#i was going to do a cute thing for everyone's graduation photos but i'm not really in the mood to do poses rn

[jaelyngames]

I've been going back and forth between CAS and build-and-buy for the past few weeks (or, at least, when I am in the mood to get in the game) to set up my save file for Nadia's graduation, but honestly, between the extensive save file prep I've been doing and the discouragement I've been getting from stuff happening (or not happening) in my personal life, I might end up dropping some of my plans and just play.

[mariposticc]

⋆.˚Birthday kiss

drunk!bakugou x reader, friends to lovers(??)

an; very self indulgent and ooc katsuki (very sappy and sweet) also first time writing fanfic in years, so forgive me if its not perfect!

pulling into your best friends driveway, the loud music echoing out of the thick brick walls and the bass can be felt from inside you car.

opening your car doors with a large cake with the text "happy 21st birthday Katsuki" written on the top in orange airy icing, making sure you don't drop it while slamming the door behind you.

the songs heard from the driveway now blasting in your ears, and the chatter of the tipsy people who came way earlier then you.

you set the cake down on the kitchen island, opening the plastic top and setting the big numbered candles down in the middle of the cake.

"was wondering when you were comin' by" the familiar voice of bakugou creeped up behind you, you could smell the alcohol on him as he inched closer to you

"duh, what makes you think i would miss my best friends 21st birthday?" you turn around to face him after making sure the candles were even and centred

as you turn around bakugou goes to step closer to you, the red solo cup in his hand clashing with your body and his drink spilling onto your top.

"shit, I'm so fuckin' sorry sweets" bakugou says, reaching for paper towels he could have sworn were on the counter "fuck, i thought i had some paper towel here, some ass must have moved them"

"it's okay haha, didnt expect to be doused in liquor within the first 5 minutes of me being here though" you laugh as you wipe your hands on your top like it would remove some of the alcoholic drink soaked into it.

"yeah.. come on up to my room. ill give you a shirt, might not be as cute as the one you got on now, but will stop everyone from seeing your bra" you can tell he's already drunk by the small compliments and pet names he's already given you this evening.

as you following him up the stairs, you see the pictures of him and the rest of the bakugou family in photos framed on the wall, even some pictures of you and him together as young kids playing at the park and at your high school graduation, seeing the gradual aging of him in these photos makes you realize how time slips away from you, though you mind comes back to reality when you are faced with the entrance of his bedroom.

"there we go, take this one, think you've already worn it recently, smells like you." he says, tossing the t-shirt to you.

you turns around from him as you pull of the wet top you had on before and slipping on the dry one he gave you. When you turn back around bakugou is laying on his bed, looking at you, him hand gesturing to come sit beside him.

after sitting down, the two of you talk, talking about the nonsense of the people at the party before you arrived and laughing at the dumb things that happened, slowly loosing track of time and forgetting the party going on downstairs.

"y'know, i like when its just us. me and you, togther, alone.." his eyes are low and heavy.

"I do too, i like being alone with you like this, makes me feel like were kids again, we were inseperable" you inch closer to him wanting to feel the warmth of his skin.

"yeah yer' clingy as hell, but.. I dont mind it if its you." bakugou says has he turns to face you, your eyes locking.

before you can process it, his hands are on either side of your face, pulling you into a kiss, his lips sync perfectly with yours and his rough calloused hands stroke your cheeks as he leans in closer, deeping the kiss.

"happy birthday kats."

[squishy-lombax]

I got bit by the Scooby-Doo bug and really wanted to make my own AU, which I'm calling "Groovy Scooby." I grew up watching Scooby-Doo and it's always been a big part of my life. Seeing other people make their own redesigns and AUs really got my gears turning. This took forever to make and I still need to work on the dogs and the Mystery Machine. I decided to go ahead and post the human characters at least, though.

Here's some fun facts from my AU:

Shaggy * Hates his hair cut due to a past traumatic experience. At this point, only Daphne is allowed to help tame his mop of hair. * Was diagnosed with diabetes as a child. He manages it well with a pump and service dog. *Into recreational drugs like marijuana to help ease his issues with anxiety. Overall a big advocate for mental health and hidden disabilities. *Believes gender is more of a construct and doesn't think clothing should be gatekept. Isn't shy to wear women's clothes. * Doesn't have a good relationship with his parents due to them sending him to boot-camp in order to "fix" him his gay tendencies years ago. * Knows how to operate most guns and even own ones the rest of the gang doesn't know about. However, he hopes never to use it because he's ironically anti-gun.

Daphne * Bimbo with a brain. Enjoys acting dumb for the attention but is very aware she looks good and knows how to use it to her advantage. * Makes money with her side-hustle of vlogging their van-life and making videos about true-crime. * Enjoys childish things like plushies and games, being a firm believer in the "cringe culture is dead" mentality. One of her favorite things to do is bring up Just Dance on Youtube and force the rest of the gang to dance with her. * Has been taking jiu jitsu since she was little but tends to forget it if panicked. Overall, very much enjoys fitness including jogging, yoga, and yeti tumbler collecting. * Generally goes with the flow, letting the gang make most decisions related to plans and activities. However, if she really wants something, she always gets her way. * Loves horror/thriller/slasher media, with her favorite being the classic Scream. Poor Shaggy cannot be in the same room when she's watching horror movies.

Velma * Loves to paint and draw. Overall a big arts and crafts hoe. * Refuses to shave. Will never apologize to insecure men. * The only one in the gang who graduated collage, which is in social sciences and history. Everyone else is a drop-out. * She is farsighted but usually wears her glasses all the time because she genuinely thinks she looks cute in them (she is correct) * Grew up as a token "tomboy" and now that she is an adult, she's really embarrassed by her inability to wear heels or apply makeup. However, Daphne is more then willing to help her out without making her feel dumb about it. * A terrible liar but great at asking inappropriate questions. Generally socially awkward.

Fred * Grew up in a conservative Christian household but after befriending the gang and having his world-view expanded, he no longer identifies with the religion. * Only one in the gang who genuinely loves sports. The gang tries to share his interests by going to games with him, but they don't share his enthusiasm. * His autistic superpower is knowing how to repair basically anything that's broken. However, cars is his specialty. * He's the token straight-ally character in a LGBTQ piece of media, but goddamn he's on thin-ice. * The most emotionally sensitive in the gang and not afraid to cry in public. However, the things he cries about could be something as simple as a very adorable cat photo he saw online. * He's emotionally very dependent on the gang and reverts into an NPC if separated from them. He feels very thankful he doesn't have to mask around his friends.

[darlingian]

weekly tag wednesday (on friday)

thanks for tagging me @jrooc @gallapiech @lazystargazy @nozenfordaddy @deedala

today we're gonna be talkin' ragrets. All those shoulda, woulda and coulda's!

First.. the basics:

Name: c h a n i ✨

Popular music/band/artist while you were in highschool: I was in high school from 2006-2010 and that was an odd time for mainstream music. I was mostly listing to hipster indie music and was to "cool" for pop/top 40. lolol Oh wait, Ke$ha did have everyone including me in a chokehold.

Okay.. let's get into it…

What's one thing you wish you'd known when you were younger? that I was never going to be able to be enough for some people and accept that.

What is a course or certification you wish you'd done? Dang, I wish I had simply graduated highschool. So much shame in my life revolves around my incapacity to do that.

What's a style you wish you'd never rocked? Honestly, my fashion and general style over the years is one of the only things that I'm not embarrassed about! Hahaha I have always played with my fashion and it hasn't always worked but I had fun.

What's a style you totally killed? I was wearing thrift store grandpa cardigans with mini skirts and coloured tights back in the day. I still think it's a hella cute look.

Do you still wear it? Not together anymore.

Favorite pair of shoes you've ever owned: I bought two pairs of ballet flats, one pair green and one pair yellow, so that I could wear one colour on each foot. I still dream of those shoes.

Have you ever worn heels? Do you regret it? Do you wish you had tried to wear heels? Do you think heels are the devil? What are heels--Jess stop saying that word: In grade 9 my friends and I would all wear kitten heels to school and clack clack clack down the halls. It was silly. lol I love heels! But while in the past I'd put up with pain to look cute, now I need the shoes to not kill me so my standards for heels have changed. Still love wearing them!

Name one bucket list item? Visit Scotland & Ireland

What's something you would do if you could step outside all your insecurities/fears today? Make a shit ton of phone calls I've needed to make for months.

Is there another language you wish you learnt? Irish

What's something you've done to your hair that you look back on and cringe? So in the movie A Knight's Tale, Jocelyn wears her hair in this low bun but jutting out to the side is a fan of spiky hair. I tried to emulate this for my grade 8 school photo.

Okay last one.. what's a real regret? Deciding to go to camp in the summer of 2012 instead of joining my dad in his move to sri lanka.

tags below the cut ✨

@too-schoolforcool @michellemisfit @energievie @thepupperino

@creepkinginc @gallawitchxx @heymacy @heymrspatel @gardenerian

@crossmydna @mybrainismelted @blue-disco-lights @callivich

ive been out of the tag game game for so long I don't know who to tag anymore lol sorry pals.

[writing-whump]

Normal AU headcanons

Don't mind me, just hypothetical messing around

Isaiah would have raised Hector and Arnie on his own since he was 15 (when their dad was still around but already pretty gone) and officially since 18

As in, everyone is human in this AU verse

Sel would be more obviously a writer. The kind of obsessive writer living in her fantasies with zero friends and writing experience and too abstract thinking and too high language that doesn't understand slang

Their dad would be in a psychiatric facility

Isaiah would study law, cause he was interested in that since early teens too keep the brothers in his care + but study psychology for fun

The story would likely take place at point of separation anxiety with Isaiah moving out to live with Seline and Matthew

Hector and Arnie would be trying to scramble up their lives since Isaiah was the fussy kind and they were both smothered and spoiled

Matt would probably go for amateurish boxing career turning to trainer later + still with some anger issues to work through

Without packs the trio would probably be a trouple. Thinking in direction of Isaiah being bi, Seline a straight demi and Matt an ace. It would be a slow burn thing and they would be very private about it

Isaiah and Sel would get together at first and then Matt would join. It would feel so natural, they are both so close, not jealous, so touchy...

Pretty sure Isaiah would open his own psychological practice. Between his baggage and Seline's absend-minded obsession, Matt would be the most normal lol

Dylan would still be a drop out but after 2 years of odd jobs would likely get into evening school to graduate

Rip would be some kind of troublesome 19 something Isaiah would get as case and get interested in to help when finding out about his childhood and how alone he is

And they would need a larger friend group lol

Arnie sometimes runs away from home to bother Isaiah at the new place for sure

Hector switches between freaking out and pretending he is annoyed and better off alone

Hector would be running start up ideas during his economy studies. How did he and Matt end up at the same gym? Hector can't stand Matt giving out advice with workouts just cause he does it professionally

If the trio were a trouple you can bet they would sleep in the same bed every night, all three together. And order only king sized pair beds for trips to snuggle

Still no jealousy in this version. Whenever Isaiah and Matt hug or touch or do something affectionate, Seline bursts into happy giggles and wants photos, cause they are so "cute"

As for physical intimacy, Matt being ace and Sel demi, leaves Isaiah super careful about both of them. Doesn't help he is shy and private about it and has to be coaxed out

Sel would be more obviously into tummies I'm telling you, with both of them. For some reason I imagine her a lot more melty and relaxed in this scenario

[f-amilyties]

hi guys i feel like i need to do a life update just because so much has happened from when i started this blog to now -

i started this blog when i was ~14 and had a basic enough understanding of photoshop to teach myself how to make gifs. i started using michael j fox's filmography for practice (an excuse to stare at him longer) and posted it here. then all the sudden i was gaining followers and it became such a great community, i made so many internet friends and literally was posting here like it was my job or something. it was my pride and joy logging on here and talking to everyone and posting my silly little posts.

fast forward to me continuing this blog through high school, i kept up with it as much as i could as my schedule got so much more demanding. then, i went to college, majored in advertising, and graduated last year! i'm now about to turn 23 and i work as a designer at an advertising agency and if you can't guess from the beginning of this post its almost entirely due to mjf and the creation of this blog.

i literally owe this man my life.

i also met him again in february because he happened to be going to a con i was already going to (no hug this time but got a cute photo)

naturally with how busy college and high school was i just wasn't on tumblr as much but i'd pop on and reblog a gif for mjfs bday every now and then. but what made me pop on here again is because i recently moved to new york and the first thing i did in my apt was watch the secret of my success... and man. was that a full circle moment.

if i didn't begrudgingly watch back to the future for the first time 10 years ago i would not be here, which lowkey speaks to the plot of the movie.... damn... but yeah thank you michael j fox for my career

tbh i wanna start making gifs again when i have the time because i miss it so much but to anyone that ever interacted with my blog or sent me messages in my inbox ily all thank you for everything !!!!!! i am lookin forward to being more active on here again soon :) *side note back in the day i used the tag #nft to categorize things as NOT FAMILY TIES and now NFTs are a thing and it looks like i'm tagging something im not!!!!! thats so annoying!!!!

[phyto54]

You got Satori Tendou !

Match up for Miauchu !

• Congrats your perfect match is Tendou Satori !

• He's used to people with a rbf *cough Ushijima ;(づ￣ 3￣)づ

• So he could easily see what was behind the surface

• Was the one to approach you .

• You became bestie .

• He was the one to approach you but not the one to confess . And this due to all the bullying he was victim of during his childhood .

• Guess who confessed ? Ushi !

• He just blatantly came up to you and stated :" Satori have what's • called a crush on you ."

• And he goes back to whatever he was doing .

• The face Satori made when you reciprocated your feelings was priceless .

• His typical ･ﾟ✧drama queen･ﾟ✧ behavior . But even more exaggerated .

• His favorite thing is when you cuddle while petting his head .

• Would go shopping with you .And for one specific reason :trying out crazy outfits and doing photos hooting .

• At first, the employees were annoyed however, the sight of a lovey-dovey boyfriend taking willingly tons of pictures of his significant other ... It was just so cute ! How could they even think of interrupting a moment like this ?

• Had definitely begged you to put on a cat costume (=^ェ^=)

• Would hype you up for any crazy sh*t you're about to get into .

• Sometimes when you both just wanna chill ,you'll hang out in his room both reading the latest shonenjump .

• He'll then sneak onto your lap pretending that the pillow wasn't comfy enough .

• He also does that whenever he's craving attention .

• You're the only one to who he talked about his insecurities and all of the bullying he has been the victim of during his childhood .

• "Wait ... You haven't talked to Wakatoshi about this ?! -It was for the better ... -You bottling up your feelings isn't "for the better " . -If I've told him that, he'll glare at everyone until graduation . Plus it's me his pillar ! He needs support if he's gonna be a superstar .

-And you ? -I'll live my modest best life ~ -Alongside your pillar ? - A pillar ? -I'm talking about me dummie ! -You sure ? You won't get annoyed and leave ? -Of course not ! How could you even think that !? -Promise ? -Promise . "

• And you spend the rest of the night in each other arms o(*￣︶￣*)o

• I imagine him having insomnia, and due to that late night calls would be an oftentimes occurrence.

• Loves movie nights. Especially if you fall asleep during it ( you're just so cute ! )

• For valentines, he wants to make a chocolate cake with you . He thinks it's more romantic .

• Compliments you all the time but gets flustered the moment you compliment him back .

• Your n°1 cheerleader in whatever you'll do throughout your life .

• He also makes sure to reassure you as much as possible ,hence he fairly knows that you won't voice your concern out loud .

It was a bit shorter than usual however I hope you'll still enjoy it o(*￣︶￣*)o

[crazycatgirl420]

First Lines

I'm not sure if this is the first line of the whole fic or the first line of the part I'm currently working on so...since I don't actually know the rules I'll just do whichever feels right for it Kay? Cool.

1) Ellie sat on a stool on the stage, a simple black dress shimmering under the light. She was supposed to sing some sad love song tonight but all she could think about was the death of Robin the Second. Looking at the crowd of Gotham Citizens she wondered if they even knew yet.

This one is still a draft but it's teenage singer Danielle in an dp×DC universe. The song that inspired the first chapter was actually a cover of the Beatles song Blackbird.

2) Sam wasn't related to her by blood, but Grandma Ida had always loved her for who she was. Sam would never truly worry about money, though she had spent most of her savings on her car and the apartment, because Grandma wouldn't let Sam go hungry or cold. A thousand dollars would be sent to Sam's bank account evey month, and had been since she was a baby.

The next chapter of Gotham's Black Rose is a bit of a struggle for me right now, it takes place after they've moved to Gotham, about them settling in and finding their footing in a new city, and Sam does some reflection on her relationship with her adopted Grandma.

3) "Father, Grandfather, Uncles," Danny greeted as he walked into the dinning room and sat down. The adults all looked at him, but Danny just smiled.

"Who let a kid in here?" - "Uncles?" - "Father?" - "Who are you?"

They all spoke at once but Danny waited for them to quiet down before he spoke up.

"Daniel Bertinelli, or Constantine if you check magical lineage, or Wayne if you ask for my mother's biological father's last name."

"I've got a kid?" The blond Constantine dropped his cigarette.

"...Helena Bertinelli is my daughter?" Bruce Wayne stared at the table as if the wood would make any of this easier.

The next part of The Fine Print where 'everyone' finds out they've had children they didn't know about.

4) Gotham was not a good city to be homeless in, Danny learned. It was cold at night, and rained at least once a week, and he never knew here he was going to sleep.

My Project R fic is not doing too well, I'm not sure why or what to do with it.

5) When Paulina imagined her Graduation from High School, she never would've pictured this for herself. She was Eighteen, turning Nineteen this summer. She thought she'd be dating Dash or Star, that she'd be taking photos and going out to dinner with either of them or maybe the cheer team would meet up.

Of course she never would've predicted Phantom. Couldn't have imagined Fenton. And you can't predict an unexpected baby. That's what makes them unexpected.

But here she was. Kneeling on the grass of the football field, blue Graduation gown the only thing protecting her JJ House designer dress from stains, and her heels starting to sink into the dirt.

"Grad-u-lates Pauli," Ellie said, carefully, with a toothy smile and her happy bright blue eyes. Her little arms went up, hands grabbing at the air. "Uppies?"

It's a Paulina/Danny raise baby Danielle in Gotham fic idk if it's going to go anywhere but I find it cute to think about.

6) Soul dreams were a safe place, at least they were usually. A neutral place where souls met to bring each other into their lives. How the soul dream took shape depended on who was asleep first, and was still asleep when the other joined them.

I hit a self doubt wall with my first soulmate fic, I wanted to analyze Jazz's sense of responsibility towards Danny and her tendency to treating him as a child even while acknowledging he's a teenager. I also wanted to analyze Dick's relationships with his own siblings once I picked him as Jazz's soulmate for this fic. I'm not sure if I should go back to my notes and try again or if I should give up on it entirely for a different soulmate fic.

7) I'm not sure if cleaning the Fenton house was a good idea anymore. Jasmine Fenton sat on the couch in front of me, her hands clasped together and a strange look on her face.

My self instert fic has hit a wall so hard I decided I am going to change it completely. I tried I struggled and I had no idea what I was doing. Here's the last I had for it as it is now though.

Okay! So there's my 7 current WIPs sorta. I haven't had the heart to actually remove anything from my list of projects even though I'm done trying to write for some of them. I did my best though! And I'm proud of what I learn every time I try something new.

I think I'm supposed to tag other people to play too so I guess I'll tag @faeriekit @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @evandarya @spooky-fm @p0ssym1lker

Okay I'm not brave enough to tag more people in a silly game, maybe next time. I'd like to thank @weirdfishy for tagging me, sorry it took me so long to make play too! This was fun once I stopped over thinking it.

[hotarutranslations]

Kajisak-san!!!!!

Evening

My second appearance on Kajisak Channel-san, Came true

🤯❤️

Thank you very much for this time.. Kajisak Channel-san, which I love, love.. Everyone that watched the previous video, Again, thank you very much All of the kind Kajisak Channel viewers I saw the lots of warm comments Everyone in the Kajisak Family Everyone in Team Kajisak I love the whole thing, and the viewers love it too..❤️

Also, viewing it from the same angle again, I can't believe it after all😭😭😭

I'm reallyyyyy happy about it..

I knew it was going to be released today, I was nervous from around 3:00PM,

I watched yesterdays video again today, Tonbo-san's Hanamaki, Yoshitomi-san's Hate Comments, A Small Room Where 3 Couples Talk About Whats Happened Recently

I spent the day with that line up

Recently, Looking over at Haru-chan.. Its a peaceful world, right..

Oda also said she watched it--🤤🤤

This time, somehow, Everyone in Kajisak Channel that is part of my daily life,

Everyone on the team, Especially at the beginning, with them surrounding me.. Kajisak-san Tonbo-san Yasutake-san Tsune-san Ryuuji-san Yoshitomi-san Kaketa-san were all there🫣 I could see them lined up no matter where I looked,

What is this…?

Thank you very much for the photo Its my wallpaper

(This photo was taken after Tsune-san had left for America⚠️)

At the 6th anniversary that'll be held on October 6th, Lets dance to Renai Revolution 21!

Thank you very much for thinking of me🕺

I gave them the choreography but, This time, did Ishida properly, function as a teacher…

They were saying, cute, cute, right… ← (Thank you very much for the subtitles…)

On the day of the shoot, there were various things unfolding before me, It was entirely fun and unforgettable…

But of course it was not just fun, They really took the practice seriously,

Even saying, "break!!" Everyone would return to the practice immidiately, Even though they practiced so much on camera, They were practicing the whole time off camera Thank you very much…🕺

Saying it was unforgettable, I can't forget the thins to reflect on😕😕

Awawaa, there are various things but…😕😕

With the topic of Tsune-san's right and left elbow.. If I had done it in a snappy way instead..

With Kajisak-san, When he asked me about a reward, nothing came out..

Uu…😕😕

But thats right, this time, Ishida, is watching the video properly this time! I feel gross but I'm doing my best to watch it

(Its so much fun that it would've been rude to not watch it)

Really, thank you very much, To everyone on the team that made it fun, and for editing it wonderfully!!!

There was also a talk about things I don't know in the opening too, I was happy about that, thank you very much Yoshitomi-san ☺️💛fufu

More than anything, I'm wishing for the success of the 6th anniversary event

At the venue that day, Live viewing, or streaming,

Renai Revolution 21 will flow through❤️

Look forward~~

The actual day is close, I want to go to Makuhari Messe I'll definitely go😕😕

As a fan towards the performance, I'm looking forward and will support them

Everyone, please dance with a smile!!!

I also mentioned my graduation in the video, Since with this timing,

Its like its part of the graduation fever,

I'm happy about it, Thank you very much❤️💙

Everyone! Watch the video! A lot ok!

Thank you very much for the ceremonial pitch, at Rakuten Mobile Park Miyagi⚾️

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Debut song 48th Pyoko Pyoko Ultra~

I danced a lot on my own..

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Its Ishida Ayumi's last tour💙 I'm looking forward to seeing you

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[kenyauslander]

Fic title: How To Say Goodbye

(deciding to write a short story for this one, I love this title so much and there are so many avenues I can take with it, fic will be trimmed for user convenience)

How to Say Goodbye

"Well, today's the day, isn't it?" The text reads. I look over to my closet and see the cap and gown hanging up on the door. I sigh and reach for my phone, texting Hayden back.

"I guess so." I reply back, setting my phone down on my nightstand again. I take a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh. Who ever said graduation would be the easiest and most non-emotional thing in the world? Nobody, apparently. I lay in bed for a while longer before deciding to be a functioning member of society today. Well, I'd have to be, if I'm attending my own high school graduation.

I roll out of bed and stretch a bit. Every single joint seems to pop and crack at once. I blink and wipe away some tears that I should be saving for graduation. I hear some commotion in the hallway, and there's a knock on my door.

"Liebling, can I come in?" Mom asks.

"Yeah. Just waking up." I reply, watching the door open and seeing my mom step in, holding a few beautiful bouquets of flowers.

"These are for you, liebling. This one is from Hayden's grandparents, Victoria and Victor, this one is from Mrs. Stein and Mr. Hyde, and this last one is from everyone in the family. Me, your father, Jess and Keiko, all your aunties and uncles, your cousins and your grandparents on both sides of the family." Mom says, handing me the bouquets, mainly comprised of roses, baby's breath, and phlox, which are my personal favorite. The bouquets were already in a vase of water, so that helps me a lot.

"Thank you, mom. I'll get going on those thank you notes. Promise." I reply, setting the vase on my vanity.

"We also sent a bouquet to Hayden, just letting you know now." Mom replies, before exiting my room and keeping the door slightly ajar. I see Keiko peek his head in. I gesture for him to come in. He walks in, dressed and slightly cologned.

"So, sister, I hear you are graduating." Keiko says, walking right up to me.

"Yes, Keiko. I'm graduating. Next year is your graduation." I reply.

"Affirmative. I would like to extend my congratulations in the form of human contact otherwise known as a handshake." Keiko says, sticking his hand out for a handshake. I shake his hand.

"Thank you." I reply. Keiko actually smiles back at me, and it's not one of those forced smiles he's notorious for doing. He turns around and walks out of my room. Well, at least he didn't say anything too weird, I think to myself.

Some time passes, and I put on my cap and gown to take some pre-graduation photos with Hayden. Why? Memories, our parents say. Can't blame them though, their parents were probably the same way when they graduated. But, will there be as many tears as I think there will be? I hope not, because my mascara is not waterproof. I make sure I have everything I'll need. My small purse, phone, wallet, gum, earbuds, mini tissues, lipstick. I'm set. I zip up the gown and walk out into the living room. Mom looks up from her sudoku and gasps.

"Liebling, you look so precious!" Mom exclaims, standing up from her chair. She comes over and fixes my hair, and my cap. She smiles so big.

"Wow, you clean up nice, kid." Dad says, the first words he's spoken all day. He goes back to his newspaper, doing the crossword. Jessica looks over and claps excitedly.

"You look so cute, Cyn!" Jess exclaims.

"You sure about that, Jess? It's a literal graduation cap and gown. How is it cute?" I ask. I raise an eyebrow and wait for an answer.

"It just does. I can't wait to graduate. You think I'll fit in your gown? Oh wait, I wouldn't, I'm a little more well-"

"Jessica, can it." Dad warns. He rolls his eyes and goes back to his newspaper once again. I swear I heard him mumble something akin to 'Damn kids' in Russian, but who's to say? Jess rolls her eyes and goes back to whatever she was doing. Mom looks back over at me and smiles again.

"You ready to go take the photos?" Mom asks. I nod, and she nods in response. She gets up and grabs her purse and camera. I head out the door and hold it open for her.

"Thank you, liebling." Mom replies, as she shuts the door behind her. I start heading next door. Hopefully Hayden is ready and not deciding what kind of shirt he's going to wear underneath his gown. I told him we should match, but is he going to listen to me? Of course not. He cares more about Malcolm's opinion than anything. I go up to the door and knock.

"Come in, Cynthia! Hayden, Cynthia is here to take photos! You ready?" Mrs. Stein asks. She opens the door to see me in front of her. She smiles so big and hugs me.

"You look so adorable. You really do. It seems like just yesterday you were graduating kindergarten... and look at you now. Such a sophisticated young woman." She says, still hugging me, her perfume rubbing off onto me. Still one of the best feelings in the world. She lets go and lets me into the house. I walk in and do not see Hayden right away.

"Mrs. Stein, where's Hayden?" I ask.

"Oh, he's choosing a shirt to wear with his gown." She replies, picking up Alicia from her spot on the floor. I nod and head to Hayden's room. I knock on the door and enter his room. He looks over to see who it was, and waves. I walk in and stand in the doorway.

"So, help me pick out a shirt. The white one, the yellow one, or the Hawaiian shirt?" He holds up three shirts, comparing them against his white tank top.

"Yellow shirt." I reply, almost deadpan. Hayden tosses the white shirt back into his closet and holds up the yellow shirt and the Hawaiian shirt.

"I'll ask Malcolm." Hayden says, pulling out his phone to text Malcolm. I roll my eyes. Hayden texts Malcolm, and his phone dings quite quickly. He checks his phone, and tosses the yellow shirt into his closet.

"Let me guess, he said the Hawaiian shirt?" I ask. He nods and puts the shirt on. He then puts the gown on and zips it up. He puts the cap on and fixes his outfit.

"Alright, let's get these photos over with. Then off to actual graduation to sit and wait for our dinky pieces of paper." Hayden says, letting me out of his bedroom first, to be chivalrous. I leave first, and head to the living room. Hayden follows me, and we both wait for our moms to stop talking and reminiscing. They see us and start taking out their phones first.

"Go over here," Mom says, gesturing for us to move. Hayden and I side-step over to where she says. "Nope, nope. Over here," She points. We move. "Ach mein Gott, no, follow my finger." We finally move and she gives us the thumbs up.

"Alright, lieblings, get close to each other. Act like you love each other," She says, holding her phone up. Hayden and I get closer to each other. "Come on. I know how close you two are. Closer." Mom commands. Hayden puts a hand on my shoulder and gets closer. He whispers something funny in my ear, and I start chuckling a little.

I hear the shutter click, and the first photo is taken. Then I pull Hayden in closer and strike another pose, just as the shutter clicks again.

(these are their pre-graduation photos)

Some more time passes, and now I'm sitting in my chair, waiting for my name to be called so I can get my diploma and get dinner at Riverpoint. They're still in the Cs still, so Hayden has to wait a while as well. I glance at the program, and realize I have a long time to wait. I'm after Saoirse and Declan, but before Concerta and Octavia. Not many of us with last names beginning with S in the senior class, I see.

Pretty soon they get to the Hs, and I think Hayden is the only one.

"... Hayden Lee Hyde-Stein." The announcer says, as Hayden walks to the stage. Multiple whispers of "his middle name's Lee?" occur. Not surprised. I watch as Hayden walks across the stage and accepts his diploma. I hear "YEAH HAYDEN!" in the crowd. Five bucks it was Mrs. Stein, or my mom. There are loads of applause. Hayden starts walking back to his seat after shaking hands with what seems a million people. I think about it for a minute, and how many germs that must transfer. Not to be a germaphobe like Keiko, but yuck. I find some hand sanitizer under my chair (big thanks to the whole school system for providing that) and apply some. I wait for it to dry, and it does. Quite quickly in fact.

Even more time passes, and soon I'm going to be getting up, walking the stage to get my diploma, and then waiting for this to be over. Saoirse is called, then Declan.

"...Cynthia Jade Silver, graduating with honors." I stand up and start making my way to the stage as the crowd erupts into applause, my family and Hayden's family making all the noise. I walk onto the stage, receive my diploma, and shake hands with everyone who is on stage, the principal, superintendent, some town representative, and the mayor. I stop and pose for the forced photo of me holding my diploma and go back to my seat as they call Concerta up to the stage. I finally sit down. I open my little frame my diploma is in and smile a bit. The worst is finally over. I have persisted over the horrors. I close the frame and watch as the ceremony goes on.

Another half hour passes, and the ceremony is finally complete. The group of us students (former, I guess) all stand and chat with each other and teachers, congratulating each other. Hayden flags me down after talking to Eulalia and hugs me tight.

"I know about the bouquet," He mumbles, his voice breaking a bit. "I just wanted to come hug you for the last time."

"It's not the last time, I promise," I mumble back, holding him tight, my own voice breaking a bit as well. "don't say that, Hayden."

"Well, I mean, it's the last time we're going to hug each other as high school students." He laughs a little, not letting go of me.

"You scared me a bit," I reply, hugging Hayden tighter, acting like I'm not going to be going out to dinner with him in twenty minutes. "I thought you were going to tell me you were moving or something." Hayden and I finally let go of each other.

"If I was moving, I would've told you before today, silly." He laughs, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me close.

"I know." I reply, as we walk a bit, trying to catch up with our respective families.

"You know I just suck at saying goodbye." Hayden says, still having his arm wrapped around me as we walk. I can see some tears rolling down his face, as he can probably see it on my face too.

"I know, it's hard to say goodbye. It's even harder to figure out how to say goodbye." I say, my voice breaking even more.

"Well, you'll never have to worry about that," Hayden replies. "because you and I will always be together forever. No matter how far apart we drift, our friendship will always stay strong." He pulls me closer one more time, savoring the moment. We walk to our families, and we all walk away into the sunset.

[destroyingangelneveragod]

HI EVERYONE SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING THIS MONTH HAS BEEN SO BUSY QUICK UPDATES:

-my art was published in a zine!!!!!

-my robotics STEMathon team i mentored won our event

-i went to a Tessa Violet concert and held hands with two friends in one week, one of who i held hands with at the concert

-when Tessa announced kitchen song as a song about being in love with your best friend i felt my heart exploding but i couldn't tell who it was about, it wasn't about the three i always talk with

-i realized the next day, at a bus stop back in my city, when an old, very very close long term friend pulls up to the bus stop bc her sister recognized me from afar and she just smiles and chats and it's lovely. we'd reconnected after a few years of not chatting much bc of pandemic in January and I'd have inklings of potentially liking her but kinda pushed them aside. I realize during the conversation how beautiful and warm and kind she is. Walking to robotics after the bus, I finally clue into my feelings.

-we'd become quite close in this time, and the time felt natural and safe. I've started getting more affectionate and stuff since clue-ing in

-this week i started getting very affectionate. i asked her to be my date to a queer prom, we slow danced to the start of WTTBP, took the silly prom pose photos at the photo booth, and then after she asked to go for ice cream and we just chatted more. She seems more affectionate too lately?

-i confessed my feelings for her this morning at 2am and waiting for her to reply back but oh my god I've known her 13 years we were childhood close friends we sang duets together we sang 1000 YEARS together it would be so cute. I love her. I'll find out soon if it's mutual.

Other Stuff

-i might be on a panel for pride month about lateral violence in the form of ableism

-finally got my EDS appointment

-applied to a summer camp, got the job!?! the camp is super queer, I'm working a queer retreat and perhaps doing drag at it

-having a CT scan for my abdominal issues that have been worsening

-the started me on a med that seems to actually help with my pain and it made me have a day my WHOLE BODY DIDNT HURT

-I'm officially graduating

-Ive organized queer events in my city, including a protest

-i'm helping organize a huge group of people to protect drag shows around my province

-ive started walking a lot

-i'm processing illness trauma

-ive stayed connected with exes mom and she wished me a happy pride and was super happy about the queer prom thing

-my ex is actually doing surprising well given everything, after a coma, survived the double lung transplant and is kicking ass the best they can

-my coworkers at summer camp are mostly younger so I've become a queer den mother type person

-my boss is a polyam drag king

-i am making a lot of art and people like it

-participated in two studies

-started ACTING IN LIKE. ACTUAL SHOWS AND FILMS

-went to a witchy night market

[rowonlgc]

heyo ~ thank u for all the warm welcomes, i'll get to those in a bit ! in the mean time, meet han rowon, signed in july 2022, dorm f. he can be your dream come true or your absolute worst nightmare .. :] if you're interested in plotting, please give this post a ♡ ; also made a twt @ dalrdalr if that's preferable ~

background.

born in sydney, australia. moved to seoul in 2015, attended int'l school then transferred to a regular high school in 2017. graduated in 2019 and worked a few odd jobs here and there before signing with legacy in 2022.

( odd jobs include compensated dating, guest appearances for clout, bag holder, dog walker, pool cleaner, etc. now he does food delivery part-time. )

parents are decent people, just overworked to support rowon's lavish lifestyle. though surprisingly, he doesn't spend the money on himself.

motivated by social gain. the more useful you are to him, the more he'll spoil you.

the notes app on his phone is filled with info he's gathered on others. mostly things like "her favorite color is yellow." he also has a hidden photo folder "for insurance" e.g., pictures of him kissing boys and smoking with girls. he doesn't care about destroying his reputation if it means taking someone down with him.

has an identical twin brother, who he doesn't talk about. twin signed with a smaller company but had to drop out after an accident that left him in a coma.

somehow, rowon has gotten a hold of his brother's journal and is now very interested in meeting everyone his brother cares about.

plot ideas.

childhood friends! friends from school! meet cutes! hookups!

a highly volatile friendship, situationship, or ex ( 21+ ) relationship.

a confidant, "i don't know where else to go but here."

your shoulder to cry on ; he's actually good with this therapy thing.

someone he met during one of his past odd jobs.

someone he frequently delivers food to, or picks up food from.

you saw his notes on you / the picture he has of you "for insurance."

you ( 21+ ) dated his twin. he's here to pick up the pieces.

a witness to his twin's accident. he will do anything to keep you quiet.

we can also brainstorm ! i'm down for most things - fluff, angst, drama, messy, unhinged, you name it. hmu anytime ♡

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Special！！！！Yumigeta Ako (23.11.28)

Good evening 🌝

I'm Yumigeta Ako 🛑

Thank you very much for your comments yesterday！

Arghー I just couldn't get to sleep early last night！！！

I told you to but I couldn't do it myself…

Well whatever、these things happen

...

Also today was our 1st day at Yokohama Arena！！！

Morning Musume。'23 Concert Tour Autumn

「Neverending Shine Show」 SPECIAL

Thank you very muchー！！！！

I felt so emotional today……

I'm so glad I got to see this scenery

I knew Yokohama Arena was big、but I was still surprised by just how huge it was。But it meant I could see wayyyyy more of your penlights！！！

So when I first stepped out on stage I was overwhelmed by all of you and your penlights and the size、but I tried to let go of that feeling

I just kept telling myself 「Don't mess up Don't mess up Don't mess up Don't mess up」。

Since we were all wearing ear monitors I knew the other members couldn't hear me〜

But thanks to that I was able to enjoy the rest of my time on stage、which I'm glad about

I mean I was still nervous though〜

Did you all have funー？？

I was also able to take part in the MC！

Looking back on this tour we've really done so muchー right〜！

I've learned a lot😊 And had lots of fun〜

So with this tour and our summer tour

There are 8 more prefectures that I've visited for the first time！

Fukuoka、Hokkaido、Ehime、Miyagi、Iwate、Kagoshima、Shimane、Hiroshima！

The sky in Fukuoka was so beautiful！It was so impressive that everyone was taking photos and videos on the busー I really remember this moment (*^^*)

And the ramen was delicious！

Then it was already snowy in Hokkaido…！

Ehime's Mikyan-chan was so cute😍

In Miyagi I came to love beef tongue

In Iwate the beautiful paddy fields warmed my heart😊

In Kagoshima we saw a beautiful rainbow before the performance✨ The sky was so huge！And the steamed fish stew bun was delicious！

In Shimane we all talked about marriage！

I had so much funー！！！！

Next time I definitely want to visit Izumo Taisha❤️‍🔥

Hiroshima is where I made my oyster debut🦪

Thank you very much for showing me the deliciousness of oysters🍋🦪

I discovered lots of new great things in lots of new places‼️

I wanna go overseas tooー！I'm sure it would be so exciting❤️‍🔥

Also the last day of our tour is finally tomorrow…

And it's the day of Fukumura-san's graduation from Morning Musume。…

I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about tomorrow、but I want to try and stay in a good place and never forget Fukumura-san's smile and the way she often praised me

So I want to be the best version of my self even better than yesterday and today ‼️

I'll do my best and power up💗

I'm so excitedー！

Everyone……

Make sure your penlights aren't dead……

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Well then it's time for today's 【Gettaa Life】✨

Today！

After the performance I ate lots of the food we'd been provided withー！！！！

So cuteー！！！！！！！！

I went straight for the donut because it was so cute、and I chose my favourite chocolate cupcake💗

Here's a question。

Is the red bit under Santa's eyes his

「Mouth」？「Nose」？

I was just really curious、

So I turned to Nonaka-san because she was next to me in the dressing room and I said

「I think it could be a mouth、but I think it's his nose that's gotten red because of the cold」

And Nonaka-san went Huhー！I don't know！！

And then she said

「But I agree with you！」、

But then I suddenly thought

Of the song「Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer」

So maybe it's actually a reindeer in a Santa hat…？？？

And as I shared my deeper thinking with Nonaka-san she said

「Why don't you ask on your blog？！」

I'm so glad she guided me

So what do you think！！！！！！！

Tell me your opinion！！！

With your reasons！！！！！！

I bet it'll be interesting、I'm so excitedー✨

I Getted 「A strange donut」✨

If it's his nose does that mean his mouth is hidden in his beard…？

(´・д・｀)

That's all！This has been 【Gettaa Life】！

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T/N News and information has not been translated

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1 day

Until our tour finale！

(っ ॑꒳ ॑c)exciting

Well then I'll see you tomorrow！

This has been YumiGettaa Ako！Good night🐶🐶🐶

[heavy-eyez]

Chapter 23: School Days and Spring Break

Previously 'Learning about Social Media/ Investigations' We're staying true to the original book, but I'm adding the time skip a little earlier since this book might be longer than the OG

Six Months Later I sit in class, idly twisting my pencil between my fingers. Whiskey whines underneath me again. We're in Chemistry class with Matt, so we sit by the door so we can stay safely away from the splash zone of any harmful chemicals someone like David may spill. In the six months I've been at this school, I've come to learn who's who, which teachers are cool, which aren't, and the best places to sit at lunch. My personal favorite was the library for the first month. It took a lot of convincing and luring from Matt to get me out of the library. We sit in a warm shady spot at one of the benches in the outdoor lunch area now.

On the days it gets too hot, we all sit in the library or cafeteria. Matt's friends really made me feel welcome, too. They were all super nice to me even when I didn't talk to them at all for the first month. The truth is, I just didn't know them or trust them, which I told them when I finally started talking to them more. In better news, they accepted that and were cool about it. They even taught me how to use my social media apps. I knew the basics of Instagram, but they all decided my photos of random things were crap and that they needed to go. All of my random pictures were deleted except for a couple pictures of Whiskey doing her job. My new photos are of my friends being silly at lunch and after school.

I don't have to use crutches or a wheelchair anymore, either! I graduated to the brace full time for the next month and a half as I gain strength back in my leg. Getting around school is so much easier now since I'm not trapped behind everyone or constantly slipping on the freshly waxed floors or the concrete where someone spilled their drink. I also met a couple of the guys family members. They're all so close with each other that they get invited to each other's family events. First it was Billy, then Jay, then Aaron. I was very nervous, but I had a lot of fun with their families.

I haven't met any of Zak's family yet. He said that he's planning a trip to go meet them since they don't know he adopted me. Or even wanted kids. I met some of Dakota's friends and his sister Chelsea. They all came to visit recently and on that specific day, Zak had asked Dakota to pick me up and keep me entertained for a couple hours after school. So naturally Dakota took me back to the house he rents with his friends and that's where I met them all. They had sat in the kitchen with me and asked me a million questions while I did homework. They even helped me with the problems I couldn't figure out. It was a fun day.

The bell ringing snaps me out of my trance. I drop the pencil I was fidgeting with on the floor and I move to pick it up when a boy picks it up for me. Whiskey is on alert by the time I'm sitting back up.

"Here you go." He says

He's cute. Like really cute. His hair is clean cut, a dazzling smile with perfect white teeth and these amazing green eyes. He reminds me of Dakota, if Dakota had green eyes. I blush and mutter out a thank you. Whiskey whines again.

"Your Faith, right? You started like six months ago?" He asks as I close my binder and put it in my backpack.

I nod and force a smile.

"That's me." I force out

I get so nervous talking to new people, so I distract myself by sliding my backpack straps over my shoulders and grabbing Whiskey's leash.

"I'm Holden, nice to meet you." He says holding out his hand

I stare at it, fear surging through my body. I grip the straps of my bag tighter and swallow hard. Everything in my body is telling me to run, so I basically do.

"Nice to meet you too." I say and then slide past him, rushing out into the hall.

I breathe a sigh of relief once I'm away from him. I drop my bag off and head out to the exit doors near the classroom to let Whiskey out to pee. She runs off and burns some energy, bouncing and spinning in circles. She's barking and growling as she shakes her toy into submission. I have to take a video of her being silly, so I pull my phone out and watch her through the screen. Finally, once the bell rings signaling the start of class, she comes back to me, ready to work. I let her keep the toy since it doesn't make any noise and she gets bored quickly during this class. It's English, my last period of the day and we're reading a really boring book. We're supposed to be finishing it up today but thats what the teacher said three days ago. I get a text and as I sit down, I check my phone.

Zak: Spring break starts afterschool! Gonna take u 2 my hometown to meet my family Our flight is Sunday

Dakota is picking u up 2day

I type back and 'okay' and put my phone away. We finally finish reading the book and we have to write a full page on what we learned and turn it in at the end of class. At my old school, the week before spring break was filled with nothing but turning in missed assignments and movies. At Cimmaron Memorial, the week is filled with finishing assignments and lessons. At least they don't send us home with homework over the break. Tyler and Andrew lean over their desks to look at my paper. I shoo them away and they giggle.

"What are you doing this week for spring break?" Andrew asks

"I'm meeting my dad's family for the first time this week." I say as I finish up the paper and flip it over so the boys can't see what I wrote.

"For the first time? You're like 16, wouldn't you have met them already?" Tyler asks

Andrew kicks him under the table and I stifle a laugh.

"What?! It's a serious question!" Tyler asks, earning another kick in the leg.

"I'm adopted Tyler." I say "I haven't met my dad's family yet because he wanted me to settle in first. But he also didn't want me to miss any school."

"Ohhhh! Okay, I get it now! Well I hope you have fun!" Tyler says

"Thanks, Tyler." I say

The teacher comes around to collect our papers and I hand her mine. The bell rings shortly after, but I take my time packing up because of all the kids rushing out. I notice my phone is ringing. I answer.

"Hello?" I ask

"Hey it's me!" Dakota says loudly

"Hi, Dak. What's up?" I ask

"I'm gonna be late! I was at the store when Zak text so I have to drop the food off at my house, because I have frozen stuff! I'm almost done unloading. Will you be okay for a couple minutes?" He asks

I can hear Tanner and Alex yelling in the background and the crinkling of plastic bags.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll wait with Matt in the library." I say

"Awesome, I promise pizza and ice cream later. See you in a bit!" Dakota says and then he promptly hangs up the phone.

"Wanna go to the library with me for a little bit?" I ask Matt as I put my phone into my pocket.

"Sure. Who's picking you up?" Matt asks

We all start walking to the library as we talk.

"One of my dad's friends." I say "His name is Dakota, really nice guy. I think you'll meet him if he decides to get out of the car today."

"Dakota is a girls name." Matt says

"Dakota is a male and female name, Matthew." I snap

"Kidding!" He says raising his hands defensively.

"Better be." I say narrowing my eyes at him

We make it to the library and finish our chemistry and English homework so we don't have anything to do this coming week. Matt and I talk about his family and what they're planning to do on their upcoming trip. He explains how he has to share a room with his older brother who's in college and how he hates how his brother treats him like a baby. Then he asks me something I don't have the answer to.

"Do you have any siblings? I don't remember if you ever mentioned that when we met." He asks

I stay silent for a moment too long. I can feel myself shrink back into my chair and wrap my arms around myself.

"I have a lot of uncles." I say honestly.

I've come to accept the guys as honorary uncles. They treated me a lot better than my actual uncle for sure, but I wasn't sure if their families would accept me calling them aunts and cousins. I don't have any other living relatives. My mom was pregnant when she passed and she only had the one sister as far as I know.

"But siblings?" He asks again, a little more hesitantly

"I don't know." I mutter "I wasn't told about any other siblings when I was adopted."

I look down at the table, trying to avoid Matt's eyes.

"Oh… I'm sorry, Faith. I didn't now." He says

"It's fine. One of my uncles has a couple kids and the other one has a couple little nieces and nephews that come over every once in a while. So it balances out." I say trying to sound hopeful.

Every one in the group has siblings, so I feel like I'm missing out on some vital learning experience. Most of my friends have siblings. Most of which are younger and I'm too shy to talk to the pretty girls who sit next to me during classes. They're all super sweet and really nice to me. When I came to school with a massive duck shaped bruise on my cheek thanks to Whiskey whacking me with a rubber duck toy during playtime, they helped me cover it up during class time. When I was absent due to a doctor's appointment, they let me copy their notes and said they missed me and they were glad I was okay after my appointment.

"Faith? You wanna take a walk and look at the beetles hit people?" Matt asks

"Yes. I would like that." I say getting my stuff together.

Just then a text from Dakota saying he's here and parked out front.

"Sorry, Matt. My rides here. I gotta go." I say slinging my bag over my shoulders

We all walk outside and I spot Dakotas car parked in a row of empty spaces. He gets out of the car and meets me halfway, apologizing for being late and that he was at the store checking out but he rushed over as fast as he could.

"It's alright. I don't mind. You actually gave me time to finish my homework, so I have all week to be lazy haha." I say

Matt looks at Dakota like he knows him. Squinting his eyes and making 'hmm' noises. Dakota looks at him.

"Can I help you?" He asks

"I know you from somewhere, I just can't place it." Matt says

"Umm…. Okay then… Faith, you ready to go?" Dakota asks

"Yeah. I'll see you after spring break, Matt." I say loading Whiskey into the backseat, taking off her leash.

"Yeah, see ya. Nice to meet you, Dakota." Matt says walking away

I get into the car with Dakota and we drive off towards his house. It's actually just a house he rents with his friends, since none of them can afford to buy anything out here yet. They work the odd jobs every other week when they aren't working on editing YouTube videos or on business trips with Zak and the guys. I know for sure that Tanner has a full time job and Alex is getting a videography degree. Chelsea is going out school in Minnesota for ophthalmology and Dakota… Well I think he just recently graduated high school. I don't remember, he's very secretive about that.

We pull into the driveway about twenty minutes later and he helps me unload my backpack and Whiskey from the car. I can see that all the other guys are home as well by the cars in the driveway. Dakota tells me to make myself a home when he opens the front door. I kick off my shoes and roll onto the big, cushiony couch in the living room. I snatch the remote from the coffee table and turn on the TV, watching some cartoons and scrolling through my Instagram feed. I text a couple friends from school in a group chat we all have and then reach out to the group from the foster home. We catch up about once a month on Skype. All the girls eventually got adopted, except for Melissa. She's kept me up to date in how the other girls have been doing and how things at the home are going. We text every day even with the slight time difference.

Apparently, Kaden is still being a bitch. I try to be civil with him, since he occasionally texts me in the middle of the night to tell me about his day. He's kind of like me, emotionally. It takes him a long time to open up to someone and even if there's some amount of trust, he doesn't communicate his feelings very well. He's recently messaged me about his latest issue, a girl. I've met her before, she's really nice and has a crush on him, but he didn't know how to talk to her but from what he last told me, they're getting to know each other slowly.

I end up falling asleep splayed out on Dakota's couch for several hours. Probably due to boredom, but mostly because I was really tired. Tanner made everyone dinner and even fed Whiskey some dog food that Dakota keeps in case of emergencies. I wake up for dinner and to change into a pair of pajamas that Dakota keeps in his closet. I take a look around his room for a minute, never really noticing anything significant.

When I stay over during the day, I confine myself to the living room or kitchen. The only reason I would go into his bedroom is to grab the clothes I accidentally left here the one time Zak was going to be out really late. Dakota and I had went to the house after school and I picked up some old sweats and a baggy shirt and I left them in the backpack on the floor, forgetting to change into them. He kept them in his room and washes them every once in a while so they're clean for the next time I come over. Dakota's room looks like any boys. Bed in one corner, pushed against the wall, a nightstand on the side with a lamp on it. He has a desk on the other side of the room by the closet with trinkets on it. There's little action figures on said desk. He's got shelves on one wall, holding more little trinkets and such. He has a couple books stacked up on the emptier end of the desk and I pull the top one off the stack.

It's about fishing. I check the next book, it's an actual reading book. The author is someone I've never heard of but I pick it up and put the other one on top of the stack as I flip through the pages. I start reading the first chapter. It's good so far. I end up three chapters deep, feet propped up on Dakota's desk, chewing my thumb nail in anticipation for the next words on the page.

"Faith? You okay in here?" Dakota asks startling me out of my reading

"Jesus!" I squeal "You scared me!"

I pull my legs off the desk and turn around to face him. He's in the doorway or his room, looking slightly embarrassed. His eyes trail the floor and to the closet.

"Sorry. I shouldn't be in here." I say getting up

"No, no, it's fine. I'm just uh… One second." He says rushing to yank something off the floor

I watch as he cleans the floor of a couple dirty socks and clothes. For the first time I notice the over flowing laundry bin in the corner. I shrug at him.

"I really don't care about all that. It's your house, you don't have to keep it clean just cuz I'm here." I say

He sighs and dumps the rest of the clothes on the floor by the bin.

"I just don't want you to think I'm a messy person." He says turning to me

"But you are. And thats perfectly fine." I say

He laughs a little and motions me to follow.

"Oh, can I read this while I'm here? I'm bored and I can only scroll so much on Instagram." I say holding up the book

"Sure. Take it home with you and let me know when you're done. I can bring you another book and pick that one up." He says

I follow him out of the room with the book. We sit on the couch together and while Dakota plays his video games with Tanner, I read the book I took from his room intently. I'm halfway through when He gets another call from Zak, just as my own phone buzzes on my stomach. Dakota gets up and wanders into the kitchen to talk more privately with Zak. I check my phone.

Zak: 'Won't make it home 2nite, will u be ok w Dak 4 the nite?'

I reply, telling him I should be fine for one night but I would have to remember to get home to take my medications. Zak just says 'ok' and doesn't reply. Dakota comes back from the kitchen, looking at his phone.

"So…" he starts

"I already told him that I'll be fine for the night, I just have to get home early to take my medications." I say going back to the book

"Oh, I have those for you." Dakota says

"What?" I ask sticking my phone in the book as a place marker.

"Yeah. I um… got about a week's worth of all your meds from Zak just in case he was late to pick you up." He admits

I turn around to face him. That's… kind of hot. The way he actually cares about me and my wellbeing, making sure he has my vital medications in stock for me at his house.

"Oh… cool." I say, playing it off.

I lean back on the couch, putting my feet up on the coffee table. I go back to reading my book. Dakota sits next to me and continues his video game. I start getting sleepy, yawning and getting comfortable, but I fight the sleep and keep reading. When I wake up, I am neatly bundled in some blankets on Dakota's bed. I recognize the scent of his cologne on the sheets. I roll onto my back and feel for Whiskey who sleeps behind me. She sighs and sits up behind me, yawning. I get up out of the bed and shuffle towards the door. I don't even know what time it is as I walk down the hallway towards the bathroom. I hear someone shuffling in the living room while I use the bathroom. I think it's just Whiskey, but when I open the door, she's sitting outside the bathroom door and staring out into the hall. I pat her head and she gets up to follow me into the living room. There's a light on in the living room. I suddenly get scared. This is how people in horror movies die, because they're too stupid to go back to bed when they think something is in their friend's living room. I make it to the couch and spot it empty, with the exception of a blanket and a pillow.

Who the hell is sleeping here?

Whiskey growls at the dark kitchen. In the moonlight from the windows, I see a tall figure slide over to what looks like the kitchen sink. I freeze, my blood running cold. Oh my god, oh my god. Who IS that?! I can hear Whiskey growling as she sees what I see. Then the figure turns around and Whiskey stops growling. I still can't see the face on the figure. I start getting scared and the ringing in my ears blocking out any sound.

"Faith?" Dakota asks from right in front of me

"Huh?" I ask

I have a momentary wave of panic wash over me as I look around behind Dakota into the kitchen, still dark and empty.

"What.. the Kitchen! There was someone in the kitchen!" I say pulling on Dakota.

"What? What are you talking about? It was me in the kitchen!" Dakota says trying to calm me down

I stop and take in my immediate surroundings. Dakota is holding a glass of water in one hand and it looks fresh. I laugh to myself, it was just him in the kitchen, being all fucking creepy.

"Why are you out here?" I ask changing the subject

"I figured you would want to sleep alone. I didn't want to leave you alone in here." He says

"It's your house. Don't let me kick you out of your bed." I say

"It's fine really. Go back to bed, you need a couple more hours of sleep at least." He says

"I insist. Please, take your bed back." I say

"I don't want to intrude. You should really get some sleep. I'll walk you back to my room." Dakota says pulling me gently towards the hall.

He ends up in the bed next to me. I wasn't losing this argument and apparently he wasn't either. Whiskey jumps up and lays down by our feet. I look over at him and stick my middle finger up through the blanket with a sly smile. Then I roll over and go back to sleep.

I am NEVER letting him live this down. Best. Spring. Break. Ever.

[theloveoftoms]

Loosing Control - maverick x reader (top gun)

Summary: After loosing control of your f-14, and feeling like you don't belong at top gun, your husband maverick is there to turn your night around!

This fic came from the request I received from @tinfoilhat2719. Their request had said, "Hi! Can I request a fic for maverick from top gun? So reader and maverick are married and the only person who knows is goose. Reader is a very good pilot who’s also participating in the top gun program and is the only female there. One day she almost loses control of the plane and things almost take a horrible turn. She takes it really badly and starts to doubt herself saying that she doesn’t belong there and doesn’t deserve to be part of the program, so maverick reassures her that she is a good pilot and that she deserves to be there just as much as the rest of them, something cute that shows how much he loves her."

A/N: HELLO everyone, I saw this request that I got this morning, and I had such a fun time writing it! Keep the requests coming, I love writing in response to a prompt, and I'll try and work at them soon! I ran (but mostly walked lol) 3k this morning and then made a salad for lunch and had tons of fun writing today! I'm getting back into the groove of things :) I couldn't think of a name for this at first so I was just going to call it 'husband.' I hope you have a great day/night/whatever time of day it is for you. And thank you so much for reading my stories, it means the world to me! xoxo - Mac :)

*also, the readers callsign in glacier, their rio is rogue, their plane is called bravo, and the instructor/bogey is callsign bandit. cheers!

Word Count: 3.5k

"I can't believe you're married mav," goose said, pinching his nose, "Out of all people, you! You're married!"

Maverick laughed, sliding his arm around your waist, "When you meet the one," he begun, pausing to look at you, "You just know."

You smiled, brushing a piece of maverick's brown hair behind his ear, gazing lovingly into his oceanic green eyes.

"When did you guys get married anyways? God, don't tell me you went to Vegas and got Elvis to do it?"

"No!" you exclaimed laughing, "It wasn't Elvis!"

Maverick smirked, "we went up to Los Angeles for the weekend and got married at city hall, it was short and sweet."

Your wedding was quick, the service lasting no longer than 20 minutes, maverick in his pristine white navy uniform, his jacket bearing his name, and as for you, you were in a silk maxi dress that you had bot at a boutique downtown with a pair of nude heels. A woman in a pant suit helped the two of you sign the papers, and even took your photo with the bouquet of pink tulips that maverick had surprised you with on the morning of.

Maverick and you had met many years ago, back at base camp where you both were learning how to fly f-14's for the first time. Maverick and you had met in the class room, the two of you working together on a project that helped show the instructor each of you we're ready to get into the cockpit. You fell in love with maverick's rebellious ways and flattery. The two of you would sneak out together after curfew and hit up all of the rest pubs in the area, drinking and dancing, and getting to know one another.

After graduating, the two of you got shipped off to different sides of the world. Maverick was working aboard an aircraft carrier in the Indian Ocean and you were off working at NAS north island, flying and performing work both on the ground and in the sky. Long distance was tough, but the two of you tried to keep in contact as best you could, but most of the time, both you and maverick were drawn away from the telephone with such busy schedules.

Only fate would allow you and maverick to reconnect a few years later at top gun. Now that the two of you were back together again and seeing each other on a regular basis, you decided maverick was it for you, he was the only person you ever wanted to be with. So, when one night, the two of you were out during the sunset, walking along the shore, and maverick asked, with an antique ring that used to belong to his mother, kneeling on the sand, telling you how beautiful you were and how lucky he was to have you back in his life again. "All I want in life is to be with you," he had said, "Will you marry me?" And of course you said yes.

Goose shook his head, patting maverick on the shoulder, "Congrats mav. And you too Glacier. You guys are both so cocky and bold I'm surprised mav didn't pop the question the second he saw you back here."

Maverick shook his head, rolling his eyes at goose.

"So is there going to be a party or anything? I better let Carole know, she's not going to believe it."

Silence cast over the room, "Goose," maverick said dryly, "You can't tell anyone about me and y/n just yet."

"Yeah," you said, taking over the conversation, "You know how the commanders felt about the two of us dating, could you imagine what they would say if they found out we were married?"

Goose nodded, "Alright. But man mav, you missed what could have been one hell of a bachelor party."

Maverick laughed, "I could only imagine!"

...

"Bravo is ready for takeoff," you said proudly through my headset to the tower, taking a quick glance back to my RIO, with callsign Rogue, who's given you the thumbs up.

"Permission to taxi Bravo," replied the man from the tower, his voice loud and scratchy on the radio, playing sternly through the ears of your helmet.

Under your command, your aircraft was beginning its trip to the runway, when out of the corner of your eye you noticed maverick ascending the steps into his aircraft, goose following from behind.

"Have a good flight Glacier," maverick said, giving you the thumbs up from his spot in his aircraft.

"Thanks Maverick," you said, the wheels of your aircraft just rolling onto the runway, "See you in the skies."

"God, you two are insufferable," Rogue has said to you with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes, "We try to be, Rogue."

With you in command, your plane began to jet forward, sending you swiftly into the air. The sudden acceleration made for in increase of g's, sending you flat back into your seat. You've been flying for abut five years now, and the gravitational-force of the plane taking off into the sky still sent you gasping for breath, although now, you knew how to handle it. You had built up an immunity to the g's, but that first one during each flight, drawing you straight back into your seat, still surprised you from time to time.

A rush of adrenaline was sent flying through your body as your plane made a rapid climb into the clouds, pulsing through into the clear skies ahead. You loved the way that flying made you feel, ever since you were a kid and you took your first ride in an airplane. You loved being able to look down on the world from your place high in the sky and soar above it all. It had been a tough journey to become a naval aviator, but it was all worth it when you could spend your days flying freely in the sky.

You were one of the few females on the base, but the only one enrolled in the top gun program. While other women worked as sailors, and instructors, and nurses, you were the only female top gun pilot. You had to work twice as hard to be taken seriously in your industry, and three times as hard to even receive an invitation to top gun.

The first day you drove on base, listening to uplifting rock songs on the radio, you felt that you were where you had always belonged. Finally, you could be up against other skilled pilots and you would also be improving your own flight tactics, strengthening your skills to become even better than you had been before.

You coasted the jet above the ocean, and with the help of Rogue's navigating, slowed your speed until the others met up with you over the hills along the sea.

Maverick and goose were performing a different exercise, so today it would be iceman and slider working with you and rogue to take down the bogey.

Iceman pulled up beside you and greeted you with a hand signal, a common one, signalling his readiness for the exercise.

"Lets work as a team and take this guy down," you said.

"Copy Bravo," he replied.

The two of you carried on ahead at a suitable speed, one fast enough to get out of dodge when the bogey would reveal himself, but slow enough to be able to look around for said competitor.

All of a sudden, the rush of a jet flew overhead, making your aircraft go unsteady, "Rogue," you called out, "Where's he headed?"

"Bogey is heading northeast at 480 knots, bring it up to 480 Glacier," Rogue said, clipping his breathing device on to better engage.

"Bringing her up. Iceman do you copy?"

"Affirmative Bravo. Taking the lead."

Fuck. There he goes again, trying to take over.

Men can be a nuisance sometimes, especially when they try to tell you that you're not good at what you do, or that you're un-suited for the role of a pilot strictly because you're a female. Iceman is a great guy, cocky as hell, but sometimes, I can tell that he would rather be in the lead instead of let a woman be in command.

"Copy ice," you replied, slightly defeated.

"Hey ice," rogue spoke up from the back, "Remember this is a joint mission. Both you and Glacier are in command. Work as a team."

A smile ran across your face as you quickly popped your mask off, "Thanks Rogue."

At the end of the day, its good to know your RIO has your back. At first, you were actually sort of nervous to be assigned a new RIO. You never know how the person flying with you will tolerate you or your flying techniques, but after some collaboration and understanding, Rogue and you turned out to make quite the team.

"Copy Rogue. En route to the bogey," iceman said clearly through the radio.

So, you let iceman take the lead, and you followed from behind, assisting the best you could.

"Increasing speed to 485, "Iceman said, realizing the bogey was increasing speed at a pace that was quicker than usual.

You followed suit, increasing your speed, keeping your eye on the instructors plane, keeping a safe distance between iceman, who has finally began to speed up and close in.

"What are you waiting for iceman?" You said over the radio, "Time is not our friend here."

"Cornering up," Iceman said, "I've got missile lock on him."

In front, you watched as Bandit took a steep dive towards the earth, the nose of his plane nearly vertical, avoiding the missile lock from your partner.

"Shit!" Iceman called out, rapidly changing the course of his flight pattern to chase after bandit.

"I've got you from the back ice, you are clear to close in," you spoke, catching your breath as your aircraft took a dive below.

"Too close for missiles, switching to guns," ice said, when all of a sudden, bandit made a straight climb at a gradual level, bringing his plane back up, higher than before.

"Fuck, not again!" Iceman said.

He had missed yet another shot. It was your turn to lead.

"Permission to lead iceman?" you asked, already preparing yourself to feel the rush of gravity sending you flat into your seat.

"Granted Bravo. Take the lead."

So, in an instant, you sent your jet flying vertical after bandit, how badly you wanted to catch up to him and be able to take the shot that would win you the exercise.

"Permission to increase speed if needed Glacier," Rogue said from the back seat, "he's going nearly vertical now."

Following the advice of your RIO, you increased the speed to 492 knots, which made you feel the power of your jet even more, the g's sending you back into your seat, your eyes struggling to keep open, your lungs struggling to breathe. But you needed to take a shot, so you used all concentration you had left and did your best to put missile lock on bandit.

Just as your eyes sloped shut, you saw the green box turn red, you had got missile lock on bandit, and then, as the sound in your ears started to ring and sound foreign, the colour running from your eyes, everything going spotty and white then black, you fell back into your seat, unaware of anything.

"Glacier!" Rogue called from the back seat, "GLACIER," he called agin loudly, "Shit, guys," he said into the microphone, "Glacier's out!"

Panic filled Rogue's voice and Iceman who was screaming your name through the radio, "Glacier is in trouble!" he said to bandit.

As you lay there, fully blacked out, your aircraft began to plummet towards the earth. Falling fast, the altitude decreasing rapidly without any pity.

"Glacier," Rogue called you again, "Altitude 9000, 8000. Wake up!"

"Do something bandit! They're going to crash!" Slider said over the radio.

"Ice, slider, stay back, I'm going to put missile lock on, we'll see if that can wake her up," bandit said over the radio, maneuvering his aircraft near yours, putting missile lock on your plane.

An earsplitting buzz filled the plane, and Rogue continued shouting your name, eager to wake you up. "Altitude 7000. 6000," he shouted, "5000, 4000!"

As he called out 3000, your eyes began to flit open, slowly and groggily. At first you couldn't hear a thing, but the screams of your RIO and the buzz of missile lock filled the air around you. Your eyes fully opened to see the ground approaching quicker than expected. "Holy Shit!"

Your plane was spilling out of control, it was up to you to regain it.

"She's re-engaging sir," Rogue called out.

Thinking quick, you fought the g's and brought your hands to the controls, pulling up into a flat flight pattern, gaining control of the aircraft. "Oh my god," you gasped, out of breath, scared shitless of what just happened.

"That's enough for today, let's head back to the base. All good to fly Bravo?" asked bandit.

You wiped the sweat on your forehead with the back of your palm, what the hell just happened?, "Affirmative bandit."

...

Once you had landed on the base, and parked your jet with precision, completing the uniformly straight row, you hopped out of our plane and scrambled down the flight of stairs quicker than you ever had before. You were upset, god how embarrassing was it to black out and nearly crash the jet.

"Lieutenant y/l/n!" Bandit called out, noticing you were already half way to the main building, "Wait up."

You waited for a couple seconds, nervously pacing back and forth, clutching your navy helmet in your hand, your face red and blotchy. "Sir," you greeted him "What is it?" you asked, when he finally caught up to you.

"I just wanted to say that wasn't your fault," he said stiffly, taking of his own helmet, "these things happen sometimes."

You nodded, god how you didn't want to be lectured by your instructor, not to mention the one who had been the most rigid about your flying and your personal choices involving maverick.

"Go take a shower and then just relax in your unit for a while. There is no need for you to finish the lesson today," the older man said firmly, "Take it easy."

Is he telling me to go home? God, no, I worked so hard to get here, I can't go back!

"Then we'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning."

Looking like a deer caught in the headlights, you shook your head laxly and replied with a very faint, very dry, "yes, sir."

On the walk back home, your thoughts filled your head with undesirable scenarios. Your a shit pilot. If you belonged here, you wouldn't have blacked out like that. the second you got to your apartment, a quaint condo just on the edge of the row of base housing that was overlooking the ocean, you threw off your flight suit, throwing your helmet to the floor and crawled into the shower, where you let the misty water run cooly over your head, filling your ears until all you could hear was the silence of the water, drowning out your unwanted thoughts.

You turned off the creaky faucet, and wrapped yourself in one of your white fluffy towels. Your hair was still very wet, and the water droplets trapped in your damp waves were slowly running down your back, trickling down your spine. You dried yourself the best you could with your bath towel, the fan on the ceiling in your bedroom helping you speed up the process, but making you chilled in the effort.

Still in a towel, you slumped down on your bed, staring endlessly on the ceiling, the same troubled thoughts filling your head like radio static. You were filled with regret and were left feeling like you didn't belong because of your mistake. how could I have been so stupid, you thought as you got dressed in a pair of black workout shirts and your top gun tee, which as soon as you had put it on, you wished you had grabbed something else.

why am I even here? its not like I deserve it after that mistake.

god all of the guys must think im an idiot. Rogue will probably never want to fly with me again.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. You didn't really want to see anyone right about now, but you thought you would at least go see who it was. You looked through the lookhole to find your husband, maverick standing there with a bouquet of tulips in his hand.

He knocked again, "I know you're in there y/n."

You collected your damp hair in your hand and brushed it behind your shoulder and then opened the door to find maverick there with a somber smile. "Hey," he said, "Can I come in?"

"Were married Pete," you said, "Of course you can come in."

He followed you into the kitchen and stood across from you as you relaxed into one of the two bar stools, setting his rose-tined flowers down on the counter. "I heard about what happened."

You looked away and didn't say anything, a common trait of yours was silence when you were upset, and not speaking for too long left you feeling numb.

"It can be scary when you loose sense of things up there," he said gently, taking your hand in his, caressing your thumb gently between his fingers. "Its happened to me before, and when I heard you black out on the radio, it was scary for me."

You looked at maverick sorrily, "mav. I don't want to talk about it right now. I don't want to think about such a bad pilot I am."

maverick signed, sitting down beside you, "Glacier," he begun, "Whatever you're thinking, whatever crap you're telling yourself, its not true."

You put your head in your hands, slumping over the counter, "Maybe I don't belong here?" you asked, "Maybe im not cut out to be at top gun. Maybe I should work a 9-5? be a secretary or something?"

Maverick shook his head, putting a hand on your back, rubbing in circular motions, "What do you say we go for a walk?" he asked, switching the path of the conversation.

You sat straighter, looking up at your husband, his green eyes, like stars in the night, gazing into yours lovingly. "Sure," you began, "But I'm going to need your jacket."

Maverick smirked, shrugging off his aviation jacket, one nearly identical to yours, but bigger and more comfortable. His bicep and pectoral muscles flexing in the act.

Maverick's jacket was warm and fresh up against your skin, and it had the pleasant woodsy sandalwood scent that belonged to your husband. It was a bit big on you, but that's what made it the most comfortable jacket you had access to.

You grabbed your aviators and keys and locked up, your hand intertwined with mavericks as you begun your walk.

You waked through the neighbourhood of houses, past the grocery outlet and the park until you reached the ocean. The sun was beginning its descent for the night, and the base was written in shades of tangerine and marigold.

"Want to sit down?" you asked maverick, "we could watch the sunset?"

Maverick looked around, down the beach to where Antonio's, the local bar was, "actually," he said, "I have something better in mind."

You followed maverick down the sand into Antonio's to find your classmates all standing around the main table which had some fries and other restaurant snacks on it. Each one of your classmates with a beer in their hands and a lax grin written across their faces, the same grin, each in a different font.

"Surprise!" they said, loud enough to excite you, but soft enough not to disturb the ambience of the bar.

You looked to maverick, who had a big grin written across his face.

"Maverick!" you said, "What is all of this?"

Goose stepped forward, "We all heard about what happened, and we thought that a recovery that quick from a blackout deserved a celebration!"

"And since I know that you mind tends to wander to the worst," maverick said, giving you a nudge with his elbow, "I suggested that the guys get something set up for you."

You pulled maverick into a hug, pressing your face against his, "thanks mav."

"You mean a lot to all of us," goose begun, "and your always there to help us out, both in the classroom and the air."

"You are a pretty great wingman," iceman said, "or would it be, wingwoman?" he laughed.

You rolled your eyes, "thanks guys." And you looked to your husband, who somehow had the time to set all of this up, "Thank you mav."

[camouflagedlove]

You Scrapbook?!

A kinda continuation of my Scrapbooker Steve drabble

Robin and Eddie are snooping through Steve's room when they find it.

A scrapbook.

It's marked 1986 and when they begin to flip through it there's all sorts of things there.

A photo of El and Lucas seeing Max for the first time since she woke up. Nancy, Robin and Eddie graduating. The final hellfire campaign of the school year. It's loaded with memories.

"Didn't take Harrington as the sentimental type," Eddie said.

"He is but I didn't know he made scrapbooks.."

As they neared the most recent part of the book Steve came into the room and froze.

"Um...what you guys doing?"

"Snooping. Since when do you keep super detailed scrapbooks?" Eddie asked.

Steve looked annoyed but answered the question, "since like...when I started hanging out with the kids."

"Oh that's precious." Eddie said, putting his hands over his heart and making a face.

"Is this the only one?" Robin asked.

Steve faltered and Eddie raised his eyebrow knowingly.

"No..I have one for both Dustin and Robin..."

Robin jumped up from the ground, "oh my god! I get my own scrapbook! You have to show me right now!" She pulled on his arm like an excited kid and he begrudgingly grabbed it from a desk drawer and handed it to her.

"Aw, Stevieeee do ~I~ not get a special scrapbook all for me?" Eddie said, making sure to bat his eyelashes.

Steve shifted uncomfortably and blushed bright red but stayed silent.

"Oh my god! I do have one! I'm so happy I've made such an impact on the king!"

Steve rolled his eyes, "Ok, technically you don't have a scrapbook...you have a box of things I'm going to put in a book and those can be thrown out at any time."

"Stevie, you wouldn't!"

"He definitely wouldn't," Robin chimed in from her spot on Steve's bed flipping through the scrapbook dedicated to her.

Steve groaned.

"Don't worry, big boy, I cherish our time together too." Eddie said and then gave a dramatic smooch to Steve's cheek.

"Ooh do that again, I have to get a picture for his scrapbook!" Robin joked and her and Eddie burst into laughter.

"Very funny, guys"

"No but seriously, Steve. This is super cute and sweet, I know everyone's gonna appreciate this." Robin added, making sure he didn't feel bad about his hobby.

He smiled and they all looked through the scrapbooks together.