#as usual when i make these i didnt look at any of your boards or anything so this is just from my mind

[on-the-clear-blue]

Dead Man's Diner pt 7

Hearing the chime of rhe bell above the door, Danny mentally prepared himself before poking his head around the corner "Heya! I will be with you in one hot sec!"

Rushing around the kitchen, Danny set the chili to simmer and quickly cleaned himself up before coming back to greet his newest customer.

Stepping upt to the bar, Danny put his best customer service smile on and opened his mouth to speak, but the words that came out were not in English.

"Hey there! Welcome to Big C's diner what can i..." Blinking a bit before frowning, Danny looked closer at his customer, his eyes flickering a bright green as he squinted at the man.

Because either this man was the very strong revenant that had claimed Crime alley as his huant, or there some how was a 4th Halfa in the world.

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Jason found the little diner comfortable, more up to date than the typical dive that was in the Alley, there wasn't even any blood splatter in the back booths!

He kinda didn't like how there was only a single person working there at night, being so close to the Alley and all, but that was easily fixed if he just happened to come around in his Red Hood outfit.

Sending a smirk like smile to the teen that came out from the kitchen, who had the fakest smile that Jason had ever seen outside of a gala.

But his smirk slowly slipped as the kid spoke, his words both sounding clear and distorted at the same time, he could make out words but it was very clearly not words at the same time.

Then, the kid's eyes flashed, and Jason had seen those eyes before, he had seen them in the mirror more times than he was willing to admit.

(Holy shit this kid is about to have a Pit episode in front of me...how the fuck did this kid get in the pits?) Jason thought as he leaned back into his seat, his hand instantly going to where his guns usually were, but only grasped at air.

(Right...forgot those at home...) He thought, settling instead to set his hands on the counter, Jason narrowed his eyes at the teen

But just like that, the green was gone, and the teen cleared his throat, "Sorry about that, um, welcome to Big C's, what can I get ya?"

---

Danny gave a weak smile, he didn't exactly want to throw down with this potential halfa, sure he liked a good ghostly welcome every now and again, but he just cleaned up and he would like his diner to stay that way thank you!

The man across from him glared for amoment longer before shaking his head, "Shit, ugh...gimme a coffee and...what's your special today?"

Reaching for the coffee pot, Danny felt a rumble in the diner cart, and there was suddenly a chalk board on the wall behind him.

Pouring his customer a mug, his brain paused for a moment, translating the ghost script before he spoke "Cadavers chili hotdogs, made with 100% not person meat...I promise neither are made out of people, definitely didnt seen any bodies when I made it my guy."

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Staring at the blackboard that Jason was very much sure wasn't there a moment ago, he felt his chest tighten and ache as he read the...sigils? Words? They were definitely something and he totally shouldn't know what they mean.

Biting back a snort at the dry comment, Jason focused on him "I will take two...Danny? That your name or just the name on the aprin you got?"

Jason was totally not digging for information, because he totally wasn't a Bat or a Bird, and he totally didn't have an urge to know everything about the person across from him.

Getting a dry chuckle from the guy on the other side of the counter, who could only shake his head, "Sadly, that's my name, I will be back in a sec with your food, no running off tho' ya hear? Already dealt with dine and dashers once this week."

Letting out a chuff, Jason kept his eyes around the room, he knew logically he should be more freaked out by this whole experience, but he couldn't help but feel his body relax and his mind comfortable slow.

Holding the cup of coffee in both hands, he took a long sip and memories hit him harder than a crowbar.

It was his mother's coffee, not the bitch that sold him out but his mama, Catherine, the woman that struggled to keep him happy and fed.

It was the watered down brew, stretched to make it last longer.

It was milky and sweet with sugar packets pilfered form diners such as this and powdered milk he used to steal from the grocery store just for her.

His mama gave up so much for him, why couldn't he just do one little petty theft for her?

His heart aches again, and the intense feel of the pits roar in his ears, but they weren't calling for blood, the pits crooned in nostalgic heart break.

Usually remembering before his death was a trigger, was something that made him rage, but right now? He could only mourn for the mother and son that used to cuddle up together under a ratty blanket, of the mother that whispered stories to him during long quiet nights, of the woman that he had found dead on one such quiet night.

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Tossing on the last bit of fresh diced onions, Danny had a cheesy grin on his face as he brought the plate to the front, mouth opening to speak before noticing his customers disposition.

He was hunched over on himself, looking small (which was impressive for a man thst looked twice his size and 4 times more muscular)

Tears were streaming down his face as he stared at the now half full mug, for some reason it felt heart breaking to see.

Setting the plate down carefully in front of the man, Danny placed a hand on his shoulder, "It's okay man...your okay bud." Awkwardly Patting his customers shoulder, Danny felt a bit of panic, he wasn't Jazz he didn't know how to like, console people!

It took a few minutes for the man to calm, and Danny handed him a few paper towels to clean himself up, patting him on the back one last time, Danny let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, "Well...um, hope that the coffee is so bad that it made you cry, I-uhh, could comp it if you want?"

The man just shook his head, "Fuckin' hell, ain't bad, just...God damn it..."

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Rubbing at his eyes Jason huffed, "Sorry for, um....blubbering on ya like that..

don't usually get teary at coffee, that's more of Timmer's shtick, just tastes...tastes like my mom's coffee when I was a kid..." shaking his head, Jason looked at the chili dogs, they still steamed, the cheese now melted on nicely.

Danny just nodded, "Yeah, some reason i have gotten a few comments on that" shrugging his shoulders, he started to figgle with a cloth, wipping down the counter as he spoke "Meh, Gotham is fucked up and I don't want to even begin to try and figure out."

Croaking out a laugh Jason dragged the plate of food closer, "Fucking right about that...though if you keep making it like that you got yourself a regular customer."

Reaching a hand across the counter, Jason gave Danny a weak smile, "Names Jason, nice to meet ya."

Taking the hand, Danny gave a smirk back, "Got it, one sad cup of coffee for you then-" Snapping his head over as he heard a beeping sound, Danny got a panicked look on his face "Oh shit! My cookies!"

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Storming to the back, Danny ran to the oven, throwing it open, scrambling for the oven mits, he phased a hand through them instead of tugging them on, and quickly pulls the smoaking batch of sweets from the rack.

Plopping them on the counter, he hears the oven snap shut as he sighs, turning to thank the diner, he pauses to see the sight of a man he was hoping that he would never have to see again.

"Oh little Bager, King of the Realms making food for the common folk? How the great have fallen.." Vald said with a viscous grin, his hand reaching up to flip off the oven, "Did you think I wouldn't find you? Thought you could rum off and not tell dear old Uncle? Don't worry Bager, while old Vlad might not come around to vist much..."

There was a flash of black light and where a man once stood was a ghost, his grin pulled back devilishly "I am sure Plasmius will make up for it very...very well."

---

Laughing a bit as he watched Danny scramble inot the back, Jason stared at the food, he was still hungry but...he held an apprehension of sorts, was this going to bring back memories? Would they be good like the coffee or...

His thoughts were cut off as a body was through through the deviding wall from the front of the house to the kitchen.

Bolting up out of his seat, he watched as Danny stepped out of the hole in the wall, shaking out his fist as he did, "I really don't have the fucking time for you Plasmius, don't you see I have a customer?"

Jason stared as the body that was punched through the wall, that looked mangled, twisted and broken start to twitch and crack back into place, limbs bending back from positions they should never be, and then the man sat up, a feral grin on his lips.

(Really fucking bad day for not having my God damn guns.)

[kittyhui]

woozi baby fever + texts

woozi x afab! reader

- jihoon never thought he would have baby fever

- tbh he didnt even think he wanted kids; being so busy with work anyways

- he definitely changed after meeting you though

- after dating for more than 6 months, he’ll be thinking about marriage and children hopeless romantic ugh

- after marriage or a few years of dating, his baby fever goes through the roof

- if he sees you with a baby or a small child, he will practically keel over with the thought of you with his child

- he acts like he hates children but he stays up at night thinking about you pregnant with his baby

- He feels insane when he makes lullabies instead of demos for his group. He has a folder named ‘for FC’ (for future child) full of songs for his non existent baby and he avoids any questions from his members and you when asked who FC is.

- Whenever he sees dad’s with their children he dies inside. He imagines that being him and him taking his baby out for a walk and taking them to his studio, playing them music

- one day, he hit his breaking point. He was hanging out with seungcheol and hoshi and they were talking about their babies (kkuma and latte LMAO) and how they were thinking of buying them cute winter doggy jackets and sweaters. they showed him picture after picture of clothes for their ‘babies’, sending his mind into overdrive. He wanted a baby. He wanted to buy his baby cute clothes and spoil them the way he spoils you. He didn’t just want it. He needed it.

- The moment he came home you could tell something was up. Sometimes jihoon would be a bit out of it, usually because of work and lyrics. This was different though. He was clinging to you unusually, his head resting on your stomach and his hands gripping your waist soft but firmly, not wanting to hurt you yet not wanting to let you go. He refused to talk whenever you asked what was wrong and would just blush deeper and deeper

- “Jihoon.” You finally say, tired of him evading your questions. Your stern voice makes him lift him head to look at you. “Is something going on? You’re acting strange today?” you were beyond concerned now as his ears turn a deep red and his eyes look away from yours.

- “I was with cheol and soon earlier…” he trails off nervously, “and I realized that I want a child with you. So badly. I’ve just been thinking about filling you up and I just want you to have my kid so badly. I’d take care of her so well, spoil both of you to death…” he cuts himself off, feeling embarrassed seeing your shocked face.

- “She?” is the first thing you say, smiling at him. jihoon quirks his head to the side confused, “you said, you’d take care of her so well. What if it’s a boy, hoonie?” you giggle at him, before leaning in to kiss jihoon’s cheek.

- “Boy or girl, id take care of them” he looks you in the eyes, “promise”

- You giggle at his seriousness, nodding at him. “Let’s have a baby then, ji” his smile is so wide it hurt, kissing you hard.

- “Thank you, baby. Thank you...”

- Now, after you get pregnant.. he’s actually insane.

- He tried to act calm and collected but if you try and carry anything heavier than your phone, he will carry it for you.

- He calls you every 40 minutes when he has schedules, asking you if he needs to come home early or if you need anything

- He bought a crib, walker, and a changing board for his studio as well as for your home. He spares no expense

- The moment you start showing, he will have his head on your stomach 24/7.

- “I felt them kick!” “Hoonie, I’m only 13 weeks, I don’t think the baby’s kicking” he doesn’t believe you btw

- Now, he will finally show you his ‘for FC’ folder, playing the songs in his studio for you and the baby to listen to

- He is always worried once you get close to your due date, convincing his company to put him on hiatus and work from home producing songs until the baby is born.

- “I’ll be fine, jihoon. The guys need you” “pretty, you are going to have a baby any minute now. They understand that you need me more.”

a/n: this is so funny cuz i actually dont want kids but woozi baby fever is so real argue with a wall

[masonmtxo]

Miles High

Mason Mount x OC

Summary: Needy Mason on a plane

Words: 1.7k

Note: 18+! Based off this request from @mountttmase blog. Thank you Loz for letting me steal and being the best ever 🏌🏻 this is all for you 🩷

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Your boyfriend had a knack for getting turned on in the most inappropriate situations. He had been needy since he had woken up, waking you with kisses before fucking himself into you, sleepily thrusting from behind until you both reached your high, Mason falling back to sleep almost instantly.

You pulled yourself from his grasp after half an hour of listening to his quiet snores, unable to get back to sleep yourself and the urge to clean up the mess between your legs and have a shower taking over. You had only been under the warm water for five minutes when Mason stumbled in, rubbing his eyes and yawning before going for a wee, grumbling a sleepy “morning” as he paused to eye up your naked body. His lack of boundaries made you roll your eyes, even more so when you heard the shower door open and felt his naked body press into yours. Within minutes he had your back against the wall, one leg hooked around his waist, the other attempting to balance yourself as he pounded himself into you for the second time that morning.

You should’ve known it would get a bit messy at some point. Mason had days where he would be relentlessly needy for you, and today was very clearly one of them. You didn’t anticipate his neediness would continue as you and his family boarded a private plane to Greece, something you had tried to convince Mason not to do, but you couldn’t help but enjoy the luxury as you were handed a glass of champagne as you sat down. It started off okay, the pair of you sat together at the back, partially hidden away from his family who had congregated at the front of the plane to play a game on uno. You had politely declined their invite to play, desperate for a nap which Mason had opted to join you for. But within a quarter of an hour you noticed something was up, he was fidgety, more so than usual, and it was driving you crazy when he knocked into your legs every few seconds as you reclined back in you chair with your eyes shut.

“Mason,” you snapped, eyes pinging open to glare at him when you couldn’t tolerate another moment of him flinging himself around, “will you sit still!”

Instantly you recognised the look in his eyes, stomach turning as you took in his flushed cheeks and dark eyes. When he spoke, his voice was uneven, “I can’t help it,” he glanced down to his lap as he whispered, “I’m so fucking horny today, my dick is rock solid and it’s hurting so bad.”

“Are you serious?” You tried to keep your volume down but you couldn’t help your exasperation, “we literally had sex twice this morning.”

“I know,” he whined, “I can’t control it.”

You were quite literally lost for words, he continued to wiggle around in his chair, before reaching for your hand and pulling it into his lap, eyes searching yours.

“If you think I’m wanking you off on a plane with your entire family on board youre sorely mistaken Mason,” your words were sharp, and your movements were even sharper as you yanked your hand from his grip.

“Baby please,” he pleaded, “it’s hurting.”

“Go to the toilet and sort yourself out then,” you shrugged, once again shutting your eyes and attempting to ignore him as he shuffled around.

After another ten minutes he let out a loud huff as you felt him get up from his seat and dart into the bathroom, your eyes slowly opening as you came to the realisation he had actually gone to the toilet to get off. The thought made you squirm slightly, but you refused to let your thoughts wander any further, particularly when Debbie made her way over after a few minutes of Mason being gone.

“Is Mase okay?” She asked gently, “I saw him run into the bathroom and he looked quite flushed?”

You tried to keep your expression impassive as you answered, desperate to make sure your facial expression didnt give him away, “he said he was feeling a bit sick, I think he got himself a bit anxious about flying,” you falsely simpered in an attempt to cover your boyfriend’s arse, literally.

“Oh my baby, I’ll go check on him,” Debbie cooed.

“Its alright Deb, I’ll go,” you reached up to carefully touch her arm, “I was about to go and find him anyway,” you lied through your teeth, panic shooting up your spine as she stepped toward the hallway to the bathroom.

“Thank you my love,” she reached for your face, cupping your cheek fondly, “I’m sure he would rather it was you than me.”

You didn’t respond, simply nodding and smiling at your mother in law sweetly. You stood to your feet and made your way into the walkway, glancing behind you to see Debbie heading back to the others at the front of the plane.

Once she was back in her seat, you knocked carefully on the door, “Mase, it’s me, open up.”

You heard a shuffle and a click, giving the door a push you quickly slipped in the narrow opening. The bathroom was exactly that, a bathroom, with a shower cubicle and much fancier amenities than you were used to on flights.

After admiring the room briefly, your eyes fell on the sorry state that was your boyfriend who was back up against the counter. He was beyond dishevelled, cheeks flaming, sweat beading on his forehead as his chest seemed to be pulsing under his t-shirt as his heart hammered. But what got your pulse racing the most was the sight of his hand, knuckles white, wrapped around his angry cock that he had carelessly pulled from the waistband of his joggers, fist still slowly pumping himself once he realised it was you at the door.

“Shit Mase,” you groaned, “I thought you’d be done. Your mum nearly came looking for you!”

“Fuck,” he whimpered, “need you baby, please.” His eyes were watering, his hand gradually picking up the pace as he pumped his length in his vice like grip, “help me.”

His breathy whines as he touched himself, staring into your eyes in a desperate attempt to silently plead with you, had you folding. Quickly stepping towards him and pulling him into the shower cubicle, shutting the door behind in hopes it may help drown out his noises. The last thing you needed was to be caught.

“What do you need baby?” You soothed, deciding now was not the time to get annoyed, the man was clearly desperate and uncomfortable, too far gone to not have some form of release. He let go of himself, his dick hitting his stomach, twitching at even the slight contact with his own skin. The view made you shiver, although determined to not get yourself in a state of no return, you couldn’t help but get turned on as you admired the familiar sight of his length.

He took your hand in his, wrapping your hand firmly around his cock, in place of his own. Instinctively you thumbed over the slit, spreading the masses of precum that were already leaking from his tip, gently playing with the head as you admired the why his eyelids dropped in pleasure, his cheeks somehow becoming impossibly more flushed.

“Baby, please,” his voice cracked, hips snapping back to encourage you to keeo going, almost on the verge of tears. You knew he wouldn’t last long in this state, a minute or two max now he was in your warm, familiar hand.

You shushed him as his whimpers become louder, letting him burrow his head into the crook of your neck to muffle the sounds. Your hand found a steady pace, one you knew was guaranteed to get him to his high as quickly as possible, your other hand slipping into his boxers to gently fondle his balls. The sounds coming from him were relentless, small cries and whines falling from his mouth uncontrollably as his hips began to snap back and forth, essentially humping himself into your fist. You were silently pleading that the shower cubicle and bathroom door were doing enough to hide the slick sounds of the continous thump of your hand on his cock.

“Shit, fuck, fuck…” his groans began to get lower, a clear indication he was moments away from release, “baby, I’m gonna…”

Your eyes widened, brain working overtime as you considered the mess if he was to release over your hand and potentially both your clothing considering how closely you were pressed together. In a flash, you dropped to your knees, yanking his joggers and boxers down below his bum as you took his cock into your mouth, sucking his tip just the way he liked as your hand continued to stroke him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” he moaned, shooting ropes of cum down your throat as he finally reached his peak, the feeling of your warm mouth wrapped around him sending him over the edge.

Swallowing his load, you stood to your feet, blushing when you felt Mason’s thumb wipe under your lip at a dribble you obviously missed, “fucking hell,” he murmured, his expression finally relaxed as he slowly came around from his sex induced haze.

“I can’t believe I just let you cum in my mouth on a plane with your entire family thirty foot away,” your eyes widened in realisation, shocked at how quickly you bended to his desires when he looked so fucked out and desperate. You couldn’t help yourself, there was something about seeing him a whimpering mess, desperate for your touch that had you going into overdrive.

His lips caught yours in a searing kiss, both of you giggling at the absurdity of the situation, “you’ll be the death of me one day.”

“Likewise,” you shot back, pecking his lips again for good measure as you pulled his trousers back over his slim hips.

He opened his mouth to speak when the voice of his mother outside the door broke you from your bubble, “Mason? Y/N? Is everything okay in there?”

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[thatonewritersomewhere]

Cat's Game

Warnings: Fluff, dating, smut (blowjob, fingering, p in v, creampie, aftercare)

Summary: College au, aged up characters, Kirishima x fem!reader, Kirishima is somewhat of a soft dom - partners for a project becomes... something else...

Word Count: 6.2k

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"The partners for your project will be posted on the board at the beginning of tomorrow's class," Mr. Aizawa drawled in a tired voice, as usual. You wondered if he got any sleep, ever. The class collectively gathered their things and got up from their seats. 

With your things in your bag, you walked out of the school and to the local coffee shop nearby, since you and Mina had planned for a day together after school. She had another class before she was done, so you grabbed out your laptop and started looking at possible topics for your research project. It was a National History Day project, except your teacher had to make it mandatory. And of course, you couldn't even choose your partners. 'I just hope I get a good partner,' you thought. 

This year's theme for the project was "Turning Points in History", so a lot of major events that had a lot of evidence would be pretty good. You started to write out a list of events that would be good, when Mina walked through the door and into the shop. 

"Mina!" You called out to her, getting up to give her a hug. You both have been super busy this school year, so it always feels great when you get to see each other after a while. In the embrace, you could tell she smelled like bubblegum, her favorite perfume. She wore white dress pants with a pink blouse, and her hair was down. She is one of the most fashionable people you know, and always lives up to that. 

"You look so good today!" You told her, gesturing at her outfit. 

"Thank you! You do too!" she said. Your outfit was not at nice as hers - just some lighter jeans with a long pink sweater on. It was funny that you were matching, without coordinating at all. 

You waved her over to the table you were at, a smaller booth in the back of the shop. It was cute, and had multiple like this one - closed off on 3 sides, cute small pillows on the booth seats, and a large lamp hanging overhead. It was actually a really nice place to study. 

You two sat down, and you closed your laptop as you moved back to where you were sitting. 

"So how have you been? Is there any new tea?" Mina asked, a smirk poking at her lips. 

"I don't know," you said. "Nothing new with people right now, thank goodness." Your luck with drama was not always the best, as it usually was more negative.  Thankfully, though, there hasn't been much drama at all, so it's been good so far, and you told her this. 

"There is this huge project we have to do for my history class, and the partners are assigned. I just hope I get someone good for that." 

"Well, that's good," she said, her smile sweet. "I hope that any drama that comes your way is good drama that you can tell me about, and I hope your partner is who you hope it is," she said, and her sweet smile quickly became a smirk. You both laughed. 

There wasn't anyone on your mind that came up at her comment, but you hoped that soon someone could fill that void. 

The next class finally rolled around, and so the partners were posted on the board at the beginning of class. Since everyone was already crowded around the paper, you decided to set down your things and then come back. You maneuvered your way around the people that were done looking at it, and found yourself in front of the paper. You scrolled down the list of names. 

Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta

Bakugo Katsuki, Izuku Midoriya

Yn/Ln, Eijiro Kirishima

Kyoka Jiro, Momo Yaoyurozu

You didnt look much after that, since you saw your own name. If you were being completely honest, you didn't know a lot of these people name-to-face. You would have to find Kirishima, whoever that was. The hope that they were someone good still remained in the back of your mind as you looked around the classroom, walking back to your seat. 

Once Mr. Aizawa started calling out attendance, an idea popped up in your head. You would have to pay attention to figure out who Kirishima was, especially since they would be one of the first ones to get called. A few moments passed until you finally heard Mr. Aizawa call out their name. You looked around the room to find that the person who responded was a bright red-haired guy towards the back of the class. 

You realized you would have to talk to him after class, and your anxiety shot up. 'I need to push through this and just talk to him,' you thought to yourself. Calming yourself, you took out your laptop to take some notes on the requirements for the project. You didn't want to look, but you hoped that he was taking some notes of his own at least. 

After you made a whole rubric and watched a few videos, you felt more prepared about the requirements. 

"The next few classes will be structured so that you are learning about National History Day and the requirements for the project, because apparently I have to show you those. Also that way you aren't learning anything new while also trying to do this entire project," Mr. Aizawa stated, his tone laced with boredom and fatigue. Contrastingly, his statement brought a few smiles to the students. Class time for a project would be a great way to get ahead on it. 

Tentatively, you raised your hand. 

"Yes, Ms. L/N?" Mr. Aizawa asked. 

"I was wondering if we would be able to move closer to our partners so that we could use this time to work with them?" you asked, your voice a lot quieter than it normally was. 

"Yes, you may," he answered. "As long as you are still quiet and not making too much noise. This is supposed to be a lecture class, so it's supposed to be quiet except for me, but I'm nice today."

A nice smile was brought to your lips, despite the anxious butterflies flitting around in your stomach. You snuck a glance back up at Kirishima, and found that he was looking at you as well. Quickly you turned away, your cheeks flushing red. You realized that you needed to talk to him, though, and turned back around. 

"Do you want me to move up there?" you mouthed at him. He gave you a thumbs up and a smile in response. 

"Okay, you may get started," Mr. Aizawa told the class. You packed up your things other than your open laptop and got up from your seat to move closer to Kirishima. 

"Hi," you said as you placed your laptop down in the seat next to him. 

"Hi," he replied. Out of the corner of your eye you saw that he was looking you up and down. Your skin erupted with goosebumps, and you set down your bag behind the seat. You pulled the chair next to him out and sat down, re-logging into your laptop. 

"Do you know what topic you want to do?" you asked Kirishima, turning to him. On your laptop was open the list of different topics you thought might be good. 

"Right to business, huh?" he chuckled, taking a glance at your laptop. You laughed with him. 

"Well, we have the time now, I'd rather use it and have to work less outside of class," you explained. 

"That's... valid," he decided. "I wasn't quite sure yet, was there anything you had in mind?" 

"Well..." you began. 

The two of you ended up going with the Civil Rights Movement, which wasn't exactly the least common topic, but it was perfect for the theme of the project and you had decided that you were going to make the best presentation you could possibly make. Soon, though, the clock was close to the time the bell rang, and so you had decided to wrap up. 

"Since we're partners for this project, do you wanna work on it outside of class? This might be the only class time we have to work on it," you told him. 

"Yeah, that's fine," Kirishima said. 

"Okay great," you paused, opening your phone. "Do you wanna put your number in and I can text you?" 

"Yeah, sure," he said, taking your phone from your hand offering it to him. Quickly he typed in his number and his name, and then handed back your phone. It wasn't a moment too soon, either, because the bell rang right then. 

"Awesome, thank you!" Closing your laptop and putting it in your bag, you shot a sweet smile at Kirishima. This time, he smiled back. 

The walk back to your place wasn't that bad, and with his smile in your mind, you felt like you were back in no time.

That night you couldn't sleep. Turning over, you checked the clock, and it read: 

1:03

You groaned as you turned back over. You had been doing so all night, and you were tired of it. You turned on your phone to see if you had any notifications. There weren't. 

'Oh shoot,' you said aloud in the dark. Of course there weren't going to be any notifications. First of all, it was 1AM, and second of all, you were the one who had his number. Not the other way around. You went to contacts and found his name. You clicked on the info button and went to message. 

'Hey, it's Y/N - can't sleep so I figured I'd text you even if you aren't up - if you see this, I was wondering if you are free tomorrow after class to work together for a bit on our project? If not it's fine, just let me know. Thanks!' You sat there with the message in the draft box, not yet sent. Finally, your 1AM self decided that it would be a great idea and sent the message. You closed the app and turned off your phone, setting it down on the nightstand next to you. Turning over once again, you closed your eyes and tried to sleep. 23 minutes later, you received a message. You grabbed your phone off of the nightstand to open a text from Kirishima: 

'Yeah, of course - I have practice but I am definitely free after that. Couldn't sleep either btw' Kirishima responded. 

The butterflies came out of their cocoons in your stomach at his response. You tried to calm the butterflies as you responded, but it was tough when you were trying to schedule studying with him. 

'Okay, when does practice end for you?' you asked. 

You saw the typing bubble pop up after he read your question. 

'Around 7:30' he answered. 

'Jeez, that's kinda late' you replied. 7:30 would be around dinner, possibly after depending on when you made it. 

'Yeah, if you're cool with that?' he asked. 

Probably making a bad decision, you replied: 'Yeah, sure - my place' 

'Ok cool' he answered quickly. 

':)' Ending the conversation, you sent an emoji, put your phone down, and went to attempt to sleep again. 

The next day went by extremely slow. 

You weren't exactly happy about the late study time, but you weren't exactly opposed, either. Throughout the day, though, you watched as the time ticked by, taking as long as it possibly could, it seems. Your classes never seemed to end, the assignments and lectures dragged on and didn't help to pass the time, either. Finally, though, you were able to pack up your things and get back to your place. On your way home, you texted Kirishima your address. He probably wouldn't see it, but it will be there when he's done with practice. 

When you got home, you rewrote your notes from your classes and got started on a few papers and assignments. Once you were done, you got started on making dinner, which was around 7. You weren't exactly the best cook, so it took you a lot longer to make things, but you got it done. 

You had started the sauce for spaghetti, when you heard the doorbell ring. Your roomates wouldn't be home tonight, since they were going to a party. Expecting only one person to be at the door, you walked over and opened it. 

There he was. Kirishima. And he was... wet?

"Sorry I'm late, I had to shower after practice," he said. "Took me a bit longer than I wanted to." 

Quickly you glanced over at the clock to see what time it was. Chuckling, you said, "It's not even 8 yet."

"Oh, shit, my clocks run a bit fast. Forgot about that," he replied sheepishly.

"That's okay," you said, moving aside so he could step through. As he did, you took your split second of a chance to glance at him up and down. He was dressed comfortably (you couldn't blame him, he was just coming from practice) in sweatpants and a black t-shirt. The t-shirt was school merch, with the logo printed large on the front. 

He walked in enough to close the door, so once you did, you started walking back to the kitchen where you were finishing up making dinner. 

"You can sit down in here if you want, you don't have to be a lurker," you told him, chuckling. "None of the girls are gonna be home tonight, so we have some privacy." 

"Oh, sorry," he said. "I didn't want to intrude."

"That's fine, you're in here now, so you might as well get comfortable. Plus, I'm almost done with spaghetti if you want some," you offered. 

"I might take you up on that offer," he said. While you stirred the sauce, you could hear him behind you sitting in one of the seats at the counter. Your laptop and a few paper sources were also over on the counter. 

A few minutes later, the sauce was done, and the noodles were now in the strainer in the sink. 

"How much do you want?" you asked Kirishima. 

"I can get it," he said. "I don't want to take too much." 

"Okay," you said, grabbing out plates from the cabinet. You left the door open so that he could grab one too, and you went to grab your own food. 

You sat down at the counter where your laptop was, and when he came and sat down next to you, he said, "Wow, this looks really good y/n. Thank you."

"Of course," you replied. 

Since it was already late, the study session went by pretty fast. The two of you were getting a lot of work done. 

When you took a pause, you glanced over at the clock, which read: 11:24

"Oh my gosh, you need to get back and get some sleep!" you exclaimed, not realizing how long you had been working for. "We have been working for way too long!" 

"It's fine, no worries," he reassured you. "You do too, though, okay?" His gaze was soft as he looked at your panicked face. He must have been tired after almost 3 hours of work, plus it being after practice. This was normal for you, but you didn't know if it was for him. His soft gaze had to have been from tiredness, you told yourself, trying to push the butterflies and blush away. 

"Okay, I will, but you need to get home first." You told him. 

"Alright," he decided. 

Even though his room was within walking distance from yours, you drove him home (because it was so late, you told yourself. Definitely not because you like him). In the walk back to his room from your car, you both listened to the light sounds of the night. It was sweet and calming after studying for so long. 

"Thanks for coming over and working with me," you told Kirishima. 

"Thank you for inviting me, and your spaghetti was great, too," he told you. 

"Definitely. We should do this again," you suggested. 

"For sure. Maybe my place next time?" he asked. 

"Yeah, sure." 

"Awesome. I'll text you."

His last glance at you of the night was one where he was smiling, and it filled you up with a warmth inside that you couldn't get rid of all the way home. That warmth helped you to sleep better than you had most nights at school yet. 

3 weeks later and almost completely done with your project, you closed your laptop for the night. Kirishima was next to you, finishing up his last bit he needed for the presentation. 

"This Friday was a bit rough, huh?" Kirishima asked you. 

"Yeah, definitely. Classes lately have not been fun," you replied, a small smile sneaking onto your face. 

"Glad we're almost done, though - this project will definitely be worth it once we're entirely finished," he commented. 

"I did enjoy spending this time together, though," you said, trying to bring a positive aspect back to the topic.

"Same, I'm really glad we're partners," Kirishima said, his face flushing a pink where normally you never saw that. He turned away quickly, and you did too, smiling a bit at his blush. 

Tonight you were dressed a bit nicer, since you were coming from dinner with an old friend, and you decided not to change. He was dressed nicer too, but you weren't quite sure why. It was definitely getting to you though, since normally you both dressed casual when you studied together. 

"Hey," he said, clearing his throat. "Um, so normally I would ask if you wanted to study sometime this weekend, but since we're almost done with the project, would you like to go on a date with me instead?" 

Immediately your heart swelled, suddenly your stomach was filled with hundreds of flitting butterflies and your face was hot, blush lighting up your face with red. 

"Yes, I would love to," you said, the wave of joy finally breaking with a huge ecstatic smile on your face. 

Kirishima's face lit up with red, almost as bright as his fiery hair. He proceeded to celebrate by jumping into the air as high as he could, pumping his fists in the air. 

"YES! Okay, awesome!" He almost yelled, his excitement making you giggle. 

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow, then?"

"Yes, I'm free tomorrow so that should be okay," you told him, a cheesy grin stuck on your face. "Text me any other details I might need, okay?" 

"Okay, awesome," he replied, his excitement still clearly showing on his face, also still bright red as well. 

Soon after that he drove home, and when he stepped out the door to leave, you closed the door and pressed your back against it, standing there for a minute with a wild grin. Your emotions were running high, and you stepped away from the door only to jump around cheering in your front hallway for a bit. 

The next day was the longest you have ever been through. He texted you in the morning that he was going to pick you up at 6, and that you could dress casual (because you asked him what you needed to wear). However, after waking up at 8 with a free day ahead of you, you didn't know what to do with yourself. Somehow, though, you managed to fill your day (partly because you were in a call with Mina half the morning, describing the situation and her giving you advice) and you were ready by 5:30 for Kirishima to arrive. You had decided to wear a dressier t-shirt with leggings. 

Before 6:00 rolled around, Kirishima got to your place and walked up to your door, and before he got to knock on it (he took a second to hype himself up before he knocked on your door), you opened it and saw him standing there in a cute white shirt with black pants on. The outfit accentuated his figure well, and you could tell he was strong, and his muscles were toned. His bright red hair was fluffy, like he normally has it, and he donned a cute smile as he checked you out as well. 

"Wow... you look really pretty," he said, blush creeping onto his cheeks. Your eyes were planted on his, and you could see he couldnt take his off of your shirt, which was a low, V-cut shirt and helped to show off your cleavage a bit. 

You laughed as you replied, "Thank you, you do too." 

This finally brought his eyes back up to your face, and the blush that was creeping up just onto his cheeks now covered his entire face as he realized he was totally caught. 

"I'm sorry, you just... your outfit is- it's-" he stuttered, trying to explain himself.

"It's okay, I'm the one who wore the outfit," you told him. "Come on, take me where you want to, Kiri," you walked out the door and past him. 

After a second he followed you back to his car, and he unlocked it so you both could get in. 

The ride there wasn't very long, so you only got through a bit of small talk before you saw he was taking you to a mini-put course. You smiled as the memories of the last few times you had gone mini-putting, and you thought it was very cute that it would also be your first date with Kirishima. 

The man who checked the two of you in was old, and he could tell that you were on a date together. He had a very dopey smile on while you both got putters and balls, and when you were walking out the door, he called, "Have fun, you lovebirds!" When the door shut, both of your faces were bright red, but you looked at each other and burst out into laughter.

Still laughing, you walked over to the first hole. This one was probably the easiest, being the most straightforward with only a few obstacles. After that, though, it only got harder. 

The theme of the place was cute - it was a bit plain, being that it was outdoors-themed, with a few water features, but it was cute and it was fun. There were only a couple other people there, one group being a cute older couple that was almost done by the time you and Kirishima had started, and the other group being a small family that was about mid-way through the course. It was nice, though, because it meant that the two of you could go at your own pace, and talk about the things you wanted to, and just have fun together without any interruptions. 

At each hole, you tried to get Kiri to go first so that you could stand behind him and sneak a few looks. Sometimes it worked, but other times he would catch you and laugh, or he would refuse (so that he could do the same thing, even though you definitely caught him more times than he caught you). 

The evening was filled with laughter, teasing, and fun, and in the end, you both tied. At the last hole, Kirishima was in the lead by 1, and his first putt missed the hole by inches. He ended with 2 on the last hole. When your last turn came up, you gave it your best shot, even though you thought you weren't going to win. Your ball ended up making it in one shot, and when you went to pick up your ball out of the hole, Kirishima was there, his mouth wide open in shock. In the adrenaline of your comeback, you walked over to him. 

"Cat's game," you whispered in his ear, planted a quick kiss on his cheek, and gently closed his jaw as you did so. 

Quickly you walked back into the check-in building, the heat in your cheeks rising extremely fast after that. You put back your ball and putter, told the older man that you would be right back, and rushed to the restroom. While you were in there, you took a second and washed your hands, calming yourself down. 

You hadn't bothered to see if Kirishima followed you into the building, so when he burst into the bathroom, you were only half shocked. The shock only hit you when you turned around, your back to the sink, and he grabs your hips.

"Can I kiss you?" He asks, his face red with blush, his voice deep, but a little desperate.

"Yes," you responded, your voice shaky with shock and emotion. The clash of his lips against yours was electric, sparking throughout your body. One of his hands reaches up to your cheek, while the other stays at your hip. Slowly, the one at your hip moves from its position towards your stomach, where he slides his hand underneath your shirt and up, his thumb brushing against the bottom of your cleavage. At the same time, he moves his lips from yours and towards your jaw, moving down to your neck. He finds your sweet spot and begins to suck, earning a small moan from you. 

"Kiri.." you start, but trail off when he continues. 

"Don't worry, no one's coming," he says, trying to reassure you. 

"Kiri, no," you pause, making him stop. "I want you, and I want more, I just don't want it here, in this bathroom at a mini-putt-course."

His bright red eyes change from hurt to confusion, to bright again when you tell him this. 

"Ohhh," he says, pulling away gently. "Shoot, and I still have to pay for the date, too. Good idea," he commends you, which earns a laughing smile from you both. 

Thankfully, when you leave the bathroom, the old man is turned around, reading something. Together, you walk up to the counter. Kiri pays for the time at the course, and together again you walk out and to his car. 

When you sit down, Kiri takes a second before he starts the car to move your hair out of your face and behind your ear. The contact is filled with electricity, and makes you shiver, only being able to hope he didn't notice. After putting the car into drive and pulling out of the parking lot, he puts his hand on your thigh, and you shiver even worse than you did seconds ago, goosebumps lighting up your skin. Discreetly, you try and close your knees to hide the heat pooling between your legs. You realize it doesn't quite work, though, when you see his smirk, and he proceeds to move his hand a bit further up. 

Once you get to his place, he moves his hand from your thigh to put the car in park, and you immediately miss the contact. You don't have to miss it for long, though, when you get inside.

The door barely closes before his hands and his lips are on you again, making your skin light up with electricity. He starts to suck on your sweet spot again, which also earns another moan from you. You can barely get out the next few words, he's making you feel so good already.

"Kiri.." you try to tell him. This time it works - his head perks up, ready to listen to you.

"Kiri, where is your room?"

The simple question ignites a fire in his eyes, lust being the fuel. Quickly and easily, he picks you up so that he is holding you by your thighs. You wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck to help him, and he takes you to his room.

Gently, he places you on the bed, where you take a breath before you kiss him again, pulling him down on top of you. He takes this and moves his hand onto you again, one on the bed by your head, the other carefully placed against your stomach. Your hands are in his hair, tugging and pulling it, showing him how much more you want.

Once again, he moves his hand up and under the bottom of your shirt, just underneath the cup of your bra, his thumb barely brushing it. The slight touch sparks electricity through your body, and it pools in your core.

You push back at his collar, and he lets you sit up enough to take off your shirt. His eyes are on you the whole time, and once you get it off, his jaw drops once more.

"Holy shit, you're beautiful," he says, still not taking his eyes off of you.

"Hold on a minute, though," he continues, once you reach out towards his collar again. "Are you sure you want this?"

The question brings back that warmth he shared from his smile weeks ago, and it was something even as simple as asking for consent. That warmth ensured that the fire burning inside of you right now would never go out.

"Kiri, I have wanted you since the first day we became partners for that project," you stated. "Yes, I am sure I want this."

"Okay, good, because I have, too," he says, and as you finally pull him down onto you, at the last second you flip him over so that he is on the bed and you're on top.

He grins wildly as you start unbuttoning his pants, and he helps you by taking off his shirt and tossing it to the side.

You pull down his boxers to reveal his erection, and his huge cock. Your core throbs at the sight, and you fight the urge to lick your lips, failing miserably.

When you place your lips around the tip of his length, Kiri throws his head back with a loud moan. Slowly, you start to bob your head up and down, sucking gently as you did. Your hand stroked the rest of him as well, and you could tell the sensation was doing lots of things to Kirishima. He was moaning so loud, you were sure the neighbors could hear, but you didn't want to stop. Kiri tried (and failed) not to thrust up into your throat, but you didn't mind it too much.

"Im.. so close-" he said, just a few seconds before you felt his white hot release in your mouth. When you were sure you had sucked him dry, you swallowed, earning yourself another groan and a wild grin from Kirishima.

"My turn," he said. He helps you to unclasp your bra, your cleavage falling out and bouncing in front of his face. Quickly he flipped you over, so that you were underneath him, your back against the bed. Contrastingly slow, he pulled your leggings down your legs, revealing your underwear and soaking pussy.

"Wow, all for me?" He started, pulling aside your underwear and rubbing a single finger through your folds. This immediately follows by a groan from you.

"Yes- Kiri, all for- for you," you just barely manage to stutter out once he puts that finger inside of you and starts to pump it in and out. The action makes you bite your lip, trying to stop the loud moans escaping you.

When Kiri sees this, he grabs your chin and pulls it to face him, still not stopping his fingers inside of you.

"Don't hide your voice, I want to hear every single sound you make tonight. And no one is going to hear but me," he says, and you let go, loud moans breaking free from your lips.

"Atta girl," he praises, which only goes down to your pussy, where he adds another finger inside of you now. He hits your G-spot every time, curling his fingers just so that he can get it. And he definitely does - you were close to your release.

"Kiri-" you warn, feeling the string of ecstacy being pulled tight, about to snap. "Don't stop-"

You gasp as your orgasm hits you like a waterfall, ecstacy and electricity rushing through you as that string snaps. You cum on his fingers, the stringy substance coating his fingers thickly. You ride your orgasm out on his fingers, and once you're done, he puts his fingers in his mouth and tastes your sweet release.

"You taste so fucking sweet," he praises you. You're still panting from your orgasm off his fingers, and it doesn't help when he pulls your underwear off your hips, tosses it to the floor, and pushes your legs up so that your knees are almost touching your shoulders.

He lines up his cock with your entrance, and your eyes widen as you realize you are about to take his monster of a cock inside you. He passes through your folds a few times before he slowly enters you, one inch at a time. He gets through just the tip before he stops so that you can adjust to the pleasant burn he gives you. Once you're adjusted well, he pushes inside of you just an inch further. He pushes down to the hilt inside of you, and you gasp again as his dick hits your cervix easily.

You adjust to the burn quickly, and thankfully because he begins to pump in and out of you, earning multiple pornographic moans from you. You can feel the buildup of pressure already, building up like a wall about to crash.

Kirishima drives into your pussy, moans releasing from both of you as you get closer to your high. His hands roam your body, one cupping and kneadind your breast and nipple, the other holding onto your waist.

He fucks into you harder and harder, faster and faster, until you can feel the cracks in the wall, a dam about to burst. Your moans mesh together as you both reach your high simultaneously. The dam breaks, erupting as his does too, resulting in a mix of his and your release together at the base of his cock, still hilt deep inside of you. Your legs shake from your release, and the last few pumps of your orgasms fall out of you both.

You lay on the bed in ecstacy as Kirishima pulls out of your ruined pussy, gets up from you and goes to the bathroom to cleanup. He comes back with a towel for you, and helps you to clean up the mess that is the two of you. Once he is done, he puts your previously discarded clothes into the hamper, and gives you a pair of shorts and a too-big shirt for you to wear, and he changes into a loose shirt and boxers as well. He helps you change, and when the two of you are done, he climbs into the bed next to you and places a kiss on your forehead.

"So, does this mean I'm your boyfriend now?" He whispers. You turn around and push his forehead lightly back to play with him.

"I think we need to play another game to determine that," you reply, a coy smile playing at your lips, despite recent events.

"Or..." Kiri trails off, trying to think of a comeback or an easier situation.

"Or... what?" You tease him, giggling as you watch his eyes light up with an idea.

"Or I could just fuck you again, except harder," he states, and this time you can't tell if he's serious or not.

"Harder?" You whisper, thinking about how he could possibly do that after what he did tonight.

"Yeah, although we might have to wait until the morning to do that, cause then you can walk," he says, his tone nothing but factual. He places one last kiss on your cheek this time, spooning you in the bed. The kiss makes the warmth inside of you burn brighter, never to go out again.

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Playing board/card games w/ various crps

Bro I am so... tired.. I'm going through one of my excessively sleepy periods hisshiss

Characters: ticci toby, jeff the killer, eyeless jack, hoodie

Notes: reader is GN, various games but admin has hardly played any of them himself, non specified games

CWs: none

JEFF THE KILLER

super competitive, especially if you bet on something... it might actually remove most of if not all of the fun because hes so... into it.. hes also a huge sore loser as well and will sulk for a bit if you end up beating him

and if the game is known for getting people heated? hes going to be trash talking- so hopefully you can take it and maybe even dish it out

not actually mad, you both have some back and forth banter while you two are playing despite some of the implications of the above- you both know whats off limits and whats free game

that said hes not much of a game person, he doesnt stick for more than a game or two

TICCI TOBY

that "eating the chess pieces every time the other player looks away" but its just you and toby with whatever game pieces you guys are working with- dice, cards, and so on

doesnt actually eat them probably but likely stuffs them into his sleeves or pockets... stares at the piece as it falls out, the room is dead quiet

doesnt really take the game all that seriously, even when you both make a bet on something... which can sometimes lead to him being stuck with extra chores or needing to go run out to get you your favorite soda

didnt play many games growing up either because he had no one to play with or no game, so youre going to have to teach him a lot of the rules and stuff

EYELESS JACK

he actually plays the game as intended, and if its a game that doesnt hinge off of change such as rolling a dice... he tries to make a strategy of sorts in order to win

hes a sore loser, though, but he does his best to hide it... usually... dont rub it into his face otherwise hes not going to play with you for the rest of the night

doesnt trash talk all that much either but will make a comment if you do something rather... dumb... that could possibly lose to your lose

there isnt much to do at his place, so playing board games over there is a common shared activity! you sometimes bring your old games to keep over there as well as buying new stuff to keep things fresh

HOODIE

he also actually tries to play the game and make a strategy for himself to win, sometimes takes long pauses to contemplate his moves before settling on what he wants to do

no use in trying to rush him because hes just going to pretend you didnt say anything- its not like hes taking a long time to think anyway

smug winner, but not that much of a sore loser... but he gets surprisingly competitive if you make some sort of bet with him... incredibly competitive... lets hope you guys dont play anything like monopoly or uno!

that... might end in someone sleeping on the couch that night...

[defrosted69]

My Hype Boy (Part 3)

This series is something I didnt know would go this long lol. anyway here’s part 3 everyone~~~

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When one wishes to have the attention of the world, some would want to be in their position and be like them where they are praised and supported on but not you. You didn't like the attention at all . you would rather prefer to be a pedestrian at most and avoid all attention if necessary. But right now, your situation wasn't really as a pedestrian but rather the attraction.

Waking up from your bed, you lazily roamed towards your apartment towards your bathroom to wake yourself up. You had wish to wake-up from this nightmare you currently have as you know that your peaceful life has turned a more chaotic one-

"Oppa! Are you awake? I made you breakfast-yah! Minji, why did you make the same dish as I am!"

You sigh as the two nightmare appeared once again infront on your door. It's been a few days since the arrival of the two girls that was close to you yet somehow, the feeling of warmth was changed to a feeling of headaches. The friendship bridge that the two created seems to have fogged by thier thoughts and feelings. It has become a blockade for both of them and you really didn't like that.

Instead of their usual greetings to each other, they instead went to get your attention as if their friendship was nothing anymore. To you, that was more painful than any pain that you had ever felt. They were both precious in your life yet somehow this admiration they have for you was tearing that apart. Taking a deep breath, you walked towards the door opening it as the two girls rushed towards you all smiles with food in their hand.

The aroma of the food they have in their hands kissed the bridge of your nose as you gulped knowing that they both placed effort on their dishes but we're you worthy of such food? No, you don't. Minji and Hanni immediately took the University by Storm as their beauty and charisma caught the attention of everyone. The school's social media board was bursting out by just their name. And of course fame comes with possible parasites and guy's shooting their shot at them especially the famous and rich ones. Flowers, expensive brand of chocolates, gifts ranging from limited items to expensive tickets was all given to them but Hanni coldly turned them down.

Never have you seen Hanni this cold towards people but who can blame her? She was focused on you and her studies so for someone to interrupt her studies Immediately pissed her off. Despite her cold response to them, it only aggravated them to like her even more. Minji on the other hand was the one who gently decline their gifts. If Hanni was the Ice Queen, Minji was the angel that can melt anyone's heart.

Despite unable to talk, Minji carried with her a pen and a small notebook so she can write her thoughts out to them. Despite this, her innocence was what keeps you on alert because you know how people can take advantage of that. Minji was after all, still your sister even if it didn't last long. You still have that responsibility of being her big brother but sometimes, you question if being her big brother was enough for her. You two were no longer family after all so what do you do? Act like some concerned citizen? Yeah right, you were just a bystander after all.

"Look Oppa, I made your favorite dish. Hehehe~"

Hanni placed the smoking dish on your table with her sweet smile plastered on her face. Some would say that you were blessed to see her smiling since everyone was used to see her glaring and always wearing a scowl on her face.

Minji didn't back down and placed her own variation of the dish and wrote on her pen the words that somehow made you smile a little.

"I made what Mom used to make before. It surely will beat Hanni's dish."

Hanni scoffed seeing the words Minji said as she crossed her arms in her chest. You could only sigh as you were about to see another argument from the two. This has become a normal occurrence for you since you had always been around them, well technically they had always sticked themselves to you. But before you can prepare yourself, a phone notification popped off as you opened your phone and your eyes widen in shocked and suprise. Without a second thought, you grabbed your coat hanging on the door rack and sprinted out of the door.

Your action confused Minji and Hanni as they didn't know why you suddenly left with your coat and running as if something horrible just happened to you.

"Where's Oppa going?"

Hanni asked as Minji could only shook her head in response. They didn't know anything what was happening around them as their focus was only stuck to you yet somehow, they forgot to see one factor that played an important part of your life.

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The sky suddenly became gray as your shoulder slumped down seeing that none of the numbers that you shaded hit the Lotto numbers.

"Darn it. Here I thought I hit something."

You thought to yourself as you sighed and pulled back your lotto ticket back to your pocket. The reason why you rushed out of your apartment was because of the announcement of the lotto result but you also didn't want to get bothered by the arguing of Hanni and Minji. The rumbling of the sky made it clear that it will soon rain down on the land and you only have your coat. Wearing your slidders and short pants was a great and also, a not so great. It's great because you didn't have to get your pants went but that also means you'll be freezing from the weather.

You had no choice but to head straight to the rain and-

"Y/n? Why are you just in your shorts?"

A girl using her umbrella stopped her track to see you in your comfortable clothes on. She chuckled seeing your attire as you blushed a little from embarrassment. This was the worse possible scenario for you since you really didn't want to let people you know see you in public looking like a homeless person. But she was a girl who was accustomed to your usual behavior.

"Umm Rei.. It's not like that. I was just-"

"You hungry? I was about to head over go get some food."

"Oh. Sure. You paying?"

"Nope, mr. Shorties will."

She smirked at you giving you that idea that your Wallet might be screaming for help. You didn't really pay mind to paying for the food since Rei was a very good friend for you since highschool.

Yup, that's right, Naoi Rei has been your friend since highschool up until now.

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FLASHBACK

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With Minji leaving your life, it suddenly felt lonely all of a sudden. Even though you had two idiotic friends at your side, it still fell boring and that spark of fun was gone. You really didn't expect that Minji would make half of your life so happy and intriguing. With a deep sigh, you laid your head on the table not really caring about your environment when thr teacher got everyone's attention except yours.

"Alright, everyone calm down. I would like to introduce to you a new transfer student that will be your classmate from now on."

This got everyone up in their seats as a very happy Rei entered the classroom. Everyone immediately could sense the warmth of her aura. Boys immediately stared in awe as Yeonjun had to slap himself up just check if he was dreaming or not. Of course, the sound that everyone was making made you look up and there you saw Rei smiling so sweetly to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Naoi Rei. I transfered to this school because my parents moved from Japan to here. I hope we get along."

She finished her introduction with a bow as everyone suddenly gave way for her to have a seat with her. It was rather unfortunate or fortune for you that the right side of your seat was empty and like any drama, you already damn know well that she will sit next to you and everyone would give you the death stare and all that. Just when you were seeking peace in your life, chaos was about to brew but little did you that chaos, was enough to fill that hole that Minji left.

Rei happily sat to the seat next to you just like how you predicted it. Honestly speaking, you really didn't want to involve yourself from her since you can tell that she'll be a very famous person in school. Her cute smile and voice can already melt anyone just by seeing and hearing it. Perhaps her good attitude could also be a big factor in solidifying her status in school.

"Hello, I'm Rei."

She spoke to you as you turned your head to face her and truth be told, she was cute. You were start struck by someone so adorable sitting next to you as she just radiated sunshine energy that brings warmth to everyone around her. You froze there staring at her making Rei tilt her head in confusion as her smile suddenly turned into a look of concern.

Rei wasn't used to hostile people because she constantly avoided them knowing how scary they can be. She was a soft hearted person and quite emotional too as a simple sad scene could immediately turn her to an immediate cry baby that could go long of hours just sobbing her eyes out.

"Ummm are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. I'm Y/n by the way."

You reached out your hand as she gladly accepted it and shook it with enthusiasm. For some reason, her hand reminded you of Minji and that made you form a frown on your face. You immediately dismissed that thought away not wanting to involve Rei in your own problems. But an ominous feeling lurked behind your back as you can tell that everyone in class was giving you a killers look as they want nothing more to be in your position.

"I can already smell disaster as it is."

You thought to yourself as you let go of her hand. Rei remained smiling as she asked you a question that really didn't help your position at all.

"Can you tour me around school Y/n? If it's okay with you of course...."

She looked down ashamed, her cheeks pouting. You couldn't help but blush a little from her cuteness as her lovely white skin revealed its cherry colors on her cheeks. Rei can now instantly make anyone blush and cause their heartbeat to quicken, which makes her a dangerous person. How on earth could you refuse her?

"Oh, well, sure, I actually have nothing to do-"

"Yay~thank you Y/n-kun"

That was the final straw. You looked away hiding your smile that has formed on your lips and the blush that was evident on your face. Rei was just to adorable for your heart to handle and this was a great way for you to have a new friend around yourself.

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Rei has become well-known in the school, exactly as you predicted, despite only having been for a week. Word quickly spread throughout the campus like wildfire, and before you knew it, she was being pursued by dozens of well-known individuals for friendship by dozens of "handsome" and wealthy men. Although Rei was delighted that everyone wanted to be her friend and she couldn't be happier to be getting such treatment, in her heart and mind, you had grown to be the only person she truly trusted.

Rei stuck to you like glue for the first week, not even separating herself to go home. You and Rei walked home together because she was interested in learning more about you, that's correct. You were the only person to date, by a wide margin, who was actually honest with her, as evidenced by the times you predicted that she would become popular at school and that no one would remember you, or the time you compared her to a mochi because of how squishy her cheeks were, and of course she wouldn't forget the time you teased her that you would get lost in Japan because there were no subtitles to read.

Your honesty was what really captivated her but she'll soon found out what makes her move from captivate you to actually be attracted to you.

She has gotten a ton of gifts from males pursuing her, ranging from pricey to uncommon, but she really doesn't want to accept them since she thinks it's too much. She didn't actually need any of the lavish gifts she was getting, but she also couldn't refuse them without hurting their feelings. The most perplexing aspect is that she knew nothing about them and that we even belong to separate year levels.

"What do I do..."

She asked herself as she slumped her head on her table looking out the window waiting for you to arrive. The clouds were moving so slowly as the day has started. Rei was anticipating for your arrival as she really needed your help with her dilemma. It wasn't that long when the doors openend and you appeared in her perspective. Rei immediately rushed towards you not even giving you time to take your seat.

"Y/n I need help."

"Hmm? For what?"

"What do I do with their gifts? I don't want to reject them like that..."

When you looked at Rei, you could tell that she was genuinely concerned by the feeling of being overwhelmed by the fact that she is treated like a sunshine princess at school. Many people are unaware of the fact that fame has a cost. Expect your typical student experience to be both the best and worst of your life. Even if you may be well-known on the entire school, innumerable untrue stories may nonetheless circulate about you. It sounds difficult enough for you when you consider the fact that you will always be the talk of the campus. Placing a hand on your chin, you began to thinks of ways on how to dispose-I mean return the gifts to sender.

"We can sell them and share the bill, 60-40. You get 60 I get 40-"

"No! That's much more worse."

Rei exclaimed as you shrugged your shoulder at her. Honestly speaking, selling them was the best possible outcome for you since they were expensive anyway. What's the point of having such things when your not even gonna use it.

"I don't know Rei, I think returning them is more better."

"B-But that means I'm rejecting them..."

Rei looked down, clearly feeling sad as you could only sigh at her poor state. Rei really was a kind hearted person to the point that she can't hurt anyone. But You have to remind her that pain is a part of life and everyone needs to learn something.

"Rei, you gotta understand. Somethings are just really not meant to happen. They gotta accept the fact that you don't like them like that or you don't see them anymore pass friends."

You placed your hands on her shoulder as Rei stared at your eyes. There she saw how firm and determined your eyes looked. It was something she didn't have as she nodded slowly at you.

"I-I'll try..."

"Good. Don't worry I'll help you with it."

As you promised, you assisted Rei in giving back the present that was given to her as a sign of their affection for her. Even though you were aiding her, some people misinterpreted this as a different indication that Rei had chosen you; nevertheless, after you said just three words, they instantly shook and quickly shut their mouths, proving that they had clearly failed their IQ test. You could say that having Yeonjun as a friend has its advantages.Even though it wasn't easy for Rei, she manages to return all the gifts given to her as the day ended with her emotionally drained and it was visible with her walking wobbly as you chuckled at her and decided to treat her some ice cream. Being the kind guy you are, you paid for the ice cream and bought her favorite flavor with a little more special ingredients added to it, cherries and sprinkles.

"Thank you so much Y/n! Maybe I should do this often-"

"Please don't. It's already stressful for me as it is. I dont want to actually fight someone since I'm not like Jaehyung Park."

"Who's that guy?"

"It's just a character I read on a Wattpad book."

"Ooohh, You read books?"

You nodded your head at her. Originally you weren't a book lover and prefer just lazing around playing your video games all day and eating chips and soft drinks. That was your life before meeting Minji. Her influence to you was astronomical as most of your old habits have been buried to the ground long forgotten.

"Yeah, My step sister introduced me to the world of books."

"Oh, it must be nice to have a younger sister. I'm always alone in the family anyway."

"Well it was an adventure after all, she returned to her father making us strangers again..."

Rei noticed the sadness in your voice as she could tell that something horrible happened between you and Minji.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be Rei. I'm sure I'll see her around. Maybe just not now."

You were grinning when Rei spotted you, but for some reason it wasn't the usual smile you give to her. She had never seen anything like it before. It appeared to be a smile intended for Minji rather than for her. This shouldn't concern her in the least, yet one smile altered the course of her life.

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12:06 am, midnight, it was the time where most people were already asleep and in their dream land. When the ambience of the night was able to knock some people out to sleep, you were in your pajamas and jacket running towards where the text told you to go. You weren't the best athlete out there and since you were always at home, you didn't really bother exercising so running for 5 minutes straight already felt like hell for you.

"Damn... It…Rei…why...."

You though to yourself as you caught a few seconds to get your breathing back to normal. You really didn't like how this happened but someone as important as Rei shouldn't be feeling something like this. She was a very precious person to many people and to you, she was a very special friend that you can relax your back on. She might not be the sturdiest wall to lean to but she was able to support you emotionally and give that energy to you. But what happens when the sun losses it's light?

They die out and gets replaced by darkness. That is what's happening to Rei right now. She was feeling like she was at her lowest point as everything wasn't going right for her. Bad things just keep happening to her and it really drained her out. She doesn't know what to do as she decided to leave home and stay at a nearby park and sit on a bench where she can admire the stars that were twinkling in the night.

"Why.... Why did this happen to me? I didn't do wrong yet why-"

"I knew... You... Would....be…here…"

You said in between your breath as you slowly walked towards her with a very tired and exhausted expression. This was your first time running to someone that you really care about. With the exception of Minji of course. Sitting besides her, you can clearly see the puffy eyes she had and how she looked drained.

"I-I'm sorry I... I messaged you out at a time like this..."

"It's fine. I needed some exercise after all. Hehehe."

You laughed a little trying to lighten the mood up as Rei chuckled lightly. You really never failed to make Rei laugh even though she was already going through it. That's why she was really grateful to have you as her friend.

"So.....you hungry?"

Rei laughed at your comment, but it also made her feel sad. Her favorite cuisine felt so tasteless and its charm had vanished because of recent happenings in her life. This ripped your heart into a million pieces, and she started to quietly cry. You simply cannot handle watching your best friend, who is always a ray of light, scream her heart out. She was hidden from view by your jacket adjustment, which you made as others passed by. Rei opened her eyes as the light began to fade and saw you smothering her body with the side of your jacket.

"I know you don't like getting embarrassed so I'm covering you up. Just cry it out Rei. I'm here for you."

Rei was touched by your gesture and hugged you tightly crying her heart out. It startled you for a bit but allowed her to do her thing. You really didn't know what was happening with her life right now but you were gonna make sure that you will there for her.

"Why...is this happening to me Y/n?"

Rei finally spoke after a few minutes of crying as you looked down on her. The warmth that she showed when you first met her was gone and all it had was a fading light.

"My grand mother is at the hospital fighting for her life, my cousin got arrested for false accusations, and my parents might file for divorce because of their business closing to bankruptcy. Why? Why did this all happen to me?"

She asked you those questions that you can only stay quiet about. Why did this events happen to Rei when she did nothing wrong? You honestly have no proper answer for her. This feeling was the same feeling when you met and got to know Minji. She did nothing wrong yet why did her voice got taken away?

"Rei. Even though this things happen. You shouldn't give up."

"But it's hard Y/n."

"Life will always never go to the way we want it to be. After all, we're just humans and not Devine creatures who can control what we want to have. My life wasn't that easy after all, I had a single mother raising me since I was little. Then I heard that my step sister was unable to talk because of bullying. "

Rei was shocked to hear this from you as this information about your sister was mostly avoided by her or sometimes, avoided by you.

"That's.... Horrible.."

"Yeah I know but you know what Minji did? She didn't give up."

"She didn't?"

A smile spread across your face as you shook your head. Once more, Rei caught that smile of yours that seemed to be directed away from her. She gradually grew to detest the constant smile on your face whenever Minji was present.

"Nope, she even insisted to go to school again which of course took some time of convincing but we did make her enter school again. She even made a friend there in Pham Hanni. And that girl, I tell you is really confusing sometimes. Yesterday she shouted at me for suprising her a gift on her birthday. And earlier today, she treated me to a cafe where the drinks there were preety delicious. "

Rei just stares at your smile and this time, it felt the smile was once again not for her, but for another girl named Pham Hanni.

"So... What does that all mean?"

Rei asked as you took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

"It means that if you didn't give up, all of your efforts will be rewarded tenfolds. I know it won't be easy to reach the end of all this but Rei..."

You changed your attention to her as you patted her head and smiled at her.

"I'll be there for you in every step of the way. Supporting you and pushing you to move forward. I'll be that wall you can lean on."

At your smile, Rei could only widen her eyes. Her cheeks started to warm up, and her heart started to beat more quickly. The scene that had repeatedly played in her thoughts came true when she was finally able to catch a glimpse of your intended-for-her smile.

You weren't grinning at Minji or Hanni while you were grinning at her. She, Naoi Rei, was the recipient of that smile. A uniquely hers smile. Rei came to the realization that you had always been there for her ever when they first met at this point. You were always there for her whenever she needed someone to make her feel better, grin or laugh, hang out with, or simply be lazy. She had finally noticed your sincere altruism and selflessness, and this time, her heart was telling her it wasn't simply admiration or idolization anymore.

Nor was it attraction

It was

Love

She finally understood that she had been envious of all the girls who had a particular grin for them but not for her the entire time. It all began with just that one seed, and now it has finally sprouted from the earth with a brand-new flower that is eager to display its beauty to the world.

"Y/n.... You have always been a great friend to me but right now. I don't see you as a friend anymore but someone I can spend my life with."

Once more, she hugged you, but this time, instead of crying, she was beaming from ear to ear with joy at having met her true love and the person who will always stand by her no matter what..

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FLASHBACK ENDS

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"Nothing the like good ol Ramen restaurant right?"

You playfully nudge Rei who returned a playful scoffed on her own. The two of you entered the place and you two were immediately greeted by amazing aroma the place had.

"Smells like the old times eh?"

Rei said making you nod your head at her as the two of you ordered the same dish that has always been a stress reliever back in Highschool and probably still now for you. Rei maybe in the same university as you but she was in a different department. So having time to actually hang out with her was extremely hard and difficult but there are a few instances where your subjects would Intersect with each other.

"Say Y/n, how's your life in your department? I haven't seen Yeonjun and Soobin in a while. How are they?"

Rei asked as her attention was solely focused on you. She knows that cupid has given her this chance to catch up on the times and actually somehow make that spark happen between the two of you. But sadly, Rei was the only one who felt that spark before but she wasn't just gonne give up just like that. She will make your heart spark for her.

"Oh, Yeonjun is doing well. He's helping his dad at his autoshop and Soobin is also doing great. He's an intern at a local cafe shop down the street."

"Oh really? I should visit Soobin and Yeonjun sometimes."

"You should. Soobin even gave me free coffee for it."

The two of you continued to converse as both of you reminisce the past and even talk about the present that you two have. So far Rei was doing quite a great job keeping you engage in a conversation and Rei was once again that sunshine that you have. Perhaps that sunshine has evolved to give warmth to your everyday life from now on.

Rei surprised you by getting up from her seat and sitting next to you, telling you it was now or never and made your heart race a little. Yes, you would occasionally see her, and it's clear that Rei has fully realized the potential she had all along. Her breakthrough occurred in high school, and this was now her best illustration. Having her thus near was similar to being close to a celebrity because you had heard innumerable tales of guys who continued to try their best with Rei but finally failed. It was really imposing.

"R-Rei. What are you doing?"

"Hmm? Why? I can't cuddle you anymore?"

Rei quietly and sneakily wrapped her arms around your body making the space between the two of you dissappear in an instant. Rei smiled cutely and buried her face on your chest. And as to what Rei expected, your heartbeat was racing quicker than usual and this made Rei smile. You looked down and you were at a position where many guys wish to be at right now.

"R-Rei I-"

Rei looked up to meet up your eyes and there you realized what many people has seen with her.

She was beautiful.

She was perfect.

And more importantly,

She was at your arms.

"Hmm? Hai? What is it Y/n Kun~~"

Her voice just sent a sensation of an odd satisfaction that you felt goosebumps all over your body. Heat Immediately rushed through your cheeks as the girl in your arms was dangerously beautiful and breath taking.

"I-It's nothing..."

"Say Y/n, how would describe someone cuddling you?"

Your brain started working in full throttle as soon as you inhaled. the sensation of holding someone close to you? Well, to most people, including you, that would have sounded like bliss. But who exactly would that be? When you were considering that question, three girls unexpectedly arrived on your head, and one of them was at your arms

"I-I mean it would be great! L-like it's probably gonna inspire me you know? Hahaha…"

Sweats began to form on your forehead despite the restaurant being air conditioned to combat the heat. Rei giggled at your answer and you saw something change in her eyes. An sight that you have seen with Hanni and Minji.

"Well, what if I become that girl you can cuddle forever Y/n?"

"Wh-What?"

"I'll make it easy for you. So open your ears okay? Hehehe~"

She grinned sweetly, but you felt as though you were going through different stages of life at the moment. You could have sworn that you had learned the events of World War 2 in a matter of seconds as history started to flash before your eyes. However, everything changed when Rei uttered the four words that every male dreams about.

"I like you, Opp~ppa~"

Rei winked at you and that's was when chaos happened. Not even giving time to react, 2 silhouette suddenly appeared at your table as Rei looked at who the people were.

"Yah! Who are you hypnotizing Y/n Oppa like that?"

While Minji, who was standing behind her, was obviously concerned, Hanni was blazing with fury as she pointed a finger at Rei and accused her of something. Her worried expression for her companion Hanni is evident because this wasn't supposed to happen. Rei smirked when she noticed the two people who knew you.

"Ara~Ara~ I didn't know Y/n was into younger girls. Actually, aren't you two being to nosy admiring my boyfriend?"

Only the final word, "boyfriend," from Rei's earlier statement was heard by Hanni. She lost her cool when she heard that. Rei laughed as Hanni abruptly started cracking her knuckles.

"Ahh, so you're like that huh. Guess what pal? Y/n oppa likes to cuddle with me too."

When Hanni squeezed you tightly from the other side, you were aware of the stress you were experiencing. There is a clear spark between Rei and Hanni as they each look at each other. Minji sensed that you were in a pickle because of the heavy air, but she was unsure of what to do.

"What... Should I do?"

Minji asked as she was witnessing two people steal her important person infront of her.

[urapunk]

bryce montrose headcanons? and if you ship him with chad, hcs for their ship as well ?

i dont know literally anything about bryce but im gonna try

Bryce Montrose & Chad Morris HCs!

Some are about Bryce singularly, some are about Chad singularly.

Bryce loves debating. He loves making up valid arguments and having the exhilerating feeling of being correct. Bullworth once had a debate team but after like 3 months everyone in it left except for Bryce and... Gord for some reason? I HC he likes debate too. Chad loves to support this, to give him topics for him to write on.

Speaking of writing, bryce loves writing ANYTHING. He writes like he talks, fancy words sprinkled in with a bit of 'like, uh' unless the paper is supposed to be professional.

Grape Soda Gobbler. He LOVES grape soda to no end, and would probably sell his friends on the conditions he gets an endless supply. He just likes grape soda... And only he likes grape soda. He and 3 other folks at bullworth, ew. Special mention; cherry coke. The preps love cherry coke, but nobody loves it more than derby.

Has an odd love for board games. He will rip you apart in Monopoly or Sorry, just becaude he can. He loves to ask chad id they can play a board game because it's just fun. And chad usually complies, modtly because when it comes to bryce he think son thing and one thing only. 'Whatever you say beautiful'

Chad LOVES Lesley Gore. His head'll be totally gone while he's humming Little Girl Go Home. He also adores other 1960/50s artists, like Paul Anka or A LITTLE bit of Johnny Cash. He thinks his music is pauper music.

Chad cannot stand the winter. He hated the cold, hates how his feet feel like ice cubes and mint gum when he walks, and how his lips get more chapped in the winter. Also, nobody likes a stuffy nose.

Bryce likes to help with his hate of the cold, they are certified cuddlebugs your honor.

Chad cant eat without something distracting him sometimes. He just cant, it's boring like that. He's like the 2006 version of an ipad kid, just always infront of the TV in his spare.

Chad loves Purple. His silk sheets? Purple. Journals and notebooks? Purple. PENS? PURPLE! His first car would be purple too, maybe with gold colored accents. His car would be expensive is what I'm saying.

They dont like to he seperated. Bryce likes knowing that chad is there so he could smush his cheek against chads shoulder, or hold him and sway with his face buried in the collar of chads polo. They hook pinkies when they're sitting in class all focused because bryce never wants to stop touching chad.

Chad's face flushes insanely. It only shows up as a slight blush on his skin but trust me, he's redder than a tomato in lipstick. Bryce always gets worried when he feels chads face is insanely warm.

Chad once threw a tennis ball into a bush of flowers for chester to return with.. A sloppery half attempt at a wedding photo worthy moment and bouquet, but Bryce got the idea and nearly melted. It was adorable.

Bryce loves to buy things. Small, or big, if chad wants it he gets it. He mentioned a particular scent? Bryce searched for hours to find it. He's dedicated and its adorable, especially when it's just something small like a specific flavor of lip balm or a discontinued drink he likes.

Bryce loves Chad's dog Chester. He cant stand when the slobbery little animal looks at him. He goes straight to scratch attacking his body before behind the ears and chin. If chester is laying down Bryce will sit criss cross beside him and rub his tummy like he needs to make electricity with the friction.

<3

(i was wondering why i wasnt getting anyone to interact then i realized I FORGOT TAGS. I DIDNT ADD ANY TAGS THE FIRST TIME.)

(Chads favorite Lesley Gore song. vvv)

[1-800-deactivatednearu]

Idk if i sent you this request because memories shit but,

Do you know tc2? Typical colors 2, its the roblox and i was wondering if you could draw any of the funny tc2 mercs- *autism eyes*

never sent this to me yet ^_^

[i.d.: a digital drawing of the typical colors 2 cast in a group ensemble, in yellow (neutral colour) uniform. from left to right: flanker, trooper, arsonist, annihilator, brute, mechanic, doctor, marksman, agent. /end i.d.]

some sketches + headcanons below read more, lower quality than my usual but blehhh :P

[i.d.: two sketches. agent, her hand on flanker's shoulder with a distant expression: "Bravo… son." flanker, pulling a face: "What." agent: "She hasn't told you yet?"

agent kisses flanker's mom, captioned: "new stepmom." /end i.d.]

these characters are so young, what do you mean 18-25 age range between flanker and agent?? scary, i have not drawn someone under age thirty (if not forty!) in a while

agent may not be flankers mom but thats not stopping her from traveling to new york for reasons other than business :P

well ! off to visit your mother !

flankers mom design is roughly based off his unused female design

[i.d.: three sketches. marksman, pointing to his scarred eye: "This eye? Gone. Plain can't see out of it." he holds his rifle scope to the scarred eye: "Anyways."

doctor bundles up his coat to staunch mechanic's wound. mechanic ogles doctor's exposed stocky build, captioned "oh wow muscles."

arsonist (captioned "AAC board user"): "Dominated. Scrub." /end i.d.]

i read the domination line. i see others making fun of marksman for being blind. his eye is scarred?? he cannot see out his eye????? the one he puts up to his scope??????

you know i actually played tc2 . for research purposes . and wow mechanics voice is very piercing(?) especially when you play doctor (compare to the softer spoken arsonist and doctor) so its very easy to have him on the mind

i think its good to subvert expectations when you can, soft intellectual doctor with a muscular build thats largely obscured by his clothing

i actually think of the doctor as with russian heritage if only because of his older voice lines :)

is arsonist a robot??? i saw word going around but didnt see anything necessarily canon about it? is this head canon or canon?

interpreted them as an aac user (and a human), i think it would work well with the nature of voice lines in games

[i.d.: two sketches. agent and doctor are glaring at each other and quoting their domination lines for one another. agent, holding a gun to doctor's chest : "Vulnerable. Weak. Easy." doctor, bent over to be glaring up at her: "You're annoying, you're weak, and you're an absolute failure."

brute, talking, captioned: "my friend, infodumping about motorbikes" marksman, smiling at him, captioned: "me, knowing it's my turn to infodump about fishing next"

mechanic has his hand on the flanker's shoulder: "Well son back in my day--" flanker cuts him off, looking skeptical: "My MOM is older than you???" /end i.d.]

i think trying to build off team fortress dynamics for typical colors isnt my thing :( cmon we gotta take these characters by the horns and make our own dynamics and characterizations i believe in us!!!

personally think doctor and agent have something going on . they hate each other they kill each other they kiss with tongue . they have funny domination lines .

mechanic using "son" is funny, this guy cannot be older than agent and yall know shes only 20-25

what do you mean he has a phd. flanker told him that a more useful education for mechanic was in political science, that was absolutely brutal to read

also finding him following engineer team fortress (a texan) in tonal inflection and slang as a western usamerican (not texan) funny . yeeaboo :)

i think the oldest characters would be like . brute and marksman in their 30s . maybe doctor too

i think brute and marksman could get along :) they contrast in a way that i think would play off nicely, someone who is outgoing and upbeat drawing someone more reserved out of their shell

[gooopy]

can i know abt scully!!!

!!!!!! OUUPIOUOOUUUGHHH GHOOGGHHG !!!!!! TYYY FOR ASKING!!!!!!!!! scullys awesome he is an oc ive had for a bit and had a lotta time to develop and is also a revamped version of an old oc from when i was young trying to avoid making mary sues!! ohh i likesss him hes awesome

so scully is a he/him butch lesbian with soso many issues and problems and shit. he was raised by his pa, a stern bitter old veteran, and scullys ma ran off after he was born. his pa was hard on him, he wanted a son anyhow and when scully started acting masculine he thanked God for givin him a broken daughter and started teaching scully how to be a man. unfortunately this included such beautiful wonderful things such as 'men dont cry' and 'caring for animals makes you look weak' and stuff like that. as a kid scullys pa started getting sick, and they were too poor to do anything about it living in a shack that his pa built, so scully dropped out of middle school and picked up an apprenticeship with a local butcher!!!! his pa was bedridden, so scully took the laz-e-boy that his pa usually slept in, started working, started smoking, and started cooking. his pa told him that cooking was a womans job but he was busy dying in bed and scully was able to steal the scraps from his job so they got by. scullys dad died, and scully dug his pa's grave and nailed together two boards to make a cross and he didnt cry. he just started sleeping in the bed again

but thats all background shit because nowadays this is whats important: scully would throw himself into a volcano if a woman told him to. he falls so utterly head over heels for any gal who so much as looks his way its FUCKED. in school the gals realized this and got him beatin other people up for their lunch money and scully was happy to do it. nowadays he would give a lady the shirt off his back for a kiss blown his way. he holds doors for people and he stumbles over his words and he talks while he smokes by tucking the cigarette in the corner of his mouth. he cooks a lot now, the kitchen in that little shack slowly taking over the whole place like a mold, and he feeds the scraps and bone and gristle to the stray dogs and cats.

he was an angry cruel kid and he was tempered into a kind, awkward, super mega autistic adult. AND! he brews the scariest hooch ever in his house its so scary looking dont drink it. he can still hold his own in a fight but will just take the hits unless its to help a lady, in which case he is letting out years of trauma and anger on your face to turn it into ground beef. hes awesome he has so many issues and he sucks and i love him. i havnt managed to shove him fully into the ebautiful world of tf2 yet (he originated from disco elysium!) but i think it would be funny if hes dating scouts ma and now scout has a new stepdad who keeps trying to be his pal but doesnt got a handle on the whole 'fatherhood' thing as a concept yet.

I DONT HAVE AN UP TO DATE REF OF HIM BUT YOU MUST KNOW THAT HE HAS BIG BEAUTIFUL BROWN COW EYES !!!!!! hes awesome hes fucked up. i have another drawing of him beating someone up but ill post that seperately because its got blood

[bridgyrose]

Could we please get some Joanna x Willow romantic cuddle-smut, pretty please?

(Went a bit more sfw for this one)

Willow hesitated for a moment as she watched Joanna take off her coat, a blush starting to cross her lips as she poured another glass of wine for the two of them. Her eyes kept glancing at the muscles the huntress had, enjoying the company much more than she did Jacques. “You’re sure you’re okay with this? I cant exactly pay you without my husband questioning where the money is going, but I can make sure a hefty donation is sent to you and your huntress group-” 

“That wont be necessary, Mrs. Schnee,” Joanna said as she sat down next to Willow. “This is still a mission that I accepted, even if it is a bit… unorthodox. Though, Robyn did suggest we branch out with what we do.” 

“Still, I’m glad you accepted. Seems to be the only way I can help Mantle anymore.” 

“Why do you care so much about Mantle? Dont you Atleaseans hate us?” 

Willow paused for a moment at the accusation, slowly picking up the wine glass and swirling the wine around. She had always cared about Mantle, its where her family was from, where her father Nicholas grew up. And while she was born into Mantle and raised in Atlas, she never forgot those roots, always looking for ways to help the people of Mantle whenever Atlas abandoned them. Though, after marrying Jacques, it became harder to give Mantle any sort of support. First it was the questions about where the money was going to, who she was spending time with or buying out, then came the rants about how the citizens were ungrateful about the jobs that were opened as more dust mines were reclaimed, the way he talked about the faunus as tools more than people, the threats he gave about shutting down every dust shop the SDC supplied until the workers would submit to him. All the while getting pushed away in the marriage she never wanted, raising her kids to resent her as she fell to drinking to numb the pain of having to watch everything her father had built be destroyed by greed. 

“Is everything okay?” Joanna asked. 

Willow took a sip of her wine, savoring the taste as she sat the glass back down. “Everything is fine, just having a few second thoughts.” 

“About this?” 

“About my choices that were out of my control.” Willow took a breath and put up a fake smile as she adjusted how she sat on the couch, leaning in towards Joanna. “But I’ll be fine with you. Assuming a strapping, young huntress such as yourself can handle someone like me.” 

Joanna rolled her eyes a bit. “I can handle you.” 

“And what about your alcohol?” Willow sat up a bit and grabbed a second glass of wine to hand to Joanna, her blush growing as she really looked over Joanna. She had always prided herself on being able to act like a proper woman should whenever she needed to, but being with a huntress like Joanna, being with a woman who didnt want to use her for her money or status, was here of her own volition when the request was put on the Mantle mission board instead of being forced or paid to show like an escort. 

She bit down on her lip as she offered the glass to Joanna, swirling the wine around to get the aroma in the air. “You can relax, enjoy yourself. Get comfortable. This “mission” of yours today isnt one that you have force yourself to do anything for my enjoyment, today is a day for you to spend time with an old woman who wants a bit of company.” 

Joanna took the glass of wine, setting it down next to her. “And what kind of company are you looking for, exactly? Usually when an Atleasean pays for a huntsman for company-” 

“I dont want anything like that. What I want is for someone to be comfortable, to want to be here.” Willow drained the rest of the wine from her glass and got up to grab a bottle of whiskey, gently pouring it like she did the wine. “To spend time with a… washed up huntress who’s married to a man who wants nothing more than money.” 

“You should probably sit down before you hurt yourself.” 

Willow took a sip of her whiskey, sitting down next to Joanna and leaning in close to her. She enjoyed the feel of the huntress against her, feeling safer than she had in years, feeling more comfortable than she ever knew she could. A smile crossed her lips as she started to get comfortable against Joanna, draining the last of the whiskey from her glass. “All I want is someone to cuddle with.” 

Joanna sighed and put an arm around Willow, gently running her fingers along her side. “And you’re sure this is all you want?” 

Willow nodded, content against the huntress as she cuddled against her. “Just cuddling. Safety.” She relaxed a bit and closed her eyes to doze off, listening to Joanna’s heart beat. “Like things used to be.”

[battle-of-alberta]

Cities opinions on soup.

(dips spoon into the ask box I feel like I've been ignoring for two months)

i didnt really know how to answer this ask so i went with the first reaction i had (a statement for another statement? lol). Pencil crayons were on sale last week and I replaced a few prismas that I've been wearing down for the past 19 years (aah) so I figured this would be a good time to get back into it.

I don't think any of the cities would say no to a warm bowl of soup, especially on a cold day like today. There are two staple "Alberta" soups that I make for guests, beef and barley stew and "Ukrainian" borscht, which I will provide a (loose) recipe for below.

This borscht isn't an ancient/authentic family recipe or anything, just something that my dad and sort of tried and tested that we like and that pays some dues to ye olde heritage (and that doesn't break the bank or require a lot of special stuff for poor students like I was when I was perfecting it. It can also be made vegetarian.)

Hapo's Not Authentic But Pretty Nice Borscht That Friends and Family Say is Good

Sorry for the vague directions and measurements. Measure with your heart and the size of your pot. In Western Canada, red beet soup is basically the core of what borscht is, although in Europe red borscht and green borscht are entirely different beasts which do not share beets as a commonality.

you will need:

big pot

big knife (sharp)

cutting board

vegetable peeler if you want

frying pan (for cooking meat version)

ingredients

beets (i usually use 3 fist-sized beets, you can use more small ones)

red meat (optional) (i usually use ground beef/pork but if you can get a kubasa you should use that. you can use mushrooms instead too.)

onion

garlic

carrot

turnip and/or apple

tomatoes

2 tbsp tomato paste

water or soup stock of your choice

salt, pepper, sugar to taste

lemon juice, sour cream, dill to serve

optional: celery, potato, cabbage

instructions

If you are using meat, cook with the onions in a frying pan until no longer pink and onions are translucent. Add some garlic in there if you want. Drain and set aside.

If you want to make the beets easier to peel, you can boil them in water before peeling. Keep the water as stock for all those good beety nutrients. I usually skip this step and just peel and chop the beets and make the kitchen look like a murder scene without pre-boiling.

Peel and chop the carrots, turnips, etc. and put them in your big pot on medium heat with your chopped beets, beef, and onions and garlic. If you are using celery or mushrooms or tomatoes, you can put them in at this stage. I also will occasionally add an apple to boost the sweet/sour flavour.

Add in a couple of tablespoons of tomato paste and stir to coat, letting it caramelize a bit. You can deglaze with a bit of red wine or red wine vinegar afterwards or just use some soup stock to get everything off the bottom of the pot. Add some more garlic, treat yoself.

Add in your soup stock and bring the pot to a boil. Simmer for at least half an hour (or all day if you feel like it).

In the last 15 minutes of cooking, you can chop and add a potato if you feel like it and have room in your pot (just because russet potatoes tend to get mushy if left in too long). This is also the stage to add shredded cabbage (which I hate doing so I usually skip). I also recommend if you have them to put in some frozen pierogies (tiny and filled with cottage cheese yum) and boil them right in the soup because it really elevates the experience hehe.

Season with salt and pepper and about a tablespoon of sugar or so. You can also add in something like oregano if you want.

Serve with a dollop of sour cream, a splash of lemon juice, and maybe some fresh dill if you have some.

[legy]

random game roundup

yeah baby lets go i hate posting things at a time people will see them

Meeting in the Flesh - PWYW

actually im obsessed with this one. holy shit. it fucking rules. its free and i think you should play it

this is a self-described "cozy horror-based dating sim" and i personally didnt think it was like. scary horror. but i absolutely loved it.

the premise is that you are vil, a salt courier in a city that um only eats salt and things mixed with salt? and the eclipse is approaching, a time of great significance in local culture.

i played the full yiestol route which took about 45 minutes. the art is gorgeous, and the writing was compelling enough that i kept playing past the usual 15 minutes. if i have a complaint its that the music was much more "miss" than "hit". you should play this one!!!!!

Flying Frags - World Tour - PWYW

this is. unreal. its a very visually interesting looking fps that is hampered by having some of the least responsive controls ive ever experienced in my life. i have no idea what is going on here lol. it would take two solid seconds of mashing the shoot button (both ctrl and left mouse button) before my gun owuld start firing. i wish i recorded myself playing this thing bc all i could say the entire time was "what in the goddamn"

Eternia: Pet Whisperer - $3

Included in Indie bundle for Palestinian Aid

this is a visual novel about going to a shelter to adopt a pet but all the animals at the shelter can talk. found the loving realistic paintings of the animals very funny when contrasted by the more typical visual novel sprite of the protagonist. also that you have one interaction per day implying you spend like a month at this shelter where the inhabitants kind of hate you lol

Six Match - $2.50

Included in Bundle for Racial Justice and Equality

i forgot to take a screenshot lmao

this is cute! six match is a match 3 puzzle game where you control a little guy who shuffles around the board. you have to make a match within six moves or you lose. it's pretty difficult (im bad at match three...) and kept my attention well the entire time.

i think generally the presentation is extremely good and the sound effects are satisfying but it does feel weird to me that there is zero music at all. overall this is very charming and worth a few minutes at least

Occupy White Walls - Free!

this is "an" "mmo" so kind of hard to get a taste of in only 15 minutes but by god did i try

occupy white walls is an art gallery sandbox. you have your own space to build a place to display art. i spent most of my time running around various recommended player spaces but it looks like it's very robust and interesting to build in

also this runs like ass in "high complexity" spaces despite the fact that it was not really taxing my hardware at any point. idk what was going on with that. this is completely free and on steam so if you want to go wander around some online art projects you could certainly do worse

[nastudragneel]

Oopps Love fight

You and Natsu are having a battle over his scarf, but when you both punch eachother you both feel the pain by imprintation.

Established relationship of two years

A little angst+fluff+a golem

Sorry for any mistakes

~

"Hey wakey wakey cutie!" You say while still in bed with Natsu but your scrunched up against the wall and theres a foot board at the end. You grab his arm and wrap it around your neck and you snuggle your head onto his chest.

"Mnnmn (n) mnmm" Natsu muttered softly. So you drift off for awhile.

"(N).... (n)....." you hear someone calling you but your so warm. After some seconds you respond

"Who.. is.. it?" You mumble and open your eyes slowly. Revealing a pinned Natsu with half your body clinging to him for warmth.

"Hello sleepyhead" Natsu whispers while petting your head. You cocked an eyebrow at him.

"I was awake earlier, you were the one who was asleep silly" I say to him.

"Well I'm awake now honey" he kisses your forehead then struggles with the arm that your laying on.

"You could just ask me to move babe" you say as you sit up and untwine your legs with his. He falls off the bed but all you could do was grab his hand but missed. With a loud thud.

"Well I tried to cetch you.." you said as Natsu got up.

"I'm good!" He yells with a thumbs up. You smile and get out of bed yawning. He hugs you close and gives you a kiss. Then you go into the kitchen. Natsu lights the top stove for you as you start cooking.

"When is Happy going to show up? You ask quizzically ask Natsu replies

"I'm sure hes at the guild grabbing a job for all of us"

"Ohh cause hes usually with us" you say.

"He probably went early before we woke up" Natsu says as your halfway done making breakfast. After a couple minutes you put the cooked food on some plates and start setting the table. Natsu starts gulping down the food as you sit down and start eating. After breakfast you go out of your shared house lock it and turn to Natsu. Walking up close to him you say

"Hows about a race to the guild? First one there wins" you wrap your arms around Natsus neck and give him a kiss.

"Racing? All right your on! Let's go" Natsu says as you slowly take his scarf then run for it.

"If you win you get your scarf back" you yell behind your as he speed runs past you so you speed run also passing him. Then he uses fire foot to pass you again. So you use gravity in your hand to fall into the sky but sideways. It's a straight shot to the guild but as you pass Natsu, you both fall into eachother right in front of the guild. Getting up you have Natsus scarf in your hand. As he gets up he looks at it and snatches it out of your hand.

"You were so unfair! Taking my precious scarf Igneel gave me." Natsu yelled causing a small crowd to form.

"Well bet you didnt know I wash it when your sleeping!" You yell as Natsu yells back

"That's it I challenge you to a fight!" Natsu yells as some guild members and some citizens crowd around.

"Look the lovebirds are having a quarrel!" Someone yells

"If it's a fight you want then a fight you will get!" You yell back to Natsu. Natsu started running

"Flame fist!arrrrh!"

"Gravity fist!" You both yell as you punch eachother in the face. You both topple over holding your faces.

"Lucy ran out and asks

"What's wrong that was barely a hit" as we both get up we walk to where Lucy is and look at eachother in the eyes.

"Truce?" Natsu raises his hand.

"I didnt think the imprintation would connect our pain receptors and multiply our shared pain, but I mean it has been two years together."

"Yes truce, man that hurt" you finally get the words out. You shake Natsus hand and hug eachother.

"Allright everyone its over!" Erza yells as the crowd disperses. You move your head back, Natsu does the same .

"I'm sorry(n) I got to worked up, I love you."

"I'm sorry Natsu I wont mess with your scarf anymore. I know how important it means to you, I love you" You say.

"Its okay if you mess with my scarf (n) just dont take it away like that. You scared me."

"I'm guessing we didnt notice how dark our imprints got. Now we can feel eachothers pain and emotions eventually well be able to use telepathy" Natsu says.

"Wow I cant wait except the shared pain part that sucks." "Actually let's test it Lucy would you like to pick one of us to punch?" You say nicely.

"Natsu!" She yelled and punched him in the head giving him an owy. You both grip your heads in pain.

"Seriously why me?" Natsu cried out.

"I feel it too ya know!" You say as you rub your head.

"It must have connected last night" you say.

Suddenly Happy came flying out of the guild with a paper.

"There you are my little buddy!" Natsu yells happily.

"Ai Sir! I found a quest, defeat a golem that's destroying crops" Happy says excitedly. You cross your arms and say

"Did you even notice that we fought just now?" You ask and Happy says

"You guys haha ya right. I did hear some people fighting but I was looking at quests." Happy says.

"Well this morning we just found out ..

~

After telling Happy, Erza, Grey and, Lucy everything that happened.

You, Natsu, Happy, and Lucy go on the quest.

~

"Whew we finally made it!" Natsu yelled. As we all hear a loud thump.

"Let's do this Natsu, Happy!" You yell as you see the gaint golem standing beyond the trees.

"Let's go!" Natsu yelled as we both dashed off as Lucy yells

"Be careful!" You jumped up and Natsu jumped up planting his feet on yours as you push and propel him up to the golem.

"Fire dragon's iron fist!" Natsu yelled as he punched the golem. Only some chunks fell off.

"My turn!" You yell to Natsu as you power up my gravity fist. You start running.

"Gravity wings!" You start falling in the direction of the golems head almost there then Bam! You were hit by the golems arm and flung into the ground. Natsu yelled out in pain but shook it off. It's what hes best at.

'Stupid imprint hurting Natsu I'll make it pay!' You think to yourself. You stand up and yell

"Gravity dragon roar!" Crumpling one of its arms to the ground.

"Let's finish it off!" Natsu yelled to me.

"Okay I got this, go straight down the middle!" Yelling at him, you use

"Gravity field!" And a huge enough circle of gravity began mushing the golem down into a standstill. You weakened only the very front so Natsu could strike. He starts running yelling

"Fire dragon's slash" cutting from top to bottom. The golem falls apart into two sections. Releasing your gravity you ask

"So is that it?" Natsu asks. Lucy says

"Like what do you mean is that it. You both took down a golem!"

"Well it should have put up more of a challenge I didnt even get warmed up." You see Natsu nod at you in agreement. "Well time to get back to the guild, so I can eat some fish." Happy says excitedly.

"Yea were finished here let's go back" Lucy states.

~

Back At The Guild

~

"Were turning in this quest its completed here." Natsu hands the poster over to Mirajane.

"Allright here is your reward" Mirajane hands over a medium sized sack of coins.

"Thank you!" You say politely to Mirajane and she nods and says

"Your very welcome come again" you all walk out front of the guild and talk for a bit and divide the coins, before splitting ways. Meaning Nastu, you and Happy split from Lucy headed back home. Once you finally reach the door you get out your keys and open the door. Walking in you lock the door after Natsu and Happy come in. Natsu walked over to the kitchen table and layed his bag against the wall and went over to you. Hugging you close, he kisses your neck then cheek.

"So which is it are you hungry or horny?" You turn around in his arms and kiss him.

"Umm both" he says as he kisses you then deepens the kiss making you blush and moan softly so Happy didnt hear it. Once you both break for air you say

"Well Happys here so no happy end tonight but I can give you good food. He whined a little, as you've both become accustomed to a healthy sex life but let you go. He heated up the stove for you and sat at the table.

"Thank you love" you look back at him and he just nods.

'Its been four nights now that Happy has stayed with us hopefully soon we can do the deed. I bet hes all pent up because of that especially being a mated dragon slayer' you think to your self. When you came back to reality you felt hot the stove was flaming everywhere.

"Natsu help!" He finally looked up

"Oh wow okay here I go!" As he swallowed up the flames.

"What were you doing (n)?!" He asks as the top of the stove was burnt.

"I was deep in thought sorry.. how about we send happy off once were done eating" you say softly. He just nodded as an okay. Lighting the stove again you prepare the food that covers the whole table and a big bowl of fish for Happy.

"Dinners ready!" You yell to everyone in the house.

"Thank you for the food!" Natsu and Happy yell and dig in. While you eat your portion of food Natsu is gulping down food. After the meal Natsu cleans the dishes as had become a routine at your shared house. After that it was time.

"Happy little buddy would you go back to our house for tonight? Me and (n) have some adult business to do" Natsu asks nicely. Happy looks at you both and nods.

"Ai sir I'll be back in the morning" Happy says

"I love you buddy" Natsu says before Happy heads out the open upper window.

"Now where were we hehe?" You say seductively which makes Natsu smile.

"We are gonna have a good time that's what!" Natsu says happily as you both undress and make your way to bed.

[celestialsqyd]

this is seriously such a problem. like, when i was in school during the beginning of the tech introduction, we has an entire class (usually taught by the librarian or something) that was just understanding the basics of computers. Typing, word formatting, fuckin KIDPIX art software.

now we seem to have done away with a "computer class" based on kids already being familiar with technology. like, sure, great, im familiar with radio, that doesnt mean i have amy idea how it works!

like, we are at a point where my kid brothers spend most of thier day on the computer, looking at dnd stuff and watching youtube videos all day, but when they want to find something specific, they dont know how. i have to explain typing a query into the search bar for them. they want to make a dnd character and dont know how to search for wizard spells. "did you try googling "wizard spells"?" "no" "okay well maybe try that". and then i watch them type the most hyper descriptive yet somehow entirely nonspecific search query that fails to find what theyre asking for, both because its a bad search term, but also because GOOGLE IS NEXT TO USELESS THESE DAYS. like, they (the kids) dont even have the concept of how google works anymore. how typing specific words as search terms will impact your search results and you need to know what words to use to get what youre looking for.

back to the dnd example, while trying to build a wizard character, they search for "wizard fire spells" and are met with a list of results ranging from dnd editions 1-5, to ancient world wizard texts, to pngs of a fireball. i then tell them to type "5e wizard spells" and we get exactly where were trying to go. but the children dont understand why. they dont get why my search worked and theirs didnt. "i used a different search term" i say, "but its the same as what i looked up!" they whine. but it isnt! its not the same because words mean things and were not even bothering to teach our kids that anymore. "wizard fire spells" lacks any way to specify what kind of wizard youre looking for, what context youre seeking their spell list. meanwhile, "5e wizard spells" specifies "5e", which the internet recognizes as shorthand for DnD 5th Edition, which then contextualizes the rest of the query.

alright, that was a bit of a ramble, all to say wE ARE failing our kids, we ARE failing to educate them in any way that matters. we dont teach our kids to open their minds to the world around them, we are teaching them for the sake of numbers, for the sake of saying we have the highest literacy rate in the world, for the sake of some board of directors paychecks.

schools dont teach our kids to learn, but to comply. they teach them to do as many multiplication problems as possible within 5 minutes, but not any applied reality where rapid mental multiplication may be necessary. (and then they yell at you in high school for not showing your work, as if they didnt just spend the previous several years drilling rapid mental mathematics into your head)

seriously, though. i work in higher education, and part of my job is students sending me transcripts. you'd think the ones who have the least idea how to actually do that would be the older ones, and while sure, they definitely struggle with it, i see it most with the younger students. the teens to early 20s crowd.

very, astonishingly often, they don't know how to work with .pdf documents. i get garbage phone screenshots, sometimes inserted into an excel or word file for who knows what reason, but most often it's just a raw .jpg or other image file.

they definitely either don't know how to use a scanner, don't have access to one, or don't even know where they might go for that (staples and other office supply stores sometimes still have these services, but public libraries always have your back, kids.) so when they have a paper transcript and need to send me a copy electronically, it's just terrible photos at bad angles full of thumbs and text-obscuring shadows.

mind bogglingly frequently, i get cell phone photos of computer screens. they don't know how to take a screenshot on a computer. they don't know the function of the Print Screen button on the keyboard. they don't know how to right click a web page, hit "print", and choose "save as PDF" to produce a full and unbroken capture of the entirety of a webpage.

sometimes they'll just copy the text of a transcript and paste it right into the message of an email. that's if they figure out the difference between the body text portion of the email and the subject line, because quite frankly they often don't.

these are people who in most cases have done at least some college work already, but they have absolutely no clue how to utilize the attachment function in an email, and for some reason they don't consider they could google very quickly for instructions or even videos.

i am not taking a shit on gen z/gen alpha here, i'm really not.

what i am is aghast that they've been so massively failed on so many levels. the education system assumed they were "native" to technology and needed to be taught nothing. their parents assumed the same, or assumed the schools would teach them, or don't know how themselves and are too intimidated to figure it out and teach their kids these skills at home.

they spend hours a day on instagram and tiktok and youtube and etc, so they surely know (this is ridiculous to assume!!!) how to draft a formal email and format the text and what part goes where and what all those damn little symbols means, right? SURELY they're already familiar with every file type under the sun and know how to make use of whatever's salient in a pinch, right???

THEY MUST CERTAINLY know, innately, as one knows how to inhale, how to type in business formatting and formal communication style, how to present themselves in a way that gets them taken seriously by formal institutions, how to appear and be competent in basic/standard digital skills. SURELY. Of course. RIGHT!!!!

it's MADDENING, it's insane, and it's frustrating from the receiving end, but even more frustrating knowing they're stumbling blind out there in the digital spaces of grown-up matters, being dismissed, being considered less intelligent, being talked down to, because every adult and system responsible for them just

ASSUMED they should "just know" or "just figure out" these important things no one ever bothered to teach them, or half the time even introduce the concepts of before asking them to do it, on the spot, with high educational or professional stakes.

kids shouldn't have to supplement their own education like this and get sneered and scoffed at if they don't.

[atiny-piratequeen]

how do get people to talk about your stories with you? i've honestly been trying for years, but barely get any interactions from any one. i know i shouldn't be upset about it, but seeing you and other writers talk about their works just... idk kind of makes me want to give up writing. i'm sorry if this is like sad or weird, but i want to have more interactions with my followers but have no idea where to start...

This may sound weird. And im apologizing in advance.

But its luck. Its literally luck. Ive been writing for over 10 years. Ive been writing for kpop specifically since 2018 ish. Its really like playing the lottery.

Against the Tide is my absolute baby and its very similar to Ataraxia in regards to the fantastical setting and it definitely has more content ive produced than anything for Ataraxia and yet I've gotten more interactions with Beauty Leaves and Ataraxia in these past two months than im sure ive gotten for all of Against the Tide in the three+ ish years I've been writing it.

People will pick and choose what they interact with. There is no one set formula for it. Ive seen fluff series get 200+ notes in a few days and people happily interact with the author. Ive seen things similar get 5 notes and all of them are likes.

Even now, really if you look at it, for as much as I'm getting asks on say, Ataraxia as a verse, Beauty Leaves is still sitting at less than 100 notes im pretty sure and the like to reblog ratio is a joke (most of the reblogs are from me.)

The issue isnt with you or your writing. Its with people not sharing your works. Its with people consuming your works and then just dropping nothing but a like and leaving, if that. Thats what hurts us authors the most because we are not being seen. There are plenty of people out there who I'm sure would LOVE to interact with your works. Who may be curious for more or have little world building questions here and there. They'll never see it sometimes if no one shares it. We authors can only reblog our work but so many times but if our own followers wont help share it, who the hell is gonna see it?

Most of the people who regularly interact with my works at the end of the day are my friends. Gaia, Laz, Dior, Luna, Smalls, these are my friends who I've known for years. Met through writing. Fellow people who also may understand how fucking rough it gets for authors when it feels like your work isnt good enough when the person next to you is getting all these notes and interactions, yet you cant even get a single reblog for something you took who knows how long to share and create with the world.

My advice, if I can give any that help with the pain you're going through and I'm all too familiar with- (again. I have over 2k followers, and most of my interactions are from about 5-7 regulars and of that group literally 95% of us are mutuals. My tag list has over 40 people in it and again, i get reblogs from at best, 4-5 of them that are not me usually unless something REALLY pops off...then i may get like. 10ish. Who knows)

Two things.

One, be your own hype person. Our writing, our worlds, are ours. You work hard in your craft and whether or not people see it will not change the fact that you work hard. You're doing it. Stop to look at what you've done and remind yourself "yea. I fucking did that." And be proud because come hell or high water, its yours. Plus, if you have the time, posting things about what your writing (character blurbs, mood boards, story snippets, spoilers here and there, general world building nuggets) help pique interest. Its how i did it with Against The Tide (i literally never shut the fuck up about AtT and people began to notice and get curious) and literally most of Ataraxia's world building now is because again, i didnt shut the fuck up about something that started small and kept talking about things here and there and then people got curious and asked their questions and just like that, it helped me refine and shape what was originally fuzzy images and vague ideas. Sometimes being your own marketing manager helps wonders

Two, your writing is for you at the end of the day. 1k notes or no notes. You're writing for you. As long as its something your passionate about and something you put heart into, its always worth it. Even if other people dont seem to appreciate it. Join some nets, make some friends with fellow writers. Talk about it there. Honestly it works wonders to have other writer friends because some writers (im looking at myself) will deadass reblog shit they know their friend is working on in a heartbeat with or without having read it. The writing community tends to look after each other most of the time here so i would say if its something thats hurting and truly getting under your skin, tell the world more. Join and share with nets. Talk and hype your works up as much as possible.

Its always worth it when you work for it.

Im sorry i dont really have any foolproof method. I have a few of my own friends i feel envy for because of how consistently some of them get reblogs, get shares, get interactions. Its a bitch and a half and its honestly something I've been saying for years. Its not fair for content creators (artists, gif makers, writers) to give give give all of our worlds our crafts and our effort and then have to beg the people who are take take taking to do the bare minimum and interact with more than a passing like, if that.

Im sorry you're feeling disheartened, friend. If you feel comfortable, send your work to me sometime. I'll happily boost you up if you feel okay with it. Every writer has their own stories to share and I hope some day people will appreciate yours, too

Pace yourself and remember you're doing great regardless

[culpeppper]

I can't let her forget me.

( @literalite 's Don’t Go Where I Can't Follow 1/?)