girls night guardian

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warnings: request!, drinking, partying, violence, college au

“you sure you don't want me to come?” rafe asks, adjusting the strap on your dress for you, wishing it covered up more of your body.

“it's girls night rafey.” you shake your head. “besides, it's just a sorority party. there will barely be any guys there.”

“yeah, alright.” rafe sighs. he trusts you to party on your own without him, its everyone else that he doesn't trust. whether it's a friend encouraging you to drink more than you should or a guy dancing up on you.

“i don't wanna be out super late anyways. will probably head home around 11:30 if you wanna stay up.” you offer, knowing rafe would feel better if he was able to make sure you were home safe before falling asleep.

“definitely will.” rafe cups your face, pressing his lips to yours, smearing the lipgloss you had just reapplied.

“okay.” you smile at him, swiping your thumb across his lower lip to get some of the sparkles off. “love you baby.”

you weren't sure at first when your highschool sweetheart asked to move to the same college town as you. worried living together and attending university away from the outer banks would put too much stress on your relationship, but it's only strengthened.

“i love you so much more princess.” rafe says. you learned not to argue back about who loves who more, rafe will always insist it's him. “you sure you don't want me to walk you there?”

“thanks for the offer, but you know katie only lives three houses down.” you pat his cheek before opening the door, stepping into the cool night, the setting sun casting a warm orange glow among your neighborhood, technically off campus but steps away from the greek life houses, every house being rented by students for the course of their education.

“alright, have fun princess.” rafe says, watching you walk out the door. you close it behind you, but aren't surprised when you hear it reopen a minute later, rafe watching you until you reach katies door. 

you raise your fist to knock, but before you can even make a sound, your best friend flings the door open with a squeal.

“i am so excited for girls night.” she says, looping elbows with you and ushering you back down the steps. knowing katie, she's probably been ready to go since lunchtime.

“me too.” you smile. you love rafe and love partying with him, but it's fun to occasionally leave the boyfriends at home and just have a blast with your girls.

you reach the party quickly, it's only about a two minute walk until you see the sorority house, and hear the loud music. 

it's a rush of hugs and squeals and greetings when you enter, your friend taylor making it her mission to drag everyone towards the dance floor, which the entire living room has basically been converted into, with a makeshift bar in the corner.

you laugh and dance with your friends, occasionally downing whatever alcohol that is pushed into your hands by katie or taylor.

you aren't too drunk, but your bladder has filled so you tell katie, practically having to scream into her ear, that you were going to find a bathroom. you navigate through the hallways, not surprised that it isn't insanely packed like other parties. the sorority girls don't invite as many people as the frat houses do.

you head up the stairs and use the first open bathroom you find, glad that its so clean unlike some of the other ones you've used at parties.

you make eye contact with a man you don't recognize as you exit, causing you to quickly rush down the stairs. the university isn't that small, so it's strange and almost jarring to see an unfamiliar face.

“hey, taylor!” you call out, looping arms with her once you reach the living room, hoping being with your friend would dissuade the man from talking to you, but it clearly doesn't work when he comes up, a flirtatious smirk on his face.

“hey gorgeous.” he reaches his hand out. “im mike.”

“hi mike.” you say politely, but don't reach out to shake his hand. “i have a boyfriend.”

“damn.” he looks around. “i don't see him though.”

“he's around.” you mumble, not wanting this random persistent guy to think that you're here alone. “just giving me some space to dance with my girls.”

“if he's giving you space for your girls, how about for me too?” mike smirks, reaching out towards your waist, but you manage to step back in time before his fingers graze you, taylor in tow.

“hey, she said she had a boyfriend, why don't you just leave her alone?” taylor pipes up, and suddenly mikes eyes turn from friendly to heated, anger overtaking his expression.

“don't think i was talking to you, bitch.” he grunts out, making both of you gasp.

“what did you just call the lady?” a voice rings out from behind mike, and you let out a sigh of relief as he turns and comes face to face with rafe.

mike goes to respond, probably continuing to argue or to tell rafe to piss off, but before his words can leave his mouth, rafe decks him straight in the jaw.

you expected the punch, so you knew to move out of the way as mike falls backwards. he's an inch or so taller than rafe, but with rafes surprise and muscles, mike has no chance as your boyfriend pounces on him, making sure his face will tell the story of his behavior for the next couple weeks.

you watch with wide eyes as rafe punches him. it's not the first time you've seen rafe beat anyone up, but it's been a while, his behavior so different in college than it is when he's in the outer banks.

“okay, okay.” you pull at rafe when it's clear mike can't take much more. rafe pulls away, his eyes suddenly softening, cupping your cheeks in his warm hands. he presses a kiss to your lips as his thumbs swipe over your skin. 

“are you okay baby?” 

“yeah.” you nod. “im fine, promise.” 

“and you're alright taylor?” rafe asks. he's become the honorary defender of all of your friends, especially the single ones who he considers it his duty to protect just as much as you.

“im alright, thanks rafe.” taylor smiles at him in relief, corners of her mouth only raising higher as mike groans on the floor. you'd be worried about her reaction to him if it wasn't for everyone knowing that rafe only has eyes for you. a few girls tried to get with him when you first moved from the outer banks, but rafe made it very clear that he wasn't interested.

“oh my god, thank god you got here fast.” katie says to rafe, joining the group. “i texted him the second that guy came up to you, he just gave me terrible vibes.”

“you were definitely right for doing that.” rafe says. “now how about i get you ladies home?”

your friends nod as rafe wraps his arm around your shoulder, leading everyone out of the house. he makes polite conversations with the girls as he walks them home before continuing the couple feet back to your house.

the second rafe gets you inside, door locked tight behind you, the tension leaves his body and he lets out a deep sigh.

“it's okay, im home.” you rub your hands over his shoulders. “im safe.”

“i know.” rafe pulls you into his chest, needing to feel you. he presses kisses to the top of your head. “but you know im not gonna let you have any more girl nights, right?”

you let out a giggle. “i don't think any of the girls will mind if i haul you along with me.”

“better not.” rafe smirks as you look up at him. 

you grin up at him. “our protector.”

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IM SO HAPPYYYYYYY

you finally reopened your requests!!!

Hear me out!

We need a reader with vitiligo. The sully are shocked and confused when they see her skin but jake explains it to them. Ik there is a chance you maybe won't write this but i had been longing to request it for such a long time

This is what vitiligo looks like:

Hellooooooo darling!! I can see where you are going with this one. Did a bit more research so I can make it as accurate as I can. Hope you all can enjoy it~!!

PS: The sully kids are younger here: Neteyam is 9, lo'ak and kiri are 8, and tuk is not yet born because I forgot about her when I finished this.

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Nawang

“Come on, keep up!” young neteyam calls out to his two younger siblings. Kiri and lo’ak do their best to keep up speed with their older brother. “Stop being so damn fast!!” lo’ak shouts back, grunting as he does his best to keep up. “Hey! What did mom say?” Kiri shouts behind lo’ak. Rolling his eyes, lo’ak runs faster to be at the same level with neteyam, making kiri trail a bit behind. 

The three ran through the forest in glee, their mother sent them to tell their father that lunch was ready. And of course the kids would happily use any excuse to go out on a small adventure. Especially to mess with the humans. 

“I see the pole! We are here!” Neteyam says as he runs even faster. Clearing some leaves, out reveals the human post. Right near where the entrance is at, they see their dad talking to someone over a tablet. But neteyam stopped a few feet away. The human beside his dad. Why do they look-

“Why does your skin look so weird?” 

“LO’AK!”

“While I dont like humans, I don't support your rude words, lo'ak” Neytiri strictly scolds her second son. The boy in question grabbed his tail, looking down feeling guilty of his choice of words. 

“But mom, she did look weird,” Kiri says, as means to help her brother. Neytiri only hissed at her in a warning way.  “Weird or not, I taught you better than to judge people. My children, how would you like it if someone picked on how you look? It would not be good would it?”. 

Lo’ak and kiri shake their heads and mutter ‘no’. 

“Good, now we are all going back and I want you to apologize to the human. Am I clear?” 

“Yes mama”.

Neytiri took her two children back at the human base, there she sees jake, neteyam and the human in question. And as they get closer, neytiri gets a better view of the human. She almost stopped for a second, almost. Her children weren't right to point it out, but they also were not wrong. The human did look odd. She didn't look like any of the humans neytiri came across. No, this one was different beyond any comprehension. 

The human had two skins. 

Dark and light skin tones. Patches all around. Almost like paint splattered all over her body. 

Jake turns and calls neytiri over. She does so slowly, she came here for a reason. Best to not get distracted. Neteyam looks over and smiles at her and his siblings. 

“Hi mama, look, meet nawang. She likes to take pictures” Neteyam introduces as he holds a camera in his hands. 

Nawang, as neteyam calls her. She looked up and smiled, greeting her in the na’vi way. Seems like nawang has learned the customaries. 

“Baby, this is nawang, a friend. One of the science guys. And nawang, this is my wife neytiri, and my other kids, lo’ak and kiri '' Jake happily introduces. The human woman looked at all of them with a warm smile. 

“Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you all. Jake would never shut up about his family. Day or night, he will look for any excuse to talk about you all” she says. Her voice is cheerful and soft. Like a friend whom you already know. 

“Come on, what can I say? I'm a happy man '' Jake responds, his grin wide. 

Neytiri shook away at her stare and cleared her voice. “I believe my child has something important to tell you” she says, gesturing lo’ak to step forward. And he does, getting closer to nawang, he looks up at her and pouts. 

“I'm sorry I called your skin weird. It was rude of me to say that” he apologizes. Nawang chuckled a bit and shook her head. “Apology accepted lo’ak” she answers. 

“But why does your skin look like that?” he continues. 

Jake wanted to smack himself right then and there. 

“Veeetigoo??” 

“Not quite, vitiligo” 

“Vitiligo!” 

“that's it!” Nawang praises the sully kids. She was teaching them the name of her skin condition. Neytiri watched along, secretly learning too. She wanted Jake to explain what is with the human’s look, but all he replied was “it's best to hear it from the source”. 

“But what is vitiligo?” Kiri asks. Nawang sat on the grass floor with the three children in front of her, their parents not far from where they are. 

Rolling up her sleeves to expose more of her arms, Nawang happily begins to explain. “You see, Vitiligo is a skin disease, it is an illness that I have. No, I won't die because of it. What happens is that inside of my body, I lack the proper amount of pigment. It is what causes the patches on my skin”. Seeing as they are kids, Nawang had to explain it in as simple form as she could. 

There was a couple seconds of silence from the kids. Taking in the information. Then kiri got closer to hold nawang’s hand. “Does it hurt?” she asks, looking up at her adorably. Nawang felt her heart shot through by his cuteness, she pulled kiri closer on to her lap. “No kiri, it doesn't hurt. It is just part of me” she answers. 

Neteyam felt more confidence and gently traced the odd white shapes on her hand and arm. “Will it go away?” he asks, Nawang hummed a bit. “Hard to tell, for some it does go away. And for others, it stays with them”. 

While Nawang was focused on kiri and lo’ak, a flash and a snap was heard. Turning, she sees neteyam holding her camera, and a polaroid picture comes out. Gently grabbing it, keeping it in her shadow, colors were forming. And what it revealed warmed her heart. “Here, it's yours' ' She says to neteyam. Gasping happily, he accepts it. 

“You know, you are pretty good at taking pictures. Would you like to keep the camera?” Nawang asks. Neteyam looked surprised, looking at the camera and up back at her, “can I?” he asks. Nodding, confirming her answer, neteyam snuggles the device to his chest. “I'm going to take a lot of pictures! And then I will show them to you!” He says happily. Already many ideas are flowing in his mind. 

Laughing at his adorable statement, Nawang pulls him into her little group hug. “Alrighty mister photographer, and maybe one of these days I can show you my photo album. It has all of my pictures I collected through my years”. 

Lo’ak grunts a bit, pouting, “how come neteyam gets to keep the camera? I want a camera too!” he demands. Gently stroking his head, nawang speaks “maybe if netyam would like. Best to take turns. Everyone sees the world differently”. 

Kiri not really caring much for what her brothers are doing, she followed the lines and shapes on Nawangs arms. And slowly she made it to her face. “It's like you are two different people in one body,” Kiri says. Gently tugging kiri’s nose, making her scrunch her face. “May seem like that. But I see it as what makes me, well, me. Like your stripes. Every na’vi that I have seen has different stripes. And no two are the same. And your stripes are very beautiful”. 

Kiri gushes at her compliment. 

“Come on kids! Time to head home!” Jake calls out. The kids whine, not ready to leave. “Hey come on. How about this, if you guys behave for your parents, ask them to take you guys back here tomorrow. We have forever to talk and play. How's that?” Nawang suggested. And the kids cheer, liking the offer. So getting up and saying their goodbyes, they leave for their lunch. 

“Neteyam, why are you not asleep? It is past your bedtime” Neytiri smiles at her oldest son. The boy in question was wide awake and looking at his polaroid picture. “Sorry mama, I am just still excited for tomorrow. I took so many pictures of the village. I know Nawang would like it” he explains. 

“Well, try your best to go to sleep. Or you will wake up late and not have a chance” his mother tells. Understanding, he lays down to sleep, still clutching his picture. 

“If you sleep with your picture it would wrinkle. Would you like me to hold it for you until morning?” Neytiri asks, nodding, neteyam gives it to her. Kissing her baby good night, she walks away with the picture. 

She sits near the fire for better lighting. And smiled. 

The picture was of little neteyam’s hand side by side with Nawang’s hand. 

Aaaaaaaand that is it for this one. I did my best to make it good. Hope you all enjoyed it! until next time! see ya!

Nawang = merge, become one with

Hi! I have a request. I have would love to get more of Leon’s rebellious teen phase in the family of destruction. I know he and taker didn’t get along too well then, but I’m a sucker for angst 😭!

I adore Teen Leon and I'm kinda mad I don't write them as kids more. I like teen Leon more than adult Leon. Fuck adult Leon.

Also your reminder, because ik some don't read the notes, asks are now reopen and I will be answering them the same day or as soon as possible (incase I suffer writer's block)

Sweet 16

Bro went from the sweetest child in the whole world to a literal spawn of Satan when he hit 16. No? What do you mean he was traumatised and his 16th birthday incident pushed him over the edge? I would never do that to a character 👀

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"Have kids they said. Kids will be the apple of your eye" Taker growls as he slams the report down onto the table. Leon tilts his freshly scarred face as he rocks his feet which are sat on said table. "Why couldn't you be like your brother?" Taker sighs. "What a complete and utter loser?" Leon asks. John glares at him. "None of that now" Shawn scolds. Leon rolls his eyes as shawn taps his feet. He lowers his feet. He's asshole to everyone but Shawn at the moment.

Taker knows why but he doesn't want to speak it, mostly for shawns mental health than anything. But a little someone has followed too much in their papas footsteps.

"I get your having a tough time at the moment, but you said you were ready for school, so what's up with the grades?" Taker asks. "Im sorry, I said I was ready to go out and about again, not do well in school. I never did. Besides I think having my grandfather slashing my face open should give me some leeway as you know it only happened four months ago" Leon snaps as he stands up. He stares taker down. "Now if you excuse me old man, me, mattie and val have plans" Leon huffs grabbing his jacket and walking to the door. "No! Because your grounded!" Taker yells. "Ha! Grounded? Fuck off!" Leon yells before the door opens and slams shut.

"I liked him better when he didn't speak" Taker mutters. Shawn slaps his arm. "You don't mean that" "If he doesn't, I do" John whispers. Both men look at him. "What, he's nicer when he can't speak. In fact he was a lot nicer before Paul turned psycho on him" John admits. "Yeah I know bud. Go get ready for bed" Shawn sighs. Taker watches as John leaves. "Hes gonna do a lot of damage." Taker warns. "I know. But we gotta be careful. It's not just trauma is natural teenage rebellion too. I know damn well you were like it and well I didn't get mine until my 30s" Shawn shrugs picking up Leon's report. "And too be honest he's not wrong. He was doing horrible in school before his 16th. He's just dropping in art and history now which I will talk to him about as I know he likes those subjects" Shawn adds. "I just want him to do well." "I know that and he will too one day. Now are you waiting up or going to bed?" "Bed" Taker mutters.

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"Your parents are gonna kill ya" Mattie chuckles as he blows smoke towards the sky. "They are cute tho" val smiles poking her fresh tattoo. The trio got group tattoos just below their ribs. Mattie got a wolf skull with a small butterfly wearing a crown. Val got a butterfly that's pattern makes a skull, she got a small pawprint with a crown just above the butterfly's head. Leon got a skull with a massive crown on its head, the skull has a small claw mark up the side and a butterfly clinging to the other side. "Yeah but you two took it too far" Matt states. "What makes you say that?" Leon asks sitting up. "Well you both got your nipples pierced" Matt states. "Oh yeah, and when my face fully heals I'll get my nose done, some sick snakebites and then work on my ears, My ears are gonna be covered" Leon smirks.

Val chuckles and leans forward between Leon's legs. "Get your cock pierced" she smirks. "How much?" Leon tilts his head. "I know whoever wins the next match for their team picks the losers next piercing location" Matt smirks. "Deal" they all shake on it. "You know damn well Leon woulda been tatted up and pierced up if the shop didn't refuse to do more work to cover their own ass" val states. "Or the fact they are scared his father" Matt hums watches as a car races past them. "Ain't that brads car?" Leon asks sliding off the hood of Matts car. They watch as Brad and his friends climb out. "Thinkin what I'm thinking?" Mattie smirks. "Damn right, get the bats" Leon smirks as the other group walk into the mall.

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Taker groans as the phone rings. He rolls over and lifts the phone off its holder. "Mm hello?" He mutters. "Im sorry to call you up so late taker but your son is smashing up Mr Daniels sons car up and refusing to get off the car." Officer Bode sighs. "That fucker" Taker growls sitting up, causing Shawn to wake. "Where is he?" "The mall carpark." "Ill be there now" Taker hangs up, throwing the phone back into the hold. "Whats wrong?" Shawn yawns. "Your son is destroying property. That mall was the worse thing I ever built." Taker growls standing up, grabbing a tshirt. "Want me to go?" Shawn asks. "No. I promise not to kill him" Taker mutters grabbing the trucks keys. Shawn frowns as Taker storms out. He glances down at Charlie. "Lets hope it's the last time" Shawn sighs as the dog steals takers spot. Shawn looks at him as Charlie just huffs at him.

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Taker is going to loose his head as he pulls up and sees Leon stood on the roof of the car. He watches as Leon hits the mirror off when the cops move closer.

He slams his door. "LEON!" He yells as he walks over. Mr Daniels pulls Brad back as the man walks over. "Im so sorry Mr Daniels. I promise to pay to get this repaired" "don't be sorry dad! His son is a piece of shit!" Leon laughs. Taker looks at val and matt who are leant against the cop car. "You two involved in this?" Taker snaps. "Yessir." They both mutter looking down. Taker looks back at Leon. "Get down now" he orders. "Or what?" Leon snarls leaning against the bat. "LEON! Enough! Down now!" Taker yells. Leon huffs and walks forward until he drops down to the floor. Taker snatches the bat off Leon and throws it to the floor.

"Are you fucking crazy? Bode has every right to throw your scrawny ass in a cell" taker growls grabbing his jacket. Leon just glares at him. "What if I want him in a cell! Look at the damage!" Daniels yells. "Then we'd have to look into that file against Brad last summer." Bode states. "Dad it's fine, Mr Michaels has said they'll pay for the damage. Me and my mates are fine." Brad pleads. "What will it be?" Bode asks. "No charges. But I don't want him anywhere near my property anymore" Daniels snaps. "Of course. I'll make sure of it" Taker promises. "Thank you Mr michaels. I'll drop these two home and speak to their parents." Bode states. "Good. I'll be speaking to them tomorrow too. Now excuse us" Taker nods, pulling Leon towards the truck.

Leon jerks out of his hold. "Let me go" Leon snarls as he storms towards the truck. "Are you fucking crazy!" Taker yells as they get into the truck. Leon sucks in his cheeks as he stares out the window. "Lets go home." "What the hell are you playing at? Hmm? Be angry at me, push me, do not start terrorising the people of my valley" Taker tells him. This causes Leon to snap. "Oh but they can terrorise me?! He's been bullying me and my mates since we where kids! He harasses Valentina and he assaults me!" Leon barks. "You goto an adult! Not do this shit!" "We went to an adult! And as you heard, daddy's got money so this shit gets swept" Leon scoffs. Taker sighs and rubs his cheek as he starts the engine up. Leon turns fully towards the window.

This can't get worse.

----Posted this part before-----but yeah-----lets mix it up--

Taker had to open his big mouth.

Shawn had to leave the arena to go home. When taker found out he was going to the police station he teleported straight there.

"Why Lee. Look at you" he hears Shawn sigh. Taker steps up to the front desk where Bode is waiting. It's late after all. "Go home, ill lock up" Taker tells him. "Sure thing" Bode throws him the keys before walking out. Shawns quiet as Taker walks towards the cell. "What the fuck have you done?" Taker growls as he opens the cell and walks in. Leon stumbles back as the door slams shut. "Do I need to repeat myself?" Taker asks. "It was a fight party. Its not the first one it won't be the last." Leon admits quietly.

Taker would hate for his kids to be scared of him. But his anger towards his son is too high to care right now. "Look at me! What did you do!" Taker growls getting closer. "I took it too far. Hurt the kid" Leon mutters looking down at his bloodied knuckles. "Look at me." Taker sighs. Leon doesn't move. "Look at me!" Taker orders. Leon glances up, his lip tucked in so he can fiddle with his snakebites.

"I have been nothing but patient with you.-" "like fuck. You go in guns blazing. Yelling, slamming things. You've never been patient." Leon snaps. Taker stares at him. "Ok. Lets do it that way" Taker states walking away from him. "What? What way?" Leon asks as Taker shuts the cell and locks it. "Ill see you tomorrow when your bail is Posted. If your bail is Posted." Taker states. Both Leon and shawns eyes widen. "What? You can't leave me here!" Leon barks. "Damn right I can. Breaking cars, breaking into buildings, shoplifting and now putting kids in hospital? It's about time you sit in here and think. Sweet dreams leon" Taker snaps before he leads Shawn away

Shawn closes his eyes as his son yells and pleads for them. He knows takers right, but that's his baby boy behind those bars. Shawn opens his eyes. No. No, right now? Right now that's not his baby boy. That's a empty shell of his baby boy.

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Leon fiddles with his lip piercing as the family eat dinner. "So how was the first day of school?" Taker asks. "I got accepted into a club!" Cassie smiles. "A nerd friendship group is not a club" Leon mutters. Cassie frowns at him. "Dont be a jerk." John mutters. "How about you Leon? Did you meet the therapist?" Shawn asks. They all agreed Leon should try speaking to the school therapist when he goes back. And boy did Leon fool them. "Yeah, slept with him and then hung out under the bleachers for an hour before I had to go back to class" Leon smirks. Taker chokes on his beer and shawns eyebrows raise as he turns from sipping his wine to downing it.

"And that's our cue to go and do your homework" John hums lowering his fork. "Yeah..." cassie nods picking up her plate.

Taker stares at Leon as the other two kids escape. "Im sorry what? Leon did he-" "God no, if anything he's more scared of me. He's hot, I'm hot, he's probably done it before tho as he didn't hesitate at all. So yeah might wanna get him checked out there Daddyo but I am not a victim" Leon huffs. "Leon you cannot sleep with an adult who's supposed to be a teacher or someone who we trust to look after you." Taker states. Leon looks at shawn. Taker copies. "Oh no, he's got me on this one. All you or I look like a hypocrite" Shawn admits. "Oh my god" Taker groans. "Yeah sorry dad, your losing this one but hey, found your mysterious predator. Again" he mutters the last part. "Did you just say again?" Taker asks. "Nope, gotta go" Leon hums standing up.

"No Leon you are g-" "grounded? Yeah we know that isn't happening, me and mattie are gonna go joy riding before grabbing Valentina to eat and watch a film" Leon chuckles before leaving.

Taker looks at shawn. "Im sorry baby but he knows too much about me. Ministry era was a weird time for us" Shawn sighs. "You slept with the school therapist?" "My history teacher. Needed a grade." Shawn admits. "What are we going to do Shawn? How far do we let this go before someone dies?" Taker asks quietly. Shawn leans back. "We get Kevin involved. We do what we did with me." Shawn admits. "Hes in the ring every week Shawn." "No, he's a sports entertainer. He needs control and patience" Shawn states. "Could work."

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Leon is 17 when he starts training with his uncle. His violence crimes start going down, but he's not completely out yet. No, he still has some rebellion stuck in him.

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"How's Lee doing?" Scott asks. "Hes doing good, no more fights, no more crimes. Just got that damnd attitude still" Kevin answers as he accepts a beer off taker. "Tell me about it." Taker sighs watching cassie and John play fight. "Hes definitely pushing those two away still" Taker adds. "Where is he now?" Scott asks. "Got in a fight at school, cassie saw it so shawns sorting it with the school." Taker mutters. "Thought he wasn't fighting anymore?" Goldust asks as he passes a beer to hunter. "Thats the issue. Cassie states it was scary, Leon just stood there and took it. Never fighting back once. I'm worried we might have put the wrong ideas in his head" Taker sighs. "But he fights back in the ring" goldust states. "Hes performing for the crowd then, it's different." Hunter points out.

"So now we are worried because he's no longer fighting?" Scott asks, clapping as cassie knocks John down. "Atta girl!" He calls. "No I'm worried about how his brain is working at the moment. Pushing his siblings away, allowing himself to be pushed around, obviously he's still arguing with me. I'm just waiting for him to be caught with drugs or alcohol" Taker sighs. "You don't think he's going completely down that path?" Hunter asks. "I hope not. He probably won't gain anything from it. But he's definitely spiraling" Taker admits.

"It'll be okay, I think I'm getting through to him" Kevin promises.

"I hope"

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Leon huffs and groans as he's shoved against the old matt, his face pressed into it. "Wanna tell me why your so angry at your old man? Heard you ignored his birthday" Kevin asks as he lowers himself. Leon growls and bares his teeth at him. "Ah ah, none of that bullshit with me, you know better than that. I know you better" Kevin tuts. Leon closes his eyes. "Gonna speak to me kid or you gonna keep hitting me a bit too hard?" Kevin asks. "Uncle." Leon taps the matt. Kevin sits back and watches as Leon pulls himself up to sit.

He keeps his eyes down. Kevin takes in the scar on the boys face. It's no longer red and raw. It's healed as best as it probably will, still bothers him if it's too cold. "Whats going on up there?" Kevin asks quietly. "It was his knife." Leon whispers. Kevin raises an eyebrow. "What?" "My dad's knife. That's what Paul used to do this. It belongs to him, it sits in his office in a case." Leon explains looking at Kevin. Kevin spots the watery look in his eyes. "Ah kid, I get what that looks like but your father would never want to hurt you" Kevin sighs. "You don't understand. You didn't experience Ministry like we did. Like I did. I'm the chosen one. No one experienced it like I did" Leon whispers hugging his knees.

"Ministry and your dad are two different people" "I know that! I get that! But looking at the face of the man who terrorises you is never easy" Leon snaps standing up. "Your dad terrorises you?" Kevin asks noting the lack of past tense. "No. Not now." Leon lies. Ministry is stood around him as he speaks. Taker? Taker would never harm Leon. But Ministry? Ministry haunts him like a ghost.

"Are we done? I'd like to go home." Leon asks. "Yeah, same time Thursday?" Kevin asks. "Ill be there" he nods before climbing out. Kevin hums to himself. Well now this is something. Leon is still a scared little boy, and Kevin doesn't blame him.

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Taker watches Leon as he searches for something. "Looking for something?" Taker asks. Leon sighs and closes the draw. "Can you just back off?" Leon snaps looking at him. "I wanna talk about what happened." "So Kevin told you what I told him? Cool. I don't want to talk" Leon states. "Leon...I'm worried." "I don't care! I really don't fucking care! I've stopped my crimes! I've stopped fighting! I've got my grades leveled and you still breathe down my fucking neck!" Leon yells. "Because I care! You are on a spiraling road and I want to help!" Taker snaps back. Leon taps his fingers against the cabinet.

"You don't want this Leon. I know that." "You don't know what I want." Leon mutters, keeping his eyes on the floor. "Youll never know." Leon sighs pushing away from the unit. Taker watches him as he walks out. "One day we will be fixed. I promise." Taker sighs.

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Leon tilts his head down as he blows smoke out.

Shawn sits next to him. "Gonna have ago at me?" Leon mutters. "No. Glad your smoking outside instead of in the house" Shawn shrugs. "Smoke reminds dad of the house fire." Leon points out. Shawn looks at him shocked. Maybe they all had it wrong.

"Yeah, it does. That's nice of you Lee." Shawn nods. "Im an asshole, not a monster. He doesn't deserve that...he doesn't deserve any of this" Leon mutters rubbing his cheek. "But your angry at the world and need someone strong enough to handle it, because you cannot and no one deserve to suffer" Shawn hums. Leon looks at him. "Yeah...how.." "I did the samething. I was suffering and didn't want anyone to know. So I turned it into anger and your father and uncle hunter suffered the brute of it." Shawn admits. "Guess we are alike" Leon huffs looking at the sky. "Yeah and I'll always be sorry for that." Shawn mutters.

"No one's telling you not to be a rebellious teen, it's part of growing up. We just want you to be happy again." Shawn tells him. "I know. And I'm trying. We've all cut the violence and petty crimes out. Payed for stuff stolen. Repaired things we broke. Replaced broken things. I'm just...lost still." Leon explains. "And that's okay. Your young, one day you'll find yourself and this will all make sense." Shawn promises. "Yeah? You promise?" "I promise. Now your dad will be home soon, what shall we have for dinner?" Shawn asks. "Let me buy you all a pizza, to say sorry" Leon offers. "Sure. A pizza will easily win cassie and John back but also show dad your trying" "Oh I've already won cassie back, brought her that bike she wanted" Leon smiles. "Well thanks, don't know what to get her for Christmas now" Shawn huffs. "Oh please she could give you a list a mile long" Leon laughs.

Shawn smiles. A sound he hasn't heard in ages. "I love you Lee." "Love you too".

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Leon didn't find himself until he was 24. He still had slip ups with violence and his anger but it wasn't bad. He wasn't teenage rebellion anymore once he hit 18, he was just a rebel.

He came to accept the truth of what happened. He became a brat but a brat people actually liked being around. He's still an asshole. But he knows when to quit.

Him and taker still fight, of course they do, they have strong opinions and are similar enough in the sense they'd clash over a spoon and a spork. But they love each other and they'll always have each others back.

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I'm so sorry 😞 Its 12am. So I'm pretty tired whilst writing this but I know you wanted angst which led me off Leon's rebellious activities so I hope that's okay. I also wanted to make sure I didn't repeat myself fic wise, which I obviously started to so but changed the scene up a bit.

I really like teen Leon's character. But old Leon and child Leon have a soft spot in my heart. Especially with both out there fighting bad guys and child Leon killing one whilst teen Leon was just out here being a literal criminal.

I do want to write more of the kids being, well kids, Leon was such a ball of sunshine. He went from sunshine to moon to now being eclipse. And well John and cassie have always been sunshine.

I will gladly do a fic focusing on Leon's actual rebellious activities if that's what people want.

Maybe one day we will find out who got the gential piercing 😅🤣

wait im an idiot actually can you write mahiru x reader where reader is mahirus overworked neighbor who passed out in front of mahirus apartment and mahiru starts taking care of them

𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒂

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It's past 9 in the evening and today too I had to work overtime, I've already been working non-stop for 4 days and I only manage to get an hour and a half of sleep,I arrived at the door of my house and started looking for the keys in the bag, when My head started to spin, my vision became blurry

The last thing I remember was someone screaming my name, my body slowly coming into contact with the floor and then darkness..

As soon as I reopened my eyes I found myself lying on a sofa, at first I thought I had fallen asleep on the sofa in my house,But looking more closely at the apartment i realized that this wasn't the case,i hear a voice sing in the other room I slowly got up to check and saw my friend Mahiru cooking lost in his thoughts A delicious smell reached my nose, this made me make a noise of happiness Mahiru turned around with a start, looked at me and immediately walked towards me with a worried smile

<<y/n how do you feel now I was really worried, I found you Passed out in front of your apartment door, I imagine that at work they don't give you a break, don't worry, I'll take care of you >>

The closeness between him and me made a heat rise in my face, I tried to be as natural as possible <<thanks mahiru, I don't know what's come over me these days, I'm really exhausted, I didn't want to disturb y- >>

No no, you never bother me, in fact I'm happy to be able to help you>>And saying this he gave me a bright smile, then he took my hand and took me to the sofa, he made me sit down and said to me <<dinner is ready, I'll bring it now, stay here, you have to rest>> He gave me one last smile before disappearing into the kitchen to prepare dinner ,5 minutes later he came back with two plates in his hand, gave me a plate and said << eat whatever you want, I hope you like it>>

I took a spoon and brought some of the soup to my lips, the taste was simple delicious, I gave him a sweet smile As a token of appreciation and we continued to eat and talk

Once dinner was over, Mahiru put on a film, took a blanket and covered me I wanted to repay him for what he had done for me so I went over and covered him with the blanket too, I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said << thank you mahiru you would be a great husband >> Having said this I leaned on his shoulder using it as a pillow I didn't wait for his reaction, I was too embarrassed to look at his face, I only felt the weight of a head on top of mine, that gesture made me feel safe and the world of sleep took over me again But not before hearing <<good night my love>>...

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okay ! hi ! i'm back ! im going to knock out the whole ask box and then reopen asks ! thank you for being so patient with me ! update ! im getting ready for college ! and uh i figured out i am a lesbian ! so that's fun ! yeah !

i have 13 requests to do ! i will get as many out as i can before bed then do more in the morning ! then i may be testing two new request types ! so watch out for that !

To All Things Spooky

ty ty ty to @fangirl-imagines (Kenzie) for this BEAUTIFUL moodboard 🥰 i hope it sets the mood for cozy adam!!

Character/Fandom: Adam Dunn

Requested: yes 💚

Prompt: #20 Scenarios - Watching a not scary Halloween movie

TW: None!!

Rating: Pg   ||   Word Count: 1570

A/N: this is a very special halloween surprise for my besties Kenzie, Gabby @dontbesussis, Shawni @austin-butlers-gf, and Sagey @sagesolsticewrites 💚 i love y'all forever and enjoy a spooky dadam dunn fic 🥰

also i had the idea that adam would call you Roo (like kangaroo) as a nickname and now im 😭

🦋 mila

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“Adam, I’m home!” you shout into the hallway as you shrug off your coat and put aside your keys.

The clink of the keys hitting the glass bowl on the table echoes throughout the house without a response. You pause, listening to the silence to see where your husband might be. Hearing nothing, you step foot into the kitchen to get further into the house. As you walk quietly through the kitchen, trying to minimize the clicking of your heels on the hardwood floor, you start to pick up on some rummaging from the direction of the living room.

“For fuck’s sake,” you hear a mutter and can’t stop the smile that spreads across your face at the sound of your husband’s voice.

You round the corner between the kitchen and living room, your breath catching in your throat when you see the space. Adam’s decorated the entire area in the best, spookiest Halloween decor you’ve ever seen. He’s strung LED lights from the ceiling, which are glowing a warm, soothing orange. There’s a skeleton sitting on the settee in the corner wearing overalls and a cowboy hat, a cauldron positioned on the mantle with real smoke bubbling out of the top, fake cobwebs strung across the ceiling corners and the edges of the furniture, and a carved pumpkin in the corner with two eyes and a jagged mouth which are illuminated thanks to a flickering candle inside the pumpkin. As your eyes drop down to the coffee table, you see a spread of cheeses, meats, chocolates, and fruits. All of your favorite snacks, arranged in the most beautiful charcuterie creation you’ve ever seen. Two glasses of wine rest on the table, already full and ready to be enjoyed. For the finishing touch, candles are gently glowing around the room, flooding the space with notes of warm cinnamon and apple.

“Y/N! Shit,” Adam’s voice snaps your attention over to his figure. He’s dressed in his best fall outfit, with a pair of dark blue jeans and a red flannel that hugs his body perfectly. His beard is nicely trimmed and hair is brushed back. You bite your lip in happiness. “Oh, I’m sorry, lovely, you weren’t supposed to see this until it was ready.”

You chuckle at the disappointment on his face and gesture to the room.

“Adam, this is amazing!” you say, admiring it one more time. “The decorations! I love them so much and this food! I can’t even believe it. How long have you been planning this?”

“Since last year,” he says sheepishly. “Sorry it’s not quite finished, but I got started a bit later than planned.”

You hold your hands out for him to take, wiggling your fingers to tell him what you want. He immediately takes a step forward and slides his warm fingers into yours. You pull him closer to you, resting your hands on his chest and inhaling the spice of his familiar cologne.

“It’s perfect, Adam. I couldn’t have asked for more,” you reply, raising yourself up on your tiptoes to press your lips to your husband’s.

His arms wind around your waist, pulling you against him and holding you tightly. His hands spread across your back, taking up most of the area there. You smile into his soft lips, loving the way his beard scratches your chin and tickles the top of your upper lip. You pull back regretfully and let your eyes drowsily reopen to see Adam gazing down at you with his sparkling brown doe eyes.

“Well, I hope you’re ready for more,” he says, smiling goofily as he leans over to swipe the tv remote from the mantle of the fireplace. “Because I have one more surprise.”

He clicks on the tv and you watch as the pixels light up to show you the movie he’s queued up. Your favorite. Hocus Pocus.

“Oh Adam…” you breathe out, clamping your lips together to keep from crying. “Just when I thought it couldn’t get more perfect.”

You kiss his bearded cheek before pulling away and unzipping your boots to plop down on the couch across from the tv. Now that your attention is directed at the food below you, you feel your mouth salivating with excitement. Adam hits play on the movie and takes his usual seat next to you on the couch.

“A toast?” you raise your wine glass and Adam follows suit, tilting his head again to smile at you.

It’s a small thing, but he reminds you so much of a puppy when he does that. When he gazes at you with that little endearing head tilt, like you’re his entire world, like you’re the only thing in the world that matters, the only thing worth looking at.

“To all things spooky and to us, forever and always,” you say, clinking your glass against Adam’s.

“And to all the virgins who’re gonna light candles they shouldn’t tonight,” Adam squeezes in before clinking your glass again and taking a swig of his wine.

You giggle.

“Not a problem for us, I guess,” you say, raising your eyebrows.

“Definitely not. Happily not.”

You reach for a paper plate and load it up with your favorite items on the board before leaning back to enjoy the movie. You nestle into Adam’s armpit, absorbing as much of his warmth as possible. He drapes his arm over you as he snacks on his own plate while the movie starts. You watch in silence for the first twenty minutes or so while you both fill up with delicious food and wine. You realize that you might have maybe overdone it a little more than necessary on the drinking side when you start to feel a little buzzed before Max even lights the black flame candle.

You lean forward to reach for your glass and accidentally knock it over. A gasp rises to your throat but before it can escape and before the wine can spill all over the carpet, Adam deftly catches it and places it back onto the table. You glance over at him, blinking through a bit of drunk stupor.

“You’re amazing,” you say with a giggle. “How did you do that?”

“Spidey senses,” he responds, wiggling his fingers.

You laugh and nestle back into him, resting your head on his chest. His hand absentmindedly finds your hair and gently strokes through your locks, tickling the edge of your ear and the rest of your skin. You smile as you feel him press his lips softly to the top of your head. The way you fit perfectly into the crook of Adam’s arm, his intoxicating cologne floods into your nostrils, and his warmth absorbs into your skin finds you yawning repeatedly by the time Winnifred is singing at the Halloween party in the high school. You jerk awake after nodding off.

You lean your head up and allow Adam to kiss you softly, sweetly, passionately. His hand curls around the back of your head and neck, holding you against him. His plump lips are warm and maybe a bit swollen from all the wine and body heat. They slide perfectly around your own lips and pull against them firmly. When you separate, you hum contentedly.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Adam says gruffly, his late night voice beginning to come out. It grumbles through his chest and you sigh contentedly at the satisfying feeling of the vibrations through his chest.

“Hi, prince charming. Although it’s hardly morning,” you quip.

“Nah see that’s the best news,” he gestures toward the tv. “It is morning and the witches’re frying.”

“Oh damn, I slept that long?” you ask, your attention jerked toward the tv. You sit up and stick your bottom lip out to pout. “Awww, I missed the whole movie. All the good parts!”

Adam’s already staring to turn the tv off and gather up your strewn belongings from around the living room.

“No!! We have to rewind!”

“Relax, darling,” Adam says, holding his hands out. “We can rewatch it a different night. But for now, we need to get you into bed.”

“No,” you say. “I remember I fell asleep after Winnifred sang at the party. We can just rewind-”

You can’t even finish your sentence without yawning, betraying how tired you really are to both you and Adam. Adam raises his eyebrows with a knowing look and a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. You sigh, pouting again.

“Come on, lovely,” he says, holding his strong arms around for you. You hop up and curl your legs around his waist, letting him carry you like a baby up to your bedroom. “Let’s get you to sleep. I’ll clean everything up.”

He lays you down on the bed, pulling the covers up toward your chin and leaning over you to press a soft kiss to your forehead. He pulls away but your fingers catch his.

“No, clean it up tomorrow. I want to fall asleep next to my husband,” you say, yanking him back toward the bed.

Although you can’t see him in the dark, you hear him chuckle and feel him climb into bed next to you. He wraps his strong arms around your stomach and pulls you back into him, pressing a kiss to your cheek before sighing happily.

“Goodnight Adam. I love you,” you whisper into the darkness.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N. I love you too, Roo. Happy Halloween.”

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Hi! Same anon from earlier today. Thank you so much for the warm welcome! As for a drabble request, let me think here… To me Spamton Neo makes such a good switch. 😳 Despite his intimidating appearance and size, it’s so cute to see him be the lee but as soon as the tables turn, oh boy… 😳💦

I haven’t really seen any tickle fics of Spamton Neo with the Addisons yet. 🤔 What if for whatever reason Spamton Neo is caught up in those strings and he’s found by one of the Addisons. At first the Addison tries to help free Sneo but accidentally discovers a little weakness. So they have a bit of fun at Sneo’s expense until he can’t take it anymore and rips himself from the strings. Now Spamton Neo is free and has some spare ropes he could use… That would then be a good time for that Addison to RUN! 😆 (Not so sure they can outrun a vengeful robot with way longer legs than them though…) I dunno, just an idea… 😳👉👈 😆

BESTIE THIS TOOK AGES BC IDK HOW TO CONTROL MYSELF. Drabble Requests more like "Catt can't write less than 1k words" Challenge smhhh.

Also for reference Del is a blue Addison and Surv is an orange one. Idk man my brain gave them names and I haven’t been able to change them?

Hate myself for starting this like a real fic and then making it Cursed. /j (im kidding this was fun!!)

When whispers spread through the city about a certain washed up sleazy salesman finally getting the “big break he deserved”, Del tried his best to ignore them. That lasted all of five minutes before he abandoned his station to go and find Surv, the only other individual he figured he could convince to scope things out with him. Luckily Surv agreed, having heard the rumors himself, and was en route to find Del to ask him the same question.

The pair tried to convince themselves that it was just gossip, that there was no way he actually was able to scam some poor soul into going through with his outlandish plan, right? As they charmed their way past mansion security, there was no ignoring the anxious hushed whispers from the various mansion workers.

They’re saying he finally made it, I don’t know how he would’ve managed to sneak by us.

He’s not exactly a quiet or subtle man, it’s probably a false alarm.

Still, Swatch did seem a little extra…reserved when I asked them about it. They denied it, of course…

I didn’t even think we had a basement! This is probably someone’s bad idea of a joke.

Although…what if it’s not?

The “what if’s” were all but suffocating Surv as he tried desperately to swallow his own guilt. Wordlessly the pair descended the stairs to a basement they never hoped existed, neither one wanting to admit their hand in the series of events that led them to this moment. If this moment was anything; they still had yet to find evidence to support the rumors.

Their answer came in the form of a deep rumbling sound accompanied by two different colored spotlights flooding the hallway, casting long shadows of themselves behind them. Del felt his heart shatter and turned to look at Surv for guidance, who had an unsettling grimace tightly drawn on his face. Before either had a chance to speak up, an all too familiar voice rattled out of the massive figure dangling at the end of the hall.

“GOD [&@$%*^!] DAMN IT.” There was no denying that, even if bass boosted and reverberated to hell and back, this voice belonged to none other than Spamton G. Spamton. Del found the strength to take a couple steps closer, wincing at every industrial whirr and hiss that came from the massive robot in front of him. It appeared to be tangled in a mess of thick, green cords, desperately twisting and turning in attempts to free itself. He nearly faints when the robot turns to face him head on, its face confirming that the rumors were definitely true.

“COME TO [Laugh Track] AT YOUR [Old Pal-] SPAMTON G-G-G S-SPAMTON?” A thick puff of steam hisses out of the corner of his mouth as he fitfully tugs at an arm, only managing to ensnare himself in his own wires even more so than before.

“No…no.” Del clears his throat, struggling to find his voice as he turns his head back to a frozen Surv. He nods his head to signal Surv to join him, who reluctantly makes his way closer. “We came to see the rumors were true. Which…” He swallows thickly as Spamton twists his neck at unnatural angles to look him in the eyes. “I-it seems like they are.”

Spamton’s expression lights up at the mention of rumors and he cries out in delight, the sound piercing and shrill as it reverberates off the walls.

“YOU DOUBTED ME, DIDN’T BELIEVE I’D ONCE AGAIN BE A [BIG SHOT].” Spamton continues to contort his body, most likely in an attempt to free himself, and it’s becoming too much for Del to stand.

“No, I never doubted you.” Del gingerly takes a step forward, trying to steal his nerves as best he can. He doesn’t necessarily have a plan outside of “try to cut him loose”, but he figures he’ll think of something in the moment. Addisons are nothing if quick witted, he reasons with himself as he continues to shuffle closer to his former friend. Spamton manages to free an arm and uses it to scoop Del up in his hand. Del nearly faints from the whiplash alone, never mind out of basal fear, as he is held right in front of an uncanny valley rendering of his friend’s face.

“DON’T LIE T0 M3, DEL.” Spamton shakes the man in his hands a little. “YOU ALWAYS D0UBTED ME. NEVER WANTED TO SEE ME [Make It Big], YOU WERE [Make Your Friends Green With Envy] JEALOUS.”

“He’s not lying, Spamton.” Surv calls from the ground, hoping to mask the nervousness in his own voice. “We might’ve been jealous, but we never doubted you. We always just wanted what was best for you…and right now, this doesn’t seem like a best case scenario.” Surv gestures towards the numerous green cables tangled around Spamton’s limbs.

Spamton grunts and tugs at the restraints. “I AM NOT [Case Closed] TANGLED.” He does not prove his point as another cable ensnares itself around his ankle.

Del attempts to wriggle out of Spamton’s grasp, surprised when he’s able to do so. Balancing himself on Spamton’s closed fist, he leans against his head for support. “Let us help you, please. Big Shots deserve to be free of their strings, don’t you think?”

Spamton considers this for a moment, the only sound in the hallway that of the oversized cooling fans inside his new body working overtime. The implication of ridding himself from the one thing standing between him and his freedom was all too tempting an offer.

“D34L.” He chirps, and Del scrambles onto his head to assess the situation. He stares up at the ceiling only to find it missing, the thick green cables seeming to descend from an impossible height. The only way would be to cut them, and he hoped that would be enough. Del crouches on Spamton’s back, grabbing a string in one hand and giving an experimental tug while he steadies himself by holding onto a massive wing with the other. As soon as his fingers curl around the inner corner, Spamton shudders with a shriek.

“Does this hurt?” Del releases his grip on the cable, worried that Spamton can feel the force he exerted on it. Spamton shudders again when Del tightens his grip on his wing, and for a moment Del thinks that it looks like he’s laughing.

“He isn’t hurt, he’s just the same old sensitive Spammy he’s always been.” Surv snickers, squeezing the soft plastic that made up Spamton’s knee. He attempts to jerk his leg away, but finds it more or less stuck in place with the unnatural angle the string suspends him at.

“NO, [Wait There’s More!], LET’S CONSIDER THIS!” Spamton rattles his body, attempting in vain to free himself before the Addisons can continue down this train of thought. He can’t stop himself from flinching when he feels Del hook his hands under each wing’s inner corner, nor can he stop the static-filled giggles from rumbling out of his voice box when Del’s fingers start to scratch.

“You’re right, Surv, he is the same old Spamton, even in this garish form.” Del teases, laughing a little himself at the absurdity of the situation.

“How lucky for him that we came to his rescue. Look how happy he is to see us!” Surv continues to press into the soft part of the back of Spamton’s knee, as Spamton tries to twist his leg out of Surv’s reach.

“NO, W-WAIT, [Ceasefire Requested]!” Spamton laughs as he tries to shake off the two prodding figures, not quite finding the humor in this discovery the way they did. He feels Del scratch the spot directly in between his wings and he shrieks, twisting himself in a way that his sharp sheet metal wings slice through several of his suspensions. Thrown off balance, he somehow manages to catch himself (albeit by lying on the floor) while also managing to secure Del in his hand so as to not accidentally crush him. The three are quiet for a moment, Del and Surv in a horrified silence as they wait with baited breath to see the consequence of their actions. Spamton shuffles himself, horrible noises of metal scraping metal filling the air, until he is kneeling with Del still trapped in his hand. He shakes and stretches his wings, genuinely surprised that he can move after severing the strings. He turns his spotlight eyes to Surv, who exhales when he sees Spamton is more or less alright.

“Rescue him we did, wouldn’t you say, Surv?” Del calls out as he feels Spamton’s grasp slightly tighten around him.

“I’d say so.” Surv swallows as Spamton keeps an unwavering gaze on him, slowly bringing his body to a standing position as he adjusts to the feeling of being 30ft tall and drunk on freedom.

“IF TH<AT’S WHAT YOU [Call For You!] IT.” He cracks a wicked grin that sends shivers down both Addison’s spines. Surv briefly debates turning to run, but Spamton was quicker on the draw and scooped him up in his other hand. “GRANT ME [FREEDOM] YOU DID, BUT IF YOU [Asking the Big Questions] ME, I’D SAY WE HAVE A [Overstock] LOT TO CATCH UP ON. A LOT OF LOST [Time is Money] TO MAKE UP FOR.”

Surv and Del exchange nervous glances, for once in their lives neither of them can think of anything to say. Luckily, Spamton helps them out, and they find their voices in the form of laughter as he digs an oversized thumb into each of their midsections.

Lots of lost time to make up for, indeed.

Now that you put the idea in my head, can I please request a blurb that takes place later on in the show (when Robin is now full on crushing on Aquagirl) where he’s trying to flirt with her but it just goes over her head and it drives everyone else crazy.

Examples: Like he compliments her, takes a harsh blow for her, gives her her fav candy after a hard fight but she only sees all of that as being friendly and nice then later when Robin is out of the room she sighs all love struck and is all like “I wish I could ask out Robin” and everyone just face palms. Im sorry if it’s too much, but I just really love that idea. Thanks if you do do it but also thanks for just hearing this out. Have a great day!

OMG I LOVE THIS IDEA BDSKGH

anyways here you go!

Masterlist

word count: 931

pairings: Robin! Dick Grayson x Aquagirl! Reader

Valentines day. The worst day of the year, especially for a girl like you. You've found yourself alone every year, and this year is probably no exception. You can't even get the guts to ask out the guy you like, and he's on your team! This is on me, you thought glumly.

You sat in Starfire's room with her and Raven as you watched her get ready for the day.

"So what are you doing today, Starfire?" You asked, watching her brush her hair in front of her vanity. You were laying on her bed as Raven sat cross legged next to you.

"Oh! Friend Raven and I will be seeing a movie at the place of theaters!" She said cheerfully.

“Have you asked Robin out yet?” Raven asked with a smirk. Your face burned red.

“I- Robin? What makes you think I like Robin???” you stutter, sitting up straight.

Starfire floated over to you. “Oh! The two of you would be perfect for each other! You are always together and-” You cut her off, extremely flustered.

“We’re not always together, and besides, he obviously doesn’t see me that way, so there’s no point in asking him out anyways.” You stared at your feet in embarrassment. Starfire and Raven looked at each other.

They were about to reply when the alarm went off, flashing red and blaring a horn. The three of you race out of Starfire's room and into the main room, where you find the three boys already there.

“The HIVE five are roaming Jump City,” Robin announces, staring at the screen in the center of the room.

“Man, didn't we just like to fight them?” Beast Boy whines.

“Complainings for later, let's go!” Robin orders, and you all hurry to the tower’s exit. Robin puts his hand on your shoulder before you leave.

“Um, I just wanted to say that you looked nice today,” he stuttered. You thought it was nice of him to say something like that to you.

“Aw, thanks man! I appreciate it!” you smile, patting the hand he had on your shoulder. You ran to join the others.

.

You found the HIVE five at the Jump City bank, loading sacks of cash into a truck. Gizmo noticed you first and yelled at his team. They all turned to you and took a fighting stance.

“Titans go!” Robin yelled, charging forward. You followed his lead and clashed with the five villains. This time you square up against Jinx, who stares at you nonchalantly. She smiles and points her finger at you. Pink energy shoots out towards you but you block it with a shield of water.

“Don’t you guys take the holidays or something?” you huff, dropping your shield. The pink haired girl smirks.

“The HIVE stops for nothing, not even your stupid little holidays!” She lunges towards you to throw a punch. You dodge, and kick at her stomach. She groans, but lunges at you again, You dodge again, but this time she grabbed your arm and threw you over her shoulder, causing you to hit the ground hard. You quickly got up, but she shot a wave of magic at you, sending you into a wall. The wall cracked from the impact, and you sat slumped on the floor, your head ringing. You tried to focus your vision as Jinx stood across from you, ready to bring the final blow. Pink energy crackled out of her hands and you closed your eyes expecting pained and-

You hear a yell in front of you as you reopen your eyes. Robin stood staggered in front of you, taking the impact of Jinx’s magic.

“Robin!” you yell, rushing towards him as he collapses towards you. You held him in your arms as you glared at Jinx, burning with rage.

“Awww looks like your boyfriend’s not doing too well,” she laughed, a hand on her hip.

“Boyfriend? We’re not dating.” you said.

“You’re not?”

“Yeah I mean he’s cute and everything but he obviously doesn’t see me like that so- You thought we were dating???”

“You guys seemed like a couple so i kinda just assumed-” She was suddenly cut off by being hit with a blast. More specifically Cyborg’s sonic arm cannon.

“Boo-yah!” he cheered, giving you a thumbs up. You gave a pained smile as you continued to hold the boy wonder in your lap.

.

You sat by Robin’s side in the infirmary, watching his sleeping body. Jinx’s blow must have given him a concussion, because he was out like a light the whole way back to the tower. You quietly jumped as he finally stirred awake.

“... Aquagirl?” he croaked, slightly lifting up his head.

“The one and only,” you smile. “You alright? You got hit pretty badly.”

“Yeah… I’m ok. Listen there’s something I need to tell you I-” He started but you stopped him.

“Robin, whatever it is you want to tell me you can tell me later ok? You need some rest,” you say. “And, thank you, for what you did back there. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

You leave the infirmary and meet with all the Titans in the living room. They all stared at you as you entered the room.

“What?” you ask, taking a seat next to Cyborg.

“Well?? DId you ask Robin out?” Beast Boy asked, looking at you with raised eyebrows.

“How did you- never mind.” you sighed. “I don’t know guys, I really do like him but I just don’t think he feels the same.”

The four titans all groaned unanimously.

“What???”

Hi! I love your writing and wanted to request some headcannons of Fred falling for and eventually dating Rons female best friend, so like two-ish years younger than him?

let me tell you i love this idea.

ok

i think up until like

honestly

your sixth year

fred would think of you as this little dorky girl who was always spending way too much time with his little dorky brother

also for the sake of the story Volde-BITCH isn't around

anyway

so fred's been out of Hogwarts for a year now

ron and the gang 😤 just graduated

and everyone is spending the summer at the burrow

Harry has already arrived and him and Ron are hanging out in the living room waiting for you and hermione to show up

Fred and George have closed shop for the week because it's the first week of summer and since hogwarts is out, foot traffic slows a bit

so it's a big ole' weasley sibling party in the living room

and george can't help but make fun of how fast ron shoots up out of his seat when a knock is heard

"Oi, Granger's here lads..."

"He's in love Georgie"

Fred and George were having a field day to say the least

"How much you wanna bet mum'll find them snagging within the next twelve hours?"

"Fred?"

"Freddie?"

Fred has gone silent

George turns to look at his brother and see why he is suddenly unresponsive, he finds Fred with his eyebrows up and mouth slightly agape

he then follows his gaze to the front door where Ron is and Harry are standing, talking to Hermione and a very grown up you

of course you are standing there looking h o t 🙄

you're wearing the tiniest pair of short denim shorts with a black belt cinched at your waist and a thin, ribbed tank top that looks like you've cut jaggedly to cover your boobs and the top of your abdomen

your hair looks freshly done, soft, and fred is willing to bet it probably smells amazing

George can't help but chuckle at his twins lovestruck expression, all for a girl he once nicknamed grindylow

"We shouldn't' be rude, lets go say hi freddie."

the smirk playing on george's lips has fred sending him a glare before he stands up

only he failed to realize you were making your way over to him to say hi

fred stands up and immediately knocks into something, or someone, and stumbles back onto the couch seat he had been sitting on just seconds prior

only this time the person he bumped into comes down with him

you can imagine Fred's surprise when he realizes his hands are on your hips and you have fallen onto his lap

both of you are kinda flustered honestly but youre playing it a lot cooler

"Y/n! You've grown- I mean you got bigger- oLDER...how've you been?"

"I've been good, Freddie. How's the shop?"

"It's gre-"

"you little grindylow, i would like one of those greetings too."

george cuts off his brother and fred swears he could turn him into a slug right then and there but instead he scowls as George quite literally picks you up from his lap and twirls you around

his expression lightens upon hearing your giggles but only slightly

pretty soon you're stolen away by hermione, ron, harry, and ginny much to fred's chagrin

ok to say that fred is having an internal battle would be an understatement

you used to be this little kid who was dorky and a shy

and now you have b o o b s

and this c o n f i d e n c e

that is just pulling him to you

george calls it love

fred calls him a dummy

imagine him walking up one morning and just glancing out his window

nothing out of the ordinary

only instead of seeing a still lake and calm meadow like usual

he sees you in a teeny red bikini, your hair pulled up out of your face, and your neck and chest glistening with a mixture of water and sweat

he quite literally chokes on his spit

"shut. the. fuck. up."

george is not happy to be awoken by fred's coughing

"it's just a bathing suit you wanker"

it is with lightening speed fred gets dressed and ready to join you guys by the lake

both of you will be drooling of each other and the best part is neither of you would realize the other one was doing the same

literally everyone catches on

since then everyone tries to force you two to be near each other

the table needs setting?

looks like you and fred are the ones for the job

there is a seat open next to fred on the couch?

every other spot would be filled before you even entered the room so you'd have to sit next to fred

obviously you guys start talking more

turn out you have a lot in common

and one night while he's laying in his childhood bedroom, thinking, he's like 'oh shit. im in love"

fred's never been the quiet type

and he's a fairly confident guy

so he works out a plan to tell you his feelings

hopefully it ends up with you two dating

fred can only hope right

so he pulls you aside the day before he and george have to go back to their flat and reopen the shop

you don't know what to think of it because he looks beyond serious

which is always worrying

"you wanna sit outside to talk instead?"

you asked after he kept getting interrupted by the loud talking coming from the kitchen

and what he meant to say was "i'd love to"

instead what came out was

"i love you."

"you...what"

it's all a whole blushing mess between the two of you

and to make it even better Harry and George heard the whole thing

george can barely breathe with how hard he's laughing and harry has a pained look on his face

seeing all this fred decides his best option is to flee

so he gets up to walk away

move out of the country

whichever

but you stop him

"I love you too, Fred."

when i tell you everyone stops

george and harry are silent

fred is not moving

and you are so nervous you can barely look up to even see if he's looking at you

but don't worry

fred strides over to you, titles your head up with his hand, and then pULLS YOU IN FOR A KISS

george and harry are dumbfounded

they are standing there just 😮

so you guys are dating now :)

aW how cute

ron is NOT a fan

but only at first

he does not like the idea of his best friend dating his older brother

but he gets over it fast

mostly because of hermione

she ships it aggressively

so does ginny

oK

SO

WAIT LET'S GET INTO THE RELATIONSHIP A LITTLE

FRED IS CONSTANTLY TEASING YOU ABOUT HOW YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN HIM

HE CALLS YOU BABY BECAUSE OF IT

or he'll make jokes about he's so much more mature and how he's such an adult

"you own a joke shop"

"are you even old enough to own a business yet?"

hes so annoying 🙄

but you guys love each other so much 🥺

and im fresh out of ideas and it's late so

enjoy this

:)

tags:

@siriusement

@amourtentiaa

@vsawyer1989​

@lifeofkaze

@theorangedrummer

@erinruby003

@famdomhideout

@an2402lths

@escapingrealitybyreading

@readyg0erge

@maybesandohnos

@therealhouseelvesofhogwarts

@onlyfreds-ficrecs

@fullofsourgrapes

OMG- BO FIC REQUEST

a fluffy fic where he takes you out to a fancy dinner. picks you up at your house & meets your parents, driving to the place, all that pizazz- and more if you decide to write! Im a big fucking sucker for the romantics as you can see LMFAO.

Meet The Parents - Bo Burnham x Reader

Warnings: Language

Theme: Fluff! Slight bit of Angst.

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: picture this as like his what tour cause it fits up with the college timeline hoes. also, I hope you like that I added an airport, cause rom-com shit amirite? I’ll stop. wooooooo this is so long. I hope y’all like essays cause fuck.

It had been too long since you had last seen your boyfriend, Bo. The two of you had met in college at NYU briefly before he dropped out to pursue his comedy career.

Of course, you have been supportive. Why wouldn’t you be? You just really missed him, especially when he went on long tours, you in school, and him touring the world.

The two of you kept in touch. Bo often taking the time to call you before or after a show to hear your voice and call himself down. You knew what they did to his anxiety, and not being able to hold each other was difficult for the both of you.

He’d do the same for you, without a shadow of a doubt. Especially when school was stressing you out, and exams and essays were becoming a pain in the ass to handle. Even if it was just little funny texts or messages, he helped you.

It’s what you did for each other. You were a team, even if it was states away from each other. Except, luckily for you, his tour was ending soon. Or it should be, judging by the tiny calendar of dates that he gave you.

It was nearing Thanksgiving Break, and it just didn’t seem applicable that you’d be able to meet up in time. Given the short week window and Bo riding down from nearly a year of touring.

So you didn’t say much, as you packed your bags for the week and left for your home state.

The airplane ride wasn’t that bad. You wished that you had Bo beside you, cracking jokes to calm the inevitable way that your heart would jolt when you went up in the air. Unlike Bo, you absolutely hated flying.

Earbuds in, you strolled into the airport a tad bit jet-lagged and went to grab a bite from a small coffee shop. Slipping the cashier a twenty, you walked the airport in search of your luggage.

Through a sea of people, you trudged, already feeling fatigued and just wanting a nap. You didn’t even realize that you were gonna run smack dab into someone. That is until their hand shot up and held you steady.

You laughed pathetically and cringed quickly, going to apologize, hoping that the person who caught you would just keep moving on. Except, they still stood in front of you, silent as ever.

“Hey man look I’m so sorry, I’m just so tired I didn’t even see where I was going.” you mumbled before realizing just who you were speaking to.

Bo.

You froze, staring at the man in pure confusion. How was he here when he was supposed to still be on tour? You rubbed your eyes, wondering if he’d still be there when you reopened them.

News flash, Bo was still there. Fuck.

“Holy shit,” you murmured, realizing your hands were still full with your bag, phone, and lunch.

God, you were gonna cry; this wasn’t happening. He looked so fucking good, the glasses, the hair.

He watched you quietly, a soft smile resting upon his lips. While you clumsily pull on his arm to get out of the ongoing traffic of people around you, preferably a spot with a place to put your stuff.

Your tall boyfriend lumbering after you unbeknownst to you, trying to compose himself. It had practically been months since he had seen you last, and you had never looked more beautiful.

Once you set them down gently, you practically ran into the man’s arms. His bags gently fall to the floor as his arms are securely wrapped around you. Nearly lifting you off the ground.

The two of you rocked gently in the embrace, completely lost in each other. Bo resting his head on top of yours, pressing soft kisses upon your head. Tears softly pour down your cheeks and onto his shirt. Giving him enough time to wipe them away and plant a soft kiss against your lips.

“Bo, what are you doing here? I thought you were still on tour.” you sniffled, still wrapped up in his arms.

“Managed to make things work, I wanted to see you. Or I was gonna try and surprise you at the gate, but you kinda…ran into me.” Bo smirked, looking down at you.

“Well you definitely surprised me, man I really missed you.” you said quietly.

“Honey, you don’t understand how long I’ve waited for this moment. I swear my agents are probably sick and tired of me talking about you.” he exclaimed, causing you to smile.

This long-distance was really starting to get to the two of you; of course, his tour was gonna be over soon. Except, especially two different states away from each other, it made your heart hurt.

Moments like these, you wanted to just pause the time and exist in them forever. It seemed like between the two of you, you were running out of time. Just how much time exactly?

It was almost as if he could sense the hesitation as he swept up his bags and yours in the process.

“Just realized, we’ve got places to be.” he chirped, and you eyed him curiously.

“Like where?” you said, grabbing your coffee and bag from the coffee shop.

“Patience is a virtue my dear.” he tuts and slips his hand between yours. “Now, where’s your luggage terminal?”

-

It was roughly a forty-minute drive from the airport to your place. Bo had rented a car for the next couple of days, so it was smooth sailing from that point on.

Bo behind the wheel, and you are sitting in the passenger trying to figure out what music to play.

It didn’t help that you were in the car with a comedian, as whatever song you picked, Bo would pretend to critique it. Only sending you into a fit of hysterics.

“Oh okay, well you pick the music then!” you cried, pretending to stare daggers at him.

“I’ve got something for you, it’s this brand new artist I found while on tour.” he grinned, looking over at you briefly before focusing back on the road.

“His name is….Bo Burnham I think? I could be wrong? He was good-“ he said nonchalantly before earning a quick swipe to his arm from you.

“God, you look cute when you’re angry. You’re missing out on that Bo Burnham guy, he’s got potential.” he said.

“I hate you.” you giggle before finding a more comfortable position in the car.

“Oh shit you know what I just realized?” Bo yelped, causing you to slightly jolt in your seat.

“What?”

“Isn’t this the first time I’m meeting your parents?” he asked, causing you to slightly stiffen in your seat.

Technically, yes. It wasn’t like your parents didn’t know, it’s more so that there was never really a good time for them to meet. You wondered what they’d think, dating someone who dropped out of college to pursue comedy.

Not that your parents were judgmental. They wanted you to be happy, as any parents would. You just were worried if they wouldn’t respect and love Bo as much as you did. It had been close to two years at this point; what else did you have to lose?

“You are right, oh dear god. I wonder how that’s gonna go, hopefully well, right?” you ask, more so to yourself than Bo.

“Oh please, I’m great with people’s parents. Plus, they raised you, I’m sure they are great people. Babe, you’ve got nothing to worry about.” he reassured before continuing on the route.

-

It wasn’t long before he pulled into your family driveway, pulling the car into park, quickly placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“You ready?” he says quietly, looking at you sweetly.

You eyed the front door before looking back and meeting his eyes, nodding, as he leaned in to give you a quick kiss.

God, you missed those.

“Here goes nothing.” you smirk before slipping out of the passenger side and gather your bags.

Bo now follows suit as you knock on the door, his taller frame towering over you. One hand pressed on the small of your back, holding you steady.

The front door opens with a swing, with your mother greeting you at the door. A firm grin upon her lips as she rushes out to hug you, your father appearing behind her.

“Oh I’m so glad you were able to come home! We missed you so much!” she exclaims, squeezing you tighter.

Before giving you a slight nudge and knowing look towards Bo, who had remained oblivious, while he shook hands with your father.

All of you gather inside your house, Bo taking control of the conversation when acceptable.

Sitting down at the kitchen table, your parents are engulfed in his stories and laughing at his jokes. All the while getting to know the man that you loved so much.

Bo was pretty much a natural when it came to impressing others, and you knew it wasn’t gonna be an issue with your parents.

The two of you answering almost any questions, Bo excitingly telling the story of how the two of you met.

-

“Oh I almost forgot, I need you to do me a favor.” Bo murmured when the two of you had a moment to be alone.

You looked up at him in confusion before he mentioned something about dressing up nice. A knowing look upon his lips before giving you a slight wink and walking off towards the guest room.

There you stood, gaping like a fish in wonderment at what he possibly could be planning. Slowly walking into your childhood bedroom, looking for anything that would meet his description of nice.

You settled for something that you wore to a formal gathering that still managed to fit you. Giving yourself a quick look in the mirror, you left your bedroom to find Bo standing there.

You had to hold back a gasp; the man looked rather handsome in a dress shirt and pants. His hair was nicely done, and his hand gestured out for you to take.

“Bo what is all this for?” you exclaim, as he only smirks and leads you towards the front door.

“Shut up, I’ve been wanting to take you out for months.” he says as he opens it and leads you towards his car.

The man practically doing the whole nine yards, all the while you looking at him in pure wonderment. Of course, the two of you had been on dates prior, but never like this.

You had to practically stop yourself from grinning as he suavely got into the driver’s side of the car., Giving a quick glance over at you unbeknownst to you, trying not to melt at how gorgeous you looked.

“Where are we going?” you ask as he starts the car slowly pulling out of the driveway.

“You ask a lot of questions my dear.” he says, keeping his eyes focused on the road.

“Oh shit is this my execution?” you smirk as he dramatically nods.

“Babe, how the hell did you find out? Who told you? Was it my manager? I knew she’d rat me out!” he exclaims.

“You know I had to be certain, you did make me dress up all nice and all.” you play along, grinning ear to ear.

“Oh well, I can’t give away the entire surprise so zip it with the questions sweetie.” he quips as he continues the drive.

-

It’s not long before he pulls into a fancy Italian restaurant, way out of your usual pay range. You could feel your stomach do somersaults, giving the man an incredulous look.

Bo simply grins as he gets out of the car, rushing over to open yours for you. Eyes wide, still staring at him like he was fucking insane. He shakes his head and carefully pulls you out of the car.

“Now no complaints. Or whatever you plan to do. I’m paying, I’ve been wanting to treat you like this for over a year now. I’m doing it, and I’m gonna enjoy doing it.” Bo huffs, all dignified.

You simply nod in disbelief before he slips his hand within yours. While he enters the restaurant, he mentions his reservations to the hostess, and they seat you at a table.

Once the butterflies subsided in your stomach, you took the attention of the man in front of you. Never had anyone done something like this for you. You were trying to not look like a genuine fool with the smile you wanted to express.

You knew he was the one for you, but the way that he had looked at you. The pure adoration in his eyes and how he had planned everything, you were practically melting.

“I love you.” you whisper, wondering if he could hear it.

He did.

Bo looked up from his menu, a blush now practically kissing his cheeks. He dimples, rising at the declaration before reaching across the table since he was large enough to kiss you gently.

He was quick enough as the waitress came over to take your order. That goofy lovesick grin still plastered across his face as he straightened up in his seat.

The two of you ordering whatever looked best on the menu, clinking glasses when they arrived and looking dreamily into each other’s eyes.

“Man, I missed you. Like I know I say it a lot, but I mean I did. Going on tour is….well it’s lonely. I know you’re still in school, but sweetie. When I’m done, you’ll be sick of me. I promise.” Bo said insistently.

“No I won’t, I’m sure it’s gonna be the other way around. I don’t know if I say it enough, but I really am proud of you. I am so proud to call you my boyfriend, to call you mine. I don’t mind waiting.” you say quietly.

“How did I get so lucky?” he paused, eyeing the plates of food that were coming your way.

“Thank NYU, they did all the work.” you joke, thanking the waitress before digging into the meals.

The food was excellent; it was incredibly worth the price. Even if it was steep, the dinner was lovely. Bo is cracking jokes and telling you his favorite fan encounters that have occurred since his tour began.

It was hard to believe that the man who was often so quiet and shy could be so loud and brave enough to yell at hecklers. Except you could believe it, you had obviously been to one of his shows.

It made your heart begin to flutter at the fact that he wasn’t afraid to be himself around you; it made you feel secure.

The way his stage presence dominated the scene, it was practically impossible to keep your eyes off of him. No matter the situation.

Even now, his eyes glimmer while he tells you whatever story he had dug up. This was his passion, and you reveled in it all.

The night went well as the two of you caught up, knowing it would be quite some time before he’d meet up with you again. As he too had Thanksgiving to celebrate with his family in Massachusetts.

You shared a nice dessert, and he left a rather hefty tip simply because he could. Bo never made it necessary to note that he had money, but you knew he was excited to spend it.

All the while, you spent the night in a dizzying smile. Not giving a shit whether anyone knew it or not, even in the parking lot. The two of you waltzing messily towards the car, giggling and sputtering like a bunch of fools.

He was your fool, and you were his, who knew how long you’d have with him for now. You were destined to make the most of it.

Even as the ride home dwindled and you knew he’d have to catch a flight soon. You weren’t surprised or shocked even; days with him tended to be like this.

As the two of you reached your front door, Bo carefully leaned down to a comfortable position and kissed you softly. Not desperately, just tenderly. As if by the time he’d kiss you again, you’d simply wouldn’t be there.

His lips grazing yours, hands pressed carefully against your cheeks. You reciprocating all the while leaning into him in a warm embrace.

When you finally pulled away to catch your breath, he gave you a look that you knew all too well.

“I’m not saying goodbye.” you whisper into his arms.

“I’ll be back soon don’t worry.” he murmurs into your embrace.

With one last kiss on the forehead, you watch as he walks back to his car. Judging by the way his schedule worked, you knew he’d be back sooner than he would in the past.

Yet, with the soft ‘I love you’ said between the two of you couldn’t help but shed a tear and just hope that the next time would last longer.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 (𝐫𝐞𝐪)

pairing: keqing x gn!reader 

scenario: you just want her to stay by your side, is that too much to ask? 

request: hello!! may i request a scenario of keqing with her usually cheerful s/o muttering her name and telling her to never leave their side in their sleep? sorry if this is oddly specific djdjjddhhd

genre: soft fluff and a bit of angst because reader had a nightmare 

it had been an exhausting day 

when your girlfriend got home, you both headed to bed, ready for some well-needed rest after a hard day’s work 

however to keqing’s surprise, it was now the ungodly hour of 4am...and you were moving around

you hadn’t woken her up, she usually gets up early for work anyways 

she checked to make sure you were still asleep, and heard you begin to mutter things under your breath 

“wait, don’t go”

“keqing, please don’t leave” 

her heart sunk at this 

usually you were cheerful and enthusiastic about most things 

some people had even gone as far as to call you ‘annoyingly bubbly’ 

a few government officials also told her the reason you were like that was because you didnt know any better

in shorter terms, they thought you were stupid

of course keqing had gotten them fired the next day because how dare they underestimate you

but hearing you call out her name in what almost sounded like anguish was heartbreaking

she listened as you cried for her to stay by your side and to stop leaving

it was almost impossible to bear, but she knew you had to get your sleep

when you started crying she couldn’t stand it anymore and moved towards your sleeping (albeit sobbing) figure 

“y/n?” she shakes you gently by the shoulder, trying to wake you up

“hey, y/n, calm down, i’m here” you’re a bit more awake now, and she holds you closer to her chest

its almost as if she’s protecting you from the nightmares 

“keqing? what...what time is it?” you seem disoriented and confused so she holds the back of your head with her hands, rubbing comforting circles on it 

“you had a nightmare. but its okay now, because i’m here, i’m not leaving.” 

you rest your head on her shoulder 

“it’s cold.” 

out of all the lovely or affectionate things you could choose to say

you chose ‘im cold’ 

she laughs and moves over towards the fire place in the room you two share

“i can turn the fire on if you’d like. i’ll ask ningguang to give me the day off.” 

you get up from where you’re sitting in protest

“keqing, really i’m fine, it was just a nightmare.” 

she shushes you with a finger to your lips “it’s my decision, and i wanted to spend a day with you anyway.” 

you smile and lean into her arms as you both sit in front of the now alit fireplace 

she smiles and softly sings a little lullaby to get you to go back to sleep

and you know this a rare treat

the liyue qixing’s yuheng keqing? singing? unheard of

you laugh to yourself at the thought 

she wonders whatever you could be laughing about, but she’s mostly glad that you’re smiling again 

a/n: this one’s a little short but i hope you guys enjoy it! sorry for the long wait aswell :( but i’d like to announce that reqs are reopening right now :D so if you have a req you’d like to see written then just send in an ask  

Ah Im not sure if you request in ask, so sorry if no- but it would be awesome if you could do a korrasami one shot or really anything about korra getting injured, brushing it off as small (it isnt) and asami fretting over it

hi!! thanks for the request, i hope i did it justice :)))

Title: Only Slightly Stabbed

Wordcount: 1433

Tw: blood, fighting, stabbing, pain (dizziness, nausea)

There was a solid stone wall behind her. A shadow in front. She scrambled to find something - anything - to fight back with. Her hand closed over the hilt of a small dagger, and she forced herself to focus through the pain as she pulled it free and threw it.

Gasping, she slid down the wall until she was sitting down, her knees pulled close to her chest as she tried to keep her breathing even. She looked down at herself and gritted her teeth through a wave of nausea and dizziness. Soaking through her clothes, coating her skin, and puddling on the street, was blood. Distantly she recognized it as hers, recognized that there was far, far too much of it, but she couldn’t move without her vision turning white, so she didn’t.

Between her own shallow breaths, she heard a voice calling her name. She knew that voice. She was positive she knew that voice, but who… the world faded to black before she could find out.

She awoke hours - or was it days? She couldn’t tell - later, lying flat on her back on something soft and fluffy. Her head was propped up on something, and she would have thought it was pillows if not for the slow, steady movement of whatever it was. She twisted to see what it was but stopped as fire shot through her veins. She hissed and let herself return to the position she had been laying in before. She closed her eyes, breathing and trying to ignore the pain.

“You idiot. You’re not supposed to move.” Korra’s eyes flew open and she smirked. She couldn’t believe she had ever forgotten Asami’s voice.

“Yeah, well. I had to figure out what I’m laying on.”

Asami shook her head, black hair swaying gently. “Naga didn’t want to leave you alone. She’s been by you this whole time.”

Korra grinned. “Of course. And which of my other favorite beings have been to see me?”

A smirk. “Just me. Too much excitement and you would have woken up before you were ready.”

“Aw. You’re being all protective.”

“As soon as you can walk again I’m going to stop being protective and start asking you what head trauma you experienced that erased all your brain cells.” Asami smiled, but Korra’s eyes had gone distant, and her voice was sharp when she spoke next.

“What do you mean, ‘as soon as you can walk again’?”

Asami blinked slowly, registering the panic in Korra’s eyes. “Your legs are fine, Korra. Your only injury is the stab wound. You’re alright. You’re going to be alright.”

Asami stepped across the room and sat next to Korra, gently stroking her hair from her face until the panic faded. For a few minutes, silence. Then, “You should have left the knife in. It would have staunched the bleeding.”

Korra’s relaxed countenance shifted. In an instant she was on guard, her scowl rivaling the anger and fear of a cornered animal. “If I had left the knife in, the attacker - whoever they were - would have killed me. I would be dead.”

For the second time in five minutes, Asami was looking at Korra like she was trying not to cry. “You could have used your bending. You weren’t powerless.”

Korra stared at Asami. “My… right. Yes, you’re right. I should have done that.” A pause. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what? Almost dying? I’m the one who’s sorry you almost died. I don’t know what I would do without you. I just… why didn’t you bend?”

Korra looked away, unable to meet Asami’s intense stare. “I forgot I could. I forgot I’d gotten better, I forgot I had healed. I thought that if I had no weapons in my hand I was going to die because I couldn’t bend and had no other options.” She wiped her eyes. “I’m sorry. I thought I was better.”

Asami reached over and wiped the tears from Korra’s face. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for. Healing doesn’t happen in a straight line. Don’t expect it to.”

“Okay.” She sniffed. “Okay. I’m okay.”

“You don’t have to be.” Asami grinned. “Besides, you’ll be sitting in here until you’ve got clearance to leave the house. Clearance from me, of course. Until then, you’re staying right here.”

“But-”

“Nope. I’m getting you some tea. Naga, make sure she doesn’t try to get up.”

“Hey! I can manage perfectly fine on my own. It’s not even that big of a deal. I was only lightly stabbed.”

“Too bad. You’ve got bed rest for at least three days. More if you complain.”

“Mother hen.”

“Is that complaining I hear? Think carefully before you speak.”

Korra scoffed. “Fine. I’ll be good.”

Asami smiled. “Wonderful.”

The last thing Korra remembered before falling asleep was Asami quietly reading and handing her the mug of tea whenever she requested. The two of them had managed to work out a system that hurt Korra the least while still making sure she didn’t choke. Basically, she was drinking hot tea out of a straw. When she awoke, the sun was filtering in through the thin curtains, casting stark shadows behind the sofa and table.

“Are you okay? You were out for a long time, but I didn’t want to wake you.” Asami’s forehead was creased with worry, and she was carrying a few rolls of paper and had a pencil tucked behind her ear.

“I’m alright. How long did I sleep for?”

“Over fourteen hours.”

Korra blinked. That was… longer than she had been expecting. If she kept this up, she’d have even less ground to stand on to maintain her “it’s only a minor wound” attitude. “Did you get some work done while I was out, at least?”

Asami shook her head. “I tried, though. I even sat in the office for a full ten minutes before I came to check on you. After that, I sat at the coffee table. You have got to stop scaring me like this.”

“It’s part of the job description. I can’t change that. ”

Asami huffed a laugh. “Sure, but I think you could put more of an effort toward not dying.”

“I’ll do my best.”

“At your job, or at trying not to die?”

Korra paused. “Both, I suppose.”

When Asami’s back was turned, she gritted her teeth and pushed herself onto her elbows. Even her determination to be quiet couldn’t silence the hiss of pain that escaped her, and Asami immediately turned back around. “What exactly are you doing?”

Korra froze. “Nothing.”

“Sure looks like nothing. Lay back down. You’re not supposed to move, you could reopen the wound.”

Korra grumbled but did as she was told. “How long do I have to stay here, again? I’m only slightly injured”

“Longer every time you ask. And stop brushing it off - you can barely move. Here, eat this.”

Korra took the plate, trying to angle her neck to see what was on it. “Could I at least sit up? I can’t lay like this for days.”

Asami considered it, then sighed. “Fine. But go slow, and wait for me to set this down so I can help you.” Asami took the plate from Korra and walked through the door to the kitchen. Korra made sure she was occupied, then took a deep breath and forced herself into a sitting position, scooting back enough to brace herself against the wall.

After another few seconds, Asami walked back in. “Okay, I’m ready to…“ A sigh. “I should have expected that, honestly.”

Korra grinned. “You should have. I told you it wasn’t that bad.”

“Korra... I need you to be more careful, okay? You can’t keep getting hurt like this. One day someone won’t be there to catch you, or staunch the bleeding, or get you to a hospital or clinic. One of these days you will end up dead if you aren’t careful. And if you die, everything that is good in this world dies with you. Please, Korra, be safe.”

Korra looked away for a moment, then turned back and faced Asami. “From now on, I’ll be more careful.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Asami smirked. “Great. That means you sit here until you’re fully recovered.”

Korra groaned. “No, please, let me out. You can’t trap me here,” she said, but she was smiling. Asami’s smirk grew into a grin, and she sat next to Korra, the cushions making a dull whoosh as they adjusted to the added weight. Korra grabbed Asami’s hand, and they sat there, sun streaming through the windows, smiling softly into the sun.

Hey Swettie 🙃 I don't know if you take request but, if you did, can I please get astrology ship with ateez/straykids? Im taurus sun, leo moon, pisces sun, aries venus, aquarius mars and taurus mercury. Thank you soo much and have a wonderful day💛

(Top right picture: "I’ll love the genuine things, the truth, the real feelings, and myself" )

Hiii, first I’ll do Ateez since currently two ships request in one ask is a bit much for me. Here’s your analysis of your placements~ (You can request for straykids when I reopen my ship asks if you want) Okay so you have taurus sun with pisces moon and leo rising after clarification of your placements, and wow can i just say u must be quite the lovable pretty human being 🥺. Taurus sun you are grounded and there is an inherent desire for productivity or routinely manner when you implement your efforts such as your blog managing for example, I notice you consistently or do a bundle or a bunch of asks for the moodboards and then post them all at the same time or in a frequent but not everyday manner. Your work ethic is quite admirable and it also partially stems from your leo rising, these natives with this placement are quite active with their individual interests and opinions/goals, working silently hard or loyal towards their objective. And then your pisces moon allows you to be able to interpret emotions and feelings in different ways, the tangible and untangible. It also makes sense how well put your moodboards are and how accurate they are with the embodied moods :3. Your pisces moon is able to discern these emotions or vibes and they can channel this at time in numerous ways, creatively, to help others in a therapeutic way, and etc. Aslo with your placements general, you may be friendly or very down-to earth to others, empathic (like an empathic listener for example) and friendly but also have quite solid self individuality and well balanced management of your personal and other needs. But I only got to half of your placements 💖✨ I’ll talk about your taurus mercury and aries venus now.

Woah see here is where your individuality could be more heightened. With taurus mercury, you are not afraid to say your honest opinions, rather it would be better or the only option to hear the truth or genuine thoughts than shield with only pretentious superficial words of comforts, ofc you genuinely want the best for ur loved ones and all, and comfort and support is natural, however filtering the reality from your friend is only going to hurt them than rather benefit them so. You’re quite blunt but in a subtle way, its not like you want to let others know you are a blunt and honest person before convo, but simply they realized this fact afterwards. Your aries venus is also quite bold or affectionate, your physical expression of love or care for friends and partner/family etc is warm and obvious to them. These natives with their venus in aries can get their emotions quite strongly at times to their important ones, you sorta give me a love warrior goddess sorta vibe but more controlled/calm. You love with sincerity and passion, but also try to not lose yourself for others. You have aquarius mars oooh, you strive for new and mental stimulating ideas or topics that you are interested in, this could range from hobbies or crafts that involve your interests. Your aquarius mars can be quite fixated as the sign aquarius is also a fixed sign (the modality is a fixed sign) so you may consistently work in your field of interests, but sometimes you try not to put heavy pressure on yourself too much to reach your goals as your motivations are consistent but you aren’t rushing yourself too much, preferring to work at ur own pace becuz u will get there~

In Ateez... your match is san!

Omgg san has a cancer sun with taurus moon, he has water and earth in his sun and moon similar to yours, and with him having the same sign in his moon as your sun (Taurus). There is an immediate emotional understanding, and easier opening up to each other. Idk why but San and you have such similar dynamics, you both would be the warmest and down to earth chaotic pair?? San with his cancer sun is always ready to help and pours his heart into everything, his love for his members and fans, and passion when dancing lol. (Satanic san~) Your pisces moon would feel comforted and safe with his cancer sun, as you seek for someone to not judge your emotional vulnerability/sensitivity and San being consoling and having a non-judgemental soothe to him, bingo. You both would have similar beliefs and point of view at times, which would relate to an immediate click. The first time you met each other, it was like two fireflies flickering towards each other. You weren’t close to him at first, but you were aware of his presence from the first encounter, and soon you both planned subtley how to approach each other more often~

Alright a delve at his taurus moon, San is loyal, self-consistent to his ideals and perspectives, and more inclined to familiarity. With his taurus moon, San is always ready to be there for his members, family, and close ones. He is also a bit solidified in his own goals and self views, sometimes not wavering from ofher opinions till he sees proven true. I can say that with your taurus sun, you would appreciate his grounded ways and calm but warm nature. Your pisces moon connects well with his cancer sun, as both are water signs and have a easier time reciprocating and processing emotions. (So San can easily comfort you when you may be feeling down or experiencing emotional turmoil, he may know what to say or do when comforting like hugs or soothing affirmations, it’s everything the opposite of awkwardness) I think San may find your softness and sensitivity cute and understanding, that you can also be an ambitious or strong individual but also have a soft spot.

Next up San has a leo mercury, and here’s where his chaotic energy will be talked about lol. San is obviously the opposite of calmness when he is naturally having fun and interacting with his members by being himself, he is quite creative and a loud eye-catching speaker. (You don’t need to be told twice he’s probs a living speaker in the dorms wildin) San’s way of communicating may be a little different from your taurus mercury, as your placement tones are more focused on maintaining a calm and chill vibe, while San could be too hyper at times. However, your aries venus would definitely appreciate his energetic actions and manner, both having fun engaging activities. Also San’s mercury in leo and your taurus mercury are similar in a sense they both are vocal or stand clear to their opinions and views. You both won’t hesitate to be honest and there will be better mutual trust becuz of this. And despite different perspectives at times, you both may find the other point of view interesting and it may not lead to frequent altercations and more of enlightening banter. 

(This gif summarizes sorta a leo venus being overdramatic of their s/o in a loving manner or complimenting them lol, and its basically san)

And what do we have here, San’s venus is in leo also :> Leo says we meet again~ His way of showing affection can be more physical and expressive, he is definitely proud of his partner/s/o and will shower them with compliments. Venus in leo’s love are genuine and very deep, and with your aries venus (both signs in venus are fire) you definitely love the physical interaction and display of affection from San. Similarly, once close and in a relationship you aren’t shy from showing your love, sometimes you may be flirty or surprise-hug (or other skinship) San. Dates will be fun and probably have high-tension like you both are clearly enjoying the time together (ngl it might seem obvious to others in the same location as your date that you two are rlly lovey-dovey with each other) That being said you both always lift each other up, whether in terms of mood or personal feelings like insecurity at times or nervousness, you two could be each others number one supporter. His leo venus (and his mercury in leo) are opposite to your aquarius mars so there may be conflict or a clash between differing actions/methods and beliefs, but nonetheless you both end up learning from a wider point of view with each other and find the differences intriguing. (Also notably his leo venus and mercury is conjunct to your leo ascendant, so an instant chemistry or attraction mentally and physically is apparent :3)

Lastly, San’s mars is in scorpio. His scorpio mars is opposite to your taurus sun and taurus mercury (scorpio and taurus are sister signs aka opposing signs), but in this case this could further his interest and a spark between you two often. The first impression was impactful to him, and he may be more initiative to getting closer or being in your presence in general. His scorpio mars is quite devotive, in terms of personal goals and passions, and important things he considers in his life (aka his partner, friends, family, etc). Your aquarius mars is also pragmatic when needed but due to your natural logical sense, however you tend to be more loose with your scheduling and activeness. However, despite some differences between pace, you both are consistent and stable when you decide on something. His scorpio mars is also passionate, and with your aries venus the energy levels are able to be matched and complemented with the rest of both of your chart placements. 

Overall, with both placements in synastry and analyzation, you both won’t get drained out by each other a lot able to change the direction of interaction between energetic to calm and serious, lighthearted conversations to an inherent empathic awareness during conversations. I was writing this, and I can’t help thinking wow they really match well together. Chemistry platonically and romantically, you both get along rlly well. In this ship pair, you two are the best friends and lover couple, close in general and caring about each other, and did I mention the charismatic ones? I bet yall would be the most openly charming couple .ㅅ.

Movie Babe

I always write the best imagines, intoxicated lmao wrote this last night, I hope you like it!! tag list- @tiger-hugger, @hannahmontanabutgayer, @macricrisis let me know if you guys want to be added to my tag list! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Request- @im-a-rocketman asked: hello again! Can I also request a SteveXReader where the reader stops by the video store every day because she loves movies and, in order to try and impress her, Steve starts to memorize all these random facts about movies she rents. And eventually Steve works up the nerve to ask her out and they go to the premier of back to the future 2 since back to the future’s the movie she rents the most? Thank you!!

note- @im-a-rocketman and I both talked about this request, as she realized that BTTF 2 came out 4 years after the first one, so instead Steve and the reader will go see Teen Wolf that came out August 23rd 1985! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ As I walked around Family Video for the tenth time this week, I could help but look for something new, I was so tired of all the movies I would watch over and over again. I’m a bit of a movie buff, they take you away from reality, even if it’s just for a little bit, I tend to lean towards chick flicks but I have a sci-fi and horror side too. I started coming in here after the mall burnt down, the movie theater going with it and the new one not opening for another week, they were reopening the Hawk theater. I was excited to see new movies, my love for film, growing every day. I grabbed Sixteen Candles, yet again, for the hundredth time and began to walk towards the counter, my eyes softening and my heart skipping a beat as I saw Steve Harrington behind the counter, the boy who was never anything but nice and sweet to me, he was giving a girl about our age, her bag with a small smile on his face. I hoped that maybe he would sweep me off my feet like Jake did for Sam in Sixteen Candles, but those things didn’t happen in real life, the popular boys never noticed the girls that hid in plain sight…right? *Steve’s Point Of View* I sighed, sending another customer away, another girl that wasn’t the one I had my eye on. The girl that I had come to know as movie babe, well at least that is what Robin called her. I knew her regular movies, I knew she had a thing for Michael J. Fox since she has rented For Love Or Money more times that I could count. I knew that she loves when I talk to her about random little movie facts that I had learned just to impress her, and most of all, I knew she thought that I didn’t know anything about her. My eyes locked with hers as I heard someone begin to approach me at the counter. She smiled at me shyly before putting her one movie on the counter. “Sixteen Candles? Again?” I laughed making her blush as she handed me her membership card, the card that I wish had her name attached to it. “Did you know that John Hughes was inspired by Molly Ringwald before he even met her? He had seen her headshot, he wrote the movie in a weekend, all around her.” I smiled making her nod silently, a fact about the movie that made me think of her, about how she inspired me, more than any girl ever had. “Do you memorize everyone’s movie preferences?” She smirked making my knees go weak, my heart pounding, feeling like the movie tickets in my jeans were burning a hole in my leg. When I saw that Teen Wolf starring Michael J. Fox was the first movie that was going to be playing in the new theater, I had to get two tickets, even if she didn’t like me, I knew she wouldn’t turn down the thought of being one of the first people in Hawkins to see it. Maybe she would grow to like me, a guy can hope. “No, just yours…that wasn’t meant to sound creepy…oh god…uh, we have Back To The Future coming in soon, have you seen that yet?” I smiled, trying to change the subject as she giggled at my babbling. “Yeah, I saw in on the forth of July, I think I saw you there, with that girl Robin?” She asked making my eyes go wide at the thought of that night. “Yeah, you were covered in blood, which I thought was strange and you were in the front row, hushing the man behind you.” She continued making us both laugh at the detail that she remembered, which she was 100% right about. “Yeah, I tend to be bleeding a lot, and Robin and I are really good friends…it’s a good movie, I hope they make a second one.” I trailed off, putting her movie in a bag, signally that our transaction was almost complete. “Just friends?” She questioned with a small sound of hope in her voice, as if she has been running that question in her head for weeks. “Yeah, we don’t like each other like that, I like someone, and so does she.” I explained making her look at the bag I was handing her, before she took it out of my hand, our hands brushing slightly, making us both blush. Fuck, what is it about her that makes me so nervous? The store was dead, and it was now or never, I had to ask, the movie was in a week and I certainly didn’t want anyone else asking her. “Well, I guess I will see you around, Steve.” She went to turn away but I stopped her, rushing around the booth and standing in front of her. My heart racing at the sound of her saying my name, shit, I’m in deep. “Before you go, hum, this is going to sound weird, just bare with me?” I hoped and she nodded, silently, wanting me to continue. “I know your movie choices, I have seen all of those movies to try to understand you and if I have learned anything from any of them, The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, For Love Or Money, St.Elmo’s Fire, you think you are the girl that goes unnoticed, hoping that someone will notice you, and I…I did. I bought these tickets, for us, and I hope you will go with me and I hope that you don’t think I’m some stalker, I just really like you and I want to get to know you, as more than just the movie babe.” I ranted as I handed her the tickets, not even caring if I made a complete fool of myself. She looked at the tickets in her hand before looking back up at me with a shocked expression. “Teen Wolf tickets?!” She gasped making me look at her with wide eyes, this wasn’t the answer I was expecting. “Yeah…do you want to go…with me?” I tried, hoping I got that point across and she just nodded, smiling wide at me. “Yes, I would love to go with you, I just can’t believe it! These are sold out, and you bought them with me in mind?!” She hugged me tightly, taking me by surprise but smiling and hugging her back. It was a warm hug, a tight hug, I could feel her heartbeat against mine. She pulled away after a few seconds, noticing that my hands were on her waist, blushing now more than ever. “Great, I’ll pick you up at seven?” I couldn’t believe this was all falling into place. “Sounds good, if the date goes well I’ll tell you my name, until then, just call me movie babe.” She smirked handing me back the tickets before walking towards the door, leaving me speechless, god she is amazing. “Why did the movie babe just say hi to me?” Robin asked as she walked into work, ready to start her shift, her question only making me smile, I can’t believe I have a date with the coolest girl in Hawkins. *Your Point Of View* Steve was a true gentleman all night, opened the car door for me, bought a popcorn to split, lent me his jacket when I got cold in the theater and most of all, he didn’t talk through the movie, a very important trait to have. As we walked out of the theater, the warm August air hitting us, I handed Steve back his jacket as we walked towards his car. This was all so weird, it was like it was right out of one of the movies I adore and I think Steve planned it out to be that way. “So?” Steve smiled as my heels clicked on the sidewalk, making me look down at the ground, completely in awe of this whole situation. “Really good movie, even better date.” I stated, taking his hand in mine and interlocking our fingers, taking him by surprise. “My name is (Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” I confessed making him smile widely as we got closer to his car. “So (Y/N), can I take you on a second date?” He hoped making my heart warm at the thought. “Depends…”I began as we finally got to his car. I leaned on the drivers door so he couldn’t open it, him standing in front of me, hands in pockets with raised eyebrows. “Do you kiss on the first date?” I whispered as I got closer to him, making him swallow, hard. He had taken so many risks by confessing his feelings, it’s only right that it’s my turn. I was expecting him to babble at my forwardness but instead he just nodded, stuck by my words. “Then kiss me Harrington, if you want that second date.” I smiled just before He inter locked our lip, it was sweet, slow, a good first kiss. A first kiss right out of one of my movies, this whole night was a fairytale and I can only hope that this fairytale has a happy ending.

the blog is BACK

hello everyone! this blog is back and ready to go again !

however, i have emptied to inbox as i wanted to start off fresh... if you sent in a request that did not get filled, feel free to send it in again though! or send in something else! go wild! (just respect the rules!).

important update: i might also be taking drawing requests now, but please look at the rules for those !

thanks everyone for sticking with this blog after all this time! :^)

- mod batter

(under the cut there’s an explanation for the inactivity! if you wanna know what’s been going on in the life of your humble mod \u/)

when i closed the inbox, it was because there were some old requests in there i wanted finally to get to! originally the break was intended to only be one or two weeks... but then i moved! im living in the netherlands now (if youre wondering why im posting this at such a weird time; thats timezones baybee!) with my best friend and while the move went smooth, i still moved between countries and that’s a lot! then i went to my first con, and then i started studying!! im studying game design now :^) i finished most my assignments for the block, so i figured now would be a good time to reopen ! this blog is really important for me and i promise ill be more consistently active again now !

tldr: a lot happened in my life! i took a break from tumblr for a while but now im back!

updated commission post, including a new option! please consider buying or spreading the word by reblogging!

im taking four slots per batch!

PLEASE read all the rules !!

im only allowing one order per slot because it would be confusing to take multiple ones in this case !!  you may order one option per slot, but im only allowing at most two slots per person so ppl have a better chance of grabbing one !!  if you want to order two things, you must request two slots !!

i work on a first-come-first-served basis !!  though your slot may be before someone else’s, if they pay first, then i will work on theirs first !!

I ONLY ACCEPT PAYPAL !!  all prices are in USD and some are ranged; if your character is detailed, i’ll charge the higher price !!

rules, details, slots, and T.O.S. under the cut !!!

T.O.S. (also stated on the form) ((updated october 14th, 2018))

i will post all commissions with a watermark to reduce the risk of theft; if you do not want me to post your commission and want me to instead just send it to you, please specify !!

i will NOT share your email; i will only use it for sending you your commission and invoice

i am not a machine !!  please be patient; i WILL finish your commission, whether it be the same day or the week after !!

i have the right to decline or cancel any commission if it makes me uncomfortable or if i am unable to do it.  in the event that your commission is cancelled after you have paid, you will receive a full refund

i sometimes send wips of the commissions and possibly stream while i work to both help me focus and also to make sure things are looking alright with your commission; if you have any issues with this, please tell me !!

i will send a watermarked and unwatermarked version of your commission (excluding icons).  ONLY POST THE WATERMARKED VERSION IF YOU PLAN ON REPOSTING IT–this is to prevent illegal usage and theft !!  the exception to this is for toyhou.se, but please credit my toyhou.se (DanPhantom) for the art! in addition, i’d appreciate if you simply reblogged/retweeted your commission instead of reposting it, except on websites where i do not post such as instagram

you may NOT reproduce the commissioned work for monetary gain in any way, shape, or form

ICON DETAILS:

200x200 px

solid, pattern, or transparent bgs

border or no border

square, rounded square, circle, or other shape

*i can do joint icons! but this requires two slots because its technically two icons. just say you want this before i give you the form!*

CHARA DOLL DETAILS:

400x400 px

transparent bgs

flat colors only; no shading

multiple characters are allowed; they’ll be + $20

characters will be simplified !!  if your character has details you want me to include, you must specify so i wont exclude them from simplification !!

FULL BODY DETAILS:

sketches or full color

sizes vary (i work at 100% zoom but i increase the size)

*pls note that the brush i use for sketches changes constantly*

multiple characters allowed; they’ll be + $40-$50 depending on complexity

SIMPLE bgs (such as shapes or gradients) are allowed but nothing i’ll actually have to draw out

REF SHEET DETAILS:

white bg

color palette

single full body*

sizes vary (i work at 100% zoom but i increase the size)

*extras (such as extra shots of the head for hair styles or something) will be available for at least $5 more!  anything more complicated than that will cost more!

CUSTOM DETAILS:

i’ll start out by sketching out concepts for your design and you help me pick out what works best for you

i’ll then go through the coloring process, again getting your feedback on what you like best

the final product will be a simple ref sheet of your design [read: a full body + color palette], but you may add extra details just like with the simple ref sheets!

+extra head shot (for maybe a different angle) = +$10

+extra body shot (for multiple outfits or body scar/tattoo/marking references) = +$20

+anything else can be discussed!  some things (such as paw pad refs or extra eye colors) will be free

**THIS TYPE OF COMMISSION WILL TAKE A WHILE AND WILL INVOLVE A LOT OF TALKING WITH ME!  character design is a process, so please be patient with me!  i’ll probably ask a lot of questions, too, so be ready for that!**

THINGS I WILL DO:

furries

humanoids

animals

canon characters (danny phantom and dragon ball characters are easiest for me !!)

refs from 3d models or real photos (i’m not very confident in my ability to do these, so fair warning on that)

THINGS I WILL NOT DO:

text-only references (i can only work with pictures!)

nsfw/fetish/kink stuff (although i MIGHT be willing to do slightly suggestive stuff. i like drawing butts)

mechas/armored characters (UNLESS the armor/tech is simple and cartoony, like skulker or fright knight) ((also possible exceptions for icons)) (((we can discuss exceptions if i really like the characters, like junkrat)))

shippy stuff (i may make exceptions if we’re friends and im comfortable with it but just to be safe no shippy stuff) ((exceptions for your ocs!))

genderbends (im just not comfortable w/ these sorry)

nazis/nazi imagery

racist caricatures

etc. characters that promote harmful or bigoted views

please ask me if youre unsure whether or not your character fits any of these !!  i reserve the right to decline a commission if i feel uncomfortable with it or feel as if i can’t do it

HOW TO ORDER:

send me an IM (preferred), ask, twitter dm, discord message (if we’re contacts), dA note, OR an email to [email protected] to reserve a slot

once you have a slot, i will send you a link to a form you need to fill out with all your details

once you’ve filled out the form, you’ll be in my queue !!

i will then send an invoice asking for payment (i dont require you to pay immediately, but i WILL NOT start your commission until i receive payment !!  i allow 10 days for payment but if you can’t pay by then i’ll assume you no longer want the commission and your slot will be reopened)

SLOTS (crossed out is finished):

1. finn

2. jaxon

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