#............i gotta get UP at. 8 ish. oh dear.

[equalseleventhirds]

all RIGHT let’s see if i can soup mag 179 rly fast

(noting firstofall that the interference of the hunt at the end of the statement inherently muddies it, given that i THINK it started as desolation; HOWEVER, noting also that derek’s previous involvement with crime and partnership and the corrupt justice system means that there were hunt elements present in his statement BEFORE daisy’s interference, and those will be counted as separate and part of the Soup)

(noting secondofall that even after daisy interferes, there are Other Elements of various fears involved with her attack, which are neither hunt nor desolation, and i will be noting those and treating them as secondary fear soup, bcos i want to)

also, warning as usual for discussion of and quotes pulled directly from the episode’s statement, so, same warnings apply as the ep itself.

desolation: seems to be the main bit of the statement? jon never actually SAYS, he’s busy with other things, but the themes of heat and loss appear to be the main thread of what derek is suffering: ‘the heat of the furnace curls the hair on derek’s arm’, ‘ht is hot enough to raise blisters’, ‘where did they get these? what has happened to tilly?’, ‘what the overseer took from him’, ‘his shovel digs into the pile of happy memories, and he tosses it into the flames’, ‘what part of his life would he have to burn then? what thing he loved would he have to hurl into the flames?’, etc etc

‘something soft and almost spongy. he knows the texture well’ and ‘then goes to his task, hacking up the corpse’ feel a little fleshy, as do the larger themes of derek as just another person for the system to chew up and spit out

of course the eye bcos the eye’s a dick: ‘he knows what happens in this place if you draw attention to yourself’, ‘frantically hurling away anything blocking the view of the body, desperately hoping to see--’,

end! ‘the man who lies in the cart, lifeless eyes staring at him’ (ok that one’s a little eye)

some corruption: ‘the smell hits him, sickening him as it always does, tinged with that cloying, greasy nostalgia’ (and actually i love how that immediately links him to his twisted relationship with colin; the unconditional love for someone who saved you, leading you to do... well, their dirty work.)

slaughter’s there, but like, a more subtle violence than we’re used to, i think? defos the fear of sudden and irrational violence, but less big war, more... personal. which defos ties into derek’s abuse as a child, and i think is a more nuanced approach to the slaughter than we usually get (prolly for good reason, bcos Oof big topic), but: ‘when his dad was on the warpath’, ‘limbs folded around the cricket bat he had hit him with’, and not from his flashbacks, ‘a head split in two by a careless shovel-blow’

lonely too: ‘the second time he got out, he had lost his daughter’, but i think maybe also ‘the shame of being told to stop lying by the policeman who plays poker with his dad’ (which, ok, is a little bit eye too, but isn’t it lonely to be disbelieved when you ask for help?)

and i think web (for all web’s always sneaky, i’m trying to pay more attention). manipulation from colin: ‘when one of them had to go down for three years… well, it seemed only fair’; and the inescapableness of derek’s current situation, ‘he wants to run, (...) but he remembers what happened the last time he left his post’, and when he finally empties the cart, ‘another one would be coming soon, rolling inevitably towards him’ (i think, given the context of the carts eternally coming back, ‘the tracks are metal that lead the rusted metal carts towards his furnace’ may evoke imagery of some kind of metal web bringing him task after task... but i may be reading too far into it)

and hunt: ‘he had lost the ability to walk the streets without being hounded by some bored cop, turning out his pockets, desperate for him to throw a punch’. MAYBE also the way he always has colin’s back, gets into a fight when ‘some little dipshit didn’t show the proper respect’, just bcos of the pack elements of the hunt, which are less about actual hunting/being hunted and more abt. u kno. the pack thing.

which! is the end of the main statement! and brings us to:

hunt: obvious, it’s daisy, ‘it’s quicker, more vicious. panting, snarling’, etc

‘the sharp end of the violence that has wanted him all his life’ reads as mainly slaughter, bcos obvs violence, but that bit abt ‘has wanted him all his life’... could be hunt... could be web, inescapable. hmmm.

‘derek has less than a second to recognise her face’ ok eye we get it everyone gets to see their doom

‘pulls bits from his torso, and chews them with a hundred sharpened teeth’ hm... fleshy

‘he is aware – though not, perhaps, alive.’ end! ........and yeah ok fine eye, you got a bit there again too.

[fishfinngers07]

Strawberry Dress CC!Eret

Summary:  STRAWBERRY DRESS!

Genre: Fluff

Pronouns: He/Him

Eret was wearing the dress. The strawberry dress that he had been practically begged to wear by his fans. Sure, Y/N wouldn't technically wear it and he didn't think his boyfriend typically would to, but Alistair said that it was to deliver the message "Fuck Gender Roles." Y/N had taken his boyfriend to pick up all the P.O. stuff for the rest of the stream, including a Pumpkin. For no reason.

The next day, Y/N moved all the P.O. boxes into Alistair's streaming room and shut the door behind.

Together he and Alistair's other roommates sat down on the couch and opened up Eret's stream just in time.

"Ok, so Mxmtoon is the one who convinced me like, I saw her post, I saw a whole bunch of other people getting it. I was like 'okay, I gotta get it.' I sent a sneak peak to Mxmtoon and I also showed my boyfriend, who might come on later, and they both said I looked great, so I hope you guys think I look great."

Y/N shouted to Eret's room, "If they don't think you look great, then they will face the wrath of me." and he heard a faint echo on the TV.

Eret let out a nervous chuckle and then continued to talk, "So I'm debating whether to put it on now or whether I open these boxes," he indicated to the P.O. box mail that Y/N had helped him carry home, "And put it on after that. I know everyone wants me to do the dress. Let's do a poll, let's do a poll. Let's do a quick poll, right?"

Five minutes passed and a lot of votes were in.

"Oh my God! Okay, everyone is saying now, everyone is saying now. There's 11 thousand votes for now! Not only am I going to be wearing just the strawberry dress, right? I've decided that I'm also going to be doing it with these boots that were sent to my P.O. box a couple of weeks ago. Five inch heels."

"He's going to be so tall!" muttered one of the roommates.

"He didn't even tell me he was wearing them," Y/n said and the three of them had a laugh. Not loud enough that chat could hear, but loud-ish.

"...because," Eret continued, "I think that's going to be absolutely hilarious right? I think it'll look pretty good, don't you think?"

He continued to randomly chat as the votes for now continued to rise.

"TWENTY THOUSAND VOTES FOR NOW? I'm going to need to get dressed, somewhere off the side of the screen. You guys don't want to see me in my underwear. Because I will get banned off Twitch."

Y/N felt his phone ding beside him and turned to see who it was...

He walked just outside Eret's room and waited for the next text. He heard Eret talking to his chat.

"I'm going to look fucking amazing in a little bit. I don't know how to put on a dress, in case you hadn't noticed. I generally don't wear dresses." He laughed a little. "The most advanced my clothing gets is t-shirts and jeans, except one time when I met Y/N's parents and I wore a suit and tie, but I hated that. This is what I wear all the fucking time. So, Y/N will come for entertainment and to help me into this dress, but I will also set something up for you in the background to look at, while I get dressed."

He sent the text to Y/N and he walked in...

"Hey Chat. Just out of curiosity, why am I here? I'm exactly the same as you. I don't wear dresses. My clothing advancements are more caveman than you."

"Alright, can you grab Ted, and I'll grab some heels to put him in." Y/N stifled a chuckle as he grabbed the bear.

***

"Ted's looking kinda good, not gonna lie, then there's you struggling in a dress."

"You were supposed to come in to help me, not mock me!"

"I don't know how to put on a dress, cause like you, I generally don't wear dresses."

"I don't want to break thi- this dress cost me five hundred and fifty dollars by the way!"

"So... we're not eating for the rest of the month??"

"There is soo much glitter! ALL OVER MY ENTIRE ROOM!"

"I would like to eat."

Eret continued to ignore Y/N.

"You guys ready, for the grand reveal?"

"I don't think they are..."

He continued to laugh, Y/N could tell that he was slightly nervous, so he gave Eret a reassuring smile. He smiled back.

"My heart rate is beating a little bit fast. I'm going to be entirely honest. I am a bit nervous!"

He walked on.

"Insert holy bible music!" Y/N laughed.

"I'm fucking killing it dude. I think I'm fucking killing it dude."

"Yep. The bicon is killing it. Can we get #eretdress trending please? Hey, Eret, spin around."

"Spin around? Just like, whoooo! Hehe."

He then walked closer to the camera and spoke to his chat.

"The message here, is Fuck Gender Roles dude! Anyone can wear a dress."

"I'm not wearing a dress," Y/N decides to chime in and Eret chuckles.

"...and whatever the fuck they want. Look at these boots. Five inch heels. I pull them off well."

"You can't get me into Five inch heels."

"This dress cost me five hundred and fifty dollars. This dress, and I'm probably not going to wear it that much."

"Please, dear god, please Eret, wear it the next time we see my parents!"

"But, I'm doing it for you guys, I'm doing it for a sub goal."

Time skip...

"Pose?" Y/N was getting a bit tired. He had no idea how long this stream was going to last, and Eret still had to do a bunch of P.O. box openings.

"Let's do some more poses. What are some more poses? In case you haven't noticed, I am not a model."

"But you are as handsome as one."

"Whoo!"

"Cue the old camera clicking."

"I got to be careful, because if I kick towards the camera, you're going to see up the fucking dress. That's something I've never had to worry about before. Ever!"

"Eret, you're the monarch of bisexuals put on the crown!"

"Let's put on the crown."

"Look at this, I'm vibing. The vibes are immaculate. Let's do another spin, let's do another spin."

For the rest of the stream Y/N stayed silent, watching Eret do some interesting things...

Nearly falling over while spinning

Telling chat to not send him pumpkins, as he moved the pumpkin, causing Y/N to sit in the chair instead.

Spinning a different way

Grabbing the bisexual flag and using it like a spanish bull fighter

And then wearing it with the cape.

T-posing

And then Y/N being a midget and doing a T-pose in front of Eret

Denying the WAP

And then lying about what it meant

Getting to No. 8 on Trending

Making jokes "Oh it's so hot... and not just because me and Y/N are here."

Finally, Eret finished the stream and came over and gave Y/N a massive hug.

"Thank you," he whispered.

[entropic-introspection]

Final Fantasy XIV: A Quick(ish) Summary As Told By Someone Too Lazy To Recheck Exact Times/Things

1.0- We don't talk about it

A Realm Reborn (ARR)- for some strange reason the world got like, completely blown up 5 years ago, crazy! You are some dumb kid from nowhere in particular, with nothing but the clothes on your back and a weapon that is little more than a chunk of wood, or a book. Possibly just your fists. You have got 50 levels and a shitload of lore to get through until you reach the first expansion.

Essentially: you don't have enough money for chicken nuggets, your fashion game is nonexistent, and every high level player calls you a sprout and exhibits Concern about your every action (they mean well).

Garlemald bad, Ascians bad, Eorzea uhhh trying to be good but kinda racist/capitalist/pirates with a history of colonialism, Coerthas is French Catholic and in the Crusades with the dragons. Hydaelin... good? Confusing, for sure, often referred to as Mother in text. Primals bad and scary, but fortunately you are immune to their mind-fuckery techniques thanks to Crystal Mom and surprisingly good at kicking their asses. Garleans mad that you ""savages"" keep killing Primals, despite having a whole mandate against Primals and Primal summoning. Ascians mad that you keep killing Primals because Ascians are dicks. People die, there is an amnesia plot, some annoying twerp is annoyingly right about a lot of things and also you can't get rid of him, Moogles, possession, fucking Ancient Aliens Allagans (if it's a problem in ARR, it's Ascians or Allagans aight), and hey ho you go and kick Garlean asses until they throw a giant machine at you that they stuffed full of Primal juice. Such devastation-!

Then there is the slightly post ARR stuff, where we're still level 50-ish but not really into the next expansion. So basically, we meet Dragon Dad who slaps Crystal Mom's blessing off of you to build character, Ascians are once again dicks, Who The Hell Names These Things, wow Lysanderoth you're definitely not suspicious at all, and our annoying twerp is dabbling in politics and for some reason you're getting fond of him?? Just in time for...

Heavensward (Lvl 50-60)- Congratulations, you are now an enemy of the state! We return/flee to French Catholic Coerthas/Ishgard, where we get to room with our Dear Friend, Haurchefant.

Don't mind how all the high leveled players have started crying. This expansion is emotionally devastating, has a great storyline, and also features canonical consensual dragon vore as a plot point. You know that tweet that's all "Church bad because they won't let you fuck dragons"? Yes, that's Heavensward. You will still cry. We embark on an epic road trip with the annoying twerp (ft his existential teenage crisis), a famous dragon killer and sadboi, and a famous lady who advocates peace/fucking dragons. Somehow, none of you kill each other. Instead, you murder a weirdly attractive bug-man with good music and a desire for violence, a giant flying whale, and some old dudes. You also beat up the same Ascian from the first bit, again. And again, in his final(?) form. Dragon Dad has come along to watch your progress, and also check on his kids cause he's actually, y'know, the entire progenitor of the dragon race. Wow! His family is very sad, mostly. But he does like you, so hey, he can adopt you and have one kid that turned out ok and happy! Hahahahha there's no therapists in Eorzea :')

Then we get to deal with "Hey we ended your like 500 year+ Crusade and kind of upended your social structures, y'all good?" (no), something something Warriors of Darkness, something something Urianger sus, then ALISAIE JOINS THE PARTY. I love her ok, let me have this. She's the annoying twerp's twin, and she's more inclined to hitting things that politics and philosophy. She's also kind of crushing on you. Also Minfillia kinda fucks off to nowhere, which is weird, b/c she has been Important but also Not Involved with the plot for like. 8 years.

Stormblood (Lvl 60-70)- Return of Lysanderoth! Briefly. Before he fucks you over, again. And a bunch of other people, honestly. But hey, this puts Eorzea in open contention with Garlemald for the first time in years, instead of them hovering in an uneasy cold war. For the first goddamn time in the game, you canonically get your ass kicked. Hard. So hard you decide fuck it! And go overseas to Fantasy Japan/China to visit some nice people you helped out earlier. You get catfished. You meet a weeb. There's some pirates, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. There's Ravana take 2, this time in a slightly more 'Forever 21' phase. Wild, young, free, REJOICE.

You attempt to inspire rebellion (since your character doesn't talk much, this is quite difficult). Garleans crack down, and hey look, the dude who kicked your ass is back! Prince Zenos Yae Galvus, as by this point you've hopefully learned, even if you're bad with names like me. He kicks your ass again, but this time we break his helmet, and wait shit is he... kind of hot? Maybe? Fuck?? He pins you to a wall and tells you to find him later, it's all confusing and prompts strange butterflies in stomachs. (Side note: as a lesbian, I am making some assumptions here. Mostly based off of how I reacted to the idea of Tsukuyomi doing the same. Mm.)

Then he promptly fucks off, and to work off that sexual tension you square up and work with local friends on Rebellion! You get help from some neighboring nomads after proving you're cool enough to tame a bird, and this proves enough to free the area from Garlean control (for now). We go back to Eorzea, and prepare to kick Zenos' head in. He's playing hard to get though, so we gotta get through some other folks, learn hard lessons about war/colonization, and feel bad. AND THEN WE KICK HIS- oh no wait. Is he... coming on to us again? Oh jesus man, get a therapist, oh my god, this is awkward for us both. Turns out he's kinda depressed and just wants you. To fight him. To the death. There is some bullshittery and he becomes dragon. Fails to kill you, so he kills himself. (Spoiler: it doesn't stick)

The Garlean Empire is now pissed off at you, and Eorzea in general. Everyone is kung-fu fighting, but oops, Garlemald is preparing to commit ~war crimes~! Someone is doing something weird, which is making your Scion friends fall into comas, which is both very convenient and highly inconvenient, cause all of you are kinda needed right now! Zenos, or something in his body, is causing trouble as well. Look, even when we thought he was dead he was causing trouble.

Shadowbringers (Lvl 70-80): We find out what's been making our friends pass out- someone from another dimension has been trying to yoink you over to them, and like all attempts at using the Rescue spell, it just sometimes leads to hilarious accidents. In this case, some epic lag, so although your friends have only been out of it for a week or two at most, they've been in this other world for 5 whole years in some cases. Turns out, Garlean war crimes are all an Ascian plot (what isn't, by this point), and mysterious Crystal Exarch is hoping you can save this world and your own.

At this point, Yoshi P, the lead developer, pulls out a gun and asks if you've been doing all those side-quests and optional 48 man raids. He worked very hard on those, you know. He put in lots of lore. Then he asks if you remember all those dangling plot hooks from previous expansions. We're addressing a lot of those. And adding more. You are sweating and nodding frantically while scrolling a wiki on your phone.

You get to feel like you're in an Otome game, because there's two dudes being weirdly polite and interested in you, but also real snappish to each other in terms of "fuck off she's mine". Alisaie and Alphinaud off-screen character development. Urianger still sus. Thancred now a dad? Y'shtola still so good. A lot of things happen, and you get progressively sadder as the expansion goes on. You get a nice, great big burst of hope and love, and then SOMEONE is a DICK with a GUN. (It is not Yoshi P.)

Now you just feel bad. Your character feels bad. This is all build up for the A) some motherfucking revelations and B) the utter catharsis of "If you could take one more step... would you?" "What, all by myself?" "THROW WIDE THE GATE"

I have shed legitimate tears over Shadowbringers ok, between the music, story, and pacing it is an Experience. Oh my god tho, all the music from Shadowbringers is so good. La-HEE

[sylvie-writes]

🄿🅁🄾🄼🄿🅃🅂

the prompts below are from various tv shows, a few songs, and just personal experiences. enjoy!

 i’m gonna try to “generically categorize” this list since there’s a bunch, but that doesn’t confine the prompt to only that trope! there are more comedic prompts in this than fluff and angst if i’m being honest. 

🄲🄾🄼🄴🄳🅈

1. Person A: “She’s here.”

   Person B: “How do you know that?”

   Person A: “The room- it smells like guilt and Chanel No. 5.” 

2. “If eating cake is wrong, then I don’t want to be right!” 

3. You gotta realize that the only way out now is in a body bag.”

4. “I hate when I’m an idiot and don’t know it. Contrary to popular belief, I like being aware of my idiocy.” 

5. “You have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it.” 

6. “This town is like one big outpatient mental institution.”

7. Person A: “The house is burning, and you can save the cake, or me, what do you choose?”

   Person B: “That’s not fair! The cake doesn’t have legs!” 

8. “As long as you drop everything and stay focused on me, I should be fine.” 

9. “You know, tomorrow looked a lot better, yesterday.”

10. “Oh __, it’s a sad, sad day.”

11. “Would you be terribly upset if I threw up in one of your shoes?”

12. “Sometimes I just like to hear myself talk.”

13. “To be honest, your face is a bit of a train-wreck too.”

14. “Well excuse us for having fun!”

15.  Person A: “__, is holding me hostage.”

       Person B: “I know the feeling.” 

16.  “I just drank a whole glass of wine and I’m alive with the sound of music.”

17. Person A: “Are you okay?”

      Person B: “Yeah, my allergies are acting up and it looks like I’m crying, but I swear I’m just dying.” 

18. “I don’t want to. It’s cold, and I just don’t- I can already tell.”

19.  Person A: “Have you told, ___, about the whole pregnancy scare?”                       Person B: “Oh yeah, ‘hey,__, you’re gonna be a daddy.’ Next thing you know there’s gonna be a baseball hat and a puff of smoke.”

20. “If there was a feeling of being hungover, but from lack of sleep, I’m your living example.” 

21. “You don’t know how to keep your mouth shut! Don’t you know that car dealers take what you say and run with it?”

22. “I’m trying so hard to not make snarky remarks, pray for my survival.”

23. Person A: “Did I just witness you eat frosting straight from the can?”

      Person B: “It’s not a crime, it’s just my coping mechanism. Deal with it.”

24. “I went to ‘go get milk’, didn’t plan on returning, but then I felt bad for you.”

25. “I’ve hit rock bottom, but at least that’s where you find the diamonds… I think.”

🄰🄽🄶🅂🅃 (- ish)

26. “Why did you do it?”

27. “And let’s give a big warm welcome to sadness.”

28. “Someone’s gonna end up crying, probably me.”

29.“It’s been nice not really knowing you.”

30.“I can’t do this anymore.”

31.“I’ve always thought this felt fake, guess I was right.”

 32. “Are you with someone else?”

 33.“How did this even happen!?”

34. “Why are you so scared? There’s nothing to lose!”

35.“Tell me, why do you have to be a heartbreaker?”

36. “Shit’s about to hit the fan, I can feel it.”

37. “Dear, I regret to inform you that the world doesn't revolve around you.”

38. “No honey, that’s not nostalgia, it’s misery.”

39. “I swear, sometimes your brain is like jello. It’s just jiggling around in there for absolutely no reason!”

40. “Why did I even try to love you?”

🄵🄻🅄🄵🄵 and 🅁🄾🄼🄰🄽🄲🄴

41. “This-You, Me. I just want you to know, I’m all in.” 

42. “Can we just ‘hallmark movie’ this already?”

43. “You’re probably the only person in the world that sleeps with a fan on, 365 days a year.”

44. “Pinky promise?”

45.“I feel like I’m living a Taylor Swift song.”

46. “You’re so cute in my clothes.”

47. “Do I need to buy a vowel so I can spell it out for you?!”

48. “Somebody asked me what my favorite daily affirmation was and I said that it was anything you’ve said to me. Is that bad?”

49.“The only reason I’ll watch a romcom without someone holding a gun to my head is because I love you.” 

50.“You know, you call me ‘honey’ so much, I’m starting to think of legally changing my name.”

51.“I’m not Nat King Cole, so I’m not gonna spell it out, but I love you!” 

52.“You are probably the only person in the world who can look this cute at 3 in the morning.”

53. “At least we are mastering the art of multitasking!”

54. Person A: “Your spawn is up.”

      Person B: “Hey, they’re yours too!” 

[hydra-collector]

Let Me Go: Chapter 5

AO3 

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Pairings: Intrulogical, Roceit

Characters: Logan Sanders, Remus Sanders, Virgil Sanders (minor character), Janus Sanders, Roman Sanders

TW: suicide mention, alcohol mention

Words: 671

Summary: hmm? whats this? introducing a new ship?

Note: Demiboy Janus

“I wish I had a relationship like y’all’s.”

Janus slumped against Remus, head looking up at their face.

“No boys wanna date me. They probably don’t like my face. Am I too ugly?”

“Nah, Jan. You could date us. Whaddya think, Lo-Lo?”

“Oh yes, Remus. I’d love to date someone who I’ve known since preschool and think of as a sibling.”

"Anyway, Janus, haven’t you been crushing on Roman since middle school?”

“Lo’s right. And for your information, it’s not one-sided.”

Janus got red in embarrassment, attempting to argue against this claim.

“I do not like him. Anyway, he’s bisexual… he probably wouldn’t wanna date me.”

“He’s bisexual-ish. And for the record, he’s told me he thinks you’re cute. He thinks your eyes are hot.”

“Really? Wait, no! Fuck you, Remus.” His cheeks burned red as he swept his coat up from the bench, seemingly with plans to return to his table. Remus picked up their phone and quickly began texting Roman.

chaos twin: janus admitted to having a crush on you

“Remus? REMUS!”

Janus snatched the phone from them and attempted to delete it, but failed before Roman texted back.

princey twin: WAIT WHAT

princey twin: JANUS

princey twin: AS IN BEAUTIFUL ANGEL JANUS

princey twin: DEAR GOD I HOPE YOUR NOT FUCKING WITH ME

Janus glanced over to where Roman sat. He was staring at his phone, curled up in the corner, and blushing. A lot.

princey twin: remus are you fucking with me?

chaos twin: theyre not

princey twin: who’s this

chaos twin: ,,not remus

chaos twin: that was janus

princey twin: WAIT DID YOU TELL THEM I LIKED THEM

princey twin: REMUS

Janus stared at Remus, looking between their face and their phone slowly.

“Fuck you.”

“You can’t be angry at me, you have a chance for a date.”

“I’m not going to be happy, if that’s what you want.”

“You’ll thank me later.”

Virgil had been watching, giggling throughout, exchanging glances with Logan. Soon after, the group had to head back to class, but lunch was not forgotten by any means. Janus and Roman were glancing at each other as often as possible, hoping the other wasn’t looking back. They met eyes quite a few times.

“Hey Lo-Lo.”

It wasn’t Remus.

He turned his head in the hall to see a tall senior, one of the annoying ones. By annoying, a jerk.

"You and your boyfriend gonna sob together? Gonna pout about how dumb your jump was? Bet you did it for attention. But, oh, look, you’ve got yourself in a wheelchair now and nobody cares.”

“Don’t misgender them.”

“Oh, that’s a fucking man. Don’t let him lie to himself.”

“C’mon, Logan. Let’s not deal with him.”

“Just gonna run away? My bad, roll.”

He sneered as Remus and Logan headed to English.

“I’m sorry, Remus. If I didn’t, no if I’d succeeded none of this would happen.”

“Lo, no. He just misgendered me! I should be apologizing to you, for letting him tell you that. And you once told me that whenever someone does something for attention, they do it for a reason. Maybe it’s selfish, but it’s often ‘cause they need it. You need it, love.”

They took Logan’s hand, warm hands comforting him.

“Thanks.”

During class, Logan rested his head on Remus’s shoulder, watching Janus and Roman trade looks.

“You could make a drinking game out of this. ‘How many times do they happen to look at each other at the same time.’”

“Nah, you’d be dead before the end of class.”

“We need to get them to go on a date.”

Remus turned their head away from the front of class to look at their boyfriend.

“Bet.”

“Operation…?”

“Ooh, an operation. Though probably not one on their insides. Operation… hmm. What’s one of Janus’s nicknames?”

“Sarcasm, Snakeboy, Deceit-”

“Operation Roceit, Logan.”

“We’re going with their ship name, are we?”

“You’ve gotta admit, it’s pretty perfect.”

“My partner, the absolute genius.”

“Nah, that’s you. I’m the dumbass of the relationship.”

“If you insist.”

[tamakisuwu]

— birthday boy. | shouto todoroki.

Shouto Todoroki x Gender Neutral! Reader

Summary : its your boyfriend’s birthday and you decided to suprise him!

Content : full on fluffiness , short-ish one shot.

Warnings : none :D

omg guys.. its our half and half’s birthday! I’m like omg. so since its his birthday, why not do a special one shot? I don’t have much to say but I just hope you enjoy!! （・∀・）

January 11, Saturday morning. It wasn’t just a regular Saturday morning– it was your boyfriend, Shouto Todoroki’s birthday! Of course, of course, you already had a plan in mind.

For today, you woke up extra early, why? well you had to do your plan of course. As you check your phone, immediately going to your contacts and texting your lover a small ‘happy birthday.’ Getting out of bed, you immediately went to your dorm’s kitchen, not even bothering to get ready. As you arrive to the kitchen, you start taking out some ingredients for a cake, you weren’t the best baker but you weren’t the worst baker either.

Stirring the ingredients together, humming softly as you did, you weren’t excatly scared that someone would catch you or anything as everyone had left the dorms to spend time with their own family. It was all luck really. As for you? well– you stayed back at the dorms just to do your plan. Although Shouto suggested that you come with him to spend his birthday with his mom and siblings, you polietly declined, making up some lame excuse, saying that your mom needed you and he respected that.

Putting the cake in the oven and setting up the timer, you immediately cleaned up the mess you made before going to your room, quickly taking out your gifts for Shouto. The first gift was something quite simple as it reminded you of him, it was a sweater with a red color on top while on the bottom, it was pure white. It really reminded you of his hair so you bought it.

The second gift was something more simple but it was more a of a cute and memorable gift. You had made him a memorial gift, filled with pictures of you and him. It had lots of cute photos but it also had some dumb and funny photos of you and him, you spent ages working on it but it was all worth it as you were excited for his reaction.

Taking all your gifts to the lounge area, placing them on the table as you arrived before hearing a small ‘ding’ signaling you that the cake was now cooked. Walking towards the kitchen, getting gloves and putting them on as you crouched down at the oven, opening the oven carefully before pulling out the cake. You placed the cake on the table, preparing the icing which was red and white– you then started icing the cake, putting all your concentration at it.

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After what seemed like hours, you were finally done. Your cake looking like Shouto, it had a mini version of Shouto like a chibi, at the bottom it read ‘Happy Birthday Shouto!’ with a small heart on the end. You smiled proudly at yourself, pleased with your work as you wrapped it up in a small box.

Once you were finished with wrapping up the cake, making sure to put a card on top as well as a ribbon, you immediately put it in the reaf. Walking back to the lounge, you sat down on the couch before picking up the gift wrapper to wrap your gifts.

You were now finished wrapping up the gifts, looking at them in happiness and excitement as you realized you had finished all the things that needed to be done for your plan to work but there was one more thing that needed to be done. Grabbing a small happy birthday card and a pen, you placed the card down as you began to write down what you wanted to say.

Hey Todo baby, Happy birthday!! I hope you enjoy your very special day and I also hope that you enjoy your gifts I have here for you. I just wanted to say this as well but even if you hate your father like a lot and you’re not excatly spending your birthday with him, I just wanted you to know that its okay! and you starting to open up to your left side makes me really happy babe. You’re so strong, kind, caring and loving, although you don’t show that, you showed it to me and you have no idea how happy that made me. You deserve so much Shouto, so so much that I can’t even describe it but what I will say for sure is that, I’m here to give you what you deserve and I’ll always be here for you. Happy birthday Shouto and I love you. - y/n.

As you finished writing down what you needed to write, you smiled happily as you read what you wrote before sticking it on top of the gift that had memory photos of you and Shouto. You looked at the time and gasped, it was 2 pm– you woke up at 8 am though! ‘Is that how much time passed?’ You thought to yourself before deciding that you should get ready as you had to give this to Shouto before dinner so that’s what you did.

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You glanced at yourself in the mirror, judging your outfit, thinking if you should change it or not. “Hm.. Not bad.” You muttered to yourself, slowly walking away and getting everything you needed, the gifts, the cake oh! wait! You quickly dashed into your room, getting a small, long box, opening it to check. It was a half heart necklace, one that had Shouto’s favorite photo of you and him. You knew he probably wouldn’t wear it but still, you never know.

Taking out your phone and texting his sister, Fuyumi. She knew about your plan as you told her about it so she knew you would be coming over to their house before they go to their mom.

y/n : i’m on my way fuyumi-san! i hope you guys haven’t left yet ಥ⌣ಥ.

fuyumi-san :) : Okay! and don’t worry. Me and Shouto haven’t left yet so its alright dear, we’ll be leaving in like an hour or so.

You sighed in relief, immediately walking over to their house. Their house wasn’t that far so it only took you 10 minutes to get there, though you had a bit of trouble carrying everything but you managed.

Finally arriving to Shouto’s house, you debated if you should knock or just wait but you then thought of an idea! You placed all the stuff you were carrying down onto the floor, taking out your phone and started texting Fuyumi.

y/n : i’m here! i hope you don’t mind, i just want this to be a suprise so is it okay if you get the door fuyumi-san? (≧∇≦)

fuyumi-san :) : Of course! I don’t mind, just wait for a bit, I’ll make Shouto go to his room.

You nodded before placing your phone back into your pocket, waiting as you stared at your gifts for your lover. You then heard a soft click, making you look up to see Fuyumi opening the door quietly. “Come in y/n, be quiet though, Shouto doesn’t know you’re here so you gotta be a bit stealthy.” Fuyumi says, giggling softly, making you smile at her as you carried the stuff. “Of course! Is it okay if I put these in the living room and hide myself while you call out Shouto?” You asked, tilting your head as you saw Fuyumi smile widely.

“Oh– I see a cute little suprise! Of course you can. You can hide in the closet behind our couch, its small but I think you can manage.” Fuyumi points out as she leads you to the living room to show you the closet. “Thank you so much Fuyumi-san. I’ll place them down now.” You said while putting down the gifts as well as the cake, arranging them neatly before placing the smallest box– which was the necklace at the top. You now looked at the elder girl, signaling to her that you were finished.

Fuyumi opened the closet door, making you walk towards it. You put yourself in a comfortable position as you looked at Fuyumi. “I’m gonna go call Shouto now, don’t worry, you won’t stay here for too long. Just stay put okay?” Fuyumi says, smiling at you, making you nod. She then shuts the closet door, making you peek out the creeks of the closet.

You waited for a few minutes before hearing some footsteps coming from your left side, your heart was now pounding fastly, you were nervous for what Shouto’s reaction would be. Will he like it? What if he doesn’t like it? What if its too much and– “What’s this?” A very familiar monotone voice that you know all too well says or more like– asks. “Ehm.. I don’t know, you’ll have to check it out so you can find out. I’ll go to my room to get something so don’t mess around too much.” Fuyumi says before walking away making you inhale softly, still nervous as to what Shouto’s reaction would be.

Shouto walked towards the pile of gifts and a cake– wait what? had his sister done this for him? but she already gave her gift to him this morning– so who had done this? Shouto got curious as he touched the gifts softly, tilting his head in the process. Then he saw the cake– the cake that was so elegantly done for him, just for him. Who had done ths? Why? Those were the questions that swirled around Shouto’s head.

Reaching his hand out to the very first gift he saw which was a long black box that had a small black bow on the middle. He slowly removed the ribbon before opening the box to find a necklace? wait– ‘a necklace?’ Shouto thought, removing it slowly before twirling the object between his fingers to find a photo. A photo of you and him smiling happily with you blushing softly as he kissed your crimson cheek.

Shouto gasped as he felt two arms wrap around him, in a firm but gentle manner. “Do you like it? You still have more gifts to open Sho.” He heard a very familiar voice say, making his head turn around immediately only to find soft lips he knew all too well hit his very own lips. The kiss was gentle but it was filled with so much love that it made Shouto’s pale cheeks go crimson. “I-.. l-love I’m–” Shouto says in between kisses as you kiss him endlessly.

You pulled away, smiling softly at him, his face red while his eyes held confusion, love, and adoration. You pecked his lips once more, grinning at him.

“Happy birthday, birthday boy.” You say, kissing every parts of his face making him go red once more.

Gosh, you just loved him to death.

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I apologize if its a bit short and rushed– I had to do something so its a bit rushed. lets go now and give our precious birthday boy some happy birthday’s 🥺. feel free to request as requests are open!! 💛💛💛

[sexy-trash-klaus]

till the end | five hargreaves

does this suck. I hope not. but probably

warning- language, it’s five I mean

word count - 2,012

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The end of the world was coming, and it was coming faster than you wanted.

When you first found Five in griddy's doughnuts, the world was ending in 8 days, but now the world could end any minute.

While the six Hargreeves children were arguing, (y/n) was actually bowling. Once she tossed the ball down the lane, she turned around and looked at the group.

Klaus looked up from the newspaper he was reading and smiled up at you.

"Not the perfect date you hoped for, (y/n)?" Klaus teases. Five glares at him while Luther and Diego were still talking, or yelling, about where vanya could be. "I never said with you!" Klaus defended himself.

"Look, whatever we decide, we need to find Vanya. And fast, okay? She could be anywhere." Lither said.

"Or here," Klaus finished. Everyone looked at him. He gestured to the newspaper in his hand, "look at this." He moves while the rest of the siblings crowded around him.

"That's right her concert is tonight." Diego commented.

Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your bowling ball when it returned. "You know (y/n), instead of playing your little game, you could help us over here." Five said sarcastically.

"Yeah, well, I hate to intrude but you guys should follow her lead. My manger says if you're not gonna bowl, you gotta leave," an employ came over to say. The older man, who you suppose is the manger, behind her, slams a pair of bowling shoes on the counter.

"Whose turn is it?" you snap to the team, making the teenager leave.

"Oh for..." Luther grumbles, grabbing the ball from your hands and throwing it down a different lane, starring dead at the old man.

"For God sakes, Luther. That was my own personal ball." You yelled.

"Who the hell brings their own bowling ball?" Klaus laughed.

You stomped right over to him and smacked him in the back of the head.

"Me, jackass. I don't even know how to play but none of you losers wanna teach me so, i'm going to over there and grab my-"

"Shut up (y/n)! I'll buy you a new ball." Five interrupts you.

You cross your arms. "Yeah, you better." you mumble and go over to grab a new ball.

You come back to Diego yelling at Lither again and you roll your eyes. Something about their dad, Five then joining in. You toss the ball down the lane once more and sigh.

"You know guys, maybe I can help." Klaus says. You turn around once more, to look at the bunch.

"Now's not the time." Luther argues.

"You never let him speak," you say. "Maybe it's something smart."

"Yeah, let him finish." Diego adds. "He saved my life today."

Everyone looks at the junkie, impressed. Klaus looks behind him real quick. Before looking at Luther.

"Is that true?" The big man says.

"Yeah, yeah, I did take credit for it." Klaus pauses. "But in fact, the real hero is Ben." And then everyone looks at him confused.

"Okay maybe it isn't something smart." You say.

"Today, listen." Klaus moves over in between you and Diego. "Today, he punched me in the face. And earlier at the house, he was the one that saved Deigo's life, not me."

"You're unbelievable Klaus." Lither adds once more.

"You want proof, is that it? All right. I'll give you proof." Klaus looks dead across from him and takes the bowling ball you were using, from the rack. (a/n: I have NO idea what that thing is called. BUT stick with me haha) "All right, show time, baby. Catch!" And he threw the ball, where it hit the floor with a thud. He looked down and grumbled.

"Why, just why my bowling balls!?" you say and sit down next to Five.

"Is there any way to silence that voice in your head that screams out to be the center of attention?" Luther glares.

"You know, I liked you a lot better before you got laid." Klaus snaps. Everyone looks at Luther, eyes wide. "Which was a complete, it-it wasn't his fault, 'cause he was ridiculously high, right? And the girl, she thought he was a furry!" He rambles.

"Stop!" Luther glares once again. Klaus mumbles a silent okay and Luther looks at Allison. "Allison, wait!" And they walk off.

You sigh sinking farther in your seat. "Hey?" Five whispers. You look at him. "How about you grab that ball and i'll teach you how to bowl." You smile and stand straight up getting the pink bowling ball Klaus has previously thrown. You come back to Five and see Diego and Klaus sitting next to each other in silence.

Five slowly makes his way towards the lane, next to you. He opens his mouth to say something, before getting interrupted by a bigger women and a young man.

"Excuse me! Excuse me, it's my son, Kenny's, birthday today, and, uh, wouldn't your children be happier playing with other kids their own age, assuming it's okay with your two dads." The women says. You smile holding back a laugh, while Five glares.

"I would rather chew off my own foot!" Five grumbles. You slap his chest.

"No, not even close to wanting to." You say, with a smile. Five looks at you, with a confused look. "Mine has a smile. People think it's nice." You whisper to him, only to have him roll his eyes.

"Let's go Kenny." The mom says, retreating back to their group.

Five looks around and grabs your hand. He moves to the lane next to yours. Hearing in the background Diego and Klaus' argument. "What'd you find?" You ask, in a small voice.

He open a part of the rack to find a tube. "How'd she find me?" He whispers. He stairs off for a second before returning. He sighs and digs in his pocket, getting a butterscotch rapper out, only to be a tracking device. "She's good."

"Handler?" you ask, the boy in front of you then nodding.

Five told you all about the Handler and his past. He told you almost everything about his past and what even happened while you knew him.

"Jesus." The boy opens the tube, then throwing it on the rack again, only to see a fortune cookie.

"Wow a cookie. I feel threatened." You say sarcastically. He turns to glare at you. "Open the damn cookie, Five," demanding, he does so.

He chuckles. "How many times are you going to say the word cookie?" he teases and hands you the fortune from the cookie after reading it himself.

'Time Marches On... Or Does It?' And then written under it an address.

"You're making me come with you, arent you?" You say, looking back up at him. He smirks and takes your hand once again.

"You know me all too well, dear (y/n)." as he teleports in front of a hotel. "Dear Lord."

His hand still in yours, he pulls you inside the small motel, in front of room 12.

"Five, I've been waiting for you," as voice days from inside, along with music. You look at him as he pulls you again, but into the room. "Ah and you've brought company." He takes his hand out of yours and steps in front of you.

You're eyes widen at the old-ish women tied in the chair with duck tape on her mouth. "Oh no, Agnes." You whisper.

"You must really like doughnuts." Five says, with a straight face. Agnes muffles a 'help me'. You give her a pity look.

"As well you, ms. (y/n) there." The Handler says, almost too calmly.

"Leave her out of this." Five says.

"It's been awhile."

"Three days."

"For you, maybe. But for me it's been a lot longer since i've seen those adorable little shorts." You scoff, making Five smirk.

"Lucky we both had time to heal."

The Handler sighs, standing and making her way towards you two. "Luckily, for both of us, time is the one thing my organization has an abundance of."

"Got your message, by the way." Five says, turning to you to get the note from you, then turning back to the Handler. "Nice packaging, but so much for Commission protocol."

The Handler grabs a chip and continues her way right in front of Five. "There's been a lot of changes since you left the Commission. You really did some damage." She eats the chip and strokes Fives cheek. "The briefcases were all but destroyed, to say nothing of the highly trained personal you killed."

"Holy shit, Five! What did you do? Blow the building up?" You exclaimed.

"That's exactly what he did, doughnuts! But, I mean, after all, what is an institution if not for-" The Handler began.

"I said leave her out of this! Now what do you want?" He barked. She turned back to him.

“To be happy.” She said. You rolled your eyes as she started to walk around. “To have a simple unfettered life, to do the work my superiors require. But you being here, well, it complicates all that.”

“Billions of people are about to die tonight!” Five snapped. Agnes whimpered. You look back over there and let out a sigh. Turning back towards the Handler. You put a hand on Fives shoulder to try and calm him down. He also takes a deep breath, “you can change that.”

“Tonight, tomorrow, so little difference on the scheme of things.” You moved your hand and shot the women a confused look. She sat down on the couch. “Not like doughnuts will know, but don’t you remember the Commissions raison d'être? What’s meant to be is meant to be, or, as I like to say, que serÃj, serÃj.”

“Bullshit in any language.” You pipe in. Five chuckles and reaches behind himself for your hand. You grab it and smile at the Handler.

“Why’d you call me here?” Five said, pulling you next to him, hands still together.

“I wanna offer you a choice.” She gave him puppy dog eyes. “Everyone’s going to die tonight, but unlike the rest of the world, you have a way out. You can abandon your family, and doughnuts there, and skip ahead to the apocalypse, take a walkabout for a few decades, wondering if i’ll come back and offer you a job again, or you can stay here, with doughnuts and your family, and die a horrible death. But why would you do that to you’re new girlfriend.”

“Not girlfriend,” you whispered and turned to him. “Five, you can’t go back there. She’s just going to be making you do all the things you escaped.” You let go of his hand.

”While you listen to her and weigh your options, just know your siblings are fighting for their lives without you.”

“You brought me here to pull me away.”

“Yeah, and she was supposed to die but, shame. Nice knowing you Five.” He grabbed you hand and teleported you away.

You guys landed right in front of the Icarus Theatre. He turns to you, letting go once again. “(y/n), you have to understand. I don’t want you in there.” Five says, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“But I don’t want you hurt. I want to go in there, I want to fight-“

“You don’t have powers, babe!” A small gasp escapes from you at the nickname. “I’m sorry, I just, I don’t want you hurt.” Five interrupted.

“Five, no matter what happens, i’m going to get hurt. It’s the end of the world.” Five turned around to the theater and looked back at you.

“I’ll find a way, and I’ll find you. I love you.” Five finished.

“You wha-“ Five rolled his eyes, cupped his hands and kissed you. You guys pulled away, the biggest smiles on your faces.

“Shit.” He whispers. “Shit. I gotta go!” He yells. “I’m sor-“

“No, don’t be sorry. Go save the world.” You give him a smile. He turns around and teleports inside. “I love you too.” You whisper, before sitting down, ready for the world to end.

[dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt]

Since you've done all odd numbers.. even numbers?

OH DEAR GOD OKAY THAT’S GREAT!!! Thank you so so much for asking, amazing Anon!!!!! :’D Here we gone, it’s gonna be long again, so it’s below the cut!! Click read more to learn more randomness about me!!! X’D [questions from here]

2.have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who?

Not exactly like me, no. That’s the good thing about art; nothing is the same! :D

4.would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

LMAO NO

6.how many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

Not many. I tend to distrust men more with physical harm and I distrust women more with emotional harm. I have… trust issues. I trust my frens and some of my family members and that’s about it. oof. ^__^”

8.who would you like to see in concert?

If I’m gonna be risking sensory overlord… Coldplay!

10.would you ever want to swim with sharks?

HELL TO THE YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDDDDDD

12.what was the last thing that made you laugh?

My Dad just brushed Ria our German Shepherd and came in COVERED in fur X’D X’D

14.have any pets?

YES!! Three dogs (Ria the German Shepherd, Granger the whippet, and Maude the mutt/Pomeranian-ish), three chickens (Haymitch, Cinna, and Effie) and two ducks (Peeta and Katniss). Don’t worry, we named the poultry after Hunger Games characters to be ironic, since we have no plans to kill them and they’re spoiled AF. X’D

16.do you have piercings? How many?

I don’t! I wanted some, but… eh we’ll see. XD

18.what are you craving right now?

Intimacy. :’)

20.have you ever been cheated on?

No. And if I ever am it will absolutely destroy me. So yeah, if my future partner is reading this, please just… don’t. Break up with me first, at least.

22.do you believe in true love?

Meh. Maybe, maybe not. I don’t know. I hope it exists though!

24.do you like the snow?

I’ve never seen snow!! I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT AND JUST FACE-PLANT INTO IT!!!!!!! :’D XD

26.is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

Kinda depends on the circumstances??? but it’s usually it is pretty cute! ^-^

28.go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

Six million pounds of space dust settles on the earth every year.

ummmm…. thanks, I hate it? XD

30.what color do you really want to dye your hair?

BRIGHT FUCKIN YELLOW. PIKA PIKA MOTHERFUCKER!!! >:D X’D

32.talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

I have this one bag that’s been with me since I was 8. It’s basically a glorified sack that creases every bit of clothing you put in it to hell and it has straps and rope ties and it’s navy blue and I love it!! :D X’D

34. what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

My own goddamn house. Had to bust a window and everything. X’D

36.what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

Okay so my Mum exclusively buys black socks. Just…. black socks that you can’t even tell apart, but I can’t wait till I can buy the most RIDICULOUSLY CUTE HECKING SOCKS ON THE PLANET. I do like wearing socks, I do not sleep with socks on, but I think they’re great!! :D XD

38.do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

It’s p small and it has lots of art I can actually appreciate on the walls and it’s got a low ceiling and kind of a comforting, dark-but-still-sunny den kind of vibe. The booths are actually comfortable. A lot of wood and smokey colours. There’s a slate fireplace crackling somewhere. It smells strongly of coffee and vaguely of liquorice. There’s a spot at the back that’s mostly hidden from site, the perfect place to curl up and read a book while picking on a muffin that was reasonably cheap but the size of your whole hand. Closest place to heaven on earth.

40.what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

Not being able to breathe. Pretty much, ya.

42.think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

Sam aka myriadimagines. And this song, idk why, it just reminds me of her.

44.do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

ASDFGHJKL ACTUALLY THIS THING THAT SAM HERSELF WROTE IS MY FAVE. I read it like a 2 years ago now and it still stuck with me and it’s so beautifully poignant I want to SCREAM. hello yes why are my friends so talented are they even REAL??????????

46.what are some of your worst habits?

I forget to eat and generally forget to take care of myself, I deny myself things I like for absolutely no reason??? I procrastinate everything, I bite my fingernails super low and also the skin around them bc I’m fuckin constantly anxious and can’t sit still, I overthink everything, I stay up way too late… honestly I could keep going, you get the point. XD

48.tell us about your pets!

OKAY SO. Ria is absolutely OBSESSED with her ball, and I mean OBSESSED to the point where she has no idea what to do with herself if you take it away and gets all anxious and whines and paces till you give it back. She constantly sheds and she does this sUpER CuTe thing where she wraps her front paw around your leg while you’re trying to walk and trips you. :))) Granger is either made of metal or a deflated pool toy and there’s no in between. She eats literally anything, including ants nests bc you know they must taste GREAT. She’s super stubborn. She gets smile wrinkles if you rub her neck. Maudie was rescue we got as a really small puppy. We only knew her mum but her dad must have been a Pomeranian bc she looks almost exactly like one. She has this thing where she bites you when you surprise her but really she’s a sweetheart. She’s mostly blind and deaf and has no idea where she is most of the time, I don’t think. XD The chickens are all idiots, the ducks are scared of me but still eat out of my hand when I offer them grapes. Haymitch likes to jump up on my back, Effie likes falling asleep on my lap, and Cinna pecks me a lot and leaves bruises but she lets me stroke her at night when she’s dozing off. :’)

50.are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

I think they can be funny… in small amounts. :/// Their laughs are pretty infectious, you gotta admit. XD

52.describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

Wariness and weariness and beauty and a fierce want to be loved.

54.are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

YEEEEESSSSSSS. An Ouroboros (either sealed or pulling away idk), a blank line of my arm so I can write how many days I’ve been without a relapse bc I need to be held accountable for my actions, a black square with colours bursting out, I also really love blackout tattoos???? I want a bird on my middle finger. :)))) And maybe a smiley face near my collar bone. The quote “what a marvel life is.” I also want the word “promise” on me somewhere, idk where. Maybe a feather somewhere too??? AHHHH SO MANY MY DUDE!!!!!! :DDDDDDDD maybe even a Southern cross but I don’t want to be one of those wankers y’know XD

56.what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

Star Wars, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Mulan, Into The Spiderverse. Basically just my favourites lmao. XD

58.if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

Neither, eesh. Maybe the past….?? Maybe…? I guess it’d be pretty funny to grab “I’m a girl!!!” Matt and shake some sense into his thick skull. X’D

60.what are some things you do when you can’t sleep?

Oh boy. Throw a ball at the wall and catch it, try to write, have a panic attack bc I should be sleeping, read, play Pokemon, listen to music, pat my dogs, possibly cry… world’s my oyster. XD

62.who is the last person you told a secret to?

My Mum.

64.what’s your favorite food?

🍕 !!!!!!!! :DDDDDD

66.three songs you were recently obsessed with.

this one - this one - this one 

68. three favourite old songs

this - this - this

70.worst possible time to get horny:

lmao when both my parents are home and I have no time to deal with ittttt… occasions like that are the only times I’m sort of grateful I can’t get a boner and give myself away. XD 

72.do you believe in soulmates?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I don’t believe any relationship is “perfect”, though. There’s always gonna be difficulties.

74.who was the last person you cried in front of?

Dad. Oof.

76.is it easier to forgive or forget?

Neither. :))))))) Forget… I guess?? But really. Neither. :)

78.do you have trust issues? 

*inhale*

Y E S

80.would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Nopeity nope nope. XD

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING, ANON!!!

[sociallyawkward--fics]

Okay, one, my boy Virgil showed up and I died??? I love him so much????? He's so good???? Two, look at Patton doing the things!! Three, Logan sweetheart. It's gonna be okay. Four, Roman, my dude, look at you being mature-ish!! And five..... Xy, my dude, my buddy, my pal, take care of yourself, sleep, eat, be healthy,,,,, you'll feel better and do better work if you're actually rested. If you don't take care of yourself I will come down there and make you do it!! Be healthy dear!! You gotta!! ~S

Lol I’m actually doing really well, but then I get lost in my work and I’m like “oh no. The sun is gone. I should eat food” and my cosplay friends call me out on it all the time because they see me posting editing progress on my story all day lol (one took the meme of like, the guy holding hands with his gf but looking at the other girls butt and the other girl was “editing photos for 8+ hours,” the guy was me, and the gf was “working in healthy increments of time”)

Also, the video was SO GOOD. There were so many important things talked about. 

I feel like Logan’s foundation has been shaken enough that we’ll get some good angst for him coming up. He’s got so much he’s gotta work through because he bottles it all up. That bottle’s gonna crack sooner or later, my boy, trust me. Trust Pat, he told you the same thing. The same thing happened in his room in Moving On. Is it bad that I want to see Logan’s bottle crack?

Roman is finally acknowledging that he has things he needs to work on and work out, and I can’t wait to see that developed, because like??? The fact that Thomas’s pride and ego has insecurity issues??? Really important to me, I love it.

And Virgil going to Patton and being like “please don’t make me out to be innocent and childlike and blameless because im Not” is like??? So important?? Like, it’s not him saying that you can’t call him cute and sweet and all that, but Virgil is not innocent or blameless, and so it makes him uncomfortable when Patton tries to turn him into that. He did lots of things wrong, and he acknowledges that, and he can also still do lots of things wrong because he’s anxiety and he can go overboard and be dangerous, so Patton making him out to be angelic probably really rubbed him the wrong way. And that probably took so much bravery for him to say because HELLO , anxiety, and I’m really proud of him standing up for himself and actually communicating what he needs. 

And I’d have to go back and watch it a second time to write something about Patton because I watched it when I was super tired and Patton and Virgil weren’t the biggest focus here, it was Logan and Roman, which I also love because they definitely need emotional arcs my poor boys have so many issues to work out, but yeah I don’t have anything to say about Patton yet whoops

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Angolmois 8 - 10 | BnHA 59 - 60 | Cells at Work! 9 - 10 | Planet With 9 - 10 | Phantom in the Twilight 9 - 10

Angolmois 8

“Hey! Kuchii and the Toibarai are fighting!” – Geesh, this sounds like a schoolyard fight! And yet, it’s because we’re here that I’m just going to sit on the sidelines and yell, “Fight! Fight! Fight!” instead.

Even after the sparring match, Kuchii is still holding his bulrush, LOL.

Uh, dude? Even in 1274, breaking into a fishing house and suddenly molesting a woman (or whatever you call whatever he was doing to the woman) is not cool, y’know?

Teruhi hadn’t appeared for half an episode until now…which just shows how minor she really is in the scheme of things, sadly enough…

How is sulfur used as medicine…?

BnHA 59

“He can do things an orca can do even on land.” – At least there’s something to distinguish him from Asui. Asui’s frogginess makes her best in the water, after all.

I love how Mera emphasised “I can sleep soon!” as being his top priority.

“A hot wind prison of flame and wind…” – That sounds kind of redundant, y’know?

Cells at Work! 9

“You’re not cut out to be a T Cell.”

Hmm…this really says something about the Japanese education system, don’tcha think?

The deception of the cell panels reminds me of Who’s That Pokémon? segments…like the top of a Jigglypuff or something. By the way, a pickling stone is a tsukemono ishi.

Planet With 9

I wonder, why do Benika and Yosuke have each other on first name basis? Is it kind of like “I’m not calling you ‘Hitsujitani’ because that’s what I know your brother as”? Or is it actually because they are close?

It’s a sheep! But it’s also a huge cotton ball! But-oh whatever. I can’t make up my mind on this, can I?

*the sealing begins*…then of course they have to show the Statue of Liberty, the sphinx etc. to show the breadth of the world and the sealing device…*sigh* Visual shorthand…

Oh, I just realised it went from giga -> tera. Hahaha, it increased in size so it...oh. Sorry. Dumb joke.

Phantom 9

“What a pain in rear!” (sic) – For some reason, I find that typo so funny, I’m leaving it as it is!

For some reason, Haysin using an iPad to communicate with his behind-the-scenes boy is kinda novel. And funny.

Choose a 3rd option – jump out the window, even when you’re still on the mend. What a glorious show…*smirking, but trying to hide it*

I just realised Ton’s red hair is the same as Luke’s red stripe. Not that Luke’s gotten more than just the stripe, though…

They’re only dealing with Magic Mirror at this point in the story??? Wuh???

Seriously, what is Wayne, if he’s not a ghost?

Where’d Shinyao’s glasses go???

The one thing more blasphemous than having reincarnation thrown into the mix when it’s already really messy with supernatural beasties and tech (not that I minded either) is…that Chris made Shinyao cry!!! Boi, you gotta pay for that!

Angolmois 9

I think I’ve gotten used to the filter over time…LOL.

Seriously, is Kuchii also good at shooting arrows??? Wuh???

Hehehe…Nagamine’s so hot. I’ve completely fallen for him after watching for a while, although the only real reason for it is his looks. He hasn’t done too much in the show, even though he seems entirely capable (dangit, Jinzaburou).

Still shots are a curse upon action shows, but unfortunately…here we go again…

I still don’t remember any generals’ names aside from Uriyan Edei, the rotund one…that’s a bit of a problem, isn’t it?

Have you noticed their objective always tends to be “land, treasure and women”, often in that order? History’s an annoying thing from a feminist perspective, eh?

This horseriding scene reminds me of the reveal of the Dosanko Shiraishi rode…the one in Golden Kamuy, that is. Not Angolmois’s Shiraishi, haha.

I only just realised Shiraishi said “head on a stick” because he’s holding a naginata, LOL. But it’s one of those naginatas made for men…

BnHA 60

There isn’t much suspense around Deku getting his licence, but Bakugo was actually a bit of a nebulous one. It’s a shame Mineta passed though…

What sort of Quirk would Yusa Kaito have, though???

I find it interesting that the word used for “you” in the ep title is the rough “temee”, as opposed to another alternative.

Why does this hero exam remind me so much of driving exams??? “Responsibility towards society” and all that…

“…proof that I’ve matured and it makes me so happy.” – That’s why I’m saying it reminds me of a driving test! Graah!

Tartarus.

Iida and his huge snot bubble, LOL.

For some reason, Deku’s shirt says shi-tsu (sheets) rather than shatsu (shirt). During a tense confontation, no less…

To have the status quo of your world changed so suddenly…and then have to hide the ripples it makes, and then have to hide the origin of it, is hard. That’s part of One Wish They Never Wanted, and I’m seeing it here, loud and clear. Of course, that story’s a lot happier than this one (BnHA), so the fates of those involved won’t be the same in the end…

Cells at Work! 10

Wow, we’re so close to the end…

All those shots of the heart come from the circulation episode…geez, talk about recycling…

Platelets! 10/10!

When that guy in the hazmat suit showed up, I imagined Spanish guitars. Like Tuxedo Mask in the 90s Sailor Moon…

So many platelets! 100/10!

Even more platelets! 1000/10!

If the monocyte doesn’t finish this huge Staphylococcus Aureus off…then this show wouldn’t be Cells at Work, y’know? As much as I’d like the show to surprise me, it’s better to know the cells are working as they should be rather than having something abnormal for the sake of surprise (even though I’d prefer the latter on most occasions).

Recycling at its best…or maybe worst? Hard to tell with this show.

Planet With 10

This horn(?) track – the one as Souya and co give final stares to the Excellency and Shiraishi - sounds really nice.

I just noticed Ginko and Shiraishi are very formal when they quote Sensei and the Excellency’s words. Makes sense considering their titles…

Did you notice it looks as if the spaceships are crying?

Oh my gosh…I guess I knew it had to happen..but there goes anyone who shipped Shiraishi with Souya.

Azurabarakura seems to be the word for “dragon” in one of their languages…

Phantom 10

Was that door even slammed in Luke’s face??? It was so poorly animated…

Stop talking about saving Shinyao and just save her already!!!

As much as I get these guys care for Ton, this possessiveness seems a lil’ yandere-ish. It’s mixed signals from a feminist perspective. Also, they did all this stuff a few episodes ago, we don’t need it again.

Why is Shinyao in a black dress anyway? Probably because of Sailor Moon’s Black Lady, right?

So, as Karandi guessed, it’s Shinyao vs. Ton…

Vlad sleeping while waiting for the kettle…for some reason, that’s real amusing to see. Probably because it’s a still.

Even though there are clearly lip flaps at times, they didn’t even put voices on a few scenes…That’s disappointing, show. Real disappointing.

Seriously? Shouldn’t someone call the cops for vandalism?

Lord of Gluttony? Is that Wayne’s alter ego? Why does the Lord act so much like Black from Kekkai Sensen anyway…?

“I’m the genius engineer…” But seriously, his name really is Backup??? Wuh???

Oh my gosh, chibi Wayne’s actions are so adorbs!

The next episode’s name roughly means “The Final Battle is in the Dark”. It’s not a complete sentence, so I can see why the subbers chose what they did, but still…

Angolmois 10

Oh dear, this ain’t gonna end well for Shiraishi…

I wonder if the Princess has a spiritual role on the island as well as her ceremonial one…?

My gosh, Teruhi does a better scary face than Chizuru (ReLIFE), I swear!

Was that dude Hokusai around during 1274…? Talking of waves reminded me of him.

I feel like Nagamine has his own agenda at this point in time…hmm, sketchy. Why do I always fall for the evil ones these days? (SPOILERS!) First zaShunina(Kado), then Chrom and Narek (DamexPri) and now Nagamine…(Spoilers over.)

Oh great. Is this MORE Mongols??? Find out…after the ED.

I just realised, but Kuchii has the scar on his chin from his fight with Shiraishi in the ED.

…Oh dear. I guessed it without even watching ahead. This show’s probably become too predictable. Oh well, I still have Nagamine to hang around for.

[brightnessrandom]

tagged by the dear and excellent @codenamedoctordamsel​ <3

warning: there will be rambling 

I. nickname?

brighty on here, sometimes megumes (rhymes with legumes)

II. gender?

female

III. star sign?

taurus

IV. height?

5′ 8″ 

V. favourite feature?

I kinda like my eyes? they’re a fun sort of hazel/brown/gold color and i just think they’re neat

VI. favourite colour?

difficult question as lately I have been oscillating wildly! today I have to say I’m feeling a bright, sunshiney yellow! yellow like sunflowers and cheer

VII. favourite animal?

....harder question bc animals were kind of my special interest growing up? hmm... can I say that my favorite animal to make fun of their digestive system has to be koalas. like!? idiots!! I cannot abide them. 

their eating habits are so stupidly picky that if the eucalyptus leaves are from the wrong region they say :\ guess i’ll starve then!! not to even start on the fact that they spend most of their energy trying to digest these stupid poisonous leaves. you know how koalas are cute and sleep so much? it’s bc they spend like half their energy metabolizing eucalyptus so they don’t get killed off by their favorite snacks. truly a marvel of nature.

VIII. average hours spent sleeping?

lately it’s been like 4-5 which is why I am quitting my job! (got a better scheduled job finally) I am so tired all the time! you know those people who say “oh haha yeah I have to get 8 hours or I’m not functional :))”? do they think I am functional? I haven’t gotten 8 hours of sleep in my life

IX. dogs or cats?

both are such good good friends but tonight I gotta say cats

X. number of blankets you sleep with?

as many as I can get away with. right now it’s still very hot here so that means start with like 1.5 and kick one off in the night. need me some blankets tho!

XI. what’s your dream trip?

I love travel of any sort but I really want to go to Jerusalem! I’m saving up to do a semester there and it is stupidly expensive

XIV. how many followers do you have?

138! picked up a few new ones lately. I love you guys!!

XV. how many pets do you have?

3! ish. I’m usually off at school, but at my Proper house we have squirtle the tortoise, hopscotch the bunny rabbit, and charlie the mutt (3/4 beagle, 1/8 poodle, 1/8 pug he’s very fluffy and loud and loud)

XVI. best places to visit in your town or country?

boy oh boy utah has got some sweet national parks and I cannot recommend them highly enough! arches and canyonlands and zion? love that red rock. I went camping down there with my friends for my b-day and these idiots were ?! cars!! this looks like cars!! it’s like lightning mcqueen could come around the bend at any moment!!!!!1! no. please. fools appreciate my state without bringing the pixar racing legend into it

also we’re in the middle of nowhere which mean no light pollution! we’ve got several international dark sky parks here where you can really get a good look at space. we spend a lot of time in space for how little time we spend looking at it?

XVII. favorite ice cream flavour?

lately I’ve been loving on chocolate? but historically speaking i’m a sucker for vanilla bean

XVIII. how often do you read

so much. a ridiculous amount. mainly fanfic bc i like my tropes and i like my aus and i adore the community 

XIX. favourite study locations?

study?? in my academic career???? it’s more likely than you think actually. traditionally executive dysfunction kicks my butt and we don’t get any textbook reading done, but I am a huge proponent of just talking about what you’re learning throughout the day and explaining concepts to people in order to find your weak spots. I do like the library if I’m having a good day?

XX. favourite book series?

stormlight archive yeah babey! but also legion 3 is coming out this fall and I had no idea? stephen leeds is my main dude??? i am one of the few people on this earth to have written legion fanfic and no one told me we’re getting another installment

I’m tagging no one but @milk-fighter bc he didn’t call in to writing group last week and i’m bitter

[honestlypeter]

Confessions |Spider-Man: Hoco|

Summary: Peter has a crush on fem!reader, and Ned is quick to think she likes him back. Peter, however, doesn’t believe him.

A/N: Aight, so this is my first fic for this fandom. Let’s do this. Quick thing, Flash is super dicky in this one, so be prepared. Like, not creepy, just hella dick-ish.

Word Count: 2633

Warnings: cursing, that’s it, and i barely proof read this

WEDNESDAY

         Peter, Ned, and Michelle were having an intense conversation about who would win: a shark or a personified tornado. Okay, maybe just Peter and Ned, because Michelle was reading her book; however, she would add in little comments every now and again. Usually, the comments would consist of insults, but Peter and Ned didn’t really mind, for she was their friend and knew it didn’t mean a thing.

“Look, all I’m saying is that a shark can’t go on land! Your argument is bogus!” Peter told his best friend, Ned.

Ned shook his head, ready to tell Peter that the shark would obviously win, because it had razor sharp teeth.

“The tornado is personified, meaning it can get hurt! It has feelings! And the small tornado would never stand a chance against a beast of the ocean!” Ned exclaimed, getting more frustrated as this conversation went on.

“Wait- we never said how big the tornado was. So you admit that if it was a big tornado-”

“Peter, shut up,” Ned said, cutting the other boy off. Peter rolled his eyes, about to continue, when Ned swatted his arm.

“Hey! What was that for?”

“Okay, don’t freak out, but (Y/N) (L/N) is coming over here, and you need to act cool,” Ned explained, his voice suddenly a lot lower.

“Dude, no way, why would she- holy shit, you’re right.”

Peter’s chest tightened as he saw the most beautiful girl in school walking towards him and his friends. As she got closer, Peter started breathing heavier, his mind swarming through all the embarrassing outcomes that could come from the interaction he was about to have. When she finally got to their table, which to Peter took years because it felt like he was watching her in slow motion, she sat down.

“Hey, you guys!” (Y/N) said, all eyes on her, even Michelle’s.

“H-Hey, (Y/N),” Peter squeaked, eyes widening. Puberty was going to be the death of him. The other two said hi, Ned giving her a small smile, and Michelle returning back to her book.

“Soooo, whatcha guys talkin’ about?” (Y/N) asked, seeming genuinely interested in their conversation,”You seemed to be pretty heated.”

“Oh uh- n-nothing-”

“Sharks and torandos! Like, who would win in a fight. A personified tornado or a shark.” Ned informed (Y/N). It was Peter’s turn to whack Ned’s arm for confessing to talking about such a stupid topic.

“Oh! That’s cool. Which team are you guys on?” wondered (Y/N).

“I’m on Team Shark,” Ned said confidently, proud of his answer.

“I, uh,” stuttered Peter,”I’m on Team Tornado.”

“Hm, interesting,” (Y/N) said, tapping her manicured nails on the table.

“Why is that interesting?” Peter asked, surprising himself, Ned, and Michelle, with how calm his voice came out.

“Because, well, how do I put this lightly? You’re both wrong.”

Peter and Ned glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes, both unsure of where the conversation was about to go.

“I mean, c’mon. Clearly, sharks and tornados would team up to destroy humanity. Haven’t you seen the cinematic masterpiece known as Sharknado? Sharks would be pissed that humans were in the ocean- because let’s be real here, we’re the ones infesting the waters, not them! They’re the ones that live- sorry, that’s a whole other conversation. Uhm, where was I?” Peter was about to help (Y/N) find her train of thought, but she got there before he could,”Oh! So, sharks would be pissed, and tornados are just ready to fight. Basically, tornados are the muscle, sharks are the brains, and together, they’re unstoppable.”

Ned’s jaw was dropped, Peter’s jaw was dropped, and Michelle simply looked impressed.

“But uh, I came here for a reason other than to school you on sharks and tornados. Liz is having a party on Saturday, and I wanted to invite you guys,” (Y/N) said, smiling brightly. But when they all just stared at her, the smile faltered and she quickly went to her own rescue.

“But you totally don’t have to come if you don’t want to! I mean, obviously, but-”

“(Y/N), we’re going.”

(Y/N) looked at Michelle, who had spoken.

“Okay! Awesome! Uhm- let me just give you guys my phone number and you can text me and I’ll give you the details…does anyone have paper and a pencil?”

Ned and Peter scrambled to search for paper and pencil, but Michelle already had the items out, so she pushed them towards (Y/N). Quickly, (Y/N) wrote down her number, before getting up and telling them all goodbye.

Peter and Ned stared at the ten digits in front of them.

“What the fu-”

Before the sentence was finished, the bell rang, indicating that lunch was over and to head back to class.

THURSDAY

“Dude, I swear (Y/N) has been looking at you ever since she invited us to the party,” Ned said excitedly. Peter glanced up at at the girl who sat across the lunchroom. She was, in fact, looking over at their table.

“Wha- no. She’s probably looking at you,” Peter told his friend, a frown on his face. There was no way the iconic (Y/N) friggin’ (L/N) was looking at the not-so iconic Peter Parker.

“Have you seen me? I’m like-”

“Hey!” Peter interjected before his friend could deprecate himself,”you are a handsome guy, Ned! You have just as much of a chance with (Y/N) as any other person.”

Ned smiled at his friend, feeling better about his appearance. Peter was right, Ned was quite a catch.

“Thanks, man! But honestly dude, she’s totally into you.”

FRIDAY

         Peter sat at his desk, working on his advanced geometry homework. Peter rarely hated being in advanced classes, but when it’s an advanced class that’s meant for the grade higher than your’s as well- it’s hell. To Peter, it felt like everyone was judging him, mainly because Flash always picked on him, which lead to him having a nerd reputation. So yeah, basically everyone was judging him, except for one person: You.

         The only reason why Peter didn’t bash his head open with his geometry textbook was because you were in his class. You were the perfect person. Kind, smart, funny, stunning, etc., etc. Every single adjective to describe you was always positive. Peter didn’t think he had  seen a single day where you weren’t smiling at people, and brightening their days.

         When Flash Thompson first started calling Peter “Penis Parker” you called him “Flaccid Thompson,” which shut him up as quickly as he had opened his mouth. From that point on, Peter admired you, which quickly became a crush.

         Finally giving up on his never ending geometry homework, Peter decided it was time to text you.

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

hey (y/n)! It’s peter! i was just wondering if i could get the deets for the party?? haha!

Peter, for some reason, decided it would be best to send the text and then reread the message. Dear God, he thought, there’s too much punctuation! Who types out that many exclamation points? OH MY GOD! Did I actually use the words ‘deets?’ Kill me, just kill me. Before Peter could plan out how to run away from home, you texted back.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Aye! Yeah, I got the deets. B)

Hold on.

Okay! So it’ll be at 1205 Lakeview Blv., and it’ll start at like 8, or 8:15-ish? Don’t know when it’ll end, but sometime late I’m sure. Ned already texted me and told me he’s going, but have you heard from Michelle?

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

i’ll text her real quick.

Peter sent a quick message to Michelle, reminding her about the party before getting back to (Y/N).

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

just texted her! thx for the info. i’ll be there!!

Peter needed to chill on the exclamation points.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Ayyye, just got her message. I’m so excited to see you guys there! And hey, if Flash tries to start any trouble, let me know. He’ll catch these hands (ง •̀_•́)ง

Peter laughed, wondering how such an amazing girl could be texting him.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Hey, Pete, I gotta go. Mom’s making me do the dishes. Sigh. But I’ll see you tomorrow :)

Peter groaned, not wanting to wait until tomorrow to see (Y/N). But he had to, and to pass the time, he figured he might as well work on more geometry.

SATURDAY

“Alright, be safe, have fun, don’t do anything too wild,” Aunt May reminded Peter and Ned, a smile on her face. Peter hadn’t always been the most social teenager, so seeing him go off to a high school party was exciting for her.

“Yeah, yeah. Can we go now, Aunt May?” Peter whined, becoming more and more impatient by the minute.

         Aunt May sighed before unlocking the car doors. Both Ned and Peter scrambled out of the vehicle (not before saying goodbye, of course) and hurried up towards the relatively large house on the hill.

           Peter was so excited that he was actually shaking. And apparently it was noticeable enough for Ned to tell him to chill out. When they walked into the house, the first thing Peter noticed was the lack of people, but quickly realized it was because everyone was in a group in the living room.

“Hey look,” Flash yelled out,”It’s Penis Parker!”

Everyone looked at Peter and Ned, which caused them to wave awkwardly.

“Why don’t you join us? We’re playing truth or dare,” Flash told the two boys, a cocky smile on his face.

The boys nodded, considering the fact that everyone else was doing it. Peter and Ned sat in the back of the crowd, but Flash quickly told everyone to move that way Peter was nearly in the middle.

“Since the doofuses were late, let’s have one of them go first,” Flash suggested. Peter’s heart dropped, knowing that Flash would probably use this as a moment to mess with him.

“So, Parker, truth or dare?” Flash asked.

“T-truth.”

“Okay, tell me now, and be honest. Is it true that you having a crush on (Y/N)?”

Peter’s face flushed red, as he stammered to redeem himself. But, Flash was relentless and continue to hammer Peter. That was, until, (Y/N) stepped in.

“Fuck off, Flash,”she said, a scowl on her face,”If he doesn’t want to answer the question, then I’ll take his place.”

Flash looked over to (Y/N), rolling his eyes,”Fine, fine, but you ruin all the fun. So, since Penis picked truth, you get truth.”

“Fair enough,” (Y/N) mumbled, a bit relieved that it wasn’t dare. She had no clue what Flash would make her do. The relief was short lived once Flash asked his question.

“(Y/N), I heard from Alec something very interesting, and I’m dying to know if it’s true.”

(Y/N) stiffened at the name of her ex-boyfriend Alex Westfield. Apparently, they ended on very bad terms.

“Get on with it,” (Y/N) told the boy.

“Alec told me that the reason you dumped him is because you prefer softball to baseball. Is it true?”

Peter was confused, what did sports have to do with anything? (Y/N), however, seemed to know what Flash was getting at.

“Shut the fuck up, Flaccid,” (Y/N) warned, clenching her hands so tight her knuckles were becoming a lighter shade.

“No, I’m not finished yet, (L/N),” Flash spat. Peter was still extremely confused, and as the tension grew, the more silent the room became.

“As I was saying,” continued Flash,”(Y/N) over here really enjoys swinging for the other team.”

The other team- oh shit.

“(Y/N) LIKES PUSSY!” someone from a corner of the room shouted. A few giggles erupted in the room, but it stayed mostly silent.

“Bingo!” Flash said, clapping his hands together, seeming thoroughly impressed with himself. Peter looked over at (Y/N), her head was hanging low, and she was visibly shaking. Slowly, she got up, fixed her dress, and walked out the front door. Peter quickly got to his feet, and chased after her, leaving the awkward room.

“(Y/N)!” Peter called out, chasing her down the road. For a girl in wedges, she sure could run fast.

“(Y/N)!” Peter shouted, finally catching up to her as she slowed down,”Are you…are you okay?”

She sat down on the sidewalk, feet out in front of her. Peter sat next to her and put an arm around her. She leaned into his chest, and quietly cried.

“I-I’m sorry Peter,” she whispered in between sobs.

“For what? You didn’t do anything,” he reassured her.

“F-For being l-like this,” (Y/N) explained, sitting up. She hated feeling like a mess, it reminded her how weak she could be. It felt, to (Y/N), that she always had to be the strong one in her family. Keeping face for her siblings during her parents divorce was one of the hardest things she had even done. (Y/N), not wanting to further embarrass herself, pulled out her phone and went on to the camera app.

“Jesus, I look like a raccoon,” (Y/N) sighed, trying to fix the mascara and eyeliner that ran down her face. When she was satisfied with her work, (Y/N) stood up again.

“I don’t live too far from here,” the girl told Peter, who was silently staring up at her,”Walk me home?”

Peter nodded, and got to his feet. He and (Y/N) walked, neither saying a word until they got to her house.

“So, are you wondering if it’s true?” (Y/N) asked as the pair approached her front door.

Peter tried to brush off what she was asking,”Uhm, wondering if…what’s true?”

(Y/N) gave her newfound friend a cold stare, basically telling him to cut the bullshit.

“…Yeah, I am,” Peter confirmed, feeling ashamed in himself. That wasn’t his business.

“Well, it’s true. I do “like pussy” as that one fucker said.”

“You sure do curse a lot, (Y/N).”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes,”I only curse when I’m being emo, but…that’s what you choose to focus on? I enjoy your company, Parker.”

Peter smiled at his crush, and made a mental note to never trust Ned again.

“Well I better go.”

“Before you do,” Peter paused to make sure she was listening,”Why did you take sudden interest in us? Like, Ned said it was because you liked me…Jeez, that sounds so conceited, but I mean…why us? If you didn't…”

“It may not have been you I had a crush on Peter,” (Y/N) told him, a shy smile adorned on her face,”But…oh hold on. My phone buzzed.”

(Y/N) checked her phone, and her smile got even bigger. She typed a quick response back, and giggled a bit. She put her phone back in her purse, and gave Peter a quick peck on the cheek.

“I’ve gotta go, Peter. Thank you for being so lovely.”

And with that, (Y/N) opened the door to her house and went inside, leaving Peter to his thoughts. As Peter walked back to the party, he made the (what should have been) quick connection to who she had feelings for, and honestly, Peter felt really stupid. Now that he was looking back on it, it was right there in his face.

(Y/N) liked Michelle!

[amassingeffect]

And still the ME2 Insanity continues!

I don’t want cryo ammo, I want that single point so I can upgrade Incendiary to 3... the thing that stops krogan and vorcha with fire. yeah, that

i don’t know who to take on this mission; MIranda’s a given but now I’m like, “Zaeed or Grunt. Shit shit shit.”

hm, it’s all vorcha and kroga, so regen is a big issue; Inferno Grenades is great for area effects but Grunt is a fucking tank with Squad Incendiary Ammo

okay, giving it a shot with Zaeed/Miranda; worst comes to worst I’ll reload and give it a shot with Grunt

my dear, beloved Cain, i’m taking the M77 with me; much as I love you, you can’t take out that damned Pyro around the corner

speaking of, A VORCHA  PYRO AROUND A BLIND CORNER LOW DAMNED BLOW

I feel like I don’t have nearly enough medigel

oh thank goodness a medstation; a whole 3 medigels. LOL

Jaroth dealt with, one down, two to go; time to go deal with the shutters and cry 

if I can, I’ll do the big room first., might as well get that misery out of the way

for the first time ever, I brought both squad members with me, idea being clear the rooms faster, keep Garrus alive faster

time for the Annoying AF Room, let’s see how it goes

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand dead XD that didn’t take long

WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT VORCHA COME FROM, THERE WAS NOTHING ON MY RADAR ARGH

Death x 3 goddamnit

HOLY SHIT IT WORKED: a wave came in, ran past them, hit the shutter button, turned on my Geth Shield boost and hunkered down in cover to chip away at them; the shutter closed before another wave spawned; longest 10 seconds of my life

why thank you missile launcher; 3 shots, Pyro dead and blown up, and took another enemy with him

SHUTTER ROOMS OF HELL DONE, GARRUS HEALTH 50-ISH %

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARM, IMMA KILL YOU, FOCUS ON ME AND STOP SHOOTING MY FUTURE BOYFRIEND

I really DON’T wanna pick up the Vindicator; I’m not a fan of it’s 5 round bursts; should have picked it up before the shutter rooms so I could swap it back for the Avenger

I honestly think that was the fastest I have ever cleared out the shutter rooms; even with dying, it only took about 5 minutes, not even *perplexed*

okay, Garrus has 25% health now JUST THE GUNSHIP TO DEAL WITH

oh thank GOD, Garrus’ health shot back up to like 75%

bringing both squad members with me was the best decision, so much easier and quicker 10/10 would recommend

time to do a round of the ship; i like to start at the bottom and work my way up

Upgrades, Upgrades gotta get the Upgrades

okay, fine, I  guess I can talk to the Illusive Man

off to Horizon; also, I love that little smile Mordin gets when you ask him if he has something

c’mon Grunt and Miranda; time to shoot and burn all the enemy combatants

forgot to switch back to the Avenger; yes I know I can pulse to get “full-fire” with the Vindicator, but I’d rather not

hahahaha, dying more on Horizon than I did on Dossier: Archangel

Dead x 6

nothing is more frustrating than squad mates who don’t follow commands; WHY DO YOU KEEP COMING BACK TO ME, I WANT YOU TO ATTACK THE SCION BEFORE IT BECOMES A PROBLEM

Dead x 8 because I think my controller is screwed up somehow since my squadmates only get commands half the time

Dead x 9 this is fucking brutal OMG

and we’re done for the day, last part of Horizon to be sworn at and finished later because I got some errands to run

starting to think I may redo the whole thing and save medigel as much as possible; Grunt and Miranda wouldn’t die so damn much if commands were fucking followed, good lord

[roseverdict]

1) Why did you choose your url?

This one actually goes back to…ohhh, the school year of 7th grade or so, so that'd put it at 2011/2012-ish. Either that or I'm still terrible at math and ages. xD I'm sitting in Spanish class, bored out of my MIND because the teacher refuses to move on until everyone in the class "gets it" and we've been stuck on the sort of stuff you learn from Dora the Explorer for MONTHS (and that's not even counting the previous year, where we got stuck on this same material AGAIN) and it's all because the same couple of kids think learning Spanish is stupid and refuse to do anything when you really really want to learn more than how to say color words and count to ten and WHY CAN'T WE JUST TURN TO PAGE 15 IT'S APRIL FOR GOX'S SAKE-!

Ahem.

The point is, I was bored and ADHD, so my brain went "haha 'rosa y verde' kinda looks like 'rose and verdict'" and then "HAHA ROSE VERDICT KINDA LOOKS LIKE A NAME" and then Rose Verdict as a concept lived in my mind rent-free until I started making online accounts for things.

2) Any sideblogs? If any, name them and why you have them

I have a couple, but the only one I really try to update regularly is @rosie-v-does-stuff, my art/miscellany blog. Haven't, uh…touched it in months tho aosjsosskskdn.

I have a couple of Prince Fluff RP-ish blogs (@patchy-boye-and-co @yarn-prince-suggestions) but the shame of losing my Kirby fixation without warning haunts me to this day and i haven't been able to bring myself to be active on them skdhskdnskdjd

Oh and. I made @disney----official just for a joke wodbsidnskdjsk

Also a vent blog but I'm not sharing the url because it's exclusively for me <3

there are a few more but at this point i just have them for archival purposes so they don't spawn a bunch of dead links sodjskdnsdk

3) How long have you been on tumblr?

I mean, I actively followed the exploits of one blog in particular starting in like 2014, but I never actually made an account of my own until 2016. We're in year 5, folks!

Shoutout to @transcendence-au for being an absolutely BALLER Gravity Falls AU btw!!!

4) Do you have a queue tag?

Yep! #how dare queue! The real question is "do I use the queue tag?"

The answer is no, no I don't.

5) Why did you start your blog in the first place?

Sometime in 2016, my 3DS internet browser stopped being able to access tumblr, and in my first big move of "being motivated by pure spite," I went "screw you, i'll make an account so I don't lose track of this blog I like!" and then I did.

6) Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

IT ME. IT ME AND I DREW IT. :DDD

i will physically fistfight the urge to hate my own stuff

7) Why did you choose your header?

Originally, it was a photo of a brick I thought was funny in my high school choir room- it had been painted by a previous graduate to look like a chain-link fence with a sign on it reading "WARNING: This is a fake brick. The real brick will be delivered shortly" or something along those lines. It has since evolved into, well…this. I found a gif by @xxxsarihartxxx and. welp. if anything could encompass this absolute mess of a blog, it's that. DOSJDOSNDKDJ

8) What's your post with the most notes?

I'm pretty sure it's…actually gimme a second.

YEAH so when my youngest brother Fridge was like 6 he drew some Undertale fanart on his LeapPad (sidenote, as someone who grew up on The Original LeapPad I feel so betrayed by leapfrog skdbsjxbsjxdb) and had me post it online. To this day it's my highest-note-ified post and I can't say I'm mad about it.

9) How many mutuals do you have?

heck if i know lol

10) How many followers do you have?

1915. dear snord where the FUCK did you all come from sodhskdjskdjdl 👁️👄👁️ (affectionate)

11) How many people do you follow?

1387 YEET

12) Have you ever made a shitpost?

A better question might be, when am I not shitposting? (fic and occasional art posts notwithstanding sixjskxdj)

13) How often do you use Tumblr each day?

Currently I think I spend a combined…oh, it's gotta be 4-6 hours between morning browsing, lunch break, and bedtime scrolling. This is an improvement upon my previous "terminally online" status before April and my new job started.

14) Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? Who won?

Sometimes the discourse monsters find me and I try to make my point(s), if for no other reason than to try and convince other tumblrites who might stumble across the thread, but generally, I try not to pick fights.

15) How do you feel about "you need to reblog this" posts?

Not a fan. If it's an important post re:world events or somebody's gofundme or something, I'd probably have reblogged regardless. Posts that're like "reblog if (funny thing)" are neat tho.

16) Do you like tag games?

heck yeah (even if i'm terrible at responding most of the time)

17) Do you like ask games?

HECK YEAH (even though i'm even WORSE about responding to these)

18) Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr Famous?

see, that's just it. I DON'T KNOW. i'll think somebody has thousands upon thousands of followers and then they'll post "100 follower special" or the other way around! yall should be tho, you're cool :D

19) Do you have a crush on a mutual?

*smiles in aroace*

20) Tags?

this would be the part where i'd knack my cruckles and tag people but i think my phone's on the verge of exploding as-is so uhhh CONSIDER YOURSELF TAGGED WODJSODNDDKDN

check-in tag!

thank you. @bitnotgood28 for the tag i appreciate it <33

1) why did you choose your url ?

i thought it was clever tbh

2) any side-blogs ? if you have them, name them and why you have them

nope i have no idea how they work

3) how long have you been on tumblr ?

well i’ve had this account for a while but i didn’t start actually being active until probably three to four weeks ago?

4) do you have a queue tag ?

i... do not

 5) why did you start your blog in the first place

i was banned on twitter so i finally figured out how this stupid but lovely app works <3

6) why did you choose your icon/pfp ?

pride month!! rainbow!!!

7) why did you choose your header ?

again, pride month. and larry because they are my loves

8) what’s your post with the most notes ?

this one comparing the umbro shirt to the blue bandana <3

9) how many mutuals do you have ?

um i’m not sure

10) how many followers do you have ?

umm i think almost 80 and idk why they follow me but they do and i love them

11) how many people do you follow ?

247

12) have you ever made a shitpost ?

ummm no? idk osjdidhd

13) how often do you use tumblr each day ?

probably too much

14) did you have a fight/argument with another blog once ? who won ?

i havent i’m afraid of confrontation :)

15) how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts ?

i’ll reblog it if i feel like it

16) do you like tag games ?

yes i love being tagged in things pls do it more

17) do you like ask games ?

yeah

18) which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous ?

all of them seem tumblr famous to me lmao

19) do you have a crush on a mutual ?

not romantically but if anyone would like to be friends i’m down

20) tags ?

um um @exzouis @whaleharry @quickpauseinconversations @thehornoftheunicorn @halosanchor (sorry if you’ve done it already no pressure!!)

[mlleecrivaine]

Who’s the Hot Blond? Part III

Word Count:  1,987

Warnings:  Splinting a broken limb, being in a small(ish) dark place

Author’s Note:  It took me forever to find an applicable gif for this post -.- Couldn’t find that I actually wanted. Oh well. Anyway, here’s part 3! It’s been a long time coming, but thank you for your patience; I’ve been a little distracted by writing my Scotty series The Part That Counts over on my Star Trek blog. Please enjoy, let me know what you think!

Other parts can be found here

Groaning, you opened your eyes to the darkness. You held your breath and listened. One other set of lungs breathed next to you. Every two or three breaths a soft whine rode on the air.

 “Benji?” You rasped into the room. As you blinked, shapes came together in the dimness. You sat in a tiny room with a grab bar around the perimeter. A pair of handcuffs looped through the bar, holding you in place.

 “Are you awake now?” he wheezed.

 “Yeah, I’m up, what’s going on? How’s your ankle? Are you okay?” You shook your head and took a pair of deep breaths to pull yourself into the moment.

 “Been better,” Benji responded. “Ankle’s murder. I thought I heard Ethan’s voice outside a little while ago, but he sounded calm so I was probably hearing things - ah…” he groaned. “My shoe’s feeling really tight…”

 “We need to get it off,” you grumbled, contorting your body to get your hands on your scalp.

“What are you doing?”

 “Have they been by?”

 “‘Bout twenty minutes ago? Might’ve been five, honestly, I can hardly think…”

 “Just try to relax,” you urged, feeling around on your scalp. You stubbed your fingertip and drew it back a fraction of an inch before returning and pulling the object from your hair. Rearranging, you arched your back and bore down on your shins to bring your mouth to the pin. Taking the ends between your teeth, you bit off the rubber covers before lowering yourself to the floor again.

 The end of the pin slid into the lock before you started picking it around.

 “You’ve got to get yourself out of here before they come back,” Benji wheezed, sighing in pain. “I’ll slow you down.”

 “Probably,” you agreed, heart soaring as the lock popped. You pulled your hands down, holding the loose cuff in your still trapped hand to keep it from impacting the bar. “But I already told you, that’s not an option.”

 Poking your pin into the lock on your other wrist, you opened it cleanly and discarded the cuffs on the floor before shimmying through the dust to Benji’s side.

 “I’m gonna get your hands here first, alright?” you murmured, pressing your palm to his forehead and then his cheek. Your hand came away wet with sweat.

 “Works better if-”

 “I know, I know,” you retorted, squinting to see his cuffs in the dark before starting to work at the first lock.

 Benji moaned in pain. His breath cascading over your face clued you into just how close you actually were to him. Tearing your eyes from his hands you looked down just as he looked up from where he ducked his head. You were maybe two inches apart at the nose.

 “I know this is an inappropriate time, but thank you for not leaving me,” Benji breathed.

 “Yeah,” you nodded, pressing the pin to the side. The lock popped and you simultaneously breathed a sour-breathed sigh, grinning at each other.

 You passed the cuff around the bar and pulled his other hand to your chest to get to work. Benji dropped his other arm to his hip and hissed a breath.

 “We’re gonna stabilize that next, alright?” you promised.

 “How are we going to get out of here?” Benji whined. His head tipped onto your shoulder for a split second before he lifted it again, leaning it on the wall. “Sorry, it just really hurts.”

 “I know.”

 “I keep tensing it up’s what it is.”

 “I know,” you heard the lock click and you pulled the lock from his hand, discarding it and giving his hand a squeeze before moving down his body to his ankle. “I’m going to remove your shoe. I need to you try to stay quiet.”

 Benji nodded and you looked around the room. A stack of rectangular boxes stood in the far corner.

 “What’s in those?” Benji wondered, following your gaze.

 “Let’s find out,” you muttered, scooting across the floor and taking the box off the top of the tower. It weighed next to nothing. You opened the flap and looked down into the cardboard. “It’s empty,” you confirmed, wishing you had your knife on you. “Alright.”

 You crouched back by Benji who sat panting while he watched you.

 “Relax,”. You urged as you curled your body around the box, trying to muffle the ripping sounds as you tore it into its twelve pieces.

 “I’m trying,” Benji panted, holding a breath and licking his lips.

 “You said you heard Ethan outside, right?” you asked as you stacked the pieces by size.

 “I’m pretty sure I was hearing things,” Benji said, balling his hands into fists as you positioned yourself by his foot.

 “Just breath, alright?” you soothed. “I gotta work fast.”

 “I know,” he said, sucking in a breath and holding it.

 You pulled the bow out of the laces and eased them as loose as they’d go to expose the tongue.

 “Okay, here we go,” you breathed, cupping one hand under his warm calf and lifting the leg.

 Benji made a strangled sound in his throat before cutting it off and screwing up his face.

 With your free hand, you pried the shoe off his foot, applying as little pressure as you could.

 “I’m just going to feel it, okay? See what we’re dealing with.”

 Benji nodded, exhaling in a rush as you placed his foot back on the ground.

 You ghosted your fingers down the sides of his limb, peeling his 8-bit-life-bar-patterned sock off as you went. The pale white flesh bore dark blooms of bruising from the arch of his foot to the soft hair just above the ankle and there was a sizeable lump on the outside of the joint.

 “Shit,” you hissed. “You did a real number on it.”

 “You can still -”

 “I’m not bloody leaving you here; would you stop suggesting that?” you snapped, pulling your blouse off and lifting your tank top over your head.

 “Uh…” Benji’s eyes widened.

 “Sorry,” you grumbled, pulling your blouse back on and doing up the middle three buttons. You took your tank top in your hands and ripped it apart, separating the front from the back. You tore it again from the neck down once and twice, leaving you with six long shreds of shirt. “Can you help me?”

 “How?” Benji lifted his hands aloft, ready to go.

 “Hold these,” you said, placing two long box flaps double stacked on either side of Benji’s ankle so they ran from his heel to the bulge of his calf.

 Benji held the board in his hands as you looped a strip of shirt through the space under his knee, gently tugging it between his calf and the floor.

 “I’m gonna pull it tight,” you warned.

 “Not too tight,” he begged.

 “Not too tight,” you promised, twining the ends together and pulling them to close snugly around Benji’s leg and the boards. Benji winced hard and whined.

 “I know it hurts, but don’t move these,” you ordered, readjusting the panels. “You can let go.”

 Benji relaxed back into the wall.

 “Just another minute alright?” you said as you strung another cloth under his leg, shimmying it up to a point just above the break. “I don’t suppose you know where we are?”

 “Not a clue - ah!” he cried out softly as you pulled the knot tight.

 “Shh,” you gingerly laid a hand on his knee. “I need you to help me again.”

 Benji nodded and leaned forward.

 Doubling up the short flaps, you tucked them under the ends of the long ones so they guarded the sides of his feet. Benji whinged at the pressure.

 “Hold these,” you murmured as Benji took the planks in his hands. You whipped a shred around his foot and secured the boards there. “One more,” you muttered, easing the widest shred under the round of his heel, tying it so it would hold the planks still against each other.  Benji made another noise as you tightened it.

 “Alright, we gotta get you standing,” you murmured, shifting to crouch next to the man, slinging his arm over your shoulders. “I’m gonna tip you up onto your good leg, okay?”

 Benji nodded, hiking his good leg up as high as he could get it so he didn’t have far to go.

 “On three,” you braced yourself. “One, two…”

 You pressed up, bringing Benji to stand heavily next to you with a deep groan.

 “Grab this,” you guided his hand to the hip-high bar. He gripped it for dear life as you slipped from under him and moved to the door.

 Taking the knob in your hand, you held your breath as you twisted it. The bolt slid back and you pulled the door open a fraction, peeking through the crack.

 “It’s clear. Think you can throw a punch if it comes to it?” You stepped back to Benji and got under his arm again, easing him away from the bar.

 “I’ll have to make it work,” he panted. “Fuck this hurts.”

 “I know,” you squeezed his side where you rested your hand. “Let’s get out of here in one piece and we can get it fixed up good as new.”

 Benji made an amenable noise and hopped along next to you. You pulled the door open and poked your head into the hall, looking up and down the dimly-lit corridor. You were in one of a row of rooms, all with the doors shut. At the far left end was a set of stairs leading down, on the right, a set that went up.

 “Up or down?” you asked.

 “I think we’re already in a basement,” Benji panted, looking between your options. “But going down the stairs would certainly be easier.”

 “Can I leave you up here while I scout it out?” you asked, already ducking out from under his arm.

 “Please don’t get shot,” he mumbled.

 “Give me some credit,” you quipped, sneaking to the stairs and descending as silently as you could.

 The stairs doubled back on themselves halfway down to the next floor. You stuck your head around the corner and saw an even dimmer hallway full of broken things. Two old bikes, one missing a wheel, the other with a broken frame, leaned against the wall on one side and a pile of scrap metal lined the opposite wall. You crept down two stairs to see more, but it looked like more of the same. There was a single door at the end of the hallway. You glanced back up the stairs and hoped that no one would go for Benji while you checked this out.

 Tiptoeing down the hall, you reached for the doorknob. Before you turned it you listened. There were voices coming from within. You looked around at the trash on the floor, hoping to find something akin to a cup. Finding nothing, you pressed your ear to the wood and listened.

 “Atlas will be expecting payment,” one voice said. You recognized the language immediately to be Spanish.

 “I’m sure he will be, but we need to see the product first,” the second voice was, unmistakably, Ethan’s.

 “When Atlas expects payment, he expects payment up front.”

 “No product, no payment.”

 You backtracked and flew up the stairs, taking them three at a time.

 “What’s going on down there?” Benji asked as he saw you take the last steps in a leap.

 “Ethan’s downstairs,” you said, crouching under Benji’s arm and supporting him to start moving. “Downstairs is a dead end, he’s at the end of it. What do you want to do?”

 “Did it sound like he was in trouble?”

 “It sounded like he was sticking to the mission -”

 A harsh clanking noise came from three rooms down. You exchanged a look with Benji.

 “You didn’t happen to hear Jane down there, did you?” Benji asked.

 You crunched up your face.

“I didn’t.”

Tags:  @vintagevalentinexx @texasblues

If you want to be tagged, let me know!

[katyaton]

Hey get ready for more info abt me than you prob wanted to know

Tagged by @rubynovare <3<3<3

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people. <--- who the heck has that many people to tag ...

LAST…

Drink: Yorkshire gold tea

Phone call: The dentist office

Text message: My sister

Song you listened to: You Will be Found - Dear Evan Hansen Soundtrack :’)

Time you cried: Hmmm like last week cause of classes ...

HAVE YOU…

Dated someone twice: I’ve barely dated so me dating someone more than once is laughable. 

Kissed someone and regretted it: Kinda

Been cheated on: No. Again I dont date so things like this dont happen

Lost someone special: Yeah

Been depressed: I have depressive moments, but not enough to be diagnosed as depressed.

Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope! Im surprisingly good at knowing when to stop

Made new friends: Yep!!

Fallen out of love: No. Never fallen in love so again, not an issue

Laughed until you cried: Yes, several times!

Found out someone was talking about you: Yes, both in the good sense and the bad

Met someone who changed you: Yes! Mostly people from college, a few from sports, a few from work/internships

Found out who your friends are: I guess?

Kissed someone from your Facebook list: Well, kinda. I mean they kissed me first ...

Kissed a stranger: NO

Drank hard liquor: haha yeah it’s my go-to. It gets the job done quickly and if you make cocktails its super tasty!

Lost glasses/contact lenses: Glasses all the time when I was younger!

Turned someone down: Only like 3 people 

Sex on the first date: No. I would have to know the person at least 4-5 months, and we’d likely have to be established friends before even dating ... 

Broken someone’s heart: I think?

Had your heart broken: Not in the romantic sense, no.

Been arrested: No, lol, but had a busy body neighbor threaten to call the cops on me and my friends one time ...

Cried when someone died: yeah

Fallen for a friend: Not romantically, but platonically? YES FOR SURE

Kissed on the first date: If I was really feeling it, I would. I’ve done it on the cheek, though, does that count???

GENERAL

List 3 favorite colors: Royal red, light green, lavender

How many Facebook friends do you know in real life: Pretty much all of them? I dont accept people I dont know, although I am still friends with middle school people from a long time ago so I guess those count since we haven’t talked since then.

Do you have any pets: One cat!

Do you want to change your name: Sometimes. I have a really common name so it can get annoying, but then I think about all the paperwork id have to do and im like .... yeah maybe not. 

What time did you wake up: 8:30 am

What were you watching at midnight last night: House of Cards

Name something you can’t wait for: This summer to be over

When was the last time you saw your mom: 20 minutes ago

What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: stop freakin procrastinating oh my goddd

What are you listening to right now: the sounds of my struggling air conditioner

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: More than likely? Statistically one of the cashiers, nameless strangers that I conversed with, or long forgotten peers had to be named Tom. What kind of question?

Something that is getting on your nerves right now: My procrastination!!!

Most visited website: This blue hell site, then netflix, then youtube

Mole/s: Just one

Mark/s: Scar from doing the butterfly stroke and scrapping my hand on the wall of the pool, scar from stitches on my chin cause i was running around on all fours like a horse and tripped (age 9). I think that’s it?

Childhood dream: Singer, Vet, or Astronomer

Do you have a crush on someone: Nope

What do you like about yourself: I’m super chill

Piercings: Just one in my ears

Blood type: O+ (why do you wanna know, lol) But it does kinda suck cause I can give my blood to all the + blood types but can’t really receive from any types other than O+ or O- (aka why red cross has hounded me for years to give more blood after the one time I did it)

Nickname: Katya, tater tot, terminex, Kate

Relationship status: Single

Zodiac:Libra

Pronouns: She/her

Favorite TV show: Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, House of Cards, Yuri on ice, avatar the last airbender, legend of korra, downton abbey, black mirror

Tattoos: None. It would have to be something super special for me to get one

Right or left hand: Right handed

Surgery: Just wisdom teeth

Hair dyed in different color: Not right now, but dyed it red-ish for the first time last summer and a tiny bit of that still remains

Sport: Swam competitively year round for 7 years ... just do it for leisure now!

Vacation: No im doing year round school cause who needs a vacation! *sobs*

Pair of trainers: You mean tennis shoes? Yeah I have several pairs

Current and all-time best friend name: idk my bffs change as the years go on. I have several right now,

Eye color: blue

Favorite movie: I have a lot ... inception, napoleon dynamite, misery, into the wild ... i know there are more but that’s it for now!

WHICH IS BETTER?

Hugs or kisses: Hugs, but only with people i really know, otherwise I find them kinda awk.

Lips or eyes: Eyes 

Shorter or taller: I personally prefer being taller, but either is fine cause it’s not like a person can help their genetics!

Nice arms or stomach: Nice stomach! Gotta get that rippling 6 pack

Sensitive or loud: Sensitive

Hook up or relationship: Relationship

Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

Yourself: Ah, not as much as I should, but it can’t be helped

Miracles: In rare instances. I mean, sometimes there really are things we can’t explain away with math and science.

Love at first sight: No. But in fanfic it’s super nice!

Santa Claus: Well not now, lol. I did when I was younger, though.

Tagging (I will always feel awk doing this but my love of oversharing beats my insecurities, so just let me know if you dont want to be tagged/want to!): @alipiee @mygeekcorner @burglethyturts @ramigo @rollertoasteroflife @dramaticviolins