#i didnt realize i. ELEVEN FUCKING HOURS?

[sirompp]

sometimes you get a little distracted and then 11 hours pass and ive finished homestuck now ive read it all of it the whole thing

[naturesapphic]

Hello!!! For kinktober how about a freaky friday swap with either Wanda Maximoff or Natasha Romanoff?

Thanks and have a Nice day :D

Day eleven: Freaky Friday

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, body switching, masterbating, fingering

Kinktober Masterlist

Waking up in your bed, you looked around, feeling uncomfortable for some reason. You didn’t understand why until you looked down and you didn’t see your normal body that you are used to seeing. A loud gasp falls from your lips and you immediately get out of bed and go into the bathroom and look in the mirror.

You are the black widow. Natasha romanoff. Your crush. Holy shit, how could this have happened? You stared at yourself in the mirror for what felt like hours until you started to get horny. How could you get horny at a time like this? You went out of the bathroom and back to the bed to lay in the middle of it. You took off the tank top you were wearing and Natasha’s breasts spilled out.

Your eyes widens at how plump they are and you started touching them gently making you let out soft moans. This was so wrong. So incredibly wrong but you just couldn’t help yourself. After playing with her breasts some, you glided your hand down to the shorts she was wearing and entered your hand in the waistband of her shorts. You were met with wetness and you bit your lip. Hearing your moans made you more wet because these weren’t your moans, they were Natasha’s and they were the most beautiful moans you’ve ever heard.

It was your favorite sound now for sure. You placed both hands on the shorts and pulled them down your legs, exposing yourself. You spread your legs and your eyes widen at how wet you were. Natasha’s body was absolutely gorgeous and you were practically drooling at the sight. Your fingers came down to her pussy again and you started rubbing her clit. You moaned out and closed your eyes, feeling the pleasure run through your veins. Keeping a hand on rubbing her clit while your other hand was on her left breast, pinching her rosy pink bud gently.

You were close, so close, you couldn’t believe you were in Natasha Romanoffs body and you were fucking her. Hearing Natasha’s moans come out of her lips and the feel of her pussy on your fingers were edging you closer and closer to your sweet release. Your breaking point was when you caught yourself in the mirror and you saw Natasha look at you. That’s when you came hard all over her fingers. Panting, you gently pulled her fingers out and you popped them in your mouth, moaning softly at her taste.

What you weren’t expecting was your door to burst oepn and you see your body staring at you wide eyed. You quickly covered yourself up and your lips turned up into a smirk as you walked in Natasha’s room and you locked the door behind you. You then realized that it was Natasha. Natasha was inside of your body and now she knew that you used her body to get off. Natasha didnt say anything expect she got closer to you and hovered over you. What a Halloween this was going to be.

A/n: happy Halloween everyone! Thank you anon for this very great creative request! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all :) have a fun and safe Halloween

[wearentdelulu]

Into you~ Chapter Eleven 🔞

“Haein you-“

Kook rubs Anya’s shoulders, trying his best to reassure her that he can handle this. Haein was nothing compared to what he’s used to. He can handle this and make sure Anya doesn’t feel guilty either. “It’s okay Anya, it’s clear that she’s just jealous.” He looks at Haein with a small smile on his face. He’s wants to yell at her and tell her how wrong she is and how much he loves Anya. The old him would’ve probably ghosted Anya after they slept together, but that’s the thing he wasn’t the old Kook and he doesn’t think he’ll ever be. Anya changed him she really did and he wanted to not only prove to himself that he’s not the same but he also wanted to prove it to Anya too. “You’re upset that someone other than you can take care of Anya and it’s okay I get it, trust me.” He casually pours himself a glass of water. He wanted to act nonchalant, like her words didn’t affect him, then he realized he doesn’t need to act because her words didnt affect him. Not one bit. He knew his true feelings and so did Anya. Fuck what anyone else has to say. “You know I was in the same position as you. I felt like Anya should only be with me and no one else. Because I thought nobody was good enough for her but me.” He sips his water, sighing at the cold sensation. “But that’s when I thought to myself. If I continue to act that way I could lose Anya and that’s never happening. Anya cares about you a lot and I care about her a lot. So by default you and I will be seeing each other more often than you think.” He walks back over to Anya. “Hate me if you want I really don’t care because like you said, you don’t know me and I don’t know you. But I do know that we both care about Anya so why not put your insecures aside and think about Anya’s happiness for once. She’s been really excited with us meeting and you’re ruining for her.” He takes a long sip of water, his gaze locked on Haeins. He could see the annoyance in her expression and he really tried his hardest not to laugh.

Anya and Haein were speechless, but especially Anya. When the hell did he get this…..intelligent? Also why did she get turned on by him standing up for himself and her….not the time Anya. She looks at Haein and she recognizes that look on her face. That’s the “I’ll beat his ass” face. What could Anya possibly say or do to fix what’s going on right now? This was a complete disaster they aren’t getting along at all-

Haein laughs. She straight up just laughs like she heard the funniest joke in the world. Anya doesn’t know if she should be worried or happy?

“I like him.” Haein says still slightly chuckling.

“You like him….?” Did Anya hear that right? Does Haein actually like Kook? Is she being sarcastic? Anya couldn’t tell…

“He’s petty, and so am I.” She takes another bite of her food.

“I’m not petty I’m just truthful, right babe?”

“I-..” What the hell is going on? Kook and Haein will……get along? Just like that? Is this a fever dream or something? Anya looks between Kook and Haein and that tension she felt earlier was suddenly gone. Maybe she overreacted about them. She nods and smiles, starting up a conversation for both of them to participate in. This is everything she wanted.

~~~~~~~~~~

After what felt like hours of listening to Kook and Haein bicker about what’s Anya’s favorite food, eventually Haein gives up and heads home for the rest of the night. “I knew she’d like me” Kook says with a grin. “I just have that…..charming personality.”

Anya smiles, sitting next to him on the couch. “You do. She’s a tough one to crack but…I’m happy you two could get along.”

“Yeah. Even though I didn’t want to spend tonight doing this, I’m happy if you’re happy.” His eyes sparkling with want. Anya knew what he meant by that and now that they’re alone maybe she could ask the question that’s been bugging her for weeks now.

“Could I ask you something?”

He adjusted his position on the couch to turn towards her, giving her his full and undivided attention. “Yeah.”

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself to finally say what she's been holding back for so long. A little part of her is scared that he might fully reject her, but then again. It looks like he wants her to. Even earlier today in the hallway at the university, she could feel the way he touched her, and kissed her. The desperation in his eyes and the disappointment when he found out that Haein was coming. He definitely wanted this, but why is it taking them so long to get there. She’s practically begging at this point. “I um….I don’t want to sound weird or….desperate but um…” she turns her gaze away from him, not able to look at him in the eyes when she says this. “Why haven’t we…..you know…..s-slept together?” This was so embarrassing for her, but she needed to know why. “It’s just….sometimes we get really close to doing it…..but you stop, why? Do you think I’m…inexperienced? Or are you not ready? Or am I ugly-“

“Anya.” He cuts her off, putting a hand over hers. “I want to. You don’t understand how much I do.”

“Then why haven’t we?” She says, her voice whining slightly. “I don’t understand. If you wanted this too why wait?”

“Because….” He sighs. “You’re not someone temporary in my life. This…..us….its the most important thing in my life and I don’t want to ruin it because I’m horny.” He moves closer. “I want our first time to be memorable. You know I’m used to a different….routine when it comes to that and I’m not doing that anymore. I want to make you feel amazing Anya. I just didn’t think you were ready for that. And if I’m being honest.” He pressed his body against hers, pull her into his lap. “It’s getting hard…..really hard.” He looks up at her with hooded eyes, his breath catching slightly as he takes in her appearance on top of him. He licks his lips unconsciously, his gaze drifting to her lips before meeting her eyes again.

Anya gasps slightly at the stiffness she felt underneath her. Was he…….?

“Look what you do to me….feel what you do to me…” Kook adjusts her in his lap so she can feel his length against her thigh. He couldn’t control himself anymore, he was so close to just giving in right here, right now. “I’ll only do this if you want to. We can wait…..or not.”

Anya shakes her head. There’s no way she’s going to pass up this chance to finally have him. “No I…..I want to. Just nervous a little….” She says looking down slightly, embarrassment washing over her. It’s not that she hasn’t had sex before, because she has obviously but she’s never done it with someone she loves. The emotions and desire were so overwhelming and this would be different. Regardless she was ready.

“Have….Have you ever done this before?” Kook asks cautiously.

“Yeah. It was a while ago though, but I….I want this…..I need this.” She places her hands on his chest to ground herself. Her heart was pounding and her body thrumming with excitement.

He runs his hands down her thighs, his touch gentle and soft. “Me too.” He leans forward, his lips brushing against her neck, kissing at the sensitive skin underneath her ear. He runs his hands up her sides, his touch sending tingles of pleasure through her body. “I want to take my time…..I want to explore every inch of you.” He whispers, his voice a low laced with hunger and desperation. Kook’s heart was pounding in his chest as he continue to touch her. He can feel himself getting more and more arousal by the second. He pulls away from her neck, cupping her cheek in his hand, his touch gentle and loving, he looks at her with a mixture of desire and tenderness. “Do you trust me?”

Anya nods immediately, not second guessing his answer.

Kook lets out a low moan as soon as she nods, pulling her into his arms and capturing her lips in a searing kiss. He's gentle, but the pent up desire in him is evident. He slowly lays her down on the couch, covering her body with his own as he kisses her deeply. His hands tremble as he reaches for her shirt. “Can I….take this off?” He asked, his voice low, heated whisper.

“Y-Yes.”

He looks into her eyes as he gently pulls it over her head and tossing it aside. Kook's touch is gentle and unhurried, as if he's worshipping her body for the first time, well it is the first time and he plans to take his precious time making sure she feels good. He runs his fingers along her skin, mapping out every curve and line, before leaning down to press soft kisses to her neck, collarbone, and chest. “You're so beautiful.” He continues to kiss and explore her body, his hands roaming over her skin as he takes in every detail. When he reaches her pants, he gently kisses the button before unfastening it and slipping his hand inside to caress her thigh. “Can I...can I take care of you first? Please?” He almost begs, he looks at her as he watches her eyes half lidded. Her mouth slightly open, panting slightly. She needs this and Kook wanted to make sure she was ready for him first.

Anya’s cheeks flush with embarrassment and desire as Kook asks so sweetly. She nods, unable to speak as he gently pulls her pants and underwear down her legs. Kook's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of her, his heart pounding with love and desire. “Fuck..” Kook leans down, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh before trailing kisses up to where she needs him most. He's gentle at first, his touch light as a feather, but he quickly learns what she likes, increasing the pressure and pace as her moans fill the room. He looks up at her, his eyes heavy lidded as he takes in her disheveled state. "Does that feel good?" he asks, his voice thick with desire as he watches her chest heave with labored breaths.

Anya could barely speak, her mind cloudy with pleasure and need. She doesn’t remember the last time she’s ever felt this good. It’s like he’s taking her virginity and she’s experiencing this for the first time. “Mhm.”

He smiles, lowering his head once more and continuing his movement. He uses his hands, his mouth, his fingers, anything and everything to drive her to the brink of madness. He wants her to beg, to scream his name. Kook could get lost doing this, this is felt good to him just as it felt good to her. She tastes sweet and he wanted more, more of her in anyway way possible. He feels her body tense up beneath him, telling him that she’s close. He doubles his efforts, his tongue swirling and flicking rapidly as he holds her tight, refusing to let her escape the pleasure.

Anya hands clutch at the couch pillow, her back arching off the couch as she finally reach her peak. She call out his name, her voice hoarse from the force of her release. He continues to lap at her, cleaning her up as she comes down from her high. Kook crawls up her body, his eyes dark with barely restrained lust as he hover over her. “That was incredible, Anya. Watching you come undone like that…..it was hot…..so hot.” He grinds his hips against hers, letting her feel the hard evidence of his desire through his pants. "I need you, now." He growls, his voice barely recognizable. "Please Anya tell me it's okay."

She looks up at him, her heart racing and her body still trembling from her orgasm. She nods, too overwhelmed to speak again, and Kook lets out a relieved sigh before reaching into his wallet. He pulls out a condom and quickly tears it open. He removes his pants then underwear, his eyes never leaving hers. He reaches down rolling the condom onto his length. Kook positions himself between her legs, his hands shaking as he gently pushes her knees apart. He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before slowly pushing his length inside her. They both let out a moan at the instant contact. Everything was quiet except their heavy breathing and quiet moans. He starts to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first, allowing them both to adjust. He peppers her face and neck with kisses as he makes love to her, whispering sweet words of affection and praise. "You feel amazing, babe. I've wanted this for so long..."

His pace quickens, his breath hitching each time he pushes into her. He's careful, gentle, always checking in to make sure she’s okay. Anya encourage him, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer. He buries his face in the crook of her neck, muffling his moans against her skin as he feels his release approaching. He reaches between their bodies, his fingers finding her sensitive bud and rubbing in tight circles. "...I'm getting close. Are you...?” She nods eagerly, her own breathing growing more rapid as he works her into a frenzy. "Come with me, Anya" he pants, his voice strained with effort. "I want us to come together." At his words, she feels her own orgasm building, his fingers and the feeling of his length inside her pushing her over the edge. Anya cries out, her body shaking as she comes hard around him, and he follows soon after, his hips jerking as he fills the condom with his release. He collapses on top of her, his body heavy and warm as he nuzzles her neck. He rolls off to the side, taking care of the condom before pulling her into his arms and wrapping a nearby blanket around them both. "I love you." He mumbles, his voice slowly returning to normal.

Anya looks down at him, her heart filling with joy and love. Hearing those three words she always said to him in her head. Her eyes softening as she holds onto to him, never wanting to let go. “I-I love you too.” She says trying to hold back tears of joy.

“Say it again.” He lifts his head up, his eyes on her. “Tell me again..”

“I love you, Jungkook.”

He looks into her eyes looking for any signs that she might not mean what she’s saying, but he doesn’t find what he’s looking for. He felt like he was on cloud nine. Emotions running through them. Happiness, love, admiration, pride. He felt all of it……all of her. He’s never been in love before and no one has been in love with him….not like this. He hugs her tightly as if he doesn’t want her to go, as if she’ll change her mind. The amount of joy he’s feeling right now was overwhelming. He doesn’t want this moment to end, never. “God you’re just…..you’re amazing. That was way better than I thought.”

“It was incredible, you were incredible.” He was more than incredible, he was magnificent. Everything was perfect, he didn’t rush her. He made sure she was comfortable and he made her feel so good as if he knew her body more than she did. She keeps replaying the moment in her head over and over again on a loop.

He looks at the smile on her face. “I wasn’t too rough was I?” He sits up finally being able to breathe normally again.

“No you weren’t it was perfect Jungkook.”

He smiles softly. "It was perfect. You're perfect." He kisses her tenderly, pouring all his love and affection into the gesture. After a moment, he pulls back, a mischievous glint in his eye. "So..." Anya raises an eyebrow, a small smile on her lips. "So...?" She says, enjoying the playful look on his face. He chuckles, his arms tightening around her. "Ready for round two?" He grins, his hands already starting to explore her curves again. She laughs, a light blush coloring her cheeks at his eagerness. "Eager much?" She tease, but she can already feel the heat building between her legs again. He nips at her neck playfully. "I'll never get enough of you. I’m addicted already.” He smiles. “But your bed might be more comfortable don’t you think?” Anya nods as she stands up, holding the blanket that’s covering her body tightly, she reaches out for his hand to guide him to her room, but before she could take a step in that direction he lifts her in his arms and carries her. She wraps her arms around his neck for support as he pushes through the door, kicking it close with his foot. He gentle lays her down on the bed, removing the blanket around her. “This is in my way.” His eyes were different this time, more hungry and eager. She could tell he wasn’t going to hold back and she was ready for him to take control and make her go crazy.

“I want to be gentle with you…” he says his fingers trailing down her body. “I’m not a gentle guy…..” he cups her breasts, squeezing with as he looks at her reaction. “Can you handle me? Can you handle what I want to do…….and how I do it?”

Anya eyes couldn’t look away from him. He was touching her in all the right places, but she wanted more. She wanted to test her limits and his. “Do it.”

Kook smirks down at her grabbing her wrists and pin them above her head, his grip firm but not painful. He leans down, his face inches from hers, his breath hot against her lips. "I'm going to fuck you. I can’t hold back anymore.” Her eyes widen slightly, a mix of anticipation and a little bit of nervousness flickering across her face. She bites her lower lip, nodding consent. Kook grin wickedly, his hands tightening on her wrists. "Good.”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Are you fucking stupid? How did he not die?!” Kook yells at his monitor probably scaring the rest of his viewers along with his neighbors. Anya was lying in his bed catching up on school work. She would occasionally look over at him and smile to herself as she watches his eyes fixate on the computer screen. It’s funny how things work out in life. She went from being a fan of him to being his actual real life girlfriend. Things like this never happened to Anya. Stuff like this happens in books she reads or shows she watches, but no matter how much she tries to deny it, this is real. He’s real. And she couldn’t be any more happier. She looks at him and admires his features and can’t wrap her head around how someone like him could love someone like her. Then again being with him makes her feel less insecure more than ever, she’s not the same shy girl she used to be before she started watching him. She was now a confident, mature, and loved person. All because of Kook…….her Kook. Anya wonders how far this relationship will lead but instead of overthinking this like she’d normally would, she’d just enjoy these moments with him and look forward to the future.

[ma-lark-ey]

WE’RE BACK BITCHES.

Okay so, I’m currently in finals hellscape. In the interest of reading this as fast as possible, I have therefore forsaken complete unabridged liveblogging in favour of giving more quotes/in depth thoughts rather than screaming into the void (thats what my boyfriends dms are for)

Anyways;

CHAPTER NINE:

Oh they’re watching Jeopardy… Love you sm

Jean relearning social cues. Autism. Real footage of him at USC

Cat is planning several murders as we speak. i love her. Also COOKING BESTIES. TEACH THAT WHITE BOY TO COOL ALVAREZ HELL YEAH.

oh they’re about to learn about the fuckass schedule.

“To show that we can still have fun and excel without resorting to poison.” Jean’s having an eye opening evening fr

Not to concern everyone ever for my wellbeing but me and my boy’s dynamic is so jerejean coded.

The Trojans are going to tear their hair out trying to explain to Jean that food is not, in fact, an inconvenience but is, in fact, something necessary to life that should be enjoyed and savoured.

fascinated by whatevers happening between Jeremy and Bryson. studying them like bugs.

Hold hold hold on with Jeremy’s blond now… oh we’re SO committing to the golden boy black cat vibe

Gene Moore 💀💀💀

THE FAKE FRENCH. CAT YOURE PERFECT NEVER CHANGE GIRL

“You’re as socialized as a stray dog” STOP

Jeremy’s so big brother coded.

GRABBED HIS CHIN??? AYO IS THIS SAY YES TO THE DRESS OR SAY YES TO THE—

theyre sooooooo.

Jean really did have to reboot his entire brain seeing Jeremy blond, huh? gayass.

CHAPTER TEN:

Oh. my god.

Jean fr out here not knowing how the fuck to respond to anything.

the implications of this. I. Jean…

HIM JUST LISTING OFF FACTS OF GRAYSON OBJECTIVELY?

Respect Cat’s response to Jean hitting Laila actually. All three of the Trojans are quickly realizing how in over their heads they are & Jean is having to figure out that he’s NOT in danger. sobs.

“He could sense the others’ presence even if they weren’t around to bother him, and that was enough to take the edge off the loneliness eating at his heart.” theyre his friends…

I’m literally obsessed with the cardboard dog.

FIRST TEARS OF THE BOOK! “At least keep it down. I’ve got to be on the court in two hours,”

Jean it is okay to have boundaries. I. sighs so heavily. Please go to therapy.

CHAPTER ELEVEN:

“This heinous crime was committed against you, against all of you, but you’re not angry about it.”

“if you say it was your fault, i’ll trip you.”

oh yeah. its all coming together.

AYO LUCAS WATCH YOUR MOUTH

“They shouldn’t have said yes when you asked.” “I didnt ask.” OW. OW OW OW OW OOWNCSJSBSB

God.

“You are not them. Kevin would not have sent me here if you were.” SCREAMS. OKAY THATS FINE

BETSY!! BETSY!! BETSY!!

CHAPTER TWELVE:

Finally someones looking into the fucking Ravens HOW did they get away with this 😭💀

I just know with such certainty Kevin has not been sober for several days. Guaranteed.

Jeremy & Jean is literally SOOO unstoppable force meets an immovable object. tell me im wrong.

I need to stop watching anime. archetype terms from anime infesting my brain whole reading this like a parasyte get out of my HEAD.

(Hi besties. It’s been two days. Curse my catholic liberal arts school making me put Jean Moreau in a drawer to make presentations on Protestant Fundamentalists just to remind my class about cults. Bro I have better cults (re: the Ravens) to read about)

“Do not let it bother you,” Jean said, setting his racquet aside so he could finish getting dressed. “It will not affect my performance on the court.”

“That’s not the issue. Your parents are supposed to love and protect you, not—“ Jeremy gestured helplessly toward Jean. “I’m sorry. I can’t even imagine what that was like for you.”

“Imagine getting changed so we can practice.”

Jean be so fucking real with me right now you did not 😭😭 boy got JOKES does he???

Jeremy is so gay for Jean its so cute I love them

“As your captain and your partner, don’t I at least deserve the chance to not be a villain in your story?”   "You are

A lot of Jean’s trauma responses are gut punches. A lot of what we’ve learned of him rips out your heart the second you read it. But his speed showers is something that grows more and more haunting the longer you think on it because like… A shower is supposed to be a comfortable resetting place at the end of a long day. It’s supposed to be somewhere to allow an emotional release or catharsis. There’s a reason showers are so often used in poetic ways. But even that simple act of cleanliness or hygiene has been stripped from him. That little ounce of dignity is not something Riko allowed him. Not something ANY of the Ravens allowed him. And I just…

THE RESPONSE TO LISINSKI SHOVING HIM IM GOING TO DIE.

Jean, anytime he’s near water:

(its not funny I’m crying about him this is me coping)

“That meant some part of Jean understood that what had happened to him was a monstrous crime.”

Cat & Laila actively accommodating Jean’s food restrictions instead of trying to force him to completely unlearn his mindset overnight. They’re so important

Jean keeping the notebooks and magnets and postcards is something i feel viscerally in my soul. I understand him so implicitly I’m concerned.

Thank God someone in this series finally has a FUCKING GAYDAR.

THE FLOOZY LINE??

“Pat and Ananya have wanted to fuck Cody’s brains out for almost a year now. I really thought Cody moving in with them this summer was going to finally get that ball moving, but apparently not. It’s getting kind of pitiful.”

CAT. YOU REALLY JUST SAID THAT HUH.

LESBIANS !!!

So sad we got no Jean reaction to this commentary. I just know he was frog blinking at them.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN:

Jean: oh. oh this bitch is *gay*. how do we feel about that brain? complicated? Yeah. Checks out.

Jean is so real for just having no social skill whatsoever. Me too.

Cody why are you so oblivious. HE’S RUBBING CIRCLES ON YOUR ANKLE? stop.

I am not living, laughing, OR loving.

JEAN CHECKING WITH CAT ON IF CODY WAS SAFE? lays on the floor and cries

The dynamics between the Trojans is completely perfect and amazing in every way shape and form. Also Laila & Cat literally picking Jean up like a rescue pitbull <<3

The Trojans are the KINGS of petty.

TRANS KING TRANS KING TRANS KINGS

Jean be out here just like “Oh thats chill” at literally all of the queerness surrounding him but then be out here like “No *I* cant be gay because thats *wrong*” sir what is happening in your lizard brain.

Jeremy being patient in re-teaching Jean less aggressive techniques >> the coaches recognizing Jean is attempting to do better >> he’s just a GUY.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN:

Jeremy is going to teach this man to have fun even if it kills him

Impromptu intervention I LOVE them. THEY SOLVED THE RIDDLE !!

“You are Jean Moreau. Your place is here with me, with us. I’m your captain. You’re my partner. We’re supposed to be doing this together, aren’t we? Stop leaving me behind. Look at me.”

It wouldn’t work, but it did. Jean opened his eyes to meet Jeremy’s stare. “I told you not to ask me about him.”

I am neither living, laughing, nor loving

“Be careful with it.” Kevin said. “Be careful with him.” “I’m trying.”

JEREMY KNOX LOVE OF MY FUCKING LIFE

the hug….

can we cuddle pile 2.0 right now gang. please.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN:

“I am not a Raven.” NO THE FUCK YOURE NOT BABY BOY!! HELL YEAH !!

YES JEAN. Beat his ASS Jean

“You are lucky to have lost him.” PREACH JEAN

Lucas and Jean’s conversation is HAUNTING because you KNOW Lucas is piecing it together but wont admit it until he hears it

Jeremy’s family is FASCINATING

(hi. so. my commentary for chapters 16 & 17 did not. save.

HOWEVER!! I'm going to make another post that's literally just TSC but all the quotes I highlighted, so... Instead tak this vague reeanactment of what ti should have been;) LUCAS DO NOT. LUCAS SAY SIKE.

god. *head in hands*

Rhemann is the love of my life. He's perfect. No notes.

SHE'S DEAD????

Wymack call... I was not ready.

"That's illegal, just so you know."

Never change, Josten

"Do you have anyone who can take on local work?"

NEVER CHANGE, JOSTEN

*slowly lays flat on the floor* okay this is fine.

peace out. Until next liveblog

Lark Liveblogs Literature: THE SUNSHINE COURT BABYYYYY LETS GO JEAN

to begin: THE COVER???

The fucking NARCISSUS/DAFFODIL. Stop stop stop. Nora stop. She said it wouldn’t be a sun but I WASNT READY.

RESILIENCE. FIRST BLOOM AT THE END OF WINTER. NEW BEGINNINGS AND REBIRTH.

warning in advance for how many reaction images will be in this post. Miss Nora Sakavic has a way of making me unable to verbalise how devistated I am so I turn to goofy photos.

Also, just so we’re all on the same page:

it’s 1:20 AM. My roommate IS asleep. I am fighting the demons (downloading this book) but i am winning (it is queued on my kindle)

ITS DOWNLOADED LETS GO

Okay so context is that my Kindle is at 10%

I tried to go to bed and read this in the morning but I am

SO NOW I HAVE FRANTICALLY FOUGHT A WAR (figured out how to get this book) AND I AM READY FOR BATTLE (to cry over Jean)

ONE, TWO, THREE, LETS GO BITCH!!

Also my kindle cord is too small for me to properly lay in bed so im literally about to lay on my stomach kicking my feet like a middle schooler WISH. ME. LUCK.

CHAPTER ONE:

oh we’re jumping right in okay. god. hi baby :((

OH. I am just adding onto my #1 Riko hater agenda right now.

“The golden rule— not where the public can see” DIE. LITERALLY DIE TETSUJI

“The lack of broken fingers this time” THIS TIME??? JEAN. JEAN.

im so.

RENEE!!!

“and he had wasted them texting Renee a heads-up.” Nora please we’re only four pages in bro

Renee i love you im marrying you please give me a kiss. Mwah Mwah Mwah. She said “Bitch. Lay back down.”

currently also reading a batshit raven!neil fic and just. on the ground. about all of this.

stop the way I literally went “who the fuck is Nathaniel” Im too transgender for this.

Me, seeing the Abby content we need in this world:

Jean dont call that hellscape home bbg

Renee beating self worth into this man. ily

“Jean couldnt remember the last time he was allowed to wear color” LITERALLY KILL ME

Nora I need you to be less good at describing pain please and thanks

NOT THE BITING

DADMACK DADMACK DADMACK DADMACK!!

he fr be moving this man like a doll. love you wymack

tied him up with racquet laces I. h. lays on floor softly crying.

NOT THE DADDY ISSUES

Jean fr out here plotting 50 ways to kill his brother. he fr though Neil was the problem. no girl Neil just has no tact and autism rizz. Kevins the fucking snitch

no one:

Jean @ the Moriyamas;

“that man is years overdue for a head-on high-speed collision” YOU TELL EM DADMACK

CHAPTER TWO:

Jean please just sleep like a normal human man. God.

Even Jean be out here like “Kevins a little Chihuahua ass drama queen. Bitchboy. Wet cat man.”

Kevin: look, bro, if the 5’3 twink with enough daddy issues to make riko blush and chugs ‘fuck around and find out’ juice for breakfast can escape the moriyamas and not die, so can you.

Testuji. Testuji when I catch you. Tetsuji

Jean what the fuck makes you think anyone but Andrew Minyard will ever tell Neil what to do. Girl.

“If I am not a Raven, who am I?” A MOTHERCUCKING TROJAN BABYYYY

“I have to go to my next class.” I forgot they were in college deadass. Neil is straight up my age im gonna throw up.

Okay. It is. *checks time* 3 AM. I cannot keep my eyes open, which means i must put Jean away for sleep.

ITS IS NOON THE FOLLOWING DAY. I HAVE SLEPT. I HAVE TAKEN MY MEDICATIONS. TIME TO HYPERFOCUS BABY.

KINDLE SAYS WE HAVE 8 hrs 27 mins LEFT IN THIS BOOK. IM SAYING GOODBYE TO MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY. I’LL SEE Y’ALL AT DINNEE TIME. ITS JEAN TIME.

Hiiiiiii Thea….

“Good morning, Paris.” Now, the average man will see this as a reference to his frenchness. but real ones know Paris is prince of Troy, the man who married Helen of Troy & started the Trojan war.

do y’all think Jean has a french accent wait wait wait. obviously itd be very slight at this point but is it there. necessary question.

Assessing Thea like a fucking state exam right now. Neil could not have cared less about your ass I am gaining so much information

Hate of my life Riko moriyama.

CHAPTER THREE:

JEREMY FUCKING KNOW HI BAYYYBY

the way I literally got up and had to pace and stim for a moment even though I fully expected this. autism. my roommate is concerned. not really. she’s used to this she watched me read TKM and dramatically reenact the Ichirou Car Talk.

wow??? AFTG team actually seems happy and well-adjusted and friendly with each other??

Random Note: I’m currently watching Blue Exorcist & one of the main characters is a girl name Moriyama and I’m literally just sitting here like “This girl is way to nice and innocent to have that name.” Because she literally is the nicest girl to ever exist. Why is she cursed with the same name as my mortal enemy (Testuji)

“Tonight’s experiment was the icing on the cake, an invaluable experience no matter how it ended.” Jeremy, my love.

He has empathy… Never before seen footage. Y’all get the cameras!!

He’s so shaken about Jean,,, holding you so gently Jeremy. Here as a guy who knows nothing at all about Jeremy since I’m. so new here. but god.

Jeremy: are you sure a Raven can abide by Troja—

Kevin: Bro Jean is so pathetic he’s a bottom fr. He never disobeys an order

Jeremy: I. Okay you didnt have to say it like that, bro.

I will literally never stop respecting the Trojans strat in the final they really said. “If these fucks can win the championships with nine players, surely we can.” and then willingly got their asses handed to them.

“Xavier stumbled when he got the next serve off, and the Fox guarding him gamely hauled him back upright before running for the ball. It was a simple gesture, but it endeared Jeremy to them” I dont remember if this bit was described in tkm so i’m going to guess that’s Nicky or Matt. Aaron would fucking never.

Nah because like. Yes this proved to the Trojans how resilient the Foxes were, but it was also a message to the audience, yk? Like we know the Foxes were getting shit for their quick rise to the top after they pulled their shit together, but I personally think that the Trojans did this both for their improvement & for Foxes’ publicity. This game proved to the public at large how devastatingly *good* the Foxes were, because of their small size. The second best team in the league crumbled playing the same conditions the Foxes did *every game* and got to championships with. They proved that Foxes were, in fact, a D1 team who earned their keep.

oh hes got daddy’s money. Well. not. officially. yo what I mean.

“it was always best to have a paper trail” Neil Josten would have an anuerysm hearing those words.

Bye Jeremy I’m. Love you so much. Why do you feel like a sixty year old man in your early twenties.

“between seven and twelve students.” yikes.

“unfamiliar and accented voice.” I WAS RIGHT I FUCKING CALLED IY HES GOT AN ACCENT BABY FUCK YEAH

“you ever feel like— like you’re making a choice you cant come back from? But even knowing everything could go completely sideways, you’d make that choice every time?” okay so coming out allegories i could make aside, Jeremy is so… where to start with him. He reminds me of Percy Jackson. Endlessly loyal and selfless to the point its a bit stupid but endearingly stupid.

CHAPTER FOUR:

Okay so we’re alresdy hateflirting. noted.

Its also extremely sunny today in Podunk Hicksville where I live so it feels very On Brand.

“Jean had seen that smile in a half-dozen broadcast… He could picture it too easily, and he dug his fingernails into his own face in vicious warning.” Awww you think you can best the gay worms in your brain. goodluck with that Johnny.

“isn’t that reason enough to keep living? To rediscover simple delight one moment at a time,” keeping this quote for eternity

“enough sunlight to chase away Evermore’s shadows. They are willing to take a chance on you. Aren’t you?”

Kevin Day autistic king. taking this hesdcannon to my grave .

“the conspiracy theorists were working overtime” no girl they just aint stupid.

THEY DESTROYED HIS POSTCARDS…

CHAPTER FIVE:

I want to start keeping record of all the times Jean is like “[name] wasn’t decent enough to [thing]” because its SO funny. We LOVE a petty king.

also keeping track of all the insults he throws at Neil.

Neil likes to think he’s SUUUUCH a loner boy no friends angsty “dont speak to me” resting bitch face ass motherfucker. In reality he is a jack russell terrier — ceritifed jack russell owner who’s dog thinks hes soooo big and bad but said dog literally cries when you dont let him in the bed or say hi to people on the street

Jean is SOOOOOO dramatic 😭😭

Jean: Why would you let Kevin do this.

Neil: let him?? He did that on his own.

Jean: you’re proud of him for being a problem, arent you?

Neil: oh you fucking know I am, bitchass

“but other than his outstanding murder charge there was nothing interesting about that Fox.” i’d consider that very interesting information, Jean. Youre just deranged

“with milk, juice, and vodka dominating one shelf” that’s Aaron, Nicky, Andrew/Kevin in order. Im correct.

“There was an entire drawer dedicated to cheese.” Yeah that sounds like Nicky.

“Half the drawer was full of mini candy bars. Jean threw them all into the trash” bro Andrew is going to kill you in cold blood and not even Neil can save you.

Jean is SO dramatic. Give him Kevin’s crown.

Jean @ Neil during the final: ARE YOU WITHOUT INTELLIGENCE????? ARE YOU STUPID??? DO YOU WANT TO DIE??

Seeing the media coverage of the championship is the food I needed thank you Nora for this. I am eating it up. om nom nom

The sportscasters referring to athletes with their first name is batshit. What. why. huh. Absolutely not.

CHAPTER SIX:

Renee protecting Jean from discovering Riko’s death through media & not through them…

Everytime boys start fistfighting in this series I hear Roxanne from Megamind. “Ladies, ladies, you’re BOTH pretty.”

a) Jeans reaction to finding out was exaclty what I expected

b) I’m FASCINATED to know who called campus security. Jeremy?? Renee?? Someone in Fox tower???

Neil was gentle with someone other than Andrew? I didnt know he knew how to do that…

NEIL. NEIL JOSTEN. YEAH BABY

HES ROOMING WITH CAT AND LAILA??? YES YEA YES YESY

the Jean-Renee dynamic is so fucking important to me. MLM/WLW solidarity. theyre besties.

THEYRE SO IMPORTANT TO ME BRO.

Literally snuggling Jeremy

Oh he’s got Fox potential. Hiiii Jeremy. Give me the traumadump bbg

THEY/THEM??? DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME OR IS THIS AN HONEST TO GOD THEY/THEM PLAYER OH ILL CRY. ILL CRU RIGHT NOW

CHAPTER SEVEN:

Oh Jean. you’re about to have such a gay awakening babe i can feel it in my bones.

A FUCKING YOYO??? I LOVE HIM

“A mite bit hecked up” PLEEEASE JUST SAY FUCK /ref

OH HE WAS IN LOVE WITH KEVIN. INTERESTING INTERESTING INTERESTING.

autism coded lookingg motherfucker (stares at Jean.)

The chaos of Cat and Laila’s house is so fucking cute. Its about to be two lesbians and their distrustful pitbull rescue in this bitch and im ready for it.

CHAPTER EIGHT:

watching normal people discover the cult that is Evermore. Finally someone having a normal response to that madness. What the FUCK.

wait theres actually a cardboard dog i thought it was fanon joke.

oh my god there is actually a fucking cardboard dog. i.

jeans brain just got actually shattered by this living room. he cannot comprehend this.

Cat & Jeremy, realizing the cult rumors are real: I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING! I thought it was joke! I even wrote it down in my diary! “Kevin made a very funny joke today!” I laughed at it later that night!

Okay, last night; I went to bed at 2:30 AM 45% through (college my beloathed). we’re back in business.

Jeremy is so disturbed all of the time. goofy ass.

“Loving something is not enough,”

“When was the last time you enjoyed playing?”

“ Irrelevant.”

Whats his shirt look like Jeremy. Jeremy whats the shirt look like. Jeremy. Whats the shirt look like.

Okay so I’ve reached my image limit for this post and I dont have fun reaction images on my laptop. so now I will post this & reblog with the rest of this book.

[sebyplay]

pov: eleven got bit by demodogs and bats in upside down and she is badly injured. lucas saw her getting attack he quickly get his axe and start hitting them, after all of them left lucas find el laying there bleeding, he patch up her wounds gently.

lucas: hey, its okay its okay look at me, your fine.

lucas: so pls... stay with me, stay with me, stay with me!!! okay?

el: t- they got me lucas..... i cant use my powers anymore, i cant feel myself... im dying lucas....

lucas: i dont give a fuck about your powers, i cared about your health, your still a human!

*el slightly blush because that is the first time she hear this to anyone*

lucas: and no your not, your not dying, we will get out here alive, you made a promise that we will be there for max until she wakes up, right?

el: lucas....

lucas: friends dont lie, you said that. So please.... stay with me... stay for max pls.

el gently smiled and nod: i'll try my best, i think know a way out of here.

lucas smiled softly : okay good, let me help you get up, i'll carry you.

*el smiled faintly because she lost alot of blood, lucas carried her on his back, el telling lucas where to go and after i few minutes they got out but el is so pale and her shirt is covered in blood, and she cant speak anymore properly, she knows, there still monster will come out of the gate and she also know its her time*

lucas: were out, el i'll get us help-

*el take his hand softy*

lucas: el...

el: theres no more time lucas... im dying, go now, i'll take care of the gate and whats inside

lucas: no no no no! will face this together el i am not leaving you!!!

el: for god sake lucas leave me already!!!!!! i'll take care of this... you better go off without me...

lucas: no.... el pls-

el: i opened a gate that leads to death of innocent people for years and leads of hawkings fall... i have to close it permanently and properly this time.

lucas was crying: i- i cant affored to lose you...

el: so do i lucas...

lucas cried: i love you el...

el: i love you too.

*they both stared of eachother and finally shared a kiss together, but not for too long el heard a loud noice coming to the gate, she break the kiss.and smile faintly*

el: now go.... there coming...

lucas: you own max and i a promise.

el: i do know that.... tell max i love her when she wakes up.

lucas smiled: i will

*lucas proceed to run so fast with tears on his eyes knowing this is the last time he will see eleven, the girl he used to hate, the girl he used to dont care and will gladly to leave, the girl he used to ignored*

eleven smiled with a sad expression face and tears in her eyes knowing this is the last time she will see lucas and she wouldnt be there for max when she wake up.

she got up shankinly and used all her energy to closed the gate and lock the monsters there, her body super weak but that didnt stop her for fighting she successfully to close the gate but it cause her life because theres a big explosion happened.

el: no more people have to suffer anymore.

...

lucas manage to got out before the explosion happened, when he got out his crying like a river remembering eleven

a few hours later, steve, robin, nancy, will, mike, dustin and erika found him and gently hug him.

dustin: im glad your alright man! i thought we lost you!

will notice el is missing: umh lucas... wheres el?

steve look around and saw no sign of el: will rights wheres el lucas?

mike: yeah shes with you when we all got separated.

lucas look at them with a blood on his face and hands while tears falling in his eyes.

nancy, will, dustin and erika suddenly understand what happened and covered there face with a sad expression and tears coming out of theres eyes, robin look at nancy and suddenly realize that el is gone, she gently hug nancy, comfprting her.

steve and mike lately understand when they all see everyone crying, mike was shock and sat on a road with tears on his eyes and blaming himself why he wasnt there for el.

steve was deniel first he said: no no you probably joking she cant die, she had power.

lucas look at him and stand up quickly angerly, dustin tried to calm him down but fail.

lucas: yes she does have powers! but that doesnt mean shes not human and cant die! shes not a fv*king immortal dipsh!ts!!!

erika hug him and comfort him: calm down lucas, i know your angry but he didnt mean in that way, im sorry.

lucas cried on erika shoulder while hugging her crying.

steve finally accept that el is dead he look at himself and proceed to blame himself for not finding them quickly and save her, dustin come to him to comfort him.

mike was crying too but will sit next to him and comforting him.

[eviclair]

thanks to @starlit-pathways for the tag!! love talking about myself, 10/10

last album: i consume 98% of my music through the random shit spotify yeets at my face every week so i dont really ever listen to full albums BUT

Lei Line Eon by Iglooghost : iglooghost and his beepboops have been gluing my mental health together since like 2014. lei line is the most recent album but please know i am listening to his entire discography all the time forever

Afterburner by Dance Gavin Dance : last year prisoner was my most binged song and the only reason thats not still the case is because the i realized the rest of the album was Also great and i just let the whole thing play now

what i DO listen to cover to cover are soundtracks!! constantly!! this weeks favorites are

Made in Abyss from Kevin Penkin : you could not pay me to finish watching this series but mr penkin sir i have feelings for you

Final Fantasy XIII / XIII-2 : this year spotify told me i was in the top 2% of masashi hamauzu’s listeners. this is distressing. who is in the top 1% if not me, i just want to talk.

D4: Dark Dreams Don’t Die : man don’t @ me about this i just wanna live in a world where i can get the serotonin hit from theme of d4 without being hit by crushing cancellation sadness

Endwalker OST from Soken: its not officially out for me to link but please know of the 25 hours a day i spend logged into the critically acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV with an expanded free trial which you CAN’T play that covers the entirety of A Realm Reborn and the award winning Heavensward expansion up to level 60 for free with no restrictions on playtime, about 15 of them are spent healing vanaspati. there is no reason for this. my whm is at cap. i just want that orchestrion roll and i am willing to experience unlimited amounts of violence to obtain it.

last movie: spider-man nwh. it was certainly a movie! i did have fun! 98% of that was my pea brain going OOOH WOOOOOAH ITS SPIDERMAN I LOVE THAT DUDE and not much else, which i guess is the point!! will not be consuming another marvel property until spiderverse 2

currently reading: i miss books, man. miss being able to read real actual physical literature without feeling like my brain is trying to escape out my ears but here we are!! what i CAN still read is uhhhh horrendous amounts of fanfic so here’s the top picks of late

Pedestal by Digital Skitty (Pokemon): area child begins their pokemon journey with the most broke-ass team (derogatory) conceivable. You Won’t Believe What Happens Next ! i dont know anything about pokemon now and i didnt know anything about pokemon eleven years ago when i read this on ffn but skitty’s puttin in on ao3 now so its a good time to say: pedestal is the fucking best. i’ll die on this hill. pedestal fucked me up as a human so bad i now own this persons actual published books. go go now

The Tourist’s Guide To Aselia by ritzcracker (Tales of Symphonia): y’all already know im a huge slut for inserts and godddd this one is just excellent. oc is chefs kiss, worldbuilding is chefs kiss, scenery description is unparalleled. mx ritzcracker if youre reading this i love you

the call of yesterday by MargaritaDaemonelix (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) : new game +++ byleth vs Her Actual Job but make it hurt me so good. god GOD god i love gen. prayers in chat for op’s grades tho 🙏

i am accepting fic recs 24 hours a day 7 days a week. i am in love with your ocs specifically.

up next:

A Clash of Kings by George RR Martin : i have been trying to read the asoiaf series with minimal success for like four years. it is going to happen. it is GOING to happen. there is simply too much happening in that ao3 tag for me live out my days in ignorance. its just that every time i open this fucking book all i can think is WOW what a fantasy series, so horny, really makes me want to read the vastly less sexual and incomparably better

Cry of the Icemark by Stuart Hill : high fantasy feral teenager has to figure out how the hell to be Queen At Thirteen while gathering a supernatural army to fight Literally The Roman Empire. i’ve read this book maybe thirty times. i will read it perhaps thirty more times. thirrin freer strong-in-the-arm lindenshield, my beloved

currently watching:

Jujutsu Kaisen : i’m way behind the curve on this one, i know, i just finished the junpei arc and im suffering

Mo Dao Zu Shi : i did not know the mdzs donghua got a part three until like yesterday. where were you all in my time of need. i have so much to watch

currently craving:

not the catboy. i mean yes the catboy but i have thought of almost nothing else but this donut basket for... weeks. i think a lot my problems could be solved by a picnic basket full of pastries (and also the catboy) but all the bakeries around here have been so slammed for the holidays it just aint worth it til after new years

tagging:  do you also like to talk way too much about your interests?? lucky for you i like to read abt them!! if youre reading this then i tag you

[writingbakery]

“tapewebs”; a series 🕸

hanta sero is just your regular everyday japanese-american immigrant college student, living in the heart of brooklyn. when miles morales collapses on the windowsill of his shitty one bedroom apartment, life gets.... a hell of a lot more interesting 🕷

[a spiderman! sero au one shot series, featuring class 1-A, hanta sero, miles morales, an assortment of marvel villains, & you, dear reader - the object of one tapespider’s affections ✨]

[pairing; sero x gender neutral reader 🕸]

[warnings; fluff, violence, action, angst, romance, & a lot of tape/spider puns 🕸]

“Sticky Note Origins”

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the city is prettier up high, sero realizes. granted, he wishes he’d come to that conclusion on solid ground, without his feet nervously planted on a skyscraper ledge, but still.

every whip of wind threatens to topple him over, send him careening down into a frenzied spiral of buildings and colors until he meets concrete at the bottom - and he’s supposed to willingly jump.

he wonders if he’ll pass out before his bones meet solid mass, cracking in so many different ways the coroner’ll have to play connect the fragments until he’s a person again.

behind him, an impatient cough sounds, bringing him back to the task at hand. fuck.

you’re probably wondering how he got here. let’s rewind a week.

one week earlier

at ten pm on a friday, the city is in its prime, bustling crowds of people laughing and stumbling through the brightly colorful streets. hanta’s just trying to protect his pad thai & dumplings, hugging the greasy paper bag to his chest as he weaves in and out of the chaos.

a day full of long classes & a quiet shift at the cafe-slash-bookstore halfway between campus and his crap one bedroom apartment leaves him exhausted, shoulders hunched as he makes his way home. nobody ever sees him regardless - the city’s too big for one lanky, always tired beanpole to be much notice.

despite living in brooklyn since he was four, he’s never felt a hundred percent comfortable here - he had an accent right up until he was thirteen, still trips over certain words and customs that don’t exist back home in japan. he’s awkwardly tall, not enough to be a phenomenon but towering over all his family. he just doesn’t quite fit anywhere - too smart and plain to be popular, too boring to be with the jokesters, too awkward for the nerds. he’s been a loner all his life, and while he doesn’t mind too much, he just wishes it was a little easier to belong.

a text rolls across his phone screen as he’s shuffling songs, skipping some j-pop rock song to settle on kendrick lamar as he smiles. you. he couldn’t lie and say he was completely alone, not when he had you in his life.

you were a year younger than him but twice as smart, skipping a year ahead and landing yourself in hanta’s high school freshman english class. the pair of you had just... clicked, from the very first moment he pointed to shakespeare’s likeness on the cover and mocked “what, you egg?!”

your laughter had left him on cloud nine the entire day, and he made it his personal mission to hear that beautiful little giggle at least once a day for the rest of his life.

a lovely friendship had bloomed from there, the two of you joined at the hip - if you were somewhere, hanta was bound to follow & vice versa.

you’d even gotten into the same college, albeit for drastically different majors - he was a biochem/engineering double major, while you were an english/history double major. you were opposite but similar in so many ways, and the way you both completed each other didnt go unnoticed by sero.

you were his puzzle piece, the bits of him he’d never been able to fill easily made whole by your presence.

he could never tell you, however; your friendship was too precious to risk, especially over his dumb, emotional heart.

sending a string of laughing emojis towards the meme you sent, he jogs up the seven flights of dimly lit stairs to his tiny, one bedroom apartment - living in the city wasn’t cheap, & while the elevator was always busted at least he had a doorman, and heat that worked on occasion.

stepping into his apartment, however, he can immediately sense something is wrong; the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, a heavy silence coating the darkness. the air feels wrong, tipsy turvy like the whole place is holding its breath - like something’s on the verge of exploding, catapulting him into chaos and danger.

quietly stepping through the living room, he peeks into the kitchen and bathroom, holding his backpack out like a makeshift weapon - his $200 biology textbook finally going to good use. finding nothing in either dark room, he slowly advances towards his bedroom, carefully measuring every step. at first, the room seems perfectly normal - nothing’s been moved, and it’s just as empty as the rest of his apartment.

and then he sees the blood.

dotting his windowsill in bright, red streaks, the window itself pushed halfway open - but that’s not what stops him in his tracks, eyes so wide it hurts.

spiderman is leaning against his windowsill, covered in blood and panting heavily, one hand held up in an effort to stop hanta in his tracks.

“i need...... help,” he whispers, voice rough and low; hanta’s amazed he can still speak.

he opens his mouth to react, somehow, even steps forward to catch him before screaming like a ten year old girl at a morgue, panic setting in like cold water.

never a dull night in brooklyn.

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once he’s made sure that spiderman - miles, as the young man bleeding all over his $12 walmart carpet supplies - isn’t going to die anytime soon, hanta’s quick to recover from his shock. bustling around his tiny kitchen to make cheap ramen and digging around in his closet to find his mini first aid kit, he’s in full fanboy mode - he’s got posters plastered wall to wall of miles morales on his bedroom walls, for gods sakes. not that he knew it was miles morales, but still.

miles morales is curled up in the fleece blanket hanta’s mom had sent him his second week at college, and he’s totally not freaking out.

he’d had to cancel his nightly facetime call with you, lying about a stomach bug - he hates keeping things from you, but this is just too big and messy and dangerous. he’ll tell you in due time, he promises himself, trying to ease the coil of guilt in his stomach.

“how did you end up on my windowsill, again?” hanta asks, gently pushing the bowl of noodles towards the injured man. he’s got his own pad thai long forgotten in the microwave, more focused on the superhero who’d gotten his ass whooped on his doorstep, so to speak.

“i told you. i’d been watching you for a while - you’re the most promising candidate i have.” miles’ voice is slick with humor, a sort of teasing confidence that’s clear even through the pain.

“which i’m still not understanding - candidate for what? blood services? biology questions? how to make $20 last two weeks??” he knows he’s being childish, too joking for the severity of the situation, but he can’t help it. the neighborhood’s - and his own - hero is sitting in front of him, eating shitty 33¢ ramen from the bodega around the corner, telling him he’s a prime candidate.

“to take the mantle.” all traces of laughter are gone now, miles leaning forward on the table to emphasize his words. “i’ve been doing this long enough to know when to quit. my body’s giving out on me - i got slammed into a wall last week and couldn’t shake the pain till yesterday. before, i’d be fine within an hour. the city needs someone new, young, willing to take the risks.”

hanta’s ears stopped listening the moment he heard quit. “me? are you fuckin’ joking?” he wheezes, coughing his way past the shock. “i get winded walking up to my apartment! an old lady beat me to the c train yesterday! a strong wind could kick my ass!”

miles is either willfully ignoring him or just can’t hear, plowing ahead with his explanation. “you’ve got the perfect build for webswinging, and you’ve got a good heart - you know when to do the right thing and when to step away. leave the rest up to me, and trust me - i know what i’m doing.”

hanta can’t believe his ears, pushing away from the table to pace around his kitchen in panic. “i don’t till you understand, you’ve got the wrong guy - there’s no way i could be spiderman!” his words are falling on deaf ears - miles is standing too, and he doesn’t seem to care about hanta’s impending panic.

“you’ve got to trust me on this, alright? meet me tomorrow, at this address - 12 pm sharp. the city needs you, hanta - hell, i need you. just have a little faith.”

hanta scoffs at that, throwing his hands in the air. “faith?! i met you an hour ago, bleeding all over my windowsill! that’s not exactly the most- hey! where the hell...” there’s nothing but a blanket, a hastily scrawled address, and an empty bowl where miles had sat, leaving hanta alone with his thoughts.

damnit.

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hanta pushes through the crowds of people at eleven am the next morning, half asleep but wired enough to power the whole city - hell, the whole goddamned country. he’s running on no sleep, adrenaline, two redbulls & the guilt of lying to you again, his “stomach bug” keeping him from class. he’d told you he was going to visit his parents for the weekend to recover; your sweet messages in response only made him feel worse.

he’s tossed and turned over this decision a million times & yet, he’s still not sure where he stands - it’s so little information, so much responsibility in so little time. he’s still half convinced he’s being punked, if he’s honest.

and yet, somethings drawing him to the address miles had left him, something deep in his gut that tells him he needs to be there. clearly, miles had seen something he himself is woefully oblivious to, and it couldn’t hurt to find out more.

apple maps leads him to a tiny shed somewhere behind a deli & a nail salon, not too far from his apartment, and he’s completely confused. “stupid gps, probably got me lost,” he whines, leaning against the door of the shed to zoom in on his location.

the pigeons in the alley are the only ones to hear his panicked yelling as he phases right through it, tumbling all the way down a metal chute into the dark unknown.

at least, for ten seconds. he lands on a remarkably soft pad of foam, a glass panel separating him from a brightly lit, fancy looking room lined wall to wall with computers, parts and half made suits, spiderman suits. he doesn’t know where to look first.

a robotic, feminine voice brings him out of his shock, the glass panel lighting up with code and writing.

“please enter your name.” hanta is floored.

“uh.. hanta sero?” the voice trills lightly, before a red grid-like laser scans him head to toe. he’s proud to admit he only squealed in terror once.

“identity confirmed. welcome, hanta.” the panel slides away to allow him access, his careful steps alerting the rest of the room’s computers to light up at his arrival.

“you came. i knew i chose wisely.” miles comes into view slowly, limping heavily as he smiles. it’s almost familiar, like he & hanta have been friends for years; he finds it comforting.

“well, not everyday you get to be spiderman,” hanta jokes, fidgeting a little where he stands. “you gonna fit me for a suit or something?” miles just laughs, shaking his head.

“that comes later. first, we’ve got to get you bitten.”

bitten?

───── ⋆🕸⋆ ─────

for the third time in 24 hours, hanta’s screaming like a man who’s just been told he has two days to live.

“you want me to let that thing bite me?! have you lost your mind?!”

miles sighs patiently, holding up the little glass vial to the light; inside, the spider races up and down the glass, an odd orange color to its patterning.

“it’s the only way. no offense, but i saw that lady beat you to the c train. she was like, 85.” hanta’s pouting now, crossing his arms.

“she had a cane and she was agile- hey hey! you keep that thing away from me, so help me god-“

“you’re being dramatic, it’s the size of a pea-“

“that’s a fat ass fuckin’ pea-“

“stay still-“

“i will not- ow! jesus fuck, that thing has tarantula jaws!”

miles carefully shepherds the spider back into the glass, chuckling a little. “it’ll take a moment to cause effect. the original spider was cross-bred with a more agile, lanky species - perfect for your body type. i’m hoping it’ll be most effective in your transition.”

“hoping?” hanta squeaks, staring at the red welt forming on his hand - his visions already starting to blur out, a throbbing pain traveling up his arm.

“well, it’s the first time i’m experimenting with this-“

“you used me as a guinea pig?!”

“it’s perfectly safe! my mentor-“ but hanta’s not listening anymore, the world swimming in front of his eyes before the ground rushes up rapidly to kiss his face.

god. damnit.

when he comes to, he’s wrapped in about half the blankets in brooklyn, a cold compress against his sweaty forehead. he’s burning up, and his elbows hurt for some reason - his skins gone all itchy, and he’d probably kick a pigeon for a glass of water.

sitting up alerts miles to his newly conscious state, the man quickly scanning his vitals with a smaller version of the glass panel hanta’d been fascinated with earlier. “thought you were gonna croak on me. how do you feel?”

“itchy. and my arms hurt.” hanta’s pushing off the blankets as he speaks, attempting to get comfortable - his body feels weird, like he’ll burst out of his skin at any second.

“alright, don’t panic. i need to see how it’s mutated your body. stay still.” miles’ fingers delicately press against his neck, shoulders, before jabbing at his ribs without warning. hanta’s arms shoot up on impulse, a trail of sticky, precise webbing escaping him from his...... elbows?!

“what the fuck, dude what the fuck look at my elbows, they’re all puffy and red i’m gonna die, and the coroner is gonna leak my story to the press and my moms gonna see me in the paper with fucked up elbows-“ hanta may or may not be panicking, poking at the tender, slightly swollen skin around the bends of his arms. miles just rolls his eyes, clearly amused by his antics.

“you’re not going to die. japanese tape spiders shoot webbing from the bends of their eight arms; its a thicker & stronger strain of web. clearly, your elbows are how your body has adjusted.”

“that doesn’t make it better.” hanta’s too busy staring at himself to notice the other changes at first, but slowly, they’re trickling in. heightened eyesight and hearing, an odd balance to his feet he hadn’t had a day ago, even itchier fingertips - making it easier for him to grip flat surfaces, or at least as miles says.

“come on. let’s get you a suit.”

───── ⋆🕸⋆ ─────

a week’s worth of planning & adjusting has led him right here to this rooftop, suited feet firmly balanced on the ledge. he likes his suit, thinks it’s unique - he’d modeled it after the spider who’d blessed him with these powers, orange and black and white [miles sort of thinks it’s ugly, but who cares.] he’d been in & out of the fondly nicknamed “spider-lounge”, getting fitted for his suit & honing his new abilities; he’d also been avoiding you whenever possible.

he couldn’t suck you into this world, not when he was barely comfortable in it himself; he kept promising himself he’d come clean, but the guilt’s eating him alive with every sad look & evening alone you spend.

another impatient cough brings him back to the present, miles sitting in the middle of the roof & watching hanta’s nervous stalling. “you’re going to have to jump eventually, you know,” he calls, and it takes everything in him not to turn tail and run.

he has a duty, a responsibility now, and he doesn’t take that lightly. he thinks of you, sitting in your ratty little apartment off campus and remembers that your safety is all but in his hands now; he’s got to protect the city, for your sake at least.

“i absolutely will not hesitate to kick you off this rooftop,” miles threatens, but its empty - they both know hanta needs to do this himself.

one step back, then two, the nerves racing up his spine as he prepares himself to meet cold concrete [a dramatic thought, miles would catch him far before he reaches ground. a bad knee wouldn’t stop him from that.] he says a silent prayer to every god he’s ever heard of and closes his eyes, taking a step forward into the air-

and trips over the ledge, falling ass over heels into the air. nice.

the rushing wind only heightens his panic for a moment, before one arm snaps up to blindly shoot into the air; his spider sense kicks in from there, aiming without even realizing and latching onto a nearby ledge. he swings aimlessly for a moment before finding a new ledge, then a railing; slowly, he finds a rhythm.

he’s soaring through the city before he realizes, laughing at the sharp roar of the wind in his ears - he feels like he’s flying, weightless as a bird. the only thing he can think of is you, how much you’d love this.

one day, he’ll take you webswinging. one day.

for now, he relishes in the fact that he’s one step closer to being brooklyn’s - & new york’s - new spiderman, fresh faced & determined to bring peace to the city.

he’s going to do it for you, even if it kills him.

[paintednailsandsoftdetails]

Fine Line: rambles & rankings

hello here i am eleven hours after being knocked on my ass by one miss harry e styles with some thoughts if anyone is curious!!

1. Golden- the sad bop to end all sad bops!! the dichotomy of this music being the most fun and bouncy (the da das on tour!!) while his voice is the lower, steadier element of the song is so interesting to me? also the pessimism of this song is *chefs kiss* even if the idea of his vulnerability being an undesirable trait to his partner is heartbreaking

2. Watermelon Sugar- she slaps and we been knew!! this wins for best dance number for sure and i can’t wait for us all to be grovin and yelling “high!” back at him

3. Adore You- i think after a week ive concluded that this was my least favorite of the 3 released songs, only just slightly? but i absolutely love singing along to this, and ofc the eroda aesthetic is forever connected to it and absolutely incredible

4. Lights Up- baby light of my life :’) i love lights up and i will always love lights up, shes always gonna be special to me knowing what it means to harry and the way he decided to release it on coming out day with that video, and i hope he continues making art like this for a long time to come

5. Cherry- i? wasn’t?? prepared??? to be perfectly real, i wasnt anticipating this being a fav from what we heard in reviews, BUT THIS? musically this is so exactly the sound i want from him (hozier meets bon iver but make it harry?? BLESSED) and im absolutely in love with it. and his voice!! pulled the first tears out of me on the listen through :’) the way he harps on “don’t you call him baby” in the softest most fragile way over top this melody is art, put it in the moma

6. Falling- MA’AM THESE VOCALS. i love that this is pretty bare bones musically to really highlight the vocals and the emotions, both of which go absolutely off. its maybe not the most ~interesting~ to listen to compared to others, but the power of this LIVE? holy shit thats 100% where this is going to flourish

7. To Be So Lonely- starting with “I was just a little boy” PLEASE BE QUITE im not okay. anyways there is something about the way these lyrics sit in the pocket of the music that im obsessed with. i wasnt sure how i felt about either one their own, but god the way the “arrogant son of a bitch” line is weaved in with these instruments (the strings on this!!), i feel that shit in my CHEST

8. She- hello to what i feel are the most hs1-esque vibes on this album, except definitely different and COOLER!! its weird bc this is a sound that i already easily associate with harry, but lyrically/conceptually this is fascinating territory. There are layers to be unpacked here and ive already seen some galaxy brain interpretations so im excited to let this one marinate (the falsetto and “plays pretend” lyrics… okay ma’am) also the “sleeps in his bed” vocal FUCK! and of course mitchell went off and i cant wait for harr to be all over him on tour

9. Sunflower Vol. 6- MY FUNKY LIL BABY this is so sugary in a way thats not at all cheesy but makes me smile so! much! the gasp, the sounds at the end… could not be more babie and i just know im gonna fall in love with the bits and bobs of this more and more every time i listen. shout out to the Queen vibes i got from the “tonight tonight tonight” parts! and also did i mention the end is the cutest thing what the fuck

10. Canyon Moon- these absolute VIBES shes THAT GIRL!! this is so sweet and tender im soft. the “Im going”s are so fucking PRETTY? the beautiful dulcimer sweetie you are doing so great. idek what else to say this is the soundtrack to the gay indie roadtrip movie i want harry to star in and i love it with my whole heart thats it

11. TPWK- hating on this is literally illegal?? babie made this for and about us and the space we mutually created on tour THIS IS OURS. hes feeling good in his skin and dancing with us!! even if he doesn’t have all the answers!! the Queen vibes in this too we love, and we are going to have SO MUCH FUN singing n dancing with him to this :’) the “loooong enough” vocal and then his “all together now” stuff at the end is so happy, healing and sweet i love him so much

12. Fine Line- *sigh* what am i supposed to say? what can i do? musically and vocally this is everything ive ever fucking wanted (again i didnt quite realize that harry styles pulling a bon iver was exactly my niche but guess what it absolutely is). HER FALSETTO HER VOICE THIS DELICATE TENDERNESS?? Cannot think of a single thing ive heard thats more stunningly gorgeous than the way he sings “we’ll be a fine line/we’ll be alright” so guess thats it for me lmao. similar to cherry, on paper these lyrics are not a hit for me (at least without analysis), but god it doesnt fucking MATTER bc they come across so abstract and transcendent in context (and open my mind to so many other interpretive possibilities) that i cannot not be in love. And then of course the horns come in and we get the hopeful turn…this song makes me feel things on a level nothing he’s made before ever has. 

Overall this album threw me for the loop of a lifetime; its so different from what i was expecting and even hoping for, but without a doubt the most special thing i’ve listened to in as long as i can remember. these songs deliver on a level hs1 barely scratched the surface of, and i cannot wait to see how harry continues to grow and reach even higher places across his career. endlessly proud of him, always.

Extremely tentative ranking 100% subject to change bc this is impossible:

fine line >> sunflower vol. 6 = cherry = canyon moon > lights up > tpwk > to be so lonely > watermelon sugar = golden > falling > she > adore you

[sharing-tangerines]

Stranger Things 3 Thoughts pt. 2

Ep 4-8 LONG NOTES

• Max gives no shits this season and I'm loving it

• Nancy and Jonathon are having two very different argument. Its one argument but they're talking about different things and that's fascinating

• Michael that is the most lackluster plan in the world

• Is Karen attempting to be a good mom again? Wooaaahhhh

• Steve Harrington and your button pressing habits I love u

• You are my daaaaaad! You're my dad! Boogiewoogiewoogie

• Wow dacre is really killing it this season all the applause to u sir

• WOAH WTF

• That's some true love shit right there romance is dead but also kinda not

• "YEAH IM GREAT NOW THST I KNOW THAT THE RUSSIANS INVENTED ELEVATORS"

• That one guy looks like Russian terminator

• MURRAY IS BACK

• Steve u cant keep getting into fights

• Hey look he actually won a fight

• When did lucas become such an expert on dating

• Seriously is it like that w all guys like they act clueless one moment and then the next they know exactly how the female mind works?

• Thank god I have a girlfriend

• Eleven sits like a gay ohmygod

• Is the rest of the hospital just fine while these 2 floore are fucked up?

• Monster killing couple damn

• Dustin is kind of a big mood

• Nancy isn't having the greatest time like it's been an awful like 3 days for her

• LET MAX SAY FUCK

• Does dustin watch my little pony

• Stop punching steve hes young and kinda weak I love u

• Hes lost his mind

• DID MIKE JUST DROP THE I LOVE HER BOMB IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ARGUMENT ABOUT FEMINISM AND WOMENS PERSONAL AGENCY

• Alexei kinda looks like a copy of a copy of a copy of like mark Ruffalo

• Erica just playing w a weapon is a mood

• Is Robin's backstory literally just the fact that she was a loser bit she wanted to be popular

• Wait u guys were in rolling chairs you could've just rolled

• That slow mo shot of millie falling in the void is great that shit is breathtaking

• They're so high on this truth drug its hilarious

• R they trying to make me sympathize w billy like yeah hes gone through some traumatic shit but that doesnt excuse the fact that hes not good

• Billy and all the people being the bad guys is so much scarier than a random faceless monster it's great

• Oh holly talks now ok

• Did she talk last season I dont remember?

• Wow fireworks back before everyone was so worried about everything setting on fire

• [Ominous synth music]

• In a reverse turn of events, dustin and erica are the parents instead of robin and steve

• Does steve do marijuana

• How did u board everything up fast enough bc the monster was literally right there

• I'm glad that Lucas is using a weapon other than the fucki g slingshot

• Hey wheres Kali like not that she'd be helpful in this situation but like where is she

• OH MY FUCKING GOD MURRAY

• I'm glad mike has come to this realization by himself

• Can the kids setting off fireworks outside of my house stop for a minute pls

• Someone watched john mulaney that's why theres a back to the future thing

• They're on so much drugs

• Why r u in front of the freezers like its aesthetic w the eggo and the neon lights but like why

• R they seriously having an argument over coke

• I xant believe Steve Harrington's been in that stupid scoops ahoy uniform the whole show

• Is Robin a lesbian

• OH MY GOD SHE IS

• THE DUFFERS WERENT PUSSIES RHEY PUT A FUCKING LESBIAN IN THEIR SHOW WOWOWOWOW

• Wow did he perfectly sum of america? Cool

• I'm glad alexei won he deserves it

• I hope nothing bad happens to him

• Oh no

• Its Russian terminator

• WAIT EL GOT BIT IS SHE GONNA BE ONE OF THE FLAYED

• WHY IS THE LAST EPISODE AN HOUR AND SEVENTEEN MINUTES

• Oh that is disgusting why r u guys looking

• Yeah let's get the gang back together!

• STEVE CALLED HIMSELF DADDY

• Hopper and joyce r so done w Murray's bs

• I love this Russian ballad in the background its super good

• I'm sorry I have to say this but if I see that anyone wants to fuck this monster I'm gonna blow my shit

• NANCY GET OUT OF THE WAY

• YES STEVE

• DID U UUST LEAGE MIKE AND MAX AND EL IN THE MALL

• Why r we in Utah

• Oh shit its Suzie! Shes real!

• Suzie and Dustin r so pure but eye rhe fuck do they have a musical number what nerds

• This is not the time guys

• Hey el honey u ain't looking so good

• Oh my god Billy's beating the shit out of these kids goddammit

• R u like sacrificing her holy shit

• Flinging fireworks on an enclosed space is v v dangerous wtf guys

• Visuals r fucking stunning

• Oh shit ethos pathos logos were going for logos right now

• Oh Russian terminator is actually human

• These kids r gonna give me a heart attack man

• OH SHIT BILLYS HELPING

• ITS TAKING HIM OHMYGOD

• IS HOPPER GONNA DIE

• oh Billy's dead

• OH MY GOD THEY KILLED HOPPER

• Oh shit no max dont cry pls font cry or km gonna cry

• Why would they kill hopper jopper was supposed to be endgame wtf

• Where tf r the byers moving to

• Lucas and max are That couple

• Where is el moving to now like hopper is kinda dead

• Does she not have her powers anymore

• OH SHES MOVING W WILL

• [Emotional synth music playing]

• I'm gonna cry

• Will looking at Mike while hes crying goddammit that's not straight behavior

• IM CRYING

As much. as I kinda like byler, mileven is fucking cute and I'm fly sad they're being separated

• Fuck and I love this song too stop

• Huh they didnt mess up the Byers house this year

• They just emptied it

[eleanor-writes-stuff]

a language that i never knew existed before - Day 12

For @dawninthemtn, who asked for a modern AU in which “Ben Solo keeps trying to cancel his Book-A-Month subscription service, but just can't seem to say no to the friendly customer service agent”.

This was so much fun to write, especially since it allowed me to sneak some epistolary storytelling into this collection. Thanks for the prompt, and I hope you enjoy the ficlet!

Reylo fam! ‘Tis the season for giving, so come get your very own holiday ficlet right here!

25 Days of Reylo Also available on AO3

JUNE

To: custservice@resistancebooks.com From: ben_solo@gmail.com Subject: Cancellation/refund

My friend used my credit card to sign me up for a one-year YA subscription as a prank. I didn’t realize until the first box arrived today. I’d like to cancel the subscription and just pay for the box I’ve already received, if that’s okay.

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: Re: Cancellation/refund

Hi, Ben! I’m so sorry to hear about your experience with our service.

Our refund policy allows you to change your mind anytime and get a full refund for boxes not yet received. But might I suggest changing boxes instead? At $29.99 per month for a box of three books with a combined retail value of up to $59.99, we’re the most affordable book service in the country! If YA isn’t your thing, we offer eleven other standard boxes, along with an option for customization.

If you’d like to give us a second chance, please take this quick quiz to determine the best box for you. The results will automatically be emailed to me upon completion, and I’d be happy to guide you through the selection process.

Best regards, Rey Niima, Customer service representative, Resistance Books.

JULY

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: First box!

Hi, Ben!

Your first sci-fi/fantasy box just shipped out today, and should reach you within three working days. I hope you enjoy the selection, and thank you again for choosing to stick with us!

If you have any further questions, please don’t hesitate to contact me!

Best regards, Rey Niima, Customer service representative, Resistance Books.

To: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com From: ben_solo@gmail.com Subject: Re: First box!

Hi, Rey.

Three working days, just like you said. Everything looks okay, thanks for your help.

Regards, Ben.

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: Re: Re: First box!

Hi, Ben!

I’m glad to hear the box arrived on time! If you don’t mind, please keep me informed on how you like the selection. I’ve got a few other suggestions for you based on your quiz results, and I’d be happy to switch your subscription if you’re not absolutely pleased with the sci-fi/fantasy box.

Best regards, Rey Niima, Customer service representative, Resistance Books.

To: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com From: ben_solo@gmail.com Subject: Re: Re: Re: First box!

Hey, Rey.

I think that might be for the best. Sci-fi just isn’t what it used to be. Or maybe I’ve changed; it’s been a while since I last read anything in that genre.

Of course, if that’s too much trouble you can always just go ahead and process my refund. I’d hate to take up more of your time.

Regards, Ben.

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: First box!

Hi, Ben!

It’s no trouble at all! I first joined Resistance back when it was an actual store, and I’ve always loved matching readers up with the right book. As long as you’re okay with it, I’d like to keep going until we find you the right match.

My next suggestion for you based on your quiz results is one of our non-fiction boxes, the history/anthropology combo. Please let me know by the 23rd of this month if you’re interested in that so that I can arrange for the switch and shipping.

Best regards, Rey Niima, Customer service representative, Resistance Books.

AUGUST

To: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com From: ben_solo@gmail.com Subject: New box

Hi, Rey. The box just arrived today, and the selection is perfect.

So perfect that I already pre-ordered all three of them earlier this year.

I think it’s pretty obvious that this service and I just aren’t meant to be, as great as it is. I really do appreciate all of your help, especially you taking the time to discuss books with me off the clock, but it’s probably time to call it.

Unless you’ve got a third suggestion?

Sincerely, Ben.

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: r_niima.custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: Re: New box

What can I say? I’m good at my job – too good, in this case.

I’ve got at least three more suggestions for you, if you’d like to keep going. And your box should have come with a return ticket, if you’d like to send it back; I don’t see the point in you keeping the duplicates, unless you have a friend with the same unique taste in books? I’d be happy to process the return and credit it to your account. Same goes for your first two boxes; I’m sorry I forgot to mention it earlier.

I’ve actually really missed talking about books with someone, so really, thank you for humoring me. If you ever feel like debating the SWEU again, feel free to reach me at 555-3494. I like that things can get heated when we talk about those books, but it’s probably for the best if I don’t argue with a customer on my work email.

Best regards, Rey Niima, Customer service representative, Resistance Books.

SEPTEMBER

Rey: So technically we’re not supposed to tell anyone about this yet But Wait You still collect comics, right?

Ben: You make me sound like a teenage boy. I collect graphic novels, yes. Why?

Rey: You say potayto, I say potahto ANYWAY I know you’re not 100% happy with the customized box

Ben: They’re your picks for me, of course I’m happy with them.

Rey: Ben

Ben: I am! I’m just not happy with the fact that I barely get any time to read. And when I do get an hour to myself, my brain is too tired for anything intellectual.

Rey: You cutthroat lawyers and your ridiculous endless work Back to my point

Ben: You have one?

Rey: Very funny, Solo Okay so next month we’re announcing a special new box Limited time only And we’re only opening it up to 200 subscribers

Ben: Sounds like a big deal. What do we get, hand-bound manuscripts?

Rey: Even better Two trades and a hardcover, no extra charge

Ben: You’re kidding me.

Rey: Nope Completely serious You in?

Ben: Hey, Rey? No offence but that’s the stupidest question you’ve ever asked me.

Rey: Whatever, nerd I’ll sign you up

Ben: You’re my favorite person right now, thank you.

Rey: Careful, Solo Keep saying nice shit and I might actually start to like you

Ben: And we wouldn’t want that, of course.

Rey: Of course

OCTOBER

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: custservice@resistancebooks.com Subject: Congratulations!

Hi there, Ben!

Your assigned customer service representative recently entered you for a chance to win one of our 200 limited-time-only comic box subscriptions.

We’re very pleased to let you know that you made the cut! As of next month, you’ll start receiving two trade paperbacks and a hardcover volume each month for the remaining duration of your subscription. We also noticed that you have seven months left with us, and as a sign of our appreciation we’d like to offer you the chance to add on another five months at the standard rate of $29.99 per month in order to receive a full year’s worth of comic boxes. If you’re interested, please contact your assigned customer service representative by the 31st of this month.

Congratulations again, and we hope you enjoy your boxes!

Best regards, Paige Tico, Head of customer service, Resistance Books.

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Rey: Did you get the email???

Ben: Just read it. Can’t wait for the first box. Thanks, Rey. By the way, sign me up for the extension thing.

Rey: Can you believe how far we’ve come? It feels like just yesterday that you were trying to cancel your subscription at every turn

Ben: For what it’s worth, I’m glad I didn’t. So fucking glad. I wouldn’t have gotten to know you otherwise.

Rey: Stop, you’ll make me cry Ben? I’m happy we’re friends too

NOVEMBER

Rey: Is it there yet?

Ben: Rey. It’s been two hours. I haven’t even left the office yet.

Rey: Okay, NOW is it there yet?

Ben: Still at work. You’re the one who shipped it, can’t you track the package or something?

Rey: I could But I think I prefer it this way

Ben: Of course you do. You’re lucky I have no other friends.

Rey: As if you’d stop talking to me even if you had a hundred other friends I’m your favorite

Ben: Says who? Maybe Poe’s my favorite. I’ve known him since childhood, after all.

Rey: Poe is a prankster and you fucking hate him

Ben: I wouldn’t say hate.

Rey: Ben He stole your credit card and signed you up for a year’s worth of YA books

Ben: And if he hadn’t done that, you and I would never have met.

Rey: We haven’t Met, I mean Shit I don’t even know what you look like BRB, I’m gonna go stalk you on social

Ben: Honestly, I just assumed you already did.

Rey: Wow, I’m offended HOLY HELL, BEN

Ben: So you’ve found me. If this is about the ears no, I don’t know what the fuck’s going on there either. No one in my family does.

Rey: What ears? Your ears are FINE, silly I was talking about your hair Christ, do you shampoo with unicorn blood or something???

Ben: That would be very soulless lawyer of me, wouldn’t it?

Rey: Shut up, you’re not soulless Funless, maybe, but I’d like to think I’m helping with that

Ben: You are. In the interest of fairness, I’m going to stalk you too.

Rey: Not much to see, but go right ahead Ben? Wow did I scare you off already? And here I thought that was a decent picture

Ben: Shit, sorry. Got pulled into a meeting. It’s a great picture.

Rey: You don’t have to say that

Ben: Well, it is and I mean it. And… I hope this isn’t creepy but I love your smile.

Rey: Not creepy at all By the way I like your eyes

DECEMBER

To: ben_solo@gmail.com From: a_holdo@resistancebooks.com Subject: Come celebrate the holidays with us!

Hi, Ben!

Did you know that before Resistance Books went online and became the #1 book delivery service in the country, we were a tiny little indie store known as Gatalenta?

This holiday season, we’re returning to our roots – and we’d love for you to join us! Resistance Books will be participating in the annual Coruscant Christmas Market with our very own pop-up store from the 15th of December onwards!

This is a great time for you to come on by and check out the full range of our diverse offerings. And if something catches your eye, you’ll be able to bring it home with you for the same incredibly reasonable rate you know and love – pick any three books from our store for just $29.99!

We hope to see you there!

Warmest wishes, Amilyn Holdo, Founder and president, Resistance Books.

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Rey: Hey, did you get the email about the pop-up store?

Ben: Yeah, I was just about to text you. I just realized your boss is a friend of my mom’s. Anyway, this is probably extremely unlikely but Will you be there?

Rey: Seriously?? That’s so weird And yes, actually I’ll be helping out 21st-25th, 11AM-8PM

Ben: You’re working on Christmas?

Rey: You know me Not like I’ve got anything else to do

Ben: Okay, feel free to say no but… What if I go on Christmas? We’d get to discuss books in person And maybe after your shift we could hang out? I haven’t been to the CCM in years, but Maz’s Cantina used to make the best hot chocolates.

Rey: Books, hot chocolate, and finally getting to meet my mysterious Internet stranger? Ben Solo, you’ve got yourself a date

Ben: Great! I mean Cool. I can’t wait. See you then.

Rey: See you!

Ben: Hey, so I just woke up and you’re not here Which is fine, it’s your choice to make And last night can be whatever you want it to be But… Rey, I know what I want it to be I know we moved fast, but yesterday meant a lot to me You mean a lot to me I just… I just want to make sure you know that before you make a decision And the decision’s yours to make, completely I’ll go along with whatever you want As long as we’re at least still friends Because I don’t think I could bear to lose you entirely, Rey Fuck, I don’t think I could bear to lose you at all Shit, sorry, that’s too much I’ll stop now Just… text me back, please?

Rey: Babe I’m in the kitchen Hurry up, breakfast is getting cold And Ben? You mean a lot to me too ❤

This is a little over two thousand words and stopped being about tsundoko about halfway through (if it even was in the first place), but it was such a fun idea to play with and I hope the format doesn’t get in the way of the story. I thought emails and texts would help me keep things short, but obviously that didn’t pan out.

Anyway, thanks for reading as always and I hope you liked it. Please don’t hesitate to like/reblog/comment!

[moonchildhcs]

parkjin hcs!

high school au! uwu

okay all of yall are different ages with woojin, chan, minho, and changbin in their last year, the 00 line in their middle year, and jeongin in his first year (with u and persi)

yall are taking,,, drum roll please,,,

art 1 !

listen. these mad lads went straight for their music and dance which  is FINE but mandatory one year of art so yall are in a class together! strange,,, but that is the class all eleven of yall share and its,, fairly chaotic

well, mostly because of the crackheads (you, felix, minho, and jisung) who congregated in the back corner and get kicked out three times a week for their antics but like. the rest of yall are chillin and are good diligent students !

well,

for the most part

see the thing is,,

you get your stuff done all the time !! in fact youre probably among the first to turn their stuff in !! like WOWZA ur fast

but, that, is, because, u, want, maximum, time, to, daydream, about,,,,

HYUNJIN

you never really interact with him because hes an uppcerclassman and hes got his friend group and stuff and ur best buds with the Crackheads ! but like. hes so CUTE and SOFT and TALENTED like truly... an ideal boyfie

and your friends make fun of you ALL THE TIME ! like.. you finished your work and youre goofing off with the mad lads in the corner and then jisung will nudge you and go “oOoOoO he glanced in our direction i wonder what that could mean”

and ur like. we are. so loud. the loudest ppl in the class. hes probably a lil annoyed but on the inside ur like “WEEWOOWEEWOOWEEWOOWEEWOO” like ur having an internal meltdown bc dance god visual god just looked in your direction

but then the teacher comes by and ur head goes down a wee bit and you add some finishing touches to ur project as the teacher bags on the rest of the Crackhead Squad for goofing off in class and theyre asked to step outside and take a breather and once they think they can behave they can return to class

which MEANS they aint comin back

so you take this opportunity of Tranquility to do your fave activity ...

daydream abt ur crush and stare at the back of his head wistfully ! and its real cute and wholesome and stuff and like

when he turns to ask woojin about something for the project you see the lil mole under his eye and the sunlight catches his soft hair just right and ur just losing it because hes SO SOFT like bitch what the absolute fuck !! why did god pop off so hard making him

and then... It Happens

youre gazing at him, lost in space as you daydream about holding his hand and going on ice cream dates, he turns around to ask woojin something again and as he does so Yall Make Eye Contact and you FREAK

not externally but internally youre literally on fire and you dont know what to do

so out of instinct you do a quick peace sign and he gives you a little smile and then goes to do what he intended to do (ask woojin how the hell ur supposed to paint this)

and youre LOSING IT like not only did he acknowledge you but HE SMILED AT YOU!! HOLY SHIT !! BITCH WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOD

youre lowkey hyperventilating but its fine because class ends and its your last period so you pack up your bags and head out to walk home with lix, jisung, and minho!! and theyre like wiggling their eyebrows at you and you KNOW theyll tease you but. you need to share this interaction.

and lemme tell you THEY LOSE IT TOO!!! bc hyunjin is a Shy Lad there is no way he caught you looking at him and let it pass !! he had to like you theres no way he didnt NOT like you yknow??? it is Out Of His Character he usually ignores that stuff

and ur like haha no guys its not that deep !! but internally ur freaking out Because Oh MY God What If It Is That Deep so you decide,, to hatch a plan to confess

and the thing is,,, IT IS THAT DEEP

hyunjin is lowkey losing it because. he usually Minds His Own Business and he knows hes popular among people for being cute but ur just. so funny and cute and wholesome and oh wow is his heart beating a lil fast?

YES IT IS !! and hes like u know what?? heck it ILL CONFESS and hope she likes me and this wasnt a coincidence hhhh

so. yall are hatching your plans to confess

hyunjin goes to persi, resident Secret Holder for the laid ease, and reveals that you like nice bright flowers !! like roses, sunflowers, orchids!!! and that you really like pretzels and chocolate almonds uwu

and you go to seungmin and jeongin, who reveal that hyunjin loves forget-me-nots! and he has an affinity for strawb milk and the golden oreos!!!

the thing is,, yall are kinda cliche. like,,, shoujo manga kinda cliche. so if it isnt obvious already yall are hatching THE SAME CONFESSION  PLAN HHHHH YALL ARE SO C U T E

so yall draft letters upon letters, spilling your hearts out in its contents ! 

hyunjins letter is pure white, smelling a bit like his cologne ! it has no marks on it or anything

your letter is light pink and smells like your perfume! its closed with a red heart sticker uwu

yall slip a little note onto each others desk asking to meet each other on the rooftop and ur both like FUCK I HOPE THEY COME EARLY SO I CAN REJECT THEM BEFORE THE PERSON I ACTUALLY LIKE COMES

because,, since yall dont interact much yall dont recognize the others handwriting sgfgfdghf literally dumb bitch hours

anyways yall both SPRINT to that rooftop after school but you were nervous so you got a pep talk from ur friends, the lads, before going up

so once again, yall dont realize. that you have. the same plan.

so hyunjin is waiting there all nervous HOPING youll come first and not whoever else planned on confessing

and youre sprinting up the stairs, hoping whoever planned on confessing wasnt there yet but hyunjin is so that you can confess

and as you burst through the door, pink letter in hand, your eyes zoom to the letter in hyunjins hands and ur like. Oh. Oh Dear.

and hyunjin looks at you, then the letter in ur hands like. Oh. Oh Dear. 

so you two shyly exchange letters, faces burning red as you read through the confession 

and the thing is at one point in your letter you mention how it would be a dream to even hold is hand so he just. this absolute cheeseball. he hold your hand and goes “i guess dreams come true!” and you LOSE IT because oh my god hes such a NERD !!!! but now hes your nerd :^)

so yall go to the park afterwards and split your snacks between the two of you, monching and talking until the stars are twinkling and you guys realize FUCK THERES HOMEWORK

so you go home to do your hw! and yall put the flowers in a cute vase, right next to your beds :^) as a reminder ! (though hyunjin presses some of them with the help of his mom so he can preserve them forever oopsies_

and when yall walk onto school the next day hand in hand, hyunjins friends are like “NICE” but also super shocked bc HYUNJIN?? DATING???

but then your friends. your mad lads. absolutely fucking LOSE IT they are hooting and hollering and you are like Oh My God I Am So Sorry and hyunjin just. does a lil smirk and kisses ur cheek and u are sent into SHOCK and your friends are in cardiac arrest because holy fucking SHIT

and you two are literally the school’s it couple like initially some people were hostile because they wanted to date hyunjin !! but after a while they accepted it and grew to love the both of yall together, from your wholesome interactions to slight crackheadedness

its just so CUTE he always brings you like a rose or smth every day and ur like “this must be expensive” and hes like ! “for you, nothing is expensive” and ur like “ur so cheesy” and hes like “only for you bb :^)”

also now your side of the class has merged with hyunjin and his friends now joining yall crackheads and its cute uwu

[transgender-scout]

Hi guess who forgot they were doing a live reaction to rereading the Maximum ride series. It was me. Anyways here’s part 3

Chapter 11

•““Oh,”Nudge said, her brain hitting overdrive.” may i say? /mood?/

•600 miles/7 hours= 85.7mph. What the fuck wild

•Okay i know they had to have someone disagree w the plan to have some sort of minor conflict but like an hour ago they were all so ride or die

•Can lowkey see why it was iggy tho tbh

•Again im pretty sure this was just to have some conflict but yikes max he did great in the firefight earlier

•Well not great but he didnt die and it sounded like he was the least injured

Part 2: uwu

Chapter 12

•U cannot tell me that none of them have ever flown through a cloud before. Id be flying through every goddamn cloud in sight tbh. Get nice and damp

•After all these years, it still fucking cracks me up that the school is in death valley near badwater basin. Thats so on the nose now i dont feel as bad ab some of the pun names i gave my ocs

•Im. not sure braids work like that. Although i havent had hair long enough to braid in years, it didnt whip me in the face when i was driving down the highway going 60 w the window down.

•Also are their eyes okay? Do they carry eye drops around? Or have goggles that weren’t mention? Or maybe they just keep their eyes closed the whole time

•Also also max should have gotten short hair and a side shave for the gays

•Maximum ride chapter 12: max kills god and takes his place

•I wonder why jeb would keep those files about the kids’ real parents in a place they would for sure be able to get into if they really wanted to

Chapter 13

•Aww i forgot we got some angel chapterssss

•I was fucking shook when it talked about the brown plastic roof of the dog crate when i first read this bc i read the manga first and it had those cages with bars all the way around. Like classic cages. Yall get me

•THE FISH BOYSSSSSSS

•O shit i didnt realize that the director was mentioned this early on

•captial d and everything

•Subject eleven. So max and the others were probably subjects 6-10, so now im curious about the first five

•I bet one of them was Ari

Chapter 14

•Dang it max what were u gonna do if u passed out midair bc u were too prideful to talk about maybe stopping to eat after flying for hours.

•It mentions max checking a map and all i can picture is her trying to navigate while the wind is blowing like fucking crazy and threatening to tear it out of her hands

•Im not saying its entirely impossible but why would someone leave so much food at a cabin for half a year? Everything sounded nonperishable but shits expensive yo. Take that w u.

•Also max fight me warm orange soda is the SHIT

Chapter 15

•Okay im 90% sure the house gets destroyed anyway but goddamn it would have been fucking hilarious if everything went to plan and max and the others came back with angel and found that all their shit got thrown into the canyon, including their fucking beds

•Damn iggy is so fucking salty in this book. Was he always this salty???

•Okay again, if the school really wanted the whole flock, the erasers literally had them on a silver platter during the fight and they should have taken the chance then

•Awww gazzyyyyyy he thinks 14 is ancient babyyyy

•God i forgot how much i loved gazzy hes great

[souper-salad]

uh oh oops i forgot i had sent those asks to you, the anime and zelda one!

oh my god yes!! i loved those too! the humour in saiki is priceless. i do gotta say, with haikyuu now nearing the end, im kind of sad we're not getting a full season of it instead of, what was it again, like 2 films?

thats cool!! have you ever played any other zelda game?

you are very welcome and thank you for answering. i hope you had a good weekend!

saiki k is the best, it made me laugh so hard when i first watched it

ah yeah, the end of haikyuu. makes me wanna cry. i don't want it to end, but i'm also glad theyre finishing the show!! though not sure how to feel about the 2 movies thing they're doing

the manga is super good, so at least if they manage to fuck up the last of the story we still have the manga to fall on

ah zelda games! when i was six i started playing twilight princess (never finished it, i mean i was only six and twilight princess is a challenging game!) and i would play up to the part where you become a wolf and raid the village, and then i would get bored and start the game over again. i liked playing as a "big puppy" and being a farmer. but i didn't really progress until i was a lot older

when i was 10 i tried out breath of the wild (my brother got it for chirstmas and i thought it looked fun) and i left the shrine of resurrection and went down the hill. i talked to the old man, and after that the voice told me to activate the tower. i started down the hill again and ran into a bokoblin. i got scared and turned off the wii u (yes the wii u, shut up) and didnt touch breath of the wild for a year.

eventually when i was eleven, my little sister (who was 7) was like "i wanna play breath of the wild" and she finished the great plateau after a few days. i realized i couldn't let my younger sister best me, so i took it up again and got over my fears of bokoblins. me and my younger sister took turns on the wii u and progressed through the game at around the same pace and helped each other through it. we finally beat it when i was twelve and she was eight.

i really enjoyed breath of the wild and started it all over again (because it had taken me so long to be it) and i enjoyed it like it was the first time again, due to my general forgetfulness.

a little over three years ago i picked up twilight princess again. (i had recently read the manga that was out and thought it looked fun) i beat breath of the wild, this one is probably easy i remembered thinking. it was not. i ate my words. this game took me something like 80 hours one way through. and i had to look up tutorials. it was really fun and had a lot of story and i really enjoyed it, but it was kinda a big switch from breath of the wild. a lot of dungeons and the fact that it was really linear kinda messed with me at first.

two birthdays ago i got skyward sword, and with both an open world and linear zelda game under my belt i felt pretty good, and i beat it in 40 hours or so. i really enjoyed that one and boy the story was just so,,,, hhhhhh i loved it

honestly i think its my favorite zelda game. and fyi, i played it on the wii with the wii remote motion controls. it was hard to get the hang of but i eventually got it. the story is very well done and zelda and link's dynamic is 1000000000/10 i love it

last year i played age of calamity and while it was really good, i didn't like what they did with it. overall meh for what i wanted but a good game for what it is. i main as link because that's how every other zelda game goes and i like it that way.

ive started wind waker, link's awakening and a link to the past, but have yet to finish any of them. i think i'll be starting wind waker over again because it's been a bit!!

i want more games under my belt, but right now i'm replaying skyward sword because like i said it's my favorite zelda game.

sorry this was so long but i had a lot to say!!

thanks for the ask and i hope your weekend was amazing!!

[courtinggrievances]

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HEY, I’M TOO BURNT OUT FROM *~*~RUNNING FROM THE...

woah what the fuck??

> Karkat; Send the log to your omniquad. You need to jam with him about this bullshit.

> Not just about the state of the log, but about.. some of the things you said in it.

Today at 1:03 PM

courtinggrievances HEY, HOW IS THE SHIT SHOOTING GOING?

eridacnis the wwhat god i evven forgot you existed

courtinggrievances THAT WAS A CONVENIANT WAY FOR ME TO ASK YOU HOW YOU'RE DOING WITHOUT SEEMING OVERLY CONCERNED OR WHATEVER, BECAUSE I'M A PIECE OF SHIT WHO DOESN'T CURRENTLY FEEL LIKE TRYING TO GIVE OFF THE IMPRESSION OF A STOIC INDIVIDUAL. ALSO THAT'S. WOW. ALRIGHT, I'M NOT GOING TO FUCKING LIE, THAT KIND OF HURTS.

eridacnis hurts less wwhen i remind you that i havve the wworst possible memory and from time to time forget im married to cas

eridacnis but also i dont think theres evver a situation wwhere im not feeling like utter shit

courtinggrievances I MEAN, I GUESS. HOLY FUCKING SHIT THOUGH, I FEEL IT. IS THERE ANY PARTICULAR REASON YOU FEEL LIKE SHIT TODAY?

eridacnis wwell this time its just nightmares hauntin me constantly and me just not bein able to sleep normally at all for the past twwo wweeks and im slowwly at the end of my nervves

courtinggrievances HOLY SHIT, YOU AND ME BOTH. WHAT ARE YOUR NIGHTMARES OF, I'M CURIOUS HONESTLY. LET'S SEE IF THEY'RE SIMILIAR TOO.

courtinggrievances MINE ARE JUST, YOU KNOW, THE CASUAL BLOODSHED AND OBLITERATION OF TROLLMANITY THAT PLAGUES NEARLY EVERY TROLLS DREAMS, BUT AS RECENT AS LAST NIGHT THEY KIND OF GOT... WORSE.

eridacnis shrug trauma dreamin of exes wwho treated me awwful failin to take care of people and things and some other i just forgot

courtinggrievances ):B

eridacnis yeah Today at 2:59 PM

eridacnis so is that all you got to say

courtinggrievances SORT OF? I JUST WANTED TO CHECK IN AND SEE HOW YOU WERE, I KNOW THINGS SUCKED EARLIER. FAR BE IT FROM ME TO ACTUALLY SHOW SOME GENUINE FUCKING CONCERN BUT, IT IS WHAT IT IS I FUCKING GUESS.

eridacnis wwell thanks for nothin then

courtinggrievances I THINK YOU MAY HAVE MISREAD THE TONE OF MY TEXT. WHAT I'M SAYING HERE IS THAT I'M SHOWING CONCERN FOR YOUR WELL-BEING EVEN THOUGH IT'S NOT IN MY NATURE TO REALLY DO SO. IT'S A TESTAMENT TO US BEING FRIENDS THAT I EVEN SAID SO, YOU KNOW?

eridacnis you showwin me your concern by sendin me a stupid sad emoticon and then fuckin off isnt gonna make me feel any better so no i dont think theres somethin i understood wwrong there

courtinggrievances ALRIGHT, SO WHAT THE FUCK WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO DO, THEN. GO INTO YOUR PAN AND STOP THE NIGHTMARES FROM OCCURRING? MY DUDE, IF I COULD DO THAT, I WOULDN'T BE HAVING SO MUCH SHIT IN MY OWN DREAMS.

courtinggrievances I'M SORRY YOUR EXES WERE SHIT, I DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ANY, BUT THAT SHIT SOUNDS LIKE IT SUCKS GLOBESPHERES AND I HEAR IT HAPPENING SO MUCH ALL THE GODAMN TIME, BUT I'D LIKE TO JUST NOD MY HEAD AND LET YOU KNOW I HOLD SOME GENUINE FUCKING CONCERN FOR YOU WITHOUT IT SEEMING FAKE AS FUCK. I CAN'T EMPATHIZE BUT I SYMPATHIZE.

eridacnis yeah wwell you done evverythin you could to seem fake as all fuckin hell so good job wwith that you really suck at this

courtinggrievances THANKS FOR THE NOTE OF ENCOURAGEMENT.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE WANTING TO ACCOMPLISH BY INVALIDATING MY CONCERN, BUT IF IT WAS YOU STOPPING ME FROM REACHING OUT TO ANYONE EVER AGAIN, CONGRATU-FUCKING-LATIONS, YOU SURE FUCKING SUCCEEDED! SURE STOPPED ME FROM WANTING TO REACH OUT TO PEOPLE I CONSIDER TO BE FRIENDS!! YOU REALLY SHOWED ME!! WOW!! I'M *FUCKING* IMPRESSED!! YOU REALLY BOOSTED MY FAITH IN MYSELF OF MY CURRENT 'BE A GOOD FRIEND' CAPABILITIES!!!

I'M GLAD I COULD LEARN THAT I'M A SUCKY FRIEND TO YOU AND PROBABLY TO EVERYONE I TALK TO ABOUT HAVING **GENUINE FUCKING CONCERNED FEELINGS**, BECAUSE HEY, FOR YOUR FUCKING INFORMATION, THAT'S HOW I ASK PEOPLE HOW THEY'RE DOING WITHOUT SEEING FUCKING CLINGY, BUT YOU KNOW, WHATEVER.

I'M GLAD YOU SHOWED ME THE ERROR OF MY GODAMN WAYS!! I'LL CERTAINLY NEVER TROLL YOU AGAIN TO ASK ***HOW YOU'RE FUCKING DOING*** BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY I SUCK TENS OF THOUSANDS OF AMOUNTS AT BEING A ****GOOD FRIEND****.

THANKS!!! I'LL REMEMBER THIS. FOREVER. YOU'VE CHANGED MY LIFE.

courtinggrievances BREAKING NEWS FLASH; KARKAT "COURT" VANTAS SUCKS AT BEING A FRIEND. HIS EFFORTS AT REACHING OUT RESULT IN HIM GETTING HIS *~**~FEELINGS~~**~* HURT. MORE AT ELEVEN!!

eridacnis thanks for the slice of guilt trippin after me not bein happy wwith somethin you did to me

courtinggrievances HEY, I'M NOT GUILT TRIPPING YOU AFTER YOU INVALIDATED MY EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS AND GENERAL STATE OF BEING FRIENDS WITH YOU.

I'M TELLING YOU, STRAIGHT UP (WHILE BEING SARCASTIC AS FUCK BECAUSE THAT'S WHO I AM) THAT YOU HURT MY FEELINGS BY TELLING ME, IN NOT SO MANY WORDS, THAT YOU THINK MY CONCERN IS STUPID, THAT I DIDN'T HELP, AND THAT I SUCK AT HELPING FRIENDS SO I SHOULDN'T EVEN TRY.

eridacnis i mean you didnt evven try wwith me is all im gettin at and if a friends not wworth the effort then yeah you suck at keepin friends

eridacnis god i cant believve im the one havvin to givve you a lesson there

courtinggrievances HOW THE FUCK YOU EXPECT ME TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT DREAMS ABOUT YOUR EXES IS BEYOND ME. LIKE I SAID, I DON'T HAVE ANY, AND I SAID THAT TO AVOID THE AGE OLD ARGUMENT OF PEOPLE GOING 'YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL!!' BECAUSE I FUCKING DON'T, BUT I'M STILL HERE TO TALK ABOUT IT WITH YOU.

eridacnis if someones upset you dont just send them an emoticon and leavve it at that its not that fuckin easy you talk to em try to figure out wwhat you can do for em like talkin about the shit that happened or just simply distractin em

courtinggrievances IF SOMEONE'S UPSET, I SEND THEM AN EMOTICON TO JUDGE HOW MUCH THEY WANT TO TALK. SOME FUCKS JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE.

eridacnis its sad enough that me eridan ampora has to teach you that more like you wwanted to be left alone cause you didnt care enough as soon as i said is that all you wwere like yeah thats all like if my question wwasnt enough to tell you that i awwaited more then i dont knoww wwhat to tell you buddy

courtinggrievances HOW THE FUCK DO I WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE, I'M THE ONE THAT TROLLED YOU. ALSO, I DIDN'T JUST SAY 'YEAH'. I SAID, SORT OF, AND A HUGE PARAGRAPH OF WHAT I WANTED.

eridacnis yeah you started the convversation but you cut it off too in the middle of me talkin about my problems wwhich is the most awwful fuckin thing to do

courtinggrievances I'M SORRY. I GUESS I DIDN'T REALIZE I WAS DOING THAT. TOO BLINDED BY OWN OWN FUCKERY AND HURT FEELINGS BULLSHIT TO REALIZE I STEERED THIS CONVERSATION IN A DIRECTION THAT WAS ABOUT ME. IT'S NOT FINE AND I GUESS I'LL FUCK OFF. MAYBE I'LL TRY TO SLEEP.

eridacnis yeah wwell maybe next time actually think about other people wwhen you wwanna help em oh yeah and noww you wwanna run from it great just great

courtinggrievances YOU EVER TRY TO SLEEP WITH SYMPTOMS OF A CONCUSSION? FUCKING SUCKS.

eridacnis oh no poor you all about you again

courtinggrievances HEY, NEWS FLASH, I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING MOIRAIL.

eridacnis yeah and not my friend either

courtinggrievances I WANT TO LISTEN TO YOUR PROBLEMS BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU, BUT WHEN YOU GET ALL CAGEY ABOUT THEM AND TELL ME I SUCK AT LISTENING, I WANT TO LEAVE. I JUST WANTED YOU TO TELL ME ABOUT THEM!! I WAS TRYING TO STEER THE CONVERSATION INTO THE DIRECTION OF "BEING UNABLE TO SLEEP" AGAIN BUT, YOU KNOW, WHATEVER. I DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO GO "BOO HOO YOU WHINY BRAT, YOU'RE JUST LEAVING" YOU KNOW WHAT? LET ME GO THE FULL FUCKING MILE HERE, IF I'M GOING TO MAKE THE CONVERSATION ABOUT ME.

eridacnis oh boy

courtinggrievances FIRST OFF, I'M FUCKING SORRY YOU CAN'T SEE THAT I ACTUALLY WAS TRYING TO SHOW SOME CONCERN.

I'M SORRY THAT'S A BIT HARD FOR ME, BECAUSE HONESTLY OUT OF THE (2) TWO!! PEOPLE I COME TO SEE HERE ON TUMBLR, YOU'RE PROBABLY THE ONLY!! ONE!! I ACTUALLY MAKE IT A POINT TO ASK HOW THEY'RE DOING. I'M SORRY I COULDN'T SEEM MORE ENERGETIC ABOUT SHOWING "KINDNESS" AND "COMPASSION" AND BULLSHIT LIKE THAT, I'VE GOT A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER MALARKEY ON MY PLATE RIGHT NOW!!

SPEAKING OF WHICH, LETS TALK ABOUT THAT, AND ENERGY LEVELS, WHICH IS SOMETHING I DON'T REALLY SEEM TO HAVE, WHICH IS AS I SAID, A FUCKING PROBLEM FOR ME. I MEAN, IT'S NOT LIKE I FUCKING CHOSE TO NOT HAVE ANY ENERGY. IT'S NOT LIKE I WANT TO HAVE ZERO ENERGY TO TALK TO MY SUPPOSED 'FRIENDS', I JUST REALLY DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE RIGHT NOW.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE FOR THE PAST TWO PERIGEES? I'VE  WALKED. I'VE WALKED THROUGH SCRUBLAND AND BRAMBLES AND ALL SORTS OF THE MOST HORRENDOUS TERRAIN YOU COULD THINK OF. AND I SAY 'WALKED' LIGHTLY, BECAUSE YOU KNOW, WE COULD BE BEING FOLLOWED, AND WE EITHER HAVE TO MAKE TRACKS QUICK OR JUST FUCKING LAY DOWN AND DIE.

THOUGH, YOU KNOW, I THINK THE DRONES HAVE THEIR SIGHTS ON OTHER THINGS, SINCE I'M FAIRLY SURE THEY THINK US DEAD SINCE THEY RAIDED OUR LAST SAFE PLACE AND BURNT IT TO THE FUCKING GROUND! BUT YOU KNOW, I WOULDN'T KNOW! I DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO THAT SHIT MUCH RIGHT NOW, MOSTLY BECAUSE I'M TOO BUSY TRYING TO KEEP TEMP FROM FREAKING OUT AND NAYA FROM BECOMING EMOTIONALLY DISTANT, KEEP THEM FROM JUST FUCKING LEAVING THE EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL DEADWEIGHT BEHIND FOR THE DRONES!!

AND YOU KNOW, I'M REAL FUCKING SORRY I CAN'T REALLY HELP YOU ABOUT THE TRAUMATIC NIGHTMARE BULLSHIT, BECAUSE, PERSONALLY, I HAVEN'T SLEPT MORE THAN SIX HOURS IN SIX DAYS, BECAUSE, HAHA!! WELL, EVERY TIME **I** CLOSE MY EYES I SEE INDIGO CLOWNS RIPPING TROLLS HEADS IN HALF BY THEIR HORNS, AND HEAR THE SOUND OF MY PANMATTER HITTING MY SKULL FROM WHEN I GOT TOSSED INTO A WALL BY AN IMPERIAL DRONE TWICE AS TALL AS I AM!! I WISH I COULD HELP YOU ABOUT YOUR EXES TOO, AND I FEEL LIKE THAT'S SOMETHING I SHOULD BE ABLE OT FUCKING DO, BUT I DON'T HAVE THE ENERGY TO PULL SOME RELATIONSHIP ADVICE OUT OF MY ASS CURRENTLY, BECAUSE YOU KNOW, I'M TOO BUSY ***RUNNING FOR MY LIFE FROM THE GODAMN EMPIRE*** OR DID YOU FUCKING FORGET THAT WAS A THING THAT WAS HAPPENING?

YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING THOUGH, I DIDN'T SEEM LIKE I CARED, AND I KNOW IT'S ONLY AT FACE VALUE, BUT I DO, YOU KNOW? I'M SORRY, REALLY AND TRULY ACTUALLY, AND I FUCKING HATE IT, BUT I JUST DON'T APPARENTLY HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY TO CARE *~~PROPERLY**~* ABOUT MY FRIENDS, BUT HEY, AT LEAST I FUCKING TRIED, YOU KNOW? TO SEE HOW YOU WERE DOING. NOT THAT IT MATTERS MUCH BECAUSE IF I FORM ANY FRIENDSHIPS WITH ANYONE, THEY'LL PROBABLY ALL GET CULLED, HAHAH, BECAUSE I'M BURNT OUT AND FUCKING WORTHLESS AT CARING FOR MY FRIENDS, SO YOU KNOW, FUCKING WHATEVER!!

IT'S NOT LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT ME ANYWAY, YOU JUST WANT ME TO LISTEN TO YOU AND WHILE HEY, I'M ALL READY TO LISTEN, I'M REALLY JUST THINKING ABOUT HOW NICE IT WOULD BE TO CLOSE MY EYES AND NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT GETTING AMBUSHED AND CULLED, BUT THE LAST 'SAFE' PLACE WE WERE IN WAS LIKE FIVE FUCKING PERIGEES AGO AND IT'S REALLY!! REALLY!!! GETTING TO ME THAT I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO SEEMS TO GIVE A SHIT IF WE'RE CAUGHT, BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE SEEMS TOO FUCKING NIHILISTIC TO CARE IF I BECOME PAINT FOR THE FLAGSHIP MY OMNIQUAD WILL HELM IF THEY CATCH US.

YOURS **~*FUCKING*~* TRULY, KARKAT "RUNS HIMSELF INTO THE GROUND FROM WANTING AND FAILING TO BE ABLE TO HELP THE PEOPLE HE CONSIDERS HIS FRIENDS, ONLY THAT NUMBER IS MINUS ONE NOW SO I GUESS HE DOESN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT FRIEND ANYMORE, BUT HE'S GOING TO BECAUSE HE'S (KARKAT, ME) AN ABSOLUTE CHUMP" VANTAS.

[cosmicxbowie]

Frank Iero x Reader

Things: y/n = your name

f/c = favorite colour

f/d = favorite drink

f/f = favorite food

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You stood infront of your full-body mirror and swished your F/C dress around. Smoothing it down for the thousandth time, you sighed. You were extremely nervous about a date you had and obviously, you had no clue what to wear. Was this guy into dresses? Makeup? Oh god, what if he had a daddy kink? You had no idea, as your friend set it up for you.

Deciding on just freeing yourself for the night, you chose to wear the dress. Swiping some natural coloured lipstick across your lips, you nodded and pulled a duck-face. "Ugh, only Freddie can do that.." You said to your reflection. Choosing a pair of pumps that matched your dress, your outfit was complete. You knew this look wasnt you, but hey, being not yourself gets you more oppertuinties... Right?

You got a taxi to the restaurant and when you arrived, James, your date, texted you. He texted, saying he'll be about ten minutes late.

Sighing, you put your phone away in your lady purse and got your reservation, which was put under 'James'

As you sat down, a waiter came by and asked if you would like anything during your wait. You ordered a F/D and leaned back in your chair, waiting.

Sucking on your straw, you had noticed fifteen minutes went by. You texted him. Five minutes, no reply.

Your eyes teared up as you looked around. There were couples everywhere, laughing, talking... Kissing. Just about you were about to leave, a very short man wearing a suit and tie came and sat down at your table. You noticed his hair was.. decently washed and hs had a couple tattoos on his neck. To complete his 'emo' look, he had both a lip and nose piercing.

"Er.. Can I help you?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"Yeah, actually." He said. "I got stood up and-"

"-so did I." You interuppted. Then, the two of you started talking, getting to know eachother.

You had learned that his name was Frank Iero and he was a guitar player in a band called ' My Chemical Romance'. You also learned that he was planning to propose to his girlfriend, but she didnt show, as she didn't for the last five dates.

Frank had realized the both of you were talking for at least three hours. It was nearly eleven and the restaurant was due to close. "Do.. You need someone to drive you home?" He asked you. You nodded and he smiled at you kindly.

On the way back to your house, you shared kind glances. Somehow, even with his car smelling like cigarettes, this felt perfect. Like... Like getting stood up was supposed to happen.

"This it?" Frank asked, pulling infront of your apartment building. You nodded and unbuckled your seat. When he got out too, you furrowed your eyebrows. "Y/n, this is New Jersey, I really like you and I really don't want you getting stabbed."

"Me? Getting stabbed? What will a short guy like you do?" You asked, giggling as he linked your arm with his own.

"Hey!" He let out a whine. "I may be short but I'll be an angry short man!"

"Very terrifying." You said, the both of you walking up the steps to the building. "Well, Frank. This is where we part ways. I enjoyed your company."

"I did too... But do we really have to part ways? I mean.." That sneaky fuck. His hands found themselves resting on your waist 'somehow'.

"What do you mean?" You whispered, wrapping your arms along his shoulders. You pretended to know that you didn't have a clue what his next intended move was.

You looked in eachothers eyes before Frank flicked his eyes from your lips and back to your eyes. His breath smelled just like his car: cigarettes. You both leaned in and closed your eyes as your lips touched.

The both of your lips moved in sync beautifully. It was like they were made for eachother. One of his hands went from your back up to your hair as he gently pressed you agaisnt the wall.

Since breathing is a thing and you need it to live, you both pulled away and rested your foreheads against each others, smiling.

"Well, you better go now." You whispered, letting your arms fall loose. He smiled and nodded, taking his hands off you.

As he walked away, you pushed the buildings door open.

"Y/N!" He called out. You turned around with a smile. You waited for his response. "Sorry, I wanted one last good look at you."

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super-sensate-seestras replied to your post

“Who do u think the superbabies will date?? :D (also since stella looks...”

I would love to hear more about Stella and Beth's relationship drama cause I absolutely love all of these breakdowns about the superbabies

WELL FRIEND there’s other drama too but this is the Major drama that hinders their relationship for a long time

so stella know she has a crush on beth, has been like aggressively ignoring said crush and tryin to Live Her Life and its been a year since stella came out, came to terms and she’s just started her nighttime shenanigans as a vigilante, just started trying to help the way kara does, the way maia does and its going ok???  until she.  you know.  gets stabbed (LIGHTLY STABBED) and is like hmmm i feel as though i should reassess maybe

and then beth’s back in national city after graduating early with like three bachelors (xenobiology, nanotechnology, and engineering) and at least one masters and a corresponding doctorate (in something sciencey, listen im barely an english major), working at l-corp bc she’s a Documented Genius and stella wants to step up her vigilante game, especially since she recently was lightly stabbed and doesnt rlly want that to happen again, and beth’s always been rlly calm and steady, very logical and she keeps all of maia’s secrets, so stella approaches her a little reluctantly to see if she’s willing to help and beth gives her this long, searching look and finally agrees, designs and builds her a new suit with a shitton of gadgets, is the main reason stella starts getting called mechagirl by the press but only helps with stella’s promise that beth can then help with actual missions bc like??  beth cares about her a lot too, doesnt want to see her die ya know??

and it’s weird??  bc now she’s friends with beth in her own right???  works alongside her a lot and beth serves as her tech person, finds her jobs she can do that supergirl or birdy (maia’s superhero alter ego) haven’t gotten to yet and national city gains a new superhero pretty much bc of beth.  and then its a late night of saving ppl and stella comes back to her apartment/headquarters and beth’s still there, wrapping up some end of night reports (she insists on keeping detailed logs in order to avoid any issues with the cops later on) and she’s ordered stella’s favorite takeout, put it in the oven to warm for her and stella’s so grateful and also pretty tired??  rlly tired and beth basically lives with her and sometimes the proximity blurs lines in stella’s mind and so she just leans down to kiss beth, murmurs thank you sleepily and goes into her room to change.  and beth’s just sitting there??  like oh my god, the girl i’ve been in love with for months just kissed me and she doesn’t even realize it but then stella REALIZES IT and runs back out like shit im so sorry beth, that was so inappropriate of me but beths like??  wait do you not like me and stella’s like WAIT DO YOU LIKE ME???? 

surprise!!  this is how stella finds out beth’s an alien and also how beth finds out stella’s an alien lmao.  like.  beth’s species has mental shields, similar to martians??  so stella’s never been able to read her or see in her mind but she never rlly tried to or even questioned it??  or even noticed bc she’s rlly empathetic anyway, reads body language rlly well, so she’s never known that beth likes her the way stella likes beth

like, later in their relationship, stella suddenly can read beth??  like rlly well and she’s like um what the hell and beth’s like oh, yeah, i stopped putting up the block and stella’s just like starry eyed like holy shit you trust me that much???  

beth’s like uh yeah but dont let it go to your head you nerd

but are they smart abt this and admit their v deep feelings for one another then??  no.  they just hookup and then keep hooking up, pretending like nothings changed, pretending like theyre not basically living together or doing all the shit Couples do but just refusing to tell anyone or acknowledge it at all.  and it’s ok for a while??  its solid

but then stella’s suit malfunctions, gives her a nasty burn down her side and she begs beth to not tell anyone that she’s in the hospital, that she’s been hurt and beth’s like shit, stella, i can’t keep doing this bc they’re working with a budget of about eleven dollars, a starburst, and stella’s bus pass, building with shit from the scrap yard and old electronics from secondhand stores and beth wants stella to just tell her family she’s the new vigilante bc then they’d have access to better resources, then beth wouldn’t be so scared every time stella runs out to go save a family from a burning car or stop a bank robbery, but stella refuses, knows that it would be a battle to be accepted like this.  

its a fight they’ve had for months before and then stella’s armor fucks up and beth just calls it.  tells her that she comes clean or beth won’t help her keep almost dying, so stella tells her that she doesn’t need her and beth moves all her shit out of stella’s apartment and its all rlly quiet, subdued and its so fucking sad

she takes the job offer she has at wayne security in charm city (wink wink) and doesnt tell stella, stella finds out when she goes over to her moms and finds beth there, with maia and her moms and finn, all laughing and grinning and maia tells her that beth is getting her own department at wayne security, that she’s moving on friday and stella fakes a smile, congratulates beth before she leaves and that’s the end of it, she never sees beth again

but then stella wrecks her motorcycle.  i think i mentioned once that stella is a little bit of an adrenaline junkie??  well she’s a huge adrenaline junkie and she was testing the limits of her newly redesigned bike, pushing it past 90, 120, 150 and then she just??  loses control of the motorcycle.  it just spins out and stella tries to stop it, turns into the spin and pumps the brakes which slows it down enough that she doesnt just fucking die, but not so much that she’s not close to dying

beth is still her emergency contact.  so beth gets the call, middle of the night, that stella danvers was in a wreck, is on the way to the hospital and that she should get here as soon as possible.  but beth is a ten hour drive away and can’t possibly know that she’d get there soon enough, be there if....if it came down to stella not being alone.  and.  well.  its not her place, never was.  so she calls lena, tells her the emts called the last number stella called bc its so much easier that way, kinder to everyone she thinks

she still drives through the night to national city.  gets there just a little after maia does, her eyes red and puffy from sobbing on the freeway, hands shaking a little.  thank god no one asks why she’s there or why she’s this panicked, bc she’d probably tell them and she knows that’s the last thing stella would want (or, well.  she thinks that at least).  maia just sobs out that beth is the best friend for coming, holds onto her in this desperate, damp sort of hug and beth just stays quiet

beth doesnt stay after she finds out stella woke up, is going to be okay.  she can’t right??  she shouldnt be here in the first place right??

so maia stays in national city to help stella in her recovery bc stella’s being stubborn and refuses to move back in with their moms, and maia figures most of her moping is to do with the fact she’s not allowed anywhere near her motorcycle anymore, but then she finds this one shirt that she knows is beth’s, knows beth has had since high school and its tucked under stella’s pillow and she puts it together pretty quickly.  the way they were friends and then all of a sudden they werent, the way beth came running back to nc the second stella got hurt, that weird pulse of anger, hurt she felt when stella found out beth was moving to charm city.  and like???  she doesnt know what to do with that information, she’s not sure what to feel or how to think about this so she just files it away for a later time, tucks the shirt back under stella’s pillow without saying anything

so eventually stella gets convinced to move back home, bc maia’s like hey.  i dont mind living with you and i dont mind helping you, but the neighbors are starting to think its weird that i carry you up the three flights of stairs to your apartment every day so finally stella moves home and maia comes with her bc they’re finally in a good place again??  they finally worked things out between them from when they were kids and maia’s not about to leave stella, not when stella’s like finally started seeing her as another Certified Safe Place.  so they’re back in their childhood bedrooms and then lena finds out about stella’s vigilantism.  mostly by accident??  stella’s still p much out of commission until her body’s at a 100 percent again but lena finds the mask and its a whole Thing between them, the first time stella’s ever really fought with lena and then by natural extension, kara finds out and then maia clues in and then the whole family has an opinion on it and stella’s just like MCFUCK OFF

and maia??  is like desperately scared for her sister, and she’s angry and she’s hurt that she didn’t tell her, didnt think that she would do anything to help her, but she also knows how isolated stella feels, how helpless she must be feeling, how stuck she is, so she calls beth

and when beth is beating around the bush with it, playing dumb like idk why you’d call me??  stella and i really aren’t that close, maia just calls her out on it like.  elizabeth, i know for a fact you were sleeping with my sister

oh

yeah, oh.  i have some words to share with you at a later date, but right now stella needs someone in her corner and that can’t be me 

and beth doesnt like.  doesnt even hesitate.  she drives her shitty beat up jetta the ten hours it takes to get from charm city to national city and gets a shitty hotel and is so, so nervous??  bc what if stella doesnt want her here??  what if she never wants to see beth again???  but then maia’s texting, saying that the house is empty if she wants to talk to stella and she does, she really does, like?  she didnt realize how big of a part of her life stella was until she was gone, until she had moved to a new city and met new people like she’s completely in love with stella, so she goes

stella opens the door and just stares for a second before she says that maia’s out for a while but beth just keeps looking at her and finally says it outright, says i’m here to see you, stella like its the most obvious thing in the world and stella’s so tired, she’s starting to close the door and she’s saying i dont need another lecture, i’ve had enough of those for a lifetime and beth lets her close it, knows her well enough to know she wont walk away from the door before beth does, so she calls through and says im not here to lecture you, stell.  i just.  i wanted to see you

the door opens

and its incredibly uncomfortable for a while, incredibly tense and when beth tries to ask her what’s going on, stella just hisses what, like you care?  and beth like??  normally would fire back with something, normally would let this blow up into a fight but she’s thought about it, she really has, and she knows that any time she can have with stella is better than no time at all.  that she’d rather take stella as she is, thrill seeking and too good for words and hard headed in the extreme, take the risks that come with her than have anything else.  so beth nods.  yeah.  i care.  i care a lot about you stella, and i shouldnt have forced you to make a decision like i did.  but its scary when the girl you love doesnt see the same value in her life that you do and it was terrifying watching you leave every night and not being sure if i would wake up to your face on the news

and stella’s like??  shit.  shIT, didn’t account for this at all.  but beth is very steady, is giving her this even-keeled look, keeping her eyes on stella but not forcing eye contact and she finally stands, gets ready to leave 

and she tells stella i love you.  and believe me when i say that transcends boundaries like platonic and romantic.  i love you, stella danvers, and i will always be here for you, in whatever way you want me to be and then she’s leaving 

and stella has a choice to make, two paths she can take and she stands a little unsteadily and grabs beth’s hand and pulls her back 

and she’s like im still pretty stupid, you’re aware of that, right?  and beth laughs, refutes the statement as she rests her forehead against stella’s.  you’re not stupid, stella, never stupid.  a little dense sometimes...  and stella laughs too before she admits, finally, i love you too, genius.  and i dont think i can keep doing this without you?  and she tries to backpedal, bc she’s worried she’s being manipulative or something but beth just shakes her head, says im going to kiss you now, ok?  and stella’s nodding fast, tears finally starting to fall when it all hits her and then they’re kissing for the first time in six months and theyre maybe still kissing when everyone comes home and maia groans bc like i texted you specifically so i could avoid seeing this ugh you guuuyyysssss