#i have a bunch of doodles I made during college

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Doodle of Rock and Roll EXE

[kunimilktea]

This picture of kori in the last post is sending me

She looks so silly dkkskskdkd.

Speaking of kori (also hey I had an mc called cori that's cool!) when do her and cove get together? Is it in the step 2 epilogue with the confession or during the charity confession?

Also unrelated to Kori but what do you mind going more into depth on your thoughts for both Derek and Baxter dlcs? I love discussions around their dlcs I wish people would genuinely talk more about itz going into depth into the themes of the dlcs and how they affect Derek and Baxter as characters, but then again I'm someone who loves analyzing the media they consume so djdkdkjd. General discussions about these things drive me crazy (I think is worth mentioning that I'm autistic so djdkdk)

Your art is also very lovely I loved watching your doodles, you're one of the artists I always look forward to to get a notification from 🫶

THATS ALOT OF QUESTIONS YOU GOT THERE BUDDY,,,,

Im kidding tho it's appreciated nonetheless ^_^

SO FIRST OF ALL THANKS FOR LIKING MY ART 🥹🥹🥹 i try my best to make time for drawing my silly our life doodles despite being busy in college and i appreciate anyone who rlly enjoys my dumb doodles of my ol mc shenanigans

Answering the confession question, they confess at the end of step 3 cause i thought the slowburn was fun 😇

I actually drew their first kiss right here

Now with the derek and baxter dlc question,,,

So fun fact! With how i played the the dlcs over all me and my friend Lo (@/oiulse) would choose which boy to play the dlc and stream it on call, so Lo picked Baxter and i took Derek, it was really funny cause casual constantly played in our heads during the Baxter dlc (bless lo btw for gifting me both dlcs labyu oomf 🫰)

With how i feel with BOTH dlcs

For my boy Derek Suarez

When i played the first moment from dereks dlc my voice started like acting up from how long THAT specific moment was, maybe its just me but the first moment in particular felt really long, I get it though its the first time ur meeting the suarez family and in no way did i NOT enjoy it, but there were indeed moments where im like DAMN ITS STILL NOT OVER cause of how tired my voice was getting LMFAO, all the other moments were rlly fun my favorite one from the dlc was where u hang out with liz on daddy day and there was an option to gift a card to cliff 🥹, his step 4 was also a bunch of fun i loved the family bonding get to do with the suarez brothers (u can just tell that i love family aus) and getting to hang out with derek made me love him more as a chr, HIS STEP 4 VOICE IS STILL A JUMPSCARE TO ME FROM HOW DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT IT IS (no hate to the va btw) STILL VERY FUNNY THOUGH HAHAHA, i made it so that Derek, kori and cove get to be neighbors before the both of them get married so now they hang out LOTS

With THE Baxter FUCKING Alexander Ward

I heard from another friend that the baxter's dlc was gonna be angsty and i was like oh hell fuckin yeah i love angst! AND THERE CERTAINLY WAS ANGST ILL TELL U THAT MUCH, since i was watching lo play through the Baxter dlc i will admit there were a few times where i spaced out cause ANOTHER fun fact, we played the dlcs like really late on my timezone so i was either drawing while Lo was playing or i was in the brink of conking the fuck out, i was able to know what was going on overall i think the ONLY moment i like fully spaced out on was when the mc and baxter were like out drinking or smth and there was this entire thing with the bartender and the singer, that specific scene in particular i was fully focusing on smth else and it wasnt till later that when i played the baxter dlc for myself that i knew what was finally going on, since me and lo have our castaways au to think abt while playing these dlcs we were building aus upon aus of what lo's mc would do when meeting with baxter again after 5 years its fun lo has never been the same since and neither have i, the angst was good soup and i can see why baxter's dlc was more expensive than derek's LMFAO

But ironically enough the dlc that made me cry was DEREKS DLC,,, that moment on the step 4 epilogue with the brothers having a heart to heart is going to be MY ROMAN EMPIRE, I FUCKING LOVE FAMILIES BRO GAUGHHHH

Anyways sorry that was unnecessarily long i could have organized my thoughts more but i dont have the patience for that so i hope u dont mind that all my thoughts and feelings were all over the place hahaha

In conclusion the dlcs was a nice content buffet 👍

[rose-colored-sd]

Hi! I hope this is ok to ask but I wanted to know how you got into doing art/fanart? Were you always the type to draw & sketch like ~before tablets and digital art became a thing? Did SD inspire you?

I’m not an artist or anything, but I’ve just been so moved seeing your fanart ++ everyone else’s (saw your Ask abt your fave artists too!!) that it made me want to draw out some SD scenes I had in my head. I’ve never really felt that way about other animes or mangas — even for other works that are close to my heart.

But I’ve never been a natural talent e.g. I feel like I’m more comfortable using a mouse (Adobe Illustrator) than with my hand physically holding the pencil (Procreate), because being creative was something I “learned” through the years. When I was younger, I’d see my talented classmates sketching beside me and think “Oh, it’s something only they can do.” And it was okay, because we all have different skills and things we’re good at, right? It’s only recently that I felt that I could do the same!

Not sure where I’m going with this, but I guess I just wanted to know if it came easy to you.

Sorry, randomly sharing so much HAHA please feel free to answer this as a private message LOL

But I love your art a bunch! I wanted you to know!

I've been drawing for most of my life, and I think that's also because both my parents are artists, I was always encouraged to draw since I was little and I was definitely using pencil and paper back then. I think I wasn't really that good until I started college, its during college is when I actually put in the work into sharpening my understanding of the fundamentals. I think growing up I just found that drawing helped me convey my thoughts and feelings to other people, especially to my friends and family. Back then even if it didn't look very good, in my head it was more important to me that my ideas were tangible in some way, as someone that loved movies and animation.

Slam Dunk definitely inspired me. It's one of the mangas that made me love comics as a medium of storytelling. The source material and works by other fans inspire me to get better at drawing too! I actually really appreciate you sharing this and that you're thinking about drawing more! I have friends that don't draw before that only started drawing recently too, and they're just learning how fun it is to draw! And I have friends that are also relearning what they loved about drawing! I'm always happy to see people getting into art! I don't know where I'm going with this either, I just hope you have fun with it even if its just doodling! Thank you so much for this ask and thank you for liking my art ^_^

[electrosweaters-arts]

Question!

Is Victor in the cryptid college universe? What’s he like, if he is?

Victor IS in CC! In fact, he's already appeared in two pages during the prologue

He's kinda a silly little guy but I'm going to PREFACE real quick by saying: Victor in CC is probably the MOST canon-divergent in terms of personality you're gonna get in CC, at least depending on your interpretations of the OG book characters, but he's pretty different from how either of us actually view him in the book.

CC Victor isn't an exactly an evil mad scientist trope or anything (being a mad scientist in CC is basically like being a mathletes nerd but a bunch of you keep dropping random children off at other peoples houses) but he's just a bit of a general asshole, SPECIFICALLY because placing him in a modern college where EVERYONE is a monster changes who the character is a Lot. A lot of his base traits come from the book, but amplified as a parody like we do with all the CC characters (so yes he does get tropey on purpose) + some changes based on how being in a monster college changes his and the creature's story.

While not uncommon for mad scientists in this universe, he's pretty self-centered, he believes himself to be the superior scientist of his class and can often be rude and dismissive of other students' work. (Though he IS actually incredibly good at what he does, he's top 3 in the class and would most likely be #1 if Griffin didn't have a grading bias towards experiments that can help him with world domination)

(going to be using some LOVELY sketches from @internetwerewolf now <3 theyre the person currently drawing episode 1 of CC <3)

Also, before I forget to mention! CC victor is gay and autistic and both he AND both of the creatures have chronic illnesses that leave them with a lot of joint pain. Their illnesses are based off my own so since *I* don't have a medical diagnosis for my joint issues I can't put an exact name to what they have but ???? maybe Fibromyalgia? again, can't put a name to it but their joints are stiff and HURTY. Adam and Victor's symptoms usually manifest in more invisible ways, from time to time they will need a mobility aid of some sort but most days they get by with painkillers and compression-wear. (Mary almost always uses a crutch or a cane and from time to time will use a wheelchair)

And oh right, the creatures! Let's talk about the creatures, I'd say they're pretty important to Victor's character, wouldn't you? (^another @internetwerewolf doodle of Adam and Mary at Victor's dissertation)

Starting with Adam, Victor made Adam in his first semester of Freshman year at CCU (if you don't know, the school Oracle acts as the head of admissions for the school and is particularly in charge of inviting new mad scientists to the school, which is why characters like Victor or Jekyll were accepted and allowed to know about monsters before having made their experiments themselves, the Oracle knew that they would make them eventually) his reasons for creating and then abandoning the creature are mostly the same as in the book, the death of his mother gave him a fascination with restoring life to the dead but once he actually gave life to the creature he was horrified an ran out on it. Adam was left in Victor's dorm room alone for about 3 weeks before being found by an RA and due to school policy on mad science experiments he was given free room and board for the course of his college degree, he was also taught english directly from classes at the school and found a copy of Paradise Lost among Victor's old things, which gave him the idea for the name Adam.

Adam never actually killed anyone in CC, but he DID ask Victor to make him a family member. He was incredibly lonely from being unable to connect with any of the other students and wanted someone like him, Victor obliged before he and Adam got into an argument which ended with him partially destroying the other creature and leaving Adam to do the rest of the reanimating work himself. (This is why Mary is not quite made right, the stitching on her limbs is very loose and she's missing an eye)

The creatures' and Victor's overall relationship is rocky at BEST, most days they can't STAND each other and squabble any time they pass each other in the halls. Though Victor's family is all still alive AND Adam got his second creature so from time to time they can get along, if a topic in interesting enough for both of them Adam and Victor can hold a conversation for a few hours, and they will sometimes help Victor out if provided a good enough reason to. Mary's less likely to talk to Victor but that's mostly because she just...doesn't like talking to people. They treat him like a shitty dad, and as seen in the prologue they DO like to rough him up a bit from time to time for fun but they wouldn't ever really want to KILL him. (Hyde would. Hyde wants to kill him. Adam has to hold him back from it.)

This was WAY longer than I expected, kinda incoherent, feel free to ask any follow up questions if you'd like! I LOVE talkin about these guys :3

[a-sleepy-ginger]

Started keeping a diary of things that brought me happiness during the day like halfway through January so I thought I'd also post it here. It's a good way of organising it I think, better than the way I'm organising it now anyway. So here is my January. After this I'll post them daily rather than all at once like this.

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14/1/23

Enjoyed tea and chocolate while watching apothecary diaries and frieren. Spent a little time with baby nephew.

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15/1/24

Made good spaghetti. Got first draft of UCAS personal statement done. Managed to read the text in yubisaki to renren anime. On walk to dentist saw a couple great tits (birds) in golden sunlight. Watched finale of faunas outer wilds let's play.

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16/1/24

Snowed a little on way to the train station. UCAS personal statement approved meaning can submit UCAS application. Submitted UCAS application.

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17/1/23

The morning sky was super pretty, could see the stars so clearly. Got most of my research methods assessment checked by teacher meaning it is almost done. Had a fun conversation with someone in my class.

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18/1/24

Finished research methods assessment. Made a good curry.

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19/1/24

Got most of my economics assessment done. Sat and watched TV and talked with mother. Also dog and cat cuddled up to me for a bit.

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20/1/24

Didn't have to go outside. Sang a bunch.

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21/1/24

Made jambalaya for dinner. Had ender for breakfast. Enjoyed anime.

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29/24

Passed history assessment.

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30/1/24

Talked alot with classmates. Laughed alot. Won a freddo in economics. Got good letters in fridge Scrabble. Got to sleep in a little. Got to sit on the train to college.

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31/1/24

Steak pie for dinner delicious. Felt the wind when waiting for the train (read got absolutely beat up by it and made to look like my hair exploded). Doodled a little in class. Sat with parents and talked a bit. Played with dog.

[punkforkos]

@deityofhearts Thank you sm!! ;w; (and ty for all of your sweet comments on your reblogs!! <33) Have this lil extra doodle as a treat

And here's that extra context you requested!! (And the full writing pieces if anyone was interested in that!)

*Note: This is gonna require a bit of backstory and some characterization explanation, so hopefully I can summarize it in a way that won't bore you!!

Intro to the characters:

Sylvaine:

She/They/He, Unicorn Tiefling

College of Lore Bard

Nobleborn but got kicked out to the streets because he was taking the lifestyle for granted. Has a bit of a mean girls demeanor, but is also much more self-aware and was in the process of improving himself when he met Solaire.

Has a very big "I can fix him" attitude GHDJK but also knows her limits. They have the patience of a saint.

Solaire: (my character!)

He/Him, Pink Tiefling

Phoenix Sorcerer

Nobleborn, was the golden child of the family because of his powers but got kicked out (temporarily) because he and his older brother tried to murder each other and the family needed to try and salvage their image. (I have an animatic about this, actually!! I'll be posting it here on tumblr soon :D)

Solaire's powers came from a phoenix elixir his mother drank when she was pregnant with him... she had been sickly and used it to heal herself. When Solaire was born, he was VERY sickly too but the elixir gave him the ability to survive the sickness and also blessed him with powerful innate fire magic. He is chronically ill and has to manage his symptoms constantly. There's a lot more I can say on this but that's good for now!

Important Context: Solaire's family is an absolute nightmare. His father praised him for his powers but shunned him for his illness. The family cares more about image than anything and Solaire adopted this mentality because it was all he knew. This is why he doesn't realize anything is wrong with him! And why he has such an intense ego / behavior issues / self-perception issues. He can't handle when things don't go his way, can't handle being anything less than perfect, is disgusted by messes, hates that he is ill, hates when people see him as weak or vulnerable, doesn't know how to resolve any of this.

THAT BEING SAID!! The context behind the writing itself:

Solaire and Sylvaine first met during a three-shot battle royale event. This event was hosted by a vampire named Vito, who wanted a little extra excitement / entertainment in his life, so he plucked a bunch of adventurers and put them into an arena to duke it out. Solaire was extremely confident that he would prevail as the winner, and he easily swept the board in the first round, but the other two were way more taxing,,, and Vito made an absolute fool out of him in the last round, biting him as a power move (but not turning him into a vampire). Sol was cursed to see his failure replaying in an orb that would hover around him henceforth. Note: Sylvaine and Solaire never killed each other during the battle royale! They both took a liking to each other immediately and when the events concluded, they decided to travel together and eventually ended up becoming partners! (And Sylvaine also realized how messed up this dude was and planned on making him a project,, he needed the help and she wanted to be the one to give it to him.) This writing piece explores their dynamic after the battle royale event & how Solaire feels about the bite and the shame of being humiliated in such a way.

And! If you're not tired of reading yet, here are the writing pieces my friend made for this!! They're an extremely talented writer and they understand Solaire so well <33

If you made it this far: Thank you for reading all of this!!! It means a lot

He doesn't claw at her-- he doesn't hold on at all. He just stands there, limp, almost hiding. The blood from his neck seeps into her clothes and she whispers a healing spell as she holds him.

Drew a small moment from a piece my friend wrote for these two!! Solaire can't stand being seen at his most vulnerable,,, but Sylvaine will always be there to meet him where he falters.

>> my carrd | ko-fi | inprnt <<

[mindofharry]

Angel baby

welcome to the college AU fanfic! Carina is our MC and i love her dearly! smut and fluff AND CARINA BEING SUPER CHEEKY!!! hope you enjoy :-)

feedback is always welcome! happy reading 🫶🫂

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Harry was late.

When he arrived to the lecture hall, everyone was already seated and the teacher was going on and on about something he couldn’t really understand. There was a powerpoint up on the board and the TA was sitting in the front row, Harry could tell he was a TA because of the way he dressed and there was absolutely no one sitting beside the poor guy. Harry sighed and quietly walked up the steps and sat down next to a girl he couldn’t see. Her head was sitting on her hand and she was doodling something on her notebook. Harry payed no attention to the girl and sat down, putting his bag beside and opening it up. It made a loud sound, attracting some rather annoyed faces. He placed his notebook and blue pen on the table in front of him and then sat back and looked around the room. Everyone looked bored out of their minds. This was nothing like his mother told him it would be. This school is apparently super prestigious and only a few people get in each year, his mother, Anne, works here. Harry really is a nepotism baby.

“Now that I’ve gone through the basics, I’m going to give you your first project,” The professor said, clapping his hands together. Sighs of disappointment echoed the lecture hall, the professor put his hands up.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have until October to finish his. It’s a small paper and you’ll work in groups,” He said, looking at his notebook on the table. Harry always wondered why someone would pick a job like this. Why someone would stand up in front of a bunch of people who are obviously disinterested, but still act happy go lucky all the time.

“You’ll partner with the people beside you, if you don’t have someone beside you, find someone and email me,” He said, grabbing a whiteboard marker.

“Here’s my email,”

“The project is on gender roles in society, something so important in our day in age and this particular major. If you have any questions, please email me or talk to Luke, the TA during his hours,” The psychology professor walked away from the white board and his eyes gazed around the room.

“Talk with your partner until the end of class and discuss your roles in this project,”

Harry cleared his throat, his pen in between his index and middle finger. He looked towards the girl, who was now looking up at him. She’s pale, but fresh-faced. Her eyes are wide and bright green and she has a few dimples around her face. Her hair is dark brown, curls shaping her soft round face, it’s pulled back into two braids.

“Hi,” She said, her voice like honey.

Harry immediately melted and placed a hand on his cheek to try and stop them from blushing.

“Hi,” He said.

“I’m Carina,”

“Harry,”

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“So I was thinking, we could meet up in the library tonight? Around seven?” Carina asked as she began to pack away her supplies, Harry got a view of her short yellow dress and white converse. Harry nodded and quickly wrote down his number.

“Here’s my numbers, I live off campus,”

Carina raised an eyebrow, “Maybe we could meet up there?”

Harry swallowed and tried to stop his cock from twitching at the mischievous look in her eyes, he nodded quickly, “Yeah, for sure, totally,” he said and Carina giggled.

“Text me?”

Carina waved goodbye and walked out of the lecture hall, she immediately bumped into her best friend Jade. They went to high school together and luckily, got into this college together. Susannah, Jade and Carina are hoping to move in with each other when the first year of college ends.

“I met someone,” Carina said as they walked together.

Jade wiggled her eyebrows, Carina scoffed pushing her friend to the side. “Not like that, for a school project. But has a British accent,” She said, Jade made a moaning sound attracting eyes.

“British men are…” Jade made a mwah sound, “Chefs kiss,” Carina nodded, “Exactly! And he is on the top of my list. I’m studying with him tonight, he will be my friend,” Carina said and Jade nodded laughing.

“Not creepy at all! Go get em’ girl,”

Carina laughed and waved goodbye to her friend and headed into her next lecture and for some reason, her stomach was full of butterflies and couldn’t wait to see the curly headed, green eyed, British boy tonight.

Classes ended and before heading over to Harry’s, Carina freshened up in the bathrooms. She shaved everywhere, and actually washed her curly hair. That was a first.

She quickly got changed into a tank top and sweats, checking her phone quickly. Harry had texted the address, so she grabbed her bag and books and headed there. He didn’t live to far from campus which was handy, why didn’t she find this apartment earlier. The walk from her dorm to his was nice, the air was cold and after a shower, that did her skin wonders. Harry had texted the pin to get into the lobby of the apartment building, so she popped it in and headed to the elevator. In the elevator she checked if she even looked half way presentable. Which she didn’t, but honestly, she was too tired to care.

Carina walked down the hall to Harry’s apartment and knocked on the door.

Harry immediately answered.

“Hi,”

“Hi,” Carina smiled, walking into the house and toeing off her shoes. She looked around the apartment, not what she imagined guy would live in, but it was nice nonetheless.

“It’s my mums place,” He explained, hanging her coat up at the door rack. “My roommates and I weren’t allowed to change anything,” He smiled and Carina laughed.

“Roommates? This place must be huge,”

Harry nodded, “And not cheap. My mother makes me work, that’s for sure,” He murmured.

“The living room is this way, we can work on the project in there,” Harry said, Carina followed and padded towards the room, the wood cold on her feet. The living room was extremely nice, white seats, a flat screen tv, paintings and vases everywhere. Jesus Christ, this guy is rich.

“Wow, it’s amazing in here,” Carina said, looking at the paintings.

“My mother got this shipped in from Italy. The only one of its kind,” Harry said, Carina looked behind her and for a second looked at the boys lips. She quickly turned away and then hummed.

“Project?”

Harry cleared his throat and nodded, “So I was thinking maybe I could do it on the females and you the males. Get it from a different point of view? And then we can go from there,” Harry said, Carina nodded opening up her laptop.

“Sounds good to me. We can just write a draft and then we can what we need to improve,”

And so that was what they did. For three hours, the wrote, researched, laughed, smiled and longly gazed at each other like two idiots in an 1800s romance novel. The tension was almost unbearable and Harry had just taken his jumper off, so Carina was finding it hard to hide her desire for this boy. His arms and hands were full of tattoos, one of a naked mermaid, which really just did it for Carina. She did like a man with tattoos. But she pinched herself and got back to work.

Harry cleared her throat when he saw her bent over. Carina was so focused she didn’t even notice her tank top hanging down and Harry was getting a full on show of side boob. He looked away immediately and tried to concentrate, but his cock had other ideas. His dick was so hard he literally couldn’t write, Carina had noticed how uneasy he was, she smirked and leaned back.

“I think we should take a break,” Carina said standing up, stretching.

“S..Sure,” Harry said clearing his throat.

Carina tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and walked around so she was in front of Harry.

“Do you want to have sex with me?” She asked, placing a hand on his cheek. Harry nearly choked, blubbering on his words.

“Do you, baby? Wanna feel my pussy?”

“Yeah, want to fill you up,” Harry moaned.

“Can I kiss you?” Carina asked her thumb pulling down his bottom lip.

“Yes, please, kiss me,”

Carina leaned down and placed her lips on his, moaning at how soft and warm they are.

“You want to fill my cunt up, baby?”

Harry nodded, “Take everything off for me,”

Harry did as he was told, pulling down his pants and boxers and then down the same for Carina. Harry was in awe of her body. Her tits were perky and fit right around his mouth, Carina pushed his head away.

“Only my pussy,”

Harry nodded and then moaned as Carina stroked his red, aching cock and then put her two legs on either side of his thighs. She teasingly dragged the tip of his cock through her folds. She then slammed down on his cock.

“Fuck, mommy,”

Carina smirked, “Oh, I like the sound of the that,”

[ryemackerel]

the wacky fnaf sketchbook dump,, i went too bazoonkers with traditional and i accidentally filled over 10 pages in a few days

michael and william LIKE FATHER LIKE SON WOOHAAHAAA

vamny because i lvoe she <3

phone guy being a little. quirky

listened to angsty music and this is what spawned out of my head

this is what 0 therapy does to a

bad bitch

ennie ennie,, ennard my belovd

fredbear and springbonnie!! :)

waffle chicken hamburger trio,, a bunch of william clara and henry doodles during their college years <3

william yasslaying and being rlly fruity

i have no idea what this is UM. MY LITTLE PONY FNAF WITH ALL THE HUMAN CHARACTERS

i made a bunch of mlp doodles but ill share those another time !! its a long post but! hope you enjoy seeing the dumb lil doodle dumps i made : ]

[bobapplesimblr]

Get to Know Me

(useless info edition!)

I was tagged by @prossims !! Thanks!!

1. What do you have under your bed?

Boxes of winter clothes! Which rn I’ll have to switch out and put the summer clothes in instead.

2. Favorite candy? (be very specific if possible)

Candy candy I like these heart shaped lollipops that I got from the Tiger store (they sell a lot of stuff including house stuff, art supplies, craft supplies, decorations, etc.) that are raspberry flavored. If I can include chocolate then it’s all about the Reeses peanut butter cups yall.

3. Describe your favorite shirt:

I have a few! My favorite shirts/sweaters are:

A dark blue long tshirt that says “L'océan Pacifique” that I got YEAARSSSS ago from Lidl(its similar to Aldi). I like it cause it’s just long enough to be worn as a kind of very short dress, and it helps with my fear of my shirts lifting/ridding up without me noticing, since this one is so long i dont have that problem, and the material is also super soft!

A black tshirt with a funky yellow moon design on it. Again the fabric is really nice and it’s just really comfy for me.

My college hoodie, it’s black and SOOOOO SOFT on the inside. It has a really funky cartoon on the front, it kinda looks like a fish? and its yellow. The hoodies were supposed to be purple cause our class colors were yellow and purple but the purple hoodies would be too expensive so we just went with black. It’s so comfy and it has my nickname on the back. Funnily enough it also says 2021-2022 on the back because thats the year it was printed, and it was also the last year I spent at that school!

this super comfy and adorable sweater that is fuzzy on the inside, its  blue and has a cute ice and fire bears design on the front and its just so cute. Sadly it’s from a very controversial and terrible brand/seller, but I bought it long before I knew about the problems.

This very long sweater that has a bunch of Disney villains on the front. It’s grey and long and although the fabric is kinda rough on the inside I still love it and think it’s so cool. I got it years ago and in my first year of college I wore it to my animation class and my teacher look at me, chuckled, and said “The shirts animation students wear..” in an amused way, like it made him happy, and I was very happy about that. That teacher was awesome.

5. Are you completely sober rn?

Yes but I have been very drunk before! And it was super fun! A lot of sangria and exactly 1 shot. That shot made my snot turn blue which I didn’t know could happen!!! The shot was also blue btw. But honestly I just love sangria so much. And wine. It’s so good

6. What's the one thing that annoys you more than anything?

Being treated like I’m stupid and people that make anything into a joke. I have a very dear friend of mine that makes jokes about everything and anything and almost never takes anything 100% seriously and sometimes it really pisses me off, but I understand they don’t mean any harm, that’s just how they are, but it still gets on my nerves sometimes when I think back to interactions I’ve had with them. But again, they are a very dear friend of mine and I hold no resentment towards them in particular.

7. Have you ever gotten you tongue stuck to a cold pole during winter?

Nope, poles are gross! And I’m pretty sure that getting your tongue stuck on a frozen pole is an american thing. 

8. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?

;-; I want to be with my baby (bf). I want to hold him and cuddle with him and have comfy movie sessions. We’re a long distance couple.

9. What was the single last word you spoke?

Probably ‘Okay’ ? I was asking my mom if she needed me to defrost anything for dinner and she said no, so I probably says ‘okay’ after that and walked away.

Time to tag people!! >:D I tag @rebouks @simmersofia @salilaoceania @doodle-possum @simmer-rhi and @bastardtrait ! Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do this or have done it before :D 

[sunnyrealist]

I have to be honest - I am terrible at receiving compliments and usually make it awkward, so this is going to be a challenge for me to compliment myself. Well, here goes nothin'...

ONE - I am driven to be a writer. When I was four, I declared to my parents that I wanted to be an author when I grew up. Throughout my childhood, I wrote many stories. I made my own picture book as a six-year-old, wrote short stories and won contests in elementary school, and in middle school was writing novel-length stories (my first one was Star Wars fanfic!). In high school, I gravitated towards poetry, but the desire to write fiction was always there. I dabbled in college, and after that, life got in the way, but now I'm diving back in. I feel quite out of practice and often doubt myself, but I am having fun, and that matters more than anything to me! Perhaps someday I will be a published author and fulfill my childhood dream. You never know!

TWO - I am artistic. I've loved drawing since I was young. I never took art classes, instead opting to go the "middle school anime girl who draws all day instead of paying attention to school" route. I was really into Sailor Moon when it wasn't cool, and that's how I learned to draw people anime-style. I still enjoy drawing but don't do it as much anymore - I only doodle from time to time, and it's never anything serious or worth showing off. I have been dipping my toe back in, little by little. I saved a bunch of posing reference pictures on Pinterest. I also have two sketchbooks and am going to buy drawing pencils soon. In addition, I have an iPad and an Apple pen. I would love to learn how to do digital art, but that will have to wait until I have a LOT of free time (aka summer) to watch tutorials and learn how to do it RIGHT. During the pandemic, I got really into rock painting. I can confidently say that I'm quite good at it. I've even had people commission me. Here are some of my favorite rocks!

THREE - I am an excellent cook and baker! Baking (cookies specifically) has always been a hobby of mine. I started getting into cooking when my husband and I moved in together (a looooong time ago), and my skills greatly improved during the pandemic. With not much to do, I started using HelloFresh, which got me out of my comfort zone with cooking, and I learned how to cook so many new dishes I never would have previously attempted (pecan-crusted trout, ramen from scratch, lobster tails, cioppino, etc.). From time to time, I have failures in the kitchen, but they're rare! We eat well in my household!

FOUR - I can be quite funny. I'm a jokester among my friends and family. I'm good at remembering little details (especially embarrassing ones!) and then bringing them up at opportune times (sometimes much later) to comedic effect.

FIVE - I'm a great teacher. I've been in the biz for fourteen years now, so I would hope so. My biggest strength is my ability to form relationships with students. I try to foster a connection with everyone, even the painfully shy kids and the troublemakers. Not only is that rewarding in itself, but it also aids in my classroom management. Students almost never are sassy or rude towards me. Underrated perk - I understand slang that people my age do not. I'm also strong in my content area - I know exactly where students are going to struggle in a project, for example, and like to tweak things from year to year to make them better. Finally, my classroom is stunning. I wish I could show it off here, but I don't need to give my kids any fuel in trying to find me online! 🥴

No pressure tags: @hotcinnam0nspicy, @animasola86, @juneymont, @morelikeravenbore, @newbienewness, @ladyofsappho, @xxluna-rougexx, and anyone else who would like to join in!

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 💜💜

😭😭😭😭 the fact that I’m anyone’s favorite follower is insane to me but thank you dear! ❤️

Okay five things that I like about myself!

1. I’m a supportive friend. I always go to bat for my friends and I’m always willing to lend an ear whenever they need support.

2. I’m a strong person. I’ve been through a lot in my life and I’ve done a great job at pulling myself out of some dark places and remaining resilient.

3. I’m a friendly person who loves talking to and getting to know people, even though I can be a little awkward about it at first.

4. I’m cute as heck! I have a cute face and I love my hair lmao 😂

5. I’m versatile and adapt to new things quickly and eagerly

Gonna tag my favorite followers instead of sending cause I’m pretty sure a bunch of my followers have already gotten one of these so I don’t want to make them do it again (plus tagging is easier anyway!)

@ellivenollivander @damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog @margottheviking @little-emerald-snake @skittish1807 @applinsandoranges @rgbbutnoy @eternalremorse @cuffmeinblack @slytherin-paramour 💚

[ribbononline]

Horrible high school kids

You thought it was bonus doodles, but twas I ! another long hc post! This one is mainly about my personal HC’s for their childhoods and teenage years. Now edited to be slightly more readable! 

Also, for clarification- I’m from the Netherlands, so that’s the school system I’ll be using. I just don’t understand other systems well enough, so bear with me. We’ve got elementary school from ~4 to ~12 , high school from ~12 to ~18, and college after that. 

-Archie comes from a rather large family. His household consists of his mother, one older brother, one older sister, two younger twin sisters and one younger brother. His father used to be a sailor, but ended up in a shipwreck, never to be seen again. When he was still around, he was the one who caught a Carvanha for Archie.

 Despite his mother being a stay at home mom to take care of the children, due to being well insured and having a large network of aunts and uncles money never ended up being a problem for them. His mother did end up taking on farming on the side, mostly for themselves, but selling extra’s to the neighbourhood. Once Archie’s eldest siblings ended up getting jobs they also helped keep the family afloat.

Their house is right next to Slateport. They own their own patch of land and dock there.

-Maxie came from a pretty bad household. His mother and father didn’t meet under happy circumstanced, and his father ended up leaving the household when he was ~8. This left him alone with his mother, who fell further into a bad state. Due to not being in contact with other family members, it was just the two of them. Their house was an apartment in Mauville. They got in cheaply when the town was just partly done being rebuild. He stayed out as much as possible, preferring to explore the routes nearby whenever he could which is how he obtained his Numel. Back at home, the Houndoom his father left behind with them ended up having two Poochyena pups with the neighbours Mightyena. 

-Archie and Maxie went to the same high school in Mauville, which is where they met (around 14/15yo). Archie was the kid who passed all classes despite never even studying. Maxie was a problem child at school. Due to not having a healthy outlet, he mostly took things out on those around him, leading into him getting into fights a lot and being rather disrespectful towards the teachers.

-Neither of them really interacted until they ended up in some of the same classes. 

Due to Maxie keeping to himself and Archie already having a friend group, they still didn’t really talk to each other unless it was for class projects. Maxie didn’t care, and Archie just knew Maxie as the kid that liked to pick fights with people.

-The first real talk they had was when Archie ended up in detention due to being late with an assignment. Despite liking to act tough like any teenager would being put in detention for the first time kind of freaked him out! Maxie who also happened to be in for detention ended up striking up a conversation with him before the teacher came in.

They mainly ended up talking about Pokémon a bunch, and ended up promising each other a battle once they both weren’t stuck here. Archie assumed that meant once detention was over for the day, but Maxie decided he didn’t feel like sitting around there for an hour and left trough a window, leaving Archie to explain to the teacher what happened there.

(Due to always picking fights and never really turning anything in on time or being on time, Maxie was more or less in detention daily- or at least supposed to be. More often then not he didn’t feel like going, or left the moment the teacher stepped out of the room. He was kind of the personification of a problem kid.)

-After that, they did in fact have their battle later that week which ended in a tie, and they started talking in the hall sometimes. The year after their shared classes didn’t include any of Archie’s other friends, meaning they ended up sticking together more often as they gradually got closer. They started hanging out more after class, and kind of became an infamous duo- mainly thanks to Maxie- around the school.

Archie wasn’t quite as hyped at the idea of his mom being called about bad behaviour though, so he did his best to make sure they didn’t get in too much trouble. They butted heads over it sometimes, but overall kept getting closer.

This was also around the time Maxie got invited over to the Aogiri’s household more often. (Yes, I’m just using their japanese names as their last names, I don’t trust myself to name anything so this is just what it’s gonna be)

-From the way Maxie never invited Archie over to his house/the way he avoided talking about his home situation and family, Archie eventually figured something was up. After some awkward attempts to talk to Maxie about it (that mainly ended up in Maxie going on the offensive and yelling a lot) he one day showed up to Archie’s house crying and talked some about it. After that Archie became the only person he ever really confided in and even then not that much- preferring to talk about other things. Archie did his best to support him, but as a teen himself with his own issues it admittedly did take a toll on him as well.

-Somewhere during this time friendship turned to dating! It ended up being natural progression more then anything so it wasn’t the biggest change- they were already all over each other at that point anyhow. Now they just could be slightly more obnoxious about it PDA wise.

-Archie’s mother ended up noticing some things off about Maxie’s home situation over time as well, and after Archie explained some things to her, Maxie ended up being invited over even more. The Aogiri’s did their best to let him know he could stay here whenever, and he ended up being really close with all of them.

-Maxie started eventually doing a lot better in school with the support of the Aogiri’s. He mellowed out a lot and started getting better grades too. Despite trying harder in class, doing well in them never came as naturally to him as it did to Archie, so Archie ended up helping him majorly when it came to studying. That said, Maxie would never ever admit to that.

-At 16, Maxie officially stopped ever coming back to his own house. Most of his stuff was already with Archie’s family anyhow. He took the two Poochyena pups they had at home and his Numel and took off. His grand master plan was mainly just to live either outside or stay in Pokémon centers nearby- with all the 10yos running free in the world, it wouldn’t look that out of place. He figured he’d just keep himself monetarily supported by battling.

-As it turned out though, that was a lot easier said then done. Archie and his family however knew Maxie was on his own now, so they ended up being the ones providing for him. At that point there already was always a mattress laid out in Archie’s room for him and he had a corner of it to himself for all his stuff he couldn’t carry on him, so it worked out. They invited him in to officially live with them, but the anxiety of living in a house with others again was hard for him to deal with. So to keep his peace of mind he ‚officially’ stayed homeless. That said, he stayed there more then half of the time, and Archie’s mother always joked about how Archie was the first of her kids to bring her a child-in-law.

-Maxie ended up helping Archie’s mother on her mini farm a lot. He really enjoyed the work, and she appreciated the extra helping hand.

-Archie meanwhile ended up feeding stray Pokémon around their house a lot. This meant more and more would show up there each day, especially once his younger siblings started joining him. His mother wasn’t the happiest about it, but as long as they caused no harm saw no reason to stop them. It’s where he met his Zubat!

-Maxie met his Zubat when off on his own once in one of the school vacations where he ended up exploring a cave. 

-Despite Archie trying very hard not to let it be noticed, and not even being entirely sure himself why, somewhere in high school he ended up first getting kind of depressed and feeling down. Due to having the support of his family and Maxie, it never ended up getting too bad, but he refused to truly confide to people about it, so it never truly left either. He did his best to ignore it and hoped it’d eventually go away on his own. (it didn’t)

-Once the kids turned 18, the Aogiri’s ended up helping fund his college education. Unbeknownst to anyone else, he also ended up sneaking back into his own parents house and stealing a large sum of cash from them to help with that. 

-Despite having a rocky childhood, the support shown to him by so many different people throughout the years made Maxie grow very fond of community and humanity. He didn’t really have any big grandiose ideals at these ages, but it helped lay the groundwork. 

Archie always kind of felt the opposite, being upset that the system led down his friend and worrying about what would have happened had his family not been there. 

-While Archie and Maxie ended up getting different degrees- Maxie in Geology, and Archie in Marine Biology, they got an apartment together where they lived together pretty happily! It was mostly a calm time for the both of them. They both had some odd jobs on the side to support themselves, still looking for the actual dream job they wanted to end up in after graduating.

And from here on out it’s to be continued for whenever I finish the next HC post about their Rocket years! ＼（°▽°）／

[natromanxoff]

How prog were Queen?

By Dave Everley

On 9 January, 1971, Kevin Ayers and Genesis played a show together at the Ewell Technical College near Epsom in Surrey. Ayers was 18 months out of Soft Machine, and making a name for himself as a psychedelically-inclined art-folk rake. Genesis had released their second album, Trespass, a few months earlier, and were carving out a place in the vanguard of the burgeoning progressive rock movement.

There was a third band propping up the bill that night, a bunch of transplanted Londoners calling themselves Queen. In contrast to the wilfully artful approach of the headliners, their music was more straightforward: a heavy, if ornate blend of Led Zeppelin’s earthiness and the flights of fancy of Yes.

Not everyone in the small crowd watching them was impressed, but they caught the attention of one person. After the show, Genesis frontman Peter Gabriel pulled Queen’s blond-bombshell drummer Roger Taylor to one side. Gabriel’s band were about to dismiss their own drummer, John Mayhew, and were looking for a replacement. Was Taylor interested in joining Genesis? The reply was instant: thanks but no thanks. Taylor was utterly dedicated to Queen – there were gigs to play, places to go, and many musical adventures to embark on.

Had Taylor accepted the offer, the course of music – and specifically prog – would have been very different. Genesis would have flourished with Gabriel upfront, though whether they would have survived and prospered as they did without a Phil Collins to step into the breach after their talismanic singer’s departure was another matter.

The knock-on effect on Queen would have been greater. Taylor was an essential part of their carefully balanced four-way chemistry; a chemistry that would go on to throw up some of the most ambitious and game-changing music ever recorded. While Queen weren’t a capital ‘P’ prog band, they were infused with the spirit of the movement, combining its forward-looking values with its absolute disregard for the existing rules. Taking their cues from the likes of Yes, Genesis, Van der Graaf Generator and even Pink Floyd, their flamboyantly cavalier approach would go on to inspire such modern masters as Dream Theater, Queensrÿche and Muse. And, in Bohemian Rhapsody, they ensured that one of the biggest-selling singles in history was, at heart, a prog song. Forget the luxuriant moustaches and sawn-off mike-stands that would come to define them: if the prog ethos meant avoiding the expected, then Queen were definitely a prog band.

“Diversity was probably their greatest asset,” says former Dream Theater drummer and confirmed Queen devotee Mike Portnoy. “From song to song, they could be so different. You could have something that was folk followed by something that was rockabilly followed by something that was metal. And that’s one of the biggest things about prog, having that open-mindedness.”

Queen’s schooling in prog came early on. Brian May’s very first band, 1984, played a 4am slot supporting Pink Floyd at the Christmas On Earth Continued all-nighter in 1967. A year later, his next outfit, Smile – also featuring Roger Taylor – played with Floyd again, this time at London’s Imperial College. By the time of their gig opening for Kevin Ayers, Smile had changed their name to Queen and recruited Freddie Mercury. Collectively, they admired Yes, Van der Graaf Generator and especially Genesis. “Foxtrot is a prog rock classic,” Roger Taylor later wrote in the sleevenotes to Genesis box set 1970-1975. “Arrangements were highly complex in these early days, setting a benchmark for the style of the times.”

When it came to finding someone to produce their debut album, Queen’s first choice was John Anthony, who had worked with both Genesis and Van der Graaf. With Anthony and co-producer Roy Thomas Baker behind the desk, the eponymous album trod heavily in Led Zeppelin’s footsteps. But there was another, altogether more visionary band straining to spread their wings: My Fairy King was a filigreed slice of flamboyant rock’n’roll, while Liar metamorphosised through several different time changes and timings.

Those wings were fully unfurled on the follow-up, 1974’s Queen II. The title was the most prosaic thing about the record: the music inside was as fevered and baroque as rock gets, informed equally by Zeppelin, Yes and crazed Victorian artist Richard Dadd, whose 1864 painting The Fairy Feller’s Master-Stroke inspired one of the album’s most prog-leaning tracks. It may have been rooted in the heavy rock of the times, but its cavalier approach and sheer sense of scale pegged Queen as a defiantly progressive proposition.

“Queen weren’t like Yes, who had a dualistic role of guitar and keyboards, where both shared the terrain,” says Yes guitarist Steve Howe, supported by Queen at Kingston Poly in early 1971. “Brian had the terrain to himself. The remarkable thing was that he was the front and the back man. It required him to come up with more than guitar solos… He had to come up with a semi-thematic approach to play the guitar. And what he did was keep colouring.”

Queen’s prog inclinations would be deeply woven into the fabric of their early albums, from the audacious multi-part theatrics of Queen II’s March Of The Black Queen to the schizophrenic attack of the two-part Lap Of The Gods from 1974’s Sheer Heart Attack. Even in their more commercial moments, they marched to the beat of their own drum. What other band would have dared serve up something so unusual as Killer Queen?

“It was their diversity,” says Mike Portnoy, who first heard Queen as an eight-year-old in the mid-70s and covered many Queen songs while in Dream Theater. “Their albums took the prototype that The Beatles laid down with the White Album, where you had four different artists bringing in very different styles. Every song was so diverse. You get to A Night At The Opera, and you had this giant multi-layered epic like Bohemian Rhapsody next to something like Seaside Rendezvous or Love Of My Life.”

A Night At The Opera was Queen’s grand artistic statement and their most unashamedly prog album. Pitched around the epic twin tentpoles of The Prophet’s Song and Bohemian Rhapsody, it married their far-reaching vision to a distinctly British barminess. Taken on its own, the eight-minute The Prophets Song, with its incredible ornate a cappella middle section, would be enough to grant Queen access to the Prog Hall Of Fame. But even that sits in the inescapable shadow of Bohemian Rhapsody. Time and success might have lessened its impact, but that song remains the most dazzlingly unique piece of music ever to sell five million copies.

“There are epic things that come along every so often,” says Steve Howe. “There’s Sgt Pepper, there’s Bridge Over Troubled Water. And there’s Bohemian Rhapsody. I don’t know when I first heard it, but once it was there, it was such a formidable thing. You’re thinking: ‘How many tracks did they need to do those vocals? How did they write it? Who invented it? It really was astounding.”

Bohemian Rhapsody encapsulated one of the key things that gave Queen such a distinct identity. Like The Beatles and Beach Boys before them, they used the studio as an instrument – not least when it came to their vocals. And Bohemian Rhapsody raised the bar about as high as it could go.

“They sang each of those parts and triple-stacked them,” says Mike Portnoy. “You heard all three of their voices singing in all three vocal ranges. That’s what made the depth of their music so complex. It wasn’t the instrumentation, it was the vocals. That’s unusual for prog music. When I think of my favourite prog music, it’s always the musicianship that draws me. But with Queen, it was the vocals. It was so deep.”

For all its success, A Night At The Opera would be Queen’s grand kiss-off to their prog roots. Later albums streamlined their sound into a more conventional format. Much like Genesis, the 80s found them swapping experimentalism for chart rock.

It wasn’t until the end of their career as an active band that Queen would again sound so adventurous. During 1989 and 1990, the band began work on their penultimate album, Innuendo, in London and Montreux. In the summer of 1990, Yes guitarist Steve Howe paid a flying visit to the Swiss city, where a chance encounter with a former guitar tech found him being invited to Queen’s studio to hear the album as a work-in-progress.

“Inside, there’s Freddie, Brian and Roger all sitting together. They go: ‘Let’s play you the album,’” says Howe. “Of course, I’m hearing it for the first time: I Can’t Live Without You, I’m Going Slightly Mad. And they saved Innuendo itself until last. They played it and I was fucking blown away.”

If that was surprising, then what happened next was utterly out-of-the-blue. The members of Queen asked if Howe wanted to play on the title track. The Yes man politely suggested they’d lost their minds. It took the combined weight of Mercury, May and Taylor to persuade him.

“They all chimed in: ‘We want some crazy Spanish guitar flying around over the top. Improvise!’” recalls Howe. “I started noodling around on the guitar, and it was pretty tough. After a couple of hours, I thought: ‘I’ve bitten off more than I can chew here.’ I had to learn a bit of the structure, work out the chordal roots were, where you had to fall if you did a mad run in the distance; you have to know where you’re going. But it got towards evening, and we’d doodled and I’d noodled, and it turned out to be really good fun. We have this beautiful dinner, we go back to the studio and have a listen. And they go: ‘That’s great. That’s what we wanted.”

Released as a single in January 1991, Innuendo gave Queen their third Number One single. Like Bohemian Rhapsody 25 years before it, it was as unlikely as hit singles get: a six-and-a-half minute musical jigsaw, complete with flamenco runs, classically-inclined orchestral overloads and maverick 5/4 timing. Queensrÿche covered the song on 2007’s Take Cover album, while you can hear its echo in Radiohead’s Paranoid Android and Muse’s more elaborate sci-fi epics.

“In the world of rock, Queen stands out as a good example of the clash between guitar and piano in songwriting,” Muse’s Matt Bellamy has said. “I think that’s where you stumble across those more unusual arrangements and chord structures.”

Today, Queen have left a bi-polar legacy. They’re arguably best known for their pop hits – Radio Gaga, I Want To Break Free and of course, Bohemian Rhapsody, that ultimate prog Trojan Horse. But their spirit of adventure remains unmatched by all but the boldest of their peers.

“There was no rulebook for Queen,” says Mike Portnoy. “They broke most of the rules that existed, and then they wrote a new set.”

[milkybonya]

Hello! I want to say I really really love your reactions! They’re so cute and your writings always succeed to make my day even brighter hehe ><

And if I may request something, would you please make a reaction of WayV as your college bestie / WayV as your brothers? 🥺🥺

Thank you for your beautiful writings and have a nice day!

you’re so sweet... thank you x100000 (>@_@)><3 i hope you enjoy and also have a lovely lovely day~

WayV as your college bestie

Warnings: food mentions

Kun

the first image that comes to mind when i think of college!Kun is him innocently sipping his iced drink through a draw while navigating the campus, wearing a grey backpack, to try to get to class on time (AND LOOK AT THE PHOTO I FOUND^)

so BET he’ll always have an iced drink ready for you too <3 

only if you like iced drinks, though

if not, he’ll get whatever it is that you like!

Kun is always on top of his work omg but that’s good for you because he just gives you his notes for free?

“here, [y/n], i summarized the lectures for our exam. take a look at them!”

always saving seats for you in the library or lecture hall

politely asks people to move if they steal your spot

calls your phone when you accidentally sleep in to remind you to come to class

when the campus gets busy in-between classes and people bump into you, he puts his arm around you to keep you safe

sometimes you wonder how he’s doing so well in class when all he seems to do is practice his card tricks in the library

you can usually find him in the room in his residence building where there’s a random piano because he loves playing it hehe

Ten

this man would be a MESS in college oh lawd

constantly pulling all nighters and whining for you to stay up with him

then doesn’t even wake you up ?? so you end up sleeping through your class :(

“i didn’t wanna put a hold on your beauty sleep”

“Ten, you literally called me ugly two seconds ago”

sometimes this mans will walk in when there’s ten minutes left of class like hello ?? siR

brags about his good grades and when he scores better than you

“do you want me to tutor you? it’s expensive though... my time is valuable” *flips hair*

always begging you to go to a convenience store with him so he can buy some sweets because he’s stressed

as much as he teases you, he also loves you a lot :”)

pats your head when you tell him you didn’t do well on a test

“it’s okay, you can do better next time!”

smiles at you nonstop until you smile back

Winwin

always checking up on you and your mental health

“[y/n], did you really sleep in this morning accidentally or is there something wrong?”

he’s such a source of comfort to you because he can easily tell when you’re sad

he knows all your sad signals and how to make you feel better :”)

timidly follows you around campus because you’re one of the only people he feels comfortable around <3

joins the same clubs as you because he likes being around you

study sessions with him are actually productive because this man knows when it’s time to study vs. time to socialize

he’s generally a good student but sometimes when he’s tired of lectures, he watches anime in class with you (only if you like it too!) ;)

sometimes he does this when he’s in the front row like sir,,, this man has no shAME

honestly the two of you are always together because he can’t bear to leave you alone

video calls you at night when you’re in your own dorms just because he wants to talk to you while he makes ramen :’)

Lucas

why does this man have so much energy at 8am lectures??!

“WOOO LET’S GO TO CLASS, [Y/N]!” he cheers while shaking your shoulders around with his large hands

this man is your energy booster, seriously

he’s always there to give you encouragement, whether it’s by hugging you tightly or loudly yelling and jumping around, he never lets you get tired

but of course he also acknowledges when you need breaks!

“[y/n], you’ve been in the library for too long, c’mon, go eat! i’ll save your spot for you :]”

you return to find a whole bunch of random doodles on your notes :’)

gives you his hoodie whenever you’re cold in class

and doesn’t even make a fuss about you giving them back?

you’ve been kicked out a total of 7 times from the library because he has been too loud

begs you to join the orientation week organizing club so the two of you can help welcome first-years before classes begin

he loses his voice because he yells so loudly during that week

Xiaojun

the library is this man’s haven because of how much he loves to read :”)

so he’s always asking you to come to the library and bring him snacks because he’s hungry

makes up for it by helping you with homework and assignments hehe

likes to rent out those group study rooms in the library so he can mess around while the two of you study

by mess around i mean this man sings his study notes. out loud. and somehow hearing his pretty voice helps you memorize everything?

acts like he’s oblivious to all the drama in your program but actually knows everyone’s tea 

tells you them whenever you feel sad

“hey, don’t feel sad! Lucas got 27% on the test-wait i wasn’t supposed to say that-”

when you fall asleep at the library, he stays with you until you wake up

then helps you get back to your dorm

always makes sure you’ve eaten your meals and are staying hydrated <3

likes to hang out in empty lecture halls with you and sing because the acoustics sound nice :”)

Hendery

this man knows all the department tea and will tell you all about it even if you don’t want to hear it

“yeah, so that person was dating the other person, but it turns out the other person’s friend was that person’s ex???”

you’d think he wouldn’t have time to study BUT NOPE, this mans grades are flawless!! (just like him)

always bragging about those grades of his

*pushes up glasses and shuffles papers* “i did really well on that test...”

but of course he’s careful to never rub it in your face or anything, especially if you didn’t get a good grade

“that test? don’t worry, we all failed it! i got 1% on it!”

“that isn’t possible, Hendery...”

“sure it is!” *shows you his test paper while covering the two 0′s after the 1 on the top of the page*

always ready to go to a new café with you so you can both flex that you’re studious students who study

looks at memes on his phone in class and laughs so loudly that he gets asked to leave

Yangyang

spends so much time gaming that you find yourself worrying about him

“[y/n].... you’re calling because you thought of me? i’m so touched... yes, i’m hungry, pls bring me food ;3;”

of course it’s just a tactic to get you to give him attention ;)

skips a lot of his classes to do random things and asks you to join him

one time the two of you went to a farm to pet some cute animals 

anD ONE OF THEM STARTING CHASING YANGYANG

the photos you got were hilarious and Yangyang had to do whatever you asked for a week to stop you from posting the photos

just daily Yangyang x [y/n] friendship things ;)

always asking you to help him with things because he’s babY

but also ready to do anything for you at any time

literally fought your group mates once when you had an assignment and they made you do all the work

“[y/n] already does all my work for me, so they can’t do your work too!”

prefers sleeping in your room more than sleeping in his own mostly because he doesn’t want to be alone :”)

[universallywriting]

I know ya stan connverse and this is vague, but would you write a short thing about a wlw meeting connie at college for the first time and being absolutely smitten by her?

I usually keep OCs to a minimum in fanfiction, so I don’t really know what people look for in this type of fic. I hope this is cute and has the general vibe of what you wanted!

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Maria was doodling in her notebook as she talked to her friend, her head still reeling. Up in the margins where she’d definitely scribble it out later, she was writing in pretty cursive lettering “I’m gay”. She was filling in the heart as she explained, “On my way to class, I bumped into Connie Maheswaran again. Except this time she said hi and remembered my name.” She laughed and she met Avalon’s eyes. “Dude I think I’m gonna cry.”

She didn’t really notice the boy settling into the seat in front of her, but when he spun around her heart stopped. He was fat like she was, though it looked like he had a lot more muscle underneath it. He could have been a sports bro type. Her hand carefully covered her doodle as he cocked his head and asked, “What’s wrong with Connie?”

Already her face was flushing as she shook her head. “Oh, God. No, she’s really nice.”

He raised an eyebrow. “So… happy tears?”

“I’m exaggerating.” She hunched over in her seat, hand still protectively over the doodle as Avalon giggled beside her. No help there, she guessed. “She’s just really cool. I mean, she’s a freshman, but she’s already in a bunch of clubs and she practically never leaves campus, so I see her around all the time.”

“She sounds alright,” the boy said with a grin. A very big grin. Maria prayed she wasn’t about to be hit on as he asked, “So what’s the big deal about her saying hi?”

Avalon cackled beside her, and Maria tried to slide her notebook off her desk without him seeing. “It’s not! I… met her in the LGBT club.”

She paused there, eying him, but he didn’t react in the slightest. A little bolder, she cleared her throat and said, “Well, um, she’s one of those people who really has a presence, you know? She’s running for secretary and it sounds like she’s actually going to get it.”

“As a freshman? Impressive. I hope she gets it.” He paused, frowning. “And I should figure out when those meetings are. I have to start signing up for clubs before it’s too late.”

Maria laughed as the weight fell off her shoulders. She leaned forward eagerly. “I’d be happy to take you there! We meet on Mondays. But you get it! Oh my gosh, she’s so cool. She plays tennis and violin and she’s apparently trying to keep it on the downlow, but she’s involved with magic stuff too.” She felt herself babbling, knowing her cheeks were still flushed as she gushed on and on, but couldn’t stop.

“Before I even met her, I saw her during one of the early orientation tours. She was asking one of the tour guides if she could have a sword if it was made of hardlight.” She groaned, her head flopping back. “That’s so cool! I can’t even imagine her fighting with a sword. I’m pretty sure my lesbian heart would literally explode on the spot.”

He raised an eyebrow. “In my experience, women who love women love swords most of all.”

“I just have a huge crush. Obviously.” She snorted. A little shake of her head as she waved the idea away, sliding her eyes to Avalon. “You could shut me up, you know, so I don’t just shower the new guy in gay.”

Her friend giggled, propping her chin on her fist. “If you wanna pine over a girl with a boyfriend, go ahead. I’m not wasting my energy on anyone who isn’t single.”

“Pining over girls with boyfriends is part of the gay experience!” Maria said, trying to stifle a snort as she laughed. She looked back at the boy sitting in front of her, and quickly explained, “I mean, it’s a joke. I’m just crushing. She has a boyfriend, and that’s awesome, and I’m never going to do anything creepy. I will just sadly pine until I find a girlfriend of my own.”

“She prefers partner,” the boy said with the biggest smile she’d ever seen. “But I can’t get mad at anyone for being in love with her. I mean, I sure am.”

Her heart suddenly dropped to her stomach like a hot ball of lead. “Are you… Steven Universe?”

He held out his hand. “Yeah, some magic stuff came up and I got a late start this semester. What’s your name?”

Maria covered her face with one hand, sticking out the other to shake. “Maria. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, seriously.” He was sweet, and when she let her hand fall from her face she found him smiling. “I’m not a jealous kind of guy. I won’t tell Connie anything and, if you want, I’d be happy to help you hang out with her more. We’re out of state and we could use a few friends.”

She brushed her hair back from her face, caught between a sigh of relief and a squeal of excitement. “I’d love that.”

[noiselessbuck]

I know most dark/light academia whatever hypothetically takes place in colleges or boarding schools that are probably in england or new england. But y’all elementary/high school academia is the best thing ever:

- public libraries and school libraries

- librarians who help you find what book you need and talk to you about your interest along the way

- reading on the bus

- making bookmarks out of whatever you have

- stealth-reading under your desk during class

- every report that was only supposed to be x long but ended up being twice that

- every assignment that was disregarded for the wikipedia rabbit hole you went down instead

- every cool side project to come from those random facts you learned

- those huge books about just one subject with a bunch of pictures and blurbs

- getting new school supplies

- the homework doodles that are ten times better than anything you made in art class

- the homework doodles that are so dumb but were part of a really fun time drawing with your friend

[thewritingstar]

Paper Hearts

Pairing: Buttercup x Butch (butchercup)

Fandom: The Powerpuff Girls 

Note: This was a commission for the wonderful @over-under-through1​ This was super fun to do and even though I rewrote it over and over, I think this is the soft and sassy greens we all have been wanting. Thank you to miss grace for commissioning me!!! 

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“Did you get the answer to problem six?” Blossom asked.

Butch moved his pen towards the problem and relized that he hadn’t even finished the two before it. His lab partner just gave him a disappointed glare before moving on to do it herself.

“You’re spacing out again Butch.” Blossom stated.

“I’m not spacing out.” He said without even giving her a glance.

“For starters you are doodling little hearts in green ink instead of finishing the problem.” Blossom pointed out.

He glanced at his marked up paper. Green ink lined the margins with little hearts that he subconsciously made and he tore it out of the notebook before flipping to a fresh page and jotting down the rest of the questions.

A small giggle came from the other side of the table and he looked to see the pink puff hiding the noise behind her hand.

“What's so funny?” He tried to give her a cold stare that would scare the average person but had no effect on her.

“I just think its funny how you are considered one of the toughest people on the planet and yet you can’t even ask a girl out.” She snickered as she scribbled down more answers flawlessly.

Butch rolled his eyes and grunted. The smirk displayed on the puffs face was making him see red and possibly attack that bow as if he were a bull in a ring. “I’m not a pussy if that's what you’re thinking Pink.” He sneered with little to no reaction from her. “I could easily ask out any chick I wanted. Piece of cake.”

Her pen was set down and she folded her arms. “Alright then, then do it.”

“Easy peasy.” He scoffed and looked around the library. Luckily for him all the libraries held a pleather of selection and he thanked college for the assortment. A few tables ahead of them was a girl. She was busy with her head in a book and he began to get up.

“That's not what I meant Butch.” Blossom said as she trapped his foot under her heel.

His butt plopped back into the chair. “You said ask a girl out, that's what I’m doing.”

The redhead raised her brow before leaning over and grabbing the crumpled paper from his bag, along with several other papers that had various hearts and doodles all made from green ink. A small tint of red dusted his cheeks as more and more papers came undone.

“Ask her out.” She pointed to the paper. “You might think you’re fooling everyone else but I know you have, dare I even say, the hots for my sister.”

His eyes widened at the statement. “Excuse me?” He scoffed before grabbing the papers back into the bag where they belonged. “I do not have a crush on your sister, let alone my best friend.”

Blossom leaned back in her chair and twirled a pen between her fingers. If there was one thing Blossom was good at besides being the leader of the most powerful group of superheroes and organizing homework, it was getting the truth.

His eyes matched against the pink gaze and he could feel the sweat on his forehead as she continued to size him up.

“Really?” She broke their staring match. “Alright then.” She went back to her chemistry lab.

“Okay fine.” He grunted. He looked around the room hoping that no one would hear them but luckily it was pretty empty during this time and no one had the luxury of super hearing like them. “I like her, so what?”

“Then ask her out.” Blossom said as if she had solved the biggest mystery in the world. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Um she could say no and then it would ruin literally everything. Thought you were supposed to be the smart one.”

She fell silent to that and they spent the next ten minutes on their lab assignment. He managed to get through another sheet of problems but the confession was still in the air.

“So you’re okay then?” Blossom finally spoke.

“Okay with what?”

“Just being her friend and not doing anything?”

He let out a sigh. “What if it messes everything up?” It was a fear he had since he discovered his true feelings about her. He valued her friendship more than anything else and he didn’t need his hormones running a good thing.

“What if it doesn’t?” She gave him an empathetic look. “You know I wouldn’t be saying anything if I didn’t think anything could happen. You’re not the only one who feels this way, that I am sure of.”

The thought of Buttercup possibly liking him back, even for a second made his heart race.

“I would just hate for you to realize that you lost something you could have had sooner. You always rush head first into things and live on the wild side, don’t hesitate with this.”

He would be lying if he didn’t think that they had gotten closer over the years, really close. They would sit with their shoulders touching during movies and even go as far as sharing a drink sometimes. He would lend her his jacket if it was cold and would make sure to walk her home from her night class even though he knew she could handle herself, he just really liked being around her.

There had been long nights spent staring at the ceiling until the sun would peak through the window as he thought about their dynamic changing. It changed for his brothers and both couples seemed to be destined pairs, so why not them? So what if he thought about holding her close or kissing her before classes. Maybe once in a while he wondered what it would be like to be her boyfriend and to love and cherish her without restraint.  

Blossom stood and began to put away the array of notes and books around the table.

“Study time isn’t over yet?” He said.

She laughed lightly before patting his shoulder. “There's other chemistry you can be focusing on right now. So don’t be a pussy.” And she left him alone at the table feeling flustered and red as her bow.

He stared at the clock on the wall. He had about two hours before the evening classes got out. His stomach twisted into small knots as he tried to shake this overwhelming feeling of doubt out of his head. Those thoughts were being pushed away as he grabbed his textbook and stack of notes and put them in his bag.

He took one look at the newest ink doodles before grabbing it and shoving the crumpled wad into his jacket pocket.

“Don’t be a pussy.” He muttered to himself before leaving.

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The sun was starting to set as he paced in front of his mirror for the past hour. He had gotten into the shower, a warm one to suds up his hair and then immediately back in for a freezing cold one to clear his mind and tame his senses.

He faced the mirror, hair dripping slightly as he ignored the longer black bangs that he usually spiked up. His reflection looked scared and uncertain. He took in everything Blossom had said and she even texted him some more but even with her support, he felt dizzy and unsure.

He took in a deep breath trying to calm himself down and not freak out.

“Alright Butch this is easy. You’ve asked out so many chicks before. Granted you never really liked them as much as her because, well, it's Buttercup and no one is better than her.” he said a little too fast for his own liking. “This will be simple. Just look into her eyes. Those soft green eyes that remind you of green tea and matcha, which happens to be her favorite drinks of course.” He laughed to himself.

He relaxed a little before grabbing his comb and threading it through his hair. “Not to mention the way her eyes sparkle when she's fighting a monster or watching a scary movie. Well maybe not all of that, don’t scare her, dumb ass. Keep it simple and classy.”

The bathroom filled with the scent of pine as he sprayed his chest and threw on a plain black shirt and skinny jeans. “How’s this.” He flashed a grin at the mirror and made finger guns. “Let’s fuck.”

“That's terrible, do not say that!” Boomer called from the other side of the door making Butch slightly jump.

“Shut the fuck up Boomer!” He shouted before grabbing his jacket and flipping off his little brother who was laughing on the couch. Fuck super hearing.

“You got this bro!” The blond called after him and Butch only slammed the door shut and let out a sigh before walking outside.

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The October air was cool this time of night. The only sound he could hear was the buzzing through his headphones and the thumping of his loud ass heartbeat. His back came to a tree that was just outside her last class of the night. He never truly understood why she wanted to take classes at night, let alone Friday night.

He shoved his hands in his pocket and felt the bunched up paper. He pulled it out and unfolded it. Some of the ink had smeared lightly but the hearts were still intact for the most part.

“Don’t be a pussy.” He whispered to himself. “But also don’t lose everything.”

He stared at the paper before taking the corners and ripping them up and tossing them in the trash can near him. A disgruntled sigh left his lips and he wished that the ground would open up into a vortex and swallow him whole, never to be heard of again.

His mind had been at full speed since the library and he wondered if he should even tell her. How do you be friends with someone for more than ten years and then all of sudden change that?

It should be easy but unlike his brothers and her sisters, they were not the soft and emotional pair. The sappy love songs were always skipped and romance movies turned to comedies with them. He didn’t even know if she would like a bouquet of flowers or just to punch him in the face. Even if he did ask her out, would she even believe him? Would he?

His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and the class began to file out. He had made the decision to leave this conversation for another day, maybe try a romantic setting or something else.

“Sup dude.” Buttercup grinned at him as their fists collided for a fist bump.

“Sup.” He responded.

“Eh class was boring, just a lecture but what can ya do?” She laughed and they fell into a rhythm as they walked.

They talked aimlessly and even their causally conversation was making him shutter and wish for more.

“Hey do you wanna stop and get some coffee? Think I’m gonna stay up and finish some chem homework.” He nodded towards the cafe that was open at all hours. She looked towards him and nodded before a small breeze came and she felt the hair on her neck stand up as goose bumps kissed her skin.

The fabric of his jacket overlapped her shoulders. “You never wear a jacket dummy. Wait here and I’ll go get us some.”

“Thanks.” She said just loud enough to hear.

The cool air swirled around him as he opened the doors to the shop but he felt like he was in the pits of hell. He had been secretly sweating and felt gross knowing that he was so incredibly nervous and hoped that she couldn’t notice.

He walked outside, two cups in his hands, the warm liquid slightly burning his palms but in a relaxing way. He found her standing next to a bench, her eyes focused on something in her hand.

“Here you go-” Butch stopped as his gaze traveled to the piece of paper she was holding.

A corner of a paper with a green ink heart and the letter B + B scribble aimlessly inside. He thought he had thrown out all the paper but of course the universe had decided to go against his wishes.

She saw his eyes widened as she took the coffee before focusing on the heart again. “It's cute.” She said before meeting his gaze.

“That's nothing. Chemistry stuff.” He played it off and took a gulp of his coffee ignoring the fact that it was burning his throat.

She hummed and smiled before sitting on the bench. Luckily the place had thinned out and was practically empty except for the few students stopping to get caffeinated.

“Chemistry huh?”

“Yep.” he popped the P.

Buttercup chuckled softly before leaning her arm on the back of the bench and holding up the paper.

“So do you want me to ignore it or did you want to give your sweaty declaration?”

He gulped. “What do you want me to do?”

She sat for a moment looking at the paper.  

“Dealers choice.” Buttercup smiled before placing it in his hand.

Confidence had always been Butch’s strong suit. At the age of seven he had already built up a wall to counteract anything and anyone thrown his way. Being born as a villain to society meant he had to reinvent his title and he had done it so carefully. He was known to be the rowdy bad boy who could have the room's attention on him with a joke or even a wink.

Doubt was hardly in his ball park and he tended to act first, think later in every aspect of his life. The cockyness and the wittyness had always been there but he felt most like himself when those walls became transparent around her.

He could lie and say it's nothing and maybe a week or month would pass and the moment would spark and he would confess, however she looked like she was more than ready to accept whatever was to be said. Almost like she had been waiting for it.

“I would just hate for you to realize that you lost something you could have had sooner. You always rush head first into things and live on the wild side, don’t hesitate with this.”

Blossoms words played in his head like a broken stereo on repeat. He didn’t want to hesitate. He didn’t want to live with regrets. The butterflies in his stomach had died down slightly. Whatever speech he had planned in the bathroom was long gone. It would be best to speak from his heart than sound like some animated doll who only had five things to say.  

Butch curled his palm. “Alright then.” He said with confidence. He turned to match her stone cold gaze and tight smirk. They loved to play the stare game but right now he wanted to win this war. “Enough bullshit then.”

She tilted her head with interest as he begged for an ounce of confidence to come and rescue him so that he didn’t seem like a sweaty hormonal boy. A soft hand was placed on his shoulder.

“Butch.” She said softly. “Breath. It’s just me.” She winked.

And she was right. He gave her a nod and her hands went back to her lap.

“Buttercup, I spent the last hour trying to think of what to say to you. My head was filled with all these emotions of how I think you’re not only the hottest and coolest girl alive, but how you are my best friend. The thing is I was working myself up over nothing because we know that you like me and I like you.”

She hummed at the statement and took another sip of her coffee.

“Which is why a sappy declaration of why I think your eyes are stunning or how you have a nice ass will not do.”

“I do have a nice ass.” She smirked.

“Yeah well I like telling you that. So.” He held up the paper. “What do you say BC?”

She took the paper with a bright smile. “I think, ‘Wanna fuck?’ would have summed it up.” She said in a low tone mocking his voice.  

“Okay ya know what? Boomer yelled at me for that so I blame him.” They shared a laugh before she set her cup down and cupped his cheek with her hand.

“For the record I don’t mind the sappy shit, at least coming from you.”

He bent down until their noses bummed before tilting his head and capturing her lips slowly. He had always imagined that their first kiss would be ignited by passion or lust, maybe a near death situation. But this right here, sitting in a park on a cool autumn night while sipping on cheap and slightly burned coffee seemed to be just as perfect as the rest.

Her lips were soft to the touch and tasted like mint. The tips of her hair tickled his cheeks as another gust came and she leaned in closer to him. They pulled away and he got lost in her eyes momentarily as they held a spark that seemed new and inviting.

A small tinge of red was on her cheeks as she shifted her eyes towards the ground. “But for the record, we are going to fuck right?” She said.

A laugh escaped his lips. “Oh without a doubt.” He winked at her and flashed a smirk that she thought was charming.

She smiled before they grabbed their coffee and walked towards her apartment building. There was a comfortable silence between them and he was thankful for it. His eyes kept glancing towards her, trying not to get caught but he was taken away by her.

In all the years he had known her, she was seen as an ultimate force for battle. A hunger for justice was always present on her face during battle and a stronger punch would follow. He had seen it all. Her desire to save and fight for others. The media knew her for being dark and sassy, which was true but they also never thought she would be as soft and sweet as her sisters.

Moments like these where there was no one else around and the only sound was the leaves shaking in the wind is what he enjoyed. He got to see her in a light that she hid in the shadows.

Slowly he reached his hand towards hers, a slight hesitation on his part but he interlocked their fingers together and for some reason, it felt like the most natural thing he’s ever done.

She glanced at him, squeezing softly to let him know that it was okay to do.

“I just want you to know that I’m really into you, sappy and cute shit too. You’re always gonna be the toughest person in the world but I’m also gonna like seeing the sugar side of you.”

“Thanks Butch. I’m always gonna like seeing the puppy dog tail of you.” She teased and a fake scoff came from him.

“Wow.” He said dramatically. “That was a low blow and here I was trying to be nice but I see you’re still the same ass wipe as before.” They stared at each other before breaking out into a fit of laughter.

Her giggles came down and she nodded towards her room. “Let’s go watch a movie.” She tugged his hand.

He followed her up the apartment stairs to her room, he could barely contain the smile on his face. The doubt and hesitation was long gone as he kissed her some more that night. If there was one thing he loved more than laying next to her or having her snuggled up into his arms while a movie played, it was the fact that nothing between them had changed.

She was still his best friend who liked to place bets and challenge him to a round of video games. The same girl who could take anyone on for soccer or basketball and even the same girl who stood at city hall with a grin as blood dripped from her nose without a care in the world. She was everything from before and everything he had always wanted.

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Five years later

“Can I ask you a question?” Butch said.

Buttercup looked up from the book she was reading. “Whats up?”

“Well in my class we were talking about belongings and our prized possessions. I said mine was my wedding ring because it reminds me of you.” He smiled as he glanced at the gold band. “So what would yours be?”

BC sat up and looked at her own ring. “I mean I would say my ring too but to be honest it's something you gave me a long time ago.”

He furrowed his eyebrows as she leaned over to her night stand and opened the drawer. She took out a small velvet box that her wedding ring came in.

“Thought you already said your ring.”

She rolled her eyes and no matter how much she did it, he would never get tired of it. “It's what's inside dumb ass.” The box was tossed on her bed and he took it and flipped the latch open.

“Holy shit.” He gasped as he saw the small piece of paper with the faded green inked heart. “I didn’t know you kept this.”

Buttercup shrugged before kissing his cheek. “I don’t know, it means a lot even if it's something simple. Made me realize that I wanted to be with you forever.”

The box was closed and set to the side before he went and kissed her. “I love you.” He said against her lips and she giggled before responding with “I love you too.”

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