#but i was talking abt how i wished he was at the dumb light walk my mom brought us to

[scoobydoozombieisland1998]

just encountered the Having a Coke With You poem for the first time in a while and im. im definitely fine

[littlestarbigsky]

For the fic requests, what do you think of a story about the first time Pony gets sick post-canon and how Darry and Soda would react to that?

posting this from the jacobs lmao

okay so fun story!! i already wrote a fic abt darry going to two-bit the first time point gets sick after their parents die (posted here :p) and i think this is just gonna be a precursor to that fic :)

hope this is okay🩷

"pony, hey, ponyboy."

someone was tapping his arm and trying to wake him up. he wished they would stop, his head was hurting something awful and even though he knew logically they were whispering to him, it felt like a bell tower in his head. he tried to swat away their hands, but two more hands jabbed at either of his sides.

pony jumped and his head shot up, “lay off, why don’t ya, two-bit?”

two-bit just cackled and johnny nudged pony gently, “c’mon, pony, we’re gonna miss lunch…”

pony picked up his head, cringing at the bright light shooting in through the classroom windows, and doing his best to shove his undone homework into his backpack and sling it over his shoulder. he stood up slowly, swaying on his feet. he was pretty sure he’d have fallen over if johnny didn’t grab his arm to keep him steady.

“you gotta flat tire there, kid,” steve pointed at pony’s converse, which, upon further inspection, had come untied.

pony rolled his eyes and stupidly bent over at the hips to tie it, his ears going quiet from the blood rushing to his head. it was a dumb idea, he could already tell. he was going to pass out; he could distantly feel himself fading, he was so out of it that he may not have noticed if it hadn’t been for the stars speckling across his vision.

there was the ear splitting thunder of sneakers smacking linoleum as two sets of arms grabbed at him before he could hit the floor.

“someone call darry!”

shit, darry was gonna kill him.

it was hard for darry not to be frustrated as he drove to the school to pick up pony, things were already tight enough without darry missing a day of work to watch him. he didn’t mind staying with his brothers when they needed him, but it was still pretty damn cold outside, and heating the house wasn’t free.

for as long as darry could remember, pony had been the kid to always be some type of sick, his immune system was never the strongest, and that coupled with the fact that he never seemed to have the sense to wear a coat when it was cold or dry his hair all the way before waking to school. the past stretch, something like four months, was the longest pony had gone without getting sick in years.

darry felt sick to his stomach when the assistant at the desk in the office greeted him as ‘mr. curtis.’ he had come in and talked to the same woman, explaining why he and paul were late for school, not even a year ago. she politely showed him to the nurse’s office, even though he’d gone there to roll out sore muscles after morning football practice more times than he could count.

“he’s just over here,” the nurse pulled open the privacy curtain.

pony looked god awful. his cheeks and nose were flushed bright pink, but the rest of him looked like he hadn’t seen the sun in years. he was shaking, wrapped up in one of soda’s hand-me-down zip-up sweatshirts and a school-issue blanket.

“hey, kiddo,” darry sat down next to pony on the bed, rubbing his knee gently. “you wanna go home?”

pony barely looked up, just nodded mutely and started to shrug off the blanket. darry helped him to his feet and wrapped an arm around his little brother’s shoulders. he walked out on shaky legs, darry thought it it hadn’t been for him keeping pony steady, he would have been stumbling into the walls. he boosted pony up into the truck and handed him the keys to start up the truck and get it warmed up.

“i gotta go back to work once i get you home,” darry climbed into the truck, putting it in gear and starting to back out of the parking lot. “i already called soda to stay with you, we’re picking him up on the way home.”

“i can stay home by myself…” pony mumbled, but darry shook his head.

“i don’t like how you’re lookin’, kid, i want soda there to be safe.”

pony didn’t have the wherewithal to argue, and he really didn’t mind soda being with him, but they needed soda’s paycheck just as much as they needed darry’s. but he was tired, and decided against arguing and opted to lean his feverish forehead against the cold car window.

his eyelids were heavy and drooping when the dx appeared in the window. soda was already waiting outside with his jacket on and his brows set in such a way that pony could tell he was worried, even from across the parking lot.

“hey, kiddo, you alright?” soda asked as he pulled pony’s door open.

pony gave a noncommittal shrug and scooted over on the seat to let soda sit down before leaning his head against his brother’s shoulder.

soda leaned his head against pony’s, “lordy, you’re all hot, honey. we gotta get some medicine in you once we get home.”

darry wordlessly pulled the truck out of the station and pony could feel himself getting tired again. soda wrapped an arm around his shoulders and he felt like he could sleep right there in the truck forever. he was barely half conscious by the time darry was hauling him out of the truck and carrying him inside. he gently set pony down on the couch and soda threw a blanket over him.

darry headed towards the bathroom, “alright, kid, let’s get that fever taken care of.”

“can’t i just take a couple of aspirins?” pony asked tiredly.

darry didn’t skip a beat before shooting back a firm, “no.”

pony sat up quickly to argue, but his head went foggy and dizzy and all he could feel was soda was laying him back down.

“give me a minute, i’ll be right back,” soda ruffled his hair gently and hurried towards the bathroom with darry.

pony could distantly hear them bickering, something about expiration dates, another whisper-shout about not knowing… usually he would have loved eavesdropping on whatever they were arguing over, but the blanket he was under was so comfy and warm that he stopped caring what they were saying.

he couldn’t keep his eyes open for much longer after that.

the next time pony woke up, it was pitch black outside. he could barely even open his eyes for how badly his head was hurting. come to think of it, every inch of his body was hurting. he could vaguely see soda curled up in darry’s chair. pony shuffled around to try to get more comfortable, but hissed when he was met with white hot pain shooting all over his body, it was like every nerve ending in his body was suddenly made of fire

“hey,” soda popped up from the chair and kneeled down next to the couch. “just stay still, baby, it’s okay.”

“it hurts…” pony gasped out.

“i know,” soda gently pushed some of pony’s hair back. “do you think you can take some of that medicine now? i was only able to find the liquid stuff and i know you don’t like it, but we gotta get this fever under control.”

pony gave a quiet sob, “please… i don’t wanna… soda, please.”

“it’ll go so fast, honey,” soda pleaded. “and then you can sleep again, i promise, but i need you to work with me here.”

pony swallowed harshly, “…okay.”

soda leaned forward and kissed pony’s forehead gently, “thanks, kiddo. hang tight.”

soda disappeared from the room and came back moments later with water and the bottle of medicine. pony got the distinct impression soda wasn’t sure he’d grabbed the right thing, but he was ready to do just about anything to feel better. soda poured him a dose of the medicine into a small cup and handed it to pony, helping him sit up.

it was heartbreaking work, encouraging him to take the medicine, getting so close, but watching his eyes go wet and scared and pushing the cup back. pony had never been good at taking medicine, he would always work himself up so badly that he would throw it back up. mama was the only one who could ever get him to take it and keep him calm enough to keep it down, and soda was painfully aware that this was the first time mama wasn’t there to help them.

they went back and forth with no success for close to twenty minutes before the front door opened and darry stepped inside. pony’s eyes landed on their brother, and suddenly, he felt all of his walls crumbling right down. soda took the medicine from him as pony gave a heartbreaking sob and darry raced over to the couch.

“hey, kiddo, it’s okay,” he pulled pony into his arms, rubbing the back of his head gently. “i know you don’t want to take the medicine, but it’ll help, i promise.”

“no…” pony mumbled incoherently into darry’s shoulder, holding onto his big brother for dear life.

“yes, honey, it will,” darry started rocking them in a poor attempt to keep pony from getting so upset.

“no!” pony cried, his voice high and scared and miserable in a way none of them had ever heard before, “it’s the wrong medicine!”

darry paused, looking at soda with his brows furrowed. he looked over at the end table and picked up the bottle of medicine.

he read the bottle and sighed heavily, “soda this is for his stomach.”

“it’s medicine!” soda shot back, and pony whimpered at the volume. “it should help no matter what…”

darry shook his head, still holding pony tight to his chest and rocking them back and forth to keep him calm. he answered soda gently, “he’s so hot, we need something to get this fever down.”

“i don’t know what we have that’ll work,” soda cried, his knee bouncing anxiously.

darry sat quietly and thought for a moment, trying not to think about how mama would have had pony feeling better the moment he got home from school. what they really needed was a mother, someone who had all the answers and could still keep her head.

“here, take him,” darry shifted pony on the couch to lay against soda. he stood up quickly, grabbing his boots by the door.

“where are you going?” soda asked quickly, pulling pony into him and tucking his head under his chin.

“to get us some help,” darry answered quietly, his pride in tatters and his shoulders as tense as they’d ever been.

“darry…” pony whimpered.

“it’s okay, baby, try to sleep if you can,” darry hurried over to the couch, squeezing pony’s hand and putting on the bravest smile he could manage.

he hurried out through the front door and the moment the cool air hit his face, he could hardly hold himself together anymore. he took off sprinting towards two-bit’s house, his heart beating out of his chest as hot tears streamed down his face.

so this is what it was like, to be so scared and so anxious and so horribly alone. this is what mama was trying to protect him from when she wouldn’t let darry help pony when he was sick, nothing in the world could have prepared him for it. but it was up to him now, pony didn’t have another choice.

darry didn’t have another choice.

very sorry for how angsty this one was gang,, however if you’re in the mood,, here’s a sort of pt. 2 that i wrote wayyy back when

[springtrappd]

not trying to sound rude or aggressive or anything i swear, but what exactly Is it abt like. eclipse and ruin in general that you have critiques of? i'm still trying to figure out exactly what i think of it myself - it wasn't ANYTHING like what i was expecting, and to be perfectly honest i was also one of the Book Doubters(trademark pending) so that was a huge culture shock to me as well. idk i go in-between being really impressed and really liking it, to being salty that it wasn't what I think a good chunk of ppl including myself were expecting? looks like there's gonna be more down the line as far as this SB storyline goes so i'm curious and cautiously optimistic. i'm not totally sold on the mimic yet but thats probably bc I haven't been reading the tales books. guess i should start now lmao

i should make it clear that i actually haven't finished ruin yet, which is why i've been holding back on talking about it -- i'm up to bonnie bowl! so i'll refrain from commenting on that, except to say that the gameplay is a massive improvement from sb and only has more minor design flaws vs the base game's... fundamentally broken, lmao. they listened to criticism, refined their ideas and executed them with the resources available, and they did it well! i have mostly positive things to say on that front, which is nice. :)

eclipse is harder to talk about because... like, to give you an idea of how badly it effected me: it pissed me off so bad i started dissociating for the rest of the night, gave me stress stomach-aches when I refused to stop playing and then woke me up at 6am this morning nauseous and in pain. and that's not me being a wimp, that's me experiencing somatization, which is a real thing that i struggle with a lot, so hopefully you can understand why I'm not exactly keen to talk about this? especially when literally every time i even try to someone gets mad at me for breathing. please keep this in mind as i go on to say: eclipse is ableist as fuck and completely inexcusable.

as presented within ruin's visit to the daycare, the dca is left in a state of disrepair after the earthquake and subsequent abandonment left the pizzaplex to fend for itself. they're trapped between their two personalities, with both of them insisting that they are the one who knows what they should do; sun wants to be a good boy and do arts and crafts and whatever, and moon wants to send everyone to bed, blah blah you know the drill. as you complete the segment sun and moon regularly argue with each other, with sun holding the upset moon back from attacking cassie as she reactivates the generators, turning the lights on and stunning moon long enough for her to whack him with the faz-wrench, forcing a system reboot... and he's immediately reborn as eclipse, a lovely and kind figure with no memories of anything that happened who gently escorts you out and wishes you well. he's fixed now, you see! you did it! you got rid of his evil split personality, you've made him normal again, and without the aberration that is plurality he has not a cruel bone in his body!

the implications of this are incredibly fucking obvious and deeply deeply upsetting, and why i'm gonna point-blank say i'm not entertaining further discourse over whether this is reaaaally ableist or if they reaaaaally meant for them to read as a system or... nope, it's done, we're not fucking going there. it doesn't matter what they intended -- what they intended is pretty obvious, actually; they've decided to tackle a subject they're incredibly ill-equipped to handle, and the result is a character -- descended from the visual language and cultural canon of tales like split and psycho -- whose arc concludes with the reveal that it was being a system that made them violent. and the boss fight was dumb and bad and ignored all the previously-explained mechanics of this character to do this. it is aggressively stupid fanservice that turns what was once simply "poor taste walking the line of good faith" into "actual offensive caricature with zero room for doubt", and the only thing more despair-inducing than this twist is the community of people gleefully eating it up as their yummy angst fuel for their ultimate comfort character. and i shouldn't be surprised, considering it's coming from the "how dare you ask me to examine why i find it scary when the dca experiences altered identity states" crowd, but i am, unfortunately, an idealist doomed to be let down by normies. huzzah.

as for the mimic: I'm perfectly fine with afton getting laid to rest (he deserves it!), I'm not one of those guys, but in its current iteration (and from my understanding of it) it suffers immensely from having literally zero reason to be doing any of this shit and being yet another rejection of the supernatural in favour of sci-fi bullshit. because it's from the novels and the novels are allergic to ghosts. and having your entire story drip-fed in mediocre spin-off novels filled with blatant fetish content marketed to naive twelvies is so obviously bad storytelling that i don't even think i need to get into the piss-poor prose and legitimately cruel messages to explain why i hate that one

[serotoninny]

Hey- hi. My sister and I grew up playing Super Paper Mario constantly. I would absolutely love to hear any and all thoughts you would like to share pls and thank you!!

HELLO! HELLO HI!

wanted to start off by saying Holy Shit!! spm was a video game me and my sister also played growing up!! we never beat it back then but recently she came home and got me hooked on it again and we played it all the way thru. we also did fun little voices for each character I got to be dimentio so that was very fun ^__^ i think Objectively its not a very hard game (which is why we were able to beat it LMAO) but what it lacks there it makes up for in STORY and super strong characters and i adore it so

IF ANYONE!! ANYONE wants to respond to anything ive said in this word soup of a post PLEASE DO!!! in the tags in the comments i just like seeing ppl talk abt whatever the hell about spm. Head canons Theories You name it

this is . a little scattered around. u do not have to read all of this but thank you for giving me an excuse to talk abt spm VVV

first of all themes of love being the answer make me wanna bawl my eyes out and i gotta be real i did tear up at the end of the game when blumiere and timpani have bounding through time ost playing and then walk out of frame. CHEFS KISS. lovely. i like how each chapter the gang goes thru has its own unique little set of townspeople and even thru little bits of dialogue u are left wanting to defeat the chaos heart even more because you dont want any of them to die YK? HEAVENS TO BETSY! THE DIALOGUE OPTIONS FOR RIGHT BEFORE CHAPTER 8 FOR ALL THE PEOPLE IN FLIP/FLOPSIDE?? SHIT HURTED. npc reactions to all the shit going on were so good

one thing i WISH happened tho was. mario and luigi Sibling Love (i mean this platonically i want to specify Just in case there are any weirdos out there) Helps Save The World. i get the whole count bleck mansion part where everyone started sacrificing themselves to save the others which means they care for one another n whatnot which is good great and fantastic However i think it wouldve been COOL to see the whole gang esp the two opposing forces of Mario (prophesized hero color red) and luigi (prophesized Man In Green to contain the chaos heart and destroy the world) contribute to the reformation of the pure heart like some sorta balance between light n dark . BUT ITS FINE i love the game anyway because its probably the longest bowser luigi mario and peach have ever been on the same team

and completely unrelated, the entire premise of luigi being the harbinger of a great world ender is ALWAYS a joy. a fun little recurring gag if you will. like i cant believe this is not the only time he was the vessel for a great evil like what is up with that. every day i think abt that one luigi post abt how he's Doomed By The Narrative TM to be the Evil Twin Brother but he just chooses not to be. never not thinking abt that ever. hes so haunted by like literally everything got separated and brainwashed fought his brother aided in the destruction of the sammer guy world Died went to hell KOed spm satan got revived became GOD then saved the world. and he is some middle aged man in striped socks

MR L. GOD. that fucking guy. hes so lame. i like him so much. his theme goes SO hard in the silliest way imaginable. and i also like how even when he is brainwashed its kinda obvious he still wants mario around (see: brobot, the replacement brother). they fr tapped into luigis need to be useful and used that as is motivation to work for the count. yeowch. mr l to me is just luigi but Lots of parts of him just locked up and forgotten (plus a little minor bit of oh i dont know straight up brain manipulation, nastasia is a force 2 be reckoned with fr) Duno if im making sense here . anyway mr l is so so so hilarious to me because his one liners are so so dumb and i think the gag abt no one recognizing him is FUNNY (EVEN IF i think at least mario SHOULDVE recognized him but WHATEVS).

all of count blecks minions are . SUCH a fun little group. and while dimentio didnt give a fuck about them i still love his dynamic as the court jester whos a little bit of a bitch. the origins of them joining the group are very interesting because ochunks mimi and nastasia had been at their lowest when bleck recruited them and dimentio was like. let me in your emo band. ochunk's warrior code is something i think about a lot. he doesnt got a lot behind the eyes but hes got values he sticks to and i like that a lot in a character. him and mimi do spa days

bleck as a character makes me wanna chew through my walls. in a good way. guys who are slipping and dont want to get back up and bringing everything else down with them are fun and that is all. bonus! he still gets to be Somewhere quiet after the story's over

dimentio has to be my fave of the goons (not counting mr l). not surprising because hes just. so. ...... He is the Way That He Is. his little similes are so stupidly funny for no reason and i think being a Silly Guy and also a Guy With Ulterior Motives are the two funest traits a character can have. His ambiguous past is so interesting like yes bitch hide behind the mask keep cards up your sleeve dont let them know your next move!! something interesting i read somewhere was that. even after luigi the chaos heart and dimentio were separated that there were bits still mixed up between them, linking them not only prophetically but on the atomic level is a headcanon im tucking close into my heart . terrifying as it is super fucking rad !! luigi cannot escape the harbinger of doom allegations

dimentio and luigis entire dynamic is the best thing ever. because dimentio is a goddamn weirdo and luigi is. and i cannot stress this enough. JUST a fucking GUY. luigi is like "ill stop you you ne'er do well!" and dimentio responds with "im killing us both<3ciao!" why does every luigi villain wanna be no children mountain goats with SO BAD. they should keep doing it

god. the way mario is the mc and barely has a role in most of the story other than being The Hero of the Light Prognosticus is both a little annoying and also kinda sick /pos. annoying because mario is one of my faves and i want him to participate in the story more (not really a diss on the writing i just like him) but also kinda sick because . the way everyone in the game talks abt the hero from the prophecy is so. soooooooooooo. god. like everyone in favor of all worlds Not Ending preparing THOUSANDS of CENTURIES in advance just for mario to arrive. Pixls were locked in boxes and hidden away WAITING for him and its like. if he could talk back. i wanna know how he thinks abt all this. because throught the entire story You as the player kinda fuck things up for people in pursuit of the pure hearts. and mario cant rly SAY anything abt it cus its not Really his story, but MAN. what i would give for a little development on his end of the lineup during a few points like 'wilting' king croacus, figuring out squirps is now orphaned because he had to stay alive long enough to help the heros, Luvbis Entire Deal, and figuring out mr l was luigi all along. SIGH

i dont know much about the pixl war, but all of that lore is so cool to look into. ive got like surface level knowledge. even then i only rly care abt the history when im thinking abt the personalities of the pixls themselves. cus like they get their little moment in the spotlight and then they Never speak Again. dottie and cudge and fleep are some of the more memorable ones for me and i wish it was possible to hear more of them. but alas

squirps. :( in my heart. in my heart and soul. bowser takes squirps under his wing. forms an alliance with his kingdom (assuming. squirps takes over from where his mom left off). peach would of course also form an alliance with him. IDK. squirps is the Only One out of every major side character in the game who didnt really get a happy ending. while not everyone NEEDS one i think he deserves one. and in my perfect world he is being guided by two more experienced rulers (bowser isnt doing much in terms of teaching him good diplomacy but he sure as hell is getting him to hang out with kids his age like Jr).

bowser was so funny this whole game. love when evil guys get domesticated a little. thats all about him

PEACH. PRINCESS PEACH. god i love her. the way she was the only person to resist nastasias brainswashing AND her fucking umbrella is the most cracked defense in the World. blowing a kiss to the wind. for peach

ok so i cant think of anything else to say and i havent proofread this. if YOU, dear viewer, love super paper mario i need you to never shut the fuck up ever. there are like 12 of us

[papers4me]

Fruits Basket Manga Review , ch 111

sigh~~~ I feel that my recent posts are a bit negative towards the anime, but thats cuz the chapters I’ve read so far are either unbelievably important character depth content cut for no valid reason or content in the anime but packed with million other things that it lost its purpose or importance. Basically tohu’s ep 6 which consists of 4 chapters & now ep 5 which is a momiji ep & yup, packed with 4 chapters as well... so, I apologize for any negativity, my intention is just analyzing artistic & story-telling aspects, I love se03, but yeah it screwed up lots of important characters due to its not so thorough plot decisions & harmful character insight choices.

today.. we explore Momiji... but only before his curse breaks.

Furuba anime struggling to know how to design an episode based on various plot-heavy chapters?

so, they decided 13 eps, & decided one ep for momiji cuz motoko’s graduation & the fanclub is the core of the furuba & have already cut tons of tohru, cuz who cares? she’s kind. be like her. end of lesson. No. really, jokes aside, how to do this?

How to combine several chapters in one ep? collect small snippets from chosen chapters/content like a bee does flowers? you gotta skip some content, you gotta highlight others. The ep is only 20 min after all & you got an op & Ed that you cant always skip.... so.. furuba team decide that momoji’s ep should be true to his zodiac animal, this is the rabbits last appearance in spirit. so, they went with quick hopping from one chapter to the other like a rabbit?

No really, ep 5 is really like a rabbit in its flow, you can’t savior a moment enough before jumping to the other: we learned momiji grew up!! loves toheu romantically, challenged kyo, really meant it, wanted a fair love game, got freed, lost tohru romantically & faced momiji! but that’s not all? we still have space!! quick add akito’s moodiness & love triangle with her dog & her submissive bed partner, add a happy comedy for no reason whatever & make shigue kiss tohru & wish shes 'was his lover instead!!!!!!!!! Mind you all this happened in the anime before shigure hurt tohru with his “the truth of the zodiacs talk & them accepting & feeling consolance that kyo is doomed”talk. 

-Gets whats my biggest surprise after reading this chapter ?????????

Shigure is consistent!! He isnt a rabbit hopping here & there. The dog is loyal & is tired for good reason! Him being depressed & his weird talk with thoru makes so much sense given the manga’s order.

Kyo is consistent!! In the anime, momiji surprise him with confession he loves tohru & challenge him, then kyo la~la~la~joins them downstairs for curry. Not a single expression on his face, where is the expression? it will appear when the plot is forced to address it: by the end of the ep when momiji face hin again. Then we get kyo’s reaction.

I need someone to tell the anime that actions require a reaction. You can refrain from showing a certain reaction if you can’t address it now, but you can’t erase it, negate it, then make it appear when have to!!!! couldn’t they make kyo refuse to join them & eat together? the     other characters wont be surprised they think he’s needlessly moody. The audience will know that kyo is troubled with momiji’s challenged & it will excite them!!! having kyo just go eat & watch the momiji/hiro/haru/yuki comedy skit is weird.

The manga’s author wanted kyo to join the dinner, like the anime did. but huge difference. the author actually cares for logic reaction & understands that the audience aren’t dumb little kids that will sit & wait for kyo’s turn to...react! nope! she did this: (a) & (b) below.

-Lost Small Bits/ Panels from the chapter.. But Sadly Big Huge Chunks for Characters buildup & Growth:

(a) addressed the fact the hiro noticed kyoru is in love & dressed that shigure was right!! the cat being in love is a weird concept to the zodiacs! hiro reacted naturally & the author used hiro to flesh yuki’s (the rat), momiji’s (the rabbit) & haru’s (the cow) decision to silently watch the kyo (the cat) makes his own decisions to live!!! They won’t interfere or tell akito or remind him of his state as the doomed caged cat. So sad this moment is cut from yuki. Why must yuki only interact with kyo to beat him (all seasons)? why must yuki only think of kyo to envy him (all seasons) ? Here, yuki’s growth towards kyo as a person & his relationship with tohru is 1000 times better than all tohru is my mom’s sh!t & I envy kyo’s Sh!t we saw in the anime over & over till we memorized it.

(b) kyo didnt just go la~la~eat with momiji after knowing he loves tohru. Nope, there’s small bits missing: called logical emotional reaction. He was surprised he’s caught pining over tohru! cuz yuki, the audience representative, has told us in the previous chapter that ppl in love dont notice anything around them. Kyo thinks him being cold hid his feelings. the dummy’s feelings are as bright as the sun in the Sahara, tohru too. a child read her! such small thing that wont take much space from the ep but was cut cuz kyo only needs to be responsive at the ep’s end. & this scene of kyo & tohru looking awkwardly at each other is minor in space but so important cuz kyo is determined to let go but his decision is challenged by not only momiji, but his natural attraction to tohru. Here he knows he’s caught & exposed... here he knows momiji is a better choice for tohru cuz he wont didn’t hurt her mom... here he knows that even yuki is better cuz never had to pretend to be cold to her... here he knows the world is better than him... & here he just cant help by smile & walks towards her... T_T ... another lesson in writing slow burns by Takaya-san.

-Why would the anime team pass on this?? drawing kyoru closer after the epic tear in Cinderella ep, cuz they want empty suspense~! The anime team thinks that if kyo & tohru stand next to each other, then it means all their issues are solved & the audience are so stupid as to forget tohru’s mom, kyo’s imprisonment, kyo not confessing his sins to tohru & tohru’s need to make a choice wether to fogive hom or not.. nope! you see, they think, ppl who read mangas are smart, so the author can give this epic symbolism & pp would still be not sure kyoru is end game & tohru will forgive him or kyo even fogive himself, but ppl who watch, oh no, gotta cut all the plot worthy content, produce a graduation song for a minor character, cut all kyo/tohru interaction cuz it only means romance & not at all character depth & oh if we show yuki actually formulating deep thoughts that aren’t centered around him, the audience might forget his se02 struggles! or that might ruin yuki’s upcoming growth moment in the finale where he .. you guessed it hits kyo.. as he always do & sulk &  think abt himself cuz yuki can only do monologues when he’s directly involved.... man~it is so sad how the anime is dumped down.. Who is the target audience again? not kids as young as hiro cuz even hiro is smart!

-just look:

 Momiji talks abt kyo shouldn't give up loving tohru & the authr shows this this ghost!!! his mom! The author reminds us that kyo isnt da~~~~ forgetting anything. He’s a deeply troubled soul & hos mom wants him locked cuz she too was locked in a cage & thinks that’s safer...why oh why you dump ur own story! sh!t~

Side Notes:

I like the closeups on Kisa’s face as she interacted with kyo. It’s very rare for kisa to have a world beside the endearing parental/big protective bro/big doting sister love she has with tohru & haru & off course the romantic love with hiro which was perhaps since their birth or sth. lol.  Kisa & kyo arent much on the brotherly side as they rarely interact, but its one of those  refreshing  interactions she has that helps cast a new light on her as tiny as it is,  but its sth out of the norm around her. She sees him  around tohru & gets to perceive his true unprovoked character. “He is  nice guy”.

I really wanted to punch kureno this chapter.. like Shigure is a jerk shitty dog for sleeping with akito’s mom but kureno... dude.. you submissively sleep with the guy’s eternal love interest & still walks in on him talking to her!!! lol. you’re mentally, emotionally & physically weaker than him & yet, she puts you on her bed, not him & you, tho not wanting her at all, dont walk away. No wonder shigure is defeated & wishing for someone like tohru, lol! Even if shigure met an older tohru-like person, it wont work. shigure deserve someone like him mean, schemer & loves playing power games. Tohru is someone who values honesty & commutation, not saying she’s an angel on earth, but tohru knows who suits her.. except fate is saying: NO. .... currently. lol.

I know kureno’s weakness is part of his character & I love that such characters exits. There are ppl ike that in real life. It’s just this chapter, I felt shigure’s frustration. XD

Yuki in this ep is the best yuki. no exaggeration here, I love when yuki is calmly thoughtful of others & here its kyo of all ppl !!!! cutting this scene is sad.. without it, kyo & yuki remain a cat & rat in the anime. Only ever thinking abt each other thro envious binoculars or hateful words or yuki giving kyo comedic hitting or life’s problem-solving hitting. Why can’t anime yuki be interactive outside his self-centered issues is beyond me.

Momiji & kyo’s interactions are always the best! whether comedy or drama.

I hated the curry cooking scene in the anime... so weirdly out of the ep’s flow.. very forced comedy... in the manga it had a purpose! not just quick add comedy cuz next shot momiji curse breaks & drama & we’ll close the ep with tears & sadness & glimpses of hope...

I love haru’s answer to hiro... so him.. “a guy can’t fall in love?”so chill.. so..simple.

[weirdlyfitting]

Yooo

So I went back to see my rotbtd edits and found the halloween one. I realized that whenever I post a long story I'll put some illustrations because yeah reading can be exausting and it's a bit hard for me to imagine too many stuff lol, also I think it's just BETTER (this is one of my big reason to love Cytus 2's story lol)

Anyway this one's longer and I got this idea because I was thinking about their similiarities. It's pretty cool that while both Merida & Hiccup's story had a theme of "change" , both Jack & Punz's story had a theme of "identity". Since this one's abt Jack & Rapunzel so mayyybe I'll make Hiccup & Merida too?

And ahhh I forgot my watermark but whateves I'm tired lmao :(

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Anyway here ya go :D

As her feet touch the grass she felt as if freedom has greeted her. This is the first time in 17 years that Rapunzel ever touch it. She has wished, prayed, and hoped to see the "floating lights" by herself and right at this moment she knew that she can do it.

Rapunzel : I can't believe I did this....

I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THIS!

Rapunzel ran as fast as she can to the secret cave that mother used to use as an exit whenever she bought her a present from the outside world.

Her heart beating fast as she's getting closer to the entrance. But suddenly, she slowed her run and stopped right at the entrance. She look back at the tower

Rapunzel : Mother, it'll be okay. I will be okay..

After I see the floating lights everything will be just like what it used to be, Mother..

Her figure slowly dissapear as she walks into the dark entrance

Rapunzel : You can do this, Rapunzel. Come on...*gasp

Light!

As she mumbled she found a light source and made her steps faster towards it

Rapunzel : Wait, who-

She stopped with caution, she saw a shadow outside the entrance, could it be the person who'd use her hair?!

It goes left and right and so on

Rapunzel : Oh no...

???? : How many times has it been? and still no answer...

She decided to sneak in near the leaves to hear what it says

???? : Just- just why no one-

It's a boy. He's holding his tears as he gets more frustrated.

???? : Why can't anyone just talk to me?! Why can't they see me?! I had tons of questions yet NO ONE EVER ANSWER IT!

He raised his voice as anger controlled him. Rapunzel tried to stay back quitely while Pascal made a gesture that shouted "what should we do?!"

Rapunzel : Stay caution, Pascal. I think that's the guy that mother talked about"

The boy sit in the stone near where Rapunzel are. He let a big sigh.

???? : *sniffs *sobs

He let out a cry. As soon as Rapunzel hears it she decided to go closer.

Rapunzel : Is he...crying?

???? : Please..." *sobs

Rapunzel went closer towards him. Her hand wanted to reach him but too scared. Pascal tried to warn Rapunzel to not go after the boy with his hands.

???? : *sniff Ugh, it's pointless anyway...

Suddenly Rapunzel felt a breeze of wind coming through. As if the wind is alive and move on it's own. The leaves are dancing and the wind...so calming.

Rapunzel : *whisper Woah

???? : Haha, oh wind. At last I had you beside me

The boy sniffs for the last time as he get up and proceed to take his leave.

???? : Ah I wanna see the lanterns tonight. They're really pretty don't you think? At first I have no idea why only once a year it happened but the first time I saw that...

He smiled, all those anger and burden have gone as he remembers the "lanterns".

???? : They're just really beautiful. But then I heard that it's for the missing princess and.. (continue speaking)

Whatever that is, deep down Rapunzel knew that what the boy meant are the floating lights. She saw the boy walked out from where he stood. Should she ask him for a help? or should she continue finding it by herself?Pascal shrugged his head as he disagree.

Rapunzel : Well what choice do I have?

Pascal tried to confront Rapunzel and still insist.

Rapunzel : Don't worry he can be our guide, ok? If he tried to do any harm to me or my hair..he will regret it

She take the frying pan that she brought from the tower and making a serious look. Pascal finally agrees. Rapunzel pull the leaves as she go out from the entrance.

Rapunzel : H-Hey!

The boy stopped right away as he heard someone called. He's looking at the source and it's a girl. He's so sure she called someone else so he continued his walk. But strange, he thought. What kind of a girl who'd play in the deep forest like this?

Rapunzel : W-wait, Please! I want to see the floating lights!

The boy quickly turn to her, she's just called him, she talked to him, she saw him?!

???? : Y-you can- YOU CAN SEE ME?!

Rapunzel : Look, I only had 3 days to go see it or I'll never had the chance anymore!

???? : But h-

Rapunzel : You will be my guide to go see it! Those "lanterns" you're talking about.

???? : Woah, woah, woah! You've been inside it from the whole time?!

Rapunzel : Uhh- it doesn't matter I don't have much time, okay! Let's just-

Rapunzel tried to think a way to convince him. While the boy is still in shock because Rapunzel is able see him.

???? : Oh my moon you're even talk to me- wait is that your hair?!

The boy looked so surprised to she Rapunzel's super long hair still goes along through the entrance cave. Suddenly, a frying pan almost landed on the boy's face.

Rapunzel : Move one step closer, and this will be the last time you see me. Ever..

The boy got terrified on the sudden change of Rapunzel.

???? : Yikes, sorry I asked. Looks like it's really precious huh?

Rapunzel : Don't play dumb to me, I knew it. You wanted to cut my hair and sell it, right?!

???? : W-wha- Why would I do that? Look, you're clearly heard my cry behind the leaves right? Do I heard like want to kidnap you and cut your hair?! No one can't even see me so WHY WOULD I??

Rapunzel take back her frying pan and had a deep thought.

Rapunzel : Let's make a deal.

???? : What?

Rapunzel : A deal. I'll tell you my reasons on why I can see you and for you, just like what I said before, take me to see the floating lights! You will be my guide

???? : Okay...deal

Rapunzel : Well then it's settled. Now show me the way mister..

???? : Jack. It's Jack Frost. And don't call me mister I'm basically around your age too..

Rapunzel : O-oh, okay...Jack

Jack : There you go. This way, blondie..

Finally, they both goes through the forest. Searching for the floating lights

THE END

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[obeymeluv]

Can you do a belphie fanfic where the mc has a anxiety/panic attack and just freaks out and can’t clam down so belphie using the pact to find them and since they can’t relax use the thing you talked abt in the kidnapping hc where he ends up forcing them to sleep in order to calm down

How dead am I, huh? (very)

School is absolutely killer. I’ve made it through the rough(er) spot--probably the roughest spot of the semester?--so I’m going to answer this and snoop around to figure out if I’ve got anything that needs updating. 

I may just do the baby post today, by George :o

ALSO, CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW I PLAYED RELIGIOUSLY FOR TWO WEEKS AND MADE IT TO THE NEXT LEVEL BECAUSE I GOT A ONE-STAR PASS?! WHY?! I WORKED SO HARD AND RAISED MY CARDS A BUTT-TON!

This probably won’t be very long, but anyways...

Belphegor wasn’t incredibly accustomed to the idea of panic. It’s hard to think back thousands of years, but he’s sure the only time he ever really felt it was when he saw Lilith plummeting somewhere out of reach.

No armor, no medic, no help, just helpless...

Wounded and maybe unconscious. Maybe she was dead before she finished falling. 

The memory is fuzzy. About as fuzzy as his eyes and focus feels now. There’s a sense of urgency in his chest, like he swallowed a little bird whole and it’s trying to find its way out. It’s pecking at the muscles in his chest; the panic twangs through him like a plucked string. It reverberates, a cascade of full-body tingles zapping his brain into alertness.

Not here, no, there! Go that way! Belphegor almost thinks he’s sleepwalking because there’s a disconnect between his brain and his body. Something that can’t process. Maybe he’s dreaming again and he’s subconscious seeking out a better napping spot. The youngest twin pushes open his eyes, a slice of blue violet and pink, and he realizes he’s in the foyer of the House of Lamentation.

Head outside! Keep going, keep going! the fluttering feeling starts to buzz in his chest, a pointed insistence demanding he walk outside. He knows he’s not dreaming now, and that he’s being directed to something. There’s something important in...whatever direction his feet are going. The crisp Devildom air never changes and never fails to wake him up when he goes for his rare walks. As he walks, he runs through the very small list of people who could pull on him like this.

Beelzebub would do it without thinking, and he never gives off such distress. Indigestion or upset stomach, maybe. Never panic. Belphegor has never known him to panic; in fact, Beelzebub has always been his rock, his protector. The other brothers would give off The Call, which could wake even him from a dead sleep.

So that left you, and the thought exhausted him. Or maybe pity felt just like exhaustion to this body. Under this sin he still wasn’t used to embodying. Being tugged on by a human would certainly explain the squirrelly, flitting sensation dancing throughout his chest. He confirmed the beseeching pull by wandering away from the general direction of the pulse.

It thrummed a little higher. A little stronger, like a silent plea. An urge to turn around, a compulsion to walk forward. Although the site of RAD caused a growl to bubble up in his throat, Belphegor fought the urge to shrink away. Instead, he allowed his demon form to take over, tail swishing angrily at the sight of the stupid school with stupid Diavolo’s name on it. 

He crossed the threshold of RAD and inhaled quietly. Deeply. Your scent was very faint, masked by the passage of times and countless demons who came and went for class. It didn’t help that the Conjuring and Conjugation class smelled like smoke, and that smell seemed baked into the walls. 

Where are you?  Belphegor’s brows furrowed as he tried to see past the white tips of his hair. The panic wasn’t as strong now...perhaps your adrenaline was starting to fade. He was always careful when using the bond; when using it you were very susceptible to getting sleepy or falling asleep. If he wasn’t there, who knows where you’d land or what trouble you’d get in?!

Let me in, let me see. Show me. Belphegor took a stuttering step as his vision darkened dramatically. He was looking through your eyes now. Humans didn’t have the eyesight of a demon but even he could make out a shelf above your head--wooden with an iron gilded edge. It was topped with too many shapes to discern; he stretched your arms to feel stone walls scrape under his fingertips.

There was enough space to turn around one, two, three times. Whatever was behind you had a finite end. Nothing bulky in the way, but a cluster of something that rattled and jangled in the adjacent corner. He had you walk forward until you bumped into old, hard wood of a door. Feel the door, check for a handle--there were no splinters but he could feel cracks under his fingernails.

No light or faint glow from corridor torches. You weren’t near any windows. 

The panic flared up all over again and it was strong enough to shake Belphie’s concentration. His heart cantered and he lost his grip on the connection. Human emotions could be so disgusting and yet, he was all too pleased to get the good ones from you. Ones that felt better than the warmest, coziest blanket.

There was the distinct feeling of a trapped animal ramming the sides of its cage. The fear of being closed in on and somewhere far too small. It was a feeling he knew all too well, being up in that attic as long as he was. The sensation of bruising his shoulders pulsed like the faint echoes of banging he was able to hear somewhere in the distance. Belphegor initiated the push again, forcing you to walk towards the door and put your hands on it.

Make noise, Belphegor demanded. You were shaking too much to do so. Your arms felt locked, and your brain felt too frazzled, too jumpy, to tell your arm and hand what to do. So he helped you, beating his fist on the wall as gently as he could. Humans were only so strong, but the dull noise was enough to make him take a right.

He stood before a wooden door that had been jammed shut by a wall torch. No doubt by some gutless demons playing a joke on the exchange student. Your newness had likely charmed too many and spurned a few. Surely upset some who used to wear the crown of popularity. Belphegor choked down the angry noises, the rage that burned blinding white-hot in his veins, and ripped the torch out with enough force to take half the wrought-iron lock.

You came spilling out with babbling sobs and gasping breaths that made his chest burn. He sort of felt like throwing up. His tail swished angrily at your situation and the unpleasant idea of you emptying your stomach on his hoodie. Careful not to grab your cheeks with his long nails, afraid you’d accidentally cut yourself on them as you tried to bury your face against them, Belphegor held your face in his palms.

Squished that cute, dumb human face of yours. He bent down until you were forehead-to-forehead, issuing a quiet demon coo that roughly translated to comfort. A wish for calm. Key emotions in the demon language would translate in the human subconscious, they’d come to learn, and that effect was enhanced when pulling on the bond. It helped a little bit but to save your shaking and the nauseating feeling brewing in your stomach, he burrowed into the bond and sent a wash of sleepiness over you.

It was a command, really. It didn’t technically count as charming you, so Lucifer could suck it. It was just a...very potent side effect of the bond that he happened to use for a good reason. You slumped awkwardly against him, going limp as a doll, and Belphie underestimated how graceless that made you.

How heavy, too! You were BEYOND easy to hold and handle by demon standards, but humans were awkward to hold when they weren’t positioned right. He pinned you between the wall and one shoulder as he texted Beel, wondering if gravity could put you in a piggy-back position. So far your chin was on his shoulder...that was about it. He debated moving into a slow crouch but was worried you’d tumble straight over his shoulder or flop out of his reach (to the left or the right).

He tried slowly wrapping his arms around you, putting your arms on his neck, but your legs wouldn’t stay on his waist. Belphegor got the bright idea to wrap his tail around your legs once he secured them in place, but now your head was lolling in a way that humans’ bodies probably shouldn’t.

This position wasn’t good, either, and it made him feel very tangled. Just when he was considering stuffing you under one arm and toting you like his pillow, Beel shuffled around the corner with a bit of training equipment and a cooked Devilbird leg that he’d nicked from the cafeteria prep. By the smile on his face, he’d done it without getting caught, too.

Beel’s eyes glittered with interest as he looked at his little brother and the human. There was surely a story here, but if Belphie wanted to share it, he would. The bit of training equipment was very similar to a human world baby-carrier, something they used to practice training under added weight. He shouldered it on and tried to stabilize you as best he could, reaching blindly over his shoulder to hold you as Belphie buckled you in.

The twins started back towards the House of Lamentation, Belphie lagging behind not only because he was tired, but to keep an eye on you. “You think they’d wake up for food?” Beel turned to look at him. Your feet swung out and your head rolled a little. Belphie flicked him in the back of the calf with his tail and turned him forward gently.   

“Maybe,” Belphie laughed. “But I owe you for bringing the sling, so let’s grab a bite at AkuDonald’s.” he offered. Beel agreed, humming with excitement. After Beel ate his fill, they went back to the House of Lamentation. You slept the whole way, but Belphie wasn’t surprised. His sleepy aura was always potent; the brothers hadn’t pinned down the average nap time for you yet.

All he knew is that you’d wake up with him, safe and sound, like you always did.

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Hope you liked it :)      

[yikesharringrove]

how do u feel abt doing smth like a modern au where billy is like , all this punk rock and teen angst and leather nd jean jackets kinda of thing and steve is the exact opposite of him with fluffy skirts and soft polos nd just really soft and they two have seen eachother but dont actually talk to one another until they have a school project and they just. fall in love overtime? basically , femme steve + punk rock billy falling in love.

(pt. 2) also!! happy 21st birthday 💓💕💗💖💕

The university had a strict core curriculum, meaning that Steve was ten minutes late for his Philosophy of the Modern Era class.

He couldn’t find the room, was wandering around in this basement with his schedule written on the back of his hand. He was peering at room numbers and muttering to himself 067 067 067.

“You looking for that philosophy class?” Steve turned around at the voice.

The guy was stomping down the hallway in big leather boots. His jeans were ripped and shredded, and he was wearing a black t-shirt with pink font reading Dog Park Dissidents. His denim jacket was covered in pins and patches and sharpie drawings. He had Silence = Death written on one of the pockets, Being nice IS punk rock was scrawled down one arm.

“Yeah, that modern era one?” The guy smiled and nodded, reaching forward to shake Steve’s hand. His eyes were a startling blue, lined with a thin smudge on black. His hair was wild and curly, shaved on each side into this beachy looking mohawk. He had his nose and his eyebrow pierced, along with several in his ears.

“Billy Hargrove.”

“Steve Harrington.” Steve could feel the tips of his ears go red as Billy looked him up and down. He was wearing something cute for the first day of class, a chunky white cardigan over a soft pink peasant dress. He had gotten up early to do his makeup well, and was late to class anyway because this stupid building was a fucking maze.

They set off down the hall together, looking at each door they passed by.

“Oh shit. Pretty Boy, I think I got it.” Steve flushed slightly at being called pretty, still not used to being able to dress like this in public. Billy wrenched open the door, and stomped in, not a care in the world for being twenty minutes late.

The professor raised his eyebrow.

“And what were you two doing out in the hall?”

“I’m sorry, we couldn’t find the room.” Steve’s cheeks were hot as he was standing at the front of the class.

“That’s okay. you have missed class introductions, to please say your names, pronouns and majors.”

“Billy Hargrove, he/him, double majoring in literature and social work.”

“Steve Harrington, he/they. I’m also a double major in education and early childhood development.” The professor made a note on his role sheet.

“Thank you, you may sit down.” Steve went for the back of the room, flopping into the first empty seat he could find, ducking his head as he quietly got his laptop out. Billy had stomped into the seat next to him, had gotten out a notebook and proceeded to doodle in it for the rest of class.

He sat next to Billy every Monday Wednesday and Friday from 9:20-10:35 and and outside of their ten minute search for the classroom, they had yet to say anything to one another.

It certainly didn’t help that Steve was harboring a little crush on the guy. He would watch him in class, the way he would doodle little sunflowers in the margins of his notes, smiling softly at them.

“So, for the rest of the semester you will be working in pairs. I want you to go through the readings we have completely and work together with the philosophers we have discussed to create your own system for the modern era. How do you believe society exists now?” Billy turned to Steve, grinning at him.

“You wanna be my partner?” Steve gave a sheepish smile, his heart racing.

“I, um. Yes. Yeah, I’ll be your partner.” Steve dug his phone out of the tight pocket of his skirt, trading with Billy. He put his number under Steve Harrington - Modern Era Philosphy.

“You wanna get coffee after class, start working through our beliefs?”

“Um, sure. I don’t have class until, like, 3:30 today.” Billy grinned again and fucking winked at Steve. He needed to calm the fuck down.

“So basically, a lot of my beliefs are based on the punk message.” Billy was sipping at his black coffee, had laughed and said should’ve fucking known when Steve ordered a large mocha with extra chocolate syrup, and whipped cream. “I’m a very live and let live person, but I believe everyone should live and let live. If someone is trying to dictate how others should exist, they’re fucking garbage.”

“Okay, I actually really agree with that.”

“That’s because you’re punk rock.” Steve laughed, but Billy’s eyes were serious. “No seriously, there’s nothing more punk rock than being unapologetically yourself.”

“When did you get into punk philosophy?”

“When I was in high school. My dad was a real prick, and I was angry, and a lot of punk is loud and pissed off and it helped, but then I started going to shows, and talking to people, and it’s not what you’d expect. Everyone at a show is like a weird family for a night. If someone comes in and tries to fuck with someone, the family deals. I can’t tell you how many fights I saw that broke out because someone was perving on a girl, and these other guys started protecting her. And that only grew as I started getting into queercore.”

Steve was listening to Billy, eyes wide as he described stories from shows, how he had jumped in on fights to defend the family, how he would walk girls home or to their cars parked a ways down the street, how he knew everyone would do the same for him.

“God, I wish I had a community like that. I didn’t really have anyone growing up. You know, token queer in a small town kinda vibe.” Billy smiled at him sympathetically.

“That why you came out to San Fransisco?”

“Oh yeah. Wanted to come somewhere where, this, didn’t matter.” He gestured to himself. “I just don’t get why it bothers people. I just do it because it makes me happy. I don’t know why it concerns anyone else.” Billy was nodding vigorously.

“Exactly. That’s the whole truth about being queer. People hate you for something that has nothing to do with them. It’s completely wack. Like if I’m with someone in whatever capacity, we’re both consenting adults. It literally doesn’t matter.”

“Do you think we could expand upon this enough for our project? Talk about how we feel the world should just stop caring about what other people do if it has nothing to do with them.” Billy grinned.

“I think we could make something happen.”

They began getting coffee after each class, taking through their project, finding resources to back up the ideas they had discussed. The more time they spent together, the more Steve liked Billy, liked how sweet he was, how positive. They talked about having terrible parents, how Billy’s dad had kicked him out at sixteen for being gay, how he had lived with friends, saving up to get himself through college. They talked about how Steve’s dad had found his stash of makeup and threw it all away, making sure it was ruined and broken. How disappointed his father was that he was studying to become a teacher.

There was one Friday they had met up and stayed all day in the coffee shop stayed until the 5 pm closing.

“You wanna come over? I have a single room. We can keep working.” Billy grinned at Steve like he always did, showing off all his white teeth. So they walked side by side to Steve’s room.

Steve kept his room neat, a habit left over from overbearing parents who would shame him into cleaning his room.

Steve’s room was exactly how Billy imagined.

He had soft white lights, a full length mirror on one wall. His bed was covered in pillows, duvets, and even a few stuffed animals. The wall above the bed was covered in pictures of Steve back home, several with a group of younger kids, and a lot with a blonde girl.

“This your girlfriend?” Steve snorted.

“No, that’s Robin. She and I are just really close friends.”

“What’s with the kids?” Steve blushed.

“I babysat all through high school, and those kids kinda adopted me as their pseudo parent. It was a lot of driving them all over town.”

“That’s cute. That why you wanna teach?”

“Yeah, I’m good with kids.” Steve had plopped himself on the made bed. He watched as Billy took off his heavy boots, placing them neatly by the door before stepping onto Steve’s plush grey rug. His socks were thick wool and had little cartoon dogs on them. Steve was in love.

Billy sat with Steve on the bed. He was taking a closer look at the photos.

“I could see that for you. You’re a caring type.” Steve looked down as his feet, could feel his face getting hot.

“Why did you pick social work?”

“When I was a kid, CPS would be called to our place like, once every few months. My dad was a real good schmoozer, so I would always just be left with him. I wanna be able to help kids get out of bad situations.”

“God, and you call me a caring type. You’re gonna save the world.” Billy laughed.

“The children are the future. I’ll save ‘em, you teach ‘em.” When Steve looked up, Billy was leaning closer into Steve’s space. He had a soft smile on his face. His eyes were bright and beautiful and so fucking blue. “Can I kiss you?”

“Can you, what?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Why?” Billy still hadn’t leaned back.

“‘Cause I have a big dumb crush on you, and I think you have one on me.” Steve’s face was pink.

“I, uh, yeah. Go, go for it.” Billy laughed, taking Steve’s face in both hands. He leaned in, just gently pressing their lips together.

“So, was I right?”

“Yes. Very much so.” Billy laughed again, loud and sweet, pressing another kiss to Steve’s lips.

“You wanna go on a date? A real one? Not just us getting coffee and pretending we both weren’t totally into each other.” Steve snorted again.

“Yeah, I would really like that.”

[yanderecandystore]

dude sheepy do u know abt corpse party? if theres rumors abt the delinquent school being haunted, imagine smth kind of like that in that school, but like with less gore. maybe even a ghost love interest. maybe!!! the reader is one of jacks goons and!! love triangle?? i gotta go

Let me throw in not only one, but two new characters in the mix because I'm a masochist.

Jack my boy, I'm sorry, but you have some competition. Also no, Bucky isn't one of the "official characters" (as in, there won't be any requests available for him).

🍭꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍰꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖🍭

Hidden, forgotten, and starving [Yandere!Delinquent x Goon!Reader x Yandere!Ghost boy x (Fuck, another possible Yandere!oc??)]:

(Non-binary reader btw)

You know, when your leader said something along the lines of "Meet me up in 9 p.m", you thought it was going to be something fun. Maybe you and the gang would be able to hangout without having to be on school grounds, or on a dark nasty alley.

But, nah, that was only wishful thinking.

Jack's type of fun is a little different from the normal person's type of fun. Is surprisingly really violent for someone who's is kinda small, and has such a pretty face.

Not, that you have noticed or anything.

Hell, one of these days he said he would burn a whole corporation and drag some rich family's name into the mud for, pissing him off? You guess?? He was ranting, so none of you actually payed attention.

Again, he may be a little short, but that anger in his soul is something no human can comprehend. Where were you? Oh yeah, he didn't call the gang to play some games and have fun, he had called y'all to beat the shit out of some other gang….

On school grounds…..

At night.

"- …. You know this isn't a good idea, right?"

You asked him if he was sure, but he didn't say anything. He was focused on only one goal.

Entering inside the school isn't really hard. If anything, is pretty easy, jump the horribly placed iron fence. Ya done. Welcome to Saint Bernard's School for Little Prodigies! Where everything sucks, and everyone is insane!

"- It isn't so bad! There are a lot of cool things hidden in this place… There are so many legends that graduated from this school!" Your fellow gang member and also local himbo sweetheart, Bucky, (is actually Benedict, but he doesn't really like that name), said it.

"- I don't think so…" You said honestly. You don't really think you, Bucky, Jack and the others are going to find anything special except dust and old shit. The only thing that will spice this night is this gang meet up or whatever.

"- Come on, it will be fun! We can search the school and find all type of old stuff!" You look at how excited he is, and although you love him dearly, you can't help but still have difficulty to enjoy this whole situation.

"- Bucky….. it's old stuff."

"- I know right! Can you go with me [Y/N]-"

"- Oh my God- Shut up!" Jack yelled. He was getting impatient with your whole conversation. He had only came here to show some girl gang that this school doesn't have any space for them. Not to see…. You and that imbecile talking about stupid shit.

When he yelled he did seem to mention it more towards Bucky than you. It's not that he doesn't like him, it's just that he-

"- [Y/N], come here!" Jack yelled again, calling you to get closer.

You go towards him, as he asks you to look around and see if you can see anyone. But no one seems to be near the school grounds, and you can't see any motorcycle girl's gang anywhere.

"- Why exactly are we going to fight them again?" You ask, tired more than usual of Jack's odd behavior. Or well, usual behavior.

"- …." Silence. He doesn't answer you, but his expressions changes a little. Fuck, why can't you just follow his lead without questioning everything.

…

No, he shouldn't have thought that, ever. Y'all are your own people, you don't need to hear him, he prefers when you guys decide for yourselves. Well mostly the other ones, when it comes to you, he has a hard time acknowledging how he doesn't like how you head in into danger without hearing him.

He never stops to actually think about this stuff, maybe today he just….. feel a little more on edge than usual.

After seeing that neither you or the rest will just drop the question, he answered.

"- …. Sigh. The leader of the other gang wants to be the new Little Miss Red." He said unbothered, while everyone had an extreme reaction, you were left wondering who the fuck was Little Miss Red.

Sounds like a anime villain, or something like that.

"- [Y/N]!! Y-you don't w-who Little, L-little-"

Bucky was trying to ask you so hard, but he couldn't stop stuttering with excitement and fear. Jack is having none of his dumb attitude today.

"- Speak up. Little Miss Red." He said, harshly. What is wrong with him today?

"- S-sorry Jack. Little Miss Red was the first student to form a gang and dominate the entire school!" He is excited to tell you everything he knows. He may be a little troublemaker, but is mostly because he really admires Lil Red and her story (even if most was left far away from public sight).

"- Oh, really?" You're not gonna lie, you wished you were sleeping at home. You wished you heard about this chick on another day. You can't be bothered right now. So what? Some girl wants to be the new Red? What do you have to do with it?

"- She wants to dominate the school, dumbass." Another one of your group said. Fuck that guy, you can't even remember his name, you're really tired.

"- If not the whole entire neighborhood around the school." Said Jack.

"- Well, I'm pretty sure they aren't coming, how about we just go home then-"

A loud noise came from inside the school. You guys could see a little bit of light coming from outside the windows.

"- Are they inside?" You ask.

"- We were supposed to meet outside." Jack responded.

….

Silence.

And then, of course, since you guys really needed an encouragement to get inside that hell place, all of you heard a disturbing, inhuman scream. And after that, a female voice calling for help.

"- …. We, are going in, or…?"

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Like, this is a really, really dumb idea. Normally when someone hears a terrible noise and then a call for help, it only ends up being a terrible sign.

"- Going towards the monster, nice plan." You said sarcastically. It's not that you're afraid of monsters….. You just don't want to meet one, in person.

"- Monsters aren't real." Jack said.

"- … But if you really are scared, then come here."

"- Sure."

You walked closer to Jack, that was leading the way towards the corridors. His phone's flashlight being extremely useful.

Something is bugging his mind ever since you all entered school grounds. He feels like Bucky is getting a little too friendly with you, and although he shouldn't be mad about something so stupid, he can't stop thinking about this.

He needs to concentrate, but he can't stop worrying about Bucky losing his guard and you-

"- Hey, I think we should separate."

...

"- … What?"

He is being a dumbass.

"- Why though? What if we can't find each other?"

He only wants to ask you a simple question, but is such a stupid question. He needs everyone to go away so you two can talk.

"- Let's divide into two groups, I'll go with [Y/N], y'all can go upstairs and check it out."

"- But that's not even equally divided-"

"- I said, go upstairs-"

…

Again.

Another scream. That same female voice, it sounds so close, coming from the other hall.

But then another one, a male voice coming from…. Everywhere.

He sounds desperate, he says that someone should get him out.

"- Hello? Who's there?" Bucky asked.

"- You know, you shouldn't ask ghosts questions, they can start fucking stuff up man." One of the other members said.

"- Oh, but they sound in pain, shouldn't we help-"

"- Please… I don't want to stay here…" The male voice said. His voice is starting to crack, he is crying.

His voice is coming from somewhere really close.

"- Argh!" You all turned your backs to see a girl in leather jacket trying to crawl. She finally notice that she wasn't alone.

"- Help!-" Hands covered her mouth, her face, her arms, it started dragging her backwards.

You guys were going to follow her, when again.

"- Please, open this door…." You heard him, he was in agony. You couldn't leave him alone.

Jack and the others were following the girl, while you kept walking down the hallway. Following the voice.

You felt like you needed to help him. Desperately. He was going to die if you didn't. To you it felt like ages as you walked slowly to the janitor's closet.

Walking silently, trying to hear his pleads. He got louder and louder the more you came closer to his prison.

You found the janitor's closet. The door was shaking with the pounds of the boy.

"- GET ME OUT GET ME OUT GET ME OUT GET ME OUT GET ME OUT-"

You opened the door. It wasn't locked. It hadn't been locked since a long time.

You finally woke up from, whatever the hell happened to you just now. But you don't think you're a 100% fine, tho.

You can only hear a deafening silence. There is no one here. There is nothing here except for old paper on the ground.

You walked in, slowly, afraid that if you took a bad step you would suddenly fuck something up.

You kneeled down, looking at the documents in the ground. You, suddenly feel a little too eager to read them.

Maybe you're just feeling really curious.

There are old newspapers, all saying something about Saint Bernard's School for Little Prodigies. Some saying something about Little Miss Red, others about the school bad conditions and somehow involvement into the Amaryllis Academy's school foundation.

You found a couple of notes cut into pieces, some are not easy to read. Others are really simple and, although you would normally find really boring to read this kind of stuff, you have a odd feeling reading them.

It's two friends talking over paper messages. They seem to be in class and can't let the teacher know they're not paying attention. They talk about meeting after school, and having plans on a Saturday. It doesn't have a exact date on the paper, but you can see the paper is pretty old and dirty.

It sounds like a normal friendship. One of them even said:" I have something really important to tell you, but I can't really tell you in person since I'm really shy about this stuff. I'll tell you this Saturday, I promise."

You found old photos of students on the ground. Most are market with a red marker. Crosses all over their faces. But the are only two that you can see the face of.

A chubby black girl, big curly hair, wearing glasses. She is looking really awkward in this picture, as if she didn't want to take it. She is wearing the same blue jacket you're using right now.

The other one, however.

Is the same chubby black girl. Her hair has red streaks on it, and she isn't wearing the blue jacket, but rather a red vest, with fishnets under going from her shoulder, to her hands. You almost thought they weren't the same person, one looks shy and awkward, but somehow really sweet, the other one is straight up giving whoever was the cameraman the middle finger. Her faces says how done she is with everyone's bullshit.

You like this girl. You guess this is the girl you heard about.

And the last thing you found. Was a cut article about, some student that was found dead out of nowhere on this school.

His body was inside this closet.

You didn't notice, but time suddenly stopped when you enter in the janitor's closet. It didn't stop literally, but you didn't felt like it was running normally.

On a moment you were seeing a girl being dragged by some hands, and now your reading some old creepy stuff.

Which reminded you-

"- [Y/N]! Where are you?" Jack asked, his voice was somewhere distant.

"- Wait, guys I'm here!"

You get up as fast as you can, but it didn't matter.

As soon as you return to reality after reading about your cursed school, you felt the sudden realization that they didn't see you going the other way. Hell, you didn't even help that girl that was being fucking dragged!

Before you can escape this terrible place, the door closes.

And it locks itself.

"- No, no, no, no, no, guys! Come on, I'm here, you idiots!"

You bang the door and scream as loud as you can. No one can hear you.

"- Goddammit."

You start packing, thinking they might leave you here if you don't do something. But before you can think of a way out, the realization of you not being the only one inside there, hits you really hard.

"- …. He-help!" You heard it. That same male voice from before. Closer than ever. He sounds like he is right behind you.

Yet his voice sounds hoarse. Timid, yet cold.

You turn around to look at your company, you see a student, just like you, curled up into a ball, holding his stomach. He is murmuring nonsense….

You try to get closer.

Hey, maybe he is lost…?

You can see he is a latino boy with long hair, tied as a low ponytail. He is shaking uncontrollably.

"- I'm- I'm so hungry. Please, let me go."

He managed to say out loud.

"- Hey, are you alright? I can help you, we just need to get out of this closet, I can buy you something, okay?"

What happened to this poor guy? He seems traumatized.

"- Pl-please!"

He stutters again. You came closer, putting your hand on his shoulder.

"- I'm going to help you, okay?"

You say.

He stopped shaking. He stopped talking. He stopped hyperventilating. He stopped breathing.

He is extremely cold.

Before you can react, you're pinned to the ground. The ghost boy on top of you, salivating like a mad man.

"- Hey! Get off!" You don't want to believe this guy is dead. Ghosts aren't real. Monsters aren't real, right??

He is breathing even faster than before. Like there isn't enough air on his lungs.

Believe it or not, he truly doesn't want to do this.

"- ….. I'm sorry." He apologized before biting your neck.

"- What?-Aaaaargh!-"

For a ghost guy, he does feel really real! It hurts a lot!! What is he a vampire or a ghost?

You're bleeding. He isn't trying to suck your blood, he is trying to tear your skin.

You can hear his stomach growling.

And you can also hear Jack searching for you. You manage to free yourself from the ghosts grip and move yourself away for a bit.

"- Jack? JACK! Help!- Argh, fuck! Get off!"

Only to have him try to tear your arm away. He isn't doing a good job at this though.

"- I'm sorry. I-I'm really sorry!" You look and see him crying.

"- Well, then let me-"

A unholy screech comes from you. He broke your arm, at first he didn't seem so strong, but after feeling him digging his fingers into your arm and rotating it, you can tell he really is trying to tear your arm away.

He could have done this quicker. But he didn't want to do this to begin with! He swears, he doesn't like doing this…

For your luck, your scream is heard. You can see the door shaking and hear Jack screaming for you on the other side.

Ghost boy got distracted by it. Usually, there isn't anyone at night. Actually, he is the whole reason there isn't any night classes.

Too many students and staff members suddenly going missing at night time.

It's good to meet new people. He used to think so. He misses having company.

He misses not endlessly consuming people to satisfy an endless hunger.

"- Jack!" You took advantage of the boy's distraction, and decided to get away from him. You kicked him, but your foot passed right through him.

You still managed to get away and reach the door. You looked back, thinking he was chasing you.

He wasn't. He didn't want to. He could, but he really didn't want to.

He only said his goodbye towards you, still apologizing for what happened.

You were too surprised by the boy's action, that you collided with Jack when he opened the door.

"- Ouch- Really? You missed me this much [Y/N]?"

You can't respond. You're hyperventilating like you just runned a marathon.

"- Hey, are you alright? I heard you screaming, are you hurt?"

You remember your arm was broken, and that's when you realize, it's really painful. Yet you can't really find the right words right now.

"- [Y/N]?!"

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Jack brought you home after the whole incident happened. Turns out the girl that was getting dragged was actually the leader of the gang you were supposed to fight off.

Janette, the girl's name, was "playing a little prank on everyone", cause you know, that's really funny when everyone is scared as hell.

The fight was still going to happen, but Jack couldn't care less about that or her, he only wanted take care of your broken arm. Janette didn't really complain, she didn't understand how the hell you managed to get your arm broken, but she didn't want to fight anyone that was already in disadvantage.

Although being someone that wanted to pick a fight with all of you, Janette helped you out with your broken arm and bleeding caused by the ghost boy.

She is apparently really talented when it comes to dealing with this stuff, you can tell she has been through a lot, looking at her scarred face.

She is really pretty for someone so build. Damn, that actually makes her more pretty though.

Oh, and about the ghost. No one fucking believes you. They all think you either were hallucinating or just "saw things because you were scared".

You tried to explain how you got hurt, but when you mentioned a ghost, absolutely no one understood what you were talking about.

Anyway, you had a long night. You need some rest. In the morning you'll explain what happened to everyone.

Even if you yourself can't tell what really went down while you were at school.

Your mind keeps re-telling you what the ghost had told you before you left.

"- I'm sorry. I was really hungry."

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inosuke x fem!reader | proper outfit

inosuke hashibira x reader

female reader

Inosuke shows his friends a girl that used to take care of him before he met them.

warning : a spoiler abt Inosuke’s childhood but it’s in like one line only and there is no detail since a bitch is anime only and actually doesn’t know much abt it herself

Inosuke, Tanjiro and Zenitsu had won a battle against demons. However, they had some scratches, and it was still the night. ‘’We can’t go to the Butterfly Estate for a few scratches...’’ Tanjiro said. ‘’Are you kidding ? We have blood all over our bodies !’’ Zenitsu replied. ‘’You two, I know somewhere we could go. We won’t have to call the insect girl again we can just go there. They know me.’’ They didn’t know much what he was talking about, but they followed him, anyway.

Inosuke actually knocked. There was an isolated house, and all the lights inside showed that there was someone in there. A little girl opened the door, and gasped. ‘’Inosuke ! (Y/N) is going to be happy to see you !’’ She said, excited. She ran into the house. ‘’(Y/N) ! INOSUKE’S BACK !’’ But the boar boy didn’t follow her, as Zenitsu and Tanjiro remained silent, waiting.

That’s when a girl arrived. Immediately, the two boys saw Inosuke’s body language change. ‘’He has a crush.’’ Zenitsu whispered, making Tanjiro snort. But then, the girl walked out of her house, and Zenitsu jumped ; he could understand why his friend actually had a crush on her.

But she actually hit the boy’s face, his mask falling in the process. ‘’ARE YOU SERIOUSLY SHOWING UP AFTER 6 MONTHS ?!’’ Inosuke took his boar head from the ground, and groaned. ‘’YOUR SISTER SAID YOU WOULD BE HAPPY TO SEE ME !’’ (Y/N) was about to say something back, but she noticed the two boys. ‘’... You got friends ?’’ She asked, still looking at them. Inosuke nodded. ‘’We have missions together but when we’re hurt we go to the Butterfly Estate.’’ Tanjiro said.

The two boys introduced themselves, and bowed. ‘’That’s why I couldn’t see you !’’ Inosuke said, his eyebrows furrowed. ‘’But we’re hurt so we need somewhere to go.’’ He continued. (Y/N) slowly nodded, and told them to come in. ‘’I’ll cook you something. You’re lucky we always have some food in case you show up.’’ The girl said, going in another room.

‘’She’s yelling at you but she missed you.’’ The little girl from earlier said, when she saw Inosuke sit down. ‘’I know. But she was training anyway, right ?’’ He sounded calm. And that was very weird for his friends to hear. The little girl nodded, smiling. ‘’Grandma is outside today. It’s only (Y/N) who’s taking care of us.’’ Tanjiro frowned. ‘’Outside ? That late ?’’ The girl nodded, but seeing his confused expression, Inosuke explained. ‘’She used to be a pillar. She’s training (Y/N).’’ That was another proof for Zenitsu that the boar had a crush on the girl ; he remembered her name.

‘’Suni, go run a bath for them.’’ The little girl stood up and ran to execute her order. The oldest looked at Inosuke for a moment -the food was being cooked. ‘’You didn’t wash your hair like I told you to.’’ The boy jumped. ‘’How can you tell ?! Do you know how difficult it is to find those flowers ?!’’ She rolled her eyes. ‘’I can tell, that’s just it. Zenitsu’s hair looks soft, he surely uses the same as those you’re supposed to use.’’ Oh, the mention of his name made Zenitsu all happy.

Some minutes later, while (Y/N) was still cooking, two little girls -Suni included- came to the boys. ‘’Your bath is ready ! But we had to find some old clothes for you.’’ She said. They nodded and followed her, the younger girl following all of them behind. Tanjiro had thought that the bath was just a tiny source of water they would have to share -but it was actually a whole jacuzzi-looking thing they could all enjoy until dinner was ready.

Dipping into the water, Tanjiro and Zenitsu decided to finally question Inosuke about this place. ‘’Before I became a hunter I met (Y/N). One day I cut myself so she brought me home with her. It’s actually a place where orphans are getting fostered. Demons are eating their parents, thus a former pillar takes them home with her. But (Y/N) actually really is her granddaughter.’’

Zenitsu interrupted the story by saying the girl was cute. Inosuke only threw water at him and told him not to try to marry her. ‘’Continue your story, Inosuke !’’ Tanjiro encouraged him, smiling. ‘’Her grandma healed me, and throughout time I always went there when I was hurt. But (Y/N) was getting more and more powerful, since she’s trained to be a pillar, and she was often the one taking care of me. Her little foster siblings like me too. I used to always go there even after I’ve become a hunter, but since I met you I’ve been going to the Butterfly Estate with you.’’

They knew that Inosuke had been a bit raised by a grandpa and his grandson -but they didn’t know that when he became older, he actually found another family to take care of him. After their bath, they directly went back to the dining room ; actually, the children had already eaten, so it was more comfortable for them. Inosuke pushed Zenitsu, who was about to seat. ‘’I’m the one eating next to her !’’ He shouted, referring to (Y/N).

She actually didn’t say anything, until she suddenly grabbed Inosuke’s plate. ‘’Uh ?! What are you doing ?!’’ She furrowed her eyebrows. ‘’If you want to eat with your hands, you chose the wrong house.’’ She said, calmly. Inosuke groaned. ‘’Use your chopsticks or you don’t get to eat.’’ He nodded, quite angry, but did as she said anyway, making Zinetsu and Tanjiro impressed.

During dinner, the two boys talked with (Y/N), and actually got along with her. That didn’t go unnoticed, since Inosuke got jealous and rest his cheek against the girl’s shoulder, who acted like that was normal. Suddenly, she asked : ‘’Is your demon eating something ?’’ Tanjiro jumped. ‘’Yeah. I know. You thought you could bring a demon to a pillar’s house without her noticing it ?’’ (Y/N) asked, still with an unemotional face.

‘’You’re not a pillar yet, old woman.’’ Inosuke muttered. She arched an eyebrow. ‘’I’m 2 years older than you.’’ They started to fight, but Inosuke lost quite rapidly since he still had some wounds -even if the two little girls from earlier had left some bandages and everything they needed when they ran their bath, it was quite easy to take care of.

However, the three boys’ birds arrived, all yelling. ‘’Tomorrow, meeting with the pillars ! Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke are asked to go meet the pillars with the demon Nezuko !’’ (Y/N) smiled. ‘’Nezuko ? That’s a cute name.’’ That made Tanjiro mirror her action, and of course Inosuke groaned and wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist, pulling her against him and hugging her tightly, staring at the boy.

‘’Here is your room. Tomorrow I’ll wake you up for your meeting. Do you want to take a bath in the morning, though ?’’ They nodded, and the girl wished them a goodnight. When she left the room, Zenitsu started to laugh. ‘’Inosuke ! You soooo have a crush on her ! That’s so funny !’’ The boy immediately enraged, throwing his pillow at the blonde. ‘’Shut up ! She’s been taking care of me ! If you try to ask her to marry you, I’ll kill you !’’

‘’INOSUKE SHUT THE FUCK UP !’’ They heard her yell, from another room. They also heard some laughter coming from the youngest children, but they brushed it off. The boar groaned and turned in his bed, after taking back his pillow. ‘’See ? I’m being yelled at because of you, you dumb fucking crybaby.’’ That said, he didn’t pronounce any other word and actually feel asleep.

The next morning, the girl woke them up, jumping on Inosuke’s bed to do so. He actually didn’t complain ; that was surely something they used to do when he was often there. ‘’Nezuko actually woke up during the night. But I told her her name so she didn’t do anything, she only went back to her box. I said you were sleeping.’’ She said, looking at Tanjiro. He thanked her, and Inosuke hugged her to show him that she was his, again.

After their bath, once again, they went to eat. This time, at least 6 children were with them, all of them being younger than (Y/N). ‘’Your chopsticks ! Stop eating like a pig !’’ She yelled at the brunette. ‘’UH ?! DON’T SAY I’M A PIG !’’ He yelled back, taking the most of her food he could take and stuffed it in his mouth. ‘’DISGUSTING !’’ She shouted, looking at him.

‘’Don’t do that, uh ?!’’ She warned the kids. They nodded and ate correctly. ‘’I’m sure you didn’t even try to read anything.’’ She commented, after throwing chopsticks at Inosuke’s face. He actually used them. ‘’We’re trying to make him learn. It’s still difficult.’’ Tanjiro said, and (Y/N) nodded. ‘’Why don’t you yell at him ?!’’ Inosuke groaned. ‘’Because he’s not disgusting.’’ She simply replied ; and that actually made herself laugh.

When it was time to go, however, she grabbed Inosuke’s arm. ‘’You’re going to meet the pillars in that outfit ?’’ The girl asked, Inosuke being half-naked and wearing his boar head, as usual. ‘’Why wouldn’t I ?’’, ‘’The pillars, Inosuke ! Dress properly !’’ That said, she went to another room and came back with a hunter uniform she threw at his face. ‘’Come back with that on. And without that head.’’

He groaned, but he actually executed her orders. When he walked in, she immediately smiled, and touched his chest, now that it was covered. ‘’You look so good in that ! You should wear it often.’’ She commented, while taking off some dirt from his uniform. ‘’You’re not done yet, though.’’ Inosuke arched an eyebrow, even though he was blushing furiously that she had touched his chest. Actually, she took off her haori, leaving her in her own uniform only, and put it on Inosuke.

‘’But that’s your pillar haori...’’ He said, that little face he does whenever he feels giddy. ‘’I know. And they know that next year I’ll join them. Maybe they’ll recognize it.’’ Still, Inosuke shook his head. ‘’But it’s not something you’re supposed to let people borrow !’’ But she didn’t care. ‘’So what ? I can’t let you walk there without a proper outfit. And look how handsome you are !’’ She commented, a smile on her face, playing with his hair.

‘’Inosuke Hashibira. You’re a very good looking boy.’’ A voice was heard ; it was the grandma. ‘’Kids ! The boys are going back home !’’ (Y/N) said, suddenly taking a step backward when she caught her grandma -she didn’t want her to see her that close to the boy. Immediately, all the kids from the morning came to hug all of them -and Suni especially took a liking in Zenitsu.

Grandma walked in the house and they ran to her instead, following her in the living room after she bowed at the boys. ‘’You. I want my haori back. I have your pig head in hostage.’’ (Y/N) said, looking at Inosuke. He nodded. But the girl took a serious tone. ‘’I don’t want you to not give any news for 6 months ever again.’’ He actually snorted.

‘’You thought I was dead ?’’ He mocked, a cocky smile on his face. She turned her head to the side, tsking in the process. Inosuke laughed hysterically. ‘’Like I would die before you !’’, ‘’Shut up ! If you don’t come back I burn that fucking mask.’’ He laughed, which made her pout. Tanjiro had forced Zenitsu to go outside not to interrupt them ; it was obvious they were close friends and needed some intimacy.

Noticing her pouting, Inosuke suddenly hugged the girl, without even controlling his actions himself. ‘’For once you don’t smell disgusting.’’ She commented, as to act like she wasn’t flustered. She was used of him hugging her tightly because he was jealous, but not a genuine hug, with him pressing her face against his chest. ‘’I’ll come back, okay ? I’m sorry I was gone.’’

But (Y/N) acted like she didn’t hear it. ‘’In front of the pillars, you eat with chopsticks, you don’t say the f word-‘’ he cut her off. ‘’And I bow and show some respect. I know. I listen to you, you know.’’ She gave him a toothy smile, looking at him. ‘’You don’t embarrass me wearing my haori. And I want it clean.’’ She said, suddenly getting serious.

Inosuke rolled his eyes. ‘’Yes.’’ He said, turning his head to the side. The girl giggled and kissed his cheek, before taking a step backward. ‘’Then you can go ! Bye Inosuke ! Come back with my haori so I won’t burn your boar head !’’ She said, waving. He briefly waved at her, joining his friends outside. ‘’Did you kiss her ?’’ Zenitsu asked, sounding serious. He only received a punch in his head as an answer.

yall. I know I have to write for other characters. I couldn’t help it okay it’s my little boy inosuke...

[rogerina-yee-haw]

Joe Mazzello - NSFW Alphabet

a/n: I'm dedicating it to @starfleet-wannabe💓 babes, you make my days better!!! ily!!!(also I promise you that those imagines abt Joe x Reader will see the light once...I promise you, Erin)

I can't insert the "Keep reading" link from the tumblr mobile app, cause I'm really dumb, so if you don't want to read it - just scroll down k thx

this was requested many times and I'm sorry, my dudes....this is really bad....

warnings: obviously smut lmao, typos (sorry I've read it too many times just to check on errors and I can't look at this text right now, and there are obviously still bunch of mistakes, sorry, fellas)

Joe if you ever see this I'm sorry I hope it never happens

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Joe is the softest human being ever (well, mostly). It doesn't matter whether the sex was romantic and tender or rough and passionate, the aftercare is always the same: he helps clean you up and then make you both tea, while you lie in bed, talking and just spending time with each other.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of their partners)

As it was considered on this website, Joe is an ass man. You can count the times his hands were off your bum; he always keeps his hand on your lower back, and then, if he's in the mood (and he's always in the mood) he starts caressing your butt through your clothes, grabbing and tapping it when he can. It's not like the ass is the only thing he admires - Joe loves all of you, every part of your body and soul. But your ass is just so squishy and soft, and he can't get enough of it.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

If the sex is unprotected, he cums on your ass. Period.

D = Dirty Secret

Joe doesn't have dirty secrets. If he wants to try something, he'll tell you about it; there isn't something you two can't discuss.

E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

Joe is very experienced. He knows exactly what to do to make you scream his name in the bedroom.

F = Favourite Position

Doggy (unbelievable, right?). He also loves reverse cowgirl for obvious reasons. But it doesn't mean that you don't change positions while having sex. He loves seeing you on top, riding both of you into orgasm; he enjoys missionary and every other sex position, simply because he gets to try them all with you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Come on, it's Joe we're talking about here. Sex is sometimes filled with him telling you stupid jokes, and always it turns out to be just like he's having a stand up show, while you lie down naked under him. He may crack up some dad jokes during the most tense moments, like when you're on top of him, and you're gasping and moaning, "I'm cumming", he'd say breathlessly, "Hi, cumming, I'm Joe", and you'll just burst into crazy laugh, even though the joke is stupid and not funny.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He doesn't like to be completely bare down there, so he just keeps it trimmed.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Joe is very romantic (we been knew). He just loves you so much that, even if the sex rough, he still wants and needs you to feel loved and comfortable. The man is so in love with you that he can't stop kissing and touching you, whispering how much he adores you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

It's a must, if he's away filming. You two like to get yourselves off while talking on the phone, breathing and moaning messily while telling each other the filthiest things. Joe is actually an expert in dirty talk.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Joe's got hella lots of kinks. He's most preferable ones are:

Daddy kink. Do you really think this man doesn't like to be called daddy? If you do, you're wrong. Seeing you twirling in ecstasy when "daddy" is the only thing you can weakly whimper makes him bust a nut right then and there.

Edging. He's an asshole sometimes, alright? Joe enjoys it when you desperately beg him to fuck you. He loves when you're being restrained all day, and you walk around frustrated and horny. Not to mention that the thought of fucking you hard later turns him on immediately. (You love all of it too, even though you don't admit it sometimes; you're also fond of the idea teasing Joe like this later).

Slight voyeurism, but he likes to watch himself fuck you. He's bought a huge mirror for the bedroom, so that you two could have sex in front of it. He loves to pound into you from behind, holding your hair, slapping your ass and saying the dirtiest shit, like, "Watch yourself being wrecked by my cock" or "Look how pretty you look, look at your pretty tits boucing like this cause I'm fucking you so hard"

Dirty talk (it's considered as a kink, right?). Come on, Joe is a master at this. He'd spill the filth at random places; like you two are doing grocery shopping and he comes to you holding a watermelon, leans in and whispers in your ear, "I wish I could bend you over this shopping cart and fuck you till you can't move". And you just stand there bewildered, while he continues his routine. Or when you're on some fancy event, he'd put his hand on your waist and say to you quietly, "You look so sexy like this with this red lipstick. Can't wait when these pretty lips are wrapped around my cock". And your eyes go wide as you choke on your drink, while everyone looks at you weirdly.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Um, anywhere? Joe's just turned on by you 24/7 (as well as you are by him), so he doesn't mind having sex with you in restrooms, closets, empty hallways, in his trailer, your childhood bedrooms... Once you were at the party and caught your friends having sex; no wonder that fifteen minutes later you and Joe were doing the same thing in the bathroom, of course, in front of the mirror. Sex in his car is a must too, especially when you're driving - he thinks you look really hot while doing so. One time you were almost caught doing it in the car by the police, and since then you can't stop giggling like two teenagers while remembering about it.

But Joe loves sex in your bedroom. He just feels like this is the most intimate place on the Earth, where you two can be sincere and sensitive.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Anything. He's got the crazy sex energy, and literally anything can make him go. Once, when you were brushing your teeth, and wearing one of his old tee-shirts and baggy pajama pants, he decided it was a good idea to start teasing you, by leaving wet, mouth-opened kisses on your neck and by fingering you slowly. You evidently couldn't brush you teeth normally at that moment.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Joe wouldn't do something that'll harm and hurt both of you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's a pro in giving. You'll be screaming and grabbing his hair tightly, even though he barely touched you. And as you love giving too, he wouldn't ever be against it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

You can experience every pace during the time you have sex. He may start roughly, pounding into you harshly, and then go slower, stretching you gently and whispering sweet nothings against your skin.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Joe loves quickies. Once when he was on set and had to leave for shooting in five minutes, he pinned you against the wall of his trailer and fucked the soul outta you. "It's just a preview of what you're getting at night", he winked at you while leaving and you just gasped. This man is something, y'all.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

You both love taking risks. Joe enjoys having sex when the guests you invited to your party may come at any moment; he once decided to start fingering you while you were at dinner with your family. "Such a good girl, taking me so well", he whispered in your ear when you struggled not to moan loudly in front of your parents. "I'm gonna fuck you so good when we get into the car. I'm gonna reward you for being such a good girl and not cumming here".

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

If he and you are feeling alright, 2 and more rounds. But if one of you is not okay, and the sex is just full of love and reassurance, there'd be just one round.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

You own toys. And Joe's using them on you. Especially when he's being a little shit - means when he's edging you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Once you were having an unplanned and sloppy sex in the secluded bathroom at one after-party of the awards, and he pulled out right when you were about to cum. He initiated the sex and denied you both. That's how much of a "tease" he is.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's loud when he's in the mood. He can moan loudly, and sometimes when you feel incredibly good he comes while screaming your name.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Joe's got a breeding kink. (It's not really surprising, though, this man radiates dad energy). He gets hard just thinking about you being pregnant with his child. Man wants to have a family with you, and that's why he can barely keep it in his pants when you're around (always).

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

His dick is a perfect size to make you scream. That's it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Joe's sex drive is immeasurable. You have no idea how this man can always be horny and ready to fuck.

Z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He falls asleep as soon as you two cuddle; when you start breathing in unison, he nods off pretty quickly, still holding you tightly.

[samscns-blog]

      *    𝖎𝖋   ur  ready  to  two  step  into  some  absolute  BULLSHIT  tomfoolery  ,  ya  girl  𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧  is  ready  for  u  with  my  lil  firecrotch  son  ,  𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖘𝖔𝖓  .  strong  silent  type  ,  ABSOLUTE  buffoon  ,  barely  keeping  it  together  so  hopefully  by  the  time  we’re  done  w  him  he’s  still  in  something  resembling  one  piece  :’)  all  my  love  to  u  and  u  cute  asses  !  i’m  so  excited  to  get  this  all  poppin  !

⋆  ╰  another   year   at   hollingsworth   ,  another   year   of   the  big   six rivalry   .   i   hear   that  SAMSON  MAILOTO   is   ensuring  SIGMA  ALPHA  NU   gets   a   solid   pledge   class   and   stays   at   the   top   of   the   ranks   .  oh   ,   you’re   not   familiar   with  HIM  ?  SAM   is   the  KJ  APA   look   alike   from  THE  BRONX   ,   NEW  YORK   .   a  part   of   PC  ‘16   ,  he  is   majoring   in  KINESIOLOGY   and   has   plans   to  ENTER  THE  MMA  AND  ESCAPE  FROM  THE  PUBLIC  EYE   after   undergrad   .   it   makes   sense   they   pledged   their   house   ,   their  PHLEGMATIC   &  SOLICITOUS   attributes   make   them   perfect   matches   .   however   ,   their  TREPIDATIOUS   &  AUSTERE   attributes   keep   their   name   alive   on  greek   rank   .   if   you   don’t   catch   them   dancing   to  BLEACH   -   BROCKHAMPTON   at   a   fraternity   band   party   this   year   ,   you’ll   be   sure   to   catch   them   nursing   their   morning   hangover   at  THE  SNU  HOUSE   .  cheers   to   another   wild   semester  !

⋆ ╰   𝑺 𝑻 𝑨 𝑻 𝑰 𝑺 𝑻 𝑰 𝑪 𝑺  .

𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍    𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 :     samson  ioaleki  mailoto

𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬     :    sam  ,  sammy  

𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆    /    𝒂𝒈𝒆 :    february  4    ,    twenty

𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄     :    aquarius

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓    𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚    /    𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔     :     cismale  identifying    with    he  /  him  /  his  pronouns    

𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏     :     heteroflexible  and  pansexual  ;  he’s  never  actively  considered  himself  as  lgbtq+  but  has  also  never  given  it  much  thought  ddjdjdjdkjdk

𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏    :    kinesiology  major  at  hu  ,  aspiring  welterweight  mma  fighter  ,  us  olympic  representitive  for  men’s  boxing  in  the  2020  olympics

𝒉𝒐𝒈𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔    𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆    :    gryffindor

𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏    𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅    𝒃𝒚     :     eliot  alder  from  mr  robot  ,  kylo  ren  from  the  new  star  wars  series  ,  detective  elliot  stabler  from  law  and  order  svu  ,  steve  rogers  from  the  mcu  

𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔    :    -    trepidatious  ,  austere  ,  apprehensive  ,  hesitant  ,  antisocial  ,  hostile  ,  bellicose  .

+        phlegmatic  ,  solicitous  ,  benevolent  ,  rational  ,  stalwart  ,  loyal  ,  reliable  ,  optimistic  .

𝑃𝐼𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑆𝑇  located  here  !

⋆ ╰    𝑨 𝑵 𝑻 𝑬 𝑪 𝑬 𝑫 𝑬 𝑵 𝑻 .

bullet  points  for  the  win  bc  who  has  time  for  all  the  tomfoolery  i  could  spew  from  my  ass  !

sammy’s  mom  was  a  housekeeper  in  upper  manhattan  for  some  fancy  dancy  homes  who  needed  their  gold  toilet  seat  covers  sanitized  3x  a  day  ,  u  know  the  type 🙄

samson  grew  up  in  a  run  down  apartment  in  a  small  samoan  community  in  the  bronx  and  has  always  been  a  lil  antisocial  weirdo  since  those  warm  dark  eyes  came  into  the  light  .  he  rlly  minded  his  own  business  n  wasn’t  really  curious  about  literally  anything  besides  running  and  wrestling  w  his  cousins  .  his  mom  struggled  to  keep  him  fed  and  housed  and  dressed  and  worked  relentless  hours  but  never  left  sam  needing  anything  ,  a  literal  fucking  legend  of  a  woman  and  he’s  proud  to  carry  her  last  name  !

sammy  always  felt  the  weight  of  never  wanting  to  be  an  extra  burden  to  his  mother  and  learned  to  really  be  self-sufficient  ,  likely  explaining  his  satisfaction  with  being  so  alone  

he  vaguely  remembers  the  night  his  life  changed  in  middle  school  ,  the  hushed  strained  whisper  from  the  living  room  ,  he’s  your  god  damned  son  too  ,  think  about  him  for  once  in  your  fucking  life  .  it  hit  like  a  fucking  train  once  the  story  picked  up  ,  5  time  nfl  superbowl  champ  father  to  secret  love  child  .  think  arnold  schwarznegger’s  secret  son  level  scandal  !  suddenly  his  shithead  of  a  dead  is  trying  to  salvage  his  image  ,  fighting  for  split  custody  arrangements  ,  telling  the  press  how  much  in  child  support  he  payed  ,  anything  to  save  his  ass

this  is  the  first  time  samson  remembers  being  fueled  by  rage  in  his  life  ,  as  a  relatively  well-tempered  child  ,  the  injustice  of  having  this  near-stranger  try  to  be  a  “  DAD  ” to  him  while  shitting  all  over  his  mother’s  name  made  his  fucking  blood  boil  and  becomes  a  theme  for  his  future

he  spends  the  next  chapters  of  his  life  going  to  the  fancy  private  schools  in  new  york  his  dad  picks  for  him  and  tearing  his  tie  off  on  the  ratty  bus  ride  into  the  bronx  to  go  home  to  his  mom  .  he  hates  having  to  haul  ass  back  and  forth  ,  wishing  he  could  stay  with  the  only  family  he’s  actually  given  a  shit  about  ,  but  bears  it  for  the  sake  of  not  causing  his  mom  any  more  torment  .  his  father  is  as  awful  as  could  be  imagined  ,  and  samson  hates  every  second  of  existing  with  him  ,  the  snarky  little  comments  at  school  and  in  the  ritzy  wealthy  circles  that  make  him  feel  more  of  a  black  sheep  than  he  ever  asked  to  be

this  becomes  the  root  of  his  anxiety  ,  bearing  the  weight  of  the  world’s  expectations  on  his  young  shoulders  and  repressing  his  own  needs  and  desires  as  a  result  .  he  goes  into  every  sport  imaginable  ,  his  father’s  DNA  being  increasingly  difficult  to  deny  ,  but  finds  a  particular  talent  with  fighting  and  takes  on  as  many  fighting  styles  as  he’s  able  to  master

turning  18  should  mean  freedom  for  sam  ,  but  nothing  is  ever  as  simple  as  he  could  ask  in  his  life  .  in  order  to  keep  the  child  support  payments  that  admittedly  help  keep  his  mother  afloat  ,  his  father  asks  one  more  thing  of  samson  :  hold  off  on  his  pro  mma  dreams  for  just  a  little  longer  in  order  to  attend  his  alma  matter  ,  hollingsworth  university  ,  as  a  publicity  move  and  then  he’ll  be  out  of  sam’s  life  in  every  way  except  financially  .  with  the  dream  of  completing  college  like  his  mom  always  aspired  for  him  ,  sam  agreed  and  went  on  to  appease  the  man  one  last  time  ,  joining  his  former  fraternity  to  sweeten  the  deal  (  and  secure  a  lovely  brownstone  in  his  childhood  neighborhood  signed  in  his  mother’s  name  )  and  is  a  year  out  from  graduating  and  letting  mma  be  the  only  reason  his  name  would  ever  appear  in  the  tabloids  .

⋆ ╰    𝑨 𝑵 𝑨 𝑳 𝒀 𝑺 𝑰 𝑺 .

personality  wise  ,  i  describe  sam  as  the  stupid  bitch  w  big  npc  energy  ,  if  u  want  him  to  talk  u  gotta  talk  to  him  first  and  even  then  he  might  just  give  u  that  hostile  stare  and  just  .. . .  remain  silent  KSDFSDF

he’s  about  as  NOT  a  people  person  as  physically  possible  ,  would  really  be  content  just  sticking  to  his  inner  circle  for  like  the  rest  of  his  life  without  concern  .  he  seems  like  this  rude  stand-offish  dick  but  the  truth  is  he’s  PAINFULLY  SHY  and  has  a  p  severe  case  of  generalized  anxiety  disorder  so  interactions  ?  w  new  ppl  ?  are  a  HARD  pass

did  i  mention  he’s  on  steriods  bc  that  def  adds  to  his  anxiety  and  hostility  !  lmao  !  he  started  juicing  in  high  school  when  his  dad  kept  pressuring  him  for  football  and  how  he  was  “  twice  your  size ”   at  that  age  ,  n  he  HATES  the  dude  but  he’s  also  lowkey  insecure  abt  his  lack  of  a  father  figure  so  ?  used  daddy’s  money  to  start  his  first  cycle  and  pay  off  to  test  clean  and  now  he’s  been  hooked  on  and  off  .  he’s  currently  starting  a  new  cycle  to  bulk  up  for  the  new  season  and  prep  for  the  2020  olympics  but  swears  he  wont  be  on  them  forever  :/

they  make  him  SUPER  aggressive  when  set  off  ,  it’s  a  decent  thing  that  sam’s  so  monotone  and  shy  that  he’s  also  pretty  laid  back  and  kinda  hard  to  rile  up  .  he  really  doesn’t  take  much  personally  and  won’t  do  a  huge  “  chest  pumped  bro  lets  do  this ”  show  bc  he  ?  thinks  all  those  guys  who  do  that  are  tools  LMAO  but  find  the  right  button  to  push  n  he’ll  become  the  very  thing  he  despises  !

if  u  can  get  past  the  literal  awkward  silence  and  resting  bitch  face  ,  sammy  is  actually  really  well  known  for  being  just  a  generally  decent  guy  .  the  perception  is  often  that  he’s  a  dick  bc  he  think’s  he’s  better  than  a  lot  of  ppl  ,  but  the  truth  is  he’s  just  too  nervous  to  start  conversations  n  most  ppl  assume  its  an  ego  thing  vs  a  “  i’m  about  to  piss  myself  thinking  abt  all  the  ways  this  convo  can  go  wrong  so  i’ll  just  not  talk  and  glare  @  u  instead  ”  thing

if  he  had  his  shit  together  he  would  definitely  qualify  as  a  dad  type  ,  but  since  he  doesn’t  ,  he  won’t  SSHSHSHSH  but  he’s  really  just  a  softie  deep  down  ,  he  has  a  stupid  as  HELL  sense  of  humor  and  is  really  objective  and  level  headed  .  the  gryffindor  in  him  is  DEEPLY  loyal  ,  like  to  the  death  ,  but  he’s  got  lots  of  hufflepuff  in  the  sense  that  he’s  really  willing  to  get  his  hands  dirty  to  help  those  in  need  .  u  need  help  moving  ?  someone  to  keep  u  company  while  u  babysit  ?  feel  nervous  walking  alone  after  class  at  night  ?  sammy  might  leave  u  on  read  if  u  text  him  bc  he’s  a  Dumb  Bitch  like  that  but  he’ll  show  up  on  the  dot  ,  hands  in  pockets  ,  exactly  where  u  asked  him  to  be  ready  to  do  what  u  asked  him  to  do  .  the  mans  is  a  super  hard  worker

he  def  still  feels  kinda  weird  at  uni  ?  he’s  p  smart  but  some  of  the  classes  unrelated  to  athletics  and  anatomy  have  given  him  a  REALLY  tough  time  (  dance  appreciation  for  his  fine  arts  credit  almost  tanked  his  gpa  LMAO  )  and  he’s  not  top  of  his  class  or  anything  but  ppl  still  try  to  talk  to  him  bc  of  the  whole  “  famous  dad  ,  future  olympian  ”  thing  ,  which  he  can  pick  up  from  a  mile  a  way  and  makes  him  super  uncomfortable  .  even  being  in  a  frat  w  a  bunch  of  old  money  rich  boys  makes  him  DEF  feel  like  the  odd  one  out  ,  and  he’s  just  counting  down  the  days  until  he’s  OUT  OF  HERE

in  conclusion  :  i  love  u  all  .  lets  suffer  together  .  :~)

[k-pham]

hi y’all it’s a and I’m continuing my trend of never doing anything valid and playing the same character with different faceclaims. also this blog is so... empty rn pls skjdfshd

Meet Kiet Anh “Kit” Pham. 17. Slytherin. Seventh year. DE.

(+) sensitive, loyal, charming, organized

(-) glib, arrogant, spoiled, impulsive, reckless, insecure, misguided, offensive

Make no mistake. You were never good.

From the start, you were a menace. As your mother tells it, you started to wail the instant you took your first breath—and you haven’t stopped since.

As soon as you were able to walk, you tore through your mother’s rose garden, grabbed fistfuls of thorns to rip out the flowers. For your seventh birthday, when gave she gave you the wrong gift, you smashed your grandmother’s heirloom vase against the wall. You’ve always been more trouble than you were worth. You’ve always been a terror.

But, let’s be honest— that’s not what you wanted to be.

So what if cruelty has always been your first resort? If consequence is still far from your mind? You learned the taste of blood before honey, salt before sweet. Your first bite tasted bitter, and the sting took time to fade.

You were never good. But that only was because you didn’t know how to be—

-          

When the divorce happened, you watched your mother pack his things from the corner. When she leaned in to tell you goodbye, you flinched. You told her you hated her. But that was only because you were afraid.

You see, being a monster is easy. And admitting you care is hard.

You were never good. No, that’s for certain. You’ve said too many bad things. You’ve slammed too many doors. You’ve thrown too many fits.

But oh, how you’ve always wished you were.

kiet anh pham (nicknamed kit) was born to parents who, he was mostly certain, never loved him.

it’s not like they were incapable of it. they tried their hardest. even as their own marriage fell apart, there was still love there. at least for his younger sister, mailan, for for his other siblings.

but that was easy. everyone loved mailan. she was cute and soft and she did all the right things. kit- was-, well, kit. he had never really made it easy for them.

he was the only son of a high-society pureblooded family and he acted like it: rich and spoiled, he grew up a little monstrous and more than a little disrespectful. he would do things without really thinking of the consequences and make more trouble than he really meant to.

looking back, he was probably just acting out because he knew what was coming. he knew his parents were going to leave each other. and he, well, all he ever knew was the only time they ever did anything together was when they yelled at him.

in retrospect, all that did was probably make the divorce happen faster. 

but he didn’t know.

he just wanted them- to tell him no. 

he didn’t think they would really leave.

honestly, for kit, the only thing good that came out of his parent’s divorce is- z. 

while the two of them had known of each other before and might have even considered each other friends, when he gained a new brother, kit saw a light at the end of a tunnel. 

it was all fun and games at first. they shared a bunk bed and a room. z taught him about pokemon and beyblades and kit did his best to pretend not to be interested. they played aurors and robbers. they got up to tons of mischief, stayed up way too late, talked way too much. so, though kit didn’t stop being trouble, it was- the best thing in the world to have someone all too willing to share the blame and laugh. he had always liked being a brother, but, with z, he found that he loved– having one.

tw abuse mention and then, i guess, bc all good things come to an end.  he got old enough to understand what had happened to z and his mother. and, filled with deep-rooted hatred for the muggles that raised z, unable to reconcile that anger into anything else but broad generalizations, he ended up joining the death eaters. 

it was actually a targeted recruitment (wanted connection here, i suppose). the phams and diggorys were well-connected and well-off, but not de-aligned. someone offered kit guidance and purpose and preyed upon his already existent hatred for muggles and voila! he signed up— and (unbeknownst to him at the time) signed away z’s, mailan’s and his own futures.

i think right now– to put it in the most concise terms. kit is having– growing pains. z has withdrawn from the family, doing work for the de higher ups that he clearly doesn’t care to tell kit about. mailan is working as a double agent for the de, in direct contact with the student leaders, and there’s so much that she has to hide. safe to say, they’re both doing- better than he is. 

so what if he’s jealous? that he joined up first and everyone else in his family is doing bigger things than he is. so what if he’s sad? he no longer has the confidante and friend he used to have. he’s the oldest brother and none of his siblings even need him anymore. and so what if he’s scared? that all of them are in over their heads. that he got them into a bad decision. that—  mailan and z going to do what his mother did and leave him the second they find out what the world is like without him.

he’s never made it easy to be loved, he knows, but that’s never made it hurt any less.

this time, kit is thinking things through. he’s taking precautions. before his mother left, kit begged for him to stay. he lashed out. he threw a tantrum. he cried. he ended up saying some things that can never be taken back. that was pathetic. this time, he won’t do any of that.

so what if z wants to be distant? go. kit doesn’t care. 

so what if mailan is risking her life every single day? that’s all fine. kit won’t worry.

so what if the death eaters don’t want him in their uber-secret and top-level ranks? okay. kit has other things to do.

within the last year, kit has proclaimed his lifelong goal is to photosynthesize, a concept, he entirely doesn’t grasp but has heard of through his vague understanding of muggle science. “drink, soak in the sun and breathe good? sounds okay to me.” 

he’s very purposely going to not care about things. he’s going to do nothing that doesn’t benefit him directly. he’s not going to care at all. he was never good at being loved, never good at being good— so now he won’t even try. 

it’s a good plan. after all, in this world, you can really only be certain of one thing: people leave. you have to look out for yourself.

more rando points and introspection

to break things down in the most concise way, I think I need to talk about the connections and difference between Kit’s actions and his feelings. i think that kit has big feelings and just no way of communicating them. he’s afraid of looking weak, of being vulnerable. he’s afraid that he’ll give them something else not to love.

fuccboi hypebeast naruto runner mode x3000

kit absolutely dresses like a Naruto character 100% of the time

im mostly thinking abt this meme  but also he would dress like kakashi n sasuke in a heartbeat

um? how to say– a lil bitch. literally a gremlin.  a virgin, but like… in that lies about it bc he’s ashamed and insecure about it. if he got laid once… maybe it would solve all his and his family’s problems. probably not. but lbr… he wouldn’t mind it.

lies about a lot more than that too, just to be clear.

biggest lies are “i DON’t LOVE u.” and “I DON’t CARE.”  but nearly everything he says is a lie.

“mUGGLES n muggleborns ARE BACKWARDS and THEY HAVE NOTHING REDEEMABLE about THEM” a lie, first off just in the not true sense, but also kit doesn’t even really believe that. he likes the muggle things that z has shown him and also, likes z, even though he is not a pureblood.

that being said has literally no understanding of muggle concepts beyond what z has told him and even then grasps very little

kit vs catholicism is… v bad

i can really see kit, like when his parents were fighting, getting in between them with tears in his eyes. “i’m the prince of this house! and i’m telling you not to fight anymore and also you have to stay together for me!!!” this equal parts entitlement, ludicrousness and … just desperation is… altogether kit for me.

even tho mailan and z are the MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE In THE WORLD TO HIM, he has absolutely put them down publicly, sometimes (recently) even to their face. it’s his way of saying im insecure and i don’t care that u guys are leaving me and being much more accomplished than me

yeah he a soft DUMb. SO WHAT ABOUT IT.

·        

·        Bc I’m at character saturation, I literally have to use my other characters to describe him so here we go.

probably most like cress— in that they’re both opinionated, misguided and committed to the de. They’re just… misguided in different ways. Cress doesn’t really lie about the way he feels. Cress genuinely thinks what he is doing is right. He thinks the sacrifices he has made are worth it. Cress has some level of altruism (even tho…he is selfish too). Cress is smart and calculated and, well, frankly impressive. Kit is the opposite of all of that. He’s reactionary, impulsive, selfish and… inadequate in so many ways.

one thing of note is that he can’t talk himself out of situations like Cress can. Kit makes mistakes— and has to live with them. Cress doesn’t blame himself but will “accept responsibility”. Kit blames himself.

kit is also way less behaved that cress. cress will make a bad prank and laugh if he stands by it and then, say sorry after a little bit. kit will do something absolutely awful and feel awful and still laugh while hating himself wildly. kit will also never apologize.

like rose, he’s having a truly rough time with growing up. he wishes things could go back to the way they were. but unlike rose, he refuses to cling to his childhood innocence. he’s pushing himself to grow up way faster than he’s actually comfortable with and that’s really causing intense angst. kit is exactly the kind of person who has and will make fun of rose for things that even he himself are guilty of. 

apparently I also have a thing for older siblings bc … rose, jasper and kit are all really protective of their siblings. But while rose and jasper mainly manifest this in healthy ways (if anything, probably … a little too overprotective), kit is a tiny lil shitball full of irrationality. bursts of being way too controlling and, when that’s not received well, sulking in a corner.

lowkey… he’s awful, but, because he’s motivated purely out of irrationality and spite and not logic, he’s my de character with the most chance for redemption.he’s … awful. he acts awful. he thinks muggles n muggleborns r backwards n dont deserve rights. he’s half cocky quips and half … just like offensive comments. gross. when ur a pureblood rich boy, u can care about literally nothing and say whatever u want get away with it. the only problem is… he does care. he cares so much. he’s worried about his bb sister and his step bro, but doesn’t have the emotional strength to show it. he worries about the future n what he’s going to do. but most of all, he worries that if people know that he cares… that they’ll think he’s weak (which tbh he is).

wanted connections

tba

terrible de friends!!! photosynthesize with kit

good friends !!! pls tell kit he’s being awful. this one is limited bc... he truly is awful!!!

a de mentor!!!!! v important for kit’s sense of self!!! bc this mentor approached him asnd was like wassup!! wanna have a sense of community and got a lot of misplaced anger??? kit: hell yeah my dude also i got two juicy siblings that can convert with me

a tutor! this girl only plays dums!!! kit no es tan inteligente como cress o rose n el necesita ayuda!!!!

[mxnark]

♫

♫ rk memes - song drabbles

now playing… you’re the reason (acoustic) by victorious ft. victoria justice 

because the acoustic one fits this better than the original

it was supposed to be like any other night for mina.

when it came to her favorite shows, she'd make a point in the house that she was going to stay in her bedroom and watch whichever one of her favorites was on from the start time until it ended. she never actually brought it up to her family though, considering everyone had other things to do than bother her with anything. not to mention, she'd just get another lecture by her mom, saying she was going to ruin her eyes by always keeping her eyes on whatever screen was nearby her. but she always ignored her because 1. she's a teenager and 2. she ignores her mom's commands on a daily basis anyway.

like the kids in her school and her mutuals on social media, she was a fan of survival shows. the reason why is because of her interest in the idol industry in general, as she's always looking for new songs to cover and new groups to fangirl about. she also just liked the fact that this one felt like any other western singing competition, except mixed in with real idol companies that were willing to make them become a star and not a dumb british man who looked like an egg.

she was prepared in the most extra way. she brought up microwaved popcorn (that she secretly brought up to her room so that her mom wouldn't yell at her about that), a bunch of blankets, a fully charged laptop for streaming, and her phone that was opened to her stan twitter account. when the show finally starts on her stream, she watches the episode with excitement over the possible superstars she'll see. she can't wait until she is able to get a good screenshot and make it her icon until the next episode where she'll get an even better icon and so on.

so far, each of the contestants looked promising to her and she doesn't seem to recognize any of them. it's expected, really. she didn't really think she'd be able to meet a future idol anyway since she's always kept to herself. however, as the episode progresses, she does recognize one face. she goes on her twitter account to tweet "omg i think one of my brother's friends is on this season of mgas holy Shit my bro knows a future celebrity".

she continues to watch more contestants go and she makes her comments on them, saying which ones seemed god-tier talented and which ones were super attractive. but when she sees him, she drops her phone on her lap and pauses the stream quickly to make sure that her eyes were not fooling her. no... no. it can't be.

but as she clicks play to return to it, she hears his voice and it only confirms her previous thoughts, leaving her shocked as she watches kang daniel, her older brother that literally lives with her, is on her laptop screen. he's on national fucking television. she stays in that shock until she sees the popup that says "hello, daniel’s parents!" where she tries to hold back a laugh. as if both of them, let alone their mother, would watch this.

“they don’t know i’m here, actually. think you could keep it a secret? between you and me?” he asks to who she assumes to be an interviewer behind the camera, but it also somewhat feels like it could be directed to her. it wasn't like she was going to tell them anyway, considering mina's very aware of how her mom would react to it all. if he's lucky, he could be able to get out of the house with his head still above his shoulders. plus, the two of them had each other's back since she was born. she's not going to snitch on her ride-or-die bro. maybe to james, but definitely not to daniel.

as the episode goes on, she opens her phone and quickly types her thoughts in a tweet: "yo, that dude who sang the jesus song is kinda crazy for not telling his parents abt this. but u know what? he's talented . u go jesus dude"

she prays to god he doesn't find her tweets in the future. sure, she's under an alias and doesn't have any selfies on her acc. but if he knew that she called him jesus dude rather than just saying straight-up "my brother"? that would be humiliating.

...

"hey, can we talk?"

it's surprising to hear that come out from her own mouth. usually, she'd hear it being said by him or her parents. she was never much of a confrontational person growing up, not to mention this quote sounded... mature in a way and that didn't suit mina. but, it was the appropriate thing to say in this situation, especially after the one dinner where she was basically giving him looks full of suspicion. she doesn't know if he knew that she knew about the mgas, so she waits until the appropriate time to go up to talk to him about it... a.k.a on the drive back to school.

he tenses up and it makes her frown. "you don't have to shit your pants. you know what i'm going to talk about."

"sorry, sorry," he responds, relaxing a little. he's silent, as if waiting for her to just say it. he knows her well enough that she's not going to beat around the bush.

"no offense, but you never seemed like a person who'd stand in front of a video camera and sing to it willingly," she says off the bat. "why did you audition for this? don't you know lots of people are going to watch you on stage?"

"i wanted sungwoon to audition, but he said he wasn't going to go alone," he explains, making the situation make more sense to mina as to why the both of them were there. "i only came as support but i..." he drops the sentence to let out a sigh.

just from the explanation, it made her feel a little bit bad for him. she understood why this was stressing him out, considering he actually cared about what their mom and dad thought of him. even if she wasn't able to relate to that, she knew that their reaction to it wouldn't be as supportive as both of them wished it would be. and the fact that he's stuck in this just because he wanted to give his best friend support? that was so on-brand of him. mina wasn't angry at him to begin with. sure, she was a little hurt that he didn't say anything about it to her. but after hearing this? it's practically impossible to be angry at him now.

"look, if you're worried about me telling mom or dad about this, i won't," she says as an attempt to reassure him. "snitches get stitches. if i tell anyone, you can run over my phone or something. but i won't, so you don't have to do that and make me hate you for the rest of my life."

the exaggeration makes him laugh and it makes mina internally sigh in relief to know that it worked. "oh god, i can't imagine taking you-know-who's title. that'd be awful."

"hell yeah it would," she says with a big smile. "don't even compare yourself to him, though. that's self-deprecation. you're obviously a little bit better."

as the car pulls up to their house, mina quickly unbuckles her seatbelt, assuming daniel had somewhere else to be since he wasn't parked at his usual spot. before she could open the door, he says something. "mina?"

she turns back to face him. "what?"

"thanks," he says. even if it's simple, she knows there's something more within it. and though she was a queen for the dramatics, she wasn't going to make it a big deal. she never did when it came to showing affection anyway.

she gives him a playful, light punch to his arm. "you're dumb," she says. "you know i got you. kang gang through everythang." as soon as that comes out of her mouth, there's a look of disgust on her face. "that sounds disgusting. forget i ever said that."

she ignores the amused reaction and leaves the car. when she walks to the door, she looks behind to see his car disappeared. she smiles when the feeling of refreshment comes down on her. it was always felt good to talk to daniel, especially when it came to family stuff. even if they were more different than they were before, it felt good to know that she wasn't alone in this. she can't say that she was lucky to be an only child because she definitely wouldn't be able to handle her mom on her own. she can't say that she's lucky for not being an only child either since their oldest brother was also not making her life easier when he was still living with them.

maybe she's just lucky that she has daniel as an older brother, too. in school, she's always surrounded by kids who constantly complained about their older brothers and sisters and while she can add to that discussion when talking about james, she never really had anything bad to say about daniel. the only time she does say bad things about him is to him personally, and most of the time it was just light-hearted teasing.

without him, she didn't know where she'd be.

...

home did feel a little bit different now that daniel wasn't around anymore.

it didn't really click on the night that it happened. to mina, it felt like he was on timeout and wasn't allowed to go back home until she calmed down her temper, even though she didn't show any big sign of anger to him during the discussion. even though he told her about it, she didn't remember showing any sadness. she only smiled and gave a thumbs up while saying "you're finally escaping the evil witch's lair! congratulations!" he gives a sad smile, but the conversation goes on as normally until it ends with a hug and an "i won't miss you too much."

but on the night after that, when she took notice of the empty chair, it finally did hit. it was for his own good, she told herself. if he stayed any longer, he'd probably feel trapped forever. you wouldn't want that for him, would you?

the table was quiet that night, save for their dad trying to get some small talk. mina went up to her room and cried about it before she went on the internet as an attempt to cheer herself up.

she did get used to it. by the time the fifth season of the mgas was on, she was used to the fact that he was off on his own like a dove or something. it's not like the both of them totally lost contact, anyway. even if things were a little different, he still drops her off to places when she needs a ride and she'd see him at their grandma's church once a month. even if she was on her own now with the "ultimate boss", it was still kang gang through everythang. she's said that twice in her life and she felt like a bigger clown for it the second time.

had it not been for their text conversation about the auditions (with a bunch of eye emojis coming from mina), she would not have known that he would end up in the fifth season. she was able to convince her dad to watch the show with her, no mom insight, and they watched the show together in the living room with the blankets and popcorn and mina going on her phone before her dad tells her to focus on the show if she was going to watch it.  she knew she was going to see his band, but she didn't expect to see songhee and yeji and jeongin on the show. when her dad points her cousins out, asking if she knew about this, she only shook her head, letting him know that she was surprised as he was.

the next few episodes go by and mina goes through an emotional rollercoaster, to say the least. she blames it on her being so sympathetic to her brother that after seeing minhyun and sungwoon get kicked off the show, she throws a silent tantrum rather than a loud one with a warning from dad. seeing the friendships her brother in the show as well as his interactions with the people he already knew makes her feel a sense of pride in her brother. she remembers her group chat being spammed with asking mina if she could ask him to get an autograph from convex (she sent a reaction image of a buff cat instead before saying "no").

though the finale was bittersweet, especially since she believed that her brother deserved a chance with his friends and yeji, she mainly felt pride in him for at least making it that far and for being less awkward than last time. she doesn't text him right after it aired since she thought it would be awkward to say all the encouraging bs after he technically lost. but, she doesn't keep that thought in her forever.

"he looks happier this time," she mentions to her dad. "like.. he didn't win, but he got further than last time and he's definitely better."

he nods in agreement. "i wasn't sure how he'd be doing after he got kicked out, but after seeing this, i think he'll be fine." he looks over to her. "you should get on this show, too. you like dancing, right? maybe you'll get as far as he does."

mina laughs at the idea, but it wasn't in a way to show that he was ridiculous for thinking that. "we'll see."

[lustingtc]

7th May 2019

I’ve got a phat headache 🥰🥰🥰 I’m gonna fucking die lolololol XD

So the bAD J,,, we’re bonding 😔😔

We’re bonding over how Dogman is a fitty🤪🤪🤙🏻 he told her to get a bottle down that she threw but she’s literally 3 foot so she was like “I can’t.” 😞😞😞 n so he was like “I didn’t see then. 😉😉😉” JSKSJSKSK UWU

Maths with Dogman tho,,,, ohmy-

So he helped me n O bc we’re the dumbest bitches in that room ☺️☺️☺️✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻

Anyways Dogman came to help us oof,, but me and O are just,,,,ohmygod,,, we were being SO FUCKING DUMB JEEZ,,

Whenever Dogman would talk we’d just look at each other and laugh,,, like SHE FUCKING GRUNTED WHEN I SPOKE LMAOO😭😭😭😭

THEN!!!! I said the awnser for her bc she was being a slow bitch n she started shouting “OHMYGOD THAT WAS MY TIME TO SHINE!!!” 😡😡😡😡 fUCking IN FRONT OF MY BOYFRIEND JFC!!!! Lmao he just laughed awkwardly oogZ

Anyways 💁‍♀️

We’re doing averages n like,, I’m a dumb bitch and I can’t tell the differences between all the M’s in like mean, mode and shit like those are the only ones I know bc like shit fuck I’m dumb

So Dogman was tryna teach me them n yeah,,, didn’t work lmao 🤪🤙🏻🤙🏻

But at the end of lesson me and O where leaving and Dogman stops us and is like “K. What’s the mode?” MY DUMBASS IS LIKE ‘awe shit. We don’t even know how to count’

So 🥰🥰 my 🤪 DUMB 😳😳 A S S 😋😋 is like “...uh. The one where you... and like... you... yeah.” So. 😚✌🏻 he most likely thinks I’m a dumb bitch. Jk he laughed a little and told me to work on it but this is mean and I’ve been writing this for 2 hours so fuck that (hi yes lmao I’m the worst at doing everything)

Now A will give her experience with T during her test. (Just in time bitch bc I just wrote what she told me dumb cunt)

Like always. Language and opinions used are not my own

I walked up the stairs n he heard me going upstairs. he stood in front of me and smiled showing his manky teeth. he had a light beard, but it was longer than last time, and it was darker [i love my fave depressed king]. i come in and he's like "feeling good " acting like some black rapper. I just gave him that "kys" look n sat down. he was like " oh i'll do this student and then do A" but he pronounced my name in the spanish way which was cool i guess. I was daydreaming n he comes out all like " what ARE YOU DOING". i was like " u never gave me my stupid work" n he was like " O" he got me the general convo card n walked off. this is the bit that made me question wether he was autistic or not, HE COMES BACK 2 SECONDS AFTER N HE WAS LIKE " ACTUALLY, I'LL HAVE THAT" n left me to daydream again. the old woman gave me my paper n stuff and he wrote my name for me [enter, god I wish that was me]. i look down at my name and it says " A Ayo" aYo??? [actual full name 110%] he was a tired man for sure. he was like do u have a pen n i was like no lmao so he points at my tit [GOD 😔 I WISH THAT WAS ME 🤤😫] n hes like u liar so after explaining that the pen didnt work he gave me one. he comes back 12mins after n he's like aahh ur turn bro alright get ready here's the good shit, i might hate him but he was ok during this bit. before the test he's like 'how r u feeling' n I said ' i dont want to this cba bc im fasting' the man starts fucking cackling and laughing like a rat [T’s islamaphobic scandal hi]. i was just like ' :/ ' and he was like " all these kids were like 'im nervous' but ur like cba ayee' i was like xd [this is the banter confidence I wish I had] . he goes on to the speaking bit and u could tell he enjoyed talking to someone fluent [we love teachers who actually enjoy teaching]. he said "what do u think is the worse conflict" or some shit cba to english rn bro. i was like lol lemme mess with him and said" holocaust" [reminder T is natively German!!] he was like um... asdfghjkl He asked " whats ur fave tv show when u were a kid" and i was like um teletubbies and he started laughing [*rebuys all my teletubbie badges*], i felt suffocated so i move a little and my leg touches his inner thigh area [;-;]. i was like " omg no forgive me god " n pretended it didnt happen. we were talking abt teletubbies n stuff until the test ended n i was like " i fucked that up" he starts laughing again n he's all like " ummm no ur not" anyhoo we were all like " yes i am no ur not" u know the intimacy you'll never get ayee [report A guys. Dropping her @. Doxx the bitch]. also at the start my candidate number was 7000 and he was like UR SO LUCKY OMG MY FAVE NUMBER IS 7 [MY FAVOURITE NUMBER IS 7 & ITS ALSO MY BDAY NUMBER SO WE ARE DESTINED TO BE!!11!!!!1!]

So that was an excerpt from A. My heart aches and I miss him and I wish I was an anxiety ridden pussy 😊😊✌🏻✌🏻

BUT I ENDED UP SEEING HIM 🥰🥰🥰🥰💝💞💓💗💖💘💕

I saw him in his class after final lesson talking to his tutors HOY,,

He didn’t have his glasses on :3 he looks so cute and like uwuuwuwuwuwuwu,,, but I’m pretty sure he saw me stare at him 😳😳😳

I’m pretty sure he made eye contact with me 😖😖😰😰😰😰 hhhhhh

But yh he cute 💝💞💓💗💖💘💕

TO MAKE JT EVEN BETTER!!!!!

My girl S who lives right next to the road by the school (she sees teachers walking past all the time) and her windows are literally at the end of my road

She texts me saying T’s on his way down my road 🤩🤩🤩🤩

So I wait and I see him!!!!! 💝💞💓💗💖💘💕💝💞💓💗💖💘💕!!!!

He’s THE CUTEST I SWEAR!!!!!

He had his apple earphones in (yeah he’s broke) and he pushed his hair back with his hand n like 😖😖🤤🤤🤤💝💞💓💗💖💘💕

I was so tempted to be that stalker bitch and snap a pic but I was like “Hold up. That’s fucking creepy” BUT UWU!!!!!!! I LOVE 1 MAN!!!!

[theleastcarefulofgamedevs]

hehehehehehehehe ur turn. overshare pals

hehe im lov u ceec :)

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1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

water bottles and soda cans!

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

chocolate.... im lov it

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

cotton candy!

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

hardworking, earnest, and honestly? they gave me too much credit ebagweaganegioawnegew

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

soda bottles!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

somewhere between boho, goth, and grunge hehe

7. earbuds or headphones?

headphones!

8. movies or tv shows?

movies,,

9. favorite smell in the summer?

you know that wet pavement smell after it rains? love that

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

dodgeball hehehe

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

nothin tbh. i don’t wake up early enough for it

12. name of your favorite playlist?

Writing Music! i made it hehehe

13. lanyard or key ring?

key ring!

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

GUMMY BEARS AND JELLY BEANS

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

“A Child Called ‘It’“ by Dave Pelzer

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

cuddled up to someone in blankets,,, im lov anything with my s/o tbh

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

i have this beat up pair of blue slip ons that have bloodstains on em bc i got a nosebleed one day bwaeiugbaweugbaweubguaw

18. ideal weather?

post-raining, or like. just before it starts raining

19. sleeping position?

anything with my s/o or bein wrapped in like. a billion blankets

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

on my home pc in my room!

21. obsession from childhood?

dice and video games!

22. role model?

i know it’s gonna sound dumb but like. a lot of characters from media have influenced me a lot, like sans/komaeda etc. another one from my real life would be my aunt on my mom’s side!

23. strange habits?

i bounce my leg while listening to music or stressed,, that’s abt it. OH and i like twirling a small blanket around on my arm bc... acrobatics of sorts

24. favorite crystal?

amethyst, but anything clean cut and rounded looks rlly nice imo,,

25. first song you remember hearing?

the first day i remember in my life was christmas at my grandma’s when i was 4, so probably random christmas music ubwegebwgwebgoibgweg

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

sometimes when i get tired of sitting around at home i like to walk down to the dog park by my house! 

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

cuddle,,,,,,,,,,, wrap up in a blanket with some freshly baked cookies n just. be there

28. five songs to describe you?

megalovania, medley rush 2 from the sonic rush ost, the promised neverland english op, metal crusher from undertale, metal scratchin’ from sonic rush

29. best way to bond with you?

just talk to me! im godawful at starting convos but i love talkin to ppl! 

30. places that you find sacred?

every person’s room feels that way, as well as obvious places, like churches n whatnot. we went n visited my aunt’s old house so my mom could pick up some stuff and being in her room after she died in 2015 was just like. an emotion i can’t rlly describe

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

hoodie, trackpants, n sneakers hehe

32. top five favorite vines?

back at it again @ krispy kreme, ADAM, they were roommates, two dudes in a hot tub, my croissant

33. most used phrase in your phone?

either “be there soon” or “ily” 

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

none tbh. i don’t watch much tv so i don’t see ads often

35. average time you fall asleep?

either 10:30 or sometime after midnight. no in between 

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

it was a rage comic

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

suitcase!

38. lemonade or tea?

lemonade, but i LOVE tea!

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

LEMON CAKE....

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

i was walkin in the halls with my friend and someone dropped a styrofoam cup of pasta on my friend’s head from the second floor awbegiuawbeguiawbguaewg

41. last person you texted?

the person who sent this ask heheheheh

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

jacket pockets!

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

hoodie!

44. favorite scent for soap?

anything really, but i like whatever my s/o uses bc it would remind me of them!

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

fantasy!

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

underwear tbh. like. that and a tshirt or just underwear is the only way i can sleep

47. favorite type of cheese?

sensory issues say i have to hate all kinds of cheese outside of like. grilled cheese so let’s go with that/cheddar

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

dragonfruit! 

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

GOD pretty much every quote from monomi or chiaki in danganronpa 2, but mostly “if you learn to love yourself, that love will continue to carry you for your whole life! love, love...”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

OH HERES A FUCKIN STORY OK so i was at my friend’s house with a bunch of others bc we were doin a sleepover type thing and we were eating raising canes in his attic at like 3 am and some guy high on like. 3 different drugs at once got impaled through the leg on his fence. nobody saw him but we knew he was there and the cops were there in like 3 minutes. that very same friend has some of the most wack stories ngl

51. current stresses?

just doing well in school and making sure my s/o is happy!

52. favorite font?

comic sans.......................... im sorry

53. what is the current state of your hands?

my palms b sweaty but my fingers are dehydrated tbh. typin

54. what did you learn from your first job?

work.... difficult

55. favorite fairy tale?

probably the princess and the frog!

56. favorite tradition?

christmas!

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

probably my most noteworthy traumas tbh. gettin therapy for em, too

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

writing, my ability to overcome obstacles, being able to help ppl as well as i can, and making friends fast!

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“Not dead yet.”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

Probably either shounen, romance, or moe,,,,

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“It’s a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, kids like you... should be burning in hell.”

62. seven characters you relate to?

sans, komaeda, makoto naegi, komaru naegi, toko fukawa, chiaki nanami, and chihiro fujisaki!

63. five songs that would play in your club?

they’d all be fall out boy tbh. that and videogame osts

64. favorite website from your childhood?

armor games hehe

65. any permanent scars?

i don’t think so? at least, not yet

66. favorite flower(s)?

roses and anything blue!

67. good luck charms?

my dice sets!

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

vanilla york peppermint patties... gross

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

pikmin in pikmin 1 who are underneath a bridge when it’s completed are killed because they get pushed through the ground

70. left or right handed?

right handed!

71. least favorite pattern?

probably the hellish bumpy pattern all teachers have all over their fuckin classrooms

72. worst subject?

math

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

chicken nuggets in milkshake... good. or frankly just like. cooked chicken mixed with anythin cold like ice or ice cream

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

like. 3 or 4

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

i was eating a crunch bar and it fell out hehe

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

I WOULD DIE FOR FRENCH FRIES.

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

any small blooming plant, like a single rose or flower!

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

hrm. coffee from a gas station tbh

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

NEITHER LOOK GOOD LMAO and i don’t have a driver’s license. that’s just like. a prediction

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

jewel tones!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

lightning bugs!

82. pc or console?

either works but i spend more time on pc!

83. writing or drawing?

writing, but i like both!

84. podcasts or talk radio?

talk radio, but i love podcasts like TAZ or Critical Role! 

84. barbie or polly pocket?

neither? but probably barbie bc it’s more well known? idk

85. fairy tales or mythology?

mythology!

86. cookies or cupcakes?

cupcakes all the way b

87. your greatest fear?

me being the last person i know alive. i’d rather die than outlive everyone

88. your greatest wish?

i hope that no matter what there is after we die, i get to be with the people that are most important to me. 

89. who would you put before everyone else?

my s/o and family tbh

90. luckiest mistake?

buying danganronpa bweguowabguawebogbaweibg

91. boxes or bags?

boxes!

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

fairy lights!

93. nicknames?

i go by wes, dev, bines, anything rlly

94. favorite season?

spring!

95. favorite app on your phone?

tumblr hehe

96. desktop background?

it’s the ddlc cast! it’s a greyscaled image of four of the events cut together and their eyes glow hehe

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

only one, and it’s my dads bc i have to call him every time i go to my grandparents’ hehe

98. favorite historical era?

probably the one we’re in now tbh, but like. also hate it