I find it funny that everyone is freaking out about Terezi snapping a photo of a Nepeta falling into the massive black hole . Like, has everyone forgotten that we are talking about Terezi “My friend Tavros is dead, this would be a great time to stage a murder investigation using my scalemates” Pyrope. And let’s not forget that we are also talking about Terezi “I took Jade’s shoes off her corpse, even after watching all my friends die, because they smelled deliciously red” Pyrope.

Dinner Dates and Surprise Orgasms

Robin gives Regina a gift, but doesn’t tell her this gift vibrates.

For @ginaandrobbie​, the best beta I could ever ask

Regina rarely dreads a night out with Robin. Quite the contrary, she loves to get dressed up for him, to paint her lips a delicious red and push her breasts up as high as she can manage, to slide into a dress that fits more like a second skin and finish it off with heels that make her legs and ass look deliciously tempting.

She loves to see his reactions, to watch him try to control himself throughout the night while his eyes devour her. He bites his lip and groans whenever she brushes past him, squeezes his arm, or even his leg under the table. It’s torture, and Regina loves every minute of it.

But tonight, they will not be alone, and she cannot watch him fight against the urge to stare at any expanse of skin he can see when she’s forced to make small talk with the Charmings, or worse the pirate, over dinner.

She’s in the bathroom, applying the last of her mascara when Robin knocks on the open door, leaning against the frame as he watches her in the mirror.

“Hello, gorgeous,” He greets, and Regina grins in response, batting her eyes at him. “I have a gift for you.”

He lifts his arm, reveals a red gift bag with matching tissue paper stuffed in the top. Regina’s eyes widen as she places her makeup back on the counter, turning to face him and reaching for the bag dangling from his fingers.

“And what’s the occasion?”

“The occasion is I love you.” He leans forward, places a soft kiss to the top of her head as she peaks in the bag. “And I know you’re not thrilled about the triple date tonight. So I thought I could spice it up a bit.”

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.