#IM CRUING I WANT TO READ THIS

[driftwooddestiel]

irl friends started fighting in the group chat again (😑) so i kept sending this pic to get them to shut up

[singmyaubade]

warning: cursing

cheating!boyfriend!james x female!reader

you opened the door to the empty charms classroom where your boyfriend had detention. you gasped, seeing your boyfriend and your best friends sister kissing.

"y/n." james said, already raising up.

anger, sadness, surprise, disgust.

multiple emotions engraved your entire body.

you were stuck in a trance, not being able to fully breathe, not knowing which emotion to act on. you could cry, hit him, yell at him, but none of them seemed right.

"y/n, look at me baby." james said, holding your shoulders, trying to make you look at him.

you looked at him, glassy-eyed.

"baby," he swallowed, "i swear it's not what you think at all." he tried to calm you down but you just couldn't breathe in this moment.

"what the fuck." is all you said.

you looked at your best friends sister, izzy evans. what angered you even more was that it was the sister of a girl he once loved. a girl he once imagined his whole life with.

"baby, let me explain to you what happened." james reasoned, trying to keep your eyes on him.

"fuck you." you spat, turning your heel, storming off into the hallway.

"y/n please." he ran after you, trying to touch your hand.

"james fleamont potter, i don't want to fucking hear it." you snapped, pointing your finger at him.

you knew he had never seen you so angry.

in fact, you guys never fought. your relationship was pure and loving, only having an argument when needed. every problem, you would make sure to talk it out and you gave him your all.

which is why it was so hard to stomach that he cheated.

now his eyes were teary, "i can guarantee it's not what you think, you can't believe that i would kiss her," he rationally said, "i love you."

you couldn't tell if he was being genuine which only rubbed you more the wrong way.

"is this the only time you guys have ever done anything like that?' you asked, willing to forgive if you knew this was the only time it had happened.

he looked guilty, "we have had a few incidents before,"

you scoffed, moving past him to your dorm.

he quickly moved in front of you, "but, i swear, i never went too far."

"good fucking job, you didn't got too far with your mistress, you asshole." you sneered.

"because it was a crush, we both had a little crus-" he explained, realizing his slip up at the end.

"are you fucking kidding me?" you asked.

"baby, i'm sorry, i didn't mean it." he said, kissing you but you pushed him roughly.

"you had a crush on her? a crush on the girl you loved for most of your hogwarts enrollment's sister?" you fumed, "get the fuck away from me." you moved past him and he didn't chase after you.

you were so angry, not knowing where to go.

you didn't want to go to your dorm and have to explain to lily evans, your best friend of seven years, that you caught her sister and your boyfriend who used to be in love with her kissing.

it wasn't fitting.

you just wanted to erase you and james off of this planet. you didn't wanna calm down and talk, you wanted to destroy everything that existed of you two.

so you were going to.

you stormed to the gryffindor common room, going up the stairs to the boys dormitory. you knocked three times, not harshly but just enough to get notice.

sirius opened the door, an red apple in his hand that were shaped by two bites.

"oh y/n, im sorry to tell you but loverboy isn't here yet." he said, jokingly.

you could tell he didn't know anything because he was acting how he usually did and if he did, it would be dramatic because it was sirius.

"i know!" you smiled, "i just wanted to wait for him in here." you said uppity as you usually did.

"alrighty." he said, leaving the door open for you.

you closed the door behind you, "hey y/n." remus said, reading his book in bed with his glasses.

"hey remmy." you greeted with a smile, "how are you?"

"good, how are you? everything alright?" he asked, noticing your smile was cracking.

"fine actually," you said, "just fine."

"okay." he said, not knowing if it was the truth or not.

"do you guys know where james's broom is?" you asked, "he's gonna do some late night practicing?"

"without me?" sirius groaned.

"he wanted to show me a few of his tricks." you smiled.

"well, its right under his bed." sirius pointed.

"thanks." you grinned at him.

you grabbed the nimbus one-thousand fifty-five from under james's bed. you admired the wood of the handle, running your nails along it.

you then grabbed it by the broom part and used it swipe all of the pictures of you and james on the ground which startled sirius and remus.

"y/n!" remus yelled, taking off his glasses.

you ignored him, smashing james's broom on his desk, trying to tear it in half. when you failed at that, you dropped the broom and grabbed the snow globe that you gave him for christmas and smashed it on the ground.

sirius was now slowly trying to move over to you but a part of him was scared.

you grabbed a picture of you and james that was moving, you kissing him on the cheek.

you remember that day like no other, valentines day. james had got you your favorite cake from kowalski quality baked goods. one that usually took months to aquire due to how popular the shop was.

you took in the picture one last time before smashing it to the ground harshly.

that's when remus decided to intervene.

he grabbed both of your hands and hugged your back, putting his arm on your collarbones.

"let me go remus." you said, crying.

"it's not worth it." he whispered in your ear, "whatever it is, it isn't worth it."

you sobbed, holding onto remus's arm.

the door opened and you knew it was james, you didn't even have to look.

before james could say anything, remus said, "sirius take her, i'll talk to prongs." he instructed.

"wait," james said before remus cut him off.

"you don't wanna have this conversation now, trust me." remus said.

remus let you go as you crumbled to your knees and sirius rushed over to you, making sure you were okay.

remus walked outside to james and you couldn't hear what they were saying. all you knew was that you were heartbroken and had no idea what to do.

"come on y/n, please get up," sirius pleaded, not wanting the glass to cut your knees.

"why did he like her?" you sobbed.

"you know prongs is stupid," sirius sighed, "he's not the smartest and that's not an excuse but i think sooner or later, you should really find the root of the problem."

you sniffled, "i never knew you could actually give good advice." you joked.

"well, i think the destroying of the objects in this room has opened my eyes." sirius laughed, "let me clean this up."

you nodded, stepping off of the glass, hissing because of the cuts on your knees.

"after i clean this up, i'll help you with the cuts." he said as you nodded.

you watched as sirius performed several charms and spells to clean up the mess and fixed the fixable objects. after he fixed what he could, he tried his best fifth year taught healing skills.

"thank you sirius." you looked at his eyes.

he smiled, delivering a kiss to your head before going outside to talk to james and remus.

after what felt like several minutes, the door opened and closed. you looked behind you to see james and you both kept eye contact.

you both didn't know what to say for a while, it was as if both of you had forgot all of the words of the human language.

james cleared his throat, "i wish i could tell you something that could fix everything and make us go back to normal but i don't know what to do." he admitted, "i regret what i did to you, it will probably be my biggest regret."

"i know." you said, teary-eyed.

your eyes had burned from crying so much.

"i don't know if we can fix this," you admitted as his mouth opened, "if you are having enough doubts to like another girl, i don't think we should be together."

he moved in front of you, going on his knees, "y/n i love you so much, more than i ever will love anyone else," he pleaded, "just let me prove it to you."

you put your hands in his, "i'm not trying to be cruel, i know we both love eachother but," you exhaled, "i can't be with you if when you hurt me, i feel like this." a tear fell down your cheek, "it's not healthy for either of us."

"please." his voice cracked.

"jamie, we have to let each other go." you calmly said.

"don't leave." he croaked.

your response was a kiss to his cheek before you got up and headed over to the door, not wanting to keep talking about the same thing.

it might not be the last time you guys have this talk but it was enough for you for now.

[mshroom1e]

Hi! Could i request Ortho finding out that Idia's online friend and eventually crush is the reader? And eventually he tries to matchmake them?

Hello!! Sorry for disappearing for a whole 2 weeks 💀 I've been busy with life and I ended up writing this fic way longer than I ppanned to. I hope you don't mind! Also, I got really stuck on some parts and wasn't sure which direction to go with the story. Apologies if it feels a little rushed.

Pr0ject Cupid | Idia x GN! Reader

type: fanfic

Summary: A pair of painfilly awkward people get set up by a member of the said pair's little brother.

5.8k words

tags: silly fluff, mutual crushing

Warning(s): very mild swearing

no way u acc saw me

bruh i couldve seen you with my eyes closed

you dumbass u just contradicted yourself

no shit

im gonna shave your eyebrows

...

Idia stifled a laugh and couldn't hide the cheesy grin that grew on his face as his eyes read over the pixelated letters on his monitor. About 3 weeks ago, he met you on a random server, and you instantly clicked. He wasn't one to form bonds with people so quickly, whether it was online or in person, but with you, how could he resist?

You got along like Q and W on a keyboard, plus you always reciprocated his nerdy comments and never got the wrong idea about any of his intentions. The only problem was, however, that you had no idea who each other were irl.

So, one day, Idia got curious about who you really were. He ended up searching for you on Magicam using the username he knew you by. There wasn't really much he was expecting as people usually used different names for their social media compared to the more nerdy online stuff.

Idia nearly fell out of his chair when a search result popped up, and a profile with quite a few posts showed up. It was you. There was no way it wasn't you.

His heart began beating faster than usual just at reading your captions, posts of your random thoughts, and the pictures you posted. You were definitely cute, maybe the prettiest person Idia had ever seen. Even though your facial features were pixelated, you somehow managed to make them look soft and warm, like an angelic version of yourself. There were also many pictures of foods you made in the Ramshackle Dorm, selfies with your friends, and a few pictures with Grim.

Okay, now Idia was panicking. He'd never felt the way he felt right now, but from the way his heart was running a marathon and he could feel warmth slowly creeping up his face, there was only one explanation. The description matched how the characters in dating sims would feel, and this was bad. He couldn't have a cru- no no no, a c-word. No way! He didn't even want to think of the word because it would only solidify his predicament in his head.

From his panic, his finger slipped and accidentally liked one of your posts. Idia's eyes widened as he saw the damage he'd already done as his brain went into full panick mode. There was no way to undo it, even if he un-liked the post. The notification must've already gotten to your phone and you would've noticed most likely and you'd block him, think he was a stalker and never speak to him again then he'd be become even more emo and-

He changed from his usual question mark posture in his chair to sitting in a fetal position in the corner of his room, hoping for the atoms in his body to slowly merge into the wall.

His phone in his pocket vibrated, and when Idia pulled out the device to see what the notification was, his heart nearly collapsed on itself. A flinch of his arm caused his phone to be launched across his room, and for some reason, he jumped to catch it, landing on a large, disorganised pile of manga with a loud crash. He hastily unlocked his phone to see what the alert was.

'Your EP has been restored!'

Damn.

There was a smooth sliding of the door to Idia's dorm room. Ortho stood? floated? levitated? at the entrance with a confused, yet worried expression in the visible part of his face.

"Idia? I heard a loud crash, and I was worried you got injured," Ortho floated closer to his brother.

"I'm f-fine!" Idia yelped.

'Hair tinted pink, increasing heart rate, flushed cheeks,'

Ortho's eyes drifted over to Idia's several monitors until he focused on a certain one.

"Yuu's Magicam profile?"

The little robot pieced two and two together before he said, "Oh, you like [Name], don't you?"

-

This was a really, really, really bad idea...

Idia's internal panick only escalated as he was dragged walking through campus with Ortho. Leaving his dorm room usually resulted in a one-sided fight for his life as every dialogue scene he had with another person besides his brother was set to hard mode by default.

Speaking with you in person was the best way to get to know each other better, Ortho would say. The problem was, Idia knew that you didn't know who he was, so it would probably be strange to suddenly have him speaking to you.

He was lost in his panicky thoughts when he felt someone bump into him, and he felt his body tipping back. (So unique and never seen before, I know.)

A hand quickly grabbed his wrist, hoisting him back upright. Ortho sent you a beaming smile with his eyes before quickly disappearing and leaving you alone with his brother, leaving the beanstalk to fend for himself.

Idia's heart nearly flipped in his stomach as he met your eyes. You let go of his wrist when he regained his balance, he almost fell over again.

"Careful," you smiled.

In his eyes, you looked like a panel from a manhwa where the love interest was introduced with flowers, sparkles, and glitter radiating around them.

"S-sorry," He managed to spit out, somehow sounding cohesive.

"It's okay, I just hope you didn't get hurt, I tend to grab onto stuff a little too tightly," you said with a sheepish chuckle.

Your laugh. Idia's ears felt blessed with such a delicate angelic sound. Like bells chiming in his ears, more harmonic than the songs from his favourite idol group's no.1 album. His heart was sent into overdrive, and he couldn't take it anymore and decided on the most rational option in his currently mushy brain.

To run.

So he ran.

You watched his retreating form with a fond look before you turned to face Ortho, who hid in a nearby bush and sent him a thumbs up.

This was progress, at least.

- A few days ago -

You had a crush on Idia. A huge one at that. There was no debate. You didn't even bother denying it.

You knew he rarely left his dorm room, so you barely saw him during the day. Seeing a flash of flamey blue hair dart around a corner just before you could fully get a look at the twitter logo-coloured candle always managed to make your heart squeeze and an undefeatable grin etch itself on your face.

Of course, a few days into talking to your new online friend, you already knew of his true identity but chose not to inform him of the fact. From what you'd seen on campus, he was the type of person to prefer engaging with others through the comfort of a screen rather than conversing face to face. And honestly, you couldn't blame him at all. It must've felt so stifling to always be conscious of the way you carried yourself, while choosing words carefully to not offend the person in front of you or make them think badly of you while simultaneously looking like a sane, functioning person.

So, you talked to him like an online friend would. After a few days of getting to know each other through public servers and direct messaging, you soon shared your interests and found common ground in a few of them. For example, you both were addicted to gacha games with diabolocal pity systems. He also started to open up to you, though you thought it was a little fast, but people tend to share a lot when speaking to someone through pixels on a screen as they felt more at home. He talked about his struggles when interacting with people and his constant anxiety about how people perceived him.

Being someone of minimal social intelligence, the most you could do was offer some general words of comfort about how everyone was different in their own way and some people are just more advantaged in certain aspects of life, social interaction being one of them.

As your feelings grew, you couldn't help but feel like your relationship was a little one-sided. You knew who exactly you were talking to, but as far as Idia knew, he was talking to and building a relationship with a person who could've been miles and miles away and he also barely knew who [Name] was.

Man, this really sucked.

- Yesterday -

Ortho was smart. It was only obvious since his mechanical brain had the efficency of a computer with infinite RAM. He knew his brother had met a new friend online, which explained his less gloomy aura and his anxious glances at his phone whenever they were in his room together.

It didn't take long for Ortho to learn that the person Idia was talking to also attended the same school. In his mind, he viewed finding out things about you as a way to further protect his older brother from harm.

Fast forward to later that day, Ortho cornered found you in the courtyard after you'd lost a bet with Grim and had to buy him a drink from a nearby vending machine.

He called out to you enthusiastically as he practically teleported to you, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Long story short, Ortho figured out how you felt about Idia, and he was over the moon. His brother finally had someone who he could happily spend time with, and he couldn't be happier for him. He knew Idia better than anyone, and it was certain that getting close to Idia in face-to-face terms would take a lot for him to get used to and he decided it would be best to slowly ease your way into making conversations with him without being forceful or overwhelming him.

Thus began your joint conspiracy to rizz up get to know Idia better.

- Present -

It took about a day for you to come to the conclusion that you'd most likely never see Idia during school hours whether he was on campus or not. Your schedules were so unmatched that it was ridiculous. When you had a lesson in the alchemy labs, he'd be in a P.E lesson and when you were in the history of magic, he'd be in some classroom that might as well be at the other side of Sage's Island.

Luckily for you, Ortho informed you about Idia's current whereabouts. He was in the Board Game Club's classroom, probably playing- you guessed it- board games. It felt like some sort of secret stealth mission, plotting where to catch Idia with Ortho so sneakily. You just hoped that this silly plot would work.

Now that you were in front of the clubroom's door, you had no idea what to do. Your brain already left your body shortly after your heart that was beating a mile a minute and had long since jumped out of your chest to who knows where. You'd worked so hard to get to this point (not really) and now that you were here, what were you going to do?

Showing up at his clubroom unannounced totally sounded like stalker behaviour from some poorly written fanfic, and you definitely were not about that life. What if you just entered casually? Did you have a friend in the board game club? Probably not since you didn't even know the names of the people in your homeroom class, save for Adeuce and Grim.

Deciding to swallow your nerves and whatever other anxiety that was clogging your airways, you calmly slid open the door. Surprisingly, the club had quite a few members present, but it wasn't too densely populated. Your eyes immediately lit up when familiar floaty blue flames caught your attention. He was alone on a table next to one of the room's walls. His usual board gaming partner, Azul, was nowhere to be seen. It was safe to assume he was somewhere exploiting some poor unfortunate soul of all their mortal possessions with his buy-one-get-one-free pair of henchmen.

You approached Idia, more nervous than a turkey the day before Thanksgiving. He noticed you and almost jumped out of his own skin.

Was he dreaming? If not, why else would you show up at the board game club? Before he knew it, he started to sweat. Every step you took closer to him made his poor heart run laps. The confident (Idia's POV. This does not accurately reflect current events.) stride in your step, and the smile you gave him as you approached made his face heat up, and the tips of his hair grow warmer. His flight- please there is absolutely no fight- instinct almost took over as he considered running out of the room at full speed.

There was no Ortho to help him communicate if he ended up having to talk to you. He was all alone for this pop-up Pokemon battle.

A random board game caught your eye, and you picked it up, deciding to use it as a shield to not let your conversation get stabbed in the chest by the painful spear called awkwardness.

"Hi, Idia." You said casually with your usual grin. 'Great start'

You failed to catch Idia's mortified expression as it disappeared as suddenly as it arrived. He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't get any words out. To his surprise, you didn't seem to mind his silence and just sat down in the chair across from his.

"Sorry to bother you," you continued, "If you want me gone, just say the word." The second part was intended to be lighthearted as you let out a low chuckle after you were done talking.

He quickly scrambled into his bag and pulled out a slim, grey tablet, and began to type.

"I don't mind you being here at all, [Name]." A voice from the device's speakers that sounded too much like Idia's said. You weren't all too shocked since you'd seen him use it around school a few times and had even seen the thing floating around campus by itself. You'd just never have a conversation with "it".

"Woah, is that a voice program?Did you make it yourself? I've only seen it being used for vocaloids, and even those mess up a few times. Did you use a sample of your voice? Is everything prerecorded? If you-" You blurted out, quickly smacking a hand over your mouth to shut yourself up before you could ramble any further.

Great job, [Name].

Idia's eyes lit up with surprise at your words as he quickly started typing something on his screen. His features moulded into a proud smirk, "Yeah, it's made with a sample of my voice. I made it using a vocaloid as a reference."

"Really?!" You almost jumped out of your seat, eyes practically shining with stars. Gosh, he really was so cool.

He nodded frantically as the tips of his firey hair faded into a warmer hue. Students in his dorm had the same base interests as he did. However, he was almost always too nervous to initiate a conversation with any of them. But with you, the nervousness he felt didn't try to suffocate him for once and instead felt like a sweet, comfy flutter in his chest.

"I found this when I walked into the room, and it looked fun. Wanna play?" Your short exchange feuled you with a little more confidence as you built the courage to ask him to play a board game with you.

You hadn't even looked at the game's cover before picking it up. Imagine your surprise at finding out you'd picked up "Monopoly Bass Fishing Edition".

Great job.

Now, Idia probably saw you as some weird fish-obsessed kid (no offence to Octavinelle) who probably looked up how to make bass fishing bait in their spare time. The cover was hideous. A massive bass fish was in the middle, surrounded by loops of smaller bass fish all saying things in speech bubbles where the letters were modelled to look like bass fish. To top it all off, there was a massive glittery title in the colour of neon orange that said, "Monopoly: Bass Fishing Edition." Underneath in equally as eye tormenting sentence bordered off by a wiggly pink line that read "Get ready to be schooled!" Get it? Coz groups of fishes are called schools-

This was going to be painful.

You liked to think you knew all the rules of Monopoly by heart. Especially after seeing relationships crumble over the neverending board game.

Idia didn't seem phased, so you assumed he already knew the rules of the game, too.

You played for a bit, taking turns to roll a double to see who could start first. The first to roll a double was eventually Idia, so he took the first turn.

-

You knew Idia was competitive from the way he would obliterate the opposition during your online meet-ups in matches. What you didn't expect was to end up going bankrupt after only a few loops around the board. It took a while for you to accept defeat, but after seeing the small, triumphant smile that gently made its way onto Idia's face, any loss was worth it.

Now that you looked around the room, most of the board game club members had long since departed, and it was only you and your blue-haired friend left in the room. A blanket of quiet and slight awkwardness fell over the two of you as you both looked at anything but each other.

"We should uh, but the pieces away," you suggested.

He looked at you, a little surprised at your sudden breach of silence, before he quickly nodded. "R-Right."

After stiffly putting the pieces away, occasionally flinching when the tips of your fingers made contact as you passed some game pieces between yourselves, there wasn't much else for you to do despite twiddling your thumbs. From an outsider's point of view, the aftermath was painfully awkward as neither of you had anything to say. Sitting in silence wasn't always a bad thing, but come on.

Your brain frizzled as you tried to think of something, anything to say to start a conversation.

"Nice weather we're having today." So creative.

As if the universe was saying a big "f*ck you", there was a loud rumble of thunder outside the window before massive raindrops began to smack on to the grass and pavement outside, each with a louder 'plap!' than the previous one each time.

Idia giggled before trying to hold back a laugh, which eventually turned into even more giggles. You stared at him for a few seconds, stunned. You hadn't actually heard him laugh before as he always looked so terrified around you. Sure, he was laughing at your stupidity, but this was a start, right?

It didn't take long for you to join in, laughing at yourself too.

Maybe coming to his clubroom on impulse wasn't so bad after all.

-

"Sam's store is releasing this SSR-tier set of trading cards today, and I have to go get it," Idia muttered to himself as he scurried down a hallway of the Ignihyde dorm. "No one's gonna that early, especially since it's not gonna attract any normies-"

"But what if there's a whole mob of NPCs there? Worst case scenario is a few of them showing up to do some early morning shopping, so grabbing what I need and skidadling outta there is gonna be ez."

Ortho was most likely in his room resting at this hour, so Idia decided not to bother him. Besides, it was only a trip to the school store. He should be fine, right?

Wrong.

It was not ez peasy.

It just happened to be that the same day Idia's treasured ultra rare cards were released on the same day as Sam's new mystery drink that the whole school went crazy for. By the time Idia was about to leave the store after paying for what he came for, the whole area was packed, and it was almost impossible to move. Waves of students rushing to the till after grabbing a bottle of the new beverage washed over the store grounds.

People, people, people, and more people. Sweaty teenagers seemed to fight tooth and nail just to get their hands on a bottle. It was like the kids from the UK when Prime was launched. (iykyk) Everywhere he turned, he seemed to bump into another 3 people and get elbowed by another five. The sheer power of the crowd almost swept him off his feet, and he felt himself being dragged to the opposite direction from where he was headed. He reached his hand out to grab at something, while the other held his cards close to his chest, but there was nothing to hold onto for support. The only option was to become one with the crowd.

As he was about to give up and accept his fate, his outstretched hand was tugged on by a familiar, gentle yet firm grip, which felt like he was being pulled ashore after drifting off into the ocean. Idia's body was pulled upright and into a much less crowded space. A pleasant warmth spread across his chest as he saw the face of his saviour.

A part of him felt mortified while the other felt relieved. He was glad to have been pulled out of the sea of people, but he felt a little lame to have to have been saved by someone else, as if he couldn't handle himself. Another reason, the more obvious one, was because it was you. In his point of view, you always showed up at random times and ended up helping him without realising how much of an impact your actions held.

"I'm getting this feeling of deja vu," you smiled, leading Idia to a bench opposite the store.

"You helped me again-" Idia muttered, his eyes downcast.

You tilted your head, a little confused, "Hm?"

"N-No, it's not that I have a proble-" He cut himself off, "I, um-"

How did he manage to talk himself into a corner like this? Trying to talk to you felt like a puzzle with the myriad of emotions all rushing through his head at once, and he was bound to mess up somewhere.

"Don't sweat it," you responded. Your smile unwavering.

For whatever reason, Idia's anxious jumble of words never phased you. Your willingness to let him take his time when talking to you gave him a sort of confidence, and he could hope to speak with confidence that he didn't even know he was capable of.

A ray of reflected early morning sunlight that bounced off the shiny packaging of what Idia held securely in his hands and it caught your eye.

"Is that (insert game reference here)?!" Your voice cracked as you said the name of the franchise.

The mood was instantly lightened at your change in focus, and Idia felt himself get giddy. He was so happy to share a conversation with someone who wasn't a so-called "normie."

His excitement faded though, a bit, when he looked up to find that you looked slightly disappointed. You looked at Idia in confusion, but shrugged.

You sighed, looking away.

Why were you disappointed? Was it something he did? Oh no, what if you thought he was lame for getting trapped in a crowd like that, and you actually thought he was such a bother the whole time-

"I still haven't managed to get my hands in a copy," you frowned.

"Oh," He sounded stunned, which confused you. "Um, I-" He swallowed, fighting the urge to pull his hood over his head and hide.

"I mean-" Idia's eyes seemed to glance at everything and everywhere other than at you.

His breath caught in his throat, and the feeling multiplied by a gazillion when he saw Ortho watching him from behind a tree. He almost choked on whatever air he'd just managed to inhale into his trachea.

To make matters worse, Ortho held a cute but terrible made neon blue glittery banner that said, "Talk to them, Idia!!!"

Wasn't he resting?

The poor nerd (affectionate) wanted to evaporate on the spot.

"What were you about to say?" You asked, not seeing the silliness behind you.

Idia glanced back and forth between you and Ortho, wishing with every single bone in his body that the 50/50 gacha in front of him right now would go his way and you wouldn't turn around at all.

Imagine his horror when you followed his worryingly mortified gaze, and he saw our eyes widen a fraction, and you slapped a hand over your mouth.

"Ortho?"

He panicked for a good few seconds before he did what he did best and bolted away from you with a stubborn blush creeping up his neck.

"Huh?Wait up!" You called after him, but it was futile.

Ortho soon waved happily at you as he followed Idia back to what you assumed was the Ignihyde dorm.

-

"Where did you-" Idia began, speedwalking to the Hall of Mirrors with more agility than he knew his G-fuel filled body could possess.

"I did some research, and it showed that people your age have a 60% more chance at talking to someone they like when they're encouraged by someone else!" Ortho chirped with the certainty of the sun rising in the east.

"I'm not- It's not-" Idia couldn't find the words to use to retort at his younger brother. The way his sunny amber eyes shimmered with glee was enough to punch the words of protest that Idia could ever muster right down the drain. "J-Just tone it own a notch next time..." He finished with a small frown.

"Okay!" Ortho sang, floating into Ignihyde's mirror after the older Shroud.

Idia signed and pulled the strings of his hoodie tighter to conceal his face more. Now that you were somewhat aware of how he felt about you, he had no idea how to face you the next day.

-

It had been over a week, and you'd gotten no contact from Idia or Ortho. It was safe to assume that Idia probably didn't leave his room a single time in that time frame. A metaphorical banner was built between you as he had practically gone AWOL on everything you could use to contact him. So, you couldn't even talk to him with your online persona and try to understand how he felt by hoping he'd confide in his online bestie even a little. Not that you wanted to intrude on his privacy, but the fact that things seemed to be falling apart between you two before you properly even got to know each other hurt a lot more than th fact that you convinced yourself of- the fact that it looked like he didn't want to see you again. You sighed, closing your computer.

This was pointless. No doubt, he doesn't feel the same way towards you, and you really should start accepting it. Maybe he thought you were strange? Or it was creepy that you always seemed to be around when he was in trouble? Maybe he thought you were a stalker? He'd probably figured out your online identity and blocked you, hence the lack of activity on any of his accounts over the last week and a bit.

But you couldn't accept it. Not until you know more, and you don't think it'll help if you keep prying at the subject, especially since it won't do any good in the end. It was useless to keep trying. You grabbed your phone and checked the screen for any messages, but there were none. You put it back on the nightstand and turned on your side, burying your face in your pillow.

You lay there for what felt like forever and eventually fell asleep.

-

Morning soon arrived, and you woke up to a series of knocks at the main door of Ramshackle Dorm. The quick thuds of knuckles striking wood resounded throughout the whole bottom floor of the building, probably enough to alert your cat roommate out of his venture into Dream Land.

The perpetrator was definitely unexpected. It was a fine weekend, and you hadn't been expecting a visit from anyone at all, especially not the younger Shroud brother.

Rubbing your eyes and letting out a yawn as you opened the door, you had to squint to see something else other than a mop of flickering blue and a white block.

"Ortho?" You blinked. Your statement sounded more like a question to yourself than to the other party.

"Good morning!" Ortho said cheerfully, waving with one arm while balancing an assortment of books and various games under the other. He was carrying four plastic bags full of stuff, including a large bowl with some cereal, milk, eggs, toast, fruit, and orange juice inside it.

"Err..." you replied.

"We came to hang out!" Ortho cheered, which confused you even more.

"What? And who's 'we'??" You questioned all at once, not even knowing where to begin.

"Idia wants to apologise for running away from you for the past week. He said he's really sorry and did it because he was scared," he rambled on with his usual cheery tone and pointed to a nearby tree, "And we brought food!"

Behind said tree stood said Idia, holding onto the tree's bark with a grip for dear life while only the top half of his face peeked out.

What.

- Flashback to earlier -

"Now, what do I do? This is demon mode difficult- I'd rather fight Absolute Virtue from the original release of FF11 all over again for 16 hours straight than face them again... Can I get an F in the chat for this one..." Idia mumbled to himself in a string of incomprehensible gibberish as he sat in a fetal position at the corner of his room while his hood covered his entire head, and he rocked back and forth.

"This is the worst-"

"Cheer up, Idia!" Ortho handed him a charger, "You can always talk to them online if it helps!"

"At this point, they've probably forgotten about me. People's online friends get Men in Black'ed from their brains all the time. I'll just look like some weird guy that goes,'Hey kids!wanna to get free RAM for your computer?' or something-" his rampant thoughts only dug him further into his self-made pit of despair.

"Hmm," Ortho pondered, "Let's go see them!"

"Are you kidding?! No way!" He shook his head rapidly and started rocking himself even faster, "If they don't see me, maybe they'll even forget I exist and I can become one with the void..."

"Don't be ridiculous, Idia. We can go see them right now!" Ortho hovered around, gathering a bunch of gaming equipment and books, "Hanging out like friends will get rid of any tension in the air!"

"No!" Idia protested, but it was too late.

He'd already been picked up by a robotic arm, and off they went.

-

"That's pretty much what happened," Ortho recalled as you lead the pair the lounge.

"Right... But I still don't get how that means he's sorry..." You muttered.

"Why don't you tell them, Idia?" Ortho looked at his brother, "I'll leave you two to talk here while I make some snacks!"

The older Shroud twiddle his fingers and stared at the floor, his hood still covering his head.

It took a few seconds of silence before Idia began talking.

"Uh," he spoke quietly and cleared his throat twice before proceeding, "I was so stupid."

"Huh?" You said, gaping at Idia.

"I know I've done stupid things, but this was beyond stupid. Like, way too stupid! Noob at Subway Surfers level of stupid!" He babbled on, his voice cracking with uncharacteristic emotion.

He took a deep, shaky breath and closed his eyes, attempting to compose himself. His hair turning pink. "I kept telling myself it was okay for us to keep being friends online even though I found your Magicam page and accidentally liked one of your posts and knew who you were but you didn't know who I was and I felt guilty and then you suddenly showed up then I realised I l-l-like you and then that thing at the shop happened and you probably thought it was so cringe-"

Then it clicked. So he thought you thought he was weird? He didn't hate you.

It felt like a huge weight was lifted off your chest.

Then, you chuckled, snickered, giggled, then let out waves of laughter. Idia stared at you, dumbfounded.

"This whole time, haha, I thought I was the one who did something wrong."

"No! You didn't," He quickly jumped in.

"Wait, you just said that you like me...?" You pointed to yourself, and you felt your face grow warm.

Silence landed like a wall of pure steel between the two of you.

He gaped at you with wide eyes. Dang it! He seriously didn't mean to blurt that part out loud. Curse him and his tendency to blab everything he thought aloud as soon as he started talking!

Idia covered his reddened face with his hands.

"What a coincidence," you smiled, "Since I like you too."

You gently pulled his hands away from his face and gave him your brightest grin. He froze as soon as your skin made contact, and his breathing quickened, his hair turned a full, passionate pink.

"Ahahahaha...!" He stammered.

A sudden noise filled both the room, followed by a long silence, causing the both of you to turn towards the source. Your heads turned in sync to see Ortho standing at the door with a camera after it let out a painfully loud 'click!'

He gave the pair of you a huge smile with his eyes.

"For memories' sake!" He cheered.

-

Bonus

After you'd made breakfast together with the ingredients that the brothers brought, you, Idia and Ortho, sat in a triangle on the floor, while Grim watched lazily from the sofa. It was more of a joint interrogation performed against the little robot with Grim serving as an audience.

"So, Ortho, you knew Idia already knew who I was?" You raised an eyebrow, "And you knew about how he felt??"

"And you already knew that they liked me? And you knew they knew who I was and didn't tell me??" Idia squeaked, "And you told them to come to the store that day?!"

Ortho picked up a controller and was suddenly immersed in gameplay.

"Haha..." He sweatdropped.

[nekrosdolly]

this is just a little domestic blurb, i don't really have titles for things like this or really any fanfic that i write. as i post more that will change as i continue writing and expanding my master list. anyways.

cw; fluff, domestic fluff sort of, lap sitting, reading, books mentioned but not really read, touchy wesker, non-specified romantic relationship, alcohol, alcohol mentions, written under the influence (im going to be honest most things from here on out will probably be written under the influence...)

pet names; dove, dear, my darling (reader receiving)

albert only asks you to sit on his lap after a long day. at home, he'll try to brush off his exhaustion, but you can see it. his shoulders are tense and his posture is slightly slouched. he does try to hide the fact that he gets tired, embarrassed that he's even gotten tired at all. he should be better, right?

he'll take his overcoat off and hang it up by the door as you ask him about his day, and he'll give you the same response as always.

"work was fine, dove." despite his want to tell you everything, he can't. that would jeopardize you, and he simply won't have that. so he compartmentalizes, saves it for later knowing that "later" is never.

he'll sit at the bottom of the steps to remove his shoes as you lean against the dark wooden railing and tell him about your day at work. hearing of your own endeavors makes his heart clench. after all, he's told you time after time that you don't need to work, that he'll take care of the both of you. of course, you want your own safe haven and truthfully, you'd feel out of place without a job or some kind of career, even if you don't need it.

the two of you will eventually find yourselves in the cool atmosphere of your living room. albert would have gotten himself a glass of wine- Louis Latour Beaune Pierreres Primier Cru, aka very expensive Pinot Noir- to sip while he sits and reads. you grab a glass as well, as he'd offered you some when pouring it, and who are you to say no?

he doesn't ask you to sit on his lap, more often than not it's that he'll guide you to when you go to sit down.

"dear," he'll say as you approach the couch, you in a dress shirt you "borrowed" from his closet and comfortable lounge shorts that leave your legs on display, and set his glass of wine aside. he holds out his hand for you to take, which you do because he's trained you well enough by now, and uses his other hand to gently pull you by the hips on to his lap. the action itself makes you melt. you know nothing is expected of you when you're sat on his lap. he enjoys the weight of you, how it makes him feel more human and less distant from reality.

he does, however, want to keep reading, so he always has you sit so your back is against his chest. his chin comes to rest on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your waist, and he grabs his book once more to continue reading. like a doll, you stay there while sipping your glass of wine, a muted warmth in your chest. his fingers play with the hem of your shirt, slipping under it to feel your warmth. you'd shudder and that would earn you a soft smile. he's hardly paying attention to the book in his hand, instead focusing on the beating of your heart and the soft flesh of your waist. he'll press his face against your neck and inhale slowly, savoring your scent. he'll set his book aside and press you flush with his chest, relaxing back into the couch as he breathes you in.

"bad day?" you'd ask, a soft smile playing at your lips. he presses a kiss to the nape of your neck and hums.

"not anymore, my darling." he says against your neck, his other arm snaking around your waist in a secure grip.

this, this intimacy and ability to let things go, to be able to relax with you, is something he's been missing for a long time. he's never so affectionate, so this is a nice change of pace. you know to savor it, as tomorrow he will return to simply holding your hand, even in the privacy of your own home.

[aachria]

Alright for once i wont make this long fr (jk)

Ah yes, Ed's weird past life dreams that i always forget are a thing until they jump out at me like an old fandom i was in that i forgot existed that i suddenly want to read fanfic for.

Ed thinking of Sanji and then crying is evil evil evil of you, sometimes i picture you cackling eviley in your lair while writing but then i realize you're definitely sobbing alongside us 😭

NOOOOO going through the strawhats one by one is so mean of you 😭😭😭 also is ed still falling did i miss something 🧍‍♀️

"It ends with me and Luffy, as many things do" like the dream earlier 100% ended on luffy right?? Luffy was the boy right??? Like no way its not him 😭 even if its in a past life

So ed is still in the air and ed is alone and i honestly cant blame them for crying

"I mean, there’s always the chance Coin really will pull through with the pizzazzy ass pickup, but I’m not holding my breath for that." IAM I AM !! IM SO SO SO EXC8TED FOR THEM 🤭🤭🤭

Mf lands and immediately just 🧍‍♀️ makes a graffiti i mean at least bbg isn't cruing anymore 🤷‍♀️

Damn who tf are these giys is ed gonna get beat up 😭 more than they already are 🧍‍♀️

Bro shouldve asked the date at the doctor's

I hope Coin is on lulusia and i hope ed can get to luffy fast enough but the possibility of Ace dying is too real rn

Ed's weird dreams are like a weird rash that only pops up after they've been in a chlorine pool. Should probably be brought up to a doctor, but is it reeeeeally that much of an issue??? (Yes they should go to the doctor for that rash. That rash should be addressed. This metaphor got weirdly out of hand.)

I cackle while perched on my chair WHILE I cry, I'm a multitasker. Maximum angst said systematically go through the Strawhats, so I systematically went through the Strawhats. C'est la vie.

Hmmmmm yeah I wonder about that hmmmm.

Yeah I'd cry too. Ed's real for that.

BREATH EASY POOKIE. BREATH EASY.

The best way to ignore a breakdown is to vandalize public property with stolen goods. Graffiti is good for the soul 👍

Lmaoooo would I keep beating Ed up? Yeah I totally would wouldn't I.

A smart person would have asked the date. Ed is a very very VERY stupid smart person.

Man I hope Coin is in Lulusia too. That would be awesome. Anyway.

[crguang]

Thank you so much for your answer! I wouldn't want to waste your time, but at the same time, I long for answers from you? As if only you understand what I want to say. Sorry to be inconvenient in any way. You can call me G.

Sincerely? Don't worry about writing too much in the answer, I love reading what others have to share.

Maybe I'm similar when it comes to writing down negative feelings. Who do I want to fool? I like a light and dark romance with very intense feelings.

I would love to explore so many of Kafka's stances in different situations, like you said, the fact that he doesn't feel afraid eliminates a lot of things, which makes his reactions even more interesting to reflect on.

For example, I wonder, if R died and Elio told Kafka, how would she act in her final days? Would she be more affectionate or attentive? would leave?

For starters, even if it was fate, would she try with all her might to avoid you if she realized that you would be in any way even a little important? Anyway, I don't know how you are there, but good morning and take care!

im soo flattered this is crazy😭 you’re not inconvenient in any way. im glad you’re interested in what i have to say because kafka’s my favourite hsr character and i will blab about her if given the chance so… bear with me for this one

you’re really making me use my brain omfg. this scenario is so sad but i do have a serious answer. first things first, i have to mention that while im sure kafka truly believes in destiny and that “choice is an exhaustive list of possibilities”, she doesn’t like it. if you refuse her enough times during her companion quest, she says that a long time ago elio convinced her that people have no “true free will”. it implies that she didn’t believe it to be true before and that he had to prove it to her for her to change her mind. during the quest, she’s also like “oh you think you can change destiny? go on, try it. the outcome will be the same” which makes me think she’s either tried before or has witnessed others fail to do it; it’d make sense that she’d be convinced after that. however… she also says this:

i thought it was really weird at first. she believes destiny is set in stone and tries to convince the trailblazer of that but she still wants them to prove her, and elio, wrong. why? her voice also gets softer here. we know that elio said the TB would change her and that she would change them, that their destinies are intertwined. we don’t know what change that is though, only that she wants it to happen. the fact that she hopes they can rise above destiny makes me think she doesn’t like the path that she’s walking on and that’s upsetting because it means she must feel stuck in some way. she’s obviously super nihilistic, and everything she does is to make that one future elio predicted a reality. the stellaron hunters are “destiny’s slaves” as she said, they have no right to choose, no freedom; how can you be happy or content as a slave? kafka isn’t someone who likes to move at someone’s else’s pace, yet she moves at destiny’s pace every day. anyway, let me actually answer your question now😭

regardless of if elio told her R would die before or after knowing them, i don’t think she’d avoid them at all. first because if that’s the predetermined future then who is she to defy it, and second because she would never expect to fall in love with them. i like to think it’s the one thing that will always surprise her, since she doesn’t feel apprehension like i mentioned last time (no fear + she often knows/ can deduce what will happen), she wouldn’t be scared to get attached. plus, she sees and causes death all the time, and like elio she probably believes that “death will come for us all” (as he says in her character story). and if i follow what i said last time, she’d only realize her feelings after she fell for them so it’d be too late anyway. so no, i dont think she’d avoid them. i don’t think she’d try and change their fate either, but elio is cruel as fuck if he knows they’re together and he tells her R will die like wtf😭 he might not even do it because he withholds certain things from her so that she can’t interfere in his script, but if he does…. ughhh i dont even wanna think about it its so sad.

kafka would make the most of it using what the script doesn’t say, regardless of how you die she’d want you to be happy and free of any fear towards it. im gonna cryyy she’d show you as much of her as possible, would dedicate her time and effort into you without tipping you off that something’s wrong… even if she prepared for it, she could only truly grieve afterwards because kafka doesn’t live in the future (“the past and the future are the same [unchangeable]. i’m indifferent towards them.” she says in a voice line). all she can do is enjoy the time she has so yeah, she’d be more attentive and affectionate and open. and when you die, you’ll leave with an understanding of her that no one has.

[sardonic-the-writer]

HII!! appearance: 5, 7, 19. objects: 1, 3. food&drink: 1, 3, 10. weather&nature: 2, 11, 19. community&relationships: 2, 4, 20. mind,body&soul: 4, 17, 20. hobbies&activities: 2, 9, 12. for puck!!!! (saw ur ask btw im working on it rn)

what are your character's opinion on scars?

concidering their cousin cru has the most scars out of anyone pucks ever seen, and 2d is their best friend walking around with dents for eyeballs, it's safe to say puck doesn't care about them. if anything, they find them interesting. they're sort of like a story that's been mapped out on someone's body. waiting to be told

is there someone your character tries to look similar to?

not really? they hate dressing up for other people, or even just dressing up in general, so anything they wear is purely inspired by their own preferences. i guess for a bit on plastic beach they wore a hat that reminded them of noodle, but that was more of them grieving than trying to look like her

if your character had to get a tattoo what would it be?

puck has a tattoo! it's just a tiny one, but it's a little bass on their shoulder blade. they say it's in honor of the band, but the instrument looks oddly similar to el diablo. if they ever had to get another one, it'd probably be a matching tattoo with 2d

is there an item your character doesn't like to leave without?

their sunglasses, or a pen and pad for writing down lyrics. inspiration can strike and the weirdest of times

what type of object is likely to catch your character's attention?

something comfortable looking, or wacky. they like weird, off putting fashion, and it shows. also! trinkets for the band. puck enjoys giving gifts

what flavor would your character say their personality is?

maybe like an earl gray tea with some honey. mellow, but also a bit caffinated and ready to go

is there a food or drink your character is unwilling to try?

after they get clean, edibles. anything with weed or drugs in it. they still drink alcohol after getting clean, but only in moderation. besides those, puck will never eat murdocs cooking again. not after he gave everyone food poisoning in between shows one time

what is a childhood meal your character cherishes?

biscuits and gravy, or grits!! their parents never really cooked them a ton of home made meals, though, so the fondness just comes from growing up in a town where they ate a lot of that type of food

has your character had a meaningful encounter with an animal?

i don't think so, no. they punched the whale terrorizing 2d on plastic beach once, but that wasn't really meaningful as much as it was painful. punching a whale hurts

what part of nature would your character most resonate with?

the sky. grins

what animal would your character say best represents them?

a fox!

what is your character's favorite kind of social event?

they hate most public events to do with fame, like award shows, but puck is partial to the club when they're younger and sitting backstage at concerts

is your character upfront about their feelings?

sort of? they are better about it overtime, and definitely more open than some of my other characters, but puck still struggles with being genuine. they hide behind a wall a lot of the time

what would it take for your character to get into a fight?

making them uncomfortable or coming onto them when they're very obviously not into it

does your character believe in myths and fairy tales?

puck does, and they've seen plenty of stuff to back up their beliefs, but they dont necessarily care about any of that stuff. if it's not bothering them, it isn't their problem

is your character more energized in the morning, afternoon or at night?

the nighttime, definitely

is there a fear your character wants to learn to overcome?

their family.

does your character have a secret hobby?

they like reading when they can, but that's not really a secret. some of their favorite books they can be seen with quite often; like crime and punishment or musician biographies

what is a topic your character would be excited to talk about? 

the few times they've agreed to do an interview, puck has always been very in depth about their writing process. they love talking about it, and giving advice to younger artists looking for guidance in the musical industry

what kind of music does your character enjoy?

i feel like the obvious answer is gorillaz's music, but it's true. especially songs that 2d has written and sung exclusively— or one's that mean a lot to puck (take for example melancholy hill). they just love 2d's vocals, he is their best friend after all. but they also are super into de la soul, fleetwood mac, the cranberries, tool, and a bunch of other bands

[sleepyycapybara]

First post and its a story about fraleo (frank x leo) this story they are both in collage and in the same dorm, umm enjoy

Warning: I only recommend reading if you are okay with some...ummm...scenes iykyk...if you don't know then i don't recommend -enjoy pookies

(Summary)

I suck at summaries so its a besties (that don't know they both love each other) to loverrrrs ❤ (ladies and gentlemen will you plea- Ahem where my swifties at?)

(Frank's pov)

I unlock the door to be surprised with Leo sitting on the couch

"Hey what are you doing here?"

"FRANK!!! Omg we are roomies!!"

I walk in setting my things on the kitchen counter while Leo runs up behind me

"Hey big guy what do you want for dinner, also I thought your classes end at 3 its 7?" (p.m)

"Oh yeah I have work after my class I work at the walmart just around the mall"

"Your so lucky, I have classes that start at 6 in the morning and work that ends at 8 p.m I got today off because I have to move my stuff in"

Leo jumps at me for a hug but his small arms only go around half my body

"Leo im so glad that you got to be my room mate, man! Wait a minute, dude I thought this was a one person dorm....with one bedroom."

"Oops I might have moved all my stuff into the bedroom...ummm ill sleep on the couch until we figure things out."

"No you can take the bed man its fine, I insist."

"You sure big guy? We can always just share the bed.." Leo says teasing

I feel my cheeks get hot and red "Umm sure..I guess." My voice cracking

Leo turns away his face red not expecting him to agree he tries to change the subject by saying, "Im going to make dinner, A or B you pick ."

"B." He says still blushing

"Okay Im going to make it a surprise."

I walk out the kitchen and start studying for a test in the living room

(Leo's pov)

"Im going to the store brb"

I go out the door when I hear frank saying "bye" and "drive safe"

*15 minutes later

I get home and I start cooking dinner with the ingredients I bought bc I lost my magic belt (pls Idk what to call it). I call for frank "Hey Frank!!! Dinners ready!!"

I slide a plate with 2 tacos on it to frank while I start eating my tacos "These are not the best tacos I've made but there pretty good."

"Umm Leo.."

"Yeah?"

"This has cheese on it...I can't eat it.." (for the ppl that don't know frank is lactose intolerant)

"Oh dw its not real cheese."

"Aww your so sweet Leo, you even remembered."

Leo blushes "yeah its no problem.."

(Frank's pov)

*I take a bite out of the taco and freeze on the spot

"Are you okay Frank?" His voice filled with concern

"Yeah, but this is the best F-ing taco I've ever had." (For all the ppl that don't like swearing im blurring it out)

"Oh im glad you like it I personally think I could have done better."

"BETTER? Oh I would like to see THAT! There's no way you can beat this"

Leo yawns "Oh please I could have done that with my eyes closed."

I yawn as well "Im going to get ready for bed soon im really tired from today."

"Same I had to move all my stuff up stairs and down stairs all day"

*we both get ready for bed after cleaning the dishes

*in the bathroom brushing teeth

(Leo's pov)

*I pop my tooth brush in my mouth while Frank walks in to also brush his teeth

Frank stops dead in his tracks watching me brush my teeth

"LEO!! that umm my tooth brush..."

I spit the tooth paste out and rip the brush out my mouth

"Oops sorry bro forgor mine was the pink one yours was purple."

Frank handpalms "That's not the point.."

"Its okay I have a brand new one in my bag its still in the box."

Leo goes to his bag in their room

(Leos thoughts )

OMG OMG OMG that was so embarrassing I just had a indirect kiss with my crus- umm bestie, who am I kidding I'm in love with him....

(Frank's thoughts)

OMG OMG OMG my crush just used my toothbrush!

(Leo's pov)

"Sorry it took so long Frank."

I hand him a new toothbrush my skin heating up

"Its okay just remember my toothbrush is orange..."

5 min later they are watching a scary movie

*jump scare*

"AHH WHAT THE F-"

Leo jumps and lands on Frank's lap, Leo hugs him while sitting on his lap

"OMG that scared the living out of me thanks for catching me big guy."

Leo still doesn't move but instead moves closer

"Umm no problem Leo.."

Frank starts to get flustered when Leo doesn't move but he doesn't bring it up

(Frank's pov)

Frank starts to hug Leo around his small waist "Just to keep you from jumping and hurting yourself." Frank knows he's being selfish and the real reason is because he just wants to be close to and hold Leo

End of movie

(Leo's pov)

"Lets go to bed now im tired."

"Yeah lets go."

Leo gets picked up without hesitation from frank and is bent over his shoulder

"What are you doing Frank! Put me down!!"

"Nuh uh."

Frank drops him on the bed

"Leo I have to tell you something important..."

"Me too...I've been holing it off forever.."

(Both at the same time) "I think that I like you!!!"

(Scene coming up if you wanna skip)

Our eyes link for a few seconds as we stair deep inside them

Leo get scooped up into Frank's lap as he wraps his big arms around his small waist

Leo kisses him only for a second and then Frank kisses back but longer

"I have been waiting to say that for as long as we have been friends. Leo will you be my boyfriend...?"

"Yes a thousand times yes."

I press a kiss to Frank's cheek and slowly move down to his neck kissing softly

Frank's grip around my waist get tighter as if he never wants to let go

I lay down and snuggle close to him as I kiss him again softly we both start to doze off....

OMG the end pls let me know if I should do a pt2!!

If u saw a mistake no u didnt..👀

I promise I will get better its only my first time!! I thought hey there is no content of my favorite ship so I will write it!! I hope you enjoyed ❤

[ultimatelyunassuming]

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SS: Oh y3ah I forgot yo> don't know m3 at this point

SS: H3llo "nic3 to m33t yo>" or what3<3r im slick and w3'r3 "fri3nds"

SS: What th3 f>ck was th3 thing yo> call3d >s? F>cking "blood b>ddi3s" or som3 shit?

SS: Do3snt matt3r w3'r3 fri3nds tr>st m3

WV: Why are you typing like that

WV: It looks dumb. Stop that

WV: Makes it harder to read your texts

SS: Wow

SS: What a comp3lling arg>m3nt!

SS: How abo>t this: no

SS: Yo> l3arn to d3al with it

WV: Thats idiodic

SS: What a wordsmith yo> ar3

SS: Damn yo> w3r3 right yo> r3ally w3r3 a dick now

WV: ?

SS: Dont worry abo>t it

SS: So yo>r3 st>ck in yo>r hi>3 b3ca>s3 AR trapp3d yo> in yo>r ho>s3 accid3ntally by blocking yo> in with yo>r cru>trud3r

SS: Yo> ob<io>sly n33d h3lp l3a<ing and I ha<3 j>st th3 thing to h3lp yo>

WV: How do you know that Im stuck in my house

SS: I can s33 yo> right now

WV: Are you fucking stalking me???

SS: What? No

SS: Stop looking aro>nd yo> look lik3 a cl>ckb3ast who j>st lost its h3ad

SS: Im not th3r3 Im watching yo> thro>gh a comp>t3r scr33n right now

WV: Oh, so you hid cameras all around my house

WV: Fucking creep

SS: I didnt!

SS: DOnt block m3 i can h3lp yo> 3scap3 yo>r plac3

WV: Give me one good reason not to

SS: ill gi<3 yo> thr33

SS: 1: it wont 3<3n work

WV: 3<3n?

SS: Ughhhhhhh

SS: Even

SS: Yo> n3<3r g3t >s3d to my q>irk yo> sho>ld work on that

WV: n3<3r?

SS: UUUUGHHHHH

SS: NEVER

SS: W3'R3 G3TTING OFF TOPIC

SS: 2: If yo> dont tak3 my off3r yo>r3 gonna b3 for3<3r st>ck

SS: And 3: its not lik3 yo> ha<3 anything to los3

SS: By th3 way im gi<ing this info for fr33

SS: B3ca>s3 I lik3 yo>

WV: Fine

WV: I'll take it

WV: Tell me your advice

SS: And ask yo>r fri3nds abo>t m3 im tr>stwo oh that was q>ick

WV: Like you said, I have nothing to lose

SS: Shit

SS: Ok

SS: Gi<3 m3 a s3cond to typ3 3<3rything out

WV: 3<3rything?

SS: Everything

SS: Again yo> n33d to work on compr3h3nsion, my q>irk r3ally isnt that hard to s>s o>t

SS: Yo> sho>ld s33 CD's q>irk, his mak3s min3 look lik3 a p>zzl3 for n3wly hatch3d gr>bs

SS: B>t thats off topic

SS: So what yo> want to do is go to a window not on3 on th3 gro>nd l3<3l yo> wanna go on on3 of th3 top floor th3n yo> climb o>t of th3 hi<3 onto th3 roof

SS: B3for3 yo> l3a<3 yo> n33d to alch3miz3 this it3m: WOOOOOSH

SS: 3q>ip it wh3n yo>r3 on th3 roof and j>mp off and th3n yo> sho>ld b3 fr33

WV: You want me to make a hover board that costs me all the grist I've collected so far

SS: y3ah d>h

SS: Its th3 only way yo> can l3a<3 witho>t imm3diat3ly dying

SS: And its not lik3 yo> cant j>st grind for mor3

WV: Fine

WV: If this doesn't work I swear to god

SS: No it will tr>st m3

SS: B3li3<3 yo>r blood b>ddy

WV: B3li3<3?

WV: You know what, I don't care

WV: Thanks for the code weirdo

wondefulVariation [WV] ceased pestering sovereignSlayer [SS]

[taesanluv3r]

saw this on tiktok (link) n it made me cry so bad 😿 i want to hold taesan in my arms n trace my fingers over each feature on his face and tell him just how handsome he is 😿 cause he rlly is the handsomest person ive ever seen in the whole wide world n it physically pains me when he thinks so little of himself LORD IM GONNA CRU AGAIN 😭😭😭😭 han taesan if u happen to read this just know u r the handsomest ever i love u

ALSO SIDE NOTE 😭😭 i re-read my recent taesan fic again after seeing tht tiktok and i cried some more bcs FRICKKKKSKWKE 💔💔💔

[natyf03]

Tomorrow is my birthday. My 20th birthday and really I have not much to live for. I have no mother, a single good friend (which I’ve come to the conclusion I only cause ill and she remains with me due to her toxic patterns). My life long best friend is gone, she no longer contacts me. I had the opportunity of being with a beautiful boy that seemed to love me and yet I spoiled it as if a robot had taken power over my body and did not express just how much I loved him. I have wished to die since I was 13, I thought I would’ve attempted it by now, I had planned on it by my 18th birthday. Yet, I believe I was fearful enough no to do so. I still had, you know, a will.

Now I have nothing truly, and life feels unalive. I feel absolutely nothing. And I say this as I cry. “It’s better to feel pain than nothing at all”, but what happens when pain feels like nothing at all? I’m not sure I will continue. I Can, definitely, but im not confident I like the idea of continuing.

I know it will hurt Angie, I know it will hurt my father, perhaps my brother but I know all of them will move on. And they will be able to continue yet I am y capable under these circumstances. I don’t want to live, and dying doesn’t seem as a bad option right now.

But here comes another thought, I don’t want to kill myself either. I want a se truck to roll me over, a person to push me, be accidentally poisoned. But I don’t want to hurt myself. I am a coward even for that.

I a not sure this is just a post explaining how I feel or if it is a cru for help, whichever it is, thank you for reading.

[notthemayor]

MY HIVE APPEAL (MARXH 27 2023)

Username: bleachedmoney

Display Name: YeYodaMiyagi

Type additional comments below:

that's it. just 'Harassment' goodbye?

is there any rectification stage?

is there any example of wrongdoing?

is this blacklisting supposed to be punitive or consciousness-raising?

how could i truly appeal if (i say that) idk where your fragility became a conflict of interest? being overly emotional about a bruised ego was admitted by a billionaire never when disclosing how to be a successful market maker fyi

i gather that the hive should be authentic but not so authentic that we neglect to ask your permission what to post..

dicks, tits, and nonsense are appropriate by all in the hive but when i use dictionary words, that crosses the line..

if it was a puritan nerve i struck on you, im not sorry

if it was me shouting out africa that offended you, you should be sorry

if it was me saying the word 'hitler' why not just delete that post alone and not the whole account with 70+ posts from a user who planned to fundraise (among other thinggs) for the hive ?

is this properly appealed or no??? if yes, cool. if no, for future users and prospective users, instead of saying only 'tate and trump' are the hives red flags, tell the public the complete list of bogeymen who shouldn't be posted about and the risk of defying the rules of your happy place.

but no warning, no option to delete, no phonecall or email.. yo, how is that any different than twitter or g-rated youtube??

if you're scared of me - im godzilla- that's nothing new although im not a threat to you and was beginning to warm to the hive and i typically never thaw to anyone or anything so it's a notable anecdote for you

if you're not scared of me, let's prove it and put this behind us and make history

the hive might have something in store for it in the future that neither one of us could ever honestly predict so if you're willing and fearless then i'd love to be a part of whatever that may be so that when the hive is praised by newlyweds for helping them find a match or by the next generations for sponsoring massive events, i might say i was there at the beginning when it took patience, mindfulness, and insight to not only trust the process but also be a part of it

that badass opportunity was denied me by all social media, even myspace ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ 🙈✌️🤙🤟💅

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MY HIVE APPEAL (TODAY)

Username: bleachedmoney

Display Name: YeYodaMiyagi

Type additional comments below:

Im just still over there waiting. How about read a different book to change your mind? You exile someone over an opinion. No one's hurt and without the aid of tech and big data, the uestionable wrong i was accused of would already be forgotten. that's how it is with millions of users - most of them having fun. I've grown and evolved and entered the door to the future. are you still at where? someone being so offended, often by a slight remark that more rightfully should've been received even slighter has some huge tension going on that has far less to do with a new app and much much more to do with topics suited for the therapist's couch. i know it's hard and this isn't ideal or natural or realistic, etc. but why will you hate tech and its function while simultaneously ushering in more growth of it? what do you want? i can't froth at the mouth at you- i've never met you- or, i wouldn't know if i had, would i? why don't you just let nature take its course instead of falling back with the conceit of a royal, neurodivergent enough to believe that you are pondering whether or not to abort the potential new star whilst being aided by the intellect and logic of said new star? im helping you cheat. isn't cheating supposed to result in positive recognition? you don't have to say anything to recognize me. when does that ever happen? ever so peacefully, you can just symbolically nod to reinstate my account so that i may add to the discourse, raise the vibrations, and storm some brains like the hive is a crude misrepresentation of my adolescent mind of chaos when i was rudely thought to be schizophrenic. but hey, you know what, ive noticed both the catholics and puritans both agree on banning euphoria in any way they can think up. that's you now? some universal equal opportunity hater? just because you don't like my water doesn't mean that others won't care to drink it, and love it and ask for more of it. think about it. but whatever you do, please, stop feeling ill about it. let it go for wickedness' sake

[beesedees]

live blogging because i smoked weed for the firdt time 👍

i gurned in skme music because vibeh

my chest kinda hurts ngl

not very live laugj love of me

things seem to be going kinda slow and like

i feel heavy

but in a sleepy way ig

i mean

itis 2 am vut whatever

aw i lef ymy watwr bottle on my desk :(

my bfs name is muchael

he got me the weed

hes also gonan get me some blades

love him for that

and i just love him

hes such a coll person

like

hes hot too gah damn

i got lucky asf

i love gim so much omg

i kinda feel like im aboit to fry wtf

cry*

im

good cru thouyh

idk

i really wanna be on cslk woth someone

but also

i dont really wanna talk yk????

also its 2 am so like

i dount anyone is up

chest pain went away

but omg my bf

hes so

dhdhdndndnf

like

hes so important me yall dint fet it

i could just kiss him forwver all over his adorable face

only provlem with the music and the headphones is that i cwnt tell whcih noosed come from muic since unfamiliar songs and i. feeling a teeny tiny vit paranoid so its like

hrngnrg

bavk go bf

hes so fucking cute and he goves the best hugs and he just makes me feel so loved yall dont get it ong

i wanna spedn like

forever with him omg

ifs raining out

i wanna kiss him in the rain

brw the reason he gave me the weed was because i was beign silly goofy and said we shoudl sneak out and get high together one nigjt and he said we donf have to get high to have fun and fhen i said yea but i will get high at soem point. ifs be good for my mental healgh

so then we met upagain and he brought the weed and i was like oh no its yours you keep if and he said that he doesnt want it so like

slay

and ifs like

concentrated thc

should i be posting abt thos?????

idk

idc lmao

oh this song dcuks

idk the name

but its the one with the numbers

popular on tiktok for a while

dude i can feel my body but like

i dont

hate it??

idk

woah wtf o jist like lifted mg foot and it felt funky??

idk

im spacy tbh

but also pretty present

might call my friend

not call

text

vut u havent talked to her in like a few monfhs so itd be weird to text her like

idk

who gives a fuck

my eyes are frtting kinda droopy

i wanna cuddle with my bf

hes food to cuggle with

fuck i love him so much

i just wanna likd

hodl hkm forwver omg

i wanan amke everything ok for gim

because he means so much to me

idk

whatever

i think im gonan like

save thos as a sraft for now

so if youre reading this, itd no logner a draft thats crazy

dude im cry8ng and my eyes sting so much this fucking sucks wth

i think my mousieterizor is fetting in my eyes

homophobia actually

im fucking

hungru man

(hello, not high bee here. i ended up getting some food, spaming my bf with unreadable messages, and passing out after. overall, it was pretty good)

[languageleo]

I posted 219 times in 2022

That's 219 more posts than 2021!

25 posts created (11%)

194 posts reblogged (89%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@adieupanache

@frenchwordsdaily

@aro-langblr

@fluencylevelfrench

I tagged 52 of my posts in 2022

#leo posts - 22 posts

#langblr - 20 posts

#languageblr - 13 posts

#french - 13 posts

#language learning - 13 posts

#francais - 12 posts

#french langblr - 12 posts

#resources - 10 posts

#journal - 6 posts

#get to know me challenge - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 88 characters

#j’ai cru que c’était une publicité pour une application de l’amour ou qq autre chose mdr

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

bonjour!

i am leo, welcome to my blog!

currently, i am trying to learn french. im around B1 level and i am taking classes to get better :3

mi lengua nativa es español but i know english to a native level too

i have many languages of interest but my main focus right now is definitely french

future target languages -> LSQ, nahuatl, toki pona, german, arabic, korean, japanese

9 notes - Posted July 16, 2022

#4

Le passé récent

(english and spanish explanations below)

(explicaciones en inglés y español debajo)

Le passé récent est utilisé quand on veut parler de quelque chose qu'on a fait très récemment

Le format de ce conjugation es le prochain:

venir conjugué au présent + de + un verb infinitive

Par example: Je viens de manger avec mes amis.

Une activité pour vous:

Pour chacun des verbes suivants, formulez deux phrases au passé récent

regarder

voir

finir

achèter

passer

Mes phrases sont dessous du reste du post, si vous voulez comparer :3

English version

The passé récent (recent past) is used when someone wants to talk about something they did very recently.

The format of this conjugation is the following:

venir conjugué au présent + de + un verb infinitive

For example: Je viens de manger avec mes amis.

The English version of this sentence would be "I have just eaten with my friends."

An activity for anyone reading this:

For each of the following verbs, make two sentences using the passé récent:

regarder

voir

finir

achèter

passer

Versión en español

El passé récent (pasado reciente) se utiliza cuando queremos hablar de algo que acabamos de hacer.

See the full post

11 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

#3

ahora que estoy leyendo dracula, me puse a pensar cómo se escribiría mi acento fonéticamente, ya que bram stoker hace eso bastante seguido en su novela

mis amigos me dicen que sí tengo un acento regio marcado al hablar, y yo sé que a veces digo pa’ en vez de para, eso es algo que creo que es específico a mi acento. también está el decir ‘amonos en vez de vamonos o ‘tonces en vez de entonces. creo que el cambio más drástico sería algo como p’allá en vez de para allá, efectivamente ignorando tres letras. obviamente está también el cambio de decir pos en vez de pues, alguien una vez supo que yo era mexicano porque dije eso

sí veo por que mis amigos brasileños dicen que hablo muy rápido en español para ellos jajaja

20 notes - Posted October 4, 2022

#2

Comment écrire l’heure en français

(English version below)

(Versión en español debajo)

Pouvoir écrire l’heure correctement est très important pour bien se communiquer avec des autres personnes.

En français, on utilise surtout le format de 24h et pas le format de 12h avec AM/PM. Plus, au lieu d’utiliser le séparateur “:” entre l’heure et la minute, on utilise “h” car celui représente le mot “heure.”

Donc, des exemples d’heures qu’on pourrait voir sont:

0h00 (minuit)

9h15 (9:15 AM)

12h00 (midi)

18h20 (6:20 PM)

How to write the time in French

Being able to write the time correctly is very important to be able to communicate properly with other people.

In French, people tend to use the 24 hour format rather than the 12 hour AM/PM format. Also, they use “h,” representing the word “heure” (hour), between the hour and minute instead of “:”.

So, some examples of times that you might see are the following:

0h00 (midnight)

9h15 (9:15 AM)

12h00 (noon)

18h20 (6:20 PM)

Cómo escribir la hora en francés

Poder escribir la hora correctamente es importante para poder comunicarse bien con otras personas.

En francés, se suele usar el formato de 24 horas en vez del formato de 12 horas con AM/PM. Además, en vez de usar el separador “:” entre la hora y los minutos, se utilisa la letra “h”, que representa la palabra “heure” (hora).

Entonces, algunos ejemplos de horas que uno pudiera ver son:

0h00 (medianoche)

9h15 (9:15 AM)

12h00 (mediodía)

18h20 (6:20 PM)

20 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

some people say that wanting to learn toki pona is dumb but its like… you dont appreciate her??

soweli?

shes so shaped… how can you not love her

111 notes - Posted December 5, 2022

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[thedeathdeelers]

okay also a juke AU i didn’t think i needed but now i do?

luke is a radio host, probably does the late night show, the graveyard shift maybe

and sometimes he does these little jam sessions where people can call in and they just...have a jam session lmao

julie’s still grieving the loss of her mom, her musical soulmate, and she usually finds herself awake during the late hours. she turns on the radio one night and stumbles upon luke’s channel. she enjoys it, feels a strange little spark inside of her that’s been dormant for so long when he starts jamming along to a song. so she starts tuning in every few nights, listening to him talk about random shit, listen to the passion that emanates from him whenever he starts talking about music, listen to him sing and the pure joy she can tell he’s feeling when he’s having a jam session with a total stranger over the phone

one day, maybe it’s been a particularly hard day for her, she decides to call in. and at first she regrets it immediately when he picks up and she can’t get her voice to work. but eventually he just starts talking and coaxes her into a light conversation. he asks if she wants to jam but she’s just not ready yet. so they just have a chat and that’s that.

this continues on for a few nights, a few weeks, until one day she gets the courage to sing. and luke is absolutely floored. julie stops singing because it’s suddenly too quiet from his end, and she’s worried she’s done it wrong she hasn’t sung in so long what if she’s forgotten how to do it??? so she starts apologising and luke scrambles to get the words out of his mouth to tell her that she literally has the voice of an angel and she should never apologise and he’s star struck

and ya. they continue in this fashion until luke finds a way to ask her if they can meet. they do. theyre already in love. soulmates.

ps: there’s a whole city of insomniacs and graveyard shifters that are shipping them so hard

the end

[notinsufferable]

called my crush for 30 mins today which sent me down a spiral so naturally i spent hours reading cute as fuck fanfiction and now im twice as overwhelmed with emotions (and empty)