#i have an exam in the am whoops

[pinetreespants]

i think so too Leshy...

[plum-pudding-everywhere]

twirling around my room again / spraying blood like the food court fountain!

[stuffedsand]

There's something interesting to be said about the opinions of different fanbases based on culture and how it affects the votes but it's late and I can't write it out too much so only one example for today: amane

Down under the cut so if it gets too long it won't affect anyone's scrollin

Also warning the tags are long on this one

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Basically I think the jp/more asian parts of the fandom tend to lean towards greater good (amane guilty to protect shidou/mahiru/fuuta because if shidous incapacitated in any way someone's dying, mahiru is prone to dying any moment, fuuta is prone to cult mindset rn). Despite my non japanese speaking ass not being able to gather direct evidence for this, I use those surrounding me (asian in asian country) as evidence; namely, how they're mostly amane guilty voters

-Now I'm not saying my personal take but the reason given for guilting her is well. As much as it will cause her more woe it's one way of guaranteeing the safety of the prison. Shidou is the only medical professional after all, and she's "completely hostile" towards him, acc to jackalope. And she doesn't need to overpower him; shes smart, and could sabotage his equipment or just like. Go for his hands to incapacitate him. I doubt he'd fight back.

-Alternatively, it's because it would cause her to fall back on believing she's right. Telling her she's forgiven with how she's acting would cause her to believe her persistance and dedication to this (harmful) mindset is what got her forgiven in the first place

-Meanwhile more western? English fanbase ig I'm not too sure of demographic, but the English speaking side tends to focus on how it affects her. Because of the belief that another guilty verdict will cause more harm to her, an innocent verdict is the obvious solution. What I've seen is the greater focus on what caused the murder over the murder itself and the effects of an innocent verdict on others and then her beliefs. A focus on the past over what she's promised to do in the present and future perhaps. Idk.

-Another reason for the difference could. Possibly be how punishment is viewed? Western countries have much more stigma over any form of punishment but in Asian countries it's normal. Now while I'd say physical punishment isn't the way to go, the refusal of punishment shouldn't be rewarded (imo) but that's all I'll say on it.

-The English fanbase also focuses a lot on how young amane is and how her circumstances were terrible and all that. Those around me tend to focus more on her thoughts around the crime, what she believes the crime was for and how in the right she thinks she is. This may also be the cause of the moral grandstanding I see so often (ie. If you vote amane guilty you're a baaad person) (I don't agree with this btw. That's stupid this is fiction don't insult others over an opinion)

What I will say is the English speaking side is more sympathetic towards amane. They (y'all?) Take her situation into a lot of consideration, and focus on her age as a large factor. Whereas those around me and I assume might be close to the views of the japanese fanbase are more objective, looking at what harm she could cause and what's the greater of the two evils, as well as what she's going to do with the verdict (ie. Use the inno verdict as her doctrines are correct and very right).

There's slight thought given to her age and circumstance of course, by it that's not the main concern rn. Given the current situation, most of my milgram voting friends stay certain that an innocent verdict will not end well, hence the guilty vote. I mean I have a couple friends that feel bad for guiltying her because of her circumstance, but do it anyway cuz it's for the better. My opinion is that she should've been innocent trial one, since we wouldn't have known the concequences, but it's too late now and an innocent will cause more harm overall

tldr asian fanbase from experience focus on the crime itself + what they're gonna do with that experience whereas eng speaking fanbase focus on the circumstances surrounding the crime and on judging only the crime

In myyy opinion. Judging only the crime based on your interpretation isn't how the system should be working, it should take into consideration the prisoners' attitudes and how the prisoner perceives the crime as well.

I hope this was coherent I typed it out at 11pm and went to bed immediately after and I've barely edited anything cuz awake me is less coherent than half asleep me

Also hope this was an interesting post? This topic is interesting to me but I explain better in speaking over typing so it's probably hard to read but I hope this topic scritches y'all's brains like it does mine :)

[strohller27]

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[1o1percentmilk]

lord help me i am about to submit the most dogshit online finals ever

[benetnvsch]

:dancing: changed up my discord profile bc I've had it on-and-off as merlin for like,, almost a year now and need some Adventure in my life and mmmm :) happy !

[nova-stardragon]

Currently bribing myself to finish studying for my test tomorrow with the promise of being able to write more fanfiction.

I have a quarter of my notecard space being filled and am a little over halfway through the content that will be on the exam, so I'm feeling pretty good (I started studying today like 45 minutes ago lmao)

[autism-corner]

coding exams suck if you. dont know how to code.

[burningcomputerpersona]

person: *shows even the slightest hint of interest in music that I enjoy*

me: ah yes a new victim muhahahaha

[depthnessingsweet]

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[brights-place]

My Inner demons X Chaotic S/O

A/N: To that one chic or guy or person! who requested these two dating a chaotic person I love you I jsut accidentally deleted your request! so here I am! 11:57pm tired af after an exam and writing Headcannons WHOOP WHOOP!

Pairings: Pierce X Reader, Rhys X Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Arson, You being chaotic!

Pierce

- Silent but deadly

- describes pierce very well

- but the fact that THE general pierce is dating an chaotic person it makes people question everything

- your relationship is black cat and orange cat! The sun and Moon, The sunshine and Sunshine Protector…

- he sometimes has to put you up in air jail.

- he feels like he's babysitting instead of being a boyfriend. - Pierce provides a calming soothing presence to your craziness. - You two may have separate opinions and be stubborn about it - He's an gentle Giant who cuddles you in secret but finds it hard to do that when your on the ROOF! - Like he stares at you with complete and utter confusion as the others either laugh or Rhys is telling Pierce to get you down from the roof since He's your partner - Air jail is a MUST! lifts you up and deadpans at how you flail in his muscular arms and he had scolded you for climbing the roof - He cups your face and checks if you have any scratches and bruises sighing in relief as he stares at you and pats your head - Pierce literally has to chase you around when - Pierce is the person who gets the least angry out of everybody from what Noi has said and also said the Pierce was the most gentle out of battle... - which you could agree on but dealing with you is an battle for him - Pierce is very tall so sometimes he will pick you up and put you on top of the shelf like how he deals with you in air jail - He is territorial since all daemos are over things they care about since he cares about you he makes sure to put you behind him whenever he feels threatened - if your an daemos like him he would know that it’s normal for ‘Rogue’ daemos to be wild and feral but you were... You were even more feral then rogue daemos

- Even if your an lower class he would cherish you and keep you away from all the problems with whatever crisis goes on well the best he could do - In dameos he is general pierce he has killed thousands but fucking hell you could appear in training and he would glance towards you nodding slightly - After he finishes and would walk over to you and bends down to you to pat your head but instead as you bite his hand to show your affection whihc he deadpans at and sighs before making you let go and kiss his cheek as other knights stare shocked at the scary general on battle having an partner - He generally does not outwardly express his feelings and only speaks when he needs to but with you he doesn't show expression in public but in private he can - I mean it's known he is an gentle giant off the battle field but its surprising to see it

- He freaked out quietly when he saw you about to go tackle an knight who took the last bit of your favorite food

- he had to grab you and pull you back and put you in air jail as you go feral in his arms as he walks off with you as Noi admires Pierce with Rhys and Leif staring in absolutely confusion - He has this sense when knowing your gonna do something idiotic he already had one when some of the others had joined but when he started dating you it had spiked up. - When you run down the hallway cackling with one of noi's daggers laughing like an maniac shouting 'Stab! Stab!’ like nifty from hazbin hotel. - Pierce knows when to sticks out his arm and make you stop midway from going to attack the flying bird as you stare at him with your eyes before clinging to him - Pierce is an quick learner like Rhys well not as good as Rhys but he can understand or even learn things faster than the other Daemos. - when he had to leave for his mission with Prince Asch to get more magic due to the magic crisis in daemos he just stared at you - Pierce stood in front of you as you stare up at him with your slitted pupils as he looks to the group and back to you before you hugged him tightly as he hugged you back as you placed an quick kiss on his lips as he returned it and patted your head before leaving

- To be honest many moons have passed and you still missed pierce but knew it was important for him to do this Mission

- When he returned later on after ‘years’ we know that one day in earth is like one week in daemos so when you saw him you couldn’t be happier you ran to him and hugged him before clinging to his back giggling happily

- Though he stared at you with an soft smile which was rare but you noticed that he sighed and hugged you before you too left to his room - You held onto him and peppered his face with kisses as he sighed in relaxation as you told him you missed him as he spoke "yes"

- Pierce had told you about his adventures and about his Idol socky the sock puppet and how he was and I quote 'I kin socky the sock puppet' you didn't understand those strange words so you stared at him - You smiled listening to his stories not causing chaos just missing your partner and glad his muscular arms around him

Rhys

- He needs an BREAK GIVE THIS MAN AN BREAK!!!

- Due to my Headcannons of them having an heightened sense of smell this dude will KNOW when you light something on fire, plan on doing any pranks or if he smells something toxic

- He’s like the mother of the group and since he has to keep the group under control having you around is calming but you are so chaotic it also adds him pressure.

- You know that meme where there’s one person holding leashes of one gremlin imagine that but with Rhys and the other daemos men.

- he loves you dearly and freaks out when you do something dumb

- he mainly tried to get you away from Lief since you two like to be chaotic dumbasses

- If your an human and he fell in love with you he would try to convince Asch not to use you as an source of life to fix the problem in daemos.

- which he succeeds in surprisingly.

- When needed to calm you down from doing something dumb he would try to soothe you which kind of works but when he looks away to go back to his studies your out of the room and climbing the pillars of their Magical home like place inside Ava’s walls.

- He likes to study and relax most of the time but when you come barging in out of nowhere and sit down in his little laboratory and study he knows that your gonna do something dumb.

- Though when he is stressed he likes to see your face out of nowhere

- He has a spray bottle and then spray it at you when you do something dumb

- Ava gave it to him as an gift.

- he mostly uses it on Asch but when your being EVEN MORE CHAOTIC he uses it

- he finds it funny when your face scrunches up and you hiss at him.

- He likes to teach you about daemos if your an human but he would try avoid talking about the so called ‘monster’ problem in daemos

- your chaotic energy mixed with his Is like the sun and moon relationship.

- An Snowy Owl and Orange Cat relationship technically

- though he hates when your being chaotic sometimes he likes to watch you pull some pranks on Asch secretly he laughs abit

- You know when you have to be serious so when you see him close to breaking down just relax him with some hugs and pepper his face with kisses

- He needs distractions most of the time due to being so hard working and you just being there to distract him is enough.

- if your an fellow daemos he would know that it’s normal for ‘Rogue’ daemos to be wild

- Even if your an lower class he would cherish you and keep you away from all the Drama with whatever crisis goes on.

- Lady Grandma is very fond of you and laughs whenever you do something dumb she says that you and Rhys made the perfect couple due to opposites attract.

- Though it is know daemos are territorial Rhys is especially territorial when it comes to you

- He would literally make sure that nothing and nobody knows about him dating you or the fact that someone even TRIES to touch you the only one who does know his relationship with an ‘Lower class’ daemos is Asch

- Asch May seem like he hates you but he enjoys watching you prank rahl for him.

- That’s how Rhys was shocked to see you and Asch laughing together

- He freaked out when he saw you about to poke an beast that was sleeping.

- he had to grab you and yell at you in an hushed tone while dragging you away.

- Him dating you It’s obvious he’s gonna be scolding you for being an chaotic dummy

- again if your an fellow daemos when he had to leave for his mission with Prince Asch to get more magic due to the magic crisis in daemos he told you and told you not to cause too much trouble.

- He has this sixth sense when knowing your gonna do something idiotic he already had one when Lief joined but when he started dating you it SPIKED

- To be honest many moons have passed and you still missed him

- When he returned later on after ‘years’ we know that one day in earth is like one week in daemos so when you saw him you couldn’t be happier

- Though the look in his eyes…

- you couldn’t help but frown.

- you didn’t cause chaos like always but you soothed him by just standing beside him and hugging him.

- you may be his chaotic lover but he wouldn’t trade you for the world you bring him peace and calm him down when needed too whenever your not being an chaotic dipshit.

- Rhys would hold onto you and relax in your arms, and oh how he missed you

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[starkidmunson]

glitter & crimson

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If Steve behaves during workouts over the next few days, he can’t be blamed. He’s trying to prove to his coaches and the team’s medical staff that he’s not rushing a return to the ice, but that he’s ready to lace up and get back out there. He bargains his way out of the full plastic face protection mask, opting for a full cage instead. By Sunday, he’s participating in the last full team practice before they pack up to leave Chicago, keeping up with his teammates despite how much he felt he’d been struggling just days earlier.

“You holding up?” Max asks, loudly, as he skates past where a few of the team doctors are sitting, observing and chatting.

“I’m fine,” He answers, and takes a shot, scoring past their goalie who had belly-flopped in the opposite direction of the puck. 

A few of his teammates ‘whoop’, while the goalie slams his stick against the ice, shoving a glove off his hand to flip Steve off, before getting back to work. 

Steve just snorts and skates back toward Max, holding his arms out. “Would you like to do a formal exam? I promise I’m good. I feel good.” He swears, winking at the redhead, scrunching up the side of his face still recovering, immediately wincing. She rolls her eyes and he laughs softly at himself. “Okay, that didn’t feel good, but that’s just because I’m dumb.”

“Not dumb!” She chastises, pointing at him, and the look on her face tells him he’s about to get a scheduled lecture from the entire Party about how he talks about himself again, so he opts to skate away instead, avoiding digging a hole for himself he can’t get out of.

It’s suspiciously quiet and seemingly empty at the apartment that afternoon until Steve ultimately finds Robin lying across his bed. His clothes are scattered everywhere around her. She shoots him a sheepish smile when he drops his bag beside her and raises an eyebrow.

“I was hoping to figure out a few outfits for you to take and look hot for your date with Eddie, but then I realized I have no idea how to dress you to impress a man.” She says, flopping back into the pillows.

Steve snorts and rolls his eyes. “I don’t think that was supposed to be an insult, but, ya know…” He trails off and laughs as Robin tosses a pillow in his direction.

“You know what I mean!”

“I do,” Steve laughs, catching the pillow and sitting beside Robin, picking at the seam of the pillowcase. “If it’s any consolation, I also have no idea how to dress me to impress guys. But I also don’t think impressing Eddie is going to have anything to do with what I wear. At least I hope it won’t.”

Robin makes a gagging noise, but it’s around a little smile, and Steve rolls his eyes before laying beside her, shoving a few tops out of his way. She waits until he’s not looking at her to speak again, both of them looking at the ceiling over his bed. “I just really want this to work for you. You deserve to be happy.” 

“I am happy, Robbie. I promise.” Steve’s softer, and for the first time in a long time, he thinks he honestly means it. Robin turns her head to look at him for a second before she wiggles closer to him and rests her head against his shoulder.

“You’re going to have to actually ask him out on a date, though, you know.” She says after a few beats, which makes him laugh.

“Not if he beats me to it,” He teases, pressing a little kiss to Robin’s temple. “But yeah, I know. I think I’m getting there.”

They lay like that for a few more minutes before Robin eventually shoves herself away from him, demanding he shower before they cuddle anymore. When Steve reenters his bedroom after a hot shower, he finds Robin has paired several tops to pants and folded them together, giving him options for outfits.

“I am humanly capable of dressing myself. I’ve been doing it for nearly 30 years now, you know.” He teases, and she rolls her eyes as he towel dries his hair. He drops the towel into his hamper and tips his head, makes an impressed face. “I wouldn’t have thought to put those pants with that top though, and I think it might just work.” He adds, lifting one of the pairings Robin has come up with and setting it into his travel bag. Robin grins and holds a finger up for him to wait, dashes out of the room, and returns a few moments later with a gray cardigan. “One step too far.” He teases, taking it from her hands and eyeing it skeptically.

“Just trust me on this? You look cuddly when you’re cozy.” She insists, so he sighs and packs it away despite his reservations.

Robin haphazardly throws a few pair of underwear, three tops and a single pair of jeans into a backpack and declares she’s ready to make the trip. 

It’s an early call at the airport on Monday, and Steve’s mostly still asleep as Robin slips into the window seat, pulling him along with her. He uses her shoulder, in combination with a neck pillow, as a headrest to sleep the flight away and he wakes up to his ears popping on the dissent, feeling a little more rested.

The players travel from the airport to check in at the hotel, then a few make their way to do tourist-y things around the city. Steve and Robin tag along, but end up breaking off from the group a few bars in along Broadway. They settle themselves into a corner and share a fishbowl sized concoction, and Steve texts Eddie to let him know they’ve arrived safe and sound and have already hit the town.

Eddie responds to the photo of Steve and Robin sipping from straws in the same bowl with a selfie Gareth took. Eddie’s in the background, using what looks to Steve like an oversized inhaler. He’s up in an instant, making his way around the woman performing on the small stage and outside onto the street where it’s not as noisy so he can call Eddie.

“That was fast,” Eddie teases, and he sounds fine, which confuses Steve further.

“Are you okay? What’s with the inhaler?” He asks, and Eddie’s quiet for a beat.

“Oh, no, Stevie, that’s not a… it’s a nebulizer. I was laying down vocal tracks earlier and it helps keep me from losing my voice.” He explains, then quickly follows up. “Oh my god, did you call because you were worried? That’s so… god, you’re adorable, you know that?”

Steve feels himself blush, and is grateful that they’re on a voice call and not a FaceTime, because Eddie would only tease him more if he could see the shade of red he’s sure his face is. “Shut up, I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“You’re so fucking sweet, Stevie.” Eddie’s voice is like butter, his charm on maximum, and Steve bites at his lip as he listens. “How long are you in town after the game?”

“Back to Chicago on Thursday for two days, then we hit a road stretch for most of next week.” Steve answers, and Eddie hums. “What’s that for?” Steve asks, genuinely curious.

“Means I’m trying to figure out if I want to hit the road, or wait until you’re back in Chicago for more than two days to make the next trip to see you.” 

Steve takes a deep breath at that, smiles, and lets out a huff of air that sounds like a light laugh. “I’m going to go back into the bar and finish this fishbowl, then we’re going back to the hotel to swim and sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow, after the game, okay?”

“I thought you didn’t drink before games?” Eddie asks, and Steve tries not to melt at the details the other remembers.

“I’m not taking the ice tomorrow, and I… usually just have a cut-off time. When we first met, I was worried I would say something stupid if I started drinking and end up scaring you off.” It’s more honest than he intends to be, more information than he means to share, but he doesn’t regret telling Eddie, and he isn’t embarrassed.

“I think we both know it takes more than that to scare me off, sweetheart.”

Steve’s pretty sure he stops breathing at the term of endearment and he can’t tell if Eddie is freaking out or proud of himself, because he doesn’t say anything for a moment before he gives a quick goodbye and hangs up, leaving Steve standing on Broadway, looking up at the “Tootsies Orchid Lounge” sign, trying to keep himself from spiraling.

Some time must pass, then, before Robin comes out to check on him, gently lays a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. “Dude, you okay?”

“He, uh. He called me sweetheart.” 

“Good grief,” Robin mumbles, resting her head on Steve’s shoulder. “I thought he broke up with you or something.”

“Kinda hard to break up with someone you aren’t dating, Robbie.” Steve shakes his head in an effort to pull himself together.

“Whatever you say,” she tugs his arm, then, leading him back into the bar where they finish their drink and head back to the hotel. 

~~~

Open mouth, insert foot. The Eddie Special. The one thing becoming a constant during his conversations with Steve.

“What did you call him?” Jeff asks around a smile after Eddie hangs up the phone, grabs the nearest throw pillow, and shoves his face into it.

“I’m pretty sure he said sweetheart.” Gareth provides in the least helpful moment he’s ever been to Eddie, confirming he had, indeed, used a fucking pet name while speaking with Steve.

“How did he take that?” Jeff is softer, no longer following the initial taunting route he seemed to be heading down, likely sensing Eddie’s unraveling.

“I don’t know, I think I blacked out.” He speaks into the pillow, muffled, before he drops it into his lap and stares blankly at the wall.

“Well, me and Jeff’ll be there tomorrow. We can try to prevent any catastrophes within our capabilities?” Gareth smacks Jeff’s leg, who nods in agreement, and Eddie sighs and throws himself back into the studio sofa.

The next day, they get to Bridgestone Arena early enough to grab snacks and not run into too many people who recognize them before filling into their suite. Eddie settles into his seat, comfortable with the temperature now that he knows how to dress for a game. 

The teams eventually make their way to the ice, and Eddie zeroes in on Steve until he skates into the Blackhawk’s box after the anthem.

This time around, Eddie manages to follow a good deal of what’s happening. He’s learned a lot about the game since his first attendance, and he finds it easier to track the puck now than it had seemed previously. He watches as the Preds make an early goal, how the Blackhawks are quick to respond by securing their own point. Watches as a play goes sideways, and a Blackhawk player ends up flipping over another player, then lays on the ice in just the right position to know something is wrong, that he’s hurt.

Play doesn’t stop for long, and when things pick back up, Steve takes the ice. Eddie snaps his fingers between Jeff and Gareth once before he’s on his feet, cheering. The boys join him, and soon, most of the Arena is giving Steve a standing ovation. Steve, though, is facing the direction of Eddie’s suite and gives a little salute before dropping into position, ready for the puck to hit the ice. 

~~~

When the backup forward goes down, Steve springs to his feet from inside the visitors box. An attempt at goal had drawn everyone near the Blackhawk’s net. A Predator had dove for the puck, and things went south fast. Watching from the sidelines was like watching in slow motion, as the med staff checked in on everyone involved and eventually carted the forward off the ice to be evaluated.

Behind him, the coaches evaluate their options as Steve checks his laces and lifts his helmet before tapping the coach's arm.

“I got this,” he promises, settling the helmet over his head and securing the cage over his face. With just a moment of hesitation, the coaches agree and Steve skates to center ice.

He bends down, waiting for the Predator’s forward to join him in their wait for the ref with the puck, but cheers erupt from one end of the arena and slowly, the noise wraps around the room. 

Steve straightens to look around, taking in who exactly was cheering. Fans in both Blackhawks gear and Predators are standing together, cheering and clapping. He glances around, confused before he notices a few of the players on both sides of the ice are also clapping toward him. That’s when it clicks, that all the noise is for him. 

He turns to where the cheering originated, zeroes in on the curly hair over a jersey with his number on the sleeves and he can’t help but grin. Steve gives a little gesture in Eddie’s direction, before skating back to the center ice with the Predator’s forward.

“Welcome back, Harrington.” The other forward says, just as the ref drops the puck and the game picked back up.

~~~

The Blackhawks don’t win the game, but it feels like the cement is drying around the memory in his mind as he showers after the game. He’d played well, even scored a goal, but the Predators manage to get a buzzer-beater in at the last minute after tying things up near the end of the third. But the cheering when he stepped back out onto the ice was an experience he’d never forget.

Eddie texts Steve the address to a brewery in East Nashville, and that’s where he and Robin head as everyone else makes their way into the city. 

Upon arrival, Robin b-lines across the parking lot for the door, but Steve spots a thin trail of smoke that catches his attention. He follows it, smiles when it turns out to be exactly who he expected. Eddie’s propped up against the side of the building, foot resting flat as his back against the wall behind him, smoking a cigarette.

“Kinda figured I’d find you at the end of the smoke trail.” Steve teased softly, catching Eddie’s attention. 

“Looks like I’ve been caught, then,” Eddie laughs, and takes a long, final drag from the cigarette before putting it out into the ash urn. He blows the smoke away from Steve, and keeps a smile on his face. “Wanna grab a drink? I had the guys order appetizers, but we can get real food, too, if you want?”

“I actually….” Steve hesitates, and Eddie raises his eyebrows. Steve considers dropping it, just agreeing to go inside and eat and have a good time with everyone. But then Eddie’s face softens into a little smile and Steve’s chest warms. “Fuck it. Do you want to grab dinner tomorrow? Just the two of us?”

Eddie visibly blue screens. There’s no emotion on his face as he watches Steve before him for a moment, then breaks out into a grin. “You asking me on a date, Harrington?”

“I am.” Steve nods, grins back at Eddie, watches as he twists a curl around his finger and pulls it in front of his face, twisting his body so his arm is propped against the wall, facing Steve head on.

“I think I would like that, yeah.” Eddie agrees. Steve smiles, feels like something has lifted between the two of them, and holds his hand out. Eddie tangles their fingers together and lets Steve pull him into the brewery.

Robin seems suspicious as they enter, but drops her interest as they sit at the end of the table across from one another, sipping on beers and munching on nachos and mozzarella sticks, chatting about the game and the new music the band is recording. 

And if Steve manages to keep his composure when Eddie hooks an ankle around his own under the table, it’s because he’s an adult and not a high schooler tripping over his own feet to impress the guy across from him, and totally not because he knows the entire rest of the table would have a field day if he got flustered by the littlest touch.

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From Afar

Yuno Grinberryall x Fem!reader

I'm unsure if i should have a specific banner for my series or my stories in general or if i should change it each time, tell me what you think!

cw - unchecked

Plot: Y/N Hanabi is a commoner who has always hated her fireworks magic even though the townsfolk have always praised her. As she grew up, a woman in her life changed her view completely, making her appreciate and slowly understand her "silly" magic.

Even if she started using her magic more, she had no interest in joining the magic knights, and yet during the elves' reincarnation, she helped save the people of the Clover Kingdom. This resulted in the Sorcery King noticing her and convincing her to join the knights, which, after many rejections, she. In the end. Took on the request and participated in the entrance exam a year after getting her grimoire. Once she joined the Blue Rose Knights, something or more like someone was going to completely change ,what once was, her daily routine.

Previous

Ever since I got my grimoire, it's almost as if life at the hostel got busier. I wouldn't exactly be mad about it because it means we're getting more and more clients, but it also means I have to use my magic all the time! But on the bright side, Serene always visited us and helped out a lot. She was the self-proclaimed Paladin of Justice for us commoners. Soon, she became known in my town, and people always asked me when she was going to be back. What a pain... But deep inside, it made me happy to know people liked my friend

"Y/N, darling, could you please go serve out the dishes?" My mom shouted from across the hall. It did sound like a question but if I even dared to refuse I would have been in trouble. I ran to the kitchen since the guest had been waiting for about twenty minutes. As soon as I opened the kitchen door a nervy comment hit my face: "Look who finally decided to stop sitting on their ass and help out!" My cousin spoke. He was the most annoying guy in the whole universe. And, if we weren't family, I would have already beat him up.

"Yeah yeah I'm here. Now give me those dishes before the guests get mad" I commented back and he gave me a snarky smile before handing me about four plates to bring out.

That afternoon I was sweeping the lobby when a shadow towered over my figure. Right after some water was splashed on the floor I had been cleaning for the past hour. "Whoops~" I turned around to be met by a woman, dressed in noble clothes and with the wrinkliest face I had ever seen. On her ugly wrinkly face sat a smirk as she fake apologized for 'accidentally', spilling her water magic on the floor. I was about to lash out on her due to my terrible customer service. But I was soon stopped by an angry voice at the entrance. "Excuse me, Miss. But who do you think you are?" We both turned around stunned, and I was met by none other than Serene. Paladin of justice for us commoners, I guess. The breath of the noble lady hitched, and she fought back: "And who might you be? Let me guess, a lowly peasant. '' She chuckled and looked at Serene funny. "And what if I am? What does that mean to you? That you're a high-level person but lowly scum in the eyes of righteousness? In a world where you can be better than most and be seen as a beautiful person, you chose to be part of the mass and just follow like a wet dog the orders of someone else? People like you are bland, stale, and boring. You're the reason why this kingdom is fucked up" The lady was left shook and speechless. After a bit she grunted and stormed off, letting Serene a clear path to me.

"How's it going, Y/N? D'ya miss me?" She chuckled and extended her arms as if she expected a hug. I laughed lightly and hugged her : "I really really missed you!" We talked for a bit before my father came up to me. "Oh, Y/N, didn't know you had friends coming over!" He greeted Serene. She shook his hand. They chatted for a few minutes but then he spoke to me: "Y/N why don't you go hang out with your friend for a while? we're not having any rushes right now, so feel free to go!" I thanked him before putting away my uniform and quickly reaching Serene. She put out her hand and as soon as I held it, she ran out the door and we started running through town! "Serene slow down. I'm gonna fall!" I shouted at her, to which she just laughed and brought me closer to her.

"Jump," She whispered to me, and I did. Immediately under us formed a sort of cotton cloud, which she used to make us move even faster. "Where are we going?" I asked as the wind hit my face, making me blink. "To the capital silly." She spoke softly as we flew up into the air, and I took in the look of a huge fortified city with a castle slightly taller than the rest of the city. I was in awe at the sight. It wasn't as picturesque as the one from the grimoire acceptance ceremony, but it was still beautiful. I could tell it was a very busy and packed city, even people in brooms were flying to it! Once we landed, I noticed that the city was even more packed and busy than I expected. People were coming from all over, well, mostly kids our age. Serene brought me to a food stand, and she had me try a fried salamander on a stick. The salamander was crunchy and oddly sweet, and then she made me try roaster purple viper, and it was very dry and stale. I hated it!

After an hour or more of going around, I stopped when a huge tree towered over an arena at the center of the city. Serene took a step back before emitting a shocked sound and putting her hand over her mouth. "Oops- I almost forgot why we're here." And at that point, I looked at her in confusion. Once again, she took my arm, and before running, she whispered and winked to me. "Don't worry, you just gotta be quiet," She ordered as she put a finger over her mouth. Right after we started running and she brought me to an entrance at the back of the arena I noticed a few minutes ago. We walked in, and inside were all the kids our age I had seen a few hours prior. "Serene, what is this?" I questioned her as i followed her steps through the round corridor. "This is the Magic Knights entrance exam!" I let out a confused sound before starting to get nervous. "Can we actually be here? Isn't it supposed to be closed off to the public? What if someone catches us? What if not just someone but a Magic Knight Captain?" I was sweating, not because it was July, but because I was scared. Serene was very Nonchalant about it, as if sneaking to the exam was normal to her. "Oh, don't worry, it's going to be fine!" She stopped and brought her arms on top of the stone fencing, which ensured people from not falling off, and on one hand, she rested her chin. Without thinking, I got right next to her and started watching the exam, and then a light clicked in my head. "Serene, look!" I pointed upwards since they were flying around on brooms. "That's the four leaf guy we met at the acceptance ceremony." She faced towards where i was pointing and chuckled. "Didn't know people could be so good at flying on their first time! He must be a very irritating prick. " I giggled with her. Even though of the annoying personality he showed at the ceremony, i just couldn't help but find something about him... Cool? As if he was acting cool just for me to look at him... Oh god what the fuck that is very desperate of me. Wow.

Serene and I kept chatting and having fun when, how I predicted, someone caught us. "Excuse me." We both worriedly turned around to face the stern and serious voice, only to be met by a golden mask with pom poms at the back. On further inspection, the guy was wearing a cape, and on it was the Golden Dawn's logo. For context the Golden Dawn is like the strongest Magic Knight company in the whole kingdom, being composed mostly of high-level nobles with lots of mana and an extremely overpowered captain. Wait a second... THAT WAS THE CAPTAIN WILLIAM VANGEANCE! I could feel my face go pale, and my legs shivered at the thought of being scolded and insulted by a high-lever knight... Before I could try to explain myself, the captain spoke.

"Your Gracefulness Princess Temima, What are you doing here?”

Huh... Princess... What?

Wait, why is he looking deep in Serene's eyes?

…

IS SERENE A PRINCESS???

I stood there shaking when Serene spoke up. "Who the hell is this Princess Temima cause I have never heard a name so stupid. Are you pranking us, you... Masked buffoon? Either way, now if you don't keep bothering us, my friend and I will go away. Please and thank you." She spoke sternly, almost pissed at him. Then she took my hand and we ran out of there as soon as possible. Once we were out, we were out of breath, and before I could ask anything to Serene, she spoke. "I think It's time I bring you home." Oh yeah, she was mad. I think that Captain really irked something in her. Without objection, I let her bring me home, and ever since then, I didn't see her again.

Timeskip few months

That evening, I was grocery shopping with my mom. Lately, I have been a little more upset than usual, so my family tried to get me out as much as possible. "Y/N dear, could you please go pick these things?" She handed me a small piece of paper, and I went on my merry way. Shopping was boring, I saw these people almost every day, and I did the same things every week. I just couldn't take it anymore. My life had become boring, plain, and stale like a piece of dry bread. I was mad at Serene for not showing up again. Not only that, but the fact she disappeared after someone high-ranked called her princess, which made her even more suspicious. If she really was a princess, why would she need to hide it? She's so lucky to be blessed with nobility and so cool to be royal yet help out commoners and peasants. Also, didn't that Vangeance guy call her Temima? Yet I've always known her as Serene, and I was supposedly her best friend! Ugh, she's so weird and difficult. It took me some time to finish getting the groceries before trying to find my mom. It was getting dark and kind of cold when suddenly the whole market heard something break and people screaming. I started coughing, and when I turned around, there was smoke coming from around the corner. The fire started spreading, and people started running. That's when I noticed that they weren't running away from the fire yet from something... Who could be attacking a common town? Without a second thought, I brought out my grimoire. "Firework Magic: Crossettes of Purity!"

I shouted, and from my hands, I shot 2 fireworks which ended in a cross, hence the name crossette, and the two fireworks collided and landed on whatever was attacking us, leaving it stunned. I then shot fire under my feet to launch me near the spot of the stunned foe. Once I landed, and the smoke went away, I was met with the disgusting and maggot filled rotting body of my old neighbor, an ex magic knight. Before I could do anything, the guy got back up again, and as I took in the look of the decaying corpse, something behind peaked my attention. I moved my eyes slightly only to be met by an army of un-dead people and lots of fire around us.

"What. The. Fuck. Is. Going. On!”

And this was the second chapter!!! Sadly, I didn't have much inspiration for this, and maybe even for the next pair of chapters, they might be very, very boring, so please be patient with me! I tried to prep some angst between MC and Serene. i wonder if it'll be good! Let me know what you think and leave suggestions or even writing requests if you enjoy my style! see you next week with the next From Afar chapter!!!

-Ringo

[writeforfandoms]

Warrior Song 2

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We are officially into Infinite! Although I play pretty fast and loose with the timeline, because this is my sandbox and I said so. So there.

Eventual John/Master Chief x f!reader

Warnings: Mild violence, allusions to torture (from the game), medical terms and exams, swearing, Emotions. 

Word count: 2.5k

You didn’t see him for a couple weeks after that. But more survivors trickled into camp, and you heard stories as they all passed through your medical area. 

The Master Chief was, apparently, waging a one-man war against Escharum. And from what you’d heard, he was doing pretty damn well. 

Which meant more survivors, more people coming in, more resources needed. You did the best you could. You had things prepped, kept supplies stored up like you were about to hibernate. 

But the last thing you expected was for Chief to haul in a man and deposit him on the table, ignoring the man’s protests. 

You took one look and moved. “Carter! I need bandages and aloe gel in here!” you yelled back into the hallway, even as you grabbed one of the prepared pain relief teas. “Drink this,” you told the man on the table, voice much gentler. “I know it doesn’t taste good, but it will help.” 

“What is it?” He looked at the tea with ill-concealed suspicion.

“Tea, it’ll help with the pain. And with hydration.” You smiled, even as you examined what you could see of his skin. “It’s a win-win like that.”

He looked at something behind you (you guessed the Chief) before he took a drink. And grimaced. “You weren’t kidding,” he grumbled.

“I know,” you murmured sympathetically. “I’m sorry. If I had sugar, I’d throw some in there.” You waited until he’d taken another drink to motion to his clothes. “I need to check you over. Do you need help getting out of these?” 

Which was when you were interrupted. Beck strode into the room, two more marines with him, with Carter scurrying in after them and giving you an apologetic look. 

“Chief! It’s good to see you again!” Beck smiled. “What’s the situation?” 

“Sir.” Chief glanced at his buddy? Partner? Whatever, and then looked at Beck. “Mission objective has been completed.” 

“Escharum?” Beck’s eyes went wide.

“Deceased,” Chief confirmed. 

A whoop went up from one of the marines, and you hit your limit. Stomping over to the group of them, you narrowed your eyes. 

“Get out,” you said firmly.

Beck’s eyebrows both shot up. “I beg your pardon?”

“You are in my medical unit, while I am attempting to examine a patient. Get out. Have your meeting somewhere else.” You narrowed your eyes further at Beck, outright glaring at him. You’d shout him down too if you had to.

“Miss–”

“Exactly. Miss. Not one of your underlings. You made me head of medical here, so as head of medical, get the hell out of my space.” 

Chief was the first to move, dipping his head to you in a respectful nod before he walked outside. Beck shot you a look, undoubtedly annoyed at you, but followed. Carter, the wimp, had left you the supplies and scampered. 

Huffing, you turned back to the man on the table, who was gaping at you. A little. 

“Did you just yell at your CO?” he asked, awed.

“Not my CO,” you replied cheerfully, picking up the bandages and aloe to bring over to the table. “I’m a civilian contractor, regardless of the fact that we’re currently stuck on an alien ring-world thing. Besides, he needs me and we both know it.” 

“You’re a brave woman.” He hissed as he eased his vest off, and you hurried to help. 

“Not really. Just very, very tired.” You smiled at him. “What’s your name?”

“Fernando Esparza.”

You gave him your name in turn, easing his shirt off and setting it off to the side. “Well, looks like you got lucky,” you murmured, leaning in closer to examine him. “I don’t actually see any burns, which is good. I’m sure it feels pretty bad, but apart from stressed muscles, there’s very little actual damage.”

“Doesn’t feel like it,” he admitted, grimacing when you gently prodded at his belly to make sure there was no internal bleeding. 

“I know. I’m going to have you drink more tea, that’ll help. Sleep will help too.” You frowned at some bruising but ultimately decided it was fine and continued on. “I’d like you to stay for a few days and rest.”

“Here?” He looked around almost nervously.

“Doesn’t have to be right here,” you murmured, hiding a grin. “I know there are open beds, although you’re also welcome to bunk down here. I’ve got another exam room I can use.” You hesitated, searching his face. A little gaunt, a little haunted. Tired. Still pinched with pain. “I promise you will be okay, but you need rest and a few good meals. Nobody here will bother you about it. And if someone does, I’ll shout them down for you.”

That got him to chuckle, even as his gaze darted nervously to the door again. “Even if it’s the Chief?”

“I’ve shouted him down before,” you agreed with an easy grin. “I’ll do it again if it needs to be done.”

“Maybe we should just let you yell at the Banished,” he mused, lips twitching under his beard. “They’d probably pack up in shame and go home.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Well, I’m sure I could whip up a sufficiently disappointed rant for them,” you agreed, stepping back to give Fernando space to hop down off the table. “Take the tea with you. Drink the whole thing. Get a hot meal, use the bathing facilities. Get a full night’s sleep tonight.”

“Yes ma’am,” he agreed with a smile, picking up the tea.

“And one more thing.” You smiled a little. “Would you like a hug?”

His expression crumpled, just a little, and he stepped into your space without prompting. You hugged him, holding steady until his breathing evened out and he pulled back. He already looked steadier, though moisture still gathered in his eyes. “Thank you.”

“Any time.” You helped him back into his clothes. “I’m here any time. For whatever you need. Especially shouting people down.”

He barked out a laugh and nodded. “Got it.” And then he was gone, leaving you in the exam room by yourself again. 

You slumped into your chair, briefly covering your face with one hand. This whole situation was so… everything was so… Your heart hurt for him. That was all. This was okay. He would be okay, and things would continue.

A few deep breaths let you relax enough to look up. You still had work to do, after all. 

You cleaned the room yourself, using the tasks to settle yourself again. This was fine. Everything would be fine. 

You chose to be optimistic that Fernando didn’t come find you again. Presumably that meant no one had given him problems about staying for a couple days. 

If you found out otherwise, you’d be having words with people.

You waited until the following morning to search them out. As it turned out, it wasn’t hard. All you had to do was head for the Pelican and you found the two sitting inside. 

“Good morning,” you greeted, holding up two carefully balanced containers of coffee. “Care for a little pick-me-up?”

“Is that coffee?” Fernando was on his feet in a moment, and you were pleased to see him moving easier already. The look he gave you over his coffee was near-worshipful. 

“We’re not totally without the little things,” you agreed with a smile, holding out the free coffee to Chief. He took it slowly, nodding once to you. “I still want you to take it easy today, Fernando.”

He nodded, still clutching his coffee close. “Doctor’s orders?”

“If they need to be,” you agreed easily. “I was hoping that you’d be sensible, being a fellow civilian and all.”

He quirked a grin. “I think we can take one more day,” he agreed, glancing at Chief, as if he expected resistance.

Before Chief could protest, though, you nodded. “Good! I have some things I need to do, and Lieutenant Beck wanted to speak to you sometime today, Chief.” You nodded to the two men and backed off the Pelican. 

You did, as a matter of fact, have things to do. You and the techs were going out to gather more plants for your work, and then you’d probably spend the next couple days processing them all. 

But when it was time to go, you were surprised to find Chief with two marines waiting for you. Your eyebrows shot up at the sight. 

“What’s this?” you asked lightly, walking slowly over to the Warthogs. 

Chief just shrugged, a slight movement of his armor. “Lieutenant asked me to go along.”

You doubted that was all there was to it. There were undoubtedly more important things he could be doing. Then again, maybe not while Fernando was recovering.

So you shelved your doubt and nodded once, getting into a Warthog. Your two techs got in the other one… away from the Chief, you noticed. Wimps. But affection suffused the word, even in the privacy of your own mind. Carter and Lindsay were the closest thing you had to family here, now. So you couldn’t be too mad at them.

The trip was longer than normal, since you’d already used up everything closer to base. But all was quiet, and you hopped out once the marines parked. 

You didn’t even go a step before the Chief was in front of you, looming effortlessly over you. You halted, looking up into the visor in silent question. 

“Do not wander,” he said, quiet but stern. 

“Understood.” Safety concern, then. You could live with that. Motioning to your techs, you three fanned out, each with an escort. Chief was with you, alert but not overbearing. 

Honestly, you had a good haul. Lots of good plants here. You even found wild garlic, something that nearly made you shout with joy. But you only gave yourself a fist pump before you were gathering as much as you could. 

At least until you heard the shout of your name.

You and Chief both snapped that direction, and you grabbed your basket and ran. Chief kept pace with you easily, apparently refusing to go ahead and potentially leave you in danger. 

Lindsay was standing next to the marine guarding her, frowning thunderously. “He ate a mushroom,” she told you without preamble. “Didn’t see what kind it was, though.”

You swore, softly but extensively. “Show me where you found it,” you demanded of the marine, who was going from looking bemused to very rapidly startled, approaching scared. 

“But I’ve eaten mushrooms before,” the marine said, eyes darting between you, Lindsay, and the Chief. 

“Not an unidentified one,” you grumbled. “Do you have any idea how many varieties of mushroom are poisonous?” 

That got him nearly tripping over his feet to show you where he’d found the mushroom, and you spent several minutes trying to find more. When you did, you frowned. 

“I don’t have any idea if this is a safe variety or not,” you mumbled. Fishing around in your pockets for an extra glove, you very carefully picked one and folded it inside the glove, so it couldn’t touch anything else. 

“Am I gonna die?” The marine sounded scared now. Finally.

“No idea,” you answered honestly, heaving yourself back to your feet with a grimace as your knees popped. “I’ll do my best to make sure you don’t. Who knows, you might just have hallucinations for a while.” 

He did not look reassured. Good. 

“We should get back so I can get him under observation,” you said to Lindsay and the Chief. “Lindsay, you mind getting Carter and his escort?” 

Lindsay nodded and darted off, and you grabbed her basket along with your own. 

Despite your annoyance, you kept a close eye on the marine. So far, he was showing no adverse effects, but you still made him sit in the passenger seat of the nearer Warthog. You climbed into the back yourself so you could keep an eye on him.

Chief ended up in the driver’s seat after the other three got loaded onto the other vehicle. 

The drive back was silent apart from a couple shouted check ins at the soldier. But he held on, so that was good enough for now. 

Carter scooped up the baskets from you and Lindsay dragged the marine into an exam room, leaving you floundering with nothing immediate to do. You huffed. 

And then looked at the very likely reason that they ran.

Chief stood tall and quiet, doing a visual sweep of camp. 

“Well,” you sighed, “might as well check in on Fernando, since my techs got uppity.” 

He dipped his head to look at you, and you could have sworn he was amused, though you had almost no information to support that. Then he nodded once, falling into step with you. 

It wasn’t a long walk to the Pelican, where Fernando was sitting on the floor tinkering with something. 

“Feeling better, I hope?” 

He looked up and nodded. “Yes. The tea helps.”

“Even though it’s gross.” You nodded, amused. “Any lingering aches? Areas of concern?” 

“Just my sanity,” he joked lightly. 

“Is that all?” you joked right back, grinning. “You’re in good company, then.” 

He looked a little startled, and you unceremoniously plopped onto the floor with him. 

“I get it,” you told him, leaning back on your hands. “None of this is exactly what we signed up for, hm? There’s nothing to be ashamed of if you’re having a hard time.” Your smile went a little crooked. “Actually, a good cry can be quite therapeutic, it releases hormones to help dispel stress, among other things.” 

“Seriously?” is what he settled on saying after a few visible moments of debate.

“Absolutely. Trust me, I’m a medic.” 

He chuckled then, his shoulders slumping. But still no signs of pain. That was good. 

“How’d you end up here?” he asked finally, going back to tinkering with whatever was in front of him. 

You shrugged. “My lifeboat landed safely,” you said slowly. “There was just a small group of us for a bit, until short range comms came back online. Figured staying here was safer than trying to find one of the other bases.” You shrugged, casual as anything. “Besides, there are plenty of people here for me to shout at.”

Fernando grinned. “Your newest hobby?” He guessed playfully.

“Something like that.” You smiled in return. “And this is where I can help the most.” 

He nodded slowly, glancing at the Chief. “I understand.” 

You thought about asking… for about a second. Then you shrugged the impulse off. “Have you eaten?” 

The almost-guilty look on his face was answer enough, and you huffed a soft laugh, even as you shoved yourself back to your feet. 

“Come on, let’s go. I’ll walk you to the mess, I should get something too.” You held out a hand to help Fernando up. And then you looked at Chief, debating. 

“I’ll bring something back for him,” Fernando said, hovering closer to your side than he needed to. Touch starved, maybe? Or just company starved. 

“Alright.” You agreed easily enough, nodding once and making your way back into the base proper. You could take a food break, make sure these two got some food, and then get back to work. No problem.

[tinystarbites]

little update :)

hey everyone! How are you all doing? Did you have a nice weekend?:)

I bring sad news, I'm kind of behind uni work currently and thus am sadly not able to post anything this weekend 😭😭😭 I have an exam and midterm essay coming up at the end of October, so I'll probably be focused on that... *cries*

I will ofc try and finish writing my first request (yayy!!) and also maybe start on accidents pt. III (whoops) but it might take a bit longer, so please don't despair too much 😔

also, uhm, thanks for 600 followers? like what??? kinda surreal when I look at that number 😳😳 but THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH love you all 🩷🩷🩷 I am planning on doing a small writer's evening to celebrate, where you guys will be able to send me prompt starters and I'll write some drabbles, but probably only once I got through my exam <333

feel free to slide into my dms with whatever, I'd love to hear about all your lives a bit more to get to know you a bit better or just to chat!!<33

have a nice week :))

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[maniacalgenius]

11.10.24

sunday recap!

hey everyone! i spent a little over 5 hours at my favorite coffee shop yesterday after church so i got a lot done! then i kept the momentum going a little bit after i got home but still succumbed to sleep before midnight lol.

🧬 applied to work as a help session leader for my favorite bio prof in the spring!

🧬 genetics week 8 notes (chapter 9, bacterial gene mapping)

🧬 watched biochem lecture 12 videos (michaelis-menten kinetics!)

🧬 started on biochem lecture 13 video (enzyme inhibition)

🧬 finished gene chapter 12 homework (10/10! whoop!)

🌺 had good lunch

🌺 took vitamins this morning

🌺 ate dinner (not a really nutritious dinner, but i feel it should count for something that i am fed)

🧚 went to church choir job

🧚 got to catch up with the lady in the church choir that i'm friends with!

🧚 filled out a form from my church to get baptized at the end of this semester! (have been meaning to do this for idk. probably two months at this point hehehe)

i made a LOT of really good progress with regard to my understanding of enzyme kinetics. it would've been nice to do so about three weeks ago, before the exam that included that topic 🤣 but oh well. i'm continually reminding myself that it's a marathon, not a sprint; and that even though that specific exam has passed, there's still the final, and biochem II in the spring, so it's not like i will never ever need these things again. better late than never! plus i genuinely like this stuff (once i understand it hahaha) and want to know it just because it's so cool that i have the opportunity to do so.

until next time!

xx