#I FORGOT I WAS BEING EMO YESTERDAY

[sleeping-at-sea]

THEY ADDED THE HADES SOUNDTRACK BACK TO APPLE

[randomshyperson]

Third time lucky - Wanda Maximoff Oneshots

Summary: Some misunderstandings are just the result of poor communication. Or the one where Wanda has a crush and can't find the right time to confess. | Writing Challenge.

Warnings: Fluff and brief mild angst (unrequited love impressions), mutual pining, friends to lovers, some mentions of drinking, college au. | Words: 3.064k

A/N-> I've been having busy days, and apparently, I start dozens of series and never finish a single one. I saw some videos of Prompts challenges on Tik Tok and this one was finished. I do miss Emo!Wanda a lot, and I’ve been trying to work with something for her, but no luck so far. Anyways, good reading to you all!

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Buried in the safety of her blankets, Wanda tries to understand how the whole perfect three-month planning went wrong all at once in a 30-second conversation.

This was all Steve's fault.

If he had waited just one more day to end his long-standing relationship with Bucky, he would have avoided affecting his entire group of friends, and Wanda wouldn't have had to drive 40 minutes to the other side of town to drag Barnes' drunk and pissed ass back to the University, and she wouldn't have had the conversation with you.

It was such an unfair situation. She had a plan. Go to the movies together, to the market, have dinner and then, ring. Well, confession first.

"I know we've been friends for a while, but I've secretly been in love since we bumped into each other on the way out of the stadium that day, and spending time with you has only escalated that. Do you wanna be more than friends?" 

She hoped that all this time you were secretly in love as well and she would be the happiest person in the world.

But Steve Rogers broke up with his boyfriend who got too drunk to drive back to his place, and when Wanda safely handed him over to you, all you could tell her was that you were glad you two would never go through anything like this in your entirely platonic friendship.

A bucket of cold water, honestly.

So now Wanda just wanted to lie down and be protected under the covers, with no risk of being hurt again.

Her twin had other plans.

"Wanda, why aren't you ready? Natasha is already downstairs with the car." That's what Pietro questioned as he entered the bedroom of their shared apartment, a grimace stamped at the scene of his sister under the covers in the dark bedroom. 

All the brunette did was groan, which made him sigh. The next minute, the curtains were pulled open and Wanda had to hide from the light with a pillow.

"Go away." She grumbled, but the twin just threw himself sitting up in bed.

" Don't tell me Miss Calendar forgot that we were going to celebrate Yelena's birthday today?" ironized her brother, smirking at Wanda's attempt to get away from his fingers that began to torment her with tickles.

Wanda only grunted again. "How did that not get canceled?" She managed to retort, busy deflecting the tickles to see Pietro shrugging.

"It's not like Yelena is that close to the boys. Besides this, Steve isn't going, and Bucky is still hung over. And you're holding us up."   To emphasize her brother's statement, the loud horn outside easily recognized from Natasha's Truck could be heard. Pietro chuckled before pulling Wanda's covers off at once, ignoring the other's protest. "Move it, lazy girl. We have to get there soon or Nat won't find a parking spot."

"I don't want to go."

"Wanda, come on, Yelena is your best friend's little sister." Pietro reasons, but seeing his sister's almost tearful expression, he immediately assumes a worried expression. "What happened, Pchelka (little bee)?"

Wanda sniffled low, not meeting his gaze. "I was going to tell Y/N how I feel yesterday."

Her brother's eyes widened. "Oh? And how was it?"

"I didn't get a chance. She said she was glad we were friends, and we don't have to go through the same problems as Bucky and Steve." She tells tearfully, but Pietro makes a confused face.

"Wait, but you told her? How do you feel?"

Wanda chuckles indignantly. "What? Didn't you hear what I just said?" Retorted the girl, wiping her face before she started crying for good. "She said we were friends, how do you expect me to-"

"Wanda, for God's sake." Pietro interrupted her with an impatient sigh, pulling his cell phone from his pocket. He typed a quick excuse to Natasha to get her to stop honking in front of the building and approached his sister. "You and Y/N are friends, of course, she's glad about this strange, yet amazing connection you two share. The same kind I had with Barry, and you know, it would have worked out if I hadn't screwed it up. But the fact is, we only had a chance of right and wrong because I had the balls to admit what I was feeling."

She frowns thoughtfully. "What is your point?"

Pietro smiles. "My point is that you are here, whining about a rejection that only happened in your head."

"But she said-"

"The truth." He interrupts gently. "You two are friends, and she values this friendship, these are facts. It doesn't mean you can't be more than friends, or that the puppy dog eyes she always gives you are platonic."

Wanda giggles shyly, her cheeks warming. "You're making that one up."

"Yeah, I'm the delusional twin." Retorts the other, laughing when Wanda tries to hit him with a pillow. "Put it together, sis. And grow some nerve. Y/N will be there today, you might make her week better."

Wanda sighs. "Or ruin it for good."

Pietro rolls his eyes. "Wanda, go get changed or I'll be the one to tell her why we were late."

"You wouldn't dare!" Wanda retorts, already getting up. Pietro laughs.

"Try me."

The drive to the dam was uneventful after that - although Wanda had had to put up with her twin and her best friend making fun of all her dramatics that morning.  It was somewhat ironic how apparently all her friends knew about her feelings, except the one person she wanted to be aware of it.

The dam was considerably full, but that was common for weekends even on a not-so-hot day, and the absence of tests at Uni certainly helped. Fortunately, Natasha was able to find a place close enough, and within minutes, Wanda was finishing putting beers to ice near the food table that Maria Hill had set up with the rest of her friends who arrived first.

Wanda only went back to the truck to get Yelena's gift and was ready to lock the car and return to the cheap fun when she was wrapped tightly by strong arms that lifted her into the air. She would have screamed in fright if she hadn't recognized the mischievous giggle.

"Look guys, I found a cute deer all alone." The teasing made the rest of the group chuckle as well. Wanda tried to have a little control over the color of her face, but she became very aware that the Wolf Jacket - The University's mascot - was the only thing that cover your swimsuit from her skin. You spun her around by the waist as you set her down again, and the proximity was almost suffocating. 

"Where is everyone?" It was Clint who asked, holding a packet of coal on his shoulders. Beside him, Laura was wearing only the skirt of the cheerleading team that Wanda was also a member of, the black deer stamped on the edge, and a dark bikini covering her torso. 

Wanda mumbled the direction as you took a step back, and could barely notice when the rest of the group left the two of you alone. You leaned against the truck, and Wanda tried to put it together, as Pietro told her to.

"Your face is a little red, Wands. Did you remember to put on sunscreen? I have some in my backpack..." You were so clueless that it would be adorable if it wasn't frustrating. Wanda began to fantasize about the confession and ended up even redder when she noticed you shaking some sunscreen at the height of her face for what seemed like some time. 

"T-thank you." She mumbled embarrassedly, reaching up to pull the item out, but you moved it out of her reach.

"Don't be silly, I'll help you." You said casually, signaling with your free hand for her to turn around, which Wanda did very quickly.

She heard you pressing the cream into her hands, and she had to hold her breath to keep from sighing with each rub of your fingers against her skin. Rubbing and spreading the sunscreen.

"What were you doing here all by yourself?" you start the casual conversation, curious. 

Wanda swallows to disguise the huskiness in her voice. "I forgot Yelena's gift in the car."

"Hm, and what did you get for her?" You asked, finishing the shoulders and pulling your hands away to apply more lotion.

"Some tapes from that store she likes," Wanda grumbles, biting her lips as she feels your hands go down her back. "She hasn't shut up about Don Mclean in the last few months, so I also helped Nat buy some tickets. They're going to the concert next month."

"Oh, that sounds nice." You complimented, somewhat distracted. Wanda hummed in agreement, hoping to the heavens that you didn't notice how shivery she was under your touch. But judging by your silence and proximity, you could probably tell. A moment later, when you were done with her back and Wanda was forced to work with all her mind control not to do anything idiotic when she was face to face with you again, you commented, "You practically ran out yesterday. I was hoping we would watch some movie, maybe even a sitcom."

Wanda smiles shyly, needing to look away because you were going to start rubbing sunscreen on her face now.

"Hm, sorry." She murmurs. "I thought you'd be busy with Bucky."

"He's a grown-up, Wands. Besides, I would hardly sacrifice time with you to babysit hungover Bucky Barnes."

She panicked, you were too close, and looking at her fondly when you said these things. All she could do was giggle nervously.

"You like me this much, huh?"

It was your turn to chuckle a little confusedly, raising an eyebrow. Wanda swallowed dryly because you were applying sunscreen to her cheeks, but instead of pushing your hands away, you wrapped them around her cheeks.

"Yeah, I like you that much." You assured her and Wanda felt her heart jump in her chest. 

Okay, as Pietro encouraged her in the car: Go big or go home. She opened her mouth to finally confess, but you let go of her face. "All set." You announced about the sunscreen, moving to put the item back in your purse and stepping away in record time. Wanda stood frozen in shock, and you looked at her with confusion. "You're not coming?"

She swallowed the humiliation and lack of courage and forced a smile. "Of course." 

But you stepped into her path, and Wanda panted slightly. 

"Aren't you forgetting anything?"

"Hm, am I?" 

You chuckled. "Yelena's birthday present..."

"Shit, yeah, sure." Wanda was a complete mess. She turned around again, grabbed the gift packed in the passenger seat, and met you halfway. 

And you made the color of her face worse when you simply hold her free hand with yours, pulling her closer to whisper: "My invitation still stands, Maximoff. After the party, how about we have a sitcom night?"

With her heart hammering, Wanda takes a chance. "Yes, but only if it's just the two of us." She declares, and you chuckle shortly, eyeing her with some doubt.

"Are you asking me to kick Bucky out of the apartment?"

She sighs. "No, I... God, you're impossible." She grumbled in frustration, feeling her face very warm. She was ready to clarify when someone shouted your name.

It was Natasha, at the entrance to the parking area, hurrying the two of you because you had the matches in your backpack and the barbecue was supposed to start soon.

Wanda sighed tiredly again and walked off ahead of you.

You followed her with confusion a second later.

-&-

“Judging by your face, things didn’t work out with Y/N.”

Yelena's comment didn't make her feel any better, other than it caught her by surprise enough that Wanda nearly knocked all the beer over.

Yelena chuckled, holding the strainer before the item lost its balance completely and ensuring the safety of the drink for the rest of the party.

"How did you...?"

"Natasha tells me everything, naturally." Clarified the blonde as she shrugged. "This, and well, everyone knows."

Wanda sighed, stealing a glance over to the group of people where you were laughing at some comment Maria made.

"Yeah, not everyone." Murmured the upset brunette. Yelena cleared her throat quietly.

"You know, maybe rejection can be a good thing." Started the blonde to which Wanda grimaced. "Now that you know she doesn't feel the same way, at least you can start looking for someone else who does."

With a nervous chuckle, Wanda retorted, "Technically, I didn't say what I felt, so I haven't been rejected yet and-"

But Yelena interrupted her by reaching out and tapping her finger against her forehead, a gesture that made Wanda grumble. "глупый (silly). You didn't even tell her?"

Rubbing her forehead, the brunette grumbled; "Your sister interrupted me, I was about to."

Yelena chuckled incredulously, stealing a glance at the group as well. "You are unbelievable, Maximoff." She commented before a sigh. "You know this is your fault right? None of this would have happened if you had only agreed to go out with her when she asked you the first time, you silly girl."

Wanda grimaced. "Sorry, what?"

But Yelena just shrugged. "Yeah, you know I'm right. If you had just gone along with it, you would have saved yourself all this stress, and you wouldn't have to stand there trying to build up your courage and-" 

"Yelena, what are you talking about?" Wanda interrupted her. "Y/N never asked me out."

It was the other's turn to look at her as if she had fallen and hit her head. "Of course she did! When we met, silly, at Stark's party in freshman year."

Wanda shook her head. "I met Y/N the first time by bumping into her in a hallway-"

"What, no!" Yelena giggled nostalgically. She dropped her glass of beer and started gesturing a little as she counted. "Don't you remember Stark's party, freshman year? I introduced Y/N to the group, and you had just kicked Vision's ass...oh, I think I know why you don't remember. You got drunk as hell and threw up on the guy in the band, the one with the shaved hair. It was Y/N who drove your car back to the dorm, Wanda. You really don't remember her?"

There was a pact to forget about the humiliation from that night, to be honest, but hearing Yelena quote the facts brought it all back with full force. The last fight with Vision, Tony's birthday at Stark Mansion that turned into a riot loud enough for the party to end with the arrival of the police, and a lot of drinking. Enough for Wanda to forget kind eyes and respectful hands keeping her off the sidewalk.

She looked at you again, and remembered your husky laugh, months ago, in her room when her drunk self said she thought you were really pretty.

"Well, I think you're pretty too, Maximoff. So how about, when you sober up, you and I go out on a date?" You asked, ignoring the teasing giggles of the other two - Yelena was helping Natasha back to bed. 

"I'd love to." She replied drunkenly, giggling when you helped her get under the covers. She made some joke about dreams that made you smile, and then she never thought about this night again.

In the present, Yelena was saying something about how technically she never rejected you, but Wanda cut her off with excuse, and simply turned her back on her, rushing off in your direction.

Whatever Maria's joke was, it was unheard by you with Wanda's sudden arrival.

"Hey, is everything ok-"

"Why didn't you ask me out again?" She interrupted you almost in desperation, ignoring the presence of the other people. You stared at her in shock, surprised at the sudden question. Maria cleared her throat, gesturing to the girls, and everyone sneaked out. 

"Sorry, what?"

"After the party." Wanda retorted without losing her attitude. "You asked me out, and I was too drunk to remember this. Why didn't you ask again after?"

Your cheeks turned pink, and you chuckled awkwardly. "I don't know, Wands." You murmur shyly. Wanda's heart leaps at the lovely image in front of her. "You didn't remember me, and when we started hanging out with everyone else and you quickly included me as a friend, I assumed it was your way of saying you weren't interested without hurting me-"

"But I am interested!" She interrupted you a little louder and more desperate than she would have liked. You gasped in surprise, widening your eyes. "God, I'm so interested."

You chuckle shyly, your face rosy. "Oh, really?"

Wanda thought it best to prove the point, and just grabbed your shirt collar, staring into your eyes for a moment and giving you time to pull away if you wanted to. You did the complete opposite, ending the distance by pressing your lips against hers.

Gasping, Wanda pulled away. "Yeah, definitely interested." She murmured affectedly before kissing you again, now for real, feeling your smile into the kiss.

You ended up parting soon after, both of you unable not to laugh in relief and happiness. Wanda could feel her face burning, and she knew the audience but didn't care one bit. She was too happy for that.

"You taste like beer." Your comment while holding her made her look at you curiously. "Please don't have another alcoholic amnesia with me."  You joked with a certain truth, and Wanda chuckled, stealing another intense kiss before pulling away.

"Are you kidding? I'll definitely remember this." She assured you tenderly, and you smiled apologetically. When you went to kiss her again, Wanda placed a finger over your lips. "Besides this, you could sleep over. It will be easy to remember if I wake up next to you..."

You smirked, kissing her cheek, your arms securely around her. "What a naughty girl you turned out to be, Maximoff."

She slid her fingers away to cup your cheek. "Oh darling, you have no idea." And you swallowed dryly at the teasing whisper.

With luck, it wouldn't take them long to cut the cake and end the party. 

[cowgurrrl]

Kiwi

Pairing: rockstar!joel miller x actress!reader

Author’s note: as I was writing this, I proclaimed in the most southern accent, “now we’re cookin’ with peanut oil!” so do that with that

Summary: Joel goes home for a month. You stay in California to work. What could possibly go wrong? [3.8k]

Warnings: HEAVILY implied casting couch culture, brief allusion to creepy Hollywood producers, yearning, I can’t think of anything else!!

Boarding my flight now.

Thanks for letting me know?

Well, I texted my mama to let her know, and she told me to text "that girlfriend of mine."

Doesn't sound like she's a huge fan.

She'll live.

You like the message and go to put your phone away when it buzzes again.

Is it weird that I kinda miss talking to you?

You smile and ignore your name being called over the intercom for another beat.

There are a lot of weird things about you, Joel Miller, but that one feels the most normal.

Text me when you land in Austin. Tell your mom I said hi.

You tuck your phone away, fighting the stupid smile on your face, and look up to see a pissed-off PA walking towards you. You apologize and half jog to the sound stage where Ryan is waiting. 

"The perfect punctual queen is late for once? Is the world going to shit?" He asks, and you slap his arm.

"People are allowed to be late."

"Does your lateness have anything to do with your boy toy?"

"Are you ever gonna call him by his name?" You ask. He senses that you're stalling his question and take a deep breath. "Joel is flying home to Texas today to visit family and get some work done. He'll be gone for a month."

"Oh, how will you ever survive?" He pouts, and you give him a look. The director calling for places stops you from responding, but you threaten him with the promise of picking up the conversation later. 

You don't ever get to tell him off for suggesting that you can't live without Joel being in the same state because of how late shooting goes. It might've been exhaustion, but you swore that you saw the sun starting to rise over the horizon by the time you finally got to leave. You knocked out a good chunk of the scenes you were still working on, which is great news, but you were mentally and physically drained. You slept most of the next day and missed Joel's messages from one whole time zone away. 

Landed.

Jesus Christ, I forgot how hot it is here.

My mama told me to ask you if you go to church since she doesn't believe me.

Attached: Two photos

You laugh as you sleepily scroll through his texts when you wake up mid-afternoon, feeling a little bit better from your long night. One of the pictures he sent is of him sitting in the cab of an old truck with the caption, "This was my first car. I can't convince my dad to sell the damn thing." The second is a blurry photo of a blue-looking weed on the side of the road surrounded by what looks like thousands of other blue weeds. "Turns out the state flower will literally grow anywhere besides in a pot in my house."

A) I'm glad you made it in safely. B) Isn't Texas the armpit of the South? C) I don't go to church, and I never have, but please feel free to lie to her. D) I can imagine a young, emo Joel Miller driving it now.

He reads your messages almost as soon as they deliver, and your screen lights up with his initials as he calls you. You yawn as you pick up and hear chatter in the background of wherever he is.

"First of all," he starts in a determined tone. "Texas ain't the armpit of the South. That's South Carolina." He says. He hasn't even been in Texas for forty-eight hours, and his accent is already thick again.

"My mistake," you laugh. "Did you have another point, or was that it?"

"Second of all, why d'you sound so tired?"

"Obviously, I was out partying with strange men all night."

"Really?" He asks, and you scoff.

"No, Joel. Filming went really late yesterday. I don't think I got home until six this morning."

"Sounds intense." 

"Not as intense as being interrogated by your mother," you say, and he hums. You hear someone laughing in the background and relish in the joy that you're not there to witness. He doesn't say anything for a minute, and you wonder if the line dropped, but when you pull the phone away from your face, you see the call is still active. "You really miss me so much that you called me just to sit on the line?"

"Maybe I did." He says. You take a deep breath and glance at the clock on your bedside table. He's two hours ahead. The sun must be setting by now, casting gorgeous rays onto his skin and making his eyes look amber. You wonder what Texas air does to Joel's soul. Maybe it soothes him like only an old baby blanket can. Maybe it makes him jumpy, like he's waiting for a clap of thunder that never comes. Maybe it makes him wonder why he left in the first place. You wish you could be there to read his expression and try to decipher what he's thinking. Someone calls Joel's name in the background, and you hear him shuffle with the phone, probably covering the microphone with his hand because the voices become muffled. When the phone comes back to his ear, he takes a deep breath, and you do the same. "I gotta go. Can I call you tomorrow?" He asks. 

"I'm counting on it, Miller." You say, and he laughs before mumbling a good night and hanging up the phone. 

After that, it becomes a habit for Joel to call you every day from Texas. He'll tell you different stories about his parents, how Austin has changed since he left, and update you on how the newest album is coming. He listens to you rant about work, how tired you are, and how frustrated you always get toward the end of a project. Sometimes the conversations last ten minutes, and sometimes they last hours. One night, you fell asleep on the phone with him because he was trying to get your opinion on a new song, but you had spent the day filming the scene of your character giving birth, which was tiring in its own right. He doesn't chide you for it. He just sends you a goodnight text and promises to call you the following night.

You hate to admit it, but production speeds up with Joel out of town. You end up wrapping your scenes a week early while Ryan still has another couple of days of filming his scenes. You'll probably get called back in for reshoots in a few months, but you feel really good about the work you put out there, and you finally get the chance to rest before Melanie sends you more scripts to read over. You send Joel a photo of your open laptop and a glass of wine next to it as the California sun sets over your balcony. 

Wrap parties are looking different as I get older.

Don't worry. I'm sure you'll still be a drunk, no matter how old.

Asshole.

Lashing out is the first sign of a bigger problem. I think I should call Melanie.

You laugh and search for the middle finger emoji when he sends you another text.

Paul got me on the list for some charity event this Saturday. Want to come with me? He said it'd probably be better to get some more dates in sooner rather than later.

The reminder that this is all fake shifts your entire mood. Of course, it's always lingering in your mind, but the texting didn't feel fake. The late-night calls didn't feel fake. He didn't feel fake. In fact, this is the first time you feel like you have a sliver of an idea as to who Joel Miller actually is when he isn't selling out world tours and recording platinum albums. It's stupid for you to feel this way. You have no reason to. No right. You take a deep breath and type out a message.

Sure.

On Friday, you drive to the airport to pick Joel up, creating an over-the-top scene of you running and jumping into his arms. His hat falls off his head and onto the ground as he catches you and kisses you sweetly. When he sets you back on the ground, he doesn't let you go right away. He lingers in your arms, and even though your feelings are still hurt and you're still trying to remind yourself that this is all fake, you let him. He smells like a detergent you don't recognize, but underneath that, you catch a whiff of the cologne he always wears. You rub his back as you hold him in the middle of the airport. 

"'S really good to see your face," he says into your neck, and you nod. 

"You too."

As you drive him home, he brings you up to speed on how the album is coming along and how different Texas was when he was there. You tell him about the last few days on set and an upcoming press junket in New York City. He lights up when you tell him the dates as you maneuver through LA traffic.

"I'm scheduled to go to New York to work with my sound mixer that same time. He's got his own studio out there now and knows more about it than I do," he says. "Maybe we can fly together? Make it look like a couple's trip?"

"Sure," you say. He furrows his eyebrows at your lack of excitement, and you scramble for something else to talk about. "How are your parents?" You ask. The rest of the ride to his house goes off without a hitch, and he kisses you again as he gets out of the car, both of you highly aware of the car full of paparazzi that's been tailing you since you left the airport. He promises to pick you up at five the following night, and you just nod. When you get home, you walk calmly into your house, lock the door, and scream.

Joel's hand is in yours as you wait for your turn to walk the carpet. You're not sure why there's a red carpet at a charity event, but you're not about to throw a fit about it. Joel is wearing a sleek black suit, and you're matching with a long black dress. It's a low-cut backless dress, and a sparkly necklace your stylist picked out rests against your sternum. Joel taps your hand, and you look at him.

"You okay?" He asks. He looks worried as he steps between you and the wall of photographers waiting for you to stand and pose perfectly for their photos. "You've been quiet the past few days."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. I think I'm still recovering from that last week of filming." 

"Are you sure you're not gettin' sick?" He asks, raising his other hand to your cheeks like he's checking your temperature. You smile half-heartedly and swat his hand away.

"I'm sure," you say. He tries to say more, but someone with a clipboard gets your attention and asks if you're ready. You nod and step onto the carpet, holding Joel's hand. The press erupts into a cloud of noise, startling you and making Joel laugh. You slap his chest and plaster on your rehearsed smile. You do your best to look where all the photographers are yelling at you to look and try different poses so they can get what they need. Everyone has to make a living, you suppose. You just wish their salary wasn't at the expense of your privacy. 

You get halfway down the carpet, taking pictures as a couple and some solo shots, before one of the photographers yells a new command. "Can we get a kiss?" He shouts. You pretend not to hear him and show off how the dress dips down your back, hugging you in all the right places. Still, the photographer is demanding a kiss, and now others have joined in too. It feels very "dance, monkey, dance," but you do your best to grit your teeth and smile. You catch Joel staring at you when you turn. It could be the flashing bulbs of cameras or how he's looking at you, but his eyes are sparkling, and the creases in the corners make you melt just a little. 

You hold out your hand for him to join you, which he happily obliges, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close enough for him to kiss your temple. "You alright?" He asks against your skin as you rest a hand on his chest and look up at him. You nod and glance between his eyes and his lips. The chorus of people practically begging for a picture of you two kissing is growing, and you raise your eyebrows at him. 

"You gonna keep them waiting, or are you gonna kiss me?" You ask, the playful lilt reserved for him returning to your voice. He gives you a look and smirks before leaning down a pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. Everyone ooh's and aw's at you two, but you only care about how fast his heartbeat is against your palm. You want to blame it on the anxiety of walking the carpet and having people scream at you to do whatever they want. No, you have to blame it on that. There's no other option.

When you finally get inside, Joel gets you a glass of wine and a mixed drink for himself. The event is sweet and goes by quickly as you listen to people talk about something they're so passionate about. You decide to donate some money under an anonymous name once you are all excused to the reception, where there's food, more alcohol, and dancing. Joel leaves your side to catch up with some musician buddies, kissing your cheek before disappearing into the crowd. 

You nurse your wine as people you've never met start conversations with you. They're all polite and ask about your newest project, how LA's been treating you, and what's up next for you. You can't reveal much due to the NDA you signed at the beginning of shooting, but you tell them how excited you are for them to be able to see it and admit you've got some auditions lined up in the coming weeks. You've probably given the same answers to a handful of different people when you realize you're out of wine and Joel is still missing. You scan the room for him, but you can't find him. That's fine, you think. It's not like he's obligated to stick to my side at all times. He can have his own life.

You sigh as you belly up to the bar and order another glass of wine. You almost make it a double when someone taps your arm, making you turn. "I don't mean to interrupt, but you look exquisite tonight. I just thought you should know," ultra-famous producer Richard Pike tells you. You blink at him, your brain struggling to catch up with the fact that one of the men who's made the most award-winning films in the past twenty years just noticed you. "I know everyone has probably told you that tonight, but-"

"Oh, no. Thank you. I'm sorry. I was just a little starstruck right then," you apologize before holding your hand out to introduce yourself. He takes your hand and kisses the top of it. It's very dramatic, but this is Hollywood we're talking about. Your glass of wine arrives, and he pays the bartender before you can even reach for your purse. 

"Women as gorgeous as you should never have to pay for a drink. Ever." He says, and you laugh.

"I mean, I won't argue with you on that," you say, taking your glass in your hand to clink it against his glass of scotch. "Thank you, Mr. Pike."

"Please, call me Richard," he insists. "You just finished another movie, didn't you? You're a very busy girl."

"Yes, sir. I'm already looking for new projects to audition for." 

"Oh, I remember when I had actors audition. See, that was before I started writing roles for specific actors. Some people call that crude or playing favorites, but it hasn't failed me yet." 

"No, sir, it hasn't."

"So formal! Yes, sir! No, sir! Are you like this with everyone?" He asks as he takes a big swig of his drink.

"Just people who can cast me," you say. You're partially joking, but it's enough for him. He laughs, and his hand lands perfectly on your exposed back as he cackles loudly. You force yourself to laugh along with him and suddenly get that sinking feeling in your chest. Everybody seems to strategically look away from you two at the bar, and you want to be anywhere but here. 

"You know, I've seen a few of your movies," he says, getting close to your face like he's telling you a secret. "I think you've got a lot of potential. With just a little coaching and one great role," his hand dips lower down your back, and you freeze. Ice water runs through your veins, and everything is screaming at you to run away, but your heels stay planted against the expensive hardwood. "We'll make an Oscar winner of you yet."

"Excuse me," a familiar drawl says behind you. You both turn and make eye contact with Joel. "May I steal my girlfriend for a dance? I promised her one on the way over." He asks, but he's already wrapping an arm around your waist, ready to pull you away. The hand on your back disappears and claps Joel on the shoulder.

"Of course! You take good care of this one!"

"Yes, sir," Joel says as he pulls you to the dance floor. Your heart is still beating in your throat, and you feel like you could cry, but Joel's looking at you with such kindness. You find safety in him as you wrap your arms around his neck and slowly sway with him, the soft material of his dress shirt calming you down. He waits until Pike is out of earshot to lean down to talk in your ear. "Now, I know you don't need me savin' you like that. Are you sure you're okay?" 

"He's one of the biggest producers in Hollywood. He could tank my career in a single email. You want to be the one to yell at him?" You ask. "If I said or did something, he would've doubled down, but he respects you more. He backed off because, in his mind, I belong to you."

"How do you know?"

"I've dealt with people like him before. They're all the same old men who think they can offer you a legacy on a silver platter if you fuck them. I've gotten enough advice from other actors to know how to handle them. Let them get touchy but find an out before it can go too far. Stroke their egos so they feel good about themselves. Basically, do whatever to keep you and your career safe."

"I thought stuff like that didn't happen anymore."

"You and everyone else in the world. Things don't just magically change because one guy goes to jail." You sigh. 

"I'm sorry," he says, and you shake your head. 

"It's fine."

"No, it's not. You shouldn't have to deal with that."

"It was one of the first things people told me when I started. They said it was something I might just have to… endure but that the weight would get easier to carry. One actress even told me that it was the price we have to pay because everyone wants to be us," you chuckle. He doesn't interrupt you; he just stares at you with apologetic eyes like he would take this burden from you if he could. You almost believe him. "I don't think that's true. I think most people would hand this lifestyle in the second it got too real."

"What would you do if you weren't an actor?" He asks, and you shrug.

"I always thought about being a teacher. Sure, the pay is shit, and the work is thankless, but kids are our future, you know? There's something really special about shaping young minds."

"Sounds nice."

"What about you? What would you do if you weren't doing this?"

"Probably something with my hands. I worked as a mechanic for a while, and I really liked that. I liked how it was a big puzzle that needed to get sorted out and fixed up."

"Why'd you stop?" You ask. 

"I needed to grow up. My dad owned a contracting company, so I worked with him until I saved up enough to record my first album. And that was that."

"It's crazy how we fought so hard to get to where we are, and now that we're here, it's..." You trail off, trying to figure out what you want to say.

"Terrifying?" He suggests, and you nod. "Yeah, I'm terrified every second of every day."

"You don't act like it." 

"I don't act like a lot of things that I should," he says. He stares at you so intently that the rest of the world fades away. You don't hear the song die down or the applause erupt around you as the band takes a bow. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest. You know how crazed it is. He wets his lips before stepping back and trailing his eyes down your dress and back up to your face like he's taking you in for the first time. "You really do look beautiful tonight." You swallow around the lump in your throat and smooth your hands down your dress, suddenly self-conscious. 

"Thank you." You mumble. 

Pictures of you two kissing on the carpet and dancing inside are circulating online before you even leave the event. You wake up to a huge batch of texts— one from your mom, two from Joel, six from Ryan, and one from Melanie about your trip to New York that you barely read. You would've stayed in bed wallowing in your own bad luck if there wasn't a sharp knock on your door. You groan the whole way down the stairs like it will help you greet whoever has decided to show up at your house at eight in the morning, but nobody's there when you open the door. 

Instead, a bouquet of flowers in a lovely vase sits on your mat with a note sticking out. You glance down your street and barely catch a delivery truck turning down the block. You carefully take the flowers into your kitchen before plucking the note between the petals. 

Pretty flowers for a pretty girl - JM 

(PS bought these of my own volition)

"Goddammit," you mutter under your breath as you think about his lips on yours, his soft shirt, and his stupid fucking, "I don't act like a lot of things I should."

[cozy-the-overlord]

Through Panes of Glass

Summary: A mission in an alternate timeline brings Loki face to face with a relic from his past. Against better judgment, he finds himself seeking out one far more dear.

Word Count: 1,435

Pairing: Loki x Sigyn

A/N: So after months of writer's block and worsening mental health struggles, I suddenly got really inspired yesterday to write something based on "I Look In People's Windows." It's a really quick little thing, and I'm not sure if it will appeal to anyone but myself, but it feels incredibly good to have written something. Also, while this is technically series flavored, it really has nothing to do with it-- I just really liked the concept of Loki being in an alternate timeline, and the details of how and why he ended up there weren't very important to me.

Thank you so much for reading!!

Warnings: Grief/loss

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He found himself looking in windows.

A shameful act, he knew, but he tried to push through the abashment by telling himself that if the mortals cared about their privacy, they wouldn’t be living out their lives so readily in front of unobstructed glass. No, the houses on this street were all alight with life, the curtains drawn all the way back. It seemed as though it was meant to be.

He glanced through another and locked eyes with an elderly woman huddled in her chair beneath a cocoon of blankets, fixing him with a scowl as deep as the lines on her face. Loki whipped his gaze back to the pavement, cheeks burning as he hurried along.

He was wasting time. They had come to this timeline with a purpose, and that purpose was certainly not leering through windows with the hope of catching sight of a ghost. He was late to the rendezvous point as it was – it was only a matter of time before they sent someone looking for him. Loki knew this. And yet he kept going.

This wouldn’t have happened if they hadn’t met Fandral at that bar. It had startled him out of his laser focus – he understood the concept of variants, of course, but he hadn’t expected to find relics of his past here on Midgard, so far away from where they existed in his mind. But there he was: cozying up on the counter, his arms around a woman’s shoulders, that same Fandral smirk tickling his lips beneath his mustache as he whispered something against her skin that made her giggle. It was all so familiar.

Loki’s mind had gone blank. He forgot all sense of protocol, nearly calling out Fandral’s name out of some stunned instinct, but thankfully his partner had held him back with a sharp whisper.

“Different timeline, remember?”

And it was. This Fandral was not the one Loki knew from childhood – this was a mortal man, who spent his days tucked away in some florescent cubicled labyrinth and his nights skulking through the city in a fruitless search for stimulation, before dragging his weary bones back to his overpriced studio apartment to start the whole thing anew in the morning. Seeing him here meant nothing.

Except, if Fandral’s variant was in this city, could that mean …?

He didn’t let himself finish the thought. It was silly, he told himself, even as he continued flittering down the sidewalk like a moth in search of light. Absolutely ridiculous. One Asgardian-turned Midgardian variant didn’t guarantee that there would be another. And even if it did, even in the off chance that he did find her, what would he do once he had? She wouldn’t know him – it wouldn’t even be her, just some person with her face and name, none of her memories, none of her soul. What could he do but stare at her like some sort of lunatic?

But you’d see her, whispered a small voice in the back of his mind, you’d get to see her again.

Loki swallowed. The last time he saw her – it had been before the Bifrost. How many lifetimes had he lived since then? So much of his memory from that time had turned gray and hazy, but she still glowed when he pictured her, swathed in the gentlest blue, her chestnut curls soft beneath his chin as she pressed her cheek to his collarbone. She smelled of the forest, fresh and free and forever unfettered, but she bound herself to him with her embrace. He took her hand in his and cherished the way her ring pressed against his palm, warm with the heat of her body.  

Was it a memory, or perhaps only a dream? He huffed – a dream would hurt less. She had died after his fall. Some sort of illness – they all told him it was unrelated, but Loki knew in his heart that he had killed her. He had sworn to live out the rest of his life at her side, but instead he abandoned her to the wolves of his demons, left her to face the fallout alone.

No wonder the void hadn’t the mercy to kill him.

There was another house coming up, another window – a busy one, if the cars jammed into the driveway were anything to go by. Sure enough, he found a party behind the glass, and a fancy one at that, the air abuzz with wine glasses clinking and the elegant swish of long evening dresses. He could feel the warm hum of their laughter, trickling out even into this starless night. Loki gazed at each face that passed before him, praying for some hint of familiarity, but they were all strangers to him.

And that’s what she would be to him, he realized. Nothing but a stranger. Perhaps she had been so changed by this timeline that he wouldn’t know her face even if he were to come across it.

Loki sighed. The signpost designating the end of the street grew nearer and nearer. He had wasted nearly an hour now on this little side mission, and all he had to show for it was a newly potent ache in his chest. He needed to get to the rendezvous point. Enough shadow-chasing.

It was the house on the corner. He told himself it was the last one, he’d give himself this one last attempt and then he’d move on. He didn’t expect to see her.

But then he saw her.

Loki froze – truly froze. He couldn’t have run even if all the realms were chasing after him.

It was her.

Hunched over a sink, scrubbing at a skillet with a yellow sponge, dark curls tied up behind a blue bandanna, glaring down at her work with the same steadfast ferocity he remembered so vividly from sparring pits of his youth — it was her!

He breathed her name, whispered it like a prayer as he took the smallest step forward. The tip of his boot grazed her front lawn, but he barely noticed. She … she was beautiful. His eyes burned, then misted over, a garbled cry falling from his lips. She was there. She was moving, she was breathing, she was right there just behind the glass—

And then she looked up, and their eyes met.

His breath caught in his throat. He should have hurried away, should have left before she had the chance to catch a glimpse of him, but he felt rooted to the pavement, held captive by the power of her stare. Oh those eyes — how many nights had he dreamed of swimming in the amber pools of her eyes once more? He remembered her laying against him at night, the way he’d cup her head to kiss over each eyelid as she pulled him in closer and let out the sweetest sigh ever heard. For one beautiful moment, he looked into her eyes, and it was like coming home.

But then the moment passed. There was no recognition in her gaze, no warm smile or sweet relief. No, her brow only furrowed in confusion, head cocked as she studied this stranger gawking at her through her window, and the spell was broken. She might as well have doused him in ice water.

Because wish as he might, it wasn’t really her.

Loki stumbled backwards, nearly tripping over his own feet. What was he doing here? What must this woman think of him? How could he explain that he was leering at her through the glass because she looked like someone he once loved? What was it to her? His wife was dead. What did it matter that he had found her doppelgänger?

He whipped back towards the street. The rendezvous point. That’s where his focus should be, not on some dark Midgardian street chasing after nonexistent ghosts. Imbecile. He forced himself forward, forced his eyes on the pavement before him and not at the light he was leaving behind, biting through his cheek until he tasted blood.

…

She stood at the window a bit longer, frowning at the man’s silhouette as he disappeared around the corner of the street. Really, she should have been more unnerved – someone watching her from the window, that sounded like something out of a stalker story, didn’t it? – but there was something about him, the stunned disbelief in his eyes, the way he went running off like a frightened rabbit …

“Sigyn?” Her boyfriend stuck his head through the doorway. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “There was some guy staring at me.”

[infinitesimaldna]

The Giving Season

It was the annual gift exchange for the friend group, but something was up. Janus could tell.

And no, it didn't have to do with his feelings towards the other two in the room, that'd be ridiculous.

What was going down this holiday season?

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Ao3 Link

(Not currently posted but I'll edit it when Ao3 comes back online)

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Tw: Mention of sex (just Remus being Remus, not graphic whatsoever)

Ships: Intruloceit, background Prinxiety

Word Count: 3,456

Notes: This is my gift in the @sanderssidesgiftxchange for @edupunkn00b! I had a super fun time making it, and I really hope you enjoy <3

Also, all the love to my beta, @quillienvii. They were with me through every step of this journey, and I cannot be more thankful for them

Without further ado, fic under the cut!

The get-together was meant to start 20 minutes ago, which meant everything was going according to plan. 

Currently, the only ones present were Logan, Janus, and Remus. Logan had been there at exactly noon, Janus dragging Remus through the door a few minutes later. The gathering was taking place at Patton’s, so he should be here currently, but he had gone out to pick up Roman after he apparently had been having issues with his car. Since Roman had also intended to pick Virgil up and bring him to the festivities, that meant they were also short one emo until Patton made his way back with the other two in tow. 

Either way, Janus was getting impatient. That also meant if he was starting to feel impatient, Remus was practically jumping from anticipation already. Logan was probably doing fine, he always plotted extra time in their hangouts for the purposes of one or more of them being late. And he was always less uptight around the holidays.

Janus really enjoyed the season for that reason.

That, and how Remus would share the same facts every year without fail. Like right now.

“Did you guys know that in Belgium, Santa has a cannibal manservant slave that eats the bad children for him instead of just giving them coal?”

“Oh good, Remus is already starting the facts. I can cross that one off my bingo card.”  Janus hadn’t actually made a bingo card, but it was certainly an idea for next year.

“Shame. I had his fact about people breaking into noble’s houses while caroling on my own.” Logan’s comment was accompanied by a look sent his way, just a hint of a smile there, one that made his own face attempt to betray him and give a genuine smile back. He was able to work it down to a smirk, and thankfully Logan didn’t seem to notice. 

“If you guys are gonna keep teaming up on me, I’m just gonna go outside and strip in the snow.”

“No! I mean,” Logan took his glasses off, wiping them on the edge of his shirt before replacing them on his nose. “We can desist, Remus. There’s no need for our gathering to end up taking place in a police station holding cell.”

“Well, we gotta find something to do. Everyone else is taking so long, and I don’t know why.”

“If I recall, Roman is late because his car tire was punctured.” Janus punctuated his own addition to the conversation with a sip from his eggnog. “Weren’t you just saying to me yesterday that you punctured his wheel before you left for my place? And that’s why you needed to stay the night, to lay low until he calmed down?”

“I bought him a new pair of wheels for Christmas! It’s not like he didn’t need them, the old ones were losing their traction. I just…”

“Forgot he would need the car to get here for you to give him his gift?” The judgment was palpable in Logan’s voice, and Janus would be lying if he said he didn’t get some enjoyment out of it. How did he manage to fall for both the smartest and dumbest members of their group?

Not that either of the party’s present currently knew of his feelings. No, there was no need for that. His little crushes would pass soon enough, and the group dynamic would go back to normal. One couple in their friend group was already enough, and polyamory was complicated. Both Logan and Remus did tend to want to keep things rather simplistic, in their own ways. It was better if they stayed separate.

“Janie, back me up here!” The nasally call of Remus pulled him out of his thoughts, but he was quick to recover. 

“I wasn’t listening, and I’m sure you’re wrong anyway.” 

Remus huffed, jumping back to curl up on the couch, legs pulled up and arms crossed against his chest. “I get no respect around here.”

“You would be upset if either of us ever claimed to respect you unconditionally.” Logan’s claim seemed to bring Remus right back out of his pretend pouty episode, as he was shooting up from the couch a second later. 

“You’re right there, Nerdy Wolverine! Now come on, surely, we don’t have to wait for the others. We can just, start, you know? I’m sure no one’s thaaaaat interested in what we all got each other, I know Roman just cares about Virgil’s reaction to whatever he got him.”

Janus rolled his eyes, all too happy to let Logan take this one. It was always a team effort in managing their friend.

“I… suppose there’s not too much of an issue with that. So long as everyone here acquiesced and we got confirmation from the other’s before opening anything.”

See, now Janus was puzzled. Logan, willingly going against the schedule, agreeing with Remus in one of his ideas? And not just in some theoretical debate the two commonly had over body decomposition and the like. No, this was just going along with one of Remus’ tamer ideas. What was Logan up to?

“Perfect! I’ll text Robro and let him know.” Remus was typing and practically had the text typed before Logan could even remind him to ask, not tell. Well, this was the chaos Janus had signed up for when he hadn’t fallen for one moron and one genius who was always a little too indulgent. 

It didn’t take long for the three of them to get settled around the living area, their usual spots working well. Logan was on the far right of the couch, Remus leaning against that same arm, and Janus in the armchair closest to Logan’s seat. The other half of the couch and the loveseat were left empty, but the space felt filled enough, especially with the presents located next to each person. Plenty more were still in their place beneath the tree, but these were the only important ones right now.

“Well, I propose Remus starts, as I’m surprised he even managed to go this long without blurting out what he got each of us.” Logan’s suggestion was probably smart. The ratman was already bouncing on his heels, his body rocking back and forth as small giggles emerged from his crooked smile. The fact that his mouth was still shut was astounding. 

“Oh goody!” Within seconds, Janus had a larger wrapped box in his lap, and a quick glance told him Logan had received a similar package, albeit with different wrapping. Logan’s had little test tubes, although there did seem to be some hand-drawn explosions surrounding the chemistry equipment. Janus’ own paper had snakes all over it, but the one right next to the tag had a hat very similar to Janus’ own drawn atop its head. 

He would have to open this carefully to keep from ripping that particular scrap of paper. It definitely wouldn’t be making its way into his secret scrapbook collection that none of the others knew about.

“Open ‘em, open ‘em!” Janus didn’t fight the smile so much this time, if only because his gaze was down towards his gift. And… oh. 

“Remus, what is this?” The paper wasn’t fully removed, but he had peeled the edge enough to get a glimpse and he wasn’t sure about what he saw. At least, he shouldn’t be seeing this, if his previous statement was correct.

“I found your hidden scrapbook supplies! I didn’t look through any of the albums you’ve made, but I figured you could always use more stuff. Plus, it didn’t like you had a pair of crafting scissors in there, and those things are crazy sharp and good for stabbing things. I figured you could use a pair.”

“But how did you—”

“Jan, I’ve stayed the night at your house how many times? Me digging through your cabinets had to be something you expected.” 

Well, it definitely wasn’t out of character, but still. He was known among all of them as being the best with secrets. For Remus to know… 

“I suppose it isn’t the worst thing in the world.” Janus’ words triggered a small stim noise from Remus, the smallest sound before he rounded onto Logan, fully turning around and almost hitting the coffee table in his effort to face the other.

“And Logan? Whatcha think?”

Logan’s gift was smaller from what Janus could see, but that wasn’t much from the way it was carefully cupped in the nerd’s hands. 

“Is this a tie pin?”

“Yup! I figured you could use a new one, your old one was starting to rust a little bit.”

“And it’s shaped like a tiny tie.”

“Uh huh! That way you can be a nerd squared. Double ties!”

It was silent for a minute, Janus holding back his own comments as he examined Logan’s face. His own opinion on the quality of the gift was inconsequential until Logan’s reaction could be judged. And he had always been hard to read. 

The next noise to fill the space was a small chuckle, the volume of which slowly rose as Logan lifted his head. “It is an adequate gift, Remus. Thank you.”

“Aw, no problem! All I ask for in return is that my own gift is a pet squid.”

“You do not have the space at your and Roman’s townhouse to accommodate such an animal.”

“Life finds a way.”

“No, we are not having another discussion on Jurassic Park, at least not while I’m the only one who has to suffer through it.” Janus took a moment to mourn the fact that his eggnog cup was empty, and that the alcohol content was not nearly as high as he would appreciate. 

It was only 12:30 but it was never too early to be drinking if Remus and Logan were discussing their theories again. 

“Well then, I suppose it’s your turn to pass out gifts?” Again, Janus was left off-put by Logan’s contribution. He normally insisted (or at least suggested) they go clockwise when moving around the circle for their gift exchange; here he was suggesting the opposite. Still, Janus would avoid voicing his notice of the suspicious behavior until after the gift exchange, hopefully when Remus was being distracted bothering someone else.

There was little fanfare to the way Janus took the gifts from his side, passing Logan his while throwing Remus’ down towards him, fairly certain he would catch it. They were both decent in size, but nothing so over-the-top as to arouse suspicion. Just normal gifts for normal friends that mean nothing more in hidden messages.

“Janus, this is very kind. I hadn’t even had time to think about purchasing them myself.” In his hand were the discs for the Ace Attorney trilogy. The two of them had a conversation, months ago now, about the games and the fascinating introspective look into the Japanese court system they provided. When Logan had admitted to never actually playing the games himself, simply watching video essays about them online, Janus had been quick to suggest they could go through them together one day. In all seriousness the comment hadn’t been something he intended to come back to, but as the holiday season rolled around, he found himself compelled. It was a fun experience that incorporated learning new information, all of which was right up Logan’s alley. And if he happened to be allowed to watch and use it as an excuse to spend more time around the other, then that was nobody’s business but his own. 

“Oh Jannie, you shouldn’t have!” Remus, coincidentally, had also been given something video game related. His old DDR mat had been torn to all hell—Janus was pretty sure Remus had been stepping on live wires the last time the two had played. So, a new mat.

“I definitely didn’t make it slip-proof either so it would be sturdier and last longer.” 

“Oh, Roman’s gonna kill you for this one.” It was true, Roman hated their DDR sessions. 

“Not my fault he’s not great at the game. He really needs to stop being a sore loser every time he fails a level we can both full combo with ease.”

“To be fair, you both are able to full combo level 15’s on that game.”

“Oh, I actually got my first full combo on a level 16 the other day!” Remus spoke with such an enthused grin, and Janus allowed himself a smile as well. It had taken nearly 30 minutes of trying the same song over and over before Remus had gotten it, with Janus sitting on the sideline for moral support after the first attempt or two. He had been so happy when he succeeded.

“Well, hopefully this helps you even more, I can’t wait to see your brother’s face when you really start showing him up.” Of course, Janus had nothing but good will towards his other friend, but right now the grin on Remus’ face was just a tad more important. He wasn’t around to hear, anyway.

“Oh, he’s gonna be—”

The rest of Remus’ statement was cut off by a loud thud, attracting all of their attention yet only making Logan jump. 

“What in the world was—”

“Ah, it seems it’s my turn to deliver your gifts.” Logan straightened his tie as he readjusted in his seat, and Janus could have sworn he heard him say “although they could’ve just texted” under his breath.

It seemed Janus wouldn’t be waiting to ask about his suspicious behavior, then. “Logan, what are you up to?”

“And what was the thud?” Remus chimed in.

“Please, just indulge me a moment longer.” He was quick to pass Remus and Janus small packages then, identical in their traditional Christmas blue and silver wrapping from what he could tell. “Go ahead, open them.”

Janus cast a glance in Remus’ direction, not entirely surprised to see him shrug and then move to open his gift, spurring himself to do the same. If his theory was right, whatever he and Remus had was the same thing, and he’d rather not have his gift spoiled because he was watching someone else.

He wasn’t as careful with the paper this time, wrapping it a bit recklessly and pulling the box from beneath. It looked like a box one would use to hold a gift card, but pulling off the lid revealed no such thing. Instead, the words “look outside” were neatly written in Logan’s compact handwriting. 

There was a moment of eye contact between Janus and Remus before the latter raced to the window the sound had come from earlier. Janus wasn’t too far behind, if more civilized in his refusal to hop over the couch. 

The curtains were pulled back quickly, and very prominently, there was a message splayed out on the lawn, pressed into the fallen snow and definitely large enough for them both to read.

‘Will you both go out with me?’

“I… apologize for the untraditional nature of my gift, if one can even call it that, but I thought this would be the best way for me to ask.”

The attention was back on Logan before he even finished talking, Janus’ face for once not hiding any of his expression, his jaw open and eyes wide in surprise. He…?

“Both of us?” Remus normally had a nasally tone when he spoke, but this wasn’t that. No, there was a tremor in his voice, the same one Janus was sure he would have if he tried to speak right now. 

“Yes. I’ve come to develop feelings for both of you, and if I recall properly, you have both expressed that you’re okay with polyamory in the past.”

“That wasn’t your answer, though.” Janus felt the words leave his throat, no accusatory tone behind them. Not really any tone behind them. He was just speaking.

“Not at the time. I didn’t believe polyamory was for me, until I started to develop feelings for both of you. I came to realize that in dating only one of you, it would feel incomplete without the other. When it comes to—ugh—feelings, we all know I’m hardly a master on the subject. But I know what I feel for each of you, and I would like to know if this is something you’d be inclined to explore further.”

“And I thought hiding my feelings was the best answer.”

That came from Remus, somehow. Not himself. Huh.

“Have we all been harboring secret feelings for one another and just not said anything this whole time?”

“Well, I was kinda obvious. I did suggest having sex to both of you multiple times.”

“And we took you very seriously in that offer, Remus, truly.”

“As for myself, I only realized my feelings in their entirety a month or so ago,” Logan said. “Then, I started planning this, so I wasn’t hiding my own, per say.”

“Well then Jannie, what’s your excuse?” Remus was leaning against his shoulder when he asked, face inches away from his own. Just the kind of pressure he needed at that moment.

“Some things are better kept in secret until the time is right.”

“And for you that ‘right time’ would’ve been never. Right, Logan, I think it’s clear enough we both return your feelings and wanna go for polyamory. We can work out all the juicy stuff later.” 

“That is acceptable to me. Janus?” 

Both sets of eyes were now on him, Remus looking with a mischievous grin and Logan, a soft and hopeful smile. 

He nodded.

Remus whooped, and Logan breathed a sigh of relief. “You have no idea how hard it was coordinating with the other three to make this happen.”

“Wait, they were in on it?” He was so glad Remus had backed up before he spoke, because that yell was loud.

“Of course, I needed someone to make the sign while I kept you distracted inside. They’re out there right now waiting for me to text them about your answers. Speaking of which…” Logan was quick to pull his phone out, presumably sending the aforementioned text. 

“But how were you planning to get them all here late? It’s Patton’s house, and you couldn’t have known Remus would puncture Roman’s tire.”

“It was for his gift!”

“Yes, well, the original plan was for Roman to just fake having car troubles, requiring Paton to go and pick him up.” As he spoke, Logan adjusted his glasses, the pretty pink that had been coloring his cheeks finally dulling a bit. Shame. “Remus’ pranks just added another level of realism to the whole thing, if annoying Roman in the process. I do find it humorous that he unknowingly contributed to a plan he wasn’t even aware of.”

“I’m right here, you know!”

“Well, we can never be sure what that one will do,” Janus said with a smirk, all too agreeable with continuing the bit.

“You guys are so rude. I deserve cuddles and kisses for this behavior.” The pout on Remus’ face was absolutely adorable.

“I’m afraid we’ll have to hold off on that for now,” Logan said, and Janus noticed he was checking a text on his phone. “It appears our presence is being requested outside as ‘Roman really wants to hit Remus upside the head with a snowball as payback.’”

“Oh, he really thinks he can win a snowball fight? I have a whole harem on my side.”

“Debatable,” Janus chimed in, making his way towards the staircase so he could get to the first floor and into the inevitable snow day they were all about to have.

“The us being a harem thing or you guys being on my side?”

“Both,” answered Logan, and Janus felt he could kiss him right there.

“Hey!”

They made their way outside after only one attempt from Remus to steal Janus’ coat, quickly being enveloped in hugs and congratulations from Patton. Roman and Virgil, it seemed, would be sending their congratulations over later, as they were currently hidden behind a snow wall which Janus was sure had plenty of ammo waiting behind it.

And he never was one to go for the side with a disadvantage now, was he?

Sure, the first acts of his new relationship were now making fun of one of his partners and then abandoning them for the other side in a snowball fight, and he definitely hit Remus right on his mustache with one of them, but honestly, this was who he was. This was the manipulative liar that apparently, both of his crushes had fallen for.

So no, Janus had no problems with his actions. He very much doubted his boyfriends did, either.

[sodatabs-ontherun]

Saw your post from yesterday. Explain the lore. For everyone to see. NOW! /nf /silly

k not even gonna lie I forgot about this but hey!

Lore time baby

(God I'm gonna cry it makes zero sense)

So like uh--- this isn't planned and makes zero sense but one of the aus I'm making (and kin) is like cyn after 8 like survives without a core and it goes 2 ways with what I'm doin, one she sticks with the super cool emo gang™️ (uzi n and whatnot) and another were she runs off and hides and just wanders the planet

The first one I'm writing a fic with and the other is what I use for rps (silly anon)

Idk if I actually kin silly anon or not but I probably do, she's a silly traumatized baby

I mean there both traumatized but the first cyn is being taken care of while silly anon is just raoming freely with her pet sentinel named Chapple roan

Help lol

[failuredecore]

Literally mentally unstable drama.

Okay so there's this guy same age as me let's just call him T. Yeah, so T used to be my first and last male best friend. I was really depressed and emo in school with no friends because i never fit in and used to cry a lot and get yelled at and T is my only friend during my not-peak-phase life. So, many time after, he told me he likes me but i don't like him and he doesn't exactly show any weird behavior or signs of it and i still stuck being his friend despite him liking me and many classrooms shipping me with him, i was very uncomfortable by that.

Soon, he told me he has to moved away and i gave and introduced him my and to discord after that we talk a little in discord and all, i introduced him to a server called Leafy.gg with members that are quite offensive (normal discord members)

i have really good reputation in that server being an active member but then T, he leaked my real life name, my face, my school to them. not sure as a joke or something but he just said to them that this is my name and then quickly, Leafy.gg members mocked me with my name jokingly but i was really sad and mad that T leaked my information. He didn't say sorry or whatever. i told him to stop and after that incident, i told Leafy.gg members that i'm quitting discord. of course, i had no friends that time and T just ruined my relationship with everyone.

after like 2 years, Leafy.g server went very dead and not active that makes me think that i was the reason most of them are active plus i saw that a lot of active members' account was deleted. I texted T again and i still remembered everything that happened and with no apology or nothing, he just said he missed me and all but after that, i just ghosted them. he keeps on texting me and i keeps on ghosting.

suddenly, he gave me his phone number which i don't have, i decided to not contacted him instead i gave his phone number to my friends in a new server named Bocchism, a server full of Bocchi the Rock fans, i was one. Basically, we just talked to him for fun and Bageto tried to fake being me,

My friends, Bageto, texted him and stuffs went out. he has phone numbers with my school friends even after he moved away, keep this in mind, he told Bageto and Weif, my other friend who helped contacting him, my information again but it's fine because Bageto and Weif didn't leak that information to the whole server.

anyways, we invited him to Bocchism for fun and i text him on discord again, i told him to say he's sorry and he said nope. NOPE? anyways, he then started attacking me by threatening that he will call the police when it's technically all of his fault. then he told me he already send it to his lawyer and his dad's friend who is a royal police or whatever and i was literally cringing by how fake that is. and soon, he send a picture of him with a glass of water and a fuck finger saying it's vodka LMFAO anyways, i told him he was underage and THAT IS NOT VODKA. he told me "just do whatever you want" and I told him "yeah i wanna eat fuck up" and BOOM, by the way, forgot to add this, first thing that he said to me, technically not me because it was bageto who is faking to be me, was that HE MISSED ME and HE WANTS TO DATE? SERIOUSLY AFTER ALL OF THIS, he don't say he's sorry and he just said he want to date like nothing happened??? i don't know what's wrong with me but i just wanna live peacefully with any guy stalking me and then JUST YESTERDAY, he got a picture of my face DURING GRADUATION that my school friends send him??!! i unblock him for a sec and typed in stuffs like lemme just-

Yes, i said a very cringe thing.

that's all, don't take this too seriously i better not see someone say "just report this to the police" no, i don't wanna do that because I'M A MINOR and i don't want someone i know get to focking jail he is the same age as me

[thessalian]

Thess vs Cauldron KAPPA

I swear, one of these days I am going to actually get back to the main quest. Or at least the side quest I keep meaning to do. Then again, I need to have something to do in limited time periods before work in the mornings. But the last two days? Nothing but sidetracking.

YESTERDAY

Right. Metal flowers across the river from the Carja camp. I go swim now. Underwater, I think, because Widemaws and Skydrifters.

...Wait.

Wait that said "carp". I NEED THOSE; LET'S GO!

Fifteen minutes later and I probably have enough carp to suit me. Really. Metal flowers.

...Is it wrong that I prize the data point over the vendor trash, as rewards for those last two metal flowers?

Okay, I really am going to head out in the direction of Talanah's whole deal, but I should get a couple of campfires first--

Wait. Wut.

Oh. Oh, this is Fenrise. And I don't see Gattak anywhere. Buuuuuut never let it be said that I waited for backup before I started liberating the hell out of a place. I mean, as long as I'm here, right?

Well, I've killed like two-thirds of these fuckers and I still can't find a way in. Sonuvabitch.

I'm kind of amused that they think I'd give up as easily as ... well, as they give up looking for me. Sneak sneak sneak--

Aha! Climbing spot! And here we go! Poonk-time is now!

I think we're mostly clear so let's free that Tenakth dude--

...Sir? Tenakth guy? I get that you're probably in a really shitty mood given the being-taken-prisoner and everything? But you're being rude as shit.

And onward to command ... and there's three more of you, and a lot of stealth grass. Bye, guys! POONK.

Okay, so this Asera woman Erend was telling me about is ... in someplace called First Forge. I've been all over the map and I haven't a fucking clue where that might be. But I figure I'll trip over it sometime--

Or I could ask Erend. Thank you, Quest Board.

...Hang on. It says "Kill the rebels" but I killed all the rebels--

Oh. More rebels just ... materialised ... to give Gattak something to fight.

...And you won't let me shoot the rebels from a distance? What the fuck? I really dislike being forced into close quarters, and doing it with game mechanics is worse than it being forced on me!

Show of force by rebels, huh? Taking over the sacred training grounds. Assholes.

Heh; you're welcome, Gattak. I'll probably come by and visit sometime, when you're re-established. But for now ... I'm going to drop a gizmo by Stemmur.

Here you go, Stemmur. I think there's like one more left but I'm going to have to read a serious wiki or watch a lot of let's play to figure out how to get that piece of garbage.

What do I want to see Horizon-world's take on? ...Halloween, I think.

...Stemmur, you're adorable and I love you.

Unfortunately, too tired to do much. But tomorrow? TALANAH.

TODAY

Right. Collecting a couple of campfires.

...Ooh, Fireclaws.

I FORGOT HOW DANGEROUS THESE FUCKERS ARE!

...I also forgot about hitting left-shift to slow time while firing until, like, just now. Fireclaws exploding is always a win.

Okay, I have blown so much blastpaste for smoke grenades. Need to stop at a shelter for more. ...Maybe the one near the coast; see if I can get those pouch upgrades.

Moonfish skin, carp skin, crab and lobster shells, aaaaaaaaand ... a pelican feather.

No. No. No... I DON'T NEED YOUR BONES, MOONFISH; I NEED YOUR SKIN! GIVE ME YOUR SKIIIIIIIIIIN!

THANK you.

Okay. Now. Before I go any further, there's a question mark up there I keep missing. Do I have to go through the Greenhouse for it?

*fifteen minutes later* Evidently, I do not. What does Google have to say about this?

Thank you, Reddit. Swimming swimming swimming...

Aha. Here we go. Data point. I do love the datapoints.

(Is anyone else amused that DEMETER seems to have spent a lot of its time writing really emo poetry?)

Right. I'll spare myself a swim and head for the nearest coastline. There's a shelter up there and--

And thaaaaaaaat's a Shellsnapper. Time to practice my left-shift time-slow manoeuvre.

................THAT. WAS. EPIC!!!

(Translation: it had, like, a sliver of health left, and it had gone underground. I was on a rock, waiting, holding a draw. It leapt right into my face and I fired, hitting it directly in its chillwater reservoir. This froze it and took its last little bit of health, all about a foot from my virtual face. That was awesome.)

...Oh. Oh, this is the entrance to that Cauldron I got told about the other day.

.........Oh, I might as well get it over with while I have the spoons.

And right away we start with Outlast-meets-Subnautica. Greeeeeeeeat.

Okay, in we go.

Fun with crates, wonderful-- AMBUSH!

Slow-time function is WIN. Die, Spikesnouts!

And UP we go.

Well, at least this isn't Outlast-meets-Subnautica. It's more a really intense physics puzzle.

I am nailing this time-slow manoeuvre.

At least this isn't as tense as some of the others on the jumping puzzle thing-- AAAAAA! AMBUSH! GET OUT OF MY FACE!

Mrr. Not as clean as I'd like, but they're gone, anyway.

You're literally setting up a Death-From-Above for me, KAPPA. Thanks. *DEATH FROM ABOVE*

...Ooooooh fuck. I'm going to have to outswim a fucking Tideripper.

............Which is easier than I thought it'd be because somehow, for some reason, smoke bombs work underwater.

Okay. Out of its reach. A little less water and a little more space for me to stand.

I HAVE NO PREP TIME FOR THIS AND ALMOST NO ROOM! FUUUUUCK!

But I do have good aim, time-slowing, and a very good weapon, so eventually, I win.

Okay, definitely need a break and-- oh hell, is that the time? I require bath and food.

Really, I will get to Talanah and Danur and everybody else who wants a piece of Aloy right now. But ... bath. Food. Work in the morning.

[lumilasi]

Doodled this today during workshop with my watercolor markers. I actually meant to draw her yesterday already for International Women's day, but I forgot lol

I was kinda wondering too, why she's my favorite lady rn, even though I only just made her. Then it hit me as I thought about it some more;

Technically, she has existed ever since I was a child, or a version of her has.

My first ever human oc I thought up - long before I could even draw humans properly, so we're talking when I was like....8-10 - was in fact a boss lady with long white hair on a ponytail.

Her name/outfit/story details/etc. have changed a lot and multiple times over the years (her having a Japanese name/being inspired by Japanese mythology was never a thing until she became Kouka lol), but the hairstyle and the fact she was a leader figure, and a calm, confident woman always stayed as a core part of her character.

Sometimes this gal was her own character, other times my avatar for a kid's imagination adventures. Even though I didn't knowingly/ consciously take this "avatar" from my childhood to put into good use, it is apparently what happened.

(other character I can recall from that time - this one never actually left my brain or became a proper character - was this black-and-white goth emo magical girl whose design based on the yin yang symbol and some cool outfit I saw some teen girl wear at the time lol)

[neowinestainedress]

this is what i wrote yesterday while talking to myself on twitter lmao tried to keep it normal and sfw because if i spoke my real thoughts... i still have dignity somewhere

no but you're so #REAL like the things he makes me feel i'm complety insane and the thougths are definitely nsfw..

the problem is not only the piercing the whole look is insane when he has his hair like this i lose my mind and the eye makeup??? his golden skin???

yes. the probem IS HIM emo haechan no one will ever get you like me..... what do i need to do to have him i just want ONE (1) chance with him. he's so so pretty and hot literally not fair. GODDDD im thinking of that look once again and im screaming internally i want to eat him (in every sense of the word).

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Hiii! I’m sorry if it took me so long to reply but I’ve been busy and I didn’t want to rush the reply. This was karma telling you to never pull this move again ajsojlks I can’t even say “well at least you didn’t work for almost a month” because you came back to do even more 😭 But hey you had a great time at least!

hii rebs<3 don't worry!! and yes that was my karma but guess what i went to another concert on october 9 (A.C.E) so i had to come up with another lie and i felt so bad cause i literally killed a (nonexistent) family member to go in my defense it was my sisters idea😭 but it was SO worthy like i swear it was the best experience ever, the concert was amazing and the members were so so so so sweet and beautiful upclose even tho the second they looked at me i forgot what i had planned to tell them and blushed like crazy in front of yuchan (my fav) and he laughed at me held my hand and we took pictures together and idk im giggling and smiling like crazy thinking about it (when i wrote this i was alone at the office thank god)

omg that’s so cute!!! I miss making friendship bracelets, I wanted to make some for a concert I was supposed to see but thank god I didn’t have time because the whole tour got cancelled so I would’ve wasted beads and time lmao (I still have so many beads for taylor, I hope that for the next tour we will keep doing this because I don’t know what to do with them lmao)

YES!! i missed doing friendship bracelets so my sister suggested doing it but i dont think i will ever do it again because it was super tiring and time consuming.... noo and im so sorry about your concert :(

okay but second row is such a good position especially since you didn’t arrive super early. I feel you, for taylor I had to be there at 12:00 (before to get in line, but they opened at 14:00 when the concert started at 21 I wanted to die, I literally only survived because I started talking with two girls in line and then we became a small group). Noooo that’s one of my biggest nightmares, not you starting to question if it was you aodoss but lmao that’s what I fear the most in crowded spaces, it doesn’t matter how clean I am I always start thinking that the water didn’t do anything and the perfume just vanished and I smell like shit (also let’s be honest, it’s not so easy to know where the smell comes from so even if it’s not me I’m always afraid people might think it’s me 😭) tall people should be banned from the standing sessions I said what I said!!!

i love when you make new friends at the concert line. yes!! when we arrived back to the airbnb after the concert me and my friend smelled eachother to check if we weren't the smelly ones 😭😭 BAN TALL PEOPLE FROM STANDING SECTIONS!!!!!!

not you studying where they go lmao but could you choose or were you on that side because of the tickets you had?

what can i say i'll do ANYTHING to have haechan in front of me shgfsdjk (a little tmi that it might make me sound like an akgae but i swear im not i love all my neos i just dont play about haechan) but when i went to the link and since haechan didn't come i didn't mind being in third row like of course i would have loved barricade but when i ended up at the third row it was like okayyy and i didn't try to get more close to the stage and i enjoyed it so much especially since i even grabbed a piece of taeyong's shirt sjgjhdks but yes i studied their positions (i even did an excel with haechan and chenles positions so me and my friend could decide which side to go) and for this concert all the vip section (standing floor) was open so you could decide when you entered the venue where to go, unlike the past concerts where you had to buy the side you wanted. originally i wanted the left side ONLY if i was in barricade cause if not i wanted to go the extended stage but when i went inside the venue it was super packed that side so it was a big no (they sold more than 700 soundcheck packages so i think more than half of the people were at that side)

how does the soundcheck work? Did they try all the songs? Or was it mostly talking? I’m sorry if it’s stupid but I don’t know anything about this tour because I was/am so mad I couldn’t go I didn’t watch anything lmao.

to be honest, the whole experience SUCKS. we paid $400 and had the worst experience between all the other sections but i only paid it so i could see them more time and up close (but i wouldn’t recommend it i mean i’d do it again but as i said just to see them more not because it was a good experience). in terms of the actual soundcheck they come out at 5:30 with their "own" clothes (at least in asia they came out without their hair and makeup done and with their own clothes, but in latam and usa they wore the merch and had their makeup and hair done) and they introduced themselves and talked for about 5 minutes then mark asked about what song we wanted to hear (me knowing they took to my first out of the setlist: TO MY FIRST!!!!!) and he pretended we said all night long skhshjkf (cause they always sing anl at the sc), the song started and they went to the extend stage and they just walk and interact with the fans while singing, throwing kisses, reading the signs, doing kyuu, etc. after the song ended they did a little ment again talking about what they did the day before in chile. then they sang yogurt shake, did a short ment, sang sos (they sometimes exchange sos with candy if i remember correctly) and did a final ment then said goodbye (the soundcheck lasts about 20/25 minutes in total)

NOT YOU AND HAECHAN LOST IN YOUR OWN WORLD I LOVE YOUUUU

me and haechan are actually in a 7 year old relationship he just doesn’t know it yet 😁

the only thing I will ever be jealous of the usa is the sitting floor because standing floor is HELL I don’t care I’m used to it, it’s just hell every time and people have no boundaries. When I saw taylor I sat almost all day but then people started getting up before paramore and if you sat down you felt like suffocating (it was summer, in milan where it’s humid af, the sun hit the stage until the speak now set lmaooo I was frying) like there are already two hours to wait WHY ARE YOU STANDING??? the same thing happened with 127, one person RIPPED the signed ball from my hand I was shocked, like… is it really that serious?

yes i CAN'T do standing concerts anymore pleaseee also some people are super rude and ruin the experience 💔 for taylor thank god i bougth numbered? tickets (they were only $6 cheaper than the vip section but i was scared to go to the standing floor with argentinians cause they are WILD) and even tho i only arrived like 2/3 hours early i ended up being SUPER tired so yeah.... BAN STANDING CONCERTS!!!!!!! unfortunely for sabrina (but thank god for me), she wasnt that famous yet back in november so when she came out no one was standing 💔 but for the 127 the dumbass people started standing up like an hour and a half earlier i HATED THEM

gawddd what is wrong with these people how can someone be so rude to rip something from your hand fucking psycho

GIRL OMG AHSOOSO HOW ARE YOU ALIVE???? WAIT HOW DID YOU GET IT BACK OMG??? I fear this keychain doesn’t want to leave you

i am in fact not alive. after the concert ended i went to barricade and started trying to get the attention of one of the staffs because i asked a guard and he said he couldn't talk to anyone from the staff (such a liar because they were only chilean staffs) so i started to scream at whoever staff passed by and a lady guard started kicking me out of the venue and i said no wait i can't go i only want the keychain and i'll leave and she was so not nice but at least she let me but was BESIDE ME trying to check that i didn't do anything else ???? so one male staff was passing by and i said HEYYY FRIEND (what is wrong with me sfhdkfhkdk) could you please grab the little keychain that is on the stage and give it back to me? so he climbed the stage and had to look for it and found it so i got it back and finally left so yeahh that's how i got it back... and to be honest i kinda grew attached to the keychain so i was super hesitant to throwing it to the stage but i said if haechan uses it then it doesn't matter because also that was the only reason i bought it in the first place but thank god i got it back tho cause at some point i thougth i'll never see it again. wish i could buy a second keychain so i could have matching ones with haechan but that was the only one i could find in the world (i wish i was joking 😭)

I can imagine if you didn’t sit for hours straight omg 😭😭 (we talked about the eras tour, right? Didn’t we both get out of the woods as a surprise song or am I making it up? 😭😭)

YESYESYES WE TALKED ABOUT THE ERAS TOUR BUT I COULD TALK ABOUT IT NONSTOP AND YESSSS WE ARE SURPRISE SONG TWINS!!!

I didn’t see the videos but I agree with your friend (let's hope haechan doesn't mind you cheating on him)

i need to come out of the anonymity so i can show you my pics and we can chat NORMALLY and not through asks…. and haechan will have to suck it up!!!

omg? And your friend didn’t say or do anything? I don’t understand people sometime because one thing was if she tried to get to know you and releazied she didn’t like you, but she didn’t even try??? Dind’t even say hello??? Rude as fuck for no reason at all??? Maybe she was jealous of you and your friend?

yeah she was a fucking weirdo and so manipulative thank god my friend dropped her… but i also got kinda annoyed that she didn’t say anything and i mean i can defend myself i really have no problema doing that but she as the mutual friend she should have said something….

WDYM YOU HATE THE BRAIDS??? I LOVE THEM ON HIM

i HATE them so much in fact no words can explain how much i hate long hair on him (and actually on almost every idols it always looks TERRIBLE)

the difference in the length between him and the others is SENDING ME LMAO you don’t even try to hide it (as you should) the way EVERYONE say he’s even prettier irl kills me omg how can it be possible. “mijito rico” in chile 🤝🏽 “sei bellissima/o” in italy. maybe he was more tired back then? Tbh idk because I even if I surely saw videos of tds2 I don’t remember anything lmao but if all you felt it I’m sure it was like this

i tried to write longer paragraphs for the other members but since the haechan tunnel vision was crazy i only watched them for a short period so i don’t have much to say about them 😭😭😭but god i’m just thinking of irl haechan and i’m ascending he’s seriously so so so so so pretty

omgg 🤝🏼 and its so funny cause mijito rico has a song that goes “MIJITO RICO MIJITO RICO LA LA LA LA LALA LALALALALA” and haechan danced to it 😭

i want to think he was tired and not that he hated us especially since i watched lots of videos and it seemed like he only acted that way in chile

from the videos I have the feeling he has an amazing stage presence and it’s super underrated tbh but I wouldn’t know.

i swear his stage presence is no joke and in my opinion at least in live performances he’s the best singer between the 7

I’m so happy it was a great experience and you had fun!!! let's hope next time they will come back as 7 once again

thank you so much rebs i hope you can see 7dream soon too ❤️‍🩹

what merch will you get?

idk i didn’t have a particular one in mind but i saw the merch they sold at the netherlands and it’s kinda ugly i didn’t like anything 😭 so i was thinking maybe buy non official merch outside the venue? but i don’t even know if they sell that in europe so idkkk

I have nothing to say really lmao. I’ve been busy because I took photos for an exhibition I will have in November and I’m super happy with how they came out.

OMGG HELLO??? REBS THAT’S HUGE??? CONGRATULATION ON THE EXHIBITION THAT’S AMAZING IM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!! i bet all the pictures came amazing and the exhibition will be super successful when is the inauguration??

I was supposed to see one of my favorite singers yesterday but then she postponed the concert to November and then yesterday she cancelled the whole tour so I’m a bit sad about it cause I have been looking forward to it since February. And also since I was already seeing her I decided not to see another singer I like but I couldn’t even get tickets last minute for him because the last cities left were in these days and not close to where I live so I wouldn’t have time to organize a trip rip.

clairo right?:( i’m so sorry for that i don’t listen to her music but i saw a lot of people super bummed about it and i know how much it must suck for you especially since it was firstly postponed and then cancelled:/ sending you lots of hugs bby 🫶🏼

i will put my reply to the other asks in here to not have multiple ones at the same time!

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OMG NOOOO THAT’S LIKE ONE OF MY BIGGEST NIGHTMARES 😭😭😭 can’t you post-pone the vacation? it’s all already paid? (also i’m sorry but i imagined you maybe all dressed up at this party, cheering for the tour and then realizing when he’s coming there and having a breakdown sjdjdj)

i tried but i can’t change the airplane tickets for another day and it’s also already paid 😭 and yesaidjskxks i was hanging out with a lot of friends at the party (they don’t even know i like kpop) and i opened twitter just as an habit and the FIRST thing i saw was the post and i was like WAIT IT SAYS SANTIAGO and i saw the (wrong) date (i saw the mexico one thinking it was for chile) so i was like noo not on january 28th how am i supposed to ask for the day off especially since it’s like 3 days before our vacations but then i closed the app but as the party kept going i kept thinking about what should i say at work so i went to twitter again to make sure it was really on jan 28 and that’s when i realized it was actually february 4 for chile 😭😭😭😭😭 i wanted to scream SO BAD and i just said OMG NO and covered my mouth and my friends asked me what happened and i had to act like it was nothing when in fact i was DYING inside

(this is me if you even care 😞 https://x.com/VideoReacts/status/1742619354426982826/video/1)

i guess your vacation is not in another city where and when he’s playing (this doesn’t make sense so for example, if you’re flying to sao paulo you get tickets for that city instead) i hope you’ll find a solution please let me know if you do 😭

i hate myself so much rn because when my mom asked us where we wanted to go me and my sister immediately replied “NOT to brazil” and we ended choosing argentina cause last time my mom couldn’t go with us plus we didn’t have enough time to go to all the places we wanted but to my bad luck no kpop artist go to argentina but they do go to brazil 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 so i really have no solution and i won’t be able to see him and it angers me so much cause i’ve been waiting for YEARS for him and i almost lost my mind when he was away in the military for more than 21 months and now i can’t even see him i cant do this anymore im killing myself!!!!

soo yeah… sorry for the long spam. hope everything keeps going well for you rebs. have an amazing week love youuuu take care🩷

- 💌

hiiii!

yes. the probem IS HIM emo haechan no one will ever get you like me..... what do i need to do to have him i just want ONE (1) chance with him. he's so so pretty and hot literally not fair. GODDDD im thinking of that look once again and im screaming internally i want to eat him (in every sense of the word).

I WANT TO EAT HIM IN EVERY SENSE OF THE WORLD SO REAL QUEEN!!!

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hii rebs<3 don't worry!! and yes that was my karma but guess what i went to another concert on october 9 (A.C.E) so i had to come up with another lie and i felt so bad cause i literally killed a (nonexistent) family member to go in my defense it was my sisters idea😭 but it was SO worthy like i swear it was the best experience ever, the concert was amazing and the members were so so so so sweet and beautiful upclose even tho the second they looked at me i forgot what i had planned to tell them and blushed like crazy in front of yuchan (my fav) and he laughed at me held my hand and we took pictures together and idk im giggling and smiling like crazy thinking about it (when i wrote this i was alone at the office thank god)

not your sister being a bad influence too lmao. i don’t know them but i’m happy it was a good experience. also WAIT you MET THEM??? that’s so cool and they were so nice omg (are you on a mission to collect k-pop boys?) yuchan... haechan... do you have a thing for the chans sjaosajo

YES!! i missed doing friendship bracelets so my sister suggested doing it but i dont think i will ever do it again because it was super tiring and time consuming.... noo and im so sorry about your concert :(

yeah especially when they break and you have to run after beads, i will make them for taylor next concerts hoping we will keep doing them just to finish the beads

what can i say i'll do ANYTHING to have haechan in front of me shgfsdjk (a little tmi that it might make me sound like an akgae but i swear im not i love all my neos i just dont play about haechan) but when i went to the link and since haechan didn't come i didn't mind being in third row like of course i would have loved barricade but when i ended up at the third row it was like okayyy and i didn't try to get more close to the stage and i enjoyed it so much especially since i even grabbed a piece of taeyong's shirt sjgjhdks but yes i studied their positions (i even did an excel with haechan and chenles positions so me and my friend could decide which side to go) and for this concert all the vip section (standing floor) was open so you could decide when you entered the venue where to go, unlike the past concerts where you had to buy the side you wanted. originally i wanted the left side ONLY if i was in barricade cause if not i wanted to go the extended stage but when i went inside the venue it was super packed that side so it was a big no (they sold more than 700 soundcheck packages so i think more than half of the people were at that side)

NOT THE EXCEL WITH THE POSITIONS YOU ICON! but tbh there’s nothing wrong with this, it’s only normal to try to be as close as your bias/biases or pick a place where they play a song you like (i did the same for the diamond section at the eras tour just because of august (and also because it’s where you could see her the most)) it’s my MONEY i will get the place I want. taeyong’s shirt you will always be famous. oh so i see that chile’s organization works just like the italian one, tickets that are supposed to have a better view and should be limited turn out to be sold to 700 of people amazing!

to be honest, the whole experience SUCKS. we paid $400 and had the worst experience between all the other sections but i only paid it so i could see them more time and up close (but i wouldn’t recommend it i mean i’d do it again but as i said just to see them more not because it was a good experience). in terms of the actual soundcheck they come out at 5:30 with their "own" clothes (at least in asia they came out without their hair and makeup done and with their own clothes, but in latam and usa they wore the merch and had their makeup and hair done) and they introduced themselves and talked for about 5 minutes then mark asked about what song we wanted to hear (me knowing they took to my first out of the setlist: TO MY FIRST!!!!!) and he pretended we said all night long skhshjkf (cause they always sing anl at the sc), the song started and they went to the extend stage and they just walk and interact with the fans while singing, throwing kisses, reading the signs, doing kyuu, etc. after the song ended they did a little ment again talking about what they did the day before in chile. then they sang yogurt shake, did a short ment, sang sos (they sometimes exchange sos with candy if i remember correctly) and did a final ment then said goodbye (the soundcheck lasts about 20/25 minutes in total)

my poor to my first defender ☹ i’m just like you, say that the floor sucks and the vips even more but then i always get those tickets (tbh i only ever got the vip for taylor because it was the only ticket the site would let me put in the cart and i was shaking and crying (literally) after days of saying “the floor? not even with a gun at my head”) but i know my limits, one time while seeing little mix I was about to faint BEFORE the concert started and i didn’t push myself (the normal and vip were separated so i wasn’t going to be close to the stage anyway) i stepped back and had the time of my life anyway. so i always but the floor knowing that if i end up close to the stage it’s good but i don’t mind staying in the back. i feel these are the crazy things we can tolerate while we’re still young, in my 30’s i will get seated tickets

me and haechan are actually in a 7 year old relationship he just doesn’t know it yet 😁

please invite me to the wedding

yes i CAN'T do standing concerts anymore pleaseee also some people are super rude and ruin the experience 💔 for taylor thank god i bougth numbered? tickets (they were only $6 cheaper than the vip section but i was scared to go to the standing floor with argentinians cause they are WILD) and even tho i only arrived like 2/3 hours early i ended up being SUPER tired so yeah.... BAN STANDING CONCERTS!!!!!!! unfortunely for sabrina (but thank god for me), she wasnt that famous yet back in november so when she came out no one was standing 💔 but for the 127 the dumbass people started standing up like an hour and a half earlier i HATED THEM

love how we say this knowing damn well we will be at another standing concert when we’ll have the chance. yeah stadiums in latam are PACKED , san siro was sold out but for safety reasons they can’t fully fill the floor so it wasn’t so bad, and many people complained when seeing the videos saying “oh but it wasn’t full, i could’ve gone too,” you dickhead people need space! it’s not safe! (also it’s only normal that when the concert starts everyone tries to get closer to the stage so everyone was around it and there was more space in the back) time is not real because wdym last year sabrina was opening the eras tour and was unknown and now she’s breaking records every two seconds omg

gawddd what is wrong with these people how can someone be so rude to rip something from your hand fucking psycho

it’s french people what do you expect (sorry to my french readers i guess, at least you fight the fascists)

i am in fact not alive. after the concert ended i went to barricade and started trying to get the attention of one of the staffs because i asked a guard and he said he couldn't talk to anyone from the staff (such a liar because they were only chilean staffs) so i started to scream at whoever staff passed by and a lady guard started kicking me out of the venue and i said no wait i can't go i only want the keychain and i'll leave and she was so not nice but at least she let me but was BESIDE ME trying to check that i didn't do anything else ???? so one male staff was passing by and i said HEYYY FRIEND (what is wrong with me sfhdkfhkdk) could you please grab the little keychain that is on the stage and give it back to me? so he climbed the stage and had to look for it and found it so i got it back and finally left so yeahh that's how i got it back... and to be honest i kinda grew attached to the keychain so i was super hesitant to throwing it to the stage but i said if haechan uses it then it doesn't matter because also that was the only reason i bought it in the first place but thank god i got it back tho cause at some point i thougth i'll never see it again. wish i could buy a second keychain so i could have matching ones with haechan but that was the only one i could find in the world (i wish i was joking 😭)

you wanted that keychain back BADLY i love you you’re so chaotic 😭i’m happy that at least one person of the staff was kind enough to give it back to you tho. omg that’s so rare please don’t ever lose it and haechan if you don’t catch it next time!!!

YESYESYES WE TALKED ABOUT THE ERAS TOUR BUT I COULD TALK ABOUT IT NONSTOP AND YESSSS WE ARE SURPRISE SONG TWINS!!!

i can’t ever trust my brain i don’t know if i talk to myself or if i actually had conversations with people lmao glad for once i wasn’t insane

i need to come out of the anonymity so i can show you my pics and we can chat NORMALLY and not through asks…. and haechan will have to suck it up!!!

kinda yes because i try to imagine everything you tell me but i would love to see the videos (no but you don’t have to i have a vivid imagination i will keep using it)

yeah she was a fucking weirdo and so manipulative thank god my friend dropped her… but i also got kinda annoyed that she didn’t say anything and i mean i can defend myself i really have no problema doing that but she as the mutual friend she should have said something….

Yeah it’s obvious you can defend yourself but as friend of yours she should’ve said something especially because it was uncalled for

i HATE them so much in fact no words can explain how much i hate long hair on him (and actually on almost every idols it always looks TERRIBLE)

listen… I could take hating on the braids but… WHAT DO YOU MEAN LONG HAIR OMG is this the first thing we disagree on?

i tried to write longer paragraphs for the other members but since the haechan tunnel vision was crazy i only watched them for a short period so i don’t have much to say about them 😭😭😭but god i’m just thinking of irl haechan and i’m ascending he’s seriously so so so so so pretty

no i can’t blame you for that don’t worry i’d do the same

omgg 🤝🏼 and its so funny cause mijito rico has a song that goes “MIJITO RICO MIJITO RICO LA LA LA LA LALA LALALALALA” and haechan danced to it 😭

HE’S A CUTIE I WILL DIE

i want to think he was tired and not that he hated us especially since i watched lots of videos and it seemed like he only acted that way in chile

that’s the only reason also because he had fun this time and it’s not like something happened there for him to hate on the country

i swear his stage presence is no joke and in my opinion at least in live performances he’s the best singer between the 7

after this ask i saw a video on tiktok that asked nctzens “who’s your bias before and after” and EVERYONE talked about how chenle wrecked them after the concert lmao

thank you so much rebs i hope you can see 7dream soon too ❤️‍🩹

thanks love i really hope that but tbh they’re never coming here in italy and i doubt i’ll go to paris again especially alone

idk i didn’t have a particular one in mind but i saw the merch they sold at the netherlands and it’s kinda ugly i didn’t like anything 😭 so i was thinking maybe buy non official merch outside the venue? but i don’t even know if they sell that in europe so idkkk

in europe there’s non official merch outside but it’s mostly posters and shirts (but i haven’t been to a kpop concerts in ages so idk anymore) the things i got at the 127 concert were fan made (like photocards, fans, and other things, they sold posters outside after the show and my friend got one)

OMGG HELLO??? REBS THAT’S HUGE??? CONGRATULATION ON THE EXHIBITION THAT’S AMAZING IM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!! i bet all the pictures came amazing and the exhibition will be super successful when is the inauguration??

so umh... came back from the inauguration now and lmao people struggle when you don’t show them mountains or sunsets but i’m used to it (am i still sad? yes) i knew this one was going to be even worst than last year to understand but who knows, maybe once it’s over they’ll let me know that someone liked it (last year the inauguration was a flop but my photos ended up being the most appreciated) but what matters is that i love how the pics came out so i’m happy. thank you!!!

clairo right?:( i’m so sorry for that i don’t listen to her music but i saw a lot of people super bummed about it and i know how much it must suck for you especially since it was firstly postponed and then cancelled:/ sending you lots of hugs bby 🫶🏼

no it’s not her, it’s angelina mango, an italian singer. but it’s alright, i can’t do anything to change it so... (i’m still so pissed i haven’t listened to her since lmao) thank you for the hugs love u!

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i tried but i can’t change the airplane tickets for another day and it’s also already paid 😭 and yesaidjskxks i was hanging out with a lot of friends at the party (they don’t even know i like kpop) and i opened twitter just as an habit and the FIRST thing i saw was the post and i was like WAIT IT SAYS SANTIAGO and i saw the (wrong) date (i saw the mexico one thinking it was for chile) so i was like noo not on january 28th how am i supposed to ask for the day off especially since it’s like 3 days before our vacations but then i closed the app but as the party kept going i kept thinking about what should i say at work so i went to twitter again to make sure it was really on jan 28 and that’s when i realized it was actually february 4 for chile 😭😭😭😭😭 i wanted to scream SO BAD and i just said OMG NO and covered my mouth and my friends asked me what happened and i had to act like it was nothing when in fact i was DYING inside

YOU WERE LITERALLY THIS MEME I'M SCREAMING

(this is me if you even care 😞 https://x.com/VideoReacts/status/1742619354426982826/video/1)

THIS VIDEO KILLS ME LMAO i would’ve had the same reaction tbh

i hate myself so much rn because when my mom asked us where we wanted to go me and my sister immediately replied “NOT to brazil” and we ended choosing argentina cause last time my mom couldn’t go with us plus we didn’t have enough time to go to all the places we wanted but to my bad luck no kpop artist go to argentina but they do go to brazil 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 so i really have no solution and i won’t be able to see him and it angers me so much cause i’ve been waiting for YEARS for him and i almost lost my mind when he was away in the military for more than 21 months and now i can’t even see him i cant do this anymore im killing myself!!!!

OMG A FAMILY VACATION TOO this was brazil’s karma coming back to bite your ass there’s no other explanation lmao. this sucks but also he’s in a new agency, right? so I’m pretty positive things will be better than with sm and he will come back again in 2026 and you will be able to see him. Please don’t let it ruin your vacation with your mom and sister (and do like me, silence him and every world relating to the concert when the date comes up so you won’t see anything)

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR YOUR LONG ASKS I LOVE THEM!!! i'll reply to the other anon in a while! i'm just going to eat. have a great week! love you!!!

[withleeknow]

thank you for translating your emo hours into 💌 I'll meet you halfway if you let me GOD I FELT THAT IN THE PIT OF MY STOMACH & q. for the author: which member/idol did you have in mind/gravitate towards as you were writing this?:)

omg you're gonna have the best time, the fact you'll be able to see one another in person is so heart-warming 🥹🥹 note to future 🍙: I'll be here to welcome you with open arms and physical onigiris in ldn <3

ok but the stars aligned awfully in the past 24hrs bc seeing this after our hybe rant - our 🌰 on his way to japan in freakin' crutches - I can't do this anymore tinyurl.com/3nux77mf I want to protect him at all costs 😭

ohhh my heart, the husband really is husbanding:')) as an acts-of-service girlie myself, this has ignited all the butterflies in my stomach <3 🥺🥺 in exchange I have the prettiest of crumbs: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGesuXDQ3/ - this along with the new skz concept photos that dropped yesterday LORD- I NEED A NEW MICROWAVE

final crumb: have you seen the news abt jin being a torchbearer for the olympics???! mr WWH in PARIS????

eeeek i'm so glad you liked reading it 🥹 i've never posted anything in first person pov before so you could say that was my little journal entry that i had nowhere to put lol. i actually wrote it bc i was feeling super emo about new york (it's hard to describe my relationship with new york lol) and i had to channel it somewhere. wrote it mostly bc i wanted to get the first paragraph out! but for the rest of it i thought a little bit about mimo and a little bit about jungkook (my main muse until not too long ago yk) 😂

i know oh my god i'm so excited about new york!! it's the only thing i'll be thinking about for the next 10 weeks. it still feels so surreal :((( next year i definitely have to hit up london, just mark my words!! it would actually be so crazy if jen x onigiri happens as well omg lol

jesus i saw that yesterday! i was like - he is in literally crutches and a brace, where on earth are you making him go. my son i hope he gets better soon 😭 he really does need to be wrapped up like a burrito and shielded from bighit bc they've overworked his ass to hell and back

he !!!!!!! how is he so handsome :((( if i saw him walking down the street i think i would actually pass out. i say this even though i had a dream about heeseung the other day lmao.

I HAVEEE SEEN JIN'S NEWS! he's been back for 2 weeks and he's already taking over the world. imagine his cute choppy bangs at the olympics omg 😭 it's been so long that i forgot how big my tannies are. it's times like these that i'm very glad i don't live in paris/london/milan/etc bc my kpoppies are there practically every other week for all sorts of events and i just wouldn't fare well at all the entire time they're there lol

[theinsanecrayonbox]

haha i forgot yesterday was wednesday so i didn't watch X-men. fixing that now. time for ep 5

ok opening clips has Cable...i think the Phoenix clips are permanent at this point

love the TV lines on the news segment

ok glad to see they didn't turn Genosha into Krakoa...even though i see a bunch of chars they made big on that...but to be fair this is where you can add in more modern characters without being super distracting. but hey Maddie's here! that's a nice way to include her

KURT! and they still say his last name wrong lol

wow this is just cameo-town. Maddrox, Exodus, Frenzy?, Dazzler (with the wrong hair color)

wait news segment reminded me...wasn't Scott in Genosha last episode? i know news bits aren't chronological necessarily, but...oh it is, oh well

oh now Logan/Jean time...and Scott's entering his emo phase...yeah that tracks

oh hai Sebastian, Banshee, and Moira (glad to see you two happy together and her not wearing him as a coat)....oh and Emma, fun! but wait "council"...oh no this is the Island of Stupid :(

oh neat they're doing the Emma manipulating Scott with mental Jean stuff but with Maddie. that makes perfect sense really

i was questioning why Rogue had to be in her Savageland getup in her flashback, but then i remembered that's what was going on when she was involved with Cloneto in the comics so ok

so you won't let terrorists run for office, but Hellfire Club...sure Valerie, sounds about right

Rogue should really still be wearing gloves...there's a lot of non-magnetic people around she can whammy...

uhoh is Maddie degenerating? oh hai Cable!

and explosions. yeah that's par for the course ain't it. what even is that thing though??? a super cerabus sentinel???

that whole fight scene...so cinematic...i cannot commentate. that was amazing and heart wrenching, and just...perfect

and it just ends there!!!! gah!!! need more. next week can't come fast enough. (also the soft piano ending, way to stab me harder show). this was so good, best episode yet. thank you show for this. now fix it lol ^^;;;

[angelhound]

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[may-nr1rooftoptriodefender]

I forgot to send my request a while back but WOO here we go: What do you think of Aizawa and reader being great friends back in highschool ( with probably some secret feelings going on ) but after graduating reader leaves for overseas cos carreer

Now ! Reader is back and is a teacher at UA, so they suddenly meet again 🥳 How does that go?

I'd love that as a scenario! Hcs are fine if you prefer that though. Would it be selfish to ask for gender neutral reader, or just ommit pronouns that'd give away too much? If it's too much feel free to ignore it.

Thank you! I can't wait to read more of your writing :)

okay so I can totally do that! I can do gender neutral ig but I definitely won’t do male. It’s just hard for me to write but the rest should be fine..

I don’t think here are any warnings (if I’m wrong pls correct me)

spoilers for vigilante mangas and season 5?? (just mentions of a certain someone but nothing too revealing?)

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aizawa x reader - Here we meet again

So here we are again. About 15-16 years after graduating you’re back at your old high school, UA. But now as a teacher. It’s been a while, huh?

All the memories that were made here, it’s a bit nostalgic. You can’t wait to give these kids the school experience you had. There’s also a chance to see your old classmates & friends - now as teachers and colleagues of yours.

You could remember your time as a student here like it was yesterday. It felt a bit similar, the only difference that you’re not a student anymore..

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The first day at a new school is always scary, right? But it’s just as exciting as scary. So many different students with different quirks and looks it’s fascinating. Those students are going to be the future heroes.

Some friendships were made fast, like really fast. For example there were those two loud and cheerful boys. Oboro Shirakumo and Hizashi Yamada. They became friends quickly and even dragged another boy- Shouta Aizawa along. He wasn’t as happy, actually he was the complete difference. Tired, introverted, sarcastic and very quiet. But somehow it worked out between them. They soon became the iconic UA trio from class 1-A.

You hadn’t had as much luck as them. You also made friends pretty quickly, but the boys and girls you hang out with were judging, complaining and gossiping a lot. And I mean a LOT. It was okay but you had to watch your every move around them. They also weren’t very fond of the iconic trio. They talked about them a lot and you couldn’t really understand why. What did they do? They are pretty nice to everyone and also funny.

You often heard this and that-

“God, Aizawa looks so weird, does he sleep at all? Emo boy”

“Why is Yamada so god damn loud? Also, wtf is wrong with his hair and sun glasses?”

“Shirakumo looks always so proud. He hasn’t any embarrassment at all. I get second hand embarrassment just thinking about him. All three of them think they are so god damn cool. Just a bunch of nerds”

You never said anything in those conversations because it wasn’t really true? They are actually really cool and they look like they have a lot of fun. Just let them be! But they always noticed. They always noticed how quiet you were when it was about them. How you never said anything or agreed with them. How you greeted the three every morning. How you never looked disgusted when looking at them.

So they confronted you. Also made you down, because you’re ‘also a nerd’ and that you ‘don’t fit into their group’. It hurt but maybe it was for the better. The only problem- now you didn’t had any friends at all. Sure you got along with all of your classmates, but none of them was truly a friend… So you sat alone at lunch. You never talked to anyone before or after class, expect it was something important. You never had a sparring partner by choice. The remaining one was always partnering up with you.

The trio noticed that. And Yamada and Shirakumo were too kind souls to ignore that. Aizawa actually didn’t care at all. Sure, you were a classmate that was always friendly to him, but he didn’t interact with you much. And if you liked it alone better? He also preferred alone and quiet time, but his two friends wouldn’t leave him alone. So he accepted the presence. They were not soo bad after all.

But the other two really wanted to talk to you, and they did. During lunch when you were sitting alone again, they approached you ( and tagged Aizawa along as well). You were more than surprised about that. But when they started talking about how you seemed kinda lonely and they couldn’t just watch and decided to look if everything was okay, you thought the thing you always thought: they seem like nice and kind persons. You were right after all. They were nice and kind. Proved those bitches fake friends wrong.

They accepted you gladly into their friend group and honestly, you were more than relieved. You finally made friends and they were especially nice people. Since that day, it wasn’t a trio anymore. Now, they were four.

Oboro and Hizashi (you were allowed to call them with their first name now) were always talking while Shouta was more quiet. Talked the bare minimum. But even then, he seemed nice too. It was just hard to know when he always wore that poker face. You didn’t know if he liked you or just tolerated you, but the first time he laughed while you were around you knew he was probably okay with your presence. You didn’t know much about him, expect his love for cats and sleep but he was kinda cute and all. He didn’t look too bad either. Slowly but surely you fell for him. And it just got more and more. When you started your second year, you were deeply in love with his shy persona.

But he would never know that, he didn’t seem like a person to catch feelings. And you could never live the embarrassment down if he rejected you. Yeah no thanks.

Little did you know he actually also liked you a bit more than a friend. Even before you became friends with him he thought you looked good and seemed nice to talk to. But that meant nothing… at first.

When you started hanging around more often, he noticed that you’re a very sweet and happy person. The opposite of him. But maybe this was the reason he started crushing on you. He was a bit boring and not so likeable. You were good company. A good person to talk to. He always thought he was a bit obvious and you just didn’t like him as much as Oboro and Hizashi. He understood why you’d like them more- he surely couldn’t fall for someone like him so you probably didn’t either. You were perfect and he wasn’t. So he’d never tell you what he thought about you.

Of course it was hard to ignore those feelings when you were permanently seeing each other. The worst things that happened so far was your sleep over. Shouta almost had a heart attack when you were suddenly standing at Hizashi’s door with a backpack. He thought it would only be him and Oboro like always. Not that he minded but he was freaking out all the time. Sleeping in the same room as his crush, seeing his crush in pyjamas and such, dear god give him strength. What was even worse, was that Hizashi has a huge house + swimming pool. Shouta wasn’t ready seeing you in your swimwear. You looked good and it was so embarrassing for him. He looked flustered all the time.

You didn’t notice because you were just as flustered and busy with your own thoughts. Seeing him shirtless was too much for your simp heart. Shouta also didn’t see that cause he was busy calming his flushed face down. Oboro and Hizashi of course noticed that. They shipped both of you secretly but if you two ever found out, Shouta would surely strangle them and you would be just uncomfortable and denying. They learned about their past mistakes not to do that again. But they’d never let them live that day down if they ever become a couple, that’s for sure.

After all you did a lot of stupid things together and hid your feelings pretty well. You were the perfect friend group of four and no one could stop you. Until that fateful day came. After the accident.. they were too busy with other feelings than the feelings for each other. They focused on other things and kinda fell apart. You weren’t as close as you were before, so after graduation you decided to leave Japan and Shouta behind. Maybe this would clear your head.

And it did. It was a great experience but now it was time to come back and teach future heroes.

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Luckily, the way to principle Nezu was still known to you. Every hallway, every classroom, you still remember it all. The introduction with Nezu was very short (surprisingly) and you were sent to the teachers lounge to get to know the others and to make yourself comfortable before the students would be arriving. You really couldn’t wait to see the other heroes you were going to work with. Some were already known to the public like Midnight or Present Mic (you were really hyped for these two) but surely there would also be some new faces.

When you arrived you were debating between knocking or just entering but before you could think more about it the door was opened by none other than-

Yamada.

God you were happy to see him. He has gotten a lot taller, but maybe that was just his hair that was standing up from his head. Looks like he grew it out. You didn’t even want to think of how much bottle of hairspray he used for his hair to stand up like that… He even got a little mustache. And he still had a pair of ridiculous looking sun glasses… That was without a doubt the Hizashi Yamada you went to school with.

“There you are! We’ve already been waiting for you!! GOD I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!”

Yup, still very loud.. That’s him. He tackled you into a big hug and even if you wanted to return it, he didn’t gave you enough space or air to do so..

“Everyone needs air Yamada… And you’re stealing it away from our fellow friend..”

That was surely Midnight aka Nemuri Kayama. This feminine and seductive voice was her for sure. You’ve spoken a few times with her during your UA years and she’s surely fun to have around.

When Present Mic finally let you go and muttered a quiet (??) sorry you could get a look at her. Sure, you’ve seen both pros in TV and such, but seeing them in person is different. Midnight hat longer hair and also surprisingly to say, her outfit wasn’t as revealing as it used to be.. Which still showed a lot..

You reallyyy missed them.

So both of them got a hug. “Welcome back darling” , said Midnight with a grin.

“Thank you. But could I actually enter the room now?” you asked after releasing them both. They stepped aside and followed you right in after. Everyone looked up on you and you surely recognized a few heroes like Cementoss or Ectoplasm. Before you could say anything, Present Mic chirped in.

“Guys! This is our new colleague and teacher! EVERYONE, MEET-“

“We all got the file Mic, we know who that is… And introducing other people is rude, do you know that?” A masculine voice interrupted.

“Interrupting people is also surely rude Aizawa!”

Wait. Aizawa as in Shouta Aizawa?? Omg he’s here too?!? Nah okay this is going to be way different now..

song for today - Space Song by Beach House

[giuliano-fan-account]

hxh Chapter 395: Founding: Part 1

Ohm yg od oh my god I love this chapter!!!!!!

So let’s get started

Spoilers... What else??

I’m deciding to use the viz translations since I didn’t review yesterday and they come out on sundays so yeaaa

Ok so we begin with Hinrigh who has Cracked The Code on the Heil-Ly base thing

They’re gonna go after those two guys and...... To be honest I don’t care if they end up dying!!!! Go ahead!! I forgot their names already and Togashi’s going to need to manage the like 60 new characters that he’s made this arc...

Man, I miss Kurapika and the Zodiacs and the Princes and Beyonds team... hm... 

Like these characters I love and all like Lynch and Zakuro and Tserriednich’s Militia people and Hinrigh but Man where did everybody else go????

Well good news is later this chapter we at least have the troupe!!

(Togashis trying to tell us to enjoy the little detours-- to the fullest)

Volksen ever. Apparently her officially translated name is like Bork something but Volk is a lot better in My opinion and people spell Giuliano like Juliano all the time so does it Really Matter?

Volk makes me think of a Volkswagen car and Bork makes me think she has an acidic reflux I’m sorry.

Also Otocin = Otoshin (doesn’t really matter to me) and Momolly = Momori (Momori is way cooler sorry so I will also be saying Momori) 

I also permanently associate Volksen with octopi now but that’s besides the point.

Anyways enough about the 6 People from last chapter let’s move on. 

Fun fact I still cant remember his freaking name What Is it Somebody please say It nobody has said it in the past 5 chapters and I’m confused but anyways. 

He says the Phantom troupe are checking out 3102 (next to the trap room 3101) because they think there might be a Hideout behind rooms 3101-3103 and of course they’re being insane about it, since to them it doesn’t matter if they have a plan or not. 

He’s been talking a lot about people being captured..... Togashi? Is this going to be another big theme??

He needs some water or some skin moisturizer or something He can’t be living like this dude look how dry that skin is...

Anyways they're threatening this guy to get in the room as you do.

I’m going to thank Togashi forever for visuals because without them in this arc I would be entirely lost.

I really don’t have any sympathy for this guy but Imagine if three guys just came into your room and then cut a hole in your bathroom.

I’m sorry but in this panel he looks so emo it’s... It’s the hair and the... The everything looks extra emo.

I love this conversation cause it opens new parallels between the mafia and the troupe, which Phinks, Feitan, and Nobunaga are already involved with and it gives some more insight, but also What is Nobunaga holding right now.

Is that like a ball of light or something

And why is it the only one there

Anyways enough of looking at random details its its

ITS FLASHBACK TIME

When I saw this page spread I kid you not I think I went crazy for a second. It’s a callback to the flashback in chapter... 102 (the panels were redrawn!!!!!!@2442454##$#%^$#)

I was right with Chrollo being the one on the left and Franklin being the one on the right closest to the tape, but I thought Shalnark would be the one sitting in front of the elder, and Phinks was the one running at the bottom..... However..

THE ONE WITH THE CURLY WAVY HAIR IS SHALNARK.......... (broken heart crying emoji /pos) 

God I love this Flashback Look at them all. Shalnark and Chrollo are my best guess at like 9 years old and Franklin is probably like uhh 16 or something.

Franklin has a Oldest-brother-that-is-cool-and-is-in-college-while-you-are-in-middle-school vibe which I’m not being super specific about you guys have to know what I’m talking about right.

Tbh this part felt a bit like I was on something but it’s ok it works out!

I love how they have Territory like its warrior cats. Like theyre those kids on the playground that would play warriors (definitely not me /s) But its taken to the actual extreme and they actually fight.

I’m guessing Uvo is also 16 but Puberty just hit him in the face with an iron bat. He’s like the Average bully archetype but also taken to the extreme because they live in a dump city.

Machi... She’s just... She’s like 5 or 6 years old oh my god she’s a literal baby actually... and she’s just handing Uvo a “Murder Weapon” they would probably call it. 

Baby Syanorke being a little smartass and then Immediately getting hit in the head with a plank of wood and passing out This was like the funniest part ever

Look at him tumble

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Wait

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No...

NOOO.......

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOLY CRAP

...Anyways let’s move past that...

Fist fight Immediately 1 v 1

The low quality running of the little guy I can’t believe he’s a little guy

HELP ME THIS IS TERRIFYING WHY DO THEY LOOK LIKE THAT 

He is also Average bully archetype No. 2 but a different flavor for sure...... His hair looks like a walnut Phinks what are you doing.... 

Umm ok so Age guesstimate... the first appearance Phinks looks older and then he looks smaller in the other panel... So I’m gonna say he’s like 13 and Feitan... 

...

Yea I have no Idea let’s just say 13 as well.

Get wrecked. I only noticed the arrow now so hopefully you see it too now.

The little guy the little thief 

Meteor city civilization real

AGAIN WITH THE PEOPLE GETTING CAPTURED AND STUFF??

Ok so Basically 

Since Meteor city residents technically don’t exist since they don’t have any form of identification, that means it was legal to kidnap them, kill them, commit crime against them etc since they technically “weren’t human”...

A while later to prevent this, Meteor city allied with the mafia to be safe, but before that there were hundreds of victims and 70% of them were under 15.

Their ties with the mafia grew stronger, and Nen abilities came about the elders, and a pledge was made (The law of retribution): 

“Only life can compensate for a life.”

“We’ll accept anything you leave here, but don’t ever take anything away from us.” (a note left at the kurta massacre, if it rings a bell) 

And so with all this going on the Phantom troupe formed 12234543

PAKUNODA!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love her hair so much here its real 

This is so adorale im cyring .........

Ddue just became a part of the council at 9 years old I guess!

Tiny Just tiny little ones

POWER CLEANERS HELP 

MIGHTY SWEEPIN POWER CLEANERS

He also created dubbing wow /s 

IM CYRING AGAIN ........ So Paku must be like 8 or something but they have an Older sister Younger brother dynamic lol 

SHEILA?!?!?! You mean the lady in volume 0 who looks uncannily similar to Pariston Hill? 

...*snif* *sniffleef* eu......e.ue ,, 

Omg its Sheila and Sarasa... Sheila still has her silly rat ears...

I like Sarasa she’s a little silly and I wonder if she’ll be relevant too but as far as I know I dont remember her.

hehe im just imagining all of them just sitting down and watching a really badly dubbed but endearing episode of the power ra-cleaners.

D Hunter.... 

I live them that’s all I have to say

Oh god More human trafficking 

Even worse child trafficking... Yea this is going to be relevant 

And then It just skips back to them peacefully HELP 

To be continued!!! Yea nothing bad happening here totally

I’m guessing since the Title of the chapter is Founding: Part 1 that we’re still going to be in the flashback in part 2 since there’s still stuff that needs to happen.

I mean we still have yet to see 12 year old Nobunaga and what about the whole Council thing?? 

Oh god wait somebody may get captured during the screening NO 

And why is it called founding?? The troupe is officially founded I think when they’re like mm... I wanna say maybe 6 or 7 years older so maybe there’s a time skip idk.

Anyways keep being silly Goofer man Behave yourself.

(remember the hunter exam applicant form or wtv in the 1999 version well I wanted to draw them so here ignore the bad coloring and shading i made this at 2 am) 

[anxicecreamty]

every time i go out with a friend i am in bright colours and they are wearing all black,,, its the emo/clown instinct