#don’t mind me I’m back making trash again 😂

[liquidloz]

[reigningqueenofwords]

Prom Woes

Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: 1,246 Request: Anonymous. Hey, I saw one of your dean x reader imagines and I loved it a lot! So I was wondering if you could do a fanfic where dean and the reader are about 17 and the reader’s prom date breaks up with her during the dance and Dean comforts her and confesses his feelings? Fluff follows? 😂😂love your fics bunches!!!

Read on AO3

Standing in the middle of the dance floor, your eyes watered. People moved around you, bodies close to their dates. Sniffing, you shook your head and turned, making your way off the dance floor. It was your senior prom, and the memories that should have been magical were shattered.

“Oh, Y/N/N, you look beautiful.” Your mother gushed, holding her hands together by her chin. She’d just put the finishing touches on your hair once you’d finished your makeup. Your dress was a lovely shade of purple, and shimmered slightly. You’d had your eye on it for months before your parents agreed to go prom shopping. Your father refused to buy a dress months ahead of time in case you changed your mind. So, you’d scrambled two weeks prior to make sure you got your dress.

As you passed a trash can, you ripped the flower from your wrist and tossed it in. “Stupid jerk.” You muttered, wanting to punch him in the face. Finding your table, you dropped into your seat.

“Well, that doesn’t look like how you should look at your prom.” Came your best friend’s voice.

You sighed and shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.” You told him sadly, wiping under your eye and smudging your makeup. “Oh, great.” You groaned, seeing the black line on your hand. “Perfect.” You sighed.

Dean furrowed his brows and sat next to you. “What the hell happened? You’ve been looking forward to this night for months.”

You grinned as you Dean sat on the couch watching movies. “We’re seniors!” You squealed.

“Technically, we’re not students until Monday.” He teased. “And you are way too excited.”

“This is the final year of high school. And prom!” You saw him roll his eyes and shoved him lightly. “I can’t wait.” You added. “Jessie will look so hot in a tux.” You sighed.

Dean chuckled lightly. “I still can’t believe you’re dating that idiot.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

You played with the table cloth. “Jessie broke up with me.” You sniffed, your eyes watering all over.

“What?!” He asked, sitting straight up. “When? Why?”

Despite how bad you felt, you let out a soft chuckle at how he sounded. “Just a few minutes ago- on the dance floor.” Your eyes shot to where it was still packed for a moment, then back to the table. “He didn’t really give a good reason, actually.” That fact was just hitting you, and made your more angry than anything. You’d been together since the July before- that was 11 months of your life with him. All to have it ended. At your prom. Your senior prom!

Dean was clearly angry. “What a dick. Where’s that asshole now?”

You shrugged. “I don’t know. He left me on the dance floor. I think I spaced out for a few minutes before I made my way over here. I kinda just wanna go home…” What was the point of staying when you looked like hell from crying, and you were miserable?

“Come on.” Dean got up and held out his hand. “Let’s have our own prom.” He grinned.

Taking his hand, you narrowed your eyes. “Should I be worried?” You asked, half joking.

“Nah.” He pretended to think for a moment. “I don’t think…” He laughed.

Sitting across from him at Burger King, you covered your mouth as you laughed. You had been chewing your burger, and he had made a stupid face. “Stop!” You waved. “I’m trying to eat.”

“Hey, I’m just happy to see you smiling again.” Dean grinned, taking a sip of his soda. “I hate when you’re all upset.” He shrugged.

You licked your lips before taking a sip of your soda, giving him a small smile. “Well, you’re good at making me smile.” You blushed. “You’ve been my best friend for forever.” You chuckled lightly.

Dean pouted, crossing his arms over his chest as he sat on your couch. The four year old was not at all pleased that he was staying at his mother’s friend’s house while she was off having his baby brother.

“Hi!” Came a small voice as you climbed up next to him on the couch. “I’m Y/N/N. ‘Member me?” You looked hopeful, as you’d had playdates with him a couple times before.

He glared. “Stupid girls.” He huffed, instantly regretting it when you looked like you’d cry. “Hey, you know how to play hide and seek?”

You face lit of. “Course I do!” You giggled.

“W-what if I’d like to be more than best friends?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

You froze with your burger almost to your mouth. “What?” You asked, not sure that you’d heard him right. Setting down your food, you swallowed. “You want to be more?”

He shrugged. “I’d like the chance.” Dean admitted nervously. “I’ve loved you for awhile now, honestly.” Your felt your chest tighten as your stomach fluttered at his words. “I just always wanted you happy, and didn’t want to screw us up. Then I saw how bad that dick hurt you.” He sighed, running his hand through his short blond hair. “All I wanted to do was hold you close and make it stop hurting you.”

Chewing on your lip, you chose your words wisely. “Dean…” You said gently. “I just got out of almost a year long relationship.” Which was something you needed to say before saying more. “While I do love you, a lot, I’m not going to pretend I can be more right now.” That would be fair to Dean at all. “I won’t shut the idea down, though.”

Dean nodded, smiling. “I get that, I do!” He told you. “I just couldn’t hold my tongue anymore.”

You chuckled lightly. “I vote that we finish our food, and go to my house, get comfortable, and watch cheesy movies.” 

“I like that idea.” He agreed.

–6 months later–

Dean pouted at you over Skype. “You can’t make it home?”

“I’m sorry!” You sighed. “I have to work.” You explained to your boyfriend of three months. “I’ll be home for Christmas, I promise.”

“Fiiiiine.” He said dramatically, making you chuckle. “How about we have a Skype date on Thanksgiving? You with your food, me with mine.”

You smiled. “I love that idea, actually.” At least you knew that you’d be seeing him in a month, so this would work for now. “How is everyone?”

Dean chuckled. “Mom keeps asking about you. Dad calls you his daughter already, and Sam just started high school.” He shook his head. “I hope he hits a growth spurt soon.” You laughed, knowing what he meant. Sam was a bit on the skinnier side. “How’s school?”

“It’s school.” You shrugged. “I miss you, though. I went to a party the other night with a friend and wound up leaving because I got tired of telling guys off.”

“Well…”

You furrowed your brows. “What?”

Dean smirked, a twinkle in his eye. “What if I told you that you won’t have to worry about that for long?” You raised an eyebrow, urging him to go on. “I’m getting an apartment near you. This January.”

“Really?!” You grinned. “How?”

He laughed. “Dad is opening up a second garage. He needs someone to oversee it. I said I’d do it. I’ll be just half an hour away from you. Not three or so hours.”

“You did that for me?” You asked, feeling loved.

“Us, babe.” He corrected you. 

[princesssszzzz]

Someone asked Beth again about Daemon and she says the same thing but it’s worse now. She says Baela likes Rhaenyra over Daemon. Baela’s father/daughter moments are sacrificed for Rhaenyra to be propped up over Daemon to seem like a better figure among the adults 🙄

Oh that’s even worse than what I was theorizing. So they aren’t even writing Daemon’s decisions to be his decisions. Why the hell would Baela and Daemon’s relationship revolve around Rhaenyra, the woman who’s not her mother? Writing a character like Daemon to act like a little boy that can’t operate or make a decision outside of another character is the worse change from Fire & Blood. Because like I was questioning he’s neglectful because they’re girls, because they’re Laena’s daughters, or the writers legitimately write Baela and Rhaena with nothing but misogynior in their mind? Daemon didn’t actually do anything the last 6 years so it has to be the latter. Not that it’s good writing anyways, Daemon also doesn’t do shit for the boys despite what Harry Collett is saying, Jace can’t fight or speak Valyrian and he doesn’t have a loving relationship with Daemon. Daemon is just there existing and the cast and crew think they can just not show anything on screen, contradict themselves, and then have the cast say something in interviews that makes no sense and people will just accept it.

If Daemon isn’t given an actual reason behind his behavior then he can’t have any meaningful scenes working on his relationship with his daughters. If he ignored his kids because he didn’t want to be a bad influence on them or some BS like that, then that would be one thing. They wrote him like he’s a bachelor with no responsibilities and no kids AFTER the last time skip when he already had changed after the FIRST time skip. So they just took away character development and reverted him back to where he started. Like he hasn’t grown up in anyway but mind you, this is a grown man and one of the oldest characters. If anything, if Baela has a problem with Daemon it should be from how he treated Laena. And this would lead to them having issues with Rhaenyra but they can’t have that so the relationships that actually mean something to Baela and Rhaena are taken away. Not to mention that also effects their relationship with their half brothers. If Daemon is ignoring Baela & Rhaena but not Aegon & Viserys, why would those girls love them as brothers and not feel some type of way.

This is what I mean how the writers are giving low brain cell, and they don’t think. They write Rhaenyra disliking her half brother but that’s suddenly out of the question for any other character. The fandom complains about Viserys only caring about his children from one wife. So everyone sees how that’s an issue except for when it comes to Baela & Rhaena. The writers are also lazy for trying to copy and paste Corlys’ behavior. Corlys is not a family man like he claims. He’s a cheater, tried to marry Laena off young, and doesn’t give af about his actual grandchildren. They can excuse his trash behavior as him being obsessed with getting close to the throne and being away at sea gives me his bad excuse for being neglectful but that doesn’t work for Daemon. There’s no real thought put behind Daemon’s behavior, they don’t want to write him with anyone outside of two people, and one of those people is dead now. I’m sorry but it’s giving Jon Snow’s “muh queen” 😂 I definitely want a scene with Rhaenys and Baela going off on Daemon. Rhaenyra is being propped up over the now ‘incompetent as a parent’ Daemon but Baela & Rhaena are the victims of this writing. It’s definitely done with the intentions of making Rhaenyra seem like a better person in contrast to Daemon. Don’t at the expense of Laena, Baela, and Rhaena l. Because if they have Rhaenys and Daemon being a semi-decent father why would they give af about Rhaenyra. I was watching someone’s ASOIAF livestream yesterday and they totally dismissed that Baela & Rhaena are neglected and said they’re ok because Laena and Rhaenys raised them right. It’s giving ‘strong black woman you don’t need help’ trope. Then those people said grown up Aegon was neglected by Viserys and how sad that was and I was like ????

They don’t want Baela & Rhaena to ever see Rhaenyra in a bad light and their willing to fuck up everyone’s character to get there. For the same reason why Laena is ridiculously written to say she has no issue with her husband mistreating her. And for the same reason why they get to “kill” Laenor without repercussions of Rhaenys not supporting them.

Ryan Condal is also not capable of handling an ensemble cast. He can’t focus on more than 4 characters at a time. He doesn’t respect Baela and Rhaena as characters from F&B and disregards intentional differences between them. That’s why even his set up for Rhaena in season one is now merged with Baela so Daemon now has a horrible relationship with BOTH his kids. And it’s the same reason why he wants Rhaena to claim a dragon despite the entire idea for her story is for her to not have a dragon like Baela does

[evansbby]

Maybe unpopular opinion, but as a woman, I really just want a man to take care of everythingggg. Yes, I’m in uni and I’ll get my diploma in two years, that doesn’t mean I WANT to work. I sure as hell do not want to wake up every day and work a 9 to 5 job. I’m all for woman having their own rights and stuff, but I’d rather stay at home and cook and clean then go out and work (this is just my opinion). I’d probably work after I graduate for a few years, but if I have a husband who can take care of me, why would I continue working? But also, I know so many women who try so hard to MAKE you have that mindset and then shame you when you don’t want to work or some shit. I actually lost a friend over this and it’s so fucking stupid. All I said was that I’d probably become a housewife anyway (I was stressed as fuck studying for my exam😭) and then she started yelling about how ‘I’m trying to take women’s rights away’. Whatever the hell that means💀

But nowadays it’s hard to find men like that since they all want to split everything🙄🙄🙄 I actually went on a date with a guy like that and he made us split the bill even though he ordered like hundred bucks worth of food while I just had a salade and some water😭😭 I’d be fine with it if I ordered more than him, but I had TWO things. I payed for my food and left, safe to say I blocked his ass on my way home💀

Anyway, I don’t really know why I started rambling about this but I saw your post about Andy Barber making you split the bill and shit and I just had to say what’s on my mind💀 (once again, this is my opinion. i’m not shaming anyone who doesn’t agree) Xx

Me since forever! I remember saying this to my bestie back when i was 18 and she was like “WTF what’s wrong with you!!” And now, six years later she feels the same way lmfaoo

BUTTT i feel like id get bored being a housewife so quickly 😂😂 or maybe i wouldn’t who knows. Or maybe I’d get sick of doing housework bc it’s so annoying… washing dishes and all that. Imagine doing that not only for yourself but now you have to do it for some man too 🥲🥲 THEN AGAIN I’d do it if my man was hot and i was in love with him and also if he was helpful and nice 🥹🥹🥹

But knowing me, i get bored so easily so then I’d want to work 😂😂 nothing stressful! Like just work in fashion hehe but only like two days a week and the rest would be devoted to my hot husband and our family 😏😏 (hardcore imagining Ari or an Ari doppelganger will be my husband fr 😭😭)

I don’t think other women mean to shame you when you say you want this… i know most women want this. But the thing is… men are TRASH. Like genuinely they are trash and most of them cheat and then what???? So maybe it’s good to be financially independent.

(I say that but i too just want my man to take care of me and handle everything and make all the decisions and earn the money while i sit at home and look pretty 🫣🫣)

[crowning-art]

TGCF SPOILERS

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How I'm feeling regarding the entirety of what I have read so far:

THAT IS WHAT THE RUNNING THEME OF THIS BOOK IS T-T LOSING MY MIND RN LIKE THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT EVERYONE NEEDS!! JUST. ONE. PERSON!

Xie Lian said, quite matter-of-factly, “Didn’t you ask me to believe you? I believe you. That’s it.”

ANOTHER THEME AHHHHHH LITERALLY CANNOT CONTAIN MYSELF RN

Me saving you is just me following my own principles, that’s all,” Xie Lian replied.

HE SAID IT!!! I saw a lot of art and stuff about this and I finally got to read it! It was so sweet thoo lmao Feng xin is so savage tho

Feng Xin piped up. “You said it yourself, you very much wanted to be His Highness’ f-f-friend!

LMAOOOO MU QING HERE!! My man here really said ya, so plan A is DIE and forgot there are 25 more letters of the alphabet 😂

Mu Qing was so full of spirit earlier, but now his face paled. He raised his palms, closing his eyes, looking as if he was going to smash through his own skull first before he got burnt to death, so he could die more straightforwardly.

Xie Lian hastily cried, “WAITWAITWAITWAIT DON’T YOU BE RASH! I-I-I-I-I’VE GOT A PLAN!”

Mu Qing opened his eyes again. “WHAT PLAN?

CRYING IN THE CLUB!! I MISSED THE IDIOT TRIO SO MUCH!! THEY BONDING AGAIN T-T I can't nobody touch me rn I am SOOOO emotional rn

Loool them going from this:

“Will you both not air out each other’s dirty laundry at a time like this? What’s the point in hurting each other…”

To this:

Sweat rolled down Xie Lian’s forehead and he looked back. “Wait a sec, there’s no need to air mine out either?

Goushi leaves NO survivors lmaooo, def my fave dude ever

“I’m sure there’s at least a million vicious ghosts that have paid a visit to Mount Tong'lu,” Mu Qing said.

“DON’T INTERRUPT!” Guoshi exclaimed.

he ascended??? HUA CHENG ASCENDED?!?!? LOSING MY MIND (again) CUZ HE ASCENDED FOLLOWING XIE LIAN'S PRINCIPLES DJDNFJJF I CANT BELIEVE IT OH MY GOOOD

Literal chills at the whole battle going on but especially....

Since every one of Jun Wu’s strikes were aiming straight for Hua Cheng’s right eye!

NO ROUYE!!!

I WILL CRY NOOO PLEASE IM NOT SURE HOW MANY MORE DEATHS I CAN HANDLE PLZ NO ROUYE COME BACK

I-

“Xianle, did you actually believe that something like being pierced by the sword is something I have less experience in than you? Did you think I would care?”

Damnnnn I have no words

WTF?!?! DUDE JUN WU WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?? OH MY GOD?? I LITERALLY WANT TO PUT MY HAND IN THE BOOK AND MAKE HIM STOP

Jun Wu was expressionless, but his hand was ramming Xie Lian into the rocks like crazy, asking him repeatedly: “Does it hurt? Does it hurt?”

Guoshi exclaimed, “Your Highness!!!”

But, who knows who he was calling for.

AND THEN UGH WHAT A ROLLERCOASTER!! THIS!! IT'S JUST LIKE THE SCENE WITH THE STABBINGBSJDJDJDJF oh my God EXCEPT NOW HE KNOWS WHO HE IS AND IS CONFIDENT IN HIMSELF AND ITS NOT THE SAME AS BEFORE AND I WILL CRY OR SCREAM OR SMT AHHHHHHHHHHGHDHFJ

Xie Lian’s bloody hands pushed against the uneven surface of the rocky wall, gritting his teeth as he roared, “…IT HURTS!!!”

“WILL YOU CHANGE? WILL YOU CHANGE? WILL YOU CHANGE??”

It was as if Xie Lian had gone mad too, and he gripped Jun Wu’s arms, roaring, “I WON’T! I WON’T! I WON’T CHANGE!!!”

Even though the smashing was making him see stars, incomparably painful, he held this breath in stubbornly, refusing to give the desired answer at all, and cried out as he roared. “I JUST WON’T CHANGE! EVEN IF IT’S PAINFUL I WON’T CHANGE, EVEN IF I DIE I WON’T CHANGE, I WILL NEVER CHANGE!!!”

I'm just..... I cant....I love Xie Lian so much..this dude deserves the whole world and I'm just so emotional and proud of how far he's come and who he is as a person and he STILL Goss through trials and tribulations but look at how strong he stays in mind, body, and soul and the-

That!

But Hua Cheng gripped his shoulders. “So what? They’re just millions of fools, they’re all useless trash! But for you, one person is enough!”

One person was enough?

Xie Lian hadn’t yet wrapped his head around it before Hua Cheng pulled him close.

Xie Lian’s eyes widened.

Spiritual power exploded and rushed in.

Those two bands of fetters, that had constrained him for eight hundred years, had burst and shattered!

THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I HAVE BEEN SAYING HUA CHENG IT'S JUST ONE PERSON U NEED

Also

IF SMT HAPPENS TO HUA CHENG I PROMISE YOU I WILL ABSOLUTELY BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF JUN WU I SWEAR TO GOD I CANT BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED

but the way the power of love is what helped them win lmao

BUT I DONT HAVE A GOOD FEELING ABOUT THIS RN I CANT I AM SO EMOTIONAL FOR SO MANY DIFFERENT REASONS I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT THIS SCENE BUT I CANT SEEM TO SAY ANYTHING AAHHH

[harrywavycurly]

Anon with the 3 triplets is a genius 😭 what if they’re older like early teens and they’re fighting over the bathroom every morning or they have the same crush 😭😭😭 can this be a request? 🥹

Hiii babes!! Eddie with triplets seems to have taken over my whole brain at the moment so yes…this can be a request and I love and also hate you for putting this idea in my mind 😂 just kiddinggg i love youu so enjoy!!💖

-For this I went with the names the anon sent me Lina, Tina and Mina Munson but feel free to insert whatever names you want! Also I went with them being old enough to drive ✨

*Eddie loves his girls…even when they are screaming at each other at six in the morning*

“Tina I swear if you’re using my mascara I will throw Mr. Wiggles in the trash.” Eddie runs a hand over his face as he stands in front of the coffee machine as he hears Lina screaming at the closed bathroom door.

“You wouldn’t dare touch Mr. Wiggles because that means Mrs. Gumdrops is fare game.” Tina snaps through the door as Eddie pours some coffee into his mug. He leans over so he can see into the hallway and let’s out a sigh when he sees Mina sleepily making her way towards the closed bathroom door.

“T I have to pee let me in.” Lina looks over at her sister as she crosses her arms over her chest while Mina just yawns and stretches just as the door opens. Mina smiles as she walks inside and Eddie watches Lina’s eyes go wide and he mentally prepares himself for the fight that’s about to happen.

“I didn’t use your mascara.” Tina’s tone is full of sarcasm as she brushes past Lina so she can head to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

“You used my eyeliner.” Eddie takes a sip of his coffee and smiles as Tina smiles at him as she takes a seat at the table that has a plate full of toast and a few jars of jam in the middle of it. “Dad tell her to stop using my shit without asking that’s how people get pink eye you asshole.” Eddie nearly chokes on his sip of coffee as Lina smacks her sister upside the head making her headband slide down onto her forehead.

“Language Lina.” He sends his daughter a glare as she plops into a seat at the table and grabs a piece of toast. “Tina stop using your sisters stuff. If you want eyeliner or whatever then save your allowance and buy your own.” Tina rolls her eyes as she spreads some butter onto her toast.

“Dad I can’t find my band uniform.” Eddie sends the two girls at the table a warning look before he puts his mug on the counter as Mina shouts for him from her room.

“Don’t even start.” He warns before he heads down the hallway to help Mina look for her uniform.

“How is she related to us?” Tina asks before taking a bite of her toast. Lina just shrugs as she pulls her curly brown hair into a messy bun before taking a bite of her own toast.

“I mean she’s just the brains of our little trio that’s all.” Lina answers as she looks over her shoulder and sees Mina struggling to put her shoes on while walking down the hallway as Eddie shoves her uniform into her band bag. “Then again…maybe she’s not.”

“Dad says she’s a lot like Aunt Robin…so maybe she’s the funny one?” Tina adds as Eddie makes his way back into the kitchen so he can place Mina’s band bag on the back of her seat at the table.

“If she’s the funny one then I’m the what? The pretty one?” Lina asks making Tina laugh as she gets up to grab the milk out of the fridge.

“It sure as shit doesn’t make you the smart one.” Tina teases as she grabs two glasses out of the cabinet and put them on the table so she can pour milk into them.

“Language.” He snaps as he holds his mug out so Tina can pour a little milk into his coffee. “Now what’s with this smart and funny and pretty one stuff?” He asks as Tina puts the milk back in the fridge so she can go back to sitting at the table.

“Just figuring out which one we are.” Lina answers as she gets up and grabs the orange juice and pours it into a glass while Mina makes her way into the kitchen and smiles as she sees the glass of milk Tina poured for her.

“I’m the funny and smart one.” Mina states as she sits in her chair and grabs her glass of milk while Tina and Lina stare at her with confused looks making Eddie chuckle, if there’s one thing Mina is good at it’s making her sisters look at her like she has three heads.

“You can’t be two things Mina there’s three choices because there’s three of us.” Tina explains as she fixes her headband making sure it holds her curly hair out of her face.

“All three of you are smart funny and pretty.” Eddie states before taking a sip of his coffee and checking the time from the watch on his wrist. “And now all three of you are going to be late.” Mina shoves a piece of toast into her mouth and grabs her band bag before rushing past Eddie towards the front door.

“Bye dad! Love you!” He smiles as he hears the door open and close while Lina and Tina take their time grabbing their backpacks.

“Can I go to the mall after school?” Lina asks as she grabs the keys to the rusted but trusted van off the counter.

“Fine but take Mina too you know she likes the pretzels they sell at that one place.” Eddie answers making Lina just nod as she quickly leans over and places a kiss to Eddie’s cheek.

“See you later dad.” He smiles as Tina rushes up and kisses his other cheek as Lina walks towards the front door.

“Love you!” The two of them yell in unison before closing the front door. Eddie just let’s out a sigh as he walks over to the window, he can’t help but smile as watches Lina get into the drivers seat of his old beat up van while Tina and Mina play rock paper scissors to see who gets to ride shotgun and who has to be squeezed in the middle. He laughs to himself when Mina does a victory dance while Tina just rolls her eyes as she climbs into the van so she can sit in the middle. 💖

[ieroween1031]

My Thoughts in Real Time as I Watched Episode 10 of Love in the Air That Absolutely Nobody Asked For (Spoiler Alert!):

Oh my god, Pai just called Sky his boyfriend, I’m gonna snap my computer in half.

Pai’s face when Sky is crying and begging for him not to let go, I’m already emotionally weak

What does Prapai even do for work? Like, what kind of business does his family run?

“Do you know how hard it was to hold back?” You mean how hard it was to not assault a half-conscious person when they’re sick? I love you, but come on, Pai.

Peat’s an amazing actor. Sky, not so much.

I’m not proud of the noise I made at the close-up shot of them holding hands in bed. I literally squealed.

I literally will never get over how fucking gorgeous Fort is. Like he’s seriously so pretty, it makes me sick.

Sky’s clothes are changing but Pai’s aren’t, and I feel like that’s kinda gross. How long have you been wearing those clothes, my guy?

I JUST FUCKING SQUEALED AGAIN AT SKY TOUCHING PAI’S HAIR

GODDAMN IT, SKY, JUST LET HIM LOVE YOU AND LET YOURSELF LOVE HIM!

I don’t know why, but I’m obsessed with the difference in their skin tones.

You tell him, Pai. Let’s get some decent communication going, please!

PRAPAI’S FACE WHEN SKY KISSES HIS CHEEK IS THE CUTEST FUCKING THING I’VE EVER SEEN.

Fort in these racing jackets should be one of the modern wonders of the world

GOD MOTHERFUCKING DAMN IT YOU SON OF A BITCH I’M SO FUCKING ANGRY RIGHT NOW WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE JUST SEEING HIM MAKES ME LIVID YOU TRASH EXCUSE FOR A HUMAN BEING

Tag yourself: I’m one of the three people all chastising Sky at the same time

I am completely here for everyone telling Sky how important he is as how much they appreciate his hard work. My baby deserves all the love he can get.

THAT STUPID CHICKEN SONG IS STUCK IN MY HEAD FUCK YOU

More communication, we stan.

Okay, I’m not mad about seeing that shitbird Gun anymore, because I’ve been waiting for this scene with Prapai and Payu helping with the freshmen

DADDY DADDY DADDY DADDY DADDY DADDY DADDY

I’m older than both of them, but I would still call Boss and Fort ‘Daddy’ and not feel the least bit guilty about it.

OH MY GOD NATSU I’M SQUEALING AGAIN

Joy, you fucking gossip.

That x-acto knife, I’m fucking cackling. 😂😂😂

“Did I sleep with a psycho?” Yeah, well, it wouldn’t be the first time, sweetheart.

Was that too soon? I feel like that was too soon.

This is all entirely too happy. How are they planning to rip my heart out in the last ten minutes? Because I have a feeling something is coming that’s gonna make me want to cry.

Yes, please introduce Sky to your family. They’ll absolutely love him and I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; my sweet baby just deserves all the love he can get.

KISS HIM KISS HIM KISS HIM KISS HIM

GODDAMN IT FUCK!!!

I’d like to apologize for my outburst earlier; this is the the best episode so far. We got the Phis helping the Nongs with the freshman, the writing on the hands, and now I get the scene with Prapai on the floor and sweet, precious little Sky just a-grinning away on the bed. My heart hurts.

Prapai googling how to take care of a sick person is a mood

He called his mom? My sweet child is a clueless idiot and I would kill or die for him.

Is he keeping a log of all the things he’s learning about Pai? I can’t breathe, that’s too fucking adorable.

Huh. I was wrong about something devastating happening in the last ten minutes. I’ve never been so happy to be wrong before.

The preview for the next episode has me flailing. I can’t tell you how excited I am for Sky for finally admit that he’s completely gone for Pai, because fucking same, bro.

Are we getting another NC scene next episode? Probably not, because Me Mind Y are teases, but I don’t care. just that was enough to drive me insane.

My heart literally hurts knowing that this is all gonna come crumbling down around us sometime in the next three episodes.

WE’VE ONLY GOT THREE EPISODES LEFT I’M GONNA THROW UP

[mrs-han]

Hi Mama Han! 💜 Please know my Happy Birthday wishes are meant to be sent the day of your birthday and not before 🙏 (in my country is considered bad luck to greet someone for their birthday days before 😅)

I thought of asking for something sweet like MC making Jumin sleep on her lap on the days at his penthouse when he obviously didn't sleep, but THEN I remembered this video:

https://youtu.be/d_sa4Ur04QU

And the masterpiece that was "The Trilogy of the Marias" with Thalia and I thought: Jumin's route, but as a Mexican telenovela with the funniest tropes we love from the medium (the rich boy, the poor girl, the evil stepmom, AMNESIA, lost relatives, Soraya! Pick your choice! )

Basically I hope you can write something you can have fun writing 😊 and Happy Birthday (in a few days)

Omo, hello Darling!! *huggu*

(Don’t worry, I totally understand — my family will only say it the day of, too! I got caught saying ‘Happy Birthday’ to my father the day before his birthday, and I got LOOKS.)

AND OKAY UM, MEXICAN TELENOVELAS?! Omo. Omo, I just got an idea based off of a show modeled after a telenovela 😂 if you know, you know! (My mom loves that novela, by the by 😂)

Okie!! Here goes!! And ¡¡¡Muchas gracias por tu petición!!! Siento haber tardado tanto ><

Jumin had never attended a unisex baby shower before. His father’s more lucrative partner insisted on a gender-neutral theme, something Jumin heavily admired. The colors were very pleasing to the eye.

But as the party progressed, Jumin couldn’t stop noticing the combined glow and irritability of the mother-to-be. She kept complaining of the room being too hot, or too cold. She had even thrown a gifted pair of slippers at her husband’s head at one point.

“Ah, sweet love.” Standing next to his best friend, V casually leaned against Jumin’s sturdy figure. “Take it in, Jumin. One day, that will be us. At the mercy of our dear —”

“What the hell is this?” The mother-to-be demanded, lifting up a pair of slim-fitting jeans. “Who would buy me this now?! Do I look like I can fit into jeans?!”

V awkwardly lifted his glass to his lips. Jumin bit back a laugh.

“Hey Jumin, she’d like jeans, wouldn’t she? She can wear them after she gives birth, right?”

“Honey, try to calm down —”

“How can I stay calm when some idiot thinks I can fit into a size two after this?!”

Slipping out of the room like an eel between rocks, V set his wine glass down and exhaled shakily.

“I’m not an expert, but —”

“Shut up, Jumin.”

Laughing softly, Jumin’s eyes fell to his blurry reflection echoed in the wine’s dark red color.

“Kind of makes you think, doesn’t it?” V asked.

“About?”

“Settling down. Having kids.”

Jumin was ready to object, but his best friend was right. His mind did wander to the possibilities of siring heirs one day, but that meant meeting a woman and…

Ehm.

Still. Jumin’s age combined with the lack of an heir to the Han family name got to him.

A little bit.

“I have no interest in dating anyone at the moment, much less marrying them. Children are, unfortunately, a very distant goal.”

Finishing his wine, V smacked his lips, much to Jumin’s chagrin. “Sure, if you stay in your bubble.”

“Sure, I should be just like you,” Jumin scoffed. “Rambling to the park attendant about the speeds of rollercoasters and eventually throwing up in the nearest trash can once the ride is over.”

“… You said you’d never bring that up again.”

“It’s safe to say that you and I aren’t siring any heirs anytime soon. Women repulse me, and you, well —”

“Yes, yes, I’ll probably puke all over the next woman I talk to. Right?”

“… No, but why not.” Jumin grinned.

V’s eyes grew as a thought came to mind. “Ready for a crazy idea?”

Jumin took another sip of his wine. “Why not, the night is still young.”

“Let’s donate sperm tomorrow.”

Spitting everything up, Jumin’s eyes bore into V. “Are you — what? Why?”

“Well, like you said. We aren’t having kids anytime soon, and with how much busier our lives are going to get, it’s not a bad idea.”

“V, do you really —”

“We’ll be giving the gift of life to a couple. Or a well-off single mom!”

“… I don’t know. Maybe. I’ll think about it.”

“Come on, Jumin. We both know you’re going to say yes.”

“Doesn’t it bother you? There will be a young man or woman that will one day look like you, or me. We aren’t in the private eye, Jihyun.”

“Who cares about all that. Why are you so worried?”

Jumin felt the uncomfortable churn of jealousy over V’s more carefree nature. “I… well, there’s no harm in checking it out —”

“I already made an appointment for us.”

“You wha — delete it.”

A shame V refused to listen. The following day, Jumin found himself sitting in the waiting room of a sperm donor facility.

“No, that’s literally impossible.”

“Ma’am… I’m sorry, but…” laughing nervously, the doctor looked at you, then at the paperwork in her hand. “The results prove otherwise. When was your last period?”

“Uh, a I’m a little late, but —”

“How late?”

“Two, three weeks? Look, I shouldn’t be pregnant. I can’t be pregnant, I’ve never had sex! I’m here for the results of a Pap smear, not to —!!”

You cut yourself off. You had to, or the swirling sensation you felt would eventually tip you over.

The doctor’s eyes gradually widened. “… You… were the Pap smear appointment at 0900 hours on Tuesday?”

“Yes!!”

“… Oh!” Her laughter almost calmed your nerves.

Almost.

“I confused my appointments, you see… I had an artificial insemination appointment with another client… forty-five minutes after you… I must have gotten you two mixed up…!”

“Are you kidding me?!” You yelled. “How could you confuse the two?!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t — I had a lot on my mind that day! You see, I had —”

“Oh my God, I don’t want to hear it!!” Throwing your hands up, you couldn’t stop focusing on the anxious churning in your stomach. Hell, maybe it was the seed suddenly aware that it shouldn’t be there.

“There are options for you to take —”

“You know what, you’re done. I want a new doctor.”

“Ma’am, it’s the end of the year… and if you want to schedule an appointment with a new provider, you need to wait until after New Years…”

“After New Years.”

“And our staff at the front desk is going to inform you that the wait will be about two months out…”

You had never been more furious in your life. Sliding off of the examination chair, you (tried to) take as many deep, controlling breaths as possible. You were too afraid to ask about your options, and while abortion was the most reasonable, this doctor would probably end up giving you cyanide to injest.

“If I may,” the doctor voiced timidly, raising her finger.

You shook your head, agitating the budding headache against your temples. “I really don’t want to hear any suggestions, thanks.”

“No, you see… the sperm donor asked that I inform him of when his sperm was ever used —”

“His sperm should have never been used.”

“Nevertheless… would you like to know…? Who…”

The timidity of your doctor’s voice frustrated you further. “It doesn’t matter. I doubt I’ll keep it.”

“Which is reasonable, given the circumstances! But, I’m wondering if you, too, would like to know… given you may not keep —”

“Fine. Who is it.”

She stared at you, fumbling with her fingers. “Are you familiar with Han Jumin of C&R International…?”

You stopped breathing. Your fingers tingled, your throat went dry, and your jaw clenched so tightly that you felt your teeth grinding rigidly against each other.

Han Jumin. The heir to the massive business conglomerate, C&R. Of course you knew him. Well, not personally. You were currently reading one of his books, The Successful Path of a Certain Man, for your Business Intelligence & Analytics final.

He was a business magnate, a flawless negotiator and the role model for business majors everywhere.

And you were inseminated with his seed.

“I have to go.”

“Um, wait — ma-am!”

Ignoring your doctor completely, you grabbed your coat and rushed out of the facility. It was too much for you to absorb, and you had so many questions.

Like, what was the Han Jumin doing at a sperm bank?

How would you go about suing your doctor?

Why did you schedule your first freaking Pap smear towards the end of the year?!

You wanted to go home, curl under a huge pile of blankets, and disappear from the world.

But something else captured your attention. A ping from your phone.

Unknown: … Hello…? Can you see this?

[house-of-slayterr]

Shed Your Scales: Come Back To Me

An: She’d your scales part 2

Tag: @oceansrose2002 @myers-meadow @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better

In case y’all wanted to read too, since it took me all day to write 😂

Your POV:

My exam was rough the afternoon. No matter how many layers I strapped on, I never felt quite warm enough. It was hard to concentrate with everything being so loud. But I think I managed to keep my cool and remembered everything I had studied. By the time I put my pencil down o was more than ready to walk out of the room. I was the second person to finish, Gwen being first and a few other students before Harry. Gwen also worked a job in journalism, so she had special permission to leave early.

I walked up to the stand up teachers desk. I leaned down and whispered a quick.

“I’m not feeling well.” After I turned in my paper.

The woman gave me a nod, allowing me permission to leave. What I wasn’t expecting was to have Harry run down the hall after me. I turned around, wobbling slightly. The effects weren’t as bad this morning, but it seemed as the day went on my head was louder and louder. I could hear my heart beating in my chest, and I must have imagined hearing his as well.

“Yes Harry?”

“Woah” he said, reaching out to steady me when I almost fell.

“Did you sleep at all last night?”

I nodded slowly, but it didn’t seem much like he believed me. He frowned, but moved on to his original intent with the conversation.

“Did you hear about what happened to Doctor Connors?” He asked.

My eyes did widened.

“No, what happened.”

“Apparently he was running an unauthorised experiment in the school. I guess he was trying to see if he could fix regeneration or something, but he mixed his project with reptile DNA. One of the staff caught wind of this and went to go find him in his office this morning. But he was nowhere to be seen, the room was completely trashed and the window broken.”

I put my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle making any noise.

“So no class this afternoon”.

Of course that’s what the boy cared about. He didn’t have any personal connections with the professor.

“Harry, he works on the fifth floor of the school.” I pointed out.

“We’ll no one was found splattered on the concrete, so I’m sure he’s fine. Where ever he is, the school has to report it.”

“No!”

“No you don’t think they should report him for running human experiments?”

“It’s not that simple Har- look I’m not feeling well. I’ll see you later, yeah?” I tried to play it off smoothly.

I had just gotten my father back, there was no way I was letting him leave now. I ran back to my dorm, barricading myself inside. I grabbed all my hoodies and blankets and made a little igloo on top of my bunk. My mind was full of worry. Was my father trying to grow his arm back? That was the only reason I could think that he would try something this stupid. But then again, what had he given me last night.

Suddenly my phone rang, I looked down at the ID and debated picking it up. I was angry with him of course, but my fear trumped that.

“Are you ok? Where are you?” I said before he could get a word out.

I heard heavy breathing on the end of the phone.

“Doctor Connors?” I asked.

“I need you to meet me somewhere. It can only be you ok?” He said seriously.

I was pissed right now. How was I ever supposed to trust him again. Maybe this whole thing was an act so he could get close to someone with similar DNA.

“The school will have you arrested if you return.”

“Have you told them?”

I scoffed. He was really asking me that right now. But I couldn’t stay mad for long when I heard him let out a strained groan.

“Dad, where are you?”

“I’ll send the coordinates. Come at night.”

“Dad I-“

He hung up before I could finish. I was beyond furious at this moment. It would only get colder at night, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle that. A knock at my door was the last fucking thing I needed right now. When it opened anyway, I knew it must have been one of my friends. We all doctored key cards to each others rooms. It case of emergencies. Well originally more for like “i forgot my text book, or my essay” or “come help me with this” type emergencies. Not the current predicament I was in. I couldn’t tell any of them. But when I looked up, it was just Peter.

“Harry was worried.”

“So why isn’t he here?” I challenged.

He flinched slightly at my tone, then quickly shutting my door behind him. Oh yes, just come right on in Peter. He quickly rushed over to me in a hushed tone.

“I heard what happened with the professor.” He started.

“What come to tell me he’s a fugitive or something.” I laughed bitterly, “already got that vibe from Harry.” I said.

He sighed.

“Y/N, there’s no easy way for me to say this, but you’re my friend and I trust you-“

I didn’t see any sense of a lie in his eyes. Peter was being entirely serious right now, so I nodded for him to continue.

“Did he- did he use his serum on you?” He asked.

My eyes widened. How could he possibly know that? I knew he and my father hung out a lot after hours. He was trying to turn Peter into his star pupil. Did he know what my father was making.

“What?” I said pulling my knees to my chest and moving away from him.

“You’re freezing, aren’t you?” He asked.

“Peter-“

“I can’t feel it, you’re not radiating body heat like you should, you’ve been antsy all day, and kept squinting more than usual in the bright lights. Does- does it hurt?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t understand what’s happening Peter. If- if I tell you this you can’t tell anyone ok?”

“I promise”

He said, sitting next to me and bringing me into a hug to try and warm me up.

“Christ you are freezing.” He said, a look of concern in his eyes.

“I don’t think I’m reacting well to whatever this is. He- he asked me to meet him somewhere, tonight, after dark.” I said.

“You’re not seriously considering going. He- he drugged you. I mean it’s clear to me you have no idea what he was making up there.”

“Oh and you do? If you thought it was so bad Peter, why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t think he’d actually finish it, let alone try to use it on a student. What if he’s taking you there to I don’t know, get rid of evidence or something?”

I pushed Peter away from me, with more force than I thought. He stumbled backwards but quickly caught his footing.

“You have to tell the school.”

“Don’t you dare Peter! I’ll be ruined if this gets out. Don’t you understand that? It’s bad enough some people have noticed me sneaking int his office. I’m sure those rumours were already starting.”

“We’re you-“

“How could you ask me that Parker? You know me! He’s- he’s my father.”

“What?”

“Doctor Connors had another kid before he was married. Turns out, that was me.”

“I knew you were looking for your dad, I didn’t know you-“

“Because I didn’t want it to change your opinion of me.”

“Why would I think any differently of you?” He asked, sounding offended at the accusation.

“Because he’s my dad, I didn’t want people to think I was getting hand outs. I’m actually really good at his class.”

“You think I don’t know that? Why do you think I come to you and not Gwen.” He laughed, trying to ease the mood.

It did calm me a little.

“Peter?”

“Yes?” He asked, his full attention on me.

It was nice to see him not completely trying to joke around.

“What are you?” I asked.

He froze when I turned back to look at him. I could feel it not, the strangeness my father was talking about. There was something up with Peter. He sighed.

“You can sense it too now, can’t you.”

“And where did you get that cut on your lip?” I asked, stepping closer.

“I was with your father last night. After he took the serum he started freaking out. I felt like something was wrong so I rushed over. He was different, he was changing…”

“What happened?”

“I tried to stop him. But whatever he took it was spiking his hormone and adrenaline levels. We fought for a bit before he jumped out the window and I couldn’t track him. He muttered something about you before he left so…”

“Here you are.” I sighed, inspecting Peter’s face closer.

His lip was busted, and he had a black eye. I was sure there would be more bruises under his sweater if I took it off.

“Are you ok? Did you break anything?”

He shook his head know.

“Peter-“

“I’m Spider-Man”

It was my turn to freeze, as I dropped my hands from his face. Of course I had my own hypothesis. He was always sneaking off, trying to hide injuries, overly tired. I thought maybe he’d got himself tangled up in a gang. There was no shortage of violence in New York.

“You believe me?” He asked.

“Peter, after the day I’ve just had, I would believe just about anyone. Is that why you asked me a few months ago about web tensility?”

I let out a practically violent shiver, and he rushed over.

“Maybe we can talk about me being Spider-Man another time. Are you in pain?”

“No more than the usual amount.” I shrugged.

“The usual amount is zero.”

“Maybe for you Mr Spider DNA”

He rolled his eyes.

“You aren’t seriously considering meeting him are you? He, he’s not acting like himself right now, it’s dangerous.”

“Peter I have to, he’s my dad and he’s hurt. Besides he’s the only one who knows what’s in that serum.”

“You think he can fix you?”

I nodded.

“Then let me go with you, in case things go south.”

“I appreciate it, but we both know that’s a terrible idea. If he attacked you earlier and he sees you again, it might just provoked that. You said it yoruself, he’s not acting like my father right now.”

“Why I don’t understand is why he gave it to you at all. You’re not missing any limbs.”

I frowned.

“My father was the only one who knew I was sick. I didn’t tell you guys cause I didn’t want you to worry. In his own way he was trying to help.”

“Sick?” Peter asked.

“Organ failure. Not like I can speed up the transplant list.” I shrugged.

He looked hurt, and I understood why. That was a big thing to keep from someone who cared about you. But I didn’t want him to look at me the way he was right now.

“So all those times you went back to your dorm early?”

“I was actually going to the ER.”

He nodded slowly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. Don’t tell Gwen or Harry until I get back ok? I wanna do it myself.”

“Of course. Just please stay safe. Call me if anything happens I’ll be right there.”

I pulled him into a hug, enjoying his warmth a little while longer.

“Thank you Peter. You’ve been a really great friend.”

“Don’t say it like that. You’re coming back to us.”

I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud. I had no idea how tonight would go. Even if he reversed the serum, I’d still be dying. And I’d waste away in this stupid school, but at least I’d have my friends. When nights fall came, I threw on my hoodie and used the hood to cover my face. He was somewhere underground in one of the many tunnels leading to the sewer system. It was even colder down here.

“You came.”

“Was that ever a question? You did this to me…”

“I’m sorry. I never meant for yesterday to happen. I mixed up our mugs. You got the pre-serum by accident and as soon as I realised it you were already gone.

“I couldn’t see him because it was dark. So I couldn’t read his body language to tell if he was being genuine.”

“Come out.” I requested.

“I don’t want to startle you child, it’s not good.”

“I need to look you in the eyes when you say that, forgive me for being a bit suspicious and confused right now.”

He stepped out of the shadows and I gasped. Parts of his skin were turning green and scales, and it looked painful. I put my hand over my mouth.

“You have to understand it was a mistake that I will take full responsibility for. I will fix you.”

“Fix us!” I corrected. I took a step forward, grabbing his arm gently.

“Does it hurt”

“It’s bearable, I’m more worried about you, you didn’t get the full serum. I didn’t account for that in my studies. How are you feeling.”

“I can’t seem to regulate my body temperature and my eyes hurt. Some cramping but like you said, it’s bearable.”

He frowned, pulling me forward and sitting me down on a dry ledge. He pulled a flash light out from his lab coat project and checked my eyes

“How peculiar. It’s seems you didn’t fully combine with the reptilian DNA. Your eyes have completely changed, but other than the temperature thing, which is bad, it doesn’t look like your skin was otherwise effected.”

“So what are you saying, I have what, reptile eyes now. What species.”

“I used amphibian DNA, you know how tricky those creatures are with the easy adaptability and their short evolutionary periods.”

I sighed.

“We’ll figure this out dad, we’ll find a way to reserve the side effects but keep the health benefits. You were close you just need fresh eyes on the project.”

“You’re too kind to me child.”

“You said it yourself, it was a mistake. Peter mentioned-“

“You talked to Mr Parker. Is he ok?”

“Yes, you beat him up pretty bad so maybe step one after we get you fixed is an apology. But I think your career as a professor is toast. What you did was unethical.”

“The rage was also an unaccounted for variable, I’m afraid my mind is slipping.” I frowned.

“Maybe it’s you who should be sitting down right now.”

As if on cue he groaned in pain, clutching his arm as it began to change in front of my eyes. While this certainly wasn’t the intended effect, this was a huge feat in science. He did the impossible, he grew back a limb. If we could isolate that condition, it wouldn’t even matter that he’d be banned from teaching. We could go on it together, so his name isn’t attached. I grabbed his arm to try to comfort him, but it was somehow like it transferred the pain. He looked up at me in shock.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that would happen.”

He seemed so defeated it broke my heart.

“Why are you apologising, that was entirely my fault.”

I went to touch him again but he pulled back.

“I wanted to feast a hypothesis, maybe that was a fluke.”

“Even now your more concerned about the sconce then your own health, you really are my daughter.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“I practically poisoned you due to my negligence.”

“And you apologised and are working to fix it. That’s more than most people do. You’re not a bad person Doctor Connors, your heart and head were in the right place. Science is a tricky bastard.” I laughed.

It seemed to ease his mind a little.

“Here’s the key, I’ll text your the address and I’ll try to get some of your stuff from the lab and bring it over tomorrow. Just keep your head low ok? If we perfect this we could really help people.”

“I’m more concerned about getting you better first.”

“I know, I know, and we will. I’ll talk to your wife and William. I knew what it was like to grow up without you, I’m not gonna let that happen to him.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Doctor Connors I have waited 20 years to have you in my life. I’m not gonna kick you to the curb because of one, colossal mistake. It takes more than that to scare me off.”

He chuckled lightly and I was glad any bad blood seemed to be resolved. Of course I was still upset. This mistake could have killed me. But it was just that, and honest mistake and I desperately wanted to believe it.

“I’m going to talk to Peter too, you both just had a misunderstanding. He won’t tell the cops, I can convince him of that much.”

“Perhaps he should, I did attack the poor boy.”

“But you didn’t want to. That’s the difference, Dad it was the serums doing, that’s not your fault.”

“I created it.”

“Like scientist haven’t made mistakes that have gotten people hurt before. Peter is one of us, he’ll understand. Just work on getting us better. Everything will work out in the end, I’m sure of it.”

“You have far too much faith in me.”

“And that’s your problem, you don’t have enough in yourself. If that’s the role I have to play in your life, I’m more than fine being moral support. I don’t need you to raise me, I’m already an adult. I just want your company.”

“And you shall have it. Perhaps one day, you can have dinner with my family. Real dinner this time, not just delivering bad news.”

“I would like that very much.”

I groaned again when a wave of pain washed over me. He was quick to grab my arm to stabilise me.

“Perhaps we should enlist Mr Parker’s help, he’s my brightest student besides you.”

“I’m fine.”

“You are far from fine. Stop pretending for my sake.”

The next wave of pain shot through me and I screwed my eyes shut. Whatever was in the serum, my body was rejecting it. Despite having similar DNA to my father, my body wasn’t being as kind about the transformation.

“Doctor Connors-“ I said but I couldn’t get the rest of the sentence out before I collapsed. It was too much.

Doctor Connors POV:

I was infuriated with myself. How could I make such a careless mistake? She’ll never trust me again, she’ll never want to see me again. But I had to fix this, and to do that I would have to be a part of her life. It was strange that two semesters ago I had no idea she existed, but now I couldn’t imagine my life without her in it. She was just another on the long list of mistakes I’ve made.

I shouldn’t have left her mother. I should have realised she was pregnant. I could sit around hiding in the dark all day, or I could stop being a pussy and call. I was surprised by how willing she was to meet me. And how forgiving she was when she got here. But despite my changing outward appearance, she was looking much worse for wear. She kept insisting she was fine, but I could see it. She looked more sick than before. And when she collapsed in my arms I had enough. I was quick to grab her, making sure she wouldn’t hit her head on anything.

Her phone was in her pocket, she had given me the code in case of emergencies. I quickly dialled Parker.

“Oh thank god, are you ok? Did he hurt you?”

I moved the phone away from my ear and growled slightly. I would never hurt my daughter. Well, not intentionally. But it seems I would have to deal with the consequences of my actions.

“Peter I need your help.”

His voice went cold, but the worry was still heard loud and clear. He seemed like a good friend to her.

“And why should I help you any longer?”

“Because she’s dying Peter, and I’m not going to let that happen. If I send you a list can you get me the stuff from my lab and meet me at her Apartment?”

“What the hell did you do?”

“It was supposed to fix her!” I growled, “it was supposed to make everything better. I just got her, I wasn’t going to lose her to some illness because the doctors don’t care enough to put her on the transplant list.”

“So it wasn’t an accident.” He scoffed.

“And she’ll never know we had this conversion. Trust me Peter, you’re the last person I want to be asking for help from right now. But I know you’ll do the right thing. You’re a good friend to her and I will respect that. We’ll put out differences aside just this once.”

“I can be there in an hour. If she dies before I get there, I swear to god I will make it haunt you. You’re not going to get away with this.”

I sighed.

“Whatever you have to tell yourself kid. But I need 100% of your focus on this. You’re the only one in my class smart enough to help.”

“I’m on my way.”

I hung up the phone. Peter was a good kid, before I found out what he does in his spare time. I tried to push him away from her cause I didn’t want to risk her getting dragged into this sort of lifestyle. She was too self sacrificing. And I wouldn’t loose her to some hero complex either. I could warm her up when I got to the apartment, and have Peter tell the school she was taking a few weeks off for health reasons.

I had no intentions of finding a cure to my problem. I was so much stronger now. Nobody would push me around anymore. I refused to be a joke in the scientific community. But she was right. I could save people with this. I could make everyone stronger, even her. And she’d have to forgive me for that.

“We’re gonna make you better.” I said even though she couldn’t hear me.

Right now I had to get her home, and quick. Luckily for me that would no longer be a problem. My transformation was almost complete, and I’d never go back to being wimpy Doctor Connors again.

An: if anyone’s interested I can make this a longer series. End game is either Peter or Harry, you decide! Hero or villain, cause you already plan to work for OsCorp.

[deiliamedlini]

4 WIPS and a Dilemma

Let’s start with the dilemma: I don’t know which WIP to focus on. That’s easy enough. 

I’m hoping I can get opinions on which of these four fics I have going I should focus on/post next? 

I posted that I had these WIPs on NYE, but I don’t care. I’m doing it again because my mind is actually melting trying to figure out which to focus on.

Someone please help lol

Technically, I have a lot more than 4 WIPS, but these have beginnings, and that’s really all you need sometimes lol. I’m still working on my normal stuff, but I just don’t have the attention span to just focus on one main fic, and I need another project to be posting. I literally have every document open on my computer and can’t focus on any when I want to write them all. (Or do I just post them all and update at will? 🤔). All of these have been WIP Wednesday’s on here at some point, so I linked the ones I could find

Dance With Me: a self-indulgent fic with not the deepest plot, but antagonistic-to- friends- to lovers trope with Calamity AU . Basically, the Yiga almost kill Zelda, so Rhoam makes her train with one of their best soldiers so she can defend herself.  It’s a lot of fluff, but it gets progressively more “oh shit, it’s the Calamity” as it goes. I have a WIP Wednesday preview of this first chapter. I have a lot done for this one, actually, but it’s not the one I’m most engaged in. BUT with a lot done, that just means editing for a while, which will bring me back into the fic. 

Modern Fantasy BOTW Retelling: I wanted Link in a suit. He’s a bit of a playboy because he’s famous for being the hero. Zelda’s taking advanced ancient engineering classes with Purah while trying to unlock her powers. At it’s core, it’s basically pre-calamity modern AU. VERY Enemies/Antagonistic-to friends-to lovers. Basically, these two antagonistically flirt hard. Also considered making Link tall here as a joke, but we do love a short boy. Decisions, decisions. WIP Previews: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5  (3 & 5 are my favorite ones here, just saying. Bring me feisty Link). And I drew Link in a suit like... 4 times, maybe? Here are two because I went to find them for inspiration anyway, and the first one was my second top post of 2021 so that’s maybe influencing me: 1 | 2 . Basically, I just keep harassing tumblr with this fic 😂

Modern Portal Travel Military AU: Link and Zelda are on a military-funded exploration team (Zelda is a researcher, not military), and they travel to different lands (aka zora, rito, etc) on a long-scale adventure with a mix of forbidden romance because they’re on the same work team, fun hijinks, but also deep themes like loss, PTSD, etc. So heavy and light content. All the WIPS for this one are in this link because I also keep harassing Tumblr with this fic

One Knight: Humors double entendre title that brings me joy so I’m probably keeping it, but Link and Zelda sleep together anonymously in a tavern (M, not E. My E smut writing skills are trash), have a fantastic time, and then go back to find out that they’re the hero/princess and they have a hard time reconciling that the person they had so much fun with for one night is the person they both were determined to hate. This was supposed to be a oneshot, and now it’s a fic. OOPS!  Here are the WIPS: 1 | 2

[scarlet-fantasies]

Could you do when their gf is on their period please?

Hi!

Yes I can. I should’ve done this earlier sorry for the wait things have been crazy.😞 but here it is. Funny how you asked me this while I’m on it.

-Scarlet

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:: Eren::

He is so sweet, omg I need him to help me with mine😅😅🥺🥺😂😂

So of course you did not have to explain what it is, I mean come on he’s 19 he should know that shit.

Anyways I think when this first occurred with him around he wouldn’t know that your on it unless he asked you something and you hinted at something.

“You want to go swimming babe it’s hot.”

“I’d love to Eren but I can’t.”

“Ohh that’s what’s going on.”

Other times he can tell when he touches your ass and if your wearing a pad well he’s gonna know😒😒 something I hope never happens to me, dear god.

That’s in the beginning but once he’s witnessed it enough he just freaking knows. Like it’s the way you are and especially if your mad he asks if that’s what’s going on.

“I just-I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Baby are you on your period?” He’d ask serious yet it was kinda awkward cause he’d ask you no matter what.

“Yes and no.” You’d say annoyed.

“Aww, babe. I’m sorry. Do you have everything you need?” He’d ask kissing your forehead.

He gives so many back hugs and just so many head kisses.

If you’re the type to experience lots of abdomen pain he gets you pills for it.

If you can’t take them or it doesn’t work he rubs your stomach.

When you experience nausea he will keep your hair out of your face when you throw up. Or have a trash can when you need it.

He’s not grossed out or thinks it’s weird if you puke he just feels horrible for you.

After such a feeling he sees how it just makes you feel ready to pass out and cry. (At least that’s how I feel afterwards) So here he cuddles you in bed.

“Aww you poor baby.”

“Eren, it hurts~” you’d whine closing your eyes in discomfort.

“Shh, it’s okay.” He’d say only hugging you tighter.

He sometimes is able to make you feel better when you feel super ill.

Tho of course he does tease when you don’t feel much pain.

“You know you’re kinda like a baby?” He’d grin.

“How? I’m a grown woman—I’m far from being a baby.”

“Well think about it. One minute you’re laughing, the next minute you’re crying.”

“It’s called mood swings.”

“You puke too, and wear diap”

“DONT YOU DARE EVEN FINISH THAT SENTENCE!”

“Ok geeze! I was only kidding.” He’d laugh.

“It’s not funny—oh and fyi it’s called a pad.”

he asks silly questions.

“Why not tampons?” sorry if you use them

“Oh I don’t know maybe cause I don’t want a stick up my ass Eren!” omg i’m dying, help me lol.

Other times if you are being moody to him he just either shakes it off or decides you need a nap.

“Babe you’re moody again.~” He warned, but he was in no way mad.

“And you’re getting on my nerves again.~” You say annoyed, knowing he wasn’t going to change his mind about how you should take a walk to relax and what not.

“Hmm, I think someone’s in need for a nap right about now.” He’d say, his eyes with a mischievous glow.

He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder and brings you to the bed cuddling you. You of course struggle in his grip and it just sucks.

“Eren, let me go I’m not tired.” You grumble while squirming as he holds you in his arms.

“Shhh, this will make you feel better.” He strokes your hair and kisses you, not letting go so you two are still on the bed.

“Nooo, I’m not tired.” You’d whine still squirming which only makes him laugh and kiss you more.

Eren is very good at relaxing you mostly cause he makes you flustered with all the kisses he gives and because of all this your mood changes and soon he becomes sooo comfortable he’s able to put you to sleep.

He literally rocks you like a baby and he just whispers sweet nothings in your ear and makes you sleepy. Even if you were moody, he always makes you feel like putty in his hands.

Eren has a way of making you grow soft and he’s just good at putting his baby to sleep😏

He just got some power like that to put you to bed. He thinks it’s very cute that you fight him about it. And the way you sleep is just adorable to him.

Eren isn’t afraid of you getting angry during your period.

He’s pretty helpful, he even googles ways to help and he also tries to understand what you’re going through.

“Baby, you should try taking ginger tea it can get rid of headaches.”

Because his dad’s a doctor, in modern au he has taught him somethings and so I’m sure he’d go to his dad for some advice on how to ease your periods. And cause he cares and he doesn’t want to see you cry or be in pain.

So because of that he obviously gets you medicine and some home remedies recommended by his dad to help you.

“Babe here, take this, it should go away.”

“Oh what is it?”

“It’s medicine my dad recommended for you know. . .”

“Oh you told him I was on-“

“Sorry, babe I just wanted to help you.”

“No it’s okay. Thank you it’s really sweet, it’s just a little embarrassing that your dad knows.” You say, your voice getting small as bring your knees in to your chest.

“Babe, he’s a doctor he helps with that stuff a lot and he’s married to my mom.” He smiled trying to reassure you.

“Okay tmi, Eren.” You say, scrunching your nose.

“Y/n, it’s ok. There’s no need to be shy. I’m your boyfriend, it’s my job to take care of you—period or not.” He laughed cupping your cheeks with his hands.

“Thanks.”

“Anything for you.” He smiles kissing you sweetly.

Apart from him being sweet he is sometimes just an ass.

“Guys go through periods too.”

“You bleed inside Eren! Unlike you, I literally bleed out of—no I’m not finishing that sentence.”

“Babe I know how it works. There’s no reason to hide it.”

“Ugh, screw you!”

“Right now?”

“No!”😂😂

Btw he didn’t get the right pads and always screw up somehow.

:: Zeke::

When you had your period for the first time while he was around he knew something was wrong he just didn’t know what.

He knew periods make a girl moody so he did suspect maybe it was the reason but of course he did some questioning.

“Y/n are you angry right now?”

“Geeze I don’t know Zeke!”

He took that as a yes.

“What’s the reason you’re mad?”

“I d—I don’t k-know.” You say your eyes looking teary.

Another yes.

He moves to hug you, “Aww, babe. Come here.”

“Does anything hurt?”

“Yeah, everything.”

“Ah ha, so it’s just as I thought.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re on your period.”

“How did-“

“It’s a secret.”

Once he’s witnessed it enough he just knows by the way you walk and the way you seem just like something is off.

Especially if he sees your femmine products in your purse or in the trash.

He doesn’t ask he just cuddles and helps you.

He’s pretty helpful as well.

He has no shame in buying you pads/tampons and he gets you ones you want.

Zeke buys you a lot of things at store for you, even pointless shit.

“What is this?” You’d say holding up some decoration.

“Oh I thought it was cool.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, but don’t worry I got you everything.”

“Chocolate?”

“Babe I want you to eat vegetables instead.”

“But I wanted some.”

“Babe.”

“Ugh, I should’ve known not to date a doctor’s son.” You huffed crossing your arms.

Pinching your cheeks he says, “I think it’s the best decision you’ve made.”

“Whatever.” You avert your eyes swatting his hands away.

Zeke isn’t grossed out by periods either he finds it interesting and does a lot of research to help you. He thinks it’s kinda cool.

He makes home remedies to see if they help and they sometimes do.

If you’re the kinda girl who gets embarrassed about talking about their period he will kept telling you it’s normal and natural.

“Y/n you should be comfortable to shout it to the whole world, a period is natural. It’s not embarrassing.”

“No Zeke, it’s extremely embarrassing.”

“No it’s not, what is so weird about?”

“It’s because I’m bleeding.”

“Out of there?”

“Yeah, and it’s embarrassing cause it brings so many emotions. And I just hate it.”

“Yeah but it’s not something to be ashamed of. If it makes you feel better I have other problems that only guys get—”

“Please don’t get into detail!” You shout, feeling awkward.

He just laughs cause he thinks it’s funny how you want to be clueless about guy things. I mean sure you know things but maybe not too much.😂😂

Anyways he always wants you to be comfortable so I think he gives good massages.

He also cuddles you a lot cause he doesn’t want you to feel bad.

He tries to make you be active cause it reduces cramps.

He always showers you with hugs and kisses.

If the pain is not going away he’s still not leaving you.

If you get nauseous of actually throw up he makes sure to help you.

When you get headaches he has a way with rubbing your temple which soothes it.

He makes you try a lot of different things to help you.

Though your moody ness gets the bed at if you sometimes he still

Puts up with you.

And he can’t stand to see you cry he feels kinda guilty even tho it’s probably not his fault and it’s just the hormones.

With you being moody he just thinks you need to shower in relax so he pushes you in to clean up.

He’ll also making you fav food to make you smile again.

Overall he doesn’t disappoint and he takes care of you all.

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[beeexx]

Because all queer men are to you are entertainment. Fuck you, fetishizing bitch.

Wow okay. So let’s begin this lil ask by me actually laughing at the absurdity of this????? Like you whoever you are hiding behind the anonymous icon slid into my dms and made a presumption about me and called me a bitch????? What?? Did that ACTUALLY happen?? 😂😂😂

Second. You know I think fair criticism or just conversations about things you might disagree on is a good thing. We learn from talking respectfully to each other. I’d be happy to have a conversation about fetishisation of mlm ships in fandom (also wlw let’s be honest) because I agree this can be an issue but I also think you have to be mindful that fetishisation, is often done, (but not only) by straight women who hyperfixate on mlm which stems from how women’s bodies as well as their sexuality and desire is policed and have been suppressed by patriarchal social structures for a long time, still is too. It doesn’t make fetishisation okay but it gives you a framework to begin untangling and to begin to understand why it happens. Instead try to have a talk about how women (and non binary and queer people) can be given safe and respectful ways to discover their own sexuality while also acknowledging where this stems from. This is a broader conversation for sure and there are so many aspects to consider but I don’t want to get too bogged down with details so moving on.

Ok my third point. I’m assuming you came at me for this post (https://beeexx.tumblr.com/tagged/if%20it%20doesn’t%20happen%20then%20that’s%20definitely%20not%20true%20to%20their%20characters)

I’m on my phone and it is late and it won’t let me add the link so don’t come at me again for this lol. ANYWAY, I will offer an explanation for this as my original post was so misconstrued apparently. I’m not even a big blog in this fandom, like I am inconsistent so no one pays attention to lil me which is why I never get a lot of notifications. Now, I made this post in a little jokey kind of way I will admit that, though I also think this would fit the characterisation of them as characters and where they are now. Last time in season 2 when they were on call where Carlos says “firefighters you really are a smug bunch” “you love it” they were all flirty and comfortable around each other. The trailer sets up next week’s episode as very serious and parts of it might be though I think the baseball game will be fun and lighthearted with a lot of banter for all the characters, both from the police and the firefighters. Now a potential set up for tarlos is just that they jokingly trash talk each other like the rest of the team only to realise that nah being close and kissing is a much better way to spend our time here. Now this is a couple that has been through a lot recently who are stronger now and finally together after months apart. It would make sense that some of that honeymoon period magic would slip back into their daily lives and going without the other’s touch for so long makes them act a little silly around each other. Who knows? 🤷🏻‍♀️

I’m gonna leave it at this now and just say this, it is incredibly rude to attack people on the internet in this aggressive tone. It’s scary too that people think they have the liberty to call people they don’t know a bitch out of the blue in a way that feels aimed to be disrespectful and just to hurt. I hope you have a life outside of this website, I really do because yikes this is pathetic. Anyway I hope you have a good day anyway and think more carefully next time before jumping into someone’s dms writing hateful messages.

Peace✌🏻

[lordbhreanna]

In the scene where Jill either misses her mark or refuses to shoot Nicholai leading to her and Carlos' death, when he swiftly turns to throw the knife at her his facial expression seems to be a mix of disappointment, betrayal and even very painful for him to do. His chuckle seems to be more of a cover for his disappointment that he was correct in her fears. I know he has his motivations and his directives, but why would the designers put that in the game with that pained expression on his face?

Post 2 continued: Seems deliberately placed, what was that expression about and why would they put that in the game? Why not just have him smile or even determined to prove her weak and end it?

And thanks for answering my questions, I just really want to understand the motivations of the writers and designers when they plan things the way they do, your explanations are amazing!

First off, sorry for taking so long to reply this time, and you’re welcome! 😊 Finding out what goes in the creators’ mind is something super interesting and can make you look at certain stuff in a different light - though in the cases we’ve been talking about, I’m mostly infering from what seems more obvious. In my experience, for RE storytelling, I think Occam’s razor is the best approach, because its stories are usually pretty straightforward and simple (which I don’t think it’s a bad thing.)

Now about the scene, I rambled a lot about it here, but it’s true that he looks disappointed there for a second. To be honest, I’m not sure if it was intended or not, because when you look at the actual scene and not just gifs/screencaps, it goes by very quick, so it could be just the actor doing an expression of exertion since Carlos had Nicholai on a chokehold seconds before, or maybe it’s just one of those things that happens with mocap that (despite how good RE3's mocap is) not all expressions are conveyed as well and it might give the wrong impression.

But that’s something we’ll never know, and whether it was intended or not, it fits that he’d be disappointed in Jill at that moment since his reaction when she shoots is almost the opposite - like there’s a tinge of approval there, and he’s laughing at the end. So why not show him disappointed if she fails to shoot? His words are “Knew you couldn’t pull the trigger,” so she’s proven that he was right all along in this ending, and just before the scene he had told her “shame you didn’t listen to me when you had the chance.” I think it fits with the dynamic that Jill and Nicholai have in RE3R, since he’s constantly telling her she should be worrying about surviving on her own and not others. He shows disapproval when she fights him back in the garage because of Murphy’s death, then shows approval when she goes on the subway leaving Carlos behind. It’s more or less the same, just applied to the ending.

(This has me thinking about a character approval system like in Dragon Age, but for Resident Evil XD)

So, to sum it up and not start ranting much again (which I’m prone to do 😂), I do think he *looks* disappointed - not sure it was deliberate, but what was deliberate is having him laugh his ass off when Jill leaves him to die, so I think it’s fair to assume the opposite could be right as well.

Just look at this trash man cackling when he's about to die*:

That's the power of Jill Valentine.

*Narratively speaking in RE3R, because he lives in my canon and that's what matters to me 😌

[pappydaddy]

Don’t You Forget About Me (s.h.)

 A/N - this is based off the song (Don’t you) Forget About Me by Simple Minds bc it’s one of my favs and we love a classical song (and John Hughes movies). This is just plan fluff bc we need more positive energy and happiness in this world right now!!

no, but baby pappydaddy is so cute trying to figure out (a) how to use this site and (b) how to do a/ns 😂. i can’t get over how many this blog has changed and grown overtime! also, i am revamping my blog which means i am making this fic look like my newer fics. i will rewrite this, but keep this copy, just, i’m not doing it now. also, this is one of my favourite fics, it’s one of the ones that actually got me noticed on this platform so it holds a special place in my heart💛!

Enjoy! XX   

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

tv show/movie: stranger things

not requested

warnings: blood, injury

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  Steve wasn’t one hundred percent sure when he started to have feelings for Y/n, but they had developed so suddenly that he didn’t even notice until they hit him right in the face. Literally. It was gym class and she had accidentally sent the volleyball right into his face when she spiked it. He remembered her running to his team’s side, apologies spilling from her lips. He had been in so much pain that he could have sworn his nose was broken, but when he opened his eyes to see her’s staring directly into his - his pain suddenly disappeared as the world seemed to slow down. Of course, that only lasted until he heard her freaking out about blood and then he started to freak out because he had a steady stream of blood flowing from his nose. 

  From that moment, he realized that he was completely captivated by her. He had made the mistake of bringing her up to the kids which lead to them telling him that they already knew he liked her. Well, duh, Steve! Lucas had rolled his eyes. Yeah, we figured it out the second time you suggested we go to the Arcade. Max had backed Lucas up. He had been going to the arcade a lot more once he found out that she worked there. He had thought she was insanely cute when she just gave blank stares at kids who asked where a certain game was because she couldn’t remember the names for the life of her. 

  “Come on Steve! Just ask her out!” Nancy told him, nearly pulling him towards where Y/n stood with her teammates by her locker. Steve shook his head, doing his best to plant his feet to keep Nancy from pulling him towards the group. 

  “Yeah, that’s a no.” Steve shot her idea down, pulling his arm free from her grasp. Sighing, Nancy shared a glance at the silent Jonathan who leaned against the locker beside Steve’s. Steve was dead set on not embarrassing himself in front of Y/n again. After all, a bloody and bruised nose isn’t the ideal way you’d like your crush to see you. 

  “Why not Steve? You’re graduating, she’s graduating! This is your last chance!” Nancy cried, pleading with Steve to just ask the girl out. Steve stubbornly shook his head, working at cleaning out the trash that had piled up in his locker over the four year. 

  “Because there is no way she’ll like me after having to help me to the nurses office after she hit me in the face,” Steve told her, taking a break from digging around his locker to look at Nancy. “I cried okay? And it wasn’t the ‘awe, he’s so sympathetic’ kinda cry, it was ‘oh, he’s a big baby’ kinda cry.” He claimed, turning back to digging through his locker. 

  “Fine, whatever, at least it’s not like she’s going fair for school; just to Purdue,” Nancy shrugged, giving up on the stubborn senior. “Just know, I heard her talking to Jenny at lunch the other day and she mentioned how she’s going to miss seeing you in her classes the most.” Nancy left the dangling carrot for him, giving the stunned boy a wink before grabbing Jonathan’s hand and pulling him towards the exit. 

  Steve blinked, turning his attention back inside his locker. Picking up a couple of scrap pieces of paper that had been balled up in the very back for god knows how long. He scrunched his face up when he spotted a old, crumpled Kleenex. “Ew, gross.” He muttered, pinching a seemingly clean part between his thumb and pointer finger, moving to drop it into the old grocery bag he had by his feet, but he stopped at the sweet sounding voice calling his name. 

  “See you tomorrow Steve!” Y/n called as she walked past him on her way towards the exit. Steve’s eyes widened as heat immediately flooded his cheeks at her gaze on him. She smiled and waved at him. He accidentally snorted in surprise, hoping she didn’t hear it before awkwardly smiling and waving back, almost tripping over his book bag that he had dropped to the floor. 

  “Yeah, uh, see you tomorrow, Y/n,” He practically shouted at her, making his blush darken. He startled himself with his shout making him jolt and bang his head off his open locker door. “Ow, shit,” He cursed under his breath, holding his forehead. He glanced in the direction Y/n walked off in to see her back facing him as she sauntered down the hall happily. “Dammit, Steve,” He muttered, kicking the lower locker under his, hitting his toe painfully. “Shit!” He exclaimed, hopping on one foot as he willed the throbbing away. ‘Way not to embarrass yourself in front of her, idiot!’ He yelled at himself in his head.

***

  He wasn’t sure where the boost of confidence came from, but he didn’t want it to end so he was steamrolling his way right through the day until he got the chance to talk to her. His yearbook was on top of his stack of books, eagerly waiting for her to sign it. Everyone was trading yearbooks, all the seniors wanting to have all their friends sign it for eternal proof that they were in fact popular in high school and for the sake of sweet high school memories. 

  Steve sat in his last class of the day, drumming his pen against the hardcover of his yearbook. He could barely focus on the lessons, instead too focused on trying to keep his confidence up. He watched Y/n sitting with her friends, their yearbook circling through each other discretely. She was hunched over Johnny Saunders' year book, scribbling in it as he waited anxiously to see what she had written. 

  The shrill bell rang out, sounding like music to Steve’s ears. He shot up out of his seat, grabbing his books. He tried to look busy as he waited for her to hand Johnny’s yearbook back, seeing her give him a polite smile and nod as she gathered her other books, her friend slipping her yearbook on top of the stack for her. They all started to file out of the class, Y/n trailing behind to throw a gum wrapped in the trash. “Hey! Y/n!” Steve rushed after her the second she walked out of the room into the busy hall. 

  She turned around, stepping to stand along the wall by the door in effort to stay out of the crowd’s way. “Hey Steve!” She smiled, hiking the strap of her bag up. He looked at her face, wondering if she always had the faint redness in her cheeks or if she was blushing as he leaned against the door frame of class, trying not to crowd her. 

  “I was wondering if I could sign your yearbook?” Steve asked, gesturing to the hardcover book decorated with the school colours and mascot, the name in a circle around it. She looked down at the book of mention with bright eyes and an even bigger smile. 

  “Of course! As long as I get to sign yours too!” She slid the book off the top her hers, setting the rest on the floor between her feet. She handed him her yearbook, grasping his that he held out for her. He flopped the cover open, seeing many different handwriting and messages. Some were short, some were longer, some in blue ink, some in black ink. Steve dropped his books as well, looking at his pen. 

  “Um, do you by any chance have another pen? Mine’s out of ink, red preferably.” He asked, letting his drop to the floor. She looked up from trying to find the perfect spot among his slightly less filled pages. 

  “Yeah! Of course,” She nodded, reaching into the water bottle holder of her bag, grabbing a couple of pens. Plucking a red one from the group, she extended it to him. “You can keep it, I don’t really use red pens.” She told him. His fingers brushed against hers as he grabbed it from her. He could see a faint shiver from her at the contact, boosting his confidence slightly. 

  “Thank you.” He smiled down at her, their eyes lingering on each other for a second. She nodded, looking down to start writing her message. Steve’s eyes lingered on her a second longer, an idea popping into his head. Clicking the pen, he started to write. He smiled to himself, examining his masterpiece, reading over the words Don’t you forget about me - Steve Harrington written in red ink, standing out against the sea of generic blurbs in dull ink. Licking his lips, he quickly jotted down his phone number with a call me under it. He debated putting a winky face, but his confidence wasn’t up that much. 

  “Here you go!” She closed the cover of his book gently after blowing on the ink to make sure it was dried. Steve smiled, closing hers and extending to towards her. 

  “Thank you, see you tomorrow.” He smiled back, his confidence fleeting as he worried about getting home to wait by the phone for her call. 

  “See you tomorrow, Steve.” She smiled at him, taking her yearbook back from him before bending down to pick her books up. With one last smile, she turned on her heel and ventured down the hall towards her locker. Steve watched her join her teammate at her locker like normal, noticing how they teased her, making her cheeks darken noticeably. As they talked among themselves, she slowly flopped the yearbook open, her eyes scanning over Steve’s note. Steve could see the corners of her lips turning up into a smile. 

  “Look at you, you finally did it!” Nancy rushed up to him, seeing everything. Steve looked between her and Jonathan with a proud smile. 

  “Yeah, I did.” He hummed, opening his own yearbook. He gazed upon her neat handwriting placed in the direct center of the page, her ink a vibrant purple. The words Don’t you forget about me - Y/n L/n nearly jumping off the page at him. Moving his eyes lower, he saw her phone number scrawled out as well Call me sometime! P.S, I promise to try not to hit you in the face with a volleyball if we hang out this summer. He smiled wide at the message, a chuckle leaving his lips. 

  “What does it say?” Nancy tried to get a look at it, but Steve just closed the cover, bending down to pick up his books. 

  “Nothing,” He shrugged, trying to play his excitement off, but failed miserably since he was bursting at the seams. “Now, if you excuse me, I have to get home to make an important call.” With that, Steve nearly sprinted down the hallway towards the exit, Y/n long gone from the hallway, just as giddy as he was to call her. 

  Steve wasn’t sure how long they talked on the phone that night, but he was positive they both missed supper as they laid on their beds, their receivers pressed to their ears and the base pulled onto the bed with them so they could be comfortable. They talked about everything and nothing at the same time, their laughter bubbling through the phone towards each other. Only ending the call when Y/n’s parents forced her to hang up because they couldn’t take the giggles stopping them sleeping any longer, even then, waiting until her parents left her room to make plans to go on a date before they ended the phone call with an exchange of “Don’t you forget about me”. 

  Their story becoming a fan favourite among their kids they had after they had gotten married, their school age children always asking for the “don’t you forget about me” story. Still from that day on, they never forgot about each other or their shared hatred for volleyballs.                

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BLCD Review: Coyote II

Title: Coyote II (コヨーテ II)

Release Date: 2020/02/21

Author/Artist: Zariya Ranmaru

Cast:

Okitsu Kazuyuki x Ono Yuuki

Takeuchi Ryota

Hose Yuichi

Miyazaki Yuu

Oono Tomohiro

Nakashima Takuya

Synopsis: Adaptation of the second volume.

Review Proper

I say this in literally every Zariya Ranmaru review I make, but I’ll say it again. Hi, I’m Zariya trash, nice to meet you. Man, Zariya works are always an experience. You don’t just read or listen to it—you breathe it, live in it, and feel that oh so delectable tension between the characters in it. In all my years living as organic compost, there’s only so few that have invoked such emotions in me. Her works just go beyond plot with porn, really. They’re art—plain and simple.

Now, Coyote was my least favorite out of all her works because of Marlene’s seemingly shallow feelings towards Coyote, but Marlene’s really proven that he really does love Coyote genuinely—even though he hesitates. Whether it be casual flirting that turned into love or something else that happened during their meeting, as long as it’s not some creepy obsession, he’ll get a pass from me. I just wish that Zariya would give us a glimpse of how they met, so we could finally understand exactly why Marlene is in love with him.

Onto the topic of the BLCD,

I don’t have words. Everything was perfect. From the voice-acting, to sound direction, pacing, and accuracy, Frontier Works made sure that Zariya’s visions were delivered 100%! I won’t lie any longer. I did not like Liquor & Cigarette’s casting choice. I tried convincing myself that I was okay with it, but I was honestly so disappointed by it. I love Yamanaka Masahiro and think highly of Yamashita Seiichirou, but both of them were too high pitched for what I had envisioned Teo and Camilo to sound like. Also, Camilo, as well as Royce and Marlene, oozed sex appeal. The shower he brought about in the BLCD was nothing compared to the devastating waterfall that was Camilo’s sex appeal in the manga. Marine Ent. seems to be having a tough time with casting choices for the past two years, and I’m really doubtful about their choice of casting Nakajima Yoshiki as Phi for the upcoming Shangri-la adaptation. As much as I love him, I still can’t place my complete trust in him—all the more since it’s a Zariya work. But back on topic, Frontier Works has never really failed in the casting and sound department, so I’m nothing short of thankful that they got to adapt Coyote.

Okay, so this is where we drop the rather formal speech because it’s time for the real spazz.

Hello, porice? I’m here to report a FUCKING MURDER.

OKITSU KAZUYUKI, WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT??? YOOOOOOOO. YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND. EVEN ONO YUUKI WAS SHOOKT AT HOW AGGRESSIVE MARLENE WAS HERE! GOODNESS! HE DIDN’T HAVE TO GO AT IT THAT HARD!

I was sinking so far in my bed because I couldn’t handle the heat! There were even times that I thought of putting the earphones down to give Okitsu and Ono Yuuki some privacy. 😂 How in the world did Ono Yuuki handle that with a straight face?! I’m sorry, but this is Okitsu’s best performance of the year, and he better be in the top 3 again this year for this or someone’s gonna need to catch these 🔪🔪🔪. Just when I thought that I’ve heard everything that there is to Okitsu, he just manages to prove me wrong every time! I’ve been in this wonderful world for over ten years now and I’ve seen so many talented voice actors walk it, but only Okitsu can make me so overwhelmed like this. I was skeptical of him being Marlene instead of OnoYuu in Coyote I, but there’s no more doubt in my mind that he is perfect for him! Okitsu and Zariya—there’s no better combo!

I just came from Memento Scarlet where Ono Yuuki did Kairi and I’m pleasantly surprised to find that I didn’t hear his Kairi in Coyote and vice versa at all. Kairi and Coyote are polar opposites in terms of personality, so it was only natural for Ono to use very different tones for them. We stan versatile men! I also love how he didn’t get swallowed up by Okitsu’s acting because I’m sure that if he’d given that man as much as an inch, Okitsu would’ve taken all of the spotlight. I don’t think that there’d be any other person who’d be more suitable to counter Okitsu’s Marlene than Ono. I mean, after all those BLCDs together??? Man, if Ono didn’t do so much as blush during the cast talk where he was talking about how...sugoi Marlene was, chil-chil might need to consider bumping him up in the top 3. 😂 Speaking of stanning, the next review will be Itsuka Koi ni Naru Made where his co-star in Caste Heaven, Uchida Yuuma, stars in! I also didn’t hear Ono’s Karino in Coyote. Ugh. We have to stan even harder! 😩

Again, the whole voice work here is phenomenal! Takeuchi Ryouta’s performance of Kiefer is hair-raising as usual, and I would love to hear Allen Braun, Agassi, Schneider, and Nolan’s VAs in more BLCDs! They’ve got nice deep voices that we need in the industry! Sato Megumi and Mori Nanako also deserve praise for their performances of Mimi and Herma! Everyone really delivered here and they deserve the recognition.

Now that's how you do an adaptation! The first installment was already bomb-ass, but two really just takes the cake. This is my favorite out of all the sequels of 2020, and it might also just be my favorite of the year. I mean, since when was my favorite not starred in by Okitsu? 😂 I definitely recommend this! I’m so buying all the manga and CDs once things turn for the better. 

[destellolunar]

*Shyly slides in*

he he hi

I may or may not be your very behind the ball Sweet Swap gifter. I’m sorry that I am trash and have taken a full month to chat with you about your prompt.

First off… omg a Klaroline Cleopatra moment?!?! I think this fandom needs one. And a little angst😍😍😍 oka kill me I have so many ideas with where to take this.

I’m sure I will have more questions as I get to the meat and potatoes but currently I wanted to give you an apology and let you know that you will get your gift!

If there’s anything you want more specifically or you have anything you think I should know just let me know! 💗💗💗💗💗

*waves shyly from behind a corner*

Hi, it is me your late yet completely excited and ready gifter for Klaroline Sweet Swap. He he pls don’t hate me😅

I love you, I love your prompt, and I cannot wait to gift you with a bang on treat!!!

Angst happens to be something I can do pretty well and I know you said you love it but final chance: if you don’t want to be hurt speak now or forever hold your peace😂

I’ve been doing some research because honestly I don’t know much about the Cleopatra/Mark Anthony story and I want to make sure things are historically accurate and on point for you!!

Is there anything else you want to add in? Any specifics? Anything you want me to know or steer me towards/away from?

Can’t wait!!!💗💗

OMG 😭😭😭 HIIII! 

AHHHH I'M SCREAMING! 😭😭😭 You are so niceee, I would never hate you! I'm the one that's answering late to this but you have no idea how much this message made my day. I'M SO EXCITED!!

Tbh I was a bit worried you would thought my prompts were really demanding because I gave you soo many 🥺 But I also wanted to give it many options so you could work free with anything lol. Now, I need to take a second for this, bc knowing that you are gonna make that Cleopatra au I'm desperately craving for it's unbelievable 😭 Like... I'M A ROLLERCOASTER OF EMOTIONS!

I seriously can't believe this is happening. Like, I know I gave you that one as my first option but I thought you wouldn't pick it... BUT YOU DID AND I'M NOT OK. Can this exchange be tomorrow so I can die in peace???

And... HOW AMAZING IT IS THAT YOU ARE GREAT WITH ANGST??? I'M SO LUCKY AND I HAVE GOTTEN THE BEST GIFTER EVER. PERIODT 💅

As I said, I love angst! I want my heart to be broken, I dare you! So please don't hold back, I'm giving you all freedom with this bc I will love everything you give me, really. I would ofc love to see some fluff, romantic and passionate momemts (with this I don't mean smut specifically but the overall passionate feeling of their relationship, but I don't mind smut either if that's something you were planning) as well. But Cleopatra and Mark Anthony's story is really tragic, and this girl loves that! I would probably die once I read it tho lol.

The thing is that I really admire authors that can make me feel things, and angst is the epitome of that lol. Also, don't take this as if I'm not easy to place, I am! I'm happy with everything as far as KC is the endgame. But if you have more specific questions later on, I'm here to answer them all! 💪 Although it would probably be me fangirling over you!

I'm so excited this prompt inspires you to the point you have many ideas for it! It makes my heart melt and again, I'M SO LUCKYYYY! 😭 Well done past me! I'm sorry I'm a mess rn but this is my usual self 🤡

Also... WHO ARE YOUU? I'm on my Sherlock mood and I can't wait to know who you are tbh 🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️

I think I have said this 100 times but again, I'M SO EXCITED! Thanks for reaching out. Sending you all the love and inspiration! Bai bai for now, but mark my wods, Caroline Gifter. We will see each other soon 🤝

P.S: Let me know if you read this bc else I will be too anxious wondering lol