#and peoples names werent really said enough in this class for me to remember them well right

[the-breloominati]

its late at night so of course its time for some laying awake in bed thoughts

one of the things I absolutely despise doing is when theres like a discussion or smth and at the end the teacher's like "alright now write a summary of what you discussed" or smth like that and I swear to god

every

single

time

as soon as they say that my brain just incinerates the past however long and im just sitting there trying not to get too stressed out cause I know I have to write something to get a grade but what the fuck do i do

words?

never heard of 'em

not even once

[smallestclowninthecircus]

Tma season 2 notes baybeee

I made myself take several breaks so I could give my frie d who is listening to it at the same time as me a chance to catch up. Honestly just posting them so I have them saved somewhere but whatever.

ep 41: real graham wrote keep watching before he was replaced. Jon feels like he's being watched. But they werent replaced by things related to the eye. It's the web that's on the box that replaces them. Endless hallways and doors to nowhere. I bet nicholas will have ideas what entity this relates to. If it even does. They're like the tunnels in the one with the builder guy. Tunnels closing in etc. Also like the cave diving one. He's assuming it's just one

ep 42: so 100 gecs? (IM SORRY I LIKE 100 GECS BUT LMAO) so there's some entity related to music right? There's the piper episode and the 27 w/ the calliope. Ah yes, this season is gonna be the season of Paranoid!Jon

ep 43: section 31? fucking books. god no. smashed lights? cult lady did that. covered the lights too. she mentioned a spooky clown doll. thats not random.

ep 44: is this that same circus that got mentioned before? it is! the pipe organ! pop off organ! pipe off! mouth on the stomach! yes! mouths in unusual places my beloved!

ep 45: antiques! like that one ep!

ep 46: every time books get mentioned i sigh. hhh sus smells. it got brighter. I get the vibes occasionally that the dark and the eye are sorta at odds with eachother. GRRR BARK BARK LEITNER. ayyy ex altiora. entity go brr. which entity do we thing it is? my guess is The Dark. The book buyer's name is Mike. He has scars? Electricity? The childhood friend of the guy who got it later on perhaps? The Vast? its formatted like an entity idk. This happened before the other one. He got trapped in the wood carving. a win for the web lol spiders go brr

ep 47: did i hear spiral? ITS THE NOT THING FROM THE EPISODE WITH NOT GRAHAM "it didnt move, it shifted" is like the exact same sentence as before. ay john's starting to remember. the laughing woah thats weird. is "michael" one of the entities? "you make it seem like theres a war" supports my theory that theres a struggle between a couple of the entities. I said i thought it was the eye and the dark i believe but im not sure. its whatever entity michael is vs the worms? what did nicholas say the worms were again? The Corruption? still dont know which one michael is tho.

Had to take a break after that episode. smth about the quality of michael's voice makes me feel like im gonna slip into one of those states where it feels like nothing is real, so i got a nice cold glass of water.

ep 48: jesus ok this one's kidna corny. you're telling me love made the crowd go away come on now. Ur losing it big J. also shouldnt it be more sus that "sasha" is so unaffected by the worm incident/ finding of gertrude's body

ep 49: haven't we heard hector's name before? oh is he the crime guy? fucking jared... so it's a throat? chompa chompa. (it's just a little bit hot) the good part about these episodes is that we know whoever's telling the story isn't gonna die. even if it's a close call, they're not dead. hotworth? ok not jared keay. it bothers me how theres so many repeated names, can they not come up with other names? "sasha"'s computer is breaking... sus. Elias our favorite weed man! jon ur so paranoid lmao

ep 50: robert smirk, at it again. this is like that one episode with the old dude who locked his door. who said idle beforehand? was it smirk? fingertips. thats so weird lmao. bahahah tim

ep 51: simon fairchild. im sure jon will mention the name at the end i cant remember where we've heard it. this is just like the cavediving episode. a hand? there was a hand in the last one right? the scalpel! and an eye thing. she's trying to throw them off.

ep 52: thats the guy from before! with the hearts! god i hate this guy writing the statement hh. lights blowing, and brackish water. we know how this ends but its still tense. rainer? reigner? rain man. we've seen him before

ep 53: pls not a leitner. oh boy mans scratched out his eyes. rip skelly. why would gertrude have had this statement off the books? jon stabbed himself?? bruh im? big man are you okay

ep 54: cockney boys! ayy its our favorite delivery men. she cut out their eyes. she knew that the eye was a thing?

ep 55: oily residue like the retirement home!

ep 56: worms? no. spiders?? bruhh. aaah yelling :(( aww martin anyways yeah i called it about paranoid!jon he needs to take a nap and drink some hot chocolate and calm down for once please

ep 57: just remembered, i think theres an entity called The Lonely?? This feels pretty lonely idk. fairchild, lukas/ lucas, some spooky place in norway idk. "sasha" knew he was recordinig hmm suspicious cmon jon figure it out. Sasha and tom. hm sus. for records sake i feel liek i should note here that I did have it spoiled to me simply that that's not sasha, but thats really all. i assumed it was like the thing that happened to graham in S1

ep 58: i feel like i recognize the name eustice (?) wick. someone please tell me im not just watching jon's descent into madness over the course of this podcast. im hoping it isnt so but, (and pardon the dsmp reference) im getting real wilbur vibes from this one.

ep 59: oh dear ok account from the fielding house. swirling designs? Spiral time? oh boyy. oh wait! 6 inch hole in the middle! is it not a spiderweb type design on the table? thats what i had assumed but that description sounds more like a spiral thing. cobwebs is a Web thing. ayy nicholas was right! the box goes in the table! the place that she kissed him was burning. Raymond is an avatar of The Web and agnes is the burning one. Lightless Flame! Why did she save him? i guess she was against this guy eating ppl or wtvr but why was she at the halfway house then? I think she's like michael.

ep 60: the eye go brr

ep 61: breacon and hope once again. tom. sasha's boyfriend. vampires sleep in coffins. the guy just walking in seems similar to the mind control of the vampires

ep 62: bones! its that one leitner. is this mother keay? the mom of gerard? this is what happened to her right? her skin was found on hooks? oh yeah thats what i thought the pages are made of skin. yeesh. The End!! sounds like an entity. phrased like one, and i think i remember it. are the people trapped in the pages? or... kept?

ep 63: eaten by the darkness! cavediving episode! (just like eaten by the sky) did my brain make up one called The Vast? it feels like it should be one, and all these episodes have some similar description about their feelings when they do whatever chosen hobby they have. ok now this one kinda feels like the dark. lights going out and all that. ok so not really a The Vast thing, its more of a Dark thing. feckin smirk gah.

ep 64: dice! the death guy! the death game thing! the person tricked somebody else into becoming death and then they were immortal? but if the egyptians wanted to kill him or punish him or whatever couldnt they just kill him? it worked in the end when he had the person giving the statement stab him, that did the job and actually killed him

ep 65: finally jon is actually acknowledging something is wrong.

So we know Mary Keay was revived most likely with the book by gerard.

Gertrude was way more aware of the entities than Jon. mary keay referenced The End openly and she cut the eyes out of her magazines and all that which makes me think she was aware of The Eye

ep 66: please not buried alive pleeaase not buried alive. lukas of the tundra? didnt we hear the name lukas before? she wanted it to be difficult to find important files because that way bad people couldnt find them?

ep 67: agnes... the girl in the hilltop house? agnes poppin off!! he's really not gonna question how she knew where he lived?? oh no D: the tree. were they the ones working on the house? aww they kissi- OH DEAR. why did she kiss him? it seemed like she cared about him? also she could kiss that other dude on the cheek and he was fine, but maybe it was cuz she was younger? lightless flame go brrrrr.

ep 68: oh god books. yup its bitchboy leitner. mans said "this seems supernatural, its a werd book!" bruuh.

ep 69: heh nice. aw cmon jon listen to martin. gahhh spiders. is that the class we heard about in the other doctor one with the teeth apple? some kind of psych class? oh dear. fucking spiders. aaaah. web do be goin brr. it's like the girl in the homeless shelter! who made the guy leave and she took his bed.

ep 70: is this gonna be the book that mary keay had? Most likely a leitner no matter what. Oh boy latin. Why did it start in latin then become old English? I'm guessing people put them in the book? He cant burn it. Phrophecies go brr. He says eh it's a decade in the future it's fine. Its gonna have changed. Ayy called it. Just accept it, it's a magic book. His death is getting closer. Leitner didnt make them but just collected them? Gertrude burned the book! She burned them down there so no one would know.

ep 71: oh boy tunnels. Our favorite thing /s. is The Buried a thing? Idk this seems pretty buried. Oh dear he's trapped here isnt he. "Not enough space to move, never enough to breathe" is that from the computer episode? With the guy who uploaded his consciousness? Somebody living down there. Hmmmm. Guesses: tom, sasha's boyfriend. Gertrude herself? (Though I doubt it)

ep 72: sweeney todd moment. Meat. The slaughter? Idk we'll see what the supernatural part is. Meat is meat. Similar to the slaughterhouse episode. Is it fucking Jared I swear to God it better not be. Hooligan teenagers, you know how it is. Meat is me lmao. Is the kid gonna be in the freezer. Ok that's good. OWW. Oddly textured candles. Made from people? Human fat or smth? Tom from the meat processing plant!

ep 73: outer bay shipping. Bet it's a subset of breacon and hope delivery. The Dark go brrr. Uh oh mans is gonna die. Leo or whatever. Cult ppl go brr. The people's church of the divine host. Who is the divine host? Is it reigner or whatever his name is? I dont think Jon can quit tbh. Probably an anonymous tip but from who?? One of the entities?

ep 74: fucking teeth hhh. I dont know which entity is related to teeth. Spiral. Isnt the spiral an entity. It feels like it could be related to many things idk. Yeah this sounds like the spiral. Heart attack at 29? Jesus... michael! That's kinda what I was thinking. Sasha goin in the tunnels. Hmm sus. They move the floor. Wack. Bet its tom.

ep 75: Man with a lightning scar. Has one of the leitner books. The childhood friend of the one who first introduced us to leitner. Oh my god that sounds terrifying. Michael crew.

ep 76: scalpel? Hmm spooky. NotSasha... think jon think.

ep 77: another double! NotThem, The Stranger. Not related to the table?

ep 78: what was that at the beginning? Question mark?? Oh boy more NotThem. Decker... what is the deal with the table. Does it contain the creature? Fucking Michael. Bitchboi himself.

ep 79: yes pop off martin. Ugh fucking Michael just leave man. I hate that dude. New person. Hmm. No idea who it is.

ep 80: shitener himself! Ok sir tell us the entities. Ayy The Spiral. Ok we know what that one is. The Eye is the beholding! Oooh. The Stranger. Did elias just kill leitner? Popping off honestly.

[ais-n]

ok so me and some friends have been talking about how much we loved greyson especially because of how meta it was and i wanted to ask if there was any more thought put into the show outside of canon, like who the characters are or about hsin and boyd watching it (like the plot point boyd predicted, that was so cute)

Hey! lol it is hilariously meta to have in there, isn’t it? haha

I don’t think we talked a ton about it beyond just generally what the plot would probably be based on the original story idea. I ended up getting super distracted multiple times in the course of trying to answer this because it got me curious to look back at old notes lol

!!!!!!! Oh my effing god - I legitimately thought we hadn’t talked much about the plot of the show itself but after searching around and remembering that apparently we spelled it Greyson some places and Grayson others I found way more info. (btw the Greyson is probably my fault more recently lol I spell gray as grey so I bet over time I flipped it in my head to being Greyson when it was probably Grayson canonically, but I can’t remember for sure what’s actually in the book itself)

ANYWAY I found a July 20, 2010 email string between “Sonny” and me about Grayson/Greyson with a lot more notes on the whole thing. So it turns out I do have some extra info, shockingly enough.

I put it beneath a cut in case of spoilers. 

THIS IS DIRECTLY FROM MY EMAIL - SO IT IS GOING TO PROBABLY MAKE NO SENSE/BE CONFUSING AF/HAVE NO CONTEXT - also since it was just a regular chat back and forth we were kind of shooting the shit figuring it all out. just a forewarning :) only changes i made were clear spelling typos that made it a little confusing to not fix

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July 20, 2010 emails figuring out Greyson/Grayson 

8:49 am - email from Ais to “Sonny”

btw in grayson i thought of doing an homage to what we originally were going to have icos be, so i thought your one guy could be the one who has the lung sickness in there and we can have whoever we want as other characters. i imagine the one who lost everyone and is all violent to be cypress but he will have his real name, Akiva, because cypress is in my fantasy series. for some reason in my mind, the Feral is named Annika and she's basically a Feral by the end of the first season, and also some of the other characters who werent affected by the war as much probably are basically in middle class or nicer areas. so for some reason in my mind, there's a rich girl named Daphne (could be a different name) and at the end of the first season, she somehow got caught up with Annika (maybe kidnapped?) and the show's plot lines seemed to be implying Daphne will end up as a Feral eventually. im not sure if it'd be Daphne then that people think died at the end of the first season or if it would be someone else. regarding your character (was it Nate?) i think he had a sister didnt he? i thought maybe if he did, he thought she died in the war but actually she lived. she was at a friends house or something so he never saw what occurred with her and when he went there everything was destroyed and the bodies were too mangled and burnt to be identifiable. but maybe she doesnt remember anything or she's hurt in some hospital and recovering, and eventually they could run into each other but she may or may not know who he is. the only thing is i dont think we should have the secret agent aspect to Grayson but we could have one of the other characters be some vigilante or law enforcement person of some sort if we wanted. or we could leave that out altogether. i also completely arbitrarily chose 7 characters so you can increase or decrease as you like.

8:51 am - email from Ais to “Sonny”

also these are just random ideas for the series plot which isnt that important anyway so you can feel free to add/change/suggest/whatever... i just wanted to email you those general ideas before i could forget

8:53 am - email from “Sonny” to Ais

im kind of confused by people becoming ferals unless they were kidnapped and kept among them for long periods of times? because i implied that ferals were people who basically never left the wastelands after the war and became mentally and physically changed because of the way they live and what they saw, so i dont think it would make sense that someone "becomes a feral" unless theyve been kidnapped for some reason and held there for several years until they forget who they were/adapt to the life in the wastelands/bombed out cities. also though, the ones who live very far from working cities and towns are cannibals

9:00 am - email from Ais to “Sonny”

well originally i was thinking she'd be kept there for a long period of time but actually in the context of the show that wouldnt work. so maybe people just thought she was going to be killed by the ferals and eaten by the cannibals at the end of the first season. or she could have nothing to do with the ferals; it was just an idea. also, someone else couldve been in danger of dying in some more normal way, like just a fight with scavengers or something. maybe an unexploded bomb went off too, who knows. or they could also touch on the rebels and have some rebel attack put someone in danger or someone joins some rebel group. i dont really care, theyre all just random ideas im throwing out

9:04 am - email from “Sonny” to Ais

i dont care about what all happens but like you said, her being kept there for long enough time for that to happen wouldnt work on a show unless there was a time jump. i assume the show takes place soon after the war

9:05 am - email from Ais to “Sonny”

yeah so forget about the turning into a feral thing. the main thing was i just thought it could be kind of fun/cool to get in parts of the original icos idea

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Rereading that now, I feel like I sound a bit bitchy in my replies on the feral stuff, even though in looking at it at this moment I think “Sonny”’s response makes total sense and I agree with “him” on that part of the email. No idea if I was feeling pissy/impatient that day and I truly was a bit tetchy in my replies, or if I was just super distracted writing or editing so I was being especially lazy about punctuation and paying attention to tone and accidentally made it sound a little more abrupt than I would if I were trying to be careful about that.

Anyway this seems to be the majority of the extra info I have on it. 

[currentfandomkick]

Bio! Dad Strange part 8

This is just a bunch of random things that amuse me from this au, i will try to keep them in a coherent order but no gaurantees.

Everyone in Marinette’s friend group (Max, Kim, Alix, Nino, Sabrina and (somehow) Chloe) has at least one color unique to them, some with a secondary or pattern, to show that they are psuedo-family.

Chloe mentioned the idea after listening to Adrikins go on about anime magic girls and go off on Sailor Moon for too many days.

The group starts it as a joke—if you dont wear your color, you are mad at someone in the group enough to disown them. Wearing someone else’s color meant you saw them as really close compred to the others. Wearing all of the colors meant you felt very loved by the group and are proud damnit!

Chloe picked yellow, and added stripes as her pattern just incase they added another yellow later.

Sabrina demanded purple and argyle patterns as hers. Why? “Purple is mystery i will solve them all!”

Max picked green and decided collared shirts were his domain. Sabrina and him foght over this sometimes, as ‘no we both like this, Not eachother.’

Kim called Red and yellow, since he likes chlow he called her color as his secondary.

Sabrina picked up on the meaning and so did Nino. It didnt register for Marinette, Nino and Max.

Chloe claims this is why she wanted a pattern too.

Alix demands black as her color, despite Max’s protests that no, black is not a color. Alix says she’s all the colors as black, and picked stripes as her pattern like Chloe. Alix has her stripes as knit fingerless gloves, while Chloe wears hers as a shirt.

Nino call blue, and specified his hat as proof of friendship. When he is mad at them he doesnt wear it and everyone assumes a war is going on between him and someone. He forgot it one day and everyone was worried.

Marinette kicks kim and says she wanted Red. In the end she agree to either red or oink—depending on whatever rules her parents made about her wearing any color too much. She picked her signiture flower design as her pattern.

Why is this important?

Becuase now whenever any of them dont wear one if these colors or patterns visibly, it means someone did something and the school intervenes.

So the day Marinette came in early with a too big faded red hoodie and Kim was late without his red on, there was Tension.

He chases Marinette to get his hoodie back. She refuses, dodging and weaving until he ends up in the art class and Oh.

Marinette chucks a better red hoodie sweatshirt at him while saying “this should stop the shippers!”

No one but Chloe and Sabrina knew what that meant. Both were embarassed. They mentioend people thought Kim was crushing on her since his hoodie was getting pinker, and she did wear a lot of faded reds and pinks.

It did not stop the shippers. Only made them swap from romantic ship to ‘oh god these are destructive sibling cinnamon rolls’.

Becuase kim almost crying while tackling Marinette in a hug, in public, while Marinette goes off on him having bà’s hearing and squirming to escape and start another game of chase?

Intense ‘dorky brother loves his new sister who wants to play not be mushy in public’ energy that no one was stopping.

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For those wondering, yes these kids have group sleepovers—boy’s night, girl’s night and ‘everyone night’ usually at Marinette or Chloe’s for the everyones. Yes, these are weekly.

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Chat noir keeps trying to claim Marinette’s room as his part of the miraculous team’s base.

In this au both he and Ladybug have chosen weilders for various miraculous. They are partners but do lead two teams—Marinette’s focused on support, civlians, and strategy and his focused on combating akumas.

Due to this, Ladybug has a team she oversees, and Chat has a team he oversees.

Fu uses this to decide which would make the better gaurdian, as he trains them both here.

Marinette regrets being the only weilder Tikki approves of weilding her due to how the Cure works is people died. Marinette has to relive their death and decide if they should come back or not (was it too truamatic to go on after living it herself? Did they want to live? Questions like that are hers to answer). She is happy to share her job as Ladybug with other ladybug weilders, but is the only one who can cast the cure if there’s death involved.

Adrien is known to not be a perfect fit for the Black Cat, and he agrees that if a better cat comes along, he will give up his role as Chat Noir but not as a member of the team. Fu admits to him he’s a peacock more than cat early on, and while adrien loves plagg—that’s his cat-god-dad—he knows as a guardian trainee he has to do what’s best for the kwami and Paris. He agrees to training potential cats as Aspik until they can find, reclaim and fix the peacock.

Identities of Ladybug and Chat Noir are kept from each other to prevent them being an easy target for the Hawkmoth in this au. Others can know, but unless they weild a miraculous its dangerous given Nooroo’s weilder is their foe. Also name drops can be a thing and its bad all over.

Marinette is insistent on the secret identities being kept as she doesnt want to compromise her identity as a civilian that is not a meta when Ladybug is a known meta. The Miraculous she’s iffy on, and Tikki admits thst if they werent facing Nooroo, it was normal for all weilders to know eachother’s identites for covers and alibis and such.

Chat is upset about this until she mentions how metas are treated and her being out as a meta as ladybug but not as a civilian and why. Then he’s pissed at the govenrment and starts helping out at protests and crashes anti-meta rallies in Paris on Ladybug’s behalf, and points out that if it wasnt for a tiny meta none of them would be alive after syrenx, so shut up. He accepts her stance and only asks if he can tell her his identity when hawkmoth is done for.

Marinette agrees to post-hawkmoth reveal between them. Their teams hate that only the bugs and cats cant know each other’s identities as bugs and cats. Miraculouses are swapped like candy here, so you may know one hero is also another hero but not civlilin id or vice-versa

Yeah, writer salt here rather than character salt. Especially to how the characters were treated.

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On Marinette’s powers, she does have them escalate as she grows and doesnt use her treatments. She takes her meds to prevent this as she’s already scared if her abilities when she leaves them unchecked for too long.

Her treatment is mircodosing kryptonite to keep the kryptonian part from taking over completely. She has all the abilities only when she’s more kryptonian than human cells at the time. Kryptonian cells multiply faster which is why she heals faster.

Max is the only one that she knows knows about her powers in Paris.

Sabine is implied to have an inkling but she ignores her own inkling often. Marinette thinks her mom is pretending she doesnt have powers.

Tom does notice but has no idea how to help, so he’s a cheerleader dad and helps her hide damage sometimes. They have a pact that they dont talk about the time she flipped him, and he fixes whatever she broke, no questions asked.

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Side thing but when the miraculous come into play, warning that i will use character non-hero name for what they’re thinking and saying, while their hero-name is for what they are phsycially doing, as some will change mid-fight.

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Hey i know this wasnt the expected update, but its more idk how to do Jason as Red Hood finding Marinette again.

First option is he was hunting strange, saw a picture of her on his desk and she calls strange asking about jow she should keep hiding since the restrictions just got worse on metas and she’s scared and ‘are you sure i cant just stay in Gotham? I...i dont feel safe here anymore’ and then Jason going on a Quest to find her in Paris, weird-happy reunion, and he goes back to Paris to live with Strange and work on things as Red Hood where Marinette can’t—mainly ground work. She helps him coordiante with the batfam via Tim, and handles gang attack coordination between Gotham Police, Batfam, Jason and RKC. Zsasz calls Jason his apprentice and trains him on hitman etiquette, guns, and yes, his signature form of ‘conditonal promises’. He was given League of Assassin Training, just cant recall it actively (talia gets memory magic becuase i said so. Blocked it until it would be safe for Jason to process here). He does not go to school, he just tracks down who he wants and ensures they cant hurt people. Is a bit obsessed with this when Marinette and Rose dont stop him by force.

Second Option is they both are targetting the same gang and their bust night is the same. Marinette helps him out in her Harley knock-off outfit (new and improved) while she evacuates the girls making the drugs, and Jason is just hunting dealers to find the drug den, finds a small girl dangling a major drug dealer, while Rose is there with the others tied up in plants. He gets caught by Rose, who recognizes his mark. He doesnt remember much about who he was as Robin, mostly as Red hoodie and is so confused. Marinette claims him as her brother and from there Rose takes on a new brother, dumps him on Strange as ‘i am many things, but i dont think i can handle memory loss and whatever happened to him. You do, so fix it.’ Strange winds up adopting him and Tom and Sabine encouraging him to add them as legal gaurdians. Here Jason is listed then on as Tod J. Smith—he cant remember his name in the right order so that’s what he got. His red hood outfit is revamped by Marinette, who coordinates his attacks on gangs with Batman’s, Gotham Police’s, and the RKC’s attempts at gang busts to maximize gang minimization. Somehow Joker starts helping J as a fellow J-J in Marinette’s life, with Zsasz claiming Jason as his apprentice. He does remember the League Training, but isnt sure if he was Robin and if he could be again if he was given that he was a their and kills the worst of the worst (mostly) of his own volition. Here is does go to school in Gotham.

In both Gina kidnaps him for chrismas with the family like she does with Strange. In Both he’s a teen still (hasnt aged since the Pit) and it takes Marinette and Tikki working together so he can later on (maybe? Idk on that point)

Comment which option you like better, becuase i cant choose.

And yes, rogues will be involved again soon.

@ilovefluffbutsmutisalsogreat @dast218 @weird-pale-blonde-person @mystery-5-5

[subarashiet]

lifes been weird and sad , got so much stuff i wanna say dont even know if thats the right subred to but here goes.i m 18 , from Greece , first year in Uni and life is not the way i want it to bei live on my own , rent is being paid by mom and her husband , month pocket money given by dad and by my part time jobat some point in high school i understood that our school years were our most carefree years , tho only now do i really understand itman this post is gonna cramp my fingers shouldve used the pcused to hang out a lot till 2nd year of high school then in 3rd year cause of me studying more i was hanging out less , used to have around 4groups of ppl to hang around then only one , cliche but i wasnt anyone special in school , gotta mention i went to a music middle-high school , only highlights i remember are in 2th-3rd grade trading blows with a girl (think she was 5th grade) ,3rd grade kissing a girl in her cheek then running away from the boy-horde coming after me , 4th grade trading blows with a 6th grader ,6th grade punching a guy for calling names my little sis (we good now see him out we talk he a nice dud) , 9th grade a girl i had a chance with but fucked it up big time , 9th grade breaking a cello almost getting expelled ,12th grade playing bass at a concert in Thessaloniki with a music group of my schooldidnt really have many close friends but there were some from school and other places you can call closer friends , but now even with them i ve started to fade away which i cannot bear but i m the type of giving up and not trying until i m lategot laboratory this morning and this is gonna take a while hope i can get some sleepfeels weird using reddit to express my thoughts i even find it a bit cringy talking to myself but oh welli wanted to visit a physiatrist because i ve been so mentally tired that i think i might have crippling sadness xD but i tried to arrange that back in July-August pre my 18th bday so she said a parent was required to be present so i just kept all the stuff to myselfi was learning classic guitar from 1st grade to 8th still play to this day , in music school i kinda learned h2p electric but didnt practice enough to be able to play good , also know some pianobeen listening to post rock and mostly fate music these past 10 monthssucker for good anime tho i ve been out of it lately havent even finished my summer ones , oregairu has a nice ending from what i got spoiled fromanyway thing is i am sad most of the time , i try not to show it cause i like the stereotype of being the strong guy that everyone can depend on and almost never see being emotional and also like the cool tempered guy type , tho lately i ve been craving a lot of attention that i drop the act of the calm n cool sometimesthings with my parents didnt go to well these past years , only now i can say that we ve finally kinda calmed down , mom and dad started falling out of it around 8th grade cause lots of fighting , big sis kindof took the role of mother while on her teen years , feels like she had it much worse than me10th grade sis leaves home to go elsewhere to start studies for uni , i m left with ma and lil sis back homethen i understand that i have to be there for my little sis which also got in my school that year (3kids-3years difference each) so i tried to assume the role of the big brother but she was closer to her older sister than me , i was closer to my older sister as well , feels like i was doing my lil sis wrong but i cpould relate more to big sis and could chat with her more about stufflil sis didnt open up to me a lot even to this day , she has been a lot more comfortable with me through the years i think cause she told me something important recently , kinda feelsbadman tho cause i wanted to be closer to her and i kinda tried but i think not hard enough cause she didnt seem to get any closer , cried once about it in front of my mother which was the absoluteliest worst cause i didnt want her to see me being fragile jesustho even now that i m not home i talk to her play some among us tried making her start xenoverse 2 that didnt go farhave some friends from school , we would only go all together at internet cafes , but mostly 4 of em would go out togetherin my school i had some friends from scouts tooi have an insta , used to post "cool" pics kinda stopped cause i like looking cool in front of others but i havent been in the mood to try in around a year nowused to be in some conservatory guitar groups with some other kids there , with one girl from there i used to be quite in touch until recently that i stopped seeing her for some reasons maybe i ll explain l8rwe had fun and i really mean it , we used to go on trips to play songs on different cities and stages , our group became kinda known the 2-3 good active years we were active , it still is but these years were the originals , now there are other peoplefucking christ its 2:27started playing in that group with the originals in 2017 till 2019 , we were kids from different ages going from 6th to 10th graders but i didnt understand the different in our ages until recently that i found one of the guys from the group in my cityanother closer friend is a guy from my school , met him in grade 7 still talk to him , used to sit together most of the years pretty neat guy , peculiar character but really interesting kind smart and hard workingman why couldnt my teen years be like shirou from fsn that would be awesomehad entrance exams 4-5 months ago , didnt really go as planned , shooted for Corfu didnt get in cause rather than 15 i got 10 in my last exam so i m still in my city , tho i live alone and go to my local uni insteadJuly 2019 i moved out of my old house moved in with ma and her husband with my sis , stayed there till september then till june-july 2020 i was living with my fathertbh i decided to write this post after watching a vid of Korone talking about Okayu thinking that i ve never been in an actual relationship and that i eould want to experience that but dont know where to start from , losing weight ? becoming outgoing again ? learn how to talk to girls ?i started watching anime back in 2015 on my 3ds i remember watching dubbed Inazuma Elevensince like 2 weeks ago i reached 201 anime completedok i ll stop here for tonight cause i got online uni classes tmrw i keep stimestamps for whenever i finally post this -Tuesday 3/11/2020 02:41used to be around 85-90kg in 12th grade , put on around 20-28 kilos since March 2020 , managed to lose 8-10 kilos in the summer but i m still around 30kilos up from the normal amount based on my height , got a subscription to a gym jan2019 but only managed to get into it for a short period on spring 2019 then autumn 2019 then lost motivation and let go , since March2020 i ve been doing some weights at home , tho when i look at myself in the mirror it doesnt really change how bad i feel about my body , i think my old motivation used to be a girl i used to have a crush on but not surethings with my parents werent all that great and i was mentally better when i would talk with them , they are openminded af and supportive too but puberty makes you see stuff differently like everyone is against you like the world is against you (last one might be true dunno yet) , living on my own now seems to be a bit better but as our Greek ancestors used to say theres no good without bad and the bad in this scenario is that its lonely as fuck , having lived for 18 years with my family it really hits a weird spot , everything feels lonelier now with the virus spreading around not being able to see others as much as we used to , uni doesnt feel nice , many people dont pay attention and its like the second half of 12th grade all over againgot my monthly money 4days ago , went from 200 to 9.28 quickly , when i have money i spend when i dont i m stingy , mostly like to build computers , watch lots of Linus , Paul , Kyle , Jay etc. most of my money goes to buying stuff about computers food , used to give lots of money to internet cafes when i used to hang out with the guys from school , not anymorewith the start of uni we all met new friends even i but i still feel like i am drifting apart day by day , stopped talking to my old girl friend cause i was kinda done with her attitude , called me some names i didnt appreciate because i put up with her attitude , most of the time in her own world , only would really pay attention and try to change herself when it was something she cared about , one of them wasnt her character , but to give the goods of her she was a good friend dont know if i can say she still is a friend or just someone i know , she helped me even with the girl i had a crush on , was really fun on trips with the guitar group , all in all a fun person , thing is i stopped texting her and telling her to go out cause it was 80% me trying and the other 20% her and i think that proved right when i stopped talking to her cause i thought she will see that i m not talking to her she ll think somethings wrong she ll message me to go out and have fun , send me a happy bday message posted some pics of me , didnt send me anything else after , stopped talking to her around the start of October , if i hadnt asked her something about her uni and if it wasnt my bday i dont think we wouldve talked in all of october . last saturday i was working in the area she lives in my city decided to call her sometimes didnt answer tried to suprise her and see how she is by going to her house , noone answered maybe they were on a trip idk , but it feels weird man , in the first half of the year me and a common friend of her and me went out one night , ended up being the bad guy to make her understand that she did something wrong that night , after she left i was left with our common friend talked about stuff and mostly her and i expressed myself , i knew that coming summer me and her would end up at different places so i wanted to tell her all the wrongs with her so that she could finally understand what i ve been putting up against and make her understand that she HAS to pay attention to people around her and that she will meet new people and that she ll have to be careful about her character , used to have a bit of crush on her back in 7th grade , can kinda understand why that went . On the other hand i didnt want to part ways with her with our last words being me ranting , one thing brought the other and she wont be going to her uni's city until early 2021 so i managed to go out with her some more in the summer and september . kinda feels bad to see that almost noone remembered my bday cause i remember in cram school when someone had their bday they would get a fucking cake , dont mistake me i got one , from my ma my two sisters and my moms husband , thing is i wanted to have something happen with friends , nothing happend , around 4 people remembered my bday and the others just send me some happy bday messages after seeing posts from the girl i m talking about .also heres a good song to listen to while reading stuff on reddit Sorrow from FSN by MN64 cant post links from what i understandgonna stop here for now might edit later -Tuesday 3/11/2020 15:15thing is reddit is not the right place to get help and i need a friend but it seems i cant get any from my friends , even my other friend the guy i used to sit with in all middle-high school he has drifted apart , talking more with other of his friends doing other stuff etc , that one time i needed to talk to him he said i ll call you in a while , waitied 1 and a half hour then asked him why he didnt call he said he forgot (i think) , feelsbadmananyway i dont think i m gonna keep editing this i ranted enough , gonna leave the post up for a day or so in case anyone wants to add anything then taking it down -Tuesday 3/11/2020 23:58

[amaviarra]

Sweet things

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Warnings: Angst , omegaverse, written on my phone so I can't add read more so wall of text, cussing. Sweet sweetpea XD I started writing at 2AM, it's now 4AM. Sorry for any mistakes.

Pairing: Sweetpea x Reader

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Y/N was walking down the hallway of riverdale high with Toni and her girlfriend, Cheryl. She listened quietly as the two talked about their weekend plans.

"So what do you think Y/N?"

You looked toward Toni and nodded your head "About meeting up at the whyte wyrm this weekend and playing pool? I'm down, are we going to invite the boys or is this going to be a girls only outing?"

Cheryl rolled her eyes "please chikadee, you know they're going to be there already. Might as well include them from the beginning so we don't have to deal with their pestering"

You and Toni laughed. It was true.

The three of you were stopped as fangs ran toward you all before stopping in front of you. "Guys! Guess what class we have next?"

You rose your brow "I haven't a clue fangs, what is it? "

"Sex Ed" he replied, his tone slightly lower and he wiggled his brows after giving the answer.

Only fangs could make three women roll their eyes at the same time.

Toni scoffed "you guys are so disturbing"

Sweet pea, who has joined the group after fangs had revealed his big news showed mock offense at what she said.

You chuckled "I don't think there is anything anyone can teach you guys about sex. Pretty sure you man whores already know it all"

This time it was Fangs who acted offended but you knew he wasn't. The group of you were so close that you could say pretty much anything to each other and all of you had pretty sarcastic humor.

You stiffened slightly when you felt an arm go around your shoulders, but relaxed quickly when you realized it was just sweet pea. He squeezed you slightly "well let's all go" he stated "wouldn't want to he late for this next lesson"

With a laugh, the five of you made your way to the classroom. As sweetpea stayed close you tried to calm your beating heart.

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Much to the disappointment of many of the males in the class, it turned out not to be completely about sex ed. But instead the three categories one might belong to. Alpha, beta or omega.

You sighed as you looked at the board and took in all that the teacher was saying. It wasn't anything new. It had been drilled into everyone's head since elementary school.

Alphas were the top of the categories. They excelled in anything and everything. They were common.

Betas were average. They could be good, bad mediocre. They too were common.

Omegas. Oh omegas, the bottom of the food chain. They were rare and often looked down upon. They could get pregnant easily, even males could(those were extremely rare though). They had a week long heat cycle once a month, which could be very painful if they didn't take medication for it. The only way to really cure the pain was to well...have sex. When they had a heat cycle they emitted pheromones that would attract and drive any nearby alphas crazy, literally. All logic would be gone and both the alpha and omega would rely on their instincts to have sex.

That's why usually omegas locked themselves in their houses when their heat cycle came. Unless They had a mate, then it wasn't as bad or as strong.

Thankfully you were a beta. Everyone in riverdale got tested as a child to find out what they were. You were pretty sure there were only a handful of omegas in riverdale.

Most mated by now or were shipped off to some place that kept them safe until they were ready.

You looked around the classroom. A good mixture of betas and alphas.

Sweetpea was an alpha. As was Jughead, it's why the two of them butted heads so often. Testing each other. Challenging each other, well mainly it was sweet pea doing the challenging.

Betty and veronica were alphas. So was Archie.

Cheryl and Toni were both betas. As was fangs.

You were brought from your thoughts as a sharp pain went through you, you clenched your jaw and closed your eyes, you took a deep breath. This had been happening on and off all day. Along with randomly feeling light headed. Were you getting sick? Hopefully not.

"Psst"

You opened your eyes and looked at sweetpea beside you. He was looking slightly concerned "are you okay?" He whispered.

You nodded and smiled softly "Yeah, I'm fine"

Before he could reply the teacher cleared their throat. "Sweetpea, Y/N anything you'd like to share with the class?"

You and sweetpea looked forward, sweet pea shook his head "Nah, you can continue"

The teacher looked unamused but turned around with a huff and continued the lesson.

You met your best friends gaze and the both of you chuckled.

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You were changing for P.E when the pain hit you again, worse this time. You doubled over from it and had a bit of a hard time standing. The lightheaded feeling returned as well, this time without subsiding.

A lot of people asked if you were okay, and you were. At least, that's what you were trying to convince yourself. You didn't want to go home yet, the day was almost over.

But you also knew that you couldn't participate in P.E today, not like this. So you slowly made your way to the teacher and asked if you could just sit and watch.

It took awhile, but the teacher finally agreed. With the condition that you would help clean up the room afterwords. Figuring that you'd be fine after some rest, you agreed and went to the bleachers to sit and watch.

It was an easy class for the others as well. Basketball. Boys played on one side, girls on the other.

Not surprisingly Sweetpea got into a scuffle with Reggie. Their "fight" was really just two alphas trying to prove who was better, but since he had started it, the fight had ended with sweetpea getting clean up duty as well.

With it being the last class of the day, that also left you and sweetpea to lock up the gym. Cause god forbid the teachers stay to do their job.

By the end of the class, your pain and lightheadedness had subsided enough for you to be able to clean without issue.

Soon you and sweetpea found yourselves in the storage room, slowly putting all the supplies back into their correct places.

It was odd being alone with Sweetpea, usually either Fangs or Toni were close by. But it wasn't uncomfortable, you've known and been friends with sweetpea for as long as you could remember. You two had been best friends first, and then fangs and Toni joined.

You Were brought from your thoughts as the storage room door slammed shut. Your eyes widened as you thought for a moment that maybe sweetpea had left not realizing you were still in here.

As you made your way to the door you realized that wasn't the case and Sweetpea himself had just reached the door too, from the other side of the room.

The two of you shared a look and then he frowned and reached for the handles, he pushed and frowned when they didn't budge "what the fuck.."

He tried again, with no luck.

You frowned "Seriously?!" How cliche could it get for two teens to get locked in a storage room.

"Do you have your phone? Maybe you can call the school or someone to let them know we are in here?"

You shook your head "unfortunately no, it's in my locker"

Sweetpea only cussed in response.

At that moment you felt another pang of pain go through you, you hissed at the feeling. Holding your stomach as you leaned over.

"Y/N...."

Hearing sweetpeas cautious tone you looked up, only to see him standing away from you and very stiffly.

"Why do you smell so sweet Y/N?"

Your brow furrowed "W-what are you talking about sweetpea I-" your response was cut off by another wave of pain. You groaned.

Sweetpea took another step back, his eyes wide with caution. "Are you in heat Y/N?! I thought you were a beta!"

"I-I am, these are just cramps or the flu or something"

Sweetpeas jaw clenched and then he turned away from you "Just please, go over to the other side of the room. Far away from me"

With his strained tone, you knew he was serious and didn't bother to argue with him.

Instead, once the pain subsided you did as he asked.

Once you were further away from him, he seemed to relax slightly and then he started acting like a mad man. Pounding and kicking the door. Yelling for anyone to come and open it.

But it seemed as though it was all in vain. No one came.

As you sat, huddled in a corner of the room you wondered on whether or not you could really be an omega, and in heat. If So, you werent sure how this would turn out.

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It felt like hours had passed. The pain kept coming, harder and for longer periods of time. To add on to the pain, you felt hot. Burning almost.

A craving came that you didn't feel often, the craving for another being.

You leaned your head back on the Wall, cursing whatever higher being there may be, why you? Why him?

The pain went through you one more time, followed heavily with desire and heat.

Slowly you got up, you knew he told you to stay. But you hadn't heard anything from him for awhile. You were worried.

You made your way to the door, to see him standing in front of it. His head leaning against it, his back toward you as he took deep breaths. As though he was trying to calm himself.

"Sweetpea" you called his name softly.

He stiffened "Go back Y/N. I don't know if I'll be able to control myself if you get any closer"

You stopped for a moment but then continued "W-what if i don't want you to?"

He turned to look at you and that's when you noticed his pupils were dilated. He looked wilder then usual. "Y/N....."

You took another step closer "Please sweetpea, please help me take the pain away"

He didn't hesitate then. You Soon found yourself being slammed against the wall, caged in by sweetpea. Without hesitation your arms were around his neck and your legs around his waist as the two of you met in a raw and passionate kiss.

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When you awoke the pain you had felt previously was gone, as was the heat. You were also naked and on a mat that had been in the storage room. You ached, but felt complete.

Looking around the dimly lit room you spotted sweetpea, he was dressed and sitting by the door with head in his hands.

You frowned, feeling slightly guilty that you may have forced sweet pea into doing something he regretted.

Just as you were about to call out to him, you heard it. And so did he by the way his head jerked up and he got quickly to his feet.

"Sweet pea!" "Y/N!"

It was Fangs and Toni.

Sweetpea wasted no time pounding on the door and calling out for your friends.

You rose quickly and got dressed in record time, there would be no hiding what you guys did. But you at least wanted to look somewhat decent.

Soon the door opened, revealing your relieved friends. As the room became lighter you took in sweetpea's appearance. He looked rough and you also noticed the multiple bite marks and dry blood all over his hands and own arms. You don't remember biting him...

As you watched him quickly instruct Toni and Fangs to take you to the hospital and home and then leaving without looking back, it hit you. He had bit himself to avoid biting you, you felt your heart break as you realized how much he didn't want to mark you, mate you.

You always thought you were never worthy of him because you were a beta, but now you realize you still weren't even as an omega.

With that realization, you numbly followed fangs and Toni as they lead you outside the school and as they escorted you to the hospital.

The doctors there cleared you. You were slightly bruised, but nothing serious.

They told you that your results as a child could have been a false report or maybe your sample had been mixed with another childs at the time.

They gave you medicine to help with the rest of your heat and then told you to go home and rest.

To take a few weeks off school until you were sure your heat was gone.

Once you were safely in your trailer. It all passed by in a blur. Toni, fangs and F.P(who was unaffected by your heat since he was mated) took turns "guarding" you, taking care of you.

The whole time you couldn't really acknowledge them, or anything. You just felt numb. You didn't feel that heat, that desire. You didn't even want to eat, which said a lot since you usually had an appetite similar to jughead.

It hurt. Your heart. No matter how often you texted him during your heat cycle, to see if he was okay. Or Even to make small talk. He never responded. He didn't even come to the trailer park during that time according to the others.

It was almost two weeks before you made it back to school and you were determined to find him there.

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Sweetpea, when he wanted to, was very stealthy. He did a great job at avoiding someone when he wanted and it was incredibly frustrating.

You had been trying to track him down all week at school and somehow, someway you always ended up missing him.

Finally at the end of the week, you had enough and were finally- with some help from friends who were also tired of it- able to trap him in an empty classroom with you.

Even with the two of you alone in the room, he kept as much distance as possible.

You huffed, crossing your arms in front of you "I didn't take you for such a coward sweetpea"

He looked up at you, eyes narrowed and jaw clenched "I'm not a coward, I just-"

"Just What? Felt bad? Regretted what happened between us?"

His silence in response confirmed your thoughts, but you continued "Listen Pea, I'm sorry if I forced you to do something you didn't want with me, i understand if you're disgusted-"

"I'm not disgusted"

You rose a hand "please pea, let me finish or I won't be able to say this" the slight waver in your voice made him stop, his gaze softened and became slightly concerned.

"I-I know now that you'll never love me or see me as a potential mate no matter what I am. And that's fine, i understand but please" you met his gaze, eyes shining with unshed tears "Please Pea, I can't lose my best friend"

You couldn't stop the tears from falling even if you wanted to. This is why you had never confessed to him in the first place, aside from never thinking you had a chance, was because you didn't want to lose him or make things awkward.

Part of why you gave in that night was because you thought maybe it gave you more a chance.

You were brought from your thoughts as you felt yourself be pulled into a gentle hug.

Sweetpea pulled back and gently cupped your face "Y/N, I wasn't responding and was giving you space because I felt like I took advantage of you. But it seems like we are both idiots. I'd do anything for you to be my mate, but I didn't want it to happen when we were both going by instinct"

Without hesitating sweetpea leaned down, this time meeting you with a soft and gentle kiss that gave more then any words could.

"Ugh finally, i thought they'd never make up and get together"

You both pulled apart slightly and looked toward the door, where fangs stood his arms crossed and shit eating grin on his face.

Sweetpea rose a brow at you "we'll continue the talk about mating later, for now it seems like I have an ass to kick"

You chuckled, your heart feeling lighter then it has in a long time, as you watched Sweetpea chase his friend down the hall.

[billys-girl-hargroves-bitch]

Work Of Art

Summary: you werent the skinniest or prettiest girl in school, you were always being teased and made fun of because of your weight, everyone always laughed or called you a cow. You tried not to let it bother you but it did until you met Billy. At first you were hesitant only scared that he wanted you to be another notch in his belt but over time he proved that he wanted more than that. You and Billy have been together for a good four months now and everyone knew it.

*Not really any triggering moments just some hurtful words*

Your pov

You got out of Billy's car and he walked over to your side. He pulled you in for a reassuring hug.

    "Remember don't listen to those shitheads they don't matter, hell we'll be graduating in a month and you won't have to worry about them anymore" he said with a smile. You nodded and he kissed you.

He grabbed your hand and intwined your fingers as you walked towards the school his words replaying in your head, you didn't bother to listen to anyone as they whispered in the hallway about you and you didn't care that you got glares from the girls at the school you had Billy and that's all that mattered. He looked over at you and smiled as he walked you to your first class. Billy had a basketball game today right after school so he was excused for practice all day, you didn't tell him but you were going to his game to surprise him. He gave you a kiss and was off to practice while you took your seat in the boring history class.

You heard some girls snickering and whispering about you and you just let it go repeating Billy's words in your head and the day went on. Finally it was over and you waited for the game to begin. You paid to enter and sat right in the front row.

Some girls from your class saw you and glared at you, you saw but you decided to sit where you were to  cheer Billy on. The girls sat behind you. But you blocked everything out you saw the boys run out and when Billy saw you his face instantly lit up. He ran over to you and gave you a quick peck on the lips before going back to his game. You laughed as you knew he would be playing his best since you were here to impress you.

You heard the girls calling you names like fat, whore, slut, cow, pig, fatty cake, man-eater and a whole bunch of other names you felt the tears welt in your eyes before quickly wiping them away trying not to be affected by the harsh words. Soon the game ended and those same girls walked up to your Billy and tried to flirt with him but he only walked passed them to you picking you up and hugging you.

    "Y/N I didn't know you were coming tonight" he said with a big grin on his face. 

   "It was a surprise" you laughed, he grabbed your hand and led you by where the parents were waiting for their kids

   " Let me go and change and we can leave and go back to yours yea?" He asked. You nodded and he left. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around only to be met with the same girls from earlier

   "Y/N I don't know why he's with you but you don't deserve Billy your to fat for him you'll crush him in your sleep" the girl said before they laughed you started to let the tears roll and you heard Billy's voice boom at the girls to leave you alone. He grabbed your hand and led you to his car. He drove back to your house occasionally giving you a smile. He got to your house and you both went to your room.

He started to kiss you and you kissed back, the kiss was full of lust and passion, he slowly began leaving traces marks up and down your neck, you moaned at this action and grabbed his hair by his neck, you heard a low growl and soon you were on top of him grinding as his hands guided your hips to do so. He began to take your shirt off before you stopped him.

   "Billy no I'm to fat for that.." you said holding your stomach. Billy shook his head no.

   "Either take it off or I'm ripping it off Y/N" he said. You were shocked he waited a minute to see if you would take it off but you didn't so he ripped your shirt. You felt insecure as he eyes you

   "Your so beautiful" he said before smashing his lips back on to yours. He unclasped your bra while you took his shirt off, soon you were lying on your bed Billy on top of you. He kissed you as he slowly slid himself into you, soon you were moaning his name as he thrusted himself in and out of you becoming more closer to your orgasm each time. Soon you felt the familiar knot in your stomach and felt that his thrusts were becoming more sloppy you both met your release. He fell to the side of you and turned to look at you and you did the same.

    "Billy I want to loose weight" you said. You knew it wasn't because of the name calling you just wanted to prove everyone wrong, you didn't want to become a twig but you wanted to look more curvy. Billy nodded and looked you in the eyes

   "Whatever you want princess I'll even work out with you" he smiled you laughed and talked for the rest of the night 

*Time skip 10 years later *

You and Billy were still together and you both actually moved to California after your graduation. Billy opened a machanics shop and you were going to college to live your dream. You and Billy both worked out from the day after you said you wanted to lose weight and you lost 100 pounds, you weren't a twig but you were the right size to feel healthy. You walked to the mail box and got the mail while Billy was showering from his long day at work. You looked through the envelopes as you walked back into the house. You noticed one was from Hawkins high. You opened it noticing it was an invitation to your highschool reunion.  You laughed and waited for Billy to get out of the shower to tell him that you wanted to go.  And soon enough you both were sitting at the table and you discussed the topic. He was proud that you wanted to go and prove those assholes wrong and show you off to the shitheads that didn't deserve you. A few weeks later you were both packing a bag and leaving in his infamous blue Camaro to Hawkins.

Once you got there you checked into a motel and you both decided to sleep since the reunion was only a day away.  Waking up for the day was actually exciting, you've never felt this excited to go back to that school. Billy laughed at your hyperness 

   "Y/N are you ok?" He asked and you nodded while putting on some makeup you unpacked your black dress and put it on before throwing Billy his outfit. Soon enough you were both heading towards the school. When you got there and got out people were staring at you, Billy slung his arm over you like old times and laughed as you walked into the school. 

There was a table with name tags and you seen the girls that made fun of you all those years ago, you and Billy made your way over and picked up your tags you laughed at the girls faces and grabbed Billy's hand and walked to the gym. One of Billy's old friends came up and patted him on the back congratulating him on his score and asked for your  name,

   "My name's Y/N" you said smiling as his eyes widened.

    "What happened you use to be.."

   "Fat.. just say it you had no problem making fun of me in highschool, even tho I may have had a bit of rolls it didn't mean I didn't have feelings or a heart so save your compliments and sorrys I didn't need them then and I don't need them now" you cut him off and laughed. You dragged Billy to the dance floor and danced the night away laughing at people's reactions. Billy looked down at you while slow dancing and said.

    "Y/N you really are a work of art, I'm glad I got you before anyone else did" he said before kissing you and continuing to dance while people stared at you

A/n

(I know this probably won't be any good but I'm trying something new.. bare with me and I hope you like it)

[iamsonyeondone]

heir!svt // boo seungkwan

♥ fluffy!

♥ 3k words

this cutie full of sass and just overflowing love is the heir to his mother’s infamous jeju tangerine company

yeah people might think, oh thats nothing

but hoo boi they’re the no. 1 selling jeju tangerines in korea

because they’re so sweet just like the boo family :O

and sometimes they even import their goods worldwide, ITS THAT GOOD

back to our boo

he may seem pretty eccentric, especially when he’s around seokmin or soonyoung, but he’s also a sweetheart who takes care of his juniors and friends

like he will always remind them of their worth and sometimes get really clingy

but of course his sassy side is one of the many reasons that people love him too!!

they find it funny whenever he goes on a savage strike and literally drag anYone

like he doesnt care who your parents are, he will drag you down to hell

but everyone knows he doesnt mean it half the time, but when he actually does, it will bring shivers down your spine

since his well-loved among the students, he’s literally friends with everyone

especially the younger ones because he like to feel like an older brother and feels proud when his juniors look up to him

this is so soft fk

but he also has his moments where he wants to be taken care of too so he simply just joins his closest group of friends aka the big bunch of thirteen boys

people wonder how the heck they seem so close when all of them could form a class

anyWays, onto you

so theres two groups of people when it comes to seungkwan

1) you’re friends with him or 2) youre not

lucky you, you drop in the first category because if you dont, you’re just a sad outcast who doesnt like the cutest squishy boy

but even if you were friends with him, you werent as close to the extent where you guys hang out often

its the little greetings you guys say to each other in the hallways that keeps this acquaintance going

and its not like youre scared of him or anything

in fact its a little bit more than that

you’ve always admired him for being such a positive light in Pledis High along with his friends

and he’s someone that you aspire to be like - to be fearless and firm in yourself as well as be a pillar of strength for everyone else around

but you’re just that shy student who stammers during presentations because being in the center of attention scares the living heck out of you

he’s practically your aspiration

and its pretty difficult to get close to someone who has 46389392 other people to choose from to hang out with

but thats just you overthinking it because seungkwan has been wondering if he should just ask you to join him for lunch

on the other hand, seungkwan sees you as someone who works diligently behind the scenes

yeah sure you might not be able to lead people in a group project or voice out your opinions

but you do research like a mad scientist and quietly lead the group to an A for a project by leaving notes for improvement in their files

hell yeah he sees you, he sees potential in everyone

but its also because he thinks you’re pretty cute when you get so into the textbook that you’re literally inches away from kissing the pages

but he threatened vernon not to tell you that because he cant just mAke A MoVe

he wants to get to know you more first, about your favourite colour or what you think about when you daydream in class or how your brain manages to store so much information about general facts

most of the random facts you remember is from snapple bottles but no one needs to know that

so yeah maybe boo seungkwan is a little bit Whipped™ for you h a h a a little bit???

like every other day when seungkwan passes by your class, he sees you in your seat scribbling on your notes with furrowed eyebrows and your bottom lip between your teeth

and you just tugged on his heartstrings because how can someone look this good while doing something so,,, normal

and vernon has to snap him out of it

“dUde you’re really not making this crush thing any less subtle,”

and seungkwan nearly wants to hold him in a chokehold and make him regret his words

but when he takes another glance at you, you’re staring back and he’s quickly covering up his slightly blushed cheeks with a little wave

while you shot a shy smile towards him and waved back

and that simple action of yours just saved vernon from being suffocated

which also makes seungkwan say fuck it and ask you to join him for lunch or a study session after school that day

he wasn’t able to catch you at lunch that day, probably because you felt more comfortable in the quiet and cool library of the school

so when he sees you preparing your things to leave the school, he jogs right after you and nearly slams himself into your locker door

“hi! yn right?” he asks you, as if he’s never repeated your name in his mind every time he sees you

“y-yeah, what’s up?” you inquired back, zipping up your backpack and closing the locker door shut

“i was thinking, if you had the time, if you could join me on a study session today,”

and as much as you want to confirm his words, the way he looks at you with the hopeful sparkle in his eyes confirmed itself

boo seungkwan was asking you to hang out, and he chose you out of everyone else

“oh,, im free but i have a curfew so i hope you dont mind if we dont stay out too long,” you mustered every ounce of courage you had as you slung your bag over your shoulder

“great!! i know just the right place for us to study at,” he smiles, taking the spot next to you as he guide the both of you out of school

throughout the walk to the study spot seungkwan had planned, he had been talking about the stories about his friends and the way they have been annoyingly him lately - but of course they did it out of affection

“they say i pout alot when i get angry but i dont pout that much >:((” 

and as he whined about the statement, his lips indeed formed into a big sad pout just as his friends had said

as you tried to hold back the giggle, that is until he brows began going up and down in frustration like a rollercoaster

and that was the trigger 

you burst out laughing, covering your mouth even though it was too late to cover up

while he looked back at you with a confused look - although his chest felt entirely different

the way your eyes turned into crescent moons when you smiled really wide as well as the way your voice sounded harmonious to him

“i’m so sorry,, it’s just that,, your friends are totally right. look at you!!” you attempted to catch your breath while you held your phone to him, the front camera had indeed showed him the pouty face his friends had mentoned

“even you too??? but its not that bad right?” seungkwan looks back at you with pitiful puppy eyes and a part of you melts at the adorable sight

“no its not bad!! its actually pretty cute,” you reassured him, still recovering from your laughing fit

cute?? did you just call boo seungkwan cute??

he’s smile starts to radiate and his cheeks turn bright red from being flustered

but you were too busy chuckling at the accidental selfie he had taken on your phone

before he could even mention the compliment, the both of you had reached the cafe, swinging the door gently as you entered first while he followed behind you

you guys grabbed a spot by the corner, it being one of the best place, as recommended by seungkwan himself

“i’ll order the drinks and you can start studying first,” he shoots you a kind smile before sliding out from his chair

“oh yeah, what would you like?” he inquired, quickly giving him your normal order before he went to the counter

the place was beyond amazing and you werent sure how you havent seen it before when the shop had been placed near the school

the calm and soothing ambient given by the soft jazz playing in the speakers and the bright light illuminating the place was not glaring either

as you began flipping through your notes and your textbooks, seungkwan arrives with a tray of your drinks as well as slice of cake on a plate

“we didn’t order cake but the owner of the shop gave it to us on the house. maybe its because i’ve become a regular,” he chuckled, rubbing the nape of his neck after he had placed the tray to the side

“really?? ah we should thank them,” you turned towards the cashier where a man with circular glasses had a smile plastered on his face

and is that a,,, thumbs up?? did he just mouthed ‘good luck’?

“i think he wished us good luck for our exams since exam season is coming up,” but when you turn back to face seungkwan, he has his hand motioning back and forth across his neck, mouthing something along the lines of “shh”

“you actually know him?” you inquired, catching his attention as he nearly cracked his neck from turning too fast

“o-oh yeah sure! i come here pretty often remember? besides, we should really start studying before its too late,” he laughed nervously, slipping back into his seat and fetching out his required materials

and hour pasts and the pain in your neck starts to grow from facing your textbook from a weird angle, making you stretch in your seat while it captures his attention

“10 minute break?” he asks with a knowing smile as you nodded a little too enthusiastically, immediately regretting your decision while you held your drink in your hands, taking a few sips every so often

“did you get a lot done? i barely got the english practice questions done,” he sighed, taking a sip from his own cup

“yeah i guess. i managed to finish my english assignment too so i can help you if you want!” 

“reALLy?? ugh you’re a life savior yn. but enough of studies for now, LETS DIG IN,” he excitedly exclaims, placing the sliced cake between the both of you and handing a dainty small fork that matched his

your eyes sparkled in delight when you tasted the light whip cream along with the soft and spongy cake, eliciting giggles from seungkwan as your shoulders danced in elation

“you’re too adorable,” seungkwan complimented you on instinct

and its only when you look at him with wide eyes that he realized his action

“a-ah am i too straightforward?? i’ll stop if its uncomfortable,” 

but that compliment had brought a shy smile to your face, tinting the edges of your ears while you shook your head

you were slightly confused then - was your heart racing because you were with someone you admired, or was it because you began to see him in a different light

in a span of a few hours, seungkwan was more than you had assumed and you really meant that he was more than just an embodiment of positivity and sassiness

you werent sure what words you would exactly use to describe him now that you knew him a little more

but it was definitely not in a way where you saw him as an aspiration any longer

and more on seeing that smile on his face

“yn? yN? are you really sure its ok?” and that cute pout is on his face once again

“y-yeAH its totally fine!! we better finish this cake quick, my curfew is in another hour,” you smiled apologetically before taking another bite

“it’s alright, we can study together again if you want to,” 

and minutes just as fast as the time the both of you had spent together

in a split second, you had arrived at your door - although with many times you had reassured him you would be able to walk home alone, seungkwan wouldnt budge an inch

“i guess i’ll see you at school tomorrow?” he questioned, a small shy smile on his face

and as the both of you waved goodbye and went your separate ways, neither of you could wipe the wide smiles on your faces

days turn into months and a year felt like it had passed in a blink of an eye

so many things had happened during that period of time

without a doubt, you had become one of his closest friends (but others think otherwise when they see you two linking pinkies in the hallways)

and as we all know, all 13 boys came as a package, so it was only a matter of time until you met all 13 of them

it was a chaotic meeting, having to meet all of them at once made remembering names wayy more difficult

but after a while of getting to know them, you had grown accustomed to their personalities

like that one time that the noticeboard fell off the wall for some reason and you immediately thought of mingyu

you turn around and mingyu is standing right beside that noticeboard, with his entire body frozen into place

or like that one time seungkwan was telling about a prank that happened to him and asked if jeonghan was in charge of it and he just goes yEAH AND I GOT MY HAIR DYED BLUE FOR AN ENTIRE WEEK

and seungkwan was relieved that his friends had accepted you as a person

because they can get pretty protective of each other #squadgoAls 

but also because he wouldnt know what to do if they didnt like you when his crush on you is mAssive

it has grown to the point where he’s so close to confessing, but he never knows the right time to do so

on the other hand, you had begun to see him more than just a friend

the way he looked so worried when you had a little papercut on your finger

or when he stopped the other boys from teasing you because he feels this weird sense of anger boiling in the pit of his stomach

its called jealousy but boy has a little bit of a problem seeing it as it is

and anytime seungkwan initiates skinship with you, you feel your body heat up but its not to the point where you feel its overwhelming??

its more like this comfortable warmth that you can never get enough of

the kind of feeling you dont get with anyone else

and that was the moment you had finally accepted the fact that it had grown into a full-fledged Crush

either of you is still oblivious to each others feelings but its wayy to obvious to everyone else that theres something else brewing than ‘just friends’

but your thoughts and doubts get the best of you

because what if seungkwan is just this nice to everyone else?? i mean he did help out most of his juniors with their homework

and its normal seeing him hold hands and hug his other friends

and it kind of has your hopes lowered but it didnt hurt having a harmless crush right??

they come and go anyway

but seungkwan’s crush on you hasnt gone ever since his heart raced at the sight of you with the widest smiles

and he wasn’t planning to ignore it either

as per normal, the both of you walked into the cafe the both of you now frequented together, ordering the same drink but a different kind of cake to try every week

its come to the point where you guys have nearly tried every pastry there was in the cafe

but this time, seungkwan doesnt take out his notes or his pencil case with the matching tangerine keychain which you had gotten for him as a gift while your similar keychain hung on your bag

“what’s wrong?? no assignments this week?” you questioned, debating if you should finish yours alone

“well,,, not quite actually. but i felt like we needed a little break from studying since exams are over,” his eyes remain glued to the cup of iced americano in front of him 

which was weird since he would usually shoot you that warm smile you’ve grown to love so much

“is there anything wrong?” you had held onto his arm instinctively, thinking that maybe he just needed a little push to tell you whats on his mind

“i dont want to scare you or anything, so you dont need to answer back if you dont want to,” he rubbed the nape of his neck, playing nervously with the end of his hair

you nod along for him to continue, letting your hand linger on his while his eyes glanced towards the skin contact

“do you,, see me as anything more than a friend- you really dont have to answer it if it makes you feel-”

“yeah, is there something wrong with it?” you answered with a tiny bit of confidence

meanwhile your feet was bouncing under the table and your cheeks had already turned as bright as the red velvet cupcake between the both of you

and you answer shuts him up quickly

and it had been the first time he had looked back into your eyes ever since the both of you had stepped into the cafe

and they still look as sparkling as ever, if not, even more than you have ever seen them

his lips slowly curled into a bashful grin, accompanying his flushed red cheeks

“then i guess its appropriate to ask if,, if you’d be my,,,lover?” the term rolling off his tongue sends shivers down his spine

but when you bring his hand towards your lips, placing a quick peck, he nearly explodes and shortcircuits

“how could i ever say no?”

a/n: im so soft for seungkwan??? like i would squish his cheeks all day if i could o k also as per usual i’ll proofread this tomorrow morning because i can never get as inspired when it isnt 3 in the morning oops

[slashersteve]

Forgotten Love Letter 💌

pairing: Peter Parker/Gender Neutral Reader

summary: Peter discovers a letter you had intended to give him in freshman year of high school before you started dating.

warnings: mentions of blood 

note: I got inspired by letter writing in numerous fics I’ve been running into and tatbilb ofc 💕 enjoy :)) first imagine ive written in over 2 decades, it’s been sitting in my drafts for that long too- now she’s out here in the world thank u thank u

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The school week was officially over, and you could finally relax over the weekend. It had been an exhausting week with numerous amount of homework (it’ll be this way in college get used to it now teachers said or claimed) You still had homework, but it wouldn’t be due until the end of the next week, so Saturday was officially for you.

Your boyfriend of a year had promised you two would hang out at your place and watch a movie, but after his nightly activities. You knew Peter was Spider-man, an internet sensation everyone was crazy about including yourself. The only way you found out is because Peter has never been great at keeping secrets. He saw you on the street one time, and just waved, “Hey (y/n)!” He yelled, completely forgetting he was Spider-Man and not another high school student who can nonchalantly say hi to their significant other. You were hella confused and had awkwardly waved back, recognizing his voice but not quite sure if you heard it right.

It took you all night before you had put two and two together. From those late nights he wouldn’t answer your texts or would answer your text, weird bruises and aches he sometimes had, and his ability to climb through your window despite the fire escape being farther away from your 7th floor bedroom. And his voice. You quickly got to work and went to school the next day wearing custom made Spider-Man gear to see if he catches on that you know and he looked completely touched by the fact you were wearing it.

“Did you- figure it out when I said hi to you?” Peter asked one day underneath the bleachers during lunch before Ned came to join you two. You had smirked and said, “I thought the point of the mask was for people to not know who you are, especially the ones you know.” He blushed of embarrassment and you kissed him on the cheek and said, “Secrets safe with me...” with a wink.

It was after that when Peter would come to you after nearly every night patrol he did, he’d come into your room in the full suit to tell you about his day, what he had done, what kind of crime he fought and other times he’d come when he’s injured. Those were the nights that worried you the most and made you lecture him on being much, much more careful. You didn’t care if he’d heal fast- he’s not invincible.

You hadn’t expected him in early today though, knowing he was spending the entire day with his Aunt May before going on “patrol”. So you spent most your Saturday laying sround, sleeping on and off and texting Peter. Your mom was out all day working and you didn’t expect your dad home till the next morning because he’d just left for the graveyard shift. You were bored out of your mind after every favorite movie was watched and decided to clean up the mess in your room you ignored the past week.

An hour of picking up and vacuuming later, you then decided to organize your closet. That’s when you found it- a medium sized white wooden jewelry box with flower and swan designs on it your mother had gifted to you when you were eight. After putting all your clothes back and some in a box, you sat down on your bed, legs crossed as you wound up the music and then opened the box, the melody of Swan Lake playing the moment you lifted the lid. You smiled at the swan figurine that slowly spun along to the music. A feeling of nostalgia bursted through you as you were reminded of being a child, humming the tune wherever you went and drawing swans randomly. Your eyes shifted to look at the contents inside, letting the music continue to play.

There was anything but jewelry in there, In there was instead a few notes you and your best friend from middle school used to give each other, filled with silly stuff and inside jokes. There was even old letters from a pen pal you had in 5th grade! Her name was Elizabeth and she was from the UK. About a half hour had passed with you reading through them when you eyes caught the light pink, folded paper that was at the very bottom. You picked it up, setting the others aside.

You flipped it around, not remembering what the letter was, what it contained or who it was for right until you saw the name “Peter Parker” with a heart around it. Instantly your eyes widened, the happy nostalgic memories being replaced with the cringey memory of that one afternoon on the bus ride home writing out your feelings for your new friend from Science class. You felt your cheeks heat up at the memory, and slowly small tidbits of what you wrote were coming back to you.

Just as you moved to open it, there was a sudden loud knock on your window. You jumped in your spot, the letter falling from your hand and you turned to see the man himself in his Spider-Man suit, waving at you and pointing at the window asking you to let him in. Instantly you relaxed and quickly shoved the letters back into the box and shut it, the room becoming silent.

Hopping to your feet, you went to unlock the window, saying, “You’re here early did May-“ but your words got caught in your throat when you saw he was cut up and bleeding. He pulled his mask off, his brown locks of short hair sticking up in nearly every direction.

“Peter what the hell!” You cried, gently touching around a bruise on his left cheek and then looking down at his cut up suit to see the damage. It was pretty bad, but he just gave a pained toothy smile that you glared at, already knowing what he was going to say.

“It’ll heal- I dunno about the suit- but ill heal I just need to get kisses from you and lay down for a while and I’ll be better in no time,” he said, pecking your lips then walking passed you. You were baffled as he had one hand over his side and used the other to grab a towel to put over your bed before sitting down on it. You’d honestly never seen him this hurt- you’ve seen bruises, mega painful looking bruises, and few cuts but this was just bad. His suit was cut up. What kind of people did he run into for them to do that? He noticed you staring and sighed, “I know what you’re thinking (y/n), but really I’m okay! You should’ve seen the other guys.” He joked but you crossed your arms not amused.

“Other guys? Looking at how you ended up- I can only assume you killed them,” you said in a serious tone, but he laughed like it was a joke. When he saw you weren’t laughing he let his head fall downwards for a moment.

“Can you not lecture me right now- this really hurts,” he motioned over his wounds and you sighed once more, hands falling to the side as he gave you those puppy dog eyes now. You didn’t say anything as you wandered over to your door and went to retrieve some things to clean his wounds. He may heal pretty fast, but you’ll be damned if he’s going to lay there all bloodied up and in pain. Peter watched you go and pushed himself more onto the bed, before swinging his feet up and knocking over the music box on your bed. He raised a brow, and grabbed it, realizing it was a music box when he saw the wound up in the back. He opened it after twisting it, smiling at the soft tune that began to play out like you had done. He curiously looked at its contents and he would’ve left it alone because it was clearly private if they were in a box, but his eyes caught sight of a “-rker” and when he moved the other papers he saw it was his name. Curiosity got the best of him as he pulled out the pink, folded sheet of paper and laughed softly when he saw it was his name written in your handwriting in the center of a near perfect looking heart.

He glanced at the door to see if you were coming back, and saw you still werent back so he gently opened it, seeing a full page of writing and a date at the top, Peter recognizing the year as freshman year, the year you transferred to Midtown High and the first year you met. He felt his heart warm up as he realized what this was.

It was a love letter.

Dear Peter Parker,

I know we’ve only just met, but every time I’m around you I feel butterflies in my stomach and my heart races 100 beats per minute. You’re very sweet, funny, and really smart and I couldn’t help but feel these feelings for you even if we’ve only known each other for a month or two. Everyday spent with you has been the best days of my life! I came to this school with no friends and dreaded having to have to do a partner project in biology. You were kind enough to sit by me and ask me to work with you. After that, I couldn’t stop myself from falling in love with you. I feel silly for writing a letter, but I’m not really good with words and I am not sure you feel the same. I’m currently writing on the bus ride home, hoping to god the person behind me isn’t looking over the seat. I would be so embarrassed! But- I really hope you do feel the same way, I’ll be crushed if you didn’t. Please don’t think I’m a fool for writing this letter

With love,

(y/n)

By the time Peter got to the end, the smile on his lips were so wide. He found this completely touching and adorable because it was dated about 3 months before you two even began to date towards the middle of freshman year. The fact that you already liked him so much before then also made him a bit giddy.

You had just gotten out from your parents bathroom, having been in there a while trying to find the first aid kit. When you walking back down the hall towards your bedroom you stopped when you heard Swan Lake.

“Oh...oh no-“ your heart dropped as you remember what was in that box and you ran into your room, eyes widen when you saw Peter holding the letter in his hands, “What are you doing?!” The music ended on queue and Peter snapped his head in your direction, seeing your horrified expression. You set the first aid kit onto the dresser near the door and reached to take the note away from him but he dodged your hand, “Give it! Please don’t read it! It’s from a year ago please Peter!” You begged, “I don’t even know what’s in it, it’s probably horrible!” Peter hadn’t said anything, just smiling playfully and keeping the note away from you as you leaned over him, still being aware of his injuries. Although he’d forgotten about his own injuries being distracted by your letter. He fell backwards and groaned in pain swinging his legs over the side of your bed. Your eyes widened.

“I already read it by the way,” Peter said, looking up at where you sat next to him, one leg crossed over the other, “I can’t believe you didn’t give it to me! We could’ve been dating way sooner!” You tilted your head, cheeks heating up as you snatched the letter from him and scanned over it quickly.

“Dear god no- this would’ve slowed things down! This is so- so bad,” you claimed and looked back at him with a major cringe on your face. Peter shook his head disagreeing with you, “I barely knew you- are you telling me you wouldn’t of been freaked out by this? It’s kind of stalkerish.”

“Nope!”

You shook your head in disbelief, and looked back down at the paper, embarrassed by the horrible confession of love whereas Peter was grinning like a child next to you.

“It’s cute that you’ve always had a crush on me,” he teased you, you became flushed and began to fold the sides of the paper nervously, “hey, hey why are you so embarrassed? I liked you too you know.” He admitted, pushing himself up now clenching his side lightly. You set the letter down and got the first aid kit.

“I don’t know why I’m so embarrassed,” you admitted as you took the same spot next to him, “We’re literally dating. And I feel like I can’t even look at you.”

“Well- you got what you wanted,” Peter said as he tapped on the spider logo on his, his suit loosing up and falling off his shoulders to reveal the bloody wounds. Normally when he had his shirt off you wouldn’t able to concentrate, no one should let the nerd demeanor throw them off, he was pretty built and it was nice. The wounds were your main focus, along with that embarrassing letter though, there was no time to ogle.

“Oh yeah?” You asked, a smirk on your lips as you got out the supplies, “And what was it I wanted?”

“For me to return your feelings, thus us beginning to date, you got it all!” he explained, wincing when you began to clean around his wounds, “Why did you never give me the letter? It was really sweet...” he said in a strain voice, you pursed your lips together and looked at him.

“I don’t know, I remember coming home that day and just setting it into the music box and never letting it see the light of day again.”

“There must’ve been a- ow,” he closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip and you seized cleaning one of the bigger wounds, looking at him with a sorry look, “a reason!” You licked your lip as you began to think back to that day, and it suddenly hit you. You laughed sadly.

“The next day, I ran into this girl and she was crying. And I asked her what was wrong and she said that she sent a long text to her crush about how much she liked him and he completely ignored her, and that he wouldn’t talk to her,” you explained, Peter frowned, “So as you can tell...that really discouraged me.”

“What a damn jerk,” Peter said raising a brow, “I wouldn’t of done that to you, I mean- look at us now-“

“Me cleaning up your wounds after a year of dating?” You chirped and he smiled fondly.

“Well- we could be doing more!” He teased and wiggled his eyebrows and you rolled your eyes, “Woah! I meant watching a movie together and cuddling! What were you thinking?”

“There will be no cuddling because you’re hurt,” you gestured to his wounds and he scoffed and put out his bottom lip. You continued to clean up in wounds in silence, suppressing that smile on your lips.

When he was all clean and bandaged up, you dug into your extra clothes and handed him a pair of sweatpants and then gave him one of your large sweatshirts you wore in the colder weather. You helped him get it on, pulling the sweatshirt gently over his back and stomach. He wasn’t hiding the fact that it hurt, and you pat the spot next to you.

“Thought we were going to watch a movie,” he said, crawling next to you onto your bed and settling down facing you, propping his head up with his right arm. You shook your head.

“M’ kind of tired,” you mumbled, fluffing your pillow. Peter blinked, and noticed that he was pretty tired too, Aunt May knew he was going over to your place, so sleeping over wouldn’t be the worst thing. He leaned over, catching your lips into a kiss and with a cheeky grin he said, “Thank you for taking care of me (y/n), I don’t know what I’d do without you. Everyday spent with you has been the best days of my life and I can’t wait for more!” Your eyes widen and you flicked him in the shoulder as he laughed loudly, falling into his back. You nuzzled your head into his arm, not wanting to lay on him due to his injuries.

“Everything in that letter was true by the way, Peter.” You said, closing your eyes. Peters eyes were already closed, but there was a smile on lips before both of you fell asleep.

[rosapeachhogwartsmystery]

Can I really trust you? (Hogwarts Mystery Imagine - fem!reader x Ben Copper)

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Words: 2497

Pairing: fem!reader x Ben Copper

Summary: You have been staring at Ben more often than you like to admit. Rowan would point out he might have to do something with R you would tell Rowan that Ben wouldn’t lie to you. Once you follow him out of the Great Hall, something happened. Perhaps Rowan was right after all. Ben might not be telling the truth, or is he?

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Ben noticed you have been staring at him more often lately. He just didn’t understand why though. Did he do something wrong? Didn’t you trust him anymore after Rowan became suspicious? It didn’t make sense though, because you said you believed him. Those letters from R were addressed to him, but he just couldn’t remember them. Or perhaps he did remember them, but he tried to forget about it. He didn’t want you to be suspicious of him, after all, you were a really great friend. You have helped him out when he needed it. You even duelled Merula, because she called him a Mudblood. He hasn’t said anything weird to you lately, has he? If he did then he would have been embarrassed about it. No, it couldn’t be that. There must be another reason why you were staring at him. He was sitting in the Great Hall, eating his lunch, when he caught you staring at him again. You quickly looked away when your eyes met each other. What was going on?

 Rowan sat next to you and elbowed you. “What are you doing, Y/N?” She asked. “Nothing.” You mumbled, blushing a little. “Oh, so staring at Ben is nothing?” She asked, smirking slightly. “You have doing that a lot lately. You have to be careful, Y/N. He might have seen it.” She said amused. You knew he might have caught you staring at him often, but you definitely wouldn’t admit you did such a thing. “I wasn’t staring at Ben. I was just thinking.” You muttered. “Sure you were.” She said, rolling her eyes. “Let me guess, did those thoughts include Ben?” She teased you. You elbowed her “You are a terrible friend, Khanna.” You said with a grin. “Hey! I’m just looking after you. I mean, after this whole ‘R’ thing, I’m not sure whether Ben is telling the truth or not. I don’t want you to get hurt.” She said honestly.

“Rowan, Ben wouldn’t lie about such a thing.” You said, wanting to believe Ben’s word, but you knew there was always the possibility he might knew something about it. “And if he did something he might not be able to remember it because someone made sure he wouldn’t remember it. Perhaps a Forgetfulness Potion.” You pointed out. “That might be so, but I don’t want you to do something you might regret later.” Rowan said. You sighed and shook your head. There was no way Ben did something bad. You thought Ben was a really sweet guy and you definitely enjoyed being around him. He might be a coward often, but he did help you with the Cursed Vaults. You thought he was really helpful. He was also very talented at Charms and you would sometimes ask him for advice. There was just no way you would be able to see Ben as the bad guy.

 Once Ben was about to leave the Great Hall you stood up. “Rowan, I can assure you that Ben doesn’t intend to harm anyone. We can trust him.” You said. “In fact, I’m going to ask him if he wants to help me practice Charms. I feel like it will help me a lot with the Cursed Vaults. I mean, charms will help me with solving the mysteries around the Cursed Vaults.” You said. “Just like any other class.” Rowan pointed out. “That is true, but Ben is especially talented at Charms. Just like Penny is really good at Potions. You are really good at studying.” You said with a smile. Rowan sighed with a smile. “Well, go then. Ben has already left the Great Hall.” She said. You grinned and then you quickly left the Great Hall. You didn’t know where Ben was going, but you managed to spot him in the crowd. You quickly followed after him, wondering where he was going.

 Oh, he was going the Artefacts room. You knew Ben would go there often. Perhaps he wanted to be alone? You still wanted to ask him to help you with Charms. You weren’t going to back out of it now. You slowly opened the door. Ben didn’t notice you entering the Artefacts room, like he was busy looking for something inside the room. You slowly walked over to him and then you placed a hand on his shoulder. Ben was startled and grabbed his wand immediately. “Depulso!” He said, pointing his wand at you. Before you knew it, you were blasted against the wall. Things fell onto you and your head began throbbing a lot. You must have hit your head pretty hard. Maybe you should have said something when you entered the room. You couldn’t help it but to feel hurt he would just attack you like that. You quickly tried to get the things off you.

 “Y/N?” Ben said surprised slowly stepping closer to you, his eyes widened a little. You bit your lip and then you quickly stood up, leaving the Artefacts Room as quickly as possible. Ben called out your name again, but you didn’t turn around. No, you weren’t going back. He might not have done it on purpose, but the fact he was so startled he attacked you hurt you. He was up to something, you just knew he was up to something. You didn’t want to listen to Rowan, but it was hard to ignore such evidence. You knew you should probably head to the Hospital Wing now. Your head hurt a lot and you knew it was better to get it fixed.

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“So, you don’t know who attacked you, miss Y/L/N?” Madam Pomfrey asked when she used a healing spell. “No, I wasn’t really looking where I was going when I was attacked.” You lied. “That is unusual.” She said. “I mean, normally you know what happened and who were involved.” She pointed out. “Yeah, I was daydreaming a bit. Probably not a good idea.” You lied, trying to smile a little. She sighed a little. “Well, you are good to go. And please, try to be more careful. Such accidents can be prevented easily.” She said. “I will try to be more careful. Thanks for the help, Madam Pomfrey.” You said when you left the Hospital Wing.

 You sighed once you were out, slowly making your way to the common room. You wanted to hide in your dormitory, thinking that would be the only place you could think clearly now. You didn’t want to face anyone. Rowan would probably ask you what happened and probably suspect Ben even more. You definitely didn’t want to face Ben now. You didn’t want to assume things. You just thought the whole scene was really suspicious. Perhaps it was your own fault for not saying anything when you entered the room. Then again, he could have done the same thing if he heard you speak up. After all you had entered the room without him realizing it. Maybe your voice would have startled him just as much. You didn’t want to think about it. It had happened and it was enough to confuse you. Maybe you were just too blind to see Ben was being suspicious, because you liked him more than you would like to admit.

 On your way to your Common Room you saw Ben. Your eyes widened and you quickly tried to take a different way. Of course, Ben had already seen you and began following you. You tried to speed up the pace, hoping you could lose him on the way. The last thing you wanted was to talk to Ben. You weren’t thinking straight and you needed to think straight to make the right decision, at least you thought you would make the right the decision if you were thinking more straight. You just couldn’t talk to him right now. You just knew it.

 You froze when Ben had caught your hand. You stopped walking, not turning around to look at him. “Y/N…” He spoke softly. You didn’t know what to say. Your eyes were getting watery and you refused to turn around. You weren’t going to cry, you refused to cry. “I’m sorry for hitting you with that charm.” He said softly, sounding apologetic. “I didn’t mean to hit you. I just didn’t know it was you.” He said honestly. You bit your lip, closing your eyes. You hoped your tears would disappear, but they didn’t. Tears were already rolling down your cheeks. “No...! I-I didn’t mean to make you cry...!” He said, panicking a little when he walked in front of you. He gently grabbed your shoulder, but you struggled a bit, making him let go.

 “Are you being honest with me, Ben?” You asked softly. “What do you mean?” He asked. “I want to trust you, Ben. I really do, but the way you are acting… I can’t help to wonder if you are lying to me.” You said softly. “W-what? No, I’m not lying to you.” He said. “Why were you in the Artefacts Room looking for something…? I know you get startled easily, but you have never grabbed your wand before.” You said, looking into his eyes. Tears were still falling down. You wanted to hear the truth. “I was just looking for some charms to practice. I swear, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” He said. His eyes were getting watery as well. “How can I be sure you are telling the truth, Ben?” You asked. “I don’t want to suspect you, I really don’t, but you have been acting strange.” You said.

 “Please, Y/N. You have to believe me. I don’t remember those letters. I really don’t remember writing R. I’m not doing anything against you.” Ben said, tears rolling down his face. “For Merlin’s sake... I don’t know what to believe anymore…! These Cursed Vaults, they only cause trouble.” You mumbled to yourself, panicking a bit. You really didn’t know what to do. You definitely still liked Ben, but how could you like him if he does know something about R? You didn’t want to be lied to. No matter what the reason was. You needed to keep looking for the Cursed Vaults to find Jacob. You knew if your brother wasn’t missing things might have been normal. What if there were more people you couldn’t trust? What if you couldn’t trust your friends? There would be nobody left. Your mother doesn’t want to hear anything about the Cursed Vaults and you knew your dad wouldn’t either after Jacob’s disappearance. You would be all alone…

 Your eyes widened when Ben pulled you into a tight hug. “B-Ben?” You said very softly, surprised by his action. “I don’t want you to think I’m not being honest with you.” He said. “I want you to trust me.” He said softly, still not letting go. “I want to trust you as well.” You spoke up softly. “Then, how could I prove it to you?” He asked softly. “Really, I would do anything.” He said, sounding just a little nervous. You thought about something, wondering if he would tell you the truth. “Do you promise to tell me the truth…?” You asked. “Of course.” He said immediately. “Have… have you seen me do something more often lately…?” You asked. “I-eh… I think so…” He said softly. “What have I been doing?” You asked, blushing slightly. “You were… you were staring at me.” He said. “Do you know why...?” You asked. “No, I really don’t.” He said honestly. You avoided his gaze, blushing more. You bit your lip, wondering if you should tell him why you have been staring at him. You took a deep breath.

 “I like you, Ben… I really like you.” You said seriously. Ben looked baffled, almost wanting to make himself believe you just really liked him as a good friend. But he couldn’t do that. He knew what kind of like you were talking about. “I-if I wasn’t clear enough, I fancy you, Ben…” You mumbled softly, blushing more. You slowly hid your face in your hands, feeling a bit embarrassed you have told him you liked him. “That is why I do want to trust you. I don’t want to feel like you are suspicious.” You said softly. It all sounded a little muffled, because you didn’t pull your hands away from your face. Meanwhile Ben was trying to let this all sink in. He didn’t expect to hear this from you after you began crying. He thought the friendship would be over after he attacked you by accident. Now he was feeling like a blushing mess.

 Ben slowly pulled your hands away from your face, looking into your eyes. “Do you actually mean it?” He asked. You nodded. “Do I have to say it again?” You asked, still blushing. He shook his head and then he leant in closer to your face. “I actually like you a lot too…” He said softly, blushing a lot. You couldn’t refrain yourself from kissing him. He tensed up a little for a moment. Once he relaxed he kissed you back. The kiss was sweet and you could feel the tension you felt earlier leaving your body. You were sure about one thing; he liked you as well. If he didn’t like you he would probably have let you know in some kind of way. He wouldn’t have kissed you back if he didn’t like you nor he would have told you.

 You two looked at each other, both still blushing a lot. “I hope that convinced you that I’m honest with you.” He said softly. “I promise I will tell you the truth.” He said softly. You nodded lightly. “I believe you, Ben.” You said softly. You rubbed away the last tears, slowly smiling again. He seemed to smile as well. Perhaps running into him wasn’t as bad as you anticipated. You definitely felt a lot better about everything. You have got a lot off your chest and it made you feel pretty calm again. Well, you were also excited because you have just kissed your crush and admitted you liked him. You were happy he liked you back and you knew this was the start of something new.

 Ben held your hand when you two walked towards the Great Hall. You two weren’t saying much besides smiling a lot. It was like you two didn’t need any words to show each other how you were feeling. Although Ben decided to bring up the attack. “I feel like I have to make things up with you.” He said. “Please, I’m going to feel bad if I don’t do anything.” He said honestly. “Hm…” You thought about what he could do. “Perhaps you could help me with Charms, so I can improve myself.” You said. “Or, perhaps we can go to Hogsmeade together.” You said with a grin. “How about we do both?” Ben said with a smile. “I really like that idea a lot.”

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Oh fuck i cant stand this

Ive already almost used up my damn mobile data again and i only bought it yesterday. Fuck i want to go home. You guys are like the only comfort i have here and i dunno what im gonna do when i cant message you again

Fuckin hell stupid shit day! I was supposed to go to a therapy class thing today but the stupid bus went past where my abusive father lives and i had a MASSIVE FREAKOUT and had to go home and then ofcourse to go home you have to go back on the stupid same bus!! I fuckib failed and wasted the doctor's time and he had to grab me to stop me from running off the bus crying and back to fuckin hell dad's house because im shit and i deserve everything he ever did to me

AND THEN fuckin same doctor continues the relentless constant tide of everyone misgendering me and making crass transphobic jokes

"You see you've gotta understand the other opinion" he says, as if trans people werent fuckin raised SURROUNDED by cis people's predjudiced opinion of us and taught it was fact. As if it didnt take me SO MUCH WORK to even become confident enough to stand up for myself! I've gotta see the 'other opinion' that "yknow well families and children use public bathrooms and theyre scared trans people will molest their children so its understandable they want to kick you out or even act violent to you". Yknow the OTHER OPINION that MY OPINION DOESNT MATTER and also MY ENTIRE EXISTANCE IS A CRIME but i'm the one being predjudiced for not accepting that OPINION, right?! Im here trying to tell him that no that isnt rational because there have been LITERALLY NO RECORDED CASES of trans people molesting children in public bathrooms, or even "evil men faking being trans" to do the same thing. There's been more cases of actual cis men breaking into women's bathrooms to drag women out for merely LOOKING trans. More cis women have been harassed because of anti trans laws than they ever did before! But hey "respect that other opinion", right? And also "at least its not as bad as russia" and "but gay pride is everywhere now, that one footballer had rainbow shoelaces." Hey wow i never noticed that not only was homophobia totally over but also transphobia was remotely related to that! Wow! I seriously had to bring out the fuckin 1600s historical investigation on pre-british olde englishe that showed the existance of a gender neutral pronoun before the word "he" ever existed, and the existance of transgender pride and pronoun discussions in the 1800s before the word transgender was even popularized. I cant believe i fuckin had to do a 'show your sources that queer people existed before the internet' IN REAL LIFE. WITH A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL. I can point at the damn NHS website but nooooo!

Oh and yknow what got me the most? YKNOW WHAT GOT ME THE MOST?? "We have sick people here, you cant expect them to remember stuff like that. Dont ruin their recovery by bringing up stuff like that." Like..fuckin..IM A FUCKIN PATIENT TOO. I wasnt even asking the other patients to stop hurting me i was asking you the staff to maybe consider it! And seriously you want me to be so super ultra perpetually prepared and perpetually rational and able to keep my existance secret and out of every conversation yet theyre too ill to learn about lgbt people existing? Just a sentence would be too painful? And me living every day being misgendered doesnt impact my ability to recover at all, eh? Fuckin shitting fuck hell.

And i hate it i HATE IT because he's being nice so i'll be the bad guy if i complain. Likehe fuckin..doesnt even know he's being rude and doesnt want to consider the idea. He says 'i dont like your tone' if i suggest the concept and FUCK in that moment i was so fuckin scared he was gonna hit me like my dad did. Or at tge very least kick me out of the hospital if i dont cooperate with him. He just fuckin..thinks he's perfectly unbiased and accepts everyone and "oh but i like to make fun of everyone equally". And i even fuckin raised the subject that people who say that often only make fun of minorities and never themselves, the majority, or major power structures. And he's just like 'yeah yeh i hate people like that'. Whoosh. Rigjt over the head. God i wasnt even TRYING to be passive aggressive i was trying tk outright tell him why what he said was upsetting me but NOPE. Trying to explain how its just so hard and tiring to have to verrrrrry patientlyyyyy explain yourself to EVERYONE EVERY DAY CONSTANTLY while they sling loads of rude words at you and it should be just allowed because they 'dont know better'. Like you ask me to educate you but at the same time im rude if i actually tell you?? And god i also tried to explain how the fuckin bathroom violence thing isnt an example of 'educating another opinion' AGAIN by saying like... If someone just asked me to explain being transgender i would. If someone just said they were uncomfortable i would leave. That's 'another opinion'. Reacting with slurs and violence to a trans person existing and not doing anything to you is not 'another opinion' and its not someone who 'just didnt know'. He was seriously trying to argue that it WASNT BIGOTED it was just someone rationally being afraid for their children because of a danger that doesnt exist, and rationally reacting with extreme violence rather than doing anything else. Rationally. RATIONALLY. oh just MISTAKENLY committing a hate crime! Cos they just didnt know trans people exist! Not cos they hate us! Oh no! Yeah sure we totally have a fucking DUTY to educate these POOR UNKNOWING PEOPLE while theyre attacking us, and its our damn fault if we didnt...

And just fucking FUCK i hate how someone can say all that stuff and still be "nice" and still not hate me personally? Like its so messed up?? He's not anti trans or anything he just has so much more damn sympathy for cis people than trans people, and puts all the onus on us to somehow prevent our own murders. And he thinks that "i dont have a problem with trans people" means doing LITERALLY NOTHING to change your behaviour to make trans people feel accepted. They should just magically know that your jokes are jokes when theyre surrounded by so many people saying it honestly, in CONSTANT FEAR OF THAT EXACT THING LEADING TO VIOLENCE. And like in order to be "a guy who has no problem with trans people" he has to do nothing, while in order for me to be not bigoted against HIM it means i have to never get offended by his jokes and also never talk about myself and also constantly educate him about things because he doesnt want to learn, even though he works in a hospital thats supposed to have an anti discrimination policy. Like fuckin just NOT HURTING LGBT PEOPLE doesnt make you discrimination free, shit like telling me to misgender myself because my pronouns would confuse the other patients is kinda fuckin fucked up. Also "that's a question for later" is all i CONSTANTLY get when it comes to talking about legal name changes or therapy or even just talking to an lgbt support group. I have to wait until i stop being depressed because oh no im talking about too many mental illnesses at once. Its been seven years and i havent fuckin stopped being depressed, bitch! Ever consider a fuckin symptom of gender dysphoria is a big ol fat depression!!! And just gahhhhh he was so fuckin baffled and angry that i would dare to get emotional about the subject?? Like he just saw DEBATING WHETHER TRANS PEOPLE ARE REAL and WHETHER PEOPLE WHO MURDER THEM FOR USING THE BATHROOM ARE JUSTIFIED as a perfectly normal casual discussion that a Non Transphobic Man could have with his transgender friend. Why oh why would i cry about this casual hypothetical discussion? Hey its not like it fuckin affects me directly! "Well its never happened to you right?" A Ha Ha Ha Ha. Also fuckin "so which bathroom do you use?" and "well you're not really transgender if youre not getting the surgery-oh wait you do want the surgery? How does that work then?" I swear i could just see the gears turning in his head and he was about to say "do you want both down there". Gahhhhhh *cringes myself into a tiny tumbleweed and blows away*

Also the entire time he kept calling being trans a sexuality and also asexuality. "No youre not trans youre asexual right?" Yeah sure ive just been saying im trans and saying im not a girl and wearing a chest binder and talking this entire conversation about my experiences as a trans person in public bathrooms just to pull an elaborate prank on you. And like i know what he meant is that he thought the word for nonbinary was asexual (has asexuality REALLY made so little progress towards getting into the sex ed curriculum in the entire 25 years of my life?) But like seriously he was like "youre not really trans if youre nonbinary". And then fuck dude i dont wanna explain how surgery works to you!! And especially not also my entirely unrelated sexuality that has entirely different equally upsetting predjudices!

Ans gahhhh fuck i just got no sympathy for crying and he acted as if it was just some wildly unexpected occurance he never could have predicted. And i hate it cos he's nice to me whenever the subject is about anything else. I cant get any symoathey from ANYONE because he's A NICE GUY and why dont i just understaaaaaand other opinionnnnnns

I wanted to fuckin quit this whole thing on the spot and go home. Only reason i cant is because my support worker is off work until thursday auauauaughhh

Fuck at least one positive i guess is that ive made progress in the social anxiety or at least gotten better at giving the impression im making progress. Cos i want to LEAVE AS FAST AS POSSIBLE. And also fuck all my other worries seem less suicide-inducing when im actually getting the closest ive ever been to killing myself on a daily basis because of a stupid other thing that i never could have predicted. Go here for one form of self hate, come home with another! Yayyyyy

And fuck i havent even made a single bit of progress on drawing or writing anything and i cant practise making ganes cos my laptop cant run rpgmaker and i havent even started reading my giant pile of books cos they fuckin LOOK THROUGH THE WINDOW EVERY SINGLE HOUR TO MAKE SURE YOU AINT KILLED YOURSELF. i have no fuckin pribacy and its making me wanna kill myself even more!! I just live constantly on edge looking at the fuckin door window and i cant even do anything to distract myself because im too scared of them looking at me!! Or barging in at no notice to tell me i have to do some big stressful thing RIGHT NOW because i dont even get advance notice of anything aaaa! And fuck i dont have anywhere to go to even calm down from a panic attack cos i have no privacy so at least im getting over being scared of going outside cos outside is the only place i can go to cry. Fuckin strangers in the crowd at least wont cause shit if they see me.

Fuck i want to go home. Fuck i wish i had enough money to keep buying mobile internet. Its like fuckin 750mb a day to run tumblr but its all ive got to talk to any person who doesnt hate me or patronize me or think im faking a bunch of shit or whatever the fuck. And im not even any fun to be around when im like this so im probably just ruining your day too. And im probably gonna vanish again soon and then just go back to crying alone and getting worse and probably never being able to leave

I knew it was gonna be stressdul but i didnt predict any of this.. I just wanna fuckin die. I wanted to jump out the car and go to my old dad's house and have him pull open the door and slap me around a bit. Like call me a fucking dyke, call me a sick retard, be honest about your feelings! I'd fuckin take being abused over this "oh youre the bad one for being mad because i had goooood intentions" reverse psychology bigotry from hell. Either these people are evil geniuses or theyre even more stupid like me. Fuckin shit dad please manifest in my room and slap me, killing me instantly. I feel like being scared of you would at least be a faster emotion than this nebulous sensation of confusing unease and dysphoria 24/7 for 6 fuckin months. One week done, haha! Hahahabahahahahahahahahahahahahshahahahahahshshshahshahahahhahahaaaa

[inawickedlittletown]

Walking The Wire (106/?)

Summary: Tony Stark always knew about Peter Parker. He didn’t know that Peter was going to get superpowers and become Spider-Man, but he always knew about Peter because Peter was his son.

This will span from pre-Iron Man up through the rest of the MCU (eventually including Infinity War) and will be for the most part canon compliant except where I’ve taken some liberties and interpreted canon a certain way.

Pairings: Pepper/Tony, Tony/Steve (endgame), Tony/Mary (past)

A/N: If you want me to tag you when I post new chapters let me know. This fic is also on AO3

I used Collider’s MCU timeline to stay canon and the title of this fic is an Imagine Dragons song that is just so fitting for Peter and Tony

@findmeinthestarss

Masterpost

Chapter One Hundred Five

It turned out that having Michelle know he was Spider-Man and acknowledging that she did was a good thing. Michelle was just all that much better about covering for Peter. Just the other day when they’d gone on a small class trip and Peter had spotted a mugging happening, it was Michelle that had distracted everyone long enough for Peter to get away unnoticed and then again when he rejoined them.

The only thing about Michelle was that unlike Ned, she actually seemed concerned about what Peter got up to. She worried. It was weird especially when she pretended that she didn’t in person and then sent him long rambling texts about how he wasn’t being careful and how close he came to getting injured or hurting others.

It was all on par with how much coverage Spider-Man had started to get from the media which Peter didn’t particularly like. At first it had seemed cool to be mentioned on the news all the time and to have articles about Spider-Man popping up everywhere. His favorite were the YouTube videos since those were usually fun to watch mostly because they weren’t all made by anyone truly professional. But after a while, even those got old. It got annoying. Tony definitely disliked it.

“I just don’t like how interested everyone seems to be in finding out your identity,” his dad said while they were tinkering in the workshop. “It’s none of their business.”

Peter liked listening to him rant. It was kind of hilarious especially when one considered Tony’s own media presence basically his entirely life.

“And it’s not like we’ve announced that you’re an Avenger or anything but some reason they just seem to associate you with us.”

That’s when Steve spoke up. “That’s because they see you out and about with him all the time as Iron Man and Iron Man is an Avenger.”

“That isn’t the point,” Tony said.

“And also, Peter’s the only hero that’s popped up that has a hidden identity. Gives everyone a mystery to want to solve.”

Tony muttered some more and Peter tried not to laugh. He could tell that Steve was amused too.

Since all that stuff with The Vulture, Tony still did tend to show up when Peter needed help. He was better about letting Peter be involved in things especially when they didn’t involve alien tech. They had stopped some weird guy with what seemed to be some sort of power -- Tony said he was probably an inhuman -- just the other day from destroying a big portion of Greenwich Village. The guy hadn’t been doing it on purpose it turned out it. It was just that his powers were so unstable. Peter had been glad to have Tony there because he didn’t a single person could have handled everything that instance entailed. Even Vision had made an appearance for that. In the end they had subdued the guy and Tony had handed him over to a the new Shield.

“But also, it’s not just the identity thing,” Tony kept on, “it’s that there’s varying degrees of coverage. He’s good for the city. He’s a vigilante. He’s an Avenger. He’s not. It’s ridiculous. At least no one seems to have put together that I built your suit. Or at least no one’s written an article about it yet. And can you imagine if anyone found out I had a son? Because then they would definitely start questioning whether you were the one under the mask and then my parenting would come into question.”

It was no surprise to Peter that Ned loved it. He had a whole collection on articles written about him and he would send Peter the more outrageous ones and Peter would pass those on to Steve because Steve loved reading them too. May seemed to agree with Tony on the whole matter. But then, May also tended to try and get Peter to quit being Spider-Man altogether whenever she saw him and it wasn’t something that was ever likely to stop. She liked to bring up questions about school and girlfriends and college and how Spider-Man wouldn’t be an ideal addition to any of those as her way of asking him to stop.

As he stepped out of Midtown one afternoon, Peter was surprised when he spotted Tony complete with a baseball cap, sunglasses, a grin, and a thermal cup that probably contained coffee, leaning against a sleek black car that at least proved to be his least flashy. Still, no matter how hard he was trying, he looked out of place and people were noticing him.

Michelle who had walked out with him spotted Tony with no problem and when Peter glanced at her he could practically see her thinking. Her left eyebrow rose and she stared him down.

“Is Tony Stark actually picking you up right now?”

Peter shook his head. “Nope. It’s all in your imagination. You’re hallucinating.”

Michelle laughed -- cackled more like and Peter grinned back at her as she nudged him and rolled her eyes. Ned appeared then, busy with his backpack as he walked, and only managing to not run into anyone because anyone in his path dodged him.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“Your boy here is being picked up by Tony Stark. Fancy that. I bet Flash will be jealous.”

“Which is why I’m going to go before anyone else notices,” Peter said and rushed away. When he looked back Michelle waved and Ned grinned at him and gave him thumbs up.

“Hey,” Peter said when he was close enough.

“Hi, kiddo,” his dad said, “I was in the area so I figured I’d come by and get you. I was also sort of craving this apple crostini this one restaurant has so we’re going to have to make a stop for that. Up for it?”

Peter rolled his eyes but nodded. “Sure.”

They got into the car and when Peter looked out the window he realized that a few people were watching them. Someone must have caught onto Tony being there. Not that it really mattered since everyone knew that Peter had a Stark Internship. Of course, no intern could have ever expected for Tony Stark himself to show up to pick them up from school. He was definitely going to hear about it.

The restaurant Tony took them to was a hole in the wall that no one would have ever noticed and yet it was busy. A well known secret. Nevertheless, they were seated at a discrete table towards the back without much wait which told Peter that Tony had called ahead.

“Why are we really here?” Peter asked.

“I told you -- apple crostini. Also, remind me to order one to go because Steve would kill us if we don’t bring him one back. We used to come here sometimes back in the day.”

“Oh,” Peter said.

His dad never really talked about how he and Steve had come to be and Peter didn’t really have any questions or want to know details, but he loved when Tony slipped in something that hinted at a past memory. It made him realize how normal it all was in some ways. Sometimes, it was still shocking to think about Iron Man and Captain America in a romantic relationship or to consider that they were getting married until he thought about them as Tony and Steve -- his dad and his dad’s fiance.

“Truth is, I wanted to catch up with you,” Tony said. “Things have been a bit crazy lately. Haven’t really spent much time with you on our own. Steve or someone else is usually around.”

Peter hadn’t -- no, he’d noticed, it was just that he hadn’t minded. He’d never expected to have Tony to himself all the time and had felt lucky when he did even if then it had been broken up to a few hours here and there and now he was living in the tower and had access to Tony all the time and it didn’t really matter that there were other people around.   

“We can start with, who was the girl?”

Peter rolled his eyes. “Who, Michelle? I’ve told you about her. She’s the one that figured out I’m Spider-Man all on her own.”

“MJ. You said someone named MJ did.”

“Michelle Jones. She likes to be called MJ. Anyway, that was her.”

Tony nodded. The waitress approached then and Tony ordered the apple crostinis and remembered to order the one to go as well without Peter needing to remind him.

“So she’s super smart and observant,” Tony said.

“Yup. Definitely knew it was you waiting for me. Actually, I think a few people figured it out.”

Tony shrugged with a grin. “And they can all wonder about what your internship entails once more.”

Tony started asking about how things were going in school next and Peter filled him in even though he was sure he’d mentioned some of it to him in passing over the last few weeks.

The apple crostini turned out to be amazing. He was in the middle of telling Tony about what they’d started working on in physics when it arrived and after one bite of the crunchy and flaky crust with the warm apple filling and the ice cream and Peter was in heaven.

“I told you so,” Tony said.

“This is the best thing ever,” Peter said.

It was nice to have some time on his own with Tony. Tony told him all about how the board members were driving him and Pepper crazy because they didn’t like that Tony’s concern wasn’t all about profit when it came to the prosthetic division even when it came to custom projects.

“It’s like they don’t understand how good the PR is although that obviously isn’t why we’re doing it.”

“But it’s your company,” Peter said.

“Pepper and I own more than half of the shares of the company, sure, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have to deal with the board of directors. It’s the side of business that I don’t particularly like. Pepper is awesome at it. It’s all stuff you’ll have to learn about if you want to take over the company one day--”

“Um, what?” Peter said and almost choked on a piece of apple.

Tony chuckled. “Won’t be for a while and it’s up to you if you want it. It’s not an obligation, you know. You could find your own Pepper Potts and have someone else run it if you prefer. I rather you do what you want than what you think I want you to do so--”

Peter had sort of forgotten about how Tony had broken the news to him what felt like ages ago even though it hadn’t even been a full year yet. He’d forgotten how Tony told him that he would inherit everything as if that had been the right way to let him know that Tony was his father. Since then, Peter hadn’t really thought about it or the reality of what it actually meant which meant that it was overwhelming information to take in.

“I -- that’s--”

“What, did you forget that I’m Tony Stark? You’re my heir, kid, to this whole crazy company and whatever else I’ve accumulated.”

“But what if -- what if you and Steve have kids?” Peter asked.

It wasn’t something he’d considered before that moment, but wasn’t that what people did after they got married? They went and had kids. Peter was aware that Tony and Steve were both men but there were ways around that -- surrogacy or adoption or other weirder things. It was possible. Peter didn’t know if -- well, he didn’t know if he’d be thrilled about it if they did have kids. He felt weird even just thinking about it.

“Not really something we’ve discussed,” Tony said and he seemed to notice that Peter seemed uncomfortable. “And even if we did decide to have kids it wouldn’t be for a long while, Pete.”

“Oh,” Peter said. But they could still have some even if Peter was fully grown when they did--

Tony grabbed his hand. Tony’s hand was warm and familiar and Peter allowed himself to calm down. “Peter, you’re my kid. I -- I love you, kid. Not something that will ever change. I’ll always be here for you no matter what. Even if Steve and I adopt a hundred kids. You’re still always going to be my son and you’re the most important person in my life.”

Peter hadn’t expected Tony to say that. Those three words. Tony had said them before, he was sure, but Peter couldn’t actually remember. He certainly hadn’t expected them in the moment.

“I don’t think even Steve will want to adopt that many kids,” Peter said.

“If he even wants to,” Tony said with a shrug. “I’m not saying I wouldn’t be opposed to another kid -- it’s just I’d be fine with just you.”

“Oh,” Peter said. “But you didn’t get to raise me. Not really. Don’t you want that -- the whole baby thing?” Peter didn’t really understand why people were so keen on babies. He knew they were cute but they also cried and made messes and couldn’t really do anything and he actually -- he couldn’t see Tony or even Steve dealing with a baby well.

“That doesn’t matter. Clearly, it doesn’t. You’re still my kid, Peter, and as has been established you clearly need me a lot too no matter what your age is.”

Peter nodded. “I kind of do,” Peter said and then because he couldn’t say anything else, “I, um, I love you too, dad.”

He thought that Tony’s eyes got a bit misty at that and Peter realized that he’d never actually said it out loud before. But it was true. It had been true for a while. Peter loved Tony. He loved his dad and everything that he was and did for Peter. He was one of the best people he knew and Peter would forever be glad that he knew who his father was and that it was someone as amazing as Tony Stark.

Chapter One Hundred Seven

[vincent-marie]

A Look Back on TREASURE PLANET

So recently I rewatched TREASURE PLANET for the first time in about fifteen years and… I'm not gonna lie, it's still my personal favorite of the 2D Disney animated features from the early to mid-2000s.

Let's be real. Of the 2D features Disney released around that time period, TREASURE PLANET is one of the more solid films. ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE had some interesting ideas and some really nice design work and animation, but it really needed to be at least two hours long if it wanted to flesh out the characters and the world-building without requiring supplementary material (like a special edition of Disney Adventure magazine). Hardly anybody remembers BROTHER BEAR was even a thing, and the less said about HOME ON THE RANGE, the better. (Seriously, that movie wasn't even worth the Steve Buscemi cameo.)

The only other film of that era that has really held up was LILO AND STITCH, and I'll admit it's probably a better film than TREASURE PLANET. It took more risks in terms of character, setting and originality, and emotionally it leaves more of an impact. (That scene when Nani sings to Lilo makes me cry like a baby every time.) My only problem with it is it always felt like two entirely different movies collided with each other and it never felt like they really meshed well. Otherwise, I agree with most fans that it’s a good film.

Also, of course, there was the excellent THE EMPEROR’S NEW GROOVE, which was just such a huge departure from Disney’s normal schtick and trying something more Tex Avery-esque, only for it to be a perfect storm instead of a total crash and burn. That is much to be proud of.

Going back to TREASURE PLANET, I can understand that most folks walk away saying it’s an "okay" film. I, however, am not one of those people. I've had a real soft spot for this movie ever since I saw it, but now I appreciate this film for additional reasons.

Namely, the animation and effects work. Holy crap, is this movie gorgeous! It's like watching Don Bluth's ANASTASIA, except I don't have to feel guilty about historical inaccuracies. (Now it’s just scientific inaccuracies, but STAR WARS gets away with that all the time.)

Directors John Musker and Ron Clements had apparently wanted to do a sci-fi retelling of "Treasure Island" since before they started working on THE LITTLE MERMAID. With that in mind I do feel like this movie would have fared better with critics back in the early 90s during the Disney Renaissance. However at that time they would not have had such elaborate and detailed CG effects within arm's reach. There's something I really enjoy about the use of 3D backdrops so that they may do sweeping camera movements, and that's not even getting into the lighting effects to establish atmosphere.

What's more, there are a lot of subtleties to the character animation that I never appreciated until now. You could just pick one character and focus on him or her during the whole movie and find a lot of fun little quirks in their dialogue or walk cycles.

Admittedly, much of this film’s appeal probably depends on how much of an animation fan you are. In my case I was watching John Silver’s animation and I suspected that Glen Keane was probably in charge of animating him (as there are moments when Silver looks so much like Ratigan). Those suspicions were confirmed during the end credits and I was delightfully geeking out about it.

It’s also easy to see where this film might not have had a lot of mass appeal. Most of the focus on the story is on Jim Hawkins and his daddy issues, which by the early 2000s was already a cliche of a character arc. And it’s not helped by the fact that Jim himself is... well, kind of on the bland side as a protagonist. There’s not a lot about him that makes him any more or less interesting than any other teenage male lead. But for what it is I think the movie did fine at establishing and building the relationship between Jim and Silver, which does have its warm and comforting moments. For both of them.

And at least the film is straightforward with its plot and characters and it’s not a structural mess like HERCULES, a previous venture by Musker and Clements.

Something I’ve noticed over the years is that TREASURE PLANET has a little bit of a cult following. I distinctly remember this one time when I was taking a storyboard class in college; we were assigned to do a “Master Study” assignment by recreating the key story frames in our favorite scene in a favorite animated movie. One of my classmates picked the scene when Jim is brought home to the inn by the police and embarrasses his mother. I recall being so impressed, and even a little envious, that she got the character design style down to a T. (If you’re wondering what movie/scene I picked for my Master Study, I picked the Big Ben scene from THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE.)

Then, of course, some friends and I suspect that TREASURE PLANET might have fared better if it had been released a bit later, more towards the height of the Steampunk craze. It’s not quite what I would call “Steampunk”, as it takes place in a sort of alternate universe version of the 18th century and not the Gothic era, and most of their transport is solar-powered and not steam-based. Nevertheless it’s easy to see how fans of Steampunk could find it appealing, with its mostly earth-tone color pallet to evoke the painted illustrations of the classic novel it was based on. Also that combination of a pre-20th century aesthetic with out-of-this-world science fiction elements is pretty much, in my opinion, what makes Steampunk so much fun to play around with. Also, a robot made out of copper. End of story.

In terms of why this film didn’t do so well when it was released, I suspect what stunted its success was the marketing. I could be wrong, as I was actually living in Honduras at the time of the film’s release, but we got some TV stations from Denver, Colorado. I remember a lot of the TV spots spent most of their time highlighting the goofy comic relief moments with Morph, and there was a real emphasis on the presence of B.E.N., even though he's in less than one-third of the movie. In other words, the film's success might have been partially sabotaged by a marketing team that seemed to think if you don’t take your film seriously at all that will somehow draw in the crowd.

Although speaking of the comic relief characters, I actually don’t mind them that much. I always thought Morph had a lot of cute, funny moments that weren’t too obnoxious. As for B.E.N., I kind of have mixed feelings for him. On one hand, the directing team made better use of Martin Short’s improvisational skills than PEBBLE AND THE PENGUIN or WE’RE BACK! ever did. But on the other hand, does B.E.N. have to be so loud and shouty? However, while B.E.N. is a real screw-up, he’s not so much to the point where I want to see him get smashed with a sledgehammer. He’s generally likable, not at all loathsome, and just annoying enough, but not TOO annoying.

However while we’re still on the subject of B.E.N., I’d just like to add that the CG animation on him is really nice. Making him 3D gives him a sort of sense of solidity compared to his hand-drawn humanoid compadres, and to top it off his animation isn’t at all stiff or feels like the CG is holding him back. There is some really expressive squashing and stretching going on with his dialogue. It’s so subtle in places that you’d probably miss it if you’re not looking for it. A lot of CG animation studios at the time like Pixar and Dreamworks had not quite mastered squashing and stretching themselves, so kudos to Disney for pulling it off so well.

Now if I may indulge a little on why I remember this film fondly, my favorite characters were always Dr. Doppler and Captain Amelia. They are both fun and engaging on their own, but together they are weirdly adorable. Granted, I've always thought them getting together at the end was a bit rushed, but I still totally buy it.

(What I don't buy is that they'd be so eager to have kids after Doppler showed such annoyance and revulsion towards that toddler alien girl at the beginning. I get that the creators wanted some visual shorthand to indicate that they're an official couple, but they could have just been wearing wedding rings or throw in a little more of them dancing together.)

Part of the reason I love these characters on their own is the casting. I was already familiar with Emma Thompson from Ang Lee's adaptation of SENSE AND SENSIBILITY, and her character of Eleanor Dashwood was very quiet and reserved. You can imagine my disbelief and delight hearing her play an assertive, witty badass as Amelia. (As if I didn't already think Amelia’s design was cool.)

As for David Hyde Pierce, I had only occasionally watched FRASIER growing up, but when I saw this movie I was familiar with him through some other memorable voice acting roles, particularly that excellent Season 8 episode of THE SIMPSONS, “Brother From Another Series.” In other words, I already knew him to be funny, snarky and charismatic.

While I'm on about the casting, I feel like there's a totally wasted opportunity to have these two characters in a room together, say, before the black hole scene, exchanging witty banter to show how compatible they are in a casual setting. It’s a shame that Emma and David didn’t record their dialogue together, because with her being an accomplished writer and with his skills at improvisation, there could have been some good verbal combat by way of “Much Ado About Nothing-Meets-Frasier.”

But looking back, I remember I immediately loved Captain Amelia just on principal. As a kid I never really gravitated that much to any of the Disney princesses. I can’t really describe why, but it was mostly how they were marketed as just looking pretty and (arguably) kind of passive in their own stories. Not to mention how when Disney Princess became a brand, they really amped up the girly cutesy-ness to their preexisting images. Not to say there’s anything inherently wrong with cute or feminine things, but it really made me feel like a weirdo who somehow wasn’t fit to be called a girl.

Captain Amelia, on the other hand, had her own style of femininity by wearing a classy, more masculine captain’s uniform along with thigh-high high-heeled boots (that she has no problem running in). She had a no-nonsense attitude, she was focused and cool-headed in a stressful situation, she was downright snarky and took crap from no one. In other words, she was the type of woman I wanted to be when I grew up, and to this day she is my favorite Disney Lady, bar none.

And while I’m at it, I’m just going to add that I’ve always found Dr. Doppler more attractive than your standard Disney prince. Besides his character design looking like a canine version of Roger from 101 DALMATIONS, he just always seemed like he’d be fun to get a coffee with.

Well, that’s about all I really want to talk about regarding TREASURE PLANET. It’s a shame it’s not remembered by more people as it does have some really good elements to it, but in some regards I can kind of see why it wasn’t a huge critical success. If you haven’t seen it already I recommend checking it out as it’s a pretty solid standalone film that doesn’t need supplementary material and covers all the bases with the plot and some fun character moments here and there. If you’re an animation fan I cannot stress enough how you really need to watch it, or even rewatch it, because, again, the animation and effects work is just a real feast for the eyes.

[sainadazai]

Chapter 1

Welcome to U.A highschool!

How you got in, you had no clue, but you were thrilled none-the-less as you approached the large building on the first day of school. See, compared to the others at your entrance exam, you hadn't really stood out.

It was a really tough time considering your whole life was spent getting ready for that moment, but you truly underestimated the people you were up against.

One boy, was flying around on burst of fire, knocking out robot after robot, and you were knelt on the floor still disassembling your first one. Throughout it you couldnt stop comparing your own skills to everyone else's, and everyone else seemed better.

So it came as a huge suprise when a hologram of all-might himself announced that you had been scored second place out of all the applicants. Coming in at 68 points. Maybe the stress kept you from actually counting how many robots you had rendered immobile, or completely turned to mush.

After thinking about it, the test really had been catered to your quirk, you were bound to succeed. Quirk- metal shift vs a ton of robots? Why had you been so worried?

The confidence boost from your score led you to this day, a prideful glint in your eyes as you marched through the halls of U.A. trying to find your class.

Rounding a corner, the sight of a large door with 1A on it met your eyes. Why had the door been so tall? Would there be giants in your class? Is that even a quirk that exists?

So many questions circled your mind, as well as excitement. See, spending your earlier years training all the time had really impacted your social life, or lack-there-of. Being busy means no friends, being a nerd means no friends, being cocky means, you guessed it- no friends.

A hero school had to be different, though. Everyone here would understand the need to focus on work, theyd just be able to work together with you. Opening the door, your face held excitement for the possible friends on the other side. Excitement to have conversations with people, instead of your cat, mochi.

What you didnt account for was how scary it would be for somebody who spent the last 16 years being friends with a cat, to talk to other girls. Or boys. Or anyone.

"Hi, my names mina ashido! I saw you at the exam. Your so cool!"

There she was, a pink skinned girl with beautiful curly hair shaking around in an afro as she spoke. Her black and yellow eyes shiny and focused on you. She had you cornered between her well-toned body and the door, jumping around and advancing.

It must've been years since anyone but your mom had called you 'cool'. Must have been months since another kid innitiated conversation with you. Were you meant to know what to say? Were you supposed to be sorry? That was ussually what you said when people confronted you like this at your old school.

A smile was spread across her round cheeks, so she must not be upset with you. Was it an upset smile? Well, best to just apologize and wait to talk to someone more calm.

You tried to tame your wide eyes and flustered stance before looking the ground and muttering an apology.

Little did you know how her face dropped in confusion at the interaction. She had just wanted to make friends after all. Mina had really not understood the apology either, sure that she had definitely given you a complement.

However a green haired boy entered the room and she was quickly distracted.

A new problem arose now. Where to sit? The plan to be friendly and extroverted had taken a fatal plumet, so in the old y/ns nature, you settled at the seat closest to the back. A boy with dual colored hair sat in the desk next to you, looking fairly unbothered by the other students.

Assuming this wasn't on purpose, you figured you'd try again with the friends thing. So after setting your bag down and sitting quietly in your seat. Allowing the ruffles of your skirt to become even more-so.

"Uhm, hi?" You tilted your head at him, in question with yourself.

His eyes lifted from what he was reading to see if he recognized you, when he didn't they returned to his book. Staring only a side glance.

Well there goes your big ol ego from the exam results. Guess you'll take a jump back into the sea of self doubt.

You slumped sadly in your seat, the boy was quite pretty, hair vibrant red and shining white. Pale skin, all over except for a large scar over his eye. You wondered if it hurt? Or was it old enough to just be a painful memory? Was it even a scar, it could be a birthmark?

Thoughts circled your head like that often, you were just always so curious. How could you not be curious when you knew so little?

Shifting uncomfortable in your seat, and relentlessly shraightening your uniform you caught on to the other conversations in the room.

A mean looking boy sat with his feet on the desk, while another frantically told him to stop. It was quite the funny scene, you even found yourself smiling at it. How can it be so easy for them, you wished you had maybe taken more time to read on social dynamics before applying here.

Maybe you could read more about it when you got home? I'd be nice to interact like that some day.

A green haired boy looked very flustered as he spoke with a female classmate. Everyone seemed to be in the class, you counted 20 people.

"If your just here to make friends then you can pack up your stuff now"

I looked all around me but couldnt tell where that deep voice came from. Must be an authoritive figure, or else why would he threaten our places here?

Still not finding the origin of the voice, it spoke again.

"Welcome to U.A.'s hero course.." The monotone of it was quite jarsh, but the voice was soothing in a way. Deep and rumbley and soothing? Your thoughts were getting ahead of you, really.

Then, over by the entrance, a yellow caterpillar stood up and unzipped itself. Wait, what?

Out stepped a black haired man, dressed in a long sleave shirt.

"It took eight seconds for you to shut up, thats not gonna work. Time is precious."

He completely dropped his shell of yellow to the floor.

"Rational students would understand that."

Four students stood right in front of the man, shock and disbelief on their faces. Why hadnt they realized he is our teacher? Are they dumb? If so, how'd they get into U.A.?

From the way he refered to us and his assertive tone, he must be the teacher. Thats also made obvious by our current lack of teacher, him being the only adult in the room. What was that yellow thing though?

"Hello, Im shota aizawa, your teacher."

Yes, you knew that. However, it seems everyone surrounding you was taken aback by this. All simotaneously gasping at his statement.

"Right, lets get to it, put these on and head outside" he held up a p.e. uniform, clear enough instruction.

So students shuffled around to grab uniforms and head to bathrooms til we all made it outside.

-

"What!? A quirk assesment test!?" The whole class question, too loudly for your liking.

However you did question on the inside. It would make sense your teacher wanted to scope your abilities now, that way progress could be measurable. It would also help him know what he is working with.

A squeaky voiced girl worried about missing orientation, but you were dreaming that anyway. You wanted to be a hero, and it wasnt allowed to use your quirk elsewhere. So this was possibly the best start to the day.

"You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives, but you never got to use your quirk before."

Bold of him to assume. You hadn't actually learned that cheating was bad until the age of 10 so, until then, you used your quirk for everything. Cheating tests included, but it would be fun to see how this played out.

The faces around you were all focused and stiff, ready for whatever task this would present. The dual haired boy being amongst those stiff faces, but his seemed almost bored. He didn't really act like he wanted to be her at all.

That made you mad, why even come if you don't wanna be here? Its so hard to get in here, and there were other people like you out there, who have wanted this since they were born. He would waste a spot just so he could be bored?

"Bakugou, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam," Mr.Aizawa adresses that boy you were worried about.

You remembered his face, how he was beating you so fluidly the whole time. However, if he scored highest, your only one rank below him. Hope he is a strong competidor for first, so it'll be all the more glorifying when you take that spot from under him.

"What was your furthest throw with a softball, when you were in junior high?"

"67 meters i think..."

"Right. Try doing it with your quirk. "

-

"Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on, your wasteing our time."

"Alright man, you asked for it.." He stretched his arms, confidence written all over his face.

What a fun rival, if only you could actually speak with him. If this is what all of you will have to do, not sure how succecful you can be. You quirk is awesome for sparring and combat, but throwing a ball? Your gonna have to figure that one out quick, before you start of the year with a bad grade.

The blonde swung his arm back, and around in a baseball pitch motion. Then as he release it, some sort of explosion emmited from his hand. Softball no where to be seen, you glanced around at my fellow students. Shock, especially the green haired boy, they were all shocked.

You wanted to be shocked, but you were aware of his power, he really didn't go all out in the entrance exam at all. This blasting was way stronger than what you saw him using on robots.

Yet, you werent shocked, you were impressed, excited, thrilled to have other strong quirks around.

You had to know everyones quirks as soon as possible, you had to make friends. This is why you came here, to be a hero. So when you glanced to your side, at the scar boy with a stone face, another thing was added to your list.

You were gonna get him to want to talk to you.

[noxitic-blog]

"Soon"

I JUST HAD A SAD KLANCE AND VOLTRON FAMILY FANFIC IN MY HEAD . HERES GOES NOTHING .

Keith and Lance where both fighting Axca and Ezor . Keith had the upper hand against Axca , meanwhile Lance was having a difficult time due to ezors ability to be invisible . Keith sees that lances is having difficulties and tries to help him , only to be stopped by Axca . He had no choice other than to defeat Axca and save Lance later.

“Lance . please hold on a little longer”

Every minute passing by , Lance gets weaker and weaker , hes unable to block to her fast shots . His shots werent also landing on her due to her invisibility and fast cloaking …..his hope starts to wither , Can he win this fight at all? . Ever since he piloted the Red Lion , he questioned his abilities . Allura pilloting the blue lion learned new techniques faster then he did . Hunk and Pidge were the brains . Shiro and Keith were the leader and had good fighting abilities . His fighting ability is good ,but he always had to argue with his head due to his brain telling him to give it up and . Ever since then , He starts to question his stand on the voltron team , was he holding the team back ? Was he even useful in fights? Was he always going to be the 7th man? .

As Lances starts to lose subconscious , Ezor uses the oppertunity to finish him off due to his weak state , she prepares her final attack . Lances visions starts to slowly blur and he starts to remember his home town , his mom and his family . The beach he always loved , the pilot simulator with Pidge and Hunk , saving Shiro and meeting Keith and arguing how he was the one to save Shiro , his first time piloting the blue lion , meeting Coran and Allura . And lastly his vision is Keith smiling at him and telling him

“leave the math to Pidge”

the flashbacks ends and ezors deadly attack hits Lance . Keith was busy fighting Axca when he heard a loud cracking beam he turns to see what happened and saw lance on the floor bleeding from his stomach and mouth . Then another loud sound was heard , it was Shiro , Pidge and Hunk . Shiro yelling at Keith to go to Lance

“keith go to lance , we will attack these two!!”

Keith agreed and started running towards Lance and terrified due to the amount of blooding coming out of lances body .

Keith pulls up Lances upper body towards his lap

“Get it together Lance , we will get you to the ship and get you healed up ”

Lance weakly looks up at Keith and asks with a weakly voice

“did you think I was a good addition to the team?”

Keith gets a flashback of their talk they had when Lance walked to his room to talk about the lions and whos piloting which lion , up until now , he never realized . Lance wanted reassurance that he was wanted in the team , that he was important and not a standby . He realizes that Lance would step down due to the fact that he felt he wasnt good enough . Keith realizes and starts shouting

“idiot , youre the sharp shooter of this team right ? , youre the one who stopped me from going getting everyone killed when Shiro wasnt here to guide us , now Im getting you out of here and getting you onto the ship ”

Keith picks up Lances and puts him in his back . Lance lays his head on Keiths shoulder and heading facing opposite from keiths face . Keith turns his head towards Lance .His face turned the other way . Only the back of his head was to be seen .

“youre vital to this team , youre the blue lion , now the red lion . Dont ever think of yourself as a burden , because thats far from what you are ”

Lance turns to look at Keiths face he had a look of determination , sincerity , but also a troubled on his face .

Lance was confident that Keith said that out of his heart and not out of pity . He was always straight to thhe point . Lance smiles and lays his head on keiths shoulder now getting a side view of Keiths face . His mullet was tickling his chin . He giggled a little bit .

He was thankful for everything and anything that was given to him for every oppertunity that was brought upon him . Saving the world wasnt such an easy job and he was glad he was apart of voltron family . Lance smiles and tears stream down his face and says “thank you ….keith” .

Keith stops at his steps and started to worry as couldnt feel Lances heartbeat pouncing on his back anymore . He glances at Lance . And he saw the dried tear streaks , the blood and marks from battle ,he was saw that his face seemed content and a smile can be seen on his lips .

Shiro , Pidge and Hunk were still fighting Ezor and Axcia , Prince Lotor ordered both of them to evacuate immediatly and left . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk started to run towards Keith and Lance and start to slow down as they saw Keith slowly pulling lance off his back and into his lap . Keith shocked and terrified . He didnt want to believe what he was seeing . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk go to Keiths side and see Lance looking peacful in his slumber . Slumber as they thought until theyve seen how lifeless his body was . Stomach wasnt moving . No signs of him moving whatsoever . Three of them in shock and tried to tell themselves that this wasnt real . Just a stupid dream . A prank by Lance himself .

A voice stopped them from their thoughts and the voice was contacting them from the main ship , it was two people . Coran and Allura. Both commanding them to the ship immediately before the place turns into ashes .

The three of them of them looked at one another and back at Keith , Keith was still denying the reality of it all . The reality of loosing someone close to him yet again , first it was his mom and dad and now …. its Lance . Shiro saw distress look on Keiths face stepped in , he laid his hand on Keiths shoulder and said “Lets get him back on the ship and see if Allura or Coran can help him ” Keith actually agreed and didnt hesitate

“Yeah we should , hes just sleeping hurry lets go and wake him up h-he needs to heal ”

Keith carried Lance bridal style and started running towards his Red Lion . Shiro , Pidge and Hunk looked at Keith as he ran towards th the red lion . Still in shock from whats happening , they keep telling themselves .

“Lance is just goofying around like he usually does ”

was the only thing they can think of as to not accept the reality of it all . The three of them wanted to think he was still alive and well . It was the only way to keep their sanity alive . They looked and each other and ran towards their lions .

Keith got into the lion and layed Lance down in his lap . Keith tries to get the red lion working ,but The red lion was not complying with Keith. This wasnt his lion anymore . The red lions new paladin was Lance . Keith gritted his teeth started banging on the control pannels and screams

“Please ! Red lion , please , I NEED TO GET HIM TO WAKE UP PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO ME RIGHT NOW” Keith started begging for the lion to get it to start up .

“Please I know youre not my lion anymore , but we still have a connection together . you were my first Lion . and I need to help my friend PLEASE” screaming on the top his lungs and the red lion lit up and started functioning. Keith held on to Lances lifeless body As The Red Lion started heading towards the ship .

When they were inside the ship . Keith carried Lance and ran straight towards Coran and Allura . Behind him was Shiro , Pidge and Hunk running . Keith entered the room where Allura and Coran was and screamed

“ALLURA CORAN PLEASE I NEED YOUR HELP”

Allura and Coran to turn around to see Keith carrying Lance . Allura and Coran shocked to see Lances body badly wounded . They were worried about what happened to him. Keith puts Lance down and scrambles on his feet grab Allura and Corans hand to begged of them to bring back Lance . They were both shocked .

“What do you mean bring him back keith?” Allura questioned him , afraid of the answer but wanted to hear it anyways .

“He-hes still alive I know it , but please try to do something to get him moving again”

Allura and Coran both frooze . L-lance is gone? Lance is gone? N-no thats impossible .

The three of them walked in . They saw Keith on his knees begging Allur and Coran .

Shiro, Pidge and Hunk started heading towards Lance .

Pidge looks at Lance and says “h-hey stop messing around now , wake up hey! ” Pidge recieved no respond .

“P-please , Lance ” .. Pidges voice starts to tremble and shake “T-this isnt funny anymore ” she couldnt stop the tears forming in her eyes . “Hes….really gone..?“Pidges glasses starts to steam as strong tears starts streaming down her eyes . Realization was hitting her hard , she didnt want to believe hes gone . The tears wouldnt stop , she huged Lances body and repeatedly shook him and said “P-please Lance dont do this to us , wake up ”

“No no not you to , first my father and brother . N-now its you”? !!? Why is life heing unfair to me?!! “ Pidge crying on Lances lifeless body cradling him hoping he would wake up soon. Hoping it was just a stupid prank .

Hunk and Shiro looking at Lances body on the floor . Hunk started to walk towards Lance and Pidge slowly , Hunk sits on his knees and grabs Lances right arm , taking his hand and holding up to his cheek.

” He B-budy” Hunk couldnt stop his voice from croaking . He closed his eyes and held Lances hand tighter . “Lance , r-remember when we trai-ning on the pilot simulator?” Hunk opened his eyes looking at Lance for an answer . Hunk closed his eyes again , he didnt want to see his face like this . Bruised up , and lifeless . He had a smile , but a smile that saddens him because it meant im at peace please continue on without me…

“R-remember when we met Shiro and Keith , you were bickering with Keith , saying you were the one to save Shiro”

-Flashback-

“no no no no , im going to be the one to save shiro”

Lance says as he moves the table and grabs Shiros other arm .

Keith looks at Lance questioningly and asks “ who are you”

“Who Am I ? The names Lance” looks at Keith and keith still looked clueless .

“We were at the same class at the garrisons” keith asks “really?Are you an enginner ”

Lance answers “No im a pilot , we were like rivals you know lance and keith neck to neck”

“Ohh wait I remember you , youre a cargo pilot ”

“Well , not anymore im fighter class now thanks to you washing out ”

“Well congratulations”

Flashback ends .

Hunks voice starts to crack and tears rolls down his face . “R-remember when we first came here at the castle . And met Allura and Coran , you catched allura started to flirt with Her” hunk sniffled and laughs a little -flashback- Lance catches Allura Allura looks up at Lance , and asks

“Who are you?”

“Im lance , and youre right here in my arms”

-flashback ends-

“ remember when we first couldnt form voltron”

flashbacks of all of them trying to form voltron from the ground up , but wouldnt work and they tried every single tactic and it was no use . Everybody was drained and wanted nothing more then to lie down and rest .

Hunk opens his eyes , he still wasnt getting a response , He couldnt contain himself any longer and started cry profusely . Pidge looked up to see Hunk . They both look at each other and cried hard . Truly they were heartbroken by the loose of there team mate and a good friend . Hunk looks back at Lances face again

“I-if you dont wake up you wont be able to eat my special meals anymore ”

Pidge offers her hand to Hunk and Hunk puts her hand on his other cheek .

“If - you dont wake up , we wont be able to make anymore good and bad memories ”

Hunk let out a loud cry , he couldnt surpress it any longer . His friends lifeless body next to him , he realized they wont be able to hear his jokes and picklines anymore , not able to hear his voice anymore , not feel his presence , not form voltron without him .Everything would be so dull without him .

Shiro looks at Keith , Coran and Allura and looks at Hunk and Pidge crying over Lances body .

Shiro felt horrid due to the fact that he told Keith that maybe Coran and Allura can help , but that only lead the boy clinging on to the hope that was never there . He didnt know what to say or think at the time , yet he was the leader . He haded to know what to say to Keith . He was a bad leader .

“no shiro its no the time to think about that right now” as he told himself in the head , he started walking towards Keith , Allura and Coran .

Allura on the verge of tears and Coran trying to stop Keith from doing the unimginable and wake up to reality . Allura speaks

“Im so sorry Keith , theres nothing I c-can do . Hes already gone” keith was ready to retort . Suddenly , Shiro puts his hand on Keiths shoulder and Keith turns around , “Please Keith , go see him and say everything what you need to say ” Keith turned around to face Shiro wide eyes about to explain that Allura can save him she has powers maybe she ca- Keiths trained of thought stopped when Shiro started speaking .

“its not easy for us , The pain of loosing someone close to us , the pain is unbearable …… I know its hard for you to accept right now , but please dont try to push the impossible to be possible.

Keith looks at Shiro and looks back at Coran and Allura . Coran and Allura looks dreadful from the battle and also sorrowful from the news of the loosing a team mate . Keith realized his mistake . He wasnt the only one mourning for Lance . People in this ship were his friends to . He wasnt alone on this .

“I-im sorry Allura and Coran . ” Keith looks down on his feet and started walking towards Hunk and Pidge . Pidge and Hunk looked up at the shadow above them . Keith looked down and saw their running nose and blood shot eyes .

Keith sits next to both of them . And looks up at Lances face . Keith smiles and looks down again . And grabs onto Lances shirt .

….you idiot” he whispered “ you werent supposed to die , your mission was not to die and … save people ” Hunk and Pidge look at Keith and put their hands on his shoulders .

..y-you have n-no idea how much you mean to this group , ye-t you belittle yourself” Keith started to talk more louder , he looked up at Lances face again , Tears streaming down his face slowly .

“Y-oure important to us , important to me ” Keith whipping out the tears that stream his face

“You saved me from making bad decisions that wouldve jeporadized our lives …. comforted me …. youve made us laugh , saved peoples lives … yet how can you belittle yourself and say you were never enough or good? ”

keith was angry at Lance , but sadden that he had to carry that fake screen of being happy go lucky all the time , when he was crumbling inside .

Shiro , Coran and Allura walked over to the rest of the team mates and they all huddle together next to Lance .

“T-thank you for everything Lance , Im so sorry Iv hit you many times , ignored your pick up lines , but as time came , we bonded and became good friends . I-im really glad I had the honor of piloting the blue lion .” Allura broke into tears as she remembers all memories they all had together.

“Y-you were to me , like a son , young fella . You are handsome and always capable of making people laugh and brighten up their mood ” Coran put his right arm on his heart

“Thank you for being a brave warrior and savior of the universe young fella” he bowed down his head and paid respects to a fallen comrade .

“L-lance , Im really glad you and I met . Im glad I met everybody in here . Being praised by you , forming voltron with you , saving people with you . It - it was all …….

Shiro broke down , he couldnt take it anymore , yes he was a leader alright , but there are times that emotions can take a hold of you to the point of not being able to hold in any longer . Yes hes a leader . A leader who leades the way to victory . A leader who leades with no msitake and shows no emotions . Leaders are supposed to show everything , the good and the bad . Its never never bad to cry . Its Never bad to show emotion for a fallen comrade . Fallen friend .

“Thank you for all the times youve made us laugh , saved us and most of all , thank you for being a good friend” Shiro along with everybody bawled . Keith looked around . These people . Lance

“Do you see this?” The faces of the people that love you “ ……..

Keith looks at Lance . Still smiling on his deathbed .

“L-lance we all love you , thank you for everything . ” Hunk hiccuped and hugged Coran for support . Coran massaged his back and whiped away his snot with tissue .

Keith grabs Lances hand holds it tight . Not ever letting go . Not yet .

“ L-lance , t-thank you for being a rival , a friend ……. thank you for giving me a chance to ……like somebody like you ”

Keith smiles as he takes his other hand and caresses his cheek softly .

“See you soon”

[chikkou]

i jumped over the fence of the creepy one and began walking around. surprisingly, it was massive, and had several different platforms leading to several different areas of the building. there was a large outdoor deck that spanned multiple floors, and i was wandering around on it as i explored, when i came across a large group of people.

its sort of weird... they were almost like camp counselors, but it was clearly not a camp. they all wore weird mauve t-shirts and were all in their mid 20s. they had a bunch of kids they were looking after, but the kids were almost all sad and upset and crying.

i tried to act casual, just walking past the group, when i approached some stairs that were gated off. they seemed to lead into the mountains. it was a short gate though, so i prepared to jump over it, when a woman suddenly appeared next to me holding a clipboard. she said, "sorry, you missed our nature walk," but never looked up from the clipboard. i didn't really know what to do with that so i just walked away lmao.

i definitely got a weird vibe from the place as i walked around. it was almost certainly haunted, but i dont think i ever actually encountered the ghost in it. the people there seemed to know this too, and talked about the ghost to each other when the kids werent listening.

wandering around, there were a LOT of bookshelves, all organized by genre (and they were some weird ass genres), but for some reason all of them were chained up and locked. one section in particular (if i remember right, it was mongolian literature) was double chained and had a warning taped to it, saying that if anyone was caught reading those books, they'd be punished for two days. it didn't say what the punishment would be, but it was definitely unnerving.

at one point, as i was looking for books to read, i found one that had my name on it. it kind of looked like a dr. seuss book, but sifting through it, it had pictures of me in it - pictures that i had never given to anyone. i was starting to get really freaked out.

i just kept walking around, not really knowing where to go, until i got caught up in a swarm of children that were going inside. i tried to get out, but the camp counselors made me stay in. they put me in the "warthog" room (i guess they were all named after animals?) and told me i could sleep there. i told them i didnt need to sleep but they didnt wanna hear it. the room had a few older people in it, like grandmas and grandpas. i tried to get out of there quickly, but one accosted me.

i turned and put on a polite smile as he talked to me. he asked me where i was going and i said i had to leave. he said i should stay and spend time with them - and then he asked me why my smile, though nice, never reached my eyes. i didnt even know what to say to that so i just turned and sped walk out the door.

outside, i guess all the children had been rounded up and sent to bed. the camp counselors were outside, smoking and complaining and stuff. i didnt really know what to do, so i just speedwalked past them. one of them called to me, and i just yelled "IM LATE TO CLASS" and hopped a gate over some stairs

i got really lost at this point. i wandered for what felt like 20 minutes before i found the way i had come in, but it looked totally different. it had become a weird enclosed space, with an insane amount of stairs. at the very top was, weirdly enough, a bathroom. i started making my way down, and every floor had a door on it, but almost all of them led nowhere. one in particular simply opened into a very small, dark, and frightening crawl space, and i got out of there as fast as i could.

i started panicking after i found the crawl space and was opening up every door i came across, until i finally found the door to the first floor of the estate and fucking sprinted for my life away from that place. i have no idea what was going on in that building but i sure as fuck am glad i didnt find out