#by saying 'i know we look cute and happy here but trust me she sucks actually'

[lonesome-ocean]

there is nothing that shows d9's sanitization of the vibe of the original life is strange as a whole than the stark difference between the original photo and d9's retcon of it

[casanovawrites]

random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 14

you’re still speaking in the present tense.

you barely know us.

i’m your best friend? you’ve known me for like four weeks.  

i was seeing someone and i fucked it up. i fucked it up because i’m fucked up.

you’re a fucking creep, i’m a fucking catch.

i’m charming as shit.

all i want is for people to like me, but i just keep hurting people instead.

that’s just what we do. we look out for each other.

my nightmares don’t usually serve breakfast.

you’re pretty much a pain in my ass. and most days, you suck.

delusions make me happy.

we can’t play defense forever.

i think i like you better than anyone i know.

nothing that i’ve been through is possible. i feel like my mind is breaking.

i know it’s dangerous here.

i’m sorry, are you invested in the happiness of someone else?

things change. here, it’s usually bad.

i hesitate to tell you this, because you’re pathologically overconfident, but you’re cute.

you’re a good person with all your bad qualities.

hope is what makes you willing to suffer.

i want to feel that full-blown compliment.

buddy, fuck off, okay?

fuck you, you really hurt my feelings, and i hope an air conditioner falls on you.

my heart’s belonged to you since the moment i met you.

when the fuck are we not at risk?

hot. you’re hot.

i don’t want to be like this. it’s terrifying.

you’re not fucked up. you’re like the most together person i know. 

all i am is a dumb motherfucker who keeps getting people killed.

my mom adores you.

great, you’re yelling at me again.

i think the only way you can be happy is if you’re yourself.

is it just physically impossible for you not to be an asshole for longer than 10 minutes?

i like you a lot better when you’re not yelling at me.

it’s real, and i’m fucking terrified.

i have done things i can’t undo.

i just feel like all i’ve been doing lately is hurting people.

you do not just get to come in here, dump a load of shit like that, and then walk away.

i don’t want to let this place decide when we get to be happy.

i promise i won’t cry on you if you sit next to me.

you are my home, and i would really like to be yours.

you look how i feel.

i don’t give a shit about your word.

i know their type. everything’s a personal attack, a goddamn battle.

you know it’s okay to tell people to fuck off every once in a while, including your friends.

she looked good. i mean, hateful. but good.

it’s poor form to blame the dead.

i’m bothered by people who don’t know how good they have it.

you’re trapped with me. in a fun way.

this place is haunted. everywhere i look, i see somewhere you lied to me.

i don’t feel better off. i just feel left.

i made my choices. so did you.

broken people don’t survive here.

i am exiting our one-sided relationship.

one failed marriage, who hasn’t been there?

i just need to know you’ve got your shit together.

i don’t need a pep talk. i just need to know that you’re back.

mostly everybody here’s depressed.

rule number one: never trust the love interest.

now i know how to take care of my problems.

i can’t uproot my life just to make you happy.

i was never rooting for you to be unhappy. i just wanted you to have more.

stop saying that everything’s going to be okay.

you are not some hopeless screw up.

no one listens to me. no one.

i’m not a problem for you. i’ve never been a problem for you.

there are no mistakes. just choices. and you chose what was right for you.

if someone came up to you right now and said, ‘do this one bad thing and everyone gets to go home,’ would you do it?

i don’t want to know the answer.

when we’re together, i feel a lot. and mostly, it’s good.

we don’t have time to be delicate.

actually, you might be the best thing in my life.

i don’t know what to do, and that really freaks me out.

i’m not gonna stand here and pretend it was a good day.

there are always gonna be monsters in the world. it doesn’t matter where you are. but i promised myself i would never let them scare the life out of me.

i don’t give a shit what you are.

i’m doing this for you. i’m doing it for all of us.

if this shit goes sideways, you have to be ready to step up.

i need you to do me a favor. cut yourself some slack.

you trust me to decide the rest of your life?

you have a sense of direction. 

when did life become this big monster we have to just constantly feed?

we don’t have to live like the sky is always falling.

i’m not afraid of the dark.

you think i’m a monster?

what’s happening to us?

what part of this is okay?

that was death, and it’s coming… right now.

[jjwantsme]

34+35

j.m

pairing: jj maybank x kook!reader

summary: four times they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other, and the one time they were caught.

warnings: nsfw, piv, praise kink, oral (f receiving),boob sucking, public sex, spit, a little of sub!jj, degradation kink, cussing, let me know it i missed anything :)

authors note: this is my first actual smut on tumblr so PLEASE have some mercy on me 🥲

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y/n and JJ were truly obsessed with each other. not in a lovey-dovey cute way- i mean, that too- but in a lustful perverted way.

ever since the week they got together, the pogues couldn’t recall one day where the boy’s neck wasn’t covered in love bites, or where his cheeks didn’t have lipstick stains on them.

they thought- or should i say, hoped- that it was a honeymoon phase type of thing, that their sex life would calm down after the first few weeks of being together.

oh, how they were utterly wrong.

it’d now been a year and a half, and if anything, it’s gotten worse. much, much worse.

i know what you’re thinking. ‘it can’t be that bad!’

so, here i am, providing you five instances to prove just how bad it is.

the first time

“J, we don’t have time!” y/n squealed when her boyfriend had pinned her against the door.

“no worries,” JJ mumbled as he kissed down her neck, “i’ll be quick.”

y/n had missed her alarm, after a moan-filled night, making her late for work. and JJ wanted to let her get ready, he really did, but how can he resist her when she’s in those pajamas?

it wasn’t long before JJ had his hand wrapped around his long cock as he pulled her lace panties to the side, “jus’ woke up so needy for you, babe. need to feel you.”

y/n couldn’t do anything but whine and gasp in pleasure when she recognized the feeling of his length destroying the walls of her pussy, her nails immediately going to his tan back.

“fuck, JJ!”

“i know, i know,” JJ cooed as he slid all the way into her, “jus’ let me destroy this pussy real quick, yeah? you gonna let me do that?”

the girl choked out a moan as she nodded.

he kept a tight hold on her, her back still against the door, as he began bouncing her on his cock, a groan escaping his swollen pink lips.

“y’gonna make me cum if you keep squeezing me like that, princess,” he groaned, before letting out a much louder moan, letting a hand go down to grip her ass.

moans filled up the entire house, echoing throughout the walls as y/n made it known just how good she felt.

“please, please cum, please, i wanna feel it inside me so bad, please, J” she started begging, making his eyes rolls to the back of his head.

“wanna be your cockslut every morning, J, oh fuck- i’m gonna cum!-“ she chanted over and over.

“that’s it, cum on my cock, baby, make me happy,”

she granted his wish as she felt her orgasm wash over her, his following close behind as his cock twitched before releasing.

one last moan fell from y/n’s lips as the bouncing slowly came to a stop, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to catch their breath.

“damn,” JJ breathed out. “you gotta start waking up late more often.”

the second time

“what about this one? is this dress okay?” y/n asked as she stepped out of the dressing room in yet another dress, JJ looking up from his phone and smiling at her.

“baby, you look like a goddess in everything you wear. how am i supposed to help you choose?”

y/n rolled her eyes but chuckled. “JJ, midsummer is in two days. two! i have to get a dress or my parents will be pissed; so you’re gonna have to start being more detailed with your reviews.”

she did a little twirl, “so, thoughts?”

JJ bit his lip, his thoughts becoming less and less pure the longer he stared at her. “definitely compliments the…chest area.”

“J, be serious!”

“oh, trust me, I’m being serious.”

he felt a smirk crawl onto his face, “how about i help you take this one off?”

“mm…” she couldn’t deny the fact that it was a nice idea. her fingers were tired from zipping up so many dresses, anyway. “fine. no funny business, though!”

JJ giggled like a little boy and quickly got up, leaving his phone behind as he followed her into the dressing room.

it wasn’t long before he had the door locked with y/n in his lap.

“babe, i said no funny business,” y/n whined as he began unzipping the dress off of her.

“mm, sshh, jus’ helping you get undressed.”

y/n rolled her eyes and began pulling the dress down, causing her plump breasts to bounce as she moved her body.

“goddamn, baby,” JJ whistled quietly as he moved a hand to grip her left boob, squeezing it lightly with his hand.

y/n couldn’t help but bite her lip, “J…” she warned.

“can i suck them, please, baby? please, just let me put that little nipple in my mouth,” he tweaked her right nipple with his index finger, making her groan.

“J, we’re in public…”

he smirked, taking her reply as a yes to his question.

“that just means we gotta be quiet.”

JJ dipped his head down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth as she immediately arched her back, making access even easier for him.

y/n ran her fingers through his hair, making him groan around her nipple before releasing it to bite hickeys all around her boob. he licked the mark he left and went to her other breast, nibbling gently on the nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

“mmh, so good, J. Such a good boy for me.”

JJ moaned at the praise, lightly bucking his hips as his boner became painfully hard.

he licked all around her nipple while continuing to buck his hips into her ass, trying to relieve his clothed bulge with any kind of pleasure.

“love being your good boy, love sucking on these pretty titties,” he fit as much of her boob into his mouth as he could, squeezing the other one in his hand.

y/n tugged on his hair in pleasure, grinding down to meet his thrusts.

JJ released her from his mouth and hummed slightly, licking her nipple one last time before moving up to kiss her red lips.

so much for finding the right dress, y/n thought.

the third time

JJ pulled y/n into a closet at the midsummer party, locking it behind him.

“J, my parents will kill me.” she warned him, wrapping her arms around his neck out of instinct when he gripped her waist.

“not if they don’t find out.”

he connected their lips, a messy makeout being the turn out as their tongues mixed together.

JJ pulled away from the kiss, a wild look in his eyes. “you just look so gorgeous tonight,”

he began kissing down her neck, “wanna taste you.”

in no time, JJ had her thighs over his shoulders as he pressed a kiss on her clothed clit.

y/n jolted with a moan at the action.

he slid her panties down, revealing her puffy wet pussy as heat radiated from between her legs.

“such a pretty pussy, princess.”

he licked a long stripe from her entrance to her clit, making her cover her mouth to quiet her moans.

she knew she had to be quiet. their friends and family were just outside, after all.

he licked all over, connecting with her folds and sucking on her swollen clit.

JJ starts eating her pussy like a mad man, the obnoxious sound of him licking her weeping cunt filling the dark closet.

his warm muscle laps at her hole with a sense of greed as he whimpered into it, the taste of her pussy giving him just as much pleasure.

he made sure not to let her clit go untouched, though. spitting on it before reattaching his mouth to it, sucking on it as if it was his favorite lollipop. which, between you and me, it was his favorite lollipop.

it soon became too much for y/n, the sight of his head between her thighs mixed with the feeling of his tongue abusing her hole. she felt it before she even heard it, her orgasm bubbling before crashing down onto JJ’s tongue, him licking her clean.

JJ licked his lips before placing a few kisses around her clit, her hole clenching around nothing at the feeling.

he then looked up at her, eyes blown out and chin glistening with her juices.

“thank you for letting me eat your sweet pussy, my love.”

the fourth time

it seemed like a normal drive for the rest of the pogues.

they all sat in the car on the way to the pier, kiara and john b in the front as y/n and JJ sat in the back.

little did they know, JJ and y/n were having some fun of their own.

“better keep quiet, baby,” JJ whispered into her ear as he had three fingers deep inside her. “wouldn’t want our friends to know you’re a dirty slut, would you?”

y/n shook her head as she bit back a moan, digging her head into JJ’s shoulder.

he moved his fingers in and out, a large cocky smirk plastered on his face as she whimpered into his shirt.

“you okay back there, y/n?” john b asked after hearing one of her quiet whines, keeping his eyes on the road.

her cheeks grew red in embarrassment while JJ’s smirk grew bigger in amusement.

she looked up him as she bit her lip, begging for any hint of mercy.

he looked at her then back at john b, “yeah, she’s good, her stomach just hurts.”

“oh, okay. probably just motion sickness.” he nodded in response, just as y/n came all over his best friend’s fingers.

poor thing. he had no idea.

the fifth, and final, time

“we’re gonna get in trouble!” y/n whisper-yelled at JJ after he pulled her out of class, just for a quickie.

he scoffed, “yeah, right.”

he was right, though. they never did.

he led her into the girls bathroom, making her gasp in a mix of surprise and guilt.

“you’re a boy! you shouldn’t be in h-“

JJ cut her off with a kiss, which quickly became heated as he began unzipping his pants.

though, lucky for him, they were interrupted just before he was able to pull anything out.

“ahem,” the vice principal cleared her throat as she stood in the doorway, looking at them with nothing but pure judgement.

y/n immediately pulled away from the kiss, a mortified look on her face as she realized her biggest fear had came true.

they had been caught in the act.

“mrs. shelly-“

“no! this is unacceptable, and both of you will be following me to the principal’s office!” she scolded them before turning around on her heel and heading towards their destination, content when she heard their footsteps close behind her.

“well,” JJ whispered into his poor girlfriend’s ear.

“looks like our reign of terror is over.”

[crystallizsch]

Hello Ian! ♡

I hope you're doing well!

Here's some more Jamil thoughts for you!

Something I don't see a lot of people talk about when it comes to Jamil is the idea of family recipes, more specifically, recipes that only the Viper Family know.

Food that he and Najma grew up having, learning the recipes for himself once he was older. Recipes that have been passed down in the Viper Family for generations.

I would like to imagine he wouldn't make them for Kalim, or even let him know about them, wanting to keep these foods and recipes for himself.

As he gets to know you, his feelings growing and turning to something more, he thinks of these recipes, wanting to share these foods with you.

Foods to be made and had with family. For loved ones.

As much as he tried to deny it, to fight it, he grew attached to you. Not just attached, oh no, he knew in the back of his mind what this was. He wouldn't admit it though, even when he ends up making one of the recipes for himself, wondering if you'd enjoy it as he ate.

It wouldn't be until you two were a couple that it would happen, Jamil offering to make you dinner one day. Perhaps you arrive early, and he asks if you'd like to help him prepare it. (The intimacy of cooking together, Jamil instructing you on a recipe that only he and his family members know) Once it was done and served, you both would sit down to eat, Jamil waiting for you to have the first bite.

Any compliment you give it will have a sense of pride bursting in his chest, a small smile coming to his face. He's radiating with satisfaction as you both enjoy your meal, promising to cook for you again some other time. He already has the next recipe in mind ♡

(It's up to you whether Yuusha knows the importance of the meal, as I can see Jamil either trying to be subtle and downplay it, or him simply saying it's a family recipe and having you figure out the significance of that on your own)

Thank you! ♡

SHEEPPPP I WAS ACTUALLY SOOBBINGGF

MY BRAINNNN ALHDKSJSJSJSKSBXJS THIS IS SO CUTE I WENT FERAL

i love this headcanon and i’m keeping it in my mind forever and this reminded me of my silly comic from a while ago

his cooking being basically a love language overall is so AGH and trusting you enough to share with you something that is very important to him???

i’m positively GNAWING on this so much

anyways i literally couldnt help it i may or may not have spent all day working on this with yuusha and jamil’s dynamic hdkshdjss

So. Care to finally tell me what this is?

It's a Viper Family recipe.

Oh, no wonder. Do you only serve it on special occasions? I don't think I've had it during any Scarabia parties.

Of course you haven't. This is your first time. And we don't serve these recipes outside of the Viper Family household.

Oh, that sucks.

After Yuu took another bite, the implication of Jamil sharing this meal with her just hit her in the head that she almost spat out what was in her mouth in surprise.

Yuu and Jamil gave each other a knowing look. The prefect saw that the vice housewarden had a flushed look on his face as he tried to cover it up by sipping casually from his bowl.

Yuu was silent as she tried to rack her brain around what he just said.

Jamil attempted to look unbothered but his slightly shifting eyes and darkened cheeks had betrayed him.

So, do you… understand what this means?

Oh, Yuu definitely understood. It was making her feel flustered, giddy perhaps—happy that Jamil thought of her that way. Enough to consider her…

No. Oh, no. Jamil was making her say it. Oh, she was not going to let her do his work for him.

... I don't, Jamil. I would love for you to explain it to me.

Touché. Jamil thought as he set his utensils down with a sigh. Jamil also thought that he could decide to feign ignorance back but he knew it would be fighting fire with fire.

So might as well be direct.

Yuu, I…

(idk i’m out of juice) (plus i do love me some uncertain endings sometimes)

[wally-darling-hyperfixation]

Take you to A better Place part 4

(Btw that's what you are wearing at the wedding, regular outfit, you imagine whatever)

Y/N had made it to Bergentown in time for the royal wedding. Making sure she was dressed appropriately for the wedding; she hides in the background singing along with the other trolls. She was going to talk to Branch after the wedding, as not to be rude and ruin this lovely couple's wedding day. You would have to be an egotistical jerk to interrupt a wed... "I object!!!," a mysterious troll says interrupting her thoughts and vows, doing exactly what she was thinking.

She sighs and rubs her face and watches walking up close to them and waits till John Dory finishes his little save Floyd speech and then lands in front of them . "Thank you John Dory for that lovely info but you ruined a wedding when you could have waited till after," she says brushing off dust from her jacket. "Who are you, random troll?" Branch says standing in front of Poppy. She was about to speak when Poppy squealed and jumped in front of her grabbing her hands. "Oh my gosh!!! Oh my gosh!!! Your Y/N from the old girl Group, Sugar, Spice, and Everything Thrice.  I love your music then and now!! What are you doing here!!!" Poppy squeals dangling. John Dory just looking shocked now cause he was interrupted. Y/n smiles and pats Poppy's hand. "Well, knowing John Dory is incompetent and a jerk," a hey was heard from John, " I was also there when John found Floyd,  I used to tutor the kids who have him captured. Long story short, when they beat me in the top song. I knew something was up and saw what John saw.  What he didn't see is that those twins, need more troll talent and are going to suck the life out of Floyd. So I didn't think Mr. Dory would find y'all. So I told that cutie I'd search for his brothers," she said casually. John and Branch said , "Did you just call me brother cute?" Poppy was in the background silent squealing, apparently she wrote scrapbook fan-fiction when she was younger, shipping Y/N and Floyd, feeling like their vibes matched.  "Anywho, sorry for the wedding interruption. , y'all should continue and then we should head out," she says and just as John Dory was about to speak, she covers his mouth and the wedding continues.

After the wedding, John Dory calls for his bug van Rhonda. After Rhonda licks Poppy, Y/N pets Rhonda chin and looks at the others. "Times a wasting, let's go find the rest of Brozone and save y'all's brother," she turns to Gritzelle and Bridget, "lovely wedding and ceremony. Y'all have a good. Honeymoon byeeee," she says dragging the three trolls into Rhonda just still having shocked John, Branch, and Poppy being pulled into the van. " Alright then , let's get this show on the road and find your brothers to save your other brother," she looks around the van for clues. "Woah, who put you in charger here Miss?" John says having doubts. "It's Y/N. And I was there at the concert btw. So I don't trust you in charged or things will mess up, so yeah. I put me in charger," she says sassily making Branch laugh at how his brother was being put down instead of in charge.

"Tiny,Branch, Poppy, the pretty lady,this random dude..." a voice says and Y/N awws and John Dory was like what , " on another musical adventure filled with heart, hilarity and happiness." "Tiny! What are you doing here?," Poppy says to Tiny who driving the bus. "Well, Aunt Poppy, for your information, I am no longer a baby. I am a big boy now.And I'm on a mansized rite of passage to learn lessons of life, courage and maybe love," he says wiggling his eyebrows at Y/N who was now at the front of the bus with everyone but Branch. "You're a cute kid. But I already got my eyes on someone, sorry," she says and Tiny shrugs. "More Tiny for others to love then," Tony says driving.  "Should we be letting a baby drive?," she says looking at Tiny. "Not to worry, fellow grownup. I have procured my learner's permit," Tiny says pulling out an obvious fake license.  "Who is Adulty Mcmanface?" Poppy asks. "The better question is, are you a narc?" Tiny says looking at his aunt. Poppy stutters , "Whatttt? Pshh no, Why? Are you?" John Dory tells Tiny step on it and the three adult trolls go to the back where Branch seems to be making a clue board.

Edit 1: Please let me know in the comments or send me an ask about how you feel with this. I could really use the motivation

[axailslink]

Hey can I get your number?

Riri Williams x black reader

Summary: You don't take too kind to people talking to your girl at all and Shuri tries her best to let that be known when a girl offers her number.

Snippet from the fic: "I have a girlfriend and she will kill me for even giving you the time of day."

Waiting for you to get what you need out of the hair store is always hell for Riri. You swear up and down that you only need one thing yet you'll leave with new hair gel, grease and braiding hair for a completely different hairstyle. However Riri would rather wait then go with you because that automatically adds like thirty minutes because you can trick her into getting herself some braiding hair. Right now Riri's looking at a scratch on her car that she hadn't noticed but now she wishes she had when a girl approaches her slowly she spares her one glance up and down before turning her attention back to the scratch on her car. "Hey uhm I'm Tera I'm not trying to be weird but you're mad pretty I don't really know if you like girls bu-" Riri doesn't let her finish as she stands up tucks her hands in her pockets and answers "mm-mm I have a girlfriend and she will kill me for even giving you the time of day." Riri shakes her head she also slowly distances herself while she's at it so that if you're seeing this interaction you don't put the blame on her. The girl hums "loyal that's cute but you know girlfriends don't last forever so maybe I could give you my number and you could call?" Riri sighs "Tera was it? Do you like your life?" Tera nods but continues eyeing Riri "This is not a threat this is a warning my girlfriend is crazy as hell she has a gun and she's trigger happy leave before you get me and you shot please." Tera sighs "so what? You just let her run y-" Riri completely walks off not wanting to finish the possible conversation that could lead to a later argument with you.

She walks into the hair store to see you already watching from the register "so who is she?" Riri shakes her head "I don't know shit she says her name Tera" you smile loving Riri's response "and did you tell her your name?" She shakes her head "no. What she need to know my name for? I don't know her." You nod as you suck your teeth and continue watching as the woman behind the counter rings your bags of hair up. "So why you in here?" Riri smiles "truth be told I didn't want to look guilty when you came outside and saw her talking to me. You get really jealous really fast and I ain't tryna hurt nobody's feelings especially not yours... Plus those trust issues of yours ain't about to get me killed. I very much like my life." You hum "so what did you tell her? Because you were speaking for a while before you came in" Riri kisses your cheek and says "uhm I told her crazy and trigger happy and will shoot me" you gasp "what the fuck I'm not any of those things..." Riri looks you up and down "so we lying now? Good to know" you can't help but smile "nah your right I do get jealous easily so was she cute?" Riri scratches her head and looks around "I'm not answering that you are not about to kick my ass in this store full of black aunties who would support your actions. Once again I enjoy my life."

A/n: something short before I focus on my studies. Not edited like at all sorry about that.

[canirove]

In The Name of Love | Chapter 8

Author's note: Like happened this week, the next chapter will be going up on Wednesday because on Monday it is New Years. After that we will be back to our usual schedule of Mondays and Thursdays 😁 Also, happy new year to those of you who don't follow me, and thank you for reading! 🫶🏻

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"I can't do this."

"Yes, you can, Val. Come here" Silvia says, grabbing me by the arm and dragging me towards the door.

"I can't. That party is gonna be full of teenagers, influencers, wannabe models… And the music sucks, I can hear it already. That isn't my place."

"Yes, it is. Because turns out that you are the person the birthday boy is looking forward to seeing the most tonight."

"He'll be fine if he doesn't see me today, his birthday is tomorrow. I'll come back when it is just us."

"Val, you are not going anywhere."

"But…"

"No" she says before ringing the bell.

"Val! Silvia! So good you could make it!" Gavi says after opening the door of Pedri's house. "Come, it's freezing out there."

"Thank you" I smile. 

The house is packed with people, some drinking, some dancing, some already making out. And all the girls look… They look… Nothing like me.

"Pedri is over here, come. He's been glued to his phone because he thought you would text him telling him you weren't coming" Gavi laughs.

"Val? Never" Silvia chuckles. 

"There he is" he says, nodding towards the end of the living room. "I'm gonna tell him you are here, ok?"

"Thank you" I reply.

He is leaning against one of the garden's doors, listening to something one of the girls from the group of people that surrounds him is explaining, his phone on one hand and a drink on the other. And like happened the first day he brought me here, he is looking so boyfriend like the internet would say… 

"Val, did you just sighed?" Silvia laughs.

"What?"

"You were looking at him and you sighed. Someone is falling for someone…" she smirks.

"Shut up" I say, trying to hit her and missing because my eyes are stuck looking at Pedri, at the way his face lights up when he looks my way, my heart skipping a beat when his eyes find mine and he smiles. 

"If you'll excuse me" I see him say before starting to walk towards where Silvia and I are waiting, the girls he was talking with following him with their eyes, most of them looking disappointed.

"I thought you weren't coming" he says when he meets us.

"There were some doubts" Silvia says. 

"Sorry" I chuckle. Though it sounds like the most horrible laugh in the world. Jesus Christ, Valeria. Why are you suddenly feeling nervous?

"What matters is that you are here" he smiles, now making me giggle. Dear God, he's done it again. He has turned me into a teenager. "Do you want a drink? I bought your favourite beer and have been hiding it in the fridge just for you."

"Aww, that's cute. Isn't it, Val?" Of course it us cute, Silvia. He is the cutest thing. 

"Do you want something too?" Pedri asks her.

"Oh, don't mind me. I'm gonna go have a look around, enjoy yourselves" she says with a mischievous smile before disappearing among the crowd.

"Beer?" he asks me.

"Beer" I smile, taking his hand and letting him guide me among all the strangers. I notice some girls looking at me, most of them, if not all, wondering who the hell I am. I also spot Ferran talking in one girl's ear while another one is sitting on his lap, and I'm pretty sure we also cross paths with Eric García. "Pedri, the kitchen isn't that way" I say when I notice where he is taking me.

"I know."

"Are you keeping the beer in the garage?"

"Maybe" he shrugs.

"Pedri…"

"Just trust me, ok?" he says, giving my hand a little squeeze and opening the garage's door. 

"What are we…" But I'm not allowed to keep talking, his lips suddenly on mine while his arms wrap around my body, pushing me against the door. "What was that?" I say when we manage to fall apart, both of us panting.

"I've missed you, Val. I've missed you so much" he says, resting his forehead on mine.

"We saw each other a few days ago."

"Enough to make me miss you. And I actually thought you weren't coming, you know?"

"I'm sorry, but I just… You know how out of place I feel at parties like this. At parties in general. Today I probably look like the odd one out among all those girls."

"Val…"

"You know I do, Pedri. They all are wearing full faces of make up and tiny dresses and heels while I'm wearing converse, an old dress and some concealer just because Silvia forced me to. She said I now have dark circles because I spend too much time with you, and not because you keep me up at night precisely."

"Oh, wow" he laughs. "No wonder you two are best friends, you both are as savage."

"I guess we are, yes" I shrug.

"But Val, I don't care about the other girls or how they look like. I only care about you, and you look fucking hot tonight."

"Sure" I snort.

"You do. And I can show you if you want."

"Show me what?" 

"How hot you are. How much you are turning me on right now."

"And my beer?" I ask, my body temperature already going a few degrees up just by the way he is looking at me.

"That can wait. And you will be needing it a lot more after we are done with what I have in mind than now" he says before moving his hands to my butt and lifting me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist.

"Pedri, what are you doing?" I whisper as he starts walking.

"Have you ever fucked on top of a car?"

"What do you think?" I laugh.

"Then welcome to your first time" he smirks.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

It's my birthday and I want cuddles, but your side of the bed is empty. Where are you?

Out

Out? Why?

I'm doing something

Something like what

Can't tell, it's a secret

🤨

🤐

Are you coming back?

I am, don't worry

When?

When I'm done with what I'm doing

Which is?

A secret

🙄 

Then I'm going back to sleep

Good. That way you won't ruin the surprise

Wait, there is a surprise?

Oops 🤐 

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Like this?"

"Yes, keep it like that."

"Am I going too slow?"

"No, that's perfect, Gavi."

"I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep this rhythm, tho."

"You are doing great, keep going."

"Ah, bloody hell." 

"What the fuck is going on here?" Pedri says, storming into the kitchen.

"Bro, you shouldn't be here! You weren't supposed to see this!" Gavi says.

"And now we have to start again" I sigh. 

"What the hell is all this and why did it sound like you two were fucking?"

"We what?" both Gavi and I say at the same time.

"The noises, the things you were saying to each other… I don't know" Pedri shrugs.

"Just because I like one kid doesn't mean I like them all, you know?" I say, rolling my eyes. "I could be his mother."

"Could you?" Gavi says, starting to count with his fingers. 

"I… Nevermind. Weren't you sleeping? What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I got hungry" Pedri shrugs. "What are you doing here?"

"Val wanted to do something special to celebrate your birthday and asked me if I wanted to help her bake you a cake" Gavi explains.

"A birthday cake?"

"Yep" I smile. "It's the one my mum always makes for me. It has meringue on it, which is what we were making before you walked in and ruined it all."

"Oh, sorry, I… Thank you."

"Aww, are you getting emotional?" I say, moving to where he is standing and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I actually am, yes" he chuckles. "No one had ever baked me a birthday cake before, just my mum."

"And now you miss her."

"A bit, yes."

"You can facetime her later when the cake is done so we can sing you happy birthday all together. I'm sure she'll love it."

"She will. And I will to" Pedri says, hugging me back. "Thank you very much for this, Val."

"Of course" I smile, kissing his cheek. "But now, if you'll excuse me, there is a cake I need to finish."

"Sure, sure. I'll leave you to it."

"You can take Gavi with you too, maybe clean a bit around the house. It is a mess."

"You don't need me as your helper anymore?" he pouts.

"Baking isn't your thing, Pablo. I'm sorry."

"She's used your name, she's being serious" Pedri chuckles.

"I guess I'll stick to football, then" he sighs.

"Football and cleaning it is. Chop, chop, boys!" I say, slapping Pedri's butt.

"Hey!" he complains.

"You officially are an adult now, that's legal" I smirk.

"I thought scientists said you still are a teenager in your twenties" he replies with a matching smile.

"But we agreed on that theory being stupid."

"Ok… there is definitely something going on here, and I don't want to be part of it, so if you'll excuse me…" Gavi says, leaving the kitchen.

"Poor kid" I laugh.

"He'll be fine. But this idea of you baking while wearing my t-shirt and with your hair up on a messy bun, some flour on your cheek, sucking your finger when you taste what it is you are making to see if it is good, is so sexy…" Pedri says, moving to stand behind me.

"Wait, do I have flour on my face" I say, quickly touching it.

"You don't, no" he laughs. "I was talking about the aesthetics."

"Oh, I see. Aesthetics that are making you really happy, uh?" I say, moving my hips against him.

"So happy" he whispers before kissing my neck.

"But we are gonna have to leave that for another day. We have company today."

"I don't care" he says against my skin, his hands moving up my thighs.

"But I do. So go help Gavi while I finish this."

"Seriously?" Pedri complains, resting his forehead on my shoulder.

"Yes, seriously" I say, running a hand through his hair. "Now go."

"You owe me a baking sex session, Valeria."

"Maybe if next week you don't score against my team, I'll bake you something."

"Even if we win?"

"Will you make up for it? I'm gonna be so gutted..."

"I can't believe you have to ask, Val. Of course I will" he says, kissing my neck in the spot he knows makes my knees weak.

"Great" I whisper. "Now go help Gavi."

"Urgh, fine" he groans, finally letting go of me.

"Pedri, wait" I say as he walks away.

"Missing me already?" he smirks, leaning against the kitchen's door frame. Is he looking all boyfriend like every time he does that? Yes, he is. But this time he is looking like a sexy boyfriend. One, because he is shirtless, and two, because he has crossed his arms over his chest and his biceps are popping.

"I forgot to tell you something."

"What?"

"Happy birthday" I smile.

"Thank you, Val" he smiles back, leaving me alone in the kitchen with a bunch of butterflies having a party in my stomach, and something else between my legs.

[bunnylafee]

Who wants to be filled in on my recent adventure?

So girlfriend and I decided a bit ago to go to Ohio. Then some stuff happened where I was unsure if we were going to go or not. Then about a week and half into September I was like.. "Hey, do you still wanna go to Ohio?" She was like fuck yeah!! So we had like about a week and half to plan and I bought the room asap. I had been saving money for it when we first mentioned it.

So leading up to the trip there was some hesitation on both our parts I want to believe, mostly on mine. It was going to be our first road trip together, meeting important people in her life and first time doing a roadtrip without hubbs. So MAJOR stuff!! She was like you're not backing out anytime I brought up a concern, I started to just be like "not saying no, but this is my concern".

Then the roadtrip happened!! We got there ok and checked in, met someone immediately. Got to spoon with her all night long!! See how happy she was to be around people she knew. I was socially awkward and weird the entire time. I got to take her out to hot pot for her first time!! She loved it. I'm planning a lil date for korean bbq in October (if all goes as planned).

I got to meet the important people in her life, I don't think I made a good impression being so socially awkward and shit. I got overwhelmed at one point right when we went to dinner and I feel like I ruined the meal somehow? Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. Hopefully they don't think poorly of me?

So we were on the drive back when I shredded a tire. Oops. Thankfully I had money set aside incase anything happened (for emergency). So we had to get an extra night at a hotel and wait til morning to get not one but 4 new tires because three of them were bad. Yikes. I did a look over on my car, had hubbs do one.. next time I'm having her do it a week or so beforehand!! So we were a day later than planned, both our anxiety was bad that last day! I live with such high anxiety all the time it barely affects me outwardly where you can tell half the time outside of some instances.

We made it back in one piece and that's all that matters. I made sure she got back. Now I'm planning a cute lil date day trip for October that I hope comes to fruition.

I took some cute pics but again.. not enough of us. I always forget or get too caught up in the moment to think of it. I did enjoy spooning all night with her. I miss it. I miss how I felt while I was with her those three days. I felt.. good. Just different from how I normally feel is all.

Now I'm back and reality is here. I won't get to see her much during our free time. Which sucks. Sometimes I just want a big hug from her and that is all I need. Like how she can look at me and tell almost what I need.

Sometimes I'm bratty, sometimes I fake being upset but I always will love her.

I know she could rip me to shreds and rip my heart out of my chest but I'm trusting that she won't.

I have come to trust her a ton more than I have previously which wasn't much. I don't know what that is about and why I have such trust issues. I'm still trying to figure out what trusting someone in a romantic relationship feels like but I can't figure it out and I'm scared to ask her. I've asked other people but they don't explain it correctly??

Everything takes time I know.

[bluenpjm]

HORUS ACADEMY CH.5 !

— to the writers @singguks @socksjini @bluenpjm, our comments and theories (MIGHT CONTAIN SPOILERS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

from @magicshopew: the ending was a HUGE cliff for me !! and this time around i have no clue to who elena is going to point out to be you !! i agree that tzuyu was very extra shady in that library scene .. but i doubt that if, BIG IF, you is indeed her, she would do it all by herself . 

onto the fights because omg i lost my sh*t over the ones we got this chapter - someone protects our baby JK !! he wasnt ready for that throw down kajhjkjshd elena was feral and kaya girl o-o i didnt know you had it in you !! freya and namjoon were juggling like clowns jhdsj it was too funny omg 

jin bestie .. i love you . what to even say !! i was living my best life every time he made an intervention jskhdak 

pairings - sh*t will hit the fan if freya doesnt tell her secret to our homeboy JK let me just say !! their scenes were precious and i was in rage when mingyu showed instead .. kaya girl again .. OMG !! the library scene once again got me »»» and we all know what ship is sailing when it comes to tae ajhdsgkagd 

* additional * was it only me or anyone missed archie as well ? i was waiting for drama boy-ihhh kjashdkjahds 

from @dropsofjoonpiter: ok i actually suck when trying to guess who the culprit is. but i do feel in my gut it's not tzuyu the real you... LISTEN! i know, she's sus, but i feel she is an informant? for the real you. and my best guess is the real you is from that little group that got jungkook tied to the tree! 

i won't even say much about this chapter be the bomb because cmon. it was so well written! the fights seemed real. i could actually picture the whole thing as if i was a student in horus kkkkkk 

my fave this chapter got to be either jimin whining all the time and uhm??? breaking a lamp!!! OR yoongi was pretty badass and funny kkkk not him telling on tae kkkkkkk 

the romance was over the roof period. i don't even have a fave, they all served different things for me and i'm here for it 🤍

from @rcseluv: I AM SHOCKED. that's my take on this chapter. 

like Kook points out I don't even want to know who You is. I just want to know when are they all dating!!!!! 

if I was studying there, I'd be checking my socials every second and I would thrive liking Elena's responses ahahah if I was in their shoes I don't think I would have the courage though! just imagine the whole school knowing stuff about you? yikes! 

and I really think Tzuyu could be You. she is roommates with Freya right? it's really possible. and the way she looked at Namjoon with Kaya!!! that was creepy af. 

Jimin and the teacher got me on nerves as soon as I started reading. I don't like Miss Bellum no matter how much he comes to her rescue... Mingyu was cute but eh... I'd rather ship Freya with Yoongi if Kook isn't her endgame. 

MAZE SCENE got me cryingggg! they are precious together. I'm happy I was right about Kaya's ship ahaha the tea reference... Ugh! perfect together. 

and can we talk about how everyone was running from Tae this chapter? ahahaahah I died. Elena was the only one hanging with him!!! even Freya was like omg my twin is too much ahahahahahaha 

from @investigativelewis: You're hearing from me first but now that I think about it Tzuyu is not YOU. 

What if Miss Bellum is the one?! I bet on her or Bambam. Because picture this: Miss Bellum was with Jimin the whole time apparently (ew.) and we all know Jimin is a lose mouth (well I'm assuming) so I don't know... Maybe I just don't trust the woman. But for Bambam it actually makes sense. He did do that thing with Jk and then when the fight started between Jimin and Archie he was the one inciting the whole thing... And Tzuyu is from his gang, that was written so. 

Apart from that, the writting was ten out of ten. The fights were amazing!!! And I really wish we could get a tv series out of this because I pictured the whole school and it seems DREAMYYYYY! I can't stop myself from imagining cute dates between them... And the girls running away from Horus? Omg. They for sure know all the cool spots there, as confirmed by our queen Kaya. 

I just loved this chapter too much! Made me want to go back to school myself ahaha didn't you feel that? That scene where they are all dozing off and then someone picks up their phone is just a throw back to my days in school. It was really nice! 

from @narimiese: I am so~ lost after this one. Omo. I really thought you would be Archie,, but after this chapter Im not so sure anymore~

But thats not the important part 🤣🤣 What matters is when all the ships will be sailing~ One is! But the other two are rocky,,,, I really liked seeing Kaya and Joon~ They were too cute with each other! I fear for Hobis reaction but he will have to take it as it is I dont care~ 🤣

The tea scene was really really cute. I loved it~ And Freya omo... I was so sad for her after classes,, She seems to connect so well with Jeongguk and he doesnt move! Its frustrating~ 🤣

Elena was not having it,, And I really liked her part with Yoongi~! 

Do you think Archie will let that thing at the games just be..? I was waiting him going after the Wolves 🤔

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[fanfoolishness]

Rewatch of the Mandalorian Chapter 21, the Pirate:

Don’t smack talk Greef’s fashion sense!

“He shot first” heheh

aww Greef is starting to get worried

Dammit Nevarro! Just when you were looking more than ever like Los Angeles with those little purple flower things and all the ficus trees!

Nevarran fashion is a lil… medieval? Fancy hats.

I need to download the song for the New Republic bar because it lowkey slaps

It’s this guy! Captain Teva! His casual outfit is pretty cool.

For everyone who has seen Rebels, I wish you a very happy Zeb

Dammit Coruscant. Why do you have a brutalist sector?

Oh THIS BITCH awwww NO Elia Kane you just need to not be here, dude

But Tim Meadows my beloved!!! I had no idea he was in this season! I enjoy his vexation

Elia Kane quit stalking people you freaking creep! I hate her, she’s so good at this.

Love her evil-ass music too. Stop being eeeevil

And then Solas the protocol droid led Greef Karga the Herald to a hidden castle in the wilderness after the fall of Haven/Nevarro — oh wait, no, my Dragon Age feels go over there

Seriously, the Nevarrans look like Catherine, Called B-Wing

… I don’t remember how Carson Teva knew that Din knew Greef, really, but he’s so likable I don’t mind

Who you calling “blue boy”, PAZ???

R5 vindication! And also getting back at Din ahahaha

I cannot help but adore the Mandalorian Talking Hammer, that is so perfect for them

“The foundling in your charge” fuck, Din, you should be saying “MY SON” you fucker

“I’m in no position to ask” he asked, Darksaberwieldingly

“Our children” WELL YOU’RE GETTING CLOSER ANYWAY

I really thought Paz was gonna go off and then he did and I was like “ho shit, Paz character development? All righty then!”

What stake did the Armorer have in this? She didn’t try to sway them one way or the other? Does she have an ulterior motive?

Grogu still comes for every mission, yesss

Love Bo’s speech! All right, while I miss Din tremendously this season, I’m loving the season of Bo on its own merits. Also, how weird is it to see the Armorer in a ship? it’s like when your companion NPC moves from their place on the map and you know a great cutscene is going to begin

Poor lil broken droid :( Mean pirates! And they fucked up the school again :(

It’s the Mandalorian - bitch you thought hahaha

I need more smug motherfucker Din back in my life, I beg you

Wish we had more weird accents among the Mandalorians. Bo’s is pretty Standard, Paz and the Armorer are weird and flat and formal, and Din has some of that as well. But like, if they’re a diaspora, I wanna hear some variation!

One of my favorite tropes is “noncombatant citizen nevertheless rises up to defend their homeland”, and Kowakian monkey-lizards pointing out an ambush was a cheesy lil slice of delight

Paz how are you seriously so LARGE

High Magistrate Greef Karga, you are so cute and I love you

I do really love how Nevarro has been a touchstone for the entire series, and love seeing how it’s evolved over the years. Things like that are some of my favorite things about this show.

The Armorer wishes to speak with you. Here, let me accompany you to this extremely tense and dangerous music, I’m sure everything will be fine

The Armorer is… getting emotional? Reminiscent about Mandalore? I’m scared and so intrigued!!!

The sassy and scary way she asked “Do you respect my station?” And her “Remove your helmet,,.” I am… alarmed and aroused

This music is so calculating! So very Luke, join me!

Wait, Paz isn’t in on this plan? Interesting, I had assumed he was in the Armorer’s pocket.

I am hopeful for Bo because I do think she’d be a great leader? But also frightened because who could trust the Armorer in that moment? (I mean, aside from Bo who 1) I’m sure respects Armorers and 2) doesn’t know her well and 3) is seeking a home… and this is how smart people can get sucked into cults!). It could go either way, I suppose. Are she and Din finally gonna have the epic duel? I can’t see Din’s heart being in it, and I also don’t want that to happen until he’s actually competent with the Darksaber and learns why it’s been fighting him. I just need Din, Din, Din!

But this episode has me much more intrigued and curious about where the season is going, so I’m excited for next week!

[banannabethchase]

matt jackson/adam page, meet cute AU where adam is matt's kid's teacher

...Anon you found my kryptonite. Any school AU will take me down.

~

Meet the Teacher - Also on AO3

~

Adam's got a parent teacher conference with one of the trickiest parents in the district: Mr. Jackson.

This became over 2k words. I. Okay. This might as well happen.

~

Adam takes a deep breath and peeks out the door to his classroom again. No sign of anyone coming down the hallway, no indication of Bailey’s dad.

“Page!”

Adam jumps and almost crashes into his bookshelf. “Jesus, Silver, what is wrong with you?”

Mr. Silver, the P.E. teacher, grins at him. “You looked tense.”

“I am tense,” Adam says through gritted teeth. “And thanks, by the way. Scaring me definitely helps.”

Silver shrugs. “Happy to help.”

“Thought that was you.”

Adam rolls his eyes. “Oh, god, not you, too.”

Mr. Cole swaggers down the hallway, hands shoved in his pockets. “What, not happy to see me?”

“I’m not happy to see anyone right now,” Adam admits. “I have a parent/teacher conference that I’m pretty worried is going to suck.”

Cole pauses, leaning against the bulletin board across from Adam.

“Watch my kid’s personal narratives,” Adam says, trying to sound stern. Cole does shuffle out of the way, though.

“Why are you so freaked out?” Cole asks. “The parents love you. Moms want you to fulfill their weird little fantasies and fuck them on your desk, all that.”

“Okay, well, I wish I’d never heard that come out of your mouth,” Adam grumbles. “No, it’s – it’s a Jackson.”

Cole’s face falls. “Oh, dude. Good fuckin’ luck.”

“Right?!” Adam half yells. “His kid is in second grade and he’s already been to fifteen goddamn school board meetings. I didn’t even know there were that many to go to.”

“Talking about Bailey’s dad?” Ms. Shida says, poking her head out of the art classroom. “Good luck is right. When she was in kindergarten, he asked me why she didn’t get an A on all her assignments.”

Adam stares at her. “Don’t you grade on demonstration?”

“Yeah. E, S, N, U. She was getting E’s and he didn’t give me enough time to explain it before he was yelling at me.”

Adam whines a little and drops his forehead against the wall. “Oh, god, it’s only the fourth week of school. How am I already getting harassed by a parent 18 days in?” He exhales and jumps a little. “Okay. It’ll be fine. I’ll stay calm, and it’ll be fine.”

“Sure, buddy,” Cole says, clapping Adam on the shoulder. “Take it from the greater Adam. Survival is the goal.”

“I – shut up,” Adam says, pushing off Cole’s hand. “But. Uh. Thanks? I guess?”

In the hopes of ignoring the rest of his colleagues, Adam shoots a text to their receptionist to walk Bailey’s dad to his door when he gets there. He does a terrible job of getting paperwork done as he waits. The clock ticks on until 4:00 on the dot, when Adam hears a knock on the door and sees the receptionist, Mr. Schiavone, peek his head in.

“Hi there, Mr. Page,” Mr. Schiavone says, betraying none of the anxiety in his voice that Adam can read in his eyes. “Mr. Jackson is here?”

“Bailey’s dad,” comes a voice from behind him.

And in steps a man who doesn’t even remotely match the person Adam had conjured up in his mind. Long hair tied back in a half bun, tight white jeans, giant brown eyes, and a hesitant smile. Nothing like the half balding whiner in a lumpy sweater and khakis he’d imagined.

Adam is in trouble.

“Hi there, Mr. Jackson,” he says, standing up from his small group table. He always does parent conferences back at that table. It feels more personal. He sticks out his hand as Mr. Jackson comes by. “So great to meet you. We missed you at meet the teacher night.”

Mr. Jackson shakes his hand firmly, smiling. “Bailes was sick -trust me, you did not want her puking all over the floor.”

“Been there, done that,” Adam laughs.

He nods to Mr. Schiavone, who quietly slides out of the room.

“Please,” Adam says, sliding into one of the kid chairs at the back table, “have a seat. I should probably get some adult sized chairs, but, for now, enjoy the wiggle seats.”

Mr. Jackson perches expertly on the seat, then spins a little. “Oh, I like these,” he laughs. “Bailey likes them, too?

“Actually,” Adam says, and he can’t believe how quietly the conversation opened up, “that’s one thing I’d like to check in with you about.”

Mr. Jackson’s face darkens. “Did you bring me here to tell me my kid’s doing something wrong?”

“No!” Adam says. “Absolutely not. Bailey tries hard all the time. In everything. I can see how hard she’s trying, and that’s why I wanted to speak with you.” Adam takes a deep breath. These conversations never get easier. “I’m noticing that Bailey is having some difficulty transitioning from activity to activity, interacting with her peers, and comprehending texts.” He waits a second.

“Are you – you see it too?” Mr. Jackson’s face drops all the tension. “You think my Bailey might be Autistic?”

“I – yes,” Adam says. “She has some many characteristics, and I want to make sure we can help her –”

“Finally!” Mr. Jackson says, throwing his hands in the air as he leans back and half falls off of the wiggle seat. He catches himself before falling, like he knew it would happen. His hands are going everywhere. “Mr. Page, let me tell you, I have spent the past two years trying to get somebody to hear me when I’ve told them something is up with my girl. She’s – Bailey’s amazing, but I can tell she’s struggling when she comes home. I can tell. And the doctor told me Autism is only in boys, and Principal Khan told me it was too early to make that decision –”

Adam frowns. “Principal Khan said what?”

“I asked about it last year, around November,” Mr. Jackson says. He’s calmed down a bit, but his eyes are just the tiniest bit wet. “I told him I was seeing something with her, but her teacher disagreed with me. Principal Khan said we needed to wait.” He wrinkles his nose. “He and the teacher said she was too young to make any decisions.”

Adam pauses. The next question needs to be carefully asked, expertly angled so no one could say he disparaged a coworker.

“That Ms. Baker’s a real douchebag,” Mr. Jackson continues. Adam doesn’t even get a chance to get a word in. “And I know it’s probably, like, not cool to speak that way about your kid’s teacher, but, god, what a jerk! She literally said Bailey was fine because she wasn’t a behavior concern. That we needed to prioritize.”

Adam’s the one to half fall off of his seat at that one. “She said what?”

“I know, right?” Mr. Jackson says. He shakes his head and his hair is, well, unmissably soft. Adam feels like one of the kids with the way he wants to reach out and touch it. “Like, and in front of the principal. He looked so baffled about it that he just sort of ended the conversation with the plan that we would look into it in second grade.” He shrugs. “So, when we got that first progress report back, I asked for a conference.” He sheepishly pulls out his phone and presses a button. “I, uh. I kind of was recording this whole conversation. I was scared you were going to be another person here who was writing off my girl.”

Adam stares at the recording and runs back everything. He didn’t say anything negative, did he? Just asked questions?

“Sir,” Adam says, “I fully understand how frustrating that may have been for you. Is there a chance, though, that you could delete that recording?”

“Oh, duh, of course.” He turns the phone toward Adam and selects the only recording dated today, and hits delete. “I wasn’t actually going to use it against you unless you were awful.”

“Thank…you? I think?” Adam says.

Mr. Jackson nods. “So, um. What are you thinking for Bailes?”

The two of them speak for half an hour, coming up with a support system for Bailey until the referral process goes through, and Adam finds Mr. Jackson moving closer and closer.

“Oh, and can you add something about how to handle friendships?” Mr. Jackson asks. When he reaches over to point at it, he lets his arm fall right against Adam’s. “She’s having trouble understanding that she has to ask a friend to play, that they might not know she wants to if she’s on the other side of the playground.”

“Of course,” Adam says, nodding. His heart is racing, just a little bit. He can smell whatever shampoo Mr. Jackson uses. It smells like green apples. Like candy.

“Perfect,” Mr. Jackson says. “God, Mr. Page, I don’t know what I would have done if Bailey had gotten somebody else for a teacher.”

Adam couldn’t prove it, but he’s pretty sure Mr. Jackson is fluttering his eyelashes at him. He’s got gorgeous eyes. “Sure thing,” he says, clearing his throat.

“Right.” Mr. Jackson pushes back.

“You can call me Adam, though,” he says automatically. “You don’t – Mr. Page is for the kids. You can call me Adam.”

Mr. Jackson’s face breaks into a grin. He’s so goddamn pretty. “Alright then, Adam. You can call me Matt.” He reaches out to shake Adam’s hand, and their fingertips linger just this side of too long as they pull away.

“It was good to meet you, Matt,” Adam says. He feels…anxious. In a very good way. “Glad to be of help.”

~

The next morning, Adam finds himself primping a little bit. There’s no reason, none at all, that he would run into Mr. Jack – Matt at school today. Bailey takes the bus. He won’t see Matt.

But he can’t help but add a little extra effort to his morning routine.

“Looking good, Mr. Page,” Silver says. He wiggles his eyebrows as Adam makes his way into his spot at the bus ramp.

“Oh, shut up,” Adam grumbles. “Why can’t you be normal?”

“Not my vibe,” he says, shrugging. “How’d it go yesterday with Jackson?”

Adam relays the events, leaving out the smell of Matt’s hair or how warm it was when their arms touched.

“You’re a parent whisperer,” Silver says, shaking his head. “You got through to the scariest dad in the area.”

“I know, dude,” Adam says, sipping his coffee. “It was like night and day. Jackson was totally – well, he wasn’t chill, on any level. But he’s just been worried about his kid and Bailey was stuck with Baker last year.”

Silver winces. “Well that’d fuck up any kid, wouldn’t it.”

Adam nods, sipping his coffee. At least the coffee is cold, out here in the summer heat as he waits for the bus riders to come in. “I just hope he likes me.”

The first bus opens his doors, and they hear “Mr. Page!”

A tiny brunette ball of energy careens into Adam before he can focus, and only just manages to angle his tumbler full of coffee away from the projectile before it spills.

“Is that Miss Bailey,” Adam says, hugging around her shoulders. “Missed you all weekend, munchkin!”

“Daddy says to give you this.” Bailey, like always, gets herself tangled in her backpack straps for a second before calming down and pulling it off. She dives into her backpack and pulls out her weekend folder, then pauses, looking a bit confused. “Give you now?” she asks.

“Not right now,” Adam says gently. “Let’s wait until weekend folder time.”

“Okay.” Bailey continues to dig until she pulls something out of her bag with a Jackson-style dramatic, “Aha!” She shoves a Starbucks gift card, a crayon art project, and a decorated stapler that says, “Mr. Page” on the top. “Don’t tell him I said this, but he was singing his happy songs all the way to school, so I think he’s really excited that you get this.” She beams up at him. “Do you like ‘em?”

“I love them, Bailes,” Adam says. She dives at him again and hugs him tight. Adam holds the crayon project. “Did you make this?”

“Me and Daddy,” Bailey clarifies. “I got to use Daddy’s special hair dryer!”

“Wow!” Adam says. “What a day!”

“Okay, I get breakfast now,” Bailey says. “Later gator, Mr. Page!”

Adam watches Bailey skip into school and sees Silver eyeing him.

“So, uh, Page,” Silver says, and Adam is deeply concerned with that smile, “looks like Jackson likes you a lot.”

“Shut up,” Adam grumbles, blushing. But he’s already planning the thank you letter he’ll send home with Bailey that afternoon.

[lazaruspiss]

watching batman ninja and taking notes bc idk how to focus <3 spoilers under the cut

batman ninja is a wild movie already but harleys design fucks

smth smth. everyone got sent to generally the same time/location with variation, time can vary by years (selina was sent 2 years before bruce) but probably not decades and id assume location varies to anywhere within a certain range of whatever island in japan that this is on.

nightwing and red hood were teamed up separately from batman before the blast that sent everyone back by the look of it. cute.

i wanna see ivyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy- DEATHSTROKE IS HERE?

ohh ok. time difference was based off of proximity/order that they were sucked in, making batman the last to show. a few minutes become years, everyone else were def much closer in timing but even a few seconds mightve made weeks difference in how far back they were sent.

lords alluded to so far: joker, penguin, ivy, deathstroke, two-face

mz ivy im in love w u

"once my fortress is complete, itll be my time to strike. yeahhh" OLD MAN. BOOMER. he says yeah like an adult actor playing a teen in an anti-drug ad campaign.

the lord intros are so fun actually

i love selinas little puppet, not a fan of bruces general disposition.

ok bruce looks better with the beard. also alfred what the fuck. how. and lmao. alfred. "lets go on a japan trip we get back."

HARLEYYYYY SHES SO CUTE. is this tara. i think its tara. love her.

classic "stop me or save the civilian trick" smh

congrats to bane on bulking up i guess? anyways. wheres the others. im bored of batman. i do love the little chibi batman who forcibly ejects bruce, someone mustve added a fail safe specifically for bruce being dumb and self destructive.

the lip syncing is off, is this a dub?

DICKIE!! anime hair... and dick's anime bf/leader of the ninjas.

"how do we regain the advantage when we have nothing" bruce. bruce. the whole squad is here + a ninja army. girl.

DAMIAN? oh hes still cute.

monkee :) hes so silly

so tims swords are just for decoration then? weirdo. joker gets his ass beat, whatever. tim states the obvious. backstab fest. im bored again.

"joker!! you'll kill yourself!!" "that's the point, lmao"

35 min in, still no red hood. just establishing shots to explain that each lord has the special time sticks.

"i didnt know who i was after i lost my car" could you be anymore pathetic. he isnt even cute pathetic, hes just "id push him into a puddle" pathetic. stop brooding you boring bitch. oh thank god. he acknowledges that he has other people carrying his ass. red hood still hasn't shown up, not even for bruces go team speech.

ACK. THE CUT IN ART. SO PRETTY. ill probably make another post for screenshots.

red hood time. finally. jason the buddhist monk and his joker hunt sidequest. a part of jasons lashing out at harley is framed in a way that makes it look like a sexual assault imo, so it's giving some mixed emotions. like if this turns out to just be some regular farmers this would be a "stranger breaks in and gropes your wife while threatening you" kinda deal. i mean they went ass shot to jason grabbing her and holding her like. ack. like hes holding her like that so he can break her arm but u gotta trust me it looks Bad. not to just narrate the entire scene but its a lot. jason's pissed and scary, the art is very pretty, im sacred and a little. you know. youve seen me post you know how i am.

this movie kinda. i personally think it wouldve looked better in 2d.

"if you knew him like i did" bruce... also mr j and harley are fully amnesiac so jason the effectively traumatize 2 strangers for no reason. jokerquinn gets a happy ending by becoming farmers. "we'll take them back with us-" NO??? THIS IS LITERALLY THEIR HAPPY ENDING?? THIS IS THEIR BEST/ONLY SHOT AND TRUE REHABILITATION BRUCE. BRINGING THEM BACK WOULD BE PURE STUPIDITY AND/OR SELFISHNESS.

jason saying bruce but bruce saying red hood...

whoops. they still remember, so bruce is just a dumb hoe who thought he and joker had something special.

why are there penguins here. like actual penguins. and why does slade have a gf.

red hood has my fav voice acting of the boys tbh, the others sound a bit clunky. and is ivy also tara. she sounds a bit like tt03 raven.

mech battle. slade is still hot. even if he is a cringe old man. HARVEY BUDDHA BOT?

dami should get to keep his monkey friend. as a treat.

THIS ISNT SKYRIM I DONT THINK HORSES CAN RUN LIKE THAT

ok two face is funny. coin said i gotta beat ur ass now. literal "switching on a dime" behavior

hi welcome back to robot wars. fight scenes are really hit or miss for me, i love em or i fall asleep. smth smth. joker moment. clowns doing the heavy lifting. and where is harley getting her hair dye from, or is that a wig?

fun fact! red spider lilies (the flower growing from jokers gas bomb) symbolize death <3

aaaaand we're back to mech battles. voltron assemble or whatever.

dami almost gets squished trying to save monkey

bruce. bruce are you having an autism event or are you being rude on purpose. anyways give the dues ex macina to dami he deserves it more. baby boy can play the flute so good <3

"momi?" "whos she" a monkey friend tim. obviously.

THE MONKEYS ARE HELPING HIM PLAY IM GONNA LOSE IT. thats so unrealistic but its sooooooooo cute.

m. monkey.

damian is having the time of his life fr

damian is no longer having the time of his life

bats. bat monkey. b. batman? how.

fire no match for batman made of monkeys and bats. anime punch.

Nightwing Vs Penguin, Red Hood Vs Deathstroke, Red Robin Vs Two Face, Robin Vs Poison Ivy

damian that was not a joke. A for effort tho.

ok so the amnesia WAS real but smth smth plant magic.

joker that is not what a joke is. you're worse that damian.

4 barrels, who do you think you are deathstroke. the guy who killed the prime minister of japan? HARLEY? harley. this frame gets its own post she straight up licked her. and thats a lot of bare monkey ass. blah blah they blow up robot. "keep your tongue to yourself" blushing rn

batjokes sword fight, im bored again. joker has a boner. who give a shit. bruce bores me in that special way of his. i am once again reminded about why i can only ever pay attention to him when Dick is involved. if someone else doesnt show up soon my eyes are gonna roll back into my head. joker is not funny enough to make this interesting. hes kinda hot tho. is it just me or are the animators losing steam towards the end of this. im. im bored. oh i missed the fans, those were cool, its nice to see them one last time. blah blah kill joker- wait a minu- ok nvm. coward. batjokes should die together an share a grave. in main canon even.

gonna cry over monkichi brb. at least he has monmi. his sister? gf? both?

ok so by the credits i assume this movie was originally in japanese. anyways. after credits. bruce does wayne stuff, selina does catwoman things. pfft. old style batcart dents a strangers car.

harley and ivy were tara strong ofc, and apparently jason and dami shared a VA, i didnt even notice that. so did dick and alfred. and grodd and deathstroke. a lot of double casting.

[telehead]

Flaky, flaky, flawed, and snaky.

Play the victim, lie, and bate me.

Fool me once, play your games.

Fool me twice, call me names.

Charm, charm, so you can harm

without anybody sounding alarm.

You try to hide it, yet I see it fly,

that giant red banner across the sky.

Spend, spend, I see a trend.

YOU need MY help, and so I lend.

Drinks, sluts, games and drugs;

just sweep it all under rugs!

Crack, crack, break my back.

I just might have a heart attack!

Shove my love through a shredder!

I really deserve so much better...

Burn, burn, the pages turn.

Of all you read, you cannot learn.

I wrote that book to show my love.

Now it burns, it wasn’t enough.

Threat, threat, place your bet?

Make a stranger kiss your neck?

How dare I involve your friends?

This is how our story ends.

Risk, risk. Our health you’ve risked.

It’s not okay, you must have missed!

Inside your unborn child’s mother,

AND the next day, inside another.

Fuck, fuck, you cheat and suck!

Tell your daughter “best of luck,

I went and gave up your mommy,

now this hotter new girl’s got me.”

Karma, karma, what a bitch;

the new girl left you in a ditch.

No one else would lend a hand,

so maybe now you understand.

Lie, lie, go off and cry!

You would not care if I die!

You’re only there to see the baby.

I ask for more? Nah, that’s crazy!

Busy, busy. You getting dizzy?

Ashlee, Makayla, Meghan, Jada, Lindsey.

Got all these hoes while you’re with ME.

Jessica, Anna, Jaide, Maddy, Whitney.

Bronson, Bronson whenever ya want some

just tell em all you’re chillin with Bronson.

Dumb ass hoes won’t figure shit out.

But lies ALWAYS unravel, without a doubt.

Dumb, dumb. You just gotta get numb.

On Coke, on Percs, alcohol, and bud.

To block the pain of shame and shit.

The dumb, quick way to death type habit.

Jail, jail, yet again you fail.

But every time, you tell the tale:

Denial, blame, threats & lies.

You done this shit now how many times?

21, 21, that was your age then,

that night you ruined your life and

you are not clever, you are not bright,

for what you did just wasn’t right.

Babies, babies, you must like babies

or little girls instead of grown ladies.

You told her you were 16 years old,

and now you project that lie, behold:

14, 14, that was her age then.

You KNEW she was that innocent.

No, not 16 saying she was 19.

That little girl now must be fighting...

Trauma, trauma and all this drama.

You could not comprehend her trauma.

So this must be why you lie and deny,

cause no body likes a perverted guy.

Guilt, guilt around the lies you’ve built.

Or is it shit with which you’re filled?

No wonder you can’t sleep, you’re tangled

in webs you weave in & out of every angle.

Danger, danger! That’s what you are.

Warning Sign! Hazard! Stay very far!

Our crazy past is proof that I know.

Being cool with that shit? Just... NO!

Lost, lost, look what this cost.

Out the window our family’s tossed.

If only you could turn back time,

perhaps then we’d still be fine.

Fine, fine... but COULD we be fine?

If you really could turn back time?

HA! That’s hilarious!! Flaky in check??!

Dating you’s a fucking train wreck!

Ivy, Ivy. So cute, pure, and tiny.

Yet, more loved than gold; almighty.

She makes my heart sing and glow.

But this feeling you’ll never know.

Innocent, innocent that’s what she is.

So, far away from you she’ll live.

Away from twisted lies, and deception;

whores, drugs, violence, and destruction.

Happy, happy. That’s what she’ll be;

not around danger, but safe here with me.

She’ll grow to know that she is so loved.

She don’t need your shit, we got enough.

Shame, shame. But you’re to blame.

Happy that I learned your game.

Sad you have Sociopathy,

but that, our girl will never see.

Bye bye you perverted guy.

The truth behind your nasty lie,

THAT will haunt you till you pass.

Or maybe longer... take a guess.

Flaky, flaky, flawed, and snaky?

Real shit happens fuckin with flaky.

So take a page from my mad diary:

Flakes can go fuck themselves,TRUST me.

[yanderelovlies]

✨Galaxy Anon ✨ here!

Thanks viví for understanding and no problem! Glad to hear that. You deserve the happiness.

I know, I get maybe the artstyle maybe not your cup of tea but that hard? I thought nick looked cute with his new outfit. True. Probably just didn’t like the artstyle and new outfits for some but dear lord overdramatic much?

Yes and even then sometimes they make you feel stupid that you don’t understand it. Yeah like sorry I suck at this subject but I’m trying. But sometimes I don’t blame the teachers since I was so paranoid even the nice ones I had a hard time even asking since I was so scared.

I get that but sometimes it isn’t your fault. You have the right to say no and they shouldn’t make you feel bad about it. I had to learn that and I still struggle with it but know sometimes it’s okay. Well I feel welcomed so I think you’re doing a good job at it.

No worries and yeah I don’t want people to know who I am unless I trust them and I mean when I’m very sure since I was a stupid kid back then and did some things that could’ve actually gotten me hurt. Makes sense at least you have some wall of privacy now. Was there one that made you laugh? Ooh please do one day I love to heat them that sounds interesting especially in her field of work.

I get that. Once I get attached it’s hard for me to break off a bad friendship or deal with a lose of one when we both drift apart. Yeah I get that especially now fearing to put yourself out there okay to get hurt again…it’s a terrible feeling and has messed with me for years. Are they trying to be friends with you again or trying to hurt you again? No worries I will anyway so you don’t have to worry if I left this blog again. Viví you’re too sweet stop it you’re making my teeth rot! I don’t usually get dressed up but I’m wearing my best outfit for that gotta look good! Get my good side lol.

You deserve all the happiness in the world 100% facts.

I don't get either. Don't get me wrong there is somethings that feels a bit off, but I don't think it was worth an uproar. I just hope Sauce and those working on the game remember to take care of themselves. The deserve all the rest they can get.

They do! Though I did have this teacher in high school was she seemed like she would have been over it, but was eager to help make sure her students passed she just had resting bitch face lol.

I have to remind myself too, and I'm getting better at it though sometimes I can't help it. I'm glad you feel welcomed cause that's one of two goals 💕.

Oh God me too I had unrestricted internet access. I thought I knew all and nothing would happen. Oops lol. As for funny stories from my mom mmm honestly I would have to ask her I have the memory of goldfish 👀.

Well, I originally broke off the friendship because they are very...toxic. It also didn't help that one person in the group made it seem like I was a problem even though I just wanted to hang out. Now only one of them tries to hang out, but I don't have it in me anymore. I'm tired of "being a problem" so I don't really respond and hope they just leave alone. Also I bet you look fantastic in whatever you wear so flaunt 💅✨️💕

[seven-oomen]

Hi, Ben!  I hope your day has been going well!  So, the good news is that we didn’t end up having a tornado.  The bad news is that we got some hella intense winds that took out lots of trees and power lines.  So, we ended up closing early when the power went out, but the registers were fucked for most of the weekend once it finally came back (though there’s lots of places still out.)  Needless to say I’m very glad I took this week off for my birthday, the break will be very appreciated.  XD  (Even if I will miss my work kitty, because she is my spoiled, obnoxious, little honorary-ginger bby, and I don’t trust any of my coworkers to look after her correctly, as most of them are very much dog people.)

Had a couple questions about post-OUAT stuff that if you were okay answering I was going to file away in “Notes in case of future ideas and inspo”.  I’ve managed to sort of talk around or just avoid them in the previous two, but are the most likely to be relevant to the stuff my brain seems to be coming up with lately.  If you don’t want to spoil it yet, that’s fine, or if you want to email me, or put it under a Read More or whatever also works.  But I think the main ones were:

1. Do all the boys end the story with their triskele/spiral necklaces?  (You have NO IDEA how much self control it’s taken to not mention them yet.  XD )  No particular detail is required, mostly just want to know if I can mention them without worrying who’s wearing it or if it’s a sore point or whatever.

2.  Does Jax get the Bite before or after the story ends?  If after, is it before or after the twins?  I’ve only had a couple vague ideas involving the kids, but that felt a potentially important detail. XD

3.  This is not actually a question, and you don’t have to address it at all if you don’t want, but a part of me is intensely curious about any details of the twins (or even future bby Argent) that you would like to share, if you ever decided on any extra specifics.  Again, if you’d rather keep any of that under wraps I am more than happy to keep it vague if I do any more little scenes (and do my own speculating ;D ), but between my boss and her 5 month old, and my friend and her 2 month old, I kinda have babies on the brain.  (In a general “cute to play with and cuddle, but yeah, no, they’re going home with mom” kinda way, but still. XD )

Anyway, I’m getting ready to head out and run some errands, so I will wrap up for now.  I hope the weather is being nice, and your pain levels ease up, or at least level out, and that any of the mobility aids you’ve been seeking out are affordable and helpful!  Take care!  *Lots of hugs to you and Mo!!!*

Hi B! The weather here dipped below 30F / 0C and it’s currently 26F / -3C and thus freezing. My fibro is therefore flaring up like a bitch and it has decided to put me in agony for the last 24 hours. The nagging pain I could handle, right now, after a day of chores, appointments, and a grocery trip,  it is burning and throbbing. And it absolutely sucks.

A doctor friend of mine thinks I might have thin fiber neuropathy since I am picking up changes in air pressure, have a heightened sensitivity to temperature, and other weird things. And reading the symptom list, yeah... I think she might have a point.

It sucks though. It hurts a lot.

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But I am glad you have a week off! I hope it’s a good week, with the power restored. I’m sure the kitty at work will be very happy you’re doting on her again when you get back <3

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My cane is actually a huge help, and I will most likely get a wheelchair either by the end of this week, or by the beginning of next week. (A loan model, but if I like it, I will be buying one for myself.) Which, uh, will be a big financial thing, like 180 - 250 bucks, but I hope to get that saved together before June. Fingers crossed!

As for the questions:

1. They do! All of the original necklaces made it through the various scrapes the boys were in. And while it was a sore point for them right after Chris left the first time, by the time the story ends they’re all wearing them again in full display.

2. Jax takes the bite near the end of the story in a ceremony. He’s 17 at the time of the bite. He’s the first of the new packmates to be turned, Isaac, Erica, and Boyd are introduced and turned not long after. (I am still on the fence about introducing Liam)

Jax’s turning is in 2011, and the twins Mikhail and Adeline are born in 2012.

Adeline is a druid and is the first born of the twins;

Mikhail is a born werewolf and born 20 minutes after his sister;

I haven’t given them a canonical birthday yet, but probably somewhere in April 2012.

And this is Rosalie Argent, she was named Marie at some point during my planning, still haven’t made up my mind 100% as to what her name is, just that she is clasified as Human, and she was born in 2013. So whatever name you choose, is the name she will have in canon. ;)

I hope all of this helps, I have a lot planned out for Once Upon A Time verse, and I honestly still love talking about it, so I actually really love these questions. And I would love to answer any you have tbh ^^ As much as I can <3

Take care B!

[performativezippers]

As a reader, I would much rather read a work that's completed or ongoing that includes shortcuts or missing scenes than see a fic abandoned.

Say you're writing a longer thing and you're really excited for scene 3. You've written scene 1. Nailed it. But scene 2...it's not working. You can't make yourself write it. You know what needs to happen in it, but you. just. can't. write. it. And you feel like you can't write scene 3 without having done it, or like if you do skip ahead you know you'll never come back to scene 2.

THAT'S FINE. Try doing this!

Scene 2: "hey reader, how's it going. this scene wouldn't let me write it so imma tell you what was supposed to happen so we can all move on to the juicy stuff. so imagine there's a long scene here in which X and Y are talking and they run into a stranger or something who thinks they're together, and they get super awkward about it, and X is anxious and stuff like 'oh no we're not gay lol awkkkkk' but Y is like YEEEEEEEEHAWWWW but inside, you know? okay, cool. that's the end of this scene. the next one starts the day after this happens"

Scene 3: *you write the little scene you were so excited about*

And then, guess what? You can post it like that. You can! There are NO RULES. No one will fault you for it--and if they do, they suck and don't need to be considered as you make decisions about your own life and your own hobbies, because assholes don't need to be taken into consideration.

Or maybe you'll realize you don't need scene 2! Maybe the reason you couldn't write it was that you kinda knew it didn't really matter, but you were stuck on how to do anything without it. There's a solution for that too. In scene 3, you can refer to it happening, even if it was "off screen." Like this:

"So...yesterday," Y says, rubbing the back of her neck a little awkwardly. "That lady at the library thought we were together. Like, a couple." "Yeah," X says, way too loudly, looking anywhere but at Y. "THAT WAS WEIRD. WHY DID SHE SAY THAT. HAHA LIKE, SO WEIRD, RIGHT." Y's heart sinks. She'd been so happy for that split second when the lady at the checkout desk had called them a cute couple, but it's clear now. X didn't like it. X doesn't like her that way.

Look! Boom! Scene 2 wasn't needed! The emotions from scene 2, what needed to be communicated, can come through in other ways.

You can be honest with your readers! You can trust us to roll with you if you give us some stage direction, or gesture to things that aren't there. We'll stick with you.

Friendly reminder to all the writers on here:

You don’t owe anyone good writing.

You don’t owe anyone a complete storyline written in order.

You can jump around. You can abandon projects. You can write really shitty stories! Writing is about telling stories and creating worlds. Not about what makes your followers happy.

I have to remind myself of this a lot, because in most of my stories I’ve gotten stuck and don’t know where to go. But you can jump around. You can skip parts. It doesn’t matter.

Write what makes you happy.