#and i should absolutely believe my friends when they say they wanna hang with me bc it's mean not to take them at their word

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Anyone else just not feeling like a real person much lately?

[taylormarieee]

Close Friends Luke Castellan

Summary: After that night you try your best to avoid Luke, but he wasn't going away that easily...

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Fem!Aphrodite!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Confessions, slight angst, Wingman Annabeth, Sexual tension, More sexual tension!!!, Reader avoiding Luke, Clarisse makes a comeback, Clarisse and reader become close friends, sadly a cliffhanger...

It's been a whole 2 days and you have been trying your absolute best to avoid Luke.

Sitting alone during lunch.

Avoiding him during Capture the Flag.

Avoiding him during certain activities that involve partners. You don't know why you kissed him.

You knew him for a day. A DAY! Who on earth catches feelings for someone in a day.

Maybe it was your moms doing but you just couldn't control the feelings you had for him.

He was so cute and incredibly attractive. Who wouldn't want a guy like him.

He's funny, charming, confident, nice, caring, and incredibly handsome.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn't notice him coming up to you.

3:35pm

"Hey. Can we talk?" He asks you. You look up at him and as our about to make an excuse he shakes his head. "I don't wanna hear a bullshit excuse."

Your eyes widened. You notice he has a serious expression. Not one of happiness and charm like he usually does.

Were you hurting him? Hurting his feelings? You stay silent and he sits down.

"What did I do. You don't talk to me anymore. You don't sit with us anymore. You don't hang with me anymore. Why? Did I do something wrong? Did I upset you in anyway? Were supposed to be friends. You don't even talk to Percy or Grover or Annabeth anymore! What the hell is the problem?!" He says upsetly.

He was pissed. More than pissed, he was furious but he tried his hardest not to show it and yell at you out of anger.

"I-I'm sorry. You didn't do anything wrong and neither did the rest of them." You say glancing over to them as they watch from the other table.

"I just can't be around you anymore..." You whisper lowly hoping he wouldn't here but of course he did.

"W-what?" He asks, fae slowly morphing from angry to sad in a second.

Before you could even explain why your mouth just shut again and he looked at you waiting for a response. Silently pleading for one.

But you didn't say anything. You just sat there and stared at your food. He was tired of your games now.

It's either you had feelings for him like he has for you or you didn't want to be with him at all.

"Fine. Don't even tell me. If you didn't want to be friends, you should have said that. Can't believe this." He scoffs and aggressively gets up. Leaving you there.

You try to silently cry as you watch him leave. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover watch as he storms off and watch you just sit there with tears leaving your eyes.

They were all confused but didn't even go to comfort you, and they had every right not to...

4:30pm

You were practicing with a bow and arrow when you see Annabeth out of the corner of your eye.

"Hey. Nice shots." She compliments. You smile at her and she returns it.

"T-Thanks." You say quietly. She frowns and looks at you. "I know what happened. You kissed Luke." She says nonchalantly.

Your eyes widen. "He told you!?" You ask so embarrassed. She chuckles and shakes her head.

"He told Percy. He was so giddy and happy when he told percy and then Percy told me." She responds

Hearing that made your heart drop. He was happy? "You really hurt him ya know. He was crying and i've never seen Luke cry. He's tough, but something...Something about you did made him fly to the moon. Made him smile wider than before." She says.

"He's my family. I don't like when he's sad. Please make amends with him." She says before walking away.

You stand there and think about what she said before walking away to your cabin.

9:25pm

You were on your way to the dinner when Clarisse came up to you. Her arms up in a surrendering manner.

"Not here to fight. Here to talk." She says with a smile on her face. "O-Ok."

You guys walk in silence towards the banquet hall and Your eyes catch Luke and Percy staring at you before looking away and talking.

You furrowed your bros wondering what they were saying. You sit down with Clarisse and she smiles.

"I wanted to be friends. I respect what you did, standing up for yourself. So ca we be friends, start over?" She asks staring at you.

You stare back and smile, "Yea, sure!" You respond with a smile. "Can you wait right here, I need to go talk to someone."

"Ugh I was actually gonna go back to my brothers and sisters. There waiting on me." She says.

"Ok. Peace out Clarisse." You say walking away towards Percy and Luke.

"Luke. C-Can we talk? I'm so sorry and I didn't mean to hurt you. Annabeth told me about everything and I really thought about it and I'm sorry. After kissing you I just overthink it and I didnt know how you felt nor w-why I kiss-" Your ranting to him and your interrupted by him wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you.

"I didn't tell her anything." Annabeth appears. Secretly standing there the whole time thanks to her hat her mother gave her.

You chuckle and look at him when he breaks the hug. "Your adorable pretty girl you know that?" He says with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry for what I said. Shouldn't have snapped on you like that. I was just so mad because I thought you didn't like me back." He says

"Friends?" You ask.

"Friends. Close friends." He says with a wink on his face. You giggle and sit with them for the rest of the night until it's time to go to bed.

10:57pm

Luke was walking you to your cabin. "I love you Luke. I mean granted it's only been 3 days since i've known you, I just adapted a crush on you." You confess.

"I've loved you the moment we made eye contact." He says chuckling at how corny that is.

"I guess it was love at first sight." You say chuklong with him.

"God that's so corny..."

"But true. I am the daughter of Aphrodite after all." You say laughing. He smiles at your laugh. He could listen to it on repeat all day.

You guys finally reach the cabin and he stops in front of you. "Welp this is my stop." You say.

"This is your stop M'lady." He says with a smirk as he bows. You giggle and playfully hit his arm.

"Get up you goofball." You tell him, "Before we get caught."

"But that's what's so fun about it." He says smirking at you. You two just stand there staring at each other.

"Well, uh I'm gonna go." You say smiling before walking up the steps to your cabin.

"Hey wait!" He yells before running up to you. He grabs your waist and kisses you.

You kiss him back passionately and gently grab his curls. He pushes you softly against the door of the cabin eagerly grabbing your soft hips and your waist.

"See you tomorrow pretty girl." He says smirking before walking away.

"Wait! What does this make us?"

"Very Close friends." He says with a wink.

"But Luke I don-"

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Chiron yells out.

Oh no... You two were in deep shit...

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A/N: Huge thank you to all of you for reading and leaving comments! I really appreciate it! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I will be posting the next chapter tommorrow! Huge thank you to @angelicdanvers again because without her I wouldn't have even been inspired to do this!

[sourbinnie]

title -> she's all i wanna be genre -> pure angst (should not be a surprise by now) pair -> hyung line!skz x gn!reader plot -> getting replaced isn't fun (especially by someone who never gave you a chance to love them) lowercase intended | no warnings a/n: part 2 with maknae line? i'll see if i can make it different though :] lmk if you liked it!

stupid boy making me so sad

didn't think you could change this fast

"ah sorry (y/n), i have plans today with someone special."

at first it was fine and i could understand that he was busy or had plans with someone else. i didn't expect it to be her though and that's when jealousy started bubbling up in my chest. everyone loved her to the absolute fullest, how could you not? great dancer, incredible singer, lovely personality and an idol, she was full package (or an ace as they say). of course chan would fall head over heels for her, of course the plan was not just a plan, it was a date organized in secrecy so no photos would be caught and no scandals would be brought up. 

he looked at her with cartoonish eyes, full on heart mode. she was gorgeous, i could not deny it. i was just me, boring old me with nothing to show (at least that's what everyone led me to believe). as if i wasn't frustrated enough on their private social media they posted so many pics of them together and the last one being a kiss. he led me to believe at one point that when his contract would finish, we would be the ones having dates and kissing freely. but it looks like it was just a lie as if she fits that image more than i will ever do.

she's got everything that i don't have

how could i ever compete with that?

"she's so incredible like she can do anything."

yeah i know, i hear it every day minho. the choreography you guys pulled off went so well that you're now clouded with eyes only reserved for one person only. i expected this, i saw it coming from a mile away when she stepped into the jyp building and you just had an expression that i couldn't read 'cause that was love at first sight. you never looked in my direction that way but for her you would clearly do anything that she asked you to. i couldn't even get along with her before i found you guys making out after practice when we were supposed to go out.

i had to go home and cry into my pillow for hours as i tried to calm myself down but failed miserably at every attempt. it was almost like it was all a prank played on me since everyone knew about my crush on him and maybe that also meant he knew as well. god was i that awful? did i look that bad? i know i could not pull a dance move at all but did only that matter to be with him? maybe just wasn't meant to be like i thought he was. if this is a competition then i'm the loser 100%.

i know you'll go and change your mind

one day wake up and you're bored with mine

"i've been talking to her for hours, i could not get bored of her."

but you could get bored of me and pretend i wasn't there as i came to visit you but you were just on your phone. and this isn't even the first time that changbin has done something like this because when he falls, he falls hard. he could talk about her for hours and i would just have to put up with the weight of not being enough for him every single day. i would look at myself on my phone camera, my reflection in the mirror trying to figure out how i could improve myself for him (as if that wasn't pathetic enough).

i knew the day where he would ditch me would come. i just wasn't ready for how hard it would hit me, the reality of not being best friends anymore since he's now got someone who he can call that but also do so much more. i didn't want him to leave me hangin' but i became second choice as soon as she walked through the door. it was a punch in the face to see them hanging out in the distance when i was over at the dorms. seeing them kiss for the first time almost brought me to tears.

she's got everything that i don't have

and shе's all I wanna be, all i wanna be so bad.

"she's the love of my life and yes i'm sure."

i might have been there before but that didn't matter in hyunjin's eyes as he placed a kiss on her cheek. so many years together thinking that maybe i would have a chance with the one i used to call "the one". how incredibly delusional of me thinking that i would have a chance with hwang hyunjin when she was right there all along. her beauty was outstanding and her confidence showed with every move, every word, everything. but here i am being insecure about her, about him and about where i stood positioned.

i got up, leaving the place before i put myself through more hurt than i needed right now. it was so stupid of me to think that staying friends could be easy when i clearly couldn't do that. my eyes getting filled with tears as i just wished to be in his arms and take her place for a moment, for a second even if it was possible. i would just like the once feel the love of the one i wanted and his eyes reserved for me like i was meant to be the one he was looking at. but he said it, she's the love of his life right? no spot for me anymore.

[sagekiosk]

love me like how you used to.

Kalim x Reader — Angst — Romantic — TWST

I’ve been itching for some Kalim x Reader Angst, and I couldn’t find anything that could suffice so I just thought that I’d make it myself. This could probably be seen as Yandere, or not, depends on you.

TW: Grammatical Errors, Typos probably, owie my heart angst. Some stuff probably don’t make sense, Didnt proofread. Squint real hard and you’ll probably see some Silver x Reader, OOC probably sorry huhu. Kalims one sided rivalry with silver. Kalim probably being an ass??

once again, characters might be OOC.. so please don’t attack me for this.

“I love you.” the words slipped out of your mouth, something that you’ve been wanting to say for such a long time. How could you not say it though? The setting was perfect, just you and Kalim in Ramshackle sitting on the stairway entrance looking up at the skies. You so sure that Kalim felt the same way too, you calculated everything.

Kalim sat up and you followed, his eyes staring at you wide in shock. It’s almost as if he was speechless. Maybe he felt the same way? Maybe he was waiting for this moment just like you did? You sure hope so..

So why did his expression turn from happy to discomfort? Why were his eyebrows arched? Why did his smile falter when you said so? You could feel your stomach churning. Maybe it was a mistake— no, no you’re sure that he feels the same way!

All of those times where you comforted him, helped him through his struggles when Jamil couldn’t be there. And all of the hang outs you both did to release some stress. He gifted you so many things too! You constantly put so much effort into being what he wanted you to be. Kalim narrowed his gaze managing to keep up a slight grin to make the situation less awkward than it is already.

“I-I’m sorry.. I don’t feel the same way.”

he stammered out, shattering your heart into millions of pieces. Kalim only saw you as a close friend, nothing more. You blink back the tears forming in your eyes.

“We can still stay as friends! Don’t worry, I’ll just forget about all of this if it makes you feel better—“ he tried to reassure you putting his hand on your shoulder looking at your saddened expression. He feels guilty, he feels horrible.

you shook your head chuckling awkwardly. “It’s fine, I understand.. I would just like some space.” Pushing his hand away you stand up slowly. “You should get going Jamil is probably looking for you.”

the tears were threatening to fall down your cheeks, but you hold them back as you didn’t wanna look weak. Kalim wanted to protest- but he didn’t. He only nodded getting up going back to Scarabia.

You didn’t even try to watch him walk away, you walked into your dorm closing the door. Slamming it slightly, and you immediately let everything out. You leaned onto the door burying your face into your palms.

It hurts, your heart hurts so much. You feel so stupid so dumb, of course Kalim wouldn’t like you! He’s from a family of royals- you’re just a nobody from another world, he treats you the same way he treats everyone.

You were just a friend, nothing more nothing less. Why did you believe that he liked you back!? You feel so heartbroken, you feel like ur an idiot. You’re nothing special.

the rest of ur days were spent being comforted by grim and adeuce feeling absolutely tired. You tried to stay motivated with school, and stuff, but for some reason you just couldn’t let go. Being rejected sucks real bad.

Of course nobody knew except your close friends, the professors noticed you’re feeling a bit down so they lessened the strictness and work for you. And you haven’t seen Kalim in a while, you guess it’s because of Jamil.

Mentally thanking Jamil, since you couldn’t handle seeing the person who just rejected you and needing some space. It didn’t stop the gifts appearing on ur doorstep though. You didn’t want anything that could remind you of Kalim at the moment so you always leave them be till they disappear.

it’s not like you hated Kalim, no, you just needed some time to yourself. Kalim was the one person in NRC who was genuinely kind, first meeting he didn’t look down on you or saw you weak. He treated you kindly, and wasn’t snobby. He was like a fresh breath of air!

Maybe you shouldn’t have fallen for him, he was doing the bare minimum after all. He was just being kind.. You feel stupid for letting your feelings take over. All in all you just feel like a big dumb dumb.

You just wished he wasn’t so nice, huffing to yourself not paying any mind to your surroundings you accidentally tripped on something.. wait, no, someone? Looking down you see a boy with silver hair, a peaceful expression on his face. He’s wearing green and black so you assume he’s from that Diasomnia. His silver hair reminded you of Kalim a bit making your mood tank.

Suddenly you felt a stinging sensation from your knee, you look over to see that your skin got scratched from the concrete. You winced and tried to stand up to try and get to the infirmary— but instead you tumble and fall again but this time you were caught.

You looked up to see the boy you tripped on holding you with a worried look on his face. “I’m sorry, are you okay?” he asked. You were stunned, gosh he looks gorgeous— I mean what?

You were too busy admiring his face that you forgot to answer. He tilted his head to the side looking even more concerned. “Yes! Yep, I’m fine, sorry..” you chuckled awkwardly standing up properly.

“Are you sure? Your knee..” he looked down to your knee, as blood was trailing down your leg. You looked down to see that your socks are stained with blood making you wince

“It’s just a scratch, I’ll get to the clinic..” looking back up at him he bummed and held your shoulder.

“Let me take you there, your knee is injured because of me after all.” He suggested, and it reminded you of Kalim making you feel like you’re gonna start crying again. The boy called out to you, making you snap out of ur thoughts shaking them away.

“Alright, thank you.. uhm, what’s your name?” You stammered. He introduced himself as silver and you introduced yourself to him too, and soon you both found yourself to be really close friends.

Slowly you forgot about Kalim, your feelings washing away. Spending more time with Silver, napping or just chilling in general. You found being around him quite relaxing and you’re glad that he found your company just as enjoyable.

Months passed, you and Kalim reconnected but this time as friends. You spent less time with him and more time around silver though

Kalim had mixed feelings about this, tossing and turning on his bed. He’s happy that you’re doing better! He loves seeing his friends smile! But he wished that you would spend more time with him like you both used to before. Seeing you spend your time with silver, made him a bit envious.

He tried so hard these past few months to make it up to you too! Sending gifts but you didn’t accept them, and he wanted to talk with you also- but Jamil didn’t allow him sadly.. but he let you be alone for a while.

But now that your back to being friends everything could go back to the same way it did!

But why do you barely pay attention to him? You don’t hate him right! No, he’s sure that you don’t. He wants to spend time with you just like how you both used to. Even if it’s just for a few minutes.. all you give him is a smile or nod

the only time you do talk to him is when it’s for school, and when he does try to make plans with you it seems that your already busy with silver!

He’s happy you’re doing better than before, he does really! He missed you so much, he missed the way you smile he way you laugh.. the way your hair flows when it’s windy. He missed when you combed his hair right when he wakes up. The way you would join him in his antics

he missed everything you both did together.. the way you would go on for about hours on your interests. He especially missed your voice. wait, isn’t this how people feel when they’re in love?

…

When the realization hits Kalim, it hits him like a double decker bus making him sit up in his bed. He.. loves you? No way.. Days go by after this realization, Kalim’s heart flutter every time he sees you. His face feels warm when he hears your laugh. He really loves seeing you happy, but seeing you laugh with silver by your side instead of him.. he feels.. jealous.

No way.. he really does love you.. haha! He loves you! It’s a nice feeling, it makes him feel warm and giddy whenever he thinks about you. Is this how you felt? But he rejected you.. so.. He feels bad now.

He’s now set on getting you back, you and silver are just friends right? He hopes so! It starts with him appearing more in your life. Oh! You need help with your homework? Don’t worry he’s here to help— you were planning on asking silver?.. okay.. but he can be some sort of help to you though! Right?

Obviously that doesn’t work, just makes him more jealous.. but doesn’t matter! He’ll try to swoon you with gifts! You always loved his gifts, right? He sends you gifts daily based off on what you like.

oh! you’ve been eyeing that one particular ring for some time now? don’t worry! Kalim bought ten of those for you!.. and.. you don’t want it?.. no? You already have it?

But how— oh. Silver already bought one for you? Doesn’t matter! Just take what he bought for you!..

okay.. so that doesn’t work either! Doesn’t matter! He’ll host parties in your name, oh! Your coming? Great! And when you get there he sees you!.. with silver..

Kalim couldn’t take it anymore. He grabs your hand and drags you to a different room, far away from everyone else— far from the party.

“Kalim? Is something wrong?” you asked looking at the boy who was facing the ground. You tried to pull your hand away from his but his grip on you is tight.

“Kalim, please let me go.” you pleaded trying to pull your hand away once more, but failed. Kalim looks up at you with tears forming in his eyes

“I’m- hic sorry..” he sobbed squeezing your hand. You stared at him in shock, what was he apologizing for?

“Kalim whats wrong?” You furrowed your eyebrows pulling him into a gentle hug. He reluctantly hugs you back, starting to sob into your shoulder.

”I miss you, I miss you so much— I miss when you would hang out with me, I miss when you would laugh and smile just because of me— I miss everything of you.”

this leaves you in shock, you just stood still. Is he really doing this to you? When everything was going so great in your life? When you finally moved on-

“Please! Just please, treat me the same way as before..” he pulled away looking at you right in the eyes. You could see tears running down his cheeks his eyes red, your mouth went agape. At first you didn’t know what to say— but after a few moments of silence you knew what to say.

“Kalim I’ve moved on, I’m sor-“ you were cut off by Kalims hand covering your mouth

“I- I don’t understand..” He sobbed. “Why.. why can’t you just love me like how you used to?”

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and that’s a wrap! I was bored and the ending was lowkey rushed, I swear this was so much better in my head- thanks for reading this far. This was a shitty fic 😭 it’s my first official one too, oh btw if anyone has any asks, ask way 👀

[cringe--is--dead]

formally asking for part two of misguided hearts, please!! it was an amazing read!! I'm so excited to see what will happen next :) your writing is absolutely phenomenal ❤️

A/N: We are gonna pretend it hasn't been for forever since I've not only posted on here, but done anything with DBZ. Anyways! Here we are!

The Blind (No Longer) Leading the Blind (Part Two)

Misguided Hearts (Part One)

"I still think you should let Gohan and I spar."

Trunks was on the same topic, pouting, though he'd argue he wasn't, as you fussed over your hair and your makeup, finally settling on an outfit with your mom's help. You sighed, turning to where he was seated on your bed.

"And I told you-- no fighting my friends."

"He made you upset though," He was looking at you as if you were the one who made no sense in this situation.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head fondly at him, "Gohan didn't upset me."

Though he didn't believe you, "I could stop being friends with Goten?"

You moved to sit across from him, watching as he held one of your pillows to his chest, glaring at your comforter.

"Trunks I appreciate you being ready to fight on behalf of me, but you don't need to. And you especially don't need to drop your best friend for me." You ruffled his hair, and laughed at the offended noise he made, trying to bat you away.

"Whatever. If you come home crying I'm gonna tell dad."

You narrowed your eyes at him, all affection leaving, "You wouldn't."

You hadn't even told your dad you were going on a double date. The man would more than likely have a conniption. The first time a guy showed interest in you he declared no mortal good enough for his daughter and declared anyone after your heart and your hand needed to beat him in a match. You had been thirteen. It was embarrassing. Yet part of you had reveled in his protectiveness of you.

"I would."

You heard your mom shouting your name downstairs, and the jitters that had mellowed out hit you full force. You stood, motioning for Trunks to do the same.

"No hanging out in my room when I'm not here, brat."

He stuck his tongue out at you, "I don't wanna be in your dumb room anyways."

He dodged the smack you sent towards his arm and left you alone. Taking a deep breath, you forced a light expression on your face. Delaying the inevitable wouldn't do you any good.

"You at least look lovely honey," Your mom comforted you, and you smiled at her.

"Thanks, mom."

You made your way to the door, grabbing a thin jacket in case it got nippy, and opened the door, unprepared to see Gohan, Videl, and Erasa at your front door.

You blinked for a moment, staring at the three of them-- Erasa was your date for the double date?

Interesting.

"Sorry," Gohan rushed to apologize, "Erasa insisted we all went together."

The blonde beamed at you from where she stood, and though you were dreading this interaction, you could never dread hanging out with Erasa, and her happiness was always contagious.

"It's alright," You smiled back, shutting the door behind you, "Let's just hurry before dad finishes with his morning training."

Gohan shuddered at that, and the four of you moved to head off. Erasa was practically bouncing as she walked, far more excited than she had been earlier this week. Videl was with her, moving every so often to keep her from drifting into the street or getting distracted by something near by. You couldn't help but smile at the pair, Videl was always so soft with her friends.

"So," Sucks that it meant Gohan had to be stuck walking with you instead of his date, but hey, you'd soak up the time, "My mom says hi. And that you need to come over for dinner soon."

"Well, I'll never pass up an opportunity for Chi-Chi's cooking," He smiled at that, a bright look on his face as you continued, "We still have that project due soon so I could come over some time this week?"

"Yeah! That'd be great. Sorry in advance for how mom will be." He paused, "And dad, come to think of it."

You quirked an eyebrow at him, "I've known your parents since I was a kid, Gohan. I know how they'll be."

"Yeah, but this will be different. Well not really, for us I suppose. But for them. Mainly mom." He sighed, as if already exhausted by the dinner that hadn't even happened yet, "And dad's just excited that that gives him more excuses to hang out with Vegeta."

"That it-- what?"

He laughed as if your confusion was not only expected but entertaining to him, "I know. I told him that just because we're seeing each other it doesn't mean he gets to go over and bug your dad every day. Not to mention I think it'll just be another reason for Vegeta to not like him. Or me."

Your mind was reeling, and you felt yourself slowing down your walk, trying to process and make sense of what he was talking about. Gohan seemed almost too lost in his mind to notice at first.

"I wonder if there's some Saiyan tradition he's going to make me partake in. Or-- hey, what's up?"

He turned, and you realized you had gone from slowing down to not walking entirely.

"Gohan-- what are you talking about?"

It was his turn to look confused. "Well I mean, dad doesn't know a whole lot about Saiyan traditions so he never really did anything special with mom. I figured Vegeta would probably remember more so if there was one he'd force me to do it. It probably has something to do with sparring, knowing him."

"Why would-- why would you need to know about Saiyan traditions regarding-- what does my dad have to do with this?"

By now both Videl and Erasa had turned to look at you two, confused as to why their trip was pausing. Gohan looked from you, to the pair of them. The cafe was within sight, so he told the pair to go ahead, and you two would catch up in a moment.

Head tilted, he looked at you curiously, "Because if I'm taking you out then he's either going to have my head or make me partake in some... Saiyan courting ritual I know nothing about." He grinned slightly, joking as he said, "I'd like to get a head start on it so I don't lose against him."

"Why would you need to fight my dad in a Saiyan courting ritual to date Videl?"

You were met with silence as Gohan stared at you, mouth parted slightly.

"What are you talking about?" Before you could respond he stepped closer to you, "I'm-- I'm not interested in Videl? I asked you on this date?"

"No you didn't!"

"I did!" The pair of you seemed to be growing almost frustrated with each other.

"When?"

"When we were working on the project in your room-- I told you about the double date and you said you wanted to come!"

"Yeah, you said you and Videl wanted me to come on a double date. Meaning you and Videl were one couple, and I was--"

"Oh my God," He muttered to himself, rubbing his eyes under his glasses before pausing, looking at you with the biggest puppy eyes you had ever seen on him, "I messed this up."

He stepped forward, gently taking one of your hands into his, and you found yourself unsure of what to do or say.

"I... was asking you out. I wanted to come here with you. Videl had managed to get herself to ask Erasa out, but was too nervous for a one-on-one first date. So the agreement was I had to man up and ask you out."

"You... didn't do that well."

He laughed quietly, "I'm realizing this now." He paused, "Does this mean that... your answers changes now that you--"

"No!" Your voice was louder than you intended it to be, "No, no I... God, Gohan I was practically heart broken that I thought you were into Videl. I love her, don't get me wrong but I've had the biggest crush on you since we were kids."

His grin grew, becoming soft and almost dopey looking, "That's funny. I've had a crush on you since we were kids, too."

You could have face palmed then and there, could have cried or screamed with the amount of emotions you were feeling. Apparently, despite taking after your genius of a mother, you were an idiot.

"Oh," You blinked, "That's why Trunks was mad at you."

"What?"

"I was..." Moping. "Upset cause I thought you liked Videl. He heard me complaining to mom and wanted to fight you."

"Oh," He looked contemplative, "That... checks out. I'm just glad he hadn't told your dad yet."

You giggled, "He said if I came home crying he would."

"Well," He took your hand in his more securely, tugging you gently towards the entrance of the cafe, "I suppose I just have to make this an excellent first date."

[bordysbae]

Can I get “don’t feel special that i’m here, my mom made me come.” “mhm, sure.” And “are they fighting again?” “worse, they’re kissing” for Adam Fantilli please and thank you <3

“favor”

adam fantilli x f!reader

not proof read oops

“absolutely not mom! i’m not going to his stupid hockey game!” you roll your eyes. your mom then lets out a huff, “please y/n? just do me one favor. i know you guys haven’t spoken since last year, but please? you don’t even have to talk to him,” your mom begs.

“fine. i’m only doing you a favor because i expect one in return,” you groan, obeying her wish and slipping on your shoes. you guys head towards the hockey rink, where part of the fantilli family would be waiting for you two. “oh y/n hi! it’s been so long!” julia fantilli—your mothers lifelong best friend—pulls you into a hug.

“julia, hi! it’s been too long!” you put on a fake smile. the reason you haven’t seen the fantilli family in so long is because you and adam got in a huge fight last year. everyone knows about it since you and adam were best friends, and it came as a shock to everyone. ever since then you’ve tried your best to avoid any events with the fantilli family. but the only ones you couldn’t get out of were the annual events, such as friendsgiving, christmas, and easter. the fight happened last christmas, when you had left the christmas eve dinner to go hang out with your (now ex) boyfriend. both sets of parents said it was okay, but adam flipped out at you the next day.

you two have barely spoken since.

you still to this day never got a full explanation on why adam freaked out, but you’re still angry. it’s been over a year, yet you two have hardly spoken any words to each other besides things like: “happy thanksgiving” “merry christmas” or even “can i borrow a pencil?”

—

as you walk into the hockey rink, the cool air sends a little chill against your arms. it’s been so long since you went to one of adam’s games that you forgot how cold it can get. you take your spot in the bleachers next to your mom, with giulano on your left.

“so, watcha been up to kid?” he asks, making a little smile appear on your lips. giuliano has always been a second father to you, and julia has been a second mom to you too.

“not much, just thinking about colleges i wanna tour next year. i can’t believe i’m gonna be a junior, i can remember me and adam in kindergarten like it was yesterday,” you chuckle, a somber smile forming at your lips. you dwell on the old memories of you and adam, and you can tell giuliano does the same.

“he misses you, y’know” he says, looking out at the ice waiting for the game to start. suddenly your mouth runs dry, “what?”

“don’t play dumb, i know you heard me. i think you should talk to him,” giuliano shrugs. before you can retort, the team skates out onto the ice, and the starting lineup stands on the ice for the national anthem. as you’re sitting back down, you spot the ‘C’ on luca’s jersey.

“luca’s captain now?!” you exclaim.

“yep! first season as captain, we’re so proud of him!” julia chimes in.

“wow, i really have missed a lot,” you mumble. giuliano turns to you and whispers in your ear, “i told you! you should talk to him, like seriously.”

—

adam scores the winning goal, and you find yourself jumping to your feet and clapping. you catch yourself and stop immediately, but your mom is already sending you a smirk. as the two freshly showered boys exit the locker room, adam’s eyes widen when he sees you.

“y/n, hi,” he awkwardly states

“congrats adam,” you say before immediately going to congratulate luca on becoming captain. julia takes your moms hand and goes to greet some of the other parents, meanwhile luca leaves to fill up his water bottle. leaving you and adam.

“um, is there a restroom anywhere?” you ask shyly.

“yeah, follow me.”

you walk next to adam as he leads you around the corner, to a little area with two unisex restroom. you thank him, but stop in your tracks before opening the door. you turn around and see adam beginning to make a 180, but you stop him.

“adam, i’m sorry,” you say, catching his attention. he turns around with a confused look. “for what?” he asks.

“i don’t know, but i’m sorry. i did something that upset you last year, and i’m sorry. although i don’t know what it is, i apologize. i never wanted to upset you nor did i want us to stop being friends. i miss you adam,” you state.

“no, i’m sorry. i never gave you an explanation on why i got so mad, and i regret that. i miss you too. i got mad because i was jealous. you and jackson had only been dating a month, and it didn’t bother me until you ditched our annual dinner for him. i thought that you were gonna slowly drift from me towards him, so i got mad. it’s so stupid, but i guess it also helped me realize my feelings for you,” he shrugs. your breath hitches, and before you can even think, you lips crash against his.

at first he doesn’t kiss back, but he soon realizes and kisses back. he deepens it by putting a hand behind your head, and your hands find their way around his neck.

luca walks around the corner looking for you, and gasps. he scurries over to his mom, “mom! you won’t believe adam and y/n!”

she lets out an audible sigh, “are they fighting again?”

“worse! theyre kissing!” the older fantilli chuckles, looking at the reaction on both his parents and your mothers faces. at that moment, you and adam walk around the corner towards the bleachers, and see everyone looking at you two.

“well, we’re friends again,” you awkwardly chuckle, looking up at adam. everyone decides it’s best not to mention the kiss, and head towards the cars for the ritual post game ice cream. you and adam walk slowly behind everyone else, catching up on things.

“i’m surprised you came, i was wondering when you’d next show up to a game,”

“don’t feel special, my mom made me come,” you roll your eyes jokingly.

“mhm sure”

[casuallycryingoverbooks]

Okay so after kind of a long break cuz i felt like i burned through most of season 8 waiting for Mulder to get back i just started watching s08e19 Alone. Here are my thoughts

Aaaaahhhhh i love Dogget he’s grown on me so much. He and Scully actually care about each other as friends

Mulder taking an active role in Scully’s pregnancy after being justifiably distant since he’d been returned makes me melt

“Agent doggets a big boy, he can tale care of himself. You have to worry about the little boy. Little girl? Little boy? Or little girl?” AH BARK BARK

No dogget’s spent too much time with Scully he’s touching unidentified goup with his bare hands

Dad!skinner telling Scully she’s not aloud into the office. Skinner acting like Mulder and Scully are the two children he never wanted but begrudgingly loves anyway is my everything

Scully you should mot be autopsying that body and everyone knows it except for you apparently and btw put a goddamn mask on

Mulder is concerned about his son and his wife, partner (girl?) friend more than any x-file

When tf was it confirmed that the baby is mulder’s?

I was so distracted by Mulder and Scully I forgot 8 was supposed to be worried about Dogget what’s going on

When x-files agents drop random history lessons>>> please tell me more about the prohibition

Skinner: mulder your not supposed to be out here. Mulder does what mulder wants

A “walk in the woods” or “nice trip to the forest” has never gone well for this man

“I didn’t catch a name agent-“ “kersh.” HAHAHAHA agent mulder is not a field agent but he doesn’t have to be if he’s not agent Mulder

Mulder looks really good in this episode

Nah dog (random evil biologist guy) get away from my new son (dogget)

Agent Harrison pisses me off, girl no way you read all the reports and went “i wanna do that!!!” And THEN you were freaked out. Like do i love the xfiles? Yeah! Is a career path im considering with an intelligence agency like the fbi? Yeah. Would i ever want to work on an xfile if they were real? Nope nope nope

MULDER SCULLY FACETIME CALLS ARE BACK HELLLLLLL YEAHHHHH

Skinner reprimanding Mulder is back can i get a waahooo?

“You re-gifted my apollo medallion” yes and i wish she fucking didn’t

ENZYMES THOSE ARE ENZYMES (ha, i was right)

“Talk about the blind leading the blind” man-

Rut row raggy

Yes, let’s shoot a firearm when we can’t see anything! That’s a really good idea!

Bad mulder! That is not something we say and then hang up on our wife, partner (girl?) friend

That is a big fucking lizard and I’m getting the feeling i was already supposed to know about it but wasn’t paying attention

Mulder bby they are not your colleagues you are unemployed

“It’s alright, it’s just me” Ahhhh soft dogget

Can Dogget and Mulder be bros please

Mulder you absolutely fucking moron ❤️❤️❤️

“Aim at me” “No!!! I’ll shoot you” “your not gonna shoot me”x4 Haha i cant believe that fucking worked

MULDERS HAND ON SCULLYS BACK AAAAH

Mulder giving Dogget the medallion ahhhhh

I’m very articulate rn

She’s such a fan hahaha

“It was never actually proven it was a spaceship-“ “it wasn’t?” + more bickering “you were frozen and then I hugged you untill you were not frozen anymore” THATS CANON NOW

[vio-starzz]

Random friend appreciation moment!?

(lots of spelling errors and words ahead)

bcuz

im bored

First of all, to everyone seeing this…. wether youve been @ or not….

you matter. youre living, youre trying, and you deserve the world. life may be destroying you, you may be at a road where you dont even know what to do! but, you arent alone. i promise you, you’ll never be alone. maybe you wont fond as much comfort or love irl, but, you can get through this. life wont stay terrible forever unless you let it. unless you dont try to be better, and change. we all make mistakes, nobody is perfect, but that does NOT mean you are a failure. Hell, just being here means so fucking much. Life isnt a simple ride forward, it never is a straight, smooth ride, but, you can fight through the storms and bumps along the way. I believe you can do anything. Forget society standards or expectations, be YOU. Get through this on your own terms. Maybe the hate is weighing on you and its got to you strongly, but you leaving wont change or fix anything…Youve got this, keep fighting amd existing as your own unique self. Keep stealing things from fictional characters and living life how you wanna. Im proud of you, even of you think youve done nothing, even if people have said the opposite your whole life, im proud of you, and you fucking got this damnit. Forget what others think, you write your future, you choose what you want. Dont give up, youve got so much ahead of you.

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Ghost; You. God. ilysm. You mean a lot to me, and i cant even remember when i met you here for the first time. But god, i dont know where i’d be had you not shown up…. honestly, youve helped me so much. i love our stupid little moments, our random ass platonic marriage, the vc’s, the similarities in our music sometimes…like, i love you for how weird and stupid and silli you are /p /affec /pos, like. you mean so much, and we. should rlly have plans. okay. we like. you gotta introduce me to how the hell monster tastes like, just, like. we gotta hug one day. you mean so much to me, and ive never actually been in the same room as you. youve brightened up my day, youve made me feel better, and i cant imagine what id do without you <3 ( @justalilghosty )

Cal; Cal. One of my many online mothers. I. Ilysm. Okay, youre such a silly little gremlin and i love that. Genuinely. Youre so silly and fun and just overall someone i can feel i trust. You take absolutely stunning photos, and you help people so much. Youve helped me a lot, and you’re honestly just so kind. Kind and caring. Life has been am ass to you, yeah, but, I literally just wanna steal your cat, and hug you, and like. Besties. Youre art is so nomable, and i love how wacky and interesting your ideas get /affec /pos! Youre the momther Cal, and i love that! I love that youre here and i get to scream momther anytime i see you and how you just….make me feel good. You say things a lot that just, warms my heart. Ilysm, and that wont ever change. No matter how much random ass crimes be committed. ( @cal-the-duende )

Sherlock; Youre my bird mother. Like, the birb mother but also… Youre my meme giver. Do i know why you started sendomg me memes? fuck no, but, i love them sm. I AM a garlic breeder, and just, genuinely- youre kind and amazong and helpful. You give tips and are willing to talk about things. You have a cool ass cosplay of tp link, and we, gotta hug. like, you mean so much, and i love just hanging out woth you and screaming and just. being. friends. being able to communicate with one another, and sharing interests and just saying random stupid things. youre amazing. ( @link-or-sherlock )

Silver; Older sister my beloved…. Youre just physically a kind soul. Like, youre ao kind and caring and you really give older sis vibes. You help people ao much, and rb such random things and just. youre always fun to check up on, say hi too, and just, talk. like, its cery nice knowing you. ome of the first people i ever found in tumblr, and someone i truly wanna stay around. you write fun things, you give hugs when asked and just, seem sometimes like a shoulder to cry on. you like random things, have a very pettable doggo…. just, ive enjoyed being able to send asks, and how kind you are to my art and writing makes me so happy sometimes ( @silvercaptain24 )

Shinso; You. I dont send asks often, and i seem to always lose your blog, but youre so…kind. and loving, you send asks to me even if i dont to you as often. You rb my things and things i rb, youre just, overall fun. i love seeing you around, even if its not often youre so sweet and kind to me, and i truly hope the best for you <3 ( @callmeshinso )

Dragon; DRAGON!!!! I. Get so overwhelmed by how many ppl i follow, and seem to commonly lose your blog, but truly, ilysm. I love your silly little dragons you draw, just how stunning your art gets. how you drew me one of the eyeball kitties on a whiteboard as a doodle and i just- kfjahfhsbf. ilysm!!!! youve been so kind and generous and sweet and i just wanna give you a small little kitten plush named pinecone and just, hug you. youre so kind and i love seeing you around, i cant forget how loving and sweet you are, and just, ilysm. truly. ( @here4dragons )

Trippy; Heres the thing trippy. we met on the palls discord server, like, thats such a wild place to meet and at forst i was soooo confused and scared on how to interact with you, and i wanted to eat ur art so bad- but now? of we aint besties, youve wounded me hard /j. its so silly and stupid and silly stupid the random conversations we’ve had. and just, how cool your art is….and you simping. i find that really funny, like, woah gurl. bark quietly- /hj, but, like, yeah. we get so silly and random and i ended up drawing riake for u like. we be friendos. we should hig more often, and i swear, i’ve definitely/j flirted with you on the server ( @trippygalaxy )

Bailey; The one who screams rulie….. you cant take four from me though. anyways, youre very sweet and loving, we definitely should hug one day, but, also…. i admit. we have fun making fun of you. making fin of you and….being able to….mess with your typos. like, ily, but also, i am a bit of an asshole /affec, like. you slay gurly. you and your attacking guliver, the fandom comments on the server, the way i might just be eating ur art….i mean- im innocent. ( @baileyboo2016 )

Shy; beeesstiieeee!!!! i am incapable of forgetting you and yoir amazong skills and how silly atupid we are together sometimes /affec /pos, but, i can forget thaf we’re mutuals. like. you follow me back os so shattering to me sometimes, but ily. ly and the way i keep recognizong fandoms you talk about, and i jusy wanna eat ur art even of it doesnt happen that often like….idk. its just pretty edible to me. o should extra consume it while playin the silly miku game and screaming iver the game breaking on me, like, hwhfjsbf. but. we be hardcore besties and im. nomin on your ask box. i’ve accidentally fully imfested it with moss. so not sorry /j ( @shyrule )

Vio; Youre. Genuinely so sweet and caring amd kind amd helpful an…..- look, i havent known you all that long, true. but, its really nice to see you around. youre so cool and silly and weird /pos, but like. youre weirdness and strangeness is so cool most times. like, i was full on doin flappy hands to the point it kinda hurt, but also, you had made me so happy, and that…one time you called me kiddo like. i was screamin. that made me so unbelievably happy i was bouncing off the walls with excitement. i know ive done a few things that have made you uncomfortable a few times, but! i truly am sorry about them, and are gonna try my best to not make the same mistakes again! i never wish to be rude in any way, and i do sometimes slip up and make people uncomfortable, but i really will try to be better at that. /gen ( @plzleavebeealone )

Shade; Shade!!!!! Youre honestly so amazong and i wanna eat your writing…oh. and! silli friend. we truly can be chaotic spawns of the devil, and we also can be really random at times. go us— but! its so amazing being your friend and literally i LOVE the nickname buzzy sm. like. when i show you that emote of flappy hands, trust me i am DOIN IT. i may be incredibly awkward and random at times, but, i feel like we are awkward and random together /pos. like, i make fun of you for being bitchless. yea, but. hun. its cuz you are— /j i rlly do enjoy being your friend and the whole chaos we become, and the random gay stuff that happens…also you and teippy are the biggest simps ive ever met. like. werent you full on barking at a drawing of time? /lh ( @skyward-shade )

Mushroom; Do we talk a lot? Not rlly.. am o eating your art? yea. am i eating your blog….? >:3 that ones not up for debate, i just wanna gently devour it like a crazy being. Youre so silly tho, and i think we should totally like. hug and eat moss together and have moss and. and. we should just sit in a mushroom and moss forest and like. be the best mossy sibling ever. like, we slay that way— ( @mushr0oms-and-m0ss )

Void; ….Youre so silly and wverywhere and kind and i hust. okay, we have such random moments, and im still measing with the lcirews you sent me and just. werw friends like. really friends. im eating your designs, and your thoughts and brain….and hand. i just wanna give ya a lil nom. like. yes hugs you. but also. ilysm and its so fun talking and hugging and random atuff and ocs— just. thank u for exsisting, now, hugsyou, and, let me eat you. /pos ( @technologyvoid )

Levis; Aaaaa… Youre honestly so kind. and carong, amd lonely. like, if i wasnt so awkward i would hig and be your friend sm. but, i cant talk for that long becuase im no communication expert (rlly bad at comverse) but truly, you have been so kind and sweet to me. youve helped me understand things, youve showed up an been kind, youve been someone i can be friends with, youve given me facts about moss, checked up on my when im having a hard time or make a certain post- and honestly…i wish i could do the same to you, because with how kind you are you deserve so much. truly. ily. /p ( @howl-at--the-sun )

Link; friemd <3 anyways, youre amazing. kind. caring. random. ailly. fun. i enjoy being your friend, truly. its been great knowing you, and you are a very kind and wonderful person who i am hugging and we get to hug together. yeah? like, its so nice to enjoy time with you, wether that be sit in a vc and in the chat be talking about eating boulders, wether its you checking up on me during life and doing food/hydration/eep checks like, its nice to get those, because it does remind me. thank you. sm for being here and being a lil silly. ( @linksarehere )

Mewo; Frienmd!!!!! youre just honestly sich a silly artist and i love everything that you come up woth and create. its always fun and cheering to see you around, and honestly, you got me through a hard time. i was gonna quit art, truly. i was gonna throw it all away, delete any apps, get rid of paper and just, drop it all once again….but i didnt. i didnt because your art has been very inspiring. i honestly love your style! its always stunning and silly to see, and i, truly just. i wanna eat your art style. seriously i just. do. you have so many fun things about you amd youre just honestly so silly and i love that about you. /gen /p, i love that you draw weird stuff and that you just exist to share stuff so beautiful. i always love seeing your art, and i really do save it because it makes me happy and fun to see! ( @strawberry-catcake )

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The whole entire palls: We’re just in general so fucking chaotic, but such a big fucking family I love it. I’m getting snatched by so many of yall, and just, running off to the actual palls and we r gonna hang out, and die, and cry, and just. make a whole ass snuggle pile because that seems really nice, and we should all just group hug and have a huge ass pillow fight, because we’re so. confusing, i love it. Like, yes, lets commit arson together, lets commit a buncha crimes— lets become the local mafia. just. i love you all. ( @pallweople )

….

i understand that this is not any and all of my friends, but i swear. truly, i mean this, when i say, i love you. i really do care about you. i truly live having moots and random interactions and sending my silly little asks into peoples inboxes…. like, i truly, love you all. thank you for being here, and somehow loving my creations— and me as a person.

if i ever make someone uncomfortable/annoyed/any thing negative or hard for you; i will. i truly will try to change and not do that again. im trying to be a nice perfect, and i know i fuck up sometimes, and make things uncomfortable other times…but. i do care, and i truly am trying my best.

i cant read your mind, but i best well can try to be a good friend/sibling/stranger— a good person.

[sgcairo]

More Mamatorre thoughts:

-Whenever they see eachother for the first time in months, they start giggling and spinning around like school girls

-She has an old photo of baby Dottore chewing on a ruin guard part and claims it's "on of her favorites"

-In the hallway of her house the walls are full of photos, and the first time she met Pants she spend at the very least an hour explaining the story behind each and every one of them

- Since she and Dot have their own lil spot for their picnics, she went and found a seperate small spot for her and Anastasiy to hang out when they wanna go outside

- I feel like her favorite fruit would be some kind of citrus, something like oranges or grapefruits

- She always makes sure to give Anastasiy some pressed flowers from her garden to send back home when he visits

- When Dottore was young, any time he'd get angry or frustrated she'd send him outside to chop wood or just destroy something to relieve some stress

- I like to think that whenever her husband was too annoying she'd just put sleeping pills in his coffe(my aunt used to do this but with her in-laws. She was an interesting woman)

- She love pinching Danya's cheeks and likes giving him and all of the clones forehead kisses

- Her house is quite cluttered. You have to watch your step quite a bit to make sure you don't accidentaly knock something over or step on a beaker. She just has lots of things laying around

- She has a glass table with all sorts of moths and butterflies in it

- I feel like she should have at least some kind of animal companion. Maybe a snake?

- I know you mentioned that her teeth are slighlty less pointy than Dottore's, but im gonna double down and say hers are actualy sharper. Dottore, apart from his height and teefs, looks pretty much identical to her. When you look at his dad, you'd probably think he was just some sort of family friend and not actualy related to him

- She has a "Number 1 mom in the world" mug Dot handmade when he was like 10 and she still often uses it to drink her morning tea

All of this, yes, and allow me to add on some little things of my own:

-When Dottore was younger, Mamatorre would tell him to go run around in the woods whenever he was feeling angry/antsy. This led to a dirt covered, absolutely wild Dottore scurrying through the forest at questionable hours of the night, to the point that he would scare the absolute daylights out of travelers passing through the forest, with his pointy teeth and red eyes glowing like some kind of gremlin when fire from a lantern or torch passed by. It didn't help that he had a biting problem at that age, which left many poor souls with a fear of the deep Sumeru forests, and whatever goblin apparently attacked them there. Dottore became something of a cryptid as a result, and when Magdalena eventually heard about it, she laughed so hard she cried.

-Her favorite fruit is actually oranges, believe it or not, and she has a tree she's been nurturing for years in her garden. Whenever the segments visit, she always makes sure to pack them a basket of them for the boat home, just so they don't get scurvy and almost die (again). Unfortunately, they wouldn't stay good long enough to make it back to her son in Snezhnaya, but she always sets one aside when she peels them in the morning for breakfast, only to be painfully reminded that her little Zandik isn't going to run up and squirrel it away.

-She doesn't have an animal companion quite yet, but she does have her own little version of Benben, named Qalbi. It's quite the enthusiastic little thing, and usually floats around the garden beeping along to a tune that only it can hear. Qalbi tends to accompany her into town to deliver "medicine" (mostly to ensure her safety by Dottore's orders), and gets very excited when she gives it a coin to keep for being such a good helper.

-As for her home, it's definitely somewhat cluttered, but it's comforting that way. Unlike Dottore's lab, her cottage is more cozy than cramped, and her equipment is always tucked safely away, so none of the segments will run into it by accident and get hurt. A lot of her more dangerous tools are baby-proofed, because her son's segments are a handful, and also can be little idiots in the heat of the moment. She doesn't want any recreations of Julius Caesar happening in her living room, and that means putting the blades in the secret drawer for safekeeping.

-While you'd think that a man like Dottore would keep his cool when seeing his mother for the first time in literal months to preserve his dignity- you'd be wrong. In fact, he starts shouting at the top of his lungs, and once he reaches Mamatorre, he scoops her up like she weighs nothing, gives her a little spin, and continues to hug her until she manages to extract herself somehow. I mean, she's not much better, also shouting and hugging him back like it's the last hug she'll ever get, but they're both dramatic as all get out, let them have their moment. The segments have similar reactions, except it's a group hug that threatens to squish poor Mamatorre, but she's always delighted to see her favorite little ones. Even if they popped her back a little.

-She absolutely loves braiding little flowers into Danya's hair (and that of the other segments, if they'll stop eating the damn flowers out of her hand). Making little flower crowns and twisting flowers into their hair like she used to do with Dottore when he was little always brings a smile to her face, especially seeing the delight from Danya when he looks in the mirror. It takes some convincing to make any of them take it out, but that only makes her fondness grow.

-Mamatorre is quite lonely, actually. While she seems to be quite friendly, and the people in the nearby village like her quite a bit, she's not... close to anyone. Outside of her son and his cohort, that is. Sure, she knows a few harbingers from her son's letters, and has met a few wayward travelers throughout her time in the woods, but she's almost always alone. It's not that she likes being alone, quite the opposite, but those who are close to her always seem to leave. She won't stop trying to hold onto those she cares about, but it hurts, being old and alone in the middle of the woods, with no one but your son to take care of you. But alas, it's the reality of her life. Perhaps that's why she jumps so readily at the possibility of staying in Zapolyarny for a while, at least there she always has some sort of company, even if it's not the one she came for.

That's all I have for now, but more is coming! Enjoy!

[lovelywhiteroses]

Could you write a little dynamic with Ashton x MC and Ashino from PPB? Like, Ashton and MC are on a date and Ashino is a third wheel?

✨🌹Of course!🌹✨

Though I’m assuming what you mean by Ashino is actually the preppy version of Ashton. I did search them up and I did see that version so hopefully I’m right. Cause I’ll it ever explained in the dirty demo is that he is Ashton so hopefully I’m correct on this.

The third party

Ashton x Reader

You and Ashton were on your 4th date. Luckily after everything you two did discuss boundaries and came to an agreement. The preppy version of him seemed too proper for your liking. You called him Ashino so the two could know who your talking to. Ashton and you we’re enjoying your date until a familiar figure came in. “Hey I didn’t know you guys were also here.” You two looked behind you to see Ashino. Ashton obviously didn’t want him here and you could tell. “Uh hey… why are you here?” Ashino chuckled a bit. “Why, I’m just taking a walk. It’s a lovely day out, wouldn’t wanna miss an opportunity to go outside and enjoy the day when it’s fresh.” You could tell he wasn’t out here for the nice day or just for a walk. If he did he probably wouldn’t be here.. in a place where you and Ashton obviously hang out and talk after a quick lunch or a nice walk around. “Yeah, but we’re both kinda in the middle of something.” Ashton though his hair covered his face could send a glare towards him. He knew his game and was not about to ruin his date with you for that. Of course Ashino obviously knew what he was getting at and decided to play it off as casually as possible. “Oh no worries I’m aware of your little date. I’m simply here to say hello.” Ashino gave a gentle smile only to cover his true intentions. “Is that so?…” Ashton could feel his blood boil at even seeing his smug smile. Every time he thinks he’s going to get you he eventually ends up with the ‘we’re just friends’ trope. Which makes him laugh. You were obviously not gonna ditch him for this guy. “Ahem! I believe me and Ashton should continue our date. The day is still young you know?” You took Ashton’s hand and walked away with him. Throughout the whole date you both ran into Ashino. What a twist.. you and Ashton were obviously not gonna get a single second of peace until he left both of you alone, which obviously wasn’t gonna happen. So the both of you came up with a plan to make him leave, by faking a proposal. It was only your 4th date but it might work. Plus his reaction would probably be funny. When you two gone to a place which was obviously where Ashino was, not to mention beautiful. You and Ashton gone though with the plan. “Oh Ashton! This place is absolutely gorgeous. Why would you bring me here?” You say trying to keep yourself from laughing. Ashton would clear his throat from both nervous and to keep himself composed. “I’ve brought you here to ash a VERY important question.” Ashton got down on one knee. You pulled out a fake surprised gasp. You both could feel Ashino’s glare from here. “Will you do me the honors in marrying me?” Ashton was now trying so hard not to laugh. Before you could say anything another voice came in. “ABSOLUTELY NOT!” Ashino came out from where he was fuming with anger. “ITS TOO EARLY! NOT TO MENTION YOU TWO ARE ONLY ON YOUR 4TH DATE AND I-!” Before he could finish you both started to laugh. Causing him to be confused. “W-Why are you both laughing?! This is no laughing matter!” He then looked at the supposed ring. It was just the plastic ring Ashton had. Ashino’s face heated up in embarrassment, he realized he just fell for a prank. He then just walked away feeling embarrassed. You and Ashton high five each other and continue on with your date. With nonstop talking about how funny it was. Needless to say. Your date wasn’t a complete failure. You got a laugh out of it. And you were glad.

Hopefully the 5th date will be better.

✨🌹A lovely congratulations to this anon for being the first ever request on my account. I hope you all also enjoy this as well. I love you all! And don’t forget to love yourselves.🌹✨

[shxtodxroki]

This is for the matchups for Haikyu! There’s no one i wouldn’t wanna be matched with so anyone is fine!

Appearance: I have short brown curly hair that’s about shoulder length but when straightened it goes down to my butt (Shrinkage is real), I have Hazel eyes and i’m 5 tall. My skin color is pretty tan leaning on the warmer side and i’m Half Black Half Hispanic.

Hobbies: I really like singing and reading. In highschool, I do choir and musical theatre. For sports I love cheerleading and I love reading my favorite book atm is The Butterfly effect!

Personality: I’m an ENFP but when you first meet me i’m shy, really shy but i’ll gradually get more hyper and confident as someone gets to know me. I’m chaotic and a really nice. If someone i don’t know is being blatantly disrespectful i’ll be too shy to say anything but if it’s someone i know i’ll shut that shit down so fast. I’m the Mom friend of the group

Astrology (If you believe in that stuff): My Zodiac sign is a Libra! Birthday is Oct 22!

Extras: My favorite music genre is pop/K-pop. A few of my fav artists are ENHYPEN, Lana del rey and Melanie Martinez. My aesthetic is coquette and light academia. My favorite color is pink and my signature perfume scent is Miss Dior Absolutely blooming & Bath and Body works Champagne Toast! My favorite food is a good chicken sandwich and my fav dessert is Cheesecake! I think that should be everything! Thank you lovely! <3

Thank you thank you so much for messaging me and agreeing to this exchange, I had a lot of fun writing this and you were super friendly and nice to talk to! I hope you enjoy your match-up, I’d love to hear what you think once you read it! And you’re more than welcome to pay a visit to my blog anytime from now on, either to request something or just to chat! :D

I’d Match You With:

Koutaro Bokuto! :)

Reasoning:

Reading your description of yourself, my mind honestly just immediately went to Bokuto before anyone else! You two are so similar in a lot of ways, and even in the ways you differ I feel like they’d just make you match better together! He’s such a sweet, loving s/o, and you’re the perfect person to give him that same love and affection in return :D

Headcanons About Your Relationship:

- Bokuto absolutely love love loves that you enjoy cheerleading! Even if you’re not an official cheerleader for his team, he enjoys seeing you cheer for him in the stands and always looks for you to see your reactions when he does something particularly cool, and when he gets in slumps during games he now looks to you in the audience for a cheer as a pick-me-up rather than forcing Akaashi to give him another pep talk lol

- I can totally see Bokuto being the type of boyfriend to regularly bring food with him whenever the two of you hang out over at your house. He’s pretty much always hungry and knows what you like, so he frequently picks up some chicken sandwiches from your favorite restaurant and two slices of cheesecake from a local bakery on his way! It’s sort of become a ritual for the two of you after his games, and it always manages to lift his mood whether he’s won or lost :)

- Bokuto knows how much he loves having you come see his games, it means a lot to him to see you there and knowing you took the time out of your day to be supportive always warms his heart before a match. So in return, he always makes sure to attend all your choir concerts and your theater performances, no matter how he has to rearrange his schedule to do so <3 He wants to make sure you always feel supported and loved by him, and that you know that he’s just as committed to you as you are to him!

- And because you’re in choir, he also really loves hearing you sing :) Whenever he catches you singing when you’re over at his house or vice versa he’s quick to run into the room with a big grin and joins you (no matter how off-key he is lol he just wants to share the moment with you). And, on those rare days when he’s truly feeling down and having a hard time, he likes to lay his head in your lap and have you sing to him until he eventually drifts off for a nap :>

- I also think Bokuto would be a complete sucker for your curly hair, he just thinks it’s so so pretty! He loves watching you style it or do your hair-care if you have a specific routine and does his best to learn how when he does watch, so if you ever ask him to help he does his absolute best! He just loves getting to help you however he can, and he always thinks you look so pretty at the end <3

- He really really likes your signature scents as well, they both smell so nice to him and always remind him of you :> If he ever has a game away from school that you can’t join him for (after getting all pouty and whining about how much he’ll miss you lol) he always borrows one of your perfumes and spays it on his favorite jacket, because smelling the scent manages to comfort him and make it feel like you’re still there with him in some way. He sees it as a good luck charm <3

- I don’t really see Bokuto as a big reader, he doesn’t hate it or anything but it’s just never really caught his attention and he’s so busy that he just doesn’t often have time to pick up a book and relax. When you two start spending the night together more often, though, sometimes if there’s a book you’re really into he’ll let you read it aloud to him before bed and gets invested into the plot with you, or if you ask him to read a specific book, he does his best to (slowly) listen to the audiobook in his free time!

- Honestly I could see Bokuto being really into k-pop as well! He loves either bright bubblegum concepts or super aggressive, energetic ones (I can see him loving a lot of “noise music” songs, as someone who loves that kind of music myself lol) and whether or not he can dance, sometimes he tries practicing some of the choreography as a work-out if he doesn’t feel up to going to the gym some days! He’s also the perfect concert buddy, he gets so excited and loves singing along and doing all the fanchants alongside you!

- Bokuto very much has the same extroverted, bubbly/energetic and sometimes chaotic vibes that you do once you’re comfortable with someone, so the two of you match each other’s energy really well :D You’re the first person he goes to when he’s excited about something because he knows you’ll be just as giddy and excited as he is, and he just feels so happy and hyped up whenever he’s around you because you manage to return that same energy and excitement back to him!

- Though he’s a total sweetheart, Bokuto also doesn’t tolerate rude or disrespectful people in any form. Whether they’re targeting you directly or just making you uncomfortable and you don’t want to say anything, he’s quick to step in and tell them to get lost because he doesn’t like seeing you so overwhelmed or stressed out! He always wants you to feel at ease with him, and he’ll happily get rid of any disturbances in order to ensure that you do :D

Second Choice:

I also strongly considered Nishinoya when deciding your match-up, and I considered Akaashi as well! Noya gives me similar vibes to Bokuto in a lot of ways, and I could also see the two of you meshing really well together! For Akaashi he’s more subdued then the other two, but he’s incredibly supportive and may be a bit more of a balance for your extroversion, especially since he’s already best friends with Bokuto lol, but in the end I felt Bokuto just fit the best with your personality and interests :)

Song For Your Relationship:

Heart Attack by Chuu <3

[judasisgayriot]

hello again! you once again prove yourself as the queen of heroes ramblings. you responded with so much detail so quickly! loveeee it :)

i wanna ask you more, i like getting your mini ted talks. what are your thoughts on sylar/peter as a ship? i personally don’t really see it in the show, but i’ve read some real good fics with them.

Hahaha omg I love you anon I’m glad someone enjoys hearing my unhinged rants about this show…

Soooo. Maybe the girlies will hate me for this one lol. Thing is, I can see how sylar/peter would lend itself to having some good fics written about it. Like, the concept is there, it has potential. The foundations for a good hero/villain ship are there, they are definitely set up as foils and parallels to each other, they have the whole ‘two sides of a coin’ thing going on. But like you, I don’t really see it in the show at all. It’s like they had the potential but didn’t actually execute it/make me give a fuck about it/make me remotely want to ship it, lol.

It is/was a popular ship in heroes fandom (lol heroes fandom in 2024 is like 12 people but hey) and I do see why for the above reasons. I actually think the episode ‘the wall’ is a great concept but again, they don’t sell me on it/execute it well/actually follow through on making me remotely believe they’d become friends by the end. Right before they break out, having spent what was apparently like 10 years of mind-time together in there or whatever, Peter still hates his guts and wants to smash his head in with a sledgehammer lmao?? (I mean girl same. The whole ‘peter has to forgive sylar, narratively and kind of literally, if he wants to escape the mind prison’ plot point grinds my gears. I think he should get to never forgive him ever for killing Nathan if he doesn’t want to lmao. Shout out to that one fan panel with Milo where he’s like ‘peter would never forgive him he would eviscerate him’ king you are speaking my fucking language lol. I digress.) like afterwards I can buy that sylar has latched onto Peter and wants to be his friend/wants Peter to like, model being a good person for him, but not that Peter actually gives a shit in return or wants anything to do with him lol

(Sidenote, that in itself is a rly interesting concept, and me and @buildarocketboys developed a fic idea about peter agreeing to like, ‘mentor’ sylar and hang out with him but if and only if he kept shapeshifting back into Nathan for him. Now THAT is fucked up and deranged and the good stuff and actually makes me, avowed sylar disliker, feel kinda sorry for the guy lol. Yessss let me marinate in the badwrongness of all of that and how Peter is the one acting fully insane. Anyway. I digress once more.)

Anyway I’m clearly also biased bc I used to like sylar as a character back in the day but sometime over my like 4 rewatches over the last few years he really started pissing me off lol. Now it’s not like I’m being an anti about him being an evil villain or anything, I love a problematic king and I’m a Nathan stan lmao. In fact I only really enjoy sylar when he is getting to be a proper fun cackling all-out villain, he’s actually enjoyable and funny in that mode. It’s the like 9 flip-flopped badly written redemption arcs they keep trying to give him like they’re trying to make me feel sorry for him bc his dad sold him to one direction or whatever, but sorry!! I feel nothing! He’s a whiny bitch and they should have just let him be killed off one of the first 900 times it nearly happened! I don’t have any sympathy and he’s completely lost me lol. So yeah. That does make me biased plus being a Petrellicest girlie and a Nathan stan and an Elle stan sorry I selfishly won’t forgive him for killing them 😔 poor baby serial killer I’m being such a mean hater. Stan my absolutely fucking awful morally confused self hating politician guy instead loooool

Well. All that to say that I see why people ship it, it has interesting foundations that could have led to something good but IMO it just didn’t, I can definitely imagine it has some good fic out there that can sell you on it, but I just don’t see their great poetic love or whatever. It’s soooo ‘baby’ ‘fellow associate’ core by the end lmao. And it actively annoys me. But I am just being a hater I know. Sorry to the cool petlars out there it’s all hashtag my opinion

[the-cult-of-russo]

Sorry

Pairing: Reader/Billy Russo

Warnings: cursing, angst, sadness. 

Request: Hi! Not sure if your taking requests rn but I absolutely love your writing ( and billy ) so much. so if possible could i maybe get a super angsty Billy fanfic where maybe the reader is in the wrong, and its just really sad. Sorry if this is too vague, and if you don’t wanna do it please just ignore me. 

A/N: First off, thank you! Also, I don't know if this was angsty enough. I’m usually so good with the angst but I’ve been feeling a little bit blegh and sad lately so I don't know if this hit the mark so much. 

Name of this one's from the Halsey song by the same name. 

And someone will love you

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

But someone isn't me

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

But someone isn't me

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“You’re really going to do this now?” you asked impatiently, crossing your arms over your chest as you stared at him blandly. You were all dolled up in a tight black dress and heels, make-up and hair done. 

“Why? Afraid I’ll make you miss your date?” he sneered at you. Billy was standing in front of your door, tall and imposing in his suit. His hair was disheveled though from running his hands through it and his eyes were slightly red. You wondered if he’d been drinking. You rolled your eyes heavenward before glancing to the clock. You’d be late for your date at this rate but part of you knew you’d miss it completely because Billy was throwing a tantrum. You really didn’t want to deal with it. 

“What is your problem?” you asked irritably. He chuckled mirthlessly, tilting his head at you.

“What's my- You’ve been seein’ other people behind my back!” he yelled incredulously. You heaved a deep sigh, wondering if you should sit down. This would be a long one and your feet were already starting to hurt from your heels.

“We’ve never been exclusive, Billy,” you muttered, feeling dirty for even saying it. It wasn't a lie though. You’d met three months ago at a bar and he’d taken you back to his place and shown you a good time. He’d given you his number and it started off as casual sex. Good sex. You’d been upfront since the start about you not wanting a relationship. You weren’t in the mood for one right now in your life and any time you’d tried to have a more casual thing with someone, they got possessive and jealous and you’d had to shut that shit down. But Billy had agreed with you, told you he felt the same. And you’d believed him. Believed him more after speaking to a friend about him and she knew who he was and what reputation he had. She’d told you he was a whore and it made you feel better. It meant he wouldn't get attached. You didn't do attached. And so you continued your casual sex with him but you’d always seen other people too. It was the same deal as Billy. It would be casual or a one-nighter only. But you’d admit you went to Billy a little more frequently than the others who had mostly been one-nighters up until now. 

“You’ve got a key to my apartment,” Billy glowered, quirking a brow at you. You grimaced a little as you moved to sit down with a heavy sigh. 

“Because sometimes you like me waiting there for you, ready after you finish work to fuck my brains out,” you huffed. 

You weren't blind or stupid. You’d seen something change with Billy this past month when it came to the pair of you. At first, he’d asked you to meet his friends. You felt a little weird about it but he promised you’d have a good time and it was just so you could hang out with more people, so you’d gone along with it. And you did have a good time and you really got along well with Karen. You didn't think too much of it. But then he gave you a key to his apartment. You’d been stunned, clearly about to freak out, and he’d laughed at your unease, telling you it was to make it simpler. A lot of times, he’d been stressed at work and that's when he’d want to blow off steam with you. And sometimes he got held up and you'd be waiting outside of his apartment. It made sense. This way you weren’t loitering in his hallway bored. You’d let yourself in and wait for him there. Then, a week ago, Karen had been having some girl talk over the phone, asking for advice about Frank. And at some point, she’d casually slipped into conversation that Billy hadn’t seen anyone other than you since a month after you started ‘seeing’ each other. You hadn't known what to say. Something made you feel uneasy about it but you tried not to think about it. He was a busy man, maybe he didn't have time to go look for sex elsewhere and it was easier to just call you up. There was a familiarity there, you knew what he liked. He didn't really have to try so hard. You didn't care if he saw other people or not, so you’d moved on from it. And worst of all, a few days prior, after you’d had sex and you were about to leave, he’d mentioned about you possibly moving in. You’d outright laughed, thinking he was joking because why the fuck would he ever think you’d move in together when you weren’t even in a real relationship. But you knew now that he wasn't joking. You hadn't seen his reaction as you laughed and told him it was a good joke because you’d left right after, being amused by his antics. But now you realized he hadn’t been happy. And now here he was, somehow finding out about a date you were going on. While you didn't do real relationships, you weren’t opposed to ‘dates’ every now and again. If a guy you were fucking wanted to take you out to dinner, who were you to argue? You never lied about wanting anything more than sex, so as long as that was clear, no one would get hurt. But Billy seemed like he didn't get the memo. And out of all the guys you’d been with since starting this with Billy, Billy wasn't the one you ever thought you had to worry about with that after his reputation. Clearly, you were wrong. 

He looked ready to have an aneurysm as he stood in front of the door, as if he thought you'd bolt around him and leave. You didn't exactly care enough about the date to be sad about it. You just didn't want to be dealing with this bullshit. He had this horrible look of hurt on his face and you hated how it made you feel guilty. You shouldn't feel guilty, you never told him you wanted more, this was on him. Yet there was a niggling voice in the back of your head that told you you'd already had a feeling he was into you more than you were him and you had for a while. That you'd chosen to ignore it because he was the best sex you'd ever had and you enjoyed talking to him too. It always made it easier to have a casual fuck buddy you actually liked than one you couldn't stand to be around after. 

“You’re really gonna tell me… that this-” he gestured between the pair of you, “- meant nothing to you?” he asked, a desperate edge to his voice you'd never heard. He’d always been so calm and collected around you. So well put together. The only emotions you’d ever seen of him were lust and annoyance after a bad day at work but you always made that go away for him. It was unsettling seeing him so emotional. And a pang hit your chest at his words, at his sad brown eyes as they pinned you in place. Because he very clearly hadn't been on the same page as you and you were a grade-A bitch for ignoring it on purpose in favor of good sex and now he was hurt. You licked your lower lip, chipping at your freshly painted nails, unable to look at him. 

“We’ve never been serious, Billy. You knew that,” you murmured weakly. He did the joyless laugh once more as he took a looming step towards where you were perched on the sofa. 

“Never serious? What about all the dates I took you on? All the times you hung out with my friends? Or when you'd spend the night and the morning after we’d have breakfast together? Or meetin’ for lunch when we could? The phone calls? Texts?” he listed off angrily, making your cheeks burn in shame. You’d really been an asshole. This past month he’d been wanting more of your time, most of it not actually involving sex. But you liked him, you really did. Not enough to be in a relationship with him, but you enjoyed being around him. You’d felt like you’d become friends. Which is why you felt that shame burrowing deep in your chest at hurting him like this. Because deep down, you did know, and you chose to ignore it. You’d maybe been a little selfish, enjoying the lavish dates he’d take you on since you’d never afford to eat at those places yourself. You’d enjoyed just hanging out with him and the great conversations you would have with him. You liked having phone calls with him where you could vent and he’d be there to listen and make you feel better. Or how he’d text you in the day to check in with you. None of your other friends bothered like that and you’d liked it. 

“Look… I’m sorry if I ever gave you the impression that this was anything other than sex. I really am. But I told you from the very beginning that's all I wanted,” you frowned. You were conflicted really. Because you weren't lying and you never had to him. You didn't like feeling guilty when you didn't think you’d done anything wrong. But you kind of did because you suspected he was a little more into you and you should have nipped it in the bud like you'd done with anyone else that behaved the same. But it had been hard to do that with Billy, so you’d ignored it. 

“Things change,” he bit out, his eyes wide and wild looking. They were slightly glassy and you hoped to fuck he wouldn’t cry because then you really would hate yourself. You never wanted to hurt Billy like this. 

“Not for me. Maybe they did for you, but I’m still where I was three months ago,” you insisted. He was deadly silent for a moment and you watched him warily as he rolled his shoulder and tilted his head, taking a deep breath as if to calm himself. When he opened his eyes again, they were cold and hard.

“Fuck you,” he seethed, despite his emotionless face. The pure malice in his tone caught you off guard and you felt like you'd been slapped around the face, even knowing you kind of deserved it.

“Billy…” you trailed off, standing up with a small frown. 

“No!” he yelled, wildly gesturing at you as his cold demeanor dropped and was replaced by a more frantic look.

“I know what we said when he started this shit. I know! But things changed. It was so easy with you, it was… it was different. And I realized I didn't need anyone else, want anyone else, ‘cause I had all I needed with you. So I started spending more time with you, takin’ you out more, doin’ more shit together, and you went along with it! You went along with it like you felt the same!” he accused angrily. There was a deep burning in your chest and you were reminded just why it was never good to get attached to the people you were seeing. Because when wires were crossed, people got hurt. And now you’d hurt Billy and all he’d done was take care of you. And if you hadn't gotten attached to him at all, you wouldn't have cared. You’d have kicked him out the second he started yelling. But instead, you were standing there with a contrite look on your face knowing you’d hurt someone you considered a friend. 

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I was a selfish bitch. And I do like you, I enjoyed spending time with you. But I still don't want a serious relationship and that doesn't change that. I am who I am and I can't help that and I’m sorry for making you think I was on the same page as you. And I can't take back making you think that, but I can't give you what you want,” you said softly, feeling like a giant piece of shit as his face scrunched up and he quickly turned around. He let out a frustrated yell and you were worried he might start breaking things. But you felt even worse when he wiped his eyes angrily and although you couldn't see his face with his back to you, you knew he was crying. You were such a fucking dick. 

“I can't… I can't believe I was so stupid. So fuckin’ stupid,” he muttered to himself, trying to reign himself in as his chest heaved a little. You took a tentative step towards him then and he whirled around, cheeks slightly damp and you felt like you'd been sucker punched to the gut.

“Forget about it, it's just me. You're right, you never told me you wanted more. This is on me. It's always on me. Like you'd ever want me after all the shit I've done,” he muttered, his voice devoid of any emotion at all. A deep frown graced your face at his words and you shook your head. Billy had confided in you with a lot of personal information, which to be honest, should have been a red flag then that he had feelings. But he’d told you about some of the bad stuff he'd done in the past and how he’d failed to help Frank's family and they’d died. But you’d told him back when he told you this that he’d tried to stop it and it wasn't his fault. He hadn't listened to you though. You hated this even more. Him blaming himself. You hadn't told him you wanted more but you’d let him catch feelings and did nothing to put an end to it. Blaming himself for this made you feel dirty and wrong, especially when he thought it was because of things in his past. You reached out to grab his hand and he took a quick step back as if you'd burn him if you touched him. It hurt. 

“Billy… this isn't about anything in your past, it's about me,” you implored, wanting him to at least blame you again. He snorted self-deprecatingly as he shook his head.

“It’s not me, it's you, right?” he scoffed, making you wince.

“I’m serious,” you frowned.

“So am I! I don't deserve happiness after… Why would I ever think someone could love me when my own mother couldn't? I was stupid for even thinkin’ there could be anythin’ other than sex with us. Fuckin’ delusional to think you felt the same,” he started painfully and each horrible word about himself felt like being stabbed in the chest over and over again. You’d done this to him. You went to argue with him but he continued his frantic rant before you had the chance.

“I know I’m a monster! I fuckin’ know! Frank wasn't the only one who lost somethin’ that day, I did too! I lost the only family I ever had and now I’ll be alone forever and-” he was abruptly cut off as you smacked him across the face and his head snapped to the side, much like you’d seen people in the movies do when people became hysterical. You hadn't really meant to do it, you just wanted him to shut up hating himself so much when this was your fault. 

He hadn't expected it, his face shocked as he looked at you dumbly for a moment. 

“Just… stop it! This isn’t on you, Billy. You did nothing wrong and none of this has anything to do with the past. Just stop talking shit about yourself!” you chided with a frown. 

“Right, because you care,” he sneered. While you were glad he was mad at you again and not at himself, you'd be a liar if you said those words didn’t hurt.

“I do care! Maybe not in the way you want me to, but I do! The past three months, I thought we’d become friends. I never do that. I don't get attached to anyone. I either fuck them once or I keep my distance because I don’t want them to get too caught up. And with you it was different. Because you just got me and I liked you. I saw you as a friend, not just a fuck buddy, so yeah, I do care!” you argued hotly. He worked his jaw a little and rolled his shoulder as he took another step away from you.

“Friends,” he chuckled coldly, wiping a hand over his face. “‘Cause friends have keys to apartments and go on dates and meet each other's friends,” he glowered.

“Don’t… don’t do that. Don't act like things with us were ever normal. We were friends having casual sex and that's all it was,” you murmured. You really wanted him to just understand this so he could let it go. Then he wouldn't be hurting so much. You weren't worth it. He didn't speak, looking like he didn't know which way was up and you felt that dirty guilt eat at you.

“I’m sorry. Like, really really fucking sorry that I made you think this was more. I never wanted to hurt you, Billy, and I mean that. I’m just broken. I’m broken and I can't be fixed by you or anyone else. You were never the problem. You're an amazing guy and any girl would be lucky to have you. But it isn't me,” you implored. He blinked rapidly and you hated how you could clearly see he was trying to stave off the tears threatening to fall from his dark eyes. 

“I wish I’d never met you,” he lamented, his voice laced with pain. It made your throat feel like it was closing up and you swallowed thickly. It wasn't until this argument that you realized just how much you valued Billy being in your life. You did care, but you'd never be able to give him what he wanted and you were a bitch for letting him care about you like this. It was only one of many reasons you didn't deserve him. If you weren’t so fucked up, you’d have loved to be in a relationship with him. You knew from even something casual that he’d treat you like you were made of gold. You could only imagine what it would be like if you were an official couple. And it made your chest burn, yearning for something you could never have because you just weren't built that way. Despite the pain you knew you’d brought him, the past three months had you happier than you'd felt in a long while and knowing he wished all of it had never happened made you feel sick.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice wobbling and you clamped your mouth shut. You weren't about to cry in front of him, you weren't the victim here. He was. You'd caused all of this because you were selfish. Because you wanted to just take and take and never give anything back. He sniffled, rolling his shoulder once more before he gave you a look that made you feel breathless, and not in a good way. It was so cold, so different to the warm expressive eyes you'd come to know. You'd wanted him to get over it, over you, so this could all be over. But with that empty, cold look in his eyes directed at you, the lump in your throat got bigger. He didn't say anything. He just gave you that look before making his way back over to your door and yanking it open.

“Enjoy your date,” he spat, slamming the door behind him. You blinked at the door for a long moment, letting out a shaky breath as you moved to sit back on the sofa heavily. 

Your head was a mess and you sat there for what felt like forever as your brain replayed the awful interaction in your head. At one point, you got a text and quickly grabbed your phone, as if hoping it was Billy. Why, you didn't know. What would he say that was good? Even if he said sorry and that he wanted to see you again, you couldn't. He had feelings for you and you couldn't give him what he wanted, what he deserved. It was all fucked and you’d lost him now. Lost a friend you’d grown attached to. Instead, it was your date. He was asking where you were and you realized you were seriously late. But you didn't feel so much like seeing him right now. Didn't want to see anyone. You felt sick. So you texted him back and told him you weren't coming and not to contact you again. You didn't want to do anything other than curl up in bed and mope. You were an asshole. A stupidly selfish bitch. Like you’d ever deserved Billy anyway. From what you knew, Billy had been just like you before you met. He didn’t do relationships and kept everyone at arm's length. He did casual sex and that was it. He had walls of steel built around his heart to keep everyone out, yet somehow you’d snuck in without even wanting to. And that one time someone snuck in, he got hurt. You had no idea just why Billy let you in like he had, to allow you to hurt him this way when he’d never let anyone else. But it made you feel gross and dirty and the self-loathing gnawed at your soul. Billy deserved someone who could love him wholly. Someone who would treat him right and like he was a king. Not you. Not some emotionally stunted mess. Not someone who was broken beyond repair. 

[whosthere54]

Prison duo playlist analysis day 5 - Laundry Day by cavetown

Yayyy more cavetown! Me when!

The first lyrics immediately make me go- oh, yeah- yeah that’s… thats somethin for sure.

“They’re not coming back. You’re living in the past.”

Okay I know I say a lot of them are specifically Icarus but that’s cause I’ve got some of the ones that are just Icarus after he dies- I don’t- listen-

So- yeah- it’s Icarus after his death.

“You’re living in the past” just- their denial. They can bring him back, he’s not gone he’s just… away temporarily but he will be back! He’s not gone I could still message him and talk to him if I wanted to but I don’t and *thats* why I’m not.

“Keep it under wraps… everybody knows”

Icarus tried to hide it, but Rae found out. (and oh two shall break my beloved) People know they’re not doing well, Ven mentions it I believe when he leaves. Ari knows. Rae knows, Athena knows. They know because it’s happened before- and they’re doing the same thing. They also know because Icarus isn’t the best at keeping it “under wraps.” At hiding how they feel, it becomes pretty obvious if not in their words in their appearance, the eye bags under their eyes, their jacket, the wound and faded whack on their shirt…

“Laundry day, gonna shrink your shirt. Makes a perfect fit for me. Don’t know when you’ll learn”

Mmm. See what I think of is a headcannon/something I’ve seen in a fic I read of them keeping some piece of his clothing like a shirt and keeping it in the Fable house with them. If we go off of bird instinct things, it would absolutely be a part of their nest. “Don’t know when you learn” I think in this context is a call back to the denial- they are doing this and they still are convincing themself that he’ll come back.

“Little pieces of their all home. All the better time for me. Please just let it go.”

Whenever they go back to even just get something from their house they hope people aren’t out and about- especially after Jamie. Before- there were moments of them saying nobody had come to check on them. Nobody came to find them- and that solidified the hurt in their head that they should be alone. That the people of the grove aren’t their friends.

Going back to them going home- y’know the episode like king, like prince where they talk with Athena? Y’know how most of that was them trying to keep him safe and away but they refuse and make it about how Icarus is repeating their actions. They just want them to let it go- to just go and be safe. Shrug.

“It’s been getting worse. You don’t wanna know, ignoring how it hurts.”

… self explanatory? Their mental state getting worse and worse- also the quixis wounds.

“Don’t feel welcome here at all. Please, just let it go.”

Again- then going home and knowing they’re not welcome. They want everyone to stay out of it so they can just get it over with.

“Stir crazy from hanging around. So her brother and me take her out of town. Silence loud, in the Forrest burnt. Man, she doesn’t want to be here. Don’t know when I’ll learn.”

TWO CHOICES-

One being family reunion and Rae coming over to talk to Icarus.

Two being Ven. Ven beloved. When they find the grave. “Man (s)he doesn’t want to be here- don’t know when I’ll learn” is that episode coded in my personal opinion.

And that’s the end of the songgggg

Shorter but I like this. I was able to get this done at school so it will be out early- a win for the me community, yippie!

Doing these makes me realize how much I say y’know because I always have to go back and correct the apostrophes… sorry I guess? But I’m probably not gonna stop-

The image chosen from my prison duo Pinterest board today is-

Te and also he.

You are loved! Go take any meds if you need to and Go eat and drink water if you haven’t already today <3

Have a good rest of your day/night :]

[bonesandthebees]

Omg I went to watch The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes with some co-workers and we absolutely loved it! What are your thoughts on it?

-🌻

ooooo I have so many thoughts though I also wanna say I have not read the book yet (I was originally planning on waiting to read the book before I saw the movie but then my mom wanted to watch it and I wasn't gonna just say no-) but I am aware that there are differences between the two. so my thoughts are all mostly based off the movie but will likely change after I get around to reading the book

first and foremost I loved the production aspects of the film itself. the sets and costumes being vaguely 40s/50s inspired was so cool and such a fun way to show how much the Capitol has changed since then and the main series. in the main series movies we see the aesthetic of the Capitol as something incredibly ostentatious and over the top. we see that a little bit in tbosas (mostly with Tigris and Dr. Gaul, whose costumes felt the most 'Capitol-like' in terms of the Capitol aesthetic of the og trilogy) but for the most part while the outfits are a bit strange, there's nothing too out there. you can see the roots for how Panem got to what it is in the main trilogy, but you can see that at this point in time Panem really is a recovering war-ravaged city. it's just such fun silent worldbuilding that I really appreciated

(will cut this off here for spoiler talk from here on out)

now with the story, I was definitely thrown off a bit by the pacing at first. everything felt very fast and almost jarring for the first quarter of the movie. but I understand why they had to rush it given time constraints, and it wasn't bad enough to make the movie unenjoyable. outside of film talk though, I really did enjoy all the characters and mainly how they contrast to Snow despite how close they are with him

Tigris and Sejanus are the most obvious examples of this. Sejanus, of course, is from the districts first and foremost and empathizes with the other district citizens because he's one of them. With Tigris, although they're cousins, Tigris and Snow were far closer to siblings and you can see how deeply Tigris loves him. I saw one post saying that in a way, Snow was to Tigris what Prim was to Katniss and that comparison is making me insane because of how true it is. And despite their hardships, she feels so much compassion for other people, especially the tributes. She's the one who empathizes with Lucy Gray and points out how if she was in her situation, she'd just want to know someone cared about her. Despite most of the Capitol treating district citizens like they're another species, Tigris can put herself in their shoes and by all means Snow should be able to do the same given they both had the same rough upbringing.

And the worst part is, at least in the movie it seems that Snow is able to empathize with the people from the districts. He can understand what they've gone through. He and Lucy Gray commiserate over going hungry as children. He relates to them in a way few other Capitol citizens can.

The part I like the most about the story is that yes, Snow can understand the district citizens better than most Capitol people. He just chooses not to care. He chooses to be cruel time and time again. He chooses to step on everyone else to get what he wants. His descent is done so well, showing how despite having all the opportunity in the world to be a better person, despite everyone who cared about him believing he was good and could be a good man (Tigris, Sejanus, Lucy Gray) he simply chose not to be. And it just makes him so chilling.

I think one of my favorite bits with Snow was when Sejanus gets hanged. Snow flinches, he looks regretful knowing this was his doing. That he got his friend killed. He's not standing there smiling like this was his master plan all along. He's 18 years old and he just indirectly murdered his only friend, and for a brief moment, he feels sick. But then it's done. The sin has been committed. The only way now is forward.

again I'm just basing this all off the movie so maybe his thought process in the books was different I just really really liked how Snow's character was done. also I loved Lucy Gray of course and I think the worldbuilding with the Covey is so fascinating. but yeah this is already long enough so here are my rambles

[juiceinpanties]

10 Things You Hate About Eddie Munson, pt 4

Pairing: Eddie Munson/afab!reader

Rating(s): Chapter: E; Fic: E

Tags: eventual smut, penetrative sex, oral sex (both m and f receiving), fingering, subbie!Eddie, masturbation (m and f), fake dating, van sex, secret relationship, antagonistic relationship to friendship to lovers, casual sex, not-so-casual sex, phone sex, drunk reader

Summary: Your best friend, Nancy Wheeler, is absolutely dying to date Steve Harrington, but her parents have the weirdest rule: Nancy can't date until her friends (e.g., you) do. Nancy begs you to date someone, anyone, and eventually you agree. Meanwhile Steve offers to pay Eddie "the freak" Munson to ask you out. What could possibly go wrong??

Notes: This is, quite obviously, a 10 Things I Hate About You au, with a slight twist. Throw in some fake dating, a 90s setting, and here we are. Thanks to @tonybourdain​ for dragging me in and continuing to enable me. She helped me entirely rewrite the pone scene because it WAS NOT WORKING as it was.

Please note the tags. Smut ahoy!!

Feedback is always welcome and appreciated and PLEASE reblog! Completely blank blogs that just like will be blocked because I'm gonna assume you're a bot. I've been here a long time.

In case you wanna read on Ao3 instead

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

You can’t stop thinking about Eddie.

It’s nearly 10pm. Homework is done, dinner is eaten, excuse is made to parents about why you left school after lunch. And you can’t stop thinking about Eddie Munson and his wide cow eyes and his soft, yummy lips and his big, gentle hands.

It’s like freshman year all over again. At least this time you’re not scribbling his name in your notebook with little hearts everywhere.

You change into your usual sleep uniform of panties and a t shirt and fall back into bed. Maybe you can read for a while, get him off your mind so that you can sleep.

That lasts about 20 minutes. Ugh. This is exactly why you don’t date! You’re far too busy to worry about dumb boys! You toss your book aside and run downstairs for a snack.

You’re on your way back to your room, granola bar in one hand and glass of milk in the other, when you head your private line ringing. You mutter a curse and run to catch it.

“Hello!” you say, breathlessly.

“Hello, did I interrupt something?” It’s Eddie.

You roll your eyes. “Me, running away from you.”

“Haha. Geez you’re so mean.”

“Uh huh. Hang on.” You put the phone down and shut your bedroom door, then climb back into bed and grab the phone again. “Okay, hi. What’s up?”

He grins and plops down on his bed. “I wanted to ask about tomorrow.”

“Hm?” You unwrap your granola bar, but then realize you can’t eat it while talking to him, so you set it aside and sip your milk instead.

“Tutoring? Did you forget?”

“Of course not. I’m just wondering what questions you have.”

He fiddles with the blanket. Maybe this was a mistake. He doesn’t actually have any questions about tomorrow; he just couldn’t stop thinking about you and wanted to hear your voice.

“Uhhh oh! What should I bring?”

You make a face. “Your chem book. Pens and paper. Your brain.”

“Cool, glad you mentioned the last one. Probably woulda forgot.”

You giggle just a little. “Blood flow issues again?”

“Ha,” he says on a breath. “Not right this second, but it’s definitely possible.” He pauses and drums his fingers against his thigh. “So, uh. How’s your evening been?”

“Fine,” you say. “My parents got a call from the school, but I think I calmed them down.”

“Oh shit that’s good. Can’t believe you ruined your perfect attendance record for me.”

“Uh huh, I’m turning into a juvenile delinquent. Cutting class to make out with Eddie Munson in the back of his van.”

"Hey, I just invited you for fries! You kissed me first."

"So I did," you say. "I guess I'm a sucker for pouty lips and big brown eyes."

"My lips are not pouty!"

"Mhmm, sure they are."

"Hmmph," he snorts. "If mine are yours are too. Big, soft, pretty lips. Big, bright eyes." He lets out a long breath. “I can’t stop thinking about you, pretty girl.”

You blush and shift in your seat. Pull the sheet up over your bare legs. His voice is a little low and rougher than usual and it makes you go warm all over. “I was—struggling with something similar,” you admit.

“Oh yeah?” He glances down as a bulge starts to grow in his boxers. Oh geez. Just your voice is doing this! He’s in trouble. He gives it the tiniest stroke with his fingertips.

"Eddie? What was that?" you say as he makes a soft, breathy noise.

"Huh? Oh, uh, nothing." Shit. He's gotta be more careful.

"Hmm." Your bed creaks as you finish off your milk and set the glass aside.

"What was that?" he says with a grin.

"Nothing! I was putting my empty glass on the nightstand."

"Ohhh, I see. Just being a good girl, all tucked in to your bed with your little snack," he says, his voice going rough as he talks. The image is Too Much. He bites off a groan as he rubs his bulge again.

"You okay?" you say. You maybe sort of suspect what that noise was, but surely you're wrong.

"Yeah, yup. I'm good. You?"

You lick your lips. “I want—to kiss you again,” you say. "I mean, if you—would like that. You seemed to like it."

“I’d love that,” he murmurs. “I’d love to be kissing you right now.”

You muffle another giggle. “You could sneak in. You were so good at it last time.”

"That's true! Sneak up to your room, crawl in your bed with you, and...study for chem!"

You laugh and grab your favorite bear from the pile by your bed. Rub your cheek against its soft fur. "Study, huh? What a responsible young man!"

"That's me! Eddie Munson, responsible—young—man." His voice stutters a little as he grips his erection and squeezes.

"Eddie Munson, clearly up to something. What are you doing?"

"I'm—shit. You're suspicious, huh?"

"Mhmm." You run your hand over your chest, across your pebbled nipples. The cotton of your shirt rubs the sensitive skin and you let out a tiny breath.

"Havin' another drink?" he says with a smirk.

"Oh, shut up."

He laughs and pulls his shorts down enough to free his cock. He grips the shaft and runs his thumb over the swollen head. This time he openly lets out a rough breath. "I'll just be quiet," he mumbles. "Just listen to you talk."

"Uh huh," you say. You tug one of your nipples, and then shove your shirt up with an impatient little growl. "As you do what?"

"Nothing. Why, what're you doing?"

"Nothing." You bite your lip around a breath as you continue to play with your extra-sensitive nipples. "What are you working on in chem right now?" you say, trying to keep your voice steady.

"Mmmm." He rubs his thumb up and down against the vein on the underside of his cock. Presses against the spot where the head meets the shaft and circles. "Covalent bonds," he manages.

"Oh good." You give up and press a hand between your thighs. You can feel how wet you are through your cotton panties. "I'm fantastic at covalent bonds."

"Uh huh. I just bet you are." He grinds his palm against the tip of his cock and grips it again to stroke the entire length. "What else are you good at, princess?"

You shiver at his tone, the roughness of it. "Lots of things," you breathe.

"God I bet you are."

You give the tiniest moan and shove your panties aside. You run your fingers up and down your dripping slit, over your slick labia. Then you push your fingers into your mouth and suck the taste of yourself off of them.

"What's in your mouth, baby?" he murmurs. "Don't lie."

"My fingers," you whisper.

"Oh? They get all sticky? Something nice and sweet on them?"

"Uh huh!" You feel drunk, dizzy, and if you don't come soon you're going to lose your mind.

He licks his hand and grips his cock again. Gives it several rough tugs before settling in for a slow, easy stroke. "I'd love to taste something sticky and sweet," he says. "Something soft and pink."

He smirks at the sound of your little whimper. Fuckin A he wants you. "Bet you have somethin' like that," he murmurs. "Bet it's just for me."

"Uh huh. A nice yummy snack." You circle your fingers around your clit and bite hard on your lip. "You have anything for me?"

"Oh yeah," he breathes. He strokes faster. "God do I have somethin' for you."

"Good," you say as you wiggle your hips and thrust two fingers into your cunt. "I want it, Eddie. Want to—want—to help you with your—bonds."

"Yeah," he grunts. "Molecules and shit."

"Periodic table!" you gasp as you fuck yourself. You squeeze the phone between your shoulder and chin so you can use your other hand on your clit.

"Gonna study so hard," he says. He's bucking his hips, fucking up into his hand, squeezing his shaft and stroking over the head in desperation. "So fuckin' hard, princess."

"Good! That's so good, so good, Eddie! Love it when you study hard, love it when you're such a good student for me!" You can't hold back a whine as you circle your clit. You're close, so fucking close.

"Gonna ace that test just for you. Make a big fat A just for my pretty little tutor." He's gonna explode any second. "Gonna—fuck—you're so fuckin' good!"

"Eddie! Love that, so proud, so good!!" You come hard, nearly drop the phone, moaning and whimpering with shaking thighs and throbbing cunt.

"Fuck!" he gasps and can't hold back another second. He makes a mess, painting his tummy with hot, thick come and whimpering your name over and over.

You're both quiet except for your rough panting. You lick your fingers clean and clear your throat. He grabs a towel and dabs at his stomach.

"So," you finally say. "See you at school tomorrow?"

"Yep. You want a ride?"

"No, Nancy'll take me. But if I could get a ride to your place?"

"Sure, no prob. Then I'll run you home in time for dinner. After the tutoring."

"Such a nice boy. Goodnight, Eddie."

"Night, princess. Sweet dreams."

"You too," you say, then hang up. You fall back against your pillows with a soft groan. Okay well THAT was a thing. An incredibly hot, delicious, amazing thing. You get up to grab fresh panties and head to the bathroom. You think maybe now you'll be able to sleep like a baby.

You only see Eddie in passing until school's over the next day. You're standing outside talking to Nancy when he cruises up. He stubs out his cigarette and grins. "Hey, Nancy. Hey, you ready to go?" he says to you.

"Yep. Got your chem book?"

He pulls his book bag around and pats it. "Plus a notebook and THREE pens. I'm as prepared as a goddamn Boy Scout!"

You can't help but giggle. "Come on, Foz. Let's see how much covalent bond info we can shove into that brain of yours before the clock strikes 6:30." You wave at Nancy, who's grinning like the cat who ate the canary, and follow Eddie to his van.

He opens the door for you, as always, then hurries around to his side and jumps in. "I picked up some Diet Coke," he says. "I know that's your drink."

"Yeah, it is. Thanks."

"Sure. I also, uh. Cleaned up a little. Wayne and I aren't the neatest pair."

He seems nervous. You reach over and give his skinny thigh a little squeeze. "It's okay, Grove. I'm sure you did great. I'll be there to tutor you, not critique your interior decor."

"Right!" he says. He gives you a quick grin. "And I really do need to pass this test."

"You will," you say. You pat his leg and pull your hand back. "It's next week, right? We can study today and maybe sometime over the weekend. I know you've got Hellfire tomorrow."

"You know I wasn't bullshitting when I asked you to join. You can, if you want. We'd love another member."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Your mouth quirks. "Do I get a shirt?"

"I've got one at my place I can give you. It's clean and everything!"

"Oooo, you spoil me!" You grin at each other before his eyes flick back to the road. "Sure, I'll come check it out," you say. "I play a high elf healer. Rhiannon. After the Fleetwood Mac song."

You wait for some judgmental or snide comment, but he just nods. "Pretty good band," he finally says.

"Wow. How much did that cost you?"

He lets out a rusty breath. "A lot, babe. Not gonna lie. That one was hard. Though it coulda been worse."

You giggle and settle back in your seat. "I'm proud of you."

You chat casually the rest of the ride, almost like friends. Neither of you mentions last night. It's like it never happened. Part of you wonders if he regrets it, but you decide that no, he's just waiting for you to bring it up first. He doesn't want to pressure you since you made "no touching, no kissing, no bullshit" your very clear rule for this thing you two have going.

Last night definitely counts as "bullshit."

You get to his place and he grabs a can of root beer and a can of Diet Coke from the fridge before leading you back to his room. You take a moment to study his posters (it's only fair; he's seen yours) and notice the fact that there are clean sheets on his bed. Wow, he really did clean up.

"Have a seat," he says. "Sorry I don't have a desk or anything."

"It's okay," you say and drop down onto his bed. "I think I can handle it." You kick off your shoes and scoot back, dragging your backpack with you.

He hesitates a moment before climbing up next to you so that you're sitting side by side against the headboard. "Okay, um. Chapter 3," he says as he pulls out his textbook.

You grab your book and notebook and flip open to the relevant chemistry notes. "Okay, first you explain to me what covalent bonds are."

His forehead creases and he haltingly explains the concept. He actually has it down pretty well.

You get through bonds quickly and move on to other topics on the test, and before you know it two hours have passed.

"Shit," he says with a glance at his watch. He scrubs his face with both hands. "My brain hurts."

You pat his head, grinning. "Poor brain. Needs a break, I think."

"Uh huh. Want a snack? I can make some popcorn."

"Yeah, that'd be good. We can quit for the day, if you want. Put a movie on for our last few hours. There's a point of diminishing returns with all this."

His eyes crinkle as he smiles at you. "You were readin' my mind, princess. Movies are stored under there," he says, pointing. "Pick one out while I go make the popcorn."

He hops up and you crawl off the bed to check out his movie collection. Slashers and porn. Porn and slashers. Hm. Nothing super surprising, except maybe The Never-Ending Story. But that's a classic.

Since it's only a few weeks away, you decide on Halloween and push the tape into the VCR. You pause it and put your books away before settling back on his bed.

He comes back with a huge bowl of popcorn and two fresh sodas. "Hey," he says. "What'd you pick?"

"Debbie Does Dallas," you say, straight-faced.

"What? That's not even—" He scowls as he catches on. "Very funny. Jerk."

"That's a lot of porn, Munson."

He shrugs and plops down beside you. "I'm a growing boy. I have needs."

"Uh huh. For tits and serial killers, apparently."

"Nothin' wrong with tits. And serial killers are built into the fabric of American society. Did you know there's something like 50 serial killers active in the US at any given time?"

You look at him, wide-eyed. "Are you serious?"

"Yep. And, I mean, Hawkins is...well."

"Weird," you say.

"To put it mildly. Anyway, the horror movies are kind of an escape. They're so ridiculous." He hits play on the remote. "Take this one, for instance," he says, recognizing the opening credits. "How many different ways does Michael Myers die in just this one movie? But he always comes back."

You reach for some popcorn and munch on it thoughtfully. "The futility of fighting against the inevitable existential pull of 20th-century ennui?" you say.

"Yeah, that, and also you can't trust in institutions. The cops are rarely helpful in slasher movies. The government or anyone like that never is."

"Adults aren't usually at all. Kids and teenagers have to fight the monster."

"Exactly. Kids at summer camp, kids having nightmares, kids babysitting. At the end of the day you can only trust your friends to have your back, and even then they might get stabbed," he says. His expression is intense, his eyes big and bright, and you realize you could sit here and talk movies with him all afternoon.

You lean over, grab his shirt, and pull him in for a kiss. He sits back in surprise. "What was that for?"

"Nothing. Continue."

His mouth opens. Closes. Opens again. "I lost my train of thought."

"Oh," you say. You take the bowl of popcorn and set it aside. "Oops." You crawl into his lap and push him back against the headboard with one hand and grip his hair with the other. He stares up at you, astounded, and his big eyes flutter closed as you lean down to kiss him again.

"So," you murmur between kisses. "Do anything fun last night?"

His hands run up and down your back and he nips at your lips with his. "Chatted on the phone with this hot girl I know."

"Lucky girl." You pull his chin up and kiss him hungrily, your tongue sliding into his mouth. He moans and moves his to meet it. His hands go still as he hangs onto you and you slowly start to rock against him.

"Don't get hard," you breathe against his mouth.

He lets out a stuttering laugh. "I'm only human, babe. You doing—that—is gonna lead to a hard dick every time."

"Mmmm I should stop, then. We have a movie to watch."

He bites your lower lip. Tugs. "Whatever you want, princess. I am at your service."

Oh. You like that. "Hm," you say as you slide off his lap. "Maybe if you're a good boy I'll suck your cock during the movie."

He sits up. "I'll be good! I swear! So good! The best!"

You giggle and kiss his cheek. "Watch the movie, sweet boy. I guarantee you'll enjoy it."