#costumers not coworkers I love the gals I was with

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was not expecting how head over heels i'd fall for marchil- i stg there's something they put in the sauce like goddamn! and i've loved seeing your posts analyzing their dynamic, really helped articulate what i was feeling. i was wondering if you had any fic recs, or any recommendations for ships with a similar vibe? i'm hungry for them...

I know right, marchil gripped me in a chokehold out of nowhere and still hasn’t let go… The sauce was designed by the demon for me to get addicted specifically. It’s been too long since I haven’t written fic for them. I’m still chipping away at my Marcille & Chil arc analysis I know I always mention it and I started the draft in January but I SWEARRR… Season 1 is ending next week :/ On the upside I’ll probably be more focused. After that analysis, which is only analyzing in depth like one aspect/half of their intertwined arc btw so who knows there might be a part 2 one day, I kept thinking it’d prob be my last marchil analysis but let’s be real, probably not. Every week I find something new to point out about them aah…… Dungeon food, ahh, dungeon food…

Fanfic rec wise, well first I have my own marchil fics, to which I mostly recommend Grind Me Down Sweetly, and then feel free to browse my marchil bookmarks for what seems good! I don’t know what your tastes are but Shroomyystar makes super good angst (and smut), my favorite being 'Til our fingers decompose, keep my hand in yours about Marcille getting deathly sick and the dilemma to confess or to not confess, incredibly haunting piece of bittersweet but soul-crushing angst AND character study. Like wow! Chilchuck I need to throw you in a river. I want you beside me is cute bedsharing banter. From me to you makes my head spin and makes me shake my screen. And- *gets dragged off before I can mention more* Meanwhile on the flipside, Anita_Amai (the first ao3 marchil writer, still going strong 👏👏) is especially great at offering short and sweet pieces, the tone is usually light and comedic and it always makes me smile and giggle, gives me fluff attacks, the fics always a strong good scene or theme idea too. Just browse and pick any, it’s a good time. There’s soo many more. Honestly I recommend just diving into the ao3 tag and start reading. You can start by kudos and read the highest ones first to dip your toes and get the community classics one out. Early on there was a recurring anon writer who did great bittersweet domestic confession stuff like this one, lifespan angst oughh... Wherever you are now thank you for all your work 😭💖 A lot of new marchil writers are starting to post too! A csm asaden fanfic writer legend just joined the tag so marchil will probably finally get some multi-chaptered fanfics haha~ But yess there’s unrequited angst, there’s self-sabotaging angst, there’s domestic fluff, there’s falling in love and bantery fluff, bunch of good stuff <3

As to ships with similar vibes: The closest I’ve seen so far is honestly weirdly close, it’s the protagonists from a romance comedy josei called Dame na watashi ni koishite kudasai or Please love useless me! I don’t want to spoil but there’s even the guy needing to move on from a doomed love + emotional distance issues and the gal slowly invading his personal life/social circle and my god… They were coworkers, he was rude, he’s a workaholic, he’s reliable, she’s sunshine and needs to get some reality checks... The banter. THE BANTER. He represses and she copes by simping for fictional characters. He made, like, a mutual aid community for ex-gangsters. They dress up in silly costumes sometimes. They’re weeeird about each other in an unlabelable way before dating in a way (in a fun marchil in canon way). It’s so funny she’s cracking open his convoluted personal drama like her morning newspapers. There’s more there’s so much more. Give up on your dreams, make money, love loses 🔥🔥 It’s honestly just a great fun read, it’s such a mood. Haven’t read the sequel yet but there’s one so really if it hooks you you’ll be fed well and for a while. The greatest bits are too spoilery but here, have the vibe.

Howl’s Moving Castle, specifically the book, and there’s a ton of themes and narratives that are so fitting for them that I couldn’t possibly all list, I already made a post on it here if you’re interested in all the details and similarities and my AU thoughts haha.

Teen Titans 2003 the show, Beast Boy x Starfire. THAT’S RIGHT I’M A BBSTAR, BAM! 💥🫶 Jokester that’s dependable x sweet and idealistic but strong and protective. Short gremlin and tall beauty. Friends-coworkers to lovers. Very soft fluffy slice of life ship I like it a lot, and I wrote a fic for it hehe. Might do more one day, I have a bunch of prompts written down and a series I really wanted to get to sob.

I almost forgot to mention Shrek. It’s SO FUNNY how well it goes sometimes… Chil Shrek, Laios Donkey, Marcille Fiona. I want to say Mickbell could be Farquaad but even Mick doesn’t deserve this slander… Shrek 2 fear that he’s not prince charming enough for her oughh. Laios getting to be a horse good for him good for him. Winged Lion singing I need a hero. Someone stop me.

There’s also zenmiyo from Touge Oni but no one reads that </3 I gotta get to my review/lore analysis about that manga it’s sooo good a fave read of mine from last year. Like it’s so fucking good. It keeps just ramping up and getting more crazily good. Scrolling through some pages rn and it’s a unique blend of comedy, philosophy and awe-inspiring visuals and creativity. Well, sort of like late Dunmeshi actually. If it had a fandom any bigger I’d be all over it constantly. And I’d also recommend Harahara Sensei / Timebomb Teacher if it had any english translation, one of my fave mangas also. It’s about mafia, and a goody two shoes willing to go through a corruption arc to save her sister x stern rude mafioso who’s there bc he’s poor and on a revenge mission, never had any other option growing up etc etc. Ok he’s not that Chilchuck but the dynamic does have that "grow up and see the world for what it is, a shithole. It’s been hell for me" vs "ok you have a point. But also have you considered not sacrificing your humanity and emotions in a self-destructive pursuit" (not that she’s in the position to talk lmaoo) like ohh my goood him throwing his popsicle stick in the fire that she lit over a corpse, it haunts me.

From the marchil Discord it’s also fun to notice ships some of us share… Csm asaden, some combination of LotR elf x short guy, fair amount of dunmeshi ships overlap too. Haven’t found the overall common thread quite yet and I’m forgetting many that have come up but lol some off the top of my head.

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Yells!! kindly demanding some more late P5R AU 🤲🤲

Hell yeah brother

So, I'm gonna clear up some stuff I saw in reblogs and shit

Akechi is alive! He's an adult and still under Shido's thumb. Shido is the Prime Minister, has been for a while, and Akechi is. Still taking out any competition

There was less of a panic around the mental shutdowns initially cause the media wasnt reporting them clearly. Now they are

I did like this one take I saw, I wish I remembered who said it (take your credit in the replies please) but it's a more mature setting without being too edgy and angsty. I specifically want to highlight the idea that rebellion doesn't die when you become an adult. That that fire burns on, and adults can also change the status quo and make a difference. That you can still try

And, since more than half my notes are them, here's some MakoHaru

They share a bed from the first night Haru and her kids move into the Shitbox.

Haru's so exhausted all the time, but she's used to using all her energy on her children. So, she's stunned to tears when she wakes up, not from Hanako's crying, but to find this woman, who's practically a stranger, swaying softly in the dark, humming a song to a snoozing Hanako

She remembers her husband, and how he wouldn't hold Tenji. How he scowled when his son would whimper as a baby, and-

They're both touch starved. Very quickly they begin to cuddle in their sleep, and slowly it bleeds into their waking hours. Makoto placing a hand around Haru's waist as a sign of support. Haru bumping their hips together playfully. Sitting thigh to thigh. Brushing arms as they dash through a palace. Heads leaning together in the back of the Mona Bus.

By Strikers, Haru will be taking classes to finish her high school diploma and get into college. She works at a local bakery. Makoto is working at the same Garage Ryuji does, and starts doing the taxes and such for the others and the shop

Makoto doesn't take any initiative in their relationship at first. She lets Haru recover, and lets her take the lead. Makoto, of course, is also the one to draw the boundary about waiting for them both to be stable. Haru agrees of course. Neither deny their feelings, just agree to not hurt each other

Tenji adores Makoto. He's 4, and already protective of his Mama. So, he's super happy about living with someone who puts his Mama first. Makoto is so different from his Father, and he hugs her legs when he comes home from school

Both Tenji and Hanako resemble Haru a lot. He's got her hair colour and texture, nose, and smile. She's got the hair colour too, and Haru's eyes. Her smile too

It's, tough for them both for a while. Makoto struggling to quit two bad addictions (smoking, drinking), and Haru dealing with the legal fallout of trying to charge her husband with abuse and neglect while filing for divorce

Also!

Futaba is so excited to learn about all the new internet stuff. Instead of her big rest, she goes on a deep dive of everything that's happened while she was in her coma

Extra details!

Ryuji's thief costume has a leg brace for his knee!

Yusuke's tail acts like a real one. Shows his emotions more

Haru's endurance and speed increase over time, since when she awakens her persona, she'd given birth like. A month before at most

Makoto, Yusuke, Ann, and Futaba have a group chat where they log their meals together. They're all helping each other eat regularly, and celebrate hitting weight milestones

Haru and Ryuji gym buddies! Makoto and Ryuji coworkers! Ryuji and Ann roommates! Ryuji getting so much positive reinforcement from his gals, just. His friends love him he's so sweet and genuine

There'd be a lot of healing. A lot. Strikers would be more like a roadtrip to celebrate how much they've all grown in the like, 2 years since (I'm making the time gap larger)

Gonna lay out the ages for sure for sure

So like, Akechi, Haru, and Makoto are 21-22. Making Haru barely 18 when she had her son ahah-

Joker, Ann, Ryuji, and Yusuke are 20-21, depending on time of year

And Futaba and Sumire are 19-20

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Gift to you, and celebration of the new trailer for Spider-Man 2 PS5.

Red and blue lights briefly color the monochrome clothes of one Wednesday Addams, as she begrudgingly waits to give her statement to one of the pigs officers on the scene. Some villain of the week decided to take his revenge on one of the basketball coaches in the middle of their semifinals. One ass beating by a certain spider later and the gym stood with minor damages and a bruised idiot. Wednesday wasn’t even supposed to be there, she was trying to get a copy of Yoko’s notes for Enid. (“You know Wednesday, I could’ve just texted these to her. Is this really your best excuse to go see your sick gal pal?”)

Enid had been out of commission for a couple days. She claimed to have a cold, but Wednesday knew she was still recovering from her recent fight with Shocker. The villainess was able to land a good hit, but she still lost in the end when Enid short circuited her gloves…again. Wednesday had been taking notes in her stead, and in this occasion, getting notes for classes she didn’t share with Enid. If this just so happened to also give her a reason to visit Enid, she’d never admit to it.

She watches as Spider-Beast gives Yoko two thumbs up before walking over. “Hel- Hi Ms. Addams,” the Spider says, her voice dropping an octave as she speaks.

“You know my first name, I’ve told you before,” Wednesday replies.

“Right, sorry Wednesday.”

“It’s quite alright.” The Addams looks at her costumed companion, making note that Enid has altered her costume during her recovery (Eventually she’ll learn it’s now shock(er) proof). She notices that the beast seems more jittery than usual. “Something on your mind Spider?”

“What? No, just ya know, totally pumped that I took that guy down.” Wednesday looks into the eyes of the mask, picturing Enid’s beautiful blues behind it, currently on a face with a forced smile.

“Nothing at all?” Wednesday doesn’t want to push, she can always try again when Enid’s out of costume, but it doesn’t hurt to try. She sees the hero relax her shoulders before letting out a short sigh.

“It’s just…I’ve been away on a…business trip, a spider business trip if you will, which meant I was away from…a coworker, a spider coworker.”

“You have coworkers?”

“Spider-coworkers, yes.” Wednesday motioned for her to continue, though she pocketed this coworker nonsense for later use when she herself is suited up, anything to fluster Enid. “Anyways, I’m away from this coworker, hoping they’re okay while I’m gone, and then like a second later they’re in danger at school. Not this school, a different school, coworker was at a school on the other side of town.”

“Of course.” Wednesday really needs to teach her to lie better. “I’m sure they’re fine now, probably waiting to go home as we speak.”

“I know, they’re really tough, but still, I worry. I just always want them to be okay.” Before Wednesday can respond, she’s called over to give her statement. “Looks like I’ll let you go.” As Wednesday gathers her stuff, she turns to the Spider.

“This “coworker” of yours.”

“Spider-Coworker.”

“…Spider-Coworker, maybe you should visit them later. I’m sure they’d appreciate seeing you back from your…Spider-Business trip.”

“Oh, I’d love to, but I don’t want to bother them by dropping in unannounced.”

“Shame, because after the day I just had, I believe I would personally appreciate it.”

“…what?”

“In fact, after I give my statement, I’m going to visit my best friend and give her a hug, I’ve been trying to show more affection after all. Plus, I have notes for her classes that she’s missed.”

“Oh wow, haha, that is super cool of you. You should really get on that. I’m gonna go do spider things, keeping the city safe and whatnot. Have a good afternoon Wednesday!”

Wednesday watches as the Spider-Beast shoots two finger guns at her before she thwips away into the skyline. She lets a smirk form on her lips. “See you in a few, Enid.” She can’t wait to see her smile without the mask in the way.

WEDNESDAY IS SO OBVIOUS 😭 and omygod not Enid being clingy yet trying not too and stumbling over her words, I love that

The things Wenclair do to me man.. The signs is so obviously there yet does Enid pick up on it?

No, she's too busy picking up Wednesday, literally

Bet Enid came rushing into Wednesday room and scooped her into a hug after this. Her voice frenzied as she asked how willa's doing because she heard the news

Wednesday will a hundred percent melt into the hold and humm, totally mentioning how it's better since beast stepped in

Enid beams in return and Wednesday knows that she puffed her chest a tad in pride

Cute

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I’ve been missing home lately and reading Midwestern AU is so comforting. I’m a suburban gal but grew up midwestern enough that my best friend said “melk” instead of milk and we ran around her grandma’s fields barefoot picking through the leftover pumpkins come Halloween.

I was telling a coworker the other day about our local Cornfest- how there’d be a Giant tub of boiled corn and back in the day it was Free! You’d get in line, and they’d shuck your ear (leaving the husk as a handle of course) and then proceed to Dunk it in a vat of Butter. 🤤 🤤 oh my gosh I want some boiled sweet corn so bad I could cry.

What’s Lexa’s favorite fest/fair around town? And what’s it like when she shares it with Clarke the first time?

Melk.

The way Lexa would hang her head in shame 😔

ANYWAYYY Lexa's favorite fairs would have to be the bigger state and county fairs. I mean the state fair kinda sucks but it's a right of passage and this can't be missed. I mean where the hell else are you supposed to eat a fried twinkie, deep fried pork chop sandwich, foot long corndog, potato tornado, and a lemonade shakeup all in under an hour??? (Note to Clarke for next year. Do not immediately follow it up with a frolicking turn on the tilt-a-whirl.) Of course there's the sweet corn festivals where, honestly, it's impressive that someone as tiny as Lexa can manage to mow through so many cobs in one sitting. "Corn's a way of life here, love." And can't forget a trip to see the yearly winner of the Butter Cow exhibit. Taking an, albiet quick, stroll through the livestock pavilions so her city girl can make friends with a few pigs and pat some horses. Maybe get her sneaker bit by a goat just for good measure. "It's part of the experience, babe. You'll get used to it 😌."

Now, her favorite autumn festivals would definitely be more of the nature variety. She is a fanatic about riding around the backwoods country side to get to the best apple picking spots, the pumpkin patches that let you walk through the rows for hours with your little pull wagon until you pick the perfect ones for Jack-o-lanterns. She's like a kid taking Clarke around to all the orchids around them and letting her smell the scent of the earth in Fall.

And oh. Oh. When Halloween time rolls around? Saddling Clarke up for hay rack rides and haunted mazes, taking her to the big events like Fright Fest and Terror on the Square (it helps that Lexa of course knows everyone who volunteers, because of course she does) and walking her around while they'r booth dressed up in costumes. It's all the best parts of living where they do. It's probably not all that impressive to anyone but the people who live there, but it's what she loves and dammit it's all tradition 😤

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⌜  ⁰⁰¹ cassie sandsmark. roseanne park. she/her. cisfemale. ⌟ looks like CASSIE SANDSMARK has joined the search for the missing mutants. the TWENTY TWO YEAR OLD is known as WONDER GIRL and works alongside YOUNG JUSTICE. they were spotted recently in GOTHAM, hopefully they’ll have some luck finding the missing mutants.

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍

FULL NAME: cassandra elizabeth sandsmark ALIASES:  wonder girl DOB:  december 20th, 1999 GENDER:  cis female HOMETOWN:  gateway city, california SPOKEN LANGUAGE:  english, and korean AFFILIATIONS:  young justice

𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔

FATHER: zeus MOTHER:  helena sandsmark  SIBLINGS: none ! OFFSPRING:  none! 

𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍

FACECLAIM:  roseanne sandsmark EYE COLOUR:  blue HAIR COLOUR:  blonde HEIGHT:  5′8 WEIGHT:  134 lbs

𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚

MORAL ALIGNMENT:  lawful neutral  MBTI:  estp FOUR TEMPERAMENTS: sanguine

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▹ DEMI-GODDESS EMPOWERMENT ▹ HAND TO HAND COMBAT ▹ LEADERSHIP ▹ SWORDSMANSHIP ▹ FLIGHT ▹ LASSO OF LIGHTNING

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cassie was born and raised in gateway city by her mom, helena. her dad left before she was born so her mom raised her on her own and she spent a lot of her time at the museum. she tended to get in a lot of trouble as a kid but was quick to befriend her moms coworker, diana prince. 

cassie tended to be a problem child and frequently had to change schools, throughout her teens she attended 5 different high schools due to getting into trouble. lets just say she doesn’t know how to handle her anger. 

she discovers she’s the daughter of zeus ( they literally leave it out but it’s assumed she finds out by working with wonder woman as she acquires the sandals of hermes and the gauntlet of atlas ) and confronts him on why he abandoned her and her mother. he denies ever knowing the two and thus angers cassie causing them to get into a fight. ( she later finds out her mom knew and this strains the relationship between the two greatly, as well as the fact that she can deactivate her powers. )

after talking though, zeus grants her her own powers but gave her mom the ability to deactivate them if needed. this of course angers cassie as she thinks she can handle herself and to her surprise her mom is actually accepting of her new powers. artemis was assigned as her teacher thus taking her back to themyscira for training.

her whole life, cassie idolize donna troy, wanted to be just like her. so when she was able to be a superhero, she disguised herself in a black wig so she could look like her. donna even gives her her second costume she wore as wonder girl but because she was too afraid to ruin it, she makes her own. 

shortly after she joins young justice ( i don’t really like the whole ‘she joined only bc she was in love with superboy’ so im not going w it lmao. she’s more than just a simp. ) and quickly became besties with the gals of the group! 

she hid her identity for awhile, working with young justice on a variety of missions until she was forced to reveal her identity when oblivion attacked. she helped the crowds escape and thus having to reveal herself as wonder girl. and she now no longer wore the black wig. her identity was also revealed when she was attacked at school by silver swan. 

shortly after this she’s voted in as the leader of young justice and she still is the leader today! 

pretty much still works with young justice / teen titans today. i’m so lazy i don’t wanna write the whole thing out for the teen titans but she works with them as well after young justice originally disbanded and starts dating superboy yuh, sexy. 

during this time though cassie was losing her powers as zeus once again tried to dip from the mortal plane and ares gave her her powers back as well as her lasso and amulets. though he does betray her eventually and she helps fight and defeat him with hercules, YUH! 

than superboy gets k worded and dies in her arms so she’s forever TRAUMATIZED by that ladies and gentlemen, no she’s not over it ty. we also ignore the whole trying to clone him and joining a cult thing my girl ain’t that fuckin weird. 

still works with the teen titans afterwards after she collects herself, and during this time she felt very very alone because bart was dead, tim wasn’t answering her and diana was off fightin ppl. it angered her and left her feeling abandoned as she had to process the death of kon and bart alone. but eventually she breaks down in front of donna because she couldn’t handle it anymore lmao. 

her wiki’s are accessible if y’all wanna read ‘em i am TIRED LMAO. she’s just a baddie who loves her team and cares about them a lot, thank you. 

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Jimmy & Janis Pt.1

Jimmy: You gonna go?

Janis: 🤔

Janis: On the one hand, do I wanna kms today

Janis: on the other, she blatantly doesn’t want me there so bad

Jimmy: 1. it ain’t at hers, might not be worth doing 2. it’s at Tammy’s so you could hack her tiktok and 💀💀💀 on a full stomach

Janis: 4. Well rude you ain’t invited when you wanna be Tam’s BFF so bad

Jimmy: it’s like they don’t even wanna get their insta engagement up!!! ❤️👍✔️ I’d get in them matching pink pjs

Janis: 🥺 when the group only needs one slag

Jimmy: You got time to train me in the race against Asia to see who gets lost on the way there first, or what?

Janis: Last I knew you needed no help in that regard but

Janis: I could go

Janis: if we 💭 of enough ways to fuck with them to make it worth how many braincells I’m gonna lose

Jimmy: finding #goals 🎄 jumpers ain’t the same as finding 🦍🌃 before her BFF remembers where it were, unless she’s still got her christmas decs up outside and they’re all 🌭🍩🍔🍭🍟🍦🍕 shaped

Janis: 🤞 keep the CG on side after your thievery

Jimmy: I get it, gotta craft myself a 🐩 costume with the leftover cotton wall balls before you’ll 🏃 with me

Janis: Would it kills you to put some effort in, babes 🙄

Jimmy: UGH fine 🙄🙄🙄

Janis: Fat, lazy, slag

Janis: leave SOMETHING for the rest of ‘em, honestly

Jimmy: leaving them that fringe, you heard

Janis: 😂

Janis: only in your baes, yeah

Jimmy: I reckon you should go

Jimmy: but if you're too knackered and 🙀🙀 she'll come at you with ✂️ when you 😴 I get that an' all

Janis: I ain’t scared

Janis: I’ll go

Janis: though you’re gonna be double behind now so are you 🙀🙀

Jimmy: Piss off am I

Janis: 🙀🙀 or behind?

Jimmy: neither obvs

Janis: you’ve got to get us out of detention and you ain’t gotta survive this sleepover so yeah you are

Jimmy: 1. I will do 2. I could do

Janis: 1. I know 2. I told you before you don’t pass like that, also they’ll probably notice a new gal so how?

Jimmy: got myself invited to friendmas, didn't I?

Jimmy: nowt challenging in convincing the rest fuck all else'd be a right laugh over chick flicks and face masks, just be #2

Janis: I don’t know what Tammy’s parents are like, I’ll ask Grace

Janis: might not just be #2 who wants a #lad free zone

Jimmy: might do til give other dickhead barista #lads a bell and bring them and ☕🍪🥪🥐🌯🥯🧁 round with me

Janis: like really shit strippers

Janis: That’s probably worth doing though

Janis: 💀👑 can’t afford no more trouble after xmas

Janis: Tam clearly reckons she LOVES it 😈

Jimmy: loads on rota with tiktok hair, have her dead keen and her keeper off scale FUMING, even if we don't have right long before her parents shut it down

Janis: I’ve 👀 your coworkers and the gals’ thirst in action, tah 🤢🤢

Janis: Gracie reckons they’re ‘normal strict’ whatever the fuck that means

Jimmy: just saying it don’t need to be #apronsonlyvibes to get the job done

Jimmy: and whatever bollocks Gracie reckons that means, it means I don’t give a shit about giving Hollie the trouble she’s after

Janis: Why you trying to give me nightmares when you know I ain’t slept

Janis: give a shit about Hollie is right

Janis: it’s a good idea, ain’t said otherwise

Jimmy: I give a shit you ain’t slept before I get this party sorted and started, lightweight, that’s why I were checking you’ll be in a state to keep up

Janis: Have you ever met me? Shut up, I’ll be fine

Janis: which ones are you gonna invite anyway

Jimmy: ❌ Pete DUH but whoever else replies and ain’t a lass, unless it’s a lass Ella’d fancy

Janis: Typical 😒😞

Janis: reckon she’s only got eyes/the hypothetical stamina for her 👑

Janis: 💔 we ain’t gonna get her to out herself though

Jimmy: Challenge accepted

Janis: you’re pretty off-putting, yeah 😏

Jimmy: so were her diary

Janis: puts our fake 😍🥰😘 to shame, really

Janis: why you’re 😤

Jimmy: *😭

Janis: must be true 💕

Janis: can’t argue with that

Jimmy: You sleep talking or what?

Janis: this lesson is fucking boring but no

Janis: you’re sleepy

Jimmy: you

Janis: Shh 😴 baby

Jimmy: getting well creative far as telling me to piss off goes

Janis: Use your 📖 as a pillow

Jimmy: you’re alright, ain’t the kind of #lad who needs to use bits of uniform for a ⚽️🥅 got no shortage of pillows

Janis: and you just love whipping off the layers for any excuse so

Janis: win win

Jimmy: 👍✔️

Jimmy: You not on the clock for 🏊‍♀️ tonight then or you gonna have to wait and have your pillow fight with the gals after?

Janis: 😱😱 how will they know what toppings I like on my 🍕?!

Jimmy: I’ll drop it in the groupchat for you, babe

Jimmy: but that weren’t why I were asking

Janis: Ah

Janis: you reckon I should sacrifice my workmates too?

Jimmy: wanted to know if you needed a hand with [insert relevant dog walking deets because he has her schedule from when she hurt her ankle] but letting them piss and shit all over 💀👑’s pity 😴 party is a better shout, crack on

Janis: nah, it’s alright, I just wanna take your dog to a 🥳 have ‘em back by 12 🚩🚩🚩

Jimmy: I’d let you

Janis: Yeah, poor Twix

Janis: don’t care if she gets her water bowl spiked or nothing

Jimmy: if it’s her or you, she can fall on the ✂️

Janis: Proper 💘 that

Jimmy: [obvs draw a doodle of Twix with the hair and then after you’ve sent that add Janis so they’re #twinning]

Janis: I hope you can turn these in as work for your art lessons, like

her 🤞🥺🤞 Jimmy: Hang on, I’ll@

Janis: I’m just saying, I’ll feel bad if I keep taking them

Jimmy: alright, I’ll put your proper one in the bin

Janis: Don’t

Jimmy: can’t have you feeling bad, you’re already SO tired

Janis: Maybe I am tired stop being mean, dickhead

Jimmy: poor baby

Jimmy: [but do give her whatever actual drawing of the day you’ve done ofc]

Janis: You take the piss for someone who kept me up all night

Jimmy: Bit rude to call my 🎨 a pisstake, took me ages, that

Janis: and you know that weren’t what I was saying

Jimmy: what I heard is you want me to put you to bed

Jimmy: come on then, I’ll walk you to your nan’s

Janis: We only just got back

Jimmy: and what?

Janis: and, idk

Janis: aren’t you tired too?

Jimmy: not gonna crash before I get you there if that’s why you’re asking, it ain’t that far, my dear

Janis: I’m asking if you’re gonna come sleep too

Jimmy: You know what our 🐕’s like

Janis: take her for a piss first, obviously

Jimmy: steady on, there’s a massive scale between not being too knackered to walk you home and knackering her enough she’ll let me go a kip

Janis: She can do fetch if you bring treats too, I know

Janis: and I meant I’d come with, obvs boy

Jimmy: stop pissing about and let’s go, girl

Janis: are we coming back for detention

Jimmy: What kind of question’s that?

Janis: A valid one, dickhead

Janis: it’s fun to fuck with him

Jimmy: there you go then, nap for a bit it is

Janis: It’s also detention so I thought I’d ask

Janis: you and your aversion to questions

Janis: I gone out [another gate you aren’t meant to that isn’t the front ‘cos always a thing]

Jimmy: Dunno what you mean

Jimmy: [and show up like 😏]

Janis: [can’t help but do it back even if we were trying to 🙄 for comedic effect]

Jimmy: [do the thing people do when they are trying to make a dog come to them like let’s go]

Janis: [gonna swing for you boy but not actually punch you properly tah]

Jimmy: [if you can’t playfight when you’re leaving school when can you lads]

Janis: [at least you don’t live far from this place lads]

Jimmy: [such a short walk but obvs during get the actual doodles you did out of your bag to give to her]

Janis: [just admiring as per, ‘how long’s it take you?’]

Jimmy: [imaginary watch time + a shrug because even if could answer a question he wouldn’t tell her cos he’s shy about it]

Janis: [‘Not saying it looks rushed’ in an lol kinda way ‘cos realizing that must’ve sounded like that but definitely not what we meant we’re still worried he’s wasting loads of time doing these daily doodles over here really]

Jimmy: [a look like what are you saying but not in a v shady way like we think she’s slagging us off here, though we clearly don’t ever think she’s really that impressed]

Janis: [when it sounds well dramatic to be like OMG YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THESE FOR ME so you don’t wanna say that either so you’re like gah idk ‘just curious, haven’t done art since I was a kid’ not a lie]

Jimmy: [‘one of them dickheads’ in a pisstakey way meaning who don’t think graffiti is proper art because they’ve done loads together by now but we’re not elaborating]

Janis: [‘charming’ and bumping into him as you walk, like just calling me a dickhead ‘cos I ain’t an art hoe]

Jimmy: [an expression like excuse you but still pisstakey we’re not actually offended obviously]

Janis: [we all know it was a glorified feelsy lean honey]

Jimmy: [loves it, but obvs teach her some signs for getting people to get the fuck out of your way as if she’s just going about barging everyone lol]

Janis: [‘how’s that work then? People ignore you if you say ‘scuse me’ ‘cos tea good luck with that deaf people the world is oblivious]

Jimmy: [‘you tell me if you can get it to after you’ve let me deafen you’ like maybe it’ll work with other deaf people but our tone and expression is making it clear we doubt that]

Janis: [covers our ears like let you what?!]

Jimmy: [loling as we enter his gaff because it probably took a sec for this sign language lesson so we can say you’re there and heading to the kitchen to free poor Twix who’s shut in there ‘be chuffed you can’t hear this’ cos she wilding]

Janis: [swag in like the dog whisperer ‘cos you wanna be #impressive and helpful]

Jimmy: [cleaning up whatever carnage she’s already caused while you were at school because she’s just a bored baby with a look like gutted I’ve not blinded myself so I could pretend I don’t see this and then after gesturing like is there anything I can get for you before we go on this walk]

Janis: [just assessing the carnage like oh Twix ‘she’ll grow out of this’ which is true for some of it tbf ‘cos puppies are just puppies but we’re not downplaying how much Ian should not have got her for y’all with it, and shaking our heads ‘cos we’re good ‘barely just had breakfast’ 😏 like how many lessons did you even manage lads]

Jimmy: [‘not if it’s dead’ and chasing Twix like we’re gonna murder her which totally won’t help her be any less hyper but he’s a nerd so we care not and then helping himself to a biscuit like the fat bastard he is and as a throwback to last night obvs doing a 😁👍 vibe but mouth closed cos it’s very full since the whole biscuit do be in there]

Janis: [dramatically stepping in like I’ll save you from him hun, Twix is probably so feral now, getting her to sit and giving her her own biscuit ‘saving you from yourself’ in a proper Mia passive aggressive impression there as we look for her lead and whatnot, but we are v amused at you nerd]

Jimmy: [OTT dramatically horrified at the Mia impression like crossing himself and flicking water about like they did with the holy water at church etc but then obviously helping her sort all that stuff out and get ready because we’re effortlessly domestic together]

Janis: [obviously getting him back with whatever you have at your disposal like ‘I should’ve brought some incense’ like what a rookie error, get out and to this park before this dog pisses everywhere again]

Jimmy: [yes do go please lads, poor Twix, at least again it’s not remotely far, I vote for some kind of weather though be it rain or snow because a #mood frankly]

Janis: [Probably a rainy January day, because always, hope you got hoods, find a bench or somewhere you can wipe down ‘cos he didn’t wanna walk and set her up with this fetch treat system]

Jimmy: [you are both the type to actually have practical coats unlike the gals, but we can still do the ‘here’s some clothes of mine get out of your uniform and I’ll dry it for you’ cliche when you get back so]

Janis: [always appreciated yes but for now just being like ‘did you have a good shift?’ ‘cos in my mind we tried not to talk to him much when he left until now because we’re giving time and space]

Jimmy: [that was my vibe too like he blatantly could’ve talked to her because we know she was up but had the excuse of being busy so did not in case she likewise wanted a chance to get her head together after everything, but anyway, a look that’s the equivalent of what kind of question is that? because when has he ever had a good shift at the CG ‘you get your head down for a bit or what?’ cos we know it wouldn’t take her hours to get ready for school so she would’ve had time to kill]

Janis: [an OFFENDED look like ‘you’re holding out on the goss, with me?’ and shaking our head like how dare, as if that shift is anything but people on their way to work and opening up and we don’t know that ‘Libi wakes up at the crack of dawn’ like there’s your answer ‘cos we blatantly didn’t even if that isn’t all Libi really]

Jimmy: [after doing a feelsy lean of solidarity and there there style pats because annoying kids and being so hard done by because deprived of the good goss, obvs gotta make up a story about his manager but tell it like the style of a ghost story/urban legend because we’ve got the atmosphere and the long running joke that he’s a ghost too and Jimothy is a nerd]

Janis: [just loving that and acting like you’re ‘round a campfire with how hard you’re reacting ’this my bedtime story?’]

Jimmy: [‘it might do alright for the first’ because kids always want so many stories]

Janis: [‘can see why he needs you in with him now’ like I’m TERRIFIED rn]

Jimmy: [‘busted’ like he was doing it so they’d have to sleep together and snuggle, we’re joking but where’s the lie that he never wants you to go]

Janis: [closer to this 🤭 than this 😳 because likewise half-joking but also can’t fake all that]

Jimmy: [resting his head on her shoulder and closing his eyes like we’re going to sleep rn jk jk but also cos we just want to]

Janis: [stroking his hair in a way you would a baby but again you’re not not doing it now lol]

Jimmy: [a happy sigh we can’t help]

Janis: [‘I’m not setting an alarm’ mostly to ourselves but still out loud like idc if we miss detention you need to sleep boy]

Jimmy: [‘you never answered me’ + a yawn as we finish saying it like do you have work and do you have dogs that need walking while you’re there if the answer is yes, also just kind of thinking/worrying aloud but]

Janis: [‘What?’ ‘cos that was ages ago boy what]

Jimmy: [‘about either of your 2 jobs’ still not that helpful boy but okay]

Janis: [you can be with it enough to connect that though like ohh, ‘yeah I did, said I wouldn’t be there for tea’ like remember the pizza and nudging him ‘at the pool’ like that doesn’t feel awkward at all mentioning that]

Jimmy: [‘weren’t all I asked though’ like do you need my help walking these dogs or not gal because we wanna help always and also obvs feel bad that we’ve put her in this position even though you didn’t tell her to pick a lad from work who happens to look like you but still]

Janis: [just shaking our head like nah ‘you can chill out’ pausing for a beat ‘and I can handle my own shit anyway’]

Jimmy: [shaking his own head because 1. No he can’t ever there’s always a million being a mother and housewife tasks to do and 2. That doesn’t seem very fair when she also has to go to this sleepover without him for however long before he turns up, moving so he can properly look at her get that not at all dangerous eye contact going on ‘I know you can, dickhead’ but in a softer tone than those words suggest, SUCH an unspoken ‘but you don’t have to’ happening with this everything rn]

Janis: [just shrugging like well, I tried and the fact still remains either way, and forcing ourselves to maintain this eye contact even though we don’t want to, before getting up from the bench to do a better throw of this ball ‘didn’t need you before, and I’m not gonna rely on you now to screw myself over after’]

Jimmy: ['not gonna fuck up your other ankle to have another go at proving a point' and a shrug like fine have it your way babe even though we are supposed to be a team, and lighting a cigarette that we have to shield against the rain but none for you since you don't need us]

Janis: [a petty move we love to see it, well we do but she does not lmao just like really 🙄 and walking progressively further away to throw this ball even harder get you a workout Twix]

Jimmy: [letting her go for once because we're not that much of a dick we are gonna start a full confrontation and also we are both tired]

Janis: [this is his dog though so you can’t just take it and leave, do this ‘til she’s sufficiently worn out then just drop her at his feet basically like done]

Jimmy: [when you're literally about to walk away and leave it up to her if she comes or not but you remember the lunch room moment so you obvs don't wanna repeat that mistake 'you coming or what?']

Janis: [genuinely really pondering that like do you just want to go to your nans, or go do something to be stubborn and not sleep to piss him off or what but then deciding ‘may as well give her more attention’ like if you’re gonna be gone tonight better make sure she’s all sorted]

Jimmy: [walking now cos he’s buzzing but we don’t need to let her know that]

Janis: [just walk and chill out, just showing he isn’t the only one who can pull back and have doubts here because true and we know we’re already in too deep and it’s going to be shit again when you leave, s’not happening babe but you don’t know that; anyway, after a while being like ‘you gonna give me that cigarette you owe me?’]

Jimmy: [I love to see it because very legit, but anyway, Jimothy obviously stopping her so we can put a cigarette in her mouth and lighting it and that whole hot charade instead of just passing it to her lit or worse passing it to her and making her light it herself in the pettiest way ever because he gets it and it will be shit when he leaves as he’s still in the period when he thinks that’s gonna happen too]

Janis: [such a thinly-veiled LOOK ‘cos can’t help it regardless and fuck it ‘thanks’ when we exhale to just prolong the moment]

Jimmy: [always gotta return the look and likewise can’t help but make it into more of one than she did because the feelings are still there honey]

Janis: [‘fuck’s sake’ under our breath but in a 😏 way not fuming]

Jimmy: [pull her along like come on why have we stopped it’s literally still raining but in an equally playful way]

Janis: [‘thought you was meant to be well hard’ like Northern whomst, trying to run from this rain, but obvs getting a razz on like let’s go girls]

Jimmy: [looking round like Ian is that you? But we’re not making the point hard enough to actually stop because she’s already getting a razz on and so is Twix and we don’t wanna get left]

Janis: [get inside huns, dry Twix off like she’s a big baby]

Jimmy: [I like to think they’re doing it together because that coupley and domestic and he’s being too much of a soft nerd for how much we act like he hates this dog lol]

Janis: [literally swaddling this dog like nbd, she loves it ofc because is baby yes yes]

Jimmy: [also make the bae a cup of tea because it’s your turn boy but also make Twix one because my mum used to make Tyson and Bruno tea and toast and honestly that’s your energy]

Janis: [we love that, it’s very cute, just be drying your hair but not on Twix’s towel lmao, probably using your jumper or something]

Jimmy: [see that and obvs go get her a towel and dry clothes like SO soz we gotta wait for the rain to stop before I can walk you this REALLY long distance to mcvickers house so I’ll obvs dry your uniform for you xoxo nbd, throwing the clothes at you but coming at you with the towel because if we don’t dry your hair for you who are we]

Janis: [just getting changed in front of you ‘cos we’re such #mates but also blatantly to silently test that soz but not, and giving him a Gracie style #tutorial on how to deal with afro/curly hair here]

Jimmy: [there’s no world in which he’s not just FULLY watching her do that even though looking away would be the polite thing to do or we could easily pretend to busy ourselves with something but we don’t because we aren’t embarrassed and we never will be, likewise not remotely considering putting on dry clothes ourselves until we’ve dried the bae’s hair because priorities]

Janis: [gotta front this out too obviously, so I like to think you’d only got the top of whatever he gave you on before he started doing your hair so that’s how you’re chilling right now]

Jimmy: [it’s totally fine and casual]

Janis: [not at all checking you out]

Jimmy: [going to the window like it’s still raining babe and checking the imaginary watch again ‘you wanna just kip here an’ all?]

Janis: [‘sofa?’ like that’s probably your best bet and nodding like yeah, ‘cos it does not matter ‘cos we would’ve been like you wanna come with anyway]

Jimmy: [going and sorting that like getting pillows and blankets and stuff]

Janis: [trying to get Twix in a sleepy mood by giving her some chill fuss like bedtime bitch]

Jimmy: [just loitering because you don’t know if she wants you to sleep here too or go upstairs to your bed and you don’t wanna ask]

Janis: [just looking up at him like ? and then patting the sofa, whilst we’re sat on the floor next to Twix’s bed, like go on then]

Jimmy: [do go on boy and get comfy]

Janis: [just chill here for a bit like so casual but you can’t sit there the whole time obvs so then try and situate yourself in a totes casual and chill way]

Jimmy: [even though his eyes are closed and he’s probably half asleep we can feel you faffing about gal so a quiet soft amused sound and saying ‘come here’ in the same kinda tone]

Janis: [signing something sweary at his closed eyes like testing how that works rn but actually getting in and getting comfy ‘how here?’ like how close do you want to be]

Jimmy: [‘you heard’ when she sasses him because he’s like one of those mum’s who have eyes in the back of their head and just know, but we’re obvs amused and obvs happy when she does get in and comfy and equally as obvs pulling her close to us how we always do in answer to that question]

Janis: [😒 but in a jokey way obviously ‘you’re not a fair test subject’ like you got that deaf sixth sense, a lull in our joking as we just stop breathing for a beat there before acting like it didn’t happen, but not because we’re obviously whispering now because no need to talk any louder with no space between you ‘gonna have to try it out on the general public, like’ just swearing at everyone like move bitch]

Jimmy: [‘you’ll have your hands full if some dickhead’s drowning’ which is as close as we’ll come to acknowledging the awks at her workplace and our jealousy about this boy rn because we’re basically saying please don’t be better mates with him than you are with me without saying it]

Janis: [‘hands busy’ you mean with the signing at them whilst they drown but doesn’t sound any better actually lmao but you didn’t get the hint, or are ignoring it]

Jimmy: [likewise ignoring that as we silently lie here wishing we could say a million things that I won’t let you]

Janis: [big sigh ‘I know it weren’t a good idea but-’ but what, we don’t know how to put it into words]

Jimmy: [‘it weren’t yours’ as if we’re finishing the sentence because he blames himself and obvs thinks she also blames him]

Janis: [‘picking him was’]

Jimmy: [‘didn’t give you chance to have proper auditions’ because we know damn well you had to do it then and couldn’t hang around so]

Janis: [a noise like yeah well, because you can’t really say anything to that]

Jimmy: [moving about like we’re settling down to sleep because likewise]

Janis: [‘it didn’t work though so’ in a what more can I do tone]

Jimmy: [‘am I a shit mate if I can’t fake an apology for that bit?’ because we’re really not soz you didn’t fall in love with our lookalike]

Janis: [an amused noise like no, obviously not]

Jimmy: [‘alright then’ confirming again how not soz we are in a way we absolutely did not need to]

Janis: [‘we don’t get to be jealous, do we?’ fully asking, not rhetorical even if we can make it sound it]

Jimmy: [‘of what?’ meaning there’s nothing to be jealous of both our dates were clearly shit but we’re keeping it deliberately vague just in case here]

Janis: [‘what do you reckon’ ‘cos two can play at this game lol]

Jimmy: [‘what do you?’ because 1. You asked but also 2. What are you jealous about 3. Are you jealous lol]

Janis: [nudge him under these covers like oi]

Jimmy: [depending what spooning position y’all are lying in, either move her or you so that you’re facing each other and you can look at her like answer me then because we’re dying to know how jealous she is]

Janis: [😳 but you’ve got to answer now obviously ‘of her. Them.’]

Jimmy: [‘I don’t reckon you’ve got owt to be jealous of there’ because true in every sense]

Janis: [‘do I or don’t I’ like get specific]

Jimmy: [‘you don’t, I just said’ like are you really gonna make me spell it out rn lol]

Janis: [‘you make me say everything else the rest of the time’ like it won’t kill you]

Jimmy: [‘she’s nowt and you’re-’ stopping because it will kill him to literally say you’re everything]

Janis: [‘you’ with everything we got right now ‘cos mean it]

Jimmy: [‘you’ likewise and we’re honestly lucky it’s an actual word and not just fully a noise by the end of it cos how much we wanna kiss her rn]

Janis: [‘I wish you wanted-’ like we all know what but shh]

Jimmy: [‘I do want-’ we’re not gonna lie to you girl and we clearly do want to]

Janis: [can’t literally have you say BUT NOW like a brat so just 🥺 instead]

Jimmy: [run your thumb over her bottom lip how you always do, it’s not gonna help at all but we can’t help ourselves]

Janis: [noise soz can’t not]

Jimmy: [we know the drill if you make a noise you get one back]

Janis: [‘stop it’ in a kinda aggressive way but like saucy aggressive lol]

Jimmy: [‘you’ but v much in a tone that’s like don’t stop it though]

Janis: [‘you can’t make me’ with all the challenge emphasised obvs]

Jimmy: [can’t ever back down from a challenge so gotta just touch her a saucy way and pretend like this isn’t totally crossing a line, there’s simply nothing I can do about it]

Janis: [my boo says sorry there’s no logical cockblock here, at least you can try not to touch him for a fun lil challenge here]

Jimmy: [you two love things like that and yes, then it’s obviously TOTALLY FINE that makes sense except not at all boy and we all know it]

Janis: [obviously got to make all the noise to show he can’t shut you up, totally fine]

Jimmy: [as fine and casual as when he ends up touching himself because she’s not doing it even though she’s literally right there 👀 like a ramped up version of when you were both undressing in front of each other]

Janis: [literally going to feel how that affects us so there’s that, and we are fully just 👀 you because we’re trying so hard not to ‘lose’]

Jimmy: [so soz to you gal, I am very evil]

Janis: [‘I hate you’ because yes]

Jimmy: [saying 'don't' but not clarifying if we mean please don't hate me or no you don't because either way he's doing THE MOST with touching her again and using his other hand not to shhh her because obvs 1. we've forgotten about ourselves and 2. love the reaction when we are giving it our all to give the bae all the orgasms she deserves so using it to touch her throat and feel these noises as they happen too almost like we would if we were deaf]

Janis: [The way we are DYING right now, like truly, ‘please let me touch you’ ‘cos we gotta]

Jimmy: [SO much soz to Twix who he has totally forgotten is in here and snoozing for how loud you both are being rn, ofc you gotta let her touch you now because we've held out for ages and it has clearly got past the point where we are thinking about the bullshit that was stopping us, so put her hand there like okay cos what are words atm]

Janis: [she must’ve legit zonked ‘cos like, soz girl we don’t have time for you right now, we are way too into this and each other and we’d just have to shut you out]

Jimmy: [you two are blatantly gonna crash that hard when you're done here, very #relatable of you Twix]

Janis: [I do vote that you actually just wake up for your shift ‘cos necessary]

Jimmy: [yeah I vote the kids wake you when they back from school because that won't be awkward and Cass won't be livid at all haha]

Janis: [awkward much, go put your uniform on in casual disgrace haha, soz children]

Jimmy: [I picture the scene like Cass having a go at Jimothy immediately before he’s even properly woken up because she picked Bobby up cos he’s meant to be in detention and Jimmy being like it won’t kill you because tbh it won’t hun to do a bit more meanwhile Bobby’s just signing at Janis like hey asking her if she’s ill because that’s when he snoozes on the sofa in a blanket and he’s 1. An adorable babe and 2. Like I saw Libi at lunch and she wasn’t ill I hope she doesn’t catch it, poor Janis just like ? because y’all are too busy having a little row to translate, all before anyone’s had a chance to move lol]

Janis: [trying our hardest to pick up what we can, because sometimes you can guesstimate but some of it no clue so you’re like um so soz bub, signing drink and snack because I reckon you could have those down so you can take him through to the kitchen and distract him because kids love an after school snack]

Jimmy: [none for you Cass cos you’re doing your brother’s head in and it’d get to the point where he’d be like piss off and take this bloody dog for another walk because obvs doesn’t want this to escalate any more than it is, especially when the bae is here to witness how out of control she can actually be]

Janis: [at least you’ve got this child situated and tried to do sign 101 with him best you can before you awkwardly gotta peace]

Jimmy: [such fun cos you know Cass is fully shading Janis like she better not still be here when I get back and poor Jimothy is just like oi she’s not deaf because she can blatantly hear you gal which is 100% why you did it, there’s drama in the gaff]

Janis: [we know you’ve said worse to many a person and we ain’t gonna fight you ‘cos you’re a kid, soz babe lol]

Jimmy: [at least when she storms out with Twix he can awkwardly come through like hey my two besties how are we, just signing at you both asking if you’re alright]

Janis: [being like he was saying something about Libi ‘cos you don’t wanna ignore Bobby just ‘cos you can’t understand him yet like ask for that translation now]

Jimmy: [a pisstakey but not shady eyeroll like of course he was cos they’re so in love, but obvs we gonna get that info and tell her what’s up but add a bit about how you’ve told him she’s all better now whether you actually did say that or not cos we gotta make reference to that sauciness earlier even though we could literally just not sir]

Janis: [not knowing whether to curl up and die or fully cackle like OH but keeping our composure really and just looking at Jimothy like did you really just]

Jimmy: [he’s just there like 😏 + 😉 energy]

Janis: [thank God you have somewhere you definitely have to be bitch]

Jimmy: [gonna give you the longest ever hug when you leave because it might be awkward at work and also we love and will miss you]

Janis: [going to let it be okay but yeah like for a bit here, just like why did I do that lmao]

Jimmy: [Bobby signing bye and whatever his adorable sign name for you is gal because he likes you too, soz Cass you’re really outnumbered here]

Janis: [when you realize she’s not his ex 2.0 and your situation gets better, you’ll get over it, the pool is probably near the school kinda vibes so not far to go but still posting the #goals art and such on this walk]

Jimmy: [cue an extra post about how much he misses her that’s not at all fake]

Janis: 🏆

Jimmy: It’ll be a 🥇 when you see the 🎨 #content our kid’s cracking on with now he’s heard about your new job

Jimmy: [post on your story for everyone to see this child making a congrats card but with no spoilers of the end result]

Janis: [he’s such a cutie tbh]

Janis: You should bring him here when you’ve got time

Janis: can he swim yet?

Jimmy: 💔 it’s a bit short notice to ask his missus if she fancies it an’ all, could’ve brought you this masterpiece himself when it’s done and her 🔊 for the hip hip hoorays 🥳🥳🥳

Janis: Have to be a hero with a 💔 from that lack of applause

Janis: kids get in cheap [probably Saturday mornings I imagine]

Jimmy: 🤞 it’s a date for them ASAP

Jimmy: he’s 🤏🙀 but he’ll wanna impress her obvs

Janis: The feeling’s mutual so she already thinks he’s dead impressive

Janis: How long am I gonna have to suffer the sleepover before we can sabotage do you reckon

Jimmy: Up to you that

Jimmy: I’m all yours once he’s in bed

Janis: I better 👀

Janis: get them hyped

Janis: the ones I can, anyway

Jimmy: I’m still trying to scroll past all the bollocks we 😴 through

Janis: you’ll fall asleep again

Janis: they 💬 so much shit all the time

Jimmy: our kid’s not having that, needs as much attention as you, him 🥺🏆

Janis: go get ½ your big brother 🥇

Jimmy: 👍✔️

Janis: tell you when I get to Tam’s

Jimmy: in a bit then, Jade

Janis: 👍✔️

Jimmy: have a good shift

Janis: can’t count casualties as easy as 🐄💩s but should still be alright

Jimmy: should be easier to count if owt, athlete like you

Jimmy: you forgot you’re not meant to be on a killing spree?

Janis: oh that’s right

Janis: bummer

Jimmy: hang in there, baby

Jimmy: bloodbath starts at Tam’s

Janis: 🧛‍♀️💕

Janis: I could float the idea

Janis: if you don’t reckon it’ll be weird

Jimmy: I were thinking more like 🔪🔪

Jimmy: but I get it, you need her blood sugar levels to stop yourself crashing, I should’ve fed you before you pissed off

Janis: Ugh, no, that weren’t what I meant 🤦‍♀️

Janis: I meant seeing if my coworkers will crash and bring their mates too

Janis: get numbers up without blatantly leaking her address

Jimmy: 🥇💡

Janis: just tell ‘em the deal so they don’t think I’m shit craic

Jimmy: Yeah

Janis: or not

Janis: just an 💭

Jimmy: you had me at lads in 🩳 mate

Janis: ❌ going home and getting changed, lads

Janis: there is another girl, what about her?

Jimmy: can’t really leave her out, can you?

Janis: I meant she might wanna get changed 👗💄💅💃

Jimmy: so chuck her at Gracie, that’ll have her on side quicker than owt and means I get to go without french tips

Janis: you taking notes from her or what

Jimmy: ?

Janis: before she joined the cult

Janis: we had to share mates like everything else 🙄

Jimmy: soz, didn’t realise she were your new best mate an’ all

Janis: She weren’t on my first shift so no, I ain’t met her before

Jimmy: Alright

Janis: Yeah, it is

Jimmy: sacrifice who you want and leave it out with the dickheads who you don’t, nowt to do with me

Janis: I won’t invite him it’s alright

Janis: I just wanted to do something too

Jimmy: What are you on about?

Jimmy: you’re doing loads, it’s me who’s just turning up for the proper fun bit

Janis: they’ll be 😁😁😁😁😁 to hear that from you

Jimmy: it’s a 🥇💡 I said

Janis: there’s other people I can@

Jimmy: there’s no need

Janis: you wanna fuck this up or not

Janis: as many random associates as possible, boy

Jimmy: it were you saying you didn’t want her address leaked

Jimmy: make up your mind, girl

Janis: like I ain’t gonna leak it for every party person in dubo

Janis: still trying to wreck their shit

Jimmy: I got that when we 🗨️ about it before

Janis: what you 💬 now then?

Jimmy: just admit you don’t wanna look like a 😍💘 twat in front of your new co-workers

Janis: I meant I don’t want them to think I’m inviting them to a sleepover with the gals

Janis: I don’t care about that

Jimmy: Okay, tell them to come after I’ve got the CG dickheads there and it won’t be a sleepover no more

Janis: Yeah I know

Janis: why’s it weird I don’t want them to think I’m ☕️💅💄👗😘

Jimmy: I never said it were

Janis: You implied it

Jimmy: when did I?

Janis: Saying I was embarrassed by 😍💘

Jimmy: What else you not inviting him for?

Janis: For your sake

Jimmy: piss off is it

Jimmy: *for yours

Janis: It ain’t

Jimmy: one of us is embarrassed at the idea of having him about and it ain’t me

Janis: I’m not embarrassed

Janis: I thought it might be awkward, that’s it

Jimmy: you said he agreed to being just mates, shouldn’t be for him unless that were bollocks

Janis: Quite a quick turnaround, nah, might be nice if I gave him longer to get his head sorted with it

Jimmy: crack on being nice to him then

Janis: fuck’s sake

Janis: I already look like ☕️💅💄👗😘 ‘cos I had to say I asked him out on a rebound

Janis: How else do you think I was explaining my hitting him up immediately and binning him off 10 seconds later

Jimmy: I don’t 💭 about him, he ain’t my mate or rebound

Janis: Oh whatever then

Janis: you’re being a twat

Jimmy: How am I?

Jimmy: you were bothered about them not seeing you as one of the #gals and I gave you a way round it

Janis: Wow, thanks

Jimmy: I can’t do nowt else

Jimmy: I can’t fucking undo it

Janis: neither can I

Jimmy: I’m not asking you to

Janis: I’m not saying it for you, it’s done now and there’s nothing wrong with trying to do damage control

Jimmy: I’m not stopping you either

Janis: Fine

Jimmy: 👍

Janis: You don’t have to get pissy just ‘cos I asked if it’d be alright

Jimmy: You don’t have to bang on like you’re doing bollocks for my sake when it’s for yours and his

Janis: I care if you want him there or not

Jimmy: nah, you want me to care if he’s there or not

Jimmy: but as it’s a houseparty and I weren’t planning on doing body shots off him, I’ll live

Janis: Bullshit

Janis: I actually give a shit but fuck that now

Jimmy: Why would I give a shit if he’s there or not?

Janis: You tell me

Jimmy: you told me you don’t want him

Janis: It could still be something you don’t wanna deal with

Jimmy: and what, I REALLY wanna deal with 💀👑 and her mates?

Janis: don’t need to doubledown on the shit

Jimmy: stop being a dickhead

Janis: I’m not

Jimmy: I can do it

Janis: Okay then

Jimmy: just

Janis: just tell me

Jimmy: Don’t get loads more mates til after I’ve gone, making me look right ungoals on my own

Janis: I haven’t got any more mates

Janis: I just work with them

Jimmy: yeah, you work with them and you ain’t spending the shift thinking of ways you could frame them for your killing spree, that’s 🤝 and your fave emoji 🤗🤗 shit

Janis: Fuck off is it

Janis: I’ve met them a few times, if it don’t have to be 😣😖😫😩🥺😢😭😤😠😡🤬🤯 then I’ll take it

Janis: don’t mean nothing

Jimmy: means nowt but you’re SO bothered what they 💭

Janis: I don’t want anyone 💭 I’m anything like my sister, that’s not news

Jimmy: You couldn’t be ☕️💅💄👗😘 if your life depended on it

Jimmy: you’re too

Jimmy: so leave it out

Janis: You’re my only mate

Janis: don’t be jealous

Jimmy: that ain’t very nice to my lifeguard lad clone, is it?

Janis: He’ll survive

Jimmy: He better had do, I can’t have him hanging about as a 👻 an’ all

Janis: I don’t care about him

Janis: not like that

Jimmy: I know

Janis: so stop being a dickhead

Jimmy: It ain’t 📰 either that I am

Janis: you were being nice earlier

Jimmy: I never said I were an utter bastard, Judith

Jimmy: you needed it earlier

Janis: how’d you work that out

Jimmy: you gave me a few clues, like

Janis: 👍

Jimmy: that your review then?

Janis: of you ✔️ me off your to-do list again

Janis: sure, we’ll go with that

Jimmy: Come on, you know that’s not what it’s like

Janis: what you just said

Janis: we’re done playing nice now, that’s fine

Jimmy: but not what I meant

Janis: I heard what you said

Janis: forget about it

Jimmy: Shut up, no you never

Jimmy: I’m just not gonna be the kind of dickhead distracting you at your new job, alright

Jimmy: I’ve already 🗨️❌🤝🤗

Janis: Like I do you, all the time

Janis: alright

Janis: have to turn my phone off soon anyway, I’ll be main

Jimmy: that’s different

Janis: it’s not always fake shit

Jimmy: it’s different ‘cause I hate mine

Janis: Give me a chance, like

Jimmy: I don’t want to fuck this up for you

Janis: Like you could

Jimmy: I nearly did 🤏

Janis: Not really

Janis: I could’ve blueballed him on my own time, it’s not important why

Jimmy: Alright, forget I 🗨️ owt about it

Janis: ‘Course

Jimmy: 🤐

Janis: Business as usual then

Jimmy: *😎🚬

Janis: If you like, babe

Jimmy: I can’t help what business as usual means, you’ll have to take it up with another 👻 if you’re mardy

Janis: I know the deal by now

Jimmy: me an’ all, don’t worry

Janis: If we all know where we stand does that mean we’re done here?

Janis: 👍 thanks

Jimmy: Fuck's sake

Jimmy: can't win with you since you pissed off from here

Janis: I’d quit trying if that’s been what you’ve been doing

Janis: I’ll just see you at the party

Jimmy: 👌

Janis: [Oh lads, better skip then]

Janis: [photo of Hollie’s house like going in]

Jimmy: 👍

Janis: give you directions before you need to come, don’t worry

Jimmy: I weren't, could literally ask Asia and she'd never work out why, but tah

Janis: I get it, you don’t wanna be here

Janis: pick a less obvious excuse than trusting Asia with fuck all

Jimmy: if I were that bothered I wouldn’t come

Janis: alright, if you wanna act like it’s that simple

Jimmy: that bit is, I don’t do nowt I don’t want

your besties with that compliment Janis: okay@

Jimmy: [something in the group chat that has the energy of miss y’all and hope you are having a good night ladies]

Janis: [make them take a group selfie ‘cos Mia and Ella will be fuming and that’ll be amusing for us all]

Jimmy: [obvs hardcore complimenting the bae but slagging the rest of you off really subtly so it still sounds like a compliment because you two are both great at that]

Janis: [#sobrave]

Jimmy: [we love it]

Jimmy: 😁?

Janis: Too busy 😍 at Asia to see my face or what

Jimmy: It’s the 🦷🦷 whitening strips in fairness, been blinded

Janis: gotta double up on the front ones

Janis: dead pricey so she’ll be buzzing it’s working

her many 🌟✨ as the limit allows Jimmy: hang on, I’ll@

Janis: Crack on, loverboy

Jimmy: 💕

Janis: She’s only mentioned 5 lads she fancies so far

Janis: got a couple slots available, like

Jimmy: OMG! Dead proud she can count that high

Janis: I’m keeping score

Janis: fuck all else to do whilst they do their face masks

Jimmy: what do you wanna do?

Janis: what do you mean, I’m cracking on convincing them this is 💡

Janis: what are the names of your coworkers they 🤤 at

Jimmy: that’s what you have to crack on with, I could be doing owt to do their heads in

Jimmy: 👻 perks

Jimmy: [give her these cringe lads names so I don’t have to]

Janis: you can move their 👜👠 about if you like

Janis: what’s your suggestion though, clearly have one

Jimmy: if I had a 🥇💡 you’d have heard it

Janis: 👎

Janis: I know from Tam’s description I’ve NEVER seen [one which is clearly high-key emo like hello]

Jimmy: Oi, I were asking you and you’ve got nowt either, dickhead

Jimmy: but I get it, bit busy being 🧛💔 after that, you

Janis: nothing I’m telling you, maybe

Janis: um, keep your mouth shut about me stealing him ‘til they’re here or she won’t let ‘em come over, idiot ❌🩸

Jimmy: His and hers 🤐

Janis: gutted for you there’s no gimp mask emoji

Jimmy: [draw some options for what that could look like boy]

Janis: using your powers for good for once

Janis: 👍

Jimmy: bit rude

Jimmy: When have I not?

Janis: 🤔

Jimmy: least wait til I’ve chucked our kid’s card at you before you tell us you don’t want no more 🎨

Jimmy: I’ll leave it out starting tomorrow

Janis: if you like

Jimmy: you obvs would

Janis: you obvs don’t get fuck all

Janis: if it makes your life easier, go for it

Janis: there’s easier shit to fake

Jimmy: nor do you

Janis: least we don’t need to

Janis: or what a headfuck

Jimmy: you’re in the wrong 🗨️ for total bollocks

Janis: no shit

Jimmy: stop it then

Janis: you

Jimmy: you

Janis: you started it

Jimmy: How did I?

Janis: You made me sound as desperate as I feel now

Janis: so you started it

Jimmy: you’re such a twat

Janis: fuck off

Jimmy: I dunno what else I can do to show you I want you that I’ve not

Janis: just to shut me up

Janis: what else is there to say

Jimmy: you don’t speak for me, for a start

Janis: you said it, not me

Jimmy: I fucking didn’t

Janis: I just made it all up, cool, sure

Jimmy: ‘cause we’ve never misunderstood each other’s 🗨️ before

Jimmy: that’s a totally new headfuck, is it?

Janis: Maybe I’m over it

Jimmy: and what, your 🥇💡 is 🚫🗨️?

Jimmy: 👏🌹

Janis: Oh, so you’re only allowed to call it?

Janis: convenient

Jimmy: you can’t do owt about it if you’re 🔇

Janis: I can do whatever I want

Jimmy: do it then

Janis: don’t need your permission or timeline

Jimmy: if you don’t get why I did that, or owt else I’ve done that literally contradicts the bollocks you reckon I said a bit ago, you’ve got my permission, want it or not

Janis: there’s a reason this doesn’t work, clearly

Jimmy: it does work, we’ve both said

Janis: or nothing else has yet

Jimmy: I don’t want nowt else to

Janis: me either

Janis: but

Jimmy: no, I picked you, I want you

Janis: I hate feeling this fucking stupid all the time

Jimmy: I’m sorry

Janis: Don’t

Janis: apologise like I’m a fucking nightmare

Janis: just

Jimmy: I told you they’re bollocks, but there ain’t another way to go about it so

Jimmy: just take it, it’s my fault

Janis: it’s just

Janis: a mess

Janis: neither or both of us can take blame but like you said, what’s the point

Jimmy: you know what the fucking point is

Janis: they’re driving me insane

Jimmy: Give me directions

Janis: Okay

Janis: [do that]

Jimmy: do you want them to know when I’m there or just you for a bit?

Janis: I’ll come out

Janis: bring 🚬

Jimmy: [picture of 🚬s with her name on, except it’s obvs different J names written in sharpie because we’re on our way]

Janis: I’m sorry

Jimmy: You’re alright, won’t ask you to bring ☀️ rain’s stopped now any road

Janis: that was always the biggest joke anyway, far as fakery goes

Jimmy: I dunno what you mean

Janis: You picked me for my cheery disposition then I probably need to call someone

Jimmy: found out about it after, obvs

Jimmy: better 🎄 bonus than the CG offered, that

Janis: I assume that was the out of date mince pies so

Janis: can take that small of a compliment

Jimmy: got other 🎁s for you if you can't

Janis: You didn’t rip up the drawings then

Jimmy: #notallsantas remember

Jimmy: be a bit rude to make our kid 😭😭 an' all

Janis: right, don’t wanna end up on the shit list, do you

Janis: even if it’s 300 some days away now

Jimmy: More bothered about not ending up on Libi's shithead list, me

Jimmy: you can have 🎅

Janis: bit creepy but

Janis: works for me

Janis: she’s been doing my head in as well

Jimmy: reckon she could be if she were right pissed off with me and it's bad enough when you are

Jimmy: go on then, what's happened?

Janis: well Chucky and bride of, them two

Janis: more than a 🤏 rude to call me creepy as well though

Janis: s’nothing

Janis: everyone’s been pissing me off more than usual, your fault

Jimmy: I just meant it's a 🤏 shit when you don't wanna talk to me

Janis: Sure

Janis: 😏

Janis: anyway, I always wanna talk to you

Janis: I just can’t sometimes

Jimmy: Ask Asia for us where she went ginger, I'll get Bob booked in for the full Chucky treatment before the wedding

Janis: He’ll never go for it ‘less you do

Jimmy: 💔 you ain't at 💀👑's it'd be such a piss easy way to fuck up her bathroom having you do me a #transformation

Janis: Hols clearly had the dye, babe

Jimmy: no point doing it at hers, she'd never 👀 no difference to the state of her sink or towels

Janis: you can say you don’t wanna be 🎃🦊🐯🦋🐜🐙🦐🦀🐠🦧

Janis: you aren’t pulling off the 🌈 like [emo boi]

Jimmy: Ask her what other colours she has

Jimmy: nowt I couldn't pull off, dickhead

Janis: reckons she used it all on her neon barnet

Janis: gutted, mate 💔

Jimmy: 🎻🎻

Jimmy: Don't be surprised if the 🌧 starts again, like

Jimmy: actually that 💔

Janis: Poor boy

Janis: however will we cheer you

Jimmy: you’ve got a bit to work that out, I’m still walking

Janis: You’re bad at this

Janis: porno scripts should be easy to follow

Janis: you’re coming to a sleepover, you ain’t got nothing to say about pillow fights?

Jimmy: didn’t bring no pjs accidentally on purpose if you have owt you fancy saying about that

Janis: 😱 well you can’t possibly stay in your clothes, that would be RIDICULOUS

Jimmy: you get changed or what?

Janis: asking what I’m wearing?

Janis: now you’re getting it

Jimmy: where’s my answer then?

Janis: [loling you would’ve had to have your uniform and PJs in your backpack today but obvs you’ve had to so selfie]

Jimmy: [get one back because you’ve obviously had time to put a #lewk on]

Janis: 😍

Jimmy: *🥳

Janis: you’re bringing the party, I get it

Jimmy: just that chuffed to crash it, DUH

Janis: 🎉

Jimmy: Challenge accepted getting that out your hair for you

Janis: filth, you are

Jimmy: it were you asking for a porno script

Janis: they don’t do aftercare

Janis: unless it’s that #forwomen shit

Jimmy: that’s our audience, last I heard

Janis: girls, yeah

Janis: and they probably are that lame, you’re right 🙄

Jimmy: only probably?

Jimmy: SO generous, you

Janis: I was banking on no bitch watching that shit but then I thought about it

Jimmy: 💭 about your excuses to piss off for a bit without #2 following you

Jimmy: I were gonna 📞 but they’ll be dead keen to 👂

Janis: I don’t care

Janis: she can’t show Mia she’s that bored of her shit she needs to hear what I’ve got going on

Jimmy: alright, I’ll 📞 when I get there

Janis: what about my 🚬

Jimmy: come get it, I’ll direct you

Janis: in my pajamas?

Janis: alright

Jimmy: I’ll keep you warm, be alright

Janis: yeah?

Jimmy: kind of mate I am

Janis: [come find him]

Jimmy: [I like to think he’s still a bit away because slow bastard but that’s good because y’all can chill somewhere the gals can’t see you like a bus stop or neighbour’s garden]

Janis: [mind ya biz ladies]

Jimmy: [obvs gonna give you Bobby’s card but as importantly the other gifts he has brought you which are 1. Your half of whatever he’s stolen from Ian’s stash just for you, cos blatantly will probably go to a shop before the partying starts but had to, and blatantly drank his ½ on the way here and 2. A little packed lunch he has made you like the big brother/mum he is because you left without any food and went straight to work so we’re obvs worried you’ve literally eaten nothing or at the most something from the vending machines on your break and we care]

Janis: [Obviously this card is adorable and we need the booze but we’d be so confused about the lunch like what you nerd but just sharing that like there you go]

Jimmy: [the shrug that’d happen like if you don’t want it don’t eat it because ngl we’d assume she’s offended like when she wouldn’t let us help her during anklegate and when we made the dog walking suggestion, and obvs we don’t need to share this like it’s a picnic because we actually have had fuck all to do but feed and care for our sibs so we’re fine]

Janis: [a fake #shook look ‘cos you’re a known fat bitch like what]

Jimmy: [busying himself with the usual smoking rigamarole that we very much know the drill of by now]

Janis: [‘that is what I asked for’ like #bants]

Jimmy: [also shrugging off a layer so she won’t freeze to death like oh right yeah there you go too]

Janis: [‘they won’t come look for my body’ like they don’t give a shit, don’t worry but not attempting to give it back or anything]

Jimmy: [gonna say there’s a zip that you reach over and do up because you literally did that on the school trip and it was a moment then and it is now and what better way to say you’re not doing it for them without actually saying it]

Janis: [just looking at him in response, not quite a LOOK but not totally not, wondering if he’s going to say anything ‘cos we’re not babbling like an idiot the whole time]

Jimmy: [always gotta return a look even if it’s not a full LOOK and then drawing a ? on her hand like what/are you okay bae]

Janis: [‘what are- are you- were you-’ and then UGHing ‘cos you don’t know how to phrase anything you want to say/want him to say and shaking your head and going back to smoking silently like forget about it]

Jimmy: [a soft nudge that’s supposed to express it’s okay if you wanna have another go at saying any of that and also okay if you don’t and an equally soft ‘hey’ because he literally hasn’t said anything lol]

Janis: [just like oh hey, like you’re here then but not going too hard with a pisstake ‘cos not in that kind of mood hens, have a ‘hey’ back]

Jimmy: [‘feels like ages’ obvs meaning since they saw each other last/ all of that stuff happened earlier but we never offer any clarification of any kind and it’s lowkey like are you talking to her or to yourself sir]

Janis: [but we feel the same so we’re immediately like ‘what have you been doing?’ because clearly been angsting our whole shift]

Jimmy: [a nod to wherever Bobby’s card is because we’ve just been looking after him and probably having another row with Cass because of the mood we were in tbh but she doesn’t need to know that]

Janis: [nods like makes sense but, not really what I meant but you didn’t ask like YOU BEEN STRUGGLING TOO so fair enough]

Jimmy: [doing the ? a bit bigger and with slightly more pressure from our fingertip because we know there’s something but we don’t wanna be like WHAT? PLEASE TALK TO ME!]

Janis: [‘you made me feel like shit’ but there’s a question at the end there like do you feel anything or am I the only one struggling here]

Jimmy: [‘me an’ all’ do we mean we made ourselves feel like shit or you made us feel like shit too, the answer is both ofc, because suffering always ‘I thought we were getting our heads round who each other were’ because true, like can you honestly not see how I feel and why I’m doing what I’m doing]

Janis: [‘yeah’ because whatever is happening here, we know you aren’t living your best life either boy, and then taking the longest pause genuinely thinking ‘I thought so too’ such a sad little shrug ‘probably just wishful thinking, eh’ like that’s not gonna happen for either of us, lies]

Jimmy: [the MOST resigned sign ever like yeah okay, you must be right because we’re full of self doubt always, thanks for that Ian, and we’re not gonna fight any of that when you’re confirming it for us]

Janis: [we’re there too, oh guys it doesn’t need to be this drama stop]

Jimmy: [tuck the other cigarettes you wrote her not name on into the pocket of the jacket you lent her because you know she has the lighter you gave her before she gave you yours as a gift like okay I’m just gonna piss off to the shop for party stuff nbd]

Janis: [‘what are you doing?’ a fair question]

Jimmy: [a nod in the direction of what’s left if anything of the bottle he gave her like there’s your answer]

Janis: [‘what’s the point of doing that now?’ like are you cray, where’s your head at ‘cos mine is not at this sleepover]

Jimmy: [a look like what else am I supposed to do because if we sit here in awkward silence or worse try to act like that wasn’t just said, I will actually die]

Janis: [the levels of fuming we are like oh OKAY and just leaving in the direction of Hollie’s]

Jimmy: [not letting you try and stop or go after her and make this worse, walk away thank you and go get lost such is your lack of a sense of direction]

Janis: [this is such a bad idea you simply should’ve left girl]

Jimmy: [fight Mia tbh]

Janis: [honestly I do not know what’s gonna go down but you cannot invite work boy now that’s for sure lmao]

Jimmy: [lord no]

Janis: [not having you bang him when we’re meant to come back from all this...heh]

Jimmy: [not having Jimothy beat up this poor boy]

Janis: [it’s fine because even if you’re talking to him such is the drama, you’d figure it’d be cringe to invite him to this mess so we can avoid that without just avoiding it because we don’t want to]

Jimmy: [could invite Harry we’ve done that before on previous jj attempts]

Janis: [that works better because we don’t care about you even a bit like you’re a dickhead we don’t wanna be mates with in any sense so you can come and bring god knows who else]

Jimmy: [please bring your brother even though Mia’s busy banging Hollie’s because will amuse me]

Janis: [why not honestly, may as well show him out the gate what you’re like ‘cos that’s going to be a drama in and of itself]

Jimmy: [he must be a messy bitch too so god knows what he’ll be doing]

Janis: [maybe trying to get on Ella]

Jimmy: [loves it]

Janis: [evidently your type of energy so]

Jimmy: [how am I gonna get Jimothy here though hmmmm]

Janis: [clearly we’ve fully just put the address out there now ‘cos we don’t give a shit so you could see that and map or see a group of peeps evidently on their way from school; either way, it’s already gonna be 0-100 by the time you show]

Jimmy: [good idea boo, do you wanna have him walk straight into the Harry situation or is there anything you wanna do first?]

Janis: [even though we’re like FUCK IT ALL, we aren’t going to make it that easy/that obvs to the gals that Harry is there for us/like omg she’s cheating!!!1/!? So you probably will see her amidst this chaos first]

Jimmy: [the locked eyes across the carnage cliche, because he’s obvs fully blending in and ignoring everyone and everything like the ghost boy he is but she #sees him huns]

Janis: [we do, because you do know each other fgs, but for now we’re just bowing like ta-da/you’re welcome ‘cos obvs you’re so buzzing about this party babe, you just couldn’t wait]

Jimmy: [actual sarcastic slow clap because we don’t give a shit either rn]

Janis: [lord knows what every gal is doing but just pointing out the ones you can see with your eyes like there, night’s ruined, happy now?]

Jimmy: [just signing ‘I don’t care’ at her because we truly don’t but we’re not gone enough we’re gonna shout that across a party, I assume it’s something he would have taught you because flatwhite shade without them knowing so]

Janis: [just looking at the door he’s barely coming in with his haul like mhmm like neither of us needed to be here but that’s not a convo we’re ready for clearly boy, walk off now and find some other source of drink]

Jimmy: [raising the bottle he’s drinking out of like a cheers in answer to why you’re here because true what are you gonna do go home and chill with Ian and his nearly gone stash, I think not]

Janis: [I think we could all find better parties when we have nothing else to do boy but you know, life sucks and y’all don’t wanna not be at the same party, even if we’re just dancing and dranking with anyone rn]

Jimmy: [I’m cackling imagining some CG peeps trying to talk to him and he’s just fully blanking them like he’s a real deaf mute]

Janis: [we’re not here to make friends tonight babes, I’m thinking you probably didn’t invite your colleagues hen because the time? You’ve not had it]

Jimmy: [I wanna spare you that because they are probably decent-ish and you could get some mates out of it eventually and you deserve that babe]

Janis: [likewise Pete or any other decent colleague does not need to be here, just the people we can throw to this mess happily]

Jimmy: [agreed because the levels he is not gonna try with any of y’all tonight when he barely does anyway, regretting his #lewk now because he looks great and I’m sure plenty of girls are trying to get his attention, soz boy]

Janis: [another reason to be fuming at you, like fuck you boy, straight up here in our PJs ‘cos lord KNOWS we’re not changing into anything Hollie has I’m sorry]

Jimmy: [we all know damn well she looks incredible, gonna say he goes to smoke outside and escape everyone but obvs there are just different girls out there to notice you so you can’t cos I’m evil and it’s legit when they’re running around looking like models]

Janis: [y’all don’t intentionally go around pulling focus yet here we are, like there’s so many people here, leave them alone lmao]

Jimmy: [fully will just have to hide like when Cook popped out of that wardrobe with that vodka or whatever it was]

Janis: [clearly going to bump into each other whilst trying to hide, such is your vibe]

Jimmy: [and he totally will give up said hiding place for you because a gentleman underneath it all]

Janis: [being like ‘wait’ but then just taking some of his drink ‘cos you ain’t ready to say nothing]

Jimmy: [only not fully letting her have that as well because he doesn’t wanna walk away]

Janis: [‘this is shit’ in a tone that sounds like you’re talking about the party even though you clearly are not]

Jimmy: [‘yeah’ likewise and taking the bottle back because you’re a fat bastard who ate too much earlier to be drunk enough for this]

Janis: [‘I don’t know how they can all be so boring’ again, you mean literally everyone at this soiree but you could just be dragging the gals]

Jimmy: [a shrug and a big drink because he was gonna say something complimentary about how she’s the only person who isn’t and that’s not something he’s drunk enough for either ‘will to live?’ like maybe that’s why they’re looking on the bright side and making mems]

Janis: [a pfft like I think not ‘not a brain cell to kill between ‘em, more like’]

Jimmy: [a nod like yeah, once again you’re probably right]

Janis: [‘least some of them are better to look at than the gals’ as if you didn’t find him hiding and your jealousy isn’t totally unwarranted lmao]

Jimmy: [his own I think not noise and facial expression as he looks around like um where but then looks at her ‘one of them is, more like’]

Janis: [making you say ‘who?’ like an idiot before you can stop yourself because clearly you stormed back and got on it immediately like honey]

Jimmy: [just loling before we can or would stop ourselves ‘should’ve done you more sandwiches’ because affectionately have to call you a pisshead/lightweight always]

Janis: [pushing him like shut up but not in a fully pissed off way ‘cos we did that to ourselves there]

Jimmy: [a lock and key mime for his lips and chucking that imaginary key into the chaos we left because obvs need to go harder than a zip now that we feel like we just keep fucking up today]

Janis: [do a sad thumbs up that’s barely worth faking honestly]

Jimmy: [a thumbs down of course because we hate that and everything rn]

Janis: [pushing the corners of his mouth up ‘not your party, only they’re supposed to cry’ at least y’all only needed to do this much and Mia is gonna take it from here messing up everyone’s evening but you don’t know that yet lol]

Jimmy: [I love how personally she would take it even though nothing they’ve done this evening has actually been about her in the slightest, but meanwhile Jimothy’s just looking at his bae, blinking away fake tears and trying not to cry in an OTT way but it’s too real because he is that sad and would like to]

Janis: [‘pussy’ but in a soft as hell way, which we have to cover by dramatically wiping away said imaginary tears like get a grip hun but just looking at him sadly ‘cos he looks so sad]

Jimmy: [opening his mouth as if to say a million things but saying none of them as per before closing his eyes, taking a deep breath and opening them again then shaking his head/himself all like he’s pulling himself together for the lols if anyone asks but we are also actually trying to]

Janis: [the BIGGEST sigh as this all transpires like okay and getting up and putting out a hand to pull him up like ‘can’t hide forever then’]

Jimmy: [not taking her hand but not in a petty king way but like a sad child when they just don’t want to]

Janis: [‘it’d be a shame to waste your outfit’ like you look great boy and we aren’t going to pretend]

Jimmy: [looking down in such genuine confusion/almost like we’re in a dream because it feels like another life since we wanted to serve a #lewk for you gal ‘bit late’ cos it already is a waste and a shame obviously now that we don’t have the bae on side and everything’s fucked]

Janis: [‘what else can you do?’ Echoing what you didn’t say but we very much got the message from earlier boy and just shrugging helplessly]

Jimmy: [‘what else can I?’ like tell me how to fix this because I tried explaining and apologising and not talking and walking away and all the things]

Janis: [‘it’s-’ and stopping ourselves like UGH ‘-how can I say it without throwing out a it’s not you it’s me?’ like let’s not hit that cliche ew]

Jimmy: [‘just-’ his tone is just pure desperation and frustration at the situation they find themselves in, goodbye ‘tell me’]

Janis: [‘every time I forget this is fake, you remind me that it is’ just blurting that out so fast, like, hope you got that boy because we’ve shut our mouth like no more]

Jimmy: [a look like yeah same because I let myself think it was real and then you left and then earlier I let my guard down again in an intimate way and look where we are ‘don’t just put that on me’]

Janis: [‘I didn’t call you a job after-’ and a look just like what ‘cos we don’t understand our role in this right now problematic queen]

Jimmy: [‘I’m not doing you a list why you’re as bad’]

Janis: [just shaking our head and gesturing like there we go then, there’s nothing more to say]

Jimmy: [a gesture like off you go then]

Janis: [‘fuck you’ but do leave]

Jimmy: [gotta let her go boy even though I wish you wouldn’t]

Janis: [‘cos we know you’ve gotta go let Harry snek flirt on you now ugh]

Jimmy: [how do you want this to pop off? When we did it before I think they were grooving and another time I think they were just talking/flirting]

Janis: [hmm, I kind of want to do dancing because the gals are that messy and as are we but also no one but him would need to notice because of said mess so it wouldn’t fuck everything]

Jimmy: [the awkward moment Jimothy’s reaction might direct attention to this but I agree, it’s a good shout when everyone is clearly dancing with everyone and being a state]

ella & mia, how’d your night go babes] Janis: [well couples have domestics and if you wanna say shit@

Jimmy: [the way he’s gonna just push Harry away from her not in the !! way of fuck off I’m gonna beat the shit out of you immediately that everyone would be living for but just really dismissively like who the fuck are you, move]

Janis: [The way that rat is gonna be like I’m here with her, like she invited me, we’re dying we want to throw up lmao]

Jimmy: [he’s just gonna be like ‘piss off bellend’ in a tone that implies not a single person would or does believe that thank you, even though we secretly do obvs, gotta keep it dismissive and unfazed unless he makes us smack him lol]

Janis: [we’re just here also trying to bring that casual energy despite how far from it we feel like ‘can you just give us some space, like’ to Harry like the politest fuck off so he doesn’t go and chat shit on you but also does leave, hopefully]

Harry cos you know he’s a twat who won’t go in a chill way ever and there’s only the slightest threat in his voice despite the fact he wants to murder you] Jimmy: [give Jimmy his oscar tbh, thanks Ian for helping us bring an energy we definitely don’t feel to a shit situation, because he’s just gotta be like ‘you heard’@

Janis: [Starting this drama that’s only gonna escalate when he feels like you do this to him again, yay, can just make some comment about seeing her later as you go now though ‘cos we ain’t brawling here and now not like this]

Jimmy: [Jimothy you’re not as hurt as you’re gonna be soon but you still have those OG rib injuries so no brawling for you thanks, once he’s gone just saying ‘fuck you’ back to the bae but quiet because we’re livid and hurt ‘I would never-’ like this is one of the reasons you’re as bad since you asked and walking away]

Janis: [Starting to nod like, yeah, I know, I know that was bad but then he’s gone before you can commit to anything more than that nod]

Jimmy: [fully just walking out and leaving this house with no thought to anyone or anything like]

Janis: [I’m like don’t you dare follow him bitch, don’t you dare, going outside but stopping you from doing that because we can’t, let him go]

[dlwritings]

Inexplicably in Love | Steve Harrington

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pairing - Steve Harrington x plus-size!reader word count - 3,318 warnings - insecure reader is insecure A/N - takes place in between seasons 2 and 3 - idk I’m crying but it’s whatever

This one’s for the anon who requested it and for all my plus size gals who don’t look like Ashley Graham. (No shade to Ashley. She rocks. I just don’t always feel like she represents my kind of plus size.) Some of us don’t have sexy curves. Some of us are just mushy. But you know what? We’re cute! And someday we’re going to have non-fictional Steve Harringtons who love us and our beautiful squishy bodies. And someday we’re going to love our own squishy bodies without the validation from someone else. I already love ya’ll. Also to my squishy guys and non-binary pals! I see you. You’re all gorgeous, and I love you too.

summary - You’re having an off day riddled with insecurities about yourself. Lucky for you, Steve is the sweetest boyfriend on the planet and knows just what to say and do to make you feel a little bit better.

It was Friday night, and you had plans with your boyfriend, Steve.

Boyfriend. Even after almost seven months, the word still felt weird coming out of your mouth attached to Steve Harrington’s name.

Steve had been working at Scoops Ahoy for about a month, and he wasn’t crazy about it. He felt indifferent about his only coworker, Robin, and some of the customers who came in on the daily drove him up the wall (*cough cough* Erica *cough cough*). The one plus side was that every other Friday, he got to close, and on those Fridays, there was usually a new shipment of ice cream. So on Thursday, he would make sure you were mentally prepared to come to the back entrance of the parlor the next night when the rest of the mall was closed so you could try the new flavors together. It had happened only three times so far that summer, but it was easily Steve’s favorite part of the job.

And usually, you were excited for it too. You and Steve would try all the flavors and usually make out in the back until your butt got sore from sitting on the counter. And then you’d go make out in his car until your curfew. It was a fun routine.

It was just that, today, you weren’t feeling so hot. No, you weren’t sick, and you didn’t have a headache or anything. You were just having one of those days. One of those days where every outfit you put on was wrong, and your tummy looked too pudgy from every angle, no matter how hard you tried to hold it in. You spent the entire day in bed, only getting up to shower in the morning, grateful you didn’t have a job you needed to go to. Your parents were at work all day, and your mom only came in your room when she got home to say hi and ask if you had eaten dinner already. You lied and said you had.

On these days, when your insecurities ate away at you, you needed to lay in bed and sulk. It was like purging for you. You just had to get rid of all the bad feelings so you could feel refreshed and put on your happy face again.

The truth was, you were never confident or outgoing or extroverted or popular. You honestly had no idea why Steve was attracted to you in the first place. You looked nothing like any girls he had been with in the past. And you weren’t really friends in high school. He wasn’t mean to you or anything. You actually sat by each other in most of the classes that you had together and often got in trouble for whispering, passing notes, or snickering during a lecture. Still, that didn’t mean you were friends. At least not in your mind.

You were Dustin’s neighbor and would sometimes get roped into babysitting him. This happened the day he trapped “Dart” in his cellar, and it changed your relationship with Steve. And, you supposed, with everyone else involved. Just, obviously, not in the same way.

From that night on, you and Steve were inseparable. It didn’t take long for the two of you to become official. And you were happy. Genuinely, really happy. You just still didn’t get it. And it wasn’t easy to be in a relationship you didn’t understand. You were constantly questioning it. Always wondering if Steve had some twisted ulterior motive. And you could never go out with him in public without noticing all the people staring. You knew what they were wondering. It was what you were so often wondering.

What is he doing with her?

Today, you had to shake all those thoughts away and go be with Steve. It was 9:30, and he was expecting you around 10:00, so you dragged yourself out of bed and put on some clean clothes. (You has been wearing your pajamas all day, putting on a clean pair after you showered.) Your parents liked Steve, but you knew they wouldn’t be too thrilled if they knew you were leaving the house late at night to meet up with him. So, like usual, you opened your window and climbed out, glad that your room was on the first floor as your feet touched the grass. Your parents slept like a rock and turned in already at 9:00, so you started your car without fear of waking them up and made your way to Starcourt.

You tried giving yourself a pep talk throughout the whole drive. Today was just like any other day. You didn’t look any different than you did yesterday, and you felt fine yesterday. This was fine. Your jeans buttoned up, and your t-shirt fit over your stomach. What more could you ask for?

A tummy that wasn’t so round. Boobs that didn’t seem too small because your weight rested in your stomach. An ass that wasn’t flat above your thick thighs. You knew curvy girls could be beautiful too, but you weren’t like those curvy girls. You didn’t have a round ass and big boobs. You were just meh. Just kind of there. 

You pulled into the mall’s parking lot feeling no better about yourself than you had when you left your house. You pulled down your car visor and opened the mirror, practicing your bright smile for Steve. You added some lipstick for good measure. If you could flash your pearly whites behind some killer red lips, Steve would be clueless to how sad you actually were. You loved Steve, but he could be so oblivious sometimes.

Steve was waiting for you outside the usual back door with his silly sailor costume on, sans the hat as usual. He greeted you with a kiss on the cheek and let you inside the mall. “We got three new flavors,” he said as you made your way through the back hallways. “Strawberry cheesecake, caramel chocolate chip cookie dough, and brownie fudge swirl.”

“Sounds good,” you said. “Did you try any yet?”

“What? No!” Steve laughed. “I waited for you. It’s tradition.”

“It’s also tradition for you to steal a scoop and pretend like I don’t notice,” you teased. Steve shrugged but didn’t attempt to fight the smile on his face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sweets,” he said. “I would never set sail on my ocean of flavor without you.”

When the two of you got into the kitchen, you jumped up on the counter next to the freezer. Steve smiled and walked over to you, passing the freezer and focusing only on you. “What’s on your mind, sailor?” you teased, putting your arms over his shoulders so you could twist your fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck. Steve didn’t usually let people touch his hair, but he had a soft spot for you, so he let you do it.

And who was he kidding? He was like a puppy. He absolutely adored it.

“You look gorgeous tonight,” he said, putting his hands on your waist.

“Steve,” you said with a roll of your eyes. “I look gross. I’ve been in bed all day.”

“You have?” he said, sounding genuinely confused. And that was fair. You didn’t usually spend an entire day in bed. Usually you sat outside on your front porch with a book or went out to the store just to get out of the house. “Are you feeling okay?”

“‘M fine,” you said, moving your hands from Steve’s hair. You needed a subject change. “Alright, let’s try this ice cream!”

Steve obliged, grabbing his ice cream scoop and then reaching into a cabinet for some plastic spoons and paper cups. You were grateful he didn’t seem to notice your odd behavior.

But he did. Steve wasn’t as clueless as people thought, especially not when it came to you. He could tell something was wrong, and he had a hunch he knew what it was. When you were wearing your bright red lipstick (the one you only kept in your car), 99 out of 100 times, you were having one of your off days. Steve thought you were beautiful, but he knew you didn’t think the same. Some days it was easy to convince you to see your beauty. Other days it was harder.

Steve opened the freezer and dished out two scoops of each flavor into three bowls with one flavor in each bowl. He handed you a spoon and kept one for himself. “First up,” he said dramatically, “strawberry cheesecake.” You both took a spoonful, clinked your spoons together to cheers, and took your first bites of ice cream.

The routine continued for all three flavors until you decided on a favorite: the caramel chocolate chip cookie dough. You were both all smiles as you continued to eat your ice cream, sometimes feeding each other spoonfuls because you were just that adorable.

Steve started to throw everything away and clean up the rest of the back room, and you stared at your feet. “Hey Steve?” you said, looking up at him.

“Yeah?” he said, flashing you a sweet smile.

“Is there anything you don’t like about yourself?” you asked. “Like, about how you look.” Steve let out a low whistle and leaned his back against the table across from you.

“That’s a loaded question,” he said. “Why do you ask?” You just shrugged and stared down at your lap. “Well, I mean, of course I do.”

“You do?” you asked, looking up at him.

“Everyone does,” he said.

“But, like what?” you said in genuine disbelief. “You’re-” You cut yourself off and motioned to him. Steve laughed and ran his hand through his hair.

“Sometimes I don’t think I’m muscular enough,” he said. “I’m kinda scrawny. And I can’t grow facial hair very well. And I have a square head.”

“A square head?” you repeated, unable to hold back your giggle. “What are you talking about? You don’t have a square head.”

“Yes I do,” he said. He turned his head to different angles, trying to prove the fact to you. You just rolled your eyes and put your hands behind you, leaning back on your arms.

“You’re ridiculous,” you said.

“Why’re we even talking about this?” he asked, stepping closer to you. He opened your legs so he could stand between them.

“I don’t like my tummy,” you said. It was matter-of-fact. There was no reason to skirt around the edge with Steve. “It’s too pudgy. And my boobs and my ass suck because my weight just carries weird. I’m like-” You thought. “I’m like the Michelin Man. The Michelin Woman.”

Steve scoffed, “Who’s ridiculous now?”

“I’m not being ridiculous!” you said. “You know it’s true. Everyone knows it’s true. I’m a walking, talking marshmallow. You should just paint me white and make me sell tires.”

“Stop,” Steve said, furrowing his eyebrows. He put his hands on your waist, and you visibly cringed. You knew he was feeling your squishy sides. “(Y/N),” he said, putting his fingers under your chin and making you look up at him. You had been worrying your teeth into your lower lip to stop it from quivering. “You’re so beautiful,” he said. His voice was soft, but firm. “I love your body. Every part of it.”

“You don’t have to say that just because I’m whining,” you said, wiping a stray tear that had fallen down your cheek. “I didn’t mean to invite you to my pity party.”

“I’m not just saying that,” he said. “I could spend hours just holding you and touching you and kissing you.” You blushed and looked away from him again. He made you look at him. “I’m serious, (Y/N). I never get sick of your body.”

“You haven’t even seen all of my body,” you muttered. “I’m sure you’d find parts you didn’t like.”

“Have I ever given you the impression that I wouldn’t like what I saw?” he asked.

“You don’t know what I look like under all of this,” you said, motioning to your clothes. You had this aching feeling of shame in you, and nothing you were saying was making it go away.

“Jesus, I wish we weren’t having this conversation in Scoops fucking Ahoy,” Steve said, pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers. “I know that when I take off your clothes, there won’t be a supermodel underneath, but that’s not the point. 90 pounds, 100, 200, I don’t care. I love you because I think you’re beautiful, inside and out. And when I see you naked for the first time, it’s not going to change my mind.”

There were two things to note from Steve’s short speech.

The first was that he spoke in phrases of certainty. When I take your clothes off. When I see you naked. Not if. When. He wanted to, but more than that, he planned to.

The second was that he said I love you.

In seven months of dating, neither of you had ever uttered those words. Steve had a sketchy past with love, so he no longer tossed the word around lightly. You had never been in love before, and the idea of it scared you.

Yet there you both were: a sailor boy and his shy sweetheart. Inexplicably in love.

You hadn’t realized you were crying until you felt a tear slide down your nose. You wiped it away and sniffed. “You love me?” you said. Steve smiled and wiped some more tears from your cheeks.

“So much,” he said.

You didn’t ask him why, and you didn’t ask him if he was sure. That’s what people would expect you to do. Insecure girl needs proof that someone loves her. That was one stereotype you wouldn’t fulfill. Instead, you laced your fingers in his hair again and whispered, “Say it again.” Steve was happy to oblige.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” he said, “I love you.” You let out something that sounded just as much like a laugh as it did a sob and kissed your boyfriend. He smiled and kissed you back, welcoming your body into his open arms.

“I love you too,” you muttered, pulling away only slightly and only for a millisecond. “In case that wasn’t clear.”

“Mm, good to know,” Steve joked. “And I just want you to know-” He pulled back a bit and pressed his forehead against yours. “-if we weren’t in this god forsaken ice cream parlor, I would be stripping you of every piece of your clothing so I could properly worship every-” He stopped and kissed down your jaw. “-part-” His lips settled at your neck, sucking at a spot that made you grab a fistful or his hair. “-of your-” He bit softly on the spot, certainly leaving a mark you’d have trouble covering in the morning. “-body.”

“We-” You breathed in sharply as Steve kissed the base of your throat and to the other side of your neck. “We don’t really have to be in this god forsaken parlor anymore though, do we?” Steve grinned against your skin and shook his head no.

“Hmm,” he hummed, nipping at the new spot he made. “I guess we don't.”

You and Steve each got in your respective cars and drove to Steve’s house. His parents, as usual, weren’t home, so the two of you headed up to his bedroom, unafraid of getting caught. Your lips were pressed to each other’s as you fumbled to Steve’s room, bumping into walls as you turned corners. When you got into his room, you both made your way over to the bed.

You wanted to say you were excited and eager, but mostly you were nervous and hesitant. Maybe you weren’t ready for this. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust Steve, and it wasn’t that you didn’t love Steve. It wasn’t even your insecurities eating at you again. It was just … you weren’t sure. You just didn’t feel ready.

Still, you owed it to Steve, you knew. For the past seven months, you had been holding out on him for various reasons and now, you invited yourself over to his house and wanted to bail on the intimate activity Steve was expecting? That wasn’t fair. You could make yourself ready.

You truly underestimated how good Steve was at reading you. Your kisses slowed, and the hand that was inching its way under your shirt stopped its movements. Steve pulled back and looked at you, an understanding smile on his face. “You’re not ready,” he said, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. He was almost completely hovering over you, literally about to take off his clothes, and you weren’t ready? What the hell was wrong with you?

“No, I am,” you said, trying to get yourself to believe it too. “I am.”

“Hey,” Steve said, lifting his hand to stroke your cheek. “I’m not going anywhere.” You covered your face with your hands in shame.

“I feel like I lead you on,” you whined. “All that stuff you said at Scoops, and-”

“Everything I said at Scoops will still be true tomorrow,” he said, pulling your hands away from your face, “and the next day, and next week, and next month. No matter how long it takes you, I’ll always mean what I said. I didn’t just say it to get in your pants tonight.” You couldn’t help but giggle, and Steve laid beside you, pulling you close to his chest.

“Why are you the nicest person in Hawkins?” you whispered, tracing the patterns of his Scoops uniform.

“Just in Hawkins?” he teased back. “Not the world? Not even Indiana?” You rolled your eyes with a smile and wrapped your arm around his waist. “Still, I feel like I shouldn’t be praised this much just for being a decent guy.”

“You’d be surprised how rare decent guys are,” you said back. Steve chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“Wanna spend the night?” he asked. “I-” He stopped to clear his throat and scratch the back of his neck. “I bought you some pajamas. They’re in one of my drawers.” You looked up at him.

“You did?” you asked. You couldn’t fit into Steve’s clothes, so whenever you spent the night there, you had to bring your own pajamas along with your change of clothes for the next day. Steve nodded and stood up from the bed, still rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly -a tick he had when he was nervous. He opened his top dresser drawer and pulled out a jersey style nightgown -much like the one you usually brought to his house- and a pair of short black shorts. He handed them to you with an almost embarrassed look in his eyes.

“I hope that’s not weird,” he said. “I guess I, I just figured it’d be easier in case, you know, in case something like this ever happened where you didn’t plan on staying, but you did, and then-” Steve had been so busy rambling that he hadn’t even realized you stood up from the bed and walked over to him. You startled him by placing a kiss to his lips. He relaxed instantly and kissed you back, resting his hands on the small of your back.

“I love you,” you whispered when you pulled away. Steve smiled and brushed his nose against yours.

“I love you too.”

In a relationship, you didn’t need someone to tell you you weren’t fat, because you were, and that was okay. What you needed was someone who took your needs into consideration and made you feel safe, comfortable, and loved, no matter your own insecurities. There was no one who could do that for you quite like Steve Harrington.

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[dykedteach]

10, 14, 15 x

favorite queer character?

Willow Rosenberg was incredibly formative for me. She was probably the first character I saw on tv who I fully understood was a queer person, and I tried to dye my hair like her, I wrote embarrassing love poems about her and Tara, she was my first Halloween costume, all between the ages of like 9-12. I definitely think I recognised something of myself in her early on, even when I didn’t know what that was.

Also, James Flint lives in my heart forever and ever.

"how did they not realize i was gay" moments?

after years of me trying to subtly come out at my old workplace (through comments, jokes, openly swooning over female celebrities, buying all the rainbow desk stationery), I started dating my now ex gf. I decided to come out by posting in the work group chat about how I had a brunch date with a girl, and my coworkers got very excited (it was very much an environment where I was constantly being asked why I wasn’t dating, so to have some news was a big development for them), and they were joking about planning weddings and shit already. This was April time. Between then and September, I was dating this girl, and also asking one of these coworkers (a few years younger than me) for advice on things like meeting the parents, good date spots in town, etc. During the summer, I took my gf on a tour of my town, and my coworkers persuaded me to bring her into work and introduce her. I’d tell them about my dates. The one coworker my age would ask me how “my gal” was, and I’d ask her about her boyfriend. It was fine and nice and seemed very transparent. Then September came, along with my own personal two day celebration (my birthday/bisexual visibility day back to back). I posted something on Instagram for BVD. Not long after, I got a message from this one coworker who I had been confiding to about my relationship all summer, and it said something along the lines of “Oh wait is H your girlfriend?” to which I just....stared? for the longest time? and I replied like “uh, yeah?” and she was like “oh ok lol cool” despite the fact what I WANTED to reply was....you were joking about being my bridesmaid!!! you called her my gal!!!! we talked about me being her date to a formal event and having nothing to wear and you STILL thought it was a straight thing?????

anyway, hets hm? what’s the deal with them?

gayest photo of you?

i thought this would be a fun thing to go back in time in my camera roll and find, but mostly I’m just looking at the difference in my face between the first one and last (summer 19 vs spring 16) and feeling very very old. also it’s a personal achievement that I didn’t just go through and pick all the ones where I’m doing that viral gay girl thing of posing for a mirror selfie with my shirt undone and cleav fully visible

thanks for the ask! 💕

[lovevalley45]

since i’m finished with my s4 rewatch, let’s take a look at some of the worst/funniest file names i came up with

ava, pouring holy water on neron - THIS IS MY BUREAU BITCH

boy ur son just mcdied this isn’t the time

can’t a girl casually text her crush to console him abt finding out a demon killed his father

cat thinks of nothing but murder all day

coming to hell from a costume party

every minute i watch this show my brain cells wither a lil more

fellas is it gay to take on a curse for ur gal pal

get rekt damien darhk

gotta love sara lance beating up an elderly woman

gr8 horny start to the season guys

horrifying, thx phil

how can you be so smart and so dumb in one horny package

it’s fuckable gary time

mick rory said ‘fuck blue lives’

mona is an icon constantly not being attracted to gary

nixon bitchskin

one last tomaz titty slap

rest in piss hank

so did courtney ford have to watch her husband passionately make out with an old woman or

that’s not how u get pussy ray

the cowboy kink never sleeps 2.0

THEY DIDN’T LEAVE ROOM FOR JESUS

things you never want to hear ur coworker say to you

this team is so horny

when your teammate tries to smoke but this is a CW show so he can’t

where’s the deleted scene from ‘welcome to the jungle’ where mick tries and fails to kick his dad in the balls as nate is like ‘y’all won’t believe this’

why did no one tell her anything abt amaya at all

YEET ME BACK (YEET ME BACK TO LIFE)

zari’s not skilled in L’Art De Romance

[effievescant]

Raven Saunders for @seraphinabelle bachelorette challenge (This is so late, I’m sorry!! I’ve had no time to even open my game oh my god)

Raven Saunders 27

I’m a bisexual gal.

I am a musical theater actress and I aspire to be a master actress, I’m currently living in San Myshuno because I am in SimWay’s Waitress the musical! I play Dawn and honestly I relate to her so much. If you wanna know more about me, just look up Dawn!

I love the outdoors! I love camping and fresh air and running around with my dog.

I’m such a goofball. Puns are my favorite!!! I just hope you don’t find listening to them to be a punishment! Haha! Get it??

I am an insider. I know everything that’s happening among my friends, my coworkers, celebrities, everyone! My nose is in everyone’s business.

I’m a super bubbly person and I need someone on the calmer side to balance me out which is why I’m really hoping to meet Lani :)

Yes, I’m super excitable but I can be chill when it’s important. I tend to have a very positive attitude but I always try to be sensitive about other people’s emotions and how me being overly positive might affect them!!

The first outfit is what I normally wear and the second is my costume for Waitress. It’s hard to see but I have a lot of piercings. One in my septum, one on my lip, two on my ears and I have a pierced eyebrow but I hardly ever wear anything there.

Anyway, have a lovely day!!

(I didn’t have time to edit these very nicely but I guess it’s just more genuinely what she looks like haha... So sorry about how delayed this and I definitely understand if she isn’t qualified but I love her so I wanted to try!!)

[bensolosjourney]

The ‘No, duh!” question

I’m going to Hollywood Studios Orlando in less than 3 weeks. 

This would completely surprise my coworkers and some of my friends, but interacting with costumed characters makes me a little nervous. (i.e. I’m shy. . . but not visibly so.)

I’d love to be the gal who can whip out the sass, play the game, and zing with witty one liners, but I’m a bit slow on the draw and always come up with the right thing to say 10 minutes after an interaction.

I also know they don’t let you cosplay if you’re over 14, but I’ll be doing my hair like General Leia (i.e. simple Hoth crown braid which is not far from my usual hairstyle.)

Because I’m totally more Leia than Rey.

So I’m pretty sure I’m going to go to the Launch Bay and see Kylo Ren.

So, looking for advice from my fellow Reylos -

Suggestions on what I should  wear (temps are in the 70′s F)?  Should I wear a simple ‘Star Wars’ T-shirt, or should I try to make something more cosplay-ish (which is allowed.)

How should I react if I get ‘arrested’ by storm troopers?

Anyone done one of these meetings?  What happens?

Thanks, fam.

[artificialqueens]

Follow Your Arrow Pt.1 (Trixya) - Pichitinha

A/N: I am back with even less plot than the last two times! I bet you didn’t think that was possible, but it is. Anyway, Trixie’s an aspiring country singer and I am obsessed with Brandy Clark ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ It’s on AO3 as usual and you can find me here as @pichitinha. Enjoy!

Katya has spent the entire afternoon checking the clock behind her every five minutes, yearning for it to go faster, to reach 5pm soon so she can log-off her computer and get the hell out of the suffocating building.

It’s nearing 7:30pm when she manages to do so. She’s tired, all the muscles in her body hurt from sitting down on her horrible chair and her mind has practically given up at this point. She’s angry, she hates the place and the job and, okay, she doesn’t hate the people because she doesn’t really hate anyone but by god are they boring and no help at all in making the day any better. She’s also sad, she’d been looking forward to going over to Alaska’s so they could watch the new episode of their reality TV show together but she’s missed it because one stupid client had kept her for over two hours longer than she needed to stay.

She wants to quit so bad. She really wishes she could.

As soon as she hits the sidewalk and looks over to the bus stop where she’s supposed to go, she sees her bus there already, the last passenger climbing in. She makes a motion in its direction, considers running and yelling and raising her arms to call the driver’s attention, but she’s a bit far and knows the chances are small. Her body aches and she doesn’t have it in her. She settles for the fact that the next one will take at least thirty minutes and that she’ll be home in just a bit over that if she walks, so she starts walking in long strides.

She’s never walked home from here before, but she knows the city and she knows the way. She takes this opportunity to look around, to see what’s changed in the streets she’s known since she was a child but hasn’t visited in a while. She’s surprised by the amount of new stores and bars and clubs in what she remembers being a fairly residential neighborhood.

She comes to a stop in front of a bar. It looks like it’s themed, part sci-fi, part medieval, sort of steampunk style. She can faintly hear the sound of music coming from the inside and it sounds live. It’s a man and he has a nice voice and he’s singing some sort of acoustic version of a song from N'sync.

She can’t say she isn’t curious.

Usually Katya avoids bars, thinks it’s easier to not tempt herself even though she’s fairly grounded in her sobriety for a long time now and can easily be around alcohol with no issues, but she needs to go in and see what this place is about, thinks about having a cool new place to bring her friends one day so they’ll stop saying her outing choices are always weird and the same. Maybe then they’ll just be weird but new.

She enters and she immediately loves the crowd around the bar. It looks like a regular bar - as in, non-gay, which is a type of place she hasn’t visited in a while - but everyone seems weird which is something she appreciates and it makes her feel at home. There are people dressed in steampunk costumes, there’s a crowd on the biggest table that is all in cosplay and Katya thinks they’re celebrating something, and around the bar there are people dressed in all possible different styles.

Near the stage she sees the sign: Variety Amateur Cover Tuesday. The guy on the stage is finishing his cover of Bye Bye Bye as she sits down and soon a girl in punk clothes comes in and starts singing something that Katya thinks is from The Clash, but she might be wrong. She figures that that’s what variety means, that they have all different musical styles, and Katya looks around to see that everyone is there for that, that everyone is simply enjoying all the songs from different styles and she smiles.

She orders herself a ginger ale, decides to sit in for a few songs before heading back home to take the shower she so desperately wants and needs, and upon closer inspection she sees that there’s a list close to the bar with the names of the people that’ll be performing and what musical style they’ll be doing. She figures which one is the girl singing right now, and if she’s right the next one will be country.

That’s a drastic change. She hopes the girl - Trixie Mattel, says the paper - will be able to hold the crowd.

Soon enough the girl is leaving the stage to a round of applause and oozing country style comes in the person Katya assumes to be Trixie. She has her guitar on her hands, she’s wearing blue cowboy boots that don’t quite go but don’t quite clash with her yellow dress either, and her hair is definitely going for full Dolly Parton fantasy.

“Hi, I’m the gal that’s not here a long time, but I’m here for a good time, Trixie Mattel!” she says to introduce herself and fixes her guitar on her lap as she sits on the stool, and Katya can’t help but laugh at her remark. “Despite the hair and the style I will not be doing Dolly today. I hope you enjoy, though.”

Trixie adjusts her short pink nails on the guitar strings and starts a slow but catchy melody. When she starts singing, Katya is blown away by her voice. She doesn’t know the song, has no idea who the artist is, but she finds Trixie’s choice good because the lyrics are incredible. She sings with emotion and Katya finds herself wondering how much of the song applies to her own life.

“- it’s been a forty-hour week, and it’s only Tuesday -”

“Uhuh,” Katya hums in agreement to the words and raises her glass slightly, and she’s mildly surprised when she realizes that Trixie notices it and smiles a bit at her as she keeps on singing.

“- she lights a cigarette out on the balcony

When she gets a couple minutes to herself -”

She raises the tone at that, the words leaving her mouth in a beautiful strong tune, and Katya nods again, but this time Trixie’s looking down at her guitar, her fingers looking agile and natural on the strings as she keeps singing to the crowd, never once faltering.

When the song is nearing its end she stops playing the instrument and follows the rhythm using only her voice, and Katya knows that that’s a fairly common practice for singers, but as someone who sounds like a strangled eagle, she’s in awe.

“- So she’s a mom and a dad and a taxi driver

When the baby’s sick, she’s an up-all-nighter

A hand and a shoulder and a referee

A real life hero if you ask me

‘Cause those kids ain’t gonna raise themselves -”

She plays a couple of final notes on the last verse, lets the sound end together with her singing, and Katya finds herself clapping louder than anyone in the room when she bows. Trixie’s eyes turn to her and she smiles one more time, and then she’s leaving the stage, going on the opposite direction from Katya.

Katya bites her lower lip and looks down to her watch. As much as she wants to get home, it’s still early and she can spare a few minutes. She looks around, checks every corner to see if she can find Trixie, but the singer is nowhere to be found. Soon the stage is taken again, this time by a guy to whom Katya pays no attention at all as she orders another soda and keeps looking around, convincing herself she’s not waiting for Trixie to appear again even though she most definitely is.

The guy on stage finishes his R&B - in the back of her mind Katya thinks he sounded good and she claps, but she’s not really sure - and the next person on stage seems to work for the bar as he’s giving an announcement.

“Hi, everyone! I hope you’re enjoying the songs, we’ve been getting really good reviews on our Tuesday night variety shows. Please don’t forget to vote on your favorite artist of the day when you leave, we wanna know who to invite back for our other shows. Enjoy the rest of your night!”

Katya glances around the room one more time, and when she fails to see a high blonde Dolly Parton hair, she drinks the remainings of her beverage and moves to the exit. She sees the voting poll on the wall, and looks carefully for Trixie Mattel on the list.

Check.

*

Katya has never, ever in her entire life worked late unless she absolutely needed to, so when she insists to her coworker that she can stay and finish her report on the following Tuesday, everyone thinks she’s going crazy. She shrugs though, doesn’t want to explain because for one thing they’re not her friends, and also she feels a bit silly.

Katya’s never, ever willingly listened to a country song before either, but as Three Kids No Husband remains on the repeat, she guesses things can change - although this is not the version she wishes she was listening to, no matter how good the singer’s voice is or the fact that the song is in fact hers.

She leaves around the same time as last week, just a few minutes early just in case, and speeds up to the bar. She looks for the same spot on the counter, it has a good view of the stage, and glaces at the list of the day. She figures they’re at the person right before Trixie, and she sighs in relief at not having missed her, although she immediately scoffs at herself. What is she, a teenager?

She claps as the person on stage finishes her song and soon Trixie appears. Her hair is a lot different this time, it’s tied on a messy bun - the kind that for sure was made to look that way, as the front frames her face perfectly - and the rest of the outfit fits together better. She has on yellow cowboy boots this time and a cute white dress with yellow ribbons on them. Just the same as last time her lips are pink, and she brings them to the mic to greet everyone.

“Hi, I’m the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe, Trixie Mattel!” Katya doubles over laughing and it doesn’t seem to go unnoticed by Trixie. “I hope you guys enjoyed last week’s song because I’ve got another one from the same artist. Thanks for voting for me!”

She once again hits the strings with dexterity and Katya notices they’re not painted this week. She starts singing and her accent seems stronger in this song, which starts slow but soon builds up and, as this time Trixie’s standing up, she starts swaying to the sound. It’s incredibly cute and Katya’s hypnotized.

“- There’s no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion

The only thing savin’ your life

Is that I don’t look good in orange and I hate stripes -”

Trixie doesn’t sing only with her mouth, she performs the song as the words leave her and the face she makes in the chorus is so perfect you’d swear that said cheating guy from the song is right in front of her at the moment. Katya is once again wondering how much of the song applies to her life, doesn’t think anyone can sound so sincere without relating to the words to a certain level, and she really, really hopes that today she manages to at least say hi and ask her that.

When Trixie finishes singing she claps loudly again and Trixie still makes a point to let her know she saw it. She leaves the stage and Katya finally looks at the bar, realizes she hasn’t ordered anything and asks for a virgin cocktail, her mind to focused on where Trixie could be to fully care which one.

As the bartender hands her the glass, though, she feels a tap on her shoulder.

“Call me out on stereotyping but you do not look like a country enthusiast.”

She turns around fast, recognizes the voice, and in the fast motion manages to spill part of her drink on her own hand.

“Oh! Hi. Uh, yeah, I guess I’m not really a country fan. I like your renditions, though.”

Trixie smiles again, and maybe it’s because she’s close, but it looks so much more honest now. It’s at the same time smug and shy and Katya finds herself smiling back.

“I’m Trixie,” she says raising her hand.

I know, Katya thinks. “I’m Katya.”

“Well, Katya, can I join you for one drink? I gotta go soon, but my throat is really dry.”

“Of course.”

Trixie orders her drink and only once she has it in her hands that she turns back to Katya, who’s sipping on her straw and staring at her like an idiot.

“So, you like my shows?”

“From the bad jokes at the beginning to the last strum of you guitar.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t laugh, I see you from up there!” She’s laughing as she says it and it’s the first time Katya notices she has dimples. She loves them. “But anyway, I love when non-country folk like my country music. Well, not mine, but you know.”

“It’s quality music, though. You sound very sincere when you sing it, almost like you’ve lived it.”

Trixie smiles lightly at her, takes a second to sip her drink and Katya can see her thinking about what to say.

“Well. There’s definitely no husband, but there are no kids either. And I’ve definitely never found my boyfriend with another woman in our bed. But I do think I look bad in orange.”

“I doubt that,” Katya replies without thinking, then clears her throat quickly before continuing, doesn’t give time for Trixie to reply to that. “You have a boyfriend, though?”

Trixie laughs so hard that her head falls back and no sound escapes her mouth.

“Oh. Oh wow. No. I most definitely don’t.”

Katya knows that tone. She knows that laugh, knows that look, understands perfectly what her body language is saying. She recognizes every bit of her actions in herself, many many times before.

“Cheers to that,” she offers raising her glass, hopes Trixie will get it and that she’ll be as excited as Katya is right now.

She smiles and raises her glass, her blue eyes as clear as day. “Cheers.”

*

Katya has a total of six blouses, three skirts and two pairs of pants that she uses to go to work, combining them absentmindedly every morning, not really caring much whether they match. She sits behind a desk all day, shoulders down in boredom, and the only people that see her daily outfits are the bus driver, a few people on the streets, and the receptionist.

So, yeah, she feels a little self-conscious when it’s Tuesday morning and she’s wearing a dress. It’s not a fancy dress by any means, and it’s definitely not new, she wears it quite often to all types of events such as visiting her parents or having friends over to her place. She’s never worn it to work though, and she wonders if anyone will notice. She hopes they don’t, she hopes no one asks what’s the big event as she knows they normally do, because she can’t really find it in herself to say that she wants the country singer from the weird steampunk bar to notice it.

She does, though. She really hopes she notices it. And she feels a rock at the bottom of her stomach at that thought, that feeling. How long has it been since she’s felt interested in anyone beyond a mere sexual attraction? Real fucking long.

She plugs in her earbuds as she steps out of her house and for the first time since she got this job and started making this route to the bus stop she doesn’t hear the sounds of the city around her. She never listens to music on her way to work, always minds her surrounding and the life going on around her, always pays attention. Today she has a deep country singer blaring two songs on repeat on her ear, and she closes her eyes to see if she can hear Trixie’s voice over it.

The day itself drags, uneventful as usual, and Katya is ready to leave by 5pm even if she knows she’ll probably be waiting for over an hour at the bar just to see one performance. She waits for maybe half an hour but finally gives in, tries to walk calmly towards the bar and wonders where this infatuation came from when she’s never been one to develop feelings before being with someone. She’s much more of a one-night-stand-turned-into-relationship kind of person than a pining-for-ages-before-sex.

She likes adventures though, likes the unknown, the mysterious side of life. She’s excited about this, and she doesn’t let its uncertainty deter her.

She enters the bar and it’s a lot earlier then she usually arrives; it looks like it literally just opened. They’re setting up the stage and the ambience music is pleasant, and either way Katya takes a moment to once again appreciate the crowd, takes a deep breath as she sits down and decides to eat something while she waits, doesn’t want to hang around for so long just waiting for Trixie to appear.

She can’t stop herself from looking around, finishes her food and her drink and tries to move her eyes away from the door where she thinks she’ll come in unless there’s a back entrance for performers. It’s still early and she’s anxious, so she exits quickly for a cigarette because she’d need one anyway but also because she wants to calm down a bit.

She’s almost done with her cigarette when she hears the faint sound of a guitar. She curses and runs back in, can’t believe she sat there for so long just to almost miss her now.

She comes in in time to see Trixie start singing, she’s once again standing up and she has on a pink dress with a full skirt that dances around her legs as she plays and sings, and Katya doesn’t miss the way that her eyes keep moving to the spot where Katya was sitting the two weeks before.

She also doesn’t miss her smile as she sees Katya by the entrance, bites her lips as she considers whether or not she imagined that wink.

“- There ain’t no mall - no Waffle House

But there’s always something to talk about -”

Trixie doesn’t falter though, whether she winked or not, and she actually laughs a little at the lyrics as she sings them, as if they bring a story to mind. She imagines it briefly, a town with nothing going on, one school and one factory maybe, wonders if that’s the kind of place Trixie grew up in and how she presents herself so poised and outgoing on stage if that’s the case.

“- Yeah, it’s a big day

In a small town -”

As usual, Katya doesn’t even notice she’s clapping fiercely until everyone quiets down around her and she only stops her palms when Trixie looks at her before leaving the stage. She looks for the closest seat, doesn’t want to move and have that as an excuse for Trixie not finding her, and wonders if - hopes - Trixie will come find her.

She does and she has a big smile that makes Katya’s stomach give a somersault - but she also has two drinks in her hands, which makes Katya’s stomach drop.

“Hi, Katya.” She sits down as she slides one of the glasses to her and Katya takes one second away from her dread to consider that Trixie remembers her name.

“Hi!” she says as she takes a hold the beverage, but doesn’t near it to her face. “I missed your entrance joke.”

Trixie squints her eyes mockingly. “It was on purpose, wasn’t it? Don’t lie to me.”

“Of course not, how would I know if your jokes are improving if I miss them? Duh!”

Trixie laughs and sips on her beverage, and Katya knows she should do the same, but she keeps her hands steady on the glass, both resting on the table.

She might as well just say it, right?

“Uh, thanks for this.” She nods towards the glass. ” I don’t drink, though.”

“Oh.” Trixie raises her eyebrows.

“I just-”

“You don’t have to explain. If you don’t drink, you don’t drink. I’ll order you something else.” She moves her hands to take the glass back to herself but Katya holds it possessively, not really sure why.

“You don’t have to-”

Trixie just rolls her eyes. “Tell me what you like, I want to buy you a drink.”

Katya’s in the middle of protesting, but closes her mouth shut at that. I want to buy you a drink. She gulps and lets go of the glass, which Trixie takes to herself.

“A virgin version of whatever that is will be fine.”

Trixie nods and goes up to order it and Katya feels herself relax again.

Is this a date?

Trixie sits back down with a new glass now in front of Katya and she takes it thankfully.

“So, are you from one of those small towns you were singing about, Trixie?”

Trixie considers her, gives off a tiny smile before looking at her again.

“I don’t know, would you say that an hour drive to the nearest McDonald’s would qualify it as such?”

“Oh my god.”

“Oh, yeah. I mean, to be fair I’m from Milwaukee. But like, the middle of nowhere part of it.”

“Hah! Of course. How did I not notice it before.”

“I mean, I’ve lost my accent, so.”

She says it seriously and Katya isn’t sure whether she’s joking or if she really thinks she did, so she tries not to laugh. She fails though, finds it adorable the way she flushes a little and smiles back as she giggles.

“Humf, don’t talk to me about accents, miss Boston.”

Katya leans in. “If you must know, I’m Russian.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Da.”

Trixie squints her eyes. “Are you serious?”

Katya nods and sips on her drink, searches for Trixie’s face to see if her eyes are following her lips. She thinks they are, but she’s always been one for projecting. “I moved to Boston when I was three, though.”

Trixie rolls her eyes and slaps Katya’s arm playfully, and so what if she thinks she feels sparks where their skin touches? “That doesn’t count!”

It’s easy, natural talking with Trixie. Flirting, she considers - maybe. It’s been so long since she’s felt this immediate type of connection with someone, she’s not sure if she’s seeing to much into it.

She sips on her drink again, smiles around the straw at Trixie, and her heart’s as light as a feather when Trixie does the same.

Oh boy is she screwed.

*

Katya ends up leaving the bar much later than she intended for a Tuesday night and still when she gets home she realizes she didn’t ask Trixie for her number. She feels like an idiot for the rest of the week, walks past the bar a few times in hopes of running into her, but apparently she really only goes over on Tuesdays. She settles for the fact that she’ll only see Trixie the following week, isn’t exactly comfortable with how sad she is at the thought, thinks it’s completely crazy she’s already this deep into something - is is even something? - with someone she’s practically only spoken to twice.

It had been for hours though. So much laughter, so much in common. It’s rare that people will get her dry humor so effortlessly, that they’ll laugh so hard and give her all that attention. She wants to repeat that so bad, wants to sit at a bar for a few more hours and then maybe a restaurant and then a café and then anywhere really.

She might want to date Trixie. God, what is happening to her.

Next Tuesday she gets to the bar early again, but this time she refuses to get up from her seat. She won’t miss Trixie’s entrance again, wants to hear every word she has to say and wants to be very attentive to her eyes. She hopes they look at her.

She’s looking so forcefully to the stage she almost misses it. But there’s no way to not notice her pink jumpsuit and long wavy beautiful hair. She’s stunning and Katya’s is unsurprised.

“Hi! I put the pal in high school principal, Trixie Mattel. My first song of the night is going to be a sad one, so please forgive me.”

First song? Katya sits up straighter at the thought. There’ll be more.

She starts the first few chords and the tune itself already saddens Katya. She doesn’t know what Trixie will sing, but she knows she’ll get emotional.

Trixie’s voice is raw as it runs over the words, it’s pain and it’s earnest and Katya knows Trixie’s said she doesn’t always relate to what she sings but that just makes it more awestrucking, really, that maybe all of this emotion in her voice might not be real. How does one fake that? And how could Katya possibly know when she’s being real considering this?

“- Since you’ve gone to Heaven, I’ve struggled with goodbye

And broke a lot of promises I made the day you died

Wish I was more like you, less like myself

And I wish that I could talk to you 'cause I could use your help -”

Katya can’t particularly relate to the words at this moment, thankfully has her entire family living close by and finds happiness in their presence. She can imagine it though, what would be like if a tragedy like that were to strike. She wonders briefly if Trixie’s lived it. The thought saddens her.

When she finishes singing she comes down by the front of the stage, doesn’t bother with going backstage to drop her guitar or whatever it is she usually does in there. She makes a beeline for Katya and sits down by her side, her lips curved in a beautiful smile that makes Katya almost forget all of the sorrow that her words just cause her seconds ago.

“Hey! I’m glad you got here in time to see my first song.”

She’s glad Katya’s there. Maybe it’s not so bad that she’s infatuated.

“I’m glad I did, too. I didn’t know people could convey so much emotion through a song.”

Trixie blushes slightly, almost imperceptibly below her makeup, and Katya is delighted at the sight.

“Yeah, well. I went to drama school.”

“Oh? So you don’t really relate personally to the song?”

Trixie chuckles a little, and Katya knows that whatever joke she’s about to say, it’s gonna be sort of depreciative. “I don’t even have a dad!” And she laughs awkwardly, as if that’s ok as opposed to just not.

“Oh.”

“I had a step-dad growing up. But it wasn't… let’s just say that the chances of my brother being an alcoholic were higher with him than without.”

Katya remembers those lyrics in the song, something about a brother not being sober, and she gulps down the lump in her throat. Trixie doesn’t notice though, for the first time seems to be solely focused on herself, and she takes Katya’s silence as an indication that she should tell more.

She doesn’t have to, but Katya’s happy to listen.

She tells her things that Katya thinks she herself would never tell a stranger, maybe not even a friend, if she was in her place. Tells her childhood traumas and long lost dreams and the hardships that she went through before finding herself in a city she still can’t call home.

And she’s real, she’s so real. Katya can now see the difference between the stage honesty and this by a million miles. It’s astonishing really, it’s beautiful and heartbreaking the way she’s holding herself now, so vulnerable and sincere, and Katya keeps thinking back to how true she sounded as she sang earlier. Goosebumps raise on her arms.

Katya gathers the courage to touch her arm, decides to share a bit too because it seems only fair, but right then they announce Trixie’s name on stage and she remembers that she’d said she would perform again tonight.

“I… I’ll be right back, if you’ll stay?”

She looks uncertain as she asks, sort of in a hurry as they’re waiting for her upstage, and it baffles Katya that she even has to ask. She’s deviating from her regular way, putting on nicer clothes, listening to country music. She’s not leaving that bar before Trixie finishes performing.

“I’m not leaving this bar until you finish performing.”

She’s lost control of her mouth apparently, but as Trixie simply laughs before dashing off to the stage holding her guitar, Katya can’t help but giggle to herself.

“Ok, so this one will be a little more chipper than the previous one. I hope you enjoy it!”

Katya knows she will, is convinced that Trixie is somewhat a sorcerer for getting her hooked up on country music, and she can admit she’s pleasantly surprised at the topics of the songs Trixie’s been choosing.

She loses it when Trixie sings “rolls herself a fat one”, though. This might just be her favorite.

“- You know life will let you down

Love will leave you lonely

Sometimes to only way to get by

Is to get high -”

Katya can’t stop her smile as Trixie sings, almost laughs because yes, she agrees wholeheartedly, but also because Trixie definitely doesn’t look like the type that does.

Katya enjoys the song throughout, and she’s pleased to realise that so does the rest of the bar, as they clap and agree as she sings, send her off with a round of applause at the end. This time she goes to the back of the stage, probably off to put her guitar away and drink some water, but before she does she searches for Katya’s eyes, as if confirming she’s still there.

Katya feels her gaze at the bottom of her stomach. She readjusts on her seat.

Trixie is back within minutes, seems happy that Katya’s still there. She’s happy, too. “I should’ve known that the way into the audience’s heart was to talk about weed.”

Katya laughs but feels a bit ashamed because she also felt more enthusiastic today. Instead, she deflects, “Well, which one are you? The woman getting high on her kitchen table or her teenage self that’d frown upon it?”

Trixie shrugs. “I mean, I got high once.”

“Once?” Katya wants to hide her surprise, but she really can’t.

“Yeah. It was stupid, I was trying to impress this friend. It made me impossiblyhungry-”

“Yeah,” Katya agrees, but apparently Trixie’s not finished.

“I mean, horny.”

Katya almost falls off her chair. “What?”

Trixie doesn’t seem to notice how dry Katya’s mouth has gone, only nods as she moves the straw around on her drink. “Yeah, like, full-on horny. If I were ever to have a threesome, that’d be the day.”

Katya can’t do much but stare, does not want to picture Trixie being high and horny, but can’t really help it. She gulps and focuses on her drink, hopes Trixie can’t tell how bothered she is at the moment, hopes further that if she does, that she’s not uncomfortable with it, but when she finally manages to look back at Trixie, she can’t help her surprise when she sees her smirk.

Oh, okay.

“How about you?” Trixie asks when Katya still can’t find anything to say.

“Thanking god everyday for the mary jane.”

She laughs, but doesn’t break their gaze. “Maybe we could smoke together, someday?”

Katya’s breath catches on her throat, her hands freeze around her glass.

It made me impossibly horny.

Maybe we could smoke together.

She looks inside of herself for the Katya that usually doesn’t get flustered and that goes to bars and can easily get a girl. She really wants that Katya to help her now.

“Absolutely. I always have a joint at home.”

This time Trixie’s the one that stares, her eyes searching and considering. Finally she grins and sips on her drink.

“I guess I’ll have to come over.”

*

Trixie doesn’t come over that Tuesday, but Katya didn’t expect her too. And she’s not too bothered when they part ways, because Trixie tells her she’ll be performing there Saturday as she won the weekly polls and she invites Katya to watch her. And Katya manages to agree immediately and to offer her phone number just in case.

Trixie says she’ll text her so she can have her number too, but she doesn’t, and it’s not until Thursday that Katya realizes she’s an idiot who managed to give her old number.

She gets to the bar Saturday on the agreed time and looks for Trixie everywhere, wants to explain herself before she goes on stage, doesn’t want that stress roaming on her head stopping her from enjoying the show.

Then she sees a short pale blue dress and massive wavy blonde hair and she knows she’s found her. She tries not to stare at her figure as she strides over, wants to reach her before she disappears.

“Trixie! Hi!”

“Oh, hey.” She seems uncertain when she sees Katya. “I didn’t think you were coming.”

“Of course I came. I fucked up last time and ended up giving you the wrong number, that’s my old phone. I’m sorry.”

“Oh!” Trixie exclaims, readjusts the guitar strap on her shoulder. “That’s fine, do you want to-”

Whatever she was about to say, she’s interrupted. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, Trixie Mattel!”

She looks over at Katya, bites her lip, but Katya just reassures her.

“Go on, I’ll sit down somewhere.”

She watches her go and then she looks around. It’s a full house - it is a Saturday - so there are no tables, but there’s an empty stool on the counter and she hops on it.

“Good night everyone. Thanks to all of you who voted for me on the weekly cover night. I’ve been singing songs by Brandy Clark and today I’m just gonna shift a bit and sing a song she wrote for another singer. I hope you enjoy.”

The crowd cheers and Trixie smiles and Katya can’t help but smile, too. It’s another cheerful song, still undeniably country, and Trixie’s voice once again takes the room in stride.

The lyrics are great, too, and Katya feels confident today when Trixie looks over at her when she sings the chorus.

“- Make lots of noise

Kiss lots of boys

Or kiss lots of girls

If that’s something you’re into

When the straight and narrow

Gets a little too straight

Roll up the joint, or don’t

Just follow your arrow

Wherever it points -”

She orders herself a water, drinks it without stopping to breathe and orders a second one.

It’s today.

When she least expects it Trixie’s saying her goodbyes and leaving to the back of the stage. Katya straightens her back, waits for her to appear. She’s there quicker than ever, looks for a stool and when she can’t find one just stands leaning on the counter really close to Katya.

“When the straight and narrow gets a little too straight?” Katya asks her, watches the small dimples appear on her face again as she laughs.

“I’m not really a fan of straight things.”

Katya laughs. “Me neither.”

Right then the person on the stool next to Katya gets up and Trixie sits down, ordering a drink.

Katya’s not backing down.

“So, kissing lots of girls?”

Trixie shrugs, Katya sees her trying to stop her smile. “I’m more interested in kissing this one particular girl as of recently, actually.”

Katya nods, swallows down the nervousness. “Yeah, me too.”

“Maybe we could roll up that joint, now?” Trixie offers, looks expectantly at Katya.

She takes a deep breath and smiles. “We definitely should.”

[howtohero]

#056 Public Identity Heroes

(These ballsy mofos!) Heroes with public identities are the guys, gals and non-binary folk who, for whatever reason, just don’t see the need for all that secret identity hullabaloo. These are the guys who says things like “Why should I wear a mask when my face is so attractive?” or, “Why take on a codename when my regular name is the most beautiful sound in the Nine Realms?” Ugh. These guys. Sometimes they’ll wear a costume but that’s usually just more of a fashion statement or because their costume is actually very practical battle armor that shoots missiles from the knuckles. These are the nerds who hold press conferences to brag about their superheroic feats. You should never call press conferences to brag about your own superheroic feats. That’s tacky. Be humble. Save the world privately. Gosh.

If you’re going to be one of these punks you’d better be nigh-omnipotent (or just completely omnipotent) because otherwise the lives of your loved ones are going to be at constant risk unless:

You have no loved ones. Which is sad, but makes sense since you clearly have a habit of recklessly endangering the lives of your friends and family.

You don’t piss off enough high-profile bad guys for this to be a serious concern. Which means that you’re not doing a good enough job as a superhero to be holding press conferences about it.

I mean, I suppose you could set up a deal with the government to put your loved ones in witness protection or something but that is a far from perfect plan. Who’s going to pay for new homes and identities for everyone you love? The government? Doubtful! The taxpayers? They’re not gonna like that! You? How! (Wait, are you rich? Can you send me money? I’m trying to buy this water slide that’s shaped like a dragon that I saw online. Also a pool.) Also you have to consider the fact that the bad guys will just go after the closest person to you that they can find. You can’t exactly place everybody you’ve ever met in witness protection. Your third grade math teacher? In danger. A guy who once gave you a ride to a party because he had a stomach thing and wasn’t going to drink anyway? In danger (and not just from the growing ulcer in his stomach though he really should get that check out). Your coworkers, your little league coach, your neighbors, your mailman. If you decide to go public as a hero you’re placing everybody in your life in danger all the time. Additionally, witness protection files can be hacked. There are dozens, if not hundreds, (if not millions!) of active super-criminals who are either skilled hackers or who have technology related superpowers and who can, therefore, easily uncover the locations and new identities of your loved ones and either take action against them themselves or sell off that information to other, more violent, criminals. (You see, what I find so dang charming about the water slide is that dragons are not often associated with water, they breathe fire and soar through the air and stuff, so there’s an extra sense of irony and novelty to the whole thing.)

Really the only way you can be a superhero and not wear a mask or make up a codename is if you operate on another planet. Spacefaring heroes don’t have to worry about their secret identity nearly as much because if any of their alien enemies set out in search of revenge they’ll have to go to Earth and that could easily be construed as an alien invasion which would, as we’ve discussed, trigger a response from the entire superhero community. But even still there’s a slight degree of danger and I’m not sure why you would insist on having that. Another thing to note is that operating on an alternate dimension’s Earth is not the same as operating on another planet. There is almost certainly an alternate version of you on this other Earth and if you show up and starting punching bad guy while having their face and name you are totally endangering them and their family.

So why would a hero ever decide to eschew a secret identity in exchange for putting the lives of their friends and famjams in mortal and ever-present peril? It’s possible that they do it in an attempt to gain the public’s trust or to inject more transparency into the superhero world. They also severely cut down the chances of their deaths being faked or their identities being stolen by criminals. I mean sure, a truly innovative and enterprising criminal still could do those things by like, killing a clone or literally stealing the hero’s actual face, but the odds of those things happening are far lower for a superhero who doesn’t wear a mask. They might also believe that they are completely negating the chance of a supervillain using their secret identity to blackmail them into doing some sort of evil or dangerous act (such as, for example, breaking into hell and stealing a soul.) The logic behind this, however, is incredible flawed. While a villain might not be able to use their knowledge of your secret identity to blackmail you you’ve instead allowed them to threaten the lives of your loved ones to make you do things for them.

Honestly though, the simple truth is that most of the time none of these rationales even cross a hero’s name when they decide to go public. They’re just being arrogant. They think that they can have public identities and that nothing bad will come of that. They haughtily think that no villain is going to blow up their house or kidnap their mother or poison their dog or hold their coworkers hostage, and they’re just plain wrong. Every time. Supervillains are evil, they will not hesitate to use every advantage you give them to make your life a living hell. Take my advice, make a codename, and wear a mask.

[themaddynocon]

Dario the Bachelor

I’m sure you have a few questions: Who is Dario? Why was he the Bachelor? What does this have to do with you, Madison?

Let me explain.

So, I listen to a radio show based in San Diego, CA called “Rock 105.3”. Their international phone screener (Dario) has been single for a while, so they decided to host, “Dario the Bachelor” at the local Dave & Busters.

Now, how this works is ladies 21+ applied via their website to compete for his “love”. You had to write a little about yourself, why you would want to date Dario, and submit a picture. If you were one of the ladies selected (they chose 10 total), you would have to take a nerd test, compete in a game, and also answer a “Dario Scenario”. This is all intermixed with one on ones, rose ceremonies, and a fantasy suite for one lucky gal. Did I mention that this is all very public and in front of hundreds of people? (Besides the fantasy suite, hey-o!)

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. Participating is a ballsy move! And, it was. It took a lot of convincing from friends and coworkers to actually sign up. I bet you’re also wondering, is Dario worth ALL that!? Guess you’ll have to keep reading to find that out (insert suspense here!)

Fast forward to a week or so after applying; It’s the night before. I get a call from the station that I was selected to be a part of the event. My first thoughts are “they must have run out of women and I was like the last one they called” and “holy crap, $#!+ just got real”. The only information I was given at this time was to “wear a cute cocktail dress”. Fun fact, I went and bought my dress that night!

I don’t know about you guys, but I have a tendency to overthink things. I can be spontaneous, but knowing details and having plans is my comfort zone. I like to know what I am walking into, and I basically walked into this blind. I had 24 hours to prepare, and had no clue how to prepare for any of it! 

Then in what felt like the blink of an eye, it was time to head over. I had gotten off work, did my hair (toss), checked my nails; How was I feeling? Feeling good as hell! But also, nervous as hell!

I ended up getting to the venue a little early. As soon as I walked in, I felt eyes on me. You know how you can just tell when people are staring at you? There were already a bunch of P1′s (what they call fans of the show) there scoping out the contestants. I quickly checked in and realized it was also still too early to enter the venue room, so I decided to hang out in the bathroom (I was told that’s where the other girls that had arrived early had gone too). 

I had no idea what to expect, but I knew that I wanted to make friends from the get-go. Let’s be honest; Bitches can be cray. I did not want to be on anyone’s bad side. Luckily, every girl that I talked to ended up being super sweet! I was relieved that it was nothing like the actually show, The Bachelor. All of the ladies that competed were awesome, and I even made a few new friends! 

Then, it was actually time for all the contestants to go on stage. Here’s where things got more interesting. They had us line up in a specific order (random side note, I noticed that I was set as the 7th lady in line, which is my lucky number!) and then we would walk up on stage, introduce ourselves to Dario, and then line up on the other side. Clearly I was not paying attention, because when it was my turn, I said my hello and quickly tried to clear the stage for the other girl to have her chance to say hello. I ran past my spot where I was supposed to line up and the host started yelling at me to come back! Naturally this became one of the running jokes of the night (pun intended). For those of you who know me personally, we all saw this coming. We all knew I was going to do something awkard and embarrassing; It’s just who I am. 

Then, the first event started. This was the “Nerd Test”. I am happy to report that I actually knew most of the answers to the questions he asked (they were pretty high-level nerd questions though). It’s funny how you can know the answer to something and then when you’re put on the spot in front of a crowd, everything you thought you knew goes out the window. He asked me what Spider-Man’s Aunt’s name is, and for the life of me I could not remember it at first. I ended up getting the answer right, but he chose another girl for the first one-on-one. They went off and we had our first break. 

During this first break was when I realized that not only did friends come, but a good grip of my family came too! I was NOT expecting this at all (More on this later). Then after a few minutes, it was time for the first rose ceremony. 

The girl who got the one on one was obviously safe, so he had to choose 6 more girls to keep, meaning 3 were sent home. I was chosen, and then we went right into the next part of the event: Ski Ball!

Ski Ball did not go so well for me, and I actually think that I might have done second worst of the entire group (LOL). One of the girls that was towards the back of the line ended up killing it though! It was super fun to cheer her on. She literally crushed everyone, and naturally, was given the second one on one. After that, he had to choose 3 other girls, and I somehow managed to make it to the next round (clearly not based on my ski ball skills lol).

Things got a little interesting during this next break though. A girl that recieved an invitation to be a contestant apparently didn’t see it until the event had already started, so she rushed over to the venue and asked if she could still compete. This is where my family comes back into the story. Throughout the evening, my dad had been yelling stuff like “You can do it” and other embarrassing things about me (luckily this was not all heard on stage lol). But, when Dario was asked if he should give this girl a chance, my dad kept yelling “She’s a person too” Let her in!” which I thought was hilarious. But! Dario quizzed her and she did not pass, so she was not allowed to join the contest.

After this, the 3 other remaining contestants and I were brought back to the stage for “Dario Scenarios”. This are situations that might arise if we were dating Dario; He wanted to know how we would handle them. I was up first, and he asked me about costumes for Halloween. More specifically, if I wanted to be a character from Star Wars and he wanted to be a character from the MCU, how would we compromise? Of course in the moment, I was like it really depends on which character from the MCU because I love both franchises. He said he would be Captain America, and I said I would be Lady Thor. Thinking about it after my turn, I would have asked him if he would considered dressing as Star Wars if I dressed as Slave Leia, but again, in the moment with hundreds of people watching, it can be hard to think on your toes. 

Well, apparently he liked my Lady Thor answer, becasuse I was whisked away to the Fantasy Suite! AKA a photo booth with chairs in it at the back of Dave & Busters.

So, I will not disclose what happened in the Fantasy Suite, but I will say that we got to know each other a little better, and that I did think that there was a connection! We were in there for about 10 minutes and then they came and grabbed us.

After the Fantasy Suite, Dario had to choose one other girl to keep, and then it was just a choice between that girl and myself. After he chose the other girl, he was given more time to process his final selection. 

Then, he came back to the stage, rose in hand. I was in the back of the room, so it took me a while to make my way back to the stage (awkwardly the other girl was already up there so they made another joke about me running away again lol). After a lot of talking, rambling, and jokes, he asked me if I would accept the final rose! 

Everyone (well, a lot of people) started cheering and chanting. Then, I realized they were chanting something... but what was it? Mesos? Pesos? I had to ask him, and they were chanting BESOS (mi español es malo jaja) So, after contemplating that for a second, we ended up kissing on stage in front of everyone (LOL). After that we took some pictures, and I was told to wait on the side of the room for him to come and talk to me. I thought this was awkward cause everyone was flooding the stage, but, the promotions team insisted I wait there. 

After this, he met my friends, some of my family, and then I met his siblings. We ended up hanging out for a few hours after the event, playing games, getting to know each other, etc. We ended up winning enough tickets to be able to both take home a commemorative shot glass. All in all, I thought it had gone really well! 

A lot of people are asking me what happens from here, and the honest answer is I am really not sure. I think the ball is in his court now!

It is surprising to say, but I had the best time. My family and friends are still raving about how much fun that night was! Even if nothing ever comes of it, I am grateful for the opportunity to do something out of my usual; Something that made me step out of my comfort zone. I put myself out there, and it worked out for me. You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take! This is such a good reminder to shoot your shot! Life is too short!

Here are a couple pictures from the event:

[sauruslex-blog]

SaurusLex in! I can't even female :O

SaurusLex in! Hello guys and gals!

So… okay it was an impulse. Today’s day was so awesome that I had that itchy feeling that I need to share it with the world. Than here it is a blog on tumblr – that’s strange but let’s deal with it. Today being a geek really hit me. Let’s say I’ve got this work – let’s say I work for “Turtle Company” (It’s not its real name obviously – I wouldn’t tell you the real name of it :D) so I work for Turtle Company and most of my colleagues are female. We had break together (me and three other girls) . They were talking about some hairdresser and hair stylist… I had no idea what they were talking about… I was just watching some Resident Evil 7 gameplay in my Star Wars t-shirt and i didn’t bothered anyone. And that made me think… Can I Even Female? And that was the thought that pushed me to write this blog… I don’t know how to be girly girl… I am just myself – geek in adult world. They asked me about my opinion of the hair stylist work… and I didn’t know what to say. I mean it’s good… I think? Come on gals… I’ve got green ombre on my hair… green ombre that one of my best friends did for me… I didn’t visit hairdresser for years – how am I supposed to know? It doesn’t mean I do not look after myself, I just prefer different ways to express myself. I love video games, TV series, movies and theatre I don’t know anything about hairstyles, about what a is fashionable or “cool”. My brain is stuck on lightsabers and The Tardis . That was the thing that pushed me to share my experience with you. Despite of that? Today i spend eight hours at Turtle Company… my brain was… let’s say I loose few IQ points. It’s just a simple work as a member of return and complaints section in Turtle Company. I have a lot of work, and I am always fighting with costumers (no I do not appreciate it that much as somebody may think). What’s more I need to fight my coworkers as well because they just do not think, and when they think… they over think everything. I mean I really like my job, it’s simple, it’s fun (especially when customers are funny) and it’s so far away to what I want to do with myself in the future that’s overwhelming. But at the same time – my life would be so much easier if I were allowed to just sit on my ass and play games. Okey we should stop daydreaming- I am adult (so I heard). But hey! Today I also went with friends to bar to grab some beers. There were a lot of new people. I hope I didn’t scared them off. I can be so weird on first sight. We were in pub where you can play games on Play Station and other consoles – we didn’t play but that’s okay, I had loads of fun anyway. Those are people that I feel comfy with. Now I am going back home – it’s almost midnight and I don’t know what to do with myself. I have some more work to do when I get back. My mum wants me to dye her hair, and I have a lot of college stuff to do for tomorrow. Because I am studying too. I want to be Educator for deaf children. University is strange place. I mean it’s great but people are just more weird then I am… and I don’t know if that’s good. Let’s say it’s some experience and for today’s note let’s be quiet about it. The main point is to just show you that I am person too. Geek is a person, we are fangirling or fanboying strange things, we get overexcited , we love strange things and we are just passionate about what we love. Stick with me and I will tell you about my feelings. What is strange to me (and believe me… there are a lot of things that I find strange and you will find perfectly normal), what’s normal and what’s just not acceptable. And maybe next time if you want to call someone strange you will think two times. Maybe he is strange but for him this little strangeness is perfectly normal?

(P.S. sorry for mistakes – English is not my first language. I think I can get to more people writing in English plus my bosses would not know I am writing about them :D ) SaurusLex out, take care!