#homie really said “alright kids it's kill or be killed”

[figs-oliomedley]

Wowow the Mechanic is such a great and threatening villain you guys!

He managed to beat the ninja not once, when Zane was heavily outnumbered and committing to the bit, but twice! When at least half of them had been fighting depression for a year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If it is not obvious this is the greatest /s of my life, dude is not that intimidating

[jazzystudios82]

Diabolik Lovers as Brooklyn 99 Quotes

The crossover literally no one asked for but I delivered anyway.

*Azusa helping Yui with self defense for their battle with the Tsukinami brothers*

Azusa: "Ok, here are the ground rules. You can punch me, kick me, pull my hair. I am a-ok with being stabbed. Biting and scratching are on the table. You can use fire."

Yui: "These are the ground rules? Is there anything off limits?"

Azusa: "Damn, girl. You got something really sick you wanna do, huh? Oh, you little pervert. All right, I like it. Don't tell me. Surprise me. Ooh, this is gonna be fun!"

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*Carla talking about getting their vengeance for the Founders*

Shin: "Great, who are we killing? I won't do kids, that's a rule. But, that rule is negotiable if the kid's a dick."

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*Subaru literally everyday while at school*

Subaru: "A place where everybody knows your name is Hell. You are describing Hell."

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*Laito to Ayato when he went up against Richter in a sword fight by himself*

Laito: "You could have died, man."

Ayato: "It's not that bad. The doctor said all of my bleeding was internal-that's where the blood is supposed to be!"

Laito: 😟

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*Subaru's self confidence levels*

Subaru: ""Be myself", what kind of garbage is that?"

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*Laito when Ayato and Yui decided to babysit some of the neighborhood kids*

Laito: "Are you two sure you should be babysitting? You seemed real freaked out when you called me last night."

Yui: "Yes, but then we figured out how to be good parents: TV and cake."

Ayato: "TV and cake were my parents."

*Ayato laughs until he starts to look sad*

Yui: "It's ok." *pats him on the back*

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*Ayato remembering his childhood*

Ayato: "Alright, I'm gonna go cry in the bathroom. Peace out homies!"

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*Literally all of the Sakamakis*

Any one of them: "Oh yeah, the guy without a mommy is the one with "mommy issues". Explain that logic."

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*Kou when he first started his music career*

Kou: "I was just thinking about how I'd make the perfect idol based upon my skill set, dance ability, and blood lust."

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Kou: "Would you tell the sky to stop being so blue?"

Ruki: "Yes. I wish it were tan."

Kou: "What?"

Ruki: "It's my favorite color. It's no nonsense."

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Kou: "Oh my god. I think I just figured something out."

Subaru: "Aren't you forgetting a little something?"

Kou: *hesitantly leans in and kisses Subaru on the cheek and runs away*

Subaru (flustered as hell): "NO! Pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?"

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*Kou during an interview*

Kou: "All young men are at least 30% attracted to me. My mother cried during the day I was born because she knew she would never be better than me."

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*Kino with the Sakamakis*

Kino: "How long did it take for you guys to start liking me?"

Ayato: "Couple weeks."

Laito: "Six months."

Subaru: "Jury's still out."

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Yui: "If I run and leap at Subaru, I know for certain that he will catch me in his arms."

*Yui runs full speed at Subaru*

Subaru: "NO! I'm holding coffee!"

Subaru: "Proceeds to drop his mug of coffee to catch Yui*

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*The Sakamakis, Yui, and Mukamis talking about preparing for their battle against the Tsukinamis that we never got to see because S3 of the anime was never made*

Ayato: "Hey Reiji, did you see me practicing with Pancake about our self defense techniques?"

Reiji: "I did, excellent work."

Ayato: "Great. Thanks dad."

*Literally everyone stops what they're doing and stares*

Ayato (confused): "Why's everyone staring at me?"

Shu: "You just called Reiji "dad". You said "thanks dad"."

Ayato: "What? No I didn't, I said "thanks man"."

Reiji: "Do you see me as a father figure, Ayato?"

Ayato: "No! If anything I see you as a "bother figure" because you're always bothering me."

Laito: "Hey! Show your father some respect!"

Ayato: "I didn't call him dad!"

Reiji: "No no, Ayato, I take it as a compliment."

Kanato: "Yeah. I called Yui "mom" once and she's just our food."

Ayato: "Guys! Jump on that! Kanato has psychological issues!"

Subaru: "Old news. But you calling Reiji "daddy"-"

Ayato: "Hey! "Daddy" is not on the table."

Kou: "But you did call him "dad" dude."

Ayato: "You shut up, you've done nothing but lie when you got here."

Kou: "Ok, I lied about (so and so), but the "dad" thing? That happened."

Ayato: "Aha! He admitted that he lied about (so and so). It was a trap, all apart of my crazy, devious plan."

Reiji: "I believe you. . . ."

Ayato: "Thank you."

Reiji: ". . . .son."

Ayato: 😐

Reiji: "Do you want to talk about it, over a game of catch?"

Ayato: ". . . .I'd like that."

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I also feel like the gif above works for Ayato with Karlheinz.

[iprefertheterminsane]

Take me Home (Where I Belong)

I'm almost finished with my domestic perryshmirtz 5+1, which I'm gonna upload to ao3 soon so here's a tease in the form of the first chapter!

Rating: G

Relationship: Perry the Platypus/Heinz Doofenshmirtz

Tags: Human Perry the Platypus, pre-slash, domesticity, Perry's moved in before they even stopped calling themselves enemies, it's normal to want to kiss the homies sometimes, right?, long suffering Charlene, Perry's got 4 kids actually and that fourth one is Vanessa, haha Perry the Platypus you are dating my father.

Even after having his plans foiled for the day, Heinz doesn’t let him drive home.

“Look at yourself, Perry the Platypus, you’re barely standing on your own two feet.” The scientist points out. He’s right, of course, not that Perry will let him the satisfaction of agreeing with him. It seems to mean less than little; Heinz had already buckled him back into the passenger seat of his truck with the tenacity of a father, and Perry is just barely conscious enough to comply- a bit dumbly, but the taller man does not seem to mind-without much of a fuss. He’s still talking, naturally. Perry has gotten so used to the chatter the droning had begun to take on an ambient sort of feeling, like brown noise. “-practically an accident waiting to happen. Honestly, you’d think Francis would want to try keeping his best agent alive-that agency is gonna do you in better than I would, one day.”

Perry considers giving up a token protest-he had gotten here with the hoverjet on auto-pilot; the routes between the lair and Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. has long been keyed in as his defaults-but decides otherwise. He really was quite exhausted, surely it would be no bother to let Heinz drive him back to Evil Inc. where he’s parked. Why waste fuel when a cheaper of transport was on offer? The Major has particularly been going on and on lately about turning the office more green and saving energy, no doubt one of their latest efforts to cut costs-so he was doing the agency a favor, really. He trusted that Heinz was a reliable enough driver when they’re neither forced to undergo the serial killing obstacle course that was the Drusselsteinian Driving Test Route.

He would sleep in just until Heinz gets them back home. Decision made, he lets himself rest his eyes.

00..00

“Up, up, up, Perry the Platypus you don’t really expect me to carry you up the stairs do you-,”

“-Ok, here we go, sit here-no, no, don’t lay down just yet you need to take your shoes off Perry the Heathenpuss-,”

“-I am not letting you sleep in the corset of a waistcoat Perry the Platypus, wow is this Kevlar? No wonder you can stand my Titanium punches-Ok uppies, I should probably help you take this tie off too, huh? They could strangle you in your sleep, y’know, nuff said, if nuff was-y’know, me-it’s so weird to see you so biddable, Perry the Platypus-,”

“-ok, last thing Perry the Platypus, yes I promise, just need to help you get under the covers, alright? Now, isn’t that better? Aw, look at how cute you look, Perry the Platypus, like a little angel-,”

“Good night, Perry the Platypus.”

00..00

Perry snorts awake in the penthouse guest room with the covers pulled up to his chin, blinking against the light of the setting sun from behind the half-shaded curtains facing east of Danville.

He isn’t sure what’s woken him, but finds himself unable to go back to sleep. This was probably a good thing-he’s never stayed behind in Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. for so long without making his excuses before, and the clock shows that he’s nearly late for dinner back at the Flynn-Fletcher’s household. He’ll have no trouble flying home now, he feels perfectly well-rested.

Rising to his feet, he finds himself underdressed. His hat rests on the right-hand nightstand, right next to his sleeping head, and the rest of his clothes-vest, tie and shoes-draped carefully over the chair that looks like it’s been dragged over from the kitchen, positioned right next to the room’s entryway, deliberately left ajar. He shoves the hat back over his head and toes his shoes back on, but blinks deliberately at the rest of his attire. They are, of course, crucial parts of his armour, but what was to fear for stepping out without them? Heinz’s scheme was thwarted for the day, and lest the man was suddenly overcome with another plan while Perry was out, which he sincerely doubts, Heinz would not have reason to attack him out of the blue, and certainly not out of armour. He was obsessed with playing fair, and acting by the book. As far as they are both concerned, they were now both off the clock.

Perry decides to take the clothes and fold them over his arm, but he steps out without putting them on- the vest tends to cinch, which he tolerates, but not without reason-and goes to search for his host to make his goodbyes.

It’s easy enough to find him; Heinz is in the kitchen, naturally, making dinner for himself, with Norm at the dining table carefully slicing vegetables and making prep; something doughy, it seems. Perry wonders if it’s pie-Heinz makes wonderful doonkleberry pie. He rests his hips against the doorjamb, and chatters his teeth to make his presence known, a noise Heinz is well familiar with. It cuts off the man’s mindless chatter, and he beams. Perry can’t help his own answering smile.

"Ah, Perry the Platypus!” He crows. “Just in time for dinner! I don’t suppose you mind setting the table, just need to give me another couple of minutes-,” he cuts himself off as he sees Perry shaking his head, and Perry signs, regretfully, that he has to make himself scarce.

“YOU AREN’T STAYING FOR DINNER?” Norm asks, as despairingly as his cheerful-sounding robotic voice could make it sound. His mouth is down turned.

“Yes, it’s already so late, Perry the Platypus, surely your report could wait a couple of more hours.” Heinz adds, cajoling. “I worry you know, a man has to eat homemade meals every couple of days, else you tend to get sick to the stomach. I don’t know if you cook. I’ve made lemon pie for dessert.” Heinz sing-songs enticingly at the end, and Perry has to admit it’s persuasive. The man really does have a knack for baking.

But he’s already missed out on family dinner yesterday, due to making up for Agent G’s maternity leave, and the Flynn-Fletchers would worry if he missed out on another. He knows for a fact Linda’s made her award-winning meatloaf tonight, and hedgehog cake for supper. He’d hate on missing out on the treat for the world.

He’s halfway through realizing he’s said it out loud, ‘I have homemade meals at home,’ before he freezes, taking in Norm’s and Heinz’s curious blinks, and his hands pause abruptly, letting the sentence trail off awkwardly. He could see from the look on Heinz’s face that he was curious, mouth opening as if to pose a question, but seems to ultimately decide against it. They’ve both scrambled enough of the expected norms of their Villain-to-Spy nemesis-ship today, and crossing the line to figuring out Perry’s home life seems a midge too far, even for them.

Heinz hums, and changes the subject. “Are you really driving home fully dressed like that?”

Perry looks down at himself. ‘What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?’

“Nothing, which is my point. You could just leave them here, you know, they’re all dirty, Norm can run them through with the rest of the day’s laundry, and you can pick them up tomorrow. It’s weird to see you all dressed down, you know, but not bad weird, a good weird, makes me feel like a good host. That’s how you know you’re an adult sometimes, ugh, just listen to me talk about good hosting etiquette, Vanessa never has to worry about that sort of thing you know, even though she should. I hope Charlene’s teaching her.”

Perry’s wandered over to the coffee machine at this point, using context clues to figure out how it works and avoiding the large red button in a transparent case on the right-hand side of it’s case. He taps it, and churrs again.

“Oh, coffee! That’s a good idea, Perry the Platypus, some strong caffeine to help drive you through that traffic, I bought this travel mug for you!” Heinz hands him a short and stout chrome and teal travel mug with a silicone top and an anti-slip base. “I saw that color while scrolling through Etsy while I was looking at bento-boxes for this scheme I’m cooking up next week-oop, forget I said that Perry the Platypus, no spoilers! It reminded me of you! But the travel mugs aren’t related, it was just in the same shop, I love travel mugs, especially these newer novelty ones, you know there were never any novelty items back in Drusselstein, on account of the state largely frowning on any sort of color or patterns-,”

Perry churrs again, twisting the top of his cup back on and pointing out the door. Heinz visibly deflates.

“Oh, right, yes, leaving, of course, Perry the Platypus, let me just let this simmer and walk you to the door-and leave the clothes with Norm, Perry the Platypus, I’ve told you, you can come to fetch them tomorrow.”

Heinz helps hold the mug for him while he gets himself settled back in the hoverjet, and the clock on his dash informs him he should reach the house just in time to reach the Flynn Fletchers begin dinner if he rushed. Heinz leans forward to hand him the travel mug, leaving them close, just close enough that Perry feels the ridiculous urge to-maybe-leave a soft kiss on the other man’s cheek, the way Lawrence does when Linda was about to leave the house for the errand of the day.

Heinz doesn’t seem to notice, mumbling about setting the mug just right into the cupholder behind the handlebar, because it was hot, Perry the Platypus, we wouldn’t want a repeat of the driving test incident, do we? When Perry switches the jet on, Heinz waves. Perry, inexplicably, tips his hat back in return.

It isn’t until he’s 15 minutes away from the house that he realizes he really had left his vest and tie behind at Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. He hopes Heinz doesn’t plan to do anything inadvisable with them.

For some reason, Perry doesn’t believe that he will.

[sortasirius]

“Unity” and the Broken Boys

BOY Y’ALL BETTER SIT DOWN BECAUSE THIS IS AS LONG AS CAN BE AND I TOOK OFF WORK TOMORROW SO I’VE GOT TIME

This is....one of the best episodes in the show.  Yeah, in all 325 of them, this is hands down one of the best.

First of all, stan Amara for clear skin.

That silent treatment babey, right out the gate with the Angst.  Tbh Dean deserves it.

“Like I said, killing Amara, Jack dying...that’s the only way.”

“The only way.  Our one shot.  Our Last chance.  You ever get tired of saying stuff like that?”

“We don’t have to like it, alright?  But you and me, we gotta get it done.”

Amara is such a welcome energy in this whole episode.  She’s warm and understanding, whip-smart and probably more powerful than Chuck.  I love her.

Sam is a wonderful, understanding, loving dad.  I love him eternally.  He loves Jack so much, he’s trying so desperately to do what’s right for Jack but also what’s right for the world.  Jack made this choice, but he can’t live with it.  How do you support your child when their life is at stake?

“Come on man.  Blindly following orders, lying to Amara, sending her to her death. Does any of this feel right to you??”

“It doesn’t matter how we feel!  You know what?  Stay.  Stay.  Someone has to be the grown up here.”

“Yeah well someone has to keep fighting for Jack!”

“He knows what he signed up for!”

“Last I checked, we don’t give up on family.”

“Jack’s not family.”

Y’all should have heard the noise I made.  What a fucking line.

“I know how you feel about the kid, I care for him too, I do, but he’s not like you.  He’s not like Cas.  He’s just not.”

“I’m- I’m ready.”

You can see the regret, the heartbreak in Dean’s eyes.  You can see how he wants to take those words back the moment he said them, and for Jack to hear them?  It’s unthinkable.

Sam and Cas I’m just so fucking emo dude.

“Sam, you stayed behind to find another way huh?  I woulda done the same.”

AMARA

First of all, LOVE this structure.

Amara and Chuck have such a fascinating dynamic.  Rob and Emily do a great job (as they have all along) by clearly being siblings but...heightened.  You can just tell they both exude power, and the other is the only one they consider an equal.

“You and Dean had that whole weird...thing.”

“That wasn’t you writing?”

“Ugh, not that part.  Gross.”

What I took away from this is what I’ve suspected all along.  They HAVE free will, just not total free will.  Dean and Amara’s connection wasn’t Chuck, there are parts of the story he didn’t write.  Obviously, this comes into play later. 

I also have a hunch that Chuck doesn’t write romance.  I also think that in particular will come into play.

“Balance.  Something we’ve never tried before.  Creation and destruction, light and dark, brother and sister united again, but on behalf of one world, this world.  True balance.  The way it was always meant to be.  But you can’t.  You only care about your pleasure, your story.  Well, I guess that makes you the villain.”

“Villains get all the best lines.”

We see again and again this season, Chuck is irredeemable.  He doesn’t care about the angels, he doesn’t care about the world, he doesn’t care about anything.  He is a petulant toddler who has broken his toys. And when he realizes he’s trapped, he gets angry, he shouts and screams, completely at odds with Amara’s peace.

“You can’t hold me here forever.”

“I can hold you long enough.”

DEAN

Pain is the name of the game in this section homies.  Because not only are we dealing with Dean’s pain, we’re also dealing with Jack’s.  Jack says he understands why Cas and Sam mean more to Dean, but Dean clearly doesn’t, he, once again, wants to say more, but is stopped, still stopped by his fear: his fear of not beating Chuck.

Alright guys, gals, and non-binary pals.  Let’s talk about Adam and Seraphina.

Adam.  The first man.  And Seraphina.  The angel.

“My old lady.  She’s the only one who could put up with me all these years.”

Yeah okay.  Volume at 100 I get it lmao.

But also: Adam wants God dead not because he and Eve were kicked out of the Garden, but because he went after their sons.  The theme of protecting the children strikes again.

“Killing God is your plan?”

“Yeah, Billie’s been giving us a hand but Sera and me, this is our baby.”

This juxtaposed directly with Dean’s own pain at what he has to do to kill Chuck, to gain his free will: the cost of his child.

Adam’s rib.

And who else might get his ribs hurt, only to be likely healed by an angel?

It’s fine, that’s fine.  I’m fine with that.

“Jack, I don’t know how to explain it but, when I found out about Chuck, it’s like I wasn’t alive.  Not really.  You know like my whole life I’ve never been free, but like really free.  But now?  Now me and Sam, we got a shot at living a life, without all this crap on our backs.  And that’s, that’s because of you.  So, I want to say, I need to say...thank you, Jack.  Thank you.”

I’m gonna have to do a separate post about just Dean in this episode, because there is so fucking much to talk about, but there are a couple of things that I think are important:  Dean realizes how wrong he was, to say what he said.  He knows that it’s not true, this is the way he’s always coped with loss, by pushing the person to be lost away, but for Jack to hear it?  He can’t stand for that.

And:

Dean has finally pushed through the barrier.  He won’t be quiet in the face of his doubts anymore.  This is a breakthrough for him, and, of course, there are more to come.

SAM

Sam and Cas, my chaos duo.

The box, the inscription, the door.

Death’s library, filled with dead reapers.

And there it is.  The Empty.

It tells Sam the plan, the plan for Billie to take God’s place.  For everything to go back to the way it’s “supposed to be.”

This has always been the game, since season 13.  This is the longest of long games.

Sam fuckin Winchester, lying his way out of a confrontation with the Empty like the legend that he is.

He comes back with a new purpose: to stop Billie’s plan, and here’s where we get to the heart of the episode and maybe the heart of the season.

“You hear that?  Dean, brought to the edge of doubt.  His sense of duty, his rage winning out in the end.  And poor Sam, always gotta know everything.  Can’t leave well enough alone.  This is my ending, my real ending.”

The gun comes out, pointed at Sam.

Hmm...what did I say during 15x05?  Oh yeah, this.

And:

Dean would never survive killing Sam, but he’s willing to do anything, anything to earn his freedom.  His ending, where one brother kills the other and then kill himself.

Why, you might ask, did Sam not mention that the angels would be sent back to Heaven, why does he not mention Cas?  I’ll tell you why, or rather, Becky will.

Plus, Dean looks back at Cas IMMEDIATELY when Sam says that, when he mentions Eileen, and THAT’S the first time he hesitates.  He can’t lose Cas.  But at the same time, he’s willing to do anything to have his freedom.

“Sam we don’t have a choice, Jack’s about to blow!”

“We always have a choice!”

You know me, just sitting here thinking about choice, the ability to choose, and how that translates to their free will.

And Sam...I don’t think there will ever be characters I love as much as these.

“I don’t care if Billie gets what she wants!  I don’t man, I’d trade it all, I’d trade em all for Chuck.  In a heartbeat!”

“What about me?”

“You’d trade me?”

“Chuck has to die.  He has to!  Otherwise he’ll keep us tap dancing forever, and I can’t live like that man, I can’t live like that, I won’t!”

“I know you feel like that right now, okay? I know you do, but you gotta trust me.  My entire life, you’ve protected me.  From Dad, from Lucifer, from everything.  I didn’t always like it, you know?  But it’s the one thing in the whole world that I could always count on.  It’s the only thing I’ve ever known that was true.  So please, put the gun away.  Just put it away.  We’ll figure it out, Dean, we’ll find another way, you and me.  We always do.”

Okay I feel like this is going to be one of those scenes that I cry watching for years to come.  Because fuck.  After fifteen years they finally admit that not only did Dean protect Sam from Lucifer, but he protected him from John.  John.  On a par with Lucifer.

Dean and Sam have, for so many years, sacrificed themselves for the other.  Dean’s demon deal, Sam and the trials, every season they have fought to see who can die the quickest for the other.  But this?  This is them fighting to stop the violence, to stop from killing the big bad.  This is them growing, in our eyes, in real time.  Sam has always been able to get through to Dean when no one else had a prayer, but for Dean to listen, for Dean to take his words to heart, to stop the hunt for Sam, for their family, that’s how you know they do have free will.

(Btw Chuck’s eye effect when he dusted Amara was sick as fuck but I’m emo for my boys so.)

Chuck knows it’s a loss, he knows that his story has, once again, been thwarted by the boys making their own choices.  And he’s pissed, but in his anger, we get a bomb dropped on us.

“Spare me your contempt Castiel, the self-hating angel of Thursday.  You know what every other version of you did after “gripping him tight and raising him from perdition”?  They did what they were told.  But not you.  Not the one off the line with a crack in his chassis.”

Are you fucking kidding me?

Also, just worth bringing up this one as well:

Every Castiel pulled Dean out of Hell.  Every one told him the same thing.  And yet, immediately, with this Cas and this Dean, something was different.  Because what has everyone seen about Cas, from the moment he met Dean?

And there’s our endgame people.  Laid out on the line.

But we ain’t done yet, fam.

We’ve talked about the handprint, but you know:

So there you have it, our prep into the “monumental” 15x18.  I have spec on that, of course, but I think a novel is long enough for this.

What to take away: Dean’s rage was always Chuck’s plan, they do have free will, their love for each other, for their family, is what will stop Chuck’s control, Death is about to come back with a vengeance, Cas’ deal is at play, and, most importantly, Castiel and Dean Winchester are a blind spot for Chuck, something he has never, not once, controlled.

[darkcitiesnluv]

Hello. Can I request a Beomgyu × reader fluff? In which beomgyu and sunghoon both like reader who's a good friend of both txt and enhypen.

Thank you

Sure!  Did you know you're my first ask!  Ahhh I'm excited thank you!  I hope you like my fluff imagine!  If i disappoint you, I'm sorry!  I Hope it ain't the case!  Here we go! 

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It was the first day of school for L / n Y / n.  Your mother dropped you off to school before going to her own job. You breath in the air with a smile.  "I'm finally going to see my friends, it's been so long i haven't seen Sunghoon ..." You thought inside your head as you made your way to your classroom.  Sunghoon is one of your closest friends.  During the summer break he went in vacations with his family and the only way for Sunghoon and you to interact with each other was from the phones. 

"Y/n!  Here!  I saved you a seat! "A long hair boy yelled from the very back of the classroom. You shook your head and laughed quietly. 'How does this kid know we have classes together?'  you thought.

"Beomgyu! How did you know we- "

" shhhhh baby girl, you know I have eyes and ears everywhere" Beomgyu put a finger against your lips to shush you showing you his silly smirk. He does this to you a lot.

You rolled your eyes and grabbed onto his school dress shirt. "You need to stop calling me that or else the others are going to think we're a couple .." You lightly wine letting him go. 

Beomgyu chuckled.  "Aren't we one though? .."

You lightly punch him in the arm as you two sat on the desks that are right beside each other. " Your jokes aren't funny..." You said.

Suddenly, almost the whole class started looking towards the window inside their room, watching how a black hair, tall, handsome boy walked through the halliway. 

"oh my..is that the famous figure skater? "

" oh my god he is hooot "

Everything looked in slow motion like in the kdramas you've watched. The boy walking gracefully and perfectly with each step. His finger slowly moving a hair away from his attractive forehead. His gaze was hard and seductive as he showed his elegant smirk.

" look at that dude he thinks he is handsome "

" yeah he thinks he can get all the ladies...."

"you brooooo he has some nice canines, who's his dentist...."

" If he is a vampire l'll let him drink my blood, kill me, anything  and l'll just say "thank you i appreciated" "

You couldn't see him but Beomgyu could. You knew by the way he hit his desk and clenched his fist tight until his knuckles turned white. You worried and grabbed his hands with your tiny ones.

" Gyu are you ok? What's wrong? Who is him?..." You asked him. Your attention focusing on him. Beomgyu glared deathly at something and mumbled. " He is coming to our classroom."

You looked to see who it was and you were shock. The boy walked inside with a bright smile. " Hello, I'm Park Sunghoon, new student, take well care of me" he bowed lightly with a kindly and innocent smile.

" Of course baby~" some girl whispered as she was drooling saliva for the new student. "Nina shut up!" Her friend said giving her a dirty weird look.

Your opened mouth turned into a happy smile.

' Sunghoon is back!' you thought as you smiled at his way. Sunghoon notice you and waved a hand at you, making some students look at you but you didn't care what they think.

°°°

" Hooooon~!" You yelled as you ran towards him. Sunghoon suddenly grabbed you and twirl you around.

"Oooo look at the lovebirds~" said Hueningkai teasing them. " Why don't you two just confess each other's love huh?" Jungwon also teased receiving high-fives from his two older friends, Heeseung and Jay.

"Where's that loser of Beomgyu?" Taehyun asked as he looked between the boys in front of him. " In the back....." Soobin said as they looked behind them. 

Beomgyu was behind them watching everything. So randomly he sucked in air, knee down to get a big rock from the ground and threw the rock somewhere in the air out of anger. Who knows where the rock went flying to......... after a few seconds he heard broken glass shader.

" ....Who the fuck did this....." Beomgyu heard the scream of an old lady from faaaar a way the school's playground.

Beomgyu turn away from that direction with a "oh shit what have I've done" look on his face. However once he turned to the opposite direction he still saw you.....arms wrapped around Sunghoon's neck, legs wrapped around his stomach, and still being twirl around like a daisy in the air by a smiling Sunghoon. " I really really missed you a lot!" You said.

Beomgyu eyes widen big, bigger than they already are. He immediately ran towards you two not caring of his friends are watching him.  His long dark brown hair swaying softly with the air. " No no no no no! What are two doing!" He separated Sunghoon and you from each other.

" Wow- real shit is going to happen...." Yeonjun said throwing the piece sign with his fingers. " I agreed indeed mai brotha..." Jake comment next.

" What? I couldn't see him in the summer break and I really missed him!" you said as you held Sunghoon's hands. Beomgyu immediately slapped your and Sunghoon's hands making y'all let go immediately.

Sunghoon had enough of it and grabbed Beomgyu's dress shirt. " What's your problem!" He said loud and fiercely glaring at him. Everyone step back from them two.

" If y'all gonna fight make it bloody and violently..." Heeseung said sounding serious about his words.

" Yeah make it violently, like in the games you know?....hey Jake and Heeseung....who y'all bet? I bet for Beomgyu, y'all know he is crazyyyy" Riki said covering his mouth with a hand and shaking his other hand in front of him.

" Yeah but try not to get hurt badly alright?" Jay said as he fixed his Gucci cap.

" This is stupid, I should go eat my mint choco ice cream, Y/nnie~ meet me in the restaurant, you know which one..." Sunoo said about to leave when he suddenly notice how quickly Beomgyu's and Sunghoon's heads turned towards him with a glare.

" I'm scared......" Sunoo said leaving the school's ground.

Beomgyu turned and glare back at Sunghoon as he held onto his wrist and forced him to let him go. Beomgyu chuckled and look at you. " The problem is that you two are lying to my face...to our faces!...."

" See?.....i was right...." Jungwon shook his head unbelievably.

" What are talking about Beom? What lie?" You said crossing your arms over your chest.

" You two are dating." Beomgyu said straightforward with a poker cold face.

" And if we were, why would it affect you?.." Sunghoon took a step forward towards Beomgyu. You widen your eyes as you heard the words coming from his mouth.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOO....." Your male friends said as they were shook by Sunghoon's comment as well.

Beomgyu looked away from you two and smirked bitterly. " No it wouldn't.....why would it? Hahaha ahhh you two could actually make an adorable couple" he said with a bright face. He patted Sunghoon's shoulders and left without looking at you.

" Let's go homies! Let's get some beer!" Beomgyu threw a fist up in the air. " Aren't half of us under age?" Jungwon asked. " You and Riki Niki are getting a glass of milk...." Jay said.

" Noooo i want beer too! " Niki wined.

" NOOOOO NIKI SAN!" Jake yelled making everyone covered their ears.

You suddenly felt sad....really sad. Beomgyu didn't even spare you a glare. But.....why did you felt sad? Shouldn't you just ignore it? Think of it as Beomgyu being exaggerated silly with you.... but that's hard to think it like that when he looked so jealous of Sunghoon being with you?....what could this mean?

Sunghoon looked at your sad appearance and walked towards you to give you a warm hug. " Oh come on Y/n.....don't be sad.....maybe he is a little jealous because you are hanging out your other best friend than hanging out without him....." He grinned, his cute  dimples appearing unwillingly.

You smiled and lean your head against his chest. However you still felt sad and hurt by Beomgyu.

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" Beomgyu! Come to my house! Mom is going to make a delicious dinner for us!" You called on your phone as you laid on your bed looking at the white ceiling.

"...........is Sunghoon coming too?" Beomgyu said slowly taking his time in speaking.

Oh my god why is he soo cute! You thought.

" No he won't Gyu, come back to me and we'll have fun!" You said with positivity.

" Ok! I'll be there in five minutes!" He ended the call.

You chuckled to yourself and hugged a pillow, still looking at the ceiling.

Why did he got jealous?...I don't think that was normal  jealousy coming from a close friend......it was more like that type of jealousy you feel towards a crush.....That behavior of his was strange today....

You sat up as you heard Beomgyu yelled.." Hello mom!" To your mother at the kitchen. You ran out of your room. " Hey bestie~~!" You said in English as you winked at him.

" Hey best friend" he responded back in english.

" Food will be ready in 30 minutes!" Your mother said.

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"Yes! Yes yes!!!!!" Beomgyu said as he beat you in the game. You took off your headphones and pouted. " As always you win!" You said slightly punching his arm. Beomgyu looked at you with an evil smile. " and the loser gets to suffer! " He said suddenly jumping on top of you. He started to tickle you everywhere. You laughed out loud and struggle to stop him but he was too strong. Somehow you gain more power than him and started to tickle him as well. You got on top of him and straddle his stomach as you reach to ruin his hair, tickle his armpits and sides.

" You might be a winner in games but you're weak when it come to this game!" You made fun of him.

Beomgyu kept laughing and wiggling around but soon stopped as he saw the weird position you two were. You stopped as well as you saw him no longer laughing.

" Y/n you're dirty! How dare you try to take advantage of me! Just because you see me tiny and innocent!" He tease you out loud gazing at your body and legs.

You widen your eyes and got off of him. " Beomgyu! You're the nasty one! You started this! " You hit him again. Both of you laughing together.

As y'all's laughter started to slow down you two stare at each other. Eyes studying each other's faces.

You always admitted to yourself from the very beginning how attractive Beomgyu was. Not only was he cute looking but his personality was gold. You loved him by the way he is with you and with everyone.

Have you developed a crush on him?....yes a tiny one two years ago. You started realizing how much you liked him a lot when you two went to a party together. You saw some girls surrounding him and talking and flirting with him. Beomgyu, as the social butterfly he is didn't mind having them around him. However you remember how angry you felt when Beomgyu was dancing with a girl and laughing with her instead dancing and laughing with you.

As for Beomgyu....he always liked you since the very first day you two met. In the first year of middle school. He always thought of you as someone sooo pretty and smart. He still does though but now he thinks you're hot. Anyway he always liked you. Of course like any other human being he had his small crushes from there to there but the one he really liked and care the most was you. He never told you because he was scared to ruin the great friendship between you two, but he also like it with you two staying as friends.

His feelings towards you became stronger in highschool. You having so much friends and specially lots of guys friends...not just your typical normal looking guy friends...but very attractive guy friends like: Soobin, Yeonjun, Taehyun, Hueningkai, Heeseung,Jay,Jake, Jungwon,Sunoo, Niki, ugly Sunghoon, and of course he'll include himself in the list.

To many eh?.....he was afraid any of them could still you away, specially that Sunghoon since you're the most closest with him as well. Beomgyu knew Sunghoon liked you too and that he was trying to win you over, so he wanted to start making a move ...but he was too afraid of rejection from you.

What should he do?

What should you do?

" Beomgyu......you looked so jealous at school earlier....with Sunghoon.....what was that behavior.....I was shock...." You chuckled lightly still looking deep into his dark eyes.

Beomgyu didn't look away, his eyes looking deep at yours. " Jealousy?....what are you talking about?...well actually it was jealousy! Because you were hanging out with him instead of me!" He wined holding one of your tiny hands and started waving your arms to the sides.

" But you know he is one of my closest friends too! It's being a long time I haven't seen him, so i really missed him a lot...look Gyu you're so important to me that I even decided to hang out with you tonight instead of with Sunghoon......." You said truthfully.

Beomgyu smiled at you as he caressed one of your cheek with his hand. " The favoritism...i see " he winked at you making your heart beat. "Beomgyu no-haha" you chuckled quietly and shyly.

" Food is ready!" Your mom yelled.

You two were two focus on each other that you two didn't heard you mother yelled. Beomgyu kept staring at your lips intensely and that made you feel a little nervous.

" Y/n.....can i kiss you?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and his eyes now looking at yours. His lovely gaze was making you wanting to look away from him but you couldn't. His comment made your heart beat faster and your breathing quickened.

" Uhhh...no Gyu that's weird! We're friends we can't do that" you laughed once again hitting him lightly in the arm.

" But it's for practice, come on i really wanna try kissing....come here" he said scooting closer to you and pulling your neck towards him but you try to scoot back away from him while still laughing nervously.

" No! Beom, stop move!"

" Don't you wanna try it, it's your chance! Come here baby girl" he scooted more closer.

" Well I- i mean sure but like not right now, like maybe tomorrow, it's just that-" Beomgyu chuckled as he leaned in to softly peck your lips slowly. His hand resting on your cheek. Everything happen so fast but for you felt it slow. He pulled away with a satisfying smile. "Gyu....." You said eyes shocking looking at him.

" It was great right? Just wait until we start making out with tongue and everything, it'll be greater!" He tease you making you blush hard.

He kissed me........ Beomgyu kissed me......was it just for fun?....or does he like me the way i like him..... You could no longer control you're feelings inside and watching Beomgyu smile and laughing at you made you angry. Does he think this is a joke?

" Choi Beomgyu! You can't just simply kiss anyone without them agreeing too! Also you can't just simply kiss the person that likes you without making sure they're feeling ready to kiss the person they like! How can you do this to me Choi Beomgyu! I will sue you!" You wined loudly. Beomgyu was shook at the things you said.

" Y-y-you like me!?..........then why the fuck are complaining about me kissing you!" Beomgyu suddenly stood up and you copy him. " Aren't you surprised?" You asked confused.

"Yes i am! Very much surprised! But you know what?.... there's something that will surprise YOU the most...maybe.....I like you too!!!" He said closing his eyes, he protected his head with his arms and looked away from you as if afraid you might smack his face off.

After a while feeling nothing he slowly turn to look at you. You stand there with a smile. " Are you really.....telling me....the truth?....are you really!" You said as you pulled his head down to look at him while jumping in tiny.

He nodded repeatedly. " Yes ever since middle school.....but I've never told you anything because I didn't want to ruin our beautiful friendship......and everytime those close guys friends of yours were around you I felt jealous...... specially towards Sunghoon........" He confess everything clearly.

You smiled and jumped on him, wrapping arms around his neck and your legs around his torso.

" Wow....." He mumbled in shock of your sudden actions.

"I feel so happy!" You said burying your face on his neck. Beomgyu stood there, arms wrapped around your back. " I also feel really happy Y/n! I feel like screaming how happy I am!" He said now resting his head against your head with his eyes shut.

" Kids, I've been waiting for you guys at the dining table and you two are just....... hugging?" Your mother stoped talking as soon as she enter your room.

Your mom furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, put a hand on her hip and her other hand on the door knob.

" What's this?......Y/n? Beomgyu?......... hellooooo I'm talking to y'all?........are y'all serious!?" She said as she walked towards them and try to wake them up from their moment.

" Oh my god mom! I'm so sorry you had to see this!" You said letting go of him.

" Mom im sorry too!" Beomgyu bow down repeatedly even getting down onto his knees but you stopped him from doing so.

Your mother rolled her eyes as she laughed quietly.

" Sorry for what? that you two are dating? Come on! Your dad and I ship you two! Now kids come down to dinner please...." She said annoyed. " I didn't waist two hours of my time for y'all not to eat my food?...no it's not going to happen..."

"... But we're not-..."

" Shhhhh let's go!" Your mom interrupted. Leaving the room.

Beomgyu and you looked at each other and quietly cracked a smile. " Well.......are we dating now...." Beomgyu gives you a mischievous look. " Well......if we like each other and a lot ......we should give it try..." you agreed showing your mischievous look as well.

" We'll be a couple and friends at the same time....good?" He asked holding both of your hands and leaned down to touch his forehead against yours. You nodded and reach to peck his pretty lips.

" Kids! Come down now!!" Your mother yelled.

The two of flinched and ran from your room holding hands.

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Thank you for reading 💖

[honeypwark]

[ Manhandled ]

  ↳ Clé 1 : MIROH era

       ↳ Xiang and the boys film a “Running Man” spin-off. Xiang does surprisingly well. Until she gets manhandled.

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“To be honest, I’m not that worried about tomorrow,” Xiang tells Hyunjin, as well as the camera he holds. “It’ll be no big deal, you know?”

Hyunjin giggles behind the camera at her use of Korean and English, “Shouldn’t you be a little worried, though? We’re all physically stronger than you.”

“I know. That’s why I just have to outsmart all of you,” Xiang strategizes. “It shouldn’t be too hard.”

“YAH!” Hyunjin shouts.

Xiang laughs, then says, “I also know there’s no chance of me winning with Channie competing, but as long as I make final three I’ll be content.”

“So what you’re saying is we should all team up to get you out first,” Felix says, sitting down beside Xiang.

Xiang laughs with the two boys and claps a hand on Felix’s shoulder. When their laughter dies down, she looks at him seriously.

“Don’t make me angry.”

“I’m sorry,” Felix squeaks out immediately.

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“I want to die~,” Xiang sings to herself quietly, “Kill me please~ I’m asking nicely~ Chris is terrifying- JESUS!”

“Gotcha!” Chan shouts, trying to grab Xiang.

“Not today, satan!” Xiang yells, ducking under Chan’s arms.

She avoids Seungmin as well as he tries to grab her, sprinting off into the park with the two boys in pursuit of her. She actually manages to lose her cameraman due to the speed she’s running. She ducks behind a row of lockers, knowing she needs to lose Chan and Seungmin before she can be relatively safe again.

She tucks herself against the short end of the lockers so that as Chan and Seungmin run past they don’t see her. The two-person alliance slow to a stop, knowing they’ve lost her. As they look around, they spot Xiang’s cameraman now filming them, having lost his member. They laugh about it, still out of breath from chasing Xiang.

“Later, homies!” Xiang calls, both for comedic reasons and so her cameraman can locate her.

She takes off in the direction they’d all came, too much distance between herself and the two boys for them to even attempt to catch her. They instead stay in place as her cameraman runs after her, still catching their breaths. They look at each other and laugh breathlessly.

“She wasn’t kidding about outsmarting us,” Seungmin says.

“No, she was not,” Chan agrees.

As the two boys walk off in search of another member, Xiang waits for her cameraman to catch up to her.

“Giving you a workout, aren’t I?” Xiang teases the man behind the camera.

“Just a bit,” he laughs, breath labored.

Xiang laughs, “I ran a lot as a trainee because I didn’t like going to the gym. So I’ve got a lot of practice.”

She continues to walk around the park with her cameraman in tow. She passes one of the items they can find without stopping.

“Aren’t you going to see what that is?” her cameraman asks.

“No. I’ve been seeing what some of the boys are getting. I know it’d be more entertaining for me to open it, but if I get something bad, I’ll lose. My only chance of winning is playing it safe.”

She glances back at the box she’d passed then grins at the camera.

“Play smarter not harder.”

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“Okay, okay. Let’s talk about this.”

“What’s there to talk about?”

“I have a bargaining chip- JEONGIN!”

Jeongin lunges for Xiang and catches the corner of her name tag. She manages to spin around in a way that stops it from being ripped off by the younger boy. She gets out of his grip on momentum alone. However, she falls to the ground as her feet catch on one another. Reacting quickly, she wraps her arms around his legs from behind so he can’t reach her without twisting and bending backwards awkwardly.

“Let me bargain- LET ME BARGAIN!” Xiang shrieks, hitting Jeongin’s hands away as he tries to take her name tag off.

Jeongin can’t help but laugh and gives in, “Okay, okay, fine.”

“I know where an item is,” she tells him.

“You didn’t open it? Does that mean it’s bad?”

“No, I didn’t open it because I figured I could use it to get out of a situation like this,” Xiang says.

“Where is it?”

“It’s by the arcade.”

“The one by the carousel?”

“No, the one by the water slide.”

Jeongin is silent for a moment as he considers.

“Okay.”

Xiang doesn’t let go of Jeongin’s legs, “Promise you won’t attack me.”

“I won’t attack you.”

She thrusts her hand out and around to the front of Jeongin, pinky finger extended. Jeongin wraps his own around hers and presses their thumbs together.

“Alright, sick,” Xiang says, “I’m going to stand up now; please don’t attack me.”

Xiang unwraps herself from around Jeongin’s legs, scooting back so she has room to stand. Once she’s to her feet, she looks at Jeongin warily.

“Okay,” she says cautiously. “Let’s go.”

Xiang makes sure they walk a solid ten feet apart the entire way, both of them wary of each other. Jeongin is worried Xiang is just going to bolt at some point and he’ll lose her. Xiang is worried Jeongin will change his mind and just grab her to rip her name tag off. Eventually, though, they make it to the arcade.

“There it is,” Xiang says, pointing at the white box positioned on the ground at the arcade entrance.

“Thank you, noona.”

Jeongin tries to grab Xiang but she hits his arms and quickly side steps away.

“You said you wouldn’t attack me!” Xiang protests.

“Our pinky promise reached its expiration date.”

“You’re a sNAKE!”

Xiang runs out of the way as Jeongin tries to grab her again, taking off the way they came with Jeongin hot on her heels. She takes a sharp turn and runs down a stopped escalator. Jeongin hurries down after her. About halfway down, Xiang tries to jump the area between the two escalators. She doesn’t quite manage it and scoots rather ungracefully to the other side.

Nonetheless, she avoids Jeongin and runs back up to the level they were on. She nearly falls as she takes an extremely sharp turn to hard back where they just were. She grabs the item box off the ground and keeps going. She slows as she realizes she’s lost Jeongin, walking along the back of the theatre. She sees a figure running in place closer to the stage.

“Hey, Felix!” Xiang calls to the boy in English as she starts toward him.

“Hey,” he calls back.

“Whatcha up to?” she continues, sitting down on a bench one row away from him.

Out of breath slightly from running in place, he says, “Nothing much.”

“Looks like it.”

Xiang sets her box down on the bench beside her and takes the lid off. She pulls the card out from inside.

“Oh, nice!”

“What’d you get?” Felix asks.

“Mini name tag!” Xiang answers gleefully.

“Aw, what? No fair!”

She laughs at him as she swaps her large name tag for the miniature version. She leans back on her hands, looking at Felix.

“Are you not going to try to get me out?” he asks.

“Nah, I’m good.”

“Why not?”

“Look to your left.”

Felix looks where she told him to, “Oh no, come on!”

“Hello!” Woojin calls as he gets closer.

“I’ll leave you boys to it, peace out.”

Xiang flashes a peace sign at Felix then takes off along the far right side of the theatre, giving Woojin a wide berth. She sees him debating which 00 liner to go for.

“I can outrun you,” Xiang warns, pointing at Woojin.

Woojin hesitates then nods, seemingly agreeing with her before continuing to walk toward Felix, who is still running in place.

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“I feel like I’m in the Hunger Games,” Xiang says as she carefully glances around a corner, “And I hate it.”

Xiang knows there’s only four of them left now, her, Chan, Changbin, and Woojin. One more person and she’ll reach her goal of being top three. And if she lets the final two boys battle it out, she could get top two. Unless they decide to gang up on her, which is a very probable outcome.

Xiang notices that the six boys who are out are all turned and watching the same thing. She come up beside them to see what they’re looking at.

“Are you out?” Minho asks her.

“No.”

“You’re really not?” Seungmin asks.

“No,” Xiang says again, “I told you I’d outsmart you all.”

“She’s also lucky because she got a mini tame tag,” Felix says.

“That, too.”

Xiang watches as Chan tackles Woojin to the ground and tears his name tag off. Changbin prepares to take Chan’s off as well, but Chan grabs a hold of his. Xiang quickly darts around the carousel as Chan and Changbin approach.

“Before you get each other out,” Hyunjin speaks up, “You should get Changho out.”

“Oh, that snake,” Xiang growls.

“Changho’s still in?” Changbin asks. “I almost got her out right when we started.”

“Seungmin and I tried to get her out but she got away,” Chan says.

“She got away from me, too,” Jeongin adds.

“Yeah, same,” Minho speaks up.

“I saw her briefly,” Hyunjin says, “She ran away before I could catch her.”

“She found me when I was stuck in place and left me to be taken out by Woojin,” Felix says.

“Did we all really get outsmarted by her?” Seungmin asks.

“I told you I wasn’t worried about filming; I knew I’d last a long time,” Xiang says, cautiously walking back around the carousel.

Chan sighs and stretches out his neck, “Well, tactical skills aren’t working, time for brute force. Changbin, let’s get her.”

The two sprint towards Xiang and she runs back around the carousel to avoid Chan. Changbin goes the opposite direction as Chan and catches Xiang as she runs away from their leader.

“Ah, no, this is so unfair!” Xiang whines, trying to fight Changbin off but failing.

Chan comes up behind Xiang and throws her over his shoulder. The girl can’t find it in herself to fight him as the three of them walk back to the other members. The out members laugh as they see Chan carrying a limp and defeated Xiang. Chan sets Xiang on her feet and Changbin stands on her other side.

“This is how I die,” Xiang says dramatically. “This world has been so cruel. I was too weak. I’m sorry.”

“Any last words?” Chan asks, a hand on her name tag.

“Uuuuuh... yeet.”

Xiang spins toward Chan, making him lose his grip on her name tag. In one final act of defiance, she jumps on Chan and tries to reach over his shoulders to grab his name tag. To avoid her doing so, Chan let’s himself fall to the ground, bringing down Xiang with him. She still tries to reach under him and get his name tag. She grabs his arm to pull him up slightly so she can grab it and pull it off.

“Haha!” Xiang shouts joyously as she jumps to her feet. “Suck it!”

She throws Chan’s name tag back at him as he lays on the ground. He catches it, laughing while still attempting to seem disappointed. She turns to face Changbin.

“Alright, let’s go, Binnie,” she says.

Changbin approaches her slowly then quickly lunges to try and reach around her. She hits his arm away and tries to reach around him herself. He grabs her wrists and she tries to squirm away but physically can’t. She stops fighting him and sighs.

“My fate has been sealed.”

Changbin laughs and pulls her toward him. He makes her turn slightly and lets go of one of her wrists to grab her name tag. She squirms to try and get away but can’t, instead dropping to the ground. Despite her best efforts, Changbin stands above her victoriously with her name tag in hand.

“I won!” Changbin shouts triumphantly.

The first seven out members cheer for him. Xiang falls completely to the ground, laying there motionless except for her breathing.

Changbin pokes her with his foot, “Are you dead?”

“Yes.”

[taerseok]

hi | 01 | survival bts!

♡ synopsis:. when 7 immature players gather together to play one of the most famous games the world has seen to-date; Minecraft, and a stranger joins their survival world out of nowhere, there really is nothing that could go wrong, right? Right?

♡ pairing:. ot7 × reader

♡ word count:. 1.2k

♡ genres / rating:. crack, fluff, non-idol!au, reverse harem / pg-15

♡ trigger warnings:. ot7 are a bunch of kids pretending to be professional, sexual jokes (mainly from jimin) here and there, chaos ensues, none of them know how to play minecraft except for JK, ot7 disrespect eachother a lot, homies being homies, taehyung is obsessed with yeontan in this one but i mean i can't blame him

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♡ author notes:

▪ @bangtan-dreamland asked; "YO WADDUP IT'S ME AGAIN >:) since you're still part of the game >:) gib ot7 + vodka please >:) you know you want to do it >:)"

well. here you go T^T i made a whole lil series because of you- happy?

▪ thank youu to @mindays for the banner and dividers TwT (still cannot get over how pretty they are arGh)

part of @bangtan-dreamland's drabble game. request here~

Generating world…

[Don't kill dolphins, you monster!]

World loaded!

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

Steve joined the game

"OMG we're twins," one Steve exclaims. "Is it really twins if there's seven of you and you're playing a game?" 

"Of course- we all have the same brain, we're twins-"

"That's not how it works!" another one speaks up. "Leave the game and change the usernames." 

"And what if I want to stay as Steve-"

"I said leave the game and change your usernames!"

Steve left the game

Steve left the game

Steve left the game

Steve left the game

Steve left the game

"You leave first," he says stubbornly. "No, you."

"No, you!"

"I said- you!"

Steve left the game

"Finally."

Steve left the game

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Generating world…

[Ocelots show creepers who's boss!]

World loaded!

GoldenJK joined the game

Eatjin joined the game

Baby_mochi joined the game

Namjesus joined the game

MinSuga joined the game

Goodboy95 joined the game

Hopesbalenciaga joined the game

It was the plains where they spawned. In the distance, the seven players could see a forest of oak and birch wood. They'd need that wood very soon. 

"So how do you move?" asks Namjoon. "W, A, S, D to move, space to jump, press 'control' to sprint, 'shift' to crouch-"

"You can crouch?" Jimin interrupts Jungkook. Guessing by the way he was holding down shift at the moment, he couldn't be more surprised at the discovery. "Yeah, you can crouch," Jungkook mentally rolls his eyes. "Anyway-"

"Can you eat this dirt?" Jimin interrupts again. "What?" 

"Can you eat dirt?"

He was looking at the ground below him as he spoke. Did he even know how to break the block? "Why would you eat dirt?" the maknae frowns. "Once I ate dirt when I was at the playground..." Jimin reminiscences. "Ooooh!" Taehyung jumps around from excitement, almost falling down into a nearby hole- which, guessing by the depth, was a cave, Jungkook noted. "How did it taste?"

"It was very good!"

"Right," Yoongi mutters, letting out an exasperated sigh. "It's daytime right now, we should probably start with-"

"Ooooh a sheep!"

"Jimin, will you stop interrupting me for once!?"

"Sorry," he crouches back down, facing the ground. "Alright," Jungkook takes a deep breath before starting again. "All of you have never played this game before, yes?" six heads shake left to right in response. "We need to collect wood first. Mobs spawn at night and they can kill you so we should gear up as soon as possible too."

"Do we need food?"

"We do need food. Can you work on killing the sheeps, Jin-hyung?"

"With my hand?"

Jungkook sighs. "Yes, with your hand. Get wool too. We'll need it for beds."

"I'm on it!" With that, Seokjin could be seen walking away towards the nearby herd of sheeps, his pace irregular. There came a moment he was sprinting, and then another when he was jumping as he walked. Which escalated- or rather, slowed down into crouching and jumping. Jungkook could only watch.

"Namjoon-hyung, can you please go help Jin-hyung?"

And with that, there were two people on the sheep-killing job. The maknae could only hope that they'd be able to sleep tonight. The first nights were always the-

"Can you sleep in one bed with someone else?" Jimin asks. "You can have a double bed, you can't sleep in a single bed with another-"

"What's the fun in that?"

Jungkook tried to feign ignorance. "You're on the tree-cutting team with Hobi-hyung."

"Why are we cutting poor trees?" Hoseok speaks up. "Can't we just leave them be?" 

"If you want to get killed by the mobs, yeah, sure!" Jungkook says hotly. "I'm going to dig a hole and live in dirt," Jimin remarks, "that way, no trees will be-"

"Can I get a dog?" Taehyung was the one to interrupt this time. "You need bones for that." 

"Yeontan will not eat bones, he's too cute to eat bones-"

"You need bones to tame a wolf, Hyung. That's how it works."

"I'm abandoning my plans and helping Jiminie with the dirt hole then." It was at this moment, Jungkook could just barely suppress his anger- which he soon failed at, too. "You'll die if you dig a hole! You need torches so it isn't dark down there so mobs don't spawn and torches are made with sticks so you have to cut-!"

"I'll go cut the trees." Jungkook turned to Yoongi. "Really?" to his surprise, Yoongi nodded. "But who knows how long Yoongi will take to cut trees? What if he falls asleep trying to cut them!?" Hoseok exclaims, and turning to the 95ers, Jungkook notes that they had already begun digging down. So they did know how to break blocks.

"I'm not that irresponsible," Yoongi mumbles. "I'll help with the wood then," Hoseok huffed, and without another word, Jungkook was left alone. Well… this was certainly going to be an interesting day.

While the 95ers are digging a little bunker that, Jungkook muses, they'd have to live in tonight, the clearly-professional-gamer makes sure everyone is being productive. 

"Jin-hyung, you don't crouch as you jump! Stop pressing shift!" 

"Taehyung keeps hitting me instead of digging the dirt! What do I do!?"

"Hyung, stop bothering Jimin-"

"He keeps jumping in front of me, it isn't my fault!"

"Well let's dig different holes then!"

"Like I ever wanted to dig with you anyway."

Jungkook sighs. He turned to the other side, where Hoseok and Yoongi are getting wood.

"What do you do with saplings?"

"Use them to grow trees, Hoseok, what else would you do, put them in your-"

"Forget the saplings. Just cut down the trees!" The maknae frowns, exhausted already, turning back to the two players incharge of killing sheeps.

"Namjoon-hyung, stop hitting the sheep with a seed, don't you have the sword I passed over to you!?" Namjoon turns to him, the sheep he was chasing after certainly isn't becoming their dinner tonight. Neither is it contributing to crafting beds.

"I think I threw it somewhere in a hole and it looked pretty dark so I got scared."

Deep breath, Jungkook…

Deep breath…

"And the sword which Jin-hyung had?"

"Oh, that, uhm," Namjoon paused. "Well… I took it from him after I lost mine and it may have fallen in the hole too but you need not-"

"OH GOD, WHERE DID THIS PIG COME FROM!? IT'LL EAT ME-"

Jungkook had to think. And fast.

❀⊱┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄⊰❀

The player, GoldenJK cautiously looks around. Torches, beds, food, a crafting table…

They were set for the first night.

"Can I sleep with one of you, I'm scared of the dark-"

"Jimin, there are torches here."

"Jungkook, there are monsters near."

He sighed, reluctantly giving in. "Fine." 

"Can someone turn off the light, I hate to sleep with lights on."

"Can I tape your mouth? I'm trying to sleep here."

"Oooooh, taping mouths now, are we? Maybe next we'll be blindfolding-"

"Yoongi-hyung, don't be mean. Hobi-hyung, go to sleep, it's a game. Jimin-hyung, please stop." 

"I mean, I'm just saying, blindfolding is pretty kinky if you ask me, not that I have ever tried it or-"

Y/N joined the game

"Wait. What?"

"Ah- did Yeontan get his paws on a computer again, such a naughty little-"

"It's not Yeontan, hyung!"

"Who could it be? How did they join our world?" Namjoon frowns. "Maybe it's a hacker?" Seokjin suggests, brows furrowing more and more by the second. "Maybe it's my secret admirer."

"Oh shut up, Jimin-"

[Y/N] : hi

"...I know he loves games but- I didn't know Yeontan could type."

[hail-doodles]

hey so uh, any optimism for a uh... not tragic ending for wandavision is really appreciated thx

HELPPPP DJSJSJSJD WHAT A MOOD

Ok so i don’t have any solid theories for how the plot will end, but here’s some positive things that I think will happen:

- I’m betting that Hex!Vision and White!Vision will merge, so he can actually exist outside the hex.

- JIMMY IS GONNA THROW HANDS WITH HAYWARD (PLEASE MARVEL I BEG OF U)

- Hayward is gonna catch someone’s hands. Homie needs a good one-two punch to the face

- Vision and Wanda softness

- Monica teaming up with Wanda/vision/the kids

- multiverse!!! If you remember in this last ep, Agatha said that she didn’t create Fietro, she was just his “eyes and ears.” So either Fietro is mephisto in disguise or somethin, or he’s Peter and got thrown into Wanda’s reality via multiverse stuff. I’m hoping it’s the latter lol

- I think that Wanda and vision will be alright. I don’t know what’ll happen with the kids (though I’m hoping they’ll be fine), but I don’t think marvel will kill vision off for the third time lol. They’ll have each other😌

I don’t have a ton of theories for the last ep, but I’m hoping it’ll end in a good note. Maybe. Idk.

[schiavonaspada]

Oliver! (1968) Live (re) watch!

i have already seen oliver!, but not in ages, so i decided to watch it again, enjoy

very long post warning

fuckin hell these opening credits are LONG

i love the fact instrumentals of songs in the movie are playing

i have chocolate popcorn, apple lucozade and oliver! on, life is good

yes i know mark lester is oliver ive seen this like 20 times can i watch the film now

OH ABOUT FUCKING TIME

god is love

IS IT WORTH THE WAITING FOR IF WE LIVE TILL 84 ALL WE EVER GET IS GRUELL

i forgot how much of a banger food glorious food is

LOOK AT BABY MARK LESTER 🥺🥺🥺

ads in middle of movie be like

its harry secombe!

AMENNNN

oliver gets bullied the movie

look at this poor kid

MOREE????????

oh yes oliver i love this song

O L I V E R

poor kid

without any bannister yikes

the one who named him........O-L-IV-ERRR

oh were outside now

olivers just been kicked out oh shit

but on the plus side he has a cute ass hat on

BOY FOR SAY AL

look at oliver 🥺 he deserves better

SOWERBERRY MORE LIKE SHITTERBERRY

theres a severe lack of thats your funeral and i shall scream

noah claypole more like noah clayprick

“perhaps... if i had a tall hat?” BABEY

HES GOT HIS TALL HAT ON YES OLIVER

oliver said dab on them haters from your old gaff youre a funeral advisor now and theyre still homeless

DONT INSULT HIS MUM FUCK YOU NOAH

YES OLIVER KILL HIM

yes stuff the nine year old in a coffin and sit on it well done

"OLIVAH ??" "Yes im here: ((("

ITS MEAT!

oliver deserves better man 

im gonna cry and were like 25 minutes in.

ik its not mark singing but whoever it is CAN SING WTF

i want to give him a hug

OH SHIT HES RUNNING AWAY

hes in the lettuce

LONDON YOU MADE IT !

yes oliver trains exist

DODGER!!!

whach you starin at aint ya ever seen a toff

the beak

look at lil jack wild

me more hintimate friends

cockney accent™️

the artful dodga

CONSIDERR YOURSSELF AT HOEME COSNIDER YOURSWLF OEN OF THE FAMILY !!!!!!!!!!

im sorry i love this song

look this scene is awesome, but it would be COMPLETE with charley oh wait he was demoted to extra and everything interesting abt him was given to dodger

he should have gotten the nobody tries to be ladeeda or uppity bit I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL

this cast is BIG

okay i am a Charger Enthusiast but do we all agree there is something oddly homosexual about oliver and dodger in this song

note how dodger is scared of the police FORESHADOWING

ive taken to this SO STRONGITSCLEARWEREGOINGTOGETALONG

how many extras is this ???? yall better be gettin paid

its dodga comin up

this set is sraight out of the book i love it

CHARLEY MATE IM SORRY THEY MADE YOU AN EXTRA 

“oh not again” does dodger just always show up with random workhouse kids 

ah yes fagin the character whos still a negative jewish stereotype

more and more big cast

THESE SAUSAGES ARE MOULDY! (am i going to freak out whenever charley does anything because i love him? yes)

stfu drink your gin

is this a laundry?? no fam 

THE BEST FUCKING SONG IN THIS MUSICAL

IN THIS LIFE ONE THING COUNTS

sorry if i dont add to this until pick a pocket or two is done bc its a straight banger

this song is EVERYTHING 

hard at work lol ok

did he make those himself??? no

couple a wipes

EMBROIDERED THEM??? no

petition for all oliver twist adaptations to refer to charley as master bates like the book and for him to have actual lines and not have his actor switched at least three times

i dont even now who charley is at this point because his actor is switched many a time im just gonna say purple blazer kid is charley

anyway charley bates supremacy

whos bill sikes??? NO

fuck bill all my homies hate bill

rum tum tum is a banger

go bed now

take your hat off in bed dodger

movie fagin has rights

fagin leaving where will he go

BET IS THAT YOU

FUCK OFF BILL NO ONE LIKES YOU 

NANCY NANCY HES HERE !!!!!! bet deserves everything and more ily 💖

NANCYYYY!!!!!!

its a fine life more like its a banger

wheres all of bets lines gone

bet 🤝 charley (being demoted to extras)

its not funny anyore bet.. bet girl please sing youre the best fucking thing about this song

such a happy song about domestic abuse

THERE SHE IS THATS MY GIRL BET I FUCKING LOVE YOU

bullsye rights!

i hate how this movie made fagin more symathetic but he’s still a “greedy jew” stereotype

oliver?????

at this moment fagin knew he fucked up

nancy you deserve better than bill

oh hi dodger forgot you existed

and the rest of you except oliver

ah yes charley “sausages” bates i missed you

THESE FUCKING KIDS THEY ALL LOVE BET AND NANCY MY HEART

im a regular gent i am. no dodger you arent

why is “permit me to assist you across the road” so fucking funny

pov dodgers back on his bullshit so you have to pretend to be a horse and cart for him

not “sir artful” 😭😭😭

anyfink for youu

WHAT FISTICUFFS???!!!

i feel sorry for the child extras man theyve prob had to film this scene like ten times

THESE KIDS CAN SING

 the boys dancing with eachother is too fucking wholesome i love this

again, movie fagin rights

weed riissk lifee and limmbb

you promised we could go see the angin!!!!!

ats on boys time were off

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE SONG

HOW COULD WE LET HOW COULD WE FORGET OUR DEAR OLD FAGIN WORRY!!

mate that aint single file did you not hear him

am i the only one who can hear london bridge is falling down in the back??

our pockets hold a watch of gold that chimes upon the hour!!! a wallet fat an old mans hat!!! the jewels from the tower!!!

WE KNOW THE NOSEY POLICEMEENNNN

dodger and charley (i am SURE charley is purple blazer kid even if havent seen this film in ages) are GETTING INTO THIS

oliver 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

movie fagin rights pt 27238227

DODGER OLIVER COME ON!!!!!!!!! alright dude chill

ARE YALL SEEING THIS SHIT, I WAS RIGHT, I TOLD YOU THAT THE LAD IN THE PURPLE BLAZER WHO SINGS “a wallet fat an old mans hat” WAS CHARLEY BATES AND GUESS WHAT HE FUCKING IS. I WAS RIGHT, PURPLE BLAZER KID IS CHARLEY YOU CAN LEAVE NOW

no dont were only an hour in

three kids on the back of the omnibus what will they do

dodger and charley said be gay do crimes

ah shit now look what youve gotten us into dodger

IT WASNT EVEN OLIVER IT WAS CHARLEY AND DODGER GO AFTER THEM

are dodger and charley straight up framing oliver for a crime they commited while also helping him escape

yes they are why are we surprised 

i hate to break it to you dodger but hiding oliver in a meat sack doesnt work

OLIVERS ON THE ROOF????

charley and dodger got oliver into this mess and they are not going to get him out

WHY DIDNT YOU LOOK AFTER HIM????? right calm down fagin

how could i help it :((((

no bill!

stan nancy

“two other boys stole it” no shit

BROWNLOW !

run bitch run

right intermission time now

AND WE’RE BACK!

entr acte

who will buyyy

strawberry girl is carrying this

oliver owns my heart pt 278983728938728

this is a banger wtf

okay its done now right

right?????

UHH BILL???? DODGER???? BITCH WHY TF ARE YOU HERE

have bill fagin nancy and the boys been stalking oliver???

NO SHE WONT FAGIN!

shit.

fuck bill

this scene is far more sadder when you think of how the boys have just seen the only woman they see as a mother figure been hit to the flo or, im not crying, you are

as long as he needs me :(

FUCK YOU BILL

rose maylie is that you?!

look at lil oliver!!

BILL FUCK OFF

i hate bill

“look at his togs! he’s got books too!” charley and dodger are my emotional support kids

anyway have i mentioned i hate bill, bc i hate bill.

I REALLY REALLY HATE BILL

even fagin aka the guy whos keeping these kids as pickpockets has more morals than bill

WE STAY CALM!!

no bill i havent heard a dying chicken

act one was just childish antics now we have THIS

fuck bill

YOURE TELLING ME THE BOYS WATCHED THAT????

jack wild is a banging actor. he genuinely looks terrified 🥺 

this film.. 

a mans got a heart hasnt he?? yes you do!!!

a full song dedicated to movie fagin rights?? did i ghostwrite this?? probably

banger

ithinkidbetterthinkitoutagain!

villains theives and nine year olds

MR BUMBLE?????!!!!!!!!!!

fuck bill pt72898376728909878199

bill youre traumatising him

cmon nance do something!!

also completely forgot abt this but uh does monks exist in this i forgot bc we have had no mentions of him yet

nancy tell him who bill is!!!

bullseye deserves better

uhm what is going on

bill sikes more like bill yikes

oliver what are you doing

BILL TERRIFIES ME

FUCK

omg oom pah pah????

leave oliver alone bill hes like nine

oh banger

OOM PAH PAH THATS HOW IT GOES!!!!!!!!!

just asking are nancy and bet lesbians bc they look it

COULD IT BE OOM PAH PAHHHHHH

god i love this song

IT SHOOOOOWSSSSSS

its the same oom pah pah

“She was from the country but now shes up a gumtree she let a fella feed her then lead her a long” foreshadowiinnggg

OOM PAH PAH! OOM PAH PAH! OOM PAH PAH!

nancy is so fucking smart

getting the whole pub singing and dancing to smuggle out oliver? clever

fuck

bill.. no.. bill.. bill????

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKC

BILL GET OFF HER

NANCY NO

HE STRAIGHT UP COMMIT MURDER AGAINST THE NICEST CHARACTER

BROWNLOW DO YOU NOT HEAR NOTHING

nancy deserved a better death than to be killed by bill fuck bill

EVEN BULLSEYE HATES YOU BILL

ARE THEY ACCUSING BULLSEYE OF MURDER

FUCK YOU BILL

movie fagin rights + fuck bill combo?

youre telling me fagin had an ESCAPE ROUTE??? AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HOUSE THING??? THE WHOLE TIME???

BILL DONT KILL THE CHILD

BILL

fuck, well. #

“WHAT DO I DO!?” “LIVE UP TO YOUR NAME, DODGE ABOUT”

ten quid says dodgers been caught

oh no all fagins shit is gone

BILL DONT KILL THE CHILD PT 2

FUCK YOU BILL

GOD I HATE HIM

OLIVER MATE ARE YOU OK

never have i been so happy to see a character die

rest in shit bill

hi dodger thought you got caught n went to australia 

god, this film is so fucking good.

reviewing the situation 2.0 goes hard

MOVIE. FAGIN. RIGHTS!

FAGIN YOU CAN BE A GOOD MAN YOU KNOW YOU CAN

DODGER??????????

IM TOTALLY NOT CRYING RN

FAGIN NO DONT TAKE IT

FUCKING PLOTTWIST

IT MADE IT LOOK LIKE FAGIN WAS GONNA GIVE THE WALLET BACK TO DODGER BUT NO

once the villain you’re the villain to the end

i completely forgot abt this scene since i’ve been reading the oliver twist book and in that dodger gets arrested and fagin gets hanged but here they get away?

god this is bittersweet

I THINK WE’D OUGHT TO THINK IT OUT AGAIN!!!!!

thats where the film should have ended, i get olivers the main character but it ending on dodger and fagin walking out into the sunset is such a pleasing ending man

oliver gets his happy ending abt time

YES CONSIDER YOURSELF AND BE BACK SOON (THE BIGGEST BANGERS IN THE FILM) CREDITS SONGS!!

well.. that was a journey and half

[overdramatic-queer-antagonist]

And They Knew

I felt very bad about this fic so, as retribution I wrote a fic twice it’s size that is pure fluff.

"Tim, I want you to know I'm never going anywhere with you again," Jon said, drying his sopping wet hair off. Of course, everyone and their mothers knew that the threat was an empty one. So Tim hardly blinked. "Whatever you say, boss," He said with a smile as he slung his arm around Sasha. "Oh, come on, Tim! I'm the only one who wasn't thrown overboard!" Sasha complained as she tried to escape his grasp. "Exactly! It's really not fair to the rest of us if only one of us is dry, now is it?" "Well, maybe if you weren't so keen on jumping out of kayaks, you wouldn't be wet." "Oh, so it's my fault that my girlfriend is so perfect I couldn't resist giving her affectio- Hey!" At some point, Martin had come up behind the pair with a bucket of water and had, graciously, poured the entire bucket on Tim's head. "You know the rules," Martin said, "no being a simp. You agreed to it, Tim." Affronted, Tim argued, "It's not my fault, I'm in love with a goddess!" Or at least that's what it sounded like he said. The moment he said the word, "love" Martin had placed the, now empty, bucket on his head. Getting a muffled laugh from the now thoroughly bucketed man. Jon had dried his hair as much as he could and was now reading. He looked up and nodded towards Tim, "If you're done being gross-" an offended gasp from the bucket went wholely ignored- "Should we check out that restaurant we saw on the way here?" Sasha shrugged, "I could eat." Jon, Sasha, and Martin walked through the beach to the parking lot wordlessly. This decision was made through ridiculous hand gestures and pointed looks and was entirely to mess with Tim. Who, even as they left the beach, was Still. Wearing. A. Bucket. On. His. Head. This wasn't much of a problem until he got into the driver's seat, still refusing to take the bucket off. "Tim, why are you driving with a bucket on your head?" Sasha asked. "Spite," Tim said, tilting his bucket to make a pointed gesture at Martin. Martin groaned, "Okay, fine! You can take it off-" "Fuck Yeah," A freed Tim exclaimed. "-If you promise not to simp." "Slightly less fuck yeah." His freedom from the bucket is all well and good, but why not just have someone else drive?" Jon asked. "Oh, you sweet summer child," Tim said, clasping a hand to his heart, "Well, since you asked so nicely. Sasha was asleep on the way here and has no idea what we're talking about. I can tell by looking at you that you drive like my Grandpa, and gay people can't drive," Tim finished out the list by gesturing to Martin, who nodded solemnly, "It's true. I'm gay, can confirm." "I drive at a perfectly fine speed, thank you very much," Jon responded. Tim was gesturing wildly at Sasha, shocked that his and Martin's joke went unmentioned. Jon paused to look at the horrified Tim and asked, "What's with that look?" Tim recovered and grinned, "Sorry boss, we're just in shock that you would tell such a bold lie to our faces," he said in a tone that could almost be mistaken as hurt, if not for the snicker at the end. Sasha made a noise of disagreement, "I don't know, Tim. Maybe he speeds like a mad man. All that pent up stress. It's better than when he took it out on Martin."   Jon stared at the ground and nodded, "I am really sorry about that, Martin." Martin gave him a soft smile. "I know you are," he whispered. "Are you two lovebirds gonna get in the car, or do I have to grab the bucket?" Tim yelled from the driver's seat. Honking the car's horn as he did. Jon rolled his eyes but acquiesced. *** The drive didn't take long in the sense of nothing ever takes long on vacation. The twenty-minutes it took was dulled into peacefulness by the knowledge that they were in no rush. Sasha and Tim were arguing about the music, and somehow Jon had suggested they listen to a band he used to be in as a compromise. The car was silent as the first song faded out. Then it exploded into excitement. "Oh, my God! Jon!" Sasha exclaimed, twisting around from the front seat to face him. "That was amazing!" "Hell yeah, it was!" Tim agreed, "Man, boss. Didn't know you could sing!" Jon, for his part, folded in on himself, half preening, half mortified. Martin was grinning at him in silent awe, and that was Not making it any better. Jon bet the others could practically feel the heat radiating off his face as Tim drove them into the parking lot. "Man, we are learning so much about each other today," Tim marveled as he parked. "We should go kayaking more often." Martin looked at him in confusion as he stepped out of the car, "We already knew you were a simp, Tim." "I meant you coming out to Jon but, okay, be like that," Tim scoffed without any actual bite, following Martin onto the asphalt. Jon looked at Tim like he'd grown an extra head as he caught up with the pair, "Martin and I have been dating for six months." Tim looked disbelievingly between the (apparently) couple. "No way! No fucking way! How? Why?" He asked. Sasha patted him lovingly on the back, "I think he's having an aneurysm." "Did you know?" He asked. Sasha shook her head and shrugged, "No. I just don't really care. All this really means is Martin'll get the Simp Bucket too." Martin shook his head at Sasha."Check your preconceptions. Last week, Jon wrote me a love song." Tim doubled over in shock and pointed an accusing finger at Jon, "Who are you, and what have you done with my friend?" he yelled. "No, really! He's quite romantic!" Martin laughed. "And you're sure he hasn't been replaced by some shapeshifter who fucked with all our memories?" "Shapeshifters don't exist, Tim," Sasha said as she placed the Simp Bucket on Jon's head with a decisive thunk. "Even if they did, why would they need to fuck with people's memories? They could just act like their victim," Jon said from the Simp Bucket. "Ahaha!" Tim yelled, getting very into the joke despite having stepped into the restaurant. "They'd keep the memories of one person to psychologically torcher them!" "Wait. Why would a shapeshifter need to gaslight someone?" Martin asked as Sasha went and got them a table. "Because they feed off of fear!" Jon looked at Tim, amused as he removed the bucket from his head. "Okay. I'm not a shapeshifter. I just got therapy. But you should write a book." "Thank you! At least someone appreciates my vision. Even if it is NotJon." *** After a meal that was not as good as they wanted it to be but still alright, the quartet made the decision to head back to their hotel (also pretty not great.) The sun was setting, and everyone else had figured that they were done for the day, everyone except Tim, that is. When Tim and his brother, Danny, were little, their parents used to take them out here, and on the last day, they'd always sleep under the stars. This was their last night, and Tim wasn't about to let that tradition die. He ignored Sasha's confused looks as he packed a hell of a lot of blankets, some flashlights, and booze. "What's up?" She asked. Tim beamed at her and said, "Come with me." as he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of their hotel room. A few seconds later, and Tim was knocking on the door of Martin and Jon's room (Suddenly making a lot more sense why they got a couple's. Wow, they weren't even trying to hide it.) Jon opened the door, blearily, as if he had been sleeping, and gave him a questioning look. "No time to explain, boss man! Just get all the blankets you've got and meet me by my truck," Tim said, excitedly turning around before he was even finished. From behind him, he heard Jon ask, "Why would we have brought our own blankets?" Followed by Martin saying, "I've got a few!" and after a pause that Tim could only imagine being filled by Jon looking at Martin confused, Martin added, "What? Bed bugs." Tim felt like a kid again as he waited in the driver's seat, tapping at the steering wheel, giddily. Sasha kept asking him what they were doing, but Tim wanted it to be a surprise, so he just promised her she'd love it. Eventually, he heard the doors to the backseat close and, after looking back to wave, Tim drove off out of the parking lot. For the car ride, Tim was mostly silent. He didn't want to ruin the surprise, but he couldn't think of anything else to say. Martin and Jon were asked him questions, which Sasha answered for him. After what felt like ages to the excited Tim, they made it to the clearing. It was the exact same clearing his family had used because if he was going to be sappy, he was going all the way. "O-kay. We're in the woods now," Martin said as the truck slowed to a stop. "Why are we in the woods, Tim?" Tim whipped around excitedly, "We're going to sleep here!" There was a pause for a second before Martin replied," You get that that's the kind of thing a serial killer would say before killing us, right?" Tim shrugged and made his out. "I meant like, in the truck bed. That's why we brought all those blankets. My family used to do it when I was a kid." "I don't really think you can fit four people in a truck bed," Jon said. "Then I guess we'll just have to cuddle!" Tim laughed as Jon groaned behind him. They did end up cuddling. They didn't actually need to, but you cuddle your homies, Steven. Through the silence and the stars, Martin had asked, "Tim? How did you find this place?" Tim stiffened and looked away from the others, towards the sky, "Danny found it. When he was ten, he never could stay still." "Danny?" Tim heard Jon's voice say. "Didn't he die." Tim heard a smack and Jon saying ow, and he laughed. "No need for violence. Yeah, he- he did" Tim's composure was quickly wavering, but he felt Sasha's hand on his, so he squeezed it tight and continued. "He was big into urban exploration. One day he went into some tunnel place alone, and he never came out." Tim felt a head lean against his. Not Sasha's. She was on his other side, still holding his hand. Jon bumped his forehead against Tim's cheek and said quietly, "Sorry for asking." But it was fine. They both knew it was good to talk. They sat in silence for the rest of the night. It wasn't oppressive like they had all dealt with far too many times. It was quiet because there didn't have to be noise. They had tomorrow to be loud. Tomorrow was for Jon and Sasha debating the pronunciation of words. For Tim making the same joke until it wasn't funny anymore. For Martin to defend spiders like they were people. For the chaos, they would create to make their boring-ass office job bearable. They didn't Know what tomorrow would bring. Hell, they didn't even know it. But they knew that they could get through it. Like they'd gotten through shitty jobs, and missing brothers, and oppressive silence. The stars didn't know they weren't alone. There was too much space between them to see it. Sometimes people are like that, as well. Too caught up in their worries that they can't see just how loved they are. But you are not ever alone. And in that truck bed, in the dark, the four knew. And they knew what a gift that knowledge was.

[caandlelit]

HATE to that person but do you wanna give up some league in quarantine hcs, maybe with hawks depending on if you hate him rn

oh my fucking god ur asking me for quarantine hcs,,,,,,,, lets take a moment to acknowledge that thats a thing that you just did,,,,

like ill dO IT but like,,, after im done laughing my ass off 2020 is off the shits 

okay so this is like assuming that the league are all chill and vibing and alive at the time of corona alright

no one is in a glass jar pulling a mewtwo yet, no one is in jail with their past being revealed yet, no one is TRYING TO KILL TWICE

its corona time

so there would be absolutely no change in shigaraki’s behavior he already just sits around inside gaming and slash or planning a revolution and both of these are strictly indoor activities 

theyre not even allowed to take mariokart out of his room 

kurogiri forbid it after toga made an attempt on dabi’s life 

so shigaraki finds out theyre in quarantine when he realizes

dabi hasnt disappeared mysteriously and come back looking like someone mauled his neck for a whole week !

naturally he walks blearily out of his room at an ungodly hour bc he got thirsty and sees spinner, twice and toga playing monopoly while dabi sulks on the couch and hes like

‘what the fuck is going on’

kurogiri takes precautions !!!

not in a rich white person way 

more like

hes sanitizing the bar more often

he makes sure the gang has masks for if they feel the need to yolo and venture outside

he makes a dramatic speech 

‘so im sure ur all wondering why ive asked you here’

‘we cant leave kurogiri just get on with it’ - bitchy and tired and emo

hes embarrassed about it but he goes on 

‘please,,,, im begging you all,,,,,,, wash your hands i know some of you think of yourselves as above it but tomura i am begging-’

ok 

look im not calling him out or anything, no tomura hate i think hes very sexy (now... he wasnt at the start)

but does he LOOK like the kind of guy whos always washed his hands after pissing ? nO he looks like the guy who was recently cornered by his friends to under no uncertain terms, ‘wash your hair you can scheme later’

hes had a lot of character growth 

toga is really incredibly disappointed nothing is happening this sucks

sticks up a one of those small whiteboards up on the wall in the bar 

it says in bright red marker ‘⬜ days since quarantine’ 

shes also one of those ‘fearless’ kids,,,, 

shes like ‘no illness can hurt me im not afraid !!!’ 

sneezes once and she sits wondering if she should panic

starts wearing the mask,,,,

jin is kinda like 

just walking around as cool as you please

and compress, whos been freaking and panicking since day one, corners him and hes like ‘why ! arent ! you ! affected !’

‘i wear a mask !!!!!!!!!!! daily!!!!!!!!!! what the fuck could HAPPEN im basically in a hazmat suit im FINE’

compress is like ‘huh. reasonable’

spinner is unafraid he is a lizardman he will be okay

love him

boi got ,,, opinions,,,,,,,,

his take is that the government is either exaggerating because rich people are afraid

or that theyre hiding the full extent of the disease from news media

he doesnt know that its both

dabi is a walking talking freakshow

like okay hes horny and mad and sick and tired of being stuck at league hq 

he walks around with his eyes wide and unseeing and shigaraki is staring to get worried because he’s scaring the newbies

‘dabi what the fuck is wrong with you’

dabi, numbly: if endeavor dies because of coronavirus i’m going to hunt down the root of this virus and kill everyone starting with them

shigaraki exhales and purses his lips

slaps him on the back a few times in vague comfort and moves on

dabi’s also like

again 

‘really horny’

thats his excuse for why hes moping around 

when hes not bitching about endeavor to everyone who’ll listen

but he misses hawks

and he wishes he couldve been at hawks’ place when the quarantine was announced

hes complaining on the sofa to spinner on the first weekend as the rest of the league play risk, which shigaraki is dominating and absolutely demolishing everyone in

when

!!!!!!!! hawks appears !!!!!!!!

hawks at home on the fourth day of self isolation: *texting twice* sos please send teleportation guy ujiko whatshisname i miss u guys lol

twice, not knowing hes gonna kill him: aw okay fuck yeah ! bitch !

hawks at home ‘ahhh twice. what a nice guy. what a good dude. what a real homie’

hawks shows up at the league hq 6 days late with starbucks and tells himself hes using the quarantine as an excuse to get closer to the league but he misses dabi’s face 

appears and falls onto the risk board as dabi is mid sentence going 

‘god what id give to have him appear in my lap’

then everyone is shouting hysterically, shigaraki is pissed bc he was winning, toga is excited bc this is the coolest thing to happen in a week, twice is triumphant bc he organized this, dabi is stILL somehow complaining because ‘i said LAP was that TOO MUCH for the universe’ and hawks beams at the mayhem because he missed them

can u ??? tell im bitter ???? about something?????? 

[fortunamuta]

Pt.3 Devilman Crybaby Post (anime spoilers)

Alright so this is the last post and honestly i forgot to talk about the last episodes 7-10. Can u feel my depression while writing this, bro the sadness is never ending. I have become one with the mf void, and within it there is no self, no thoughts, no emotions just darkness.

Also TW alot of this stuff is extremely gory and dark (lots of horrible deaths that I may talk about, so tread lightly)

Lets just say things took a turn for the......first of all WTAF Homeskillet NOOOOOOOOOOO (if u haven’t read part 1 of this post homeskillet is Taro Makimura) HE ATE HIS FREAKING MOM, AND WHEN I TELL U I GAGGED AND FELT MY EYES TEARING UP. THAT WAS THE MOST TWISTED THING I EVER SAW AND THE DAD FOUND THEM. Basically the mom had taken Taro away from the family when she learned that he was a demon, also i thought he was a devilman but he didn’t win against the demon so he was taken over. But in the scene when he’s slowly eating his mother, and his dad is screaming why pointing a gun at his son, who he now realizes is his son. Taro’s demon begins to tear up making me believe that Taro was conscious but not in control of his actions. And thats when the tears begin to fall, and the dad was screaming and crying at how unfair the world was and how disgusting the sight in front of him was he couldn’t bring himself to shoot. So then the army guys who kill demons came and the dad begged them not to kill his son, but without hesitation they fired on dad and Taro, subsequently killing both. Akira tried to save them but was ultimately too late and ended up atleast grabbing the bodies and burying them.

The next scene in the episode shows Akira crying while on his knees infront of three graves (with crosses) on what looks like a hill. And I wondered if this was alluding to the three crosses who stood on Golgatha’s hill. This definetly marked a turning point for Akira and how he felt about Ryo. Anyway demons from everywhere popped up and tried to kill Akira at the instructions of Psycho Jenny, but then Miko saves him.

OH SCHNAPP I FORGOT TO TELL YALL Miko is a devilman and sis ate MY KING OF SPOKEN WORD and I think she ate her grandmother too. Anyway she really uses her new abilities to her advantage and wants to be better than Miki M. She later confesses that her jealousy and hate was just her inability to come to terms that she loved Miki and looked up to her, she didn’t like being outdone when she was used to being the best. Anyway she saves Akira from the demons trying to kill him. At this same moment Ryo is having a come to jesus moment (more like come to satan moment) he realizes that he is SATAN. I FUCKING KNEW IT. Anyway he goes on air, and stirs chaos by OUTING AKIRA. If i could throw hands and get my grandma to pray the mess outta that fool I would, damn he really didn’t have to do him like that so the whole worlds now knows that humans can become demons, so people begin to openly attack everybody. Anyway that public call out puts a target on Akira. 

Akira and Miki have a moment where shes like even as a devilman he’s still the crybaby she’s always known and love. oh btw Miki now knows her parents are dead and so is her little brother. Let me tell u her screams of anguish THAT SHIT HURTED. Anyway The Spoken Word Squad is now friends with Miki because the main dude gotta crush on her, and THEY ARE SO MF LOYAL THE REAL MVP’S of THE SHOW. (except shorty he really played us) Anyway Akira goes to get answers and confront Ryo and u can see the betrayal on his face he truly still believed Ryo was trying to make the world a better place. Anyway a mob descends on the Makimura household and the Spoken Word Squad says to leave it to them. At this point I am bawling my eyes out, and i’m slowly being pulled apart by the void. Miko takes Miki on her back to try and escape from the mob but those hoes mad angry and for what reason, anyway before this Miki made a twitter post talking about how much she loved Akira i think in the familial since tho, and how even though he is a devilman he is still who he used to be and that the humans are capable of loving them even though they are different. He’s not the enemy they should be focusing on. 

So as u may have guesses SPOKEN WORD SQUAD DIED, eversingle one of them, but not without being the baddest bitches every before going out. Seriously Homeslice with the dread had that crowbar and my boi was swinging and taking hoes out, but homie ended up getting over powered and visciously stabbed to death. The same happen to the dude who was crushing on Miki M basically there were just too many people(those people were the real monsters, giving into raw fear to tear into children like that) 

Anyway Miko and Miki are making there escape and they end up on their old running path, and its really sad. A jeep comes out of nowhere and everybody a motherfucking automated weapons. And they continue shooting at Miko and Miki until they bring them down, Miko urges Miki to run and continue running until she’s safe and to leave her behind. Miki runs and then the show the screen with them as kids running and passing the baton. Miko passes Miki the baton signaling her death, then Miki continues to run with the baton she’s trying to catch up to Akira who in front of her but she can’t seem to and then someone in real life shoots her in the legs, but she keeps moving and finally she’s able to pass the baton to Akira. At this moment (not me tearing up as I write this) she is tackled by some guy who stabs her and she screams out, calling out for Akira. But he never makes it.

Akira goes to this place where humans have crucified other humans and there are throwing stuff at them. Akira comes and shields them, and cries out that if they should kill someone kill him. In the midst of his crying, a voice over of miki’s letter is played. And like in the bible a little child shall lead them, which a little boy goes up to Akira to hug his leg and other kids follow the mob stops throwing stuff and now some adults are coming up to Akira to apologize hugging him and crying and they help the people they had crucified. In the midst of this the demons convince Track Homie to betray Akira even though Akira was helping him. So he impales Akira with his horn thing, in the process trampling many of the humans who had been standing near, causing a panic. Demons come out of nowhere and Akira gets away.

Now Akira has made it back to Miki’s house after a big fight with Ryo promising to defeat the other. He gets there to find the house up in flames and a mob surrounding it all whooping and cheering. He focuses on the mob and almost throws up finding that Miki, Miko and the Spoken Word Squad had all been decapitated and amputated and their limbs where pushed down on spikes which were being lifted and waved around for all to see by the mob. In a fit of rage and sadness at the fact that humans had done this he releases a fiery blaze crisping the humans in the mob. He swiftly leaves and the final strand attaching him to Ryo breaks. In Ryo’s tranformation to satan they now are naked, full breast and genetalia on display with big white wings. Ryo tells Akira that he doesn’t want to fight him, he did all of this so they could be together. But Akira said he has enough spite and anger for both of then and charges, they have a midair battle and the demons back up Ryo, in the end other Devilman come to help Akira lending him limbs so that he may continue fighting sacrificing themselves. 

The fight is long and sad, you can tell immediately that Akira is no match for Ryo. The scene changes to when they were younger as children, playing in the snow and going to hotsprings, exploring and just enjoying each others company. It shows just how pure and adorable Akira was and how Ryo always showed sign of not having any regards for life and believing that the weak deserved to die. Then it changes scenes to the baton passing scene showing the baton being passed from miko to miki then to akira and finally akira trying to pass the baton to Ryo but the baton keeps dropping between then, it happens several time until it drops one last time and the new scene is of the sky. Ryo’s voice is speaking to Akira as he stares at the sky, we see the side profile of Akira and his eyes are open but he’s not responding. 

Ryo continues to speak about them as children, then the screen pans to the sky showing broken planets and the earth around them is destroyed all that remains are broken pieces and the heel they are on. No other signs of life. Ryo asks Akira a question, and believes him to just still be mad at him but then he touches his face and says he’s been so quiet. Finally he cries and he exclaims how he doesn’t understand these feeling and asks Akira what these feelings are. 

Akira finally hands Ryo the baton.

The scene pans to show us Akira missing half of his body and dead. Ryo cries out to Akira pleading with him to say something, then he pleads that Akira not leave him alone. He continues to sob into Akira and plead to not be left alone as the screen moves further away from them, showing the actual destruction caused by their fight which basically destroyed the solar system. 

So yeah, i am one with the void, devoid of emotions, thoughts, and feelings. I belong to the darkness, how tf am i supposed to feel after that. I-i just wanted Akira to be happy, but apparently that was too much to ask. Goddamn THE WHOLE MF SOLAR SYSTEM. I cried so hard my brother was actually worried about me, I had puffy red eyes and couldn’t stop my mf hiccups. and warning i do no cute cry, that shit was really ugly. 

So yeah, I thought it was really good, definitely not for everybody though. Imma need to watch some Ouran Highschool Host Club. Also prayed with my grandma the other day for extra protection. But umm somebody please tell me what the relationship between Akira and Ryo because the end scene got me confused. I think it Ryo realizing his feeling for Akira because he didn’t want him to die and realized Akira had always been there for him. So this was def a wild ride, Miki was honeslty a pretty solid person except when she was modeling for that creepy dude. And then sis went to his house and asked for a shower, I was like sis are u DumbDDumbDDDDumb, luckily Akira was there because Ryo out here killing grandmas and was ready to kill Miki back then too. 

Also FLY HIGH SPOKEN WORD SQUAD and MY KING OF SPOKEN WORD.

and Taro really was bestboi led astray.

My pain level is astronomical might as well be numb. 10/10 probably won’t watch again unless I need a good cry and psychological trauma. But it was really good all in all.

[splat-dragon]

“We can spend another week at the ranch.”

 Naturally, Homer nearly overturned their car but, as it always seemed to be, it was a nearly, and they raced back to the ranch which, really, they weren’t too sure how welcome they’d be at.

They drove, and they drove, and they drove. The car was filled with mindless chatter - Bart was excited to see Clara again, Marge was looking forward to swapping recipes with Cookie, Lisa was nervous to see Luke after nearly getting his sister killed, and Homer wanted to try his luck with the beavers again.

 But… they hadn’t driven this far, had they? They’d only been an hour gone from the ranch, if that, and was it really 6:47? They’d left from the ranch at 4:21…

 “Homer?” Marge’s eyes went to the clock on the dashboard, eyes going wide when she noticed the time, “I think you missed a turn…”

 Homer looked around, clenching his fingers on the wheel - where had the fences gone? “Nonsense Marge! I’m taking the scenic route!”

 “Dad?” Lisa looked around - were those pronghorn? but they were there and gone before she could say anything, skittering away in alarm - “I think we’re lost…”

 “I’m hungry,” Bart whined, holding his stomach.

 and then it was 7:14, and where had the time gone? They didn’t remember saying anything, didn’t remember the grass turning to trees, but suddenly Homer had to slam on the brake to keep from crashing into the biggest fucking deer he’d ever seen (“ELK!” Lisa screamed), the car swerving from side to side before crashing into a massive tree.

“Is everyone okay?” Marge twisted to look at her kids as Maggie began to wail, Bart and Lisa wide-eyed and holding their arms out in front of her to keep her from being thrown even as they said “I’m okay mom!” at the same time.

 Homer groaned from where his face had been smashed into the wheel, sitting back and rubbing at his nose. “‘m hurt, I’m very hurt!” Marge leaned over and rubbed his nose, the man groaning and whining and generally making a fuss over himself,

 “Oh, it’s just a bloody nose Homie, it’ll be fine.”

They piled out of the car, Marge swaying and cooing over Maggie until she stopped bawling, though still she whimpered and sniffled, wiping at her tears and snotty nose with her dress.

 The car looked totaled - the front was crumpled clear to the dashboard, and it looked a miracle that Marge and Homer hadn’t been grievously hurt. It smoked, and so they hurried to unload their things from it, setting them in a heap off on the other side of the road just in case.

 “Dad… what’re we gonna do?” Lisa whimpered - they were out in the middle of nowhere, thoroughly lost, surrounded by trees to the point that they couldn’t tell where the sun was coming from, no idea which way to walk, their car near to bursting into flames, and it was close to nightfall.

 “It’s okay Leese,” Bart patted her shoulder, “The wolves’ll eat you before you can starve!”

 “Bart!”

 “What?” he grinned, “it’s true!” but then he saw the tears starting to well up in Lisa’s eyes and sighed, grabbing her hand. And if it settled him some… well, no one needed to know. “Hey Leese… you’re gonna outlive all of us, you can eat the grass and the leaves.”

 Despite herself, she giggled, reaching up to rub her eyes.

“Alright kids,” Marge got their attention, holding up some blankets that she’d dug out from their luggage, “we’re going to be spending the night out here it seems, so let’s make the best of it! We’re going to be having a camp out!”

 Homer, naturally, was trying (and, of course, failing) to make a campfire.

 The kids grabbed a blanket apiece and curled up around the sticks that had yet to so much as spark or smoke, shivering already and dreading the night’s cold that hadn’t yet even set in. And then—

 —Lisa gasped.

 “Lisa? What’s wrong?” Marge’s grip tightened on Maggie, the baby’s arms flailing, and she looked around frantically.

 “The trees! If Bart climbs the trees he could see where we need to go!” and Marge shook her head,

 “Absolutely not! He’ll break his neck!” before looking at Homer, “Homer, I’ll set the fire, you climb the tree!”

Homer twisted his ankle falling out of the tree, and Bart scarpered up without a problem. “Oh be careful!” Marge called up, while Lisa yelled after him “What do you see?”

 “Trees!” he yelled down, clinging to the trembling tree, “trees, trees, more trees… and trees! Oh, and a cliff!”

 As one, aside from Bart, the family sighed. “Alright Bart, come down - carefully!” before

 “Wait, I see someone! There’s a road that way!” he pointed a bit of a distance off and began to scurry down the tree, jumping down into Homer’s arms and then they were running, hurrying to catch the person, and they barely made it.

It could barely be called a road; then again, the one they’d been on before had been exactly the same. It was dirt, more dust than that, heavily overgrown aside from two ruts dug into the ground. And it wasn’t just a person either - not some person walking down the path, and not someone driving, either.

 They thought they must, surely, have wandered back to the Lazy-I-Ranch, or something similar. Because why else would a woman be driving a pair of horses (and an odd pair at that!) to pull a wagon? And she looked the part, too, denim pants and vest and a cowboy sort of hat.

 “HEY!”

 “Wait!”

 “Hello!”

 “STOP!”

 Maggie whimpered.

 Homer found himself staring down the barrel of a gun, and they all froze. The woman stared from Homer, to Marge, then to Maggie to Lisa to Bart, wolf-green eyes hard, “What.”

 Homer whimpered, and proceeded to piss his pants.

 “Please, we don’t want no trouble.” Marge brought her free hand up appeasingly, and the kids followed her example, Homer doing the same after a long moment, “We’re lost… my husband crashed our car, can you help us?”

 For a long moment, the woman didn’t say anything. Until finally she looked again at the kids, lowering the gun though still she kept it in her lap, “Where to?”

 “The Lazy-I-Ranch, we were there a few hours ago and we were going to go back, but we must have taken a wrong turn.”

 The woman frowned, tilted her head like a confused dog, “Never heard of it ma’am.” she sounded oddly suspicious, hand tightening on the gun.

 “What?” Bart blurted out, while Lisa came out with, “But we were just there!”

 The woman’s eyes darted to them, “I know this area like the back of my hand, and there ain’t never been a ‘Lazy-I-Ranch.’ I don’t know what trick you’re pullin’, but I don’t appreciate it.”

 Homer whimpered.

 Marge rushed to soothe the woman’s raised hackles, “We’re not trying to pull any tricks. Please, if you know the area, can you take us to the nearest town? Our luggage is just back here.” she took a deep breath, a moment to hitch Maggie up higher on her hip, “Please, I just want to get a roof over their heads for the night.”

 The woman looked them over - her eyes lingered on Homer’s piss-stain, on Maggie’s tear-tracks and the redness of Lisa and Bart’s eyes, before finally she nodded. She swung down from the wagon, boots thudding in the dirt, and walked around to grab the harness of the rightmost horse, a bulky, fat, grey beast, and began to pick her way through the brush, leading them carefully to keep the wagon from catching on the plants and stones.

Their car was gone.

 Their car was gone.

 Their luggage, thank god, was still where they’d left it, but their car, their one ton car, was gone.

 The woman didn’t react other than to raise an eyebrow at the crumpled tree, looking around for the crashed car, as they gaped at where it should have been. But she didn’t say a word, instead led the horses a bit down the road in the direction they’d been going so they wouldn’t have to carry the luggage far, and—

 —“Oh my god!”

 They spun around, the woman with a snarl on her lips and the gun half-drawn, only to stare at Lisa in confusion (the Simpsons in frustrated understanding) as she covered her mouth in disgust, finding herself face to face with the glazed-over eyes of a puma. Looking at the cart closely for the first time, she found it was layered in pelts, the puma’s carcass thrown in it half-hazardly. Marge looked at the woman and then Lisa, hissing “Lisa!” and Lisa knew better - it disgusted her, the casual disregard of life horrified her, but they needed this woman’s favor and so she said, “I just… wasn’t expecting that. Sorry.” and the woman nodded, stooping down to grab one of their suitcases and pitching it into the back of the wagon.

Some half an hour later, and they were done packing the wagon. The woman sighed, taking another look around before setting the gun on the ground, leaning it against the cart and taking a moment to stretch, before tugging free a pelt and tossing it so it sprawled across the front seat of the wagon. They’d tried starting up a few conversations with her but she’d not done much to carry them so finally they’d ended up working in silence.

 “Up you get,” the woman grunted, stooping down and cupping her hands to boost first Lisa, then Bart into the back, Lisa hurrying to clamber onto one of the suitcases, trying her best not to touch any of the furs, while Bart sat cross legged on what he was pretty sure was a wolf pelt (‘cool!’) , before helping Marge up as well, grabbing Homer by the elbow before he could follow, wrinkling her nose at the acrid smell of urine on him. “In the front seat.”

 She stretched the pelt across the seat before boosting him up with a strained grunt, walking around and grabbing her gun on the way, stopping to scratch the leftmost horse, a mouse-colored beast of the same breed as the other, before swinging up easy-as-that and clicking her tongue, the horses beginning to trot down the road.

After a few minutes, Lisa spoke up, “Miss?” and waited for the woman to grunt an acknowledgement, “Where are you taking us to?”

 “Valentine,” the woman said, guiding the horses to take a left at a fork in the road, “It’s about an hour’s ride from here.”

[macbookpro-hard-drive]

control [jeremy h. x squipped!reader] pt.7

wow it took 30 years didnt it. i did it, fuckers. please give me attention-

anyway, heres the final part :) do i know how to proofread? no. thats it thats all i was gonna say, i just dont know how to proofread.

warnings: uhhh none i dont think

                                                            -

              In the middle of August, the Ninja Sex Party dropped their newest album “Cool Patrol” and the two of you were in love. You were in Jeremy’s room, lying on his bed beside him sharing headphones as the album played, and it all felt so teenage rom-com that Jeremy was half-distracted the entire time by you and lost different lyrics because of that. “Orgy for One” played and you nudged Jeremy before mouthing “you” to him with a playful look in your eyes and a smile that set his heart racing. He laughed, and nudged you back just as playful before the beginning to “Danny Don’t You Know” brought the two of you back into reality. He was emotional, and so were you, and there was something about sharing an emotion with someone that was intimate enough to make his heart skip a beat. 

             Your phone buzzed after a while, and you sat up, pulling an earbud out. “Fuck, Jeremy-” You stood up quickly, scrambling to get your things together, “-my cousins were coming over to do that picture thing since we didn’t get a chance before - I gotta go, alright? I’ll text you in a bit.”

             He wouldn’t remember what he said to you, or the dumb joke you made as you were leaving his room. He would remember how the minute you left, he added “Heart Boner” onto your playlist with a devious little smile as if he were getting away with something. Just a little joke between friends. After all - you had that little moment together, how could he not not? 

                                                            -

             An hour after you left, Michael showed up with a plastic bag filled with Chinese takeout for three - eyes widening when he saw your absence. His smile fell as he looked towards the bag in his hand, frowning slightly as he began to delve into his thoughts. For what felt like minutes, the two boys just sat there in silence as Michael finally untied the bag to pass his friend his portion of their meal, frustration evident in the way he furrowed his brow and refused to look him in the eye.

             “They had a family thing,” Jeremy said. “Didn’t [y/n] text you?”

             “No,” Michael said, “they did not. I said I was coming with food and-”

             “It’s tradition,” Jeremy countered. “Y’know? It’s that little... sign-picture-thing. Some sort of family tradition their parents started when they were little.”

             Michael rolled his eyes at the sappy expression crossing his best friend’s face as he placed what had been your meal on the dresser, before collapsing back onto his bed - tilting his head back to maintain eye contact. “That’s cute and all, but what do I do with their orange chicken?”

             He shrugged, turning back to his computer to close out Spotify. “I dunno - we can go by their house later and see if they want it.”

             He heard his comforter shift and assumed that Michael rolled over onto his stomach. “But I have egg rolls for them,” he whined, voice muffled slightly by what Jeremy could only guess was Michael laying his face in his hands.

             A quick booting down of his computer. He shrugged again, chewing the inside of his cheek. “Just don’t eat them?”

             The moment of silence could have killed a man. “Jeremiah.”

             He spun to face him. “Michael.”

             They maintained eye contact for a moment, before Michael shifted so that he was now sitting up - pulling the plastic bag closer to him. “So did you two fuck yet?”

             A thousand broken words slipped past his lips as Jeremy struggled to say something - a question, a swear, something that didn’t make him look stupid. “Why would you ask that!?” he tried to ignore the way his voice raised an octave.

             Meanwhile, Michael seemed to have no problem with disregarding his panic. “So you haven’t.”

             “Uh. No? We’re just friends?”

             “You sure?” Michael asked, not even giving him the chance to answer as he looked away. “I don’t know, dude, you’ve been pining for a fuckin’ while now. Why don’t you just ask them out?”

             “I don’t like-” he paused, before shaking his head. If Michael knew, then he knew - there really wasn’t any point in denying it any further. “I don’t know, I like Christine still-”

             “You can like more than one person at a time, Jeremiah.”

             “I know, but...” “I don’t even know if they like me still.”

             “Dude. Bro. Homie. Broseidon. Buddy. They wanna fuck.”

             “Michael!” 

             “They’re at least interested in you,” he said with a mere shrug of indifference, “do you just not see how they look at you?”

             “I don’t-” Jeremy started, and then he stopped, the words he wanted to say sticky and catching in his throat like honey. “I don’t think-” He paused, shutting his eyes, “Michael, I don’t know why they’d still be into me. Like... they did the whole...” He tapped at his temple, “thing because of me.” He hesitated. That wasn’t entirely true, was it? “Or... they did it slightly because of me. I just - I don’t think they’d, uh, y’know... want anything to do with me like that.” 

             There was understanding in Michael’s eyes, lit up before he looked away to the carton in his hand. He dug through it with chopsticks, letting out a sigh, “Dude, I get that, but... they like you, dumbass.”

             Jeremy laughed it off. “Yeah, sure.”

             “I mean it!” Michael countered, before dropping the topic, “I’m gonna eat your food if you don’t.”

             “What-” Jeremy popped open his order, “fine, okay - but this conversation isn’t over, Michael.” 

             “Mhm. You’ll accept it later.”

             “That’s not what I meant!”

             “You really suck at hiding your feelings, y’know?”

             “Michael!”

                                                            -

             Two weeks later, and Jeremy wasn’t sure how to feel. 

             There were strings of these little... moments between the two of you. He realized how much time he was spending over at your house after Michael teased him over it, how often the two of you studied together and how flustered he’d get when you were close to him, how many times he found himself grabbing your favorite candy from gas stations just to make you smile. One Sunday night, he was sitting at the end of your bed with a pillow hugged to his chest, spending another night at your house while Michael was off spending time with his family (not that Jeremy wouldn’t have been there otherwise - he stayed over every now and then just because he wanted to. Movie nights were good. Dinner was good. Being around you was good). You sat at your desk, legs crossed awkwardly in your chair in a position that looked uncomfortable to him but you showed no signs of discomfort as you continued to draw. The two of you had been talking, and Jeremy had just sat there fascinated with watching you draw after years of not recognizing your progress.

             A question hit the air, heavy and loaded. “Would you have taken it?” You didn’t move to face him, the soft sound of your tablet pen tapping back against the surface as you scroll out and fumble giving away any nerves. “The... the SQUIP,” you went to clarify.

             But he understood, and he spoke quick: “no.” He shifted slightly, holding the pillow closer to himself, “not after what it did to you.”

             “But if you hadn’t known,” you said, pausing for a moment to gather your thoughts, “if... if it had been you, would you have done it?”

             “I mean... I don’t think-”

             “You can say yes, Jeremy,” you finally looked back at him. “I’m not gonna be mad or anything.”

             His shoulders slumped slightly, a bit relieved of the thought. “Okay, then... yeah. I mean, yeah - who wouldn’t?”

             You turned back to your work. “Yeah. Yeah, right? It sounds good. Like... you have a pill that’ll solve everything and tell you the right moves to make... who wouldn’t want that?”

             That’s when Jeremy realized you’d been doubting yourself. Blaming yourself for saying yes. “I think a lot of people would have taken it.” 

             “Yeah... I think so, too.” You stopped drawing after a moment, turning around fully to face him, “can I confess something?”

             He nodded slowly. “Oh. Uh. Yeah, sure?”

             “I don’t keep the Mountain Dew Red because I’m scared it’ll come back and destroy everything and leave me fucked,” you said in a rush of words, shutting your eyes for a moment. “Sorry. I just needed to get it off my chest but... I think it’s better this way.”

             “Hey, no,” Jeremy reached out, fingers brushing over your shoulder. “Michael and I would find more.” 

             You fumbled with your pen, it falling to the floor as you swore softly under your breath. Jeremy reached for it just as you did, foreheads clashing in cliche fashion as you immediately push back. A moment later, he offered your tablet pen back to you.

             He spoke after you took it. “Hey, uh, c’mere for a minute.”

             So you dropped your pen onto your desk and pulled your chair over to the bed. Uncharacteristically calm and soft, he took one of your hands in a motion less Jeremy and more... you... you weren’t sure. It wasn’t entirely Jeremy, that much was confirmed.

             “There was this stuff that mom used to way when I was a kid,” he said quietly, dragging his thumb over your knuckles. “It was this whole...thing about how the ‘loudest voice has to be yours’ when you’re doubting yourself and shit - I don’t know, it just kinda stuck with me and... I’m glad I’ve gotten to know you, because you’re... different? Like - you keep going, and, uh, you’re a big nerd who laughs at my stupid jokes and... I’m glad you’re you, I guess?” 

             You cracked a small smile as you pulled back from him. Before he can question whether he crossed a line, you answer, “I’m saving this. I can’t focus on art with your sappy ass saying shit like that.” You stood, tucking your chair under your desk as you sat on your bed. “Fuckin’ sweet dork,” you mumbled as you pulled Jeremy into a hug.

             He stiffened up for a moment, only to wrap his arms around you after a moment. He smiled into your shoulder, saying a muffled “Shut up” into it as you giggled.

             You pulled away with a smile. “Why don’t you make me, Jeremy?”

             One of his biggest regrets was not asking to kiss you right then and there.

                                                           -

            Days later, you were in his room for once, sitting on his bed beside him. You were tired, far more than he was, looking at math problems that were blurry to you as you stifled back another yawn. Jeremy had stretched out, awkwardly leaning against his headboard as he tried to stay away until you finally resigned for the night - shutting your notebook and tossing it towards your backpack with a noisy clamor. You leaned against him, mumbling words long forgotten into his shoulder - likely about hating numbers - only to whine when he sat forward a moment later. Soon enough, he returned to be your pillow once more, laughing softly as you curled into his side contently and making some joke about how you only wanted him around for this reason.

            “Nope,” you had hummed, “too bony. Bad pillow.” 

            He snorted a little, reaching up to tuck back a strand of hair out of place. “You seem happy.”

            “I am,” you hummed. “Since it’s you.”

            He reached up, gently tugging you closer to him in order to worm an arm around you. “You’re tired.”

            “Mhm.”

            “Sorry I kept you up.”

            “That’s okay,” you mumbled into his shoulder, shifting slightly to be closer to him. “Math is stupid.”

            “It’s not stupid,” he countered, “you just aren’t good at it.”

            “Thus making it stupid, Jeremiah.”

            Eventually, you went quiet. At first, Jeremy thought you’d fallen asleep, but you sat forward slightly, looking up at him and it was almost like there had been magnetism between you. You had leaned forward, and he gently reached up to guide your face to his, and the two of you kissed for a soft, quiet moment. Soon enough, you had drawn away and cuddled back up to him. He wasn’t sure if he fell asleep first, but he remembered how warm you felt against him and he remembered feeling nothing but warmth in his chest as he eventually dozed off.

            There were a few things that hit Jeremy when he woke up. The pain in his back from falling asleep half-sitting against the headboard of his bed, the weight on him that confused him for a moment for a millisecond before he felt your hot breath tickling his skin, face buried in his neck. Then the memory of the night before - of a clumsy kiss he’d been craving for so long, and the way you kissed back and maybe that was his imagination? He wasn’t sure, but the thought was enough to nearly make him jolt - but you were enough to keep him as still as he could be. He looked at how peaceful you looked, and he felt his heart swell at just how warm you were against him and the memory of your lips haunted him as he felt his skin grow hotter. If remembering kissing you was enough to make him completely flustered, anything more would probably kill him.

            Eventually, you woke up, groggy and sleep-ridden still at first as you sat forward and rubbed at your face. “Jeremy, I hate to break it to you-” You paused, yawning, “-but you aren’t a great pillow.”

            He chuckled at that, sitting forward. “Hey, uh... sorry to, uh, ask, but, uh, do... do you remember anything about last night...?”

            You stared at him, uncertain at first before you thought back on what had happened. You threw your notebook at your bag. And then... It came back to you, striking you hard and fast. “Oh.”

            “I- I’m sorry,” he stammered, “I just - I was tired and I wasn’t thinking and I shouldn’t have...” 

            And he slowly trailed off when he saw the way you were looking at him, voice caught in his throat as your gaze flickered from his eyes to his lips and then back. He heard you whisper something - “fuck it,” he was pretty sure - before you started going in for another kiss - and he leaned forward to meet you halfway, a hand sliding into your hair as you grow closer to him. The night before had been gentle, sleep-ridden and warm - and now the two of you are awake and clumsy and so wonderfully alive during this messy kiss. His teeth had clashed against yours, your forehead bumped against his, but you correct. A little less force, a little more gentleness, a changing of an angle - the tiny ways to make things better and less awkward.

            In a bold move you definitely didn’t expect, Jeremy’s hand falls to your hips, pulling you closer to him by your belt loops (a cruel reminder that you were asleep in jeans). His kisses grew slightly more frantic, more hungry, more needy - the tiniest little whimper slipping past his lips once you finally pull yourself back, breathing softly as you stared at him. His hand slipped back to your jaw, thumb grazing your jawline slowly and gentle.

            “Jeremy?” you whispered, staring at him, “wait, you-”

            “I... I know we were gonna try to be friends, but... I think I like you.”

            You stared at him, flustered as he tore his gaze away from yours - a pretty rosy hue decorating his skin, blotchy and creeping up his neck to the tips of his ears. 

            “I, uh, I mean, I didn’t... I never planned on, uh... I just - I don’t - I, uh, I think you’re... a big nerd. You... you laugh with me and you, uh, you care about things - and you... you remember things about me - and, uh, other people do but... you’re just... you’re different.” He trailed a thumb across your skin. “You... feel like home. Even, uh, even if this... doesn’t really go anywhere, I - I’m glad that I know you and- I understand if you don’t, uh, don’t actually want this to go anywhere but-”

            And you laughed. At first his stomach dropped, anxiety taking over as he grew nervous over the thought of you rejecting him - but something about the way you laughed made his heart flutter, one hand steadying yourself on his shoulder while the other hid your face.

            “I... I don’t really know how to explain it better, but... can I, uh, can I kiss you again?”

            And you laughed again, reaching up to brush back hair from his face. “Yes, Jeremy. You can kiss me again.”

[oscars-wifeyyy]

Mother Hen Chapter One

Prologue

Monse was away at writing camp and Cesar was about to leave his house to go to Lilo’s so they could cook and eat together, but a familiar red Impala stopped in front of the house. Cesar stopped and saw his brother and his usual Santos members get out of the car and proceed to walk up to him.

“‘Sup, hermanito. How you been?” Oscar smirked.

“umm...I’ve been good,” Cesar sighed.

Lilo was waiting a while for Cesar to come to her place so she went to her porch to see Oscar and his homies in front of Cesar. She walked up to the gang and wrapped an arm around Cesar, facing Oscar.

“Hey, Spooky. Cesar and I need to do some cooking and eating so we’ll catch you later,” they started to walk off to her place, but she caught sight of the blunt behind Oscar’s ear, “can I have that blunt, cutie?” she couldn’t deny that Oscar had gotten hotter in prison.

Oscar scoffed, “Nah, mami. You‘re gonna leave my brother here and cook by yourself. Got it? You also not getting my blunt, princesa,”

“Well, homie, Cesar and I promised each other and I ain’t letting him break a promise. He’ll be back tonight,” Lilo pulled Cesar to her house.

Cesar and Lilo decided to make some chicken enchiladas so they gathered the right ingredients so they could make it. The two were laughing and playing some music in the background and put the enchiladas into the oven before they went to the living room to watch some Netflix. After an hour, they decided to take the food out of the oven and eat while they watched the comedy that they were watching. It was a day well spent between two best friends that needed each other and had a different bond than the others.

Cesar walked back to his house with Lilo because she wanted to smoke weed and she knew Sad Eyes. Oscar caught the sight of the two and lifted an eyebrow, wondering why they were being joined at the hip, but then saw Lilo leave Cesar, who was walking up to him, to go to Sad Eyes who rolled his eyes at her question before handing her the last blunt he had. She smiled and gave him a hug, sitting next to him so they could pass the blunt back and forth.

“Hey, Hermano. Sorry for leaving like that earlier,” Cesar looked at his feet.

“It’s all good, hermanito. I saw Monse earlier and damn she was looking like a fine ass hyna,” Oscar smirked, hoping for Cesar to claim her and admit he got feelings.

Lilo heard him though so she quickly got one more hit before walking up to Oscar and punching him, “Monse is way too young, stupid. Cesar is also in love with her, asshole,”

Cesar cut in, “I hit it with Monse. She is mine,”

Lilo turned real quick to Cesar to slap him in the face, “You, Diaz brothers, are stupid. Spooky, you also deserve that punch I gave you. I hope you really like that bruised cheek,”

Lilo walked down the steps and to Sad Eyes to take his blunt then went back to her place, ignoring Oscar’s calling to her. A hand grabbed her and jerked her around so she turned and saw Oscar.

“Never hit me in front of my friends, puta,” Oscar growled.

“I. Am. Not. A. Puta,” Lilo pulled her arm from his grip, “Don’t,” she walked inside her place.

A voice sounded from behind Oscar, “What do you want, jefe? Want us to get the cholas on her?”

“Nah,” Oscar chuckled, “she’s a challenge and I am gonna get her, manos,”

Cheers erupted from all the cholos, but Cesar quickly walked into Lilo’s place to explain it to her. Oscar looked at him quizzically, wondering why he keeps on going back to her even though he is in love with that one annoying girl. He wasn’t gonna lie because he thought Lilo was hot and feisty which he felt weak in the knees for because she had a head-on her shoulders as well as being able to stand up for herself. The jefe could see that she was tough and he kind of loved that.

Cesar burst into the house and stared at Lilo who was sighing and running a hand through her hair, “hey. Sorry about Monse even when I knew that Oscar was kidding. I know you like him too, ever since you were a freshman and he was a senior,”

Lilo looked up, “it’s stupid to like him and I know he just wants me to hook up with him. It just hurts, but whatever. What are you gonna tell Jamal and Ruby?” she quickly changed the subject.

“Oh, shit,” Cesar groaned and put a hand on his forehead, “they’re gonna kill me,”

Lilo laughed, “c’mon. Go home and sleep. I’ll try to deal with them as well as tell them. I almost forgot…” Lilo grabbed a present from a shelf, “welcome to high school, punk,”

“Thanks, ma,” Cesar kissed her cheek before leaving to go back to his place.

Oscar was by his car about to leave to go get food, but he saw Cesar leave Lilo’s place with something so he called him over to get food with him and the crew. Cesar was reluctant but left anyway because he was still hungry even after the enchilada. During the car ride, Cesar unwrapped the long present to see a sketchpad and a sticky note that said ‘make some buildings, papito x’. Oscar looked at it as he was driving and felt a sense of relief when he saw ‘papito’ on the note which meant that they weren’t hooking up or have a sexual relationship. They went to a McDonald’s because everyone was in the mood for some fast food so they ordered their burgers and fries.

A week passed and Lilo was unsuccessful to convince Jamal and Ruby that Cesar was trying to protect Monse, but they wouldn’t hear it and insisted that Cesar was doing it for his own selfish reasons. Another week later, Monse was back and walking through the hood with a huge smile on her face because her braces were gone, but it dropped when old men started catcalling her. She crossed her arms, but it made it worse until her need to cover up was distracted by yelling from a guy that sounded familiar and she saw her best friend’s older brother standing outside a house yelling at it, which she figured that it was for his ex-girlfriend.

“Maybe she’s not home,” she called out.

“Oh, Monse…” his eyes trailed down to her chest, “you’ve grown. I need to ask you a favor. Watch over Ruby for me, I don’t know what he’s gonna do when I’m gone,”

“Alright, Mario. Good luck at Cal,” Monse continued her journey to Ruby’s place.

She walked inside without knocking and straight to Ruby’s room because she heard the boys’ familiar voices. The curly-haired girl stood by the doorway and smiled at the sight of her friends, but frowned when none of them had given a big deal about her return.

“Hey, guys. Don’t make such a big fuss, it’s not like I’ve been gone the whole summer,” Monse rolled her eyes.

“Oh, Monse! How have you been? I have missed my fellow little curly-haired girl!” Lilo jumped up and hugged Monse.

“Yeah, yeah. Welcome back,” Jamal said.

“Notice anything different?” Monse smiled really big to show her newly brace-free teeth.

“You got boobs,”

“You guys are dumb. She got her braces off,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “cochinos,” she whispered.

“Monse, help us with this table,” Ruby grunted.

“Just wait for Cesar to come,” Monse shrugged which caused Lilo to laugh.

“Then we’re gonna wait for a long time,” Jamal emphasized.

“Yeah. Cesar ain’t shit. We ain’t cool,” Ruby sneered.

“I’m not cool with being not cool. What did he do that was so bad? I’m pretty sure he would have a pretty good reason,” Monse reasoned.

“Alright, let’s go to school for orientation. The long lines are killer,” Jamal changed the subject.

“Yeah. I don’t want to be too sweaty because Mario said the first impression is important,” Ruby straightened out his button-up.

The four walked out and started their journey to Freeridge High School, even though Lilo didn’t have to go instead she decided to just go with the freshmen like she was their mom. She also didn’t have anything else to do so she was gonna tag along. Monse was still trying to get out information from Ruby and Jamal, but they kept quiet or just changed the subject until Jasmine came around after Ruby ditched his colors when they arrived at the Prophets territory. They passed the 19th street to see someone getting jumped and Jamal changed the subject from Monse finding out to where he would rather get jumped.

After a while, Jamal spilled half of the beans by telling Monse that Cesar said something which frustrated Ruby. Lilo was just listening to them because it was their problem even though she did try to get them to see past the thing he did. A text came to Lilo’s phone so she checked it to see it was Cesar telling her to watch out because they were about to be next to them. Monse caught the red Impala and continued to talk to Jamal who decided to challenge her.

“Fine then, do it,” Jamal crossed his arms.

Monse walked in front of the Impala, causing it to jerk to a stop and the driver to yell at Monse, “Yo, are you crazy?!,” Monse disregarded the comment then walked to the driver’s side with Lilo. The two leaned down, but Lilo rested her hand on the door.

“Lookin’ like some fine ass hynas,” Oscar smirked.

“An underage hyna,” Monse snapped.

“Not to some,” Oscar lifted an eyebrow, “and Lilo ain’t underaged,” Oscar sent a wink.

“Oh shut up, Oscar. Don’t you got a ruca?” Lilo leaned on her forearms to see Sad Eyes in the back, “Wassup, Sad Ojos,” Lilo laughed.

“Callate, Stitch,” Sad Eyes chuckled.

“Alright. Get outta here, estupidos,” Lilo stood up, “Cesar, meet up at my place after. I’m gonna treat you to your favorite dish,”

Cesar snapped his head toward the girl that was like his sister and mother, “Loco Mocos?”

“You know it, papito,” Lilo winked.

Cesar's fist-pumped the air, “Yes! Thank you, ma! Usual time? Can Spooky come?”

“Usual time. Fine, he can come,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “then can I get a ride? I need to go grocery shopping,”

Oscar smirked from the driver’s seat, “Kiss on the cheek then you can catch a ride,”

Lilo groaned and kissed his cheek then motioned for Cesar to get in the back which he complied. She got in the car then turned to the three kids that were surprised by the interaction between Lilo and Oscar, “movie night at my place too! Come at 9:30 pm and snacks and drinks will be available like always,”

The three changed from shock to excited as they nodded and proceeded their journey without her with an extra skip in their step. The cholos in the car were confused about the invites to Cesar and the others so they turned to Lilo in question as they started driving.

“Cesar and I have dinner together almost every night and occasionally have a movie night with the gang with snacks and things. Y’all wanna come?” Lilo explained.

“Nah, I can’t,” Sad Eyes said, “My ruca wants me to take her out,”

“I’m down to spend some time with your sexy ass,” Oscar winked.

The older people dropped Cesar off at school before speeding away to the nearest store even though Lilo protested to go on her own. They walked into the grocery store and Lilo walked to get ground beef with eggs, milk, and a bunch of snacks, energy drinks, iced coffee, and drinks. Sad Eyes was able to put a snack and drink for himself into the cart that Lilo didn’t protest and was gonna buy for him and some for Oscar.

“Spooky, grab a snack and drink. I got you because you brought me to the store,” Lilo said.

“I’m good, hermosa,” Oscar smiled.

Lilo nodded and the three-headed to the register to put their things on the conveyor belt. The cashier recognized the average height girl from high school and from her parents so they caught up then left the store. Sad Eyes was dropped off at his girl’s place before Oscar and Lilo were on their way to their houses that were next to each other. The short-haired girl had left the older man to start with dinner since they were supposed to be at the house soon then would have to go to the bodega for some more snacks and things for Cesar and Oscar.

Time passed and as Lilo was about to mold the ground beef together to make the patties there was a knock on the door. She cleaned her hands of the ground beef residue and made her way to the door to see who it was so she peeked an eye through the peephole to see who it was, only to see a familiar face with a teardrop tattoo. Her hand had gripped the doorknob, opening it with wonder on her face because the time hasn’t come for them to arrive.

“What’s up, Spooky? Time hasn’t come for you guys to come?” Lilo tilted her head.

“I’m here to help, hermosa. Be a gentleman and shit,” Oscar winked at the shorter girl who rolled her eyes at his comment.

“Boy, go away,” Lilo chuckled, “come back with Cesar and all three of us can do it. Cesar and I have to do it together,”

“Yo, what’s going on between you and mi hermanito? Y’all together or some shit?” Oscar’s eyebrows came together in wonder.

Lilo gagged at that thought, “Nah, homie. He’s like my little brother and son altogether in one because I take care of him and make sure he got what he needs,”

“Thank you for taking care of him while I was gone,” Oscar looked in her eyes.

Lilo shook her head, “It’s all good, Spooky. Cesar is a boy that I grew up and he’s been like my brother and my son ever since I scared off that bully in fifth grade,” Lilo chuckled at the memory.

The two laughed and just sat around because they were waiting for Cesar to come so they could start cooking, but half an hour passed and Cesar ran through the door out of breath. Lilo immediately got up and wrapped an arm around his shoulders to guide him to the kitchen for some water. A second later, Cesar already drunk one bottled water and caught his breath so he took a deep breath and gave Lilo a grateful smile, clapping his hands.

“Loco Mocos time?” Cesar smiled with teeth.

“Anything for you, boo,” Lilo kissed Cesar’s head, “alright. Which one do you want to do? Fry the eggs, make the patties, or do the rice?”

“I got the rice,” Cesar rolled his eyes, “I don’t know why you keep asking that when you know I can’t really cook to save my life,”

“You need to learn, compa,” Lilo laughed.

Oscar had started laughing, “hermanito, you still don’t know how to cook since I was locked up?”

“Lilo keeps feeding me and I haven’t gotten around to it,” Cesar defended himself.

The three were laughing and cooking...well more like Cesar was sitting on the counter while Oscar and Lilo were cooking. Cesar got down from the counter to go use the restroom and silence filled the kitchen when he left, but Lilo felt a presence behind her so she turned around after putting the last patty down to cook. There stood Oscar a few inches away from her.

“What do you want, Spooky?” Lilo rolled her eyes.

“Oscar,” Oscar replied, “call me, Oscar. I just wanted to tell you that I was going to make you fall for me and I will break you,”

Lilo chuckled, “that’s funny because it’s really gonna be the other way around. You’re gonna fall for me and I’m gonna end up breaking you.”

“Hermosa, that ain’t gonna happen, but keep dreaming. Let’s hang out tomorrow,” Oscar smirked.

“It’s a bet,” Lilo stuck out her hand, “and sure let’s do it,”

The two shook hands then went away from each other when footsteps were heard coming towards them. Cesar popped up as Lilo was plating the food so Oscar and Cesar went to the dining table to wait for Lilo. The brown-haired girl set the plates down in front of everyone and sat down to eat so they ate and had a decent conversation besides the subtle flirtation between the two older people. However, Cesar could feel the tension and wondered what he had missed when they dropped him off but didn’t really care because he thought Lilo was good for his brother.

Everyone was done eating and Cesar was finishing up the dishes while Oscar and Lilo were at the door, waiting for him to finish so they could go to the bodega. Five minutes later, the dishes were clean and the three were walking to the bodega since it wasn’t really that far from them. Lilo and Oscar were pretty close when they were walking as their hands were hitting each other often while Cesar was next to Lilo, talking about what kind of snacks he was thinking of getting as well as drinks too. When Cesar saw the bodega he ran inside and grabbed a basket while going further into the room while Oscar had courageously wrapped an arm around Lilo’s shoulder before walking in.

The usual cashier looked at the pair in surprise but later smiled at the two because he knew the two ever since they were kids. Cesar was too busy looking at the different choices of drinks and snacks to focus on his older brother and best friend at the moment. However, it was all gonna go down to shit because the one person that Oscar didn’t want to see coming into the bodega with her annoying best friend/sister.

It was too late for Oscar to see her because all of a sudden his arm was ripped off of Lilo and Lilo had been caught off guard as a slap hit her on the cheek. He turned his head to see his ruca, that he had forgotten he had, Valentina standing there with a smirk on her face, but it fell when she realized the look that Lilo had. Cesar heard the commotion and saw Valentina then Lilo with a handprint on her cheek and the look she gets when she was about to kick some ass.

“Shouldn’t have slapped her,” Cesar winced.

Lilo had managed to punch Valentina on the nose and began beating her up, but her sister was about to pull her hair so Lilo got up and roundhouse kicked the sister’s face who fell down right after. Valentina glared at her with a bloody nose.

“What the fuck were you doing with my man?” Valentina spat blood near Lilo’s beloved checkered slip-on Vans.

“First of all, I didn’t even know he had a whole ass girlfriend,” Lilo punched Oscar on the chest, “and second of all, don’t ever fucking try to run up on me because I do know how to fight and I don’t mean street fight, bitch. I compete to get my money,”

Valentina looked scared, “ ok, I won’t fight you again! Chill, I just wanted to know why Spooky was all up on you!”

“Why are you backing up now? You’re the one who tried to run up on me,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “word of advice, don’t fight somebody you don’t know now go away before I really give you and your sister something to worry about,” 

The sisters quickly ran out of the bodega while the cashier and Cesar were cheering for her and her success. Oscar, on the other hand, was kind of hurt by that punch that she gave to his chest, but he played it off as it was nothing. Lilo grabbed the basket and practically threw it on the counter seemingly annoyed with the whole situation and all because of the man that was standing behind her a few feet away. When everything was paid for they left to go back to Lilo’s to meet up with the rest of the freshmen and watch movies.

On their journey back to the house, Oscar called his annoying ruca and decided to dump her because of the stunt that she decided to pull and he wanted to win the bet that he had going on with his brother’s best friend. The phone had picked up after a ring and a half letting the screechy voice of the girl he had only asked out because she gave him an amazing head. A few moments later of Valentina complaining about Lilo caused Oscar to have a headache as he fell back from Lilo and his brother.

“Valentina, stop. We are over,” Oscar rubbed his temples, “Stop calling me and don’t ever come to my place,”

Oscar hung up and shoved his phone in his pocket as he sped up his pace to join the inseparable duo. They were laughing as Oscar slowed his pace when he got next to Lilo, but when he tried to nudge her hand with his she had put more distance between them in a subtle way. In Oscar’s mind, he was groaning at her retraction because of the mishap in the bodega with Valentina.

They were finally coming up to the house and saw the rest of the gang coming up too so Cesar and Lilo greeted them and guided them inside. The freshmen rushed to the living room to find the movie they wanted to watch while Lilo stayed in the kitchen to put away the dishes that were cleaned. Oscar was behind her trying to catch her attention and the perfect opportunity came about when Lilo was too short to reach the highest shelf for cups so he stood directly behind her and put it on the shelf. She sighed in annoyance before turning around to look at Oscar in his beautiful brown eyes.

“Thank you. What do you want since you were just being a creep earlier?” Lilo rolled her eyes.

“Be ready by 4 pm tomorrow,” Oscar touched Lilo’s escaped strand of hair.

She immediately pulled away, “You’re straight trippin’ if you think I’m gonna let you take me out when you got a whole ass girl,”

Oscar rolled his eyes, “I broke up with her though. So be ready at 4 pm tomorrow,”

Lilo rolled her eyes, but nodded anyway and went to the rest of the kids to lay out the snacks so they wouldn’t get hungry during the movie. Oscar trailed behind the shorter girl with a little scowl on his face due to her reluctance to go out with him, but it changed when he saw that all the kids were sitting on the long couch leaving the loveseat for the older people. A smirk had been replaced when she finally realized that there was only a loveseat reserved for her and Oscar and that had caused her to slightly frown.

The two plopped down on the couch together then Lilo started grabbing a blanket and some of the snacks that were gathered before the “adults” started watching as the kids were scrolling through Netflix, fighting over what to watch. Lilo yelled for everybody to stop and just take turns. Since it was Lilo’s house, she decided to let Cesar pick the first movie and he, obviously, had chosen an action movie. Everyone seemed pretty into the movie so that motivated Oscar to grab some of the blankets that Lilo had put on her body and put some over his own.

It was like a domino effect with the kids because Jamal had started to fall asleep then Ruby, Monse, and Cesar so Oscar laid a hand on Lilo’s thigh. Lilo didn’t expect the cold hand to come in contact with her leg so it stiffened as she hissed at the sudden change of temperature on her thigh. Oscar started laughing but tried holding it in so he wouldn’t wake the kids up, but that only earned him a hard punch to the arm. He glared at the shorter girl until it slowly dropped when they realized that their faces were so close to each other and he slowly leaned in, but Lilo immediately pulled away and walked to the kitchen.

Lilo stood in front of the sink and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down because of the feelings that were coming up. Footsteps came up behind her, but she didn’t have any reaction because she knew it was Oscar and he wouldn’t hurt her if she didn’t do anything wrong. Arms encircled her waist and brought her back to a hard chest, but her hands kept in contact with the counter until his head leaned down to rest on her shoulder.

“Why are you doing this?” Lilo sighed.

“What? This? I’m making you fall for me and I’m gonna break you,” Oscar shrugged.

“Alright. Let’s go and watch a movie that we wanna watch,” Lilo chuckled.

The two went back to the loveseat, but before Lilo sat down she realized that the kids didn’t have a blanket over them so she took the emergency blanket she kept next to the sofa and put on them. Oscar watched the shorter girl put a blanket over the freshman as they were laid comfortably together with their heads resting on one another. It surprised him when he saw that there was so much love and care that she had for the group of freshmen like they were her own.

“Why do you care for these kids so much?” Oscar asked while she sat back down on the couch.

Lilo just sat in silence, thinking over her answer, “as you already know, I am the product of two military parents so I know how it feels to be alone and growing without the ‘proper’ care from an adult. These kids, especially Cesar, are growing and they have their parents, but they don’t think they can share the things they share with me to their parents,” Lilo took a breath, “I’m just a source that they can come to so they don’t breakdown in this toxic city. They all have the opportunity to get out and lead a good life,”

Oscar scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, “y tu?”

“Nah. It’s too late for me, Oscar. I’m about to graduate so I’m just gonna go to JC and maybe even go join the military like ma and pops,” Lilo chuckled.

The two sat in silence until Oscar moved to get the remote to pick the movie that they were going to watch. It was a pretty random movie so not even half the movie passed for the Oscar and Lilo to fall asleep and unconsciously move towards each other to cuddle. Successful end to a successful night of huge plans.

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ok give me your tea. so eddie loved richie back and at least as much as richie loved him? what prove can you bring up for that you feather?? jk I mean not really pls talk about these two, but im already totally into reddie. but the questions still stand :D have a wonderful day!!

alright, we’re in the ring, let’s FIGHT (even though we are on the same team ashdkasd) 

first of all, i am always right and that’s that on that.

second, there’s EV *iconic jdg hand cutting air move* I *iconic jdg hand cutting air move* DENCE *iconic jdg hand cutting air move* that can back me up.eddie continuously ached for richie’s attention, as a kid as well as an adult. there’s MOMENTS that proves this (the hammock scene being a favourite of mine). the only times eddie smiles or laughs is BECAUSE of richie and that’s just a fact and it MATTERS in the MOVIES cause every SCENE in a movie MATTER. we also have “i fucked your mother” which is basically reddie language for “i love you” and eddie is the last one that says this to basically tell richie that he loves him too and BITCH it’s so real!!! and don’t get me started on the “eddie, what are you looking for?” discourse because there’s plenty of other things pennywise could have said to reference his pill addiction yo. also, in the flashback of eddie fearing that he’d be too scared to save his mother, it was really his fear in general… to not be brave enough to save the people he loves and that is why eddie also froze when the stanley spider almost killed richie, so when the moment came, he faced his fears and saved richie (the one he loved) from the deadlights!!!!! 

i could go on but i have bills to pay. you know that they are canon and you stand on this hill with me, we got each other’s backs homie.