#i rly want some cookies now actually

[soleilnomoon]

Mint and yellow💋

😌✨💕ty babey 😎

[starbuckaroo]

I think I would be happier w bucktommy all these episodes down the line if Tommy still interacted with or asked after Eddie. I know there’s a lot the show doesn’t put onscreen so there’s no reason why it couldn’t have plausibly happened or couldn’t still happen (and I hope it does), but Tommy was Eddie’s friend first! They hung out a lot!

And yet, since he got together with Buck, we haven’t gotten to see them interact.

Granted, there hasn’t been a lot of screen time for Tommy and that’s fine, it’s a short season w very little room to breathe. This isn’t some sort of angry anti bucktommy tirade. But it does make me just a tad uncomfortable the way things are at this moment. Bc it’s not a stretch to theorize that maybe Tommy was hoping things Eddie might go somewhere and when they didn’t, he tried with Buck. I don’t think that’s supported by the text, but it’s also not negated, either. Idk. It’s not a huge deal at the moment, just a little snag?

Listen I am a buck fan but I am an eddie fan!!!!!!! And I am so so sad for eddie this season it’s been rly fucking rough on him! Not like buck needs to change anything (except not be a jealous freak and lash out physically if he can’t use his words), like I said I’m here for bucktommy I think they’re great. But like. Where’s the awkward “hey how do we hang out now that you two make out sometimes” or whatever?? We deserve to see that tbh! It’s a more common issue in queer circles, that ppl have to slip in and out of romantic/platonic interactions when people partner up or break up. It’s also the first time either of them have dated anyone within the LAFD and so it’s the first time this could ever have even come up!

Idk man. Just I keep thinking about how happy eddie seemed when he was hanging out w Tommy and maybe it’s just bc that ep was meant to be from Buck’s pov but i don’t know what’s worse, thinking it WAS real and now he doesn’t get to have that friendship anymore or that it WASNT real and he was never actually having that good of a time.

MY REAL POINT is that anyone who WAS or IS a buddie shipper or anyone who likes Eddie at all has to acknowledge how important buck and eddie are to each other, right? Which means that in any relationship that either of them ever have, if they want it to be serious and have long term potential, they actually need to integrate their partner with their best friend.

Maybe this is too weird for some ppl? It’s always seemed like a given, like if there’s someone new and important in my life, I def want my best friend to meet them and like them bc I want us all to be able to spend time together! I don’t want to feel split between them all the time! And esp with Tommy already having connections with most of the 118/main cast, and particularly Eddie, it would make sense for us to see them interacting!

Idk. I’m probably wanting too much from my network tv show lol I just. I will literally never take bucktommy seriously as a pairing if they don’t manage to address the Eddie of it all. And not in a “address the fact that buck loves him” contrived jealousy nonsense. I mean address the fact that their lives are bound together! And it predates anyone that either of them will ever date! Plus imagine the character growth it would take for Buck to send Tommy to Thursday basketball with like a plate of cookies and orange slices or something but not show up himself. Be like “have fun with the boys, slap Eddie’s ass for me” or whatever 😂 I would believe Buck was finally on his way to being ready for a long term adult relationship if they managed that, is all I’m saying

[sarka-stically]

im mad enough to make 2nd post and I barely post ever. this show was never high tv but this ep rly spat in the face of everything i liked about it. usually i try to be positive but here you got random list of all things terrible in no particular order (vaguelly chronologic who knows)

ALSO I dont take them probably assuming they would have more eps and then scrambling to fit the story in one episode as decent excuse... the stakes they set up in ep7 werent impossible to fix with one ep, they just wrote terrible episode

ed's entire character arc of 2 seasons being rolled into tiny ball and thrown in the trash. and no he isnt slipping or spiralling again, it isnt him being hot protective husband, this is him, character who spent 2 seasons trying and failing to be better and finally decided that the healthiest thing to do is to just drop the lifestyle that brings out the worst in him and pursue simple life THROWING IT OUT after finding out its not as easy as he assumed and he would have to work for it??? incredible fucking message david jenkins, if being better version of yourself is just lil bit inconvenient its not worth it go back to your crappy ways.

and NO its not him slipping, the tone of this whole thing is very distinctly victorious. and also NO the path he took now is not in any way different or better than the one he left. there is even fun triumphant vibe to him KILLING PEOPLE which was always treated as sth BAD for him??? literally absolute nonsense

what the fuck was that plot?? why are all pirates arrested?? when all they did was sink those ships?? i know this show tends to be cooky and silly and cartoony, but this was just absolutely random unexplained jump of stakes.

WHERE THE FUCK are all the other husbands of jackie. this is barely valid complaint but this stupid ep rly makes it look like swede is her only husband and I dont appreciate it

why the unholly hell did they spend entire season actually setting up crew as important, give them their own opinions and relationships to their captains, have izzy even mention that THE CREW is what its all about.... and then have them barely have any speaking roles in this episode and 0 plot relevance

that fucking PLAN??? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT??? im sorry why the fuck did their plan include walking through the biggest swarm of brits while having mr noseless richie UNSECURED amongst them??? why even BRING HIM other than to have him there specifically so he can be the one to shoot izzy for future drama???

izzy. death.

i genuinely could be FINE with izzy dying if they wrote it decently. and id even be fine with it in this episode. if they made it fucking meaningful... but they had my man, mr famously skilled pirate catch random bullet because he is incompetent actually... bullet into the side of the body that ofmd physics say is survivable easily??? and then give 0 attention to it??

ed being there while he dies??? this truly makes me just feel like they killed him only so in hypoteticky s3 they can woobify poor ed some more... or even give him excuse to be narrativelly clean of any atrocities he does in name of revenge

but it makes no. fucking. sense. ed shluldnt be there saying ur my only family, ed has not treated izzy as family ONCE in this entire show, ed barely talked to izzy after first 3 episodes, he is NOT the person on that ship who cares about izzy the most of all. if anyone should be there while he fucking DIES its the crew. who has shown constantly through this season that they care about him, who he made whole speech about in THIS SAME EPISODE. im sorry frenchie did NOT carry izzy back on the ship to drop him on the floor and have ed who I REPEAT HAS NOT SHOWN HE CARES ABOUT HIM AS MORE THAN AQUITANCE SINCE LIKE EARLY S1 be the one to be there in his last moment.

I get izzy wanting to make amends but BOTH OF THEM SHOULD BE APOLOGISING, HE SHOULDNT VE BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS and ed shouldnt be framed as blameless in their relationship in izzy's last moment.

and what made me genuinely laugh was izzy saying that the crew is ed's family. they are literally NOT. everyone who was aboard the revenge either hates him or is scared of him, and I dont think they had enough reason to change their minds as ed hasnt rly spent any time with the crew and shown only care for stede. they are NOT ed's found family and this payoff and this found family line is so ridiculously not set up and not narrativelly deserved it makes me laugh.

overall absolutely ridiculizs episode it made me laugh and it made me angry and it also made me angry how quickly we move past that

[kingstrawberry]

best birthday gift

(cw: food)

starts as a silly bday story with the krsn5 + natsu, ends with a bunch of #tsukikage fluff, a perfect bday for tsuki rly

—

tsukishima is /not/ a morning person. it’s public knowledge that he’d rather jump off a cliff than wake up before ten on a free day. his plan for his birthday is to sleep through it, he’d like nothing better.

unfortunately for him, tsukishima has friends who are morning people, and they want to celebrate with him for the whole day, which apparently starts at eight. his phone hasn’t stopped chiming with messages for the last ten minutes. he starts to roll over, ignoring the phone, but then it rings.

he reflexively slams his hand onto his nightstand and grabs it. before he can think to stop himself, tsuki picks up the call.

“what?!” he hisses at his best friend.

“happy birthday tsukki!!” yamaguchi shouts.

“yamaguchi tadashi, it’s the middle of the night, tell me why i shouldn’t murder you right now.”

yamaguchi, bastard that he is, just laughs. “somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“i shouldn’t even be awake right now!”

“but then how will you see your birthday gift?” yamaguchi asks, voice perfectly innocent even though tsukishima knows he’s grinning like a demon right now.

tsuki’s about to throw his phone out the window but a soft “happy birthday lemon-san,” makes him nearly drop it on the bed instead.

he hears hinata’s voice through the line even though hinata clearly isn’t talking to him. “ssshhhhh!!! you’re sposed to be a surprise for the birthday boy!!”

“i have a gift!” the little voice shouts back.

“tell hinata not to call me a birthday boy,” tsukishima deadpans to yamaguchi.

“you got it, birthday man,” yamaguchi deadpans back before hanging up.

—

“wow!” yamaguchi says as tsuki emerges from his house. “that’s the fastest you’ve ever got down here!”

“not true, he was faster last year when we told him hinata set your hair on fire,” kags argues.

hinata puts his hands up in surrender. “in my defense, birthday candles are more dangerous than i thought.”

tsuki’s about to say no one was actually on fire and that they’re all idiots, but he’s distracted by a tiny orange blur running towards him.

“lemon-san!” natsu cheers as she jumps up for a hug.

he scoops her up easily, just like he’s done a thousand times before, and turns to look at hinata. “you’re actually the worst for using your sister like this,” he says as he follows his friends down the path away from his house.

hinata scoffs, appalled. “/she/ wanted to see you!” he brings one hand down over his heart. “i tried my best not to bring her, i swear, but she was too excited.” he scowls at natsu but its clear he’s not actually upset. “nearly set the kitchen on fire yesterday.”

natsu, perched with her head on tsuki’s shoulder, looks down at her older brother and giggles.

“kitchen fire?” tsuki asks.

hinata nods. “she wanted to make your gift.” he hands natsu a small box covered in hand drawn swirls and glitter.

“thank you, natsu,” tsuki says as she gives it to him.

he opens the little box and finds a bunch of cookies, frosted to look like volleyballs. it’s not professionally done, but it’s not messy either. “you did this?”

natsu shakes her head. “blueberry-san helped!”

tsuki turns to kags. “you did?”

“do you think hinata could prevent a kitchen fire?”

yama snorts and tsuki laughs while the idiot duo start arguing.

before the argument gets too bad, natsu taps tsuki’s wrist, a nonverbal signal that she wants to be let down, and he sets her on the ground.

she immediately runs between the idiots while tsuki falls into step with yama.

“here,” yama says, holding a bag out to tsuki. “happy birthday, birthday man.”

tsuki takes the bag and elbows him simultaneously.

“ow!”

“don’t be a baby,” tsuki responds as he removes the gift paper from yama’s bag. “jurassic park?”

yama smiles. “there’s more.”

tsuki rummages through the bag some more. there really is too much filler paper in there. the side of his hand hits another piece of plastic and he pulls The Lost World out.

“your old tapes must be nearly dead,” yama mutters.

“my copy of Three offed itself last year,” tsuki admits.

yama gapes at him for a second, but he quickly regains his composure. “you’re gonna love the rest of the gift, then.”

tsuki’s eyebrows shoot up as he looks at yama. “that’s too much money.”

yama smiles softly. “it wasn’t all me.” before tsuki can ask, yama tilts his head forward.

“hinata?”

yama nods. “he chipped in but he has his own gift for you too. both of them,” he waves his hand vaguely at the two oranges directly in front of him, “wanted to make you something.”

tsuki lets the DVDs fall back into the bag and gingerly sets natsu’s cookies on top before hugging yamaguchi, who reciprocates immediately.

“happy birthday,” yama says quietly.

“thanks,” tsuki replies, matching yama’s volume.

they let go quickly though, startled by natsu shouting at kageyama. “you have to!” she grabs his hand. “they go together!”

kageyama easily lets natsu drag him back to tsuki, bumping shoulders with yamaguchi as he passes them to walk with hinata instead.

tsuki picks natsu up automatically. “what goes together?”

“our gifts!” natsu says brightly.

tsuki looks at kags expectantly.

it’s kind of difficult for kags to get his gift out of his jacket since natsu is still holding his hand, but he manages after a few seconds of fumbling. he quickly hands tsuki an unlabeled bottle full of pink liquid.

“pepto?” tsuki asks.

kags’ brow creases. “strawberry milk.”

tsuki turns the bottle in his hands. there are no markings on it anywhere, and it looks more like a soda bottle than a milk bottle. “suspicious.”

“homemade.”

“it’s half empty.”

kags’ ears turn as pink as his homemade drink. “i may have given some away,” he mumbles.

“you /gave away/ my birthday gift?”

“the real gift is at my house!” kags blurts defensively. “and i couldn’t just-”

“i wanted to try,” natsu says.

“oh.” tsukishima relaxes. “that’s fine then.” he gives the bottle to her. “you can have as much as you want, orange-kun.”

she lets go of kageyama’s hand to open the bottle, but tsuki grabs his hand before it can fall back to his side.

kags doesn’t even seem to notice as he automatically interlaces their fingers. “you see why i couldn’t say no,” kags says as both of them watch natsu happily drink tsuki’s gift.

tsuki nods. “you’re forgiven.”

kags scowls. “i never apologized.”

tsuki grins at him. “and i still forgave you.”

kags opens his mouth to respond but tsuki asks a question before they can start arguing.

“what’s this about the real gift?”

kageyama smiles at him. “you’ll see.”

tsuki is about to ask what the hell that means when a bell chimes ahead of them.

“hurry up!” yamaguchi shouts as he slips through the cafe door.

tsuki can see yachi through the window. she smiles and waves at him. he waves back.

“happy birthday, tsukishima!” she says cheerfully as he, kags and natsu join the other three at the table.

“thanks.”

“why is natsu pink?” hinata asks.

“what?” tsuki asks as he moves natsu enough that he can see her face.

she grins at him, showing off her bright pink milk mustache.

“oh, its the king’s gift.”

“what?” hinata and yachi say in unison.

“you got him milk?” yama asks.

“i /made/ milk.”

“i didn’t know you were a cow,” hinata says flatly.

kags nods very seriously, as if he’s about to deliver some life changing news. “cow-geyama.”

tsuki covers his mouth. it was a dumb joke and he will /not/ laugh at it, no matter how much yachi giggles or how wide yamaguchi’s eyes get.

in his effort not to look at his amused friends, tsuki ends up catching kags’ eye.

kags smiles at him knowingly.

tsuki huffs. he can always question kags about the real gift after breakfast.

—

it turns out kags is very good at avoiding questions, and that’s how tsukishima ends up at kageyama’s house at seven pm on his birthday. he kind of wants to sleep but his curiosity outweighs his fatigue.

kags hands him a box that he practically tears open. a large photo frame with a dinosaur on the corner stares up at him.

“thank you?” tsuki says. this would be a better gift for yamaguchi than him. hinata and yachi got him a camera last christmas and he hasn’t stopped taking pictures since. tsuki would ask if kags somehow got his gifts switched around, but there’s a dinosaur on the frame.

“be honest, this was yamaguchi’s idea, wasn’t it?”

“no!”

“hinata’s then.”

“no! god, you’re such an asshole.”

tsuki pouts. “thats not a nice thing to say to the birthday boy.”

“oh /now/ you’re the birthday boy.”

tsuki looks at kags like he’s stupid. “it’s been my birthday the whole day.”

kags snatches the open box from tsuki’s hands. “i’m taking my gift back.”

“hey!” tsuki reaches for the box but kags holds it behind him, out of reach, and tsuki ends up with his arms around kags’ waist. “give it!”

“no.”

tsuki steps back with a frown, but not enough that they’re actually as far apart as they were a few minutes ago. his hands rest on kageyama’s hips as he thinks.

“what’re you-” kags gets cut off by a peck on the lips.

tsuki uses kags’ surprise against him and gets his gift back by reaching around him before he can react.

“oh my god,” kags groans, pressing his head into tsuki’s shoulder. “worst boyfriend ever.”

“and /i/ love /you./”

kags cracks a smile. “you’ll love me more after you get your real gift.”

tsuki’s brow furrows. “this isn’t it?”

kags shakes his head. “this is just for the team picture you keep on the fridge.”

tsuki feels a warmth in his chest that kags thought of a small detail like that. he leans down and steals another peck before asking what his real gift is.

kags takes tsuki to his living room and sits him on the couch. nothing looks out of place, and there’s nothing that particularly looks like a gift, unless kags is planning on giving tsukishima a decorative paper fan. there’s at least five on the wall behind the TV.

kags turns the TV on and switches the channel to a documentary about koalas.

“this is my gift?”

“its what you watch while i get your gift ready.”

tsukishima’s confusion reaches an all time high, but he’s long since given up on understanding kags’ thought process. “okay.”

it’s not long before enticing scents are coming from the kitchen. tsuki tries his best to focus on the documentary; it’s pretty good and he’s actually learning a decent amount about- his stomach growls. \’okay, thats enough.’\ he’s had a very fun but very exhausting day, and the last twenty minutes of all these mouthwatering scents wafting over has nearly killed him.

tsuki heads into the kitchen, where kags is pouring a bright pink drink that tsuki recognizes as his birthday gift.

kags doesn’t look away from the mugs as he speaks. “i set everything up already. go eat.”

tsuki is too hungry to argue or offer kags help with the slightly messy kitchen. he walks into the dining room without a word.

at the dinner table, there’s enough food to feed at least five people, plus a strawberry shortcake. tsuki piles food onto his plate and he’s halfway through a bowl of rice and beef when kags comes in with the milk.

“enjoying your real gift?”

tsuki nods. his mouth is too full for him to speak.

dinner goes by quickly and mostly silently. aside from utensils clinking and a few requests to pass food across the table, they’re not making noise. kags was just as hungry as tsuki (he always is), so the only constant sound is both of them chewing.

tsuki practically inhales two slices of strawberry shortcake as kags has his third helping of chicken curry and rice.

they both finish their meal with strawberry milk, which is surprisingly good despite its unsettling color.

“how did you,” tsuki’s mouth is slow, and talking takes too much effort. he’s about two minutes away from a food coma. “the color.”

kags blinks at tsuki for a few seconds. clearly all the food has taken its toll on him too. “food coloring.”

kags heads to the living room and tsuki follows.

tsuki is halfway through putting on his shoes when kags asks what he’s doing. “i’m putting my shoes on.”

kags clicks his tongue. “i know, why?”

“to go home?”

“just stay over.”

“didn’t you bring us here to say goodnight?” tsuki asks, but he slips his shoe off anyway.

“no.” kags’ voice softens. “i thought we could watch a movie.”

“im going to pass out as soon as i sit on the couch.”

kags takes this in stride easily. he takes tsuki’s hand in his. “okay, then let’s go to bed.”

alarm bells go off in tsuki’s head. he’s never shared a bed with kags before and he’s not sure what to expect, but any worry he has is soothed as soon as he sinks into the blankets.

“at least change first.”

“don’t have spare clothes.”

kags throws a t-shirt and pair of blue sweats at him. “use these.”

tsuki’s too sleepy to argue about how these clothes are gonna leave his ankles and his waist exposed. he just does as he’s told and burrows into the blankets like he never plans to come out.

but even in his sleep addled state, he feels the lights turn off and hears the bedroom door open. “if you sleep on the couch in your own house i /will/ sleep on the floor.”

kags huffs out a quiet laugh.

“i’m serious.”

“i know you are.”

it wouldn’t even be the first time tsuki’s done that.

“i’m just gonna clean up first. i’ll be right back.”

tsuki squints at kags, using the glow from the windows and the hallway to see his face. “okay,” he says slowly. “but if you’re not back in an hour im gonna get up and bring you here.”

kags smiles, or at least tsuki thinks he does. it’s kind of hard to tell with the bad lighting and no glasses on. “alright, just sleep for now though.” kags closes the door behind him.

“okay,” tsuki says to the empty room as he sets an alarm on his phone for an hour from now.

—

the alarm chimes just as the bed sinks next to tsuki.

tsuki turns it off and blinks at his boyfriend. “you’re done?”

kags nods, and tsuki sees that he’s also changed into pajamas, very familiar looking pajamas. he grabs his phone and shines the flashlight on kageyama.

“you have a Silver Moon shirt?”

kags shakes his head and his cheeks turn pink. “you do.”

tsuki’s too sleepy to connect the dots. “what?” his Silver Moon shirt went missing just over a month ago.

“i told yama this was a dumb idea,” kags mutters.

“huh?”

kags sighs heavily. “yamaguchi said you would think it was cute if i wore your clothes.”

“how’d you even get it?” kags hasn’t even been to tsuki’s house in the last three months at least. whenever they want to spend time together they always go to kageyama’s house.

“yamaguchi,” kags says simply.

“ah.” ok so mystery solved. that is tsuki’s Silver Moon shirt. it’s not missing, kags is wearing it. tsuki’s brain finally kicks into gear. his boyfriend is wearing his clothes. he feels his face heat up and one of his hands shoots out of the blankets to grab kags’ arm and pull him into the bed.

kags quickly settles in as the small spoon with tsuki’s arm around his waist and his face tucked into the crook of kags’ neck.

it’s nice, cozy, with the added bonus that kags can’t look at tsuki. tsuki doesn’t think he could take it if kags looked at him right now. “keep the shirt,” tsuki mumbles.

“hm?”

“keep it.”

he feels kags still next to him. “really?”

tsuki yawns. “you look cute.” from this position, tsuki can smell the fresh laundry scent coming off of the shirt. this definitely isn’t the first time kags has worn it since it went missing. “take all my shirts if you want,” he sleepily adds as his eyes close.

“shut up,” kags replies, but there’s no heat to his words, especially as he pushes back to lean further into tsuki. it’s a feeling tsuki could get used to.

“that’s not,” tsuki yawns, “not a nice thing to say to the birthday boy.”

instead of a verbal response, tsuki gets a lot of squirming and rolling around. before he can open his eyes, he feels a peck on his lips. his eyes fly open and he sees a blushing kageyama just a few inches away from him. he leans forward for a better kiss.

kags sighs into him and he feels a hand slide up to rest at the base of his neck. they eventually pull apart for air but they’re still tangled together. kags smiles warmly at him, rough edges rounded out with sleep. “happy birthday, kei.”

tsuki pulls him closer, this time pressing his face into kageyama’s collarbone. “goodnight, tobio.”

“goodnight.”

tsuki falls asleep with a hand running through his hair. his last thought is that kags taking his shirt might be the best gift he’s ever gotten.

[whumpshaped]

I have several questions for helle bc i need to know more about this for scientific reasons

Do they get multilingual panic like me when they can't think of a word in any language, or can only think of it in non-english and cant translate it for Beck or are they too confident for that?

Do they have a massive vocabulary specifically so the panic doesn't happen because they can just rephrase whatever they were gonna say? Do they use big words to confuse beck? Do they make up big words to be mean and make beck think hes dumb because helle isnt even native and yet theyre so much more proficient than him?

How good are they at translation from one language to another on he spot? (I am terrible and whenever i try to do it anyway especially around people who know me as "the language guy" I get mega embarrassed and question my validity as a multilingual person bc i stutter and uh and umm a lot and cant find the right words........)

I think in french they use my little cabbage as a term of endearment, so how many times has helle called beck an unconventional name before realising it doesn't rly work the same in english? Cabbage beck? Cabbeck??

^^^^cabbeck

And finally.... Some people can purr..... By rolling their Rs in a specific way..... So if they can do that........ If helle can roll their Rs....... Can they..... Are they...... Kibby...............

Oh wait also can they do accents. The most cursed image of them doing a southern American accent came to mind and i dont know how to feel about this but i needed to laser that image into your brain you're welcome

"I stopped panicking about it a while ago," they start off casually. "I will either rephrase it entirely, or say the word in whatever language I can think of it in. I said what I wanted to say, not my problem anymore. People can figure it out."

"My vocabulary is decent enough, I suppose, but I would not be able to confuse that boy if I tried. He might not look it– No, he does. He is extremely booksmart. His vocabulary is likely better than mine, even with all the words I have picked up over centuries, since he has an advantage on the newer slang." They stop to think for a moment. "Honestly? He confuses me sometimes." They don't seem bothered by any of this. In fact, they talk about it in the dreamiest way, like Beck being smart is something they admire a lot.

"I am fairly good at translating on the spot, but it is merely because of experience and practice. You will get there, dear."

They sigh at the nickname question. "This is not a common occurrence by any means, but I must admit... Back when I was still using him as a snack, I might have called him my little cookie once or twice. Not terribly unconventional or embarrassing, but he did look at me weird. Pretty sure he assumed I was making it up specifically to tease him. I also cannot seem to get out of this habit of calling him a mouse. Have you seen him? He is the entire reason anyone even uses mouse as a pet name. He is my little mouse."

They skip your question about purring, just to build suspense, and go straight to accents. "I can do a couple. I can do... quite a few, actually, now that you mention it... But none of them are particularly American, I'm afraid. Maybe a generic American? But give me a few weeks, I shall get back to you with the most amazing southern accent."

"As for purring... Yes, I can do that."

[fuwaprince]

Hiiii! Just wanted to say hello and bring a little kindness to your inbox! ☺️💖

Hi loveee!!! 💓 I am wishing you an abundance of happiness and health! Thanks for caring to drop by~ I rly needed some kindness/cheer 🫂✨ I've been terribly depressed for MANY reasons but I watched Rudolph last night and now I'm looking for another holiday movie to use as a distraction! Any recommendations? I wish we could enjoy cocoa and cookies together ☕☕ 🍪🍪 I hope you enjoy some on your own sometime soon anyways. Btw I just started using discord's call feature so.... Idk. That's exciting. I've always been to shy to make calls but I've just been so lonely that I'm overcoming the nerves. I actually watched Rudolph while in a call with a friend so yay. Gimme movie recommendations please! Happy Holidays! It was good hearing from you friend 🥂

[roseworth]

https://at.tumblr.com/heroesriseandfall/i-dont-think-any-comparison-between-robins-is/gx0spwhhcnla

I thought you might like this

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oh my god ty for sending this 😌 good fucking doylist robin discourse 🙏🙏

listen i rly like how op mentioned how damian’s writers wanted to do something different bc YEAH! they were like “ok we’ve got this robin thing down now it’s time to do something that’s not just cookie cutter robin” and some peoples takeaway from that was “damian isn’t as good as tim 😡” which. Yawn.

and even though starlin was the only one writing jason that actually Hated him, there were still other writers that wanted to be writing dick and since jason was the first legacy robin it ends up reflecting badly on him whenever he messed up since everyone was like “dick would never do this 🙄” like hmm. die.

anyways i am lovingly holding robin!jason and damian and protecting them from the horrors of the world

[sipurspr]

okay i’m back from dorm lobby

i ran into my friends and we all studied together for a bit. i actually got good work done and thoroughly understand the nitrogen cycle. went to the dining hall and ate two cookies, came back and ate some bread and a rice cake (very normal of you!). i got asked out and i don’t know how to respond. i want to kindly say no because i know that we won’t bond in that way and because my attraction to men is very limited and i’ve met my man quota for the school year already (seen two dicks and i’m good for a long time!) feeling like a piece of shit for rejecting him even though i haven’t done it yet. i just shouldn’t have entertained the idea of anything happening with us in the first place. wish i could feel normal heterosexual attraction for a day of my life. hate everything (not really. i’ll reject and feel like a dick and then i’ll move on in like three days.) going downtown with my home friend and my college friends this weekend. feeling ecstatic and kinda silly. i agreed to go dt on friday instead of saturday w/ one friend but i know that my friend from home is coming on saturday. ?? i’ll go downtown saturday with them anyways. my roommate won’t be here so i won’t feel guilty about coming back to the room drunk (don’t rly want to be or like being annoying and burdensome to sober people).  feeling large, overbearing and silly. i think i’ll play sims for a short while and then go to sleep and then wake up and shower and go to the bookstore to purchase a lab manual for my first stat lab tomorrow! not very excited. loving college. semester two is good because i have a stable friend group immediately but i will say that i don’t like how people have kind of already chosen and stuck to their groups (as i have. hypocrite). i met a girl in my biology class today and was very immediately enamored (see: people are nice to me and i misread feeling included as having a crush. can’t control butterflies). i might try to figure out who she is. i also have a ton of people i don’t really know following my secret private instagram now. i was good with my friends but some people from my hometown who i don’t really know have followed. and a guy i’ve spoken to once or twice. a little lost and confused but i guess we ball. i feel bad rejecting follow requests but like.. you’re not supposed to request if i’ve talked to you once or twice. i don’t post anything important but i still don’t love people i barely know seeing it. it doesn’t really matter because i don’t care what the people who have followed think of me because i barely know them. anywho. i’ll leave tumblr to make a sim or watch pleasantville or do nothing for a few hours. goodbye

[blurred-pride]

Im glad the trips went well :D

:0 tag us if you post the Dino

Those sound like great ideas for gender system(s) I think some rly cool things could come from that >:D

Yeah same I’m slowly began fronting the most and-

>:) now I rly wanna make the coining blog

Have any name/url ideas?

It probably could be super “fancy” yk how made are like sunflower themed or lovecore etc I don’t think we could keep up with fancy tags and keeping the blog looking fancy but we could maybe keep up a space theme

Oh yea- gotta take care of the body /Silly/Cj (cope joke)

We’ll go enjoy that tea and time with partners (I need more info on the dnd story line lmao what’s going on, how did he get to the bar, why does he need to conceal his identity?!/Silly/Nf)

Dino post is coming up in a moment, I need to do the dishes real quick and take a picture of him!!! (And make an image description for said picture so that may take a small bit because I am Bad at those- /lh) Thank you!!

I don't front the most but I have a tendency to get stuck in front quite a bit when I do front, and I have to readjust to needing actual things like food instead of just needing that as more of a "this is a thing I do not because I need to because I'm a metaphysical human thing/snake but because it feels more normal and 'human-ish' to do so than to go without". (/source and headspace) I also end up having to remember I can't just shapeshift, and so I end up changing shape in the innerworld and then having phantom limbs or sensations in the outerword. I think our most frequent fronters at the moment are Remus (he/they/it/any neos), and Virgil (he/they/it/scary neos), but I don't know for sure because I don't really manage that part of keeping track of the system. /tangent

Make the blog!!! It'd be great!!! (/nf) I don't remember if our blog has a theme other than "queer mogai"? And then space because space is a long term hyperfixation of ours, and bat-cat from CRK because someone decided they liked him and used him for a barcode icon thing. /lh

Some name/URL ideas: Spacequeers, Coining-in-Space, and heyyyycoining !!

I will!!! And of course!! So basically our character is a bright blue and pink tiefling named Aribis, he uses he/him pronouns, and occasionally they/them alongside he/him, and he grew up in a temple so he's been really sheltered from everything as a kid, and never really got that whole socializing with people thing down as a kid, it was just a bunch of stuffy adults so he didn't really get the chance. One day he was out in town, just doing some stuff, when a deer lady named Mylico (pronounced my-lih-ko) came up and asked if he wanted to go on a quest. Aribis said yes, and he joined the party to find an ancient lost city. One of the first few days he threatened another player character named Ace (he/him), and Ace threatened him back until they made a truce. Eventually, the party split up, and he and Ace got paired together to go down a different path and explore. The two met an evil old lady, who fed Aribis a poison cookie that knocked him out for a while. Ace defeated the old lady and carried Aribis back to the rest of the party. Aribis remained passed out for a while, if I remember right someone healed him?? And then Aribis was awake for about all of thirty minutes, since the cookie had more effects and knocked him out again. Dude kinda went into a coma for four days (We had left town and couldn't play, so they just knocked him out again with our permission.) , and during that coma the party found the lost city, and Ace is carrying Aribis the entire time, except the city wasn't actually lost. In the world this is in, elves aren't liked or trusted at all, and tieflings are very much the rich and extremely upper class. Aribis is not trusted in this city at all, and it would go into lockdown if everyone knew he was a tiefling. So, the rest of the party raided a scarecrow and stole its clothing, which included fancy boots (Aribis had boots, but they replaced them anyways for some reason??), a flannel, and a comically large hat. Ace provided some gardening gloves and boom! Disguise for a passed-out Aribis!! The party then plans to stage a revolution to help make everyone realize that elves are not horrible, and to take down the tiefling government. (Aribis is chill with this btw, he does not like most tieflings because they tend to be snobby and rude from wealth and such.) The party plans said revolution at an EXTREMELY fancy restaurant, and brings Aribis along for some reason. They order him a fruit salad, and kinda just slump him over into a chair, still disguised as a gardener-cowboy. (I joked that he faceplanted into the salad and nobody noticed) Other things that happened while he was passed out, in no particular order: the party caught an owl for the goddess of winter and gave her proposal advice to help her propose to her girlfriend (Ironic because our last DND character, Finley (they/them), attempted to catch a blood hawk in a backpack and failed, thus exposing that their backpack wasn't sentient, but instead had a very small octopus shaped god in it, and Aribis missed the opportunity to catch a bird.), had Christmas and new years (days are different in this world), Ace and another character, Hermes (he/him), made a bet with a god, Ace gambled against said god, and now Hermes has this god who owes him unlimited favors forever, and some other things I don't remember. The session that we had today included Aribis waking up after four days, still dressed up, and getting a run-down of all that happened, another threatening match between Ace and Aribis (Aribis threatened to both bite and cry at him), and bonding time over laser tag. Aribis also at some point acquired a pet rat named Pi-Rat in the woods. I probably forgot a lot of stuff since I am not the one who played the last few sessions, but that's all I know right now. :)

-Janus (he/she, masc/neutral terms)

[kirishwima]

my friend brought me my favorite flowers and chocolates for valentines im 🥲🥲🥲 guess i dont need my antidepressants today this is free serotonin

[natashaismylove]

hey I rly like your writing and was wondering if you could do anything related to dark!possesive!g!p wanda? It’s fine if not though :)

Forever |W. Maximoff

Summary: Wanda has lost herself to the darkhold trying to find a reality where she can be with y/n again. They are finally reunited, but things don’t go the way Wanda wanted them to…

Pairing: dark g!p scarlet witch x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, g!p Wanda (she has a penis), unprotected sex, dub-con, thigh fucking, possessive Wanda, lots of dirty talk, degrading, mocking, praise, small mentions of blood, magic use during sex, spanking, hair pulling, squirting, slight breeding kink, size kink. 18+

Word count: 2736

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Your fingers tapped the wooden surface as you held a book in your other hand, quickly scanning over the page before your thoughts were interrupted by the kettle screeching. You absentmindedly threw the book onto the counter and walked over to bring the kettle off the stove, tilting it to pour the scorching hot water into your cup that already held a bag of your favourite tea.

You steeped your tea as you walked back to the book, reading over the recipe once more before deciding on it. Lavender sugar cookies from your cookbook sounded amazing right now, and you were lucky enough that you already had the ingredients. You turned around and went to the fridge, pulling out some butter and eggs before closing the door with your hip. You found your jars of flour and sugar before getting out a bowl to mix your ingredients. You spent the next few minutes measuring out everything and placing them all in separate bowls so it would be more organised for your baking.

You reached for your cup of tea, bringing it to your lips before blowing lightly on the hot beverage, slowly cooling it down. You dipped the tea bag a few times to make sure it was properly steeped before taking a sip, closing your eyes at the relaxing feeling as you warmed both your hands on the cup. You breathed out with a smile, looking out your dark window when you caught a glimpse of someone behind you. Startled, you dropped the cup onto the floor, hot tea spilling onto the wood and splashing up on the cabinets under your sink. 

You turned around hurriedly, catching eyes with the person who had been secretly watching you for the past few minutes. A smile was on her lips, one you might’ve found adoring if it wasn’t for the blood running down her forehead and arms, the smallest splatter noises could be heard as the blood dripped onto the floor from her fingertips. Her eyes showed relief, perhaps satisfaction as she looked over you, her feet slowly taking a step closer to you. As she inched forward you took a step back, your body hitting the counters and leaving you nowhere to go.

“Y/n…” she said softly, her hand reaching out for you, her body still far enough away to not actually touch you.

“W-what…” you said in a breath, so much confusion clouding your mind. “Wanda?”

Her smile grew as you said her name, a nod following as she looked at your face. “Yes, darling. It’s me.”

Your head shook slowly, as if this would help clear your mind as you felt your eyes were deceiving you. “No… no, you're dead. You died years ago.”

She let out a breath, gazing at the floor for a second before looking back at you. “I did. In this reality. I’m not technically the Wanda you knew, but I promise, I love you just as much.”

You swallowed, unsure of what to believe. “So who are you?”

“I’m still Wanda. Or, maybe the scarlet witch. Both.” She said, as if she wasn’t quite sure herself.

You tried to remain as calm as possible, not wanting to do anything that could potentially harm you. “What are you doing here? And what do you mean ‘in this reality’?”

“I lost you. In my reality, I’m the one who lost you. All I wanted was to be back together with you, and now I am. I did whatever it took, and now all I want to do is hold you in my arms, darling.” She said softly, taking another step forward.

“Stop. Stay away.” You spoke, trying to sound sure of yourself.

Her face twisted, a sorrowful expression now on her features. “What?”

“I don’t know you. My Wanda is gone, you’re not her.”

She let out an emotionless scoff, her head tilting just slightly to the side. “I’m your Wanda, darling.”

“No.” You stood your ground.

Her face turned angry, her feet moved her closer and closer to you. “I’m finally home with you.”

Your breathing picked up as she neared you. “No.”

She stood directly in front of you, her hand reaching out as her blackened fingers hovered over your cheek. “I’ve done so much to finally be here with you. I’ve been through hell after losing you, I’m not letting this slip away from me. You're mine, y/n, always.”

You tried to not show your lip quivering, her smell was the same as the Wanda you had known, her face, her body, everything except for her eyes. This Wanda had an unmistakable darkness in them, one you couldn’t unsee. Her fingers met your cheek so softly, a gentleness you wouldn’t expect from someone who simply radiated evil.

“I don’t want you.” you got out quickly, your voice wavering just enough for Wanda to notice.

“My sweet love…” she whispered. “How I wish you wouldn’t have put up a fight like this.”

Your eyebrows furrowed slightly, questioning the meaning behind her words when you felt yourself unable to move. You switched your gaze down to your hands and noticed the familiar red glow around them, keeping them still against your sides. You looked back up at Wanda, or, the scarlet witch, fear settling in you as she made a tsk noise while looking over your face.

“You shouldn’t have talked to me like that.” she said as she stepped backwards, your body moving towards her against your will. “You shouldn’t have said those words to me.”

“Wait-”

“No no, no waiting. If this is how you’ll act with me then I guess I’m going to have to show you just who owns you.” she said with a shrug of her shoulders as you now stood next to the kitchen island. “It doesn’t matter if this is my reality or not, you’re mine in every single one. I’ll just have to make you believe it.”

Your hands moved onto the counter, her fingers waving in the air as she moved your body how she pleased. Your chest was pushed down onto the surface of the island, your legs parted on their own as your brain stayed in its confused daze. It was like you wanted this, you needed to feel Wanda again, but you tried to fight against your own thoughts as you knew this wasn’t the woman you married.

Her hands slid up your back, moving your shirt up with it to expose your skin. You felt her lips on you, kissing up your spine softly. Your eyes fluttered, just like they did every time your Wanda would do that. You started to question everything, could this actually be her?

“We could’ve avoided this, but you decided to act like a brat and say all those mean things to me. Maybe you’ll learn some manners after I fuck some sense into you.” she said in a near growl, anger laced in her voice.

You felt a coldness and a shiver as your naked chest was suddenly against the counter, your shirt gone with a wave of Wanda’s fingers. Her hands ran over your ass, pulling down your pants in a hurry as they and your underwear pooled around your legs.

“Kick them away.” she spoke.

You didn't say anything, didn't move an inch as you argued with yourself in your head. One part of you wanted to give in, let Wanda do whatever she wanted with you, the other kept thinking about what she must’ve done to get here, and the blood covering her that obviously wasn't hers.

You gasped as her hand landed on your ass, a stinging feeling left behind from the slap. Your body flinched as she slapped you once more, harder this time, to the point where you wondered if she had made you bleed.

“I told you to do something, it’s your job to obey.” she seethed as she spoke from behind you. “Kick. Them. Away.” 

With a small whimper you did as she told, kicking the clothes away from you.

“Well done, darling. At least your dumb little brain can still listen to me.” she said as she smoothed over your ass, shushing you gently as you took in a sharp breath in pain. “My little baby…”

Her hand slid over your hip, keeping her palm on your lower stomach as she pushed up against you. A gasp left your mouth as you felt a warm and almost vibrating sensation directly on your clit, knowing very well just what that feeling was.

“See how I’m taking care of you?” she spoke into your ear, her hand on your stomach glowing red as she used her powers to pleasure you.

You bit your lip to keep back a moan, not wanting to give the woman the satisfaction of knowing how deep you were in bliss. Wanda leaned forward to continue placing kisses up your back, determined to make you break sooner or later.

“Come on, give me a noise, my love…” she said slowly, kissing your warm skin as you stayed as strong as you could. You could tell she was amused by the way she would increase the intensity of her powers, only to decrease it after a few seconds, leaving you frustrated and her to only give a chuckle. 

She removed her hand, her powers stopping with it but you were still unable to move. You could hear her movements, still you were unsure of what would happen next. Her hands found your hips and she let the head of her cock hit your ass as she stepped as close to you as possible.

“I would do some more foreplay to get you ready, but…” she leaned over to your ear. “You’re dripping onto the floor.” She whispered and your eyes widened in embarrassment, your cheeks heating up and you were thankful she couldn’t see your face. 

“Don’t be embarrassed, my love.” she said, and at that point you were sure she was in your mind. “It’s nice to see just how much of an effect I have on you.”

She pushed your legs together, nudging her dick between them slowly as she breathed out a moan. “That’s it…”

She slowly pulled out, enjoying the feeling your thighs gave around her cock. She took her time, slowly fucking your thighs as you kept holding back your moans each time she rubbed against your clit.

“See how nice and wet you are? Making it so easy to fuck those gorgeous thighs of yours.” she said as her hands held onto you harder.

She removed herself from you after a few minutes, kicking your legs apart to open you up for her. She pressed her dick against your hole, slipping only the tip in before pulling it back out. “Perhaps you’ll act nicer once you’re full of my cum. Brats need to learn their lesson and I think the best way for you to learn is with a pussy stuffed with my cock, don’t you?”

She bucked her hips, moving her cock into you until it was about half way in. She made a tutting noise as she pulled out just a bit and thrusted back in, still only half way. “Huh, is your pussy too little for my cock, darling?” she said in a smug tone.

“You’re too big…” you whispered, a whine coming through as she moved a bit.

She hummed, her finger tapping your hip absentmindedly. “We’ll make it fit.”

She pulled her hips back, moving forward again as she fucked you as deep as she could at the moment. Your teeth dug down on your bottom lip, enough to draw just a tiny amount of blood as you kept yourself quiet.

“Almost in, my love…” she said in a breath.

She thrusted a few more times before you were finally able to take all of her. She moaned, slowing down a bit as her hands caressed your hips and sides. “There we go. Nice and full.”

“Fuck…” you said in a whisper, hoping she wouldn’t hear you.

“That’s more like it. I don’t want to hurt you, darling, trust me…” she said calmly before speeding up her thrusts. “But I better hear how good I’m making you feel or you’ll regret it.”

You tried to muffle a moan, keeping your mouth shut but she still heard you. Her hand was in your hair, tugging your head back with a tight grip. You strained your neck as she made you look up, not at her but just forcing your head up from the counter.

“Say it.” she bucked her hips faster. “Say. it.”

Your hair received another tug and you winced in pain, but she just fucked you harder.

“Tell me I’m making you feel good.” she said sternly. “Tell me how much you love my cock in your pussy.”

You couldn’t keep your sounds at bay anymore, your moans filling the room along with the slapping noise of your skin. This seemed to satisfy Wanda, but just a bit as the hand not in your hair landed on your ass with a slap, leaving a red hand mark on your other cheek to match the other one.

“Is someone a little cockdumb? Can you not understand what I’m telling you to do?” she said mockingly. “Who does this pussy belong to?” Your eyes closed on their own as she fucked you, not able to ignore just how good it felt anymore.

“I own you. If anyone ever touches you I’ll cut their hand off, ok? You're mine forever.” she loosened her grip on your hair a tiny bit. “My y/n, only mine…”

“Y-yours…” you moaned, so fucked out that you weren’t aware of what you were saying.

“You're my love, no one gets to come near you.” her thrusts faltered for a second as she moaned. “It’s my pussy to fuck, my body to kiss, you are all mine.”

“Oh my god!” you whined as she hit deeper inside of you, making you lose all self control.

“I’ve needed you so badly, darling. Can’t stop fucking you, never stopping-” she said, almost in a babble as she herself was losing control.

“Oh!” you exclaimed as she found that one perfect spot inside of you. “Oh, fuck me!”

She decreased her speed, only giving slow, harsh thrusts into you, making your body jolt forwards with each hard movement of her hips. “My. Fucking. Girl.” she said with each thrust before she sped up again.

“See? I told you you just needed to be fucked to obey. You needed my cock deep inside of you to listen.” she was out of breath, clearly holding back her own orgasm.

“Need to- gonna cum- fuck, I’m gonna-” your eyes rolled back as you tried to get your words out, too blissed out for your brain to function properly.

“Cum on my fucking cock, make a mess. Fuck, cum for me-” she kept the same pace, bringing you to your orgasm quickly.

Your stomach tightened before you came. You moaned loudly as you felt your pussy pulse over and over again. You felt a wetness before everything went black, your body going limp as Wanda held onto you.

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You slowly blinked, and you were thankful that the lights were dimmed in the room you recognized as your bedroom. You felt Wanda’s fingers on your cheek as you looked at her, her body propped up on her forearm as she laid beside you on the bed.

“W-what happened?” you asked groggily.

She smiled with a chuckle. “You came a little too hard, squirted all over my thighs too.”

You winced in embarrassment. Suddenly you realised your arm was laying straight above your head, the position tiring so you tried to move it. Something kept you from doing so and you raised your gaze, only to find your wrist handcuffed to the headboard. Panic set in as you hurriedly looked at Wanda.

She kept stroking your cheek, her face calm as your breathing picked up. “I just need to make sure you won’t go anywhere. Can’t lose my darling again.”

“Wanda please-”

“Shh.” she leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “You’re not getting out no matter what you say. I love you so much and I will take care of you for the rest of our lives. You’re mine, forever…”

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[quirkle2]

Okay! Actual ranch au question time - until the ranch is expanded, who is sleeping where? Because that seems like absolute chaos. Also like. Which of them struggle the most adjusting and in what ways? Not just the why, but the little things they do that make it obvious. I guess maybe even what little things all of them carry over from their befores? (Sorry just... rambling whatever things that came to mind)

just like when they were adventuring, they pretty much settle wherever ! most of the time that involves a big cuddle pile in the living room <3 it's basically turned into a glorified guest bedroom for a while until time can get to planning the expansions and getting help from all of them to build them. the boys r used to sleeping like that anyway, so they don't mind it at all—they missed each other after being separated, so cuddling is always nice

it Is chaos though. a living room is smaller than an entire clearing they might've set up camp in during their journey. their bags and shoes take up like an entire fourth of the kitchen where the front door is, and u better believe the kitchen is very crowded during meal time GVIEAGYV they basically have to remodel the Entire house—they're accommodating for 8 extra people after all! plus,, time and malon only have one bathroom when the boys first start living there . winces in sympathy

all of them struggle to adjust a little, some more than others. legend is So very not used to just,,,, lounging around. he's not used to staying in one place, and he's Definitely not used to not spending all of a precious break preparing for the next day of traveling. he struggles to sit still and get into that mindset of just,, relaxing and living. he seems rly tense and unwilling to let his guard down for a while before he's able to truly let himself lounge around

it's a bit jarring for wars to not have Anything pressing to do as well. he's,,, Always doing smth, whether that be tending to his troops back "home," finishing up paperwork, going to meetings, makin sure the chain is alright,,, u name it. he's a rly busy guy. so now that he's just....... sitting here ..............................doing fuck all, it's very odd for him. he's almost Forgotten how to relax

wars sticks himself to odd jobs around the ranch; old projects time had that never got done, touching up the house, Cleaning the house, helping w the horses. time Knows what he's doing (the fear of being thrown out is still fresh in wars' mind,,, time hates that that's been drilled into him so ruthlessly growing up). and he Knows that wars will lose his marbles if he has nothing to do, so time ends up givin him,, Simple jobs . jobs that won't utterly destroy his still-young bones, but will still occupy him

after a Long while—many reassurances and the chain being ever so patient— wars manages to,, unlearn that lesson, at least a little bit. he stops being paranoid abt abandonment when he takes a day to just relax, and even though it's not a straight shot to recovery and wars definitely has days where he buries himself in work and acts like they'll instantly kick him out if he doesn't do the dishes, he's getting there. he takes up reading a lot again :) and even starts writin that book he'd always wanted to

sky has to adjust to living On Ground . he walks outside and surprisingly isn't in vague danger from falling off an island and to his death, and that's . an adjustment GVIYEAGV he misses touching the clouds. his favorite spot to hang out is on top of the roof where he can feel the wind a bit better. he naps there

wind misses the sea and his family, but rly he takes the change quite well. he's finally back to Being a Kid and,, sliding down the hall on socked feet and stealing cookies from malon's trays and annoying (/aff) his brothers relentlessly <3 a chunk of his childhood was kinda stolen away right along w his sister, but maybe bein here will allow him to make up for at least some of it

another who takes the change in stride is twi :) living on a ranch is definitely in his comfort zone and he loves staying there—absolutely adores giving a helping hand and tending to the animals. i think the strangest part for him is Living With Time . he's past the shell-shock of it by now, of course, but he's still aware it's so so strange . if Future Twi had come to Past Him during his journey and pointed to the Hero's Shade and said "that'll be ur father figure and you'll live on a nice lil ranch together w all ur homies" twi would have thought the weird fog permeating the realm he'd been put in was eating away at his braincells.

can't think of anything else for the other boys atm, but i do know that it's an adjustment for All of them to see time so,, peaceful and happy. once he has everybody together and settled down, no more dangers threatening the lives of his kids, he'sSo fucking relieved. the first morning after everybody is there is such a surreal experience. it's their first breakfast in a home that may just be permanent for once, and hearin all the chaos of 10 people in a small kitchen and his family playfully shoving each other to get to the ketchup, he just Smiles . it's the noisiest breakfast him and malon have ever experienced and yet they Cherish the sound

[multifariousqueer]

Idk if anybody had this idea before but well here it goes: Arvin Russell having a smaller wife -in size- and they are both awkward bcz the marriage was sorta out of business but they are both getting along some fluff will be great (add filth if u want :3 )

P.S: srry rly for being awkward it's my first time to request smth😅

Hi! I hope you don't mind, I'm gonna answer this as a black!reader(bc I don't see a lot of black readers).

TW: Business partners to lovers, mentions of Lenora's death and the serial killer couple, Spoilers for tdatt, slow burn(ish).

Your daddy disapproved of Arvin and so did your momma but you knew this was the only way. See, you had always wanted a house and business of your own but being a young small black girl, you often were looked down upon and often times, given the classic talk of "well, maybe this is outta your league little girl." and told to just go find a black man and stay in your "neck of the woods". When you got away from the person who made these comments, you just rolled your eyes and said,

"Well what does he know? That old shit has nary a business bone in his body. Old hick."

Arvin overheard your personal pep talk and said,

"Umm little girl?"

"JESUS CHRIST." you said, startled.

"I'm so sorry it's just you were yelling and I thought you were hurt, my apologies" Arvin said.

You looked him up and down and immediately knew he would be a perfect pawn to get what you need.

"It's okay." You said with a smirk on your face.

Arvin began to walk away when suddenly, you blurted out:

"Hey listen. How would you like an opportunity to make money and get out of this shit town?"

Arvin stopped dead in his tracks but he didn't turn around:

"And how would I do that? Selling Girl Scout Cookies?" Arvin asked. You could hear the bemusement mixed with genuine interest in his voice.

You chuckled. This wasn't the first time you had been underestimated because of your size.

"Not quite. See I'm fixing to start a business and buy a house but I can't do that since I'm-" you pointed to your skin.

"I don't know little girl sounds like a big ask for someone so small." Arvin chuckled

"Listen here Mister, I am 20 and a LEGAL adult just like you. I may sure as hell be damn small but these dreams and the money I'll cut you will be bigger than the fattest man alive, so what do you say?" you said.

"What are we selling? Arvin said, interested.

"Teas, coffee, specialized refreshments." You smiled.

"You really think people want that?" Arvin said.

"Well not these people, that's why I said we're getting out of here. Now come on, I'll let you taste the product." You said pulling Arvin's arm.

6 months later:

"It says here, we need to be married in order to get the house and the storefront." Arvin said.

"Nice try, pal." You said, believing it but not wanting it to be true.

"Business partners don't lie to each other, darlin' " Arvin said with a smirk.

Over the past 6 months, Arvin had taken a liking to you. You were ambitious, pretty, outspoken, goal driven and not a bad cook either. You two always had moments where it felt like you would kiss but you never did. So Arvin convinced himself that you were off limits.

"Alright fine, I know a chapel we can go to." You said begrudgingly.

"Actually?" Arvin didn't think you'd go this far for what you wanted but in a way, he was kind of happy you did go this far.

"Yes Actually now stop wasting time and get dressed." You said.

"Yes ma'am" Arvin called.

When you two arrived at the chapel, You saw your preacher. It was nice to know that this man who had known you since you were in diapers, is marrying you off. Admittedly, you wished it was with someone whom you had loved for years.

Once he married you off, the next stop was your parents house:

"ABSOLUTLEY NOT. UNDER NO SURCOMSTANCES WILL I ALLOW THIS. HOW DARE THIS THING COME IN MY HOUSE AND TELL ME THAT HE WANTS TO MARRY MY Y/N." Your dad said.

"Daddy I'm sorry, It's all for the house and store. I promise."

"FIND ANOTHER WAY." Your dad said.

"Daddy, this is the way. I'll finally be able to take care of you and momma." you said almost tearing up. You haded when he would yell at you.

"I just don't want you to be unhappy." Your dad said.'

"Than let me marry Arvin and get us out of this place." you said through tears.

"Okay baby. If this is what you need to do then do it." Your dad said begrudgingly.

You hugged your momma and oveheard your dad telling Arvin that he would kill him if he tried anything. You went upstairs, packed a bag, and left. Arvin did the same and both of you were off to New York.

1 year later

You and Arvin had just gotten the title to the store and you couldn't be happier. Arvin was falling more and more in love with you as the days went on. You found out a lot about him too, like he had shot a preacher that drove his sister to suicide, how he almost became a victim of these serial killers, and so forth. You were still sleeping in different "beds"(Arvin sleeping on a sofa):

"You sure, country boy? I don't mind sleeping on the couch. I could fit a lot better." You asked genuinely concerned for his wellbeing on that sofa.

"Ladies get the better bed. Besides, It's comfy enough." Arvin said. You realized that Arvin would never tell you if he was in pain or sick or anything about himself really. You had to pry into him to figure out the serial killer story.

You caught yourself staring at Arvin more and more. You never noticed how veiny his arms were or how big his biceps were. He was incredibly protective over you(even though you didn't need it) and he was incredibly strong, like he lifted a 100lb bag of coffee beans over his shoulder like it was nothing. It was safe to say you were starting to fall for him but this is what made you 100% head-over-heels for him:

One cold night in December, you were shivering in the bed. You had woken up from a nightmare and desperately needed to go back to sleep because you had a meeting the next day. You saw Arvin tossing on the couch and decided you couldn't take it anymore:

"Hey Arvin?" you asked as gently as possible

"What's the matter, Y/n?" he asked groggily.

"Uhm, I'm cold." You said sheepishly.

"What do you want me to do about that?" Arvin asked with a smirk on his face. He knew exactly what you wanted, he just wanted to hear you say it.

"You're really gonna make me say it?" you said half embarrassed, half jokingly.

"Mhm. If you want it that badly." Arvin said smugly.

"Arvin can you sleep with me?" You said regretfully.

"What's the magic word?" He said now with a full grin.

"Pleeeeaaaassseeee?" You said.

"Good Girl." He said. This sent butterflies through your body.

You two got in the bed and he brought the blanket from the couch. You snuggled up to him and he planted your face in his neck.

"Is this gonna become a daily thing, darlin'?" Arvin asked.

"I don't know. Do you want it to become a daily thing?" You replied.

"I don't mind." He said.

[kinktae]

beyond the story: bitchin’

Hi friends! I hope you are all staying safe and healthy during these tough times! I really wanted to put something out there as a thank you to just how much support Bitchin’ got. You guys really are incredible. So, although this story has come to an end, I wanted to properly close the Bitchin’ chapter by giving you all a behind the scenes look at Bitchin’ and everything that went into writing it. This includes hidden easter eggs, backstories, alternative plot-lines, and a short drabble of the Bitchin’ cast 10 years after the story’s end.

Without further ado, please enjoy and thank you again for all your love. You have all of mine.

CHAPTER ONE – PARTNERS

Ah, yes, the start of this whole wild ride. I’ve always loved the whole nerd/popular person trope in fanfics, so it was only a matter of time before I tried my hand at it too. One thing I was adamant about was not making this a “popular person turns nerd hot/confident/better” fic as its kind of one of my least favorite cliches. With that in mind, and knowing that I was going to allude to TATBILB’s contract, I decided that I wanted Y/N to gain as much from the deal as Jungkook did. No blackmail, no just agreeing for the hell of it – Y/N was going to further herself and her dreams given the opportunity.

The beginning of the chapter is where the two are most separated and dissimilar throughout the whole story. It wasn’t that they were fundamentally different, it was that they approached life differently. Y/N was frustrated at how superficial Jungkook seemed, because she believes there is much more to life than just kicking your feet up and cracking jokes.

On the other hand, Jungkook didn’t understand why Y/N was so tense and on guard. To him, life was meant to enjoy and not take so seriously. Which makes sense, given that he grew up with minimal rules and minimal worries (bare minimum partners wassup !) 

“So, do we have a deal? Partners?” There was mischievous timber to his words, the kind that made you feel as if this would all later come back to bite you in the ass.

Pushing that pestering thought away, you took his hand into yours, holding his eyes as you gave it a firm shake.

“Partners.”

God, this bit. I knew from the minute I wrote it that I was writing the ending of bitchin’ along with it. I knew this was exactly how I was going to end this story, bc the word partners has multiple means right? In chapter 1, this meant business partners, but in the final chapter… it means life partners. Idk, I’m just still really happy with this writing decision :D

CHAPTER TWO – THE CONTRACT

Dearest Yara. We meet her in chapter two don’t we? Yara is completely based off of my irl best friend Yara who is a writer and who helped me A LOT with this story. She was my biggest supporter throughout figuring out this crazy plot. It was initially only about seven parts, but with her help I managed to bump it up to 10! Everybody say thank you Yaraaaa.

You were angry, that much was evident to her. Yara was sat in your shared dorm’s living room, a thick blanket engulfing her small frame. You briefly glanced towards the TV, it was tuned into MTV, the familiar music video of Every Breath You Take by The Police playing, before directing your glare back onto the copper-haired girl.

The song reference is a direct allusion to writer Yara’s fic, which is one of my favorite fics by her. She was actively writing it around the start of our friendship so it only felt right to pay respects to her. The introduction of her character felt necessary imo bc I wanted to make sure Y/N had a life outside Jungkook. Plus, I got to use the scenes between the two girls as a way to reference the music and culture scene. Yara is especially a fan of the powerful women in the music industry at the time, i.e., Madonna, Annie Lennox, Cyndi Laupner, etc.) Yara is a raging feminist and believer in sexual freedom and libery for women, we do in fact have to stan.

“How old do you think your sister is?”

“Hey, don’t sass me. For your information, Lyanna still has all her Care Bear tapes. She threw a hissy fit when my mom tried to give them away last Christmas.” Yara recalled.

Lyanna is one of writer Yara’s past pseudonyms. She always used to joke about how whenever she read it, it was confusing because there was Y/N, Yara and Lyanna, which were technically all her lolol.

FUNNY STORY ABOUT THE CONTRACT I INSERTED INTO THIS PICTURE… Twitter found it and made it into somewhat of a meme because no one knew it came from a fic rip. I was actually rly embarrassed and even wrote some posts about how much twitter scared me on my blog LMAO. but THEN weirdly enough, I actually stumbled upon a small community on twitter who actually found my fic and would TWEET ABOUT IT!!! LIKE REACTIONS TO EACH UPDATE!!! I wish I could go back in time and remember how giddy I was the first time I found a tweet about my fic. The fanfic community on twitter gave me a new love for the site (which I had previously had removed myself from because of its toxicity) and I have met so many wonderful people because of it. People even made themselves a little twitter group chat to talk about my fics, and now we are all friends! I miss posting a chapter of bitchin’ and refreshing my twitter feed as all my mutuals would post memes and live tweet their reactions. God that made me so fucking happy.

CHAPTER THREE – THE ROLLERSKATING DATE

I love the bickering in this chapter, because unlike the bickering in the first chapter, it’s actually less hostile and more playful. Y/N is slowly letting her guard down to the very persistently charming Jungkook.

“Woah. Family of six, huh? So you have siblings then.” He noted.

“Yep. Three.”

“Tell me about them.”

Looking up from where you were slipping on your second skate, you met Jungkook’s eyes, surprised to see genuine interest in them.

I actually originally had Y/N brush him off here. I was going to wait until the drunk party scene for Y/N to open up about her family and relationship with her sisters. But then I kind of thought to myself… Why? Y/N made peace with it and doesn’t hold onto those insecurities anymore. And objectively, Jungkook hasn’t proven himself to be a bad person so… I let Y/N open herself up to him.

“Then there’s the twins, Rosa and Lia.”

“Hold on. Twins? Wait… did they go to our high school?” Jungkook asked, his interest in this conversation doubled.

“Yep. They were two grades above us.” You confirmed.

“Oh shit, yeah, I remember your sisters, they were mad hot.” Jungkook let out a low whistle, before stiffening, flashing you an apologetic look. “Uh, in a totally non-meathead way.”

You offered the scared-looking boy a small smile, shaking your head.

Some of y’all notice but, Rosa and Lia are a blatant homage to my name: Roselia. ACTUALLY some form of my name can be found in every one of the rewind series fics, including upcoming ones. I’ll give a cookie to whoever can find every single mention hehe.

“I told you it was dumb.” You laughed nervously.

It wasn’t that you cared much about what Jungkook thought but you had a feeling a guy like him, who was popular and carefree, wouldn’t be able to sympathize in the way you would like him to.

“No, I’m just… surprised, that’s all.”

Jungkook certainly was surprised. You had built up quite the impression on him from the very moment you two met. It was hard to imagine that the girl who was so unapologetically herself was ever unsure or insecure.

Somehow, the idea tugged at his heart, as if he understood you more if only just a little.

From the get go, Jungkook was extremely drawn to just how confident and secure Y/N was in herself. I knew I wanted Y/N to be unapologetically sure of herself and in her abilities. Something I didn’t want, however, was for frat boy!jungkook’s only personality traits to be liking sex and being a cocky bastard (although I am a big consumer of that trope heh). Jungkook is actually canonly incredibly insecure. He lacks a real sense of self, which is why he is so desperate for Kiri back. His relationship with Kiri at that time was a big part of what he thought was himself. He has somewhat of low self esteem tbh which is why he’ll go back to a woman who treated him unfairly. That’s why he comes off the way he does in the first chapter and why Y/N thinks he has a big ego... he’s overcompensating. He finds it so endlessly fascinating that Y/N, in all her confident glory, was actually once super insecure. He admires her all the more once she opens up about her past.

“Oh, Rosa is an intern for our hometown’s newspaper but between you and me those assholes don’t even let her write. She does coffee and burger runs for men in charge. And Lia sells ice cream at the mall.”

“What about your brother?” Jungkook asked.

“He’s training to be a cop just like my dad.”

“And your mom?”

“She works at a convenience store.”

All their careers resemble people in the latest Stranger Things season (Nancy, Steve, Hopper, and Joyce). Fun Cameo there.

“What’s wrong?” You wondered, following his eyes.

“October 16th, 1985. 6:48PM.”

“Yes. That’s today’s date and time. What about it?” You pressed, growing confused.

“Remember it.” He warned.

“Why?”

“It’s when I fell in love with you.”

This iconic line I actually got from the real Jeon Jungkook himself. While Jungkook wasn’t actually in love with Y/N here, it certainly was a cute way for him to express his admiration for her.

OH HERE’S A FUN FACT: the hickey scene at the end of this chapter where JK and Y/N kiss for the first time was actually supposed to be Yara giving Y/N the hickey like the best friend she is. Ultimately I went with JK giving it for... smut purposes... ≖‿≖ 

CHAPTER FOUR – THE HALLOWEEN PARTY

The decision for Y/N to be Freddie Krueger came from me planning to be him for Halloween. And I was! JK as Glen Lantz just followed naturally. I’ve seen some great edits of him as the character. Truly chef’s kiss.

I really liked that Jungkook came over to the girl’s dorm to get ready. I didn’t want a scene where Y/N was thrown into a situation she was uncomfortable with which is how much Nerd At A Party Scene go so made sure Jungkook stayed by her side throughout the part, going out of his way to introducing her to the people he cared about.

Tae’s character came in when I realized I needed a way to actually put Y/N’s event in motion. He was the missing link and BOY did you guys eat his character right up huh. Love that for me.

Another thing, the confrontation with Kiri was so hard to write guys, I reeaaaally struggle with girl conflict. GIRLS SHOULD SUPPORT GIRLS. However, not everyone gets along in real life so I went with Kiri being more along the lines of petty rather than outwardly a cunt to Y/N. Realistically, Kiri is popular and well liked among the greek life so being unkind to someone she hardly knows wouldn’t make sense. There’s definitely tension between these two but I tried my best to steer away from the typical cat fight/revenge porn/public humiliation trope most movies seem to follow.

CHAPTER FIVE – THE FIRST TIME

Introduction to Erik!!!! It was really important to me that Y/N had a life before Jungkook. That's why I wrote in Y/N having a fiancé. She’s not opposed to love, she just has reshifted her focus. She knows what she wants and is choosing to focus on that, which why when she realizes she’s falling for Kookie she’s so hesitant to admit it because she’s fallen down that road before. Even though Jungkook treats her with respect and acknowledges the parts of her she’s most proud of, she just isn’t willing to possibly give up her passions for love. Which is why she doesn’t immediately confess to him, even once she’s sure she loves him.

“I’m serious, nerd. You’re like… um… the sun!” Jungkook marveled, eyes growing full as the realization dawned on him.

“The sun?” You laughed.

“Yeah, like… you’re this bright, beautiful thing that seems like it’s here in front of me but is really light-years away.”

Jungkook was drunk, and although you were sure he was making more sense in his head, you couldn’t help but feel your face grow hot, unsure of how to react to his drunk analogy.

“You’re the sun, Y/N. You make the world turn for you. Never orbit for anyone else.”

And suddenly, you were kissing him, for no other reason other than you wanted to and that it felt like the right thing to do.

No real commentary here. Just love this bit. It’s probably my favorite interaction between them two ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) 

“Also… She’s, uh, currently dating Eunwoo.” You told Yara.

Your best friend blinked, silence falling over her.

“Yara?”

“Good for her.” She perked up almost forcibly. “Let her put up with his annoying ass.”

Yara could see the way your expression had turned dubious as if you didn’t believe her nonchalant act.

Yara turned up her nose defensively, “What?”

Ugh yes, some character development from Yara.... the flavor ! Yara (much like Y/N and JK) also struggles with love. She has a real fear of commitment and if far more comfortable with casual sex than relationships. She did develop actual feelings for Eunwoo, she just wasn’t ready for that kind of commitment so she cut him off. Fleed the scene if you will. Typical gemini smh my head.

"I don’t think the contract mentioned orgasms.” Jungkook smirked as you released his thumb.

“I say we let it slide.” You shrugged, leaning into him casually.

“You think?”

“Totally. Think of it as… a bonding activity.” You joked, resting your chin on his shoulder, peering up through your lashes.

“Damn, we’re really committed to this fake dating thing, huh.”

You laughed in the way that you hated, but Jungkook loved; it was loud and abrupt, but it genuine, and it was you.

“What can I say, I’m a method actor.” You sighed dramatically, causing Jungkook to grin before pressing a kiss to your nose, simply because he liked the way it always seemed to make you smile.

GOD THEY’RE SO WHIPPED FOR EACH OTHER ITS DISGUSTING!!!!!! I’m really happy I decided not to make sleeping together a big deal and I got a lot of feedback from you guys agreeing! I had a lot of fun with these two’s sex scenes knowing they could do it whenever they wanted.

CHAPTER SIX – THE STEM EVENT

I started the scene with smut BUT I wanted to point out that much of their time spent together is at Y/N dorm, Jungkook either napping, hanging out or doing work as Y/N would study like she always did. I liked the idea that Jungkook would get bored and would want attention from Y/N because she was so focused. Idk, I just wanted to write a love story about two people spending time together and figuring out how they fit in each other’s lives as opposed to some dramatic I mEeT HiM aNd mY LiFe bEcAmE cRaZy. There’s nothing wrong with that plot line, I just didn’t want that for these two dorks. I wanted Y/N to interact with JK’s scene and crowd but not give up her own which is why most days JK and her just lounged around in her dorm studying.

Also, I don’t know how the teacher/student roleplay made it into the smut, it just did, no further questions (ʃ⌣́_⌣́ƪ).

Then the event scene.

“You’re whipped, dude! Seriously.”

Jungkook felt his face go red, “Shut up, no, I’m not.”

“Hey, I’m not judging. I get it. That’s your girl.” Taehyung shrugged. Jungkook placed a hand on the fold up table in front of him, staring down at the information pamphlet you had worked so hard on.

“She’s just… so fucking driven and passionate about everything she does. Sometimes I look at her, and I’m just like… holy shit, what am I doing with a girl like her? I feel like she’s totally out of my league and being with me is holding her back but— I dunno, man. I just… really like her.” Jungkook revealed, voice growing small.

An unexpected wave of tenderness fell over the two boys, Taehyung throwing an arm over his little brother’s shoulder.

“I’m happy for you, bro.”

Jungkook didn’t know it just yet but dude was talking from the heart and, is in fact, totally whipped :’c

I loved the confrontation scene between the boys and Eunwoo because the boys standing up for Yara really did make everyone feel like a friend group, not just some character who happen to exist at the same time. It wasn’t just Y/N and Yara and one side and the boys on the other. They would all become friends, which is ideal to me. A boyfriend who likes your best friend and considers her a friend so you can all hang out??? Yes please.

Initially, irl Yara and I had noooo clue if Yara would end up with Eunwoo or not. That was actually the original goal actually. But after this chapter four, you guys made it ABUNDANTLY clear that you guys wanted to see Taeyara, despite the two never even meeting! Honestly, it wasn’t until this chapter was written that we decided for sure that Eunwoo was out of the picture for Yara. Part of me really wanted to keep Yara single, but irl Yara insisted on dick and frankly, she’s right. Bitchin’ Yara deserved a shot at love. She definitely has her own story outside of Bitchin’ and will experience a lot of growth in the future.

“God, I know. I do not miss that temper of his.” She chuckled, her words piquing your interest.

“Temper?”

“Oh, yeah. Have you seriously not experienced it yet? He’s got some gnarly anger issues. Not to mention all the lying…” Kiri paused suddenly, straightening up as she flashed you an apologetic look. “Yikes, I’m sorry. I totally should not be telling you this. I’m not trying to be that gross girl that shit talks her ex to his current girlfriend.”

Miss Kiri, Miss Kiri. She really acted up this chapter didn’t she. There was a lot of discussion about whether or not those things she said about Jungkook were true. Which was exactly what I wanted hehe. We come to find out that Kiri had definitely stretched the truth. She really is good at manipulation and understanding how people think and it’s why she is in the role that she is in. Messy queen.

CHAPTER SEVEN – THE ROOFTOP DATE

This entire chapter was inspired by High School Musical with Troy and Gabriella’s rooftop garden scenes. This was my shortest chapter and honestly, probably not my strongest. I definitely went into writing this with zero concept of what I actually wanted to happen. Usually when I write my chapters I have a 4k long outline of it beforehand that I go off of. Not this one though. I really just winged it and I tried my best to write a chapter that really showed off (dialogue wise) just how this couple bounces off each other. I do really like some of the banter they have in this chapter.

You had taken note a little wooden popsicle stick poking up from the soil of the yellow flowers. Acacias, they were marked. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you considered his words.

Yellow acacias stands the value of true friendship and can indicate a secret love! I thought that was very appropriate given these dummies' relationship.

“So, you probably know why I brought you here.”

You nodded.

“You’re proposing, right?”

“Yeah, I– oh, shut up.” He laughed, the serious mood shattering as you joined him.

Even though I knew they were going to have a semi serious talk, what with Y/N asking about what Kiri had told her, these two dufuses realistically are just too comfortable with each other to stay serious for too long.

“Hey, I said that out of frustration, I didn’t really mean it. I’m sure she’ll come crawling back soon.” You attempted to comfort him, hoping to sound sincere.

“Even if that’s true, I’m not entirely sure I want that anymore.”

“What?” You blinked. Jungkook shrugged.

“What about us?” He met your eyes, causing your breath to hitch.

“What about us?”

Jungkook stared at you for a moment, noting the way the timber in your voice had become higher pitched as if panicked.

MORE FUN FACTS LMFAO: I typically do this thing with unplanned chapters where I just go for it and write and usually it works out. But when I wrote this down I remember stopping and being like ??? WHY DID I JUST WRITE THAT ??? I don’t like deleting my writing so I had a serious think to myself about whether this was going to be the moment Jungkook confessed or not.

Canonly, I decided that Jungkook did in fact mean ‘us’ in a romantic sense, but because of the way you perceivably panicked at that possible meaning, he decided against taking the conversation in that direction, instead speaking about ‘us’ in a platonic sense. Poor kookie :(

“Stop. Listen to me, Jungkook, you’re a fucking great guy, okay? You’re charismatic and funny and care about your friends… sure, you almost ruined my event, but it was mostly to defend my best friend when Eunwoo got too pushy, right? You’re a good guy, meathead. I know I joke about your ego, but I really believe you’re capable of more than you think you are. Seriously, Kiri is so lucky to be the object of your affection.”

Jungkook watched the way the sun’s orange light kissed your face, a bittersweet feeling growing in his chest as he contemplated the object of his affection. Just a couple of months ago, he would have had no doubt about who held his heart, but as you held his stare, he found himself unsure and yet, entirely sure all the same.

“Jungkook? You okay?” You frowned, catching in the sadness in his eyes.

“Hm? Yeah, yeah. I just… realized something.”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“…It doesn’t matter.” He smiled, the gesture hardly reaching his eyes.

It’s in this moment that Jungkook decides that there is no way you hold the same affection towards him that he does to you. He mistakes your words of comfort as you pushing him away. You are so kind and encouraging and Jungkook loves you so much that hearing you insist about him ending back up with Kiri hurts him so bad.

But you are still unsure about your feelings and genuinely believe that's still what Jungkook wants. You’re just being a supportive friend!! :( It isn’t until the end of this chapter when Y/N has her talk with Yara that she realizes, oh man, she’s in deep.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE MISTAKE

BLAH. This chapter is so BLAH, you know? Having to write this chapter was SO HARD. I texted irl Yara complaining about how much I hated having to put my characters through this and that I wanted to just end the story on chapter 7 and keep them happy forever. BUT ALAS! I had planned for this to happen from the start.

You tasted like the mint of your favorite brand of toothpaste. He imagined if he had caught you any later then the mint would have been accompanied by the taste of coffee, knowing the way you rarely started a day without a cup.

God, he had missed the taste of you.

What you guys didn’t see is Jungkook spending the night with Kiri, and immediately kicking her out, freaking out as the weight of guilt washed over him. He knew he had done nothing wrong, that you weren’t his real girlfriend, and that getting back together with Kiri was exactly what he had signed up for. It was what he should’ve wanted. But it wasn't… because you were what he wanted. And that was exactly what he was going to tell you as he marched over to your apartment.

But he panicked. His mind already decided that your answer to him would be no– that you didn’t feel the same. So he kissed you. He had you in the only way he was allowed to. He was selfish and impulsive and so incredibly scared that he ended up hurting the person he loved the most.

Initially though, I had Jungkook get back together with Kiri, not that he slept with her right before sleeping with Y/N. But I decided TEEHEE let me just make everything erupt into flames. However, I didn’t realize just how angry with Jungkook you guys would get. I remember thinking DAMMIT WAS THAT TOO SCANDALOUS?? I knew I was going to have to work hard for Jungkook to redeem himself to my readers.

“She wants to get back together.” Jungkook swallowed dryly, eyes wavering between yours as if to gauge your reaction.

“…Oh.”

You shook your head.

“I mean, wow! That’s… That’s great!” You smiled, something tearing apart inside you as the words left your lips.

“Y/N–”

“Seriously! This means it worked, right? This is exactly what you wanted to happen.” You enthused, turning your head so that he couldn’t see the way your eyes had welled up.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding in his ears, fighting the urge to wrap his arms around you.

“Yeah… yeah, no, you’re right. We did it.” He replied monotonously.

GOD THIS PART IS SO UNBELIEVABLY FRUSTRATING! JUST ADMIT YOU LOVE EACH OTHER YOU MORONS! This entire situation is so convoluted because there's so much information missing and not being expressed, I seriously want to ring my own neck rereading this bit.

“Are you mad?” He called out cautiously, a heavy feeling falling onto his chest.

“Why would I be mad?” You quipped back sharply, causing Jungkook to flinch. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“I just thought… I mean we’ve been fooling around a lot lately, so I didn’t know if—”

“If what? I had feelings for you?” You scoffed. “Please, as if I’d ever fall for you.”

And there it was— everything Jungkook already knew but had been so afraid to hear. Of course, you didn’t feel for him what he felt for you. How could he have expected anything different?

IDIOTS!!! THEY'RE BOTH IDIOTS!!! I don't know how y'all put up with this for so long. Forgive me.

CHAPTER NINE – THE BREAK

Okay I actually love this chapter. And for many reasons. Let me break down the three scenes for you guys.

Scene one: Kiri confrontation

Kiri is definitely an opposing antagonist. She is constantly working against Y/N because of their interests directly conflicting. BUT. I would argue that the biggest antagonist to this story is the inner ones – Y/N and Jungkook's lack of ability to admit their feelings constantly holding them both back from their happy ending. That being said, a confrontation scene between Y/N and Kiri was MUCH needed. While I suppose I can understand why Kiri doesn't like Y/N, that doesn't change the fact that she has been disrespectful and catty. So miss Y/N had to put Miss Kiri in her place (•̀ᴗ•́)

Scene two: Yara and Tae at the library

Fanservice. That is all. LMFAOOO y'all reallllyyy wanted it to happen and who am I to deny my people what they want. It was really fun getting to explore my side characters and develop them through interactions outside the two main characters. IRL Yara also mentioned giving bitchin’ Yara and Tae their own chapter as a joke and I was like LOL BET. I fully was going to but then I got the idea for the next scene and was like ahh ok maybe not the whole chapter.

Scene three: Meeting with Erik

So. This was a SUPER last minute decision. Like, it wasn’t until I was writing this chapter that I planned on Erik making an appearance. I saw a tweet with someone saying their bitchin theories and they mentioned Erik appearing out of nowhere and I was like,,, HOLD ON!!!! That could be kind of spicy ≖‿≖ 

I knew for a fact JK was NOT going to be forgiven in this chapter; I needed a way to lay the situation out between the two dorks without trying to seem like I was trying to sway my audience in a way that didn't make sense to the story. Y/N was rightfully angry. But she wasn't only angry about the timing of the sex. She was angry that Jungkook went back to Kiri at all and there was no way she was going to admit that. So who better to lay it all out than calculated, unbiased third party Erik. He deserved some character development after all.

I also liked the idea that Y/N had, in theory, “romantic options.” Losing Jungkook didn’t mean the end of her life. Having my female lead stand on her own was very important to me.

CHAPTER TEN – THE END

RIGHT OF THE BAT I needed Jungkook to suffer. So that whole scene where he tries to interact with his old group only for his presence to make everything awkward MMMM yes, sweet revenge on my part.

You were surprised. His hair was no longer shaggy and long like you remembered it. Instead, it had been freshly cut, looking healthy and neatly styled for the first time since you met Jungkook.

THE WAY SO MANY PEOPLE COMMENTED ON THIS LINE “but Y/N liked it long?!?”  IS SO FUNNNYyyyy. So let me clarify a thing. Jungkook had always wanted to cut his hair right. The only reason he didn’t was because Y/N told him not to. With Y/N no longer in the picture to convince him out of it, he cut his hair. That’s really all there is to it skfjsjf.

You know, I had written this part around the time I had just finished up the third ch believe it or not. And it was COMPLETELY different. I had it planned that Yara and Y/N ignored him throughout class and Yara had gone back after the bell rang to go verbally assault JK. And as the two hashed it out, only then was that when Jungkook would realize that he liked Y/N after Yara literally spelled it out for him.

“You like her, dumbass!” Was what I had written Yara saying. I really had written him in denial for ten chapters, I was a whole sociopath (╥﹏╥). But ultimately, I decided that Jungkook came to that conclusion on his own and the decision to apologize to Y/N would have been made over winter break.

“You said Kiri came over asking for you back, yet you still came over and slept with me the next day. Even though the two of you had sex the night before. Do you understand how that makes me feel?”

“I’m—”

“Like garbage!" You emphasized, the white paint of the door somehow irritating you further. "I felt like I was something you threw away and picked back up whenever you felt like getting your dick wet.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, and you tried your hardest to not let your emotions get the best of you.

“Not to mention to everyone else, it looks like you cheated on me. Which makes me look like a fucking idiot." You scoffed.

Jungkook said nothing in reply, which somehow made it easier to say all you should have said that day in your room.

“It just sucks to realize that someone you once cared about sees you as nothing more than a toy. It fucking sucks.”

Man :( writing this hurt my heart. I really, really, love bitchin!y/n and writing her hurting freaking stinks. But she had to speak her mind. She deserves the chance to get everything off her chest with the way Jungkook hurt her.

Your heart and mind were in constant paradox, torn between wanting him back and wanting him to know just how much he had hurt you. Your mind ultimately won the battle, of course, but as Jungkook stood just a few inches of drywood apart pouring his heart out, it was hard to say which major organ was responsible for your next words.

The creak of the door being pushed open sent Jungkook's eyes wide, revealing your hesitant form. You had your arms crossed over your chest as if to guard the contents inside of it.

You looked like an angel underneath the bathroom's blue fluorescent lights, beautiful and lovely, a stark contrast from your next crushing sentence.

“I slept with Erik.”

Hehe. Ofc my girl Y/N had to have a rebound!!! She knows that life goes on. However, as I wrote in, she definitely regretted it. It was kind of the same situation that Jungkook was in where he pursued something just because it was familiar and a distraction and not because he really wanted it. Both Y/N and Jungkook are flawed characters but that’s okay! If anything, Y/N’s mistake of sleeping with Erik is what allows her to forgive Jungkook. Knowing first hand how complicated their entire relationship really was.

“I don’t need you… but I don’t think I want a life without you.” You finished shyly.

Your eyes were locked with his when suddenly a small noise escaped him, eyes pulling away from yours as his head moved to attempt to hide the way his eyes had grown wet.

I got this line from one of my best friends after her ex broke up with her. It made me physically sad and really sympathize with her so I quickly wrote it down into my notes app to save for later LMAOOOO. Knowing that you are your own person and life will inevitably go on after losing someone, but that your heart still wants and is pleading for the one person you can’t have. SO SAD. I’m happy I got to use this line in one of my fics.

The note Jungkook wrote Y/N,,, imagine him not being able to sleep one night over winter break so he just writes down everything he should have told Y/N while he still had the chance…. I’ll for real cry dude, he’s so cute. Also, the line about him buying you fluffy Halloween socks for Christmas went over people’s heads I think but HECK I THOUGHT THAT WAS SO FUNNY AND SWEET (because Y/N bought Christmas socks when it was Halloween teehee).

"Are you two dorks done crying?" Yara’s voice rang out suddenly, causing both of you to jump apart.

"Yara, you creep! Privacy, dude! Ever try knocking?" You sniffed, wiping at your face hurriedly.

"What? Like you were peeing with Jungkook in the bathroom? Please." She waved you off, walking back into the living room to give you two some privacy. She did say Jungkook had 15 minutes before she’d have to come back in after all. "Anyway, Tae will be over in 10 minutes for the Saved By The Bell marathon that’s on so you guys are more than welcomed to join." She called out from her newly seated position on the couch.

I included this scene with Yara because things were getting too serious for my liking ngl. Plus the idea that the four of them would all come together at the end for a much needed reunion made my happy bitchin heart soar.

Jungkook let out a laugh, his palm finding your cheek, eyes locked on your lips. You were preening for his kiss, mouth parting slightly as you anticipated it.

“Partners?”

The question took you by surprise, eyes widening at your not so pretend lover.

Idiot.

“Partners.” You smiled softly, eyes shiny and brimming with tears as he kissed you for what must have been the millionth time, but still somehow felt like the first.

UGH I LOVE THEM I REALLY DO. I was so happy with how this final scene came out :( They’re partners, they really are I miss these boneheads.

AND NOW, I PRESENT THE CANON FUTURE OF THE BITCHIN UNIVERSE...

10 YEARS LATER

Let’s be honest, Jungkook popped the question the day of graduation, he can’t imagine a life in which you wouldn’t be beside him

You said yes (shocker)

Cue Jungkook being the most wonderful partner and respecting your wish to finish your residency program before having the wedding

You absolutely kick ass at being a neonatal surgeon

Also, Jungkook started a film company! It’s small but he loves what he does and works with colleges and helps out the film majors with resources and equipment <3

SO IT'S THE DAY OF YOUR WEDDING RIGHT

Yara and your sisters are helping you get ready, with your best friend as the ever so reassuring maid of honor

And by that I mean you’re as calm as a cucumber and Yara is one wrong move away from having a stroke

“Y/N… Don’t freak out....The catering company put in two orders of shrimp instead of chicken and steak.”

“Yara, it’s okay.”

“NO ITS NOT???? THIS IS YOUR WEDDING DAY AND YOU’RE GETTING CRUSTACEANS.”

Y/N making Yara take a seat and practice some breathing exercises so she doesn’t upset the baby

Oh yeah, Yara is 10 weeks pregnant

Taehyung is the dad lol

Yara and Taehyung have been together ever since that day at the library hehe <3

They moved in together and adopted a cat and everything (sweet boy Tae wanted a dog but Yara’s afraid of dogs and Tae would do anything for that woman so Yeontan the cat it is)

Yara refuses to put a label on their relationship even after all this time, and Tae doesn’t ask for one. They’re happy and dedicated to each other and don’t feel the need to put pressure on something that’s already so perfect

Yara is actually violently in love with Tae but still scoffs when Y/N tries to bring it up

“Oh my god, you’re so in love with him”

“Huh??? you must be sick or something. Get well soon, damn :/”

Yara likes to come up with different labels for Taehyung every time she has to introduce him. Among her favorites are roommate, rent sharer, baby daddy and penis lender

Speaking of Taehyung, he’d have a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as he tries to calm down the panicking groom to be

“JK, breathe.”

“What if she doesn’t show up? What if she doesn’t want to marry me? What if I pressured her into this and— and I’ve freaked her out and now she hates me?”

“Dude, you guys have been engaged for eight years. She’s had her opportunity to run. She’ll show up.”

Taehyung scruffing up the younger man’s hair reassuringly, which only flusters him more because DAMMIT he wants to look perfect for you and now his hair is messed up >:(

(You like him no matter what his hair looks like though)

Jungkook literally swallowing down a sob as you walk down the aisle and he lays his eyes on you for the first time

You having a dumb smile on your face the entire walk over because your husband to be is crying and you haven’t even exchanged vows yet

The entire audience going all sobby when you finally do exchange vows because they’re so beautiful and real

The ten years together has not been easy— from financial struggles as you tried to support yourself through med school, to personal conflicts when Jungkook wanted to start a family already

But you guys figured it out

You always do

He’s your person. And you are his.

Y/N’s sisters Rosa and Lia are a WRECK— even your dad is tearing up

Your family loves Jungkook and have been counting down the days until you guys married, let’s be honest

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Jungkook punching the air with a “FINALLY!” before kissing the hell out of you

The cutting of the cake inevitably turning into a food fight

The shrimp entrees turning out to be pretty damn good

Yara catching the bouquet and wagging her brows at Taehyung suggestively

Jungkook pulling you aside to take photos of you outside the venue because you look so so pretty and he loves the way you smile when he’s the one behind the camera

The party is in full session, your siblings tearing up the dance floor like the extroverts they are

You and Jungkook are sat at the head of the room, hands intertwined underneath the table as you watch a tired and painfully sober Yara swing her bare feet onto Taehyung’s lap, requesting a foot rub

Watching your pregnant best friend and her lover together, you turned towards your own, smile impossibly wide

“What?”

“Let’s have a baby.” You’d grin, so stupid happy

Jungkook’s eyes going round and immediately jumping up from his seat because god that’s all he’s ever wanted

Being tugged out the room by a giddy Jungkook, one of your heels flinging off somewhere behind you.

“What’s happening? Where are we going?!”

The two of you find yourself in a storage room somewhere on the hotel floor

“Jeon Jungkook, what the hell—“

His mouth find yourself, kissing you in a way that couldn’t at the altar

You kissed him back without questions, arms wrapping around the man you now called your husband

“I love you.” He’d sigh into your neck, his hot breath causing you to shiver

“I love you too.”

“Let’s make a baby.”

“Yeah let’s— wait, right here? Right now?!”

Jungkook merely nodding as his mouth found the exposed skin of your chest

“Meathead, we can’t just ditch our wedding to have sex!”

“Why not? We did our marital duties. Now it’s our guests' job to get embarrassingly drunk and make a fool of themselves on the dance floor. No one will even miss us.”

“Isn’t baby making what our honeymoon is for?”

“Screw that. I’ve done my waiting. Let’s start our family, nerd.”

Jungkook kissing your protests silent before you inevitably give in and let him take you right there and then, your wedding dress hung around your hips

Husband and wife coming together with shaky breaths and hushed moans as they promise the rest of their lives to each other, making every argument, struggle or moment of uncertainty leading up to now totally worth it

Walk of shame back into the party with nervous hair fixing from you and a proud grin from Jungkook

Yara figuring out exactly why you two had sneaked off to, flashing the newly weds a knowing smirk

The night of your wedding, Jungkook surprises you with a present

You unwrap it in confusion, only to see that it’s a glass frame and inside of it is the wrinkled and worn out lined paper the two of you had scribbled on many many years ago

Jungkook hangs up the contract right above your bed as per your request, smiling as he does and jumping on him the moment he puts down the hammer bc dammit it you’re too heckin excited to make love with your sentimental loser of a husband

And yes, by the next month, you are pregnant and incredibly happy

And of course, your daughter and Yara’s son grow up to be best friends, not a family holiday passing by where they aren’t told the story of the totally bitchin’ way both set of their parents got together

[leia-imogen]

aaron & the family he's found all by himself; vol. 1 // vol. 2

( ft. the first meeting & the first family game night )

okay, rundown of his first meeting w the vixens!

the vixens don't really like the foxes. they cheer at their games and all, but outside of that, they mostly stick with the football players

bcs, well, the foxes are,, intimidating and most of the vixens don't get how or why katelyn started dating one

especially one half of the terrifying duo that is the twinyards. like these tiny blonde angst goblins have absolutely zero chill, and this is the backliner one, the one that shattered the nose of a dude basically twice his size

they may be short as fuck but they're scary, and the vixens are worried that he might break katelyn's heart

but katelyn's sure about aaron minyard, and when cleo softly asks, "is he worth it?" she knows her answer is a yes

savannah and the rest of the girls aren't convinced tho, so she asks aaron if he'll meet them for one of the afterparties they have after games

he agrees after seeing the hopeful look on her face

and surprise, surprise, it isn't a complete disaster!!

see, aaron has a habit of mirroring the nature of the person he's with. in the book, we mostly see him as an asshole bcs it's from neil's pov, and neil, as much as i adore him, is an asshole

i think that when he's with nicky ( someone he loves and trusts ), he's like, nicer. it's not in his nature to be cheery or anything but he's less,, hostile? and way more relaxed

and katelyn's been nothing but sweet and polite to him, bcs katelyn's sweet and polite till you give her a reason not to be

so he's sweet and polite back, or at least, sweet and polite as aaron minyard can get.

yeah, he's definitely interesting enough, clever and quick-witted enough, respectful and loyal and insanely talented enough, that katelyn decides he's worth it. doubts he'll ever get boring

and yes, she knows this is a big risk, bcs she knows the foxes' rep, knows how fucked up he must to secure a place on the psu foxes, notices how aaron flinches when she makes any sudden movement

but you know what? fuck it

so when aaron tells her his strange, twisted little deal with his brother, katelyn's willing to fight for him

and after nearly 2 months of this, she drags him to the vixens with their fingers interlocked and a hope in her heart that they'd play nice like she's asked ( practically begged ) them to

aaron's buzzing a bit with nervous energy. it's very endearing, how his eyes had lit up at the sight of her, then how she felt her anxiety about the night melt away into excitement

sav tries, bless her, tries to engage aaron in half-hearted conversation about exy ( which she hates ) and aaron tries back, but that fizzles out bcs for someone on a full-ride exy scholarship, aaron doesn't like exy at all

thank god that marissa, who's been trying to be less of a bitch all night, bless her too, lets it slip that sav detests exy

"okay, i can't anymore. minyard, savannah actually hates exy and she hates the foxes too, but we're hoping that you're an exception."

aaron, holding back a laugh: honestly? same.

sav: oh thank fucking GOD we have something to talk about then

"yeah, the entire sport sucks, doesn't it? i literally play it at college level and i still have barely figured out the goddamn rules."

"exactly! and my entire family's fucking obsessed for some reason, it's so annoying! ugh and the foxes suck even more, they're all so goddamn rude for no reason. except maybe the cute goalie."

". . ."

"eww not your brother, i meant renee walker,, and maybe you're not too bad either, minyard."

"you flatter me."

katelyn watches their exchange with more than a little amusement. aaron's not smiling, but his features have softened and he's flushed from the alcohol he'd had and she can't rly believe that this is the boy who they all thought would break her heart

bcs later when aaron comes up to her with a cookie dough cupcake ( her favourite ) she didn't even know was served at the party, leans into her so his face is buried in her neck, whispers "thanks for taking me", when she takes in all her friends laughing and chatting and waving at her, when sav gives her a thumbs-up and nods to aaron, she's never felt more whole

like she was part of something bigger than herself

then aaron starts hanging around them more! yeah he saw the look on katelyn's face and he was going to TRY for her or so help him- usually just with katelyn, sav, and cleo

she invites him to the "family game night" sav is making them have, and he's like "sure why not."

he knocks on the door of sav and cleo's dorm and sav lets him in

"yo, minyard! glad you make it, katelyn's out on a donut run but she'll be back soon."

okay,, okay. so he'll,,, what? interact w people?? hell fucking no

then he realises that it's only cleo in the dorm, plugged into her headphones, playing mario kart, and thanks katelyn for ensuring there would only be ppl that like, he didn't mind

the other vixens were okay, but way too LOUD, and aaron wasn't rly up for spending a whole night w them

cleo hands him a controller, an invitation to play, and he takes it gratefully. he and cleo hadn't talked that much at the party, but she was perfectly tolerable so far, which was a good sign

and mario kart was a part of his childhood, one of the only few that nicky's parents had owned, so he and his cousin had spent hours curled up in front of tv trying to beat each other

even tho he beats nicky most of the time, cleo absolutely destroys him. he mentally tries to brush it off as him being rusty ( which he definitely is ) but damn, cleo's good. still, she brushes off the compliment when aaron blurts it out

okay so then katelyn comes back with like way too many donuts and they start playing monopoly gathered around the coffee table

sav insists on putting on some music. wannabe starts playing. she winks at aaron and aaron winks back, still not smiling. cleo snorts and katelyn kisses his cheek

listen, cleo is a monopoly master. soon, she owns over half the board and it's pretty clear she's gonna win, someone ( savannah riley jameson, everyone ) flips the board

"jameson, what the actual fuck."

"shut the hell up, minyard."

"come on, sav, i was winning!"

katelyn's trying to pick up all the pieces and aaron bends down to help her, shaking his head at sav, who pouts and joins them while cleo grins, headphones slung around her shoulders while she perches herself onto the arm of the settee and hums to wake me up before you go-go

next, sav begs them to play twister. cleo's great at most games, but she has a particular dislike for twister, so she's out quick

katelyn is super bendy, bcs she took gymnastics for years, and aaron holds his own surprisingly well, considering the fact that he's short as fuck

sav: katie, right hand red

katelyn, ending up right on top of a blushing aaron: okay, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

sav: i stopped spinning like 15 turns ago, i'm surprised you didn't notice sooner

eventually aaron collapses and katelyn is hailed as the queen of twister and they spend the next 10 minutes just calling out random spots for katelyn to try

she gets all of them, and aaron is actually smiling now and it doesn't matter that it's only a tiny quirk of his lips, it's something and katelyn cherishes it

they play some sort of surgeon simulator thingy next, and aaron "gonna be a future neurosurgeon" minyard is awesome at it, bcs duh

katelyn's not very good at this. her hands get SHAKY okay

cleo also sucks at this, bcs she keeps getting nervous and having muscle spasms. sav's just doing the dumbest shit bcs it's bringing aaron closer to the edge of cardiac arrest

aaron: jameson holy shit what are you DOING

sav, slicing open the spinal cord: okay so what if i take out the lungs through the back haha

and now sav is sulking over the fact that she hadn't absolutely murdered the others at a game

so she brings out the ultimate game. the game of bastards, one that tears families apart, sets friendships on fire, starts wars too gruesome to be started by anything other than this wretched, cursed artefact. . .

s c r a b b l e

aaron's already having war flashbacks. katelyn groans and goes to make popcorn, bcs this shit's gonna take FOREVER and she knows it. cleo, an english major, is preparing herself for battle with the force of nature that is savannah

"the fuck do you MEAN fergalicious isn't a word???"

"savannah, please."

"no, here, listen to this."

"sav, we were listening to that!" katelyn complains. sav sighs and switches the song back to her "90's bops" playlist, then changes it to "hell yeah feminism" which instantly starts playing run the world ( girls )

katelyn happily starts singing and aaron's not even reluctant to hum along

sav and cleo are still arguing. this has been going on for so long. sav looks ready to flip over the board again, so cleo does it first

katelyn: cleo what the heck

cleo, the tired mom friend: don't fucking curse

aaron is also tired, but in a good way, in kind of that soft lazy droopy way

he falls asleep leaning against the sofa and katelyn's shoulder, with god is a woman playing in the background while sav and cleo continue arguing. cleo is standing on the coffee table. it's true anarchy

he wakes up on the sofa with a blanket thrown over him and sunlight streaming in through the lacy curtains and katelyn making a complete mess of the kitchen in a futile attempt to make breakfast. sav and cleo are draped across each other on the floor

katelyn, struggling to pick up burning toast: morning babe, how did you sleep?

aaron, calmly using a pair of tongs: pretty well. who wants pancakes?

sav, instantly shooting up: DID YOU SAY PANCAKES

so he makes pancakes! nicky taught him as soon as he'd gained custody of the twins, so he's pretty much an expert. he tries to teach katelyn, but then just gives up bcs she's clearly not listening in favour of staring at him

and they all gather around the coffee table and cleo's humming along to the song on her headphones and wow these pancakes are rly good omg

while aaron is chatting to cleo about what video games they should play next, sav whispers, "kate finley, if you don't marry this boy just for his god-tier pancakes, i will."

"sav, you're a lesbian."

"not anymore, i've decided that i am pancake-sexual."

aaron hears all of this btw, bcs cleo stops when she hears them talking. he blushes, and smiles, just a little bit

( if anyone actually cares about this, tell me! shoot me an ask if there's any particular ask you want to see with these characters, or just the foxes! )

[irkenheretic]

What's uhhh *shuffles papers* the worst/most annoying fanfic trope?

this is literally from november but im going to answer it now because i finally thought of the worst fanfic trope all across the board. are you ready..... here it comes...

the worst fanfic trope is... drumroll please....

"and they all get therapy."

holy FUCK this is such a shit ass trope. the therapist is usually the most bland as shit whitebread character to ever exist because theyre a therapist and they kind of have to be calm about everything and exclusively reactive and in fiction that makes for a boring ass character and nobody has ever thought "hey what if we made this character like.... a character"

AND BEFORE I GO ON LET ME TALK ABOUT TWO EXCEPTIONS:

you and catalyst. That's Fucking It. because honesty hour is a deconstruction of the "character gets therapy" trope and is actually realistic in terms of what zim going to therapy would be like (or so ive heard, i cannot read it because unreality/gaslighting-y stuff is a major major trigger for me, sorry bout that ^^; my friends rly like it tho) and the catalyst au is a character study first and foremost where red and zama are both allowed to be actual characters and the process of therapy is the main point- especially red's journey thru therapy and the very specific intersection of "yes i want help yes i am perfect we exist." the journey thru therapy portrays an actual change in the characters.... so why do i hate it anywhere else?

because USUALLY when characters go to therapy, it's not to savor the journey of change. it's to Fix them.

this fandom has a plague in it and the plague is this fandoms media literacy is piss poor

(immediately i get a reply saying theyre going to doxx me for accusing them of pissing on the poor)

the invader zim characters cant just be themselves. in order for them to be worthy of sympathy from the audience, they have to change.... and by change, the fandom of course means change into the perfect pitiable cookie-cutter version of mental illness.

so they go to therapy, which here is less of a process and more of an easy bake oven response to characterization- bad person goes in, good person comes out. and now you can sympathize.

a therapist is also inserted so the creator can go "see? see?? the character DOES want to change! theyre in therapy! which is what the Good People do!! so theyre good and we can like them :)" because as i said the fucking plague of media illiteracy is so prevalent that a morally dubious character like say, zim or tallest red, cant just change in an organic narrative way that actually has to do with the plot of whatever it is theyre in. they HAVE to get stuck in the Therapy Box so we can ~see that theyre Good People since theyre Working On It~ and they get shat out as nice good people that we can feel morally justified in rooting for. and i see this a lot in other fandoms too. if youve ever written anything starring bakugo for the BNHA fandom, you know the pressure to soften his character and portray him as a Good Pure Boi is REAL, because otherwise youll be accused of justifying his ~irredeemable nature~ (read: he was a middle school bully.) you as the author either have to plunk him in some off screen nebulous Therapy Program that fixes helps him, or you have to make the narrative constantly punish him for daaring to be a less than stellar person at the age of Fourteen, wether it be by misfortune upon misfortune befalling him, or by you writing bakugo to be self-flagellating to the point where it disrupts the narrative. and this same thing is expected here, with pretty much every single fucking character. and at some point, them beating themselves up for their entire in-show character or the narrative putting them through a trauma conga line of catholic atonement gets real fuckin old.

so they go to therapy.