#also wake up hot stuff im BORED

[lemonlightt]

hello! what is HAPPENING with that tangled series. i'm intrigued

(long explanations welcome ^_^)

HI ANON. HI ANON. HI. HI. YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GREAT TIME. I'VE NEVER HAD SUCH A REACTION TO CAFFEINE BEFORE AND MY BRAIN IS BUZZING AND I CAN'T STOP THINKING THOUGHTS ABOUT MYTANGLED BLORBOS.

HI.

I HOPE YOU'RE PREPARED FOR ME TO MAKE NO SENSE. I MAKE SENSE TO ME AND THAT'S JUST GOING TO HAVE TO WORK. I AM ALL OVER THE PLACE RIGHT NOW :D i havent proofread this so it's just a bunch of FUCKING NONSENSE. hope this helps.

OKAY SO.

beginning with s1. s1 begins with the introduction to rapunzel and cassandra. in the original movie, when fighting gothel, eugene cuts rapunzel's hair (gothel used it to remain youthful and used rapunzel for the sundrop's restorative powers, cutting her hair + combining it with Testing Fall Damage they kill gothel). a year or so I THINK goes by and they mention that after the coronation, they sneak out of the castle behind her protective father's back and find black rocks. it returns her hair and she seems to have a connection with the rocks. cassandra insists nobody needs to know but them, maximus (the homse) and as far as i remember pascal (the frog/J chameleon).

ANYWAY. the episode continues and they decide to meet varian ("magical spooky guy") (he's just a teenager who likes alchemy and has audhd) (DON'T say it's magic. it's NOT magic). varian agrees to run some, admittedly painful, tests on rapunzel's hair and they discover it's unbreakable. anyway blablabla varian has these inventions to provide water i think to old corona and they malfunction and explode big deal/J but during that, rapunzel loses the results to the like. 81 tests.

the episodes continue with like, fun ducktales-gravityfallsy stories (similar premises like...Shivers....varian had a crush on cassandra in the same way dipper did with wendy. little FREAKS/j it's normal for kids to do that) until it gets to more important episodes.

the first of this collection is queen for a day. rapunzel takes the role as queen for the day (pretty selfexplanatory) and has to manage the wants of her people. the second day, it begins to storm BADLY. her parents have fallen over the edge of a cliff during their break due to the storm and rapunzel has to round up her people to keep them safe. they are contemplating evacuating the kingdom til the storm passes. meanwhile varian is trying to create a solution that will destroy the rocks and prevent their growth. but when he does this, he creates some like..amber thing that ends up trapping his father. he ventures to corona to ask rapunzel for help as she'd made a promise before but is turned away and essentially treated like a villain. rapunzel Can't help because she has a kingdom to manage and can't leave to save one person. varian is dragged away and he returns home. as his dad is being encased in amber he writes a note (but we never find out what is ACTUALLY written on the note, but it's addressed to varian). this is when varian begins his villain arc. the storm is caused by zhan tiri and she wants to completely destroy corona. the storm is redircted by a device made by lord demanitus

the next episode has one of the people kinda? working in favor of zhan tiri. she takes the form of an art teacher and tries to open a portal using rapunzel, lance and others to paint a withered tree.

xavier helps max and pascal create a potion that swaps rapunzels, cassandra and eugene's personalities to stop them fighting. they try swap back, it works, but it effects the rest of corona and borders on war. this iss resolved pretty quick,, not really the important part of the episode to Me. varian finds this solution and decides to use it to aid in getting revenge on corona and the princess.

rapunzel then receives a message from varian saying he's solved the mystery of the black rocks and needs her help to find the graphtyc. varian warns that "they will try to stop you" and "they" turns out to be the royal guard, sent by the king who has been lying to rapunzel for quittteee a while.

varian then goes to rapunzel for help in finding the last remants of the sundrop flower which could stop the black rocks. they work together to get to the vault to find the flower but varian turns on rapunzel. when he said he wannted this for all of corona, he lied, and wanted to use it to save his father. but this fails and he realises that the healing magic lies in rapunzel!

anyway, on rapunzel's nineteenth birthday, corona has an automaton attack sent by varian. itt'sss a pretty easy fix, but frederic, the king, locks her away in her room to stop her getting in any more danger (think like gothel but..good intentions <- this is a comparison that is made). ANYWAY varian uses ruddiger (his pet raccoon) and turns it into a huge beast to distract everyone long enough to to kidnap the queen which he goes on to use as bait to lure rapunzel to old corona to save ariana. they arrange an attack, with cassandra leading and then ready as i'll ever be happens. rapunzel and frederic decide to go around like..the back where varian wont expect them. SHOCKER. he planned for this all along. rapunzel agrees to let varian use her hair but only if he lets ariana go. it doesn't work on freeing his father. as this is happening, cassandra, eugene and the others fight off automatons. it seems futile at first but they discover the black rocks work against them and use the rocks to their advantage. frederic helps ariana escape and varian is PIASSED so he uses an automaton himself to beat them. it DOESN'T WORK! the black rocks kinda..i guess? protect her? she manages to control them to defeat varian and it works! varian is taken to prison for like, a year, but they're forgiving with him because he's only a kid and he lost his dad. they realise the rocks are trying to lead rapunzel somewhere rather than cause harm.

S2 BEGINS!

iiiiiii don't really have much to say abt s2. it's their journey through the outskirts of corona as they follow the rocks to the dark kingdom. they discovered they're being followed by the brotherhood (despite..one of them, adira, being a woman <- also acknowledged) and varian's father, quirin, is one of them. adira has a brother called hector who is. REALLY POWERFUL. hector is beaten with the eternal tree and adira. shit goes down. yeah. they get stranded on an island. they go to this like.. seashell place during a storm and. two episodes go by and on the third one cassandra enters a portal and is revealed that gothel was her mother, and left her for rapunzel's power. they make it to the dark kingdom and eugene finds out his dad is the ruler of the dark kingdom. his family SUCKED. they try to prevent them from entering the room containing the moonstone to unite the sundrop and moonstone. cassandra, eugene and rapunzel go in together and cassandra betrays them, taking the moonstone to fulfill "her destiny".

S3 TIME.

rapunzel returns home and corona is EMPTY. she discovers the sonarians teamed up with varian to take over. varian wants corona to forget about what he did and the sonarians just...suck. HELP. they turn his creation into something to Destroy corona and varian realises how they have been mistreating them and how he doesn't *really* want corona to be destroyed. he decides to join rapunzel and prove himself again. they are locked away but find an escape when eugene picks the lock. rapunzel and varian fight the sonarians on the hot air balloon but realises that it will crash into the buildings and destroy corona anyway. rapunzel uses the solutioon to destroy corona to heat up the hot air balloon and destroy it midair and she's saved by her own hair. umm. yeah

then there's a whole lotta filler episodes

then cassandra discovers the rocks also depend on her emotion. when she's afraid, red rocks form and it makes everyone else see their worst fear. eugene and lance are made to make a talent show to prevent people from getting too afraid because it like. turns people to rock. varian is afraid of people still hating him and is also afraid of the amber they're sing to stop the red rocks trapping someone else like his dad again. he's like. haunted by his father's pleas for help. rapunzel is facing her own fear with corona being covered in black rocks and cassandra conquering the kingdom. She's scared of losing cassandra forever. before this they realised they could not use the amber on the red rocks because of the... um.. Science.... and they had to do it on the Single black rock like....REALLY FAR UP. they both start to become this solid rock but just before it worsens, varian manages to pour the last drop of amber onto the black rock which prevents the red rock growth. everyones like YAYYYY varian ur so cools.

more filler.

cassandra appears during eugene's REAL birthday when rapunzel anhd eugene had both planned to propose to eachother. she asks for the scroll with the incantation she needs to control the black rocks. the person who has this scroll is varian. they warn varian not to give it her as he was the one decoding it. cassandra hears their discussion, they fight and varian destroys the written translation of the scroll. he tells cassandra that the only remaining translation is in his brain. TERRIBLE IDEA. cassandra takes him and uses the truth serum he used on the others in his villain arc (ithink) to get him to tell her the incantation without him realising she'd used it. he tells her. she builds herself a tower/castle where gothel had kept rapunzel trapped to send a message. they have a song and cassandra locks him in a cage so he can't escape and interfere with her plans. also there's a spooky ghost girl and she tells varian there's a secret fourth incantation which he must use the sun to find....rapunzel and eugene find cassandra and they have a onesided fight. eugene uses the ring rapunzel was going to propose with to help varian have a concentrated light source to read the incantation. it sets on fire but it's ok bc varian managed to write it down. they're freed and varian tells rapunzel the incantation. it's. SUPER powerful and it works against cassandra. and. yeah.

there's a ghost of gothel reported at cassandra's childhood home and rapunzel and cassandra both go to explore. they find eachother havea lil bit of an argument but decide to make a truce and work together. they discover gothels mirrors which..were kinda like diaries? if you touch them they replay that kinda memory. anyway, there's one missing mirror. you remember that lil ghost kid? that's zhan tiri. she places the missing mirror in rapunzel's sachel without the two of them realising and her whole thing is to make them split so she can take both the power of the sundrop and the moonstone from their hosts. blaghh shit goes down. the mirror falls out of the sachel and cassandra plays the entry. it's her..SINGLE..GOOD MEMORY of gothel. like. a shrivel of evidence that gothel wasn't all bad. anyway they argue over it and cassandra traps rapunzel in the cave of poisonous gas but pascal's smart and helps her escape and yeahyeah. anyway. at the end of the episode the memory replays and it's gothel gifting cassandra a music box to listen to whenever she missed gothel but when cassandra leaves gothel says smth like "that'll shut her up for a bit".

and.

now i have the last 3 episodes to watch til i finish <- afraid of finishing bc idk what else i'll do with myself other than try get rapuznel as a villager on disney dreamlight valley. i'll update thissss...probably tomorrow or sunday? anon i suggest you check back then bc iiii have no idea who you are to @ you, sorry dude! i imagine you anon'd for a reason but i wish i knew who u were so i could @ you when i updated. THANKS FOR ASKING. AND REMEMBER CHECK BACK IN LIKE 1-3 DAYS!

,.,,if not i'm sure rowyn will remind me HELP

[cerbreus]

boutta start ordering rocks online again just to feel alive

[dolliels]

I’VE BECOME THE FIANCÉ OF THE VILLAIN?! pt3

synopsis: going to bed after reading a horribly self indulgent romance novel, you seemed to wake up as an extra of the series. what stories will unfold while on a mission to find a way out?

author��s note: one more chapter to go! and then a prolouge ^_^

[one] [two] [three] [four] [epilogue]

you actually preferred when leona wasn't really talking to you.

maybe seeing each other everyday for two entire months sort of softened both of you guys up, you weren't so sure when leona started actually take an interest in you as a person instead of just leveraging off of you to eat and sleep, and to hide from his family just because 'he didn't feel like going home.' compared to the scary prince of the kingdom you read in the novel, leona was just a lazy bum. you really could not bring yourself to be scared of him.

when you're not at the bookstore, it felt like he was following you everywhere. it was at a certain distance, sure, but he was still right behind you. this had been going on for weeks. actually, why is leona still living at your place?

"this book isn't at the library in the palace" leona said dropping a book on the table.

"what? daphne du maurier? I didn't think the palace would enjoy a story like that. I made sure to put educational stuff only on the shelves."

"you know, it'll be nice if you put some worthwhile books on there. you've been stocking the library the most out of everyone and they're boring as shit."

"sorry." you said quietly. it's not your fault that the books are boring, you've shelved the library once! everything else is for your body's original owner to blame!

"if you go back to the palace, then I could stock up the place with all the interesting, fun novels." you added. if you get yourself invited through, then maybe you could look for a way to go back home. you were desperate.

"say… leona- i mean your highness…" you coughed out your mistake, hoping he didn't hear you.

you poured a cup of hot tea and passed it to him, now pouring your own.

"does the name 'roselia' sound familiar to you?" you pursed your lips as you looked at him stare at the mug.

"no, not really. what are you even talking about?"

"it's nothing. I was just wondering because err… i think it's a pretty name."

leona sipped the cup of tea. most of his scars were nearly faded on his arm, minus the missing patch of skin which was slowly growing back!) which you bandaged a thick cotton pad on.

"actually– no. i do recognize the name."

your eyes shone in eagerness. "oh really?"

"yeah. we have a neighboring kingdom whose princess had that name."

yes! roselia was a princess! this means that she does in fact, exist!

"'had?' what do you mean she 'had' that name?" you asked, cupping your tea to warm your hands. autumn was coming, and the house was a lot chillier than usual. you missed the heater you had in your house back in your world.

"she died from an illness, i think. i dunno, i don't know much about her other than her name."

oh.

roselia is dead? 

wait, so how are you ever meant to go home???

all these transmigration books, the endless research, the praying, the hopes… were you meant to be here forever? is this your life now?

you sipped your tea and sighed deeply, trying to hold back you tears. you missed home.

"hey. you good?'

you looked up. "ah– im sorry, your highness. sniff "I just feel a little down today."

"you look like you're feeling down everyday."

oh, is it that noticeable?

'also, what tea is this?"

"earl grey."

"it's gross."

"you don't like earl grey?!"

sometimes, you realized you found some sort of comfort in leona kingscholar, the guy who thanklessly welcomed himself to your home. maybe the guy wasn't so bad after all. even though he won't go back to the palace, that is.

-

"your highness–"

you walked into your bedroom. after sleeping on the couch for so long, you got so sick of it you set a mattress right beside the bed and promptly told leona to sleep on the ground from now on.

leona refused and kept refusing but when you washed up at the end of the day, you saw him on the mattress, sound asleep. and you finally got to sleep in your own bed after so long. although he kept his side messy.

today, when you walked in, it was neat. and leona was nowhere to see him.

"uhhh prince leona?"

"what."

you jumped and turned around. oh, he's right there. whew.

"do you have a bag I could use?" he asked.

"huh? why?"

"I wanna take some of these books home with me."

"oh? you're finally going back home?"

"yeah. so do you have a bag?"

"I do… but I feel like you're not gonna be able to return it."

leona sighed and put the books back.

"okay. just come back to the palace to stock up."

"i can't go unless i'm requested."

"i'll request for you."

"oh.. okay!"

and then he was gone.

unsurprisingly, leona didn't have anything to take with him, since he came into your store on that very fateful night with empty pockets.

leona started living with you during the first few days you woke up in this world. he lived here throughout two months, so it was a little empty and quiet now that he wasn't here. the house felt so much bigger somehow…?

in a few days time, just like leona promised, you received a request to stock up some books for the library again. this meant you probably had to order a batch, so after some digging and researching and archiving, you made a fat list of books that you think leona would enjoy from what he read during his stay.

you frowned. why were you being so considerate of him?

actually, what was going on at all?!

by the time leona got injured from the book hunting and fighting the dragon, roselia would have found a series of letters he sent to certain people to aid in the assassination of king falena.

king falena originally died trying to save his son whom leona sent out to be killed, so he was anonymously in contact with all sorts of people.

then, when leona found out that roselia saw these letters, he would be wary of her intentions, thinking he must kill her because she will tell somebody about it. but the novel's transmigrated roselia pretended to help him so that she wouldn't die.

leona, already having a slightly altered opinions after roselia secretly helped leona heal from his injuries, hesitantly agrees to let her help him.

and so their love story would begin.

you would've known if leona was secretly sending letters, because you kept track of all the paper being used. (you have different kinds of different quality paper– you decided you never want to run a bookstore if you ever make it back home– too complicated.) and no paper was used without your knowledge.

he mostly slept and read books or followed you around, watching what you're doing.

you sighed. roselia was also dead. she died years ago, apparently, according to leona. so you had no idea how the story was going to go. it was fine at the start– roselia was not present, but leona's plan of murder were still constant, so you could easily keep track. now you felt like you truly existed in this world without any prior knowledge of help, because you had no idea what he would do next.

does leona have no more plans of being a tyrant anymore…? did they all dissipate?

you set out to order a batch of new books for both leona and your own store that afternoon.

-

delivery was taking a while, as per usual.

but once it arrived, you took it upon yourself to take a carriage to the palace as soon as possible.

the blue haired man with the long piece of paper saw you again. he was a lot nicer today.

"hello." he said, smiling.

"hi!" you replied, feeling cheerful. you hadn't realized it now, but you were unconsciously in a hurry to enter the palace as quickly as you can, wanting to take a glimpse of leona, and that oddly made you feel happy today.

"chilly today, huh?" you said, putting the books down.

"yes. and you are quite optimistic."

"i'm just in a good mood today" you replied. the weather was getting cold and you reminded yourself to dress warmer than ever before next time. this will be your first upcoming winter in this kingdom. you wonder if it's winter in your world right now.

"alright, if you say so. heading in now?"

"yup!" you carried a box as you stepped up.

"have a good day, mr…?"

"kifaji."

"well, have a good rest of the day, mr kifaji!"

you hummed to yourself as you walked down the corridors of the palace. last time, you had to carry 5 boxes full of books by yourself, but since today wasn't a day where the royal library really needed a ton of books, it was a pretty manageable box that you could carry easily into the library.

clack, clack, clack

you heard the sound of crisp dress shoes walk against the shiny marble floors. man, you're never gonna get over these floors. your house is full of creaky wooden floorboards and funky rugs everywhere (leona even questioned your taste. it's not your fault the person before you had a weird sense of choice in rugs!)

you put the box down to comfortably open the (very huge) door to the library when you heard shuffling behind.

"oh– your highness! wait- no, you don't need to carry that for me."

leona stood behind you, holding the box of books.

"it's fine. you came all the way here."

"alright…"

it was sort of weird, seeing leona. when he was living with you, he was mostly in 'commoner' attire. clothes you had stashed at the back of your closet, or new ones that you bought (from cheap stores. you weren't bothered to put him in a fancy getup)

although you did see him at the very palace, his wealth or status didn't really register to you because, well, you just recently woke up in this world and were adjusting to it and also because you were too distracted by his face. (you still think he's very handsome)

but now, seeing him, he truly did look like he was a prince. you could tell the clothes he was wearing was made from expensive fabrics. his shoes, you really liked his shoes, had a soft reflective surface that made them look elegant and chic.

as soon as you opened the door, leona carelessly strutted in and placed the box of books on one of the long tables they had placed in the middle of the library. (there are 3 of them)

you walked up to the box and opened it, taking out its contents.

"look, I got the daphne du maurier books that you really liked, your highness!"

you moved a little to the side so leona could join in on the book browsing.

you know, the more you think about it, the more you slowly consider him your friend. a friend? right? technically.

you slowly take out the books one by one telling leona every single book you've brought and what it's about. running a bookstore all day does make you read a lot.

however, leona is mostly silent. he's a quiet person in general, but he was a quieter than he usually would be. especially in a topic of conversation that honestly began with him requesting you to come and talk about it.

"say… y/n."

you look at him. you feel a little uneasy. leona rarely says your name. you're often regarded with a "hey." or a "you." or he just pushes you with his feet because he's not bothered to get up. honestly, he reminded you of your friends back in the real world. which made you appreciate him a whole lot more because while you terribly missed your friends, it was like he filled the void of what you needed to give yourself the push to research more and more about transmigration.

why do you think of him so fondly nowadays?

"yes…?"

"do you like the palace?"

you look down at the book you're currently holding, rubbing your thumb against its gritty texture of its cover. pride and prejudice. you weren't so sure if leona would ever enjoy a regency romance like this, but the way mr. darcy was a smug, prideful little bastard who did not view elizabeth as an equal, but soon came to love her and they had a nice, easy going relationship with each other. you thought it was a lot like how you and leona became 'friends' (you considered him one, you weren't sure if he did the same– why are you so awkward about this?!) but without their romance. yea, no. no romance. nope. just… friendship!

"yeah. i like the palace. who doesn't? this place is beautiful, it's like it's summer all-year round because of how warmly coloured the place is."

leona watched you look at the book.

"would you rather live in the palace, or the house you already live in?"

"hmmm." you had to think hard about this one.

"i guess… a normal person would say the palace. but i think i'd rather continue living at home. it's homey and cozy, it's special. even if it's not as big, it feels lived in and special." that was half a life. you would choose your house, but not for the reasons that you said. sure, it was comfy and nice, but it was so… ugly. especially the rugs. oh god the rugs. it was only because this was the first and only home you've lived in this world, you weren't really adjusted to learn the real estate system here.

"why'd you ask?"

"no reason. i just needed to make a decision."

leona grabbed the book away from your hands, forcing you to turn your entire body towards him when suddenly you felt a wave of heat approach your face, then your lips.

your eyes were still open in surprise, leona's calmly closed. like he had been planning to kiss you a long time ago. it felt like you were breathing a fresh breath of air, you suddenly had a carnal desire to breathe him in as you shakily lifted your arms up to hug his neck. his hand softly went to caress your head. fireworks were exploding inside of you (you weren't sure if fireworks even existed in this universe– but fireworks it was, millions of feelings traversed through you.) your eyes were closed and all your worries washed away. the only thing on your mind was how his lips subtly tasted like honey. you haven't had honey in so long and yet it was the tastiest, most desirable flavor in the world.

ultimately, you had to part lips, as both of you were running out of breath. leona's hand was still gently cupping the back of your head and you were glad he was, you felt dizzy and a little euphoric. your mind want you to calm down, but your body was rushing with so much heat that you wanted to kiss him more.

"and stop calling me your highness. i want you to call me by my name." he said in a breathy voice. you slowly nodded.

"okay. le-o-na." you mouthed his name very carefully against your lips before nearing your face against him and kissing him again.

TO BE CONTINUED...!

a.n: how we liking the series so far i feel like part two lowkey (HIGHKEY) flopped 🙈 also im just name dropping a bunch of gothic authors no idea if leona would like those types of books but since we caught him reading wuthering heights i was like why not keep a consistency

[cuscusmich]

My god im so late for the drawtober, but i just have so much stuff to do that i decide to just not do it, i mean, where do i start? And its tooooooo boring. Plus school dont leave me enough time, bc i wake up around 6-7 or 8, not even waking up at 2 do i get to do much. Like and at night i am too tired and i cant stay up late bc my mom gets mad at me if i do. I can only stay up late if im doing homework, and that sucks bc i could do so much stuff at night. I study in the afternoon wich i had never done before in my life, and let me tell you being colombian and going to school in the afternoon SUCKS. Its hot like hell, your classmates are very loud, and you don't understand shit of what the teacher is saying, and in order to get home you have to take a bus that can barely fit anymore people that you have to literally hang yourself on the door and the god dam trafic just makes it even longer and you could get robbed at that hour or kidnapped bc your school is in a dangerous neighborhood. I really really dont like my school. But i like the teachers! They are so smart and fun to talk to, i have a favorite teacher that treats me like his son. Like this one time i has a bleeding wound on my finger and he went to the store to get me some bandaids and he also bought me a banana.

I'd really like to go to the beach with my best friend but my mom doesn't like him. So everytime we hang out i have to fake that im going to see someone else and meet him in secret. And it's not cool at all bc im always stressed (i don't usually do stuff like that, plus is risky bc my mom is always calling me and telling me to send photos and bc im a "good kid" And never do stuff that i shouldn't do or that i know can get me in trouble.

[chuuyascumsock]

To my darling pookiw wookie Dambi ❤️❤️

I missed you too much so I’m paying just to message you my love 😫

THANK FUCK YOU BROUGHT YOUR BOTA BACK I WAS DYING NO JOKE. I NEED MEED *NEED* to have a femzai or femchuuya (or you😘😘) fuss over me and then dick me down while I turn into a pathetic little puddle because people are so fucking SHIT!!! (I’m loving this holiday I’m on as you can tell 😭😭)

like no joke I wake up and five mins later I have to run up a steep ass mountain because people wanted to go there before it closed ☹️ IM NOT MADE FOR RUNNING!!! MY SHORT LEGS CANNOT TAKE ME FAR!!!

AND ALSO

I’m going to eat all your friends, don’t worry my love. I SHOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT FR 😭😭 I hope you know I think you’re an amazing and wonderful person and I always get giddy when interacting w you and I like to think of you as my friend too!!

keep smiling and THANK YOU SO MYCH FOR BRINGING BACK YOUR BOTS THEY ARE AAVING ME RN!!!!

and ugh. I want to make bots but I’m too silly too- but like… FEMZAI AND FEMCHUUYA SCHOOL/UNI ERA??? 😩😩 they’re so hot im sad because I can’t give you a lovely insane picture bc I’m awayyyy :((

I miss you snookums ❤️ but I’ll be back to terrorise you and the rest of tumblr in a week. Have a peaceful time without me

love from, Moya

Hiiii Pookie, I missed you *giggling and kicking my feet*

I feel so honored that you would pay just to talk to me 🥰😚

And yessss, I’ve been wanting to bring the bots back (and make more in general) because they’re fun to mess with when I get bored. I’ll do whatever you want me to babygirl 😩

I’m sorry your trip is dog water rn, I hope by the end you at least had a little bit of fun (I like nature stuff, I wanna go hiking when it’s not hot as balls out).

It makes me so happy that you enjoy interacting with me because I love interacting with all my mutuals and anons because you guys are so funny 🫶

I think you should make bots if you really want to, would love to see it.

Be back soon, I can’t goon all by myself over here 😔❤️

[6of575]

my goal is to try and make at least a post a day on here, even if its nothin very interesting to anybody else

i feel like,,, if i can finally successfully make it a habit to post and engage, it might just trick my brain from task avoidance

so! post done and heres the part for me thats fun:

(under a cut since its ramblin long)

the books im currently reading concurrently are some conlang construct books mr am got me that have been on my wishlist for ages, along with a very cool book about black holes and theories surrounding them, which mr am loaned to me from his collection

one of the things we share is a love of science and space, and more specifically, stars and time travel and all the things about our known universe that black holes straight up break

i have a lot of fun chatting with him; i really cant overstate the value of a friend so genuine, who i am never too much of, and i can talk about all my interests without the reflexive dread creeping on in

all that bullshit i learned growing up, yanno the kind: "im boring, im dumb, who could possibly enjoy swapping rock facts, much less listen to hours of it even when it our interests DONT align"

like, theres so much else about my friendship with him thats meaningful, but thats top tier right there

and lately? ive gotten a few others in my corner, who when i share, im starting to feel like that with them, too

its so weird! to have gone from one person to a tiny community of folks (and i mean little! its like,, five? six? of us max usually) that thrive on a love of the weird and the cringe and the stubborn hope

plenny others have waxed more eloquent than me about this sorta thing--how fandom spaces come sorta pre-fab with common, shared interests that its fans bring, and they build their fort and theres rules already laid out, and it becomes a second (sometimes first) home, of sorts

but when its starting from scratch, when its about stuff and is made by people that others just wouldnt ordinarily invest in or look at without outside prompting, thats not the same! its not a bad thing, more neutral, but its stressful, its really such a lonely feeling

except--when you finally find it, that person, and thats a community of its own, and it can grow, and suddenly you swappin stories, throwing jokes! and memes and links and hey inevitably, theres also those what ifs about your little guys

and everything is srs and sacred and everything is hilarious and "i cant believe this is real life" levels of stupid

you get to learn habits and quirks and whole personalities

"hey this reminded me of you" "hey, check out this view" "oh, thats right, yer the possum dude" "you love medieval lore--and i read this, and what do you think about it, too"

its suddenly kind of a fandom space after all, and its like, still work of course, reaching for and keeping more and being a person with, it aint that neat or pretty

but its got warmth and joy and expansion, after a lifetime of making yourself small enough to try and fit

you end up fans of your friends, fans of their life, hyping each other up and up and up about the most mundane shit and it starts to look like not even the skys the limit

planning things to do together, spending long hours into the night to parallel play with vidgames or watchin movies like time aint nothin thisll last forever, right? (it doesnt, always, but thats also part of this, and the ones that stay, the ones that work with you

those are the ones waking up to backread your chats like its the morning newspaper

and your life matters

like its better than the best hot goss, its saturday morning cartoons and their favour ice cream flavours

only now we adults and its also commiseratin over breakups and bills, and cross-country moves, and its celebrating that i saw chickens in the yard today and you finally got your boygirlthemsomethin gender fuckery juice)

idk idk idk

i feel some kinda way about all that

i never thought id make it so far that im nearly forty

never thought id get to ask "okay, well, now what? what do i wanna do, and try, and be?"

im... starting small i think, and im for reals happy, happier than i have been in years; i learned how to be alla my friends biggest fans, and im starting to finally believe

other people can feel that way about me

i just really think thats kinda neat

[creating-with-scar]

Jealousy, Jealousy

Hi peoples! This is my first story, and I wrote it in like 3 days sooo.... it may not be any good.

Summary: You are at a work party with your boss being your date, (don't question it) but he gets jealous of you dancing and goes back to his room. Later that night you are drunk and go into his room to try and hook up. (847 words)

TW: Fluff, Cursing, jealousy, one kiss, Slut shaming, let me know what I missed

“What the fuck?!!” He said while dragging you away by the wrist.

“What?” she says while looking back at the guy she was dancing with. “I’m kind of busy right now”

“Acting like a fucking whore?!?”

“What!” She said while pushing him back.

“You're acting like a whore. Was that your plan all along? To come to a WORK event and hook up with every guy?”

“No. It wasn't. This is my fucking day off and I am trying to fucking relax.” She said and jerked her arm away from him to walk away. As he tries to go after her the guy she was dancing with walked her to the bar to get a drink, so he decides to just go back up to the hotel room and try to also relax

A couple hours later

He hasn’t been able to fall asleep for hours because he can't stop thinking about Y/N dancing with other men. He had changed after he had gotten to his room and now he is wearing some gray sweats without a shirt to show off his gym rat body. He knows that he shouldn’t be getting jealous. I mean jesus, she was nine fucking years younger than him and her boss!

He groins, “Fuck Y/N. What are you doing to me?”

He is laying on his bed just looking at the ceiling when he hears a thump against his door. As he gets up he thinks For fucks sake, what now?

When he opens the door he is shocked to see… Y/N? What is she doing here?

“Heeeeyyyy'' She said “What are you doingggg?” She says clearly drunk.

“What are you doing here?” He says a little worried.

“Weeelll… I was bored after you left caaauuuseee you’re hot and stuff and now I think III’m a liiittle druuunk” She says while stumbling her way into his room.

He moves out of the way and smirks at her “oh really? I’m hot?”

She flops on the bed and murmurs “mhm”.

“That doesn't explain why you are here though. You have your own room and bed that you could be sharing with any man at the bar you wanted to.”

She looks at him with lust in her eyes and whispers “I don’t want any other man”

He smiles at her and sits down next to her while moving her hair out of the way. “Is that so?”

She sits up and puts her legs over one of her thighs “Yes.” As she goes to kiss him.

“No darling not now” He says while pulling her off him by both of her arms and on to the bed.

She groins and tries to get up on him again.

“First you're jealous of me dancing with other men and now you reject me. Is it because I yelled at you? I'm sorry, you know I was just frustrated.”

He chuckles “I know, but you’re drunk and tired and I don’t want you to do anything you will regret or resent me for.”

“Fiiiiinnee” She says and lays down. “But I am sleeping in here since im so tired”

“That's fine, baby. You sleep.” He says and lays down next to her to fall asleep.

The next morning

Y/N woke up with a raging headache and turned around to look at him. He was laying on his side with his arm around her waist asleep.

She groins and reaches for her phone to check the time. He wakes up and pulls her closer.

“Mornin’.” He says with sleep in his voice.

“Hey…” She says, the memories of the night before coming back.

“How hungover are you?”

“Shit. Don’t remind me” She groins and sits up and looks around “oh thank god”

“What is it?”

“We didn’t hook up,” she chuckles.

“Not for lack of trying on your part” He smiles at her.

“Oh shut up” She pushes him away and laughs trying to get up.

“Where do you think you're going?” He grabs her hips and brings her to lay down against his chest.

“My room. I don’t even know why I slept here. I mean.. You're my fucking boss. This isn’t professional.” She says blushing.

“So? Like you said, we’re on vacation. Right?”

“If we’re on vacation,” She says shifting to lay on top of him, “then a fling wouldn’t be out of the question?”

“Maybe just a little one.” He laughs, “Promise not to fall in love with me?”

“Mmmm maybe… Promise not to scare off anyother men that look my way?”

“No.” He says and pulls her closer to him.

She's shocked. “Why?”

“You're my fling. No one else's.”

“And if someone flirts with you?”

“Be as jealous as you want. I find it sexy as fuck.”

She grins “Oh yeah?”

“Fuck yes” he growls and then kisses her aggressively.

“Alright then,” she says after they break apart, “we should get up though.”

“Mmmmm… No,” he says as he flips them over and buries his head in her neck.

She giggles and kisses the top of his head.

[tapedsleeves]

i know its from months ago but i want you to know that you posting a brossoit/hellebuyck fic makes you the only mfer out here who GETS me. love you MWAH! terrific work, im obsessed with it

OMG THANK YOUUUUUUUUU this made me cry and not just from the migraine pain that also made me cry today. thank you thank you, this was lovely to wake up to!!!!

just for you, i'll tell you about the squeakquel that may or may not happen:

LB visits Connor in Michigan

Connor is immediately like "oh shit what do I do do entertain this guy who goes to interesting places for vacation" and tries to distract him from the fact that Connor's favorite thing to do is fishing and he thinks he's like... a not so interesting person?

LB doesn't realize what's going on at first, just thinks that Connor is really into him at first, and then like, four or five days pass and Connor is still like, jumping his bones but the crazy in his eyes doesn't go away, and they have a.... argument? talk? discussion? about it. and eventually LB is like 'dude i came here to spend time with you, not to be entertained by you, i'm like. a full grown person. if i get bored that's on me." and connor is like "uhm. i just really like you"

and then they end up cuddling on the porch swing in the evening watching the fireflies glow and listening to the cicadas sing holding hands and shit. it's nice.

have an excerpt (that's basically like, 100% of what i actually have written) under a readmore!!!

Connor’s waiting in his truck at the airport for Laurent’s plane, an iced coffee from Starbucks sweating in the cupholder. It’s not as hot as it could be - it’s only midmorning, but it is humid as hell. Connor can feel his hair try to frizz up through the layer of product he’s got in it. 

Finally, he gets the “deplaning” text from Laurent, and goes to meet him at luggage claim with the coffee. 

He’s shaved,or at least trimmed his beard since the last time he saw him - an Instagram post of Laurent in an old timey car holding the cup from his cup day. It was dumb, but Connor had watched it twice anyway.  

“Hey,” Connor says. Laurent looks good, even plane-rumpled. He’s in a short sleeved shirt that shouldn't be legal on him - clinging to his shoulders and chest, and some very nice stretchy joggers. Comfy plane clothes. 

Laurent smiles when he sees him and his smile widens when he sees the coffee. “Hey,” he says, dragging out the syllable in a way that could only generously not be described as flirtatious. “Is that for me?” His eyes flick from the coffee in Connor’s hand to Connor’s face, rapid, like he’s trying to make Connor talk faster. 

Connor hands the drink over. “Yup,” he says. “Where’s your stuff?” Luggage is already circling the carousel, but Laurent hasn’t been paying any attention to it, focused on Connor and the coffee. Laurent takes a drink, his throat working. Connor tears his eyes away so he doesn’t do anything inappropriate in the airport. 

“It's probably gonna come out last.” Laurent says, turning to mirror Connor’s stance, looking at the carousel. He tips his shoulder into Connor’s arm, like he wants Connor to put his arm over his shoulder. Connor doesn’t. “Mine’s always at the end. Shitty luck like that.” 

“Or you just travel a lot.” Connor says. Laurent hums, taking another drink of the coffee. It’s already halfway gone. Connor had planned to carry Laurent’s bags so he could have his hands free for the coffee, but it looks like now he’s just going to be slightly ridiculous about it. 

Laurent makes a noise in his throat, urgent, and points his hand. “That one.” he says. 

Connor follows where he points with his eyes and then confirms “Between the one with the weird giant bow and the one with the lady’s whole face on it? With the gold band around it?” 

“That’s it.” Laurent says, so Connor jogs over to pick it up. When he picks it up off the carousel, nobody else yells at him, and when he holds it up by the handle at Laurent, Laurent gives him a thumbs up from where he’s stood, next to the exit. 

Connor extends the handle and wheels it over. 

Laurent is laughing when he comes back, coffee all gone now. “Get yourself a big strong man,” he says.

“You’re plenty strong,” Connor says. “And your arms are longer than mine.” 

Laurent looks at him appreciatively, even though Connor didn’t put on anything special for this trip - is just in a plain white shirt and some cargo shorts. 

[salaciousslut]

How has your day been so far, sweetheart?<3 also im ngl sometimes when i listen to Igual Que Un Ángel by Kali Uchis i think of you🫣

I'd trust you with my life if i ever blacked out tbh! I dont trust many people around me when im drunk but you give off a really safe feeling so if it were just us two i would maybe over do it on the alcohol 🫣 the thought of being hung over is so scary to me tbh!! I never wanna be hung over! And if i drink on an empty stomach im fucked like im just real drunk off one shot its not fair 🙄 i hope you'd have fun with us if you got drunk with us!! but im ngl i think i was a lil weird last night due to unfortunately getting a bit horny but y'know thats life😩 im just glad my friends werent able to tell cause that's between me and whoever i wanna tell. Normally though we are just big dorks abour anime, movies, and random tv shows, and i cant shut up about music half the time. 🤭

Im the same way!! i just unfortunately occasionally have some like autism/adhd moments where suddenly ive focused too much on trying to actively listen and end up not listening, so if i ask you to repeat yourself a few times its either bc of that or the fact that my audio processing stuff is kinda crazy at times. But i know i'll enjoy hearing you talk<3

Tease me as much as you want to<3 and by all means go ahead and be a menace. Either way im gonna end up with my fingers inside you🥰 i wanna make you melt, i wanna see just how much you need someone inside of you<33

Its sweet that you wanna spoil me<3 like it feels like a crime that youre calling me kind when you keep talking about taking care of me and spoiling me and im just saying nice things. Like i should be taking care of you, youre the princess here sweetheart<3 and i swear to you im thriving under any circumstance, the universe wakes me up every morning by gently kissing my eyelids hehe🤭

I hope to show you my smile and see yours, i dunno how you feel about video calls, but maybe when im comfy with it and if youre comfy with it (and after ive been in your dms a little while) we can do a lil video call! Just an innocent little hang out between a butch and a pretty girl<3 I'll let you know if you feed it too much in that case, I could use a lil more confidence just not too much. I can teeter on the edge of entitlement if i let it go too far, and i hate who i am when i act entitled like that version of me is such a dick and not even in a hot way.

its been okay, ive been studying all day because i have a big exam on monday which is soooo boring but im trying my best! and omg i just listened to the song and its so pretty!! im really honored that you think of me 🥺☺️ ive listened to a few of kali uchis stuff and its sooo good!!

aww yes i take care of my people!! im the mom friend so i gotta make sure everyone is alive and safe! but hehe i hope u werent horny because of me 🫣 if it was then oopsies sorry babe! and i love big lil dorks!! im a lil nerd myself so i totally understand!!

its okay i know what u mean! i have auditory processing issues too but im very understanding and well always do as asked so u never have to worry being around me!

ahh youre soo swoon worthy, i want you inside me now!!!! 🥺

youre saying nice things because you are nice and kindhearted! plus i just like seeing other happy!! and we can take care of each other!! none of that one way shit!!! its give and take!! hehe im kissing u on the nose and temple rn 😘

yes yes i love video calls, im the type who if u give me permission to call u whenever, ill learn ur schedule and just ft out of the blue bc i miss ur face and presence. i know how u feel tho so please take ur time!! hehe handsome butch and a pretty princess on the phone is too powerful tho, everyone else needs to watch out

okay i understand!! but dont be too hard on yourself okay? u deserve good things

[winderlylandchime]

Just so you know, he once again made me promise the brian/ben thing is done. He officially has trust issues. Anyway here i am with 2x15.

‘Are we finally getting some Justin and Michael content? Where Michael isn’t being a little bitch? I like this! I think i said it before that this *flaps his hands around* has potential. Michael just has to stop being Mr Annoying for 2 seconds’ He is very happy about this potential friendship. So i think he’s gonna love Rage. ‘Let Emmett be said over Mr Pickle! I can’t believe they killed him off!’ ‘MICHAEL CALLED JUSTIN BRIAN’S BOYFRIEND AND LOOK! BRI BRI IS SILENT! Glad that we all finally agree Bri Bri. They’re gonna make a comic book?! WAIT THIS IS COOL! Is this how i get them to start being friends? I fuck with this!’ He wanted to google if their comic book actually exists but then remembered spoilers and now he’s upset about that. ‘Look at them hanging out in Bri Bri’s loft and hanging out. This is adorable *points to the tv* i like this shit. Keep this shit going please and thank you. Oh Justin is 2 seconds away from fucking Brian in front of Mike..(rage starts existing)…are they going to base the hero off of Brian? Why doesn’t that surprise me? That man can’t catch a break *brian throws his walkman* HEY! As someone who still owns one that was rude!..Rage? I kind of fuck with that.’ He was so pissed off at George’s ex wife that he crossed his fingers and kept saying to himself ‘please trip on the stairs’, i think the funeral scene might piss him off even more. ‘Oh shit, he’s gonna make the comic about the bashing? How is Bri Bri gonna feel about this? I mean i get its Justins story but Bri Bri was also affected.’ Now one of my favorite scenes in this ep is up even if Justin falls asleep. ‘Of course he’ waited for him!!! I say this in a completely normal way but that “come over here” was very hot. I see why everyone is obsessed with this man. Oh. THINGS ARE GETTING HOT! I know he’s been soft with Justin before but this is-MICHAEL WHY DO YOU ALWAYS INTERRUPT GOOD STUFF?!?! Okay back to hot! justin, wake up. Justin! Justin! Wake your ass up my dude!! I get he’s tired but things were about to be fun!’

He is now having a meltdown over Linds and Mel trying to do whatever already.‘Okay first of, i like that Brian is just there. That’s cute. But as someone who did carpentry for a living (I mention that he did it for 1 month while he was 20 until he fell off the roof) *looks at me offended* it still COUNTS, i learned a lot that month. How to read plans for houses, how to build shit, to always look if the ladder is under you before stepping off the roof…anyway look at them hanging out, you can’t tell me that Bri Bri and Melly can’t find a way to get along. They got along when she cheated. Not that i support it but if it would make things easier for me with these two, can she cheat again? What do i have to do for that enemy to friends thing to happen?’ He is now very intrigued that Brian pointed out Linds being jealous because he thinks Brian won’t like the comic book but he thinks the reason will be the bashing story. He is very, and i mean very upset about the whole Emmett at the funeral thing. He kept saying that nobody knows Mr Pickle like Emmett. I think Iron Man just got some company when it comes to mourning the loss of a character. ‘Okay Brian is clearly jealous. It’s kinda funny how both Bri and Mike have jealous moments that involve Justin’ ‘Ben, my man..Mr Boring, why in the hell would you say that to Brian, oh my god even his turn ons are boring. DUDE STOP TALKING HES ALREADY A BIT JEALOUS NO NEED TO THROW HIM OFF THE EDGE…im pretty sure brian and justin fucking can compete with some comic book’ He just physically groaned at what Mel and Lindsay did. Again this dude is actually not handy at all. ‘Even when he’s drunk he’s making sure these two hotties don’t step on Justins work. What in the fuck are Brian and I seeing now? Oh he is losing his shit. Oh no, he just pissed on it. I mean it fits his jealousy and anger but bro, my man, my dude, that’s gross….*pauses the tv and looks at me* does this technically mean that he just gave himself a golden shower?’ *continues watching without even waiting for an answer* ‘Why is this *waves his hands towards Mikey and Justin sleeping* so awkward. Oh no! EW STOP THIS! GROSS! See! Even Justin thought that was absurd which is why he barely got through this scene, never again show me this shit. Oh no blondie’s feelings are about to be hurt. Oh no. Baby it’s okay, i mean it’s not but we will fix this shit!’ ‘Oh no, Brian you are unfortunately on your own here, i know you’re hurt and jealous but I’m sitting this one out. OH ONCE AGAIN DEBBIE CALLED HIM OUT ON BEING IN LOVE WITH JUSTIN! And he is quiet!! We are getting that love confession!! *pauses the tv on Brian* okay he fucked up, but he looks very pretty here’ ‘OH MY GOD MIKE SAID THAT BRIAN LOVES JUSTIN! I AM WINNING! THAT CONFESSION IS GONNA HAPPEN I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES! What happens next episode?!?! Tell me! (He picks up the dvd cover but i take it away) OH IT SAID SOMETHING ABOUT A BIRTHDAY! Is it gonna be Brian telling him he loves him for his bday present? IT IS ISNT IT? Otherwise why would you hide it from me? Oh i am so ready. Wait start the episode again i need Brian to apologize with a blowjob or something’ my heart actually breaks for what he is going to witness in the next episode, he is so excited for his version of the ep. He is now once again on the verge of tears ‘that is such a beautiful eulogy about Pickle guy. I’m going to miss him so much..i love you too Pickle guy’ ‘OH MY GOD BRIAN PUT EVERYTHING BACK IN ORDER! Im not used of him saying sorry, i like it, feels strange though. He’s going to throw them a party!!! See having a boyfriend in marketing pays off, that was adorable! I am so ready for the next episode!’ He is now fully sure that Brian might tell Justin he loves him with the help of a comic book or something. And he immediately went to play 2x16 without any type of breaks. I am not ready for this.

You got to Rage and all the storylines that come from that. Yes, finally Michael is a reasonable character and we get to see Brian's jealousy pop out. It's so cute.

HE FELL OFF A ROOF!? Yeah maybe he doesn't have a leg (ladder?) to stand on regarding Mel and Linds' remodel.

Did he just give himself a golden shower? I die.

Everyone is saying Brian loves Justin, but Brother is going to be so disappointed that the actual words don't happen for so long. And it definitely doesn't happen for a birthday present...

He loves Pickle Guy and I love that for us.

I am so sorry about what you're going to have to endure for the next episode...

[satoruhour]

I loved your answers to my last questions! 😭❤️❤️ I'll be asking more questions if that's alright with you :D

1.) What is your go-to Starbucks drink? + What do you Satoru’s Starbucks would be?

Ooooo ik! ☝🏼✨️

2.) What are some personal HCs of Gojo that you think would be canon? (It can be cute hcs, sad hcs, etc) 😄

3.) What are your plans for the weekend?

4.) Any book recommendations you would like to share? + Music too <3

5.) What is the # 1 thing that makes you happy? (It can also be a person or place) & why?

of course gigi!! i always love answering questions hehe

1. i always drink a caramel frappe bahaah and ooh im not too knowledgeable about sbux drinks frankly but im sure he’d drink something similar to mine or just something insanely sweet, definitely with a shit ton of extra caramel or choco drizzle!!!!

2. oh i have sooooo many but it would flood this post. i have a hc gojo runs either cold or hot, no in between, but mostly on the colder side bc of infinity and such. i also hc that he uses infinity to hold his hair up and also a crack onw where he doesnt shower bc of infinity and just 😭😭 has very specific food tastes, i mean ofc he would like the sweet stuff but when it comes to fruits too, he can tolerate sour fruits but it cant be TOO sour or hes not eating it 😭 apples have to be the correct consistency too so if it's too mushy he'll push it to u for you to eat LOLOL. thinks about suguru a lot and always goes over what he wouldve done if he noticed sooner, wears his hair tie around his wrist :(( also have kept geto's room clean and neat and sometimes goes in there to just lay in his bed. his scent is far gone but he can still sense cursed energy and sometimes he wonders if the curses his bsf collected were looking after him (ill leave it up to you if you think that cursed energy belings to kenjaku or simply geto's spirit)

3. sleeping innnnnnnnn lol my body clock likes to wake me up too early and im so tired from last week's performance 😭 at least then ill have more energy to do my essays

4. i havent been reading much, but cloud cuckoo land by anthony doerr, any book by cecelia ahern, un lun dun by china miéville, i personally loved frankenstein ngl, daughter of the moon goddess by sue lynn tan (altho it's a classic love triangle and i hate love triangles but i always love me a good book based of chinese mythology. havent read the sequel!), the secret history, P&P by jane austen is pretty good too

5. gojo LIKE. partially true he just fills me w sm joy bc i love him as a character sm! this is intangible but music. i love love love music sm it shapes me sm as a person and i think ill be a very boring person without music. i cant. i love it sm you guys cant fathom 😭. my mom!! i love my mother very much :) she has been nothing but loving to me and im 4ever grateful for that. in regards to place, anywhere quiet. there was a subway near my dance studio before and it was my no. 1 place to stay and study but they moved out :(

ty gigi omg it was so fun answering this i wrote them halfway ytd and i fell asleep 😭😭😭😭😭 <3

[saltrambles]

oliver rambles! 🐰

—he reads a lot of fiction because he likes to retell the story to his friend back home. he gets really into it when he starts rambling about his favourite stories, very different from his usual skittish self. if you point it out he'll get shy and shrink back tho!

—he can't control his magic yet and is always so close to overblotting. his um (idk yet i wana change it) is dangerous and explosive so he's always desperately trying to calm himself down all the time. (it doesn't help that he's already so panicky but he's trying :^)) other people also look out for him! but not too overbearingly because that might backfire and stress him out more. rip.

—he loves waking up early. he thinks mornings are peaceful especially when he's the first one up and he can enjoy a slow breakfast before class. hot choco is a must! he likes eating breakfast outside and listening to the birds, enjoying the sun, etc.

—another reason he likes bringing a book everywhere is cause he likes that he has something to hold. if he doesn't, his hands start to fiddle around together. (hold his hand to calm him down :^) jk... unless?)

—goes home to friend every weekend. friend insists he doesn't have to, but oliver worries. oliver fusses over him a lot (maybe even too much) and acts as his caretaker when he's home. friend just sighs and lets him because...

— ⚠️angst warning: he knows oliver is like that to him bc of the guilt. even tho he's moved on and forgave him already, oliver still can't seem to get over it. although it probably doesn't help that his friend is still stuck at home, not fully recovered, so the reminder is still always there.

—it sends oliver to a nervous breakdown when he "fails" at taking care of his friend. even the smallest stuff like seeing his friend walk to a near market sends him over the edge. friend is pretty good at calming him down and setting his own boundaries tho ("im allowed to go out whenever i want") it makes oliver feel conflicted, because he hatss it when he does that but he also hates himself for hating it. its complicated lol.

—ANYWAY! angst aside, oliver gets random cravings for knowledge. the library is his go to when he's bored. he reads non fiction stuff like its fiction ("ohh so that's how they made it! woah...") he doesn't really do anything about what he reads about, but he's satisfied just knowing about it. he doesn't go outside much so this is kinda his way of exploring. in a way.

[iwadori]

Hiiii!!!! can you do like when you guys are supposed to meet up and they waited for about an hour or so and kept texting you you but you haven't replied so they thought you ditched them and got mad at you and stuff then they decided to go home and while on their way home not too far from their school they found you unconscious body with a large wound on you back and your head bleeding?.

can you pleaseease do tsukishima, yamaguchi, ushijima, bokuto (I'm sorry if that's a lot)

Haikyu Boys when you get hurt Pt 2 (Ushijima,Bokuto

Part One Part Two Part Three

Word count: 2.6K

Genre: angst, fluff

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Ushijima

You were having the worst week this week,  from battling a cold and your boss making you do all sorts of extra jobs (that were definitely not under your job description.) As easter was swiftly approaching you and Ushijima had your annual plans of going to the local kids community center and helping them with an easter egg hunt. But you don’t think you can manage it this year.

Ushijima gets home from practice with 4 bags just filled with easter eggs ranging from all different sizes, “woah there Toshi, you’ve got enough there too feed all of england” you laugh  

“I don’t think these eggs will be able to sustain England Y/N” he says seriously making you laugh even harder. As you were laughing, you felt another migraine come along making your cringe in pain. “Toshi, I don’t think I can do the easter egg hunt this year?”  

He sits down next to you alarmed that something is wrong, “why what happened Y/N” he asks

“I’ve been feeling terrible all week, and I even have a migraine right now” you say to him thinking he would understand.

“That’s it?” he questions thinking what you said was a joke “I think you can handle a migraine, remember we’re doing this for the kids”

His words were making you feel slightly guilty since maybe you were being over dramatic. “Y/N if it’s really ‘that bad’, i’ll make you some tea so you can feel better,” he says going into the kitchen to start on your tea. You murmur a quiet “thank you” and you end up falling asleep, hoping that by the time you wake up your head stops pounding.

As you wake up, you realise you slept all the way through the night and over to the next day as when you look at your clock it says 12:32 pm. You look at your nightstand and saw that Ushijima wrote you a note saying:  

Y/N I've left out early to set out the easter egg hunt, I’ve made you breakfast so eat up and get prepared for the event which starts at 4pm. Please don’t forget.

Sincerely – Ushijima Wakatoshi.

You chuckle at the fondness of the note, before realising your pain. Your brain felt like it was having a live concert inside that definitely was not going to end soon but you still got up prepared for the day. You didn’t want to let Ushijima or the kids down.  

When you go to the kitchen , you see the cute breakfast that Ushijima made you consisting of all of your favourite foods and with another simple note of him saying ‘ I love you. ‘ Ushijima has always been a lovely boyfriend, treating you like the queen you are always making sure that you were okay. Of course, his bluntness and his lack of social cues was something to get used to but when you did get accustomed to it, it only made you fall in love with him more.

You got ready, feeling even more sick as the piping hot shower that you usual have, did not help as when you were showering you felt heavily faint. However, you persevered since you did not want to let Ushijima down.

You finally were prepared to leave the house, with the community center being on 15 minutes walk away you were leaving out at 3:50pm since you were planning to take your car anyways. When you leave your home, you realise that you forgot your car keys so you dash up the stairs (a bit too quickly) to go and find them. Scrambling through your draws, your head is pounding harder and harder and the more it pounds the quicker your moving making you even more faint. You eventually find your keys and you’re ready to zoom to the community center but your body gave out and you pass out tumbling down the stairs landing at your front door.

Ushijima was waiting outside of the community center waiting for you to arrive it was 4:05pm and he was wondering where you were (knowing that your place was only a 10 minute drive away) he sent you a few texts asking where you were but when you don’t respond Ushijima becomes slightly annoyed, plastering a fake smile on his face and entering the community center, starting the easter egg hunt.

The easter egg hunt came to a close at 8pm and Ushijima assumed that you would’ve showed up some time in the middle of the event, but you obviously didn’t show. After making sure that all the kids left safely Ushijima decided to call and text you more and when you continuously don’t respond and your calls go to voicemail he says ‘Y/N, im really disappointed with you right now. How could you do this to me? You said you would show up, the kids were really upset, how could you be so selfish?’

He walks to your house knocking on the door, but when you don’t immediately answer he knew something must be up now, since you haven’t responded to any of his texts and calls and didn’t show up he figured there was something deeper then you just ditching the event.

He used his key to open the door, surprised when the door hit something. He tried again hitting the ‘object’ that was laying at the door again. He carefully pushes the door to make enough room for him to fit through the gap. When he entered, he was startled at the sight of you, there you lay completely knocked out with a blood stain next to your head. He knelt down next to you and touched your cheek you were extremely cold, he had to get you to a hospital stat. He called an ambulance, panicked. Worrying about how long you’ve been out for since it would have to be atleast more than 4 hours he assumed.

You woke up in a foreign room, with your head slightly stinging. You place your hand on the back of your head and wince, then you remember you need to be at the easter egg hunt so you bolt up ready to move.  

“I don’t think that’s wise for you to do that Y/N” Ushijima says to you  

“Toshi, what happened?” you ask still in pain

“It seems you fell down the stairs and hit your head” after he said that all your memories come flooding back, and you remember rushing to the community centre, looking for your keys, and then falling down the stairs and everything going black.

“I’m sorry Ushi for missing the easter egg hunt, I really tried to get there,” you say with an apologetic look on your face  

“It’s fine Y/N of course you wouldn’t of been able to get there after falling down the stairs” he says “Also, this is proof of why you shouldn’t run down the stairs”

You eventually get discharged with the doctor telling you all you need to do is rest and stay off your feet. Ushijima took the doctor's orders very seriously, becoming your loyal servant and waiting on you hand and foot, tending to your every need. He did also make you were eating healthy and taking all your medicine so you could have the best recovery possible.  

Also, after realising that this could’ve all been avoided if Ushijima didn’t guilt trip you in the first place for having a migraine, he made sure to never ignore or dismiss when you say you are ill or have anything wrong with you even if it’s a migraine, a lost limb or a simple paper cut.

Bokuto  

The Olympics were coming up and Bokuto couldn’t be any more excited than he already was. Everything he’s talked about for the past month he manages to find a way to relate to the Olympics, and as annoying as it got sometimes you were just as excited for it as much as Bokuto was.  

Bokuto was heavily busy with extra practices so you were bored and lonely, since your boyfriend was at practice all the time so you chose to take up a new hobby. You decided to paint, although you weren’t an award-winning painter you still found joy in it. Being Bokuto’s girlfriend you had some slight unwanted attention on you: the usual fans of Bokuto that just followed you to have an extra aspect of him in their life's, or his fangirls that adored him.  

You didn’t mind the fangirls for the most part since majority of them were pretty tamed and did fawn over your relationship. However, there was the minority of fans that did make it known to you that they DID NOT like you at all. When you started posting your paintings, it seems their hate for you amplified since they always found the need to leave an astray of mean comments on your post. But that didn’t mainly bother you since you thought that they only had that energy behind the screen.

The days went by getting closer to the Olympics, with Bokuto always asking you every day “Y/N you are coming to my games, right?” to which you always replied “Of course Kou, I’m coming” which always made him smile.

When the Olympics came, you’ve went to all the games cheering Bokuto and the team on as they were winning round after round. Whilst this was going on, the group of girls that were sending you horrible messages and making mean posts about you weren’t stopping. At first, you didn’t care for them but it seems their posts only gotten worse making comments about your artwork, your face, your body type ect.  

You didn’t want to tell Bokuto as you felt that it would ruin his Olympic momentum and you thought you could handle it all on your own.  

It was nearing to the final game of the Olympics, and Bokuto was ecstatic he made sure that you promised you’d be there claiming that you was his ‘good luck’ charm.’ You were excited to go too, the feeling of watching Bokuto play was exhilarating seeing him fully in his element was great for you to see.

On the last game day, Boktuo was already at the stadium since him and the team had to be there earlier to practice and you planned to meet him there just before the game started at 4:30. You went to a florist before the match getting Bokuto the biggest boquet that you could buy.  

On your way to the stadium you here somebody whistle from behind you, you turn around and see a group of girls waiting behind you smirking. “Hi?” you say more like a question then a statement “do you want something from me?”

Some of them laugh, but the one standing at the front who you mentally lable the ‘main one’ steps closer to you and says “We want you to stay away from Bokuto” you realise that these were the girls sending you hate online for these past weeks.

Before you can even blink, the girls jump you, hitting, kicking and clawing at you. You are in pain, screaming and crying for them to stop and leave you alone. You lay there, letting them beat you up thinking that you’ll probably end up dead out of this. All you can think about is Bokuto, you didn’t get to wish him good luck, or give him your flowers (that you spent a fortune on) or even tell him that you loved him one last time.

You think the girls eventually stopped but you couldn’t tell because your body was throbbing and you hurt all over. You tried to get up still wanting to go to the match but you collapse going out cold.

Bokuto was scanning the crowd over and over for you, hoping to spot you there. But he couldn’t, he was wondering where you were getting sadder and sadder by the second since he really believed you were his good luck charm and he probably wouldn’t be able to win without at least seeing your face once.

They didn’t win. Bokuto knew he wasn’t playing at his best, since all his mind was on was thinking about where you were. You’ve never missed one of his games, so he was incredibly worried. After he accepted his second-place medal, he rushed out the stadium to go to your house but he was stopped by some fangirls ‘I guess signing autographs is the least I can do’ he thinks, the fans were being a bit odd today but he didn’t have time to focus on that as his mind was racing thinking about you and your whereabouts.  

One of his fans did give him an alarmingly big boquet of roses which he appreciated ‘these must of cost a fortune’ he thinks. Although it was a probably a long shot, he decided to ask the fan if he saw someone who looked like *whatever you look like* to maybe see if someone else saw you. Which the fan replied “yeah I saw them with some guy at this restaurant whilst we were going to see you!” they exclaimed.

‘A guy’ he thought ‘that most likely wasn’t you.’ Seeing Bokuto’s confusion, the fan followed up with “I'm pretty sure it was her I mean we all know who Bokuto Koutaro’s girlfriend was.” Bokuto didn’t reply just walking away making sure to thank them for the flowers.  

He was rushing towards your house on foot (since all the taxi’s and ubers were fully booked because of the Olympics) whilst running he stumbles across your passed out body all black and bruised with scratch marks and bleeding all over you. “what happened” he whispered, knowing you obviously weren’t going to respond.  

He picked up your near-dead body, and cradled you in his arms taking you back to the stadium (since he knew that getting an ambulance to come here or running to the hospital would basically be impossible.) When he got back to the stadium, he did get odd looks from strangers but he didn’t care, his only agenda was making sure you were okay.

You woke up, and saw Bokuto pacing the room repeatedly you tried to get his attention by saying his name but your throat was damaged. He eventually notices you and runs to your side, stroking your face softly and giving you a gentle hug making sure not to hurt you.  

“Who did this Y/N?” he asks with worry in his eyes  

You ignore his question and look at the silver medal wrapped around his neck making you sad “I’m sorry I didn’t make it to the match, I tried I really did try” you said with your voice sounding even worse after you said every word.  

“Don’t be silly, I’m just glad that you’re okay babe, I was really worried about you.” he said

The Medic came in and said that you had multiple broken ribs, but beside that you were fine you just needed to rest your throat and let your bruises heal. You eventually told Bokuto that it was some of his fans, he was upset that you hid this from him for so long but he was just glad that he got to you as soon as he did. He managed to play at the next Olympics and you were there fully present, with your even bigger boquet of flowers watching win gold.

Authors Note: I tried to make it as close to your request as possible, but I hope you enjoy as I really do think this is my favourite work so far.... :3 Comments and feedback appreciated.

[cryptidmullet]

more renga headcanons bc i miss them

- rekis not one to like. hide his praise or anything he compliments langa a lot but just. every so often he'll grab langas wrist and look at him all soft and say "youre amazing langa" very reminiscent of how langa praises him and it just makes langa feel so fucking mushy and in love

- rekis used to affection from his family but thats kinda it and langas family was never super affectionate but he felt loved still but after his dad died he just felt super lonely but when they meet and start getting super close they both just feel like theyre overflowing with love both given and received and i just thinks that beautiful

- rekis chronically bad at opening bottles bc they hurt his hands and hes always embarrassed but he goes up to langa and is like. open please. and langa does KKFMSMFND

- it gets to the point he'll just go up to him with a bottle and langa will open it without being prompted

- yknow when youre really tired and you feel like youre floating in the ocean reki has that but he feels like hes rolling back and forth on his skateboard

- since he first started skating the movement and feeling got so ingrained in him that he'll be sitting at his desk or laying in bed and just feels the sensation of tick tacking like hes not moving he just can feel it like a ghost in his muscles and brain

- sometimes reki just wants to. stand on his board like not do anything just stand on it so he stores skateboards in his room and when he gets restless he'll just stand on one for a little bit

- reki talks to himself a lot he'll be doing some mindless task and then have a pretend conversation with nobody without even realizing it

- whenever reki cries or gets choked up about smth drinking water for some reason makes him feel better

- reki pokes the twins' bellies and blows raspberries on them to make them laugh :)

- langa cant pick up rice with chopsticks when he first moves to okinawa and reki makes fun of him but still teaches him how to do it

- langa has acne along his jawline its just bumpy and stuff

- reki wakes up and then lays in bed watching videos as long as he can before he gets up 

- he also holds his phone like two inches away from his face

- reki uses dark mode langa uses light mode until reki notices it forcibly changes it

- rekis phone is always at like really low brightness bc his eyes are sensitive

- its battery is also always low bc its an old phone and it takes forever to charge

- he takes a lot of pictures and videos of langa just for no reason half of them are blurry and out of focus and langas not paying attention but he keeps all of them

- he has a bookmark on instagram called 'langa' and its full of stuff that reminds reki of him or he wants to show him later

- langa and reki pair up for a presentation once and when theyre presenting they cannot stop laughing reki says um and pauses for a moment too long and langa does one of those long nose exhale laughs and it makes reki snort and then they keep messing up and barely get through it and when they walk back to their desks they shove each other while the class laughs

- langa has a really cheap purple phone case he got at walmart and rekis like dude thats so boring so he makes stickers for him to stick to it

- langa loves them but he also has this weird anxiety about putting stickers places bc he likes them and doesnt want to eventually get rid of whatever the sticker is on but reki tells him he'll make him more whenever he gets another phone so hes okay with it

- langa doesnt really fidget unless hes nervous and then he twists his fingers around but when hes sitting he rolls his right ankle a lot and his foots like always twitching really minutely 

- reki carries around a hairband partly for his sisters (and eventually langa) and partly so he can fidget with it

- langa carries one around too for the same reason but one day reki forgets it during work so langa gives it to him bc he looks restless 

- and langa kinda feels really bare and doesnt know what to do without it so he just rubs his wrist a lot but he doesnt mind 

- reki will get up to go do smth but just sit down curled in a ball on the floor bc he gets distracted for whatever reason and after like 20 minutes of scrolling through his phone hes like wait what was i doing

- reki has a scar on his lip/chin bc he bailed really hard and hit his chin on the concrete and bit through his lip 

- langas a dry ass texter when he and reki first meet bc he didnt really have anyone to text before

- but eventually he googles how to turn auto caps and everything changes

- hes actually funnier over text sometimes bc hes less restrained 

- hes made a ur mom joke and then was like wait i take it back i love your mom im sorry :c 

- and he points out every time reki misspells a word just to annoy him

- reki scrolling through tiktok and he randomly starts crying at a wholesome video and langas like.. you good man and rekis like look at this FRICKING tiktok dude and then langas crying too KFMSMFND

- obligatory "we make a good team" line idk the context ill think about it later but theyre gay they have to say it

- langa promised his mom hed go to the store but had to do a last minute shift at dope sketch and rekis like oh ill do it for you i already know what you get

- langa has a sweet tooth he loves candy and hot chocolate and all that stuff and reki is lowkey an enabler he always brings candy w him or has a bag in his room

- when reki laughs he wraps his arms around his stomach and hes the type to go silent when he laughs hard enough

- he'll go from standing normally to bent over to crouched down to falling and rolling on his back or side from laughing so hard

- its pretty rare but sometimes he snorts in the middle of a laugh too

- when langas laughing Really hard its loud and kind of wheezy and almost like a cackle and he covers his mouth most of the time just out of habit

- he curls up when he laughs too so he'll be laying on rekis bed or the floor and reki says smth that catches him totally off guard and he starts fucking cackling and brings his knees up to touch his forehead hitting his leg and wheezing

- langa helps reki teach chihiro and nanaka how to ride a bike and the four of them go on little bike rides together occasionally

- the twins pulling on langas pant leg until he bends down so they can whisper gibberish in his ear and the first time langa is like ??? but then he learns to just laugh and nod 

- all of rekis sisters coming into rekis room while langa is there to be like :D langa :D and reki herding them out and yelling we're busy and then just flopping on his bed to continue scrolling through his phone in silence

- reki does the older sibling thing and just stands in koyomis doorway 

- miya makes a meme reference that reki doesnt get and hes like god youre old and it wounds reki on a personal level

- reki has a piece of graphite just like permanently stuck in his leg bc when he was younger his friend accidently stabbed him with it and it broke off and just. stayed there

- reki gets super obsessed with one song for a week or two and he'll listen to it on loop like 10 times in a row and he learns the lyrics to them no matter the language and by proxy langa always has the stuck in his head

[nobutfredweasleytho]

YOU JUST DON’T LISTEN(F.W)

Summary: Fred’s ex girlfriend writes him a letter to explain the how him using her wrecked her emotionally.

Warnings: angst, like a lot of angst, depressed Y/N, mentions of self doubt, a little swearing, mentions of parents not loving correctly, used reader. Let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: Major thank you to Gabriella @onlyfreds for being an amazing person and encouraging me to write whatever this mess is. I am forever grateful to you

(The font is terrible Im sorry im just getting used to working on tumblr)

Fred Weasley checked the muggle clock on his nightstand. 10:30 AM. His mom will call him for breakfast anytime now. He has been awake for quite some time if he can even count the 30 minutes he tried to sleep but couldn’t, not when every time he tries to close his eyes his mind and eventually dreams are clouded by her. By the last time he looked at her, how devastated she looked, How her face was wet from her tears and her eyes bloodshot red, but the thing Fred will never be able to forget is her voice. How raw and vulnerable she sounded while saying the most horrible thing’s anyone has ever said to him, but he can’t blame her, he has no one to blame but himself because in the end it was he who caused all of this and now its come to bite him in the ass. He hears the door open and his twin brother George enters.

“Mom says breakfast is ready and she wants you downstairs. She says she’ll drag you herself if you don’t show up again today.”

“Tell her I’m not hungry and I’ll come grab a bite later.” I really don’t feel like being surrounded by other people right now. Not in this pathetic state I’m in. Besides it will take me willpower I don’t have to not hex Ron into oblivion.

“Well she will not take no for an answer and I wont either. What’s done is done now and you’ll have to face the world someday so start with your own family because everyone down there is worried sick about you and the least you can do is show your face once in a while so they know you haven’t died of starvation or sleep deprivation.” George has worry written all over him and I’m sure the rest of the family has it too. I feel even more like shit for worrying them.

“Fine. But I come back here if she is mentioned are we clear?”

“We weren’t gonna mention Y/N anyway now lets go moms worried sick for your dumbass.”

Breakfast was going smoothly with Ginny and Ron being exited for Quidditch season, Harry and Bill discussing the unfortunate events of the Triwizard tournament last year, dad asking Hermione about a rubber duck whatever that is, but the most shocking thing is mom asking me and George about the joke shop products. George is doing most of the talking but still the fact that shes even asking is awesome. I was finally feeling peaceful this whole winter break until I heard a hoot outside the window.

“I thought it was Tuesday but since mail is here does it mean its Friday already? Oh how fast time is going.

“No Arthur honey you are right it is Tuesday, Bill or George can one of you see if that owl has the owners name attached to it and bring whatever letter he has here to see who is it for.”

Bill got up from his seat and went to the window next to the countertop to look at the mystery owl. “Do we even know a Y/N Y/L/N?”

The room went quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the owls hoot asking for its treat. Bill seemed not to realise this as he took the letter from the owl, gave him a treat and sent it on its way.

“To Fred Weasley from Y/N Y/L/N… Who’s Y/N is she the girl you’ve been crying over this whole time huh Freddie?” Bill chuckled but I just grabbed the letter. I had no time to even be mad at him because once again my mind fogs up with only her. I couldn’t help but feel relieved and the happiest I felt in a long time. She has forgiven me. Y/N forgave me. That has to be it. Why else would she send me a letter?

“I had a great time with you guys but there’s important matters for me to attend so I have to go to now. Thanks mom the breakfast was amazing as always.” And with that I sprinted towards my room, locked the door and examined the letter in my hands. It was a bunch of them in here. I went to mine and George’s worktable threw some papers that were on top of it to make room for these letters and carefully opened the envelope.

The first thing that I grabbed was a photo. It was a polaroid of me and Y/N on the Gryffindor common room. Happiness filled my heart when I started remembering this night. I looked at the back of the polaroid and surely enough there was a writing on it.

Fred and Yn on the Gryffindor common room at 1 AM the night she turned 17. Listening to ABBA’s “Dancing Queen”. Picture taken by major 3rd wheel George Weasley.

Tears filled my eyes when I remember this night. It was the night I looked at her the way I always should have. Not as a replacement of someone who didn’t care about me.

The next one was also a polaroid photograph but this one I don’t remember being taken. It’s a picture of Y/N teaching me how to play the guitar. I can make up that we are in her dorm but not more as the picture is taken in black and white. I look at the back and surely this one also has a writing on it but the handwriting doesn’t look familiar at all.

A drunken Y/N accompanied by a even drunker Fred trying to play the guitar in the middle of the night. If I fail my charms exam tomorrow I’m killing you both but right now you two look adorable. Picture taken by Cho Chang.

The third one is an actual letter. I chuckle looking at the handwriting. Always so precise and not even one line out of place. I always thought Y/Ns handwriting always contradicts her hot headed persona but it’s actually really cute. I start reading the letter and my heart stops.

Dear Freddie,

I can only imagine the shock that receiving a letter from me would cause you right now especially after our last conversation.

But I have a lot to get off of my chest and I wont be able to move on if I haven’t said it all. Call me a coward but I was really scared to ask you to meet me so I can say it in person, but maybe that’s what I have always been. A coward. A coward because I get scared when someone wants to enter my life, a coward because I hate trying new things at the expense of failing, a coward because I should be able to confront people who brought darkness and sadness to my life.

But one thing I will admit Fred Weasley is that I wasn’t a coward when It came to loving you. It was the first time that I let someone come into my life and heart the way you did, and it will probably be the last. Throughout our “relationship” if you can even call it that as it was more of you customizing me to be her, to be someone I’m not. But that’s why you even talked to me is it, because I reminded you of her.

The signs were right in front of me and I feel stupid enough not to have seen them. But I guess people are right when they say love is blind. Love is such a funny thing to me as the first time I experienced the right kind of love was through you. But that was me creating stuff in my head. You didn’t love me no, you loved the idea of me. But I loved you. I loved you more than anything or anyone I have ever loved, I loved everything about you. But you just don’t listen. You don’t listen to anyone around you. Not George, not your other siblings, not Lee or any of your other friends for that matter, not your professors, but most importantly you don’t listen to me.

You didn’t listen when I told you that the love my parents gave me was only because I reminded them of my brother, the love my old friends back home gave me was one of interest. Everywhere I go no matter who I talk to no one will love me for me. I came to accept that until I met you.

You were funny and crazy and brave and oh so gorgeous. You were basically everything I looked for in… well everything. In a friend or in a partner it doesn’t matter. I thought you saw me for who I am. A broken teenager with issues but that at the end of the day was deserving of love. Oh how wrong I have been but no more wrong than you. You knew this but you just didn’t listen.

That makes us both horrible people now does it. Me who thought you were some kind of savior or some kind of saint and selfishly wrapped myself around your love and you who used me because I remind you of your ex girlfriend who broke your heart. But mine is excused I feel like and yours isn’t.

You would have kept me going for who knows how long just so you can live your imaginations you had for someone else.

Did you think about her the first time we slept together?

Was I not enough for you Freddie?

Was I too clingy too soon?

Is it my hot temper that gets the best of me?

So many questions will be left unanswered on my end because frankly, I never want to speak of you again. Sure I am deprived of love but I will not take it if its not directed directly at me.

I still care about you and will continue to support you and George on whatever you set your mind into. I was waking through Diagon Alley last week and saw this little store with a “for sale” sign. It’s right in the middle of Diagon Alley. I hate how my first thought went that you would have loved it but I seem to do that a lot recently.

I’ll get dressed and think would Fred love this skirt or this shirt.

I start applying lipstick and I’ll think will Fred love this color.

I start eating and I’ll think does this look good enough that Fred would’ve stolen a piece of it when I’m talking to Ginny.

I don’t even know why I am telling you this. How pathetic I’ve become clinging into someone that doesn’t want me.

Anyway I’ve probably bored you enough with my ranting but I wouldn’t have been able to move on unless I said everything that felt heavy on my heart. I also attached some photos I thought you’d like to keep seeing as now you can see yourself with Kayla without having the burden to be near me.

Say hi to your siblings and Harry for me.

Have a nice life,

Y/N

[winters-hysteria]

hi! could I have a stranger things ship? im bi she/her, I have short curly, black hair! I love music and writing, I write poetry and stories and plan on doing it professionally! I love clothes and shoes and makeup! I like to think of myself as kind of like barbie! my fav color is also pink!! im sarcastic and quiet and occasionally say something funny, but I love to talk when given the chance! thank u babe!

omg babes hiii!

honestly i had some trouble with this one because i couldn't decide on chrissy or nancy :/

but i'm going with chrissy, bc SHE'S SO FUCKIN ADORABLE AAA

i feel like she'd totally be into the whole clothes and shoes and makeup thing, and would totally let you pick her outfits especially if you two were going somewhere nice on a date, or even if it was picture day or whatnot.

she'd also be very willing to sit with you at that park table in the woods with you for hours at a time, calmly petting your hair and listening to you talk and eventually falling asleep, not because she's bored, but because the sound of your voice is so soothing to her and playing with your lovely hair is also so stress relieving she just kinda falls asleep.

she also likes to lay in your room with you and listen to your favorite songs and (bear with me, this is set modern day idc what era she's from) she really likes ricky montgomery. like, loves him. so when you play mr. loverman she insists on spinning around the room with you lmao

I also strongly believe she is lesbian and did not like jason one bit but could bond with eddie bc he is bi and i will die on that hill <3

she loves loves loves it when you ask her to let you base a character off of her she fucking loves it omg

and i didn't know if you also wanted a male ship but i'm giving you one anyways.

i think you and jonathan.

HEAR ME OUT B4 YOU FREAK OUT

you said you view yourself as kind of a barbie, right? well so does he. he just wants to take all the pictures of you and cherish you forever. so expect a lot of random camera flashes. he has pictures of you doing your makeup, decorating stuff, getting ready for parties, sleeping, waking up, drunk, high, you name it he got it.

he thinks you're so hot. and you are and he's lucky to have you.

he also will occasionally let you put makeup on him especially if you two are in an argument as his way of apologising.

u are picking out this greasy stoners outfits bro u are

he's a doting boyfriend, he likes to aesthetically take pictures of you with your poetry :D