#WBK fanfiction

[formula-wind]

choose your agent! — valorant mains of furin high first years

※ headcanons for wind breaker characters as valorant players ft. sakura haruka, nirei akihiko, suo hayato, & sugishita kyotaro

Sakura Haruka — instalock duelist

Like with gang fights, he definitely had his fair share of experiences with cocky duelists so it’s no surprise he tries to take the main damage-dealer role first in his team when he queues for a game.

Reyna would be the first one Haruka tries to pick because of the agent’s self-sustaining nature. No need to rely on teammates for entry support or heals—relating well with his independent character.

I mean, Reyna’s blind wont affect his teammates so there’s no reason for them to yell at him for bad blind timings or wasting heals so less problems!

Though not that he would admit this, but he also thinks she’s the most useful agent for helping the team out.

No one is an initiator? Haruka entries site for the team with a blind, killing anyone there who stops his team from getting in.

No one is a sentinel? Haruka stays behind to guard their backs trying to stay alive for as long as possible to protect the spike (when attacking) or site (when defending).

No one is a controller? Well, he can’t really do much with Reyna’s abilities but he does hunt down enemies when he has ultimate available to reduce the team’s worries.

Definitely sets a good example for how Reyna mains should be.

He also just hates being in a team with Reyna players who talk shit more than get kills. Who doesn’t though?

Because of this, he does understand that instalocking Reyna would get his teammates assuming he’s one of the bad players but he couldn’t care less when they express their annoyance.

Haruka can and will prove them wrong, after all.

However, in extremely rare cases where people instalock duelists before him, he either dodges (95% of the time since he just wont be able to stand the possibility of egoistical teammates) or picks Chamber.

Why? He can stay behind guarding flank or site strongly as his “dumbass teammates” charge the enemies.

With his shooting skills, he can really makes the most out of Chamber’s abilities.

Also because of chamber’s pistol and rifle ultimate, he’s also able to buy a gun for a teammate if needed. Again, definitely not something he would admit, but if pointed out, best believe he’s going to scream in voice chat about how irresponsible his team is with credits.

Akihiko Nirei — sentinel or controller strategist

We all know how proactive he is with gathering information about guys he finds cool so I am pretty sure that when he gets really into Valorant he has a notebook full of strategy plans, setups, and lineups from his research and actual game experiences.

His analytical skills and game-knowledge would definitely make him the best supporting member of the team.

Nirei would be that person that waits for everyone to pick their agent before picking his to avoid complaints and to work with the team dynamic.

If a sentinel is needed, fits well with the team and the map; he would most likely select Killjoy.

He probably mastered a lot of swarm + alarm bot setups. Though, he does like using the same setups twice or more instead of switching it up if it works against the enemy.

Probably does it because he thinks the enemy wouldn’t expect such plans to be executed again (not really true most of the time).

Good thing about Nirei is he knows what he’s capable and not capable of; he understands his weaknesses so he plays it safe to not become a burden to his teammates.

Enemies call him a rat for being so skilled with his utility usage, and he takes it as a compliment with pride.

Loves playing post-plant lineups! He practices a lot in custom before each ranked game.

However, if his team needs a controller to block out sections of a site to secure entries, he’s playing Astra.

Now, Astra is probably one of the toughest agents to master since it needs good map awareness skills and team coordination so Nirei only picks her if he knows his team can give good comms and support (like if he would be playing with the other bofurin members).

He would definitely take pride in assisting his teammates with getting kills by using concuss (nova pulse) and pulling enemies (gravity well).

May get too focused with getting his abilities set up and activated right so he would need someone to watch his back (he has been trolled and stabbed multiple times, which sometimes led to really funny games).

Truly the teammate with the braincells we all need (and aspire to be).

Suo Hayato — duelist-like sentinel or full-on duelist

He is a Sage main. 100%. No doubt.

Oh but Hayato's not your stereotypical bottom frag “team before me” Sage main.

He’s the type that would carry the whole team—some would even say he’s one of those “selfish” Sage players.

Why she’s his first pick? Simple: fun walls.

He doesn’t really like walling off the spike since it doesn't provide good entertainment he knows his walls can be used for better uses.

He loves tormenting the enemy with crazy Sage wall placements, getting kills without the enemy knowing where they’re getting shot at brings him so much joy—it’s almost sadistic.

You think a wall is misplaced so bad it lets you enter the site easier? Wrong. Hayato's behind you getting your team one by one.

Sometimes he drags it out, watching the enemy team get past him when they don’t check their corners and follows them to the site—and if they’re attacking—he does the little ninja defuse trick; defusing the spike as soon as the other team has planted it.

With his healing orbs, he is still very supportive of his team and usually heals them first instead of himself, not really minding if they still die first after getting healed. He’s pretty confident with his shooting skills so he survives well without needing additional health stats.

He plays at a distance so even on low health he is able to get frags.

His slow orbs are also mainly there for its regular use of keeping enemies at bay, but also torment his team members if they’re getting on his nerves—which doesn’t happen often.

The reviving ultimate? If his team keeps asking to be revived best believe he’s only using it to use the revived bodies as a shield or revives them in the most inconvenient moment.

When given the chance to be a duelist, he is definitely picking Jett.

You really can’t convince me otherwise cause her swift play style suits well with Hayato's character.

Those updraft knife trick shots on tiktok? He does them at least once a game to bring down the enemy’s mental.

Would probably be like a Tenz with Jett’s ultimate. He would save the other abilities if he knows he has or is getting his ultimate soon to do those crazy killer dash moves.

This is pretty much self-explanatory so I don’t know what else to say. Hayato is graceful; Jett lets him prove it in game.

Sugishita Kyotaro — hunting-focused initiator

Probably not the most active player in Bofurin but when he does play, he’s playing Fade.

Is probably only ever playing fade because it fits the most with him though.

Short explanation: their auras match well; scary and will be out to torment you.

Long explanation: if he’s playing with Umemiya, he’s probably using Fade to provide support and keep the enemy as far from him as possible.

Since he also doesn’t talk much, Fade uncovering the location of enemies helps him be useful for his team without needing much interaction. I mean, the agent literally can direct you to enemies with the ultimate ability so what else is there to point out?

I also see him as a very proactive corner-checker so Fade’s haunt and prowler is really handy for him. No corner of the site is left unchecked with Kyotaro around!

However, I can’t really picture him using seize that much for capturing enemies so I think he doesn’t really purchase it. If they’re out in the open, he likes killing them head-on so he doesn’t see much value to the said skill.

Overall, even as a one-agent player, he definitely excels with making the most out of Fade’s abilities.

a/n: depending on whether or not anyone is actually interested in this i may turn this into a series,,

[ismagulnitatay]

IS ANYONE INTERESTED IN READING ZOSAN ANGST? BECAUSE I HAVE THE THING FOR Y'ALL.

Ghost of You by ismagulnitatay (me) here.

[ladybyakuya]

〹 ONESHOTS.

INTO MY KALEIDOSCOPE ft.sugishita kyotaro. ( entries can be read as stand-alone )

brazil ft. tsubakino tasuku

racetrack ft. sakura haruka

paprika ft.umemiya hajime

〹 HEADCANONS.

are we still friends ? [ part one + part two ]

right side of my neck.

〹 DRABBLES.

doodle ft.nirei akihiko.

2:00 A.M ft. umemiya hajime.

paprika ft umemiya hajime: one | tba ( if any )

how does first kiss with sugishita feels like? + other characters of my choice.

How would umemiya or sugishita react when you interrupted them while gardening with a kiss?

Do they prefer thighs or boobs?

[kattythingz]

OH that's wonderful.

Honestly, Ling getting there first is not a bad thing if you consider that YJ was supposed to be a stealth based team at first (and at the end, and I'm pretty sure all around, except that they managed to blow something up every single time they left Mt Justice and yeah, they'll get along incredibly well with Ed)

I love how everyone knew Ed as 'The Fiance' but also how much of what they know is accurate? Because Ling could definitely just brag about his Love, who is Amazing and Sweet and Delicate but Strong and then they meet Ed and he's all those things!.. kind of. They've spent all that time imagining themselves someone to match Ling's sappynnes and now they have a short temperamental asshole who thinks Idiot is a term of endearment (it is)

OK now I started rambling, but I couldn't help it!! It's such a good AU I need more!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAH THANK YOU!! That means a lot to me 🥺 When I say I've daydreamed a lot of this au, I've daydreamed a lot. I'm glad you're enjoying it with me!! As a treat, here's a second scene that got out of my hands again. 2.7k, yeesh. I definitely should've been working on Solaris instead, lmaaoooo.

Part 1 here, for anyone new who's curious.

Robin had to admit, just to himself, that stealth wasn’t ideal for a facility like this. The walls were high and sturdy, composed of some kind of resilient metal that didn’t bend much, and the only space to safely follow undetected were the vents along the sides. Normally, he would’ve gone with the ceiling vents, but there were none here. They might’ve underestimated their resident bad guy’s paranoia last time.

He might’ve underestimated Ling too, as he’d chosen to travel by ground instead, and Robin hadn’t seen him again since. It should’ve been impossible in such an open space, but—it was like the guy had just disappeared. He would’ve been majorly jealous, if he wasn’t curious how that even worked in the first place.

The rest of the team were on standby in their own corners, waiting for Robin’s signal to intervene when needed. They’d initially protested the risk of a rescue mission, but Robin knew they all thrived on the same brand of chaos and rebellion; it was what had bonded them as a team. Obviously, they were on board.

He listened intently to the guards’ loud chattering as they walked their prisoner down an unfamiliar direction. The walls were getting darker here, and colder. The jails must’ve been close.

“—mean, it’d be a little funny if that actually happened,” guard one said with a no-doubt ugly grin. What was it with goons and ugly grins? “I’d kill for vacation time, at this point.”

“Talk a little louder, Jared.” Guard two rolled her eyes. “While you’re at it, why don’t you run back to the boss right now and tell him everything you just said?”

“Oh, come on, you’d pay to see it too.”

“I’m not putting my response to that on record.”

“Nah, you should just go ahead and say it.” It was Ed who spoke, and Robin’s eyebrows shot up, already leaning closer to hear the rest. 

He’d expected a lot of things from Ling’s infamous fiance, but a punch to the solar plexus wasn’t one of those things. He wasn’t anything like the team had envisioned. Needless to say, Robin was way curious about the guy.

“You’ve got a pretty shitty boss down there,” Ed continued, “and I’d know a thing or two about shitty bosses. I mean, no vacation time? Talk about a stick up his a—”

He stopped on a yelp—stumbling from a kick to his left leg.

“Watch it, brat,” guard two said. “The only reason you’re still here is because we need you alive to extract your meta gene from. If it weren’t for that—”

“Yeah, that’s not gonna fucking work, lady,” Ed snorted. “Like I keep telling you—”

He cut off again on a sharper, gritted noise, freezing with the visible shock from his inhibitor collar. Guard two smirked, putting away her remote.

“Your reaction to that says otherwise, boy,” she said.

“I’d think”—Ed heaved a clearly pained breath, still not moving. He was leaning most of his weight on his right leg now—“that anyone would react to being—”

He gritted his teeth again, shouldering another click and a shock.

“—fucking electrocuted,” he finished, biting out.

“You should’ve been paying attention before,” guard two scoffed as her friend pushed Ed to get moving again. He did so with an obvious limp now—to Robin, at least. He didn’t think the guards saw it. “That fancy collar doesn’t react to regular folks. If it’s not from a meta gene, then there’s something about you.”

“You mean a brain? I wasn’t gonna say it to your boss, but it’s pretty funny that your so-called head scientist can’t even grasp the basic concepts of, you know, a science. You sure he’s the right guy for the job, or did he just bang his head against the metal walls enough times before—”

Guard two let out a growl, and, oh, yeah, Robin knew what Ed was doing—and pretty damn well too. In the split second that guard two ditched her stance to strike Ed herself, Ed was already moving.

He ducked under her fist, letting gravity do its own work for a second before kicking the back of her legs.

She stumbled in true, and guard one went swinging too.

“You little shit—!”

Ed whirled around, prepared to dodge, but something else moved in tandem.

A shadow, emerged in a blink, striking the guard in the outstretched side.

Ed didn’t miss a beat and kicked out his right to get the guard’s other side. The guard twisted with his broken axis, and Ed got his hips with the knee. 

The guard yelped before toppling back.

“SON OF A—!”

Ed lifted his leg to deal the final blow, but his eyes widened that time when the shadow beat him to it again—kicking with much more force that sent the guard slamming into the metal wall.

Robin winced at the crack! that accompanied.

Well, he was never pissing off Ling again. Yeesh. 

“Holy shit!” Ed laughed when he registered too, though not fully. “You did not have to go that hard. Who—?”

“Ed.”

Ed froze at the breathy call, and there was Ling now. Crouching and just as affected—the eyes of a man to water in the middle of a desert.

Ed’s breath hitched. “Li—?”

Neither of them noticed guard two rising from her spot.

The jig was already up, so Robin didn’t wait to kick out the vent opening and fling a birdarang. Guard two cried out when it caught her in the cheek, disrupting her balance again as she stood. Ed whipped his head to Robin’s landing, mouth dropping in surprise a little when guard two was already down.

“What—?”

“Hey there!” Robin greeted cheerily, cutting him off. “Nice to meet, I’m Robin, can we get moving now? I think we’ve invited a party.”

True enough, pounding footsteps quaked the ground from a distance. Ling straightened up from his position before nodding, turning to Ed in a practiced motion and tugging him forward. Ed’s gaze darted back to Ling and he swallowed, drawing on nothing but air when Ling broke his shackles with terrifying strength.

“Ling,” Ed started again, stumbling, “what—where—?”

“There’s no time,” Ling interrupted hastily. “Do you trust me?”

Ed wavered at the final soft tone, stark eyes melting with uncanny resemblance to Ling’s when he stuttered, “What kind of question is that? Obviously—” 

“Then follow Robin.”

“What?”

Robin snapped to motion without further prompt and grabbed Ed’s wrist, pulling him along down the hall. “This way!”

“H-Hey, wait—! Ling—?!”

“He knows how to find us! Focus on yourself right now!”

Ed kept a good pace for someone spluttering, “I—I know that, asshole! How do you—?”

When he didn’t turn back in a blaze of fury for Ling, Robin released his wrist and focused on pulling up the building’s blueprints again. If they were tracking the right path, then their safest escape route for Ship to collect them was—

There! 

The halls opened for the VIP section of the building, flanked on both sides by large labs that they should’ve thought to explore before pulling this off. None of the scientists inside noticed them, but that was looking too good to be true any second no—

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!

Intruder alert. Intruder alert. 

“Fucking hell!” Ed grunted behind Robin, slapping his hands over his ears. “Could they make that any louder?”

The adrenaline was kicking in now, and Robin let out a laugh. “I know! Come on, this way next! There should be—”

“—a VIP exit. Obviously!”

“You know your stuff!” Robin grinned, slamming the final key on his key-glove to hack the cameras and motion sensors. Sparks lit his periphery vision as the cameras drooped, and he heard Ed’s impressed noise at the unanimous reaction.

“Seems you do too. How—?”

Robin tossed him a smirk over his shoulder. Golden eyes were glittering now, just as charged as Robin. “I’ll show you later, if we make it out.”

“Is that a challenge?” Ed shouted back.

Robin almost answered that—totally—but movement around the corner behind Ed caught his eye. 

A wind whipped past them at the same time, and Robin grinned as they received an eager, “I’ve got this!”

“What the—?!”

“Kid Flash!” Robin said. “Another guy you can trust.”

Wally sped to their stopped side not a blink after, shooting Ed an exhilarated grin and a salute. “Hey! Ed, right? Kid Flash, greatest speedster there is and the coolest guy on this ragtag te—”

“Shut up, man!” 

“What the fuck are you wearing?” Ed blurted, deadpan in a way that clocked Wally flat and had Robin cackling.

“Hey! What’s wrong with my uniform?”

Ed didn’t get to further crush Wally when the announcement changed tunes abovehead.

Initiating lockdown in East Wing. I repeat, initiating lockdown.

BOOM!

Where the hallway once forked ahead of them, a great wall abruptly slammed down. Robin was already pulling up his schematics again, looking for the key to hack security, but—

“Crap! Security runs on a separate firewall!”

“What does that mean?” Wally yelped, eyes darting to the other end of the hall where the rats where gathering again. “And why are there so many of these guys?! It’s just one prisoner! Isn’t this overkill?”

Robin didn’t risk breaking his focus with an answer. Down the hall, guards yelped and grunted indignantly.

“ED!”

Ling’s voice echoed in the metal space, and Ed jerked in his direction

“Ling! I’m right here!”

At the same time, Robin cursed. “Crap! I can’t hack this in time!”

“Well, that’s great!” Wally exclaimed shrilly. “And nobody else’s on this side of the wall either! What do we do now, boy genius?”

“If you can just buy me some time—!”

“Forget time!” Ed interjected suddenly, catching both their eyes. His own glare was set ahead on Ling’s figure dodging guards, cutting his way to them. Something passed over his expression, and he set his brow before whirling on Robin.

“You can hack shit, right? Get this thing off me.”

He pointed at his inhibitor collar, and Wally let out another noise.

“Dude! Greater priorities right now, like us being cornered any second—!”

“Got it!”

Robin recognized a “fuck shit up” look when he saw one. He made quick work of the collar, and the light on it clicked green before snapping open.

Wally’s face twisted further. “Hello?!”

They both totally ignored him as Ed cracked his freed neck with a hand. “Thanks. Now step back.”

“I’d listen to him if I were you!” Ling cheered as soon as he was in reach, smiling wider and realer at Ed than Robin thought anybody had ever seen of him this entire time, and already retreated behind Ed. “Ed doesn’t give warnings lightly.”

Robin didn’t need to be told twice, unlike Wally.

He yanked his best friend back into their little corner, leaving Ed to stand in front of them, a stark silhouette in the low light of the hall against the mass of guards that stopped to blockade the other end of the hall.

“We have you surrounded, boy,” the head guard called with their weapon pointed. “There’s nothing for you to melt safely here, unless you want to cook your friends with the rest of us.”

Ling’s chuckle sounded before Ed’s—though the latter rang louder.

“Yeah, about that,” Ed snorted.

He clapped his hands together, and electricity hummed in the atmosphere, like every time Wally had tried and failed to speed through walls. Several guards tensed at the feel and Ling particularly grinned with more teeth beside Robin.

“Melting isn’t the only thing I can do.”

The head guard straightened, holding their weapon higher. “Boy, I’m giving you a chance here—”

“That’s funny,” Ed said. “So am I.”

He slammed his palms to the ground, and, all at once, the walls convulsed around them. Electricity zapped down the metal seams, quaking the ground with a mighty, unseen shifting in the cogs.

There was a split-second pause, as Wally whispered, “What the hell was that supposed to—?”

The walls exploded.

One by one, like endless dominoes left and right and up and down, metal branched from every which way to SLAM between Ed and the guards, shaking the ground with tremor after tremor, until, in a manner of seconds—

The entire distance had disappeared. 

Where a great hall once sat between them and the enemy, now stood a wall no more than a few feet from Ed’s nose.

Wally and Robin both gawked that time.

“God, that felt good,” Ed announced, wiping his hands from a job well done. “Fucking idiots. As if all I could do was melt shit.”

He turned to the stunned group of them, absurdly nonchalant for a guy who’d just molded the walls like playdough, and Robin seriously couldn’t help it.

“Holy shit,” he said, and Ed cracked a grin.

“Watch your fucking language,” he replied. “Not so bad yourself, kid.”

Robin was going to answer that, but a certain blur zooming past beat him to it.

It wasn’t Wally.

Ed yelped when he was abruptly lifted in a hug—a noise that ended in a squeak when he went spinning too. His face erupted in red as he slapped Ling’s shoulder, stuttering, “Hey! Your friends are right there, you idiot prince—!”

“You’re calling me that name again.” Ling’s voice came out muffled into Ed’s chest, and he halted his wriggling to look down wide-eyed at Ling. “You’re—you’re really saying it, and you’re yelling at me again—you’re really here. Ed, Ed, yáng’er—”

“Ling—” Ed started a little faintly himself now.

“Ed,” Ling choked out, so much and so suddenly like a prayer, Robin tore his gaze from the sight when Ed’s breath hitched too. Wally did the same in his periphery, and they both heard rather than saw the click of Ed’s boots touching the ground softly again.

“Ling…” Ed’s murmur, however low, reached them anyway. “Hey, don’t—”

“Don’t ask me not to make any faces now,” Ling said thickly over him. “You were an entire world away. An entire world—wěidà lóng, I couldn’t—”

“Babe.”

Robin shifted at the soft tone, really feeling like he was intruding now. There was a brush of skin on skin, and a soft tap.

“I know,” Ed whispered. “I—I missed you too, fuck. You have no idea how… when I heard from Lan Fan that you were missing—” A shuddering inhale, and an exhale. “What were you thinking, you idiot?”

Ling’s laugh sounded like a frozen breath in the air.

“I might not have been thinking at all,” he murmured, “if I’m being honest.”

“Of course not.” Ed mirrored the laugh. “That was a rhetorical question, dumbass.”

“Hey…”

The protest was absolutely nothing, and it hung the moment for a long, awkward beat on Robin’s part.

He was just about ready to burst when activity blessedly thumped behind the safe wall.

Ed and Ling looked up from their tangled position—oh, god, they had been touching foreheads, gross—Ed going a little wide-eyed when the gate was forced open, by none other than—

“Miss Martian!” Robin cheered fast with his relief. “Boy, am I so glad to see you!”

Superboy raised an eyebrow from the ground level along with Artemis, and Kaldur totally wanted to do the same but refrained. He had that Look on his face that spelled it out.

“We heard you required back-up,” Kaldur said, as close to smug as his politeness got, and Robin rolled his eyes good-naturedly. 

“As if,” he scoffed. “We had it totally handled.”

“Well,” Ed’s chuckle drew the team’s attention back to him, where he’d finally detangled himself from Ling, though they still had one hand on each other. “More like I had it handled. But you guys helped, I guess.”

“‘I guess’?” Wally squawked. “Dude, who took out half those goons earlier?”

“Definitely not you, kid idiot,” Artemis said with a smirk.

Ling hummed, “I must agree there. And, on that friendly note—” He glanced aside fondly. “Ed, these are—”

“Your friends?” Ed drawled, and Ling flushed—actually flushed! Robin didn’t think that guy had ever blushed around them before, that was priceless. “Yeah, no shit, babe.”

Artemis chortled at that, and even Kaldur and Megan were looking amused now at this new side of Ling. Ed caught all their fondness in a single sweep, and grinned.

“Yo. I’m Edward Elric.” He stole his own warm peek of Ling, and smiled. “My friends call me Ed, though.”

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[wweassets]

I was first introduced to bottom Roman in fanfiction and now it's my favorite. Plus I love seeing bigger guys bottom.

bigger bottoms are my TEAAA wbk

[pippiessweathogs]

This is a master post of all my fanfiction. It’s almost all of them so far. Click on the link above and you will see the entire list with links to appropriate posts. Also here is the list as you will see it there. Not sure if the links will work. If they do, great. If not, then you have the link above. 

Cutie Pie Universe

All of these stories are linked together in a singular timeline. It is important that you read them in order.

1.       Cutie Pie

Summary: A girl in school, only known as Cutie Pie, is in trouble. The Sweathogs try to help her.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

2.       The Courtship of Juan

Summary: The Sweathogs learn that Epstein has been dating Cutie Pie. They pick on him for being whipped and claim that she’s changing him.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

e.       Chapter Five

3.       Shall We Dance?

Summary: The Sweathogs try their best to reunite Epstein and Cutie Pie on time for the school dance.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

4.       Emotional

Summary: Epstein develops a problem with emotional eating while he suffers from depression after breaking up with Cutie Pie.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

e.       Chapter Five

f.        Chapter Six

5.       Tupelo Honey

Summary: With their relationship back on track, Epstein and Cutie Pie express their love for one another. Unfortunately, Epstein’s plans for their future are nearly derailed no thanks to Cutie Pie’s sister Stephanie.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

e.       Chapter Five

6.       From Juan to Susie: A Mixtape

Summary: In an attempt to cheer up Cutie Pie and to show her how much she means to him, Epstein makes a mix tape with all the songs that have somehow touched their relationship.

a.       Prologue

b.       Chapter One: Spill the Wine

c.       Chapter Two: Suzie Q

d.       Chapter Three: Hot Child in the City

e.       Chapter Four: In the Summertime

f.        Chapter Five: Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl)

g.       Chapter Six: Dream Weaver

h.       Chapter Seven: Strange Magic

i.         Chapter Eight: Alison

j.         Chapter Nine: Tiny Dancer

k.       Chapter Ten: The Man who Sold the World

l.         Chapter Eleven: Night Moves

m.     Chapter Twelve: Hey Jude

n.       Chapter Thirteen: Maggie May

o.       Chapter Fourteen: Joy

p.       Chapter Fifteen: Whole Lotta Love

q.       Chapter Sixteen: Some Kind of Wonderful

r.        Chapter Seventeen: You Got It

s.        Chapter Eighteen: You’ve Really Got a Hold on Me

t.        Chapter Nineteen: Tupelo Honey

u.       Epilogue

 Regular Show Universe

1.       Show Me Yours

Summary: Set during the episode, Classroom Marriage, Vinnie and Rosalie share a private moment in the Kotter’s bathroom. She proposes a sexy deal with him that he can’t turn down.

a.       Part One

b.       Part Two

2.       Epstein’s Secret

Summary: Epstein shares a secret with Gabe, which sheds a surprising new light on the Sweathog that nobody saw coming.

a.       Chapter One

b.       Chapter Two

c.       Chapter Three

d.       Chapter Four

e.       Chapter Five

f.        Epilogue

3.       Epstein’s Depression Story

Summary: Severely depressed, Epstein checks himself into the hospital. During a group therapy session, he tells the story of his depression and dependency on food which has caused an incredible weight gain. This is an alternate universe version of Emotional and borrows certain things from that story, only it doesn’t have anything to do with Cutie Pie.

a.       Part One

          i.      Chapter One

          ii.      Chapter Two

          iii.      Chapter Three

          iv.      Chapter Four

          v.      Chapter Five

          vi.      Chapter Six

           vii.      Chapter Seven

           viii.      Chapter Eight

b.      Part Two

           i.      Chapter Nine

           ii.      Chapter Ten

           iii.      Chapter Eleven

           iv.      Chapter Twelve

          v.      Chapter Thirteen

           vi.      Chapter Fourteen

          vii.      Chapter Fifteen

          viii.      Chapter Sixteen

           ix.      Epilogue

 Crossovers

(COMING SOON! I PROMISE!)

[naejigo]

"That's my emotional support tv show, sir." there has not been a single episode since season 2 that does not stress you and everything after season 3 give you chronic depression, you're only sane because the wlw ship you love is getting an excessive queerbaiting moments every 2 episodes.

[neoheros]

you had a feeling that kageyama didn’t like you very much.

you shared classes with him among the fact that you helped out in karasuno’s volleyball club so seeing him around eventually became inevitable.

you get that he wasn’t really a man of many words but you’ve seen him interact with tsukishima and even then he seemed to tolerate him more than you.

everyday you face the same three phrases that he tells you; ‘hey there,’ ‘take care,’ ‘have a good day,’ and sometimes you’d get him to say a bit more with questions that you press but other than that, you two really didn’t have any foundation to build a friendship on.

you didn’t let it work you up since you didn’t expect everyone to like you but if you were given the chance to find out why, you wouldn’t hesitate to take it.

the school day just ended and everyone’s been getting ready to go home. you glance at the watch on your wrist, tapping your shoes as you anticipate the club members take their exit before you.

“oh hey,” kageyama says, not much of emotion readable on his features, “take care.”

you smile as you give him a nod in response. that’s the essence of every conversation you’ve had with him so far and everyday he doesn’t fail to say those phrases to you.

it amused you, you werent gonna lie.

kageyama sighs, his shoulders slouching in disappointment once he realizes that it’s only him and hinata left walking.

he falls back a bit, letting his shorter friend pull ahead whilst he stuffs his hands in his pocket.

he takes out a folded piece of paper, the frown on his face only becoming more evident at the reminder of his failure.

he had a plan. today was supposed to be the day he actually spoke to you. he wanted to hold an actual conversation, a real dialogue between you both but instead of coming through with his ideals, he only managed to chicken out.

he wanted so badly to befriend you but you just made him so nervous. everything you say and do is enough to send chills down his spine and ever since the first time he met you he decided that you were gonna be the one to relieve him from all this pressure.

but until the day he can actually walk up to you and tell you how lovely you are in his eyes, he’s gonna have to stick with the phrases ‘hey there,’ ‘take care,’ and ‘have a good day,’ written on the piece of paper that he practices just for you.

[anders-hawke]

your touch is my strength (never let me go)

here’s some angst with a happy ending for y’all: how That Scene from s8 should’ve gone (i mean it shouldn’t have happened at all but i digress). i don’t really like it but uk now that it’s written my opinion on the fic is worth nothing so here *shoves fic* have fun!!

“They’re going to destroy that city. You know they will,” Brienne told him calmly, arms folded across her chest in a futile attempt to keep out the cold.

Jaime glanced over at her, getting lost in her expressive eyes even from a distance before pulling himself away. In only a heavy robe lacking the fur mantle Jaime was so used to seeing her wear, she looked small. It was disconcerting; Brienne of Tarth never looked small, and yet…and yet here and now, she looked small and vulnerable.

“Have you ever run away from a fight?” Jaime replied, studiously keeping his hand moving.

His gold hand inhibited him somewhat, and he found himself wishing that he wasn’t such a fool. I’m more of a fool than Shagwell and Moon Boy combined, he thought. Cersei hated his stump with a passion, so he’d put on his gold hand, but now it was stopping him. Maybe it was a sign.

“No,” Brienne responded, stepping closer to him. Jaime saw a chill work through her as a breeze waved her pale hair at him. You should have worn something warmer, wench, he almost said. “But this is not a fight. It is a choice.”

“What choice?” he questioned, harsher than he intended. Jaime sighed, resting his forehead on Honor’s flank for a moment, closing his eyes. He felt her presence by his side, and then her hand on his right wrist, pulling him away from Honor to make him face her.

“The choice to be good,” Brienne told him softly, and he opened his eyes, gazing into her own as she casually pushed up his sleeve and attacked the straps of his gold hand. “You don’t need this. You’re not like your sister. You’re not,” she insisted, meeting his gaze with her own. She let the gold hand drop to the ground. “You’re not golden perfection, you’re just Jaime. You aren’t defined by your past.”

Jaime felt tears sting behind his eyes, and he looked to the ground, throat constricting as Brienne forced him to look back into her blue gaze by cupping his bearded jaw with both of her hands. “You’re better than she is. You’re a good man, and you can’t save her. You don’t need to die with her.”

“How am I better? I’ve done so much… How can I get better after all I’ve done? How am I not defined by my past?” Jaime’s voice cracked at the end, a tear slipping down his cheek. “I don’t know how to be good anymore, Brienne. I don’t…”

“I will tell you all the ways you’re a good, honorable man with a kind heart who’s been broken beyond count, but I need you to stay.” Brienne swallowed heavily, pressing her forehead to his. “Stay with me,” she begged, tears clogging her throat. “Please. Stay…”

Jaime slowly reached up and placed his hand over her own, rubbing his thumb on the inordinately delicate skin of her wrist. He swallowed, another tear falling down his cheeks; he let his stump wrap around her waist, pulling her closer as he pressed his lips to hers. Then she opened up to him a little, allowing him to take from her—always a giver, his Brienne—so he did.

Brienne let out something between a sob and a laugh when they pulled apart a moment later, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, burying one hand in his hair. “Thank you,” Jaime thought she said, but he couldn’t tell since her face was buried in the crook of his neck.

Feeling weary, he let himself go, allowing the tears to flow and his body to wrack with sobs. “I love you,” he told her, over and over again, unable to say it enough. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you—”

Brienne cut him off with another kiss, face damp with tears like his own, before pulling away just enough to speak. “I love you too, Jaime. I love you too.”

[artificialqueens]

Scandal, that's what it is. Chapter 2/? You look pressed like a panini (Branjie) - Miss_VanessaVanjie

Oh, hi, hello, good evening! How’s everybody going?!

Last chapter: Brooke was caught being a pillow princess and nobody is shocked.

This chapter: Our girls finally met and, well, Brooke is a useless lesbian, Vanessa is well, Vanessa. Pretty, and smart.

The rules are the same: leave kudos and comments if you want, if you don’t that’s okay 😌

(I’m sorry again for any spelling mistakes, I NEED A BETA, HELP)

Enjoy! 💗💗

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“Steve, I thought we have a deal” Brooke heard the woman say through the phone.

So she knew Steve before. Interesting.

“And we have, V” Steve said.

“Care to remember what exactly the deal was?"

Steve sight, he looked tired and almost pissed. But Brooke didn’t missed the grin he was trying to suppress. He likes this woman.

"I have to stay out of trouble and never call you unless I’m dying or going to the club.” He laughed.

“So, explain to me why I’m receiving a call from you, in the middle of the night and you’re not dying, and judging by your office voice you’re not going to the club either?"

"I said I need your help but not that I was in trouble” Steve started “I’m bringing somebody to your office tomorrow. It’s something urgent. I can’t tell you over the phone.

"Okay, Mary. I don’t believe you’re not in trouble. 8 AM in my office”

Steve took the phone out of his ears and looked in Brooke’s eyes.

“You probably heard everything”

“Yeah, she has an…. how can I say that? An really interesting voice”

They looked to each other before bursting into laugh. After a moment Steve stood up.

“I’m gonna pick you at 7 AM. Please be on time and bring the picture. Vanessa hates when somebody makes her wait."

"And the last thing we need is to make her mad. Okay. Got it.” Brooke said.

“Yes. And please remember what I said. Don’t lie to her. Please."

With this Steve walked, slamming the door closed behind him. Leaving Brooke and her fears alone.

The ride was silent. Steve never was talkative and Brooke was more than grateful for that today.

She was scared. Steve let very clear that Vanessa was her only option. The only person capable of save her. And Brooke was thankful for that. She really was. But this still makes her angry.

She’s used to have control. Control of his life, her choices, decisions. And most recently, her country. Now she’s gonna have to let somebody she doesn’t know, and most important, doesn’t trust, get into her personal life.

Say that this is far away from her comfort zone is the underestimate of the year.

Brooke got out of her thoughts when the car stopped. She looked through the window, to the old building in front of her. She was expecting something more glamorous, modern.

As if he could read her mind Steve said

"She works with stealth. She doesn’t like attention. Not to her business"

Brooke just shook her head and waited for Steve to open the door.

They need to be careful. She’s still the president and leave the White House undercover and with just two bodyguards isn’t the ideal situation.

Inside the building Brooke heard the womans before she actually see them. Being received with a really loud laugh and somebody saying

"Silky, shut up. If Vanj hear you sayin’ this she gonna kick your fatass"

She looked to Steve and he was smiling

"Some things never change"

"STEVE, MISS THING! What we give the honour?” The big black girl talked first.

“Uuuuuuuh, Vanjie is gonna woop your ass. She knows you’re here? Cause-"

Brooke barely have time to understand who these peoples where before the tiny black woman with the blond hair and a pink jumpsuit stop midway through the sentence when her eyes focused on her.

"Holly mother of jesus. T-this is-?

"The fucking president of the fucking United States, Kiki” the big one said. She had big curly brown hair and was wearing an yellow outfit, pants and top. She practically yelled. Apparently silence isn’t a thing here.

“A'keria, Silky” Steve said and hugged the two shocked womans.

“Hi” was the only thing she managed to say before another loud voice come out of the elevator

“Kiki, Silky Steve is comin and he said he has a problem but that is not his problem? Can you believe the nerve that bitch has…. holly shit” the woman finished her sentence looking up from her phone for the first time.

She’s the most beautiful person Brooke have ever fucking seen.

She has big brown eyes that makes Brooke feel like she can se right through her. See her soul and the most dirty secrets she has. She’s captivated.

Her long and wavy black hair was loose and falling gracefully to her back. She was wearing an white skirt and blazer that hugged her curves beautifully.

Her mouth was moving but Brooke wasn’t listening. She couldn’t focus. Not when she could smell the sweet vanilla fragrance of the woman’s perfume.

She never believed in God but if it really existed, she was in front of her right now, with furrowed eyebrows looking less then impressed.

“You’re okay, mami? You need water or somethin’? You look pressed like a panini.” The woman, Vanessa she suppose, walked closer to her and now Brooke could see how tiny she was. How she had to tilt her head to look in Brooke’s eyes.

Cute.

“N-no I’m okay.” She said. “I’m Brooke. Brooke Lynn. Brooke Lynn Hytes. Yeah, I’m… uhm… I’m Steve’s problem.” She finally managed to say after embarrassing herself.

“Everybody knows you, mami. No need to presentation” she said, shacking the hand Brooke awkwardly stood to her. “I’m Vanessa"

She smiled for the first time and Brooke felt like her heart was about to get out from her body. How’s somebody can be this beautiful?

Vanessa walked toward Steve

"That’s why you couldn’t tell me what was going on through the phone, huh?” She said before hugging him.

Steve never was the hug type, he always avoided personal contact. But with Vanessa he looked almost like he needed the hug. Like he missed Vanessa.

Brooke was intrigued.

“Okay. Please bring her to my office, we have business to make"

Vanessa yelled and started to walk without looking back. Almost like she knew they’re gonna follow her without ask.

She was absolutely right.

Vanessa’s office was…. something. Brooke wasn’t expecting the three red walls, or the view the glass wall had to the city. The black and white furniture and the big table wasn’t something Brooke would put in an office. But weirdly enough it worked really well.

This isn’t stealth. She tought.

"So” Vanessa started sitting in her chair “what brings the president to my office?” She looked genuinely curious while waving to them to sit down.

This wasn’t something Brooke was looking forward to do. Nobody besides her and Steve knows about her sexual preferences. Or how her and Seth doesn’t shared the same room. How she’s supposed to share this to somebody she knows nothing about? Somebody she still doesn’t know if she can trust.

Somebody that looked to her like Vanessa was doing now. With soft eyes and looking really soft lips.

“I, hum…” Brooke tried “I had an one night stand and, hum, and now I’m being threatened with a picture of us having sex.” Brooke finally breathe “they want me to leave the presidency. I have five days”

Vanessa doesn’t look shocked or impressed. She looks…. interested.

“And who is he?” She asked after a minute of silence.

“It’s she” Brooke replied not looking in Vanessa’s eyes.

“Oh” was everything she said.

“Show her the picture.” Steve demanded, talking for the first time.

Brooke handle Vanessa the photo and watched her analyzing it.

“I suppose you told her how I work, Stevies” Vanessa said still looking in Brooke’s eyes.

“Yes, I know. I can’t lie and all that shit.” Brooke said, an chain of arousal running through her when Vanessa giggled.

“Okay, mami. So tell me, how long you’re seeing this girl?"

Vanessa knows what she’s doing to Brooke? She can see what "mami” makes with her? She’s doing it on purpose?

“Was an one night stand I told you” Brooke need to stop looking to those brown eyes. Need to stop the shiver in her spine.

Vanessa laughed. Out and loud. And Brooke was a little confused.

“You want me to believe that the first time you cheated on your husband you got caught?” She rested her elbows on the table “want me to believe somebody gamble that the first pretty girl to cross your way you’re taking to bed?"

She laughed again.

"I don’t believe you, miss thing. I’m not dumb. You don’t look like the type of gal that goes to bed on the first date.” She looked in Brooke’s eyes again “So you’re gonna tell me the truth or I’m not gonna help you, mami"

Brooke’s cheeks where crimson now.

After this she knows two things:

Number one: Vanessa know exactly what she’s doing.

Number two: Fuck. She’s screwed.

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you can find me as hi-yekaterina on Tumblr 🧡

If you intrested here’s the link to V’s, Akeria’s and Silky’s outfit:

V: https://www.instagram.com/p/BxWnRJbhggL/?igshid=8b0bnrrilvsk

Where is the body aka A'keria: https://www.instagram.com/p/B1p0Ngxh_Jt/?igshid=13mclkk9likh4

Silky: https://www.instagram.com/p/ByvInI9hv5m/?igshid=hiz40wo0r3xd

[mindflayerbilly]

i’m excited for season 3 but also scared because i know it’s probably gonna shit on my happy little post s2 bubble in which billy hargrove is alive and still has potential for character development and harringrove is thriving

[anxiouss-princess]

Me, realizing christmas has come early for me since my fic request to @nooowestayandgetcaught comes out today 👀 ... like fr I’m ready to be obliterated by your talent especially with my sadistic ass prompt RIP

[strangevante]

for the non bubble users: chris just said he's watching skz crack content. FANMADE content. wbk he lurks around stayville once in a while but do you guys think he reads fanfiction? i'm just thinking abt it

[pippiessweathogs]

Welcome Back Kotter fanfiction Show Me Yours part 2

Title: Show Me Yours

Fandom: Welcome Back, Kotter

Pairing: Vinnie/Rosalie

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Set during the episode “Classroom Marriage”, Rosalie flashes Vinnie in the Kotter’s bathroom. When Vinnie tries to get more from her, she proposes a deal with him.

 Part two

         Walking along the sidewalk amongst the busy Brooklyn street, the students headed in different directions towards their homes. Vinnie quickened his stride, closing his trench coat around his waist, and looked up as he spied Rosalie. Catching up with her, he went up behind her and placed his hands on her hips. When he did this, she jumped with a startled shriek, and whipped around, ready to strike at her assailant. Avoiding being hit, Vinnie jumped back with both hands in the air by his head.

         “Hotsie! Hotsie it’s me!”

         “Oh Vinnie! I’m sorry about that.”

         “No, sorry I surprised you like that.” He stuck his hands into the pockets of his coat and grinned a little. “Glad I was able to catch up with you. I kinda wanted to talk to you in private.”

         “Oh yeah? What about?”

         They both started walking forward, with Vinnie right by her side. Vinnie had a brief awkward moment with his hands as he tried to decide what to do with them; he did not know whether to place one on Rosalie’s back or to keep them tucked in his pockets.

         “Well it’s just that, uh, well I…” He turned to her and stopped walking, looking at her in frustration. “Aw come on, Hotsie! You showed me your tits and let me kiss you. Then you stop in the middle of making out with me!”

         She looked at him, giving her hair a small toss. “Yeah, what’s your point?”

         “My point?” He huffed. “My point is…” He pointed at her before placing his hands on his hips. “Why can’t we finish what we started?”

         “What? Right here on the street?”

         Vinnie snickered “Well, no, not here. We could go somewhere else where nobody will see us.”

         “I ain’t going with you to make out behind the billboards on 84th street.” She looked at him and smiled. “Alright, Vinnie. I’ll go somewhere to make out with you.”  He smiled, ready to respond, but she cut him off. “But, before I do that, you gotta do something for me.”

         “Like what?”

         “I’ll make a deal with you. Only if you do this, then I will make out with you.”

He smirked. “Yeah? Alright, what’s the deal?”

         “Since I showed you my tits… you gotta show me yours.”

         “Hotsie,” His face fell and he shook his head. “Hotsie I think I’m gonna have trouble doing that. I mean I ain’t got no tits to show ya.”

         She laughed. “No, Vinnie. You know what I mean.”

         Vinnie hesitated for a moment, appearing to think over what she said. “Alright, fine. It’s a deal.”

         “Great.” She shook his hand. “But, uh,” They started walking again. “Of course it can’t happen tonight. Maybe tomorrow after school sometime.”

         He nodded “Oh sure. That works.”

         She grinned. “Great.” They continued walking for a few steps. “Oh and uh, since we’re already walking together, you might as well walk me home.”

         “Ok. I can do that. But I ain’t showing you on the way.”

         Rosalie laughed and playfully pushed him away from her.

 ~~~~~~

         As the students left the classroom, laughing and commenting over the lesson on marriage that Gabe displayed before them. They all knew that the demonstration was a sneaky way to get Freddie and Vernajean to reconsider getting married. When it worked, they were all grateful. S they gathered around their lockers, Vinnie approached Epstein, still laughing,

         “Man, Epstein, I gotta tell ya. That gibberish you were singin’ during that fake wedding ceremony; that was hilarious! How’d you come up with that?”

         “What gibberish? Barbarino, that was Hebrew.”

         “Whatever it was, it was hilarious. How’d you know to do that?”

         “Are you kidding me? As big as my family is, I’ve been dragged to more weddings than I can count. So many that I could perform a ceremony at any time straight from memory. What you saw in the classroom was the condensed version.”

         Vinnie laughed and placed a hand on Epstein’s shoulder. “I now pronounce you, Father Epstein.”

         “Barbarino, I’m a Jew so that would make me a Rabbi, not a Priest.”

         “Oh yeah. Well then I now pronounce you Rabbi Epstein.”

         Their conversation was interrupted when Horshack walked up to them, laughing. He continued laughing as he walked by, causing them to crack smiles as they shook their heads with amusement. Walking hand-in-hand, Freddie and Vernajean also walked past them, each making snarky remarks. Returning a remark of his own, Epstein then followed them down the hallway as they each headed to their next class.

         Once they were alone in the hallway, Vinnie grinned at Rosalie before strolling over to her. he stood next to her, and placed a hand on the locker behind her head.

         “So, Hotsie, last night.” His grin spread. “Last night sure was somethin’. You and me in the Kotter’s bathroom.”

         She nodded. “I know what happened, Vinnie. I was there, remember?” She laughed.

         “Yeah I know.” He grinned, looking into her eyes. “Why don’t we continue that now? We both know we’d have a lot of fun.”

         Shaking her head, she laughed and moved away from him. ‘Vinnie don’t you remember the deal we made last night?”

         “So you mean you’re actually sticking to that?”

         “Of course. What kind of girl do you think I am, Vinnie?”

         “Well right now I’m thinkin’ you ain’t nothin’ but a big tease.”

         “Maybe I am. But maybe I ain’t. Guess you’ll find out after school. Behind the brick wall.”

         “The graffiti wall?” Rosalie nodded at him. He hesitated, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. “Alright. I’ll stick to the deal and meet you there.”

         She grinned and turned to walk down the hall. “Can’t wait.”

         As Rosalie walked away, Vinnie stood there, looking at the floor. He was torn between feeling discouraged and excited. With a slight grin and nod of his head, he then turned down the hallway right on time for the tardy bell to ring.

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         Vinnie stood outside the school. In front of him was a graffiti covered brick wall that seemed completely out of place. Directly behind him was the wall of the school building. He exhaled slowly as he focused on the wall, trying not to seem anxious. Leaning against the building, he closed his eyes, mentally hoping Rosalie would not show up. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Rosalie smiling as she approached him.

         “Oh you are here, Vinnie. I was thinking you were gonna back out.”

         “Ok, ok, you’re here. Let’s get this over with.” He placed his hands at the top of his pants and then looked at her. “Wait. There ain’t nobody else around, is there? ‘Cause I ain’t intending on showing nobody but you.”

         “Don’t worry, Vinnie. I checked and nobody else is around.”

         He nodded “Ok.” He started unfastening his pants, but Rosalie interrupted him with a small snicker.

         “What? You’re going to just whip it out just like that?”

         “Do you want me to do this, or not?”

         “Ok, ok. Go ahead.” She grinned.

         Hesitating, Vinnie looked at her before slowly unzipping his pants. He then nodded his head before gripping the top of his pants in his hands. Deciding to get it over with, he shoved his pants and underwear down, exposing himself completely to her. Rosalie laughed before glancing behind here, waving someone over to them.

         “Hey guys, quick!”

         Suddenly, with Vernajean leading them, the other three guys jumped around the corner, laughing. Vernajean, holding a Polaroid camera, immediately started taking pictures of Vinnie, before he could react to anything. While trying to dodge the camera, Vinnie quickly turned away and pulled up his pants. As he did this, Epstein turned to Freddie with a smirk, holding out one hand, palm side up. Frowning, Freddie reached into his pocket and pulled out a five-dollar bill and then slipped it into Epstein’s palm.

         When Vinnie turned back around to face everybody, he showed them how upset he was. He scowled, waving his arms in front of him.

         “Alright, alright! That’s enough!” He stated, getting everyone to stop laughing. He turned his attention onto Rosalie. “You set me up!”

         “OF course I did, Vinnie.” She snickered

         “Why would you do that? This ain’t funny!”

         Freddie grinned, showing off his teeth. “It’s funny to us.”

         Vinnie folded his arms across his chest, frowning at Rosalie. “You weren’t ever gonna make out with me, were you?”

         “What? And miss all this fun?”

         Shaking his head, Vinnie walked away without saying a word to anyone. The others laughed until he was out of sight. Once they knew he was gone, they all looked at each other in silence for a few moments.

         “I think you really upset him, Rosalie.” Vernajean said

         “Yeah. Do you think he’ll ever come back?” Horshack asked, looking in the direction Vinnie went.

         “He’ll cool down.” Said Freddie “When he does, he’ll come back and realize how funny this was.”

         Rosalie looked at them with a slight frown. “And if he doesn’t think it’s funny, what then?”

         “Well look at the bright side.” Epstein stepped forward and picked up the pictures that fell from the camera. “We got these pictures to remember the moment.”

         The others came around Epstein, looking at the pictures in his hand. Then, as they started to walk away, they started laughing together over the pictures.

[yyxgin]

writers' room - weeks of december 7 and 14 (favorite fics)

since it's getting to the end of this year and i've been also tagged in a tag game like this by @peachyhan i decided to share some love and recommend some of my most fav fics and writers !!

it's kind of long because i love fanfiction, so buckle up hhhh

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heartbreak veterans by @rookiegukie (jungkook)

— a fic that instantly gets into my mind is this jungkook fic. i still remember reading it when it came out and my mind still goes back to it from time to time ♡

chewie & choco boy (jungkook)

— one of the first fic i have ever read on here and i instanly fell in love. ♡

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meeting points by @peaches-writes (jisung)

— my account is a peaches writes fan account wbk eeeeh i read every single thing they write it's kind of embarrasing really,,the moment they followed me back i screamed a little ANYWAYS THIS IS OWNS MY HEART

off-season (seungmin)

— all of the fics from this universe are masterpieces but off-season is my fav

how to appease your asian aunties (jisung)

— i know its on hold but i rarely ever read series and this is the best thing that happened to me this year

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hey pear by @joons-asscrack (han jisung)

— it was written for me,,so bonus points. but no for real i cried while reading this and i rarely ever cry so :") i go back to it from time to time and re-read it. oh and also

insecurity drabbles by @comegetyallships

— i re-read the ones written for me regularly and mia is a sweeheart for writing those and making so many people feel so much better.

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#890E0A by @seungmoe (minho)

— i read this recently and it hit home. idk. it just captured exactly what i'm feeling and it stayed with me for a long long time

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waterfalls by @hyunyin (jisung)

— aaah this hit me right in my angst feels. i am glad i found a writer like you that i can trust with every single request i have hihi

how the seasons change (minho)

— once again,,,pure art. yes. thanks you.

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lovesick kids by @unsaidhj (minho)

— this has been on my mind A LOT. i love every single thing about it and i don't think i'll ever be able to shut up about this lmao

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idolized by @cotccotc (chan)

— it only has two parts out but i already know this is one of the best series on this site,,we stan talent

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window seat by @calicoyang (jeongin)

— i love me some jeongin fics and this one was something different, really. aaah i think about this a lot <33

pepero (jisung)

— you already know that i am a sucker for best friends to lovers and this made me feel things i didn't know i was able to feel lmaoo

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harley, harley by @jeonginks (jeongin)

— i could write paragraphs about how much i love and adore this fic omg the way the writer portrayed jeongin and the reader omg just- chef's kiss

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hug-o-gram by @cinnaminsvga (yoongi)

— i read this a while ago and it still lives in my head rent-free hihi :') also i still think about seokjin being iconic in this,,,this reader is a whole ass comedian hihi

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and also some of my fav blurb writers i trust with my softest fantasies: @delicatewerewolfsoul @brighttragedy

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Lmao Nat swiftgrons and haylors are equally #kooked lmao wbk that, at least in the first one the ship is gay so like its a better fanfiction

Yeah look my vibe is: I’m open to Swiftgron hooked up a bit because why the fuck not, I know that Haylor dated briefly lmao and am open to a period of on/off vibes after but like a reasonable amount lol like not into just before Tayvin lmfao, Swiftgron is hotter than Haylor (especially in real time but honestly always like Tay and Harry are so hot for me individually but together it’s underwhelming), neither ship was like canonically life changing (because Daylight exists and you can try work around the red, black and white and golden shit to make it fit your 1989 muse thing but lbr it doesn’t work), and if it gets you off fair enough yk like live your best thing.