#i can realize my mistakes or ideas i feel weren't fully as good as i though they were. not that my initial idea was inherently bad

[theultimatekamehamehavoc]

Instead of using all of my energy to painstakingly edit the things I wanna edit here, I am just going to do it via reblog. Aka, her having no scissors is getting scrapped! Banish the thought! Cus daaaamn. Thinking of it even more, it makes no sense. Like, the other stuff with the actual footage of the killing game being in a vault? Yeah that can still be workable though there is of course the chance that Junko could have done some contraption where, when she died or dies for whatever reason, the footage gets destroyed or sent out or like, something funky like that which would make it harder for them to have the original taping? Though also again, everything is a work in progress with the ideas. Regardless though, I shall not be revoking Syo's snipping privileges. That was too mean of me T-T Also, the stories to be had! Cus I like to think Syo would learn how to do sewing or crochet or something. I find that cute. Or maybe she already knows some. After all, despite her differences with Gloomy Toko, Syo still cares after all! She's smart and all! I also feel that Toko wouldn't fully trust herself sewing but would also know that it's an important skill to have after all! Good way to save some cash whenever some clothes get a bit busted! Plus, I dunno. I feel Syo would be good at sewing which I already mentioned that little headcanon in the original yapfest with the deisgns and all. Also, damn. Getting off track. So, tldr; Syo gets to keep her scissors and cradle them in her sleep like the universe intended!

It's time for the fiend! Spoilers of course

For one, Syo here actually breaks the formula I have with these designs, Syo not really working or going out most of the time unless she's heavily disguised. However, I tried my best to ensure she was given some love! So, for her "casual" attire, it's rather simple looking. It's got some LORE though with Syo trying to reform from her murdering days and Komaru helping out in making this outfit! Most of the materials are just thrifted such as the boots with the rest being slightly modified. It holds up rather poorly and has it's flaws. However, Syo seems to like it. Toko, not so much. Toko finds it ugly, no matter how much Komaru tries to give her the puppy eyes, asking for Toko to give it a chance. I also want to take note the bracelet she has on as well as the hat. I thought it would also be cute if Komaru made her a little friendship bracelet. Toko also has one but she finds it childish to just be wearing it out an about (she's not really into much jewelry anyway). Thus, Toko just keeps it on her nightstand. Syo, however, fears nothing and has no shame. Speaking of which, the hat. I was a little lazy with the details but it is indeed one of those "Woman love me, Fish fear me" hats. Syo did the embroidery on it (Syo being oddly good with crochet and sewing) and Toko despises. And, the worst part is that Syo did an amazing job on it which makes Toko hate it even more whenever she ends up in it after Syo finishes fronting. Toko's at least a bit grateful though that Syo doesn't go out that much. Toko is already mortified waking up in the outfit. It'd be way worse to be waking up in one of the ugliest garments present in the apartment while in public. As for Syo's "work" attire, it's just Toko's attire for work with slight Syoifications (Jackifications?) made with the zipper being undone revealing a little pouch she has on, and sleaves rolled up. She even has Toko's purse worn slightly different as well! Thought it would be cute to do! Also, for the pouch, Her iconic scissors are absent, being held deep in a vault somewhere with Byakuya as a safety precaution. Syo doesn't mind too much though. For one, she knows they're safe even though she likes to joke that Byakuya's doing unspeakable things with them which he just sighs at. Additionally she's not planning on murdering anyone anymore as I feel she holds pride in her killing SPECIFICALLY with those scissors. So, she wouldn't be using any random pair. But also, her being reformed and all. Besides, the scissors being held in the care of Byakuya it's not because of the potential of Syo starting all over again with the murders anyway. It's more about the potential of the whole "Toko is Genocider Syo and is a serial killer" thing coming out and as a way of showing that Byakuya does care for Toko, aloofness or not. I like to headcanon that, though footage of the Killing game were indeed broadcasted, for one, the Future Foundation were the main people to see it. Additionally, the average civilian would probably not a bit too busy trying to save their own lives than to be keeping up with the news regarding the Ultimate's in Hopes Peak. Not saying that some of that info wouldn't be able to get out. Some of it certainly could have and added to the despair and all. As to regards on where the footage is held, it's with Future Foundation in partner with Byakuya. Perhaps a bit of Kyoko their too and a bit of Makoto as well though I feel all the survivors pitched in on having the say on what to do with it. After all, it IS the recording of all their Hopes Peak trauma, though I don't think they'd want to destroy it oddly enough. This concept of course has room to change but these are the main thoughts Plus, it's fun to think about as, with Syo in the picture in this AU, the concept of whether the people know or don't know about the whole "notorious serial killer Genocider Syo is sorta just an alter of Toko Fukawa" is something that has to be addressed to SOME extent .

For her physical build, it's just Toko's. What really changes is the undergarments anyway. Though they are not colored her, they are very much bright red, very garish. All of her undergarments are which contrasts with Toko's more frilly and pretty undergarments. One other bit to mention is Syo's hair! It's nothing too crazy, just Toko's hair out of the pony tail and ruffled to high hell! Syo makes it work though.

That's Syo done! Hope I did her justice! Tried my best ;-; (1) | (6)

[runningfrom2am]

cold nights // part nineteen

summary: you showed him colours he knows he can't see with anyone else.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 3.3k

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tags/warnings: tribute!reader and mentor!coriolanus, r is very sweet (too kind for this world. literally.), sunshine x grumpy trope kinda, he falls first, violence typical for the source material, depictions of mental illness, also she's is very smart (as she should), district twelve!reader.

a/n: i'm sorry it took me so long to post this omg i am behind on writing bc i'm so sick but i'm also trying to get ahead on requiem BUT-

Important Announcement!!:

cold nights will officially have a season 3! i wasn't sure but i had a good idea for what the epilogue would be and then i realized it would be so much better as another fully developed idea. so, that will be coming soon!!

my asks are also open to talk about this series! (i do have emoji anons open now too!)

send me any and all of your thoughts! here!

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Coryo smiles as you run up ahead of him, picking up his pace slightly and dropping his bag next to yours.

Some of the others are already stripped down to their bathing suits and running down the dock. It is beautiful here, not that he ever doubted you.

He watches as you peel off your dress, another short one similar to the one you had worn for most of the time he'd known you. This one wasn't sewn in at the middle, so you can slip it quickly over your head. Your bathing suit must have been homemade, too, and it allowed him to see how the bruises and scratches on your back were all but healed while you toss your dress to the ground. He notices quickly that it was exactly the same as Lucy Gray's, maybe your mother had made you matching ones. That's so sweet.

Your skin looked so beautifully soft- just like it should have the first time he saw it, spare for the scars on your calf and your arm, it was just what he imagined.

You kick your shoes off, and the wood of the dock is hot against your bare feet as you run down to the end, diving head-first off to the side to avoid jumping right onto any of your friends.

It seemed to Coryo that you weren't afraid anymore as you briefly looked back at him while you were running. The excited scream you let out when you lept from the dock made his heart flutter. This is exactly what he had wanted, from the very beginning.

When Coryo jumps in behind you, you can hear his shout and feel the water shift around you as his body breaks the surface. You turn under the water, its clarity allowing you to see where everyone is. You loved this. The memories of this lake kept you safe, almost. You can hear muffled laughter above the water, deciding to take your time before coming up for air. You didn't need it just yet.

You swim away from everyone deep under the surface, scanning the lake floor for anything interesting. Really, it was just sticks and rocks and mud, but one day you may find something else exciting, but not today.

"Where is she going?" Coryo comments, watching your body as you kick away deeper under the water.

"Wherever she wants." Lennox answers plainly, treading water as he stares at him.

"She's looking for secrets." Maude Ivory giggles, splashing him in the face. At least she gave him somewhat of an answer.

He quickly lifts an arm to block the wave, but it fails miserably. "What kind of secrets will she find at the bottom of the lake?" He coughs out, wiping the water from his eyes.

"Once we found a watch." Lucy Gray shrugs, looking from him to you. "Which is odd because we didn't know anyone else knew about this place. The secrets are what happens when we aren't here."

You hardly noticed the lack of oxygen until it almost felt too late, quickly swimming up and pushing your hair out of your face so you don't inhale it by mistake.

"Anything good today?" Lucy Gray shouts over to you as soon as she's noticed you've come up.

"There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so!" You pant, pushing yourself through the water back toward her.

"So, that's a no?" Sejanus asks and you laugh, shaking your head.

"Just rocks and sticks." You explain, joining them again and bumping shoulders with Lucy Gray. "Some weeds, if that's your fancy."

"Oh, yes, that's right up my alley." Sejanus chuckles, cupping his hands to block out the glare of the sun as he looks down into the water anyway.

"I've never been to a lake before," Coryo says, breathing heavily as the waves from the kids splashing keep coming up too close to his face.

"What? Really?" Lucy Gray and Sejanus ask in unison, and you smile at him.

He nods, eyes locking with yours. You feel the need to say something. "Is it everything you dreamt of?" You ask.

"Just about." He grins.

"Oh? What's missing?" You giggle.

Oh, only being able to hold you without retraumatizing you.

"It's not that anything is missing," He comes up with as an excuse. "There's just more birds than I expected."

"Oh, yeah. They like it out here." You hum, looking up at the trees while Lucy Gray whistles out a tune for them to mimic. You smile. "Why, you don't like birds either?"

"Never been the biggest fan, no." He chuckles.

The birds echo her song back to you repeatedly. Coryo turns around to watch as if there was anything to see besides these black birds flitting around the trees and above the cabin. "What kind of birds are they?" He asks. "I've never seen that before."

"We call 'em Mockingjays." Lucy Gray tells him.

"'Cause they'll mock ya if you mess up the song!" Clerk Carmine jumps in, climbing onto Lucy Gray's back under the water.

"Oh, I wouldn't know." Your friend teases him, gripping tight onto the boy's legs as he starts to shout. He knows what's about to happen, and clearly you do too as Coryo watches you and your brother quickly swim out of their reach and closer to him.

You laugh, watching as Lucy Gray takes a big dramatic breath in and sinks under the surface of the water, pulling CC down with her as he screams and splashes.

The sun dried you quickly after you decided you had had enough of the water, climbing back out onto the dock and deciding to just lay your blanket there to dry off on while you took the book and snacks from your bag.

Coryo had been sitting with Lucy Gray and Sejanus, but they were just talking to each other more than him. Not that he could have paid much attention. He was just watching you.

"Can I go talk to her?" He asks with little regard for the conversation that he was interrupting.

They both look over at him. "I mean, you could try. Would that be okay?" Sejanus answers, looking to Lucy Gray for confirmation.

"No. Let her have her peace and quiet." Lennox interrupts as he walks back up in front of them, pulling his shirt back onto his now fully dried skin.

Lucy Gray sighs."Just... Don't be stupid." She advises Coryo, nodding him on. "Len, we'll be right here."

Your brother shakes his head slightly, glaring between the three of them with nothing short of adamant disapproval.

Coryo nods slightly, taking the preferable answer by getting up and heading back down onto the dock.

Lennox looks back over his shoulder to where he just was with Maude Ivory looking for katniss, before taking Coryo's spot on the deck.

"Did she not tell you anything about him?" Lennox mumbles to Lucy Gray, eyes locked on his sister and her 'friend' as he stands over her. "No, she must have- because you were at The Hob last week. You saw it."

"I saw a girl with a lot of unresolved trauma have an episode." Lucy Gray explains, watching Lennox take Coryo's spot next to her. "He made a mistake, but he wouldn't ever hurt her."

Your brother opens his mouth to argue, but Sejanus interrupts. "I know it isn't my place, but Lucy Gray is right. He would sooner die than hurt her."

"Okay, well, explain how he's sitting right next to her when he's already hurt her so bad she may never recover!" Lennox whispers, gesturing to the dock as if they couldn't already see you there.

"I'm not defending anything he's done. That's not what I meant." Sejanus explains. "I just mean he would never do it on purpose."

"Accidents are clearly bad enough."

"Len, he just wants to make amends now." Lucy Gray insists. "And she wants that. I know she does, she's really trying."

"Listen, if it helps..." Sejanus starts, looking back out at you and Coryo on the dock. He can tell how nervous his friend is, watching you intently as he picks at the wood finish beneath him and listening to you talk. "He really loves her. I know it's not my place to tell you that, but it was bad when she was gone. He hardly spoke a word to anyone, he wouldn't put her book down- it was really hard on him. We weren't sure if she had been executed for cheating, and it was killing him to be left in the dark."

"That's not love, that's guilt." Lennox mutters, watching you closely.

"What's the difference between love and guilt?" Lucy Gray asks him rhetorically. "He wouldn't feel guilty if he didn't care."

"The difference is he wouldn't have come here and made the same mistake again."

Lucy Gray bites into her lip, slightly shaking her head. That was an honestly good point.

"I was in the arena, too. I saw what he did." Sejanus says after a moment. "He saved my life, it was my fault. It was shocking... you know, the overkill, but I can't say for certain I wouldn't have done the same thing. We were both pumped so full of adrenaline that I truly believe that's what it was." He explains. "I mean, I was behind him, so I don't know what she saw- but it looked like adrenaline to me."

"How do you think she felt?" Lennox asks, eyes wide. "She was in there for three days! You and him were there for what, ten minutes?"

"Wait..." Lucy Gray backpedals, looking at Sejanus. "Sejanus, what do you mean you thought he was executed for cheating? Like, in the games?"

Sejanus swallows, nodding. He looks over at you but quickly looks away. "Yeah, uh... Coryo told me that she used rat poison to kill two of the others. And he did something to keep the snakes from biting her, but I don't think he was caught for that."

Your brother and best friend look at each other like they'd just seen a ghost before their eyes simultaneously track to you. You were laughing.

"She didn't... She didn't tell me that." Lucy Gray says quietly. "Did you know, Len?"

"No."

"That doesn't surprise me." Sejanus shrugs and they both look at him, shocked and confused. "Well, she doesn't know either. I don't think, definitely not about the snakes, but she told the Dean it was salt. That I gave her." He laughs slightly at the end, but they don't find it funny. "By the time she left, she was fully delusional about it. She knew what it was, Coryo gave it to her to protect herself because he needed her to win. She was really upset by the insinuation that it, in fact, was not salt."

Lucy Gray and Lennox look at each other again, unsure what to say. It must have been worse than they thought. Regardless, they knew it must be eating you alive.

"Can I join you?" You hear Coryo's voice above you after about ten minutes of listening to the mockingjays sing Lucy Gray's song back to her as she sat on the porch of the cabin. The sun was so warm on your skin that you could have fallen asleep here if you weren't reading your book.

You squint against the sun as you look up at him. "Yes, you may." You agree, and you feel him sitting down next to you as the wood creaks below him.

You find yourself holding your breath, even as you return to your book to try and remain relaxed.

He's not going to hurt you.

"What are you reading?" He asks after a moment, thinking your arms must be asleep for using them to hold the book and support your weight for so long.

"It's called 'Much Ado About Nothing'." You answer. "Another Shakespeare piece."

"Do you like it?" He asks, lifting his leg to rest his elbow on his knee while you sit up, crossing your legs and letting the book fall into your lap.

"I do." You smile down at the page. It is much more lighthearted than Romeo and Juliet, as much as you would have loved to come home and drown yourself in your favourite book- the boy next to you unintentionally made it impossible. God, you were so embarrassed by the letter you wrote to him. Your cheeks flush just think about it. All you did by surviving was make everything weird.

"Another tragedy?" He inquires, attempting to read some of the words on the page as it's opened on your lap.

"No." You chuckle, shaking your head. "It's a romantic comedy, actually."

"Oh, wow. You changed it up?" He asks, only somewhat shocked. It would only make sense that you couldn't handle much more tragedy since you've been home.

"I did." You smile. "It's quite funny."

"Will you read me your favourite part?" He suggests, watching your eyes as they light up with excitement from the request.

"Okay, so..." You quickly flip back through the pages and into the first act, scanning for the lines you're looking for. "Okay. Here." You pretend to clear your throat.

"In our last conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the whole man governed with one: so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable creature." You recite, dragging your finger along the page so he can track what you are reading. You remembered it, but it might have been easier for him to follow that way.

Coryo watched you the whole time, and by the end, you were a giggling mess. You thought it was absolutely hilarious, and he smiles at that.

"What does that mean?" He chuckles.

"So," You laugh, a hand pressed to your chest. "Basically, she's talking about how she was arguing with Benedick and won. The punchline is that she let him keep one of his wits, because if she didn't no one would be able to tell him from his horse."

Coryo laughs at that, shaking his head. "That is good." He agrees.

"Isn't it?" You smile. "It's a welcome change of pace."

"Yeah, Romeo and Juliet was... yikes." He says, ticking his jaw and peeling up some of the wood from the dock between you.

"You read it?" You ask quietly, eyes widening as you look over at him. It shouldn't shock you, he told you he would, and that he even looked forward to it. "What did you think?"

"Of course I did," Coryo nods. "I really enjoyed it."

"It doesn't seem like it..." You laugh nervously, looking down as you flip back to the page you were on before closing the book.

"No, truly. I did." He insists. "Just... for lack of a better term, it was tragic."

"Yes, well..." You chuckle, shrugging slightly and tucking your book back into the bag next to you.

"It was heartbreaking!" He laughs suddenly. "And that's your favourite?" He looks at you then, head tilted as he slightly shakes his head.

"Okay, so," You laugh, rolling your eyes. You were used to defending this to others who have tried reading it. "That's what makes it so beautiful. It's so touching, they died for each other thinking they were in love, but they also hardly knew each other. It forces you to wonder what could have been, and I like that."

"Okay, well, you're right." Coryo agrees. "I didn't like the ending, but that's the point, I suppose. The rest was good, it reminded me a lot of you."

"I think I forced a bias onto you. My apologies."

"You didn't force anything on me." He smiles, shaking his head. "All I knew is that you loved it, and that made it so much better."

Your cheeks flush as you busy yourself by pulling out the bag of cherries. "Would you like some?" You offer the bag to him and he reaches in, taking just a couple out and popping one into his mouth.

"I finished it all before you left." Coryo tells you, and you hold him out another empty paper bag to spit the pits into.

"That good?" You smile and he nods.

"Can I..." Coryo starts, and you tilt your head at him. He doesn't want to ruin your day by bringing this up. Everything on your face shows hope, even excitement for what he is going to say. "If you can't hear this stop me, but the book made great company in the mentor hall."

For a moment, he saw nervousness flicker behind your eyes, but still, you nodded. You wanted to hear anything he had to say- you just hoped you could stomach it.

"Oh, that's fine. I'm... I'm glad." You try and smile, distracting yourself by popping a cherry into your mouth.

"I was alone most of the time. I didn't go home." He tells you, trying to say what he wanted but still be as vague as possible.

"It must have been so horribly boring." You laugh nervously, swallowing the cherry pit as you reach for another of the small red fruits, picking the stem from it and flicking it into the lake.

"I wish it was." He replies, watching you closely to see if and when he's crossed a line. You nod in understanding, and he takes a nervous breath in. "I... The alternative was that I got sent home like some of my classmates. I wasn't going to leave until I had to."

'Until I had to.'

So he was forced to go in for Sejanus. Why on earth would they not send peacekeepers? Why another child?

"I... I appreciate that." You stammer out, looking down at your lap, noticing for the first time that your hands were trembling. "That must have been uncomfortable. I apologize."

Coryo furrows his brow at you. "No, I'm sorry. Why would you apologize to me?" He asks. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you. That I couldn't get you out."

"You did more than you had to." You say, voice quiet with your honesty.

"No." He shakes his head. "I had to do everything I did. I couldn't let you die."

"You saved my life, and... and-" It happens very suddenly when a tear falls down your cheek; you didn't even notice you were starting to panic.

"No, wait, I'm sorry, hey, don't cry..." Coryo says quickly. He wants to help, to do something, but he feels helpless. Again. He feels sick with the knowledge that he always says the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." You mumble, trying to wipe your eyes but you're finding it hard to speak.

"Don't be, please don't be sorry." He pleads with you, shifting so he's kneeling next to you, placing a hand on your back.

You almost jump away, head flying to look at him. He's just rubbing your back. He's only trying to help.

Instinctively, your eyes search for his. They aren't hard to find, and all you can see as you search them is worry. Nothing malicious. "I... Do you want me to get Lucy Gray? Or your brother?" He offers, grabbing your shaking hands in his free one. "Just take deep breaths."

You nod, scared to look away for even a second. So he has to.

Coryo turns back, swallowing his pride. "Lennox! Lucy Gray!" He shouts, drawing their attention quickly.

He accepted the berating he was about to get from your brother before it even came.

"What did you do?" Lennox asks him, forcing himself between the two of you.

"We were just talking and I think I said something- I don't know, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." Coryo answers honestly, standing up and taking a step back.

You're watching him, intently, despite Lucy Gray taking over holding you and talking to you in hushed tones, trying to ease your mind.

"I'm okay." You tell her, nodding. You don't look at her, only watching him. Watching his eyes- but nothing changes. Baby blue. Worry. More worry.

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Looking back the ending of Gravity Falls while thinking about endings of other series like Amphibia and The Ghost and Molly Mcgee, Weirdmageddon has a message that is underwhelming when it comes to Dipper and Mabel's relationship and Mabel's potrayal in the show.

This isn't about Mabel getting tricked by Bill. She is a 12-13 years old that in that context she was feeling really bad and not thinking well what she was doing. That isn't relevant to the topic at hand and honestly it isn't a problem she did that, it does makes sense in the episode it happened.

What i have an issue is how the narrative makes Dipper feel bad about considering staying studying with Stanford. This is something that Dipper was interested in and he was very fascinated by anything that was paranormal related. Stanford himself told Dipper he had a lot of potential and the kid was digging into it.

Mabel lashing out and not liking the idea of Dipper staying with Stanford is understandable in the episode Dipper and Mabel vs. the Future. She doesn't seem to have much friends back in her home and her parents are implied to not be the best. She gets scared of Dipper leaving, that's a reasonable fear for a kid to have.

However, as i mentioned before, Dipper is made feel bad about considering choosing something he wants to do. It isn't Mabel who has to learn that things change and sometimes this brings things we don't like. She doesn't exactly consider what Dipper wants for himself, she mainly cares about how ¨she is going to be alone¨ and making her brother feel selfish for choosing his own path or do something that could make him happy.

Yes, she learns that things can't stay the same forever and they are growing up, that itself is a pretty good development for her and overall a good message to teach.

Yet her being codependent on Dipper doesn't get brought up nor addressed, in fact the series seems to praise this behavior of hers. In how Dipper has to do what she wants if not he is a bad brother. Mabel's clinginess and controlling behaviour to an extent isn't called out, which that itself is a problem.

Small edit: I want to add an extra point here that Mabel does have a short scene near the end of the episode that she tells Dipper that she won't get in his way if he wants to stay with Stanford and she was ¨acting nuts¨ in the dream bubble. This is good for her but it does still feel in part that her issues weren't fully acknowledged and it doesn't help she didn't say this until after Dipper told her that he was going to stay with her and not be with Stanford, which is rather questionable in my opinion. It would have been more appropiate in the episode to have this brought up and getting adressed better than for her to wait for Dipper to do what she wanted.

In contrast in Amphibia, Marcy Wu has a similar arc about change. The series explores how she can take her escapism too far and how she can be very selfish in plenty of ways, something that is potrayed as an aspect she has to learn from and realize that it isn't healthy.

Her being too codependent on Anne and Sasha and their overall friendship is potrayed as toxic and the series explores this relationship a lot, having the girls grow over time and think about different aspects they have to work on.

In ¨True Colors¨ it is revealed that Marcy Wu learned about the Calamity Box the same day she got told by her parents that they were moving away. Very afraid of having to leave her friends behind and having to be alone in a new city, she found the Calamity Box and told Sasha and Anne about it. Worth of mentioning she didn't know if it would work but it was a desperate act of her just to not having to move away from her friends yet.

When Sasha and Anne find out about this they are, not surprisingly, very pissed and push from Marcy away for a moment, making Marcy realize her mistake and eventually apologizes for what she did.

In ¨All In¨ Marcy finally comes to terms with how she can't force Anne and Sasha to be the way she wants them to be and that her codependency on them isn't a good thing. She realizes that has to move away to her new home at some point, that things change but that doesn't mean the three of them have to stop being friends.

As you can see, there is a clear difference between how Mabel Pines and Marcy Wu’s characters and flaws are potrayed in the narrative. While Gravity Falls makes Mabel’s codependency and controlling behaviour to be something acceptable and that Dipper should conform to, Amphibia does the complete opposite and presents Marcy Wu’s actions as flaws she has and that can hurt other people, including her friends. She is the one that has to make a change and understand she has to work on herself if she wants to have new friends and keep these relationships as times moves on.

Since we are on topic, one thing that really bothered me is how Mabel created a version of Dipper that is ¨cool¨ and says yes and goes along with everything she wants to do. (Weirdmageddon Part 2)

This has… interesting implications of how Mabel believes that relationships should work, or at least with her brother twin Dipper. A lot has to do with how she and Dipper have very different personalities and she maybe wishes that he was more like her, but expecting someone else to say ¨yes¨ to everything you want is a toxic mentality to have. And the episode itself doesn’t address this enough, it doesn’t bring up to Mabel she can’t expect people to work like this and she should try thinking more about what others wants.

Lets talk about The Ghost and Molly Mcgee. In this series Molly Mcgee often has episodes where she has to learn certain lessons. One of them she learns over time is that often she has to give up control and let what others want to do instead.

A good example of this is ¨Ready, Set, Snow!¨ in which she is constanly trying to make Libby and Scratch to go and play outside in the snow with her without considering they would rather stay inside and sit near the fire for the moment. She spends most of the episode trying to find ways to make them go outside until she gets angry and goes out on her own. She has… quite of a mental breakdown in a sequence song. Scratch goes to check on her but he tells to her that she can’t do always what she wants and what it is important is for her to be spending time with her friends. Molly realizes she was wrong, goes back to the house and she apologizes for how she acted.

Molly has quite a lot of episodes like this, and all this becomes important in the series finale ¨The End¨ when she sees that Scratch has to go back to be Todd even if that means forgetting the memories he got as a ghost, her included. She tells Scratch that she is going to miss him a lot but she knows that forcing Scratch to stay wouldn’t be right. She encourages Scratch to go and ¨live his life¨ because she cares about Scratch being happy.

Similar to Marcy Wu, Molly learns that she can’t force people to do what she wants and she has to let them choose for themselves. She knows that encouraging Scratch to do what he always wanted to do as human is the right thing to do, even if it means saying goodbye to him.

I do understand the idea that Gravity Falls was doing at with something among the lines of ¨Dipper and Mabel not repeating the same mistakes that their uncles did¨ but that doesn’t mean Dipper has to give up his dreams at expense of what Mabel wants. As Dipper said in VS The Future episode: he can still visit and they can still talk to each other. They don’t have to fall apart the same way Standford and Stan did. Just like in Amphibia, if Marcy still was able to remain friends with Anne and Sasha over the years, the same can be applied to Dipper and Mabel as siblings.

If not, it could be rewritten in a way that makes Dipper reconsider that he would like to wait a few years before joining Stanford in his adventures. That he is still a kid and wants to spend a while longer figuring himself out and be with Mabel before making a decision. That way it feels more like a decision he wants to do for himself and goes along with his character arc that he doesn’t have to rush to grow up.

As for Mabel, she has a lot of growing up to do. She has to learn overtime that Dipper is his own person and he can take is own path. That if she wants to have friends or have in general healthy relationships with others, she can’t make it always about herself and people have their own needs as well. She would have to work on her codependency and clinginess she has on others, specially her own brother. This would help her with being a more mature capable individual when she grows up.

This post on itself isn’t me hating on Mabel’s character since she has moments she can be good and i feel a lot of her behaviour comes from not being taught properly and being a teenager. The problem is that the series doesn’t address this behaviour enough and, as result, it comes off as the series giving an unintentional underwhelming message of potraying Mabel’s issues as something that should be acceptable and not her having a dynamic with Dipper that comes off as toxic. It is important to understand to learn to support others and not always make things about ourselves. That sometimes relationships change and we can’t force people to be in a specific way.

[teuanjo]

Are you open for requests? If so can you do more things for Tamaki? I have an idea of fem reader x Tamaki maybe she is a year below him( they can be the same year) and she is in love with him. Maybe she’s a teachers assistant if she’s a year below so she delivers things to classes and everytime she visits class 3-a she hugs her friend( which he gets jealous of) but she smiles at him and waves. And he’s likes… “ did she just wave at me?” AND SMILE! Anyways maybe her friends being a big mouth in class explaining that we are literally infatuated with Tamaki and his reaction… thank you

Call me 🍪 anon

Big mouth strikes again.

Tamaki Amajiki X Gn!reader

¡TW!: None

A/N: sorry for the delay anon this has been in my drafts for months -_-

I didn't read it so if you see any mistakes feel free to correct me and I'm sorry if you see any female pronouns, I happen to write using she to later correct for the neutral pronoun.

Seeing you enter the room, Tamaki felt his heart skip a beat, you always came on Tuesdays mainly to deliver notices or extra activities. He should have gotten used to it by now, but still he couldn't help feeling the absolute euphoria he felt when he saw you.

Tamaki admires as you breaks into the classroom with a big smile.

"Good morning class, Director Nezu sent me here to inform that vacancies have opened for hero assistant, anyone who is interested please come forward so I can write your information."

Never letting your smile die you announce in a graceful manner making Tamaki envious of your facility speaking to the audience.

Neijire approaches and greeting you starting a conversation. Tamaki hates himself for feeling jealous of his own friend but he can't stop wishing he was in Neijire's place, hugging you and gossiping as the two smile and walk around the classroom together.

The closer you get to Tamaki's table the more intimate the conversation seems to get Neijire laughs sterically as she swings your arm back and forth.

"You know you will need to confess someday, right?"

"Yes Neijire but I don't think he wants a relationship right now."

"Don't be ridiculous Tamaki for sure-"

Putting your hand on Neijire's mouth as quickly as possible you look at her and widen your eyes turning your face slowly to see if Tamaki heard, only to see the reddest boy possible with wide eyes looking at you.

"Tamaki I'm sorry she didn't mean any of that." You try to approach him only for him to get up abruptly and rush out of the room muttering something and nearly knocking over a few chairs.

You turn to Neijire only to see that she is nowhere near you deciding that looking at the roof is much more interesting.

30 minutes passed and you felt more and more anxious for not finding Tamaki.

"Maybe he's hiding from me? Did I offend him?"

Your mind was racing but everything suddenly went silent after you heard a whimper, looking in the direction that little hiccup came from you can't see anything but lockers it would go unnoticed if it wasn't for another little hiccup that happened when you looked for a specific locker.

Approaching locker 314 you try to peek through the cracks, only to hear another whimper.

"Tamaki, is that you?" You asked with no hope of answers already directing your hand to open the lock.

As soon as the door is fully opened the first thing you see is Tamaki huddled in the locker your brain can't figure out how he got in there as as soon as he sees you he squeals and starts muttering apologies.

"Tamaki please stop it there's nothing you need to apologize for, I should be the one to apologize since my conversation with Neijire probably scared you."

Tamaki looks at you from under his lashes and shakes his head, if your ears weren't open you wouldn't hear Tamaki.

"I'm sorry for running away...I-I..."

His talk died away as he realized how attentively you were listening to him how interested and concerned you were for him, feeling shy again he hides his head between his knees.

"You have to remember what Mirio told you Tamaki you know they likes you, you just need to declare yourself back to them."

Silence reigns between you, preparing to speak again he stands up quickly looks into your eyes and screams.

"I LIKE YOU!"

Silence again, you looked stunned not being able to meet Tamaki's eyes.

"I did shit oh my god I did shit I did shit I did-"

"I like you too Tamaki..." Grabbing him by the shoulders before he took off running.

"Can I hug you?"

Tamaki was combusting he couldn't say anything but shake his head. When he felt their arms around him it was like a million butterflies exploded in his stomach.

He wrapped his arms around you burying his face in your hair.

"Do you want to go out this Friday? I'm free in the afternoon." You said giving a small smile while still hugging the boy, Tamaki mumbled something.

"I need words big boy."

You could feel the burn on Tamaki's face through your hair as he muttered a little "Yes" this time louder.

[nobodysdaydreams]

Things I want out of redeemed Nathaniel Benedict/L.D. Curtain

I like TMBS’s redeemed Curtain/Nathaniel Benedict plot line and am excited to see where it goes. However, he has done some bad stuff he needs to make up for and there are dynamics between him and the society that I want explored. So I started a checklist for our potential redeemed Nathaniel:

A confrontation between Garrison, Milligan, and Curtain (possibly also Kate/SQ). Garrison invented the brain sweeper which means she was likely involved in what happened to Milligan. Furthermore, I have also speculated on why Garrison/Milligan/SQ's biological parents would work for Curtain, though a number of possibilities exists. People have pointed out that Kate/Milligan will probably have the most objections to Nathaniel joining the society (for good reason), but A) Garrison might be just as responsible for the brain sweeping as Nathaniel B) we don't know what answers Garrison or Nathaniel can provide for Milligan C) How were SQ's bio parents involved in their pasts? So while I think Kate/Milligan will have objections to Nathaniel joining the society, and might never fully forgive him, it's not going to play out as it would in the books, because this time Curtain is not the only character they’d be mad at about their separation (@ Garrison) and there is actually something Nathaniel can do to make up for what he did: he can fill in some of the gaps in Milligan’s memory. Would that earn him total redemption? Certainly not, but it's something.

Nathaniel apologizes to Garrison and clears her name. She was probably the closest thing to a friend Curtain had besides Nicholas. How did he repay her? Employee abuse, encouraging her to drink when she's a recovering alcoholic, mocking her ethical principles, using her device when she told him it was dangerous, stealing her ideas, and she’s still being framed for the emergency. I know I also talk about Garrison in the above point but he really did her wrong and needs to own up before she comes back to destroy everybody.

Nathaniel and Nicholas develop a sibling dynamic with their sister + Nathaniel possibly saving her (like a paying it forward type thing, also him suddenly experiencing what he's been putting the other characters through). I speculate over what their sister's relationship might be like, and I'm hoping they go for an older or younger sister rather than a triplet. We've gotten used to Nathaniel and Nicholas as twins. An older/younger sister leaves more room for possibilities (e.g., older sister would remember things about their past that the twins don't know which gives her an advantage that plays into Nathaniel's fear of not being the one in control. A younger sister would put the twins in a position of being the older sibling and might make them feel some level of responsibility, especially if she's had a difficult life and they weren't there to help her).

Nathaniel apologizes to Sticky for the waiting room and to Sticky and Reynie for grooming them to be his tools for world domination. More specifically, instead of using the fact that he relates to the boys to manipulate them, he actually uses it to help/mentor them this time. The season 1 scene where Sticky said his greatest fear was "not being wanted" and the camera focused on Curtain's reaction was good. Plus Nathaniel tries to hide it but anxiety and stress really break him down, we see that in season 1 and the end of season 2 when he realizes his plans aren't working and he's not the in-control leader he thought he was. The anxiety/trauma fuels his need for control. Redeemed Nathaniel might want to make sure the boy’s anxiety/trauma doesn’t lead them to the same mistakes he made. For some reason, my brain is giving me a scene of overwhelmed out-of-control desperate Sticky/Reynie feeling like they have to make a difficult choice to save everyone and being like "I know it’s wrong, but I have to do this. It’s the only way” and Nathaniel looking at these literal children like "no it's not. You don't have to do anything or make any decisions on your own, nor should you. Especially not this. There are always other ways. Trust me, you don't want this"

Nathaniel relating to/teaming up with Constance. I've pointed out the parallels between Curtain/Constance numerous times (e.g., the way they both insult people and jump to the most violent conclusions). I want Constance to write an insulting poem about him, I want them to slowly come around to each other, I want their insults to go from insult-insults to affectionate-insults, I want them to connect on the fact that they have unknowns about their families, I want Nathaniel to help her understand her psychic powers, and I want them to have an uncle/niece relationship.

Nathaniel awkwardly apologizes to Rhonda and Ms. Perumal, is surprised they forgive him, and feels like he doesn't deserve it. They don’t give him a free pass, but the fact that Ms. Perumal had that "maybe we need to save the bad guy" speech and Rhonda always tries to see the good in people makes me think they'll get him to open up. Like he guiltily asks why they forgave him, and Rhonda says something like "They say that the child not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth. And I see that you have been that hurting child for too long, eh? Have some tea" and next thing you know Nathaniel is sobbing and opening up to Ms. Perumal about adopting/parenting struggles, what a horrible father he was, and how he wants his son back. Nathaniel keeps falling asleep during the conversation, but Ms. Perumal and Rhonda just calmly enjoy their tea and wait for him to wake up again.

Number 2 never trusting Nathaniel but tolerating him because he makes her food. This would be funny and in character. She had to witness Mr. Benedict’s fake happiness more than anyone. Curtain tried to manipulate her and eventually brainwashed her. She’s also naturally suspicious and wouldn’t immediately trust him. The only thing un-brainwashed Number 2 enjoyed about the compound was the snacks (even when she told off Curtain, she still took the treat he made). I can just see her glaring at Nathaniel from across the dinner table like: "I’ll never trust you" *proceeds to eat four helpings of the meal he prepared especially for her*

This goes without saying but: SQ. Nathaniel needs to get his son back. He needs to make things right, apologize, and tell his son the truth about his adopted and biological families.

If Nathaniel runs into Jackson and Jillson's cult based on his philosophies, he should probably do something about it.

He should apologize to Martina too. Her college apps were screwed up because of his silly classes.

Bonus: If his redemption is fake or he has a ulterior motive (e.g., sister blackmailing him), or he morally relapses, the time Nathaniel does spend with the society causes him to emotionally struggle with himself and eventually leads him to the right path. The relief that fell over Nathaniel's face when Constance woke up + when he watched everyone hug and unconsciously took a step forward: once he’s around the society he desperately wants to be part of the family whether he admits it or not. That’s a long way from his earlier “treat them without mercy”. Would love to see how that progresses.

Feel free to add on.

[evelxtus]

Hi! I love your writing so much. And wanted to send in a request if that’s okay?

Can you write an angst to fluff piece of the Genshin character(s) of your choice saying things they don’t mean or using the reader’s insecurities in the heat of an argument?

Thank you!!

Scenarios. Regrets after the argument.

characters: kaeya, xiao

warnings: use of gn!reader, the boys being mean:(, but then fluff!, mention of wounds and pain.

note: initially i was about to add more characters, but my brain just said "no". So maybe I'll do a second part of this soon! I hope you like it anyway<3 and thank you for requesting!

Kaeya.

"What the hell are you saying? Shouldn't you be happy for the opportunity they've given to me?" An unpleasant heat rises up your chest to your cheeks. You are really annoyed with the cavalry captain's words.

"Should I be? I still think you shouldn't have accepted that mission. I'm kind of tired of repeating it, so if you could put all this aside, you would be doing me a huge favor." Kaeya locks daggers at you. You just shake your head, speechless. "What? I'm so done with all that attitude, I swear I- "

"Is that so? Then why are you still here? " the man finally stands up, walking towards you, in his eye a cold fire. "You know? Actually I shouldn't worry too much. As if they were going to take you on the mission for real, with how weak you have proven to be on multiple occasions."

That was the last straw for you. He knew how you hate when people refers to you as a weak person, and Kaeya did it anyway.

The man sighs realizing his mistake, his expression looking softer now due to his error. “... That's not what I meant. Don't misunderstand me." Your gaze drops to the ground as he tries to calm himself down. Those words hurt more if they come out of his mouth.

"It's just I'm worried something might happen to you. I don't doubt you. I doubt if the others will act appropriately out there."

The boy placed his hand on your chin, gently forcing you to look at him. “Forgive my words, they weren't adequate at all. This is one of the times when you can trust me completely. I am speaking from the heart."

When you give him a little smile, he smiles approvingly back at you and caresses your cheek a quick couple of times.

“I will wait for your return. I hope you can reserve a place for me next time you go on a mission like this."

If you don't fully forgive him, he will understand. But knowing him and how is charm affects you, it won't take long for this man to get your trust and appreciation back again.

Any method he will use to "get you back"?

More often invitations to the tavern at night.

A ton of praising in public. Love how you blush in front of all those people thanks to him.

And of course, many, many compliments about the strength you really possess, and if someone thinks otherwise... They will have to deal with the calvary captain himself.

Xiao.

"Let me take a look at that wound, Xiao." You say while with one hand you try to reach the boy's injured arm. He shakes his head as pulls away a bit. "There is no need."

Obviously, you are going to continue insisting. The wound may not seem very serious, but it is still bleeding, and if it becomes infected, that can lead to a bigger problem. "Medicines are not hard to get." you continued without giving up. "Stop. I do not need your help."

The adeptus tries to move his arm, and a fleeting expression of pain crosses his face. "Here, come. Put your arm this way and let me-"

"“Let you?” I am an adeptus, not a little child. I can take good care of myself without your mortals meds." he growls glaring at you. You open your mouth to blurt out a word in response, but nothing comes out. "y/n."

"No, well. You are right. What could I do, a useless human in front of an adeptus? I know my place, I guess." You really didn't want to give him the wrong idea of ​​your helping intentions. You just want to help him, not make him feel like a little child. "I'm concerned about you. That's all."

He frowns his eyebrows a little, disgusted. Disgusted precisely with how he spoke to you just now. "... I'm not used to receiving help."

You look at him one more time. The recent bitter feeling seems to be dissipating from inside you little by little, as it does from the tone of the boy's voice.

"Some medicinal herbs may work as well." Was he discreetly trying to ask you for help seeking this plants by way of apology for his sudden words? It was impossible to refuse him, he looks at you as if he was a scolded puppy, and it is difficult for him to keep your gaze. You give him a compassionate smile.

"Sure, but let me take a look at your arm first, okay?" "...Alright."

He's obviously sorry for the way he spoke to you. But don't let him blame himself too much, we all know how much he has suffered already. And he may not show it, but he appreciates your gesture of charity.

Little by little, he will get more used to how attentive you are to his needs.

No more complaints, someday he will love feeling cared by you!

He will feel the need to give you back everything you do to him, so do not be surprised if one day the tables turn and now he is the one who takes care of you.

Thanks @smoochi-modest for your help on the Xiao part, as usual hshshs.

[poisonmaximoff]

BELATED FATE (Elizabeth Olsen x FemReader).

The whole story: here.

Chapter 13. Avoided mistakes

Y/n's POV:

I fully understand where this is leading to. Her eyes filled with tenderness, staring at my lips, slightly stifled breathing and an almost hot hand on my knee, all of it speaks of her intention to kiss me right now. She has no idea how much I want this, it would mean the whole world to me, but I just can't let her do it, despite my burning, nearly unbearable desire.

She is off-limits for me. I know for sure that she isn't ready to destroy everything around her that has been created over the years. She doesn't know what she's doing now and probably doesn't realize that this temporary interest will have its consequences. Perhaps it's just a short-term surge of emotions, for which she consciously doesn't bear any responsibility, and tomorrow she will already forget about it.

I see this woman only as something unachiavale for me and I have already come to terms with it. I'm more than happy to have her in my life without being able to call her mine, even though it hurts sometimes. Therefore, no matter how strong the attraction between us is, it will only lead to broken hearts and suffering. She deserves much better than that and I'm not the person, who can provide her with it.

I can't betray our friendship and the feeling of heavenly comfort by exchanging it for a momentary forbidden pleasure that has no future. Therefore, when Elizabeth's warm breath noticeably touches my face and only a few inches left between our lips, I turn my head so that she only touches my cheek with the tip of her nose.

"The weather today is amazing, isn't it?" I say the first thing that comes to my mind to get us distracted as soon as possible.

I can feel El moving away from me, taking her hand off my knee and turning her attention to the beauty around us. Putting my hands under my thighs (I'm used to doing this when I'm nervous) and waiting a few more seconds, I look up at her again, only to see a mixture of slight bewilderment and confusion on her face. I know she's probably feeling disappointed right now, but we'll both be grateful for that later.

"Yes, indeed." She forces a smile out of herself, trying not to let the awkward silence hang between us, but doesn't succeed in that. I notice how she begins to play with the rings on her slim fingers and I immediately want to fix the tension in the air by all costs.

"Look," I say, pointing at a nearby ice cream truck, "let's go mix some flavors of ice cream and see if that's still good, hm?" I give her a warm smile, hoping that her mood will improve a little bit and she returns my favorite bright grin to me in a while.

"Let's go, but don't complain about stomach pain later or brain freeze, okay? I won't be your personal doctor," she playfully declares, getting up from the bench and holding out her hand to me, which I gladly take.

"I would never have thought that a mixture of strawberry, pumpkin, mint and mango ice cream is really tasty," I say, putting another spoonful of my delicious thingy into my mouth. Elizabeth just scrunches her nose at this with her mouth slightly open.

"Stop grimacing, here, try a little, I won't be able to eat that much anyway, I'm already full." I stop waking and offer my spoon to her.

"Y/n, your stomach is literally rubbery and I'm sure you could eat three of those buckets if you wanted to." She turns her nose away like a little kid who doesn't want to eat oatmeal.

"Oh, come on, Ellie, one spoon for mom, one spoon for dad. Just try it once and that's it." I smile at her as she rolls her eyes and leans down a bit to eat my dessert. Squinting her eyes, in which not a drop of disgust flashed, she says in surprise:

"No, but why is this actually good? Now I gotta question whether I should trust my own taste after this. Give me one more, I don't wanna finish mine now."

"Just look at this mood swing! Weren't you the one, who was looking at my ice cream like it killed your entire family, hmm?" I smirk as I watch El purse his lips and the pout appears on her flawless face.

"If you don't want to share, just say so." She says offended, turns around dramatically and begins to walk in the direction we came from.

"Wait, wait, here, you can have all of that," I quickly catch up to her and hold out my bucket. "Can I have your ice cream then, sweet tooth?" Her face immediately lights up, eagerly talking my dessert and handing over hers in return.

"You should have done so right away," she says looking at me out of the corner of her eye with the signature smirk on her lips.

Only now, when we entered the restaurant, we realized that an hour and a half had passed, although it seemed to us that we were gone for a maximum forty minutes.

"Just look who's finally back!" Madison exclaimed, while Liv only grinned at me, arching an eyebrow, silently hinting to me that my evening was surely pretty exciting.

"Lizzie, where have you been for so long?" Dan asks as El sits next to him, avoiding eye contact for some reason. "And why is Y/n wearing your jacket?" he asks, looking at me with a frown and at this phrase Scarlett throws me a knowing look that makes me fix my eyes somewhere on the table.

"We were just walking and lost track of time a bit," El replies curtly, knowing that this day will most likely be imprinted in our memory for a long time to come.

"While you were gone we were talking about where we can go next weekend, if you two don't mind." Olivia once again saves us from an awkward conversation.

Before I can say that I'm surprised at the fact that we've all got along so well, my phone rings and my eyes widen at the name, as I pick it up.

Elizabeth's POV:

"Yes, Taylor?" I hear Y/n say and my eyes instantly go in her direction. That Taylor? I didn't know they were still talking.

"Wait, I can hardly hear anything, where are you? Are you drunk?" She asks, her jaw tightens slightly and she puts her hand on her mouth in a nervous gesture.

Everyone watches the situation in silence, especially Mads and Liv staring open-mouthed at Y/n as she furrows her eyebrows in an attempt to hear what the person on the other end is saying. What the hell is going on and why is the feeling that my chest is tightening starting to increase?

"Oh my god, I can't understand almost anything, just give your phone to the bartender or someone else." From her worried raised voice and nails digging into the skin of her palms, it's clear that she is super nervous.

"Lux, right, is that a name of the club? No, she's not my girlfriend. Please, try to keep her exactly where she is now until I come there, thank you." With a trembling hand, she hangs up the phone, hurriedly starting to gather her things.

"Guys, I'm so sorry, but I need to go urgently. My old friend got wasted at some club and asked me to take her home, I can't just leave her like that." To be honest, seeing her immediately rush off to save her ex is far from the most pleasant sight, and I can't help but feel bitter about it.

"Isn't that the old friend Liv and I are thinking of, Y/n, huh?" Mads asks arching an eyebrow in anticipation of an answer.

"I'll explain everything later, sorry," Y/n replies, pulling out money to pay for her food.

"Do you need any help?" I ask through clenched teeth, only to be met with her apologetic awkward smile.

"No, I can handle it myself, but thank you very much. Bye everyone, I was very happy to spend this day with you." With these words, she practically springs out of the restaurant, leaving us still slightly surprised with her spontaneity.

"So," Danny begins, "we were thinking about going to the Imagine Dragons concert on Friday night, what do you think about that, Lizzie? Or do you already have some plans?"

My head is still occupied with Y/n and her sudden leaving, but this idea gives me the opportunity to redirect my attention to something else.

"That would be great, but you know what my job is. I don't have any plans, but they might call Thursday night and tell me to fly somewhere for a meeting or an event. But for now I'm totally in, you know how much I love this band. Scar, are you going too?"

"You know, old ladies love concerts and Dan Reynolds' naked torso too, so I'll take that opportunity," Scarlett says, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh my god, you're going there for Dan Reynolds' naked torso too, gimme five," Madison exclaims high-fiving my friend, but Liv, Danny, and I just look at each other and roll our eyes. I don't know since when such things don't excite me anymore, but anyway it doesn't really matter.

After staying in the restaurant for another hour, we decide that we have been here for a quite long time already and it's time to go home. Having said goodbye to everyone, I get into my car and start replaying this day in my head on my way home.

Of course, my thoughts lead me to that moment when I could turn my relationship with Y/n 180 degrees. I have no idea what I was guided by while deciding to kiss her and I'm not even sure that I had time to think before reaching for her lips at all.

It's just that the feelings that she causes in me sometimes don't leave any chance for my other rational thoughts. She's my safe place, she's my escape, inspiration and I could just go and destroy it all with one thoughtless action. She knew exactly what was going to happen and still didn't let me do it, for which I'm truly grateful to her, even though her act took me by surprise then.

This girl deserves much more than an adult woman with an emotional burden, a bunch of problems, who has no idea why she lives and what her calling is. Moreover, knowing what type of relationship she was in before me, I don't want to hurt her pure soul even more, because I won't be able to tell the world that I'm dating a girl, ruining my whole life with it.

It's funny that now I don't even deny my attraction to women and now I don't even care about it. The only shame is that I couldn't admit this to myself earlier because of the fear of being judged, which, by the way, hasn't gone anywhere.

In any case, I don't think Y/n and I will ever discuss what happened today, so I can only erase it from my memory and hope that she does the same. Or let it stay as an example of something that in no case can be repeated once again. I don't have to get used to stuffing my feelings into a deep box, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Entering my empty house, which I unfortunately can't call my home, I understand that only a hot bath and a little alcohol can now at least calm my raging feelings and thoughts a little. Oh, the day started off so beautifully and now here we are.

Taking off my shoes and changing into a black silk robe, I grab a bottle of my favorite red wine, a plate of chopped fruits, and head to the bathroom. Seems like a typical night of a lonely alcoholic middle-aged woman, but now I couldn't care less.

After emptying half a bottle in twenty minutes, I decide that it's enough for today, because my head isn't so loud anymore and I can finally take a break from being overwhelmed.

Mindlessly scrolling through my Instagram feed, I suddenly stumble upon a page of none other than Taylor. She seems to be fucking pursuing me everywhere. I click on her profile and the gorgeous woman who brought so much pain in Y/n's life and at the first call of which she ran to her appears before my eyes. The realization of this fact causes another wave of spite to wash over me.

Why is Y/n still attached to this person? Why does she still care about her so much, aren't her feelings long forgotten already? Is that the reason she didn't want to kiss me today? The intrusive thoughts captivate my head once again and my only desire now is all of it to end as soon as possible.

A/n: no kisses today :(

[darktangledwhispers]

There is collected horrors upon me. (Kurapika X Reader) N-S-F-W

𝕿𝖂: 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋-𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖒, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉....

I am randomly here now. Don't mind. Just read why don't you?

☂ Collecting your thoughts, racing through your head, you hated this horrid nightmare that kept replaying over and over. He always managed to be one step ahead of you, in everything. His color-changing eyes delved with the witness of torture beyond no imagination, blonde and never-ending soft hair that practically glided through his fingers every time he was stressed. That's what lured you in and now he is right there. In your reach. But managing to look so far away. The pain in his eyes was like no other. How could you manage to fall for someone that's barely there in their own mind?

He looked up at you, his attention not set on the wet cement anymore, but on your apprehensive figure. His lips were parted, you seemed to be staring at them for too long because once he spoke, the movement had startled you.

"Did I interest you that much?" His slick voice escapes his mouth, sounding deeper than before. "I was worried you would stop following me." He stood up, managing to almost tower over you.

You scoffed, feigning disinterest before turning your head back to him. "Why would I ever stop? You're my only lead." You look at him with desperation almost, hoping he won't run this time. Although that was a silly thought. He rarely stayed long enough for you to collect yourself. He always left you breathless. The scent of him caught in your throat as he leaned forward, his eyes flickered down to your lips before looking back up. Kurapika had never once smelt anything around bad. He always smelled like the fresh crisp smell of honey drizzled all over redwood, a sweet but harsh scent, it always made you picture a beautiful forest that had the best dark secrets.

"Why haven't you tried to make me tell you anything yet then?" You didn't expect to hear those words come from him. It left you a little shocked. How hasn't he disappeared yet? It used to be so easy for him too. Now he hit the nail on the head... And so unexpected.

"Why haven't you told me anything if you knew?" You managed to come back with a witty response, a raindrop hitting your nose but you never let your gaze move away from him, afraid that if you even blinked, he would be gone. A smile appeared on his face, only for a split second before he went back to his usual deadpan expression. It tugged at your heartstrings, your knees feeling a little heavier than usual.

"You're right. But what if I liked seeing your skill (F/N)?" Once your name left his lips a shiver ran down your spine.

"How do you know my name?" Your voice wavered now, a little frightened at how he managed to find out. It would've taken a lot for someone to find your name, if not years. You barely told anyone your name.

More raindrops found their way onto your burgundy coat and on Kurapika's reddish-pink nose. It looked like he was really cold from the flush on his cheeks. He looked down, not giving an answer.

Thinking that he would escape now, you sighed and your shoulders dejected, looking at the grey bricked sidewalk. You turned. "You've seen my skill enough then. We weren't supposed to get close like this. I have an objective. So do you." Before you knew it, cold harsh words left your lips. Kurapika's eyes showed a tinge of discomfort to them, the curiosity leaving and replaced with what could only be described as worry. His newfound interest, leaving him? Oh, that wasn't a good thought at all for him. But you didn't know your effect. You thought it was just your silly mind... Playing tricks...

Your dark cerulean boots hit the scattered puddles on the ground, leaving the traumatized blonde on his own, his mouth agape slightly. Was he the one being left behind now? No. That couldn't happen. That wasn't happening. He tensed up as he chased after your disappearing figure, a new feeling taking over him, desperation.

His black dress pants were getting wet on the edges and his shoes becoming littered with water droplets. Your confused (E/C) eyes entered his sight as soon as he came to a halt, only three feet away from you. The boy was confused, it was jumbled all onto his face. Why was he following you? He did have one objective. He needed to focus but you were the only thing on his mind lately. That's why he led you here... Right?

"You can't leave. I haven't said-"

"Yet you can when it's me the one talking." You interrupted him, a glare sent his way. He looked down and then back up, his breathing rigid, his brown eyes flickering to a scarlet which made you stop everything altogether.

"I was afraid." The truth practically dripped from his lips from that moment. His eyes showed all the vulnerability. Why was he opening up to you like this now? Why is he trying to mess with you? You gritted your teeth, shaking your head. "Please leave."

"Why?" He asked, stepping closer to you, realizing he's managing to get through to you. He knew it was wrong to slowly force you to open yourself to the idea of letting him talk but he needed to speak his mind. You were giving in to his little trap.

"You're making a mistake Kurapika. You're making me make a mistake." You shook your head and backed away, trying your best to understand what he needed to say so badly but there were no clues. "You're giving me the wrong idea..." You muttered, your heavy breathing could be seen in the cold air, letting off a fog.

He slowly walked to you until he was only a couple centimeters apart, his scarlet eyes staring deep into yours. You were getting lost in them, your breath hitching. His face... So close... It reminded you of when you first saw him, standing on the rooftop, peering down at the auction house. It was only until later on, you had realized that he had become the Mafia leader. You knew then he could help you but you didn't realize that he was going to try to help in multiple ways. Especially like this.

"Who told you it was the wrong idea?" He had no idea what he was saying, he just followed what his heartbeat was telling him and it was pointing to you in over a million different ways and languages in his head. His lips were slowly coming closer to yours, the rain had picked up but both of you were too distracted to notice. His nose touched yours, the excitement erupted in your stomach as the Kurta pushed you against a wall of one of the buildings. Good thing he picked this time... The city had no one wandering around at this time.

"Back away Kurapika..." Your voice gave it all away, how unsure you were, how much you wanted this boy's lips on yours. It expressed everything to Kurapika at that moment and he took it as a sign to move forward, his lips crashing onto yours.

They were soft, the slight taste of liquor was on them but not enough to cringe at. You made a note of that. 'Guess he likes to indulge in his own regrets...' You gripped onto the lapels of his suit, a groan muttering out his mouth and into yours. You could feel the wetness of his hair against you from the rain, the raindrops mixing in with the kiss before you pulled away. There was a relief of some tension as you looked into his eyes. But they were still burning red.

It was obvious. He didn't just want one simple kiss...

He wanted more.

Everything from then on was a blur, from the trip to his place, to how your clothes slowly littered his marble living room floor, to where you were getting observed by him... Underneath him... His intense gaze never left you, every little inch he observed of your skin, littering kisses, a little lovebite. You'll never get the feeling of his teeth lightly grazing and latching onto your skin ever out of your mind. Never. He was intoxicating. Everything about him was intoxicating you.

"Keep looking at me like that... So I can keep it in my head forever..." He whispers, his lips pressing against your neck now as his hands explore the sides of your body. Rough and still soft... It made you shiver as you looked at the white ceiling. His bed was huge and it made you wonder how he even slept in it lonely but that thought quickly got suppressed in your mind as he found your sweet spot. A moan left your lips unexpectedly, his grip tightening on the bedsheets once he heard what he'd been waiting for. He continued to abuse that spot, his teeth pressing in now, the taste of your skin messing him up slowly. You groaned.

He stopped once he knew left quite the mark on you, his kisses becoming rougher and his hands clearly impatient as they started to travel more. Sounds kept slipping out of you, driving him to slowly lose it. He couldn't take it anymore.

He gripped onto your wrists tightly, marks were going to be on them later, a foreign feeling pushing into you and before you know it you were screaming because of him. He changed his rhythm every time he knew you got comfortable, his own expression twisted in pleasure. There was a little blood surrounding his mouth. You knew he didn't mean to... He couldn't help it.... He just used his canines too much... And you didn't care.

"Kurapika..." You muttered against his collarbone, your nails pressed against his back. He sucked in a breath through his teeth as he tried his best to not hurt you again. He was afraid he would go too rough.

"I... love you..." Kurapika looked into your eyes, both of you shared your feelings through a kiss, his grip tightening fully as he couldn't hold back anymore, using all his strength until he made you tremble underneath him... Until you made his back bleed with scratches... Until he knew you wouldn't be able to speak that clearly the next day... He wanted those little reminders of this night to stay with you for a little longer and to stay with him too. He never wanted to forget this.

As soon as your second time flooded through your body, that's when he let go himself, letting everything out inside of you. The feeling making you shake before he collapsed next to you.

Both of you panting. You looked at him, his hair was sticking to his forehead and his eyes back to that beautiful hue of brown. Not that his scarlet wasn't just as beautiful.

"You d-didn't let me say it back..." You huffed, pulling yourself closer to him, trying your best to recover, and like he predicted, your voice was raspy.

"Your face was saying it for you." His laugh danced through your ears like a sweet melody as he moved some of your hair behind your ear before kissing you on the forehead and getting up. "Let me get you cleaned up." His arms were felt under you before you were lifted into his hold, his smile staying on his features longer than before.

You couldn't say anymore, your vocal cords were already strained enough and he understood. He didn't even question why you didn't speak while he cleaned your body. He kept a sincere gaze, washing every single spot, not missing anything. That was until he came across your old scars, a finger tracing them before a concerned gaze met with you.

"You hurt yourself?" Kurapika's voice held a hurt but gentle tone, of course, there were multiple scars on him but he could automatically tell when it was self-harm. He couldn't just leave that.

A sad face decorated yours, looking away, and he decided to bring it up another time. "You're still beautiful." He reassured you. "I won't think anything less of you. Just informing you." He looked up at you with a warm smile and you looked at him in awe, tears brimming your eyes at the sweet words. It was like he read your mind. With that, he pulled you into a hug, soon dressing you, making sure you're comfortable and then laying with you. And as you started to fall asleep, he comforted you on the way there.

"Your secrets are safe with me... (F/N)..."

[mxxnlight-99]

🌼chifuyu x reader🌼

Warnings: +18. Praise kink lots of dirty talk. Squirt. The reader (?) Has a date with kazutora but very short and nothing happens. Slight but very slight spoiler of chifuyu and kazutora's relationship and job. i'm not very good at English so i apologize for possible mistakes

You and chifuyu had met at an animal shelter. you liked them a lot so you were volunteering at various shelters.

You met him several times before you talked to him. He had caught your eye, not that the boy would go unnoticed with those blue eyes and his hair.

He told you that he owned a pet store with a friend but that he also wanted to help out and so he volunteered at various shelters just like you.

Often their schedules coincided so you had built up a nice routine of going out for a drink, going out to eat or just talking about their day, it was nice to have someone to share things with.

He had told you about his past with Toman and you were quite surprised that someone like him had been involved in such situations. Although it didn't really bother you, Chifuyu had always shown you that he was a good person.

Over time you had begun to realize that your feelings towards Chifuyu were more than friendly. You had watched him play with a puppy, he was so loving and then he had turned around and looked at you with those beautiful eyes and gave you that beautiful smile and your heart almost burst out of your chest. You had always wanted to be with someone who shared your love for animals so it was no wonder you felt that way about him.

You had decided to ignore your feelings for him. Clearly the boy didn't seem interested and you didn't want to ruin his beautiful friendship by confessing to him, so things went on as usual.

you had left the shelter and were having ice cream with chifuyu until their phone rang. It sounded like it was from the store it was something with some cages that had arrived it wasn't that important but they needed the main owner's signature and he asked you to go with him.

There you met his friend Kazutora, he seemed nice but since you arrived he didn't take his eyes off you and started to make you uncomfortable.

Chifuyu came back and Kazutora spoke.

- So this is the reason why you've been absent so much? - he said in a playful tone - nice girl -

- She's not my girl," Chifuyu hastened to clarify.

You weren't but feeling the urgency with which he had to clarify that he's not with you hurt you a little bit at the end of the day you really liked him. The situation stayed there and you helped the guys to settle things down.

You had started going to the store more often and now you were helping to clean up and feed the animals. Kazutora was really nice once you got to know him you had a lot of fun hanging out with the two of them.

you were cleaning the place where the kittens were, well more like Kazutora was cleaning and you were playing with the cats.

- you know... - kazutora started talking - you're very cute - you stopped playing and watched him.

- What was that for?

- I'm sorry, I know it's a sudden comment, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable -

- no, it's okay it just took me by surprise I didn't expect you to say something like that -

- I umm... you are very pretty and nice and I wanted to ask you... if you wanted to go on a date with me, that's why I told you that, it's okay if you say no -

You stood there not knowing what to say your feelings for chifuyu were still there and even though you didn't expect anything to happen you didn't want to go out with kazutora if you had feelings for someone else it wasn't fair to him and he had been through enough in his life. You were about to speak when he interrupted you

- I know you like chifuyu - you froze in your place How had he noticed? - It's obvious you're the only one capable of putting up with his tricks but since you haven't told him I figured he might have a chance, it's just a date and we'll see what happens -

You thought about it for a second and agreed. It was just a date and nothing more and you would see how you felt about the situation.

The date was on a Friday afternoon, it was no big deal and you thanked Kazutora for choosing something simple. you had a picnic on a lake where there were some nice ducks. You fed them and took pictures with them it was really a nice afternoon. You didn't rule out the idea of going out with him again.

Monday you went to the refuge as usual, it was one of the days you shared a shift with chifuyu, he had been tense and distant all day, you didn't understand why but you didn't inquire too much, for sure he would tell you when you left.

when you two go out You tried to make conversation but he was still with the same attitude.

- So you went on a date with Kazutora? -

- yes, we had a little picnic -

- why? -

- Why? - you asked confused.

- yes Why did you go on a date with him? -

The question caught you off guard. What were you supposed to answer to that? He had stopped walking and was looking at you waiting for you to answer. You stood a few steps ahead of him not knowing what to say.

- tell me, tell me why you went out with him -

- I... I don't know -

- What do you mean you don't know? Do you like him? -

he approached you and took your face softly making you look into his eyes his lips inches from yours

- tell me now that you really like him and that you want to be with him and I'll leave you alone otherwise... I'm going to kiss you right now -

What?

You couldn't think anything else when you felt his lips against yours. Chifuyu's lips were soft and warm and he held you as if you were going to break. It was a soft kiss but full of longing and as quickly as it started it ended.

- I'm sorry, that was wrong. You're going out with my friend what was I thinking. I'm leaving -

He turned around and started to walk away but you grabbed him by the arm.

- don't go fuyu -

He stopped and turned to look at you, his eyes were teary.

- Why did you do that? why did you kiss me?

- Why would I kiss you? Think what reason could there be for me to kiss you?

You looked at your feet. You knew the reason but you were afraid you were wrong

- because I love you. But that doesn't matter, you're with kazutora -

- I love you too chifuyu -

- What? Then why...? -

- I went out with him because I thought you didn't return my feelings and I just... wanted to try dating other people -

He looked at you for a split second and kissed you again. You couldn't believe that chifuyu returned your feelings.

You kissed him back by putting your arms around his neck and touching the short hair on his neck, he put his hands on your waist and pulled you to his body, cut the kiss short and rested his forehead on yours.

- Let's go to my house. I need you right now - he said

- yes let's go -

The ride to chifuyu's house was filled with anticipation and little kisses.

as soon as they crossed the door of the house you had him on top of you devouring your lips.

- hold on to my neck - he said softly against your lips

You did as he said and he lifted you up by your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist. He went into the bedroom and gently laid you down on the bed on top of you.

His kisses moved to your neck and his hand slipped under your shirt and gently caressed your ribs.

- God! You are so soft baby -

He attached his hips to yours rubbing his erection against you and you let out a little moan. He pulled away from you and started to remove the top part of your clothes leaving you only in your bra, he went down your chest kissing and licking your pelvis, he unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down barely revealing your mons pubis and biting it gently.

- you have a beautiful body baby -

He took off your pants and panties and went back up to your chest and took off your bra.

- Fuyu... - you complained - you're still very dressed up I want to see you too - I want to see you too -

He laughed - whatever my baby wants - and started to undress.

- Do you like what you see? - he said teasing you

- very much -

He kissed you again and moved his hand down to your pussy running his finger softly feeling your wetness.

- you are so wet baby -

He started sucking one of your breasts filling your nipple with drool while playing with your wet pussy.

- Fuyu put your fingers inside please -

Immediately he put his finger inside you putting it in and out gently

- You are so hot baby you feel so good on my fingers. You touch me too baby please I want to feel you -

Your hand went to his cock, it was already fully hard, you started to move your hand up and down and chifuyu moaned against your neck as he increased the rhythm of his fingers inside you.

The sensation of orgasm started to form in you chifuyu's fingers tapping at the right angle to drive you crazy.

- Fuyu... I'm coming ah!

- yes baby do it cum in my hand, I want your cum dripping on my fingers. Please, please baby give it to me - I practically begged.

And you cum driven by his dirty words the walls of your pussy convulsing on his fingers and panting heavily.

- you look so beautiful when you cum baby, I want to see you again -

Chifuyu positioned herself between your legs looking at your pussy glistening from orgasm

- look at that pretty pussy all wet from me - he said spreading your juices.

You moaned and squirmed from the touch still sensitive from your orgasm.

- now I want to put it in. will you let me baby? I can? - he said running his cock up and down your pussy

- yes Fuyu fill me up please - you asked desperately

In less than a second he was completely inside you and let out a moan of relief.

- oh god baby you feel so good, so much better than I thought, ugh I can't take it... I'm not going to last long -

He started ramming gently biting your neck and looking for that sensitive spot inside you. He straightened up trying to go deeper, your eyes rolled back and your back arched, grinding your pelvis against his.

- you have no idea how sexy you look like that love - he said and started massaging your clitoris with his palm as he thrust - you don't know how many times I imagined having you like that but none of my fantasies came even close to how beautiful you look and how good you feel -

Each onslaught brought you closer and closer to the abyss and you held on to the sheets as if your life depended on it.

- Fuyu... Fuyu... Fuyu ah! It feels so good. Fuyu... I'm going to come again -

- aaw my baby wants to cum again? Does my cock feel that good? -

- yes! yes! It feels so good make me cum Fuyu please -

- do it love cum all over my dick let me see that beautiful expression on your face again -

The movement of his hand on your clit increased, the sloshing sound louder each time his cock went in and out of you was too much stimulation and you cum audibly moaning. a white ring covering his cock as he kept going in and out of you seeking his own release.

- Fuyu...I can't - it's too much -

He bent down and kissed you softly

- I know love but hold on a little longer for me I'm almost there... you're doing great - he took you by the hips giving firm thrusts

The sensation of a third orgasm was starting to form but it felt strange it was too much

- baby I'm coming, I'm going to come deep inside of you I'm going to fill you with my cum -

- ah! I can't... I'm coming again -

you came for the third time shuddering and whimpering from over stimulation dripping and wetting all over. And you felt it... chifuyu's hot semen inside you, his breathing completely agitated and small spurts running through you.

They stayed in each other's arms catching their breath. Finally they got up to change the sheets and clean themselves.

- I can't believe you made a squirt, it was so hot, baby -

They had gone back to bed and you had your head buried in chifuyu's chest hiding in shame.

- don't be ashamed love, it was amazing - he said and kissed your head - now let's sleep.

The next day after talking seriously about their relationship and what they both wanted they went to Kazutora to explain and apologize. It had been just a date but you wanted to set the record straight and make sure no one got hurt.

When you talked to him he just laughed at you telling you that he only asked you out so that chifuyu would finally do something about his feelings. You playfully hit on him and feigned anger because that was the reason for going out with you even though you were deeply grateful to him and that things had worked out really well.

[namachuki]

Side you've got him on the brain, how about telling me about your whipped cream hcs. I'd also love to hear your hcs for vampire cookie and cinnamon cookie(one of my personal favs)

So my headcanons aren't really headcanons but scenarios and the way I write out the character is what you can use to infer how I actually make them act lmao

Anyways sorry this is long idk how to split on mobile

TW:// Dark themes / Depression / Self neglect / Self destructive behavior

Whipped Cream-

A ballerino with a passion, since a child they longed to dance to their heart's content. Constantly praised for their gifted performances Whip desired more. No one seemed to master a dance any faster, quicker, and with such defined grace than the ballet prodigy known to be Whipped cream. Fueled by the praise of those around them, Whipped had to seek for more, to fully be recognized for their natural talent and skill. It wasn't until he was denied entry to a show, told that he just did not meet the skill level required. Confused and unbelieving, Whipped exclaimed that was a mistake, no one before has ever been better than him. Hardly did he even have to try to best his peers, but when he was brought to see the skill the dancers need to have to even try out, he was left with a lump in his throat. This only fueled the boy further, no longer was training just a pass time but a necessary requirement if he wanted to prove his worth as a dancer. Nonstop practice, frequent performances, and constant studying became Whip's norm. Each performance only dissatisfied him more at the idea he would be denied for not meeting expectations. Other scheduled performances were meet with messy footing and rushed to all means, no longer did they serve Whip importance as he felt these roles weren't worth it.

It came as a shock to no one Whip had exhausted himself to beyond belief, frustration and dissatisfaction are draining when no break is given to tend to them. The most important performance he had trained for was one of the worst he's ever done and only after realizing he was the one to blame, this self sabotage. He had to take a minute to reflect this was an outcome of unachieved potential he didn't dare indulge in from the praise he mistook as truth. And only after canceling everything and taking a break, did he allow himself months later to stand back up and stretch for the mornings warm up.

Vampire

Vampire is always described as a good for nothing drunk. Always will you find him tipsy to some extent and even when he's sober he hardly ever seems to be from his own willingness. Truth be told he much rather be left alone and bask in the refreshing beverage that is a cold glass of wine. Or is so what he makes himself believe. Vampire always had a bitter taste in his mouth when sober, an uncomfortable feeling would always creep on to him that he couldn't explain well, something just poking at him that he couldn't be bothered to deal with. A simple solution he found to ignore it was to drink, if he was too wasted to awknowledge it then he would be safe. Sure it may have made his sister drift further away from him, sure it made the people around him only further think less of him, but if it could stop him from feeling than maybe it was fine. This was the only way for him to not let the affects of eternal loneliness get the better of him... But sometimes it isn't enough, even when drunk and he stares at the glass in-between his hands, a ringing sensation begins to creep it's way into his ears. A sudden wave of somberness is washed over him and he notices the wine in his glass is being disturbed, and is shocked to see it's because his hands are trembling. He looks around, irritated, wondering where the ringing is coming from. However, nothing is there, nothing is there to disturb him or cause any noise. Nothing... Nothing is there... He is alone...

Alone...

Of course he's alone, this a feeling he should be used to by now.

Yet, he can't help but feel upset, a lump forms in his throat as he clenches the glass with a tighter grip before chugging it down as fast as he can. If he can't think, then he can't feel. A simple rule he intends to follow.

[catzula]

always there to help

Synopsis: You suck at math, and who could be better suited for the job to help you, other than your brother's best friend, the born genius, Bakugou?

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x (Kirishima's sister)Reader

Warnings: Swearing, maybe some bad writing

A/N: So, I'm back! I'm sorry I haven't been writing anything lately, I just didn’t like anything I wrote, so, sorry about that. This one might seem a little all over the place too lol, but it’s because I inteded it to be a small drabble. but accidentally made it a 5.1k fic. So, it might not be one f my better works, but I had a lot of fun writing it!

BY THE WAY, 100 followers guys! Thank you so much for that!

You were working on your homework when you heard the doorbell. You sighed deeply, standing up and going to the door, not expecting to see your brother and his friend group to be standing on the other side.

One specific friend caught your eye, his spiky, ash blonde hair hard to miss. You could feel your heartbeat rising almost instantly, cheeks now a bit warmer than before. You wished you had worn something else, anything but pajama shorts and an oversize shirt, maybe combed your hair and wore perfume or something, but how could you know your brother was going to bring his friends home? 

Okay, maybe you should have known since they were over almost every day.

But since there was nothing you could do now to change the situation, you just smiled, inviting them in -you noticed how Bakugou hadn't even glanced your way once, and though this wasn't different then always, it proceed to hurt and disappoint you every time. It's not like you were expecting for him to have feelings for you or something, but at least noticing you were there would be nice for a change.

Your brother was the last to enter, hugging you so tightly that you couldn't breathe for a few seconds, squirming between his arms. "Eiji lemme go!" You screamed, though your voice muffled by his tight hold. 

"Sorry, just missed you." He told you, letting you free. A cheeky, innocent grin was on his face, the one he knew that made you soft. You answered by a "Hmph," turning to his friends, who were already in the living room, doing their things. Mina was the first to notice you when you entered the room, the cutest smile on her face. "Oh, hey Y/N!" She caught you by the wrist, pulling you to the couch to sit with her. Of course, Bakugou was right next to you.

Feeling self-conscious -when was the last time you had a shower? Yesterday? You could only pray you smelled nice- you scooted a bit more to Mina, putting some distance between Bakugou and you, though it pained you to do so since he smelled like caramel. Honestly, why did he smell this good? It only caused your thoughts to be fuzzier, and for you to be even more excited around him. 

Though he seemed to have noticed your shift towards Mina since he sent a small glance your way, a 'tch' sound coming out of his lips, heating your cheeks.

"Hi, Mina-san." You mumbled, trying to forget the boy -your big brother's best friend- sitting next to you. "Oh, y/n-chan, I told you many times, you can just call me Mina! We only have a year between us anyway." You nodded, though still feeling a bit uneasy. “Sure.”

"I- I should go now, I have to finish my math homework." You told them with an apologetic smile, Mina and Kaminari pouting almost immediately. "Oh, come on, sit with us for a bit," Denki protested, his eyes wandering on your bare legs for a second, earning a deadly glare from your brother and a nudge from Sero. 

"What homework?" Your brother asked you, coming closer to you to block Denki's view. "Oh, you know, the one I was doing this morning." You shrugged, you've been working on the same sheet of paper practically the whole day, but you just didn't know the subject even a little bit, staring at the paper without knowing nothing didn't help much.

"Wait, you still didn't finish that? I thought I helped you yesterday." He pouted. Yes, he did try to help you, but you were sure he also had no idea how to do it, and he had just repeated the question to you again and again, until you had said, "Ah, I understand it now! Thank you, brother," without being able to do anything. You knew he meant good, but it still didn't change the fact that your brother was as clueless as you were.

"I-" You had started to say something before a deeper voice intruded yours. "Oi, shitty-hair, you know you suck at math, how do you think you could even help her?" 

Your eyes shifted to Bakugou -you couldn't help but giggle at the nickname he had for your brother, oh, you had to remember that one- he had an annoyed look in his ruby eyes, his eyes not leaving your brother once. "Well, I-" Eiji had started to talk, his eyes widening slightly after, understanding what Bakugou meant. "Oh, you should have told me!"

You shrugged. "Well, you just looked so happy finally being able to help me with something, I didn't want to make you feel bad." 

Oh no, did that come out wrong? You were about to apologize when your brother pulled you in a hug once again. "Oh my god- lemme go!"

***

"So -uhh- if you do it this way, you can, maybe?.. No, okay, I got it, so if you add this to... Nope, that's wrong- umm, oh, how about-" 

Mina bit the back of the pencil you had given her, fully concentrated on the papers in front of her. "Oh move over, I can help her!" Denki told her as he pushed Mina aside.

"You?" She told him in disbelief, "Don't make me laugh, you're even worse than I am!" 

"No, I'm not!" The blonde boy answered, pulling the sheet of paper. "Yes, you are," Sero also joined the fight, pushing himself between the two. "Oh, you shut up, you're even worse than him!" Mina pushed Sero with all her might, panting. 

"Umm, what is happening?" You asked your red-headed brother, watching them with a smile and clearly enjoying the show. "Oh, don't worry, this happens all the time." He answered, patting you on the back, giggling when Mina pulled Denki's hair, making the poor boy scream. 

Oh, that makes it all better then. 

"Oi, dumbasses, shut the fuck up before I do it." You jumped in surprise when you heard Bakugou screaming right behind you, and surprisingly, three of the grown-ass people that were just wrestling on the floor froze. 

"Sorry, Baku." Mina was the first to stand up, fixing her disheveled clothes and running a finger through her soft-looking hair. Sero and Kaminari struggled for a second or two more, but one look from Bakugou and they were up on their feet too.

"Well, thanks I guess." You told the people who literally just fought each other to help you, though instead of them, it was Bakugou who answered you. "Whatever, you shouldn't be asking these idiots anyway."

You weren't sure what to say since the gratitude wasn't intended for him, but you smiled awkwardly. "Guess I'll have to ask someone tomorrow."

"Oh, Baku, can't you help her? You always help us and you're the smartest." Eiji perked his head with the idea that suddenly came to his mind.

"Damn right I am!" Bakugou answered without missing a beat, though he realized his mistake almost instantly. "Oh, that's great, then, you can help her." Mina cheered, clapping her hands with a wicked grin on her face, eyeing both you and the now furious looking boy. Bakugou would have said no immediately, but everyone in the room -even you- knew his pride wouldn't let him.

"For fucks sake," he muttered, his hand massaging his temples. "Give me that stupid fucking paper."

***

"Oh, okay, that makes much more sense!" You told him, even though you still had no idea how he did it, but you tried your best to hide the confusion in your face, not wanting to seem dumb in front of him. But it took one look and his burrows furrowed, lips curling into a snarl.

"If you're just acting like you understood I'll fucking-" A fake cough came from your brother's way, making Bakugou growl. "I'll explain it to you again and again until you understand it." He finished his sentence, making both you and Eiji grin.

"So what didn't you understand?"

Good question.

"I- uh... anything?" You could feel your face heating as you answered, causing him to grimace. "Oh my fucking God." He muttered, pinching his nose bridge with annoyance.

"LOOK-" Oh, he was pissed. "THE QUESTION IS TELLING YOU TO DO THIS, SO YOU JUST FUCKING ADD THIS TO THAT, AND-" His spiky hair looked like it was ruffling up when he got angry, like an angry bird, the thought making you giggle. As he heard your giggle he stopped screaming, and seeing him so quiet was somehow scarier than him shouting.

"What the fuck is so funny?" He asked gruffly, though his crimson eyes weren't as angry as they were before. "You know it doesn't help when you just scream everything at me, right?" You giggled again because he looked really confused.

"Okay, look." He sighed, "see this? This actually just means you should do this." His pencil moved on the paper, his writing surprisingly neat and pretty- especially for a boy as impatient and angry like him. "Oi, you listening?" He pointed the pencil to you when he noticed you weren't looking at the paper, but at him.

"Oh- yeah, I'm listening." You answered, looking at what he recently wrote and trying to understand what he probably said. His eyes narrowed, but he didn't question it further. "Good."

"As I just said," he stated -making you grin since he probably noticed you weren't, in fact, listening to him, "you should do it like this and that's the answer." 

You couldn't understand why, but suddenly what he was talking about seemed to make so much sense. "Oh my god." Your eyes widened, looking at the sheet of paper, you pulled the pencil he was holding without thinking much on it, quickly writing down what was on your mind before you forgot.

After you finished writing, you turned your gaze to the boy that was sitting right next to you, though he concealed the amazed look he had sent you almost immediately. "Is that... right?" You asked him, feeling anxious, if it was wrong, you probably would look like an idiot.

"Yeah," he muttered, quickly glancing your way and noticing the smile on your face. "Fucking finally." He added, trying to get you to stop from smiling since he couldn't stop thinking about how pretty it was, though to his surprise you only smiled brighter. He could feel his heartbeat picking up, not sure why. Were you always this pretty? Smiled so softly, that made him feel all warm? Looked at him like this, like he was the most amazing person you've had seen?

For him, you have always been the sister of his best friend. He hadn't the slightest interest on you, though he could feel that was changing, the thought terrifying him. No, you were only and only Kirishima's sister, no one else.

***

"Hey, Bakugou-Kun." Bakugou was taking his jacket off as he entered the house, his caramel scent making you dizzy.

"Hey, idiot." He answered without thinking, the rude nickname slipping from his lips, he pressed them together instantly as if he could un-say it. He looked at you with slightly widened eyes, expecting you to be sad, or get mad at him, though he could have never thought you would giggle instead.

"Yeah," you told him smiling, "guess I deserve that."

"No." A sudden answer came his way, causing you to be the one shocked this time. "I- I didn't mean it that way..." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking very uncomfortable. "I just-"

"It's okay!" You told him, finally ending his misery. "I know you didn't say it to be mean."

Now, that was a first.

"Yeah, whatever." He muttered, entering the room, though regretting it immediately, was that rude? Maybe he shouldn't have stormed out? Did you think he was rude? Mean? An asshole?

He had no idea you were only happy because, for the first time, he had stopped to talk with you instead of ignoring you altogether.

You entered the room, noticing the rest was there too, and you wondered when they even entered the house. "Hey, Y/N!" Denki beamed, though noticing the look Eiji sent him, he quickly corrected himself. "-chan. Y/N-chan."

"Hey, Kaminari-Kun." You answered, making him pout. "Oh come on, you can just call me Denki!" A small glance was sent your brothers way, "Denki-Kun. You can call me Denki-Kun." He corrected, smiling widely.

"Oh, okay." You told him. "Would you like something to drink, Denki-Kun?" You asked, making him grin wickedly. "She's just too cute!" He whisper-yelled, nudging Sero. "Anyone? I can make tea."

"Oh, just sit with us instead!" Mina told you and you did as she said, knowing she would force you anyway. Once again, you were stuck between Bakugou and Mina, though this time you were prepared and had worn perfume. She looked at you excitedly, like she wanted to say something, but before she sent an angry look to Bakugou.

"Hey, Baku, can you go sit with Denki or something? We're gonna talk and you're preventing us."

"Haah?" Bakugou yelled. "I was the first one sitting here! And I'm not fucking preventing you, I'm just fucking sitting here, it's not like I wanna hear the stupid shit you'll talk about."

Oh, but he, did. He was dying to hear what you would talk about.

"It's not stupid shit, its girl talk!" She defended, grinning when Bakugou stood up. "W-what do you want to talk about, Mina?" It took a lot of willpower for you not to say Mina-san. "A little bird told me you have a slight liking to a certain angry boy." She finally told you, waiting at first for a bit of suspense.

"W-what, who?" You blurted, immediately noticing the mistake you did. "I mean, that's not- that's not true!"

"Oh come on, don't try to hide it!" She giggled, nudging you. "I know you have a crush on bskdhdhdh!" You slapped your hand on her mouth just in time, a sigh of relief coming out your mouth when you stopped her from saying the name. Though, you couldn't stop her from screaming about you having a crush.

"You what?!" Eiji screamed, standing up.

"Ooh, our little Y/N-chan has grown so fast," Denki told as he wiped the nonexistent tears off his eyes.

"So, who's the lucky guy?" Sero asked, grinning.

"Oops, I may have made a mistake," Mina said, giggling.

The only one that hadn't said one word was Bakugou, though that was somehow even more uncomfortable. His gaze lingering over you, you felt like you were going to die of embarrassment (and why did he have to wear that black t-shirt? It only made you even more flustered, and you just couldn't help but think about how nice he looked)

"It's nothing." You smiled awkwardly, face heating up. You glanced away, looking at anyone but him. "It's a misunderstanding." A fake giggle and all should be good, right?

Well, apparently not.

"No, don't you try to laugh your way out of this. What is this crush?" He looked so angry, it was one of those rare moments that he looked plain out scary.

"It's an innocent crush, Eiji! Nothing to worry about, okay? Now sit down, I need to do my homework anyway." Eyes narrowing, his gaze stayed on you a little more, though he dropped the subject soon after.

"If anything happens, you'll tell me everything." He told Mina, though it sounded more like a threat.

"It's not my place to do so." She answered, grinning wickedly.

***

You peeped your head from the door, trying to take a look of inside. What were they doing?

You've been doing your homework the past hour or two -it was only 10 minutes, but it felt like an eternity- and you came downstairs to seek help.

"Hi, guys." You finally entered, only to find them all snuggled on the couch, watching the greatest show ever been made, Avatar the Last Airbender.

Eiji knew the consequences of such actions, desperately trying to close the TV, but he was late, you could recognize Uncle Iroh's voice from a mile away.

"How dare you!" You gasped, now feeling all eyes on you.

"Wait, what's going on?" Sero looked as confused as the rest of his friends.

"Eiji, how could you do this to me?" You ignored Sero altogether, eyes fixed on your red-headed brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, sis, it's just we had nothing to do and-"

"I can't even see you right now." You told him, turning your back to exit the room, leaving three very confused people after you.

"No, Y/N, wait!"

***

And that's how you found yourself to be snuggled between Bakugou and Denki.

It was really comfortable, you had to admit, but also very maddening. You couldn't even watch the show anymore, your senses filled with the boy sitting right next to you, his body touching yours ever so slightly, his hair tickling your face every time you moved to get a bit more comfortable.

"So you're telling me," Bakugou suddenly spoke up, though your eyes didn't leave the screen, you could feel his ruby eyes on you. "That you have a crush on this guy?"

"She does." Your brother mumbled from the other side of the room. "She even-"

"Shut up, or you won't be able to speak ever again." Everyone in the room suddenly froze, no one able to understand how the hell you just turned in to the most threatening person they ever saw.

"Well, damn, okay." Sero laughed, sending a small glance your way. "I don't know, man," Denki muttered. "Sokka is much better than Zuko. He is a nice dude, everyone likes him, has solid jokes, and is pretty smart. He's kinda like me, actually." 

"Yeah, he is like you!" Mina suddenly cheered. "Except for the being-liked-by-everyone, having nice jokes and being smart parts, of course." 

"Yeah, that's what I'm telling yo- hey!" He exclaimed, making everyone laugh. "If there's anyone that resembles any of these characters, it's Bakugou," Eiji muttered thoughtfully.

"What?" He snarled. Eiji shrugged. “You’re pretty similar to Zuko.”

"Wait, that's very on point!" You told him, causing Bakugou's brows to furrow. "Just think about it, you're very unreasonably angry all the time, keep picking useless fights with everyone, and are very rude!" Mina cheered.

Bakugou would have punched every one of you for even implying something like this, though now the only thing he could think about was if you thought this way too. 

"I- I didn't mean it that way, though." You told them. "He always tries to look so tough from the outside, but he's actually sweet. He tries to act like he doesn't like the gaang or his friends, but in reality, he really likes them. Don't you guys think so too?"

"Now that you put it that way..." Mina muttered, the topic closing and everyone focusing their gazes on the screen once again, though, even though no one realized, a small smile was on Bakugou's lips.

***

After the Avatar marathon, you stood up, about to go upstairs to continue the dreadful math homework when an idea fell upon you. You turned your gaze to the boy, who was sitting on the couch like it was a throne instead. Spiky hair looking softer than usual, you wondered what it would feel like to run your fingers through them. His eyes were closed, and he looked tired. Under the dim light of the small lamp that hung from the ceiling, you were practically in awe of how pretty he was. 

Cheekbones high and defined, a sharp jawline, like it indicated his sharp personality, delicate brows furrowed, buried in thought. 

As if he felt your eyes on him, his eyes snapped open, crimson eyes finding yours. You probably looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights, causing him to smirk. "What's your problem?" 

"I- uh, I was wondering if you could help me with... math?" 

"Again?!" That was a valid question, but it wasn't your fault math was too hard!

"It's okay, Y/N-chan, I can help you instead." You heard Denki's voice, a hand wrapping your shoulder, causing you, Eiji and Bakugou to jump in your places. 

"You don't know shit." Bakugou growled, his gaze suddenly predator-like, making Denki wince and pull his hand back. "Don't do me dirty like that, Bakubro," Denki whined. "I'm just trying to help-" His voice suddenly muffled by the hand on his mouth, a hand that belonged to your bother. 

"You come here for a second." Eiji told him threateningly, pulling him out of the room with force. "No- no, Kiri, don't do this to me!" The door closed behind them, though, a muffled scream or two could be heard every once in a while.

Everyone ignoring the whole ordeal, went back to what they were doing. Bakugou turned to you, his eyes on the sheet of paper you were holding. "So, does this mean you're helping me?" 

Bakugou knew the second you turned to him with that pleading look in your eyes, he was already going to say yes. "Tch," he rolled his eyes, pulling the paper from your hands. "Whatever."

This time, he sat a bit closer to you. 

You sat side by side, arms almost touching whenever he wrote something. "Did you understand this one?" He asked, the pencil he was holding pointing to the second question. Surprisingly, you did understand it. When you nodded, he smiled, it wasn't one of those cocky smirks, this one was a genuine, small smile that took your breath away. 

"Then do this one yourself." 

You gulped, tearing your eyes away from his face as you felt your face heating up. It took you a bit to get focused on what was in front of you, but you were able to use what Bakugou had explained to you, and eventually reached the answer. 

"That's... That was pretty good." He told you as he inspected what you wrote. This time, it was you who smiled brightly, taking his breath away. He could feel his heart suddenly going crazy, hammering his chest as if it was trying to set itself free. And why did he have this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach? This dreadful but also... warm feeling? 

He didn't like this. He didn't like it at all. 

He stood up, his face suddenly angry, causing your smile to drop. He gritted his teeth when he realized he wanted to sit right back and apologize, to make you smile again. But instead, he picked his phone up from the table and turned his back to you.

He exited the room in a hurry that didn't even let you say anything, or thank him.

"Oi, shitty hair! I'm out." You heard him scream to your brother. 

"So soon?" Eiji asked though the door already shut mid-sentence.

***

Although Bakugou had promised himself that he was going to stay away from you, as far as he could, this thing -whatever this was- went on for weeks. He wanted to stop, Bakugou really tried to not think of you whenever he saw a fucking number, but it didn't take long for him to realize he couldn't.

So instead, he came to see you every day, with or without the Bakusquad and helped you with math even if you didn't ask for him to.

You always asked him to, though.

On the other hand, you weren't thrilled about this whole situation either. At first, this was a normal, innocent crush, but as you spent more time with him, you found yourself falling for him. Hard.

"Hey, Bakugou!" You greeted him (you had dropped calling him Bakugou-Kun sometime, though you weren't really sure when), a big smile that you couldn't drop on your face. "Hey, idiot. I brought this shitty thing you like." 

He meant donuts. 

He didn't want to admit it, but he had only bought it to see the way your eyes sparkled when you held one in your hand, about to take a giant bite out of it. 

The rest of the group was already here and settled, so you checked the paper bag in your hands if it had enough for everyone. You smiled brightly when you noticed it did, making your way to the kitchen.

You noticed Eiji standing, leaning to the door, and watching you both with furrowed brows. "Oh, don't look so mad, I'll give one to you too." You told him giggling, interpreting it wrong. 

His face softened, also smiling. "Don't forget to give me the strawberry one!"

"We'll see about that!!" You answered as you exited the room.

"Oh, Bakugou-Kun, did you buy us the shit we like too?" Sero said mockingly, making the others snicker. "Shut the fuck up, tape face."

"Oh, but Bakugou-Kun-"

"I said, shut the fuck up!" Suddenly his heart was beating really fast. "Relax, Baku, having feelings for someone is nothing to be ashamed of!" Mina told him, though she already knew the answer he was going to give.

"I don't fucking have feelings, dumbass." Bakugou didn't have feelings, especially not towards you, the sister of his best friend. But still, he couldn't take his eyes off of you, he couldn't stop his heart from racing whenever you smiled, and he couldn't stop feeling like he would do anything for you to smile again when you don't.

"Sure you don't," Mina answered, a sly grin on her face when she noticed Bakugou's confused expression. It wasn't that Bakugou didn't want the feelings, he just couldn't understand them.

They would have taken it further if you hadn't entered the room with a plate full of donuts in your hands. "Nobody touches the Nutella one!" You told them, letting them take a donut.

You narrowed your eyes and sent a threatening look when Denki tried to take the one you were going to eat.

"You're not eating?" You asked when you noticed Bakugou not taking one. He shrugged. "I don't like sweets."

Your brows furrowed in confusion, "Really? Can I eat yours then?" Bakugou found himself smiling to that, thinking about how adorable you looked with a donut in your hand, a shirt that was too big for you, probably stolen from Eiji and sugar powder smeared on your lips. He couldn't help but wonder, what would you do if he just leaned in and kissed you, right then and there? Would you flinch back? Scream at him? Maybe even be disgusted by him?

He decided he didn't want to lea the answer.

***

"Oh, you're staying late?" You asked with a small smile on your lips, making them look so kissable, Bakugou had to look away. "Yeah." 

"You have homework?" He asked when you didn't say anything. He didn't want you to leave. "Nope, already did them." 

Oh.

"But I kind of wanted to talk to you." You looked nervous, your hands clasped together, anxiously biting your lip. His eyes narrowed, crimson gaze wandering over you like he was trying to read your mind. 

"I have-" You started to say, but stopped mid-sentence so he finished your sentence for you internally. ...feelings for you. 

(You actually had an upcoming math exam, and you were hoping he could help you study for it, but you didn't want to make him uncomfortable.)

Oh, he wasn't going to let you be the first to confess, so without thinking about it, Bakugou blurted. "I like you." There it was, he did it before you! But why did you look so shocked?

"You what?" You asked, eyes wide, just staring at him. Bakugou could feel his heart getting heavier by the second, hands turning cold and a dreadful knot forming in the pit of his stomach. Weren't you saying the same thing just then?

"I-" should he just tell you to forget about it? No, he wasn't the kind of man to just back off. "You heard me." He told you gruffly. "I like you." 

Much to his annoyance, you stayed quiet, not giving him the chance to be happy or sad about it. Just silence. "And? What's your answer?!" 

For the first time in this conversation, you looked at him properly. You hadn't noticed how his crimson gaze shined with uncertainty, confusion, and anxiety. He was afraid of your answer, you realized. Even the great Bakugou Katsuki was afraid of rejection. 

So instead of giving him a verbal answer, you leaned in instead, your lips touching his softly. 

His eyes opened wide with the contact, not being able to understand what was going on. Your lips were so soft, it molded perfectly against his, and he was afraid that if he moved even an inch, you would realize you were making a big mistake and pull back. So he froze.

"Bakugou?" You pulled back slightly after a few seconds, making him want to pull you back and never let go. "Won't you kiss me back?" 

To this, Bakugou grinned, his hands suddenly on your back, pulling you towards him. The last thing you remembered before you lost yourself in the kiss was how soft his lips were, and how amazing he smelled.

***

"You know we still have to tell Eiji, right?" You told him, running your fingers through your messed up hair, trying to look like you didn't kiss a boy for the past... well, you weren't sure how long, actually. 

"Yeah." He answered, lips slightly pink. 

"You know, I think I have the perfect idea of how to tell him."

"You do?" He asked, now slightly intrigued. You nodded, standing up. Eiji was in his room, so you pulled Bakugou by the wrists up the stairs. "Come on." You told him when he hesitated. "This will work."

You knocked on your brother's door, opening it just the slightest when you heard him tell you to come in. "Hey, Eiji." 

"Hey, sis." He smiled widely, not aware of Bakugou behind the door. "What's up?"

"Oh, nothing much." You shrugged, "Just wanted to tell you that Bakugou and I are dating, okay bye!" You shut the door after you without giving him the time to say anything, running down the stairs, and pulling Bakugou after you. 

Your brother opened his door, running after you, his face as red as his hair. "You what?!"

"You idiot!" Bakugou screamed. "So this was your great idea?"

[yoongsicles]

warning: almost cheating

wc: 1,673

genre: lil' fluff, angst

Track 2: One Last Time (Ten Lee)

Sometimes you still question yourself if choosing your modeling career was the right choice or even leaving your family just so you can go to Paris.

There's still a lot going on inside your mind to this day. Ever since you've been chosen to become one of the models in your agency to go to France, you have never been so happy in your life. It was a dream come true for you but being there made you realize how incomplete you are.

Sometimes you still question yourself if choosing your career over him was the right choice.

Him. Ten Lee.

You two were inseparable ever since elementary. He was there in your ups and downs, you were there when his parents got divorced. You were his first everything and he was yours.

For him, you were the love of his life, his everything. But that was before you broke his heart.

You are officially invited to Ten and Lisa's wedding.

You've read this countless times but it still hasn't sunk in. Lisa was your high school best friend. You knew from the beginning how he feels about Ten but since you were still his girlfriend back then, Lisa didn't have a choice but to accept the fact that you're his.

And now. They're about to get married.

"It's good to have you back here" your sister, Yeri held your hand while she's driving. She just picked you up from the airport.

You're still looking at the invitation when Yeri noticed you.

"You don't have to go, you know" she sighed still focused on the road. "I can't miss Lisa's big day," you said putting the invitation inside your purse.

"Don't you think it's kind of insensitive for her to send you an invitation?" she asked and added "Three years ago when she told you that she's dating Ten, that was foul. I mean you're her best friend and dating your ex is just" she sighed again.

"I have no control over their feelings, Yeri. All I have to do right now is to support them" you tried showing her a smile but failed.

It was exactly six years ago when you chose your career over Ten.

When you got to Paris, you still tried continuing your relationship with him but you weren't happy anymore. Long-distance doesn't work for you but for him everything was possible.

Until he was the only one left trying. Ten knows that you're about to give up but you already did.

Ten supported your career still even though in return, he'll lose you.

When Lisa told you that he was dating Ten two years after you broke up, that made you realize that breaking his heart was a mistake.

And now you're too late.

"We're here" you got back to your senses when the car stopped. Looking at your house, you can't express how happy you are now that you're finally home.

Two days after returning to Seoul, you and Yeri went to Lisa's bridal shower.

"Now you're nervous" Yeri teased you, "I told you this is not a good idea. What will happen to you at the actual wedding? Passed out?"

"I'm fine" you smiled at her. You saw Lisa entertaining her guests and took her a minute to saw you too.

"Oh my God, you're here!" she ran towards you giving you a hug "Hey," you said still hugging her "Six years, y/n. Six freaking years and the only thing that can get you back here is my wedding" Lisa squealed holding both of your hands.

"Well, I can't miss this," you tell her smiling. Yeri scoffed beside you giving Lisa a fake smile.

The night went well. You saw your high school batchmates, got to drink your favorite wine, and you also got to bond with your sister.

Lisa's bridal shower was about to end when you saw Ten entering the venue. You felt like everything stopped. Seeing him again after six years was overwhelming that you can't even think properly.

He went to greet Lisa and the other guests. "You're not supposed to be here! This is an all-girls party" you heard Lisa shooing Ten away but he just held Lisa's hand tighter "I'm here to pick you up. It's getting late" Ten replied.

You were waiting for him to notice you until he did.

"You never told me that Ten got way hotter now," you told Yeri still looking at Ten "Uhm because he's already your ex?" she answered.

"Y/n! Come!" Lisa called you but your feet were glued on the floor so Lisa decided to bring Ten and walked towards you.

Both of you and Ten had an awkward greeting but he made sure he's making you feel comfortable by having a proper conversation with you.

"I'm glad that you'd get to attend," he said. You don't know how to answer that so you just gave him a smile. Ten has known you enough that he can see the pain in your eyes.

He tried not to think about it but seeing you so beautiful tonight can't deny the fact that he missed you too. After all, you were his best friend.

On the way home, you don't even know if it's the alcohol that's making you sad or seeing Ten earlier. You still can't move on from how good he looked.

You still love him. You still do and it sucks.

The night before the wedding, you've decided to visit Ten in his apartment. You knew Lisa's not gonna be there because she's not allowed to be with his groom until the wedding.

Different emotions filling you up right now as you knocked on his door. Drinking too much will make a person too vulnerable and make you do something you'll regret the next day.

And here you are at his doorsteps.

"Y/n?" Ten was clearly surprised because the last thing he wants was a visitor this late at night.

"Can I come in?" Ten was hesitant but he was worried that something's up so he decided to let you in. Walking past him, he smelled the alcohol all over you.

"Are you-" before he even gets to finish his question, you cut him off by saying "I still love you" which shocked him. He was confused, so confused that he became mad at you.

"Why now?" he asked "I know I don't deserve you anymore but please hear me out for the last time" you started crying in front of him.

"I'm sorry it took too long for me to realize the mistake I've done. I swear I tried coming back but Lisa was already there"

"Yes! She was there and is still there. She never gave up on me, y/n. Unlike you who made it seem so easy"

You were sobbing and Ten was just looking at you.

"I'm so sorry" you hugged him and he was doing nothing. Just letting you hug him. Ten missed you so much but this isn't right at all.

When you let go of him, you looked him straight in his eyes still crying "I missed you" you whispered. This isn't supposed to happen, you both thought but your emotions are fighting back.

Both of you know that the love is still there but for Ten, it's the love for his best friend and not for the person who broke him before.

On the other hand, all you wanted to do was kiss him again but before you could even do it, you passed out in his arms.

Waking up to familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings, you see yourself wearing a man's shirt. Realizing where you are, the events from last night flashed in your head.

You facepalmed. You swear in your life that you'll never gonna drink again.

You get up immediately to get your things. You saw Ten sleeping on his couch. I can't wake him, you tell yourself.

You just felt horrible that you're in his apartment, six hours before his wedding but thankful as well because nothing regretful happened last night. Yes, saying those words last night wasn't regretful at all for you because now you have the chance to fully move on.

Ten woke up to the sound of his alarm. Turning it off, he got up to see if you're still in his room but you already left. He sighed remembering what happened last night.

He noticed his and Lisa's wedding invitation on his table alongside a letter.

It was from you.

Dearest Ten,

I'm sorry I wasn't able to bid goodbye properly but what I'm sorry the most is the pain I've caused you. You didn't deserve it at all. The consequences I got when I lost you were enough for me to let you go and what happened last night was a part of it. Even though it wasn't my plan to get drunk and barge in like that, I'm still thankful that all is out now. I'm finally free from the burden inside me. I have decided to go back to Paris and never come back again. It's the least I can do for both of you and that means I can't attend your wedding as well. I'm just scared that everything will come back again if I see you getting married so this is the best solution. Yeri was right, I shouldn't have come in the first place but I think that was because I wanted to see you for the last time again. You were my best friend and you still are but unfortunately, everything has its ending and I'm afraid this is ours. Our history will always have a special place in my heart and I thank you so much for being a part of it. Please make a much better history with Lisa. You deserve each other and I'm glad she's the person you're gonna spend your forever with. Be happy always :)

Thank you for bringing me back home. I will always love you, Ten.

Y/n

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[atiny-exol]

Mafia Ateez reaction to their s/o fighting a person out of jealousy

Warnings: strong language, blood, fighting, s/o gets harmed, ateez gets mad or not, some mature things

A/N: I really had fun writing this request. I hope you also have fun reading this.

Requested: Yes.

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Hongjoong

He steps in the room, his eyes are sticking on your slightly hurt body sitting on the couch.

His look is mad, slightly angry but most importantly, concerned.

The look pierced through your skin and after some time you looked up at him, giving him your best smile with your bruised lip and broken nose.

The fight was a bad idea, that's for sure.

Hongjoong doesn't even have to say it.

,,Sometimes I ask myself why you bring yourself in situations like that. What the purpose of that? Do you want to scare me?"

The emotions in the room are thick and the words slipped out of his mouth with so much irony and concern, that you felt bad for doing something as stupid as this.

But the jealous feeling just rushed over you, as you saw how this girl tried to flirt with him during a meeting.

It was dangerous, but you would always do it again. Even if your fiance would be mad with you.

Your smile widen and you giggled softly at his words. Even if he tried to hide his small smile, you could see it clearly forming on his facials. Yeah, you would do it again, if that means you can show him how much he means to you. ,,I'm not stupid. I just knew that she didn't have a chance against me. Not just in the fight." and with that both of you began to giggle.

Seonghwa

A bad feeling hits him as soon as he left you alone in the room with her

Woth who? With his ex wife of course.

Yeah he left her for you and now he had to make some silly little deals with her. Everything on a business level of course.

I mean that's how he sees it.

But she. Yeah she tried to flirt with him, giving him hints of taking him back and telling him the advantages of a marriage between them.

And as he came back 5 minutes later, he wasn't even surprised that you layed on top of her. Making her already ugly face even uglier.

,,Y/N. Baby. What did I say about violence against someone who is weaker than you?"

With an cold expression he looked down on his ex wife, before he softly helped you to get up. ,,The next time, you don't do that yes baby?" With a soft smile you nodded at him, laying your arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss. Fully blending the annoying screaming of his ex wife out. Both of you knew that you would do it again.

Yunho

Going to a club with you was always fun. Until you got so drunk that you begin to do stupid things.

And the most stupid thing you did this night, was fighting with some silly girls, because they tried to approach Yunho.

And Yunho is annoyed. More than annoyed.

He pulled you away and apologized for you, before he throws you over his shoulder and went home with you.

The next day, as soon as you mind worked like a decent person again he will scold you.

,, Really sweetheart I will never go there with you again. You are so stupid when you are drunk. Unbelievable."

He didn't mean it, both of you know that. He just doesn't want you to get in a dangerous situation again.

But he likes it in a strange type of way.

,,Y.. Yunho please I-" ,,I'm still not talking to you unless you say yourself that this whole thing was super stupid." His voice interrupts you and he shot you a dangerous glare. You only responded with a smile. ,,But you just talked to me." ,,... Now say it.. I don't want to ignore you anymore."

San

With a wide smile he shoves another hand of popcorn on his mouth. Watching you how you beat the ass of the stranger.

You both just wanted a small movie night and now he has a better movie than he expected.

He isn't really concerned about you.

Why?

Because he trained you. There is no way that this idiotic person hits you, or even worse beats you in a fight.

Proud of you, if you come back with a smile.

,,That's my kitten! I knew you would show them what it means to flirt with me."

Cuddles and kisses as a gift for the win.

You giggling rings in his ears and he gently petted your head, playfully placing the popcorn between his lips before he placed his lips on yours. The kiss was rough, but soft at the same time and just as you broke the kiss a huge smirk appeared on your and on Sans face.,,You look so hot while you fight for me love." ,,I look even more hot moaning under you. So you better hurry up to get me home."

Mingi

As soon as you get hit once, he would pull you away. His protective side would come out immediately and his gaze would turn dark.

Shots a dangerous look at them, to make them shut up and carries you bridal style home.

Doesn't talk a tiny bit with you, even if you apologize or do something else.

At home he would check if you are okay, still not talking.

After that he gets up and turns around.

,,You really don't have to prove anything darling. Even if someone flirts with me, I don't want them. So don't do it again. It's ridiculous."

Walks away. Leaving you alone

You would probably have to apologize and shower him with kisses so he stops to pout.

,,Mingiiiii" you complained as you placed another kiss on his cheek, trying to get his attention again. ,,I'm sorry.. How often do I have to tell you that." right after that he looked at you with a dark glare, his face just an inch away from yours. ,,Until you learn that this could have end worse! It's cute that you try to protect what is yours. But hell Y/N you never know who you are fighting against."

Yeosang

Mad, angry and slightly disappointed.

You both attended a fancy party together, so of course Yeosang had to deal with some business things.

One of these business things was talking with a woman, a really handsome woman in your eyes. But that wasn't the problem.

No the problem was the way she touched him while talking, how her hands would ,,unintentionally" meet his or how her hand restes a little bit longer than necessary on his shoulder.

One or two or maybe five drink later. (the boys tried to distract you, but alcohol maybe wasn't the right thing)

You got very and I mean very presumptuous towards this lady. And before anyone could react.

You made a scene infront of everyone. She wasn't just anyone. She was very skilled in fighting and so you end up injured. If it wasn't for Yeosang, she might have killed you.

But yeah he saved you. Carried you to the car and drove home with you. The car ride was silent, just like the time you stepped in your home.

He ignored you, but then helped you with your injuries.

,,The next time I don't help you. God why are you so stupid huh? This is totally ruining my reputation. You should know better than behaving like that. You aren't 4 years old anymore."

After that he gets up and went to the room, slamming the room shut and letting you handle the whole situation on your own.

Silent tears run down your cheek as soon as you heard the loud noise of Yeosang slamming the door. He was right. You weren't 4 years anymore, you are grown up and should known better than doing something like that. But even if it's your fault, he as your finance should not just blame you, he should have helped you more too right now. You are hurt, not just from the fight. But by the way he treats you too.

Wooyoung

Just like San he would be proud. Like really proud.

You get everything you want after you little fight, but he is also responsible. So he would scold you too.

,,You know, the way you hit this person wasn't really good for your hand. You could have really injured yourself. I have to train you more."

Smiles, kisses but also a cute reminder that you don't need to be jealous on the first place.

Buys you ice creams and tells you how much he loves you. Isn't interested when he men give him a confused look. Because Wooyoung isn't so soft normally.

Let you sit on his lap after your fight and keeps you close, so you don't have to fight anyone again.

His fingers draw small circles on your back as you happily eat your ice cream. You dont even care what wooyoung is talking about with his men right now. The only thing that matters is, that he isn't mad at you and that you finally got all of his attention. With a small side look, you glared at the person who earlier go beat up by you. They would never do this mistake again.

Jongho

Super surprised as he was how you fought with someone. He didn't even realize that someone flirted with him.

If the person is hurting you, he doesn't hesitate to pull his gun out

No one is going to hurt you, even if you started the physical fight

,,What do you think you are doing to my fiancé/fiancée."

Pulls you away and scolds you, but also kinda red when you explain why you fought

Hugs you tightly and giggles like a little school girl

But quickly his serious face is back

Tells you to never do this again, he might have killed this person

,,I'm sorry.. I won't do it again Jongho.. Please don't ve mad at me now." You said with a sad smile as you saw his serious face. But your concerns immediately vanished as his sweet giggle rings in your ears. Confused of why he is giggling, you stand infront of him. ,,I'm not mad at you. Why would I? Because you fought over me? Nooo it's cute."

[cantolopejeevas]

and lastly, the au where you don't know your soulmate until the two of you touch for heart eyes! this can also include the one where you have a black mark if you want it to, since you never wrote one for them when you did that for everyone else (since they weren't a thing pfft)~

So I kinda tried to go with an almost gothic fairytale vibe with this, haha, and I did it from Lorna’s POV, so hopefully I did that well enough!! I like this one quite a bit, haha, it’s just fun thinking about these two~

Do not leave your homes after dark. For the Sorceress of the Night dances in the streets, and if her claws sink into your flesh, she will never let you go.

That was the first law of the land. Even though the town was home to demons, beings who could prey on the negative feelings of others, the Sorceress was something to be feared. Her power had stolen away several people already- those foolish enough to think they could withstand her call and put an end to her horror.

Yet she remained. A blotch of crimson lurking in the night, her cloak hiding the terror of her form from curious eyes.

Eyes like Lorna’s.

Though she couldn’t see much beyond blurry colors and vague shapes, every night, when insomnia took its hold on her, when the mirror felt too cold to sink back into, she would stare out the window of her bedroom and watch. And every night, the Sorceress would pass by, visible under the streetlamps before fading into the darkness. For a moment, it would feel like Lorna wasn’t alone- like the Sorceress was watching for her just the same. Like perhaps she was aware of this secret little ritual.

But that was just wishful thinking… Even Lorna’s own brother didn’t know about this. But he usually stayed in the mirror at night. Found more of a home there than she ever could.

Lorna’s hand pressed against the cold glass, and the black of her unfulfilled soulmark reflected back at her as she watched that familiar red blur pass through it. An aching desire bloomed up in her chest, burning through the numb lethargy.

Go out there.

It was the one thing she’d felt compelled to do in a long while. So she couldn’t ignore it, right? Her thumbs slipped under the soothing cloth of her overall straps as she slowly made her way through the house. The butterflies in her stomach overwhelmed her, but it was too late to turn back now.

The cool night air chilled her to the bone. Huddled in on herself, she tried her best to make out any sign of color, something she could follow. And just at the end of the street was that familiar crimson.

Waiting for her.

For just a brief moment, Lorna wondered if maybe she should go back inside. She had no idea what would happen to her if she followed the Sorceress. Would she disappear like the others? Perhaps. But Lorna didn’t quite seem to care at the moment.

The Sorceress stayed just far enough away to lead her further away from the safety of her home. Deeper into town, farther than Lorna had ever been under the protective eye of her brother.

Oddly enough, she never felt any danger. Sure, she was incapable of being out here on her own, or so she’d always been told, but…

She wasn’t quite alone, was she?

Finally, the game of cat and mouse came to an end. The town square was lit up on all corners, leaving no shadow for the Sorceress to hide in. A shiver went through Lorna, and she wasn’t quite sure if it was from the air or the sense of foreboding weighing down on her.

“Are you cold?”

That voice was surprisingly deep and husky. Mature, yet kind. Lorna bit down on her lip, unsure of how to answer.

Slowly, soft footsteps made their way closer to her. She kept her eyes to the ground until she felt something warm drape around her shoulder. The cloth was soft, and bringing it closer to her face fully revealed its crimson hue.

“There we are,” the Sorceress said with a hint of humor in her voice. “Wouldn’t do to have a pretty young thing like you freezing out here, now would it?”

Pretty? Lorna had to look up, and she was met with a gray face, surrounded by dark hair. But the most odd thing- and it flustered her to even think that she was close enough to see- were the three red eyes she could make out.

The Sorceress flashed her a white grin. “Would you care to dance with me? It’s been too long since I’ve had decent company.”

That was an odd request. But Lorna would feel bad saying no. So she slowly nodded and held her hand out. And as soon as the Sorceress took hold, a spark of warmth tingled through her skin. Like she put her hand just a little too close to a fire. Not painful, but enough to jolt her heart into action.

Whispered instructions were her guide as the Sorceress led her into a slow, leisurely dance. Lorna focused less on where they were moving and more on the feeling of their hands laced together.

“You don’t have claws…”

A laugh made her realize that she’d said that out loud. Her face burned with humiliation- that was so rude, how could she say such a thing? But a gentle sweep across the back of her hand almost soothed those buzzing thoughts.

“Not at the moment,” the Sorceress teased. “But that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.”

She didn’t know what that meant. But she took it as a warning nonetheless. One wrong move and she’d end up like everyone else, she knew it.

“I can tell what you’re thinking,” the Sorceress said, and stopped the dance, hands firm but gentle as she held onto Lorna. “But you aren’t like the others who’ve sought me out. You’re special. At least to me, my dear.”

Finally, she let go. And when Lorna took in the once black splotch on her hand, all she saw was deep crimson contrasting against her pale skin. And the Sorceress raised her hand to show off her own color- white against the dark gray of her fingers.

But there was another splotch of white on her, wrapped around her wrist.

“Lost love,” the sorceress answered softly, somehow reading her thoughts. “I hold her in my heart, since I can no longer hold her in my arms. But I promise to not make the same mistake with you. If you wish to allow me such an opportunity.”

“Um… If you’re sure you want me,” she said softly and pulled the cloak more tightly around herself. “I’m not useful, so… I don’t know how good of a soulmate I’ll be…”

The Sorceress hummed. “All I need from you is kindness and care. And in return, I’ll give you anything you need.” A warm hand touched against Lorna’s shoulder. “Especially reassurance. You’re no burden, my dear. No matter what, I will care for you and cherish you like you deserve.”

She had a hard time believing it. But the way the Sorceress spoke, the way her words made her feel a little comforted, it was so new… Almost intoxicating. And a little thought popped up in the back of her head, one that she was almost ashamed of.

If she disappeared into the night, captured by the hidden claws of the Sorceress, maybe that would be okay with her.

[eds-zebra-warrior]

2021 Ehlers Danlos Society Awareness Month (Day 22 Prompt: Proudest Moment)

Choosing a proudest moment is actually kind of tricky. Four come to mind so I will discuss those. The first one was when I was 13 and I don't even know that I would call it proud because I didn't talk about it for a long time. I honestly think this one is more of being in the right place at the right time and just doing the right thing but I will discuss this regardless as its something not too many know about me or a story I talk about often.

I was working in Little Kids Space at the time. There was a little girl playing. I forget her age now but she was under the age of two. I want to say maybe I am 18 or 19 months old. The kids can't get out of the kids space so even though we encourage the parents to play with their kids and interact with them some will sit down and read while their kids play and not pay the best attention to them. They used to take track of how many kids a parent brought in too so they didn't come out with more than they went in with (kidnapping) Well the little girl's mom was in the bathroom so she wasn't watching her daughter. They do an amazing job with safety having special plugins that power won't go to unless the two or three prongs of a plug go into the socket at the same time so fingers in the outlets won't get electrocuted, adding bumpers to things etc.

Of course things happen and someone put a bean bag in front of the window and she got on the beanbag I think and climbed up onto the window seal. There was a little edge of an exhibit which held the control panel but a lot used it like a bench and it faced the window. In training we are told not to pick up a child no matter what. Well I was picking up balls at the ball pit and turned around and saw her in the window. A lady was beside her with another kid who I thought was her parents. I sat the ball grabber down and went over to ask her nicely to get down out of the window because it was dangerous. Right then the woman walked off with the other kid so I realized she was alone and started jogging over to the window. Another kid ran in front of me and dropped a toy coming to a dead stop to pick it up so I had to stop so I did not run over him. I glanced down at him to go to step around him and I heard “WACK” then this agonizing and almost screaming cry. The kind of crying where you know a kid is really hurt and not throwing a temper tantrum or needing a diaper change. High pitch screaming you can't really make a mistake. The little girl fell out of the window seal and hit her head on the bench and blood was gushing from her head so fast you could literally see it gushing more forcefully as her heart beat.

I took off running over to her and her mom came running out of the bathroom right behind me. Her mom was a total mess, not even sure what to do and too panicked to really do anything. I grabbed her up in my arms and pressed my hand against her head, ran into the bathroom and grabbed a ton of paper towels. Her moms just totally having a melt down and Ted who worked at the front gate and was an adult full time employee heard her screaming and came around the corner so I yelled for him to call 911 and he did. Her head was cracked open from the top of her head and slightly to the left side basically as far back on the top of her head as her ear, all the way down to her eyebrow so it was a good six inch slice and massive. I got her on the floor and yelled for a guest to pound on a door which was the employee door and tell them to bring out some T shirts, and ace wrap as fast as they could.

We had gauze and I didn't even know if the ace wrap would do anything but I did know that we had a ton of white t-shirts and grey sweatpants we will let kids borrow if they play in the water area and get their clothes wet. We will let them borrow clothes and will throw theirs in the dryer for them but we would wash all of our clothes in bleach after they were borrowed. We had some gauze, Band-Aids, ace wrap etc. that we kept in the play hospital for kids to play with but gauze weren’t going to do anything for this big of an injury so the bleached shirts were the first thing that came to mind. My co-worker came running out with a handful of t-shirts and ace wrap and of course she was paid staff too but was squeamish and about passed out so I grabbed the shirts and folded them putting them on her head and ended up not using the ace wrap but used a several of the T-shirts wadded up on her head and wrapped one as tight as I could around her head to hold the others tighter on her head and used one to try to wipe the blood from around her eyes, nose and mouth that had ran down her face put her between my legs and just pressed on her head as hard as I could to try to keep it closed until the squad came and tried to calm both the baby and the mom down as both were bawling. The paramedics came and took over, taking her to the hospital. After they left someone went downstairs and got me a new shirt and I got cleaned up while they cleaned up and coned off the whole area for housekeeping to clean up. I apologize for picking her up since we aren't supposed to do that and they said I did the right thing.

I came in to volunteer again a week later and everything was pretty normal. I came in the following week, two weeks after it happened and when I walked into the office they had a big cake and when I came in yelled congratulations, my boss came up and awarded me the gold star for going above and beyond the call of duty and told me my name will permanently be engraved on their wall. I had no clue what was going on and they read a letter to me that the paramedics had sent to them to give me saying that if it weren't for my prompt and professional action, based on her small size and the massive size of the would she would have never made it to the hospital if it weren’t for me and that they credited me fully for saving the little girl's life. A few weeks later I came to work and Ted told me that the mom came in with her daughter on a day I wasn't there and asked for me but since I wasn't there she wanted them to tell me thank you and how much it meant to her what I did and brought her daughter so I could see how she was doing but they said she was doing really well, happy, had a really big scar but other than that she was back to playing and being herself.

The second event also at COSI involved a project I was doing to better the building. They let me walk around the building for part of the day over two weeks, blind folded… well kind of; we spray painted a pair of goggles black. I used with a PVC tube to mimic a cane that someone uses that is blind to try to get an idea of what there isn't accessible to the blind community I came up with a huge list of ideas but of course, I’m not blind, well at least not with my glasses so I asked them to bring in a class of kids from the school for the blind and gave them a tour of the building. While there I took note of anything they thought wasn’t accessible to them. I also went home and researched technology and things being implemented at other places for the Blind.

They gave us a limit as to how much they would spend on our project and it's not a lot but I tried to pick several things I saw were the most needed. I narrowed down the list and had them purchase Six Audio Description Devices for their Extreme Screen Theater. I then decided we needed both a braille map of COSI and to label each area with braille signs. I wanted to do either braille or audio descriptive devices for all of the exhibits but that wouldn't fit into the money allotted for the project so we had to go cheap with little stick on braille signs for things like the bathroom, stairs, exhibition entrances, stairs, elevator etc. I had a little bit left and you know, good to the last drop. In Little Kids Space they had Rat Basketball but children who were blind couldn't really enjoy a bunch of rats running around an empty fish tank and throwing a ball in a hoop. You couldn't touch them or anything, just heard a bunch of kids yelling and rooting for their favorite mouse and the sound of the little orange ping pong ball with holes in it hitting the floor of the fish tank when the mice put it in the hoop so I wanted something they could enjoy.

At the time Kids Space was only open for kids in kindergarten or younger so I had to make it something fairly basic for a kid to understand so I made a science of touch box and tried to make it like a game where two kids compete against each other like rat basketball was a game where they had to put their hands in the box and guess what the item was before they pulled it out. The same exhibit also had another set of boxes that were interchangeable where you could reach in and try to pull out two things that felt similar like a mini basketball which has the little bumps on it and a fake orange which felt very similar with the little raised bumps. I added some fun things to feel in there like snake skin, rabbit fur and slime. It was pretty basic and cheap but I felt that they needed at least one show for little kids space that a child who is blind can participate in.

When I was done I turned in a extensive list of things like the braille exhibit signs or audio description signs. During my research, I found out there was an airport that wanted to make it easier for the blind to navigate and installed a steel bar in the floor that was kind of like a little lip a cane can fit into. The person who is blind can place their cane in it and it will keep them walking on a straight path down the hall with little notches to indicate where there were halls or doors for other rooms so they knew where to turn but I loved the idea of that combined with the braille, 3D map. In adventure I wanted their letters for their secret language to have like a clear puff paint put on them to make them tactile friendly and a bunch of other ideas.

After I completed the project they brought the school for the blind back to both try the changes I made. With only six audio description devices they had to share and I hoped for them to get more later but they just used ear buds to share them and six was better than none. I also reviewed my list of ideas with them but what makes me proud is that they continued to utilize the list even long after I left and I have seen a lot of the more expensive things added like the braille and audio description on a lot of the signs at the exhibits. That metal guide rail was installed, before I even left someone created a 3D, braille map. But it makes me proud that they took my ideas and continued to implement them even years after I had left.

The third moment was about a year after my grandma died. It was close to Christmas. My mom and I were a little depressed because we used to always like buying gifts for my great grandma and this was going to be our first Christmas without her and honestly even more depressing because she passed away 2 days after Christmas. We went grocery shopping at Kroger and were picking up some things at the pharmacy when we heard two little old ladies talking in the isle beside the one we were in… I guess you can say where were eavesdropping but one of the women was talking about how bad she needed a walker and they were both saying how they did not have the money for one, how bad the one needed it and debating what to do and how to save up for it to make it affordable. One kept saying how she wished she could afford it and would help the other out if she could and talking about how low their social security is and how sad it is to work all your life and to get such low checks.

My mom and I went another isle over and were talking and it's funny because we both had the same idea. My mom asked if I would think she was crazy if she bought it for them and I was like “What? I was about to ask you if it was okay if I bought it for her. I feel bad she needs a walker and can't get it. We somewhat argued about it for a minute the whole, I'll pay for it, no I'll pay for it, no me, no me kind of thing lol but eventually we decided to split the cost if the woman would take it. These two women were total strangers to us but we always got Grandma gifts and had just been talking about how depressing it was not to get her something this year so we almost felt like it was meant to be, like grandma would have wanted us to help another grandma, like adopt a grandma for Christmas so that's what we did.

We went and talked to them, found out they were sister in laws and the younger one was 98 years old and the older one who needed the walker was 104 years old. At first she told us no that she didn't want us to buy her a walker but how nice it was for us to offer but after explaining that my moms grandma, my great grandma had passed away almost a year ago and this is our first Christmas without her, the first time not getting her a gift etc. and how we wanted to do it because it would help us too because it would help to get a gift for a grandma even if it's not our grandma so she agreed to let us get one. They kept them behind the pharmacy counter but they had pictures and things to look at. She was looking at them. There I think were three different ones, two that were just regular old grey walkers and one cherry apple red rollator with a seat on it and a basket where you can store stuff. We noticed every time she looked at it her eyes lit up but she kept pointing to the least expensive one and saying she wanted that one.

We kept asking if she was sure she didn't want the rollator telling her our grandma had one, since its on wheels you don't have to pick it up when you walk, we told her if she's at the store like she is now and gets tired it has a padded seat she can sit on and take a little break, we told her about the basket and how if she didn’t want to carry her purse she could push it around in the basket and how grandma gave up a purse all together and would just put her wallet in there, her medicine, blood pressure machine and all kinds of stuff and if she went shopping with us she would just stack the shirts or pants she wanted right on the seat and could push it around, that its not very heavy and easy to get in and out of the car and such. She kept saying no and the lowest price one was good enough for her but when we were describing it she was just looking at the picture smiling away so we said okay and we would get her the least expensive one and told them they could take a seat while we paid for it, went up to the pharmacy counter.

They Pharmacy technician asked if they could help us and we were like “Yeah, can we get the red rollator with the seat lol. We paid for it and came back and showed her and she started crying saying in all her 104 years she has never had anyone do something like this for her, how beautiful it was, how red is her color and we didn't have to get her that one because she knows it's more expensive we told her we could tell she really liked it though and she finally admitted she did like it the best but knew she didn't really need all of the bells and whistles, we told her she would use them and we really thought this would would help her a lot more because we know our grandma, even at home you would see her in the kitchen cooking and sitting on her little rollator seat while she waited for her pot to boil or while she had food in the microwave and we really thought she would use those bells and whistles.

She ended up asking for our address so she could write to us every now and then so we kind of did get two grandmas that day in her and her sister in law. On the way out we noticed they checked out right before us and were loading their car. They laughed thinking it was funny they ran into us again so we put their groceries in the car for them and opened the rollator, put it together for them and showed her sister in law how light it was, how to open and close it and how to get it in the car. We got letters from them every year around Christmas after that for about four years, then they quit coming so I’m assuming they lived to be 102 and 108 or possibly the one lived to be 108 and the other quit writing but you never know.

The fourth which is rather short since I already explained a lot about this situation in past posts but I used to work at a long term care facility for children with severe to profound physical and intellectual disabilities. They broke so many codes and there was a lot of neglect that took place there from the staff. I ended up quitting because it got so bad but I grew really attached to those kids while I was there. They quickly become like your own children so when I left I contacted the Department of Developmental Delays, Children's Services, the Medical Board and Department of Health and Human Services to report them, one in particular said they would make an anonymous visit and next thing I knew I got a call from the place I worked telling me how much trouble I got them in and telling me I was banned from their facility and never to come back.

Why does this make me proud? I feel like I did the right thing. These kids deserved a lot better care than they were providing them, especially the ones who had parents in other states who rarely visited or the ones who were ward to the state. I would like to hope that what I did changed things for the better and gave those kids the care and attention they deserve.