#coked up tho huh

[demareth]

listen, as an avid slushie enjoyer i must impart some wisdom:

there is a COLLOSAL difference between an actual coke slushie and a slushie that was made by just pouring coke in the icee machine and any establishment dispensing the latter should be burned to the fucking ground

[artemisiasmuse]

always known | CH.2

PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem! kook reader

CW: 18+ mdni, smut eventually, angst, mean rafe, jealousy, possessive rafe, kook typical classism (not from y/n tho), abusive family dynamics, not really canon/au, swearing, drinking, no coke tho, ward cameron, mentions of eating issues, anxiety

SUMMARY: rafe’s childhood best friend y/n returns to figure eight by herself and finds rafe hates her for some reason, their friendship has gone down the drain and they can hardly remain cordial, and there’s one thing causing all of it: why can’t rafe just move on?

TROPE: childhood best friends to enemies to lovers

MASTERLIST

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

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the next time you run into each other, or really reluctantly meet up, is at the golf range. topper and kelce had conveniently left out the fact that rafe would be joining and you think from the sheepish glances they exchange as you spot the buzzcut they did it on purpose. you know you’re technically the odd one out, but you expected them to figure out that wasn’t a good idea after the last time you saw each other. like the mature 20-year-olds you were, you both ignored one another again. you thanked the sun in your eyes for allowing you a valid reason to not stare at him. rafe similarly thanked the sun for staring at you unabashedly with your back to him. your hair was up in a high ponytail, donned in a familiar light blue skirt and crop top. your legs glistened from sweat and the curve of your ass was barely concealed by how short your skirt was. yeah, suffice to say he was grateful. he caught himself in the thought, finding himself smiling.

“you’re still here huh? tryna prove something to daddy back home?” the voice rang clear in the tension filled silence stretched between you two, you still couldn't get used to the sound. you probably should by now. you know the sweeter lilted version he used to reserve for you would never be back, and while his voice wasn’t this deep before the edge is still there. a knife that keeps digging into you, bleeding you dry, slowly and consistently.

“despite your best efforts, i bought a place, you dick.” rafe hates that you don’t turn towards him when you say it, he hates how far away you sound. the words come out without any vitriol, but he relishes in the childish way you insult him.

“you’re actually staying?” an exhausted sigh leaves your mouth as you finally turn towards him, your brows furrowed, and his gaze traces your features. he could probably draw them with his eyes closed, but then he’d give up a chance to see them himself.

“yeah i always wanted to move back, i didn’t really have a choice before.” there’s that tone again, neutral and unfeeling, he hates it. distantly rafe knows he’s heard it before, you used to talk like this after you got yelled at by your dad or your parents got into a fight that you had to be subjected to. you’re trying to disassociate yourself from your own feelings and rafe knows that this time he’s the one to blame. his stomach turns and his throat suddenly feels dry, he has to make this better for both of you somehow.

“right, well you stay on your side, i’ll stay on mine.” as soon as the words come out rafe knows he’s messed it up further, your face falls slightly before your mask is back.

“really? what are we twelve?” rafe wants to laugh, but he can’t let you have that. the words are out now, he can’t take them back. maybe this is the only way for him to move on. he knows that’s a lie because even your annoyance is a benefaction.

“i was probably nicer at twelve.” there’s no humor in the statement, you feel like crying, there’s a horrible curl in your stomach and your heart is beating out of your chest. rafe is really ending it, you might be sick. you realize you’d rather bleed to death slowly than the knife be pulled out all at once, at least before you could hope for survival. the humid heat of outer banks does nothing to help the cold sweat coating the back of your neck. you feel sick.

“you definitely were, we were friends back then.” the whole conversation is pointless by now, both of you know it, but there’s something invisible holding you in that space, staring at one another with blank expressions and speaking nonsense just to keep talking. you’re tracing each other’s expressions with fervor, both of you know this might be the last time you can do it. it’s painfully familiar, you’re almost hit over the head with how similarly this echoes your childish fights before. you’d always give each other the silent treatment only to give in hours later. that wouldn’t happen this time.

“listen, i don’t know what your problem is with me, rafe, but i'm sorry if i-“a last-ditch attempt from your end. rafe cut you off quickly, ridding you of any hope for reconciliation.

“don’t, it’s fine just-we don’t need to be friends again, and honestly i just want you to stay away from me. if that’s too hard for you then-“

“i can do that.” there it was, the end of it. a lump formed in your throat; you had both long forgotten your game of golf. topper and kelce were returning, wondering what was holding you up. your legs might as well have sunken into the grass with how much effort it took to move. you tore your eyes away from his when you remembered them.

“oh one more thing, i can still hang out with topp and kelce right?” rafe didn’t have to punish you for his own problem. he took one look at his idiot friends and nodded at your question.

“yeah why would i care?” you gathered your golf bag, setting it on one of the golf carts as you avoided his gaze. rafe took you in, for maybe the last time he let himself, and tried to memorize every inch of you. you still had that scar on your knee, he’d cried with you when you got it, his dad had yelled at him to act like a man, he was 10. he should feel embarrassed by the memory or even sad but instead he relishes that he is a part of your skin somehow. that’s all he might have left now.

“cool.” it was the last thing you said before taking off and leaving him completely numb.

as it would happen, obx isn’t big enough for you to run in the same circles and avoid one another. especially when the camerons love you like their own daughter. rose had called you daughter-in-law for about two years of your life before you both started blushing and getting shy about the title.

and rafe does in fact care because it’s about two weeks since your little truce and he’s seething at the fact his friends have been hanging out with you and not him.

no, it’s more so you’re hanging out with them and not him, but he won’t admit that. rafe’s coming back from topper’s place, pissed off beyond repair that his friend keeps mentioning how funny you are like rafe doesn’t know it. but even topper, despite his general asshole demeanor, knows that you’re off limits. no one has dared to talk about you in any slightly untoward way since childhood because rafe always dealt with it. the last time someone had commented on your body in middle school you had to clean up rafe’s bloodied knuckles. even now years later the silent understanding stands.

he can’t believe his misfortune luck when he sees you hanging out with wheezie in his backyard. you’re both lying on your stomachs on a picnic blanket, hunched over wheezie’s phone. you’d always been protective over his little sister.

“lil cameron you sure know how to pick em.” you look at her unbelieving that the creature on her phone screen is the crush she’s been gushing over. wheezie had texted you that she needed advice, and you had a hard time saying no to her. she’d also mentioned/threatened that she would have to ask rafe if you didn’t respond because sarah was too busy with john b. that made you rush over immediately, knowing if rafe got involved the kid would be in for hell.

“oh come on he’s not that bad!” he hears you two giggling and while he could easily ignore you it’s starting to get under his skin. rafe walks past and you both look up; wheezie giving him a small smile and wave while your smile just seems to disappear. he tries to not let it sting, his expression blank as your eyes briefly meet and he goes inside. you both return to dealing with the message her crush sent. wheezie, ever the perceptive teen, picks up on your little interaction immediately. “what’s that about?”

“ask your brother,” you try not to touch the subject, it’s been hard to ignore it when you’re alone. you’re doing your absolute best to live in the present.

“oh please you know he won’t tell me anything.” wheezie looks at you with her big bright eyes and you can’t say no to her. you still see her as the little girl who’d ask you to play with her when sarah didn’t.

“okay fine, he doesn’t want to be friends anymore and we kinda agreed to ignore each other from now on.” your eyes fixate on the picnic blanket, picking at the threads that are coming out, you’re sure you can see the feelings flash across her face, they mimic the ones you’re swallowing down.

“what?!” it’s as shocking as it should be, you know if rose found out she’d be giving rafe shit for it. for some reason she favored you over her own stepson and that only made you dislike her more. your relationship with ward and rose had always been complicated just as rafe’s had been with your own parents.

“we stopped talking while i was gone, i guess he just moved on.” wheezie, much like anyone else who knows you two even a little, knows that your statement is categorically false. rafe hadn’t moved on even an inch. in fact, she could bet he was watching you from inside. her earliest memories of you had always been by rafe’s side. rafe was always softer with you like he was softer with her, that side of him was her favorite. that was the rafe she knew, not this petulant manchild who was pretending he didn’t care about you.

“i’m sorry.” there was nothing else to say. if rafe was willing to give you up, no one would make him see reason.

“thanks wheeze, now back to your creature.” you painted on a fake smile, hoping at some point it’d feel real.

then there’s the club, you’re still a member even now and you look like a dream in a sundress. rafe showed up with topper, kelce was already there chatting with you at the bar. you were quite the sight, your textbooks splayed across the bar as you worked on your biology homework. he wondered how his friends had managed to get you to come. rafe kept his distance, his body angled towards the bar. topp and kelce had caught on, giving up on getting you two to be friendly. there wasn’t anything he could do when your perfume lingered in the air, the breeze plotting against him and blowing it his way. being taller than his friends also meant he couldn't really avoid seeing you when he looked over. the amusement of seeing you steadfastly studying while nursing a drink was making it hard for him to ignore you.

“wanna grab dinner? i’m feeling burgers.” topper suggested after the sun had gone down and the bar was starting to fill.

“i’m good.” you hadn’t felt hungry in a while. you felt behind in your classes from all the chaos of moving and having little time for your homework. your laid-back friends kept inviting you out and while you missed them and wanted to make up for lost time you were feeling stretched thin. the constant reminder of your lost friendship didn’t help the already sickening anxiety churning in your stomach.

“you sure?” kelce asked, noticing how you didn’t look up from your textbook.

“yeah i’m not hungry.” rafe could see it in your face, your cheeks weren’t as round as he remembered. he started to feel panicked at the thought he might be to blame, so he rallied the boys to leave. you walked home by yourself, still trying to finish your homework while walking, of course unsuccessfully. when your doorbell rang a few minutes after you got home you didn’t expect a bag at your front door. a burger and fries. you knew who it was, but you refused to acknowledge it. topper and kelce would never do this. after that you eat normally, rafe didn’t deserve your thanks and you were too proud to let him think it was because of him.

you catch up on your classes after hunkering down for a week and refusing any socializing. your home is finally moved in, your furniture fills the space, and you don’t mind being home. the realization that you can finally feel comfortable at home is bittersweet, the absence of your parents is welcome, but another isn’t. his absence is a curse that you just can’t lift.

a/n: the pain is almost over i swear! (i can’t handle too much angst) also this series won’t be too long i think five parts max!

taglist: @clar2aa @ggraycelynn @rafestoothbrush @woweewoowa @mattyskies @always4tuesdayss @ashy-kit @chalahyung01 @rafeysslut @beabogsims @someoneisreading

[rosezza]

࿐Silent treatment

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-r

Warnings: strong language, violence, mentions of drugs, drug use kinda dark!rafe

You were pushed against lots of other sweaty bodies that jumped around as the loud music and flashing lights surrounded the entire room. You were at one of Rafes house parties again. You and Rafe had an arguement before the party started. And he had been ignoring you since, silent treatment.

Usually Rafe had his arm wrapped around you or had you sitting on his lap as he snorted cocaine. But not today. He knew the silent treatment triggered you, which is why he always used it whenever you made him mad.

He was seated at a table with a couple dollar bills around him. Aswell as lines of white substance. Doing coke as usual with a couple of his friends. You had memorized 2 boys since they were always with him, Kelce and Topper. You were out on the dance floor, dancing with a few new friends of yours that you had made at the party. Trying to forget about Rafe for a while.

You didnt like that Rafe did cocaine. But he got pissed everytime you brought it up, telling you to mind your own business. So you decided to let him do whatever he wants. Even tho it hurt you.

"Hey y/n! Grab us another drink will ya?!" Your new made friend Ariel asked loudly with a smile so you could hear it over the loud music and crowd screaming in your ears. You nodded and began pushing yourself through the sweaty bodies. Making your way to a less crowded area. As you got there you placed your hand in your back pocket to check your money before going to pay for some drinks.

But your eyebrows frowned as you didnt feel any money in your pocket at all. You kept searching moving from one pocket to another, desperate to find it. But then you gave up and groaned, someone had probably snatched the dollar bills out your pocket as you were dancing.

"Rafe?.." you asked as you approached the table he was at. He looked to where your voice came from but he ignored you and went back to counting up the money he had in his hands. You sigh as you slide your hand onto his shoulder. Tired of this silent treatment already. He shrugged your hands off his shoulder and you let your arm fall to your side

"What." Rafe said calmly. Still not wanting to talk to you.

You cleared your throat before speaking "Someone stole my money i had when i was dancing and-.." you started as you brought your hand up to the back of your neck as you watched Rafe continue to swipe through his money.

"Mhm" Rafe hummed. Clearly not listening to you trying to give him the hint of giving you some money since you didnt have any. You sighed.

"Rafe i need money" you said akwardly and Rafe pouted his lips. "Ah, thats sad. Go work or something yeah?" Rafe joked which earned a laugh from his friends which just embarassed you. You shook your head and rolled your eyes. Giving up on this. He was clearly not listening to you at all.

You sighed as you turned and began walking away from the table. Giving up on it all to go back and dissapoint your friends with no drinks, and no money.

Even tho they were probably just using you for money because they knew your boyfriend was rich.

But just as youre about to go back into the crowd an unfamiliar arm snakes around your waist. Pulling you closer and into their body. You turn your head, thinking its Rafe. But instead its a middle aged man, probably in his 30s.

You immediately begin feeling uncomfortable and you try to move away from him but that just results in him pulling you even closer, forcing you close. His mouth lowers down to your ear. His lips ghosting over your earlobe as he whispers.

"Boyfriend aint giving you money huh?.. ill give you some for a piece of change" the middle aged man whispered seductively in your ear as you got even more uncomfortable. It felt wierd if it wasnt Rafe who was saying it. Your eyebrows frowned and you shook your head.

"Get your fucking hands off her." You heard Rafes voice sneer before you could answer. You felt the man behind you being pulled away from you forcefully. His arms finally leaving your waist.

The man stumbled a bit and before he could regain his balance again, Rafes fist collided with the mans jaw forcefully. The man stumbled back but Rafe followed after, pushing the man into a table and staring emotionlessly into his eyes.

Your lips parted as you watched the situation unfold infront of you. But too scared to do anything about it. A few people close by walked away from the scene.

The man brought a hand to his jaw as he held himself up by the table with his other. Blood ran down the mans chin. But without saying another word the man stumbled to the side before making his way out of there like a scared dog.

As the man walked away Rafe turned back to you and walked closer to you, placing a hand on your hip as his other hand tucked in a few dollar bills in the waistline of your skirt. His fingers digged into your side.

You looked up at Rafe. "Thank you" you said softly. Which in response you only got a small "mhm" from him.

Rafes gaze moved down your body. Checking you out. You had a short skirt on. A little too short actually. Just a few centimeters shorter and your panties would be for everyone to see. The top you had on was tight. Making your curves more noticable. And Rafe didnt like that one bit.

"Go change. You look like a slut" Rafe said calmly. His face straight showing no emotion what-so-ever. Even tho his pupils were dilated. Showing that he was on coke.

You bit down on your lower lip. Your teeth biting at your skin. You looked back at where your friends were. Remembering you had promised them drinks. Rafe looked down at you, waiting for a nod and for you to obey and go change.

"But-"

"No. Go change or ill force you to it." His voice calm and serious as he looked at you. You shook your head. "Rafe i dont-" but before you could finish your sentence Rafes cold hands gripped onto your waist. Pulling you closer and lifting you up and over his shoulder. His arm wrapped over your ass. Making sure the skirt stayed down as he began walking towards the staircase that led to his room.

"Rafe youre embarassing me i look like a child-" you said as you hanged over his shoulder. Your hands holding onto the back of his shirt.

"Act like a child, get treated like one." Rafe said calmly as he continued his way to his room to get you changed into something more appropriate then what you were wearing.

"But i think i deserve something for saving you, yeah?"

Taglist: @necroflame ♡

I need ideas/requests bc i have no idea what to write

[thatoneevanfan]

James Potter x reader

Plot: in which James is so obviously in love with the reader but the reader is too damn oblivious to understand it.

warnings: idk just fluff tbh, cussing tho(i always say this but i don’t think i ever really used cussing except in the one barty fic lol) hurt but comfort only short hurt tho

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no pov:

James had first noticed you during your third year. You were always rather quiet but whenever your friends were around, you couldn’t be stopped from talking. However since your friend groups had merged during fifth year he started feeling differently about you.

Suddenly your hair seemed more shiny, your smile more bright and your skin more glowy.

While you did have a boyfriend or two, none of them were ever anything serious.

And to you James was such a good friend and you always appreciated him being there for you. How couldn’t you? He always helped you pick out the right outfit for when you went on dates, he was the shoulder you cried on when the date didn’t show and he was also the first you’d inform when you met someone new.

He was just always… such a good **friend**

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“Hi Y/n, i’m gonna get something to drink, do you want something?” James smiles at you brightly. “Oh yeah sure a coke, thanks.” You smile back at him. You were all currently at a hufflepuff party, you were laying on a sofa with your head laying against Marlene’s lap and your legs swung over Dorcas legs.

You watch as James walks away and disappears into the crowd.

Dorcas shoots a curious look over to Marlene who nodded with a determined look, however you were completely oblivious to their silent exchange of looks. “So uh- You and James huh?” Marlene drops casually, ignoring Dorcas’ face palming she makes at marlene’s blunt question at which she simply shrugs defensively.

“Me and james? What?” You scoff jokingly.

“Uh yeah. james. the boy who’s currently scurried off somewhere getting you a drink.” Marlene once again says bluntly.

“Oh my god. I know who james is but what do you mean me and him? He’s my friend yeah sure.” You smile as you tilt your head confused.

You look over to Dorcas who was looking at you with furrowed eyebrows.

Her mouth gapes open as if to say something but then quickly shuts it again with another head tilt.

She begins to speak but quickly gets interrupted by Marlene. “You know he’s like madly in love with you.”

“madly in- no he’s not!” You laugh loudly, scoffing again.

“Are you serious Y/n?” Dorcas looks at you with a serious look.

“Oh my God! The kid is totally

oblivious!” Her eyes widen as she takes in your confused look.

“Oblivious about what?” James chimes in with a smile, as he arrives with your drink.

You roll your eyes with a scoff.

“Marlene and Dorcas think you’re madly in love with me.” You laugh as you look over at him. His smile faltering as he shoots them a glare.

He bites his lip awkwardly.

Your jaw drops as you realize his reaction. “You-“ You start but stop yourself as you look at him

in shock.

“Hey uhm im gonna go, it’s getting late.” He fakes a quick grin and walks out the door. You sit there in silence for a second before

taking a look at the clock. It was 9pm. On a friday. Yeah fuck no.

You quickly jumped up and ran after him. “Go get him tiger!” Dorcas and Marlene chant after you.

You leave the commonroom and look around hoping to see his face. You notice him walking down the corridor and you sprint after him.

“James.” You yell after him loudly.

He doesn’t turn around, making it seem like he hasn’t heard you. The way his pace quickens betrays his actions.

You roll your eyes and sprint faster, catching up with him.

You reach out and grab his shoulder, making him turn around.

“Oh y/n! what’s up?” You watch as he forces a grin onto his face, his eyes however glassy.

“Is it true?” You ask out of breath.

“What do you mean?” he says as he presses his lips together in a fake smile.

“Is it true?”

You ask again ignoring his question, knowing full-well that he knows what you mean.

He sighs as he hesitantly nods.

you smile softly and hug him.

The hug lasts a few seconds before you pull away and look him in the eyes. You pull him in for a kiss.

After a few seconds you both are left breathless.

“So you like me back?” He asks with a smile.

“Of course you idiot.”

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[underworld-park-offical]

PIP: Yes and I'll get the uhm

PIP: I'll get the uh

PIP: I’ll get

PIP: …

PIP: Lemme get ahhhh

PIP: Boneless Pizza 

PIP: And uh

PIP: Two liter of uh

PIP: Coke

HEIDI: …

HEIDI: The fuck kinda pizza?

HEDI: And the two liter machine broke, we got one liter tho

PIP: The fuck you mean B?

PIP: Alright look, 

PIP: Let me get that pizza BONELESS

HEIDI: Uh? Pizza don't got bone in it

PIP: Tf did I just say then

HEIDI: U said "Lemme get it BONELESS " like pizza got a damn bone in it

PIP: Y'all got BONES in ya shit then

HEIDI: Nah

PIP: So what's the problem?

HEIDI: DICK HEAD name one pizza that got bone on it

PIP: Just don't put them shits in my pizza bruh how many times I gotta say it

HEIDI: Bruh jus explain to me how tf pizza can be boneless?

PIP: If it don't got bone in it iss boneless

HEIDI: Son, what school u go to

PIP: dawg I don't understand the problem just make my shit BONELESS  DEADASS

HEIDI: I'm deadass not making this pizza…

PIP: Fine, then you deadass  better get me exactly what I want

PIP: Why are you so…

PIP: frumpy?

HEIDI: Excuse me?

PIP: You heard me

PIP: You won't even get me a boneless pizza 

PIP: How do you think that makes you look?

HEIDI: erm.

PIP: FRUMPY

HEIDI: You wanna play that way, huh?

HEIDI: Number 1, F = (m)(a) = (1000 kg)( 3 m/s²) =

3000 N.

PIP: What.

HEIDI: HMMMM a = F/a = 200 N / 2.5 m/s² = 80kg

PIP: Is there a manager I can speak to?

HEIDI: OHHH, YOU WANT THE ANSWERS  TO THE CROSSWORD ???

HEIDI: Ahem

HEIDI: One is centripetal, two is negative acceleration, three is plate tectonics, four is relative motion, five is slope—

PIP: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

HEIDI: SIX IS SPEED, SEVEN IS AVERAGE SPEED

PIP: WHAT'S EVEN THE GODDAMN DIFFERENCE?!

HEIDI: OH, I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED!

HEIDI: AHEM

HEIDI: THE MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL PIP: CAN I JUST GET PIP: MY GODDAMN PIP: FOOD PLEASE

TWEEK: WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING NICE??? PIP: I AM BEING NICE!!

TWEEK: BY YELLING??? PIP: FUCK YOU RESPECTFULLY

HEIDI: OKAY FINE, I'LL GET YOU YOUR GODDAMN BONELESS PIZZA OR WHATEVER DUMB QUEER SHIT YOU ORDERED

HEIDI: What do you want you low budget Super Sonic?

TWEEK: Uh yeah uh

TWEEK: What's this thing?

HEIDI: Do you have are stupid?

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: What?

HEIDI: Do you.

HEIDI: Have are.

HEIDI: Stupid?

HEIDI: Bitch?

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: What

TWEEK: What nonsense are you speaking?

TWEEK: What

HEIDI: That is a MENU

HEIDI: Say it with me

HEIDI: MEN

HEIDI: U!

TWEEK: Oh! A Meenew!

TWEEK: Cool!

PIP: Ignore him, he’s an imbecile

TWEEK: Hey! I'm not…

PIP: Anyways, he’ll have a pudding

HEIDI: We don't serve pudding here

TWEEK: No… no pudding???

HEIDI: No sir, we don’t have pudding

TWEEK: ( starts to cry like a lil bitch )

HEIDI: …

HEIDI: We have jello?

TWEEK: IT'S NOT THE SAME!! WAHHHHH!!!

PIP: He’ll just take a coffee

TWEEK: I DON'T WANT COFFEE!! I WANT PUDDIN!!

PIP: Shut

PIP: The

PIP: FUCK UP!

PIP: (SLAP )

TWEEK: ( Ugly Crying )

HEIDI: O….

HEIDI: Kkkkkkayyyyy…

HEIDI: What does the walking fetus want?

PIP: The what?

HEIDI: The child

HEIDI: What can we get for your child?

TWEEK: Right! My

TWEEK: My child

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Her names Silly String

HEIDI: Cool

HEIDI: Cool cool cool

HEIDI: What does… HEIDI: Silly String

HEIDI: Want to eat

TWEEK: Uh…

TWEEK: What do kids eat?

TWEEK: Do  kids even eat?

HEIDI: Yes, kids eat, captain obvious

PIP: Tweek she’s eating a crayon

TWEEK: Oh

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Do kids eat crayons?

PIP: No

PIP: No they do not

HEIDI: Does

HEIDI: Does Silly String

HEIDI: Want the jello instead?

TWEEK: No

TWEEK: I'm not feeding her that garbage

PIP: Can we just get a round of tater tots?

PIP: Please

HEIDI: Sure

HEIDI: Whatever gets me to stop talking to you 

HEIDI: And whatever gets me paid 

PIP: Well! That went over nicely!

TWEEK: You slapped me

PIP: It's a start

TWEEK: No

TWEEK: It's really not 

PIP: I'm recovering

PIP: I'm changing

PIP: I'm metamorphosing

PIP: I'm evolving

TWEEK: …

TWEEK: Whatever

TWEEK: You seeing this shit, Silly String? 

SILLY STRING: ( Grunt of disapproval  )

PIP: What, so you’re getting your child to hate me too?

TWEEK: You  hate us

PIP: I mean

PIP: True

PIP: But I'm changing

TWEEK: Liar

PIP: Okay I'm lying

PIP: But Estella put me in a fucking time out

PIP: So I have to act  nice

PIP: Even though I really

PIP: REEEEALLY

PIP: Don’t want to be

SILLY STRING: ( confused grunt )

TWEEK: Estella's your grandma, Silly String 

SILLY STRING: ( surprised grunt )

PIP: Ugh

PIP: I hate Mum…

TWEEK: You see her as a mom too?

PIP: I

PIP: Uh

PIP: NO PIP: I NEVER SAID THAT

PIP: She's just so overprotective of us all the damn time

PIP: IT'S ANNOYING

TWEEK: SHhh

TWEEK: Don't shout!

TWEEK: There's people behind us…

TWEEK: Why the fuck are they looking at us like that?

PIP: It's the queer stare

PIP: They're harshly judging you

TWEEK: Oh god…

TWEEK: Heyyyyy

TWEEK: Silly String, say hi

SILLY STRING: ( excited grunting  )

TWEEK: You all look

TWEEK: SO  cool

TWEEK: Did you come from the Pride Parade?

TWEEK: Er- I mean…

TWEEK: Uh…

TWEEK: This is my son

TWEEK: …Daughter?

TWEEK: Child?

TWEEK: I don't know what Silly String is…

PIP: Didn’t you call her, “her ” earlier?

TWEEK: I mean,

TWEEK: YEAH

TWEEK: That doesn't mean I know

TWEEK: Wait

TWEEK: What are  you, Silly String?

SILLY STRING: ( I don't know grunt )

PIP: It's a mystery!

PIP: How are you all this lovely evening?

PIP: Just SWELL I presume?

TWEEK: Pip your eye is twitching

PIP: IT'S HAPPY SEIZING!!!

TWEEK: No… no pretty sure it's twitching

PIP: HAPPY. SEIZING. I'M SO JOYFUL I'M EXPRESSING IT THROUGH MY EYE!

TWEEK: …Sure…

(Edits made by @pissblanket and @zemoleinyourtrashcan)

[kuschelkissen]

Watched Ep1 of Yingdu Arc and survived!!

Thoughts under cut because spoilers!! Duh.

ok. Uh. Where do I even start.

The basketball scene, man, that looked so good. OH that looked SO DAMN GOOD???

And then BAMM whiplash, Vein's in the fucking photo studio, throwing Cheng Xiaoshi around as if he wasn't a full grown man of 1,80m 💀 I kinda expected to see CXS die soon, but wow. That was... uff, wow, thanks for the tears I guess

I will sound terrible, but... I kinda wish that scene had been longer? Dunno, feels like we barely saw LG grieving over this.

Watch this statement come back to bite my ass, when we get the full extended scene in the last episode lol

Because I feel like it has to come back? Like. What the fuck happened? Why is Vein here? Like. HERE here, in the photo studio. Why is Xiao Li dead? And Qiao Ling??

This makes the intro including her in all of these scenes so much worse! 😭 And no wonder LG dove back... EVERYONE IS DEAD. Who wouldn't have done the same...

And oh god, that whole power-transfer scene. Not only was it a fucking beautiful metaphor with the basketball, it also looked so pretty how the gold faded from CXS's eyes 😭 And I guess he transferred it voluntarily? Gave it to Lu Guang so he could save everyone (no pressure, tho). God, I'm sobbing again as I type this...

I really wonder what happened in that almost hour long time period between CXS dying and LG diving. Since LG was hurt when he got the photo, and I don't assume that Vein just... you know, LEFT, I guess there was a fight? Do you think LG went feral again? Or did Vein think he'd die from his wound(s?) and just left him to bleed out?

(Also I guess an interesting thought, that all of that doesn't matter anymore once he's diving 🤔)

Anyway.

THESE FUCKERS FAKED BLACK HAIR LU GUANG FOR THE PREVIEW?! WTF?

Like. Okay?? I knew there would be all sorts of misdirects, but??? Just plain out faked it, huh?!

I'm not mad tbh. While I like the white hair theory (what if Black/White Doomed Yaoi™ can only be fixed by making both of them black haired??), I stopped liking it when they made it seem like the power transfer gives you 1 white hair at a time. That would've been too much for me to handle T___T And LG looks great with white hair, so. Yeah.

I did NOT need the next whiplash after crying over CXS's death, but I guess they met by one of his classmates (?) literally throwing a fucking BASKETBALL into LG's face??? And apparently there was a need to show that THREE times. OKAY, SURE, see me laughing through my tears??

(ok, other than that, that scene was so cute. And sad. LG almost crying again, the sound of his voice, grabbing his arm, as if he had to feel that he was actually there, ALIVE...)

Cried through the whole opening again, obviously.

And then the moment I have been waiting for.

Cosplayer. Lu Guang. And not just ANY cosplayer, no no. He's apparently famous in the scene?? What??

("Taking photos of beautiful women~" (Lu Guang almost dying from choking on his coke) I can't)

AND HE'S A WEEB, he's cosplaying and reading manga AND I DIDN'T THINK I COULD LOVE HIM MORE BUT APPARENTLY I CAN???

"I thought you were more the Shakespear type" ALL OF US, CXS, ALL OF US!

Seriously, I love this so much??

Trying to sort my thoughts, but it's kinda hard. It was a bit of a ride??

And the Club girl wanted to put CXS in a couple cosplay for LG, I can't! CXS, you COWARD, you looked great in that! (I wanna draw that, but I'm already like 20h late so there's probably several drawings of that already...) (LG taking a picture of it and then mocking him with it!! I swear, that whole scene was heartwarming?? He felt so... so...??? IDK?? Different. Somehow more playful? I love it T___T)

(Him being swarmed by people who want to take a photo of him, UGH, perfection. And QL clocking her brother immediately, "are you jealous" lmao)

I love the Chibis every now and then. And the funny faces, kinda missed that after S1. CXS and QL are such siblings, they way they ganged up on Zhou Xun... or pleaded with LG... UGH I love them. Love them so fucking much!!

CXS carrying patches with him at all times is such a cute detail, idk??

Handholding 😌💕 and an actual hug. Well. A short one, before LG chickened out.

"Are now partners for life", lmao, extra funny because that's what homosexual marriage is called in German.

I missed that, but my gf pointed out that LG's eyes were golden at first, and when he joined CXS and QL later, with the voice over about "maybe after 12h you're stuck forever", he had his normal grey eyes. And since they zoomed in on the eye to show us that, I guess she's right that the 12h are over at that point and he's now stuck. After all, he clapped at the con and was still there.

Also, CXS was WAY too relaxed about him having powers? "Wait, so you DO have powers?? Wow." Uh, not how I would've reacted lol xD but then again, he said, he felt that he had a secret and that he "knew 2 people with eyes like yours", so... uh... what does that mean, CXS? (Except that your parents probably had powers, too)

The way LG looks at him. UGH. UUUUUGH my heart can't take it.

That scene on the couch where he hugs himself... after that soft smile. yeah, why not, break my heart again, sure sure...

LU GUANG. CANONICALLY. WEARS CHENG XIAOSHI'S CLOTHES!! The fucking cat hat wasn't a present to LG, it is CXS's!! (well, maybe he gifted it him anyway, but whatever xD he originally bought it for himself! Now I wanna draw him in that outfit lol??)

There were several moments in this that gave me Live Action feels. I don't remember all of them right now, but CXS calling LG handsome/beautiful was one of them and the "we're not even together, and she's breaking up with me?? T__T" cries come to mind. idk xD Makes me feel warm and fuzzy.

UUUUGH so yeah.

I really wonder if this is the current timeline or not. Or if we will see the deathscene one more time in the last episode?? Though "I'll use my last chance and go back to the beginning" kinda feels like that was the current one?? Or we will find out another reason why it might be the last chance...

Uh. Final thoughts?

It was A LOT less bad than I feared it was?? The blow from Cheng Xiaoshi's death scene was softened with all the cute and funny stuff later, so right now I actually regret not watching it before work lol

Animation quality was nice, but it's very obvious that the most of that episode's budget went into the first 10 minutes xD Not a complaint, just stating the obvious.

I like the new style, though I still think I slightly prefer Studio Lan's style? Can't even put into words exactly what it is.

Also I miss thick eyebrow Lu Guang =T Thankfully, at least the ending delivers on that front.

Lastly, I'm really not sure why they made this into one hour-long episode? It was pretty clearly meant to be two, with a very clear cut pretty much exactly in the middle, and two stories that are completed in themselves. I feel like that would've made more sense for the finale, when everything's going down? Idk.

(who knows, maybe we will still get that, so we get the full 8 episodes after all?)

[hopelesshaidys]

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labyrinth

EDIT: i fucked up and forgot to add a pic and it won’t let me so. yeah. also i fixed the out of order mistake i’m so sorry😭

ONCE AGAIN THE OC JORDAN IS NOT MINE‼️‼️‼️ it’s the dearest @kotoprincesa !!

hey…life…am i right?

yeah hopefully you saw the post LMFAO ya boy has had a weird week

i’m sorry this is a short one but like i said shit is crazy

i rlly hope i’ll have time to write tomorrow 😭

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AND SINCE THIS IS LATE IM GONNA FINALLY TELL U HOW EVERYONE GOT THEIR NICKNAMES FROM BKG MWAHAHA YES:

Sero-tape arms/soy sauce:

1. tape arms is from when it was their freshmen year of high school, and sero once got RLLY drunk at some senior’s party….anyways he got tied up by a bunch of girls. with tape. (yes he did cry as the gang ripped off the tape) fun fact!! Jordan was actually at that party (their cousin was the hostess) and was the one who told the bakusquad abt him getting taped up!

2. soy sauce is from the very first prank Kaminari did on the channel where he gave sero a glass of soy sauce but told him it was coke (sero didn’t speak to him for three days afterwards)

Mina-pinky/raccoon eyes:

pinky is like rlly obvious she has pink hair, BUT raccoon eyes is a much more funny story! you see, just like her lover; kirishima, she too had a sort of…alt-y phase. in her case, she experimented with black clothing but more importantly, black eyeshadow. like. a LOT. kirishima thought it was the CUTEST thing ever and was low key upset when she stopped doing it💀

Kirishima-weird hair/shitty hair/spiky:

he just had a rlly bad haircut when they came back to school for their sophomore year, it was legit like how teen guys had it in the early 2000s-gelled up into spikes 🫥

Kaminari-Sparky:

he tried rewiring their broken fan in college. got electrocuted. went to the hospital. yeah.

Hitoshi-eyebags:

he may not get sleep now, but it was RLLY bad their jr year of high school dear GOD. everyone would have to FIGHT him to get him to go to sleep, even putting that powder melatonin in his drinks 😭😭 (it was actually kats’ idea :(( such a sweetie)

Shoto-IcyHot:

shoto had this…phase…half way thru sophomore year of high school where he would over work himself with sports/work that he would literally put on icyhot every. single. day. (it drove EVERYONE crazy but no one dared to say anything)

Jirou-headphones:

ALL throughout high school jirou always had her headphones in. there wasn’t one time where she wasn’t listening to music and bkg being the old man he is thought it was “incredibly rude” and “disrespectful” (karma is a bitch tho bc after this HIS nickname was old man)

Momo-ponytail:

yeah the gang wasn’t kidding when momo went thru an INTENSE ponytail phase like she would gel it and everything😭😭😭the girls would be begging for momo just to keep it down or else she’ll keep getting called jojo siwa by the freshmen

Iida-four eyes/glasses:

….uh it’s kinda obvious LMFAO

Ochako-pink cheeks:

so bkg and ochako were actually #besties after they put their differences aside (after bkg apologized to izuku) and she would ALWAYS go to him and rant abt her crush on Iida. so, as “revenge” he would call her pink cheeks whenever she was talking to Iida. HOWEVER that so backfired on him bc the nickname made iida think bkg liked ochako (he also noticed their newest infatuation w/each other) and iida one day went to bkg to tell him HE liked ochako and was like “i see that you and ochako have made a new relationship, but i just need to tell you i have feelings for ochako.” anyways. bkg was going thru new anger management stuff and he had to take VERY deep breaths in order not to lose his shit LMFAO

Izuku-Nerd:

….do i really need to say anything? 🤨🤨

hope you enjoyed that! thank you for the wait i love u guys 🫶🫶🫶

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fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- you know it’s bad when kats is up at 1AM

- ain’t i a genius for that thomas the train gossip account? huh? hm?

- Jordan keeps their man in CHECK (they love each other) and Sero is half scared, and the other half find it very sexy

- also when i wrote that part all i could think of is that one song “walk him like a dog sis” because toshi and Jordan got that covered

- do u like mina and kiri’s users😇😇 idk if i do but whatever

- that gc has…some stuff in it. mainly just all the things of bakugou’s the gang has taken, broken, or lost LMFAO

- toshi and kam are just so cute i’m throwing up sobbing rn

- kiri always scowls at “unnecessary” language but then cusses too… double standards (he has never once called out mina tho HA)

- i feel like i’ve said this before but i need to say it again; i just KNOW in my SOUL kiri uses the laughing emoji

- sero and kam are mina’s ultimate hype men

- kacchan and deku-bed friends forever!

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[andvys]

and i saved the most exciting one for dessert 🤭

There was one person that you hated more than anything, Steve Harrington. From the first moment you have laid your eyes on him, you just couldn’t stand him. You hated his cocky and arrogant personality, his perfect reputation, how sure of himself he always was. You hated King Steve, you hated the way he looked at you, you hated the way he used every opportunity to piss you off, he said things that he knew would get under your skin. 

OH MY GOD. ITS ENEMIES TO LOVERS. CONSIDER ME FUCKING DEAD ALREADY BYE 🥵🥵

“Aw,” he shrugs, throwing his arm around her shoulder, he turns back to you, giving you a small smirk, “I’m sorry, queen y/n.” 

oh he will be calling me queen once i'm done with him.

“I know, you’re a whore in virgin’s clothes.” 

HAHAHA HE GOT SO OFFENDED AS WELL LMAO

You are both so caught up in each other, you don’t notice the stolen glances between your boyfriend and his girlfriend, the longing gazes, the forbidden touches between the table as they reach for the other’s hand. 

the way jancy loves each other in every universe !! (except when nancy loves robin 👀)

He had suspicions but he didn’t want to dwell on them, not yet. But when he climbed up the wall to his girlfriend’s window, hoping to find her studying or listening to music, he didn’t find her doing any of those things. Instead, he caught her having sex with your boyfriend. 

TRAUMATIZING LITERALLY TRAUMATIZING

The moment he steps into his bathroom, he drops to his knees and pukes his lunch out. 

cheating is literally the worst :(

“You are a busy girl, Nancy Wheeler.”

girlie... if you only knew...

There he is, your boyfriend, shoving his tongue down your best friend’s throat. Both of them are half naked, her chest is covered in hickeys already, his hair is a mess, both of them moaning into each other’s mouths as she moves her hand into his pants. 

EW EW EW EW OH NO

“Fuck– y/n!” He scrambles to his feet, trying to find his shirt. 

you're clearly fucking nancy tho 😭

“You are fucking disgusting,” you mumble angrily, ignoring the heartbreak in your chest or the feeling of your throat getting tighter. The tears begin to spill and you look between them in shock. 

TELL THEM

“Y-You are such a–” He cuts you off by grabbing your cheeks and smashing his lips against yours, he kisses you roughly. 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

His lips tastes like cheery coke and he smells so fucking good. 

oh yeah? proof? bring him over here 👁👅👁

“Yeah?” He rasps against your lips, “feeling’s mutual, honey. That’s okay, we don’t have to like each other, right?”

honey?? just like that i might be dead

“You will moan my name.” 

that a promise? 🤞

“Do it then because he never could.” 

THE SHADE ON JONATHAN 😭😭

“Fuck, you’re a little freak aren’t you?” He smirks darkly, “Byers couldn’t handle all of that, huh? Guess he wasn’t the freak after all, it was you.” 

😳😳 let's see if the big boy can handle her 🤭

“You shut up, princess. I’m not letting anyone fuck you, you’re mine tonight.” 

oh he's hot...

“God, fucking shut up and d–” He cuts you off, gripping your hips tighter, he licks up stripe up your pussy, moaning at your taste, “you shut up,” he mumbles before he buries his face in your cunt. Nudging his nose against your aching clit as he slips his tongue inside of you. 

them bickering when he has his face full of her is so adorable they'd make a great couple 🥰

“Good girl.” He mumbles, eyes twinkling with mischief when he sees your flustered expression, he feels you clench around his fingers as he pushes two inside of you, “fuck, you’re tight, how am I gonna fit inside of you?” 

NOT THE GOOD GIRL GOODBYE

King Steve is eating your pussy like his life is depending on it and he moans like a slut while doing so. Palming himself as he tastes you on his tongue and listens to you falling apart for him. 

he's such a whore i love him

“I haven’t even fucked you and your legs are already shaking.” 

SHVSDBSHSSISVSISVIWJS

“Can I suck your cock?” You ask, sliding your hand up his body, “I love sucking cock.” 

SHES SO BLUNT AND SO REAL

“Eddie Munson.” 

HES MAKES AN APPEARANCE!!!!

“Yeah, I mean who wouldn’t want to get his dick sucked by the head cheerleader?” You giggle, “he really liked it, came back for more.” 

this is my multiverse of madness

Steve chuckles darkly, gripping your jaw, he caresses your cheek, “oh, we’ll make it fit, honey.” 

OHOHOHO

“Poor baby, can’t take my big cock huh?” He teases with a smirk on his face that quickly falls again when you clench around him, causing him to stop moving, “f-fuck.” 

NO NO THE DIRTY TALK IS GONNA KILL ME

“Pound my pussy, Steve, ruin me.” 

oh.mygkdn? god? 😳

“Mhmm,” you whine, you reach for his hands, dragging them up to your neck, “choke me, daddy.” 

WHATSISGOINGON RIGTJI NOW IM DSPEECHLESS

You both need a moment to calm down from this. 

bitch I NEED A MOMENT TO CALM DOWN FROM THIS

He looks up at you, “I mean, I’m still inside of you and you are playing with my hair so yeah.” 

THEYRE SO CUTE

“You know what? I think we should’ve done that a long time ago,” Steve admits, “in fact I think we should do it again.” 

his daddy kink changed him as a person. activated a new mode even

In a perfect world you would be together. 

THATS ADORABLE

okay that was so fucking FILTHY i think im absolutely speechless. im RED and on my way to take a cold shower 😁😁 goodbye ALSO YOUR STEVE IS SO FUCKING HOT !!!

IM GIGGLING AND GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT RN 😭 Your reactions have me kicking my feet 😂

Enemies to lovers with Steve is what we needed so bad

And omg I love Jancy but Ronance? I LOVE THEM

I'm glad you enjoyed the smut and dirty talk, I might just have to write more Steve smut for you😌

Thank you for your reactions, you literally made my night 🥺 ALSO IM HAPPY YOU LIKE THIS VERSION OF STEVE HEHE

[continuous-blabbing]

Hmmmm so I decided to have one little Jack Daniel’s Coke Zero drink(cuz I’m dumb but I also genuinely want to learn to behave myself around alcohol soooo) but that’s when the tight throat came back and I looked it up and now I’m wondering if maybe I have an alcohol allergy? Like I had one (only one) glass of baileys last night and I was fine mostly but I was coughing a decent amount and my chest felt tight so I was thinking I was actually getting sick but nowwww the allergy seems more likely huh that’s one way to quit drinking ig not a clue how I’ll explain that to anyone else tho

[absolutely-normal-about-x]

HOLY SHIT!!! THIS THIS!!!!!!

Honestly ur so fucking spot on about a lot of stuff about Zero ya know especially him. ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME??? U WRITE PRETTY GOOOODD

Him having more bestial traits op ur FUCKING BRAIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

I was thinking of Zero being a Dragon/Lion hybrid (Mostly Lion like). Also he definitely uses his wings as a cloak (think like meta knight from Kirby) Zero can get Furrier as a treat but also the hell is up with Wily snorting up that Furry coke?

But yes! Out of all of the hunters Zero would struggle the most to adapt to this peaceful world unlike X and Axl. Most of the time he just wanders around Ruins or on Terra as a Nomad trying to keep himself alive or at least satisfy his hunter tendencies by murking Reaverbots that no one wants to deal with. God, Zero would have been a Cryptid to the Carborns especially his more beastial appearance doesn’t help him as most folks would be low key scared of him so he stays in the wilderness. He enjoys his freedom so much but the thought of him laying down on the Grass looking at the pure bright blue sky would just be exhilarating for him.

So this is the Peace that he was fighting for? Huh it feels nice

Since I mentioned that Zero can 100% see and communicate with Cyber Elves. That would be his only company as those sprites would be always with him. He doesn’t mind their company at all if anything it feels like (Idea maybe he had a Cyber Elf!Ciel that keeps him company). Since the world isn’t at war the Cyber Elves become the only “Companions” for him. It’s nice to at least socialize with someone but dawg bro needs to chat with real people.

IT DID NOT HELPED WITH HIS REPUTATION LAJDOSJDKWDJS

Like can you imagine being a Digger and you at first thought it was a person but the closer you get you realize that it’s not a normal person. But instead some monster thing surrounded by fucking spirits. Looking at you with the most predatory eyes that you have ever seen. Plus it killed reaverbot with his bare hands Alone. It wants to help you but can’t help to freak out from how fucking scary that thing looks-

Combined with his social skills…it made him low key unapproachable (For his dismay but he doesn’t care as much as he should).

Zero would eventually take in a kiddo of his and gets to be the worlds Okayest dad- he loves them to bits but how to parent tho-

But his mane is the perfect pillow-

Hello! So this was originally going to be an ask but it spiraled out of my control and it got too long so here we are :D I hope you enjoy my ramblings. Also I'm not a writer so I'm sorry if I sometimes don't make sense (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

@absolutely-normal-about-x

Your legends reborn AU has given me brain worms and ideas and I would like to share them if you don't mind! :D

It's mostly about Zero.

So, in one of your posts you said that you view the guardians' animalistic traits as a sign of freedom and that got me thinking about Zero.

I'm not 100% sure on how you interpret him, or how you want him to be in the au but from what I've gathered you like to see him as a Creature™ and it's how i view him too most times!

I love your head cannon that Zero can go on all fours because was not only made to be the ultimate weapon but also the ultimate predator (or hunter I don't remember the exact word you used)

So I was thinking that in your legends reborn au, since it's a time of peace and he is not a war machine anymore, he's (mostly) not a weapon anymore! :D

So, his predator/ hunter side is more present which makes his animalistic traits more prominent then the guardians. He can run on all fours, has paws :3, I like imagining him using his hair/mane as a bed or a blanket, and maybe give him some wings to reflect the absolute armor and the mother elf a little since she was based on him. (I still think he wears armor though)

I just want them to represent how free he is in the new world. I see the world of megaman legends as being very freeing for a being like Zero.

I think he has always lived in very restricting conditions. As I said before this man is a Creature™ and I don't think Wily ever intended for him to be a social one or to live in crowded places like a city (cuz he was supposed to Destroy those). I imagine living in the hunters HQ with so many reploids never felt quite right to him.

And Sure he could act like other reploids and mostly blend in but his mind was still so different he had to work extra hard to fit in. (Basically he's had to mask so hard for most of his life)

I think the only time he felt most like he was in his natural habitat was in the Zero games when he was mindlessly destroying thousands of enemies in large spaces to achieve a goal, and mostly not talking to people. It was still not very fun for him though, since missing most of his memories, and missing people he did not remember did not feel nice.

Then he wakes up in a world where there is no war, no virus, no mavericks, no great or good he needed to die for. Only (relative) peace and a strange new body that needed to sleep and eat.

His body is hard to get used to. The prospect of hunting is not new to him, but eating definitely is, and sleeping is just as hard. Getting used to it is challenging enough that it distracts him from thinking about his situation too hard at first.

After a while, it starts to hit him that he doesn't have a purpose. He had always had something he had to do, something or someone to fight for. But now there was no one and the peace he and his loved ones had fought so hard for was achieved. Now his only purpose was to keep himself alive and help some of the people he finds in trouble, because what else does he do?

This makes him feel empty at first but then it's starts to feel so natural. To just exist, to hunt and help people he finds along the way, to learn about this new world and finally live.

He had never really lived before, not like this, his life was always dominated by being a weapon first. And later, accidentally adopting someone will really make him feel like he's alive.

He still misses X, Axl and many others terribly, but he tries to keep himself busy

Aaaa anyway, what I wanted to get at is that he's finally truly free. Like X is. And I like to portray that as him being able to be more wild.

[bakidose]

— TOKYO REV ## RANDOM HCS

alternate title: tr men and random headcanons i have abt some of them

characters included: ran haitani / sanzu haruchiyo / hanma shuji / manjiro sano / baji keisuke / takemichi hanagaki

warnings: a bit suggestive / mostly sfw tho / crack cocaine for sanzu / humour / gn! reader / ooc maybe?? idk thats up to u to decide lol

a/n: these were the only characters i could think of hcs for off the top of my head shhh. n e ways weewoo my first official contribution to the tr fandom, enjoy :p

% SHUJI HANMA %

he's the type to fake bang you.

doesn't matter where you are, who you're with or what you're doing– the moment he sees you bent down, hes getting all up behind you and thrusting full force 💀

you've had to start kneeling and squatting down to reach for things instead after one incident. living in fear everyday that hanma may one day pull a bluff on your poor, vulnerable ass right in front of your friends and family 😟

"shuji PLEASE im trying to take this dish out of the oven"

"hm? sorry~. i cant help myself when you're all bent down like that just for me ♡ "

you burned your fingers and almost dropped your lasagna all over the floor

all he did in apology was pat your ass and said "it looks good babe 😘"

you still dont know whether he was talking about your ass– or the lasagna

probably both.

% RAN HAITANI %

he makes deez nuts jokes along with his brother rindou LMAO

thinks they're sooo fuckin funny. oh? your legs are broken? lol deez nuts are next 🤣

and whats worse is that rin backs him up too with a shit eating grin, both giggling like lil kids who just made a joke about poo

has never actually fallen for it whenever someone tries though

and even if it were to happen, you wouldnt know.

given the way he just stands there like 🕺 right after he finishes you off with his baton for humiliating him like that in broad daylight

rin: "🙄 cant believe you fell"

ran: "i didnt fa-"

rin: "for deez nuts."

ran: 😃

not only did he fall for deez nuts twice on that day, but he smacked a hoe with his baton twice too

hurt his ego knowing rindou pulled it on him without missing a beat

if you ever asked, it never happened <3

% SANZU %

ACTUALLY served crack before he served his country.

has definitely snorted cocaine off your ass crack to make things more exciting

though one time, you caught him snorting sugar off the kitchen counter. having temporarily taken away his coke stash after he kept waking up next to you high as hell

a credit card, 10,000¥ bill and nose all lined up to take another hit

"what are you doing?? you know you cant-"

"its not."

"huh? the hell you mean its 'not' 🤨"

"its sugar, princess. here~ try it"

"no thanks-"

told you to shut up as he scooped some up with his finger n stuck them in your mouth anyway

it was sugar.

he was snorting glucose up his nostrils.

"WHAT THE FUCK 😃."

you still think he mightve done it just to spite you since youre so worried about his health

you gave him back his shit after that

so it was either him high off the rocks or...yeah <3 he was definitely in a silly goofy mood that day

manz is actually deranged 🚹 middle child behavior if ive ever seen it

% BAJI KEISUKE %

never make a 'your mom' joke at this guy.

ever.

the first n last time some sleezy highschool kid tried to do it to a pre-k baji, they limped outta there the next day looking like they got mauled by several street cats

just never- dont. dont even utter a word about his mom unless youve been feeling alive'nt recently

you can talk smack about baji but never about his momma :<

ranted to peke j about it that night as he was falling asleep

"and i pummeled that asshole! right in his ugly ass mug 😤"

peke j: mrow

"no one!... can talk shit about my mom like that...*snores*"

peke j: mrow

% MIKEY %

still orders the McDonald's happy meal even as an adult

does NOT eat the apple slices :<

he's also another person who enjoys pulling deez nuts jokes on unsuspecting victims...or at least used to ://

*is busy munching on dorayaki*

"hey you know suna?"

"whos that? 😐"

"suna or later deez nuts gonna be in ya' mouth"

k.o'ed on sight. absolutely hates deez nuts jokes now after he fell for one.

draken laughs everytime he recalls it, and mikey refuses to answer any random questions since then

% TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI %

asked chifuyu one time after he did the devils tango with hina on their wedding night

if it was gay to think of another man during it.

"hey so i was wondering... is it gay to think of mikey while i was having sex with hina?"

?????

"huhhh 😕 takemitchy, man i– i mean..bros before hoes right? 😄"

"yeah!! youre right!"

both sat there in silence after

then hakkai walked in, holding his phone that still had mitsuya's now updated side profile picture as his lockscreen

takemichi cried that night 👍🏼

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[rosezza]

࿐ Cocaine and Roses

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warnings: dark!rafe, choking, age gap! reader is 19 and rafe is 28, strong language, use of drugs, violence, force

"get off me." Rafe sneered as he pushed you away from him. dipping his head back down to the table. sniffing up the remains of white substance he had even tho you didnt want him to, your opinion didnt matter to him when it came to his cocaine use.

"Rafe please– i dont like you doing that when im around.." you mumbled quietly, careful not to get on his nerves. "dont care." he sniffled as he wiped his nose, grabbing the small bag filled with white substance, ready to sniff more.

but before he could, you stepped in the way. snatching the bag from his hand and taking a step back, probably not the best idea at all. but you didnt wanna stand there and watch when your unhinged boyfriend kept sniffing coke up his nose.

Rafe immediately popped up from his chair, his big veiny hands clasping the edge of the table to get him up faster. "y/n." his eyes narrowed as he glared at you. he stepped closer, getting up in your face. the air tense.

you swallowed "yea?.." you said quietly, acting calm. he scoffed and bit the inside of his cheek "easy or hard way?" he said firmly, his voice deep as he got closer.

"im not giving it back to you" you shook your head. he didnt answer as his hand moved to your throat, his cold fingers gently caressing your skin as he pushed you up against the table behind you. "actin so fuckin smart, huh?" he tilted his head slightly as his fingers tightened slightly around your throat. causing your lips to part.

you swallowed your own spit, letting go of the coke. he noticed, but he didnt let go. "Rafe.." you said quietly "i gave it back" you added. but instead of letting you go, he only increased the pressure around your throat, slightly cutting off your airways. your lips parted more, your breathing started to be heard.

"i like seeing you squirm." Rafe said calmly as he held you in place. his eyes searching yours, noticing the fear in them. he enjoyed it, a wave of pleasure went through his body as his own hand kept you from breathing normally. it felt good to hurt you. he was sick. but you still loved him, in hopes of one day fixing him. even tho deep down you knew that wasnt possible. not at all

"R-Rafe-.." you gasped for air. your hands moved to his veiny ones. trying to peel him off your throat. but he was too strong. his grip only tightened. he kept you pushed against the table, his other hand on the table beside you, keeping you in place as he continued choking you.

he snapped back to reality when he noticed tears welling up in your eyes, he immediately pulled his hand back. you took a deep breath as he let go, your breathing shaky. a tear ran down your cheek. he sighed and snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you against him gently. "im sorry." he cleared his throat as he held you close to him, he felt guilty. he hated that he lost control sometimes. especially to those he loved. you stayed quiet, but tears kept slowly running down your face as you hid your face in his shoulder, your tears staining his shirt. but he didnt mind. he caused this anyways.

he kissed your neck softly, his warm lips touching your skin before picking you up, your legs wrapping around him, he made sure to be gentle with you. "how about we go get something to drink and then we can watch a movie or something princess, hm?" Rafe said softly as he brought you out of the room. carrying you in his arms

you knew he was nowhere near good. he was the devil, he just didnt have a red tail and horns. but you couldnt help but love him. atleast he treated you well after hurting you. most people called you crazy for dating him, but who cares? you loved him anyways. and he wouldnt let you stop loving him either

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[fuwushiguro]

For the ON THE JOB event could you either do Dabi as a Police officer or Sukuna as a Butcher? If you want to do this that is fine💜

Notes: omg Sukuna as a butcher would be so funny, I've never been to a butcher's in my LIFE tho so I'm gonna attempt doing Dabi the copper, I hope you enjoy!!

Warnings: Dubcon, Blowjob, Abuse of Power, Drugs

police offier!Dabi x f!Reader

"Looks like you've got a little bit of sugar on your nose, doll." the raven-haired police offer tells you as he taps his nose. He possessed a pair of turquoise eyes that made you shiver under his gaze. Pools of blue that you weren't quite sure you'd like to get lost in.

"Thanks." you tell him, wiping away your little indiscretion.

You were standing freezing with your friends as you waited for a cab after your big, eventful, boozey nightclub visit. They were practically hanging their tongues out for the attractive officer. You couldn't blame them. There's nothing sexier than a man in uniform.

"'m gonna have to ask you to come with me sweetheart." he told you, it would have almost been hot if it wasn't so enraging. A seductive lilt in his pretty voice that made him sound so nonchalant. You would have asked why, but you already know it's because of the speckles of cocaine sprinkled on your nose. As if you are the only person to indulge in the entire club. You suppose he just wants an excuse to swing his cock around, some sick power trip.

He guided you to his comical looking police car. It wasn't that it was a funny vehicle. It was just odd to see something for a long period of time that you have only ever really seen on TV and movies. You were shocked when he opened the passenger side for you.

"Aren't I meant to sit in the back?" you wondered.

"Aw, 'm not some kind of monster. I'm not gonna make a pretty girl sit in the back." he smiled before ducking into the car.

He thinks you're pretty.

You assumed he'd be taking you in to sleep in a cell for the night. You know, since he's a cop. But instead. You find yourselves in a dark, dingy alleyway. Of course. Of course you'd be stuck with a crooked one. Just your fucking luck.

"Well?" he asked. As if you knew what the fuck he wanted or what he was talking about.

"Well? Well what?"

"Do you want me to make this all go away?" he wondered. You rolled your eyes. Pathetic. What a pathetic embarrassing man. But you did, you didn't want to spend the night in a cell, so you nodded.

"Daddy wants his cock sucked, coke whore."

Sucking dick in a car is probably the most uncomfortable, unpleasant thing you can do. Your back was hurting. The way your body angled was painful and your jaw was positively aching. Your eyes widened when his eight inch monster flopped out of his trousers, but he didn't give you any time to admire or process what you were about to do. He practically drilled himself down your throat.

"Faster, c'mon baby daddy wants to cum." he hissed.

His hips rolled on his seat as he thrusted himself inside of your mouth. His precum was salty and made you dread what was to follow. There's no doubt that he'll want to assert his dominance by soiling your mouth. His moans were so whiney and broken. Like it's been a while since his cock has had any attention outside of himself. You fondled his balls and he grunted so loudly.

"Fuck, y'really are a whore huh?" he groaned. Your tongue explored his slit before taking him down your throat again. The way your tongue sloshed all around him as you descened made him jolt. You jerked him a little while you took his balls in your mouth. "Fuck 'm gonna cum, put your fuckin' mouth back on it!" he said, panic rising in his voice. He couldn't ruin his uniform, God forbid his co-workers find out what he's been up to.

He floods your mouth with his white, milky cum. It's tangy and unpleasant, but you have no chance of spitting it out. Not while your hair is tangled between his fingers and both hands are holding you down, hostage at the base of his member. He spills himself until there's nothing left and you drink it all. He let's you sit back upright, smirking a little when he sees a little droplet of his seed at the corner of your mouth. He hands you a tissue from his glove compartment.

"Coke and cum, such a God damn slut." he comments. You turn to look out the window, knowing this little dalliance is over and he'll be taking you home now.

"Let's just go now, please."

"Heh. At least white suits ya, doll."

this is part of my ON THE JOB event

© 2021 fuwushiguro

[onceupon]

London Boy - Part 3: I like girls that dance

summary: It’s your first night out and your first real introduction to Westheath. Rafe is quick to find his way on your radar.

pairing: Rafe x reader (slowburn)

warnings: swearing, drinking

word count: 4.6k

a/n: the way I’m imagining Jack Harlow as I write Liam 😩✋also, im pulling these chapter titles out of my ass - but actually tho, go listen to Girls That Dance by Masego 

Part 1 Part 2

Despite your doubts, you put on the sheer top and the black mini skirt Millie and Olivia had insisted you wear. Your favorite pregame playlist plays as you do your makeup in the mirror. You move as quickly as you can, in desperate need of a shot to calm your nerves before your flat fills with people. You’re also nervous about seeing Rafe after that encounter in the kitchen you just had. 

As you run your fingers through your hair and put on your earrings, all you can see is his stupid (and annoyingly attractive) face, staring down at you with that dumb backwards cap, telling you that you guys should watch Game of Thrones together. Every time your mind starts to think if that means something, you quickly shut down the thought. Of course it doesn’t mean anything. Just because a boy wants to watch a show with you does not automatically mean he wants you or that this was going to turn into some kind of Netflix and chill situation. Or was this gonna be a Netflix and chill situation? I mean it was Rafe Cameron after all, the boy certainly had a reputation. But then again, hadn’t he just showed you that he’s different from what you had expected? Oh god this was all too much to think about right now, you needed a shot. Stat. 

“Y/N!” Olivia shouts, swinging the door to your room open right on cue. “Oh. My. God. You look so hot!” she exclaims. “Here, this is for you,” she extends a shot glass toward you with a devilish grin. 

“Oh god what is it,” you grimace. Shots always seemed like a better idea in theory than in practice. 

“Try it and find out,” she smirks. You sigh and send the liquid to the back of your throat, immediately cringing at the sting of raspberry vodka, Olivia bringing a cup of cranberry juice to your mouth to chase. 

“Don’t worry love, a few more and you won’t even taste it. Now come on,” she laughs, dragging you with her to the kitchen. The rest of your flatmates are already there, Millie bopping along to the music, giggling at whatever Topper is saying, Rafe standing close by sipping his drink. 

“Y/n you hottie!” Millie cheers, looking up as you make your way into the kitchen. You pray to god your cheeks aren’t turning pink. You don’t dare turn your head, but you know Rafe is staring at you. If you looked at him now you’d be crimson for sure. 

“Alright everybodyyy,” Olivia begins, pouring the same raspberry vodka into the five shot glasses she has lined up on the table. You can’t help but laugh at her infectious energy, this girl is nothing if not the life of the party. 

“Cheers to our first night out as flat mates! Wooo!!!” she exclaims, as everyone grabs a shot glass from the table, Rafe instinctively passing you one, hands briefly touching during the exchange and again as you all clink your glasses. You down the contents, unsure if the heat forming in your chest is from the vodka or the feeling of Rafe’s passing touch. 

Pretty soon people start to arrive, Olivia and Millie making sure to introduce everyone. The flat becomes a blur of bodies drinking, dancing, and mingling about, and somehow, despite it all, Rafe Cameron is the person you find yourself standing with. There was something magnetic about him that you couldn’t quite understand, but it kept drawing you near. 

“What are you drinking tonight Cameron,” you nod at the cup in his hand.

“Jack and coke. Of course,” he scoffs with subtle sarcasm, which you instantly pick up on. 

“Not straight whiskey? Wow. That’s not very Figure 8 of you,” you admonish playfully.

“Straight whiskey? L/n who do you think I am?” he twists his face in mock disbelief. “But I’m game to do a shot if you are,” he adds.

“Hmm that does-“ you begin, but you’re quickly cutoff. 

“Y/n, babe, if I had known you’d be here I would’ve came sooner,” Liam greets you with a kiss on the cheek and a cheeky smile. 

“Now how on earth do you two know each other,” Millie asks, walking in line with the boy.

“Umm,” you chuckle nervously. You could not have possibly felt more awkward at the conversation unfolding in front of you, Rafe standing by as witness to it all. “He’s that boy I went to the bar with the other night,” you explain sheepishly.

“That was Liam!? Chrissake. Well I apologize on his behalf for anything he said or did.”

“Hey I’ll have you know I’m a proper gentleman!” he defends, throwing you a wink as Millie rolls her eyes. Just at that moment, another group of people walk in through the door, conveniently coming to Rafe’s rescue.

“Rafe!” a girl calls and he clears his throat excusing himself, Millie following suit to greet the latest batch of guests. You watch as he leans in for a hug with the girl who’s just called his name. She’s twirling her hair and batting her eyes, confident, flirty, gorgeous - just his type. A sick feeling pools in your stomach, you don’t even realize you’re staring. 

“Lily Colts, if that’s what you’re wondering,” Liam informs you as he takes the now empty spot next to you.

“Oh, um no, I was just uh-“

“It’s okay Y/n, I get it. So flatmate huh” he laughs, unbothered.

“No no it’s not like that at all I uh-”

“Alright. Y/n,” he says, jumping up to sit on the counter behind him, cracking open the can in his hand. “You know I think you’re hot and you know I like messing with you-”

“Actually I know neither of those things,” you reply indignantly. 

“Yes you do, you’re not dim,” he bulldozes right on, “I can read people pretty well, and there was a vibe there.”

“A vibe?”

“Yeah. Between you and what’s-his-face. You should’ve seen the way he tensed up when I came up to you,” he snickers in amusement.

“Shut up. His name is Rafe, by the way, and there was no ‘vibe.’ Also why are you even telling me this?” you ask, growing frustrated with the cocky brunette.

“Y/n please,” he scoffs. “I told you I can read people, so let me read you. You’re out here in London right, far away from home, keen for a fresh start. You’ve never been one for meaningless flings, but fuck it, if everyone else can do it, why not you? Or so you try to convince yourself, but you know that’s not you. See, you crave that emotional connection, and when you find even a hint of it, you’re a goner. Which is why you’d never actually hook up with me and it’s why you’re staring at that boy from home even though you swear you don’t care, but you do - you feel something there.”

You’re dumbfounded by his ability to know things about you that even you yourself can’t recognize. “I liked it better when you were just flirting with me,” you grumble.  

“No worries darling, I’ll definitely still do that. I’ll even dance on you in the club if you ask nicely, might make pretty boy over there jealous,” he motions with his eyes toward Rafe, at which you give his shoulder a shove.

“You’re an idiot you know, Millie was right on the money with that,” you quip, as the two of you head over to her, Liv, and the boys.

“Please, Millie wishes she could be right on something else,” he says as you shoot him a glare, trying your best to suppress a laugh. Liam was starting to become a pain in your ass, too smart for his own good, but at least he was a funny one.

—

Your first night clubbing was going great. The place was packed, the music was good, and you were having a blast dancing with Liv, Millie, and their friends. You couldn’t help looking around the club though, eyes scanning for Rafe in the crowd. He’d been hanging out all night with Topper and some of the guys from their new soccer team. You longed to be near him somehow, to interact with him again. All your conversations with him earlier today had left you with an excited buzz - you didn’t know what it was about this version of Rafe Cameron in London, but you were actually enjoying his company.

You try to push him out of your mind and just enjoy the moment. It’s not like there was anything between you and Rafe, you had just barely began to form a semblance of a potential friendship today, let’s not get carried away. Besides, you live with the boy, accidentally running into him wasn’t going to be much of a challenge. 

“Anyone want anything from the bar?” you shout over the music to your friends.

“Vodka soda with lime please!” Olivia shouts back and you nod, turning to make your way to the counter a few feet away. You place your order and mindlessly tap your fingers on the bar as a figure appears beside you.

“Hey, Y/n right? Flatmates with Olivia, Mills, and the boys?” the girl asks, and you turn, now face to face with Lily. 

“Uh yeah, hey,” you feign a smile back. 

“I’m Lily, nice to meet you,” she smiles genuinely. “I’m friends with all the Westheath bozos you’ve probably been meeting tonight,” she laughs, “Callum and Henry over there are my best mates. They’re on the football team with Rafe and Topper, we were showing them around earlier. My god you guys have been hoarding some cute ones over there in America.”

You chuckle, “glad that Kildare’s presence can at least be of some benefit.” 

“So, girl to girl here, what can you tell me about Rafe Cameron? He’s such a hottie isn’t he? Would love to get a taste of that,” she smirks, licking her lips.

“Umm I don’t really have much to tell,” you say, unsure of how to navigate this conversation. You could tell her what you thought you knew of Outer Banks Rafe - he’s a rich, party-boy player. But after today, that no longer felt right. You didn’t want to say or presume anything about him at all actually, it felt wrong to talk about him like that. God, what the hell was wrong with you? You spend a few hours with the boy and you already have a soft spot for him? You needed to get a grip. “Our families know each other but we don’t really hang out at home. He’s uh- he’s cool though,” you decide as a sufficient response.

“Any girl friend?” she asks, sliding cash over to the bartender as she orders a shot.

“Rafe’s not really the ‘girlfriend-type’,” you answer, bartender sliding you the drinks you ordered and Lily her’s. 

“Well then cheers to that,” she grins, clinking her shot glass to your drink before she downs it, waving a quick goodbye. You watch as she makes her way back to Rafe and their group, adorning a flirty smile. You feel sick to your stomach. You wanted to hate her, you did. But you couldn’t. She wasn’t doing anything wrong. She was just confident, outgoing, and not afraid to go after what she wanted. There was nothing for you to be angry about, who was stopping you from doing the same?

 But in the back of your mind you decided you could never go after Rafe like that. He would never be interested in you in that way, you were sure of it. You had a hard time believing your friends when they hyped you up, so you definitely weren’t going to believe for a single second that a boy you thought was cool could possibly look at you in the same way. Besides, the mere idea of being rejected by Rafe Cameron, and then having to continue living with him and eventually go back to the Outer Banks for everyone to find out you had been rejected by the kook prince, was so mortifying that the very thought made you want to crawl into a hole. So you promise yourself, right then and there, that you won’t let yourself get hurt like that. You could hang out with Rafe, get to know him, become friends even, but under no circumstances could you be caught wearing your heart on your sleeve. You couldn’t disarm yourself like that and give him the upper hand. You needed to look out for yourself first and foremost, preserving the little bit of control you still had over your life. 

You walk back over to your friends, slipping Liv her drink as her and Jake dance together. Your new friends are all tipsy and in a world of their own, getting lost in the music and their movements.

“Dance with me,” you turn to Liam who’s right beside you.

“I said if you ask nicely,” he admonishes sarcastically, to which you roll your eyes.

“I’m not gonna beg Liam. You wanna dance or not?”

“Sheesh, Lily Colts got your panties in a twist like that?”

“Not. At. All.” You confidently stare into his eyes, sipping your drink. It’s no use, Liam knows you all too well by now, and you curse yourself for the way in which this boy is able to see right through all the walls you put up. You may think these walls are made of brick, but to Liam they’re glass.

He just laughs at you, shaking his head in amusement. He grabs your free hand and pulls you closer to him, your bodies now pressed together. He takes your hand and rests it on the back of his neck, his finding their way to your hips. He plants his leg in between yours and soon you guys are lost in the rhythm. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t enjoying every second. He spins you around and you lightly grind your ass against him.

“Damn Y/n, I didn’t know you move like that,” he jokes, as you face forward again. He leans in, his hand on the small of your back, and you feel his breath right against your ear, “he’s looking by the way.” Your breath hitches, but you know better than to turn around. Liam is already one step ahead of you, instinctively twirling you again so you can quickly catch a glimpse of Rafe’s eyes on yours without it being obvious. “Told you he’d be jealous,” he smirks down at you triumphantly.

“Shut up,” you reply, the slightest smile tugging at your lips as your sweaty bodies continue to move to the music.

—-

“Aw flatmate bonding you guysss,” Olivia gushes, as you all sit together at a booth. She had forced you all out of your beds this morning to get breakfast together. Despite being hungover and groggy, you all reluctantly agreed. “Mimosas anyone?” she jokes.

“If I so much as smell any alcohol I think I’ll vomit,” Topper groans.

“Aw, what’s the matter, can’t handle your liquor Tops?” Millie asks, quirking her head to the side.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. Could ask you the same question. My room is right next to the bathroom, don’t think I didn’t hear your retching last night,” he snaps back, to which Millie turns bright red and soon you’re all hunched over in laughter.

“I think a mimosa would make me yak right now too, to be fair. Coffees all around!” Olivia asserts.

You’re seated across from Rafe as you both scan your menus, your eyes immediately fixing in on the pancakes. The waiter comes by to take all your orders and you can’t help but blush a little when Rafe orders pancakes and you have to follow with a “same for me.” Such a silly, meaningless thing, I mean everyone likes pancakes. But being the only one to have the same exact order as Rafe leaves you feeling embarrassed, for no good reason all the same. You all begin to scarf down your food as soon as it arrives, thankful to have something to soak up the alcohol in your stomachs, as you share stories and laugh about last night’s drunken antics. 

“So how is it that we’re all flatmates and yet I only have Topper’s contact. Come on, add ‘em in,” Rafe says, sliding his unlocked phone to the middle of the table.

“Wait I want snapchats too. Oooh! And instagram!” Olivia pipes, whipping out her phone as well.

“I expect no booty calls Cameron. This is strictly business,” Millie jokes, typing in her and Olivia’s numbers before passing his phone to you. 

“Am I allowed a booty call?” Topper smirks, extending his phone as well.

“I wouldn’t push your luck Thornton,” she smirks back and he pouts in response. You finish typing your name and number into Rafe’s phone and hand it back to him, skin briefly making contact once again. Even though you had known Rafe all your life, somehow you two never had a reason to exchange numbers, only following each other on Instagram which he never posted on anyways.

“Alright everyone, pull up your snapchat codes, I wanna make a group,” Olivia says and everyone obliges, arms crossing every which way as you all add each other. “What should we name our group chat? Ooo can we do a ship name of our schools - like Kilheath or Westare?” 

“I like Kilheath,” Topper chimes in.

“Yeah I bet you do you psychopath. Sounds like the name of a bad horror movie,” Rafe laughs.

“Oooo there’s five of us, we could be the Spice Girls,” Millie beams.

“No.” Topper immediately shuts her down. 

“What about ‘American Boys and Spice Girls.’ You know, like the Kanye West song,” you add.

“Ehh, we’re getting closer, but not quite there,” Rafe teases you and you playfully kick him under the table. “I’m hearing a lot of opinions and not a lot of contributions,” you cross your arms and raise your brows.

“Hey hey hey, I’m a critic, not a chef L/n,” he lifts his hands in surrender.

“Ooo I got it! We can call it the ‘Royal fam,’ like the royal family,” Olivia suggests, finally getting approval from the whole group. Breakfast is soon over and you all return to your rooms, eager to nap away the remainder of your hangovers. You lay in your bed and stare at the newly formed snapchat group on your phone. Royal Fam 🇬🇧🇺🇸 appears on top and you scroll down, looking at Rafe’s username and bitmoji on your screen. You laugh at the fact that even his bitmoji wears a backwards cap. It was weird, having him in your phone like this. You had known this boy your whole life, but you two had always operated in separate spheres. And here he was, in your Snapchat, a glimpse into the life of Rafe, of which you only ever got a birds eye view of back home. It almost felt like you were trespassing somewhere you didn’t belong, having access to him like this. You sigh and lock your phone. Rafe Cameron really isn’t all that bad.

—

The next few days fly by fast as you become acclimated to Westheath. You and the rest of the Kildare kids attend an orientation with Westheath’s exchange advisor, spending the whole time with your little trio: you, Rafe, and Topper. When you had first arrived abroad, you were deadset on forging your own path in London and steering clear of everyone else from OBX. But hanging out with Rafe and Topper made you all but forget. It was fun and easy hanging out with them, in fact, counterintuitively, they were helping you forget all about the Outer Banks, just as you had hoped to do. Your conversations centered around your interests, your new lives, on random jokes and made up bits. It was almost as if there was a mutual unspoken agreement between you, them also trying to escape and forget their lives in OBX.

Pretty soon classes began, and you were learning a new schedule and adapting to British schooling. Your evenings were spent singing and dancing in the kitchen as you, Liv, and Millie simultaneously cooked your dinners, getting pints at the pub around the corner with your Westheath friends, and playing card games at the kitchen table with Rafe and Topper, the smack talk between you three flowing strong. There’d be short moments where you’d find yourself alone with Rafe - he’d explain to you whatever Premier League team was playing that day, you’d show him how the coffee machine works, and the occasional passing comments of “so when are we finally starting Game of Thrones, Cameron?” “I’m ready whenever you are, L/n.”

—

It was a Wednesday night, and you were curled up in your fluffy gray blanket watching Gilmore Girls in bed. You found the show comforting and familiar, the small town of Stars Hallow reminding you of what you wished your life in the Outer Banks could be like. Instead it was more like the cold and pretentious atmosphere of Chilton and the older Gilmores’ Hartford life. Your phone buzzes, and you pick it up lazily to check, suddenly freezing at the notification on your screen.

Snapchat: Rafe Cameron

You had opened a few snapchats from the boy over the past few days, but they were always random ones he would send to the group chat. This one was just for you. You gulp and put your phone down, not wanting to open it too fast. A few minutes go by and you realize you haven’t paid an ounce of attention to the show on your screen, even though you’re staring right at it. Fuck it. You open your phone and tap on the unread snap.

When are we watching Game of Thrones L/n the snapchat says, a picture of his laptop on his bed and the HBO Max home page open, the series featured in the corner of the screen.

You snap back a picture of your blanket and the laptop playing Gilmore Girls in front of you: ready whenever you are Cameron.

Almost immediately you get a response back.

Rafe Cameron: wait are you home rn? His message is accompanied by a random picture of his room, a view you let your eyes linger on until the message expires. Another peak into Rafe Cameron’s world.

Y/n: Yep! You send a blurry selfie of you wrapped in your blanket.

Rafe Cameron: be over in 5

You leave that last message on open and your heart starts to race. Just breathe Y/n, breathe, you keep telling yourself. It doesn’t have to be a big deal if you don’t make it out to be. It’s just a show. Just a show. And besides, you guys are friends now, right? You sit up in your bed and grab your pillow, shifting over to sit horizontally on your mattress. That seems more casual to you, more ‘just a couple friends watching a show together at a comfortable distance’ and less ‘sitting right on top of each other Netflix and chill’. You gulp down some water to ease your dry throat when you hear a gentle knock.

“Come in!” you call out, and now Rafe Cameron is in your room, eyes absorbing all the details that are so you. The posters on one wall, film camera photos on another. The string lights which wrap around your room and give it a warm glow. The plants, the subtle scent of vanilla. The bag you always carried with you, hanging off the side of your chair. He almost felt like he was intruding, like he was getting an intimate glimpse of something that was for your eyes only. 

“Whats up,” he says, holding his laptop and closing the door behind him. 

“Ready to finally start the show,” you laugh, “it’s about damn time.”

“Hey, I’ve been ready, it’s you who’s been taking your sweet time.”

“Is that so?” you ask sarcastically and a smile forms on his face.

“What are you doing over there? Who sits like that on their bed?” he asks, now coming over and taking a seat on your mattress facing vertically, propping your other pillow behind his back. “Can’t even stretch out your legs or anything,” he continues, patting the spot on the bed next to him, signaling for you to come over.

“I don’t know, I think it’s comfy,” you lie as you crawl over to him, your first line of defense already shot down. 

“Weirdo,” he chuckles to which you nudge him in the side with your elbow. “If Topper’s wrong about this I’m gonna give him so much shit,” he says.

“Topper does have a lot of questionable opinions,” you laugh, “but I have a good feeling about this one.

—

One episode turned into two turned into three, you and Rafe instantly hooked. The nerves you had felt earlier at sitting so close next to this boy in your bed had all but dissipated, you quickly acclimating to the space he took up next to you. Even though by now all your previous misconceptions about Rafe had disappeared, replaced with the boy you had come to know over the past week, there was a small part of you that was still waiting to see if he’d try to pull something on you, like the Rafe you imagined back home surely would. Of course he didn’t, watching and discussing the show with you, making you feel as comfortable as if you two had been friends for years. You almost felt bad for having had doubted him in the first place.

When the third episode ended and you two got into a long post-episode discussion, you hardly noticed when the conversation began to digress. You both started to sink lower and lower down into your pillows, until you were both laying on your backs, staring at the ceiling and lost in exchanges of words and thoughts. The conversation was different this time, more candid and open, as if the shadow of the night was inviting you to divulge thoughts you wouldn’t have shared in the day. He spoke of his strained relationship with his father and you shared the silly drama that had caused a riff between you and your former friends back home. He showed you pictures of his dog and you showed him the video you had been working on all summer long in OBX, not having anyone to hang out with before you left for London. He talked about how he felt so disconnected from almost everyone on that island, and you nodded, understanding all too well. The conversation continued to ebb and flow, the occasional funny video or meme pulling you two into fits of laughter before seamlessly delving into another vulnerable train of thought. You both had your Spotify accounts open now, taking turns sharing your favorite songs. You put on a playlist you had made over the summer, full of songs that made you feel at peace. 

“This puts you at ease huh,” he says.

You turn your head to look at him, “how could you tell?”

“I don’t know. I guess just the way your whole body relaxed the second you pressed play,” he replies.

“Yeah,” you say turning your head back toward the ceiling. “I know it sounds cheesy, but I feel like these songs are speaking to my soul or something,” you whisper.

“Yeah I get that… I have those too,” he whispers back. Neither of you realize it’s already 5 am and neither of you notice as your eyes both get heavy and sleep washes over you, playlist in the background like a lullaby. And at some point during your deep sleep, Rafe’s arm has found itself unconsciously wrapped around you.

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Part 4

a/n: lemme know what you think!(:

[akkivee]

so bat and bb minus ichiro meeting up in arb!!!

saburo had called the mc to meet him and jiro in akihabara (a very popular place for anime/otaku culture and you should check it out if you manage to go to japan one day!!!) because he traced a lead on the whereabouts of the mc’s master to a maid cafe. bat coincidentally happened to be visiting the same cafe, even came in literal moments prior to 2️⃣3️⃣ coming in, because jyushi heard about maid cafes from his friends and wanted to check one out lol. jyushi kicks the whole thing off like this tho and it’s pretty much the whole mood of this entire maid cafe experience lmao

maid a: welcome in, master~~ kyun kyun⭐️

jyushi: *chuckles* i have been welcomed to this feast for survival with such hustling enthusiasm………

edgy speak tl: wow we just walked in here and i already want to leave

kuukou and hitoya fuss at jyushi for a bit and it’s so funny to watch jyushi doing his edgy speak but kuukou and hitoya are very obviously replying to the translated text underneath his strange statements lmao anyway 2️⃣3️⃣ walk in with mc just then and jiro gets pretty flustered over the maid greeting like the otaku he is lol. the mc then notices bat!!! the mc introduces them to 2️⃣3️⃣ as the ‘three nice guys who helped him out the other day’ and then they’re seated at their tables. jiro tried to talk to the maid that greeted 2️⃣3️⃣, asking for the person their lead tracked to but their lead turns out to be their maid for this trip, who promptly seated them. jiro and saburo very quickly catch on they aren’t going to get any information out of her unless they spend money in the cafe lol except

jiro: i guess let’s check out the menu then….. everything’s so expensive????

saburo: huh??? this is just some low end kitschy cafe there’s no way— why is this so expensive??????

they out here charging $30 for a rice omelette and $8-10 for condiments lol bat went through the same ‘hf this stuff is expensive’ crisis 2️⃣3️⃣ did and decided to order drinks and leave (coffee for hitoya, coke for kuukou and hot cocoa for jyushi.) 2️⃣3️⃣, watching them, immediately decide to order drinks as well since it’s the least expensive thing on the menu, at a whopping $15 lol 😭 (jiro got coke, saburo got iced tea and the mc nervously chose between their choices depending on what the player picked lol) on bat’s side we’re treated to some good old hitoya bitching lol

hitoya: there are two things i can’t stand: the first: restaurants that are obviously price gouging and the second: people who blindly step into such places

kuukou: well i gotta agree with you on that ………

they fuss at jyushi some more lol when the lights suddenly go out and a spotlight shines on the maid serving bat. she announces the start of “attack ⭐️ affection injection!! special love bazooka drink: chugging battle!!!!” the prize if they participate is to have their order for free!! it’s nice for sure but saburo doesn’t really see any point in participating…….. until their lead comes up and tells them she’ll tell them everything if they all participate. and so they do just that lol and bat were pretty much volun-told to do the event lmao but then they reveal the drink

everyone is disgusted lmao

saburo quits immediately lol, much to jiro’s indignation, and gives a long winded explanation why it really isn’t necessary to drink this which prompts hellion extraordinaire, harai kuukou, to laugh at them and mock them for giving up before it’s even started. jiro gets riled up and back talks kuukou’s smack talk which riles kuukou up and before you know it, they’re challenging each other to who can finish the drink fastest. it a ‘battle between men!!’ as jiro dubs it lol

and so it begins!!!!!

it is truly an awful drink lmao

but!!!! neither jiro nor kuukou can give up here!!!! and they start chugging the drink to the shock and horror of the others. jyushi and saburo can’t believe what they’re seeing. hitoya recognizes their pride is really carrying them right now. hitoya begs kuukou to think about his body as he begins to falter; he doesn’t have to do this!! saburo tries to reason with jiro; this is meaningless!!! if he goes down here ichi-nii will be devastated!!! but jiro perseveres, and tells saburo that he can count on to finish this, he’s his older brother after all. saburo mournfully calls out for his brother as he begins to chug the monstrous drink even faster. and then the maid starts the final countdown—!!!

kuukou finishes his drink with only two seconds to spare and jiro slams his empty cup in the final second. kuukou won the battle!!!!

he starts to flex his win but that drink instantly starts coming up lol and saburo rushes to jiro’s side, whose mourning his loss and can barely get the words out. saburo consoles him, and tearfully tells him he doesn’t have to say a word (lmao) kuukou walks up to jiro tho, to let him know he’s pretty amazing!!!! he’s already looking forward to their next battle and jiro vows that he’s not going to lose next time!!! 💪🔥

and so bad ass temple takes their leave and the battle draws to a close 😌

[zalrb]

OTH 2x10 REWATCH

OK I’ve gotten a couple asks for more OTH reviews and what had happened was the show was slowly sucking the life out of me that when I got to season 2, I couldn’t keep it together so I didn’t sit and watch episodes, I would skip ahead 10 seconds every few minutes and then I was getting so sick of it that I went back to watching GoT. LOL. But since it seems to be something a few people like I will go back to where I left off and do a couple of reviews.

1. Ugh Peyton and her like two-episode coke addiction arc. I actually find it hilarious that I hate Peyton more and not less now that I’m not a preteen.

2. IIIIIIIIII DON’T WANNA BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT I’VE BEEN TRYNA BE LATELYYYYYYYYYYYYY jesus what a convoluted line.

3. “Nathaniel Hawthorne once wrote--” SHUT UP, LUCAS.

4. Lucas’ jacket, chair and wall are all the same tone. This is ridiculous.

5. I’m trying to decide if Dan hiring Jules to get into a relationship with Keith only to break his heart is high school petty or actually insidious. Maybe it’s because it SOUNDS like a high school prank. I mean, Nate did start dating Haley to mess with Lucas, which is very teen. But I guess like father, like son, idk.

6. Lucas, the colour brown doesn’t give you a personality.

7. “Because you’re better than that” the slut shaming in OTH is laughably prevalent. Brooke's decision to sleep with Felix without wanting a relationship doesn’t make her “less than”, my god. Especially since what’s meant to be conveyed is that she deserves an emotionally fulfilling relationship.

SIDE NOTE, I love how in the episode before (formal) when Anna is drunk and initiates sex with him and he stops it, it’s because he wants to make sure he’s in love first and not “you’re drunk and therefore can’t really consent to having sex”, I hooked up with the DOUCHIEST dude but before that time happened there was almost a time before that but I was tipsy and he wasn’t and so he was like nah, HE understood this concept but not Lucas Scott, The Sensitive Hero of Tree Hill   (and before anyone goes in the Olde Decade of 2000s, this was 2000s too)

8. “It took Brooke less than an hour to hook up with Lucas.” “Lucas wouldn’t do that, he’s with Anna.” “Really?” *points*

OH NO, NOT WALKING AND TALKING IN A PUBLIC SPACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

9. I’ll low it tho because that’s actually very teen. But they need the melodrama of Dawson’s Creek to pull off the fact that everything is fucking monumental to you at 16.

10. YO. IN 2005 THE SPARKLY CARDIGAN WAS FUCKING EVERYWHERE.

11. “It’s not about the camp, Haley, it’s about trust” I’m sorry but that’s not how that conversation would go, this is very after-school-special-theme-of-the-week type dialogue, a more natural response would be, “It’s not even about the camp, Haley, it’s about the fact that I’m putting this marriage first, are you? I want you to stop working with Chris.”

12. The reveal of Peyton’s locker has me like, realistically, if she went to school and saw that on her locker, she would go straight to the principal, not open it and get her books etc.

13. I know Nathan walked out of the apartment without changing but he can at least take off the tux jacket.

14. “The fact is man, I used to destroy guys like you. Daily.” I know Nathan was basically a villain in season 1 but did we ever see him beat someone up? I know I just watched the season but I erased it from my mind because I love myself.

15. Oh my god it’s been 10 minutes?

16. How would Lucas not know about the slur on Peyton’s locker? Everyone is supposed to be talking about it.

17. Oh, so he did know, he just didn’t start off with, “I heard what happened. I wanted to see if you were OK” because why be straightforward.

18. “You miss Jake, huh?” “OK, you can’t just walk in here and ask me something like that!” Girl, what?

19. “When was the last time we even had a conversation about anything real?” a) when was the first time? “I want my art to mean something.” How unique, Peyton. b) he’s TRYING to talk about something real NOW.

20. “Because a REAL friend would know about all the crap that I’ve been dealing with lately.” PEYTON, he JUST tried to ask you about Jake AND he came over and asked about the locker in a really stupid roundabout way. I swear, I hate this ship.

21. “Just go, please.” “OK. I’ll go.”

You can’t make THIS face and be Sensitive Guy, Chad, that’s a face that says “bitches be crazy”, it should hurt you that she can’t talk to you and I mean this even on a platonic level because that’s the kind of guy you’re supposed to be.

22. “Whatever you think, I really do care about you, Peyton.” In the FLATTEST voice ever, what is this, a Steroline scene?

23. “Lucas Eugene Scott.” “Eugene??” I thought Haley and Lucas were best friends since they were kids, shouldn’t she know his middle name?

24. I know Haley has a failing marriage and everything but Lucas is her best friend and he’s refusing to take a test that will determine whether or not he has a heart defect, I feel like that should ALSO be a priority for her.

25. I always thought this exchange was unintentionally funny. “Why wouldn’t you want to take the test?” “For lots of reasons! Basketball! The way I want to live my life!” Because while ‘the way I want to live my life’ encompasses many things, Lucas only lists two things. And also you could die if you continued to play basketball, Lucas, you’re a teenager, not stupid.

26. “Do you really think I would put a game before my life?” “I would.” “Oh, GROW UP” I wish she said that with more irony, the way Lily in GG would say it.

27. Also, I love how it’s all LUCAS LOVES BASKETBALL, BASKETBALL IS HIS LIFE but it’s also not at the same time? Unless he’s actually PLAYING basketball, Lucas doesn’t really talk about it or seem to care that much about it.

28. Lucas is a minor, can’t she legally make him take a test?

29. Oh, NOW Nathan takes off his jacket.

30. “I’m not going to see Chris anymore.” I’m just going to go on tour with him!

31. “These feelings won’t go away.” What an appropriate song for an angsty Peyton sitting on her bed.

32. And to be fair, what Peyton is going through right now is terrible, I get that, she’s just incredibly annoying as a character.

33. So the Peyton and Anna scene is actually a pretty good scene, I just think we need a bit more before Peyon gets to this place. What I mean is, the locker incident happens and then she and Brooke are sitting outside and Brooke is trying to cheer her up and she’s like the Old P Sawyer would’ve just rolled with this and she’s like I haven’t been feeling like the Old P Sawyer lately or whatever then she cuts school then when Lucas comes to visit her she’s crying and then she tells him to leave and then she’s sitting in the room listening to angsty music then Anna comes and tells her to laugh this off and then Peyton responds with the album and “what about the girl who can’t?” speech like she was always going to make a statement when nothing beforehand suggests that she was going to do that, it seemed like she was just going to try and wait for it to blow over so if Anna’s response sparked that anger then the dialogue should’ve been like, “You know, people have been telling me to laugh this off, to just roll with it, but...” *pause* and then we can get to the scene.

34. Brooke slashing Felix’s tires is lol.

35. LOL OTH’s budget was nothing

but their clothes still look better than RoP’s.

36. “I heard you fixed Brooke’s windshield. I wanna pay for it. I took some money out of the bank.” What else would you do, Mouth? Steal it?

37. Lucas’ favourite colour is black and he, like, never wears it.

38. Mouth is a hedgehog.

39. Remember when there was that tiktok video going around where people had to come to a party dressed as the first character they had a crush on and people came dressed as Sonic? I just left that alone.

40. Black principal! Because of course there’s a Black principal. Just like there’s a Black judge or a Black doctor or now it’s a Black therapist or police chief. Roles of authority that are two-liners or supporting characters. And many times and in the case of this principal, are there to be the person who shows some kind of prejudicial or biased thinking.

41. So in the DVD commentary Mark Schwahn went on and on about fighting with the network about this storyline because the execs didn’t get why Peyton was making such a big deal about it since she herself wasn’t gay and he was saying how he was telling the execs that her not being gay wasn’t the point then he proceeded to talk about how Hilarie was really nervous and uncomfortable about taking off her shirt in front of everyone but she was finally able to do it because she’s a professional and then you find out years later that Mark Schwahn is a fucking predator who sexually harassed the female cast and it’s just terrible because basically, he just wanted to see Hilarie without her top on.

42. “Oppression isn’t exactly a mystery to me. I feel your pain.” “NO, NO, YOU DON’T. I’m sorry but YOU don’t know anything about MY pain” this whole exchange is just UGH. Skipping ahead.

43. So, Lucas, do you ever go to school? Like you start there and then you don’t get to last period.

44. And why is your hood on? Everything you do is insufferable.

45. Wow, I have more than 45 things to say about this?

46. “Girls see me as a little brother” so you smash Brooke’s windshield? The original incel.

47. “Haley went after Nathan when he was a jerk, Brooke went for Felix, Lucas you’ve screwed up a lot this year and you’ve had a different girl every week” I mean, you’re not wrong, Mouth, but that was a disproportionate and violent reaction.

48. So. Felix. You put some cash and a picture of you and your ex in an envelope and slid it under Brooke’s door then left in the off chance she’d take the money, see the photo, and ask you about it so you can show her you’re a person? What kind of plan is that?

49. Nathan wears black more than Lucas.

50. “I guess Dan’s not the only I can’t trust” Lucas, you’re being COMPLETELY irrational.

51. Skills must say “dawg” at least once in a sentence otherwise we’ll forget he’s Black. It is known.

52. All these teens having bedrooms that have doors that lead to outside. I know there’s a better way to say this but you get what I mean.

53. There is no way Felix did not hear them talking. Stay in the bathroom.

54. I feel like Chris wouldn’t wear this candy striper shirt

he’s someone who would wear black, no?

55. So, I think Lucas’ favourite colour being black really struck a nerve for me for no rational reason.

56. Don’t studios cost money? Like it’s expensive to just be in a studio, you pay for the time.

57. In the DVD commentary they were saying that Bethany was kissing Chris back and so they had to do a few takes so it could be made clear that it was just Chris coming onto Haley but Haley let’s him kiss her for a pretty long time, she should’ve moved away much more quickly.

58. And she’s not nearly as upset as she should be.

59. “Your dreams are a bus ride away” that sounds SO unappealing to me.

60. “IT WAS ALWAYS THERE BETWEEN US HALEY WHETHER YOU ADMIT IT OR NOT.” “YOU’RE THE LIAR, ELENA. THERE IS SOMETHING GOING ON BETWEEN US AND YOU’RE LYING TO ME, AND YOU’RE LYING TO STEFAN, AND MOST OF ALL YOU’RE LYING TO YOURSELF.” All you men, just ugh, shut up.

61. If you’re having a bad day, I just don’t know if coke would be the drug of choice? The high lasts between 15-20 minutes that’s why people do it constantly. Smoke some weed, Peyton, chill the fuck out.

62. Oh look, Nathan’s in black again. And Lucas ... not so much.

63. I DON’T BUY IT LUKE, I THINK THERE’S SOMETHING IN YOUR HEART THAT YOU’RE RUNNING FROM. YOU KNOW THERE’S A GIRL YOU HAVE FEELINGS FOR.” I just ... WHAT is this writing. What does Lucas’ dumbass refusing to take a test to see if he could DIE from a heart defect have to do with his FIGURATIVE heart? NOTHING. Having feelings for someone has NO ROOM in this conversation. “You can tell me your heart’s fine, but until you tell this girl how you feel, your heart’s going to be flawed.”My guy, that makes no FUCKING sense.

64. Shady drug dealing at night. All my friends either went to the dealer’s house or the dealer went to theirs.

65. Deb wasn’t in this episode at all and then she just shows up at the end?

66. Who says “I love you” for the first time on a machine?

67. “You know how much I care about you” “I really do care about you, Peyton” Lucas, SWITCH IT UP, this is why you repeat shit in letters, are you sure the text in The Comet isn’t just taken from your text in An Unkindness of Ravens? Because you plagiarize yourself constantly.

68. Lucas’ breakup is so fucking ridiculous. “But there’s somebody else and she’s a part of my history that came before you and I’ve been lying about how I feel about her and I need to see her tonight because I feel like she’s slipping away” does Anna really need to know that right after you break up with her you’re going to see the girl you ACTUALLY like? Although I just remembered that he is literally going right next door to Brooke so if Anna sees that’d be awkward. WOW Lucas is SUCH a fuckboy, it’s LAUGHABLE. SHE LIVES RIGHT NEXT DOOR, LUKE. (More a softboy than a fuckboy)

69. I know this is not the point, but I feel like this coke would be bad coke. I feel like when Cousin Greg went to Central Park to get Kendall coke and Kendall was like WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?

70. Don’t do drugs. 

71. JAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!