#And sometimes he sneaks Number Two in there and they experiment together

[vdoesstuff]

More things the Straw Hats can do

Usopp: Can make a MEAN sandwich. This man has spent several years experimenting and researching how to make the perfect sandwich and he DID IT. He calls it the "Master Sandwich".

Nami: Can juggle. Taught herself using tangerines when she was little. Can juggle up to 7 various objects, including but not limited to tangerines, knives, stuffed animals, and plates.

Luffy: Can fit his entire foot in his mouth. Without stretching. Will not hesitate to show you.

Zoro: Can sew. Like really, really well. Luffy's only shirt is ripped? Take it to Zoro. Nami's gonna sneak into a rich person party and pickpocket everyone there? Here's a ball gown. No one knows where he learned it.

Brook: Can use echolocation by clapping. His eyes (not that he has any yohohohoho) can't see that well, because they don't exist, so sometimes he resorts to echolocation if he really just can't see.

Sanji: Can draw anything from memory. Like he can look st something and like a day or two later be asked to draw it and it will be the most beautiful drawing ever.

Chopper: Knows the entire periodic table of elements. Long story. Don't ask. He can recite the atomic number/weight/whatever of every element. "Hey Chopper Hydrogen" "HYDROGEN. #1. 1.008."

Franky: Gives some of the best dating advice you will EVER receive. The amount of couples he's gotten together with his advice is mildly impressive.

Robin: Can pick up skills really quickly. Came in handy when she wad on the run and needed to learn how to fish or hunt or something. Learned how to juggle just by watching Nami.

[jpnriikicore]

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paring theo raeken x fem!reader, word count 727, genre fluff and angst, music recommendation older isabel larosa authors note my favorite writing piece 🫶🏻🫶🏻 ( masterlist )

you knew that scott mccall would never like the idea of his little sister hanging around with theo. so, you snuck around together pretending that you hated one another around the pack, but only you two know that was far from the truth. the pack would never speak to you again if they knew that you was with somebody like theo raeken. you find a thrill of sneaking around beacon hills tiptoeing around the pack.

he wasn’t so sure about your relationship in the beginning afraid you was too young, but you promised him with the classic saying "I’m mature for my age, age is just a number." which was true. you had to mature faster than most. always been told that you was an old soul. you had to take on more burdens and responsibilities. you started working at the ice rink at fourteen to help with the bills. he’s eighteen and your not even old enough to have a drivers license yet.

when theo first came back into beacon hills he didn’t actually believe you would be so dumb and naive enough to fall for his manipulation. his original plan was to make you fall for him to gain trust among the pack. if the youngest had full trust with theo then everybody would follow.

of course he didn’t plan on becoming so immersed with the youngest of the pack. he is so enamored with you. that he couldn’t follow his plan. he couldn’t risk hurting you. he would set fire to the world if you asked. kill anybody who threatened you.

he didn’t mind keeping your relationship under wraps. of course he got jealous of any guy who spoke to you. it was unusual that the poor guy would get threatened or maybe even killed. the murders count went up in beacon hills after he arrived back in town by just simply eliminating any guy who spoke to you. they just mysteriously disappeared the next day.

after all the supernatural shit happened in this town you needed a break. you and theo plan to get out of town for the summer. being with theo makes you forget about the massive weight on your shoulders. soon, scott will leave for college and you will have to step up and take responsibility for the supernatural of this town. soon, everybody will leave. you would never get a normal adolescent experience.

and with the your father being back into town didn’t help either. you were certain you heard your mom weep the other night because of it. you couldn’t stand listen to her be sad. the same old harsh feeling you had for him as a kid rosed to the surface once again.

theo parked his truck outside of where you work, the ice rink. all of his attention on you, as he wiped your tears that were falling from your beautiful eyes. the heavy raindrops hitting the outside of his truck matching how you feel. his thumb comfort rubbing your cheekbone.

"everything will be fine," he whispered, his hand finding it’s way to cup your bare thigh. his thumb rubbing smoothing circles on your warm skin. his cold hand and rings send a shiver down your spine.

to be honest he wasn’t convinced himself that everything was going to be fine. he knew that the supernatural in town was taking a toll on you especially after the nogitsune possessed you. after scott "killed" the dark kitsune spirit he possessed you for quite some time. sometimes you believe that the kitsune still lives inside of you. you enjoy the misery that you cause others now. thoughts that you didn’t have before now rise to the surface of your mind.

you should have stopped stiles and scott from going out late at night to find a stupid dead body, but instead you gladly agreed on going. where everything changed. where scott changed. where stiles changed. where you changed.

he kissed your lips tasting your salty tears that has slipped off your face onto your bare thighs that your sundress has failed to cover. "everything will be fine, i promise."

his forehead gently touched yours. you smile and flutter your eyes closed at his touch. your hand reached up to hold onto his bigger hand.

everything will be fine as long as you have, theo raeken by your side.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2023

[citystars]

(★)―――includes: octavinelle dorm

(★)���――synopsis: relationship headcanons

(★)―――warnings: none! If anything pls tell me <3

Azul!!

Azul is the kind of person who genuinely cares about getting to know you. He takes notes on his phone, jotting down your interests, likes, dislikes, and everything you share with him. It's his way of showing how much he values you and your unique qualities.

Azul is someone who thrives on love and support, so he appreciates it when you shower him with affection.

Whenever his gaze falls upon you, he can't help but wonder how he got so lucky to have you in his life. It's as if he's constantly in awe of the fact that he managed to capture your heart. Sometimes, when you catch him staring, he can't help but blush and become a bit flustered.

After a long day, Azul becomes incredibly cuddly. He seeks comfort in your arms, finding comfort in the warmth and safety you provide. It's during these moments that he truly feels at peace.

When it comes to dates, Azul loves to spoil you by taking you to fancy places. He wants to create memorable experiences for both of you. And when he's feeling particularly romantic, he'll kiss your hand or gently brush his lips against your knuckles, a gesture that shows his admiration and affection.

While Azul enjoys spending quality time with you in private, where he can truly be himself, he also takes pride in showing you off to the world. He loves to see you shine, so he often gifts you beautiful jewelry or accessories to wear. Additionally, he enjoys bringing you to the lounge where he works, allowing you to hang out and spend time together in a relaxed environment.

You are one of the very few people whom Azul trusts enough to reveal his merman form to. It's a testament to the deep connection and trust he feels with you.

He cherishes the moments when he can share this part of himself with you.

When it comes to food, Azul can't resist your cooking, even if it may be a bit high in calories. He appreciates the effort and love you put into preparing meals for him, and he savors every bite.

Lastly, Azul is the type of boyfriend who loves to surprise you with little gestures that show he's thinking of you. For example, he might bring you flowers in your favorite color simply because he saw them on his way back. These small acts of thoughtfulness are his way of reminding you how special you are to him.

you two share a sweet, yet corny and comfortable relationship you both plan to cherish for a long time. You're his safe place

Jade!!

Jade is seriously the most patient and loving person ever. I mean, seriously, he treats you like you're royalty.

And let me tell you, he always knows when something's not right and can practically read your mind.

But here's the thing, even though Jade can predict your every move, they can't resist your cute reactions.

He's not just all talk, he actually shows his love by giving you head pats. I mean, who doesn't love a good head pat?

Jade loves to surprise you by sneaking up from behind and giving you hugs.

If you ever need a butler, he totally up for the job.

Jade spoils you with so much attention and affection. It's like you're his number one priority.

He also loves giving you small gifts. It's like he's the king of thoughtful surprises.

He will give you discounts at the lounge, maybe even free drinks

Oh, and let's not forget about the hiking dates. Those are a regular thing with Jade. He loves taking you on his hikes, especially if you're into mountains and all that nature stuff.

Jade is like your personal bag holder. He carries everything for you, even if it's just a little handbag.

He enjoys discovering you peacefully dozing at your desk, allowing him the opportunity to gently tuck you in and bestow upon you a tender goodnight kiss.

Before each outing, he thoughtfully presents you with a bouquet of vibrant wildflowers, a gesture that never fails to bring a smile to your face.

So, you've got yourself a real gem. Jade, he's patient, loving, and always there for you.

Floyd!!

Floyd is... something

He loves to shower you with hugs whenever he sees you. We know he also has a thing for giving you the silliest nicknames.

But one of the most adorable things he does is spin you around every time you meet. It doesn't matter if you've just seen each other or if you're in the middle of a conversation when he arrives, he'll run to you and spin you around.

This can sometimes confuse the people around you, and it may catch you off-guard (which he absolutely loves), but it's all done out of pure love.

The sound of your laughter and the way you squirm around to get down brings him so much joy.

When he finally put you down, they always end the interaction with the sweetest kiss he can muster before running off, feeling fulfilled and already looking forward to seeing you again.

He also enjoys surprising you with kisses, and he loves cuddling with you.

He even enjoys swimming with you in their eel form, which can be quite a unique and fun experience.

However, it's important to note that he can be possessive and slightly aggressive toward others when it comes to you. Floyd wants you all to himself, which sometimes leads to him being a bit rough with anyone who tries to come between you two.

Floyd is like a shadow, always sticking to you wherever you go - between classes, at the lounge, during lunch, you name it. It might seem a bit intense, but hey, you're the only one who can keep his mood stable for long periods of time.

And boy, does he love to dance with you whenever he gets the chance! He wants the whole world to know that you're his. You've got an eel plushie in your room, and he's got a shrimp plushie in his. It's clear that you two are a perfect match. No matter what you do, it only makes Floyd love you even more.

A/n: Jade's and Floyd's parts were short I sorry for who was excited about the twin I'm not great at writing for them -Astra☆

[buried-in-autumn-leaves]

college Nate and Everett please please please :3

LMAO HIII <33

I was just yapping ab this in the notes of one of my other posts but college is when they both have to admit that not even THEY can handle each other. This post will be formatted as a badly written and unedited drabble fic 🥰 Mostly from Eve's perspective, so like some of my story for Nate gets lost here but I'll probably post about that at some point.

(Content Warning for Mentions of Drug Use) (It's just weed, Nate has a bad experience and talks about some of the symptoms that are overwhelming him.)

It didn't surprise anyone when Everett and Nate end up going to college together– No way Nate was going to let his best friend NOT go to college, it was important. Them going to the same school would just make it easier for Nate to keep an eye on him.

They weren't expecting it to be so much different.

Nate is busy more these days. Everett sees him sometimes, hunched over his desk as he falls asleep. He hears him leave before sunrise, not bothering to wave– He won't wave back anyway.

It's embarrassing, the way he misses the way Nate used to look after him. Things as simple as waking HIMSELF up instead of waking to Nate shaking his shoulder feels bitter.

And then the grades start coming back.

He hides them– Obviously. He can't admit to Nate that he's failing, can't admit that he's probably going to get expelled by the end of the year. It would be one thing if he was just slacking. Had he been failing due to just not doing the work, maybe it would've FELT less like failure. But this? To genuinely be trying and just not being good enough? That hurt.

He makes the decision to drop out within maybe four months of starting– It's probably longer than anyone else thought he would last. He swears he can hear Shiloh's god awful passive remarks all the way in the dean's office.

"What are you doing?"

"...packing."

This... this is probably his fault too, huh? He could've warned told him. Could've torn Nate away from his notes and books long enough to say something– ANYTHING. Maybe, if he'd done that, there could've been a proper goodbye.

But like we said, Everett isn't smart.

"Please just stop yelling-"

"What is wrong with you?! All the work you did- Hell, all the work I did!"

He argues back, of course– He's still himself. He yells. He rants about how he'd never wanted to go here in the first place, about how if Nate really cared he would've noticed how much he was trying, really trying.

When Everett storms out, he tries not to think about the fact that his entire world just collapsed underneath him. He calls his mom, convinces her that Nate is this awful monster who only cares about himself. She defends him, to his bitternes, because how couldn't she?

Everybody loved Nate.

When he goes back to the dorm that night to get his things, Nate isn't there.

He'll pretend that doesn't upset him either.

It's almost six months later when his phone rings.

'Unknown Caller' my ass, as if he could ever fucking forget that one. It's practically engraved in his brain: One of two numbers he ever bothered to memorize. He tells himself that unless Nate is on the line to APOLOGISE, he's hanging up. He doesn't quite believe himself anymore.

"What the fuck are you rambling about?"

"I can't- They said it would help but- Shit, I can't breathe right-"

Now, whatever you were thinking, Everett Gray has a backbone. He does not tell his friends that he just remembered something he had to do for his mom. He does not leave the party in a rush he struggles to keep under control. He does not sneak back onto that hell of a college campus and into Nate's dorm. He does not acknowledge the fact that his stomach is in knots. He does not spend that night sitting at Nate's side, letting him lay his head in his lap and reminding him that no, the room is not spinning. You're safe.

Because why would he do that?

Nate is... less than pleased when he wakes up. It's Saturday, he has no excuse to immediately leave, avoiding the awful awkward conversation that's staring him down right now.

Nate Lawson does not ASK for things– He takes them. He commands any room he's in. He knows how to control people. He does not beg.

And yet...

"I want you to stay."

"We're not good for each other. For anyone, really."

"I could be better."

And maybe that's not what they said. Maybe there was more arguing, more yelling. Maybe someone cries. Maybe they don't speak at all, too awkward to start. (After all, remember who we're talking about.) But they'll understand each other.

They always have.

[venus-haze]

Happy 1 year, Battie! I’m so happy for you dude 🫶

If it’s okay I was wondering if you could do a headcannon for Mickey Altieri X Ghostface!Girlfriend!Reader by any chance? (I’m delusionaly obsessed with him) so like how he’d be with his S/O if she was also a ghostface?

Again, CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!! <3 - cj

Hey CJ! Thank you so much🖤 I absolutely love this idea oh my god! I hope it's okay I went with a gender neutral reader for this!

Mickey Altieri x Ghostface!S/O!Reader Headcanons

Warnings: Corruption, murder, violence, mentions of sex but nothing too explicit. Do not interact if you're under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.

Mickey hadn’t meant for you to find out when you did, but you showed up to his dorm unannounced, and when you saw the Ghostface costume, the voice modifier, the knives–it didn’t take long for you to put two and two together

He didn’t want to kill you, that was never part of his plan, but neither was you offering to help him in exchange for your silence. He was calculating, initially setting his sights on you because you were the member of Sidney’s friend group he liked the most, figuring dating you would be another way to worm his way into her life and offset suspicion. You seemed normal, but then again, so did he

You start off small, making the phone calls while he makes the kills. Mickey assures you it’s untraceable, and you start really letting loose with the voice modifier and unlisted number protecting your identity. Some of the things you say and hear do stay with you afterward

Killing makes your boyfriend way too horny to even begin thinking about regrets, though. He'll drag you to the nearest hiding place, sometimes not even making it to either of your respective dorm rooms to ride out the adrenaline from what he'd just done

Soon, the anticipation of fucking Mickey after a kill overtakes any sense of reason. You start to wonder if you’d feel the same way he does when he kills

“Hey Mickey,” you ask quietly one night after a kill, his room quiet except for the sounds of your breathing, “what does it feel like when you–you know?”

“When I what?” He knows exactly what you’re talking about, but he wants to hear you say it, and you do, cautiously, your voice barely above a whisper as you’re terrified of what saying it out loud means for you, “When you kill someone?” 

“I don’t think I can describe it. It’s something you have to experience yourself, baby,” he says, a grin spreading across his face when you say, “Maybe next time I can do it, then”

The next kill is yours, it’s someone not entirely important to the overall plan that he and his other mystery accomplice have in mind, but they saw too much one night and are still a risk. Mickey warns you, though: no backing out and no second thoughts, either you kill them or he’ll kill you both

Mickey makes the call, and you linger outside the mostly empty frat house. You can hear the target’s voice raising, his voice shaking as he threatens the unknown caller. Taking this as your signal, you sneak in through the open backdoor

You follow the sound of the guy’s voice, slinking down the darkened hallways to catch him by surprise. You can hear him clearly, him and Mickey. When you knock on the door, just as you and Mickey planned, you can hear your boyfriend’s modified voice say “You should get that”

You knock again, harder this time, and the door swings open. The guy has no time to react before you drive the knife into his chest, leaving it there for a few agonizing moments as you come to terms with what you just did. Finally, you pull it out and then stab him over and over, a frenzy overtaking you as his blood pools beneath his body on the floor

Pulling the knife from the body for the last time after you finally got a hold of yourself, you didn’t even hear Mickey come in until he whispered “Oh fuck,” from behind you

“You did so fucking good,” he says breathlessly. There’s not much time to celebrate, the two of you have to book it out of there before anyone notices

As soon as you get back to your dorm however, it’s game over, and he’s on you as soon as the door’s shut. “You’re a natural, baby,” Mickey praises, kissing you with the same intensity he did after he made kills. You get it now, fully and completely, the remorse you thought you’d feel is nonexistent, instead, you elicit a moan from your boyfriend when you tell him you wanna do it again

[plasticfangtastic]

Quiet Rooms

A Homelander fanfic

A/N: solely inspired by the one line of Homelander liking Smash Mouth from the S4 clip, also I have no idea where the lab that held Homelander is located. Hopefully we will find out in s4 but I decided it's still located in the state of new york.

Tags: fluff, depressive, young Homelander, Jonah Voguelbaum trigger warning, mirrorlander is here.

Sypnosis: Jonah realizes Homelander is feeling down and decides to act like a parent for the first time since he was a wean allowing the boy to experience some child-like wonder.

word count: 3K approx.

It had been months since he’d first debuted, his life had been given a new spark, a world full of new experience every day before bedtime, of new things to try and see but more often than not he was surrounded by unfamiliar faces– nameless shareholders, marketing heads, costume designers, photographers but above all… fans.

But they were strangers.

The outside world had been bigger than he’d anticipated, no matter how high he flew he never touched the ceiling, he would fly until the air thinned out and faded all together, the earth did had a limit tho– it would loop beneath him after a couple minutes of flying yet it still felt endless compared to his bedroom, soon enough he had been given new shinier confines, everyday since his debut and specially due to his freakout at the shareholders meeting he’s been keep on a leash, Madelyn would come and entertain him from time to time but whenever she came it seemed she had 2 things in mind work and well… other things… but no matter what he was still going straight from the tower back to the lab, he’d been promised that when he turned 18 he’d be allowed to stay in his new confines, but in the meantime he still had to go back home.

Sometimes he wondered if Voguelbaum will be upset if he took a detour before coming home– if he stopped by for a couple more minutes atop of a mountain or walk thru a park just to enjoy all these new smells and sensations, would he be mad if he came home covered in mud and twigs? Would he get yelled at and given time out?

But as he looked at the other teenagers wondering about with their friend groups around New York he couldn’t help but to wish to join them, sometimes he would get closer from the roof, practice a line that he would never deliver in hopes to befriend these strangers but the voice in his head told him all he would do was embarrass himself, ask him what would they do if they found him lame? Sure he was The Homelander! A superhero! The Superhero! but he also had begun to notice that he was awkward, without his friend he couldn't take the lead, he wasn’t the confident one of the two and his friend loudly refused to help him here. 

So he stayed on the rooftops watching.

At home, he at least had the comfort of the familiar, he’d be decontaminated, his suit removed and he’d be changed to his white loungewear, he’d be served dinner promptly at 7 pm and be allowed TV or book time till 10 pm, here he knew there was no risk of embarrassing himself or saying the wrong thing, sure they weren’t his friends but he knew orderly James would always hung out for a couple minutes after picking up his dinner to ask about whatever book he was reading, and how nurse Catherine would sneak him candy and talk to him a bit after her visitations, nothing he’d said to them ever resulted in mockery.

He couldn’t say the same about those in the tower.

Everyday he’d seem to be performing worse, he could hear Mr. Marathon mocking the way he talk down the hallway, hear some assistant complain about his costume, the irritation on Madelyn’s team when he took too long to make a decision, Edgar and Jonah arguing about how much money the company was loosing and how they shouldn’t have rushed his debut, Madelyn disappointment when his numbers still weren’t up to part… It worsens every day.

He’d sat in his bed reading when the door opened at an unusual hour.

“What are you reading?” Jonah said softly, Homelander looked up to catch him not wearing his white coat, he’d looked as if he had driven straight from home.

“The Children of Henry the VII” John muttered softly, lowering his book– you bought it for me last week, remember?”

“Oh, my bad I got you a whole stack didn’t I? Hope you haven’t finished them all already”

Homelander put his book aside, standing up, pulling his shirt in hopes of straightening all the creases.

“I haven’t… is everything alright?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“It's 9:43 pm. You don’t visit on Thursdays anymore– your daughter Sonia has ballet practice on Thursdays.”

Jonah looks at the clock positioned behind Homelander and wonders if the boy has been counting the ticking of the clock to time himself instead of looking up. Jonah scratched his chin and forced a smile.

“I heard you've been feeling a little down lately, Nurse Micheals told me you seemed a little unenthused these past few days.”

Homelander felt his cheeks reddened, wishing Catherine hadn’t said a thing.

“She said you’d been wanting to go to the pictures.”

They'd also mentioned how he’d been eating less and been sleeping more lately, he had become less chatty which had begun to worry the doctors in his care as he usually liked to converse a bit before experimentation or during his lessons.

What had dragged him out of the office and straight to the lab today had been a phone call from the head of security who’d asked if something had held John back an hour, he who was a punctual and obedient child never in his 17 years been tardy for anything even when he was a baby he’d followed his scheduled.

Jonah hated admitting it but he found it perturbing, Homelander was finally given some degree of independence and for the past few months he hadn’t done anything to lose trust nor privileges, so this felt urgent.

The world couldn’t survive a bout of his teenage rebellion.

So he drove on his day off straight to this compound, sure to have run at least 1 red light on his way here.

“... I… did I do something wrong?” His voice is quiet, soft even if puberty has deepened quite a lot.

“No, no, no” He can help the slight panic in his voice, taking a big leap to take him by the shoulders, his hand firm against him– I was thinking maybe we could go for a drive, I have a surprise for you, we are all so worried about you… your happiness is of utmost importance to the team.”

Homelander eyes beamed with curiosity, his nose working double time to see if some special treat was on its way but it was only bleach and stale air conditioner but that still didn’t wash away his curiosity.

He follows Dr. Vogelbaum worries when nobody hands him his suit in the decontamination room, instead he’s given a pair of civilian clothing, he looks around for permission to wear these alien clothes, the clothes look too big for him, they both think. Jonah would chastise the doctor who picked these up later but now he wanted to hurry up and deal with his wife later.

The air is chilly and the buzzing of the generator tickles Homelander’s ears, the underground parking is lit poorly at night he notes, the fluorescent lights don’t burn as bright in here, not as obnoxious like in the lab.

Jonah keeps the conversation at minimum, his mind elsewhere, Homelander who much preferred to fly still enjoyed the drive, whether Dr. Vogelbaum realized whether or not this was the first time they had ever been in the car alone… no drivers, assistants or doctors– just the two of them.

The faint smell of women’s perfume, stuck to the leather seats, the rattling of a leftover toy car rolling back and forth underneath his seat, the hair-tie left over and dirt that doesn’t belong to any soil around the compound, this was his personal vehicle, it made Homelander’s heart flutter, thinking he was in the same car as Jonah’s other kids, he smile lightly enjoying the warmth in his chest trying to contain the giddiness inside him.

“So what’s worrying you lately, John. You know you can always talk to me.”

Homelander’s smile faded, the world flying by so slowly it was unbearable, he wriggled in his seat squeezing at his sleeve.

“You've never been home late before… Did somebody keep you back?”

“No… I was… I was just sightseeing… sorry I didn’t mean to worry you… I promise I will be on time tomorrow!” Homelander panicked thinking he would never be allowed outside anymore– I… am sorry, Dr. Vogelbaum” He was starting to tear up– I promise not to worry you!”

“Is alright, John. I hadn’t considered how boring it must be for a young boy to go to a thousand meetings all day every day– it drives me nuts! I should’ve been more considerate… You must be so exhausted from all that… thought we could do something fun.”

Homelander had no idea what to say, before those fun activities were relegated to the lab, or in the tower in recent days, so he had no idea what this could possibly be.

“Where are we going then?”

“The pictures, son.”

All his worries vanished as his tender heart heard that three letter word, they talked a bit about work, allowing himself to share some of his worries about the rest of The Seven.

“You have to be assertive, John. You are meant to be their leader, so assert, show them who's the head honcho.” He spoke with the same paternal tone he’d given his son the other day after losing his last football game– "you won’t get anywhere in life if you let those under you know they can walk all over you.”

Homelander felt he’d listen to the one true gospel.

Before he knew it they arrived at the nearest town by the compound, the town was quaint and a little dead at this hour, Hoemlander began to wonder if any cinema would be showing films at this hour.

The town cinema was an old building, lights illuminated the marquee, they only seem to be showcasing a small selection of films based on the few titles across the white illuminated board, a few movie posters decorated the walls beside the entrance where a ticket box laid in the center, Jonah parked right on the front, a couple people walked past minding their business as Homelander emerged from the car.

“Is empty.” Homelander had scanned the entire building seeing none of the rooms were occupied– it's close isn’t it?”

“I thought it would be best if we had it all for ourselves– Is one of the perks of owning a cinema chain, John.”

The girl in the ticket booth smiled nervously, it was already past the end of her shift but when your manager gets a call from corporate saying that the owner is coming to visit, you keep your mouth shut and stay back– so she stared at the pair as they approached.

“So what you’d like to see, John?”

Homelander looked at the list behind the girl.

“Hannibal…?”

“Oh no no that’s not appropriate, John… you’re still not 18 yet.”

“What about ‘Bridget Jones Diary’? I think Ms. Teeger was talking about it with Nurse Choi” Jonah’s grimace was enough of an answer– Pearl Harbor… Ben Afflect is pretty good… never seen him in a bad movie…”

Jonah looked at his wristwatch mentally preparing himself to sit thru a 3 hour film, knowing he’d be home past midnight.

“Everybody is raving about Shrek! Been full rooms non-stop this week.” She says with a charming smile– It’s pretty funny.” 

Homelander ears perked up.

“Isn’t it a kids movie?” Jonah asked.

“I want to see it! I never… I've never seen a 3D film…” He said with a meek voice.

Jonah for a second saw a glimpse of a much younger Homelander, he’d promised to take him see ‘Toy Story’ after seeing an ad for it on the television but that never came to be, with a touch of guilt in his system Jonah shook his head in defeat taking his wallet out as the girl begun to print their tickets, she stared at the 50 dollar bill as the pair left without taking their change, Jonah keep his hand on Homelander’s back keeping him straight as he saw his nose wrinkle, the aroma of flavacol too strong for the young man, thick syrups and salted pretzels were both as enticing as they were revolting, his excitement began to dwindle as he approached the counter, the 30 something year old manager look at them with a mixture anxiety and discomfort, his eyes darted at Homelander unable to shake the feeling the young man look faintly familiar, he brushed it aside telling himself this was just a millionaire wanting to spend some private time with his kid, or at least he hoped it was his kid.

“What can I get you, buddy?” The guy spoke with his finest customer service voice.

Homelander looked shyly at the menu board feeling a lot smaller than his physique was, he felt like a ten year old being asked by Doctor Kim if he wanted to try ice cream or sorbet for the first time, he felt overwhelmed by the salty stickiness of the popcorn oil irritating his sinuses.

He looked hesitantly at Vogelbaum but his words echoed back, so he took charge and cleared his throat.

“A large Dr. Pepper and popcorn… please.”

“He’ll have a medium diet coke and popcorn, too much sugar and you won’t get any sleep John. Don’t want to hear Nurse Catherine complain about your glucose levels” Jonah says firmly– "I'll just have a coke and…” He scans the selection– some twizzlers.”

“Could… could I have a pretzel too?… am a little hungry…” He felt embarrassed to ask but if Dr. Vogelbaum said it wasn’t okay to order things he mustn’t doubt his judgment– just a salted one…”

Hearing that twang of disappointment touched a cold heartstring for Jonah, John wasn’t a little kid anymore, he would be 18 soon, but as he made that sad expression all he saw was that sweet kid from before… All he saw was his little girl sad that her daddy refused to listen to her again.

“... you got any cinnamon sugar ones left?”

“Sure do, sir.” He looked at the pair and worried about what was going on. Never had he seen a teenager so meek, he wished they all came like that instead of the feral beast that patronized his establishment.

“Don’t tell Nurse Catherine I let you have this much sugar after 9, it be our secret” he whispered.

Homelander carried the tray without difficulty, ignoring the curious eyes of the manager who was still uncertain if his face was familiar or not.

The room had been freshly vacuumed but the stench of spilled soda permeated in the air– yet for once Homelander didn’t mind, he glided towards his perfect seat just in the middle of the aisle, high enough that the screen was perfectly positioned before them and even with the projector, his ears picked up the worker as he quickly finish setting the projector, putting the film and clicking on his computer to make sure everything was in working order.

“I… I forgot to ask the lady but what’s this movie about?” Homelander asked as he took a short sip of his diet coke.

“I have no idea. When you get to my age you don’t pay attention to kids' movies unless you take your kids out.”

“Should've picked ‘Bridget Jones Diary’…” He mumbles.

“John men don’t go watch Romcoms on their own unless they have a girl with them. Maybe one day you’ll bring a lady friend and sit thru it– trust me chick flicks are a modern day form of torture for us men.”

Homelander who had heard Ms. Teeger and Nurse Choi talked about it and seemed quite excited, it didn’t sound lame in the least… altho most of it was fawning over Hugh Grant, so maybe he made the dull plot bearable.

He nodded and took a bite out of his pretzel, moaning with delight at the sugary treat, his head snapped forward when the trailers began.

Nothing they advertised caught his fancy, altho he wouldn’t say out loud about wanting to see ‘Harry Potter’ as if he hadn’t voraciously consumed the book a few years ago… something about a boy living under the staircase got to him.

The screen turned a pale blue and violet as the ‘Dreamworks’ logo got his attention, whimsical music played over the speakers as a book open as a man with a weird accent narrated a story of dragons and true love, before he could sink in his seat with embarrassment a green hand ripped the page and a weird smile crossed his thin lips as a weird green creature came out the toilet, his ears perked up as a catchy tune that he knew would be stuck in his brain played, before he knew it he was laughing at fart jokes and even Jonah couldn’t help to snicker at the montage.

He smiled so much both from awe and fun as he heard the ogre and the Donkey’s banter, every scene had him hooked.

It made him anxious, it made him giggle, it made him excited, it made him feel hopeful.

It made him almost envious of the kiss shared between Fiona and Shrek.

Maybe one day he’ll meet his princess.

But he loved it.

Jonah didn’t really paid attention to the film, he watched Homelander most of the time.

Wondering what’s going on in his head, wondering why this movie enthralled him so much, that was quite a smile that he’d never seen before… not a smile he’d seen in years.

Even if he was beginning to grow tired and he knew the drive back would be dangerous if he didn’t get a coffee somewhere.

He was glad the boy was enjoying himself.

And John was glad to spend the time with Dr. Vogelbaum.

As the credits began to roll, Jonah stood up eager to leave but Homelander stayed firmly planted in his seat.

“what?”

“I just wanna know who sang the first song” He said with a grin.

“... I’ll wait for you outside…” Jonah left, leaving his half-empty cup and twizzlers on the seat.

Homelander found himself in a quiet room, trying to remember the lyrics of that intro song.

It would be stuck in his head for days.

Even alone in this room, he still could feel Jonah’s presence beside him, his cologne and his breath still lingered.

He’d buy him the ‘astro lounge’ album soon after.

As he sat in the concert hall trying to shake that annoying brit off his mind, he looked at Ryan and pictured a rather quiet room, all the meaningless faces faded away and it was just him and his boy listening to Smash Mouth play.

“Y’know the first album I ever got was theirs?”

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

“Why?”

“Don’t tell anybody but… Shrek is my favorite movie– have you seen it?” he said into his ear– I saw it with Doc– with my dad when it came out.”

It felt bitter but he still hadn’t gotten around telling him about the lab… about his childhood just yet…

“No. Mom didn’t like cartoons… she told me her favorite movie was “Bridget Jones’s Diary’ but she said I had to wait to be a bit older to watch that.”

Homelander chuckled sardonically.

“Y’know… I never seen that one either… let’s get Ashley to get us the blu-ray and we can have a movie night when we get home” 

“Are you sure I can watch it?”

“Don’t worry you’re old enough now.”

He ruffled his hair as his favorite song began to play, turning to give the band his full attention looking forward to Movie night, wondering if he should clear a cinema for the evening just as Jonah had done for him.

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

With TF2 being a main focus again, I’ve decided to at least write my self-shipping stuff for fun for myself!

Although Excavator will likely star in future writing and/or comics, I have to admit I have more fun just slapping myself next to Medic because that is self-love to me. So the lines may blur a bit

Edelweiß (TF2 Storyline)

How did this happen? Excavator wasn’t sure herself. Seeing as Medic threw his hippocratic oath out the window, he isn’t the most reassuring. Yet they developed a close-bonded friendship with each other.

Excavator is the one who usually throws Medic a bone the most on the battlefield (and sometimes literally too). She’s fended him from near death experience many times. Her help extends in her free time to care for the baby baboon nursery and some voluntary projects.

Archimedes has taken a liking to the digging woman. She shares her sunflower seeds with him. There isn’t a day she doesn’t ask for him when seeing Medic.

It wasn’t until Archimedes had heard Ex open up about her feelings for Medic. Medic was intelligent, charismatic, energetic, surprisingly patient with her, incredibly dreamy… Archimedes spoiled this secret to the doctor!

At first, he thought it was endearing she found someone like him to be gush worthy. He might’ve playfully flirted with her in amusement to surprise her. But it’s not long until he realizes he felt the same way.

Excavator is his best friend. Ex always put him first and supported his dreams. But he also felt his efforts to protect her were fulfilled with being taken for granted. She was very sweet yet a force to be reckoned with. So much that factored in his deep-rooted affection for her. A grounding force for his racing mind.

Medic and Heavy already dated in the past, so he was worried of ruining another work relationship becoming awkward. He took the risk anyways, and luckily for him, everything turned out far better than expected.

Edelweiß (Modern AU)

Medic has cheated the devil before, so he WILL do it again! He not only lives in the same modern day as me, but he doesn’t look like he aged at all. Nothing genetic rewiring and black magic can’t fix! Doing so has allowed him to sneak into being a doctor again in a new state. He carries out his medical mysteries at home which may or may not include copious amounts of stealing for materials and tools.

We bump into each other in the middle of a HomeGoods. Although he got in to escape the cops in the evening, I’m just looking for a lamp to put in my new apartment since I just moved into town. We feel drawn to each other and exchange numbers. It’s not long at all until we become great friends.

It wasn’t long until I found out his dirty little secret in his… medical interests. However! I promised him I’d tell nobody about it. But in exchange, he found that I would have to help him as his partner in crime

Of course, feelings manifested regardless and the two of us became the world’s most unhinged power couple (well, second most compared to Zhanna and Soldier)

Now time for fun mushy stuff!

We definitely enjoy just sitting beside each other and reading our books. Usually we pick out our own separate novels. But we do like to occasionally read the same book together before bed. This will vary from a picture book to huge medical textbooks

Our main ship song is Here Is The House by Depeche Mode. Runner ups include Edelweiß (yes The Sound of Music one), Who Knows What Love Is by Strawberry Switchblade and My Heart Goes Bang (Take Me To The Doctor) by Dead or Alive

We pretty much bounce off each other’s playfulness. If you stood in another room all you’d hear is endless giggling and maniacal laughter. His energetic, kooky nature is one of my favorite things about him

Medic does enjoy teasing me for his amusement. Something about seeing me so shocked or horrified over his dark jokes or some sort of medical rambling is adorable. It's never anything mean thankfully, just lighthearted banter

I do have to chase after him sometimes if he's accidently caused anything life threatening.

We do work together. Enjoying one another's presence is a big thing for us. There are two desks down in the lab extension to our home. One for his studies and another for me to craft nearby him.

I'm genuinely surprised just how much of a hidden romantic he is. He never fails to surprise me with roses and never turns down the chance to cuddle at all. He's old fashioned but never fails to make me smile.

We both have a shared past trauma about dating partners. We used it as strength to be better people for ourselves and each other. There's at least an understanding of what we don't want to ever put each other through knowing the feeling of abuse. With my more complex childhood things however, he's not at all bitter about it.

Nothing's better than falling for your super best friend <3

[jakeyzzz]

♡ ARABELLA ♡

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💗⚠️ warnings - (swearing,violence,heeseung's stepdad being an asshole,divorce,mentions of fighting,eating,concert,big crowd,heeseung and reader are parents,kissing,cuddling,crying,a lot of fluff, singing, dancing in a big crowd, fear,discomfort) - 💗⚠️

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You and Heeseung have been in a Relationship for a really long time now,and you both couldn't be happier. The Moment your eyes met for the very first time,you both immediately knew that you were meant to be together. And you were right. You two are a match made in heaven. That's for sure. You both love going to concerts , listening to music, making music , and you're both really fucking loud. That might be annoying to other people around you sometimes but you really couldn't care less.

Nobody could ever stop you from screaming Lyrics during a car ride,or having random Karaoke Sessions together at your shared Apartment. Heeseung is your first love...and you're more than sure that he's also gonna be your last one. He's your Soulmate. Heeseung's Life wasn't always that beautiful. His Parents would fight a lot when he was little, which eventually made them divorce. He lived alone with his Mom for years. When he was old enough, he started to sneak out a lot to go to random parties with his friends, or even concerts.

After a while his Mom found a new Boyfriend. And he didn't treat Heeseung good at all. He said things like ,,You're just like your fucking Dad...such an Idiot" ... or ,,I hope you're finally gonna leave soon because i really don't wanna see you anymore" . He sometimes even slapped him,which made Heeseung cry a lot sometimes. His Mom didn't know anything about her Boyfriend's behaviour towards Heeseung. And Heeseung never had the courage to tell her. It would break her heart. He was also very scared that her Boyfriend would do something to her. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to leave. He didn't feel comfortable at home anymore. So he decided to move out. And after he moved out, he told his mom everything. She immediately broke up with that Man,which Heeseung was pretty happy about. And one Thing was for sure. If he's gonna have kids in the future,he would do anything to protect them.

And when Heeseung saw you at that one Concert he went to for the first time, he knew that he wants to experience everything with you. You spent the whole night after the concert together. You sat down in the Corner of a convenience store, and talked to each other as if you've known each other for years. You both got some late night snacks and just enjoyed each other's presence. You've never felt so comfortable around anyone before. You both exchanged Phone Numbers,and after that one Night you spent together in some random 24h convenience store you never stopped talking. Heeseung called you everyday ,you went to some small dates every once in a while and after some months of hanging out , you started dating and eventually moved together.

And there you are, 8 Years later with your beautiful 5 Year old Daughter Arabella . She is just as beautiful as your soon to be Husband . And the Scene in front of you made you melt. She was currently taking a Bath with Heeseung, singing and laughing with him. You were just leaning against the Doorframe watching them with so much love in your eyes, as your daughter asked a question which immediately made you smile at Heeseung. ,,Daddy ? How did you meet Mommy?" The little girl asked. Heeseung looked up and smiled at you as he began to speak. ,,Well you know...Mommy and I both love going to concerts right ? And one day I went to a concert of a Band called The Artic Monkeys with my Friend Group. And guess what...they played a Song called Arabella ! And that's when I saw your beautiful Mom for the first time. That's also why we named you after that Song. She was dancing and sometimes she looked a bit funny but she was so cute. And then she turned around and our eyes immediately met. I remember her smiling at me before walking towards me to pull me into the crowd. And then we danced together. I don't know how she got me to dance but she did. And I also loved how colorful she looked. Almost everyone was dressed in black and she was wearing the most colorful flower dress i've ever seen. And she never let go of my hand... not even during When The Sun Goes Down. And we spent the whole Night together after the concert. And after that one Day we both fell in Love...and we never left each other's Side since that day. So yeah that's how I met your Mommy my Love" Heeseung explained.

Arabella giggled. ,, I wanna go to a concert !" She said happily before literally jumping into Heeseung's Arms. In that Moment you didn't even notice your Tears rolling down your Cheeks. One Thing you love about Heeseung is the way he talks about you. It makes you feel so lucky to have him. And he knows that. But as soon as Heeseung laid his eyes on you again,he looked worried. ,,Angel ? Are you okay ?" Heeseung asked as you slowly started walking towards him and your daughter before carefully sitting down next to the Bathtub. Even Arabella looked at you with her big brown eyes now. You gently smiled at her. ,,I just realized how lucky I am to have you both. I love you so much" You said. Heeseung smiled before gently stroking your cheek with his wet Hand and pulling you in for a soft Kiss on your Lips. And right after that you saw your little daughter covering her Eyes,which made You and Heeseung laugh pretty hard. You gently took Arabella's Hands off her Eyes to give her a quick Forehead Kiss. She smiled at your little gesture before she puckered her Lips to give you a tiny Kiss back...and of course she did the same Thing to Heeseung , which made him giggle.

A few Minutes later they finally both got out of the Bathtub to get ready for Bed. Before you went to sleep,you decided to watch Arabella's favorite Movie. It's Frozen. And the three of you started singing along to every single Song. It was such a beautiful Moment as a Family. And since Arabella was allowed to sleep in your Bed tonight,she fell asleep faster than expected. Well you can't even judge her for that...she fell asleep in Heeseung's Arms. You felt so happy watching your two favorite people right next to you as you carefully caressed your Daughter's Hair while she was already sleeping. Heeseung smiled at you. ,,I wish I could explain how much this means to me. I love you so much" Heeseung said with the most beautiful Smile on his Face.

Before he could say anything else, you softly kissed him. The Kiss was deep,but still very soft since you had to be careful. ,,I love you" You said right after you broke the Kiss. Heeseung chuckled. ,,Let's go to Sleep mh?" He said as he still softly caressed your Face. You nodded before quickly pecking his Lips for the last Time. And a few Minutes later you both fell asleep hugging your daughter. You had no Idea how you deserved this,but there's one thing you knew. You were gonna stay with Heeseung forever.

[dundermisfits]

Andy Bernard

Pairing: Andy Bernard x reader

Warnings: None

Requested by: @applepie972

Request:

hello♡, could you make one of andy¿

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• Shortly after you first met, you would be lying if you had said that you were never jealous when his attention would be focused on Angela Martin

• It gets a little more tense to have been able to stand to look at him with direct eye contact after he seems to be moving on from Angela to Erin

• After the engagement between Angela and Andy broke, that’s when you come out to share your own personal experience from that exact sticky situation, only it happened to you twice and with great honest, you mention that you were unsure if you could ever give love another chance

• Andy had become a better listener and had become less critical with his own opinions about anyone or anything

• Since you opened up to him a little, you both had become close, so much so that everybody in the office believed you two were secretly dating behind their backs and just didn’t want to admit/or share the “news”

• After forming a little bond between the two of you, you started taking lunch breaks at the same time

• During your lunch breaks, he would pull out his laptop and play a movie that one, you never heard of, and two, that was a supposedly illegal download of it he installed to watch with you

• You we’re concerned at first, but you eventually went along for the ride and watched it with him

• knowing Andy could play a number of instruments you had no knowledge of on how to play them, he will often teach you some tricks on whatever instrument you mention to him that you’ve been wanting to learn to play since a young age

• Movies during lunch breaks soon turned into guitar/banjo lessons and sometimes you both would sing along with the tune together

• Just as you started thinking things between you were getting a little more serious, you were nearly devastated after Erin showed up to replace Pam’s position as receptionist

• Jim was your best friend in the office, and when how upset you were about this, you both go in together to play a prank on Andy. Jim believed how Andy’s sudden change of heart seemed to be made for Erin now, he thought it was immature and came up with the idea to pull off the perfect prank on him

• There are times when Andy is the most vulnerable

• The prank was to fill a bucket of cold water and sneak up behind him to dump it on him, the both of you holding the bucket over his head couldn’t have gone any better than planned

• It was during Andy’s break, you and Jim took a break to do this and it wasn’t a boring reaction, it was better then expected

• Walking back inside, everyone was greeted with a soaked Andy and began questioning on what happened

• All he says is, “They both got me so good.” gesturing towards you and Jim

• Creed pulls his phone out and snaps a picture of Andy, which Andy takes notice in before making a comment

• “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Of course he says so in very noticeable sarcasm on his agitated voice

• After the breakup with Erin, Andy comes to you for consoling

• At first you wouldn’t listen to him. But after hearing him sigh in disappointment, you started feeling the guilt tripping on you before making your way out to follow him outside

• But first, you couldn’t go out there without coffee

• After getting the coffee cups, you find Andy sitting on a bench outside in the freezing cold and there, you sit quietly, sipping your coffee as you’re listening knowing full well that he possibly deserves your listening ears, you couldn’t find the heart to ignore Andy

• You both eventually get together in the end

• It’s a happy ending for you both after getting things worked out in your new relationship

• Andy trusts you completely as you do him, but Andy getting even the slightest jealous goes unnoticed by you

• You sometimes take the time to tease him about it and he playfully gets defensive about it

• While watching movies together, you sometimes have to hold him for comfort if it’s a sad film, seeing him cry was strange to you

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@dundermisfits

Requests: open

Characters:

• Michael Scott

• Dwight Schrute

• Jim

• David Wallace

• Andy

• Pam

• Angela

[lemoncrushh]

Out of Bounds - Chapter 2

STORY PAGE

Word Count: 1776

"Do you always sit in the front row?"

"Hi, Harry," I said as I looked up from my laptop that I had just opened.

He stood before me wearing tight black jeans and a lovely purple button-down shirt that was open halfway to reveal some of his chest. I recall this detail because it was the first time I noticed he had tattoos on his chest. I had noticed the ones on his arms the day before, but he had been wearing a black t-shirt.

"Good morning." He removed his backpack from his shoulder and sat in the desk to my right. His eyes looked sleepy, and he ran a hand through his brown curls while he yawned. I tried my best not to gawk at his beauty as I cleared my throat.

"To answer your question, no. I used to always sit further back in school, but I didn't always make the best grades back there. So I'm sitting up front this time."

Harry nodded. "You reckon that will help?"

I shrugged. "Couldn't hurt."

Professor Jacobson wasted no time delving into part two of the lecture he had begun on Monday. It was just the distraction I needed from Harry and his tattooed torso. I typed vigorously, making sure I didn't miss any detail, but I knew it was because if I didn't, I might slip up and sneak a peek at the handsome guy to my right. Unfortunately, about fifteen minutes before dismissal, the professor ended his lecture and announced we would have a quiz on Friday. We were allowed to use the rest of the period to study our notes, or we could leave. More than half of the class stood, more than willing to take him up on his offer to leave early. I however had no other place to go besides the snack bar or library for another hour, so I was determined to review some of my notes. I felt a tap on my arm as I opened my file from Monday's class.

"Tisa, we need to get together to talk about our first Sociology paper," declared Harry.

"Okay," I nodded. "When and where?"

"Is tonight alright with you? Say, six o'clock? At the library?"

"I can do that," I replied.

"Can I have your number in case something comes up?"

"Sure," I nodded. I told him my cell number as he typed the digits into his. It dawned on me how long it had been since a boy had asked for my number. It felt kind of weird. I then pulled out my cell so I could add Harry to my contacts. I knew for sure it was the first time I'd added a guy's number since I'd met James.

"I have to work both tomorrow and Friday so we should probably go ahead and get started." Harry closed his laptop and shoved it in his backpack.

I nodded again. "Where do you work?"

"Mikado's," Harry smirked. I stifled a giggle. Mikado's is basically a slightly upscale Bennigan's or Chili's.

"I haven't been there in forever," I said, recalling my short-lived single days when I would hang out at the bar with my girlfriends.

"You're not missing anything," Harry laughed. "But hey, it's a job."

"You're a waiter?"

"They call it a server. And sometimes I tend bar."

"Ooh, a bartender. Those are trouble," I shook my head.

Harry chuckled again. "How do you reckon?"

"Oh, you know..." My eyes drifted down to Harry's exposed chest as he leaned toward me, his necklace dangling. I cleared my throat. "Pretty girl walks in, alone or with her girlfriend. Cute bartender starts flirting. Girl gets free drinks. Goes home with said bartender. You know the rest."

Harry sat back in his seat. "No, I don't, but sounds like you do."

"Let's just say I speak from experience, sweetheart."

I'm not sure if it was my declaration or my term of endearment that made Harry's smile grow on his angelic face, but I suddenly felt a chill from head to toe. Sometimes I don't know when to keep my mouth shut. Things just tend to fly out unexpectedly, especially when talking to an attractive male. Gosh darn it!

"Hmm, right then," Harry said as he rose, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "I'll see you around six, upstairs in the back near the self-help section."

"Okay." I had no idea where that was, but I was sure I'd find it. I watched Harry walk away in his tight jeans, his shirt grazing over his back and his long hair brushing his broad shoulders. I silently cursed myself for noticing every glorious detail about him.

"I still think we should do it on abortion," declared Harry as he leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms over his head.

"No way," I argued. We had been tossing out ideas for the last half-hour to no avail. "I'm not touching that topic with a ten-foot pole, at least not right now."

"Why not?"

I sighed as I tapped my pen on my notebook. "I think we need to feel this teacher out first and see how he grades and critiques. I'm not putting all my effort in a controversial issue for my first essay only to have it shut down."

"Alright. How about teen pregnancy? Or teen drinking? I'm sure we could find massive amounts of articles on that."

"Maybe," I said. "But I was thinking about doing something more general like cultural diversity."

"But isn't that what chapter one is all about anyway? How much further can we go with that?" Harry inquired.

I think he was getting frustrated with me, and I couldn't blame him. I was beginning to get on my own nerves. I can be very stubborn.

"Well, maybe we could get a bit more specific once we start the research, see what kind of stuff we come up with. If our efforts turn out to be futile, we can go with one of your ideas."

"Right. Good." Harry scratched the back of his head with an exasperated look on his face. Turning his attention to his laptop, he began typing.

"Are you okay with that?" I asked him, feeling the tension.

"Yes, yes it's fine," he answered quickly, waving his fingers in the air but not lifting his eyes from the computer screen. His eyebrows were furrowed which caused a crinkle above his nose. I bit my lip, considering giving him an apology, but decided it was best to let it go for the time being.

We worked in silence for a while, each of us researching online and taking notes. Every so often I would sneak a peek at Harry, his hair threatening to fall over his eyes, a look of deep concentration on his face. He really was a handsome boy. I wondered what his story was, if he had a girlfriend, but quickly shook the thought from my head. Not only was it not my business, but my own marital status made the point moot. Still, I couldn't help but be curious. I might have been married, but I wasn't dead. Obvious beauty is something I have never been able to keep my eyes away from.

Finally breaking the silence, Harry stretched again and said, "You know, this might actually work. I'm finding quite a lot of things on this topic."

"Oh, good." I sat up. "Me too."

"Although I'm thinking..." Harry continued. "What if we narrow it down to, say, the economic value of cultural diversity?"

I nodded. "I like it."

Harry grinned triumphantly which made me laugh out loud. We then discussed our notes and exchanged the links that we had both found. I pulled a couple of books off the shelf that seemed to include some information on our topic, and then we sat down and outlined our paper. By the time we were finished, we had gotten quite a lot done, but had also spent almost four hours at the library. I was exhausted and hungry. I had eaten a small plate of leftovers before leaving home, and now a burger was calling my name.

Harry must have read my mind, or heard my stomach growling. "Tisa, are you hungry? Care to get a bite to eat?"

I grabbed my things and walked with him toward the stairs. "Oh, no thanks, I need to get home."

"Oh that's right," he said, tucking his hair behind his ear. "To your husband." The way he said it made it sound sad. I replied with a tight-lipped smile and a nod.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I stopped at the desk to check out my books. Although I hadn't asked him to, Harry waited for me.

"Maybe you can come to the restaurant sometime," he said in a low voice as we walked to the parking lot.

I grinned, remembering our short conversation earlier. "Maybe so." I knew the possibility of my going to Mikado's was slim, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"Where's your car?" I asked, realizing we were next to mine.

"Oh, I'm parked back there, next to the English building. It's just late and dark and...well I wanted to make sure you were safe." I turned to see him standing with his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a shy grin.

"How sweet are you?" I almost whispered.

Harry shrugged. I unlocked my car and got in, Harry still standing there. I waved goodbye to him as I backed out. I stopped at a drive-thru on the way home and got a burger. James was asleep when I got home so I ate my food in my room while watching a rerun of The Big Bang Theory. About halfway into it I heard a ping from my phone indicating a text message. Picking it up, I realized it was from Harry.

H: Just making sure you got home safely.

I smiled and felt myself blush. Then I texted him back.

T: Yes I'm home. Thank you.

H: You're welcome. See you in the morning. Sweet dreams.

I giggled and bit my thumbnail. I hesitated before texting again. Why was I so giddy? I shouldn't be reacting this way to a boy. A classmate. A research partner. But he was so nice to walk me to my car and make sure I got home okay. After taking a deep breath, I sent him my reply. And his arrived only seconds later.

T: Goodnight Harry. I'm glad you sat next to me in Sociology :)

H: Me too. x

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send 💕 and I will tell you some muses of ours I think could work as a ship.

fitzwilliam ‘fitz’ aldridge & juno faulkner.

the hot power couple the media loses its head for. people love to gossip about how celebrity couples are just pr strategies, but everyone agrees there’s nothing fake about the way they look the first time they get photographed together. in italy, while juno was in town for the premiere of her movie and fitz was preparing for the grand prix. maybe they’re careless about it, forgetting who they are and making out in some balcony because they were drunk and wanted to. and yeah, maybe it’s scary at first to get all that attention on them. but they stop caring, making big shows out of it, using the attention… juno acting like his number one cheerleader and actually learning about racing, fitz flying over to visit her on set whenever she’s rolling a new movie—they would be that couple.

charlotte abbot & nathan craven.

me? in love with the entire abbot family? yes, yes i am. here’s the thing about nathan, he’s wealthy and he used to be incredibly popular. he cared about his reputation, he partied hard, actually he would’ve been one of harrison’s friends, no doubt. but that’s past him we’re talking about, he wouldn’t fit there anymore and he’s honestly perceived as a disappointment for not agreeing to join his father's company when he had the chance. but oh, he knows how to get a girl, and he knows how to keep them interested—he didn’t used to have such a reputation for nothing and sometimes that old pretentious asshole in him still shows up. god i see him sneaking into the country club because even though he’s avoiding his family he just needs to see her in that golf skirt, constantly daring her to question her life and the people she surrounds herself with, eventually showing her what actual care looks like. 

luxe farrow & atlas dixon.

two horror actors get cast to star in the newest film from a famous franchise! the excitement of feeling like their big break is finally about to come! the excuse of wanting to run their lines together before it’s time to shoot just because they want to spend time with each other! atlas being a fan of luxe from before and being kind of embarrassed to admit it! the tension of filming a passionate scene where they’re supposed to kiss because ‘we’re-alive-and-i-might-go-crazy-if-i-don’t-have-you-now’! the following glances from the crew and the rest of the cast because they failed to break the kiss when the director screamed cut! the lingering touches during interviews and premiere parties and just the overall shared experience!

i'm so not kidding when i say i still haven't recovered from all the ideas you gave me last night, here are a few more for the list <3

[sheprzia]

Pov:

u live with ur parents after being a vet for a bit.

u know ur not a good person and have intentionally harmed / manipulated people

u just generally want to do whatever you want but U HAVE A CODE DW!! U are serious that u want to do bad things to people who have done bad to u.

u are desperate and h0rny, about to settle for whatever

u go on a dating site or app or something and see this person and ask for them to meet up

u rush things bc you don't know how to control your own emotions

u never bothered to learn properly and you don't think or care what is appropriate

u grab for her hand and keep going on about things she is uncomfortable with, things that are making her upset, things that are bothering her

u stick around, thinking you're a romantic- even trying to sneak an 'je tiem' assuming that she didn't know what that meant but she called you out for it

U watched as she made it clear she wasn't interested.

U began to accept it

U watched as...

Pov:

Ur in a tough spot but what else is new

U had met another guy; another guy decided he didn't want to put in the work

U were back with ur mom

Ur mom had mistreated u all ur life in extreme ways

Ur mom had even sent you back to live with ur father (who tried to s/a u a number of times) so many times

U have many mental and emotional problems and u talk about them as open and honestly as u can

U meet a guy on an app

He follows u around like a puppy dog but u do not trust his intentions

U don't bother to even consider him until ur mom dumped u on the street after loosing her place

He helps get the two of u into shelter given u can't mediate for urself and he seems to understand that

He grows on u while u stay alone together

u move into his house and he says he wants to be with u forever, he's in love with u, he is willing to do anything -

Pov:

Ur living in a motel/hotel of some sort now, a rundown place no one would want to stay with

U worked hard to get your issues under control after ur breakdowns had gotten continuously wors due to ur bf refusing to adapt to the fact that u are neuro divergent and have needs that are based in truama u suffered

U give every day your all. Not to say u weren't trying before- it was to say that u took the time to change ur thought processes so u could accept and cope with ur homelessnes and yrs of abuse

U watch every day as he refuses to adjust or change and admits that he had been holding back all the months u had been 2geathet thus far and that was why he hadn't saved to move u 2 out or got anything done

U expect more of him now bc he has broken ur heart and trust in so many ways

U keep trying and keep going...

Pov:

Ur going to live to regret the broken promises

Ur going to struggle harder for your stubbornness

Ur going to feel it all

She isnt bc she did more than her part

She isn't bc she did her very best with the best of herself that she could offer

Her regrets will be few

Her regrets will be nothing

Ur going to tell yourself you did everything you could again and again when u didn't

Ur going to say u held her hand when u actually graved her wrists

Ur going to lie again

Aren't u?

We don't know the choices ur going to make actually.... But we know the choices urve made.

U choose to rage and u chose to fight

U chose to cheat and u chose to lie

U chose to hit, to scream many nights

U hold on to people u don't deserve

U'd hit ur own mother if u felt threatened enough

U plan to hit ur kid- as if she would ever carry one for u

U think men should have a hand in if woman experience reproductive freedom- as if any one should be held to carry a fetus that will be unwanted

Uve said and done every unsavory thing in the book and u got people killed with ur negligence

U want praise when urve been selfish and pitiful, and sometimes even evil.

Pov:

Ur tired of trying but you have nowhere to go

U don't want to let go bc you believe somehow he is going to turn it around

U start getting things off his mind

U don't want him to go, u want him to change but u don't know what will be the thing that makes him bc u see how fragile he is

U told him just about everything u think and feel and u think he is going to be blind to it all

So again u wait.

If I actually typed out everything that's happened in my life and how it effected me + my thought patterns and shit it would be thousands of pages

[sophieswundergarten]

These are all so funny! I love how most everyone enjoys a good hot chocolate.

Some Additions!

Number Two and Kate will make smoothies/protein shakes together! It takes a bit of coaxing to get Kate onboard, but once she has some time to think about it, it's one of her favourite drinks! The efficiency of not having to actually stop and chew when you're in a hurry is very pleasing to the both of them.

Rhonda makes the best lemonade. She can make it plain or add all the things: mint, strawberries, cinnamon, anything!

Miss Perumal, randomly, strikes me as the kind of person who enjoys milkshakes, and experiments with them for fun. Reynie probably had a lot of fun taste-testing for her when he was the only one who got to try them.

Milligan, I think, loves apple cider. He probably messes around with different apples and spices all of the time, so when it gets to fall he'll bring a regular, tried-and-true version, and then whatever craziness he's come up with that year.

Mr. Benedict would like some horchata, in addition to hot chocolate and tea, of course. I don't know a whole ton about it, other than it tastes pretty vanilla-y, but it seems to be made with rice, almonds, cinnamon, vanilla, and milk/sugar/etc.

Curtain would drink parsley soda and no I don't take suggestions.

S. Q. definitely has some paint water trauma, but I also think that Mr. B and the others get him one of those big waterbottles that holds like half a gallon and the lid seals, so once he learns the joys of drinking actual, clean water, he warms up to it. Pretty soon he's putting fruit and stuff in it so that it's got more taste! (Somebody hydrate this boy please)

Reynie really likes drinking tea, obviously, and I quite like your idea that he prefers lighter white/green teas, but I also think the only way he enjoys black tea is when it's all dressed up with the milk and sugar and things in it. He drinks it like a fancy old British woman or not at all.

Sticky secretly likes fruit juice a lot, but he feels super bad because of how much sugar is in it. He sneaks it sometimes when no one's looking, but once Reynie caught him and told him it wasn't a horrible crime to enjoy what you get to drink, so now he drinks it more regularly.

Constance starts drinking sparkling water to spite the others, because she'll leave it around or offer it to her family when they aren't expecting it just to watch their faces. However, it does keep her drinking actual water some of the time, so the adults let it slide. (She stops when Curtain complements her on being sophisticated for once on her short life)

Dr. Garrison, in my imagination, actually hates the taste of most alcohol and drinks it for other reasons, but she also forces herself to almost solely drink that thick "juice" that's made from root vegetables and tastes nasty because "it's good for you". Once the others introduce her to the wonderful world of not hating yourself and having fun once and a while, she joins Number Two, Miss Perumal, and Milligan with their drink experiments! Her favorite drink is hot chocolate or green teas, though.

inspired by this post by @mbspolls i wanna go into what kind of drinks (non-alcoholic for the kiddos of course) all of the characters like

When it comes to the adults in the society you could definitely argue that they’re all sober and I would agree with you. But for the sake of a fun tumblr post, let’s play around with both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks: 

Number Two makes cocktails that are borderline science experiments. She also makes her own kombucha (that she drinks out of a huge jar like with the pickle juice).

Rhonda and Miss Perumal occasionally take shots of tequila when they have a girls night. Apart from that Rhonda drinks STRONG coffee and Miss Perumal is more of a tea-girly. 

Milligan OBVIOUSLY drinks whiskey and maybe like… idk a white russian? Something gross lmao. Other than that, my guy drinks egg creams. He’s classy like that. 

Mr Benedict is the least likely to drink alcohol in my opinion (ngl in the aforementioned poll i voted for hot cocoa), but if he does drink he’s a fruity cocktail girly (just like me fr). 

Curtain drinks sparkling water or milk (like a psychopath) and of course green tea because Helth (but make it really fancy loose leaf green tea with a very sharp taste that honestly tastes like paint water). We do see him drink alcohol in the show which i kind of think is out of character because he wants to always be in control and drinking alcohol sort of has the opposite effect?? But if he does drink, you can bet your ass it’s expensive and gross. 

SQ doesn’t drink a lot because the amount of times he’s accidentally drank paintwater has left him traumatized. But Mr Benedict introduces him to hot chocolate with marshmallows and his life changes forever. 

Reynie has a huge tea collection thanks to Ms Perumal. He pretends to like Classy Teas like Early Grey when in actuality he loves fruity teas.

Sticky is a weirdo that likes hot lemon water or something because he read that it’s good for brain activity or something. But like the intellectual he is he also loves hot chocolate. 

Constance drinks the most disgusting sugary sodas you can imagine. Reynie accidentally takes a sip of it once thinking it’s lemonade and nearly throws up. 

Kate drinks Bang Energy and spins around violently like a washing machine for 48+ hours. 

(feel free to add your own suggestions. i am constantly dehydrated so i am therefore not well versed in the world of beverages.) 

[im-not-a-joke]

Will + Lucas Cross Country things

- I’m projecting it’s my last season of cross and I’m emotional about it fight me

- also there is like the tiniest amount of byler in here, im talking shreds

- will starts running because it’s a good way to keep him relaxed and calm

- Lucas starts running as conditioning for basketball

- I’m pretending the Byers still live in Hawkins for this

- they both agree to start hs cross country together during 8th grade

- Will doesn’t mind giving up his mornings during the summer to go to team conditioning

- Lucas complains every day that he could be sleeping

- in my experience, cross kids are generally pretty weird and also accepting so they fit in nicely with the team

- they have a senior that kind of adopts them into their little group

- the two of them make sure to make time for the party over the summer still

- will and Lucas bike to conditioning together the morning after sleepovers at the wheeler’s

- they’re both pretty good

- will is slightly faster than Lucas, but he’s close enough that the two of them still do all of their workouts together

- they’re not quite varsity level during freshman year but they definitely are close

- when real practice starts, the two of them are inseparable

- Will has to miss practice one day for a doctors appointment and their coach asks Lucas where his shadow is

- the two of them really push to keep up with the faster guys during workouts

- will is the kind of person to talk Lucas through a workout

- they’re doing thousands one day and Will keeps telling Lucas to “attack the hill” or “lower your arms” or “let you your stride”

- Lucas really appreciates this

- on wills bad days, Lucas tries to encourage him the same way

- “come on man, we’re almost up the hill, we got this”

- the rest of the party bothers steve to get him to take them to meets (if theyre not too far away)

- “you guys coukd be doing anything on a saturday morning, and you want me to drive you an hour away to watch will and lucas run?” “yeah, duh”

- steve is always secretly happy to take them because he loves seeing his kids do things they love

- mike doesnt understand cross at all

- he asks will for his jersey number and shows up with a big old sign

- (that never happens at cross meets)

- one of them has to explain how meets are scored to mike every time

- el always has to hold herself back form tackling them when they finish a race

- dustin and max are always like “gross youre sweaty and disgusting”

- mike never fails to fully pick will up and spin him around after a race

- “mike- no- i’m all-” “WILL YOU DID IT”

- the rest of the party volunteers at the hawkins high home meet

- will and lucas “sneak” the rest of the party into team dinners

- half of their teammates are convinced that the other 4 are just also runners

- theyre absolutely not

- will and lucas always pr at the same time

- they make it a competition to see who wins races sometimes

- lucas is a tad bit slower than will but his kick at the end of a race is spectacular, and he does beat him sometimes

- they are athletes your honor

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Characters: gn! reader x Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao, Chongyun, Venti, Dainsleif

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Diluc

When you first start dating, is a man of few words, but definitely shows that he cares. Is the type who sends you flowers but doesn't say anything about it.

Gradually warms up a bit more as time passes.

Is not a fan of public displays of affections but you'll notice that he'll touch you in subtle ways. Touching your lower back to steer you to the right path, touching your shoulder to get your attention, touching your arm when he just feels like it.

You'll catch him looking at you once in a while and when you ask what's wrong he shakes his head and will say something like, "Nothing, just got distracted,"

When you're alone, will lay his head on your lap for whatever reason. Will usually be reading a book and the next time you glance at him he would have fallen asleep, peaceful look on his face.

People will notice that his mood changes when you're around. He's a lot less on edge and will take a more relaxed stance.

People will also notice the gentle look on his face when he talks to you, compared to the stiff look he gives others.

Will give heaps of forehead kisses.

Kaeya

Has no problem showing affection right from the beginning.

Cheek kisser. Anywhere, anytime. Whenever he feels like it, for no reason at all.

When you're out in town, the type who will sneak up behind you, cover your eyes with his hands and ask, breath above a whisper and near your ear, "Guess who?" you know who it is every time.

If not that, then he'll just hug you from behind and "Caught you, you're coming with me," mischievous glint in his eyes.

People will notice how he can't seem to take his eyes off of you.

Is somehwhat flirtatious but always reminds you that you're number one. "I might look like I'm joking, but trust me, I'm serious about you,"

When you're alone, is the type who will take you in his arms, drop you in bed and just cuddle with you while playing with your hair.

Albedo

Doesn't say much when you first start dating. Actually you don't even know when exactly you guys started dating, you just had a hunch that it was happening because he starts to give you kisses on the top of your head whenever you would part ways with him.

When you ask about it, "Hm? Dating...? Yes, I suppose that's what you call it. I'd rather call it as an exclusive privilege to you,"

Asks for your company whenever he can. You don't do much, but just watch him work. He's happy with just being in the same room as you.

Will sometimes be conscious about the fact that you might be bored "Here, would you like to try?" is just an excuse for him to guide your hand on how to do specific alchemy experiments.

When he feels tired and burnt out will just appear next to you and hug you round the waist, rest his head on your shoulder and murmur "Just a small break,"

When you're out in town together and someone comments about it being rare to see Master Albedo accompanied by someone, he would reply back gesturing at you, "They are... My life partner. So, it's only natural you'd see us together."

Life partner=his word to indicate that you're dating

When you're alone, would ask you to fix his hair or tie his hair up cause "you're the only one who knows how to do it properly, aside from me,"

Childe

Absolutely cannot keep his hands to himself.

Always greets you with some form of hug, usually bear hugs or let me nuzzle into your neck hugs.

Would glue you to his hip if he could.

Visibly happy in public with you, dotes on you and asks you what you'd like to do today.

People can literally see hearts hovering around his head when you're around.

Hand holding a must.

Will not let you do any manual work or labor. Got something to carry? Will take it from you. Need to wash the dishes? Just use his vision. Having trouble with that jar? He might break it for causing you so much trouble.

When you're alone, will always be the big spoon and trail kisses on your neck.

Has a permanent smile plastered on his face when he sees you. "You're just too cute!"

Zhongli

This man is gentle and yet manages to be firm about what he wants, which is you, and no one else.

Does not show a wide range of emotions, he's either calm and collected or agitated and cautious, depending on situations that concern you.

Agitated and cautious because he feels like you're such a fragile thing.

Will enjoy watching your face light up at his suggestions and will get that soft hint of a smile on his face. "Strange, this effect you have on me. Quite an extraordinary thing, and that would be saying a lot considering I've been around for thousands of years,"

When he accompanies you out to town will walk a step behind you but regularly check on you by standing next to you, and reaching out to touch your shoulder that is further away from him. Thus you're momentarily in a semi-side hug. "Everything alright?"

When someone in public comments about you and him making a cute couple, he feels a sense of pride and confirms it. "It is as you say. I wonder from time to time how I've managed to have someone like them stay with me,"

When alone with you, is the type to pull you on their lap and keep you there for as long as he can while he works.

Xiao

Is totally a cold one even if you start dating. But it doesn't mean that he doesn't care, he just has his own way of showing it.

However the more you grow on him the more you find out that he gets flustered unusually easy.

When you suggest a date, for example, his face will get that subtle hint of red. "I-I don't have time for that,"

Sometimes he would say he wouldn't want to do something with you, but then when he finds out you went and did it by yourself he gets moody. "Huh? You already went to get ice-cream?!" will glare at nothing in particular until you say you can go with him next time. "Fine..."

Has periods of being worried that you're tired of him. You know when it happens because he gets quiet, and he will suddenly just grab your wrist, look at the ground, and mumble "... I know I'm not the best at showing and saying how I feel but..." you understand anyway, and are happy with just that.

Is actually extremely possessive. Usually will not hold your hand when walking around town but when a man somehow approaches you he's there in the next second and pulls you into a back hug while staring the guy down.

When you're alone, loves to have you lay your head on his lap and have quiet conversations with you.

Chongyun

is a shy boi and rather unsure of himself.

will gain confidence along the way.

“U-Uh, would you like to hold hands, maybe?” you tell him he doesn’t have to ask at all but he still asks the first few times anyway

Is very thoughtful about your schedule and workload, will constantly worry about you when you seem like you’re tired or overworked

When he knows you’re too tired he gets this sudden assertive side of him “That’s enough for today isn’t it?”

Will add a kiss to your temple, on the side of your forehead.

Sometimes will start to panic about something and turns to you for help. It’s actually something easy to solve so you help him and he would sigh and say “What would I do without you?” and leans in for a hug.

When you’re alone, has a surprisingly assertive side that pulls you in for a hug whenever he feels like it. Sometimes you’d fall together in bed and just cuddle while talking.

Venti

“A-ha! There you are!” will open his arms and wait for you to come to him. If you do, he does his trademark laugh and hug you tight. If you don’t, will stare at you with a questioning face but break into smile and say “Oh, too shy cause we’re out in public? Come on, it’s just a hug!” 

Has no issues telling everyone in town that you’re a couple. “Oh yea, have you met Y/N here? Cute right?...And all mine!” Cue the trademark laugh again.

loves to sit on the sofa, lean his back on the arm of it and have you in his arms just looking down at you do your own thing, mostly reading. If not, then just taking naps with you there.

When the two of you are alone, he sometimes gets this sad or thoughtful look on his face, which is super rare on his usually cheerful demeanor. You would ask what’s wrong and he would snap back to reality saying, “...I was just thinking about...how it would be without you,” jumps back quite quickly and grins, “but that’s not gunna happen, you’re stuck with me till the end!”

Out in public when someone comments you’re such a cute couple he would readily agree and give you a side hug, arms round your shoulder, cheek pressed up against yours. “We’re the cutest you’ll ever see!”

Dainsleif

the definition of protective is this man

is very subtle with his touches, affection and words, but despite that you can feel his unparalleled loyalty to you and is surprisingly gentle.

loves to greet you with a one handed hug and a kiss on the side of your lips.

Out in town, will start off just walking beside you but you wouldn’t even notice when he had slipped his hand in yours. His type of hold is the type of hold that makes you feel like he’s never letting go until you do.

While out adventuring with you, will have these moods where he’s just clingy. Will pull you by the wrist, trap you in between him and a tree and lean in for a kiss on the lips, gently.

Will pull back a moment later, cheeks flushed pink and apologize. “Sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me,” 

loves to have you lean on his shoulder when you rest, and will watch you doze off peacefully.

[eleni-cherie]

lonely hearts club ✨ || kth au - chapter 0.4

“lonely hearts club // do you want to be with somebody like me?”

maybe single parents are meant to be members of the lonely hearts club.

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— genre: single parents au, romcom, humour, fluff, angst, strangers to friends to lovers s2f2l

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"Alright, so who can tell me again what an interval is?" Taehyung's eyes wandered around the silent classroom. Glancing at either blank or thinking faces. Then finally, two hands went up. He gestured towards one of his pupils. "Yes, please." "A difference in pitch between two sounds?" He arched a brow at the girl. "Is that a question or an answer?" he inquired with a smile. Watching her lips turning into a straight line. "An answer?" The class started snickering at her questioning tone. He sighed, nodding. "Correct." Folding his arms then in front of his chest, he leaned against his desk. "And how can an interval be discribed?" Silence spread once again. His gaze flicking from one pupil to another as they were all trying avoiding his glance. Having forgotten what he had explained to them minutes ago.

He liked his pupils. He really did. They were good kids. Even Yoo, who pretended being a bad boy sometimes but really was just a jokester. However, music theory wasn't the easiest topic for 7th graders. He knew that. "Guys, I wrote it down on the blackboard. Don't you take notes?" He almost whined. Seeing them browsing through their notes. Eventually some hands raising again. "Yana?" "Either 'horizontal, linear or melodic' if it refers to successively sounding tones, such as.. two adjacent pitches in a melody, and.. and 'vertical or harmonic' if it pertains to simultaneously sounding tones, such as in a chord." He nodded contently, grinning. "See, I knew you guys knew it. Or at least could read notes." His glance fell on one of the boys in the back then who was trying sneaking a piece of paper into the backpack of one of the girls. He coughed loudly. Putting on his 'serious teacher'-expression. "Teo, would you share your message with the rest of us?"

The boy's eyes widened in shock when hearing his name being called out as everyone turned to look at him. Like a dear caught in the headlights. Shaking his head then, he sat up straight. Taehyung walked up to him, holding his hand open for the boy to place the note in his palm. He pursed his lips and quietly did so. Taehyung walking back to his desk then. Glancing at his watch. "Do you guys have any questions left about today's topic?" One girl in the front row raised her hand. "Which were the qualities again?" "Perfect, major, minor, augmented, diminished." The sound of pens quickly scribbling down on paper was heard in the room. "Anything else?" No one else raised their hand. The bell's loud ringing following right in time, indicating the end of the lesson. "See you on thursday for practice, guys." The pupils bid goodbye on their way rushing to their next class. One by one leaving - except one. Teo was standing in front of his teacher's desk. Rubbing his arm awkwardly. "May I have my note back?" Taehyung averted his eyes from the notes in front of him. His hand picking up the piece of paper then, unfolding it to check what it was even about. And much to his surprise, it seemed as it was supposed to be for a crush.

'I heard you like icecream. wanna grab some together?'

"You're asking her out? On a date?" he arched a brow at Teo. "At least tried to.. I don't have her number, neither socials. So I tried it the old school way." The young boy's statement made Taehyung snort amused. "'Oldschool way'?" he repeated. Sliding the note over the tabletop towards Teo. Not seeing any point in keeping it or punishing him over something minor as that. "We used little notes as well." "Not to be disrespectful, but you're way older than me," Teo chuckled. Making him laugh as well. "Only 14 years, kid," Taehyung countered. "But just some advice from someone with a little more experience. Asking her directly gives a way better impression." The boy shrugged. Seemingly sceptical. "I'll see. Anyway, goodbye Mr. Kim." Taehyung watched his pupil leave and for a moment he thought about the little note. Yeah, in school it was easy to ask someone out. Or to tell someone you liked them. You just wrote a little note with 'do you like me? yes or no' and that was it. At least back in the days. Not sure how it was nowadays with everyone having a smartphone. He wondered what it would be like if it was this easy for adults, too. To simply ask someone if they liked you - 'yes or no?'.

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The sun was shining warmly when Taehyung's last class ended. Way earlier than usually as the older years were on a field trip. So it was only around noon, around the time for the children's midday nap, when he was leaning against the wall next to the daycare entrance. His arms folded as he stared at nothing in the distance. Waiting for Ari to be brought.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," a familiar voice was heard then. He perked up, seeing Cassandra standing next to him. Holding the little girl in her arms. "It took awhile for us to wake her up," she giggled and handed himthe ladybug backpack. Taehyung stared for a moment, puzzledly blinking at her as he slung the small backpack around his shoulder. "Oh yes, hey.. Sorry, I'm just confused. So you do work here?" She shook her head, carefully putting Ari in his arm. The baby rubbing her eyes. Drowsy as she had only now been woken up. Her little head instantly finding support on his broad shoulder. "No, no. I only help out my aunt sometimes. If I don't have much work myself." "Oh ok.." He was ready to accept her explanation, when frowning all over again. "Your aunt?" It was cute how irritated he seemed and it made her giggle lightly. "Your daughter's nursery teacher, Mrs Eva? She's my aunt. Didn't you know?" She watched his lips shape a small 'o'. Finally understanding everything. Now it made sense why he always saw the two women chatting so closely. They were related with each other. "I assume that's why you also bring Izzy here then," he chuckled, making her smile. "Yup. Don't wanna sound biased but my aunt's the best." They grew quiet as he adjusted his grip around Ari who was seemingly wide awake now. Sucking on her favourite binky, the one with the blue mouse, while staring wide-eyed at him. Like she was expecting him to do or say something. "Well then, see y-" "Wait!" Cassandra interrupted him. Both raising their brows at her sudden exclamation.

She pursed her lips embarrassed, taken aback by her own self. However, now that she had somehow found the courage to do so, she decided to push herself and continue. She didn't have to lose anything anymore. She had already humiliated herself. "I'm also leaving with Izzy now and we.. we're going to the playground. Since the weather is nice today and all, you know? So.. do you and Ari maybe wanna join us?" Her light stuttering and the way she could barely hold his gaze told him that she must have been nervous. Nervous to ask him. Perhaps because they barely knew each other. Even so, it made him chuckle inside. And he contemplated for a moment. Was that what she had been trying asking him all these weeks? To be honest, his plan for the day had been to simply laze around on the couch with Ari. However, Cassandra always seemed like a genuinely nice person to him. And she got along quite well with Ari.

Besides, he rarely went out with Ari to places like these. Parks and playgrounds. He always felt odd, like an outsider, when going there alone with her. Standing there among all the mothers and couples. Which was quite selfish of him, he knew. And it did make him feel guilty and bad about it. After all, it was important for Ari's development to be outside and interact with her environment. Especially for the development of her immune system, as far as he remembered reading somewhere. He knew. So he eventually gave her a light nod. "Sure, we'll come." Seeing her face lighting up at his words. "Alright, great," she smiled, not having expected him to actually accept her invitation. "Just give me a second to get Izzy." Cassandra did her best to act all cool and hide her excitement, knowing exactly she failed miserably though. And Taehyung could tell, but still couldn't help and laugh under his breath as he watched her rushing back inside.

He glanced down at the girl in his arms. "You better not stuff sand into your mouth, got it?" he warned jokingly. Cocking a brow at her. Ari ignoring him completely once again and instead focused on his shirt. Clutching and tugging it. "I see," he breathed. Seeing Cassandra at the door, returning with Isavella in her arms.

"Ready?" "Ready."

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