#i can see them doing a bad idea joseph had like pranking everyone or something.

[pillow-anime-talk]

{♡} 4k followers special ; CLOSED!

Hello everyone! On the occasion of 4000 followers at my account, I decided to make a small special! This is a ‘Quote Prompts Special’ where the sentences will have an impact on the plots! Some of them will be SFW or suggestive and some will be NSFW! I hope you all will like my ideas just like before! I was doing something quite similar around the time I hit 1000 followers i.e. ‘Kissing Prompts’! For a next month (August) I will receive your requests and write them one by one :)

I. How to send a request?

Choose the number and one character you like (if the prompt looks like it has two or more characters then add more than one name). You can also give me your pronouns (if you don’t, I’ll write the story in neutral form!). Also! The examples below are just examples. You can write which ones you are interested in or leave me the right to choose. When it comes to NSFW prompts, you can tell me what you definitely don’t want to see!

for example: ‘10 + Poseidon from RoR + pregnant female reader’ or ‘ 33 with Sakura Haruno and reader with he/they prns’ or ‘Dio Brando and Joseph Joestar plus 53 but without cheating’

{!} Then send your request to my request/ask box.

II. Please be patient! I will write each request one by one.

{!!} Also, here are my Masterlist and MyAnimeList account to see what I would like to write! I am happy to write about characters who don’t have their lists yet, such as ‘Yakusoku no Neverland’, ‘Beastars’, ‘number24’, ‘Oshi no Ko’, ‘Kaguya-sama: Love is War’, ‘Blue Lock’, ‘Vanitas no Karte’ or anything else rated higher than 5 on my MAL.

sfw prompts;

for example – fluff, comedy, crack fic, school/college!au, kid!fic or family!fic and also pet!fic, isekai, turning into a child or animal, royalty, cute romance, friendship, idols or streamers or models!au (etc.), internet friends/lovers, flower/coffee shop!au, enemies/friends to lovers, love at the first sight, soulmates!au (colors, tattoos, red thread), song!fic, pranking someone, sharing a bed, staring at the stars, date!au, soft angst (like first quarrel, misunderstanding, wrong number), mention of crying, pregnancy/marriage, gender swap, [...]

1. “Let’s watch some movies from Studio Ghibli (or Disney, or Pixar)!”

2. “... Do you want to stay with me for the night?”

3. “Are we gonna fight? Like fist to fist or rather... lips to lips?”

4. “Shut up, I’m listening to Big Time Rush.”

5. “... but I love your sister/brother.”

6. “Haven’t we met before?”

7. “You’re so dumb!”

“No? You’re dumb.”

8. “Bring your ass over here. I wanna some cuddles (or kisses).”

9. “Why did you do that?”

10. “I’d kill for you.”

11. “I– I like both of you...”

12. “But we are not married.”

“Then marry me.”

13. “Look into my eyes and tell me that you’re not lying. Do it, I am waiting.”

14. “Need some help, shortie?”

15. “Wow, I didn’t know that you could play on the instrument.”

16. “I haven’t been feeling well for the past few days...”

17. “The princess/prince shouldn’t wait, you know?”

18. “I have some good news and some bad news too...”

19. “I’m pregnant.”

20. “Why are not you listening to me?

... I’m very lucky to have you, you know?”

suggestive prompts;

for example – romance, making out, soft smut (including first time, masturbation, oral sex, body worship, general vanilla, etc.), angst, single parent or orphan!au, supernatural things (like demons, vampires, werewolves, zombies, fairies, etc.), dysphoria & misgendering, -shaming in general, diseases (like ed, amnesia, hanahaki), lovers to friends/enemies, mention of blood/vomit/faint, miscarriage, fake relationship, tattoos and piercing, bruises and scars on body, domestic or relationship violence, alcohol consumption, sexual harassment, [...]

21. “You’re drunk.”

“... But you’re drunk too.”

22. “You’re so ugly.”

“Yeah, I know that.”

23. “This is my b-blood?”

23. “Goodbye.”

24. “I’m a monster! Can’t you see it?!”

25. “It’s just a prank! Stop, please!”

26. “It’s not that I hate you, but if you were on fire and I had a bottle of water, I would drink that stupid water.”

27. “You look beautiful. This color suits you so well.”

28. “Stop being a brat.”

29. “Please! Please, don’t leave me!”

30. “Stop talking such nonsense, it’s not true!”

31. “Don’t cry.”

32. “Its all my fault...”

33. “Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

34. “Don’t touch me!”

35. “Haha, look at them. What a freak!”

36. “Your partner won’t catch us... What are you afraid of?”

37. “I don’t think they love me anymore.”

38. “You love flowers, right?

Yes... I love flowers very much.”

39. “No! It hurts, stop, please!”

40. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

nsfw prompts;

for example – hard angst, death (including suicide, murder, accident), mental illness, hard smut (including normal sex, non-con/rape or dub-con, hurt-comfort; 69, size kink, voyeurism, breeding, food play, etc.), ons, bdsm, threesome or gang bang, sex pollen, public or semi-public sex, cheating, manipulation or grooming, age-gap, police!au and law court!au, general abuse, a/b/o, gore or horror, monsters, guns and illegal racing, drugs or alcohol abuse, other triggers, [...]

41. “Of course. I am yours. Only yours.”

42. “... You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

43. “It was an a-accident, I swear...”

44. “Do you have anything else to say, fuckdoll?”

45. “Should I fuck you? So beg for it.”

46. “I hate myself, you, this life and everything else!”

47. “Yes, I did it on purpose. Any problem?”

48. “They were such a good person. Too bad they died.”

49. “I told you this is how it ends.”

50. “S-Stop. Someone is looking at us.”

51. “Maybe in the next life we will be in love. Who knows?”

52. “I’m so scared. I don’t want to die.”

53. “Wanna join?”

54. “I’ll kill you next time.”

55. “You really think someone like me would love someone like you?”

56. “It was my sister/brother!”

57. “What the fuck are you two doing?!”

58. “Please, leave me alone. Stop... Stop...”

59. “I wonder why they did it.”

60. “See? Not everything is like in a fairy tale.”

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1. joseph will never not stop teasing polnareff about licking the toilet that one time. even when he becomes the oldest fart ever, he’ll still make fun of him. only when polnareff isn’t around though, but it’ll be all fun and giggles even if he knows. 

2. he wants to ask how polnareff’s hair works, staying so still even when they’re running and why he does that to himself anyway. at the same time he knows he probably shouldn’t so he just watches. there’s one time he considered finding an excuse to share a room with him just so he can know if he just gels it everyday or something.

3. if anyone in the group has their birthday soon, you bet joseph and polnareff will team up to do something for said person. they’d probably be more than happy, maybe shopping for ingredients to cook something even if it doesn’t end well. its the thought that counts right?

4. joseph is that grandpa who will show all the embarrassing photographs of jotaro to polnareff, and he’d be proud of it. jotaro used to be so cute! look at his little smile its so precious! while polnareff is probably in disbelief, he jokes that he thought jotaro was just born being irritated.

5. if polnareff ever wants to visit their home, he’s more than welcome. joseph considers him a dear friend and family, and he can even live with them if he ever wants to. whether it be a temporary or permanent home. 

6. joseph tries to keep a positive mindset but even then, sometimes he remembers their whole journey to egypt and the losses along the way. he doesn’t really like to show weakness in front of anybody, but he might confide to the other sometimes. just reminiscing the past, positive and negatives.

7.  joseph tried sewing a few times. to be specific, holy told him about teruteru bozu, so he made one of polnareff and the rest of them. its just a teruteru bozu with a white piece of cardboard with a flat tip stuck to the top. he wonders if polnareff ever noticed it hanging around.

8. even though he’s crashed a plane several times in his life and somehow always escaped alive, joseph still tries to ride planes. whether hes the one flying it or just a passenger, polnareff jokes about them crashing into the sea again whenever they’re on the same flight. its just a joke

9. they exchange fashion advice, it usually doesn’t go well. polnareff might recommend something that is genuine good-looking but joseph just goes  oh no are you serious?? it looks like a pile of candy with all those colors. 

10. they pranked jotaro once and never again.

[jjbarestaurant]

Excuse me, may I order some Bucci gang with an member s/o, who they thought was dead in the events of Vento Aureo, pulling a Joseph Joestar move on their own funeral (lol showing up at your own funeral). And um....extra side of fluff if its available. Please and thank you!

Of course. Enjoy your meal!

TW: Reader death

Bucci gang at S/O’s funeral (But they show up at their own funeral)

🌺Giorno Giovanna🌺

Giorno is crying on Mista's shoulder. This is how life is supposed to be? Honestly, what is the price? He lost someone he loved; Yeah, he has the gang, but you were his love!

He is so confused. Everything happened so suddenly that he couldn't even give you a proper goodbye.

When someone puts a hand on his shoulder, Mista notices it.

"Hey, please let him alo- Giorno... there's someone who wants to talk with you..."

When Giorno looks at you while wiping his tears off, he is in shock. How are you ali- honestly, who has time for questions now? His lover is right in front of him; When he thought they were dead! The only thing he can do now is smile, and hug you.

"My love, how are you ali-"

Giorno will only ask some stuff. He doesn't want to overwhelm you when Narancia is asking all the details about the days you were gone.

Giorno, being the romantic boy he is, will take you on a romantic date. He will tell about how it was receiving the news of what happened, say how much he loves you, how much he missed you.

When you two get home, Giorno will kiss you... almost every time; He cuddles with you before sleep; And will whisper sweet nothings in your ear, maybe even sing a lullaby in Italian.

🤐Bruno Bucciarati🤐

Even though Bruno wants to stay strong in front of his gang, he can't.

Bruno isn't crying too much but is blaming himself. He is the worst leader; He should die in your place;  If Bruno can't take care of a member (and his dear), he can't be a leader! After that, he has a breakdown.

When Bruno listens to footsteps approaching, he tries to compose himself and stay calm (even if he can't that much, he is trying).

When he feels a hand on his shoulder, he asks in a harsh tone. While sobbing a little.

"What do you want?"

When he hears your voice saying his name, he turns to see the person.

When Bruno perceives it's you, he is in shock. You were dead. Right? w-what the heck is going on?

Bruno stares at you for some time in disbelief. He gives the momma Bruno smile (you know what I'm talking about) he hugs you and cries... hard.

He has so many questions but won't ask you now. You being alive is already enough.

Bruno tells everyone in the gang you're alive; By showing you to them. 

Bruno will do a reunion at Libeccio's. Besides all the questions you are receiving from everyone in the gang. Is good to be together.

Later that day, Bruno will make a home date, cook your favorite food; take a bath together; lay on the couch; cuddle; All the things he can to show he loves you. 

When you two are laying in the bed, ready to sleep, Bruno will give you a tight hug; and a goodnight kiss.

"Thank you for being alive"

🛩Narancia Ghirga🛩

Here he is, crying on Fugo's shoulder while holding a bunch of flowers he got on a field last day to give you as a present.

He is a mix of anger and sadness. Even though he wants to take revenge, you are more important.

Why did this happen? Why you and not him? He is such a bad boyfriend for not protecting you.

Narancia, at that moment, will only talk to Mista and fugo. Anyone who isn't these people, he will ignore or tell them to go away.

When Narancia feels a hand on his shoulder, he tells you to go away.

"Hey, Narancia, it's me."

When he hears your voice, he stops crying so hard and calms down. He looks at you; A huge smile appears on his face; he gives you a tight hug and pampers your face with kisses.

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N! You weren't dea-? Wait, how are you... UGH! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I MISSED YOU"

Please give this poor boy an explanation.

He will ask you everything, but when he sees you are feeling a little overwhelmed, he will start to apologize.

Narancia will be with you almost the whole day for one week. He will plan a date and pamper you with love and some gifts.

That day, in the afternoon/night, Narancia would ask if you want to go to a restaurant with him.

When you two get home, Narancia will cuddle with you for a reeeeeeally long time while showering with love.

🔫Guido Mista🔫

*insert Mista's crying face here*

Mista is with a hand on his head, trying to process everything that happened. He is crying a mess. Honestly, what kind of boyfriend is he? Probably the worst one; He can't even take care of his s/o.

He is muttering little "why's" repeatedly. He could have saved you, he could have died in your place, and everything would be fine! But no, he wasn't capable of saving his s/o life.

When Mista feels a hand on his shoulder, he thinks it is a member of the gang.

"I will stay here a little longer. I will join you guys soon..."

When he hears your voice saying his name, Mista slowly turns to you, in a state of complete shock. He can't believe what's in front of him now. Mista will almost scream.

"My love? wha- ho- wait, you weren't..."

Please explain to him what happened, or Mista will freak out believing he can see ghosts.

Even after the explanation, Mista will stay confused.

Mista will take you on a date at an ice cream shop. He will buy every flavor you want.

Also, Mista wouldn't give you this idea, but if you want to take a bubble bath with him, he will accept it. Mista loves to make a beard with bubbles, and put some bubbles on your nose.

(i just loved this last scenario)

🗯Panacotta Fugo 🗯

Fugo is devasted. Besides being a member he appreciated, you were the one who loved him, and now, here he is. Alone again. 

Fugo has a hard time showing his emotions. He isn't crying; He is furious and being rude to almost everyone around him.

When Fugo hears footsteps approaching him, he turns to the people and yells at them to fuck off. He doesn't need help and tells them to go away.

When Fugo sees it's you, he thinks it's a joke. Even though, this isn't the moment to prank someone. 

But, when he hears your voice; And the way you're talking to him, he is sure isn't a prank. 

Fugo is feeling guilty for reacting like that, and later that day, he will apologize for what happened; He was just in shock.

Fugo will ask Bruno if he can take you to a place and talk (maybe Bruno wants a reunion, or to ask you something, who knows?).

Fugo will take you to a calm place. He has many questions but will try to not overwhelm you with it.  He is listening to every detail you tell.

Soon that day, Fugo would like to lay with you on the bed/couch, with his head on your chest, happy to hear your heartbeat.

"uh... y/n, thank you for staying with me."

���Leone Abbacchio🍷

Abbacchio stays at the funeral after everyone had left; He needs his time alone. He is on his knees, venting to your grave, telling he is sorry for not being the best, for sometimes being a little rough with you; These type of stuff.

First, his friend, now, his love, what kind of person he is? Two people died because of him.

Abbacchio already had a breakdown earlier, so now he isn't crying too much, just sobbing.

When he hears footsteps approaching him, he stops talking and starts talking in his head.

When you put a hand on his shoulder, he tries to take it off. But when he feels a touch very similar to his darling, he looks at you.

He looks at you from toes to head. He can't believe it. 

At first, Abbacchio thinks he is hallucinating. But... the touch he felt on his shoulder... Was identical to yours. When you approach him more, he is sure it's you.

"Y/n?"

Leone feels a mix of happiness, relief, and confusion.

He holds your hand, and even though Leone isn't good with actions, he hugs you. He is happy to feel you again.

Abbacchio, later that day, he will cuddle and take a bath with you.

Does he have a lot of questions? Yes! But at least you are here with him. And even though he doesn't show it that much, he is enjoying every moment with you; Your presence makes him feel happy.

Abbacchio will stay away awake a little longer just enjoying your presence (even though you are sleeping); And wake during the night to check if you are well.

I’m sorry some of these are really short, and that some of these are huge.

[suffering-frombrain-rot]

Ships I like in JJBA

Disclaimer: (I don't support problematic ships or problematic themes in the ships listed that are depicted by some of the fandom, all ships are implied in sfw)

Part 1:

Jonathan, Speedwagon, Erina polycule

Exp: I like the idea of the gentle giant, recovering street rat, and the rich girl which they both protect, just imagine Jonathan carrying both of them and it's just 😭💜 they'd be a sweet trio 10/10

Part 2:

Joseph, Suzie, Caesar polycule

Exp: just imagine it- Caesar is a ladies man, Joseph... not so much,.. they are competitive and are fighting over who can win suzie over and eventually she's like "why not both~" and they reluctantly agree, and whoops turns out deep down they were trying to impress each other, not suzie and now they are all in love

Esidisi and Kars

Exp: no explanation needed, pillar dads just being pillar dads and I love them

Part 3:

Jotaro and Kakyoin

Exp: okay hear me out, I know this ship has been controversial but I'm not sexualizing them, just imagine them in SDC, they both never really had friends or parents that understood them, Jotaro's dad abandoned him p much and his mom loves him to death but doesn't fully understand his personality, back in the time Jotaro was in scool, it was taboo to be crossed with something besides Japanese and as you know he is half British so he probably got bullied growing up, he ended up having to be cold, quiet, and calculating and over time his personality shifted to be hard and cruel, but he obviously has a strong moral code he wouldn't break and he obviously cares deeply for his family and the friends he made in sdc, as for kakyoin, he had no friends and everyone thought he was weird cuz he would tell them that he had a ghost friend, he never had anyone to talk to and spent most of his time inside playing video games, so his social skills aren't as developed as the others, then he got kidnapped in Egypt and was forced to do anything and everything Dio asked of him, just to have Jotaro risk his life to save him after Kakyoine almost killed him, imagine the two of them talking and slowly opening up, realizing they have some things in common and they just rant about their special interests together and they end up trusting each other

Avdol and Polnareff

Exp: Avdol is a kind and soft soul who seems to understand people well, Polnareff is a loud extrovert who also carries a lot of regret and trauma, see my post on why I'm mad about what the sdcs did to Polnareff, I'd imagine that after Avdol pranked Pol with the guys, he ended up feeling really bad, especially after witnessing him succumb to his fate of being killed by the two people he cared most about and felt guilt for "being the cause of their deaths" he ends up getting to know Polnareff more and it's just there to be sweet hurt/comfort

Part 4:

Jouske and Okuyasu

Exp: not deep, just bros being dudes and I care them a lot

Tonio and Rohan

Exp: underrated ship, no one seems to ship them or talk about it but hear me out, Tonio's goal in life is to help make people feel better through his cooking, who better to help than Rohan? He's a stressed overworked mangaka(?) Especially during the events of diu who is in need of the help Tonio has to offer, this ship is a perfect opportunity to do a sweet "coffee shop" au of Rohan trying out the food there, meeting Tonio and he can't help but feel drawn to his pleasant aura, he doesn't always trust people being a popular manga artist so often he'll use heaven's door to see their true intentions with him, he doesn't feel that for Tonio, he ends up becoming a regular there and one day Tonio like.. writes his number on the receipt and the rest is history

Part 5:

Bruno and Abbachio

Exp: I know, so original, but they are probably my favorite ship in the series, I know some people here don't like it for various reasons but I personally like the idea of Abbachio who is so lost and in such a dark spot in his life, just to have a bright beacon of light there to save him from the pit of depression and drunkenness, he now has a PURPOSE in life and he's willing to fulfill any desire that Bruno has, as for Bruno, he really likes Abbachio and his willingness to do what it takes to succeed, he needs more people like that on his team, not to mention he is hot, and now Bruno being in charge of a bunch of teenagers, relies on the relaxing aura that Abbachio gives off around him, they both are able to let their guards down around each other and it's something t heh both cherish in each other

Fugo and Giorno

Exp: Purple Haze feedback, need I say more? (Yes) Fugo and Giorno have both gone through a lot growing up, both very intelligent and capable, after Fugo watched Giorno risk his life to make a vaccine for Purple Haze's virus was the moment he fell in love, also the same thing from Abbachio can apply to Fugo, he sees Giorno as this incredible and capable guy that he's willing to follow any orders given to him and makes him feel wanted and needed and Giorno really finds peace and comfort in Fugo's presence, Giorno would love to listen to Fugo just rant about intellectual topics that he enjoys and Fugo has an outlet for all of the things he couldn't talk about with the others

Narancia and Mista

Exp: again, like Jouske and Oku, they're just bros being dudes and I care them so much, they'd be a chaos couple and I love it

Squalo and Titzano

Exp: I just enjoy their interactions, they clearly love each other so much and they have a nice healthy relationship

Sorbet and Gelato

Exp: copy paste of Squalo and Titzano (except the interactions part because the only interaction we see is them being murdered) but that's fine

Risotto and Prosciutto

Exp: not much besides that they'd be good together I think

Part 6:

Jolyne, Hermes, Foo polycule

Exp: prison women and plankton colony are gay and in love and they just get each other

Weather Report and Annasui

Exp: Bimbo man and quiet man just hanging out and trying to compete in couple goals with the polycule

Part 7:

Johnny and Gyro

EXP: Dumb Italian and Dumb American cowboys in the 1800's need I say more (I haven't read much of part 7 and I haven't gotten to 8)

[a-very-bizarre-adventure]

okay so im kinda depressy bc my region ordered a lockdown a few days ago and yesterday was supposed to be my school's prom :^(( could i request somd scenarios of bois from parts 1-3 asking their crush out to prom or dancing? thank u!!!

Oh man, that sucks :((( My prom was so fun, it breaks my heart to hear that yours got canceled. I hope this helps! I only did one boy per part bc I was afraid of making the post too long but if you or anyone else wants more of this with a diff character or continuation just hit me up, also this is set in a high school AU

Jonathan

Everyone knew that Jonathan was the school’s gentleman and heartthrob. He was known for how kind, polite, and chivalrous he was and, with prom right around the corner, every girl was anxiously waiting to see just who he would take to prom. Even you, one of his best friends, was curious to see who the lucky lady was going to be. You couldn’t deny the fact that deep down you hoped that maybe you could be the one he would choose to dance the night away with under the school twinkle lights. You grinned at the idea and suddenly felt a jab in your side. Whipping around to see who the culprit was, you were met with the gleaming smile of none other than Jonathan Joestar.  

“You didn’t listen to a single word I said, did you?” He asked gently as his grin grew. He was talking to you?

“Nope.” You grinned cheekily as he shook his head. It looked like he was about to say more before he was cut off by the class bell. Finally, freedom! You turned to start gathering your stuff when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned back around to look at Jonathan, a nervous look on his face.

“Is it okay if I walk you home? I wanted to ask you something.” His eyes held an emotion you couldn’t identify.

“Sure, of course. That just means more time to annoy you.” You grinned as you continued packing up. Once the two of you were done gathering your stuff you all began walking towards your house. The walk was quiet until Jonathan spoke up, breaking the silence.

“So, are you excited for prom? Has anyone asked you yet?” He asked tentatively as if he was scared for your response.

“Yeah, I’m excited, but so far no one has shown interest in me yet. Their loss though, I am an awesome dance partner.” You grinned as you threw a wink his way, only to realize he had stopped walking. Confusion washed over your face as you turned to face him. “Is everything okay?” He shifted nervously as he looked at you.

“Well, if no one has asked you yet… would you like to go with me?” His eyes were full of nothing but love and adoration. It caught you off guard at how sudden this was all happening. Your best friend whom you may have had a crush on was asking you to prom. You realized you were standing there silently, eyes wide.

“Of course!” You said, a little too enthusiastically. Jonathan’s eyes lit up with joy as he rushed towards you, wrapping you up in his arms and spinning you around.

“Thank goodness, you’re the only person I wanted to go with.” He set you down and took your hands in his. “I promise, I will make sure it is the best night of your life.” He grinned sheepishly as he placed a light kiss on your knuckles. It looks like your dream of dancing through the night with him was finally coming true.

 Joseph

Being friends with Joseph had its perks as there was never a dull moment. Your life always seemed to be full of adventure and pranks. Joseph was a free spirit who did whatever he wanted, and you were glad you were able to call the man your friend. However, lately said man was really starting to get on your nerves. The school has finally announced when prom was going to be, and the man had not shut up since. Every time he would bring it up, you and Caesar would shoot each other a look. However, as the days went by, his excitement seemed to turn to nervousness. Finally reaching a breaking point you decided to confront him about the matter.

“What’s going on with you? You were so excited before but now you’re acting like a total bummer.” You interrogated as you placed your hands on your hips. He gave a light sigh as he patted the seat next to his desk. Sitting down, you looked at him expectantly.

“I’m nervous to ask this one girl to prom.” He replied, scratching the back of his head. You couldn’t deny the fact that you felt your heart drop a little.

“Oh. Why? You’re Joseph Joestar, any girl would be lucky to have you ask them to prom.” You said with a small smile. He stared at you for a while before sucking in a breath and regaining his composure. A devious look flickered across his face.

“Hey, y/n, I bet I can guess what you’re going to say,” Joseph smirked coyly.

“Oh, really now? And what's that?” You questioned.

“I want you to go to prom with me.” He announced proudly.

“What?” You asked lifting your head to look at him.

“You heard me.” He grinned deviously.

“Are you serious? You want to go to prom with me?” You asked hurriedly. Joy took over your face as Joseph kept smiling.

“There’s no one else I’d rather go with. Plus, I need to make Caesar jealous. And boy is he going to be jealous when he sees what a hot date I have.” He winked as he wrapped an arm around you. You laughed as you rolled your eyes.

“Okay hotshot, save it for prom.” You leaned your head against his shoulder as he gave you a light squeeze. You can always count on Joseph to make life interesting.

 Jotaro

You wouldn’t say that you and Jotaro were friends particularly, but you were his neighbor and attended the same high school. When you all were younger, the two of you were inseparable and partners in crime. However, once you all reached high school, he changed completely and became the school’s bad boy and delinquent. That didn’t mean that you two had stopped talking though. If you saw him while you were out and about you would always try and say hi, even if he mostly ignored you. You never stopped trying though. You knew deep down he was still the same Jotaro and still had a heart of gold. The two of you had the same homeroom and whenever he did decide to show up to school, he usually always sat behind you. Today was a day he had decided to show up to school. It surprised you when you walked in and saw him in the seat behind yours. You smiled at him as you said a quick good morning to him. He huffed in acknowledgment. Once the bell finally rang to start class, the teacher announced that the date for prom was finally set. The class erupted into chatter as everyone began fantasizing about the day all high school girls dream about. You were able to catch snippets of Jotaro’s fangirls gossiping over ways they were going to try and snag him as a date for prom. Grinning you turned around to face him.

“You better watch out now, your brigade of girls is going to be all over you.” You snickered as you turned back around before giving him a chance to respond. You heard a quiet ‘Good grief’ and let another snicker. Once the teacher managed to get everyone to settle down the class resumed as normal. However, you could still see people daydreaming about the upcoming event. You included. You couldn’t wait to finally buy a dress and have an excuse to get your hair, nails, and makeup done. Through your daydreaming and having your back turned towards him, you didn’t notice the way Jotaro was staring at you.

Once the school day ended, the prom talked seemed to amplify. Everyone was already rushing around to make plans and find dates. You grinned as you walked out of the school and heard the chatter on the school lawn. You kept walking until you saw Jotaro standing by the school gate. He seemed to be waiting for someone. ‘Hmmm. Weird.’ You thought as he was always one to rush home to avoid his swarm of girls. You continued walking past him until you heard a stern, “Hey.” You stopped and turned to look at him. It had been a while since he spoke to you.

“Uh, hey yourself.” You responded carefully.

“Want to walk home together?” It sounded more like a command than a question, and you were not going to be one to defy Jotaro especially since he lived right next to you.

“Sure, I would love the company.” You smiled lightly as he pulled the brim of his hat over his eyes. The two of you began walking to your houses in comfortable silence. You knew he hated small talk so decided against mindless chatter. That was until he spoke up.

“So, prom is coming up.” He said quietly. You grinned as you looked at him.

“Yep! How many girls have you had ask you yet?” You giggled as you teased him. He huffed in response.

“Too many. How many boys have you had ask you?” He retorted. Ouch.

“None.” You shrugged as he glanced at you. “Its only day one, so I bet they’ll come knocking, eventually.” You joked weakly. He continued looking at you, causing you to avert your eyes away.

“Want to go with me?” He asked suddenly. You stopped walking.

”What did you just say?” You questioned incredibly. Did Jotaro Kujo just ask you out to prom?

“Go to prom with me.” He stated bluntly, his eyes covered by his hat.

“Okay. Yeah, let's do it. Let's go to prom together.” You grinned as you stepped closer to him. You spotted a faint blush dusting his cheeks.

“Good.” He replied, turning back around to continue walking. You shook your head as you caught up with him. A beat of silence passed when you felt his hand reach for yours. Maybe Jotaro wasn’t so bad after all.

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Quote [36]: “It’s so hard for me to hate you right now.”

Smut [5]: Sex in a public place

Plot requests: enemies to lovers

Warnings: SMUT under the cut! (please read it only if you’re 18+); unprotected sex [PLEASE ALWAYS BE SAFE FOLKS, LIFE ISN’T A FANFICTION], language then and there what’s new?, FLUFF at some point

Characters: Y/N & Joe Mazzello

Word count: 2.6K words

Written by: @deakyswhitequeen

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This is a work of fiction. In this case, we created an “Alternate Universe” for our character, so please, know that it’s all coming from our wild imagination.

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Mondays were the worst. Of all the seven days in a week, Mondays were definitely your least favourites. Not only cause it meant the weekend was over, but also because it meant you were required to share some regular screen time with the devil in the body of Joseph Mazzello.

You’d been working at that tv news program for like six months and every damn Monday morning you had to open the news with him. The super host. The man everyone loved and praised. The man who’d got every man’s dream job and who was every woman’s – and sometimes men’s – dream.

Everyone was at his feet. He’d always find the way to show off and somehow people loved him for that. He had a way with people and everybody wanted to be his friend.

You’d always hated that guy.

Since your first day as his co-host, when he’d mistaken you for an assistant and asked you to bring him his morning coffee. When you explained to him you didn’t work for him but with him, he’d asked you to call somebody and bring him his coffee instead.

You did. And when they handed you the coffee you accidentally spilled some on his notes, earning from him a few not-so-nice nicknames right away.

You could not care less. Laughter and whistles from all over the office boosted your ego. This could be fun… The perk of the situation was that nobody could say a thing: after all, it had only been an accident.

For the last six months it had always been bickering and cheap shots between the two of you and, even if it was kinda fun battling with him, you still hated the guy.

Like every Monday morning, that day you had arrived at the studio right on time and had the time to fetch a coffee and head into your friend Scott’s office to find the strength to face Mr Mazzello for the whole day.

“Honey, you are gonna wear yourself out if you keep on going with this battle thing… why don’t you just stop bothering about him?”

“Scott, you’re not listening to me…” you huffed, placing your empty cup on his desk, “I can’t back down… This’s been going for so long that he’ll just think he’s won!”

“And… would that be so bad?”

“Yes! He’s a jerk and he needs to be taught a lesson” you mindlessly straightened the wrinkles on your skirt “I just haven’t figured out what lesson will do it…”

You caught Scott raising both his eyebrows at the same time.

“What?” you asked

He shook his head “Nothing, nothing darling…”

You sat on the edge of his desk and crossed your arms on your chest, meaning you would not have left his office till he’d told you what he was thinking.

He scoffed “Alright, alright…” he looked at you n the eyes “But you promise me you won’t get angry.”

You traced a cross on your heart “Promise”.

He nodded “Seems like you’re a bit obsessed by the guy lately… I mean… you look like grade school kids teasing each other. Is there any chance – and please don’t hit me – that you might be into him?”

“WHAT?!” you immediately slapped his upper arm.

“Ow! I said don’t hit me!”

“Sorry… it’s just that your speaking nonsense… bullshit, if you will”

You’d lie to yourself if you said you’d never thought about that… but you had also always told yourself that it was definitely bullshit. The guy was your worst enemy. Nothing more, nothing less.

Scott chuckled and shook his head, “Whatever, Y/N, I was just wondering…”

You stared into each other’s eyes for half a second, before you cleared your throat and stood up.

“I have to go” you started, your voice calm and low “Thanks for bearing with my shits, Scott”

He smiled and winked, “I’m here for you, honey”

Walking out of his office, you headed to Clothes & Makeup to get ready for the show. You closed the door of the dressing room behind you and set on at the makeup stall to fix your hair.

“Cindy, I’ll need another shirt for this morning, that new assistant spilled coffee on my sleeve…” that voice was unmistakable.

“Well maybe you deserved it…” you promptly answered to the man approaching the makeup stall.

Joseph Mazzello in all his greatness.

He narrowed his eyes “No-one asked for your opinion, Miss Fix-My-Hair-Or-The-World-Might-End-Tonight…”

You scoffed “That nickname is almost as lame as you are… Oh no, wait, that’s not possible”

“Ouch,” he placed a hand on his heart theatrically “that really hurt”

You mimicked him and quickly turned around on the stool, determinate to ignore him.

“Cindy’s off work today” you informed him.

He exhaled loudly “Could you please help me choose a shirt?” he asked in a purposely flat tone.

You leered, slowly turning your head towards him.

“No”, you enunciated. Getting up from where you were seated, you walked to the door and smirked to him before turning the handle to conclude your scenic exit.

What you hadn’t expected was the handle falling to the ground and locking you in the room with the most annoying person in the whole world.

You gradually turned to him, only to find him with a huge smile on his face.

“Do you have something to do with this?” you asked.

He scrolled his shoulders without erasing his cheeky smile

“You freak! Is this your fault?!” your voice squeakier than usual.

At that change of tone, he burst out laughing.

“You bastard…” you mumbled on your teeth, trying to work the handle again, “What’s the matter with you?!?! We have to work! People will wonder where we are! Oh God will they think we are…?”

“Screwing? Yeah, they probably will” he finished the sentence for you.

“Ugh, I can’t believe it! Did you do this on purpose? Why??”

He chuckled and shook his head again, taking a step closer to you.

“It’s just a fortunate coincidence… But I did hope we could talk alone some time…”

“About what?” your voice harsher and harsher.

He smiled cheekily “About us”

Blood filled your veins and you suddenly saw everything red.

“US? WHAT IS ‘US’?? I–”

“Calm down, tiger,” he interrupted you “I mean about this tension between us… It’s not healthy, Y/N, I think we should drop this act…”

“Act?”

He furrowed his eyebrows “Yes. You prank me, I prank you, we bicker… let’s stop all that and talk about the real stuff that is between us…”

You narrowed your eyes in confusion “Is supposed to be a joke or…?”

He chuckled and shook his head, looking down at his feet as he took another step forward, then at last his eyes met yours.

He had a cheeky and mischievous grin painted on his face.

Ugh, I wanna kiss him. No, PUNCH HIM!, I wanna punch him.

“C’mon Y/N, I know you feel it too…” he began, then puffed when you still acted like you had no idea what he was talking about “The sexual tension? You cannot tell me you are unaware of it…”

“I don’t know what you talking about…” you lied.

“What a dirty liar, miss Y/N…” he laughed, “I know you feel it too. I can see it written all over your face”.

You were suddenly very aware that he was like ten inches away from you and you gulped. He was right (for once in his life). Still, you tried to remember to yourself why you did not like him.

You shook your head “Joseph, I–”

“Please, Joseph’s my father. Call me Joe”

You exhaled and started again “Joseph, there is nothing between us. And just so you know, there can never be. I hate you. You hate me. End of story…”

“You think I hate you?”

You crossed your arms on your chest “Well, yeah… that’s the essence and the extent of our ‘relationship’”

He shook his head “You are so stubborn”

You raised your eyebrow “Yeah, that’s the key to a girl’s pants: insulting her.”

He suddenly closed the distance between you two, his lips violently looking for yours and his tongue darting in your mouth. Joe walked the two of you to the nearest wall and pinned your arms against it by the sides of your body.

When he pulled away to gain some breath again, he stared into your eyes, his lips inches from yours.

Snapping back to reality and forcing yourself to ignore the heat that had expanded throughout your body, you scrolled your arms and freed your wrists of his grip.

“We are supposed to hate each other” was the only thing your lips could articulate.

Joe chuckled, passing his thumb on his lower lip and looking you from underneath his lashes.

“Well, it’s so hard for me to hate you right now…” he walked closer again, while gradually unbuttoning the cuffs on his sleeves, “So hard to hate you when every day you walk in with your unbelievably short skirts and your impeccable scented hair…”

“That’s a weird thing to say…”

“Shut up” he cut you off, promptly grabbing your wrists again and locking them by your sides, “So hard to hate you when you look so gorgeous sitting beside me at the desk… So–”

You didn’t give time to finish the sentence, your lips crashed against his, hands running to the top buttons of his shirt. While your fingers expertly unbuttoned his shirt, you felt his hands grazing up your thighs and lifting up your skirt to your hips. You helped him out of his shirt, throwing it as far away as you could.

“Cindy will be pissed we ruined that one…”

“Shut up”.

You cut him off by kissing him passionately and violently again, biting his lower lip while sliding your hands down his shoulders, to his sides, till the hem of his trousers and starting fidgeting with his belt.

You felt his hands climbing up to unbutton your shirt as well and then tossing it on the floor right away, the skirt following right after. His hands flew to his belt, helping you untuck it and undo his pants; you pulled them down to his ankles and he quickly got rid of them.

For an instant, you stared into each other’s eyes, but there were no more questions in your head. There was nothing your rational side could say to stop you now.

Joe pinned you against the wall, his whole body pressing into yours and his erection already hard on your thigh.

You bucked your hips against his and he groaned into the kiss.

“You will have to keep it quiet, Mazzello. They could hear us…” you whispered to his ear while sliding a hand down his stomach and into the elastic band of his boxers.

He whined and chuckled at the same time, suddenly pulling away from the kiss.

“Let them hear us…” he leered while unlocking your bra and tossing it aside.

“Fucking gorgeous…” he hissed and hooked a finger at the edge of your undies.

He pulled them down and they instantly dropped at your legs, while you did the same with his boxers. He grabbed your wrists again and threw your hands around his neck, while his glided down your hips and stopped underneath your bum, squeezing it gently.

Without a warning he lifted you up and sunk into you, making you exhale harshly and moan out loud. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he partially slid out and thrusted back in: you both moaned at the sensation of that particular angle as he started thrusting at a low pace.

His hands were sustaining you against the wall, whereas yours were roaming on his back, leaving nail marks then and there only to stop to cup his face.

Your bodies were moving, but your eyes were still, locked into each other. You inched closer to place your lips on his, the kiss tender and gentle, in contrast with the heat and speed up pace of the moment.

You felt sweat drops streaming down your face and your whole body on fire. You could only think of how good it felt. How that man who you’d barely tolerated for the past six months seemed to know you in and out like nobody ever had. He knew exactly what you liked and seemed to be always hitting the right spots.

“Joe…” you moaned, feeling your orgasm approaching and noticing his pace speeding up.

“I know–” he breathlessly uttered “I’m close too”

And as if you were trying to, you both came undone, recovering from your climax.

As you tried to steady your breath, your grip on his shoulders tightened and you found yourself basically hugged to him. The craziest thing was how nice it felt to have his body against yours and right into your arms. Joe’s head was resting on your shoulder while he heavily breathed in and out.

When you both felt like coming back to reality and abandoning your warm embrace, Joe let you down to your feet and you both remained silent as you got dressed again, avoiding looking at each other.

Once you were both fully dressed, you dared to turn in his direction.

He was looking at you too, a sweet smile on his face and you couldn’t help but smile as well.

“Why are you smiling?” you asked while fixing the collar of his new shirt.

He watched every move you made, never stopping smiling.

“I’m still high on what we did…” he whispered “And now I cannot stop thinking about you”

You chuckled, sincerely maybe for the first time in front of him and you caught his eyes glimmering.

“I’m right in front of you…”

He slowly nodded “I know… But I just can’t get enough”

“That is such a line…” you snorted, making him cackle along.

“It is but it worked, didn’t it?” he winked at you, making you shook your head and giggle.

If anyone had said to you that you’d be falling for one of Mazzello’s lines when you’d gotten up that morning, you probably would have punched them in the face. But now, there you were… giggling at his stupid lame lines that didn’t sound so lame anymore, and looking at that guy who you fought to keep your distance from, not knowing you’d actually always tried to keep him close.

Only now, while he was gently kissing your lips goodbye behind the door of the dressing room, you understood that Scott had been right all along.

When he pulled away from your lips and you felt your heart sink to your stomach, just cause you wanted him to keep on kissing you, you suddenly felt like a different person from the one who had entered the door that morning.

You smiled one more time to each other before calling security to get you out of there. When you heard their voices from the other side, you saw Joe getting closer to your ear with a cheeky smirk.

“Showtime” he whispered and when the door opened, his smile disappeared as he walked fast towards the studio.

You rolled your eyes as well and bolted out of the door, mumbling a ‘Thank God I couldn’t take it anymore’ and heading for the opposite direction Joe had taken.

You were trying your hardest not to burst out laughing at the hilarity of the situation: acting like nothing had changed in your enemies-relationship while in reality, everything had.

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Fluff & Scruff

Summary: You stop Tyler from making a change to his appearance.  Pairing: Tyler x Reader Word Count: 615 A/N: This fic, both scenes, was borne of a convo with Kae and Sav. Thanks for the inspo, frens! Hope everyone enjoys reading this :) Oh, and I apologize for the bad sizing on the gif, I really loved it for this drabble and couldn’t find it in a tumblr friendly size :( 

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“TYLER ROBERT JOSEPH!” 

You ran up to the guest bathroom from the basement faster than you had ran in a long time. The moment you heard the clippers buzz, you knew what was going to come next. You hit the doorway of the bathroom just in time. 

Tyler was frozen in place, the clippers in one hand, and his other hand running through his hair. He looked over to you, brows raised. “What’s up, babe?”

A little breathless, you pointed a very stern finger in your husband’s direction. “Don’t you dare buzz your hair.”

“Why not?” he looked confused, and you couldn’t blame him. 

You crossed your arms over your chest. “Because not only will you cause an uproar within your fandom, sweetheart, but you will have a very unhappy wife. You know that I love you, hair or not, but if I can intervene, just this one time, I’m gonna do it.”

Tyler fiddled with the length of hair on top of his head again. “You really think it looks good?”

Convinced he was dropped the idea of buzzing his head again, you took a seat on the bathroom counter and took the clippers from his hand. “Let’s put the clippers down, shall we? I love your hair when it’s longer. It’s soft and I can run my fingers through it when you’re begging me to scratch your head to help you sleep. I love you, buzzed or not, but I really like it when you have your longer hair.” You rubbed your hands lightly along his chin and cheeks. “Especially when you’ve got the scruff to go with it.”

He moved between your legs and cupped your face in his hands. After kissing you sweetly, he sighed. “I can’t really say no to you.”

“You’ve never been able to.”

Tyler chuckled. “That’s the truth.” Sighing, he surveyed his hair in the mirror once again. “What if I just … shaved the sides? Not really a mohawk, but something like it.”

You thought on that for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, I like that idea. But, I better stay here and supervise. Wouldn’t want to leave you alone and have you ‘accidentally’ shave it all.”

Tyler laughed again; you knew him too well. 

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At the next show, fans were anxious to see Tyler. As some sort of prank, he had hinted on social media that what his fans referred to as “the floof” was gone. You were tempted to let everyone know you had saved it, but why ruin the fun?

Josh was already sidestage, waiting to get things started with his lighted torch. You and Tyler were in an area essentially under the stage; the roar of the crowd was dulled but not silenced. 

“They’re waiting for you, sir,” you chuckled. 

Tyler held his hand out to you. “They can wait a minute — my cue’s not even up yet. Hold my hand till I have to go.”

When you had first started dating Tyler, butterflies permanently fluttered in your stomach. You loved him now more than ever, but moments like this brought back those butterflies. You clasped your hand with his while the two of you waited for his cue to take the stage.

“When they are all excited for your new haircut, make sure you give me credit. Tell them I said ‘you’re welcome’,” you teased. 

“I will,” Tyler smirked. He pulled you close for a quick kiss, then sent you on your way. 

You didn’t always stick around to watch the show like you had in the beginning, but tonight, you just couldn’t resist the fans’ reaction to the fluff and scruff combination you had managed to stop Tyler from shaving off. 

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The Emo School (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1: An Emo Box of Misery with Pastel Pink Ecstasy

I used to think anyone doing anything weird was weird. Now I know that it is the people that call others weird that are weird.

-Paul McCartney

09/12/01

Finishing up my plate, well, I couldn’t lie about a few scraps of mixed vegetables on it, the boys decided it’ll be fun to move out of the uncomfortable chairs. I couldn’t escape or not recoil from Ryan’s glares. I know what’s up with him, and the dirty look he’s giving is giving me the creeps. He makes me shiver down my spine and I swear one glare from this long legged man makes me want to stop everything I do- heck, if he was some soldier I’d be doing push-ups right now. (oh hallelujah he isn’t)

“Geez, I just couldn’t finish eating carrots right now Ryro. Is that so big of a problem?” He scoffed before lending me his hoodie. As weird as it sounds I need his dang cologne, it smells pretty darn good, but as much as possible I wouldn’t smell the hoodie in front of him and would rather wear it since it’s d*mn cold for me recently. He seemed to crunch the paper bag once he stared at the floor, as if some cockroach crawled nearby under the shade of the table.

Wait, is there?

“…Ryan, is there-”

“Yes, you spilt my milk in my f*cking man purse B-den”

Oh crap

“Congratulations”

He gave me the Tyrone tone of voice. The same blank yet forcefully enthusiastic voice you hear from the man that often wears a business outfit and a tie.

Where’s the escape Trainer button when you need it?

His face… I couldn’t see it under his brushed locks of hair. I’m not sure whether to look or not to look, either way it’ll probably just result to a really bad, salty ending. Sounds like something you see on Walmart eh? Bittersweet I guess? I am not so sure.

Oh F- the bell rang. It’s really torturous to hear it every single day of the week, especially the inescapable Mondays we have here at school, technically, everybody’s school.

Dallon grabbed his bag and left quickly, even faster than Spencer was when he ran over a advert pole drunk, remind to tell you that story sometime, just not today. Dallon’s a pretty straight guy, he’s like this dad who would be so overprotective of his children- or his students in the real world perspective, but when you think of the other side of that trait, he’s making fucking Dad jokes that my own Dad wouldn’t say. My Dad probably has a better sense of humor than Dallon- Dadlon, whatever.

And honestly speaking, he’s probably trying to avoid making any conversation with us, since we’re kind of talking sweet sweet cocaine.

Ahh yes, I’m about to walk back to the same tracks juniors walk to. I’ll probably receive about ten hearty smiles on my way there. Bet you ten bucks.

Alright, I finally forced my feet to walk and leave the table. Reaching for the end of the cafeteria…

Mrs Jackson smiled. One- wait, that doesn’t count as a junior? She looks nasty tho? Fine, stop judging my poor taste alright?

Passing by Ms Fletcher- okay, one. Her small smile is cleary not that visible. She’s the same child writing poems and speech-y crap for the principal to get quote on quote “extra credit” when in reality she’s serving weeks of detention, constant, but hey, she plays the best d*mn pranks in this school, okay, maybe third bestest.

I still played the “Place-posters-with-Pete’s-phone-number-with-the-tag-’call single males now!’” Prank

Walking around Spencer… Taking a glanc- two.

Oh, I forgot…. Whatever, Spencer looks like a kindergarten anyways so either way no points for me.

Spencer waltzed back to 9AM1 aww.

With how much students doesn’t rush to class after the bell rings, it wouldn’t let me reach that sweet sweet bar of full-on-smiles. Fine, future students, I owe you all ten bucks… only if you’re admit to our holy sacred school though.

Ha! I sound like Principal Wentz.

Profit-oriented mindset over one hundred babe.

I just entered the horrifying classroom of 8AM3. Welcome back to the real world my friends. As soon as I pretty much had my presence in the room students came to class. I heard a lot of talk ‘bout me being the coolest, chillest, most laid-back teacher here in the Junior buildings so I guess I have no competition or complaints.

I can already see the small group of students which I have known to be quite shy. They have my music class after Patrick’s theory crap that I don’t really pay that much attention to.

Mr Flowers just nodded along the conversation he’s having while Mr Bowie kept talking about this junior that idolizes him despite walking down outside the halls of my class. They sure have forgotten that I’m not closing the Godd*mn door before the class have their attendance.

My habitual scoff just came by so casually that students think of it as some form of comic relief. I don’t really know how to explain to these lil demons that it’s an attitude problem.

To think that Patrick’s just on my class, 8AM3, right now, teaching them how Do and Re sounds good together makes me feel better on how I’m actually giving the world- 9AM1 rather, a favor for consuming their time studying with my existence. That’s a joke, Patrick’s probably having fun right now.

Well, it looks like it’s about time.

I looked out the window in the similar fashion the students did as well.

Tick tock tick tock.

“What time is it?” Oh god, that voice crack though. I can hear the punks in this class snickering at it.

“Just struck nine” There goes my sunshine haired buddy cham pal.

“Is the cat at home?”

“He’s about to dine”

It’s Josh, this happened yesterday as well, and the day before. He’s teaching that “cat and mouse” game with the students; this time it’s 8AM2, not 8AM1.

Did I already explained to you why I call classes by numbers?

Well, because the real names sucks. No kidding, it’s so overused.

Who would name their classroom “Grade Eight Morning Glory?”, seriously? I want my class to be “Grade Eight Mary Jane”

Has that kind of ring to it, amiright?

Up until now I wonder why on earth Patrick and Frank likes their class names. I mean- those names are decades old. “Grade Ten Patience” seems plain, don’t tell Frank that.

“Sir do we have an assessment today?” Molly asked from the back with her hand stretched higher than Tyler’s current mood. I nodded as they all groaned. Laughing out of- well, sadism I guess? I had the projector connected to the PC and had it on freeze.

There the students saw my desktop wallpaper of a class picture me and the 8AM3 informally had, plus Patrick, Dallon and Spencer. Spencer truthfully looked out of place in this picture, it looks like he had a date with Aubrey Hepburn. Meanwhile Dallon stood there like he’s telling everyone his birthday is today- but he doesn’t have to lie that it’s on May 4th and that he just turned seven. Patrick’s just there, signature fedora on and a small peace sign.

Let’s not forget my entire class though. We have Frank Gioia and Eva in the front with Frank’s hands on her waist as her eyeliner-ed eyes shone against the color black. The Fro power and his friend glasses just stood there with awkward check poses that seems to go back somewhere deep and hidden in the past. Melanie and Ashley just stood there with no expression, except for the other student beside them, which is Jon, who’s doing the same peace sign Patrick’s been keeping up. The rest is can be explained stereotypical-ly; the emo, the shy artist, the jock, it’s just a fun variety to look at.

“Is that cous’?” I saw him pointing at the one with a black hoodie from the corner of my eye.

“Yep, that’s definitely your cousin Adam”

“They all look happy as heck”

“Sir can we take this sort of picture later?”

Another batch of noise.

Anyways, before my brain shuts down to “teaching mode” looks like I have to get back to this thinking normally crap later. Honestly the author just got no idea how American schools work so let her skip this part dotdootdoot. (let’s just say rep-emo isn’t an American Author (badum tsk))

●———————–●

Finally; the end of the day. Organizing my stuff after drinking my cold caffeine that was left in the canteen at break, I finally had my temporary freedom I shall redeem before my world domination.

Speaking about possible world domination if either me or Patrick does it we’ll both have things planned out but procrastinate later on.

Blowing my students a playful kiss when the bell rang I waltz to the exit first, even so I can still hear their laughs and joyful cheers.

Then I saw something- rather, someone I wish I could just avoid for the week.

Christian Tyler Joseph

My feet practically swooshed and I’m pretty sure my sole—and also my soul—said “nope, not today”. I swear, I’m an atheist but I prayed at that very moment. You know that tense feeling those cliché video game main character does when he or she feels the villain’s presence or just something freaky in the ceiling happens? If you’re thinking you are imaging those overused gulp noises that’s actually real, very real.

Yeah, feeling it.

“Oy! Brendo-”

“I’ll pay my debt later Troye!” Thank God I cut him off before he diss me in front of the students.

“For the last time Fivehead it’s Tyler!”

I know. Dude, we’ve been working together for years now and yet you seem dense about it, maybe that’s just because I always act stupid, don’t let that fool you, I am stupid.

Honestly, that poor guy is so easy to tease. If it wasn’t for my distracting use of ’T’-names I would have had a small—small as Tyler could get—fight. I heard a huff from behind my back that obviously came from Tyler himself, yes, I’m stubborn.

●———————–●

A sigh sadly escaped my lips as I flipped to peak into my students’ Assessment grades.

From Ashbridge to Zoroa; all were sorts of disappointment. Even those who got perfect seems fake to me. If Ryan didn’t left me to go somewhere with Spencer he would have said the grades are as fake as diamonds that looks like broken glass.

I’m so unhappy right now. Never thought I’d use that word.

That all changed when I heard the door slid and also a student did the same but in a more humane manner.

          Enter Ashley the student.

She’s that special student who’s quite popular, inside and outside school grounds. She’s literally a celebrity. She seems to get away each time she dyes her hair unlike another student of mine that goes by the name “crybaby”.

Guess who’s her advisor?

Yeah, that’s obviously me, anyone who said “Dallon” deserves a spank… or a slap, that’s just kinky.

“Hey there Mister Urie”

“Hello to you too Ashley, what’s up?”

Unlike other schools, we’re all practically informal here; teachers and students are pretty much close buds that we don’t even have some guidance counselor, I don’t know if that is a flaw or not… I guess Meagan is a counselor, but that’s just Pete’s wife. Going back to Ashley she’s the only girl in my class—well aside from Melanie—that calls me Mister Urie all the time, but that’s probably due to respect, which is quite neat unlike some students.

“I have milk and cookies here, Melanie wanted to give this out and um… She also asked me to give you this note…”

Yeah, that’s Melanie, no one exactly trusts her, except for Tyler and Hal- I mean Ashley I guess.

“Cool, just place it one of the chairs thanks”

She nodded- before I rudely interrupted when the thought rushed back deep inside my skull.

“Wait, what’s written?”

“Umm… It says; Do you like my cookies? They’re made just for you, a little bit of sugar and… lots of poison too” She seems to hesitate on reading it and I have no doubts on why she is.

Honestly, this is one of those times I wish I could pacify her.

I couldn’t blame her actions, she’s been through a lot- like, a whole looot, as edgy as the book written by Pete when he was young (we fortunately got to read it in his office, don’t tell anyone) she has been kidnapped, rough family, drugged and other things I wouldn’t go deeper.

She’s pretty odd, but really a pretty nice person at the same time. It’s like the half dyes of her hair. She, Frank, Eva, Jon, Mikey, Ray and Richie would talk to me all day and I feel comfortable with them.

I honestly like crazy people like her. She doesn’t mind me doing crappy things and she empathize with me, it’s nice to have someone like that ya know?

Hallelujah, I have such great students and yet I’m a sh*tty teacher. I wonder what type of cookies are in there-

F*ck, that pink pastel box looks creepy as Teletub-

I need some breather.

“Hey Ashley can you pass me the coc-”

Oh wait f*ck

She doesn’t know that yet

Oh god that sounds wrong. No I’m not gay shut up… What are you talking about me and Ryan are just friends. No, not even Dallon, shut up. Denial what the- okay I’m done talking to y'all, I’ll tell you about my past with Ryan later, m'kay? Yes I’ll talk about Dallon later too but now you f*cks are just distracting me.

Anyways, she doesn’t know I do cocaine.

“Uhh… what?”

Sh*t, you guys make me sound so bad. Thinking about it, I am the only one to blame if she did knew.

Think Brendon! Think!

WHY AM I IMAGINING SCENES FROM HANGOVER RIGHT NOW?! IT’S STILL 2001.

“Pass me the…. baby powder from the back of the second row shelf thanks”

“Okay… what does it look like there’s a bunch of jars here Mister Urie!” Yelling a bit for me to hear, I felt a drop of sweat coming from my distracting forehead.

“Uhh…. It’s in one of those straight shoote- I mean flower designs in it”

She raised a small glass tube with some flower designs in it. She raised her eyebrow a bit like it’s already questioning me.

I mean, why would someone smoldering with appeal like me would buy flowers? I had enough with people questioning my sexuality so I’m not having that again.

“This one?” She held the love roses tube and shook it. I hope she didn’t suspect me for anything if so then I hope that I ain’t kissing Pete’s *ss for this. Thank past me for buying filtered one and not the transparent, but that’s too early for me to say so.

“Yeah, bring it here. Thanks” She threw it to me and I caught it, fortunately.

“Why would you have it in a flower case?”

Haha…

“I have no containers left, is all”

She nodded once more “I’m pretty sure Principal Wentz would allow ya to use one of the containers in the science room, I mean you’re close to Mister Iero as well right?”

Haha… riiight. I’m pretty sure Mister Wentz or Iero wouldn’t

“Yeah, thanks for the idea and the cookies, tell Melanie the same”

“Yeah, you’re welcome Mister Urie”

●———————–●

“BRENDON!”

That’s Dallon, once more in all his glory. He never seems to stay calm after his week of teaching in this school. His hair looks like his wife quiffed it- whatever people call that hairstyle, maybe I should say hair mess.

“What?” As you can tell, I’m tired as well so long and goodnight Dal, I need some shut eye. This is the same man who almost fell asleep while teaching the opium war, quite surprising that he can be this tense.

“YOU CAN’T DO DRUGS IF THEY CAUGHT YOU YOU’RE IN BIG TROUBLE-”

“SHH!”

Yeah! I would be if you continued yelling.

“Shut up Dallon” I closed the door behind me only to here Dallon handling the doorknob back open.

“Brendon, it’s not healthy”

What is he gonna say? Cardiac arrest? Lung problems? Yeah, I know the side effect don’t worry about it, stimulation has always been a part of me even though I try so hard to deny it. I try to stop each time though so I don’t have to hear this right now.

(Author just searched the side effects of cocaine so this may not be exact, author is not a doctor, author’s life sucks)

“Uhuh”

“No I’m serious! My friend used to do drugs as well and he-”

Oh no. I’m having this talk again am I?

Rolling my eyes back to a distant land called “Nopeland”. I could only hear incoherent sounds of a failed attempt to get me to change my decisions in life. I only found the polychromatic color that matches the walls once more when my eyes landed back to my table.

Smirk.

Grab.

Flick.

“W-cou-hat the h-heck Brendon that’s childish eew is that baby powder or powdered milk? Disgusting”

Nah, that’s coke, have fun cleaning your uniform for tomorrow morning kiddo.

And then- with just one swish and flick- I magically landed back to happy land. Maybe it’s the side effect of cocaine, may or may not be but whatever, I’d like to think that it is for the moment. It’s nice to see someone’s first encounter with coke, if I were to be Van Gogh I’d be painting this view of Dadlon trying to remove the white stains from his crotch right now.

Looks like I have something to write on my Journal huh?

Let’s be real though dear hopefully-future-students; my dairy is a lot more cooler than the Diary Of A Wimpy kid? No? Yeah you’re right, my life sucks. If this were a subject you all would have had all my assessments perfect even on your first day.

I don’t know whether you should take that as a compliment or that states you’re slowly becoming trash- well no, technically all you little eyes are my treasure so don’t go living in the dumps.

“Brendon please help me remove this stuff”

“No thanks”

“Beeeebooo”

“Not this again Dallon”

This is some sick technique in which Dallon uses the nickname “Beebo” to get me to do something. No, I’m not telling you “why Beebo?”.

Fine.

It all started when me and Patrick were teaching the seniors for a bit since Andy couldn’t come due to a winter storm at his place. We were at Patrick’s small enthusiastic explanation about a simple concept when someone boldly called me “Beebo” and it just stucked.

Groaning in the same manner the students of 9AM1 from earlier, I grabbed my handerchief and started rubbing the surface of his sweater that he probably bought last week.

“I hate you”

“Love you too Beebs, now continue helping me will you?”

Geez, I do have a lot to write down today.

Oh crap, he didn’t bought this last week; it says “Grade 10 Hibiscus” so it’s most probably hand made for him from his last advisory class. He got this last Christmas. Crap, I ruined his greatest gift. I am so sorry Dallon. Best not to tell this and the Ashley incident to anyone.

●———————–●

My eyes wondered about when I saw the box Ashley left in the corner.

That pink box…

I swear, I don’t have any idea on what to do with these cookies, they actually smell and look delicious. I guess I’ll never know huh?

“Hey Mister Urie is Richie’s detention over? He asked me to go shopping in Hot Topic today that’s why I’m asking” The next person to ever slide in after class today is Frank Gioia. The emotional kid who doesn’t seem to mind what everyone thinks, he’s a cool dude I swear.

“Oh, he’d be up by no-”

About the box….

As bright as the ideas Gerard drew in his sketchpad (which is full of strange looking people by the way, especially that all white violin girl), my eyes fluttered at the sudden thought that occured.

“Hey Frank?”

“Yeah?” He tilted his head to peak in a bit more. He doesn’t seem to be fazed at the fact I avoided answering his question.

“Want some cookies?”

Silence.

He stared at me for a bit, then back to the box I was supposedly reaching out for him to taste. His eyebrow raised at the sight of it.

“Isn’t that Melanie’s?”

Oh, he knew, that was some fail.

Lie or not to lie?

Nah, lying is pretty much fun if you’re a girl.

“Yeah, Melanie gave it to me earlier”

“Yeah saw it too”

Then another batch of awkward silence followed as we stared at each other, eyes locked with such confusion present on both sides.

“Sure… I’ll take one”

He came closer and took a bite of the chocolate chipped cookies from the forsaken box. He seems delighted somehow.

Well.

Looks like I have a new box to place my ecstasy.

●———————–●

I bumped into Ryan earlier.

He gave me this blank look before leaving me in the halls. He seemed to be carrying another paper bag; two packs of cheese whiz I presume. He didn’t seem to mind me whenever I snoop into his bags, although this time was an exception.

       ⏭️The theater in Brendon’s mind⏮️

Ryan: *looking at his paper bag*

Fab Brendon: What’s that *about to reach into the bag*

Ryan: *Slaps hand*

Ryan: Y o u  a r e  n o t  m y  f r i e n d

Exit Ryan.

⏯️

Trust me, give him a few more days and the two of us we’ll be okay, he wouldn’t exchange our friendship over cheese whiz….

I wonder if he thinks the same about me and Frank Sinatra, if so tell him I’d choose the latter.

●———————–●

On my way home I saw Ray and Mikey talking about Gerard and his small sketchpad they saw behind the bush in which he probably left it.

“How did it end up there in the first place?” They looked as confused as I am, Ray just raised his lips a bit higher to look like he’s pensive for an answer.

“He’s Mister Way after all, he can get like this, right Moikey?”

“Mikey Ray, It’s Mikey. Yes, he does act as irresponsible at times”

Sometimes I wonder if that face shows sadness, disappointment, anger or just plain nothing. It’s a pokerface no one could ever break, not even that time Joe played around with Frank’s chemistry set, I mean, mixing Mountain Dew and chunks of Doritos was funny and all, and Gerard’s reporting skills on that scene made the class laugh even more.

I sure do love this school’s innocent scenes.

Wait I’m going too far, back to Mikey.

“Anyways, do you know where your brother is at the moment?”

He shook his head in reply but Ray nodded it with excitement.

“Yeah he said he’s going to binge watch Star Wars in the cinema”

Mikey’s face dropped a bit before going back to normal. That action probably meant sadness… right?

“He forgot to drive me back home, whatever I’ll just walk”

“I’ll come with you don’t worry, we’re practically neighbors”

“no we’re not”

“shush”

I know that I laughed at that small conversation but I still feel the small strange vibe Mikey’s been radiating, unlike Gerard he would have punched me in the face if he was at the scene and tell me to “stay the *beep* away from my sketchpad!”

Was that beep necessary?

“Do you want me to call Gerard?”

“No, it’s okay Mister Urie”

I shrugged as he denied my random act of kindness, ouch.

“Whatever kiddos, get home safely okay?” “Yes Mister Urie” “Oh, and bring your brother’s sketchpad, he doesn’t want it in my hands”

Mikey raised an eyebrow “Don’t you wanna see what’s inside?”

I mean, it could be anything edge-shock-y so I wouldn’t dare open it.

“N-nah, rather not”

Mikey just nodded and fetched for the sketchpad in my hands.

Then I walked back home, just like they did.

God, I’m stopping drugs. Things like this are more stimulating…. and stressful

[theblckbts]

Delviskovish| 02

   You finally meet the boy from your first evaluation and graduate.

Warning: Smut in later on chapters!!!

You're having the worst nightmare ever. And finally, you manage to wake up. You are sweating profusely. You wonder whether it was a dream or an actual incident. You take some time to realize where you are. Your heart's pounding with all that adrenaline rush. You want to pacify yourself with a glass of water, but all this has left you weak and trembling. you were unable to utter a sound. 

In fact, to your horror, you found yourself paralyzed and unable to move. Finally after what seemed an eternity, but was probably no more than a few minutes, you found yourself able to move again.

You were sick and tired of these dreams of yours as it was getting annoying and even scarier each time. 

You were on top of a cliff looking down, hesitant at first but end up falling into your death, bloated, drowned mothers death. 

You quickly brush it off as you got up from your bed and went to the bathroom to wash your face. When you were done with everything you went back to your room and got dressed for the day. You stumble downstairs for breakfast as your aunt had made such an effort for you and her husband. They were best friends but they always acted like how a married couple would be, anywhere but here. Sometimes you’d see both of their eyes sparkles every time they look at each other, which is how you want to be, free from Delviskovish.

While she was in the kitchen, she was watching the news reporters as they were rambling about the horrible, zany prank created by the wilds, Instead of explaining everything, the news reporters didn’t mention the invalids due to the fact that no one is supposed to know about them. Paying extra attention just in case they mention any names but instead, they mention, "The evaluation will be delayed to next week." Which by then you were relieved and happy to redo your evaluation.

After school, you and Em go for your daily gossip and jog session. While getting lost in the conversation, Em deviates from your usual route when she goes into an area that's closed off by a security fence but has been carelessly left open. “Em, let's just keep walking. There is no point in going in there, We might get in trouble.” You pull on her arm but she turns around and smiles at you. “We won't get caught.” she reassures you and instead of you pulling her away, she was pulling you in. 

Inside the Authorized Personnel Only area, you see a male guard And you realize it was who had winked at you at her evaluation. Knowing Em, I knew she was going to “act cool.” She started walking slowly from the side beside the trees to not get caught by the make guard. She’d stop every couple of seconds to not attract attention or cause any scene. 

“I can see you guys.” We had completely stopped, froze. But before e can turn around he had already walked to our location and had been staring at us. “You’re not in trouble. you guys can come out.” We slowly get up staring at him but he seemed to only stare at you. “My name is Jeon Jungkook. You don’t have to fear me, I won’t tell anyone.” You and Em slowly walk to him and stand a feet or two away. 

"I saw you, at the evaluation.” You were sure it was him, you were so sure But he kept denying it. “You couldn’t have.” Em found this pretty awkward and changed the subject as quick as possible. “Can we have a tour of all of this exciting behind-the-scenes stuff.” He automatically laughs at her words and looks at her, realizing she’s not kidding he puts on a straight face. "There's nothing to see. Unless you're a fan of industrial waste.

“Here I'll take you guys to a place that actually matters.” Instead, Jungkook walks the other way, looking back at you guys to see if you guys are following. Em walks right away looking back at you and motioning you to come alone. 

He takes us to see a beautiful view of the coast. While getting captivated with the view, you feel Jungkook get closer and closer to you, you swallow nervously, ready to protect yourself if this so Jungkook gets an idea. He then he comes close enough where you are the only one who can hear him, whispering one word into your ear "Gray.” It takes you a few seconds to process what he had just whispered into your ear.

He then backs away from you without looking at you again. Smiling at the view, he turns to the both of you and you are forced to look back at him. “The view is even prettier at sunset, which is at 8:30 PM.” You thought maybe he’s a local new weatherman but No, he isn't. You later get the idea that he's asking you to meet him there that night. 

That night, You fret throughout the entire dinner about whether or not you should go meet the mysterious boy, Jungkook. After beating yourself with your thoughts and making sure no one had realized what you were doing, You decided to do it. telling you aunt that you have to pick up something you forgot at Em's house.

Pedaling your bike to the coast, You worry about the revolving eye that you know is always watching.

Sure enough, the Regulators march up and perform an identity check on You. They run your ID through the Secure Validation System and tell you to be home before curfew. "You wouldn't want to get into any trouble,” they tell you, smiling creepily. as though they hope you get into trouble so they can rough you up a bit. 

You finally get to Back Cove where you see the most beautiful sunset, you’d ever laid eyes on.

But no Jungkook.

You used to beg your aunt to read you all kinds of stories, but love it more when she told you the true meaning of your name, the real reason why your name is so special. Magdalena comes from Y/N Magdelene, who according to the official religion was infected with love. 

She was with thousands of men who she fell deeply for and they all ended up leaving her or killed. Her final love was Joseph, who found her in pain, took her under his wings and retreated her back to health. one she was in the right mind, she fell for him once more, telling him to never leave her. Then abandoned her, without word or explanation, leaving her miserable. This was the last heartbreak before she fell to the ground and begged for God to put her out of her misery. Hearing her prayers, He instead removed the Delviskovish from her boiling blood. 

She was the first cured. 

You always found it strange for your mother to name you after a cured woman. She didn’t even believe in the cure, heck she didn’t believe it was a disease.

She said that the only thing that was keeping us humans sane was love. The things that broke us was not love but Betrail, abandonment, and everything else that’s not love. 

And that was her problem.

The book of Delviskovish is all about the dangers or Delviskovish. You’ve done lots of research and despite everything, your mother probably knew that she was wrong. The Cure and the Procedure were for the best. You thought that maybe, she knew what was going to happen.

Maybe your name was the final gift to you, in a way.

Maybe a message, saying “Forgive me!”

Trying to say, “Someday even this pain will go away.” You knew after every word said about your mother, that she wasn’t half bad.

The next two weeks are the busiest of your life. 

Every day after school there is an assembly, ceremony or graduation party to go to. Em always got invited to all of them and you, most. You were always surprised to get invited. 

The “popular rich girl” Hannah Mayalle, Invited everyone for a casual goodbye party. Her house is ten times the size of your and Ems’ house. two times the cars and ten times the money.

You were surprised that she even knew your name. Every time she has a conversation with Em, her eyes pass you like you aren’t anything important to focus on.

You guys sit in the backyard while her maids casually go in and out of her house, passing out food or any drinks people want. And her father in the corner, making everything with the grill.

And you eat until you are about to blow. Laying there with Em almost after our curfew, the stars appear and mosquitoes rise up all at once. 

Realizing that it is probably one of your best days of all time.

You and Em don’t even have time for jogging anymore and when we do you guys don’t mention what had happened during the view, Which surprised you. You had focused on anything but the lingering question of Jeon Jungkook.Feeling stupid for biking up and down the streets, lying to your aunt and the regulators just to meet up with him. 

You tell yourself that you have gone temporally insane from in the heat.

During graduation, Em sits three rows ahead of me. Before taking her seats she gives you a big smile. She tilts her head to the right and you can see her scribbling “Thank god” on top of her graduation cap. You laugh. She turns to you making a pretend stern face.

You never felt closer to your classmates more than this day. Sweating under the sun, trying not to yawn as your principle goes on and on about adulthood and your entrance to the community world.

Parents in the back sitting on the white folding chairs under the flags as they applaud each and ever students who go up to receive their graduation diploma.

You guys can barely take a photo as everyone is in laughter. When it comes to you, right when you are about to pose, Em jumps into the picture wrapping one arm around your neck, the professional cameraman gets startled and takes the photo *CLICK* 

Even though our hair as messy as it can be, our faces wide open and red from laughter. You thought I was one of the best pictures ever, and you looked Beautiful.

As it was our last times, we all gathered around jumping up and down. 

You walk towards your only sister, “You came.”

“Of course I came.” Handing you flowers. And in that moment you are so close to hug her, but then you stop when her hands reach up. Maybe to hug you? No. To flick a bug from your forehead, “Ew you are so sweaty.” You both laugh and walk to your aunt and uncle. 

Looking back, you just can’t help it. Seeing the change in you and everyone else. 

After the cure, you guys will all be ready for the real world.

[recentanimenews]

THE GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH Has a Large Hairy Son in Episodes 183-189

Welcome to THE GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH! I’m Joseph Luster, back in record time, and I’ll be your host this week as we barrel on through all 220 episodes of the original Naruto anime adaptation. In last week's episodes 176-182, we spent most of our time in the Hidden Star Village, but that arc comes to a swift end this week. Even more filler lies beyond, though, including the start of the Peddlers Escort Mission arc in episodes 183-189.

  As you may be able to tell by the tone of some of these questions, I'm feeling a little deflated at this point. The filler can be overwhelming at times, but at least we have the occasional one-off to brighten our week. In this case, the highlight for me was most definitely the gag episode in which Naruto has to avoid laughing during a funeral despite every possible attempt to get him to crack. It might be the series' most successful attempt at straight-up comedy to date.

  The rest of the batch was mostly disappointing, but there were a few ups to go along with the downs. As Crunchyroll user OrichalcosTwin1 said in last week's comments, "I enjoyed the Hidden Star Village filler, though as you're about to find out this week, I feel it could've concluded sooner and stuck around longer than it should've." I couldn't agree more. Let's find out what everyone else thought! 

    Do you love Sumaru's Mom's Ghost and her two-hit multi-target attacks? Did the finale of the Star Guard arc surprise you in any way, or was its ending written in the stars from the beginning?

  Paul: It was good that the main resolution to the Star Village story involved the children and the other villagers rebelling against Akahoshi after he went Full Crazy-Eyes and freely confessed his evil plans to everyone within earshot, but for the ultimate confrontation, it should have been Sumaru receiving his mother's spiritual energy to deliver the final blow. This arc was Sumaru's story, and tacking Naruto onto the end like that feels like a missed opportunity.

  David: Agreed. Ending a village’s internal political strife by punching the bad guy is one thing, but letting Naruto do it instead of the character most closely affected by the whole thing is pretty lame.

  Jared: I basically laughed when Sumaru’s mom gave her power to Naruto instead of Sumaru. Way to bury the kid both figuratively and literally. Other than that, the arc ended basically how I expected with Akahoshi getting his comeuppance and being real dumb.

  Kevin: The ending was predictable, aside from the stuff that made no sense. Of course the star was going to be destroyed, that way no one can try to bring it up as a power source later. Also, apparently ghosts exist in Naruto. I guess Orochimaru could’ve had a shortcut in creating the Reanimation Jutsu.

  Danni: The whole thing just fell way off the rails, honestly. I’m so tired of evil villains in this show maniacally cackling about how evil they are while trying to kill a bunch of children.

  Kara: I realized right as we were closing out that the Village Hidden in the Stars was literally just Naruto’s excuse to have fairies, after which point I kind of gave up on it making sense at all.

  Noelle: It’s a very typical villain cliché, but I can’t say it doesn’t work. Some of that fantasy stuff sure did happen though.

  Carolyn: It was definitely… weird. I have to agree with the above, that giving Naruto the power was a very odd choice. It also just feels like really weird and awkward writing. I know we’re in the land of filler, but this series is backflipping over the shark at this point.

    It took putting Akamaru in great peril to make me realize nothing can ever happen to Kiba's sweet pee-spraying baby. Which Naruto characters would you defend with your life at this point? 

  Paul: The easy answer is Rock Lee, who is much more of a good boy than Akamaru. It's weird that Akamaru can have a full-on “An American Werewolf in Leaf Village” episode in which he severely injures numerous shinobi, including his own master, and yet he's allowed to continue his ninja-dog training like nothing happened. I figured they'd pull a trick where Akamaru wasn't infected and there was some other werewolf running around, but nope. Straight up Cujo.

  David: Over the course of all this filler I’ve gotten even more attached to Neji and Tenten. Maybe I should go back and rewatch some episodes of that Rock Lee spinoff…

  Jared: ROCK LEE. 

  Kevin: Anime, if you ever try to hurt my ninja son Rock Lee ever again, the Five Great Nations are going to become the Five Great Craters. 

  Danni: ROCK LEE DEFENSE FORCE, ASSEMBLE! [sfx: Kamen Rider transformation noises]

  Kara: Rock Lee, as the rest of the room says. And Hinata. Dear God, I can’t wait ‘til 50% of her lines aren’t “Naruto-kun…” She deserves better than she gets in pretty much any part of her life.

  Noelle: As with everyone else, Rock Lee protection squad unite.

  Carolyn: Hahaha, did we ever expect anything less than a giant chorus of people loudly cheering on good boy Rock Lee?

    The Hidden Leaf Legend episode about Onbu made me think about all the aspects of the Naruto world of which we're not aware yet. From legends to history and beyond, what are you most curious about, and what would you like to see expanded upon in future episodes?

  Paul: There should be an episode where Naruto and the other young ninja of Leaf Village get sent on a snipe hunt mission by Tsunade in search of the legendary tsuchinoko, only for Kakashi, Might Guy, and the other Jonin to prank the heck out of them. Then they actually find a real tsuchinoko during the third act, and it grows angry over them invading its territory, and hijinks ensue.

  David: I was and am still interested in essentially anything that doesn’t have to do with ninjas. How does the rest of the world operate on a day-to-day basis, and how much, if at all, are they even aware of these ninja villages that seem to constantly be at war with each other?

  Jared: I’m kind of surprised there hasn’t been more backstory on the early Hokage, unless that’s being saved for later in Shippuden. Outside of that, I think it’d be good just to dive into character backstories or just go full slice-of-life at some points.

  Kevin: Honestly, I’m most curious about jutsu creation. We’ll get at least some insight into that later in Shippuden, but even then I’d still like to know a lot more.

  Danni: I just wanna know why everyone in the Hidden Leaf Village loves the SEGA Dreamcast so dang much.

  Kara: Considering weird ninja magic is essentially part of day-to-day life, I want to know what their escapist entertainment is like. What the heck do you read action comics about when you’re already halfway to a superhero? I’m guessing they have, like, Archiemaru or something where the escapism comes in the form of severe normality.

  Noelle: Even knowing some of the stuff that comes later, there’s a lot of things that aren’t really that expanded upon. The discrepancy between technology and how that clashes or interacts with ninjutsu is one, and how ninja society seems to be something both out in the open but not something that everyone can do is another. We might get to why ninjutsu happens later, but what of the people who aren’t ninja, in a world so heavily slated toward magical powers and how those with magic seem to rule society?

  Carolyn: We see villages with normal, non-ninja people fairly regularly, but we have no idea how they live. How do the government and ninja work together? Do they work together or do the ninja sort of work on their own laws/volition? Maybe that’s been answered, but I certainly don’t remember it. 

    As episode 186 reminds us, there's nothing more powerful than a forbidden laugh. Can you recall any particularly gut-busting "church laugh" moments in your life where you really lost it when you shouldn't have? 

  Paul: One time my sister got busted for accidentally cracking up during Christmas dinner because the decorative plates we were about to eat off of had a drawing of a little hobo Frosty the Snowman, complete with patches on his snow-suit. I guess the contrast of cloth patches on a suit made out of snow was too much for her, and she burst out laughing during what was supposed to be a solemn moment. She got grounded, and the Legend of the Hobo Snowman went down in Chapman family history.

  David: I don’t remember the details but I do recall actually being sent to the principal in elementary school for being unable to control my laughter one day.

  Jared: I can’t remember the specifics, but I’m pretty sure mine was an actual church laugh moment. Something must’ve made me have the giggles or I was just in a mood but I did that when I was going to church at the time and got in a bit of trouble for it.

  Kevin: I was watching Dororo, and one episode in particular had a guest animator who apparently is known for his… unique art style. Hyakkimaru “running” (ice skating) uphill between trees forced me to pause the video so that I could stop hysterically laughing.

  Danni: I have a rather subdued laugh usually, so I can’t think of any moments where laughing got me in trouble. However, a childhood spent watching a lot of America’s Funniest Home Videos has led to an adulthood full of instinctively laughing when people hurt themselves pratfalling.

  Kara: I was on a bus in Cardiff a few years ago and there was a guy who refused to sit down or hang on or anything. The driver braked and the dude went sliding comically. A few people snickered but I busted out laughing way too big and He Did Not Appreciate That. I got off at the next stop to avoid having my head punched down my own neck. (As an aside, I’ve gotta express my appreciation for Naruto basing an entire episode around the concept of the Giggle Loop from Coupling.)

  Noelle: Admittedly, I’m not the kind of person that bursts out laughing, even if emotions show on my face. My friends saying particularly wild things in public will always get me laughing, though.

  Carolyn: Actual laugh or defensive laugh? I worked as a ride operator at an amusement park as a teen and some kids tried to run on the ride AS IT WAS MOVING. I had to use the emergency shutdown and started laughing like a maniac. The kids' parents were very angry at me for that, but some co-workers and other customers assured them it was a nervous laugh, which it was. They could have gotten very, very hurt and I didn’t know how to react to that.

As for an actual “wow that was funny” laugh … well, this story is a bit mean but it got to me hard. Outside my apartment one day, I saw a kid that was about 11-13 riding a bike and just toppled over and started laughing immediately. It was the way the bike fell. Usually, you imagine some wobbling, the handlebars going back and forth as they lose control or something. This was literally straight up to straight down in one immediate motion. It caught me by surprise. Also, the kid was fine.

    That Brings Us to the Land of Gree— you know what? Forget these veggie peddlers, we're way beyond the point of no return in Filler Purgatory. I hardly remember what it was like when Naruto was good, and the writing is at an all time low for most of this batch. Could you ever recommend this show past episode 140 or so, and has this changed the way you feel about it as a whole?

  Paul: I'm a completionist, so if I'm going to recommend something, I'm going to recommend all of it. You don't get to skip the boring or mediocre bits if you want to claim you've experienced a work of entertainment. The filler hasn't broken my spirit yet, and there are individual parts of it that I find compelling, although I admit nothing we've seen here compares to Naruto at its apex moments.

  David: I’d just recommend skipping all of it, but if you’re gonna watch any of it, the second best thing is probably to skip the arcs and watch some of the one-off episodes instead. The best part about the filler has been the focus on some side characters who didn’t get much time before, and the mostly silly single-episode adventures get you that without having to sit through nonsense stories that just make you wish you were watching the actual story instead.

  Jared: I might not necessarily recommend watching all of the filler, but maybe some of the better parts if they wanted to check that stuff out. People will watch what they watch and I’m not their dad, but I don’t think it’s necessarily all terrible like some people will lead you to believe. It certainly hasn’t changed my overall opinion of the show, it just makes me want to get back to the actual story. Although, if you want a test of endurance, then yeah, people should watch all the filler.

  Kevin: The only way I can realistically recommend Naruto after Filler Purgatory started was if I was trying to talk about all of the interesting character interactions that come from unique team combinations. Unfortunately, even the filler arcs have turned into the same few teams on a loop, and the plots aren’t nearly interesting enough to carry 100 episodes. So in all honesty, unless you just want to full Naruto experience of waiting forever to get to Shippuden or REALLY want to know everything that happens, even if it’s filler, no, I can’t recommend watching past episode 140. 

  Danni: I refused to listen to anyone telling me to skip certain arcs of Dragon Ball since they were filler. I said that if I’m gonna watch it, I’m gonna watch all of it. That being said, I really wish I could just skip ahead to Shippuden right now.

  Kara: This week of episodes has just been a hot mess. Not gonna lie. I’d been coasting because at least I could joke about them. But between this weird double-bluff veggie ninja story and the episode about Naruto adopting the kind of mascot character they’d add to a cartoon adaptation of a live-action 80s sitcom, I’m feeling anywhere from weak to done.

  Noelle: I skipped over most of the filler in my original run of Naruto, and I’d say-- yeah, I’d still rather do that. Nothing here worth noting. 

  Carolyn: I don’t think I would recommend Naruto, as a whole or just cutting off the filler parts. There have been shows I couldn’t get into and people will say to wait for season 3 or 4. I just don’t understand highly recommending something that has so much not-good in it.

    Finally, let's wrap up with the HIGHS and LOWS for this week.

  Paul: My high point was everyone trying to make Naruto laugh, especially with how the humor-assassins would take one look at him and decide that anyone with such a foolish face would be an easy mark. I appreciate the low-grade shade that reminds us that Naruto is kind of a maroon. My low-point was the end of the Onbu episode, which concludes like a mash-up of the Tribbles episode of Star Trek and Gremlins. That joke didn't so much land as belly-flop.

  David: High point was the preview for next week’s first episode - I’m excited to see Hinata getting to handle a fight on her own; hope that’s as neat as it looks. Low point was the ending of the star village arc for the same reasons I said in the first question.

  Jared: High point for this week would probably be the end of the funeral episode with the ridiculous reveal, fake out, and then reveal of the dad being alive. It was probably one step away from going full “IT’S ME AUSTIN” in terms of that. Also, Shino just getting up in Naruto's face like NEVER TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS PLEASE. Low point would probably be basically everything else. Land of Greens is just not great and the other episodes were pretty much just there. Glad we finally get to meet Boruto though, even if I thought he came later on in the series.

  Kevin: 

High - The plan to take down the first of the enemy ninja in the Land of Greens. Sure, it’s a pretty short moment and not too difficult to figure out (he’s using his weapons as dowsing rods, so break the weapons and lure him to a place without water), but this is Filler Purgatory, and characters not being completely dumb is enough to be one of the better moments of the week.

Low - The Onbu episode. I like getting some worldbuilding, but like I said in my High, I also like characters not being excessively dumb, and practically every decision in the Onbu episode was some level of dumb.

  Danni: High point was the entire funeral episode. It was such a solid comedic concept and the payoffs all landed perfectly. It’s exactly the kind of stupid I want out of all this filler. Honorable mention to the Onba episode, which was maybe a tier below but still some good dumb fun. Low point would have to be watching another arc end with a villain maniacally cackling while trying to murder a bunch of children with a crossbow. Low LOW point was when that one kid’s dead mom became a ninja ghost who just kind of held Naruto in the air like a limp cat. 

  Kara: High point was honestly Magnet Ninja. Like seriously that’s one of the most resourceful Jutsu sets I’ve seen: just grab those headband nerds by the headband. Secondary high point was the puns in the funeral episode that didn’t get translated in the subtitles (as a former subtitle editor, though, I don’t blame them for not trying). Low point was the wrap-up of the Village Hidden in the Seelie Court.

  Noelle: High point, the funeral episode and how everything in it works pretty well. I wouldn’t say it’s all my kind of humor, but it’s functionally fairly solid. No complaints there. Low point… we’re just not going to address how fantasy elements in the afterlife are a thing now? No? Okay, I guess. 

  Carolyn: The uniforms and Naruto’s not-amused reaction to them were pretty great for me. The low point? I guess the weird ghost stuff. The last Scooby-Doo ghost episode was silly, but it also knew it was silly. They sort of took this seriously and that’s quite bizarre.

    COUNTERS:

  This Week:

Ramen: 11 bowls, 1 cup

Hokage: 4

Clones: 78

  Total So Far:

Ramen: 182 bowls, 13 cups

Hokage: 62

Clones: 789

  And that’s it for this week! Remember that you’re always welcome to watch along with the Rewatch, especially if you’ve never seen the original Naruto! Watch Naruto today!

  Here’s our upcoming schedule:

-Next week, KARA DENNISON returns to guide us through the end of the Peddlers Escort Mission!

-On August 2nd, NOELLE OGAWA shows us the formation of the Konoha 11!

-Finally, the mighty DANIEL DOCKERY returns to explore the mystery of Yakumo! 

  CATCH UP ON THE REWATCH!

Episodes 176-182: Reach for the Stars!

Episodes 169-175: Anko’s Backstory At Sea

Episodes 162-168: The Tale of the Phantom Samurai

Episodes 155-161: Quickfire Curry

Episodes 148-154: The Forest is Abuzz With Ninjas

Episodes 141-147: Mizuki Strikes Back!

Episodes 134-140: The Climactic Clash

Episodes 127-133: Naruto vs Sasuke

Episodes 120-126: The Sand Siblings Return

Episodes 113-119: Operation Rescue Sasuke

Episodes 106-112: Sasuke Goes Rogue

Episodes 99-105: Trouble in the Land of Tea

Episodes 92-98: Clash of the Sannin

Episodes 85-91: A Life-Changing Decision

Episodes 78-84: The Fall of a Legend

Episodes 71-77: Sands of Sorrow

Episodes 64-70: Crashing the Chunin Exam

Episodes 57-63: Family Feud

Episodes 50-56: Rock Lee Rally

Episodes 43-49: The Gate

Episodes 36-42: Through the Woods

Episodes 29-35: Sakura Unleashed

Episodes 22-28: Chunin Exams Kickoff

Episodes 15-21: Leaving the Land of Waves

Episodes 8-14: Beginners' Battle

Episodes 1-7: I'm Gonna Be the Hokage!

  Thank you for joining us for the GREAT CRUNCHYROLL NARUTO REWATCH! Have a great weekend, and we'll see you all next time!

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Joseph Luster is the Games and Web editor at Otaku USA Magazine. You can read his webcomic, BIG DUMB FIGHTING IDIOTS at subhumanzoids. Follow him on Twitter @Moldilox. 

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