#I hope his stage name/tag doesn't get confusing

[moxiepoints]

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.

You Say Bark, I Say Bite

Prompt Day 1: Open Mic Night | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language, Smoking | Tags: Pre-S4, Pre-Steddie, Platonic Stobin, Corroded Coffin

"No, no, no," Steve says, waving his hand in front of him. He's not doing this. 

"Steve, please," Robin begs, "it's just one night. For me. You love me." 

There are so many other ways they could spend a Saturday night that don't involve listening to shitty musicians. They'll all suck. He knows that. They've done this before, and he's never heard anything he's liked. 

"Steve. For me," she pleads, giving him the eyes. 

He sighs. He was always going, but he's not happy about it. And he wants Robin to know that. 

"Tammy Thompson sounds like a Muppet," Steve says.

"You've said," Robin mumbles, annoyed. 

That's the whole reason they're here in Indianapolis tonight, at some under twenty-one club, listening to teens and college kids play shitty music. To hear Tammy Thompson nasal her way through a song or two.

Someone brought a goddamn flute. To an open mic night. A flute. These people are all weirdos. No talent to be found.

Then the little stage is suddenly bustling with movement, bringing in actual instruments and equipment. Okay, maybe they're getting somewhere. This has to be better than another douchebag with a guitar.

Oh, no. 

That's definitely a douchebag with a guitar.

"Is that…Eddie Munson?" Steve asks, cutting Robin a look. 

"Well, duh," Robin says, totally unbothered by this very weird turn of events, "he has a band, you know that."

He knows that? He doesn't know that. He knows Eddie Munson is a dealer. He knows Eddie Munson is a freak. But he didn't know Eddie Munson played the guitar.

"I didn't fucking know that," Steve says, confused, wrinkling his forehead.

"They play at The Hideout every week. Eddie, Jeff, Gareth and Goodie. Corroded Coffin. You know that. Everybody knows that. Eddie is always hanging up flyers everywhere."

News to him. He doesn't know any of these guys. Who the fuck is Goodie? That's not even a name.

"I think you're making shit up. I don't recognize any of those guys. Like, not at all. Did they go to Hawkins? While I was there?"

Robin looks at him like he's an asshole. Okay, they must have. 

"They gotta be way younger," Steve finally says, indignant. "I know Eddie. Because he's been a senior for the last five years."

She gives him a withering look, "Three years. Last three years."

Like that's better. 

Eddie is quietly helping the drummer get his shit set up as fast as they can, and Steve watches. This should be good. This will be way more entertaining than Tammy Thompson. Because he can't fathom what Eddie Munson might think is good music. God, Steve hopes he tries to sing. 

He's positive this will be worth the cover charge, for sure. A trainwreck.

It's not a trainwreck. Eddie Munson falls back, and the black kid takes the mic. Okay, he didn't expect that. He expected Munson to be front and center.

"Who's the singer?" 

"Jeff Williams. His sister was in your class," Robin hisses. 

Oh, okay. Molly Williams was fun. She wouldn't give him the time of day when he tried to get her to go on a date with him, but fun. He didn't even know she had a little brother.

They start playing a song, and Steve doesn't recognize it.

Jeff shouts, "All aboard!" and laughs as the drummer starts clicking his sticks together, then playing, and it's okay. Fine. 

Then, Eddie starts playing the guitar. 

Goddammit. 

Steve hates to be wrong, and hates that this is really working for him. Eddie Munson looks at ease, happy, and kinda hot. Steve's never seen him look like that at school. Not once. Munson is snarky, snappy. Always quick to bite back. Funny, for sure, but Steve would avoid him, because Munson never shied away from trying to make Steve look stupid at every fucking turn. 

But he can play the guitar, apparently.

Robin nudges his shoulder, "They're good, right?"

He nods, not looking away. They're good.

They play another heavy song, but it's Queen. They're doing a metal cover of Bicycle Race, and that amuses Steve, he likes Queen.

After they're done playing, Steve makes excuses, and slips outside into the alley. He's pretty sure Eddie Munson isn't going to stay to watch this other shit.

Eventually, there he is, guitar case in hand. Steve thinks he'd like to ride him like a bicycle, and that's a new thought.

About Eddie. Not about men. 

"Oh, hey," Steve says, leaning against the wall of the alley, smoking a cigarette he bummed. Robin will kill him, but he needs an excuse to be out here. Like he wasn't waiting. Even if he totally was.

"Harrington," Eddie says with contempt, "what brings you out here with us freaks?"

"Robin," Steve says, and Eddie gives him a look.

"Buckley's really friends with you? I thought that was a terrible rumor."

Steve pretends that doesn't hurt, and just nods.

"Too bad, I like her," Eddie says, and this was a mistake. What the fuck was he thinking? Eddie Munson will just give him a tongue-lashing, and not in a fun way. He's an idiot for thinking otherwise. Steve isn't this hard up. 

"Okay, well, you guys looked good," Steve says, pushing himself off the wall. 

Eddie laughs, incredulous, "You thought we looked good?" 

"Sounded," Steve corrects. 

"You, King Steve, thought we sounded good? I've been to your house parties. You don't listen to metal. Do you even know who Ozzy is?"

Steve doesn't, and shakes his head. And Eddie's been to his house? Since when? Nevermind. Doesn't matter.

"You guys were good compared to all that other shit I had to sit through tonight. You sounded like, you know, actual music. I guess." 

Eddie raises an eyebrow, like he can see right through Steve. 

Shit. 

Shit, shit, shit.

Steve suddenly feels like he's in big trouble. Trapped. Backed into a corner.

Eddie smiles and takes a step towards him, and it's predatory.

Steve swallows.

Oh, he's definitely in trouble.

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[khalixascorner]

Say it Loud(er) Pt5

Summary: When Tony goes before the Senate to protest an inhumane amendment to the Superhero Accountability Act, he doesn't mean to admit he loves Spider-Man on live CSPAN. Rather than recant his statement, Tony rolls with the punches and declares them married too. Now he just has to let Peter know before the press gets their hands on him.

Tags: Accidental Marriage, Public Confessions, no literally, it's mostly fluff with a little bit of spice right at the end.

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Read on AO3 Here Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

They hadn’t had time to change before the press conference, so Peter found himself standing in front of Tony as the man tugged at his suit and redid his tie before declaring him presentable.

“Now remember, just keep it simple, and if a question gets directed to you but makes you uncomfortable, just let me handle it,” Tony said, his warm hand on Peter’s back as they quickly walked through the halls.

Pepper was already buying them some time by laying down ground rules under the excuse that Spider-Man had heightened senses. The downside was that they wouldn’t have long to collect themselves before walking on stage.

“Alright, you ready?” Tony asked.

“Honestly?” Peter asked, and Tony nodded seriously. “I feel like I’m about to puke, but it’ll be fine. And if I do puke, I’ll aim away from you.”

“Pep always puts the most annoying journalists toward the wings in the front if you need a target,” Tony teased and Peter smiled.

For as nervous as he was, he was equally sure that everything would be ok because Tony was there.

“Ok, kid, let’s do this,” Tony said, sliding his arm back around Peter and gently guiding him out. “Try to smile, or at least, don’t Morse code SOS with your eyes.”

Peter snorted then tried to contain it to just a smile as cameras started clicking away. Tony was waving so Peter followed his example, pretending that he had Tony’s confidence.

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” Tony said as they reached the podium. “Of course, who would want to miss anything I had to say, right?”

Peter huffed and rolled his eyes good naturedly as Tony continued, working the crowd as he always did. He tuned it out, eyes flitting across the crowd as Tony gave their joint statement confirming their marriage. He didn’t give details, leaving those for the reporters to waste their questions on in hopes that it would shield them from any more probing ones.

To Peter’s surprise, it worked. As Tony opened the floor up, the first questions were exclusively how did they meet, when did they marry, and all of those things. A few were directed toward Peter, but they were all easily answered using the story they had come up with.

And then, someone asked Peter about the amendment.

“Mr. Stark- Peter Stark, that is, why wasn’t Spider-Man more involved fighting the SAA amendment?”

Peter glanced at Tony, who just nodded for Peter to go ahead, so Peter took a deep breath and stepped up to the podium properly.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t learned all of your names yet like Tony has,” Peter started, giving an easy smile. “Just Peter is fine, otherwise, we’ll always be getting confused. As to your question though, there were a lot of factors that went into my decision to initially stay out of the fray.”

Peter paused here, his eyes looking over the crowd before returning to the asker.

“I have spent the last 8 or so years as Spider-Man, and in all of that time, only a handful of people have known my identity,” Peter said solemnly. “Even after fighting Thanos side by side with the Avengers, I preferred to stay close to the ground. Spider-man looks out for the little guy, and there was definitely a bit of fear that trying to get involved on the national stage like that would force me into revealing myself. I’m also still a college student, so scheduling speeches in front of committees is a bit hard to manage around lectures.”

That got a laugh as he paused again, his eyes flicking over to Tony as he took a deep breath and continued.

“But honestly? The biggest reason? Tony said he would handle it. And when Tony Stark tells you that he’s got it, and everything’s going to be fine, well, you believe him,” Peter said, unable to keep the warmth from his voice. “I mean, how can you not? He’s saved the literal world, and sure, he accidentally smears grease all over his face when he’s working on big projects and can’t remember not to drink Dum-E’s coffee but he’s always there when it counts.”

“Peter, has being exposed as Spider-Man caused tension in your marriage?” Another report asked. Peter frowned at that one.

“Why would it?” Peter asked, confused. “It was bound to come out at some point and now, I get to tease Tony that he chose literally the most dramatic way to confess his love and announce our marriage in the history of mankind.”

Despite his attempt to lighten the mood, the next question had him frowning again.

“You said earlier that Spider Man was a hero that looked out for the little guy. How do you handle the conflicts of interest that come from being married to Mr. Stark? In other words, how do you reconcile being married to a billionaire, who once had the moniker Merchant of Death, with being “the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man?”

Peter’s hands clenched on the podium, and Tony started to step forward, only for Peter to wave him off. He was shaking, true, but it was from anger, not anything else.

“I think there’s a bit of a misunderstanding here,” Peter said, his voice hard as he spoke. “All of you seem to be operating under the opinion that Tony is a less than ideal husband. That his history and behavior are something to be avoided or tolerated, and that he’s not a person capable of change.”

Peter took a deep breath and looked around the room, his face dead serious as he continued.

“I have known Tony for years now and in all of that time, he has done his very best. From saving the Earth many times over to just being there when his friends need him, Tony Stark is a man who gives his time, energy, and resources freely to people and causes, because he wants to help,” Peter said, his voice firm and confident. “He has saved my life more times than I can count and helped me to become the best version of myself. Spider Man would not be here today without Tony’s direct care and protection either, because when I was just starting out, it was Tony, not anyone else, who gave me gear, training, and guidance.”

Peter paused again, feeling out of breath and out of control of his mouth, but he refused to let these people talk poorly of Tony using him as the so called reason. His spider sense was starting to tingle and his senses were sharpening in response to the adrenaline coursing through him.

“You’re probably thinking Tony married a fanboy, a yes man, and you wouldn’t be entirely wrong,” Peter said with a harsh laugh. A few of the reporters nodded tentatively, then seemed to catch themselves as Peter continued. “I’ve looked up to Tony for a long time, first as an inventor and then as a hero. And if he said we’re hopping on an alien spaceship to go fight a big baddy, I’d follow him. I did follow him, though technically he told me not to. The point is, I’d follow him anywhere because I believe in him, and I trust him more than anyone else in this universe. And sure, he’s made mistakes. He’s a human, and we do that. I know I’ve made plenty too but you’re not standing here asking him if marrying someone so beneath his status like Spider Man has influenced his work as Iron Man.”

Tony started to object to that but Peter waved him away again. He knew if he let Tony stop him, he wouldn’t say the part that was most important.

“No, I’m not done, and I know, I know you don’t consider me less but clearly, they have opinions about the balance of things in this relationship,” Peter said, turning back to the reporters. “Let me be blunt. Tony Stark is the best man I know. He makes me a better person and I won’t have you using my love for him as a weapon against either one of us, because everyone deserves to be loved and accepted for who they are. And if all of you are too blind to see beyond his mistakes and his past, then it’s your loss. I love this man, with every molecule of my being.”

Peter’s chest ached and he could hear every heartbeat in the room but as always, he immediately fixed himself on the one that mattered most. It grounded him and allowed him to take another breath.

 “They say we’re made from stars and the romantic in me would tell you that we're from the same star, destined to find each other again and uniquely suited to each other,” Peter said softly, finally turning to look at Tony and hoping the man could read the truth on his face. “The realist says that finding Tony, and having him in my life, was the only lucky thing I’ve had after a lifetime of tragedy. Either way, I intend to treasure him for however long I am fortunate enough to have him for.”

Tony looked dumbstruck for a moment, and then Peter was being ushered off stage, the strong warm hand on his back, and Tony’s heartbeat thrumming through him.

[anyathefandom]

So I'm pursuing the tag and what I'm getting is:

FUCK THE ASHFORDS! (except for you marshall😉) I mean their not as bad as that cult family but still fuck em.

Trina was apparently catching strays over her getting closer with Curtis. Who ever threw them girl/boy/they fuck you!😘 She literally had dinner with Curtis the night before so what even...

Especially fuck Portia. Girl has been doing what she does best and that's channeling the "Gaslight Girlboss Gatekeep" motto. Like girl basically was like "You can't really balance kids and relationships" like girl what??🙈 that doesn't even make any sense plus shes giggling away at Curtis's birthday party while taggert is miserable asf.😒

Okay but also we are somewhat thanking Portia because we really needed Trina to be reminded that she isn't comfortable with Esme being in her and Spencer's life.

Also when are we going to give Spencer something to do other than talk about that baby? Like less baby talk more "What do I want to with my life currently?" Talk.

Alexis told Laura to move over and make room on the alter. Like damn not my girl😩

Ned believes he's Eddie mane which is very confusing because Eddie mane was just a stage name for Ned it's not like he had "DID" so where exactly is this going?🥴

Willow isn't dying fast enough. Like ma'am hurry tf up and go be with your pimp mother in hell babes😘.

Speaking of hell Liz is still stuck there with Finn. Like why do the writers insist on staying with a pairing that nobody likes and doesn't work.🤦

I realized that I'm not even disappointed with drew anymore for being willing to go the jail for Carly rather than taking care of his daughter because this man has rarely spent time with Scout even though she was his whole reason for holding on to hope that he would get back to PC. Dante is her father now and she's better for it.🤷

I'm sure I'm missing more things but this is what I remember from this week.🥴😂

[kevamierequests]

Ummmm for fanfic ideas, idunno if you're a fan of angst? But maybe on their early stages of the relationship, kevin makes fun of acting, maybe he was ranting about some other teen he doesn't like (possibly stevonie 👀) and he says "they look like a nerdy theater kid, y'know?" And keeps on going

And jamie is really hurt about it. But he doesn't want kevin to think he's "not cool" and keeps it on the inside, getting more and more distant

This can grow into a argument, that can either end with kevin seeing he might have to learn to be nicer to people, or with jamie leaving, depending on how much ya like pain :D

Sorry if this isn't really creative (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) good luck with ur blog!

Sorry for taking so long lol

Avoidance

word count: 1,213

tags: angst, arguing, fluff, hurt/comfort,

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“That’s confusing”

Jamie handed Nanafua the clipboard and a pen to sign for her delivery, looking up as he heard Kevin’s familiar voice. Looking around he saw him sitting at a table with Sour Cream. He was about to turn back to Nanafua when he heard Kevin say something else.

“They look like a nerdy theater dork, Y’know”

Jamie frowned, trying to ignore Kevin's comment. He knew he wasn't talking about him, but it hurt anyway. He turned back to Nanafua to see that she had signed her name.  Jamie looked back towards Kevin, as he walked towards the door, trying to avoid overhearing anything else. But he still caught parts of their conversation. 

He heard Kevin saying that he 'didn't get theatre' and that it 'sounded dumb'. 

“Then why do you like Jamie?” He heard Sour Cream ask

“I mean, he’s cute, but he’s a total dork” Kevin replied

Jamie turned away, trying not to let the words sting. He shook his head, trying to ignore the spiral of thoughts beginning to form. 

Jamie wondered why he even liked Kevin as he finished his deliveries.

He'd tried his best to distract himself with work, but the long walks to make deliveries only gave him more time to worry. The longer he spent thinking about what Kevin said, the worse he felt. He wished he didn't like Kevin, but the thought of his crush not liking him broke his heart. He'd been trying to avoid Kevin for the past week, hoping it would make his feelings go away.

It didn’t.

~

Kevin glanced at Jamie as he walked past, it was the first time he'd seen him all week. Jamie had been ignoring his texts, and they hadn't met during the week. He expected Jamie to at least acknowledge his existence, but he just brushed past him. Kevin turned to look at him in confusion, before turning back around.

Kevin wondered why Jamie was avoiding him as he made his way home, trying, and failing, to keep himself from panicking over it. He eventually resolved to ask Jamie to do something with him, sending him a text before he laid down on his bed.

Kevin woke with a start as his phone buzzed underneath him. He hurriedly picked it up. His face practically lit up before falling when he realized it wasn't Jamie. He pushed down the feeling of disappointment rising inside him. Kevin sighed and dismissed the notification.

He checked the text he’d sent Jamie, which had been left on read. He looked away from his phone, trying to decide what to do. Finally, he decided to text Sour Cream for some advice.

Kevin: hey, I need some advice

Kevin: I'm pretty sure Jamie has been avoiding me

Sour Cream: maybe he met you

Kevin: I'm serious! He hasn't answered any of my texts and he's barely glanced at me

Sour Cream: I dunno

Sour Cream: go ask Garnet she's good with relationship stuff

Kevin: uh ok

Kevin groaned and rolled over. How the hell was he going to find Garnet, he barely knew what she looked like. Kevin sighed and pulled out his phone, texting Steven.

Kevin: hey do you know Garnet

Steven: yeah, she's my mom

Steven: why

Kevin: I need to talk to her

Kevin: what's her phone number

Steven: I don't think she has a phone

Steven: also even if she did I wouldn't tell you

Kevin rolled his eyes before turning off his phone. Great. It took him nearly an hour of walking around to find her.

"Garnet!" He called out. "Hey, can I talk to you"

"Yeah, sure" she replied, looking mildly surprised "what's going on"

 "Uh... well..." Kevin started, fidgeting with his hands. "Do you know Jamie?"

Garnet raised an eyebrow, "Yeah"

"Well I kinda have a crush on him" Kevin looked away, feeling himself turn red "but lately he's been completely ignoring me"

Garnet nodded "he's probably upset about something"

Kevin scowled slightly "That doesn't really help me here"

Garnet laughed and ruffled his hair "Just talk to him, okay?"

"Uh, alright" Kevin glared at her but nodded.

~

It took Kevin nearly the whole day to find Jamie. He finally spotted Jamie walking away from a house. He ran up to him, panting slightly. Jamie turned around, surprise written across his face.

"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked, looking somewhat annoyed. Kevin winced and shifted uncomfortably under Jamie's gaze.

"We need to talk" Kevin mumbled, trying to seem more confident than he felt. Jamie's expression softened slightly 

"alright" he replied "but I have to finish my deliveries"

"Sure" Kevin agreed, jogging to catch up with Jamie. They walked in silence for a few seconds, neither knowing how to break the tension.

Finally, Jamie spoke "so, what did you want to talk about?"

Kevin hesitated before speaking "why are you avoiding me?"

Jamie looked away, his cheeks reddening slightly. He opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped and closed it again. He stared at the ground as they walked in silence, which was only broken when Kevin noticed the tears falling down Jamie's cheeks.

"Jamie?" Kevin asked in concern, reaching his hand up to wipe the tears away "what's wrong?"

Jamie stepped away from him quickly, shaking his head.

"Why are you being nice?" Jamie snapped.

Kevin flinched slightly, he watched as Jamie wiped a tear from his cheek 

"all you do is make fun of me and now you care!?" 

 

Kevin froze "what?"

Jamie glared at him. "You're such an asshole Kevin"

"Jamie, wait-" Kevin reached forward and grabbed Jamie's arm "please I'm sorry"

Jamie's expression softened slightly, but it remained cold "no you're not."

Kevin let go and took a step back "I am, really, you're like the only other person I care about in this stupid town!"

Jamie paused for a moment, trying to figure out if Kevin was lying or not. When he couldn't come up with a conclusion, he looked away and crossed his arms over his chest. Kevin reached forward slowly, trying to convince Jamie otherwise.

"Jamie... please" he murmured. Jamie looked away, wiping at his cheeks. Kevin slowly cupped Jamie's face in his hands, wiping his tears away. Jamie stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around Kevin's waist, hugging him tightly, burying his face into Kevin's neck. Kevin held onto him tightly, trying desperately not to cry.

 

"Please don't hate me," Kevin whispered, burying his face into Jamie's hair to hide his tears.

Jamie shook his head, pulling away slightly so he could look Kevin in the eyes. Kevin could feel tears run down his cheeks. Seeing the fear in Kevin's eyes hurt him more than he thought it would, especially since he was usually so confident and cocky.

Jamie cupped Kevin's face in his hands and leaned in, their lips brushing against each other. Kevin gasped softly before kissing him. He pulled away after a moment, letting his forehead rest against Jamie's.

They stood there in silence, holding onto each other. It seemed like forever before either of them said anything. Kevin looked up, smiling at Jamie, who grinned back in response.

"I still have to finish my mail route," said Jaime "wanna come with me?"

"Of course," Kevin replied, kissing him quickly before following Jamie.

[missameliep]

Amiga, I hope you're doing well ❤️

This writers truth & dare seems so much fun. Can you answers these questions?

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app? 

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing? 

🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

Have a lovely day 😘😘😘

Awww, querida! Thank you so much for your ask 😊😘

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

📱📰😭🤯💋

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

I'll share a few things about the Once Upon a Summer (D&D AU), because I'm obsessed with teen!Liz and teen!Hamid.

Liz and Hamid will be in debating society together, they'll support each other and he'll make things more bearable for Liz in general, like introducing her to his friends and sharing insights about students, teachers and the dynamics in that campus;

Liz and Hamid had met members of each other's families, in the past;

Maria, Liz's mother, is still alive, and they live at Grovershire, that is a village at Edgewater's county;

Hamid loves sweeties and gift-giving, and he offers treats to people he likes;

Hamid's first kiss wasn't with Liz, and he had a girlfriend before they met;

Liz went to the Live8 concert at London (2005) and watched it very close to the stage because her father is friend of sir Paul McCartney and Bono Vox - Hamid doesn't know either of them, but wish he did.

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app? 

It was an idea for a future dialogue from Second Chances. It makes little sense as it is now, but it's not hard to know who this is about 😉

"You worry about the future and don't allow yourself to live the present."

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh

I have quite a few. There are so many videos and memes that always make me laugh, but lately I'd have to say it's Miette (the cat, the queen, the legend). Miette has become part of my family's inside jokes and we had to spread the knowledge about who Miette is...😅 i realize we are very random people, but we get our share of laughter

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing? 

I've gathered inspiration for dialogues and settings from many movies and TV shows, but maybe Gilmore Girls is one that always inspire me (for the good and the bad), I love the quick dialogues, the pop culture and literary references, and I may or may not have been inspired by a particular dynamics on Once Upon a Summer (Desire & Decorum AU).

🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing

Pure critism is easier...😅 let me think about the constructive kind...

Thinking about my writing in general, I noticed some of my paragraphs are still too long; sometimes it slows the flow or make things confusing. That's something I should look more carefully during editing, especially when working on academics and original works (though it's haaard to not be so wordy and fill my texts with all the commas etc). Also passive voice, I know it can became an issue to pacing and all that...

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

If the characters are writen OOC it usually bothers me and I've quit reading stories because of that. And if it's done in a way exclusively to enhance another character's narrative and make them look better (especially if it's one of the fave white males in the fandom) I'll definitely click away... Fics that are not properly tagged bug me too, and depending on the content I'll probably click away. Racism, xenophobia and harmful/stereotypical portrayals are also a no for me.

I hope you're well too and am wishing you a lovely day/night, Lori! 😘

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[that-rat-of-a-opossum]

Me ranting about my dumbass OC that's named after a alcoholic drink

So this is just basically me rambling about my OC because I need to write this down somewhere so I can ramble about it at like 3 in the morning to my best friend

(Thanks to my best friend for the best picture of my stupid rat man of an OC <3 although they unfortunately don't have any social media so I can't tag them :/)

Tonic died in 1967 only a few days before the movie The Jungle Book came out.

Tonic was born on October 20th in 1930 with his twin brother Gin

Tonic's real name is actually Hendrik (he-nd-rik) Kaiser (kahy-zer)

His brother's name is Hendrick (he-ndri-ck) Kaiser (kahy-zer)

And he will hurt you if you get them confused

Tonic was leaning against the large tree with his nose buried into a book when one of Gin's stupid friends approached him. "Dear God, go away" Tonic thinks to himself as Gin's friend speaks up with happiness dripping from their mouth "Hey Gin! I was wondering where you-" Gin's friend is immediately cut off once they see that they are talking to Tonic and not the other twin that they were hoping to find ". . . . I'm gonna go find Gin . . . ." Is all they said before running off

Tonic wasn't the most popular kid in school (That spot was saved for his condescending? stuck up? Prideful brother)

. . . . . Tonic didn't have the best relationship with anyone in his family, the best relationship he had was with his mother but she was still a bit distant with him

Anyways

The last thing Tonic remembers was that stupid stage and the . . . . . . Pretty? . . . . Pretty The face of that actor. But he wasn't on that stage or with that actor, so where was he? Tonic's answer came in the form of the cement that he hit with a sickening "SPLAT" and a groan of pain coming from the man who actually hit the cement. It took a few seconds but Tonic eventually managed to regain his senses and he realized something- Well he technically realized a lot of things but the main thing was that he differently wasn't in Hollywood anymore. "Thank fucking god"

Tonic never truly enjoyed his time on the earth but he did attempt to make it bearable, for both him and others

Which is why many women attended the Killer's Hero's funeral, even if they didn't know him personally. But they knew that Tonic cleaned up the mess that many men left.

If it wasn't obvious by now, Tonic's biggest sin was the murder of many disgusting men and he would do it again

There's also the more petty stuff like stealing small stuff and being a slut Lustful person . . . . Mainly towards men

Yes, he's gay and has murdered several men. Shush. let him be

Tonic was just sitting at the bar (once again) nursing a glass of whiskey (No, not a Gin and Tonic (am I supposed to capitalize Gin and Tonic?) because Tonic doesn't actually like the taste of Gin and Tonic) When he suddenly get's approached by a small imp demon which is very confusing for the opossum Sinner. "H-Hey dad! D- . . . Do you think we . . . . Do you think we could go home soon?" Now Tonic was a lot of things, an asshole, a bitch, a flea infested rat. But Tonic was never a father, Tonic already knew that he was gonna be a shit father, much like his own, so he never had kids (Not that his romantic attraction to men was gonna let him) So it was definitely a surprise that this little three foot Imp, was calling him dad. ". . . . I think you're drunk, little guy." Tonic says before he suddenly sees a Sinner watching the little imp from a far "Come on dad, you know I don't drink. I just wanna go home and out of here already, do you at least think you could drive me home?" And it clicks for Tonic. This little Imp is using Tonic to get away from this creepy Sinner that's watching him like he's a fucking piece of meat. Which is why Tonic's opossum ears flatten against his head and his hackles suddenly stand on end, he then swiftly downs the rest of his whiskey (With a bit of protest from both his taste buds and his stomach) ". . . . . . . Yeah let me just pay my tab and we'll go home kiddo" Tonic says as he pulls his wallet out of his jacket pocket and pays his tab with a bit of a silent groan because of his expensive drinking habits. Although, while Tonic was struggling with paying, his tail subconsciously curled around the little Imp protectively.

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Well I think I talked a lot longer than I was planning . . . But I might do a second part of this if I get the motivation to write again, but according to the internet (Because I'm too lazy to count) this was 711- hheheheh 7-11 hahahahah- words long and 3,903 characters.

Man idk if anyone is even gonna read this . . . . Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[rainbow-bastard-club]

I like how black and white look like the yingyang symbol! I have some questions for them too. (As well as the rest of the rainbow friends)

Who's the older twin? Or were they created at the same time? (Has someone asked them whos older only for one of them to say that it doesn't matter as the other shouts it's them by half a second-) And what is their dynamic? Responsible and chaotic twin? Both are chaotic tag teamers? Absolutely detest eachother but won't hesitantly to kill if the other is being insulted?

Same question applies to the triplets. Do they get mixed up sometimes as well? Or does Dr. I forget his name put them all in different shirts to differentiate them.

Which colors were popular with what demographic? (Like you said, the twins appeal to older kids. The main colors are directed towards kids.) Do they wish that they could switch roles with each other? For example Yellow and Green wanting to switch with Black and White for acting since they want to appeal teenagers and not 5 year olds.

AAA THANK YOU I WAS HOPING THAT WAS NOTICABLE!!!! :D

Answers under cut because it got very long omg lol

Technically if you cut it down to the seconds, White is older by way of reacted to outside stimuli first. Black genuinely does not care but White thinks that gives him final say over the other kids when Oswald is busy. (Both were pulled out of the chamber by a very confused Oswald because he didn't think it could make two at once.)

On stage their dynamic is very much both kind of chaotic in their own ways (White was the poster boy for good behavior and harmless fun, while Black was more reckless with pranks like buckets of paint on doorways.) However off camera Black was quieter and more laid back while White tended to be a loud, passive-aggressive go-getter.

The triplets are also occasionally mixed up, often by handlers who don't see them much. (Orange's first handler Dave could not for the life of him recognize them at all. They tricked him often.) Oswald has a knack for knowing who everyone is at all times, even if they tried to swap and confuse him.

Black thinks that White needs to learn the entire message before he's allowed on stage again. (White needs to learn to be nice to his siblings before teaching other kids to do the same.) Yellow and Green are quite content with their own roles, but very much want the lessons to be applicable to anyone watching. (Green tries very hard to use big important words so adults know to be respectful and listen to him. He mispronounces most of them.) Orange doesn't even wanna do the show anymore. He wouldn't tell anybody that directly. If he had to choose, maybe he'd also like to appeal to teenagers, as in 1991 he was a teenager too. (Though the rebellious older siblings of kids who visit for birthdays are always good fun. He likes talking to them. One of them gave him her liquid eyeliner. He keeps it hidden under his mattress in his hideout/room.)

[sweet-rintarou]

"Everything okay?" Ushijima asked, glancing towards you briefly as you laughed at the shenanigans that was occurring in your group chat with the other guys.

You nodded, looking up at him, "Yeah, they're just... you know, being them," You emphasized with a roll of your eyes. You finally turned your phone to airplane mode and locked your screen after seeing Suga's bitter response and plastered on a beaming smile as you turned your body slightly to face Ushijima. "So, what possessed you to finally ask me out?"

A chuckle escaped his lips, causing the smile on your face to only grow bigger. Since talking to Ushijima more often, and interacting with him in a comfortable light, he's become less stoic and stiff, loosening up and laughing a bit easier—not that much if one were to compare to a normal person, but it was progress for you. "Nothing possessed me, Y/n, I felt like this was long overdue."

Your eyes curved into crescents as you beamed up at him, earning an equal smile from his end.

He then added, "I made sure that it was a quiet town, so there won't be too many people—I hope no one followed us."

"Me too," you frowned, huffing in frustration. "God, I can't wait until this stupid contract ends."

"I'm glad that Oikawa is helping you through this," he states, "it must be difficult to even go through in the beginning."

"Yeah, but it should be ending soon and Oikawa and I will have to stage our break up and everything," you informed, sighing, "I never knew fake relationships could get so complicated." He laughed, nodding in agreement.

There was a brief moment of silence between the two of you, the only thing filling the air was the soft music of the radio as the sky began darkening and stars were slowly filling the sky. Incomparable to the night sky of Tokyo or Kyoto because of the light pollution that hindered the stars from shining, you stared in awe at the starry night sky.

"The moon looks beautiful, doesn't it?" Ushijima suddenly spoke up, causing you to avert your eyes to the moon where it stood bright, in the shape of crescent.

"It really does." As you stared at the sky, eyes bright as the stars reflected in your eyes, Ushijima couldn't help but slow the car down ever so slightly, hoping you wouldn't notice as he spared glances to you, the corner of his mouth lifting, a feeling of content and comfort radiating throughout his chest.

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The diner gave off the same vibes as those you'd find in movies—they were the place where people meet, reconnect and reconcile. It was comfortable, and the owners seemed to go out of their ways to ensure their customers had the best experience. The two of you included.

It seemed to be obvious by your enthusiastic gleam that you weren't from the town, and the waitress to your table made sure to recommend you the specials, what was the most popular meal and what combos to have to make sure you'd enjoy every minute of it.

Ushijima had also went out of his way to make sure that you were comfortable, and let you order first. You ordered the special of the night, having the waitress pick your drink that was the best to go with your meal.

"I'll have most popular with coffee, please," Ushijima ordered, and sent a warm smile to the waitress before she excused herself with the notes of our orders.

"This is really nice, how did you find it?" You asked, your wandering eyes staring at the decorations that was filled with cheesy quotes and an array of small plants that gave the place a rustic feel.

"I came by here once after a delivery, and thought you'd like it," he explained. "I'm glad to know you like it, Y/n."

You smiled up at him, "I love it." The two of you continued to discuss regarding your careers, switching between the band and the flower shop.

"Y/n," Ushijima called, when there wasn't anything being said between the two of you. You faced him, nodding for him to continue. "Do you think... uhm, how do you say this?"

"Say what?"

"I'm finding difficulty in formulating my sentence," he admits, his voice monotone with a slight raise of confusion at the end of his sentence. You couldn't help but chuckle into your hand. Sometimes he'd avert to his stiff self when expressing his feelings, you'd notice.

He sighs, "I like you, Y/n and I would like to know if you feel the same."

You pursed your lips, trying to suppress the urge to squeal and somersault across the diner. "Of course I do, Toshi, I—"

You were caught off guard from a clicking noise, your eyes snapping to the direction of the noise, only to see the cashier pulling out money from the register.

"Are you okay?" You felt his hand rest atop yours, calming down your nerves immediate.

"Yeah," you assure him, releasing a sigh, "When this is over—you know, the whole fake dating thing, I'd like to go with you again... Maybe even a lot."

His lips turned up into a smile, mirroring yours, "I would enjoy that, too."

Little did you know, your phone was blowing up with messages from the guys, Oikawa, and Rei Records.

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—moon

author's note: that moon quote really fucked me up man :') art cr. to Pascal Campion.

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[organic-guacamole]

I've got a lot of thoughts on this finale.

starting with the length.

27 minutes? really?

I'm not asking for a 2 hour episode but cmon, at least give us something closer to 40 minutes.

next, the characters

the characters just didn't feel like themselves, especially portwell.

all season long we saw how much potential they had, how well communicated they were, how good they were at being a proper, healthy couple, and now they just can't talk to each other?

it doesn't feel like them.

portwell had arguably the best set up of all the other ships, they showed us how good they had the potential to be only to throw in a cheap plot to wrap it up? I would understand that they want some angst to make the ending all the more satisfying, but this was pathetic.

there I said it.

of all the ways to add drama in a ship, don't use the one that completely contradicts their entire development.

paired with the length of the episode, it seemed even more poorly written.

here I made a lovely, handy dandy homemade graph to represent how I see portwell's storyline:

as i said before, we saw the build up being nearly perfect. they peaked during episodes 9-11 because they just had the chemistry, the communication, and the most potential to be the endgame couple.

they just got eachother.

then we get Jamie popping in for 10 seconds and erasing a lot of that, only for mediator Ashlyn to jump in and solve their problems.

then there's the "kiss".

I know that Sofia is underage and that even if she/her legal guardians consent to the kiss, the writers can still decide not to show it, but still. In my opinion, if you're not going to show the kiss, then don't bother.

there are other ways to establish a relationship that would work better in this situation. Of course if they get together they'll have to kiss sometime, but one way they could postpone it is by having Gina be a bit more reluctant to give away her first kiss like that. it could also show how accomodating EJ is.

I like to think that Gina is very meticulous when making decisions so she'll probably want to be very sure of the relationship before giving him her first kiss. perhaps she'd stick to cheek kisses until she's ready, and then she kisses him and he's surprised.

that would've been, in my opinion, a sufficient way to hold off the kiss while still wrapping up portwell until season 3 when Sofia would be 18 (assuming they get picked up for S3 this summer then start filming fall-winter. Sofia will be 18 in January).

as my friend @rtcosley (idk why it's not letting me tag them, so their page is linked) said,

"They created like 10 plots

And instead of wrapping it up

They added 4 more"

there's just so much more they could've done...it's the season finale for crying out loud.

I get that seblos already had (what I assume is) their storyline for the season, the fight and resolution. Ignoring the fact that that only lasted for 2 episodes and didn't have anything to do with what we were expecting, (i.e.the financial differences between their families, as mentioned in episode 1, the fact that everyone treats seb like he's stupid, this being carlos' first show and the drama that the stress of that caused, etc.), seblos had to purpose this episode than to stand next to eachother and be gay.

I get that they're not part of the core four or anything, but the poster for season 2 has all of them, as opposed to season 1 just being the core four.

They deserved better, just like redlyn and kowie.

redlyn's arc was pretty early in the season compared to the other ships. they had Ashlyn confessing her insecurities in episode 3, antoine stirring the pot of confusion and causing a bit of distance between them briefly, and then big red confessing his goals and plans for the future in episode 8 and for the rest of it, we just see them getting closer and more comfortable with each other and caring about each other more and more.

they had a good arc together.

but that's just it. I wanted to see them have their own arcs. but then again, this show can't seem to balance multiple storylines. I think it is possible, but not when they keep adding new characters that don't contribute anything much to the story(more on that later).

kowie's storyline is... confusing.

I really like their dynamic, how carefree and happy Kourtney gets around him, how she's remaining true to herself and managing a million and one things, plus a relationship in her own without losing herself to it all.

but the main issue I have is that the entire development was never shown.

we went from strangers, to coworkers, to friends that flirt, to lovers that text constantly and went on numerous dates (and Howie met her mother at some point). but all of that, was off screen.

it's like the writers made every episode with them in it kind of thrown in at a new stage of relationship progression and said "here, accept this, no questions asked because we don't have answers"

I just wish we could've seen more of howie trying to get in her good side again after episode 7 because it seems like that's when a lot of it happened.

I appreciate the Rini scene in this episode, seems to be the very end of them, for good this time.

i'm happy about that.

Ricky especially deserves to be free for a while to focus on his development, and Nini has the chance now to really shine through her talents and make a name for herself.

The Rini storyline is the only one I'm fully satisfied with.

now, that being said;

what the heck are they trying to pull with Lily and Ricky rn???

just like that.

after lily being the villain this whole season, they're just gonna not redeem her and then have her confess her feelings to Ricky, a guy she barely knows and only talked to to harass and intimidate, and for him to reject her publicly then call her afterwards?

please I hope it's just to say "you dropped something, here it is and never contact me again, thanks." /hj

speaking of the villains, this season was promoted as the season of rivalry between North and East High right? so why did that plot idea only progress in about 3 out if 12 episodes?

we got Zackey Roy in there for a few episodes then he disappeared, Lily just caused Gina to stay true to her friends in episode 2 and 7 and then basically did nothing else?

this is what I mean by the new characters providing nothing to the show.

the writers can't manage having so many characters and plots at once so they start so many promising arcs, only to kick them aside later on.

we already know that the first half of the season felt like filler episodes, so I think they could've cut those down to leave room for the more important plots to take root, rather than have them pop up and get rushed at the end of the season.

all that, and they just add 4 more plots at the end of the season.

this post sounds very negative looking back...but if I'm being honest with myself, I'm just very very disappointed.

I love this show so much and I really expected better for the season finale, especially if they don't know if it's getting renewed or not.

given the IMDB ratings of this episode so far, I don't have very high expectations for the renewal, but I'm still hopeful because this show is a great thing, one of the best things that happened to me over the course of this quarantine. I've become so attached to this show, the cast and the friends I made through it, that I don't know what I would do if it just ends like this. writing these reviews and posts about this season has been so fun for me to do and thinking that this may be the very last one is a painful thought.

I'm sorry if you were expecting this post to be as light-hearted as my other posts about the episodes, I just had a lot to say about this episode in particular.

all my episode posts are tagged with "#guac's episode text blocks :)" in case you wanna read through and reminisce the simpler times🥲

[fly-free-starling]

A young girl paces around you concerned "oh my gosh, that looked like it hurt, are you okay? Do you need help?"

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Name: Othello Amaris Amos

Nicknames: Oathy, Ama, Mari

Height: 4'3"

Age: 11

Pronouns: she/her/they/them

Othello is compassionate, kind, curious, honest, sometime mischievous and at oblivious to the point of clumsiness at times, skittish and worries alot, sassy and sarcastic sometimes. When push comes to shove she tries her best to be brave and protect those around her.

Though Othello can be oblivious, easily confused or just not understand some things no matter how many times it's explained, she is hardly stupid and is rather a rather clever and resourceful child. (I'm still figuring her out a bit as I go along the first Oc I've ever made for RP, I'm new and not very experienced yet)

Background: Othello is from a middle class family, her mother works in a theater and her father works at an observatory as a janitor, it was her mother who chose her first name after a Shakespearean tragedy while her father with his love of space chose a middle name meaning "child of the moon" after finding out the day she would be born was on a full moon.

Othello's hobbies tend go in multiple directions but all end up in the same genres, Othello like to make things, stories, art, music, imaginary adventures, costumes. She simply love to play and create, she hope she can work at the same theater her mother does as an actor or in special effects and loves whatever role she gets in school plays taking whatever character she's given seriously.

Othello is a bit tougher than she looks having been through quite a few accidents on stage a few which caused injuries for herself or other, she gained a pretty good pain tolerance after having broken an ankle and her arm, from there she had her mom and dad teach her some simple first aid in case of accidents.

Othello has an older sibling named Estelle who was adopted before she was born(more will be added, friend is still working on Othello's sibling for RP and hasn't made their Tumblr yet.)

Speaking is colored 0000

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1. This is a child character, so this blog is sfw, anyone who tries any sexual or romantic nsfw interactions with this character will be blocked immediately. I don't condone that, it is not okay, if you can't accept that please leave.

2. For the purpose of storytelling, horror themes, action themes or anything along those lines is A-OK.

3. Admin has to do responsibility stuff sometimes so please be patient if mun doesn't reply right away and please be aware I may not to with every single person I meet or approaches me, I get intimidated or shy sometimes or I'm just not interested.

4. These are all the rules I got so far. more may be added later as needed. From there any fandom or OCS are free to interact, I got my inbox open and if you want to talk to the person running the blog or if you want to discuss a storyline before hand please message, otherwise you can just pop into my inbox.

...I think I figured out an rp tag for myself, I'll tag this post with it.

[dabis-devil]

Nothing Breaks Like a Heart. დ

-; ♡.° [ A/N: ] ୭̥ Okay so this idea just popped into my head and I couldn't not write it. This is my first fic and I really hope it doesn't blow over, let's hope for the best, loves! If Dabi ain't Touya, I'm gonna be a real fool, huh?

-; ♡.° [ Warnings: ] ୭̥ Gn!reader, Swearing, Suggestive content, sO mUcH aNgsT

-; ♡.° [ Summary: ] ୭̥ Everybody knows the infamous villian Dabi, his name spreads fear across the streets of Japan. Many would hate to admit it, but he wasn't always cold and alienated. It all bubbles down to one girl, who left his heart in shambles.

-; ♡.° [ Tag list: ] ୭̥ birthday girl! @queensynderella (👾 here)

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It was a brisk Friday night, cool air hitting Touya's pale skin. Bandages clothed his forearms, which seemed to be more burnt every time the redhead came to see y/n. These burns inflicted by his quirk hadn't yet damaged his skin to the point of no repair, but it most definitely wasn't perfect. His large hands fumbled with the clasp of the gate to his home, Touya found himself sneaking out to see y/n more often than not. Enji claimed he was hitting the rebellious stage of his adolescence, little did he know that this would become his son's day to day life.

Against his better judgement, Touya was nineteen and still living at home. He had no where else to go, and he had siblings to rescue from their nightmare of a father. He desperately wanted to take shouto from the unfair wrath of their old man, but he was unable to do so. Instead, he would sweep his brother up into a tight hug whenever he mustered the chance. That poor kid, getting tossed around and neglected. His heart went out to young Shouto.

Touya’s figure was clothed in a baggy black tank top with black jeans and a dark zip up hoodie paired with a pair of black boots (you can @ me on this, he was edgy before dabi became dabi). He had his signature nose studs and additional ear piercings at his time too. He was working on getting a job of his own, something to get him money and fast. After that he would move out, hopefully taking his siblings with him.

As of now, y/n is the only rabbit hole he has. The only escape from his everyday terrors. That's why he was walking alone on the streets around twelve a.m., counting down the very minutes until he could reach their address. The lit cigarette hanging from his lip left a trail of smoke in its midst, that could barely be seen even with the midnight glow. His steps were shallow and speedy, hellbent on getting over to y/n’s place. Seeing that beautiful face every night is what brought him joy, and made carrying on each morning that much easier.

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Y/n was sprawled across their bed, carefree and unalert. Like most teens, they wouldn't go to sleep early. They had training tomorrow with the rest of class 4-A, but couldn't sleep. Not with the thoughts pooled in their head, that they sat to contemplate and overthink. Y/n grew distant to their dear boyfriend, Touya, and the guilt weighed a ton. Though the weight of what news you planned to share with him tonight is a million times heavier.

Y/n’s (e/c) eyes we're glued to their phone screen, set on a picture they had taken with Touya a few short weeks ago. A single tear rolled down their rosy cheeks. ' This is gonna break him. ' they thought. Y/n was pulled away from their thoughts when the glass window beside the desk gently rattled, a certain troubled redhead struggling to crawl through their window sill. Y/n frantically wiped their face before he got the opportunity to see a pinch of sadness in their expression- at least a pinch they didn't want him to notice. “ hey baby. . ” they smiled half heartedly, slipping from their cozy bedframe.

“ hey, princess, ” He smiled geekily. As Touya dusted off his jacket from the greenery and gunk that plagued the material, they pressed their plush lips to his. Truth be told they clung to him for a bit too long that night. In all fairness, this would be the last kiss they got from him.

As much as it pained y/n to do this, Touya Todoroki was bad for them.

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A little while later, the night had taken y/n. Touya laid with his arms tightly wrapped around their frame, their head atop his clothed chest. He had been falling in and out of sleep as the television played a series- one of their favorites. Y/n on the other hand, couldn't get a wink of rest. Instead, their eyes burned with the sensation to hold back tears. Finally, one spilled over their eyelid. They scrambled to wipe the droplet of moisture away before it soaked through his shirt, not only failing but drawing extra attention to theirself. Touya’s turquoise eyes fluttered open, immediately drawn to y/n. He sat up, in turn pulling them up with him. The fingers of his right hand ended up under their chin, magnetizing his gaze to their own. “ doll, what's wrong? ” he cooed, eyebrows knitted at y/n’s profound sadness.

Y/n did everything in their power to keep their eyes peeled, the only working strategy was simply squeezing them shut. Y/n could no longer hold back the water works, the fluid boiled over and rolled down their pained face. Y/n didn't need eyes to see Touya’s small frown, they could feel it. “ T-Touya. . . ” their breath hitched in the back of their throat. “ we need to talk. ” Y/n’s voice was shakey, and this whole scene was quite frankly uncomfortable considering how out of touch Touya is with his emotions.

Y/n felt Touya stiffen underneath them, and opened their eyes to catch him staring. Turquoise eyes half lidded as usual. He is obviously concerned, one masculine hand rubbing circles into y/n’s back. He kept quiet, giving them the time they need to spit out their burden. “ I. . I can't do this anymore. I can't watch you kill yourself. ”

In more ways than one, Touya had proven destructive. Not only that, but he didn't care. The redheads loving embrace faded, instead it just seemed like a stranger was holding them close. Y/n didn't want to imagine how this made him feel, even worse about how he would pretend to feel. “ I- what? Whad’ya mean? ” Touya scrunched his nose in confusion. “ my quirk? ” the male asked. Sadly he missed the point, and this wouldn't be as simple as they hoped. Maybe he didn't want to accept the truth so soon.

Y/n’s shakey palm met the side of his face, sweeping along his sharp jaw. “ you get high all the time, you don't trust me, you've been so distant these last few weeks. . And when I try to check on you, I get shut down. ” a steady stream of tears now rolled down their cheek. “ I've been thinking about it for a while, Touya. . ” y/n’s choked up sobs filled the room, his silence wavering in their mind. Touya was trying to make sense of the situation, or come up with false feelings. It stung to know that he felt his emotions are invalid. “ I'm so sorry, I just. . I can't baby. ”

Touya was a sitting statue on your bed, his turquoise orbs glued to the sheets. The things you two have done. . The memories. . The plans for the future. . All swirling down the drain. “ I can stop. ” his voice distantly aching with sorrow. his head swiveled towards y/n, giving them all the attention he could. The poor boy was loosing it, just at the possibility of losing the one person that mattered most to him. His anchor

“ I've already tried to get you help. You wouldn't take it. ” y/n frowned softly. “ I can't believe that again. . ” though the last thing they wanted right now was to separate themselves from Touya in his time of need, it was far too much to bare. After all, you can't help someone that doesn't want to be helped.

Y/n slowly wiggled out of the redhead's embrace, instead sitting across from him and holding one bandaged hand within their own. Y/n was begging for him to say something, to say anything. Instead, they would gaze at a shell of what used to be Touya.

“ y/n, please- ” the scarred teen pleaded. His expression was something in a sea of despair, yet he couldn't quite express that. He couldn't cry. All he could do was sit across from y/n and hope they could forgive him, hope that he could fix his issues. His chest was heavy, each rise and fall more tense than the last. “ I'm sorry. . Let me fix this. Please. . ? ” frantic words jumbled, something that made y/n pull him into their arms, and rest his head in the crook of their neck. Droplets of clear water fell down their face, seeing him like this was unbearable. It had to be done.

Fingers combed through the boys spiky red hair, his rapid breathing slowed to a calm. Y/n pressed a soft kiss to his temple. “ I love you, but I can't do this anymore. ” their soft whispers were almost tranquil to Touya, despite the underlining meaning. This voice he cherished each night, he just had to hear it a bit more before he made his exit. “ don't forget that, okay? If you're better in the future, maybe we could try this again. ” they reassured, petting his silky locks.

Touya pulled away, head still hung. “ This is. . This is what you want? ” He looked upwards, turquoise orbs burning into y/n’s, hoping for the answer he expected to be wrong.

“ yeah, ” y/n answered under their breath, breaking the precious concentration on his beautiful eyes.

Touya rose from the bed, reaching for his leather jacket and pulling on his boots. Shortly after, heading for the window. The silence was more than just that, it was the lack of an idea on what to do here. Y/n decided to stand up as well, arms crossed over their chest. “ I- uh- ” he cleared his throat, tugging open the window. “ I'll see you around then. ” he managed to catch a last glimpse of the love of his life, before feeding his slim body out of the window. Tears fell from y/n’s face to the floor beneath them. As much as their fragile heart hurt right now, things would get better. It had to.

━━━━°⌜ 失恋 ⌟°━━━━

The second Touya’s boots hit the leaves beneath him, one foot sprung in front of the other. He found himself running away from y/n’s home, almost as if his life depended on it. He could barely walk, his head was spinning, chest was tight, and his dressed wounds began to ache. Yet his feet carried him away. He didn't want to go home, the thought of going back with no escape made his skin crawl. The moon above lit the teens path as he aimlessly ran.

The time escaped him, as he wound up on the bad side of town. Rumored to be crooks and thieves around every street corner, and worse beyond that. Fresh out of breath, Touya placed his hands on a wall to catch himself, knees buckling underneath the weight. He slid down the brick wall in the dimmed alleyway, scooping his knees up to his chest. He was alone, a bit scared, and heartbroken. His eyes fell shut, and his head rolled onto his knees. Before he knew it, Touya had passed out, with one thing on his mind: y/n.

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Rocket Queen

0.3: New Friends

Henley's P.O.V

I grin as we get into the dingy bar. Sasha let us in this time. She said that Sebastian had the night off so she was stuck doing the bartending. To me, that made no sense. Colin could easily do the bartending on his own. A lot of the people that come to this bar order the simplest things. Hardly ever any mixed drinks. Mostly just beers and vodka. I prefer to stick to Jack.

Madeline giggles as she pulls me out to our usual table. For some reason no one ever takes this table. Not once in the past few months that we've been coming here has anyone sat there. That is, until tonight.

My eyes widen as I spot two blondes sitting at our table. Madeline gasps in an over dramatic way, but I ignore her to keep myself from laughing. Getting a closer look at them, I realize they're two grown men. They're both very attractive and can't be much older than us. One has fluffy blonde hair and the other has teased blonde hair with an odd brown patch in it.

"I'm gonna go teach those guys a lesson!" Madeline exclaims. She takes a step closer, then stops. "Wait a minute."

"What," I laugh, wanting to see how this pans out. I love the girl but damn can she be dramatic.

"They're hot," She says. "Oh my God! The one with the fluffy hair is extra hot." She wraps her arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer. Honestly, you'd think she'd already been drinking. "The other one is just your type."

I push her off, rubbing my ear. "Why the hell did you whisper like that?" She just shrugs in response, fixing her top to show off more cleavage. I grab her wrist as she takes a step towards the men. "Don't go over there! We can easily find another table."

Madeline sighs. "Look. This is a one time chance! And we can finally get you laid."

I roll my eyes. I guess I'm not winning this argument. "Not everything is about getting laid, y'know."

Madeline opens her mouth to respond, but a deeper voice sounds from behind her. "It may not be everything, but it sure as hell is fun."

I look back towards the table to see the fluffy blonde gone. His friend sits there, looking at me strangely. I just blush and turn back to the guy.

"So why're two lovely ladies like yourself hangin' 'round our table?" He asks.

Madeline scoffs. "Actually it's our table. We're just letting you use it."

I half expect the blonde to get a bit mad, but he doesn't. He laughs wrapping his arms around Madeline and I's shoulders. "Well, why don't you join us if it's your table. We'd hate to leave you without a table as special as this one."

"Don't be a smart ass," Madeline says. I know she's enjoying the attention she's getting from this dude. It's obvious by the way she's looking at him. I know that smirk is reserved for when she likes someone.

I move away from the guy, causing his arm to fall. He looks over at me. "We'll hang with you guys as long as you keep your hands to yourselves."

"Speak for yourself," Madeline giggles.

I sigh. "Alright, I'll stay as long as you guys don't touch me."

"It's gonna be a party tonight!" He exclaims, looking really excited. "I'm Steven by the way."

"Madeline," Madeline says, wrapping an arm around his waist.

"I'm Henley," I say almost too quietly.

Steven grins down at me. "You're really quiet."

I just shrug, settling in beside the other blonde. He smiles at me, but I just turn my head to look towards the entrance. I'm hoping that tonight my friend will come in. I haven't seen him for a while at it makes me sad. He genuinely brings me joy. He's probably the best substitute for Tommy. After all, they act a lot alike.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. I try my best to hold back my audible groan. I just got here and I already want to leave. How sad is that?

I turn my head to see the blonde smiling at me. I try my best to return the smile, but I guess it didn't reach my eyes. I hope he's not taking offense to me acting the way I am. I'm not meaning to be rude, it's just that my heart isn't in it tonight. I guess I'm just getting homesick for L.A after that phone call with Athena.

"I'm Duff," He finally says, holding his hand out for my to shake it.

I need to be at least a little bit nice. "I'm Henley."

He grins at me wider. I guess he's happy that I finally spoke to him. "That's a pretty name."

I smirk. "I guess Duff is a pretty name too."

He laughs, taking a swig from what looks to be vodka. "It's a nickname."

"Then what's your real name?"

"Michael."

I nod my head, looking him over. His eyes are this pretty color hazel and his smile is really cute. He dresses a lot like how Tommy does when he's not in his outrageous stage clothes. He has zero makeup on his face which makes me happy. I've been around too many guys that wear eyeliner and lipstick just to be more "rock n roll". I'm pretty sure they're getting the different genres of rock confused. They're more glam rock than anything. Although, I think they're just trying to look like Nikki Sixx. I may not have a crush on the dude, but he is one sexy motherfucker.

"Duff suits you better," I respond, glancing back towards the entrance.

"Waiting for someone?" Duff asks, looking in the direction I am.

I sigh. "Not really. It's really just hit or miss if he comes tonight. We didn't talk about meeting up or anything."

I didn't get to talk to him at all at school today. We kinda avoid each other when we're outside of the bar. I guess we just don't fit in together.

Duff smiles. "Maybe I can replace him tonight."

"Maybe," I grin.

Okay, so this guy wasn't that bad. He's pretty sweet. At least that's what I'm getting from talking to him the past five minutes.

"So," Duff says, taking a drink of his Russian Water. "What do you and this guy usually do?"

"Well, me and Hyde-."

"Hyde?"

I giggle. "It's his last name." I take the vodka from Duff and drink some. I'm gonna need some liquid encouragement before I say this. I ignore the burning sensation in my throat and smile at Duff. "We usually fuck." That's definitely not true. But his reaction is priceless.

Duff nearly spits out the Jack he stole from Steven. "I didn't expect that," He coughs out. I laugh, watching him. "How old are you?"

"Sixteen," I respond, smiling at him.

He laughs. "I didn't expect that from you."

"And how old are you since we're talking ages here?"

"Nineteen."

I scoff. "You're only three years older than me."

"Yeah, but-."

"When did you lose your virginity, Duff?"

"Uh. . .," He trails off, not sure how to respond.

I giggle, loving how easily I made him stumble on his words.

I turn my head to see if Sasha or Colin is at the bar so that I can grab Duff and I another bottle of vodka when I see Hyde walk in.

I instantly spot his brown curly hair and sunglasses that he wears all the time. Trailing behind him is some beautiful blonde. I feel my smile drop as they come closer. I don't think Hyde realizes I'm sitting right here. Hyde looks back at the blonde and kisses her. I feel a twang of jealousy shoot through me. I'm not gonna lie. I really liked him. I guess I never really had a chance.

"Henley?" Duff nearly yells to grab my attention.

I turn my head towards Duff, trying to stop the tears from falling.

"What's the matter?" He asks.

Just as I'm about to respond, a familiar voice sounds from next to me.

"Henley?"

I look over to see Hyde and his new 'girl' standing beside the table.

Great. This is exactly what I fucking wanted to happen tonight.

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I posted 360 times in 2021

5 posts created (1%)

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I added 579 tags in 2021

#selaki - 128 posts

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#canopa - 85 posts

#danielle - 73 posts

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#5

SEND ME ASKS

I WANNA INTRODUCE THE HIMBO CHARACTER BUT I CAN'T WITHOUT ANY ASKS TO MAKE TIME PASS

PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU

1 notes • Posted 2021-05-30 03:44:42 GMT

#4

This question is for Kiku. What's the best present anyone could get her and why?

"Well homemade jewelry is always a damn good choice," Kiku said, pushing herself up on the kitchen counter and watching Carver out of the corner of her eye. "It's a sweet gesture, you know? Plus since homemade doesn't cost as much as professional, or at least I hope it doesn't, if it ends up breaking or getting lost or something, it's more just sad than some fucking catastrophe."

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3 notes • Posted 2021-08-05 00:14:30 GMT

#3

About an hour passed before somebody arrived at the shared home, carrying a large basket of seed packets, fertilizer, and other small gardening supplies. When they saw them, Danielle went upstairs, lightly knocking on the door to Carver and Canopa's room before slowly opening it. "Carver?" they called. "Somebody from the co-op just stopped down with gardening supplies."

Carver looked up from his phone and nodded before getting up and going downstairs, not waiting for Danielle to guide him down.

The person had since come inside and placed the basket on the kitchen counter, starting a conversation with Ruth on the other side of the room. Carver briefly thanked them before searching through the basket, examining what the person had brought over, concentration etched into his face as he quietly muttered to himself.

"Late spring, so... Carrots, carrots are useful, let's see, pumpkins, definitely, so carrots grow with... Cabbage? No, it's too late for cabbage..." He pulled different seed bags out of the basket as he thought of them, putting the ones he wanted to keep to the side.

"Oh, you can just keep the entire basket," the visitor called over. "And if you need anything else, just let me know. I'll probably have it somewhere, and if I don't, I'm sure somebody does."

Carver looked up at them in surprise. "Thanks," he said slowly, as if he was somehow confused by what they had said, and then he went back to sifting through the seed packets.

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3 notes • Posted 2021-01-02 04:26:39 GMT

#2

For Keanu and Brody, How did you guys come up with your stage names?

"WE USED A FUCKIN NAME GENERATOR, BABEY!!!" Brody shouted over the sound of the Spongebob episode they were currently on.

"Heeellllllyeahboiii."

"JUST STRAIGHT UP TOOK OUR NAMES AND PLUGGED EM INTO THAT SHIT, SLAPPED THAT GENERATE BUTTON, AND BAM!! STAGE NAMES!!!" From behind Brody, Keanu went into a deep dab.

"Will you two shut up?!" Carver shouted from downstairs. "I'm trying to fucking think!" Keanu made a loud, animalistic screech in rebellion, causing Castor within the room to lean away from her and cover his ears. Keanu scampered up to him, rapidly patting his head apologetically.

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4 notes • Posted 2021-02-16 05:13:48 GMT

#1

🌳 for carver?

🌳: Does this oc collect anything?

"Not really, no," Carver said as he finished gathering up the seed packets. "Never really had much of a reason to."

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7 notes • Posted 2021-04-11 04:14:52 GMT

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[winterhalcyon]

Tagged by the lovely and amazing @nightbleeder ;) <3

The Last …

1. drink: Water

2. phone call: My sister

3. text message: “What is Ed Sheeran doing in Game of Thrones??? How’s he going to serenade anyone when he’s dead????!?!”  

4. song you listened to: Unstoppable by The Score

5. time you cried: Like I remember that.

6. dated someone twice: Sort of?  

7. kissed someone and regretted it: More like been kissed and regretted it.

8. been cheated on: I think I’d have to have had a boyfriend to be cheated on so thats a no.

9. lost someone special: Absolutely, several.

10. been depressed: Yup

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope

Favorite Colors…

12. Green

13. Purple

14. Turquoise

In The Last Year Have You…

15. made new friends: Dang straight I have!

16. fallen out of love: Hahahaha!

17. laughed until you cried: Oh gosh I don’t think so????

18. found out someone was talking about you: Just last week actually.

19. met someone who changed you: I’d like to say yes.

20. found out who your friends are: Strangely yes 

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: Well it doesn't’ count if I unfriended him for his douchebaggery now does it. 

General

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: All but a few

23. do you have any pets: Sadly no but I went to the Farmers Market of Saturday and spent literally two hours with the pet adoption place just petting dogs and it really made me want to get a dog.

24. do you want to change your name: Sometimes, I haven’t thought about it a lot recently but when i was a kid I want’ed my name to be anything but the one that it was.

25. what did you do for your last birthday: Ate Costa Vida and watched Star Wars

26. what time did you wake up: Seven twenty something

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Freaking out over how awesome the season premier of Game of Thrones was.  

28. name something you can’t wait for: The next episode of Game of Thrones

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: Like ten minutes ago.

31. what are you listening to right now: My little white fan spinning in annoying air creating circles but its too hot to not have it on.

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Quite often actually.

33. something that is getting on your nerves: Family.

34. most visited website: This trash site or Pintrest

35. hair color: Okay this is actually a complex question but it looks really cool and cute but, Brown base colors with gold blonde highlights, and a curtain (when you only dye the hair in between the top and bottom of you head so you don’t have to dye it all that much) of red.

36. long or short hair: Its in this weird stage between long and short

37. do you have a crush on someone: I don’t even wish I did right now.

38. what do you like about yourself: My outgoing nature and loyal truthful personality 

39. piercings: Ears

40. blood type: As Christina Yang would say, “Are you a surgeon? No? Then you don’t need to know.”

41. nickname: Kadi, Kat, GL

42. relationship status: Single

43. zodiac: Libra

44. pronouns: she/her

45. favorite tv show: Currently its Game of Thrones by default

46. tattoos: None 

47. right or left handed: Right-handed, but semi ambidextrous when I play sports

48. surgery: None

49. piercing: ???? 

50. sport: I like pretty much every sport, you name it I’ve probably played it and can watch it without getting confused.

51. vacation: Mummmm a cruise sounds really nice right about now.

52. pair of trainers: I have these awesome American flag shoes that are my go to adventure shoes for this summer.

More General

53. eating: I jus had cereal with marshmallows that I bought on sale, it was awesome.

54. drinking: I had water 

55. i’m about to: Try to get back to writing my book but we’ll see how well that actually pans out.

56. waiting for: My mother and sister to leave the house so I have a few hours of peace and quiet

57. want: To know why Daenerys Targaryen first of her name, The Unburnt Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men,Queen of Meereen, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains and Mother of Dragons only got one freaking scene at the end of the episode then only said three words.

58. get married: In the future I guess

59. career: I want to be an editor for a publishing company while also working on my own books

60. hugs or kisses: Neither, they both suck.

61. lips or eyes: Eyes i guess

62. shorter or taller: I’m basically an Amazon as it is so I prefer taller people

63. older or younger: Older

64. nice arms or nice stomach: Well seeing as earlier I said neither for hugs or kisses I feel like I can say both for this one and be alright.

65. hook up or relationship: Relationship. Hook ups just sound lazy and gross. 

66. troublemaker or hesitant: I can be both.

67. kissed a stranger: I barely kiss the people I date what makes you think I’d do it with a stranger?

68. drank hard liquor: Nope, never, and I have no plans to ever do so.

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: You bet I have

70. turned someone down: I work in a mall, I turn down guys daily.

71. sex on the first date: See above answers concerning even kissing and I think you have your answer.

72. broken someone’s heart: Gosh I hope so.

73. had your heart broken: Nope

74. been arrested: Not once

75. cried when someone died: Doesn’t that make me human?

76. fallen for a friend: Nope

Do You Believe In …

77. yourself:  Of course I do, I’m great!

78. miracles: Every day

79. love at first sight: Hahahahaha!!! no.

80. santa claus: Yeah no I figured this out when I was seven

81. kiss on the first date: Nope

82. angels: Absolutly 

Other

83. current best friends’ names: Kenra, Megan, and Erin yall the best babes

84. eye color: Green

85. favorite movie: Remember the Titans

Totes going to tag: @towalkinyourlight @anglo-saxintrash @gorgeous-freak-of-nature