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tarnished-butsogrand · 9 days ago

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hiii sorry it’s been a while i got caught up with christmas things, but i’m back!

honestly my house is louder than the neighbourhood, just bc there’s 5 of us and a dog, but yeah it’s what i’m used to so i hate complete silence and i also always need some sort of white noise or movie on in the background to relax. better than music even if it sounds like people are just chatting so that’s why walking tours are good. they also make me feel less isolated bc it’s like i’m rly somewhere else! my brother got me a projector for christmas so i’ve been putting walking tours up on the wall which is cool!

yeahh i totally get what u mean. it is rly cool that ppl celebrate things differently and yet all together. that’s one thing i’m grateful for growing up in america, the fact that i have seen and been exposed to so many different cultures, it just changes ur perspective and makes u see the world in a more positive well rounded way i think, to see how different ppl are and yet how similar. we all have different traditions but we all Have traditions, usually involving food and music and being together. and pretty lights. everyone loves pretty lights and i love that about people. :’)

i will def share pics when i come off anon! hopefully i can find some good ones of baked goods. often the cupcakes are demolished before a pic is taken lol but i def have pics of birthday cakes and pies i’ve made. making food is one of the most satisfying things ever. especially when u feed other ppl with it and they love it! hehe i have friends and relatives who are much better bakers too, so i can pass along their advice. i have an amazing oatmeal cookie recipe that my friends gave me that i cherish and will happily share. steam puddings are like….. rly soft cake? and it’s cooked in a pot with steam. so it’s like soft steamy fluffy, texture kind of between a soft cake and a thick mousse, but with flour so more cakey though just rly rly moist. (that was a terrible explanation forgive me hahaha)

ooo u have a twin?? i’m so jealous i’ve always wanted a twin. idk why i just love twins/triplets i always get fixated on stories about them. it feels so special to have someone made at the same time as u. are u guys very similar or different? do u have twin telepathy?

yess i’m very crafty and artistic. i’ve had a few etsy shops and sold at craft fairs, but i tend to start a lot of random projects so i have half finished things just everywhere. are u crafty? haha thank u i’m biased towards my tree too ^-^

omg we grew up with the gingerbread man story too but tbh i also don’t remember the ending…. maybe it’s for the best 😅

yesss it’s the one with jude law! i will def pass down as many things to my kids as possible. this christmas was the first one without my grandma on my dad’s side, and we made her famous truffles together. it’s nice to feel like she’s still with us so i definitely cherish traditions like that.

i had a wonderful holiday thank u!! i don’t have secret santa bc im not currently in school and unemployed 😅😅 but me and my family give each other gifts. i loved all of them but i was rly excited to get fancy perfume this year!! burberry Her and Goddess, my gg (other grandma) ordered them for me after we smelled them in the store together and they were divine. very excited to smell like a fancy lady haha. the best gift i’ve ever given….. hmmm…… i pitched in on a drum set for my dad a couple years back and he cried, he hadn’t had one in years. that one felt pretty special.

gosh i’ve learned how to convert the temperatures so many times and never remember. yes i rly rly miss the snow!! every winter. hopefully this year i’ll end up living somewhere different by next christmas.

hope you’ve had a lovely week 🌸❄️

This is somehow the third time I am typing out this message. 😭 I don't why but I keep losing my messages. Anyway, hellooooo! What are your plans for New Year's? It's already New Year's here, so Happy New Year! Hope this year brings many new blessings in your life!

I am so sorry to hear you haven't been feeling well, hope you feel better now. And I am really, really sorry I have taken so long to reply. I haven't been on here much and on top of that, I got really overwhelmed and kept putting things off, but it was really unfair of me to do so.

Oh, yes, I hate silence with a vengeance! I keep my noisy fan on even in winters to dispel the silence. And I use brown noise to go to sleep. I used to use whale sounds but it was too haunting for me. Do fall asleep to music? A projector is such a great gift! You can turn any room into a movie theatre, provided you have an empty wall. So cool, so cool! Do you like to go out to the movies or do you like to watch them at home?

That line about lights, so true. So true. Yep, it really is a blessing to get to live with people of different countries with different traditions! It's lovely to think about all the people in the world as one big family. 💓

Yes! I cannot wait! Also I am really excited to talk to you off anon too, it's been lovely talking to you! 💖💖💖 Making a birthday cake for a friend is such an amazing gift, actually. It trumps all else. Anything that makes people happy is a wonderful thing, but something that's so crucial to the human experience.... 🌞 Cooking is genuinely a love language in every shape and form. I feel like the steam cake is equivalent to our pressure cooker cake? I don't know much about baking but the way you're describing it, I feel like it could be that. And it's not a terrible explanation at all!!

Hehe, thanks! The most fascinating thing about us is that we don't look alike at all! We are what they call fraternal twins, so it's hard to make out we are sisters, let alone twins. We are very different, but we are very very close to each other. As for telepathy, ummm we often find ourselves thinking the same thing or coming to the same conclusion which is sweet.

Heyy, that's so cool! I would love to see some of the stuff you've made too. 💓💓 The fact that you have etsy shop and have sold at fairs, uff, that's amazing!! What kinds of things do you make? I am not crafty per se, but I taught myself how to crochet (a bit) and I paint, though I am not very good at it. But I love this whole concept of making something with your own hands... I am looking forward to learning embroidery.

I am sorry to hear about your loss, I love that you chose to honour her memory by making her recipe! It's so cool to think that your future generations, will in a way, know your grandmother through you.

I love perfumes! I am kind of lowkey obsessed with the way people smell? Like I love laundry detergent and nice smelling body lotions- the works. What kind of perfume do you like? I hope you enjoy those perfumes... How would you describe their scent? To be honest, I am not that well-equipped to guess at all individual notes of a perfume and stuff like that. I just know what I love hehe. Hey, that's such a sweet story! Is he a rock music fan like you, and has he passed it on to you? Do you know how to play the drums?

It's 9/5 , 5/9 something, I just don't know anymore. 😭😭😭😭

Happy happy new yearrrrrrrrrr friend! Ahhhh, I am so excited to actually talk to you (if that makes sense). Hope this day is beautiful and leads into a beautiful new year, love. Love you loads and loads 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 I am so grateful to have met you and talked to you.

#holiday pal 🌸❄️

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loveireandblog · 2 years ago

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And Croatia! Bc I went on holiday w a fucking racist, drunk, suicidal LANDLORD . THEY BOTH HAD me come back a shell of a human I can't even reiterate it enough but atleast w croatia I came back w a bit of vivacity.

FUCK Kai. Seriously fuck kai! And it had to be my fucking bfs fucking central group of fucking FRIENDS. NOBODY LIKED KAI! THEY ALL SPOKE HORRIBLY OF THEM. And in their twisted fucking head it was like a battle of the partners which in time afterwards has become extremely apparent Now basically not cos of me bc they're selfish bastards who don't stick up for eachother let alone me the rando gf of bf anyway they've made a boundary against kai now instead of licking their arsehole and hating soon as they were gone (and at the same time whole time in Rome bf is like I'm distraught! I want you guys to gel so goooood. But kai! And I'm like no...I do not like. Your friends. And they were like but they're sticking by kai for _gf of kai_ and i was like right but they are being duplicitous to the extreme and they r closer to kai + whT did I fucking do 🙃. Mistake of my life. Take it all personally. He's always saying get out n make friends I actually cannot believe I cared looking back I'm now solidified in my small circle. There was 3 people n Kai n bf. And 2 of those people apologised later n said it was a witch hunt. Just to rly make clear the call isn't from inside the house but now I've said that but idc

They just deal w kai bc she's _ gf and I'm like in what fucking world and then when kai was acting up w me bf didn't stick up for me in real time - he said its bc he cld see how much I was struggling water under bridge but instead what stuck in my extreme chokehold head is mirror images w a bad brain - my nemesis. If you put a filter onto things in my world ur gone. I am filter central lol I'm gonna cry I find it very hard to climb down frm all ledges n it's where I go. Posi twist is that I'm good! I'm fine! I am just fucking petrified of my own traps!!!!!)

and thats it that's where I am now tryna fucking scrape money to look after myself as I see that was after being agoraphobic (keeps happening in extremely intense bursts for wks and rn I'm in a pretty okay one where its every few days atleast but idk if "can only go out w someone in tow" but can do gym! And corner shop! And town centre and cinema. A train to a diff city on my own? What once was my extreme usual has disappitated) after covid threw me into warrington and I spent a lot of time indoors pulling me back to Home days & no community.

I pushed myself out and absolutely yes coincidentally (bc I couldn't believe it) the 2 holidays were brutal and i was extremely vulnerable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but they were indeed brutal! The stories (when told properly) has everyone flabbergasted! They question! Why did Sam for example come on this family holiday? The other carer was like urrrr ill politely decline. What cesspit of shit boundaries was going on there pray

Or kai and bf . He has shit fucking friends. Like that's his baggage

I see my own logic in the things that happened rather than their symbols and I am PRAYING AGAINST HOPE the mirror thing adds up I sound mental but that's ocd for u - and compulsively eclipsing n ruining along the way apparently apppppareeeently but I am not okay and i thought I'd figured out the illogical nature enough to bypass. No. That was days of old 👍. As I keep repeating the better I get, the worse the bdd is getting.

ROME *RUINED* MY LIFE OR I JUST SAW PROPERLY IM NOT ENTIRELY SURE BUT I LITERALLY and i came back as Nothing and then building up bc I don't wanna /die/ and it's all wRONG

#Like how can I write a book following the logic of whittling down ur world #And have the answersr #But not accessible to I currently #It's gaps it's fear based it's panic and it's interwoven n solidified #And somewhere in that too is no real #I can't have nourishing rn for I'm not nourishing myself consistently enough

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local-trashmouth · 3 years ago

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Henry making love to you and you're all soft but then you say you want kids and now bow (yes I call him bow lol) has the idea of getting you pregnant in his mind and kinda snaps and gets a bit feral or he extra soft 🥺🥺 whatever you like I just had this idea lol (feel free to write this for the gang as well, separate ofc)

note: not directly female cause 'm ftm so like gn reader please <3

headcanons ?

AAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU

LITERALLY THIS HAD ME SCREAMING (altho I didnt rlly know how to write this because I hate kids xD)

I'm not sure if you meant have kids in sense of the natural way, or adopt a child (although that interferes with the impregnation thought of the bois) so I just wrote both variants

(also if this isn't what you wanted, pls send another ask. If that's the case im very sorry ;-;)

Warnings: mention of sex, impregnation, Patrick is a warning himself lol

Pairing: Henry Bowers x reader, Patrick Hockstetter x reader (I thought this fits him too)

Henry Bowers

Having a child naturally

since you said that, he can't concentrate on anything but the thoughts of building a future with you

he definetly goes soft on you, practically melting into putty

just you telling him that you want kids with him gives him butterflies

although he's worrying about being a horrible dad like Butch

you have to reassure him, telling him that he'll be the total opposite

heck even in school he can't think about anything else other than moving out of Derry with you and building a Family

he'll totally get you there, I mean, when you two can provide for a Family of course

he doesn't want to have children at a time where he can't give them the best possible life he has to offer

fight me on this, but he totally wants girls

so they have your beauty and heart, and he really just wants to do their hair

but when one of them or both turn out to identify differently he'll support them despite his views (same with the son/s)

if you end up having a son, or multiple he'll totally be that cool dad

taking them to shooting lessons and spending a lot of time with them

adopting a child

again, he wants to wait until you two can provide for it

he's gonna try his best to be a good parent, better than the previous ones at least

he'll probably take his kids into the woods too, make campfires with them while letting you put your head onto his shoulder

you just adore watching him bloom like that

if they ever ask about being adopted, he wouldn't be closed off about it

he totally takes you and the kids to Derry for holidays to brag to Butch about his success, and will 100% rub it into the boys' faces aswell

he really wants the kids to get along with the guys, they're his closest friends after all

Patrick Hockstetter

Having a child naturally

he totally goes feral when you say that

look, he won't be the best dad there is

and it's not even really his fault

which sometimes upsets you, and he gets it

but he's trying okay

he'll make a lot of shitty dad jokes

very very very overprotective over his kids

now there isn't just one real Person to him, but a whole family

HIS family

like, how did he get here?

it often overwhelms him

but he knows he can find that security he needs with you

so everything's good in the end

he really doesn't have a preference for the gender, and he will seem like he doesn't care about his kids

but he truly does, and it shows in other things than affection

for example, he will not hesitate to defend his kid, no matter if they are in the wrong or not

he'll also attend therapy which is a big step to a better future :)

when he's alone with you he opens up about his worries of not being able to give them the things they need/want because of his lack of empathy

so u better reassure ur fireboi

adopting a child

he lets you "choose"

the first months will be rough, and there will be a lot of small fights between you two

because Patrick never imagined to be in this kind of commitment

he hopes the kid gets into knives and other weapons, cuz boi will he fanboy about the one's he still has from being younger

he wants to stay in Derry, he just likes this town somehow

maybe its because he can get away with his killing

talking about that, he'll stop it

just for you and the kid of course

so you better feel special

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aphrodite-made-me-write-it · 3 years ago

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12 Days of Holiday Fics

Day Four: How To Introduce Your Girlfriend To Your Superhero Family

(A/N) did u guys know cinnabon sells just the centers now? like??? slap me in the ass and choke me out??? bitch???? anyway i ate one and can feel the sugar rotting my teeth v pleased w the taste it’s been years since my last bun sldkf yet again saving this in my drafts long before it’ll be posted. hi future me, how’s the nog? i know ur drunk ass has some eggnog by now. jealous. anyway xoxo babes

Rating: G (General Audience ^-^)

Warnings: Found Family Tropes Abound!; i toy w an idea of an r with powers to see how u guys receive it (if it sounds cool lmk); The Avengers Are Embarrassing But You Love Them Anyway

Pairing: Darcy Lewis x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Synopsis: You bring your girlfriend over for holiday dinner with your family. Unfortunately, your family is the world’s most powerful superheroes and they just so happen to love embarrassing you.

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“And you have to promise you won’t be embarrassing,” you say for the millionth time. “Like, talk like normal people and don’t be weird.”

“You’re only making it weird by giving us this talk,” Natasha points out with an amused chuckle.

“I like Darcy,” Thor grins, “she-”

“Tased you once and that will not compare to what I’ll do to you if you embarrass me in front of my girlfriend,” you warn, earning a kicked puppy look from the Asgardian.

You’ve been with the Avengers pretty much since the initiative first started. You had once been a private detective, your ability to see past, present, or future by holding objects making you damn good at your job. Naturally, SHIELD wanted you among their ranks and to be honest it sounded a lot more exciting than what you already did.

In that time, you’ve kept your dating life rather quiet. It’s not that you don’t enjoy dating, really, but it’s hard to find someone to connect with given your abilities allow you more insight into their life than either of you want. Then there was the occasional date with someone who was actually going to go to jail for something, which was awkward, and yeah… the whole mess wasn’t really worth it.

So when Thor suggested a double date with his girlfriend and her best friend, you were more than hesitant. You wanted to humor him though, because Thor is one of your closest friends and the guy is just too damn sweet to say no to. To say you were surprised the date went so well would be an understatement.

You’ve been dating Darcy for ten months. Ten glorious months. It’s amazing, how everything you didn’t get about dating before suddenly clicks into place with Darcy. She’s smart, funny, she gets all of your jokes, plays along with your sarcasm- she’s perfect for you, and you don’t want to ruin that.

Of course, she knows about your abilities and has even asked about them. You don’t mind sharing them with her. She also, obviously, knows what you do for a living and who you work with. That being said, you have been dreading bringing her to the Tower to meet the others.

It’s not that you don’t love your teammates. You do. They’re the only family you have - at least, the only one you care about. But they are so goddamn embarrassing-

“Doctor Lewis has arrived,” announces JARVIS. “Shall I let her in?”

“I’ll go meet her!” You yelp, ignoring the laughter behind you as you stumble to the elevator.

You hope you don’t look as nervous as you feel. You’re frantically adjusting your sweater when you open the door to find Darcy doing the exact same thing. She stops when she sees you, a shy smile on her lips.

“Hey, you,” she greets.

“Hey yourself,” you grin, pulling her inside and giving her a long, sweet kiss.

“You look nervous.” Darcy notes, pulling away from the kiss and joining your hands together.

“Do I?” You blush. “I mean, they’re a little much, Darce.”

“They’re literal superheroes,” the brunette snickers as you load into the elevator. “They can’t be that bad.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised.” You groan.

The door opens, and to your chagrin, everyone is sitting peacefully at the dinner table. To the untrained eye, this would seem like the perfectly normal scene: your friends waiting patiently for you to introduce them to your girlfriend, the food still hot and steaming. You, however, are not the untrained eye. These little shits are up to something.

Introductions go by suspiciously smoothly. Light conversation follows, only the occasional teasing from your friends. They ask Darcy about her work, all totally normal.

It’s Pietro who starts shit first. “Hey, did (Y/N) ever tell you about the time in Bangladesh when she-”

“Don’t. You. Dare.” You warn, glaring at the boy with a venomous expression.

“-tried to convince Wanda that-”

“I’m warning you, Maximoff,” you growl. “Finish that sentence, and-”

“Oh, that time she tried to convince me she could predict what others would do better than I could? And she ended up mistaking a woman for being pregnant when she wasn’t?” Wanda snickers.

You groan. “How was I supposed to know she had her baby two years ago?”

“They’re your powers!” Darcy snorts with laughter. “How can you not tell when it’s the past or the future?”

“Wanda distracted me!” You huff.

“Remember when you thought you could beat Yelena at Mario Kart and she made you cry after the first lap?” Natasha adds.

“I wasn’t crying!” You protest. “I was sweating from my eyes!”

“When she wanted to tell me she loved me,” Darcy cuts in. Oh no. “She spent at least ten minutes trying to figure out how to word it to see how I’d react.”

“Only ten minutes? Her little brain must have been working overtime.” Tony nudges your shoulder with his and you resist the urge to plant your face into the mashed potatoes.

To your horror, the rest of the meal is spent sharing awful stories about you. Darcy is smiling and laughing the whole time, but her hand never leaves yours. She keeps giving you these sidelong glances full of adoration that make all the teasing worth it.

By the end of the night, you’re both warm with wine as you pull her into your room and connect your lips.

“I’m sorry about them,” you mutter. “They’re-”

“Your family.” She finishes, kissing you again. “I get it. And I like them.”

“Don’t let them hear that, it’ll go right to their fat heads.”

She chuckles, pulling you closer and leaning her forehead against yours. “You’re still my favorite, though.”

“I better be.”

(You’ve never spent the holidays with someone you love like this before. You’re really starting to see what all the hype is about. Especially when she drags you under the covers, arms and legs tangling with yours until you can’t be sure where your bodies begin and end.)

(Just wait until the rest of the Avengers get back from their missions.)

(Yelena might give Darcy a run for her money in terms of snark.)

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kkoongiee · 4 years ago

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txt scenarios — new years eve with them ‹𝟹

notes, gender-neutral!reader, alcohol, mentions of vomit (they don’t actually), cursing, suggestive in beomgyu,, having fun and decided this would be cute! been feeling a little under the weather mentally wise, i only completed txt one, hope this is fine :] happy new years, i’ve been able to get out many things with writing, so tumblr has helped & i’m excited to start writing!!

yeonjun will prepare with a few shots of soju because he likes to have fun 🚶🏻‍♂️ lmfao but once again, alcohol starts to hit and he’s having fun!!! he 100% introduces you to everyone maybe two times before,, jun will take you around to meet everyone and anyone .. he will probably tire himself out from acting crazy and whatnot but he needs to use the bathroom right before midnight and this party is somewhat raunchier than most??? he tells u to wait inside because suddenly yeonjun cannot be separated from u? so u sit on the counter with closed eyes because umm u dont wanna see all of that tbh 🧍 but yo ur about to miss ur midnight kiss with him?????????? YEONJUN HURRY UP please!!!!!!! 😡😡 so he surprises u, literally LMFAOO?? because he’s washing his hands and people r counting down while ur still waiting & yeonjun is quick to give u a kiss as soon as it hits one,, he’ll be like ‘how is that for a way to start off the new year’ he is cocky because he got your new years kiss but u don’t mind it .. he’s cute and has only alcohol in his stomach which u will have to take care of him later but u love the effort

soobin mf,, he is probably making u both eat every dessert on the table 😭 he wanna try everything but also has a drink to taste with — a drink probably too strong and u already told him that,, but he doesn’t wanna listen??? anyways not ur problem so u just decide to hang out with the rest of the boys,, soobin is proobably gonnna hurl later but mehhh u don’t feel like watching him literally toss his cookies AND cake .. so u let him live his life before he wants to come and lay all over u, uncomfy and his tummy upset from the mixture of alcohol and too much sweets!!!!! blech he feels bad and he whines until u start playing with soobin’s hair hes soo tired and the counts of the dozens of people are making his head ache and the burn in the back of his throat is horrible — ur kissing him!!! omg ur kissing him??? soobin tastes like cheesecake and a hint of whatever citrusy drink he had,, but he’s happy to hear u tell him ‘happy new years babyy~~!!!’ he is so happy to start off the new year with u by his side ^_^

beomgyu for me feels like he just knows .. he knows he wants to kiss u at midnight on new years and has the perfect party planned n ending the night with u is something gyu has in mind + many many more things but that is just for u two to know and no one else 👀 he’s ready to just leave the party bc u two have these matching (sorta) outfits they rly are just color arranged but the thought is cutee,, beomgyu loves your outfit bye .. he thinks u look good everyday that u come over and this is no different!!!! he’s having fun and comes over to u with the biggest smile and wraps his arms around ur neck before giving u a kiss,, ‘happy new years~~!!!’ ^_^ your little brat is giving u a kiss at midnight and u are incredibly happy that he wants to spend more time with u, especially because u have incredible friends and gained more family with him,, so yea ur pretty happy with new years

taehyun seems more like a spend it with family so ur like ‘okok my house though??’ 🥺 and he wants nothing more than to go because he simply adores ur family?? 🙄 u thought wrong if he wasn’t gonna ask to spend it with your family lol .. ofc ur parents r nothing but kind and the rest of ur family who wanted to come over and celebrate the new year + close family friends,, so the house is jam packed lololol and it was much like any other holiday taehyun spent with your family.. it’s kinda like everything he’s ever wanted & he’s excited to be able to just have fun with you and spend time doing things on his own,, but he just has to give u ur midnight kiss which has every child grossed out and shrieking, lmfaoaoo but every other couple/married couple is doing the same!!!! taehyun and u are very happy with how u ended up and how u both r so close to each family from both sides :(( he wants to make the most of everyday and cherish dese little moments

huening kai will probably just have u come with him and the boys,, ngl i imagine maknae getting into a relationship before everyone else 😭😭 so ur just like 🧍 with all of the boys just there and getting along well,, it’s kinda awkward sometimes with them!!! hyuka prob ordering like 3637282393 types of cakes, he said fuck a diet ‼️‼️ diet who??? u six are going to just eat cake on new years, also religiously checking the time like everyone else and then giving a kiss to ur whipped cream and crumb coated lips before going back to his second slice of pie .. everybody is like ?????? wtf why would huening kai do that right in front of their cake and icecream 🙄🙄 i feel like he wants to act natural asf,, he thinks if he says nothing then no one has just seen that kiss + the fact this mf gave u a new years kiss?? bye asf hyuka PACK IT UP PRINCE CHARMING like txt gets it u guys are goals 4 life,, no need to brag or show off 🙄

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h4nabi-archived · 4 years ago

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Happy Holidays!

so since i couldn’t have got through these five months with any of your support, i wanted to give you a small thank you!

— first and foremost, my lovely followers

I REALLY LOVE ALL 248 OF YOU LIKE REALLY! i’m so glad to have you guys on this journey with me. i really wouldn’t be anywhere with you. i see you all, whether that be a like or a reblog, i see you and i really appreciate everything you’ve done for me. you guys are the reason i grow and are the reason i can have a platform on here. I hope that the old babes have been having a great time here on my account and i hope that the newer ones have too. i am thankful for all of you, old or new. i honestly didn’t think i’d have this many lolz but i do and i’m so thankful for that. I hope i make you guys proud and just know that you can always hit me up about anything because I LOVE ALL OF YOU

and to my mutuals,

— @its-diablito

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! you were one of my first mutuals and i’m so glad that we met. ok we don’t talk much rn but i want you to know that you are so funny and so nice and you actually were one of the first people to make this app enjoyable for me :) so think you and i hope you have a WONDERFUL HOLIDAYS

— @kirichigo

you are one of the funniest people i’ve met on this app and i love seeing you on my dash cutie. i remember meeting you and think you were so cool omg and i always loved talking to you! i love the ed sh****n talks and the loona talks sooo much like i haven’t had a friend who likes kpop in years. you and idra are so special to me for that lol. anyway i’d follow you to the end of the earth (or whatever new account you make) and i hope we can grow closer babes :)

— @fairyoomi

I LUV U MY KPOP BESTIE! omg you are so nice. i really love talking to you and just bs’ing in your inbox. you are so sweet to me and i genuinely feel nice when we talk! i love talking about kpop to you and i loved just spamming your asks with shit during MAMA. you make tumblr so fun for me and i hope we can grow closer because ily. it’s funny because i’ve seen you on my dash for a while and i never would have thought we would because mutuals but again thank you ☺️

— @miyasangel

isa...i love you so much. you were one of my inspirations to write on here and i’m so glad we are mutuals. ik we don’t talk but you are like the reason i actually have fun on tumblr. without you and your server i wouldn’t have met you and everyone else and i’m so thankful for that. you are so kind like i can’t explain it. you are a joy to see in my dash and i hope we can get closer because again ily. i hope you and your family have a wonderful holidays!

— @rinataro

STELLA ILY! you are so sweet babe and you really helped me when i was feeling shitty like last week. im so glad that i could talk to you and i’m so glad to have someone who understands how i feel about this poopy app. i really appreciate you for supporting me and for your nice messages :) i really hope that we grow closer because i would love to have a friend like you (a voice of reason lol) i wish you the best babes

— @rilacry

lola i’m so glad i met you. you are so cute and so sweet to me i really love talking to you. i really loved waking up to your message today too omg it made me feel so good. i wanna definitely get closer to you like i really really think you’re so nice to talk to. i love seeing you on my dash and i love just being mutuals with you. next year we are definitely gonna get closer >:( also you like loona so that automatically makes me love you <3

— @tsukiidayo

:(((((YOU ARE SO NICE TO ME IT HURTS. you are one of the overall warm-hearted people ik and i’m so glad we became mutuals. you are like one of my biggest supporters and i really really love you for that. i wanna talk to you more because i can just tell that you are a wonderful person/friend babes. we kiss now

— @4fterh0urs

hi sexy *bits lip* anyway YOU ARE SO FUNNY I LOVE SEEING YOU ON MY DASH. i really love talking to you about bs and even though you judge me on my music taste, i still appreciate how nice you have been to me. ur like a uh cousin. like at those family reunions. the ones that you just wanna be around. yea. you make tumblr very very very fun and i hope we can become closer :)

— @iwaizooming

one word: AMAZING. i love talking to you and thank you for also checking in on me that one day:( you coming in my inbox was so nice like really loved talking to you and you are really good to me. i didn’t feel awkward talking to you and i really hope we can talk more because i really really loved it :)) i also love seeing you on my dash and i could just give you hundreds of kisses omg ily. you are simply amazing and i’m really glad we become mutuals:)

— everyone else i missed

THANK YOU FOR MAKING TUMBLR FUN FOR ME. i love all of my mutuals and i see all of you as friends :) you guys really made these past 5 months fun for me and i love seeing you all on my dash. i really hope to make more memories with you because i love every single one of you and you guys can always come into my inbox or my messages anytime YUP

again special thanks to everyone who have made this year great for me. uh ik i was repetitive but i’m bad at words so yeah. i hope everyone have a happy holidays and new years and i hope that 2021 brings everyone joy 🤩 I also hope that everyone’s anime boyfriends/girlfriends apear under the tree. AND TSUKISHIMA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH PLEASE BE MY CHRISTMAS PRESENT

love, Zya 🤍

#i know christmas is over for most of you lol #anyway i love you #this is my new years notes too so don’t expect one 😠#♫ — interviews #tumblr stop reformatting my thing challenge

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Not Nineteen Forever (11) (Branjie/Scyvie)- Ortega

a/n: hey friends! welcome to chapter 11 of N19F, everyone’s favourite chronicles of our uni gals being irresponsible af. this chapter begins our collective slow descent into madness so hope we’re all ready. as always, thank u for the love and pls pls pls send a wee ask into AQ/my blog telling me what ur fav part was!!! i heart serotonin xo

trigger warning: drug use (Snoop Dogg’s favourite garden plant xo)

please note: this fic contains young adults often behaving in irresponsible/unadvisable ways with regards to alcohol, drugs and sex. if you are someone who feels as if they could be heavily influenced by fic and incorporate what happens in the plot into ur own life, pls steer clear!

summary: Brooke, Yvie and Nina are three flatmates who forged a friendship in their first year of university and picked up some other waifs and strays along the way. Now in their final year, there are feelings that need to be unravelled and confessions to be made whilst navigating drunk nights, hungover mornings, takeaways, group chats, library meetups, cafe gossiping, and the small matter of getting a degree.

last chapter: Christmas saw funny jumpers, Secret Santa gifts, and Yvie and Scarlet saying I love you but not-quite-saying-I-love-you.

this chapter: everyone is back at uni after the holidays but somebody’s got cold feet, and not because the flat heating isn’t switched on.

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Brooke wondered if it was possible to sweat herself to death as she dragged her huge suitcase up the final step to her flat and scrambled around in her backpack. She had never been so excited to take off a jacket in her adult life, but as she fumbled around for her keys she began to wonder if she would ever actually get into her flat. Thankfully, somebody had evidently heard her struggling and the door was suddenly thrown open to reveal Nina, just as smiley, happy and excited to see her as she’d been before Brooke had gone home for the holidays.

“Brookey Brooke Brooke!! Happy New Year!” Nina cried, lurching forward to give her a hug.

“Oh my God, Happy New Year baby. I probably stink of sweat,” Brooke concluded, her puffer jacket feeling more like a portable prison of heat with each passing second. Nina patted her on the back as she pulled away, dragging her suitcase inside in a suitably Mum-like manner.

“Nonsense, come in. I only just boiled the kettle, you’ve got scarily good timing. Yvie’s here with Scarlet. I think they may be banging.”

As Brooke walked past Yvie’s room she heard something that sounded suspiciously like a hiss through a set of teeth, and concluded that Nina was probably right.

“I’ll forgive them. How was New Years’?” Brooke asked, finally peeling her jacket off and throwing herself down on the couch. Nina raised her eyebrows as she poured the kettle out into two mugs.

“Really good,” she said, drawing out the “really” for emphasis. “I mean, it was just me, Silky, Akeria and Vanjie but it was such a great night. Kiki went home with a guy that looked like Thor. It was very bizarre.”

Brooke let out a laugh. She hadn’t felt too much fomo at having missed any New Year’s celebrations, as it was really only the girls whose family homes were closest to the city that were able to meet up and party together. Canada was probably a bit too much of a commute. Brooke self-consciously remembered the texts from Vanessa that came through that night, her stomach flipping over.

“Nobody overdid it, did they?” she found herself asking, keen for an outsider’s perspective on the evening. Nina tutted as she handed Brooke her mug and sat down.

“I mean Silky did, but it was basically her birthday party so nobody would begrudge her it. Vanjie was cute, though, it was a shame you never had any signal,” Nina smiled at Brooke, Brooke feeling a knot in her stomach tighten at her words. She plastered on her best fake smile.

“Aw yeah, she’s a cutie.”

“You must be looking forward to seeing her again? Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that,” Nina encouraged her, sipping her tea.

“Yeah, of course! But I want to see my girls as well, you know? I mean I haven’t seen you for like, a month. Tell me about you and Monet!” Brooke smiled enthusiastically, jumping at the chance to divert the conversation from the topic of her and Vanessa. She took a big gulp of her tea, hoping it would encourage Nina to talk for as long as she could.

“We’re good! We’re good. I saw her just after Christmas, we met up in town. I’m still absolutely convinced the whole thing’s a massive practical joke and she’ll completely ghost me soon, but I’m trying not to think too much about it otherwise I’ll get too wrapped up in it and end up ruining things,” Nina reeled off, ending her sentence with an awkward shrug and a laugh to match, Brooke unsure if she felt good that the heat was off her and Vanessa or bad that it seemed Nina was a hair’s breadth away from self-sabotaging her potential relationship.

“Well you’ve been seeing each other for what, two months now? That’s getting into girlfriend territory, babe."

"Oh, don’t,” Nina laughed, shaking her head so violently that her tea threatened to splash. “As fucking if. No, I’m just enjoying it while it lasts and whatever happens happens. I mean, I’m hardly going to be the one to end it, am I?"

Brooke raised both eyebrows at her but didn’t push for any more. Brooke always worried about Nina ever so slightly, like the sister she never had. Nina was the best hypewoman around, always preaching self-esteem, confidence and body positivity, but when push came to shove she could only sporadically take that advice herself. Brooke knew that Nina had overcome a lot since her time at high school- she’d always remember when Nina broke down to Brooke in her first year halls room and had told her everything she’d struggled with in the past after a set of girls had laughed at Nina in a kebab shop after a night out. So Brooke could understand that sort of self-love was hard for Nina to maintain. Brooke had noticed it seemed to come to her in ebbs and flows like waves; the crashing-against-rocks happy presence of a Nina who danced about the flat singing to Lizzo in a new outfit she loved deeply contrasting with times where the tide would pull her back out into a sea of shame, unhappy and upset because she’d eaten a share pack of Minstrels quicker than she’d thought possible and was disgusted at herself.

“Anyway. What about you, you going to ask Vanjie to be your girlfriend yet? It’s been longer than two months for you both and in your own words, Ms Hytes, that’s girlfriend territory,” Nina asked eagerly, Brooke almost spilling her tea all over herself in shock. Before she could answer, the kitchen door opened and in walked Yvie and Scarlet one after the other in a set of slightly crumpled clothes. Yvie’s face broke out into a smile as she saw her flatmate and she immediately ran forward toward the sofa Brooke was sat on, crushing her in a half-straddle, half-hug.

“Oh my God, bitch, it’s been forever!! Happy New Year!” she cried, muffled against Brooke’s shoulder.

Happy to see Yvie because she hadn’t seen her in ages and also because her arrival meant she didn’t have to answer Nina’s question, Brooke squeezed back hard. “Happy New Year baby!! How were your holidays? Scarlet, c’mere!”

Scarlet shuffled forward as Yvie ungracefully peeled herself off of Brooke, hugging her slightly more gently which Brooke was grateful for as Yvie spoke. “They were good. Made better by this one coming to see me.”

“Oh, did you go up to Yvie’s?” Brooke asked Scarlet as she pulled away, Scarlet rolling her eyes in mock-exasperation.

“Yeah, well. Someone decided to develop separation anxiety by the time we’d been apart for a fortnight so had me looking up train times before the bells had even rung at midnight,” Scarlet smiled, Yvie giving her a playful shove before pulling her down onto the armchair and into her lap, Scarlet giggling and batting her away.

“Well, you’re still both as gross as you were together the last time I saw you, so I’m glad nothing’s changed,” Brooke snorted, Yvie flipping her middle finger up at her.

“Oh, and you and Vanjie are gonna be totally different when you see each other again,” she rolled her eyes, Brooke clenching her teeth together momentarily. Why did everybody seem to want to bring Vanessa up every two minutes?

“Well yeah, we probably will be. It’s not like we’re together or anything,” Brooke gave an awkward laugh. Suddenly the mood in the room seemed to change. She saw Scarlet stiffen tensely in Yvie’s lap and Yvie look across to Nina, something in her widened eyes that Brooke couldn’t quite make out. As Brooke turned to look at Nina, the other girl seemed to be impervious to the sudden tension and was smiling brightly at her phone.

“Hey, Monet’s wondering if she can come round. We could get pizza, play Mario Kart, maybe get high? We’ve not done that in a while. Sound good?”

Before Brooke could address the shift in atmosphere, Yvie was replying to Nina. “I’d be so down. I’m actually starving.”

“Sounds fun,” Brooke responded, still not quite able to have her smile meet her eyes. “I’ll go unpack my shit and then come back through. Won’t be long!”

Brooke couldn’t have been more glad of a moment to herself as she flung open her bedroom door and crashed down onto her bed, a feeling of seasickness churning in her stomach. Laying on her back, she stared up at the cracks in the ceiling until her eyes began to burn. She took one heavy, deep breath and opened up her phone. Her gut plummeted all over again when she saw the name in her notifications.

V: You get back to flat okay? Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Brooke tapped out a message as quickly as she could, desperate for the interaction to be over.

B: Yep! Just there with the girls just now xxx

A reply came through before Brooke had even had the chance to replace the phone on her bed.

V: Yay!! You gonna come round and cuddle me and play with my hair? lol xxxxxxxxxx

Every single kiss that Vanessa had left at the end of her text felt like a stab in Brooke’s gut. Her entire stomach feeling like a ton of bricks, she replied.

B: Sorry boo we’re just having flat girl time just now! Just the three of us. I’ll see you soon though? Xxx

This pause was longer.

V: Aww damn well I already waited a month I guess I can wait another day :) have fun Brooky xxxxxxxxxxxx

Brooke dropped her phone on the bed, brought her hands up to her face and gave a huge, massive exhale. She didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with her. She didn’t know what had changed. Vanessa was the girl she’d been chasing for essentially her entire university career, the literal girl of her dreams. She had wanted her, and now she had her. And everything was fine. Except everything was far from fine, Brooke thought as she sucked her tense stomach in and willed that horrible sinking feeling to go away. Maybe it was the month-long gap from when they’d last seen each other. Maybe it was the way Vanessa’s texts seemed to shift from fun and flirty and lighthearted to saccharine sweet and intense. Brooke didn’t know, but all she did know was that any time she thought about her and Vanessa as anything more than what they were now or if anyone else brought that idea up, her heart started doing somersaults, and not in a good way.

Guiltily, she took her phone and scrolled up on her and Vanessa’s text history, looking back at their texts from New Years’.

V: Babyyyy xxxx

V: Keep trying to phone u n it’s going to voicemail :((( xxxxxxx

V: it’s so near midnight!!!!! xx

B: Sorry boo my signal is shit! I’m barely able to text :( xxx

B: But Happy New Year for when it comes!!!! Hope you are having a great night, get home safe xxx

V: Aww man that’s shit lmao dw dw xxxxxxxx

V: Happy New Year my baby, you’re the best thing to come out of this whole year and I’m so so glad we got our shit together, I really really really like you and I can’t wait to see where this year takes us xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

B: Awwww baby you’re sweet xxx

B: You never heard of playing hard to get lol (kidding) xxx

V: Ahahahahaha shut up whore xxxxxxxxx

V: Aint gotta play hard to get when you already got me xxxxxxxxxx

But Brooke hadn’t been kidding, and her signal had been fine, and Vanessa’s messages had made her feel worse instead of better. She preferred the old Vanessa, the sexy and suggestive Vanessa who only wanted to fuck all the time and who wasn’t bothered about cuddling or hair-playing or anything like that. All of that scared Brooke. To her, that was what people in committed relationships did, and she wasn’t at the age where she wanted one of those. Or at least, she’d never had anything properly serious before and the prospect of it completely terrified her. Brooke squeezed her eyes shut and tried to focus on breathing deeply. There was no way any unpacking was getting done now, as the top priority was to stop herself spiralling.

Brooke could have lain there for five minutes or forty-five minutes (she had no idea), but soon enough she was jolted out of her reverie as the buzzer went off. She got up and went out into the hall to get it.

"Hello?”

“Brooke, that you? It’s Monet, Neens said I could come round?”

Brooke wanted to repeatedly bash her head against the doorframe. Why did she have to be surrounded by cuddling couples and adorable pet names at a time like this?

“Yeah, no worries! Come up.”

As Brooke held her finger down against the switch to let Monet in, Nina ran out from her bedroom. She’d obviously spent the time making an effort, and her huge mane of wavy blonde hair was half-up half-down in a topknot on her head, her face painted with just enough makeup to look a touch more glam than everyday. She was still in her sweatpants but had changed into a fresh pyjama top. It had Lady from Lady and The Tramp on it, and the slogan “BED HAIR”.

“Is it her? Is she here?” Nina breathed heavily, nudging past Brooke to look through the peephole. Brooke couldn’t help but laugh.

“You sound like the fucking Grim Reaper’s about to come up the stairs, not your girlfriend! Fucking chill,” Brooke spluttered, squeezing Nina round her middle. “It’ll be fine.”

“She’s not my girlfriend! Stop saying that! Oh Jesus, you can’t say that in front of her,” Nina turned to Brooke, mortified. “Do I look okay?”

“You look gorgeous, as always. Interesting outfit choice, though.”

“Well, I want her to think that I always look this good when I’m being a lazy slob around the flat,” Nina shrugged, suddenly tearing her gaze back to the peephole and leaping back from the door as if she’d been scalded. “Fuck! Shit! That’s her, go!"

"Go? Bitch, where?” Brooke burst out laughing, trying to sober up in the hallway as Nina opened the door to Monet, who threw her arms around the other girl and covered both her cheeks in kisses.

“Hey baby! Ugh, I missed you so much,” Monet smiled, Nina growing shy and red as the other girl tapped her on the nose. “Thanks for having me over. I got you flowers!”

Brooke only just noticed the bouquet of bright yellow sunflowers in Monet’s left hand, Nina’s eyes lighting up as they were thrust into her arms.

“Oh, wow! They’re so beautiful, thank you, honey!” Nina smiled, pulling the girl in for another hug.

“Sunflowers for my sunflower. Oh, hey Brooke!” Monet cried as she noticed Brooke, immediately striding towards her and flinging her arms around her in a friendly hug. “How were your holidays? How’s Vanjie?”

Brooke tried her very best to keep from letting her discomfort at the topic of conversation show on her face as she pulled away. “They were…are…both amazing, thanks girl! How were yours?”

“They were great. Glad to be away from my crazy family though. You know you get to a stage when you just can’t live with them a second longer or you’ll commit a mass murder?” Monet chatted away, turning to Nina for validation. Nina screwed up her face and laughed.

“Nah, I think you’re just a psychopath.”

“Mm, you love it though,” Monet smiled, shooting a wink at Nina that instantly rendered her speechless. Monet burst out into a laugh and Brooke tried not to roll her eyes. Why did everyone else seem to fall into their couples so easily? Why did nobody else seem to have doubts or fears? “Come on, let’s get these pizzas ordered. I think my stomach’s eating itself."

Brooke followed the two girls through to the living room, as Nina let Monet know that Scarlet and Yvie were round. Monet turned to Brooke as if she was about to say something, but Brooke watched as Nina grabbed Monet’s wrist and whispered something to her urgently, Monet nodding understandingly. Brooke got the feeling that she had been the subject of the comment.

"Hey Monet!” Yvie called, Monet going over to give Yvie and Scarlet a hug in turn as Nina put the flowers in water.

“Hey ladies! You part of the WaGs of Belford Road too, Scarlet?” Monet asked her, Scarlet laughing and smiling up at her.

“The fuck does WaGs mean, you calling my girlfriend a bitch?” Yvie asked jokingly, Monet sitting down on the sofa and stretching out her legs as if she was one of the flat’s tenants.

“Wives and girlfriends. Mainly used for footballers back in the day but we’re just ballers, I guess.”

“We’d have the full set if Vanj was here,” Scarlet smiled at Brooke, and suddenly yelped, Brooke not missing the dig in the ribs that Yvie gave her. She started to become concerned. Was she making it really obvious that something was wrong?

“Okay, pizza!” Nina suddenly clapped her hands together, making Brooke jump. She scrolled her phone after she sat next to Monet, who threw an arm over her shoulder and pulled her close. “We could get this deal? Cookies, wedges, chicken strippers and two pizzas for £25.99?"

"I’m not sure I’ll want cookies,” Scarlet mused, Brooke deciding she could really do with hitting the bong if only to fucking relax, and that now was as good a time as ever.

“You sure? Not even after this?” Brooke spoke up, holding out the bong and watching Scarlet reconsider.

“What pizzas are we getting?” Monet asked, Yvie instantly sighing the world-weary sigh of a put-upon flatmate. Monet raised a questioning eyebrow Nina’s way.

“Ugh, don’t. It’s a point of contention in this whole flat,” she began explaining. “Yvie likes pepperoni, but not any other meats. I only really like margherita or something chicken-y or vegetable-y. Brooke likes pineapple and olives-”

“Hold the fuck up,” Monet stopped Nina, whipping her head round to cast Brooke a judgemental glare that she almost missed, too busy tipping the weed out onto the gauze.

“That’s disgusting, Brooke,” Scarlet wrinkled her nose up, Brooke rolling her eyes as she searched for a lighter.

“Fucking hell, guys, it’s not a raw fucking sausage! It’s a bit of fruit and a bit of vegetable!” she sighed. Seeing her obvious distress, Monet produced a pink Bic from the pocket of her black jeans and held it out to her, Brooke taking it gratefully and striking up.

“…So you see the issue we have whenever we want a pizza in this flat,” Nina finished as the smoke hit the back of Brooke’s throat and she exhaled quicker than she would have liked, punctuating the whole thing with a cough and a splutter.

“Do you ever just get a half and half?” Scarlet asked innocently. Yvie squeezed her shoulder and laughed good-naturedly.

“Babe, I know you weren’t any good at Maths in high school, but there’s only two parts to a half."

"You like…pepperoni, right?” Nina narrowed her eyes as she tried to remember Monet’s favourite. The other girl responded by leaning in and kissing her cheek, smiling.

“Aww, Neens! You remembered,” Monet smiled, delighted. Yvie turned to Scarlet and frowned.

“Yours is…Hawaiian?”

Scarlet laughed. “Barbecue chicken. Monet, can we swap girlfriends?”

Brooke’s eyebrows flew up her forehead involuntarily as Nina completely froze, but Monet simply laughed back. “Sorry sweetie, this one’s mine. I can rent her out though. Five pounds an hour?”

“Eh, excuse me! I am actually here, you know?” Nina cried, seemingly much more relaxed now that Monet hadn’t freaked out at the label Scarlet had given them.

“Right, what fucking pizzas are we getting? The munchies are going to kick in in about twenty minutes so let’s go,” Brooke asked decisively, squeezing herself down beside Monet and Nina.

“Well, half and half both of them so that there’s four,” Monet suggested, gesturing to Yvie. “Me and Yvie like pepperoni, so let’s do half pepperoni, Neens if you like chickeny things then let’s have you sharing a barbecue chicken with Scarlet…we can make another half pineapple and olives for Brooke’s Satanic tastebuds and…that means we’ve got another half to play with.”

“Oh my God. Monet, can we keep you?” Yvie asked incredulously. “I think that’s the quickest we’ve ever decided on an order.”

“Let’s just make the last half margherita, then we can all have a bit,” Scarlet shrugged, Nina nodding and quickly ordering. Soon enough, the bong was getting passed round and the girls all settled into their respective seats lazily, the Wii soon getting fired up and many rounds of Mario Kart getting played. Eventually, it ended in a fierce battle between Yvie and Brooke.

“Oh, Christ!” Yvie groaned, Scarlet, Nina and Monet howling with laughter at Yvie’s dismay as she flew off the course. “I got a fucking mushroom and I used it…on a corner…like a squandering fucking toddler!”

“Eat shell dick, King Boo,” Brooke muttered, sending a blue shell with her right trigger as the buzzer to the flat went off.

“I’ll get it!” Monet cried excitedly, Nina getting slightly dislodged as she leapt off the sofa and ran through to the hall. As Monet returned with numerous boxes piled high on top of each other, Brooke sped across the finish line and cheered.

“You’re a fucking cheat,” Yvie scowled at her, pointing an accusatory finger her way. Brooke snorted a laugh.

“Hey! No fighting!” Nina chastised, ripping a box open to reveal a pizza with a curious variety of toppings.

“You’re my winner, boo,” Scarlet smiled at her girlfriend, Yvie instantly softening and kissing her on the cheek. Suddenly, four sets of phones went off and Scarlet checked hers first.

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: Alright hoes are we all back from home?

Okay Then: i’m still in Dubai sorry xoxo

Brooke’s Ford Transit Vanjie: Oo00oooh alright for some xoxo

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: Jeez Plastique that must be so hard for you, thoughts and prayers up xo

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: The reason I ask is because we at Antigua Road want a night outtt

Scarlet’s bitch: sorry guys we could not be further from a night out mood

mose: Yeah sorry ladies I am jetlagged as fuck

Kim Kardashian-West: Sorry girls :( Monet and Scarlet are round at ours though if anyone wants to join!!

Brooke’s stomach dropped as she remembered her lie to Vanjie. Shit.

“Nina, fuck,” Brooke said involuntarily, the other girls turning to her curiously.

“What did I do?”

The churning in Brooke’s stomach was back as if it had never left. She paused, looking back down at her phone. The chat had gone strangely quiet. Brooke bit at the skin on her thumb. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Yvie, ever the anti-bullshit merchant, narrowed her eyes at Brooke. “Are you okay, girl? You don’t seem so good today.”

Brooke was on the defense before she knew it. “I’m fine! I’m good!"

Before anyone else could say a thing, Brooke’s phone lit up. She was being phoned, and she didn’t have to look to see who it was.

Fuck.

Ignoring the rest of the girls, she walked out of the living room and into the hall, only answering her phone when she was safely in her own room. She took a deep breath before she spoke, keeping her tone deliberately, painfully, light.

"Hey boo!”

“Hey Brooke Lynn,” Vanessa’s voice was a similarly forced upbeat, but Brooke’s heart sank at the upset behind it. “Um, I’m just…I’m a little confused.”

“Okay, what’s up?” Brooke asked lightly, growing more convinced by the second that she was developing a stomach ulcer.

“So, uh…I thought you guys were having a girls’ night, and then Nina said that Monet and Scarlet were over…you know, it just seems a bit like the others have their girls round?” Vanessa questioned, her voice measured and calm and small and making Brooke feel like a massive dick.

“Yeah, no, uh…” she began, not really knowing how she was going to excuse herself. “I mean, no, I thought that too until I realised Yvie had Scarlet round and then Nina told me Monet was coming…just one of those things, you know? I mean I’d thought it was just a flat night too.”

“Right, sure,” Vanessa’s voice was understanding, and Brooke’s heart felt sore. She suddenly remembered something Vanessa had said.

“Besides, Monet and Nina aren’t together. It’s only Yvie and Scarlet that are girlfriends."

Brooke heard the hiss of a sigh come from the other end of the line. ”Brooke, can I ask you a question?“

"Sure.”

“Are we okay? You know, what we’ve got goin’ on. Are you still happy?”

Brooke’s stomach dropped to the floor. She had the smallest possible time gap to confront all the feelings she’d been trying to push to the back of her mind, and it was an impossible task. All day her stomach had been in knots at the thought of seeing Vanessa, but now that she was faced with the prospect of losing her she found herself panicking. She still liked Vanessa. Everything was just so new and different. She had to articulate that to her.

“Yeah, of course, definitely,” Brooke began, the audible sigh of relief on the other end of the line making guilt stab at her heart. “It’s just…everything’s so fresh, you know? I just want to take things as slow as we can. I like how we are, and I don’t want anything to change anytime soon.”

“Okay. No, don’t worry, I get it. I get it, and I don’t want to mess up either. So I’m happy to do whatever you want,” Vanessa said, her tone more cheerful now.

“I’m sorry if I freaked you out. Do you, uh. Do you still want to come round?”

“Nah, don’t worry, baby. I think us three are still gonna go out, so sorry in advance if I phone you at three in the morning.”

Maybe it was because she hadn’t seen Vanessa in a while, Brooke comforted herself, her heart swelling at the smile she could hear in her voice. Once they were together again and Vanessa would wind her up and they would kiss all rough and hot the way Brooke liked, then things would be better.

Enthused by her new-found optimism, Brooke found herself smiling. “Thanks for the warning. I’ll make sure my phone’s turned off.”

“Bitch. Cut that attitude or you won’t get any cute photos of my outfit.”

Brooke felt a heat curl in her stomach. “I’m more interested in what’s under the outfit, to be honest.”

“You’re a nasty fuckin’ whore. You might get somethin’ if you’re lucky. Okay, I gotta go, but I’ll see you soon, yeah?"

"Yeah, soon. Have a good night, stay safe,” Brooke signed off, relaxing slightly on her bed.

“I will. Bye, boo.”

“Bye.”

Brooke hung up, laying her head against the pillow and breathing out gently. Things were okay. She’d just had a wobble. She still liked Vanjie. They would be fine.

Before she could contemplate any more, her bedroom door burst open to reveal Yvie who marched in and perched herself on the end of the bed.

“Would a knock kill you?” Brooke rolled her eyes, too drained to be properly annoyed.

“Okay, talk to me,” Yvie demanded, her eyes full of concern. “You’re not fine. What’s up?”

Brooke knew she couldn’t lie to either of her flatmates, least of all Yvie. She groaned, unwilling to think any more about the situation but being forced to anyway. “Okay, it’s honestly nothing.”

Yvie said nothing, instead continuing to look at her, worry covering her face.

“When you began seeing Scarlet,” Brooke began unsteadily. “Did you ever…you know. Have second thoughts? Or any doubts or anything?”

“Absolutely fucking not,” Yvie said instantly, frowning. “But I know where this is going.”

Brooke’s stomach gave a spasm, instantly feeling the guilt seep through her again. “I feel so shit…and I’m sure it’s just a blip because I’ve not seen her in ages. But everything’s just getting too intense too quickly, you know? I’m happy just chilling with Vanessa, but I feel like she wants a girlfriend and I’m not ready for all that just yet. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Actually I don’t know if I thought I would be or not. The whole thing’s fucking with my head.”

Yvie sat and listened to her ramble on, then when she was sure she was finished she reached forward and took her hand. “Okay. First thing is, you’re completely valid. Everyone gets second thoughts about a potential relationship at one stage or another.”

“You’ve literally just said you haven’t.”

“Ignore that. Do as I say, not as I do, or..whatever. It’s a big commitment, and it’s easy to freak out. But I would just remember…” Yvie began, her face becoming pained as she looked right in Brooke’s eyes. “…how long you liked Vanjie for. How many times you were so close to telling her you liked her, and how many times you shat out. How fuckin’ happy you must have been when you kissed for the first time or when you told each other you liked each other. Fuck knows when Scarlet told me she felt the same way as I did, my brain produced the most sorotonin that’s ever been in my body in my entire life. Like, if you think you want to end things with Vanj, that’s fine. But you need to be honest with her, girl.”

Brooke remembered the day she’d finally been brave enough to kiss Vanessa and how her mind had completely short-circuited as their lips made contact. She remembered how wanted Vanessa had made her feel the first time they’d slept with each other, and the complete euphoria Brooke had felt when Vanessa told her she liked her back. All of those memories just made her feel more guilty at the fact that she felt more worried about the prospect of seeing Vanessa than excited. Remembering her internal pep-talk from earlier, Brooke shrugged.

“I know. I’m being an idiot. And I don’t want to end things with her, that’s stupid. It’s probably all the time we spent apart, right? Like I’ll probably see her and it’ll all fall back into place and I’ll feel just like I felt before the holidays again.”

“Absolutely,” Yvie smiled a little as she reassured her. Letting go of her hand, she patted Brooke’s leg. “You good?”

Brooke didn’t allow herself to think too much about it. “Yeah. Thanks for the pep talk.”

“Come on, then. There’s pizza that needs eating.”

As Brooke rose from the bed and followed Yvie to the door, she felt struck by a sudden dread. “Yvie?”

The other girl turned around and looked at her expectantly.

“Would you mind if we just kept this conversation between ourselves?”

Yvie nodded reassuringly and held the door open for Brooke, Brooke walking through it quickly and reassuring herself with exactly the same words as she’d done before. Things were okay. She’d just had a wobble. She still liked Vanjie. They would be fine.

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hey, I hope this isn't too personal that it makes uncomfortable,but I'm kind of starting to learn about my sexuality and knowing that you're asexual I was just wondering how you figured it out, u know that ur asexual, and this might be the stupidest/longest question you've aver got but like if you fell in love with someone does things change and how did you deal with it?

No! It doesn’t make me uncomfortable at all. I know how tough it can be trying to figure things out and having someone tell about their own experiences can really help. This answer may end up being a little rambly (figuring stuff out was confusing for me and took years). This answer is long, so I hope it’ll help you.

If you have any questions, message me. I don’t mind talking about it :)

Basically, I never really questioned my sexuality at first. I grew up in a very open-minded household (my mum’s bisexual herself) and I always figured that I’d fall in love with whoever I fell in love with. If it was a girl, then it was a girl. If it was a guy, it was a guy. I never really experienced sexual feelings towards anyone, but I did like the idea of romance and intimacy (still do) so I figured it would come later when I met the right person. Sex was always taught to me by my parents and school as a natural thing that everyone will engage in and that you’ll start feeling those desires when you’re older. For me, I thought sex was weird (the idea of actually doing it or people actually having done it kinda seemed very weird to me), but it still interested me and I liked reading smut fics and having private me time ;)

When I had my first serious crush at 16/17 however, things got... complicated. He was a friend of mine from school and we began hanging out more during a school trip to America, at which point I began to slowly realise I kinda fancied him. However, even though I wanted to hang out with him and be with him and touch him (hold hands, etc.) and kiss him, I never thought about him in a sexual way (I tried once but had to stop after five seconds because... no). At that point, I had started to learn more about lgbt+ stuff (although my country is accepting, they can do a lot better in terms of education. basically all our sex ed was about heterosexual sex with one a few lose comments along the lines of “sometimes girls like girls and guys like guys” but nothing more in depth than that. The joke was mainly that you didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant.)

Nothing ever happened between me and the guy (we went on a double date once and flirted a little, but we were both too shy to do anything, and right now I’m kinda glad, seeing as I didn’t know I was asexual yet and having a romantic relationship would have made that whole thing so much more difficult), but it got me to question my sexuality, especially because I realised that even though I liked girls and thought they were beautiful and had strange feelings sometimes, I never wanted to have sex with them, but neither did I want to have sex with guys, making me question if I was bi again (which I am) (also, at this point, people kinda started thinking I was gay (friends and family), so that got me thinking too).

At this point, I knew about the asexual label, but I didn’t fully understand it (there was a lot of ace discourse happening back then, which didn’t help at all with making me feel like I was experiencing a normal thing). Having always been taught sex=love=sex, I thought that if you were ace you couldn’t have a relationship with anyone and would never be able to love anyone. I really did not want to be asexual, not wanting to die alone. Now, I know this is, of course, complete bullshit, but I was still figuring stuff out. I did find the gray ace label at that point, which offered me a bit more freedom, so I adopted that privately when I started university two years later, though I never came out to anyone.

At uni I came into contact with other lgbt+ people and we had a lot more academic discussions about gender and sexuality too, which made me question a lot of stuff again. I did more research on both gray ace and asexuality, and got more confident with the gray-ace label. On a holiday to London with one of my closest friends, I came out to them, and we talked and while she didn’t understand it, it did help me think about it more. That was the summer before my third year of university, which I would spend abroad in Edinburgh. Before leaving, I did more research on asexuality and got a more thorough understanding, and finally realised that maybe asexual described me better, so I adopted that label for my exchange year. There, I also didn’t come out, but I did more research and used the label privately for myself for half a year, before I finally came out to @chut-je-dors when I was certain it fitted me. I talked with her about asexuality and she kinda understood. That’s when I fully realised and accepted I was asexual.

Coming home that summer, I told my mum, who started to learn more about it too and then my step-dad. Then, last spring I accepted I was bi too, and that’s kinda where I’m at right now. I’m “out” in the sense that if anyone were to ask about my love life or sexuality, I would tell them, but because I’m generally quite private, I haven’t really told anyone else yet.

I’m sorry if this was rambly and i don’t know if any of what I told you will help in anyway, but basically, for me, it was a relatively long journey. I was lucky to grow up in an accepting environment, but still the lack of information and the negativity around asexuality really did not help me accept myself. I still struggle with it sometimes, but now I do like being asexual. I wouldn’t want to change it. It’s just who I am and I don’t miss it.

I did a lot of research on the internet (AVEN is a great resource, as well as youtube videos), and talked about it with people who I could trust, even if they didn’t know anything about asexuality themselves. But yeah, I really didn’t know I was asexual until I was 21 and even then, I didn’t fully accept myself completely until quite recently at 22/23. University was especially a struggle at times, because of certain courses I took where this kinda stuff around my sexuality came up, but it forced me to really look within myself and analyse myself and listen to what exactly i wanted, both in a relationship and sexually.

The important thing to keep in mind is that asexuality is a broad umbrella term and everyone’s experiences are different. People’s attitudes to sex are different, as well as if they still want a romantic relationship (I do, though I only experience romantic feelings for someone I have an emotional connection with) or not. Also, some things that you may be taught are sexual, aren’t necessarily that. I’m a very sensual person when it comes to romantic relationships and I love intimacy and closeness and touching, but actual sex is a big no for me (though I’m open for negotiations, as I may have forms of sex to satisfy my partner and for closeness with them, but it’s about intimacy, not sex. I can get it through other ways too). This means that my experience of sex is different from others, even if the act itself is similar. Lots of ace people also have kinks for example, but it’s about emotional trust and connection (or something else), rather than sex itself.

In terms of romantic relationships... I’ve only ever really wanted to date one guy and I didn’t. However, being in love didn’t change anything for me. I still liked him romantically, and I still see people who I fancy romantically or sensually or aesthetically. It’s just that I don’t want to have sex with them. However, as I’m quite neutral about sex, I’d be able to negotiate something with my partner if they want, but this depends on the partner as well as personal boundaries, which differ from person to person. Also, I didn’t really feel like dating anyone until last summer, because that’s when I figured out what kind of relationship I want. Now that I know who I am and what I want, i’m more comfortable putting myself out there and getting a romantic partner.

Asexuality can be rather frustrating when it comes to dating, however. It makes it a bit more complicated, because you have to be sure you’re compatible in bed as well. That doesn’t mean you can only date ace people when you’re ace, but it requires good communication. However, anyone should probably have good communication with their partners, so to a certain degree, I’d say it’s better because it forced you to do this. The important thing is to know what you want and what your boundaries are. But really, in terms of feelings towards another person, it’s not that different. I just don’t want to have sex with them, but I still want to be with them and do all the other stuff couples do. Sex is not a requirement for a good and healthy relationship :)

Aside from this, I had some very ace moments of walking with my friends in the streets and not noticing cute guys, because it’s not what I’m thinking about, or feeling weird when people bring up their crushes or sex life, because it seems so foreign and strange. Sometimes the idea that people actually have sex is still a bit weird to me. I just don’t have that desire with other people.

Anyway, I hope this someone helped you, at least a little bit. If you wanna talk more, please don’t be afraid to message me. Figuring out your sexuality can be lonely and I sure wish I had someone to talk about it back when I was first questioning myself. Just take your time and don’t worry too much. Stuff will make sense eventually.

#asexuality #personal #answered

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smellycinnamonthundahfudge · 5 years ago

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Home for the Holidays

my suuuuppeerrrr late @spideychellesecretsanta gift for @spiders-n aaacckkkkkk ya deserved a much better secret santa than me hahahuhu. belated merry christmas and i hope you find something from this fic eeekkk

btw i suggest listening to Christmas Without You by OneRepublic for maximum impact hahaha

I’ll leave the entire fic under the cut so that it’s a true secret surprise gift like it’s wrapped up n sht so u dont know what ur getting hahaha

It was the first year of Peter and MJ’s relationship, their first holiday as a couple, and they were spending it thousands of miles away from each other.

It'd been so long since they were last together; actually see each other face to face and feel the other’s presence, just hang out comfortably knowing the other was there. Months of no physical contact or talking to each other in person and there just seemed to be no end in sight. MJ always was a realistic pessimist, but her current holiday blues loneliness had her leaning more towards her pessimistic side.

They were still together in other ways, of course; facetime and calls, there was even a hologram there at one point, the time MJ went to Stark Industries. But they mostly just texted each other every day, even if it was just funny memes or stickers or gifs, just to let the other know they were there. No matter what shape or form it took, they were still there for each other; that much they knew.

But it was the holidays… and like the cliche goes, those were always rough.

MJ didn't necessarily feel that way before. The free time allowed her to read all she wanted with nothing getting in her way. No school, no requirements or responsibilities, just her, her book collection, and the almost fort-like structure that had morphed from the pillows and blankets in her bed’s staycation mode. Paradise.

But then she got to know a certain spider dork. And then she got to be in a relationship with said dork and then life said screw them and decided they were to be separated for an uncertain amount of time. It didn’t help that Christmas cheer and joy and spirit and family and togetherness was literally all around MJ just constantly reminding her how she could have and should be having all that action right now and yet wasn’t.

So yeah, MJ was now just like the majority of the sad lonely sacks during the holidays. Of all the ways she could have been a part of the norm, this one had to be the worst, she thought.

She thought about getting up from her warmed up (from her body heat for lying there so long) spot but then she psyched herself out of it and just remained there, burying her head face first on her pillow.

"This holiday sucks," she grumbly said to no one muffled by the pillow on her face.

It was then that she decided she couldn’t hold back any longer. She was trying so hard not to bum Peter out with their distance (it's been tough on him enough, feeling guilty that his 2nd life was the reason all of this was happening anyways) but goddamn it she missed the guy. She was just going to tell the truth, even if it hurt.

MJ finally got up from her spot and grabbed her phone from whatever blanket it inevitably found itself buried amidst in. She found herself fumbling with her phone's keyboard just having a staring contest with Peter's dumb cute profile pic until she finally decided on what she was going to say, settling on a quick brief concise "i miss you. wished you were here" and pressing send before she could talk herself out of doing it.

MJ then immediately switched off her phone and decided to take a long awaiting shower to buy herself time before having to face Peter’s reply.

She turned on the shower, hoping that it would wash away the nerves she was feeling right now and remarked once again, with a sigh, "This holiday sucks," and proceeded to keep busy with cleaning herself and keep her mind off her holiday loneliness blues (and the certain spider dork who was causing them).

MJ was eventually as clean as she could possibly be and once she got out the bathroom and grabbed her phone, she saw that in casual Peter Parker texting fashion, Peter remarked MJ’s exact same sentiments just more intensely and using a hell of a lot more exclamation points and gifs.

"I'VE BEEN MISSING YOU SO MUCH TOO!!!" he replied alongside a sad panda gif and a bear hug gif.

MJ decided to take a walk after her shower and seeing Peter's reply. It did manage to make her smile just from how Peter his reply was, but it ultimately just made her miss the dork even more so, left her thinking how she could have been seeing that same dorky excited energy in person instead.

MJ left the house in the hopes that something outside would keep her mind occupied and so far, it wasn't. She didn't even have a particular destination in mind, she just kept walking and walking but somehow she found herself a street away from Delmar's. She scoffed and let out an exasperated sigh, looking up at the sky, and said "Of course."

Since she was already there and it was getting chilly, she thought she might as well buy something to keep her stomach warm.

She entered the store and saw a Middle Eastern man manning the cashier but reading a newspaper. Slim pickings it seemed; looked like he was the only other person in the store. Then again, it was Christmas Eve. Most people were probably with their families by now. “This holiday sucks,” MJ tiredly repeated, it beginning to be her holiday mantra.

MJ looked around the store for something hot for her stomach to no avail so she headed to the cashier. “Any chance the best sandwich place in Queens makes a decent cup of hot chocolate? Or coffee?”

“Who you kidding?” asked the man then turning around to turn on the coffee maker.

“Thanks” MJ replied with a quick smile and nod. She then noticed a cat on the other counter and fondly remembered Peter talking about said cat to her.

“Hey Murph,” MJ said as she pet the currently sleeping curled up furry feline.

“Oh, you know Murph?” the man asked, handing MJ her cup of coffee. “3 dollars.”

“Yeah, I’m a friend of Peter Parker. He loves this place,” MJ answered, paying for her coffee as well.

Mr. Delmar smiles, “Aahh you must be MJ then. Peter talked about you too. Paris, ear phone splitter, glass flower necklace, kid couldn’t shut up bout his Plan.”

MJ snickers and shakes her head, “Yup sounds just like him.” She sighs and then her demeanor saddens which Mr. Delmar notices.

“How is he by the way? I haven’t seen him around here for months and Spider-man isn’t showing up on the news anymore.”

“He’s good, mostly restless cause he’s just been laying low. But yeah actually, I haven’t seen him in person for months either.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It’s fine, at least he’s safer that way. And it’s just until he’s not a target anymore, so-”

“And how long do you think that will be?”

“We don’t know…” MJ replies, looking away.

“Oh,” was all Mr. Delmar could reply, a sad silence ensuing after he does.

MJ fakes a happier tone and bids her goodbye “Well, thanks for the coffee, Mr. Delmar. Have a merry Christmas,” she says managing to pull a tired smile on her face before heading to the door.

“Hey,” Mr. Delmar calls out to MJ stopping her in her tracks. “He’s a good kid; saved me and this little guy here from a fire. People are going to see that.”

MJ looks down then looks back to Mr. Delmar and replies “I hope so. Thanks again, Mr. Delmar, Merry Christmas to you and your family.” Then MJ waves goodbye and leaves the store.

As soon as MJ left the store, she immediately notices how the outside’s changed. It’s snowing.

She looks up at the sky and even thinks to herself how beautiful it all was. But she just felt sad and cold and alone.

She sighs and realizes it was probably time to come home before she freezes to death, wrapping herself tighter and taking a big gulp from her coffee.

She starts walking and with every step, she feels herself start to transition from being sad to feeling pissed.

She’s pissed she’s walking home alone at Christmas eve, she’s pissed she’s freezing, she’s pissed Peter wasn’t here with her, and right now she’s pissed that she can’t even enjoy all this beautiful looking snow and all she could focus on was the fact it was just making it harder for her to go home and not to mention, it was starting to soak her shoes.

She sees a pile of snow that must have been shoveled there and decided to let out some steam. She heads to the pile and starts kicking and stomping.

“This. Is. The Worst. Holiday. EVER!!” she frustratingly says kicking and stomping at the pile when a guy dressed all in black with a mask approaches MJ.

“Excuse me, miss?” the guys asks with a thick British accent, while MJ was mid-stomp, making her turn around, still infuriated, shout “WHAT?!” at him and aggressively step on his foot.

“OW! Oh my god why didn’t I see that coming,” the guy now lost his accent and was now balancing himself on one foot while massaging the one MJ step on.

“Peter?!?” MJ had her jaw dropped and her eyebrows knotted.

“Oh shit-” Peter said, then correcting himself “I mean-” Peter coughs. “I don’t know who Peter is, Miss, I’m the British superhero Night Monkey on a covert mission here in New York, yeah? You must have mistaken me for someone else,” Peter says with his thick British accent yet again.

Of all the ways Peter and MJ could have met after months of zero in person contact, this had to have been the worst timing and dumbest of them all. MJ let out a big brash outspoken laugh. This was so freaking ridiculous. Peter was so ridiculous. MJ missed him so much.

MJ was still laughing and Peter couldn’t help but be a teensy bit concerned, “Miss, are you alright?”

MJ finally stops cackling and sighs, deciding to play along with Peter’s antics. “Yes, I’m fine, Night Monkey,” emphasizing Peter’s other superhero name, only as to point out how ridiculous this whole thing was.

“I was just remembering my stupid boyfriend,” MJ explained, shrugging off his question all nonchalantly, playing along with this whole charade.

Peter perks up and proceeds to immediately banter with his girlfriend who he hasn’t seen for months. “Oooohhh, you have a boyfriend, Miss? I bet you must miss him a lot, don’t you?” Peter playfully asks, crossing his arms, smiling underneath his mask, a confident swagger in his stance because he knows he’s gonna hear MJ make fun of him in person again.

But, MJ sighs. She was staring at who she was pretty sure was the love of her life and looking at them from the outside, a long-awaited reunion in the snow at Christmas Eve in New York, even if said love of her life was currently faking a British accent and wearing an all black head to toe superhero costume (she couldn’t even see his face). MJ swears she’s probably never seen anything as beautiful in her life.

So MJ doesn’t make fun of Peter, she just can’t. She answers his question honestly.

“You have no idea,” MJ says then almost tackles Peter with the tightest hug she’s probably ever given.

Peter gets whiplash that MJ didn’t make fun of him and from how tight she was hugging him right now. “Whoa hey, are you sure you’re okay?” Peter asks, not even bothering to put on the accent anymore and was just genuinely concerned, hugging MJ back and caressing her back.

MJ laughs again, “I should be asking you that. Sorry I stepped on your foot.”

Peter chuckles too, “It’s fine; been through worse.”

MJ sighs and admits “I’ve really missed you, Peter. Like, more than I thought was possible.”

She hugs Peter tighter and in the freezing conditions where they were, she felt like she could melt.

Peter looks around them for cameras or any other people and sees none so he decides to remove his mask and so he could just feel her heat and presence on his skin.

“I’ve missed you so much too.”

Peter breaks away from the hug so he can finally actually see MJ with his own eyes. “Sorry I don’t have a gift. I just wasn’t able to buy anything, fugitive and all.”

MJ shakes her head “It’s fine. I didn’t get you anything either,” MJ admits which Peter thinks isn’t actually that big a deal but he wants to make fun of it so he shows a faux exaggerated shock in his expression and MJ laughs.

“I didn’t know you were coming! And I didn’t know where you were, so why would I buy a gift if I couldn’t even get it to you?” MJ defends herself and Peter just laughs.

“Yeah yeah okay, MJ, whatever you say,” Peter mocks and MJ laughs which just makes Peter laugh along with her too.

Once they actually stop giggling like idiots, MJ speaks “Some couple are we, huh? This is turning out to be a really great first Christmas as a couple.”

Peter chuckles and shakes his head in agreement “Yeah… Oh wait MJ, hey do you see that?”

“See what?” MJ looks at the direction Peter’s pointing and sees him pointing in the direction of some trees near them.

“Isn’t that like a mistletoe tree?” Peter asks and MJ almost snorts at the boy’s subtlety.

“I’m not sure mistletoes have trees, Peter.”

“Oh, well, I think we should kiss just to be sure. You know?”

“Right, right wouldn’t want to get arrested by Christmas police.”

“Wouldn’t that be Santa’s elves?”

“Just kiss me already, Peter.”

“Right, yeah okay.”

But as Peter leans in to kiss her, MJ, biting her lip just lastly says “Hey Peter.”

“Yeah?” Peter stops his leaning in his tracks.

“I love you,” MJ says, wearing her happiness on her sleeve.

And Peter beams, without skipping a beat, replies “I love you too, MJ.”

And MJ doesn’t bother letting Peter finish his lean and just meets Peter halfway, finally kissing him again for the first time in months.

Peter and MJ break away from their kiss and MJ hugs Peter again and breathes him in, just trying to have the feel of him come back to her again. “I’m really glad you’re home, Peter.”

“Me too, MJ,” Peter buries himself further on her neck.

“I’m glad you’re here, so I could do-” MJ quickly leans down, grabs a handful of snow from the ground and “this!” hits Peter headfirst then runs away giggling. She’s really really missed having Peter around her.

“Oh come on, MJ,” Peter shouts to the running MJ, wiping the snow off his face.

“Come on, Night Monkey (she was gonna make fun of the ridiculous name every chance she could get), you knew I was going to make fun of you eventually. It just came sooner rather than later,” MJ said facing Peter while walking backwards still trying to get as far away as she could.

Peter merely laughs exasperated. Man, did he love this girl.

“You really shouldn’t start fights you can’t finish, MJ,” Then Peter puts his mask back on and begins chasing after MJ who then turns and starts running away again.

They wind up in a snowball fight as the dumb idiots in love that they are. Peter throwing snowballs that don’t really reach her cause he doesn’t want to use his full strength and MJ throwing snowballs at him to slow him down but all of which are pointless because Peter inevitably reaches MJ and ends up tackling her until they both slip and wind up falling down on the snow on the ground.

They’re now both just lying on the snow tangled together and giggling like idiots. Peter broke MJ’s fall so MJ was lying on top of him.

MJ removes Peter’s mask and just smiles at him, looking him in the eyes, and says “Merry Christmas, Peter.”

Peter smiles back and with a look of just pure awe struck adoration, says “Merry Christmas, MJ,” wiping away the snow that’s gotten on her face.

MJ then grins and leans down to kiss Peter again, Peter meeting her halfway up to kiss her too, and as they make out, lying together in the snow, freezing with nothing but each other to keep themselves warm, MJ thinks to herself that this may not have been such a bad holiday after all.

THE END.

ommggg okkokok this is like really weird. it’s the first fic i’ve written since spideychelle month so aghk im pretty sure it’s all over the place. it feels pretty unnecessarily long maybe, and i feel like mj’s acting ooc. aghk. also, this was originally supposed to be a longer fic (yes, even longer than this my ghods what was i thinking haha) that had more of the stuff from your wishlist

the general idea was that peter and mj would be apart for a long time and meet each other in time for christmas like what happens here. but, there’d be a thing where they met at avengers hq where ironfam was currently chilling. but then i couldn’t decide whether i’d follow canon or not plus the idea just felt bigger than i could tackle so heerreee. i hope i’m not too late and i haven’t totally disappointed yaa. and omg we got each other. i had an inkling cus i noticed that what you added was similar to mine heh. (or is this just how secret santa works? 2 pips exchange? no idea hahahha)

merry christmas even tho it’s the new decade already and i just wanna thank u ahead of time for what you wrote. i haven’t read it yet cus i feel guilty over not having written yet i got a gift so whaaaaaaaa. hope ya got something from this. happy holidays, man

#SpideychelleSecretSanta2k19 #spideychelle #spideychelle is canon bitches #<3 #michelle jones #peter parker

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queenmorgawse · 5 years ago

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loving you is my gift tonight

missgoneril : there’s so much going on in that pic i don’t even know where to start fearthedeer : you gotta be more specific. is it dima? his parents in a two-person sweater?? the piglet in a fluffy hat they put on the armchair??? missgoneril : i missgoneril : the holy kingdom of faerghus has actually been on crack this whole time, in this essay i will -

or, some good old-fashioned holidays fluff ft. dimiclaude in modern fodlan.

READ ON AO3.

The envelope arrives a week or so before Saint Cichol’s Day. It’s made of creamy, off-white paper and sealed with an actual wax seal bearing the griffin knight of Faerghus, because royals apparently have to be extra even with something as mundane as sending holiday cards.

It’s actually addressed to Claude’s mother ( President Juliette von Riegan, the envelope reads in elegant, swirling script), but as First Son of the Leicester Alliance, Claude considers himself plenty qualified to snatch it up from the pile of holidays-related mail and whisk it off to his room.

He flops down onto his bed before breaking open the seal. The card inside is just as fancy as the exterior, done up in dark blue and silver highlights, and it’s the funniest thing Claude’s seen all week.

Now, the Faerghan royal family has been sending Saint Cichol’s cards to the von Riegans since the beginning of his mother’s presidency, so this is nothing out of the ordinary. It also doesn’t say anything special, besides Merry Saint Cichol’s day & best wishes from House Blaiddyd in embossed letters.

What is new, however, is that this time, it doesn’t have one of the Blaiddyds’ formal state portraits front and center. Sure enough, King Lambert and Queen Patricia are posing, flashing toothpaste-ad-worthy smiles at the camera, but there the resemblance comes to a brutal stop.

The photo features Dimitri, clad in possibly the gaudiest holiday sweater Claude’s ever seen. As per ugly sweater tradition, it sports an unholy amount of red and green, but nothing can dethrone the roaring lion’s head emblazoned over Dimitri’s torso, myriads of multicolored lights haphazardly sewn into its mane.

And he still manages to look like Prince Charming straight out of a collector’s edition of Fódlan’s Fables, because Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd is unfairly photogenic like that.

Seiros, life is unfair. Or maybe it isn't, because it’s given him a boyfriend who miraculously still looks good while looking like he’s been hit and run over by a garlands-filled truck.

Because he’s the most loyal best friend anyone could ask for, Claude sits up, holds the card to the lamp on his bedside table, snaps a picture and sends it to Hilda. Her reply is almost instantaneous.

missgoneril : there’s so much going on in that pic i don’t even know where to start

fearthedeer : you gotta be more specific. is it dima? his parents in a two-person sweater?? the piglet in a fluffy hat they put on the armchair???

missgoneril : i

missgoneril : the holy kingdom of faerghus has actually been on crack this whole time, in this essay i will -

fearthedeer : LMAO

fearthedeer : fr tho i think it’s sweet

missgoneril : you have them rose-tinted glasses ON i see

fearthedeer : bold words coming from miss hilda ‘do you think dimitri’s hot blonde bodyguard will text me back?’ goneril

You can no longer send direct messages to this person.

Claude snorts and taps out of the conversation. Not a week goes by that Hilda doesn’t block him at least once. Whatever the reason - from posting their kindergarten playdates pictures on the Golden Deer group chat to that time he jokingly hit on her brother -, she always ends up unblocking him within the hour.

In the meantime, there’s someone else he wants to talk to. Claude flips to the second topmost conversation on his phone, lays back and starts typing.

fearthedeer : on ur way to light up all of fhirdiad by urself i see

hrhdima : I take it you’ve received our holidays well-wishes.

fearthedeer : it’s the BEST how did you not tell me about this before

hrhdima : Mother and Father wanted a ‘fun’ photo to go with our usual ones. I didn’t know they would actually use it for anything official.

fearthedeer : give whoever made that decision a raise bc they just made my entire week

hrhdima : You don’t think it’s silly?

fearthedeer : well.

fearthedeer : yes i do

fearthedeer : it’s definitely dorky

fearthedeer : but since it has you in it it’s dorky cute

fearthedeer : why are u not saying anything

fearthedeer : i told u u gotta learn to accept a compliment!!

hrhdima : Thank you, my dear. I had to take a few moments to compose myself.

fearthedeer : SEIROS

fearthedeer : HOW ARE YOU SO FUCKING ADORABLE 😭

hrhdima : 😳😳

fearthedeer : if i were here you BET i’d be kissing your cheeks

fearthedeer : but alas, the day’s just started for ur local first son

hrhdima : What’s the first thing on the list?

fearthedeer : visiting a kids’ hospital i’m pretty sure! hilda and i have some Clownery planned so i sure hope they’ll laugh

hrhdima : I’m sure they will. If you end up filming, I’d love to see it.

fearthedeer : eager to see me embarrass myself huh

hrhdima : Claude! Of course not!

fearthedeer : flames, i was kidding!! of course i’ll send u the vid!

hrhdima : Oh.

hrhdima : Good luck with...the clownery?

fearthedeer : thanks, good luck with what you have to do too <3

hrhdima : Thank you. Speaking of which, can I call you later? Ingrid’s banging down my door about the holidays address right now.

fearthedeer : sure!! have fun at rehearsal, romance that sweet sweet mic for me 😘😘

hrhdima : Claude, please.

fearthedeer : u love me

hrhdima : I do.

hrhdima : I wish we could see each other more, especially at this time of the year. I miss you a great deal.

fearthedeer : wtf you can’t just say stuff like that

hrhdima : We’re quite literally dating.

fearthedeer : STILL

fearthedeer : anyway don’t you worry your pretty royal head over it

fearthedeer : it’s time for a secret scheme >:)

hrhdima : Claude. What does this mean.

fearthedeer : ;)

hrhdima has sent a vocal message.

Hi Claude, this is Ingrid. Sorry for interrupting you guys, but Dimitri has an address to practice, so I had to take his phone away for the time being. Will give it back when he’s done. Say hello to Hilda for me!

fearthedeer : dedue wouldn’t do this to me

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missgoneril : SWEET BABY SEIROS SHE SAID WHAT

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“...And with that, my dear citizens, all that's left for me to do is wish you a Merry Saint Cichol's day. Hold your loved ones close, so that they might share the holidays' cheers with you. I know I will.”

Dimitri flashes the camera another bright smile before the operator signals to him that they're done filming. From the treshold, Sylvain gives him a thumbs-up, and Dedue an approving nod. Only then does Dimitri allow himself to relax, shoulders slumping ever so slightly.

It isn't the address that bothers him, nor the ever-present fear of slipping up in front of millions of Faerghus citizens on live television. He's been groomed in protocol for public appearances, virtual or not, since he was old enough to walk. No, it's the creeping realization that, year after year, he gives a little more time to the people, and keeps a little less to himself.

It's selfish, which is precisely why Dimitri's only vaguely mentioned it even to his closest friends. They'd whisk him off to some holiday destination at the speed of light if he asked, he knows, but it doesn't feel right to shirk his duties — even though Sylvain wouldn't call it shirking, only giving himself a well-deserved break.

After a few minutes of idle chatter with the camera crew - Dimitri's made it a habit to try and get to know everyone he works with, to the point he can now ask after some of the operators' children by name -, he finally steps out of the royal office requisitioned for the occasion. When he idly checks his phone, the screen flashes with half a dozen notifications : a picture of Felix and Ingrid on St Cichol's shopping (presumably for Glenn), some last minute recommendations from both his father and Duke Fraldarius, and…

fearthedeer : hey hey hey

fearthedeer : dima

fearthedeer : u should go get some fresh air 😜

fearthedeer : (front gate. hurry!!!)

fearthedeer : i see u typing. why don’t u walk faster instead

Dimitri picks up the pace, until he’s almost flying past the castle’s front gates and into the main courtyard. At first, nothing seems more out of the ordinary : the gatekeepers even shoot him perplexed looks as their crown prince stares out, half disheveled, at the snow-covered cobblestones.

Then a nondescript black cab pulls up, somehow unbothered by security checks, and everything suddenly pieces itself together.

Dimitri’s down the staircase before anyone can stop him, right as the cab’s door open and a silhouette clad in a vibrant yellow sweater steps out. Claude’s barely finished handing the driver a tip when Dimitri comes to a brutal stop just a few steps from him, heart beating wildly against his ribcage.

They exchange pictures pretty much everyday, but there’s an inherent brilliance to Claude a screen can’t capture. It’s something, Dimitri thinks, in the way his smile blooms first over his lips then reaches all the way to his eyes. Every time, it’s like watching the sun rise.

Claude opens his arms. Wordlessly, Dimitri lets himself be drawn into his embrace, curls around him and breathes in the fresh scent of pine needles.

Eventually, he finds it in himself to step back. His hands stay firmly planted on Claude’s shoulders, grounding himself in the other’s presence. “It really is you.”

Claude grins and tips an imaginary hat at him. “The one and only.”

“Flames, I—” Dimitri takes a deep breath in an attempt to compose himself. “How...when did you get here?”

“On a plane this morning. And before you ask, it wasn't on taxpayers' money,” Claude quips.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m delighted to see you, but why now?” Dimitri’s brain frantically cycles through their relationship milestones. Their anniversary’s in early summer, and Claude’s birthday isn’t for another few months, and⎯

Claude gently takes his face into his hands, tiptoeing a little to rest their foreheads together, and Dimitri’s mind comes to a standstill.

“Hey, calm down, okay? You’re overthinking everything again.” Claude pauses, breathes in, breathes out. “Would you believe me if I said I’m a little late for your birthday?”

Oh. It’s true. His birthday, a national holiday. How did it slip his mind again?

As if able to read his mind, Claude chuckles. “Really, I just wanted to see you again. In person. I already meant it to be a Saint Cichol’s surprise, and our texts the other day were just...additional motivation, if you will.”

“You’re amazing,” Dimitri says, as earnest as he’s ever been. This time, it’s Claude’s turn to blush, a rosy flush creeping up his neck and onto his cheeks. It offers a nice contrast to the paleness of the snowflakes that have started accumulating in his hair, dusting his dark curls with white.

It occurs to Dimitri that perhaps they should have had this conversation inside.

“Come,” he tells Claude, slinging an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders to steer him back towards the castle’s warmth. “You must be freezing.”

Claude snorts and tucks his chin down into the collar of his coat. “Only because your country considers negative temperature to be mild weather.”

“It’s only starting to get chilly, really⎯” Dimitri cuts himself off when Claude shoots him a half-exasperated, half-fond look.

Before he can fumble himself into another clumsy explanation, Claude tugs him down by the lapels of his jacket and presses a kiss to his lips. It courses through him like lightning, all the way down to the tips of his toes, and it lingers even after Claude pulls away.

“Well, you’re here to keep me warm, aren’t you? Lead the way.”

Like this, his love is bright and lovely, the great hall’s flickering hearth painting him in broad strokes of honey and gold.

Dimitri takes Claude’s hand, and follows.

#fe3h #dimiclaude #claumitri #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #claude von riegan #kim's fics

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jasntodds · 6 years ago

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2018 Fic Recs by you

Before the new year started, I had y’all send in your favorite fics of 2018 with the option to leave some comments for the authors! Now, I finally have the time to sit down and make this post. The comment section was optional so some may more comments than others but it’s nothing personal, some people are just shy!

The questions were:

What's your favorite part of this fic?

Why is this your favorite fic of the year?

Is there anything you want to say to the author?

Recs under the cut!

I Only Feel You (Mob!Tom Holland x Reader) by @stuckonspidey

Comments from readers:

honestly, all of it! it's so beautifully written and an amazing read

this is my fave fic because it's such a thrill to read and every time a chapter posts, i'm always up and anticipating the next!

yes!! lilly u are SO talented and i admire ur series sososo much!

Comments from another reader:

Look I have a weakness for Mob!Tom and soulmate au and I just love how Lilly combined those two and y'know because it was Mob!Tom I expected him to be more cold and distant but instead he's such a puppy (and a sub) around reader like wow she has him wrap up in her fingers and Reader is so stubborn I love that! And I just love everything about THIS!

KEEP DOING GURL I LOVE IT

The Art Of Pretending (Student!Harrison Osterfield x Reader) by @h-osterfield

You’re Your Father’s Daughter (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader) by @celestialparker

Comments from readers:

towards the end where y/n finally talks to tony and it just pulls on the heart strings

it's just really good and has a great topic and it's well thought out

you're amazing ily

Phantom (Peter Parker x Reader) by @silverishparker

Comments from readers:

The entire thing.

It’s writing is really poetic and makes me cry every time.

Only You (Tom Holland x Reader) by @tommyparkerr

Comments from readers:

The scene on the balcony

It was so real but romantic

Never stop writing because you’re amazing

Milkshakes (Tom Holland x Reader) by @thothollandd

Comments from readers:

It's hard to determine a favorite part- The entire thing is amazing.

It is so incredibly soft and very very well written. I love everything about it.

gwshbdusejkh The amount of talent and skill you have with writing is incredible. It was hard to pick just one fic from your masterlist, cuz I am so in love with everything you write! <3

Guys Like You (Tom Holland x Reader) by @spxderbarnes

Comments from readers:

it’s cute and angsty

I have so many man

all of your fics are brilliant

Untitled (CEO!Tom Holland x Reader) by @underoosbws

Comments from readers:

all around amazing

very original and well written

I love all of your fics!

Jealous (Tom Holland x Reader) by @sunsetspidey

Comments from readers:

it’s well written

all of your fics are great!

Real Love (Tom Holland x Reader) by @twilightparker

Comments from readers:

imma sucker for angsty fluff

I just love it

I’m literally a hoe for all of your writings

Say You Love Me (Tom Holland x Reader) by @foreverbeingthunderbuddy

Comments from readers:

it’s the perfect amount of angst with fluff

I’m absolutely in love with your writings

More Than That (Tom Holland x Reader) by @snowflakespideys

(the link on your masterlist isn’t working, I’m sorry!!)

Comments from readers:

I love friends to lovers fics

this writer is just talented and this piece is great

True Reflections (Tom Holland x Reader) by @uglypastels

Comments from readers:

it’s just so beautifully written

it takes on insecurities and there’s no sugarcoating. I can tell that the author really took their time on this and wanted it to be serious.

thank you for not making this another half-assed, cheesy insecurity fic where the writer isn’t taking it seriously

Too Close (BestFriend!Tom Holland x Reader) by @stuckonspidey

Comments from readers:

it’s just so incredibly written, with the right amount of angst and fluff and it’s not even finished yet!

it’s honestly one of my favorite fics I’ve read on tumblr. It’s so original and I love the friendship the reader and Tom have. I love everything about it.

you’re an absolute sweetheart and our dm chats make me laugh

Comments from another reader:

Bestfriend!Tom!! unrequited love?? pining!!?! I am here for this. This fic breaks my heart! I am still unsure if Tom now likes reader romantically or if it'a just really platonic BUT I CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY HOPES HIGH AGAIN JUST SO OP CAN DROP IT AGAIN

I LOVE YOU!!!

The Rooftop Party (Tom Holland x Reader) by @twilightparker

Comments from readers:

perfectly angsty with a huge amount of wonderfully written fluff at the wnd

everything by @twilightparker is just beautiful

I love your writings and you’re a sweetheart

Still Here (Tom Holland x Reader) by @sparky-holland

Comments from readers:

it’s just so original with an interesting twist

it’s different and well written

Invisible (Peter Parker x Reader) by @celestialparker

Comments from readers:

it’s original and beautifully written.

I love celestialparker’s writings so much wowowow

Cheerleaders & Milkshakes (Peter Parker x Cheerleader!Fem!Reader) by @spxderbarnes

Comments from readers:

I love the whole popular!reader x peter parker!

it’s so original and fluffy and soft. The reader isn’t your typical popular girl and she reminds me a lot of liz. She’s kind and generous along with warm hearted and I love it!

thank you for this!

We’re Only Kidding Ourselves (Tom Holland x Reader) by @wazzupmrstark

Comments from readers:

The inevitable tension between reader and Tom is insane. So much anticipation I love it.

the fact that I plan to be a PA one day and die every time i read it because this is my dream

You deserve ALL the reads!! Even through only 5 chapters so far this story gets me so excited every update. :)

Dare You To Move (FWB!Roommate!Tom Holland x Reader) by @starksparker

Comments from readers:

Because it's amazingly well written!

I haven't read many fics this year (I'm relatively new to the whole writing on Tumblr thing) and this one really stood out to me amongst the ones I have read.

kaylee i love u and keep up the amazing work!! ur my role model!!!!!

Prove Myself (Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader) by @foreverbeingthunderbuddy

Comments from readers:

EVERYTHING!! the entire fic is gold and so so good.

her writing just absolutely astounds me and i love it so goddamn much. this was the first i read of hers and i literally cannot get enough of her writing

you are awesome! you are amazing & i hope you keep writing

Comments from another reader:

The cute, slow burn relationship with Peter, the reader‘s powers and the connection to Thor. Also how tony went into dad mode

Because the plot idea is so original and the reader character was so relatable and i loved the humor and every chapter had me at the edge of my seat. Always come back to reread

Please never stop and I hope you‘ll get more recognition for your writing, sweetie, I really do

Get To Know You Better (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

Umm all of it? But especially the part where they make a family and it's really cute and I love it. The series is really cute.

Cus it was one of the first fics I read written by Jill and it led to us being mutuals and I love her so much. The series just is so cute but it has heavier bits and it's realistic in the issues it deals with. All of her stuff is. I love it all so much.

I love your stuff and I think you're really great.

Tearing Down Sandcastles (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

The part they meet up again in New York after the holiday.

Because it's really cute and realistic and I love it a lot. I just really love her serieses. (what's the plural of series?)

You got this, buddy.

Happier (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

when they start to be friendly to each other again. Conflict really plays with my emotions

It's very different from what she usually writes and it's kinda new, I guess. It's very dramatic and intense.

It's different, but it's really good. You should definitely keep this one til the end. you're just great at everything you do, I guess. Both cute relationships and toxic ones.

Comments from another reader:

the part when they make it up to each other. Conflict really plays with my emotions ;-;

it's something new. It's full of toxicity and drama and I love it

I don't know how you can be good at everything but you are.

Check My Heartrate I Think I’m Falling For You (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

the first part of the series.

It's really light and humorous and I love that.

I've read this one so many times I love it. Its snazzy.

Write Me A Lullaby (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

the part where they meet face to face for the first time it's great

cus it was the very first thing I ever read that belonged to Jill and it's also what really introduced me to the Marvel fandom. It's the first Marvel thing I read. It's what ultimately led to me becoming mutuals with Jill and then everyone else I met afterwards.

I love you!

They’ll Make A Movie About Us (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

the part where he gets the call. It's cute how concerned he is about her.

It's just a really small, hurt/comfort thing and I love that

❤️❤️❤️❤️

Like Dark Chocolate (Tom Holland x Reader) by @madmadmilk

Comments from readers:

The drama but honestly everything

Because it’s so well written and the slowburn and suspense are killing me and giving me life at the same time

I love you and your writing. You are such a talented writer and artist and just an amazing person overall

Comments from another reader:

I just- This fic is wow! and please beware everything I'm saying is going to be full of spoilers so STOP READING THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ LDC YET AND READ THIS FIC NOW!!! ok so like Reader loves Tom who is still in a relationship with Mal who emotionally manipulates him and ughh I hate Mal but I love how Jacky handled her character! like?!?!? Mal obviously has deep problems it doesn't excuse her behavior but I hope she gets help?!?! like?!? and I think Tom genuinely likes reader and wants to leave Mal but he's scared because he knows what's up with her and is afraid that something happens when he leaves her but!!!! I still think he shouldn't have had sex with reader and go back to Mal because wow reading that shit really hurt me AND reader. I must admit sometimes I rooted for Haz but then reader did the same thing like Tom and u f f this is a mess AND UGHH I HOPE READER AND TOM TALK IT OUT (and usvakakba it's been a while since I read it soabjasnj)

STOP GIVING ME FEELS

Jasminum Sambac (Sebastian Stan x OC) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

When he finally admits his feelings for her

It's a flowershop thing and I love those

💕😍

Keep My Heart (Chris Evans x Fem!OC) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

when they get a baby! ahhh

It's been going on for a long time and I think it's still ongoing so it's just something nice to come back to. It provides plenty of hurt/comfort and I love that.

This is definitely one of my favourite things you've written, I love it.

25 Days Of Sebmas (Sebastian Stan x Reader) by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Comments from readers:

I like the last two prompts

Cus they were all really nice stories that didn't have really complex storylines liek the rest of her stuff. Just some quick and cute reads

Well done on completing the challenge!

Blame It On The Whiskey (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader) by @lostinbuckyseyes

Comments from readers:

the ending when he tells her it's okay and he tells her he likes her.

Cus it's really good and cute but it's not hard to understand. It's really well written.

I know you're going through some hard times but it'll be okay. It'll all work out. And hey, now you match Bucky!

The Sun Could Never Hate You (Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan) by @what-the-buckybarnes

Comments from readers:

The real emotion portrayed so well

It’s not over the top, it’s very simple but is so raw and life like that it just blows other fics out of the water

You are my fave mutual and your writing is A+

Partners In Crime (Mob!Tom Holland x Mob!Fem!Reader) by @spiderrrling

Comments from readers:

I love that she writers a badass female character in a Mob! series

Light (Dad!Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader) by @letthembehappymcu

Comments from readers:

father and daughter relationship

Good Together (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @irndad

Comments from readers:

Her characterization of Bucky is just spot on, and the way she writes the relationship really draws the reader in.

I'm always searching for really good Bucky reader insert fics and they're hard to find because the mcu didn't give Bucky much of a characterization, but she really made him feel whole, alive, and real.

Thank you so much for writing this and I hope you know how talented you are.

Kiss Me At Midnight (BestFriend!Tom Holland x Reader) by @petuniatom

Comments from readers:

FAKE DATING?!?!?! YES!!! MEETING THE FAM?!?!?! YESSS?!?!??! THEIR RELATIONSHIP?!?!? YES YES YED

YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING BIHHHHH!! PLEASE KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT NEW YEAR!!!!

Ground Rules (Tom Holland x Reader) by @madmadmilk

Comments from readers:

Uh basically how she threw her rules out the window for Tom cause it’s kinda relatable like we all have someone that we threw our rules out the window for

Helped me through a really tough time tbh

Thank you for being such an amazing writer and gifting us with such beautiful fics

Comments from another reader:

THIS IS THE SHIT! TO KEEP IT SHORT THIS IS AMAZING AND A FUCKING ROLLERCOASTER SO FUCKING PREPARE YOURSELVES HOES!!!! AND SPOILERWARNING!!!! Honestly reading how Reader loves Haz was so heartbreaking because those two were so close and I'm just akshakakaah and his Gf Em YES I love her and I love how Jacky didn't pit Em and Reader against each other instead they show love and support for each other AND I AM HERE FOR THIS GIRL SUPPORT the same with Z too😤😤😤 and I love how Tom and reader's relationship was developed and u f f THAT part (y'all know which I'm talking about) still shook me 'till this day like wow! BUT!!! I am so happy how it ended. Like?!?! Z and Reader are in a good term (not like they've ever been bad to each other), Tom opening himself to reader up!!! Haz and Em are amazing!!! THIS FIC IST JUST GREAT OK!!!

JACKY YOUR DOING GREAT

Domino (Tom Holland x Reader) by @madmadmilk

Comments from readers:

Ok first of all I LOVE Tom and Reader's relationship like?!?!?! It's definitely not perfect and they both still have some things to work out with BUT THAT WHAT I LOVE ABOUT IT!!! AND the friendship between Tom, Reader, Z and Haz is AMAZING (and I love when Jacob and Laura makes an appearance👀) I- THIS FIC MADE ME CRY AND LAUGH AND JUST! GAVE! ME! SO! MANY! FEELINGS!

It was my first Tom fic so👀👀

Jacky YOU ARE AMAZING! I LOVE EVERYTHING YOU WROTE! I hope you had an amazing break! I missed you and ajsvakamjsak ACCEPT MY LOVE ANR SUPPORT💗💞💓💟💕💗💟💞💗💟💗💞

Common Courtesy (Harrison Osterfield x Reader) by @madmadmilk

Comments from readers:

It was so cute!!! EVERYTHING IS GOOD ABOUT IT

I LOVE YOU JACKY

Silence (Vigilante!Tom Holland x Reader) by @astronomyparkers

Comments from readers:

This fic AMAZING!!! It's so exciting and that TWIST IN THE LAST PART WAS WOW!!!! JUST READ IT GUYS!!!

Bby YOU'RE DOING GREAT

The First Punch (Boxer!Tom Holland x Boxer!Reader0 by @starksparker

Comments from readers:

Currently it would be the tension between Tom, y/n, and Arthur. All I can picture is obadiah from Iron Man.

The writing is fantastic, the story is compelling and it feels like you've been dropped into a Shameless (US) AU with Marvel and Tom related themes. The twists and turns don't stop. It's a beautiful, agonizing, intense, and overall amazing piece of work.

Other than my review above, just keep writing and reach out to publishers. Everything you write I immediately get hooked on and I can't wait to see where this next year takes you and your creative writing. If there is any way to add me to you permanent tags list, please do because I love seeing what you create. @angrybitch679

Protected (Harrison Osterfield x Reader) by @hholyholland

Comments from readers:

I just got out of an emotionally abusive relationship about 2 months ago, and man that stuff tears you up. Reading this was like a little fluffy reminder that I'll be ok.

Thank you for writing this. Seriously, when stuff my ex said to me gets caught up in my head, I go back and read this. I mean I cry like every time, but worth it.

For King Or Country (Tom Holland x Reader) by @avengers-sweethearts

Comments from readers:

Every scene kept me on edge! The whole series is beautiful.

All of Madison's series are amazing but there is something about the time period that makes this fic dramatic and adventurous.This series is so full of twists and turns, you have no idea where it will go next. The stakes are constantly high, so the moments of fluff are relishable.

Madison really knows how to keep her readers wanting more & she is so gosh darn sweet that it's impossible not to like all of her series!

#follower fic recs #kaylee talks

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eliancs-blog · 5 years ago

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*itzy vc* hey hey hey ! ( i see that i’m icy ) what’s up, i’m diana, i’m nineteen, and i’m ur resident girl group stan. i reside in the est timezone & go by the pronouns she/her. now, finally introducing … loona !! jk, her name is eliana & u can read about her under the cut ! ( stream norman fucking rockwell <3 )

﹤ park jiwon, she/her, cisfemale ﹥; * - hello eliana ‘lia’ wu. long time no see. i know a lot about you. like how you’re twenty, how you’re a european studies major, and in fact.. how you’re the face of your parents church but are hiding the fact that you’re anything but innocent---and that you got kicked out of your catholic university for having an affair with your professor. would be a shame if it got out, wouldn’t it ? so let’s play a game. * TRUTH OR DARE ?

( 𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑮𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫. )

born on october 12th in blacksburg, virginia, eliana’s first impression of the world was a crisp autumn day

she was her parents first and only child and soon became their pride and joy. her parents both came from wealthy families and dedicated their lives to the catholic church they owned

so, eliana grew up around the church and was raised catholic. her parents made her the face of their church. she was the perfect choice, dripping with innocence and purity

eliana learned at a fairly young age the corruption that ensued behind the scenes, behind her parents backs. growing up, she often spent her afternoons at the church. while her parents were off trying to grow their following, eliana was left alone at the church to observe bribery, adultery, and so much more

she was a ghost of a girl; most of the time, people had no idea she was there. they made it easy for her to learn all their secrets

eliana was sent to catholic boarding school for all her years of schooling. at boarding school, she worked her way up the chain of command through bribery, manipulation and blackmail.

she would leave for the majority of the year for school and return during the holidays and for summer break. she would take annual summer trips to europe visiting extended family, staying mainly in italy and france. eliana grew to love europe, she wished she could live there forever

with both catholic school and the church being corrupt, eliana had little faith in the religion and most of the people who followed it. she felt like they were either hypocrites hiding behind a facade, or naively unaware cowards that needed something to believe in. she fell into the first category, while her parents fell into the second. eliana felt sorry for her parents and continued to act like the perfect little church girl for their sake (and for their money, of course)

eliana grew to be quite a selfish person, at least almost everything she did was in her own self interest. if she had nothing to gain, she didn’t see a point in entertaining things. while eliana masqueraded herself as being a charitable, altruistic person, she was quite the opposite

during her high school years at catholic school, eliana began using coke. with pressure from her parents to excel in her classes, extracurricular’s, and volunteer work, she needed something to take the edge off. it started as something she did now and then, though eventually she began to grew addicted (yes, she has the coke cross like kathryn from cruel intentions)

also while away at catholic school, eliana began to experiment with other things. she discovered she had a sexual and romantic interest in girls and guys and started to explore it. although her parents demanded she remain a virgin until marriage, eliana didn’t quite follow those rules, though she kept up the image. her sexual partners and romantic relations were kept on the low for the most part in order to maintain her perfect image

she discovered that sex was just another thing she could use to manipulate others and for her own self interest. after high school, eliana went on to attend a catholic university. during her first semester, she began to have an affair with one of her professors

usually the one in control, eliana found herself recklessly falling for her professor. for him, it was just lust, but for her it felt like more. one day, her private affair became public among some and eliana was kicked out of the university to avoid a scandal

this was bad news for eliana, who had to come up with a way to hide her expulsion from her parents and continue an education elsewhere. the following semester, eliana continued to pretend to attend the catholic university but later decided to tell her parents about transferring to UVA

she came up with a lie about the school having a better program for her major and promised to continue her biblical studies outside of class. reluctantly, her parents allowed it. they trusted her. she was their perfect daughter, after all

so, eliana continued her education at UVA after blackmailing her old school for a dazzling letter of recommendation

eliana is studying european studies, with the desire of eventually moving to france. she is enamored with the art, history, literature, cinema, and the food. honestly, eliana does not want to do anything for a living and is hoping to live off her trust fund and the money she would eventually inherit from her parents, but she loves learning and going to school and bettering her education

( 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀. )

eliana is a libra sun scorpio moon (the rest of her placements are tbd)

if u click the link, u can read more about what that means but even the label attached to that combination itself is super fitting for her --- the ‘masquerader’

eliana is not a mean person by any means, but a lot of what she does is in her own self interest. she considers a lot of her friendships to be mutually beneficial arrangements

however, once you become her real friend, though she likely doesn’t have many, she will remain extremely loyal and do anything for you

once her mind is set on something, she must see it through. this aspect about her can come across as being obsessive in a way (it’s her scorpio moon ok)

when it comes to relationships, eliana tends to see them kind of like business arrangements. love is kind of the last thing in her mind, but it’s definitely possible for her to get swept up into romance, as much as she hates to think so

so, eliana prefers hook ups. however, she still tries to maintain her pure image with people she does not know very well until she gets a read on them. she keeps all her relations on the low and even comes up with mini terms of agreement before getting involved with anyone. she reallyyyyy hates other people knowing her business

eliana is superficially nice on the surface. when i say superficial, it’s not to say that she isn’t friendly but it is superficial at first until she knows who she is dealing with. regardless, she is a friendly person because it does not really benefit her to be any other way. however, if you mess with her, she will find a tactical way to get you back and ten times harder

she drinks and does drugs in moderation because she likes to be in control of herself (minus her coke addiction bc u know). also does it on the down low because again, she’s maintaining an image here

her whole life is pretty much fake, so she often loses sight of herself. she doesn’t know exactly who she is but she is very good at pretending, and she even convinces herself sometimes

she’s pretty lonely tbh though she’ll never admit it. it’s been this way since she was little

her favorite books are anything by jane austen and les liaisons dangereuses by pierre choderlos de laclos, aka the book cruel intentions was based on. she also really enjoys sylvia plath, mary shelley, and virginia woolf

favorite shows: big little lies, sharp objects, killing eve, twin peaks, handmaid’s tale

favorite movies: pride and prejudice, marie antoinette, thoroughbreds, cruel intentions, annihilation, ex machina, stoker, the handmaiden, black swan, atonement, mulholland drive

her fav colors are mint, pastel pink, white and beige

pls look at the pinterest board i made for her <3

( 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺. )

ex-fling/gf/bf - eliana could have a few of these. they could be on good or bad terms. if they’re on bad terms eliana would prob be keeping a close eye on them because she doesn’t want word really getting out. maybe the sexual tension is still there. we could plot out the details and make if fun and interesting hehe

unrequited crush - ur character could have feelings for eliana, but maybe she doesn’t feel them. this could develop into her eventually having feelings for ur muse or not, whatever we want ! OR eliana could have a crush on someone who does not like her back. maybe that person is super non-committal, or they simply do not like her back. we could plot this out however but it would b interesting for eliana to actually have feelings for someone

current fling/friends w benefits - someone she is currently seeing/sleeping with. could be no strings attached, or there could b some feelings there. maybe they don’t want to make it anything serious, maybe one person is ready to go further, and the other isn’t.

enemies w benefits - imagine the tension!!! they started out hating each other, but ended up hooking up. maybe it was a one time thing, or maybe they can’t stop going back to each other. i think it would definitely have to be something kept super secret, she doesn’t want anyone else to know. this could develop in soooo many ways !

ex-friends - someone she used to consider a close friend, but they had a falling out for whatever reason n maybe they hate each other now. maybe they want to re-kindle their friendship but don’t know how. this could b juicy if they know a little too much about her

sibling-like friendship - someone she sees like a sibling. they’re there for each other and look out for one another, always have each other’s backs. being an only child and not really close to her parents, i would love for eliana to have a friend that’s like family !

dynamic duo - basically like her current best friend. this person is prob one of the closest people to her and might know her very well ! they could b a power duo, always looking out for each other

take care - ok i would love it if for one night, eliana lost control. she either got too drunk or high and was kind of a wreck. someone was there and kind of came to her rescue in a way, they got her home or maybe she slept at their place. after this night, maybe eliana would feel awkward (but also grateful) that someone actually took care of her and looked out for her. maybe your muse did it to have something over her, or maybe it was actually genuine to help her. this could be plotted out in sooo many ways yes i love it

confidant - someone who confides in her or someone she confides in, or they confide in each other. they don’t necessarily have to be the closest friends ever, but they get along, trust each other, and maybe they talk more in private

rivals - they hate each other for whatever reason. maybe it’s jealousy or their personalities just clash, but for whatever reason they do not get along. i love a good enemies plot. they can just b nasty to each other !!! maybe they bring out a really bad side to eliana that most ppl dont see (because she’s usually very lowkey even when she’s angry or dislikes someone)

victim of manipulation - eliana can be very manipulative. whether through bribery, blackmail, or whatever the case, i would love to have a plot where your muse is someone she could manipulate. maybe she bribes them to do her dirty work, or has something over them. she wouldn’t make them do anything too crazy, but this person would just be someone she has a hold over

partner in crime - okay pls give me someone eliana schemes with. like imagine the powerrrr they would have. they would just plot n scheme together to help each other out or for some personal gain

dealer - idk if any of the muses r drug dealers, but if yes, someone who deals coke to her. they might know firsthand about her addiction. we could plot this however!

these are all the plot ideas i can think of for now, but i’ll prob make a plots page later on and add more stuff !

aaaaaand this is everything !! it has taken me longer to write this than i care to admit...pls don’t ask. i would absolutely looooove to plot so please hit me up on discord stream norman fucking rockwell#5522 (or i can hit u up). i cannotttt wait to start interacting and stuff <3

#error.intro #✧.° ░ 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒂 ╱ ooc.#why am i shy 2 post this ....#no one look at me but also give me validation by interacting #and plot w me sexy plots only xoxo

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( shawn mendes, cismale, he/him ) i just saw MARCO SPIEGELMAN walking down the street’s of provincetown the other day playing 100 BAD DAYS BY AJR out loud. rumor has it that the TWENTY TWO year old is WARMHEARTED, but can also be UNNECESSARILY OVERWROUGHT — overall they’re a POLYMATH. they remind me of A WORN GUITAR NECK WITH OLD STRINGS, COMING HOME THREE MINUTES BEFORE CURFEW, A CRACKLING WOODFIRE, AND FRESHLY BLOWN OUT BIRTHDAY CANDLES. ( ophelia, 19, est, they/she )

hello guys, gals, and non-binary pals, my name is ophelia and it’s lovely to meet u all!! i am nineteen, living in florida, work at an escape game, and my t key on my laptop gets stuck so um if u ever see me leave a t out of a word that’s why. also, fun fact!! i’m originally from a small town in ma about a two hour drive from provincetown :O but enough about me !! this is marco, he’s an actual meme, and you can read all about him under the cut. like this and i’ll come slide into ur dms for plots. <3

(also this got way longer than anticipated, i’m sorry, pls love me)

PINTEREST.

tw: cancer, death, car crash, addiction

marco joshua spiegelman was born on an overcast august day in the city of boston, massachusetts. he was the fourth child and the youngest by seven years, meaning that in some way, he was his parents’ last hope.

the spiegelman family practiced orthodox judaism – his dad was raised orthodox and his mom converted from reform judaism in order to marry his dad– so marco’s childhood was very much focused on religion. the spiegelman family went to services every friday night, celebrated every holiday, forced marco to wake up early on sundays to go to hebrew school, and treated him they same as they had treated his older siblings. however, as his siblings grew up and moved out, they all stopped devoutly practicing judaism and moved into a more modern and laid back interpretation of their religion. marco craved this from a young age, but because he was stuck at home with his parents, he was forced to follow their rules and beliefs.

marco went to jewish private school for elementary and middle school, had his bar mitzvah in the seventh grade, and tried to blend in as best as he could. he liked history and english, eager to learn more about the past and help shape the future. at this point in his life, he had his goal of becoming a politician pretty much set. he would help the end the fighting in israel, solve world hunger, and just be an all around awesome guy.

however, his plans shifted on valentine’s day his eighth grade year. after coming home from school, his parents sat him down and told him that his dad had stage four exocrine pancreatic cancer. he knew that his dad had been losing weight and not eating as much recently, as well as complained all the time that his back hurt, but marco didn’t realize that it was something so terrible and life threatening.

with a survival rate of about one percent, the spiegelman family knew that his dad’s chances of survival were not good. the next few months were difficult, his dad went through lots of chemotherapy and experimental trials, but nothing seemed to be working, and he passed away before june. this crushed marco and his mom; his dad was a kind, gentle, and loving person, and the three of them had grown extremely close with each other due to marco being the youngest and the only child still living in the house.

it was hard for the two of them to live by themselves in a town that his mom didn’t really have any connection to, so a few months after his dad’s passing, marco and his mom moved to provincetown, the place where she had grown up, to try and start fresh. their new beginning came coupled with the loss of their connection to their religion, and marco and his mom no longer practiced judaism

freshman year in a brand new town was intimidating for marco, and this resulted in him being extremely quiet and shy for the majority of the year. however, his history teacher saw how invested in history and current events he was and convinced marco to join the debate team. this is where he found his voice once again.

marco did a type of debate called public policy debate, a style of debate where you talk extremely fast and have to do an insane amount of research to ensure that you know what you’re talking about. in order to participate in that style of debate, his teacher assigned him a partner and he grew extremely close to her very quickly. the two of them went on to win the national title their sophomore and junior years

after joining debate, marco grew more confident in himself and began to talk more both in and out of class. being good at something gave him the boost he needed to no longer be shy, and he was well liked by most people at school. this was also when he found the snackpack, and he has always been grateful for their presence in his life. marco’s sophomore and junior years were quite possibly the best years of his life.

however, right before the trophy ceremony his junior year, he got a call from his mom, telling him that his sister had gotten in to a car crash and that she was in a coma in a hospital in san francisco. marco flew to san fran immediately after receiving the call, leaving his partner to collect the trophy on his behalf.

for the following two weeks, marco rarely left the hospital for fear that his sister would pass away without him there. although the two of them were not that close, losing another family member was something that marco could not imagine. on the fifteenth day of her being in the hospital, the doctors said that there was nothing they could do to save his sister. so they harvested her organs as donations, and the spiegelmans were forced to put another member of their family into the ground.

senior year came around and marco was a changed person. he was not as passionate or confident as he used to be, he quit debate, and he focused on judaism again to try and give his life some meaning. however, he explored the type of judaism his sister was into, reform judaism, based more on learning and exploring the ideas of religion than sitting in a sanctuary and praying.

although he skipped school often and had mediocre grades, he managed to graduate, his dreams seeming unimportant and his life in shambles. throughout this, he still managed to keep a positive attitude, now convinced that god had a plan for him and that everything would work out fine. he does have really bad anxiety tho, so it’s this classic combination of trying to have faith in the way things work out but never really being sure that they will

without his debate professor, he wouldn’t have even gotten into college, but with the help of someone making sure he followed through, he got into u mass amherst to study sustainable food & farming. this seemed like a out of the blue choice, but it combined marco’s love of research & science, and allowed him to feel like he could have a greater impact on the world than he could as a politician.

college went by without incident, but here are some highlights (joined hillel and loved being w/ other jews, was a nerd, did nerd things **including a lot of acid, lived his best life)

he just graduated and is home for the summer, he has a job working for the local farmers’ market, and is just chillin’, trying not to think about the other shoe that is bound to drop

he’s doing okay, and that’s all he’ll ever answer the question “how are you?” with

headcanons:

marco worked as a waiter at an italian restaurant in high school so that he could have spending money. money was never a problem in his household as his mom is a cardiologist, but he always felt bad asking for money for things, so he made his own money instead

if marco was a crayola crayon, he’d be pine green. the color is a bit darker than most of the other greens in the crayola family, just like marco in his family, but also has a hint of blue in it, hinting at the sadness that lies beneath marco’s outer layer.

marco really loves old school video games. his old nintendo 64 is collecting dust in his closet, and although he rarely has time to play it anymore, he refuses to throw it out. while growing up, video games were his way of connecting to his two older brothers, his older sister always watching on with a disapproving gleam in her eye. whenever the siblings get together, however, they always manage to turn on an old, favorite game of theirs, and the competition is always heated

in high school, marco smoked a lot of weed. he would always be seen outside at any high school party, smoking by himself or with a group of other people. however, after graduating, marco switched to cigarettes. he smokes frequently, but will furiously deny being addicted if approached about it

marco plays as waluigi when he plays mario kart/party

marco has a slight boston accent

marco is a night person. he utterly hates getting up early in the morning, but staying up late comes easy and natural to him.

marco recycles religiously. if something is recyclable and you don’t put it into the recycling bin, he’ll lose a bit of respect for you as a person

marco absolutely loves space and the universe and stargazing (part of his appreciation for nighttime), but he also wholeheartedly believes that aliens are real, no doubt about it.

wanted connections

his debate partner from high school

romantic connections (male or female or nb!!)

exes w/ lingering feelings

exes who ended on good terms

the person who took his virginity l m a o

that person that he’s been pining after since freshman year in high school who he just wants to get w/ but has convinced himself he cannot

neighbors when they were growing up

current roommate

that friend that u always compete with and like ur friends w/ them still, u are, but also u always want to brag about how great ur doing

someone who confides in him who he rarely confides back to

u KNOW they probably made a band in high school

people he went to college with

anything ur heart desires!!

#snackpackintro #im sorry that i wrote a novel i really am

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