#i feel most like myself when i’m super platinum blonde

[simmerbeans]

any minders if i show yall my refreshed hair?

[digenerate-trash]

All of my teacher head cannons are based on my experiences with real teachers. 

that being said: 

More teacher head cannons!!! 

(this time I rated them on how well I think they would be as a teacher)

Doren

Lowkey would fuck a student if they got consent.

Gives off “I have a daddy kink” energy but not the cool kind 

Calls students Good boy/girl to gauge their reactions.

Will give extra homework to the whole class if one dude pisses them off

Has a ‘I’m the cool’ teacher thing going on but is really the most uncool bitch in the whole world. 

Would spit on you if he could get away with it. 

Is absolutely a bitch that says “I don’t know CAN you?” when you just need to piss

Will put stickers on your tests that say generic shit like “good job” and “wonderful” 

No one gets graded above a 95% because he personally believes that he knows better than every student and even some teacher's real “I'm the smartest man in this school” energy 

Will put on movies at the end of the year because he doesn't feel like teaching the last week 

Overall 2/10 I’m not learning shit in this class (out of spite.)

Mason

Needs approval from everyone for everything. 

Probably just learning the ropes as a teacher 

The cool teacher. 

Everyone wants a piece of this man and he just wants to swim

Could literally convince him the sky was purple he's a gullible mess

Gym body but puppy personality 

Would throw hands at anyone who harassed any of his students. 

Gentle teaching methods. Sometimes super effective but some students use it to coast

Super easy to get sidetracked

Undiagnosed ADHD man 

Students openly flirt with him and he's got no clue how to respond so he's just like “Haha good joke” 

Would not fuck a student no matter what, 

Clueless about other teachers and the inner politics going on at the school 

Stay in his lane king 

Absolutely started off as a lifeguard and doesn't know how his life got here

6/10 I’m a big fan of your class but it's only because it's easy. 

River

Virgin. 

Has a full life outside of school 

Like two years away from retirement 

When the class gets too out of hand wants to curl up and die right there

Stressed as hell 24/7 

Never married never will be 

Teaching style is harsh as hell but will stay after school or give up their lunch break to help out students who are struggling 

No days off in this class it doesn't matter if your exams are done. School is school and you will learn as long as you are here

Doesn't play favourites but he seriously should. 

Hates Doren (just has a bad feeling about the dude) 

5/10 I'm trying my best dude please stop saying you know I can my reach potential if I applied myself. Its math. I'm not gonna apply myself

Sirris

Says she “knows what I'm going through” but I doubt her science teacher was a MILF. 

Why are you always wearing low-cut tops??? 

At least one rumor about how a student fucked her over her desk and it was so good she hentai came. 

Gentle teaching style but doesn't take any shit. 

Has considered slapping students but never would 

Personal stories that tie into the lesson somehow 

Talks all the time about how much she loves her kid and how much of an angel he is 

Would love to get a tiny kiss on the head from her. Please

She brings a lot of momma bird energy to the class. 

Will touch your shoulder very gently 

Will then look over your test and say to the whole class “Remember to read the questions on the test carefully”

A student has absolutely called her ‘mom’ by accident and she feels flattered by that

Will put on bill nye on Fridays after a test to give everyone a break. 

8/10 Either adopt me or let me make out with you. I'm dealing with confusing feelings! 

Winter

Bro if Sirris is a MILF winter is like a super MILF with no kids. 

Big BDSM lesbian energy. 

Her weekends are booked solid and she has no time for school life to get involved with that. 

Wears SFW leather accents all the time no matter the weather. 

Has decided that instead of gray hair they want platinum blonde and they are rocking it 

Calls her students good boys/girls out of habit. 

Absolutely could beat any of the other teachers in a fight. 

She's super passionate about history and has several antiques which she considers priceless. 

Students who mock her subject are always sorry after she lectures them. 

She's happy to help students during lunch. But not after school. She has boundaries 

Overall 8/10. Im not confused. Fuck me into the historically accurate pillary with your massive strap. Im fucking ready. 

Leighton

Evil. 

Will fuck students without their consent 

Absolutely blackmails students and teachers. 

Dude jacks it under his desk at school while he watches porn after using his admin pass to get passed the website blockers. 

Will send teachers an NSFW link and then mark them for disciplinary action for clicking on it. (Mason will fall for this trick every time) 

Has never and will never hire an outside consultant or HR representative claiming its a ‘waste of resources’ 

Dude will rub his hard dick on your back while you're sitting in his office for detention. 

Piss kink. Don't ask me for evidence. I just get this /feeling/

Will take a long weekend more than a couple of times a year just for the fun of it. But will never allow the same grace to any other teacher. 

Has a file of his favourite students that he meticulously plans to molest. It's like a black book. 

Bro obviously watches teacher/student porn or 18yr/old man porn at school. 

Teaching style is fucking old school. Reinforcement through pain/ruler. Writing lines. Detention sessions are just holding a penny between your knees and standing in the corner with a dunce cap on. 

Plays favourites but if you are his favourite fucking watch your back. 

0/10 I’m not learning shit. And also I dread office visits. If you touch me I'm calling the police.

[mitsuribubbles]

whether its hcs or a oneshot, i do not have a preference at all, but something for comforting inumaki when hes sad (especially given that he cant voice his feelings very well) would be greatly appreciated🥺(hes so underappreciated like hes so adorable)

OMG THIS IS SUCH AN ADORABLE IDEA!!!! and I agree he is so underrated and it makes me sad, anyways imma hit you with BOTH hc's and a oneshot bc I'm so nice (no I'm not biased wym)

Comforting Inumaki Toge

Toge would be quieter than usual,

instead of his usual inputs he adds every so often.. he’s dead silent

Ofc if you ask about it he’ll most likely try to assure you he’s fine

But you’re smarter than that

“Toge, what's wrong? I know you’re not okay right now, please stop hiding it.”

Instead of answering, he cuddles against you

Cuddles and kisses are really what he needs right now

So you better give them to him

oneshot under the cut

It was quiet, too quiet. The boy with platinum blonde hair, covering half his face with the collar of his uniform hasn’t said a word today.

Inumaki toge isn’t usually super talkative, hence his cursed technique, but he still adds his input using his safe words. Apparently not today however, and y/n definitely noticed. They wondered and wondered what was wrong all throughout training today. It’s not like they can just ask him, he can’t exactly tell them, well, at least verbally.

“Oi y/n! Why are you so distracted today?” The second year, Zenin Maki asked in an annoyed tone. y/n breaks out of their trance and looks up at Maki.

“Sorry Maki-san, It’s just that.. have you noticed that Toge has been rather quiet today?” y/n asked, shooting a slight glance at Inumaki who was sitting on the bench, looking down at the ground during that moment.

Maki nods “yes, you should probably talk to him.” y/n agreed before making their way to their boyfriend.

y/n sat beside Toge, lightly putting their hand on his knee causing Inumaki to look at them. “You’ve been awfully quiet today toge, is everything okay?”

“Salmon” the platinum blonde replies, using his usual rice ball ingredients to communicate.

“I find that hard to believe. What’s going on?” y/n asks, Toge sighs before pulling out his phone and typing away.

y/n waits patiently, a few moments later their phone buzzes. They opened the message from Toge, reading it silently.

‘I don’t really know what's wrong, I just feel not like myself’

y/n reads as their phone buzzes again

‘I’m sorry if I worried you, I didn't mean to’

“You don’t need to apologize Toge, you can’t help feelings. Now, what could we do to cheer you up? y/n asks, giving a soft smile to their boyfriend.

Toge types quickly, merely a second later y/ns phone goes off again.

‘Can we go cuddle for a bit?’ y/n smiles again and looks back up at the boy

“Of course we can, whose dorm?” Inumaki points to himself before standing up and pulling y/n along by the wrist. y/n giggles as they’re pulled along by their lover. Not minding one bit how tight he’s holding them, or how they can barely keep up with the eager boy’s pace.

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[shadowsinger11]

Could you do Draco for the headcannons please?

I know this is like, super late, but I wrote it! Yay xD

Draco Malfoy NSFW Headcanons

Let's get this straight: despite being a prick™️ most of the time, Draco is an excellent student and an incredibly talented wizard of a sophisticated pureblood family. You can be absolutely certain that his parents make sure to give him the best education available, and even get him a tutor for the summer.

Draco might be full of himself but not without a reason - he's got a reputation to keep and expectations to live up to.

All this said, Draco is educated. This applies to sex education as well. There's no way Narcissa would let him get out of the house without at least learning basic biology from a teacher.

Here's the thing - Draco knows far more than the simple basics.

Yes, he's learned the biology. But he's enthusiastic to know more because he's fascinated by human anatomy, especially the female anatomy.

This is not said to make him look creepy in any way, or to make it seem as if he only cares about the sexual aspect of things. Draco is genuinely mindblown by how many changes women go through, their struggles and how well they manage to live their daily life despite of them.

The boy is amazed to know how many things a woman's body can endure and do, it honestly just makes him adore women even more.

So it's no surprise that, even during his first time, Draco knows how to be a proper lover.

This doesn't mean it doesn't take him time to get to know his partner's body, but his knowledge makes it way easier for him.

Draco does a great job at helping his lover warm up to him, asking thoughtful questions and wanting to get helpful feedback as to get more skilled.

Boy, is Draco gentle.

He really is so extremely tender and loving.

The way his fingers slowly ghost over your bare skin enough to give you chills, clearly shows how much he adores you.

He always makes sure you're 100% alright with everything he does and he's very observant; he's able to pick up on small details and cues to let him know if you're enjoying something or if you need him to stop before actually telling him to.

Draco is overwhelmed by immense happiness and gratitude when he first sees you naked because he truly feels privileged to be the man to see you in such a vulnerable state.

"Holy Salazar, she's actually trusting me enough to be undressed in front of me? She's letting me see her and touch her? I'm so undeserving ot this..."

When he first hears you moan, he's shook to the core.

It might be a short, barely audible, soft sound, but it makes Draco's heart beat like mad because he cannot possibly believe he's the one eliciting these sweet sounds out of you.

And god, is he eager to hear more of them.

Draco grows more and more confident, determined to make you moan and writhe underneath him.

His soft lips attach to your neck and cover it with slow, wet kisses and occasional nibbles which cause you to jump in his arms. Draco isn't one to roughly bite the sensitive skin or paint it with marks; he wants to treat his lady with care.

This boy loves giving oral, let's get this out of the question.

The fact that he can pleasure you with his tongue while also getting enjoyment out of tasting you and having you tremble helplessly? Amazing.

This is something he's genuinely happy to do, most of the time without you having to ask for it.

He simply spreads your legs and gives you that needy, thirsty look before diving in. His tongue starts with long, wide licks, eagerly spreading your wetness all over your core. Your satisfied sighs and gasp cause Draco to hold your thighs tighter and moan at your scent and taste, desperate to lap it all up until you're shaking beyond control.

Your fingers find their way through his platinum blonde hair and grip it firmly, encouraging him to keep going. In return Draco holds your legs wide open, locking them in place as his tongue flicks and swirls around your swollen clit.

When he wraps his lips around your clit to suck on it, that is when you lose it. And are you happy to lose that battle, giving into the delicious pleasure that turns you into a panting mess.

That was when Draco found you most beautiful - during and after an orgasm. There was nothing like the sight of you finally letting go. Draco loved seeing you so happy, relaxed and in an euphoric state of pleasure; it filled him with immense joy, pride and love.

Draco's pace would be very sensual and slow, at least slow at first until you asked him to go faster.

It was really important to him to completely indulge in the moment, to feel all of you and let you feel all of him. He didn't wish to rush things, he wanted both of you to enjoy the moment as long as you could.

Draco would spend a lot of time comforting you with sweet words and kissing you; your lips, face, neck, chest, arms, he wants to cover every area with kisses.

His thrusts would be slow, but oh so deep.

His cock is slightly bigger than average, and Draco would make sure to stretch you out and fill you up completely. Every time he reached your cervix, you'd let out a choked moan, nails sinking into his shoulders.

When you two were on your way to building up your climaxes, you'd encourage him to quicken the pace and he'd happily oblige, switching from slowly entering you to slamming into you.

I reckon Draco is a very clean guy and wouldn't want to finish anywhere on you, but he'd happily stuff you with his cum. This wouldn't be a problem since wizard protection is much different and it would allow it.

Nothing else would matter but the sound of skin slapping against skin, your mixed gasps and whimpers, and the heavy scent of sex as you both come hard. Draco would give your thighs a harsh squeeze before spilling his seed into you and effectively keeping it inside.

Draco is truly the most attentive lover and aftercare with him would be literal heaven. He'd be whispering words reassurance, telling you how great you were and chasing away any insecurities you might have. He wouldn't want you to ever, ever doubt his love for you.

Draco is a night owl by nature so he probably wouldn't fall asleep long after you do. If anything, this allows him to admire your peaceful sleeping form. He'd gently tuck fallen strands of hair behind your ear and kiss your slightly parted lips. He would let his finger lovingly trace your neck down towards your arm and then repeat the pattern, smiling at himself for being so unbelievably lucky to have you.

I unintentionally made myself soft and I hate it

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[strawberri-blonde]

My Love - Draco Malfoy

Summary: Draco questions if he is a good lover(romantically).

Warning: A little bit of smut, angst and fluff.

Sweat and sex filled the air as you rode out your orgasm. “Bloody hell.” Draco let out a moan while he gripped your hips in need. Steadying your movements you leaned down and pressed one last kiss onto your boyfriend’s lips before resting your head against his chest. The hormones that ran through both of your bodies simmered down allowing the high to push through helping you both relax. The boy lazily ran his hand up and down your spine causing drowsiness to make its self known in your system. You yawned into his chest before nuzzling your face in the crease of his chest. The way your bodies molded together had Draco lost in thought, causing the boy to think to deeply into the endless black pit of his mind. Draco blatantly thought of you and how perfect you are, beyond perfect even; and he just didn’t understand how he got you.

You had to be one of the kindest in hogwarts and the smartest right behind Hermione. Heck, you even were a chaser on quidditch, a damn good one at that. You had it all; couldn’t been with anyone you’d like, but you chose the boy with daddy issues.

Sleep almost took over until you felt Draco’s breathing quicken and it halted a few times as well. You took in a deep breath and tilted your head up to look at the platinum blonde and for a moment you saw how his facial features were hard as stone and his eyes held sorrow. You slipped your arm from under the warmth of the green comforter to caress his tense jaw. Startled from the soft touch, Draco snapped his head in your direction and tried to get rid of the thoughts so you weren’t worried, but you knew him too well. “Are you okay?”

“Of course darlings, just spacing out from that amazing sex we just had.” You rolled your eyes and brought his attention back to you.

“Well if it was so amazing why do you look sad. That’s not what I was really going for when I asked to be on top.” Draco let out a sigh as he played with the ends of your hair.

“No you were amazing.” You snuggled more into his chest letting the Slytherin kiss your forehead. “You always are.” The tone of his voice sounded like he was in dispare and it confused you so.

“Okay Draco,” you sat up not caring that your upper half was exposed one bit. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?” The boy didn’t move as you hovered over causing some of your hair to fall past your shoulders getting in both of your faces. So with his slider fingers, Draco brushed them out of your face.

“Do you think I’m a bad lover?”

You let a grin cover your face as you leaned down to kiss his lips. “The best I’ve ever had Draco.” The smirk couldn’t stop growing but then he remembered what he was getting at.

“No not sexually, I mean romantically.” You squinted your eyes, making Draco sit up fully then you grabbed the white sheets to cover your breast and your boyfriends groin. He let out a sigh before palming his face. “I’m a terrible person. I always think of myself.” You frowned at his words cupping his cheek into your left hand. “When my dad makes me feel inferior, I pick on others to make me feel whole again; but then it doesn’t work.” The platinum blonde turned away from you, too scared to be this vulnerable with everyone, even with especially you. “You’re perfect and I’m...” hushing, his thoughts you pulled him in a kiss and began to quiet him.

“Don’t talk about my boyfriend like that.” Draco tried to smile at your joke but it didn’t work. He could only think about how you deserve so much better. Letting out a sigh you kissed the boy one last time before continuing. “Do you remember when it was our first year and that ogre entered the premises, you made sure I was by your side.” Draco rolled his eyes as you pressed a finger onto his chest.

“It’s because I had a massive crush on you.”

Not paying his comment much attention, you began to list more memories. “Whenever it’s raining you pull me in super close keeping me warm and dry. When I’m having a bad day or I get my period you always bring me my favorite flowers and a chocolate frog, even though you find them absolutely pointless.” You let a smile take over as you moved one hand onto his hair. “When I first met your parents and I wasn’t looking as to where I was going and walked into that vase breaking it. You didn’t hesitate to tell your father that you did it when your petrified of the man. Remember that time I just got my period in second year and bled through my green skirt and you spelled it black so no one would notice and Professor McGonagall sent you to detention for that ‘prank.’” Draco did shed a chuckle at the remembering making your smile grow. “And when we first made love...” a blush made its way onto Draco’s cheeks at the mention of the both of your first time together and in general. “Who always made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl in the world and felt so bad that I couldn’t experience pleasure; so everytime after that, made sure I came twice as much as he?” The boy kissed neck as your words. “Draco, yes you can be the biggest arse out there, but to me. You treat me with so much respect and love.” You cupped his face in yours once more. “That’s all I could ask for.” His slinder hand ran through your hair and pulled you into his embrace with a passionate kiss.

Warmth filled both of your bodies and your love grew. The Slytherin pulled you into his chest and leaned back so you both were in a resting position. “No matter what happens in the future I know with all of my heart I’ll never stop loving you, Y/n.” You felt his hand moving behind you and when he brought the infamous silver ring in front of your face you couldn’t move. Draco slide his ring onto your ring finger and smiled to himself seeing how big it was on your little fingers, but it can be fixed. “I want to be with you forever and I’ll spend everyday proving to myself and to you that I can be a good man for you.”

Tears swelled in your eyes as you stared at his family ring. You pressed the same hand against his cheek and kissed his lips sealing your love. “I love you Draco Malfoy.”

Hearing those words had him smiling in the kiss. “And I love you Y/n Y/l/n.” Draco wrapped his arms around your waist and flipped you over so he could hover over your beauty and remind you how he saw you in his eyes; an art piece.

[easily-infatuated23]

At the Ballet (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

a/n: hey! i am a dancer so this was super fun to write. i’ll link the video’s of the variations discussed both here and in the actual story incase you want to watch it ‘in the moment’ also the ending is super cliche but i wasn’t sure how to finish

Y/H/H/C= your hogwarts house color

Dying swan variation

Kirtri Variation

pairing: Draco Malfoy x Dancer!Reader 

word count: 2.4k

warnings: super brief mentions of blood and cancer

summary: Reader is using the Room of Requirement as a dance studio when a certain blonde finds her and watches her dance

I am probably one of the only people in the world who would be unhappy to find out they were a wizard. The day my Hogwarts letter came in I was devastated. As a muggle-born witch, I had lived the first eleven years of my life without any magic or magical knowledge. I also happened to be one of the few lucky people in the world who was born knowing what they wanted to do when they grew up. Ever since I was three years old, all I wanted to do was dance. While all the other kids were playing princess or digging in the sand box, I was twirling around the play ground. When I started my first formal dance lesson at age five, I was hooked. Everyday I diligently went to dance class after school. I would pull on my pink tights and leotard in the car, just to make sure I was ready when class started. While other kids had sleepovers and weekend playdates, I was in the studio working. When I got my first pointe shoes I was over the moon. I could finally look like those beautiful ballerina’s I’d seen on stage. I could just picture myself in the beautiful white tutu, being lifted in the air by a handsome prince. That all changed when I got my letter.

Boarding school meant no after school classes. Boarding school meant no studios. Boarding school meant crushing my career aspirations. I worked very hard once I got to Hogwarts. I threw myself into my school work to try and forget the aching feeling in my body building up from not dancing. I was too embarrassed to bring my leotard and tights to school but I couldn’t bear to leave my pointe shoes at home. The pink satin shoes called to me like a siren does to a sailor. When the common room was empty or when I could sneak into a classroom, I would dance. The cold stone floors wrecked my beautiful satin shoes, but, I couldn’t stop. Every summer I would take multiple classes a day, trying to gain any training I had lost. Even though I was a witch, I had no plans to go into a magical career. It was always dance. Always.

By my third year at Hogwarts I started to give up hope. My training was falling further and further behind my peers. At this rate, I would never be hired by a company. Then, the strangest thing happened. One day, I was walking down an empty corridor when I saw a door appear that I didn’t recognize. When I entered the room, my heart skipped a beat. Inside, I found a perfect replica of my studio from home. There were mirrors on all sides of the room, a stack of barres sitting in a corner, and a piano. How had I never seen this room before! After this discovery, I used this room (which I later learned is known as the Room of Requirement) every single day. One day when I came in, there was a white tutu sitting on the piano, just like the one I had always dreamed of. Although I had good friends at school, I never talked about my intense love for dance. I had made the mistake of telling someone I intended to go into a muggle career after school, and I was laughed at by all who heard. This caused me to keep my love a secrete.

By fourth year, I came to school with all of my leotards and a full lesson plan given to me by my ballet teacher at home. She had even given me a new challenge too. She assigned me a set of four solo variations to learn and perfect, one of which was the ‘Dying Swan’ variation from Swan Lake. Although the ‘Dying Swan’ variation was not the most technically difficult variation of the group, the emotions that needed to be portrayed made it increasingly difficult. The girl, Odette, was transformed into a swan. She was cursed to live as a swan during the day and become human at night. While in human form, she fell in love. The variation is about when she learned that the love of her life had spurned her for another and it was literally killing her. It was this variation I worked the hardest on. Repeating it over and over, sometimes until my feet would bleed.

Today’s rehearsal was different. I had gotten the bad news that my beloved teacher was diagnosed with late stage cancer and that I would probably never get to see her again. Today’s rehearsal was for her. I was no longer dancing the variation as a girl losing her lover, but as a student losing her mentor. It made the emotions of the dance feel more real and intense. I walked into the Room of Requirement and put on my pointe shoes, making sure to do plenty of relevés and warming up properly. Then, it was time.

I put on my white tutu and waved my wand at the small CD player, starting the sorrowful song. I glided across the space, waving my arms as if they were wings. No. Not good enough. I started again. No. My balance was wrong. I started again. This cycle continued until I got so frustrated I cried. Then, I felt it in my soul. I finally started to connect to the character and emotions I was trying so desperately to portray. I took a deep breath and started again. This time, it felt right. I glided across the floor, I held every balance, I truly felt like I did it perfectly. There was no separation between the music and my dancing. It felt like the violin was the dancer and I was the violinist. When the end finally came, I gracefully slid to my knee and draped my arms over my outstretched leg. Before I could congratulate myself on my execution, I heard someone begin to clap. I sat up with a start and turned to face the intruder. A boy with platinum blonde hair begin to saunter over, still clapping slowly. He saw my shocked expression and spoke. “The door was slightly open and I heard music, thought I’d check it out.” he began. “That was…” he paused, as if he was trying to decide on the appropriate word. “…heart-wrenchingly beautiful” he finished. I blushed slightly, secretly hoping it blended in with the color already present on my face from the exertion. “Thank you” I said quickly.

I turned and pressed the stop button on the CD player before the song restarted. “I’m serious, that was incredible” he said again. I gave a quick uncomfortable smile before taking my tutu off. After all, I had other variations to rehearse and I wasn’t going to let some nosy kid stop me. “Thank you for the compliment but would you please leave, I have other things I need to rehearse” I said shortly. “But please don’t tell anyone about this, I don’t need anyone giving me shit about this”. He looked at me, puzzled. “Why would people give you shit about this?” he asked, crossing his arms as a slight scowl formed on his previously awe-struck face. “Because I want to go into a muggle career” I said matter-a-factly. “Oh” he said.

I took a sip from my water bottle and checked my rehearsal notes for which variation I should do next. I looked over at the door, the boy was still standing there. “Are you gonna leave or are you just gonna stand there gawking at me?” I asked. He looked flustered for a moment. “Oh um, can I or well, would you mind if I watched? My uh, my mother took me to the ballet a few times as a kid so I guess its kinda nostalgic” he said honestly. I took a deep breath and exhaled shakily. I hadn’t had an audience in a while. “Fine but you can’t laugh if I mess up” I said. “Deal” he replied.

Next variation on the list, the act 1 finale Kitri variation from Don Quixote. Different from the ‘Dying Swan’ variation this one is filled with fire and joy. I knew I could do this one well and I figured that I should show off since my intruder had decided to stay. The music began and I was on fire. Every jump and turn I did was perfect. Then came the dreaded diagonal. I would have to complete twenty turns on pointe in a perfect diagonal, then end in a balance on one leg. I always would get nervous for this part but I nailed it. After I finished, there came another round of applause, this one more full bodied than the last. “Merlin, that was…just wow” the boy said. I turned to face him a curtsied. “Thank you! It seems like I dance better in front of an audience” I said jokingly. The blonde laughed and looked down at his feet. He pushed him self off of the wall he had been leaning on and walked closer to me.

“I’m Malfoy by the way, Draco Malfoy”. He stuck his hand out. “Well Draco it’s nice to meet you” I said, reaching for his outstretched hand and shaking it. “I’m Y/F/N Y/L/N”. I took a step back and looked at the clock that was positioned above the door. “Well, I’m done for the day, if I don’t stop now I never will and Snape’s potions essay will never get done.” I walked over to my dance bag and plopped down on the floor, beginning the relief-filled but somewhat painful process of taking off my pointe shoes. “Does it hurt?” Draco asked. “Oh yeah like hell, but the longer you do it the sooner your feet go numb to the pain” I replied, placing the shoes into my bag. Next, I stood up and peeled off my pink tights. I had seen a video of a professional ballerina wearing her tights over her leotard and I’d worn mine in just the same way ever since then. Although I wasn’t looking directly at Draco, I could of sworn I saw him blush a bit. I pulled on my skirt and button down shirt, lastly tying my Y/H/H/C tie around my neck. Draco was still standing there, just watching me as I gathered my things. “Are you just gonna keep staring at me or…?” I said, causing him to shake his head slightly as if he was bringing his brain back down to Earth. “I was actually on my way to the library when I found you, are you headed that way” Draco asked. “Yes, I was planning on going to the library to finish this essay after a quick shower” I replied. “We could study together if you want, meet in the library around 8?” he proposed. I looked at the clock, 7:30, I could make that. “Sure” I said, smiling sweetly. “Just don’t sneak up on me if I get there before you” I joked. He chuckled softly. “See you at 8” I said as I walked out of the room. He waved.

It was surprisingly fun working with Draco. We both got the work we needed to done but managed to have some fun conversations as well. He asked me all about dance and my life. I told him quite a bit about myself, more than I had told to most. He cringed when I told him I was muggle-born but I didn’t think much of it. I tried asking him some of the same questions he asked me, but he was much more reserved and closed off in his answers. I didn’t mind, we are all entitled to privacy.

The next few weeks went by like a blur. Draco had started joining me for my daily rehearsals. He would sit in the back of the room and do homework. Sometimes it felt like that homework was to study me and my body but it didn’t bother me. A few times, when he would ask me how it was possible to do certain steps, I would force him to try some. “Bloody hell this is impossible!” he yelled. “How in Merlin’s name do you do this??”. “Draco its fifth position, this is what the seven year olds learn, stop fussing!” I replied, trying to fix his arms in the position. “No no, chin up, stomach in, arms up, straighten your legs, no your arms are dropping again, no don’t look down!” I giggled calling these corrections at him. “I truly don’t know how you do this” he said, laughing along with me. “It took years of hard work and dedication” I replied. “No your focus is down again” I said, reaching out and touching his cheeks. This action brought his gaze straight forward and directly into my eyes. We stayed like that for a moment before I removed my hands and took a few steps back, the tapping of my pointe shoes cutting through the silence like a knife. “There, you got it” I said finally, unconsciously biting my lip. “Run me through that last correction again” he said, taking a few steps towards me. The gap between our bodies was nearly completely closed. He reached out and cupped my cheeks. “It not this,” he said, pointing my face at the ground. “it’s like this” he finished his sentence. He titled my head up and leaned in cautiously. I swallowed hard. “Mhmm” was all that managed to escape my mouth. Just as I thought he was about to kiss me, the bell tower rang 8 o’clock. We both giggled at the tension that had suddenly been released and he lightly bumped his forehead on mine before releasing my cheeks and stepping back. “I have to go, I’m supposed to be tutoring someone at 8” he said with an air of disappointment. “Yeah of course go I’ll see you later” I replied. He picked up his bag and walked toward the door. He was halfway through it when he turned around and flashed me with one last smile before fully exiting. My hand reached up to my face and felt my cheek, as if it was trying to replicate the feeling Draco’s hand. I smiled and shook my head softly. I turned back to the mirrors and walked over to the CD player. I let out a small giggle then pressed play. Now I understood how those heroine’s in the ballet felt when their prince’s gently caressed their cheek, and I was gonna make sure to rehearse that moment again and again.

[im-like-if-a-girl]

*THE* mean-girl-dean-girl's Supernatural reboot MEGAPOST!

I'm gonna stick a little "keeping reading" here because hoooooo boy, this is a very long post.

Let's start with

Plot

Season 1

Dean kills John while they are out on a hunt in a crime of passion, but Dean doesn't remember because he blacked out. Cue Dean going to Stanford to get Sam and tell him "Dad's on a hunting trip... and he hasn't been home in a couple days."

The audience doesn't know what happened to John, but slowly figures it out with Dean and Sam as Dean slowly remembers what happened that night.

The entire first season, the boys are following the trail John left and fighting monsters as well. They find out Dean was with John, Sam realizes Dean has an unreliable memory, they have heart to hearts about their childhood and the fire, they find John's body, "how could you kill Dad?" but maybe Dean didn't kill dad, whooaaaaaa, misdirection.

It was actually good ole yeller eyes (Azazel) and he made it look like Dean killed John.

Okay, now let's move on to the first episode

Not sure how the opening would work, I would like the story of the fire to be revealed over the course of the first season, but maybe the opening scene could be a little bit of an establishing character relationships and backstory, idk, I haven't thought that far yet.

I'm thinking maybe it's like, Dean gets back to a motel room covered in blood and he listens to a voicemail on his phone from John saying he was on a hunt or something, I don't really know lol.

HOWEVER

I do know that after the intro rolls, we get a scene of Sam waking up to his alarm and "Nine to Five" by Dolly Parton starts playing.

Y'all know where this is going.

Cue a montage of Sam's normal Stanford college life (him sitting through lectures, walking through the campus with friends) spliced with scenes of Dean absolutely slaughtering a nest of vampires (or some other monsters, whatever works best.)

But

Now onto

Characters!!! (And descriptions)

Dean Winchester

Some lovely person on this site made edits of Dean with platinum blond hair and it made me feel some kind of way so we're doing that, homie's gonna have platinum blond hair

Side note about the hair, later when the brothers are running from the FBI he dyes it a dirty blond/light brown (insert jackles hair color controversy here) as a disguise.

He also gets tattoos because we were robbed.

Speaking of tattoos, concept: when Dean comes back from Hell, all of his tattoos are gone. His body is a clean slate, devoid of tattoos, scars, etc. So he gets his tattoos done all over again, which he doesn't mind because he made some bad, drunk tattoo decisions in his youth.

(And before you ask, yes, he does get one for Cas, either a bee or Cas's name in enochian, something cute.)

Dean goes to therapy after Sam gets sent to the Cage.

It's actually court mandated because he got in trouble, lol, he would never go to therapy on his own.

Along with the hair, Dean gets to be the grade A twunk we all know he is.

Sam Winchester

His hair gets longer in every scene he's in

No jk, but imagine

King of Microaggressions

Sam starts off like the sweetheart he is in season 1 but in later seasons he starts enjoying killing a little too much...

It's that demon blood, ba-by!!!

He brings up issues of morality to Dean, i.e. killing monsters who aren't hurting anyone. (Yes I know this is contradictory to my previous statement, but these two facets of Sam can and will coexist.)

Sam and Jess's relationship is explored further, meaning we'll need to start with a different inciting incident, but that's fine, I think everyone can agree fridgings are *(thumbs down)*

Sam doesn't truly know what happened the night of the fire until later, and then he understands why Dean is so protective of him.

Jess

She gets to live beyond the first episode

She is also trans

No, I don't feel like I have to explain myself and I won't 💜

She urges Sam to join Dean in a search for their brother, kind of gets pulled into the hunter lifestyle by association lol.

She dies on a rusty nail after fighting vampires on a routine hunt with Sam

No jk!!!

But imagine....

She's amazing and I love her and Lucifer also uses her as leverage against Sam and possesses her because I think that'd be cool.

She supports Sam 100% and also she and Dean are buddies, pals if you will.

She meets Cas Thee El and immediately she Knows, that is a homosexual.

She dies still so that we can have a Saileen Endgame but she's not dying the first episode or in a fridging. Not on my watch.

Castiel

He gets to keep his raw, light-fixture-exploding power.

I want more of that "I pulled you out of hell, I can throw you back in" energy except over dumb shit like Dean not cleaning up after himself.

He looks like a Dilf in every scene he's in, yeah, that's right, dilf with a capital D for *(GUNSHOTS)* *(gets sent to horny jail)*

Claire

She gets pink hair

And more time with Cas

And maybe a nose piercing

Feel like she should be able to kill a couple angels onscreen, punch a couple homophobes

She gets to meet Jack and teaches him swears and fun slang words.

She deserves it.

Jack

I says "that's my baby and I'm proud."

Jack starts off as a baby, but like Amara he grows up super quickly.

Like, baby to 11 year old in a couple days or less.

This is because Jack's emotional age on the show is on par with that of a 5th grader.

It's at this point when he's a young kid that he runs away from the Bunker and shenanigans ensue.

It's also at this point that Dean threatens to k*ll him.

(Still not sure if I want that in my Supernatural (threatened infanticide? In my Supernatural? It's more likely than you think) but we'll see. We'll see.)

Throughout a majority of season 13, Jack is like an 11 y.o. kid

Season 14 he's like a 16 y.o. teenager

Season 15 he's 21, you get the picture.

Listen, I love Alex Calvert a lot. He's great.

But Jack is a child and should be a child.

Kelly Kline

Kelly, baby, stay right where you are, you're perfect.

Eileen

SHE DOESN'T DIE

SHE GETS TO BE IN THE FINALE BECAUSE SHE'S AMAZING AND I LOVE HER.

BLURRY WIFE WHO? I ONLY KNOW SAILEEN ENDGAME!

She teaches Claire and Jack swears in sign-language. Castiel is not impressed.

John

J*hn W*nchester stans, DNI.

He's dead.

We only see him in flashbacks and only sometimes hear his voice in voice overs.

He's not "down the road" from Dean in Heaven, in fact he instead gets to wander around in some Purgatory like Hell for the rest of his time :)

People who get to say "fuck" on the show:

Cas (but only Once)

Jody

Bobby

Now onto other things

I want more of

Ghostfacers

(they need more screentime because I love them)

Dean/Benny

We know they had a thing.

They definitely had a thing.

Demon Dean

Again, I feel like more should've been done with this. All that build up for what, 2 episodes? was not utilized well at all.

Dean's Bisexuality

Straight Dean truthers DNI, my Supernatural is a show about love and being true to yourself

You think Supernatural is a show about 2 straight brothers fighting monsters?

Naw bitch, this is a show about the Gay Experience

He will get to have relations with men on this show.

Of course, only after John dies does he, y'know, display it. Maybe he kisses Cas on his dad's grave just to fuck John over, make him roll in grave.

We all agree John would be/is a homophobe piece of shit, right?

Okay, glad we're on the same page.

Dads

3 men and a baby with Jack is what I'm saying.

I love it when the Trio are father-figures to younger troubled characters they see themselves in, even better if it's like reluctant-but-loving father figure, oh, that trope gets me every time :'^)

Dadstiel and DadDean are my favorites, but I like it when Sam plays "Uncle Sam" to kids too lol.

"Fellas, is it gay to want a tight knit family with your husband, his son, his vessel's daughter, your brother, his wife, your cop mother figure and her wife and their adopted daughters? Asking for a friend."

Garth

Biggest flaw of Supernatural was underutilizing Garth.

I will never not be bitter that Garth was only in like, 7 episodes out of the whole 15 season series.

Every episode with Garth gets immediately 5 times better.

I love Garth.

Follow ups on characters who had entire episodes featured around them and then just... vanished???

This is mostly about Jesse, the magic kid whose imagination ruled an entire town like, his daddy was a demon and nothing came of that kid??? Only one episode about him?? No follow up???

KID CAN MANIPULATE REALITY AND WE'RE NOT GONNA GET A FOLLOW UP ON THAT?????

Uh, there was that one episode with Ennis the guy whose girlfriend was killed by a monster? I think?? Who we never see again, that was weird.

Tamara from season 3, episode 1.

And of course-

Cassie

She was so cool, and then we never saw her again :////

She gets to be a badass.

Religious imagery

As a former Catholic school student who has become for the most part, disillusioned with religion, religious imagery in TV shows like Supernatural make my brain go "brrrrrr."

Fun episodes!!!

Like, after season 6 or so, there's a drop in funny episodes

I'm talking Changing Channels, The French Mistake type stuff. (Scoobynatural is an outlier and should not be counted.)

So anyway

In my version we would have more fun episodes

I'm thinking

GENDER-SWAP EPISODE, BABY!!

(why they didn't do that in the original, we'll never know.)

An episode where Dean gets to wear eyeliner

That's it, end of post.

I want less

Racism

Yeah I feel like this is self explanatory, nearly every reoccurring character in SPN is white, and black side characters normally die in the episode they first appear in, or they'll be featured as a villain (Uriel, Raphael, Billie, etc)

Also there's a lot of... uh... asian fetishism featured in the show (what with "Busty Asian Beauties) that's really gross, also Kevin was a bit of a stereotype...

Also also it's super yucky how they kill the gods from other religions like???? Uh??? That's super disrespectful, let's not do that????

I know Supernatural is like, inherently racist because monsters are a separate race that are seen as some dangerous "other" that must be eradicated by hunters in a form of genocide-

Okay we won't get into that but

Still

Stop killing all your POC

Fridgings/Unecessary murders of female characters

I know Supernatural starts with a fridging, so this will be a hard thing to remedy, but

One death that really pissed me off was the death of Charlie

Yeah, that was pointless and we're not doing that. Charlie gets to live and be an awesome aunt to Jack.

And also Claire

Charlie Bradbury Superiority

Charlie and Garth get to meet because they're nerd/geek solidarity.

British Men of Letters

I fucking hate these guys

They're "litcherally" the worst.

The worst part is that the actors they have playing the British AREN'T. EVEN. BRITISH.

And you can tell

Uh, and that's all for now, I'll add more later.

tag list for people who liked my "if this post gets one like I'll post my SPN reboot masterpost" post.

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Thank you for the support, hope the wait was worth it.

[simply-trash5]

The Date

One of my anon sweeties had another Haikyuu request. This one is for Aone and lemme tell you, this was interesting. So this is my take on him. This is a college AU. I hope you like it. 

<3 requests are open

19. “Every time that I come near her I just lose my nerve as I’ve done from the start.��- 

Every Little Thing She Does is Magic by Sleeping At Last

“Hey Aone! How are you today?” Aone’s stomach dropped. He couldn’t believe that you were talking to him. Most people were honestly scared of him because he was so large and didn’t talk much. He also had kind of a menacing face. He had no idea how to respond. He just gave you a really awkward smile. ‘Dammit, she is going to think I’m weird. UGH.’ 

“Well see you around!” You flashed a smile in his direction and bounced off in the direction of your next class. You knew Aone from high school, so when you found out he was going to the same university you were really happy. He was always a nice guy, but he intimidated a lot of people. You always thought he was super cute and today was no exception. His platinum blonde hair had grown out a little big and hung in shaggy curls around his face. He had on his university volleyball jacket and a pair of jeans. You could see that he was muscular the way the fabric clung to his body. He hadn’t changed much, but somehow managed to get more handsome as time went on. 

Aone stood there in silence as you walked away from him. He had a crush on you since high school. ‘She is so pretty. Oh my God I have got to talk to her again.’ He had no idea what your next class was, but he knew he had to run into you again. This time he was going to ask you out. ‘Come one Aone.You can do this shit.’

-

Your professor had dismissed class. You grabbed your backpack and headed out of the building to see none other than Aone again. “Hey stranger! I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages,” you giggled and flashed him a warm smile. A blush started to creep to he cheeks and he rubbed the back of his neck. “Okay Aone, if I see you after my next class I am going to think you’re following me.” Aone gave a low nervous laugh and continued to rub the back of his neck. 

‘Come on Aone, ask her out.’

“Uh Y/N you look great today.” 

‘Dumbass.’

You blushed a little and gave Aone a giggle. “Thanks Aone, you’re really sweet.” You reached out and touched his arm. The sea of people on campus had died down and it was just you two standing there. The silence was awkward, but you still smiled at him. 

“Um, I, erm-” Aone started to talk and then stopped. He inhaled a deep breath and exhaled. “So, there’s this really cool movie playing Saturday night and I wanted to know if you may want to go with me. If you don’t I totally get it, I mean it doesn’t have to be a date or anything I just thought--” You put your hand up stopping Aone mid sentence. ‘Shit she is going to say no. Way to fucking go.’

“I would love to Aone. Meet me in front of my building at 6:00 and we can walk there together. I live in Samuel Hall.” You smiled in his direction. “Here’s my number…” You grabbed his hand and scribbled your number with your pen on his hand. The electricity buzzed between you as you ran the pen over his skin. He smiled at the feeling of your small soft hand on his. 

“I’ll see you then. Text me Aone!” You wiggled your fingers goodbye and headed off toward your next class. 

‘She said yes. You did it.’ He let himself smile a big smile and immediately put your number in his phone. ‘Now I just have to worry about not making myself look like a huge dumbass on the date.’ He swallowed nervously and rocked back and forth on his feet. He couldn’t wait for Saturday to see you again.

[efyra]

EEEK I WAS SO EXCITED TO JOIN UR CELEBRATION i knew it wouldnt be long til u post it🦋

can i get 🌷 im a female she/her, ravenclaw, im easily bored n a perfectionist idk if being easily bored is a personality or not lol facts abt me: im using a baby towel as my towel, im using a baby lotion, i love to collect anything that has simba from the lion king in it bcs my fav animal is lion n my fav movie is the lion king n i like to bake😋 ship me w whoever give me the wildcard!

i wrote 4 facts hshdhshs but i hope thats okay congratulations again my love😘

my sweet naila 🥺 thank you, my popcorn 🍿i really hope you like it!

✨ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ✨

and because i know you, i ship you with...

draco malfoy

Hakuna Matata?

note: just an alternate universe where draco doesn’t become a death eater

On a spring afternoon, Draco told you:

"You're wrong, you know?"

Your eyebrow arched. "Why do you say that?"

"Because it's true" he chuckled.

"Draco" you turn your body so you can face your Slytherin boyfriend "I'm sure we spoke for the first time in Hogsmeade."

"You're wrong" he repeated, still with a presumptuous and funny tone.

You huffed. "So, will you tell me when we first spoke?"

"Professor Slughorn had just passed us an assignment on Everlasting Elixirs..." Draco smothered a laugh when he saw your eyes widen.

"Oh no..."

"Oh yes"

And in fact, Draco was right.

The first time you spoke was after a Potions class during your sixth year. You had stayed in the classroom to ask some questions to Professor Slughorn about the assignment you were supposed to do, and for this reason, you were late for your next class.

You ran down the corridors to get to the Charms classroom, but you always were a little clumsy and stumbled on your own feet. For your luck - very lucky - you find something to hold on to: the platinum blond boy's robes in front of you.

Draco is pulled back when he feels something grabbing on his Slytherin robe. "Hey, be more careful" he said angry and when he turned to find out who had dared to do such a thing, he sees you and, for a moment, he is lacking of words.

The Slytherin boy kinda knows you.

"The Ravenclaw girl that smells like baby lotion and vanilla. What is her name...?"

But he didn’t have time to ask you anything because the second you two run into each other, you start saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." and quickly pick up your stuff that fell to the ground before running back to your next class.

He realized that you missed your quill. Unwittingly, Draco opened a smile and picked up the object, keeping it in his pocket.

"You stole my quill!" you exclaimed, pointing a finger in the direction of your boyfriend. "I've been looking for it for days!"

"In my defense, I wanted to give it back to you," Draco explains, "but you always ran away from me.

Once again, he was right: you, in fact, tried your best to avoid any contact with Slytherin boy; this was because you were aware of his arrogant fame and didn't want to hear any unpleasant words, but this never happened.

"Here" Draco extends to you the quill.

A surprised look appears on your face when you take the familiar object in your hands. "Have you kept it all this time?" you ask with curiosity.

He shrugs. "I was waiting for an opportunity to give it back to you, but..."

"But?" you insist.

"We met at Three Broomsticks... so I decided to keep it to myself."

Months after that first "conversation", you and Draco met again.

You were entering the pub at the same instant he was leaving; and for the second time, you bumped into each other.

"Can you tell me if this will become an annoying habit?" the blond asked in irritation.

But you ignored him completely, your neck rising up and looking around the place, searching for something; apparently your friends hadn't finished their shopping at Honeydukes yet.

Draco snapped his fingers in front of you, catching your attention - hating to be ignored.

"Ah" you gasped, remembering the Slytherin boy’s presence "I'm sorry, I thought I was late and...".

"Is that why you're still wearing a towel?" he questioned amusingly, pointing towards your neck.

To your horror, you still carried your Lion King towel over your shoulders and thought you would regret for all eternity to embarrass yourself in front of Draco freaking Malfoy, but fate had a funny way of executing its plans.

"But what's this weird thing?" was the question that started your relationship with Draco.

The second time you talked was much longer than the first; you sat at a table at Three Broomsticks and drank butterbeer while you told Slytherin boy the story of Simba.

Draco hadn't found the story super interesting, but he had definitely loved being able to feel your baby lotion and vanilla perfume more. He had loved to hear the sound of your voice. He hadn't been able to take his eyes off you while you made exaggerated gestures with your hands trying to describe scenes from the children's movie - he thought you looked beautiful, very beautiful.

You said goodbye to each other when your friends showed up next to your table holding Honeydukes' bags. And you thought you would never talk to Draco Malfoy again, but you were wrong, because, that night, he went to sleep thinking about you.

The third time you talked was the next day when Draco kicked out your partner from Potions to sit next to you. Professor Slughorn couldn't care less about the exchange of partners and gave you an assignment to do in pairs.

As you continued talking with him, you realized that the blond Slytherin boy might not be so unpleasant.

The first time your heart beat faster when you were in Draco's presence was when he held your hand when you were about to add an ingredient to the potion you should prepare together.

"Silly girl" he had said with a smile "you have to prick it first.

Then, one afternoon you were in Hogwarts library, researching in several books what you could include in the Potions report that you should write in pairs. 

"We should put this" Draco pointed to a line on the book's page.

It took you a few seconds to read what was written and you shook your head. "No, no."

"Why not?" The blond frowned.

"Because it's too obvious!" you huffed. "I bet everyone will write the same thing."

"Maybe because it's right?" he said almost incredulous.

"Writing something right, but still different is what will make us stand out," you winked. 

And it was on that day that Draco Malfoy realized that he might be in love with you.

Your first kiss was a few days before the end of the school year, after a hard exams period, you were sharing a couch on Slytherin's common room and a chocolate frog.

"I got dirty?" you asked after licking the chocolate leftovers from your fingers, turning to Draco. Unconsciously, you tilted your head to the side and your lips curved up in a little smile - at that moment, Draco thought you had never looked so cute, but at the same time, so irresistible.

Without answering your question, he brought his face close to yours, connecting your lips in a sweet kiss.

You and Draco were together, but you were not dating.

During the summer, you exchanged letters almost every day. You had gotten used to Draco's presence, it was weird not being with him.

When September arrived again, you didn't waste any time and got in the train, looking for the platinum blond who occupied your thoughts the whole time, but it was him who found you.

You two shared a cabin - and nobody dared to join you.

"Ah" you extended a bag that you were carrying in Draco's direction "this is for you".

The Slytherin boy looked at you surprised - and a little terrified.

"Is that a gift? I didn't even buy her a gift... did I have to buy a gift? Will she be upset? What if she...", but his thoughts were interrupted when you said, "It's just some cookies. I promise it's not poison or anything" with a playful smile on your face.

Draco didn't know you could bake, but he was pleasantly surprised to find out - especially since your cookie was delicious.

And that was the day he was sure that he fell in love with you.

He asked you to be his girlfriend on a Christmas morning in Hogwarts right after giving you a nice necklace as a gift.

And since then, you had brought Draco a joy he had never felt before - and which he never thought he could feel.

Your favorite pastime was to go to Three Broomsticks and drink butterbeer together while you talked about the most diverse subjects.

And Draco still loved to hear you talking about Lion King.

That same spring afternoon, you and Draco were in Slytherin's common room; he was sitting on an armchair and you were on his lap.

"You know, I still think you should watch Lion King with me," you say, your fingers brushing through your boyfriend's platinum blond wires.

"I rather hearing you telling the story to me" Draco answers with a smile, giving a kiss in the corner of your mouth. "Besides, we need to finish that Potions assignment."

"Oh no, let's stay like this a little bit longer."

"But that's for two days from now."

"Hakuna Matata, Draco. Hakuna Matata."

"Hakuna Matata?"

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #365

“i’m numb to the pleasure, but still feel the pain”

Are there palm trees where you live? No. Do you own any Hello Kitty stuff? If so, what? No. What’s your favorite flavor of ice pop? Blue raspberry. Do you like animal print? What’s your favorite print? Not really. I think animal "print" only really looks nice on, well, animals. Does your dad have any facial hair? Yes. What do you think of foot tattoos? They're not my favorite, but some look nice. I myself wanna get "11121" (a Silent Hill 4 reference) "carved" onto the top of my feet. Do you like bugs or do they scare you? Some do. I've gotten more into them though as my passion for tarantulas expanded to other inverts, like mantises. Ever seen the movie Chernobyl Diaries? If so, did you like it? If not, do you want to see it? I haven't, but I'd be willing to watch it. I find the whole Chernobyl incident to be extremely fascinating, so I'd probably like it. Did your senior class in high school have a class trip? Where did you go? Bitch I wish. :/ Do you have an instagram account? What’s your username? Yeah, two: brittanymphotography and eldritch_obscura. Do you like Gir from Invader Zim? I think he's cute. Do you or would you ever own a gun? Why or why not? No thanks. If I'm not mistaken, I can't legally obtain one anyway because of my suicidal history. I'm fine with having like, pepper spray and a bat handy by the bed, lol. If it was offered for free by a professional, would you get your hair dyed platinum blonde? For FREE? Fuck yeah I'd try it. What do you normally order at Dunkin Donuts? A chocolate frosted donut, and sometimes a plain/cake one. Do you watch football? Favorite teams? No. What about WWE? Favorite wrestler? That's an even bigger no. Funniest thing you’ve ever heard a teacher say? Okay so this is hard to actually explain and it be funny. I had this amazing, kinda charismatically awkward history teacher in high school, and when talking about some legal stuff I can't remember, she deadass quoted "Without Me" by Eminem ("if the FCC won't let me be...") like so casually and everyone fucking died, just from knowing her and her personality. It was just very unexpected. Do you wear a lot of makeup? What do you think of girls who do? No. Girls can wear however much makeup they please. Do you have a savings account? Are you good at saving money? No. I can't really answer the second question because of me never having a steady flow of money. Would you rather have a relationship or casual flings? Relationship, 100%. I would never have a casual fling. Do you know anyone that’s part Native American? Yes. Who was your favorite Spice Girl? I remember none of them. Have you ever tried to poison someone? Yikes, no. Have you ever saved anyone from a fire? No. Have you ever had a seizure? No. I've had sudden spasms, but never a full-on seizure. Have you ever had an out-of-body experience? No. Have you ever had a black eye? No. Have you ever had a tooth pulled? No. Have you ever had pneumonia? I have not. Have you ever had tubes put in your ears? Yes, as a baby. Have you ever been shot with an arrow or bullet? Thank god no. Have you ever had kidney stones? No. Have you even been bitten by an venomous animal? No. Have you ever thought about being in the military? Fuck no. I wouldn't qualify, anyway. Have you ever been sedated or put under anesthesia? Yeah. Have you ever used shrooms or any other hallucinogen? No. What upcoming event are you most looking forward to? I can barely believe my tat appointment is almost here lakjsd;ajwlej;rwe What was the last song you heard? I'm currently listening to Motionless In White's synthwave edit of "Voices" they just put out. I looooove it. What time did you wake up today? Maybe like, 5:20? Is there a vase in the room you’re in? No. Have you recently been insulted? Yes. Compared to someone else of your age and gender; do you feel that you have a lot to offer someone? N O P E How many days a week do you work? I'm unemployed. Is there ONE person you feel more connected to than others? Yes. What is your worst relationship quality? I obsess over the person probably leaving, so especially at the beginning, I'm paranoid and distrustful. I want to emphasize that I'm not the asshole that snoops through her partner's phone out of distrust, but still, the fear is just there. What was your most recent serious injury? A serious one? Man idk. I've had a lot or negligible and smaller ones, but a big one... *shrug* What were you most recently happy about? I was happy to see "synthwave" in this video title, haha. Are you a fan of cake? Oh yes. What is your favorite insect? Butterflies. Is your town beautiful? Ew, no. Do you prefer the city or the country? THE COUNTRY. Have you ever witnessed an eclipse? Lots of lunar eclipses. Do you wear lipstick often? No. You’re going on a date with someone you like. What would you like to do? Considering the pandemic, probably just like... grab fast food and sit and eat at a park. That'd be cute. You’re hanging out with your best friend. What would you like to do? It'd be nice to get back to Avatar: The Last Airbender while hanging out with Doris (her beardie that I adore), too. Have you ever written or considered writing a play? No. Who is considered the “black sheep” of your family? Why? Ha, me. To begin, I like all the "dark" stuff, I'm the unreligious one, the one with political beliefs unlike most of my family, I'm not doing what I should be... Why is your favorite movie your favorite movie? It's just a masterpiece. I love love love animals, African one especially, and I find it to be an amazing story of courage and dedication to family. Plus I shamelessly love all the songs, haha. What’s an odor you hate? GASOLINE. FUCK. What’s a sound you hate? Fingernails on a chalkboard. Or screech-y noises in general. If money was no issue, what would you like to do right now? I was initially gonna say go to Yellowstone, but fuck that hot weather this time of year. So, this brings us back to Venus' terrarium; I'd want to get a new one and better materials. What’s something you’re so good at that you take pride in your skill? I wouldn't say I'm "so good" at it, but I do take pride in my writing. What’s something you’d never ever dare to ask another person? Hm. Under ANY circumstance, I guess "are you pregnant?" There's almost like... no situation where I'd be comfortable asking somebody that. What’s the worst/best thing you’ve done without your parents knowing? We're not getting into that lmao. Do you know anyone who has a hearing deficit? No. What is one thing stopping you from becoming a veterinarian? I could never stand seeing so many hurt and dying animals and still be okay at the end of the day. Are there any opinions you used to have even a few years ago that you look back on and think, “I can’t believe I ever thought that way”? THERE ARE!!!!!!!!!!! A LOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The last time you cried, what was wrong? I fell and skinned my knees when stepping over this barrier Mom made to keep the damn dog out of the hallway and thus my room to fuck with the cat and eat his food. I previously twisted my ankle, fell backwards, and had one other accident with it despite moving stuff, and I didn't cry from pain, just massive frustration. I want this dog GONE. Do you like multi-choice tests or tests you have to write out? Multiple choice. Who last called you ‘beautiful’? Couldn't tell ya, bud. Have you ever caught a firefly? Yeah, I did that lots as a kid. Do you own any camouflage? No. What’s the stinkiest pet you’ve ever had? Uhhh I dunno. Have you ever been on the news? For what? No. Have you ever seen one of your friends get arrested? No. Do you put sprinkles on anything? No, I hate sprinkles. How do you like your steak? Medium well. Long hair on guys: yes or no? Yaaaaaaaas. Is there a basement in your house? If so, what is it used for? No. When was the last time you started a new medication? It's been a while. What is your favourite type of nut? Cashews, I think. Where did you eat the best pizza you’ve ever eaten in your life? I'm so fuckin basic, like my genuine answer is Domino's lmaooo. Did you ever watch The Rugrats when you were a kid? Yeah, I loved that show. I even had the two video games; I was obsessed with the first one in particular. Do you know anyone who was adopted? Yes. Do your parents’ professions match their college degrees? No. Do you write shopping lists on paper or just remember it in your head? I don't do the shopping, so. But I would definitely need to write it down. Have you ever used a lawnmower? No. Have you ever consumed so much alcohol that you vomited? No. Can you tie balloons? No, actually. My hands are just too shaky. When was the last time you were at a pet store? A few weeks ago when we got rats for Venus. Ugh, it is SO overpriced; they come in a box of two, and as I feed her twice a month, it's honestly quite a bit of money. Like if I remember correctly, it's around $16. FOR TWO. SMALL. RATS. I've recommended we just buy them in bulk NOT from an overpriced chain pet store, but the problem with that is then we have *too* many, and the nutritional value of frozen rats apparently does degrade with time, so I don't want to feed my snake poor food. So it's just an annoying thing we have to do. Have you ever taken a pregnancy test? Not like, an at-home one. I've been tested before surgery, but that was just a safety protocol. Does your ex still think about you? "The" ex, probably not. Honestly, who is the last person to tell you that they love you? My mom. What is the last state you were in besides your own? Virginia. Would you go down to see the Titanic if given the chance? Man, that's kinda tempting. Maybe. It'd be super cool. Have you ever seen the Hollywood sign in real life? No. Did you ever see a scorpion in the wild? No, they don't live here. Do you type the proper way? Have you ever typed on a manual typewriter? Yes to both. What was your maternal grandmother’s first name? Cecelia. Name a word that people use locally that outsiders probably can’t pronounce. Conetoe. You said it wrong.

[chaewon-62]

hi! here for the ship! this if my first time trying to do an ask box so sorry if i do this wrong. i would like to request for txt, enha, and nct dream! i’m 19 born in 2001 i have long dark brown hair but its currently dyed like the two toned hair with platinum blonde underneath and the two strands in front, i also have dark brown eyes and i am 5’4. im in college studying to either become a vet tech or emt. im a scorpio sun, sag rising and Aquarius moon. im an ambivert i really love meeting new people and making friends but im really shy and quiet at first until you get to know me, i dont like putting myself out there unless im super comfortable with the people around me, i do love to stay inside and just chill at home or hang with friends and i can be a very spontaneous person at times like a lot of insane things like skydiving or something like that draws my attention, i love traveling and i paint here and there. i wouldn’t necessarily call myself the mom of the group but i give lots of advice and people find comfort in talking to me, and friends have said i can get pretty crazy and loud and my humor is very sarcastic and witty so they think im pretty funny, sometimes childlike? picnics and carnivals and all that type of stuff are like my type of things to do with friends or even dates wise and i love music, absolutely listen to every single type i could think of. im a huge kid and animal lover and i love sports, not really into playing sports but i love watching. i guess my ideal type is just someone very trusting and loyal and really funny, i need to make sure i 100% rely on them and are also able to do a lot of things i would like to do but also willing to try new things between the both of us. im a huge physical affection type of girl, i love cuddles, hugs, hand holding anything you name it. my love language is physical touch and a slight words of affirmation. some kinks i guess i have are im definitely a sub, choking kink, hand kink, praise and i wouldnt necessarily say slow sex but like intimate at times and also hard core if that makes sense? sorry thats quite a lot

no worries you did it correctly! and it's not a lot dw :))

for txt i ship you with beomgyu! beomgyu has such a chaotic like personality to him and he loves being around people who match his energy!! he also comes across as a spontaneous person who doesn't stick to one thing so i think you two will work great together :) i definitely see him bringing you to fun things and some days just cuddling on the couch watching a movie. he loves a partner who he can joke around with and laugh together <3 so wholesome cause he's also always touching you in one way or another. gyu is definitely huge on physical touch so he's always massaging your hand and kissing you where he knows you like to be kissed. sometimes physical touch leads to more places.. he LOVES touching your thighs with his pretty hands since he knows you like them <3 his fingers are quite long too so he's always having you suck on them. i think beomgyu also has a thing for praise as well, so in the bedroom you two are constantly praising each other which means amazing sex 😳

for enhypen im getting jay energy! jay is also the adventurous type so he invites you to do fun, and sometimes stupid stuff but you both enjoy it. hes also always down to go to the carnival and win you teddy bears like in the movies <3 he can't help but show you off sometimes, so he tries his best to restrain himself. if he ends up accidentally doing it, dw he'll give you the best sex ever 😳 which also makes me believe he's a make-up sex kind of person. hes ALWAYS touching you ngl!! sometimes innocently and sometimes not, but he's a big baby he loves cuddling you. if he notices you're not feeling good, he picks you up and puts you on his lap so he can snuggle you. he likes playing with your hair or touching your thighs. he also likes squeezing your ass no matter the size. jays kind of a spanking person too if you're into it. he LIVES for how subby you get!! constantly choking you with his sexy ass hands.. one second he can be kissing you on your cheek and cuddling up next to you and the next he's railing you from behind praising how good you take his cock <3 he's probably the most compatible with you out of all the other choices!!

lastly for nct dream, i ship you with mark! he's a leo so you two have a lot in common and can connect on a more emotional level. he's very very good at getting you out of your shell to try new things and enjoy your time together. since he's taller than you, mark is always teasing you about your height and how he can easily pick you up. mark isn't the most romantic, but for anniversaries or birthdays he sets up a cute picnic in a private place for the two of you. he wants to be alone with you all the time he can't take his hands off of you either. he's also always laughing at your jokes because he genuinely finds you funny. he can be a teaser, so you two banter a lot but he thinks it's cute <3 ALWAYS holding your hand !! this man has such sexy sexy SEXY ass hands and he let's you know it. always touching your neck or grazing his fingers against your thighs when he wants to initiate sex. he gives off such dom energy so he loves domming you and have you suck him off while he praises you on how good you're taking his huge cock. during special events, he loves to go slow and intimate for you. if he's punishing you, he also goes slow to tease you. but if you want it hard, he won't hesitate at all 😳 overall, he's always trying to please his lover <3

[theseerasures]

Conspicuous Media Consumption, 2020

it’s that time of year again! *saddest toot from the party horn*

for those of you just joining us: it’s a “consume a different content every week for 48 weeks of the year” challenge. for a longer explanation, check out last year’s write-up here, and as always, feel free to pop in and ask questions about any and all of this content.

(same disclaimer as last year too: content for this project ONLY here, and not certain...*looks at my billion Sad Cop Lady posts*...hyperfixations.)

(man remember when i was big into X-Men comics earlier this year? better times than these, if only because no one's discoursing about Emma Frost’s woobie/war criminal ratio anymore--her w/w, if you will)

(...i swear at one point i didn’t exclusively like platinum blondes but alas)

Bitter Root (comic, 1 issue finished 1/1/2020): still very cool on a basic concept level, but runs into the Image Comics problem of just not having enough content to keep my interest beyond that. part of that is on me, for picking it up again BEFORE the second arc rolled out, but the first five issues didn’t really follow (or resolve) any cohesive story either, so...meh.

Immortal Hulk (comic, 3 trades finished 1/17/2020): still not gonna be something i care deeply about (maybe one of Bruce’s Hulksonas dyed his hair???), but i do want to give kudos to Al Ewing for sheer consistency in terms of sustaining this level of quality storytelling month by month for more than two years now. working with the dense archive of the Hulk mythos and managing to make it interesting and thoughtful is impressive even if i personally would not expend the same effort.

Disco Elysium (game, finished 1/18/2020): honestly i should have twigged onto what this year was gonna be like when the third thing i drew from the barrel was pure uncut Eastern European flavored depression. i faintly recall people ragging on it for being pretentiously cynical, but i actually thought its core slid more towards idealism than people give it credit for. also gratified that i haven’t heard anything about Robert Kurvitz using slave labor to finish it, which is a thing we have to say about our video games now!!! fun.

Watchmen (TV, 7 episodes finished 1/27/2020): i am a fool who wants to believe in Damon Lindelof and I WAS RIGHT!!! honestly still cannot believe that he pulled off this highwire act with such deft aplomb. might be my favorite TV this year, which is a pretty high bar given how much TV i ended up watching.

On a Sunbeam (comic, finished 2/1/2020): Tillie Walden rightly deserves all the praise for inventive queer storytelling, but i will say that on reread--since i first read this as a webcomic--there ARE some issues with pacing here that clearly come from the foibles of its original intended medium. still just excellent, even if after some plot significant haircuts i was having trouble telling a few folks apart.

Lazarus (comic, 1 trade finished 2/8/2020): it’s so good and i want moooooorrrreee--though obviously Rucka and Lark have the right to take all the time they need. the newer longer issues work really well with the epic prestige drama vibes of the story! i’m into it.

The Good Place (TV, 4 seasons finished 2/18/2020): i’m gonna be super honest: i actually wasn’t a big fan of the finale, nor the last season as a whole. it felt like all of Eleanor’s flaws vanished for a majority of the season, and the Chidi-centric episode where they tried to give a legible justification for why he’s Like This was...i didn’t care for it. still, it’s so good and unique on the WHOLE that we’ll literally never get anything like this ever again, and that counts for a lot.

The Old Republic (game, finished 2/21/2020): it’s an MMO so it will never actually Be Finished so long as the servers aren’t shut down, but i caught up on the content i’d missed in the intervening months. Onslaught thus far has mostly been...kinda bland tbh; going back to Imps vs. Rebs after all the shakeups in the previous expansions feels like a waste.

High Road (album, finished 2/22/2020): someone should tell Kesha not to say that word!! otherwise i was very happy with this album, and happy FOR her even though we don’t know each other. being able to find joy again in the same genre of music you made while you were being horrifically exploited is very cool.

Young Justice (TV, 13 episodes finished 2/28/2020): given how much the middle stuff dragged--STOP KILLING YOUR HIJABI CHARACTER IN HORRIFIC WAYS--i was...actually kinda mad by how the end managed to stick the landing anyway. the day being saved by Vic’s self-acceptance and Violet’s sublime compassion was A+, and even the Brion/Tara switchup was a pleasant surprise, though it relied on me caring about Brion MUCH MORE than i actually did.

Manic (album, finished 2/29/2020): do people still care for/about Halsey? i feel like even That One Song that was on every tumblr gifset ever has kinda faded into obscurity at this point. this album was...okay. i feel like people give Halsey a pass for extremely obvious lyrical turns that they wouldn’t for other folks because of her subject material--which is fine. not really my cup of tea, but i also listened to lots of Relient K this year, so that’s probably a good thing.

Jade Empire (game, 3/10/2020): the only 3D-era Bioware game that didn’t franchise out, and for good fucking reason!!! the Orientalism and appropriation really haven’t aged well, and even beyond that the story was...standard Bioware faire. even my usual “my wife’s a bitch i love her” Bioware type didn’t do it for me, and i just ended up romancing no one. it did make me think a lot about what level of cultural borrowing is accepted nowadays, and why: people still look fondly at Avatar and talk about how ~accurate and respectful it was, for example, despite it being staffed almost entirely by white folks, and the Orientalism ALL OVER the monk class in DND is still fine for some reason.

Alif the Unseen (book, finished 3/31/2020): interesting to have read this AFTER reading The Bird King last year, because it highlights how the intervening years have shifted G. Willow Wilson’s thematic interest and improved her craft. i’m actually quite fond of how her characterization work is rougher here--Alif is extremely flawed to the point of being insufferable, but it makes his development by the end more satisfying. Dina is also just good and i love her

Baldur’s Gate (2 games, finished 5/31/2020): well, having finally finished the series i’m happy to say that it...still doesn’t really do it for me, sorry. any awesome story moments were overshadowed by the EXCRUCIATING inventory management system and the combat (i still don’t know what a THAC0 is and at this point i’m afraid to find out). these games crucially lack the Home Base that later Bioware games were so good about, and that (coupled with the huge cast of characters you can drop off and never see again) really hurts the intimacy for me. by the time we finally did get one it was the Hell Dimension in Throne of Bhaal, and i was just...trying to get through it. (yes, i did just say that about one of the most beloved expansions ever to one of the most beloved games ever.) THIS particular iteration of “my wife’s a bitch i love her” was very good, but the game wouldn’t let me romance her :(

The Underground Railroad (book, finished 6/19/2020): honestly what is there even left to say at this point! it was exactly as good as every critic on the planet said it was, even with my usual aversion to hype. draining and horrifying in turns but still insistent upon a future for Black folks.

Steven Universe (6 seasons and a mooooooviiieeee, finished 7/11/2020): yes, i DID finish the show and almost immediately begin a rewatch. this series is now one of my top five most formative things, and the amount of love and respect i have for it is incalculable. that said: i once again did not love how the central conflict of Future was resolved (just the resolution--i loved the finale just fine). for all of Steven’s breakdown was built up, resolving it with “EVERYONE HUG HIM UNTIL HE CRIES” felt...cheap, especially since up until this point the show had been so good about treating trauma and mental illness with the respect and nuance it deserves. it made me wish some of the earlier, less substantial episodes had been cut so we could spend more time at the end.

What It Is (comic, finished 8/19/2020): y’all i love Lynda Barry SO MUCH. for the longest time i was worried that One Hundred Demons was more a lightning in a bottle situation but every book of hers i pick up makes me feel obscure emotions i didn’t even realize existed. the compassionate way she’s able to describe her child self and how weird and fucked up she was (and still is) is honestly aspirational.

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (TV, 5 seasons finished 9/26/2020): so here’s a reversal of what i’ve been complaining about with other shows: i was mostly lukewarm-to-warm about She-Ra, but the later seasons and the finale made me much more into it as a whole. more shows should improve in stakes and overall quality as they age tbh!! i still don’t actively love Catradora (my sole quibble with season 5 actually has to do with the way Adora kept backsliding as a character to make certain Plot/Relationship things happen), but i’m very happy for them nonetheless. i can certainly appreciate a show that will go for High Feeling over tight plot. dark horse standout moments: trees growing everywhere proving that Perfuma Was Right, and Hordak and Adora seeing each other--that weirdly intimate moment of recognition.

Fetch the Bolt Cutters (album, finished 10/7/2020): again i find myself not having much to say that no one else has said. it’s good! once again love it when an artist reclaims something they’d attached with negative affect (anxiety, depression, disordered eating) for better and brighter things.

Solutions and Other Problems (comic, finished 10/25/2020): i was very into Allie Brosh’s ambition with this book, which feels weird to say but i stand by it. it’s cool to see an artist try to make a new medium work for them instead of just sticking to what already works. not all the experimentation was 100% effective, but it was still delightful and occasionally devastating to read, so.

Legend of Zelda (3 games: Ocarina of Time, Majora’s Mask, Link Between Worlds, finished 11/1/2020): this was the third time i’d played Ocarina of Time, which made it the nice, comforting groove i settled into before Majora’s Mask blatted me in the face. i’m not usually a completionist Zelda person because...the gameplay in Zelda is bad, do not at me it just is, but i really felt like i HAD to be one for Majora’s Mask since the whole point is to get attached to the banalities of the town. i’m sure nobody’s surprised that i loved it, even if it gave me an existential crisis about how life goes on in the game for NPCs when you’re not there to save them from it, and there’s not enough time to save them all all the time (also not a surprise to anyone: Romani and Cremia gave Personal Feelings). Link Between Worlds...bad. not like in a “this is a bad story by every measurable gauge” way, but i was already struggling with the 2D playstyle shift enough that for the whole story to end with some “yes it’s v sad that Lorule is Like This but trying to steal Hyrule’s privilege is Even Worse Actually” noblesse oblige bullshit left a VERY poor taste in my mouth, this year of all years. i did audibly gasp when Ravio took off his mask, though. i’m currently playing Breath of the Wild in cautious increments; it’s the first time i’ve enjoyed early Zelda gameplay, but if they wanted fully voiced cutscenes i wish they got voice actors who...knew what words sound like.

folklore (album, finished 11/6/2020): my belief that Taylor Swift is Just Fine continues, i’m afraid. i LIKED this album, don’t get me wrong, and respect her constant drive to innovate, but i didn’t love it substantially more or less than any other Taylor Swift album. mostly i’m just tickled by how she thinks leaning into the indie aesthetic means borrowing Vita Sackville-West’s entire wardrobe, though i will admit to feeling Something when she swore in a song. i think it was like. savage vindication?? you go ahead and swear, Taylor Swift. you deserve it.

Shore (album, finished 11/19/2020): do people still care about the Fleet Foxes? i think there was some Drama with Josh Tillman a while back but i don’t remember where the discourse landed with who was being more problematic. it was nostalgic for me to listen to their new album--made me remember being an undergrad who exclusively listened to men who mumbled and played acoustic guitar all over again.

Star Wars (3 movies: original trilogy, finished 11/27/2020): there is So Much bad Star Wars these days that every time i rewatch the original trilogy i’m afraid that they will suddenly be bad, but guess what! they’re not. i love these children and their hot mess stories, i love that Lando doesn’t know how to say his best friend’s name. what stood out to me this time was the way Obi-Wan described the Force in A New Hope, which strongly implied that ANYONE can be Force Sensitive; that obviously faded with each subsequent movie, but part of me does wish they’d kept it.

X of Swords (comics, 22 issues finished 12/5/2020): i am enjoying Hickman’s X-lines!!! not so much here for the Grand Conspiracy or whatever, but the character work and highkey weirdness is fabulous--they FEEL like X-Men, despite all the shakeups in-universe. this crossover is a nice microcosm of all that: grandiloquently all over the place, but still full of cool standout moments and genuine hilarity. ILLYANA DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO SPELL MAGIC.

Fire Emblem (4 games: Sacred Stones, Path of Radiance, Radiant Dawn, Awakening, finished 12/14/2020): this was the thing that i was closest to giving up early on, but i ended up hyperfixating on it instead. that’s a credit to what the gameplay does to my lizard brain more than anything else, because the story and character writing is...insipid. it was very bizarre to witness this franchise blunder around with its animal-people racism allegory around the same time i was getting back into RWBY, and ITS animal-people racism allegory blunders. Awakening was the first time i felt anything for the franchise beyond “teehee red units disappear make exp bar go up and brain go ding,” so i’m excited for more mature storytelling in subsequent games (they MUST get better. they MUST). the child husbandry thing is...very bad tho, and Apotheosis being “challenging” entirely through the game changing all the rules is also bad.

once again no vidya games that came out this year--i’ll probably pick up Spiritfarer or Hades after the New Year, though (or maybe TLOU II! but probably not. sry Laura and Ashley). more TV and franchises this year, which made me feel In Touch with the Children but was also kinda exhausting. nothing was so egregiously terrible i dropped it without finishing! in a year like this that feels almost like an accomplishment

[qweenblonde]

Mean Girls 1 ½: A Beautiful Storm

Join Tiffany as she experiences all the ups and downs of high school, from dealing with crushes to negotiating with a hitman. Will she be able to make it through the school year without her friends finding out her dark secret or will she be forced to switch schools again? Find out in Mean Girls 1 1/2: A Beautiful Storm!

Warning! Contains a few swear words and possible misspellings!

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~Chapter One: Gucci Kween~

Author’s Nut: Heyy this the first fanfction I’ve ever writen! I no it’s not the best but I hope you like it! I already have many mor chapters ritten and i plan on postin at lest onc a weak. Ples fel free to leav fedbac and let me no if thers anyting you want to hapen next in the story!

This was it. My first day at Northshore High. I gracefuly hopped out of my glittery hot pink limo and threw my hot pink bedazled Gucci backpack over my smooth shoulder. I could hardly belive it! As I swung open the doors to the school. I was finaly hear!

I strutted down the hallway, my waste-length platinum blonde hair flowing behind me. I could fell everyones eyes on me. I didnt blame them really, after all I looked absoltely perfect! I was wearing my super sexy lite pink croppy toppy and my super duper cute and sexy HOLOOOO miniskirt that just barely reaches my booty and glitery white high heels.

And let’s not forget about my super cute and super expensive Gucci jewlrey! I had on my diamand gold Gucci earrings and a gold Gucci chain necklace and finallly not one but too silver diamaand wrap rings. All together the jewlery was worth WAY more than the lives of every single person in this school.

My make up was also perfect. Just like me. I had on super cute pink eyeshadow that made my glittering green eyes pop and foke eyelashes along with some cherri red lipstick and pinky blush!

I reach my classroom and walked in. Everyone stopped what they were doong and stared at me. I looked around and could find no empty seats. Suddenly, my aquantince Damian Leigh shoved a readheaded girl out of her seat and onto the florr.

“Yoo-hoo! Tiffany Mariah Lulu Margarita Kitty Swift!”, He shouted, calling me to sit in the now empty seat.

Sigh. I love it when people say my full name. I sauntered over, feeling everyone’s eyes on me. Specifically on my purky butt. I sat down, putting my 3000 doller Gucci backpack on the desk.

“Ohmagod Damian it’s been sooo long!”, I squealed engulfing the hevyset teen in a hug. I felt him smell my hair.

“I know right!”, he shouted.

“Hey there Tiffany”, a voice called out. It was none other than my closer aquantice Janice. She looked pretty scary but she was actuualy fun and hilarious.

“Janice! Hey! How are you doing?”, I questioned.

“Im living, arent I? I think that’s enough” she responded.

“Heyyy, do you have any food?”, I asked cutely, “ I have a case of the mounchies!!”

Suddenly, everyone jumped out of their seats and held out all sorts of different food to me.

“Oh my oh my!”, I blubbled, “Thank you so much everyone!” I graciously inhaled the food out of their hands like a fabulous Kirby.

“Youre ever so welcome!”, everyone said in uneson.

“Hey Tiffy”, a voice purred. I turned to see Kevin G. I always thought he was kinda cutie.

“Oh, hey Kevin!”, I chirped

“Whatcha doing later? Cuz Id love to see that thang up close.”, he smirked and he leaned over, trying to get a peek at my butt.

I gasped in anger. Who does he think he is?! I angrilly grabbed his head and pulled it down towards me.

“Whoa!”, Kevin laughed, “I love a girl who takes charge.”

All I could see was red as rage filled me and I quickly rapped my fingers aganast his forehead and sung out a little tune of incarnattian. Kevin looked at me confused before screaming in pane. Suddenly, he burst into a cloud of gold flacks that gentaley rained down onto the floor. I heard people gasp before rushing over and throwing themselves into on the flor trying to gather up the flakes.

Whoops. I sometimes forget to keep my powers a secret.

You see im not actully a human. I’m actully a fairy! I disguize myself as a human to fit in with everyone else because I think humans are super cool and adorkable cretures! As a fairy, I have the powers to not onlyly kill disrespeckful and evil humans also heal anyone I want! Also I have super cool beautaful wings that change color with my mood and makes me have a hevanly glow around my hole body.

I dont want every one to know that and freak out so thats why I disguiz myself and everyone just thinks Im a normal human and I have magikal hands.

Anyway the readhead girl found a seat on the floor in the back of the room. Class was pretty boring except for the readhead spilling coffe on Ms. Norburry making the teacher end up stripping in front of the super hawt principall. She was trying to upstage me and impress him but I could tell Principal Dammmn wasn’t interested in seeing Mrs. Whatsherfaces boobs especialy since I saw him checking me out earlyer in the hallway.

Class was almost over and I was just sitting theyre checking my nails when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned arond only to be met with the most dazzlin eyes I have ever seen. Besides my own of course. They belonged to an unbelievablly hot boy named Aaron Samuels. He was as beautiful as a baby giraffe giving birth to a super hot supermodel. I couldn’t help but gasp a little.

“Hey”, he started,” Sorry to bother you but im having a bit of trouble with this math problem. Do you think you could help me?”

To be continued...

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

8. Night Cap

It became a thing. Grace would have a Date Night, then she would have a nightcap with Simon… It wasn’t a REGULAR thing. In fact, for the first few weeks after he gave her and Xander their alibi (and Jalicia, apparently… They all were at Grace’s until after Midnight, whenever Jalicia went home), according to Grace, so also according to the others; Grace and her crew didn’t make any suspicious moves. Watching her was a little monotonous for those weeks. 

Then, some time in July, Xander came into the bookstore, looking worried and worked up. Simon raised an eyebrow and tried to pretend not to be watching, but he couldn’t help himself. The now platinum blond haired man rushed to Grace and was whispering frantically. Simon tried to read his lips, but Xander was leaning too low and one of the shelves was covering him in part. Grace was just beyond the aisle, so Simon had a clear shot of her. She looked startled first, then alarmed, then, she grabbed Xander by his elbow and led him outside of the store.

There, they were very animated in their gestures, a raised voice word here are there, “Using again” “Operation” “Heath” “Justice” were all that he could pick up on. Grace appeared to be calming him down. She came back inside, talked to her manager, vanished to clock out, then left. Simon got up and left too. This was the first time in a while something seemed to be going on with them. He followed her, hoping that Xander wouldn’t notice. He seemed out of it or something, so hopefully, he wouldn’t. Then, she stopped the car…

It was a rehab center… Simon furrowed his eyebrows. Xander was crying and repeatedly apologizing, with Grace telling him that it was okay. She was here for him. They’d get him the help that he needed again. Heath meant a lot to him. They were like brothers. She wasn’t mad or disappointed, but heartbroken that Xander was so sad… 

“Huh,” Simon said. Xander has a drug problem? He waited quite a while before Grace came back out and he was about to hide, but she spotted him and she was headed his way. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up. This is fucked up… 

“Simon.” She looked tired, but he couldn’t sense what emotion she was giving off, if any. “Please don’t do this,” she said. “It’s one thing to stop by and leave flowers at my door whenever I’m in the mood for space, but this is different, and you have no right to Xander’s life this way.”

“I’m sorry. I was concerned.”

“About Xander?” She asked, in disbelief.

He scoffed, “No. About you.”

“I can handle myself, Simon. Have been for a very long time. Now, I appreciate that you covered for me, and I’ll make it up to you somehow, but not this way. You don’t get to know my friend’s most private demons…”

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to find this out… Is he going to be alright?”

“He always is.”

“So… he’s struggled with this for a while…”

“None of your business, Simon!”

“Sorry!” 

She covered her face with her hand and took a deep breath. “I can bring you home and we can pick up your car later, if you want?” Simon offered.

“It’s Xander’s car,” she said. He knew that, but why upset her further? He was glad that she didn’t tack on some lie like ‘I don’t drive’ or ‘I don’t have a car,’ because she never used it to get to their public dates and where she parked it, there was no way to know that it was hers whenever he was at her apartments. He had to be careful with never letting things slip that she worked to keep secret. It was bad enough that she had caught him today, and he knew that this might make her trust him less in the future. But, he also couldn’t stand the thought of her lying to him. Secrets were one thing... but lies.. he wouldn’t know how to take it.

“You don’t have to, you know?” She looked up from her hand, exasperated and confused. “Handle yourself. I’m here for you. I’ll be whatever you need.”

“That’s too tall of an order for any man,” she said.

“I don’t have to be a man,” Simon told her. She laughed a little, but there was something in her eyes. He couldn’t tell what, but some soft emotion that he was grateful to bring out. He got out of his car and leaned against it. “Do… you need a hug?” He wondered. She furrowed her eyebrows and her walls were instantly back up. “Sometimes, when I’m sad, I cuddle up with Samantha… You could spend some time with her…” Her shoulders relaxed a little. The thought of hugging a stranger… It took her back and she didn’t like it. Hugging a cuddly creature, though… “Maybe she could meet Hazel and they could have a…”

“No. No, thank you. But… I might need another favor… with a schedule…”

He exhaled, “Only if I can come with.”

She shook her head, “Then forget it. I’ll go alone. Like I said, I can handle myself…”

“I didn’t mean to suggest… I just… I want to be included, Grace. You seem to want me one foot in and I don’t know how to do that. I’m trying to be patient. It’s obvious you have some things that you don’t want me to know, but I don’t know how to be half way there for you…”

“If you knew the things that I was trying to keep you away from, you wouldn’t even want to be a little bit there for me.”

“ I think you’re wrong.”

“You like to watch. You’re curious about me. You only stick around because there is something that you don’t know or understand and you can’t stand that. You’re a know-it-all and suddenly this woman comes in and she gives you bits and parts that you don’t know what to do with. An incomplete puzzle with missing pieces… That’s why you tolerate everything that I’ve been doing and not doing the past few months. If you really knew me, you wouldn’t accept me. I’ve tried to fit into the world plenty of times. I know what role to play, but I just… I like that you accept me now. I don’t want it to change…” 

She leaned against his car too, but now he stood up straight and moved just a little too close for her comfort, “My threshold of acceptance of you is like a tower to the heavens.”

Her eyes welled up with tears, even though she was smiling. “Simon…” She threw her arms around him, reflexively, but once his were around her, she trembled, but swallowed down her fears to stay here. She had definitely had much more uncomfortable touching than a nice, albeit strange, guy who was super into her and made her feel warm. “Who… says things like that?” She asked, muffled, with her face pressed into his shirt. “Who ARE you?” She looked up at his face. Theirs were close. His gray eyes stared at her, like he couldn’t answer the question, but desperately wanted to. She was about to pull away. She was about to convince herself that this was a bad idea and that red flags were everywhere.

“I’m whoever you need me to be,” he said. 

She let the tears fall and she pressed her forehead to his. “I require too much, Simon…”

“How would you know? I doubt that you’ve ever let anyone prove themselves…” She leaned back to size him up. She had. She had let others prove themselves… but they had been doing so since they were kids, just like her. 

She didn’t let new people in and right now, whenever Xan was shooting up again, Jalicia was severing ties and the rest of the Apex survivors were waiting on word from her… she just needed somebody else. She needed somebody who WASN’T a part of that, but wanted to be near her. 

“For now, can I just… chill with you after my appointments?”

“Yes.”

And he had become her alibi. Her parents saw photos of them in her social media and presumed she FINALLY was dating someone worth showing off. They didn’t have the highest opinion of him, specifically, but her sharing something with someone other than rescue kids from her old life was important to them.

She didn’t hug him again after that. It was an emotional day and he was simply grateful that she had trusted him in that moment. He’d learned enough about her past to understand perfectly why she wasn’t fond of touching or even with people in her personal space, unannounced. The way that he had learned to ask her if he could do something first. “Can I reach across you to get the honey?” “I need fly swatter from over there, mind if I get it, or can you hand it to me?” Little things, but all things, he made certain not to be in her space without noting that she was okay with it. It made her quickly comfortable with being around him.

To the point that she would wind up in his space, shy, at first, and seeming like she wanted to announce herself, to be as courteous as he had been, but also realizing that she wasn’t as good at saying things and, “I just want to be closer to you,” was DEFINITELY something that she couldn’t say.

But, she did. She would lean onto him whenever it wasn’t even necessary. Touch him whenever she was going to say something, or his favorite - whenever he made her laugh. And one day, in autumn, she said, “You can just do what you need to do. You… don’t have to handle me like that anymore…” She was looking at the ground when she said it and she blushed, as well. 

He just gave her a smirk, along with a blush of his own, said, “Noted,” but continued to play it safe, both out of habit and just in case she wasn’t as ready as she thought for him to be in her personal space. 

.

Without Xander, research was different. Things slowed down. He was usually the one to find and confirm an X. 

Without Heath, delivery was different. He was usually the one to handle getting the information where it needed to be - cases and documents to law enforcement and media outlets, etc. 

Without Jalicia - logistics was different. She usually helped to strategize who would be best with which X, plot plans and most importantly - cleaning up. The three of them were all TOP TIER members of her team. Xander had struggled with an addiction since he was about 14-15… Around the time that Grace was picked up by the police and taken away from their stomping grounds. Every now and then, he had a relapse. This one seemed bad. 

Heath was now buried. Jalicia was in mourning - filled with equal parts grief and anger that Heath had been killed. She still loved her friends and she was definitely too deep in to have turned them over, but she wouldn’t have, even if she hadn’t been, or if she had been that furious… Heath wouldn’t have wanted that. 

They had a questionable relationship, to some. He was a few years older than her and it made for some gray area at certain points - when she was 16 and he was 19… but… their relationship wasn’t like that. They had grown up together, shared trauma, been close when they were young. He looked after her whenever Grace wasn’t around and they just never felt that sibling connection that they felt with several of the others. 

Sort of like 747 had been with 808… Grace didn’t necessarily approve of them, but it was going to happen, with or without her blessing, and who was she to keep people who connected from coming together? After everything they had all been through together and individually. She didn’t expect Apex relationships to work out and they tended not to, but J and Heath had been going for about 3 years, and she had known him since she was 3 and he was 6… 16 years of friendship and 3 years of those as more… Grace didn’t bother her at all. If she ever forgave her, she would know where to find her. 

But, that left Grace without a team. 

Sure, she had trusted individuals who were faithful and vengeful. 808 would rush to her upon knowing that 747 was back in rehab and 152 was murdered… 227… grieving… 425, 368, and Lucy had been on a few before… but the work to get to Date Night was the most important and none of them were able to fill in for the others. So, Grace had been slowly doing it all herself, with Simon watching and wanting to help, but not wanting to let her know that he had been intruding. What if she lost her trust in him just when she was starting to give it to him? 

So, for her own good, he began to monitor her operation a little bit more closely. He began to take his searching deeper into her business… into her devices… into her places she ventured… He… set up cameras and spyware. He wasn’t proud of this, but he also was concerned. 

At some point, he knew that excuse wouldn’t work. Like, for instance, if she found out about everything he did to keep tabs on her, Even her gracious acceptance for his weird habit and creepy behavior would falter if she knew how much he knew… how much information he had taken from her without her permission. 

Simon began to try learning how to shoot a gun. He wanted to get a license… He wasn’t sure why. Maybe because Grace’s life seemed so dangerous and he was desperate to try to protect her? Because, truth be told, he wasn’t extremely fond of guns at the time. 

Washington was an open carry state, so he figured he’d learn to shoot and get a gun. Just in case. Turns out… he sort of… liked guns. Once he got used to the idea and the handling, he started looking at different types and styles, studying them in his spare time, either while staked out on Grace’s Date Nights, or whenever she fell asleep after a nightcap. He started to think, Hell… maybe he might even start a gun collection. Maybe he had too much time on his hands. He wasn’t sure how that could be, because for the most part, all of his time was consumed by Grace.

09. I Was in a Gang Once

[mellarkablegirl]

THE TIME OF MY LIFE

I promised a new chapter every Thursday and I intend to keep my promise. All your feedback and likes are so so appreciated.

CHAPTER1

The descent into Sydney International seemed to be taking forever and after a 22-hour long journey, I was in no mood for patience. My jittering and bouncing knee annoyed the distinguished looking man in the seat next to me , he’d introduced himself as Seneca at the beginning of the journey and one look at his sleazy smile told me , that the next 18 hours of my life were going to be an endeavor to ignore my seat mate. And If my disinterested looks and earphones weren’t enough to tell him off, I was sure my famous cold brushoffs would be quite enough. At least that’s what Gale always told me. Ahh, Gale, my stereotypically male best friend that I was sure I was hallway in love with. Gale was my first crush, on the first day of uni we got paired up for an icebreaker session. I hurt his ego by saying he was too skinny to play hulk and he shot right back by calling me Catnip. I expected for it to go all downhill from there, but weirdly enough we bonded instead. I developed a gigantic crush that just refuses to go away and he dated other girls (lots and lots of other girls) before he found his “one”, Madge Undersee.  That was off course until she stomped all over his heart and chose to move on pretty quickly. These days Gale spent most of his time moping around and being super clingy.

Pondering on my life so far seemed to be taking my mind of the creep sitting less than a foot away from me and the nervousness of what the next 6 months hold in store for me, so that’s exactly what I did. I quickly rehashed my inner monologue looking out over the blue ocean just off the Sydney coast. I was so glad that last window seat for empty and up for grabs! Anyway, here’s what I said(mentally):

“My name is Katniss Everdeen, I’m almost 21 years old, I’m from Panem , I study at the Polytechnic college with a major in Product Design , I’m doing a semester abroad program in Sydney Australia for the next 6 months , I’m going to miss my family , I love my family? I’m excited to get this ball rolling, I’m also a little nervous. “The sudden jerk of turbulence brings me out of my reverie, and with only minutes left to land I decide that this, this is going to be the time of my life and I am going to seize it.

The people here seemed so much friendlier and welcoming than back home, and their accents were adorable, the hospitality was pulling me in and I had to shake myself. Its barely been an hour since you’re here and you’re already getting soft, get a grip K! I wheeled my bags out and looked up the concourse calculating how I’d get to my new home, when a loud “Katniss!” echoed behind me. I whipped around, that voice I’d know anywhere. A little way up the concourse stood Cinna, or uncle Cinna as my mother would insist, he used to be my favorite relative before he up and moved to the other side of the world. He now beamed at me with arms open, it had been too long since I saw him and all of the emotions bubbled up and I ran into his arms, a little sob escaping here and there. An appearance of a familiar person suddenly quelled my fears, I wasn’t completely alone and this whole endeavor was going to be a walk in the park. That’s when I saw his wife standing behind, smiling encouragingly with a bundled-up baby in her arms. The cold out here was biting and Portia coming to the airport with baby Rue made me feel oh so special, especially in this weather.

“Come on squirt time to get you indoors and settled in “and with that we were off, on the car ride home we reacquainted ourselves with each other’s lives. Cinna now ran a full-fledged salon in the city and the small family lived in a cute suburban house just a few miles out of the CBD. Portia was a celebrity stylist and her flexible hours allowed her to spend more time with baby Rue who turned 1 this fall. Since the university residences wouldn’t open until next week, my first week in Sydney would be spent with Cinna and his family at their home. I settled in pretty quickly, Cinna and Portia were oh so welcoming but tiny little Rue had stolen my heart. I doubted I’d ever felt so connected and protective of a baby, save for when Prim was born.

Oh Prim! I almost forgot; it was almost time for our video call. Before I left, I promised my baby sister that I’d update her almost everyday on what I had been up to. But video calls were saved for weekends and special events. Looking at the clock I calculated the 5 and half hour time difference and decided it was too early to call home. So, I wandered into the living room, looking for something to entertain myself with. In the week that had passed I had spent most of my time outdoors, discovering the new city, going on lunch dates with Portia and stocking up of all the essentials I’d need once I moved into the dorms.

I was excited, I had been living alone for a few years as I attended Polytechnic but the whole vibe of this city was fascinating to me. The cultural diversity, the fast-paced life and the whole place in general made it seem like some kind of Hollywood production. Moving in day, dawned and it was cold. No one had warned me that Australia in June was as freezing as a tundra. But with the help of Cinna and a cute RA, that introduced himself as Darius, I was all set.  After a round of hugs and take care of your self’s I was finally left alone, not before I promised to keep Portia updated and drop in for dinner one of the days. As I plonked myself on the mattress, I let out a long sigh, here goes 6 months of new experiences I thought. Gathering up my stuff for the kitchen , I walked out only to run smack dab into a tall girl with a pixie cut and a sneer on her face , “Oh so you’re in number 8 “, she said “ Clove Richardson , the room across yours is mine and my friend Glim lives in number 1 , we’re both from the UK” she said extending her hand for a greeting. I was taken aback by the abruptness of her behavior but introduced myself nonetheless, she asked for my social media and swiftly added me to the group chat with all the girls that stayed in the apartment. I had moved into an 8-bedroom apartment in the student village right across from my campus. As she walked away, she announced that since I was finally here, we’d have a house meeting this evening.

Nodding my head, I started placing my bowls and utensils into a shelf when a quiet voice behind me startled me,” Oh I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you, I just wanted to get my groceries in. “I turned around and in front of me stood a waif like girl, she had a head full of curly auburn hair and the kindest pair of green eyes I’d seen ever, something about her seemed familiar but I couldn’t put my finger down on what.” I’m Annie Cresta and you must be Katniss? “she said with an enquiring look, I merely nodded. “Wait Annie Cresta? Do you happen to know a Finnick? Finnick Odair?” I asked suddenly remembering where I knew her from, “Why yes, how do you know Finn?” she asked a perplexed look taking over her face. I started laughing at what a small world this was, explain to her how Finn and I were good friends back in school and that he had mentioned his girlfriend ‘Annie’ multiple times during their conversations. Annie smiled, a tiny hint of mischief in her eyes and asked me how I’d settled in. I rehashed my run in with Clove and that I knew Darius. She invited me to the open barbeque later this week and all I could do was nod unsurely. I may have been hell bent on getting new experiences, but I sure wasn’t an out going person to start off with. For a matter of fact, I hated parties and large gatherings, but telling sweet Annie that there was no way I’d be found dead at that barbeque was just plain mean .I holed myself up in my room until a soft knock and Annie’s voice told me everyone had gathered out in the living room .

As I looked around the room, I noticed Clove taking to a beautiful looking girl with platinum blonde locks and expensive looking clothes, that I concluded to be the Glim she had mentioned before. Annie was speaking to a girl in mechanic overalls with her hair up in a high ponytail. I smiled at Celina the exchange student from Japan, who’d introduced herself to me during student orientation. The last two girls looked like twins but with completely opposing personas. “Listen up bitches! Let’s call this meeting to order and let’s get acquainted yeah? “the one in the overalls called out. “I’m Johanna Mason. I live in room 7 and I’m a forestry major” she nodded as if to prod the rest to follow her lead. Glim turned out to be Glimmer Roberts a data analytics major, Clove was in room 2 and a Business major. The twins were in room 3 and 5 and introduced themselves as Maria and Eva Leeg. Room 4 was Annie and room 6 was Celina and room 7 seemed to be empty so far. The girl assigned to it hadn’t turned up so far. A chore roster sheet was hung up and storage shelves divided up among the residents pretty quickly and efficiently. And rule sheets were quickly passed around. Just as I was turning around Annie called to me,” Hey Kat! Sorry can I call you Kat?” I nodded and chose to let her have her way, “Finn is coming down from Melbourne this weekend, and he wanted to know if you’d like to catch up “she asked. I nodded a little overenthusiastically, I was feeling a little left out and meeting with an old friend from home seemed to be a great idea. “I’d love too, I’ll text him and let him know, Thanks Annie! “I called as I retreated to my room.

After I texted Finn to let him know he asked if it was alright to invite another friend of his that lived in the area, I understood he had little time and agreed to it. I spent a bunch of time scrolling through Instagram, looking at what everyone back home had got up to in the last week. I wasn’t big on social media but Instagram and Tumblr had always been my weakness. Getting bored of it after a while I looked up at the clock on my study table, it flashed 8:30. Still too early to go to bed, I spent a while switching from the rather useless apps on my phone before I came up on Tinder.  I had all but sworn off the app after my last disastrous date back home, but decided there was no harm in checking out what Sydney had to offer. I swiped left on multiple Chris Hemsworth lookalikes with shitty bios before I stumbled upon the account of Darius, he was cute and had seemed to flirt with me when He helped me yesterday, so I swiped right on his goofy grin and besides he had a really smart bio too. I kept swiping for a bit before another one caught my eye. His name said Peeta, and his only picture was a shot of his eyes hidden behind a thick bound book. The quirked-up eyebrow and black framed glasses added to the adorableness of this picture. His bio said “Hummus where the Peeta is” and I genuinely cracked up I swiped right just as a notification for a match came in. For a second, I thought I had matched with cute bread guy. But the notification said Darius. An unknown feeling bubbled up inside as I deleted Tinder on an impulse. I threw my phone across the bed and pulled a novel from the nearby shelf, snuggling in to read myself to sleep. But I could barely concentrate, my mind kept wandering to bread guy. I berated myself, this is what you get for opening Tinder when you’ve sworn of it Katniss! Giving up hop on getting anything done tonight, I shut the night light and burrowed under the quilts and pillows on my bed. Willing myself not to dream of fresh baked bread and comfortable arms to snuggle into.

[agreste-image]

☕️ your classmates!

Well, this is going to get a little long, probably. I mean, there’s 14 other people.

In general, I like them all to a degree. Some I consider my best friends, some I’m just not close to, others are...

Not nice people.

We’ll just go for a paragraph per person. Skipping myself, obviously, I’m not my own classmate.

Soooo... Chloe, then. She manages to fall under both not a nice person and a best friend. Even I’m not really sure how. She can be kind when she wants to be, and she was my only friend for years. I hope I can help her be more of herself, not just a little platinum blonde echo of Audrey, because I think she’s struggling too.

Alya, I’d like to think, I’m kind of close to. Not as close as I could be, considering she’s dating one of my best friends. She’s a nice person, wayyyy too freaking brave, though. How many time have Ladybug and Chat Noir had to physically relocate her out of the danger zone of an akuma? I guess it’s kind of admirable, though, that she’s willing to do that for the sake of providing information to the public. Sometimes, though... she needs to do actual research... I’m definitely a huge part of that whole nightmare situation, though.

Her boyfriend, though. That’s Nino! You guys have probably seen me talk about him on here sometimes. He was the first one to actually give me a chance when I started going to public school, everyone else just assumed I was going to be like Chloe. He’s kinda my hero? All he knew about me was that I was friends with Chloe but all it took for him to decide to befriend me was watching me try and get gum off a seat. He knows what his goals are and he goes for them, though he does get pretty frustrated when things don’t go the way he hoped, but he’s quick to forgive other people when they mess up and damn I know that’s hard to do. He’s ALSO recklessly brave, like Alya... I thought I was going to have a heart attack when Anansi was a thing. Augh.

Sabrina is... weird. You’d think I’d know her a little more, given she’s always with Chloe, but I really don’t? I don’t know if I’ve ever spoken to her one on one. She’s eager to please Chloe, but I don’t think that extends to anyone else, not quite the same way. I know a lot of people feel bad for her because she basically acts as Chloe’s servant, but I, uh. Don’t? Obviously it’s not a good relationship, but I remember bits and pieces of the One Time Sabrina was partnered with Marinette and Chloe on a project, and Sabrina’s capable of being just as mean and manipulative as Chloe. She’s just more submissive, for some reason. I dunno.

Rose is like what I would be if I was incapable of truly recognizing the cruelties of people. It is SO strange. I’ve never seen anyone as optimistic and bubbly as her. I like being around her, but in small doses. She can be a little airheaded sometimes, which makes planning things with her just a bit of a headache, because she’s always so excited about everything...? Once you get it all ironed out fully, though, usually it’s okay. She’s not a planning person, definitely spontaneous, or at least that’s the impression I get. She’s the singer for a rock band, actually, Kitty Section. I play keyboard for them sometimes.

I feel like I have to talk about Juleka after Rose. They’re a pair- dating, maybe??- I almost never see one without the other. Juleka’s pretty opposite to Rose. Rose is bright and loud, Juleka’s dark and quiet. Short and tall, outgoing and shy, confident and too hard on herself. She wants to model, or did at one point, and I fully believe she’d go quite far if she put her mind to it, but she is so. Painfully. Shy. It’s nice to see her with Rose and her other friends because she’s not trying to curl in on herself and not be seen. Unfortunately, because of that shyness, I really don’t know her very well. I’ve made some attempts to get to know her better, but, ah, to get her to talk requires Rose’s presence, and third-wheeling is awkward.

Kim is... yeesh. Competition is fun, but life isn’t a competition!! You don’t have to constantly dare everyone to ridiculous things. Sometimes it’s fun, but my god, Kim, dial it back. I’ll give him this, he’s calmed that down somewhat in the last few years. but beyond that, I barely know the guy. I’ll admit, my most prominent memories of him usually involve akuma, so that probably makes me subtly wary, but those weren’t his fault. I should try and hang out with him sometime, really, and actually get to know him.

I don’t know Ivan very well either. He’s quiet, seems grumpy a lot of the time, but I think that’s just his default expression. He and Mylene seem very happy together, which is. Surprising to me. Mostly because of how they got together. I know he’s ridiculously honest, I’ve seen him try to lie and it was... so embarrassing to watch. I should try spending time with him as well.

Max I’ve been around, but again, am not super close to. I’ll be perfectly honest, his intelligence is a little intimidating at times, while occasionally making things awkward when he takes stuff too seriously. But, wow, he made Markov. Who I would count as a classmate if he was able to participate, but he’s not, at the moment he’s... well, not recognized as a person, legally, yet. 

Alix is always the one taking Kim up on his dares. Usually, her conditions are that he stop making dares, which makes me laugh. She’s very comfortable and confident with who she is and doesn’t ever seem afraid to speak her mind, which does lead to some fights when she won’t admit she was in the wrong for a little while. She comes around, though. I admire that, and yet again, I realize I should probably try to spend more time with her.

Mylene, poor girl, she’s such a scaredy-cat. I’ve literally seen her jump at her own shadow before. From what I’ve been able to gather, she’s a very caring, kind person who will always do her best to help others, even when she’s on the verge of tears from how frightened she is. I wish I could help her with that, but I don’t want to give her a heart attack by approaching her. (She seems pretty easily distracted at times.) I think she could be an actress, if she wanted to be. She’s not half bad at it.

Nathaniel is a VERY talented artist, and I’ve encouraged him multiple times to at least consider doing it as a career, or side-job, at least. He’s shy about it, especially after Evillustrator regarding himself and Reverser with Marc (another class), but he’s been working off and on with Marc on a small series of comics. I swear, he never puts the pencil down, and I don’t ever want to interrupt him while he’s in the zone, so he’s another one I’ve mostly observed, but would like to know better.

Marinette. Where to begin with her? I can easily describe her as our everyday Ladybug. She’s a wonderful girl, always taking the lead, doing her best to help everyone within reason and not backing down when threatened. She’s gotten the attention of celebrities, for crying out loud, my own father and Audrey Bourgeois and Jagged Stone all acknowledged her talents and that makes me unbelievably proud of her. Sure, she...may not have been able to get a proper sentence out around me for a few years, and sometimes we don’t even say anything, but that’s alright. I know the reason behind it, even if I can’t do anything with that information, and I understand that feeling. Being around her is comfortable. But I don’t know her as well as I’d like to. I wish I could ask without making things potentially weird. Besides, she’s almost as busy as I am. Class rep, clothing design, helping with her parents bakery, helping all of her friends. Our schedules almost never line up, I think...

...Lila. I put off talking about her as long as I could, and that turned out to be a good few hours as I slowly answered this ask. She breathes lies that can be unraveled with the slightest bit of research, but nobody ever DOES and it infuriates me to no end. Lila made me regret being kind and giving her repeated second chances because my refusal to tell someone about the lies I caught her in got Marinette temporarily expelled and ostracized, and I’ll never forgive myself for my part in that. I have to be around her that much more than anyone else because of course she somehow managed to get Father’s attention and started modelling with me because for some goddamn reason she wants to be around me for some fame to rub off on her. Or wants me. One of the two. I legitimately hate every second I’m near her.

That should be everyone in my class other than my teachers. I realize, reading back over it, that I don’t know most of them too well, which makes me feel a little bad, but hopefully I can correct that.