#hes the same class as gale omg

[lixbf]

finding out that volo is a wizard and not a bard has changed me as a person

[brotherwtf]

Loved your age gap au so much 🥺

I can imagine Gale wanting to spend 24/7 cuddled with Jhon and Jhon would look after him so delicately. Like always carrying gale around the house bridal style when he's being stubborn or when he's hurt or tired.... Omg so many possibilities ❤️

I'm loving it so much too, honestly wrote it in a haze this morning and now it has consumed me

when they first move in together, Gale doesn't want to spend one second out of John's grasp, loves the stability of having someone who loves him so wholly that he can't live without it, John has to peel Gale off of him sometimes so he can to base some days

I love the idea of John just being so gentle with Gale during everything, knows what he and his mother had to live through with Gale's father, kisses his scars and promises to protect Gale, promises he'll be safe with him. Doesn't take things further until Gale's ready, always talks him through new steps in their relationship because his worst fear is hurting Gale

CARRYING HIM BRIDAL STYLE IM GONNA SOB Gale will come home from a hard day of classes and immediately fall into John's arms, doesn't even let him take off his uniform, legs refusing to work so John has to pick him up, kisses his forehead and carries them to bed, makes out with him on their bed to help clear their heads

Gale sometimes insists on coming to base with John, even when John is a little hesitant of introducing him to his friends bcs of how young he is, but Gale wants to meet John's friends

they instantly take to Gale, taking on that same protective energy that John has whenever he's around Gale, they don't even comment on how young Gale looks compared to John

John would be so tender with Gale during sex (gonna leave that there bcs I may or may not have a drabble coming y'all's way 😉), it's just so sweet and good, maybe Gale just cries the whole time

John would call Gale "darling" and "doll" and "baby" and Gale would fold, makes his head so mushy that an older man is calling him those names

maybe there's some repressed daddy kink here, working through some trauma with John... I shant discuss this here

loving this au so much, lmk if y'all want to see more from this!!!

[avonne-writes]

besides family stuff do buckyxbuck (hs au) argue about other stuff like they're so different i feel like they have to bicker a lot and like sometimes they're friends are like "god you fight like you've been married for 50 years" and sometimes its siblings fighting where it gets so intense so fast that everyone leaves and and and then everyones like 'omg they were fighting at lunch it was scary' but they see them next class and they're completely fine and giggling

Hahaha fun question! Of course they bicker and fight 😁 (actual fights are not frequent though)

In their high school years, a typical thing for them to bicker about or even get into bigger arguments over is video games. Yes, you heard that right. They play on Bucky’s console a lot, and Gale often wipes the floor with Bucky's characters if they play against each other. Unless it's FIFA, because Gale sucks at that one. They learn that it's better if they're on the same team.

Another thing is that Bucky sometimes doesn’t know when to stop pushing buttons or doesn’t want to stop pushing them. Sometimes, Gale’s irritated but he keeps bothering him, particularly by pulling the hair tie out of his hair (🤦‍♀️). Gale snaps at him for this.

Gale can get morose and passive-aggressive sometimes, and he and Bucky grumble at each other and bicker over that too. The things they disagree on are usually completely insignificant.

Then there are those intense fights, like the one you described. A pretty funny one happens while out in a city on a school trip. They're both tired, and something silly escalates between them to the point that they curse, and Gale tells Bucky in a low, angry voice to go whichever way he wants, just far away from him. Bucky says, fine! They both sulk and pout, their friends are terrified of what's coming next, but Bucky keeps walking in the same direction as Gale. Literally ten steps later, Gale spots something he likes and turns to Bucky to talk about it, and Bucky listens as usual, and they carry on as if nothing happened. Their friends share a look.

[rawrsatthetree]

I think the best way to tackle a Modern AU for BG3 isn’t to make it a slice of life but to some how combine the elements of a collage drama, organized crime, a dooms day cult, and an alien invasion all into one coherent plot.

I do not know how to do this but I do have some ideas. All the characters have no reason to associate with each other until they’re all abducted by aliens, wormed, and released back into the wild like a bird that just got tagged. Everyone kind of writes it off as either a bad trip or a dream until the cross paths and the worm does the connection thing. Eventually bringing them all together with a few people investigating the invasion to get to the bottom of what’s happening.

Wyll is a pre law student mostly against his will to appease his dad. He wants to help people but doesn’t necessarily want to be a cop like his father the chief of police. He half asses his classes because he doesn’t have much passion for them, blowing them off to volunteer in clubs and community outreach programs. I think Mizora should be either a professor, Dean of students, or academic advisor. In exchange for favors she alters his grades pushes him through the system. Little does he know she’s also idk involved with a crime organization and her favors go from small and perverted to slowly becoming more dangerous and criminal. He’s young and she has a lot of power over his future and could even expose him as a fraud and an accomplice to his father so he feel helpless to defy her.

Astarion is a law school drop out but that’s old news. You’ll find him prowling the local bar and club scene looking for potential clients. After a string of bad luck and poor life choices he’s a prostitute and drug dealer for a local gangster in the Black Hand gang only known as The Vampire (I know I’m so creative). Cazador’s deal is still the pretty much the same local rich public figure is secretly a very cruel and evil man who uses fear and addiction to control his underlings.

Karlach worked as muscle for the leader of the Black Hand gang before she was forcibly sold and enlisted as a mercenary over seas. After a ten years fighting in foreign years she’s back and ready to get her revenge on the whole Black Hand cult unfortunately she has to do it quickly because (ok idk I tried doing some research and couldn’t find any condition caused by an injury that can suddenly become fatal idk maybe cancer from a bullet or shrapnel)

Gale isn’t a professor but like a doctorate student on a tenure track, but bordering on the mad science kind of research. He’s in an abusive relationship with his over seeing faculty Mystra. Ultimately a lab accident during his research leads to the orb.

I think Lae’zel should still be an alien. She was abducted on another planet and escaped while the earthlings were being tadpoled. Now she’s stranded and tadpoled on a strange planet.

Halsin is a university professor and a local environmental activist. He’s been investigating strange occurrences and is onto the alien invasion thing.

I’m honestly not sure about Shadowheart. She should definitely be college age. But I’m not sure how to approach the shar thing.

Not sure about Minthara either except maybe military turned death cult member.

Jaheira and Minsc are cops investigating the alien invasion I’m so sorry not like real world cops but like fun fictional cops that only exist in movies. Boo is their police dog. OMG wait no they’re Park Rangers!!

Other stuff

The dead three chosen are instead three gang leaders. Except Bhaal cult also doubles as a murder cult still on top of being a criminal organization.

The alien invasion is still the mind flayer grand design.

I don’t think the dead three are controlling the mind flayers this time. Instead they’re using the strange alien invasion occurrences as grounds to start a dooms day cult or maybe they are idk

[trashbag-baby666]

headcanon that bucky is only still (cause of his adhd) when buck is near or touching him.

his concentration is the best when they’re getting down to it 😅😅 he’s just too horny for buck for it to not take up all his attention

( i have adhd so this isn’t offensive!!)

Omg ADHD twins heehehehe. This is so true I’m a firm believer in their touch to the other is so powerful. Both of them have this like magic touch. (NSFW under the cut!) Hope you enjoy!!! Likes and reblogs highly appreciated!

MOTA Masterlist!

•I cannot even imagine the things John would hyperfixate on…

•Well I lied Gale Cleven is his hyperfixation.

•He definitely has had a life long hyper fixation on unicorns. They’re his favorite animal! He has lots of little unicorn figurines.

•John defiantly can’t sit still (same)

•he’s always bouncing his leg and is fidgeting with something.

•Gale actually starts wearing a fidget ring just for John. He’s already constantly playing with his fingers, John didn’t even notice when he got the fidget ring. It was just there one day.

•John struggles a lot in math and science. So Gale helps him with his homework and he’s always really patient with John.

• John felt tears beginning to well up in his eyes as Gale explained the fraction equation to him another time. He couldn’t process a word that Gale said to him while walking him through it again.

“Okay, does that make sense? Or should we do another one?” Gale looked up at John and saw the tears beginning to glaze over his eyes and the way he bit down on his lip, “Why don’t we take a break, yeah?” Gale set his pencil down and gently took the pink glittery pencil out of John’s hand.

“Come here,” Gale held his arms out for him. John silently got up and sat down in Gales lap as the tears began to shed down his cheeks and he let out a small whine.

“I feel so stupid.” John sniffled wiping his tears away with the cuff of his hoodie only for them to come back like rushing water through a broken dam.

“Hey, don’t say that about yourself. You’re not stupid, everyone has a hard time with something.”

•Gale defiantly uses sex as a reward for John getting good grades…

•Gale helps him study and they do flash cards together.

•Sometimes Gale strip teases him while he’s quizzing John…

• “Buck! Buck!” John came racing down the hall out of his math class as soon as the bell rang. Taking two steps at a time as he high tailed it to where Gale would surely be at his locker.

“Slow down, Cowboy!” Gale basically caught him as he almost knocked some poor freshman girl to the floor.

“Look!” John pointed excitedly at the B in red ink at the top of his math test.

“Good job! I told you, you could do it!”

•Gale defiantly fucked him into oblivion that night.

[lynnlovesthestars]

Do you do scenarios or headcanons? If so, how many characters can we request for scenarios or headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc? Are there any topics you won't do like rape, suicide, etc? Do you do poly ships x reader? Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily? Would you mind if the request is suggestive, implied sex, or mentioned sex but no explicit sex if it's from anon or ageless accounts? For Baldur's Gate 3 requests, would you mind if we don't specify the race/class to leave it ambiguous or if we ask specify the race/class like human/healer? Thank you in advance!

Hi`~ I'll answer to one at a time so I won't get confused I hope you don't mind<3

1 "Do you do scenarios or headcanons?"

Yes I do, although I have posted only one or two up to now, I actually enjoy writing them very much, in fact I got a whole folder of snippets just waiting till I find more stuff to put them with!

2 Would you do the same prompt with different characters?

Absolutely, I firmly believe that the same prompt can develop totally different with diffrent characters, so if you are interested in a past prompt or you have one that you'd like to see with multiple characters, let me know<3

3 Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc?

Yup, I am genderfluid and I have no problem writing for any gender, ofc if you request smut make sure to let me know if the pronouns match the genitals n or not, I'll gladly take care of that.

On this note my main oc in dnd- bg3 is canonically genderfluid, both in the concept of gender identity and physical, so again, everyone here is welcome<3

4 Are there any topics you won't do like rape, suicide, etc?

It's not the topic the problem, but rather the connotations that might make me skip a particular request.

The only hard no's are minor characters in suggestive/ smut content, and bestiality. As far as other things I have wrote a lot of dark fics revolving around self-harm and suicide/attempts- and mental illnesses in general- and they don't bother me.

Rape/ non-con and dub-con are a particular topic for me, so i can write them, but I won't romanticize rape/ non-con. I will not write the main love interest as abuser, i can't stomach the idea of putting a perpetrator with his victim- so sorry for u cazador pals that ship him w astarion, or gale x mystra enjoyers (though i can write abt cazador n mystra, just not with their victims)- while dub-con usually doesn't bother me much. Of course i can go in more or less depth in the topics so if you have a tolerance limit, please let me know and I'll tone it up or down depending on that, but if i don't get any note on that, ill make sure to properly tag the pieces as the dddne post said.

5 Do you do poly ships x reader?

Absolutely, I have one poly piece that is being beta-read about wyll and gale x reader, and I'm eager to share it with you all cause 1. it was a lovely request i got, 2. i just love writing poly romances

6 Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily?

I love au's, as I mentioned Lynn- my oc-, he has been the center of so many au pieces i wrote for bg3 as i was in rest the past two weeks, so feel free to ask!

Today I feel like oversharing so there are my ultimate favourite au's: guardian angel, soulmates, best friends to lovers, royalty, forbidden romance, one bed stranded, moden-fantasy, isekai, coffee shop, bookstores.. but there's so many more omg

7 Would you mind if the request is suggestive, implied sex, or mentioned sex but no explicit sex if it's from anon or ageless accounts?

It's a bit of a grey area, if you don't feel comfortable sending an ask with your main where you have your age displayed, you can dm me the request and I'll take care of it however you like it, but if it's through asks I'll stop at the implied to be safe, thank you for asking though i appreciate it:)

8 For Baldur's Gate 3 requests, would you mind if we don't specify the race/class to leave it ambiguous or if we ask specify the race/class like human/healer?

Of course, you are free to tell me as much or as little as you want when you send me a request, i'll do my best to respect your preferences whether you don't want descriptions of the tav at all, or you want something more detailed, you are free to request.

I've been thinking about opening some limited requests to write about ppl tavs- since i've been asked by quite a few people- but I don't know how to approach it specifically, but keep an eye open in case i open a few of them and you want to drop your commission<3

Thank you so much for your questions and your kindness, I always appreciate your openness, as a veteran in the fandoms environment, we all know how some might be less polite, so seeing even just the kindness of asking what's my preferences always warms up my heart.

lots of love, can't wait to see what lovely ideas you have in store for my asks!<3

[altairtalisman]

omg ur asks r open!!!! i bet u already know abt me n abi talking abt tommy n jack so TELL US!!! WE NEED TO KNOW IF JACK LOVED TOMMY N CONFIRMATION ABT THE EX JACK LOVES!!!!!

Yep, asks are open... for a short while haha. And yeah, I'm very aware of that conversation between you and Gale with regards to whether or not Jackson loved Thomas, I was actually kind of laughing when you two were discussing about their nature haha

Anyways yeah sure, why not. I'll give both of you a straight answer haha

The other ex that Jackson loved is indeed Thomas. Jackson genuinely loved Thomas, but his ambition to rise up in upper class society is far greater than his love for Thomas haha

You can love someone and also screw them over at the same time, and that's Jackson's nature. I should also state that what Jackson said to Thomas is not necessarily his complete true thoughts. Basically, Jackson did use Thomas to rise up the ranks in upper class society but ideally? Jackson would want to do so with Thomas, and ideally he wouldn't have screwed the Duxburys over... but the reality is that he could only have one or the other, and Jackson chose ambition over love

[gardenwons]

HUY PERO TRUE !!! tapos feel ko valorant player 'yan tapos mahilig mang-ghost ng mga flings or m.us 💔💔 def also a basketball player, kaya magaling mang-bola 😘 pero i believe soaper affectionate niya pag nasa real rs na, once he's actually smitten seseryosohin nya na and he'd even invite you sa mga laro nya, or sa mga practices nya na nag-bball sya na ikaw lang nakakanood, and would always hatid sundo you sa uni mo kahit ano oras waaaa. he would also let you borrow his hoodie at dadaan siya sa room mo para lang ibigay hoodie nya, if same kayo uni :P

-still the filo conyo anon !! huy masyado na akong nahibang sorry 😇😇

he’s such a red flag pero i love waving it 🤪 but omg no cause i could see him dating someone who’s hard to get or maldita kaya na intrigue siya JUSKO 🤩 +if diff uni sila he’d def do hatid sundo for you kasi he gets worried agad FOR SHOOO the midnight bball practice dates tapos hanap ng 7/11 for snacks ayoko na kasi 😔. There would def be an incident na malalate kayo so ud head to class in either his shirt or his hoodie galing from his dorm if u slept in w him 😭 mfer would love that but baka mapuno storage ng phone niya kasi tinadtad ng pics mo that day. anon napupuno na ako sayo >:(

[winderlylandchime]

The fact that he kind of dreamt your future fic is making me laugh so hard. He really is an idiot by day and a psychic by night. This also now made me excited for your future fic, can’t wait for when that comes around. I might fuck around and actually do give him fics to read ngl.

Also yes! When we first started watching the show, he did think that Gale looked a little bit like Ashton and it was the funniest thing ever to me. He did only talk about it in the pilot though. Btw I am so tempted to later on give him Gale’s out of the box interview to watch. He was asking me yesterday about the actors and if they still act and where are they and I didn’t answer because well, one of them abandoned his podcast so i don’t know what he’s up to and the other one we dont even know if he’s still alive since theres been no new photos. I do wonder how he will react when he finds out Gale is straight though because he mentioned to my neighbor and i did get the feeling that he thinks everyone is gay. So i am tempted to ask him questions about what all he thinks of the cast since his only introduction to them is the show.

And yes! He has been going on and on about Brian’s growth and how he’s changed since he clocked it around 4th episode. He is so happy that he’s growing and allowing himself to be happy and in love even if he doesn’t want to admit it, that i just know the second 5x01 will start, he will have a mental breakdown and it will be very valid of him.

Your celebrities/therapist story actually made me curious now because how can a famous celeb that is known everywhere, even get a therapist then omg. I had no clue this was kind of a thing. And yes! My brother would absolutely launch into it, he’d have pictures and everything ready for it. I mean his confidence when it comes to talking to everyone and anyone about anything in his life (usually interests and shit he’s done thats funny to him or in this case the show) is impressive as fuck but also for an innocent bystander like me? actually a nightmare to be around that. He truly doesn’t give a single fuck! He just tells anyone who will listen (not in a trauma dumping type of way but his interests and such? No shame) When he was in high school he made an entire poster presentation for his class to talk about his love for the movie School of Rock and HE DID IT BY SINGING A FAKE ROCK N ROLL SONG (id give anything to remember the lyrics). Mind you, the presentations was supposed to be about current events in the world and School of Rock came out like a year or two prior so it had no relation to the exercise and yet that didn’t stop him. So you best believe he would do the exact same for Gale or more importantly QAF/Brian. And as someone who does shy away from talking about qaf just because it is a lot, it is insane watching him talk about the show because he truly gives zero fucks. When we started watching the show, he was fully explaining to the nurses/doctors/anyone that would listen about how the show is AND HOW BRITIN MET! He TALKED ABOUT THE RIM JOB! I NEVER EVEN FUCKING TOLD YALL THAT! IMAGINE MY SHOCK WHEN HE RANDOMLY BROUGHT UP THE SHOW FOR THE FIRST TIME TO SOMEONE RANDOM! AND HE DECIDED TO DO IT BY BRINGING UP THE SEX SCENE! HE TALKED TO OTHER HUMANS ABOUT THE RIM JOB! So if you ever feel like maybe you’ve said a bit too much about something you like? Fear no more because my brother has for sure shared even more.

Dear sweet anon. I just signed onto tumblr on desktop and it looks like I never responded to this message?!?! It says it’s from 4 days ago.

I thought I did. I’m sorry <3 <3

I am still dying over all of this. Your brother has no embarrassment. Maybe we can all take a page from him (although don’t corner people at their place of work to discussing rimming, even fictional rimming).

[tired-college-student-writing]

Here we go Loopty Loo pt4

Summary: Graduation was supposed to signal the final time they all spent time together at UA, to show they have all grown into the Heros they dreamed of being.

It was supposed to be, but when has anything ever been easy for class 1-A?

pt 1

pt 3

pt 4 (HERE)

pt 5

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Loop #49

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To ask for normalcy in this class was too much, Aizawa knew this.

It was like asking it to rain gumdrops to expect these 20 idiots to behave like normal human beings for five minutes in the original timeline, and it had only gotten worse as they all fought off apathy at their time stuck just kept going.

But how Aizawa wished they would stop getting caught so he didn’t have to deal with the other teacher questioning it.

Cockatoo: Uh Shouta?

Cockatoo: Should I ask why Bakugo and Kaminari are yelling ‘Fuck your chicken strips!’ at a shellshocked Todoroki?

YallMight: I think it has to do with them finding out that Endevar and Hawks are dating.

Chloroform: THEY WHAT????

Sleepis4theweak: I wish Yagi was joking

YallMight: At least they aren’t singing ‘She thinks my tractor’s sexy’ this time.  

He glared at the tall blond he was eating lunch with, “Fuck you, I know you put them up to that.”

“No proof,”

“Shut it,”

“If I make you smile will you, forgive me?”

“Maybe,”

Yagi just grinned, “I just helped Jiro finish a parody song of Aint No Rest for the Wicked, called Aint No Rest for Endeavor, where they diss Endeavor for three minutes straight, including some… uh, classified information and are going to play it during the Cultural Festival with Shoto taking lead vocals.”

Aizawa wasn’t fast enough to stop the snort from escaping, “These fucking kids,”

“It’s better than Bakugo’s idea of writing a parody of “Fuck You” to call out Overhaul or All for One… or both.”

“As long Dabi gets a recording,” Aizawa chuckled, “I’m going to allow it.”

“You were going to allow it either way,” Yagi teased, not even batting an eye at the fact that Aizawa basically adopted the villain, “But I suppose he would like to see his younger brother roasting their father.”

Aizawa shrugged, “I’ll talk to the kids when we get back, making sure they time the parody when they have the largest crowd. I’m guessing I’m going to be on ‘Stop Endeavor from burning down the school’ detail again?”

“I can take Eri during it if you would like,”

“Nah, I’ll let Mirio handle her, she misses him anyways. They can’t make more of a scene then the Host club they held last year. ”

He glanced back down at his phone, to see the flurry of texts had continued.

BloodyMess: Why is your class full of the troublesome ones? And why haven’t you expelled any of them??

Cockatoo: Cause Sho is soft for his ‘problem children’

Chloroform: Yeah, plus they take care of his daughter like they’re her big siblings and I’ve never seen Sho look softer.

YeeHaw: Soft? Are we talking about the same man?

Cockatoo : *SmilyBoi* Read em and weep

BloodyMess: Oh shit, the dude can actually smile and not look like he’s trying to murder you

SpaceCadet: Aw, he’s wearing a bow!

Cockatoo: Eri put it in his hair, he wasn’t gonna remove it after she called him dad

Cockatoo: Oh shit

Chloroform:???

Cockatoo: Monoma said something to a table of Class 2-A kids and Shinsou appeared out of nowhere and brainwashed him. He’s now dancing to Toxic by Brittany Spears in the middle of the courtyard.

Chloroform: Omg, please say you’re recording!

Cockatoo: I am, but now Kaminari and Sero are being backup dancers

Cockatoo: Mina just had to stop Kirishima from taking off his shirt when he joined

Cockatoo: We have a full-on flash mob going on right now.

Cockatoo: Sho, come get your kids. I don’t know when they had time to choreograph this stuff but it’s not really school appropriate

BloodyMess: Aizawa, control your class

Chloroform: He’s probably trying to stop a migraine from forming

YallMight: No, he finds the whole event funny.

Cockatoo: How do you know????

Yagi smirked snapping a picture of the usually stoic teacher wheezing at the mental image of his stupid kids before the picture was texted over the group.

Chloroform: Oh? Having a picnic together, are you?

Sleepis4theweak: And? Aren’t we talking about my dumbass class?

Cockatoo: Pretty defensive there Sho, anything you want to share?

Sleepis4theweak: I have no idea what you’re talking about

Cockatoo: Come on Sho

Chloroform: Let’s change tactics

Chloroform: @YallMight are you fucking Aizawa?

YeeHaw: You trying to kill the man, Midnight?

BloodyMess: The man spits up enough blood without you being like this nem

Aizawa shot his companion a look, “Don’t you dare,”

Toshinori raised a brow, a shit-eating grin crawling onto his face, “Too late,”  

YallMight: Rawr (*ΦωΦ*)

Aizawa could hear the screaming from here, though that was probably just Mic losing control at the unexpected response from the world’s Golden Boy for all that was good and pure.

Oh, if they only know how corrupting spending 145 years with mostly horny meme teenagers is.

Aizawa couldn’t breathe at this point, putting his head down on the table they shared, gasping for breath around his gales of laughter the stitch on his side pulling. Toshi looked way too pleased with himself, as his full belly laughter echoed around them. After a minute the taller man shifts and looks away, laughter drying up almost as quickly as it had started.

Aizawa squinted up at him, “What?”

“Should we let them think we’re dating?”

Shouta felt a slight flush crawl over his cheeks as he leaned across the table, “Aren’t we?”

Yagi relaxed at the words, “I… wasn’t entirely sure where we stood on that. You know how tricky emotions are in these loops.”

Aizawa shrugged because he knew the man was right. Sexualities and attractions seemed as fluid as everything else in the loops. He’s gone through marriage, dating, divorce, breakups, flings, and hookups at this point, whether he weathered them himself or just recalled them from the memories he received from each loop. He had been romantically involved with Hizashi, Nemuri, Tensi, Oboro, Emi, and even Yagi at one point or another.

In this timeline, however, he had been devoid of any romantic attachments, his timeline memories not recalling a single long term partner, and only a handful of one night stands. His emotional attachment for the kind, gentle, flawed man went beyond anything that resembled normal, but what in their lives was normal anymore, and he wasn’t going to deny that even in the timelines where he was straight the number one hero was attractive in both forms.

He would admit that this was a loop where his physical attraction was... fairly overwhelming.

Aizawa just grasped Toshinori's hand in his own instead of answering, earning a blinding smile that made his heart flutter. If the attraction is mutual then, why not allow themselves some happiness in this mess?

His phone pinged again, his Class chat text tone… That rarely bore good things if he was tagged in it.

Sonic : *MaybeWeWentTooFar?* @dadzawa @DadMight um help?

“I’m gonna kill them,” He sighed as he opened the picture of Monoma standing on what seemed to be an ice version of Pride rock, holding Nezu aloft while most of 2-A and 2-B were kneeling at the base.

“And having them all prank you before you remember them next timeline?” Toshinori teased, puffing up as he rose from his seat, “I don’t think so.”

The homeroom teacher sighed but silently agreed. Dying before graduation seemed to dump affected loopers earlier in the loop then everyone else. They could arrive anywhere from a few hours before everyone else, to years earlier and there didn’t seem to be a set reason for how long they were sent back.  After the first three times, the class seemed to come to a silent agreement to mess with each other as much as they could during the time they spent before everyone else remembered. Aizawa was still proud to say he had the best prelooping revenge on his problem children, even if it started accidentally.

“If I told Hizashi that we were engaged, what would you do?”

The sunflower man choked slightly at the out of the blue question, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he deflated once again.

Aizawa continued walking hiding his smile into his capture weapon as he neared the courtyard.

Yagi jogged slightly after him, already puffed back up, before offering a counter with a shit-eating twinkle in his eyes, “If you dodge the question until tomorrow I can have rings by morning.”

He slipped his hand into the other’s hands in his way of answering. They were practically married anyway, pretending to have a secret engagement wasn’t gonna be hard in the slightest. Toshi even came over enough that Eri probably not question it either, and it just gave them longer to be the happiest they could be during the loops.

His hair rose as he glared at Shinsou, capture wiping out to grab Nezu away from Monama as his grip slackened as the mind control faded from his system.

The whole courtyard whirled to look at them, and Aizawa notices too late how Midoriya’s eyes flash between him and Yagi, down to their hands and over to where Mic was still filming, a straight-up evil smirk flashing for barely a second before it was perfectly covered in a scandalized mask.

“OMG AIZAWA-SENSEI ARE YOU FUCKING MY DAD?!?!?”

Welp murder was outweighing the possible embarrassment of preloop pranks. Maybe he could bribe Dabi with those embarrassing pictures Toru had taken of Endeavor...

“Young Midorya!” All Might gasped, chopping his hand through the air similarly to how Tenya would do, “That is highly inappropriate! What my fiance and I get up to in our free time is our business and our business alone!”

Make that two murders.

Definitely two murders.

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Taglist: @i-like-fairytail-and-stuff @plaguedoctorsnake (I’m so sorry for forgetting to tag yall in pt 2)

[brotherwtf]

Hi hi! just gotta say love your work so so soo much! sorry if I'm being overly obsessive haha

Anyways, I was thinking about age gap!au, where John had a really bad day at work, and Gale is the only one to calm him.

Jonh would like barge through the front door and storm into the family room where Gale is curled up on the couch, watching mindless television.

Gale's face lights up at the sight of John, but before he can say anything, John sits down next to Gale and pulls him into his lap, stroking his hair and squeezing Gale like he's a real life teddy bear bc he's so frustrated and drained :(((

and gale is all 'uhm whats wrong bby???'

AH tysm! no rush to answer this btw, take your time <3

omg bestie don't be sorry!! the support keeps me going I love it :))

omg they're both each other's emotional support people, but somehow Gale provides more comfort to John than vice versa, all things considered

and so John has a really rough day, some kids got hurt or maybe even killed on a practice mission and he's close to drinking his problems away, that's what he did before he met Gale, but now he just wants to be around him, wants to hold him

can barely keep it together when he's driving home, feels bile creeping up his throat as he tries to choke down the emotions, he just wants to be home, just wants to be with Gale

when John gets home, his legs barely make it to the couch before he's slumping on top of Gale, finally feels at home and safe

Gale of course doesn't quite understand the gravity of the situation, makes fun of John a little bit, asks him if he worked too hard, can't be doing that at his old age, but then maybe John starts crying

John hasn't cried since he was a boy, had it beaten out of him during his training a long time ago, but he knows he can be vulnerable with Gale and Gale won't judge him, so he cries into Gales chest

Gale immediately comforts John, worrying and fussing and asking what's wrong, tells John it's going to all be okay, he's here now, he's going to be okay, and John just wraps his arms tighter around Gale's body and weeps

John will eventually move until he's laying on the couch, Gale on his chest, their cheeks pressed together while he comes down from his emotions, Gale will kiss him all over and tuck a stray piece of John's hair off of his face, tells him it's going to be okay

maybe Gale starts talking about his day of classes, tells John about the antics of one of his professors and how gross the dining hall food was, all mundane things compared to what John had went through that day, but it's making John feel better and he can't ask for anything else

John will tell Gale what happened eventually, but right now he's content to hold Gale and listen to him talk, likes being comforted by him all the same.

[avonne-writes]

https://www.tumblr.com/avonne-writes/743376340293664768/i-might-be-projecting-but-i-feel-like-buck-has

omg i haven’t read ur new fic (going to read it tmrw after class as a treat 😅) but it’s so insane that ur touching on this. i meant more so in general but i love that u got the same vibe!!!! i agrée for me it was definitely that one scene where he was standing far away because like yes he’s far away but he’s still choosing to be there u know?? and also when that guy says he sees the spirit of god in him and he seems a bit uncomfortable.

i feel like the trauma might just stem from his sexuality which makes sense (obviously i won’t ask u to discuss ur headcanons if ur going into detail in ur fic) but in my brain religious trauma just makes me think of other things and i have something in mind related to his parents and his aversion to touch. maybe we can get into it when you’ve touched on whatever angle ur taking in ur fic 😊

sooo excited to read!!

Yes, the moments you mentioned were really interesting! There are so many reasons that could lead to him having this attitude and I have a lot of headcanons. It’s also curious how he reacts to Bucky trying to give him his lucky deuce. I would love to hear your thoughts after I delve into Gale's past in Reverie. It’s going to be an angsty ride...

[edwardashley]

Tepi Watches The Terror Ep 1.

alright so here’s the first in a 10 part series ig. always been tangentially aware abt the Terror and i know 3 things. 1) based on real ppl 2) there’s a monster!!!! and 3) Hickey is gay evil rat man. so i didnt know much. but i DID know that when i watched it i’d probably like it a lot so i put it off waiting for the Right Time. Now is that time.

Let’s start with episode 1 . . .

oh jeez already there’s some grizzle white men im gonna have a hell of a time differentiating characters on this show

i hope this inuit language here is authentic

are sailors recquired to acknowledge and say “captain” when the captain is around or is that just like? exposition writing

THERES HICKEY

omg Jared Harris accent time i love it

love the juxtaposition of the officers dinner with the rest of the crew (what are the non-officers group called?) how are there so many officers tho.... what do they..... do all day

also how has their like fancy china and glasses no broken presumably this shipped has gone through some gales

dla;kfjdlkjf i CANNOT take this coughing up blood thing seriously it looks so silly

my roommate walked in and said “this opening looks like black sails meets mad men”

im absolutey fucking LIVING for these wide green screen shot tho like. the overwhelming whiteness? I LOVE how desolate and lost it makes them look/feel

also the snow on everything is so fun like it makes it feel gritty and Real but like? in a refreshing way that we havent seen in martime media before

why does the dog not have a little coat ala Snowy in Tintin and the Shooting Star. arent you homosexuals? don’t you make your dog matching coats like Tintin?

I’ve only had Goodsir for 5 minutes and if anything happens to him I’ll kill everyone in this room and also myself (i know bad things are going to happen rip to me i guess)

i would also like to have Goodsir whisper to me on my deathbed

oH DUDE WTF THAT HALLUCINATION FREAKED ME TF OUT??? oh JEEZ if im already getting scared from the first ep this does not bode well for me akldjfldkasjf

my roommate leaves saying “this is too overwhelming for me” lol

my thoughts while Jared Harris is explaining his sailing route. must dialogue be interesting? is it not enough to want to see Jared Harris existing?

oh he’s so awkward god bless i will kiss crozier on the nose

“abandon the erebeus” oh TOBIAS MENZIES IS NOT HAPPY

really dig this vintage diving suit

oH FUCKNIG SHIT AHHHHHH!! COLLINS ID BE HYPERVENTILATING TOO?

i mean congrats to The Terror 2018 for somehow hitting fear of small space and fear of open spaces AND fear of being hunted AT THE SAME TIME didnt htink that was possible but quality horror right there

Collins needs a hug :(

wait so Sir John and Tobias Menzies still wear their full uniforms even when they eat meals alone together? seems over kill

the lighting is so white.... i cannot.... i cannot tell who anyone is jesus christ. all these duedes burying this dude? who are they? the dialogue then was like “hickey is here” and im like HE IS???? undenerneath all that clothing? bundle him up. like a burrito. has anyone done like a pre-school AU for this im just the captains like. leading a chain of kids through the snow and you can only see their noses under their puffy parkas, and theyre all hanging onto a rope lol.

this show better give me some tasty class difference drama

oh that episode felt so fast whoah? okay time to make dinner and then on to ep 2 so expect a write up in like 3 hours or so :)

[gabzep]

A Marriage That Was Never Meant To Be (5)

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4

7 YEARS AGO

I folded a piece of paper into a triangle.  I place one tip on the table with my finger.  I scan the room real quick for the teacher; ok her back is to the class.  One, two, three and flick. Score!  Direct hit to the back of Peetas’ head, I stifle a giggle as I watch him flinch.

We use to sit together all the time but the teachers started to separate us for disrupting the class.  Mostly me, not that my grades were ever effected, I ace everything without even trying.  Class is so boring.  My mom’s medical books are more interesting then what they teach us here.

Peeta sits in the row next to mine two seats up.  I watch as he unfolds the paper reads the note, writes something on it and folds it back up.  Instead of throwing it back to me he passes it down the row.  Hilda hands it to me under the desk.  I unfold it to see his answer.

‘R U sure it’s K if I come over 2moro morning?  I won’t B cutting in2 UR play time w/UR BFF Delly?’  KE

‘OMG of course it’s K & how many times do I have 2 tell U she’s not my BFF U R!’ PM

I smile smugly at his reply.  It’s not that I’m jealous of Delly.  Well, ok maybe a little but he was my friend first.  When I met Peeta he didn’t have any friends.  His whole family’s life had changed when he was born ‘abnormal’.  The weekend he and Mr. Mellark came over so Peeta could be measured for his firstleg, Mr. Mellark had told us that when Peeta was born all their friends and some family started to distance themselves from them.  No longer inviting them to any of their social gatherings nor coming over to any of theirs.  So they just stopped socializing with most people from town.

Peeta said that once he realized they were being shunned because of him he felt guilty and would rather hide from everyone hoping they would forget he existed.  My dad told him there was nothing wrong with him, that it was the nonsense the capital was spewing and the people who bought into it that were the problem.  Mr. Mellark said he was so nervous for Peeta when he finally started school, thinking he might be bullied, how happy he had been to see Peeta had make some friends.

The day Delly became our friend, was also the first time I went over to Peeta’s house for a play date.  My dad had dropped me off at his house when we went into town to trade.  It was also the first time I met Mrs. Mellark.

She looked down her nose at me, turned to Mr. Mellark and said “Seeing as he’s going to have to live in the Seam one day, he might as well make friends with them now.”  She then shoved colored chalks into our hands and ushered us out the front of the bakery saying “Make as much noise as you want” she then went back inside with a smirk on her face.

Peeta had already mastered the use of his new leg and you almost couldn’t tell he was ‘abnormal’.  We ran around playing tag for awhile, and then sat down in the front of the bakery with our chalks to draw on the floor.  I saw Delly staring at us from across the way and could tell she wanted to play too.  I motioned for her to join us and as she was walking over her mom came out, grabbed her hand and tried to pull her back into the shoe shop.  Delly dropped to the floor and threw an epic tantrum right in the middle of the square.

“Why can’t I play with Peeta?” legs flailing, “I’ve always wanted to play with him but you never let me” fist pounding, “how come it’s ok for Katniss but not me, it’s not fair” and so on and so on.  It seemed to go on forever.  Delly’s dad finally came out of the shop and told Mrs. Cartwright to leave her alone.  That was it; Peeta had a second best friend.

Right as I was about to flick another paper at him the bell for lunch rings.  I grab my lunch bag and go over to Peeta.

“So what do you have planned for us tomorrow that I need to miss hunting with my dad?” I ask.

“It’s a surprise” he tells me.  I scowl at him, I hate surprises and he knows it.  He just grins at me.  “Come on Katniss you’ll love it, I promise.”

We sit down at our usual table; Madge and Delly are already there.  Mrs. Undersee and my mom are best friends so Madge and I grown up together.  We start to unpack our lunch.

“You girls know what he has planned for us tomorrow?” I ask them.  They shake their heads.  Peeta lays out slices of bread.

“I was going to ask you the same thing” said Madge “We thought you might know”.  I place pieces of sliced turkey meat and goat cheese on the bread.

“Nope, he’s being secretive” I say with a frown.  As he brings out the cookies and hands one to each of us.  I look at mine and it’s decorated with a Katniss flower.  “Wow Peeta, you’re getting really good at this” I tell him.  He beams at me.  I can’t help but smile back; he has such a passion for decorating.

Halfway through our lunch hour the sirens go off.  That can only mean one thing a mine accident.  My heart sank as the realization hits me dad.

“I have to get Prim” I yell.  I run to her class, Peeta right behind me.  She’s sitting at her desk, looking so tiny and pale, just waiting for me to get her as per our moms’ instructions if the sirens were to ever go off.  She jumps up, grabs my hand and the three of us run off to the entrance of the mines.

Our mom and the rest of our family from the apothecary are gathered around the district doctor as he coordinates the triage area.  Prim, my cousin Jasmine and I are assigned the minor injuries area.  My aunt Gina, my uncle Reed and my cousin Sage are assigned the urgent care area and my mom and grandparents get the priority miners section.  Peeta, Gale and several other volunteers work among us, handing out supplies as we call out what we need.

After what feels like hours my dad and Mr. Hawthorne are brought into the urgent section.  My mom trades places with my uncle so she can tend to them herself.  I let out a sigh of relief and go back to stitching Mr. Jones’s leg.

“There you go Mr. Jones, keep it bandaged and dry for 24 hours, after that wash it twice daily with soap and water and apply some ointment to help minimize infection” I hands him a bag of extra bandages and a clay pot of ointment. “Keep an eye out for swelling, redness, pus or bleeding which may mean it’s infected.”  He nods his thanks and his wife and kids come over to help him home.

I see Gale sitting by his father’s side as they work on him.  I wish I could be there too but I’m needed here and I don’t want to be in the way.  After a few minutes Mrs Hawthorne has to send Gale home with Rory and Vick.  He doesn’t want to but Vick is to upset and he won’t calm down.  I catch a glimpse of Peeta and notice he’s limping as he moves around gathering more bandages and supplies to take to my mom.

“Peeta” I call out to him “Come here when you’re done.”  He hands my mom the supplies and heads over to my area.  He keeps wincing as he puts pressure on his leg.  I feel tears stinging my eyes.  I can tell he’s trying so hard to hide the pain as he walks towards me.  He pulls me into his arms when he reaches me and takes me completely by surprise with a quick kiss on the lips, a kiss to comfort.  I blink away the tears.  This is the first time he’s ever initiated a kiss.  He usually tries to fight me off whenever I try kissing him.  Huh I have noticed that for the pass month now he hasn’t been trying that hard and then he’ll smile instead of frown when I manage to get one in.

“Was that ok?” he asks shyly.

“Yes, of course” I smile up at him. “But you need to rest your leg; you have been standing on it for far too long.”  I say as I direct him to a chair and have him sit down.  I guess Mr. Mellark thought the same thing because I see him walking to us and he has Peeta’s crutches.  He glares at his dad when he sees them.

“It’s either these or I carry you home” his dad threatens.  Peeta shakes his head and grabs his crutches. Mr. Mellark goes to talk to my mom and check on my dad.

“Thank you for all your help” I say.

“I just wish I could stay longer” he said.

“No, you have helped a lot, now you need to rest” I tell him and give him another hug.

“Goodnight” he says “I’ll stop by tomorrow to see how your dad’s doing, Ok?”

“Ok, Goodnight Peeta” I say and peck his cheek.

About an hour later I finally get a break and go over to Prim.  I’ve become a pretty good healer it’s taken a lot of hard work and determination.  But Prim at 7 and just starting on her training, is a natural.

“Katniss, you take over this area, since there are less miners coming in.  I’m going to go help in the urgent section.”  Jasmine said.  By the time Prim and I are finished we’re dead on our feet.  We grab a couple of blankets and go to a corner where we aren’t in the way.  My eyes close the minute my head hits the ground.

When I wake up I’m back in my bed.  At first I think it must have been a bad dream but as I pull back the covers I’m still in my school clothes and they are covered in coal dust and specks of blood.  It was real.  I get out of bed slowly trying my best not to wake Prim.  I rush out of the room; my dad and Mr. Hawthorne are on cots in the living room.  Mom and a very pregnant Mrs. Hawthorne, have fallen asleep on the kitchen table.

I tread softly over to my dad taking in all his injuries.  Several bad burns, cuts, and as my eyes drift down his body I spot his legs.  One ends above the ankle “Oh daddy, no” I whisper as tears start to roll down my face.  Just for a few minutes I will allow myself to cry.  They are alive that’s all that matters.  I look over at Mr. Hawthorne and one of his arms has also been amputated.  I take a deep shaky breath to calm down; I wipe the tears off my face, no more crying I tell myself.

The front door opens.  Gale, Rory and Vick walk in and come over to see their dad.

“You kids need to be quiet” said Mrs. Hawthorne.  I see my mom is awake too.

“We need to go hunting Catnip” Gale said. He’s looking at his dad with sadness.  “They are not going to be able to work for a while and we need to keep things up until they can.”  I look up at him even at 11 Gale it a lot taller than me.

“Ok, let me go get changed” my healers training is going to have to take a backseat from now on.  I go into my room and start to undress and pull out clothes from the dresser.  “Prim, wake up” I say as she starts to stir.  “You’re going to need to help mom”

“But your better than me” she said.

“You’re catching on quicker than I did at your age.  Dads in bad shape Prim.  I’m going to have to concentrate on hunting for now.” I tell her, as I feel the weight of responsibility drop on my shoulders.  He’s not dead I remind myself it won’t be forever. “Get up, get dressed and see if mom needs anything” I say.  She nods her head and starts to do as I say.

This is the first time Gale and I have been out in the woods alone.  We trek along working the snarl line.  Shooting at every rabbit and squirrel we find.  We’ve been out since dawn so by mid day we have a decent haul.  Not bad at all seeing as it’s a bitter January day.  As we make our way to the hob we talk about how we’re going to make this work.  We will go hunting before and after school and as much as we can on the weekends.  It’ll be hard work but we’re determined to keep our families fed until our dads get better.  The hob is packed today.  Some people ask about our fathers but since most have their own family members to worry about we’re able to finish up trading quickly enough.  We’re starved and tired by the time we get home.

Peeta’s here, I had completely forgotten he was coming over and he’s using only his crutches.  He must be in a lot of pain.  A wave of guilt washes over me. On the rare occasion that he over uses his leg he has to forgo the prosthetic and use just the crutches until his leg gets better.  He’ll normally stay home when he needs them like this but he must have been more worried about us than any embarrassment he might feel at being seen without his prosthetic on.  I should have made him stop earlier yesterday.  He’s about to get up from his chair when he sees me and I just shake my head and hurry over to him, bending down I give him a quick hug.

“Oh Peeta, I’m so sorry.  We should have been more careful” I say.  “Did mom take a look at it?” I ask.

“She’s been busy with your dad and Mr. Hawthorne plus others that have been stopping by” he tells me.

“Let’s go to my room” I say.  Dropping my game bag on the table and handing my mom the coins I made today.

“Katniss you need to eat” my mom says.

“Let me take care of Peeta first.  We’ll be right back” Peeta was about to say something but I just shake my head no.  He knows not to complain when I’m in healer mood.

I have him sit on the bed and I unlock and pull out the bottom drawer of my dresser.  I have extra jars of salve for Peeta saved in here.  I make these myself and learned never to leave then in my moms medicine cabinet because they’ll get all used up and only replaced when I make more.  I had my dad install a combination lock when I realized my mom was sneaking some.  I’m the only one you knows the combination.  No one messes with Peeta’s medicine and get away with it.

He has already rolled up his pant leg and I kneel down and start to massage the salve onto his stump.  “It’s not as bad as I thought it would be, just a little redness and some swelling should be fine by tomorrow.  Do you need more to take home” I ask.

“Ya, I hadn’t realized I had run out” he said sheepishly.

“How many times do I have to remind you that when you’re down to one jar to let me know?  I have 5 in here I’ll give them to you before you go home.” I say.  “Did you bring back any of the empty ones?”

He nods.  “You’re always taking care of me”

“Of course, you’re my best friend.  I’d do anything for you”

“Same here” he said with a smile.  I grab a towel and wipe off my hands.  I’m too tired for anything right now so I climb and lay down on the bed.

“Katniss, you need to eat” he reminds me.

“I need a nap first” I say with a yawn. I feel him shift on the bed and he takes me in his arms.  I rest my head on his chest.  The beating of his heart is lulling me to sleep.  “Stay with me?” I ask.  As sleep takes me under I hear him whisper.

“Always”

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[neo-shitty]

grabe nasimulan ko na din yung kill steal mo 🤩 kabang kaba ako nung nag si hunting 00-liners for reader like DUH ALAM KO DI PA SIYA MAHUHULI NON pero yung thrill omg damang dama ko 😤🤌 pero like ewan, i didnt expect na si jeno yung makakasalubong niya nung pagbukas nung cabinet xd IMAGINE LNG pagod na pagod siya and forgot to lock the front doors edi nakuha siya agad damn. pati huh 3 hours tuloy tuloy na takbuhan ?? ken t relate. HINDI KO YUN KAYA. if ever this happens irl tas napunta din ako sa kill list, i doubt id survive through the whole thing 💀 the ending though :">> FIRST OF ALL, nung kinilig slight si reader kay jeno when bc of the close proximity dun sa rooftop vuilding YUN YUNG RELATABLE MARE 😩 sinong di kakabahan? OKAY ETO NA. DI KO TO INEEXPECT 😠 kala ko naman may ano si jeno kay reader kaya tinatry iligtas ALAM MO YUN ,,,, INIINTAY KO UNG REVELATION NA YUN NUNG "KINILIG/KINABAHAN" SI READER DSHFAHFADHJDFHDSFDHKFDJFSJ but biglang "you're not making it off this roof deck alive" WATDAFUQQ NAUR. nanlaki mata ko sobra sobra kasi na realize ko "hahahaha papatayin niya siya :">" pero nga naman, all that happened was too good to be true. ang sussy den na bigla na lang lumapit si jeno without any reason tas nag offer mag help 🤥 “I promised to keep you safe from them, but not from me” GRABE TALAGA ANG GANDA NETONG QUOTEEEE. omg eto: 'running the back of his hand down the side of your face' ,, 'You saw him smile' ,, and finally 'stroking your back as if to comfort you' -> ETO GRABE THIS ETO TLGA PEDE PANG OSCAR LIKE without context iisipin mo "aw ang sweet" PERO IN REALITY, HINdi eon yung nangyayari omayagad. broo this is exactly the creepy that i like ~.~ pero ano, HINDE BA NEEDDDD na may magawa kang masama sa members para ma target ??? or malas lang talaga siya Y^Y

neways, after nung pakening rollercoaster ride naghanap talaga ako fluff mo kasi 😤🤌🤌🤌 siyempre pinili ko yung araw-araw for ben&ben dbuh 🤪 personal fave is nakikinig ka ba sa akin 🤩 hbu? honestly, all of ben&ben are masterpieces 😌 i remember tuloy yung collab nila ni young k for leaves, tuwang tuwa ako don aaaaaa na recognize ng stan ko ung isa ko pang favourite band 🤩 yung twitter post na kung saan binase mo yung story looks sad af. DO YOU KNOW BA KUNG ANO GINAGAWA NI MARK DON ?? BAT NAKAUPO SIYA TAS ANLUNGKOT SOBRA 😭 ang inosente nung sinabi niya na "if they'll come , i'll wait" :">> moving on dun sa story ! nung minention ni mark na sanay na siyang nag iintay, I KNOW HE S REFerring to sa paka tagal maligo ni haechan pero w/o context ang saket pakinggan :">> singit ko lang lagi ko nakikita sa tumblr yung name na 'donghyuck'. NUNG NANONOOD AKO FUNNY VIDS NILA SA YT HINahanap ko talaga siya kasi tataka ako kung sino, si haechan lang pala 😭 i ssearch ko dapat sa internet pero sasabihin ko lagi "ah tapusin ko muna yung video tas hanapin ko na yung donghyuck" pero after watching, makakalimutan ko tas paulit ulit lang siya 💀 ang sarap sa pakiramdam nung story grabe, i love it <333

one question: you write a lot of stories dba, may instances ba na nakalimutan mo ung plot nung isa sa kanila ?? curious lang kasi mga essay ko gr 7-9 nalimutan ko na lahat 😭

YEAHH YUNG STORMBRINGER UN UNG WANT KO BILHIN AAAAAA (prayer circle for money) ganiyan din ako kadalasan kaya kinocopy paste ko nlng ung question mark galing google 💀 glad to know na masaya ka den !! saya den namin tuwing school for some reason, babaw ng kaligayahan these days 😭 nagtatawanan nlng kme in class <//3 btw, im having my second dose of vax bukas kaya absent sa klase, feel ko dami kong ma mimiss pero oh wells 💀 pati may nasagap kami na rumour na baka ibalik na din soon ang f2f sa school namen aaaaaaa excited nako, sana true ~.~ hope you have a great night palaaaaa

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OMG KILL STEAL, HERE WE GO.

tbh when i re-read kill steal, same din yung kaba. like the braincell that came up with kill steal? outdid itself. kung nakuha siya agad, edi tapos agad yung kwento <//3 grabe stamina nila :D di naman sa always takbo, minsan tago for rest. i'd probably be on the kill list irl, magpapapatay nalang ako kaagad.

HAHAHAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY SA WOW MALI SA ROOFTOP PART <//3 i really couldn't imagine the story ending in any other way. that's the first part i came up with sa whole story. poor mc though, one of the mcs na nalungkot talaga ako sa nangyari sa kanya T_T baka naman nagbago lang si jeno ryt it could've been pero yun lang. not in this world i guess? also that kilig if out of context moment. i have this thing for opposite things. here i just wanted to write an endearing gesture in the least endearing situation ganon.

i got this query about the lack of need to be on the kill list and actually it was the first time it happened? like every one else could be there out of personal grudge but MC here was just there as a tie-breaker. in short, yep, malas lang talaga.

anyway! nice choice in reading a fluff fic after that traumatizing mess. ARAW-ARAW WAS LIKE MY FIRST FLUFF FOR THIS YEAR and i treasure how mundane it is. i don't have any songs of b&b anymore omg i've grown VERY distant with opm. pero i think my fave is araw-araw. it makes me feel <3333 pero if sad song wise, masyado pang maaga for personal (trauma) reasons HSJAHJAH OH YEAH I REMEMBER THE COLLAB!!! and i also remember chan playing leaves on one of his lives and i just <"3 fave band interaction for you tho!! :(((

dude idk what mark was doing there!! prolly waiting for the other members but it juST MADE ME SO SAD LIKE NAUR LEMME GRAB MY LAPTOP. LOH wag mong gawin masyadong malungkot ksdjfk this was meant to be a < fluff > fic T_T i didn't realize the intay part would be sad hngh now im sad too. i'm glad this fic was kind of comforting after kill steal. i enjoyed writing it, a CHANGE FOR ONCE KASI PURO ANGST LAMAN NG BLOG KO BACK THEN.

DONGHYUCK AKA LOML HAECHAN <3___<3 dude really made me laugh until i woke up one day na ult ko na siya. krAZY :D

regarding my stories, yeah i forget sometimes. i've forgetten the plots and stories i've written before 2020. i also easily forget about stories that don't leave that much impact to me (personally) like i wrote them to pass the time or kung random thought lang in the middle of the day. and i'd see them sa masterlist or sa google docs and i'd be like wtf is this about sdhkjsj but there are opposites, personal projects i'll never forget like checkmate/kill steal/zero degrees ganorn.

bibili talaga ako ng stormbringer, chuuya wait for me. ang glitchy talaga ng tumblr :(( for a site/app that's been around for so long it should've fixed its issues by now. i'm glad you're happy! and that you're friends with your class oml i could never. ingat sa second dose and i hope your classmates would help you out with the things you'll miss. DUDE I HOPE YOU GET YOUR F2F SAYANG G10 KUNG WALANG F2F.

sleep early and stay hydrated. ingat ulet!! good night :)

[lrugloyak]

I don’t remember much of the start of it, except that we were in a big school and were in the middle of preparing for a sort of dance or prom. I spent it with a group of friends going around the school, either inviting people, looking for a person, or looking for materials for prod work. The school was in no way familiar.

I go through this simple maze of empty bookshelves just neatly positioned in rows and columns trying to follow a group of guys who were messing around and not helping out with any of the prep, and in the corner by the door, I find Isabelle and standing and giving instructions to ...Grant while he tried to slow dance fast with an imaginary partner. I said, “he used to be better than that, you know,” and they were both startled, and Grant smiled as if I was going to spend the rest of the dream with him. They took a break, and Isabelle sat between him and I, hallelujah. I was just chatting with Isabelle, then we got to a topic where she suggested I taught him how to dance. Suddenly the girl I’d been waiting for shows up and says, “there you are. I’ve been trying to find you everywhere, but I’ve never met you.” And so I gave Isabelle a quick hug goodbye telling her we should catch up soon, and I ended up never speaking a word to Grant before quickly going over to that girl. Let’s call her Gale, as I think her real name representation of a person in my life might be as close. She wore a pretty maroon dress in the style of the green one I’ve most recently always used in real life.

Gale and I walk through the school (which was mostly just straight, no nonsense hallways), which looked more and more like a hospital because hallways were just room after room, and all floors looked the same with their pale, blue-green walls and super dull room numbers. Stairs were metal and annoyingly loud when we’d use them, and there were some dead ends here and there. I didn’t know where we were going, but while we were talking while walking, it didn’t seem to matter. Nearing the end of one long hallway, we passed a familiar guy walking the other direction with a stroller and a 2-year-old girl inside. He wore a fuzzy plaid shirt, and that’s all I remember because he was nothing but a passing sight at the corner of my eye. He seemed familiar, so I didn’t want to have eye contact because I’ll risk wasting time just catching up with him. So Gale and I continued quickly in what seemed like the last hallway we’d have to take.

At the end of the hallway was a metal door you’d see only as emergency exits, and when we stepped out into the sunlight, we saw that we were just a few meters away from the airport. We laughed. “Omg, we went too far,” Gale said as we made our way down. Apparently, we had to make it somewhere between where she picked me up and the area we were in. We agreed to walking back to it, but I told her she could go ahead because I’d forgotten my shoes in one of the hallways. And lo, when I looked down at my feet, I was only wearing socks. I mean, I personally had no problem with walking in socks, but I already felt hardly prepared when she was dressed in a dress and I was dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and jeans. She told me she could wait there, and suddenly the airport was actually SM HAHAHA ???? I told her I’d be back in a jiffy.

I went back the way we came, retracing my steps to find where my shoes were, and I passed a guy who gave me serious Outside Dave vibes by the 2nd set of stairs I saw, and he called me over. Without question, I just went, since there were a few other people in the hallway at the time and I just felt Outside Dave was a safe guy. And safe he was, because he gave me my black running shoes back. 

About to start back towards the exit, I saw him again -- plaid shirt guy. He sat down, stroller in hand, kid in stroller, on a small chair outside one of the doors. Another guy was sitting on the same kind of chair on the opposite side of the door. Plaid shirt guy was talking as if he was singing a lullaby to the child without a tune. He told her gently, “we’ll wait for mommy and daddy out here, okay?” The guy sitting near him asked, “they teach in this one?” pointing to the door. “No,” plaid shirt guy replied. “AB Communications.” The other guy gave a silent “ahhh” while nodding. The child got out of the stroller and began to play with a few toys on the floor in front of plaid shirt guy. 

It was then I realized I’d been walking over to them slowly this whole time. And as little people there were around, the three of them didn’t see me until I was right in front of them. 

“Chi?” I whisper before he finally looked up at me. 

And Chi it was was, bright as ever. He wasn’t shocked to see me or anything, but he gave me his signature smile, the one where his eyes disappeared. My body loses its weight, and I just fall to my knees on the floor right in front of him. “Hey nugget,” he says. 

I ask, “Is it really you? You’re alive?” but he didn’t reply. Instead we just stay like that, our eyes leveled, like little kids staying so close to the floor in what I could only assume was the college wing of the school I was in. In what seemed like months of catching up (but was actually just seconds of staring at each other and laughing at how unreal it was but how real it felt), he said, “you can stay...here,” pointing to the area beside him that I actually had seen since I got there, feeling like the space had been reserved for me for a very long time, even before I got back through the exit. I felt like he knew I’d come back. But I remembered I had something to do with Gale, and he saw it in my eyes too. 

Suddenly, the hallway went from what seemed like yellow back to that boring blue-green, and the space he pointed to seemed to get bigger by the second. “I can’t stay; not now,” I tell him with my voice breaking. And his eyes come back, but they didn’t lose their spark. It felt so real. This was when I felt the tears come in. Real tears, not dream ones. And I was too shy to hold his hand or even hug him, but I think he felt that. So he was the one who opened his arms to me. We were in that hug for what felt like years. I hug him back when the surprise wears off, and I squeeze as hard as I can. I didn’t want the years to end. My palms dug into his back like there was no tomorrow. And all I could do was close my eyes because I wanted the moment to stay permanent. In my dream, I wanted to dream more because I didn’t want to wake up. In that moment I genuinely felt it was real. I didn’t think I was in a dream. It was 100% real.

We pull away. The warmth on my body lingered. He helped me get up by holding my hand but still sitting down. His eyes lock on mine, and that was it. That was all he needed to say. There was no, “I’ll see you soon” or some bullshit like “you have to let me go” because he knew perfectly well this was one of those moments I just needed him. I just needed a hug from him. And that he gave. And I saw in his eyes that he knew all I wanted to say back. I gave a polite and quick goodbye to the other guy and just a smile to the little girl beside Chi before running away as fast as I could toward the exit.

The hallway was longer. I stopped before the door to check my phone. Gale sent me a Grab tracker that showed that she booked a car instead of waiting for me so we could walk. I push open the exit door and look back at Chi. Before I could see what he was doing, I wake up.

I wake up crying.

Factors that may have affected my dream last night: 

• Watching the Coldplay livestream before sleeping and pretending to talk to Chi during Yellow and crying near the end of it because it felt like he was the one who brought this song into my life at that very moment and he was dedicating it to me saying I didn’t have to worry (and...the crying HAHAHA)

• Reading more of Vanished by Mary McGarry Morris about a stout man in his 40s who randomly found a very young woman in the middle of the road one night, drove her to pick up what was (spoiler) a baby, and then drives away with them, then the main story picks up years later where he seems indifferent but definitely caring, and the young woman wants to run away from that life of taking care of the child AH basta it’s a bit heart-wrenching, but I’m only halfway done

• Watching New Girl? Maybe the plaid shirt thing was because of my underlying crush on Nick haha

• It was Grant’s real life birthday yesterday. One of my memories with him was dancing in third grade for PE and doing it flawlessly and getting the only perfect grade for that class.

• I missed Isabelle during the Coldplay livestream too. I was /this/ close to sending it to her when Charlie Brown came on, but she wasn’t online at the time, and it might’ve just disappeared and taken the momentum with it if she viewed it a few days later.