#bro him and neil i swear to god

[joejhang]

r.i.p. andrew minyard you would've hated the way this fandom characterises you

[shrenvents]

Competition

Warnings: Smut, M!receiving, penetration (w protection), language, enemies (ish) to lovers

Pairing: Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x reader

Summary: After "Beef's" rebranding as "The Bear," business at your cafe has declined, which left you furious, and that anger only worsened after meeting the restaurant's owner.

Word count: 3.4k

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Ever since I was young, I've always had this unnecessary, aggressive competitiveness, which has only grown since its opening; The Bear, formerly known as "Beef," has become Chicago's newest hit. Its success has been so impactful, that it's driven away numerous customers, including regulars from my spot, just across the street.

My cafe has been open for years. Its income has been steady from the get-go, and the presence of a certain sandwich shop has never deterred that. Not until said sandwich place suddenly turned into a high-end restaurant. It crossed my mind that it simply shut down due to its infamous unpopularity, but Richie was still waltzing into my cafe to order coffee, as per usual.

So, being curious enough about what had happened to "The Beef," I go visit, expecting to be greeted by the "ever-so-pleasant" owner, Michael. But instead—

"Uh, he died," Neil mutters rather awkwardly, fidgeting with his fingers. My eyes expand in complete shock.

"Oh my god, sorry, I had no idea." I grimace at my lack of sensitivity. "It's alright." He shakes his head.

Silence envelops us both before I speak again. "So, um, how come you're still here? If you don't mind me asking?" I grimace again at my poor choice of words, saying, "I swear I'm not trying to be rude." Neil tilts his head in confusion. "Whatta mean?"

"I just assumed you wouldn't be, here, since...?"

"Ah, yeah, Mike left the place to his little bro, Carmy." He waves his arms around, gesturing to the restaurant's interior. "And he did all this, sick right?"

"Yeah... Sick." I mumble with a pout, failing to hide my contempt, but my sour mood goes right over his head.

"Fak!" A man's loud, demanding voice, quiets my rearing thoughts. "Fak! What the fuck are you doing? I need you in here." The voice grows stronger as the chef it belongs to pushes through the kitchen doors. I just about hold my breath at the sight of him. In his all-white get-up, his deep blue eyes have yet to notice me, as he addresses Neil angrily. "The fucking toilet's still broken." He throws his arm up in frustration, "So would you please, get off your ass and fix it!" He commands Neil, and I jump at his dangerous tone. My brows furrow. There was no need for him to shout so rudely, not to mention that it was really bothering me, how he had yet to acknowledge my presence even once. Not only was he stealing my business, but he didn't give a rats-ass about it.

"Shit! Yeah, on it! I was just talking to—"

"Y/n." I announce my name roughly, and his eyes bounce from Neil to me instantly. Appearing startled, he hesitates to extend his palm for a handshake. "Carmy, sorry about him—" Just as he begins waving off Fak, apologizing for his behaviour, I snap.

"No, he was the perfect gentleman, as always," I protest, "I just came to check on the competition." Carmy's brows knit together, and I can feel the vein in my forehead pop out. "I own the cafe across the street," I state plainly, and he slowly nods in recognition. "It was nice to see you, have a great day," I commend with a smile, directed only to Neil. With that, I spin out the door, stomping vigorously towards my shop.

...

The next time I saw Carmy was nearly a month later, on garbage day. He happened to be taking the trash out that evening, exactly when I was. I sigh at how little he struggles to lift several trash bags. Looking away, I huff as I throw the plastic sacks into the massive tin container. After finishing, I stretch out my back, rubbing my hands together. Shortly rolling my head back, I observe the evening sky. I exhale, releasing a breath of cool air from my lips.

My skin pricks as I feel someone watching me and shift my gaze towards "The Bear." I instantly identify the sapphire eyes latched onto me. When I catch Carmy, his eyes fly in every which direction, clearly embarrassed. 'The hell? Okay dickhead, hello to you too.' I think, shaking my head as I go inside, once again, feeling the heat of his stare as I do.

An hour later, I complete the last of my chores before locking up the cafe. Removing the key from the door, I pivot towards my car. However, I stumble when a figure standing not far behind me approaches, causing me to unleash a horrid scream from the depths of my throat. Carmy's eyes widen, evidently apologetic and equally terrified. "Uh sorry! I didn't mean—"

"What the actual fuck, is your problem?" I practically hiss.

"Sorry, I was thinking about saying something before you turned around. But then I second-guessed myself and just did nothing," Carmy blabbers, "I'm really really sorry."

"Okay okay." I put up my hands in surrender to stop his rambling. It's rather disarming, after our first meeting, hearing how he sounds so... Timid. "Sorry." He mumbles once more, head hung low.

"You're good," I reassure him with a sigh, to cover up an unexpected giggle. "Um, so what're you doing, here?"

"Oh!" He jolts upright and his eyes shoot from the ground to mine. "I just wanted to uh, talk."

"You 'wanted to talk'?" I question, a brow arching in disbelief.

"Uh, yeah," Carmy replies with uncertainty.

Folding my arms, I sigh, "About?"

"Oh, um, just about, how I acted when we met," Carmy scowls at the memory. "I should've introduced myself way sooner, and not in such a—"

"Rude way," I interject, which seems to be a common occurrence between us.

"Heard." He huffs out what sounds like a laugh, "Exactly that." I then shift uncomfortably under his intense watch. "It's alright, I didn't exactly intend to be gracious myself," I utter, returning a similar, shy smile.

"No, no." His smile widens, "You were..." He and his gaze trail off, lowering to the concrete. "'Were'?" I repeat, imploring him to continue.

"Great." Carmy finishes, peering up again. His eyes appear somewhat different, and I feel an unfamiliar chill slide down my spine. "Wow." My eyebrows rise. "'Great,' that's a, really, kind of you," I splutter with a chuckle. Carmy joins in, laughing at himself.

After a beat of silence and a few stolen glances at one another, Carmy speaks up. "I know I should've said it a while ago, but I'd like to be on good terms, rather than 'competition'." My sight hones in on his active hands as they switch between fiddling with his back pockets and shaking. "I'd like that too," I murmur, scratching the back of my head. "If only you'd stop stealing my customers," I smirk.

"Oh?" He smiles playfully and tilts his head, "So that's how it's gonna be," he jests, laughing again.

"Hmmm," I hum in confirmation, slightly troubled by how flirtatious I'm being. But damn, the way he's always looking at me —it's throwing me off...

Flushed, I conclude our conversation, "I'll see you around," then walk to my car. He almost, absentmindedly, wanders alongside me. "Yeah, see you."

While I unlock my car, Carmy's already one step ahead of me, hauling the car door open. I thank him in a whisper as I bend into the front seat, brushing past him, and he tenses. He then mumbles my name with a "Goodnight," and I sit in silence, long after he leaves, breathless.

...

The next day, I feel giddy at the prospect of seeing Carmy. It's ridiculous, considering he was my neighbour, and I was bound to see him. Though I've actually had to refrain from seeking him out.

However, that afternoon, through the glass of both our eateries, we see one another, pause, smile slowly, and head back to work.

From that point on, that sort of thing became a routine. Every day that week, I saw him for at least 50 seconds. It was even better knowing he was a chef, so the likelihood of him seeing him out front was low, but still, each time he'd be there.

Come Sunday, I couldn't delay things any longer. It was a little disheartening that he hadn't come over himself or even thought to come and ask for my number.

Thus, I knew I had to be the one to make a move. So, after closing earlier than usual, I saunter across the street. Inside, Neil greets me with an ample smile. "Hey Neil," I wave. He virtually shouts my name in return. "Hey! What you in for?" He asks cheerfully.

"I was hoping for some dinner," I chuckle. My heart hammers against my ribcage, and the anticipation is killing me. While Neil leads me to a table, my eyes don't leave the kitchen's entrance.

Neil takes my order, and my ears attentively listen for those few moments, when the restaurant's crowd temporarily quiets down, and I hear his assertive voice filter through the walls.

...

As delicious as my meal is, I can't stop my anxiety from getting the best of me. It's plausible Neil didn't bother letting Carmy know that I was here. But I'm nearly vibrating with dread, waiting for him to materialize.

Eventually, it's closing time and the herd of patrons leave. I take the opportunity to call Neil over. "Hey, I was just wondering if Carmy was in? Just wanna say hello, be neighbourly and all," I beam innocently.

"Course!" He winks but doesn't move to get Carmy. So, after a long beat staring into Fak's clueless eyes (bless him), I come up with something dicey. "Could you let him know that my food's uncooked, and I'm very, very upset," I express sharply, biting back a grin.

"O-okay?" Neil stutters, confusion and distress written across his features. I suppress my laugh with my palm.

Five minutes later, I hear a loud and hostile "what" seep through the walls. My attempts to muffle my laughter are stumped when Carmy abruptly bursts through the doors. He freezes when he sees me, and I watch the doors rapidly swing behind him. I awkwardly raise my hand in hello, and I swear he gulps.

"I was joking, Carmy." Now growing nervous, I tear my eyes away from him, onto my clear plate and see him move towards me from my peripheral. "It was, pretty good actually," I remark, downplaying the truth.

As I open my mouth to fill the silence, I peek up to see Carmy sitting right in front of me, and I lose my train of thought. It's as though we're on a date, and that's the most normal thing in the world, something we've done countless times before.

"I was planning on coming to see you after work." His sheepish, yet deep timbre makes me shudder.

"Beat you to it then?" I smirk smugly.

"Didn't we say this wasn't a rivalry?" He smirks back, and my stomach forms knots. "Nothing wrong with some friendly competition," I retort, and his reply is a simple, pleasant smile.

"Well Chef, I'm sorry to hear you're closing soon," I sigh. Still smiling, he raises his brows, "Because?"

"Because the food was decent, but I'm still quite hungry." I proclaim teasingly, shrugging. He chuckles lowly, "We can't have that."

...

Now sitting on Carmy's kitchen stool while he cooks me an omelet on his stove, I inspect his backside. The muscles tense and shift as he moves expertly through the room.

"I hope this suits your refined palette," Carmy remarks with a certain ease that he didn't have before. He pushes a plate towards me, and I reel at how domestic this all feels. I lick my lips in excitement as the delicious, potent smell of the dish consumes my senses.

Taking a bite, I withhold a moan, and close my eyes so he doesn't catch them rolling to the back of my head. Swallowing, I open my lids to see Carmy's eyes studying me, expectingly awaiting a reaction. "It's alright," I state monotonously.

Eyes and mouth expanding, he smacks his hands on his chest, overlapping them over top of his heart, like he's been shot, and a laugh escapes me. "I make it better," I contest.

"I don't doubt that," he responds without a hint of condescension, and I gape at him before giggling nervously, eyeing my omelette.

"So, what would satisfy your elite tastes?" His words may be rather suggestive, but his tone is short and reserved. Glancing up at his expression, I note the way he sluggishly runs his tongue over his bottom lip. His view then trains over my features, lingering on my lips...

Not giving him a chance to refocus on anything but my mouth, I lunge at his. Capturing his lips with mine, I hear a fumble of noises leave him pitifully. The sounds morph into a mixture of bewilderment and a cavernous groan. His hesitancy is brief as one of his hands curves behind my head, into my hair, while the other gropes my waist, bunching up my shirt in a tight fist. His groaning becomes more brazen, and I devour every single one.

Our tongues fight each other, and our hips wrestle with the kitchen island that separates us. Determined to feel more of him, I pull away from his wretched kiss. He instinctively chases after me, but my hands firmly press against his chest, which seems to bring his attention to my eyes. He more or less whines to himself.

I lick my swollen lips, holding eye contact in hopes it would help him understand what I wanted.

His grasp moves from my torso, to hold my hand, tugging me towards what I assume is his bedroom. As he maneuvers around the counter, I decide that I just can't wait. So, when we pass his living room area, I drag him back, and to his surprise, shove him onto his couch.

His back hits the cushions and he releases a grunt. Immediately, I straddle his hips and he makes haste to grip my hips, pressing me further onto his crotch. I whimper nosily, and it's his turn to hum back. "You're so..."

"Great?" I quip.

"Beautiful, is what I was gonna say— should've said." His baby blues melt me to my core. The intimacy of his look and words, somehow mean so much more, than everything we've just done.

After a short break of just breathing in each other, I press my lips to his gently, pecking them. This seems to snap him out of whatever trance he's under, as a peck is clearly not enough.

His hefty grip on my hips increases and encourages me to lean closer. His mouth dictates my every move and sound, and I wriggle above him. "Carmy," I whine desperately, begging for more.

He lets go of me to strip, sitting upright to remove his white-collar shirt. I moan at the sight, before copying him, working my shirt off. When I struggle, he rips the cotton over my head, throwing it to the floor in one swift motion. His mouth quickly draws me back in, nibbling my bottom lip.

Breaking away, I whisper, "As good as you taste, this isn't enough to satisfy me, Chef." Peering up at me through hooded eyes, he looks dazed but nods nonetheless.

My breath hitches as Carmy rears me onto my back, moving us so that his larger frame hovers over my smaller one. He unbuckles his belt clumsily and glides his jeans down his stocky thighs. I chew my lip as I gawk at the impressive bulge tucked into his black briefs. When he reaches for my bra clip, he freezes. "Shit," he exclaims airily, shoving a hand into his curly locks. I flinch, stammering, "W-what?"

"Condom," he states flatly.

"You ran out?" I joke, brows lifting.

"No, I don't do this often," he discloses, ears reddening. Silence eats up the space, and allows us to register what Carmy so bluntly, admitted. Not that I minded at all.

"I have had sex before—"

"I know," I squeal, guffawing at his prompt confession. "I think I have some in my purse." I soothe, encircling his bicep with my index finger. He lets out a sigh of relief, and I giggle like a schoolgirl when he springs to his feet, racing towards my bag.

Carmy's footsteps thud against the floorboards as he races away, half-naked. I fasten my lips together to prevent an extensive grin. When he reenters the room, I lift my body weight onto my forearms for support, cruising my eyes over his body, spying the condom between his dense fingers.

When he straddles my legs, meaning to resume where he left off, an impulse consumes my thoughts. Wordlessly, I place my palms on his thighs, spreading my digits atop his sturdy legs, to push him back. Then, kneeling on the floor in front of Carmy, I smile devilishly. I feel him trembling and the whole scene feels so erotic.

Looking up, I catch his gaze, as it adorns me, in a sort of awe. "There's something I have been craving, Chef," I murmur whilst running my tongue over my teeth. Carmy shudders as my fingers weave into his waistband, tugging them down.

While he's undressing, his briefs hanging on his chaves, I admire how his eyes flutter shut, and he mumbles nonsense to himself.

His cock engulfs my sight and brushes my cheek a bit. Carmy sucks in a sharp breath, tilting his head to watch me. Despite being taken aback by his size, I begin to stoke him. He gasps and his stomach constricts immediately.

Picking up my pace after a few pumps, I kiss his tip and his thighs shake. "Christ," he mewls. I take his noisy reaction as an encouragement to surge forward, wrapping my tongue and lips over him, and driving his cock to the back of my throat. "Fuck!" Carmy shouts.

As he gets closer to the edge, his words of appraisal jumble together in fits of, "yes, like that," "faster," and some "perfect" comments, among many other things I can't comprehend anymore. I'm lost in his touch, which tangles my hair, clasping it tightly. Before Carmy finishes, he cups my face and yanks himself out of my mouth.

Eyes shut and face twisted in both euphoria and frustration, he grumbles, "Fuck, I said I didn't wanna cum yet."

I simply smack my lips together, savouring his taste. Carmy appears stunned as holds my face. I smirk wickedly and a short puff of air abandons him.

"Can I fuck you?" He asks, and his jagged voice makes his question sound like an order, and I love it. "Please," I pant and he kisses my forehead before dragging me back on the sofa, underneath him again.

Positioning himself, Carmy rips open the condom with his teeth and rolls it over himself. He sucks in a coarse breath as he pushes into my entrance, and I do the same. He moans my name and I choke on a sob as he bottoms out, in one, mind-numbing jolt. His hands tighten on my hips, pressing me into the couch as I arch upwards. We both moan nonsensically, adoring the friction and how seamlessly we fit together.

Moving synchronously, we fight for our highs, grinding into a rhythm that makes us gasp in pleasure. With my name on his lips, they seize mine, and his tongue laps every corner of my mouth, as he slowly takes control. I writhe under him and he thrusts harder, hitting all the right places. Shortly, my body grows almost limp, unable to keep up with the tide of desire above, bucking into me.

As I reach my end, he keeps going, simultaneously kissing and nipping my neck, surely leaving numerous marks, but I don't care. He just feels too good, deep inside, strong and brutal.

I cry out as core contracts, clamping down on him, and making his untamed movements stutter. I cum hard, gasping as tremors rack through me. Soon after, Carmy whimpers, craning his neck back as cums inside. With a lengthy sigh that eases into a loud moan, he holds us still. He dips his sweat-covered forehead into the crook of my neck and hums in satisfaction.

After a few minutes of catching our breath, and enjoying the weight of his body over top of mine, he heaves himself up to kiss my mouth once more.

"Go out with me, please," he urges politely as if he isn't still inside of me. I laugh lightly, then tense in surprise when my core clenches over his cock, and he winces as well.

Exhaling steadily, I breathe, "I would love to."

[perksofbeingpoet]

☆ THE POETS AT THE AIRPORT ☆

CHARLIE: trying WAY too hard to be everyone's airport crush. has to be dragged out of the liquor section of the duty free shop ("but the vodka is so CHEAP"). plays a game of "trying to sneak as many metal objects past the security check as possible". when he gets a pat down he keeps wiggling his eyebrows and saying some variant of "wow no you're wayy too old for me" to the security guy (who's probably considering quitting his job). is secretly terrified of flying but tries not to let it show (grips neil's hand so hard it hurts when they take off)

TODD: literally a ball of pure anxiety in the beginning of it. SO scared he overpacked, he's constantly talking about what if his suitcase is too heavy and he has to empty it out and everyone in the queue will be watching him and GOD HE HATES AIRPORTS. calms down a bit after the security check (totally panics about what if he accidentally put a gun down his pants or something and doesn't remember), and then just chills in the perfume area of the duty free shop, trying all the scents. buys loads of snacks because you never know if the place you're going to has the good ones. tries not to think about the possibility of the plane crashing. likes watching the clouds.

NEIL: A literal kid. Is the one who ACTUALLY overpacked, and runs around with his suitcase (he'd totally sit down on it and ride it around if that was socially acceptable). spends like an hour in the shops and is suddenly convinced he needs to buy a lot of unnecessary stuff. BUT goes into airport dad mode as soon as he needs to, he has all the tickets and keeps reminding everyone of having their passports ready, he knows the gate number etc. takes the lead and gets them to the plane safely.

KNOX: has like an hour long "in case i die on the plane" video ready for chris, and they have a long phone call to say good bye (interrupted when charlie gets into a fight with a security guard - "c'mon dude, who's side are you on, the government?? like being a small little guy in power??" "Sir I'm going to repeat it one more time, I need you to take off that belt please."). if knox wasn't dating chris, he'd totally be looking at all the cute girls at the airport for like two seconds and trying to telepathically tell them they're cute (relatable, not gonna lie). Is so polite and charming to all the staff that it's on the verge of being funny, Pittsie teasing him about really being the perfect son in law. Honestly just a very chilled flyer, he has fun.

PITTS: has even more fun. has like an extra bag full of snacks that everyone makes fun of and then obviously wants some of later (pittsie gives them some because he's a bro, but they have to swear that he's the best and will get the front seat of every car they'll ride). TOTALLY has one of those inflatable neck cushions. the security guy comments on how tall he is mainly to make conversation, but pittsie is still proud of it (i think i mentioned my headcanons about pitts' relationships with his height? or did i never publish them?) and smiles for the next minute. reads the on-flight magazine. super excited at take off, he's like LET'S GOOOO while todd and charlie are on the verge of crying. freaks out about omg I forgot my passport (neil took it from him one second ago). fun facts about planes!!

MEEKS: the chillest. tries to calm todd down by telling him statistics and all that about the narrow chances of dying on a plane until charlie snaps and is like SHUT UP OH MY GOD ("'kay sir" 🫡😳). nerds out about planes with pittsie! has WAY too many tags on his bags in case they get lost. tells really bad airport puns that pittsie thinks are HILARIOUS. spends the wait by just sitting in a café and drinking way too much coffee. ONLY buys one teeny tiny little bag of m&ms and then eats like half of pittsies snacks. sits more comfortably than pitts because his legs are shorter and don't get cramped and DEFINITELY teases him about it like 'hmm i don't know what you mean, there's plenty of leg room!"

CAMERON: really excited for the flight, loves the whole experience. printed out everything twice just in case!! all his liquid items are in these little plastic bags that no one ever uses (or maybe y'all are just better than me). eats SO much beforehand to save money because the airport prices are ridiculous. runs to the gate like three times to check it hasn't been changed. has the craziest methods to keep his ears from popping.

[oraclefreak]

Dead Poets Society boys headcanons I thought of while showering: showering edition (sounds ironic)

Charlie: bro uses an IRRATIONAL amount of shampoo. Most probably has finished one entire bottle in a matter of 4 days before (shampoo prices must not be an issue for him, I guess). His hair somehow isn't damaged, and not even god knows why. Takes an hour for him to finish showering. He talks in the shower, and if it's in Hellton showers he will talk to someone else while showering (Knox and him get idiotically philosophical; call it shower thoughts that are actually spoken)

Cameron: this mf measures the amount of shampoo he uses. I never knew someone who did this, but I can DEFINITELY GUESS that Cameron has a measuring cup just for shampoo. His showers are short compared to the others, probably because he doesn't think about other things rather than to finish showering. Uses more hair products outside the shower (the youngsters would call it 'styling').

Meeks: he's a little more normal. But DEFINITELY has realizations while showering, it's just that he doesn't say them out loud. Suddenly his mind speaks to him about how to set up the DIY radio to work or something like that and he won't talk to anyone after the shower until he has it sorted out (will go RUNNING like he's running out of time to tell Pitts). Probably 25 minutes long showers because he also uses a product to keep his curls okay.

Knox: who told this dumbass that putting on perfume while the water is running and he's still showering is okay? Multiple people had told him that IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE, but he's like "no, guys, I swear it works... because the other day-", and he's mentioning an event that has nothing to do with putting on perfume in the shower. I can imagine one of his talks where he goes OVERLY philosophical and Charlie just tells him that he's 'talking stupid'. He takes (slightly) less than one hour just to not be called the one who takes the most time in the shower (a.k.a Charlie Dalton)

Neil: WHO put theater kid music in here? Social anxiety fears this dude. Not only he sings his favorite musicals, he also mumbles the dialogue for his next play. I'm certain that more than 7 people in Hellton have memorized at least one line from his dialogue just by listening to him (even if it's mumbling people can still hear him). Takes like 40 minutes for him to finish showering, and most of it is him trying to remember his parts in the play (sometimes Todd, who has them memorized after reading the script multiple times, tells him the next word and Neil yells it with excitement in an 'eureka' type of way). I think he would do a little skincare while showering, maybe just one product to clean his face and then wash it off.

Todd: always takes him 19 minutes straight to finish showering, some of the poets wonder if he has a watch to know when to come out (it has been proved scientifically that he does not take less or more than 19 minutes). Has a panic attack every time the soap slips. For some reason also uses conditioner... Who told him that he has to use it? I don't know (your hair isn't even that long, dude). Has the typical writer struggle of having an awesome idea but not having anything to write at the moment (has suffered the pain of forgetting what the idea was). Unlike the other poets, he does not do much after showering rather than brushing his hair and then dissociating (partially canon, I guess)

Pitts: he tried to get the shampoo out violently once, and it ended all over the place except his hand. He's more conscious about it now and it didn't happen ever again since then. He's a thinker, but not a philosophical one (like Charlie or Knox) or a genius one (like Meeks). His thoughts range from "did I turn off my desk lamp", to "TRIG HOMEWORK IS DUE TOMORROW AND I DIDN'T FINISH IT YET". Awfully specific but probably uses two brands of shampoo (I don't know where the idea came from but I can see it). Takes him a little bit more than 25 minutes to finish showering but does not usually reach 30 minutes long showers.

I don't know where all of these came out of.

[cupidbedsy]

𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙖 ; 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 ୨୧

➪ summary: 3 times where y/n needs to tell her brothers about the drama going on at her school no matter where they are or who they're with

➪ warnings: stupid high school drama, reader is teased, luke embarrassing the reader, that's it i think (this is mostly dialogue)

➪ word count: 1.5k

➪ file type: new fic (baby bear universe affilate)

➪ sunny's notes: just a quick little funny fic that i came up with, the next baby bear fic (or at least just fic in general for the hughes bros) will be kind of sad i think but that'll come out later, probably after my birthday celly (WHICH IS A WEEK FROM THURSDAY!)

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⟹ quick recap (feat. brock) ; quinn - 24, reader - 18 ; november of 2023

Quinn hadn’t realized his phone had rung. It was only until Brock stood next to him and was handing him his phone, “It’s your sister. She said she really needs to talk to you.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, “Huh? Why’d she call you? Wait how’d she get your number?”

Then he heard a mumbled voice, “It doesn’t matter, just put the phone to your ear Quintin or call me.”

Brock hung up after being told to and Quinn called back on his, hearing her sad voice enter his ear, “Anna and Neil broke up.”

Quinn shook his head, “Who?”

“You know, Neil Castro and Anna Cunningham? They broke up bro. They were end game too! THis is so rigged.”

“Wait wait, who? You can’t just give me names, y/n/n.” He started walking out of the locker room, grabbing his keys from his back pocket.

“Anna is one of the girls on the team with me and Neil is one of the guys on the football team. They were endgame. I swear I told you about them.”

“Oh is he the one who got you all to do that one cheesy promposal thing last year?”

“Yes! I can’t believe they broke up Quinn, I have no hope for finding a relationship if they didn’t last. Love isn’t real.”

Quinn just chuckled as he got into his car and started driving out of the parking lot, “I’m sure you’ll find someone, y/n/n. Just give it time.”

“You sound like every taken girl who is trying to reassure her single best friend that there’s someone out there for her.” She groaned loudly, “Anway. Other drama I need to catch you up on.”

“Hit me.”

“So David and Pen got together, he asked her out after her game the other day.”

“Is Pen the one who kind of looks like Merida.”

“Yep. And I found out that this guy likes me. Which before you say a single word Quintin, he looks like Jack and I would not like to date someone who looks like my brother thank you very much.”

“Okay then…”

“And he’s a total creep, one time Ruby found him starring at us during practice, like just sitting in the bleachers.”

“Yep I retract my statement that I never said.”

For the next twenty minutes, y/n gets Quinn caught up on all the drama happening, even if it’s the smallest bit of drama, she still needs him to know about it. 

“Okay I have homework to do. Bye Quinn!”

“Bye y/n/n.”

ﾟ +*:୨୧:*﹤

⟹ who told who w/ the new jersey devils ; jack - 20, reader - 15 ; september of 2021

The unexpected running of a phone made the rest of the guys who were in the locker room jump. Each one fumbled for their phones, Jack coming up the lucky one. However, he groaned when he saw who was calling him, “Who is it?”

“My sister.” He threw his jacket on before answering the call, “Hey.”

“Jack oh my god!”

He furrowed his eyebrows, “What’s wrong?”

“‘What’s wrong?’ Nothing. Well, that’s not true, but nothing’s wrong with me personally. I have just have news.”

“Okay…? “ He put it on speaker and placed it on the bench before continuing to put his shoes on.

“So basically, I was in class today and this guy came in.”

“Wait you’re on speaker.”

“Who’s there?”

“Uh Nico, Kevin, Dougie, Daws, Jesper.”

“Oh okay! Ask them if they want to hear the drama!”

Jack eyes his teammates who all shrugged and took a seat near his phone, “Talk away little Hughes.”

She grinned, “This guy came into class today and he had a homecoming poster.”

“Did someone ask you to homecoming?” “What’s homecoming?” “What’d the sign say?”

“Okay okay, hold. Jack; no one asked me to homecoming, Nico; homecoming is a week where kids who graduate can come home, there’s a game on Friday and then on Saturday we have a dance, and Daws; the sign said ‘Would you be my chick at Hoco’ with the Chick-Fil-A logo and food from there.”

They all nodded their heads, her answers fulfilling their questions, “Okay proceed.”

“So Dylan, that’s the guy's name, asked Elizabeth to homecoming but here’s the catch he was still quote-unquote dating Layla.”

“What an ass!” “Sleazy.”

“I know right, but that’s not all.”

The 6 exchange looks at each other, all slowly growing more intrigued by the second, “Go on.”

“Dylan’s about to get sleazier. So Elizabeth was the girl his best friend had a crush on, his best friend was Brandon, and Brandon was going to ask her out to homecoming with the same poster on the same day just later.

”It doesn’t end there. I heard from Shannon, you know who she is Jack, she’s my best friend. Anyway, I heard from Shannon who heard from Brenda who heard from her brother Liam, who heard from his girlfriend Chloe, who heard from Addison that Layla was going to break up with Dylan to ask Brandon to hoco. So I guess Layla wasn’t hurt by it but still, that’s fucking shitty.”

The boys all nodded wordlessly, trying to keep up with all the information that was being thrown at them. Kevin finally spoke, “Aren’t you just a sophomore?”

“That is totally besides the point, Kevin. But these are seniors fyi.”

“And how do you have all the senior drama?”

“One they’re popular, Two I have connections.”

“Connections huh?” Nico’s voice filled her room.

“Yes connections, Nico. I am a very popular girl contrary to people’s belief.”

“Aww, little shy y/n all popular with a bunch of friends.” Jack teases.

“Okay this is not why I called, I’m hanging up now! Bye, boys.”

“Wait wait wait!” 

“Yes, Douglas?”

“Next time shit happens I want to know, I’ll have Jack send you my number.”

“Aye aye, captain.”

“Uh excuse me, I’m captain.”

“Mhm, I’m aware. You’re all Jack talks about, it’s always Nico this and Nico That.” Y/n mocks.

“Goodbye Y/n!”

“Bye Jacky!”

ﾟ +*:୨୧:*﹤

⟹ caught up in it (and so are the umich guys?) ; luke - 19, reader - 16 ; september of 2022

Luke was lounging on the couch surrounded by most of his team members when he got her call. At first, he was hesitant to answer it because he didn’t have the energy to do much but the voice in the back of his mind told him to answer anyway. 

“What’s up, y/n/n?”

“Luke! Okay so, big news. Like massive.”

She could hear his groan on the other side, “Don’t give me that. You’re going to want to hear this. Put me on FaceTime!”

He rolled his eyes but did as instructed. He propped his phone against his water bottle, “Say hi to everyone.”

Everyone’s head popped into the frame and she waved excitedly, “Hi! Oh! You guys are going to want to hear this too.”

Her words caused all of them to scoot closer to Luke to see her better, watching as she talked animatedly, “So apparently wait do you remember Clara and Ruby?”

Luke nodded his head while the others shrugged cluelessly, Luke clueing them in on who people were “Right, so Clara and Ruby have been beefing since like freshman year for no fucking reason.”

“Language.”

“Would you stop with that, I’m eighteen, Lukas.”

“Almost eighteen, y/n. Now continue before I hang up.

She whined, making the others laugh but continued, “We were at practice before the game and suddenly Ruby knocks on my card window with tears streaming down her face.”

Y/n took a sip of her water before going on, “And what happened was that Clara was talking shit about me and Ruby was not having it so-”

“Wait what’d she say about you?” Rutger chimed in from behind Luke.

The girl only shrugged, “No clue, still trying to find that part out. All I’ve heard is that it was pathetic and douchey, so probably not something vary good.”

This caused all the boys’ eyes to narrow at her, “Are you lying?”

“What no? That’s preposterous.”

Luke rolled his eyes, “Tell us.”

“She called me a slut.”

This only made Luke bark out a laugh, “That’s impossible. You haven’t even had your first kiss yet.”

Y/n blushed a bright shade of red, murkiness, “That’s besides the point, Luke. And why do you always have to embarrass me in front of your friends.”

She buried her head into her hands, not daring to look at them. The boys chuckled before Adam spoke, “Don’t worry, we still find you adorable.”

She only blushed harder at his words, Luke hitting him in the arm, “Dude that’s my sister.”

After a few minutes of awkward silence, y/n finally remembered why she called them in the first place, “Right anyway, back to the entire reason we’re talking in the first place.

“Ruby yelled at Clara, like badly but then she talked to Caldwell, one of our coaches, and she’s not in trouble so that’s good. But jeez, I swear yesterday couldn’t have been more chaotic.”

“Well thanks for the update?”

Even though she knew his voice was sarcastic, she still smiled, “Anytime. Now I have to go tell Jack because I know he’s getting out of practice and the last time I told him something Nico and Dougie were there and they wanted to know everything.”

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[ma-lark-ey]

“She felt like she’d done so much work to appear as evcentric as possible, and still, when it came down to it, she was sensible.” *sighs heavily and sets Blue on the brain shelf alongside Simon Snow (iykyk)*

Ronan is so fucking hilarious to me because that mf really did see a fallen baby bird and went ‘well FUCK im a FATHER NOW i fucking GUESS.’ Putting him & Aaron Minyard together on the shelf of characters are like two milimeters too annoying/emotionally illiterate to be a blorbo but are ALMOST there.

oh also if it’s not obvious each reblog is a different time i’ve sat down to read. btw. idk if i ever said that. whoops

every time i slandsr ronan he goes and acts all endearing with a baby bird. like bro pick a struggle.

NOAH WAS THE ONE WHO DIED ON THE LEYLINE WHEN HE SHOULDNT HAVE SO GANSEY COULD LIVE WHEN HE SHOULDNT HAVE!?!? IM GONNA LOSE IT STIEFVATER.

DID WHELK KILL HIM AND HSI DAD TAKE THE FALLL?!?!?!?!?

oh my god. im unwell. what the fuck.

im going insane. im clawing at the walls. im eating the drywall.

Can I say Adam & Gansey is like. Reckless Driver - Lizzy McAlpine coded. Adam is Lizzy, obviously.

gansey & the bad bitch he pulled by being autistic (the raven boys)

“breathe out a swear word, the bery worst he knew.” is the swear word fuck, gansey? gansey we can just say fuck. have we not said fuck in this book. i swear ronan said fuck.

BARINGTON WHAT. YOU CANT JUST ROB A CHILD. well i mean you can, you *are* i just. have better expectations of you

wait no i said whelk killed him as a joke. no it was a joke guys say sike. chat we’re cooked.

WE ARE NOT KILLING GANSEY RIGHT NOW STIEFVATER SAY SIKE.

DECK HIS ASS GANSEY.

okay so he didnt die. yet.

i need to be less attached to this white bot we KNOW hes dying.

wait how do the other three know its whelk. where in the hell.. what. yk what lets roll with it.

oh blue dead lore real??? pog???

no fucking way his name is puppy they’re fucking with blue

you’re right persephone they are HER boys. she’s got all of them at her beck and call fr.

why would you go to Blue and not the HOSPITAL gansey

oh wait. Noah.

nevermind king continue to be down bad ig

OH. NEEVE. i saw that coming. blue and calla are a little bit dumb. its okay though

oh he did go to the hospital. good for you gansey

so barington whelk is just awful all around. hm.

never before before seen footage: book characters involve law enforcement when murder happens. neil josten would have a conniption.

okay. okay. okay. okay.

1.) we know gansey was supposed to die & noah was supposed to live, which MEANS that the corpse road claimed the older life (? cant exactly parse out WHY this happened but it did)

- this also implies that human sacrifice in not, in fact, the proper way to wake the leyline even though it will accept it. the corpse road seems to be against unnatural deaths, which is why they did an equivalent exchange when noah was beyond saving? maybe?

- so now, we have to figure out what rhe actual sacrifice method is? yes?

okay so gansey blue power couple. slay.

i’m going to eat & probably watch game changer & then finish this book fs. i have 70 pages left.

a lot is happening. im. scared.

CURRENTLY:

gansey & noah tied as being my blorbos. i dont know how basic that sentence is.

blue next. adore blue

adam. obsessed with him

ronan. slowly gaining favor.

persephone <<3

orla, neeve, maura, and calla are all kind of equal ngl

barington 👎👎👎👎

Lark Liveblogs Literature: The Raven Boys

okay so originally i was tweeting about my escapades but then i remembered i straight up have a tumblr post series of just. doing this. so hi!

first impressions; crazy that i didn’t know there was a woman in this series considering she’s the main character. I cant decide of that’s the fandoms fault or if I built this feed brick by brick. Probably a mix of both.

also. keep misreading gansey as gamsey. thanks, andrew hussie (with contempt)

i’ll be reblogging with more thoughts as i have them for more fun.

[i-am-binket]

I started watching the sandman here are my notes

Sandman watch notes

Ep 1 sleep of the just

I'm sorry Neil gaiman but what the fuck. x5

Omfg when will people learn not to revive the fucking dead DDDDD

I want to see this man's face when he realizes death is a black woman

BRO THIS MANS VOICE-

Eyo this dude's cloak- DON'T TOUCH HIS SHIT

Is this man naked? Yes. He is.

Bro this dude IS A FUCKING SKELETON

what is this man's accent?

At least give this man some clothes, jesus

The look on this man's face- no. Alex, he is not alright in there.

Stan Jessamy

I WAS JUST ABOUT TO TYPE IF "THIS BIRD DIES I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD" AND THEN SHE WAS LITERALLY SHOT WHAT THE FUCKKKK JESSAMYYYYYYYYYYY 

Kill his ass kill his ass kill his ass-

Kill his ass kill his ass kill his ass-

RUN BITCH RUN

Gayy?? Gayyy!!

Of course she named her child Johnny

DON'T SHOW YOUR BOYFRIEND THE MAN YOU HAVE TRAPPED IN YOUR BASEMENT

Well, you know, at least we have gays in the 1920s 

This man is a fucking cryptid

*GASP* THERES A CAT

I wonder if his lips just look like that, or if he makes them look like that

I also wonder if that's his natural voice 

Stan lucienne 

There's a character called Matthew the raven and I am excited

Ep 2 

Oof

Corinthias kinda a vibe tho- I mean, he kills people, but he's kind of a vibe

OH MY GOD PATTON OSWALT IS THE RAVEN 

This man is a wet rag

They be Killin a Lotta animals on this show

Stan lucienne

Fuck you, I'm crying- GREGORYYYYYYY

bro, I'm so confused, what is canon in this universe? Jesus? Greek mythology? ???

Even the edge lord is unsettled by the woman deep throating a snake

CLARAAAAA

Girl boss Ethel 

OH, EW THERE ARE TEETH IN HIS EYES WHAT THE FUCK

CORINTHIAS IS NO LONGER A VIBE FUCK CORINTHIAS

oh shit girl boss Ethel

GIRVINGGGGG

I think you're projecting a bit. Able

Ep 3

CLARAAAAAAAA

"Can't keep God waiting I love this woman 

Oooohh this show likes its body horror

Girl boss girl boss girl boss

He's honest

MATTHEWWWWW

SHES GAYYYYYYYY

Bro this show is not afraid of body horror, they go all out

Matthew my beloved

Man's really just trauma dumping out here

Ep 4

Bro what the fuck is happening, this is like an ad-libbing dick measuring contest

Bro you can't die its episode 4

This is a Matthew Stan account

Bro why you hate him so much he's just a dude

"I've met satan. She's a woman."

Ep 5

"I'm mark." "And I'm gay, so."

Bro this guy is sus as fuck 

Ooh he startin shit

You're gonna cheat on your partner while he's in the house?

Man's is just eating a tub of ice cream while 3 different pairs of people are fucking in the background

Ep 6 

There is not a briancell between these two

Cant imagine death being a people person

I'm 20 minutes in and I feel like I've been here for over an hour

Dream bein a Lil sus

CLARAAAAAA

Ep 7

"She is a woman" ah, yes, now you can seduce him

Why do people have sex in other people's beds?

Matthew my beloved

[sapphicnoel]

just had a thought. so i read a destiel fic where they slept together (literally not sexually lmao) bc they just grew accustomed to it after living together i think?? and i just randomly remembered this fic so of course my brain was like oh my god what if it was anderperry. so i present to u the anderperry bffs/college roomies to lovers over the course of a two week winter break ski trip au <3

ok obviously neil and todd go on this trip with the rest of the poets and maybe a few OCs thrown in for funsies and the group decides to rent a cabin near like a tourist town and resort bc it’s my au and i say so. neil and todd share a room bc of their sleeping arrangement and no definitely not bc they’ve got a huge crush on the other but they’re too nervous to say anything haha why would u think that?? (charlie already thinks they’re dating and u Cannot change his mind) while the other 5 figure their shit out for the cabin’s other few rooms but neil and todd are like “yall have fun” lmao. so over the next week they sleep in the same bed and eat breakfast together and do shit together until one night about a week into the trip todd (or neil idc) is like oh,, my god i love him don’t i and proceeds to have a mental breakdown at 2am that culminates in him going to sleep on the couch. this plan fails horribly bc oops he can’t sleep without someone next to him and neither can neil so after some pestering he ‘comes back to bed’ (!!!! neil’s words, todd goes a little crazy hearing them) and tries not to lose his shit. and in the morning todd hunts down charlie or meeks maybe and is like. bro i need to talk to you and he just. talks for like fifteen minutes abt how he loves neil but he’s scared to tell him bc what if it ruins our friendship and oh my god no that would suck bc i literally can’t sleep without him :(( and the other guy is like todd dude just tell him and todd just frowns and grumbles about him being absolutely no help at all this is what i get for asking other gay people about relationships. and then neil comes back from whatever weird activity he did that day and he’s like i missed you today todd :( and todd just loses it he’s like neil im sorry but i need you to know that i love you and it’s okay if you don’t feel the same, we can stop sleeping together and i’ll leave you alone i swear :( and neil. well. neil just kisses him and whispers that he loves him too. the next day the rest of the house wakes up to them making breakfast and maybe making out a little and charlie may or may not jokingly gag and make weird faces at them bc get a room you two oh my god and knox just rolls his eyes and says something like we did the same shit charlie, let them be cute 🥺🥺. and then when the trip is over a few days later and they make the drive or get on a plane to go back home todd holds neil’s hand the whole or most of the way back bc he just can’t believe he finally has the man of his dreams who loves him so fucking much :((

[duxpuella]

Hi me again!😂 Can you maybe make a head canon of where the reader is Charlie’s sibling and Todd tells him that he likes them and Charlie gives Todd the ‘big brother talk’ and gives Todd his blessing to go out with the reader (his sibling)

Headcanon for (gn!) reader being Charlie D.'s sibling and Todd A.'s crush

<Attention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.

Warnings: Fluff; >

Note: Y/n - your name/ Y/Ln - your last name/ Y/fn - your friend’s; Any thoughts on my writing are always welcome! If you feel like anything is out of character, don't hesitate to tell me. I got carried away so is hella long.

Also, here’s my Todd playlist, hope you enjoy it!

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You were Charlie's younger sibling;

A year younger actually, he was your best friend in the world and also very protective;

So, until you were 16, you used to see him only when he was back at home;

But then, since you've got older and studied not very far from him, you decided to sneak out and visit him during a weekend;

The fact that he was your big brother implied that you knew how to sneak out and talk your way out very well, perhaps even better than him, he would say;

On a Friday night, Charlie gets a call from Welton's phone... "I'll be near the dorms in 20 minutes... come pick me up." "wHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEAR THE DORMS?" "Just come here, okay? Mom and dad don't know.... bye!";

"This kid is gonna be the death of me, I swear to GOD.";

And Neil was the only one who understood since he was the only one who knew about your existence;

He follows Charlie to your location, along with all of the poets who have no clue on what's going on but, oh well, they're curious;

When they all get there, you haven't arrived yet, Charlie's pacing anxiously along the sidewalk and everyone's wondering wtf is up with him;

"What exactly we're do-" "sHUSH CAMERON";

No one has ever seen Charlie so nervous;

Then, out of nowhere comes someone, slightly shorter than him;

They run to Charlie's arms and he falls on his butt with the impact;

"Are you insane?!?! If the thought of you sneaking out EVER crosses our parent's minds, I'm never seeing you again." "I miss you too much, it's not fair!" You say in a similar tone to Charlie's when he's upset about something;

Then the realization hits everyone: You're his sibling;

You'd stay for the weekend and go back to your school by Saturday's dawn;

All of the poets liked you, but one, in particular, caught your attention: a very shy boy, who didn't dare to even glance at you;

He just seemed so sweet and adorable, you wanted to find out more about him;

With that in mind, you went there the next Friday, and the next one, and the next one.....

You were as outgoing and bold as Charlie, perhaps a bit more observant than him, but yet very social;

You got the dynamic pretty quick and they "adopted" you as the group's protegeé;

You saw Todd becoming more comfortable with you, and even being slightly playful;

Charlie knew you, didn't take long for him to realize you liked Todd;

So, as The Big Bro, he decided to investigate and see if Todd liked you too;

Since none of you took the attitude, he asked for Todd to escort you back to your school that week;

"Todd, I'm sort of tired today... could you please escort (Y/n) back? Please, make sure they get there safely.";

So he did, the walk was pleasing, you both had a lot in common and you heard him talk about Mr.Keating's class;

He was just... So passionate and adorable at the same time;

When both of you got on your school's entrance, you pecked him in the cheek and thanked him for the company;

the boy wen RED, LITERALLY;

"It's my pleasure." You almost didn't hear the answer;

When he got back at Welton's dorm, he sort of vented with Neil;

"aND THE'RE SO SMART I- why you're smiling like that?" "You fancy them, don't you?" "No, no I don't! I just admire them, I wasn't that clever and interesting at this age, I barely am now!" "Suuure, just admiration, noted.";

People talk, and Charlie had his confirmation by morning;

"Todd, can I talk to you after lunch? My dorm, is important.";

No need to say that Todd basically froze, eyes widen and palms sweating "A-an... S-sure.";

After lunch they went to Charlie's dorm room, Todd sat at Cameron's bed very nervous while Charlie had that smirk on his face;

"I'm gonna be quick, the thing is... you fancy (Y/n) and I know they fancy you too." "I d-" "sHUSH, don't lie to me loverboy." "Okay, I do fancy them... but why did y-" "I'm not done yet. You see, they're my younger sibling and my favorite person on the damn planet. You hurt their feelings, and I WILL COME AFTER YOU, okay?";

"y-Yes Sir." "Good, that clear, just know that you guys make a cute couple, you should ask them out." Said Charlie, winking at him and tapping Todd's shoulder on his way out of the room;

Next weekend, Todd took you out to a coffee shop nearby;

Was a lovely date, you guys talked a LOT;

A few weeks after, you were dating;

Your first kiss was at a 'goodbye' in your school's entrance;

Both of you went to sleep with a stomach full of butterflies;

Charlie always helps both of you getting time alone and buying gifts for each other;

He was the one who first invited Todd to a dinner at his place so he could "met you";

Your parents never found out about your sneak outs, and soon enough you and Todd "start dating";

With all of that, Neil and Charlie ended up with the "matchmaking" fame, and all of the other poets went to them for advice;

Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);

Also, you'll find more of my writing here.

[girloikawa]

what are the foxes’ sleeping habits?? (bc its 3am and i need to wake up at 6:45am so i’m basically fucking myself over tenfold rn)

neil cannot sleep. he was on the run for how many years???? you expect him to just. 🛏👀🛌 no. he tosses and turns because his neck never feels right and he, surprisingly, doesn’t think about bad things when he sleeps. most people think like “oh my life is sad” or whatever and neil’s just like “yeah i could’ve not done that exy position or why did that french girl look at me god i wish i could fucking sleep.” oh and he sleeps in a fetal position and his neck always has to be facing the left side (lets be honest here i gave neil all my sleeping habits)

kevin just hits the sack of hay hard and sleeps. he doesn’t dream much and he thinks it’s really weird?? every other day, nicky will be like, i had this dream, i had that dream, and kevin will be thinking “the only dreams i have are of being loved and able to express my trauma✨✨ also KNOWING I HAVE TRAUMA🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️” and he drools :):) and he sleeps with a nightlight :):)

renee sleeps with a mint under her pillow and it’s so goddamn cute. it’s a habit. she puts one under there every night so when she wakes up she has a mint to eat. and they’re not the trash mints, the burning mints. they’re the ones that just melt in your mouth and are cylinder shaped with the red & white stripes. so good, so flavorful. she sleeps on her back most of the time, and her favorite pjs are ones with salmons on them

aaron probably contacts the devil or smth in his sleep. mans talking to a higher power, i promise. the devil just replies with: “chill bro calm your tits.” u know. no, i’m kidding, he’s probably just very vanilla and has lots of nightmares of andrew being super tall and him super short. oh god now i’m gonna have nightmares about that. why did i manifest it-

allison has milk before bed (after the toothpaste taste dies down) because she used to do that when she was growing up. she kicks in her sleep and if anyone ever shares a bed with her, they always bring it up. she hates it. also, totally does a complete skincare routine before bed because SELF CARE BABY. no bra too, no bra i swear to god no bra

andrew only dreams if he sleeps a long time. they’re usually either really unpleasant nightmares or just super weird dreams. either something traumatic or neil playing golf with no pants on. no middle ground. because he knows that, he makes sure to go to bed super late all the time. neil balances it out a bit (but only a bit). he sleeps with pajama pants and a long sleeve shirt because, well, scars. with neil, and this is only later, he does it some nights, others shirtless, it really depends on how he feels. most of the time, when he sleeps, it feels like 2 seconds have gone by and he’s real irritated by it

matt falls alseep way quicker if he’s listening to music or a podcast. something positive because he thinks that if he hears happy things, he’ll think happy things. dan teases him for it, so does neil. he sleeps shirtless most nights, but if he doesn’t, he wears a tshirt that’s a very obnoxious yellow that just has a giant ruber ducky on it. matt, looking in the mirror one morning: “i wish i were you, jerold. i wish i were you.” this has nothing to do with sleeping, but matt genuinely thinks cereal is the best way to start the day

dan is a!! heavy!! sleeper!! big!! snorer!! matt loves her snores so much, and i would too. she’s really grabby in her sleep, too. in the mornings, it takes her awhile to wake up. she’ll just lay in bed for 10 minutes trying to get up. it’s like her charging port, she needs to restore her energy for the day

nicky mumbles in his sleep. “i want pb&j,” he said once. (he says that bc i said that once 😔.) he usually thinks about eric and fantasizes about their future as he falls asleep, and he wakes up face down most nights. and sometimes he’ll just switch up sides casually. one day he’ll sleep with his head closer to the door, some days it far away from the door

whew u can tell this was written at 3am

[candeg]

Friendship between Allison and Andrew.

Allison is friends with Neil, but she never spoke to Andrew after he attacked her for hitting Aaron. Although she understood why he did that and Katelyn told her about the treatment the brothers had.

But like anyone else, she prefers not to talk to him.

Neil's birthday is coming up. The foxes are preparing a surprise for you, something simple, pizza and alcohol.

It's the morning before his birthday, so Nicky asks Neil to go with him to buy new clothes (he doesn't want to, but Nicky insists too much), so that the rest of the foxes can prepare everything. They take Andrew's car.

Andrew ordered the cake. A message came from the bakery, your order was ready. He needed his car, but Neil had him.

Matt had gone to buy drinks, the only person with a car was Allison.

He explained that he needed the car, but she refused to loan him it. Allison offered to drive him, Andrew hesitated for a few seconds, but it is for Neil and he wasn't going to walk downtown, so he agreed.

The journey was silent. Allison put on the radio so that the moment is not so awkward. From the radio came a female voice talking about the life of a famous person and criticizing a lot. Allison went to turn off the radio. "I hate these shows where they just talk about other people's lives. As if they know them." She sounded angry, as if she had ever experienced something similar. "They talked about Kevin last week, can you believe it? Some idiot said he betrayed the raven." Andrew didn't expect that reaction from Allison, he didn't expect her to get mad because someone was badmouthing Kevin. Neil had told him that she would always side with the foxes, without exception, but Andrew didn't have much faith in that.

Maybe Alison hadn't had such a perfect life.

She parked a block from the bakery. They walked in silence. Someone yelled at Allison "nice ass!" and worse things. They were a bunch of drunk guys on the next block. She endured the first few words, but the next were too much. He went to the group of boys and hit the boy. The rest started laughing "bro, you got hit by a girl", that made Allison more furious. She try to control herself, is very strong, but they were many. But one hit her on the butt.

Andrew didn't want to interfere. He knows how strong Allison is. But seeing the scene, he couldn't stop thinking of himself saying "please stop." He ran out and pulled out a knife. "I'm sorry brother, we didn't know it was your girlfriend" and they ran away. "If you ever lay a hand on me again, I swear I'll cut off each and every one of you jugular!".

"I can't believe it, they only left because they thought you were my boyfriend!" She has a lot of helplessness and a little fear, street harassment is something that always terrified her. "And because I have a knife" said Andrew. "Thanks. I don't know what would have happened if you weren't here." Suddenly, that thought terrified her "oh my god, Andrew, what if they did something else? What if I never came home?" she sat on the sidewalk and started crying "seriously, thanks Andrew." They were silent for a few minutes while Allison recovered.

The next day, Andrew and Neil talked about Allison and what happened yesterday. Andrew's muscles were tense, that situation brought back many memories. Neil calmed him down.

From there, he began to get closer to Allison. He wanted to accompany her everywhere, he was afraid something would happen to her.

He realized that they have things in common. Allison knew a lot about cars and praised Andrew's clothes.

Allison painted his nails black. And Andrew loved Kevin's disapproving face (he was envious, if he did that, the press would criticize him) and he also loved that Neil couldn't stop looking at him.

Everyone was amazed at their friendship. Except for Renee, she knows them very well.

I hope you liked it 💛. And please, if you are one of those who says "compliments" to women as they walk down the street, let me tell you that you are the problem.

[smokeybrandreviews]

Smokey brand Movie Reviews: Run it Back

I’ve been trying to watch Tenet for months. 2020 has f*cked up me entire movie viewing experience, even though it never had to get this bad. I live in the US and my government is sh*t so we’ve had to deal with this bullsh*t for a full year. I’ve sat back and watched whole ass countries reopen while we are going into another nation wide lock down because idiots refuse to sacrifice even a little bit for us to get out of this goddamn hole but, i digress. This isn’t a rant about the political situation in my sh*thole country, it’s a review of Tenet. Long story short, i finally have an opportunity to check this thing out. I was looking mad forward to the theater experience with this one because Nolan is a master at that but, instead, I'll have to settle for m home theater experience.

The Good

Christopher Nolan is back at it again, giving us spectacle and substance at the same damn time. I love this dude’s work. It’s always gorgeous and cerebral and engaging. I mean, he elevated Batman to high art, are you kidding me? Tenet is no different. This film is one of his best. He takes another high concept, grounds it for laymen, and does spectacular sh*t with it. Bro, give this man a Bond film already because that’s what this is, only laced with tat same energy he instilled within Inception and The Prestige.

The editing in this movie must have been a herculean task to accomplish but accomplish it they did. It’s devastatingly phenomenal with all of the reversed shots and slighted perspectives you see on screen. I am in awe of the precision it took to make this movie happen. Obviously, it is a real visual feast but the machinations behind the scenes to make everything so goddamn seamless are disgustingly, unabashedly, brilliant. If Nolan doesn’t get an Oscar nod for this sh*t, there’s no justice in the world. It really is a technical marvel.

I touched on this a little before but this movie is f*cking gorgeous. The set pieces are breathtaking, the aesthetic is lovely, and the shot composition is pristine. Some of this cinematographer can legit be framed and hung in a museum of fine art.

And to keep the gushing going, this sound design is f*cking chef kiss level. I said Nolan is a master at his craft and that come through, one hundred percent, with the mixing in this movie. It’s more than just the soundtrack or score, but literally everything. In order for this film to work, he had to meticulously go through and navigate every noise in this film. I don’t understand how Nolan can be so precise with his vision but i am SO glad that he is.

This is the most action i have ever seen in a Nolan film and it’s legitimately some of the best. Sh*t is profound, visceral, and brutal. It borders on Daniel Craig James Bond barbarous and i loved it all. It’s such a juxtaposition from the suave, smooth, aesthetic of the film. I mean, Protagonist literally cheese grates the side of a dude’s face and walks away like it’s nothing I’ve never seen sh*t so goddamn vicious.

I just really needed to circle back around to this but these set pieces are f*cking extravagant as a motherf*cker. There is one in this flick that tops the plane heist in The Dark Knight Returns. It’s whole ass miraculous to see and i lament i couldn’t see it how it was designed to be properly seen. Nolan’s demand for practical effects always delivers brilliant spectacle.

I love this plot. I love the mechanics and the theories at play here. I’m a theoretical physics geek so i live for these existential shenanigans. It’s one of the reasons Inception is one of my favorite films and it’s definitely the reason this one is climbing that list as i watch it in real time. The plot, itself, is textbook spy heist stuff; Fate of the world, mad scientist villainy, ticking clock, mcguffin, etc. However, the theories therein uplift the material and make that mundane plot, so much more.

Okay. So, with the praise of the technical brilliance of this film out of the way, i can finally get into the performances and the cast. Of course Nolan mainstay, Sir Michael Caine, makes another memorable cameo as Sir Michael Crosby. Another interesting addition was Himesh Patel of Eastenders fame. He plays Mahir, a fixer; Another staple of these types of Nolan films. Other notable cast members include Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Clemence Posey, Dimple Kapadia, and Yuri Kolokolnikov. Even Fiona Dourif has a role to play in this flick. Chucky’s daughter is in a Nolan film and i am absolutely shook about it! Everyone delivers their performances with gusto, even when there isn’t much of a character on the page to realize. Now to get into the standouts, for better or worse.

John David Washington is f*cking exceptional in this flick, man. It’s a little jarring hearing him speak sometimes, i keep hearing his pops, but dude delivers like his dad onscreen, too. This is a star-turning vehicle for Washington and he deserves all of the shine. his Protagonist is amazing to see onscreen and can give ever cinematic spy, from Bourne to Bond, a proper run for their money. Washington’s swagger and poise make this character one of the best in Nolan’s filmography. JDW is fast building one helluva body of work. Monsters and Men, Ballers, and BlacKkKlansman, and now this? It’s only a matter of time before JDW is the acronym on top of all the best scripts, all the awards. Dude is primed to blow the f*ck up and Tenet is a massive opening salvo of a career, i suspect, which will be as grand as his father’s body of work.

Robert Pattinson continues to prove he is one of the best of his generation, however ridiculous it is to actually work with him. his Handler character, Neil, kind of steals all of the scenes. Dude is witty, calculating, and mad aloof but never a bore. Pattinson delivers this performance with a smarm that feels slathered on in heaps but is just too decadent to ignore. He reminds me a lot of Hardy’s Eames from Inception and that’s high praise. Eames was my favorite character in that flick. It’s been a banner year for old Patts. The Batman his limping along, Tenet is a masterpiece, The Lighthouse was inspired, and he was disgustingly horrid in The Devil All the Time. Dare i say, ol’ BatPats becoming one of my favorites working today.

God, Elizabeth Debicki is great in this role but there simple isn’t enough to properly sustain her talents. Her Kat Barton is so goddamn thin, it’s painful because i know Debicki is great at her job. She’s shown her brilliance countless times, almost always uplifting her roles, even if the content is abject sh*t. The Cloverfield Paradox is a great example of that. This isn’t her fault. Nolan is terrible at writing women but, just once, if he could actually create a female lead with a bit off agency, i wished it would have been for this film. Debicki deserves so much better but, even with this paper thin caricature she’s been giving, she uplifts the material and works magic with the scraps.

The Bad

Kenneth Branagh as the antagonist, Andrei Sator, is a little cartoonish for the tone of this film. Branagh always kind of overacts like this in most of his appearances so you have to take it with a grain of salt but, in order to really come across as sinister like they want you to believe this dude is, someone else should have played this role. He does an admirable job but the character was just realize pitch. I can see Javier Bardem or Mads Mikkelsen killing totally this sh*t

Nolan continues to shortchange his female characters. He is the worst at writing chicks, man, i swear. It’s a shame, really, because everything else around them is always so interesting. It’s one of dude’s few flaws as a storyteller and it’s my biggest gripe with his craft. The machinations of Tenet are so intriguing but poor Elizabeth Debicki doesn’t even get to really play in that world. She definitely works with what she has but, ultimately, her character is mad flaccid and it’s a crying shame.

This isn’t a knock on the film at all but the fact i had to watch it on a regular ass television, however large and 4K that is, just ain’t the same. Nolan films are meant to be seen on the biggest screen possible, at least at first. I hope to god this thing gets a re-release when this COVID sh*t blows over.

The Verdict

I loved Tenet. Loved it. I loved the concept going in but actually seeing it, finally experiencing it, and i am hooked. It’s a stunning f*cking film and Nolan pulled out all of the stops. His writing, direction, and overall vision to put this jigsaw of  movie together is absolutely profound. Even with all of this on his plate, he Nolan was able to articulate this to one of his best casts and two of his strongest leads. John David Washington and Robert Pattinson come through and kill this sh*t. This movie would not work without these two cats. Seriously, JDW was to be a star after this, and he still might be, even if this thing didn’t get the theatrical release it absolutely needs and deserves. BatPats did his thing and killed another performance, further proving he’s a real actor and not some flash-in-the-pan, sparkling, vampire. Even the supporting cast comes through and delivers outstanding performances. Nolan uses every bit of this two and a half hour run time to deliver a heart-pounding spectacle of espionage and intrigue, rivaling the very best modern Bond films. The only issue i have with this thing is the usual Nolan issue; Bad female characters. Dude can’t write a woman to save his goddamn life. Also, the main antagonist is a bit weak. He's a little too Goldmember when he probably should have been more Goldfinger. Tenet is the best goddamn film I've seen all year and i wish, more than anything, i could have seen this thing in a proper theater It would have been quite the experience.

[madamsixx]

Beyond The Leather Chapter 6: Trouble After Paradise

Warnings: Drug use                       I was scared in fact I was terrified. She was pacing the room using all kinds of profanity that I have never heard before. I didn't even swear so it was shocking hearing her swear. Theresa was in the room sleeping she was out of it.

"This is unacceptable I cant.... I can't believe you Iman." She stared at me. "Your just beginning your career, and your going to let some crush with a junkie ruin it all for you!" She yelled waving her hands in the air.

"Tamara I'm-"

"Do not interrupt me when I am talking. Your mom trusted me to take care of you and I am trying my best. What on Gods earth made you go out. Especially with Nikki fucking Sixx! What do you think your doing by going to the Rainbow! Do you know what that place really is?"

I shook my head no. By this point I knew I messed up.

"That boy dosen't give two shits about you, your a game to him. That boy only cares about himself and drugs ok drugs nothing else. He can never love you or any one else."

Tears started coming down my cheeks and I started to cry because I knew she was right.

"Iman listen." Tamara sighed and walked towards me. She sat down on the couch." He can never love you ok. He's a junkie just like all the other guys he parties with. He will ruin you. None of those guys are worth your career." She whispered.

"I'm sorry." I hugged her and cried even more.

She rubbed my back and kissed my head. "Your better than he is. You need a decent guy a respectable guy. Not Nikki Sixx. But all that will come to you when your older. Right now you need to focus on you and your career. And also your schooling, cause your mom will kill me if you dont." She chuckled

"My mom must be really angry." I sniffed

"I didn't tell her, but you are going home for the rest of this month." She said with a stern voice.

"Ok." I wiped my tears.

"I'll deal with Theresa tomorrow, you go get some sleep. Your leaving tomorrow." She got and walked towards Theresa's bedroom.

I sat there staring at the walls. Tamara was right. I heard the way they talked about woman and saw the amount of alcohol they drank. But she was wrong about something.... the drugs. I haven't seen Nikki or any of his band members actually doing it. But who knows, people do things behind closed doors so that know one can see them for what they really are.

Next Morning

"I'm heading over to management I think I can get you into a big magazine shoot. And I got an audition for you for an up coming movie next year December."

"Ok" I sighed

Tamara walked out of my room and headed towards the door. But stopped and turned to Theresa who was nursing her hang over.

"I hope you learned your lesson." She spoke sternly.

"Uhhhh my head hurts and yes I did."

"If you want to go out get drunk and do drugs do it by yourself. Do not take my creation with you. I've worked to hard on her." She whispered down to Theresa.

"Shes a human being Tamara, also dont forget that shes a teen wanting to have fun. Not everything should be about work." Theresa responded back with an angled voice.

"Like I said I've worked hard on her. Do not fuck this up for me or your ass will be on the street." She snapped.

Tamara walked out the door slamming it shut.

"Hey you ok?" I asked coming out of the room.

"I'm alright hun, I had fun last night." She smiled.

"Oh I know."

I headed back to the room to finish packing.

Ring Ring Ring Ring

"Hey Theresa can you get the phone please!" I called out to her.

I continued packing trying to get all my stuff together. I heard the front door open and close and heard Theresa talking to somone. It sounded like a guys voice.

"Hey princess."

I look up to see Nikki standing by my door way. The nerve of this guy. To come over to my place and call me princess after what he did last night. If I was somone who swore there would be a lot of things I would call him.

"Why are you packing your suit case princess, where you going?" He asked with a confused look.

"I'm going home Nikki, so get out!"

This is where my temper starts to come in.

"Wait why I thought you said you were staying till the end of December?" He asked coming closer and sitting on my bed.

"Well I'm not so get out!" I yelled at him.

"No I'm not leaving till you tell me what's going on!" He shouted back at me.

"Ok what's going on is that I decided out of my better judgement to go out to the Rainbow with an alcoholic junkie." I sneered standing up.

Nikki's eyes went wide. He got up from my bed and walked towards me.

"Dont you ever fucking speak to me like that Iman.!" He pointed and shouted in my face.

"Whatever Nikki!" I pushed him and went down to zip and pick up my suitcase.

"Dont fucking touch me Iman!" Nikki yelled.

"Just get out Nikki what the hell do you want from me!?" I snapped pushing him again.

"I want you to fucking calm down and talk to me like a normal person not a fucking psycho bitch!!" He yelled grabbing on to my hands.

"Look Nikki, Tamara thinks it's best that I don't associate my self with somone like you ok. Our life styles are different. You drink, smoke, and treat woman as if there nothing. And you probably do drugs. I'm better than that, I'm better than you." I say pulling my hands away from him.

"Your better than me." He scoffs pointing at his chest.

"Yes I am." I say crossing my arms over my chest. "I don't want someone like you in my life. My career is taking off and I don't want to be dragged down by your decadent and excessive ways."

Nikki just stared at me putting his one hand on his hip and the other in his hair.

"Look let's just talk ok." He says with a lower voice. "If this is about last night I'm sorry I got fucked up ok. It won't happen again I swear to you." He says walking closer to me.

I felt bad but at the same time Tamara was right he will just ruin me. I'm a respectable good girl who needs to surround my self with people who are just like me. Not Nikki Sixx.

"I'm done talking to you, I said what ever I needed to say. Now get out Nikki. I'm going home."

"Fine run home to your mommy." He scoffs turning to leave.

Oh so he wants to start bringing mommy's and daddys into this argument ok.

"Well at least I have a mom. A mom and family to go home to. What do you have Nikki?" I smirk.

Nikki was seething with anger. He told me these things because he trusted me and I used them against him.

"Fuck you and fuck your family you fucking whore!" He yelled and I punched him in the jaw.

He turned to me in shock. His once calm expression turned into something I can't even describe. Maybe the hulk.

"You cunt!" He yelled shoving me back.

I tripped over my suitcase and fell on the ground. Theresa came running in the room as Nikki towered over me.

"Nikki stop!" She yelled.

Nikki held one hand to his jaw and the other reaching down to take my hand to lift me back.

"Dont touch me." I snapped slapping his hand away. "Just get out Nikki." I said with a shaky voice.

Nikki turned away with a clenched jaw and left my room.

"Nikki I'm very sorry shes just-"

"Listen you, her, and that stuck up bitch Tamara can all go fuck your selves." Nikki turned around and interrupted Theresa.

"Nikki plea-

"I SAID FUCK OOOOFF!" He shouted right in front of Theresa's face. He turned on his heel and walked out the door slamming it hard. Theresa was really scared almost shaking by his outburst.

Theresa came back in the room and sat by me. She placed her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I just wanted to go home at this point. I needed my family and to get away for a bit.

Nikki's POV

"Fuck her, fuck that fucking bitch and her cunt friends." I barged through my apartment door slamming it shut.

"Woah Sixx calm down, what's eating you up?" Robbin looked up from snorting coke.

"Fucking Iman is what's up. I tried fucking talking to her and she went all psycho on me."

"Hmm wow." Robbin responds laying his head back on the couch.

"Dude you save some for me?" I furrowed my brows.

"Yeah, oh by the way Neil called, he asked if you wanted to go on a club Med holiday with him to the french own island of Martinique in the Caribbean."

"Mmmmm yeah sounds good. Its not like I have a house, or friends, or a girlfriend here. You gonna come to?"

"Yeah bro I think I will." Robbin shifted over and made room for me to sit on the couch.

"Great I'll call him back, after I have some blow." I made a line on the table and snorted it up. ____

Saturday, December 1st, 1984

Nikki's POV

I came to the Caribbean Island of Martinique with Robbin Crosby and Neil Zlozower. I couldn't remember how I even got here because I was too drugged out.

"Wow this Island is beautiful. I stated as I was sipping a margarita.

"Shit sure is. So what do you got planned for us Neil?" Robbin asked.

"Well we should go on a hike later on in the day. I hired a tourist to take us around." Neil says while opening up a map. "He's going to take us up on a water hike.

"Why do we need to hike when there are topless woman to look at every where." I lifted my head while bringing down my sunglasses to look at women.

"Cause were on vacation Nik. Site seeing places is better than site seeing woman you dont really want." Neil stated.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I scoffed.

"Iman." Neil raised his eyebows.

I glared at Robbin.

"Look I only told him so that he could plan a good trip for us to take your mind off of her." Robbin waved his hands.

"I dont want to talk about her anymore. Let's just fucking go site seeing."

____

December 9th, 1984, Tornto, Canada

Iman's POV

I had been home for a couple of weeks now and I was very happy. I went shopping with my sisters, went to the movies, went to church, and had a chance to catch up with my school work. Some of my friends even visited me and we went out to eat. The only thing I didn't miss about being home was the winter. LA was hot all year round.

"Wow the tree is looking nice girls, let maya put the star up when you guys are done." My mom stated

"Yayyyyyy!!!" Maya jumped up.

"Bet you miss the LA heat huh." My sister Felicia nudged me.

"Oh man I do, but I rather be here in the cold with you guys than in the heat in LA alone." I smiled.

"So Tamara tells me you have an audition in February for a movie in December next year. That's good." My mom says as she sits down on the couch.

"Yeah I'm excited. I'm also excited too because I have some interview coming up next year. So that will be great."

"As long as you continue with your school work with the home school teacher." My mom says with a stern voice.

"Ughhh mommy whyyyyyy." I whine.

"Iman, you need something to fall back on in case acting doesn't work out. You getting a high school Diploma will benefit you, and also make me happy.

And that's something I always wanted for my mom to be happy.

"Sorry off topic but when's the last time you talked to Ola?" My older sister Selena asks walking into the living room

"Oh it's been a while. I should call her one of-"

I was interrupted as the phone began to ring.

"Hello." My mom answers the phone.

"Oh hi Tamara it's good to hear from you. Hope everything is alright?"

It was Tamara calling. My mom continues talking on the phone with her until she calls me over to talk with her.

"Hey Tammy how are you?"

"Hi honey listen dont freak out or anything, but I need to yell you something important. Vince from Motley Crue was involved in a car crash.

"Oh my God is he alright?"

"He is, but he had a friend in the car with him named Razzle and he didnt make it."

"Oh no."

"Vince and that guy Razzle were driving drunk. They also hurt three other innocent people. You see why I said these guys were bad news and to stay away from them. I hope you understand what im trying to tell you now."

"Yeah I... I do."

"Alright honey well I'll let you go. I'll send Theresa down to get you when it comes closer to your audition day ok."

"Alright thanks Tammy, bye." I walked over and put the phone down.

Wow this was shocking. I couldn't believe Vince would drink and drive. Well actually I feel like I could, words like responsibility and consequences meant nothing to those guys. They didnt care about anyone but themselves. Now three innocent people were hurt, due to two drunk drivers. I will definitely stay far away from them.

[toomany-selfships]

F/O February Day Nine: Platonic F/Os F/O: Most of my Platonic Babies This is a long one folks. It’s kinda an unnecessary info dump but I saw an opportunity and I took it. This is probably the prompt that I’ve been the most excited about. As always I apologize if any of the characters are OOC, I’m just having fun.

Drop Dead Fred:

Jesus I love this man

He makes fun of me constantly though “You’re practically grown up! Why do you need an imaginary friend?”

But he can be really sweet at times 

Calls me Braceface even though I don’t have braces anymore

Hates my real friends because “There can only be one redhead in your life and that kid Freddy is a disgrace to the name Fred.” “...He’s a Freddy though.” “A variation of Fred.”

I will own a pair of bright red boots like his one day (even though my mom has threatened to burn them if I actually do lmao)

My mother regrets ever showing me this movie

Vyvyan Basterd: Involves some indulgent stuff with my Pye baby I’m not sorry.

I actually had a crush on Vyv before I fell for Neil

Vyv and I are both loud and angry individuals so I feel like one minute we’ll agree with one another and the next we’ll be in a shouting match

I steal Vyv’s chain, he steals my necklaces in return

Tries to teach Ophelia swear words, causing Neil much distress.

The first time she swears, Vyvyan is there to witness and he’s absolutely BEAMING

Plays doctor all the damn time and has performed stuffed animal repairs surgeries 

When she gets older he teaches her “self defense” “If you’re going to stab someone it’s always best to twist the knife as you’re pulling it out.”

Rick Pratt:

Technically, if it weren’t for his party Neil and I never would have met but GOD does he get on my nerves at times

Everyone in the house bullies Neil but Rick’s comments bother me the most???

I feel like he’d also make fun of my poetry and/or paintings and I’d chase him around the house as much as Vyvyan does

Rick would try to teach Ophelia words and try SO HARD to not speak with his lisp omg

Also cries when Ophelia learns how to walk

Is the reason why she’s lowkey pro-anarchism “Now Ophelia, remember that the government is full of twats and you should always protest when you can, but you should always respect your parents. Always. Who’s going to be there for you when you overthrow the queen? Your mother, most likely. Can’t really see your father being too keen on that--.”

Eddie Cabot:

He’s the one who got Vic and I together in the first place

Eddie went to college for one (1) semester and that’s how we met

Eddie was flirty at first but calmed down after I explained to him I need to focus on school before worrying about relationships

He likes having me around too much to risk anything else tbh

Doesn’t mean he still won’t spoil the fUCK out of me 

He’s there to help out (financially AND emotionally) while Vic was locked up

Will be the wedding planner and will be the first one to demand Vega babies “I want godchildren, damn it!”

Chop Top Sawyer:

Depending on which Sawyer Brother I’m shipping myself with, we’re either too chaotic together or Chop annoys me to a degree

When I’m with Bubba: Chop, Nubbins, and I are the three chaotic musketeers 

It’s goblincore and vulture culture to the MAX bro

When I’m with Nubbins: It’s fun to have Chop around but sometimes constantly dealing with both of the twins can be a bit much

We still get along great but I’m more of a mother hen towards both of them

Either way, when Chop comes back from ’Nam and our trio becomes a duo?? Pray for Drayton. Please.

Vincent and Lester Sinclair:

I paired them together because I can

Anyways, Vincent would lowkey sculpt whatever weird things I paint and leave the mini creatures around the house for me to find

Sometimes, when it’s real quiet in Ambrose and he has no new projects he needs to work on, Vincent and I just sit at the dinner table and paint/draw for hours

Sometimes it’s just nice to have another quiet person around y’know?

Lester likes to bring home the occasional animal skull for me to fawn over. I have a growing collection and Bo complains about it constantly

Sometimes Lester and I make each other laugh so hard neither of us can breathe and we both S N O R T

If Jonesy howls, it’s not uncommon for Les and I to howl along with her just to piss Bo off

Class of ’76:

I really only know anyone because they know Slater

Normally I’m the odd one out because I don’t like to smoke too often

People tease, Slater says it's how he knows I really love him “She’s not using me for drugs, man.”

I don’t tend to get along with people (intoxicated or sober), so parties tend to be a bit of a challenge. Slater says he doesn’t mind me clinging to him but a bitch has anxiety about it.

(One time I drunkenly threatened to beat the shit out of O’donnell, nobody lets me forget THAT one)

Once it’s just Floyd’s usual group everything mellows out and we all actually have fun together

If it’s just Simone, Shavonne, myself, and whoever Wooderson’s banging at the time, we all just sit and watch our boys be complete dumbasses and make fun of them.

[askthetotallynotcampcamp]

jaspvid for the s o u l

michael: oak aye

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Jasper: *first day working at the camp 😳😳* *vIbES near the entrance lmao*

David: GOOOOOOD MORNING JASPER! READY FOR YOUR FIRST DAY?

Jasper: Totally!! Is the camp still the same as when we were younger?

David: yup! Obviously different kids, they can get crazy so be prepared!

Jasper: Oh jeez, okay.

The b u s: *i am alive*

David: ah! They're here, oh you're gonna love them Jas!

Max: *walks off the bus* who the hell is that?!

Nerris: yeah I've never seen him before! Hello sir I dont know!

David: well kids, this is your new counselor, Jasper!

Jasper: Hi kids-! I hope I can make your summer great!!

Neil: *😒😒*

Harrison: Oh cool! A new person to show my magic to!

Space kid: howdy do Jasper!

Max: okay just another person to make fun of!

-all the kids are in the mess haul now-

David: I told you to be prepared! Dont let max get to you, hes always like that

Jasper: he’s just a little, uh, insulting. kinda rude, I can handle it though! Don’t worry about it

David: alrighty!

-time skip bc I'm lazy-

David: *getting ready for sleep time* do do dooooo

Jasper: ughhh, I do not understand how you deal with those kids all day *😔*

David: I've gotten used to them, maxes words hurt sometimes but I'm fine with it. And you dont have to work here ya know, if it isnt fun for you

Jasper: I wanna work here because I miss being with you all the time, homeslice- I’ll get used to it eventually

David: awe that's sweet, but you can always tell me if you want to leave because this place can stress you out! Now you, should get some sleep mister

Jasper: *😳😳😳* ah yeah, you too homie *bed time bro*

David: goodnighttttt!

Jasper: goodnight-

Time: smellbert day time

The camp: i am going to burn down

David: OH GOSH THE CAMP!

-after they fix the camp bc I'm lazy and tired-

David: *collapses against a tree* now that, that was a workout

Jasper: *collapses nexts to mr tree* is that how it’s like everyday?

Neil: *a p p r o a c h e s*

David: yeah basically *jumps up* hello Neil!

Neil: Hey can I show you something I’ve been working on? *is neil*

David: ah yes of course! *grabs Jaspers hand and walks over*

Jasper: *😳😳😳😳*

Neil: Okay, so, this is my science stuff, and this right here is a calculator

David: very...interesting! Right Jasper!

Jasper: I like the uh, bottles?

Neil: The test tubes?

David: *tries not to laugh*

Jasper: I mean- I guess? I don’t know, I never did science

Neil: Literally everyone knows what a test tube is-!

David: oh come on Neil cut him some slack, hes not all about science

Neil: david, literally everyone knows what a test tube is!

David: well Jasper isnt everyone! Keep up the good work! *walks back to the cabin*

Jasper: *taps david’s shoulder 😗✌️* hey hey hey, quick question

David: hm? *turns around* yeah Jasper?

Jasper: Can I talk to you alone for a hot sec

David: yeah of course! What's up buddy pal

Jasper: uh, so, since I was a kid i thought you were super cool-?

David: wow really?! Youre really.. what's the word you use..radical!

Jasper: Wow thanks! Anyway, I was thinking and like- I like you??

David: well duh, we're best friends!

Jasper: yeah, but, like-like you homie

David: *very red* oh gosh- i- um-

Jasper: *😳😳😳* uh- yeah-

David: a-are you sure? Out of a-all people?

Jasper: *nodnodnodnod*

David: well uh- lucky for you- *kisses his cheek😳😳😳*

Jasper: *😳😳😳😳* oh dang-

David: *smiles at him*

Gwen: well that was lovely

Jasper: Wow gwen okay

David: oh h-hi Gwen..*v red*

Jasper: *😳😳😳😳*

Gwen: I saw the whole thing, it was WAY better than trash tv

David: well is this good for your trash tv? *kisses Jasperteehee*

Jasper: *is a red*

Gwen: *:0* Oh damn!!

David: oh wait I actually did that-

Jasper: jesus- *lmao covers his face or some shit*

Gwen: 👏👏👏

David: okay uh toodaloo! Bye! *runs to the cabin*

Jasper: uh, i’m gonna go too-! *fOLLOW*

Max: they're so gonna makeout

David: *in the bathroom* WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME

Jasper: *kNocKs oN tHe dOoR* uhh, davey are you okay?

David: AH! oh Jasper, hello! Uh yes I am completely fine why would something be wrong what

Jasper: you ran away really fast, are you sure you’re okay-?

David: yes of course! *comes pit of the bathroom and is like face to face w/ jasper bc he was standing right outside of the door??*

Jasper: *😳👉👈* *s smooch*

David: *😳😳😳😳😳😳*

Jasper: i’m uh, sorry *😔👉👈*

David: nononono it's okay! *hug*

Jasper: *hug 😔👉👈*

David: hey, you okay? *ruffles his hair and laughs*

Jasper: *:) 👉👈* of course!

David: that's great! *smiles at him*

Jasper: we should uh, leave and see what the kiddos are up to *walks out backwards???*

David: okay! *kicks the door open* owie

Jasper: oh dang are you okay-

Nikki: What SPICY DRAMA happened??!

David: nikki what do you mean??

Nikki: Max said you were gonna make out!

David: nothing happened! *😳*

Jasper: *holds onto david’s arm or smth lmao oop*

Nikki: hmmmm

David: nikki nothing- uh- nothing happened!

Max: Likely story DAVID!

David: fine, what do you think happened?

Max: you two made out or some gross shit and then you came out like nothing happened!

David: well you are incorrect!

Jasper: very incorrect!

Nikki: Oh damn it!

David: well anyways, since it's getting to sunset now, its campfire time! *skips over to the benches*

Jasper: come on children!! *follow*

Children: kk *follow*

Max: jasper I seriously dont understand how youre in love with HIM

David: *making a fire*

Jasper: I mean, he’s really nice, Max- I’m sure you’ll feel the same way about someone eventually

Max: pft- yeah, no

David: *stands up* okay and we are ready for action!

Jasper: oh come ON max, stop being so heartless *walks over to the f i r e*

David: *sits down on a log and puts on his sweatshirt* (I LOVE DAVID WEARING A SWEATSHIRT)

Jasper: *sits next to d a v i d* oh dang, are you cold?

David: eh, it's just summer night air

Jasper: yeah but i wanted an excuse to do this *puts his arm around david 😳*

David: *goes wide eyed 😳😳*

Jasper: *forehead smooch 😳😳*

David: *hides in his sweatshirt😳* Jasper not in front of the campers!-

Jasper: Oh dang i’m so sorry *n not*

David: *rests his head on his shoulder* hmph

Jasper: oh no, am i in trouble now? *hug teehee*

David: *shakes his head no*

Jasper: cool cool cool *😘😘😘*

Gwen: *👀👀👀*

David: *sleep*

Gwen: I think you need to go tuck your boy in

Jasper: Righto, Gwen make sure nothing burns down *picks up mr tree mans and cArRiEs hIm To tHe CabIn wOwIe*

David: huh..oh hi jasperrrr

Jasper: hola *drops mr tree mans onto his bed lmao rekt* you fell asleep

David: oh sorry *laughs tiredly?? Is that a thing??*

Jasper: go to sleep, you sound tired *forehead smooch 😳😳*

David: *pulls him down to....hug him duh*

Jasper: oh dang- *hug hug hug*

David: what? I love youuuuu (he ain't gonna remember this-)

Jasper: *😳😳😳* shoot- i love you too homie *s sits on the bed or smth*

David: *sits up and hugs him* thank you for working here, now I get to see your adorable face everyday

Jasper: jeez- calm down- *😳😳😳*

David: I'm just saying! *smiles at him*

Jasper: *😌😌* okay go to sleep now- it’s late, homeslice

David: okay *kisses him* goodnight *:)*

Jasper: goodnight weirdo *escape*

-morning-

David: *wakes up and sits up* best sleep I've ever had

Jasper: *uhh already out watching el children*

David: *gets dressed and walks outside* GOOOOOD MORNING JASPER

Jasper: hello hello, how did you sleep?

David: very good actually! I just dont remember anything from the camp fire

Jasper: oh great, you were hella tired last night man

Nikki: *f fire*

David: GOSH DARN NIKKI NOT AGAIN WITH THE FIRE!- *runs*

Jasper: *ahaha just vibes honestly lmao* righto children, who wants to go do something cool

Max: what do you consider cool

Jasper: dunno, what do YOU consider cool?

Max: I dont know that's why I'm asking you!

Space kid: how are babies made

Jasper: okay, we’re not going over that today- what if we uh, go to spooky island and find cool stuff

Nerris: david said we arent allowed over there!

David: I heard my name! Wassup

Jasper: we’re going to spooky island because i almost died there so we are allowed

David: *:0* ooooo adventures okay! Boat time! *walks to the boats*

Jasper: alrighty everyone get in groups of threes to go in the bOaTs and then don’t get lost

David: *gets in the boat in front of thy jasper* is Gwen coming?

Jasper: I don’t think so-

Space Kid: *is on their bOaT now because he asked how babies were made*

David: *starts paddling the boat* weeeeeeee

Jasper: *lmao also pAdDlInG*

Space Kid: David how are babies made?

David: uh well- *😳*

Space Kid: because neil told me that-

Jasper: okay okay okay let’s not talk about this today

Space kid: do you and jasper make babies?

David: NO *😳😳😳*

Jasper: *w heeze*

Space Kid: hmmmm, well do you want to make babies?

David: SPACE KID JUST STOP TALKING *😳😳😳😳*

Jasper: *literally sobbing* this is COMEDY

David: JASPER DONT ENCOURAGE HIM

Jasper: It’s so funny-!

David: uh-uh! Its embarrassing!

Space kid: you guys have definitely made babies

Jasper: *FIDNKSNSKSK* OH MY GOD *teeheehaw*

David: OKAY WOW LOOK WE'RE HERE *gets off the canoe*

Jasper: *escaped canoe* kk kids stay in your groups and find something cool

David: I guess space kid went with harrison and his group, so that's leave us alone *😳*

Jasper: *😳😳😳* *👀👀* *smooch 😳*

David: *😳😳😳* *kiss:)*

Jasper: *:)))*

Nikki: GUYS IT IS HAPPENING

David: NIKKI I SWEAR TO GOSH IF YOU DONT GO AWAY-

Jasper: *😳😳😳* Woah Davey chillax

Nikki: Everyone wanted to know!

David: well I think it's pretttttttty obvious that I am deeply in love with Jasper!

Jasper: 😳😳😳

Nikki: WOAHH!! Like my mom and Carl!!

Neil: nikki pleeeeeease dont bring that up

David: oh god-

Nikki: Why not! That was true love Neil!

Jasper: what even- who?

Neil: that was sex! Theres a difference Nikki!

David: their parents hooked up on parents day-

Jasper: *elbow nudge ;))* *LMAO WHEEZE JK JKING*

Nikki: There is no difference!

David: JASPER NO

Neil: they only did it for pleasure!!

Jasper: I was joking homie!

Nikki: oh REALLY? how would you know!!

Neil: beacuseeeeee that's why people do it nikki!

David: okay....homeskillet!

Nikki: have YOU ever done it!!!

Jasper: oh jesus- we should stop that before something bad happens

Neil: NIKKI I AM 11

David: yeah-

Jasper: *picks up nikki or some poopoo* Nikki, just listen to Neil on this one

Neil: THANK YOU

David: *giggles*

Nikki: this isn’t over NEIL

Jasper: okie dokie kids- Nikki you’re coming back with me because I don’t trust you with neil

Neil: NIKKI YOU LITERALLY EAT DIRT SO I DONT THINK YOU WOULD KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT SE-

David: OKAY ENOUGH OF THIS

Jasper: alrighty everyone we’re going back- david go back with neil

Nikki: *g rowels*

-when they get back-

David: *flops on to his bed* well that was a experience

Jasper: *s sits on david’s bed* oh god it sure was

David: *sits up and leans against the pillows* I haven't been that stressed in awhile-

Jasper: *😳😳👀* *smooch*

David: *smooch😳😳😳😳*

Jasper: *😳😳😳😳smooch*

David: *hug* hiiiii

Jasper: *hug 😳😳😳* hello hello

Dsvid: not to be that weird person but you are way better at kissing then I thought you would be- *giggles*

Jasper: *😳😳😳😳*

David: okay soryyyyyyyyyyy

Jasper: you’re so dorky

Space Kid: *knocks on the councelor cabins door*

David: ugh can we ever be alone! *opens the door* oh space kid! Why are you up?

space kid: i had a nightmare that space wasn’t real can i stay with you :(

Jasper: ughhhhhh

David: yes of course! *picks up him* where do you wanna sleep?

Space kid: uhhh in space

David: let me rephrase it, where do you want to sleep in the cabin?

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Short Story: A World Where Being Gay is the Norm, and Being Straight is a Minority

The writing of short stories is appealing because it is a platform for ultimate creativity and provides the writer complete and utter freedom. There are no restriction or rules to be followed when writing a short story. All decision are entirely welcome and up to the writer which is appealing because it gives a break from other forms of writing that have specific requirements that can lead to a person feeling very restricted when writing which in a sense can cause a loss of interest or passion in what is being written. 

Tears stream down Noah’s face uncontrollably as he clenches his jaw and holds back screams of pain and anguish. Before he knew it, another punch came soaring towards his face, slamming him right in his tear filled eye. He looks beyond the group of boys around him, in search of his boyfriend, William, but it seemed as though he had escaped. Noah sighed in relief after discovering this, but his comfort was soon interrupted by the word “faggot” being shouted at him from every corner of the room. Noah’s head bangs against the school’s locker as David swept him off the ground and pushed him with the force of 1000 winds. His lip quivers as David brings his face close to Noah’s. “If I ever catch you and your boyfriend fooling around again, I swear to God I’ll kill you both so quick,” The facial expressions on the faces of David’s friends all go blank as they look at eachother. The harsh words leaving David’s mouth sent shockwaves throughout the hallway. “Why do you care what I do?” Noah said as his voice shook. “Why? Because I don’t wanna see none of that gay sh*t in my school.You can take it someplace else, far away from my view.” Before Noah could have time to respond, David’s friend Mark rushes through the doorway. “David! Mr.Lawrence is coming upstairs we need to leave. Now.” With that, the whole squad bolted down the school hallway like an Olympic team at the start gun, as their shoes squeak on the shiny floors. Noah waits until they’re all out of sight, and he slides his back down the locker door, and sits on the ground. He wipes his bloody nose with a kleenex, and he thinks to himself. Why does he have to deal with this, only for being himself? What did he ever do to David? What did he ever do to anyone for that matter? He wipes his tears, and looks down at his shoes. His eyes trace his surroundings and the world around him seems to shrink. Why can’t he walk the hallways with his boyfriend without being attacked? Why can’t they go out without being stared at? Why does he have to “come out” to people about his sexuality, but others don’t? As all of these questions flood into Noah’s mind, he imagines a world where being gay is normal, and being straight is the minority.

  That night, David went home to his usual life, without a care in the world about who he hurt. He knows what he believes in, and in his heart he has no room for anyone who’s different from him.

  He slept at ease, but Noah slept in sorrow.

  The next morning, David crawls out of bed to get ready and go to school. It’s a regular day for David, but something feels different. He feels different. He feels anxious as he pulls his hoodie over his head and adjusts it onto his torso, he almost wants to stop getting ready for school because the idea of facing people brought an unfamiliar feeling to mind. Suddenly, all the reasons not to go to school come flooding into his mind, and he finds himself gnawing on the edge of his fingernails. A strange feeling it was, and David is scared. He’s usually confident, but today he’s simply not, and he can’t tell why. He pushes his feelings aside and rushes downstairs to greet his mom and dad. David is surprised to see that his mom and dad are not the ones waiting for him when he makes it downstairs. His mom is there, but in place of his dad is a random lady he’s never seen before. He walks slowly into the kitchen and examines the unfamiliar woman before him. “Good Morning son,” David’s mom says. David pulls his mother aside and whispers to her, as the other woman gives a curious look. “Who is that?” he asks. David’s mother stares at him in absolute bewilderment. She examines his facial expression for a moment, and then stares at the woman, suspecting that they’re playing a prank on her. “David? Are you on drugs?” David stares at his mother in complete confusion and she does the same to him. “No, mom where’s dad and who is this random person standing in my kitchen at 8:20 in the morning?” David’s mom gets fed up with his nonsense and pushes past him. The woman grabs her purse and keys,and gives David’s mom a kiss on the cheek as they say goodbye. “Have a good day at school son,” She said as she shuts the door. David stares at his mother in complete horror. The sight of his mother kissing a woman causes feelings of disgust to arise within him.     “Hold on did she just call me ‘son’? No seriously who was that?” David questions his mother. “Can you stop pretending like you forgot who your mother is? Go eat your breakfast you’re wasting time,” David looks at his mother in complete and utter fright and dismay. “Did you just call her my mother?” He asks. She stares at him with no words, she wonders what’s gotten into her son. “I need to go” David says as he shakes his head. “You didn’t eat your breakfast!” But before his mother’s words can be heard, the door is shut in her face.

   David, with a mind full of thoughts, makes his way down the sidewalk on his way to school. He was walking unusually slow, as if it took every bit of effort in him to put one foot in front of the other. The vision of his mother and the random lady replays over and over in his mind. He looks down as he walks and sees the sidewalk glisten under the morning sun. Just when he finds a sense of relief, he looks up and sees 2 men holding hands. He rolls his eyes in annoyance, but he continues to make his way down the sidewalk. A few blocks later, he sees yet another two men holding hands, and even 2 women holding hands behind them. He starts to question since when so many gay couples were open in his neighbourhood. David makes it to school, and enters the building. He expects his pride to return to him at this moment, but for some reason, the feeling of inferiority is still stuck to him, and it’s been stuck ever since he woke up this morning. The school halls are crowded with people laughing and making conversation loud enough for David to hear from the other end of the hall. He made his way to his girlfriend Roxanne.

   He approaches her with a smile and leans in to kiss her but she backs away. She gives him a piercing look signalling for him to stop, and David looks at her with a hurt expression on his face. “Roxanne?” David asks with an angered look on his face. “We can’t do this in the halls, I thought you knew that.” She says as she looks around the room checking if anyone spotted their interaction. “Okay, I’m officially confused,” David says with a fake smile. He brings his hand towards her face and tucks her blonde hair behind her ear, and she flinches to his touch. Before David can respond to her strange behaviour, their friend Neil makes his way towards them. Neil’s smug attitude is never appreciated by the majority of the population, and David sighs in annoyance as they make small talk. “So David, the guys and us saw you and Roxanne getting a bit cozy a few minutes ago, what was that all about?” He says with a laugh. Roxanne laughs anxiously and shoots a murderous look at David. “Uh, yeah she’s my girlfriend is there an issue or?” David says. “She’s your girlfriend?” Neil says before breaking out into a pit of laughter. Roxanne follows this as a way to make Davids words seem more like a joke, and David looks at both of them with a puzzled expression on his face. “I’m not sure what both of you are laughing at,” David says. “Bro, you’re scaring me,” Neil says as he continues laughing, convinced that David is still joking. “What’s so hard to believe, I don’t understand?” David says. “Man what are you? Straight?”  “Uh, yeah?” Neil’s laughter fades quickly and air in the room turns painfully awkward. “Uh, since when is that a thing?” Neil asks. “Neil, you know me. You know Roxanne is my girlfriend, you know I’m straight. Why is this news to you? Did you think I’m gay? I know damn well you didn’t think that when I beat the crap out of that Noah kid yesterday. Hell, I’m not sure why you’re acting so weirded out as if you’re not straight yourself,” David shouts at Neil as he attracts the attention of everyone in the hallway. Neil pushes David in anger and Roxanne leaves immediately in tears. “What did you just call me?” Neil shouts. “Straight? What on earth is the issue?” Suddenly, all of David’s friends that helped him beat up Noah started crowding up on him. “That’s freaking’ disgusting, that’s the issue,” David lets out a loud laugh that he couldn’t hold in much longer. Neil slams David against the locker, and David’s laughter cuts quickly. “If I knew you were straight, I would have never hung out with you, hell, nobody would have. You’re not like us, you don’t deserve the same things we do” He says as he gets inches and inches closer to David’s face. “I’m not like you guys? And what is that exactly? Gay?” David says. “Yes. What are you not getting?”  Davids voice gets louder and louder, David felt like he was being convicted of a crime, he couldn’t wrap his head around why he was being treated like this. “If you’re done playing this stupid prank, I need to get to class now,” David says as he tries breaking free of Neil’s grasp. Neil pushes David back hard onto the locker “No use going to class, God has a special place for people like you in hell,”

 The next thing David knew, his blood was splattered across the lockers as Neil’s fist meets his face. Suddenly, all of the people he knew as his friends were throwing kicks and punches his way. Everyone in the hallway decided to flee the scene, or they decided to join in on the fun. Neil and his friends threw vulgar slurs at David, ones that David had never heard before. At a certain point, he decides to stop fighting back, and he lets them do what they have to do. A few seconds later they’re done, and they all give him a disgusted look before exiting the hallway.

  David sat there for a while and he tried to understand why. Why was he being hurt by his own friends? Why was Roxanne acting so strange? Why did he feel so insecure and out of place this morning? Who was that woman in his house? Suddenly, the realization finally grew it’s way in David’s mind. For whatever reason, things had changed overnight. The roles of being gay and being straight have switched. He remembered the feeling of anxiousness he felt when making his way to school, and how he felt inferior. He thought to himself; that’s how gay people feel everyday. He thought about the woman in his kitchen, and realized that was supposedly his other mom, because he has two moms, no dad. He thought about Roxanne, and how their relationship is probably a secret because they’re straight, and being straight is “wrong”. David sat there with his head in his hands, and he found himself questioning how Neil and the others could do to him what they did. 

  Yet before David could ponder it further, he realized that it’s the same reason he did the exact same thing to Noah. With this thought, a tear trickled down David’s face. He felt shameful, not because he’s the minority in this world, but because he inflicted this pain on somebody else as well. He couldn’t understand why somebody would hate him for being straight, and he thought this was probably what Noah was thinking as well. Suddenly, the black, narrow, hallway doors creaked open and David quickly wipes away his tears. Noah makes his way through the doorway and sees David sitting there.They make eye contact, but David looks away immediately in shame. Noah takes a seat in front of him, and studies the bruises on David’s face. “They got you good didn’t they,” Noah says. David chuckles, but stops himself quickly. “Yeah. That they did.” he says. It’s quiet for a second, and Noah smirks before breaking the silence. “You know, it’s weird. This morning I left the house, and It’s almost as if I'm in a parallel universe or something,” David’s eyes widen when he hears these words. “It happened to you too?” He asks. “Yup, being gay is normal now. I walked through every single hallway waiting for somebody to call me a fag, but not one person did. I almost felt let down,” Noah says as he laughs. David and Noah both laugh for a second, but David feels a rooting feeling of guilt residing in him. 

  “Why are you being nice to me Noah?” asks David. “What do you mean?” Noah asks, but something tells David he knows the answer to that question already. “I beat you up, I bullied you, called you names, but now I’m the odd one out. Don’t you want to get back at me or something?” He asks. “No. I don’t. I think you’ve probably realized the wrong in your ways by now, nothing I say or do now will change much. Plus, I know how it feels to be the odd one out, and it’s not pretty. If I hurt you now, I’m not much different than you, am I?” Noah says. David stares at Noah with a faint smile on his face, but in his eyes one can see the amount of self loathe within him. “I’m really sorry Noah,” David says. For a second there’s a silence so loud it could echo through your mind for hours on end.

“It’s okay.”