#cliches are cliche for a reason tho they hit every time !

[bubuslutty]

Omg single dad Price?? Cliche as hell but hits all the right spots when ovulating hahah

omd thank you so much for this ask anon!

I've had so much writing abt single dad price! I hope I delivered 💙

cod mw2 masterlist

word count: 2.1k

tags: fem!reader, she/her, no descriptions of physical appearance, poc friendly, sfw

warning: none.

a/n: I wrote this on my periods and by God do I want this man so horribly bad. my mind is infested with filth when I think abt him but I also want to write fluffy things for him :((

okay so single dad price au

first of all, in my head, for some unknown reason, he'd have 2 boys, maybe twins and 1 little girl, the youngest. I see them as all being under 10 years old.

maybe you first met through one of his friends, Johnny maybe, who decided to invite you to travel down to Price's place all the way from Glasgow for some sightseeing and touristy stuff, or going to a festival or going to a show to see one of your favorite bands.

You knew Price, heard of him a couple of times but never met him face to face. and lo and behold when you do, your heart does a little flip and a giggle comes out of your mouth when he introduces himself and sticks his hand out, smiling down at you.

I SORRY BUT I'M WHIPPED FOR THIS MAN-

luckily he doesn't mind the giggle and his smile just becomes even bigger, because it's evident you're happy to be there, happy to meet him. and if Johnny likes you, Price is bound to like you as well.

And he does like you, easily swapping jokes and laughing together with Johnny. He gets comfortable pretty quickly with you, he leans forward and nods to whatever you say, seemingly captivated by your whole aura. After a whole pint of beer, he unbuttons two more buttons of his short-sleeved shirt. It was already hot outside, so maybe he wanted to cool down but his eyes say otherwise.

John is fucking massive, that you can tell by his body, even tho Johnny tells you he's a busy dad of 3 children, he somehow still manages to still go to the gym. He has both muscles with a healthy layer of fat on them, and you can appreciate a big man with a soft tummy but with the strength of a bull.

You've seen pictures of John before, shown to you by Johnny on multiple occasions. And his back still haunts your dreams. In a good way. He had such a huge back that you wanted to just climb it and cling to it.

And that man had huge arms and veiny hands with blond hairs on them, and a nice full beard on his face and fluffy hair with the warmest eyes you've seen. And the absolute unit of shoulders to waist ratio ever. And to top it off that man has WICKED hips, thighs and ass.

He mentions his kids once or twice over some drinks and yorkshire pudding burritos. And you sit up, interested and curious. You ask about their ages, names and because he's such a dad, he obviously has to show you his wallpaper of his boys and girl.

You lean closer to look at them, and they're so cute, with blond hair just like him, his boys have brown eyes while his little girl has blue ones. And they're genuinely adorable that you Aww at every picture he shows you.

This leads to Johnny telling you anecdotes from when they were little, like nappies little, and how one of his sons peed on him in the middle of changing his nappies once.

It's all fun and games until Johnny frowns down at his phone when he receives a message and he excuses himself, telling you and John how he has a thing to take care of, so he's leaving you two together to have some fun, and for John to take advantage of his child-free time.

Johnny leaves after giving you a tight hug and a wink, walking out of the nice pub John frequents.

"So… What's your favourite colour?" You asked, biting your lower lip and staring at John through your eyelashes.

And he seemed taken back by your question, "My favourite colour?"

"Yeah," You nodded, feeling a bit anxious for asking such a silly question, but you really wanted to get to know him, starting by asking him innocent questions and analyzing his reactions to them.

"Blue. What about you?" He answered with a shrug and a small smile.

"Me too! It's also my favourite colour!" You gasped, excited.

John chuckled at your excitement, taking a swing of his beer while you toyed with your phone like a fidget toy.

"I don't remember anyone ever asking me about my favourite colour, except my kids of course, and that one face paint artist at school fairs." John said and you giggled again.

"What did you get painted on?" You asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sonic the hedgehog." He sighed and you started laughing, eyes watering and shoulders shaking, even snorting once and slapping a hand to your mouth, eyes wide and cheeks hot.

John doesn't think twice before prying your hand away from your face, "Don't. A snort isn't going to chase me away."

"And uhm, I know why we're here, really here. Johnny isn't as subtle as he thinks he is." John confessed and looked away from your face, as if embarrassed.

"It's alright if you don't want to get together or anything, we could forget this ever happened, John." You said, placing a hand on top of his and leaning closer to look at his face better.

He looked at you as soon as those words left your mouth, "I didn't say anything about not wanting to get together-"

"Really?"

John sighed and grabbed and squeezed your hand, running his other hand through his beard, "Listen, you're absolutely lovely, charming and as beautiful as Johnny claims you to be. I do want to get to know you better, It's just– I'm not really someone you easily date."

You smiled, "You're a package deal."

"Excuse me?"

"Buy one, get three free." You said, watching the absolute giant of man look at you all worried as if there was something wrong with him.

John was stunned, looking at you as if you grew an extra head.

"What? You thought I'd agree to meet and flirt with you, knowing I won't get with a single parent?" You said, scooting closer to him, resting your chin on your palm and looking at him through your pretty eyelashes.

"I don't know if this is of any help, but I'm the oldest of 4 children, and my youngest sibling is 15 years younger than me. So little kids don't scare me, trust me." You said, puffing your chest as if you were a decorated soldier with veteran experience in taking care of little shits.

John cracked a small smile, "I'm sure you're a great older sister."

"I try my best." You humbly said, bowing your head and John chuckled again.

"So, how about we go for a walk and you can tell me all about your workout routine, you can't be the only one looking like a much hotter version of Superman." You said and John all but agreed.

And you do go for a walk, and chat about everything and anything. and you have so much fun that John forgets what time it is for a bit and gets surprised when his alarm rings and he has to go pick up his kids from school.

You say bye to each other and he says how he's going to invite you and Johnny over for a hangout with his other guys back at his place.

So you do go, you keep meeting him, and you eventually meet his kids, and they're lovely, polite and wary of you at first, because they're still very young and are children to parents who don't like or love each other like most parents do.

So you try your best to approach them in the best way possible, and decide to tell them nothing but the truth and talk to them like you'd talk to adults.

So when you start seeing their dad, he tells them one night over dinner, just the, and you also confirm it to them when you get invited over, "I like your father.

And his boys look up from their legos and his little girl stops flying a dinosaur in the air right before she crashes it on a city made out of blocks and barbie dolls.

"We know." The twins say at the same time and they shrug, resuming their play.

"Dinosaur?" The little girl hands you another dinosaur, and you nod, and take it from her little hand.

"Dinosaur." You repeat and you watch her dive the dinosaur's head to a barbie's head and act like he was eating the barbie, so you did the same thing, with added sound effects.

You don't expect the children to call you mum, you aren't overly friendly with them or force your friendship on them. You give them space, time and respect. And John seems to be incredibly grateful for it, even if he doesn't comment on it, but his eyes and smiles say enough.

Things slowly evolve, and the children start asking for you when you're not around.

"Dad, where's your friend?" One of his boys asked him on the way to get ice cream after school.

"You mean dad's girlfriend." The other twin corrects his brother.

"Are you boyfriend girlfriend?" His little girl asks.

"She's busy with work at the moment, and we're not dating, not yet, at least." John says.

"Not yet?"

"Why?"

"But we saw you kiss in the kitchen!"

"Please be boyfriend girlfriend! She's nice and she's better at helping us with homework than you!"

So John is now stuck in his car, being roasted by his children on their way to get ice-cream, and he shuts them up when he tells them they won't officially date until all of them like you.

Which they obviously already do and they agree very quickly.

So Price takes you out on a date, to officially ask you out, with his children as some sort of witnesses and official welcome to their family.

They're in a nice italian restaurant, nothing too fancy, and he's wearing a light blue button up with a pair of slacks that do more than justice to his legs and hips. And he looks so so nice, hair brushed back and beard trimmed and oiled up, and he has a watch on his wrist and a bracelet his little girl made him on the other hand.

His little boys are wearing button up shirts in different colours and slacks, and his little girl is wearing a blue dress with a dinosaur pin on her hair, keeping her curls away from her face. And as soon as you show up, her face lights up and she excitedly shows you her dress, spinning around, and telling you that's "It's blue! Like your favourite colour! Like dad's favourite colour!" And she also shows you the dinosaur hairpin and you all but melt and tell her how pretty she looks, and how handsome his boys look.

"You also look very handsome." You smile at John and he blushes a bit, taking your hands in his while his children watch with wide curious eyes.

"And you look very beautiful, darling." He says and you bat your eyelashes at him, "Thank you."

He kisses the back of your hands and he pulls your chair out for you to sit, and you grin and sit down. And then the children all start talking at the same time, about what they'd like to order and what you should try and what they think you'd like, so obviously they have been here before and it's a family favourite.

John tells his little gremlins to calm down and you guys start by ordering drinks and some breadsticks, then he actually has a whole speech prepared about how he's been very happy with you and would love for you to officially join their family.

And while he's saying his speech, his eyes never leaving yours, you don't notice one of his boys holding a small piece of paper under the table and nodding along to his dad's words, and the other twin holding a up thumbs up to show that John is saying everything he's written down.

While John’s little girl somehow pulled a small dinosaur toy out of nowhere and is making it sit on the table and watch you both.

"I'd love to be your girlfriend, and join your family, John." You say when John's done and his children all cheer at the same time, making some people from other tables glance at you.

"Congratulations." The twins say at the time, shaking your hand and their father's in quite a formal manner, making you giggle, "Thank you, gentlemen."

"Can we eat now?" John's little girl asks, and nobody asks why she had shoved tissue inside her dinosaur's mouth, probably mimicking feeding it.

John laughs and nods, "Yes, we can."

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[kyogre-blue]

Wuthering Waves day 2.

I saw someone comment that Scar showing up was the highlight for them, but for me it was the opposite. His entire section with the village and the fake picture book was just so........ cliche and unimaginative. You can just tell they thought they were on to something there, but he's the worst character in the game so far.

Aside from that, they unfortunately didn't really link up the little side quests they send you on. You find out about a plague from twenty years ago and then just kinda drop that plot thread. You go toward the war front, see a vision of the general fighting there, and then... drop that plot thread, turn around and leave without even seeing the front line. You run into Scar, explore a random cult village, and then... he peaces out, we drop this plot thread, and that's it.

Since we're being purposefully sent on these little side quests, I figured they'd like... have something to do with each other?? But apparently not.

Anyway, it was at this point that I hit the level gate, but I also got dailies, so there's that.

Other points:

I finished the beginner banner. I didn't get lucky at all and had to do the full 50 pulls to get the guaranteed 5 star. I got the little girl healer. She's cute, but I'm not sure if I want to sub Baizhi out for her. I don't even know her.

I also got two dude who both use guns. I... should probably sub out Chixia for one of them. But Chixia is a fun gal, I don't want to leave her...

In terms of exploration, I don't mind the way the world looks overall, but it's kind of hard to tell which parts are interactable sometimes. It's not bad, but for some reason I don't feel quite the same mindless enjoyment as Genshin. Maybe I'll get more used to it tho. I still always forget to wall-run.

Combat requires way too much engagement for me. I don't want to parry and perfect dodge things, man. Surely there is a character who has great AOE and doesn't require brainpower to use.

I can't tell whether it's a glitch or what, but the dialogue got really weird near the front line. You can tell Yangyang that you saw the general before you actually get the vision of him, and then afterwards you have the option to tell her about him... and a woman in red, but I didn't see any woman in red...? Truly puzzling.

I am really wondering whether the government was giving some kind of subsidy for putting in a liondance character, between this guy and Gaming. I started his quest, and man. You could make a drinking game out of every time "lion dance" is mentioned.

[lovedeathalice]

no you're so right because i discovered fanfics early this year so i had a wide range of eren stuff i could read. ive either lost those saved fics (deactivated my old account) or the writers are no longer active ;((

all im left with now is stoner/fuckboy college eren, cheating eren or the same smut scene copy and pasted like 10 times in 10 line drabbles smh. atp i dont even read for eren anymore, im starting to migrate to other fandoms bc aot fanfics are so boring now... i wish people were more original (sorry) with their fics instead of doing the same stuff every time. like i watched aot bc the canon universe was completely different from real life. im not here to see eren in college when i literally go there every week

also is it just me or are fics with plots or atleast context (which is pretty rare now) wayyy better than just pure smut fanfics? i cant get interested in reading a fic if its entirely just gross moans and nasty ass nicknames being repeated like a broken record while they fuck in doggy style😭 i feel like ts lacks imagination and its so hard for me to enjoy fics like that

Ok I'm not gonna lie, I always absolutely LOVE whatever trope ends up becoming cliche or the main go to trope for a popular character😭

For example when I was into Ellie Williams & Eren, I could NEVER get enough of those college dealer fics where they would hit on reader & shit. And right now those Feyd-Rautha fics where reader is always an Atreides princess promised to the Harkonnens... like every character has that one trope that becomes their main it trope and I LOVE it, it's so good like IDC abt the tropes being different.

BUT with that being said, I totally get what you're saying. Those tropes aren't being put to good use, which is what makes them tired & boring.

Like you said, it's always smut repeated over and over again with the nasty weird nicknames the character would never say💀

Like I am SICK of reading 103829229 different variations of "oh fuck yeah babygirl princess let daddy fuck that tight wet pussy" like YUCKKKKK those fics seem to be universally copy & pasted for every popular character ever and it's so LAME.

Like don't get me wrong I love good hot smut scenes, but when that's all it is it's so lame😭 Like please give me some more shit to imagine!!

Unfortunately tho at this point the Eren fandom is very much dead, so I don't bother looking for fics with him in it anymore.

I wish I had the creativity and talent to write all the stories I've wanted to read for all the characters I've liked, but the fandoms are so dead now and for some reason readers don't engage with fics like they used to, thus killing off motivation for anyone starting to write.

Anyways you're so right, anon. Hopefully we find the fics we like and not just pointless smut🙏🏼

[angeldigital92]

I feel like ever since I watched eraserhead I need to pay a bit more attention to david lynch movies vs every other movie but also glad I got around watching blue velvet because I only knew of The Ear but now I can say that it was overall rly interesting maybe even enjoyed a bit more than I should (lowkey kinnie reasons)

I've enjoyed Jeffrey's "kinda weird but makes sense" dynamic with sandy and Dorothy and? I guess it makes sense that sandy would was "written that way bc that's how women in the 80s were written" but I still feel like that's like.. the one thing I kinda wish it was written better? or I guess executed better would be a better word...

to put some context , (and if ykwim) Jeffrey to me is like shuichi saihara in a way that he gets so interested and involved in crime/detective work he does pretty much live a double life (kagehara/shuichi) til everything circles back and all ends end well or whatever (also shoutout to the actor who was also in twin peaks I might be vv gay for) but what messes with me still is sandy very clearly setting boundaries about her relationship and Being in one , which is , yk very good to express , but then when they (jeffsandy) start getting involved and "meet" Dorothy for the first time , you can see on her face she's?? visibly jealous?? upset even that jeffrey is studying her??? it messes with me in a way because I get jeffrey DID flirt with her before ! I get he even TRIED hitting on her when the line started to blur between him being Him and him with dorothy and and when you do see Sandy's boyfriend , it just made me wonder... why are you upset about finding out he's with another women ? why are you literally crying breaking down ?? did you.. expect him to ALSO save you from a bad relationship???? YOUR FATHER IS A DETECTIVE/COP!!! WHY DIDNT YOU SAY ANYTHING ESPECIALLY TO SOMEONE WHO IS TRUSTWORTHY?!?!?!? I feel like there could of been a more clear way to communicate she's in a bad spot or even expand upon Why she still chooses to stay with someone who mistreat her , like . is it her parents? is it her? is it because of cliche school statues(cute girl dating the jock but falls for the "nerd")??? does that make sense??

besides THAT LMAO I think its a very fun movie and even tho it's 2 hours , I didn't feel like it took that long (I guess the constant movement and action throughout helped) and definitely willing to rewatch with others !! also yea Kyle (insert last name here) is in it and I think I'm super gay for him

[shouldprobablybereading]

I finished us against you and it was good, but not as good as beartown which I don’t really think needed a sequel in the first place.

Overall it was interesting, but unlike the first book it kinda felt like he held back the heavy punches. Like it’s not even foreshadowed as they say it out loud that at least one person is going to die, but both times it’s supposed to happen he basically undercuts the impact by giving two options and choosing the less hurtful one every time.

Like the car accident at the end that was foreshadowed to be the hard hitting moment of the book. He kills vidar, who while I liked him was not nearly as established as I think he wanted him to. And worse he did a switch by showing ana out of the way and chose the less hurtful option of who to die . My reaction wasn't "oh no vidar died how sad" but "oh thank god ana didn't die, sad for vidar tho" which I don't think is the intention. And it wouldn't be an issue if it was just the one time, but it happends 3 times that it seems an important character is about to die and then doesn't. Benii, Ramona and then Ana. Compare that to the first book where you realize what is going to happen, absolutely do not want it to happen and then it does anyway. It's just less impactful.

I also think you feel the negative aspects of having such a big cast for the first time, amat iwasjust not relevant this book I remember more things that his mom did than him.

Theo also felt kinda forced as an antagonist, like there needed to be a reason for certain things to happen rather than just happening. It wasn't bad it just didn't feel like as natural of a development. It also kinda took away the blame from some characters. Like we are clearly supposed to disagree and judge peter for the decision that he made, but since it was more like an ultimatum it kinda felt muddled

On the positive side I am getting major nostalgia from both books, like I've said the characters are kinda cliche but well done. I've seen them all before and it's reminding me so much of nordic and german kids shows that I used to watch as a kid. Which is probably helped by the audiobook reader being a pretty known actress. (I love her voice so much and want to listen to so many more audiobooks by her) Tho ironically despite being 100% sure I have heard her before I can't find anything specific that she's been in that I've seen

[gemharvest]

HIII TY MICK PLS PAY NO MIND TO THE FACT I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THIS YESTERDAY..

Nickname: Literally whatever someone wants to call me (as long as it's respectful). I have had people call me "guro" as a shortened way of saying my art username so uhhh take that LOL.

Height: ~5'6"

Favorite School Subject: This is so cliche of me but it was, of course, art. It was almost band but the mental illinios made me have a very love/ hate relationship with it by the end, and also an honorable mention to my Spanish class.

Something I Want to Learn: 3D modeling & animation would be really cool to learn I'm just sitting on my hands with it. I also kinda wanna practice singing but that shit Ain't Happening until I'm moved out and on my own. /lh

Favorite Quote: Serious ones are so hard for me to pull up guhhhhhh.. Tie between the lyrics "You are a thief and a murderer too/ Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon/ Cos you did to her and you did it to him/ And you did it before and you'll do it again" from "Spring/Sun/Winter/Dread" by Everything Everything and the lyrics "Know that your life is more frightening than writing a song/ It's an action of fractions you're passing along/ And these oceans of emotion will crash once they hit the shore (I promise you)" from "Fragments" by an Unkindness. Actually a lot of Fragments could go here. Shoutout to trauma. /j Buuuuttt a funny one? Chills reading out "Michiel later describes this spider as being the size of a full grown pizza". Also Waldermite going "Why are you blue?" is funny as hell I have to fight myself not to quote it.

Favorite Food: It rotates a lot depending on what I'm in the mood for/ what I've had a lot of lately but as of nowwwwwww focking hamburgers. Not a favorite but shoutout to the fact that I've been craving a runza so bad for the like. past month.

Favorite Place: Sitting in the car still parked in my work parking lot after I have just clocked out. Very hyper-specific in location and the reason why but shrugs I need to get out more so this is the only answer I got. The Omaha Henry Doorly Zoo is cool tho. I like going to the zoo as the rare vacation we get. 👍

What Can't I Leave My House Without: I also need my glasses LOL. I also need my phone and my wallet on me; earbuds and a sketchbook (w/ tools ofc) as well depending on what I'm going out to do. Been bringing plush friends to places lately as well but that's not rlly a necessity.

Last Song I Listened To: Gotta be honest I had to listen to the songs I picked for the quote question. That said that's a boring answer; the last song I listened to before those was "Californication" by Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Identitiy: TME fat agender lesbian it/its-user & (kitty) therian & dubious irl of a couple characters but I don't wanna talk abt it (there's stuff I gotta figure out but I have a job so idrc about that rn /reference).

Eye Color: I usually just simplify it as green bc man every time I think abt it I get less confident in how I describe it. I thiiink it's closest to a grey-green (grey on the outer ring and green around the pupil) but it's hard telling the difference between blue and grey eye colors sometimes. bleh

Hair Color: Naturally brown; I like to bleach the long part of it to be blonde though.

Something I Collect: 1998 Furbies!

Favorite Movie: Heathers (1998) mayyyybbeeee. Hyperfixation bias wants me to say the FNaF movie but I think I like Heathers more objectively.

Favorite Song: [I need everyone to listen to this] but being serious uhhhhh. Man is it lame for me to say it's the The Living Tombstone remix of JT Music's "Join Us for a Bite"? Have not been able to shake it for months now.

Favorite Book: I remember really liking The Great Gatsby so I'm gonna answer that. I wish I read more thoughh.

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Languages: English but I have retained enough from Spanish class to be able to make some stuff out. Not fluent in it at all though; I need to keep up the study but I'm lazy abt it.

Full Name: You're not getting that. Karl "Sho" "Crust" "Schmidt" gemharvest is the closest you can have. "gemharvest" can be replaced with barnmates and guromaws as well but the url here is gemharvest so.

Tattoos/ Piercings: None atm but I'd like to get both eventually. Parents are disapproving of tattoos so I probably wont get any 'til I'm moved out but piercings might come sooner rather than later. Who knows!

I'm sorry you can put me down but I'm not tagging anybody; I don't got anybody I'd feel comfortable throwing this at. That said, if anyone has read this all and wants to do it feel free to reblog off of me idc.

Hello will. i was tagged by the ever wonderful @isopodhours so here we go tag game time

Nickname: mifs and assorted variants

Height: 5'10

Favorite school subject: art

Something I want to learn: ugmmmmm. how to knit better

Favorite quote: i like the lyrics "ivory towers and plastic flowers" from elo's The Way Life's Meant To Be. from the album time

Favorite food: that snack mix that has pretzels, cheetos, and mini nacho cheese doritos and harvest cheddar sunchips in it.

Favorite place: This gay ass city rochester everyone should visit theres gonna be a total solar eclipse here in april

What can't I leave my house without: i havent left the house in a month so i dont fucking know

Last song I listened to: millennium anthem 2000 new years eve

Identity: fat genderfluid bi butch. Fursona haver. collector of little things

Eye color: baby cow brown or whatever

Hair color: also brown

Something I collect: maneki neko as well as Regular cat chotchkes

Favorite movie: sighs loudly. the brave little toaster. always has been and always will be

Favorite song: no idea but probably something by either elo or red vox

Favorite book: i cant say the name of it or i will be swarmed but the name is similar to "goon omelet"

Zodiac sign: cancer. crab

Languages: english

Full name: mifs "raspberryjamrock" "blackmarketjoy" "pikpikpop" pyrovisionary. im not putting my real ass name on here

Tattoos/piercings: my ears are pierced but i dont have Any fun earrings yet aside from ones that make it look like theres screws going through my ears. i need to get ones that look like floppy disks or fish or something one of these days

theres no way in hell im tagging 20 people. so ill tag the bastards i know well. You have my blessing to do this wighout me tagging you directly go do it

@biracy @pkbeamgamma @feintenstein

[flashyfucker]

hii!! i hope you’re doing well <33

just wanted to ask, if you could share some WIPs with the class?? i am obsessed with your writing

oo let's party! hope ur well too anon <3 bully me into writing these (or share thoughts / vibes / req somethin else) x

stuff that’s got words in the doc! — (or at least in the notes app lmao)

jack hughes x mean!reader where you live in the town where the hughes brothers and their band of obnoxious hockey bros vacation. you hooked up with jack a few summers ago, and at his first sign of cockiness about it, you’d decided to spend every following summer making his life hell. his buddies are more than happy to help. this year’s newest development: jack gets off on u being mean to him!! :)

pierre luc dubois x reader where you and luc matched on tinder during quarantine. you traded numbers (and nudes. and hours of heartfelt conversation, too), but nothing really came of it after quarantine. now, months later, he shows up at a dinner party as your cousin’s new boyfriend, and all you can think of are the things you said you’d do to each other. 

pierre luc dubois x reader x nolan patrick, where u grew up with nolpat and were never really dating but there was always something there. the line kinda dies out, though, when he moves to vegas, and back in winnipeg, you’ve started dating pld. it’s angsty and luc lets you fuck nolan for closure, basically <3 we love sad porn!

matthew tkachuk x best friend/brothers best friend/family friend’s daughter where you're hanging out and he borrows your phone for a second & you've accidentally left your burner twitter acc open or incognito window up or something and it's filthy and he's like "damn, you're into this?" and maybe offers to do it to u idk!

ideas i don't have outlines for yet! — feel free to make suggestions for these!

slutty party boy tyson jost x best friend reader where he f*cks anything with a pulse and is kind of a dirtbag but softens, just a little, for his best friend. taken from the tag: tipping her head back to pour drinks down her throat and/or fingertips brushing her lips when he holds the blunt up for her to hit. setting her up with teammates only to get weird about it when they actually start talking. him getting plastered and trying to fight the dude she’s hanging out with (cause she’s tryna get over tyson at the same time as tyson’s realising he only wants her. </3)

[player] x teammates best friend wherein at a party they're trying to match you with a guy on the team: teammate/your best friend drunkenly claims "[player] is too nice for y/n. she gets off on being roughed up"...... [player] is caught off guard and you’re embarrassed, but it turns out player is definitely not too nice for u at all

[player] x best friend cliche where they’re play fighting and he playfully slaps her thigh a little too close to her ass and she makes this noise so he does it again ... etc lmao

— also worth adding if you send slutty thoughts to my inbox i'll usually write a couple hundred words on them & i have like.. way too many of those that are partly written lmao! i dont think they count as WIPs but they're also happening xxx

[bellewintersroe]

Hiiii loveeee!

Did a lil dancey dance when I saw your opened you requests to write for our boys! So I am clearly a firm lover of anything Ronald Speirs and would absolutely love something for him if it’s not too much trouble? I have been feeling a lil fragile lately and not like my usual bad bitch self cause I’m just a lil exhausted so maybe a “touch her and I’ll kill you” kinda protective (and maybe borderline possessive ;) ) Speirs would make my little delicate self feel a bit better if you have any ideas?

Thank you so much!!

heyyy first of all it’s absolutely no trouble at all, thank you for the request!! Secondly I hope you feel better soon and get lots of rest :)))))

ps - so sorry this took so long to post.

Also the reader being a nurse is always my go to, I feel like it’s the most realistic position (even tho this is all fiction, idk) so I hope this is okay for you!!!! Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes and tense mistakes (I have a bad habit of swapping between past and present tense)! tw- a little bit of harassment but Ron fixes that ;)

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You’re everything to Ron Speirs. When he see’s you getting hit on and jealousy arises, his protectiveness becomes apparent with a hint of possessiveness.

There you were. The first person Ron’s eyes landed on in the crowd of people. It was a cliche, but you really were his soft spot, his weakness, the reason why a fire ignited in his chest every time he caught sight of you. He loved you dearly, it was so simple to Ron. The only thing that wasn’t so simple was the protectiveness that emerged with his feelings. As one of the few combat nurses attached with Easy, both wanted and unwanted attention was something faced on a daily basis. Whilst the majority of the men had grown friendly and respectful of you and the other girls, for some, you were a rare sight. It was amazing the way desperation and the lack of female attention could effect some men.

Cat calling, yelling, whistling, even barking. You’d grown used to it all, the only thing you felt you couldn’t handle was threats or unwanted touching. Whilst it was a rare occurrence, it did happen. Not to be mistaken, as a combat nurse you were tough, extremely tough, and you had developed a feisty attitude alongside an iron fist that could break a man’s cheek bone. But when situations became out of hand and you found yourself weeping, that’s when Ron Speirs would step in.

“You want a seat ma’m?” One of the sergeants from I Company offered whilst your hands were plunged deep into the steamy water, attempting to wash the stains blood and grime out of the cloth. “Oh, no, no, I’ll be okay. Thank you, sir.” Forever polite, you’d got back to work, scrubbing and squeezing the apron dozens of times over.

You were to be moved off the line in roughly three hours, so you wanted to be prepared and get the last of the cleaning done before moving out. Haguenau was almost as cold as Bastogne, it had sucked the life out of you. Still, you trooped on, just like everybody else.

There was some commotion ahead of you, muttering and whispering followed by boyish giggles. Eyes were on you, they always were. The men of I Company whom you weren’t so familiar with seemed quite fond of having a female in their vincity. It wasn’t their chatting that bothered you, but they’re staring. Growing a scowl, you tensed your shoulders and avoided looking up in order to seem more unapproachable. Still, their eyes remained glued to your stature.

“I have a seat you can sit on?” One of them called out followed by a round of laughter, forcing an awkward smile, you subconsciously began scrubbing harder. “Hey, you wanna come sit with us for a while!” The same man called out again. This time, you couldn’t ignore his request.

“Uh, I’m alright thank you.” Confidently, you nodded and took another look at the blue cloth. It was almost free from grime, you were itching to leave the room, so your washing continued a little more vigorously.

“Heyyy, c’mon! We’re great fun aren't we?!” “I’m sure you are, I’m just a busy woman.” A little more genuine now, you took a light hearted approach, some of the men groaning in response. “What’s your name?” Gazing up, your eyes lingered at the man who asked, pondering if telling him your name was the best idea. Sensing your hesitation he laughed and sat up straighter, leaning one hand against the sink where you were stood.

“I don’t care for her name.” One man remarked, your cheeks warming in embarrassment. “Well I care for more than that.” “C’mon, baby, give that a rest for a minute-“ the man lingered his palm up your wrist. Snatching it away, you returned a scowl. “No.”

“don’t be fucking boring, c’mon.” he stood up straighter, the other men growing quiet as a tension replaced their chatter. With a sigh and the roll of your eyes, you stepped back, lifting the cloth from the water. Screw it, you thought. A dirty cloth was better than this harassment. “Oh, you think you’re better than us don’t you?” He seemed highly offended by your actions, ringing out the cloth snappily, you prayed that he’d just shut the hell up and leave you alone. “Hey!” He yelled more, startling you as your wide eyes met his narrowed ones. “See, this is why women shouldn’t be out h-“ before he could finish his sentence the door slammed open, everybody simultaneously jumped. Within seconds nobody else other than Ron Speirs was stood at your side. Relief was quickly followed with a slight worry. A worry that Ron would end this man’s existence.

“Have we got an issue here, private?” Ron’s voice was low, eyes dead set on his victim, jaw tensing whenever he seized to speak. Your heart set off accelerating, knowing your boyfriend didn’t tolerate any of this shit, especially not when it came to his girl.

“No, sir.” The man clicked his tongue, avoiding all eye contact with the Captain. “Then explain to me why it’s acceptable to speak to her the way you did? You think it’s okay to lay a finger on her?” Oh, Ron had seen it all, he was furious, still remaining formal, but the slight shake of anger in his voice was something you recognised instantly.

“Uh-“ he was cut off, a dismayed Speirs leaving no time for an answer. “No, it’s not Private-“ Ron read his name tag, “Smith.” The way he spat out his name oozed venom.

“You even speak to her again I won’t hesitate to take this further.” Ron could’ve sworn and yelled, but somehow his cold, stern exterior was even more intimidating. The private’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, blinking like an idiot. His head turned over his shoulder, but Ron’s armed hand came up, knocking the Private’s arm with the back of his gun.

“No, don’t look at them; do I make myself clear, private?” Now, the man looked worried. “Sir, I-I didn’t even touch her-“ there was the slightest attitude plaguing the Private’s tone. You knew immediately Ron wouldn’t stand for that. His hand roughed up into the man’s shoulders, shoving him back into the wall. Deciding you’d seen enough and witnessed enough humiliation, you removed yourself to the front of the building, taking a couple deep breaths to calm yourself down.

It wasn’t that you worried for Ron, it was more for the other guy. Whilst you knew your partner would remain professional and respectable, you had seen first hand how Ron’s temper could take over. Of course, it was only when it was needed. He wasn’t a fool. Besides his protection, you felt a slight frustration and sadness deep inside of you that you couldn’t shake. The event had somehow resurfaced more negative emotions from the night prior. Jackson’s death, the chaos of the patrol across the river. It was all too god awful, and the last thing you needed and deserved was some idiotic private trying to make a move on you.

Your sleeves eventually grew damp with the tears wiped away, your face was now icy due to the wet trails they left down your cheeks. This wasn’t like you, experiencing a moment of overwhelming emotions you just couldn’t stop yourself crying. You wanted Ron, you desperately just wanted him to come out and hold you and warm you up. You’d dealt with the horrors of war alike many of the men out here, why was it they felt they could disrespect you? It wasn’t fair.

Ron was outside. Speaking to another officer who had asked him what had happened, but when his eyes landed on your tearful ones, he too felt an overwhelming surge of emotions. Anger, sadness, horror, “I’ve dealt with it, thank you Richardson.” Speirs slapped the man friendly on the shoulder before focusing his attention on you. He was striding in your direction, eyebrows screwed and hands ready to outstretch to hold you. Fuck those men who’d disrespected you, if it was in any other circumstance Ron wouldn’t have hesitate to throw punch after punch to each and every man that even looked at you in the wrong way.

Your head dropped, a shaky exhale leaving your mouth as Ron’s hand landed on your upper back, walking you further down the alley way for more privacy. “Hey.” His voice soothed, you sniffled in response.

Ron’s hand smoothed over your dampened cheek, chest aching at your sadness. If he could take it away and put it on himself, he would. People didn’t see Speirs as an empath, but he truly was. You’d truly softened his heart in a way he didn’t know was possible; he needed you. Selfishly, all to himself.

“Are you okay?” His voice was much slower now, deeper and velvety. “I’m okay.” You sadly spoke, doe eyes gazing up into his. If Ron could melt, he would’ve there and then. “Thank you for standing up for me.” Your emotions took over, body and mind yearning for his comfort as your smaller arms wrapped around his torso. Ron didn’t hesitate to hold you back, kissing your forehead carefully and holding his hand to the back of your head. He cradled you as though your life was in his hands.

“I’d always be there for you.” Ron muttered, grazing the same hand through your hair. “I coulda killed that fucker.” He then whispered, his other arm tightening around my waist. Sighing into his touch, you merely managed to get a; “Ron-“ out before he’d cut you off unconsciously.

“I woulda. Nobody speaks to my girl that way, ‘specially not some low life mother fucker that-“

“Ron.” Slightly amused, you peered up at him with a smile. “-That has half the capabilities you do.” Admiring him, soothing his anger, you ran your hand over the apple of his cheek. The slight stubble that had grown nipped at your skin. Ron felt his temper dismantling second by second. “I love you. You know that right?” He’d told you calmly. Suddenly, your troubles no longer felt so substantial. Nodding, you opened your mouth to speak, but he’d cut you off again. “I’d kill for you. My girl.” Ron’s hand placed under your chin, the slight possessiveness causing your stomach to fill with butterflies.

“You’ll be killing nobody for me, Ron. I love you too.” Hugging closely into his body, his chin came to nestle on top of your head.

“I would.” With a sense of humour, you smiled again, the way your head tilted back giving room for him to kiss your slightly chapped lips gently. “Nobody’s disrespecting my girl.”

[beegyuz]

simple, but complicated ; sunwoo

genre: sad, fluff, gn!reader

word count: 2.7k

warnings/themes: a lot of flashbacks (written in italics), best friends to lovers, reader gets cheated on, some swearing here and there (very light tho).

Lost. Lonely. You wouldn’t be able to find words enough to describe the overwhelming pain you were feeling. The hot cup of coffee wasn’t enough to warm up your hands, or your heart, like it used to some months ago. The snow was slowly falling down, and you watched it carefully through your window, wondering how many bad choices you made all along the way to feel so empty and sad.

Deep inside, you knew that a break up was painful, but the pain of losing a friend was even worse, and you were terrified of realizing it so late, when he wasn’t even close to you anymore.

— I honestly don’t know who you are anymore — he said, the pain in his eyes killing you inside.

— Sunwoo, I just said that we can’t go out as often as before — you reply, tears about to leave your eyes.

— We haven’t seen each other for weeks, y/n, you ignore my messages for days! It’s not about not seeing each other every day, it’s about you cutting me off of your life all of a sudden.

— I’ve just been busy, I have a boyfriend now, and I don’t think it’s right to go out with another boy and leave him all by himself.

Sunwoo never thought that words could hurt that bad, but the realization that he wasn’t that important to you anymore, when you were still the only one he could look at, broke his heart in countless pieces.

— I knew this would happen, I knew he wasn’t good for you, but you never listen! — he says. — It looks like you are already blind.

You sigh: — You’re just jealous at this point, Sunu. I promised I would forget what you said but…

— No, don’t throw this shit at me, I am not doing this just because I like you in a romantic way, I am doing this because you are my best friend, but it looks like you forgot it.

The tears rolled down your cheeks and burned your eyes like never before. When you first started dating, you thought he was the one, he took you to a lot of different places, fancy restaurants, so many adventures full of cool stories to tell, just like you imagined while reading the books that were in your tall and enormous bookshelf. The concept of love for you was adventurous and full of romance. Looking back then, you couldn’t even find a tiny bit of love between the trips and fancy restaurants, you could say there was a tiny bit of passion, but passion is something that lasts short, not love.

You knew love was complicated, to understand, to express, but, at this point, everything in your past just seemed so simple, and you felt so dumb. Looking at your front door, your beige coat was so inviting, he seemed to ask you to do something, so you did.

The sky was already becoming dark, but there was still a glimpse of pink and orange all over it, and the snow flakes falling in front of your eyes made everything even more beautiful. At this point, you weren’t really sure where you were going, the air was cold, and you had no idea where you could find him, and if he was even willing to talk to you. The reality hit you hard at that point, he would never, ever, look at you with the same eyes, his brown eyes wouldn’t turn your way the same way they did before, the same way you never paid enough attention.

When your feet were about to turn back to your house, you saw it: the small record store, the one Sunwoo always went to when something was bothering him. The one where he would sit on the same armchair, use the same headphones, and listen to the same record over and over again. With a glimpse of hope, your feet took you to the small store, your hands placed on the front glass, your eyes analyzed inside, on the left, there he was, sitting on the blue armchair: eyes closed, head tilting a little to the side, feet swaying, his backpack on the floor. With the tiny bit of courage you had left, you opened the door, and walked to him.

When his eyes met yours, you froze, but managed to say: — It’s been a long time.. Sunwoo.

After a walk down the street, you and Sunwoo were sitting in front of each other in a cozy and empty coffee shop, it seemed like a good place to talk to him. You kept playing with your fingers, nervous about the distance and awkward atmosphere between you and your long time best friend.

— Is there a reason why you talked to me? — he asked suddenly, making you rapidly look at him.

— I just… wanted to see you — you say.

It wasn’t the full truth, but it wasn’t a lie either. You just had no idea how you were supposed to tell him he was right, that you were blind and being fooled.

— Did your boyfriend allow you to come? — he paused before letting the word boyfriend slip through his lips.

You laugh, without energy: — I don’t have a boyfriend anymore.

— Ah, so that’s why you decided to look out for me — he says, his eyes anywhere but your face.

It wasn’t his intention to be harsh, deep inside, he wanted to hug your tired body, and take that sad and destroyed expression out of your face. He knew you way too well to know something was wrong, that you were sad and regretful, but sometimes pride takes the best of us.

— I have been thinking about some things since the last time we talked to each other — you say, ignoring his words. — You were right.

— About what?

— About being blind, about him, about everything — you say. — He cheated on me, not only once.

He never wanted to hold your hand so bad. The feelings Sunwoo had for you were still there, but he wanted to hold your hand and hug you, firstly, as a friend, as the friend he was before letting you go, before letting you drown in a bad relationship.

— I’m so sorry for that, y/n — he says, sighing, — he never deserved you.

— Don’t worry, you are the one who always told me he wasn’t good enough.

He gets up to get something to drink, you expected him to come back with his usual, but, instead, he holds a hot chocolate, your favorite, with lots of whipped cream. You smile when he places it in front of you.

— It’s the first smile you show off today — he notices, smiling a bit too.

You drink your hot chocolate, your eyes closing a bit because of the smile you showed once more, the warm and sweet filling you inside.

— Sunwoo — you say, the courage coming from the hot chocolate in front of you, — I’ve been thinking a lot about something these days.

— What is it? — he asks, genuinely curious, making you feel like you were back in time, when you were both as close as ever, best friends, soulmates.

— Do you remember when we had that talk about what love is?

He nods: — Yes, I do, and you said it is adventurous and magic.

— Yeah, I kind of remember that — you laugh. — It’s not really true, honestly. I don’t think that’s love anymore.

— Then, what is love?

— Honestly, when I started dating, even if bad things happened, in my head I was having the romance I always read about in the books, the same romance I always told you I wanted to have, the one I wrote about in some of my stories, full of adventures, cliches and serenades — you say. — Now, after living it, I know love is more, or less, than this.

He looks at you with attention, wondering what you meant with all these words. He wonders if you lost hope in love, if you will start to believe it is not real because of the bad experience you had.

— I just feel like love is simple, but complicated at the same time, do you know what I mean?

— I don’t have lots of experiences with love, but I think, yes? — he tilts his head.

— Me neither — you reply, knowing there wasn’t love in your last relationship.

The silence between you both made you almost give up, but you keep thinking about how to choose the right words to tell how you were feeling deep inside, since the first day.

— I think… — he says, after some silence — love is more than just the romantical part, it’s about trusting and taking care of the one you love, and having patience, waiting.

— You’re right — you say. — Honestly… Never mind, you don’t need to hear all of this.

The courage you had, disappeared like the warmth on the mug on your hands, without you even noticing.

— I always like to hear what you want to say, you know that.

You look at him, even though you can see a bit of pain in his eyes, he smiles softly, encouraging you. The feeling of being heard truly after so long made your heart flutter, so you hold that opportunity. When you think about everything, you know that, at this point, you have nothing to lose.

— Love can be about stolen glances…

You hold the book in front of your face, your back is comfortably on top of your mattress, and you can hear and feel Sunwoo moving a lot on your side. He’s probably bored, you’ve been reading for the last two hours and he probably wants to watch a movie like every afternoon he spends with you.

When he suddenly stops, you take your eyes off of your book, just to lock them with his eyes, that watched you fondly. As soon as he notices he got caught staring, he looks away, a blush on his cheeks, making you laugh.

— … and holding hands during horror movies…

The black screen of the television suddenly made a loud noise, making the boy on your side scream his lungs out.

— This is bullshit! — he screams. — She’s so stupid why is she even inside this house!

The scared look on his face was already funny enough, but then he hid his face on your shoulder, making you laugh even more. He looked at you with an annoyed pout on his face, what made you force your laugh to stop.

— I’m sorry Sunu, here — you reach your hand out to him — you can hold my hand.

He stops for a second, and, if it wasn’t dark, you would be able to see the red on his cheeks, but then he happily grabs your hand with both of his, and holds it on his lap, close to his belly, and cuddles close to you. For some reason, he wasn’t that scared at all after that.

— … or even playing the guitar on a monday morning, skipping class.

His eyes light up a bit, and you know he was starting to understand the in-between the phrases you were saying.

You cross your arms, an annoyed look on your face: — I am not skipping class, Sunwoo.

The boy in front of you pouts, one of his hands holding the guitar on his back. You sigh, knowing you’ll never be able to say no to your best friend. Some time later, you’re both by the Han River, sitting on the grass, the sun warming up your body.

— Aren’t you going to play? — you point to his guitar. — I’m here for the songs.

He laughs, then grabs his guitar and, after thinking for a bit, he starts playing, you soon notice is Best Part.

— Can you sing?

He smiles: — If you think I am good at singing, yes.

You smile, knowing he has one of the sweetest voices in the world.

— What do you mean? — Sunwoo asks, not sure if he is understanding well.

— Love is about going to convenience stores at three in the morning, just because your loved one craves ice cream — you say, answering him, but ignoring him at the same time.

Sunwoo sighs, looking at the television screen with annoyance. You try to ignore him for a while, thinking he probably just wants your attention, because you didn’t want to stop the tv show you were watching.

— Y/n… — he whines.

— Sunwoo — you pout at him, pausing the television. — I hope you have a good reason to make me stop Sky Castle in the middle!

— I want ice cream — he says, smiling at you.

— And I want to date Hwang Woojoo — you reply, turning on the tv show again.

He shakes your arm, whining like a kid: — Please… Let’s buy some ice cream, I promise I’ll watch two more episodes with you.

You look at him, and think for a bit. Even though you don’t think you can watch two more episodes without falling asleep, you nod and get up. You both put on warm clothes and leave your apartment, and Sunwoo puts his arm around you as soon as you step foot outside.

— What are you doing?

— Protecting you.

Sunwoo’s eyes can't leave your face, his heart is about to leave his chest. Honestly, the first time you told him you were dating, he was scared, and when you two talked for the last time, he knew he had lost forever, but now, there you were, confessing to him, in the most you way. Even after him letting his jealousy break your friendship, even though he left you to deal with everything by yourself, there you were, telling him your honest feelings.

— So… You’re telling me… — he starts.

— I like you, Sunwoo — you say. — If you want me to clearly say, I can repeat this how many times you want: I like you, I like you, I like you.

He laughs, and a smile stays on his face, the prettiest you ever saw. When he gets up, you widen your eyes, worried he is going to kiss you there, in front of the people working at the coffee shop. But he just gently grabs you by your hand and hugs you tight, holding you as close as possible, his face on your neck, then he looks at you and smiles, still holding you tight.

— Don’t worry, I’m not going to kiss you in front of everyone — he whispers.

You blush, and hide your face on his neck, wondering how he knows you so well, to even know what you were thinking. When you look at him, you kind of want to peck his lips, but instead, you give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

— I know I said this before — he starts, — but I’m in love with you, and I feel I should say this again, now that I know I won’t be rejected.

— I don’t remember doing this — you joke.

He laughs, and looks at you fondly. Then, something seems to lighten up on his mind, so he smiles at you: — But there’s something I remember.

— What?

— That you said you wanted to watch that new horror movie with me.

You look at him, confused: — I thought you were scared of horror movies.

— And I am — he says. — But you said love is about holding hands during horror movies, and I’ll do anything if I get to hold your hand.

In the middle of a coffee shop, you finally had the opportunity to feel what real love felt like. There, in Sunwoo’s embrace, you allowed yourself to forget about all the stupid books you’ve read, all those love stories, just so you could finally understand what real love is about: confessing in empty coffee shops, after a heartbreak and a cup of hot chocolate.

hi! so.... this is kind of a comeback? i guess JNSNXNS i’m honestly very proud of how it turned out, not sure if this is exactly how i wanted to show this idea to the world but !! that’s what i came up with and i hope you like it :]

also, i’ve changed my writing style a bit. here i am using the em dash ? ( — ) for the dialogues because that’s what i use in portuguese now, but i have no idea if this is right, so if this is wrong or you prefer that i use quotation marks, please !!!!! let me know.

you can check my masterlist here!

[gibbearish]

hi i’m not really sure how to do this but i came from your uquiz and you seem knowledgeable and nice and so i’m asking you a question now i’m sorry

uhm, so, i think i maybe might be trans (ftm) because i’m super dysphoric and i sometimes look at guys and i get really jealous because they just get to, like, exist like that (i’m not really sure what the “that” is, but god, do i want it) and i very much don’t and when i refer to myself using he/him pronouns in my head it feels, uhm, at the risk of being a cliche, right, i guess.

but the thing is that i don’t really fit into any of the stereotypical trans guy things. like a lot of my friends when i was little were girls and though i have some stereotypically masculine hobbies (sports and physics) i also sew, and when i was little i was obsessed with being a princess for like a month before i started refusing to wear dresses.

i don’t think i’m non-binary, i tried using they/them pronouns this summer and while they didn’t actively hurt like she does, they didn’t really feel right.

so, like, am i lying to myself? i don’t know, maybe i just want to be special (i don’t want it, though, if i could just be happy as a girl i would).

sorry i just unloaded half an essay on you you obviously don’t have to reply and i know you’re probably not qualified to answer anyway, i just needed to tell someone, you know?

anyways, i hope you’re having a nice night or day or whatever. thank you, for, like, existing on the internet i guess. your quiz was very nice. bye.

howdy anon! dw i am always glad to answer questions abt this stuff even tho it make take me a while lol

my best advice for situations like this is i know its easy but don't let yourself get caught up in the trap of "well this is the label that makes me feel best but i dont technically check off every single box for it so am i just lying?" people arent video game quests, you dont have to hit every single box for it to count, youre allowed to have stuff fall outside the technical definition of a term while still calling yourself it. im very similar to you, i was in tap and ballet growing up, wore dresses and makeup for most of highschool, sewing crocheting knitting the whole shebang. but the important part is that none of those things make a difference to your identity. knowing how to sew doesnt make you a girl, it can just make you a guy who knows how to sew. its a thing you do, not who you are.

all that being said, i think another helpful angle to look at things is "does the distinction between two similar labels actually make a difference to me?" using myself as an example again, i dont call myself a trans man because while i do prefer presenting masculine, for some reason the term 'man' just doesnt feel right for me. but at the same time, to the rest of the world that's functionally what i am, right? so does that change /who/ i am? no. so for me personally, ive deliberately chosen not to file myself into either "trans man" or "nonbinary" and just move on with my day, because to me it doesnt actually make a difference which one i am, im still gonna stay on t, i still want top surgery, i still want to be perceived masculine, and thats not gonna change no matter what name is on the box so who gives a shit. just do what makes you happy

[shittydeku]

Bakudeku hc's:

Tw:Swearing, it's bakudeku there's no way around it, substances?? Like hickeys and stuff

Bakugou prolly had a crush on Midoriya first, and hit inhuman levels of panic bcs i cAN'T LIKE THE NERD OKAY-

Izuku asked Bakugou out.

Bakugou said yes.

Izuku then proceeded to cry beCOZ KACCHAN SAID YES-

And Bakugou freaked out because the nerd started crying and he didn't know what to do so he just hugged him and then started blushing profusely after that.

Midoriya stopped crying and smiled, and then realised what was happening and started blushing too.

Mina threatened Midoriya never to hurt Bakugou. And then laughed telling him not to worry cuz Bakugou was more likely to and that she'd break all the bones in Bakugou's body if he hurt Izuku.

If Midoriya calls Bakugou well Bakugou, he freaks out and asks him what's wrong-

Midoriya often pranks Bakugou. Just stupid things like whoopee cushions and fake kisses.

Bakugou obviously one ups him and gets his revenge every time.

They have prank wars that last weeks.

Everyone from Class 1-A is wary of the dorms during these prank wars and proceed with extreme caution

They have matching tattoos (I'll talk about them in detail in another post tho).

Bakugou always makes Midoriya katsudon when he's sad but that's the only dish he's perfected and is absolute shit at cooking otherwise.

Izuku sleeps in Bakugou's dorm room the first night, because he's scared and he's never actually been this far from his mum and Katsu brings him comfort.They've been having sleepovers since they were five, it's only natural. Bakugou protests at first then sees the tear stains on his shirt and scoots over like a man.

They bunk with each other everytime they're having a bad day or just want each other's company.

If either of them are at the infirmary over night the other sleeps there too (they have special permission from Recovery Girl).

After they start dating, it's like a daily thing and the only reason anyone found out they were dating was because Deku walked out of Bakugou's room one day with his shorts and Bakugou's shirt

His shorts were short enough to showcase the hickeys on his thighs and calves...not that the ones on his jaw or collarbone were hidden better.

Deku gets his tongue pierced at some point and it drives katsu up the fucking walls because fucking shit if it isn't the hottest thing he has ever seen-

Let's just say Deku is forbidden from breathing for the next two hours (haha get it? It's becoz they make out)

Katsuki's hands somehow fit in Deku's, as cliche as it sounds, like two puzzle pieces.

They're always holding hands. Always.

Izuku is actually the possessive jealous boyfriend. He marks Bakugou up in places that are seen through his costume.

Whereas Bakugou leaves hickeys on more intimate places like, his thighs, near his navel, the back of his neck, his ass.

I can't remember more but I'll keep adding them:)

[hanadolphieron]

wooyoung as a boyfriend~

how you met;

yoooo okay what if you were at an arcade with your separate groups of friendly humans

and there was one of those foam pits where you can try to smack each other into the pit using those huge cylinders of gymnastic mat material?

i’m so good at explaining things

so you’re in line

woo’s on the other side

and you offer to fight the little gremlin

to which wooyoung’s like “what yeah, i can take them, what are you talking about yeosang- hey! i told you not to talk about that it’s embarrassing”

and you’re just there like ... can you shut up i wanna fight

anyways wooyoung gets into this fancy fighting stance while making sound effects

you’re less dramatic but do the same

and then you charge at each other

slowly, because the battle is commencing on a balance beam

but ~nyooming~ nonetheless

you’re both c o w a r d s (kidding) and stop, waiting for the other to make the first move

and then you both go yeet! and attack each other, but aren’t able to shove the other off

so you prepare another attack, and end up shoving wooyoung into the pit

the force of this offence sends you tumbling into the foam alongside him

wooyoung, the polite stranger that he is, goes “YAHHHHH! HOW DARE YOU?” which makes you scream in shock

then he apologizes bc you know, probably shouldn’t have yelled at a complete stranger wh00ps

but you end up following his large group of peeps around with your friends

and get to know your jousting opponent

very well, in fact, and promise him to meet up sometime again

because you just ~click~

the basics;

let’s see wooyoung is just about the most affectionate person you will EVER meet 

and he takes great pride in that so make sure to appreciate his constant need for attention and hugs

love is something woo like to ~put on display~

expect lots of PDA

will also talk about you/your relationship relentlessly to anyone who will listen

f l i r t a c i o u s

seriously, you may have strangers worrying about you because this libra venus is not acting like your boyfriend he’s acting like some dude trying to hit you up because he’s just like that

omg okie his favorite thing is cuddling while talking about your day

the conversations don’t have to be deep/emotional, he just loves hearing about the more mundane things in your life

your opinions, habits, whatever happened throughout the day, etc.

wooyoung wants to listen to all of it while he has you in some sort of comfortable snuggling position on the sofa or bed

and his cuddling positions are pretty normal

well actually i take that back

it depends on the time of day

during the night, expect him to hang upside down with one foot in the air, another arm across your stomach trying to hold you or some dumb shit like that

but afternoon/morning-ish? he’s much more normal and cliche

likes being the big spoon but if he’s had a hard day you are the big spoon no questions asked

sarcasm 10x it’s his love language

his words could mess things up a lot

he takes chances and says what he wants, and for some reason enjoys lying just to see what he can get away with?

which could be an issue if you’re not used to that

but if you don’t mind him lying about weird stuff to make jokes he will love you so much for it, he really just wants someone accepting

scorpio mercurians are used to people being skeptical/accusing of what they say

because it’s hard to not want to fight them, you know?

i see a scorpio sun/mercury/rising and go AHHHHHH sometimes

so anyways PLEASE be nice to him 

try not to push arguments, like if he gets the memo and knows he messed up don’t go any further or try to drive the point in because wooyoung hates that 

headcannons;

wooyoung would invite you every time he hangs out with the ateez members

you’re practically part of the group now

hongjoong pulls him aside like, “hey, this was supposed to be just for ateez. we love your s/o and all, but not right now.”

and woo’s like ??? they’re my bestie tho?! we’re in love!?!!11!!

actually listens to joong tho 

just won’t admit it to his face

anyways back to the two of you

gosh can you imagine a vacation with him?

it would be the most memorable experience ever hhhhhh

you’d never sleep because of how much you’d be travelling around 

because wooyoung will see something he wants to do and have tunnel vision for only that thing

he wants to go to a waterpark? you’re going to a waterpark with him. now.

loves going to places that have a dark history tied to them

don’t take it the wrong way, but wooyoung is interested in history that scares or makes other people uncomfortable

he still gets frightened easily

but that’s what makes  him go !!! coooL!! 

did i mention you do everything with him

because i feel the need to really drill that in

like you are by his side all the time- he’s got an arm around your shoulder, is squeezing your hand, holding your waist, placing a hand on the small of your back, you name it

and you’re skipping literally through the day with each other 

nicknames;

-honey-

used by you

headcannon that wooyoung absolutely ADORES being called sweet nicknames

but only in private

he gets secondhand embarrassment if you call him this in public

but when you’re along his eyes get all and woo is BIG happy

-chips-

used by wooyoung

i don’t know ok

but i think it’s cute and i think wooyoung would love to call you this

chips is such a nice word, it’s got that crispy ending and yummmmm

[angelhummel]

I’m surprised! Puck over Quinn? Can you explain why? I’m just curious lol

I just think Puck had better growth. Or like, any growth. I mean you look at him in s1 and s6 and he's a completely different person. Meanwhile in s6 Quinn is still being a bitch and shading Tina about the college she got into like ?? for what purpose?

It's my complaint with all the Unholy Trinity tho. Literally everyone else is growing up, moving on, trying to mature and make their own path in life. Meanwhile literally every time they show up it's to brag about how cool they were in high school, then put their old cheerleading uniforms back on and pretend to be the pretty popular girls again. Like... it's literally pathetic lol

And it's weird bc I think Quinn regresses the most but also I blame her the least bc we know RM had a personal vendetta against Dianna lol so... Idk. Like Brittany can't regress bc she's literally still in high school then disappears completely and Santana does okay until she runs off with Brittany about midseason five then by s6 all her growth is completely vanished. But I feel like Quinn just resets every time we see her

She grew so much in s1 just to be reset for s2, had a breakdown at the end of s2 and was dealing with that all through s3 just to get hit by a car?? Then more weird prom queen stuff and all that mess. And then supposedly she'd grown and matured but come Thanksgiving she's being a bitch again and thinking she's still hbic and slapping Santana for no reason.

It's a little better in I Do solely bc she isn't falling over herself for a guy and hooks up with Santana lol. Then she shows back up in s5 and it's the same old shit with some new asshole guy and she's acting stupid and pretending to be someone she's not and it's like we never learn.

Then in s6 again we're back to being a bitch, we're back to pretending to be a Cheerio, we're back to being mean for no reason. Why. I know the writers loved to fuck with Quinn but damn for what

There's a pitifully tiny handful of characters that I do think had consistent growth throughout the show. So of course I think Puck had his bumps in the road and his setbacks as well. But nothing as extreme as what Quinn went through. And nothing that ruined his overall growth in my eyes

I mean Puck is a genuinely good guy at heart. He was so determined to provide for Quinn and their baby. He was literally singlehandedly responsible for raising all the money they needed in Wheels. He was praying for Burt to get better when Finn was praying to be quarterback again aksjfslk. He stood up for Kurt more than his own fucking brother did.

Despite the fact that they rewrote history, Puck was always the one steering Finn in the right direction. Telling him not to just follow Rachel blindly and to have something for himself. Or telling him to buckle down and study to become a teacher. He came all the way to Ohio from California just to talk to Jake, whom he barely knew, and they formed a close brotherly bond bc Puck reached out to him

In s1 he's a cliche homophobic bully jock tossing kids into dumpsters. As early as s2, he's trying to defend Kurt, and then Klaine. In s5 and 6 he's complimenting guys' sweaters, calling them cute without a second thought, and helping them up instead of pushing them down. His little scene with Roderick is like 3 seconds long and yet I think it summarizes his growth perfectly and shows us how far he's come

Sure there are some bad things about Puck as well, but I think the main reason people hate him extra now is because of what a piece of trash the person playing him was. Same with Rachel, or Ryder. And in the opposite direction, it's why people seem to think Finn or Santana are beyond criticism. But obviously we're talking character here, and as far as characters go, I really do like Puck.

So look at my most recent character ranking and adjust it in your mind, put Puck above Quinn and Ryder, idk how that happened and I think that's where he should be. Actually maybe even put him above Brody. So he'd be 12th on my list instead of 15th. That sounds good

[nakedhiddles]

i try to put alot of respecc on senpai nolan, since he was one of my inspirations to be a film director back in high school, but also you can't ever deny he hot af tho OwO

(i say senpai as i joke tho ;;w;; *wheeze*)

ok sit down story time.

same here, he is still the reason. I always liked movies and going to the theater and when I first saw a movie of his in theater, interstellar, pretty much everything changed, and since then, bc of that evening and all - the experience - , I wanted to be a film director too. I could literally spend all day talking abt that day, that evening that I went to see interstellar with my parents, of how I felt watching the movie, feeling every bit of it, falling in love with everything that I saw and heard, being completely taken away to somewhere else and struck with so much, so many things in this movie that I take extremely personal. I say and I am not joking - I entered that theater as someone, and left as someone else - I remember how I felt, I remember the cold air hitting my face covered in tears, my eyes wide open while I was shaking and having hickups. when I think of a moment to come back in time to and feel everything again, I think of that evening.

I still have the photo of the ticket, (I didn't keep the actual ticket cause it's that thin yellow paper that fades away) I found it last year in my Google photos backups. this movie is my BABYYY and I'll forever protect it from anyone, be damned I'll protect it even from its creator if I have to lmao.

I never really paid attention to the person making the movie, I just went to see bc I knew "it's the movie from the person who made batman" oh I loved the batman movies, yeah I'll watch it. well

and it's a KARMA STORY too... bc I saw first time, interstellar trailer on July 31st, in imax, when I went to see guardians of the galaxy, and guess what? trailer came on, I completely ditched and shitted on it telling my friend next to me "eh another boring astronaut movie that goes to the moon and everything goes to shit, conspiracy theory bullshit cliche movie" bruh... to 5 months later... and I get completely obliterated by this movie. (imagine that scene of Loki getting smacked by b 13 in the first episode of Loki - I am Loki and the movie is b 13)

I remember two years after seeing it, I got to write and direct this project for history class in high school, it was so amazing, it was so simple and so silly but I loved doing it, I remember my teacher congratulating me and I started to cry bc I was just so happy and I kept thinking of my fav movie and just being overwhelmed by thinking if "this is what I'll do with my life". with time, bc I am moron that doesn't look up shit, I become a fan very slowly... so when tenet trailer released it was all excitement around and after that I am here...

in the gutter, bc I started to dig into this guy's movies a lot, I thought "oh ok this guy made my fav movie that helped me to go through so much during extremely hard time in my life, I am gonna check out the rest"

I did?? I checked too much and now I am here calling him "daddy material" bc he is, as you say, very hot 😭 did finding out he is the voice behind those creepy breathing sounds from tenet ost help? yes or definitely? (EMMA HOW'D YOU LET HIM DO THIS TO ME??? DID HEAR THOSE SOUNDS? CONTROL YOUR MAN GODDAMNIT)

when I found out abt the book Tom shone wrote I became obsessed to read, I found it online for #free started reading it in March 2021, but since I am an espetacular procrastinator in reading, it's March 2022 and I still even got to the 5th chapter, which is about inception, I made my first credit card so I couldn't buy a copy, I cried when it arrived cause the book is GORGEOUS. it's all red, hard cover, so pretty, has this hot stamping on the spine, has even the specs in the last page abt the book project ( I am a graphic designer, I love to see all those details). I've been all heart eyes over this book since it arrived.

I cried when Jess posted this video on her ig showing the interstellar script in this hard cover format in all red (my fav color) and she was also talking abt him I was like 😍😭😍😭😍😍😭😭😍😍😭😍😍😭😭

ppl like this grows on me, passionate ppl who love what they do, that cares about the experience, the whole process, that craftsmanship of the work, who has vision and works to bring it to life, it's insanely amazing what he does, it's this incredible amount of love and care involved in every step of making a movie that warms my heart and soul, I see it through his movies, the echo of this man's passion, I just love it so much. and since I started seeing all movie's behind the scenes, you just finally get it. he is so focused on his works, he does it so well, he cares about the quality, and oh... he is such a sweet humble man, I can't get enough of him.

oh boy end of story, this ended up being so long

[fizzingwizard]

Go ahead y’all ask me how I am... do it, I DARE you... after Digimon Adventure: episode 50 - the 1999 equivalent of which, I feel compelled to mention, was “Jou’s Battle,” when Taichi strategically splits his group apart with the goal of gathering the whole team for the final confrontation - I think my emotional state can best be described like this:

meme so funny haha

but the truth is I’m very sad. I just can’t with this show anymore. I don’t know if I’ll continue to review future episodes. Actually, as I was watching this one, I thought it was the final episode, even though I knew there were supposed to be more and it hadn’t been hyped as the finale at all. I just thought, “What else can they do after this? It seems like the kind of ending this shitshow would get. At least it will be a relief to not watch it every week anymore.”

However, let’s be clear that this is NOT the finale. I’m gonna watch till the very end, but idk if I have it in me even to make these depressing little reviews. At first it was fun, then it was meh... I held out and the show got fun again, but the last month or so have been such a drag. And this week’s episode is just the final straw. So we’ll see.

Anyway real episode review below the cut. Warning: I hated everything except for Taichi’s face so it’s mostly caps of him.

Pic of the day:

“At this rate... I’m gonna request a transfer to Boruto...” /Sanpei Yuuko joke

More below

Last week big bad Millenniumon appeared to be resurrected. Here he is.

Totally lacking a clear motivation other than “destroy the world...” Even in appearance, ALL of Devimon’s evolutions mid-season were WAY scarier.

Turns out Taichi and Agumon have faceplanted on this hunk of rock, which immediately breaks off and sends them catapulting earthward.

Wind noise what? Taichi and Agumon encourage each other while freefalling.

Agumon: Hey shouldn’t we have broken every bone in our bodies by now

Taichi: I once broke my leg tripping over Hikari’s hairbrush. This is starting to seem silly.

Meanwhile the others awaken inside what Tailmon explains is a cut-off dimension created by Millenniumon, where they will eventually fall into a dreamless sleep forever and ever.

Millenniumon’s power is immense and he makes volcanos erupt. So his power is he gives the earth digital acne.

Yamato evolves MetalGarurumon and stars just attacking the walls (of... the endless void... lol). This appears to slow Millenniumon down in a total rip-off of the way cooler way Koushirou slowed Diaboromon down in Our War Game.

The Holy Digimon are inspired by Taichi’s courage to fight wheeee I didn’t realize they were having problems with that

no kidding

Taichi fights a lot and escapes certain death a lot. Even when he and WarGreymon take a head-on hit and are sent spiraling into the ocean. Still fine because THE POWER OF BELIEF

Chumbawumba: I get knocked down but I get up again you’re never gonna keep me down

WarGreymon is able to knock the black ball thingy out of Millenniumon’s mouth. This is fortunate because it’s what contains Yamato and friends and now they are able to free themselves thanks to the Holy Digimon, who randomly start acting like the Crests are important. But since we don’t know what they are *cough* they just call them “everyone’s hopes!”

Now let’s interrupt my mocking to appreciate an adorable Taichi waking up face:

Alll the d’aaaaawwwww

... Aaaand his back is broken x’DDD

The HolyDigimon have evolved to Ultimate level! More on that later. First, they divided the group in halves with them, because because. Hikari gets Taichi, Sora, and Koushirou, and Takeru gets Yamato, Jou, and Mimi.

So yes... those Ultimate evolutions... Tailmon becomes Magnadramon and Patamon becomes... GODDRAMON, GOD OF STEELY ABS

no seriously thats all I could think. Magnadramon is all soft and fluffy looking and then Goddramon is like “I HAVE SMALL HEAD HUGE BODY ABS ABS UNTIL KINGDOM COME, VERY MACHO”

He punches Millenniumon in the mouth, of course.

Millenniummon considerately starts to melt. Thank you, Millenniumon. We wouldn’t want Goddramon’s ego to get bruised.

There’s a few good attacks here - I liked Magnadramon’s Apocalypse attack - but like who even cares. The animation is so half-assed that there’s nothing really to appreciate.

Just when it seems Millenniumon’s defeated, he comes back like... this. It’s enormous. Even Koushirou’s digimon analyzer doesn’t know what it is.

Lopmon does though!

bahahaha

but wait what’s this

sparks! are they fireflies????

no they are the hopes and wishes of all the Digimon we’ve met on our journey! how lovely and inspiring! what are they saying?

hopes and wishes: I DONT WANNA DIE I DONT WANNA DIE I DONT WANNA DIE

now I shall spam Taichi looking adorable while being as cliche as an anime protagonist can get.

Good heavens, WHY. WHY WHY WHY. I looooooove Taichi (obviously) but WHY is he the one fighting here?? First it was Taichi, then it was Goddramon/Magnadramon, and now it’s... back to Taichi??? FOR WHAT REASON???

I mean the reason is, we don’t know anyone else well enough to cheer for them the way we cheer for Taichi. As cool as the Holy Digimon are meant to be, I guess the one thing the producers realized is that, uh, they’ve only spent time building up Taichi (and even that, while they’ve done a lot of it, they haven’t done it well).

Kinda cool death scene.

Our heroes wake up no worse for the wear. Millenniumon is gone. Everyone is together and happy. I’m just spamming Taichi again.

his face when Mimi gives him the corsage

Taichi: “Wtf, what is this, is this supposed to mean something??? also didn’t we see this burn to a crisp a few frames ago??”

And we end with a blue sky, which is both the most beautifully animated frame as well as the most Digimon Adventure-like scene in the entire episode -____-

So, like I said, I was all prepared for this to be the inauspicious ending, despite what I’d heard about the number of episodes. But nope, there’s more. Although I’m frustrated beyond belief, I’m somewhat relieved because this does mean there’s still potential to recover somewhat from this utter train wreck of a battle. The big problem is that Millenniumon is a TERRIBLE villain.

The other problem is that the show HASN’T been terrible the whole time. It’s been up and down a lot, but the ups were very much there, and they gave us some stuff I found pretty interesting. Like, I really wanted to know more about what the heck went down between Taichi and DoneDevimon - the fact that only Yamato has any idea about it (Takeru too but he’s a baby) hasn’t been addressed. Then there’s the connections between Devimon and Angemon, SkullKnightmon and Tailmon. Those have been addressed, technically, but they left sooo much room for more.

Then there’s things like the kids’ family situations - my guess is we’ll end up back in the human world at some point quite soon - which were hinted at back when most of the team was exiled to the human world. Really want to see that expanded on.

Mosty of all, what gave me any positive vibes about this reboot at all was the first three episodes, which were pretty good overall - did a lot of things different but still preserved what I felt was most important. We saw Koushirou coming into his own, Yamato being standoffish and slowly opening up, and Taichi being the glue that keeps things together. Those first three episodes are arguably better than the rest of the show combined. And I bet it’s no coincidence that they predate covid-19 (sort of - I mean, covid was already a thing and around, Japan just hadn’t started caring much about it yet).

Episode 4 is when we started hitting misteps, and that’s also when the show went on brief hiatus due to covid. It never got back what made those first three episodes so promising, even during the highs.

I’ll make a list of the things I liked sometime, but I suppose the main points are the ones I mentioned above, plus the arc with Ogremon, and the kids getting new evolutions not seen in 99 Adventure (well, by “kids” I mostly mean Taichi tho - but I thought it meant everyone would get them. Technically, Takeru just did.)

So yeah. I’m  so done with this show and the things is, I just love Digimon Adventure so much, it meant so much to me as a kid. I didn’t expect the same show. I think my expectations were set at a reasonable level, though I knew I had to be cautious about comparing the now and the before too much. This show just hasn’t been able to live up to 99 Adventure, but that’s not even my issue - it’s that it doesn’t live up to other current children’s cartoons either. It’s got no heart. Just think about that, Digimon has got no heart. It’s literally all about the connection between kids and their partners, kids and their friends, kids and their families, and it has no heart! That is failure. It says to me that something got confused in production - there wasn’t enough money, or there was too much staff turnover thanks to covid, etc, and people just lost sight of the story they were planning to tell.

That’s what I think happened. It can’t be fixed at this point, but I’ll still watch till the end and hope for the best. At least maybe I’ll get more Taichi pics to spam.

I probably need to rewatch 99 Adventure soon to get my soul back.

Next week, apparently the Crests will finally matter. My hope is that this whole debacle with Millenniumon is gonna turn out to have been a cover for something much bigger and less boring going on. Millenniumon didn’t even get a villain monologue. He reminded me of the way Mugendramon had been somewhat, more like a puppet than his own person. Makes me wonder if the Vademon were up to more than simply resurrecting a vanquished evil. Here’s hoping.

[sprstories]

Scriptliss x Protagonist? (not the reader tho,, the character)

(Note: as you can see, this isn't a "x reader" thing, the protagonist and the reader (for me) are separate people, like the reader controlling protag, and in the ending he finally does his own choices, so please don't hate this). (2: i will stop putting the titles of every story oof).

The protagonist finally asks Scriptliss for a date, which he gladly accepts.

Protag threw everything out of his closet, trying to find something he liked. after all he would try to impress his bff n' crush.

He taked a deep breath, nervous and almost regretting everything. Cursed the moment he asked Scriptliss for a date.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled. There was no going back, he wished with all his might not to fail as usual.

He took out his keys and opened the door, took one last look at his house and he filled himself with courage.

"I'm ready"

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Protag looked up at the sky, sunny, radiant, beautiful, perfect for his date.

In a way, this moment reminded him of the first time he came to this place, sunny and radiant, as if nothing was happening, he met Aaron, the narrator (and who knows if he is narrating this now), He crossed on a boxdragon, and there for the first time he met..

— Protag, over there! —.

Scriptliss.

And then he saw him, meeting the demon, he looked beautiful, although the only difference was that he had a red pullover instead of his short shirt, and he also wore boots instead of leaving his feet bare with his pants, and speaking of pants, it was still the same.

But for him it would always be beautiful.

— Be careful of what you imagine, Protagonist. — something appeared behind him.

— Oh sh- Cogen! —.

Protag almost screamed, he didn't expect Cogen to be here.

— Sorry about Cogen, I had to bring him, or he will get into the personal lives of others. — Scriptliss grabbed Cogen, pulling him away from the gray boy. The floating diamond, still without a face, seemed somewhat insistent. — So.. where do we go, mister dating?

— O-oh, yeah. I was thinking of going for a walk, having a smoothie, watching the sunset... basic things. — protag laughed, nervously.

— hey, i like that last idea. Let's go. —.

the demon took the hand of the colorless one, causing him to finally have colors on his face, specifically red.

He felt like he was exploding inside, and Cogen probably reading his thoughts didn't help.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

— Don't worry Antagmom, i know how to take care of a child. —.

— No, you don't. — Scriptliss yelled, getting a bad look from dusekkar, then running away along with Protag.

— Why did you said that? — .

— Well, when i was a kid, Dusekkar took care of me for a while. Obviously everything went wrong, and now I have a scar on my back. —.

— I'm not going to ask what happened to you. —.

They both walked into an ice cream parlor, ready to order a milkshake rather than just ice cream.

— What flavors do you want, Protag? —.

— Difficult to choose. Maybe... just strawberry chocolate. —.

— Cool. Me too, please. — He smiled, confident of himself, but there was something that made Protag suspicious.

The worker just nodded, opening a refrigerator to get milk, and the chosen flavors.

Protagonist saw a poster out of the corner of his eye, apparently they also sold milkshakes with two straws. Scriptliss noticed that.

— Oh, hey, you want a milshake with two straws? Some Robloxians say that two people can drink the same shake, and that it is even bigger. Isn't that awesome? —.

— You didn't know? —.

Scriptliss stopped smiling, somewhat embarrassed.

— Well... being locked up for a long time makes me miss a lot of things. —.

The protagonist thought about it, and it was true. Scriptliss being locked up for so long he missed many things, all the experiences he lost... he will help him to regain everything.

— Well.. what if we... *gLUp* take the milkshake with two straws? — and then he got hit by Cogen. Absolute worthy.

— Really? thanks, thanks! — Protag now is blushing like a crazy, because Script just hugged him. — hey uh... sir? — Apparently he wanted to get the worker's attention, which worked. — We will take the milkshake with two straws.

For some reason, he was very happy about this. Although little did he know of the truth, that everything had been planned by Scriptliss.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After drinking the milkshake and the protagonist almost had a heart attack because he was so close to Scriptliss, sunset finally arrived, and both lovebirds were heading to the closest hill in the new part of the city, with a spectacular view. Cliche and romantic in its own way.

They both sat, gazing at the beautiful view, the sun gradually setting to show its bright stars and a beautiful moon will show.

Again, the protagonist looked to the side, this time focusing on Scriptliss's hand that was a few meters from his. It was so tempting to entwine both hands.

But he had to take the first step if he wanted to have something with the demon.

He closed his eyes, and let himself be carried away. He brought his fingers to Script's hand, feeling the touch of the other that made him feel like an entire zoo was in his stomach.

Then he felt how the other's hand acted on its own, grasping and entwining both hands.Then, very shyly, he looked at his partner, who was smiling at him in a sweet and pleasant way.

Quite a contrast to the Scriptliss he saw the first time. The therapy was effective.

— U-uh, OH, sorry, i- i didn't mean to.. —.

— no, no, it's okay. — he smiled, again. The protagonist swallowed hard, he could feel the words climbing up his throat to come out and confess in one go.

But it was now or never.

— Hey, Script. I have something to tell you ... — Protagonist murmured, lightly squeezing the demon's hand. — I... I.. —.

— He has a crush on you. — F*ck you, Cogen.

— HA!? — Boom, protagonist died (only inside).

— ... it's not a surprise. —.

— WAH!? —.

— what? — Scriptliss giggled. — you're pretty obvious. —.

— bu... but.. you know it all the time? —.

— It took a while, even if everyone insisted that you liked me, I refused to believe them. —.

— but.. why? —.

— I find it hard to believe that someone amazing likes me. — Scriptliss giggled, again, making the colorless one feel weird. — Besides that I thought that everyone wanted to play with my feelings. —.

— Did they want to make you think that someone finally loved you because you think nobody loves you? motherf-.

— no silly, what i'm trying to say is that... i like you too, protag! —.

Protag just stared at him, then he finally talks.

— li-like.. you love me? —.

— Yeah. — Scriptliss blushed, playing with his fingers and looking down. — Really ... you started to interest me after everything that happened, you were always there when I needed a hand, you were there when I was crying for Tess's message, you accompanied me in all my therapies, and I never thought I would find someone as good as you. Someone finally made me feel so... secure about myself for a long time. Protag i.. are you crying?

— yeah... nobody ever told me those things. — he sobbed. — you're so good, a-and pretty, and a really good friend, but i hate being friends because i want to be something more than friends with you. —.

Scriptliss now was the only staring, speechless.

— So.. — Scriptliss recovered, putting his arm under the arm of the protagonist. — Do you want to be more than friends? maybe.. a couple? —.

— ...yeah, i really want to be with you, forever. —.

They both joined their foreheads, because they were both terribly shy to give the first kiss. Still, they were happy, especially the protagonist, to finally be able to confess his feelings (although Cogen has done it before) really relieved him a lot. Now he couldn't regret anything.

Let the moonlight witness the new love that blooms in the hills.

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extra: After leaving the hill, holding hands, they go for a walk, the first walk as a couple. On the way they met Antagon, Dusekkar and Lanter. The latter basically took them for some reason. In the middle of the drag, they both reveal their new relationship to Lanter and he congratulates them, then leaves to tell everyone. Everything went well.