#I can’t picture stuff so I always forget to explain things in a way that helps people who can bc it feels so irrelevant to me lmao

[in1-nutshell]

I know your on a break from requests but I don’t want to forget this one, so I’m just gonna leave it here till your back to taking requests ☺️

The butts and cons reacting to An adult buddy who is an archeologist and actively studies and learns the cybertronian language and history. A buddy who is in charge of a team that travels around the world too study history. And she has studied the cybertronian language so much that she can read and write it, she can sort of speak it aswell.

I can’t stop thinking about this, especially because I love the idea of a certain archivist (Optimus) and archeologist/historian buddy having little knowledge sharing conversations…..possibly romance 😏

But you do you boo

Tried going for a pre romantic vibe for this one. Optimus deserves a friend to just be himself around. Introvert to introvert levels of friendship. Lets see how Buddy navigates their friendship with Prime.

Hope you enjoy!

Human Buddy the archivist and who studies Cybertronian culture with Optimus Prime

SFW, slight romantic, platonic, Human reader

Buddy was an archivist that worked alongside Agent Fowler. They met while they worked as a former spy for the government that retired that life to pursue their passion.

They met the bots with him.

“Autobots. I’d like you to meet a friend of mine that will be working with you. This is former agent Buddy.”--Fowler

“Why bring us a former agent, Agent fowler?”--Ratchet

“Because ratchet, they are in charge of learning about your culture and in charge of helping you all learn about Earth’s culture.”--Fowler

“…Are they okay?”—Bulkhead

Buddy staring intently at Optimus’s frame.

“What do you—Buddy, Buddy no—”--Fowler

Buddy locking eyes with Optimus.

Optimus locking optics on Buddy.

Both-- Introvert radar on: Potential Friend spotted.

“Well good luck with that. See you all in 5.”--Fowler

“Wait what do you mean? Agent? Agent!”--Ratchet

It was Budy’s job to get to know the giant aliens more. They would be lying if they said they didn’t enjoy learning about the bots culture. They had gotten to know the members of the misfit team through the years. Sure, it did lead to some misadventures along the way, especially when the kids came along…

“Beeep? (Buddy, can I ask you a question?)”—Bumblebee

“Sure Bee! What’s your question?”—Buddy

“Beeep bep bop? (What does ‘babygirl’ mean? I heard Miko saying that to Jack.)--Bumblebee

“… Where’s Miko?”—Buddy

Despite this, they especially hit it off with Optimus.

Buddy seemed to have awaken Orion Pax from time to time with their thirst for knowledge.

Prime and Buddy by the screens looking at Iacon records.

“By the Primes…”--Ratchet

“What is it?”--Arcee

“I think I know why Agent Fowler said, ‘good luck’.”--Ratchet

“Why? They seem to be fine? What harm is that?”—Arcee

“Do you think it’s in section 3ab part 4 sub article 15?”—Buddy

“No, maybe in section 3.4 ab part 5 sub article 16?”—Optimus

“Oh, true maybe its—“--Buddy

“There’s two of them now.”--Ratchet

The Prime is more than happy to share his planet’s culture alongside the rest of the team. But those moments are usually reserved for the two of them.

It was their thing.

Soon enough the kids and June came into the picture.

Buddy wasn’t going to lie and say it was easy to explain their job to them. But the sight on their faces when they would go in depth about a certain topic was priceless. It was always nice to have someone interested in this line of work.

“You know you can ask Bulkhead about this stuff, right?”--Buddy

“That’s right you can ask me about stuff.”--Bulkhead

“Yeah but some of the stuff you weren’t there and Buddy is pretty much a walking wiki page on Cybertronian history.”--Miko

“I’m not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not? But thank?”--Buddy

“If you want history why don’t you ask Ratchet or Prime?”--Bulkhead

“I want a quick story not a university lecture.”--Miko

Now, did all this knowledge make them a bit bias about the war.

Yes, yes it did.

But Buddy wasn’t blind in the way stories go.

They secretly want the Cons input on the war and their beliefs. They have lost count of the number of times they have stood up for the bots against other humans.

The worst one came from June after she tried to take the kids away from the base and blaming the bots for letting them get hurt on their watch.

“June stop that right now!”--Buddy

“Why! They let the kids get hurt on their watch!”--June

“I understand your concern but let them off the hook a little okay!? They don’t have optics in the back of their helms you know!”--Buddy

“They still—”--June

“We are at war June! Whether you want to open your eyes to it or not! People are going to get hurt. No one can promise a safe return… no one can. So, for the love of Primus, June, shut it.”--Buddy

Optimus never saw the fury in Buddy’s eyes than in that moment. Nonetheless he is a bit grateful for them standing up while he tries to take that blame. The team does let Buddy know they appreciate them.

Buddy did get kidnapped one day by Megatron himself.

By the time the planned hostage negotiations were going to happen, Megatron had gotten a hit of nostalgia. It came in the form of his tiny hostage.

“So, you’re Megatron?”--Buddy

“Yes, I am. Now—”--Megatron

“Oh finally! You have no idea how long I’ve actually wanted to meet you.”--Buddy

“…What—”--Megatron

“I have so many questions to ask you and your cause.”--Buddy

“You want to know about the Decepticon cause?--Megatron

“Yes! I mean, I know pretty much what the autoboots have had to say, I want to know the war from your causes point of view. For example, how did it start? From what I heard, you wanted to bring a new change for your fellow Cybretronian were things were going to be better for everyone. And, not to embarrass you or anything, but I quoted some of your earlier works—”--Buddy

Megatron now looking at a smaller Orion Pax talking about his works.

“… Pax.”--Megatron

“I—what?”--Buddy

“You’re designation now is Pax.”--Megatron

“Oh I guess—”--Buddy

“Come with me Pax, I have plenty of Decepticon data pads that you can look over.”--Megatron

“Okay!”--Buddy

Megatron couldn’t bring himself to destroy the fleshy. They were an organic replica of how Orion Pax was before the war. Dare he say it, but he missed the smaller bot he once knew and grew to call brother. He can’t do it.

“Lord Megatron, may I be so bold—”--Starscream

“You may not.”--Megatron

“—as to ask you why the organic is doing with that data pad?”--Starscream

“They wanted to learn more about our cause, isn’t that right Pax?”--Megatron

“I finished with this one, may I have another one?”--Buddy

“Of course, Soundwave.”--Megatron

Soundwave passes another data pad to ‘Pax’.

“Thank you!”--Buddy

“…Did you name the organic Pax?”—Starscream

“Is that a problem Starscream?”—Megatron

“Of course not—“—Starscream

“Then silence. Come now Pax.”--Megatron

“All right then. Bye Soundwave! By Starscream!”—Buddy

“…What in the Pits…”—Starsceam

Megatron didn’t want to seem like a weakling to his army, so he decided to do the hostage video but as soon as he got what he came for, to split with Pax.

Optimus was furious to hear about Megatron’s negotiations and that he had Buddy. Everyone was angry and ready to get Buddy back. Prime is considering the possibility of cutting off more than Megatron’s arm this time around.

Everyone goes to the location where Megatron said the negotiations would be held.

Its to everyone surprise to see Buddy come out of the ground bridge with a little bit of scratches here and there.

“Buddy!”--Everyone

“Hey! How’s everyone?”--Buddy

“How did you escape?”--Ratchet

“Oh, I didn’t.”--Buddy

“You did not?”--Optimus

“No, actually I managed to strike a deal with ol’ Megs. I get to go back to you on the condition that I return to the Nemesis every month or so. And before you say anything, no details from either side.”--Buddy

“Well, we’re just happy your back.”--Bulkhead

Later…

“Hey Optimus.”--Buddy

“Yes?”--Optimus

“I didn’t know that Megatron had a soft spot for nerdy archivists.”--Buddy

“… Apparently he does.”--Optimus

“What are you guys talking about?”--Miko

“Lecture work.”--Buddy

[gingerjunhan]

boyfriend headcannons - han hyeongjun

☆彡 EEEEEEKK it’s Jun Han time! :D 🩷

word count: 690 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: YouTube like is safe!!, all caps, (Hyeongjun’s) insecurities mentioned, eating mentioned, I love him, not proofread, lmk if I missed something

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obviously, I have a lot to say

here we go

first things first, Hyeongjun shows you how he loves you instead of telling you

there was some radio interview they did one time where the other members said he doesn’t say “I love you much”

so he makes sure to physically show his appreciation for you

what’s that? you were stressed from your workload? Hyeongjun made you dinner and cleaned up your place while you were out

you’re feeling nervous about a big job interview? he got you flowers to wish you good luck

stuff like that

I also feel like someone somewhere said that Hyeongjun is really good with dates?

idk maybe I’m gaslighting myself into thinking that

but he never never forgets anything!

birthdays, anniversaries, important events- he’s there

I also think a lot about the one Knock Down Debate that they did where Hyeongjun yelled at the others because they never pick up their phones when he calls them

so hey, at least he’s good at communication in that aspect

I don’t think Hyeongjun is one for pet names

I literally cannot picture him calling someone a pet name, but I could easily be wrong

if he did I feel like they would be simple

“honey”

“love”

“sweetie”

short and sweet stuff

he gets flustered easily if you call him something though!

I feel like it would be really easy to fluster him

STOOOPP imagine Hyeongjun meeting your pets

forget about your family- let this man meet your cat

okay but fr this man is sweating buckets meeting your family

he’s afraid that they would think he’s too quiet or too boring :(

but once they get to know him and once he warms up to them that’s obviously not true!

I mean, come on, look at the way that man can shred on the guitar. there is not a boring bone in his body

he’s a kiss on the cheek typa guy

no big fancy gestures

just something cute, simple, and sweet

he actually doesn’t strike me as a big gesture guy at all?

no wait let me explain

let me cook

not big on PDA, not the best with words, and he wouldn’t feel like his acts of kindness are very big

like, he let you hold on to kkito while he was away for a few days so you wouldn’t miss him- why are you crying?

ugh I wanna squeeze him :(

he will come to you with any sort of problem no matter how big or how small

he trusts you completely

he would literally be your friend first and your boyfriend second

Hyeongjun strikes me as the type to not need affection much, but when he does he’s a little nervous to ask

“Jun, what’s wrong?”

“I need a hug.” :(

you almost don’t hear him but y’all are so close that you can figure it out

you can basically read his mind

I feel like a relationship with Hyeongjun would go slow, and that’s okay!

why mess with perfection 😉

no need to rush first kisses or first I love yous

you’re just having fun together!

HE MAKES A PLAYLIST OF SONGS THAT REMIND HIM OF YOU 😭😭😭😭

“This song played in the restaurant during our first date.”

“This song was stuck in my head right before you kissed me for the first time.”

“This song was-“ STOP IT I can’t do this anymore

ALWAYS makes sure you’re taking care of yourself

making sure you eat meals and get enough rest

he’s so open minded!

I feel like he has strong opinions, but he’s chill with most things?

those two things literally cancel out but whatever

he buys clothes that he also thinks you would like in case you want to steal them 😼

pays very close attention to detail!

no new haircut or nail color goes unnoticed!

he draws little pictures of you in his sketchbook all the time :(

loving Hyeongjun is gentle, calm, and fun- like sitting in the grass on a sunny day

no pressure, no rush, just you two having fun being together 🩷

god I love him so much

taglist: @dazzlingligth , @mini-mews , @mxlly143 , @somethingaboutcheese , comment to be added!⁎⁺˳✧༚

[good-beanswrites]

0306 ship fic? 👉👈

So. I usually don't like writing sappy ship things because 1. my aroace ass isn't great at it and I'd rather leave that to the more skilled fanbase, and 2. I like exploring elements of a developing relationship other than physical moments. However. However. I was hit with Fluff Beam while writing this, so first kiss with Mappi fic be upon ye :')

“Won’t you kiss me, Fuuta-kun?”

He tipped his head back with a drawn-out noise of exasperation. This wasn’t a new or surprising question by any means. He always hated when it came up, though. He waved the mixing spoon in the air.

“Don’t you ever get tired of all that sappy romance stuff? You’ve asked me enough times…” And each time, I have to endure the pain of lying to you. “Can’t you see I’m busy? Helping you, for that matter!”

He used the spoon to gesture to the baking supplies cluttering the prison’s tiny kitchen, flinging some strawberry filling in the process. Mahiru had started a batch of cupcakes in celebration that her arm had come out of its sling, only for it to start hurting halfway through from the overuse. If Fuuta had known that yanking the bowl away from her would volunteer him to finish the whole project, he would have thought twice about it. He still would have done it, of course, but he’d at least have thought twice.

Fortunately, Mahiru was a good teacher who hovered over his shoulder to explain each step in great detail without ever sounding patronizing. Unfortunately, it became more difficult to deny her request when she leaned so close, continuing to pry.

“Isn’t that the best reason? You’re being so kind, Mahiru should return the favor.”

“No, you shouldn’t have to 'return' anything! I’m doing this because I…” he swallowed. “Because I think you’re an idiot for going and getting yourself hurt again!”

“Oh, don’t say that, Fuuta-kun!” She giggled, not sounding hurt at all. She never did.

“It’s true!” She was indeed an idiot, the way she kept pestering him for something more. As usual, her mind had flown somewhere far outside of reality. Whatever she was picturing between her and Fuuta was nothing but one-sided romance. She was the one that warmed the room when she came in. She was the one who created butterflies in stomachs and blushes in cheeks. She was the one that made any of this feel like anything.

Fuuta, on the other hand, knew he brought nothing to the table. If she thought he was kind, it was all in her head. If she viewed him as attractive, it was definitely nothing but her fantasy. And now, if she anticipated him being a good kisser, it was just another delusion she’d lost herself in. As usual, she needed someone to save her from such delusions. That, at least, was the one good thing he could do for her.

“Just forget it, will ya? It’s not gonna happen.”

Behind him, Mahiru said nothing. He finished stirring in the final ingredient. He turned to ask her what came next, only to discover the most heartbroken expression he’d ever seen on her. She sniffled.

“Mappi!”

“I-I’m sorry. I was too much again, wasn’t I? I understand. I know… I know anyone would be afraid to kiss me.”

“Afraid? I’m not afraid!”

“Well, I mean,” she lowered her head, strands of hair falling over her eyes. “Given my record with boyfriends, it really wouldn’t be smart to fall in love with me, hm?”

“You callin’ me stupid?” The question came tumbling out before Fuuta realized the confession embedded within them. Mahiru’s head snapped up, the prior mist in her eyes made them shine with excitement, now.

She opened her mouth to point out the obvious. Fuuta shoved a spoonful of strawberry filling between her lips, panicking.

“Tell me if that needs anything else!” He turned on his heel, slamming the bowl down on the counter.

He took a measured inhale. Then an exhale. He squeezed his eyes shut. “I’m not scared, you know? I… I would really want to. T-to kiss you, I mean. But if I did, it’ll only prove to you that you don’t really want this.” He turned. “It’ll only make you more upset, and I’m not the – agk!”

Mahiru cupped his cheeks and brought him down to her lips. He made a little strangled sound as he was pressed back into the counter. At that moment, Fuuta had a total of three trains of thought before his brain fried like an overheating computer and went blank.

The first: Holy shit!

Second: I’ve never done this before. God, am I doing this right? What am I supposed to do with my hands? Or my mouth? Should I keep holding my breath? I’m definitely not doing this right.

And third: Holy shiiiiiiiit!

When she pulled away, rosy-cheeked and smiling wide, Fuuta’s arm instinctively reached up to hide his face. He was painfully aware of the burning across his skin, surely turning him a mortifying shade of red.

“Well?” She asked, seemingly oblivious to the state she’d reduced him to. “That was proof enough for Mahiru! What about Fuuta-kun?”

“I-I, well. You –" You tasted like strawberries. “You’re damned lucky no one was around, pulling a stunt like that!”

Mahiru waved the comment away with a fluttery hand gesture. “I meant, what did you think? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

He scowled at her. “I… I don’t know!”

Mahiru considered the statement. Rather than realize that, for the first time in his life, Fuuta was rendered entirely speechless, she took it at face value. “Well, then, I suppose we’ll just have to try again~”

“Wait, wha–?”

[according2thelore]

omg that ask about them fighting 😭 it IS like seeing your parents fight, omg. and the way fighting sam & dean totally lose track of everything else….. i think they could forget the younger ones are watching and be. quite mean 😢

on a similar note (shyly tucking hair behind my ears lol) any thoughts of es! sam finding that damn voicemail? i can’t help but think of that as a time bomb sitting around in the form of tech he actually knows how to use.

hi, anon!

gosh, you're so right!!! they get so into it there's no way they're not taking some insane shots that leave their younger selves absolutely gobsmacked and hurt.

and oh lord...

let's talk about ES!Sam finding the voicemail.

ES!Sam knows where he hides stuff, so the first thing he does when LS!Sam is occupied is snoop. he checks under the bed immediately and finds LS!Sam's box of momentos.

it's of course got the retirement community brochure (that makes ES!Sam lose his fucking breath. it knocks him on his ass. his entire world gets remade in a fucking second by the idea that he could have both? that he is planning for both? a domestic life with no monsters and a mortgage and a life with dean? those two things never coexisted for ES!Sam before, that's why he ran away with his entire life packed in two bags but here LS!Sam is planning for a life with dean sun-warm sleepy on a couch that they own.)

it's got the pictures, that give sam a pleasant pause, and then, tucked under a photo (but before sam gets to the amulet, because that would be a goddamn revelation as we discussed last time), is the same cellphone that ES!Sam has in his pocket.

he's kind of like oh !! fun !! because this phone is cracked and scuffed up, unlike the relatively new one tucked into his hoodie pocket. he pulls his own phone to compare the two, and tries turning LS!Sam's on, but of course, it doesn't work.

ES!Sam asks LS!Dean coyly how to order things on the computer, and LS!Dean seems eager to show off when ES!Sam explains that "his" phone battery got shot when they got time-travelled, and he needs to buy a new one.

ES!Sam's not even really sure why he wants to look at it so bad, but it's kind of the only thing that -- at this time, anyway -- connects him to his life in the future. all of LS!Sam's clothes are different. his computer is different. his hair is different. he doesn't have his bracelet or his books (that ES!Sam has seen), or anything that marks them as the same person.

when the battery finally arrives, ES!Sam eagerly clicks it in and turns the phone on.

there's only one file.

ES!Sam finds his old contacts, but all of his photos and messages and call logs have been deleted. except for one.

it's a voicemail.

from dean.

ES!Sam is kind of annoyed, because he was kind of looking forward to seeing his old photos and messages from the lens of the future like a proper sci-fi protagonist, but okay.

he holds the phone up to his ear, scratching at his jaw absently as he clicks the play button.

his world ends.

silence.

then it starts playing again.

it plays again.

ES!Sam realizes his thumb presses down on the play button, but he can't feel it.

it plays again.

he's staring at the wall. his mind--for one of the first times in his entire life--is completely fucking blank. he plays it again.

Listen to me, you bloodsucking freak. Dad always said I'd either have to save you or kill you. Well, I'm giving you fair warning. I'm done trying to save you. You're a monster, Sam -- a vampire. You're not you anymore. And there's no going back.

it's everything he feared. everything.

at this point, a S!2 sam has been told what dad's last instructions were. he knows that dean was told to kill him. he's told him he trusts him to do it--wants him to do it.

but this.

this isn't an act of trust, this is an act of hatred. of violence. i'm done trying to save you.

monster.

bloodsucking freak.

there's no going back.

he's standing in the war room doorway, swaying. he doesn't know how he got there. the room is blurred at the edges and LS!Sam stands up when he sees the look on his face. ES!Dean is sitting next to him, and stands too, slowly,

"sammy?" he asks. ES!Sam flinches. hard. LS!Sam goes to him immediately and ES!Sam grabs him by the arm, a punishing grip. LS!Sam holds a hand up to the ES!Dean behind him, muttering an i've got him, because ES!Dean has started to approach.

"i need to talk to you," he says, voice uneven. LS!Sam just leads him away, taking them down to one of the dungeons they haven't outfitted yet, but LS!Sam knows it's soundproof. LS!Sam knows ES!Sam has been getting angrier and angrier over the past few days, so he's readying himself for a rant from ES!Sam about their life or his expectations or the bunker, but ES!Sam just drops the phone in his hand.

"what did we do?" ES!Sam asks, "what the fuck did we do?"

LS!Sam stares down and knows exactly what ES!Sam has heard. what he's talking about. he kept this phone for one purpose, and knows the only thing sam would've found on it.

"i can't--i can't tell you. you know that."

LS!Sam watches as ES!Sam paces away from him, then back. he looks wrecked, eyes watering and face ashen and shattered. he looks like he's going to throw up.

"he--he tried to kill us. dean--he hates us. he doesn't wear the amulet. we--i. i am a freak. i'm going to become that."

both sams are quiet for a second.

"yeah. you are. he did. he doesn't." LS!Sam says. he's not going to lie to himself. he got over self-delusion a long time ago. his younger self visibly crumples, gutted and scared and upset. "but you live through it. you're going to keep living through it."

LS!Sam means it to be encouraging, but ES!Sam clearly takes it as a threat. he shakily takes a few steps away to catch his breath, rubbing a harsh hand over his face. LS!Sam trails after him, putting a hesitant hand on his shoulder.

he remembers receiving that voicemail. he gutted a woman because of it. he drained her dry, until he was limp and freezing in his arms. he knows this feeling, and his chest constricts thinking of receiving it earlier, before dean's death had made him into a different person, before hell made dean a different person.

"dean bought us matching popcorn buckets in reno last month. it's not...over. it changes. it changes all the time." LS!Sam says. ES!Sam looks at him over his shoulder, brow furrowed and mouth parted. LS!Sam shrugs, thinking of how he and dean have never been one thing. "we changed it first."

ES!Sam blinks, and LS!Sam knows he's thinking about the fact they didn't talk to dean for two years at stanford. ES!Sam shrugs his hand off, and looks down at the phone in LS!Sam's other limp hand like it has teeth.

"i'd kill myself before i became whatever he thinks i am. i can't--" ES!Sam says, voice trailing off.

"yeah. you're going to think that for a while. it's okay."

LS!Sam tries to smile at him. ES!Sam shakes his head, but doesn't say anything else. it's all he can give.

ES!Sam never asks "why did you keep it?" because they both know why. it's a reminder. a flagellation. this is what can happen. this is what you did. this is what we repent for.

they don't talk about it again.

but that night, as they ready for bed, and ES!Dean is humming while he's brushing his teeth, ES!Sam has to stop what he's doing to watch him do it. he feels sick to his stomach.

he’s so…angry. upset. heartbroken. there’s a childish need to reassure himself that dean still…sam doesn’t know, loves him, maybe? he wants to lean into dean’s space, wants to have dean laugh at something he says, wants to straight up ask, but sam stays silent. he’s terrified that the next thing he says will break them already.

ES!Dean raises a brow, and says, "i'll spit on you," around a mouth full of toothpaste and foam, and when ES!Sam gives a breathless chuckle, he has to turn to hide the frantic tear that tries to fall.

it changes.

ES!Sam's not ready for it to change. he doesn't want it to. his big brother flops down on his bed with a garbled noise, teeth brushed, and kicks sam's shin with his socked foot.

"your turn, princess."

ES!Sam kicks him back. he holds on tight to this moment, the way dean's nose scrunches, the way his chest rises, the way he tries to bend his arm to scratch at his own shoulder blade.

it changes. but not yet.

~~~

this ran away from me. holy shit. she ran.

thank you for this ask, anon! this was super interesting to think about! i HOPE ES!Sam never finds the voicemail, but knowing what we know about his rambunctious ass, he is definitely snooping.

i really hope you see this, anon! thank you again so much for this lovely ask!!!!!!!! i am kissing you on both cheeks! :)

-lizzy

[axolozzy]

senior prank went crazy tonight (aka me using tumblr as my diary again)

we went on the roof of the school earlier and nearly had the cops called on us it was so fun guys. we were not allowed to be up there!!! like almost the whole senior class was on the roof toilet papering everything and there were no actual teachers or adults (besides us ig because like were 18) besides the janitors who unlocked the classrooms and let us wreak havoc. our school is actual chaos inside and out like there’s piles of chairs and piles of tables in every hallway and it’s INSANE. genuinely actually insane like there’s toilet paper and seran wrap everywhere guys. our class trip is supposed to be on friday to valley fair but im not sure that’s gonna happen LOLLLL like we’ll definitely be spending our entire last day of school tomorrow cleaning everything up but it was worth it guys it was so fun. wooow. wow. none of my friends were there so i was kinda just silently following everyone around and helping out and it was fun it was silly. i dont think anyone expected me to be there either cuz im literally the most quiet anti social person at our school like im involved in nothing and i dont have much friends and people always say like they never hear me talk because im literally the quiet kid. nobody has ever even talked shit about me because there’s nothing TO SAY, like, i’m a complete nobody in the best or neutral way possible? like everyone has always accepted the fact im so weird and don’t like talking to people and they let me be but they also include me in things and are so nice and like. it’s just cool i guess. i’ve never been bullied but ive also never really been paid attention to either, everyone just lets me exist in their space because that’s what ive always done. anyway tonight was awesome like woooow wow. half my grade are conservative rednecks but i was surprised that literally everyone was calling me jay tonight despite me literally not talking to these people or being in the same classes or whatever. like that’s cool as shit. man tomorrows my last day of school ever. we all grew up together literally like. like we all know eachother despite literally being completely different from one another. like there’s 30-40 of us seniors, which is apparently not a lot compared to other schools and ours is pretty small i guess? like yeah. yeah i know all of these people but they don’t know me, none of them ever really knew me because i just never talked. i never did anything really. and now it’ll all be over and i’ll be on my own. like i don’t really LIKE any of these people, a lot of them are huge assholes and shit, but ive known them my whole life and its just strange. like were all growing up, were all ALREADY grown up i guess. i’ve always been terrified of growing up and i still am but fuck that lets get back to business!!!! the teacher’s lounge was literally unlocked and we went in their and stacked all the chairs into a pile and then took a taxidermied animal from the librarby and put it on top of the fridge

i have more pictures but like they’re filled with people and i don’t wanna spend time editing them because it is late and i wanna actually wake up early tomorrow to see everyone’s reactions to this shit. also it’s my last day. wow… i was supposed to present a spanish project in class tomorrow but i don’t know if ill be able to hahhahaha because they’ll probably make us clean everything up which is good actually i half assed that entire project and didn’t wanna present it. i hope ill get to finish painting my louie clay sculpture tomorrow though. anyway i don’t really know why im posting this but i hope its entertaining i guess. im gonna be graduating high school… wowwww that’s insane that actually insane im not ready. time is going way too fast guys. i can’t even like explain it but wooow. wow. just realized i have like 300 followers here who might read this which is pretty awkward cuz uhhh i always forget that the stuff i post can be seen by people who aren’t just my closest mutuals soooo whatever that cool. uhh i should probably go to bed. can’t believe tomorrows my last day that doesn’t feel real at all aaaaahhhhhhhh goodnight tumblr!!!!!! im gonna wear my spongebob pajama pants to school tomorrow and im very excited about that

wait also i wanted to say we got permission to pull a senior prank from the principal himself, who i call the Skoogily Boogily, who we are all terrified of when we hear his keys jiggling in the hallways anyway we got permission so it’s fine

[ghost-proofbaby]

the epilogue!! I hadn't even had chance to gush about hour 24 and the epilogue is already here! both are just so amazing. I'm actually really glad for the time difference because I have woken up in the best mood now because of this🖤🖤

Him coming straight back for her in the last hour was just perfect. They get thier movie moment and it's so satisfying, 'I'm not very good with giving you space, it seems' 😍 very Edward Cullen 'I'm tired of trying to stay away from you' and I mean that as a huge compliment because I really did love twilight back in the day 🙈 And then the way she kisses him in between talking smack about him, just like he did to her the first time! Think this was my favourite part, besides her slapping Steve and Eddie immediately becoming scary dog. Or maybe Steve getting all flustered at the thought of them doing stuff. All of it was just perfect. Did the ending change for you as you continued writing, or did you have it planned that way from the beginning? I love how he uses the same line from the prologue, 'the feelings mutual' don't mind me, just swooning over here 🖤

And then the epilogue! Awe my gosh it was the perfect mix of everything that's happened in this fic. The pining and yearning is still there because they're hiding it from the others, both of them wanting to just come clean and be out in the open with eachother but not being ready. And her hiding how she's in love with him now. Hiding it from their friends because she's still hiding how she feels about him. Genius. And then the humour and just how well they fit together and how they sass eachother. I love it so much. Plus the smut 🔥 the best part of the smut, the part he was more desperate for than anything else when they were in his kitchen. Loved that you did that. Hot and romantic all at once 🖤

Eddie being so worried about keeping it from Nancy was really sweet, it makes it really clear that their friendship is such a good one, like when R says later on about them combining the best parts of eachother. Plus Nancy just knowing that things had changed. Maybe due Eddie's sudden lack of pining about R to her. Or just that it's in her nature to notice things. It's a really great part of this story, Steve and Robin's friendship is obviously written a ton due to the show, but I really like how you gave Eddie a similar platonic relationship of his own. I also like how Nancy confirms that Eddie talked about her a whole lot, even when sober. mainly because of Steve saying to her during that phone call that Eddie didn't really talk about her at all, it just wasn't to Steve.

The photo! 😍 Aaahh this was so precious. Him mentioning pictures especially at the phone shop and then him choosing that photo as his lock screen, he's just so slushy for her I can't stand it. found it hilarious that he purposefully let her wear his shirt to meet them, maybe wanting her to be the one to out them, but then it's him showing off the phone 🤣 and then neither of them are really sorry for it. My heart is bursting!

But. My absolute favourite part of this was the flashback to when he goes to get her, how she explains that she doesn't want or need to start over. That their past is just as important as their future and they shouldn't disregard it or forget. Not to hold on to the awful parts but because it means they know eachother now. At least that's how I take it, her saying that felt just as important as her 'I love you'. Making him realise again that even with all that they went through she'd never want to forget him or not chose him, like he was so worried about from the very start. It was the perfect thing to say to him. Such great writing, honestly.

I can't believe it's over already! You should be so proud, 100% not too much or unrealistic. Perfect. I'm so glad we all watched a random Netflix show and it inspired all this. Can't wait to get stuck back into Mordor and catch up. Much love! 🖤🖤

bat 😭😭😭

i can’t explain how much your long comments have always made my day, not even just with this fic but with shire as well. the fact you take time out of your day to let me into your brain after you’ve read just makes my lil writer’s heart so happy. it’s like, i kinda cracked open my skull and went “hey, here’s what’s inside!” and you just don’t hesitate to do the same right back and gah 😭 thank you so fucking much. i adore you.

there is so much to say here, but you pretty much hit all of the nails on the head. yes, 1000% i adored giving nancy and eddie that platonic friendship similar to robin and steve (nancy deserves to have more guy friends who aren’t turned into love interests in my opinion), i loved writing how eddie and r’s dynamic both changed but also really managed to stay the same, and i really loved bringing that flashback up. i think that’s the important part: they can’t erase that night. it’s part of their story. if i were r, i wouldn’t want to erase it — eddie may have already been in love with her, but that night was her getting to fall in love with him (or at least begin to).

as for the question of how the ending changed… the short answer is, no. i always knew i wanted to end with them on a good note. choosing each other despite all the shit that went down.

but the long answer? yes, it changed so very much. originally, hour 24’s events would be the epilogue. originally, the final hours between those two were going to be very angsty. for a very long time, eddie’s confession was going to be very different. a lot more vague and lot more left unsaid. there was meant to be an entire hour that would only be a singular line of “eddie didn’t return to the apartment for the entire hour.” in which he completely walked out on her after indirectly admitting he was in love with her.

the honest truth is i got more attached to their story than i had planned. similar situation has happened with mordor. i tend to plan a lot of my fics to have fairly sad/angsty endings, and i’ve always been that way as a writer in every fandom i’ve ever been in, but something about eddie makes it impossible for me to not give him a happy ending.

in every timeline, in every universe, in every situation — i just want to give him a happy ending.

and maybe some of my fics would be more epic or impactful if i stuck with those sad endings, but i think eddie went through enough in canon, and i think real life is cruel enough as it is. i think we all deserve soft epilogues. i think eddie deserves them, those of us who write him deserve them, and those of us who read the stories deserve them. idk. i’m getting a little overly sentimental but… yeah. i think i just want to write 100 happy endings for this fictional idiot, probably more, and i hope you all enjoy it as much as i do.

cheers to the fact we all decided to watch this random netflix show, and cheers to all the beauty and wonderfulness, all the love, that has come from it. 🥂🖤

[ilguna]

hey babe!! i hope you’re feeling much better than you were a few days ago! (your sickness was passed to me through the phone because i haven’t been able to get out of bed to do anything other than use the restroom, shower, and eat)

but!! i have a small (?) question to ask you. how do you easily write and post a fic??? i’ve gotten quite a few requests, and they’re all very lovely but once i go to write them my mind goes completely blank. like, when i read the request i have so many ideas on how i want it to go, but when i start to write it i just feel bored and end up going to do something else. i really really want to write because i love writing and i used to do it all the time when i was a little bit younger, but now i hardly can anymore :(

i’m thinking about making or reblogging prompt lists, because hopefully that’ll help me put out SOMETHING even if it’s short. but i don’t want to get my hopes up, then lose motivation right after, and it be all for nothing. (it might also be the fact that i’m scared no one will like what i put out and not want to request anything from me again🧍🏻) i know you might not be able to help, but if you are i would really appreciate it! if you can’t, no worries and no hard feelings at all. love ya and stay safe!! xxx

- 🪷

hey!! i am feeling SO much better than i did. and i’m sorry!! i hope you have a speedy recovery too!!

i’m putting a cut cause there’s gonna be a lot of pictures as i explain MY PROCESS, because maybe you’ll be able to pick out some things you’d like to try, because i struggle with the same stuff.

as for your question, this might be a little long. i want to start by saying that it might appear that i’m able to easily write, but the truth is that i also have difficulty starting fics and that’s what fucks me up most of the time.

however!! here’s what i do: i write out what i want to happen. just a couple paragraphs (or more!!) of the idea/general goal/scenes that i come up with that MUST make it. i’ve especially been doing this when it comes to the 3k celebration asks because it helps me to have fics lined up so i can just pick up the next one without worrying what im going to do next.

and i do this either on paper (i have a notebook dedicated to it) or on my phone, which is what i’ve been doing recently. so i just screenshot the ask, put it in my notes app and write down my idea so it turns out what i have below:

the part that i really struggle with is starting the fic, which is why i believe we must be in the same boat. i think that it’s easier to write when i don’t have the pressure of forgetting the idea, because i do have a lot going on and i’d hate for it to escape my mind.

but i have learned some ways to cheat starting the fics. (it’s not really cheating, just basic writing nonsense) and i always have a slow start at the beginning of fics cause idk how to write it without feeling repetitive. so i have a few formulas for that

the following are going to be all examples of how i’ve started my fics:

so either i set up the setting.

i start with an action.

i IMMEDIATELY begin to monologue.

or i start with dialogue.

and sometimes these don’t even work. i can’t tell you the amount of times i’ve started to write a paragraph in google doc, liked where it was going but not how it was phrased, so i pressed enter a couple times and started from scratch while referencing the original paragraph. and i do this SO MUCH that it’s practically part of the writing process now.

also, sometimes writing is just boring in general. i have to really be into the story to want to write it, or i have to accept that it’s boring and make it how i want to. like yes, follow the request. but at the end of the day, if they ever do want to see it, you’ve got to sprinkle some of what you want into the fic.

that’s where i create the backgrounds, start dynamics, give the reader a personality, etc to make it more fun. it gives me something to do while i hit the points of their fics. if that makes sense at all.

ANYWAY, reblogging prompt lists is my worst nightmare tbh. because it can help in many ways or it can literally be the bane of your existence. i hate them, that’s why i only have them available for celebrations.

you don’t get to choose the dialogue, most of the time people won’t give you anything to go off of (an idea to go with the writing), and if you don’t like it, you’re kinda backed into a corner. this is how i see it, it might not be the same for you.

they also might just stack up in your inbox and you’ll see them the same way that you’re seeing your regular requests :( just more stuff to write that you don’t feel like doing anymore.

but also, fear is 100% part of it dude. i still get that way when i post for new fandoms/people and i convince myself that everyone’s gonna hate it. here’s the truth: if people don’t like it, they’re going to keep scrolling. or they’ll read a little bit and then decide that it’s not for them. i have NEVER once received an ask/comment about people hating my fic (except on wattpad cause it’s full of brats 😭) because people don’t usually care that much. i’m even guilty of this!!

honestly, write those fics, just go for it. or if you don’t want to start with those, then write a little blurb you’ve had in your head and post it. gives you some momentum to keep going.

and if people don’t come back, that’s on them. do your own thing in the meantime, you’ll attract people. and when the requests start coming in again, all you have to do is start the process over.

honestly, i’ve been writing and posting fanfic on the internet for the past 7 years now. this is EXACTLY the fear i had each time i got a new account and had to start over. there is literally nothing more terrifying than posting what you love on the internet. but at this point, people dgaf and keep their opinions to themselves. it makes it easier to exist.

i have no idea if any of this made sense but i hope you get what im trying to say 😭 i don’t get this question super often but i try my best. anyway, i love you too 💛 and i will catch you on the flip side!!

[alltheselights]

I can see what you mean with the comparison between the privacy of Freddie vs Zayn’s kid and Liam’s kid, but to me there is a major difference with Freddie. You might not agree, obviously, and it’s just my own thought, but from the moment it was announced Brianna was having Louis’ baby, the family have used Freddie and the situation for attention. They essentially encourage those weird fan sites for Freddie (which solo hrries actually follow, their anxiety about Louis’ potential sexuality is so obvious). That family have done a lot, and I mean a lot, which has put Freddie in the public eye. I think Louis actually might be trying to protect Freddie in this impossible situation. I do think Louis does care about Freddie, he loves kids and while the situation is very abnormal, Louis’ biological father was never around so he probably knows that biology doesn’t always mean anything. So maybe this is Louis’ attempt to protect him as best he can, considering how Freddie has been used by his biological family, but in a more controlled way. Louis really can’t control how Brianna and her family use Freddie, but on his side, I think he is trying? We don’t know what Freddie understands or knows but while I don’t believe Louis would be so public with his actual child, I can see where this public stuff has come from with Freddie considering the lack of control Louis had, and still doesn’t have really.

I enjoyed the documentary. There is a lot missing, which I expected. Those missing years where Louis’ debut album was shelved, where he became a judge on X-Factor, years where a lot of things happened behind the scenes and which Louis would definitely not be able to show, even if Charlie had been around then. The truth is, I just love Louis. I love his music and he makes me feel happy, and safe, and cared for. He isn’t perfect and I don’t expect him to be but I do think he tries, he makes mistakes and he doesn’t always make the right decisions but I do not believe I have the right to judge because who knows want I would do faced with the same situation? I am a Louie first and foremost and I will always hope for better for him, for his career, for everything. I have no answers and I don’t know what will happen. But I have Louis and his music and that means so much to me. So many larries forget that, the humans behind their ship, especially with Louis because Harry can do no wrong for so many.

The Jungwirths absolutely have exposed Freddie, but if Louis was concerned about Freddie's that, why did he do frequent, entirely preventable pap walks with Freddie during the first 6+ months of his life? Why hasn't he attempted to get a better custody arrangement considering he can afford significantly better lawyers than that family? In the same vein, why hasn't he fought for the right to protect his child's privacy in court? The idea that Louis is simply trying to control how Freddie's exposed because he knows the child has been used by the Jungwirths doesn't hold up when you look at the full picture.

There's so much cognitive dissonance around the entire situation that people try to come up with the simplest possible explanations to make some sense of it, and I think that's why you've seen so many Larries and non-Larries alike who didn't believe Louis is a dad just accept that he is in the last week. It's much easier on the brain to just forget all of the arguments against it and all the things we've seen with our own eyes since 2015 when the pregnancy was announced. I'm not one of those people though. I can't explain away all of these things and I can't forget everything that I've seen.

So instead, I've just gotten to a place where I acknowledge what I believe (Louis is not a father, Louis is not straight, Louis is a good person, Louis deserves better, Louis' personal life and relationships should not be central to his career) and I also accept what Louis and those around him want us to believe (Louis is a father, Louis is straight, Louis' personal life and relationships are central to his career), at least right now. I'm not letting myself get upset over it or getting emotionally invested in any of it. I'm just enjoying what I can of fandom and stepping back from anything that I don't.

[a-trash-artist]

tw for slight venting and stuff, srsly I shouldn’t be this open buuuuut I don’t wanna vent to someone irl. This is the least influential place ig.

errrm- yes? Kinda? Sometimes I feel distanced and not treated with the respect I feel I deserve, but it’s America all parents let the power get to their heads, even a little.

my dad, he made me breakfast burritos >:D

yes. A lot of things.

Yes. Very. But I keep it very secure. ((ha ha see what I did there?))

currently not telling :]

in my notes I wrote this down a long time ago: Bit by an extremely poisonous unknown snake, die in the hospital with the snake in a jar, the snake named after me, legacy forever. Or. Epic sword fight to save the world, fail, die, then still be remembered

breakfast burritos

i played soccer (football) briefly, piano is an exercise of the hands?

yes. I need to stop.

never really was in one.

romanticly? No. aesthetically? Yes. Sexually? …see 1/10 of my posts. I’m asexual.

was close. Once.

not hate. Just a grudge.

yeah :[

hell yeah two cats want to see pictures

uhhhhhhh tired, I dont know how else to explain but slightly empty.

no. ew. I don’t like or will ever do that. (No offense to people who will take offense from that?)

technically, yes, but some are silly lil guys. As long as they don’t run towards me.

ummmmmmm yes. Maybe? No. Wait- uhhhh depends.

no. ew. (see 11/17)

lay in bed. And rot.

no

i had earrings, but they made me have gender dysphoria.

art, and a lil bit of math. oh also history. I’m a big history nerd. (Especially for the cures in medieval ages holy shit it’s so interesting.)

yeah :[

chocolate. Like I always am.

i hope not :[

no

no.

chores. All my clothes are piling up but I just can’t do it :/

i hope so

GREEN

yes.

uhh my parents.

my parents, like, 5 months ago. Involuntarily may I add.

Yes. Way to much.

uhh I do both ig? I do more forgetting tho

no. 2019 was the best year ever.

once again; don’t wanna

NO.

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sushi for sure!

yes.

rewatch my favorite YouTubers edits (srsly go check out sparkysniper on yt they’re amazing)

depends what you define, some consider likeing a photo cheating apparently

i hope not :[

uhh none I hope it stays that way (my god complex says otherwise tho)

no, not rlly

raining, I live in a desert so-

YES. See 58

maybe.

id rather be called/calling them dear/darling

my cats and my friends :3

yeah, Oliver sticks out to me

Uhh I don’t wanna kiss anyone- so-

depends on who it is

yeah, all my friends are silly :3

my dad (why are all of these ab the opposite sex-?)

my friend, it’s about how cringe culture and how people can’t be themselves

no, not rlly

yes. Leaving it at that.

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[rosyrosethorns]

short blurb on s/i’s first meeting with rumpelstiltskin (set before she goes to find the genie lamp for jack horner), and what led him to deciding she was a threat to his business

୨ ——- ♡ ——- ୧

“All for One”. It was a tempting offer… But Madi didn’t like the look of all that fine print on the contract Rumpelstiltskin just presented to her. He could sense her hesitance as he presented another sales pitch:

“You said this was your friend’s biggest desire since he was a little kid, am I right?~ Imagine that happy look on his face when he suddenly gets everything he wants out of thin air, right in his hands~”

But the girl was too focused on the fine print to be swayed by his words. “What is all this…?”

Stiltskin was quick to pull the contract away. “Oh, just terms and conditions,” he hummed nonchalantly. “Explains the trade-off, no refunds, stuff like that~”

The little man’s behavior just now stunned her. She was wary when he had first offered, but after his obvious attempt to not let her read too far into the fine print…

“… Rumpelstiltskin, I—I can’t accept this offer.”

His eyes narrowed in response, but he still maintained his charisma. “Ohhh—right, you want to know if there’s a catch,” he chuckled; the smile on his face feigning innocence. “One of those few who always wanna know if there’s a catch because it just sounds too good to be true~… Well, maybe there IS one little thing you have to give up—“

“The title of this contract is ‘All for One’,” Madi stated calmly. “That doesn’t imply little.”

“… Well, my dear,” Stiltskin replied with a smug sneer, “you have to give something to get something, after all~”

The smug expression quickly faded as he watched the girl stand up.

“No. Not always,” she plainly stated before turning to leave. “And I’m not taking this offer.”

Stiltskin sat up as he placed both hands on the table, making another attempt at a pitch: “Wait—Wait, weren’t you the one who said you only wanted your friend to be happy??”

“… Yes. But I’m no longer gutting my own happiness for others,” Madi replied as she looked over her shoulder to the desperate little man. “If you’re going to convince me that giving up everything to give Jack Horner the one thing he doesn’t have is the only solution, I don’t want to sign anything from you.”

Rumpelstiltskin was frantic now as he watched her exit the carriage. “Wait—!!”

“I’m sorry, but no,” was the girl’s final reply before closing the door behind her. Stiltskin hurried after her, flinging the carriage door open, only to see her running back the way she came.

The little man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. “So… close,” he growled. “I was so. CLOSE.”

୨ ——- ♡ ——- ୧

It was days later when news of the Swan Princess reached Rumpelstiltskin through the newspaper. And he not only recognized the girl right away… but he saw the Pied Piper with her in the featured picture; the article describing the girl’s good deeds and sightings of the two performing together.

And how could Stiltskin ever forget the faces of those that humiliated him after he failed to erase his ogre nemesis—even the Piper?

“As if… I wasn’t already mocked enough,” he growled through gritted teeth as he crumpled the paper in his hands. “As if losing nearly all my business and my little Fifi wasn’t enough, the smartass girl who siked me out of a contract is running around in a tutu giving people their self esteem back now?!”

The little man tore up the newspaper in a fit of rage before holding his head… At this rate, he would end up scraping the bottom of the barrel for business. Exhaling audibly, cold blue eyes glared into the distance as the burning anger pounded in his head.

“I am not… going to sink any lower than I am now…!”

[koqabear]

Hello, I am here to excitedly rave about Only You Darling and shower you in well-deserved compliments. Anybody else reading this, stop if you haven't read Only You Darling as there will be SPOILERS.

First of all, your writing is brilliant, I wish I could come up with plots like you do. I have so many fics that I start writing and then I don't know how to get from A to B or what should happen next and just give up.

I have read Only You Darling (and also What The Body Wants, the whole concept of that fic >>>) twice now, and I'm sure I'll read it again in the future. My first read was a wild ride, I was so invested, I thought what if it's Yeonjun and Beomgyu but nah, then I when Soobin came into the picture I was sure it was Soobin and then it was Beomjun! Every time I thought i had it figured out, you had me doubting myself. I loved all the twists and turns and the way I was so stressed after everything went down and the reader was living in that house, the imagery that you created was amazing. I have to say that it's the best fic I've read on this site. Hands down. I don't think I've read such a well planned and fleshed out fic in maybe a decade (not to show my age haha), after I was done reading I felt as if I'd just watched a movie. I don't even get through thriller novels, I always get bored with the pacing or the writing, but you had me in the palm of your hand.

I'm sure I have more thoughts, but right now they're just a blurred mess of excitement and awe. Thank you for sharing your work and making me excited about reading fics again. I am slowly making my way through the rest of your stuff, I'm sure I will be back to word-vomit on you about other stories in the future!

HAIIIIII HIHIHI OMG IM SOOOO SORRY I TOOK LITERAL MONTHS TO ANSWER THIS 😭😭😭🙁 i saw it and wanted to make sure that i had time to answer all your points but then i KEPT FORGETTING ABOUT IT 😭😭 but please know that i really appreciate feedback like 🫶🫶🫶 getting a review on oyd always makes me so happy and you really delivered with this 

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AHHHHSJDBSKDB BUT THANK U OMG 💔💔 when i first started writing on here i’d neverrrr thought i’d be writing long fics so consistently… even 10k was a huge rare accomplishment to me akzbwkdjs,,, it takes time to really figure out what works and what doesn’t with writing methods but… i wish you the best of luck with all your wips and i’m sure you’ll be able to have a breakthrough someday with any you might be struggling on !!! i believe in you !!!

YOU’VE READ OYD TWICE. Oh… my heart T_T idk but like,, i’ve never really been able to grasp the concept that people actually.. reread my stories. That’s genuinely one of the most flattering things to hear in my opinion bc 😭😭 to hear that i’ve managed to write a fic that’s worth being read again is mind blowing to me algskldgh (also thank you !!! WTBW is forever near and dear to my heart <3)

It’s always so satisfying to hear that my attempts on tricking the readers were successful hehe :3 it was one of the major things i was worried about tbh,,, it took a lot of thinking on how i would introduce soobin’s character and how he would be involved, so im happy to hear that my work paid off ! and imagery was something that i learned was very important while writing oyd; it really makes or breaks a scene, imo. Especially in those final cabin scenes,,, AGH idk im so giddy to have it pointed out tho bc i do put a little extra love and effort into my imagery :3

AWWWWSLDKGHH UGH YOU’RE JUST. im gonna sob. The best fic.. dont say that to me im crazy 😭😭 but aggggh it makes me feel so appreciated and seen to read that you think it’s well planned like :(( i remember how much effort i put into that fic omg… that story is my baby im afraid 

Again, thank you so much for taking the time to write such a sweet review, and im sorry i couldn’t respond to it sooner 😭 comments like these are sooo motivating and validating, i seriously can’t explain how happy it makes me <333

[5tar9litter]

Things my mom said multiple times:

Partying:

“I don’t know why I don’t like it. I should like drinking and gambling. I should like talking to those thai girls even if they are hella rude. I should leave all of my kids alone at home while I go party past 12 at midnight. I guess I’m just weird like what they said. I don’t like talking to those people. They are so annoying, always boasting about how much money they make and then wasting it all away in the casino! Why don’t I like them? Why do I hate it so much??”

She’s said this exact topic at least 60 times this year of 2023. And I’d explain it’s because they are horrible ppl and it’s okay to have different hobbies from others. At least you are saving money, avoiding health risks, and just go find better ppl to be with. Plus I am the same way. I hate those ppl with the same passion but I just found better people who doesn't do those type of things.

Then she’d forget what I just said and start the same exact paragraph by next week or month.

And I start to interrupt when she is talking now because it’s annoying having them ask dumb ass questions esp if you just consulted them like 45x’s now. It’s just a waste of time and I noticed I’ve been either telling her she and I already talked about this or changing the subject completely.

Food:

“I wish we ate more sweets. As a family, nobody in this family likes it. I buy so much cookies, sodas, pizzas, apple pies, cakes, and candy but nobody eats all of it?”

I’d explain, “it’s too sweet. And there’s so much too. You buy like 26 apple pies and expect 4 of your kids to eat all of it in a week?? No thanks.”

“But why can’t we be like an american family? Why can’t we just eat all of the sweets like that?”

“But that’s why all of Americans are dying from cardiovascular diseases, Mom. Sweets kill u if you eat a lot, duh. What r u trying to do, kill us?”

“Haha, you are right but look at how good it looks.”

“Gross. It’s too sweet. Why did you buy so much sweets from the store again? You know 19 years of my life, none of us like cakes and stuff like that.”

“*attempts to eat all 26 apple pies by herself and stops eating by the 3rd apple pies* yuck! it’s so sweet! Why can’t I finish all of it?”

“Facepalms**”

SHE DOES THIS ALL THE TIME AHHH. She knows we don't like sweets. Period. Yet she buys it all the time and always complains that we never eat it even though none of us wanted it. If we were like, "Mom can we buy these cupcakes?" then we don't eat all of it. Then that makes sense that she'd be mad. But she's actually encouraging us to eat unhealthy on a daily basis. Like do you know how much pizzas we've had delivered to house on the daily basis? 6 BOXES for 4 KIDS AHHHH

This behavior did start my brother's food addictions though. Because she would encourage us to eat all of this and they would finish all 5 or 6 boxes by themselves. Now my brothers are having heart problems and stomach issues. Bruh.

Family in laws:

"When you date or get married, you are gonna have to sacrifice your whole life to your man's parents. You have to clean and cook for them 24/7. You will become a slave to them. Dating is never fun. It's only miserable"

I just nod my head and act like I'm listening every time she says this.

My job

"You shouldn't go to college and get a job. Just open a business. I'll support you."

She doesn't even have enough money to buy me food. I have to work to pay for it. It's so annoying because my dad told me the same thing but he can't even pay the bills so he's always stressing out.

"You should start a Youtube channel."

I respond with, "No thank you. I hate filming stuff. I don't even post 1 picture on my other social media so what makes you think I wanna?"

"Just saying. It'd be a good start."

"Yeah yeah."

She brings up this same topic of me starting a Youtube channel another 30x.

"Why do you keep telling me this, Mom!?"

Usually, I end up getting really pissed off. I hate when I get mad at anybody including my mom but she has a weird habit of repeating herself.

She really wants me to fucking start a youtube channel. I did start one at some point but then I got busy with school or other things and it was really boring for me so I just stopped. But it annoys me that she doesn't understand that I don't like making youtube videos especially at the moment. In the future, I can see it happening but not now. She still keeps suggesting it.

Another thing that annoys me is that she always tell me that my job sucks.

It took me 6 months to get my job and I love it to death. Even if it's minimal pay: Around 16$/hr where I live.

My coworkers are so nice. My managers are so kind and patient with me. The customers are so good to me and they treat me like family. The job is easy and fun. Sometimes I get yelled at by customers because I work at retail and I need an ID from them in order for them to purchase the cigarettes. 97% of them are pretty compliant. So it's fast and easy and if they argue, my coworkers always back me up. They are so kind compared to my old job where I had no support. So, I am always happy to come to work because for someone in my position and history, especially with a tight schedule, this job is like paradise for me. So every time I have a small issue like customers being an idiot or me being hit on at work which is all the time, my mom would say my job sucks.

I call her out on it because at least I am working and you know, compared to my old job at Petco, it's actually really good for a college student. It's close by and easy and relaxes me even if there's small mishaps.

She says she just meant all of that work for 17/hr. I tell her, "For now, this is what I just gotta work with it. But it doesn't suck. I'm just really grateful I have a job.

Babies:

"Do not have babies when you are young." Valid.

Boyfriends

"No dating until you finish school and get a career."

"

Valid.

"You can only dress like that around your boyfriend when you get one."

"You can only go watch movies or go out with your boyfriend when you get one."

"You can only get a house when you get a boyfriend."

"When you get a boyfriend, you'll have someone to hang out with all the time."

"WHY DO YOU WANT A BOYFRIEND SO MUCH I DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT HAVING ONE?!!?"

Mom, ever since I was young. You instilled this mindset that I need a boyfriend to have freedom in life. You won't even let me go out without a guy accompanying me and every guy I am just friends with you think I am dating him. AHH WHY IS SHE LIKE THIS?

"OOoh, looks like you are ready for a boyfriend~" My mom would tease me all the time and at the same time she'd tell me, "No boyfriend! You are too young. Not until you are a doctor!"

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Casinos:

For 5 years, this is all she talks about. She hates it there with so much hatred that it's incomprehensible but she keeps coming back to work there. Her coworkers also got annoyed with how repetitive she can be and she's told me about this. They told her there's so much careers out there. Why does she keep coming back to the casino if she hates it so much then quits within 5 months??

This year in 2023. she just quit one casino and now she secretly applied to ANOTHER ONE this month in August and my dad found out and yelled at her. I remembered their argument. "YOU LIED TO ME! YOU TOLD ME YOU'LL NEVER GO BACK AND YOU WENT AND APPLIED WITHOUT TELLING ME? YOU KNOW YOU ARE GONNA QUIT AGAIN. YOU DID THIS 5 TIMES ALREADY. WHY DON'T YOU LEARN? YOU CAN'T DO GRAVEYARD SHIFTS. YOU KNOW HOW SICK YOU GET WHEN DEALING PAST 3AM. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?!" I understand my mom wants to work again but doesn't know any other way to make lots of money with just a high school degree. But I agree this can't be healthy. When the other casino she applied see that she just quit 5 other major(popular) casinos within 3 years. They are gonna reject her applications because they know she likes to apply then quit after 5 months.

New business plans:

"I should buy those asian plants and sell it on facebook!"

I encourage her. She's been talking about this for a year now.

"I should cook food and sell it on facebook marketplace like those thai girls!"

I encourage her alot for this because I think she'd do well. She's been talking about this for 2 years now.

"I should work in another job that isn't the casino." *never does so*

"I wanna open an asian fast food shop with a drive through. I never seen one here in America."

I encourage her.

"I want to be a real estate agent. *Continues to explain how much money she'd make and swears she'll finish the classes to get the certificate.*"

This convinced me and my dad that she would actually do it. My dad is really hard to convince so I was surprised he let her. My dad said he'd support her until she gets a degree which is supposed to take 6 months only. She paid $1000, took the class for 5 months, then quit with no refunds.

She told me it's because the professor said she won't be able to become a millionaire until a year later because the economy is rocky right now so nobody's buying houses right now especially with the interest rates being so high for them.

I understood it but I told her like at least finish the last month and just take the exam. You get to cheat too like they do not care at all. Like just get the certificate and get it over with.

She explains she don't have the confidence to finish it. So she never finish the class or the exam. She ended up wasting $1000 even though I offered to cheat for her. ITS LITERALLY AN OPENED BOOK TEST. THE PROFESSOR LITERALLY TOLD HER THE ANSWERS FOR THE EXAM SO IT LITERALLY IS JUST FILLING IN THE BLANK.

After she did that, I've lost all hopes for her bro.

I don't encourage her to start a business because she's always quit or never make action. But you know what did she do? She bought this asian plant and gave it to some random mien woman to profit off of her for free :D R u fucking kidding me? Mom, why. That was your money right there. U bought that plant to make money on facebook but instead you gave it to some random asian lady. She was pretty disappointed in herself as well.

She always talk about: her Nightmares, hair loss, unhealthy eating, nutritional deficiencies, walking at the park, how much she hates my dad and how dirty the house is.

I don't really care and actually respond to her about it.

Things my dad always say:

"Always invest your money!"

"Just take easier classes."

Yeah sure let me just not graduate college by not taking my required Biology: Anatomy and physiology and statistics classes.

"You have to graduate with a bachelor!!"

Also refuses to support my education**

"You are gonna be a millionaire!"

"Why am I such a loser?" My dad always says that to himself.

He brags about me alot especially about how I won 2cd place on a contest and ended up being interviewed on tv.

I luv my parents but omg they are so dumb.

[t3mpest98]

@cookiemonsterv3 ok ok so so, basically, new ocs have been rotting in my brain for over a month now, of course they r Corrie’s, its a bit to explain in this post so if you want to you can look here for more about them BUT (also can’t do this without mentioning @varpusvaras this au is both of ours we have cooked up so much stuff oh my gosh we share custody basically and I in no way came up with all of this on my own, we have come up with this together)

Thire is a single dad trying very hard to be able to take care of his twins Spade and Noir (I don’t even care if those are proper modern au names because I don’t wanna think of any others atm) even tho he has so many brothers who want to help him out with this. He doesn’t wanna feel like he’s taking things for granted or feel like a burden. But everyone finds ways to help nonetheless.

He lives in a two bedroom apartment with a job related to some kind of music (maybe even a teacher it’s undecided atm) but even tho it’s small and not always the cleanest because his sons are are little menaces and he’s living alone in the city, they all love it there. It’s nice, it’s warm, it’s everything a home should be even tho it isn’t perfect.

Bio mom is completely out of the picture, she left very early on and I don’t care enough to figure out more rn so she is, as of now, unliked. Noir and Spade aren’t really upset about this because they think they have the bestest Dad ever cause he sings them to sleep, he plays allll the games with them, he makes sure there are plenty of small spaces to crawl into if they ever need a minute. He stays up hours after he finally gets them both to sleep looking for ways to help Spade’s insomnia. He makes sure Noir’s food isn’t touching and that all the windows/doors are locked so Mörkö can’t get inside.

And of course you can’t forget the trio that is Spade, Noir, and Even (<- varpusvarus oc) who have about a 50/50 shot of either being the most well behaved kids you’ve ever met or absolute hooligans. They have sleepovers alllll the time, they love each others houses sm. The twins love their cousin Even

Wow that went on for a lot longer than I thought but there’s more. I don’t wanna give it all tho akkskdkf not yet

No thoughts……only Dad Thire

[dragonsareourfuture]

Ways the Death Note Cast Show They Trust You

I lost some inspiration towards the middle there, I’m sorry!!

L

- he will always have Watari make extra servings of food just for you. It’s a bit startling at first. So suddenly there’s just food in front of you that you think is for L, but when you push it towards him, he pushes it right back to you.

“You don’t want it?” He’d ask, leaving you confused until you finally put the pieces together.

“Oh, I…I guess I didn’t realize it was for me. My bad.” You begin eating. “Thank you.”

L simply hums and continues with whatever he was just up to.

- You know that thing cats do where they’re sitting perfectly still, eyes closed, guard slightly down, but still not quite asleep? I can picture L doing something like this during any moment of downtime he gets. Just sitting, scrunched up in his chair or wherever he happens to be, eyes closed but the cogs in his brain are still turning. You notice him doing this when it is only you and him in the room, simply thinking it’s because of the moment of rare solitude. Little do you know, it’s because he trusts that you won’t hurt him or let anything bad happen to him.

- L is a person who prefers to be in charge of his own life. He likes knowing what’s going on around him at all times and when things are out of his hands he can’t help but feel uncomfortable. However, with a person he’s developed a close relationship with and knows he can trust with everything he has, L will feel more comfortable leaving decisions up to them. You’ll have to start small though, like being the one to plan a surprise date. He might feel a bit uncomfy at the beginning, shifting around and possibly even insisting he sit so that he can see the exits clearly, but he eases into it eventually. Soon you both find yourselves joking around in the odd way that you do and gorging on cake and ice cream.

Mello

- being vulnerable is something Mello isn’t too keen on. He already feels vulnerable most of the time and would kick himself if he let that show through his actions. If Mello truly trusts you, he will feel as though he can be vulnerable around you without any judgement on your end. Small acts that show vulnerability such as asking you to help him with something he can’t quite handle on his own — even if it’s something as simple as not being able to reach something off a shelf or being unsure about how to fix something. Eventually, he’ll work his way up to the bigger stuff like being physically wounded in front of you or having a mental block.

- Sharing his clothes with you or letting you pick his outfit for him. Now, it sounds like he’s just being a little diva and that’s only partially true. But his clothes are important to him, they’re a factor that sets him aside from his plain-dressing rival and in his eyes they make him more interesting than him, visually at least. He’s happy to dress you up, and it is true that he has to have a close relationship with you to want to do so, but you should be especially proud if he lets you alter his appearance in any way.

- He likes to believe that he’s had his goals set out from the beginning. Surpass Near, become the next L, and go on from there. What he pushes to the back of his brain are the moments he’s been studying and he’s asked himself ‘What if I went down a different path?’. He quickly pushes these thoughts away, but they keep coming back. What would life be like if this wasn’t an option for him? What if he were a writer? What if he lived in the city with people he loves and went to the movies every Friday? Unwillingly, he has a whole list of possibilities. If he truly trusts you, he’ll share every single one with you. Whether it’s dropping hints or confessing them one by one late at night, he can’t help but feel that they’re safe with you.

Misa

- it seems a bit surface level, but it’s true — Misa will talk down on Light in front of you if she trusts you. But it’s not straight away. She had developed a lot of courage to actually break up with him, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still doubt her decision to do so. It’s only when she finds out from you how loved ones are supposed to treat each other — with kindness and respect — that she feels her decision to ditch Light was the entirely right one. Slowly, she’ll start to admit to you all the things she hated about Light, starting with some of his mannerisms and building up to something like how he forced her to leave the entertainment business.

- Misa is…dramatic. She likes to go above and beyond for someone she’s infatuated with and make sure they’re the happiest they can be. If she trusts you enough to develop this kind of infatuation and, with some development, less of an obsession and more of a strong, bonding love, you will be doted on to the point where it’s almost ridiculous. You could be at home during one of her work days and you’ll get a delivery of lunch from your favorite takeout place because Misa was ‘thinking of you <3’, as she explains when you text her asking why food randomly showed up at your place. It’s rather sweet.

- Misa’s a pretty talkative person in general, that’s a well known fact. She’ll talk about clothes, a cute birdie she saw on her way home, really anything that comes to mind. But, she’ll do that with about anyone who’ll listen. It’s gradual, so it’s hard to notice, but if Misa grows to trust you she’ll start talking about some of the more serious things that have been on her mind for a while, those things that she thought would scare off anyone she liked because of how personal they are to her. Her family before they died, for example. It’s something that Misa thinks about. So much. But she doesn’t really talk about it. She wants to forget, put the past behind her but because she’s never talked about it with anyone it’s hard to do that. She’ll talk about her family to you, the little things her sister used to do and some things her parents did that she misses.

Matsuda

- Matsuda often begins to idolize those who he thinks are trustworthy and have a good heart. He starts to tell you how much he loves when you do x and that he wishes he could perform as well as you in that area. In a sense, he trusts you with his vulnerability, letting you know that he thinks of himself as less than satisfactory and how he wishes he could do better, only he channels it by pointing out good things about you. If…that makes sense.

- This sounds dire, but he’ll risk his life for the people he completely, without a doubt trusts. He was willing to do so with Chief Yagami, someone he saw as a father figure, and he would certainly be willing to do so with you, someone who he feels he has a deep emotional connection to. Whether you’re in a situation where he would need to or he’s just saying that he would, he means it.

- Matsuda trusts you to not make fun of him when he overshares or talks too much or anything his coworkers brush him off for. He feels that he can talk about things he finds funny and talk about his life without worrying about what you think of him when he does.

Matt

- he would drop everything to help you. Whether that’s dropping his game to help you kill a bug or leaving his duties behind to help you out of a life or death situation. Whichever scenario you happen to find yourself in he’s there no matter what.

- He’ll invite you into his personal life. I know this is kind of a given but Matt had the chance to become the next L. He had the chance to become something “great” and he said “ummm rather not” to it because it wasn’t something he wanted. If he shares this information with you, he trusts you not to leave him for something better when you discover the status he could have had and refused. He trusts you to appreciate him because of him and not the intelligence everyone but him cherishes.

- He leaves you alone around important technology and software he’s hacked. Unfortunately for him, betrayal comes with the business he’s got himself into and, if Matt really trusts you on both a professional and emotional level, he won’t have a problem worrying about whether or not you’ll take advantage of his coffee break to gather information for some other organization or something. He will literally just go “mkay babe I gotta go fuel up on caffeine real quick, you’re good watching the hacked government database right? Cool cya.”

Near

- Near trusts you to take him to public places. Sounds simple, yeah. But Near has never liked crowds, or even just too many strangers in a wide open place. It’s strange to everyone observing how one day he decides he needs a new toy, his old one having broken due to old age, and asks you to take him to the toy store. He’s questioned, people wondering why he wouldn’t rather you just go alone but Near insists. Apparently the toy that broke is special addition and he wants to make sure you get the right one. He stays close to you the whole way, not really saying much, but he’s there and that’s a big step for him.

- He helps you out with puzzles. Basically cheats for you. When he’s eyeing one specific empty slot, coughing lightly to get your attention, just know that he’s not helping you because he thinks you need it. Quite the opposite actually. With anyone else, he believes that they should be able to solve it on their own. He thinks that if they can’t, then that’s their fault. But with you…it’s as if he trusts that you’re intelligent enough without the puzzle being an indicator of that intelligence, so much so that he thinks the puzzle itself is obsolete when it comes to you. He doesn’t need a puzzle to know how smart you are.

- He’ll eat the foods you make him. Near’s picky eater-ness is above that of a child who only eats chicken tenders and pizza. He doesn’t eat that many people’s food because he knows it’s probably not he way he likes it. But with you, he trusts that you respect his eating habits and know him well enough to get it right the first time. Though he does check the food out for a bit, he’ll eat it. Sometimes all of it. Fuckin astonishing to Rester who had attempted many times to heat up microwave dinners for the guy.

[yourgayfroggiefriend]

YESSSSS I LOVE EXPLAINING THINGS!!

Okay, so it’s a modern(?) AU where the mites are the local cryptids. They’re homeless, and have been since they were kids (the age of the genocide in canon). They lived in a group home as they were all orphans, but spacepunk convinced the mites to run away with him and live in the woods and be superhero’s. Long story short they did. (There is also an alternate version where they are illigal imagrings from a war torn country and don’t legally exist in the US. They can’t be found because they’d get deported.) They live in the woods in a sick ass treehouse they built and think of themselfs as comicbok heros, and do dumb shit all the time. The steal stuff from everywhere and dumpster dive a ton. They are all around chaotic and no one knows who they are. The police want them.

Milady runs a fan blog about them, and is absolutely obsessed with the local cryptic gang. This blog is co-run by Sup sup (After all, who would expect a fan blog to be run by the subject?). Milady posts dumb simp rambles and constantly try’s to get cool pictures of them and sites what they are up to lately. Sup sup posts extreamly poor quality selfies. Milady also is really weird in other ways, for example, she likes to go to the graveyard everyday after hours and dreams of being a mortition.

Shak graa is the local creepy guy who everyone knows does ilegal shit but no one can prove. He lives in a big mansion near the woods that the starmites live in. He 100% does weird shit, and definitely kills people. (In the alternate version he either is or reminds the mites of the guy who leadthe attack on the place they lived and got everyone they knew and loved killed.)

The mites have declared Shak graa their nemesis and constantly try to prove he’s doing said illigal shit but he or them always narrowly escape. Shananagins. Shak graa would like to know who these feral creatures are and why they keep breaking into his house.

One day, Mr. Father (our proformance’s Mother) gets sick of his daughters shit and basicly tells her to go touch grass. Milady grumbles and goes on a broody walk in the middle of the night (taking pepper spray, as Father insists) (she doesn’t need it though, nothing ever happens!)

She gets kidnapped.

Spacepunk breaks into Shak graas house as he’s monologing to a tied up milady. The interaction goes as follows:

Spacepunk: !!!!!! HEY! THATS ILEGAL!

Shak graa: ???? YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE ????

Spacepunk: KIDNAPPING’S WORSE!

They proceed to fight and spacepunk gets his shit rocked. In the chaos milady gets free and pepper sprays Shak graa, giving them a chance to run.

They escape, blah blah blah stuff happens I forget.

Anyway, Banshee time.

Diva is the owner of the morgue, and the banshees are her polycule that either work there or like to hang out there. She wants Bizarbra to take on the family business and be the head mortition because she’s getting old and is going to retire soon.

Bizarbra just wants to be normal and be a teacher or something.

The mites wild and wacky adventures eventually lead them to the cemitary, where they get found by the banshees. They take them back to the main building because they were trespassing, and Diva does A Thing. She basicly says “look, you have two options. 1, I turn you over to the police. 2, you marry my daughter.” He REALLY does not want to as he is a simp for milady, and he refuses.

Plot happens but with a makeup montage and taking off of the glassesᵀᴹ instead of magic. Spacepunk is faceblind and agrees.

Plot happens, they get married, Shak graa shows up and reaks havok, and milady pepper sprays him again after he beats the shit out of specepunk.

You may be wondering why diva would want them to get married at all, but trust me, there’s a reason.

All of a sudden, a police car shows up and they arrest Shak graa. As it turns out, the entire wedding was a planned thing by the mayor to catch Shak graa and arrest him. They needed spacepunk because they knew he absolutely hated the little shit and knew he’d show up if he was there. The marriage wasn’t real, it’s not even a little bit leagally binding.

The mayor, Oragala, shows up and explains all of this in a big monologue. Spacepunk is still on the floor because he got beat the fuck up. Oragalla goes onto explain that a while ago she maaaaaay have fucked up and switched two baby’s at birth because she was high as a kite at work (she used to be a nurse before she became mayor) and those kids just so happened to be them. She offers to alter some ID so that they can switch places if they want, and also offers to give the mites legal documents and forgive them for all the chaos as a thank you for helping take down the criminal who kept kidnapping the local elementary school population. (And also a sorry for spacepunk getting beat the fuck up)

They jump at the chance and they switch lives. Diva is happy to have someone take over, Mr father is happy the touching grass worked and his kids a normal person. The mites get to live with milady and the banshees, and do normal teenage chaos instead of dealing with kidnappers and murderers. Milady is happy and living her best life being a weirdo and spurpunded by the people she obsesses over with her dream job infront of her, and Bizarbra so releaved she doesn’t have to deal with embalming fluids or proforming disections.

And they all live happily ever after :]

More starmites sketches.

Kay, so. The 4 panel comic is a lmk reference. Then the mites, then the mites but baby, then an au that I'm sure @yourgayfroggiefriend would love to type out and explain fully...

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Barcelona’s Alexia Putellas, the full story: ‘She reminds me of Busquets and Iniesta…she is gold in every way’

Red cheeks, sweat dripping down her face, a nine-year-old girl burst out of the school toilet.

“Alexia, what’s going on?” the teacher asked.

“I was playing football! I was playing football!”, the girl replied, late for her next class.

Merce Esteban, a PE teacher, cannot forget that image of a young Alexia Putellas, the girl who played football at breaktime with the boys, who has now gone on to captain Barcelona, and last year won the Ballon d’Or, Best FIFA women’s player award, UEFA Women’s player of the year, and the Champions League.

On Saturday she will lead the seven-time league winners Barcelona out against Lyon in the Champions League final in a bid to add another trophy to the cabinet.

Pictures of pioneering women in celebration of International Women’s day are pinned up outside the entrance of Anselm Clave school in Putellas’ hometown of Mollet del Valles, a 30-minute drive from Barcelona.

Day 10 is dedicated to Ada Lovelace, the mathematician and daughter of poet Lord Byron, day 12 to the Spanish author and feminist Concepcion Arenal, and day 11 — the number in honour of her Barcelona shirt — to their very own Putellas.

Esteban, a socia of the Spanish club, watched on at the Camp Nou as her former pupil and the Barcelona team beat Real Madrid 5-2 in a world-record-breaking attendance for a women’s game (which they later broke again), a carnivalesque celebration with 91,553 fans.

“It’s strange to watch her and think she is so important,” Esteban tells The Athletic, sitting in a side room at Putellas’ school.

“For me, she’s not Alexia Putellas, the footballer. It’s Alexia, a little girl at school.”

When Esteban meets up with her old students, they talk about everyday life, how everyone is doing, normal stuff, but that doesn’t diminish her pride at seeing Putellas playing in the iconic stadium.

“I cried,” she says, starting to well up again. “But I’m so sad that her dad…” Esteban’s voice crackles, she pauses to compose herself. “I’m so sad that her dad can’t see all of this because…”

Tears now fill Esteban’s eyes.

“…I remember when she was 18, we went with my dad to watch her matches and her dad was always on the other side of the pitch, not with the people, he was alone because he was always watching her.

“It’s so sad he can’t see all of this.”

This month marks the 10th anniversary of Putellas’ father’s passing. He died just weeks before his daughter led the Spanish team to a European Under-19 Championships final, eventually losing 1-0 to Sweden.

In life and in death, he has helped shape her glorious career.

It was her father’s side of the family that inspired her love of football. They were culés (Barcelona fans) and members of the supporters’ club Penya Barcelonista Mollet del valles, but it was in the school playground that she first started kicking a ball.

Putellas’ best friend Marc Guinot, who has known “Alex” since she was three years old when they were put in the same class, grew used to Putellas’ brilliance on the school’s rooftop, red-brick pitch. When Putellas picked the teams she obviously chose Guinot who played up front but often the boys would argue about who could have her on their side.

On school trips, however, her classmates were reminded of just how special she was.

“When we played with boys from other schools, they said, ‘What? What is she doing?!’, Guinot smiles. “It was crazy. They weren’t expecting it.”

Growing up, Putellas was not shy but could be reserved at times. She was a good student, conscientious, calm and mature for her age.

“As a teacher, you could talk with her,” says Esteban. “She would make jokes, she was a very close person, she explained things. Other girls and boys don’t have the communication skills but Alexia, yes. She was one of the leaders of the class.”

As a pair Guinot and Putellas got up to some mischief. He recalls when they were 12 years old, swapping each others’ Spanish language tests so they could answer all the questions.

“We passed,” he chuckles. “You can speak to her and explain your problems. She’s a very good listener. She likes to laugh and joke around. She is very caring, she likes to be with her friends, meet up for a coffee, go to the beach, she is a very, very normal person. She’s very focused but she’s not stressed.”

Does she ever get angry? “Yes, when she loses.”

And that could be playing cards or football.

When Barcelona suffered a shock 2-0 semi-final second leg defeat to Wolfsburg (they progressed to the final winning 5-3 on aggregate), Guinot and his friends were happy because Barcelona were heading to Saturday’s final in Turin.

Putellas, who is said to be disciplined, almost obsessive about her training regime, was not. She didn’t reply to the friends’ WhatsApp group chat but they know her, she just needed some time to decompress, analyse her performance and deal with the loss in her own way.

A sporty child, Putellas played basketball, hockey and tennis but football was always the number one choice. At the age of seven, she joined Sabadell FC, 15 kilometres from her home town, and played with girls five years her senior.

Her whole family would rally round to take her to training. Her mother, Eli, and younger sister, Alba, weren’t fans of football but have been immersed in the sport ever since.

“I didn’t understand why we always had to get up early to see them run after a ball,” Alba says. “Now I am her No 1 fan”.

Despite being the youngest and far smaller than her team-mates, Putellas’ technical skill helped her stand out.

“I especially remember that she was a girl who was very bright,” says Angel Avila, who coached her at Sabadell when she was nine.

“You never had to repeat anything to her, she got every exercise the first time. She stood out a lot for her ambition, how she really wanted to learn.

“One game it had rained all week and we were playing on a clay-like pitch. It was very muddy and before that game I told the girls we could not play short passes on the ground, or it would get stuck in the mud. We’d have to play it long, and battle for the second balls.

“That was a surprise for her, she wasn’t used to hearing that, but she took the first three shots of that game. She was the one who realised immediately what was needed, took responsibility, and very quickly took on whatever you told her. She read everything very well, even at that age.”

Putellas’ leadership skills were evident from a young age and Avila selected her as captain of her age group despite her small stature. She had an insatiable desire to learn and wasn’t afraid to ask questions.

“When I gave a talk in the dressing room, she was not looking at the floor. She looked directly in my eyes,” says Avila.

“She was completely attentive to what you were explaining, very motivated in that aspect. Often when you are giving these talks there are people who are distracted, or thinking of something else, but she was always focused on whoever was talking.”

Putellas is not the only Spanish player who started at Sabadell and went on to play for the top European clubs.

Former Barcelona and Arsenal players Vicky Losada, now at Manchester City, and Marta Corredera, a Real Madrid forward, played with Putellas in the same team from the age of 12.

“She was very quiet but you could see from day one that she was really talented,” says Losada.

“She just always wanted to be the best, working hard, the things that people don’t see. She observes but she’s very focused. She loves to watch football, thinks about football, her life is 100 per cent dedicated.”

“She’s always very careful with the details. I’m so happy for her because her winning the Ballon d’Or has made a massive impact in Spain.

“Especially for Barca, our progression from being an average team growing up together to winning the Champions League last year. It makes (you) feel more proud of it.”

Putellas spent a season at Barcelona’s youth academy before moving to Espanyol where she stayed for four years.

Aged 17, she joined Levante and moved to Valencia, the first time she had been away from home. Again, despite being the youngest player, she played every game that year and was their top goalscorer even as a midfielder.

Her family, in particular her father Jaume, made the three-hour trip from Barcelona to Levante, down the coast of Spain, every Sunday to watch her play.

There was still much to improve and her tenacity ten years ago was evident. When the coach at Levante, Antonio Contreras, told Putellas she was over-reliant on her left foot, after training she practised shooting with her weaker side against Sandra Panos (Barcelona’s goalkeeper), and never wanted to lose. The hard work paid off to such an extent that when she moved to Barcelona the next summer, then-coach Xavi Llorens couldn’t tell which was her dominant side.

“She reminds me of Sergio Busquets and Andres Iniesta,” says Contreras. “She is very intelligent on the pitch, technically good but now she’s more tactical.

“One day before a game, we had a team meeting in the hotel. I opened the window and I saw an advertisement for the channel GolTV with Cristiano Ronaldo and Lionel Messi. I said to the players, ‘Alexia will be with Cristiano and Messi, I promise you.’

He speaks fondly not only of Putellas’ potential but as a person too. When she returned to Valencia to face Levante as a Barcelona player, to his surprise, she asked her former coach if she could eat with his family and meet his newborn son Alejandro.

“She is gold in every way,” he says. “I remember I had to speak to different players’ fathers about playing time or other issues but Jaume was in the stadium, always smiling.

“You can see his resemblance in Alexia, calm and focused. Jaume was more like Alexia and Eli, her mother, is more like Alba.

“Jaume was always together with Alexia. I think he was the most important person in football for her.”

Putellas’ father’s health gradually started to deteriorate and he was very ill with heart problems for a year. His daughter told her father: “I’m going to study medicine to be a doctor and I will help you.”

One day Contreras received a call.

“Her mother, Eli, told me, ‘Antonio, we have a problem. Jaume is in hospital, the doctor told us it’s a difficult situation.’”

He died soon after.

In one of the most difficult moments of her life, Putellas continued to play football, remaining her calm and focused self. Just over a month later, she captained Spain at the Under-19 European Championships, taking them all the way to the final.

The family are a very tight-knit group, brought closer by Jaume’s death. Those who know her best say Putellas, at times a very closed person, doesn’t talk about her dad much.

He was the one who had dedicated himself to her football career ever since she was a young girl, picking her up from school, dropping her off at training, watching her matches, proudly posting videos and photos of her success online. Esteban recalls one school trip to Girona when Putellas’ father and grandfather came to pick Putellas up at 2am — the same night of the Champions League final which they watched — to take her to a national training camp.

“Her mother spoke to me,” recalls Contreras. “She told me another club has offered Alessia a contract. “Which club?”, Contreras asked. “When she said it’s Barcelona, I said, ‘OK, she has to go.”

“I want to dedicate it to someone who has been and will always be very special to me,” Putellas said upon receiving the Ballon d’Or trophy.

“… and for whom I do everything. I hope you are very proud of your daughter. Wherever you are, this is for you dad.”

Putellas has had a huge influence on girls’ football on a local and global scale.

Three weeks after Kylian Mbappe presented her with the Ballon d’Or, she visited the school where she had spent 16 years.

Some girls were crying. “You are real,” they said, almost incredulously.

Every class from nursery to secondary school has a signed Nike poster, Putellas front and centre with the caption: “Don’t change your dream, change the world”, stuck to the wall while a plaque in her name was also erected outside the gymnasium.

There are more girls playing football on the same playground that Putellas first set foot on. When they score, they turn to their teachers and shout: “I’m the future Alexia!

“If you see Alexia, you think everything is possible. If she can do it, I can do it.”