#cuz i played chapter 2 with no glasses on

[bunneryt]

CAN YOU SHOW YOUR SEMI-BUBONIC PLANT GRIEFER DESIGN IF YOU HAVEN POSTED IT ALREADY?! IS HE LIKE A CENTAUR? CAUSE THATS SO COOL AND CUTE I WOULD LIKE TO CUDDLE

Imagine how prickly his grass is. You can cuddle him if you want, as well as ride his back too (but I imagine his back is too short to ride properly.yknow)

[triclitch]

JJK SPOILERS chapter 236 LEAKS

prediction.

Gojo isn't dead. Or we'll he's not gonna be dead.

1 Because in his fight with Toji, he stated that the only reason Toji didn't kill him was because he didn't cut of his head.

2 his head isn't cut off, he's just cut in half and as seen he can regrow limps. (Also, if he can't regrow it, I imagine Shoko can kinda put it back together. And as long as Gojo has enough curse energy. He can flow that shit back into his lower half like blood to make it usable. (Daddy needs his gun people)

3 Gojo also said bye to his dead friends, which tells me that he probably has something up his sleeve.

And when he said he enjoyed the fight.

I think that is him excepting he lost. But not died.

Also the rebirth flowers.

I think the flowers play a huge role, Gojo may not come back stronger but as Geto asked, is he satoru gojo because he's the strongest or is he the strongest because he is satoru gojo.

And I think he is going to realize who Satoru Gojo is without keeping the title 'the strongest'

4 sukuna said don't let me down. And how he will remember Gojo forever.

Sukuna the king of curses, should know about reverse curse technique. And I think it's known that Gojo was holding back due to sukuna being Megumi. (As stated in previous chapters.)

So while they were fighting fighting. Gojo) wasn't going all out.

And as seen through Sukuna's thoughts he does respect gojo.

So knowing this, even though Sukuna can't be trusted! I do think he holds strong loyalty for people who impress him.

(Uraume and now also gojo)

So I think he knows gojo will likely heal.

Now! DO I think gojo will remain a sorcerer? No!

Here's why.

I saw on a stream that while reverse CT flows through the brain, CE generates in the stomach and if that's true. Then that means Gojos MAIN source of CE is well... gone .

BUT!!Like Maki and Toji's weapons, we know things that allow others to see and interact with curse energy are imbued with it.

Like Maki's glasses. 👀👀(see where I'm going.)

Curse energy can be transfered and held.

The six eyes allow Gojo to see curse energy mainly the flow. Therefore the six eyes , must be a sort of pseudo generator of CE. That's why people can't just redirect curse energy to their eyes to be able to be on a six eyes user's level.

So having to use his last and only intact source of generating curse energy, Gojo will use reversal technique to heal himself. But end up leaving himself without six eyes and likely without curse energy like Toji.(the outfit has to mean something other then being Megumi's dads.)

Because although he can heal using six eyes it won't be actually healing from the root so once that input of curse energy is gone there will be no more.

Other theories.

1. We didn't resolve anything with kenjaku, and while sukuna is a villain, I don't think he was the main one. (Cuz how the fuck is Yuji gonna best this man if bro can cut through the world..like wtf Gege you killed gojo just to make another OP character concept qhehe)

So either 1. Kenjaku fucks shit up for everyone, either takes out Kuna, and by this time a healed Go jo jumps in the frey but since he had to literally reconstruct half his body, he will be severely weakened and due to this.

Personally I'd like to see him and sukuna fight side by side, both going all out. And if they lose they die together.

Because I feel if they weren't on opposing sides they'd actually get along.

[shapeshiftinterest]

Petty Little ‘Princess’: bowser x luigi

inspired by what i thought was gonna happen in the first 2 chapters of Deep Down by @super-mollio

big thanks to AllageAntelope from twitter for helping translate and collab on the italian dialogue

it’s like the 7th time he’s been kidnapped and luigi knows bowser’s caught onto his peach disguise

now he’s in peach’s wedding dress and standing at the alter with a smug ass koopa king probably thinking the plumber’ll be the first to crack and call off the wedding

well, 2 can play at that game

story under the read more

Petty Little‘Princess’ (also on ao3)

Luigi glared at the koopa in front of him. This was what, like the 7th time he’d gotten kidnapped dressed as Princess Peach?

He could tell Bowser’d caught onto his disguise this time but the king still hadn’t let on that he knew.

Now Luigi was wearing Peach’s wedding dress and standing at the alter, playing the world’s longest game of gay chicken as Kamek got closer and closer to the ‘I do’s. His feet hurt from being in heels the entire time and the blond wig kept falling into his face.

‘Miserabile figlio di puttana,’ Luigi thought, Bowser’s smug mug staring at him from behind the other side of the veil.

Fine.

If he was gonna be petty and force the plumber to go along with the whole ceremony, thinking Luigi’d be the one to admit he was in disguise, he had another thing coming.

He was a younger sibling, two could play at that game.

“And do you, King Bowser, take this human, to be your awfully wedded partner?”

Bowser chuckled, lifting the veil to smirk at his feisty bride to be. ‘A shame really,’ he thought, looking into the other’s baby blues and reaching a claw towards the medical mask he wore. ‘Red’s brother makes for a pretty cute princess.’

“I do.”

‘Mario’s probably gonna be here any minute. Greenie better hurry up and unmask himself before I do it for him.’

BANG!

Speak of the devil.

The chapel’s double doors slammed open as the older plumber entered the scene. “Let-a go of my-a baby bro, King Koopa!”

“Gwahahaha! Crashing the wedding, Mario? That’s tacky, even for y- GACK!”

Bowser’s monologue was cut short as Luigi yanked the king to his level (having signed the marriage certificate while he was gloating), ripping the medical mask and wig off with a flourish.

“I-a do.”

Without further ado, the dress clad man with a fist full of purple ribbon stared into Bowser’s eyes and gave him the haughtiest look he could muster.

‘Go big or go home,’ Luigi shrugged mentally. And Bowser was the biggest thing in here so...

“Prepara quelle labbra, maritino~.”

“The hell’re you say-MMPPHH?!?!”

“Goodness!” Kamek squawked, everyone else gaping as the two made out at the alter.

Bowser groaned at the feeling of Luigi’s tongue sliding against his own, eyes fluttering shut as his knees went weak, one of them thudding to the ground so he wouldn’t fall over since the plumber was still clinging to his ribbon.

“Hnnnggh.”

Someone coughed in the background.

Oh wow, they were, uh... really going at it.

At least until a pair of comfortable shoes made contact with Luigi’s head. Bowser’s eyes snapped open with a yelp when the shorter man reflexively bit the tip of his tongue.

“Weegee!” Mario waved, tired of awkwardly standing around. Luigi let go of Bowser’s ribbon, the flustered king losing his balance and staggering onto the carpeted floor.

Quickly kicking his high heels off and slipping on the shoes, the green plumber glanced over his shoulder. Bowser felt like he couldn’t breathe as his new consort looked down at him and grinned, figure backlit by the light of chapel’s stained glass.

“See you-a soon, mio re~.”

With a wink and a swish of skirt his skirts he was gone. Mario rolled his eyes at his brother’s performance and sprinted after him, Luigi’s laughter echoing down the hall as Bowser watched in a daze.

BONUS:

luigi is tired emotionally, physically, and mostly because of the wig and high heels

everyone knows luigi’s disguised as peach but bowser isn’t releasing him cuz he wants to humiliate him (it backfires, he’s married now)

mario doesn’t care that they’re married he just doesn’t wanna watch his bro make out with the koopa king

he gets it tho, they’ve discussed bowser’s hotness despite being a bad guy, as siblings sometimes do (personal experience)

luigi’s a younger sibling, his pettiness levels are through the roof

also he’s sarcastic and a little teasing at the end

i wanted to add the koopalings and junior halfway through making this, but wasn’t sure how to do that while also writing bowser and luigi making out

also that’s like 8 more characters and i’m tired lol

translations:

miserabile figlio di puttana = miserable/ petty son of a bitch

Prepara quelle labbra, maritino = get those lips ready, hubby

mio re = my king

[caspersickfanfics]

Oops I thought of more

Sickie is handed a bowl of soup or cup of tea, or is trying to get up and get something and take it back to the room or bed. But then the sickie drops it and it spills everywhere or all over them. The sickie cries, cuz one ouch that was hot- and two they have made a huge mess now, and have given the caretaker so much more work to do and it’s just the end of the world.

the phrases that echo the theme of “breath love if you keep crying you’re going to make yourself sick again” something in that world.

AND imagine, it was GOING to be tcg night. Like, idk how long this fic will be but if it’s a two shot, the second chapter nari completely forgets that it’s the night kaveh and alhaithem are meant to come by to play cards. Cyno, fucking, LOVES, tcg nights. And he’s just, a ball of pout over the fact that they have to cancel. Maybe they forget so much that the other two show up and nari has to apologetically send them away? Or maybe he writes to them a head of time to let them know that Cyno is really sick and there’s just no shot. Cyno feels guilt, and sick, and just oh so sad. (Forgetting that rescheduling is a thing and his friends don’t mind completely)

Oh.... my gosh.............. all of this is such absolute gold *-*

The dropping something bit... I wanna do that to Cyno so bad TTvTT Not only does he drop it but he tries to clean up the mess. Tighnari is out trying to gather medicinal herbs for him or something and gets caught up with a minor forest ranger emergency that he thought would be a much quicker ordeal than it turned out to be. When he gets back, he finds Cyno on the ground, cuts all over his hands, trying to clean up shards of glass. He's having an especially tough time because he keeps getting lightheaded/having coughing fits/etc., and he was so determined to get it all cleaned before Nari got back, not wanting to cause him more trouble. Instead, Tighnari is so shocked that he gets a bit too loud, "Cyno! What are you doing? Stop that!"

And that's when Cyno starts crying ;;-;; because 1) he broke Tighnari's glass/bowl/thing whatever idk 2) he failed to do this one simple task to help Tighnari out 3) he's bleeding and it hurts 4) he's bleeding and it's making the mess even worse and 5) he's managed to upset Tighnari on top of it all and he's so out of it that he doesn't even know why. Is it because he made a mess? Because he didn't clean it? Because he's sick? Because he's bleeding? Because he can't figure out what he's done wrong and he should just know? Because he's crying?

Tighnari sees him tearing up and immediately apologizes, scooping him up into his arms. Cyno goes limp and lets go of the glass and cleaning supplies, sobs wracking his whole body and he's just really confused. Nari explains that he was just worried but he shouldn't have raised his voice, Cyno did nothing wrong, etc. etc. Maybe merge this into the next bit about the crying making him nauseous again. He starts hiccuping and Nari hates it but he knows at that point there's no going back, so he offers the puke basin at the risk of upsetting Cyno again, because the alternative is an even bigger mess.

TCG night being cancelled is so genius - never would've thought of that, but like. YEAH. Of course, this is Cyno, he's gonna be distraught. And. Gosh a part of me is tempted to add that to this fic specifically because Cyno's brain will immediately go back to Nari telling him he's ill because he didn't take care of himself, and so not only is he upset about not being able to play his favorite game, he's blaming himself and his "poor self care" for ruining everyone's fun. Even worse if Alhaitham and Kaveh came all the way out to Gandharva Ville ;;-;;

[moltenraider]

Fortnite mains

Having a main on Fortnite is something special, loving and caring about a skin that has little to no story and yet playing as them everyday really is different than the normal fandom brainrot experience

And today I want to talk about the character that was my Fortnite main

This is Sig

He was introduced on Chapter 2 Season 2, the Spies! Season (known to be the Midas Season and one of the best season)

I have NO IDEA why I started liking him, looking back at his design, he is pretty boring(? Nor even handsome, I do think his model was used for more skins(? Maybe to ones with the face covered. But as you can see looks weird

I really don’t remember why I just connected with him, not even with the first time he came on the item shop, it was later because I remember I waited for months for him to come again, and man, the day I bought him, since that day I used him non stop until I quit playing fortnite on chapter 3 season 3

Naturally, I also drew him a ton

And a lot of things happened since then, I created lore for him, I named him (his name is Sig, in my head his whole nickname was “Signature” and his real name was Edén)

I remember I used him to roleplay, which was what really made me create a deep story and give him characteristics. For example, I explained his white hair and skin by him having albinism (which is not that creative lmao) I also explained that he is always wearing dark glasses because his eyes are very sensitive to light, he was mainly a hacker. And probably one of the most important things I HC for him is that he loves frogs

This was before Fortnite added animals, and when the animals came on the Primal season I WAS SO DAMN HAPPY LMAO

So then, that I made this drawing of him as a frog

And I continued using him, playing with friends, having fun, all while I was going through some hard stuffs on my life (pandemic included)

So Sig really became a HUGE comfort character for me, it’s probably the character that I’ve feel more comfort with, and when I think about him to this day, I still smile by just remember the good times I spend while wearing him on Fortnite.

Of course there was some shitty things happening (like people calling him one of the ugliest skins hfjfh. I mean, kinda) but honestly I don’t care anymore haha

At the time I was so pissed tho, but I understand now.

When I had my 20 birthday I even asked a frog to be drawn on the cake, and it was because of him. I don’t have a pic of that, but that happened fr.

And another important thing about Sig is that he was actually the character I used to learn how to draw nsfw and suggestive stuffs, which to me is REALLY important, cuz this might sound crazy but learning that helped me improve my art an insane amount (just think that at the time I didn’t practice much naked human figure. And when I started doing so, my anatomy learn when to a peak. Yes, drawing nsfw helps with learning anatomy)

So he was also important to me artistically speaking

And while writting this I just realize how important he really was to me in so many ways, and for a character that only has a name and one stupid sentence for description, that is…

Crazy

At last, when I was stepping away from fortnite for personal reasons (and also because my switch was dying) I really wanted to keep Sig in some way

So I made this character, which is clearly based on everything I did with him so far

His name is Caesar, he is a frog

And he was going to be just that, but after all this and him carrying everything that Sig means to me. He is not just a frog character

He is my sona, my second sona to be exact, being the first one The Vicepresident

And that’s the story of how a fortnite skin became so important to me that I made them an actual original character

Right now, playing fortnite again… it might sound weird, but I don’t use Sig anymore, it doesn’t mean I don’t love him anymore, I still do. But his period as my main skin ended years ago, and I don’t want to ruin those beautiful experiences I had with him back then

That’s why he was my main, and now, I’ll wait for other skin to come and be my new Sig.

[unluckycryptid]

Rise of Red!Miraculous Ladybug AU Ch 2 Notes

I wanted to elaborate a little more about the outfits I gave each character in their civilian and superhero form. I also wrote some other notes about the other characters I'm putting in the AU as well as some of my thoughts on writing the last chapter. Check it out :)

See Part 1 of the Headcanon -> Here Read the story on Ao3: Chapter 1, Chapter 2

Let's start with Red's outfits

Civilian form:

So for both Red and Chloe, I gave them outfits more lowkey and doesn't necessarily scream MAIN CHARACTER from what they were wearing in the movie just so they can blend into the background a bit more.

For Red, I went with more of a loose/baggy fit to contrast from her Ladybug outfit.

Top: Like a typical bisexual, Red has a flannel (black majority with red plaid pattern) over a solid black crop shirt

Bottom: Gave her some maroon cargo pants and a pair of doc martens.

Hair: Stays the same in the movie where she has little heart shaped buns

Accessories: Didn't mention them so far, but Red wears a gold heart shaped locket.

Ladybug form:

Literally the first outfit that we see her in, in the movie.

The only real changes are: the mask is solid red with black spots for the ladybug feel, and then I changed her shoes to some knee high red boots (also spotted) just to give her a more superhero feel.

Next up is Chloe:

She has a lot more changes to her outfit in between her civilian form and her Chat Noire form.

Civilian form:

I imagined this to mainly be largely inspired by a school uniform since I mentioned in the latest chapter that Chloe was a transfer from All Girls Academy from Cinderellasburg. And sure she goes to Auradon prep now, but old habits die hard.

Top: Gave her a baby blue polo (inspired by clips of Malia in Are You Afraid of the Dark), and then I gave her Chad's letterman from the first movie

Bottom: Alternates between a pair of khakis and a white skirt. For shoes I gave her a pair of white hightop converse

Hair: Biggest difference lies in her hair in civilian form. Some have already picked up on it but as a civilian, Chloe basically keeps her hair up/styled and never loose and free like it is in the movie. I did this bc I wanted to play into the aspect of her being a lot more restrained/"perfect princess" in her civilian identity

Accessories: I also gave Chloe a hat because I saw the rehearsal with Malia in a white hat and I was like, aight, Chloe's civilian identity gets a hat. Plus it helps a little more with the keeping her hair in line/covered to further separate from the Chat Noire identity. Additionally, I gave her a pair of silver reading glasses cuz she's a nerd who read too much in the dark as a kid. Finally, she gets to keep her choker from the movie.

Chat Noire form

Her Chat Noire form is actually just a black/dark grey version of her outfit in the movie except for a replacement in the jacket. Instead of the padded material we have from the movie, I'm replacing it with a cropped leather jacket kind of like what Claw Noir wears in the Miraculous World movie.

Her choker gets a little bell :D

Can't forget the cat ears and mask. But instead of green eyes, I'm giving her eyes a dark shade of blue tint instead.

Finally, her hair is basically the same as it is in the movie where its all wild and free to show her freedom in the Chat Noire persona.

--Other Notes--

I haven't fully decided yet whether I want to make Chloe and Red actual princesses yet or just a modern equivalent to a princess. I'll figure that out by the next chapter or so.

Like the Power Rangers!AU that I wrote, I'm going to separate Ella, Bridget, and Charming's characters from their Cinderella, King Charming, and Queen of Hearts counterparts

Cinderella -> Cindy Charming (This one is pretty easy)

King Charming -> Reginald Charming (This comes from the Brandy Cinderella movie where the Prince has a long list of names so I just picked one out that sounded like a king's name)

Prince Charming -> Christopher Charming (again, comes from the movie, but he'll take the first name since it sounds more prince-ly) Also, like the Power Rangers AU, he is Chloe's cousin

Queen of Hearts -> Reina Hearts

lol yeah I didn't want to replace her name with Queenie or something but Reina means ruler so I went with that. I'll mention her character a little more later but like we all knew with Gabriel Agreste, Reina Hearts is the Card Queen

Card Queen stuff:

I didn't really see a proper way to fit the butterfly themes/akuma into her aesthetic and I didn't want to just say she's the female version of Hawkmoth

She's loosely inspired by Hawkmoth let's just say.

I switched out the term akuma with card/card soldier (akumatized -> Carded) to better play with her Card Queen theme

We'll find out later how the Card Queen's deck of cards play into the existence of the miraculous.

Thoughts about writing the last Chapter

So the process for writing out this chapter was pretty rough ngl. I knew I wanted to establish what a typical adventure with Ladybug and Chat Noire looked like, but its a lot easier said than done. First, I had to figure out the villain and I was thinking a more Animan inspired chapter so I went with the Jabberwocky. I initially wanted Red!bug to mimic the scene of Marinette jumping into the akuma's mouth and have Chloe!Noire freak out but the physiology of a jabberwocky wasn't making it work. At the very least I wanted to establish Red!bug's "elaborate"/out of the box schemes that put her more in line with the canon ml Ladybug to offset her sassy attitude as civilian Red.

I know I have it tagged as frenemies to lovers, but the enemies part hasn't necessarily shown up. I'm probably going to write a spin off for the series in terms of their origins and how they didn't start out on the right foot in the beginning. Luckily, we have the Jabberwocky line and its gonna start out like the original Adrienette misunderstanding until we get to where I started with their dynamics in the first chapter.

I currently have 11 (maybe 12) chapters planned out for this fic. In the rest of the chapters, I'm probably not going to write out their fight scenes as Ladybug and Chat Noire as detailed as I did in this second chapter, in favor of more internal monologue/character exploration. I'm someone really big on writing dialogue and I love writing Chloe's lines for the flirting scenes, but we'll see how much I can write before everyone understands that Chloe puts the charm in Charming.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading!! Until the next chapter :)

[sunny6677]

Spooky Personality Swap!

Summary:

Literally just a fanfic where different characters in Spooky Month Swap personalities for a day. I don't take requests, but I will try to do at least every character I promise. /lh

Chapter 3: Skid & Roy. (Part 2)

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"Moooom?"

Rang out Reynolds voice from another room, or.. well, rather from behind Carmen as she stood within the confines of her luxurious kitchen. She felt her hair slightly brush against her back as she turned her head, and let her half-lidded gaze wonder over her son who poked his head out from the entrance.

"What is it, Reynold?" Asked Carmen with a sigh, already slightly irritated from how long of a day it had been. Having to deal with all sorts of.. plebians. Ugh.

Her sons expression appeared somewhat.. off. Maybe it was just because she was tired, but the smile he wore on his crooked lips seemed just a bit to big. And his round eyes.. it.. it was hard to even describe the expression in his eyes, had he had one at all.

"Can I go play with my friends?"

..play?

Well, then again, he could have meant video games. But she was somewhat disgusted at the idea of who he could have meant by 'friends'.

"Reynold, it's late. And why would you want to hang with those plebians anyway?"

"Plebian?"

"Yes—you're of a far better status than they are. Why would you wanna hang with them?"

"Uh.. I dunno! Cuz it's fun!"

Carmen arched a brow. "..fun..?"

He still stared at her, a crooked smile on his lips still. After a bit of staring, she felt something within her begin to soften. Well, he.. was a child. He still deserved to have a little bit of fun and all. And it wasn't often she got to see him this happy.

She sighed. "Fine. But be back before midnight."

"Yay!" He cheered, throwing his fists in the air and giving a slight jump. Almost instantly, he turned, and practically zoomed in the direction of the mansions entrance. His feet racing behind him as he quickly vanished. She just.. stared, her mouth slightly turned into a confused snarl.

Still, she shook her head. From the entrance, she saw a familiar slim face peek out with a cigarette hanging from its lips. Her brown-haired, glasses-wearing husband—Richard.

Richard glanced in the direction Reynold went, and looked back at Carmen. Carmen remained silent, and simply gave a shrug while rolling her eyes.

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Robert was simply walking through the small confines of his house, letting his arms remain fully tossed over the other while his hair bounced with each movement he made. It was a late night. A night beneath the usual chill that wasn't at all present in the day. He could hear his little sister giggling from in the living room, watching something on the bedroom TV they owned. His mother was asleep, and.. well, Radford had gone out to hang with his friend. So the house was a little less louder than usual.

He smelt the scent of the leftover dinner his mother had made for them tonight from in the kitchen. Chicken, to be exact. Robert thought about maybe going in there just to maybe clean up (since his sister most likely forgot again), and he even began to turn in its direction.

But then—he heard the sound of something ringing. A telephone to be exact, coming from in the direction of the living room.

He blinked—curious. Usually, whenever he got calls this late at night, it was from Ross or Roy—asking if he could hang out. And.. well, the idea of that sounded nice. He didn't really have much to do tonight anyway.

Noting that he'd clean the leftover dinner after he answered the call, he paced in the direction of the barely lit up living room. The only sight of light was the TV—which practically blinded him while he walked in.

He glanced around the narrow but messy confines of the living room. He saw his little sisters silhouette sitting down from in the corner of his eye. But he quickly looked in the direction of the yellow telephone in the corner of the room, and began to walk toward it.

Once he stopped in front of it, he took the phone—pressing the green button. Pressing it to his ear, he spoke into the speaker.

"Uh.. hey! Who's calling?"

Almost immediately, he found himself practically deafened by the sound of a voice screeching into the phone back at him. A familiar but scrawny one in fact. It was.. Roy.

"Ayyyye!"

He blinked in confusion. And did so for a few more seconds.

"Uh.. hi?" Robert muttered. "Did you—did you need something, dude?"

"Wanna go play with me and Ross?!"

"...uh.."

He.. sounded a bit childish. Robert could practically hear him giggling like a maniac over the phone. Maybe it was another one of his jokes or something. Or—well, he could have been asking if he wanted to go play video games.

"Sure, dude!" Robert shrugged.

"Yayyyy! Hahaha—! I'll see you later!"

The phone gave a click before Robert could even reply, and just like that, his normally angry friend was gone.

He stood silently, before simply putting the phone down and turning around so he could inform his family of where he'd probably be going. Ross tended to have video games, so he assumed they'd probably be going there.

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"I'll see you later!"

Robert had walked out of his house—letting the door behind him give a small click as it shut. He was about to turn his head with a smile. But his smile faltered, and his body slightly flinched as a voice rang out from in front of him.

"Ayeeeee!"

"A—Ah! Oh.."

He stopped. It was just.. Roy. Standing there rather eagerly with his hands all balled up. But he didn't appear to be wearing his usual clothes. In fact, he wore plastic fangs in his mouth seemingly, his hat now gone as he wore a cape over his back. And—

"Uh.. why are you dressed up like that?"

"Cuz it's spooky month!"

..was he doing this as some way to joke around? A slight wave of disappointment washed over Robert. Even when those kids weren't around, he'd still make fun of them.

"..dude, come on."

"What?"

"Stop.. whatever this is! You can't just keep making fun of those kids."

"Kids?"

Roy blinked, and exclaimed suddenly, "Oh! Them! Yeah—they're really spooky, and I wanted to look spooky too! So I put this on!"

"..what?"

"Let's go get Ross!"

With a sudden turn, Roy swiftly spun around, hopping off of the doorstep. He began to practically glide across the path that led to the doorstep. As Robert watched, he shook his head, forcing his legs to move as he followed him.

"Wh—hey! Roy! Stop!"

Yet, Roy didn't, and Robert was forced to run after him.

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The moment a soft knock had sounded against the door, Ross slowly let his hand press up against the doorknob, and push it open. He already knew who to expect. Since he had received a bit of a.. strange call from Roy earlier that involved him mocking the kids over the phone. Or maybe he wasn't? He seemed so genuine and never even broke character once.

Still.. it was weird. That call had been merely fifteen minutes ago. How would Roy get here so fast?

As he pushed open the door though, Ross stepped out, and gave a slight flinch as a scrawny voice cried out at him. A smaller figure with brown curly short hair, a round face.

"Ayyeeeee!" The voice cried. Well—as a matter of fact, Roy's voice cried as he practically materialized right in front of him.

Ross was quiet. Just staring. He let his dark eyes wondered over the smaller boys form. Roy was just standing there with his hands clenched, a grin spread over his face and his teeth sharp—wait, why was he wearing a vampire costume?

"..hey." Ross replied softly. "Why—why are you wearing that?"

Roy opened his mouth to answer as Ross heard the sound of someone from behind him approaching. A taller figure with poify blonde hair, eyebags, a blue cap—Robert.

"Cuz it's spooky month!" Roy answered gleefully.

Ross looked down at him, confused. "..what?"

"Dude—" Robert breathed rather heavily, as if he had been running. "Can you tell him to stop?"

"Stop what?" Asked Ross.

"Thi—this! He's just been doing this the whole time we've been coming here!"

Ross furrowed his brows, his lips curling into a frown. He let his eyes practically glare into Roy's own, beginning to feel irritation within his head. Why was he doing this when those kids weren't here? Hell, why did he even bully those kids in the first place?

"What are you talking about, Robert?" Roy asked. "I don't know what you're—"

"Dude, just sto—"

"Oh!"

Roy jumped up as Ross (with a hand barely lifted) was about to speak. "Let's go to the candy store! Heeheheheee—"

Within an instant, Roy had completely vanished from their sight, now running away from the house. His footsteps were so loud it practically made crashing sounds everywhere he went. Where was he even—? What made him think?

The two just looked at eachother for a moment, before turning, and racing after him once Ross shut the door.

————

Well, he.. certainly did a lot more than go to the candy store alright.

Roy had gone to the candy store, and they followed. But when they ran in after he practically busted into the doors despite literally being banned from the store entirely. They hadn't seen the whole interaction between him and.. Kevin, the friend of Robert's brother who happened to work there. Roy practically screamed at Kevin to give him candy cans while they both just watched. Maybe not screamed, but cheered over and over again to be given those items. Kevin had just.. looked at him with slight shock, which replaced his irritation upon seeing the kid. And with slight reluctance, he simply handed the kid a candy can.

Of course, Roy ran out the moment he was handed that, and continued to practically run all over the town as his friends just rushed after him. He rushed into the movie theater. They lost him for a few minutes before finding him in the room of a horror movie. But rather instantly once it ended, he ran out once more.

Roy went basically everywhere. It—it was hard to say what all he did in those places with how hard it was to keep up with them. He went to the hospital. The graveyard. Just.. any place you could think of in the town.

And as of now, Roy was running ahead of them—with the two starting to lose energy after trying to keep up with him for so long.

"Dude—where are you going?!" Ross cried with a cough.

"Stop!" Robert tried to yell, but Roy didn't hear.

What was he doing? It was getting clear that maybe this wasn't actually a joke. It was a bit concerning in fact, seeing him suddenly act this way.

Ross shook his head. He tried to quicken his pace despite his growing exhaustion, lifting his head. He squinted his eyes.

In the distance though, there were two small figures. One wearing a bright pumpkin mask, and one not wearing anything at all.

And then, Roy cried out to them, "Hiiiii!"

[borathae]

Chapter 2

That dick is all over campus” call that a hoeyager

oh they are very serious oof

running for her life?? TAE WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT TO DO TO ME???

“A gentleman’s secret muhee hee hee hee

“Your car is really sexy truer words ahve never been spoken

Do you enjoy music? watch his ass play johnny marvin

WHAT IS DOIJG ?? *im guessing he can charm/manipulate minds?

You didn’t want to say this, why did you say this? MOM(2seok,kook) PICK ME UP IM SCARED

You shiver and blink, feeling as if you finally found the way out of something. But what?  BYE TAEHYUNG UM I WILL COME BACK TO YOU, later..... like 500 years later as reincarnation bye

I knew that you would enjoy this place”, hOW DID U KNOW??

(footsteps)Taehyung’s were silent. STOP BYE IM LEAVIMG IM SCARED KOOK SHOULD HAVE BEEN FASTER TO COLLECT ME AAH

every lovely lady I spent time with, always shifts to my descent sooner or later.” whoops hee hee

“I want to talk to that source one day, they seem to have the raunchiest details about artists” mr. dracula must be fluttering

resting bitch face is very annoying, especially when it looks like a certain someone and u cant rest it, even at home (was a struggle in lockdown)

“It’s a little eerie here HOMEGIRL IS THAT THE ONLY THING U FOUND EERIE YET???

ofc a murderer wouldnt tell you, imagine u going

excuse me, young lady, you look really good tonight

-oh thank you, u shouldnt have

well i have to, cuz its going to be your last night.

-what?

im a murderer, so let me just stabby stab yeah?

-oh yeah sure why not, since u are polite

ok mr. not a murderer, would u mind making me hungry for more healthier stuff??? and also not let me gain weight???? thank yew

such a big house????? that you own???? in this economy????

Are you going to cook dinner for me? nope he is about to pull a hannibal and make u the dinner for all the housemates 😭

I fear not, I am quite terrible in the kitchen. But worry not, you will still get delicious food. sir i wisheth u stopped thy habit of speaking old english (jk, go on, make me laugh lol, i literally pulled on my old pants that comes up to knees and wore socks above)

A scarlet red rope adorns his naked body, opened in the front to reveal his toned torso and the matching silk pants adorning his sculpted legs. I AM HOE, SERVANT, AND MAID AND YOURS PERSONALLY, HOW MAY I SERVE YOU, SIR????

descending down the stairs like a graceful cat. ah the line is so good i love it, i can see it, not like i wasnt seeing 95% of the scenes like a movie in my head

she snorted she snorted SHE SNORTED GOOD NIGHT

He answered it clearly and loudly. WHAT DID HE SAY AAH

Where did he get that glass from? You can’t remember watching him stand up and get it. Or did he have it all this time already? boi what goes on

The movie about the messy street rat helping that weak cook U LIVED THAT LONG AND THATS YOUR OPINION??? UNCULTURED SWINE

his movie is a masterpiece. It’s about friendship and love and overcoming stereotypes, it’s so much more than just a rat helping a cook PERIOD TELL EM SIS

CARS ISNT BAD JIMINSHI MY LOVE

I like to refresh my memory sometimes SIR ANOTHER HINT AAH

How could I, a mere mortal man, sleep next to your beautiful body and not be tempted by my carnal desires?” MORTAL MAN??? U SURE ABOUT THAT?

feeling that i’ve seen them before somewhere” SAY WHAT OMG she is indeed special, i mean obviously why would 2seok call her and kook say we smell good

Do not open your doors tonight. Keep them locked.” THEY GOT DEAD BODIES PT 2

HUH??? how did she end up in the library?? does opening the door even for a second cause such stuff?

omg bad boi yoongles came to save us

the suspense is killing me the foreshadowing is hecking great

and im already excited to know more about all characters *squeaks

heheheh I love your reviews hehehe thank youuuu 💜💜

That dick is all over campus” call that a hoeyager

LMAOAO FOR REAL jfajds f

running for her life?? TAE WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT TO DO TO ME???

SUSPICIOUS INDEEEED

WHAT IS DOIJG ?? *im guessing he can charm/manipulate minds?

mhmhmhmmhmhmmmmmmmmmhhhhmmm 👀

You didn’t want to say this, why did you say this? MOM(2seok,kook) PICK ME UP IM SCARED

BESTIE HE IS DANGEROUS LIKE HELPPP

You shiver and blink, feeling as if you finally found the way out of something. But what?  BYE TAEHYUNG UM I WILL COME BACK TO YOU, later..... like 500 years later as reincarnation bye

LIKE LISTEN WHAT IS HE DOINNG??? HELLELEOOOO

I knew that you would enjoy this place”, hOW DID U KNOW??

👀👀👀👀👀

(footsteps)Taehyung’s were silent. STOP BYE IM LEAVIMG IM SCARED KOOK SHOULD HAVE BEEN FASTER TO COLLECT ME AAH

GIRLIEPOPS WE ARE SCARED

resting bitch face is very annoying, especially when it looks like a certain someone and u cant rest it, even at home (was a struggle in lockdown)

Oh no I'm sorry to hear that you can't even relax at home :/ I'm manifesting a safer living situation for you 💜💜

such a big house????? that you own???? in this economy????

so he rich RICH i see i see

Are you going to cook dinner for me? nope he is about to pull a hannibal and make u the dinner for all the housemates 😭

GIRL LEGIT LIKE PLEASE HELP HER

A scarlet red rope adorns his naked body, opened in the front to reveal his toned torso and the matching silk pants adorning his sculpted legs. I AM HOE, SERVANT, AND MAID AND YOURS PERSONALLY, HOW MAY I SERVE YOU, SIR????

lmao for real fjasjdfa

descending down the stairs like a graceful cat. ah the line is so good i love it, i can see it, not like i wasnt seeing 95% of the scenes like a movie in my head

GAAH EHEH THANK YOUU <33333

CARS ISNT BAD JIMINSHI MY LOVE

i must let you know that Cars is not Jimin's fave movie, Tae was just teasing him HAHAHAHAHAH i don't think that Jimin even has a fave movie tbhf JFAJDSFJ

feeling that i’ve seen them before somewhere” SAY WHAT OMG she is indeed special, i mean obviously why would 2seok call her and kook say we smell good

mmhmhmmhmhmhmmhmmmmm

Do not open your doors tonight. Keep them locked.” THEY GOT DEAD BODIES PT 2

LIKE SHE IS REALLY GONE NOW ISNT SHE FJASDFJ

HUH??? how did she end up in the library?? does opening the door even for a second cause such stuff?

mhmhmmmmmmmm 👀

omg bad boi yoongles came to save us

he is so hot tbfh.

the suspense is killing me the foreshadowing is hecking great and im already excited to know more about all characters *squeaks

gaah thank youu <333 I'm so happy that you're enjoying it so much heheheheh thank you for reading ilyy

[thatbanditqueen]

THAT CHAPTER 2 UPDATE WAS EVERYTHING! The way the push and pull between them is so strong and how he doesn’t know when to quit playing the mind games and how he might even do it subconsciously but Becky ain’t about to be about that. What is his problem offering her money at the end, men are such idiots, I got so upset for her!!! I can’t wait for the next update, seeing him possibly meet Ruth who is just like her mama in the stubborn sense and is protective of her but Elvis might get on with her. Big Daddy Elvis is everything and I love that she’s young but not so young (19,20,21) that she’s naive and innocent about everything. She’s a 27 year old woman who takes care of her daughter and gets her shit done ✅ and when he called her thick and kept touching her butt I melted (more specifically because people never call me skinny bc i’m not but at the same time i can’t call myself big necessarily because then friends i have that are a bit bigger get upset with me so im at that awkward stage where i am not toned at all and i jiggle but unless its sexualized ppl just wave u off my insecurities probably make no sense sorry) moving on then he gets insecure about being bigger and she reassures him and he was so jealous when she was playing the guitar with another man he has a fox and he’s not gonna be able to tame her the way he does those other girls!

Dear Anon,

Hey sweet lady/person/earth-bound mortal, thank you for telling me your thoughts about this chapter. I fuck myself in the head when I am writing so i really appreciate you. I read that Elvis really used to do that shit, yes, he would give people gifts like cars, jewelry, etc. But, at least according to those he left behind, he would just give women who he was seeing money. And random strangers every now and then. And they would take it. I think I might have, cuz I need it, but I am not sure, I would have felt dirty, especially if we were in a sexual relationship. And I also like to pay for things, I hate how some guys pay for everything on a date but then act entitled. So yeah, Becky is a grown up - she is still finding herself, in many ways, she feels like she zoomed ahead in time and hasn't figured out a lot things people her age usually have bc she got knocked up young, but even then, she pulled up her big girl pants and did what needed to be done, which is kind of her attitude. I love OCs who are imperfect but still beautiful, bc i just feel i relate more , they're thick, stubborn, strong, and know themselves, at least somewhat, even if they sometimes also bend to a man, they cannot completely subsume themselves... or go baack and forth... are you living in my head? Bc the next chapter is all about Elvis getting to know Ruth and Becky's family :) Raise a glass for us thick girls, and keep in touch - i love knowing what resonates with y'all, it really does help me decide how to write what comes next...

xoxoxoxox

norahhhhhhhhhhh

[mmx-code-crimpphire]

MMX Code: Crimpphire World Building Part 1 - Mega City

I'm finally able to put myself aside and post these world building locations for the surroundings of the characters of Code: Crimpphire!! It'll be quite a lot and there's going to be a lot of parts to this, so buckle up!!

NEW CHAPTER ON AO3

First I definitely want to address the HQ building for the Maverick Hunters!! Yes, there are multiple locations of headquarters in the country of Glockthain (yes that's what I'm calling it), the main HQ being in Abel City. Which I think I'll cover in Part 2. Not to mention it's a new location and that's when the multiple locations actually come into play (this is after Sigma's initial rebellion began and after Abel City's been nuked with missiles).

It also has a separate building holding the Mavericks in captivity, that being the Brimstone Maverick Holding Center (it's named based off the street it's on, most names will be like this in certain locations). It also holds the Landing Pad, which the Hunters collectively named the "Sky Light", cuz it does have a glass dome for a ceiling and you can see the sky from there. Even X and Zero star gaze there in the time they formed their bond within their friendship and eventually romantic relationship.

Of course it houses Chronos Institute, which has Quint working there for the Time Skimmer. Near that and next to MHHQ in the city is the Rose Petal Memorial Gardens. It houses many flowers and venders for reploids and humans alike who can purchase flowers while visiting their loved one's graves. It includes a mausoleum, and it's a pretty big area.

It's also near Heart Park, near the heart of Mega City, and beyond south is the Falcon Isle Grove, the resident forest there. There are other cities that hold and preserve Forest wildlife, and X made that more apparent to keep it that way, since 21XX does harbor new and futuristic ideas and it leaves the world to deprive it of its flora and fauna. Xev won't stand for that, of course.

He does try to convince the government to preserve more of the wildlife still left within their time period, which they definitely agree to, since they feel they have been neglecting their natural wildlife in their wake. It's one of the things they begrudgingly agree with X on. Which I think I'll touch upon sometime soon on its post.

Heart Park is definitely a place where events have been held since 20XX. Mega City has lived longer than Abel City, so it does have a history. If anyone's interested, I might make a post about it~. Point is, though, it's a place Xev loves to go to and the Cherry Blossom festival is one he'd love to go to with Zero one day. Which they eventually do with their close circle of friends, being the Command Mission crew.

Now I get to talk about Chronos Institute. I did nab a few things from the Archie Comics, since they did make the most sense to me, not to mention Blues' characterization is based off that but is a little less mysterious and has a slightly different character for what I wanna go for in this AU. But yeah, Chronos. Definitely a place for research and many projects that take place. Including the Time Skimmer and the Delta Nano Project.

Then we have the infamous Mega City Robot & Technology Research University, where Dr Light, Dr Wily and even Dr Marie Lovelace all studied and developed their tech to move to new heights and eventually work in Chronos or develop their own companies to build for the future. Don't worry, I'll make a post about Marie whenever I can.

Other locations include:

”Mega City Scarlet Bay Penitentiary”, a jail facility specifically for Humans

”Mega City Knowledge Library”, located SouthWest of the main city 

”Cozy Collectables”, a new antique store Xev loves going to and sometimes took Zero whenever he wanted the company. Zero eventually went with him more often after getting together, as you can tell~

”Tell Another Tale”, a bookstore Xev also loves going to, but Zero grows to love since his first trip with Xev. Maybe I can also make a post about which stories and books they like, who knows~

”The Writing Gryphon”, a news press building. It was created for the Hero AU where Zero has the scenario of being Superman and Xev being his Lois Lane, but I decided to add it to the main AU, since it does need at least a news press for the city, right~?

”The Flux”, a bar located near the main center hub of the city

And last but not least, The “Lunaris” Sub Urban Area. Located West of the city. There are other locations that can be found within it. Such as:

”Mountain Oak Conservatory”, a small prep school having grades K-12

”Oblivion Low Security Prison”, a rejuvenation center for redeeming Mavericks. It was the first one ever made, and ever since X4, Xev pushed and PUSHED the government for one, and they stood their ground until Dr Cain had to get involved, like in many other instances where the government was stubborn

”Ravenwood Community College”, that's pretty self explanatory, except for the fact it's a VERY small college

”Spectrum Library”, smaller building library dedicated to the area for others to go to, since Knowledge Library is pretty far from where the Sub Urban area is located.

Mega City is pretty big, but it's not as big as Abel City, but it's still big, and definitely the main focus of the main story of Code: Crimpphire. I will cover all the areas as I stated previously before, but I'm excited to give info on those locations as I have here~.

[nadeeta]

ignore my computer screen,I know it's dirty. I might get cleaner for it at some point. don't wanna use my eye glass cleaner or wet and dry rag cuz I did it on my old PC and after I did it,it white screened. idk if it was a fluke or what,but that's why don't do it to this pc 😆.

anyways was playing d34d space the other day and in chapter 2 u come across these alien mutant b4b31s,and this was the first thing I thought of when the scene happened XD.

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Carry

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/SxrRbzK

by Storyflight

“Of course, I won’t let you fall,” Kirumi vows. Her voice is laced with tenderness and warmth, typical for someone caring like herself. Nothing more nor less. “I will have to keep a slow pace, if that’s alright”

“No problem…” They mutter. Kirumi nods and steadily heads back to the front of the school, no hints of bouncing or suddenly losing balance.

---

Rantaro fell and Kirumi helps them. They return the favour later that day

Words: 2532, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, Dangan Ronpa Series

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Other

Characters: Tojo Kirumi, Amami Rantaro, Yonaga Angie (mentioned), Oma Kokichi (mentioned) - Character, Iruma Miu (mentioned), Ishimaru Kiyotaka (mentioned), Chabashira Tenko

Relationships: Amami Rantaro/Tojo Kirumi

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hope's Peak Academy (Dangan Ronpa), Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Pre-Relationship, They/Them for Rantaro, Injury, bridal carry, Pining, written in 2020, Rantaro hates it when others care for them, Siri play Miss Independent, shoutout to me finishing 2-3 year old wips, Kirumi has anthophobia, In reference to...ya know!, Kirumi and Kiyotaka are friends cause I said so, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, The first half is rather lighthearted and then idk what happened the second part, hints of dereality, Also Rantaro wears glasses cuz uuuuhhhh

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/SxrRbzK

[zizephy]

like father like son XD But okay, since you asked. Prepare for an essay/an entire review! SPOILERS AHEAD PROBABLY: 

First let’s start of with the main reason I got interested in the game in the first place: ✨Card Game with sexy aesthetics ✨ Game mechanics: It’s great! I love the game’s mechanics of Leshy’s cabin! It was easy for me to get adapted to and the rules are simple enough for me to perform proper builds. The fights are quick paced and sometimes aggressiveness with a tiny bit of thinking pays off well (which is just my playstyle in card games)  I first got hooked with this game when I first watched a I think Beta version from ManlyBadassHero? (https://youtu.be/1c7VSco4T3U) I was a little bit saddened when the game style switched on act 2 and 3 but was grateful when I found out the existence of Kaycee’s mod being Leshy’s cabin all the way. Also, I love the photo memento idea so much XD Took me a bit to get used to the new game mechanics on act 2 and 3 though XD  But I do dislike that the moment I get used to the mechanics very well, it’s the moment the game decides “Oop, Ight time for a new environment!”  I thank Kaycee’s  for a non changing environment, although, I’ll miss act 3 (Cuz’ of P03 hheHEHE) Art style: The aesthetics are amazing, I love the inky feel of it. Sometimes I have to fucking squint to see through things when I’m not wearing my glasses though. It took me a little while to get the feel of an old vintage videogame to it that isn’t basing on the menu screen too. Which is not a bad thing, I got too drawn in to the horror art style more. The game being the mixture of 2D and 3D just makes me go... waw :D  And that’s first impression on Leshy’s Cabin. I love the usage of different aesthetics between chapters too (Specially the last part of act 3 where you got to fight the Scrybes and see their own unique game play theme. I absolutely love Grimora’s <3) Lore: Might I say more? 4th. Wall. Breaking. Stories. THAT IS A SELF AWARE VIDEOGAME. I usually am not a fan of them but games like this, One shot, and DDLC where it’s executed well into my liking is just so... *great* The VHS tapes along with it’s vague mysteries just makes me want to more and wishes to know more about the characters! Each individual character has It’s uniqueness that sets them apart that I really just can’t help but think if there’s more to them than just 10 dialogues or less characters. I’ll play Inscryption at times where my mind is on air plane mode so unfortunately some dialogues and lore bits phases out of my head but I’d come back to them via wiki XD  There really is so much to say about this game but right now I’m not in the mood to go full in depth with my experience :] I’d give this game a... 10/10... Despite it’s flaws, It suit my expectations and liking. I’d give it a -1 only because I’m craving more content and lore but it gets a +1 for good writing. This has become one of my all time favorite games now tldr: Solid 10/10. Easily became one of my all time favorite games and stories. Gameplay is great and I easily adapted to it despite the everchanging play style between acts and I’m grateful for Kaycee’s mod for being all Leshy’s cabin. Love the art style for it’s Horror theme and Old vintage game aspect sometimes. Lore; ADORE.

…. I just finished Inscryption 

[lgbthequarry]

The Quarry Cast Plays (pt 3.)

The last hour of the day and we end with:

Everyone agrees: Abi is the sweetest character AND she's got the finest BOOTY!!

Justice knows a few things about tarot readings and gave a little description for the cards they found!

The Abi chase scene was great. Miles losing it over the others not hitting the QTEs, Justice worrying he killed Nick cuz they ran instead of helped, Siobhan and Zach ganging up to fuck with Miles!

Miles: "MY GLASSES! I CAN'T SEE WITHOUT MY GLASSES"

Zach SPOILERS!

Zach was so upset that the 50s pack cut out his tears

Siobhan: "Stop crying you lil pussy!"

Justice vs Zach: Is Emma being Toxic or is Jacob? (Oh god poor Miles looked so uncomfy. He just wants to play. I think a good part of chat was also uncomfy)

CRAZY KEN BAND!!

Zach: "I have better pecs than that! They didn't capture my pecs!"

*when the rotor arm fell in the water* Zach: "MY PENIS FELL OFF!!" Justice: "MY ASS IS GONE!!"

They saved Jacob oh thank christ

Justice hates how he runs in the game, specifically how his elbows flail out. Zach: "LOOKIT YOUR SPIDER ARMS GO!"

*Jacob running for Abi* Siobhan: "You're still so wet!" Zach: "I'm just the oiliest boy."

Chapter 3 done. Justice thinks that they can finish the game next session. He has also only played 1/2 of chapter 2 so.

Does that mean... A HALLOWEEN STREAM?? (probably not, they just didnt plan this well lol)

Welp. Guess we'll see where they get to next time!

Next session is October 30th, 1 PM PST / 4 PM EST.

TWITCH.TV / SMILESGUTHERIE for the Livestream (they also do give aways at the end!)

And if you missed the first stream it's up now on Miles's channel, go check it out!

[helliontherapscallion]

(Y/n) and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week: Tuesday

Monday     Wednesday     Thursday (Part 1)     Thursday (Part 2)     Friday     Saturday     Sunday

Spotify Playlist (collaborative)

Warnings: anxiety, doctor’s offices, taking pain pills (not sure if I need to tag that, but just in case), stalkers, blackmail, swearing, non-consensual taking pics of nudes, slight body dysmorphia, self-loathing, toxic friends

Word count: 5,326

(A/N): another long chapter, my little wlw heart loved writing this chapter! Also holy shit I was not expecting the first part to blow up, thank you to everyone that read it! Gosh, it’s enough to make a grown woman cry :’)

You cracked open your crusty eyes to Wilbur poking his head into your room. “(Y/n), Dad wants you.”

You groaned rubbing at your eyes in an attempt to get the sleep out of them. “I’ll be down in a sec.” Your voice was scratchy and thick with sleep.

He closed the door silently and you heard his socked feet thumping down the hallway. Your pain faded slightly into soreness, but your shoulders and upper back were slightly stiff. After you drug yourself out of bed, you shambled down the stairs to see your family at the table eating breakfast. Your stomach growled loudly, making you blush slightly in embarrassment. 

Your eldest brother snorted. “Hungry (y/n)?”

You slumped into your seat next to him slowly shoveling food into your mouth. “You have no idea.”

“You wouldn’t be that hungry if you ate dinner when you got home like I told you to do last night, young lady. You better eat every single thing on that plate.”

There was no arguing with a stern Dadza, so you reluctantly complied. Meanwhile, Tommy and Tubbo were telling Wilbur about your match animatedly. 

“And the ball was like fwoosh and she- the ball and-and-”

“And she hit it and Haley hit it to the other side! It was so cool!”

Wilbur merely smiled listening to them ramble about how badass you were last night. They made you feel genuinely happy that they admired your volleyball abilities; they were probably your biggest fans and that made your day most of the time. You remembered the first match they came to during your freshman year, they had run up to you right after the end-of-match whistle blew to spew about how good you were on the court. They met the team that day. Your team adored having them at your games, over the years they slowly replaced your school’s mascot. They played a huge part in morale boosts before and during matches. 

He looked over to you, “I didn’t know my little sister could be so badass.”

You felt your cheeks flare up. “It’s nothing I haven’t done before. It really wasn’t anything special.”

“(Y/n),” Philza pursed his lips, “you did all that with a bruised back, I’d consider that something special.”

“Wait (y/n), you’re hurt?” Tommy and Tubbo looked at you with wide concerned eyes.

“Yeah, but it’s not that bad. I can still move and stuff.”

Techno rolled his eyes, “it’s bad if you’re going to the doctor for it.”

“Eh, it doesn’t hurt as bad as it did yesterday, so I’m not worried.” 

“You’re deadass wincing everytime you move your arm,” WIlbur deadpanned, “it clearly still hurts.”

“Well yeah, I didn’t say the pain went away completely. Fuckin’ dumbass.”

“Language,” Philza glared at you two, gesturing to the two fifth graders watching the exchange with interest. 

You and Wilbur resumed eating and murmured out a defeated “sorry Dad.” You both glared at Techno when he huffed in amusement. 

“If you three keep bickering, you’re going to be late to school. Remember, you two have to drop off Tommy and Tubbo today cuz I’m taking your sister to her appointment. Now go get ready, I’ll take care of your dishes.”

Your brothers took off up the stairs, each competing to get to the bathroom first. Occasionally, you would hear shouts and slapping noises. You felt glad you didn’t have to deal with that today. Judging by Techno’s gruff voice laughing and an explosion of loud complaints from the rest, you assumed that he won today. “I swear, they’re gonna put me in an early grave.”

“You and me both Dad, you and me both.”

You went into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of pain pills from the junk drawer. Various bottles of Motrin and Advil were scattered around the house because when you live with a rambunctious family like this one, people are bound to get hurt and headaches are common. Popping three into your mouth, you washed it down with a glass of water. The sound of the running water faucet and the slight splashing of water filled the silence of the room. 

“How’s your back? Does it feel any better?”

“Kinda, today it just feels more sore than throbbing, my headache went away mostly, and my shoulder doesn’t feel any worse, so that’s better I guess.”

He shut off the water and reached for a towel to dry off his wet hands. He moved over to the freezer and grabbed a frozen package of peas that your family never ate. You all used it whenever one of you would get a bruise. He moved behind you and held it against your back without warning. Flinching forward from the unexpected temperature change, you winced with the wave of pain moving brought you. 

“Shit, sorry.”

“You’re good. Just give me a little warning next time,” you chuckled. He gently placed it back on your back and you sighed from the slight relief that it brought you. You leaned into the peas and closed your eyes. “That feels amazing.”

“I bet. That bruise was pretty bad yesterday, can I look at it again?”

You reluctantly left the sanctuary that was the medical grade frozen peas and leaned forward, moving your hair out of the way for him. “Knock yourself out.”

He made a hissing noise as soon as he moved your shirt out of the way. “Dad, it probably looks worse than it feels.”

“...Have you seriously not looked at this yet? It looks pretty bad, hun.”

“Well, sorry I can’t move to look at my back without being in pain. I’ll try harder next time.” You snarked him.

“Hey, watch the attitude. Here, I’ll take a picture so you can see how bad it is.”

You heard the rustling of fabric as he fished his phone out of his pocket and the obnoxiously loud click of his camera app. You turned around to look at the damage. You squinted at his bright phone screen. Your entire back was swollen in some areas and was covered in ugly reds, blues, blacks, and purples. You made a disgusted noise in the back of your throat and cringed away from the screen. You always got nauseous seeing injuries.

“Yikes.”

“Yikes isn’t the only word I would use, it’s bad (y/n).”

“It looks worse than it feels, I promise. I’m gonna go get ready so we’re not late to my appointment. It sounds like the boys are finally done with the bathroom.”

You hobbled up the stairs slowly and made your way to the bathroom. The door was wide open ready for you to use. Turning on the light, you closed the door in a hurry so that your brothers wouldn’t try to get in again to hog the bathroom like they usually did. You frowned at your appearance. Your hair was sticking up in every direction and you had dark eye bags around your dull looking eyes. A few pimples dotted your skin like constellations in the night sky, but much uglier and more out of place. Turning your body, you scanned your figure. Your eyes watered as you realized that you had gained some weight. Adrian, Sammy, and Annie were right, you looked like garbage all the time.

You ripped your eyes away from yourself in the mirror with disgust etched deep into your features. You were disgusting through and through. Ripping your brush through your hair, you winced at the pain emanating from the back of your head. You deserve the pain for letting yourself go. Once you were slightly more satisfied with your appearance, you stepped out of the bathroom and quickly changed into the clothes you would wear today. You decided on a hoodie and a pair of tights. You didn’t feel like dressing yourself up. 

You once again walked down the stairs and slipped on your shoes to meet your dad in his car. You idly scrolled through your phone while you waited for him, looking at your notifications for the first time that day. You had ten texts from the group chat that you were in with Adrian, Annie, and Sammy.

Sammy <3

(Y/n) where the hell are you?

Adrian <3

Do you guys think she ditched us?

I knew she was ignoring us

Sammy <3

Who ignores their friends?

Annie <3

(Y/n) apparently. 

She has more important things to do ig

Oh my god

Do you guys think she skipped school?

Adrian <3

I wouldn’t put it past her

Maybe she finally gave up

(Y/n)

I’m sorry guys, I just have a doctor’s appointment today

I would never ignore you

Sammy <3

Yk, it’s hard to keep defending you when you keep ditching us..

(Y/n)

I’m not ditching you!

I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guys about my appointment

I’ll make it up to you guys

Adrian <3

How?

You’ve already skipped out on us enough already

Annie <3

Oh ik!

She can write our final research paper for us Dri!

I haven’t started it yet lmao

Adrian <3

Saaaame lmaoooo

Sammy <3

Guys, what about me???

Adrian <3

Idk, figure it out yourself

Sammy <3

Rude!

Uhhh

Ur gonna put together my final presentation for us history

(Y/n)

Alright, I can do that for you guys

Sam can you pls send me the rubric? 

Annie <3

Thanks love ;)

(Y/n)

No problem, I like doing things for friends

My dad’s coming, I gotta go

Talk to you guys later

Adrian <3

Byeeee (y/n), ur the best!

(Y/n)

: ) <3

You put your phone down as your dad started up the car and pulled out of the driveway. The drive was quiet as you stared out the window and thought about how much work you now had to do. On top of your own classes, you had two more to write and a presentation to make in a class you hadn’t taken since the first semester in your sophomore year. The research papers had to be at least four full pages long with a minimum of ten sources each due on Friday and you had no idea how big Sammy’s US history presentation has to be or what it’s even about. But that was fine, you’d do anything for your friends. 

“So, who were you texting? Your boyfriend?” He asked jokingly.

“Oh, just Adrian, Sammy, and Annie. I don’t have a boyfriend Dad,” because you were a closeted lesbian, but you wouldn’t tell him that anytime soon. “You know that.”

“I know,” he chuckled, “it’s been a while since I’ve seen them. How have they been?”

“They’re good. Adrian got a job at the diner, he’s a host. Sammy and Annie have been focusing more on raising their grades.”

“Good for them! You should invite them over for dinner sometime.”

“I was actually thinking that I could maybe go hang out with them on Halloween...?”

“(Y/n), the family was going to take Tommy and Tubbo trick-or-treating.”

“I know, but there’s always next year. Plus, we haven’t been able to hang out in so long! We’re always free at different times.”

“I don’t know (y/n), what if they don’t want to trick-or-treat next year? What were you planning on doing with them?”

“We were just gonna hang out at Annie’s house and watch some horror movies,” you lied. He would never let you go if he knew you were going to a party. Especially one where alcohol would be involved and hormonal teenage boys ran rampant actively scouting for an easy lay.

“...I’ll think about it.” The car pulled into the doctor office’s parking lot.

“Thank you Dad! It’s been a while since we’ve all hung out together.”

He chuckled as you both walked into the lobby, checked in, and waited for your name to be called. About ten minutes later, you were summoned by a nurse so you went into the back leaving your dad to wait in the lobby. The nurse recorded your height and weight (much to your dismay, you gained four pounds) and asked you the standard questions about your injury and uncomfortable questions about your overall health. The clacking of her acrylic nails on the plastic keyboard filled the awkward silence.

Once that was done, she left and you had to wait a little bit for the doctor. After slipping into the backless gown the nurse left, you mindlessly scrolled on your phone. Jumping when someone knocked on the door, you looked up to see your family’s doctor smiling at you.

“Hello (y/n), how are we feeling today?”

“I’m alright.”

“I hear that you had quite the fall onto some concrete, is that true?”

“Yes, I landed on my back and the back of my head.”

She reached over and squirted hand sanitizer onto her hands, rubbing it in and looking back at you. “Can you please lay on your stomach so I can take a look at your back?”

You nodded, shifting on the uncomfortable paper covered cushioned table onto your stomach. You felt her cold hands gently graze your bruises before she pulled out her stethoscope. “Can you take a good deep breath in for me?”

You complied and she instructed you to let it out. Doing this multiple times along your back, she put her stethoscope away and continued prodding at your exposed back. 

“There’s definitely some swelling in multiple areas… It doesn’t feel or sound like you cracked or broke any ribs, which is excellent… Do you have any pain deep in your shoulder when you move it?”

“Yes, I landed on it wrong last night at my volleyball match.”

“How would you describe your pain? Stabbing, sore, throbbing…”

“More sore, but a little stabbing pain when I move my arm.”

She moved her fingers to examine your shoulder. “It doesn’t sound like a sprain or fracture, can you move it up and down for me?”

You moved your arm up and down, front and back, and side to side. “You still have a full range of movement, that’s good. Can I have you sit back up again?”

You sat back up and she started testing you for a concussion. After passing her tests, you were cleared of having a concussion. “Alright (y/n), it appears that you only strained your deltoid and teres muscles and you have severe bruising along your back. Make sure you ice your back and, if you have one, wear a shoulder compression sleeve. Anti-inflammatory medications such as Ibuprofen will help with the swelling. Other than that, you have a clean bill of health! You can still participate in volleyball practices, but you need to take it easy. Don’t do anything that will strain the muscles any further.”

“Thank you Dr. Samson,” you smiled at her. 

“You’re welcome. I’ll leave you to change back into your clothes and you’re free to go! You may leave the gown on the table.”

She left the room and you redressed yourself. Walking out to the lobby, Philza’s head perked up when he heard the door opening. He stood up and walked over to you with a slightly worried face. You both walked back out to the car.

“So?”

“Dr. Samson said that I don’t have a concussion, sprains or broken bones. She told me that I just strained my shoulder muscles and I need to keep ice on my back.”

He visibly slumped in relief. “Thank god. What’d she say about volleyball?”

“She said that I could keep playing, but I have to take it easy.”

“Good, wouldn’t want you missing finals on Thursday. Do you know if the team you’re playing is any good?”

“Dad, of course they’re good, we’re the top two teams in the area.”

“I bet their setter is nowhere near as good as you are and I bet the setter and spiker aren’t as synced as you and Haley are. You two make a good pair.” 

“Yeah we do, don’t we?” You looked out the window and smiled a little and felt your ears turn red. The very mention of Haley’s name was enough to make you feel like you were on cloud nine. The car fell silent again as you neared your high school. 

In your AP world history class, the class was looking at the test you had taken yesterday. Surprisingly, you got a 74% on the multiple choice part and a 50% on your essay portion, so that landed you with a just below passing grade. You thought you completely flunked that test yesterday, so that was a pleasant surprise. It took a good portion out of your overall grade in the class, lowering it from a comfortable A- to a slightly alarming B. You supposed it could’ve been a lot worse. Besides reviewing your tests, the class didn’t do much except starting the reading for the next chapter.

Your psychology online class went like it usually did, however your phone blew up with texts about midway through the block. Glancing down, you saw that it was Haley. Shouldn’t she be in class?

Hales : )

(Y/n) meet me in the locker room right after school

I need to talk to you before practice starts

It’s an emergency

(Y/n)

What’s going on?

Hales : )

I’ll explain after school.

Can’t talk about it over text

(Y/n)

Alright, see ya then ig

You felt your gut twinge. Something’s wrong, but you didn’t know what. You were worried about Haley, usually she was really bubbly. You’ve never seen the senior act so strange before. You could only wait the block out until the bell would release you from the confines of the library and into the locker room. After sending a quick text to your brothers that you were going to stay after school for your practice, you stared blankly at your laptop’s clock as you counted down the minutes left in the class period. Ten minutes. Eight minutes. Four minutes. Two minutes. Thirty seconds-

You shot up from your seat as the bell rang. Pushing past some groups of freshmen that congregated in the hallways, you made a beeline for the locker room. In the locker room, you found Haley sitting on the metal bench on the opposite end of the locker room with her back facing the last row of lockers and facing the brick wall. She was clenching her phone in her hand with an iron grip. You hurried to sit next to her.

“Hales, what’s going on? Talk to me.”

“It’s bad (y/n). Like, really bad.”

“What’s bad? You’re worrying me.”

Wordlessly, she unlocked her phone and handed it to you. On the screen was something that you weren’t expecting to see. You scrolled through the contents and felt your stomach drop with each scroll; someone took pictures of you and Haley throughout the match last night. Every picture was a violation to yours and Haley’s dignities, they had gotten zoomed in pictures of your boobs and asses. Deeper, there were even pictures taken of you changing into your volleyball uniform through your open window. You were only in your underwear. Haley had a similar picture that you scrolled past as fast as you could. Scrolling to the bottom of the text message thread, the person that sent Haley the pictures added a caption to the last picture. It was a picture of you and Haley together celebrating your match, her arm slung around your shoulder with your mouth open mid-laugh.

Unknown

I’m sending these out to the entire school unless you stop hanging around her.

If you tell anyone, the pics will be printed off and put in every single locker and bathroom the school has.

You’ll be the sluts of Klinkver High. 

Cut all ties now. You have two days. 

Do not try me.

“Jesus christ Haley. Who the fuck would do this? This is sick.”

She took her phone back and locked it without looking at the screen. “I don’t know (y/n). I wanted to tell you not to openly talk to me for a few days. We don’t know who took these, we don’t know what they’re capable of. I don’t wanna risk angering them.”

“We can find them! If we look close enough, we might find a few clues where they were sitting. Do you remember seeing anything suspicious last night?”

“(Y/n), our best option is to leave it. We just can’t talk in person anymore; we can still text each other.”

“Hales, how are we gonna not talk? I’m your setter.”

She ran a hand through her thick black hair. “I don’t know (y/n). Just-just don’t talk to me anymore, I don’t want your pictures leaked.”

“I don’t care about my pictures. My name’s been drug through so much shit this past year that it won’t affect me. I don’t want your stuff leaked.”

She gave a watery laugh, “you care too much, I love that about you…” Glistening eyes turned to look deep into your own. “I’m so scared (y/n), I don’t know what to do.”

You pulled her into a hug, wincing slightly when she squeezed her arms around your upper back. She buried her face into your shoulder and started shaking with muffled sobs. “Haley, I promise I’ll catch whatever sick bastard is doing this to you. You don’t deserve this.”

She said nothing as you rested your chin on the top of her head and started to rock her back and forth slowly. You two stayed like that even after her sobbing resided, finding comfort in each other’s presence. Glancing at the clock, you realized that you two have been in the locker room for an hour. Practice was set to start in fifteen minutes, people were going to start coming into the locker room soon. 

You reluctantly pulled away from the hug and looked Haley in her bloodshot eyes, “I’m not going to let those pictures of you get leaked. I swear on my-”

The door to the locker room swung open and loud laughter echoed throughout the room. Haley pushed you away and speed walked off to a bathroom stall, slamming the door shut behind her. 

“Damn (y/n), what’d you do? She’s pissed.” 

“It’s none of your business, Zara.” 

“Oh, so it’s a lover’s quarrel then~” She cackled, her hair bouncing slightly with each heave of her shoulders. 

“For the love of… Haley and I aren’t dating, we’re both straight.” She’s straight.

“Mmhm.” She brushed past you to go to her locker. You followed her, your locker was in the grouping next to hers. You shared the area with Haley. You changed as fast as you could so that Haley would have time to change before practice starts. Speed walking into the gym, Zara was hot on your trail wearing a shit eating grin.

“Why are you in such a rush? Giving your girlfriend the silent treatment?”

“Zara. We aren’t dating. For the last time, we’re both heterosexual, not homosexual!” You wildly gestured with your hands to emphasize your point, your voice being amplified by the vast gym. Coach Williams gave you a confused look from across the gym. 

“You just keep telling yourself that.”

“I’m serious.”

“Hi serious,” a soft voice replied from behind you, “I’m Jazzy.”

You groaned at the pun at the same time Zara started cackling, giving the short libero a high five. “Nice!”

“That was so bad, Jaz.” You couldn’t help the smile that found its way onto your face.

Zara poked your cheek with a wide grin. “C’mon, you’re smiling!”

“I am and I hate it.”

Your bickering continued with Jazzy watching you two with a content smile. The remaining members of the team (Haley, Marlene, and Zuri) filed into the gym right as Coach Williams blew her whistle. 

Practice went by slowly without Haley talking to you. Sure, you had the rest of the team, but it didn’t feel the same with you guys ignoring each other. If the team or Coach Williams noticed you two not talking to each other, they didn’t say anything. By time practice was over, you all went to the locker room to change. After slipping into your fuzzy pajama pants, you sat on the bench and texted Wilbur to come pick you up. He was supposed to pick you up after practice today because he and Techno took the car home after school. Five minutes passed and he still didn’t reply. He probably won’t see the text until you got home from walking.

You sighed, resting your chin in your palm as you leaned forward. One by one, the girls left the locker room until it was only you and Haley left. 

“Do you need a ride (y/n)?” She asked gently.

“But what if the person sees us together? I can just walk home, it’s not really a big deal.”

She rolled her eyes at you. “It is a big deal. It’s cold and dark out. You could get kidnapped or something. You don’t even have a coat with you. I’m giving you a ride whether you like it or not.”

You playfully rolled your eyes at her and stood up to walk next to her, “okay, mom.”

“Don’t give me that attitude young lady.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not my real mom!”

She gasped and lightly smacked the back of your shoulder, “I married your- are you alright? Shit, I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“No, you’re good. It’s just this damned bruise.”

She moved her hands and frantically turned you around to pull the neck of your shirt down. You two stood in front of the school’s main entrance with the nauseatingly bright fluorescent light bouncing off the reflective surface of the tiles. The orange tinted street lights lit up the sidewalk outside.

“(Y/n)-”

“I know what you’re gonna say.”

She scoffed, “oh really? What am I gonna say then, o wise one?”

You turned around to face her, “‘oh, this is bad, yadda yadda yadda.’ Everyone’s been saying that about it. Honestly it looks worse than it feels. Tis but a scratch, m’lady.”

She snorted and covered her mouth, “never call me ‘m’lady’ ever again.”

You started to walk to her car in the empty parking lot. “Or what? What’re ya gonna do?”

“I swear to god, (y/n), I’m gonna leave you here.”

“Do it, pussy. Bet you won’t.”

“You really wanna bet?”

You grinned at her, “hell yeah.”

She broke off into a mad dash to her car, laughing freely into the night sky. You chased after her trying not to move your arms much, your laugh mixing with hers like a perfect symphony composed of the world’s best musicians. The sound of your rubber soles slapping the pavement resonated throughout the parking lot as you quickly gained on her. Reaching out to grab her shirt, she smirked at you and sharply turned to the right into the grass.

You grinned as her pace slowed down slightly. You’d be able to catch her at this pace. You pushed your legs to move faster as she looked at you from over her shoulder and shrieked in surprise at how close you were to her. You cackled at her reaction, reaching out once again, you grabbed her hand. She was stopped dead in her tracks as your shoulder was yanked with the sudden momentum, making you hiss in slight pain. Despite that, you didn’t let go of her soft hand. 

You both stood there under the moonlight and the soft orange street lamps trying to  catch your breath. The slightly damp blades of grass tickled your ankle as you shifted to face her better. Through gasping breaths and a dopey grin, you said “you… lost, pussy.”

She let out a breathy laugh as she pulled you to her car. “Shuddup.”

“Make me~”

She opened the passenger side door for you and got into the driver's seat. Her car smelled like vanilla and citrus. “Oh, you will later when I make you do more sets in weight lifting tomorrow, hurt shoulder be damned.”

She turned on the ignition and the car revved to life, soft indie pop wafted from the speakers. She backed out of the parking space and sped off to the main road. “You wouldn’t…”

“I’m your captain, (y/n). I can make you do whatever I want.” You felt your cheeks heat up a tad. You were happy that she couldn’t see you.

“Naw, you’re too much of a softie for that. Admit it, I’ve got you wrapped around my little finger.”

She chuckled as she pulled into your driveway and put the car in park. “...Alright, maybe you do. Just a bit.”

She turned to look at you. She looked stunning with the shadows accentuating the contours of her face perfectly. You found yourself glancing at her lips and leaning slightly towards you. To your surprise, she started leaning into you as well. Before your lips could finally mesh together, she pulled back with a sigh and ran her hand through her hair. You felt a rush of disappointment and fear course through your veins. She didn’t like you like that, you should’ve known better. You were so stupid. So, so stu-

“I can’t (y/n). I want to kiss you so bad, but we can’t. Not yet at least. Not until we find the pervert that took those pictures of us.”

You sighed, “right.”

The car was filled with awkward silence. Not even the soft music streaming from the speakers could alleviate the awkwardness. God, you really screwed up your friendship, didn’t you? Sammy, Adrian, and Annie were right; you messed up everything you touched.

You coughed, “I think I’m gonna…”

“Yeah…”

You grabbed your bag and walked into your house, the smell of chicken slapping you in the face instantly. Without checking in with your dad, you hurried up the stairs, desperate for the warm comfort of your bed. That, and if you wanted to get Sammy’s presentation and Adrian’s, Annie’s, and your research papers done by Friday, you had to start as soon as you could. You were going to skip dinner for tonight, you’d just grab more breakfast tomorrow morning. 

You plopped on your bed and got started on your research paper. Luckily, you already had all of the sources you were planning on using and the rough outline of each body paragraph, so writing the actual paper wasn’t going to take long. You worked until you heard a knock at your door. 

“(Y/n),” Techno’s monotone voice called out, “dinner’s ready.”

“Tell Dad I’m not hungry. Practice’s got me beat, I’m going to bed soon.”

He grunted, “you know he’s not gonna like that right?”

You felt frustration start to swim circles around your chest, “Techno, just tell him that I’m not hungry right now. Please.”

“Damn, you don’t need to be like that. I’ll tell him.”

You heard his stomping footsteps thumping down the hall. Shit, you pissed him off. You were a terrible person, he was just trying to get you to eat something, Pushing back the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes, you forced the panic that was starting to swirl around your body in laps deep into your being. You didn’t have time to deal with your failures and stupid emotions, you had to get this done. You didn’t have time to think about Haley’s warm breath ghosting across your lips. You didn’t have time to think about how she probably regretted almost kissing you. You didn’t have time to fall into an anxiety spiral, you needed to focus if you wanted Adrian, Annie, and Sammy to forgive you. You ruined yours and Haley’s friendship and did the same to yours and Techno’s. They were the only ones you had left. You needed to be a better friend.

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[gojology]

Jealousy. (2/3)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 | I AM MAKING THIS A 3 CHAPTER STORY CUZ IM TOO LAZY TO WRITE EVERYTHING TODAY. anyways, jealous mad gojo is so, so cute. i was considering making this super angsty and sad but i figured ill save that for another time. ALSO THERES LIKE 0 ROMANCE HERE IM SORRY 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 | Teen! Gojo Satoru x Gender Neutral Reader 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 | 1186 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 | Cursing, mentions of body parts. ALL CHARACTERS HERE ARE AGED DOWN FROM PRESENT ANIME/MANGA INTO WHEN THEY WERE TEENAGERS. 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 | Shoko, confronting Gojo about her theory on Gojo’s crush, attempts to get an answer. Unlucky for her, you and Geto crash the occasion. Gojo, being the little angry baby he is (gojo slander is acceptable), rage quits and storms away. Geto comforts him about you.    Gojo gawked, turning over. The can tumbled down his face, leaving a trail of water behind, water droplets rolled down Gojo’s pale skin. Shoko’s grave eyes glared directly back, her usual laid-back atmosphere had evaporated into thin air. The can landed on his t-shirt hem, cursing to himself in his head as the water seeped into the fabric.     Gojo gulped, an unbreakable, heavy silence loomed over the two. Could he ever catch a fucking break from Shoko’s smart ass? Gojo could hear all the rustling of the leaves, the screams of (Y/N) and Geto, and never before had he realized how much he hated Geto’s screams and laughs compared to yours.     All he had wanted to hear was you, and no one else.     “Why would I have a crush on them?” Gojo laughed awkwardly, impulsively flicking open the can of pink lemonade. He took a light sip in an attempt to appear casual and nonchalant. “Are you being sarcastic Shoko? I legit can’t tell.”     Shoko exhaled dramatically, leaning onto the tree as well. Pulling her knees toward her chest, she wrapped her arms around her legs, enjoying Gojo squirming and trying to appear as if he wasn’t panicking. She was sure to relish the feeling of power, because usually, with Gojo destroying everything in sight, he hogged all the power.     “No, I just notice how you’re always staring at them, and even though Geto’s your best friend you look like you want to use the extent of all your powers and pulverize the guy with a flick of your wrist.” she stuck her hand in the icebox, shuffling around and looking for a drink, letting out a shudder as the icecubes rubbed against her.    Gojo spat out his drink.    “You are smoking some HAIRY ASS FUCKING COCK, Shoko. Geto’s my best bud, shit we even compared dick sizes once! If he wants to go after (Y/N), it’s whatever, I don’t care.”     “Didn’t need to know that Satoru, back to the point.” she yanked out a carton of apple juice, stabbing the straw into the carton. She took a long sip, setting it down before crawling up to Gojo.    She looked directly into his eyes, her tone unwavering. “I’m afraid you’re the one who’s smoking... You know, I prefer not to use vulgar language like that. I’ve always realized that you stare at (Y/N) more often then you don’t.”     Not knowing how to respond, Gojo turned around, looking for anything to occupy his time. Firmly gripping onto the picnic basket, scavenging inside of it, trying to forget Shoko’s piercing eyes.     He took a deep breath in, turning over with a bag of packaged red bean filled mochi in his hand. You know what? Maybe he did have a thing for (Y/N), fuck how could he know? He didn’t really have any experience with intimate relationships, the closest he had gotten was fucking a few girls in bed, maybe for a few weeks. That was the extent of it all. He tore the wrapper open, opening his mouth to speak.     “Okay, fuck, maybe you got me. I-”    Suddenly, Geto and (Y/N) burst into the scene. Panting heavily, Geto’s hands on his knees, sweat pouring from his forehead. (Y/N)’s hand over their stomach, you crumpled to the ground, thankfully on the picnic blanket, in a fit of laughter and tears in your eye.    “Heard something about hairy cock, Satoru.” he grinned, extending his arm to his best friend. “I got some, if you’d want it.”     Silence pounded in everyone’s ears, no one even dare breathed a word, aside from heavy breathing from Geto and (Y/N). The trees rustled and whistled with the wind.    “Geto!” you laughed, desperately trying to make conversation, slapping his hand away. You looked at Shoko and Gojo, hoping for some form of reaction, you were almost sure Gojo would chuckle a bit, shaking Geto’s hand. Instead, both appeared disgruntled and were incredibly close to eachother.     You felt your gut twist.     “...Do we have any ramune?” you timidly mumbled, the atmosphere was incredibly serious, you noted, a far cry from the bright, cheerful one you just had with Geto earlier.     “Yeah.” Gojo calmly replied, a tone of negativity carried in his voice, tossing you a bottle. You caught it, fumbling with it a little before it dropped to the ground, dirt rubbed the bright, colorful design printed onto the glass bottle.    He strode off, hands shoved into his pockets and mumbling about something. Geto blinked.     “What’s wrong with that guy?” Geto looked down at Shoko, who was now playing with her hair. He gestured to Gojo’s figure disappearing as time passed by.    “Dunno, why don’t you ask him?” Shoko playfully suggested, drinking from her carton with a small smile on her lips.     “Thanks, smartass, will do.” ‧₊˚✩彡.    “Yo, Satoru!” Geto jogged over, feet repeatedly hitting the pavement, it sorta sounded like a rhythm.     Gojo glanced over his shoulder, begging to all things good that it was (Y/N) about to dramatically confess his love to him. On any other day, Gojo would welcome Geto with open arms, ready to go pick up chicks in Tokyo and take them to the bedroom, but an anger was brewing inside of him instead.     “Hi.” he muttered, anxiety now overfilling out of the brim of his body. What did Geto have that he didn’t?     Geto strode up, spitting at the ground as he did so. “What’s with the long face, didn’t get any pussy recently?” he joked, placing a hand on his shoulder.     Gojo, in response, jerked his shoulder away.     Geto looked at Gojo’s face, a mixture of confusion before a look of understanding settled in.     “Hey, man, you good?”     Gojo nodded, glaring at a group of pigeons eating scattered bread. Staring back at Gojo, they hopped backwards, small bits of bread in the hold of their beaks.     Even Geto didn’t know how to respond to such a serious Gojo. He smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.     “Um, well, you know there’s a shit load of time left for the picnic. You can come back whenever, (Y/N)’s been meaning to talk to you about some bullshit.”     Gojo perked up, his slump disappearing. It seemed like the guy had a whole new personality.     “Really?” a tinge of hope in his voice, he tried hiding it.     Geto nodded before grinning, looking down at Gojo’s feet, and then looking up.     “What, you checking me out?” Gojo scoffed, a hint of relief at the casual talk. It had been a while since he had really talked to Geto like a best friend.     “Nah.” Geto faced towards the picnic area, his back now facing Gojo. He glanced back, long black hair blowing in the wind.     “I’m gonna assume this is about (Y/N), good luck..”     Gojo watched as Geto casually walked back to the site, as if he didn’t just say weirdly serious sounding shit, like he didn’t carry all the worries in the world with his shoulders.     “What the fuck could (Y/N) want?” Gojo murmured to himself, kicking at some pebbles as he looked at the ground.