#hell I bought this game and I know exactly how bad they are

[livwritessometimes]

King of My Heart

: Mason Mount x singer!reader

: Y/n realises that she’s finally ready to let go of the past

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: Author's Note: Were you able to guess the title? If not well there will be a next part 👀

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Yourname: Life at it’s finest ✨

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kellypiquet: We should go to photo booths more often!!

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-> Yourname: Yessss!!! Next time we’ll take P too 💕

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maxverstappen: No more game night that’s for sure 👍🏻

→ Yourname: You’re just saying that because you lost at UNO

→ maxverstappen: I got 4 plus 4’s FOUR Y/N!!!! DO YOU THINK THAT’S A JOKE!

-> joaofelix79: seems like someone is still not over last night 🤭

-> Yourname: ikrrr like can you imagine 😂

-> User66: are you seeing Y/n and Joao’s CHEMISTRY!!! 😍😍

User02: why is mason not commenting???

-> User11: maybe because he doesn’t want to get involved with her and honestly good for him! She’s way to problematic for him anyways

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Yourname: Enjoying some down time 🕰️

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joaofelix79: I wonder who bought that book for you 🤔

-> Yourname: don’t know, some fan maybe 🤷🏻‍♀️

-> joaofelix79: is that so 👀

User00: Istg why are they playing with my heart like that JUST TELL US IF YOU’RE DATING OR NOT????

User44: you’re so pretty 😍

User69: Is that text from Joao 😏

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Yourname: This football thing is not that bad ⚽️

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masonmount: Maybe that’s because of a certain player 🏟️

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-> Yourname: hmm 🤔 I doubt that

-> User65: MASON AND Y/N OMGGG

-> User12: I ran THREE traffic lights to see this comment because my friends called me and started screaming 😭😭 I’m so glad that I did ✊🏻

joaofelix79: Wow I see how it is. How come you’re never at my game ????

-> Yourname: Now now there is no need to feel sad. Yk you’re my fav EA sports 😚

-> joaofelix79: WHYYY?? just let it gooo already 🥲

-> Yourname: never ✌🏻

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👤: Yourname, magui_corceiro

CelebGossip: Battle of the Ex’s! Y/n L/n and Margarida Corceiro were spotted having a heated argument in a club in Portugal. Y/n was at the club with some of her friends, who also happen to be acquaintances with Magui. It is believed that Joao was the one who introduced them to Y/n. According to bystanders, Magui saw Y/n and started making sarcastic remarks about her friendship with Joao. The two were later seen engaging in a heated discussion with wild gestures from both sides. Sources say that Y/n soon left the club. It is still not clear exactly what the exchange was about, but all we can say is that we’re eagerly waiting for their next encounter. 

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User66: I was so expecting to see Y/n throw hands!! I’m disappointed 😔

User00: I just wanna know what Lando and Joao have to say about this 😝

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Yourname: Why you so obsessed with me, girl I wanna know 😌

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joaofelix79: ���

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User21: Oh you shady lil thing!!!! AHHHH

User09: imagine being M***i!!!! I can’t 😭😭

User57: you’re so desperate! Can’t let go of Lando can you. Now you have to come for his girl as well 🙄

User32: oh I bet Y/n and Joao had so much fun taking these pictures!!! I WISH I COULD WITNESS THAT!!!!!

User77: You’re so petty. This is why things didn’t work out for you and Lando. Like I can’t imagine how happy he would have been after he left you. Poor Mason or Joao or whoever you’re dating. Best of luck to them cause they are sure as hell gonna need it. You’re so pathetic, get a life!

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Yourname: My broken bones are mending 🏖️

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kellypiquet: Best part was giving Max and Charles sand boobs 😂

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-> charles_leclerc: I still can’t believe you guys did that :(

-> alexandrasaintmleux: boo hoo Charles! Go cry me a river

-> charles_leclerc: You’ve been spending too much time with Y/n

-> alexandrasaintmleux: ik 🥰

-> Yourname: ily bbg 😘

-> charles_leclerc: NO BACK OFF 🤺

maxverstappen: I should have expected this. It was my fault I fell asleep 🙂

-> User58: NOO 😭😭 max is so used to this with Kelly and Y/n that he’s not even fighting it anymore

maxverstappen: @/joaofelix79 and @/masonmount why didn’t you stop them???

-> joaofelix79: they threatened to tie us to the ice cream truck 🥲

-> User23: waittttt did Max just confirm that Mason was also with them????????

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Yourname: And all it once, you are the one I had been waiting for ❤️

My new single King of My Heart out at midnight 🕛

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kellypiquet: I’m SO HAPPY for you!!! Words can’t express how happy I am

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-> Yourname: I love you so much kells

alexandrasaintmleux: Finallyyy!! Double dates whennn??

-> Yourname: For you, I’m ready to drop everything right now! Just say the word

-> charles_leclerc: @/Yourname 🤺🤺

joaofelix79: Wow! He had you at his game before me and now he has a song before me TOO!!!! Seriously Y/n it’s like you don’t wanna be friends or something

-> Yourname: You’re such a drama queen 👑

-> joaofelix79: Loud and Proud!!! 👸🏼

masonmount: I love you

-> Yourname: what a sap 😏

-> masonmount: I love you a little less now

-> Yourname: fine!! I love you too 💕

-> masonmount: ☺️

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[yonpote]

ok heres how i split up the dnp eras (loosely based on dan's timeline in his interview w anthony)

2009-2011: the Sillies era :3 dan refered to it as being a dumb teen just posting cuz he was bored, which is like, thats what all of youtube culture was at this time. they met and like fell in love or whatever you know the lore dont you. phil moved from his parents home to his first apartment in manchester, and dan technically moved to uni but really he moved into phil's apartment to take advantage of his washing machine and ps1 and. yknow. other stuff. they officially moved in together in 2011 yippee hooray, the phanchester apartment holds a special place in my heart

2012-2013: THE SHIFT. they started getting Serious about youtube as a career, doing more stuff w the radio, superamazingproject started in 2011 but THE SHIFT is very easy to observe when you compare the first season of sap to the last season. ALSO. they were NOT A DOUBLE ACT AND NOT GAY 🙄. it could also be called the No Homo era lmao idk this is when a lot of shitty things were happening wrt leaked information, harassment of their families, and just generally becoming more in the spotlight especially while still in the closet being a horrible experience. but also, they moved to london and got cool opportunities with radio stuff and were starting to actually make a living on this shit.

2014-2016: Peak Dan And Phil™ Era. at the height of their popularity. they realized oh shit, we ARE a double act and not only does everyone enjoy us best as a double act, WE enjoy working together. tabinof, tatinof, dapgo, still doing the radio every month up until they start touring, 7 second challenge app, gamingmas, what the hell DIDNT they do during this time period (what they didnt do was uhh take care of themselves and not overwork and not blur their work and personal lives so much to the point where they felt like the whole apartment was a film set.)

2017-2018: Gay Softlaunch Era (aka post-baking aka glass closet) the baby steps toward authenticity, moved to the double apartment to separate work and life, ii's whole theme, dan talking abt depression, phil getting the quiff, both of them being gay as hell in every way other than saying it explicitly. important things of note: TRUTH BOMBS dropped, Interactive Introverts happened, still uploading gaming vids and honestly by the end you could feel their fatigue. and then they hiatused dapg.

2019-2022: ok these four years each feel like whole eras in themselves, but also theres an overarching theme. THE GAY ERA.

2019: im gonna futher split this year in half. first half- dad left to buy milk so other dad is taking care of us. rough six months for dannies im sure. important phil thing of note- he changed his film set from his "bedroom" to a fairly basic but cute shelf backdrop. honestly prob didnt wanna keep pretending that was his bedroom considering.... second half- DAN AND PHIL GAY. dan uploads his magnum opus. phil comes out via tweet. they go to japan and its really gay and it's The Trip to japan for them like yes they first went in 2015 and again in 2023, but Japhan 2.0 Was The One. what does this mean? proposal? anniversary? idk exactly but it was gay as hell dude and theyve talked about that trip with such love in their hearts.

2020: Phandemic (sorry that was bad) but also where tf is dan again? even with the big C-word happening, it was business as usual for phil, regular vids but make em gayer, caught a pigeon nbd, and end of the year introduces the Stereo app show Phil and Phriends where he's had chats with pj, louise, his brother, seth everman?????, and finally. dan reappears. they reveal that they bought and FULLY PLANNED a house together and are ready to move!

2021: they don't move house for another like six months! basically their house was (and is??) still being worked on AND they were in lockdown AND turns out at the end of last year, they were kicked from their Life apartment and were now living in the Work apartment so you can imagine what all of this can do to their psyche and lowkey they were getting sick of each other like it wasnt just bordering on phivorce it was nearly Phurder. Phidow. but to fill the time so that DOESNT happen, my favorite fucking thing ever happens: Lockdown Lads (and all the other names). the first taste of what a dnp podcast would sound like, with the added bonus of chaotic listener interaction. oh yeah also dan wrote a mental health guide book whatever (IM KIDDING I REALLY LIKE YWGTTN I WROTE LIKE TWO REVIEWS ON IT NOW) and they finally become Homosexual Homeowners. theres quite a bit more dnp content this year, dan being on phils channel a bit more, the phodcasts, dan's gay and not proud special.... oh yeah and hometown showdown i guess AND TEXT VIDEO 2!!! my favorite and my namesake!!!!!!!

2022: Prophecy Year..... but they didnt get married. dan returns with another longass video to say: hey i hate being a youtuber and also youtube majorly fucked me over. but also fuck that im gonna do a weird talk show and ALSO GO ON TOUR WITH THIS APOCALYPSE THEME! phil actually... slows down this year. more dan uploads than phil somehow??? but also Dan Is Leaving me is posted and i go completely insane and become the deranged individual you see today. WHICH FINALLY LEADS US TOOOOOO

2023-present: The Unhinged Era. dan's tour was a huge Emotional success for him but uh not without its hiccups due to management and all that and i think he and phil finally realize. Fuck It Who Cares. dan flies back to england FROM AUSTRALIA to make sure he can be with his future ex-husband on his birthday. CAKE HEART EMOJI. YELLOW PLAID SHACKET. they go on a gamer date and post a picture of playing footsies in a cab. THE PHUDE HAPPENS. they go to japan again and while this one will never be The One it was still a well earned holiday this time with bryony! and they took a bunch of very cute film camera pictures.... THIS IS ALL JUST THE FIRST HALF OF 2023 BTW. in phil news, he talks about going to therapy and figuring out how to manage his anxiety!!!! he changes his hair again!! he hires an editor, phan is his otp, he teases about the gaming channel a couple of times but so many of us already dropped any hope of that returning- OH WAIT WHAT THE FUCK?!!!? HUH!??!? they returned, and more chaotic than ever before. the gayness upped to the max, the Weirdness on full speed, the Horniness at Very Scary Levels Oh God Stop Talking About Dogging, phil can swear uncensored now???? and this energy has continued into today...

[solar-wing]

⚣ Domestic Living With Jason 🩳

⚣🩳 A/N → I'm physically incapable of writing anything under 500 words. But, this was inspired by my love of compression shirts (especially the Under Armor ones and how I would do exactly this if my boyfriend tried to walk out wearing one). May start a series off this, we'll see. Warnings: Domestic Vibes. Married Energy. Suggestive Langauge. Swearing. Petty Jason.

⚣🩳 Summary → Domestic life is something. Domestic life with Jason Todd is another thing. One moment, you're ready to fight this man. Next moment, you're ready to fight this man. *wink wink* Wait, hold up. Jason, what the hell are you wearing?!

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REBLOGS & replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛

⚣ ENJOY 🩳

“Jason, hurry up! I need to get back so I can finish this essay.” Y/N yelled from the living room of his and his boyfriend’s shared apartment.

If you asked him a year ago what he figured living with his boyfriend would be like, he’d more than likely answer with a lot of freaking sex. Of course, other things came with it, but that was the first thing that always came to mind.

It also came with a lot of stay-at-home dates. Jason was unsurprisingly a natural homebody and loved to spend his evenings when he could with his lovely boyfriend cuddled against his body while watching a movie or playing a game and munching down on some takeout.

Truthfully, it was nice seeing how Jason was in a domestic situation. It served as a reminder to Y/N that under all those scars, grumpiness, and tough exterior was just a boy who wanted to be loved.

On the other end, living with Jason made Y/N take a long, hard look in the mirror and reflect on all the bad habits he had when living at home with his parents and starting college. For example, time management…

Before he started dating Jason, Y/N was the kind of person who waited till twenty minutes before he had to leave to start getting dressed. Whenever someone would text him and ask for his location, he’d respond telling them he was leaving the house now.

Then, when he was actually leaving the house and they’d text him again, he’d respond saying he was on the freeway. Truly, the best example of what not to do when he wanted to be on time somewhere.

After he started dating Jason though, and especially when they moved in together, Y/N sent a long apology to his parents who had tried for years to teach him better time management. The crazy thing about that was when they asked him why he was apologizing and he explained that Jason’s time management made him look like an angel, they didn’t believe him!

In their eyes, Jason was a saint who could do no wrong. Which was ironic considering Y/N’s dad promised to castrate any man who dared even look his son’s way. And his mom, well, not sure that’s really appropriate to mention.

Yet, when it came to Mr. Jason Peter Todd, he might as well have been hand-delivered from God himself. Maybe it was because his boyfriend could and would be late to anything else in the world (Lord knows Bruce went through hell and back just to get him to be on time for family dinner), but if it was anything involving Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N, he was twenty minutes early with a gift he picked up from the local Target.

It also could be that Jason was the world’s biggest kiss-ass (when he needed to be) and used that to wrap Y/N’s parents around his finger. Either or…

But now, since they were only going to the gym, Jason was of course taking his sweet time to get ready, which, every passing second was another snap of one of Y/N’s nerves. Truthfully, he would’ve just grabbed his keys and left without him, but the last time he did that, Jason went and bought a steering-wheel clutch to put on his car and hid the keys from him for two weeks.

Another thing Y/N’s parents would never believe about their son’s beloved boyfriend; the fucker was petty as hell.

“I’m coming, babe! Be out in a sec,” Jason yelled from behind their bedroom door.

“You said that five minutes ago!”

“Sorry, I don’t recall. Maybe you imagined it.”

This gaslighting motherfu–

Y/N had to take a deep breath to calm his growing impulsive need to bust down that door and slap the fuck out of his boyfriend’s neck. It didn’t help…

“You can’t hit your boyfriend. You can’t hit your boyfriend. You can’t hit your boyfriend,” Y/N mumbled to himself while tapping his foot against the floor repeatedly to distract himself from the ticking seconds passing by in his mind.

Two minutes later, the door opened and revealed his tall and bulky man looking ever so fresh and handsome. Though Y/N was still irritated beyond belief, the sight of his boyfriend’s handsome face who grew a smile and twinkle in his eyes when he looked at him always managed to dissipate his temper.

Not by much though. Jason’s neck still looked like a very bright and large target just waiting for a good sting from the palm of his hands.

Maybe Tim was right, they were a match made in heaven just off violent tendencies alone.

“That was not a sec,” Y/N reprimanded in a grumble.

Jason’s smile turned into a self-satisfied grin while he walked past his boyfriend to their coat closet, grabbing his abnormally large gym shoes. Seriously, what size is this man’s foot?

“Hey, it’s not my fault you waited till the last day to finish your homework.” He replied while tying his shoe.

“Um, actually it is. Every time I tried to sit down and work on it, you’d either start complaining about how I wasn’t paying any attention to you or you’d get randomly horny and start touching me in ways that shall not be named and I’d end up with your dick inside me.”

Y/N immediately regretted his words when he saw how Jason looked up from finishing his last shoe, a lustful blown look on his face as he eyed his body up and down. Thankfully, he didn’t seem like he was about to act on his impulses as he kept tying his shoe without looking before standing back up.

Why was that hot?

“Sounds like you need to practice self-control, sir.”

Oh, no he didn’t.

“Sir, I was already tempted to smack the back of your neck before. I beg you to not increase that urge.”

“Do it. I dare you,” Jason challenged, standing right in front of him with his towering frame. The tone in his voice and the look on his face were signaling something that Y/N was very tempted to answer, but he had to keep rationality in the forefront of his mind.

“You not worth it,” He responded, side-stepping him while going to grab his jacket.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Sir, don’t get fu–”

It was at that moment Y/N took a full look at his boyfriend, specifically what he was wearing. And while the sight was something he wouldn’t mind staring at, he definitely didn’t want other people staring at him.

“Excuse me, but what in the hell are you wearing?” Y/N asked, still looking him up and down.

Jason looked confused for a moment, also looking at his outfit, not seeing what the problem was.

“Um, a shirt and sweats? Is this a trick question or,”

“Why is it so tight? Who are you trying to show off for?”

This man was wearing a black compression shirt and gray joggers like it was just a regular Sunday. The Lord is watching, how dare he?!

Jason’s smirk immediately came back when he realized what he was really about, “Oh, what? I can’t wear tight clothes now to the gym?”

“Not unless you want me to fight bitches. Because, just in case you forgot, I do fight bitches.”

“Language, or I’m telling mom. And I like it when you fight over me,” He said while grabbing at Y/N’s waist.

He immediately popped the vigilante’s hands off him, “Don’t involve my mother in and hands off mister.”

“Our mother, thank you,” Jason corrected.

“It’s giving incestuous, and last time I checked, there is no ring on this finger and my last name is not Todd.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

Y/N was sat.

“I-, that was really hot and we’re gonna move on from that,” Y/N responded, and Jason once again had a cocky smirk on his face. Lord knows this man was more than likely dead serious. He’d drop everything and drive to a ring shop right now.

“Anyway, you need to go change sir. I don’t need them dirty, mud-bathing rats staring at what is for my eyes only.” Y/N responded, pointing back to their bedroom waiting for Jason to move.

“Oh, so I need to go change, but when you were wearing those tiny shorts, showing off what’s supposed to be for my eyes only, I got told to mind the business that pays me,” Jason asked with a laugh.

“Are you on my payroll?” Y/N questioned.

“No.”

“My point still stands.”

“You think you’re funny,”

“I think I’m hilarious, actually. In fact, I’m so funny, I’m going to get the extra small shorts I just got in the mail since you want to play with me.” Y/N turned around and sprinted for their bedroom.

“Oh, I’ll play all day,” Jason mumbled under his breath before throwing their gym bags down to the ground and kicking off his shoes before following his boyfriend into the room.

They did not make it to the gym, but they definitely got their workout in.

☀️ | Jason Todd/Red Hood | ☀️

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[mayaflowerxs]

JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY

Synopsis: San can’t already stand your best friend, especially when all she does is fill your head with negativity about him. But his breaking point may just be when she suggests you to start using a toy over him.

Warning: Smut / Fluff / Slight Angst . Swear word usage, jealousy, Best friend is an instigator, tension and use of sex toys. Sadism, creampie, pregnancy kink, + more.

Pairing: San x fem reader

San is a very caring person. He’s sweet, patient, a literal definition of a sweetheart. An art created by women, but he does have one little tick. And that’s not being able to stand your best friend. In most relationships it’s an either or situation.

Either the boyfriend and partner’s best friend get along great. Siblings from different parents even, jokes are made, slight bickers erupt. But for the most part, their main concern is trying to prove to the other they love their partner/best friend more.

Then there are those who absolutely can’t stand each other. The smiles sucked out of them as soon as one of them enters the room. The scowls and the irritated huffs. The possessiveness and the slight competition to try and prove their care for their partner/best friend. A constant fight to see who gets to one up the other. The literal thought of them sends goosebumps and that’s exactly where San finds himself to be. He tries, really he does. Especially when your pouty face begs him to get along with your best friend. He tries to bury the hatchet but it’s the little remarks, the constant instigating, always pinning him to look bad. ��Huh.” She begins as once again she’s crashing into yours and his place. “What?” “I’m just wondering, for your anniversary. Didn’t you buy him a Rolex?” “Yeah? Why was that too much?” San hears your voice lower. The door to your bedroom open and just across from his gaming room. The small insecurity rises in your tone which only has him wanting to get off his chair and defend your present. He loves it, he’s never taken it off and never wasted a second to show it off to his best friends.

“No but I’d expected he at least try to do something as sophisticated as well. I mean what did he do again? Buy you a purse not even half the prize of the Rolex?”

You’ve got to be kidding me. San thinks.

Your friend is a hater. Simple as that, nothing he does is ever good enough for her. Either the jewels on the 5k necklace he bought you are too small. The dinner wasn’t all that, the chores he did aren’t too impressive. He knows he shouldn’t care what she thinks. Overall, it’s not like he’s seeking for her validation. No, he seeks yours which is why she bugs the hell out of him. Never not does she whisper crap into your ears. Plaguing you of the little things San could do better at.

The bubbly smile on his face immediately curls into a scowl the second he walks into your shared suite. Finding her with a glass of wine in hand for the umpteenth time. “Baby! You’re home!” He hears your angelic voice chirp. “About time.” He ignores the murmuring from her. Walking over to you, he glares daggers at your best friend before changing his expression. A soft loving gaze evident on his face the second he meets your. His white sleeves rolled up which made his muscles on his arms more prominent. Resting his hand on the table, a clear view to your best friend of the wedding band that rests on his finger. Using his other hand to curl a finger under your chin and pull you into a deep loving kiss. Suck on that. He feels smug, a slight smirk on his face as he continues to kiss your soft cherry flavored lips. Your giggling is what unfortunately has the two of you separating. A clear distaste on your best friends face but covers it before you notice.

“How was your day my love?” San asks, lifting your hand that bares the bright shiny Diamond ring that symbolizes his love for you. A soft kiss placed on top of it, Making sure the ring falls under the light in the kitchen, the sparkle reflecting itself in the eyes of your friend. Wincing as she has to blink back a clear view. “Great! We were just having a girls chat.” “Again?” Tilting her head, she settles the wine glass down. “Problem Choi?” “I don’t know, just seems you’ve been coming a lot more often than usual. Boyfriend dumped you again?”

“San!” He feels you smack his bicep but he doesn’t break eye contact from her. Biting the inside of her cheek, she scoffs. “Don’t you got an office to lock yourself in to get to?” “Don’t you got a bar to get drunk off your ass to get to?” “Alright enough! Both of you behave. Sannie go shower, the sweat makes you hot but the stink doesn’t. We’re about ready to finish up anyway.” Nodding , he presses a kiss on your forehead before walking off.

“Seriously y/n, I don’t know how you deal with it.” Snorting, you pick up the wine glasses and proceed to set them into the sink. “Him hun, not it.” “Yeah I’m not too sure. I mean he’s so…robotic.” Scrunching your brows you give her a puzzled look as you clean up the table. “Robotic? How so?” “Well I mean San is just always doing the same thing. Like he’s programmed to do and say the exact thing over and over again. Like when was the last time you two went out on a proper adventure together?” “Well he does have a job and I have my internship.” You shrug. “Exactly, what kind of a husband spends most of their time writing their lives off on work and not their social life? You know, marriage, wife, relationship? That is what comes with having said social life?” Shaking your head you chuckle. “He’s doing the best that he can. Just two nights ago he risked being late to a meeting just so he can bring me lunch.”

“All I’m saying is, once he gets into a habit of living the same routine over and over, he may get bored and start feeling rash.” “Rash?” “All men do that, first it’s ‘oh I love you, please marry me, be with me’ then as soon as they begin to feel just a little bit of stress and boredom, boom ten years of a relationship down the drain.” Widening your eyes, you freeze in your spot. “You’re not saying San is cheating?” “Of course not dear, because if he was. I would have killed him by now.” The worry begins to form on your face as she continues to ramble on. “Tell me, when was the last time you two had sex?” Taken aback by the question you feel your cheeks begin to grow hot. “I-uh…um-wow okay, I don’t…I don’t know.” “My point exactly.”

“So what exactly is wrong? Is San getting bored of me? Is he seeing someone? Oh my god, there’s someone else right?!-“ “Shh! Relax, from what I know nothing. All I’m saying is San is getting a bit, blah.” “Blah?” “Yeah, and given he’s not being so caring like a caring husband should be. I think you should start caring for yourself.” “But, I am. I mean I do get manicures when I can and go to a spa every once and a while. I just got a facial just last week-“ Interrupted by her laugh, you watch her stand up and begin to reach for her purse. “Oh my poor y/n, that’s not what I was referring to.” “No?” You raise a brow at her. “If San isn’t doing a fine job satisfying you, then you should be finding yourself a distraction. A toy per say.”

Completely taken by surprise, you don’t get to ask any further questions as she had already made her way out the door. You never expected to have such a conversation, in fact you don’t really understand why you had. San isn’t blah? At least not to you. Yeah it sucks that with his job, you only see him in the mornings briefly as he gets ready, a kiss to your lips as he leaves for work. A text here and there and then by night, he’s home for a shower, a dinner and then bed. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss the random late night talks, the 3 am errands to the grocery store and the trips across towns. Even more, the sex. You two haven’t slept with each other in a while and when you did, it was brief and lazy. Both too tired for anything rowdy. “Babe?” You hear San call out for you. “Coming!” Your best friend didn’t know what she was talking about. San isn’t blah, your marriage is perfect and no way do you need a toy to satisfy you.

If San didn’t like your best friend then, now he despises her.

“What the hell is this?” San glares at the device in its package. A smirk on the damn woman’s face as she sits on your couch. A shy smile on your face, cheeks a rosy tint of red as you look at him. “Just thought to change things up?” “What do you mean baby?” Setting his suit case down, he cups your face. He knows you didn’t come up with this idea. No way you woke up one day and decided to buy yourself a dildo on a random Tuesday night. “What did she say now?”He adds a harsh tone to she, not a single glance over to her as he keeps his focus on you. “She did your wife a favor.” She spoke up, standing she walks over and picks up the box. “Made sure she got it extra large, you know just to make sure it’ll do a better job.” Smirking she grabs her jacket and gives you a goodbye hug. “What the hell is that suppose to mean?” His question going unanswered as you begin to walk your friend out.

As soon as the door closed, he’s about ready to bombard you with questions but is stopped when you wrap your arms around him. “I know works been a pain, it’s why I got it. Don’t want to bother you, now I’m situated.” Sending him a smile, you grab the box and head on over to your bedroom. At loss for words, San stands their bewildered. What the hell happened?

“I can’t fucking stand her.” San slams the shot glass on the table. An amused look on Yeosang and Wooyoung as they watch their favorite continuously chug down shot after shot. “San, this woman has been driving you nuts. Why can’t you just tell y/n how much she bothers you.” Wooyoung takes the bottle away from his grip. Shaking his head, he runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “They’ve been best friends since first grade, I could never tell her how much I despise her. It’ll crush her.” “Well it’s not like you’ve been keeping your hatred for her a secret.” Yeosang shrugs. “And worst of all, she had her buy a sex toy.”

“Sex toy huh? Getting kinky is she?” Wooyoung grins. “She got it so I wouldn’t have to have sex with her.” “What?” “She didn’t want to bother me, so instead of focusing on fucking me, she’ll be using that damn vibrator.” Snorting, Wooyoung can’t help but chuckle. “Never thought to live the day in which Choi San would have to be competing with a vibrator over his wife.” “Shut up Wooyoung.” He rolls his eyes, okay so maybe he’s jealous. Why wouldn’t he be? He misses you, it’s no secret the man craves sex. But he’s been holding back because he thought you weren’t up for it. Your internship has been so demanding of you. Every day he notices your nails getting shorter and shorter by how much you bite them. Legs bouncing much more rapid by how easily the stress builds in you. The eye bags only growing and all he wishes is to draw you a nice bath and fuck the stress out of you.

But he holds back, in case you weren’t up for it. He respects your wishes, and he wouldn’t dare to ever do anything you were uncomfortable with. But ever since the spawn of satan introduced you into the worlds of sex toys it’s like he no longer exists. He’s not one to oppose sex toys if it means he’s getting in on the action but this, no this was a sex repellent on him. Worse when your best friend constantly smirks victoriously at him. “It works wonders.” He hears you say one night over the phone. In the drawer, he opens and sees there it lies. Scoffing, he grabs it and tosses it on the bed. Walking over to where you sat, he picks you up abruptly. “San!” Tossing you on the bed, he rips the phone out of your grasp.

“Hang up or listen, either way I’m about to fuck my wife.” He tells your best friend as he throws the phone on the pillow before pulling your legs closer to him. “Sannie?” Jaw clenched, he rips your pajama shorts off you along with your panties. Spreading your legs as he settles in between them. “Don’t need a fucking dildo to be satisfied.” A gasp rips out of you as he takes a long lick up your cunt. “Can that toy of yours do this to you?” Hands gripping your thighs back as he begins to eat you out. Spitting and licking figure eights on your clit. Bringing two fingers up to your mouth, you oblige and take them into your mouth. He feels rumbling as you moan on his fingers. Soft doe eyes vanished and instead replaced with lust and hunger. San seems almost animalistic as he sucks, your essence only building the longer he eats you. Removing his fingers, he watches as a strip of salive fall out of your mouth. Not wasting a second in shoving them in. “San!” Throwing your head back, forcing yourself to keep wide for him. “That dildo can never be as good as me. Look how caring I am? Always making sure my princess gets nothing but mind blowing orgasms. Can it lick your pretty pussy lips like I do huh? Can it play with your clit until you shake with ecstasy?”

Whining, your hands go down to grip on his hair. A loud slap is heard as he looks at you sternly. “Answer me princess.” “No Sannie! It can’t! Fuck I’m close!” Picking up in speed, he fucks you with his fingers. Loving the view of you squirming, chest rising as your stomach clenched each time his fingers hit a particular spot. Lowering his tongue back on your pussy, as if it was his last meal. He doesn’t stop even after he brought you to a toe curling climax. “Baby!” You try to push his face but you don’t budge. Instead he pins your legs down and continue to suck. Squelching noises are echoed throughout the room along with your moans. Getting louder and louder you’re glad no one else lives on the same floor as you two. The large view of the city shown out of your window. Anyone can see at any second and it only turned you on more. You’d love for someone to see how well your man knows how to pleasure you. To see how lucky you are to have found such a gem. San wasn’t bothered, if anything the only thing bothering him is that damn vibrator. It’s lying there right by you. Almost mocking him given it’s had a few rounds with his wife. So as he detached himself from your cunt, he flips you over.

“Look at it,” Tilting your head to look at the device, he pushes your upper body down on the bed. Face right next to it. “If you think for a fucking second this damn thing can bring you pleasure then you’re fucking wrong. Only I can.” He felt pathetic, just how bothered this object made him feel. But he had to make a statement, he needed for you to know you didn’t need any object to bring your pleasure. You have him, he’s yours to love, to play with, to fuck. He’s your personal fuck toy so why the fuck did you let your stupid fucking friend talk you into buying it? “Fuck!” Your eyes roll back as he shoves his dick inside you. Hands gripping your waist as he begins to plunge into you. The creaking of the bed increases in volume the harder he fucks you on the bed. Not letting you move an inch from him. “So sensitive!” You whine as you grip the sheets.

“Take it, be a good girl and take my cock.” He huffs, strands of hair beginning to fall on his face as he focuses on making you come as many times as possible. Looking down and seeing the connection between you two. How your essence glimmered his cock, it’s own personal lube. Never do you need much preparation, always ready to take him anytime and anywhere. “God I missed this cunt.” He grunts as he thrusts harder into you. “Missed your cock!” You breathe out. Leaning down, he grips your face and smashes his lips on yours. Forcing his tongue in as he keeps thrusting without relenting.

It’s crazy just how much stamina the man had. Maybe it was the lack of sex for the last few weeks. Maybe it’s the hatred for your best friend constantly meddling in your marriage or the jealousy over the toy. Hell, maybe it’s all three. It’s why no matter how much his body begs to release, he refuses and holds it in. Orgasm after orgasm and he still doesn’t detach himself from you. Tears running, hair disheveled, lips bruises and titties covered in hickies, sheets drenched as you lie on the bed pretty and fucked out for him. “Sannie no more!” You hiccup, had just squirted all over him. Pulling away, he turns the both of you around. “One more princess. Don’t you wanna help your husband come? Mhm?” Wiping the tears off your face, you nod and climb on top of him. “Good, now sit.” The both of you moan at the intrusion again. Beginning to feel your head get fuzzy, San holds you up. “Don’t fall asleep baby, so close.”

“Yes Sannie.” Setting a pace before bouncing yourself up and down on him, the claps louder than ever. Swear on both of your foreheads as his biceps flex his muscles the tighter he holds you. Helping you bounce on him, slapping your ass to encourage you to go faster. “Just like that, fuuuck.” Throwing back his head when you begin to squeeze him. Warm walls engulfing all of him, “Shit! Keep doing that and I might fuck a baby in you.” He grunts, noticing your movements suddenly got faster. You squeezed him again as a loud whine came from you. “Oh? I see.” Wrapping his arms around you, he pulls you down to rest on top of his chest. “It’s what you want don’t you?” Stopping momentarily and then a louder moan emits from your mouth when he proceeds to fuck deep and slow in you. “Tell me, want me to get you pregnant huh?”

Mouth wide open but no words come out as the feeling his cock raw and throbbing in you is all your head can process. “Want me to make you a mama? Get your belly all round and big for me yeah?” Nodding vigorously, you cup his face. “Please San! God I want it all!” You plead him. “M’gonna give you all my babies. M’yours y/n, not that fucking device. Need someone to fuck you, come to me. Hell, come to my office and I’ll gladly fuck you stupid right in front of everyone.” Quickening his thrusts, you hold him tightly as you feel yourself begin to shake.

“Fuck I’m coming!” San grunts as he sucks on your neck. Hitting your g spot, the both of you come on the spot. Loud mewls from the both of you, heavy breathing and hearts racing. You were currently fighting to stay awake but San’s warm body made it impossible. Too fucked out to care about anything else. Caressing your hair, he lulls you to sleep. Grabbing your phone and noticing the call hadn’t ended at all and that your very sad pathetic friend had heard it all.

Typical.

“Sorry, y/n will no longer be having depressing wine drinking sessions anymore. She’ll be too busy carrying my children.”

And like that, he hangs up on her.

That’ll teach her to fuck with him.

[hey-august]

Cus saying something about rollercoasters gave me an idea.

What do you think buggy is like if he wants to take his partner to like a fair or theme park or something of the sort. Cus, obv he would. But they're way too afraid to get on most of the rides?

He may tease, sure. That's got to be a given, no? But seeing the terrified look your face after he'd somehow coaxed you into let's say the Ferris wheel? He's holding your hand, telling you it's okay. Describing the pretty lights and stunning view as you slowly get to the top. And while it's stopped all the way up high, you actually look out. Able to relax a bit. It's not so bad. It's pretty, actually. But heights are still terrifying.

Or maybe it's a rollercoaster he had to coax you onto. "Just try it once!"

And maybe he'd regret it just a little. The constant scream right next to him. Absolute death grip on his hand.

Getting on and starting to go up was one thing. The second it sped up just a hair to get to the top is when the screaming started, the tight hold on his hand. Then the screaming got louder as it sped downwards and your hand kept one hell of a death grip on his hand. The only time the screams stopped was so you could take a breath to continue screaming. Once the ride was over though he led you to a nearby bench until you could relax.

Or maybe those teacup rides. Only scared to get on it because.. Well it's buggy. And most people you've been on that type of ride would spin it way too fast and scare the ever loving hell out of you. But he's already dragged you on enough rides and this was one you liked. So he did spin it, but made sure you were okay with the speed. Laughing and spinning it together, enjoying the more peaceful ride.

Though you two did get on it again just to go as fast as possible. Laughing and clinging onto the seat.

I feel like he'd also want to win you a prize. *Of course* it had to be one that was so fucking stupidly hard to get. But he wanted to see you smile, he always did. So he tried. And tried again. And again. And..one more time. *damnit* why was it so difficult? But the second the person who was in charge if the game became distracted with something, even for a mere second, he cheated. Hey, he wanted to get you that prize. And it so happens he can detach limbs. His hand reattaching before anyone can see of course.

Is some of this based on personal experience? Yes. I can't stand rollercoasters, they scare the shit out of me.

My personal story with my first rollercoaster was at Kentucky kingdom. Lightning run. My mother fucking counted. (Yk the count to 3) Just to get my ass on a rollercoaster. I was terrified okay? But, yes, the death grip and screaming was what I did. That was her karma. My loud ass screaming in her ear (I was on her left) and one hell of a death grip. She might have lost a little blood flow for the time being. But she never dragged me on a rollercoaster again. And she never will be able to again.

(I have written more than intended but ideas keep coming)

Heck yes! Buggy would be a MENACE with this. Taunting and goading you into going on the thrilling rides.

PUH-LEASE, only weenies skip the big rides. What's the point in going if you're not gonna ride Mr. Bones' Wild Ride? (okay, maybe skip that one)

Buggy also talks up how the rides aren't even that scary. You eventually give in because:

maybe he's right,

you don't want to miss out on a good ride,

he seems so excited, and

he's getting annoying.

Yeah, the ferris wheel wasn't terrible. A little more shaky that you expected and very high up. But you got to sit next to Buggy. He even bought (stole) you a corndog to enjoy. He ate most of it.

The roller coaster though. Buggy thought he won (what exactly? who knows) when you agreed to go, but a little worm of regret started wiggling when the car reached the apex. Buggy said it was like climbing the ship's rigging on rough waters, but this...did not feel the same. Or maybe it did and he forgot how intense that feels. Both of you had white knuckle grips on the safety bar the whole time.

The tea cup ride was fine. Better. Really nice, actually. Even when it spun wildly, you still enjoyed it. It was less of a competition and more of a cooperative sport to spin the tea cup juuuuust right. Buggy also showed off by using his hands to spin the cup while he leaned back, handless-arms behind his head.

And BIG AGREE to Buggy stealing prizes. He also cheats. A barely-noticeable fingertip knocking over bottles, nudging balls, guiding hoops. He's schmoozing with the game attendees, distracting them from all the other shady shit he's doing. Meanwhile, you stand slightly off to the side and grab whatever Buggy hands you.

Do you need a giant plush sleepy banana? Or five bunny keychains? Or more than three lanyards? Or a frog bucket hat that doesn't fit? Or a bear bucket hat that doesn't fit? Or a cat bucket hat that doesn't fit?

No. But you take them anyways.

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I'm also right there with ya with some un-fun ride stories, cyra. 😂 Once when I was a younger kid, I CRIED on the queue for Space Mountain. SOBBING. I was scared but we were going to go on the ride. And then the HORROR - I was supposed to sit at the front. Absolutely not. Thankfully, some older teens took pity and sat in the front.

I got on the ride, continued to cry, and shrunk myself so low that my head knocked on the sides of the ride during sharp turns. It was not ideal.

On a lighter note, there was a time where I was on one of those spinning Gravitron rides. The UFO shaped one. And the ride operator would slow down the spinning and then start it right back up. They said we were almost done more than once but everything kept spinningggg. We were hostages in the UFO and it felt like forever. Honestly, I loved it but omg I felt like I was outside of my body afterwards. I was not the same person.

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Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on the new girl in town. Y/N is also a new member of the cheer squad, which means Robin sees her all the time at games and other school events. Unfortunately, Robin is put in a tough situation. She's scared to talk to her because the cheerleaders have a reputation of being mean girls and she fears that Y/N may not feel the same. Little does Robin know that Y/N does not appear as she seems. Y/N becomes best friends with Eddie, which seems unlikely at the surface due to different social circles. This leads to rumors of course and word spreads like wildfire here at Hawkins, which then makes Robin's feelings even more confusing. After hanging out with Steve and the gang, Robin starts to see a different side to Y/N. Will they end up together or will they just remain friends?

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Chapter 5

“Hey pretty lady!” You say skipping up to Robin as she walked into work. 

“Hey stranger!” She responded with a smile. 

“Are you doing anything for Thanksgiving this year?” You asked, twirling your skirt.

“Oh I um-” Robin cleared her throat. “I don’t have anything going on actually. My parents are gonna be out of town on a trip they've had planned for over a year, why do you ask?” 

“I was having a little get together with some people since it’s just gonna be me and my family, I thought maybe you’d like to join!” You suggested. Robin’s face lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning. “I’d love to!” She proclaimed. 

“Oh yay! How exciting, all 6 of us are gonna have so much fun!” You said, Robin’s facial expression dropping at this. 

“6? Who um, who else will be there exactly?” Robin questioned.

“Well my family and I of course! Steve will be there too since his parents aren't really around much. And also Eddie as well, his uncle is gonna be working that day and I didn't want him to be alone.” You stated.

“Oh okay, that’s- that's great! I cant wait!” Robin tried to hide her disappointment. 

“Yay!! I’ll see you there! Okay, I’m off you have a good shift! Don’t drive her too crazy, Harrington.” You joked as you headed out the door.

“But that’s my job!” Steve replied. He turned to Robin and noticed the mood change. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

She sighed. “I didn’t know Eddie was gonna be at this get together. I thought it was gonna be like-”

“A date?” Steve questioned. 

“Maybe I guess, I don’t know.” Robin said, putting her head in her hands. 

“I still don’t see why you don’t make the first move?” Steve suggested. 

“Oh I don’t know, maybe because it would end totally horrifically. Catastrophic even!” She exclaimed. 

“But you don’t know that, maybe it won't end the way you think it will.” He said.

“Look, can we just drop it please?” Robin asked, getting ready to start her shift. Steve nodded and went to stock the candy.

“Well don’t you look nice!” Steve complimented as he picked up Robin. 

“Thanks dingus, you don’t look too bad yourself.” She thanked her friend. 

“What the hell is that?” Steve asked, pointing to the container in her lap.

“It’s a pie, what have you never seen a pie before?” She joked.

“Since when do you bake?” He scoffed as he continued to drive to Y/N’s house.

“Don’t be stupid, I bought this from the store. You really think that I’m gonna make her eat a pie that I don’t know how to make? Plus, at least I brought something, I don’t see you with anything.” Robin stated. 

“Uh huh okay whatever Buckley.” He laughed.

As Steve drove the rest of the way to the destination, Robin’s nervousness increased. She spent all week trying to make everything perfect for today. From her hair, her outfit, and what she would say in a conversation. She practiced VERY hard with that as she didn’t want to be a rambling mess in front of you. She got so lost in her anxious thoughts that she didn’t even notice that they had arrived. 

“Earth to Robin, hellooo?” Steve said, waving his hand in front of Robin’s face trying to capture her attention. 

“What huh, sorry.” She replied coming back to reality. 

“Look who was waiting for you.” Steve said pointing to the door, she saw you standing there in this cute outfit waving at the both of them. A blush began to creep upon her face. The pair got out of the car and made their way toward you. 

“I’m so happy you guys are here! Come in come in!” You said leading your friends inside. Everyone was sitting there chatting and eating snacks. Robin looked around expecting to see your parents. “So guys this is my nana and papa, and this is Steve and Robin!” Y/N said introducing the two friends to your family. 

“And I’m Eddie.” Eddie said as he stuffed his face with cheese cubes.

“Yes Eds we all know who you are.” You chuckled at him. “Now save some cheese for the rest of us!” You say slapping the cheese out of his hand. This made everyone laugh.  

Everyone began to converse with one another and having a good time, which you were glad. You took hosting VERY seriously and wanted everyone to get along. You made sure that everything was perfect for today. “Hey, where did you want me to put this pie?” Robin asked as she approached you in the kitchen.

You turned around to face her, “oh um you can set it on the counter over there.” You say pointing to the free spot. You went back to adding the finishing touches to everything. 

“Is there anything you need help with?” Robin asked, now standing next to you. 

“Yes actually! Can you put the potatoes into the bowl over there for me please?” You asked kindly. Robin nods and starts to help out. She finishes up and is shocked at herself that she didn’t drop any. 

“Alright everyone, time to eat! Ah go wash your hands you goose!” You said smacking Eddie's hand as he was reaching for the rolls. 

"Ouch! Will you stop smacking my hands?" Eddie chuckled.

He returned and everyone sat down and began to eat. The food was being passed around as well as the stories, especially from your papa. Boy did he love to tell his stories. Robin was having a great time, all her anxiety was gone by this point. She was sitting next to you,  just enjoying your company and that was all that mattered most to her. ‘Maybe everything would be okay after all.' She thought to herself. Boy was she so very wrong.

Your grandparents had just went to bed so now it was just the 4 of you hanging out. Steve and Robin were in the living room while Eddie was helping you clean up. While Steve and Robin were dancing, they heard a screech coming from the kitchen. They both ran to see what had happened. There you were being playful with Eddie. He was chasing you around with olives on his fingers. “BWAH!!” Eddie said as he chased you. 

“Stop, that’s so gross, you don’t even like olives anyways!!” You chuckled, trying to get away from him. He wrapped you up in his arms and lifted you up in the air. “Ahhh put me down you weirdo!!” You yelled.

Robin’s heart sank as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. She felt tears brimming her eyes. She pushed past Steve and grabbed her coat. Steve tried to call out for her to stop, but she ran out of the house. Y/N heard the door slam and Eddie set you down to go see what had happened. You walked into the living room and saw that both Robin and Steve were gone. You opened the front door and saw the car was now gone too. You felt a wave of sadness hit. Had you done something wrong for them to leave so suddenly? Without a goodbye at that. Eddie noticed the sadness in your eyes.

“Hey come here.” He said pulling you into a hug. “Maybe there was an emergency, I know it’s hard not to take it personal, but try not to, okay? At least not until you know what happened.” He hated seeing you so sad. "Come on, let's go finish up in the kitchen." You nodded and followed him.

"Alright here you go." You say handing Eddie the containers of food.

"Thanks, Wayne is gonna be thrilled to have this when he gets home from work." He thanked. "You know how he loves your cooking."

"Anytime!" You said trying to flash a smile, but in the back of your mind you couldn't stop thinking about Robin. Eddie could see the look on your face.

"I know." Eddie said as he pulled you into a hug. "Everything will be okay, I'm here for you always." He pulled away. "How about I come over tomorrow and we can do something just the two of us yeah?" He suggested.

"I'd really like that." You said with a smile. Eddie always knew how to make you feel better.

Eddie pulls you in for another hug. "Perfect, I'll see you tomorrow then okay peach?" You nod.

You helped him out to his van with all the food you had packed him and said your goodbyes. As he pulled out of the driveway he waved at you and you waved back. Then he drove on home and you were left alone to your thoughts. You went upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. You couldn't help but cry as you were in there. You never wanted to upset anyone and the thought of you doing that to Robin affected you deeply. After your shower, you crawled into bed and passed out.

Some time had passed since the last time you saw Robin. She wasn’t at school the week after everything had happened so you’ve tried calling and going to her house, but you heard nothing. And even when she finally came back, she avoided you. She just won't talk to you and that devastated you. You weren’t sure what had happened, so you didn’t know how to make things right.

Steve was no help either, he wanted to tell you because you were his friend too but he had to respect Robin’s wishes. You had quit your job at the family video because it made you too sad going there and not being with Robin.

You’d cry to Eddie all the time about how sad it made you and he was there for you the best he could, he hated seeing you like this. Eddie knew how much you cared for Robin. He even tried to reach out to Robin to try and fix whatever had happened, but he got nowhere.

It was now Christmas time and Steve had invited you over for a small get together. Part of you had hoped Robin would be there, but the chances of that were low. You still had gotten her a gift anyways, you didn’t want her to feel like you stopped caring about her. You finally had your own car so that meant no more Eddie driving you around everywhere, not that he’d complain anyways. You pulled up to Steve’s house and grabbed the gifts out of your trunk, soon making your way to the front door. 

“Well look who decided to finally show up!” Steve said as he opened the door for you. You couldn't see him because of the big pile of gifts you had, but you could tell it was him by the sound of his voice. “Got enough gifts there Y/N?” He chuckled, helping you take some inside. 

“Hey I didn’t want anyone to go without a gift!” You stated.

“Even me?” You heard someone say from behind. You turned around to see who it was and once the realization had hit, you ran right into their arms. 

“God I’ve missed you so much.” You said softly as your voice began to break, tears welling up in your eyes.

“I missed you too Y/N.” Robin replied, hugging you tightly.

You pulled away to face her, tears streaming down your face at this point. “I’m so so so beyond sorry Robin, I-” She interrupted you. 

“No no, there’s no need to apologize. You’ve done nothing wrong. There was just- a lot going on in my head and I needed some time to work through it.” She said, wiping your tears. You hugged her again not wanting to let go, you truly did miss her. 

“So no Eddie huh?” She asked.

“No, he’s at home spending time with his uncle while they both have the time off from working.” You stated. 

“Ah I see, that’s good I guess.” Robin replied. She was a little happy that he wouldn’t be there with you so she could have you all to herself. 

“Alright come on you two, let’s go open gifts!” Steve interrupted 

Everyone sat around in a circle and opened their gifts. Everyone had gotten things that they had enjoyed or needed, like Y/N got movies, Nancy got notepads for when she did her reporting, Steve got cans of hairspray (naturally), and the kids got stuff for DND. But Robin got random stuff, things that weren't really for her or what she liked. Things like candy, stickers, or knick knacks from a gumball machine. Basic stocking stuffers. She was grateful of course, but she felt like no one really knew her or didn’t care to get her anything that she would like. That was until she opened your gift. You had gotten her favorite records as well as ones that she had been wanting to get for a long time. She had the biggest smile on her face and her heart felt so full. No one had ever payed this much attention to her, not even Steve. She felt seen and heard for once. You went over to her spot and sat next to her. 

“Merry Christmas Robin.” You said giving her a warm hug. 

“Merry Christmas Y/N.” She replied, hugging you tightly. She really had missed you a lot and she was glad to have you back. 

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[pjsk-headcanons]

breaks knuckles we're doing akinene ( •̀ ^ •́ )✧

Context for later stuff: In my mind, WxS have a game where they yell out random parts at each other and do their best to play it for the next five minutes. Mizuki is fully in on this and even participates. (Mizuki theater kid canon TO ME)

Akito didn't realise he was into Nene before she got all confident, and now he's just down bad. Unforch for her, Nene has a thing for Loser Boyfails, now that she is no longer a Loser Girlfail. (To the same extent, at least...) She takes one look at this guy, sighs very heavily, and starts taking notes on how to become his friend. (In a very neurotypical fashion.)

They're bi4bi but lean in opposite directions and are so used to being percived as gay that all of their friends are Very Confused when the resident lesbian and chronically gay guy start making out holding hands - and I say holding hands because they are both embarrased to hell and back. This does not mean they're going to lay off the PDA though. Making your partner embarrassed is the highest form of love.

Before they got together, Nene attempted to act (Y'know. given she's an actress.) like Akito's friends to try and win him over, which means being bubbly and listening to the entirety of both RADder and GLaP days' catalouge trying to figure out how to start a conversation. Eventually she gives up and tries talking about her intrests, specifically a game she knows Toya also likes (Slime Rancher). This is exactly what she needed to do from the beginign because, as stated, Akito is down bad and will just sit there staring in awe while she infodumps.

Nene shows up to a VBS performance in full theatre kid attire and Akito proceeds to buy her an entirely new wardrobe.

Akito is forced to go to WxS performances. Nene begs him not to but Kohane and Toya had already bought tickets and An cant make it so he kinda has to. Half the performances are Nene doing the stupidest shit imaginable (She fills in for Tsukasa on the human canon one time and now Rui thinks it's acceptable to do literally anything to her-) or she's playing the villan and holy shit is he gay straight bi.

Nene unironically says "unforch" and it's begun rubbing off on Akito. Which means Kohane and Toya and Kotaro too. An is sobbing in a corner.

Ena is the last person to find out about this. She thinks Akito just has some random girl on his arm or whatever but she goes to the Shinonome Household one time and Ena's impression shoots up instantly when she finds out Nene is not just a girl, but a Gamer Girl (who listens to n25).

Mizuki jokingly threatens to kick them out of Kamikou's Pride Club for being too straight. An actually threatens to kick them out but bc of the aformentioned WxS game - Rui keeps giving her slutty parts intentionally and boy howdy does Akito fall for it.

Rui: Nene! Kinky assassin! Nene: What gender? Rui: A guy. Nene: On it. (To Akito) Wow I've, um. Dropped my assassin killing gun. Into your dick. D'ya mind if I fish it out? Akito: (Spluttering) An: (Groaning) Toya: (Chuckling) Everyone Else: (Roaring Laughter) Mizuki: Okay, now do it for real. That means not on your boyfriend. Nene: Sure. (Walking over to Rui and holding a Finger Gun below his neck) Wow... Sure would be a shame if I had to feel up your insides, removing any trace of life, raw and bleeding, so all that was left was a variety of products to be sold... (Shrugs) Too bad you wont be awake to feel it. (Shoots Finger Gun) Akito: (Has not said anything and we're not sure he can.) An: (Bemused Laughter) Everyone Else: (A Light Smattering of Applause) Nene: (Mimicking Tsukasa) Now back to talking about that policy that wants to make our existence illegal. Tsukasa: How dare you mock me, a future world star??!! Nene: Yeah, you can't be a star if you get hatecrimed, dude.

They stay up all night playing Splatoon! <3 I love me some gamer gays. They did almost break up over Mario Kart, though...

formatting this on my phone was a mistake... but yah i think thats it for now!! i'll probably think of something else in ten minutes though... from 🎲 anon!! (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

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[onesidedradiostatic]

So you know how I said something about writing a fic inspired by your existence. I've started a little, but I don't know, I fear that the way I write might be confusing in some parts. So I'd very much like to hear your thoughts, if you want to share them

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“Indeed, I quite enjoy our commonalities. I’ve always found more fun in spending time with my radio and friends than looking for someone I haven’t met.”

What if you’ve met them now? Vox thought, discreetly, not at all looking into Alastor’s lovely red eyes. Shoot! Vox downed another drink, hopping Al didn’t think him weird. Still, can’t leave a friend hanging, say something.

“I love you.” WHAT!!? NO! NOT THAT! “I- I- I mean, there is someone I love.?” Yeah, sure, he’s totally gonna buy that.

“I- Good for you?” Alastor started unfiltered, surprised, before going back to his normal, lovely radio voice. “And who might that be, my good fellow?” Wait, he bought it? No, don’t be an idiot! He’s totally psyching us out! Well, I’ll play your game and I’ll win!

“You know, just a cool dude with the pretties’ eyes and loveliest smile.”

“A dude?” Alastor questioned. Wait. Why does he sound so confused over that? Did- he had actually bought it?! Wait. We just told him we like guys, right? Is that, bad? What if he hates us now? What if he thinks we’re weird? Awful? Repugnant? There’s no way he doesn’t know we love him now! Practically said it to his face twice! Twice! No! I can’t handle that! Please! I- we have to save this.

“Hey Al, just forget I said anything.” Please. You’re the best thing in my life. So, whatever happens, please, stay. I need you. ___

I feel I need to rework some of the above parts, but unsure off how. Regardless, I hope my characterisation so far is good, I'd imagine that the love Vox has is more an obsession that genuine care and Al is just living his best life having fun and not really picking up anything Vox is putting down. I especially like this little exchange:

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“Vox.”

“Yeah?” He could see that once genuine smile turn sinister. Oh. Hot.

“This is hell, everyone here is a repugnant wrench, so if anyone ever tells you you’re wrong. Just relay that me, I’m sure we can make some use of their meeker existence. Everyone has a voice, after all, and if they want to use it so much, who are we to say no to helping them? Right dear friend?”

“Yeah.” Vox couldn’t help but join in on the sinister smile. This is exactly what makes Alastor, just so Alastor. He genuinely cares and will make any opponent of his friends another key in his piano of the dammed. A horror feared by all, but a few, and Vox is one of those few. ___

I just- their dynamic is so fun Alastor being all "Yay! Murder!" while Vox just thinks "OMG! He's doing all this for me?! There is no way he doesn't love me!" I think one exchange that exemplifies that is:

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“Oh! I wouldn’t say I’m the best at giving advice when it concerns matters of the heart. Me being heartless and all that. Hah!”

Alastor’s little chuckle is one which Vox can’t help but adore. He’s probably heartless because he’s already put his heart in a box and is just waiting for the moment he can give it to me. I’m reserved, special, he’s waiting for me. He can only be mine and I only his.

“I’m pretty heartless too.” Vox respond, joining in Alastor’s play. He doesn’t mind being a puppet on a string, as long as he can play the most important part.

“Oh, I’m quite aware dear friend."

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He's just can't think, there is only Alastor in his head. Plus Alastor not understanding that there is a misunderstanding is just making Vox believe in the delusion more. Bet his screensaver was Alastor themed before they had their falling out Also, sorry for this being quite long Hope you have a lovely day at least!

(reference to this ask)

hi sorry for responding to this late, hard to say much without a full story but I appreciate the thought of it being inspired by me 🫡🫡, but yes I do love vox being down bad for alastor, exploring some of the period-typical homophobia definitely is interesting, alastor could easily have not had that normalised for him and vox... depends on how much he ventured through his bisexuality in life or whether he only accepted it in death. his screensaver being alastor themed skjdfkglhl. very true

[apesarecuul]

Oscar Isaac characters and video games/gamer!reader

Anselm one was inspired by @reallyrallyauthor

Steven Grant:

I know what you’re going to say. Cliche but he 100% plays animal crossing. It’s cliche but it is RIGHT. He loves digging up little artifacts and seeing them in the little museum. You will have to try hard to get him to play anything else. He’s not much of an action game guy. One night he’s watching you play Red Dead Redemption 2 and decides to give it a try. HE LOVES IT. Does he make any progress? absolutely not. Does he make you watch him play? absolutely.

Marc Spector:

Believe it or not I don’t see Marc as a first person shooter guy. He’s seen more guns and death than you can imagine. Why would he play a game about something he’s already seen first hand? I do think that once he finally gets comfortable he’ll secretly play games like Stardew Valley or Firewatch. He likes experiencing lives he hasn’t had. He won’t tell you that’s the reason for it. He is going to tell you that he plays them ironically. That’s why he romanced every character in Stardew…. To be ironic.

Jake Lockley:

We all know that Jake is an old man on the inside. He’s never been able to indulge in anything that really takes time. So when you got him a tablet for Christmas he didn’t really know what he was supposed to do with it. It was ok at searching up things but not as convenient as his phone, you couldn’t use it to call people but it was good for searching up cooking tutorials behind your back. Once when you got bored on a long car ride you borrowed his tablet and downloaded a few of those games that are riddled with ads. Merge Mansion, Candy Crush, Dragon City, etc. Once he gets it back he’s like ‘what the hell is this?’ And now he’s addicted like an iPad kid. Congratulations. I bet you feel proud of yourself 😠

Anselm Vogelweide:

(NSFW)

He’s not exactly a ‘gamer’. Sure he has all the fancy equipment, VR, PC, haptic suit, tracking, etc. He bought it for you before you two even really started dating because you mentioned wanting a VR headset one day. He doesn’t deny that he was attempting to seduce you and you don’t deny that it worked. What made him start using it however was when you mentioned something called virtual reality porn. Look at what you’ve done. He now has access to even more porn. As if he didn’t have enough. When you’re gone for more than a day he pulls it out and tries to pretend it’s you. He wanted you to make a VR porn game just for him. You had to break it to him that you had no idea how that would even work. Don’t you worry. He will find a way.

Cecil Dennis:

Call of Duty. He has a ratty taped up controller that his cousin through against the wall. He loves the Story mode way better than online. He doesn’t like online because he enjoys the plot more than the competition. (he’s bad at the game and gets bullied) He doesn’t rage. He cries when he dies too many times on a hard segment of the game and either makes to sit in his lap while he tries to get past that segment or he flat out lays ontop of you. Face buried in your neck sniffling.

[dyns33]

Spot the difference

It took me a while to finish this Agon x reader story, and it's not as good as I was hoping for, but I hope someone will like it

It had always been possible to differentiate Agon and Unsui Kongo. It was quite rare with identical twins, but even when they were babies, their behavior was so different that their parents knew who they were holding.

Then there was the hair, the style of clothing, the way of speaking. It was completely impossible to confuse them, much to everyone's relief.

No one wanted to talk to Agon thinking it was Unsui, because that meant taking the risk of being scorned, insulted, or even hit.

The only times there had been errors were because of the administration, which mixed up their files by only seeing their last name. It made Agon laugh a little when a teacher told him that he had gotten a bad grade, just as it pained Unsui who believed that he was being rewarded for his hard work.

This kind of thing however happened less and less as they grew up. Shinryuji's high school did not tolerate mistakes.

Then there was the tournament in the United States and the hair accident.

Following this horrible incident, many of the team members thought they saw Unsui in the corridors of the hotel, the moment Agon decided to walk around without his glasses and wig. This was quite normal, since after all they were identical twins, and they saw him from afar, without him opening his mouth.

But it gave the genius a weird ideas. As soon as he returned to Japan, he annoyed his brother until he agreed to participate in his stupid game. A second wig was bought, several clothes, and hell began for everyone who came across them.

Sometimes there seemed to be two Unsuis, sometimes two Agons, sometimes the brothers were not together, but no one could guess which one was here. They could have joined the acting club, because each was very good at imitating the other.

“What do you want, trash ?”

"Oh. Sorry Agon, I thought… I thought you were Unsui."

“But Ikkyu, it’s me.”

"Oh, Unsui, sorry ! You act like your brother so well, I…"

“No, but it’s really me, idiot, what do you want ?”

Even Hiruma got lost sometimes, which didn't please him, while Agon cried with laughter as he made fun of him loud enough for everyone to hear.

There was, however, one exception.

Some might have said that it was probably because she had known them forever, having practically been raised with them since they were neighbors, but Y/N always managed to recognize the brothers.

“Hello Unsui.” she said without the slightest hesitation as she passed by him, who was wearing the wig and glasses, and who had been letting everyone believe that he was Agon for several hours already.

“… Hello Y/N.”

“You’re totally ridiculous.”

"I know. Tell that to my brother."

More than with the others, there came a time when Agon mainly wanted to have Y/N. Even though she was slightly less stupid and annoying than the majority of the trashes, he didn't appreciate it when someone managed to beat him in any field.

He therefore insisted that his twin make an effort to behave exactly like him, while doing his best to sound like Unsui when he met the young girl.

But each time, the result was the same.

“It’s quite scary when you smile like that.”

"I do not see what you're talking about."

"And when you speak like that. I don't understand the purpose of your approach, Agon."

"But how do you always know ?! I was perfect ! All the other trashes were wrong !"

“It’s obvious, though.”

It was absolutely not obvious to anyone. Even Unsui admitted that his twin was horribly good at imitating him.

There really didn't seem to be any noticeable difference between the two brothers when they wanted to, and yet Y/N still knew.

She had been very close to them when they were young. Then as with all the others, Agon had moved away from her, leaving her with ordinary mortals and his twin. It was therefore possible that she mainly recognized the eldest, whom she saw almost every week.

But even when they weren't talking, staying completely still, in the meditation position like their trainer had taught them, Y/N could see the difference.

It became a game with the other players, and even other teams, organizing bets.

"Easy. Agon on the right, Unsui on the left."

"Are you sure ?"

"Completely."

"She's right…" Unsui sighed as he opened his eyes, delighted to be able to remove the fake dreadlocks from his head because he was starting to feel hot.

"You're cheating." Agon growled as he walked away, kicking a trash can. “There is no other explanation, you are cheating !”

While he was probably the one who was least interested in this game, Unsui also ended up wondering how his friend was doing to determine which twin was in front of her.

At first, the skin might have helped a little. With all the UV sessions and products he used, the youngest was slightly tanner than him. But with training and by preparing his little joke, Agon had made sure to find his birth color, the same as his twin.

They had no visible distinguishing marks, such as a mole or a scar. They were the same size. Maybe the muscles. Agon's were more powerful, bigger, but that didn't really show with the clothes they chose.

He dared to ask Y/N directly as they met to study and have coffee.

“I don’t really know how to explain.” she said very sincerely. "It seems obvious to me, that's all. In fact, I especially know when it's Agon to tell you the whole truth. It's… It's a weird feeling. He gives off something and I know everything straight away whether it's him or not."

"You mean he's scary. A lot of people feel that way around him."

"No. It's something else, I couldn't explain it to you."

In addition to this ability that Y/N possessed to differentiate them, Unsui was troubled by Agon's determination to succeed in trapping her.

His refusal to lose was well known, but it wasn't so bad that she was able to recognize them. It didn't matter. So why was he so stubborn ? It was more difficult to dare to ask him the question. His brother didn't like people questioning his actions.

“Ugh ?!”

"I'm just saying we could take a break. There's really no point…"

“We’ll stop when I say we’ll stop.” Agon almost shouted, grabbing his twin's face. "I'm the one who decides, as always."

“I just don’t understand why it bothers you so much that Y/N can recognize us.”

“That doesn’t bother me, Unko chan.”

It was obvious that this annoyed him a lot. Unsui eventually understood that it was mainly because he didn't know how she did it either, and that he simply didn't like to understand. More than beating her, he wanted to know how she did it.

This insistence began to tire Y/N. It might have been obvious that this was why she was wrong as Agon came to greet her with a huge smile.

Her mistake troubled him. For a moment, he even seemed disappointed. Then he regained his superior air, proudly announcing that he had beaten her.

But in his corner Unsui could see the young woman's expression, and he understood that she had done it on purpose, because she showed no sign of surprise while his brother continued to boast.

It was just an innocent ruse to get him to leave her alone.

Unsui could have said nothing. Besides, he didn't say anything. It wasn't his fault that his twin always knew what he was thinking and it was impossible to hide something from him.

All it takes was a smile for Agon to frown and regain his bad mood.

“She did it on purpose, didn’t she ?”

"Leave her alone."

“All she has to do is tell me how she does it !”

It was by chance that Unsui discovered the answer. While his brother had put his wig back on and he wasn't pretending to be someone other than himself, to flirt with two girls.

He noticed Y/N going to take the bus. She didn't see him, but her eyes fell on Agon, and then Unsui understood.

It was very simple at the end. There was a big difference between the two brothers for Y/N. There was only one she was in love with.

Like a super power, she could always know who she was talking to. Love didn't make her blind at all. She knew perfectly well how painful and dangerous the youngest could be. That was probably why she had never tried anything.

Knowing this, Unsui became more interested in Agon's behavior. He had never tried anything with her either, but even if she wasn't as sexy and rich as the girls he dated, it wasn't normal that he never did anything to impress her.

If he had known about her feelings, he would have spoken about them. Agon could be cruel, and he would have used this information to mock her. Either he didn't know, or he didn't want to hurt her.

Since he knew everything, the only way to explain the genius missing out was that he didn't think when it came to Y/N.

And either way, that could only mean one thing.

“You’re angry because you like her.” Unsui declared as his twin dressed like him to test their coach.

"… Eeeeeh ?!"

"If it's any reassurance, she'll never confuse us. I think she sees me more as a big brother."

"You've lost your mind, Unko chan. The wig melted your brain."

"I'm just saying she sees me as a brother, and only me."

Agon stared at him, his face growing serious, as if peering into his mind. Without his glasses, it was true that he looked a lot like Unsui at that moment.

"Just, please don't make fun of her. Leave her alone."

"Shut up."

"Despite everything, we are friends…"

“Unsui, shut up.”

He never called him by his first name. Never. Unsui couldn't tell if this was a good thing or not.

The pranks stopped after that. Agon let his hair grow back and never took off his glasses. Probably so no one could see when he looked at Y/N. But his brother saw him, and Hiruma saw him, but the demon kept the information in his threat notebook for later.

Until one day Agon approached Y/N in front of everyone to order her to come on a date with him.

"… Unsui, that's not funny, Agon won't be happy with you making him say things like that in public." Ikkyu whispered to him nervously.

"It's not Unsui."

"Yeah, leave us, trash. Let's go Y/N ! Now !"

"… All right."

“And you stop smiling stupidly, Unko chan !” Agon yelled at his twin, putting his arm around Y/N's shoulders to take her with him faster.

Hiruma scoffed something in his notebook. What wasn't secret wasn't important. Everyone watched them leave, while Unsui continued to snicker, thinking that in some things, they weren't so different.

[marcelinesghost13]

Ok blog we got some bullshit to talk about. Currently it is 4:20 in the morning. My brain has to do this block even though I'm fitting in and out. You may not make any sense of what I'm talking about cuz the thoughts are going to be completely random and all over the place. I'll definitely try to keep it together though but no promises.

So today I got to meet my therapist and my new PCP. I liked both of them. There are two factors that happened. One my blood pressure was actually pretty leveled. That's really because my wife didn't go with me and she wasn't screaming at me the whole fucking time. I mentioned this to her and she just laughed and actually said the only reason why your blood pressure is so high is because of me always screaming at you. That's some fucked up shit. Constantly knows the reason why my blood pressure is high is because of her. That's some really fucked up shit. But it was also talking to my friend the whole time who I see as a sister. I think to help keep my heart rate down. She's an amazing woman does a lot of amazing things.

I'm finally starting my journey towards who I'm supposed to be. I will be starting HRT in about 8 weeks. I was on it for a bit but I got off of it. That had to do with my wife and hurt bullshit. As many of you know she is not a fan of me becoming a woman. There are some days where she's okay with it and she talks about makeup and other things with me. But a great majority of the time she doesn't give a fuck she doesn't like the idea "it's weird". My doctor wants me to quit smoking. That's going to be a bad habit to quit. Especially since I've been smoking since I was 14 years old. But I bought this little device thing called FÜM air vaporizer. I don't know if it's supposed to help with smoking. Fucking thing better work that cost me a hundred dollars lol. But in any case I'm very excited about going on this journey I'm finally getting back on my HRT.

When I got home well actually scratch that before I go home I was already getting texts from my wife but where the fuck I was. Because I was gone for 6 hours basically. When I finally got home she asked if I had a good time. I asked her with what. She replied you know what I'm talking about you were gone all day having fun while I sat here having to put up with a crackheads. I told her I wasn't having any fun I was doing doctor's appointments. Her comment was sure you were I know what you were doing.

Then after that she went on a tangent of letting me know how I'm like my perverted father. Because that's all my dad does is go around fucking 20 year olds. That statement alone is fucking stupid as fuck. One my dad is impotent he can't get it up and the second factor is he can't take Viagra because he'll fuck with his heart and he can have a heart attack from it. So the chances of my dad actually having sex is like 0 to fucking none. Yeah my wife is insistent but that's exactly what my dad has been doing for the last couple weeks and why he ended up in a rehab retirement center.

That's another thing that she's been bitching about my dad being in a rehab retirement center. She's been so angry that he ended up there. Letting me know that he completely ruined our lives because he ended up there. That he's playing all these like mind games to fuck with her lives. I don't get how I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing. I'm answering doctor's appointments and Dr phone calls and all these other people there supposed to help but that's some of the problem my father has all this help and my wife has absolutely fucking no one according to her. So that's where the jealousy comes in because she's fucking jelly as hell. She does not like the fact that he has so many different people helping him with this process. Yet for years my wife has dealt with all of her doctors. I would help a lot more if I knew the phone numbers and the name of the doctors and stuff like that but she doesn't give me any of that information. She always find something when everybody to be angry about what they're doing in their life because her life is so miserable.

I think it's ridiculous that she acts like that. Stop being so miserable because everyone else is doing something in their life. Regardless of you agree to it or disagree to it. I get that the crackheads next to our house or drug addicts and you're going to act weird. Doesn't mean you have to mentally freak out on that shit. I understand that you grew up with people like that in your life. They need to learn to ignore it. You need to learn to conquer your trauma. She needs to learn to accept that certain people ask certain ways and you can't change that.

Oh dear my head's starting to get all light again. I'm trying to wrap this up pretty quick. So in any case besides my wife and her constant bitching and complaining about everyone that exists on this planet because she doesn't feel well. Things seem to be moving pretty good for me. Things are actually working very well for her too. Her doctor's finally figured out what's going on with her kidneys and bladder. So that's a plus. She is slowly getting better she just doesn't notice it. And I might be able to transfer over at work we'll see if that actually happened fingers crossed. All right about what happened to my dad in a different blog but as of right now that's currently where we're at.

So that's pretty much it that's what's going on so far. I'm going to go pass out now again because I'm exhausted and mentally drained.

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[deafeninggardenerpanda]

franflam (they are not sisters)

ahahahahaHAHA this is exactly what i was expecting people to send in when i said "controversial ships". no one is ready for one of my signature franflam tangents

under the cut:

you know the last time i did this ship bingo thing someone asked me about franflam too and i just flat out refused to respond because i didnt want to touch the discourse with a ten foot pole. either me putting my opinions here will get me cancelled or it will summon some people hopefully sane about this discourse. i love gambling

to preface, my honest opinions on the matter are that whatever the hell those two got going on in canon is queerbaiting. i say this as someone who bought star allies on a whim at gamestop as their very first kirb game like two years after it released, not even knowing kirby still made games at that time, and thus played the game with zero biases towards anything but yeah those two were written with a weird attachment to each other and it would be stupid to outright deny that. do i think franflam is canon though?: absolutely not and also i hate everyone who claims that with a passion. you could make a claim with a reasonable amount of evidence for either side of the argument and the fact that its even remotely possible both could be true at once, along with kumazaki himself either refusing to elaborate or confirm, or giving even More support to Either side is absolute bullshit and any sort of grey area here is totally his and the writers faults so hey can we all stop arguing about what the "correct" answer is when there literally isnt really one

anyways with that out of the way, heres all of the reasons i hate franflam without mentioning "potential incest" as a concern even once

their dynamic in canon is stereotypical angry black woman is overprotective of stereotypical dainty elegant white woman. hate that. gives me bad vibes. the whole "to show one character is in love with the other, they talk about their love interest nonstop every half second" trope is absolutely HANDS DOWN my absolute least favorite romance trope EVER. it drives me absolutely insane. thats the #1 way to get me to hate both of the characters and their relationship the fastest. holy shit shut up and focus on the story and whats happening around you instead of shoehorning mention of the other person into your words nonstop. hate that. i also hate the "person a is overprotective of their love interest" trope too, esp when it extends into jealously of the other person hanging out with others (sparkling pupupu world does this, for example). feels gross. can feel infantizing. if people see that as romantic good for you but i can not see it ever. its overly possessive. i think having a trio of mages and having two of them being separated and off fucking around on their own all the time as their "happy ending" is bad writing, especially when it comes to zans character being so heavily affected by her isolation from others and how hyness treated her AND YOU JUST GO AND SEPERATE THEM INTO FRAN+FLAM AND ZAN+HYNESS ALL THE TIME FOR SOME REASON HELLO. JUST MAKE ONE MAGE CHARACTER IN THAT CASE IF TWO OF THE TRIO HAVE NO DEVELOPMENT OR PURPOSE OTHER THAN TO FUCK OFF BY THEMSELVES. and then people who ship franflam also often end up shipping hynzan cause of that EWWWWWW GROSSSSSSS. also fran+flam being more close because the jambacult is a broken family that needs to heal Or them being more close because flam is an overprotective older sibling are INFINITELY more interesting to me as concepts than: "fran+flam are closer to each other and not zan because theyre dating and thus inherently dont care about zan as much because platonic relationships are always secondary to romantic". hate that. and the fandom. oh my God as people might be able to tell by all of the arrows on the bingo sheet i have fucking FEELINGS about this this needs a whole new paragraph

okay so. so 😍. i have this thing i call "red flag ships" where the ships are fine as a concept on paper but for some reason the shippers are just absolutely Rancid and that throws me off from liking the ship in its entirely and i get really sussed out by anyone who ships it. franflam is a red flag ship. i think the shippers have gotten so used to being yelled at by people who think theyre siblings that theyve pavlov'd themselves into being insanely hostile and aggressive to anyone who doesn't ship them. at least thats what i can tell from anyone whos Open and remotely loud about shipping them. istg i am not joking in the slightest when i say 95% of my interactions with people who Happen to be big or even decently into shipping franflam have been godawful. the convos dont even have to be around franflam i just think the ship inherently attracts awful people because its only aggressive toxic people who arent scared about shipping it openly. is that generalizing?: Yeah but thats just my personal experience. i have never met someone loud about liking franflam or who makes content for it that wasnt an awful asshole or yikes person in some way

that said, people who really like the ship but are quiet or lowkey about it usually end up being super chill and cool. its just the goddamn Fandom i have an issue with really. so anyone whos normal about it i am so sorry for you lmao

in a somewhat unrelated manner, i used to be somewhat close with someone who had franflam as their ultimate otp and God they fucking sucked. apart from redirecting every convo ever to be about franflam, they were also insanely nasty to anyone who even remotely saw them as siblings because they inherently saw it as an attack against franflam, so theyd always be making comments like "can you believe anyones stupid enough to see them as siblings" and "kinda misogynistic and lesbiophobic that metadede and marxolor are more popular than franflam when franflam is so blatantly canon" and yadayadayada they would say that shit completely unironically even right in front of me when they knew i hc'd them as siblings. i could complain up enough of a storm about that person and all of the insane things they said and did to fill up another 10 paragraphs but in general they were awful and really awful to me and multiple friends and you know what. i fucking hate the ship because of that too. sue me i cant stand seeing it around and i get grossed out by it.

on another note if i see anyone trying to push franflam as canon i will kick your ass. it might seem like im complaining about a problem that doesnt exist since tumblr is very anti-franflam, but on other sites its the opposite and if i had a nickel for every stupid "franflam is definitely canon and the only canon option and here's why" argument ive ever heard and could Easily debunk i could buy a fucking mansion. how to tell franflam shipppers its Okay if their ship isnt canon challenge: impossible (generalizing ofc, this whole rant is generalizing. take with a grain of salt. man i hate franflam)

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Salvation Chapter 5: Reader

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Summary: Reader is walking home one evening and gets attacked in an alleyway... until the Devil of Hell's Kitchen himself comes to her rescue. After passing out during the ordeal, she wakes up in the apartment of one Matthew Murdock, a kind and handsome lawyer who treats her injuries. As she and Matt get to know each other and grow closer, will someone from Reader's past tear their happiness apart?

Warnings/Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Attempted Sexual Assault, Past Domestic Violence, Stalking, Kidnapping (Y'all, seriously, please mind the tags)

Word Count: ~31k total

A/N: None.

No, no, shit, not again …

After her successful first meeting with Karen and Foggy, Y/N and Karen started doing occasional 'girls nights out'. I love Foggy and Matt, Karen had said during one of their outings, but I'm so glad to have another woman to hang out with.

Y/N had laughed. I know what you mean. I honestly do feel like I can tell Matt anything but there's certain things men just don't get.

Tonight Y/N and Karen had gone out to dinner and had just parted ways when Y/N started to get the (unfortunately now-familiar) feeling that she was being followed. I really have to take some self-defense lessons.

She took a deep breath. Okay, just a few more blocks, but what if whoever's following me follows me home? I could go to Matt's… oh no wait, damnit, he's over at Foggy's listening to the baseball game tonight. 

Crap, what do I do? I don't think whoever it is knows I'm on to them, so maybe I can sneak attack them. 

She casually reached into her purse and pulled out the taser she had bought after her first attack, her heart speeding up exponentially.

She cut into the nearest alley then whirled around, taser at the ready, but no one was there. Oh, thank God.

She gasped as she saw the Devil of Hell's Kitchen drop down from above her. "Oh, shit, it's you."

The Devil raised his hands in a non-threatening gesture. "My apologies… Y/N, isn't it?"

Y/N huffed out a breath. Matt must've told him my name. "Yeah. Yeah, that's me."

She tucked her taser back into her purse. "Warn a girl next time, would you? You scared me half to death."

The Devil nodded. "I didn't mean to frighten you. Matt asked me to keep an eye on you if I happen to see you out and about at night, so when I saw you walking alone I wanted to make sure you got home safe."

"Oh... well, thank you. And by the way…" Y/N bit her lip. "I never got to thank you for saving me a few months ago… and for bringing me to Matt instead of a hospital."

The Devil smiled softly. "I hear that worked out quite well for the both of you."

Y/N huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, I guess it has. Bet you never thought that the woman you rescued that night would wind up with the guy you brought her to for medical treatment."

The Devil shrugged. "Maybe not, but from the way Matt talks about you I can tell that there's something special between the two of you. How long have you been together now?"

"About four and a half months." Y/N paused. "Wait a minute, you said Matt talks about me?"

"On occasion." The Devil paused and licked his lips. "He really cares about you, you know."

Y/N nodded. "I really care about him, too. He's been… I don't know what exactly he's told you about me, but I got out of a really bad relationship right before I moved to New York and he's been really patient and understanding while I work through a lot of the trauma from that."

She shook her head with a fond sigh. "Matt's… he's amazing. I'm really lucky to have him in my life."

The Devil smiled softly. "Funny, he says the same thing about you."

Y/N's heart fluttered happily. "Really?"

The Devil nodded. "I don't know what your last relationship was like so I can't speak to that, but I can tell you that Matt has told me that you're the answer to his prayers and that he'd move Heaven and Hell if that's what it took to keep you safe and prove to you that you deserve all the happiness in the world."

"Matt really said all that?"

"Cross my heart." The Devil tilted his head, as if listening for something. "Shit. I have to go. You'll be careful getting home?"

"Yeah, it's not far, I'll be alright. Just… give me a heads-up that you're around next time instead of just creeping on me, okay?"

The Devil chuckled and gave a brief nod. "I will. Goodbye, Y/N."

Y/N watched as he scaled his way up to the roof of a nearby building. There was something vaguely familiar about him…

She shook her head. I'm probably just remembering him from last time, but either way I should get home before I really do get followed.

She walked the rest of the way home without incident, breathing a sigh of relief as she made it inside and locked her door.

She took a shower and had just climbed into bed when her phone rang.

She smiled as Matt's contact photo popped up on her screen. "Hi, honey. What's up?"

"Hey, sweetheart," Matt replied. "Are you and Karen still out?"

"No, actually I just got home a little while ago."

"Oh okay, I was just wondering because Foggy wanted to celebrate the Mets' win over the Phillies so we were going to see if you and Karen wanted to join us. It's fine, though, honestly. Maybe I can use the fact that you're already home to convince Foggy it's a bad idea to go out."

Y/N chuckled. "Good luck."

"So how was your night?"

"It was fun." Y/N thought back to her encounter with the Devil. "Had an interesting encounter on my way home though, made me realize that I definitely need to look into some self-defense lessons."

"Wait, are you okay? Did something happen?" Matt's voice was laced with worry.

"No, no, I'm fine, I promise. I just ran into Daredevil tonight. Apparently someone asked him to keep an eye on me."

Matt was silent for a moment. "You're not mad at me for that, are you?"

"No, of course not, honey." Y/N let out a huff of laughter. "He just wasn't as stealthy as he thought he was being. I felt like I was being followed so I grabbed my taser out of my purse and cut into an alleyway, then he dropped down in front of me seemingly from nowhere and scared the crap out of me. He's lucky he didn't get tased."

Matt sighed. "I'm really sorry, sweetheart. I just want to keep you safe." 

Y/N shook her head. "I know and I honestly do appreciate the concern, especially considering how we met. I just told him next time he's around to let me know instead of just frightening me half to death."

Matt chuckled. "Oh okay, good. So about those self-defense lessons… How about you let me teach you? Say, tomorrow, at my place? Around 5? I'll make dinner afterwards and we can cuddle on the couch."

Y/N smiled. While she enjoyed going out, staying in with Matt was her favorite kind of date. "Sounds wonderful." 

"Great. Wear something comfortable to spar in."

Y/N bit her lip. She wanted to mention the other things the Devil had said, but ultimately decided that that definitely was more of an in-person conversation rather than an over-the-phone one. "So, any idea on how you're going to convince Foggy to stay in tonight?"

"Oh, uh…" Matt paused. "Actually he just fell asleep on the couch, so I'm gonna go home and call it a night myself."

"Okay, be careful. Not everyone has their own personal bodyguard in the form of the Devil of Hell's Kitchen." She kept her voice light so Matt would know she was teasing.

Matt chuckled. "I will, sweetheart. See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Good night, honey."

"'Night, Y/N. Sweet dreams." 

Y/N got the feeling that Matt had wanted to say something else, but when he didn't, she replied, "You too, Matt. Bye."

"Bye."

Y/N hung up and put her phone on the charger before settling in. 

Her mind drifted back to her conversation with the Devil. Matt said you're the answer to his prayers.

Of course she couldn't be sure that Matt actually had said that, but one thing she was sure of, however, was that Matt was definitely the answer to hers. I'm in love with him.

[unsleepingtales]

Burrow's End Episode 2 Reactions!

Ok so I watched this spread out over last night and this morning and now I'm in a Great mood for class! This episode was so good though. Really really truly this is wonderful and I love this season.

She thought they would have greater numbers?? Aabria you’re the one who wrote it what do you mean

Erika’s character look is so cool

Electricity?

That is what mothers are like yeah.

I don’t know about every stoat in the world being able to harness lightning magic but sure okay

This line of thinking from Tula feels very in line with what Brennan’s talked about in the past of it always being valuable for someone to have basic needs in mind, and it making everything easier and more enjoyable when those things are considered first.

Oooh paladin things!

This season is going to fuck me up incredibly badly and it’s not even going to be the sad shit it’s just going to be the parent/child interactions.

It hurts to be awake because it’s all I ever think about and there are no answers. So real.

Ava is so good to watch

Every time it cuts to Erika-

Ugh I love dnd so much

Every time Brennan gets a nat1 he kind of hides behind it lol

Tula has a -1 to arcana???

Love to see the weird british things counter return

Cageyyyy

Bear nearby and bear has small friends?

BATTLE MAP BATTLE MAP

THE WHOLE MAP IS A BEAR

Vampire chipmunk??? What the fuck what the fuck what the fuckkkk

WHAT

Ok oh my gif the threatening energy in “Oh, you didn’t beat me.”

WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOD WHAT I HATE THAT WHAT

I hate it I hate it I hate it no god please no

ON THE DOME TOO??

Izzy is so right about the magic school bus thing

My soul shoots straight out of my ass, into hell. 🙂.

This is so unpleasant to look at

This does not feel proportional but it’s fine this is fine

HOW IS THIS BEAR ALIVE

Erika is so good at being The Old Lady

Be better!!

So help me I will turn this bear around!

Oh my god

I get that the heart beating is important to convey that the bear is still alive but jesus

There’s literally enough bear already.

Parasitic chipmunks nesting inside a bear. Good lord.

God I keep looking at the projection. That’s so unsettling.

Bad! This feels bad!

Oh my GOD

What oh god please no

What a brilliant episode to be watching while I have breakfast

I’m so curious if the bear’s actions are legendary actions or lair actions

Oh that was such a new york mother voice

That was literally a commercial break. The Iyengar-Mulligan bit. That was a comic relief commercial break

Horrible!!!

Eraser destroying power couple lmao

Like a stoat!

As an experienced babysitter I can confirm. Eight year olds are strong and it is because they don’t know they are. Being punched by an eight year old fucking hurts.

They’re taking the Alvin thing so far and it’s incredible

Ava WHAT are you doing

Oh I had a physical reaction to that. That was so unpleasant.

You think you’ve got this (threatening)

(Aabria laughs at the nerve of this play)

I love seeing my own table dynamics reflected in others. Because this wild swinging from hysterical laughter to jaw dropping horror is exactly what happened literally four days ago in my current game.

If your spine isn’t working store bought is fine

I dislike this strongly

She’s in the medulla oblongata! (Mentopolis)

FUCK YEAH LILA

Oh my god Aabria

Terrifying right now but like I’m a fun way

Just a lil blood soaked guy

I really appreciate how Aabria always mentions who’s up next so they can prep

I love doing things that potentially have great consequences just to see what it would do.

Oh we’re in blue again ok

What a wild thing to be happening right now

Oh good god

Do NOT eat it

What oh god what the fuck are you doing

MID COMBAT LEVEL UP???

Oh ok.

No I don’t believe that they’re dead- well, they don’t look great…

Pick your one favorite organ

The devil inside my child’s head!

Level up eyyy

What a visual

And also to you :)

Oh my god

Ok! What a time. Wow.

[pinkipeachiikeen]

Signs of Love (F! HOH Reader x Toge Inumaki) VALENTINES SPECIAL

Fem HOH reader! x Toge

words in italic bold are signed! 

Authors note: I personally am not not Hard Of Hearing, but I tried my best to write as realistically I can and I talked to an expert about how I can best go about writing this. But! she is an expert in ASL not JSL and all the signs I described were learned from youtube videos and google. I really hope that I described the actions in a way thats understandable to others since I never described a person signing before 

Tags; @taeyamayang 

word count: 3590 in total

Happy Valentines!

Also im prob gonna write a prequel at some point bc i lowkey went off script and made a paragraph a lot more detailed (and darker) than I wanted to for this upbeat fic, so if you enjoy this be on the lookout!

(translation bank I used lol) You wouldn’t think a large anthromorphic panda would be so hard to find. But, alas i’ve spent the last twenty minutes playing a very one sided game of tag  and i’ve really had enough. “MAKI!” I call out to the green-ete, sparring on the field. 

“Yeah?” she replies, looking my way.

Yuuta, took that as his chance to try to land a hit, but Maki, as if she read his mind quickly swept him out from under his feet and he landed in a cloud of dust and a resounding ‘oof!’ 

“Sorry to catch you at a bad time.” I apologize as I make it  across the field to her. She shakes her head, “Nah, we’re finished.” she states as she dug her shoe into his chest. “Right?” Yuuta nods and taps out. I reach my hand out to pull him up. “You good?” He nods, finding balance again now that he’s upright. “I-” he wheezes, grasping his knees as he catches his breath. “I will be.” I clasp my hands together. “Well, im glad I caught you both, since I know you guys wouldn’t lie to me.” Maki raises an eyebrow. “Didn’t Yuuta lie about eating your leftover takeout the other day?” Yuuta pauses, before he nod’s guiltily . “But You can’t be upset with me! I bought you fresh takeout to make up for it and ice cream.” 

“Exactly!” I agree. “But the thing is, Maki wouldn’t lie to me, cuz she doesn’t  care enough to lie and would rather tell me straight up. You,” I point to him. “You can’t lie to me. It’s way too obvious, and besides it eats you up inside.”

He scratches the back of his neck. “Well, I guess you got me there. But what did you want to ask?”

I sigh. “Why has Toge been ignoring me? Originally he was just flaking on his lessons, but now he seems to be actively avoiding me. Hell, even Panda is running away from me now. I try not to run away from my problems, but now they are actively running away from me, so...” I throw my hands in frustration. “Any ideas?” 

“Oh he’s definitely  ignoring you.” Maki confirms. “He basically tucked and rolled out of breakfast today when you walked in.”

“I KNEW I SAW HIM!” I exclaim. “Panda just said I was seeing things, then dipped when I started asking questions.” I side eye a panicked looking Yuuta. “Like you are trying to do now.” He gulps. 

“I-im not, i just think Gojo-sensei is calling for me!” 

I roll my eyes. “Just go.”

He awkwardly nods before he books it down the training field, cronching half dried snow leaving just Maki and I to grace the field.

“You know no one was actually calling for him, right?”  Maki checks. I sigh. “Just like we all know Gojo’s currently on a mission.” I run my hands through my hair. “I’m too tired to press Yuuta on the details of whatever he’s hiding.”

“Emotionally or physically?”

“Both.” 

I plop down on the stairs and groan. “I don’t even know what I did!” “I doubt you did anything.” she replies as she settles next to me. “Boys are dumb. That’s not anything new.” I flutter my lips. “Yeah, I know. I just thought he was special.”

Maki awkwardly pats my back. Shes never been quite good with affection in any way, but its good to see shes growing. “There, there.”

I chuckle. “That was hard for you, wasn’t it.”

“A little bit, yeah.” We share a laugh.

“Look, Y/n. Whatevers going on with Inumaki will blow over soon. You’re acting as if you guys aren’t attached to the hip 24/7.  ‘looking like middle schoolers scribbling in that stupid notebook.” she kicks a stray pebble with her foot. “ Where is it  anyway?” she asks. Shes referring to the Lisa Frank notebook we pass back and forth. It was originally for JSL notes, but then it kinda devolved into a book of memes, random notes and crude drawings of Gojo whenever we found him especially annoying. Maki and Panda have both voiced their disdain for it, but for very different reasons. Maki finds the cute and bright colors obnoxious while Panda finds the cartoon panda riding a surfboard offensive, for some odd reason, since ‘pandas don’t ride waves’. To my knowledge they don’t make bad jokes or fight curses either, but here we are. I sigh. “It’s in my room. The last time it was used he scribbled some sorry excuse why he can’t come to our JSL lesson. Maki’s eyebrows furrowed. “Wasn’t your last lesson like a week ago?” i nod. “ A week tomorrow.” She says something under her breath, too fast for me to read. I sigh. “Maki,  you know I can’t hear people when they whisper like that.” 

She shrugs me off. “It wasn’t anything important. Just saying that Inumaki is dumb. Screw him. Anyways, are you still having your lesson with him tommorrow?”

“Thats the plan. If he even shows up.” I mutter the last part under my breath.

Maki’s eyes gain a glint, one im all too familiar with. “So what do you plan on doing with him? All alone? In your room?” She breaks down every part slowly.

“Uh, study? Probably eat snacks and look at shitty memes. What we usually do.  Why?”

She shrugs. “No reason. I was just wondering if you were gonna give him his homemade chocolates then in the confines of your room or when you are giving the others their store bought chocolate.”

I furrow my brows. “What are you talking about? Tomorows not..” my voice dies out as I check the date on my phone.

Feburary 13th.

The day before Valentines Day.

SHIT

“Shit, shit SHIT!” I cry, grabbing my things. “I need to finish making the choclate!” 

Makki yells something in a retort but the only thing on my mind is the half finished chocolate bento in my room waiting to be filled with white chocolate onigiri and gummy takoyaki.

Toge was my first friend at the school. I was the new kid, the last of the five of us. I felt like every bond that could be made was already made between them and that there was no room for me. I mean I felt like that everywhere I went regardless, but when you are surrounded by powerful sorcerers and a freaking panda there’s not much a person can do to feel special. I didn’t come from a powerful bloodline or anything, I was just a girl with a cursed technique, and hell that doesn’t mean much when Maki can kick ass without one. I don’t think I spoke more than three words the first few weeks I was there, which threw  off everyone, especially since Toge tended to speak leaps and bounds over me and his vocab was limited to rice ball ingredients. It also didn’t help that I  kept to myself, despite Gojo’s constant encouragement ( and by that I mean nagging) to ‘be social, makes some friends, kiddo!’ The others all tried tried to be friendly in some way or another but Toge was the only one who was consistent despite me keeping him at arms length. He approached me when I was taking a hearing break, a time when the others wouldn’t attempt to bother me and usually gave me space. I was ready to brush him off when he did something unexpected. Using his left hand he made a turning motion against his left, then pointed at me before making a circling motion using both hands, then moving his right pointer finger to his cheek. 

How are you doing today?

The motions were a bit awkward, but fluent enough to see that he practiced the motions a few times. He was signing. I immediately lit up and starting waving my hands in ways that probably didn’t even make up any coherent signs, based on the look of confusion in his eyes. I learned then that Toge only learned how to sign ‘how are you doing today’ five minutes prior when he saw me turn down my aides because he wanted to be able to communicate with me in a way I was comfortable with. 

I can’t pinpoint it exactly, but i’m pretty sure that was the moment I fell in love with him.

Or at least knew that he was gonna be someone important in my life, but hey. I’m a jujitsu sorcer. What are we if not a tad dramatic sometimes. Have you met our teacher?

It was then that I soon found out how similar Toge and I are. Our cursed technique both involved our voices (he’s able to command others to do whatever he says, and I’m able to use a sonic scream to exorcise curses),and they both have the same drawback of having an extremely sore throat after using those techniques.

But the biggest challenge we share is how our cursed techniques have  both impacted our ability to communicate traditionally. Mine took that privilege away when I was just a little girl, unaware of the ability nestled within me. His, was sealed away at birth, only to be used in dire time of need. We also both had adapted and grown despite these challenges. He can talk to othes using rice ball ingredients and I use a hearing aide to make up for the percentage of what I lost using my technique wildly.  Most importantly we both are here to train to become powerful enough to make sure our techniques can never hurt ourselves and others. So maybe one day we could see them as gifts and not a curse. That realization is what pushed us to learn sign language fluently, something I was close to and he was definitely not. We wanted to make sure we could be most efficient in the field since rice ball ingredients can inky mean so many things and my aides can only help so much. Some days are going to be worse than others and we wanted to be prepared for that.

We also thought talking shit about people in front of them would be funny too, but mainly the first reason. 

So every Tuesday afternoon since has been a designated JSL day, spent looking over notes and books we got from the library or my own personal collection. I’d say we have improved drastically since, despite how easly distracted we can both be. Especially Toge, he went from being a total beginner in JSL to being able to hold a converstatiion with little trouble. I couldn’t  be more proud of him.

Well I technically could be.

I would be a lot more proud if he was actually here.

And hadnt blown me off.

Again.

ON VALENTINES DAY.

Y’know I would be less upset iif he left or note or something. But no. And he was suspiciously absent earlier this morning in class when I handed Panda and Yuuta their chocolates. Instead of getting complaints or teasing from them about how I decided to buy theirs compared to me spending hours making Toges, I got sympathetic looks instead. 

No one directly said anything, but we all knew what they were thinking. 

Poor Y/n. 

I passed the point of me just moping around feeling sorry for myself. Theres only so much hiding away under the covers in self pity a person can do without going a little stir crazy.

So now?

Now i’m just pissed.

I was about to grab the nearest throw pillow to scream about how boys are stupid and how imma wring his platinum blonde ass, hoping I wouldn’t accidently overload it with cursed energy and tear apart my room (again) when i hear a shlick from under my door. 

Slowly creeping towards the door I see that something was slid under the door.

A tiny, pocket notebook.

A tiny Lisa Frank notebook.

What the hell?

I flip the tiny notebook open to read;

Meet me at our spot? :)

Written in a glitter pen. My glitter pen he most likely stole. I scoff, rolling my eyes. Yeah, no. You don’t get to be all cute and shit after ghosting me.  But then I move my thumb to find;

Please? I’ll explain everything :) :) :)

Damn. An excessive use of smiley faces. He must be desprate. I groan to myself. I was never gonna win that anyway. Toge has be under his thumb and I bet he knows it at this point. 

I slide on my coat and shoes and head out the door.

Toge’s and I’s ‘spot’ was an abandoned gazebo on the other side of the school. We found it one day after running away from the consequences of our actions, or his actions to be exact. I’m not one for pranks, especially when it includes angering a giant panda. I don’t know why Toge thought it was a good idea to put itching powder in Pandas hairbrush (I didn’t know that Panda  used a hairbrush either, but thats for another time), he’s seen him mad enough to  rip a tree in two with just his hands (paws?). Whatever the case, Toge ripped me away  from a peaceful convo with Yuuta with a hurried “Tuna!” and a grab (yank) of my hand. I was going to resist but I knew the thumping vibrations of a pissed off Panda when I feel them so and took that as a sign to run as fast as my feet could take me and chew out Toge later. My feet just so happened to take me

Here. 

I carefully step down the beaten path. The dead and dried leafage I pushed past  almost crumbled upon impact, a stark contrast to the fight they put up in the summer, scratching and ticking to our uniforms like we first found what would be our secret spot and hideaway from all the others and sometimes, the world itself. 

As I  snake down the path, avoiding larger sticks and pots of mud I see flickers of light leading me, calling me, to the gazebo

Stars? No, too bright. 

Candles. 

And by the looks of it, lots of them.

What is going on?

As I finally venture past the leafage my suspicions were confirmed. In front of me stood a beautiful ring of candles supported by a path leading me up the cricket old stairs into the heart of the gazebo that stood

Toge. 

The candles highlighting his slightly tense body making him have an otherworldly glow, his hands grasping a bouquet of flowers.

“Toge? W-what the hell is all this?” I stammer, slowly making my way to him.

“Tuna.” he hands me the bouquet, well more like stiffly shoves into my hands

“For me?”  I ask as I awkwardly grasp the bouquet. He nods. 

Then he takes a deep breath in before using his pointer finger and thumb to lightly grasp the bridge of his nose, then placing the same hand diagonally acoss his face, pushing away from him. 

I’m sorry.

He tries to keep my gaze, but his eyes keep fluttering away.

Is he.. Is he blushing? 

I’ve really been an idiot. 

He signs, moving his hand while opening his pointer and middle finger apart from each other. 

I was just so nervous that somehow you would find out about this surprise, that I avoided you.

He’s signing so flawlessly, has he been practcing without me

You mean so much to me, I really just wanted to do something big and special for you, because you deserve everything and more.

Is.. Is this a confession? My heart beat picks up faster and faster by the minute. Time feels so fast, yet impossibly slow as he signs once more.

He stalls for  a minute before moving his hans so fast that I could barely read them.  Moving his two fingers in a swirling motion then pulling them down, Toge then rubs his right hand over his fist, multiple times.

I love you. 

I  love you.  I love you. I  love you.

You see, in JSL, like Japanese, there are many ways to say I love you. To show love between friends, you bring your middle finger and thumb of your dominant hand and bring it your chest, closing them upon impact, bringing that hand down,  then pointing at the person in question. 

To confess to having feelings for another person, you point to yourself, before putting your pointer finger and thumb under your chin, then pointing to the person you are referring to. 

But to show deep passionate love, you move your fingers in a swirling motion, pull them down before using that same hand to rub your fist.

Just what Toge was doing.

“You,” I start slowly. “You love me?” His cheeks lit up in flames. 

“Bonito flakes!” My face falls for a split second before he shakes his head aggressively, “Salmon!” 

I tilt my head in confusion. “What are you trying to say? 

He grumbles,diving into his pocket to look at a crumpled piece of paper.  I squint my eyes to get a better look the paper, the candles could only illuminate so much, but from what I could see Toge made a photocopy from the back of my JSL book, specifically the signs of love. 

We haven’t went over that part yet, when did he learn this?

The page showed the three different ways a person could announce their love, shoving the page back into his pocket he tries again, starting the motions to confess, but I already knew what he meant. 

He was about to put his fingers to his chin before I tackled him in a hug, flowers long forgotten. “Tuna!” he yelps, caught off guard, before settling into my touch.

“I understand.” I clarify, slowly unzipping his collar, “And,” I add, holding his pale cheek staring into his beautiful amethyst eyes. 

“I love you, too.” I whisper, closing the distance. 

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His lips were a bit chapped, but soft nonetheless and were gentle, almost shy against mine. His hand was about to move off my shoulder and to my chin before he stopped and pulled away quickly, his relaxed body stiffening into a fighting stance.

“Wha-” I say, still dazed from the kiss.

“Show yourself.” he demands to a seemingly harmless bush, his words dripping cursed energy.

Four heads then pop out of the bush in sync. 

“Panda, you idiot, you got us caught!” Maki

“Me? No way! It was totally Yuuta. He’sthe one cryling like a baby!” Panda

“What! I sniffled ONCE! How are you souless monsters not tearing up?” Yuuta

“He’s right, that was quite beautiful. My beautiful students! They grow up so fast! And Gojo?! 

“What the hell are you guys doing here!” I interrogate the four. God, where they watching the whole time? They had to have been, with half of them sporting smug faces (Maki and Gojo) and the other half embarrassed and guilty . “Who did you think planned this?” Maki retorts. My jaw drops. “B-but you said-” 

“I didn’t say shit, you just assummed.” she corrects. “But you were right, I don’t like to lie and rather be honest. But I can keep a secret.” she winks. “I’m just the only one who isnt glaringly obvious.” she side eyes he others who look away bashfully. Except for Gojo, who pipes in with “Oh, I just found out myself while they were planning and couldn’t miss missing this beautiful declaration of love.” he wipes a invisible tear for dramatic effect even though he’s wearing a blindfold.. Weirdo. Maki ignores his statement, or doesn’t give it any thought as she adds; “I’m not gonna lie, watching you two pine and whine for each other was painful though, glad you guys finally did something about it.”

“i-It wasn’t that bad!”

“Yes, it was.” they all reply in unison, even Gojo, which garners a few weird looks. 

“Hey! I’ve had to watch them give each other doe eyes in class for months!” he shares. “Why do you think I always placed them together on missions?”

“Um- Cause we work well together?” I intervene.

He shrugs. “You both work well with everyone, I was just doing the lord’s work.”

That then caused the other three to bicker and complain about who helped progress ‘their ship’ the most.

“Fish flakes…” Toge muttered. “Yeah.” I agree. “I can’t believe we associate with them.” “Salmon.” 

“Whatever!” Maki shouts over the bickering. “Now that the work is done, no matter who helped,” she eyes the other three “lets just discuss whats most important.”

I tilt my head in confusion.

“How much you suckers owe me! Pay up, losers!” 

A series of groans follow as each of them all pull out their wallets (don’t ask me where Panda got his from, I don’t know. He once pulled out a box of tissues from his fur, I stopped asking questions about what he can and can’t do after that.) “Wait a damn minute!” I exclaim. “You were betting on us?!” 

“Hey, you should be thankful! I was the only one who said you would kiss him first!” she reveals, grabbing 2000 yen from each of the guys.

“Gojo?! You too?!”

He shrugs. “Toge, you really let me down. That was my daifuku money.” he reveals sadly.”

“Bonito flakes!” he retorts, eyebrow twitching. 

I shake my head. “That is so disrespectful guys.” I state. “Welp, now that thats out of the way, Maki you better give me half.”

“MUSTARD LEAF?!”

[place-o-ponderance]

Most people first got introduced to Mario with perhaps his hottest new game. Mario blasted his way into my life in a really strange way. I don't think i knew about Mario at all until i was in first grade. Other kids i went to school worshiped Mario, and i didn't exactly join in, because how could i? this was so new and foreign to me. The first Mario game i ever played was New Super Mario Bros. Wii. one of my parents must've bought it around the time it came out. again, the memory is fuzzy. But anyways, this game was unbelievably hard for me. in fact? I still think it is. I'm bad at 2D platformers. (still have never beaten it) That wasn't what mattered to me, though. A factor of this game had me hooked: Yoshi. Discovering Yoshi was nothing short of enchanting. I needed Yoshi in my life. Young Rudy was enthralled by animals (still am, obviously) and these creatures were what truly opened my eyes. I'd panic if he got hit and ran around. The game was infinitely more fun with him. After the first early levels where you have Yoshi, i no longer felt motivated to move on. it only got more difficult for my young mind. "How could i do it without him?" Anyways, i got figures of Mario and Yoshi around this time as well. I considered Luigi, but i could only get two. there's no way i couldn't have Yoshi, or Luigi without Mario, so he was axed. (A similar core memory involved me choosing between a Sonic and Shadow plush at Toys R Us. I didn't have any Sonic games, but i knew something was a bit sinister about Shadow. I strongly considered him, but in the end, Sonic was chosen. Sometimes i wonder if it was a butterfly effect. Perhaps i'd be a different person if i'd picked Shadow instead.) To young Rudy, the history of Mario was really vague and mysterious. "How does my uncle know him?" I'd wonder. Before getting other games like Super Mario Galaxy, and Super Paper Mario (AGAIN, were too hard to beat. SPM is lost to the winds of time, and SMG is too scratched to play) i was introduced to the Super Mario Bros. Super Show !!!!!!!! yeah. I had DVDs of that. Did it have an impact on how i perceived Mario? hell, probably. I thought of Bowser as 'King Koopa' because of it, and found myself primarily using the title, much to the dismay of my peers. I think in my eyes, i believed it to be a larger part of the Mario mythos that it actually was. I didn't even know how old the show was, but I could tell it wasn't recent. Before i had access to the internet, i'd still wonder about Mario's past. How did he become so popular? Is he really old? i had no knowledge of older Mario games. I had a real shithead friend in first/second grade, who would tell me all kinds of tall tales. (this kid was a riot, his influence may appear in future posts) But the point is, young Rudy was very gullible. Perhaps too gullible for his own good. And as such, many adults and kids alike would take advantage of this fact for their amusement. I've had a very vivid, and sometimes gruesome imagination ever since i was young. Upon asking a Mario themed question, the kid (we'll call him C.W.) had a story to tell me. what i remember of it, is: "Mario and Luigi were real life plumbers in the 1930s. They fought real minions of Bowser and ate fire flowers and mushrooms for power ups. and eventually they lost. They died in a horrific, bloody accident. Even though Mario is dead, the games are based on his adventures." I wish i remembered more, because i really did believe it. I found it to be bone-chilling, even. There was probably a more specific detail about him being mauled by Bowser or impaled with spikes that made it extra unsettling to me. I think the real kicker was the fact that Mario was "a real person" who "is actually DEAD" that made it so impactful. I don't even remember if Luigi was in it.

Super Mario Odyssey is a good game. I managed to beat that one.

-Rudy