#he might say they’re not friends but dude you didn’t have to go along with him

[happypeachsludgeflower]

The thing about He Xuan changing his form when Shi Qingxuan asks is that, from what I can tell, he doesn’t seem to have changed his personality when pretending to be earth master. Like sure, he doesn’t show his outright hate for Wind Master when pretending to be a heavenly official, but he could have definitely gotten away with saying no to Shi Qingxuan’s demands.

This means that he wanted to please ridiculous friend.

[takumiraine]

Once upon a time chapter 10

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Danny slept more soundly in these two little cat naps with Sam and Tucker (and Jason) present than he had in the last couple of years. Really since the ghost shit started. His first awareness was Tucker saying “no dude, seriously, watch.” Right before Danny remembered to breathe.

“Freaky…” he heard Jason mutter.

Danny opened his eyes. “Technically dead, remember?” He yawned, stretching in a way that he had been told most people couldn’t move in.

“It’s still kinda weird man,” Tucker said without a hint of remorse, even as Danny swatted him. “But your food’s done.” That drew Danny’s full attention. He sat up, taking the plate that had been offered to him. Carefully, Danny blew on the rolls, before popping one into his mouth.

“P’f’ct” he mumbled through his bite.

Sam shook her head. “So is your big bat friend aware that we’re coming too, as Danny’s backup?”

“Yeah. I told him. He’s not thrilled but what can he really do. He feels guilty that he missed a chance to help adoption bait.”

“So he doesn’t think I’m going to go villain on you?” Jason shrugged.

“You had plenty of time and motivation to do so to me.”

Tucker’s PDA beeped. He looked down at it. Looked up at Jason. Looked back at it. Showed the results to Sam and Danny. “Does that mean…?” Danny looked back up at Jason.

“Dude. Is your fucking dad Batman?” Danny asked.

“How….?” Jason didn’t have a good answer to that because if he said no, then in like an hour max, Danny would learn of another lie, but if he said yes, it felt like some sort of weird betrayal against B. “What makes you think that?”

“Because Tucker needed to isolate the crack you guys made into the GIW before he could make sure they haven’t done anything about it and… I’m pretty sure the main location came from right where your house is. So it’s either your dad or your butler.”

Jason pinched the bridge of his nose. “Please be surprised when he tells you. And please let me be the one to tell the Replacement that some random guy followed his hacking trail on a goddamn PDA, and was able to deduce Batman’s identity from it. He’s gonna froth at the mouth and I need to be the one to cause that.”

“Who’s the Replacement?” Sam asked.

“The kid that became Robin after me. He and Oracle led the break in to that site.” Danny crunched another couple pizza rolls, while Tucker looked triumphant.

“Watch, they’re like a big creepy family of crime fighting rich people.” Danny nudged his friends between bites. Jason forced himself to laugh along.

“You might never know. B said he was the only one he was going to out tonight.” Jason hedged, trying to play up the mysterious vibe.

The trio shared a look as Danny finished off the rest of his pizza rolls. “Right. Anyways. You’re not going to like blindfold us right? We can just go in like normal people? Or is he going to come to us?”

“He’ll send a car when we’re ready. No blindfolds.”

“Good because I’m not doing kinky stuff with someone I haven’t even kissed yet.” Danny said through another yawn, stretching out obliviously.

Jason stared, open mouthed.

“What…?” Danny asked when he opened one eye mid stretch. He ran back what he just said, face turning scarlet. “I mean… fuck. You know what I mean.” He groused, purposefully not looking at the other three. “You try not really sleeping for five years and see where it gets you.”

Tucker and Sam burst into a fit of laughter. “Called it.” Sam announced, fist bumping Tucker and deftly dodging the swat.

“I can’t believe I’m still friends with you two assholes.” Danny grumbled, still red. “Let’s get this execution over with…”

Bruce sent Alfred in the town car to pick them up. “Master Jason, it is good to see you are making friends.” Alfred’s voice was genuinely caring beneath the dry delivery.

“Yeah yeah. A, these are Danny, Tucker and Sam. Three new people for you to feed.”

“Most excellent, I am always being told that I cook entirely too much.” Feeding a family of vigilantes that never seem to sit still requires a lot of food after all. He opened the back door gesturing for them to enter. “Sirs. Ma’am. Master Jason, I assume you will be taking ‘shotgun’?”

Danny, Tucker and Sam slid into the car, squishing Danny in the middle seat. Jason went around and opened his own door as Alfred closed the back. “Yeah. I’m not feeling like the trunk tonight.”

The ride to the manor was tense, even though Alfred did his best to settle it out by talking about different foods in the fridge that needed to be eaten if ‘you kids’ -Jason included- would be amenable.

For Danny, it was torture on two fronts. First, he had no idea what he was walking into. The second was that even after a pile of pizza rolls, Danny still felt like he had a black hole instead of a stomach. Was that due to the fact his family never seemed to have an adequate volume of non contaminated food, he was a man under 25, a halfa or just hadn’t eaten much recently? Not even he knew the answer to that. He was just pretty used to ignoring the feeling.

When the car drove through the manor’s gates, nobody seemed impressed. Which would have been concerning if Jason hadn’t remembered seeing the Mansons at galas before. Danny seemed like he was trying to melt through the seats, regretting his choice to come there.

“I swear to fuck if it’s Vlad here…” he muttered to the two other teens, so quietly Jason almost didn’t hear it.

“You’d feel it wouldn’t you?” Tucker asked just as quietly.

“Maybe? If it’s not his domain it might take longer…”

“Well do you feel anything now?” From Sam. Jason watched Alfred’s eyes in the mirror. He was listening too.

“No…. Not him. This is the domain of something, but I don’t know who or what.” Danny tried to look out the window, squinting through the glass to look for Jason didn’t know what.

Eventually he shrugged and sat back as the car pulled down the winding drive. It was only as Alfred opened the door to the backseat that something odd happened. Danny’s breath came out in a single puff of winter condensation, and all three of them tensed. Bruce was standing there, watching them, and all three got out, lining up against the back of the car. Danny seemed to be looking at something, distracted while B was giving them the typical welcome speech, and ushering them inside out of the cool night air. Though the other two didn’t seem to be able to see what Danny did, they gave whatever he was looking at a wide berth.

“D?” Tucker asked, hand on Danny’s arm. He just shook his head.

“Not violent.” He murmured back. “Been here a long time…”

That brought up more questions than Jason thought he’d be able to ask in one night. If Bruce heard the exchange he wisely chose to comment on it.

They all followed Bruce into the main sitting room, and the trio sat on the couch while Bruce took one armchair and Jason shoved another to be more lined up with the couch before flopping into it in a way that was sure to make B’s teeth grit.

“Has Jason told you why I’ve brought you here, chum?” Bruce said to Danny once Alfred had brought them all drinks and an assortment of snacks. Danny immediately set in on the food, eating in a way that was just controlled enough to seem bored.

Danny was about to answer when Sam elbowed him in the side. He finished chewing and swallowed. “He said you’d explain everything when we got here. I assumed it was because you thought we were dating and wanted to give me the shovel talk.” A pause. “We aren’t.” Another pause. “Dating that is. These are good snacks.” Danny’s eyes kept darting to something over Bruce’s shoulder.

Jason assumed it was to the portrait of the late Waynes. Those eyes had an uncanny habit of seeming to hone in on you wherever you went. Still, before Bruce could process, Jason put on his best terrible southern accent. “Aw, honey, no need to hide from my father. No doubt you’ll be able to win my dowry in no time.”

“Jason.” Bruce sounded constipated. Good. Serves him right for tormenting Danny. “No, I brought you here because I have something very important to reveal to you.” Bruce waited an appropriately dramatic amount of time, causing Jason to roll his eyes. “I am Batman.” There was a moment before the trio let out the fakest gasp he’d ever heard. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

“What? No way!” God their acting was terrible. Danny was even doing that little nervous laugh thing he did when the topic of families came up in class.

“You knew.” It was less a question and more of a statement, then Bruce turned slowly to focus the full weight of his gaze on Jason. “They knew.”

Jason waved a hand. “Don’t look at me. They figured it out the moment I said we hacked into the GIW. Turns out having one of the hacks originate close to the house meant they could figure it out since they had some basic common sense deduction skills.”

“I….” Bruce sighed heavily and grabbed his mug, looking for the world like he was regretting every choice he’d ever made leading up to that point.

Danny snorted a laugh but covered it with a really badly acted cough. Sam elbowed him and he made a sort of helpless gesture and gestured off to the side of the room. Interesting.

“Care to share with the rest of the class Danny?” Jason asked, watching him as well as he could without actually sitting up.

“Uh… well… it has to do with uh… my powers. The lady over there…” he gestured again to the side of the room, “just told uh…. Mr. Bat…? Mr. Man…? That it’s what children do, and she’s had to watch her “Little Roo” do that to her for years now.”

At the name, Bruce sat up stock straight, looking around the room. “What kind of trick is this?” He growled, defensive. “How did you know that name?” Danny immediately looked nervous, grabbing onto his friends.

“The woman told me. The one in the painting.” Bruce and Jason both turned to look up at the portrait of the Waynes and that was all it took for Danny and his friends to completely disappear.

“Danny, come back. He’s not going to hurt you.” Jason sat up now, trying to locate Danny in the room. He knew the younger man and his friends were still there, he could feel Danny close but it was clear he was trying to reassess the situation.

When Danny didn’t immediately appear again, Jason looked around for something he could throw at Bruce. There wasn’t anything of an appropriate annoyance level immediately handy so he grabbed the pillow off the couch Danny and his friends had vacated and flung it at Bruce, taking no small amount of pride in the resounding thud it made as the fabric connected with his father’s head.

Bruce looked over at him then. “Can I help you?”

“Me? Nah. But you could try to calm Danny down before he gets sick of our shit and ghosts us permanently. He’s hiding here somewhere.” Had he just made a pun??? He needed to spend less time with Tim.

It was only then that Bruce seemed to shake off his shock at what Danny had said to realize that he and his friends were unable to be seen. “Danny? Chum? Jay is right. I will not harm you. I was just…. Shocked by the fact that my mother’s ghost is still here…. And making comments.” There was another moment of silence before Danny spoke again.

“Oh… that being your mom explains a lot. Your dad is here too, but he hasn’t said much.” Slowly, Danny became visible again, floating in the corner with his friends, who seemed far too used to being grabbed and floated off with for their own good. He lowered them to the floor first, and fidgeted with his clothes until Jason reached out and gestured to the remaining food.

“Eat or Alfred will be disappointed.” Carefully, Danny let his feet touch the floor again, and became fully solid and visible. Only once Danny was okay did Tucker and Sam go and sit back down, grabbing a snack for themselves.

“Sorry…” Danny murmured to all of them, retaking his position between his friends.

“Not at all lad. I should be the one apologizing to you. Tonight is the night of unexpected it seems.” Jason noted, that while Bruce should be apologizing, he in fact had not said the words. “I wanted to let you know, personally, that you will be safe from those government stooges while the League still stands. You should not have to be afraid to exist and had we received your messages when they were sent, we would have helped then.“

Danny narrowed his eyes, pausing mid bite. “You’d help some kid you don’t know, just like that?”

Jason snorted then, cutting off Bruce’s response. “Danny, B found like five kids, all with black hair, blue eyes and a tragic backstory. You fit right in.”

Danny looked at Jason for a moment, considering, then at the two ghosts that had stayed in the room. Finally, he nodded. “Alright. I’ll trust you. For now.”

“Excellent. Shall I have Alfred make up a couple of guest rooms?” Bruce looked entirely too happy at the idea of having guests.

“No, I’ve got my own place. But thanks…” Danny said, trying very hard not to look worried at the invitation.

Jason texted something to Alfred, then stood when the butler entered the room with a large ziploc bag. Jason stood and took it, then dumped the rest of the snacks into the bag before pressing it into Danny’s hands.

“C’mon. I’ll bring you home. You look exhausted still.” Jason carefully, but casually positioned himself between Bruce and Danny. Not that Jason didn’t trust Bruce, but Danny had been through a lot and Jason wanted to offer any protection or comfort he could. Danny nodded, standing with his friends. Sam looped one of her arms through his.

“Thank you for the food and assurances of Danny’s safety.” Tucker said diplomatically as Sam pulled Danny after Jason.

[eilorow]

Horny Hunk - Car

Caden was sitting in his car, exhausted after a workout with his best friend Thomas, who was way more athletic than him, but would always go out of his way to bring him along and give him tips. That sweet attitude might be the reason Caden had a pretty big crush on him, though he would never admit it. Thomas was a chick magnet, and wasn’t shy about it. So, Caden was happy just being his gym buddy, and tried to stop himself from checking him out too much in the changing room.

He saw Thomas making his way to his car. “You’re in a hurry,” he said, getting inside. “Well, I didn’t know your showers lasted 20 minutes,” Caden shot back playfully. “Hey! The girl at the reception was checking me out, so I went and got her number,” his friend replied, showing the little piece of paper. “I see, so you’re just desperate to get laid.” “Maybe you should try, you know, your dream guy isn't gonna just show up, you have to talk to people sometimes,” Thomas said with a smirk. “All right, shut up now, before I leave you on the sidewalk.”

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They had been riding for a few minutes, not saying much, until Thomas pulled out his phone and started admiring himself. He never took pictures, but he did love looking at himself, especially after a workout. Caden glanced to the side as he was styling his hair up and looking into his own eyes; he couldn’t help finding it attractive. “Dude, check out these biceps,” Thomas let out with a chuckle. He was flexing his arms repeatedly, showing his noticeable progress, glistening with sweat. Caden tried not to look again, but couldn’t help sneaking a peek. He loved how big they were, and yet still defined…

“Shit!” Caden thought. He was starting to get an erection, and this was not the time nor the place. “Stop doing that,” he said. “You’re being weird.” “You’re being weird!” Thomas replied. “You’re not even complimenting your friend’s awesome gains.” Caden kept his eyes focused on the road, but felt more and more uncomfortable in his seat. “You should feel them, bro, they’re so tight-” “Stop that! I am not touching you!” Caden snapped, though he was blushing slightly. Thomas grinned even wider, finding his reaction funny. “Come on, man! You don’t like it when I do that?” He grabbed his friend’s wrist and brought his hand to his chest. “Feel that, dude. Real muscle.” “Dude, stop!” Caden was actually getting horny now, and had to quickly turn his flasher on and pull over to the side of the road. “Cade, why are we stopping? I’m just messing with you!” Thomas said, playfully punching him on the shoulder. But Caden wasn’t paying attention anymore. He grasped the arms of his seat, a familiar feeling stirring inside him.

Caden tentatively glanced down at his crotch, and saw what he expected to see: his boner was straining against the front of his shorts, visibly getting bigger. He groaned as his transformation began. His hands widened slightly, gripping his seat even tighter, while his arms started packing on muscle rapidly. He tilted his head back, making a whining sound that slowly got deeper. His throat thickened slightly and his chest widened, better adapting to his large arms. Caden groaned again as he felt himself getting taller and felt his pecs filling up, his loose tank top now barely reaching his waist. A hint of abs, more than he ever had, was peeking from under it. His legs stretched too, his thighs getting bigger and his calves gaining definition. The young man, feeling his feet pushing against the front of his shoes, pointlessly tried taking them off by rubbing them together. He then had to spread his legs apart to make space for his bulge and his growing asscheeks.

Thomas was watching the scene, bewildered, and started getting scared, not knowing what was happening to his friend. At this point, Caden was almost as big as him, if not bigger. He tried exiting the car, but his door was locked. As he tried reaching over him to get to the lock, his friend grabbed his wrist with his right hand, his fingers thickening and strengthening his grip. He brought it down to his chest, and slid it under his tank top, on top of his pecs. “You should feel them, bro,” Caden said in his new deeper voice, smirking cockily. Thomas couldn’t help but admire the two mounds as he felt them ballooning under his touch, growing full of powerful muscle. He looked up at the growing man’s face, seeing his friend’s boyish features hardening into squarer, more manly shapes. A hint of stubble also covered part of his face. At this point, Caden was fully enjoying his transformation. He grunted and flexed his arms as he grew again, arms becoming powerful rods of muscle and shoulders bulging outwards. His shredded 6-pack abs were clearly visible just above his widening waist and remarkable cum gutters. He had to pull his legs up slightly as he grew taller again, his thickening thighs making it somewhat difficult. Two loud tearing sounds could be heard as his feet burst out of his training shoes, now several sizes too small. A third ripping sound was heard as his ass grew into a large bubble butt, tearing his shorts right down the middle and freeing his large erection that was nearing 9 or 10 inches now, by how it was tenting the front of his underwear.

Just as Thomas thought the growth was over, Caden let out an even deeper groan. His neck became incredibly thick, his shoulders broadened to the point where he barely fit in the driver’s seat, and his pecs blew up again. It was a miracle his tank top was still intact; it was stretched out over his chest and powerful back muscles, and his pecs were jutting out from the sides. It didn’t even reach his abs anymore, stopping right above his chiseled 8-pack. His legs, already confined in the small space, lengthened one last time, bringing him easily over 6’6. Below them, his feet finished their steady growth, tearing apart his short white socks. Finally, a last ripping sound was heard as his underwear gave way and his enormous 12-inch jock cock erupted from its confines, pointed straight up, the swollen head already leaking pre-cum. Thomas stared at it, feeling his own erection straining his shorts, almost against his own will.

Cade, the Hunk, horny in an almost feral way, grabbed Thomas by the back of the head and shoved him on his throbbing member. He struggled to even fit the thing in his mouth, because of how long and thick it was, but he started hungrily swallowing and licking it, experiencing the salty taste for the first time. Cade closed his eyes in bliss, pushing out deep moans from his enlarged throat. It didn’t take long before he pulled Thomas off and shot ropes of cum, again and again, all over his dashboard, tilting his head backwards and bellowing out a last groan. Thomas, seeing his friend’s humongous dick spurting cum with such intensity, came on the spot. They both panted, out of breath after their simultaneous orgasms.

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Caden sighed, using yet another tissue to clean the cum off his dashboard. He was back to normal now; it never took him too long. He shot a disgruntled look at Thomas, who still seemed a bit shaken and out of breath. “When I tell you to stop, you have to stop. You understand why, now?” Thomas nodded, looking at the stain at the front of his shorts. “I can’t believe you had to find out about this,” Caden added, annoyed, but blushing slightly. Thomas looked over. “When were you planning on telling me?” he asked. “Never!” snapped Caden. “It’s not the sort of thing I bring up in the middle of a conversation, you know. I don’t tell anyone that doesn’t need to know.” Thomas looked at him again, a smirk on his face. “Well, now that I know… Could we do this again sometime?”

[urmanzack]

head canons of heartslabyul boys having a crush on a gender neutral reader?

Heartslabyul boys crushing on you

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Summary: Short head canons on what they'd be like if they had a crush on you Fandom: Twisted Wonderland Characters: Riddle, Trey, Deuce, Ace, Cater Warnings: None! A/N: zero clue how to write trey

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Riddle 🌹

- poor boy

- he'd be SO nervous around you, but at the same time try to look like the cool house warden he is

- ace teases him way too much, whispering and elbowing him obviously whenever you walk by, or straight up waving you over

- trey, on the other hand, would gently encourage him; try to get him to learn about your favourite things

- it’d take a little bit, but if you hadn’t already he would talk to you probably after class, and offer to study with you to get your grades up even if theyre already great

- he absolutely melts at your praise

- riddle just thinks you’re the sun, you’re so gorgeous to him

- definitely stares, and blushes if you notice while hes obviously admiring you

Ace 💖

- ace has been in a relationship in the past (his middle school girlfriend NO IM NOT MAKING THAT UP HE FR GHOSTED HER), but when it comes to you? it’s so much more complicated

- will go on and on to deuce about how much he likes you and why

- tries to be really confident around you to get your attention

- the type of dude to do idiotic things in front of his crush and fall on his ass

- terrified of what you think of him, do you think he’s annoying? cocky?

- will bite someone's head off if they say anything bad about you, even in casual conversation. you know he likes you if he gets annoyed instead of joking about it

- you would have to be friends with deuce, the 3 of you would most likely hang out together

- but on some days you sit with ace under a tree, having your own little picnic

Deuce ♠

- mamas boy

- does his best!

- tries to avoid you finding out he was a delinquent during school, he doesn’t want you to think he’d be a bad boyfriend

- similar to ace, you’d have to get along

- now and then he makes dumb jokes to try to get you to smile

- definitely someone who pines (pining is when you think the other person doesn’t feel the same way)

- befriends you first, friends to lovers fashion

- then would ask you out real casually

- literally loves you so much

- writes letters to his mom about you

Cater ♦

- there’s no way this man hasn’t been in a relationship before, he’s so social!

- he flirts with you 24/7, but it’s hard to tell if he’s joking around or if he actually means it

- likes all of your social media posts, and definitely would stalk your account to see what you’ve been up to

- not afraid to talk to you at all, one day he might come up behind you, wrap his arm around your shoulder and start making conversation as if you’re the best of friends

- very good at hiding he likes you

- but tries to make it obvious

- if you’re oblivious and don't get the hint… he’d just ask you out

- adores taking photos with you

- matching profile pictures, phone cases, bios, you name it

Trey 🍀

- he’s not an obvious flirt, but he’s not shy either

- trey most likely compliments you often, being really casual and calm

- he wants to make a good impression

- “You didn’t eat breakfast? Here, have some candied violets, they’re my favourite.”

- always wishes you a goodnight's sleep and says good morning

- a worry bug if you're late to class

[longtallglasses]

some miwi headcanons just bc ! older ones

i see young mike as kind of loud and not realizing how loud (and annoying) his yelling near people is (ie karen yelling in s1 “mike let’s go!” “COMING!!!”) however he quickly learns not to yell around will, adopting his softer voice for him BUT

in school he’s constantly calling over to will “will come here” “will sit next to me” “will! over here! look at this!” trying to get his attention “will, will, hey will…” other kids are like dude shut up… so many kids know will’s name who’ve never seen him, and mike’s thought of as that kid who’s always calling out for his friend.

i’m an avid rock collector!mike enjoyer. on the playground, in the forest, at the park, at the lake. he’s picking up all the cool ones, storing them away for very important scientific reasons like “this one’s shiny in A Different way!” he sets aside his favorites to show and give to will, very much in the style of a cat bringing a dead rodent to their owner, like “got something special just for you :) a Very Cool Rock :)” will loves how much mike enjoys it and is very excited to receive them, feeling quite special.

will loves stuffed animals (i mean we been knew) when he was younger they all had names and backstories, interpersonal drama and storylines he played out. two stuffed cats he definitely thought of as him and mike subconsciously, as they were best friends. he would act out little dramatic scenes of them running away from some oppressive kingdom, going on an adventure and meeting new friends along the way. … and he may have made them kiss a few times …

obviously small will loved drawing, but i don’t think he was always confident in his skill. after people tell him he’s good he gets caught up in trying to be really good, and gets frustrated when he can’t do something the way he wants. hence crumpled up attempts in the trash mike fishes out. there’s a spell of time where he gives up for a bit and jonathan asks why he hasn’t seen him drawing lately, and will says he doesn’t think he can get any better, it’s too hard. jonathan tells him it doesn’t matter if it’s perfect, he should just draw to make himself happy “draw for the campaigns, your friends think it’s so cool” so will keeps at it focusing on drawing what he thinks him and his friends will appreciate

while watching scary movies in the basement mike and will always held hands under blankets. it started when they were younger and they first got permission to watch a scary movie, they didn’t want to admit they might be getting too scared. during a big jump their hands reached out on instinct and too caught up in the movie they didn’t let go. when it was over they didn’t talk about it, but then it just kept happening every time they got scared. which led to holding hands when upset outside of watching movies. they never really discussed it, it just felt like their little secret thing.

all the boys were nice to holly but will was the only friend who actually liked seeking her out to play w them. (fascinated by a little sister unlike lucas and only-child dustin) mike and will would play games with her sometimes, will thinking she was really cute, and mike thinking it was cute will really liked her. cue karen thinking will is the best influence on her son

i have such a strong image of kindergarten miwi right after they become friends making mud pies together every recess. their teacher scolds them the first few times having to scrub their hands when they come back in. it gets so bad when the recess monitor sees them heading for the dirt they’re yelling “Michael! William! don’t even think about it!” they think it’s so funny to rile them up, they start spreading mud on each others arms “will you need more than that!” they only try to eat it a few times, it does taste really gross. after they’re banned from the dirt, they move to the sand box, it’s only a bit cleaner.

[starsomens]

Mother

I would like to request for a Noah x reader where they’re both friends who are pining for each other.

At one point they were talking about Noah’s hand tattoos and one thing led to another, they both realised the size difference between their hands and they both went 👀👀👀👀😳😳😳😳

MY CHILD!

"Honestly, I really want the next album to progress but I'm really glad the meeting was canceled this morning" Nick sighs as he leans back in his chair. They were currently visiting LA again after traveling. You had asked Noah if he was free to catch up for an hour or two like you all used to before their recent tour.

You had Known Nick for basically you're entire life and you were then introduced to Noah around your teen years. Of course you stuck around for their success, new members and their latest hit album and tour. You had even went on the first half of their tour with them.

“ oh yeah, did I tell you that Y/N is coming to visit after so long?” he informed his friend. “ she should be here pretty soon actually.”

“ oh, so are you gonna finally make your move?” Nicks Eyebrows danced at him,

“ come on, it’s just a meet up. We’re just gonna catch up.” Noah couldn’t help but play with his hands at his friend poking fun at him. Truth was you and him kind of had a little thing going on. A lot of people thought that you would’ve ended up together, but no one ever made a move. There were times where one of you was going to confess to the other, but chickened out last minute. Eventually, you both had kind of ignored it, and just kept being friends.

Oh, and he thought you would’ve felt too overwhelmed with his lifestyle and everything that was going on. You wouldn’t want to settle for someone who is always traveling doing work and writing, and thought it would scare you away. You were one of the most beautiful girls ever eyes and he thought You guys were dying to be with you and you would not settle for him.

You thought that you weren’t enough Noah was an uprising artist, along with the rest of the band, and you thought you were gonna just weigh them down. It didn’t help that Noah was very handsome and it honestly intimidated you into feeling as if you were not pretty enough for him.

Everyone else around you thought you would’ve made a great couple. They found both funny and annoying how long it’s taking you both to realize that you have feelings for one another.

“ I’m telling you you guys guys are running in circles. She clearly likes you and you definitely like her just make your move.”

“ we’ve been over this. I’ve already said it if it-“

“-was meant to happen you wouldn’t feel a certain way when you try to talk to her. I know you say that every time how about you just make a move I promise you dude it is going to work.”

Just before Noah could answer his doorbell ring

“ speaking of the devil herself, there she” side, feeling more anxious than he was before, since the conversation was brought up

“ make your move. This might be your last chance.” And Nick hung up the call, and Noah was face with his fears on his own. He feels his ears, lungs as he pushes himself from his desk and goes to answer the door.

Why am I nervous? She’s just a friend…. It’s not like she would want to be more than that….. even if I wanted it to be

He thought himself as he started to unlock the door. They did you who he would consider one of his best friends but also his secret love. He just wish that he could tell you that.

“ long time no see” you smile up at him just like you used to. How he missed that smile. The way your eyes would slightly squint and how your smile can brighten up any dark day. Oh, how he wished you were his so he could hold you and kiss you and stare at you all day long. Was that weird for him to think about?

“ the same to you look at you really covered in tattoos now” he teased you only seeing about three of them on your arm

“ says the one covered from neck to toe and tattoos all you’re missing or some face tattoos and you’d be complete “ you both give a giggle before he steps aside, and let you .

He watched you as you walked in. The way your hair gently flowed in the wind. Your hips swing with each step that you took.. and that ass . Noah was an extremely respectful person, especially towards women, but he couldn’t deny that you had a great ass on you, and it was one of the features that he really liked on you physically

“ so anything new going on? Aside from resting, of course.” You asked as you popped down on the sofa, making yourself at home as you would usually do

“ oh you know just working on the new album, all that junk. But we got the day off today, so just another day for me to center myself” he sat down close to you

"That sounds really productive and honestly relaxing” you kick your shoes off and fold them underneath your weight

“But tell me about you, you’re the one who’s been traveling and gotten some new ink” he said looking to your new inked skin. Out of all of the friends you were the only odd one out with no tattoos. You had finally gotten one with Nick, and once you left you had gotten one from each state you visited.

“Well, New York was obviously amazing and fluent a great artist for this one,” you pointed to the one on your shoulder “then after went to Virginia, visited some old friends of course and got this one. And finally stopped at Vegas and got this lil cutie” you pointed to a delicate design that wrapped around your wrist and went just about half way into the back of your hand.

Without thinking twice, Noah takes your hands in his and observes the tattoos. Face. You could feel your palms starting to sweat and your heart rate begin to race. You really hope you couldn’t feel how sweaty your hands were getting. You really hope you couldn’t hear how heavy you were breathing all the sudden. You had tried to convince yourself that those feelings were simply just teenage hormones, but now that you say here, again, with him in his living room. Your hands in his as he looked over your tattoos you had realize that those feelings truly did not go away…. However, you didn’t want them to go away either. Something with you hoping he would also reciprocate those feelings.

Then looked up from being much closer to your face than he had thought he was, and he giggled. He struggled to make eye contact with you know that if he did, he would say he’d regret. So, instead, he simply sat there in silence, while you looked at each other.

“They’re um….really pretty..” he said staring at your orbs. Mentally he meant your eyes, but verbally he said. “The tattoos…you found some great artists huh?”

Damn it! That was your chance! Artist? Come on!

“Y-yeah they were great, but compared to yours these are nothing” you blush trying to change the focus of the conversation

"which one is your favorite?" he asks

"I mean it would be hard to chose there are so many..." you chuckle trying not to sound nervous

"well take your pick" he said displaying his arms. You instantly look to his arm covered in a beautiful scarlet from wrist to shoulder. It was your honest favorite. You take his hand in yours as your other hand glides up his arm and trace along the beautiful design. You thought it was one of his best pieces

"this one.." you said softly. You hadn't even noticed he was now holding your hand in his. Your eyes fall down to them as you notice the size difference between you and him. How his hand encaged yours in warmth and comfort. Both your hands lining up finger by finger in front of your faces as your fingers slowly come to intertwine together. His hand lacing with yours nearly perfectly, like a missing puzzle piece finally put together.

"Y/N..." he called you and you finally snap out of your mind. Realizing the position you were in

"O-Oh Noah I'm sorry I didn't mean to do th-"

"I really like you." he blurts out

"....."

"I think..I've alwasy thought of what an amazing, smart and funny girl…I uh…lost my chance when you left to travel but I want…to want know..if you would- if you! If you feel the same way?” He asked cautiously

“…” you remain silent making Josh very nervous

“…if you don’t that totally fi-“ the poor boy was then shut up by your lips on his. It was 100%, defiantly a yes from you. His hand lets go of your as his arms wrap around your waist and brings you closer to him. You both pull back slowly and rest your foreheads on each others

“…well that took long enough” you giggle whisper

“Yeah…just pissed I didn’t do it sooner” he sighs as he rests you in his lap, feeling at home and comfortable with your weight in him

“Well we’re where now,” you smile “and you can make it up to me of course”

“And how’s that?”

“With some more kisses Mr,Sebastian”

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3.33 Maybe There's a Reason

Today Lucy asked me to have lunch with her, but first she wants to stop by the new employee daycare on the second floor and see how her kids’ first day is going.

“It’s their first time being away from family,” she tells me as we walk towards the classroom. “Christopher and I want them to get used to being around other kids, so they’ll be coming here for a few hours a couple of days a week.”

“I’m sure it’s easier for you being close by,” I say. 

“Yeah, it’s nice being able to pop in and see them. I’m trying not to be too overbearing, though.”

Lucy opens the door to the classroom and two brown-haired toddlers make a beeline for her. They have the same face with bright blue eyes and round cheeks and Lucy has them dressed in coordinating outfits–one in blue with his hair slicked back and the other in brown with hair grazing his forehead.

She crouches down and pulls them both in for hugs. “How are my boys?”

“Mama, we missed you!” The one in brown, whose name I learn is Seth, exclaims.

“You Mama friend?” The other twin, Reese, asks me.

“No way, she has cooties!” 

Reese starts giggling. “Mama cooties, mama cooties!” he chants. Lucy picks him up. 

“This is Johnny,” she tells Reese. “He’s actually the cootie monster.” Reese giggles some more. 

“Well, if Sunny Side ever goes under at least we know we can make toddlers laugh,” I quip.

“That’s not exactly hard to do. Reese laughs every time he passes gas.”

“Same, dude, same.”

Lucy says her goodbyes to the boys and we start heading out to the food stall. 

“It seems like things are going well with the students,” Lucy tells me on the way. “Everyone seems to be fitting in well.”

“Yeah, they’re pretty cool people,” I reply.

“They’re all really nice,” Lucy affirms. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“I might be reading into things too much, but things seem a little tense with you and Lexie.”

“First of all, that’s not a question,” I reply as Lucy cuts her eyes at me. “Secondly, you’re right, there has been some tension, but we’re working through it.”

“Well, whatever is going on, it doesn’t seem to have affected either of your work. I just want to check in with you and make sure everything is okay.”

I think back to my previous conversation with Lucy when she said I can talk to her if I need to. “The truth is, Lexie and I were in a relationship but we broke up last Spring,” I say.

“Wait, I thought she was a lesbian?”

“Well, that’s why we broke up.”

“Oh. Ohhh.”

“Yeah. I took it pretty hard…I dropped out of school because I couldn’t face her,” I admit. “But she’s a really great person. It’s been nice getting to know her again as a friend.”

“That’s good! Maybe there’s a reason she showed up here. Maybe it’s a sign that it’s time to move past all the hurt feelings.”

“Maybe so.”

“Oh, hey, Paul and I are planning a little camping trip in a couple of weeks and I was going to invite you and some of our coworkers along. If you’re interested, maybe you can invite Lexie. It might be a good opportunity for you two to interact outside of work without things being too awkward.”

“Yeah, sure, why not,” I tell her.

While Lucy orders her lunch, I reflect on my last camping trip with Lexie. It didn’t exactly go well, but maybe it will be different now. 

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Storm of Havoc

AvA Going Back Au, part 5

Notes: Thanks for the waiting and the support

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Oh boy imma lose my wrist soon jshsj

Enjoy!

"Alan!" Chosen roared at the top of his lungs, his rage mixing with the unstoppable smoke streaming from his lips. He threw his head back, releasing a massive burst of flames that engulfed part of the colorful stick house, along with several apps.

His chest heaved, eyes stinging... but with what exactly? When the last flame flickered out, he shook his head, his calloused hands gripping his obsidian locks in frustration.

Then he stopped. He looked at Alan like a deer caught in red lights, and without a second thought, he launched himself at him, attacking wildly.

All his pent-up emotions since the showdown.

All his sacrifices.

All his hard work.

And yet he still felt the need to *fight.*

And it was never *enough.*

Why?

Why...?

Alan reacted just in time, dodging Chosen’s attack by moving his cursor to the side. He was confused, unsure why Chosen was suddenly so violent.

Second tried to yell for Chosen to stop while the others looked on in fear. It wasn't enough that they'd almost been deleted just weeks ago; now, Chosen was attacking them too.

Blue rushed to Second’s side as Chosen continued to wreck the computer in his attempt to strike Alan. This destructive nature had never been directed at them before—not from the one who had supposedly saved them from that fate.

Alan tried to type, but his words were literally thrown back in his face. His fruitless attempts to communicate only lowered his guard, and suddenly, a powerful blow sent him crashing to the other side of the desktop. It reminded him too much of their first fight. Awfully similar to when Chosen was only power and destruction—or at least that’s what Chosen had felt like.

Second just stared in shock, watching Chosen violently confront Alan. Why are they fighting!? Didn’t Chosen help Alan before? Why is he acting like this? Second knew they couldn't possibly fight him, even together. So he straightened his posture and quickly gathered the others, whispering desperately about what to do.

"He's out of control, just like that red stickfigure was before!" Green said frantically, glancing nervously at Chosen. His defenses were up, ready to act if Chosen came even a millimeter closer. The showdown hadn’t been long ago, and they hadn’t forgotten.

Yellow, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, intercepted nervously, "Chosen looks like he’s having some kind of breakdown. Maybe he doesn’t realize what he’s doing."

Blue shared his concern, his grip tightening on his friends. The soft wool of his clothes dragged him back to reality, to what mattered. He had to remind himself constantly: 'They're not in danger. They’re okay. Chosen is simply upset. Who hasn’t felt like that before?'

Right?

Then why were they shaking?

Why did they feel threatened again?

Only the muffled screams of Chosen towards his creator can be heard, until someone exclaimed.

"I'm scared, guys"

Red finally voiced what they were all feeling, his eyes wavering between his friends to find some kind of agreement, he watched as Chosen battered Alan's cursor, while Alan desperately tried to contain him in every box that Chosen melted with fire.

Second was about to protest, but Red continued, louder, "It's not like he owes us anything! What if he tries to kill us, just like his crazy friend!? Didn’t you ever think about why he was with him in the first place? Didn’t Alan say they were friends a long time ago!?"

"Shh, dude! He might hear you!" Green hastily shushed him, leaning closer to whisper. "All we know is we have to stop him now! Before he wrecks our home! Or probably kills Alan!"

Second couldn’t take it anymore—the frantic whispers, the fear in their eyes, and the violent crashes of programs being torn apart and thrown by Chosen, along with the flickers of orange and red flames consuming their house. He had to do something, *anything.*

"Chosen!" Second called out from beneath the fight, only to be quickly held back by Blue, who pleaded with him to be careful. Yellow rushed to his side as well, trying to convince Second not to make them the target of Chosen's destruction, before finding a reasonable solution.

Chosen snapped his head to look at the orange stickfigure, his gaze sharpening. Crimson eyes met flickering emerald ones, full of confusion and concern. Second shook his arms, trying to catch his attention as he said aloud, "Stop! Why are you doing this!? The fight is done! There's nothing else to fight for now!"

Something inside of Chosen finally reacted... *Nothing. Else. To. Fight. For.*

Those words stung as if they were seared into his mind. His flames began to flicker, and he lost balance, shaking his head furiously. Second noticed this immediately—maybe it was actually working!

This was their only chance.

Blue yelped as he lost his grip on Second, who quickly started climbing closer to Chosen to talk to him. Green and Red rushed to catch him, but he was already up, climbing over broken pieces of websites and the desktop.

Second could feel the heat searing his skin, the flames licking dangerously close as if warning him to stay away. But he didn’t move back. His eyes were locked on Chosen, whose emotions seemed to pour out in every destructive blast—anger, confusion, a deep, aching hurt that manifested in the relentless devastation around them.The very air seemed to tremble under the weight of Chosen’s emotions, vibrating with a palpable tension. The desktop, once a familiar and safe place, now felt like a battlefield, where every breath was thick with smoke and the promise of more destruction. Second stood amidst the chaos, feeling the oppressive heat, the choking smoke, and the raw, untamed power that threatened to consume them all and itself in the process, that's why he had to stop him, he had to—

"Wow!" Second exclaimed in shocked as he nearly fell when his feet slipped, causing his friends to panic and try to position themselves to catch him. But Second regained his balance with determination and continued his climb, reaching for Chosen.

"Chosen!" Second said desperately. "Stop this, please! I don’t know what we did wrong, but we didn’t mean to!" Second could feel the heat of Chosen’s flames and the smoke swirling around him, burning the ground and the desktop, consuming everything it touched into ash. He coughed a little, yet his determination grew. He took a steady step forward, saying, "Chosen! This is not who you are! You have to calm dow—"

Suddenly, Chosen looked up.

Red, crimson eyes were the last thing Second saw before he was struck by a powerful ray. Second lost his balance, his frame burning as his mind went foggy, and he fell.

Gasps and panicked voices called out as Second plummeted, only for Alan to catch him and gently click him to the ground. Surrounded by his friends, the angry red marks on his skin were painfully evident.

And just like that, something inside Chosen snapped. Those marks looked exactly like Dark’s when he terrified these kids.

And those angry red marks, they haven't even scarred properly...

What is he doing?

He was supposed to watch over them.

Not to hurt them.

Guess he wasn’t supposed to be a hero, huh?

Just a weapon.

A challenge.

And what a tough challenge he was.

He wished he wasn't so difficult to deal with.

Turning the very ground he stood on into a battlefield.

Turning his own hand into a sharp dagger.

Turning innocents into victims.

Turning friends into enemies.

He's standing right Infront of the internet icon, it's taunting him, dragging him by his burning feet.

He succesed to make the portal open

He steps into it

And so he fled.

To go back to where it all started.

[totaled-drama]

My thoughts on season 2 so far!!

The episodes are in order but some of the notes might be out of order

Most of these are from when I was still watching it. Some of them are just my thoughts afterwards

Spoilers for episodes 1 through 4

Episode 1

-Everyone’s reactions to the floor opening up underneath them 😭

-The hockey bros hugging :’) I am going to be talking about them a lot.

-Everyone looks absolutely MISERABLE on the dock

-Emma being mean to Nichelle :(

-“Who was that?” “I don’t know.” AJDHSJDHSH

-Ripper asking Axel how she’s been!!! He does not hold a grudge

-Is there going to be an explanation for why Millie didn’t read the guide that Priya wrote?

-Everyone dislikes Bowie but not Julia?

-RAJBOW!!!!!! They gameplanned before the game started :) that’s so nice

-Bowie’s apology and Raj’s face in the confessional ajshsjsg

-Priya is the canon winner!!!!!!!!! omg

-Priya picked Millie :) prillie!!!!!

-Raj hugging Bowie!!!! They look so happy

-Priya and Emma friendship!!!!!

-“Pick Wayne!! :D”

-Wayne tackling them in a hug 😭 he’s so sweet

-MK and Julia alliance omg

-Ripper got picked last :( Nichelle is happy though :)

-Okay so this challenge is just red light green light

-Millie and Priya IMMEDIATELY getting out of the challenge at the beginning

-Chase. Dude. What was the plan there

-“On a dime, bro. >:)” THEY’RE SO SMUG

-Zee having a soda sponsorship is so funny

-Everyone rooting for Emma and not Nichelle :(

-Nichelle won!!!!!!!!!! Yippee!!!!!

-I like that the hockey bros seem to vote based almost entirely on how well everyone did in the challenge. Idk it’s very in-character for them to vote based on that

-SCARY GIRL. WHY DID YOU SAY THAT

-Oh she is not happy

-Bye Scary Girl

Episode 2

-Priya has a crush on Caleb???

-RIPAXEL???????? RIPAXEL IS CANON??????????? WHAT

-Ripper is getting dating advice from Bowie and Raj :’) they are friends!!!!!!

-Ripper’s face 😭

-This challenge looks incredibly painful

-Nichelle high fiving everyone :)

-“Sorry, Coach, sorry :(“

-Chase trying to film a vlog AJDHSJSG

-Ok so the Rat Faces team are going to sweep

-Zee :)

-Damien is facing his fears!!!!!! :) Damien and Millie friendship :)

-Ripper 😭 BUTTER???

-The hockey bros getting stuck ajshsjsg

-“I feel like I’m ruining a romantic moment by being here.” WAYNE. With one line he has managed to completely get rid of any fear of a “Wayne is jealous” arc. Incredible. Thank you Wayne total drama

-Bowie and Julia getting stuck too ajshsjsg

-HE COUNTED THE BEAR

-Caleb carrying Zee!!! That’s so nice. They are friends :)

-Priya and Axel helping Caleb and Zee :)

-Chase does NOT care about the challenge right now

-MILLIE. MILLIE TOTAL DRAMA. WHY DID YOU DO THAT

-DAMIEN 😭😭😭 HE DID NOT DESERVE THAT

-Bye Chase

Episode 3

-Damien :( you did not deserve that

-MILLIE. MILLIE DONT TRY TO JUSTIFY IT

-Damien is SO mad and rightfully so

-MK and Julia are cheating!!!!!!!

-“Ohh they’re making the challenges hard on purpose!!” AJSHDJDDH

-The hockey bros :) they’re so silly in this season

-Oh yeah everyone is definitely mad at Millie

-Prillie :)

-Priya knew about the training guide thing already??? Ok

-Ok so clearly Caleb wants to be in an alliance with Priya, but they haven’t talked about strategy AT ALL so far

-Is Ripper actually going to go flirt with Axel in the middle of a challenge

-“BUT CHEATING IS…WRONG!!!!” They look like they’re going to cry 😭

-The hockey bros high fiving and immediately getting stuck ajshdjdh

-RIPPER AND AXEL 😭

-THE HOCKEY BROS ARE WEEPING

-Damien and Nichelle do not like Millie right now

-Nichelle is a lot more confident now!! :)

-Millie apologized!!!!!!!!! Yippee

-They hugged and immediately got stuck ajdhsjdh

-Damien :) he’s so nice

-MK and Julia are really enjoying making plans together :) idk it’s nice to see them getting along. I think one of them might betray the other at some point though.

-Zee has a raccoon now asfhdfsf

-Caleb having to carry everyone 😭

-Wayne and Raj 😭😭😭 that was the saddest “hoot hoot” ever

-They’re so sad about cheating that they aren’t even happy that they won :(

-Bye Millie :(

Episode 4

-Raj is fishing!!

-Bowie 😭

-Did Axel just break and then un-break Ripper’s nose

-The hockey bros still want to play fair :)

-Oh I like challenges like these!! I like it when we get to learn more about the contestants

-Priya hasn’t mentioned Millie at all in this episode which is surprising. I thought she’d be more upset about Millie’s elimination

-Ok so Emma thinks she’ll do well in this challenge

-“Why are they wearing life jackets?” “For safety :/“ ADFGDGDHD

-Terry’s line delivery is so good

-Raj is first :) he looks so happy about playing fair

-Bowie and Wayne were so concerned when Raj fell 😭

-Zee :) I am worried that he will be eliminated soon but I am glad he is still here

-Wayne looks so nervous about picking the wrong answer

-Emma got another answer wrong

-Nichelle is doing really well this season!! I mentioned before that she’s more confident, but she also definitely seems to still be upset about how Hollywood treated her

-I think Nichelle is going to make it to the merge this season hopefully

-Ripper :)

-I don’t usually like miscommunication plots. I don’t think I like the fact that Priya thinks that Caleb is flirting with her. He doesn’t seem to be flirting with her on purpose, it seems more like he just wants to be in an alliance with her

-MK and Julia still want to cheat but Bowie seems a little more hesitant about it now despite still going along with it

-“If MK’s brain drove a cool car, I’d date it” JULIA

-Priya is tricking Emma into giving them the right answers 😭

-“CYCLONE SPIN CYCLE” ASFHDGDHDG

-THEY’RE SPINNING

-Zee told Emma about the plan and she is NOT happy

-Axel likes poetry!!

-MK :)

-“I HATE RUNNING” AFHDGFGDG

-Raj thinks that Bowie is playing fairly 😭

-Bowie is dancing!!

-Emma’s last question is about Chase :(

-EMMA WAS RIGHT BUT SHE GOT IT WRONG

-Raj hugging Bowie at the end of the challenge 😭 Raj looks so happy and Bowie looks so guilty

-Bye Emma :(

-RIPPER?????????????????? HE WROTE A POEM

-THEY KISSED?????????????????????

-RIPAXEL IS CANON

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Hi Mamacita🫶🏻 May I request College!Matt x Fem!Reader they’re secretly sleeping together and Matt wants more with her but the only problem Is she’s dating someone else. Her boyfriend doesn’t treat her right but she doesn’t leave him because she’s scared to be alone. She thinks Matt is using her for sex and only wants her because he can’t have her. Eventually they end up together.

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Your eyes slowly flutter open until the sudden realisation hits. “Shit.” You call out, immediately jumping out of bed.

“You okay?” Matt groggily replies, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he perks himself up on his elbow.

“No— oh, shit.” You mumble, rushing around Matt’s dorm room as you collected your scattered clothing. “Oh my god, I’m so screwed.” Puffing as you dressed yourself.

“Just tell him you stayed over a friend’s.” Matt says flatly, flopping back into the mattress. Mumbling. “Not like he cares anyway.”

“Don’t say that.” You huff, feeling flustered as you paced around. “He gets super controlling when I don’t come back on time— oh my god, and I can’t find my bag.” Sighing as you dropped your head in your hands. “What do I say?” You murmur against your palms.

“I don’t know, tell him the truth?” Matt says matter of factly between a yawn.

“I’m being serious Matt.”

“So was I, the guy’s a dick. It might make him leave you.”

“Why would you say that?” You question, head tilting to the side. Muttering as you search around for your things. “That’s mean.”

“The dude’s an asshole.”

“Well, I like him.” You lie.

A sly smile spreads across his lips. “Yeah, okay.” Laughing sarcastically.

Slipping on your shoes by his door, turning over your shoulder. “Talk about that later, I gotta go.”

“So you are coming over tonight?” Grinning wide.

“No-“ you blurt out. “Like, I’ll call you.”

“Cool, so I’ll see you tonight.” Smirking as he wraps the covers tighter around him.

“No… you can’t see Matt.” You say playfully, rushing over to sweetly kiss him.

Snickering as he clutched his heart. “Ouch.”

“But yes I’ll probably see you tonight.” Smiling as you close the door behind you.

Right now you had to rush across campus to your shared accommodation with your boyfriend, praying along the way that he was too hungover to notice your late arrival.

Slipping in through the front door, slowly stepping along the wood until you’re met with your displeased partner sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

“Where the hell were you?” He snarks, walking away from you and into the kitchen.

“At a friend’s.” You partially lie, placing your bag down to follow him.

“What friend?” He questions as he searches through the fridge.

“What happened in here?” You interrupt, looking around at the mess cluttering the counters. Pointing to the numerous dirty pots and pans. “What’s all this?”

He shrugs. “I cooked.”

“How is it so bad?” You question, your tone full of confusion as you gaze around the destroyed kitchen.

“That's what happens when you’re not here.”

“Pardon?” Your eyes follow his movements. “You’re saying that like it’s my fault.”

“Well, it kinda is.”

“How is my fault?” Eyes squinting at him in disgust.

“It’s kinda your job.” He replies flatly, filling his bowl with cereal. “You’re the female.”

“Excuse— what? Female?” Face contorting as your head vigorously shook.

“Yeah… don’t leave me alone, then.” Spilling the milk over the counter before walking into the living room.

Glaring at him through the doorway. “I’m not your maid… I’m your girlfriend.”

“Good girlfriends look after their boyfriends.”

Sighing exasperatedly. “I can’t believe you right now.”

“What did I say?” Questioning with his eyes glued to the tv.

You didn’t want to answer him, far too frustrated to even say a coherent sentence without wanting to burst into tears. Slamming the bedroom door shut before you slump into the mattress. Earlier on when you said you liked your boyfriend, you were lying. Matt was right, he was a dick.

You always told yourself that you should never settle, and to be with someone who loved and valued you. But all that went out the window when you started to date your boyfriend. If truth be told, you were scared of being alone. You knew that this relationship was tiring and lonely, but you just couldn’t seem to leave.

You met Matt a short while ago when you transferred classes, and ever since then, it was as if you two were attached to the hip, quite literally. Over time you got to know each other and eventually that lead to sneaky sexual encounters. You knew deep down what you were doing was wrong, but it bizarrely gave you peace of mind when you heard your boyfriend call another girl ‘baby’ over the phone. He didn’t know that you were aware of his affair, but then again he didn’t know of yours.

Right now you had to resist the urge to visit Matt’s housing building, you just wanted someone to talk to and Matt always seemed to be there. You felt such a crippling dilemma. You were starting to fall in love with Matt, but he made it very clear to you on multiple occasions that your relationship was strictly sexual. The person you actually wanted to be with, didn’t want you and that stung.

“Why you being such a bitch?” Your boyfriend calls out, stomping up the stairs.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” You reply, pretending to be busy.

“How convenient.” Huffing as joined you in the bedroom. “How fucking convenient.”

Ignoring his provokes, you fill your bags with clothing, stashing in everything you might need over the next couple days.

“Don’t do that— where you going? I’m sorry.”

Disregarding his manipulative tactics, you continue to pack your bags, paying him no such mind as you did so. Swinging them over your shoulder, you walk away. “I don’t want to be with you anymore.” You state, looking over your shoulder as you made your way downstairs.

“I don’t wanna be with you. I’m breaking up with you.” He childishly adds.

“Okay.”

Shutting the door behind, you make your way over to the patch of grass on campus. Setting your bags down so you could have a moment to think of what to do next. You wanted to see Matt, but you knew you shouldn’t. He was always such a great listener and advice giver, and you desperately needed that right now.

Fortunately, it was Saturday, and you knew Matt had no plans. It wouldn’t hurt to see him, right?

Pulling out your phone, clicking on his name at the top of your recents and pressing call.

“Called me sooner than I thought.” Matt smugly replies through the receiver. “What’s wrong?” Immediately noticing your uneven breathing.

“Nothing.” You lie. “What you up to? Wanna hang out?”

He interrupts. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Forcing a soft laugh.

“Okay… yeah I’m free, come over.” He responds, his tone full of uncertainty.

-

Knocking on his dorm door, waiting patiently to be let in.

“Everything okay? You didn’t sound good on the phone.” He warmly asks, assessing you as he steps to the side to let you in.

“I don’t know.” You sigh, placing your bags on the floor of his room before spinning around to pull him in for a desperate embrace.

“What’s going on?” He softly presses, gently stroking your back as he hugged you tighter.

“Sorry.” You blurt, separating as if you’ve just realised what you were doing. Laughing awkwardly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be… everything okay?” Lacing his hand into yours as he guides you to sit at the edge of his bed.

“We just ended things.” You meekly reply, eyes glued to the floor. Realising the prolonged silence, you turn to face him. “Why are you smiling?”

Stiffening his face. “I’m not.”

“I’m over here sad and you’re there smiling?” Shaking your head with displeasure.

“No—“ he blurts, placing a comforting hand on your thigh. “I’m sorry you’re upset… but I think this is a good thing.” Shrugging earnestly.

“A good thing? Why- and why would that be a good thing?” Neck whipping around to face him.

“He’s an awful person… and, you deserve better than him.” Sheepishly smiling. “You deserve someone that appreciates you… I do. I appreciate you.” Sweetly gazing at you.

“You’re just saying that.” You reply, nervously laughing at the thought.

“No, I mean it.” His eyes soften as he caresses your hand.

“Why are you saying this?” You question, not yet sure of his motive.

“You deserve to be told that once in a while. You should feel loved and valued, he wasn’t treating you that way.”

Nodding at him to continue, noticing his parted lips.

“I want to make you feel that way.” Wryly grinning as his thumb brushed over the back of your hand. “… because… I love you.”

@mattymurdock1021 @ch3rries-n-cream @ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @redecoratestan @kpopgirlbtssvt @scarletsloveletter @princesspannnn @messymissy

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Going to give you a challenge to do a family friendly(ish) ficlet 😇

3 with the white house trio, you can decide who's in trouble 😂 x

TAYLOR!!! i met the challenge and kept this bb family friendly(ish) lolz

hope ya like what i did with this one - i had planned for more of june and nora but alex got in his head when they wouldn't stop laughing at him

Alex is, quite frankly, fucked. June and Nora are lying on the foot of his bed laughing, and he really wants to kick them out of his room. But he also really wants them to stop laughing because he needs his big sister and best friend to help him. Someone needs to tell him how he didn’t realize he wanted the Prince of England to be not just his best friend but his boyfriend, but his boyfriend. He knew he would do anything for Henry. He just didn’t realize that meant also wanting to kiss him senseless when he was upset by yet another asshat that had treated him like shit so that he would stop feeling sad.  He’s a month from graduating from college. He should have already had any revelations about his sexuality that he was going to have. Well, he’s never been the best at conventionally doing things, so why should this be any different? Since that first day, Alex met him as a freshman, Henry has always been a part of his life. At first, Alex thought it was going to be as his ‘archenemy,’ but then June told him he wasn’t cool enough to have an archenemy and that maybe he should give him a chance. After all, Henry was one of her best friends, and if Alex couldn’t get along with him, well maybe he would need to make some other friends. She had no plans to give up time with her friends for Alex to be an anger-pent-up fool. It hadn’t taken long for Alex to see the real Henry, and well, he couldn’t help if he usurped all of the rest of the Super Six, as they now call themselves, as Henry’s best friend. It was inevitable. After all, he was, objectively, the one who was the coolest of them. Well, he’ll admit that’s probably not the case, but the point of it being inevitable still stands. Summer before Alex’s sophomore year, when Henry was looking for a roommate, he had jumped at the chance not to be stuck in another dorm room with another crap-tastic roommate. Especially considering if it had happened, he would most likely be at Henry’s all the time anyway. They might as well cut out any potentially crappy roommates altogether. The first couple of years, neither of them seemed to date, and the amount of time they spent, as Nora called it, ‘practically in each other’s pockets’ didn’t allow much time for anyone else. This last year though, Henry had seemed to be on a mission to work his way through every ‘slimeball’ in the city. Alex didn’t understand what had changed—when his company became not enough, and why Henry couldn’t stop dating all the dudes that just made him look sad when he was with Alex. The look that June had sent him the first time he had said that months ago should have made him think more about why he was thinking that. Needless to say, he hadn’t, and now here he was post my-best-friend-slash-roommate kissed me, and I kissed him back, and now all I want to do is kiss him more. Henry had fled, of course, he had, and Alex had called June because he was also predictable. Now, here he sits, just wanting someone to tell him how to make this all right. He refuses to lose what might be the best thing in his life. He just needs to figure out how to convince Henry that they’re perfect for each other.

this can also be found on ao3 if you'd rather, they'll all be there as they get written

this is part of a pair and goes with it's henry complement

[yangtaros]

jeno x female reader fluff

soulmates start to feel dizzy when they’re apart for too long until they kiss

part 1 part 2 part 3

you woke up the next day stretching your limbs while yawning. you got up to open the curtains to let the beautiful sunlight in. while walking to the bathroom you felt blood rush to your head, you couldn’t see properly. you hurried near your bed so you could fall on a soft surface. once everything settled you closed your eyes. what was that?

you came to the conclusion that you got up too fast. you slowly got back up and walked to the bathroom to prepare for the day.

giselle:wanna tour of sm today?

y/n:sure what time

as you figured out the details you wondered if jeno would be at sm

giselle:in like two hours i have a schedule to finish

y/n:see you there

when you got out of the shower you felt light headed.

*********************

“and one two three four five-”

“i’m sorry can we… take a five” jeno gently interrupted the choreographer, “this dance is tiring”

“jeno we’ve been dancing to we go up for years” jisung tells him.

“for some reason it’s taking all my energy”

“dude are you okay” mark asks jeno while haechan hands him jenos water bottle.

“thanks guys yeah i’m okay” he drinks the water “im actually not even thirsty it’s more like im kinda light headed i don’t know”

“like…dizzy?”

he nodded

haechan jumped for joy, “meet anyone new lately?”

“no” he thought of you but he didn’t want to get his hopes up “i think it’s the dance”

“no jeno you met y/n last night” renjun corrected.

“yeah but it’s not her she hasn’t texted me about being dizzy or anything”

renjun shrugged.

“who is y/n?” mark asked

“giselle’s best friend”

“ohh”

*********************

“and this is where we record our songs” you walk with giselle along the hallways of sm.

“hold on you’re walking too fast”

“you’re walking too slow” giselle turns to glance at you, “are you okay?”

“not gonna lie… kinda…a little… dizzy”

“jeno!”

“no it’s not jeno he would’ve said something… i also didn’t eat that much this morning so it might be that”

“okay”

“continue the tour” you say leaning on the wall before getting yourself steady to walk.

“i have a granola bar in my purse” she said while getting it out to give to you. you started to eat it as you got on the elevator.

you both got off the elevator, “see i’m already feeling better already”

“i’m very glad” you both started to walk down the hall, “this is where our practice rooms are. i’m not sure who’s practicing right now, but we can show go in this empty one”

you began doing a silly dance infront of the wide mirror not feeling dizzy, “i actually feel so much better i guess food was the reason”

giselle joined you in the silly dance, “you know how important breakfast is y/n”

*********************

“-seven eight. one two three-”

“you seem much better” haechan said to jeno while doing the steps

“yeah i told you it wasn’t a soulmate thing”

“would’ve been cool if it was though” he said.

taglist @luvrboyjeno (comment to be put in)

part 3 coming

[justalittleobsessed]

How Mike and Mikey Came Up with the Perfect Prank

Mike (@justalittleobsessed) has ideas for pranks, okay? Ones that he needs help with. Good thing that Mikey (@spacemimz) seems like a willing participant in the chaos that Mike wants to cause.

AKA

How Mike and Mikey come up with the most sophisticated and mature prank you've ever seen

Part 3 in "The Adventures of Mike and Mikey"

<- Part 2

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

“Ok Mikey, I’ll admit that I was wrong.” Mike tells his younger friend, shaking his head in disappointment. “You see, while being a fashion designer gave me much joy, it was in the end a big fat lie. I didn’t think there could be anything better than that at the time. Then. Then.”

Mike grins, stopping his pacing. This. This right here was his calling and he made a bluff by saying anything else was. How could he make such a mistake with what is happening now? How could he be so foolish as to not tell the future and see what was going to happen? Why did he have to get immortality and not something like premonition? It would’ve totally changed his outlook on previous events.

Whatever. My true calling is here now.

He rubs his hands like an evil villain would in a cheesy spy movie, following it with a matching laugh. “There have been rumors, Mikey. Rumors that are proving to be true. Want to know what it is?” Mikey chirps, urging Mike to continue. “Everyone is going to prank the counselors. That’s right. The greatest pranking event of our time is underway and we all know that I am a master pranker.”

Pulling out a notebook from his belt, he fans through the pages, waving it around this way and that. “This is our key to the best pranks ever, my orange friend. And I want your help to do it.” He opens up to a specific page. A great page. A perfect page one might say.

A perfect prank for me and Mikey. Absolutely beautiful. Well-crafted. Amazing.

Shoving the open notebook into Mikey’s hands, Mike points to an idea in the middle of the page. “What a masterful prank, amiright?”

Mikey’s eyes furrow, looking at the three words Mike pointed too. They’re underlined, bolded, and circled. His friend stares some more. Then he snorts, something that Mike hasn’t ever heard him do before, rolling his eyes. He looks at the page one more time, then back at Mike, nodding.

“Right? Perfect.” He grabs the book back, shoving it into his belt once again. “So it’s maybe a little childish – but then again when aren’t we – but it’s a classic. And it always works. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten my bros with that stupid prank. You think they would figure that one out, right? But nope. The key is to invent lies that are just believable enough for them to look. ‘Made ya look’! I say, then I steal their candy.” He pauses. “Ok well the candy one is mostly at Halloween and Christmas, but the point still stands.”

He plops down in front of his friend who’s already lounging on the ground, putting his hand on his chin in a poor imitation of “The Thinker”. It needs to be good, he knows. But not too over the top, right?

Mike knows these counselors are getting beat on, and he already has some more elaborate pranks set up (him and his twin are moving that along quite nicely) and so this will not only be something small, but something that requires a lot less thought.

“The beauty is in the simplicity,” He continues, and Mikey nods along seriously, “Which is why we need to make it funny, but not crazy.”

Mikey chirps, grabbing his attention as he tries to think of the perfect thing to make the counselors see. He reaches for Mike’s notepad and pen, so he hands them over, getting excited at the look on Mikey’s face. “You got something cooking there, dude?”

He flips to the final page not filled with prank ideas (or just the final page of the notebook), and scribbles something out quickly. Then he hands it back over to the older turtle.

“…a crab?” His friends nod enthusiastically, pointing at the crab and then back at himself with excited chirps. “Oooooo you wanna dress up as a crab and prank them?”

That’s an awesome idea. I knew there was a reason why this little dude was so cool. Well. Other than all the other reasons of course.

“You are a genius. We can swing that, totally. I’ll lead them to you, right? Then,” He snickers, and Mikey follows with a chirp that sounds oddly the same, “Then you’re just there, dancing around in a stupid crab costume. That’s perfect. Love it. Now,” He eyes the box of leftover fashion material from his designer days, “Let’s see about making you that crab costume, huh?”

Pranks with all my friends. This is literally a dream come true.

[kennyomegasweave]

Some random Only Friends thoughts about the characters and the relationships so far because this show is kicking my ass. I’m OBSESSED.

Boston. He's just so pathetic. He's been turned down THREE TIMES now for repeat dick and still he persists. Girl stand up. But I have so many questions for him. Why is he like this? Why does he have beef with Mew? Why does he clearly find Ray's massive unrequited crush on Mew funny from his own glass house? Why does he even want Top again so badly? He was turned down before the show, so it can’t just be because of Mew. Is it because Top was the one to top? Because in every sex scene he’s had so far he’s a shitty rough top, but we all know he’s gonna be bouncing on Top’s dick in that car next week. The only time I feel he was sincere was when he said he’s cool with hanging out with Nick outside of sex, but I can’t decide if it’s because he actually likes Nick’s company or if he just likes keeping around his toy that’s hella into him.

Boston continually having sex with Nick and calling him one of his favorites is such an asshole thing. It's giving Ritsu banging Masumi all over the apartment while saying I love you, then saying "oh we were never dating, if that's an issue, we don't have to do this anymore." Just an asshole move. Though at least he let Nick know they’re not dating, but it's not a good thing to keep fucking someone when you know they have feelings for you and you do not have them. Time will tell if Boston will regret his actions in regards to Nick or not.

Nick. Right now, he’s just a poor little meow meow, but I honestly don’t know what he was expecting. Boston is a notorious slut. He also hasn’t lied to him about where they stand. The closest he got to lying is saying Nick is one of his favorites, but I’m not sure that’s actually a lie. Nick is obviously one of Boston’s favorite toys right now because he keeps going back, but I don't think Nick understands that being Boston's current favorite doesn't mean much. Nick really screwed himself choosing anything when Boston gave him the option of fuck buddies or friends with benefits when he clearly doesn’t want either. I’m intrigued to see where living with Sand is gonna go.

Mew. Mew’s going to regret the game he’s playing with Top when he catches real feelings. I think Mew thinks he’s a master manipulator. He acknowledges Top may only be with him because he wants to bang a virgin and says he’s wondering how long he can make Top stay without giving it up, but if the confessionals are to be believed as true, he clearly thinks he’s changing Top. And, in his defense, he might be kinda? Top isn’t getting along with the majority of his friends but Ray’s not going to like anyone Mew dates because it’s not him and Boston really isn’t a friend, let’s be real. Cheum and Mew really seem to be the only friends there and Top and her are getting along swimmingly. I loved him asking Top when he was gonna go home after making him put his new table together and then banishing him to the couch. That’s right. Make him work for it. And, if Boston wasn’t the shittiest friend, Top might not have cheated on him so I can’t even say making him wait was a bad game to play. 

Top. I still can’t read this man. Outside of my pettiness at him wearing tucked in polo shirts and dress pants & shoes while he’s a 22 year old man in college, there’s really not anything to be mad at him for so far. The public ‘be my boyfriend’ was shitty, but Mew let him know that, checked him, and humbled him. I'm not going to say he cheated in that shower cause he really didn't look all that willing. He didn’t touch Boston back once, he literally rolled his eyes, and flat out told him no. I’ve seen a shower scene in another show get called sexual assault when the other dude gave more of a positive reaction than Top did. So it’s interesting how that’s not being discussed. Obviously he has sex with Boston next week, but as of now, he’s turned Boston down THREE TIMES and yet Boston won’t leave him alone. It’s sad. I don’t know for sure if his tragic backstory is true, but I can’t see why he’d lie. It didn’t even get him in Mew’s bed. Plus in the trailer we saw him taking hella pills while sad and sleeping pills can be used in attempts, so I mean…

Ray. He definitely has a drinking problem and his friends all know. He was drinking from a flask in the morning and all Mew did was say “a flask again?” Plus him saying it’s just a little bit to start the day. Oh baby boy no. He has a sad backstory with his dead mom and I feel for him. He stalked Sand all day because he’s clearly interested, but I don’t think he really even knows it yet because he’s still so hung up on Mew. He really said the heart and dick are two separate things and, while that’s such a fuckboy thing to say, it's true for him because right now his heart wants Mew and his dick wants Sand. At some point he’s going to have to reconcile with that and I already know it’s gonna hurt.

I don’t think it’s a good idea for an alcoholic and a dude making his own alcohol to be anything. It’s like how I spent 1.5 years drinking for the cheapest cost ever when I had a thing with a bartender (I did something like 20 shots and had 4 other drinks on my birthday and only spent $12 that night). It’s great in theory, and you can even have real feelings, but it’s terrible in practice. lol

Sand. Oh Sand. I really feel like he’s gonna catch feelings and he knows it, but I also think he knows Ray’s gonna be the one to make it an issue. I admire him getting cockblocked by Ray yet still getting laid that night. I don’t really know why he’s hanging out with Ray. I get the money aspect, but I don’t buy that being the only reason. He clearly sees something in this drunk spoiled ass, but I don’t get it yet. Sorry buddy. Maybe him and Nick can comfort each other when shit hits the fans and leave this whole friend group alone? lol

In conclusion, I'm loving this show. It's beautiful.

[quibbs126]

Alright, this might take some explaining, but basically this is just like an idea for an au I had based on my friend’s description of the premise of a show she and her mom are watching that I just decided I need to cross over with Cookie Run. Also I liked the premise

I’ll give you the rundown of what she told me right quick. Oh, also disclaimer, I don’t actually know what the show is called, nor do I know the names of any of the characters, since she didn’t tell me, as well as I believe the fact that she didn’t know how to translate the names into English

So basically, our main character is this prince who got exiled from his kingdom for being part of a rebellion. On his way leaving the kingdom, he gets accosted and loses all his magical items (I’m guessing the kingdom was either magic or divine in some way, I don’t remember if she explained), and basically is now stuck at the level of a normal person. So the prince ends up opening an inn in the mountains. Business isn’t the best but he’s getting by. Anyways, one day, a group of thugs comes in and basically demands the prince (he’s hiding his identity so no one knows he’s a prince and think he’s a regular dude, but I don’t know his name, so I’m calling just him that) lets them stay in his rooms, feed them breakfast (and I assume dinner) and basically do their bidding or they take him out. The prince says something along the lines of “you aren’t even worth a single thread on my jacket” and basically refuses. The thugs attack but it just so happens another traveler was at the inn at the time, and they use their martial arts to take out all the thugs, though in the process the inn gets destroyed. The traveler basically says their work here is done, but the prince is like “um no, you destroyed my inn! I can’t pay to have all this repaired, I don’t have that kind of money! You gotta pay for all of this!”. Now see, the traveler is going to this special tower (I think there might have been a tournament there?) which has something at the end of it. We don’t know what the traveler wants from the tower, but they want something. The traveler says to the prince that they’re going to this tower for a tournament and there will be a monetary reward, and once they win they’ll pay the prince back. The prince decides that they’ll go along, saying it’s to make sure they’ll actually keep their word and not run out on their debt (though my friend said that the traveler’s martial art school was known to be reliable and trustworthy, so he could trust them, it was for some other reason that they decided to join that I can’t remember). So yeah, the two set out towards this tower

And so yeah, in my brain as she was explaining this, I was connecting this to Dark Choco, and here we are. So in this au, Dark Choco takes the role of the prince (unsurprisingly), where after his banishment and losing all his stuff (I’m assuming that includes the Strawberry Jam Sword), he sets up an inn somewhere and one day meets a traveler by the name of Peach Cookie, and after an altercation that leaves his inn trashed, Peach promises to pay him back with money from this tournament at a tower (the only tower I know is the Tower of Frozen Waves, so maybe it’s there? But I don’t know much about that tower either), and Dark Choco, a bit suspicious, goes along with her, and they’re off on an adventure together towards this tower

Oh, or maybe this tournament has to do with that competition mentioned in Tiger Lily’s Golden Warrior costume? The one about the Temple in the Sky? Maybe it could be that instead, so it ties in more with actual Cookie Run stuff

Oh and as for the designs, I just wanted them to wear less conspicuous things (also Dark Choco might have lost his armor so he just has regular clothes), since I imagine they’re trying to keep a low profile. But maybe I should have drawn Peach Cookie in her normal outfit, that probably still would have worked. Unless au things change her backstory or something, I haven’t worked it out

I don’t know where this would go, but I thought the premise was neat and wanted to draw it. Also I just kind of want to see these two interact

Anyways yeah, I hope you enjoy the idea at least, even if there’s not much to look at

Edit: The show is called The Blood of Youth

[theres-bugs-in-my-brain]

Dude

I’m so fucking close

In like two months I’ll be done

I’ll be out of this fucking hell hole of a high school

And I hope I can get out of this house

I want to leave and never look back

But god

Oh god dude I wish

I wish my entire high school experience wasn’t wasted on this fucking cult

Growing up in the Mormon church as been living hell

I missed out on so much just having to survive

I still remember shit of having to constantly be afraid of my own well being because I didn’t know if my family was safe, the people at church where safe, if my own friends where safe

Dude my parents OH MY FUCKING GOD dude they home schooled me for middle school then signed me up for a fucking Mormon private school taking their online course

I was so fucking isolated from anyone outside the fucking church

It was wake up, go to seminary at 5 FUCKING 30 AM, than listen to your classes talking about Jesus and how you can find him in every subject there is, after that go to a church activity, still have some time? How about we invite the MISSIONARIES over for a small FUCKING DINNER PARTY.

THIS WAS MY LIFE FOR YEARS

Im an atheist

I’m gay

I’m trans

I’m half Mexican

The treatment I’ve mostly gotten has been micro aggressions at best and physical/sexual assault at worst

I will never know what it’s like to just be a normal kid because of the people that preach they want “kids to just be kids” 

IF YOU FUCKING WANTED THAT THEN YOU COULDVE JUST LEFT ME ALONE

It’s so fucking shitty

Ever since I was outed at the age of 12 or 11 it’s been hell

At first I was fine because I still had my best friend that supported me

It was funny even

You’d be minding your business, then someone would try to talk you out of being gay, try to argue why it’s wrong, get mad at you for being gay. You’d fight back

Laugh at them with ur friends. Poke the bear with a stick

Then the tide would shift

Suddenly they didn’t try to pray the gay away, they weren’t trying to argue you out of it

Now they saw you as a threat

A threat to their friends’ sexuality, a threat to their kids’ sexuality, a threat to their own sexuality.

They where more aggressive

Often yelling at out, picking on you, singling you out, even threats that they love to call jokes

But that’s okay,

You’ll hold your head high

Stand your ground

you won’t swallow your pride

so you’ll fight with your words

And if they decided they didn’t want to play with words

Then you’d fight with every tooth and nail you have

You’d be very really win a fight

Like ever

They usually get broken up by adults or they’d get the upper hand and stop when they’re bored

A rare occurrence actually having to fight

But it changes you

Before you where creepy

Now you try to be off putting, to appear as batshit crazy as you can

But it’s okay because when it gets too much you go to your friends

Then

The tide shifts again

Your friends are closer to other friends than before

They stop hanging out

Then the excuses come

“My dad thinks you might be making me gay. Sorry. Yeah I’m going to have to block you.”

“My mom said if your mom weren’t friends with her, that she wouldn’t let me hang out with you, can we maybe stop hugging?”

“Being gay is one thing, but being trans is a bit much. You’ve always been a girl and i can’t see you any other way.”

“Are you just trying to be a guy so girls can like you more? That’s really creepy.”

And the worst of all you best friend

“I just think marriage should stay between a man and a woman.”

“But you said that you’d support gay marriage despite what your parents say. Your aunt is gay, and you’re a witch.”

“changed my mind.”

Now it’s harder to hold your head high

To stand your ground

You start to retreat

You cant appear normal for the life of you

But now you laugh at their jokes

You play along with them

Make yourself small

You’ll expire soon

It doesn’t matter

You promised

You took away life now it’s your turn

But you can never actually mange to do it

Then your friend finds out

He makes you stay

You decided to brake that promise but now it’s too late

Now your sister knows

You make another promise

Before you know it there’s too many promises to brake

They watch you like a hawk

Make sure you get better

But it doesn’t erase the fact that they pushed to here

You’re at this point because of them

And now it’s less than three months from graduation

You’ll never have a real high school experience

You’ll never be able to be a real teenager

You’ll never be able to be a real teen boy

What are you going to do about it

You graduate in less than three months

Can you make it to crawl out of this hell hole?

Or will you lay there in the grime you’re so well acquainted with?