#I'm into it for story but god i was THINKING in Spanish a couple days ago

[luchia13]

I've been watching qsmp and it's amazing how much Spanish is coming back to me, I end up forgetting to put subtitles on and still usually know what's being said! I even know some basic words in Portuguese now too, like "fofo" and "obrigado" and "Richas bota o armadura". I'm having a ROUGH time with following French tho so thank fuck for the live translator.

It's awesome to watch actual adults communicate in multiple languages and work together and be friends and make such a cool riveting story!!!

[weeknd-ogoc]

AMERICAN JESUS 𐙚 LOGAN SARGEANT

SUMMARY: in which logan feels like you're the only one who believes in him.

(inspired by nessa barrett's song, american jesus)

FACE CLAIM: nailea devora

CONTAINS: spanish!reader, o'ward!reader, lando being messy, small smut scene; unprotected sex, missionary, praising & a small angst scene due to an argument.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: hope you guys like it!! 💙

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"god, i don't deserve you." logan quietly whispered as he hugged your sleeping body just a bit more tighter.

every now and then he would think back to the day the two of you had met — it was really love at first sight for him but you on the other hand, it took you a good while to really notice him.

he was just a rookie and you were the younger sister of pato o'ward who was in the mclaren indycar team, zak brown had invited you to the mclaren garage every now and then so you were hanging out with people like lando and your brother's good friend, checo.

soon enough you were hanging out with oscar and he found this as an opportunity to finally introduce himself to you.

"they're good friends..." oscar told him as they ate and at the table in front of them sat lando and you. "pretty sure lando has a thing for her but she's hard to read so i'm not sure if she does."

logan was ashamed to admit that this moment was when he sort of became jealous of lando.

oscar knew him for years now so he knew how to easily read him, he had a crush on you. "just talk to y/n, she's really sweet so it's not like she's going to ignore you or something."

so when it was time to go logan held the door open for you and you smiled at him.

"such a gentlemen, thank you!" you smiled and turned back around to lando who was eyeing the whole interaction between the two of you. "you've never opened the door for me."

as time went on he saw you show up to more races — you never went into the williams garage but he still managed to bump into you and you guys even exchanged numbers at one point.

"captain america!"

alex and lily saw the little smile that appeared on logan's face when he saw you walking towards him.

they both thought you guys would be so cute together.

"congratulations on getting your first points!" they overheard, also seeing the hug you gave him and how quickly he was to wrap his arms around your waist and gently twirl you around. "i told you that you had nothing to worry about!"

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logan sargeant was known to be quite the gentleman but all chivalry leaves his body when he had you sprawled out and trembling as his dick drilled into you at a steady pace.

his confidence in himself had gone significantly down since they chose alex to drive his car in australia this weekend and now there was rumors of a certain boy from formula 2 possibly replacing him.

"tell me again." he whispered as he pulled himself out of you, leaving his tip right at your entrance.

you whined from the loss of the feeling. "log plea-"

"tell me again." he pressed light kisses onto your cheek. "please, i need to hear it from you, always you."

aside from alex placing eleventh in his car and the rumors, lando had gushed to you about his pole position and decided to go find you after he placed p3 just to give you a hug, giving him a smirk right after letting you go.

"i love you and i believe in you."

he pushed back into you right after those words leading you to scratch down his very toned back and lock your legs behind his waist.

"god, i really don't deserve you." he said right before picking up his pace and hitting your sweet spot continuously soon leaving the both of you to see stars.

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"i'm such a dumb fuck!" you overhead logan say as he placed nineteenth in qualifying for the sprint.

it completely broke your heart listening to him say that about himself because you knew he had what it took to get into a good position but since the team was always prioritizing alex it was making him lose his confidence.

so it left him feeling uneasy for the next two days because he really wanted to get points in and make everyone proud of him, make you proud of him.

the day of the race you made sure to give him a good peptalk and he nodded along to your words, kissing your forhead. "you're right i got this, what am i even worrying about?" and just before he could tell you that you were his good luck charm, alexandra was calling you due to the girls wanting to meet up to see the puppies together on the paddock. "go. i'll come get you before we have to go back into the garage."

after a good fifteen minutes of girl gossip and the puppies playing together — you had noticed a blue and an orange figures talking in the distance, you knew how lando was towards logan so you decided you should go stop their conversation incase it wasn't going well.

"ugh they're adorable, maybe i should tell pierre to get us one." kika said as she looked at both yours and alexandra's puppies play around.

just a few minutes before that logan had just ended his small discussion with alex and james, he was looking for you but instead bumped into lando instead.

"logan! i was looking for y/n, do you know where she is?"

"she's with the girls showing off our dog." logan emphasized the word our to him.

"oh right, oscar told me about that." he popped a chip into his mouth and patted logan's shoulder. "so when did you guys become a thing? we used to talk all the time and she never even mentioned you guys talking."

logan knew he wasn't the best liked on the grid so he knew you weren't going to get the best support through social media and you knew how protective your brother was over you that you guys decided to keep your relationship a secret for awhile.

"right, i actually asked her out during the mexican grand prix last year and we just decided to keep things quiet."

"so that's why she cancelled our date over there." lando popped another chip in his mouth and nodded. "keeping a girl like her a secret mus-"

"hey babe should we start heading to the garage?" logan felt a pair of arms wrap around him and felt his building up anger, wash away. "hey lan."

"hey, i was looking for you but we can talk later..." he smiled at you and looked back at logan. "well see you on the track and good luck out there."

he rolled his eyes as soon as lando walked off and began walking with you towards the garage to get ready before the race started — you knew that interaction probably bothered him because he was being extremely quiet which was rare for him.

he felt his hands a bit clammy after you handed him his helmet and before he could put it on he gently kissed you. "quit being nervous, you're going to do great."

he nodded kissing you once more. "see you in a bit."

once the race began, you had been watching him through the screen nervously since he was doing pretty good — you had hope he would do good so the both of you could be in high spirits to move into your new condo in new york.

"are you sure you want to move in with me? i drool sometimes." you giggled as logan twirled you around. "and your son tends to snore sometimes."

"i know, you've drooled on me a few times already." he chuckled and nodded. "i don't know i'm going to get any sleep around you guys but i'll manage."

as you focused you attention back into the race you saw kevin magnussen make logan spin out of the race and you knew it was going to be such a hard week for him.

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after only four days since moving in, logan and you had already had your first fight which resulted you giving him the silent treatment that afternoon.

even though logan tried to put on a happy face you knew what happened on sunday was still bothering him but he didn't want to talk about it. "quit asking, i am fine!" he didn't mean for it to come out as loud as it did and he sighed looking back up to you. "look i-"

you didn't let him finish his sentence and walked into your shared bedroom with the dog following behind you — he pretended that your silence didn't bother him but it did and with all this silence he found himself thinking about the dnf and how this was most likely the end of his career.

he remembered you wrapping your small arms around his waist as he watched the rest of the race in silence. "it wasn't your fault amor."

at least he still had you right?

"it's a landmark day for lando, lando norris wins for the first time in formula one!" he scoffed as he overheard and excused himself from everyone. "it's victory in miami for norris and mclaren!"

he couldn't help but to think about lando — i mean he had a good team an even better car than him, he had the looks, his best friend and he knew the british boy wanted you.

but then he thought lando could never have you because you had eyes on him only and he was always letting his jealousy get into his head that he kept forgetting.

so the next morning you finally decided to leave the room quietly to walk your puppy and saw logan with a pout on his face. you had expected him to come crawling into bed some point at night but he never did.

he watched as you grabbed the blue leash and usually he would tag along but he thought you wouldn't want him around at time time.

and it was his own fault for missing out on it.

"be careful baby." he called out as you start heading for the exit but you just give him a small nod which causes him to slouch a bit. "have fun?"

your silence left him pouting once more and just as you were about to open the door, he sprinted towards you. "please tal-"

“logan, i'm giving you your spa-”

he groaned before grabbing onto your hand. "no. i want you to be in my space and i'm sorry for even shouting, it was so stupid and i did not even mean for it to come out like that."

before he could continue, you had placed a soft kiss on his cheek and nodded. "i know."

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at the beginning of your relationship with logan, he was super patient with you after telling him he had to wait before you could introduce him to your siblings because of how protective your brother was over you and your sister.

"i just don't think lando is boyfriend material, he's like a diva..." you remembered your brother showing up to your room one early morning after pictures were posted of you and lando at a club.

"first of all, we're just friends i don't like him and please get out so i can continue my beauty sleep."

you had the biggest fear that your siblings wouldn't like him as much as you did but after some time you told your sister. "he's adorable, i'm glad he makes you happy."

just a month after lando had gone to tell pato about your relationship and your brother insisted on meeting him but you kept making excuses on why it wasn't the time yet.

"y el guero?" your brother asked the next morning and you guys giggled at his morning hair. "you guys don't look any better." (and the white boy?)

you scoffed throwing a pillow at him. "he went to get us bagels and coffee."

your sister braided your hair as she did since you guys were younger. "i like him, he's really nice."

ever since you were little pato had chased off boys that got too close to you and your sister but when elba had found her now husband, he became a little less annoying about who you were hanging out with.

he even tried setting you up with his other teammate david malukas before he knew about logan and you politely declined. "fine but you are missing out cause he's really great and i would approve instantly!"

pato nodded as he rested his head onto your lap. "yeah he's cool i guess."

by the time logan got back he caught the three of you having a pillow fight — he loved how close you guys were so he should probably get used to almost always having them around from now on, not that he had a problem with that because they were actually really fun to hang around.

he even planned to go fishing with your brother next week and your sister had invited you guys over for a sleepover the following week so he could meet her husband.

"i'll tell you what i told alba's husband the day i met him..." he remembered pato drunkly tell him last night. "she's a big girl and i know she can protect herself but i promise you te mataré si la lastimas." (i'll kill you if you hurt her)

right before he could even ask what that meant elba smacked her brother's arm. "he's kidding, he won't actually kill you."

logan chuckled nodding but with the look he was giving him right now he knew he probably wasn't joking. "i would never dream of hurting her."

later that afternoon everyone decided to watch a movie so you were setting up the snacks and logan stopped you, kissing your forhead as he always did.

"you're amazing." he whispered before giving you another kiss. "you're the greatest love of my life."

you smiled and before you could kiss him, pato cleared his throat. "sorry to interrupt this little nasty moment but your dog just peed on the carpet."

𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

© 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐧𝐝-𝐨𝐠𝐨𝐜 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

[landograndprix]

belong with me ✾ c.s

summary – Carlos simply doesn't care about what people have to say about him, at the end of the day you choose to be with him.

requested – yes! – I would love to see a Carlos insta au where no one can believe he’s dating a supermodel and everyone’s always reminding him about how she’s so far out of his league !!!

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[castielific]

20 questions for fic writers

How many works do you have on A03? 25

What's your total word count? 454 434 words

What fandoms do you write for? Supernatural. My first english fics were about Teen Wolf. Before that, I wrote in french about House MD and Stargate Sg1.

Top 5 fics by kudos:

Baby One More Time (sterek): 4 142 kudos

Carry You Home (sterek): 2 157 kudos

Fancy and the Tramp (destiel): 1 147 kudos

But she's the Devil in Disguise (sterek): 1 030 kudos

Grace my Soul (destiel): 891 kudos

Do you respond to comments?

Not all of them. Mostly because sometimes I'm not sure how to respond and feel ridiculous saying the same thing again and again. I appreciate them all though. They all make me so happy and I'm grateful to those who takes the time to leave one. They always make my day.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Like Clipped Petunias (destiel). This is my darkest fic. I've had people telling me they had PTSD from it. The end is really angsty and horrifying. It was not supposed to end this way, but this is where the story took me. In the end, I think it fits.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Grace my Soul (destiel) comes to mind. Baby Jimmy is such a delight and the last chapter of that fic is my favorite one.

Do you get hate on fics?

I don't remember ever getting any. I did have a few problems with people stealing my stories or posting them elsewhere. In the past, I also had a few stalkers/stans sending messages that creeped me out (especially for my french fics).

Do you write smut?

Yes! I didn't used to for Teen Wolf, but I've realized that fic with a higher rating tends to get more views (which I get because I rarely read pg13 or under myself), so I started writing it. I both love and hate writing those parts. It always feels kind of awkward to share those imageries, I'm never sure what words to use or how far I should go.

Craziest crossover?

I have a WIP that was a Psych/Teen Wolf crossover.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes. More than once. I've had a few cases of people putting their own name on my stories, but mostly people repost it without my consent on other websites such as wattpad. Ao3 is the only place I post, so if you see one of my story elsewhere, it's been stolen. Please warn me if you do.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! It's such an amazing thing to think about! I have had translations in spanish, russian and chinese.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Once or twice. To be honest, I think I'm too OCD for it to work, I want it exactly as I want it lol. Help from betareaders is precious though, sometimes they write a couple paragraphs for me, or help me reformulate some things better, or just brainstorm the stoyline with me and give me brillant ideas. Fics are always better with some help.

All-time favorite ship? Destiel forever bb

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Frozen Inside (sterek) is the only WIP I've ever posted. I feel terribly guilty about it because it's been more than half a decade now and people are still asking me for a sequel. Sometimes I read it over and try, but it's just...done. Thankfully, the last chapter could be taken as a end. Kind of. God, I feel awful and I'm so sorry.

I also have tons of unpublished wip that are nearly over. I wish I'll be able to end them, because there are some stories I really really like.

What are your writing strengths?

Hyperfocus. My best stories come out that way. I'll write fifty thousand words in two days or not at all. Sadly, I can't control it. Inspiration also tend to come at the exact moment I can't possibly write, which is sooo frustrating.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Description and world building. I tend to focus too much on the action and dialogues, but forget to tell about where they are and when. I let readers fill the blank way too often, which is something I really need to work on. I've been trying to rewrite some of my fics into original stories and that made it very obvious to me.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

It depends. Sometimes the translation is in the end note and it can put me out of the story, especially if it's an important part of the dialogue. If it's just a few words or if it's done in a way you understand it anyway, it can be beautiful!

First fandom you ever wrote in? Stargate SG1.

Favorite fic you've written?

The Guy Next Door (destiel), I think. I laughed, I cried, I squealed, I facepalmed. I must have looked like a maniac writing that story. Castiel was very fun to write for that one. Dean...I wanted to slap Dean so many times while I wrote. I had no control over him, I swear, he kept on being an idiot and made me scream at my screen.

I was surprised earlier, that this fic is not in the top five stories because it's one of my personal favorite.

This exercise was very fun to do. I won't tag anyone, if you feel like doing it, just do it, I'm curious to read about all of you!

[sadlittleromantic]

the black widow

payback 2023

The theme i had in mind

The judgment day x oc or y/n

Warnings bad spelling bad punctuation slightly suggestive smut but not actual smut if that makes sense bad Spanish for a nor Spanish speaker( I am slowly learning how to speak Spanish though so let me know if I got it right or wrong)

Llevemos al bebé a casa = let's take the baby home

Ven y salta = come on jump

Quédate con tu pequeña dom sucia! = stay with your little dom!

mi dulce bebe = my sweet baby

Déjame cuidarte = let me take care of you

Está bien mami = it's fine mami

I couldn't decide if I was going to be a y/n story or a oc story so I did both sorry. No gender is said but there's talk about wearing underwear and bra and the OC or y/n gets called Mami.

And also if you steal my work I will report you don't do that!

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I'm in the backstage with Damian and Finn watching Dominik running out and helping Rhea in the match with Raquel, Damian and Finn know that I want to go out and help, but I can't I got injured a couple weeks ago In a match with Indi Hartwell. Admittedly I was not supposed to be in the match but I wanted to help Rhea and I had a good reason

* A couple weeks ago *

I was in the backstage watching the TV and at a moment Rhea looked like she needed help and me being me and being left alone I ran out there to help but when I did Indi picked me up and threw me into the edge of the Ring. I didn't know what I was trying to do but I left up my leg and I hit my knee. I don't know what happened after because I passed out because of the pain, I just knew I was being picked up and carried by someone I think they were taking me back to Medical. I think halfway there I think I heard Rhea's theme and I knew at that moment that she won or maybe I was hallucinating

or this is just a dream? 10 minutes later I remember waking up in medical with my knee bandage up and a sad-looking Dominik giving me papers that said that I was on medical leave and that I could not help with the upcoming matches until I got cleared, I was going to say something I really was until rhea ran into the room and run up to me when she saw me and picking me up and when she was doing that she was saying " what were you thinking! Are you ok?" "My love I am okay," I said while she was setting, me down on my feet on the ground, and when she put me down I yelped falling into Dominik. Damien shared a look with everybody else in the Judgment Day and said to Joseph thank you, and then he said"Llevemos al bebé a casa". "Ven y salta" Dominik said I looked at him hesitantly for a minute, I might be short but I'm on the heavier side I'm scared I might crush him but I remember what happened a couple nights ago and how he was holding me. So I think I'm going to be fine I hop on and they brought me home

*End of flashback*

Dominik is running out while Rhea is trying to get to the rope of the Ring and she looks like she is in pain I can hear the announcers freaking out and I can hear the crowd freaking out, I can't find Damien and Finn but I need to get out there I was supposed to stay in the back I'm not supposed to go out until Monday. I got the okay to fight it was supposed to be a surprise at the end of Payback while I was pacing back and forth, and I don't know when but I looked up at the TV and Dominik was getting dragged I needed to get out there I don't know when but I started running

My theme started and my fireworks went off the crowd is freaking out and the announcers are too. Dominik got hit and thrown by Raquel I don't know when but I started running faster I can hear my heartbeat it's so loud I get up to the ring and hop into it while Raquel is confused and distracted I get ready to do my finishing move to help my partners, "oh my God the little psycho Rosa *or y/n *is in the ring ready to help dirty dom and Mami! " Says Michael Cole Rhea gets up and has a devilish look in her eyes as she nods her head I go from one side to the ring to the other side and as I'm running back to the other side Raquel tries getting me she runs full Force to me I'm scared from a minute. But I'm not going to sit here and let her take my girlfriend's title and also I'm not going to sit here and let her hurt my boyfriend, I ran straight then I moved to the side I went to the Ropes and I put my foot on the second rope and I jumped with all my force moving my body upwards and as I was halfway up in the air I moved my legs to wrap around Raquel's body and I move my hands up wrap them around her with my wrist facing outwards one of my fist grabs A Fistful of hair and she falls down I have her in a pin "oh my God Black Widow pin!"Michael Cole says I have her right where I want her I am wrapped around her like how black widows wrap around their prey I think we're about to win, but she gets up and goes to the side

where Dominik is it and throws me out of the ring saying in a very annoyed tone "Quédate con tu pequeña dom sucia!" I feel a burning sensation in the back of my eyes. When I felt I hit the ground so hard I guess I'm okay I can move it just hurts it's going to bruise and it's going to be bad I know that but I guess since I'm on the heavier side my weight kind of saved me when she dropped me which I'm glad for. Dominik comes to me to help me up so I can sit down and he is doing that he whispers sweet things in my ear such as "mi dulce bebe", "Déjame cuidarte" and my favorite "Está bien mami" 2 minutes later I hear the impact of a Riptide and at that moment I knew rhea as won! Dominik and I hop into the ring and hug her Dominik is smiling I'm so happy he looks like he's still in pain but I'll help bandage him up When we get backstage Rhea looks so happy she's looking down. at me holding me and God does she look so hot I can't think like that not in the ring and with everyone around the stadium, I try to get my mind back especially since we're getting out of the ring and I don't want to trip while I'm thinking like this halfway down the ramp to the backstage rhea and Dominik kisses my cheeks I can feel the blush coming up for my stomach when rhea bends down and says "my love there is a lot more where that came from" with a flirtatious look in her eyes, and as we get to the backstage Damien and finn are there I'm scared just for a moment as I think about everything they can do to me but finn starts talking.

  " The crew wants us to take some videos and pictures for the company and then we can go hotel celebrate all of this gold and punish and please this little thing," he says everybody agrees a few minutes later they're done taking pictures and videos and I bandage up Dominik we walked to the where the car was parked. We get in the car and drive for about 25 minutes until we get to where we are staying until tomorrow morning Finn pulls me aside when we are on the level of the hotel that we are staying at and says "Run little rabbit we want you~" in a deep gravelly voice. I feel like  I was a prayer to them and they were the predators and I love that so much has I skipped down to the hotel room that we were staying at I got to imagine what they would do to me and as I got into the room

I take off my clothes and I hear the door open I'm now just in my purple and black lace underwear, and bra I'm stuck trying to unclasp but they are looking at each other and they Rush towards me trying to see who's going to be first and I know tonight's going to be very long but very fun.

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The end!

I hope this is good tell me if it was or tell me if it wasn't, and I hope you have a lovely night, day or evening it depends on when you are reading this eat something drink some water and take your meds Bye!

[clare-with-no-i]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank youuu @isahorcrux for the tag! it's been so long since I did one of these omigoddddd

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

37!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

392k. a bit crazy that the next chapter of theogony will put it over 400k. wauw!!!!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

publicly? Harry Potter and Percy Jackson. privately? I have an entire folder on my laptop called 'other shit' which is just one-shots for about fifteen different fandoms which I will never publish <3

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

god. this is really making me look at my statistics page which I actively try not to do lol. but it's one long day, I will carry you, color theory, foreigner's god, and growing pains. what can I say, the ppl love the they lived AUs!

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to but I'm terrible about it which is a personal failing. I am so sorry. a new strategy that helps with this is that with my WIPs I try to respond right after the next chapter is posted so the person gets a nice lil notif and they have something else to read!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh hmmm. I guess the derelict art of letting go ending was angsty, but the whole thing was angsty. the end was bittersweet. maybe Invictus? ok new problem is I can't remember what I've written

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

foreigner's god! it's always clare why did you write all of that sad stuff into foreigner's god clare why did you write their deaths in such brutal detail clare I made my roommate read this and now she won't stop crying blah blah and it's never hey clare thanks for that nice ending scene where they're just married and lying in bed and vibing!!!!!!!!!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

yeah I do and I think under viking law I'm legally permitted to fistfight the commenters!!!!!!!!!!!! step up cowards!!!!!!!!!!!!

9. Do you write smut. If so, what kind?

god. lmao. yes I do! not often, though, I'm afraid. I tend to write an extremely narrow niche which is just exorcising trauma through sex and personal intimacy. I have no chill :)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

no I actually usually dislike crossovers lol. like theogony is a fusion of the outlander premise but I can assure you that James Alexander Malcom MacKenzie Frasier will not make an appearance. crossovers stress me out and I like to keep my little fictional words separate, if I can. ok edit: on further review I've concluded that I enjoy premise swaps (these are just AUs lol), but I can't deal with characters from multiple pieces of media interacting. it's too much. stay in your lanes, my god. this isn't super smash bros.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not a whole fic but someone basically copy and pasted a bunch of lines from NAR into their story and then a bunch of drama ensued. it sucked and I don't like looking at NAR because it reminds me of it. I still think about the anon who told me about it, though. they were so lovely and so caring and kind to me. I hope they're doing well.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! both with my permission and without. ha ha.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

babes I can't even finish the stories that I'm writing by myself

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

percabeth or zelink! or any doomed/short-lived/five seconds of screen time couple in a tv show or book. seriously idk why but I always fixate on the less important characters

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I renounce this question in the name of christ. amen.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I exist not with writing strengths or weaknesses but instead a secret third thing (stupidly recognizable style)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

see above

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I actually have a WIP where James lives in Spain to play quidditch and he speak Spanish in it :) eso me asusta mucho pq no he practicado mi español hace muchos años pero…sea lo que sea

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

percabeth! my ffnet account is still out there somewhere with ~four percabeth stories that are terrible :) just very bad :) no good :) horriblé :)

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

theogony or foreigner's god! or suze's bday fic but that's because I have never tailor-made something for someone quite like that fic and she was so sweet about it eye can't deal

tagging my internet wife @thequibblah bestie...knocking at ur door...standing outside with an edible arrangement...

[pbpsbff]

20 Questions (for fanfic writers)

got tagged by @fieldsofview :)) (and probably someone else. i have a draft of this from november. oops.)

1. how many works do you have on ao3? 47 as of yesterday:)

2. what's your total ao3 word count? 190,927

3. what fandoms do you write for? i've bounced around a lot of fandoms since i was like, 10, but since august 2022 i've been strictly writing for mcu spider-man (technically more leaning toward irondad, but. u know). with this in mind however, i have a couple 9-1-1 wips and am about one bad day away from writing big time rush fanfiction

4. top five fics by kudos: Peter Parker's Guide to: Texting, Twitter, and Tony Stark (2,110 kudos)

Everything's Coming Up Potatoes (439 kudos)

Is That a Potato in Your Pants, or Are You Just Happy to See Me? (422 kudos)

If You Give a Guy a Potato, He's Going to Ask You on a Date (401 kudos)

be mean to me (if you need to be mean) (331 kudos)

5. do you respond to comments?

...

i try my best. i genuinely have no idea how it's gotten this bad (if i ignore your comment please don't take it personally—i forgor)

6. what is your fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? oh god i don't have anything w/ a sad ending posted LOL i'm too much of a sucker for a happy ending. (i do have mcd in my drafts tho!!!)

maybe 15. There It Is Again, That Funny Feeling? It's more of a hopeful ending, but considering the context of the story entirely, it's pretty sad.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? every single fic in the series All's Fair in Love and Potatoes. this series is my happy place amongst all the death and despair on my account

8. do you get hate on fics? besides the hate i receive from sapoteylx? no

9. do you write smut i do! it'll never see the light of day but i do!

10. craziest crossover: i hate crossovers sorry guys. on my old ao3 tho i wrote a heathers au hamilton fic and that's probably the closest i'll ever get to one (unless we're counting r&r? since it's technically twd universe?) also this one time (i was 11. keep this in mind) i read a fic that was tagged jacob sartorius/bob duncan and i think about it daily

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? i hope not???

12. have you ever had a fic translated? NO but that would be so cool. i have some regular commenters that tend to comment in spanish and i'm always wondering if it would be easier for them if i had it translated but i only speak engish. idk fic translators are gods gift to writers i fear

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? i cowrote a hamilton chatfic in 2018. next question

14. all time favorite ship? every peter parker ship ever (excluding all the minor/adult ones). big sambucky and pepperony fan too tho

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? i have this wip that's like, peter agrees to go undercover for a mission because they need info from some big bad guy and peter is obviously the least recognizable of the bunch, but he gets kidnapped and all that good stuff. idk if i'll ever get around to finish it, because it's like 9 planned chapters and that is SO ambitious for me.

also my cellist!peter au? i've been trying to write it but the words haven't come to me idk

16. what are your writing strengths? ooooo i think i'm good at realistic dialogue and character dynamics—i have spent hours of my life on fandomwiki looking at different character's quotes and watching videos of their interaction with other characters because that's something so important to me.

i think i'm good at balancing angst and humor too?? idk the walking dead really shaped my writing style because u can have a silly scene and then 2 seconds later someone is dead on the floor. hope to carry that vibe through everything i do.

17. what are your writing weaknesses? i am so bad at describing settings and character actions. i can always see the scene in my mind but on paper it turns into they are at a house. peter sits down in the chair, and is sad. and it gets to a point where i just give up on trying to fix it

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language? ough if i ever write dialogue in another language i'll be consulting someone who speaks said language (which is what i actually have done!!!! i have a fic coming out soon w a spanish title and i asked aster-argent for help:)). or doing the thing people do where they just put the text in italics and write ," he said in spanish or some shit.

idk for the most part i stay away from it (ignoring the throwaway, casada harley joke i make in my parkner series) because at the end of the day i am a white girl who learned how to count to 10 in spanish because of dora and took 3 years of german.

19. first fandom you wrote in? ok so. i was 11 and on quotev, writing a chatfic about the bands twenty one pilots, panic at the disco, my chemical romance, and fall out boy. the fic is still up and it makes me nauseous to think about

i think technically i had an ldshadowlady fic out on wattpad before that but it was a blatant ripoff of another fic so. i don't count it

20. favorite fic you've written? i think this answer changes every day, and will change when i get my next group of fics out, but as of right now—

i'll put down my roots when i'm dead i'm just so proud of it idk. first time i've ever really met a deadline and probably the most passionate i'd been about getting a fic out since r&r began? i just love the whole thing.

Is Close the Closest Star? this one is definitely a tie with the several other angst oneshots i put out around the same time, but idk something about this fic is so special to me. it's like 6 months old and i know my writing's improved since then, but i'll always go back and reread

okok last one sorry ur making me pick my favorite child. Unrotting Your Insides, Unrooting Your Limbs i am such a sucker for recovery fics sorry. i've written several fics about bulimia but this is my fav because it's just. so soft.

tags

oh god i don't have enough writer friends uhhh @norahdevore. if u have not done this already. i am holding a gun to your head and making you do this (and anyone else reading this. please guys)

[witchthewriter]

hello, i hope you're having a good day. i was wondering if i could request a match up, hopefully that's not too much trouble.

fandoms: marvel, chronicles of narnia, stranger things

level complete: level 3

intro ig??: my pronouns are he/they, and i'm pansexual. i've always said my type is sad, strong (it doesn't have to be physically) and maybe stupid (like an emotional himbo), if that helps out any.

i'm black, but my skin is kinda light. i currently have my hair in locs and the ends are dyed blonde on one half (the rest is black), it's quite long now, a little past my shoulders. i'm also about 5'10. i have dark brown eyes.

personality summery: introvert, intellectual, cagey w new people, menace/dumb w friends, compassionate about world issues, artistic, poetic, maybe even dramatic, probably socially challenged, indecisive, escapist, vulgar, usually pretty burnt out

interests: music (i listen to those medieval remixes of modern songs a lot,,, and abba), writing, fantasy, mythology, night (i am nocturnal), singing, baking, cooking, painting, ceramics, superheros, history, video games, animated media, shiny things (even if they're worthless), cryptids, animals

what else?: i hate the sound of styrofoam, i have ptsd, i'm dyslexic (who decides they like writing while being unable to read? i don't really know), i just have a lot going on mentally in general, i speak a good amount of spanish and french, i like lots of foods people would consider to be gross, i wear glasses, i paint my nails, i'm very clumsy, i injured my left knee permanently

last but not least, i am a pisces sun, aquarius moon and taurus rising.

okay, that's all. hope you're taking care of yourself. thank you so much!

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Eddie Munson! The man, the myth, the legend. He would be such a lovely boyfriend, oh my god how he would dote on you. Always buying you things, and you would have to tell him to stop because he doesn't have a lot of money.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You guys would spend a lot of time either in the trailer or his van. He would love if you read to him, not only does he enjoy the sound of your voice, but it gives him inspiration for his campaigns.

・He would die if you spoke to him in spanish. I mean literally, he would be putty in your hands

・He would love it when you wore his clothes, especially the Hellfire shirts, and sometimes you even take his leather jacket

・Would definitely teach you guitar!!!!

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

You and Peter would be the cutest couple. He'd love to pick your brain and get to know you. Your personality kinda reminds me of MJ a bit, so I know that you would get along because your dynamics would most definitely fit.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You weren't surprised to figure out he was Spiderman, and you brought it up so nonchalantly that Peter choked on the sandwich he was eating.

・He always brings you little gifts; a knick knack of his travels, a part of Tony's suit. But your favourite gifts are the stories that he brings back for you.

・You make him blush a lot with the things that you say, even if they aren't a compliment or anything to do with him. Sometimes you're just so honest that he's taken aback

・Peter likes to wrap his arms around your waist while standing behind you

𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I think you and Edmund would fit together so well. He understands you in a way that other people don't. Even when you feel like the villain, he will remind you that the world isn't black and white, and even if you make a mistake, you can try again.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He takes you down to the lake and rolls up his pants. He'll wade in the water, beckoning you to join him

・Ed gives great advice, he's gone through a lot and has become very wise

・Would definitely teach you how to defend yourself, and I have a feeling that you would be great with a bow and arrow

・You make him snort with laughter whenever you make commentary

[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

Today is what would have been my mom's 84th birthday. When I think in terms of people who have died and have been dead for a long time and it comes time for their birthdays, I always think of them as being incredibly old or would have been incredibly old if they had lived.

The thing is my mom diesd so damn young. She would not have been that old---- at least not to me. But she died at 45, when I was barely 12, and 40 years have come and gone.

I saw a post about Ramadan. And I don't know much about it I don't know if it is still going on. But I did want to put up a little tribute to the second parents that God gave me.

They were an Iraqi couple that I met when I was managing a little kiosk at the mall. I managed there for 10 years and met some of the most wonderful people who became my found family.

The man was named Zeki Al Jabir and his wife was Hayat.s

They only had sons so I became their unofficial adopted daughter.

They immigrated here from Iraq when Saddam Hussein took power and they had to leave behind a fairly privileged life including friends and family.

They both found good jobs here in the United States as professors at a university up north----though probably not as good are as fancy and glamorous as the government jobs that they held before Saddam took everything away.

They came back to Corpus Christi in their '80s to retire and that is how I found them because they walked the mall everyday.

There was a Jordanian couple who ran a kiosk next to mine and I'm guessing that's how we started talking because I heard them speaking Arabic to each other.

I told him how my father was Lebanese and that he had died when I was 20 but he never spoke Lebanese to me. He spoke fluid Lebanese and Spanish to his parents and his parents never really learned english. But he only spoke English to me and didn't seem particularly interested in teaching me any other language. Which I felt a total loss about especially as I got older and after he passed.

Zeki and Hayat were towering influences in my life. Hayat especially was a force to be reckoned with and I truly believe it is because of her that I am now a teacher and it is definitely because of her that I stepped out and published 5 books on my own.

When my first book came out I presented them with a copy and they were so proud of me. They paraded me through the mall with them and introduced me to everyone as their daughter.

Zaki especially always wanted me to become muslim. But that was just not in the cars for me at all. Although I do love and respect it. And in the end I don't think that there are that many differences between our beliefs.

Zeki would regale me with stories of living in Morocco and all the crazy things he had seen and done there. He also thought it quite a novelty that I liked girls. And unbeknownst to his wife would email me. Pictures of scantily clad he thought we both found attractive. He was a wild one! He taught me some Arabic but sadly I cannot remember almost anything now.

Zeki did not tell me when he got answered. I was actually on a trip to Washington DC to visit some of my other Lebanese relatives who are extremely hardcore Republicans and extremely stuck up. But I had gone out on a limb and had gone to visit them and we had eaten at the celebrities restaurant and tried all this wonderful wonderful evidence food and I was so proud to come back and sure it was sexy and it was the last thing we would ever share because after I said he emailed to tell him all this. Hayat assured me he read it and he died a few days later.

I ended up getting a teaching job and moving from South Texas back to West Texas and I never saw Hayat again .

I'm sure that she is in whatever Realm Of Heaven they believe in. Probably harassing Zeki about all those virgins. That's one thing I kind of never figured out. You die you went to heaven you got all those virgins but what happened to your wife?

I'm guessing she would have to be okay with it although if it was me I think I'd be demanding those virgins for myself as well. Big bisexual at all.

People are never God as long as they live on in your memory. And now I'm hoping that Zeki and Hayat will live on in yours as well.

[lettersfromcarm]

February 19th, 2024.

Some people claim that their soul is magic. Others, that it is made of love. And there are some (annoying) poets who will indulge in beautiful words to describe their soul as an ethereal beauty, a unique and calming landscape that they love, but exalted with the perfect words to create a perfect illusion.

Arguably, I belong to the last group. But my soul isn't pretty. I wish it was. In reality, it isn't nothing special. It's just an intricate weaving of contradictions.

I call myself a writer, yet I refuse to give myself time to bleed out all those thoughts in my head that could become stories.

I long for deep connections, yet I'm afraid of opening up to others and show vulnerability because the intensity of my bottled up feelings scare others.

I want to achieve bigger things, way bigger than the satisfaction I currently feel, yet I'm scared of giving up the stability and peace that I found so hard to believe is mine.

I miss my friends all the time, yet I'm so afraid to call them because I think I'll bother them.

I act like I'm quite confident, yet I'm always second guessing myself and all my shaking beliefs could crumble instantly with the right combinations of events.

And despise my awareness about how short our mortal life is, I still firmly believe that there's always a tomorrow...

Tomorrow, I will start writing again.

Tomorrow, I will start doing those things I've thought about, but I can't find any motivation to do.

Tomorrow, I will drive there and treat myself

Tomorrow, I will text them.

Tomorrow, I will tell them that I love them.

Tomorrow...

But what if tomorrow never comes?

I always joke about how old I am. After all, I'll turn 30 in a couple of months. And even if I should know better, there are some realities that still feel foreign to me.

Seeing my peers getting married and having babies is not as scandalous anymore. But seeing them getting sick is still unusual. Our parents are starting to pass away. Some of us didn't make it to 30 either...

Yet that noise of finally establishing ourselves in a job we actually enjoy, of having a relationship, of meeting new people, of looking the prettiest we will ever look, makes us forget that death is always lurking. Almost completely forgotten by the numbness of our daily routine, it is always ready to stab us from behind.

Over the weekend, I got some news about a friend that left me shaken to my core. I can't disclose the situation because it isn't my place to do it, especially because they kept their situation private for as long as possible, yet the quick scaling made their partner reach out to their friends. And they have always been quiet about their life. Their social media is almost empty, just a few snapshots of some particular moments they shared with the world.

And whereas what they did is respectable, I can't help but to feel guilty about trying to fill those gaps they left, and as soon as I stop keeping my mind busy, I can't help myself but to spiral down into so many what if in our particular relationship.

It suddenly hit me. I'm the same way.

I barely share anything publicly. I just tweet what comes to my mind, and I think people don't really care about me because I allowed myself to be forgotten.

But for some reason, I don't want the people I love to feel the same way as I do right now. I'm pushing myself to write every single day, journal every day to leave a footprint for them to find.

Is it selfish? Definitely.

But I believe it's even more selfish to keep on accumulating my experiences for me and me only.

I think that tomorrow I'll also start an Instagram with captions in Spanish, because I want my mom to easily find a piece of me as well.

But for now, I've pushed myself so much out of my comfort zone. I hate that I can't just rant. I need to find a "cute" way to let everything go.

God bless for this empty blog I guess.

[musicals-n-cartoons]

Thanks to Them Reaction

Couple of days late, but here is my ninth Owl House reaction!

Before the episode

Ok, I confess, I saw the leaked 6-minute preview. I know the crew asked not to put it online, but I'm just weak to new information. Now, the promos and that preview gave the impression that Luz and Hunter would be the main characters, and the other 4 kids were more for comic relief. But then some of the later promos made me think that the other four actually do have their own plot (and Hunter will be there!), while Luz was angsting in school. And a spoiler-free review said that Camila is the MVP of the show! That's exciting. Okay last minute predictions: Luz angsting about staying in the Human Realm, Luz and Hunter grappling with their secrets, with their decision to tell the others being the climax, Camila telling Luz to follow her dreams, they fight Belos again, and if I have to pick an animal, Luz palismen will be a snake.

Ok, time to press play.

The episode

King again :(

guess they really are starting immediately from the end of "King's Tide"

aww, everybody wants to be helpful!

Luz and Hunter are overacting tbh, but "helping find Collector" and believing that you are a clone of a witch hunter were more credible reasons than I was expecting for these two to hate themselves.

oh, the first parallels between Luz and Hunter and the Wittenbane bros. Bingo!

an ominous Belos appears! where do you think you're going, buddy?

Camila put the guys in the basement away from the girls, traditional I see

but why did Amity and Willow attack the alarm

that's a lot of photos on the wall

turning the theme song into a summer montage was a clever way to save time, and it was probably only going to be used once anyway

"hi! I'm bi!" you know, I was thinking that they should have Luz say she's bisexual in this season (especially after a specific Reddit thread about the idea made me mad), but I didn't think Disney would let them say a word that contains the word "sex" in it. turns out, I'm dumb: they can just shorten it to "bi" for the same effect

ooh a shot of Camila's wallet, yeah, caring for six kids would not be cheap

so they can use palismens as a source of magic

I wonder if Luz is jealous of her friends' abilities to use magic

Spanish learning! that's another bingo

it's neat that they created a little clubhouse

also, top student Vee! but Amity's bitter, ha

and a Duolingo reference, classic

"mother of six"

Amity wants to do something proactive

Willow is getting into photography, cool

these five are hanging out while Luz is busy at school, this must contribute to Luz's isolation thing she got going on

Flapjack finds a mysterious box

it's a map!

whoa there Luz, being a little suicidal there

she still got her sense of theatrically at least

two dudes interested in Luz, I'm suspicious

but I mean, people eventually wanting to become friends with Luz was always inevitable, just sucks that Luz is not in the right mood for it

I'm still suspicious of this hayride thing

a deer missing a face, I wonder what Belos is up to?

Hunter's sewing!

and he likes wolfs

that's true, Hunter doesn't have anything tying him to the demon realm like the others, so it makes sense that this is the happiest he has ever been

Gus's getting into sci-fi

ooh, Camila backstory time

no wait that was Luz, here's Camila

her husband named Manny, got it

Luz is here to ask her mom why she doesn't hate her. oh Luz! don't you know the story of the Prodigal Son?

Camila can't really stop Luz's self-hating tendencies, but she can offer her comfort. I should remember to talk about how Luz gets her love communication skills from her mom later

oh Belos is puppeteering those animals

Luz is again busy, this time by hanging out with her mom at the vet clinic

"maybe he already knows" is Gus hinting that he knows about the grimwalker thing?

Belos!? run Hunter!

the gang goes on a exploration montage without Hunter or Luz

new new management, thank god, that creep must be gone

it's that goth friend again!

yes! goth/Vee I knew it! not that I have anything against the cheerleader ship, but I can't help but think that people are just projecting Lumity onto Vee; when the whole point of Vee is that she's not Luz

but wait, does this mean that Vee didn't keep up with her camp friends? that's sad

wow it's like an entire summer vacation show (à la Gravity Falls or Phineas and Ferb) just happen off-screen, I wonder whose fault is that

Luz is making theories about her palismen just like us. I like the idea of an octopus

oh, she made the glyph spark! is my bingo square activating?

I know that this is a serious moment, but I just can't with Luz's little gasp!

mask confidence! but ask for help please

why did I say comic relief, this special is three times the length of a normal one, of course it can handle two different plotlines, what was I thinking

luz call that possum a little angel! she is really showing her animal lover side in this special

"family now" the prophecy is fulfilled, they really do consider themselves like siblings

bro parallels again! but it's Hunter with the Belos horns, interesting

Camila, it's cool, sci-fi is mainstream now. or more accurately, everything is nerdy now

the Hecate to Luz's Azura, guess Amity embraced the fact that she's the Hecate now

"villainous Lucy", wow, subtle

oh she does that hand thing every night

pls don't break up

Hunter's haunted

Hopkins cameo, guess this means he's not going to lead a mob against Belos

"make us cry!" no don't make us cry

is this Caleb lore new to Hunter or did he already learn it from those history books?

you need a name goth pal, but you're absolutely correct

Luz don't do this

I'm thinking that Hunter is following Belos-induced hallucinations

aww, Vee is with Camila

whoops, need to throw out the trash, pause

wow, there are only 12 minutes left

should Camila really be watching this?

"woodland creatures" this is one more piece of evidence for my beastkeeper!Luz headcanon

oh, she just staying in the Human Realm, I was fearing a breakup scene

I knew it, Belos is corrupting Hunter!

oh no, Belos is corrupting Hunter

luz is so smart, she's detecting phenomena via indirect means

ha, privacy schmivacy

oh this place is echoing "Witches before Wizards" to me

YUP, POSSESSED HUNTER

brown abominations? makes sense if Amity is summoning from the earth

they killed Flapjack! those theorists were right

Belos would've straight up drowned if it weren't for Camila

who's taking bets that belos just walked into the in-between?

damn, Camila just prevented Luz from announcing her plan to stay in the Human Realm in the best possible way

"no more hiding", will third time's the charm I guess. I know there's the rule of threes, but amity's a saint for putting up with this

on a lighter note, aww, Amity reused Luz's asking-out speech!

Reaction to other reactions

it's true, Willow never was the voice of reason. Luz actually is

oh, their name's Masha, I missed the nameplate the first time

huh, rewatching the historical society scene and Masha said "thank goddess"!

also, I appreciate the irony of pairing a they/them with a shapeshifter

the owl house's trending number 1 at 7000 notes, not shabby

huh, Camila has been researching on how to parent lgbt+ youths, does that mean my bi Camila headcanon was jossed?

I do have to agree, what exactly is Belos planning to do in the Demon Realm

huh the dates of puritan colonialism are wrong, that's a weird mistake to make

wait, the fanfic trope of Eda flirting with Camila is now possible, wild

someone suggested that Belos could be trying to make himself human again with witch magic, possible

Belos using his corpse-hijacking ability on a titan, now that's an idea!

oh, so that's where those new kids went, they were running the hayride puppets. I misjudge you two

huh, Camila and Luz's hair are getting curlier over the seasons

a lot of people are also saying snakes for Luz's palismen

that's right, the biggest disappointment is that Vee never gets to interact with Luz. oh, well, fanfiction must suffice

Predictions for the next episode special

Some people said that the second special might be from the boiling isles inhabitants' pov during the hexsquad's forced vacation on Earth; that sounds interesting, but I'm not sure that's what's going to happen. The show has always been more interested in Luz's pov than Eda's you know? My theory is what's going on in the Demon Realm will remain a mystery to the gang and audience until they find someone to give them some exposition. I give it 50/50.

I do wonder what Eda and the other adults are doing.

King is probably either imprison or desperately coming up with new rulings for the Owl House Game.

You know what would be fun? If everything looks like a normal day at the owl house, except it's the Collector playing the role of Luz, and everybody is on the edge of their seats. Or alternatively, it's a grotesque parody of the Owl House.

[iivyhearts]

rdr2 boys reacting to making their s/o flinch in a fight

boys: arthur, john, javier, micah, sean

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arthur

oh my god he feels awful

the argument wasn't even that serious

you were just explaining you were worried about him bc he's been getting into more fights than usual

and this grumpy bear snaps at u

the whole camp is silent as the golden couple argues, but when it goes silent people begin to worry

he had shouted something at you, and he freezes up when you flinch back

"oh, darling- i..." he's stuck

is he really that scary?

he feels terrible, especially if you start crying

if you let him he'll hug you tightly, but if you don't want to be around him in the moment he'll sleep completely separate

showers you in apologies and affections

"i'm so sorry, sugar. i'd never lay a hand on you, you know that right?"

spoils you for the next few days with extra portions and will buy you nice things bc his love language is gifts and acts of service <3

smooches too but thats for when ur both in private

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john

it makes him even more mad

but not at you, definitely not at you

he's mad at himself for coming off so aggressively

he loves you more than himself and the fact you thought he'd raise a hand to you made him feel terrible

bc he doesn't know how to deal with anger, he storms off leaving you in a puddle of tears

he sleeps completely separate to deal with his self loathing, will snap at everyone else but he tries to avoid you thinking you hate him

after a few days he'll approach you with your favourite snacks, a bouquet of flowers and a mumbled apology

please just hug this boy and assure him that you love him bc he feels like he can't live with himself now

hugs you soo tightly

the two of you will end up in bed with him lay on top of you as he tells you stories about his past and how much he loves you

assures you that he'll never hurt you, gives you gentle kisses and a promise that he'll do all your chores for the rest of the week

i love this wolf man sm

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javier

jesus christ,,, arguments with him are so rare

it's probably about his safety lets be honest

he steps forward, and you flinch back

freezes, blinks at you but goes into protective baby mode

hugs you so tightly, practically scoops you up

even if you don't want him too he's gonna hold you until he feels better

"i'm so sorry, mi vida. i would never try to intimidate you."

kisses, a lot of them

will not let you lift a finger or apologise for the rest of the evening, he will spoil you

anyone trying to give you shit gets an earful and shooed away

goes into town and brings you back anything you want, give him a list and he'll bring back more

confesses all his affections to you in spanish

"te amo, mi amor."

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micah

worsens the entire argument

he mocks you, for sure

"oh, now you're scared of the big bad micah bell?"

both of you end up storming off

he doesn't plan on apologising, he's too prideful for that

but,,, he does feel terrible

compares himself to his father, and ends up drowning his misery in alcohol

hosea smacks some sense into him, and after getting an earful (and a punch) micah finds you

he asks if you've got a minute, but if you try to walk away he'll snag your arm and ask politely

"look, 'm sorry doll."

its a quiet yet heartfelt apology

makes it up to you through touchy love

doesn't take his hands off you at all

you wanna sit at the campfire and listen to sean's rambles? well, he's got a spare seat for you (his lap)

you wanna chop vegetables for pearson? he's stood behind you, cuddling into you and kissing your neck

you're in for one hell of a night of make up sex btw

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sean

you're probably arguing about his alcohol problem (which he doesn't take kindly bc he doesn't understand what the problem is at first)

"what's your problem? it's just a drink!"

now, arguments with sean aren't ever that serious, he's too much of a joker to actually hurt your feelings

but,,, he's drunk rn

he doesn't think you're that upset over his health and so he goes to grab your cheek affectionately

doesn't get why you flinched away, and plays it off awkwardly

when he wakes up with a headache he's confused as to why you're not lay with him like usual

is even more confused when you avoid him

eventually he gets stressed and corners you for answers and when you explain his heart fucking shatters

"oh, god- darlin' no, i would never!"

hugs- very tight hugs

and a lot of kisses too

makes you stay with him so he can pamper you

you have to sit in his lap

now he's sober, he listens to your concerns seriously and promises to drink more responsibly

[litgwritersroom]

Musical Chairs

Part One of All's Fair in Casa Amor

read it on AO3 | chapter written by @crimswnred.

Bobby gets stuck straight into Casa Amor with speed dating. After weeks of being in nothing but friendship couples, are any of the new girls catching his eye?

Bobby sat down on the chair nearest him, trying to not look too sloppy in front of the cameras. He straightened his back and adjusted his purple shorts under the table, wondering how long they would be waiting for the producers to get it right. He had been in Mallorca for a couple of weeks now, so he should be used to the sun, but there was nothing worse than being left alone with his own thoughts under the hot Spanish sun while a bunch of cameramen kept strolling around the lawn.

Although, to be honest, his expectations weren't so high. From the moment he stepped into the Villa, he was nothing but a good mate in the eyes of the girls. He kept hoping his luck would change at some point, that a sweet girl would come in and take his heart but nothing. Not a single step in the romantic direction, nada. Even the new girl, Chelsea, seemed uninterested in trying things with him – even though he would never go for her, too many sibling vibes.

So you couldn't blame him for doubting that three days would shift his fortune on the show and if a girl did show some interest in him, the chances of it being real were lower than before. It wasn't like he closed himself to a little bit of action – after all, his couple with Marisol was just a friendship couple – but he knew these six new girls wanted nothing more than to stay. And as the only boy single and available, Bobby was the easier target. 

But being next to the lads, Bobby was sure half of them wouldn't even look at him, and the other half would see him as nothing but a good mate. All he could hope for was to keep having a good time and use his 15 minutes of fame after the show was over. Maybe that way he could open a bakery and try a relationship after this as he had planned to begin with.

The producer let the boys know they were bringing the girls and soon enough each of the boys had a girl by the side of their tables. Bobby craned his neck, observing the order. Lucas was right next to him, and then Gary, Ibrahim, Noah and Henrik, all positioned in a weird type of circle. 

He wondered if the producers had bets on who would end up with who – and who would switch. He knew they probably expected him to switch and he could admit that was the reasonable thing to do, considering Marisol was ready to hunt. But again, keeping Marisol safe should be his priority plus, he had zero expectations, it was just three days.

Urgh, three days.

Bobby took a deep breath before the buzzer sounded off. 

The girl in front of him sat down on her chair. She had long black hair, now tied into low pigtails, and short bangs that barely covered her forehead. Her fair skin and blue eyes watched him with too much expectation, making the weight of reality hit Bobby once again. God, these girls were up for a great disappointment. 

"Nice to meet you, Bobby, I'm Emily!" She said with a rather sweet smile while she played with the thin strap of her royal blue bikini top. "How are you feeling?"

"Overwhelmed," he said, scratching his nape. "I'm not really sure of what I should do."

Emily hummed, nodding slowly as she looked around. "Well, you could start with some basic questions, you know, like a real date."

"A real date doesn't have a timer," Bobby chuckled, making her smile.

"You're right but it's a hell of a story anyway," she shrugged, leaning towards him. "Nothing like national embarrassment."

He laughed. "You tell me, I think it shouldn't be allowed to have so many moments to make fun of as I do."

"It's not that bad," she chuckled. "Truly, people like you, if anything."

"What do you mean?" He raised a brow. "They think I'm a player. "

"That challenge was totally odd, true, but we know you aren't. And if you are, you're doing it wrong, my guy."

Bobby laughed, shaking his head and Emily smiled at him, her eyes shining a bit. Maybe, just maybe, the Casa Amor days wouldn't be that terrible.

The buzzer went off and Emily waved him goodbye before she moved to Henrik's table and the girl with Lucas moved to his. She was taller than Emily and had a curvier body, with chocolate locks and amber foxy eyes. On the corner of her mouth, a beauty mark garnished her face. She wore much more make-up than the girl before, with her doll-like lips painted in crimson red.

"I'm Blake," she said, sitting down and crossing her legs. "And you must be Bobby."

She had a peaceful voice tone and posture, her expression barely changing from her calm face. It made her look elegant and expensive, making him guess she was sent for Lucas. He was the one that liked them posh and high-maintenance.

"Exactly," he answered her.

She hummed, looking him up and down. "So, what do you do?"

"I work as a hospital caterer," Bobby offered a smile but she didn't react. "What about you?"

"I'm a singer-songwriter!" She nodded and he could swear he saw her nose curving. "You're with Hannah, right?"

"Not anymore," Bobby half-shrugged. He had been with Hannah for a long time, protecting her from the dumpings until she found someone else. And she did. "She's with Henrik right now."

"The tall blonde guy? So you're technically single?" Blake raised an eyebrow at him as he nodded slowly. "Interesting…"

"Why is that?" Bobby tilted his head and narrowed his eyes playfully. What was Blake's angle here? What did she want?

"Just that it is interesting that you don't have a strong connection with anyone right now," she said, at last, flipping her hair. "Someone asked me to figure it out."

Bobby froze. It could only mean one of the other girls, right? But who? Emily? Before he could ask Blake who did it, the buzzer went off again and the girls changed their chairs.

"Oh. My. Days." Bobby heard a high-pitched voice squealing. "Bobby McKenzie!"

Bobby smiled at the girl. With blonde hair, green eyes, a slim body and big breasts she looked like she had just stepped out of a generic fashion magazine, one of those you'd see when you are in your dentist's waiting room. 

"The one and only!" He said. "And you are?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm Alison but you can call me Ali!" She giggled, grabbing a strawberry from the little basket on the table. "I'm a flight attendant!"

"Well, I'm a–"

"Hospital Caterer that bakes for a hobby, I know that!" She cut him off before biting her fruit. "Would you bake us something later? I know I'd love some!"

"Sure! Anything in particular?" Well, she was a bit like Chelsea. Was she there for Lucas?

"Hm, yeah, I'd really love some cupcakes, it's been so long since I last ate one." She puckered her lips.

"'Course, I'll make some." He couldn't help but smile. Just like with Chelsea, he felt big sibling vibes but she was fun. Bubbly. 

"You're the best, the girls are gonna love it!" Ali told him as she rested her elbows over the table. "You know, you're a lot cuter in person. And that's saying something, 'cause you're already too cute on TV."

Bobby blushed, scratching his nape again. "Oh, well… thanks!"

"You're welcome," she winked at him before the timer went off. "Time to switch again! See you soon, Captain B Smooth!"

Fuck. These girls were handfuls. Bobby thought, already feeling tired. He shifted in his seat as he watched the fourth girl getting comfortable in her chair in front of him. 

She was perhaps a few inches taller than him, her flaming red locks falling short, almost hitting her shoulders. A black and white swimsuit highlighted her generous cleavage and made her ivory skin look even more white if that was possible. With her big sunglasses on, Bobby couldn't have a proper look at her face, only being able to spot some freckles sprinkled over her reddened nose. 

"Nice to meet you, the name's Shannon," she said in an over-polite tone, nodding her head.

"I'm Bobby." He said, trying to match her tone.

"I'm aware." She smirked. "Let me tell you straight: I'm not interested in getting to know you."

"Oh."

Well, she was straightforward. He would give her that.

"But don't you worry, you'll have your fair share of ladies." She nodded again, her thick Irish accent making the conversation sound somehow funny.

"Will I?" He smiled at her, his eyes sparkling with hints of mischief. God, he could find a joke there, a prank, even. 

"For sure." She nodded, intertwining her fingers into each other and resting her hand on the table. "But I'm here for Rahim."

"Good luck with that!" She would need it. From the beginning, Rahim was all over Priya and vice versa. They were the strongest couple on the show besides the infamous Nope, even after the Operation Nope thing – an incredibly dumb deed on his part, that was for sure.

"I know what I'm doing," she said, getting up not a second after the timer went off. "Can you say the same?"

Well, fuck Shannon, no, I can't! He thought as he watched the girls switch places again as if they were playing musical chairs. She didn't need to be so judgemental about it but he supposed it was what the public thought about him. You're doing it wrong, my guy.

"Hm, hello?" The fifth girl said as soon as she sat down. "Can't believe this is almost done."

"The first turn." He told her.

This girl was a weird copycat of Hope, obviously being sent to mess with Noah. She had braided hair, dark skin and a slim body, just like the original Hope. Her make-up was a lot more to the natural side, though, and her eyes looked softer than the fierce look of Hope's. She was wearing a yellow bikini that highlighted her features very well and made her look taller.

"Hm?" She tilted her head.

"This is the first round, we'll have a second one."

"What?" She chuckled. "Oh, my, and here I was, thinking this couldn't be more awkward."

Bobby nodded, it was pretty awkward. "I mean, it's weird to date like that, innit?"

"Right? I feel like I know all of you!" She giggled. "It's like if they asked me to have a 30 seconds date with Tom Hiddleston and sell myself to him. I can't! Like, hi! I'm Siobhan and I like clementines!"

"Well, I'm no Tom Hiddleston…"

"True, Tom Hiddleston can't bake…" she said, but then stopped. "I think?"

Bobby laughed, hanging his head a little. "Yeah, I think he can't. It's one for me, Thomas!"

"You are funny, I thought they were just selling it to the public very well…"

Bobby gasped, faking hurt. "You did not just tell me that."

She was about to say something else but the timer went off again. Was that damn buzzer cutting his talks right at the best moment on purpose? Nah, that was too egocentric of him to think. 

Siobhan stood up and walked to Henrik's table while the sixth and last girl sat down in front of Bobby. She had long blonde hair, caramel eyes that looked like they could melt and pearly skin with freckles scattered around it, looking like sprinkles. Her delicate pinkish lips were glossing and her cheeks blushed slightly as she adjusted her purple bikini before moving her white bucket hat out of her eyes' way and leaving it over her lap.

She smiled at Bobby and there was something different in the way she looked at him. He tried to gaze at her, truly taking her all in. She was taller than most girls but not tall enough to pass him and, although she was also skinny, her body didn't look model-like as the other girls' did. With her long fingers, she combed her hair to the side, letting him discover the earrings on her left ear.

"So, McKenzie," she started, her voice sounding like an old song melody, "which farm animal is your favourite?"

He coughed, a nervous laugh escaping him. "What did you say?"

"Mine is always cows. Although I'm afraid of them."

Was he going crazy? Was this a dream? Why was a hot girl asking him about farm animals? Oh, he finally had gone insane.

"Cows?" His confused tone must've matched his face because she couldn't bite down her humorous smile. "I think… Maybe a sheep? Chicken?"

"Great choices!" She nodded before laughing. Was this an odd personality test? The girl waved him off. "Sorry. It's just a trick I learned to break the ice! I'm Astrid, 23, and I love pastries."

How convenient.

Bobby chuckled. He did feel a little more relaxed now. "I'm Bobby, 24, I make good pastries and you scared me the fuck out."

She half-shrugged. "It's better than being weirdly straightforward, right?" She raised a brow. "And this musical chairs game made me too tired to think properly."

"I just thought that." He narrowed his eyes, jokingly. "Are you reading my mind?"

"Surely, and I know you just thought I was hot!"

Well… Bobby smirked. 

"Just kidding," she waved him off but then paused, leaning closer with a smirk. "Unless?"

He mirrored her, inching closer to her face as his cheeks blushed a little and he felt a smuggling look grow on his face. Flirting wouldn't hurt. "You do have some powerful mind-reading abilities."

"Or we are just on the same page," she winked at him before the buzzer went off again. She looked around, rolling her eyes. "I hate this sound so damn sound," she sighed, her eyes meeting his as soon as got up. "I'll see you next round, don't miss me too much."

"I don't think I'll bear your absence, lass!" He joked, making her giggle as she strolled back to Henrik.

He looked at them for a minute. They seemed so much like each other, from the blonde hair to the tall figure, looking like a proper couple. She was probably sent to Henrik. 100%. There it goes… the disappointment. 

"Back!" He heard Emily's voice telling him but he didn't drop his eyes quite yet. Astrid was leaning further back onto the chair, her hat back on her head. "What are you looking at?"

She motioned to turn but Bobby stopped her with a wave of hands. "Nothing, nothing, just spaced out."

"Get it," she smiled at him. "So, Bobby, I have a super important question to ask you, are you ready to hear it?"

"Shoot me!" He looked at her, both of her hands playing with her bikini straps as she puckered her lips.

"Can we share a bed tonight?" She pleaded. "I really don't feel comfortable with any of the other boys…"

She appeared a bit shy now, her eyes averting his own pair as she shifted uncomfortably in her chair. Bobby felt sympathetic, a welcoming smile working on his lips. "Sure, of course! Don't think no one else will ask me, anyway."

"Oh!" Her face melted into relief. "Thank god!"

The girls turned around the boys' tables in a rather complex dance while Bobby slowly grew tired of it. He was already used to the pacing and routine with the original girls and now, he had to get used to six new girls at once, only for most of them to be gone in three days – if not all of them. At this rate, Bobby doubted any of the guys would switch couples and he knew the production was relying on him to do it, the same way the boys had pep-talked him into trying it out with one of the new girls.

So Bobby aimed to at least look like he was trying while talking to the girls. He learned Emily was a graphic designer that had too much patience for the market. Blake looked like she was not that much interested in Bobby but was asking questions anyway – a few of them being about his type and what he expected from a relationship but not in a romantic manner but a rather interview-like one. 

Ali seemed to be the most chattering one but also the least romantically interested in him – besides Shannon, of course, who just used her time to ask Bobby about Rahim.  She spoke sweetly and told him all about her job as a flight attendant and how family-oriented she was. It didn't take him too much time for Bobby to realise she was sent for the crane boy.

Siobhan was fun and seemed to be open to flirting a little bit but Bobby had a hunch it was more due to the fact that this was Love Island and flirting is exactly what they were supposed to do than real interest. She had a good chat, though, and he found it impressive that she had a successful modelling career. 

His last girl was her. Astrid was a breath of fresh air in the middle of chaos. She was by fair the girl Bobby felt more attracted to and she was flirting with him the last round. 

"So, any other animal questions for me?" Bobby asked her as soon as she sat down.

"Cats or dogs?" She shot back as she combed her hair with her fingers again, this time to the other side, revealing angel wings tattoos under her collarbone. "And you better answer it right!"

"Hmm," he rested his elbow on the table and his chin on his palm, tapping his nose with his index. "Dogs."

She sucked the air between her teeth, narrowing her hazel eyes. "Good boy." She hummed and nodded slowly, approvingly.

And that did something to him.

He cleared his throat, feeling his cheeks burn slightly. "So, what you thinking 'bout the Villa so far?"

"That Noah is a lil pretentious," she said with a giggle. "Nah, just kidding, I like it. You boys are a laugh, that's for sure."

"Have a favourite yet?" He raised his eyebrows, suggestively wiggling them and making her laugh.

Her laugh – her real laugh, not the restrained giggles she would occasionally show – was enchanting. She would hold a hand against her chest, close her eyes and tilt her chin up just a bit, while the loudest and most joyful sound Bobby had ever heard escaped her like a volcano. He could see as summer slipped around her and the Mallorca breeze folded just so it could blow her hair, and he couldn't help but wonder if she would taste like strawberries and happy mornings.  

She composed herself, her cheeks, once pink, were almost red now. She nodded as her laugh died out and looked at him with glee in her eyes. 

"Yes, I do," she bit down her lips, not for a moment dropping his gaze. "You."

He wanted to believe those words so much, every part of him wanted to. But his brain, oh his brain, it took things to a bitter side. She was saying this to every boy, he was almost certain. He couldn't let himself fall for it, give his heart to her just so she would dump his ass soon after.

But god, was she pretty while she was playing him.

"Did someone already ask you to share beds?" She wrinkled her nose almost as if asking him that was against her good judgement.

"Yep, Emily." He said, scratching his nape again. Was he nervous? Why was he nervous? He didn't owe her anything.

Like he had just popped a balloon, he watched Astrid sigh and deflate, slumping her shoulders and lowering her eyes. She looked upset and he caught himself frowning. Didn't Henrik invite her to share a bed? 

"Well, I guess I lost this round, then," she sounded hurt as she spoke. "But don't worry, I'll have my way around… just try to keep my name in your mind from now on, ok?!"

As if Bobby could ever forget it.

After the speed dates were done, the boys were sent to pack their couples' bags as the new girls stood back, hanging by themselves next to the pool. As they walked together into the Villa, none of the boys said a single thing, holding a silence that was not common among them.

Bobby kneeled next to Marisol's cupboard, picking some sexy clothes for her to impress the Casa boys. The others were working similar to him, clothes and laces all scattered around the floor and vanities. 

Bobby couldn't bear the silence.

"What are we feeling then, lads?" He asked them without glancing back, just hoping to get the conversation rolling.

"You tell us, Bobs, you're the one at the biggest risk," Noah stated as if he was talking about the weather. Such a steady voice. 

Bobby only shrugged. "They all seem sound."

Gary hummed next to him. "I like the Ali girl, she got that energy."

Lucas snickered behind Gary, rolling his eyes. "I'm sure Lottie would love hearing that."

All the boys turned to face Gary. Throughout the summer, Lottie and Gary's relationship had been an emotional rollercoaster. From Day 1 when he was coupled up with Hannah – Lottie's so-called best friend in the Villa that she betrayed by kissing Gary on the terrace – until now, they had never really been smooth.

But Gary only shrugged. "Lottie's not here."

The boys gasped in unison but none of them dared to say anything. Bobby, at least, knew better than to middle into Gary his decisions.

"So, Gary is saying he's open to getting to know the new girls, what about the rest of you?" Noah asked, looking between the boys. "I, for one, am not interested."

Of course, not. God help if ½ of hashtag Nope tried to test new connections. Actually, Noah was so tightly restrained on this leash that even if Hope came back with a new guy, he would forgive her the next day. Bobby could only roll his eyes.

"I feel like Chelsea and I don't know each other that well, and that I owe myself to try It," Lucas declared. "Blake surely is my type and so is Astrid."

Yep, there it was. The handsome doctor had to be interested in the same girl Bobby was. He just had to.

"Personally, Astrid is someone I'd go for," and now Henrik was also interested, "But Siobhan is definitely a force of nature. Even so… I don't know if I should switch from Hannah."

Before Henrik came in, Hannah and Bobby were trying to keep each other safe. They had chosen each other for the last 2 recouples before Henrik and Chelsea stepped inside the Villa together, side to side, and the tall blonde lad saw something on Hannah that the others didn't. Now, Bobby was single and at risk again. 

"I feel like Shannon and I clicked from the get-go," Rahim pondered from the other side of Noah. "She is a breath of fresh air, that's for sure."

Bobby raised one of his eyebrows at the golfer, who just shrugged. He didn't know Rahim was not feeling Priya anymore, at least not to the point where he would need a "breath of fresh air." He felt partially guilty for that, after all, Operation Nope was half his idea.

"So, Gary and Lucas are saying they'll be cracking on. Rahim is interested. Henrik is deciding. And I'm closed." Noah analyzed, nodding his head as he announced the names. When he finished, they all turned to look at Bobby. "What about you?"

Bobby shrugged, turning back to Marisol's bag as he throw another pair of bikinis inside. "Que sera, sera."

The boys kept going back and forth for a while about the girls, and even if they seemed interested in getting to know the girls, none of them was willing to be the first one to say so.

The day passed calmly after the boys chat, and as soon as the sun set and they were all ready for the evening, the production gifted them cheap champagne and some snacks as a little welcoming party for the Casa Amor girls.

It was impossible for Bobby not to notice how Emily was the loudest one of the bunch and also the girl that spent the day with the boys the most. While the other girls did try to talk with the boys, it was definitely Emily who did most of the talking. And now, as he was escaping the main group, he was almost glad that she was grabbing the others' attention.

Bobby sat down on the pool's border, letting his feet dip in the water as he swayed them back and forth. Under the Spanish weather, it was always a good time for him to be on the water, something that wasn't common in his hometown. Taking a deep breath, Bobby leaned back, supporting himself on his hands that rested against the grass. 

"Do you mind if I sit down?" He heard a feminine voice he didn't recognise saying.

He tilted his head up to meet the owner of the voice, finding Astrid standing next to him. She was wearing a purple strapless crop top and white trousers that left her belly exposed. Her blonde hair was cascading against her back again and this time she had a black baseball cap over it.

"Be my guest!" He told her, watching her sitting next to him

"So, how are you feeling now?"

Bobby turned his body to her, tilting his head with a smile. "You are making it really hard for me not to say 'better now that I'm talking to you'."

Astrid giggled, mirroring his position. "I thought you would be more creative than that!"

Bobby averted her eyes, feeling his cheeks burn. "Sorry, pretty girls make me nervous."

"I'll take it as a compliment, then, Mr Love Island." She nudged him with her shoulder.

Bobby winced, cringing hard. The whole nation had seen him doing it. Fucking god. Most times he was completely oblivious to the camera, only acting as he would normally back home but since this Casa Amor thing had started, it felt almost like he was constantly being watched.

"Was it too embarrassing?"

"Are you kidding me?" Astrid asked, leaning forward with sparks in her eyes and a big smile. "It was awesome! Oh, my god, I love it! My favourite bit from the show. Priya's face, when she saw you were wearing her dress, was priceless."

He felt himself slowly appeasing, "Really?"

"Yeah!" She nodded, getting closer.

How honest was she being with him? Honestly, how honest any of these girls were being with any of them? As far as Bobby knew, they could all be just playing the game and trying to find a ticket to stay at the main Villa.

"You seem a little off," she said, her eyes gazing at his. "Do you miss the girls?"

"A little bit, to be honest," he said, averting her eyes as he watched the sun setting. "I was used to having them around."

Astrid hummed, turning to face the sky. "I get it. You did seem all very close on TV."

He dared to look at her, her profile looking so gorgeous against the shining fairy lights. She had a beauty mark on her cheek, a round nose and the biggest, blondest lashes he had ever seen. Like a painting, Bobby could spend days just looking at her and not even once he would be able to breathe.

She seemed upset, somehow, and he wanted to tell her he was sorry but the reason why never came to his mind. Instead, he tapped the brim of her cap and said, "Are you always covering your head?"

"What?" She turned to him, confused, but soon enough realised what he was talking about. "This?" She giggled and pointed to her cap. "I was hoping you would ask about it."

He frowned. "And why is that?"

"I saw it and thought it would look cute on you."

She grinned, leaning so close that their noses were almost touching. With a wink, she took her cap off her head and pressed it on his, and, before she backed off, she brushed the point of his nose with her fingertips.

"Boop."

And just like that, she was standing again, walking towards the kitchen with the crisps sack and her water bottle as Bobby watched her go with a burning face, a dry mouth and a racing heart.

God, these three days were going to be like torture.

Sweet but torture nonetheless.

Shortly after that, Bobby rejoined the rest of the boys as the girls climbed the stairs to the dressing room. They got ready to bed, still discussing whether they should try it with the new girls or not – a topic which was starting to bore him.

He heard as Lucas kept saying how unsafe he felt in his relationship with Chelsea and Gary going on and on about how he was in two minds about giving the new girls a chance. Rahim seemed to be the boy with the most interest in getting to know them and Noah stabilished he was sleeping on the daybeds.

"... I think she was sent for Bobby, anyway," he heard Henrik saying, making him tear his eyes off the door and turn to the guys.

"Who?" He asked.

"Emily, bruv," Gary told him, sitting next to him on the bed. "She's just… you."

"I don't think she's Bobby's type," Noah frowned.

"What? No! She's a right laugh, she's hyper and she's loud."

"You just described Chelsea," Lucas said with a roll of eyes.

"Or Bobby in a skirt," Noah concluded, sitting on the other bed right in front of Bobby.

Bobby shook his head. "I'm not hyper," he said, making the other five boys turn to him. "What? I'm not."

"I thought we were trying to find out which girl was sent to who?" Rahim slipped into the conversation as he put his sleeping shorts on.

"And I'm telling you that Emily is for Bobby," Gary insisted with a serious tone.

"And I'm saying they are not fucking treats!" Lucas frowned.

But Gary just shrugged Lucas' remark off and kept talking to Noah. "If not Emily, who do you think is Bobby's type, then?"

"Can you two stop talking like I'm not here?" Bobby chimed in.

Noah was about to say something else when his eyes diverged to a spot behind him. He nodded for Bobby to look at it, making him turn and find Emily getting inside the room with Siobhan.

"Is it ok if I lay down now?"  Emily asked him as soon as she parted ways with Siobhan.

"Sure!" Bobby said, getting up. "I'll sleep outside with Noah and Gary anyways."

Noah stated first that he was sleeping outside, so Siobhan would have their bed all for herself. After talking with Ali, Gary decided that it was for the best if he also slept outside for at least one night – to honour his relationship with Lottie, or whatever. And since Emily looked uncomfortable earlier, Bobby decided to tag along with the other boys.

"Oh," Emily said, looking down but immediately turned back at him with a smile. "It sounds fun."

"If you like snoring…" he joked, rolling his eyes in good fun as she let a small laugh out.

"Let's go then, boys," Bobby heard Noah saying before he felt the taller boy's hands on his shoulder and dragged him out of the bedroom.

"Jesus Christ, Bobs," Gary said behind them as they walked out of the room and towards the daybeds. "The girl was basically begging you to sleep there."

Bobby clicked his tongue, shoving Gary. "Nah, mate, she told me she was uncomfortable sleeping with guys like that." 

"Yeah, sure," Gary huffed.

When they got to the daybeds, Noah and Gary decided to share a bed – mostly because Gary was used to snoring, having Lottie sleeping beside him for a while now – and Bobby was given the spare one, happily enough to have space for himself. It was weird, to say the least, sharing a bed with Hannah and Marisol, especially when he could hear all the other couples getting down to business.

He laid down on the empty bed, watching the stars in the sky, his eyes trying to get used to the constant lights coming from everywhere. He always slept in the total dark, hating even when rooms didn't have curtains, and now, here he was, sleeping outside.

The sound of steps took him off his thoughts as he saw a silhouette making its way to the daybeds with a pillow under her arms, a bottle of water in her hands and a smile that told him she was up to no good. Astrid came out of the dark, making the boys gasp in surprise – or delight, you call it – from seeing her wearing nothing but a robe and her underwear.

It was definitely a sight for sore eyes.

"Boys!" She exclaimed, smiling from ear to ear. "I can't believe it, you decide to sleep outside, too?"

Too. Wait. Was she sleeping there? Bobby watched as her eyes scanned both Gary and Noah before landing on him and staying. "Didn't Henrik say he could share with you?" Noah asked her.

"He's not the guy I'd like to share with," she answered, without taking her eyes off Bobby. "Besides, I love camping! Maybe we should build a blanket fort?"

The two other boys turned to look at Bobby and he could feel their humoured grins and hints of joy in their eyes, almost being able to hear their thoughts. She was sent for you. Deep down, he silently agreed, wondering if it was by the producers or destiny.

Astrid walked to the daybed he was laying and left her bottle and phone by its side. She then smiled and tilted her head, making her hair move with it.

"Is it ok if we share beds tonight, Bobby?" She asked him with a sweet, sweet voice that made him wonder if everything she would tell him would sound so good.

"Course," Bobby said, moving over so she would have the bigger size for herself.

She offered him a smile in exchange, to which he corresponded, before getting under the duvet. She turned to him, propping up on her elbow, hands supporting her head. "I told you I'd have my way around it."

Part Two.

The next phone to pop off was Astrid’s. Before she knew what she was doing, the surge of excitement had her on her feet, already screaming the words to everyone, “Kiss the three Islanders you fancy the most!”

Astrid had Bobby, her lips were on his lips before she could even register the shock on his face. She didn’t have time to think about it, to appreciate the electrified drumming of her heart at this. In one moment she was being told to kiss who she fancied most, in the next it was just Bobby, all Bobby, and there was nothing more to it. She grinned stupidly as she pushed away, darting off to the next guy.

[ballet-symphonie]

Did you ever have a wardrobe malfunction in the middle of a performance?

I wanted to tell you my story. About one month ago my ballet studio did a recital. The teacher had me and another adult dancer in all of the big choreographies that didn't require pointe shoes, along with her teen dancers whom she has trained since age 3 and I've been only doing this for one year and a half! I was equal parts horrified and honored by her trust. I worked very hard for months, through covid recovery, in the studio, extra practice, extra rehearsals, on my own at home, even in my work breaks. We dance to the songs of Moulin Rouge so we mixed ballet with Tango, Salsa and Cha-cha-cha.

The night of the recital, I did very well on my first two choreographies and entered the third with a huge smile on my face, confident and enjoying every second. Until my skirt started to fall off.

We were wearing a gold leotard, a black corset and a silk skirt with plumes in our butt. Think kinda burlesque. The song was very fast paced, packed full with ballroom steps. Halfway through, the skirt kept sliding down. I held down to the skirt and the smile and kept going. It never occurred to me I could have quietly left the stage. I was in the back row of the group so it helped. Once we got backstage I burst into tears while my teacher's husband sew my skirt back on.

The entire group of teens surrounded me, cleaned up my make up, cheered me up and encouraged me to lift my head up and go on. I finished my performance with a very good showing in El Tango de Roxanne.

But I was devastated. I cried a lot after the show and the day after. I felt it was so unfair that my best choreography was ruined by my skirt falling off. I had worked so hard but felt so humiliated. After all, I was the oldest dancer and I'm overweight. I already stand out in the middle of the youngest and fittest. I did not need my butt hanging out. People kept telling me I was so brave for not running out and I wanted to die of shame.

Anyways, it took me a month to ask my husband for the video he took of this particular dance. I watched it and... Oh my god! I did not miss a beat! Skirt by my knees, I just kept grabbing it and moving on. Instead of shame, I'm actually incredibly proud of myself! Handled it the best I could!

So feel free to tell me the other horror stories of wardrobe malfunction!

Wow, what a story!!! You should be proud of yourself! It's not easy to keep going like that!!

I've got a couple good stories that I'll share quickly. Some are unfortunate accidents, and some are my own negligence.

In school, we wore character shoes with elastic straps that snapped on. The snaps were frequently came undone, we were supposed to sew them across so they couldn't pop off. I bought new heels shortly before Nutcracker and procrastinated sewing them, despite SEVERAL reminders from my teacher. I was dancing Spanish and I remember walking onstage being like "I know I didn't sew my shoes but its fineeeee, nothing bad will happen." In the first 8 counts of the dance, I did a big battement to the side and my shoe went flying over my head, into the orchestra pit, and bonked one of the horn players on the head causing a big SQUAWK. I was forced to do the rest of the dance with only one heel, walking and clunking around unevenly. Needless to say, I got a horrible lecture afterward. To this day, I don't think I've ever been told off so badly.

Nutcracker's Snow scene is also rather dicey because fake snow (I don't care if it's paper, plastic, or soap, they're all bad) often results in a lot of disasters and faceplants. There was one section that made me nervous when I had to run very quickly in a semi-circle upstage before hitting a big pose on the 'crash' of music. As I prepared to run, I saw a big pile of snow already on the floor and thought "ok let's NOT run through that." I ran behind it and then suddenly found myself yanked backward, my tulle skirt had gotten caught on the tree. I tried to run again and couldn't go anywhere, knowing I had very little time, I reached down and tried to detangle myself with my hands but ended up ripping the fabric to escape. Of course, I am awkwardly situated there, trying to free myself when the big 'crash' arrives, everyone else in perfect poses. Not my finest moment. I apologized profusely to the costume ladies afterward, I felt so sorry for ripping their hard work, I bought them treats for a week I think.

Lastly, I made a big mistake in Sleeping Beauty. We had been doing a big run of shows, and I was dancing 4 different roles (fairy attendant, waltz peasant, dream scene corps, and jewels trio). However, I was dancing different combinations of roles each night and one night I thought I wasn't scheduled to dance in the dream scene corps. Unfortunately for me, I had switched the matinee and evening shows in my head and I was supposed to dance in the dream scene in the morning. So after my first two parts ended, I went to eat some food and prop my legs up in the dressing room. I'm just chilling while the Rose adagio and all that stuff finishes and intermission. I'm still wearing my peasant costume because it's much more comfortable to sit around in, and I have SO MUCH time, until jewels trio. Or so I thought....at the end of intermission a friend of mine rushed into the dressing room; "Ale! There you are! Why aren't you dressed!! Intermission is almost over!!!" I had never changed so fast in my life. As I was leaving, I heard another friend called after me "Ale! Come back here!" I didn't even bother answering, as I had heard the 'places please' call over the loudspeaker, I had no time left. Amidst all the chaos, no one stopped me and I went on stage with a big wreath of brightly colored flowers and multicolored ribbons when I should have been wearing a tiny, dainty tiara to match my pastel tutu. I had no idea until we went to stand in the lines and the girl across from me mouthed "YOUR HAIR" while repeatedly glancing up. Just like in the movies, I had a slow-motion moment of horror when I realized my terrible, blatant mistake. I just froze. Suddenly I heard whispers from the wings "Throw it to me!!!! Just rip it out!!!" Without a second thought, I reached up, yanked on the wreath and tossed it over my shoulder off stage. A colleague caught my flower wreath and I snuck off stage at another point to get the crown that they brought for me. While I certainly got teased for my mistake, I didn't get in big trouble for this one?? Maybe it was because I was in the middle rows for most of the act, but I think the ballet mistress wasn't watching the matinee that day haha.

[hnychn]

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 [𝐈𝐈𝐈]

sypnosis : life with your five lovers has been more than fulfilling, but when you're paired with a student from general studies for a project, your quintet seems a little less full

word count : 4000+

warnings : mutual pining, gender neutral reader, relationship insecurities, bakugo tries but. . .it doesn't go as well as he planned, grammar errors and spelling errors, it's . . . a long one, a bit rushed at the end so uhh pls don't mind that :)

parts : [ 𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 ]

a/n : so sorry for the long wait LMAO- i know i said my bokuto fic would be coming out today but uhhh ahaha my depression hit me full force this weekend and i didn't even look at the dock because i was too busy sleeping, but uhh enjoy this :D

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- WELCOME TO PART THREE sorry for the log wait 😭 life has been kicking my ass but we're not here to hear me complain, we're here for the tea

- so, it's a couple months after you joined the bakusquad and their relationship. and let me tell you, it has been nothing but amazing. 😩 your days are never quiet and they're always filled with some sort of excitement and love.

- you kaminari and mina often get into trouble for leaving the dorms late at night because you want snacks and there's nothing in the kitchens. you become kirishima's pillow, don't matter about your size or whatever, you are his pillow and you better not argue 🔫 sero always puts on some type of bachata or reggaeton or some spanish song and dances with you in his dorms. and bakugo is your go to person to cook with and just generally annoy or prank since it's so easy to get a reaction out of him.

- and you couldn't have asked for a better relationship. you all are so communicative and talk about your feelings often and how you're doing. every saturday or sunday, you all go to a dorm (usually it's bakugo's cause it's the cleanest) and have a huge cuddle pile and talk about your mental states, how you're doing, what you have problems with, etc etc.

- like damn ok i see you with the mentally and emotionally stable relationship 🤪🤪

- it's so refreshing too because sometimes you'll have a tough week and you jsut need to let it all out, and you can in the comfort of bakugo's dorm and you know none of them will judge you because they're all so open about their love for you (and vise versa)

- anyways, yeah y'all got the best relationship

- you never thought about anyone else in a romantic sense because the squad took up nearly all of the space in your heart. but when you teacher announced one day the general studies kids would be coming in to have a joint project to create gadgets for the hero course students, you had no idea your life would suddenly be turned upsidedown.

- you were paired with a guy named shinsou. he looked friendly enough and returned the wave you sent him with a little surprise as he made his way to the open seat next to you. he seemed surprised when you started a small conversation but he talked to you in a quiet soothing voice. he seemed nice enough and you figured the project would be a breeze since he seemed so nice and offered to meet up over the weekend to start up some ideas for the project.

- you agreed and the two of you met up that lunch period in the library to pre-draft some ideas and get to know each other more.

"i'm surprised you don't mind being seen with me."

his sudden comment took you by surprise as you looked up from your paper with messily drawn gadgets and chicken scratch writing to look up at him, "what do you mean?"

it was true you had never seen him before or even heard of him, but his hesitance to talk to you and open up to you made you feel as though you should.

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and looked away shyly, "so you really haven't heard anything about me, have you?"

he looked almost guilty to bring it up, his gaze falling to the table in front of him as be played with a strand of his hair.

you shook your head. you never really payed attention to gossip around school, your head always too high up in the clouds to care about rumors and gossip (bakugo often scolded you for being such an airhead and ignorant to your surroundings, but you knew he was just worried about something happening to you). plus, to you, gossip was nearly never right and more often made up and fictitious.

shinsou refused to look up at you, "well. . .i'm known throughout the school as a. . ." he looked hesitant to continue but before you could reassure him he didn't have to talk about it if he didn't want to, he continued, "well, a villain."

he prised his lips as if the words left a bitter taste in his mouth, and all you could do was tilt your head. shinsou didn't seem like a bad person - or a 'villain' as he had said. on the way to the library he held open doors for you and helped you carry some of your books to your locker and even bought you a drink you wanted buy but were a bit short of change on.

"do you think you are?"

"what?" shinsou looked at you for the first time since he brought up the topic.

"do you think you're a villain?" he shuffled slightly in his seat and looked away again from your intense stare. he felt like you were looking straight into his soul from how strongly you were looking into his eyes, he wasn't sure if you had even blinked in the last minute.

shinsou thought back to all the times he's been called a villain or a criminal. it was always unwarranted, a passing comment that seemed like no big deal to others but shattered his heart into smaller and smaller pieces. but never once had he ever thought he was a villain - a monster.

if anything, he used those comments as encouragement to become a hero, to be better than those who always thought he would turn to a life of crime. so, "no... i don't think i'm a villain."

"well, that's that."

shinsou could only stare at you, your smile brighter than any star he'd ever seen, so full of hope and encouragement shinsou felt like he could take on the world. he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, a shy smile pulling at his lips and a weird feeling blossoming in his chest. how curious. . .

- so yeah, a new friendship 🤪 the two of you started to spend a lot of free time together for the project. you would often meet up during lunches or free time between classes to work some more on the project, all the while getting to know each other in depth. you learned many things about shinsou and spilled many of your own secrets, you laughed together over old childhood stories, and played animal crossing on the rooftop during lunch, your project discarded and forgotten beside you.

- your sudden absence didn't go unnoticed by your lovers, and they grew curious to your whereabouts when you would blow them off for the fifth time that week to "work on your project". now, don't get me wrong, they had conplete trust in you and knew you would never cheat, but they were just curious as to what - or who - was taking up so much of your time.

- so, they did the smartest thing, and followed you. after blowing them off for the sixth time, they decided to follow you to your destination. mina and kaminari tried to be inconspicuous and wear disguises, but the fake mustache, black glasses (indoors, might i add) and hat weren't all too discreet as they thought.

- they followed you through every turn and weave you took and hid behind a corner when you stopped at a vending machine to get your favourite drink. but what surprised them the most was you also bought a coffee. bakugo was most surprised you even thought about even touching the can of caffine because he remembered you telling him you would get terrible caffine rushes that would make you dizzy if you drank coffee.

- but, as you finally reached the rooftop and made your way to a hunched over figure in the corner, it all made sense.

- they all saw how effortlessly you and shinsou acted around each other. they could see the soft looks he would send you when you weren't looking and the way his hand would hover over yours for a split second too long before snapping away as if you were made of lava. but surprisingly, they didn't feel any sort of jealousy or anger, it felt like a piece of them had returned they didn't even know was missing. the sort of feeling that walks through the door unexpectedly but it's wholesomely welcomed.

- the "oh, there you are, welcome back" type of feeling. they were happy you had found someone that made you feel comfortable, arguably more comfortable than you had been with them so far because truthfully, while you had felt welcomed and appreciated in the relationship, it still felt like you were an outsider. the five of them had inside jokes before you came and didn't get them when they came up, the five of them had habits special to each other that inadvertently excluded you. and while they never meant to hurt you (god knows that's the last thing they ever wanted to do), they had. but you knew that wasn't their intention so you held no malitious feelings towards them (not that you think you'd ever could).

- but the way you and shinsou so effortlessly opened up to each other, shared intimate details and secrets with each other - it warmed their hearts. so, bakugo grabbed them all by the back of their shirts and dragged them away, mumbling about giving the two of you space. there was a fond look in his eyes as he looked at the two of you he would be teased about later but would deny.

- it was undeniable bakugo held the softest spot for you. he tried as best as he could to include you in their inside jokes and habits but he was. . well . . . bakugo 🧍🏽‍♀️

- words aren't necessarily his strong suit and he could only hope his smaller actions let you know you were as loved and cherished as any of them there. and you knew, you caught on a little after bakugo had a little "secret talk" with the group (that wasn't really secret at all, he grabbed them all by their shirts and dragged them to a secluded spot while you distracted on your phone) and they all started to explain their jokes and include you in their habits.

- anyways, back to you and shinsou. 🤪 he was aware you were in a ployamorous relationship with the bakusquad and he's heard the way you talk about them and the soft airy tone of your voice and the starry look in your eyes; and he didn't want to get in between that. the last thing he ever wanted was to ruin your relationship for his own selfish reasons.

- so for the time being, he would be okay with watching you from afar, the sweetness of your love so close for him to taste; yet too far for him to savour.

- as more and more times passed, the bakusquad began to notice the lingering looks you would give shinsou when you passed him in the halls and how he would always be waiting for you outside of your class with your favourite drink before leaving you to go to lunch while he went off and . . . well, you weren't sure what he did during his free time, but he never brought it up so you never figured to ask.

- when you fell asleep the next time you all had a cuddle session in bakugo's room, they all talked about it. talked about your obvious feelings for each other and the possibility of including shinsou in their relationship. they spent hours talking about it and still talked about it even when the moon vanished over the horizon and the sun rose. and, in not very smart fashion, bakugo was tasked to confronting shinsou about their conclusion.

- which - almost as if there were an author behind all of this - didn't go as well as any of them planned.

it was perfect, really. almost as if the universe had been listening to their conversation and aligned itself perfectly for this very moment.

you woke up that morning with a terrible stomach ache and chose to stay back in your dorm after bakugo made you a bowl of soup and threatened you to take your medicine. his classes ended a little earlier than usual and, sending his lover's a nod, made his way over to your class, where, lo and behold, shinsou was standing near the door, the familiar brand of your favourite drink in one hand and his own cold coffee in the other.

bakugo wasn't sure what he was going to say when he reached shinsou. he opted to just speak from the heart over rehearsing lines with the others like they had wanted, besides, what kind of lover would be be if he couldn't even do this for you? but, what he didn't take into consideration, was his emotional constipation and tsundere attidute.

"hey, eye bags!" bakugo called out.

shinsou nearly jumped out of his skin at bakugo's sudden loud voice. he looked over with the same eyes of indifference he normally had, but bakugo could see the slight far in them. not at his brash attitude (shinsou could never be afriad of bakugo and confronting him before the sports fesitval was a perfect example of that) but the fear of ruining your relationship with the bakusquad.

shinsou nodded at bakugo when he got close enough. bakugo stood in front of him, his hands still shoved into the pockets of his pants, "they're sick."

it was a simple enough statement but shinsou blinked, "what?"

"y/n." bakugo stated and rolled his eyes as if the answer had been written on his forehead (and it basically had, shinsou was just a bit shocked at his appearance), "they're sick and mina's staying back with them in their dorm."

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck, "oh."

there was an awkward silence as the two boys stood in the vacant hallway. bakugo didn't know what to say and shinsou wasn't sure if he should leave or go visit you for their lunch break.

"i'll go drop this off to them-"

"no." bakugo practically growled, "i'll drop it off. go get eat your lunch or i'll make your face an eye bag."

shinsou flushed a bit in embarrassment. he was overstepping, of course he was. for a minute, having you all to himself for nearly a week straight made him forget about the relationship you were in and this was a smack of reality. you weren't his. you were in a relationship with others, other people who could give you nearly double what he could - everything he couldn't.

handing bakugo the drink, shinsou stalked away to the cafeteria, his cheeks still a light shade of pink. bakugo sighed and knew he most likely made things worse, and he came there originally to make things right.

but fate will work itself out. and what will be, will be.

- so... maybe sending bakugo wasn't the best idea ... 🧍🏽‍♀️

- because now, shinsou started avoiding you. when the two for you worked on your projects together, he would remain mostly silent and only input his opinion when he thought of an idea or needed help putting something together. you had no idea why and you honestly felt a little hurt that he ignored you as easily as breathing.

- you brought this up to your lovers on your weekly cuddle session, knowing they would have brought up your downpour attitude either way. what you didn't notice as your face was burried in denki's sweater were the glares they all were throwing at bakugo.

- "yeah, i wonder what happened..." sero smiled, though obviously strained, as he pet your head and told you shinsou was probably just going through something.

- and it was obvious you were hurt that shinsou had suddenly stopped talking to you because honestly it was kind of hard for you to make friends. a lot of people assumed you thought you were higher than everyone else because you were dating five students from the top hero course, but that obviously is far from the truth.

- anyways, a long time goes by and the two of you still haven't rekindled anything and the squad is getting a bit frustrated because hello??? join our cult lover circle ?????

- so the squad comes up with another solution and this time they don't send bakugo to collect shinsou

- they learned their mistake last time.

- anyways

- so sero goes and gets shinsou and tells him you need him for a little last touch of the project since it was near the due date and you wanted to make sure it was perfect. and shinsou agrees to meet up with you and follows sero.

- sero takes him into an empty classroom and it's pitch black. the windows have been covered with tape and all the lights are off. before he could ask what the hell was going on, the door slams shut and the lights suddenly turn on and shinsou's blinded for a moment.

- and he's met with a very interesting sight.

- mina, kaminari, and kirishima are standing in front of him with sunglasses and hats on, their arms are crossed and they have a blank look on their faces (though he can tell kaminari is about to burst into laughter and nearly does but kirishima jabs him in his side.)

- "uhh..."

- "shut up, eye bags." bakugo calls from behind him. he's leaning against the door with his arms crossed and an obviously pissed off look on his face.

- sero is just standing next to him with a 'sorry pal' kind of smile.

- "what is-"

- "what are your intentions with, y/n?" kaminari shouted suddenly as he slammed his hand on a nearby desk.

- "denki- no." mina pushed him back lightly, "that's not what-"

- "did you not listen last night, sparky?" bakugo rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly.

- kaminari shyly scratched his cheek, "i might have fellen asleep-"

- "he did." sero confirmed, "he drooled on me and everything.

- "I do not drool!!"

- "yes you do, it was like a waterfall, 'ki. "

- "no i don't, right kiri?"

- "well.. only a few drops.."

- "WHAT?! and none of you told me?!"

- "well, y/n kind of made us promise not to tell..."

- "SPEAKING OF Y/N," mina interjected into the conversation, her fingers rubbing at her temples as she wondered when she became the rational one, that was bakugo's job, "why don't we stick to the script, boys."

- kirishima slung an arm over her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "sorry, princess."

- "right." sero turned to shinsou and crossed his arms, "you have feelings for them don't you?"

- shinsou tensed. his mind was still trying to comprehend the conversation that happened just a few seconds ago and processing the fact that kaminari drools in his sleep. he wasn't sure how to respond.

- of course he had feelings for you, any rational person who came into contact with you would catch feelings. it was part of your natural charm that seemed to effortlessly draw people in and never let them go. in a matter of minutes, you had simultaneously become his best friend and his closest confidant. often at night he cursed himself for catching feelings for you when things were perfect just the way they were.

- but shinsou couldn't help it. you had treated him like a normal person and weren't apprehensive about his quirk. you gave him a taste of normalcy in his world of anxieties and judgement, and he craved more and more the more time he spent with you.

- so dispte wanting to desparately scream 'yes, i do love her' at the top of his lungs, he looked down at the ground, "no. . . i . . i don't."

- "liar."

- bakugo seethed behind him.

- shoving himself off the wall he was leaning on, bakugo walked closer and closer to shinsou as he spoke, "don't lie. we all see the way you look at them, the way your stupid face lights up with a small smile when they're with you or the airy chuckle you give when they do one of those stupid dances when they make food and-"

- "OK OK I GET IT!" shinsou snapped. mina jumped slightly in kirishima's arms and shinsou sent her a small apologetic look, "you know! I'm in love with them! i've been. . ." he trailed off before collapsing into a chair behind him, his head hanging back and staring into the bright flourescent lights hanging from the ceiling.

- "i've been trying to distance myself from them, to make getting over them easier."

- "they've been hurting, y'know."

- shinsou groaned and hid his face in his hands, "i know. you think i don't see the looks they give me when i avoid them in the halls? it hurts knowing i'm the reason they're in pain."

- "so why are you doing it?"

- "because they have you guys," shinsou sighed as it if we're the most obvious thing in the world, "you all could love them a lot more than i ever could alone. plus, they're so happy with you, i couldn't be the reason to disturb that."

- "you gotta be fucking kidding me." bakugo growled and pinched the bridge of his nose.

- kaminari snorted, "i think i just got deja vu."

- "you could say that again," mina sighed, "i'm heading back to the dorms, this is giving me a headache."

- with his arm still slung over her shoulder, kirishima agreed, "yeah, not sure how we didn't see this from the beginning. i'll walk you back, princess."

- shinsou only stared blankly as mina and kirishima left the room with kaminari in tow, complaining about getting some math work done. never in his life did he feel as confused as he did now

- lost. mans was lost..

- someone get him a map and help him please

- they acted as if they hadn't been the ones to literally kidnap him

- only to nonchalantly walk out the door?????

- sero's voice snapped him back to the remaining two people in the room, "you two really are a match made in heaven." sero smiled at him and shinsou felt head rise in his cheeks, whether it be from embarassment or something else, he didn't know.

- "i'll see you two around" and then he left, leaving shinsou alone with bakugo, who had yet to realease the bridge of his nose from his pinch.

- "you're both a pair of dumbasses."

- "i'm offended-"

- "y/n said the same fucking thing when we confronted them."

- shinsou stayed silent.

- "they felt like their presence would ruin the routine we had set a long time ago when we first started our relationship. . . sound familiar?"

- shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and opened his mouth to speak, but bakugo interrupted.

- "shut up, eye bags, i'm not finished."

- "i dIdNt eVEn sAy aNyTHiNg"

- "sure there were some things we had to adjust to include them in our schedule and a whole new bundle of emotions to incorporate into our lives; but the while point of a relationship is to open up slowly and learn to trust the ones you love. and eventually, we all learned to trust them the same way they learned to trust us; but trust isn't something you can learn over night. it's gradual."

- bakugo sighed, how in the hell did he get stuck in this situation again. at the very least no one got injured this time, "what I'm trying to say is, if y/n makes you happy, then we're all willing to let you in our relationship and put our trust in you.

- "will you put your trust in us?"

- how dramatic ˙ ͜ʟ˙

- so

- :) shinsou decides, fuck it. i deserve the good things in life, and he puts his trust in the squad the same way they all put their trust in him.

- and they decided it was a good time to surprise you too and kill two birds with one stone :)

- so you walk in to bakugo's dorm after a long day of school. you were returning from turning in your project with shinsou, and while the teacher had given you many compliments and basically secured your A, you still felt a bit sad knowing it would be the last time you would see shinsou since your schedules didn't collide and you had ended on a . . . confusing note.

- so you were just looking to cuddle with your lovers on a Friday night and wallow away in your sadness.

- when you walked in the group had been piled in their natural spots on bakugo's bed. mina was giggling with kaminari as they scrolled through tiktok, bakugo was reading a book you had reccomend to him a while a go, sero and kirishima were softly play fighting as they laughed and chuckled.

- everything was as it should be

- until you got to where your spot usually was, cradled between bakugo's warm and firm chest and mina's plush thighs and stomach, and it was occupied by someone else.

- everyone stopped what they were doing, as they watched a smile pull at your lips when you recognised the disheveled pruple hair lazily sprawled in your spot. everyone watched with bated breath as they waited for your reaction and small smiles of their own shining through as they watched your interaction.

- you lifted your hand and smacked shinsou's knee that had been raised up slightly as one of his arms lay behind his head and the other fiddled with a bracelet around mina's wrist, and his lips pulled into a lazy smirk of his own as he watched you.

- "get up, fat head, you're in my spot."

- his smirk only grew.

- "do something about it, hero."

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[interlagosed]

Miss Hibi may I share this headcanon i’ve had in my head for a while?? Sorry this is going to me long and messy.

So lando and carlos have been going out for like a few months and things are fairly serious but they haven’t like put a label on it or anything. obviously carlos is super eager to make things official but he doesn’t want to push lando into anything or scare him away and he doesn’t want to be a distraction for landos career and he just thinks lando is still so young so he might not even want to be in a proper relationship (of course these are just excuses but maybe deep down carlos is a lil bit afraid of rejection bc he’s not as confident as he seems to be and also lando is amazing and talented and beautiful so why would he want to be with *him* anyway, but that’s a story for another day).

SOOO anyway one day they are at carlos’ place, chilling in the couch after they just finished eating some spanish tortilla they made together (carlos has been teaching lando how to cook because “you live on your own now lando, you have to learn how to take of yourself”) when landos’ friend rings him, they talk for a while, lando absentmindedly playing with carlos’ fingers in his lap, when his friend asks him if he wants to go grab something to eat and lando, casual as ever, goes “Not today, mate, just had dinner with my boyfriend”. and carlos turns to look at him so fast he’s sure he’s got whiplash. they hang up soon after, lando is so confused about his reaction but before he can say anything carlos asks “lando, I’m your boyfriend?” like OF COURSE he is so happy but he genuinely does not have a clue what is going on and he HAD to have misheard. And lando is even more confused because obviously he is?? Why would he spend all his time with carlos and do all the nasty things they do and most importantly, why would he tell all his friends and family all about this amazing gorgeous Spanish guy he is dating, if Carlos was not his boyfriend?? So lando just goes “um, clearly?” and carlos just wants to cryyyyy and his heart is about to burst with so much love and adoration because he can’t believe this amazing idiot he has been DYING to make things oficial with has been fully convinced they have been boyfriends all this time

i ACTUALLY flailed. the way i devoured this. oMNOMNOMNOMNOM. THE VISUAL OF LANDO PLAYING WTH CARLOS' FINGERS!!!!!

I'M DYING

I AM DEAD

OMG I AM LITERALLY SITTING WITH WITH MY JAW DROPPED AND HEART EMOJIS POURING OUT OF MY EYES AND EARS AND NOSE AND MOUTH AHHHHHHh

thank you i will never recover from this ever again oh my god oh my god anon i love you i will leave my husband and marry this headcanon sorry babe it's been a good couple years

GOD JUST I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE LOOK ON CARLOS' FACE of COURSE and i wonder if this is even a turning point for carlos where he decides he wants to be a lot more clear and direct with his communication and his questions instead of ASSUMING him and lando are at odds because why would lando think the way carlos - dumb, idiot carlos with his dumb idiot excessive emotions and body filled to the brim with love - does??

sobbing. thank you. thank you.