#I was like ‘wow im having to walk across the mall and I don’t feel like im dying :)’

[aliosne]

Me earlier: what if when they scan my tiddies they see a angry little gnome in there whose been causing all my various Ailments and they kick him out and then I dont suck anymore

[tokyyovie]

hi!! could i request the feral boys + wilbur with a younger sister headcanons?? sorry i just rlly think platonic stuff like this is cute :D

younger sister headcanons

A/N: i wrote this b4 bed so it’s a little half-assed but yea, also i’m so sorry this took ages😭 i only found this now ??? this took me way longer than it should've bye- count on me to announce fics but delay them for a week

warnings: swearing, she/her prns for sister

(feral boys + wilbur)

(okay so i went with a younger sister thats around 4-6 with these hcs!! sorry if it’s not exactly what you wanted)

wilbur

- WOULD BE THE CUTEST THING EVER OMG

- i feel like he’d keep it more private ofc

- BUT when she would be on stream it would be super wholesome

- "my little sister’s here, do you guys wanna see?"

- he’d carry her on his lap and make her say hi to chat

- SHE’D HAVE THE SAME SUPER FLUFFY BROWN HAIR LIKE HER BIG BROTHER ^_^

- i imagine her being super close to tommy too (like showing up on vlogs n stuff)

- "I MET WILBUR'S LITTLE SISTER"

- ooooh tommy would be all like "will, i'm not the youngest child no more"

- wilbur would let her sit on his shoulders, and they’d be a combined, like, 8 or 9 feet. wow.

- also im bad at explaining,, but hear me out okay

- wilbur would be standing and carry her, like, on his hip? and let her play with his beanie while he talks casually to people

- WOULD ALSO LET HER WEAR HIS GLASSES but they’d be way too big for her and fall off his face and he’d do that thing he does in adoration

- you know, when he pouts and has a big smile on his face, "AWWW, YOU’RE SO CUTE!" would def pinch her cheeks

dream

- okok so listen, this might be weird but he’d treat her like how he treats patches, y’know?

- would totally get her the most extra things that she doesn’t need, and also would NOT be able to say no to her

- "clay? can we eat ice cream for dinner with sapnap?"

- he’d raise an eyebrow at her, biting his lip in thought before a smile spread across his lips

- "i dunno, mom would kill me for thaaaat,"

- she would stick her bottom lip out, pouting and pulling out the puppy eyes that he couldn’t ever resist

- "fine! as long as you don’t tell mom, okay?." dream would say with a mischievous grin that grew even wider when she smiled at him and nodded excitedly

- would teach her minecraft n be her number 1 supporter n hype her up (not only in minecraft,) even if she dies every 5 minutes

- would also be super protective (like excessively protective)

- meeting him would be scarier than meeting their parents in the future

- would spoil the HELL out of her

- she wants toys at the mall? he’s already handing his card to the cashier

- i don’t imagine him letting his little sister on stream (bc privacy, duh) BUT let’s say he did

- they'd def be farming "aww's"

- i imagine her to be a lil shy

- ok so my younger brother around this age had trouble saying the letter r and would use the letter w instead

- so IF DREAM’S SISTER HAD THIS TOO OMG

- "clay? dweamwastaken?" reading out his twitch name

- george would maybe be on the other side dying of laughter, just like dream who was wheezing as he held her in his lap

- "dweam? dweamie-poo" george would say in mockery

georgenotfound

- would be SO chaotic

- i feel like she would be super clingy to him and he’d be fake annoyed but in reality he’d enjoy it lots

- yk that thing where you sit on someone's shoe while they’re walking and like, cling on to their leg? yea this would definitely happen and george would have to strangle her off (and have to hear her high pitched whines)

- would HATE showing affection, so even if he found her the cutest thing in the world as she pouted at him while they watched a movie, he’d fake annoyance, of course.

- would bully her (jokefully, ofc) n his excuse would be "i’m just helping her develop thick skin, duh."

- HE WOULD DEFINITELY TRY TO TEACH HER MINECRAFT and then fail bc they’d both end up dead

- for christmas, he would definitely get matching sweaters (custom made if he had to)

- she would help him identify colors n it would be SO CUTE OH MY GOD

- "__, is this green? or yellow?"

- "geeeorge, it’s yellow!" she’d say in a ‘duh’ tone

- he’d smile, blabbering in his defense. "i’m colorblind’ you forget that!"

sapnap

- would get scolded by dream BECAUSE he’d so definitely teach her swear words

- so now this little girl with brownish ginger hair would be running around, screaming "shit! shit! shit!"

- sapnap would stand like a proud dad, that was until dream swatted his chest and started going off

- "sapnap you absolute moron! she’s like 5!"

- "so? you gotta teach them early, clay."

- they’d be arguing with each other, not realizing she had gone off somewhere without them noticing

- "that’s not appro- wait, where is she?" dream would realize

- "dream! this is your fault!" sapnap would scream, putting the blame on his best friend

- "i was being a good uncle, wait- is that even what i am?"

- “no, fucking dumbass!" they’d still be arguing as they hurriedly searched for his little sister. "__! come here! where’d you run off to?"

- "excuse me, you’re the fucking dumbass." dream says, checking on the sofa for the little girl.

- "fucking dumbass! dumbass!" a high pitched voice came from the backyard, where she was sat, playing with patches.

- "dude! why’d you just start teaching her to say dumbass!" clay groaned.

- "nuh-uh, that was YOU she was mimicking, dream."

- sapnap would not know how to tend to his little sister, so dream would be a babysitter basically (to both of the siblings, actually)

- if he wasn't living with dream, and instead was with his parents

- he would get scolded even more, for being a bad influence and always arguing with a small child

- "HEY! give me the remote! we're gonna watch anime, not some cocomelon shit!"

quackity

- like sapnap, he'd be a super bad influence

- but also would be hELLA protective. like. if u ever laid a finger on his little sister you'd be dead

- would def teach her swear words as well BUT ON ACCIDENT

- like it'd be all on accident because he does it so much that she just picks up on it

- LMAO he'd trick her and be all like "hey sis, did you know dad's name is actually shithead?"

- they'd be chaotic asf

- he'd so use her for 'clout,' if he didn't keep it completely off the internet

- this is super random but hear me out,, painting stream with little sister where they followed a bob ross tutorial

- would just be an absolute mess.

- it'd end up somewhat looking like if a 2 year old made it. (keep in mind the sister is around 4-6 and quackity is. well.)

- if she ever got paint on her hand she'd instinctively go "shit!" and it would catch alex off guard

- "who taught you that?"

- "you, alex!" his sister would giggle

- "WHAT? NO! okay, guys, i'm not a bad brother i swear-"

- sometimes he'd just be playing minecraft on the dsmp with her just sitting in his lap occasionally point out things and talking n it'd be super cute

- would get ugly matching clothes that say shit like "best grandma ever" and "best granddaughter ever" (he'd wear the granddaughter one)

- if he was caught being 'nice' to his sister, i feel like he'd try to toughen up and pretend like he he doesn't care (but in reality ofc he'd give up the world for her)

- karl

- would be whoooooolesomee as HEEELLLL

- i feel like he'd definitely love to bond with her more off stream (as the other boys would too)

- always ready to drop anything for her

- him and his little sister would both just be two bundles of joy

- would have movie nights with her n quackity / sapnap and the pair would be asleep in minutes with the little girl peacefully resting on his lap or chest

- i think it'd be super casual if she was on stream

- like maybe she'd be staying over at his place and she'd just walk in while he's streaming

- 3 soft knocks on his door would just barely be picked up by the mic

- karl gets up n opens the door, his face lighting up when he realized it was his little sister

- "oh! hi lovely," he'd pick her up gently and bring her to see the stream

- sitting on his lap, he'd make her say hi to the chat and his friends if he was on vc with anyone

- chat. would. be. flooded. with 'AWW'S"

- "guy's she's the cutest, isn't she?"

- "karl? can we pleaaase get ice cream with mom? me hungry."

- "if you give me a kiss, yes." karl smiles, pointing to his cheek.

- "hmph, no no. come get ice cream." she'd tug on his arm.

- he would give in, after a while, of course.

[fr0gheart]

parental guidance

anonymous said: mby a head cannon of meeting finn‘s family/parents for the first time? 

authors note: this is really cute and i should have wrote this SO long ago but yay! so this is a two parter this is part is him meeting your parents and you meeting his im writing both parts now. so the second part will probably be released in week. anyway check out my masterlist for more works and as always enjoy!!!

sooooooooo

finn+you, you+finn

the power couple of the century

better than beyonce and jay-z

ashton kutcher and mila kunis

lol

anyway you guys had been dating for 6 months

and literally all the media outlets knew

all your friends had met him and youd met all of his friends AND his brother

and the time came for him to met your parents

like your PARENTS

the people who literally raised you.

and he had to meet them. and it terrified you

to say he was nervous was an extreme understatement

‘y/n, i can’t do this’

‘ come on finn of course you can. pretty soon you were going to meet his parents and you would be like in his shoes “

and he was right to be scared

your parents were pretty scary and he had every right to be nervous

and it was understandable that you were to

so your mom invited you both over for dinner

and you spent the entire night practicing conversation points so finn wouldn’t feel scared

when you went to his house to get him

he had dark circles around his eyes 

and he was still pacing around his room trying to find something acceptable to wear

it was a mess

‘ woah babe, this place looks like a mess’

and you would just go in to give him a hug

and he would just start tearing up

‘ y/n what if they don’t like me. i dont know what im going to do if they dont like me’

and he would just hug you tighter and tighter

eventually he would pull himself together and get up to get dressed

and you both would just walk to your house together and before you open the door. he says:

‘ you look amazing, “

he kissed your forehead then your cheeks and then your lips.

you walked in and yelled out

‘ mom,dad we’re home!’

and you and him went to your living room and just sat there waiting for your parents to come down

suddenly you heard footsteps and he shot up. smiling as they entered the room

‘ finn, hi!, you’re so handsome.  i can’t believe i’m finally meeting you’ your mom said as she went in to hug him. your dad hugged him too as they sat across from you two

‘ so how did you meet finn?” your mom would ask you but you wouldn’t be able to answer cause you were almost more nervous than finn

‘ um i dont know, i can’t r-remember’  you said and your mouth was dry and your hands were getting really sweaty.

‘ we met at the mall when i was trying to hide from fans with my brother and my friend’ finn cut in for you grabbing your hand and bringing it up to his lips

‘ aww that’s so cute. finn are you planning on going to university?’

another question. you didn’t know it was gonna be like an interview. but he was really good at interviews so maybe this could be fun

‘ um hopefully, when acting dies down maybe i'll find some time and just get a degree.’ 

‘ wow that’s nice, do you see yourself being an actor all your life? “

you gripped onto his hand tightly,” yeah um acting is my passion, well my passion other than your daughter. “

and the way you smiled 

like THE biggest smile you had ever smiled before 

your parents smiled before your mom realised,

“ oh dinner’s ready, we should go eat.”

you both stood up as your mom and dad made their way out of the room 

you tugged finn to stay behind

“ i love you “ you breathed

“ i love you too “ he grabbed your face and kissed you

‘ now come on, let’s get this over with,” you pulled away and dragged him into the dining room

the night continued with your parents grilling him about you and his career

and close to the end of the night

your dad raised his glass

“ to finn, being an amazing boyfriend to my beautiful daughter “ 

you all clinked glasses and finn kissed the top of your head

he leaned in to whisper to you

“ your parents are amazing, you’re amazing. now it’s your turn”

and you knew it was and the butterflies in you’re stomach couldn’t help but explode 

as you wondered if his parents would feel the same way yours felt for him

stay tuned for part two

[yandere-mha-blog]

Hello author here to bring a couple of after stories for cute aggression, hope you enjoy them, they will published at any time so enjoy

After story #1

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Everything with Katsuki was going well, ever since the news of your quirk and you taking a  bit of time to yourself and casually going on dates with him, it had been going well. The only thing that you didn't like was the fact he was so busy with work, so dates were scarce, and what was even worse was the damm reports that swarmed the two of you when you were enjoying some street food.

Katsuki ended up exploding a camera, and getting in trouble with the Hpsc, you were in the background laughing at the abusrtry of the citation, what you didn't like was when someone shoved a camera in your face, katsuki being well katsuki was still over protective, even with the nullifying bracelet on, so seeing a reporter get thrown across the street by and angry katsuki while you were just trying to enjoy your crape.

Of course the reporters did see the nullifying bracelet and started asking questions, and Katsuki in all his glory told them to shove their damm questions up their ass, shit them out and step in it, always subtle. .

Right now you were reading a magazine, it was getting late you wondered if Katsuki was going to call tonight, he was always so busy it kinda sucked not being in his aprtment now, but this arrangement was the best at the moment, you tossed your magazine on the coffee table and sat back going on your blog feed, maybe being the ‘girlfriend’ of Katsuki bakugou, the second strongest hero in japan, was giving you a lot of attention not all good attention.

“She ain't even that pretty, why is he dating her.” “She looks so dull :/ Bakugo deserves better if you ask me.”

“Isn't she just distracting him from his hero work, how selfish can this woman be.”

“Why is he dating someone who is so weak looking, you think katsuki would be into stronger women.”

“Yall just jealous.” you said sticking your tongue out at the phone before going back to looking at funny bunny videos, when your phone finally rang, seeing  “angry pompom boyfriend” pop up.

“Hello~” you chirped

“Hey, you picked up on the first ring, you've been waiting for a call?” he asked

“Maybeeee.” you said “how was work, make anyone bleed?”

“ONly the ones that deserved it, altho i got scratch on my arm, not important-”

“NUcked how deep is the cut, i know when you say a scratch it usually means you need stitches!” you said

“Okay fine three stitches, it isn't anything stop worrying about me.” he said

“Can't stop me.” you said

“Look im going to be fine stop worrying about me, anyway an old class mate invited me to this dumb event, and did youw ant to be my plus one?”

“Really what class mate, what's the event?”

“THe hero Froppy, she has this water park , and she invited all the classmates, except for one to join.”

“Ohhh frobby, the frog one, yes her, well the thing is i would love to go but i have a problem.”

“What?”

“I don't have a bathing suit and I'm not a good swimmer.” you said

“I'll take you bathing suit shopping dn keep you in the kid section.” KAtsuki said

“I'm not a kid.” you huffted

“Well you said you swim like one.” Katsuki said “besides it will be fine if you are going to be surrounded by a bunch of heroes no one is going to let you drown.”

“True, but do they know of my quirk?” you asked

“The doctor said your quirk isn't really effective if it's just a couple of hours, you can explain it to them or I can.” KAtsuki said “So you want to go or not?”

“Yes, I wanna go.” you said “where and when should i meet you for bathing suit shopping?” “I'll pick you up tomorrow around 3.” Katsuki said

“I can meet you there, you know.”

“Just let me do this.” Katsuki said

“Okay thanks katsuki, also don't stress your arm out mr stitches.” you said

“It's almost healed anyways.” Katsuki said “i'll be there at 3 so be ready.”

“I will, byeee love you suki.”

“Don't go all soft on me.” KAtsuki said as you could practically feel the heat from his blush through the phone “...bye.” Click

He was so awkwardly cute sometimes, hard to believe that he tried to keep you locked up in a remote cabin in the woods a few months ago, still a waterpark, they were always so expensive so you never want, i mean the beach and bathtub were just as good, it was mostly spending time with Katsuki you were happy about.

So when Katsuki was standing outside your apartment, at 3:10, waiting ten minutes as you were putting your hair up, you opened the door

“Finally took you long enough, when i say 3, i mean 3.” he said

“And you should know by now , I'm probably going to be ten minutes late.” you said “also is that anyway to speak to your partner.”

He flicked your forehead

“Well it's rude to keep your partner waiting, now let's go.” Katsuki said as you walked to his car, and turned on the music, you were mumbling the words under your breath and bopping to the beat with your head. Katsuki was unknowingly tapping the steering wheel with you.

You finally arrived at the swimsuit shop and happily made your way in only to see katsuki take a seat outside the store

“Ahem.” you said

“What?” Katsuki said

“Aren you going to come in with me?” you asked

“I'm pretty sure you can dress yourself.” Katsuki said, you sighed

“Okay fine Guess I have to deal with all the leechers' eyes on me when I try them on.”

“What?” Katsuki said

“Don't you know there are always those men who like to hang around to be able to see women in swimsuits, and there are a few bikinis in there that look cute.” you said knowing how to push his buttons, so he went in glaring at any dude who even glanced your way, you were looking through the racks of swim sits and held up one that looked more like it belong in a lingerie section

“Katsuki, why are they selling a swimsuit that's just a bunch of strings?” you asked and he put it back on the rack and replaced it with a one piece, you kept looking and saw one that made you laugh

“Hey katsuki you never told me you had a swimsuit deal.” you said holding up a Dynamigth brand bikini

“Wasn’t my idea when they said a swimsuit line, I thought they were talking about athletic swimwear.”

“Hmm, maybe I should get this.” you said and he put it back on the rack and put a different one on

“No.” he said bluntly, he was so easy to tease, you found a couple more you liked, but you were torn between a cute pink one, and black and orange one

“What's taking so long in there?” Katsuki asked as he was slumped against the wall

“I can't decide.” you said, “Katsuki 1 or 2?” 

“1” he said

“Okay this one it is then.” you said walking out in the orange and balck one, before he pushed you back in

“Okay looks great now go get dressed and let's check out already.” he said

“Geez you hate it that much.” you said

“It's fine.”

“Oh so just fine.” you said

“I said it looks great, look can we leave now, i hate swimsuit shopping.” Katsuki said

“Never would've guessed.” you said, walking out in your clothes with the orange swimsuit in hand, as you went and checked out, you passed by the mens swim suits and then had a thought

“Hey Katsuki do you need new swim trunks?” you asked

“No.” he said “I buy the same black swim trunks from the same brand every summer.” Katsuki said

“That is so like you.” you said eye a pair of pink swim trunks with white teddy bear faces on them.

“No, I see what you are looking at, and I'm saying no.” Katsuki said, as you tugged his sleeve

“Can you at least try them on?” you said

“No.” Katsuki said

“Pretty please.” you said

“Adding pretty to the front isn't gonna change my mind.” he said, and you stared at him giving him that look”Don't you dare.”

“Suki, can you pretty please with a cherry on top, try them on.” you said, and that's how you got Katsuki To wear a pair of pink swim trunks with white teddy bear faces on them, he looked extremely pissed off like usually, as you were smiling happy to yourself

“Aww you look so cute.” you cooed and took a photo

“I swear i'm never going to forgive you for this.'' Katsuki said as he closed the door and walked out of the store, you wrapped your arm around his and happily strolled around the mall, getting some Boba together, it wasn't a surprise Katsuki got a Mangoada. You were happily sipping on the peach one you got, as katsuki tried to harass you to try some, even though time and time again you made it clean you didn't like the spice.

Still the two of you saw the time and had to get going to enjoy the water park. Katsuki seemed a bit on edge, maybe seeing his old classmates was making him nervous.

“Oh wow is that momo, and Shoto?” you said “They are in the same ranks as you, oh look it's Kaminari and denki.” 

“Hey look who decided to come join us.” Denki said as Katsuki parked his car and mumbled under his breath and walked out “Look, Mr. Antisocial decided to join us.”

“Can it.” KAtsuki said

“Or what you’ll blow my head off.” Denki then shut his mouth as he saw you come out of the car “I mean...heyyyyy (name)!”

“Hi denki.” you said

“Oh so this is Katsuki Girlfriend.” Sero said, popping out from behind Kirishima “gotta ask what does this little lady see in that brute over there.”

“Katsuki is a great boyfriend.” you said “your name is Hanta right?”

“OH please just call me Sero.” He said sticking his hand out and you shook it only to be taped to his hand “Gotta say im stuck to you.”

“Watch yourself.” Katsuki said pulling you hand off, and just great another flirt, so now you had to deal with denki, sero and kirishima to an extent, the red and white one didn't seem too interested “and look here is the thing about my girlfriend, i think she should explain it though.”

“Thanks katsuki, i have a quirk that has a tendency to make people's emotions about me a little, off the charts with how they feel about me, so Katsuki is wearing the bracelet since there was a incident in april, denki and kirishima were there.” You said and Sero nodded his head

“Noted.” He said patting your head And katsuki slapped his hand away “you sure the bracket works though

“You should have seen him before he had that on.” Denki said,as the front door opened and froppy waved them in

“HI everybody, glad to see those who could make it, I'm surprised to see Bakugou here.” she said

“Sweet lets go!” Kirishima said and you walked in and went into the changing room, a little weird to be left alone with another pro hero, still you got in you bathing suit and momo came out.

“Oh hello.” She said “I didn't get to introduce myself earlier, im Momo.” she said “you are (name) right.”

“Yes, that's me.” you said “So you were one of Katsukis classmates?” “Yes I was, he was...interesting back then.” she said  as the female gym locker slammed open

“Heyyyy heyyy.” you heard and saw a head of bright pink hair and skin walk in “MOMO! “Mina you were able to make it.” she said

“Sure was and….wait a second who is this, i don't remember this face being in our class, she looks a little younge.”

“Oh i'm Katsuki girlfriend.” you said, and she let out a loud gasp

“NOOOO WAYYYYY.” she said “YOU HAVE TO TELL ME HOW THAT IS, TRUTH BE TOLD KATSUKI WAS VOTED MOST LIKELY TO NEVER DATE OR MARRY.”

“Mina you are a little loud.” Momo interjected

“Ohhh sorry.” she said turning back to you “is that why you choose the orange and balck swimsuit, tell me everything.”

“You will have to excuse Mina, because she loves other people's relationships.” Momo said, and mina looked at her and gave a mischievous smile

“Speaking of relationships, how are you and Todoroki doing?” she asked

“There is nothing of that sort going on between us.”Momo said,as MIna kept pestering her for information, you decided to leave the locker room, only to see Katsuki waiting by the bench right outside of it, making you jump.

“You ready?” he asked solving an inner tube at you

“Yup, A girl named MIna showed up late.” you said, and Katsuki let out a grone, as Momo walked out looking disheveled as MIna followed and looked at katsuki.

“Still why couldnt of Jiro come?” denki said as kirishima have hima reassuring pat on the back

“Hey be lucky this many classmates were able to come

“Still jiro would have known the best music to play over the loudspeakers and holy moly of god look.” Denki said, as Kirishaim inked him on the head “ow.” “Don't go ogling the girls dude.” Kirishaim said “OH WOW MOMO YOUR MUSCLES ARE REALLY IMPRESSIVE.”

“Thank you kirishima.” she said and getting in the water

“Hey hey hey.” Mina said “i don't hear you saying my muscles are impressive.”

“Oh, well they are.” Kirishima said as Mina put him in a headlock and noggied him, at least you know where Kirishima got his sense of greeting from. Shoto was in the wave pool in an innertube with his eyes closed, he almost looked dead. Kirishima was running away from mina and jumped into the pool splashing you and Katsuki on the side, you shrugged and jumped in with the inner tube, katsuki had his feet in the pool

“Aren you coming in?” you asked

“No thanks.”Katsuki said, as you saw a blob of red under the water swimming towards Katsuki and then grabbing his nakel pulling him in, kirishiam popped his head above the water and was laughing and swimming away from his friend who was out for blood, you sighed wishing you could play along with them, when sero jumped in next to you.

“Hello again.” he said, and you gave him a polite smile

“Hello.” you said

“So i'm guessing you can't swim that well?” Sero said, you nodded, so he pulled out a piece of tape from his elbow and attached it to the tube, and started swimming, pulling you alone “Off we go.”

You were laughing as Katsuki finally got his hands on kirishima and threw him over his head and kirishima landed about a good five feet away with a loud splash, katsuki ran a hand through his hair before looking over to where you laughing was coming from, and he nearly blew a gasket. He swam over and grabbed the other side of the tube

“Hey, what do you think you are doing?” Katsuki said as he wasn't really asking

“OH hey bakugou, im hanging out, she can't swim that good so im giving her a free ride.” Sero said acting all innocent as sero pulled the tube towards him, and then katsuki pulled it back, you weren't really into the whole tug of war so you slipped out the bottom, katsuki looked down and let go causing the tube to smack Sero in the face, as he pulled you above water

“Hey what was that , you can't swim well.” Katsuki said, “Look, just get on my back.”

“Okay.” you said as you latched yourself on his back and he started swimming off

“He is so whipped.” Denki said to sero

“Haha definitely.” Sero said rubbing the red mark that was on his face, Momo was int he wave pool talking to Shoto as he just nodded his head, as mina came by with Kirishima to you and katsuki

“Hey wanna chicken fight?” she asked

“What's that?” you asked

“It's when you sit on someone's shoulders and then you try to push the other person off.” she said

“Hmm sounds interesting but I'm at a disadvantage here.” You said, “What do you think katsuk.”

“Eh.” KAtsuki said

“He is just chicken he is going to lose.” Kirishiam said

“Definitely.” MIna said

“OH you are going to regret saying that.” Katsuki said “(name) get on my shoulder now.”

“Uhh okay.” you said getting on and MIna sitting on kirishima

“Ready set...go!” she said pushing on your shoulder, oh so this was you were supposed to do, you grabbed her shoulders as Kirishima dn Katsuki were trying to remain balanced

“You are going down.” Katsuki said

“Haha you think your girlfriend can beat a pro hero.” Kirishima said, and that comment made you upset, now you want victory.

“Katsuki move back...now!” you said as mina lunged forward and Katsuki dogged her and she fell face first into the water taking kirishima face with her, they both emerged looking angry at both of your dirty tactics to win, as both of you were laughing, kirishima grabbed katsuki ankle again and dragged him under, you started splashing as Kirishima caught you.

“Katsuki let off an explosion underwater sending a stream of water smack dab into Kirishima face as he took you back, mina was laughing at Kirishima face of shook, denki was also laughing in the background.

Over all, every eventful day at the water park it was getting rather late so the pool lights came on, and katsuki was pulling you along by your arms as you were kicking your legs.

“YOu can be a perfectly good swimmer, you should practice at my pool.” Katsuki said, as sero and denki were lounging the chairs and mina and kirishima were racing down the water slide, Shotot and momo were in the lazy river.

Tsu came out from under the water and said that the park was closing soon, shoto and momo were the first to leave, maybe mina was right, something could be going on between them, or they were good friends.

Katsuki was drying your hair off as Denki kept commenting on how he wasn't doing it right and he was going to rip your hair out, sero pulled him away and the two of them left. And Kirishima had to drag Mina out since she was suggesting a  sleepover in the water park.

“Later guys, it was nice seeing you again (name).” Kirishima said

“You too.” you said and waved them off

“Byee it was nice meeting you.” Mina said

“Byee you too.” you replied, as katsuki removed the towel  from your hair

“Did you have fun today?” Katsuki asked

“SUre did, and I think I learned to swim a bit better today as well.” you said, “I'm hungry and tired though.”

“Well...i mean, if you want, i can make you something at my house and stay over, like old times...only if you want.”

“Hmmm tempting.” you said “you aren going to lock me up right.”

He flicked your forehead at that comment

“NO dumdum, remember this bracelet I'm wearing.” Katsuki aid holding his wrist up only for you to notice it was gone, then katsuki noticed it was gone as well “...fuck.”

“Uhhh katsuki where is the bracelet?” you asked

“SHit it must of fell off when i was swimming.” Katsuki said “hey frog girl i lost something in the pool!”

“What was it?” she asked

“MY nullifying bracelet.” Katsuki said 

“Oh, yeah you were wearing a bracelet when you came here, i'll go scoop out the pool for you.” she said and jumped in the water, as you are starting to get a little on edge.

“Hey, look don't worry, i've only been around you a couple of hours, I'm sure.” Katsuki said

“...you asked me if you wanted me to come to your apartment, what is that supposed to make me think when the thing is off.” you said

“Hey it wasn't like that okay, look i mean i miss you and all that sure, but i'm not going to try that bullshit again.” Katsuki said as you scooted away from him

“I think i should go in the washroom till you get it back on.” you said getting up and walking into the women washroom and sighing, you scratch the back of your head, how long was the bracelet off.

“Found it.” Tsu said handing it back to him, Katsuki quickly snached it back and put it on and let out a sigh of relief

“...thanks...look can you go in and tell her it's found.” Katsuki said, she just nodded, it was weird to see Katsuki that freaked out, she went in and found you on the bench inside

“Hey, I found that bracelet.” She said “I don't really know the whole story but it seems really important, you both seem a bit freaked out?”

“Oh you found it, thank you.” you said looking up “And yeah it's kind of a long story.”

“You had a quirk you didn't know about that makes people's emotions about you more extreme?” She asked, you nodded her head “Well at least you know that Katsuki likes you, truth be told not a lot of classmates ever thought he would be in a relationship, and when he got into a bad one we were worried, still he seemed more worried to get the thing back on.”

“Really?” you asked, she nodded

“Yup, Bakugo has been extreme his whole life however, but I'm sure even his care for you is the same as in his hero work, Bakugo has always been the type to put his 100% in everything.”

“Yeah he really is great, I'm just worried.” You said

“Well you should talk to him about it, because he had a very worried expression on his face.” She said “I am going to have to close up now, hope you two sort everything out.”

You walked out and saw Katsuki waiting by the car, you walked over

“You all good-” he started but you cut him off with a hug “why what are you doing?”

“Physical affection.” you said your words muffled by his chest “Sorry for getting so freaked out, i know that you would tell me if you were starting to feel that way again.”

“You are really dumb soemtimes.” Katsuki said, patting your head “you still wanna come over for dinner?” he asked and you nodded your head.

One step at a time you supposed 

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May I have this dance?

Queen B 

Chloe St. James x Bea Hughes 

“Oh the agony” Bea heard Zoey scream from her room. she rushed to her room to see what was going on. “what's wrong zoey?! is everything okay?!” Bea looked around her room to spot anything out of the ordinary. “i don't have a hot date to go to the gala with” she signed dramatically “do you have a date bea?” Bea shook her head , she thought about asking someone, someone unexpected but she was nervous about asking her. How would Zoey react? “Earth to Bea” Zoey frantically waved her hand in front of Bea’s face and she quickly snapped back to reality “sorry Zo, I was just thinking of who to take to the Gala” she scratched the back of her head. a smile curved on Zoey’s lips. “i have an idea, how about we try to find a date by 8:00 P.M, if we don't then we can go together as friends” sounds like a plan

Bea was walking through the school campus, computer bag on her hand, when she was stopped by none other than Poppy Min-Sinclair aka satan herself followed by her minions Chloe st. James and Veronica Lombardi “well, hello there Farmsville, looking for some mud to roll in?” ughh poppy that joke is getting old now, can you come up with something original? “ha yeah oompa loompa one and two but since Zoey isn't here that makes you, like, oompa loompa two or one” Chloe dumbly spoke. Bea tried to walk away from them but poppy pushed her back “what's wrong Farmville? cat got your tongue?” Bea stood with her arms crossed, ignoring Poppy. Poppy checked her out from head to toe, “I hope your not planning on going to the gala with those rags on, I would feel bad for your date” Veronica was just on her phone, ignoring the whole conversation meanwhile, Chloe was just standing there with her arms crossed looking dumbstruck, like always. Poppy leaned forward and said in a low voice “ just remember, just because you were invited to this gala doesn't make you special, you might be in 6th place but you will never be queen B, I am the queen” she stepped back with a smug smile, “lets go Veronica and Chloe, we got better things to do than to hang around in this trashy college campus” both girls followed poppy out of Bea’s view. these girls need some help. she walked over to sit on a bench and she pulled out her laptop and got started on her work.

...............................

Veronica and Chloe were sitting down on the living room couch, discussing the gala. “hey V?” Veronica looked up from her phone “I was just searching up some cute dresses online, should I get a red or blue one?” She showed Chloe her phone which Chloe pointed at the red dress. “its super cute but i need to ask you something” Veronica signed “is this about the pizza you were saving for today because let me just tell you, I wasn't the one who ate it also, who the hell cooks pizza on the stove, you're supposed to cook it in the oven” she shook her head and went back to her phone “It helps the environment” Chloe crossed her arms “in what world?!, Chlo, in what world?” a look of confusion spread across Chloe’s face “umm...well that is not the point, I just wanted to ask you if you know anything about who Bea is going with to the Gala?” Veronica thought for a moment “not that I know off, why?” chloe took a deep breath “because I want to ask her to the dance”

“just trust me on this, it will work” “but what if she screams at me or smacks me” Veronica facepalmed herself “why would Bea smack you? look, I know you guys have some bad history but if you are willing to make it up to her then she might just give it a chance, who knows you two might even fu-" Chloe covered her mouth "not so fast V, you are getting way ahead of yourself there" she blushed. Veronica just raised her shoulders and kept walking towards where Bea was sitting. "Good luck Chloe, I believe in you" she pushed Chloe towards Bea and ran off. When Bea saw Chloe just standing there, yeah standing like a stalker, she quickly got up and was about to leave until Chloe called after her "Bea Hughes, stop right there" she stomped towards Bea ``what the hell do you want Chloe, i got places to be right now" she said in a furious voice. "Oh really, cause i just saw you just sitting there like an idiot" she pointed towards the bench "it's called studying, of course someone as dumb as you woulnt understand" ouch. Maybe that was a little too harsh. "Look Bea, im sorry for what I said earlier about the oompa lompa thing, that was totally uncalled for so i came to apologize" Chloe gave her an adorable smile, no matter how dumb and annoying Chloe was, she sure was adorable. "Fine then apology accepted, just please don't come anywhere near me" she started leaving when once again, Chloe stopped her. Jesus christ lady just let me get back to my dorm. "I have one more thing to ask" Bea raised an eyebrow at her "I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come to the Gala with me?"

"YOU DID WHAT?!'' Zoey yelled at her. Well it wasn't much of a yell, more like a concerned question. "She forced me to go with her, plus i don't want to be rude about it, she has been nice to me the last couple of weeks'' Zoey shook her head as she took a drink from her champagne glass "honey, look, this is Chloe St. James you are talking about. Poppy's minion, poppy's second in command what would happen if she found out that you are going out with her friend" Bea knew this was going to happen, but it's not like Zoey is mad at her she is just concerned right? "Look Zoey, I know how to defend myself and how to handle it, if Poppy tries to do something I will… I dont know...ill figure it out later, but I'm going to the dance with her and that is final" she stormed towards her room and laid on her bed thinking about what she just did. What if all of this was just a trap, what if poppy told Chloe to ask her out just to humiliate her like she did with Zoey at the bacchanalia. *ding* her phone went off. It was the T. They had posted again

Good morning Belvoire

Hopefully everyone is ready and has a date for tomorrow's gala, I sure do and after what appeared to be a fight going on with wannabe and our queen Poppy, we prepare for the Gala tomorrow. After the recent events of today, we might experience some interesting things tomorrow at the gala. Nevertheless, we should all get ready. One more thing, rumors have it that wannabe is off to the Gala with one of the top 5, wonder who it could be. One thing is for sure, poppy is not going to be happy about this

Kisses,

The T 

Great now everyone knows that i'm going to the gala with one of the top 5, the good news is no knows who it is, until tomorrow

“Come on Bea, we are going to be late, plus our limo is here to pick us up” Bea ran out of the bathroom picking up her phone and wallet from the countair in the kitchen. make up, check. wallet and phone. check and check. she was nervous as hell. nervous about both Poppy and Chloe but she had to calm herself down “okay Bea, deep breath” she relaxed herself

The gala was full of rich people, Bea felt out of place already. “you okay, Bea?” she snapped back to reality. “hmm oh yeah, I have to go find Chlo, I'll see you soon” she was about to leave when Zoey graved her arm “hey, about yesterday, sorry if I was acting like a bitch, I was just worried about you that's all” Bea knew that feeling to well. “‘it's fine Zoey, I was just confused and angry about what you said” Bea smiled “well, I promise it won't happen again now go find your date, I’ll see you later and have fun” Zoey gave her a small smile and headed to a different direction. Bea was trying to find Chloe but no luck and at the same time, she was trying to avoid Poppy, now if only she had some kind of tracker, that would make her search much easier. “oh hi, Bea” she got startled and jumped, she got all defensive but she then realized it was Chloe. “oh hey, chlo, umm...nice dress” she was wearing a beautiful royal blue dress with a blue necklace. “oh do you like it, me and Veronica went to the mall to buy dresses, well she dint exactly go, I mean she did go but she didn't buy anything” as if on cue, Veronic pops up “wow newbie you look amazing, im digging the power suit” she slides her hands through the fabric, amazed by it. “You got lucky this year, Chloe. This power suit makes you look super cute” she said, still focused on Bea’s power suit. “right?! that's exactly what I Said in my mind when I saw her” Chloe exclaimed. Veronica cleared her throat, “well I should get going, I need to live stream the gala right now for those who weren't invited. have fun you two, just not too much fun” she chuckled and Chloe blushed. “so how are you liking the gala so far?” bea nervously asked “it's fun so far, I think, Oh look there is Carter right there” she pointed towards Carter who just walked through the main doors “want to go say hi?” Bea froze up as soon as she saw poppy staring at her with an evil look, she got nervous “you go talk to him, I’ll go get us some drinks, tell him I said hi” she nodded and headed to a different direction. this was weird, usually Bea isn't scared of poppy, she always schools her ass. “what do you want now poppy” she scoffed “you're the one who came towards me” Bea crossed her arms “you’re the one who gave me the stink eye, so it's obvious you want to talk to me” poppy got closer to her. “I see that you are trying to steal Chloe away from me, dumb old Chloe. But i won't let you, you can't take away my posse from me, because I am the queen here” she stepped back with an evil grin, she looked so much like satans companion “what's wrong poppy? scared that this little piggy is going to blow down your house, scared that you might lose without your posse” she confidently said. “you don't know me Farmville, i'm a Min-Sinclair, us Sinclairs usually get what we want. think of me as a goddess and you as a filthy peasant” Bea let out a small laugh “are you sure because all I see is a pathetic Bitch looking for excuses to be rude towards others, might be the reason why Veronica and Chloe hate your ass”  Poppy started getting defensive “watch your mouth wannabe, you don't want to piss me off” she got tense “whatever you say Poppy, but just so you know, I won't let you ruin this night for me” poppy stormed off. the look on her face was priceless. Bea went over to where Chloe was “so no drinks?” she asked “sorry, I had to go deal with someone” she raised an eyebrow “never mind that” Bea extended her hand towards her, “May I have this dance Ms. St. James” she shook her head “finally, I was waiting forever” she took her hand and Bea led her towards the dance floor. “You know, I never thought I would be going to the dance with you, I thought I was going to be stuck alone, until Veronica encouraged me to ask you to the Gala” Bea let out a polite smile “you by yourself? Someone as beautiful as you shouldnt have a hard time finding a date” Bea signed “You were actually my first choice on who to go to the gala. I never brought myself to ask you since I thought you hated me” they swayed along the music “okay cut the romantic crap-I mean I still hate you Newbie but I thought I should give you a chance” Chloe blushed “no you love me, I knew you would warm up to me eventually” “yes- I mean no...stop confusing me” Bea laughed. “I rest my case” As they danced, Chloe started getting closer to her “you know I never had this much fun ever since the Bacon-alia” Bea let out a small chuckle, god she was adorable “you mean bacchanalia?” Chloe nodded “yes that's it, I think” they danced the night away in pure bliss. making Bea forget about everything. forgetting all about poppy, the ranks, the gala and just focused on her and Chloe together. dancing the night away

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Always Something There To Remind Me [Part: 4]

summary: Home is where the heart is. You’re working on finding yours. After a handful of misfortunes, your old friend Joe helps to unravel life’s greatest mystery while adding a bit of extra grief to the mix.

warnings: Some fun, a little angst, and a whole lot of mixed feeling!

w/c: 6k

a/n: We’ve reached the halfway mark of this story! I hope you enjoy this update. Let me know what you think, lovies!

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Part 5

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The spring was blossoming to life and after your fair share of sulking, you went on the hunt for a job. Funeral expenses and travel had cleaned out your account, and you needed income. In the local mall, you scored part-time at a tiny flower shop. A lovely couple of old men owned the place and handled deliveries, insisting your only job was to sit behind the register and wait for customers to buy something.

There were plenty of shoppers, but even more spare time to listen to podcasts and text Tegan. You were in the middle of sending your friend photos of the floral arrangement one of your bosses let you mess around with over lunch break, when a familiar voice floated past your counter.

“Oh my God!”

Lacy Duval was standing in front of you with a strangely excitable grin and a perfect ponytail flowing from underneath a Yankees ballcap. Oh my God was right.

“Hello, Lacy.” You gave her a cagey smile. There was no reason not to be polite, but something about the girl really got under your skin.

“I saw you here on my way to Urban Outfitters and I couldn’t not say hello.” The girl was pretty. It almost blinded you to look right at her. But she’d taken to leaning against the counter to shove her smile in your face.

“Well, hello.” You offered once more. “Please, don’t let me get in the way of your shopping.” You nearly plead, glancing past her, willing another customer to show up.

“Oh, no I work at Urban. I totally don’t mind clocking in a few minutes late.” Lacy giggled like this was some kind of big, secret, inside joke. You only let out a very nervous chuckle, afraid if you opened your mouth again you would be a little too rude. Lacy leaned against your register for five solid minutes, gabbing on about the mall and the people she worked with and how she’d never see you here before.  All while looking over her shoulder and around yours, like she had somewhere better to be. That’s what stopped you from dropping your guard and actually listening to what Lacy had to drone on about.

She left with a reluctant sigh and you wondered how she justified talking to you for so long with absolutely nothing to say. You shook it off in a hurry, going back to your texts with Tegan and selling a few promposal bouquets near the end of your shift.

Except after then, something horrific happened. For the next two weeks, Lacy kept coming in to say hello. Every. Single. Day. She even learned your schedule and made a habit of stopping in to greet you before her shifts across the mall started. And for a while, you didn’t totally mind the tradition. She kept it up so long, with a pleasant smile. She must have really wanted to talk to you, right? But by her fifth visit, her all too obvious intentions were finally brought to light.

“So how’s Joe, then?” Lacy kept her smile wide and her eyes glued on yours.

“Oh, you know, some kind of superstar.” You half-joked, almost through your teeth. Joe was off with his castmates, winning awards and attending red carpet parties. You couldn’t have been happier for him. He deserved a bit of fun after the winter was so cruel. You just didn’t like that Lacy was asking.

“He’s always been popular but he’s properly famous now, isn’t he?” Lacy pointed out, giddy. “Every time I post a photo with him I swear I gain at least a hundred more followers!” She practically swooned.

It took every ounce of your strength not to throw your head back and groan out loud. Yeah, he was an actor. Yeah, he was good- and recognized for it. You’d had this conversation more times with more people than you ever really realized was possible.  And if ever he dared mention your old pal, Kris always referred to Joe as “that famous friend of yours.” Was Joe’s celebrity really all that mattered to anyone? What about his favorite Chinese food, or his theory about the end of Easy Rider? He was a motherfucking person.

And just when you thought it couldn’t get much worse, it got so much worse.

You had just closed up shop, paying no mind to the last-minute mall rats who still bustled around the other open storefronts. Before you could make your way too far past the flower shop, someone tapped you on the shoulder.

It was Joe, who proceeded to wrap you in a big hug the moment you registered his surprise presence.

He was gone for what felt like longer than ever before, but he looked way more happy to see you now, than the last time you reunited. You threw your arms around his shoulders and he lifted you off the ground for a moment, exchanging merry hello’s.

“Alright, alright! We have a guest.” Joe set you back on your feet, gesturing to a very tall and happy looking fellow you recognized from many photos.

“Gwilym.” You proudly smiled up to him, confirming you knew of him well enough to be happy to see him here now. 

“Y/n!” He pointed at you, as if this meeting were a long time coming.

Joe went on to explain how Gwilym had been staying with him the past couple of days after all the press tours and premiers were over. And how they drove all the way back here to Joe’s measly hometown because his mother insisted they both stop over for brunch, so she could get the chance to see Joe’s friend. Apparently, she adored Gwilym. You could see why, even just having met the guy, he oozed a certain gentle charm.

Joe knew to find you here at the mall, because you’d kept up your promise of sending the occasional text message update when something more than mundane happened in each of your lives. You listened to him and Gwilym yammer on about how exciting the past couple of months had been for them, taking a beat to notice how good Joe looked. There was a light in his eyes you hadn’t seen since you’d been back in the states.

And then you saw her. Lacy was leaving her shift down the way. You watched her realize just exactly who was talking to you, stop, and turn in a very big hurry in your direction.

“Joey!” She shrieked, rushing up to your best friend. Gwilym was practically shoved aside by the girl on her mission to invade Joe’s personal space. What was even more unsettling was how Joe seemed glad to see her. He pulled her into a friendly embrace that she squealed during. Even though you and Gwilym had just met, the two of you shared a befuddled expression trying to reason why you’d both been left on the sidelines all of a sudden.

Even when Joe pointed to Gwilym, introducing the strangers to each other, Lacey didn’t dare turn her gaze from Joe. She didn’t miss a beat as she went on saying;

“I’m so glad you’re here! So listen, my sisters are throwing this big party and I promised them I’d get you to come. I wanna show you off!” Lacy swayed in place, looking up to Joe through her fake lashes.

“Oh, wow uh sure, when is it?” Joe smiled, pulling his phone from his pocket as you crossed your arms, realizing you were invisible to her now. Lacy gave Joe the details and had the nerve to sweep her eyes over you as she skipped away. What the fuck? She’d spent all month popping in to “say hello” to little old you, but now that Joe was around you’d become irrelevant. She was only trying to get to Joe and you knew it all along, but you were still fuming at her disregard for you during the past couple minutes.

“That was weird.” Joe realized with a shrug, watching Lacy walk away. You knew if you responded you’d only blow a gasket, and luckily Joe was interested in moving on. Gwilym stood watching on in near comical horror as Joe snapped everyone back to business.

“Alright, listen this is very important.” Joe grabbed your shoulders, wearing another hopeful grin. “I want you to come back and stay with us, this weekend. But the thing is you need to say yes right now, cause we’ve got to leave right now.” Joe nodded. You realized he was serious or he wouldn’t have tracked you down at the mall, with the excitable, dashing Gwilym in tow.

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Gwilym was put to work charming the socks off your mother as Joe raced you up the stairs to help pack your bags. He was desperate to make it to some very specific pizza place before it closed for the night. You just laughed as he threw your clothes into an old JanSport, before stealing it from his grasp to finish packing your thing; full of mostly new clothes you splurged on with your first big paycheck. As you packed them to wear, you felt strangely like life was finally taking a turn for the better.

When you scurried back down the stairs, Gwilym had managed to make a cup of tea and was busy trading some recipe with your mother who was sad to see him go. Joe rushed the pair of you out the door and off onto an adventure.

Gwilym insisted you take the passenger seat on the way to the city and begged you to expose the depths of your Spotify playlist, from the back. The car ride was spent laughing about the musical phases you’d all gone through, and rocking out to the classics everyone loved.

“Hey, this is fun.” It hit you as you gazed at the cars zooming past the speed limit on either side of the freeway, and you didn’t feel usually dreadful. You let the comment slip out without thinking about it, without thinking of Gwilym in the back who might have wondered why you’d be shocked to find a road trip suddenly appealing.

But Joe knew, and he smiled as if to disguise a frown. He seemed to get this same strange look on his face when you even slightly alluded to your recent past.

“John told me what happened, why didn’t you?” Joe asked, quietly, worriedly.

Oh, yeah. Your car slid off the road last month.

“I didn’t want to make a big deal about it.” You shrugged, almost too much like a little kid. But you caught a glimpse of Gwilym in the back, pretending not to notice the shift in conversation. So you reached to turn the music up, and Joe reached for your hand.

Then you all declared this weekend was to be dedicated to nothing but having fun.

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You made it to the city in time to hurry into Joe’s favorite pizza place an hour before closing, where you and Gwilym played the basic twenty questions of getting to know each other. And there was no stopping the way you each roasted Joe into oblivion, making him laugh all the while.

Joe’s apartment looked different than it had in all the photos you’d seen. The walls were decorated in old family photos and there were plenty of knickknacks you recognized from the years gone by, and some you didn’t. Stepping foot into his home felt strangely invasive, and you felt funny for wishing you’d been here more times than just this once.

You thought it was only natural that Gwilym took the only guest bedroom. The guy was one hundred feet tall, and you had no business taking up Joes spare California King. But Gwilym insisted the couch was just fine by him, and it was a big sofa after all. All of his bags seemed to be resting in an armchair nearby, anyhow. You couldn’t justify arguing, and soon you were shutting yourself into the spare room with sleep on your mind.

That was until rain pelted against the sealed window next to you, and you swore you saw a draft blew the blinds back. You cursed your hasty packing. You’d only grabbed an oversized tshirt instead of a sweater. After a moment of bringing your bare knees to your chest to get warm, desperate times called for desperate measures.

The apartment was dark, and Gwilym was peacefully sleeping on the L shaped sofa, borrowed knitted throw blankets decorated across his form. The glow from the streetlamp outside the kitchen window provided enough light for you to tiptoe toward Joe’s room, where soft yellow light seeped through the bottom of the door. Was he still up, too?

You knocked softly, in case he was asleep and your silly request wasn’t meant to matter. But you heard a shuffled from close beyond the door, and soon it creaked open.

“What’s up?” Joe asked, seemingly a little surprised to see you, but it was hard to read his face in the dim doorway.

“I just forgot a sweatshirt. Could I borrow one?” You asked sheepishly, folding your arms out of shyness and a bit of a chill.

“Yeah of course.” Joe breathed in sharply, turning on his feet toward his closet. The door creaked open further and you noticed Joe rub his eyes, before reaching to grab an old college sweatshirt. What was up with him tonight?

“Hey…” You cautiously began, slipping into the room and clicking the door shut. “Are you alright?” You padded toward your friend as he barely turned toward the sound of your voice.

“Uh,” Joe seemed to decide as he gently shoved his sweatshirt toward your grasp. You instinctively held it to your chest but dropped it the moment Joe turned away and started drifting toward his bed. Before he could totally answer your question he started to cry. The second you registered his snivels you darted toward where Joe stood quickly falling to piece. Then he began to explain himself.

“We said our goodbyes and everything, I shouldn’t still be so sad.” Joe croaked, covering his face with his hands so you couldn’t see his broken expression. But you felt the weight of his sadness stomp your heart out.

“You just miss him, Joe. It’s okay to miss him.” You missed his dad too, but saying so seemed selfish. Joe was still catching his breath under his hands as you pulled him toward his bed where the covers were already turned down.

You laid him down and wasted no time curling up next to him, pulling his head toward your shoulder. Joe sheepishly latched onto you while he steadied his breathing, and neither of you spoke. You just smoothed down his hair while he grabbed onto you. Joe was stronger than before.

“You are cold.” Joe noticed, chucking a little into your hair. But you sort of forgot your reason for coming in his room or the goosebumps that decorated your bare legs. You were completely comfortable in his arms. His embrace made you warmer than any sweatshirt ever could. You felt attached to him, but simultaneously cautious of the affection, you didn’t deserve this kind of all-encompassing comfort. Why was Joe’s embrace so much more multiplexed than it had been some odd years ago?

Joe was quiet, but the silence was heavy with whatever was on his mind. You could tell he wanted to say something more, but he never did. You lay together in understanding silence, trying to unravel your tangled thoughts about it all. But the effort made you tired and you drifted off there with Joe.

You woke up later, completely unsure of the time, but noticing the sun had yet to rise. Joe was still lying against you, now in peaceful sleep. You almost felt bad for squirming out from under him. You would hate to disrupt him, and his body was warm against yours. But you knew you couldn’t stay. Tiptoeing toward his door, you scooped up the previously abandoned college sweatshirt, squeezed through the door and back down the hall to the guest room. It was still cold, maybe even colder now.

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Later that morning you awoke to a clattering from the kitchen. You slid some short on under Joe’s sweatshirt and ran your fingers through your hair before padding out of the guest room to discover what was happening.

Joe and Gwil were dressed for the day, drifting around the kitchen, arguing over something like an old married couple.

“Good morning mom and dad.” You snickered, grabbing your bottle of water from the night before, and watching Joe and his friend point to the oven. Joe shot you a look but turned his gaze back to Gwilym to finish the argument.

“If the fork comes out clean, it’s ready!” Joe pointed to the oven.

“Yeah, but you stuck it in the side, not the middle! You gotta go for the middle!” Gwilym argued. You took a sip of water and watched on in amusement. Had they really woken up and headed straight into baking something?

Joe turned to you, making some kind of whine as if pleading for you to help him prove his point. But Gwilym was right.

“He’s right.” You pointed your bottle toward Gwil who proudly sauntered behind the island to join you there.

“Ha!” Gwilym boasted.

“Ha? That’s the best you’ve got?” Joe playfully jabbed.

“It’s Welsh for ‘fuck off I’m right.’” Gwilym falsely reported, trying to save his comeback. Hey, that was good. You might steal that one. Joe laughed but looked at you with that same funny little micro-expression like he couldn’t choose between horror or sadness. But you couldn’t help go on smiling.

“You’re from there, right? Wales?” You moved your eyes toward Gwilym, who leaned against the counter toward you.

“Well no. Me mum is. I’m a fraud.” Gwil rose a brow and made you chuckle.

“Well, that’s a shame. We could have had our own secret language.” You gently admitted. Gwil kept a curious eye on you as he moved to sit next to you.

“You speak Welsh?” He asked, reaching for his cup of coffee across the island.

“I lived there for a while.” You shrugged.

“What the hell! Joe’s talked for ages about you but never mentioned that.” Gwilym cast a befuddled glance to Joe across the room.  Joe talked about you back when you weren’t talking to each other? He was occupying himself with putting a couple of dishes away. You couldn’t read his face when he stepped closer toward the opposite side of the island. Joe responded by lifting his phone in the air and snapping a photo of you and Gwilym in the middle of the morning lit kitchen.

“What was that for?” Gwilym laughed.

“Something to remember you by when the oven catches on fire because we left this damn dessert in too long.” Joe fanned his hands around. You laughed out loud, utterly delighted to be amidst the chaos. You’d missed this side of Joe. His wit and spunk had sort of all but fizzled out through the winter. It was nice to see he hadn’t lost his touch.

The photo he took was accidentally wonderful. The bright kitchen looked like heaven around you and Gwilym, sleepily leaning on the counter.

“I’ve got to post this! Or do you want too?” Gwilym asked, pointing to the picture on your phone. You had an Instagram but scarcely used the platform outside of admiring other people’s posts. Something about how excited Gwilym became and how pretty the picture was made you excited to open the old dusty application. You sent the photo to yourself and posted it to your Instagram without hesitation. It looked like the start of something new. The bright white photo stood out among the rest of your grainy theme, mostly filled with photos of you and Tegan from the pub in Wales. You tagged Gwilym and Joe.

///

That day became a game of sneaking candid photos of each other. You snuck up on each other as you strolled through the city streets and snapped shots of one another buying ice creams and looking in storefronts. But the game got out of hand. Gwilym took one photo of Joe when he was least expecting it, as he was standing on his tiptoes to reach for something in a candy store you’d fallen into the trap of. Gwilym decided it was blackmail, and then the game was on. You got a photo of Gwilym taking a massive bite of lunch and Joe got one of you making some dumb face as you had to wait in line to use the restroom.

All the while, you felt hyper aware of your surroundings and started to take more photos of stickers on light poles and titles of books that were far too expensive but probably cheaper on resale somewhere. You watched Joe open a picture book of old school baseball players. You couldn’t help but snap a shot of the way he held the book open upon the stack of others. His long fingers ghosting over the pages like a treasure. The sun casting patterns across the scene.

“What is happening to you?” Joe laughed at your newfound hobby.

“We’re having fun, remember? I am anyway.” You chuckled, raising your camera inches from his face to snap a photo and giving him a mischievous grin before you scurried away. Joe’s laughter followed you out of the shop and all around the city.

//

That night Joe hyped you and Gwilym up into getting a little dressed up and going to a bar after dinner. Luckily the newer purchases you packed included a nice enough dress. Then you ended up at a piano bar. Something stuttered in your heart when you noticed the excitement in Joe’s eye’s as they peered into yours. You hadn’t played the piano since you sold your keyboard a couple of years ago. You barely even thought of playing, actually. But Joe clearly had picked this place for a reason, with the knowledge that it had always been your dream.

The piano bar was complete with green naugahyde and mahogany wood, totally stuck out of time but still classy somehow. The crowd varied in age, and you were charmed to find a girl younger than you playing the baby grand on the risen velvet stage.

You, Joe and Gwil sat in the middle of the room, at a cozy table. You ordered dark drinks and listened to each other’s stories while other peoples chatter blurred into the background. Joe ordered something fruity with a straw and held it in front of you, insisting you try it. You took a sip and looked to your friend with wide eyes to confirm it was super good. Gwilym snapped a photo of the two of you then.

“Awe, see, that’s the opposite of blackmail!” You chuckled.

“Or is it?” Gwilym shot you a menacing grin as he stood to order a new drink at the bar. Before you could decode his secret message, a voice caught your attention.

A nice looking gentleman with a German accent tapped on the microphone at the front of the stage as your friend walked away.

“Tonight we are inviting you lovely crowd to come up and play if you know how, or even just want to. Don’t be shy, but do take turns!” The man encouraged, slinking off stage while waving for the crowd to get up and muck about.

“You should.” Joe leaned forward, speaking quietly just to you. His soft gaze made your heart crack a little. You weren’t about to do that. But you almost wanted to, just because of how excited he looked. Had he known this was going to happen? Or was he just dazzled by the hands of fate opening this random door?

“Oh, I don’t know.” You shrugged sitting up a little. Joe did the same, following your gaze. “I haven’t played uh… for a while.”

“Oh, really?” Joe frowned. You didn’t want to disappoint him. You knew he chose this place just for you. But you couldn’t lie.

“I sold my keyboard years ago.” You sorrily shrugged, recalling the time you had no other choice to pay rent. And realizing now that you never told Joe out of some kind of shame. You’d moved overseas with big plans to play, and they all crumbled around you.

“Oh…” Joe bit his lip and got that look in his eye that you realized he always got at the mention of Wales.

“Okay listen.” You turned to Joe, gently demanding his attention. You’d had enough wine to delve into this conversation. And you had finally become fed up with how Joe always seemed more upset that you at the mention of your past.

“Kris and I were like… broken up or something for like, months near the end. Things weren’t good. All I’m saying is that things with him were over before they ended for real. And I don’t miss him. I don’t. I know I should. That’s what keeps me up at night. But I don’t miss him. So please don’t look at me like I’ve lost everything.” You spoke, reaching out touch Joe’s arm. He uncrossed them and turned to face you then with an answer.

“What happened to your 'it’s okay to be sad’ speech from last night?” Joe furrowed his brow, speaking a little louder than you had been to get his point across. But you didn’t feel better for talking about this, like you thought you might.

“This-” You sighed a groan, wanting to suddenly move far away from this topic. “This is different. My life in Wales died when Kris did, okay?” You decided, getting a little angry at the end of your sentence. You wanted to move on. That’s when Gwilym reappeared, a new drink in hand.

“Should we… maybe call it a night?” The lean Brit suggested, glancing between you and Joe. Your friend looked like he had more to say, but you couldn’t go on talking about it all tonight.

“No!” You demanded. “Sit down right now so we can have fun!” You’d gotten your first taste of good times after fearing they’d never come again, and you weren’t ready to give them up.

“This place is beautiful and I’m glad you picked it out, Joe.” You looked to him sincerely and his once-troubled expression softened. You hadn’t realized you left your hand on his knee until his fingers rested on top of yours.

///

After a few rounds of drinks and jokes about things you missed laughing about, you found yourself locked away in Joe’s guest room for the second night in a row; comfy in the sweatshirt you once asked to borrow (now sort of taken hostage.) Your phone rang as you turned down the bed, and you answered right away.

“Helllooo!” Tegan chirped from the other line right away, like she’d been waiting on to hear from you for weeks on end.

“What have I missed this time?” You laughed, snuggling against a heap of pillows.

“Me! You’ve missed me. Actually, I suddenly feel like I’m the one missing out.” Tegan playfully scoffed on the other line.

“Well, of course, I miss you but what are you talking about?” You wondered. Tegan knew the only activities that filled your days were sleeping, working and occasionally seeing Joe.

“I’m talking about the dreamboat in your Instagram post! What kind of bender are you on? Does he have a hot brother or would he be interested in-”

“Oh, God.” You cut her off with a laugh, afraid of what she might say next. “He’s Joe’s friend from the movie. And that’s all.”

“So he’s single and ready to dial my number then?”

“Well, he is Welsh.” You chided.

“I know, I stalked his profile long before this interrogation.”

“So then what’s with the twenty questions?” You laughed. Tegan never failed to keep you guessing.

“I was trying to get you to admit you miss me and this place so much that you’d found a tall handsome fellow to bring you back round.”

“No, no I’ll come back on my own someday, dear.”

“I know.” Tegan lowered her voice as if someone else might have been listening.

“I’ve got to find my sea legs though, yeah? I haven’t had a nightmare in a couple of weeks.” You proudly state, tossing the covers over your legs.

“That’s because you’re living the dream, honey,” Tegan stated, as if she really meant it, as if it wasn’t a joke.

After chatting a while longer about how she’d been managing the pub without you and filling you in on the happenings about the quaint little Welsh town, you had to call it a night when your eyes could hardly stay open.

After you hung up, your phone buzzed a few times in a row. Who could possibly try to be getting ahold of you now? You checked to find a notification from Instagram, about a new follower. Assuming Gwilym had just finally got around to liking the photo you posted featuring him, you went to go admire it one last time. But before your eyes focused on the photo in question, a shocking number arose from your notification button.

You had hundreds more followers and more than a thousand likes on your newest photograph. below hundreds of comments.

y'all are so CUTE!

Why is Joe tagged?

Is that his sister?

Where is Joe?

Oh shit, you thought. These boys really mattered to people who didn’t know them. They found you all because you’d tagged Gwilym and Joe. They wanted to know why Joe was tagged. They cared. The astounding influx of followers and likes alarmed you for a few seconds, as you stared at your profile, wondering if you should delete everything. But why? You were proud to finally have something to post about that wasn’t old a grey.

Just as you thought of closing out the app, another notification popped up, unlike all the rest. Joe had tagged you in a photo. He’d just posted the picture of the two of you that Gwilym had taken at the piano bar. The one of you drinking from the glass Joe is holding while you’re looking at each other. In his caption, only a couple of music note emojis.

///

Gwilym left the next afternoon, with a long face and a suitcase full of New York souvenirs. You hugged him for a long time at the loading gates of the airport and laughed when he lifted Joe off the ground for a hug of his own. You weren’t sure if you’d ever see Gwil again, because that’s how life worked. But instead of worrying over it, you felt happy to have gotten to know him.

Joe started the long drive back to your hometown. He blabbered on about how he needed to help his mom with something anyway so he was glad you came along in the first place, just so he could drop you back off again. But you started to feel bad about how long you’d spent mucking about Joe’s flat and wasting his newly valuable time.

“I can drive a little, if you want.” You nervously offered to spare him a little while of responsibility.

“Do you want to?” Joe shot a curious glance your way as he drove out of the city.

“I don’t mind.” Because, no you didn’t really want to. But you would.

“It’s okay,” Joe assured, settling back against his seat, both hands on the wheel.

“Well, then I can give you gas money, yeah?” You thought. You were suddenly desperate to pay him back somehow for the weekend.

“No,” Joe laughed unbelievably. “Why are you being weird?” He was still chuckling.

“Because! This weekend you’ve been absolutely way too generous. So let me do something for you! Are you hungry? I’ll get us dinner.” You waved your hands to make your point and turned to face Joe from the passenger seat.

“I guess I could eat, yeah.” Joe smiled, nodding his head toward the road as he drove. You were a couple of hours away from home, and thirty minutes from a few good stops.

“Alright! Cheesecake Factory. No buts! Step on it!”

“Do you have Stockholm Syndrome?” Joe outlandishly quizzed. You laughed. “Do I have Stockholm Syndrome?”

Joe continued to imagine insane scenarios all the way to the Cheesecake Factory. You skipped inside together and put your name in at the desk. There were three other families ahead of you in line, and a big party that had followed in just behind you and Joe. You didn’t mind the wait, and leaned against the wall next to Joe, clutching the restaurant buzzer in your fist.

“We’re going to tell them it’s your birthday, so get ready.” You smiled as if you were kidding, but you weren’t. There was a deep desperation in you that demanded you shower Joe with the kind of attention he’d shown you this weekend, and always now that you thought about it. You were tired of sulking. You were ready to get back to the way things should have always been.

“Why can’t we tell them it’s yours?” Joe jabbed your side, his sparkling eyes looking into yours with a question.

“Because tonight is very special all about you night.” You reminded as if this had always been clear.

“Alright well, I want to tell them it’s your birthday.” Joe decided, imitating a snotty brat, sticking his nose in the air as if to make his decision final. Just as you started to laugh and curse at him, someone snaked their way through the waiting area packed with people and stopped in front of you.

“You two!” A voice rang. You were looking at Joe when you heard it, and watched his eyes turn in recognition. A girl with mousy brown hair dyed blue at the tips stood in front of you, and she looked the same as she had in high school.

“Keeley!” You practically shrieked, pushing yourself from the wall to wrap her in a hug. Keeley was one of your closest friends from high school. She would invite you over to play guitar hero and help you cheat on homework. When you weren’t riding bikes around town with Keeley, you were usually with Joe, but on many treasured occasions you could be found at the baseball diamond as a trio, when her little brother was on the same team as Joe’s brother.

“I didn’t realize you were back in town.” Joe hugged the girl after you had your turn. She went to Chicago after graduating and you slowly stopped texting each other long-winded updates over the years, even forgoing checking in on social media. But there didn’t seem to be any hard feelings.

“I didn’t realize either of you were back in the country!” Keeley laughed, looking between you and Joe.

“Oh, God I’m sorry, babe-” Keeley turned around and wrapped her fingers around someone’s wrist. “This is my fiance Rebeca.” Keeley beamed a smile at a woman with big brown eyes and a timid smile.

“This is Y/N, who I will always be indebted to for getting kicked off the volleyball team when she took the blame for the time I slashed the principal’s tires.” Keeley fawned over you as you shook your head in remembrance.

“And this is Joe, our resident movie star and the only person who has ever beaten me at Scrabble.” Keeley gestured to Joe as her fiance cocked her head. You knew that look. Joe did too.

“Hey- weren’t you in that Queen movie?” Rebeca pointed up to Joe with a smirk. He let himself smile and started to give a coy nod as he turned his eyes toward you, for some reason.

“That’s why you were so excited to see it, huh?” Rebeca turned to Keeley and your old high school friend started to laugh.

“I’ll always go see your movies, Maz. I’ll even sit through shitty cop shows just to see that cute face of yours. You’re really good, ya know that?” Keeley gave Joe a playful punch in the arm when your buzzer started to go off.

“I’m still much better at Scrabble than anything else.” He smiled.

“Man, we’re being summoned.” You frowned, holding the timer in view.

“Call next time you’re in town!” Joe demanded toward the girls, preparing to follow you toward the desk. You reached out to give Keeley a quick hug. You waved to Rebeca and assured it was nice to meet her as the ladies turned to leave.

“Come on, birthday boy.” You grinned, looping your arm through Joes and foiling his plans to foil yours.

“It’s your birthday? Happy birthday!” Rebeca called over her shoulder.

“Thank you.” Joe sighed through his teeth, dragged you away giving you a look that made you laugh out loud. You totally won whatever game you were playing tonight.

But just nanoseconds before Keeley and Rebeca were out of earshot, you heard your friend’s fiance gush “They were so cute together!”

But you were too distracted by a friendly hostess to let the distant comment sink in.

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[cruddyborderlandstheories]

i walk in 20 hours late sipping a starbucks hot cocoa

i don’t like coffee

promethea!!! 

awwwwww yis

tl;dr: uhh wow i talked a lot today, sorry. Mostly about whatever the fuck that thing Rhys is handing us is, how it ties into the dig site we see like maybe it’s a piece to activate it, maybe the dig site isn’t a Vault but instead a teleporter or something and needs multiple pieces to activate. so i guess kinda like a Vault but not that kind of Vault. Also if said dig site is actually on Promethea because that’s, like, DEFINITELY Elpis behind it. and like, okay, maybe we used the giant space gun to destroy the asteroid fields and make room for elpis and teleport elpis there, or maybe we teleported the dig site to pandora because it needs to be opened since Moon = Key and maybe Promethea’s moon was destroyed by the giant space gun (TM) and turned into asteroid belt, or maybe the dig site was always ON pandora and it’s not actually a Vault (because the Map would have pointed it out), but still. lots of possibilities here. oh and i go over the Battleborn easter egg and talk about Tannis is Not What She Seems (and pray she won’t end up being evil bc I love her) and I wanna believe the Eridians sent that message, not the cult ‘cause fuck those guys they probably can’t see the future they probably just adopted the name. also I ramble about how gorgeous this planet is for like... 30 minutes. but damn it really is pretty.

man this was a fun thing to wake up to and then have to wait like 8 hours to actually fully take a look at lmao

“Home to the Atlas corporation headquarters, Promethea is a metropolitan world covered in futuristic towers of chrome and glass. A recent siege by Maliwan has turned the urban environment into a warzone; their mechanized infantry patrol the streets, rodent/insect hybrids known as Ratches infest the sewers and back-alleys, and the Children of the Vault are seizing the opportunity to recruit displaced and disgruntled citizens. Atlas CEO Rhys Strongfork is getting desperate.“

“... Children of the Vault are seizing the opportunity to recruit displaced and disgruntled citizens”.

yeah that’s the most important part of this description for me. I really really like the idea of that, and it could tie into the whole Mayhem is Coming tagline for the game as, like many people have speculated, the Mayhem we hear about is the spreading of the cult/the psychos across the universe. A very interesting tie-in to the marketing campaign, as it’s clear we’re now the target of this cult propaganda, like the citizens of Promethea are (were? this is all past-tense since marcus is telling this story, isn’t it?)... like the citizens of Promethea were.

And we know that Atlas is trying to protect the citizens in the tunnels, so it’d be really interesting to see the two get into a direct conflict over a group of citizens. Like Lorelei tells us it's a hostage situation or whatever and we run in and it’s more of a brainwashing situation. Worse if the citizens decided to switch over without any brainwashing. oof.

im also curious about the number of hexagons we see on Promethea. The shapes look identical to the ones on Pandora’s page, so I’m curious if this is an accurate representation of how many areas will be on each planet.

just sayin’.

We do know that Pandora has more than those 3 listed areas (from Supmatto’s new video! can’t believe i missed the stream. ah well.)

“Covenant Pass”. I wanna believe this is near the area where we go find Sanctuary-III, at the very least that one tunnel-y area?

you know the one

this one, it’s right next to Sanc-III afterall.

Also thinking it may not be the name of a huge area, but instead the name of one of the smaller areas within that area? like the ones where when you discover it you get experience points? yeah.

the name makes me think this is someway related to the CoV cause of the word ‘covenant’, an agreement. We also know this area is directly near this one bandit camp which I’ve theorized before is a sun smasher camp

(you can see the back of sanctuary-III near both areas) 

so it’s possible there was an agreement made and both could pass freely through that one tunnel, or the twins were able to build that wall close to this camp. idk, just spitballing ideas.

So then it is possible there’s only 3ish areas on Pandora, but I really hope not unless they are BIG areas. There are most likely more than 3.

oh but we’re here to discuss Promethea

sorry i forgot.

For Promethea we got the Titan Skyway, the Atlas Campus, and the Meridian Seaport.

Titan Skyway reads to me like that giant road we keep seeing in the trailers 

like this one, which is giving me huge Bloodshot Stronghold (Damtop) vibes. Which is one of my favorite levels to play as melee Zer0 with execute and many must fall so... please let this be what i think it is. i may end up running that map just for funsies at the end of the game. mm if it didn’t take running the actual bloodshot stronghold every time i wanted to play the damtop level, i’d be running it all the time. sigh.

Atlas Campus immediately made me think of the Meridian Metroplex, but that’s definitely not it. In the instagram trailer we see Rhys on the ‘Atlas HQ rooftop’ with Zer0, so I’m gonna imagine Rhys is somewhere in the Atlas Campus.

Now if this is like an actual college campus, which i don’t think gearbox would do due to the implications, that’d be wild. I heard they had a mall designed for somewhere in the meridian metroplex, but we’re probably not actually allowed inside. which makes me sad, but also it probably holds no significance on the story. but then again... neither did caustic caverns. hmmmmmmmmm

oh also rhys is holding

whatever the fuck this is

uhhhhhhh... huhhhhh...

tbh i legitimately thought this was their attempt at macgyvering a vault key at first lmao

i know it’s a mission object because it has those glitteries, but... it reminds me a bit of Gortys’s core but i really don’t think that’s it. maybe another Atlas project to try and open a Vault? It just doesn’t look Eridian to me.

then again

this appears to be at the eridian dig site so... maybe it actually is Eridian. Definitely new to me.

some way to get inside the Vault area maybe? I can’t imagine that’s the actual Vault Key, because the one we see in the We Are Mayhem trailer doesn’t match.

you know i’ve been thinking more about vault colors

this one appears pink which... alright. maybe something to do with seraphs/seraph crystals.

The bl1 Vault was blue, the bl2 Vault was purple, the Vault of the Sentinel was... purple? blue? pink? all of the above? ... bisexual? tbqh there was a LOT going on there lol. wasn’t the Vault of the traveler yellow? either way

the big question here is: does each Vault have its own color scheme?

I wonder what that means since the Vault Mey has turned red now... it’s probably leading us to the big boy. the Vault to end all Vaults. 

now wouldn’t that be fun

right back to Promethea sorry

final listed area we get is called the Meridian Seaport. Which, if you know me, has got me all like 👀👀👀👀👀👀

water area? why yes PLEASE

i was actually talking to someone on reddit about said ‘seaport’ and it got me wondering if maybe this area is where we’ll find that one car from the Mask of Mayhem trailer. 

i can’t imagine what else those wing-like things on the side would be for. but i am definitely not a car person, like the closest i get is being a fan of Transformers, so maybe someone can enlighten me.

I am wondering if this area is the one we see in the instagram trailer with Moze

here

also i know we see water near where we find Zer0 in the demo, but that’s not really a dock area, more just a viewpoint. this has me thinking it’s an actual dock because the buildings are all off in the distance. It reminds me a lot of NYC actually lol

and interestingly enough i write about an assassination mission at a port on Promethea in one of my fanfics, but tbh i wasn’t actually expecting anything like it to be in-game. That was kind of an assumption I made since the area with Zer0 had water and I can’t believe I’m going to have to go back and edit it to be canon-compliant, cause I legitimately didn’t...

anyway.

Should i go over the instagram stuff now? I feel like i should go over the instagram stuff now.

see here is my problem with this

no moon

you’ll understand why once i compile my evidence

no moon

no moon!!

no moon

i even watched both time lapses during the amd stream and there was no hint of the moon (i understand promethea is in a state of perpetual twilight, but i thought maybe it would show up somewhere. it doesn’t. in fact it only shows the sun and this asteroid belt).

where is my moon, randy?

well let me tell you what i’m thinking here so you’re not even more confused

let’s go through that instagram video showcasing Promethea again

you should recognize this!

this is from that one video i reblogged like 4 times because i kept debating whether or not it was on promethea or pandora. now we can assume it’s on promethea but let me ask u something

if promethea doesn’t have a moon...

what the everloving fuck is that?

in fact, let me ask something

what does elpis look like in bl3?

look familiar?

hell yeah it does

now...

is this actually promethea?

I can’t imagine gearbox would be using footage that ISN’T from the planet they’re showcasing in a video about said planet. because that’s naughty. Plus, Rhys is shown giving us something that looks very similar to the tech in that area, and I can’t imagine we’d go through all that trouble just to get that tech then immediately go back to Pandora with whatever it is. whatever happened to the Promethean Vault Key we see in the We Are Mayhem trailer?

so there’s 2 options here if we’re under the assumption that dig site is/was on Promethea.

This dig site was moved from Promethea to Pandora

OR

Elpis was moved from Pandora to Promethea

Now i went over ALL of this in an old post. (seriously, give this a read if you haven't already, i go into this in a lot more detail than i will here). but we kinda got some new information.

My first instinct is that this dig site is on (or moved to) Pandora. just, 100% Pandora. the moon, the spiky rocks in the background, what look like Rakk near the back, there’s no asteroid belt in the sky. etc. etc.

do the blue sparkles have anything to do with it? maybe!

Also again, im not 100% certain this is actually a Vault. It just... doesn’t feel right to me. If this was actually on Pandora the entire time, then we’d have known about it through the Vault Map. We would have gone to open the 3rd Vault on Pandora before bl3 even began. If this really has been on Pandora the whole time, I do believe this isn’t actually a Vault. I go over this in that previous post I’ve made and I’m still standing by it. I think this is just an Eridian ruin and the Vault shape is just a statue or whatever. I could be 100% wrong, but that’s my first instinct if we’re being lead to believe this is on Pandora. 

Now I’m curious why this dig site was never mentioned in bl2 if it WAS on Pandora this whole time. And, again, if it actually does end up being a Vault, there’d be a huge plot hole with the whole Vault Map thing if it was on Pandora all along.

So was it moved here? Yeah... probably. For what reason? I... have no idea. How? similar answer. Lily couldnt’ve done it, she doesn’t have her powers anymore. Maybe activating it with whatever Rhys gives us makes it teleport to Pandora. For... reasons.

If it is a Vault, maybe it requires Elpis to open it. for some reason. We know Moon equals Key, so it could play into that. It definitely looks like it’s positioned directly in line with elpis.

but why would a Vault built on Promethea need a moon from a totally different planet to open it?

Because Promethea’s moon was destroyed.

That asteroid belt? I don’t think that’s there just for funsies (okay maybe the artists had funsies but the actual writing? yeah). And that big gun looking thing we see in both concept art and in the trailer? i think that thing fucked up Promethea’s moon to the point it shattered. So they couldn’t open that Vault.

alright, we all cool on this version of the theory?

let’s flip it on its head.

let’s consider:

Elpis was moved from Pandora to Promethea

NOT possible i hear you say

but hear me out.

what’s our reasons for saying this is Pandora?

“the moon, the spiky rocks in the background, what look like Rakk near the back, there’s no asteroid belt in the sky. etc. etc.”

Elpis? teleported! bah!

Spiky rocks? Well! We hear typhon mention a quarry, don’t we? one with brittle rock. This very well could be the quazmarian quarry he talked about where he found that very first Vault (and Vault Key). After all, if he fell into a hole and found it, it makes sense that there would be a shitload of dig teams trying to clear it out for easy access.

Rakk? We see those on Athenas, too, during the Happy Together trailer. Plus, they’re super chubby on the bottoms compared to what we see of the Rakk in the Claptrap Presents Pandora video. Maybe they’re not even Rakk.

Finally. Ah. The asteroid belt.

Well, if you believe that that giant gun could’ve obliterated Promethea’s moon, then is it so hard to turn around and believe that it’s actually obliterated the asteroids surrounding Promethea?

in fact, if we really ARE moving Elpis to Promethea, wouldn’t it make sense that we can’t have asteroids hitting Elpis for fear of worsening the Crackening and breaking our own moon?

In FACT, do we even SEE any asteroids above Promethea in that trailer shot of the bigass gun?

I THINK NOT.

There’s more to this theory, though.

from claptrap presents pandora

from the we are mayhem trailer

yeah, they COULD be celebrating the destruction of Elpis (because i would not be surprised if those are both near the same area)

lets think of something new, though. Elpis being blown up was totally 2015, with Zarpedon. That’s SO last season, Calypsos.

Plus, why would the calypsos even want the moon destroyed? is that not the home of a Vault that would allow them to see the future? how fucking powerful would that be, being able to see the future??? Jack knew what he had to do to win the Pandora games (even if he uhhh didn’t get to see that last bit because of Lilith), so why wouldn’t the Calypsos want to see their own futures?

There is the argument that they’ve already gone to Elpis and didn’t like what the Vault showed them, but I kinda assumed that they’d have gotten the funky eye things like Zarpedon did if they really did see what the Vault showed them. Given that Jack’s was interrupted by Lilith, we don’t really know if that’s truly the case.

I’m 100% down to blow up the moon cause Good Riddance, but also it needs to make sense WHY the calypsos want it blown up other than like shits and giggles? which... fine, but the story..? Elpis has to be important somehow. They have to want it blown up for some reason. A show of power? awesome, maybe they got that giant space gun. Moon = Key, so maybe they think if we can’t get this Vault, nobody can? sure why not. Destroying Pandora? Sure, but why blow up elpis when u could just also blow up pandora? 

either way, if the game gives us an actual reason as to why the twins are blowing up the moon, we’re all fine and dandy. if they’re going it just because then yeah, im gonna get kinda testy. 

anyway my point IS

The effect around elpis here looks strikingly familiar to the effect that appears around Lilith (and the cultists) when they’re teleported.

so it would be much cooler if, instead of blowing up Elpis, they were actually celebrating its movement. 

And it would be very interesting then, if this tied into that Easter Egg we got.

You know the one:

Because yeah im still iffy on the implication that this is from the Calypso twins. Why wouldn’t they want the Vaults opened? isn’t that the grand plan?

maybe this could be from the Eridians or the Guardians on Elpis. If Elpis was teleported from Pandora to Elpis, maybe the translation from Eridian -> English is slightly off, or simplified for the message. (on vs orbiting for example)

Visit Promethea -> Where we are right now, or where we’re going to go. We need you there.

Children of the Vault -> Yes, it could be the CoV cult that’s being referenced, but the way this is broadcasted, through morse code, spoken like an actual cryptic message and not, you know, with that Calypso flair... me thinks the cult simply adopted the name “Children of the Vault”. I think this may either be referencing Sirens, or the Vault Hunters/Crimson Raiders. Maybe the twins picked up this broadcast and that’s why they immediately head to Promethea after they steal Lilith’s powers.

We are not on Pandora anymore -> shit dudes we got yeeted to Promethea, help us. Or... we’ve moved elsewhere. We’re not nearby, we escaped, we fled, come find us on Promethea. 

Tannis is not what she seems -> this one... I don’t believe the Calypsos actually know anything about Tannis. If they do, then she was possibly the one to rescue/experiment on them, turning them into artificial Sirens or whatever, but then... isn’t Tannis exactly what she seems? She’s crazy, she totally would experiment on the twins. That is EXACTLY what she seems like. 

The people who would know about Tannis not being what she seems... the people who can see the future? The Guardians of the Sentinel’s Vault (maybe just the Guardians/Eridians in general). The Watcher can speak (speak? she uses telepathy, doesn’t she? that’s why Brick asks Lilith what she says) eloquently, I imagine there has to be more than one Watcher-like Guardian. Or this is the Watcher herself sending the message. 

Either way, if, later on in the game, Tannis starts showing signs of not being what she seems, then... wouldn’t it make sense that the only characters who knew this were the ones who could see the future? And given the new info, it makes sense that the Guardians/Eridians/yougetthegist would know her by name, because she could be the one who turned herself into an artificial Siren.  Or figured out how to create artificial Sirens. Whichever (both?). Which is kinda big news in the Eridian world, I’m sure. Plus, the wording using ‘What’ instead of ‘Who’ is kinda a big pointer. I’m almost leaning towards the idea that Tannis tried to give herself Angel’s phaseshifting abilities. I can’t see Tannis with actual offensive abilities... It wouldn’t really fit her character. But I can 100% see her with mad computer hacking skills, to the point she could ruin anything with a flick of her wrist. Yeah, I can see that. 

And I really hope Tannis doesn’t end up being a villain. She could do so much good with her intelligence and newfound powers and tbh it’s really nice seeing a character with autism not treated like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory (the butt of every joke). She feels real to me (as someone with autism)- she’s got her obsession (Eridians/Sirens/the Vaults), her crazy intelligence, the social phobia/unawareness. I really like her as a character (going from betraying us in bl1 to realizing her mistake and immediately trying to help and assisting the Crimson Raiders) and I’d really hate for her to become the villain just for... idk a shock twist? The shock twist should be that she’s a Siren or whatever, not that she’s going to betray us. I like Tannis :( And all the message says is Tannis is Not What She Seems, not that we shouldn’t trust her or that she’s going to betray us.

Do Not Open the Vaults -> well this is the whole thing, isn’t it? this is why I think this message has some sort of Eridian origin, instead of the Calypsos cult. The Calypsos WANT the Vaults open. They want that ‘universe-destroying’ power. They want to absorb the powers of the Vault monsters. Shit, even we Vault Hunters want to open the Vaults for some of that sweet, sweet loot. But who doesn’t want the Vaults opened? The Eridians.

oh yeah we were talking about Promethea. how the fuck did i get here?

oh the moon

yeah it could have just been a shot in the Instagram trailer they used to show off the ‘Eridian alien technology’. that’s not fun to talk about tho lmfao. plus the thingie Rhys holds matches up so well with the cool technology we get

anyway

the instagram trailer. we’re not even like halfway done with this post btw. still gotta do those beautiful screenshots

oh

trailer

sorry it’s like 1am im starting to lose focus im shifting into sleepy mode

i just love the aesthetic of this city.

also. that one building with the 0 on it? you can’t convince me Rhys didn’t give Zer0 their own skyscraper.

oh, you want an entire building to store all your loot and trophy kills? OF COURSE ZER0 ANYTHING FOR YOU

yes....... Eridian log.

im really excited to see it glowing. especially since it’s glowing red, like the Vault Map/key/you know. I hope that has some significance. 

i did boost the brightness and noticed it was part of a wall, not just one slab found elsewhere. makes me think this is part of a Temple. maybe part of the dig site below? we know that one is connected to some sort of building. and if it glows red, that’d be a really neat tie in to why Atlas always has that glowing red aesthetic going on in their bases.

still not done talking about this shot. yeah the stuff on the right looks similar to the thing Rhys hands us. NOT why i brought it back up tho. The guardian statues in the back seem very ‘low poly’. VERY different to the guardian statues we have on Pandora. they’re also holding staffs which is new. 

compare

these ones also seem much buffer than the guardians we see. with shorter necks, as well.

Maybe these are statues of ACTUAL Eridians? not just Guardians or any other construct (further proof for my theory Pandora was a Guardian production planet lol) but like what Eridians actually look like.

shorter necks, thicker limbs (because why would the constructs NEED muscles?), actual bodies that aren’t thin as twigs. I think we found it boys

this is the ideal Eridian body

no cause, seriously, if they ARE guardians, why are they so BUFF?? i don’t GET IT

also weird  this atlas gun isn’t wrist mounted. Atlas sniper confirmarinoed? or just an Old Atlas gun. sure. that too.

Moze on a turret near what i assume is the Meridian Seaport. She has what i think is an Atlas pistol equipped. There’s a dead guy leaning up against some cinder blocks, all cozy-like. 

better shot of the area. We talked about this earlier, so moving on!

Okay... so is THIS the New Atlas sniper? it looks like nigel thornberry’s nose

smashing.

we saw this before, too. im actually really excited to look out over the Promethea skyline from the top of a skyscraper. also, idk, rhys’s hand looks like a yaoi hand to me. like his fingers are above the F in strongfork, right? look how far away his thumb is. YEESH.

it’s actually ONLY rhys lol

An Atlas soldier at work! I like that their gear has the crimson lance logo on it. And the new Atlas symbol. I feel like if we have to fight these guys, the crit spot is gonna be that backpack.

maliwan robo!!!

a big boy. one of the flying ones too iirc from the We Are Mayhem trailer. 

Atlassss in the back. it’s weird that the second A in Atlas is the logo, not the first one. the first one is a triangle. that’s weird is it supposed to be signalling something else? a triangle with a circle around it. i don’t even know what that might be a logo for. hm.

oh also police bots i guess, but we see these dudes a lot.

im more interested in this thingie in the back. wonder what happened to it/what it is

ratches. blegh.

i hate these things jfc. they’re so gross.

i like that maliwan is just claiming things by throwing their flag up on it. that’s not how this works! that’s not how any of this works!

anyway.

how are those screenshots lookin

pretty good.

im pretty sure i’ve mentioned this before, but i love that they named this part of the city Meridian and then kept the Eridian logo in the spelling. it’s so fuckin dorky to me.

also i know we’re supposed to hate these robos, but at least they’re getting some characterization as enemies. the loaderbots in bl2 do this but not to a degree that they get their own interactions (LB being the exception of course). I like this.

also i love that parts of the city are color coded. like red and blue parts are different areas. It’s such a neat way to help people not get lost (cough, me) and it fits great into the design of the city with the neon lights and bright colors. I noticed this in the gameplay demo as well, tho i don’t remember if it was followed. Also I’m pretty sure that symbol up there

is what the blue area is called. could be wrong. but i think i saw this during the demo as well.

i think this is going to be my favorite area to visit on Promethea, hands down. I love this little living area. It feels so unlike anywhere we’ve visited in previous games, like it feels like somewhere Gaige could be from. Actually, iirc Roland was from Promethea, wasn’t he? Be wild if we visited his house here. Anyway, I’m also excited about the trees. Fucking! Trees!

and cars!!! holy shit yeah on Pandora we only ever saw like light runners or bandit technicals and the occasional bus. all the cars were broken down and stripped for parts! It’s really cool to see actual full cars here.

wow i am excited over the most mundane shit lol

wait till you guys hear about the PARKING LOT

OHHHH YEAH

CROSSWALKS TOO

lol im actually- i just love this area. i love it so much. this is lovely. i love the giant glowing reactor in the background too, i 100% hope we get to interact with that (posssssibly blow it up. maybe just a little.) I can see this area being the area we have to run through to reach the entrance of that thing. I mean, it’s just RIGHT THERE.

Also would not be surprised if this KV fellow is waiting for us there. “Who wants to BANG a billionaire indeed”. He’s totally gonna be a boss fight. BANG i imagine means more shooty shooty than innuendo... innuendo...

it sounded better in my head.

the symbol for the red area possibly on that tower in the back?

I’m like, 60% sure this isn’t the area we explore with Lorelei, so maybe this is the Titan Skyway? also maybe the bridge Moze and Fl4k drop off of in the Happy Together trailer.

hate. i would quote AM here but im tired so just imagine the entire ‘Hate’ quote here because i HATE these things.

there’s also a big skelly in the back, i wonder just how big these fuckin things can grow. hopefully uhhh like a cow died here or smth. cuz fuck man.

this area is also super green and watery so i wonder if this is a sewer or smth. that’d be wild lol

Another shot of the city. It’s so fucking beautiful. I really love how they went all out for this. Opportunity was great, but it wasn’t nice to look at. Promethea is fucking STUNNING. I love this place way too much. Never even been here before.

also i love the fog coming up from the bottom. Maybe this shot is taken from the water? god if we get to go on the water and then it starts fogging up i might actually start crying lol.

this building is my favorite by far i think. I love the way the middle turns in. I have no idea how that’d work like... from an inside standpoint, cause the ground would just be slanted under you but im sure they made it work somehow.

anyway. im gonna go cry myself to sleep over how beautiful this game is. sorry i talked like... WAY too much during this one lol.

also i just thought of this while writing the tl;dr but maybe that item rhys gives us is after all the Promethea stuff is over, even the Vault(s), maybe we need it to activate something in that vault statue area on Pandora and that’s our way to like some important Vault or the Eridian homeworld or smth and we gotta collect all the pieces to activate it. like it’s a teleporter. Maybe Rhys had a piece because that’s what was in the Vault of the Traveller. I mean it would make sense because if you didn’t want someone to have something, you fuckin hide it in a box that’s teleporting across the galaxy at random intervals. That might be our way to the Eridian Homeworld. Now wouldn’t that be neato...

[gotsoftmochi-blog]

“I want you to want me” Mafia Mark Tuan au: Pt 2

Warnings: none

Genre: angsty fluff

Ship: Mark tuan x female reader

After he had left you get up from the ground and wipe the tear flowing down your cheek and you tell youself to act like nothing had happened. You walk over to faith and you continue with your day. Later when you’d gotten home you get a text from faith inviting you to a party she was going to that was being held at a club. You reluctantly agreed and decided to figure out what you’d wear. Dragging yourself out of bed you start off by doing your makeup because you already knew that it would take the longest. You style your hair and look despretly for a dress in your closet. You weren’t really a big dress person. As you were searching through your hangers you suddenly come across a red dress it obviously wasn’t long but you still liked it and put it on along with some heals. Once you finished you get a text from faith.

Faith [10:00pm] hey I’m about to come pick you up! Be ready and look cute

Y/N[10: 02pm] Im ready, looking cute I guess.

Faith[10:05]: alright see you in 5 :)

_______________________________________________________________________ You and Faith were dancing to a slightly “provocative” song. The atmosphere was loud and filled with all kinds of people, the music loud and people talking, drinking and having fun. Meanwhile Mark and two of his friends from the mafia were near the both of you at a table with drinks. Jackson: damn look at that girl she’s pretty cute. He was clearly talking about your best friend. Mafia friend two: yeah.. no kidding she can dance too and she’s with another girl boss she seems cute too. Mark: hm. He looks up and realizes it’s you and faith. He was staring as we’re both of the others all three of them drinking from they’re drinks. Later faith went out to go get some water and a drink with one of the guys mark was with. Jackson, he was nice and outgoing and quite frankly open and attractive exactly faith’s type, while You were left alone walking past the vip section where she saw Him in all his glory yet again but this time in a loose dress shirt along with a black coat. You look away trying to walk past mentally telling yourself to not share eye contact with him hoping he wouldn’t notice you. However you were disturbed from your thoughts when he comes over and notices you “hey come to vip” why would I do that?. You respond a little loudly over the music. He walks out and takes your wrist again pulling yo towards the bathrooms and before you know it your backed up into a wall with his arm blocking anyway of escape. You shouldn’t be dancing like that in that kind of dress in front of so many guys. He said eying you up and down. What? You said completely confused about what he was trying to say. He moves His face closer as he says it’s provoking besides.. you belong to me anyway. huh? Since when..? Besides I’m a lawyer and your- . He interupts you. Shh doesn’t matter. How did it not matter? Just a couple hours ago he had a gun in front of your face basically threatening you if you’d ever dared to tell Caitline. As if. You and Caitline had stopped being friends months ago that wasn’t going to change. After she had decided to end your friendship out of jealousy of your job she had accused you of cheating your way through university using any excuse to suddenly end the friendship. You didn’t care at that point though when it had happened since you saw it coming the amount of times she’d try and sneak in any snide comment she could in your conversations if the conversation wasn’t about herself. And honestly you were glad the friendship was over. Telling her what her ex does was the last thing you wanted to do considering you’d been avoiding her snake eyes for months. You push him back by his chest. You put up your wrist almost in tears. It was slightly red from the last encounter since he had quite a tight tight hold of your arm when he was dragging you to the family bathroom at the mall. He looks down at it. “What that hurt you?”. “Don’t be a baby”. You don’t hurt someone that’s yours Mark.. you said feeling the year go down your cheek your face still red from the close proximity of his face Mark: it’s bearly anything. You could feel his breath fanning your face, with the smell of his cologne and the scent of his minty breath filling your nose. Your senses were all sensing him in this moment. Why you weren’t running you didn’t know. You lower yourself to the ground with your head down . He was getting the best of you. You hated that such a beautiful looking person would have been so insensitive to hurting you. Tears falling to the ground. Followed by one soft sob. A sob of both sadness and fear. Once he hears this He gets down to her level and hugs you tightly. “I’m sorry..” “ It’s just something I’m accustomed too.. but your different”. You were completely shocked feeling his warmth made you flush slightly his scent filling your senses once more. Suddenly your phone vibrabted breaking the moment it was a text from faith that she wanted to go. You pull away. um.. I have to go my friend wants to leave.. he gets close to you once more breath fanning over your face as he leans in and and kisses you. Lips bushing over yours. His kiss soft but memorable. Don’t forget me. He says as he gets up and walks out. 

______________________________________________________________________

You go to faith and they drive home. During the drive you were silent. All that was on your mind was mark. The man who kissed you. Who appoligized for doing his job and keeping his secret. You thought of everything from his features to his voice. Why were you thinking so much about this. You’d been kissed before none of this was new. But the feeling surely was. And questions formed in your head. Why was he so interested why did he kiss you, what are his intentions.. Suddenly your thoughts are interupted by faith. Y/N! She said after repeating your name. Huh? Girl how much did you drink?! she laughs. « Nothing actually » « wow your so out of it I’m in front of your house ». You realize this and let out an embarrassed laugh. Sorry I’m just really tired. » « you sure Y/N or are you thinking of Mark » she teased. You blush remembering the kiss. « Oh my god really? » you rush out of the car. « Tell me later » she says driving away.

You walk in and decide to change into an oversized hoodie and shorts. You decide to go out for a walk to clear your head from all these thoughts about mark and everything else. While you were walking in the park you suddenly see someone familiar. It was him. He was sitting on a bench without his coat in a dress shirt on a bench drinking and with his hands in his face.

_______________________________________________________________________

[miseryff]

19. Sit Down

Paris

My weekend spent in Houston,TX was nothing short of litty! Besides the no having sex due to my period, I spent a wonderful three days with Derrick. Now I was back in Long Island and I can not say that I missed the towns that much. It was minutes to noon on Sunday and the only thing on my mind was getting some sleep because I had to go back to work tomorrow. 

Damn, this adulting shit had no pause button.

“Where’s your lil boyfriend at, London Paris?” I rolled my eyes at my dad, and only sipped on my bottled water as we awaited Derrick’s arrival. My dad orchestrated the whole gathering with my mother. The plan was to have Derrick and I have a Sunday brunch so that they could get more acquainted with him. I honestly do not know why they want to be familiar with Derrick so badly. I mean its not like he would be coming around them that often anyways. I was still in the hot seat for flying to Houston against my parent’s wishes though, so I had to play nice and agree to this sit down.

“Chris, leave her alone.” That was my mom coming to my rescue, for once. I side eyed her just as the door bell rang. She must have got some dick last night because she’s been extra kind to me since I pulled up to the crib earlier this morning.  I motioned to get the door but my big ass, dinosaur ass pops was already sprinting down the hall. I fake chuckled before looking over at my mom. She was already staring at me, being all weird. “Ma, you gucci?”

“What do you mean, baby?”

“I mean you being fake nice for some reason. Dad dropped some dick off last--”

“Paris, stop. I am not one of your lil ho friends. Don’t talk to me like that.” I could not hold in my laughter as I looked into her guilty eyes. She was trying so hard to keep her face neutral but shawty was blushing OD. “Ewww, yall need to get back together already--”

“The man of the hour is here!” My sentence was cut short by my father’s extra boisterous voice. I looked over into the doorway and there stood Derrick, looking even more sexy than he did a couple hours ago when he dropped me off at home. He went to his aunt’s house to fake nap and freshen up, since he had about two hours before he needed to be back at my house. This man looked like an advertisement for raw sex and I wanted him. Damn, I wonder I could suck him--

“Paris, hello? You not gonn introduce ya man to my fine ass baby moms? Fine, I’ll do it myself. Lil rude ass.” I blinked a few times before leveling my eyes from the front of Derrick’s grey dress pants, and meeting my father’s eyes. I heard Derrick chuckle as he and my father walked more into the kitchen. “Clean ya mind, ma” Derrick mumbled as he brushed past me lightly.

I could hear Derrick and my mom getting acquainted, so I used this time to pull my dad to the side to set some shit straight. “Yo...”

“Who you yo-ing, lil girl? Run that shit back.” I made the stank face as I watched him undo the wrapper from a yellow Starburst. But I’m the lil girl? “What, Paris? Speak up.”

“Can you not embarrass me today in front of my nigga? You do that a lot and I’m not with it the shits. I don’t even wanna be here for this bullshit mixer brunch, so--”

“When do I ever embarrass you, Paris? You do that job perfectly well  by yourself’ like when you lied about entering a rehab program for the weekend, only to have ya smart ass daddy pop up on ya baecation.” He showed me the yellow Starburst in his mouth before pulling me into a hug when I turned to walk away. “Dadddd...”

“Hush up and hug me back. I ain’t gonn embarrass you, aight?. I can tell you like this kid and he aight so far, so ima be on my best behavior.” Those words placed a tiny smile on my lips so I wrapped him back tightly, snickering when he started whining. “Old ass nigga! I heard a couple bones crack.”

“Fuck outta here, bum!” He pushed me away from him a little too roughly and I caught my balance before punching him in the chest. “Yeaa, talk yo shit now gramps.” I went to punch his bird chest again but my mom saved his slow, tired ass.

“Can yall beasts stop playing in my kitchen? Lets sit and eat before the food gets cold. Waiting on Derrick’s turtle ass all morning and shit.” The loudest laugh left my lips and I walked over to Derrick who was wearing the ‘I ate ass’ face. “Ma, don’t shade my baby. Do you see how he looks? His fine ass had--”

“Yuck.” That was my hating ass pops. “Cmon man, lemme save you from this thirst bucket I call a daughter.” He rudely pushed me out the way and dropped his arm over Derrick’s shoulder as they walked out the kitchen. My jaw hit the floor  once I heard the two roar in laughter. It was then my mom’s laughing that forced me to tear my eyes from the two. “Ya dad has a  man crush Mondaaayy” she sang as she walked around my frozen body. 

“His gay ass!”

XX

Brunch went... well?

We actually ate and there was no shit that popped off. My dad was on his best behavior, as promised, minus the corny attempts to make Derrick laugh. I never thought I would agree with my mom’s opinion ever but she was right, Dad had a MCM... and it was my nigga.

“I fake wish Cae and Carter was here. I gave them money for the mall because I thought it would be a shit show.” I joked as I watched my mom gather up the plates from the table. I would get up and help her but that’s what my lazy ass pops was for. “Really? I was wondering why they was dressed and speeding out the door. They bout to spend off ya money in that mall.” My mom chucked lightly as she continued to stack the plates.

“Dad, go help mom bring the dishes to the kitchen and leave my nigga alone. He can not and will not hook you up on the Js dropping next week. Fuck outta here.”

“Paris, shut ya ass up. Now like I was saying--”

“Chris, I need help for real. Fuck dem shoes.” Derrick and I shared a laugh as we watched my mom staredown my pops. “Really, Alana? You think that glaring shit still work on me?”

No more words came from my moms mouth. The room would have been silent but Derrick and I were being goofy as shit and laughing like a bunch of school girls. Maybe another minute of my mom staring down my pops passed, before we heard his chair scrape against the wooden floors. “Simp ass nigga” I coughed loudly. “Damn, some shit was stuck in my throat.”

Can yall believe my grown ass pops sent me the middle finger? “And one for you too, Derrick. To think I had an ally in this bitch. That’s when they smile in my face...” He sand off key as he followed my mom out of the dining room. More laughter filled the living room and I had to wipe underneath my eye with my tank top because my dad was really a dickhead. Wow.

“Ya pops funny as shit.” Derrick chuckled some more, and then made a face when I pulled him out his seat by his arm. “Where we--”

“Shut up, and hurry up.” I whispered as I ushered him out of the dining room and down the hallway. I could hear my parents conversing in the kitchen and loud laughter as I started up the staircase. “Where we going, Paris?”

“To my room, Derrick. Now shut up.” The slap that was sent to my ass did nothing but make me more wet than I already was. Do yall know how hard it was to sit across from this sexy ass nigga and not be able to feel his dick down my throat? Shiiiidddd.

Once we entered my bedroom I turned the lock and pushed him up against the door. “I’m bout to suck fire out ya dick, just in case you was about to ask me what I’m doing.” I winked at him before dropping to my knees and working on his dress pants. His dick print was pressed up against his pants and I knew his dick wanted nothing more than to find refuge in my mouth.

He said nothing, only took a grip of my jet black hair and guided my head to his already hard dick. Opening my mouth slowly, I deep throat his shit in one try, and felt a feeling of accomplishment once I heard his low grunts. 

Oh yea, he’s mine.

Derrick

Paris is crazy.

I don’t remember the last time I did this high school shit; where a shawty snuck me up to her bedroom to get the work. Then again, she just left high school last year so it made sense. My bottom lip sunk into my mouth as I watched her get busy on my dick. I can’t lie, Paris gave the best head I have ever had in my life. Its like she was a pro at this shit and she was tryna suck the brown off my dick. I loved it.

“You like how my dick taste?” I spoke lowly as I tightened my grip on her straight black hair. Paris as a blondie was fire, no debate, But Paris with the jet black hair? Lets just say my dick was never on soft around her. She got it. “I love how your shit tastes. This my shit.” That was another thing I loved about Paris. The raw, NYC lingo. She spoke like a crip nigga but looked like a Hampton socialite. That was a fire ass mix.

Before I knew it both of my hands were are the back on her head and I was face fucking the shit out of her. And best believe mama kept up. No hands, on some Waka Flocka shit. “Yea, this yo shit.” Pulling her back by her hair, I watched as my dick slid out her mouth. “Open up,” a smile touched my lips as I watched her follow my every direction. It did something to me watching her welcome my spit into her mouth. After she licked her lips, she took my dick back into her mouth and finished me off. Pulling her up to stand, I pressed my lips to hers before switching places.

She was now laying with her chest against the door and I quickly pulled her black leggings down her legs. “Im still on my period, babe.”

“I know...” I mumbled as I searched for the condom in my wallet, As soon as I was wrapped up, I hiked her leg up and slid into her wetness with ease. “Fuckk,” we cursed at the same time. 

“You better fuck the shit out of me. And make me cum.”

Oh yea, she mine.

[sinsofstrays]

Time To Date

Requested by: @brittbrat2017

“No, dad asl does not mean American Sign Language on here.” Jinyoung’s daughter rubs her temples, slightly regretting flying down to visit.

“Well, what does it mean?” Jinyoung holds his phone out and pouts in confusion.

“Age, sex, and location.”

“Wha-”

“Why are you on this site, anyway?”

His daughter takes the phone and opens the app store. Jinyoung walks to her side, looking curiously over her shoulder. “Hey, don’t fuck with my stuff.”

“I’m downloading a better app if you’re trying to pick up chicks.”

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You run to answer the knock at your front door, pleasantly surprised to see your son standing in front of you. He hugs you tightly, holding up a bottle of wine.

“What are you doing here?” You question, hoping you don’t sound rude.

“I’m here to get you laid.” He says bluntly, prompting you to choke.

“Excuse me, what?”

He takes his coat off and throws it on the couch. “No more staying inside all lonely, come on, we’re going on OkCupid.”

You roll your eyes, thinking this is going to pointless. He picks your phone up and downloads the app before you can try to stop him. “Damn it, just what I need, another fucking app.”

“I’m just trying to help you.” He glares up at you. “Okay- So I’m just gonna right your profile so you don’t embarrass yourself.”

“That doesn’t seem very genuine.”

“I came out of you, I think I know enough about you to write a bio about you.”

You let him set it up, very curious about what he’s typing. Finally, he tells you to take a few cute selfies to put on your profile. You feel a little awkward, grabbing your phone and walking under the light. Your son gives you tips to find a good angle,making you feel even more awkward. When he thinks you have taken enough, he goes through them and uploads the best ones.

“Alright, now let’s scroll through a few guys and see if you find anyone cute.” He sits you down, flopping beside you. “But I gotta warn you, there are a lot of creeps on here.”

“I can handle a dick pic or two.”

“It’s an honest blessing that you can’t send pictures on here, trust me.”

“Oh- he’s cute.” You point at your screen. “He’s-really cute.”

You take your phone back and click on his profile,  impressed by how well written it is. Your son clicks a button, liking him and giving you the option to message him. He clicks that as well. You panic, afraid to fuck up your opening message.

“Just be yourself, mom.”

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“Oh-someone liked me.” Jinyoung stares at his screen, unsure of what to do.

“I paid for A-List so you can see who it is.” His daughter says, practically suffocating him to see what she looks like.

“Aw, she’s adorable.” He pauses and lets out a small shreeck. “She messaged me.”

“That’s good. Never make that noise again.” She holds her ear, in pain.

Jinyoung hovers over the message in his inbox, unsure what he’s afraid of. His daughter reaches over and clicks it, making him have a mini heart attack.

Hi, I like your profile..I’m also really bad at this thing so yeah...hope to hear from you soon..

“Aww, that’s so cute and awkward. How do I reply?” Jinyoung smiles.

“Just-be yourself?” His daughter shrugs.

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“He replied! I’m so good at this.” You feel your confidence boost as you read the message.

Hi! You’re really adorable and um...im bad at this too so dont worry. I’d love to talk with you. Hopefully youre not a porn bot or just a horny girl..

I think im real. I hope so. anyway...I like to move fast. So uh where are we going for out date?

Jinyoung nearly falls from the couch, grabbing his chest dramatically. His daughter sits back, smirking at her dad’s meltdown.

Oh-shit...um here call me *number*

“This is crazy, what am I doing? I can’t go on an date with a stranger.” Jinyoung starts to panic, afraid that everything will go horribly wrong.

His heart jumps from his chest when he gets a text. You tell him to meet you in the food court of the mall. That way, if things do go bad, there will be a lot of people around. Your son grabs your wrist and pulls you into your room, throwing your closet open.

“Alright, do you have any cute date outfits?’ Your son digs through your clothes, pulling out a few different options.

“It this really necessary? It’s just the mall.” You poke your head around the corner of the closet.

“You have to make a good first impression. Don’t worry, I’m not putting you in the slutty thing you always wore on dates with dad.”

You grab the first outfit in the pile and run to the bathroom before your son can say anything about it. He sighs, sitting on the bed and waiting for you to come out.

Jinyoung’s daughter looks up as her father walks out of his bedroom and into the living room. He is dressed very well but not over the top. His daughter smiles and grabs his keys and wallet, pushing him out the door before he can object. She gets in her car and follows behind him towards the mall, making sure he actually walks in before she drives off.

You get out of your car, feeling a bit awkward. Your son stayed home but is making you text him every step you take. You try your best to hide your shaking as you walk into the building, going towards the coffee shop inside the food court.

At first you don’t see anyone that could match the man you’re supposed to meet. Feeling a bit worried people are judging you, you walk to the counter and begin to order a drink. Before you pay, an hand reaches around you, sliding a card into the chip reader. You jump and turn to see a man smiling at you. His mouth hangs open as he looks into your eyes.

“Wow, adorable and beautiful.” Jinyoung’s smile grow bigger as he watches you malfunction.

“Oh-um thank you.” You stutter. “You’re pretty.”

Fuck

“Sit down, I’ll bring you your coffee and we can talk more. I do have to tell my daughter that you didn’t murder me yet, though.”

“YET?” You laugh a bit too loud for your liking. “I hope I don’t kill you at all. My sex isn’t that great.”

Jinyoung chokes on air and has to walk away to cough. His face burns hot as he attempts to catch his breath.

“Well then, screw this. I’ve got coffee at home!”

The two of you laugh as Jinyoung picks your coffee up from the counter and sits across from you. You both talk for what seems like hours, relaxing your bodies as the date goes on. Jinyoung is still surprised when you take him up on the “coffee at his place” idea, having to calm himself down before you both walk to your cars. He tells you to follow him as you make your way to what you both really hope isn’t a one night stand.

[colbybrocksbitchh]

Colby’s Confession pt. 2

You’re faced with a difficult decision involving Colby’s cheating

(Check out my page for part 1, I tried to link it but it wouldn’t work)

•Hey it’s Taylor, I didn’t finish it like I expected so expect another one or two•

~Your POV~

“So what are you gonna do?”

It was this simple question that snapped me back into reality. I look across the table at a concerned Kat and sigh.

“Honestly I don’t know.”

She frowns and reaches across to grab my hands.

“Well you have all the time in the world to decide.” She replies stroking my hand with her thumb.

I pull away from her grasp and grab one of my fries, swirling it around in the ketchup pile. I sigh and rest my head against my hand.

“Let’s just not talk about it. How was your massage? Mine was good but that chick definitely had something against my vertebrae.”

Kat laughs as she says this and reaches around to rub her back. I smile and nod my head.

“Same. I felt like the lady was trying to kill me. My back is so sore.”

I laugh and agree with her, ignoring the pit in my stomach. Kat had a lot of fun at the spa, but unfortunately for me we didn’t talk too much... which left me alone with my thoughts. I spent the whole time thinking of Colby.

I take a bite of the fry and chew slowly. I never was good at making decisions, Colby use to joke about it all the time.

I finish off my fry and put my head in my hands sighing. Kat finished off her salad and pulled out her phone.

“Ugh... Colby’s texting me now, Sam is too.”

She rolls her eyes and puts her phone away without replying to anyone.

“Kat you’re an amazing friend but please don’t ignore Sam because of me.”

She laughs and gestures with her hand.

“It’s no biggie, todays a girls day. He’ll understand, especially when he finds out what happened.”

“Are you gonna tell him?” I ask, looking across at my bestfriend.

“No, it’s not my place. I’m sure Colby will...”

“Honestly I doubt it, he took forever to tell me so it wouldn’t surprise me if he doesn’t tell any of the roommates.”

She nods her head in agreement and stands up. She grabs my hand and pulls me up as well, catching me as I almost fall over, tripping over a rock.

“Come in love, we are supposed to be thinking about anything and everything but boys. How about we go to the mall? We can get you something that will make you feel like the sexy lady you are, then we can go out tonight and help you forget.”

I let her drag me to the mall and the next thing I know we are shopping for dresses.

“Ooooh this ones sooo cute! And this one....this would be totally cute, but not on me green is really not my color...”

Kat talks to herself as she browses the dress racks. I watch as she takes dresses off the rack, returns them and sometimes takes them back off. I turn back to the racks as something catches my attention.

I take the burgundy two piece dress off the rack and begin to inspect it. I run my fingers over the sequence and sparkles, I always was the most girliest girl.

“Wow, y/n/n... that is so you. It’s absolutely gorgeous, go try it on, go go.”

Kat pushes me into the nearest changing room and closes the curtain behind me. I hold the dress up over my body in the mirror and sigh. I never was very confident in my body.

Ever since high school I try my best to hide it. I wear a lot of baggy clothes, but In a rare instant I actually feel good about myself I do wear crop tops and skirts. Colby always told me he liked those outfits the best, the ones I wore when I wasn’t self conscious.

I wasn’t “fat”, although I hate that term. But I also wasn’t “skinny” I weighed about one sixty, but because I was five foot three my weight places itself more on my stomach and my hips. Unfortunately for me I also had double d boobs, and literally no butt. I used to not even be able to look at myself in the mirror without cringing, but then I met Colby.

Everyone always says that you can’t love someone else until you love yourself, but that’s the biggest bullshit I’ve ever heard. I never loved myself UNTIL I met Colby. He made me feel beautiful and I eventually started believing him when he told me I was beautiful and that he loved my body. His constant positivity, shall I say “brainwashed” me, in the best way. I finally loved myself. About a year into our relationship I started wearing those crop tops and skirts every day, I felt cute and I knew I looked cute. It was always confirmed when Colby would wrap his arms around me and say “God how’d I get so lucky?” and “You’re literally the most beautiful girl in the world.”

I’m not saying you should go looking for a guy to help you love yourself, I’m just saying the phrase is bull. Without Colby I don’t think I ever would have been confident in my body.

But now that I’m standing here in this changing room by myself, with this gorgeous dress made for someone with a gorgeous body, I’m second guessing myself. I already know I’m gonna look bad in it before I try it on, but I also know there is no way in hell im leaving before trying it on. This is confirmed when Kat yells “Hurry up Boo!” From begins the curtain.

I remove my shirt and then unzip the top of the dress. I slide it on like a jacket and zip it up halfway. Damn it makes my boobs look good.

I know it sounds crazy but along with being insecure about my weight, my boobs and butt were a major issue as well. I always felt like my boobs were too big, which resulted in my shirts sticking out farther which made me look and feel bigger than I was. When you add on the fact that my stomach stuck out farther than my ass did, it was a whole recipe for self doubt.

I take off my leggings and pull up the bottom as quickly as possible, to avoid seeing my stomach in the mirror. I pull the bottoms up over my belly button then put my hands on my hips.

Honestly, I don’t hate it.

I open the curtain and walk out to get Kats opinion. The minute she sees me her jaw drops to the floor and she whips out her phone to take a picture.

“Damn girl, you look goooood.” She says as she snaps a few more pictures.

I walk over to the mirror beside the waiting area and run my fingers down my stomach.

“You sure I don’t look too big? This dress is gorgeous but I feel like it would look better on someone smaller, like you.”

“Shut it y/n. You look stunning, heck I’d do you right now if I swung that way.”

She stands up and walks over to me messing with the dress. She pulls the bottoms up just slightly, and pulls the zipper on the top down a little.

“There.”

She steps back to admire her handywork and smiles.

“You’re totally getting this.”

I look at the price and freeze. I start walking back to the changing room, but before I close the curtain I say “No I’m not.”

As I take off the dress I can hear Kat talking through the curtain. Saying that I should get it, it looks so good and that it can’t be that bad.

I hang the dress back on the hanger and walk out of the room.

“Kat it’s $120, no way I’m paying this.”

She snatched it out of my hands as I try to hang it back up.

“Then I’ll get it for you, also before you object I’m not changing my mind so you might as well give up. Plus I just got paid.”

I ignore her advice and tell her not to buy it the whole time we are in the line to pay. By the time we get to the register I give up, you can never stop Kat once she gets her mind on something.

~Later that night~

“There! Perfect, you look hot as fuck!”

Kat finishes my eyeliner and smiles, happy with her work. I roll my eyes and stand up smoothing the dress.

Kat hands me a pair of heels and demands I put them on. Actually, she’s demanding I go out tonight too.

Kat has decided the best way for me to get over Colby is to go to a bar... and get shitfaced.

“I called the Uber, it’ll be here in fifteen minutes.”

Kat and I grab our purses and walk out the front door to wait on the stairs. Outside we are greeted by the sight of Sams car.

Sam gets out of the drivers seat and walks over to us. He hugs Kat and kisses her on the cheek. He whispers something in her ear and she walks over to the side of our apartment with him.

I pull out my phone and scroll through Instagram as I try to make out what they are saying. When I hear Sam say Colby I decide it’s time to tune them out.

This strategy is going well until I notice someone standing in front of me. I look up from my phone to find Colby standing there. His hair is a mess and his eyes are dark and puffy. He’s been crying recently, it’s been almost twenty four hours since he told me he cheated and he’s still crying.

I try to walk around him to get to Kat but he puts out an arm to stop me. He pulls me into a hug and I have to fight not to give in. I push him away and glare.

“Don’t touch me.”

I expect my voice to come out strong and bold, but it comes out shaky. Even my voice is confused.

“Y/n, please can we talk about this? I love you and these past couple hours have been complete fucking hell.”

At this point I notice Kat and Sam walking towards us from the corner of my eye. At the same time the Uber pulls up.

I pause for a second but after seeing Kat standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me I find the strength and push past Colby.

“I have to go.”

Kat and I load into the Uber and I watch Colby’s face fall as we drive off.

~Colby’s POV~

“How’d it go man?”

Sam throws his arm over my shoulder as he asks this question.

“She walked away, I didn’t get a chance to talk to her because of that damn Uber!”

“Don’t worry I’m sure she’ll come around.”

I shake his hand off of my shoulder and turn around to face him.

“How would you know Sam? You never fucked up this bad with Kat?!”

“Yeah because I love her-!”

Same eyes go wide as he realizes what he’s said.

“You think I don’t fucking love her?! She’s the most important person in my life Sam! I’d do anything for her and now I’m gonna lose her!”

Before I realize what’s happening I’ve punched Sam in the face. He stumbles back and holds his hand with his face.

At this point I realize I can’t hold it in anymore as I sink down and sit on the stair. Sam walks over to me, sits down, and puts his arm around me comforting me.

I know this is possibly the most pussy thing I could do but at this point I don’t care. I’m going to lose y/n because of a stupid drunk mistake.

So there we sit. Me bawling my eyes out and Sam, being the amazing friend he is, hugging and comforting me.

[punchmedanny]

Chicago II July 25, 2018

Alright strap yourselves in cuz this is gonna be a long ass post WITH SPOILERS for Interactive Introverts. I will mark where spoilers begin if you want to read about pre show stuff. If you don't want any spoilers whatsoever, don't feel obligated to read this even if we're buddies! Feel free to send me an ask/dm instead 😅

Alright folks, let's go!

Playing the Waiting Game

I was supposed to get to the venue at 4 for m&g, but I got there before 3 because a) i'm terrified of being late and b) my uber driver made excellent time.

The venue was not open yet, so my bf and I walked to a nearby mall. We passed by the tour buses (presumably dnp's plus other performers'). There was a group of people hanging around them looking v stalkerish (please don't hang around the buses before the show)

We got back to venue around 3:50 and waited in line outside till 4 when the venue let us in. We were near the middle of the line, so if you want to be closer to the front, get there sooner lol

Turns out I was behind the lovely @noodlephil in line (although I didn’t know till after!)

Two internet friends were meeting for the first time and crying (it was adorable)

Inside, there was a table with staff that checked and marked our tickets then gave us silver paper wristbands

We got in a second line where we had a bag check (our venue allowed sealed water bottles, but that might vary) and were scanned by a wand metal detector. After that, staff scanned our tickets 

We went to a third line which was the actual line for m&g and were told the m&g itself would start around 4:30

Marianne came by and said we would be waiting a bit longer for "latecomers" (im p sure dnp were the latecomers because most people were there at that point haha)

Marianne walked like a frickin goddess and her voice was beautiful

She made a speech giving us a rundown of how m&g would work, which I recorded

The m&g area was set up in the lobby to the side of the theatre doors

Dan and Phil entered from our left (towards the back of the theate)

They jogged across the m&g backdrop where we could see them better and waved. Dan did the cutest bouncy jump ever while waving. He stayed out longer than Phil

There was a table to set your bag on as you approached the backdrop

The music was loud af and there was NO WAY to see or hear other people's m&g - it was v private even though there were tons of people

Marianne was at the very front of the line and asked what she could do to help. I was like uhhh (because I'm eloquent like that) and she asked if we had anything for them to sign. My bf had golf balls lmao and gave them to her. I said I wanted to take a Polaroid for them to sign. She had me turn the camera on because apparently they’d had issues with Polaroid cameras in the past

I thanked her for the way everything was being run and joked a bit while we waited

When it was our turn, the people in front of us were completely gone (I repeat: v private). Marianne gestured and verbally told us to go on in

Meeting Dan and Phil

Phil was wearing his red jacket and good vibes t-shirt just like the beginning of "week in the life" He welcomed us with open arms and I went in for the Phil Hug. Wow. Phil is an excellent hugger and his arms felt a lot stronger than I imagined. And, yes, he waited for me to let go first

As soon as I let go of Phil, I stepped to the side and and looked at Dan. He was wearing his II denim jacket over a white t-shirt. He also had his arms wide for a hug. And lemme tell you, that boi has a fuckin wingspan. Dan gave a more gentle hug than Phil and we let go at like the same time

I am not a hugger and wasnt even 100% sure before I went in that I would hug them tbh

After the hugs, I stepped back and took them both in that's what she said. My initial impression was confidence and class. Literally, the most confident people I've ever encountered irl

Everyone says they're tall, but they are, as my bf said, taller than advertised. He's 6'2 and still looked up to both of them. I feel like they're both close to the next inch up honestly

They are wide. Like we've all noticed the Phil is wide, but Dan is too! They are literal giants

The cameras do NOT do them justice. Phil looks his age irl and I mean that in the sexiest way possible. He does actually have pores and tiny wrinkles (gasp), but I think they only make him more attractive. He oozes understated masculinity. But he also has serious nerd energy and idgaf attitude. Basically, he seems kind of badass

Dan looked flawless. Like I know every so often people wonder about if he wears makeup and all imma say is either he does OR he has the best damn skin care routine and/or genetics ever. He looks like someone after they use a filter

I'd say dan is suave and phil has swagger

(I'm about to sound real fucking weird) They both had such strong auras or energy or whatever you want to call it. It was palpable and BIG - like it extended off of them a couple feet. Dan's felt more static-y, while phil's felt more like balloon about to burst. It merged together between them to where I couldn't tell where one stopped and the other started

Marianne handed Phil the golf balls and he and Dan just stared at them in his hand in confusion for a second then Phil said "golf balls?" before my bf explained it was because they were the caddy lads. They chuckled and Dan said it was "the only series that has any value"

I am now the proud (?) owner of photos and video of phil holding two balls in his hand and I feel really weird about it

Dan asked if I had anything for them to sign, so I told him I wanted to take a Polaroid to which Dan replied, "D'ya want me to attempt the rare Polaroid selfie?"

Then I actually gently teased Dan (!?!?) because I'm a little shit lol I said, "I successfully did one this morning, so I hope you can"

They both seemed mildly amused and he did the thing where he touched his chest lightly in mock offense and said, "Well, let's see"

Tbh I think this was why I got genuine smiles in my pic

Dan said, "Beautiful" and Phil said "Amazing" lol (it really was tho)

Dan described the signature he'd be doing as "the tiniest little dan" and he used the highest voice ever

Phil's signature was so bad im pretty sure dan laughed at it lmao

Dan offered another selfie with my phone (i love him)

I shook their hands before I left and they seemed surprised, but appreciative. They both had excellent handshakes: firm, but not too hard. They both had soft, warm hands with Phil's being about average and Dan's being warmer than average

Overall, they were incredibly kind and professional. The vibe to be was sort of like talking to a boss who isn't your direct boss at a work party: fun, but still guarded

The saying goes "Never meet your heroes," but whoever said that obviously never met dan and phil. This was one of my happiest memories of all time

1500+ word description of the meeting including a sommelier worthy account of how the boys smell

And here’s the (real shit) video of my m&g

The Pre-Show

After meeting the bois, we were immediately given our goodie bags (one of them was double stuffed, lucky me)

Staff asked if we’d be staying in the theatre or not. Upon telling them we’d be leaving, they let us know we’d need to scan out so we could re-enter later

We bought merch (tie-dye/marbled look tee, long sleeved tee, and denim jacket). The line was basically non-existant, so if you have VIP 100% get your merch at this time

We scanned out and were told we could re-enter at 6 along with general admittance ticket holders

We had dinner then got back around 6:10. There was no line this time and we went through security and ticket scanning again

There were so many people everywhere and everyone was so cute! Why are we such a good looking fandom??? The line for merch was EXTREMELY long. RIP those folks

So was the line for the restrooms (and multiple men’s rooms were turned into ladydoors women’s restrooms)

We got 2 drinks (both for me) then went to our seats. We were front and center - I could literally touch the stage with my shoe from my seat. At this time I met @phandommom and @crunchytoasted1

The pre-show music was loud af where I was seated (I actually put in ear plugs lol). Lots of people were dancing and I got to witness crunchytoast dance to “Ladydoor” live which was a treat. At one point various people were running across the theatre with various LGBT+ flags to plenty of cheers. ‘Twas glorious. People did the whole waving the phone flashlights thing and sang along during “Welcome to the Black Parade”

My bf got me 2 more drinks

Showtime! 

THIS IS WHERE THE SPOILERS START!!!

It was so, so weird to see them onstage after having the m&g. I legit wanted to climb onstage and like be close again, but, ya know, I didn’t cuz I know what’s socially acceptable

We were called Susan. Classic

Phil was wearing waffle socks. As in socks with tiny waffles all over them

We sacrificed Phil to Satan and Dan died in a furry nightclub

None of mine or my bf’s answers got chosen and I’m a bit salty lol

We sacrificed Dan (the only correct choice fite me)

At intermission the line for the bathrooms was sooooo long omg. I got myself 2 more drinks at this point and called @h-owllslide to gush about the show. I spilled one of my drinks on my bf a little when I sat back down.

Danny was 3 centimeters away from loosing his dick and he got paint on his shoe. He seemed legit irked lol

Nick Jonas was in Dan’s box, but I don’t recall the other two cuz that was the only one that mattered imo

I got a piece of the sign and when they threw it into the audience it was a bit disturbing how everyone tore into it like a swarm of pirahnas

They wore Cubs baseball shirts over their usual shirts during the rap/song finale which was absolutely precious. I LOVED the finale so fucking much - it was magnificent

END SPOILERS!!!

Closing Thoughts

I wish I hadn’t drank so much (6 wines for those of you keeping track at home). I was getting real embarrassing by the end (as in screaming excitedly too much/ too often) and I don’t remember it as clearly as I wish I did. I was just freaking tf out and my anti-anxiety meds weren’t cutting it

I was struggling incredibly hard not to disassociate the entire time

I wish I could go to another show. It was so fun!

The following day, I had a major mood drop. If you’re prone to this, maybe have a plan to hang with someone and do something nice, but lowkey the next day

This was literally the most fun thing I’ve done in at least two years and was one of my happiest memories ever. We’re talking patronus conjuring levels of happy

If you can go, go. If you can’t, don’t feel too bad. It was EXTREMELY intense and not for everyone (especially m&g). Plus they are putting it up later, which I’m looking forward to because I think I’ll be able to better absorb it

Please feel free to ask me anything about the show! I’d love to go on about it lol

[radical-palio]

Allurance Secret Santa

this is my fic for @tinysweetscat!!! i’m sorry this was so late, i spent eons fussing over it before i managed to write something i liked enough to share, haha! i hope that you like it :) ps: im sorry im so bad at writing lance :’)

    Pidge contentedly ate her ice cream (r whatever the interstellar version would be. She hadn’t the slightest clue), enjoying the view of the Space Mall. The hustle and bustle made things really spectacular to see.

    “Hey Pidge?”

    “Yeah, Hunk?”

    “If you spill ice cream on my head you’re gonna get it,” Hunk replied, the smile obvious in his voice.

    Pidge laughed, patting Hunk’s head. “Don’t worry buddy, I’ll keep things under control up here.”

    From her elevated position on Hunk’s shoulders, she happened to spy two of her friends across the way. “Look, it’s Lance and Allura! Wonder what they’re up to.”

    “Looks like they’re window shopping. We should go say hi to them.”

    Pidge wasn’t so sure. While she was certainly no mind reader, she could tell the air between those two was different than usual. “Maybe we shouldn’t stick around. They’re being weird.”

    When Lance took hold of Allura’s hand, that’s when Hunk realised what Pidge was referring to. “Ohhhh, gotcha. Let’s leave them to it.”

    Allura laughed at one of Lance’s good natured jokes, sighing contentedly. “You are certainly much more funny than what I originally took you for.”

    Lance smirked, “What? Were you just overwhelmed by my natural charm and grace, that you couldn’t see some of my other amazing qualities?”

    “Pfft, in your dreams.” Allura hurried off to check out something she saw. Lance grabbed her hand and had her lead the way.

    “Look at these, Lance!” Allura pointed at some small puffy creatures running around in their pen.

    “They kind of remind me of a dog,” Lance elaborated, seeing Allura’s facial expression, “It’s an earth animal with four legs. Crazy loyal, really cute, and just overall amazing pets! I had one growing up actually.”

    “Oh really? What did you name it?”

    “Well, he was named Baxter, and he was the cutest pup. Sometimes I catch myself missing him...” Lance trailed off, losing charisma as he continued to think about his home back on Earth.

    “Oh, I’m sorry.” Allura paused, before perking back up. “Let’s get something to drink! I’m parched.”

    Lance smiled, albeit a bit weaker than his usual grins. “Great idea.”

    Five minutes later, they found a drink shack and grabbed some beverages. When Allura refused to let Lance pay, he felt himself blush, but he accepted the inevitable.

    “Besides, I am a crown princess. I think I have more money to spare than you do.”

    “Pfft, alright Princess.” Lance tried to brush it off, but he snuck in a genuine, “Thanks.”

    Hand in hand, they walked around the mall until they found a nice table to sit at.

     Lance caught himself looking at the princess, blushing when she noticed. He forced himself to take a deep breath and put down his drink. Gently taking Allura’s hand across the table, he smiled when she looked up at him, confused.

     “Hey, Allura. There has been something on my mind for quite awhile, and I think I’d feel better if I got it off my chest.”

     Allura, expecting another joke, smirked as she replied, “Well, is it on your mind or on your chest?”

     Lance hesitated, and that’s when Allura realised her mistake. “Oh Lance, I was joking! I’m sorry. Please keep going?”

     “Okay.” He took another deep breath before continuing, “Well, at first when I was flirting with you, it was all kind of a joke. I tend to do it a lot. Slowly, I realised that I felt differently about you than the start. Of course, I still think you’re beautiful, but now I know you’re so much more than that.”

     Allura was blushing heavily at this point. “Lance, where is this going?”

     “Let me finish?” Lance smiled nervously and squeezed her hand gently. She nodded.

     “You’re strong, determined, and just amazing. I admire and respect you so much, Allura. And, well, there’s the small detail that I love you.” Lance sped through the last bit, blushing as red as a tomato.

     Allura took a moment to process it. “Could you say that again?”

     “I... I love you, Allura.”

     A grin broke out on her face, and she took Lance’s other hand. “Really? Because, I think I may have started developing feelings for you.”

     “Wow... What a great coincidence.” Lance laughed, and lightly pulled Allura into a kiss over the tabletop.

     “EW.” From a distance, out of earshot, Pidge was gagging.

     “I think it’s cute.” Hunk smirked. “Don’t you think you’re being a bit over-dramatic?”

     When the two pulled away, Lance stood up and walked around the table. Allura met him in the middle, grinning. “Now that the pesky furniture is out of the way,” she began, “We can really mean business.” The new couple kissed each other like no other. Allura’s arms found their place over Lance’s shoulders, and Lance’s hands rested around her waist in a hug. 

     Hunk lightly cringed. “Okay, maybe that’s a bit too much PDA for my taste.”

     Pidge nodded. “Yeah, lets go find Keith. He’s probably in the sword store.”

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

ok so are there any like reference guides for like, posing like a guy? im starting out and trying to be more guyish and i just realized that i cant put my hands on my hips anymore aaaa

Lee says:

I don’t think guys pose much per se, but you should try people-watching to see how guys behave!

General info on mannerisms:

Confident Body Language

How to Have an Effective Handshake

How to walk more masculinely 

Remembering to sit masculinely

The greeting nod

Body Language Tips 

Feminine “tells?”

Masculine body language

How to Dude

9 Body Language Tips

Crossing your arms?

Trans guy specific advice:

“Women tend to be less obtrusive, while men tend to take up more space. If you watch commuters on a bus, women tend to sit with their legs crossed and their arms drawn in, and men tend to sit with their legs apart and their arms out.

Observe, observe, observe. Go to the mall or a park, sit on a bench, and watch the male world go by. Take notes. Later at home, practice in front of a mirror. Try not to be too exaggerated in your movements. Once you’re comfortable with your movements, go out in public and try them. They should become second nature after a while.

Be sure, when observing, to observe a wide range of guys, of all races, shapes and sizes. If you’re tall and thin, feel free to pay closer attention to tall thin guys, but watch everyone. Otherwise, you’ll just be doing an impression of the one or two tall thin guys you saw. Get an average and go with that.

Handshakes: Make them firm, not like a dead fish. Lock your thumb into the other person’s hand, and look them in the eye. Don’t pump excessively.”

http://t-vox.org/advice/trans-man-passing-tips

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“Practice walking. Women tend to take up less space when they walk, with their feet close together as if walking on an invisible line, causing the hips to sway. Men tend to walk slightly on each side of that invisible line, giving them more of a straight, swaggering walk that accents their hips less and takes up more space. A lot of guys also keep their hands busy by holding something, or keeping their hands in their pockets.

Work on sitting. Again, women try to take up less space, often crossing their legs, while men usually don’t care how much space they take up. Leave your legs open and lean back more. If you do cross your legs, put your ankle on your knee, making a box shape.

Consider your stance. Men don’t usually put their hands on their hips unless they’re thinking. They also tend to cross their arms higher over their chests. Putting your hands in your pockets is always good. Some ladies stick their hip out and angle their foot, while masculine guys tend to stand straight and without their hips off to one side.

Hold conversations. Women tend to send more signals to show that they’re listening: nodding, saying “Uh huh,” or “Oh no,” asking “And then what happened?” etc. Men do less of this, usually tilting their head or looking at the speaker to show they’re paying attention. Their voices may also be more monotone, with less inflections.

Pay attention to your arms. Women tend to move their arms a lot more than men when walking, so try to keep your arms to your sides. Just avoid making your arms extremely stiff or you may look suspicious.

Try hanging out in a populated spot and watch guys of all ages and “types” and see how they interact. Get a feel for their mannerisms, and try to emulate them. You may find that you already do a lot of those things, but you probably still have a number of typically female characteristics you’ll want to unlearn. If you’re having a hard time figuring this out, follow someone and imitate their walk.”

https://www.wikihow.com/Pass-As-a-Male-%28For-FTMs%29

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Sit in a coffee shop window or on a park bench and watch the way men and women move. There is certainly a difference, though not a universal one. Men tend to stand with a wider stance and not lean on one hip, tend to cross their legs at their ankles or rest their ankle above their knee, gesture less, and walk with their chests instead of their hips. If you’re interested, think about what specific mannerisms tend to be common in men or in women that you see. Keep in mind that there can be tremendous variation in different areas of the world, different cultures, and different social settings. For example, a man walking up to the ring for a boxing match does not walk the same as a man waiting in line at the post office.

If you want to examine how your mannerisms compare to other men around you, here are some guiding questions.

How do men walk? Do they seem to lead with their shoulders, or with their hips? Look at the stance of the shoulders and elbows, and the placement of the feet. Check out this walking demo applet.

How do men sit down? Do they keep their legs close together, or open?

How do men greet other men? Do they shake hands, or nod slightly? Is it the same when greeting women?

How do men convey emotion? When do they smile, laugh, or raise the tone of their voice?

Are there mannerisms that tend to read as gay or straight? Young or old? Serious or relaxed?

https://www.reddit.com/r/ftm/wiki/index#wiki_passing_and_presentation

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Followers say:

mutantami said: Hi 🙂 There are a number of tools that you can utilize. HRC.org has a ton of literature on so many different topics! The Human Right Campaign is extremely reliable and resourceful site. They stay up to date with the latest information in the LGBTQ community. If you are already aware of aware the HRC then you know what it’s all about 😀 I have so much more I want 2 say 2 u, & I typed it all out, but I got cut off 2 many characters. Feel free to message me. Hope to hear from you!

moostacheo said: For the Guy pose anon, most guys at my school tend pretty straight with their hands behind their backs, or with their hands in their pockets. If they have something like a bag on them, they usually sling it over one shoulder and put that hand in their pocket, though it’s probably not great for posture.

kriahfox said: not posing but when men walk they shift their weight more from foot to foot, kinda lurching, keeping their torso stiffer, while women sway their hips and shoulders to walk more upright. it’s pretty subtle. it’s not posing i know but it’s what I’ve noticed

osteoclastics said: unitymanipulator.devian… has served me well

whatsthatcat said: If this was about passing. The best (and most convenient) way to go is to just be mostly natural and relaxed. Youll absorb the behaviours you like anyway.

thisnamehasbeenreserved said: For the guy poses anon—I’ve actually looked into this. It takes some practice to get used to, but men and boys typically keep their hands to their side/in their pockets. They stand with spread legs, on occasion leaning onto one more than the other. Someone said that going for your most relaxed and natural position is best and I just wanted to add on that I do agree with that, but for people who are looking for more ways, observing and practicing the different behaviors to see which fit best can help a lot. I thought this info might help a bit as well. If anyone wants more tips on this they can message me on my blog(the one I’m sending this from^^)

farkenshnoffingottom said: If you’re sitting, crossing your leg with your ankle over your other knee so you create a sort of triangle thing (as opposed to your legs being pressed together and the crossed leg hanging down over the other knee) wow this is surprisingly difficult to put into words. Anyway, that’s a more masc way to do that

macksthetranstiger said: Standing with your legs about shoulder length apart is a good start, and guys tend to either put their hands in their pockets or cross their arms a lot.

mysinsarehypothetical said: Guys tend to stand straightish but not quite straight, normally with either their hands in their pockets or their arms crossed across their chest from what I’ve seen

hypermxbile said: @guy pose anon- guys stand with their hands on their hips all the time, actually. my step dad and his male relatives do it anytime they’re standing around and they’re the epitome of Southern Hypermasculinity. the difference is that they keep their legs/hips straight while “feminine” people shift their weight to one hip or the other (making a hip “pop” out).

nonbinaryresource said: Walk with your shoulders, not your hips. Imagine a line in front of you. Traditionally, a more feminine gait would involve putting one foot in front of the other, toe to heel and heel to toe on the line itself. A more masculine one, or one that accommodates a packer, would involve walking parallel to the lines, not directly on top of it, and more aligned with the width of your shoulders. Imagine your center of balance being higher in your body. -mod bion

[desolationofzara]

three’s a crowd, but four’s a party part 2

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jon Kent, Connor Kent, Tim Drake

Pairing: TimKon, DamiJon

Summary: just two batboys trying to double date with their super boyfriends

A/N: annnnnddddd here’s part two!! This one focus’s more on Jon and Kons dynamic. Their actual date is in a little bit, I wanna build up to it and make it perfect! I also wanted to base my Kon off of @daddyschlongleg art. Enjoy!

Jon raced home after school. So maybe he’s a little excited to go to the fair. A little excited for his date. The thought of it made his smile widen and his heart beat a little faster.

“I’m home!” Jon called, opening the door to his house. There was unusual silence in the house. Jon knew his Dad could hear his bus drop him off a block before, and Krypto was usually racing out to meet him. “Anyone the-” Jon started but what cut off by a strong force knocking him to the ground. Jon shook the dizziness from his head and tried to find his attacker.

“Surprise!” a familiar voice yelled on top of him.

“I saw you last night when you got here Kon, it’s not a surprise.” Jon groaned.

“Flattered, but i’m not the surprise. Me tackling you was the surprise.” Kon smirked, getting off of the younger boy. Jon rolled his eyes as Kon helped him up. “Me going with you on your date is another one.”

Jons head snapped up. “You’re joking.”

“Nope.” Kon grinned, ruffling Jons hair. Jon was swatting him away when Clark approached.

“Hey kiddo, how was school?”

“Dad! Please tell me that Kon isn’t coming with me and Damian!” Jon cried.

“Tim’s going too.” Clark smiled, trying to console his youngest.

Jon relaxed immediately, “Oh. Like a double date. Okay. That’s not too bad.”

“What’s wrong with just me?!” Kon asked, offended.

“You want me to list them?” Jon smirked, walking into the kitchen.

“Don’t be a little shi-snot.” Kon quickly corrected himself. Jon chuckled opening the fridge.

“What are you making? Make me one too!” Kon cried from the living room.

“Make it yourself!” Jon called back, even though he was already making a sandwich for Kon. He could hear his ‘brother’ grumble as he dramatically trudged into the kitchen.

“How are you going to eat four PB&Js?”

“I’m a growing kryptonian boy, my appetite is through the roof.” Jon smiled, leaning down to let Krypto lick the last of the peanut butter off of the butter knife.

“Guess you could say your appetite is- out of this world!” Kon snorted.

Jon laughed loudly. Kon stuck his hand out expectantly. Jon looked at his hand and raised an eyebrow.

“Payment for entertainment.” Kon said with a tone that implied a ‘duh’ at the end.

Jon rolled his eyes and handed Kon a sandwich.

“For another sandwich, i’ll give you advice.” Kon said, scarfing down half of his sandwich in one bite.

“Advice?” Jon asked, his cheeks full of food too.

Kon swallowed, “On how to deal with Robins of course!”

“So, dating advice?”

“Sure, lets go with that.”

“You’re my big brother. You’re supposed to give me dating advice whether I want it or not.”

“My brain doesn’t work on an empty stomach.” Kon sighed dramatically, leaning over the kitchen counter like a diva on a piano.

Jon mock gasped, “You have one of those!?”

“I swear im gonna beat you up.” Kon glared, not moving from his position.

“Avoid the face, please. That’s the money maker.” Jon smiled, handing Kon another sandwich.

Kon snorted, accepting the sandwich. “Lesson one: How to deal with the Big Bad Batman.”

“Otherwise known as How To Develop an Immunity to Kryptonite.” Jon smiled into his food.

“Bingo, baby cakes. Gonna have to ask Daddy on that though.”

Jon started choking on his last bite of food. “I’m so done with you.” He gasped out, walking away from his older brother.

“Where are you going?! My lessons aren’t done!” Kon called after Jon.

“Im gonna take a shower! Cause some narcissist wanted to hog up the bathroom all morning!” Jon called walking up the stairs.

“Listen! When you have an amazing body like mine, it’s a crime not to look!” Jon heard Kon yell as he got to the second floor. Jon heard a chuckle and a sigh from his fathers office.

Jon showered and changed into black pants and a pressed denim shirt. He walked down the stairs toweling off his hair.

“Dawwww, don’t you look dapper, Baby Supe.” Kon crooned from the couch. Jon was about to thank him until Clark opened his mouth.

“Yeah, he and Louis went to the mall before she left for her conference. Picked out an outfit just for today.” Clark smirked, reading something on his laptop.

"Is this the shirt he got specifically that matches his eyes, so that Damian can get lost in Jon’s deep blue orbs?” Kon swooned dramatically, flopping down into Clarks lap. Jon could feel his face start burning.

“That would be the one.” Clark grinned.

"Wow Kon. Going to poetry slams again?" Jon sassed back, hiding his reddening face with his towel. A pillow smacked him in the face. Jon snapped his head toward his smirking older brother.

"Boys." Clark drawled, not bothering to look up from the article he was reading.

“He started it.” Jon pouted.

“Tattle tale.” Kon grinned, blowing a small puff of air in his direction. The towel flew off Jon’s head and his hair was immediately dried.  

Jon leaped onto the couch. By no means was the thing big enough for three kryptonian men (well, two kryptonian men, and one adolescent.) but that didn’t stop the Kents. Jon was sat on Kons stomach and Kon was practically laying on top of Clark, who was smushed to the edge.

“How do you weigh so much, you’re so skinny!” Kon groaned from under him. Jon ignored him and started to channel surf. After about a minute of complaining, Kon noticed Jons foot bouncing up and down. He also noticed Jon unlocking his phone, checked the screen, then locked it again every thirty seconds.

“Psst.” Kon mock whispered to Clark. “I think he’s nervous.”

“Really? What gave you that assumption?” Clark asked in the same tone. Jon shifted to sit on Kons ribs.

“OW. YOUR BUTT IS SO BONY!”

Jon opened his mouth to give a smart ass reply until there was a knock at the door. Jon shot up from the couch, but Clark was faster.

“Hi Tim, how are you?” Clark smiled, opening the door wider to let him in. “Damian.” Clark said in a deeper, graver, tone.

“Clark.” Damians voice came from the other side of the door.

“Alright!” Jon exclaimed, pushing his father out of the way and grabbing the back of his older brothers shirt. “We’ll be going now! See you at 11!” Jon called over his shoulder, hauling his brother, his date, and his brothers date to the car.

“Woah! Wait a second!” Clark called, grabbing the back of Jons shirt.

“And we were almost to the car too.” Damian sighed under his breath.

“Don’t you think 11 is a little late?” Clark asked. His stern Dad face was on.

“No?” Jon asked in a hopeful voice, slowly turning on his puppy dog eyes. Clark gave Jon a skeptical look.

“Don’t worry Clark, they’re with us.” Tim smiled.

“Yeah, how much trouble can they get into with us hovering over their shoulders?” Kon grinned.

Clark sighed. “Fine, but I want you boys back here at 11. Not a minute later.” Kon and Jon mock saluted. Clark closed the door and the Super Brothers high fived.

Kon gave Tim a quick peck on the lips. “Ready to see me kick Jons butt and win you every prize there is at this shindig?”

“He fell out of the shower this morning and bumped his head. He must still be out of it.” Jon mock whispered to Tim. He heard Damian snort next to him and turned to give him a grin. The only thing that Jon could comprehend in that moment was how good Damian looked in normal clothes.

“You look great.” Jon blurted. He could feel his cheeks begin to burn.

“Thank you, you do as well.” Damian gave a small smile back, a small blush littering across his cheeks.

“Awwww, how about we get this show on the road, lovebirds?” Kon said, draping an arm around each boy.

Damian gave Kon a glare that screamed, ‘you’re lucky im trying to date your brother or you wouldnt have arms right now.’

Jons face just turned a deeper shade of red.

[evakfanficsrecs]

EVAK FANFICS RECS / PART 7

ONESHOTS:

riches and wonders by anathema (azirapha1e) Summary: In some universes, love blossoms in swimming pools. In others, there are kittens involved.

#hashtag by Bellakitse Summary: Even gets Instagram, it’s all about Isak.

sickeningly sweet like honey by tomlinsoln ★ Summary: coffee shop!au; Even likes to write pickup lines on Isak's cup.

MORE UNDER THE CUT

Something Like This. by LostInAdmiration Summary: A drabble about a sunny morning with pancakes and dancing in the kitchen, and soft boys saying 'I love you' to each other for the first time.

Sju Minutter by nusmag Summary: It’s a love exercise, Isak supposes, shoving two people in the small, dark room under the tribune for seven minutes at a time.

Hearts Don't Break Around Here by LostInAdmiration Summary: Even was a ball of energy and fire - he flipped Isak’s life upside down the moment he came into it, and Eskild watched as Isak’s muscles began to uncoil and his heart started to fill and fill until it was positively overflowing.

Hjerterum by littlemovie (Lejla) Summary: roommates!au; Isak cleared his throat. “Hi,” he tried again looking at who, he gathered, was the ever-elusive third roommate. Even walked to the fridge, keeping his eyes glued to his feet. He took two cans of coke from his shelve and a bag of chips from the counter before making his way down to the basement again, shutting the door behind him. Isak huffed out a breath. “Well, that’s rude,” he mumbled to himself, going back to his sandwich and picking the knife up from the counter. He grabbed a coke from his own shelve in the fridge and made his way to his bedroom, closing the door behind him. Or Isak and Even are roommates and it's not going well.

Eye of the beholder by diamondjacket Summary: Isak can pinpoint the exact moment that Even notices what’s different about him, because his brows shoot up and his body goes still, and his eyes are darting around like he doesn’t know where to look first. And then, a slow, wide smile blooms on his face, and it’s blinding. “Wow,” he says, awed. “You look…” “Stupid,” Isak offers. Even shakes his head. “Beautiful.” Or: Isak discovers something about Even’s past, and he realizes he still has some growing to do. Also, lipstick is involved.

Cut Us Out In Little Stars by allyasavedtheday ★ Summary: Romeo and Juliet!au; Even Bech Næsheim. The boy making Isak’s heart beat double-time in his chest is Even Bech Næsheim. He can’t believe he didn’t realise it earlier. Even doesn’t have any social media and any pictures of him in the press are usually grainy or leave his appearance partly concealed through sunglasses or a hat but still. A sick part of his brain almost wants to laugh because of course. It’s not enough for Isak to like boys when he shouldn’t, no, he has to go and like that boy. The one boy his father would condemn him for being with without question.

daisies perched upon your forehead by tomlinsoln Summary: Even loves waking up next to Isak.

just let yourself in by TheMousePrince Summary: Even has the keys to Kollektivet and it's making him anxious. Or Isak and Even’s first proper date.

darling you look perfect by tomlinsoln ★ Summary: Even and Isak slow dance at a wedding.

Love and other stories by littlemovie (Lejla) ★ Summary: The guy in the picture had a black snapback on, which covered half his face, but what caught Isak’s attention was the sinful, plumb mouth half opened, the bottom lip dragged down by the guy’s thumb, his other fingers holding his snapback. A simple caption, Not Mags, but sure. And before he knew what he was doing, Isak had taken a screenshot of the picture and then he let out a sound, which he would never in a million years admit to. Linn looked at him from the other couch, her eyes disapproving. “You need to be quiet, Isak.” Isak’s wide eyes widened even more, and with a quick nod to appease Linn, he booked it to his room, his phone clutched in his hand. Or Isak accidentally falls in love over Snapchat and he doesn't regret it.

Picture Perfect by briennejamie Summary: Even loves taking pictures of his grumpy boyfriend.

No one could save me (but you) by diamondjacket ★ Summary: Isak, who didn’t want to kiss him on the street—even as Even’s mind was shouting yes yes please let’s show them let’s show them—but now shoots him a small, coy smile, who leans in and brushes his wicked mouth over Even’s, softly, without much fire but with so much heat, it leaves Even trembling, quaking inside. He feels his hands involuntarily clench into fists at his sides, and he almost chokes with how much he’s trying to hold back, to resist the urge to grab, to take. But oh God, he wants. Or a fic that takes place during 8:10, in the elevator/hotel room.

you got a pizza my heart by Leprechon Summary: Isak has a crush on the pizza delivery boy.

tortellini in love by orphan_account Summary: 'you found me in a mall crying over a bowl of noodles i dropped and i s2g im not usually like this im just having a really weird week’ au 

Samson by desert_coffin ★ Summary: Even braids Isak's hair. 

strong like some running waves by onhoedesrazao Summary: He looks at Even and it hits him again. 

The One With The Waggly Tail by tiptopevak Summary:  He's smiling at the dog, but, okay, maybe a little bit at Isak, too. 

A Million Miles Away by crescendohowell Summary: While they sit at the windowsill, Even thinks that Isak might be the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. He makes his heart ache already and they’re barely even met. It’s scary really. Bisexual; Even turns the word over in his head while they smoke. It feels right (really it always has) and Even finds that he isn’t as scared of it as he thought he would be. (In which Even comes to terms with being bi.)

CHAPTERED:

A Transference of Feelings by rumpelsnorcack ✓ Summary: Isak hated that he was being forced to do this. He hated leaving Nissen because of his stupid parents’ stupid fights and stupid rules. Isak didn’t understand why he had to move just because they couldn’t get their shit together anymore; this felt like more punishment on top of having been left alone with his mother and all her weird moods and difficult behaviours. Aka, the au where Isak transferred schools rather than Even.

Are You Lost? by nnooorraa Summary: What kind of language is Dutch anyway? In one of the parallel universes there's an Isak who gets lost in Amsterdam. And who better than Even Bech Næsheim to show him the way?

WAKE UP! by cuteandtwisted ★ ✓ Summary: Even can't stop having dreams about this strange boy. He's never seen him before. But why does it feel like he's the only person that ever mattered? Or: Even has no idea who Isak is but he still loves him aka EvenDreams!AU

A Collection of Even & Isak's First Kiss AU Shorts by fandomlimb Summary: A bunch of short AUs about what could have been if the first ‘Evak’ kiss had gone down differently. 

hot like fire, take you higher by birthmarks ★ Summary: Isak Valtersen was a teenage boy and with that came internalized feelings and avoidance of communication. He spent more time morbidly thinking about his life than actively attempting to improve it. But that was about to change soon, considering the circumstances. He was entering his first serious relationship and everyone kept telling him that “trust and communication are the foundation of every healthy relationship!” (insert eye roll here). The issue was that most of the time what he really thought about was sex. And while he knew it was normal to think about, he was more than content with ignoring the topic than experiencing how awkward it could be to discuss it. Or: in which Isak and Even fall in love, discover their kinks, and experience life along the way.

don't you keep it all to yourself by colazitron ★ ✓ Summary: coffee shop!au; Isak starts buying daily coffees before school at Kaffebrenneriet around the corner because it tastes better than the coffee in the cafeteria and keeps his hands warm. But mostly because the barista is heart-stoppingly cute. Or: An AU in which Even didn't need to repeat his last year and instead started working at the coffeeshop Isak passes on his way to school every morning.

Kollektivet by hellagroovy Summary: roommates!au; ”I can’t go back there. I can’t go back there, you gotta understand.” ”Alright,” Eskild repeated. He bit his bottom lip slightly. He was too kind for this world, and he didn’t even want to think about what his roommates would say if he dragged a complete stranger home. So he didn’t. Think about it. Instead, he sighed slightly and squeezed his eyes shut. He was so going to regret this. But he didn’t want to leave the poor boy all alone on the street when it was dark and cold outside. ”Why don’t you come with me then? You can crash on my couch.”

Anything and Everything by primaryuniverse Summary: uni!au; This one’s different and he doesn’t feel angry at the boy or suffocated by the question that hangs in the air. Because he knows the boy doesn’t mean it like that. He just knows. It’s only unspoken curiosity and subtle wonder written across his features and god, he can’t look away again. So he offers a small smile, and the boy returns it and there goes Evens stomach again. And then the boy retreats into his room but not before he speaks one last time, “Isak.” “Hmm?” “My name’s Isak. Isak Valtersen.” But Even already knew that, didn’t he? Or: The Uni AU where Even calls Isak baby a lot and Isak melts every time. 

i hate your face, it makes my heart skip a beat by Bellakitse ★ Summary: HateToLove!au & tutoring!au; Isak is failing History and his friends have the great idea that their new friend Even should tutor him. It's perfect except Isak doesn't like Even or the way his stupid face makes his stomach flip.

Head Over Heels by LostInAdmiration ✓ Summary: An AU in which Jonas is a pretty popular skateboarder with a decent social media following because of it, and Isak is his supportive (if not slightly disgruntled) photographer friend. Jonas is the best at Nissen, up until a new guy transfers (bet you can guess who that is) and becomes the new hot topic at school. Isak is totally smitten, even if he wont admit it, and Even turns down his time skating with his friends in favour of sitting and talking to Isak instead

Tired of using Technology by skambition ✓ Summary: Isak & Even texting... about sex, love, relationships, school, family, daily stuff, and whatever else you text about.

Need you right in front of me by skambition ✓ Summary:  Additional One-Shots to the Texting-Fic "Tired of using Technology" .

i guess that's destiny doing it right by allyasavedtheday ★ ✓ Summary: The alternate universe where Even originally went to Nissen and became friends with Isak and Jonas when they started first year but moved away after his episode at the start of second year only for Isak to never hear from him again. Fastforward to the summer before Isak starts college when he’s travelling around Spain and bumps into a certain someone in Barcelona. 

You Don't Even Know Me! by cuteandtwisted ★ ✓ Summary: HateToLove!au; "Let's keep our daddy issues out of work," said Even. "Excuse me?!" Or: The one in which Isak and Even are interns who start on the wrong foot and don't like each other at all (except that they do).

(★ - personal favorites | ✓ - completed fics)