#don't you see how you crush the things you love? set fire to all that you see?

[sisaloofafump]

Don't talk to me, I'm thinking about Clark Kent and the inherent tragedy of a weapon who only wants to heal

[teamatsumu]

CRUSH (ushijima wakatoshi x reader)

summary: wakatoshi has a crush.

word count: 720

warnings: fem!reader, its all just fluff

tags: @keiva1000

Ushijima knows he has fans. He might be simple-minded and a little oblivious, but he’s not stupid.

He knows girls stare at him from the balcony during practice. And he can hear their giggling when he passes them in the halls. Tendou often calls him Shiratorizawa’s Golden Boy, which Ushijima wholeheartedly disagrees with, but never voices out loud. Tendou often says strange things. He doesn’t mind.

Ushijima doesn’t understand his popularity. Sure, he is a good player. The best ace in the prefecture. But most of these girls have no understanding of volleyball. So why are they spending hours upon hours in the stands, watching him play?

“They’re not watching the match, Wakatoshi-kun. They are watching you.”

Hm. Strange. His play is very consistent. Watching him do the same thing over and over has to get boring, especially when they aren’t watching for the sake of the game.

But then he sees you for the first time.

You are in his third year English class. In his three years of high school, Ushijima is sure he has never seen you before. Because if he had, there was no way he would forget you.

He is curious. And a little enamored by you.

You are, by all means, a regular girl. You sit on the same chair every day, bring your own bento instead of eating from the cafeteria. It is always wrapped in a pretty multicolored patterned cloth, done up in a knot on top. You have a small stuffed cat chain on the zipper of your backpack. And you wear your hair differently every day. Some days it is tied up, some days it is let down. And some days it is half-up and half-down. You have one pink bunny hairclip that you wear maybe once every two or three days that Ushijima thinks is very cute. Your uniform is always immaculate.

There are so many tiny details about you that Ushijima has learned, and he finally understands why girls would stay hanging over the gym balcony to watch him for hours, because he could watch you for hours too.

You are very smart, he could tell. You always answer correctly when the teacher would call on you, and he has glimpsed at your notes. Simple, but neat and easy to understand, just the way he likes it. There are no crazy colors and highlighters, and your handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like the rest of you.

You are also quiet. You have a select group of friends that you talk to, and while you are nice to anyone who interacts with you, you don't go out of your way to stand out. Again, Ushijima loves that. It seems he loved everything about you. All the minor details that make you a little bit more unique to everyone else.

When you show up at his game, he nearly loses his focus.

It in’t an important game by any means, just a practice match with another local university team. So why are you here? Have your friends dragged you along? Or are you here by your own volition? Ushijima feels how sweaty his palms are when he clenches his fists, and it surprises him.

Is he….. nervous?

Why? Because you are watching? How ridiculous. Ushijima has never once doubted his own strength, or his ability to win. How could your presence alter that? The thought annoys him, and he is determined to prove that you being here would not be a hindrance to his play.

Turns out, he needn't have worried. It seems your presence had sharpened his senses more than ever. Shiratorizawa won in straight sets, and of the 50 points they scored, 39 had been from Ushijima’s hand.

“You were on fire today, Wakatoshi-kun.” Tendou comments as the final whistle rings. Ushijima unintentionally glances at you in the stands, cheering for the team. Cheering for him.

His heart is beating a mile a minute, and he doesn’t think it is because of the game he had just played. He hears Tendou let out a dreamy sigh.

“Ah, the miracles of having a crush.”

He feels his lips tick up in a tiny smile as he throws a towel over his shoulders. Tendou is wrong. Ushijima doesn’t think he has a crush.

He thinks he is in love.

[hot-astrology]

VERTEX SYNASTRY

*The destined LIFE CHANGING FORCE *

Our minds don't always grasp that our souls are on a mission. We can't fathom that we have decided to go through multiple chaotic experiences. Sometimes, these experiences lead us to evolve and wake up to see what our souls are doing all along. We all have fated meetings, situations, and experiences throughout our lives. The vertex is a location in our natal charts that is not a physical object. This point is very powerful, and some think this is one of the main focal points in the natal chart, much like your North node.but more so this point is where you will have your life changing encounters with different souls on your journey for your evolution.

Meeting that special person out of thin air, while randomly picking up ice from the local store at 1 a.m., or bumping into your soulmate while getting stuck on an elevator with them. These situations are never a coincidence, more like a fated meeting. It's always events and scenarios playing out in our everyday lives. Many of these situations encourage us, inspire us, bless us with someone with good fortune for us,even help us see our own potentials and gifts or vice versa. Don't forget the areas in our life that we need shaking up in and help take us out of our comfort zone to put some urgency and fire up under our ass.

These meetings can not be avoided or postponed. Some things in life are just what they are. Your soul chose this incarnation, and on this trip, it set up different scenarios and experiences to play out to help wake itself up to get headed on its journey. When it comes to fated meetings with a past life spouse, girlfriend, boyfriend, lover, fling, or even a crush. This can play out in many different ways that can be very spontaneous, romantic, or toxic. Your soul chose to meet up again with these encounters to handle unfinished business, 1st time hookup, or to be together forever, or let's say just together until…

In a synastry chart, the vertex can be in conjunction or aspected by the other planets. This will display different scenarios playing out in both your lives. Now, transits play a major factor in seeing how events play out or unfold. Learning and understanding this point as well as the transits could help you know how you and your spouse met, why you met, and what's to come further down the road. Well, we have some aspects with the vertex that show your fated meetings this lifetime. If you don't see a certain aspect that you're looking for, please message us in our email. We will gladly help you get the information you and your partner need to understand more about your relationship.

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Vertex 1h: This overlay shows that these two were meant to find each other. More than likely, one or both feel like they have met the one. There can be a strong physical attraction, and this could be one of the first things the house person notices about the vertex person. l They both feel like they were meant to be in each other's lives.

Vertex conjunct North Node: Their paths have crossed, and the vertex has come to awaken the north node on their journey. The meeting is powerful & and the nodal person feels very attracted to vertex person. Usually, the North node will feel like they have to get their life together. These two can feel like they are spiritually connected. However, once the vertex person is ready to leave, north node person can have a hard time letting go.

Vertex 7h overlay: This overlay shows that through this meeting, a relationship was meant to form. This will most likely be a long-term connection, and you will both feel a strong connection to each other.

Vertex-Venus: Love is in the cards, and possibly marriage. Overall, this shows falling in love and romantic/creative encounters. Especially for the conjunction, this is more than likely to turn into a marriage.

Vertex conjunct Uranus: These two meet unexpectedly. The Uranus person is here to change the vertex person's life in some way. There is an unorthodox & strange connection. Whichever house this conjunction falls into shows what part of life will be shaken up. These two together are likely to turn some heads & raise a few eyebrows due to Uranus's unique & unconventional nature. This encounter won't be normal, and it is important; These two don't try to fit in with society's standards. They are here to awaken & bring excitement/abrupt change into each other's lives. This description can apply to other aspects as well!

Vertex conjunct Pluto: Similar to Uranus, this aspect brings change, but it's more of a slow evolution pluto person works on the subconscious of vertex person over time and years. This is not fast like Uranus & it's not exciting, but it is binding and obsessive. Pluto emerges into the deepest parts of the vertex and brings out these qualities that they need to heal & learn from, which causes a transformation. The house in which this conjunction takes place will show what area this evolution is likely to take place in. At first glance, the vertex person can be intimidated or extremely enticed by Pluto person. There is something complex about this connection, and it can be extremely private regarding what these two have going on. This description can apply to other aspects as well!

Vertex conjunct Neptune: You two met in the astral realm before the physical realm. There is a psychic and almost telepathic connection. This comes naturally. You just know what the other is feeling, and you could both have intense dreams about the other. Neptune is the higher octave of Venus, and although many say that Neptune is delusional, that's only when this energy is used in its low vibrational state. Also, when you aren't spiritually in tune or evolved. Anyhow, Neptune shows unconditional love. This is an aspect that shows this energy, and no matter how hard you try, it'll happen. There's a spiritual connection, and ascension is possible here. There's this feeling that the other feels unreal or from another plane of existence. This will be a very creative & transcendental experience.

Vertex-Juno: Long-term commitment is on the table for these two. Marriage is something these two will think about. Especially on the part of the Juno person, vertex will feel a pull towards Juno, almost like they have to be with them or commit to them.

Vertex conjunct Sun: Here, the sun is bringing what you didn't know you had. Sun person has come to boost vertex persons self-confidence. This is an encounter that will make the vertex have some character development. They will be very attracted to each other, The sun helps vertex person discover themselves & talents they didn't know they had. The house in which this conjunction occurs shows what part of the vertex person will develop.

Vertex 3h/9h: The keyword for this axis is learning & growth. If your vertex or someone else's vertex falls into the other's 3h/9h, expect to gain experience. This can be very chatty & you both are very intrigued by each other due to the differences that are there if this is occurring in the 9h house. The 3h house shows similarities between two people.

Vertex 9h overlay: The 9h is all about long-distance traveling, morals, ethics, laws, spiritual values, and higher learning. And most importantly, good karma. So here, 9h person acts as the teacher & guide. The 9h person will bring new experiences towards the vertex person, opening their eyes to new beliefs & knowledge.

Vertex-Moon: These two are meant to learn what it's like to have a secure,& emotionally fulfilling connection. This aspect shows a close bond, and likely, they are someone you will remember for a long time. You will look back on times with them as sentimental & nostalgic. This is also an aspect where you two are likely to have an intuitive connection. It's easy to understand what the other is saying without them saying it. Subconsciously & and emotionally, you two grow to get one another.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔: 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐳 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐳 || 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢

[crows-in-the-house]

Can't take my eyes of you

summary: hc's for Stanford having a crush on reader

pairing: Stanford Pines x reader

tw: none

after being alone for years in different dimensions with no hope of escape? tauch starved 100%.

has separation anxiety and will want to stay with his loved ones most of the time. if he ever wakes up from a nightmare you better comfort him, reminding he's home and safe. kisses and hugs will be apprecieated

wants to ramble about his interests but will be quiet around his love interest to not sound "too weird"

(please ask him about fantasy and science fiction stuff! he will share all his theories with you!)

also, he would love to teach you things, no matter if it is math, physics, the anomalous, his knowladge won't go to waste!

he takes allnighters just so he can plan out every interaction with you for the next day

def an overthinker

won't be opposed to take you for missions to spend time together. He knows how to keep you safe from any harm. He doesn't realize how hot he looks when doing it tho.

will also enjoy you patching him up. Getting beaten by an alien is worth it when he sees you running with bandages! Just don't mention the blush on his face, he won't be able to say anything withaut stammering for hours!

helping him with shaving? so he doesn't set himself on fire? lovely. his mind is racing with ideas to take you on dates.

helping him solve a hard equasion which he worked on for hours? great! his mind is imagining you two getting married.

he would also let you wear his coat, you don't even have to ask! he will see you wear it, smile and go back running to his lab to create a machine that prints memories on paper

will scan your dna to see how compatable you two are

let's you peak into his journals! Sometimes even you can draw in them or add some memrabilia like photos, pretty leaves or sticky notes.

to be honest, all your sticky notes are in there. just neatly hidden between glued pages or in secret envelope pockets

he's a little insecure about his hands - hold them! he will melt!

over all 10/10 pinning and blushing, you will have to nudge him a little to make a move

[ssentimentals]

mingyu + confession

mingyu is a good guy (self-proclaimed, but still). he's well-mannered, friendly, kind and attentive. he is nice, okay? he helps elderly people cross roads or carries their heavy stuff for them, holds doors for others and always slows down when he walks behind a woman in a dark alley. he is nice and nice guys don't get jealous, as far as he knows. nice guys are self assured enough to not feel sharp pangs of jealousy in their hearts and if they do, then they are smart enough to not let it show. see, mingyu is a nice guy, but he's failing miserably in the whole 'not getting jealous' part.

'if looks could kill...' seungkwan sing-songs and then chokes on his drink, when mingyu elbows him hard in the stomach. 'ouch, you fucker!'

'hush, you two.' seungcheol hisses at them. 'what's your problem?'

'it's all mingyu, he has a problem, not me!' seungkwan whispers and quickly shuts up, when professor pointedly clears his throat and sends them a glare.

mingyu, for his part, can't even deny it. he does have a problem. his problem is sitting four rows below and is leaning way too close to you for it to be considered normal. his hair hand (god, why is this guy so hairy?) reaches out and caresses your back in a soothing gesture - mingyu almost breaks his pencil in two. why is he touching you like that? what did you say to him? he chews on his bottom lip, not listening to the lecture at all; he's more occupied with your apparently new friend. you never introduced him before, why? who is he?

'dude, i don't know what's your problem, but can you stop bouncing your knee like that?' his groupmate says, frowning. 'it's annoying.'

oh. mingyu blushes and apologizes, looking down. he didn't even notice that he did it. gripping his knee, he looks up to see you giggling quietly with the guy and his other knee bumps on the desk, making everyone startle. shit. 'sorry, sorry.' mingyu mutters, when everyone on his row sends him unimpressed glares.

the thing - mingyu knows what's his problem is. well, if to narrow down his total list of problems to the most pressing ones then he will have two points in the list. one - your new touchy and hairy friend. two - his inability to confess his undying love to you. mingyu chances a look at you again and almost pukes at the sight: 'he is hugging her!' he whispers frantically to seungkwan, clutching his hand.

seungkwan, as a good friend, instantly forgets about his notes and looks up. sighs. turns to mingyu with raised eyebrow: 'he stretched his arm out. that's not hugging. if that is hugging then he is also hugging wonwoo.' seeing how mingyu is about to argue, seungkwan raises his one hand, silencing him: 'you either stop being a coward and confess or shut up and don't whine.'

'boo seungkwan and kim mingyu!' professor roars and that's the end of the conversation, which leaves mingyu with a crushing desire to set something on fire.

=+=

that desire doesn't go away on the next day and stays strong in his chest for following days too. it's a busy season: mindterms make everyone miserable and busy, so mingyu sees you only once in a passing. it's enough to make him feel like he's some plant that needs sunshine without which it's going to die - yeah, mingyu is aware how bad he has it for you.

'just text her, loser.' jeonghan says, exasperated.

'what if she thinks i'm annoying? i already texted her at lunch,' mingyu whines, genuinely wanting to cry from how complicated this whole thing with you is for him. 'we only recently got close, i can't bombard her with texts all the time.'

'mingyu, she knows you're annoying,' wonwoo comments and before mingyu can throw a pillow at him, he adds: 'and she still is your friend, so rest assured she has no problems with your annoying ass.'

'but this is different!' mingyu whines even louder, frustrated that no one seems to get him. how they can be so non-chalant about this?

'it can be different if you finally man up and ask her out.' jeonghan points out kindly. 'until then it's just a dialogue between two friends.'

mingyu has two problems and while he can do nothing about the living and breathing hairy one (aka your new friend), he knows he can solve the second one with just one question. but it's so hard and no one seems to understand it. no one knows how high stakes are, no one knows that if you reject him and cut him off, mingyu will literally feel like he's missing a limb. no one knows what a special place you hold in his heart, how just your mere existence is enough to make him happy. no one knows that he never felt this way about anyone in his life and that's also what makes it all scary.

'you don't know what she means to me,' mingyu whispers.

wonwoo reaches out to pat his shoulder reassuringly. 'and we don't have to, gyu. but you know who does? her.'

jeonghan nods. 'tell her. she deserves to know.'

mingyu thinks that you deserve the world, not his silly confession, but he keeps his mouth shut.

=+=

turns out your new hairy friend is a foreigner and mingyu knows these guys are hundred times cooler than him, so yeah. he's not in the best mood. 'you're going with him on a date?' he asks, when you both finished your study session for upcoming midterm.

'huh?' you look tired and mingyu barely resists the urge to hug you tight. 'i think we're going to the cafe? then maybe cinema.'

'so. a date.' mingyu doesn't mean to spit it out in such tone but he can't help himself.

you stop, frowning. 'not a date, gyu. i'm just helping him settle down, you know he's not from here.'

he nods. he knows, of course. only he doesn't understand or he doesn't want to; mingyu is kind of sick of being the good guy who is never angry and understands every single thing. 'still sounds like a date,' he presses on. 'if it's just you two.'

'two more girls will come,' you comment, fully turning to him. 'what's gotten into you?'

you, he wants to say. instead his mind catches up with your answer and he breathes out in relief: 'not a date then.'

'my god, yes. not a date.' you then raise your eyebrow: 'and if it were? a date? what of it?'

mingyu is so, so sick of being a good guy. 'i wouldn't have liked it,' he answers in a surprisingly steady voice. 'i think jealousy would've killed me.'

he watches as understanding dawns on you: your eyes widen and mouth opens up in surprise. there's hopeful expression on your face and maybe mingyu misreads it, but he still dives in: 'i like you. and i'm saying 'i like you' because i don't wanna scare you with what actually i feel for you, which is much much closer to falling in love territory. i think-' he takes a deep breath. 'i think you're amazing. brilliant, even. i want you to be mine in all ways that you'll let me have you.'

mingyu thinks you deserve the world and his silly confession. jeonghan was right - it does feel much lighter once heavy words leave the confines of his chest. you look like you're about to cry and he steps closer, cradling your face in his hands. 'i don't deserve your tears,' he mutters. 'please don't-'

'then don't make me cry, idiot.' you slap his chest, laughing. 'it's all your fault.'

mingyu leans in. 'but good tears, right?'

you nod. 'yeah. i like you too, by the way. also in the falling in love territory.'

mingyu smiles. if he felt relieved before then now he feels like he's about to burst from happiness. 'good.' he says. 'i'm gonna kiss you now, alright?'

the smile you gift him makes his knees weak. 'please do.'

you don't have to ask him twice.

a/n: sorry for getting carried away with this request but i do hope you will like it! - nini <3

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[klausysworld]

Hey, I love your writing style a lot so I wanted to ask if your open for a Joseph Morgan request?

Here’s what I had in mind:

Reader is new on set of The Originals and on one of her first days, she has to film a spicy scene with Joseph. She feels uncomfortable about doing that with a co star she has a little crush on and generally have to undress for a scene. He calms her and guides her through it, always looking out that she’s comfortable. Just a cute Joseph please and the end is very up to you :)

Thank you <3

Camera Shy

Joining the Originals set was a long shot for me, I hadn't actually expected to be casted and casted as a love interest was more than I had even auditioned for.

Getting to know everyone on set was a little scary but everyone was lovely, and funny, some of them (Daniel) were especially funny and Daniel and Joseph together were a right sketch.

Claire, Phoebe, Riley and Danielle had been great at helping me feel apart of the group despite coming in late.

Scenes sometimes took a few takes and a lot of time but seeing them put all together made every second worth it.

The most difficult scenes had been the more romantic scenes with Joseph. The first make out scene had been so awkward, completely my fault, and therefore every other scene seemed to make me worse.

The amount of makeup they had to put on me to hide the way my cheeks blushed was embarrassing and even then sometimes I swear I could still see it on the camera.

The embarrassment was high enough just kissing let alone stripping down to my underwear in front of a dozen cameras, costars and directors. But the most anxiety raising part of it was knowing Joseph's hands were going to be the ones pulling my shirt off, tugging my jeans down and I was going to have to do the same to him.

They have us a half an hour break right before the scene, everyone was getting a coffee or whatever but I couldn't even thing about relaxing.

I felt sweaty, I felt like he would be able to smell me and tell that I was turned on and terrified all at once.

My breathing was rushed and broken as I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't cry, makeup had spent hours making sure I looked flawless.

But I couldn't help it as the nerves bred fast. My fingers tapped the desk in an unkept pattern, my eyes blurring up and nose getting stuffy.

I really hadn't expected the hands on my shoulders, the soft touch rubbing along my arms both gently and firmly.

"Do you feel okay, love?" He asked and I sniffed. "Do you need me to tell them you'll be off sick?"

"No..." I mumbled, trying to blink away any tears but he had it covered when a folded square of tissue tapped under my eyes carefully. "I'm sorry, I'm just being silly." I laughed but he only frowned.

"You're scared?" He murmured, arm wrapping around my waist in the gesture of comfort that I needed.

"I don't know...I've just never had to take off any clothes for TV before you know? I haven’t-" I swallowed down my words and he pulled me to a hug.

"I understand" he nodded, rubbing my back. "I can talk to them, we can change the scene or move it."

"We can't, I have to do it and I want to do it for the viewers but it's just really hard and people are gonna look and me and say things-"

"The only things anyone will say is how beautiful you look." He interrupted, eyes boring into mine like the ocean during the night, "Nobody will want you to do this scene if you feel this uncomfortable, I promise you they'll understand."

I sniffled and shook my head. "It's gonna be good for my career, I need to" I mumble and he squeezed me a little.

"I'll be right there for you, the whole time. I'll be gentle-" He tried to reassure but I knew the directors would retake.

"Klaus is rough, the script specifically says that-" I argued

"I'm not though and I don't care what the script says, it's not like they can fire me this late. So I'll be gentle and I'll take care of you." He told me firmly and I could only nod.

I looked as though nothing had happened by the time I was back out there. Cameras rolling, zooming in on us, I could feel them. But Joseph made sure I could feel him there too, sometimes when I looked at him during a scene I just saw him as his character but in that moment I knew it was just us, no Klaus just Joseph.

So when our lips met I let it be our lips, his hands on my body and my body only. Not who I was supposed to be. When my top was lifted from my body and his eyes looked into mine I knew what he was asking. When his hands popped the button on my jeans and slid them down my legs, I knew his intentions weren't to push me just to guide me. His touch encouraged me to return the favour, plucking his clothes from his skin like feathers from a bird. Like the feathers that covered is shoulder.

My fingers touched the tattoo, stroking it softly as his hands slid up to my waist and warmed my skin. I could faintly hear the camera crew calling cut as the scene faded out of picture.

But he didn't just leave me vulnerable and alone on the set. He didn't pull his clothes back on and go off laughing with the guys.

He rubbed my arms like he had earlier and asked if I felt okay and I did. His smile reached my heart and the kiss to my cheek somehow felt more intimate than the way his tongue had pushed at my lips moments ago.

A blanket from the set was wrapped over my shoulders as he lead me away and kept talking to me, just being there for me.

He made me feel safe; comfortable.

[ayoogirlie]

Before I start writing angst, let's go with something pleasant. I just recently started reading and watching MASHLE which is why I don't knowe many characters well.

MASHLE MAIN 5 X GN!READER (separated)

Main 5 falling in love with you!

Mash

This one is oblivious. He doesn't realise he holds special feelings for you. I believe at first he could have though of you as sibling.

You're just as important as his father so why not? The three of you could be a fine family.

He would share creampuff with you... just like with others. Honestly, it would be difficult to notice he likes you in that way. This man is so indifferent or more like he forgot to train his face muscles.

The thing that betrayed his feelings is the fact that he has been following you everywhere like a little duckling his mom.

Whether you have classes together or not. If you had them together — he would sit with you or at least close to you. Some rather prefer to sit alone, which helps them focus. On the other hand, if you have separated classes, he would always escort you to the class and only leave after making sure you sat down.

Mash's main love language would be act of service. I don't find him as a touchy guy — he would respect your personal space. The most he would do is grab the snip of your sleeve to not possibly lose you in crowd. (I find it cute honestly, like he would be to shy to grab your hand, so he would be happy with bare minimum.)

Going back to act of services. I think you would have a special privilege — flavoured creampuff. Coffee, chocolate, strawberry, etc., whichever you want. This guy would take you to kitchen and make you bake them together. Unless, your cooking is hopeless and you can set the kitchen on fire, then you're simply watching him work and talk about the silliest things.

Mash would definitely listen to your rambling. Well, at least he will try to. At some point, he would pass out, if he was overflowing with many new information. Please, go slow with him.

When asking others for help with you, he first would try to figure things out himself. Only if he had no more ideas, would he ask his friends for love advices (most likely Lance or Finn).

This guy is so sweet yet so clueless. He loves you so clumsily and as a boyfriend he doesn't change his attitude much. He already treated you in special way. Well, maybe he'll get more intimate with you. I'll leave it to your imagination.

Finn

I simply adore this boy. His love is as innocent as he is. Literally, he would be all red and shy when he realised his feelings for you.

He would get nervous around you and every possible physical contact would make him explode. He's too focused to not make any mistakes in front of you, that he forgets to relax.

Well, it's not like he's always like that. His heart would explode at this point. There are some moments, when he is even sweeter than he is now. It's when you simply sit somewhere and do nothing, just enjoying your existence. He feels so calm that he wish those moments would last forever.

Finn likes DIY. So I bet he would make some for you, it might be jewelry, plushie or something more practical. Whatever you'll ask for he will do. (If it's in terms of his skills.)

If you ask him to teach you how to make some, he would be more than happy. Who wouldn't be happy to spend time with their crush?

He would carefully explain everything and help you if you have any difficulties with the project. Sometimes I wonder where he gets all this patience from. Whether you would get discouraged or curse how hard it is, he would try to calm you down and explain your mistakes.

When I'm still talking about teaching. Study session. I just see with my eyes of imagination. The two of you sitting in library beside each other and bending over books. It depends on you — whether he's teaching you some subject or you just enjoy your company.

Finn loves animals. I think, he would always tell you many random fact about them and won't stop talking, until he gets a hold on himself.

When he finally remembers himself, he will start apologising and feeling bad about being the only one talking. Then you kave to reassure him that you really don't mind and he can continue.

As a boyfriend, he treats you very well. People might say he's a perfect boyfriend material, but you can see how much he tries and I hope you do as much for him as he does for you.

Lance

Honestly, I can't imagine him giving someone else attention than his sister. Like this sis-con on has Anna in his head. So you can imagine how everyone was surprised when they noticed his unusual behaviour towards you.

And it wasn't some big change. No. It was more subtle. He was less strict with you than he is with others. Whenever you seemed sad because of his, sometimes mean, comments, he would apologise. (It took him a lot of courage to say this simple words.) He was more careful with his act to not sadden you.

I believe that after some time of knowing each other he would tell you about his sister and maybe if he happens to trust you a lot — about her illness as well.

He strikes me as a gentleman at some point. He would hold the door for you, help you with school work and follow you almost everywhere as if it was his duty.

Unfortunately for you, his sister will always be his number one, so unless you accept this fact, I don't think he will try to do anything with your relationship.

As well as it was with Finn, you two would have study session together. This guy is so clever that it would be stupid not to ask for help with the subject, spell or other thing you have difficulties with.

He truly admires you. You saw him in numerous embarrassing situations, for example when he was talking to Anna's pictures etc. Everyone' else would already start avoiding him. Maybe that's why he finds you as a perfect match for himself. Someone who wouldn't judge his behaviour and just accept his 'imperfections'.

Lance would respect your personal space and it would have to be you who initiates physical contact (mostly before your relationship). But he would place his hand on your waist with excuse not to let you bump into others.

He looks like the guy who would give other people, who are talking to you, nasty glare, when you don't look. It's not that he doesn't believe in his charm, it's just the fact that he doesn't like others being to close or touchy with you.

As a boyfriend Lance becomes more possessive and clingy. He would hug you from behind and gets touchy when you least expect it. Well, at least you're never bored.

Dot

It's easy to captivate this hot-headed guy's heart... if you're a woman of course. Male readers have it harder. But now we are talking about the stage he is already in love.

He would always boast to his friends about how he's going to marry you with no shame. Of course, always when you're absent. If by chance you will witness him saying it. He would want to hide under ground.

He would always scream at the person, you would give too much attention. He gets easily jealous, but he act like thata with every male that gets too much attention from others.

That's why you don't realise he holds any special feelings towards you. He still acts like he act towards women, so you don't think any special of the way he treats you.

I believe Dot would be touchy with you. Like put his arm over your shoulder or surprise you from behind. Honestly, if he would have ever touched you in a way that would make you feel uncomfortable, as a man he is — he would never forgive himself.

In his eyes, he gives you special treatment. He doesn't play pranks on you and even with Lemon in room, he always focus on what you're saying and so on.

After some time, he gets more obvious that others notice his strange behaviour. He always stares at you, daydream about you two being together. His eyes are always following your person.

When you're close, he catch himself on enjoying your fragrance. Later of course, Dot will blame himself as well call himself a pervert. But you cannot be mad at him. He just can't get enough of you.

If he only could he would almost always hold you in his arms and never let go, while being too scared you might run away from him.

He is energetic, so as a boyfriend he would take you to many places. Date? Let's go to amusement park, if not, we have many other options. Of course, sometimes you two have home dates, where you just cuddle and enjoy eachother company.

Lemon

Congratulations. You just won over Mash and captured Lemon's heart. This turn of event surprised everyone, like literally everyone, even Mash.

Lemon would act similar like she did while having crush on Mash. She would be so delulu and talk about how the two of you are engaged and all (in fact you aren't... for now).

She would randomly grab your arm and hug it. People got used to seeing you this way. The two of you walking through the corridor, you look like those couples who always stick close to eachother.

She gets easily jealous of other people you're close with, expect for Mash, Lance, Finn and Dot, since she knows they won't try anything with you. When she feels threatened by someone, she would get closer to you or (in most cases) panic.

She would definitely share Cupid Gummies with you. Like she would buy it and almost immediately run to you only to give you some. She thinks of it as a special bond between the two of you.

Lemon blush a lot around you, that's for sure. You get too close? With red as tomato face, she would slap you. She gets a little violent when nervous, it's the fact you have to accept. But who can blame her? She's so happy to have you around that she cannot control her actions.

She's like a ray of sunshine, which is why whenever you're sad, she will try to make you feel better. Sometimes when words won't help, she just sits next to you. She wants you to know she will be always here for you.

You would get a lucky charm from her. One reason is that to keep you safe, other is to have her close to you. While making a design she would try to match with your taste. Like when she made Mash creampuff plushie, she would make something similar.

Whenever she would have problems with spells, she would go to you. Perfect excuse to spend time together! In exchange, she would teach you theory you would have problem with.

As a girlfriend, Lemon is very sweet. She wouldn't have to find excuses just to spend time with you. You would be often seen together eating lunch or walkings around while holding hands.

[robo-writing]

helloooo

I’ve recently gotten into call of duty and I make a humble request 🕺

could I have a ghost x afab!reader who’s usually innocent and stuff, but tries to seduce him or something? Take your time!! I love your work

I don’t think I’m ever gonna get used to people saying they love my writing 🥹

His squadmates check up on him occasionally—especially Soap, nosey as he is. For everything that they've gone through together they practically know nothing about Simon, and he likes it this way. Not to say that he doesn't trust them, but because Simon's a solitary creature, nothing more. However, it's surprising to the entire team when he off-handedly mentions that he's picked up a new hobby recently—bird-watching.

Immediately questions are fired off, but much to everyone's annoyance Simon only smiles as he takes another swig of beer. They almost suspect him of lying; he's not. His favorite past-time is making his way to his local haunt—9:00 pm sharp, every Friday—all to watch the pretty little bird behind the bar. He hasn’t missed a day, a regular customer every week for the past three months.

He likes the atmosphere, he likes how no one seems to ask questions about the 6’4 beast that orders his whiskey neat and sits alone in the corner—even more than that, he likes how you greet him with a smile every time he walks through the door.

Adorable really, how you fly about the bar, chirping out orders at the speed of light. More than once he’s had the opportunity to talk to you, and more than once have you averted your eyes from him, made yourself busy in hopes that you could hide the obvious attraction written on your face.

It never works, but he likes that about you.

He likes how you stumble over your words, how you meekly offer him a refill once his glass is empty, how your face lights up when he purposely lets his fingers touch your own when you set down a new glass. It's easy to let his mind wander knowing how easily riled up you are, and let it wander he does. Sensitive little birdy, he thinks to himself. Wonder how you'd react if his fingers were stroking your clit instead.

His pretty little birdie, shy little thing you are. So shy that you can’t bring yourself to express your little crush with words, but it’s alright—he knows—and he's willing to play this game for as long as you want it to go on. He's a patient man. It's February now, and it seems as if you're ready for this game to end. Among the red streamers and paper hearts that decorate the bar is you, and the cute red set you're so excited to show him. "I got the boss to sign off on it, see?" You ramble excitedly, stepping away for a single moment to show off your low-cut top and jeans to match. "Isn't it so cute?" He's the only one that gets this special treatment, the sight of you doing a 360 almost enough to make him reach across the bar. "Mhm," he agrees, far too engrossed in the shape of your ass than the color of your outfit. "Y'look amazing birdie." You bow your head in embarrassment at the nickname, unable to see how Simon's lips curl upward in response. "How am I supposed to react when you say things like that..." "It's a compliment. I don't say shit I don't mean." Again, you feel your face heat up at the implication, surprising yourself with a sudden burst of confidence. "You really mean that, don't you?" "I do. You think I don't?" "I think you're a flirt," you reply, the timbre of his voice sending shivers up your spine when he answers— "I'd be more than happy to prove just how honest I am, birdie." The look he sends you is nothing short of a promise, eyes boring into your own as he takes a sip. He knows, and you're willing to guess that he's known for a while based how how quick he is to laugh at your befuddled expression. "That's—I mean—" He sets his glass down slowly, tilting his head towards you. "Am I reading something wrong here?" You stumble over your words, barely muttering out a meek little "no" under your breath as he leans in close, enough to smell the liquor on his breath. "So, if I ain't wrong, feel free to meet me in the back after closing. I'd hate for you to think I'm a liar." Hours later, he found the answer to the question of how you'd react with his fingers against your clit—turns out you're even more sensitive than he imagined.

[loveesiren]

Champagne & Sunshine (Pt. 2)

JJ Maybank x Reader

Synopsis: Y/n's true colors show when it comes to protecting her sister.

Warnings: Language, alcohol, trauma, fighting, knife

Word Count: 3.5k+

Y/N's POV:

You stirred slightly as the sunlight hit your face. You cursed yourself for not closing your blinds last night. You felt JJ's strong arms wrap around you tightly.

"Morning, Barbie doll." He whispers into your hair.

"I don't want morning." You respond.

"Me either." He chuckles, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Y/N!" Marley yells, busting into your room.

"Ugh, Marley! What did I say about knocking?!"

Marley's expression softens when she sees JJ. "Hey, J!" She gushes.

"Hey, Mars. What's up?" JJ responds, propping himself up on his elbow as he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

"Uhm, mom wants you guys to come down for breakfast."

"We'll be down in a minute, Mars. Fucking knock next time!" You scold as you throw your pillow at her her.

Marley leaves without another word. She was only a year and a half younger than you. She'd been crushing on JJ since the first night you brought him home. She acted much more civil when he was around.

"Ugh," You groan into your pillow.

"Let's not keep them waiting," JJ says, placing a kiss on the back of your head before hopping out of bed and going to your closet to find a shirt.

You pull yourself out of bed. You rub your eyes, grateful JJ had taken off your make up the night before.

"Lemme brush," JJ said, running to your bathroom and grabbing your hair brush. He took your hair out of it's ponytail and slowly ran the brush through your long locks, being careful not to pull your hair. He handed you your favorite leopard print headband so you could push your hair back before the two of you made your way downstairs.

"JJ, my man!" Your dad cooed, passing the joint he was smoking to JJ.

"Mr. Y/L/N, how've you been?" JJ says, dapping him up as he took a drag of the joint.

"Not bad, kid. How are you?"

"Never better!" JJ says, sitting beside you at the kitchen table.

Marley sat next to JJ as she drooled over him. He was the only thing that grabbed her attention away from her phone.

"Stop being a creep, Mars!" You hissed at your sister.

Your mom set a plate of bacon in front of you to add to the pancakes, eggs, fruit bowl, and waffles she had prepared.

"Jeez, how stoned are you guys at 9am?" You chuckle, taking the joint from JJ.

"Just enough to make breakfast for our family!" Your mom says gleefully as she sits next to your father.

"It looks fire, mom." You praise, passing the joint off to Marley.

You all fill your plates with food and dig in. "So what do you two have planned for the day?" Your father asks, motioning to you and JJ.

"John B wants to go fishing I think," JJ responds. "Then party at the Boneyard tonight? I think?"

You nod in agreement.

"I want to go!" Marley says.

"No, Mars!" You spit.

"Y/N, let your sister go with you." Your mom demands.

"Ugh," You groan.

"Of course you can come, Mars." JJ smiles at her.

You roll your eyes but go back to you food.

After breakfast, you head up to your room to get ready. "Will you do my make up, Y/N?" Marley asks as she follows you and JJ.

You sigh. You couldn't say no to your sister. Annoying as she was, you loved her. "Yeah, come on." You say, wrapping your arm around her neck and pulling her towards your bathroom.

JJ made himself comfortable in your bathtub and lit up a joint as you helped Marley with her make up. She smiled as you helped her match her make up to yours.

"There," You said as you finished gluing on a pair of false lashes to her eyeliner.

"Twinning!" JJ squeals, handing the joint to Marley.

You laughed, realizing Marley was practically a spitting image of you. You went to your closet to find some clothes. You pulled on a pair of black jean shorts and a red crop top to match Marley's purple one.

"Alright, let's go!" You said as you grabbed your purse. Marley and JJ followed you as you headed downstairs.

"Headed out?" Your dad asks from the couch.

"Yup! Be back later!" You said as you push JJ and Marley out the door.

"Make good choices!" You hear your dad say.

"Always!" You respond. You head to your car. JJ opens the passenger door for Marley. You sigh slightly, wishing JJ was sitting next to you. But sweet JJ Maybank was too much of a gentlemen to let your sister sit in the back seat.

You pulled into the Chateau to find everyone sitting outside. John B and Pope playing hackey sack while Kie and Sarah sat in the hammock.

You all pile out of the G-Wagon. "We fishin' or what?" JJ says as he approaches the boys. Everyone eyes you approaching with your sister. "Mars is joining us today."

They've all met Marley before. They've been to your house plenty of times. But it wasn't often that she joined you guys for your everyday adventures.

"Hey Marley!" Sarah says, getting up and hugging your little sister.

"Hey!" Marley says. You could tell she was shy but excited.

"Let's get this show on the road!" John B says, heading towards the Pogue.

Sarah takes your sisters hand and skips down the dock with her. JJ throws his arm around your neck, as he always does, leading you down to the boat.

You glance back at Kiara for just a moment, locking eyes. She was less than happy that you were here and even more bothered that your little sister was here as well. But she wasn't about to ruin everyone's good time.

You and Mars sat at the front of the boat, passing back and forth a blunt as you watched the boys fish.

"You really let your little sister smoke?" Kie judges you.

"Kie, it's a nice day out. You really wanna kill the vibe?" You ask, not bothering to look at her as you kept your head leaned back into the sun.

"I'm 17," Marley hisses. "I can take care of myself."

You chuckle at your sisters response.

"Should we head to the Boneyard?" Sarah asks, breaking the tension as usual. The sun was beginning to set and you knew the party would be popping off soon.

"Let's do it!" You say.

John B pulls the Pogue up to the Boneyard and docks it. You happily skip out, pulling Marley with you.

"Wait up!" You hear JJ say. He practically slams into you as you stop. "Hey," He smiles down at you.

"Hey," You respond, getting lost in his ocean eyes.

JJ just stares at you, speechless, a wide grin on his face.

Marley rolls her eyes and grabs both of your hands. "Come on, love birds, let's get a drink." She says as she pulls you towards the keg.

Once you all get your drinks, you stand around in a circle joking and laughing about the days events. JJ wraps his arms loosely around your waist and leans his head into your shoulder. You wrap an arm around his neck and run your fingers through his blonde locks. Sarah and John B clung to each other as usual. You notice Kie and Pope standing awkwardly close. Kiara eyed you and JJ while Pope stared at her, trying to suck her into a conversation.

"You smell so fucking good," JJ mumbles into your neck as he ran his fingers through the ends of your hair.

You could feel the liquid courage course through your veins and you gently bit his shoulder, sucking lightly as you tasted the salt on his skin. "Let's go for a walk," You suggest.

JJ chuckles and tightens his grip on your waist, quickly leading you towards the beach.

You both stand in the shallow waves, kicking water at each other. "Y/N," JJ says.

"Yeah?" You ask, calming down a bit at his serious tone.

"Uhm..." He begins. "We, uhmmm...we-"

"Kissed?" You smile, finishing his sentence.

He nods his head, looking down to hide his smile. "Yeah. Kissed."

You take a few steps closer to him. Pressing your breasts against his chest, you looked up at him. "We did indeed." You smile.

He bites his lip as he looks down at you, placing his hands firmly on your hips.

"Kiss me again, JJ." You whisper.

He wastes no time smashing his lips against yours. He brings one hand up to cup your cheek, pressing his other hand against the small of your back to pull you as close as possible.

You moan into the kiss as you tangle your fingers in his hair. His tongue slides across your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you gladly accept. The way his hands explore your body have you melting. He was so hungry for you and you wanted nothing more than for him to take you right there on the beach.

"Y/N! JJ!" John B's voice, once again, ruining the moment.

You both groan as you take a step back from each other.

"Sorry to ruin the moment but we have a problem." John B says as he approaches you. He turns and points to Marley, sitting uncomfortably close to Topper Thornton.

"What the fuck," You say as you storm off in her direction. JJ following close behind you.

"Mars, what are you doing?" You ask.

"Uh, having a beer?" She says, waving around her red solo cup.

"Why are you chillin' with them?" You scoff as you eye the Kooks sitting around her.

"Ah, Y/N! Join the party!" A drunk Rafe says, patting his thigh, inviting you to sit on him.

You scoff and roll your eyes. "Come on, Mars, we're going home." You say as you grab her wrist.

"No!" She says, pulling back from you. "I'm having a good time!"

"She's having a good time, Barbie! Why not join us?"

Rafe calling you Barbie made your stomach turn. When JJ said it, you melted, but Rafe's rapey eyes and seething smile just boiled the anger in the pit of your stomach.

"Fuck you, Cameron!" You spit. "Marley, we're leaving."

Rafe stood up and approached you. You looked up at him as he towered over you. You swallowed you fear as you kept your eyes locked on his.

Marley tried to stand up but Topper grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his lap.

"Let go of her, Topper!" You could hear Sarah yell.

You pushed Rafe back but he grabbed your wrists as soon as your hands met his chest. "You know you're too pretty to be hanging out with these fucking Pogues." He whispers.

"Let go of me, Rafe!" You scream.

Rafe threw you to the ground and before you knew it all hell breaks loose. JJ, John B, and Pope were all swinging on Rafe and Topper.

"Marley!" You yell as you watch her fall to the ground after being pushed aside by Topper.

Sarah was quick to grab her and drag her away from the chaos. "Come on!" You hear a familiar voice as she grabs your hand. Kiara pulls you away from the fight, leading you to where Sarah and Marley were.

You wrap your arms around Marley and hug her head to your chest. She was crying now. All you could do was watch the boys fight as you comforted your sister.

"JJ!" You screamed. Rafe had him on the ground and you felt the anxiety boil up inside you.

The last time you saw this scene, the love of your life ended up dead.

You passed Marley off to Kiara and Sarah before running full force at Rafe and tackling him to the ground, luckily catching him off guard. There's no way you could take him down otherwise.

You whipped out your butterfly knife and held it to his throat. Rafe's eyes went wide as you pressed the knife to his skin, his hands coming up in surrender.

"Y/N!" You heard JJ yell.

Your breathing was heavy as you stared Rafe in the eyes.

"Y/N, don't!" Marley screamed.

"Y/N, give me the knife." JJ's voice calmed you down as he rested a hand on your shoulder.

You kept your eyes locked on Rafe's as you tried to steady your breathing. You slowly handed the knife to JJ and allowed him to help you stand up.

"Hey, you're good!" JJ says, taking you face between his hands. "You're good."

You close your eyes and nod.

"Fucking bitch," Rafe mutters underneath you. You turn and kick him hard in the stomach.

"Alright, let's dip!" JJ says, leading you off towards the boat before you could do any more damage.

The party had died down immensely after the fight that had just broken out.

You all climbed into the boat and Marley wrapped her arms around you. "Are you okay?" She whispered.

JJ sat in front of you, concern written all over his face. He'd never seen the way you acted tonight.

You clung to Marley's arm as you tried to suppress the memory of Bandit's murder. The murder you'd forever blame yourself for.

"JJ's fine, he's right here." Marley reassured you, knowing all to well the thoughts running rapid in your head.

Everyone else in the van was confused. No one knew who Bandit was or why your bubbly personality was suddenly silent. Or why you had just nearly cut Rafe Cameron over a fight that happened at least twice a month.

Marley pushed you forward so you collapsed in JJ's lap. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him.

JJ's POV:

"What's going on?" I mouth to Marley as I hold on to Y/N, running my fingers through her fluffy extensions.

"Later," Mars mouths.

John B pulls up to the Chateau. I pick Y/N up and carry her inside. Marley follows as I bring her to the pullout couch I've been sleeping on. Y/N was asleep, thank God. I rested her head on a pillow and pulled a blanket over her, pressing a kiss to her temple before I walked away to talk to Marley.

"What the hell just happened?" I asked. The other Pogues were gathering around now, all curious to what made their sweet Calabasas angel turn demonic.

Marley backed away, intimidated by everyone approaching her. "Yo, back up!" I said, leading Marley slightly away from the others.

"She-Her last boyfriend..." Marley started. "They were at a party and...this guy went crazy. Being an asshole to all the women there. He pushed Y/N down...Bandit tried to stop it. The guy stabbed him to death. Y/N saw it all happen."

I squeezed my eyes shut. This was something Y/N never mentioned, and I can't blame her for that.

"Shit," Kiara said.

"Oh, now you care, Kie?!" I snapped. I didn't mean to but I couldn't help it.

"JJ, I didn't know-"

"None of us did! She's carrying around this fucking trauma but still manages to be the kindest fucking person we've ever met!"

Kiara stays silent.

I scoff and walk off. I lay down next to Y/N, pulling her body close to mine, tucking her head into my chest. Marley walks over and lays down on the other side of her sister.

"How can I help her?" I ask.

"You already do." Marley responds. "I've never seen her so happy."

"She never told me about Bandit." I said, running my fingers over her skin.

"She never tells anyone about him. When we moved here and she met you, she left our old life behind. She was Queen Bee at our old school and she was so depressed. She didn't have real friends. They just wanted to be her friend cuz of the money. And when she started dating Bandit, they all judged her. He wasn't popular like the rest of them."

"What was he like?" I asked. I couldn't help but feel insecure, knowing Y/N was inlove with someone before. Someone probably way better than me.

Marley chuckled. "He was like...this emo kid. All these piercing, played guitar, the darkness to Y/N's light. He really loved her though. He died saving her."

I bit back my tears. "I owe him a thank you."

Marley leans up and looks at me. "JJ, she'll always love Bandit, but that doesn't take away the love she has for you."

I look over at her with a puzzled look. "Come on, J," Marley chuckles. "She's been in love with you since she met you. She's just been...scared. That's what happens when you lose the person you never expected to."

I let her words resinate for a moment. Of course Y/N would always love Bandit. I'd never take that from her. But I will do everything in my power to make her know love still exists in this world. And that I'm never going anywhere.

Y/N's POV:

"Bandit?" You cock your head to the side as he approaches you.

"Hey, babe."

You run to him, wrapping him up in a hug. "B, I thought I'd never see you again!" You cry into his shoulder.

"I can't stay for long, pretty girl." He whispers into your hair. "I just wanted to tell you something."

"B..."

"Listen, baby." He says, pulling you back. "I'm dead. I miss you so much. And I know you miss me. But you are so vibrant and beautiful. Watching you thrive in life makes me so happy. I need you to keep living. Stop holding back. As much as I hate not being yours, I like this JJ kid. He really cares about you."

"Bandit, I'm so sorry..." You cry.

"Baby girl, it's not your fault."

"But I-I hit him..."

"He deserved it. He was about to stab you. I'll never regret preventing that."

"Ban-"

"Shhhh, Y/N. I died so you could live. Now go live. I love you."

He presses a kiss to your lips and you pull him closer, savoring every last moment before he disappears into your memory once again.

Your eyes flutter open. Your face was pressed against JJ's chest and you sighed happily, squeezing your arm around him tighter. Bandit visited you last night and gave you his permission to move forward. You felt at peace waking up in JJ's arms.

"JJ?" You mutter against his skin.

"Yes, Princess?" He asks softly. You melt at his words.

"I'm sorry." You whisper, nuzzling closer to him.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Cuz I was mean last night."

"You weren't mean,"

"I hurt Rafe."

"Rafe's a dick. He deserved it."

"But I don't want to hurt people. Last time I hurt people..."

"Shhh," JJ said. "You didn't hurt anyone, baby."

You bit back tears. "Where's Marley?"

"She's outside with everyone. I think she ordered McDonald's."

You chuckle. "Sounds like Mars." JJ helps you off the pull out couch and leads you outside. Everyone's eyes turn to you and you sigh, knowing Marley told them everything."

"Y/N! I got your favorite!" Marley says, holding up a McDonalds bag.

You laugh and stumble over to her. "Thanks, Mars." You say as you lean against her.

"You okay?" Kiara asks.

You look up at her as you nibble on your fries. "Yeah, I'm good. Thanks." You say bitterly. You didn't mean for it to sound that way but you also weren't in the mood for small talk. "Mars, can I speak to you in private please?" You ask, standing up and pulling her towards the dock.

"What the hell were you doing with Topper last night?" You ask once you'd made it far enough away from the others.

"I don't know! You were off with JJ, Sarah and John B were all over each other. Kie and Pope are fucking weird. Topper came up to me and offered me a beer so I sat with them."

"They are assholes, Mars."

"Yeah, I gathered that." She says with an attitude. "A-are you okay?" She asks. "You almost lost it last night..."

"Did you tell them? About Bandit?"

Marley looks down, avoiding your gaze. "They were really worried, Y/N."

"Doesn't give you the right to bring up his name."

"Y/N, you can't just avoid it forever. It's been three years. If you don't face it you'll never be able to-"

"Shut up, Mars!" You were sick of hearing it. You liked keeping Bandit to yourself. He was yours. Forever. Other people didn't need to know your business. You wanted to leave the trauma of Calabasas behind you and start fresh here. But now your old life was surfacing.

"You can't just move away and act like it never happened!" She yelled back at you. "It happened, Y/N! He's dead! You have to let people help you! You have to move on!"

You ran your fingers through your hair. "I don't need help!" You screamed, loud enough for the others to hear. You clung to the sleeves of JJ's oversized flannel. The one he wrapped you up in during the night. His scent being the only thing keeping you from from absolutely losing it. You take a deep breath and close your eyes. "I-I am...moving on. I just, I wasn't really ready for that information to be out in the open."

Marley nods. "I get that. I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to explain why you went nuts on Rafe."

"It's fine, Mars."

"You guys okay?" JJ asks as he walks towards you and Marley.

"I'll be in the car...mom and dad want us home soon." Marley says, smiling at JJ and heading back towards the G-Wagon.

"Hey, yeah...I'm okay." You smile sadly, leaning into JJ's arms. "I just, uhm...there's some stuff I'm just not ready to talk about yet."

"I understand," JJ says, running his fingers down the length of your spine. "I'm always here for you, you know that, right?"

You pull back and look up at him. "Yeah, I do. Thank you." You smile. "I'm gonna go home and rest a bit. I think I'm a little hungover." JJ looks slightly sad but he nods, knowing you needed some time. "I'll text you later, yeah?" You say, fiddling with your hair as you back away.

"Yeah, yeah sounds good, sweetheart." JJ smiles at you.

You take one last look at him before turning around and heading towards the car. "Bye guys!" You say to everyone as you pass.

You climb into the car, offering a small smile to Marley before you flip on one of your CD's. Yo blasted Bandit's favorite song as you headed home. Smiling instead of crying for the first time in years.

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[riddlerosehearts]

thinking about how people who watch the emperor's new groove and somehow come out of it shipping pacha and kuzco, or thinking yzma only became evil when kuzco fired her and that she would've been a better ruler than him, are both so wrong in so many different ways and are also missing one of the things that i absolutely love about the movie. which is that, the way i see it, pacha and yzma are counterparts. as parental figures to kuzco.

like, just to get this out of the way first, yzma was a dismissive asshole to a peasant whose family was starving. and yeah, if kuzco had been in her place he definitely would've also done that, which... is why she would not be a better ruler than him. she'd just be the same because they're both horrible people in the exact same ways. her reaction to being fired is to plot murder, and as soon as his funeral is over she sets everyone to work on replacing paintings of kuzco with paintings of herself and covering the palace with imagery that makes it clear that it's all about her now. i'm not even sure why this is a discussion tbh.

and also, kuzco is literally a teenager. he's barely 18 years old. source: in the movie, yzma says at his funeral that kuzco was "taken from us so tragically on the very eve of his eighteenth birthday." she also claims in the movie to have "practically raised" him, to which kronk replies "yeah, you'd think he would've turned out better". and sure, she could be exaggerating, but what evidence do we have that she is? we learn absolutely nothing of his parents, who are never mentioned even once in the movie, or of anyone else who could've raised him, and she's his advisor who for some reason sees no problem with attending to royal duties in his place. most likely because she's his regent. also, i'm not exactly a fan of the sequel tv series "the emperor's new school" but it does have something that backs up my point: kuzco is revealed to be an orphan and just before his father went and got lost at sea, he asked yzma (who was also his advisor) to take care of kuzco if anything happened to him. so, yeah, the writers who worked on the series clearly thought that yzma genuinely did raise kuzco, and nothing in the movie contradicts this.

and i find the idea of her being his only parental figure for pretty much his whole childhood incredibly interesting because, and this also goes back into why she wouldn't be a better ruler than him--she mirrors him as a reflection of what would've become of him if he'd never met pacha. they're both incredibly arrogant, power-hungry, selfish, and cruel, with a tendency to blame their problems on everyone but themselves. yzma was even originally going to have her own reprise of kuzco's theme song "perfect world", which i really wish had been kept:

[ID: Lyrics that read:

I'Il be the sovereign queen of the nation And the chicest chick in creation I'm the cat with all the cream and ooh-la-la This deadly concentration Will put an end to my frustration Now this perfect world begins and ends with moi

What's my name? Yzma, Yzma, Yzma Yzma (what's my name?) Yzma, Yzma (What'd you say?) Yzma (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!) Yzma. End ID]

(this song can be fully heard in "the sweatbox", the documentary about the making of the movie, and is also on youtube btw)

anyway, i'm sure yzma would not exactly have been the most nurturing or hands-on guardian, especially given that she and kuzco don't exactly treat each other like family. but it makes a lot of sense to think that her behavior influened kuzco's throughout the years. and for the entire movie, she remains determined to kill him. when he tries to reason with her and admits that he should've been nicer, she says the same thing to him that he originally said when he fired her. she never grows or changes and in the end, she hurts the one person who was willing to stand by her (and even then, kronk had never fully been on board with her plan) and he ends up trying to crush her with a chandelier. kuzco on the other hand is able to realize the error of his ways, come to regret who he was in the past, and start taking steps toward being a better person. his theme song gets a reprise where it's changed from a song about one person being the center of the world to a Power Of Friendship song. why? because, as i've already mentioned, he has pacha.

pacha, who similarly to both yzma and kuzco is in a position of authority as the leader of the village but unlike either of them is gentle and humble. who isn't afraid to stand up to kuzco and be honest with him even though he's the emperor, who agrees to take him back to the palace but has no obligation to be so helpful, kind, and caring toward him--and just about every reason not to be--and still chooses to be anyway. pacha who is 45 years old (also stated in the sweatbox documentary) and can see that kuzco is practically still a kid, not a single day over 18, who has time to grow and change. pacha, who already has a wife and two kids with another on the way, but practically treats kuzco like one of his own. who acknowledges that if kuzco dies all his problems will be gone and then still worries about him and goes out of his way to rescue him after he wanders into the jungle. who sees kuzco shivering at night and covers him with his poncho, who carries him when he's genuinely too weak to keep walking, who refuses to give up on him even after repeatedly being betrayed by him because he believes there's good in everyone.

also, while yzma ends up repeating kuzco's harsh words of dismissal as she tells him of her plans to kill him, kuzco had previously repeated pacha's words that "nobody's that heartless" after he saved pacha's life. and as the movie progresses kuzco and pacha's relationship becomes more and more equal and is constantly contrasted by moments of yzma being cruel and unappreciative of kronk's kindness. a good example of this is how kronk is constantly being forced to carry yzma everywhere on his back while yzma literally walks all over him and steps on his hands when she gets down, whereas when pacha briefly carries kuzco after the latter collapses he tells him he'll have to walk the rest of the way later and kuzco doesn't even protest.

idk if i'm even explaining well what i'm trying to say here. but basically, if yzma actually raised kuzco and contributed to his current behavior, then she and pacha both are figures who guided him and helped him grow. only yzma helped him become the tyrant that he was at the start of the movie, who was selfish and callous and saw everyone else as beneath him. whereas pacha helped him see the value in being selfless and considerate of others. and in the end, yzma is stuck as a cat and nobody is concerned about her. kronk has found a new job that makes him genuinely happy, while kuzco has decided to build a hut on the hill next to pacha's and effectively joined his family. in the sweatbox documentary it's even mentioned that chicha and the kids were at risk of being removed from the film, but it was decided that they needed to be there because having just pacha as a single guy who lived alone wasn't interesting enough--kuzco needed to go from having basically an empty world where he had nobody to being able to come together with pacha's whole family. and i just think that's incredibly satisfying and beautiful. it also leads up to one of the few things i really do enjoy about the emperor's new school, which is the fact that during the show kuzco moves in with pacha and chicha and pretty explicitly thinks of them as basically his parents while he's like a son to them.

idk. i feel like my mind went in a million different directions while i was writing all this. but i guess i just think that for all of the praise the emperor's new groove gets for its comedy and for how hilarious yzma and kronk in particular are as a duo, the movie also has a lot of genuine heart that gets overlooked. kuzco's character growth and his unique dynamic with pacha is, for me, really what elevates the movie from just a funny movie that i like to one of my favorite disney movies. and i wish more people appreciated that aspect of it and saw it as a found family story in the same way that treasure planet, brother bear, and lilo and stitch are all found family stories.

[justmebeingme94]

Title: Mutual Feelings 🩷

Synopsis: The reader is an actress who just finished up a romance movie project with the gorgeous and brilliant Aaron Pierre as her co-star. While filming, the production company booked an extravagant Airbnb for everyone's convenience near the movie set, which was in Miami, Florida. Filming wrapped up quicker than expected, which gave the cast and crew a few extra days to kill. Due to working so closely together, the reader and Aaron have built a strong friendship despite her initial crush on him; she grows to respect and admire him as a person and not just eye candy. However, unbeknownst to the reader, Aaron was lovestruck the moment they met. A night at the beautiful house leads to feelings being exposed and the heat rises between them. This is kind of a snippet so please let me know if I should finish it. Enjoy! 🥰

"You mean to tell me that you've never seen 'Don't Be A Menace'?", you asked, choking back a giggle. "No, y/n. I can't say that I have", Aaron replied in his thick deep British accent, playfully rolling his eyes. You and Aaron were chilling in the living room of the Airbnb, looking for movies to watch on the fire stick. Y'all sat on the exceptionally soft cream colored L-shaped couch with distance between you two while the lamp next to it gave the room a cozy feel. Freshly showered, you sported a baby pink crop top with grey sweat pants and baby pink ankle socks. Your knotless boho braids were draped over one shoulder as you clicked on the movie. Filming had wrapped and you and Aaron had a week to relax and enjoy the city as well as the house. The day involved the cast and crew doing their own thing while you and Aaron decided to go to the beach. You internally thanked the Lord for getting braids due to the humidity of Florida and not wanting to fool with it during filming. Had your hair been in any other predicament, any aquatic activity would be a hard no. Besides, there was NO way you'd miss out on the opportunity of seeing Aaron's shirtless chest and abs glistening in the Miami sun... After the beach, the plan was to check out some clubs in the area. However, you both were extremely tired, just wanting to grab a bite to eat and spend the evening indoors. After showering, y'all decided to Door Dash some Chinese food and watch movies. "That means we're gonna have to watch it", you said in a sing-song voice. He laughed and shrugged. You took a bite of your sweet and sour chicken as the opening credits played. You glanced over at Aaron, who was looking at you with a small smile. You couldn't help but notice how his black tank top clung to his chest and abs while the print in his black shorts taunted and teased you. You licked your lips and readjusted on the couch, a look of anticipation on your face. You hate to admit it, but his eyes was something that you could never get used to. They were piercing. Intense. Hell, they were intimidating. And it didn't help that his newly bronzed sun tanned skin made them even more striking. "What?" You asked. "Nothing. Just...I enjoy spending time with you", he said sincerely. Your heart fluttered. "Awww Aaron, me too. I just hope that when we leave, we stay in contact", you replied. You loved the bond that you and Aaron built in the past 6 months. It wasn't just an ordinary cordial relationship between colleagues; it was rare and real. You'd grown to care for and respect the man that Aaron was. For an example, you noticed on set during food breaks that he would make sure the whole cast and crew had eaten before he would fix his plate. Or how he would make each individual feel like the most important person in the room just from engaging and speaking with him. He was all-around perfect. And as amazing as he was, you knew you didn't want that bond between you two to fade away. You looked down bashfully, tearing your gaze away from Aaron's handsome face and continued watching the movie.

****4 Hours Later****

"Okay...never have I ever....went skydiving", you slurred. Y'all decided that after the movie, a game of Never Have I Ever and some liquor would be lit. Aaron decided to put on an early 2000's R&B playlist to keep the atmosphere light and fun. "Shoot, me neither sweetheart", he replied, laughing. You both toasted a shot of Hennessy and chugged it. You immediately chased it with apple juice, hating the way it burned your throat. Aaron, being a man's man after all, hissed as it went down but didn't chase it. Being the lightweight that you are, you had only done 3 shots but they made you tipsy immediately. Aaron, on the other hand, had reached 5 before the alcohol kicked in for him. Aaron poured up another shot for you both while you let the last shot settle in your stomach. "Let's take it up a notch, darling. We've been playing it safe all night", he proclaimed, slamming the shot glass on the coffee table. The alcohol definitely had him feeling himself. You look at him suspiciously, smirking. "How so?" He cleared his throat and said, "Never have I ever....made out in the rain. Soaking wet, bodies glued together, hands all over each other, not giving a damn who sees us", He said slowly, watching your next move. He knew EXACTLY what he was doing to you too. All of a sudden, your face got extremely hot, as well as other parts of you...you were speechless! Your mouth was agape, and you clenched your legs together discretely. You took the shot quickly, not even bothering to chase it this time; your mind was on other things. Aaron, reading your reaction wrong, immediately regretted saying that. "I apologize, Y/N. Did I make you feel uncomfortable?" "Oh no no no HELL no", you replied while shaking your head fast, making him chuckle. "You just caught me off guard. I've never kissed in the rain before, but I'd be up for it...", you replied, the liquor making you more bold and flirtatious. You start inching closer to Aaron while still maintaining some distance (and teasing him in the process). "Never have I ever...got freaky on a ferris wheel. Kissing and touching, 3rd base activities, praying to God that you remain stuck at the top long enough to make them lose control", you purred, sexily sizing him up. He licked his lips and took another shot, eyeing you hungrily. It was his turn to scoot towards you. "Alright. Never have I ever got to kiss you", his voice dangerously low and oozing with sex. No one drank this round. "And never have I ever got a chance to kiss you back", you replied. You scooted so close to him that you were in his face at this point. "Fuck the bullshit", he said in a husky voice. Before you could respond, he kissed you passionately, his big hands grabbing and squeezing your waist and hips. You moaned in his mouth, loving how you tasted the Hennessy on his sweet lips. Your arms wrapped around his neck, mentally preparing for what's about to go down tonight. He then pulled you on his lap, straddling him. (To be continued) More to come 😉

[harleehazbinfics]

Love eat?

Alastor x cannibal servant!reader

Original Concept | Additional Concept

Word count: 1764

A/N: sup im back with more crack, jk. but yeahhh i did a oneshot of that imagine and now we're here. i've channeled my inner crazy and that led me to this oneshot lmao, sorry if it's not up to par but pls enjoooooyyyy!

ps I can't find the artist pls help. chainsaw man falling devil spoiler sorry

“Yuta!” you called your boyfriend from where you sat waiting for him.

“Sorry, I'm late,” he says with an apologetic smile, placing his bag to his side while he sat in front of me.

“No, it's ok! You're doing your best in school. I was the one who asked you to eat with me anyway,” you responded clapping your hands together, appealing cutely to your boyfriend.

“But you're busy with your culinary classes too. I'm sure you're working harder than I am!” He replied, making you smile at how genuine he sounded.

You reached inside your bag and presented 2 lunch boxes in front of him. His eyes widen in anticipation while you opened them, revealing a well plated pork cutlet and a healthy salad in the other lunch box.

“I have! I learnt a few new things during class, and I wanted you to be the first to eat my cooking. I hope you like them!” He smiles at you, flattered that he was the first thing on your mind when you made the meal. He always loved your cooking.

The both of you met when you were first years, he was just roaming the halls familiarizing himself with the school layout when he heard you squealing inside a room and helped you put out a small fire that you accidentally created while you stayed behind in the Economics Room to relearn the basics taught to you that day. So, he stayed with you until the end so that you won't set the whole room on fire this time, and as thanks you gave the meal you completed to him afterwards. As he tasted it, threw it back up when he tasted how salty it was, so you resolved yourself that you'd make a decent meal for him, and that's where your friendship to relationship started.

“Wow! You've really outdone yourself this time!” He yells with stars in his eyes, savoring each bite.

You laughed at him and pushed the salad closer to him, and said, “You can eat all of it. It's all for you!”

“Really? Thanks a lot! It's so great to have you as my girlfriend!”

-=-=-=-

“Yuta?” you asked with wide eyes as you eyed the knife in his hand that was pointed at you.

“I-I can't take it anymore. I don't want to eat any food you make for me anymore, it’s disgusting. I don’t want to eat humans! I hate it, I hate it, I HATE YOU!” He screamed lunging at you.

He pushes the knife to your stomach, a few moments later you feel the metallic taste in your throat, letting the liquid drop from your tongue as you took has face that held great remorse for you. You smiled at the pretty expression on his face and rubbed your thumb on his cheeks, smearing it with your own blood.

"How pretty. I love all the expressions you make. Do it more," you coughed out.

His expression changes from fear to disgust and anger. Vengefully, he takes your wrists binding them together in his forceful grip and continues to stab you until you died from the pain and blood loss. However, despite your body tensing and losing color on you face, he never stopped. After his knife slipped out of his hands from your blood, he threw himself at you and bit into your neck.

Devouring you. Bit by bit.

---

You've been aimlessly roaming around hell and chopping sinners with your cleaver that were dumb enough to pick a fight with you. At the moment, you sat on top of a building waiting for something to happen while eating an beefy arm starting from the shoulder.

While you were gnawing at it with a blank expression on your face. You were surprised when a massive green explosion appeared out of nowhere, inducing a few screams of terror.

Just a couple blocks in front of you, you see a giant red deer demon with black tentacles coming out his back as he crushed sinners in his hands and consuming them.

You immediately dropped the arm you were holding and watched as the overlord showed off his power against you, sinners. Unable to hold yourself, you followed his parade of chaos and squeaked when he appears behind you wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"How rude of you to follow me around, while I was playing with my meal," he remarks with a snarky tone.

You got distracted with his voice. How could someone be so seductive with a radio filter on, you ask yourself.

"It's also rude to stare, you know?" He adds, starting to get pissed off by how unresponsive you were as you just kept gawking at him.

"I was just admiring how powerful you were, sir! I've never seen a demon turn into that kind of form. I-I was enchanted!" You yelled at him, hands clasped together while fan-girling at his abilities with hearts in your eyes.

"My, I've never seen such behavior from a person such as you. Are you eager to be eaten?" He laughs before his eyes turning black leaving his red pupils and radio dial iris.

"Yes! I would be happy to!" You answered almost immediately, making him revert to his normal self, getting caught off guard with your reply.

He hums turning his head in confusion and irritation, “Well, that just won’t do. I only like it when my prey gets scared rather than having a sacrifice like you.”

He tries to ride away in his shadow but before he could do so, he halts in his steps when you step in front of him. “Please! I’ll act scared! I’ll do anything! I just want to be with you!” you cried dropping to the floor pathetically making him deadpan to the sight.

He huffs, and turns his back at you, “Hmm. Do what you wish.”

With that, you stayed and served Alastor for years. You’ve arranged deals for him, did his bidding on some occasions and even represented him a few times in meetings. However, your main occupation was his personal chef.

Sure, one could argue that he likes his meats raw and cooks for himself sometimes. But do you expect that man to cook every meal for himself for a nearly a century? Overlords don’t have that much free time, you know? (or at least that what Sir Alastor says) and you happily take on this task when he discovers that you were an excellent chef, living up to his own impossible standards.

However, you find yourself in a very peculiar situation.

“(y/n)? Is it really you?”

You’ve come face to face with your first love and your killer. You couldn’t help but leap up from you position and hug him while he did his best to get away from you.

“Yuta! You’re finally in here! I knew you’d come to find me, hehe,” you cried still hugging him while he struggled in your mighty grip. “I’ve been waiting for you, y’know?” you said to him with your eyes darkening at him giving him the familiar dangerous look in your eye making him tense up and unconsciously threw you across the room with his strength.

You didn’t hit the impact when Alastor raised his arms and caught you before placing you on your feet, ignoring your heart-eyes as usual.

“And who is this with you?” he asks the group, almost sneering at the new man.

“This is Yuta! He’s our new guest! We found him in Cannibal Town, and he asked us where we were, he’s now he's here!” Charlie introduces excitedly holding Yuta by the shoulder.

“Ooh, is he a bad boy?” Nifty asks looking flirtatiously.

“Why, of course! He’s the one that killed me after all!” I announced with a smile. “Isn’t that right, dear?”

He rolls his eyes and says to Charlie, “I’ll be fine anywhere as long as I don’t get involved with her. I’ll find a room myself.”

You all watch as he shows himself to one of the rooms while Charlie replies, “Uhh, ookayyy?”

“So, what’s with you and that guy?” Angel first asks, “There’s a lot of sexual and… psychological tension there.”

“Yeah, and what do you mean he killed you?” Vaggie continues, while all of them looked at you.

“Oh, you know, couple fights. One thing led to another and poof, I was gone,” you explained simply with a laugh, making Nifty laugh as well.

“So, you two dated?” Angel asked in surprise.

“Exactly, why?” I smiled at him.

“Uhh, sure. He just looks like a boy failure to me. How the fuck could he bag a hottie like you!” Angel laughs throwing his head back.

"What a crazy bitch," Husk comments blankly looking at you before peeking at Alastor's annoyed face making him raise his long brow.

You tilt you head to the side confused, before Charlie would come in and say that she’d explain it to you.

A few weeks gone by, and you didn’t stop pestering your ex with things he hated when you couldn’t get enough of the expressions on his face. You loved seeing him get so angry with you, you just loved getting on his nerve. Or it could be some fucked up enjoyment of how you remembered being eaten by him half dead that sent chills to your body every time.

“That’s it! I’ve had enough of your shit!” he yells bursting in flames.

“Oh, what? Cat got your tongue baby boy?” you teased him hands behind your back trying to annoy him.

“Oh, fuck you!” he screams as he runs forward at you trying to land a punch which you jump away from effortlessly.

He eventually tires himself out and sees you giving the deer demon googly eyes that ticks him off. He loads up a fire blast and shoots it at Alastor. You intercepted it in between not noticing him following behind it and takes hold of you neck choking you.

“Not bad,” you wheeze out with a wicked grin, setting him off and squeezing your neck tighter.

He fails to notice the black portal underneath him where a black tentacle reaches out to his ankle and wraps around his body, making him let go off you.

“I’d rather you not mess with my property if I were you,” Alastor announces menacingly as he had you in his arms. You feel starstruck as you were being princess carried and being defended by the one you admired. “I don’t like sharing, so this is my last warning for both of you to not get involved with each other.”

“Yes, sir! Anything for you!” you scream your heart out that felt like it was beginning to burst out of your chest and leap in your throat, while you give him heart eyes that he ignored, while he brought both of you to his chambers.

"Are you finally going to eat me, Sir Alastor?"

"Shut your mouth before I stitch it up for you."

"Yes, sir! I love you! 💕"

[anemicjellyfish]

Random theorizing and/or speculation post idk.

So I've said it before and I'll say it again. Helluva Boss is pretty damn good at "Show, Don't Tell."

While it isn't entirely devoid of expositional dialogue, it really doesn't seem like they rely on it heavily. Even with a few heart-to-heart moments between characters like Blitzø & Fizzarolli in Oops and Loona & Octavia in Seeing Stars, big dialogue exchanges are kept to a minimum. Character development happens over time and through on-screen events rather than sitting down and talking it all out.

This, combined with the show's tendency to both 1, let events come full-circle and 2, show generational trauma as a way to let characters break free of the molds set for them, is why I think Octavia might get the "Stolas Experience" soon.

Now, I love Octavia. If I could pick a character to make sure the writing team doesn't traumatize, it's her. (This is a No Hate Zone for Octavia and Stolas btw.)

What I mean is that Octavia seems to have been kept from the same expectations that were put upon Stolas his whole life. She appears to make her own choices and express herself in ways that Stolas wasn't allowed. I have a feeling that, now that she is with her mother and uncle, she will be held to a similar standard as her father (at least until she's of age, which is likely 18).

I feel like minimal expositional dialogue will come in to bridge the gaps in her knowledge. Octavia getting told she's "just like her father" as an insult when she's not adhering to new standards.

To bring it to a head, I also like to speculate that Stella will try to arrange Octavia a marriage of her own. When Via pushes back on this, the "just like your father" line may come back. I also think Stella will deliver the final nail in the coffin of Octavia's opinion of her parent's marriage here.

My personal headcanon of the line is something like: "oh, for fuck's sake, Via. All Goetia marriages are arranged. It's not like Stolas and I ever loved each other. *laughter* Andrealphus, could you imagine? Stolas and I in love?! How ridiculous..." (mocking fades into the background as Via processes what she just heard) But this is just fanfic-level stuff that plays in the background of my brain.

Now, to skip ahead just a little. There are very few characters for Octavia to turn to. The most likely candidate for a lot of us is Loona. It makes sense, as they've already shared some screentime & Octavia got some solid advice then. And I don't disagree at all. It's a good choice.

But I like to think Octavia has something in common with someone she despises, but who could never hold hate in his heart for her.

Blitzø and Octavia have some unlikely common ground in severing connections with those they care about most through an emotional response to feeling unloved.

Octavia's song "I Will Be Okay" uses fire imagery to burn photographs to symbolize her readiness to cut off contact with her father after she came to the conclusion that he never loved her.

Blitzø set a literal fire unintentionally when his own father valued Fizzarolli over him, and likely felt that Fizz would never love Blitzø in return.

While the parallel between them isn't completely perfect, Blitzø is uniquely suited to understand a teenager who is scared, alone, and feels unloved.

We know a good deal about the circus fire, but Blitzø really hasn't spoken about it to anyone. It's unclear if he ever went into detail about it to Fizz, and he only vaguely referred to it being "traumatic" when Stolas brought up Blitzø's love of horses.

I personally like to think that Octavia will be the one Blitzø tells about it all. I think he'll obscure the details of a teenage crush to stay on-topic. But the loss of a loving parent (Blitzø's mom/Stolas) and being left with a horrible one (Blitzø's dad/Stella) is something that connects them in ways that both of them don't realize yet.

This doesn't have to fix things. Confronting traumatic events doesn't mean those events no longer happened. Blitzø carries the physical scars of his past with him everywhere he goes, and the emotional pain doesn't always heal without leaving scars of its own.

Octavia could slowly rebuild her relationship with her dad over time. It's not impossible yet. But she is slowly gaining an understanding of how things work in Goetic society; she will likely know soon that she was only born to be an heir out of precaution. So a part of her is always going to be the teenage girl who needs reassurance that she's loved, that she isn't the obligation that she thinks she is.

Sorry for another incomplete post. My thumb is hurting at the knuckle because I over-extended it the other day and it's hard to type on my phone with just one thumb.

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

We all know OFMD has been tremendously healing to watch when you're queer, but it's honestly just amazing to see as a person of color, too. I am so, so used to characters of color being the only non-White cast member, or stereotypes, or being told that "hey, x Disney character is Black now, aren't you happy about that?"

And OFMD has so many characters of color that are allowed to be complex and nuanced. I'm almost never able to enjoy historical fiction because of how the genre often treats characters of color, but OFMDs characters of color feel like real people who I know in my family and community. Olu isn't a big scary Black man, he's so sweet and practical and a little bit awkward around his crush. Frenchie is comically superstitious and able to pull off an awesome con. Roach loves piratical violence but he also makes lovely assortments of tapas and is delightfully offended when Stede insults his cooking. Jim is allowed to be cool and mysterious and a little bit goofy. Fang is so precious I smile every time I think about him. And don't even get me started on how amazing it is to see an indigenous Jewish man as a romantic lead!

One of the worst things about historical fiction, for me at least, is how all the characters of color are almost always there just for trauma porn. It so often feels like Black characters especially are just there for White audiences to feel bad for. But in OFMD, anti-racism and anti-colonialism are baked into the narrative. Racism exists, but we always get the last laugh, whether that's by knifing a racist through the hand or setting a boat of rich racist assholes on fire.

It encourages me to feel like I can ask for more from other TV shows. I don't have to just roll my eyes and put up with yet another historical drama where the only Black character's arc revolves around the trauma of slavery. It's so refreshing to see. I can't wait for more of it in season two!

[ashwhowrites]

could you do a Robin fic where reader forgets her diary at Robin's house after a sleepover (they're childhood best friends) and Robin decides to take a peek when she sees what reader wrote about her and all the things reader wants Robin to do to her, and then Robin does those things to her. Idk if this is a good request so if you don't like it don't do it. Anyways, love your fics!! 🩷

I love my baby Rob

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

Dear diary

YN and Robin had been best friends for years. They met in elementary school and haven't been apart since. They told each other everything and nothing was a secret when it came to each other. Except for one little thing, Y/N never told Robin. Y/N never came out to Robin or told her she was in love with her. Y/N knew Robin liked girls, she knew before Robin told her. Y/N wished she had come out when Robin did, but she was scared.

Watching Robin grow into an attractive and mature woman was hard for Y/N. She always wanted to call it a small school crush, but it was past the crushing level.

Y/N didn't have other friends she wanted to share the information with, so she wrote it in her diary.

After the sleepover Y/N had with Robin last night, she had a lot to write about. She unpacked her bag and kept an eye out for her diary. She felt panic seep in her bones when the bag was empty and the diary was nowhere to be seen.

~

"I'm always amazed by how blue her eyes are. It gets hard to follow what she says because she is so distracting."

"We watched another movie tonight. It was her pick so I didn't understand the movie. But I loved listening to her reviews."

"We walked through the rain and I only thought about kissing her."

"I need to stop buying her rings. It's getting too attractive."

"I love the way she holds my hand through the store."

"I love it when she picks on Steve, sometimes he deserves it."

"I wish she'd kiss me."

"I wish she'd rent a horror film and let me hide in her arms. Baby me and slip me on her lap and take my breath away with her body."

Robin slammed the diary shut as she felt guilt rushing through her. She knew all of her best friend's deepest thoughts. Stuff she never guessed Y/N thought about. But Robin couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach. Her best friend liked her, and really liked her.

Robin chewed at her bottom lip as she weighed out her options. She wasn't sure if she should admit she read it or not. Would Y/N be pissed?

Yeah, probably Robin! You read about her secret crush on you

Robin jumped as she heard the phone ring. She set the book down on her bed and walked out to the kitchen. She answered and tried to keep her breathing normal.

"Hey Rob, did I leave a book there?" Y/N asked, nervously chewing on her nails. She hoped Robin didn't open it, or noticed that it was a diary not just a book.

"Um yeah, it...was on my floor! Yeah right there on the floor. Do you want me to bring it to school tomorrow? Or I could bike there right now. I think it might rain but I ha-"

"Tomorrow is fine, Rob. I'll see you in the morning," Y/N laughed as she hung up. She was used to Robin's rambles so she didn't think twice about it.

"I'm fucked," Robin said to herself as she slammed the phone on the wall.

~~~

Robin burned fire on her driveway as she paced. Y/N would be here any moment and Robin was horrible at seeming nonchalant. Her brain kept seeing the words written on the paper.

Robin took a deep breath as Y/N pulled up. She got in the car and tried to focus on being calm.

"Morning, Rob" Y/N said with a smile

Robin sent her a smile and handed over the book. Robin felt her stomach get tight as Y/N looked up and stared into her eyes. Was she thinking about how blue they were?

"What is it? It doesn't have a title or anything" Robin asked, not sure if she was making herself suspicious or in the clear

"Like a little journal. Nothing important in it," Y/N shrugged and tossed it in the backseat.

Robin nodded and left it at that.

~~~

Now that Robin knew about the crush, she wanted to do something about it. She has had a crush on Y/N since she could remember.

"Horror? for Y/N? Since when?" Steve asked as Robin checked out the film.

"She happens to want to watch one," Robin said, as she rolled her eyes. "Which I know because I'm her best friend. Just two girls watching a movie...together as friends. Sure, we might hide under a blanket but it's all just as friends!"

"You okay?"Steve asked, he eyed Robin with suspicion. He watched as her face got red and she stuttered a little more.

"What is with the investigation? It's a movie date! Not a date! It's not a date, just a movie with a friend"

"Movie with a friend sounds fun," Steve said, still worried about the girl as she raced out of the shop.

~

Robin might have covered her fingers in pretty rings. And she might have applied a clear gloss and sprayed perfume on her neck.

"Steve recommended this movie so I thought we should give the dingus a shot to be right for once," Robin said as she clicked play on the film. Both girls under the same blanket as Y/N picked at the bowl of popcorn.

Y/N laughed at the dig at Steve, but she was excited it was a horror film.

As the movie played, the closer Y/N got to Robin's warm body. The bowl of popcorn was moved to the table as Y/N launched herself into Robin's arms and hid her face in her neck.

Y/N silently purred to herself as she smelt the perfume on her skin. She smelled addicting.

"You don't have to be scared, I got you, sweetheart." Robin cooed as she wrapped her arm around Y/N.

Y/N felt her heart race, she could feel her heartbeat pounding in her ears.

"Thanks," she whispered shyly

"Just a movie, I'll protect you," Robin said, she looked down but couldn't see her face. "Would you want to...sit in my lap?"

Robin felt herself hold her breath as the question hung in the air. She prayed Y/N wouldn't think too hard and connect the dots.

Before Y/N could answer, Robin's arms were already yanking her over. Y/N felt her stomach flutter as she slipped on Robin's lap. She sat face to face with Robin, the movie lost in the background.

"What are you doing?" Y/N whispered, her eyes lost in the ocean blue of Robin's eyes.

"Taking your breath away," Robin whispered as she leaned in

Y/N felt pounding in her chest...and in between her legs as Robin cupped her face. The coldness of her chunky rings sent shivers down her spine.

Y/N held her breath as Robin closed the space between them. Her glossy lips were delicately pressed against hers. Y/N moaned as she kissed Robin back. Y/N's arms moved up to wrap around Robin's neck, deepening the kiss.

Robin kept one hand on her face and the other one moved down Y/N's back and slipped underneath her shirt. The feeling of Y/N's bare skin on her hand made Robin burn with desire.

Robin licked Y/N's bottom lip, asking to take the kiss to another level. Y/N happily agreed, opening her mouth as their tongues touched.

Y/N couldn't help but rock her hips against Robin, her hands moved into Robin's hair. She yanked and tugged as Robin growled.

Needing air, they pulled back. They panted as they looked at each other. A shy smile on Robin's face as Y/N looked shocked it all happened.

"I read your diary. I know that it was wrong, but I read too much. I know you like me and I like you too. I'm sorry for invading your privacy but I couldn't ignore what I read. I've liked you for so long and never had the right words to say." Robin explained, still a little breathless.

"I feel like I should be mad, but I got what I wanted." Y/N smiled

"I've always wanted to kiss you too," Robin confessed, her thumb softly pulling on Y/N's bottom lip.

"What do we do now?" Y/N asked

"I ask if you want to be my girlfriend? I think? I'm not sure most of Steve's stories end at the kiss and he doesn't see them again." Robin said

"Girlfriend sounds perfect," Y/N smiled

They shared a smile before their lips smashed together.

Maybe Y/N should leave her diary around more often.

[hogwartsstudentconfidential]

Good evening students of Hogwarts! I hope you all are having an amazing week or if not I hope this information makes your week even better! 

Ahem as been sent to me by Lia, the activities for the week of February 14th (Valentine's for you suckers) has been officially decided upon. 

The activities of choice shall be:

A kissing booth: Everyone step right up to kiss a stranger for funsies I guess? We do need volunteers for this!

A jail booth: Write down names and lock them up together. You already know this is my favorite! The chaos that will commence will be *chefs kiss*. Submit the names you'd like to see locked up to @lialovergirl.

Cupid Telegrams: Hire a Cupid to perform a small song, relay a message to your beloved, recite poetry, or dance an embarrassing dance in front of everyone just for her or him! 

Band performance: Hire an og Hogwarts band to follow your crush or significant other around for the hour or the whole day (depending on how much you pay), just to show you wuvvvv them so much. The serenading will never stop. 

A stand that sells flowers, heart balloons, cards and chocolates will be set up outside the great hall. So purchase them and send them to your lovers if you wish.

Mary is also selling baked goodies this week! Go send my favorite baker some love (and some galleons) and give your lovers the best gift, Mary's cookies! 

And last but certainly not least: 

THE VALENTINE'S DAY MASQUERADE BALL!

The ball will commence on Saturday, February 14th at eight o’clock. Please arrive on time because the doors shut at eight thirty and there will be no sneaking in (looking at you first years). 

Please dress up in your best gowns and don't forget the fun part is hiding your identity ;).

If you'd like to purchase any of these things, please message Lia or even me to get these activities set in motion!

Ps. Weekly gossip will start again on Monday and boyyy has it been a juicy week.

Tah Tah 💋

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