actually welcoming him to the family? AND showing him something like compassion?? He always had the impression that his father in law didn’t think much of him and found him disappointing. But it seems that he was giving him a chance to prove himself.

Adam

My deepest apologies then sir

Isaac

*Fart* Child what did I just say? You're going to be family soon, so you will call me Dad. Means that I’m still the boss around here you hear? My boys have been very excited to have a new brother in the house, so be grateful for that.

Adam

A-Alright…dad

Isaac strains a few big logs out as the water splashes. Adam coughs up a little after holding it in so well. He takes the air freshener himself and then sprays a little.

Isaac

Good, glad we got that in the clear, now I’ll-

Adam

Actually si- I mean, dad. I’ve wanted to tell you something

Taken a back, he leans back and squints one more time as he let out a shart.

Isaac

What is it?

Adam

I…don’t know how to say this, but Tad has been *gulp* hitting on me?

Isaac

What do you mean, what did he do?

Adam

He’s been winking at me and kissing me…And from what you’re saying, shane apparently wanted to catch me in the shower? I don’t know what to make of th-

Isaac

Oh that ain’t nothing, the boys just like to toy around with Bridges’ boyfriends. He seems to like you the most out of all of Bridges’ boyfriends though. It's probably because of the time you two talked while he was shittinh his brains out on the toilet while you were in the shower. Bathroom convos are usually how men in this family bond,now it's time you carry that tradition as Bridges’ boyfriend son *fart* Scuse me, fiance. Now boy, I suggest you get on out of here, I gotta wipe and it's not gonna be a pretty sight.

Not really being reassured, Adam complied leaving his soon to be father in law to wipe his shit coated ass

#coprophilia #eproctophilia #relief #poopstories #fanfic #shit

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