Inevitable

day one: ronan putting adam’s fingers in his mouth. like hours in already he’s like i need them in my mouthhhhh

day two: sharing a dream space, finding ronans mom dead, sleeping in ronans car

day three: adam gets possessed and tries to kill ronan

doodles (¬_¬)

bonus doodle:

*edit: this is a mess, im sorry😭. no proofread

XAVIER

“Are you ready to order?” The waiter smiled politely.

You hid your grin behind the menu. Perfect.

You looked at Xavier.

“Am I allowed to get the fries instead of the salad this time?”

The waiter immediately looked at Xavier.

Xavier just blinked.

“…Allowed?”

You nodded.

“I thought maybe I should ask first.”

To your surprise, his expression immediately shifted into concern

“Are you trying to diet again?” he frowned

You stared. That was not where this was supposed to go.

“No?”

“Then order the fries.” He turned to the waiter. “Could we also get the fried chicken?”

“Xav—”

“Actually, we want a portion of everything on the menu”

The waiter hurriedly wrote everything down.

“Including the desserts.”

“Xavier!”

He finally looked at you.

“What?”

“It was a prank”

“…A prank?”

Xavier looked genuinely confused.

God. Those eyes.

You couldn’t even commit to the prank anymore.

“Nevermind”

Xavier’s brows furrowed again.

You stared at him for a second before laughing.

“I love you so much”

“I love you too, starlight.” A beat passed. “So… do you still want the fries?”

ZAYNE

“Are you ready to order?” the waiter asked

You looked up from the menu to look at the tired doctor sitting across from you. He’d spent the entire day hoping to enjoy a quiet dinner.

Unfortunately, you loved bothering him.

“Am I allowed to have food tonight?” you asked, looking at Zayne with exaggeratedly hopeful eyes.

A brief silence settled over the table. Zayne slowly lowered his glass, his expression completely blank.

“…What?”

You glanced between him and the waiter, keeping your expression perfectly.

“I wasn’t sure.”

“About what?”

“Whether I’m allowed to eat tonight.”

The waiter suddenly became very interested in his notepad. Meanwhile, Zayne stared at you like you’d just developed a new neurological disorder.

“Why wouldn’t you be?”

“Well, I thought maybe I exceeded my weekly quota”

The waiter nearly dropped his pen.

Zayne slowly removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Please excuse my wife.” He glanced at the waiter

“She’s recently developed an interest in internet pranks.”

You tried not to laugh at the poor man’s expression.

Zayne looked back at you

“Perhaps it’s Tiktok that needs a weekly quota.”

RAFAYEL

“Are you ready to order?”

You looked up from the menu

“Am I allowed to eat?”

The waiter immediately glanced at Rafayel.

Unfortunately for you, Rafayel had seen the same TikTok.

A slow smile appeared on his face.

Oh no.

“Funny.” He set down his menu. “Funny how you’re the one asking.”

You immediately regretted everything.

“Rafayel—”

“Since you wouldn’t let me eat for an entire week.”

The waiter froze.

“What?”

“A whole week.”

“THAT NEVER HAPPENED”

Rafayel ignored you

“I begged. And she still refused.”

The waiter looked horrified.

“Sir, are you—”

“She said, ‘No, Rafayel. You can only eat cat’s tuna.’”

“RAFAYEL.”

“And I did.”

“YOU—”

“For survival.”

He pointed at you.

“You brought me here to make me watch you eat, didn’t you?”

You looked at the waiter. The poor man looked genuinely concerned.

Oh, for God’s sake.

“We’re joking,” you said quickly. “I promise I don’t feed my boyfriend cat food.”

“She’s lying” Rafayel said.

“RAFAYEL.”

The waiter finally laughed. You buried your face in your hands.

“Please bring the seafood platter”

“And a can of tuna for me I guess..”

“I’m going to leave you here.”

“See?” Rafayel looked at the waiter. “This is what I’ve been talking about”

SYLUS

The waiter approached your table. “What can I get for you tonight?”

You looked at the menu. Then at Sylus.

“Am I allowed to eat?”

The waiter went still. Sylus raised an eyebrow.

“Allowed?”

You nodded solemnly.

“I didn’t ask for permission yet”

The waiter looked ready to call somebody. Sylus stared at you for a long moment. Then, to your horror, he decided to play along.

“No.”

You immediately started choking. The waiter looked horrified. Sylus calmly took a sip of wine.

“You had freedom yesterday”

“Sylus.”

“Use it wisely.”

“SYLUS.”

The waiter looked one second away from running. Meanwhile Sylus was fighting a smile.

You kicked him under the table.

He didn’t even flinch.

“Please bring her the same thing I’m having.” Then he glanced at the waiter. “And make it a large portion.”

“Sylus.”

“If the kitten isn’t well fed, she starts knocking things off tables,”

A pause.

“Or pranking her boyfriend.”

CALEB

“Can I have this one?”

Then you looked at Caleb.

“Or am I not allowed?”

The waiter immediately looked concerned.

Caleb looked delighted.

“Sorry, Pips”

He reached over and patted your hand.

“You know the rules”

The waiter froze.

“No fries after the Great Nugget Incident”

“The what?”

“That time you tried to beat me in a nugget-eating contest.”

“CALEB.”

“And just to prove me wrong, you ate fifty nuggets.” He looked at the waiter. “Well… you can probably guess how that ended.”

“CALEB!”

The waiter immediately started laughing.

“I’m going home.”

“No, you won’t”

“Watch me”

“Pips.”

“What?”

“I drove”

“…”

“Exactly”

I sure wish people would consider this more. Would your fake slur be comfortably at home in the mouth of a white usamerican man from 1927 who believes that "miscegenation" is a Threat To Our Culture?

Caleb: Let's take a moment and thank biology that our internal organs don't itch.

Zayne: Fun fact, digestion is actually really painful but your brain just tells you it's fine the same way it tells you not to bite off your finger even though you can.

xavier!

xavier prefers tits. he loves it when he gets to bury his face in your soft, squishy tits. when he gets sleepy during movie marathon at night with you, he rests his head on your shoulder first, before that freak suddenly turned his head to your chest and breathe you in as if he couldn’t live without having his face squeezed in between your soft tits.  oh he doesn’t forget to cup one, or maybe two of your tits with his big hands if he’s feeling greedy (which he always does). when cuddling, his hands would always slipped under your shirt and if you’re wearing bra, he would just unhook it so he could cup it with his hands. “what do you need a bra for? i can hold it for you. i can keep it warm too.” oh another reason he prefers your tits is probably because he loves boobjob. he could feel his precum dripping out more and more when he placed his hard cock between your soft tits. the way your soft skin rubbed his cock and the heat between them makes him want to burst right at your face. you would let him tho, wouldn’t you?

zayne!

it’s known that zayne likes your back. he would always gets and spoils you with outfits and suspiciously all of it somehow has a way to show off your back. you figured it out yourself with the way he would always has you on all fours and him taking you from behind. he gets the meanest and roughest in that position. if he didn’t have any self control, he would love to breed you in that position too. but that’s his dirty secret and let it be that way.  zayne wouldn’t hesitate to say your back if you asked him which part of your body is his favourite. but if you specifically asked, ass or tits, the doctor would probably go for ass. he loves how it jiggles whenever his hip thrusts into you. when the soft skin of your ass turned red from his spankings whenever you’re being bratty, he feels like being meaner. “you love getting on my nerves, don’t you? it’s like you actually want me to punish you.” it’s okay, zayne will just spanks you while he pounds you from behind! after all, you do love getting punished by him.

rafayel!

it is hard to tell which part of your body rafayel is into. the artist loves to worship every inch of your skin and body. he gives all of them equal love and affection, never forgetting to kiss every part of you. however, you do notice he gives your tummy a little more attention than the others. you don’t understand how he would love your tummy more, you don’t really like it but oh well. whenever you are cuddling with him, he loves to give a little rub to your belly. when things get heated, he would lower his head down to your tummy to give it kisses. if he’s feeling possessive, you would find him leaving a few bite marks and hickeys. he could get off to your belly alone. you would lay there feeling exposed, looking up at him while he strokes his throbbing cock above your stomach. “how could you dislike a part of you that i really love, cutie? i’m offended.” he would make sure to paint your belly with his warm cum so that you know how he really loves it and shouldn’t dare to dislike his favourite thing. ass or tits? tummy. 

sylus!

sylus makes it obvious how he loves your thighs. his eyes shine bright whenever you wear shorts, mini skirts or a slit dress (bonus if the colour of the dress is red). he is shameless about it too, practically gawking when you dressed the way he likes it for your date with him. sometimes you wouldn’t even make it to the date! bad, greedy sylus is to blame. or is it you for wearing those? his favourite view is when you pair your shorts with one of his shirts. walking around the house, completely clueless that a certain predator is watching you from the corner. be careful to not bend over with that outfit. since he’s also fond of ass, that action isn’t helping you! the moment you bend over, you would feel your feet lifted off the ground, before getting thrown on the bed. “did you do that on purpose, sweetie? what a naughty kitten.” you would see the stars with how he’s eating you out after. his tongue shoved inside your hole while his finger keeps rubbing your clit. oh if you want to make him see stars too (and cums untouched), you should squeeze him with your thighs! he would die a happy man. 

caleb!

May I present the best apple:

1) suddenly inforce age verification

2) ask for bank details to do so

Gideon: A.. Moo point?

Caleb: Yeah. It's like a cow's opinion. It doesn't matter. It's "Moo."