#CAUSE SOMETIMES I'M TRYING TO SAVE THE DAMN THING AND IT STOPS ME

[rilli-luci]

Clip studio paint crashing while I'm saving literally ruins my entire fucking day and I really DON'T wanna go back to firealpaca. Clip please just give me a damn option to not autodelete backups when I'm saving just PLEASE

[sweetnans]

What do you think Bakugo’s reaction will be to a reader who cant stop looking at his buttons, cause like dude HE LOOKS SO HOT WITH THE WHOLE NO TIE AND UNBUTTONED UNIFORM THING HE DOES HOLY

I do love it when you ask me about my opinion. We all know that Bakugo is not an idiot. He notices right away when your gaze lingers for more time than you usually do (and that you usually allow yourself to)

You are gathered in the common area, and most of your classmates are dozing off on the couch, a few of them talk about the day while the others stay in silence with their eyes close almost drifting to sleep

His presence doesn't go unnoticed for you when he claims a seat in front of you. He has a magazine on his hands with the headline that says something about the ten top heroes with the best outstanding battles each.

You don't plan to watch him like he's your prey. He would never be the prey of anyone, but you still can't help but look at him intensely. He's got something weird on him. You can't quite decipher what it is.

The days are warm, and a heat wave settled in the city, so everyone has been peeling off layers of clothes through the day.

The sun is setting right behind him, and a cold shiver comes through your spine. Spring days are weird. There must be a window open because there's a sudden breeze of cold air coming in from somewhere. You hug yourself and mentally curse because of the lack of reasoning you had to take your cardigan off preventing a heat stroke.

Bakugo is still reading his magazine, impassive. He's smarter than you obviously, and he did not peel his clothes off when the sun started shining, but he did something, he took off his tie and unbuttoned the first three button of his shirt.

God damned you.

You've been too busy focusing on the flies that now the mere fact of him doing something so mundane like coping the warmthest days of all hot you all flustered in your seat.

You can't react like that just for the sake of it.

"Oi" he grunts. "Quit fucking staring you creep"

There's no nonchalant way to save yourself from this.

"I'm sorry," you mumble. You weren't going to argue because it will carry a long tiff between the two of you, and just by the sight of his skin, you know you'll be out of words in a second.

"So you, in fact, had been staring at me like a damn creep," he says, not even taking his eyes off his lecture.

As you foreseen it, you are out of words.

"It's not every day that you get so free about how you wear what you wear in front of us," you tiptoe in your words, and it comes out more like a tongue-twister.

"Hah?" Now he lowers his magazine to stare at you.

The statement in front of us pales because there is no one around you. It's just you and your half digged grave. The colors rise to your cheeks, and suddenly, the couch is not deep enough for you to disappear.

How can you come clean when he catches you being a psycho and an hormonal bitch?

"Nothing, I just -" you stumble in your own words, trying to dissipate the tension while your braing tries to come up with a better idea than running away.

"Quit that shit, if you're staring me, I want you to say it to my face, what's your fucking deal with me?"

In a matter of seconds, he's right in front of you. A big scowl on his face fumed from reading the room wrongly. Poor and emotionally constipated Bakugo, he wouldn't realize your big and fat crush on him even if you tear your heart out in front of him.

His face is now inches from yours, trying to read your factions, but he only sees that you're laughing at him. The unbuttoned shirt is now under your gaze with the skin showing right in front of your nose.

The way he's looking at you is making you mad and flustered. You don't know what force possesses you, but when you roll your eyes at him, you know something big is coming.

"You can be so fucking dense sometimes, jeez, I was staring at you because I fucking like you, damn"

The two of you stay static. You because what the fuck was that and him because he couldn't believe what was listening.

Squirming, you grab his arms that caged you a while ago and move them from their position to slide out of the couch and hopefully leave the country.

Unfortunately, you don't even reach the stairs when he's pulling you backward.

"You said what?" He pronounces very clearly. Not grunting, not mumbling.

"What you heard. You push me to say it, walking around like a bitch wearing your shirt like that and-

Silence.

His firm lips crash with yours in a quick and tender kiss. You are speechless. Probably your face shows more than you're capable to describe.

"Fucking heat waves" he smirks at you and your astonished state.

[oddballwriter]

Calling Them your Husband

Warnings: nothing really 

Author’s Snip: I just wanted to make some tooth-rotting fluff so enjoy

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Steven Grant

When you call him your husband, it was originally a joke, sort of

Your friend called you while you were out doing errands with Steven and they asked what you were doing, to which you said "I'm out with my husband getting stuff done."

Steven just blushes and does that goofy little smile he does because he's never heard you say that but now he wants to hear it all the time now

You guys are in a long committed relationship together and you two have been living together for some time now but he's been too anxious to ask about possibly getting married some day. Not knowing if that's something you want or if you just want to cohabitate as a couple instead

But now that he heard you refer to him as your husband (even if it was a little joke) he wants to marry you in a heartbeat so that you can actually call him your husband and he can call you his wife/husband/spouse

He just thinks about it the whole day but doesn't say anything to see if you will call him that again in case pointing it out will cause you to stop. He is a bit more affectionate though, sneaking in a pick on the cheek or something and secretly making goo-goo eyes at you

When you get home and you aren't in range of seeing it Steven starts looking up engagement rings and prices to see which one would look nice on you and try and save up money

Steven also starts to subtly, at least as subtle as he can be, ask you about if you want to get married someday

He's such a dork though, bless his soul, in his brain he's just kicking his feet and giggling. He's looking at prices for venues and planners already.

Marc Spector

Marc has it in him to get married, we know that

But in his mind he doesn't really see himself as "husband material". He thinks that he's got too much baggage that you'd have to deal with if you were married

He acts like you two haven't been living together and splitting the bills and stuff, which is sometimes what marriage is, in the most domestic way possible

To him, he can't really see himself being able to do the whole marriage thing all over again

That was until some drunk creep was hitting on you while you and him were on a date and you told the guy "I'm with my husband" which warded that guy off

For some reason you calling him your husband while you locked your arm with his just washed those feelings of doubt out. Something about it just made him feel so confident

Like "Yeah I'm their husband! Back off!"

After that Marc was more open with himself about the idea of letting that title back into his life and getting to call you his spouse too

He more so likes the ability to call you his spouse. Possessiveness is in him and by god does getting to call you his spouse feed it

Marc will ask about the idea of marriage sometime after that just to see if you like it

If you want to get married then he's on board. But if you think cohabitating suits you better then he's fine with that too

So long as you're there together and you love him then he's content and happy

Jake Lockley

Damn right he's your husband

Honestly ever since you two got serious with your relationship, became committed to each other, and moved in he's just been like "We are married now" in his head

He's never said that out loud but he knows that the feeling is there with you too

It wasn't until you semi-jokingly called him your husband when some girls were checking him out and you huffed and puffed about it

"What's the matter? I wasn't flirting back." "Well, excuse me for not wanting some giggling college girls to be eyeing up my husband."

And that just... made him feel something, in his heart and in his pants

No but seriously. After that night cohabitating and acting like a married couple wasn't enough. He needs to put a ring on you and vice versa

He will go down to town hall and get those damn papers and buy the rings right now

Jake was originally just going to wait until you said that you wanted to get officially married, but he just can't anymore

In the morning you guys are going to buy rings, get the papers filled out, and planning the wedding

He's got the wedding planner on speed dial and a house with a picket fence in the nice part of town ready to go, just say "I do" please

Honestly at this point he never wants to hear his name come out of your mouth ever again. To you, it's either "hun" "hunny" "dear" or "sweetheart"

Light of his life, air in his lungs, fire in his loins

Taglist: @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Paralyzed

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, Mattheo being an idiot

I know this is off of my normal schedule, but I finally got to my pc, so have this fic I wrote a few days ago.

You, you walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

That's when I saw you for the first time

And I was paralyzed

Mattheo was in the library with a few of his friends, not even studying anymore. They were messing around, talking and laughing, drawing on their parchment, throwing things at each other. But they were in a rather secluded corner of the library, so they weren't bothering everyone.

Movement in his peripheral vision caught Mattheo's attention. He turned his head to see you looking through one of the aisles of books. He had never seen you before. You were gorgeous and it had Mattheo sitting up straight, fixing his hair and tuning out the other boys.

The other boys didn't take much notice, Mattheo would tune out and stare off into space sometimes, so they didn't give it much thought.

He watched as you tried to grab a book off a shelf a bit higher than you could reach. His first thought was to go over and help you, but his body wouldn't move. Like he was…nervous?

You felt your pockets, presumably for your wand, but you forgot it and sighed, pouting slightly for a second before turning to their table. Mattheo quickly looked away as you walked over.

“Can one of you guys help me? I can't reach a book I need and I forgot my wand.” You asked the table sweetly and it had Mattheo's stomach fluttering with how sweet your voice was to him.

I had a million things to say

But none of them came out that day

'Cause I was never one of those guys

That always had the best lines

Mattheo wanted to say ‘yes’ and help you, but the words died in his throat as he opened his mouth, and now his mouth felt suddenly dry.

“Of course, (Y/N).” Enzo said as he stood up with that stupid charming smile of his.

That prick led you back to the book with a hand on your back.

Mattheo slumped back in his seat as he watched you smile back at Lorenzo, thanking him for grabbing the book for you before walking away from him. Enzo came back to the table, sitting back down.

Time stopped ticking

My hands keep shaking

And you don't even know that

“Who is that?” Mattheo asked him after you disappeared out of view.

Enzo smiled, catching on immediately. “That's (Y/N). They're in one of my classes. They're very sweet.”

“I've never seen them before.” Mattheo said, looking back to where you disappeared for a moment before looking back down to his drawing on his parchment, pretending to be interested in drawing again.

I try to speak, but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

Enzo and Theo took the initiative to introduce you two. They invited you to one of their parties, where the boys were all at now.

Theo was the first one to spot you when you arrived. He left the group to talk to you, smiling, trying to charm you to follow him over to the group. You gladly followed him and Mattheo spotted the two of you coming over and quickly sat up straight in the chair he was lounging in, putting out the cigarette he was smoking on the table in front of him.

Theodore quickly introduced you to everyone who didn't know you, saving Mattheo for last.

You smiled at him. “Hi, Mattheo.” You said and damn, if your voice wasn't the sweetest thing he ever heard, especially the way you said his name.

He opened his mouth to say ‘hi’ back but it came out super quiet.

“Are you alright?” You asked him when you couldn't hear him over the music.

His mouth felt all dry again, so he just nodded.

Now I learned a lot from my mistake

Never let a good thing slip away

I've had a lot of time to look back

And my only regret is

Not telling you what I was going through

But you didn't even know that

I try to speak but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

You talked with the group, smiling and laughing at what they said. Mattheo was quiet, looking over at you whenever you laughed and spoke up. He wanted to make you laugh so bad, but he was finding it difficult to talk with you there.

How was everyone else talking to you so calmly?

He was going to have to look for a spell or potion to help him with this weird feeling around you.

As soon as you walked away to go talk to some of your friends, Theo hit him in the back of the head.

“Ow, what the fuck was that for?” Mattheo said, rubbing the spot Theo hit.

“Why didn’t you talk to them?”

“Why do you care?”

“Because you were ogling them in the library a few days ago. We thought you liked them!” Enzo spoke up, throwing his hands in the air.

Mattheo scoffed. “I said ‘hi’.”

“Fucking idiot.” The two boys rolled their eyes.

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

The party didn't help at all and now you probably thought he was weird for how quiet he was. He was so stupid, just looking at you and smiling, sometimes laughing at what you said. And fuck, you were so funny and smart to him, it made it all worse. He felt like an idiot next to you.

He saw you around the castle more. Maybe he did see you in passing sometimes, but now he actually noticed you. He saw you walking with your friends between classes and he wanted to say ‘hi’, let you know he acknowledges you, at least.

But you'd see him first and give him a bright smile and all the thoughts in his head disappeared. It was like he forgot how to speak around you. So he would give a small nod before hurrying away to wherever he was going.

Merlin, why was he such an idiot?

As the years go by I think about you all the time, whoa

If I get the chance I hope I won't be paralyzed, paralyzed by you

You walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

It had been a few months of this dynamic. You being your sweet self, hanging out with him and his friends more, and him barely speaking but smiling and laughing.

The other boys caught on and would question him, but he'd always refuse to answer, even though the boys already knew the problem.

You made him flustered. You made him shy.

And the boys ate it up every time, enjoying seeing their normally loud, obnoxious, and confident friend turn into a shy, stuttering mess around you.

I try to speak but girl you got me tongue-tied

Only problem was, you took it the opposite way.

I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed (you got me paralyzed)

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by

Can't even talk, 'cause words don't come into my mind

I'd make a move if I had the guts to

But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed (you got me paralyzed)

Mattheo was smoking in the courtyard with Theo while Enzo was sitting by them, all three talking and messing around.

You noticed them. You always noticed how Mattheo was a lot louder and more playful when you weren't around. It made you feel like he didn't like you.

If only you knew it was quite the opposite.

You finally walked over to them, your shoes clicking on the pavement as you approached, making them all look over to you, but your eyes were only on Mattheo.

His eyes went wide when he realized that, watching you walk up to him until you were a few feet away from him.

“Do you hate me?” You asked him, ignoring the other two boys.

He let out a nervous laugh. “Wh-what?”

“Do you hate me? You, like, never talk to me. It's always short answers. You won't even say ‘hi’ to me when we pass each other in the halls. Why?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

He tried getting some words out, stumbling over the syllables before clearing his throat. “I-I don't-I don't hate you. I just-I mean, um…” Shit, his mouth went dry again.

“Mattheo. Can you just answer me for once?” You said.

Paralyzed, paralyzed, you got me tongue-tied

Paralyzed, paralyzed, now I'm frozen inside

Paralyzed, paralyzed

You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

His head dropped and you could hear a small ‘fuck’ under his breath before he sighed, looking back up at you again. “I…I don't hate you. I just…” He looked around, sighing out his nose again. “I…like you.” The way he said it seemed like he was having a hard time saying it.

“You like me?” You repeated.

“I just mean, I don't hate you. I-I think you're sweet.” He said, finally looking back at you.

“You think I'm sweet?” You asked, smiling ever so slightly.

That small smile had him blushing and looking back down.

“Yeah.” His eyes flickered up to you briefly before looking back at the cigarette burning in his hand.

“That's all I wanted to know.” You said before smiling a little more. “Have fun, boys.” You said before practically skipping away.

Mattheo watched you walk away, opening his mouth to stop you before shutting it with a groan.

The two other boys laughed at him and he rolled his eyes.

“Shut up.” He said before taking another puff of his cigarette.

[lght-roastcoffee]

⋆ ˚｡⋆ Scared ⋆ ˚｡⋆

prompt: "I'm in love with you, and that scares me."┆Tuna-Tober ⊹ Day 8

pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

wordcount: 692

warnings: slight language, mentions of past injuries, angst with a happy ending

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ 𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢-𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴 ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹

I can’t stop thinking about him.

Him and his bright green eyes. His freckle-dusted cheeks. The leather jacket he always wears. It’s probably so warm. He’s so kind to those he saves. He may not show it often, keeping his emotions behind a well guarded wall, but I see it every time. 

Dean Winchester is a beaten and bruised man with the heart of a hero. I understand why he can’t let anyone in. I understand the past burdens placed on his shoulders and the horrors he’s had to witness. But why does he have to be so mean?

“It’s like every time I turn my back you’re there needing saving.” Dean lifts the glass of whiskey in his hands to his plush lips and takes a sip. “Just for one night, that’s all I asked. But you can’t stay out of danger.”

“Dean, it’s not like I wanted to be attacked.” I huff, crossing my arms, leaning my back against the Roadhouse bar next to him. 

“Well, it sure seems like it sometimes,” he says, taking another swig. 

I scoff, rolling my eyes. “What are you trying to say, Dean?”

“I’m saying I’m tired of always saving your ass when I should be busy ganking the monsters.”

I huff again, pushing myself away from the bar. “Am I that useless to you?”

He sighs, looking down at the glass now resting on the bar and closes his eyes. “I’m just saying you’re getting reckless, Y/N. I’m not always gonna be there to save you when things go sideways.”

“But you don’t want me around.” I face Dean, anger and frustration slowly rising in me. “I’m just another burden to you right?”

Dean lifts his head, looking to the ceiling, before facing me, slight frustration coating his expression. “Stop putting words in my mouth, Y/N. That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“But that is what you meant,” I say, voice raising slightly in anger. “I get it, Dean, really. You’re tired of saving me. You’re tired of babysitting the child you see me as. If I’m such a burden, maybe I should just leave then.”

I start walking towards the doors of the Roadhouse, but a hand at my wrist stops me in my tracks. Dean spins me back to face him, eyebrows scrunched together and frustration shining in his eyes. “Damn it, Y/N! Just let me talk!”

Thank whoever is listening that it’s empty right now. “No, Dean, I think you’ve said all you’ve been wanting to say.”

He lets go of my wrist and runs a hand through his hair, messing it up further than it was. “I… I’m in love with you!” I freeze, his words running through my head as I process them. “And that scares me, okay? I-I don’t want to be the reason you die or see you die. I can’t handle that.”

The frustration slowly leaves my body as it relaxes seeing the man I’ve been crushing on in such a vulnerable state.

“Dean,” I whisper, closing the space between us. I rest a hand on his shoulder, making him look at me. “I love you, too.”

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him as I wrap mine over his shoulders. He buries his head in my shoulder and just holds me like that. I squeeze him just as hard in return, enjoying the comfort he brings. After a while, he pulls back slightly and cups my face in one of his rough hands. I stare wide eyed into his emerald ones shining in gratitude and love. Tired of waiting any longer, I pull him down and press my lips to his softly. Dean sighs into the kiss, lips moving against my own as he deepens it slightly.

Someone behind me clears their throat, causing us to separate in surprise. We both turn our heads towards the door to see Sam standing there. “Did I miss something?”

I laugh as Dean chuckles into my shoulder, placing a kiss there. Dean pulls away smiling as he looks me in the eyes again. 

“Just walk away, Sammy.”

[musinghotline]

THE BLACK PARADE : Sentence Starters

Sentence starters from the My Chemical Romance album The Black Parade. Change as needed.

THE END.

"Come one, come all, to this tragic affair."

"You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not."

"I'd encourage your smiles, I'll expect you won't cry."

"When I grow up, I want to be nothing at all."

"Save me!"

"Get me the hell out of here!"

"Too young to die, my dear."

"If you can hear me, just walk away."

"You can't save me!"

DEAD!

"Did you get what you deserve?"

"I'll be here waiting, babe."

"Have you heard the news that you're dead?"

"No one ever had much nice to say."

"I think they never liked you anyway."

"Wouldn't it be great if we were dead?"

"Is this the most the both of you can give?"

"If life ain't just a joke, then why are we laughing?"

THIS IS HOW I DISAPPEAR.

"Drain all the blood and give the kids a show."

"There's things that I have done you never should ever know."

"Without you is how I disappear."

"Tell me if it's so- that all the good girls go to heaven."

"Can you hear me cry out to you?"

"I'm just a ghost."

"I can't hurt you anymore."

"You wanna see how far down I can sink?"

THE SHARPEST LIVES.

"If I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes?"

"I'm drunk, I suppose."

"If it looks like I'm laughing, I'm really just asking to leave."

"You're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe."

"You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose."

"I've really been on a bender and it shows."

"Why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?"

"Give me a shot to remember!"

"You can take all the pain away from me."

"Your kiss, and I will surrender."

"The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead."

"Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands."

WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE.

"Would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?"

"Will you defeat them, your demons? And all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?"

"One day, I'll leave you- a phantom."

"Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me."

"Though you're dead and gone believe me, your memory will carry on."

"We'll carry on."

"Your misery and hate will kill us all."

"Take a look at me, 'cause I could not care at all!"

"Do or die, you'll never make me!"

"The world will never take my heart."

"Go and try, you'll never break me!"

"I won't explain or say I'm sorry."

"I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar."

"I'm just a man, I'm not a hero."

I DON'T LOVE YOU.

"Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay."

"I'll be off to find another way."

"You're still a good-for-nothing."

"Better get out while you can."

"I don't love you like I did yesterday."

"Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading."

"So sick and tired of all the needless beating."

"Baby, when they knock you down and out, it's where you ought to stay."

"Another dollar's just another blow."

"Fix your eyes and get up."

"When you go, would you have the guts to say 'I don't love you like I loved you yesterday'?"

HOUSE OF WOLVES.

"I know a thing about contrition because I've got enough to spare."

"You haven't got a prayer."

"Come on, sing the praise."

"We've got innocence for days."

"Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell!"

"Tell me I'm an angel."

"Tell me I'm a bad man, kick me like a stray."

"It's a compliment, I swear."

"You better run like the devil, 'cause they're never gonna leave you alone."

"You better hide up in the alley, 'cause they're never gonna find you a home."

"I've been a bad motherfucker."

"Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man."

CANCER.

"Turn away..."

"If you could, get me a drink of water."

"Bury me in all my favorite colors."

"I will not kiss you, 'cause the hardest part of this is leaving you."

"Turn away, 'cause I'm awful just to see."

"Know that I will never marry."

"We're counting down the days to go."

"It just ain't living."

"If you say goodbye today, I'd ask you to be true."

"The hardest part of this is leaving you."

MAMA.

"We all go to hell."

"We're all gonna die."

"Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry."

"When we go, don't blame us."

"We'll never let you go."

"When you go, don't return to me, my love."

"We're all full of lies."

"We're meant for the flies."

"Right now, they're building a coffin your size."

"You should've raised a baby girl, I should have been a better son!"

"If you could coddle the infection, they can amputate at once."

"You ain't no son of mine."

"For what you've done, they're gonna find a place for you."

"Just you mind your manners when you go."

"It's really quite pleasant, except for the smell."

"If you could call me a sweetheart, I'd maybe then sing you a song."

"There's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun."

"You would cry out your eyes all along."

"We're damned after all."

"Raise your glass high, for tomorrow, we die!"

SLEEP.

"They're- they're these terrors. And it feels as if somebody was gripping my throat, squeezing."

"Don't you breathe for me."

"I'm undeserving of your sympathy."

"There ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did."

"How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it."

"Shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye, and sleep."

"The hardest part is letting go of your dreams."

"A drink, for the horror that I'm in."

"Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy."

"There ain't no way that I'm coming back again."

"The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen."

"Sometimes, I see flames, and sometimes I see people that I love dying."

"Just sleep."

"I can't ever wake up."

TEENAGERS.

"They're gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books."

"The drugs never work."

"They got methods of keeping you clean."

"They're gonna rip up your heads, your aspirations to shreds."

"Another cog in the murder machine."

"Teenagers scare the living shit out of me!"

"They could care less as long as someone will bleed."

"Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me."

"You're never gonna fit in much, kid."

"We'll make them pay for the things that they did."

DISENCHANTED.

"I hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene."

"It was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing."

"It was a lie when they smiled, and said you won't feel a thing."

"If I'm so wrong, how can you listen all night long?"

"Will it matter after I'm gone?"

"You never learned a goddamn thing."

"You're just a sad song with nothing to say."

"If you think that I'm wrong, this never meant nothing to you."

"I spent my high school career spit on and shoved to agree."

"Bring out the old guillotine, we'll show 'em what we all mean."

"Just go, run away."

"Where did you run to?"

"Go find another way."

FAMOUS LAST WORDS.

"I know that I can't make you stay."

"Where's your heart?"

"There's nothing I can say to change that part."

"Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?"

"A life that's so demanding, I get so weak."

"I am not afraid to keep on living."

"I am not afraid to walk this world alone."

"Honey, if you stay, I'll be forgiven."

"Nothing you can say can stop me going home."

"I'm so weak."

"There bright lights have always blinded me."

BLOOD.

"I can't control myself because I don't know how."

"They love me for it!"

"Honestly, I'll be here for a while."

"Give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff."

"Give them all that they can drink, and it will never be enough."

"They can fix me proper with a bit of luck."

"The doctors and the nurses, they adore me so."

"It's really quite alarming, 'cause I'm such an awful fuck!"

"I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love."

[quimichi]

MATCH UP TRADE ♡

@merbear25 SO SORRY I'M LATE :((( I had it in my drafts, hit post and--missed and didn't notice--I had soo much fun doing this tho! I hope my picks for you are to your liking ♡

MEGUMI

@ i seriously have almost no idea why i imagined megumi with you specifically...but i think its really cute so deal with it-♡

@ first of all, he would TOTALLY get why you want time for yourself sometimes. Mainly because he does need his time sometimes too. Maybe you can both agree on specific "alone times" so no one is like lonley alone when the other is alone??? Yk what i mean???

@ we all know Megs is a little stoic- he would never EVER admit you're cute. Like super adorable and sweet. You're caring, supportive and clumsy?? Makes him all fuzzy inside. Especially when you maybe drop something out of nervousness

@ or when you silently or loudly support him. The latter makes him blush tho

@ oh but he can hate your strong-willed ass. No you're not coming to this misson, stop preparing. HE SAID STOP WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN HE WANTS YOU SAVE???

@ sooo you're patient? You really need that with him. He would take it very slow in the relationship. Like don't get me wrong he trusts you, loves you and appreciates you so damn much. But he still kind of struggles to show his feelings to you. So your patience will be greatly appreciated. You're gonna be rewarded too :3

@ not really a cuddly person but would try it for you. If the time really allows it yk.@ but would hold you close at night nonetheless. Kind of a harsh grip on you but hey, he just wants you close-

@ can he watch horror movies? Yes. Does he like them? They're ok. Does he watch them for you/with you? Most definitely yes!

@ oh but hes kinda creeped out by your collection. He's not scared of many things, maybe like none...but what definitely makes him uneasy are those dolls and nutcrackers-

@ oh and hes super scared of you being mad-

@ its like me, I'm not scared of many things but my mom being mad?? Nah--it's the same for Megumi

SANJI

@ HEAR ME OUT!!! OK PLS

@ Sanji 🫥

@ you do know how to have fun! You're adventurous! But also you're a very responsible and collected person (at least thats how i see you-)

@ i feel like Sanji wants and needs someone like you! You're not boring. You're very interesting and different. And you can hold his ass back-

@ would teach you cooking! And if you ever crave pizza, sushi, chocolate strawberries or a lemon cake, he will do it for you. Any meal and dessert for his beautiful lover!

@ many many many MANY compliments but its Sanji...its a crime to be insecure around him

@ your dolls lol-he gives you some as presents but is still like...creeped out at them.

@ definitely yelled a "QUIT STARRING" at one of them some time

@ ok now the difficult part...You're scared of large bodies of water (same) he will make sure you forget about it. Just don't go outside--or don't think of it. Just prepare dinner with him!!!

@ would definitely hold and comfort you if you're ever scared of a Strom. Especially on the sea cause...2 dislikes collide with one another--

@ super protective of you, what a surprise ik. Not even Luffy can get roo near you lol-and hes his captain-would kick his ass--

[fnaffancontentbutmostlyglamrocks]

This is primarily aimed at Security Breach fans in particular, not FNAF fans as a whole.

You all are so damn toxic sometimes.

Even worse is that people are just being mean to Monty fans right now

"Don’t get all angry because your favorite wasn't in the game," and I don't think they get that he’s the ONLY one not to be in the game.

I hate being a fan of Monty cause we had to deal with the Glamrock Bonnie fans harassing anything to do with Monty on Tiktok or Twitter. "MONTY KILLED BONNIE!"

FOR FUCK SAKES THIS SERIES HAS A LITERAL CHILD SERIAL KILLER WHO ABUSED HIS CHILDREN! WHY IS THE ANIMATRONIC ALLIGATOR WHO MIGHT. LET ME REPEAT THAT. MIGHT HAVE KILLED ANOTHER ANIMATRONIC MET WITH THE SAME ENERGY AS SAYING SOMEONE SIMPS FOR DAHMER?

Not only that, Monty fans have been playing each game hoping Steelwool will treat him better. Expand on his character a bit more. Instead his negative personality traits and "evilness" being played up more and more cause Steelwool and Scott saw some people hate him, and thought it wasn't enough.

In Ruin there's not one moment Cassie shows any concern for him. It's that Monty thing, it hurts to look at. Than they made him just the worst off of the trio, and fucking killed him.

Now even in a game he rightfully should appear in. He's the ONLY one cut.

Monty fans get the short end of the stick.

We are harrassed by fans

Our boy is treated worse and worse each game. Physically, mentally, and even in narrative.

Now, he’s just fucking gone with little fanfare.

Its like why are you obsessed?

Honestly, because Monty speaks to me. This is mostly head canon, but based on how he acts.

I used to have really bad anger issues in elemantary and middle school. Even worse, I had to deal with a mentally abusive teacher telling me I wouldn't amount to anything. I was bullied relentlessly because they knew that when I reacted with my outburst class would be delayed. I even lived in the same neighborhood as them so I couldn't escape. It got so bad I attempted suicide. What saved me was after so long of being harrased, after so long of people only judging me based on what they heard. Never defending me. Someone finaly went to the principal and told them to look at my bullies before I reacted. Suddenly, the bullying stopped. What's sad is, it's not like I didn't try. I went to the principal and guidance counselor every dat. In the end to them I was that punk kid who would snap at any moment. Not a person.

With Monty I see someone who was like me. With anger issues because he hates himself as much as he thinks everyone hates him. I wonder if in universe he's constantly reminded he's not Bonnie. He sees fans clamoring to see Freddy while ignoring him. People always bring up the Missing message and his Arcade game to judge him. Then seemingly forget about the message that states he will skip shows to be over Monty Golf. You know the same shows he apparently killed Bonnie to appear in. What I see is someone who needs to work on his anger issues and get better, but isn't evil. They're dealing with the fact that one day their anger got the better of them, and they did something they couldn't take back. Something that I think many people with mental health problems can relate too.

My anger issues didn't just get me bullied. I was an embarrassment to my parents. I hurt people I loved. I was violent. I didn't hurt anyone, but I threw books and flipped tables. I was in this loop of feeling like everyone hated me because of my anger issues, and that only made things worse and worse. Even now I have a hard time loving myself.

That's why Monty means so much to me. I saw someone who was like me. I saw someone with anger issues but was more than that if people gave them the chance.

All I wanted was to see Monty one last time before he was retired when the new band is announced.

I couldn't even get that.

Before you make fun of me, this is what a comfort character is. I'm sure there are fans who relate to Roxy’s insecurities. Who have an eating disorder and feel for Chica. Who felt lonely and wanted attention like Sun. Who lost a loved one like Freddy.

I just wanted people to understand why this is just more than "my favorite didn't make it" for some people

I really hope Steelwool sees how much people really love Monty and not only put him in HW2 fully. They also treat him better

[emotionally-damaged-carrot]

Daniel Ricciardo x Male reader

"Permissions"

First fic in like a year, damn, sorry for the wait. All my interest has probably changed by now but I will still write for the previous fandoms that I liked (ex. Moon knight). I just gained an interest in F1 recently so I might write more F1 fics for the tome being considering I don't really see many f1 x male reader fics out there. Hope you enjoy!

Dan's Pov

"Uhm yea, me and my husband have this thing, where we ask each other permissions over stupid things that we know the other won't mind us doing"

I told lando as he asked why I wanted to ask my husband permission on whether I can go hang out with them or not.

"YOU HAVE A HUSBAND??" Lando asked surprised with a smile on his face.

"You didn't know? We've been together for like 9 years already and you just found out now? Wow, you never fail to surprise me each day we're together, Lando." I say with a big smile on my face.

"Thanks? Anyway, I wanna hear his reaction now. Come on, call him do your things."

"Fine, fine just relax." I say as I pull out my phone from my pocket, unlocking it and scrolling thru my contacts looking for his name.

"You saved him as 'love of my life' with three hearts? Talk about cheesy." Lando says rolling his eyes.

"Mind ya business, now shush it's ringing." I say as I hear him pick up the phone.

"What do you want?" We hear y/n say as I put him on speaker so Lando can also hear.

"Talk about moody, I just wanted to ask you if I could hangout with the boys this afternoon, we're planning on just chilling in Max's room and just maybe watch so-"

"Mate, I don't a shit, you just disturbed my sleep for that? You know you're an adult and are allowed to do whatever you want, right?"

"But I wanted to ask for your permission fiiiirst." I say drawing out the last word to annoy him further.

"Yes, you can, sometimes I wonder why I even married you in the first place."

"It's cause you loooove me."

"Piss off, I'm going back to sleep, if you call me again when you could just leave a message, you'll sleep on the couch."

"You know you need my cuddles to sleep." I say smiling wider when I see Lando giggling beside me.

"I hate that you're right, anyway, see you tonight love you. Bye Lando." We hear Y/n say the last part after a brief pause before hanging up.

"How'd he know I was with you?" Lando asked perplexed.

"He's my husband, he knows everything." I say with a laugh, while walking out of the motor home and putting my phone back in my pocket and grabbing my cap off the table.

"Wait, how long have you two been out??" I hear Lando shout after me with confusion in his voice.

"Give or take, 6 years." I say as I stopped to look at him and give him a cheeky wink.

"AND I'VE ONLY FOUND OUT TODAY THAT YOU HAD A HUSBAND???" Lando shouts as I laugh while walking away.

"You didn't know about his husband? Everyone knows about them, the whole paddock knows about them." I hear Max say with a laugh before I'm out of ear shot.

That's all for now, I'm still trying to get back into that writer mindset ya kna. Hope you enjoyed, if you didn't idk have a good life ig. Peace ✌️

[themonotonysyndrome]

hello my lady!

how are you? i hope you are well.

i hope you know i adore your writing 🫶🏻

do you happen to have a part 2 to that oneshot? maybe another scenario of castin and the baroness when things were still icy? i’d love to hear things from castin’s pov as well.

unrelated, but i love the idea of the baroness being an absolute badass at combat. like being able to take down his men. and castin just being in awe.

anyways!! hope you’re well

thank you for all you do, you are so appreciated

Good evening, Anon! As I'm writing this, it's raining heavily at 10:12 PM, and my Bluetooth speaker is blasting Hit 'em up style by Blu Cantrell while sipping on some orange juice, cold and munching on sweets.

It makes me really happy.

Hmm... I wasn't thinking of continuing that oneshot, tbh, but you caught me in a good mood, Anon. We can explore that scenario a bit more!

do you happen to have a part 2 to that oneshot? maybe another scenario of castin and the baroness when things were still icy? i’d love to hear things from castin’s pov as well.

I'll be focusing on this since I've explained in an ask that while Celica can fight, it's mostly for self-defence and only when she's desperate. She wasn't trained to be a warrior; she's trained to fight dirty like an assassin.

So let's get to it!

-

"Rhett."

"Beloved."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't throw your bro into the lake for making my girl upset."

"Castin does not make for a good fish food. Do you really want innocence to die from indigestion?"

"Can... can fish even get indigestion?"

The King of Intacia promptly snapped his mouth shut. A look of genuine contemplation is clear as day on his face. Normally, Isolde would've laughed and kissed him silly. It's just like her husband to be affronted over a piece of knowledge he lacks. Now? In this instance? On this day? On this beautiful day blessed by the Divine Couple themselves?

She's mad. Like, real mad. Mad enough to personally confront Castin, no bullshit. No King, no husband, no servants, no guards, no entourage and no pretence that it would be an amicable meeting.

If Isolde could see her reflection right now, she would've flinched in shock, but since there's none - only Rhett - the world remains blissfully unaware of how terrifying the Queen Ascendant truly is.

Rhett reaches out to her with a tentative hand. "Beloved..."

"No! No, Rhett! Don't you fucking dare try to pacify me," Isolde hisses, emerald-like eyes glowing with magic untamed as the ocean. "I gave not only Castin a chance but you as well. Forget about support from House Anesidora; if Castin made Celica cry? I'm finna be on a ship back to the Empire with her! 'Cause what the fuck, Rhett?"

"Anything that I say now regarding Castin will only sound like excuses - "

"Damn straight!"

" - and even though the Baroness has agreed to marry Castin - "

"Say sike right now. Rhett, I swear to the Conqueror, that better be a fucking joke."

"..."

Somewhere in the Palace, a fountain suddenly exploded. The unfortunate servants and nearby foreign dignitaries screamed and scatter like headless chickens. It's chaos.

"I'mma talk to your bro real quick."

Isolde forcefully yanked her hand free, her shoulders taunt with tension. Rhett scrambles after her, just barely able to stop her march. "Ok, look, I know this is not what you want to hear, but may I make a suggestion?"

"You're right - I don't."

"That is fine! Completely fine, Isolde. Then, I will speak to the air; don't mind me. Ahem. Sometimes, good intentions can go awry. It happens, right? Can we agree on that, please?"

The Queen Ascendant growls. Right. If Rhett wants to save Castin, he needs to watch whatever he says next carefully; every word counts. So he centres himself and has clear his thoughts. He ponders the bigger picture. What is truly important here? Uniting Intacia and the Coastal Empire. That has always been and will forever be Rhett's goal in life. His wife, friends and family deserve to grow old without war looming. But has he fallen into a tunnel vision? Did he nearly sacrifice the goodwill of his loved ones to accomplish that?

The answer had him pale, eyes widening in realisation. Suddenly, weariness seeps into his bones.

Seeing how defeated her husband looks broke Isolde's heart. She sighs, feeling just as defeated and so lost. She steadies him, and together, they sit on the ground. She couldn't care less how their clothes are dirtied.

"Rhett, I need you to listen to me very carefully here, ok? I know that your heart is in the right place; I do! It's one of the things that I love about you, sans kidnapping and all that. But the point is, in theory? Hooking our friends up and watching them ride off into the sunset in their wedding fit is awesome, great, a fairytale come to life. But we're not living in a fairytale, babe. Castin and Celica are just too different. They exist on opposite extremes, and you can't force them to change their nature."

The King is silent. His beloved's words are heavy and true. And then, he finally speaks, "We shouldn't interfere with them anymore. If the Baroness decides to revoke her agreement to marry Castin and withdraw her support, then... then that is her right and I will no longer darken her doorsteps. I will ensure her passage back home is safe. It's the least I could do. Could you please deliver my most sincere apologies to her? For the moment she steps foot on Intacian shores?"

Isolde pats his shoulder comfortingly. "There, there, Rhett. Don't be so sad. We're not gonna interfere with them anymore but let me talk to Celly first; check how pissed off she is because we might need to up our security."

"What on Earth for?"

"So you better let him know that if he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up."

-

Castin messed up big time. Major.

He lashed out at a woman who is not only the Queen Ascendant's bestie, but also the love of his life. Not that she knows that and at this rate, never will.

Ever since their telephone game turned into a trainwreck, flame and all, Baroness Anesidora never once left her assigned bedroom in the Palace. Her food is delivered when everyone knows King Rhett invites her to sup with the royal couple daily. She turns all but the Queen away when her friends come by for a visit. The maids in charge of cleaning the suite and attending her whisper that she's practically monosyllabic. No one but Castin, Isolde and Rhett knew the reason why.

Speaking of Isolde...

The Queen had chosen to have dinner with the Baroness this evening instead of her husband. Castin wanted to keep his brother company since things were still tense between him and the Baroness. Much to his dismay, however, Rhett wanted to be alone and ate his own meal in the office. This sucks - everything sucks!

And there's no one to blame but Castin.

He hates this. He hates himself for pushing the Baroness to a corner where she's forced to unsheath her claws. Again! He hates the chasm he created between Rhett and his wife. He hates how that little boy is still crying because he just can't fit in with the other Intacian boys.

Insecurity is a bitch.

He needs to make things right, and for that reason, he's been stealth-camping on the Baroness' balcony, patiently waiting for the Queen and the maids to bid her good night. When it's finally quiet inside, Castin continues to wait. A Noblewoman like Celica has a whole routine before she gets ready to turn in for the night and he didn't want to catch her mid-undressing. He doesn't want to create another international incident.

When he notices that only a single flicker of a candle is still lit, Castin finally takes his chance and slips into the room. He had already broken the lock when he heard the water running in the bathroom.

What he sees, however, made him feel shittier.

Baroness Anesidora is fast asleep at a table. Her head is cushioned by her arms, and books, journals, and documents are everywhere. She must've been working. It's a humbling experience for Castin since he only sees her in the morning, dressed to the nine with an arrogant smile. Seeing her now makes him want to grovel at her feet for refusing to believe that someone as strong and prideful as Celica Anesidora could ever get hurt by someone like him. A warrior with a mountain of baggage.

It takes considerable willpower for Castin to force himself to move, to do something. And so he snatches the duvet, and when he so gently covers the Baroness to ensure she stays warm, he sees what she has been working hard on:

New Intacian-Coastal Empire trade tariff proposal with rates that favours Intacia underneath carefully written lines of negotiations. A protection treaty for foreign investors regarding their assets ensures non-interference from the local aristocracy, including House Anesidora and covers disaster contingencies. On top of a stack of paper beside the Baroness' head is a financial incentive document designed to attract international entrepreneurs specialising in all sorts of industry; notes scribbled below outline tax breaks, subsidies and funding for foreign innovators, especially those from Steelgate. Lastly, a legislative document to be proposed to the King and Queen outlined Intacia's commitment to protecting foreign merchant fleets and caravans from threats like pirates, rogue Ascendants, and political rebellions while traversing to and from the country.

A wave of shame rolls over Castin. While he's too busy antagonising the Baroness, she's busy fleshing out a detailed economic framework for Intacia to stand strong once more.

"I'm so sorry..." Castin whispers. He wants to hold her, to kiss and tells her to not neglect her health; fuck, Goddess, help him, he's caught under this woman's spell, and he doesn't want to break free. "Don't hate me too much, yeah?"

Before he slips outside and stands guard (because of the broken lock on the balcony's door), he leaves his favourite book with a pressed Hibiscus - his favourite flower - inside. His first step in earning the Baroness' forgiveness.

[totallynoteggos]

More incorrect quotes cus yes

(Y/N): You got a date yet Chad ?

Chad : No...

(Y/N): Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

*teen ninja Chad & operative (y/n)*

Chad : *angrily presses (Y/N) against a wall* WHERE'S NUMBUH 1!!

(Y/N): ...

(Y/N): Are we about to kiss-

(Y/N): I'm trash.

Chad : As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you?

(Y/N):

(Y/N): You smooth motherfucker.

(Y/N): And yes it does.

*on the GKND prison with cells next to each other*

Chad : Stop doing that.

(Y/N): Stop doing what?

Chad : Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

*Supreme Leader Chad & operative (y/n)*

Chad:*Going over mission files with Numbuh 1*

(Y/N): How do I tell Numbuh 274 that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

Numbuh 5: I beg your fucking pardon?

Chad : Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

(Y/N): Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Chad : ...

Chad : You mean ring bearER, right?

(Y/N): ...

Chad : Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Chad : I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

(Y/N): Aren't you forgetting something?

Chad : Uuh...*hesitantly kisses (Y/N)'s forehead before running out.*

(Y/N): No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

*After Operation: CH.A.D*

Chad : I owe you one (#).

(Y/N): That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even. :)

Nigel: HUH??

Stfu Nigel she's shooting her shot

(Y/N): I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Chad: That's great, (Y/N). Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

(Y/N): Is something burning?

Chad, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

(Y/N): Chad, the toaster is literally on fire.

Chad: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?

(Y/N): AS ENEMIES?!

Chad:…

Chad: Hey, (Y/N), what do you think it would be like if we had kids?

(Y/N): What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.

Chad: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?

(Y/N): Can't really say I have.

Chad: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.

(Y/N): Sorry, Chad. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

*At a speed dating event*

Chad: Oh wow, people are really shallow.

(Y/N): Consider it a background check. For example: Do you have a death certificate?

Chad: *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet.

(Y/N): Good, I'm not fucking a ghost again.

Chad: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart.

(Y/N): But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

(Y/N): Chad, you love me, right?

Chad: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

(Y/N): *on the phone with Chad* I can’t talk right now, I’m doing hot girl shit.

Chad: You’re pulling Oreos apart and saving off the frosting to make a mega Oreo, aren’t you.

(Y/N): Maybe.

Chad: *trying to get five seconds of sleep*

(Y/N), poking Chad’s arm: Chad Chad. Chad. Chad.

Chad: WHAT?

(Y/N): …We’re out of Capri Suns—

(Y/N): You’re not jealous, are you?

Chad: No!

(Y/N): Good, ‘cause I consider my fake relationship with you a lot more meaningful.

Chad: There. How do I look?

(Y/N): Like a cheap French harlot.

Chad: French?!

*Uno (Y/N)*

Chad, trying to flirt with (Y/N): I think both of our families suck.

Patton: Hey, what have you two been doing?

Fanny: we were helping Chad with their wedding vows and we were kicked out of their house for making it inappropriate.

Rachel: How is “Nice ass, (Y/N)” inappropriate?

Chad: There's no meeting today because Rachel is at the police station.

Fanny: They're in jail?!

Patton: We have to get them out!

(Y/N): Jailbreak! I'm in!

(y/N): I'll dress up and distract the guard!

Patton: Ooh, I'll bake some food to help distract ALL the guards!

Fanny: I guess I could bring my frying pan in case we need a shield to keep us from being shot-

Chad: No! Rachel wasn't arrested! They're undercover, taking the system down from the inside. They don't need our help!

Chad: Guys, I’ve been meaning to tell you… (Y/N) and I are dating.

(Y/N), Patton, Rachel, and Fanny: *gasp*

Chad: (Y/N), why are you surprised?!

Maurice, about Chad and (Y/N): My god, would you two just get a room already?

(Y/N): Excuse me, Maurice?

Maurice: You both just keep agreeing about horrifying things and relishing everybody else's misery. So seriously, when's the wedding?

Chad: ...

Cree: I ship it!

The Steve: CAN YOU NOT?

(Y/N): We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.

Cree: ... Your what?

(Y/N): My friends.

Maurice: Are they saying “friends”?

The Steve: I think they're being sarcastic.

Chad: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, (Y/N)! All of your friends are in this room.

(Y/N): Which one of you was going to tell me that tea tastes different if you put it in hot water??

Maurice: Y- you were putting it in cold water??

Cree: (Y/N). Answer the question, (Y/N).

(Y/N): Yeah??? I thought people just put it in hot water to speed up the tea-ification process. didn't realize there was an actual reason.

(Y/N): Plus you think I have the patience to boil water?

Maurice: You don't have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes??

Cree: Why are you putting it in the microwave to boil it?

Maurice: Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove?

Cree: It takes less than a minute.

Maurice: Is your stovetop powered by the fucking sun???

Cree: How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove?

Maurice: Like seven minutes??

The Steve: Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat and it boils in like 2 minutes... less than that if you use a saucepan!

Cree: Why are you putting the whole mug on the stove?? On medium heat?? The Steve? Your stove is enchanted!

(Y/N): Every single person here is a fucking lunatic.

Chad: Do none of you own a fucking kettle?!

Cree: What did you guys get in your yearbook?

Chad: 'Hottest Quarterback'

Maurice: 'Chillest Personality'

The Steve: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'

(Y/N): 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

(Y/N): Look guys, I need help.

Cree: Love help?

Maurice: Financial help?

The Steve: Emotional help?

Chad: Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Chad*

Chad: What? I’m a ride or die boyfriend?

The Steve: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Maurice: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

(Y/N): Three of us saw it, Maurice. How do you explain that?

Maurice: *points at Chad* Sleep deprivation. *points at (Y/N)* Paranoia. *points at Cree* Delusional personality disorder.

(Y/N): God, if only someone loved me…

Chad: *standing behind them with roses*

Patton: *holding box of chocolates*

Maurice: *has balloons and a card*

Rachel: *facepalms* This is sad.

(Idk Numbuh 10’s real name so it’s gonna be Ashley also GKND Au)

Ace: Hey, can we stay in your dorm tonight?

Chad: Why?

Ashley: Rachel fiddled with an ouija board and cursed ours.

Maurice: (Y/N) doesn't know how to banish spirits, so they just throw salt at them and yell "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU?!"

(y/n): I hope you have an explanation for this.

Ace: We have three, actually!

Chad: Pick your favorite.

Ashley: (y/n)! What did I tell you about lying?

(y/n), looking down: ...That it only works on Chad.

(y/n): PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE.

Maurice: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds.

(y/n): FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME—

Maurice: *sigh* What do you want?

(y/n): Chicken nuggets please.

Chad: How many children do you have?

(y/n) with multiple cadets clinging to her: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

Chad: I wish I had more enemies.

(y/n): I’m sure you will someday, honey.

*Chas & Y/N got caught kissing*

Rachel: Is there something you would like to say, Maurice?

Maurice: Oh, there are SEVERAL things I would like to say.

Rachel, to Chad: When was the last time you let someone hug you?

Chad: *thinking*

Chad: 2012.

Maurice: 2012…?

Chad: Yeah. I almost died and it really freaked (y/n) out so I let them hug me.

[sl-walker]

From Little Rabbit, IX.

"I know for a fact you ain't Catholic, so the whole self-flagellation thing ain't gonna work for you. You gotta be injected with a metric shit ton of guilt from birth for the crime of existing before you can get the full benefits of pointlessly whippin' yourself," Guy said, dryly, though he was real damn careful to keep the tone on the lighter side.

When Booster raised a hand and gave him the bird back, though, that made him laugh for real. 'Cause it could be twenty years ago and he'd be getting that exact same response from the same man, and for some reason, that really did make him happy. Whatever else was goin' on.

Guy had taken a few minutes between Rani leaving and him coming back outside to call down to Rae-Rae, warning her of the shaken-up kid who was gonna come asking for orange juice and to also ask that Rae-Rae— not distract Rani from coming back upstairs, exactly, but to give her some attention and a little fun beforehand, if possible. Maybe tell her more about the whole Cider Week thing, just to build anticipation and draw the kid further away mentally from the highly stressful and upsetting evening.

Either way, it gave him a chance to hopefully try to do something for her papa. So, he ambled over and sat down next to Booster, though facing the opposite way, and rested their shoulders together. "I'm serious, though. I can practically smell you beatin' yourself up," he added, though he didn't expect any kind of out-loud answer. He could feel Booster shivering here or there even through the leather shell of the man's coat, just from where their arms were pressed together; Guy didn't think it was because it was chilly out, either. "Your kid suggests turnin' in. That sounds like a good idea, if you ask me. 'Specially since I wrecked any sleep cycle you mighta had last night."

Not that Guy regretted it. Though he probably oughta save the real marathon sex for daylight hours from here on, even if it might mean figuring out some kinda childcare for Rani.

Booster didn't look up — and hadn't looked up to flip Guy the ole 'fuck you' a couple minutes ago, for that matter — but he shook his head against his arm, which left Guy wondering what that was in answer to. That he wasn't beating himself up? (Definitely not the truth.) Or that calling it a night was a good idea?

Guy frowned and was about to try asking more yes-or-no styled questions when Booster said, muffled by his arm and jacket, "Was stupid."

It kicked Guy right square in the throat and in the heart, hard enough to make him wince and to cut his breath off short for a beat or two. 'Cause that was a word that got lobbed at both of 'em a hell of a lot over the years; even now, long after he'd fought his way back to better self-control and got his brain working something closer to right, he sometimes got it said of him. And he didn't think they'd ever actually stopped saying it about Booster.

(Hell, they'd both said it to each other back in the day, too, but there was a difference between the kinda trash-talkin' they used to do to each other — no real malice, not much worse than vague irritation, but mostly just mouthing off locker room style — and the seemingly genuine belief the hero community had apparently harbored for decades now.)

Guy didn't let it get to him anymore, when he overheard it. Everyone that really counted in his life didn't ever sling that word at him — hell, even Bea didn't — or any of the adjacent words, not these days. But god, he could remember how damn deep it used to cut, back then. Sometimes bad enough that he gave into all of his very worst impulses and snarled back, and didn't care so much who got hit at the time, as long as he got the person saying it too.

But he knew it still hurt Booster, 'cause he'd snapped it off himself in a thoughtless manner, lashing out in dysfunctional self-defense, just a couple months ago. And he could see that knife land and stick, in a dull and tired flinch, and in the way Booster just got up and headed for the door, taking it soundlessly, but taking it nonetheless.

Guy's first urge here was to try to counter it instantly in a very thorough fashion, but he couldn't see any way to do so without it being too fucking much right now. That didn't mean he was gonna leave it unaddressed, though, so he turned some and wrapped his arms around Booster — turtled-up or no — and kissed the man on the head, then murmured into his hair, "I don't agree with that. And y'know, babe, I'll give you rundown about why I don't tomorrow, after we've all gotten some sleep, 'cause I don't think any of us are firin' on all cylinders right now. In the meantime, I can't make you not think it, but can you try'n set it aside for now for me? Just for tonight?"

He knew even as he asked it that he was askin' a lot. And that it was a pretty dicey request, too. And that Booster might not even be capable of it, 'cause it did take practice, that kinda mindfulness. But Guy asked it anyway, 'cause it was a good thing to try for.

And sure enough, he didn't get any kind of affirmative. But Booster did give something of a shrug back, which was better than a no or no answer at all. At least, it was something he thought would get them through the rest of the night and into the light of day, and that would have to be good enough.

So Guy just said, "I'll take it, darlin'. What say we go inside? 'Cause my ass is gettin' numb sittin' out here and yours is probably even worse. And we can see how the game's goin', maybe, too."

--

Also on AO3.

[library-seraph]

Griddlehark Playlist

What the title says, primarily about their relationship although there are a few individualized songs

(very heavily Harrow the ninth biased, which is the most romantic book despite or because of one member of the couple not being to able to remember the other)

Liner notes below cut, also, this is a perpetual WIP like all my playlists

Lioness- The World Is a Beautiful Place and I am Not Afraid to Die

When I was with you we were an estuary I don’t know if I come from the river or the sea All I know is you are both my opposite and my reflection

We were two bodies Running out of room in this world We carved space in ourselves for the other to borrow, for the other to burrow I wake up sometimes with ghost traces of your lips on my bones

Cosmia- Joanna Newsom (Joanna Newsom isn't on Spotify, track these down elsewhere)

Water were your limbs And the fire was your hair — And then the moonlight caught your eye And you rose through the air Well, if you've seen true light Then this is my prayer:

Will you call me, when you get there?

And I miss your precious heart;

NFWMB- Hozier

Give your heart and soul to charity 'Cause the rest of you The best of you Honey, belongs to me

If I was born as a blackthorn tree I'd wanna be felled by you Held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies

Daughter of God- Phemiec

Doubt’s an elastic that snaps where you grasp it With idle hands clasped on your wrist just as sharp as A kiss on the scar where you carved out her name Or a line that is straight and confined to your fate You’re resigned to be damned by your hand in her hand She will hold you as soft as a feather on water You float on her fingers, she pulls you apart It’s not hard, it won't hurt, it’s not right for a daughter of god

There is a Light that Never Goes Out- Dum Dum Girls (cover)

And in the darkened underpass I thought oh, God, my chance has come at last But then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die

Take Me to Church- Hozier (I'm allowed two screamingly obvious songs)

We were born sick, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom" The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well

Never Let Me Go- Florence+ the Machine (This is the other one)

And the arms of the ocean are carrying me And all this devotion was rushing out of me And the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me But the arms of the ocean delivered me

The Only Thing- Sufjan Stevens

Do I care if I survive this? Bury the dead where they’re found In a veil of great surprises, I wonder did you love me at all?

Should I tear my eyes out now? Everything I see returns to you, somehow Should I tear my heart out now? Everything I feel returns to you, somehow I want to save you from your sorrow

Los Ageless (Piano Version)- St. Vincent

How can anybody have you? How can anybody have you and lose you? How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their mind too?

I guess that's just me, honey, I guess that's how I'm built I try to tell you I love you but it comes out all sick I guess that's just me, honey, I guess that's how I'm built I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament

Running up that Hill- Kate Bush (Okay, three)

You don't wanna hurt me But see how deep the bullet lies Unaware, I'm tearin' you asunder Oh, there is thunder in our hearts Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Oh, tell me, we both matter, don't we?

New Ceremony- Dry the River

I waited by your bedside And couldn't close my eyes all night I named you like a prayer It's anybody's guess how The angel of doubt came down And crept into your bed But after we danced to the shipping forecast The words escaped your mouth: "I know it's gotta stop, love, but I don't know how."

Now the stairs forget your shoes And the gate don't creak for want of you But the jury's out on me We're wise beyond our years But we're good at bad ideas, my love Or so it seems to be

OH ANNA- The Microphones

Oh Anna, take me in with water arms surround me, blow your breezy charms around me Oh Anna, you're a house of many rooms and all the secrets deep entombed within you I know a few

Oh Anna, take me to your eerie heights above, paint white letters "I you love" Oh Anna, drop me off a cliff I fall

Weights and Measures- Dry the River

I was prepared to love you And never expect anything of you There's no patron saint of silent restraint Baby there ain't no sword in our lake Just a funeral wake

Just because we're beasts of blame by nature Doesn't mean that you should carry it again It's a question of needs and not rosary beads in the end

No Shade in the Shadow of the Cross- Sufjan Stevens

Drag me to hell in the valley of The Dalles Like my mother Give wings to a stone It’s only the shadow of a cross

I slept on my back in the shade of the meadowlark Like a champion Get drunk to get laid I take one more hit when you depart

The Bomb- Florence+ the Machine (This is "Kiriona Gaia has been abandoned by everybody except two of the worst people in canon and everything except being a warcrimes corpse puppet and she's TOTALLY FINE with that, honest")

But if I was free to love you You wouldn't want me, would you? Unavailability is the only thing that turns you on Come here, baby, tell me that I'm wrong

I've blown apart my life for you And bodies hit the floor for you And break me, shake me, devastate me Come here, baby, tell me that I'm wrong I don't love you, I just love the bomb (Oh, oh, oh) I let it burn, but it just had to be done (Oh, oh, oh) And I'm in ruins, but is it what I wanted all along? Sometimes, you get the girl, sometimes, you get the song

Francesca- Hozier

Do you think I'd give up? That this might've shook the love from me Or that I was on the brink? How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily? Now that it's done There's not one thing that I would change My life was a storm since I was born How could I fear any hurricane?

If someone asked me at the end I'd tell them, "Put me back in it" (Da-ah, darlin') I would do it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah) If I could hold you for a minute (Da-ah, darlin') I'd go through it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah)

In a Sweater Poorly Knit- mewithoutYou

You're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence You made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since And if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun Like two pennies on the train track the train crushed into one But if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken open seed If I come without a thing, then I come with all I need No boat out in the blue, no place to rest your head The trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

Kept Woman- Fleet Foxes (Tbh this is probably the soundtrack to the ideal stigmata fisting/heart regrowing scene)

God above saw, ever in the mind Blue and white irises in a line Under your nameless shame I left you in frame, and you rose to be ossified As a Rose of the Oceanside

Can you be slow for a little while? Widow your soul for another mile? I'm just the same as when You saw me back then And we're bound to be reconciled We're bound to be reconciled

The Chain- Fleetwood Mac

And if you don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you sayin' You would never break the chain (Never break the chain) And if you don't love me now (You don't love me now) You will never love me again I can still hear you sayin' (Still hear you saying) You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Time as a Symptom- Joanna Newsom

So it would seem to be true: When cruel birth debases, we forget When cruel death debases We believe it erases all the rest That precedes

In the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating Joy of life; The nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating Joy of life

[tomatoswup]

i had this silly idea i told my friend about what if the Trigun Stampede gang run in to a runaway teen reader and then the reader’s part of the gang. The reader’s in their rebellious phase of course and kinda argues with Wolfwood a lot. Can you write headcanons for this please? (°▽°)

Runaway!

A/N: i’M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE IT WAS A REALLY HECTIC MONTH😭😭😭😭 honestly, this was really fun to write heheheh,,, i can kinda see reader being a pain in the ass but with good intentions….maybe… But god i can imagine how crazy the stampede crew would be if they had a teen,,, i love it😌☝️☝️☝️ Hope you enjoy!!!(*´∇｀*)

warnings/tags: none!

Well aren't you a little anomaly in the bad deserts!

When you first encounter the gang, it wasn't a very...proud encounter.

To be exact, trying to steal Vash's gun in the middle of a busy bar was a very brave choice knowing that the Humanoid Typhoon was trying to eat spaghetti, and in the flesh!

Bold dare I say but, besides that, you were getting hunted by a group of thugs that had been going through town and uh, you sure did cause a bit of trouble.

And by trouble I mean you stole their car keys and went out for a joy ride.

Yup, crashed that shit rightttt into a boulder.

And of course Vash, who's a bit too kind for his own good at times, wanted to help someone so young to Wolfwood's disbelief. Meryl and Roberto? They've witnessed what he did for Jenora Rock so they kinda expected it.

After that first meeting, you naturally stuck to the wacky group and often times when needed, you tried to help them in exchange for saving your life.

Of course with payment :D It's a hard world for a runaway teen out here!

Don't worry you don't make them pay...sometimes...

Young and free they say hahaha!!...Yeah you had literally no more bullet to spare so time to get workin~

You often had Wolfwood reminisce his times back at the orphanage. He's lived there for so long and he's dealt with kids of many ages, but goddamn did you give this man a mf headache.

Sorry, correction, a migraine.

I damn right knowww he goes through twice the number of cigarette packs when you're around.

"Alright kid, no more grabbing shit or starting fights. Zip your mouth if you're gonna be tagging along-"

"Do you really think I'm gonna listen to a priest?"

"UNDERTAKER!"

"Same thing"

"No it's not!"

You glanced at Meryl for more input.

"...Okay I can see where they're coming from-"

"MERYL SERIOUSLY?!"

You got Wolfwood this close to Homer Simpson choking you out.

Sometimes Vash can't help but watch the both of you headbutt eachother.

He's the type of person to try and stop the fight and maintain the peace but bestie, when you're against a rebelling teenager anything is possible.

He understands tho bc he's also gone through his little phase, that's how he got his little earring :D

But asides from that, when he tries to stop ya'll you guys just ignore him lmAOOO

They say teens are rebellious while trying to find others who they can relate to or have a connection with and well, although you didn't really have a permanent home anymore like you use to, you slowly found yourself getting fond of this little wacky group.

And at some point while you guys got closer, Wolfwood tended to look after you a little more.

Was it because of his past? Or were you just a kid who needed the right guidance forward?

Either way, he tries his best to give you good advice,,, advice to keep you alive.

A practical guardian you could say,, Or kinda like an uncle?

And you know what, you don't mind it.

"Did your sticky little hands grab another fucking wallet? Seriously?"

'No I did not!" You narrowed your eyes at him "It's a map get it right. I also only steal from the rick-looking men Wolfwood cmon now-"

You ended up getting a bonk on the head from him, which led you to looking at Roberto, who downed another drink.

"What are you looking at me for?"

WHATCHU MEAN MY BOY ARE YOU REALLY NOT GONNA-

He really doesn't care lMAAOOO Most unphased man alive.

As long as no one dies!

And maybe after all of this time, even after those two years after what happened to July you guys will reunite again :)

You still a lil' shit tho

"does anyone have gum?"

"I haven't seen you in two years and you're asking me this?"

"...It was just a question..."

FUN TIMESSSSSS~

extra:

-you would wHIP THE NEWS AGENCY CAR ON A GOOD MORNING

-Meryl gets tired one night driving?

-"I'll drive for you!"

-Everyone regrets letting you touch that wheel.

-That poor car looks like if you were shaking a bag of skittles when you drive full speed over those sandy hills.

-You got Meryl thanking to god she put her seatbelt on

-Vash holding onto the back of the driver's seat for his life,, I think his nails left cuts in the seat itself jeez!

-Roberto's holding a hand out against your chest so you don't FLY out of your seat when you guys go airborne.

-And Wolfwood honestly wished the sandworms from earlier had eaten him.

-fuc- DID HIS PUNISHER JUST UNHOOK FROM THE ROOF-

-"STOP THE CAR STOP THE CAR!!"

[authorautumnbanks]

Accidentally Dating (12)

Summary: A series of accidental dates and meetings between Kagome and Satoru over the years.

Pairing: KagomexGojo

Series Master list

"I'll just use blue and pull the house apart," Satoru says, wiggling his fingers. He tilts his head to the side, causing his shades to slide down the bridge of his nose. There is nothing but mischief in those blue eyes of his.

"Absolutely not," Kagome says, exasperated. "What if they are still in there and you hurt them?" She rolls her eyes skyward and puts up a barrier around them because despite Satoru saying he'd put up a veil, he has yet to do the actual chants for one. Dear Kami, is this how Satoru is on his missions? Runs headfirst into them and then worry about the consequences later? He's too cocky sometimes for his own good.

"What the heck did you just do?" Suguru asks. "That didn't feel like cursed energy...it felt pure, almost."

Kagome tilts her head. "I put up a barrier because Satoru is slacking off." Does Suguru not know? Well... she's not going to elaborate, just in case. Dad said to keep her powers under wraps, but he never said if she needed to keep them under wraps from normal humans or if sorcerers were included in that.

"Pfft... we didn't need a veil." Satoru pouts. "So why can't I just use blue? The house is basically the curse. It'll be easier to just get rid of it instead of going inside and hunting the thing down."

Kagome shakes her head. "I'll just purify it and then the house can stay intact." Property damage much? Satoru should be more money-conscious, sheesh. Just because he can afford to pay the property damage, does not mean he should blow it up.

"You'll do what?"

"Suguru shut up," Satoru says.

"I can ask her a question!" Suguru glares at Satoru, who presses his forehead against Suguru's. "Stop being a brat."

"You're the brat."

Kagome blinks. "Are they always like this?"

"Sadly," Shoko says, shaking her head. She pulls out a cigarette and lights it. "Though Satoru seems to be more... amped up than usual." Shoko gives Kagome a look, though, for the life of her, Kagome doesn't get why. Kagome shrugs and walks to the front door. She places a hand on the house and shivers.

Kami, this house feels awful. Makes her a little nauseous with how tainted it feels. She closes her eyes to concentrate fully and drown out Satoru's and Suguru's shouts. No doubt, those two are roughhousing with one another. At least they sound like it.

Focus.

She inhales and pushes back against the curse, determined to stay in this world. The ground shakes.

"Kagome?" Satoru calls. Suddenly, his hands are on her, but she ignores him for now. Almost there. Just a little more and... Boom!

Kagome opens her eyes and frowns. Satoru cradles her against his chest as they are suspended in the air.

"You broke the house," Satoru says.

"I wasn't trying to!" Great, now how is she going to pay for this? She may have to ask Dad for help because there's no way the amount she has in her account is enough to cover this. Maybe sorcerers have insurance?

"AHHHHH!"

"Damn, Utahime, be quiet. I'm trying to talk to Kagome," Satoru says with a huff. "And you better not be looking up here, Suguru!"

"Fuck off," Suguru says.

"YOU SHUT UP!" Utahime screeches.

Kagome frowns at the dark-haired girl sitting in the rubble. Is this who they came to rescue? Is she a priestess too, or does she just like wearing the outfit? Kagome pokes the inside of her cheek with her tongue. No, this girl is a sorcerer like Satoru, though her curse energy is really, really low. Another girl with white hair strolls forward, with a smile on her face. Maybe it's the red lipstick or maybe it's the smug look on her face, but something about her reminds Kagome of a fox.

Cunning.

"We came here to save you," Satoru says. "You could at least be silent and stop crying."

"I DON'T NEED YOUR SAVING!"

"Course you do, since you're so weak."

Kagome sighs. "Satoru, be nice. And you can put me down now."

"Satoru," Suguru says, "You should be nicer to the weak. They can't help it."

Kagome blows out a breath. "Suguru, you should be nicer, too. That was backhanded."

Suguru makes a choked noise in the back of his throat. Shoko laughs, and Satoru pokes his lip out as though he wants to say something but is refraining himself. He lowers them to the ground and sets her down on her feet.

"Would you rescue me?" the white-haired girl asks.

Satoru scoffs. "You're strong. Why would I need to rescue you?"

Kagome squints and moves closer to Satoru's side. Is that girl hitting on him?

"Oh? And you are?"

"Kagome Gojo," Satoru says.

"It's still Higurashi," Kagome says, elbowing Satoru in the side.

"... Still Higurashi? Are you two engaged?"

"No."

"Yes."

Kagome sighs. "I'm sorry, but are you a Jujutsu High student as well?"

The woman wrinkles her nose. "I'm Mei Mei and I'm not a student anymore, but I do work for the school as long as the pay is worth it."

"Wait!" Utahime says, walking up the rubble. "You two are engaged? Someone actually said yes to you?" She points a finger at Satoru. "You poor woman! Blink twice if you need help."

"I don't need help."

"They're not engaged," Suguru says, throwing an arm around Kagome. Her eyebrows furrow together. What is Suguru doing? Satoru presses his hand to Suguru's cheek and tries to shove him off. "Yeah, they're not engaged because they're siblings."

"WHAT?" Kagome and Satoru shout. Where on earth did Suguru get that notion? It's not like this is the first time they have met.

"... Why am I not surprised the Gojo clan likes to keep it in the family," Utahime says, taking a step back.

"We are not siblings," Kagome says, elbowing Suguru. "We're childhood friends."

"You call his dad, dad. He calls your mom, mom," Suguru points out.

"Okay?" Kagome crosses her arms. "Dad's been around for years and calling him Gojo-san is impersonal."

"Yeah, Suguru," Satoru says, glowering. "Mom is my mother-in-law. Why wouldn't I call her that?"

"I'm so confused," Utahime says.

"Really?" Shoko asks. "I think it's entertaining."

"Your parents are alone on a trip to Italy."

Kagome throws her hands up. "Because Mom wanted pasta." She huffs. "And now I want pasta."

"Can't you pick something else?" Satoru asks. "I don't want to go where they are."

"Oh, are we going out of the country? I have a test to study for." Maybe Satoru can help her study for it. It's math, bleh! She hates math with a passion, though Satoru has a way of making it make sense.

Satoru squeezes his cheek with his hand completely covering his mouth. He drops his hand and then tilts his head to the left. "Maybe we could just get out of the city, then?"

"Okay, but we'll need separate rooms, so Mom and Dad don't freak out."

"Ugh, that's true."

Suguru snorts and then laughs so hard that he topples over. He even kicks his feet up and laughs harder when Shoko bends down to poke him.

"Shut the fuck up, Suguru!"

"The jokes write themselves," Suguru laughs, standing up. He holds out his hands in front of him. "I'm sorry. Sorry that you have a thing for your step-sister." Suguru lets out another round of laughter. "Help me, step-brother, I'm stuck!"

Kagome frowns. Why is Satoru's face so red? "What does that mean?"

"Nothing!" Satoru says. "Are we done here?"

"No one asked you to come," Utahime grumbles. "I was this close to solving it so I could get a promotion."

Shoko holds up a hand. "You and Mei Mei were gone for three days."

"Three days?" Mei Mei asks. "I guess I'll need to have them double my pay, then." Mei Mei pauses. "What kind of veil is this?"

"It's a barrier," Kagome says, right as Suguru's phone rings. "The house wasn't supposed to crumble, though. I guess the curse really didn't want to leave it."

"Who cares about the house," Satoru says, sticking his tongue out in disgust. "It was ugly anyway."

"That's not the point." Kagome huffs and plants her hands on her hips. "Do you always go for the most destructive option?"

Satoru shrugs one shoulder. "Whatever is fastest."

"Dear Kami, you and InuYasha are so similar."

Satoru splutters. "I'm nothing like that dog."

"If you say so, but you two even fight similarly."

"Meh, that's because the old man insists on us training together. He learned his moves from me. In fact, he should thank me the next time I see him. He had no hands before me."

"If you say so," Kagome repeats.

"Hey, we gotta go," Suguru says. "Yaga said he has a mission for us. Tengen-sama requested us."

Satoru grimaces. "Now? I'm trying to take Kagome out on a date."

"I still haven't decided what I'm in the mood for since pasta is out."

Satoru huffs. "Fine, then, while you're thinking about it, I guess I can see what Tengen wants."

"Tengen-sama," Suguru says.

"Whatever."

Kagome lowers the barrier and rubs her hands up and down her arms. She looks at the mess of where the house used to be. "Maybe we should all get going before someone notices." Kagome motions to the rubble. Someone is bound to notice that a house is suddenly gone. Satoru grabs her hand and gives her a quick squeeze.

"I'll walk you back home before heading to the school."

Suguru groans. "Then I'm coming too, or you won't show up at all."

"Butt out," Satoru snaps back.

Suguru walks over Kagome's other side and grabs her other hand. "Nope. I'm coming too. I don't trust you."

Kagome frowns. "Satoru doesn't shriek from his responsibilities."

Suguru snorts. "Because I wrangle him in."

"I will kick your ass. Let Kagome's hand go."

Suguru sticks out his tongue.

"I wouldn't mind someone walking me back," Mei Mei chimes.

Satoru and Suguru scoff. Kagome inhales. She's getting really tired of them pulling on her. Kagome stares at her and Suguru's hands and gives him a shock. Nothing too strong, but enough to get him to back off. He jolts and lets her hand go.

"OI! Don't look at her like that."

"I'm not looking at her like anything!"

Kagome looks up at the sky and sends a prayer for patience, but sadly the extra patience does not manifest and she's about this close to sending a bigger shock of purification at both of them. She squeezes Satoru's hand and pulls him along. Satoru barks out a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"You're still so slow," he says, picking her up as though she weighs nothing more than a sheet of paper. Kagome pouts.

"It's because your legs are so long now."

"Satoru!" Suguru yells. "Get back here!"

Satoru laughs. "Keep up, Suguru! Slow ass!"

Kagome rolls her eyes as she snuggles closer to Satoru. Oh, he's really warm. Feels nice. "Are you really going to ditch him?"

"He doesn't need to know where you live."

"But he's your best friend?"

"You're my best friend... he's second place. And Suguru doesn't need to know where you live. He's got my number."

"But what if something happened to you and he needs to let someone know? I don't want to find out through Dad, who finds out through the school." Kagome wraps her arms around Satoru's neck and inhales. He always smells nice. Satoru huffs, but he slows down enough for Suguru to catch up.

"Walk on the other side," Satoru barks out.

Suguru throws his hands up and makes a big show of walking around Satoru. "Happy?"

"Yeah, I saw the looks you keep throwing her away."

"I'm right here," Kagome says.

"I do not want your step-sister."

Kagome closes her eyes and sighs. Why does Suguru keep calling her and Satoru siblings? She pulls back slightly to glare at Suguru, who blinks and then flushes. Huh? What's with him? "We're not siblings."

"My bad, my bad." Suguru holds his hands out in front of him.

"Yeah, the old man isn't good enough for Mom, anyway."

Kagome wrinkles her nose. "Don't talk about Dad like that."

Suguru snorts and then laughs. Satoru growls in the back of his throat and turns to run down an alley. He tightens his hold on Kagome and jumps up, landing on the roof. Satoru leans over and sticks his tongue out at Suguru below.

"Can't we ditch him?"

"You should be nice to your friends." Kagome clucks her tongue. "But...you could make him work for it." The only warning she gets is a flash of a smile from Satoru before he takes off, jumping from building to building. They move so fast that the buildings are nothing more than a blur. Her stomach is a bit queasy, so Kagome turns her head and buries it into Satoru's chest.

Yeah, he smells really nice.

And Suguru needs to knock it out. She and Satoru are not siblings.

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A/N: Wishing you a wonderful week! If you're in the US, have an amazing 4th of July.

"Has Syouma and Satoru seen the shikon shards?" - Yep! Kagome brings them with her. They aren't tempted by it, but she does keep a seal on them because of curses and those that might be tempted.

"Has InuYasha and Suguru met?" - Not yet and Suguru is wondering why Satoru is saying that his dog has hands now.

"Is the skirt shorter than her uniform?" - It's about the same length, but she was feeling a little awkward earlier because she and Satoru pretty much took a leap in their relationship...though she forgot all about that once everything else settled.

"Does Syouma take Sota for outings too?" - Yep! Sota doesn't get neglected. He gets some training too, though it isn't nearly as rigorous as what Satoru and InuYasha have to do.

We still gotta do the gossip chapter. I can't remember if I said it or not, but I think that chapter may be a multiverse one. How To Tame Satoru will show up in his own body rather than taking over Accidental Satoru's body.

Next update will most likely be on Saturday. I've got some original stuff I've procrastinated on, so just depends on how far along I get on those. And it'll probably be a Thousand Days, though I thought of a Twisted Desire scene where they lock Kagome in the house, but that would also require them getting a high tech house with passcodes and fingerprints to get in and out.

Take care! Get plenty of sleep. Take your vitamins and drink your water. And JJK should be off break this week, so make sure to refill your well lol.

[venusjaynie]

stranger things social media au part 3

this is eddie's party (which he threw at steve's house) and the aftermath of it !

cw: mentions of alcohol consumption and hangovers. steve being a jealous little shit in the comments

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b.hargrove

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b.hargrove: omw to harringtons to reclaim my crown as keg king

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johnnybyers: broooooo why is tommy hagan staring at your ass

↳ b.hargrove: no why are you actually right

↳ johnnybyers: lowkey sus

↳ y/ns.priv24: calm down among us

stevie.h: watch yourself hargrove. coming for your crown fr

↳ b.hargrove: id like to see you try harrington

↳ y/ns.priv24: stop flirting with my boyfriend bitch

↳ b.hargrove: HOW IS THAT FLIRTING

y/ns.priv24

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y/ns.priv24: beer pong but make it cider (cause nancy and i hate beer and the boys would clearly do anything for us including changing their favourite game)

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johnnybyers: the things we do for you girls

↳ y/ns.priv24: you love us

↳ johnnybyers: only sometimes

thefreakmunson: it was worth it cause i got to see you drunk off of 3 ciders

↳ y/ns.priv24: and 2 vodka lemonades

↳ stevie.h: and 2 tequila sunrises. c'mon munson keep up

↳ thefreakmunson: sure sure

willthewise: i'm telling mom you got drunk. she's gonna kill you

↳ y/ns.priv24: sorry kid that doesn't apply to me now that i'm 21

↳ willthewise: oh yeah. damn

b.hargrove: never changing the rules of beer pong for you guys ever again. find your own drinking game

↳ thefreakmunson: if you don't like the new game throw your own party then hargrove

↳ b.hargrove: shut up

stevie.h

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stevie.h: reckon i've got enough jello shots?

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y/ns.priv24: i call every single green one.

↳ stevie.h: baby youre such a lightweight youll be hammered after 3

↳ y/ns.priv24: i didnt ask?

↳ stevie.h: so petty

↳ y/ns.priv24: you love it

↳ itsbuckleybitch: get a room lovebirds

nanceewheeler

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nanceewheeler: me and j xx

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y/ns.priv24: i think i deserve some credit for these amazing photography skills

↳ nanceewheeler: we appreciate your fantastic photo skills

↳ johnnybyers: nance is right. thank you for being amazing at photography (after i showed you the ropes) baby sis

↳ y/ns.priv24: youre more than welcome big brother

itsbuckleybitch: cuties

↳ nanceewheeler: ily

willthewise: jonathan you look drunk in this hahaha

↳ johnnybyers: hahahaha youre right

↳ argyledude: "look" sure thing bro

↳ y/ns.priv24: argyle when tf did you get insta

↳ argyledude: ive always had it. just prefer to stalk than to comment baby byers

↳ y/ns.priv24: valid. also will is baby byers

↳ argyledude: oh shit yeah you're right

itsbuckleybitch

Liked by b.hargrove, stevie.h, y/ns.priv24 and others.

itsbuckleybitch: these wimps should be grateful that they're friends with me and y/n cause eddie bought 2 six packs and thought it would be enough for everyone

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y/ns.priv24: me and rob supplying the good stuff (aka vodka) as per

↳ itsbuckleybitch: what would they do without us and my ID honestly

thefreakmunson: shut up guys i bought 3 six packs. that's 18 beers

↳ itsbuckleybitch: thank you for doing the math for me. i'm afraid i would've struggled if you didnt

↳ thefreakmunson: fuck you

madmaxx: can you save me some pls

↳ y/ns.priv24: yeah but don't tell billy

↳ b.hargrove: byers i swear to god if you give my little sister vodka ill kill you.

↳ y/ns.priv24: "little sister" aw you never call her that

↳ b.hargrove: i'm serious. do not give that kid vodka.

↳ y/ns.priv24: billy obviously i'm not going to give your sister vodka. that would be ridiculous (sorry max)

↳ madmaxx: ugh billy you're so annoying

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the aftermath

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itsbuckleybitch

Liked by y/ns.priv24, b.hargrove, itsbuckleybitch and others.

itsbuckleybitch: he woke up looking like this

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y/ns.priv: lookin sexy as ever baby

↳ stevie.h: youre so wrong for taking this pic

b.hargrove: man that keg challenge really took you out

↳ stevie.h: i know

thefreakmunson: jesus you're hanging wtf you only did the keg challenge

↳ stevie.h: have you ever done the keg challenge??

↳ thefreakmunson: not necessarily no but i know 2 people who have

↳ y/ns.priv24: i think you mean 3?? me steve and billy??

↳ thefreakmunson: HA you haven't done it don't play w me you don't even like beer

↳ b.hargrove: nah man she has. it's terrifying. she beat my record first try

↳ thefreakmunson: 😧

y/ns.priv24

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y/ns.priv24: much needed hangover cuddles from nance

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nanceewheeler: i'm always here for hungover cuddles 🫶🫶

↳ y/ns.priv24: love you

stevie.h: where's my hangover cuddle :(

↳ thefreakmunson: "where ma hug at 🥺"

↳ y/ns.priv24: EDDIE LMFAO

↳ stevie.h: 😐

b.hargrove

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b.hargrove: me and y/n on the mandatory hangover cure coffee run

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itsbuckleybitch: i better get my venti vanilla iced latte

↳ y/ns.priv24: dw bbg it's otw

↳ stevie.h: 'bbg' go fuck yourself what do you think this is

↳ b.hargrove: god someones jealous

↳ y/ns.priv24: sorry stevie. i can call you bbg if you want ;)

↳ itsbuckleybitch: yeah no lets not

thefreakmunson

thefreakmunson: shut the fucking blinds

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nanceewheeler: you could also just sleep somewhere else?

↳ thefreakmunson: i wish i could, but i cant. well... can but... wont. should, maybe, but... shornt...

↳ johnnybyers: wtf are you even saying

↳ thefreakmunson: what part of shornt dont you understand

↳ y/ns.priv24: yeah you no longer have netflix priveliges

↳ thefreakmunson: NO

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ugh these are so fun to make