#he’s a senior and you think him and his friends are super cool

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Anomaly Part 2

Summary: You can talk to anyone in school with no problem. At least, anyone who's not named Eddie Munson.

Tags: Anxious-ish!Reader but not shy, one sided pining, no use of y/n, fem!reader, one sided enemies to lovers, fem!reader

2.1k Words

Part 1

School assemblies were fun in their own way. You weren’t exactly brimming with school spirit but you could fake it for a half-hour when it got you out of your History class. Everyone was ushered into the gym at the end of the day to celebrate the sport season. You had no idea if the Hawkin’s Tigers were good or not, you could really only name two and a half people on the basketball team: Jason Carver, who you unfortunately had shared a free period with once, Lucas Sinclair, who you had seen talking to Eddie once in a blue moon, and Steve Harrington who had graduated, so he didn’t really count. You vaguely remembered working with him on some school project for two days and thinking that you just wanted to squish his hair down to see if it would spring back up. 

Stacy bounded over to you in the bleachers, decked out in more Tiger’s Green than a leprechaun. She shook the scrunchy out of her hair and slipped it onto your wrist. You sometimes wondered how she never became a cheerleader with how perky she was.

“There, now you look like you tried.” she giggled, nudging you. 

“I was gonna scribble on my face with a green dry erase marker, but Mr. Thompson’s had run dry.” You said. 

“He was probably lying so you wouldn’t steal one and huff it in the bathroom.” 

“Hey, that was one time and 4th grade math was hard.” you cackled. 

“Speaking of hard drugs, look who decided to actually show up.” Stacy smirked and your stomach instantly dropped as you followed her gaze. 

“What the fuck is Eddie doing here?” you whispered to Stacy. “He doesn’t do pep rallies!”

“Guess he does now.” she shrugged. 

Eddie was a few rows lower than you, leaning against the end railing of the bleachers. You vaguely wondered if he was burning up in that leather jacket, it wasn’t exactly cool in the gym with so many bodies all squished together. 

He was alone, looking like he’d rather be literally anywhere else. You didn’t blame him, this clearly wasn’t a place where he fit in. You looked down the bleachers in the opposite direction, unable to pick out any of his friends. During pep rallies, the bleachers were divided by grade, with Seniors on your end of the bleachers, and freshmen on the opposite end. Maybe Eddie was pressing himself against the railing to create his own section of Super Seniors. 

If he was anyone else, you’d join him in that section, but you kept that knowledge to yourself. 

“He looks lonely, go talk to him before they start.” Stacy encouraged. 

“Please, I doubt he’d want to talk to me at any other time. You think he wants to talk to me now?” you asked incredulously. 

“What’s the worst that could happen?” 

“He could convince me to join a cult and then sacrifice me to the dark forces.” you said, looking over at him. Well, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. 

Eddie’s head snapped up and he whirled around. Out of everyone around, his eyes immediately locked onto yours. 

Oh shit.

He heard that. 

His round brown eyes sized you up, and you cringed out of embarrassment for your stupid joke. You felt like a deer in the headlights. Eddie was looking at you, really looking at you for the first time and you were about two seconds away from jumping off the back of the bleachers and tunneling your way out of the school. 

Next to you, you could practically feel Stacy shaking as she tried to hold in her laughter, which unfortunately, triggered your own set of nervous giggling because this whole thing was so stupid and Eddie was still looking at you. 

He looked unimpressed, and flipped you off before turning back around to sulk against the railing again as the band suddenly started up, and everyone started cheering for the team. 

“Gotta say, I am nailing this, Stacy.” You laughed, leaning against her shoulder. “Practically had the boy swooning.”

“Yeah, he’ll be asking you out any day now.” She rubbed your back sympathetically. 

“I can’t believe he heard me. He totally thought I was being serious.” Your giggles finally subsided and you looked up at her. 

“It would be very easy to clear this up, if you’d just talk to him.” She said. 

“I don’t like it when you’re rational, you know.” you replied and glanced at him again. Eddie was no longer looking at you and was just fiddling with his rings as he watched boredly as Principal Higgens was giving announcements. 

You had to apologize. The last thing you wanted was for Eddie to think that you were really like that. You didn’t buy into the bullshit that some dice and graph paper could damn your soul to hell. 

“Fuck it, I’m going in.” you said, and turned to head towards Eddie. 

“Go get ‘em, Tiger!” 

You made your way to the edge of the bleachers, and three things happened in quick succession. First, Miles Cooper got overly enthusiastic as you passed by him, and his elbow made a quick and sharp connection to your stomach, knocking the wind out of you. The second thing that happened was a stray backpack got kicked right in front of you as you staggered from the shock of being elbowed. The third and final thing was you falling down the two benches of bleachers that separated you and Eddie. 

“You can either go to the pep rally and act like you are a part of this school, or you can have detention, Mr. Munson. The choice is yours.” 

Normally, no one gave a shit if Eddie skipped out on something like a pep rally. That time was better spent either reading in an empty classroom or as a smoke break in the parking lot. He had just made it out to the parking lot before he was spotted and given the option. Eddie had been good about not skipping class this year, but he really didn’t want to give Higgins another reason to threaten to withhold his diploma. 

So there he was, leaning against the railing of the furthest bleachers so that the second the pep rally ended, he could just book it back to the van and leave to.. Somewhere. Uncle Wayne had work, and Eddie didn’t have a shift at the Hideout. There was no Hellfire today. 

Eddie was feeling restless as he fidgeted with his rings. Today had already been annoying and he really just wanted to sneak out to his van and have a smoke. It’s not like anyone here would miss him, they’d probably celebrate his departure more than the entrance to the basketball team. 

He looked down at his hands, taking his rings off and rearranging them on his fingers. He tapped them on the railing, listening to the sounds they made as he counted the seconds for this whole thing to be over. 

As his mind started to wander off, a voice snapped him back to the hell he was currently in. “-join a cult and sacrifice me to the dark forces.” 

It was always obvious when someone was talking about Eddie. Normally he’d let it go and ignore whoever it was, but he wasn’t exactly in the best of moods today. His head whipped around, looking for whoever was talking about him. 

There you were with Stacy, again. Eddie wished he could be surprised, but he wasn’t. His eyes narrowed as he looked you over. You weren’t dressed in anything that screamed “school spirit” except for a scrunchie around your wrist. 

He saw how you cringed at the sight of him, which only pissed him off more. What was your fucking problem? You were friends with Stacy, who had been on the cheer squad before her ankle gave out, the skaters liked, you liked everyone. Everyone who wasn’t Eddie Munson. 

Eddie had wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, that maybe the two of you just hadn’t crossed paths enough. Maybe it wasn’t personal. But now, after hearing you say that you also thought he was some sort of demon worshiping freak he was fine to write you off as just another Hawkins student. Maybe then he could finally move past this weird feeling he had whenever you gave him the stink eye. 

Stacy started giggling next to you, and Eddie just rolled his eyes and turned away. It wasn’t worth it to start anything now at the pep rally. He was already on thin ice after being caught trying to skip. The sooner this was over the better. 

His attention drifted as Higgins droned on and on about school spirit and upcoming fundraisers and games. It was all background noise. In his mind, Eddie was working out the next dungeon that Hellfire was going to take on. His party was getting too used to his usual tricks, so he’d have to pull out something new to really throw them off-

There was a choked off gasp. 

Then a curse. 

Then a horrible cracking sound as something fell next to him.

“Jesus-!” Eddie jumped nearly a foot in the air as you hit the bleacher next to him. His eye nearly bugged out as he saw you sprawled next to him, clutching your stomach and gasping for air like a fish. 

Everyone in the section was still as they all stared at you, before a few started to snicker. Stacy was quick to jump down with far more grace and land by your side. Eddie was completely frozen, unsure of what to do until he heard Miles Cooper say- 

“It was Munson! He did it!”

Eddie’s head snapped to Miles, about to say something before a teacher sharply demanded the Eddie get off the bleachers and come down for what was sure to be a one-sided lecture and detention for something he didn’t do. 

He didn’t fight it, he was about to argue and cause a scene right now in the bleachers. Not when that teacher had a fire in her eyes that said she was just itching for trouble. Fine, he wanted to be as far away from this as possible. 

Eddie walked down the bleachers and followed the teacher out into the hallway. He was already tuning out the lecture about watching your body and not hitting girls. This was such bullshit, and he knew he couldn’t even fight back and defend himself. 

“Look, I didn’t touch her!” Eddie couldn’t stop the frustration in his voice. “She was behind me when she fell!”

“Witnesses say otherwise.” The teacher crossed her arms. 

“Look, just because that dumbass said it was true-” 

There was a loud CLANK as the heavy doors to the gym burst open and to Eddie’s surprise, you were rushing through the door, holding onto your arm. 

You made a beeline for him and the teacher and Eddie could already see it now. Your fake tears as you cried about how the freak shoved you down for no reason-

“Didn’t... do it.” you were shaking your head and panting hard. With your free hand you were pointing at Eddie. “He didn’t... he didn’t do anything... Miles elbowed me. Then I tripped. Eddie never.... Touched me.” 

Stacy was behind you and grabbed your shoulders, trying to hold you in place. “Eddie didn’t do anything, Mrs. Jane.” she explained. “She was just trying to go get some water and ate shit. Eddie had nothing to do with it.”

You nodded, still panting hard as if trying to catch your breath. Stacy was rubbing your back, and you looked like you were on the verge of tears. 

Eddie felt like he had just stepped into an alternate timeline. You were actually defending him? You were in that much pain but had still come running to claim his innocence? 

Mrs. Jane looked at you with concern. “Eddie, you may go back to the pep rally.” She dismissed him without so much as an apology for chewing him out. 

Fuck this. Eddie didn’t need to be told twice. He made his way back towards the gym, but slipped into a side hall. The pep rally was going to be over soon anyway, he might as well beat traffic. 

He paused just as he was out of sight. Fine, he was a little nosey and mildly concerned as you had just come to his rescue. 

“I... I think I hurt my arm.” you said, and he could hear the real pain in your voice. 

“I’ll take her to the nurse.” Stacy said. 

Eddie heard the sound of footsteps, and quickly slipped out of the school before Mrs. Jane caught him escaping. 

Yeah, he was going to need something stronger than a cigarette after this. 

I really didn't think the original blurb would get much attention lol

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[queenie-ofthe-void]

Playing with the idea of Steve giving Mike, Lucas, and Dustin a heads up about Eddie before they start their freshman year. About how it's in their best interest to join Eddie's friends, called Hellfire. He hypes Eddie up: how he loves DnD, sounds smart like they are when he gives his super annoying speeches. He's really into music and movies and he's got a van, maybe he'll take them to the arcade.

So now it's Eddie's first day of his third senior year, he's sitting in his normal spot in the caf with the boys, when he's bombarded with three freshman he's never seen before. They're excited to meet him. Can't stop talking about how they've heard he's cool "but in a freak way, like us", how he's so smart and funny, loves DnD. Great at sticking up for the little guy and will be able to protect them

He can't help preening a bit. Normally he's got to save the new needs himself, but apparently his reputation proceeds him. By the time they settle down, he's blushing under the weight of their praises. Definitely something he's not used to, even from his friends, to hear an entire list of reasons why he's apparently so cool.

"So, my young padawans, who spoke so highly of your new Dungeon Master?"

"Steve," Lucas replies, bouncing with excitement.

Confused, Eddie looks between the three of them. "Uhhh, Steve who?"

The curly-headed one scoffs, rolling his eyes. Pretty bitchy for a freshman, Eddie thinks. Kid's got an attitude problem.

"Steve Harrington. What, like you guys don't know him?"

Only the sounds of the cafeteria pierce the tense silence around Hellfire table. Eddie thinks he should check the guys' reactions, but he's honestly so stunned he can't force himself to move.

"Yeah, we do know him," Jeff says. "He's and asshole."

"He's not an asshole, he's awesome," Dustin screeches.

The boys continue to bicker back and forth, but they still make space for the freshies.

Eddie's got a million questions, but one more than the rest.

Does Steve Harrington think I'm cool??

~~~

Wrote a follow up fic!

[mygnolia]

FALLING FOR MY MC! ౨ৎ y. jungwon

୨୧ -› where a music bank mc and leader of the hottest k-pop group meet and fall in love (again)

pair -› idol!yang jungwon x radio/podcast host!!reader | trope -› childhood friends to lovers | wc -› 1.9k | REN SAYS.. i thought this idea was cute when someone requested fanboy won + weekly idol mc reader (i never watch weekly idol so have music bank instead..) and im scared of writing idol x fangirl entirely so have this spinoff! | library

- you and jungwon have been friends for a while even before he went on i-land

- he’s always been into performing, singing, and especially dancing

- sometimes you’d stay behind at school and watch him do taekwondo + dancing

- and while he was student body president, you were the president of broadcasting too!

- you loved to talk to others and be in front of a camera and also wanted to make your own padcast, but never really knew how

- so you two were definitely in communication because of your positions!

- and… drum roll please… jungwon gets a little crush on you

- let’s just say he started thinking about you whenever you started morning broadcast for the school… or when you announced his name and his plans as student body president he went all blush-y

- he thought you were super cool and loved how effortless you were in front of everyone

- like time slows down when he looks at you, his eyes go glittery everyone else disappears..

- HES WHIPPED I FEAR!!!

more under the cut :3

- you two hung out a lot afterschool and sometimes at each others houses, but you also had other friends- friends who would also become idols!!

- you’re friends with chaewon and ningning hehe

- so now that highschools kind of ending, a lot of your friends started seriously pursuing music and the idol life, but you were never quite as devoted as they were

- and unfortunately by senior year, jungwon left for i-land :(

- you tried to be close but they didn’t allow outside communication and summer left you extremely busy

- and you were really sad that you couldn’t hang out with jungwon as much, but you still had other friends and were close to many from your school because of how big your journalism class was (aka where you did your broadcasting duties)

- but watching iland was your pasttime!! you voted jungwon EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. because you knew how much work went into his skills

- and who even cares if it was biased everyone was biased in their voting

- and you loved the drama and all his other members (but god it was heartbreaking and when jungwon stood on that second to elimination stage you cried)

- when enhypen debuted, you stayed a fan not just because of jungwon, but because of his interactions and their music

- enhypen was popular from the get-go because of iland, and you paid attention to their comebacks and texted jungwon every so often

- you two weren’t able to meet because of his busy tour schedule and back to back combacks (FREE MY BOYS)

- but you always supported them wherever whenever, and even trying to get concert tickets to attend whenever they were in your area

- plus you were still a broke college student and busy with your own interests

- but it didn’t stop you from consuming their content

- and if something happened you’d text jungwon, not really expecting a text back since he was so busy, but he’d always try to respond

- “omg not your cactus dying???” and he’d respond with some laughing

- “maeumi is so big now i saw her on your live on your arm” “STOP IT WAS SO EMBARRASSING”

- little things here and there

- and maybe yes… you were a little fangirl…

- ALBUM PULLS WERE HALF JUNGWON SOME SUNOO SOME HEESEUNG BTW!!! you were eating up your pc album

- and you’d always compliment him after a comeback or a show you went to

- “ahh! tamed-dashed is so good i think my fav song from your album is just a little bit! make sure you rest so your pictures turn out cute :)”

- OK BUT THE MOMENT YOU TRULY FELL FOR HIM like actually a ‘wtf omg why is yang jungwon so HOT why do i have a MASSIVE CRUSH ON HIM (again)”

- was…drum roll…l’officiel jungwon with only the blazer and then dicon tw-en-ty years jungwon with the cherry photoshoot (not projecting LOL haha…)

- yeah you were whipped

- but ofc you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, trying to keep your comments supportive more than fangirl-y

- you and jungwon finally have time to catch up when he’s back home for a bit, and he texts you more often since you were still somewhat busy with school

- and you two reminisce on how he wanted to be an idol pre-iland and how you love to talk on the radio which he’s listened to a few times!!! (yapper y/n agenda!!!)

- and you still loved to do broadcasting even in university

- you were on a few broadcast groups and was a temporary university podcast host for studying encouragement and you shared your struggles as an incoming upperclassman

- many people listened for the tips and fun story submissions to listen to while studying!

- and you’d look for jobs and hoped to find a larger podcast or station

- so much so that you auditioned and reached out to a popular radio show host about love and dating advice called ’Let’s Find You Love!’

- and your station was SUPER popular considering how sweet and sincere your advice was

- you were honest with viewers in toxic relationships and also got popular online

- special valentines day episode! you and your host shared stories about YOUR first crush and love experiences

- your host shared some bad relationships and what not to do! but you…?? you had a crush on yang jungwon. still. ofc he looked good!!!

- “to be honest, there was this boy in highschool who i liked, and i wish i got to ask him out, honestly. he was super sweet every time we talked, and he was always so hardworking.” and with the way you said it, the people who knew you from school couldn’t deduce if it was someone close to you or someone who you pined over from a distance

- agh the mystery!! everyone is hooked on your cute story, telling you to admit your crush to him!

- BUT HELLO?? ITS LEADER OF ENHYPEN JUNGWON YOU CANT DO THAT!!!

- tiktok frl went ‘damn i want someone to talk about me the way y/n from lets find u love talked about her crush’

- but it became a HUGE hit

- so much so that music bank reached out and WOAHHH

- they want you?? as??? an??? mc????

- usually they would pick idols, but the idol that did their music bank performance had an injury, and you were doing it alone since music bank didn’t want to start rumors!

- and woah.. enhypen new comback had you on your KNEES

- plus listening to jungwon is always so satisfying, especially to see him grow and explore different concepts and looks, you were not only loving the face cards being served but also his energy and love for his fans!!

- so yeah, safe to say your feelings for him were still there..

- but then they perform on music bank for xo, and you’re…THERE???

- jungwon’s looking at you, who’s looking super pretty as you rehearse your lines and the stylists are adding to your look before the show

- and he turns to his members like dude.

- and all of them are confused like ?? “jungwon what’s wrong..”

- “DUDE MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND IS HERE AS THE MC AND SHE’S SO PRETTY”

- thankfully camera crew was on break..but when they were back

- yeah fans were defo in their comments like “woah why is jungwonnie so nervous??” literally who’s gonna tell them the girl he hasn’t seen in like 6 years is in front of him pretty like how he remembers??

- and you kind of wanted to surprise jungwon by not telling him, but you also never had the time to speak up with all the media training you needed

- everyone was excited for you to be mc! it was a change of pace but a fun one for the audience

- welp it’s go time!!

- “hello everyone!! woah.. is it time for..my dating advice segment? nono! i’m here as…” you pretend to open a letter and look around “music bank’s emcee?? wow, such an honor!!” and ofc you turn on the dramatics to act

- and what group to walk in but enhypen…

- jungwon smiles IMMEDIATELY. fans analyzed this whole video

- ‘dude jungwon is WHIPPED for that mc’ ‘jungwon when he meets the pretty mc” “so we’re all seeing jungwon check out the girl on music bank or…”

- you had your own little script related to their new concept, asking a few questions and then moving onto a member specific question

- “jungwonnie! i noticed you wrote the part for hundred broken hearts! can we have you sing it?”

- THING IS…who says ‘jungwonnie’ so freely?? if you guys never met?? yeah speculation was running a little out of hand fr!

Jungwon shakes his head, dimples reappearing as he takes another look at you and nods. He sings his written part into the mic, and unknowingly, you smile too. “Ah- sorry, I’m too nervous to be singing it well.” And you scoff at him, looking around at his members. “He did it great, don’t you agree, Jake? Your voice is like an angel.” You call out to Jake, who originally sings that part.

Jake tells you, “Agh, he might steal my fans if he decides to sing that part live” and you laugh, eyes crinkling as you smile at Jake’s response to move onto the next question.

- and jungwon in that moment remembers why he liked you

- your laugh, your smile, your easy-going nature, and how much you had chased for your passions over the years

- and he’s just super super proud of you for where you are now, being a literal mc

- and he knows you love doing it

- after a bit more talking they went to perform and you went back!

- he’s super nervous after their performance and the members tease him for his little crush saying how he’d get a girlfriend before all of them

- oh yeah engenes were raving abt u

- “jungwonie’ and he doesn’t even look uncomfortable they must be friends”

- it takes a few internet detectives to figure out that it’s him who used to go to school with you and it’s him who you had a huge crush on woahhh

- and then jungwon found out.

- “y/n!! look at this tiktok lolol” “jungwon why is it titled ‘y/nwon confirmed with evidence’”“it’s funny >.<“

- ur freaking out like crazy

- cuz wdym jungwon SAW IT AND FOUND IT FUNNY

- so you’re like “haha yeah so funny…anyways wyd if it’s true.”

- and he’s like freaking out on his end like omfg is it true omg does she know “idk walk over and cuddle and kiss” HE BOLD!!

- anyways ygs do just that!! sooo cute and you two are very very secretive

- until…drum roll pls..one year after the initial valentines day episode on your podcast aka 7 months after you started dating jungwon

- and he’s waiting in your living room with all of your gifts but you have no idea since you’re recording live in your studio

- “for this valentines day episode i had people submit some cute love stories! and yes i will share one of my own”

- and you read all of them and laugh at the cute stories about love because yes love we love love!

- “the moment you were waiting for! so, little one year update, but i listened to you all and the boy i liked in highschool is now my boyfriend and we’ve been together 7 months!”

- yeah the internet freaked out

- because the timeline from xo comeback to valentines day makes sense for the engenes who knew

- but ygs are so cute so who’s complaining

reblogs + interactions are always appreciated :)

[user211201]

Chronivac Coworkers

--- Originally posted on 2022-09-19 by davidrodge ---

You sit down at your desk and rub your eyes. Another day of paper pushing and number crunching to get through. It wasn’t like you had done anything particularly interesting the previous night. You had stayed up a little later playing some mediocre matches of online gaming - but when I guess when you get to be around 40, your body constantly feels like it’s been dragged behind a car down the high way. Not that you didn’t take care of yourself, in fact you’d say you looked pretty good for your age…

You stretch in your seat, and reach for your coffee as your computer powers on. The few windows illuminating the office show the first few morning beams of scorching July sunlight. Behind you, the door opens and your Coworker David strides in.

“Morning Adam!” He says in a strangely cheerful voice. You put your coffee down from your lips and give him a stare. Normally David was about 20 minutes later than he already was, and usually he walked into the office with the same enthusiasm you’d see in a man walking towards a guillotine.

“Morning Davo,” you say, typing in your far too long corporate password. “You seem less Zombie-like today, what are you so excited about?”

David Smiled as he sat down in his chair opposite from yours. You were techniqually Davids senior Manager, but the two of you had developed a decent friendship between Friday drinking and the occasional tennis match.

“Oh Nothing Adam, I just got to the top of the waitlist for this super cool Software, and I was finally able to download it!”

You nodded, half listening as you began logging into all your engineering system.

“Very Interesting, what’s the program called? Is it like a Gaming platform?” David opened up his laptop and started to type furiously.

“No it’s not a game at all, It’s an app called the Chronivac. It’s supposed to be a reality altering software. I had a friend in the UK that sent me the information for it, He said that it completely changed his life.”

You paused from your coffee long enough to lean over and roll your eyes at him.

“I hope you didn’t have to pay any money for it.” You moaned, “This Job doesn’t pay you enough for you to be wasting your time on Overseas Scams.”

David was absolutely transfixed on his laptop. A wide, slightly crazed looking grin spreading over his face.

“It actually ended up costing me thousands of dollars,” he said, now in a far quieter voice, “but it was completely worth it.”

“THousands Of DoLLARS!” You exploded, immediately turning the heads of the fellow desk jockeys nearby,

“SHut UP man,” David hissed, half closing his laptop defensively. You simmered as the both of you waited for the rest of your colleagues to return back to their work. David narrowed his Eyes at you, smile creeping back onto his face.

“It wasn’t a waste of money and I can prove it too you. Just let me find your profile really quick.”

“Wait, this thing has a profile for me on it?” You said, now even more concerned then before. “David, This seems like some really dangerous software And I definitely thing that you shou-“

Davids Computer cut you off with a cheerful beep, and immediately you felt a strange sensation course through your body.

“What the hell!” You shout as you start the world around you starts to grow. You feel a strange tightening sensation in your body, as you glance downward. Your clothing seemed to liquify, shifting from a smart suit and dress shirt into a casual tee. In shock you glance at the bay window and catch a reflection of yourself. There you were…. Or rather, there you were 20 years ago! You lift your hands up too your face and feel your skin. Wrinkle free, young, and real!

“ there’s no way this is real,” you say in a whisper. This has to be a dream you think, as you continue to explore your now unfamiliar body.

David leaned over the edge of his desk beaming,

“ See I told you man! This program is incredible!” He looked you over, seeming to be proud of his work. “Dang it’s crazy what taking 20 years off a man can do!”

You take a brief pause from reveling at your new found youth.

“ this is incredible David! How is this even possible?!”

“It’s the chronivac man! Like I said it’s freaking amazing and can change anything!” The wild grin still fresh on his face.

You stand up, coursing with a newfound energy.

“WE HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THIS!” You say ecstatically. The grin drops from David’s face.

“What?”

You begin to jog away from the desks, heading straight for the break room where you knew, most of your coworkers would still be gathered.

“We can change anything with this! This is going to be the coolest thing any of these morons have ever heard about!”

“Wait! No stop! Aww shit-“ you hear David shout as you continued running. You barely processed his voice or cared. You felt so alive! The excitement in your chest was all you could feel or even think of right now. You slid around the corner, breaking into a sprint down the hallway. You could hardly wait to introduce your new younger self to your coworkers and tell them about this amazing new device.

“GUYS, YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO-“

Suddenly your voice catches In your throat, as your mouth dries out In an instant. You keep running, starting to trip over yourself on the concrete floor.

“ what the” you gasp through a dry mouth. Your tongue feels like a pillow in your mouth as you tumble to the floor. You are vaguely aware of the sight of your hands, which appear to be changing color and texture. Your vision fades with the sight of your fingers turning bright blue and seeming to collapse in on themselves.

You can’t seem to find your voice, or be able to move as you feel yourself shrinking. You feel an indescribable softening sensation on all sides as you slide to a stop. Suddenly, it’s over as quickly as it started, and there you lay on the floor. Your brain slows down, filled only with the most basic thoughts now.

“ what….. happened…” you think to yourself with great effort. Your aware of footsteps coming towards you from your position on the floor.

“ Sorry about that man, I just couldn’t have you sharing my new toy with the rest of the world. It’s kind of like a private club, ya know?

….David? You think through fuzzy thoughts.

“ I’m still learning how to use the program haha, but you did turn out to be a nice pair of underwear Adam.”

You feel your now small form being lifted from the floor, then shoved into a pocket. David’s pocket.

“Don’t worry man, we’ll get you sorted out. I think you’ll make a really good practice for me before I start changing myself.”

You couldn’t respond at all, but felt almost at home In the musky warm pocket you were haphazardly shoved into.

….so … nice… you find yourself thinking. You try to shake the fuzz out of your primitive mind. Trying to remember anything besides the new world you found yourself in. You faintly hear David through his clothing.

“ alright, I think the first thing we should do is get you home so we can have some fun.” You feel yourself being lifted from his pocket and placed back on the ground. You felt a longing to be back in the warm musky dark.

“this time however, I think we’ll turn your awareness off.”

David smiled punching his new specifications into the chronivac program. Adam wouldn’t remember any of what just happened, and also be open to his suggestions. The underwear on the pavement started to expand, shifting and changing until Adam once again stood in front of him with a slightly dazed look on his face.

“is it weird that that kind of turned me on…” David muttered to himself.

“Dave… what the hell is going on? Adam said In a bewildered voice. His voice echoed in the parking garage that they now stood in. David smiled, and typed into the chronivac.

“you were about to give me a ride home, remember big guy?”

Adam, still looking confused, but seemingly unaware of the last 20 minutes of his life shrugged and fished for his car keys.

“Alright man but don’t judge about the mess in my car.” He smiled and clicked his horn. The two of you walked over to the old SUV Adam drove and stepped inside, scooting aside the old take out bags and random junk. Adam sheepishly got In and fastened his seatbelt.

“Thanks for taking me home man, I wasn’t feeling the best.” David said hiding a smile while still typing in his computer. Adam started the car and began to pull out of the parking lot.

“no problem man, it’s been a boring day for me anyway.”

I’m sure it was… David thought pulling up Adams profile again. David pulled up Adams profile. He continued to explore it as they got on the highway - passing the braves stadium. Now it was time to really see what this program could do. He clicked on the occupation section and replaced senior engineer with Uber driver and hit enter. The cars interior suddenly shifted, quickly becoming neater and tidier. An Uber sticker appeared on the windshield. David smiled and Adam glanced over at him.

“Hey you owe me tho David,” he smiled “I could be making money right now instead of driving your ass around.”

“for sure man, I’ll make it up to you.” David grinned. He clicked onto Adams body specifications.

Alright let’s slide that age way down… maybe 22? He looked good like that, but let’s pump up his muscle mass by 80 pounds and increase his attractiveness level. David pulled open Adams identity profile and messed around with a few things. Instead of being a work friend, Adams new relationship to David was a complete stranger. David deleted Adams previous educational experience tab and input college fraternity brother into his profile. He dropped the IQ level down to one of the lower settings. It might be nice for Adam to worry about less right? He input “easygoing” into his profile. He hit shuffle on race, just for some added fun and eagerly hit enter.

the change was immediate. Adam shifted in his seat, losing a few inches of height but gaining a ridiculous amount of mass everywhere. His legs filled in his pants so quickly David thought they might burst. His arms ballooned outwards and his face shifted to a cocky smirk. His pecs jutted out against his shirt, bouncing with the cars motion. The clothes he previously wore liquified and stretched tight against his body - becoming a simple tee shirt and short shorts. His hair styled itself into a skin fade, and a tan crept over his body. A backwards cap materialized on his head, and a stud In his ear as he glanced over at David.

“What? You like what you see man haha?”

The new Adam raised his arm and flexed his now massive bicep.

You both laughed as you felt a mixture of pride and arousal. Adam put a beefy arm on the dash of his car and started typing into the gps, stopping at an intersection .

“Where was it you said you wanted to be dropped off again sir?”

David rattled off his address, trying to hide the growing… excitement that was beginning to show In his crotch. The new Adam glanced down and smirked at David, but continued driving. David smiled, reviewing Adams profile again.

“ So what do you have going on in your life… Adam right?” David asked, trying for conversation with his previous boss.

“We’ll I’m just chilling at the university right now…” Adam said with a dull laugh, “spending a lot of time at the gym and with the boys right now.”

David nodded absentmindedly, sliding Adams sexuality to nearly 100 Percent gay. Just to see what would happen. He slid the Libido curser to high and glanced back up at Adam. A distracted look now plastered on his face, one hand on the wheel, one hand now migrating down to his shorts.

“… and you know… spending time… with the boys.”

David could barely contain his excitement as the two pulled up to his house. Adam threw the vehicle in park and shifted his Adonis frame in his seat to face David.

“Hey man, don’t even worry about the ride today, it was nice meeting you. I’ll void the bill In the app.” He said with a smile. David met his gaze and blushed. Oh my god, was he flexing?

“Oh that’s really too nice of you man, there’s really no need.” David stuttered

Adam smiled and bit his lip, he hopped out of the car to get David’s door.

“No I insist. I Really enjoyed being your driver today.”

David stepped out of the car, amazed by what he had been able to do to his friend. The new Adam held out his hand for a solid high five. He winked and said,

“Message me if you ever need a ride again bro.” With that, he strutted back to his car, then got in and sped down the road - blasting music.

David stood on the edge of the driveway. Clutching his lap top and trying to calm himself. He began to stride into his house, weighing his options. People had warned him, that the chronivacs power could really go to your head if you didn’t have a handle on it. He unlocked the door and paced into his living room. David hadn’t thought much about it, but man had he really surprised himself. In the space of 1 hour he had changed his boss into a horny college himbo without so much as a blink.

He through himself onto the couch and started up at the ceiling. David smiled, thinking of the limitless possibilities that now awaited him. He could literally become whatever he wanted to. Could change the world in whatever way he wanted. The possibilities were so endless p, he had no idea what to do.

After a moment of watching the rotating fan David grinned. He didn’t know all the things he wanted to change, but he did know what he wanted right now. He pulled his laptop back up and fired up the chronivac. Adams profile still displayed on screen. David clicked into Adams relationship status and began clicking around. It took a second to find the option, “willing to sleep with any man.” But David aggressively slammed the enter button and pulled out his phone, finding an Uber text string with the new Adam.

“Thanks again for the free ride today man. Was wondering if you wanted to ride anything else tonight? 😘🍆”

He waited breathlessly for a moment before three dots appeared on his screen, and then a message. Apparently a picture the new Adam had taken at the gym.

“on my way back big guy”

David slammed his laptop closed and ran to change into some more relaxed clothes. That was enough messing with the chronivac for the day. It was amazing what a horny stud he had been able to change his boss into. And ridiculous how quickly David had fallen for him.

David wrestled with his tie and glanced out the bedroom window as a car raced up. The new and improved Adam jumped out and started sauntering towards the door, already removing his shirt. David could only stares as he felt himself begin to go hard. He and Adam were going to have a lot of fun tonight.

[moonlightisdancing]

Like A Virgin/ j.t.k

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x f!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI practically smut w no plot, mentions arguing/drinking/parental issues, sneaking out, consumption of weed, pure awkwardness, some fluff, oral sex (m+f receiving), loss of virginity (m+f), penetrative unprotected sex

as always please lmk if anything’s missed

inspired by my dear nick & this song

a/n: sorry if this is kinda cheesy/short/whatever… just needed to write a virgin jake fic

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“Yeah, maybe we can hang out this summer!”

Those were the last words you’d hear from Jake Kiszka after graduation as he scribbled his phone number and a smiley face next to his picture in your yearbook. He must have known you had a small crush on him that may or may not have developed during senior year calculus after some group work.

His number was saved to your contacts that day but it wasn’t until August came around before you ever texted him, but he wasn’t your first thought. You knew he lived relatively close to you, one block to the left and over the train tracks, all the way at the end of the street. Meanwhile, you only lived a block away from your best and really only friend, Kiera, so she’s who you’d spend most your time with.

Today has been the longest day of your life. A screaming match with your mom over the gap year you decided on last minute, your dad drinking again, an entire summer of pent up anger bouncing around the walls of your home had finally bursted at the seams. You spent all night crying, your mind traveling to the darkest of places. It just felt like you needed a hug, for someone to hold you and tell you it would all be okay.

“Hello?”

It took five rings before Kiera answered her phone. In her defense it was roughly two in the morning and you should have been asleep, too.

“Kiera? I-I could really use your company if you can.” The sobbing hadn’t stopped, the words barely coming out.

“Y/n… My parents won’t let me out this late, you know that.”

“Even if I walk there? I-Kiera, I just need a hug or a blunt, something. And I don’t know anyone else.”

“Well, you know Jake, and his mom’s much nicer than mine.” She sounded irritated but you knew she was trying her best to be patient.

“I haven't talked to him since grad, I can’t just hit him up.”

“Just text him? He posted on Snapchat like fifteen minutes ago and he lives right there.”

“Okay, okay, fine. But what if he thinks-”

“Just do it and let me know, okay? I love you, good night.” She hung up before you could even respond.

Breathe, Y/n, it’s fine, everything is fine.

You: Heyyy Jake it’s Y/n

Jake K: Hey stranger, what’s up?

You: So super awkward, but I’m in desperate need of a blunt and a hug

Jake K: Done and done. Remember where I live?

You: Yeah

Jake K: Come on by, porch lights on

How could you forget where he lived? Sure, you went once for Jake and Josh’s graduation party, but after learning how close your highschool crush lived to you, you’d never forget. You fixed your hair in the bathroom and splashed your face with cool water in attempts to bring down your swollen red eyes. A little bit of deodorant and some perfume would be the finishing touches before returning to your room. You couldn’t leave through the front door, the dogs would bark and it would add one more thing to the list of arguments yet to be had. It doesn’t matter you’re eighteen, as long as you lived under your parent’s roof, it was their rules. You opened your window and climbed out, using the junction box outside your window for leverage.

It takes eleven minutes to walk from your house to Jake’s, where he’s already standing on his front porch waiting for you. He’s in basketball shorts, slip on Vans and a pullover hoodie, and somehow he still looks good as ever. You weren’t half way up his driveway before he began walking towards you with his arms wide open. At graduation he only offered an awkward side hug, so this sure was new to say the least. Jake wraps both his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest. You inhale his scent, he just smells like home. Not yours, most likely his, but home with a hint of worn off cologne. Your heart begins racing a lot faster than you want to admit as he holds you until you let go.

“Shall we?” He asks in a deep silly voice as he leads you through the gate to his backyard. There was a firepit in the middle of some chairs and a cute little picnic table off to the side. You follow him towards the mahogany stained wood and sit across from him. The only light was that of the full moon washing over everything in a blue tint.

“Do you know how to roll?” Jake asks as he empties the contents of his pockets on the table.

“Uh-uh.” You shook your head.

“S’okay, I can show you.” Jake turns the flashlight from his phone on, handing it to you to hold. He walks you through the process, admittedly you paid more attention to the way his fingers moved than the actual task itself.

You watch as his tongue parts his lips and licks across the blunt, sealing the weed inside. Jake reaches for his phone, his fingers brushing gently against your knuckles. The two of you stand awkwardly from the table, the moonlight illuminating Jake’s soft features.

“C’mere, I know a spot.” He holds his empty hand out towards you and waits until you place your palm in his. Jake guides you to the side of his house and down a tiny path that leads to a creek. There resides an old metal bench that Jake directs you towards. He places the blunt between his plush pink lips and brings the lighter to the end, the red hot cherry casting a golden hue against his cheek bones. A couple silent puff, puff, passes happen before you speak.

“I’m sorry I didn’t text you sooner. Life’s just been kinda…” You trailed off.

“Hey, don’t apologize,” He shifts to face you, bringing his one leg up. “We’re here now, that’s what matters.”

More silence occured as the blunt was worked down to nothing, but the silence was comfortable. You didn’t want to talk about your problems and ruin the safe bubble that naturally surrounded Jake’s existence, opting to ask him about his plans instead.

“So, is the band doing good or are you gonna go to college?” You ask, matching his stance by turning to face him.

“Band’s going places, I think. I dunno, gotta wait for Sammy and Danny to finish school, then we’ll really know. You?”

“Taking a gap year, but who knows? Maybe I could be some rockstar’s girlfriend.” Sheesh, the weed had you feeling ballsy.

“Yeah, maybe.”

The comfortable silence had now grown awkward as you struggled to even look in Jake’s direction.

“You should hear me play some time. I-I mean if you wanted to I can right now.” Jake stumbles over his words, presumably a mix of anxiousness and marijuana.

“Sure, yeah, that sounds good.” You nod and stand at the same time Jake does, taking his hand once again as he held it out for you. His palms feel warm and clammy, usually you’d be off put but his nervousness is endearing.

He opens the little side door to the garage and flicks on the light. It smells very garage-y, the whirring of the fluorescent lights really tying it together. He walks to the opposite side and grabs his acoustic guitar before suggesting you sit on the couch next to him.

“We’ve been working on this one for a little bit, it’s called Flower Power.”

He plays chords to a song you hadn’t heard, singing chunks of lyrics alike. It was a beautiful song nonetheless, maybe even one you’d listen to on your own accord.

“Wow, she must be a lucky girl.”

“Think so? Why’s that?” Jake giggled as he discarded his guitar. He flicked on a lava lamp before shutting the flourecent light off and returning awfully close beside you.

“Are you kidding me? If someone wrote that about me, said that to me?! I think every girl wants to be loved that way.”

“Yeah?” He laughed again, shaking his head.

“Yes!”

“And what if I told you someone did?”

“What?” Your cheeks flamed red, matching the color of the lamp beside you.

“That’s your song, Y/n.” Jake reaches his hand out to yours again for the third time tonight, this time interlocking his fingers with yours.

“Mine?”

Jake nodded before some force pulled the two of you together, your lips crashing into his. After months of wondering what he tasted like, the flavor of weed and spearmint on his lips was one you’d never forget. The kissing grew quickly heated as Jake’s hands found purchase on your hips, his knee planted between yours as he hovered over you. You found yourself rutting your hips up against his as he did the same, the feeling of his hardening length against your clothed center driving you places you’d never been. The kissing led to shirts being removed, ultimately leaving you in your bra and underwear, Jake in his shorts.

“What d’ya wanna do?” He whispered between kisses, his hands migrating to your breasts.

“Um, not sure… I’ve never-”

“No, me either, it’s okay.”

“I can- do you want head?”

“You okay with that?”

“Yeah,”

Jake sat beside you again as you stood between his legs, lowering yourself to your knees. You’d never given head before, or done anything along these lines. Your body filled with an unfamiliar sensation as you progressed, dipping your fingers past the waistband of his shorts and boxers. His length sprung straight up and your eyes widened at the sheer size of him. Never would you have thought he’d pack so much heat. You gently wrap one hand around the base of his cock, slowly stroking his length as you work your lips over his blushed tip. You watched a few videos here and there to sort of have a general idea, trying to remember anything from those as you bobbed your head up and down. Jake’s hands cupped either side of your face as he moaned and whined before grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

“Is this okay?”

“Mhm.” You hummed with him in your mouth, his dick twitching in response.

“Can I give you head?” He asks, lifting you from his length. You nod eagerly as Jake laid you down on the sofa, kicking off his shorts and boxers. He kisses up the inside of your thighs before hovering over your center. You’re embarrassed by the polka dot cotton panties you wore, but he doesn’t seem to care as he tucks his fingers into the elastic waist. He looks up at you and waits for approval before pulling them down your thighs, tossing them amongst his.

It’s a matter of seconds before his tongue begins exploring you alongside his fingers. Jake’s mouth marries perfectly against your aching bud as he switches between flicking his tongue and sucking. His fingers tease your entrance as he finally pushes a finger in, his mouth continuing its task. You watch him grind his hips against the cushions, his groans growing louder the faster his mouth and fingers move.

“Jake?” You whine, writhing under his touch.

“Hm?” He pulls away, staring at you with his soaked chin and lips.

“Do you wanna have sex?” Bold. The weed was giving you all the courage you could ask for.

“I don’t know where there’s a condom.” He kneels on the cushions in front of you, stroking his length.

“You don’t have one like in your wallet?”

“Why would- I’m a virgin.”

“Right, sorry.” It was kind of implied earlier, but hearing the words leave his mouth felt foreign. It truly astounded you that he was a virgin. People said he got around a lot, it was one of the reasons you felt you had no chance.

“Maybe just the tip? Just to feel?” He shrugged, placing his hands on your knees.

“Yeah… But what if it feels too good? And we wanna keep going?”

“Pull out?”

You knew that was almost always a bad idea, but you let yourself think with the wrong head as you agreed to the idea. Jake pushes your knees apart and slowly brings his hips forward, the pillowy head of his cock rubbing against you. You reach a hand down and situate him at your entrance, bringing your legs up to ease him in. Jake places his hands against the armrest of the couch above your head, his chest hovering over your face as he slowly introduces his length.

“More.” You begged through a breathy moan, wincing as he did exactly as you asked. Jake feeds his entire length inside, his thighs flush against yours as you both revel in the feeling.

“Fuck, this is so… You feel so good.” Jake places a kiss on the top of your head before trailing his mouth down to yours.

The pain of his thick cock stretching your tight pussy quickly subsides as he begins slowly moving his hips back and forth, his lacking rhythm quickly being found. His lips remain on yours, only pulling away from time to time to check if you were okay. Your nails find a home digging into his back each time his hips crashes into yours. With each thrust came the familiar warmth washing over your body causing you to tighten around Jake.

“Are you close?”

“Yeah,” You respond, hardly able to breathe.

“Suck for me, baby.” Jake brings his middle and index finger to your lips, pushing them into your mouth. After you coat his digits with your saliva, Jake brings them to your clit, rubbing circles over your bud. That only brings you closer to your orgasm, one that feels more powerful than any other. The pleasure that rips through you simply could never be replicated by your own fingers again.

“Jake, fuck, mm,” Your moans begin to sound like cries as your body shakes beneath his.

“S’okay, I got you, pretty girl.” He brings his hand back up, wrapping his arms behind your back as he hugs you to his chest. “I’m gonna cum, too.” Jake removes himself from your aching pussy, resting his cock on your belly as he lowers himself and begins thrusting again. It takes seconds for his hot release to paint your skin, being spread by his weight against yours.

“So do you wanna be a rockstar’s girlfriend?” He asks kissing up and down your neck, occasionally sucking on your sensitive skin.

“I would love to.”

[justasecretflower]

🥀- Dating Jeff! The killer before he became a proxy!

- fluff.

‼️swearing! its jeff obviously…

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- Liu was 100% the more popular brother, he was more gentle, more kind, had more looks and friends.

- so naturally, Jeff didn’t even believe you when you said you liked him, like Toby.

- he thought you were just trying to get close to his “better” younger brother.

- you have to keep trying for him to actually believe you. You kept asking him out, telling him he looked nice, or complimenting him for getting a good score.

-he finally believes you after like a month of this and he went out to the park as a date. You brought some snacks and stuff to drink.

- You both hid in the slide. Lying right next to each other in the plastic red slide away from everyone else, talking for just hours straight. He knew he had to go home, but he didn’t care. This was his first ever date.

- “where’s my hug at?” Btw.

- “guess who?” While closing your eyes

- acts like a super senior without the pedophilia

- holds stuff above your head too.

- the first time you kissed he was fed up of procrastination. You sat next to him under the bleachers late at night, then randomly got grabbed by your cheeks and kissed roughly.

- it was a long, deep, rough kiss. He put all of his passion and love for you in that kiss.

- he didn’t apologize for how rough he grabbed you, or how sudden it was, he only went in for a second kiss.

- late night walks>>>>>>

- him giving you that dirty white hoodie he always wears when you get cold.

- makes little notes for you in class, forms a paper airplane and aims straight for your head. Then snickers about it.

- he bites. Not as something sexual just a little sign of affection. Your arm, shoulder, and jaw have become a constant place for him to bite.

-no, he will never do it hard; ever.

- can’t afford flowers, picks up weeds while walking and gives them to you.

- if you’re eating something, he snatches it up and takes a bite.

-same goes for if you’re drinking something, don’t mind him just taking a little swig.

- writes his initial and hearts on your hand all the time

-writes YOUR initial and hearts on his converse

- has a picture of you in his hoodie pocket, sure it’s a little dirt and crumpled but it’s something.

- neck kisses, on the back of the neck :(

- doesn’t know how to express his love, so he does tiny things like picking up cool trinkets he finds on the ground, helping you with a problem in school, and drawing tiny hearts everywhere (on you and your paper)

- has a tiny version of your purfume that he keeps to spray his pillows when he wants to pretend like he’s holding you.

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“Hmmm…a doctor?” You ask, this was the 5th thing you’ve asked him what he wants to be when he grows up, so far he’s said no to everything and it’s been getting progressively harder to think of more careers. The chill of the autumn air dances between the strands of mine and Jeff’s hair, lightly kissing my cheek and making my cheeks and tip of my nose red. He was climbing up towards the monkey bars. Hopping to one of them he thrusts an arm out to reach for the other bar. “Fuck no. Too much work” Jeff huffs a laugh. Lifting his body up to curl his legs on one of the bars, leaving him hanging upside down. I walk towards him, putting my hands on his cheeks. “I give up, what do you wanna be when you grow up.” He looks at me, eyes getting softer, lighter. “With you.” He says, smashing our lips together, like he always does, but pulling away quickly. “Don’t tell anyone I said that corny shit..” he mumbles, hopping down from the bars and rubbing his hands together. I just smile brightly.

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- all of his movements seem like he’s scared of losing you, like you’re gonna disappear within seconds.

- grips your hand with a death grip, kisses you rough and fast, hugs you so tight you can’t breathe.

- it’s only in the quiet of the night when he stays over, spooning you does he gently hold your hand and softly kiss your face.

Pt 2. Meeting Jeff! The killer again after dating him before he was a proxy

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[earl-grey-teacake]

I’m not sure if I’m doing this right since this is my first time actually using the app properly but I absolutely love your work and I HAD to put my two cents in. Logan on multiple occasions has said Kyle Kirkwood is one of his closest friends since they grew up together in Florida. Would Kyle and Logan meet in this au? and if so how? Do you think Kyle and Oscar would fight over Logan’s attention?

You’re doing great!

Thank you for loving my work🥰

I am answering this on the day the news of Logan being dropped came out and I wanted to write something cute and happy.

To answer your question, YES! Those two are absolutely friends, I would never dare to separate them from each other.

I believe in an Andretti interview with Kyle, he reveals that he met Logan when he was karting in Florida. So, I can see Logan meeting Kyle around 7 years old when he goes to see a karting competition in Florida while on vacation. Logan is watching with his parents and this kid who is 2 years older than him is absolutely wiping the floor with the rest of the field. Logan goes up to congratulate him and tell him how good he was and they just hit it off. The parents exchange numbers and Logan and Kyle slowly start building a very strong friendship.

I don’t see Kyle fighting over Logan because Kyle is a good kid who understands what it means to share. Oscar, however, absolutely has a one-sides rivalry with Kyle. Oscar has had other kids befriend him and Logan but nothing as serious as Kyle’s friendship with Logan. He’s prissy, and jealous but won’t show it since it might upset Logan. He does, however, get a bit annoyed when Logan mentions going to see Kyle.

The one who would cause issues would be Colton. Colton meet Kyle when he’s young, maybe around 6 and clinging to his dad’s leg. Kyle is there to see a race and they hit it off really well. Colton sees Kyle as the super cool senior who’s nice and takes the time out of his day to say hi to him instead of treating him like a baby. This sparks a friendship and a little bit of infatuation for Kyle. It also leads to jealousy when Kyle mentions how he has a friend named Logan who lives in Monaco and his dads are race car drivers because Colton lives in California and his dad is also a race car driver- it’s practically the same thing.

Colton wants to fight Logan for the right to be Kyle’s best friend. Oscar wants to fight Kyle for the title of Logan’s best friend and Colton by extension because Colton will always jump to the defense of Kyle. Kyle and Logan are just chilling, doing their own things and chasing after fishes in the lake.

Thank you for the ask!

I hope this ask made everyone’s day a little bit better

[elly-grace]

But Daddy I Love Him

thank you @funnyjb for proof reading

credit to creator of gif, also gif has nothing to do with fic just think he's super cute in this one

Every friday night the stadium lights shined bright, but this friday the lights seem to shine brighter. It was homecoming weekend, your parents thought you and your brother were going with your friends. In a way they were right, but you were secretly dating Colin’s best friend and he had a crush on yours. But since your father was chaperoning the dance you decided the four of you would go as a group. 

It was cool and rainy but the support for the team didn’t falter. The bleachers were full of excited fans, friends, and family. Even though it wasn’t a playoff game, the team had a lot riding on this game. Ever since your father became the coach four years ago, the team has not lost a homecoming game. 

As the boys were warming up on the field the dance team was doing sidelines. In the middle of the sideline Joe caught your eye. He was staring which distracted you, and you received a pompom punch to the side from Hannah. 

“Y/N pay attention!” 

You sighed, if Hannah noticed could your dad have noticed? But as you turned to face Hannah she was staring at Colin. So you turned and returned the pompom punch. 

“Hannah, you know my dad won’t let Colin and I go tomorrow if he finds out you and  my brother are crushing on each other.” 

“He’ll never let you go if he knows you've been sneaking around his back with Joe.”

The two of you laugh pretending to be talking  about something funny, when you notice the stare of your father. 

You knew the game should be starting soon so you and Hannah being the captains decided to run one more sideline before joining the cheerleaders to do the banner. When the team ran out of the tunnel and through the banner Joe discreetly brushed his hand along one of your poms then quickly stepped away. Then the announcers start.

“And the moment you all have been waiting for, here comes your Athens Bulldogs. Led by Coach Kaminsky. Captains, senior Joe Burrow at quarterback and senior Colin Kaminsky at wide receiver.”  As the team continues out you see Joe next to your brother. You give a smile to both of them. The chants and cheers of the crowd was deafening, no one minded the bite from the cool weather. As soon as the team was on the field and the game started the dance team headed inside. To change out of sideline outfits and into halftime outfits. It was hip hop so the team decided on doing two braids, which were already in your hair. For outfit you guys decided on white t-shirts, black leggings, and a flannel tied around your waist. The flannels matched your class color, freshmen had yellow, sophomores had red, juniors had blue, and seniors had green. Suddenly you see your mom walk over to you. 

“Hi, Mrs. Kaminsky!”

Your mom was truly the team mom, she was always there, always helping, and always prepared with snacks, water and anything else you could ever need. 

“Hi girls. I made these for you to wear tonight.” 

Your mom pulled out some garters she made, all of them were green with a cute little bow. But Two of  them had been completely sparkly, whereas the rest were just sparkly on the bow. You assumed that the two sparkly ones were meant for you and Hannah as you were not only the captains but also the only seniors on the team. Sure enough as your mom was handing them out the only two left were the sparkly ones.

“Y/N, Hannah these ones are for you.”

You start to cry, this was your final homecoming game. The final homecoming spirit week, final homecoming dance. You wouldn’t be able to force Joe and your brother to do the Football-Dance routine. Which they would never admit but they loved to do it. 

“Thanks mom” 

You made your way to your mom and gave her a hug. She gave you a hug back then pulled away. 

You all make your way back out to the field, to watch the game until halftime. It was already in the 2nd quarter, and halftime would go by fast with all that was happening. 

Homecoming court was being announced to everyone, the dance team performed, cheer team performed, and marching band performed. The bulldogs currently had the ball, meaning Joe and Jacob were both on the field. The ball is snapped and Joe drops back, he's looking downfield, suddenly the o-line lets up on protection and Joe is knocked to the ground. 

You had to stop yourself from running on the field when you saw Joe was slow to get up. You so badly wanted to run to your boyfriend and check if he was okay. What if he was hurt? What if he needs help? You are suddenly pulled out of your thoughts by yelling.  

You see Joe has stood up but your brother is yelling at him. 

“WHAT THE FUCK BURROW, I WAS WIDE FUCKING OPEN.” 

“Colin, calm down.”

“DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! YOU HAVING TROUBLES SEEING THE FIELD? OR WERE YOU TO DISTRACTED BY MY SISTER?” Colin yelled then shoved Joe. 

“What do you mean?”

Colin was the only person besides Hannah that knew you and Joe were dating. He promised  he'd never tell anyone, yet here he was airing your dirty laundry. 

“WHAT DO I MEAN? I’M NOT THE ONE FUCKING MY BEST FRIENDS SISTER!” 

Your face fell, not only did your brother reveal your secret relationship to the whole school, but the one person who strictly forbade it. You and Joe had been dating since freshman year, but your father didn’t want you dating a football player, so you guys kept it secret. 

When your father heard what your brother just said he turned to look at you, disappointment clear on his face. Your father has never given you that look, it was normally reserved for Colin. 

“BURROW BENCH, Taylor sub in.”  

You were dumbfounded, there was no way the team was going to win this game without Joe. Your father pulling him was a huge mistake, Joe was the best player on that team. You walked over towards your dad.

“Dad, you can’t pull Joe! This isn’t his fault, I made the first advance, not him.” 

“I don’t believe you.” 

“Dad you will not win this game without Joe, he’s your best player.” 

“Y/N do not speak to me right now. After your performance you are going home, no ifs ands or buts about it.” 

“What?”

“You are grounded and will not be going to homecoming tomorrow.”

“WHAT?” both you and Joe yell. 

“You heard me, I told you not to date a football player and you went behind my back.”

“But daddy, I love him.”

“No you don’t, you're a child. You can’t possibly know what love is.”

“I know what love is and I am so desperately in love with him, I know you're not happy but please don’t make me leave him.” 

“He’s going to go to college and forget about you.”

“I’m sorry coach but you're wrong there's no way I could ever forget about your daughter. She’s the love of my life.” 

Your father sighed and put Joe back in the game. 

“We’ll talk about this later.”

[jazeswhbhaven]

An Unslighty Guy | React | SPOILERS

WELCOME BACK TO GEHENNA LOVELIES. Let's jump right in by me saying that I love the fact that Paimon is a social media content creator. It makes complete sense for him to be. This also reminds me that it's canon that Orias is also a content creator trying out facial products/makeup etc. I wonder if he links up with Paimon and Eligos at all.

Anywayssss he's filming for the meeting that happens every 5 years, and everyone is like yeah it's noisy around this time because of Sitri and Amy....lmao

and pointing out that Eligos follows Paimon's channel is very cute. However from Mammon's event it's possible that Eligos is older than Paimon (so he'd be the senior to Paimon's junior)

so ya'll remember when Ppyong was annoyed as fuck during Chapter 6 with all of those girls at the cafe wanting a picture with him and wanting autographs, etc. It seems the same thing carries over to Hell and he can't stand popularity but he's popular anyway. He's even rude to the fans and they don't even care they just eat it up and say they'll drink toilet water for him at this rate. I'm just like HELLO? lmao

Leraye is concerned, but Paimon teases him by telling him "when you're older you'll understand why they like him so much" and that confirms Leraye is possibly the youngest out of the Gehenna nobles. I really do wish they'd come out with an age chart or something to make this shit eaiser I STG.

Then here comes these two cuties, and Astaroth tries his hand an interpreting what Zagan is saying, but he got it wrong like completely wrong lmao

It's cute because he even gets bummed about it and has to pet Apophis for comfort and I'm just like AWH HE WANTS TO TRANSLATE FOR THE BAB.

I wonder if it's just something he wants to be able to do just because or if he truly wants to help Zagan and they are close like how Paimon and Leraye are usually hanging out together all the time.

But the meeting is about to begin and Ppyong asks if Amy is showing up and well....

Sitri is great at fucking acting because the way I thought he was being foreal for a second like how everyone thought Belial was dead at the beginning of Chapter 1 lmao

Amy came in like "the fuck I am, what's good?"

I feel like personally Amy would use any and every insult known to man to throw at Sitri because he just has that much of disdain toward him and I really am itching to know why that is. I swear it's probably over something super fucking petty or small.

So we're all like omfg Sitri just sat up here and wished death on this man. Yes. Yes he did.

But they give us some insight on Amy's importance to Gehenna's army. He handles a lot of the localized battles to make sure that there's no help needed from the capital. I'm not very familiar with battle jargon so as I see simply...he's the guy that handles the little stuff so the larger scale battles can be focused on more by the other nobles and their subordinates. This sounds way more organized and detailed than our little battles don't it? Since we only have like six characters to work with lmao

But he wears Satan's jumpsuit design and so do the others in his company, so everyone knows him that way. And it turns out he's quite well liked. Sitri too.

Is it just me or is Amy taller than Sitri? I need age and height charts n a o.

But as per usual the wording always throws me off, because "hot rough older brother" should only be used if it's the friend that's calling your brother that or something because if his peers see him as a brother but also hot??? idk whatever I'm thinking too deeply.

Point being. they both hot. they both do the thing.

So Sitri is quite pissed and pretty much ignores Amy's presence and asks Astaroth why it didn't work cursing Amy to die and it's explained that you have to say it more than once for the curse to work. (cool that Astaroth knows stuff like this). So Amy starts his little mantra of wanting the poor guy dead

Since I know what he sounds like, it's funny to try to read this in his voice in my head.

Sitri ain't never missed with his clapback. I swear he was just born with the ability to roast anyone at any given moment.

(it's funny because when my cat was in heat before I got her fixed she was LOUD asf like that shit would keep me up at night)

And even more so Amy tries to tell him he was gonna sit down anyway without taking orders from him and Sitri clocked him again by saying that those who cum early talk too much and those who don't talk very seldom. Out here calling him a one pump chump.

now how do you know which one he is Sitri hm???? care to share with the class??

Anyways, Satan shows up and sees the table all fucked up and he's just happy.

He really said he here for the chaos.

He is definitely here to start some shit and it makes me laugh because that's his entire focus. He doesn't even hide that he's trying to do it. He even told Amy to break the chair from stomping around and Sitri took it as Satan getting onto him. What's funny to me is that I think Satan literally just wanted him to break furniture so Sitri has something to say about it. I'm crying.

Amy was ready to go ya'll he told Sitri to meet him outside, square up, grab his guns, saddle up, the whole nine yards. Sitri is just like well no the meeting comes first and Satan and was like "ugh fine" and decided to pay attention to important stuff lol.

Amy apparently lost this round to Sitri because Satan forgot all about the fight and focused on the meeting instead.

Also from that screencap above I'm definitely not trippin' Amy is taller than Sitri and Satan like WHAT is his height hello?

SO it's five years later and the meeting happens again, and Amy kept that energy because once Sitri came through that door?

it was on sight. lmaoooooo

Also wtf Amy why is your bosoms so big and taking up the screen. Maybe that's why you're mad because Sitri's got the badonk booty and you don't because it's all in your chesssttt.

anyways

There's more banter between these two and the other nobles are just standing by watching as per usual until Ppyong genuinely wants to know why they hate each other so much if they were in the same class when enlisted.

It also sounds like Sitri knew Satan before that and decided to become his right hand devil at the same time. Hm.

So in other words "if they keep at each others throats like that they actually like each other they just don't know how to show it"

Satan even does the "hehe now kisssssss" move

Now this little CG is adorable. Astaroth pulled out his 3D glasses, Paimon has his camera ready...I love them so much this is hilarious.

Awh grumpy Paimon is grumpy. He wanted the picture because it was gonna get a million views lmao

And Leraye is right on the money, because how did Amy and Sitri know to turn their heads at that exact moment?

clocked 'em

Satan is thirsty now because he's blissfully unware that he almost made them kiss. Sitri wants to brew tea, but Amy is like "nah we ain't got time for that I'll go on a drink run <3"

Then...

they literally became my favorite gif

So while they have their stare down, Leraye saves the day by saying it's too hot to have Sitri slave over a hot stove making tea so having Amy go on a drink run is much faster.

So he orders iced tea (iirc), Paimon wants orange juice, Astaroth???

sir wth does this even mean? like? 😭😭

Anyways while Sitri was kinda ticked off that Amy went to go fetch the drinks instead of him, he didn't really fight it that it would be faster. Amy also appreciated that everyone had his back on this decision.

Which btw he got those drinks quick asf, like where did he even find all of this?

purified water from the golden river of tartaros??? Where do they sell that? cold ade sounds like gatorade/kool-aid or something and juice yeah you can get that anywhere and cold coffee for belial and Astaroth

oh no what about my bby Zagan :(((( no drink for him?

but he even got Sitri a drink....except...

He done got this man a bottle of fucking sesame oil dressing...two fucking liters of it.

"Don't be frugal" he says.

What kinda petty ass childish shit LMAO I'd literally pour it on his head for bringing that to me. Satan laughed though so I guess that's his kind of humor, and everyone else tried to not laugh either. Sitri ofc was not amused lol but I guess Amy won this round.

So it sounds like tomorrow we will FINALLY know why they hold these meetings and why it's spread out by five years each time.

So far I'm really liking the banter between the two. It's really something. it also makes me want to really write them together b a d l y. Like there's so many things I could give the reason for why they hate each other so much.

But that's day one and two ya'll. Thankfully nothing has me off track so I can follow each day at a time ^^

See ya'll at the next react lovelies <3

[starhvney]

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𝐂𝐖: lots of cussing(reader is done with the bs), a bit of violence, nothing else though? kind of a fluffy and slice of life chapter after that!

𝐀/𝐍: new chapter! i hope you guys enjoy :) it felt a bit rushed but it's out nonetheless

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𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 ☆ 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒

“a sleepover?”

“yeah! i’ve never had one, but don’t you think inviting a few of our girl friends over would be really fun?” aphmau chirps.

how does she manage to be this energetic so early every morning? especially when you both were up so late last night.

“plus… i was talking to my mom about everything that happened and she thought it would be a good idea. you know, to get close with supportive friends and take our minds off… everything.” she continues, lacing her fingers together behind her back as we walked.

you nod slowly, eyes drifting down to the pavement. it was so easy to get caught up in all of the drama you’ve been subjected to that it makes you forget the actual friends you’ve made—which was a much higher number than you had been expecting when you got to this school. a little reminder wouldn’t hurt, that’s for sure.

“that’s… a really good idea, aph.”

“i know! i wasn’t super sure who all to invite though, so i figured i’d ask you, and then maybe katelyn?” she asks, a bit unsure. “i’ve never had a slumber party though, so i was stressing over both the gene situation and trying to think of activities to do last night.”

to be honest, with your morning brain, you didn’t hear most of that. “kate’s cool. she’ll know what to do.”

“i thought so too!”

“hey guys!”

you both turn to see laurance jogging up to you two, lips curled up in a fond smile as he waves you down. 

“oh!” both you and aphmau stumble as he wraps an arm around each of your shoulders, dragging you with him as he slows to a walk.

“well good morning to you, too,” you snort. “you didn’t say you were walking this morning. we would’ve waited.”

“yeah, i didn’t know until the last minute either. cadenza has been fighting off some bad senioritis this year, so she decided right as we were supposed to leave that she was gonna skip today.” he sighs.

“if i was allowed to skip i would too. i don’t blame her,” you muse.

“same.” aphmau blows away a strand of hair from her eyes and sags her shoulders.

“woah, you two. you’re a sophomore and you’re only a freshman, aphmau. you guys can’t talk like that when you’re not even halfway done.” laurance squeezes both of your shoulders before letting go, walking between you two.

“oh come on, like you’ve never wanted to fake sick for school,” aphmau jabs.

laurance shrugs, light chuckles falling from his lips. “…i guess i have on occasion.”

he glances over at you, his expression slightly falling. he tilts his head, poking your cheek.

“hey, you look really tired.”

“gee, thanks.” you deadpan, causing him to chortle out a sudden laugh.

“no! i don’t mean you don’t look good, you just look really sleepy. your eyes are all…” he tilts his head, squinting his own eyes and giving you a sad puppy look. “…like you’re gonna fall asleep standing up.”

your eyes roll as you shake your head, gently pushing his face away with a scoff. “surely i don’t look that pathetic. but i did have trouble sleeping last night.”

“same.” aphmau sighs again.

the three of you are at the school’s steps by now, making your way up to the school doors just as the first bell can be heard from inside.

“crap, i can’t be late again!” aphmau turns to you and laurance, giving a small wave as she already starts to take off. “bye guys! see you at lunch!”

and she’s running through the doors, her purple hair ribbon bouncing as she rounds the corner.

“she does know there’s five minutes until the tardy bell, right?” laurance muses, eyebrows raised as you both watch her disappear through the halls.

“she’s being proactive, laurance,” you say, bringing your hand to your chest with a sentimental expression. “not too long ago was baby’s first detention, and now look at her go. they really do grow up so fast.”

laurance brings his hand to his face as he cackles. “this again! that’s so,” he takes in a breath, “dumb!”

“i'm impressed at how fast those little legs can run. soon it’ll be baby’s first track meet. aren’t you so proud?”

“shut up, i’m begging!” he rests his hand on your shoulder as he silences his giggling, before suddenly straightening up and staring at you with a solemn face. “not funny.”

“rude! last time i try to keep an inside joke with you!” you huff, crossing your arms and sending him a scornful look back. 

“no no! i was kidding!”

“my biggest hater, for real.” you shake your head in disappointment.

laurance draws out your name with a pout, leaning into your side dramatically.

“ok fine i forgive you!” you bump him back into standing straight. “you sure you should be captain of the soccer team? i’m thinking drama club is calling your name.”

“what are you trying to say, huh?” he narrows his eyes.

“you’re a,” you cup your hands around your mouth. “drama. queen.”

laurance sticks his tongue out at you. “if you can’t handle it when i sass you back, just say that.”

you hold up a hand, rolling your eyes as you rush ahead of him to get into homeroom first. 

“hey, wait,” laurance says, suddenly sounding serious as he pulls you back by your arm.

you turn to look at him, nervously side stepping out of the way as some girls give you a once over before going inside. laurance still hasn’t let go of your arm.

“what is it?”

“just… you’re good, right?” he looks a bit worried, briefly glancing around at the other students as his hand subconsciously tightens. “i know i’ve kinda been annoying you about this whole situation with… you know. but-”

“it’s fine. i’m not going to talk to any of them anymore.” you stop his rambling, patting his hand.

seeming to realize how urgent he was sounding, laurance straightens his back and clears his throat, letting go of your arm. his expression shifts to relief and a slight twinge of sheepishness.

“…you’re not?”

“no. i…” you sigh. “almost got in a bad situation because of them, so. i’m cutting them off, even if they spread rumors.”

“can’t you just tell me what they’re using against you?”

the halls still lingered with other students, many of which could likely be in earshot of your conversation. based on laurance’s popularity and the girl and boy who conveniently just stopped to lean on the wall next to him, you were sure your discussion was not private here.

“i will. but, it’s too complicated to explain here. just know you don’t have to worry about it anymore. okay?”

he nods, sighing before giving you a brief smile. “…okay.”

“and you aren’t annoying me. i really appreciate you looking out for me, laurance.”

“yeah, of course. you’d do the same for me, right?”

“of course.”

☆

is it criminal to use the bathroom in this school or are you haunted by some sort of ghost that sends bad side quests your way anytime you needed to take a piss?

you genuinely needed to use the restroom, but the universe apparently forbids you from doing so as you stare down gene him-fucking-self standing in your way.

you suppose you have to go through with what you agreed with aphmau and told laurance, anyways. avoiding him would only prolong this confrontation. it was still intimidating though, especially with how he towered over you, leaning in and pressuring you to agree on his every whim without even needing to say a word.

“are you ever in class or do you like staring at the school’s hallway floors that much?”

“kitty! i’ve been looking for you all day.” he completely ignores your jab. “we’re going to skip again.”

the face you make is involuntary, lips curling into a grimace and eyebrows turning up. “didn’t you promise you wouldn’t ask me to do that again?”

“i changed my mind.”

“like hell you did. i’m not skipping.” you quip back, crossing your arms.

“what was that?” gene cups a hand around his ear, leaning in. “you want a certain picture to—”

“hey, gene!” a familiar voice interrupts your lovely conversation.

you look over to see zane, his face looking really hopeful considering his usual lack of excitement. he looks so young right now, with his round freckled cheeks and icey eyes widening as he notices you. in just the month it’s been since you had met him, you swear he’s gotten just a bit taller.

no. he doesn’t look up to gene, does he?

gene’s face shifts to something genuinely scary. you could tell it was anger, or maybe just annoyance, but his face didn’t contort or wrinkle. instead his jaw sets, dark blue eyes eerily flicking over to the boy.

“not you again.” he takes a long stride closer to the boy, before putting full force into shoving him over onto the floor. “i told you to stay away from us.”

“what the fuck?!” you interject, hand clasping onto his blazer and trying to pull him back from zane. he doesn’t move much from your efforts, though he does look back at you and grabs onto your wrist.

a small groan of pain can be heard from the ro’meave. it looked and sounded like he fell hard.

“c’mon. we’re going.” he says, attempting to walk away with you in tow.

“no the fuck we aren’t.” you snap, ripping your hand from him and stepping back.

you watch as gene’s eyebrows fall, his tongue running across the inside of his lip.

“excuse me?” his voice is even and low, and it makes your stomach turn.

“i couldn’t give less of a damn what you do with the picture or what you tell people. i’m done with your shit.”

your hands are shaking. pins and needles.

his chin lifts, jaw shifting before setting back in place as he looks down at you. “…fine.”

“…what?”

“you and your little freshman win. fighting with you would be a bore. so if you’re done, you're done.”

you stare at him, eyebrows pinched together and mouth cracked open. “just like that?”

“yep.” he raises his hands before swinging them by his sides, backing his way down the hall. “enjoy class. i’ll see you later.”

he disappears off down the hall, but the tense air he created doesn’t leave. you have a hard time believing that, but it’s not your biggest concern as you turn and rush over to zane. he was now sitting up, still grimacing in pain.

“zane! are you okay?” you ask, holding a hand out for him to take.

he whips his head up to you with a glare, slapping your hand away as he stands up on his own, taking a few steps away from you.

“you made me look like a fucking loser in front of gene!” he says, voice cracked and face twisted in an ugly snarl.

you stare at him in complete bewilderment. “you were hurt.”

“obviously, i was! but i don’t need your help!” he snaps.

oh, this little… a tense angry chuckle leaves your lips.

“i just stood up for you, you little brat.” you grit.

he starts stepping backwards as you slowly start to advance on him, his upset and twisted expression turning into worry.

“yeah. i know your brothers, your dad, and your mom, you little shit. get over here.” you quicken your steps, fists clenched.

he turns around, sprinting down the hall with a yelp. you sprint after, still shaking from adrenaline. zane is still faster, and he doesn’t look back as he sprints off down a corner far away from you.

“i know where you live!” you shout after him, slowing down and stopping, catching your breath.

around the corner turns aphmau, who looks between you and most likely zane still running away with widened eyes and pure confusion on her face. “um…”

you place your hands on your hips. “restroom?”

“y-yeah?”

you spin on your heels, clasping your hands together in thanks that finally one thing can be easy for you, with the girl’s restroom being right there. “debrief.”

“…wh- okay.” aphmau sighs, following after you into the swinging doors.

pausing by the sinks, you both stare at each other with blank looks.

“so…”

“gene’s not going to bother us anymore.”

“what?! how do you know?” she leans forward, thin eyebrows shooting up. 

“i essentially told him to fuck off.”

“what—”

“and he said he was done since i fought back. i don’t know how much i believe that, but. it’s what he said.”

aphmau’s mouth is open and attempting to form words, but only confused noises come out. “o…kay? so what about zane just now…?”

“he just pissed me off but he’s fine.”

she blinks. “if you weren’t my friend i think i’d be scared of you.”

you scratch your head. “me?”

“yes, you! you told gene hyun to eff off and then chased another boy down the hallway as he ran away in fear! and both of them are scary and tall.”

you snort. “you shouldn’t be afraid of zane, he’s a dork.”

“a mean one!”

you shake your head, and after a moment you quietly start laughing and bring a hand to your eyes.

“what?”

“it’s only october.”

aphmau goes quiet, her lips pressing together. with a sigh she leans forward, going limp against you like a sack of potatoes and groaning.

you grunt at the sudden weight but quickly steady yourself, taking the opportunity to hug her back. closing your eyes you calm your nerves from the moment, wrinkling your nose when you feel tears threateningly prick against your eyelids.

the squeak of the bathroom door opening and the comforting deep voice of your blue haired friend cuts into the moment.

“woah, what’s going on here?”

you peek open an eye, extending one of your arms out towards her. katelyn raises an eyebrow but doesn’t ask, the taller girl walking over and wrapping her arms around the both of you. 

a few seconds pass. “so, why are we hugging in the girl’s bathroom at ten in the a.m.?”

“because we want to,” aphmau says.

“well okay then,” she wheezes. “sorry for asking.”

all three of you break out into giggles, leaning against the other before finally pulling away. realization dawns on you as you stare up at katelyn, and you shoot a pointed look to aphmau.

“what?…ooooohhhhh katelyn!” she spins and grabs onto katelyn’s arms.

“oh goodness,” she snorts. “yes?”

“sleepover. you, me, her… and who else?”

“a sleepover? that’s exciting.” katelyn smiles, looking between you two. “you’re asking me who else to invite?”

you both nod, and she chuckles before humming off in thought for a second.

“well, there’s teony and nicole! they’d be fun to invite… and i guess lucinda too.” she sarcastically rolls her eyes before looking back to aphmau. “how does that sound?”

aphmau nods with a bright smile. “perfect! i wanna make all the invitations asap!”

“like, physical ones? we can just ask them or send them a text.” you raise an eyebrow.

aphmau’s face falls sheepishly, and she taps her fingers against each other. “yeah…”

immediate guilt hits you at her disappointment.

“physical invitations! a perfect idea!” 

“yeah! it’s gonna be so cute you should totally do that!” katelyn rushes to say after you.

aphmau’s eyes light up again, making you and katelyn huff in relief.

“you think so? ahh!” aphmau squeals, clapping her hands together. “i can make them by tomorrow so they’ll have enough time to plan if they can come or not on friday! this is my first sleepover so i wanted to make the invitations extra cute. also, what should we do when…”

☆

“i accidentally invited someone else instead of nicole.”

“…huh?” you and katelyn lean across the lunch table.

“what do you mean you invited someone else on accident?”

aphmau wiggles in her spot across from you two, face sheepish and shoulders raised defensively. “i put the invitation on the wrong desk… i thought it was nicole’s but it wasn’t.”

“ugh, aphmau! you had one job!” katelyn groans, rolling her head forward. you reach out to keep her hair from falling in the school’s mediocre meal. “why didn’t you just say it was a mistake and take it back!

“i’m sorry! but i couldn’t! the girl i gave the invitation to is super duper sweet and she was so excited that i noticed and gave her the invitation i couldn’t tell her no!”

“who was it?” you question.

“nana ashida. she offered to bake for us and everything.”

you recall the pink-haired meif’wa you’d come across a few times before, the girl always soft and cheerful anytime you greeted her. “aw, i’ve met her before! she’s super cute.”

katelyn blows a strand of hair from her face. “well, we can still invite nicole, right?”

the girl taps on her tray nervously. “yeah… my mom might scold me for inviting too many girls but i’d feel bad if we didn’t invite her.”

“ask for forgiveness and not permission, that’s my motto.” katelyn nods, crossing her arms and pressing her lips.

“…that’s an awful motto.”

“hey! i’m still a good girl! sometimes you gotta work around the stupidly strict rules adults have.” katelyn quips back, pointing her fork at aphmau. “and you’re the one who got detention on the first week, so you’re one to talk…”

“hey!”

“what’re you three squabbling about over here?” garroth sets his tray down next to you, laurance taking the spot across from him.

“these two planned a little sleepover this weekend with some of the girls. aren’t they the cutest?” katelyn says, pulling you into her with one arm and reaching over to pinch aphmau’s cheek with her other.

“aw, well that’s nice.” garroth smiles, giggling and poking your cheek when you attempt to wiggle out of kate’s arm to no avail. damn she was strong. “any occasion, or just cause?”

you shrug, groaning when katelyn’s arm shifts into a faux headlock. “just—ugh!—just cause.”

garroth smiles that perfect grin, not seeming even slightly fazed by katelyn’s behavior. “well i hope you have fun. i’ve been meaning to plan a hangout at my house but i haven’t gotten to it yet.”

katelyn releases you with a cackle when you start pointing at her arm, going back to eating her food like nothing happened when you shoot her a glare.

“i know this is random,” garroth adds, twisting his chocolate milk carton around on the cafeteria table. “but speaking of you and aphmau i heard my mom talking about the both of you on the phone when i went downstairs the other night.”

great.

“oh, did you?” you fix your hair with a small laugh, glancing at aphmau from the corner of your eye. she’s staring with her cheeks stuffed, jaw frozen.

“yeah, sounded like drama or something with a boy.”

“uh oh…” katelyn leans in with a teasing tone. “were you two fighting over a guy? and i didn’t know about it?”

laurance is resting his chin on his hand, silently staring with an unreadable expression.

you wave your hands at everyone in a panicked dismissal. “no, no! it was nothing like that!”

garroth looks at you with a guilty smile, nudging katelyn away gently by her shoulder. “sorry, i didn’t mean to embarrass you. i just suddenly remembered and wanted to make sure you were okay. she sounded upset, so…”

“i just got into an argument, is all. aphmau, too. and you know how our moms are! they were just wanting to tell each other about it. but it’s all taken care of now, so no worries.”

please just drop it, sweet garroth.

he slowly nods, scratching the nape of his neck. “okay, good. sorry, that was an awkward time to bring it up.”

you shake your head. “you’re fine, garroth. thanks for checking.”

he shrugs with a relaxed grin. “if someone bothers you though, you should tell me.”

“mhm… i’ve realized i should open up more, so i will…”

“good.”

☆

aph: i’m nervous can you come earlier pls pls pls

you: omg hahaha

you: it’s just our friends

aph: i know but still T-T i’m just nervous idk what to do

you: i’m just teasing

you: i’m already packed and changed so i can go over rn

aph: yayayatatheiowocoajkdl

aph: ok i’ll be waiting :,)

“mija! you look so cute in your little pj’s! look at you!” sylvanna squeals, pulling you into the house and spinning you in a hug.

“thank—! you—!”

“mom! stop trying to steal my friend!”

“she’s my friend now, yo!” sylvanna giggles, sending a wink to the girl standing bewildered on the staircase before running and dragging you with her to the kitchen.

“that’s so not cool! you are so not my homegirl right now.”

sylvanna gasps like she just took a bullet to the chest. “i’m making snacks for you and all your little friends and you say this to me?!”

“word, yo.” aphmau crosses her arms, tapping her bunny slipper against the tiled floor.

the two burst out in laughter, and you can’t help but follow at the contagious sound.

“no, but seriously.” aphmau deadpans, and sylvanna shuffles over to the speaker she has set up on the counter.

“i’m just trying to hype you both up! ah! my mija is growing up so fast!” she flicks on the play button and single ladies by beyoncé comes on. “oh girl, i have tons of games you and your girl friends can—!”

“mom.” aphmau huffs. “this is my sleepover. not yours, remember?”

sylvanna starts swaying her hips and shaking her shoulders in a little dance. “well, i just—”

“mom!”

“…you’re right. sorry mija.” sylvanna sags her shoulders, but even aphmau’s rejection can’t seem to completely dampen her need to dance along to beyoncé.

you can’t help but feel bad, even though aphmau was kind of in the right here. shimmying up to her side, you start to imitate her dance moves, circling around the woman.

“ahhhh!” she cheers, clapping her hands and dancing around with you. “yes, girlfriend!”

aphmau stares at the both of you in horror, which only fuels her energetic mother as she starts to sing along and direct you to spin with her around the short girl.

“put your hands up!”

“i can’t believe you two right now! i’m going upstairs to finish getting my room ready!” aphmau groans, dashing from between the both of you to the staircase.

sylvanna leans into you, gold jewelry clinking as she claps her hands onto your shoulders and giggles.

“oh, isn’t she just the cutest? you are too, sweetie.” she coos, before spinning away from you and shuffling back towards the stove. “i’m going to finish up these snacks. why don’t you go upstairs, too?”

“okay, enjoy your jam sesh,” you muse, smiling as she points a finger up in the air and pops a hip.

“you bet i will, yo!”

aphmau wrinkles her nose at you when you shuffle into her room, sticking her tongue out. she’s shuffling through some magazines she has spread out on her carpet, most of them being from teen vogue, cosmopolitan, and seventeen. there’s a little basket of nail polishes beside her and near her tv you see a small dvd case opened to what looked like a few chic flics and rom-coms.

“you’ve got everything set up and planned, huh?”

“yeah… i’m sure everything will flow nicely once we’re all here and talking, but i wanted some things for backup just in case things get awkward or we don’t know what to do,” she says, pumping a fist with a determined face. “i’m going to make sure my first sleepover is the best sleepover!”

you set down your bag next to her bed, smiling at her explanation. “i think this is gonna be great.”

“i think so too!” she beams, before scrambling up from where she sat and running over to her desk. “and! i also have this camera i got recently and we can have a little photoshoot… if we wanted. and i also got this speaker so we can all listen to some music while we talk!”

you clap excitedly. “bravo! aphmau is the best sleepover planner in all of phoenix drop high!”

she takes a few bows while giggling, before brushing off fake dust from her shoulders. “no biggie, easy work for me!”

“i love your pajamas, by the way. they’re adorable.”

pastel pink flannel pants paired with an off-the-shoulder white sweater and bunny slippers to match? she really looked like a cute protagonist from a teen romance movie.

aphmau gasps, setting her hands on her hips as she looks down. “o-m-g, thank you so much! i love yours too!”

“thanks–” a knock from downstairs interrupts you two, and aphmau doesn’t waste a second before sprinting to her door and to her staircase.

“hold on!” you giggle elatedly after her, sprinting down the staircase as she flings open the door.

lucinda and teony wait outside, the latter clicking the lock button on a yellow volkswagon beetle that now sat in the driveway.

“is that yours, teony? it’s so cute!” aphmau squeaks, leaning into her doorway to get a better peek.

“yep! i got my license at the beginning of this month after i turned sixteen in september!” teony excitedly smiles.

recently she had gotten her hair styled into knotless goddess braids, the light brown color she chose perfectly contrasting against her skin and framing her round face. lucinda looked like a total bombshell as she always did, her skin glowing and ginger hair blown out into perfect curls.

“i’m so jelly! i want a cute bug when i get my first car! oooh, and it’s a convertible? you have to take me for a ride in it sometime.”

“well since you asked, of course i will.”

the four of you snack on the fruit kebabs with caramel dip and churros that sylvanna had prepared for everyone in the kitchen, and another knock on the door comes not long after. nana came in, the meif’wa sporting the sweetest eager smile on her face as she held up a red velvet cake she baked for everyone. after hoarding all of the snacks upstairs into the bedroom there’s a knock on the door again, and aphmau dashes back downstairs to let in katelyn and nicole.

“so, cutie,” lucinda shuffles next to you, nudging your shoulder with hers and playfully fluttering her eyelashes at you. “do you know what aphmau has planned for tonight?”

teony and nana sit across from you two, leaning in anticipation as they shuffle through the magazines laid out.

“oh, i don’t know!” you shrug your shoulders. “she has some movies, music… these silly magazine quizzes.”

“i think they’re fun!” nana giggles, picking one up. “don’t you want to know what love language you are? or when you’ll meet your next love?”

teony breaks out into an amused grin, picking up a few herself. “perfect kiss tips you have to try? and am i in love with my guy best friend? ooh la la, why does aphmau have these?”

the girl in question comes back in through the door, the final two guests following in behind. they both looked cute, nicole sporting a tank top with basketball shorts, and kate with some flowy pants with suns and moons on it and a form fitting blue tee.

nana shifts in place when she sees nicole, the two awkwardly waving at each other as the girls join the circle on the ground.

“what’s up guys?” katelyn inquires, tapping her hands on the carpet.

“we were just wondering what was on little aphmau’s agenda.” lucinda coos, looking over to the freshman with a small tilt of her head.

“oh, uh.” aphmau starts, tucking her legs up under her chin when everyone looks over to her. “we could all watch a movie! have you guys seen twilight?”

everyone nods.

“oh, aphmau, darling, dearest.” lucinda playfully tilts her head. “everyone’s seen twilight, what rock have you been living under?”

“homeschool.”

“i think jasper is so hot.” nana giggles behind her hand, and katelyn groans.

“can we not talk about twilight? it is such a horrible movie.”

“says the one who has a poster of it in her closet…” lucinda teases.

“and has a copy of the book on her shelf…” nicole adds with a snicker.

“ugh! both of you, i swear—”

the group starts to giggle, and teony speaks up in her student council tone before the three can start squabbling again. “okay, you three. i don't want to see any fighting between the two of you. it's little aphmau's first sleepover, so let's make it a good one.”

aphmau giggles nervously. “sorry guys, i’m not too sure what happens at sleepovers.”

“well, we can start with a bit of gossip.” lucinda wiggles her eyebrows. “you know, just a little way to get to know each other more and talk about stuff.”

teony comically purses her lips, crossing one leg over the other and placing both hands on her knee. “i love gossip. do tell.”

“okay, fine.” katelyn says, before standing and striding over to the open window. “but first let’s shut this. don’t want any secrets getting out.”

“who’s gonna hear us from the window?” aphmau questions, eyebrows raised.

“you never know.” she slides the window shut, flicking the lock before returning to the circle.

“i’ve got something. why don’t we talk about ivy?” lucinda raises a brow, her nose wrinkling in distaste. “did you guys see her hanging all over garroth the other day?”

your eyes dart to aphmau, before inconspicuously turning to glance at everyone. there seems to be a collective grimace on everyone’s faces, even nana who quietly nods with a little frown. aphmau stares back at you for a split moment, seeming surprised.

“she’s so pathetic. she does that bitchy thing where when you say something she looks at you like you said something stupid or wrong.” katelyn rolls her eyes. “like give me a break and get over yourself. so glad she didn’t end up joining the volleyball team, i might’ve strangled her.”

“for once, i agree with you there.” lucinda sassily nods. “her nice girl act is really irritating.”

“well, garroth is super hot!” nana says, the sweet freshman seeming unaware of ivy’s existence.

“no need to play devil’s advocate, nana. ivy sucks.” lucinda says. “but, you can say that again about garroth. laurance is pretty hot, too.”

“ew!” katelyn fakes a gag in disgust. “teony can you believe this?!”

“i’m personally not into them, but you can’t deny they’re cuties, kate.” teony chides, shrugging her shoulders.

katelyn rolls her eyes. “ugh, fine. they aren’t ugly, i’ll give them that.”

“jeffory is cuter, huh?” lucinda snickers, mischievously prodding at the blue haired girl.

“lucinda!” she shouts in offense, her pale skin turning pink against her cheekbones.

there’s a collective ooh and giggle in the group, before nana pipes up again.

“jeffory, like, the senior? i can totally see katelyn with him! i ship it!”

aphmau gasps. “wait, nana. you ship things too?!”

glancing over at teony, you happen to make eye contact with her. the poor academic looks completely confused, eyebrows pinched as she glances back over to the younger girls.

“um, ladies? what does a boat have to do with this?”

nana grins at her, seeming excited to explain. “shipping is when you want to put two people together who you can see in a relationship. get it? it's usually just for fun!”

“seems innocent enough.” katelyn supposes with a shrug.

you, nana, and aphmau laugh at the same time.

“have you ever been in a shipping fandom, katelyn?” aphmau asks.

“…nope. this is the first i’ve ever heard of this.”

aphmau nods solemnly. “you sweet child.”

a part of you cringes internally.

“i’m older than you?”

“in any case, i ship a lot of people together at school! and i definitely ship katelyn and jeffory.” nana gushes.

lucinda leans back on her hands. “well, you don’t have to, becau—”

katelyn suddenly jumps up from sitting cross-crossed onto her knees, looking like she may leap across the group to knock out the ginger with her bare hands. “lucinda, that’s nobody else’s business!”

aphmau awkwardly laughs, looking over at you.

“geez, fine fine. but you know, it's not a secret. you make zero effort to hide it at school.” lucinda giggles.

“i honestly thought it was public knowledge…” you add, and katelyn deflates onto the floor with a huff.

“uh…” aphmau rocks in place as she finds a subject change. “nana, you said you ship a lot of people together at school?”

nana nods with a cute little smile. “mhm! even you!”

“oh no…” you mutter, remembering your first encounter with the meif’wa and her giggling over aphmau and that aaron guy.

“really? who?” aphmau questions, her eyes drifting off in thought. “like… someone like gar—”

“with that one scary guy you’re always arguing with!” nana chirps, and aphmau’s jaw drops.

“what?!”

“scary guy?” katelyn questions, looking to lucinda who clarifies.

“the tall one that doesn’t talk to anyone?”

“with the scratched up face?” teony adds.

aphmau looks horrified.

“oh yeah… now i know who you’re talking about! what’s his name?” katelyn looks between them.

“yeah, i know who that is. aaron lycan right? has a ton of detentions?” nicole leans in, elbows resting on her knees.

“you can’t be serious, nana!” aphmau huffs.

“i’m totes serious! i’ve seen it!” nana insists, pointing at you. “she has, too!”

aphmau whips her head at you with an accusing glare and you turn to stare at the posters on the wall. 

“i just like what i see! he stands up for you and stares when you’re not looking!” nana adds on, trying to drive home her point. 

“ugh! no way! that guy is a complete jerk! not in a million years would i ever even consider being with that guy!” aphmau fumes, crossing her arms.

“what about that cute little freshman with the braces that’s been crushing on katelyn?” lucinda teases.

“you mean travis?” you ask, glancing over.

“ugh, no…” katelyn groans.

“aw, i think he’s sweet,” you say, aphmau nodding along.

“and already the best of friends with dante,” nicole adds in with a grimace, clearly having distasteful feelings for the boy in question.

nana is suddenly quiet, biting at the inside of her cheek and ears flat against her hair, ruffling the cute pink bows tied near them.

“and that’s all i need to know to say hard pass.” katelyn says.

“oh.” you press your lips together, eyes darting to nicole. “were you one of the ones he dated and…”

“yep.” she deadpans, popping the p. “and poor nana here was the other one. we’re cool though.”

nana nods sheepishly. “yeah… nicole and i had no idea the other was dating him. it was very much a middle school summer fling for him i think. he has a lot of maturing to do.”

“it’s that damn older brother of his.” nicole rolls her eyes. “i was pissed at first, obviously. and even nana was, too. but she talked me out of getting back at him, which i’m glad for. i feel more mature from it.”

teony brings her hands up to her cheeks. “aw… well i think a sweet girl bond formed out of that experience.”

“and nana is right,” lucinda adds. “don’t put much faith into a fourteen year old boy with a delinquent older brother.”

“you can say that again,” katelyn scoffs, before leaning over to pick a movie from the case. “anyways. how about we watch a movie instead of talking about boys?”

aphmau nods eagerly, jumping up to her feet and dashing to her closet to pull out a bunch of blankets and strew them out on the floor behind her. “let’s make a big sleeping pallet and we can all sleep together!”

“there’s a perfectly good bed right there that could definitely hold three of us.” katelyn says, raising her eyebrows.

“well,” aphmau huffs, walking to her bed and throwing the pillows down onto everyone’s legs. “i want to have a big cuddle session on the ground with everyone. if you wanna be lonely up there, you can.”

katelyn scoffs and rolls her eyes, faking an angry cat meow before grabbing one of the pillows. “okay, fine! i’ll mind my business then.”

you crawl closer to katelyn, leaning over her shoulder as she flips through the dvd album. “what are we feeling? looks like most of these are romance, huh?”

katelyn hums, blowing some air out of her lips. “yep. there’s some comedy and chick flics too. white chicks, mean girls, ooh ten things i hate about you.”

“you know you kind of remind me of kat from that movie.” teony suddenly says, appearing on your side, munching on a fruit kebab and giving katelyn a little look.

“don’t they literally describe her as a heinous bitch?” katelyn deadpans at the two of you.

teony starts to cackle, leaning into you and consequentially dog piling onto the girl. katelyn groans, arm reaching around you to lightly slap onto teony’s back.

“i think kat’s cool! it wasn’t an insult. but–” she giggles. “–you immediately proved my point anyways!”

“yeah, she’s iconic.” you add, groaning from being sandwiched between the two. “now please get off…”

teony apologizes, though it sounds pretty half-assed with her continued laughter as she rolls off of you onto the now freshly made pallet of blankets on the floor. katelyn rolls her eyes and helps you up as she randomly chooses a movie from the case and pops it into aphmau’s dvd player.

soon you’re laying between lucinda and nana as the movie plays, though it’s barely paid attention to as the girls quietly giggle and chat. the fairy lights aphmau has hung throughout her ceiling is the only thing besides the tv that lights up the room, and you quietly stare up at them as you listen to the chatter.

it’s one of those moments you want to be able to go back to when you know you’ll inevitably have to be stressed again. it’s like listening to music in the car at night, or swinging in a hammock when there’s a perfect breeze.

you hear your name softly called from your side, and you turn to see nana looking at you with her round eyes, the gold color in them shining against the twinkling lights above your heads.

“yeah?”

“you were the other one besides aphmau to plan this sleepover, right?” she asks, her ears twitching.

“yeah, i mean, i didn’t do much but i guess i helped a little.”

“thank you for inviting me, this was a lot of fun! it’s the best sleepover i’ve ever been to.” her voice is quiet and full of genuine gratitude. it makes your heart squeeze a bit in your chest and you have to resist the urge to awe and pinch her cheek.

“yeah, of course, nana. i’m glad you’re having a good time. thank you for bringing that cake, by the way. it was delicious!” you grin back.

her eyes light up, and you feel her feet wiggle next to yours. “really? i’m so glad you liked it!” she quietly squeals. “i love to bake!”

“really? maybe we can bake together sometime.” you suggest.

“o-m-g, can we, please?” she whispers, tapping her hands excitedly against her shoulder.

“yeah, definitely!”

lucinda shifts next to you, her head leaning to rest on your shoulder. “will i get to taste test?”

you hear nana quietly huff, as she shimmies closer to you. “are you trying to steal my baking buddy?”

“maybe i am, what about it?” lucinda coos, quietly snickering.

“that’s not fair!” nana pouts, hugging onto you and reaching up to playfully pat your hair in an act of possessiveness.

“did you guys already meet before this?” you ask, confused by their very sudden casualness with each other.

“she’s my rival in magicks class.” nana points a small glare at lucinda as she starts to play with your hair. “we both keep swapping like every other week on being the top student in that class.”

“more like one sided rivalry. i know i’m the best.” lucinda preens.

“ugh, you!” nana starts, before turning her attention back to you. “can i play with your hair? we can match ribbons!”

“um, sure?” you agree, and lucinda rolls her eyes in amusement before continuing to cuddle on your shoulder, turning her attention back to the movie.

the meif’wa quietly cheers as she pulls one of her ribbons from her hair, her fingers gently reaching back up to your head. she grabs a lock of your own hair, nails ghosting against your scalp while you hear the ribbon fold between her hands. your eyes flutter shut as you go back to listening to the others, the tv light softly flashing across your eyelids. a deep breath has you sinking against the blankets, and your mind begins to float away into a much more peaceful slumber than you had been experiencing for a while.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for giving someone an ultimatum without letting them know and then ghosting them when they failed said ultimatum that they didn't know about?

This happened a while ago, but I still think about it occasionally.

So I (18F at the time) had a friend, S (18 FTM) in high school. (when this takes place) We weren't super close, as we'd only met senior year and would only hang out at lunch, since we had no classes together. We had a pretty average high school acquaintance/friendship.

Then on the Friday before finals/graduation week, S confessed that he thought I was cute and asked me out on a date. I said yes, as I had a secret crush on him but didn't act on it before, as I didn't want to ruin the friendship/make it weird. So I was glad my feelings were reciprocated. We cuddled and held hands at the rally that day (too nervous to actually kiss or anything in front of the whole school yet) and exchanged numbers with the intention of going on a date in the near future, as he couldn't go after school that day.

This is where I feel I might be justified.

After I got home, I texted him "hey we never actually decided on a day/time for a date. I'm free any time, when is good for you?" And we ended up deciding to meet up after school the following Monday. Then we spend the weekend texting about dumb shit.

Monday rolls around. I don't see S at school, but figured it wasn't a big deal, as we didn't actually have any classes together. After school, I wait by our agreed upon meeting place and he doesn't show up. I text him, asking what was up and he responds that he didn't go to school. He didn't feel like going, so called out "sick". (I'm not belittling his sickness, he literally told me that he wasn't actually sick, he just didn't feel like going to school and had his mom call him in sick)

For whatever reason (I was young? Dumb? Bored? Liked him? All of the above?) I forgave him for standing me up and told him we could go on a date whenever he was free and was able to get a ride or I could get a ride to his place if he wanted, as S lived in the next town over. (Neither of us had cars and public transportation in our area was not great)

Then he strung me along for an entire summer. We would text almost daily. (I use the word "text" very loosely- he exclusively used snapchat- I actually grew to HATE snapchat during this time, as he refused to text on the phone and insisted I download snapchat just to talk to him....bro wtf) We'd mostly talk about inconsequential shit- what show we were watching, what music we were listening to, etc. Every once in a while, I'd go "so...about that date...?" and he'd blow me off, making an excuse about not having a ride or something lame.

I gave him an out pretty early on. After the 2nd or 3rd excuse, I said "hey it's cool if you asked me out on a dare (it's happened before) or if you changed your mind or something. I swear I won't be mad, just let me know now so I don't waste my time" S insisted that he actually intended to go on a date, he just had transportation trouble.

This is where I may be the asshole.

So, after a whole summer (I think it was the end of August or maybe even September) I got fed up and decided in my head to test him secretly. I decided (without informing him of my plan, of course) that I was going to give him one last chance to take me on a date or I'd ghost him. I would ask him one last time when he was available to go on a date, and if he still made excuses, I would ghost him.

So I did just that. I asked him, he made some excuse about not having a ride, and I cut off contact. When I thought of this test, I had also noticed that lately, I would always be the one to message him first and initiate conversation, so I also wanted to test if he would contact me first, as a 2 in 1 test.

HOWEVER, I didn't block him. I just stopped contacting him first and ghosted him with no explanation. He could've contacted me at any point, but didn't.

I never saw or heard from him again.

I know he's the asshole for asking me out, standing me up, and stringing me along, but am I also the asshole for giving him an ultimatum without his knowledge and ghosting him?

What are these acronyms?

[menacinmasochist]

AU DL story: All the DL boys are not vampires, just human teens in NYC. (Story includes: Drugs, Sex, Stupidity, Mid90s and Kids inspired)

This was going to be the summer I will never forget. I had just turned 17, in late June, growing up in New York City, I was always by myself, I lived in an apartment complex with my father but he was rarely home due to his work. My father always told me to just go home after school and I had chores to do so I never really cared to make friends, I just focused on my studies and staying home, cooking, cleaning and reading. Summer came along pretty quickly...I didn't want to start my senior year with no friends. I told myself I would try to make friends this summer. I was honestly determined. It's kind of pathetic really.

It was a Friday morning, and I decided to go out for a walk around the neighborhood, I've lived here my whole life and not once have I just spun the block. I looked around and noticed a few guys at the local park, they were playing basketball and skateboarding around, doing cool tricks, I was pretty impressed by their tricks, I decided to go inside the park and sit on the bench to silently observe. I noticed a few girls that looked my age or slightly older, hanging around too and watching the guys. I began to doze off thinking how cool it would be to befriend them, but of course I am slightly (super) shy. My dozing off was abruptly disturbed by a basketball coming towards me. I get hit in the face and my nose starts to bleed...my freaking luck. "Fuck, shit! I'm so sorry, you good??" a boy's voice said to me, he has spunky red hair, he was actually pretty cute, I look up at him holding my nose and I just say "yea" he sees the blood and panics a little. "You are not okay, hold on , I gotchu right now." he tells me and takes his shirt off and gives it to me to use for my nose. Another guy comes up to us, he’s got raven black hair and glasses, he looks at the redhead with such a bruh face. “Ayato I had napkins..anyway are you okay? We can take you to the nearby urgent care” he insisted, he was super polite too. I didn’t want to come off as annoying but I did feel like passing out so I simply said yes. Both guys called over all their friends, it was 4 more guys and they escorted me to the urgent care. Skateboarding on the way there. They introduced themselves to me, and it turns out they were all close childhood friends and they have always lived in the neighborhood too, I swear I’ve never seen them before.

We arrive at the urgent care just to find it shut down completely. “Fuck shit man wtf” Ayato let out. “We really walked all the way here for that??” Shu commented. “Fuck it, let’s just take care of her at your place then” Subaru told Shu, all the guys agreed. “No no it’s fine don’t worry yourselves” I told them, honestly I was kind of scared to be at an apartment alone with guys, though they seemed really cool, it just felt weird. “Yea not a chance, we’re taking care of you I’m not about to get sued or charged with hurting a cute girl” Ayato stated, all the boys agreed and off we went.

Shu seemed pretty cool, he had his own apartment, his parents had moved and left him the apartment as long as he pays them monthly, he would have parties and girls over all the time apparently but he wouldn’t really be interested in engaging, he’s just the chill guy with the accessible crib to go to , he smoked a lot of weed too, they all seemed to smoke but he smoked the most. After they helped fix me up, we all hung out at Shu’s, we drank and smoked a lot of weed. I had never smoked or drank but I did lie to them, I didn't want them to think I'm a lame loner. I liked how I was feeling, I was socializing so much with all these guys, they were super chill.

"Yo the bitches from the park wanna come up here, is that cool Shu?" Laito had asked, Shu nodded which caused Laito to smirk and dap up Ayato and Kanato. A few moments later, the girls from the park came upstairs and it became a party, the girls seemed nice too. "Hey, how do you know these guys? Ya'll seem close." one of them asked me, "Oh I just met them but they're pretty cool guys." I tell her, her eyebrows rise up a little and she lets out a chuckle. "I think Shu and Ayato are pretty cute, I fucked Laito before though but everyone has, he's community dick, have you tried him yet?" She asked me so calmly, I felt myself becoming flustered. "uhh no, he's not really my type." I try to say coolly, I was literally a virgin. "Oh you're Reiji's type." she said kind of loud, Reiji overheard "Yea he likes them young too." Another girl said, "I like them new, unlike you." Reiji remarked with snark in his voice. The girls got offended but tried to laugh it off.

I got away from those girls and went to one of the rooms in the apartment, Shu was sleeping on the bed, I guess he was tired of socializing, not that I even saw him interact with anyone to be honest. "Hey, is it alright to be here?" I asked him, he opened up one of his eyes and nodded. Subaru entered the room as well.

“Bro why do you always let all these loud ass girls here?” Subaru sounded super annoyed.

“Whatever it’s not that deep, just chill in here, I got a joint calling our name” Shu said, smirking at Subaru and me. He lit it up, and we all began taking hits of the joint. It felt nice, I was super giggly and talkative to the point that Shu kissed me. It was so random, I mean he’s hot though so I think it’s fine, but then Subaru kissed me as well. One thing led to the next and they ran a train on me. Yea this is definitely not an ideal first time, I was high and everything felt nice so I’m not complaining. I doubt I am Reiji's type now, maybe Laito, Ayato and Kanato would still have sex with me..oh man why am I even thinking this way??

After we finish, I clean the fluids off of me in the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror, I look so fucked up, I have to go home. I come out and let them know I am leaving, Ayato and Laito offer to walk me home, but I politely decline. "Alright fine, see you tomorrow then right?" Ayato asked, I nodded my head and smiled. I got out of there, this is going to be a fun summer.

[torantuga]

are.you.an.angel..

I've been looking for AleNoah as dads my entire life man!!! You're like.. sent from above!!

..

wait how did they get MK then..

did Noah and Emma have MK then divorce, and then Noah gained custody..or is she just adopted..

I don't know if you mind me doing this but like,

I like to imagine :3.. that Aleheather broke up and Nemma actually got married but divorced so then MK is just like..there. Then boom Noah and Alejandro meet again and they're like "btw did you know in World Tour I loved you" "fr!? Me.me too!" "do you wanna get married" "yea!!!!"

yea. (I may have gotten Raj into the mix..bleh.)

Wow this is incredibly long sorry about that drink water and have a lovely day!!!!!

-⏰

OKAY I ACCIDENTALLY MAY IR MAY HAVE NOT MADE A CHART THAT EXPLAINS THE AU THANKS TO THIS ASK (IN MY EYES) !!

i personally dont like the idea of the women in the respective relationships abandoning the men to let them be gay w each other, esp since so many people that write similar things end up making emma just straight up abandon the family cause of stress. its way too convinient yknow, jst my opinion, and it makes emma look bad (which shes way too awesome) i think she would be very close w the mudaliar-burromuerto family but as a close friend/honorary aunt sorta way.

but your idea of the au is cool! i like it.

this is kinda of like a long answer to your question being like. how did they have mk.....

okay so.

how did they end up together? i inspired myself from a fic that is literally just noah being alejandro's only visitor in the hospital post-WT. they become friendly and, since the burromuerto family sees alejandro as an embarrassment for being too vulnerable and letting himself lose the million dollars in front of many people, leaving him being kicked out, they eventually end up moving together! its kind of a slowburn college romance if im being honest. and once theyre juniors/seniors in college, they end up getting together.

so. hooow do they adopt mk? since its from birth? wouldnt they be super young? EXACTLY

theyre young parents due to alejandro being pressured from his side of the family to at least get a child if he's going to keep being a failure. this hurts ale deeply and he genuinely starts to panic, thinking he should raise a kid as soon as possible. he manages to convince noah that its true baby fever and that they'll be wonderful parents, even though normally "ideal" parents marry and then have children.

they search for a while and eventually come across someone who was thinking of adoption whilst pregnant, and the three of them worked very hard to make it possible. so in 2007, MK is born, and adopted into the mudaliar-burromuerto family. (i do not know SHIT about adoption so i wont make much detail about it)

of course, not being married and having a child was also critizised, so they quickly married around a year or two later. (it took a while to cut the burromuerto family out of his life, but back then ale was very young and very easily manipulated by his family)

so, around 6 years later, they adopt another kid, which was already a year old, but who really didnt have a name. he was dropped off at an orphanage when he was around 6 months old, but he didnt seem to be registrated anywhere. ale n noah, curious, took on the role to foster care this kid and came up w a name for him, which alejandro chose, nicolás. they adopted him soon after

so yeah full story!!! may be susceptible to change!! wahoo!!

[godisshook]

Movie Night

Zach was the best friend I could have. He was nice, a nerd just like me, and so so funny. One time, some bully tried to beat me up because I was gay, and Zach stood face to face with him and almost fought him if a teacher didn’t break them up before any fists could be thrown. He was the most genuine guy I knew, and when I found out we were both going to the same high school, I was overjoyed. He was incredibly driven, and despite him not being crazy smart, always was successful at anything he put his mind to.

Sometime during our sophomore year he started really getting into working out, and he was making some progress, but I would always joke that he was just a “muscular shrimp” to which he would usually reply, “At least I HAVE muscle.” And he wasn’t wrong, I was 5’7 and 115 pounds, not the most built individual, most definitely.

We were always hanging out until the pandemic hit later in sophomore year. All of a sudden we were home, and I couldn’t talk to my best friend like usual. We kept in touch through discord and would call each other almost every day after class. When Zach got a girlfriend our junior year, we stopped talking almost completely, and I had a breakdown. When we were back in class senior year, he had completely changed. His girlfriend cheated on him before the year started, and broke up with him three weeks before the first day of class. He started going to the gym a lot more it seemed and even took a firefighter course, which I thought was super cool, even if I would never say it to his face.

When we got back senior year, he looked completely different. A guy who was once 5’8 and only 130 pounds was now 6’2 and 185 pounds of pure muscle. He apologized for not talking to me for so long, saying that he needed time to just focus on himself, which I thought was bs but accepted because I still really valued him as a friend. In class, I would still joke with him, and he would welcome them, flexing as I said that his arms were too big, or he looked like a dorky jock if that was even possible.

The transition back made it so that we would alternate days going to class, and so we were still not seeing each other, but during one of his firefighting classes, I snuck in and attended with the teacher being none the wiser.

We also made a new tradition, a movie night over zoom. It was our way of still hanging out, even though we were busy and couldn’t just go to each other's places. I would constantly pick horror movies, and Zach would pick action every time. It was fun and allowed me to connect with my old buddy even as our lives became more hectic.

I noticed that as time passed, Zach became even more jock-ish, and would start calling me small and saying that he could easily lift me, which I took to great offense in a joking way of course. As we were watching Scream one night, I see Zach on my other monitor with his shirt off, flexing and looking straight at me. “What are you doing?” I say, looking at him incredulously. “Nothing.” he replied in a low tone. I shrug it off as him probably just being weird, and go back to finishing the movie.

I manage to sneak in a screenshot of him as he was doing it, and kept it in my camera roll for “blackmail.”

I would be lying if I said I didn’t think about that night the following week, and one day in class, while daydreaming, Zach interrupts my waking dream by saying, “Do you wanna come to my place for movie night this weekend?” I look up at him and reply, “Of course!” I felt as if the old days of our friendship were coming back, and was so excited to go. His parents were out of town, and this is the whole house would be empty aside from us two. We decide that it would be better if I just spent the whole weekend there, so packed a suitcase on Friday to bring over.

We played board games all day, and then went into playing Fortnite, which he hard carried me in, having to explain half of the game to me the whole time.

It was my turn to pick the movie again, and I wanted to pick Nightmare on Elm Street because I wanted him to see all the "classics." When I came back from a bathroom break, he said I had practically missed half the movie, to which I swiftly play-punched him in the shoulder, and then immediately regretted my decision as it felt like punching straight iron. Despite this, we start play fighting, but as I vastly underestimated his new strength, and vastly overestimated mine, I found myself pinned against the couch as both of my wrists were in his hands.

I look up at him, and as he stares back, I notice his sweatpants start to rise. As the shape of his cock takes form in his sweatpants, he begins taking off his jacket, and I rush to pull my shirt off. There's a mutual hunger, a horniness only created after years of knowing each other, and it was releasing itself tonight.

I rush to pull off his sweatpants, and begin sucking him off. "Fuckkkkkkk" he groans as I wrap my tongue around his shaft and start licking all over it. He pushes my head down on his cock as I gag, saying, "How do you like that?" "Itsthhh sooo guuuuddd" I say between breaths as his cock goes down my throat again. I had never seen him like this, it was like a beast took over him. He takes me and lifts me up, ripping my underwear and placing his cock into the hole he created in it.

He starts pushing me up and down on his cock as I'm on his chest, and every time he pulls me up he goes in for a kiss, a small bit of sweetness breaking through the roughness.

Slowly, he starts to walk upstairs, with me still being hoisted up, and with his dick in me. Every step up causes it to go deeper, and as he gets on the stair it comes out ever so slightly. I moan in pleasure as he does this, and he slaps my ass as I do. When we get to his bedroom, he throws me on the bed and rips off the shreds of underwear I had left.

He fucks me for what seemed like years, taking his massive cock and digging it all in my tight hole. It felt like it was going up into my chest, and I rolled my eyes back as he kept fucking. After the backshots, he turns me over and fucks me, hugging his body towards me, and sliding his dick in and out. His abs were grinding against my cock, and I came as he started pulling in and out of me quickly. With him going faster and faster, I felt his dick get warm in my ass, and soon he started to groan, and hot cum leaked from his dick into me, and he laid on my chest with his cock still in my ass.

As I was walking home commando, I couldn't help but think about how good it was, and texted him, "Where did you get THAT energy from?" to which he replied, "From wanting you since day one." I will admit, that made me blush. Zach was now my regular fuckbuddy, and the sex was mindblowing. I looked forward to our "movie nights" every week, and even though we would never make it through a movie again, at least I get good sex in exchange.

[geometricgiovanni]

YOU ARE NOW A PRETTY PRINCESS! ✨

This blog contains references to threats and violence. You have been warned.

(hey guys cool sexy man here to tell you first half is in-character, second half under cut is out-of-character)

HELLO! I MADE THIS ACCOUNT OUT OF SPITE OF THAT DISGUSTING THING THAT PLAGUES THIS GOD-FORSAKEN SITE!

NO, DON'T ASK ME ABOUT IT. IF YOU DO, I WILL CRUSH YOU! LETHALLY. You will feel pain. also he blocked me on all 8 of my accounts so um, y'know........

ASK ME THINGS! ASK ME TO DESCRIBE IN EXCRUCIATING DETAIL ASPECTS OF MY LIFE! ASK ME TO DO OBSCURE ACTIVIES THAT WOULD SEVER MY LIMBS IF I HAD ANY!

So here's some info in a similar format to my other blog, some things, such as boundaries, will be copied and pasted:

Blog Information✨

This is an ask/rp blog for Jeremy from regretevator, specifically the Jeremy referenced in @displ3azant. I might use this blog to more freely talk about my specific headcanons about characters from the perspective of an outsider, so that account is likely the only specific one referenced on this blog.

Jeremy in this blog uses he/any!

MAIN TAGS:

#geometric asks - Asks

#geometric posts - Non-ask related posts/reblogs

#ooc - Out-of-character post

BLOG OWNER 🔥

Hello! I am Hex! Yes, you will see me talking to myself! No, do not comment on it. Please refer to me using he/him or it/its pronouns.

My other accounts are: @hexexists - my main blog, if you receive notifications from this account, please know it is just me! @hexational - my regretevator blog @displ3azant - afformentioned Unpleasant rp blog

I'll try to respond to most asks with a drawing of some variety, and if it's something I can use to reveal little ass-shit and bull-dumps about my version of Jeremy.

Please note, however, I am not just one singular guy but also a senior who should really be spending his free time studying, so sometimes I will just give a text response.

Also to note: I am 17 years old, therefore a minor! Even if I was not a minor, I am still not comfortable with weird shit! Keep it in your fucking pants, asshole! Apologies if I sound rude, but holy shit the only blog gets SO many weird asks! I will just be blocking and ignoring any freaky anons, apologies if you are my friend trying to mess with me, but I genuinely cannot take any more risks.

Boundaries ✨

Shipping content: Shipping content is okay, but I don't care much for romance personally and so will likely not play much into it. Please don't push anything, I guess, and nothing that promotes proshipping or any kind of literally illegal pairing. If you dislike any direction taken ship-wise for this blog, then block me and move on with your day.

NSFW content: NSFW CONTENT IS NOT ALLOWED. I am a minor. Thx. Also, "suggestive" jokes are very selectively okay. Basically, if it makes me uncomfortable or is literally disgusting, it will be ignored and likely deleted, and I will probably make fun of you.

Roleplaying: I am totally okay with roleplaying and sending/responding to asks in character!

(ps: i'm also happy to rp with other regretevator ocs too, i think those r super duper cool)

That's all, really.

your mortal enemy,

-Hex