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adobolover123 · 1 year ago

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bakusquad when they’re on instagram (headcannons!)

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bakugo’s instagram:

-doesn’t post a lot on instagram, but when he does OHMYGODDDJ

-he would post mirror selfies of him flexing with songs attatched. (maybe it’s just the camera angle but his arms r HUGE ASFFF—)

-does he post bakusquad? tbh rarely. bc of his big ahh ego. but since he’s getting better and warming up to them he’ll repost his friend’s posts if he’s tagged in them (hangouts, workout posts)

-he only posts stories

-his username is probably something corny as hell, like:

king.explosionmurder , kb_explosionmurder , imbetterthanyou, LMAOO

or something else like that 😭

-omg. and if ur lucky enough to get on his close friends story, (from time to time,) he’ll post himself lip syncing to audios. DONT EVEN GET ME STARYEDDD

-he knows he’s attractive. like literally post more please.

-only thing on his acc is one highlight of himself.

-his pfp? mirror selfie covering his face 🤷‍♀️

kirishima’s instagram:

-omg y’all this cutie and his instagram.

-most-if not ALL of his stories are selfies with his friends, and he most DEFINITELY has a weekly dump of them.

-his selfies with them r mostly him and his friends working out, but he’ll post even the little selfies like them at lunch.

-he WILL go on a story spam when the baku squad hangs out.

-he’ll post his workout progress on his story fs

-let’s be real he’ll post those motivational quotes

-his username would be his hero name or his regular name with his bday numbers 🤷‍♀️ (redriot1016, e.kirishima1016, )

-his main posts are kinda a pattern; himself, then his friends, then himself again.

-when he posts on main posts of his friends he would attach funny ass videos of them, and dumb challenges the bakusquad would do with each other

-his two main highlights r himself and his friends ofc, but he would have a highlight for each hangout to make it extra special ☹️

kaminari’s instagram:

-out of the whole bakusquad, denki and mina are the most active.

-i think we all know how he would be like fr

-he is definitely that person who reposts EVERYTHING HE SEES ON HIS FEED; REELS, POSTS, MEMES,

— he spams his stories ( he made a gc on insta with the rest of the squad that are MAINLY him spamming them with reels; bakugo kept leaving it but kaminari keeps inviting him back in)

-but waitwaitwait; be careful skipping through his stories bc he WILL post some FINE ass selfies of himself for the hoes

-he also won’t hesitate to post himself lip syncing to songs on his public story

-like kirishima, he posts his friends a lot!

-he’ll post on his story with those add-ons that have to do with friends and he’ll make a mini collage of his squad :)))

-his username?… it’s probably one of those “theyluv___” “theyfw___” type shi 😭

-kaminari. has. a. lot. of. main posts.

-but they come out hella good; he prolly searches up “instagram post ideas” on pinterest

-his pinned post was when he had a whole photoshoot in a parking lot garage which funny story:

(the bakusquad decided to hang out at the mall, and they arrived at the parking lot garage. mina brought up how it was a good place to take pictures here and denki RAN with that. next thing yk;

bakugo was pissed asf waiting for them sitting down on the ground,

jirou was being denki’s photo critic,

sero was helping kirishima get the angles right,

and mina was showing denki what poses he should do. they were there for an hour. )

-he complains how his acc isn’t getting seen but he forgot that he put his acc on private

ashido’s instagram:

-second most active on instagram

-SHE HAS THAT HOT GIRL ACC FR

-she posts a lot, but her three pinned posts are: selfies of herself, a photoshoot of herself, and one of those cool hot photoshoots with the squad

-her highlights are: “💋” (herself) , “🔛🔝” (bakusquad)”, “my loves” (class 1A girls)

-her username is probably “iheart___” or something simple like “minaa_a”

-she posts herself a lot on her story AND EATS IT UP EVERYTIMEEE

-and she posts her friends on her story as equally as she posts herself ♡

-she posts a LOT on her close friends, she posts memes but mainly funny videos and pictures of the squad. including funny gc screenshots

-when her friends post she’ll repost them like 3 times, and spam/hype them up in the comments 🤗

jirou’s instagram:

-this girl got the whole themed instagram acc quickly.

-she only uses instagram to be up to date with music artists so she doesn’t care abt posting

-her username would probably just be her name or something like: “j_kyoka”

-but she does have one main post, and it’s a guitar she got for her birthday 🤗

-she posts reels of her doing all sorts of song covers with different instruments LIKE AHHHH

-her covers get a lot of attention, denki asks her how he could get attention on his acc

-since her acc got a lot of public attention (she’s thinking abt making another one just for song covers) everyone in class 1A is on her close friends so she could post stuff she’d like to keep a little private; like her friends, hangouts

-on her public story she would repost concert tour dates, music artists posts, stuff like that.

-she would post screenshots of songs she’s listening to on her public story

-sadly she doesn’t post herself—unless it’s a selfie of her getting a new instrument or something lol

-there was this one time she posted a cute selfie of herself in her cfs on accident, and denki and mina hyped her up sm fr ☹️

mina:

“YESSS”

“POST MORE 🗣️🗣️”

denki:

“OHMYOGF”

“U POSTED”

“OKAY JIRO I SEE YOUU”

jirou:

“sthu”

-she has a public highlight for covers, and her cf highlights are her friends !

-she doesn’t ask to take that much pictures with them, she usually reposts her friends stories when she’s tagged in them

-but she loves recording denki being stupid lol, she also has a cf highlight of that

sero’s instagram:

-almost like a bakusquad fan acc

-he’s like in the middle of jirou and denki when it comes to posting on his story

-he’ll repost memes, but not as much

-he posts sky pictures just bc 🤗 he has a highlight for them

-he doesn’t post himself ☹️😒 unless it’s a selfie with the squad

-in fact, he has a lot of main posts of JUST him and the bakusquad; he’s also the cameraman

-but he mainly takes pictures and videos a lot with denki, their pictures are funny ASF

-instead of just one highlight of the whole squad, he has a silly highlight for each of them!!

-funny videos, funny pictures, funny screenshots of things they said, you name it

-he also has a highlight for tiktoks the squad do together it’s so funny and cute

-his feed is everywhere tbh; a mix of memes and the squad

-his username is probably a meme quote or something like “notserohanta” 💀

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notes: (i wrote this at like 12am srry if it’s sloppy) those are my head cannons! i rlly don’t know wht to write for a fic anymore lol. i hope you enjoyed though!!

have a good day loves ♡

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joesanrio · 1 year ago

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"Best friends" | R.R

Summary: You guys were just college best friends... who hooked up, but it wasn't supposed to lead to this.

Pairings: Roman Reigns {Joe Anoa'i} x fem!reader || non-established relationship

Warnings: pregnant!reader, teasing, some tension, loverboy!joe, y'all it's just fluff.

Word Count: 1275

Ratings: 16+ | Fluff

A/N: something quick and simple to feed y’all <3

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“Oh my gosh.” You groaned out as you finally sat down for the first time today, you’ve been busy cleaning as you couldn’t stand a messy house. You’ve been cleaning since 9 o’clock in the morning, every little cranny in the house was no longer untouched by you. Cleaning used to be therapeutic for you, but the extra weight and tension makes it more of a dreaded task than a fun activity.

The music blasting through the home, beginning to become bothersome as you lay your head back against the top of your cushioned couch. Eyes closing just to rest in the inevitable darkness, reminding you that a good nap could be snuck in before Joe gets here.

“I need a bath or something.” You mumble out as your body feels sticky and hot, preparing to get up from your comfy seat. One. Two. Three. You counted before boosting out of your seat and practically waddling over to your speaker to cut it off, a small huff leaving your plumped lips in exhaust.

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The warm water surrounding your body and loosening your tight muscles, the delicate scent of vanilla and lavender filling your nose sweetly. The bubbles resting on the still water up to your collar bones, hands placed on the side of the tub.

Pure relaxation is what you would consider this situation which was well needed. Face mask on, eyes closed, head tilted back as you almost fall asleep.

Remembering the task at hand, the relaxing bath now becoming an “everything” shower as you realized that you’re going to have to stand to get the job done. Not bothered as the hot water runs down your soapy body, throat humming a familiar tune as the sounds of water create the background.

Finishing up, you step out into the foggy bathroom, towel quickly wrapping around your body as you make your way to the sink/vanity. Not paying any mind to the fogged mirror, the body lotions and oils placed in front of you as you begin to lather up. Getting dressed in your (his) T-shirt and some comfy bottoms, after doing some finishing touches of your after-shower routine,

Leaving the hot and humid bathroom to head into the cooled bedroom making you regret turning down the thermostat earlier. Quickly dumping the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper and getting into the warm, soft sheets of your comforter.

Your phone notifications are spamming at the perfect time, already knowing who it is. Joesph. Your high school best friend turned best friend with benefits turned baby daddy. Unintentionally smiling as you take your phone off the charger immediately to answer him.

I got the food so u better be hungry

I’m almost there

Give me like 10 mins

Actually 15 bcs I gotta stop for gas

Put something cute on for me

Read 6:49pm

Aww so sweet

I always look cute

Read 6:52pm

“I hope he got McDonalds… or-“cutting your speech off as you think about all the different food options he could’ve got or that you would have loved to eat. Laying back against the big reading pillow, playing on your phone as you wait impatiently. Body now super pumped for his visit, the baby now beginning to move around as if they knew who was about to show up.

Smiling as you caress over the huge bump, feeling your baby pressing against your soft hand. “I know, he’s almost here. Just a few more minutes.” You speak sweetly as the baby begins to kick against the side, as uncomfortable as it is, you seem to be in a trance of complete admiration. One thing Joe could always do was get the baby excited. It’s like as soon as they heard his voice or sensed that he was near they went ballistic.

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The doorbell ringing causing you to perk up excitedly, you don’t know why he was ringing the doorbell considering he has a key so his hands must be full. “Coming.” You call out as you quickly slip your feet into your slippers and head to the front door, “Any day now baby.” He calls from the other side jokingly as you open the door for him, lips falling into a pout as he chuckles.

“I wasn’t that slow.” Eyes playfully rolling at the man walking behind you with the bags of food, going to grab one to help before he pulls away. “You’re already carrying a lot.” His head tilting down at your belly, a small smile forming on your lips.

Your gaze leaving Joe’s eyes to observe his outfit (and body), the grey sweats fitting loosely over his thick thighs and white t-shirt tight on his pecs, muscles bulging as he holds the food and his long fingers wrapping around the large drink.

“Whatcha thinkin about?” His deep voice taking you out from your trance, shaking your head embarrassingly as you just got caught. Lips forming in a smirk as he knows you were checking him out. Avoiding his question, you go to look inside the bag before he pulls away from you.

“Answer me.” He says as he places the food down onto the table but blocking the food. “The food. Now please move.” A rough huff leaving your mouth as you cross your arms at the man, he rolls his eyes before scooting to the side.

“That’s not how you say thank you.” He mumbles before taking a bite of a fry, you look over at him before puckering out your lips teasingly. His eyebrows perking up excitedly as he tries to go in for a kiss, “Thank you so much!” you giggle as you quickly pull away from him causing his lips to form an annoyed pout. “Whatever.” He pokes your side gently.

The room is now quiet as you guys sit down with the delicious food and eat. Joe putting on a random movie for background noise, knowing how you feel about prolonged silences. “Did you hear about Chris and Aaliyah?” Your body perking up as you remember the small drama you found out yesterday regarding some ex-college friends,

Joe’s eyebrows immediately scrunching in confusion. “No what?” wiping his thick fingers with the small napkin, making you lose your train of thought, “Oh my gosh! Really!” You say already knowing the answer but adding you your dramatics.

Joe smiling at your excitement to tell him, reminding him of the past times when you guys would sit in each other’s dorms, and you would go on a whole rant about little things you heard throughout the day. He missed it, it was one of his favorite things, still is. He couldn’t imagine someone else being able to hear you speak with such passion and excitement over other people’s lives. It was so cute to him, even though he didn’t know half the people you were talking about.

“Don’t be messy, you’re too pretty for that.” Or “Why do you care?” would become his go-to every time you had those rants, but he knew you just wanted to entertain him and yourself. Don’t get him started on your “Guess what’s” every time you would see him, the cutest thing he ever encountered in high school. He misses it and doesn’t want to let it go for someone else to take.

Snapping out of his thoughts when he notices your eyes of concern, “You’re not listening?” you ask as your lips fall into a thin line of embarrassment. “No- no I was.” He reassures as he fixes his posture, “You weren’t but that’s okay. It honestly was boring.” You giggle as you go back to eating your food.

#roman reigns #joe anoa'i #joe anoa’i fluff #roman reigns fluff #wwe smackdown #joe anoa'i oneshot #roman reigns oneshot #joe anoa'i x reader #roman reigns x reader #joesanrio

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writers-ex · 1 year ago

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HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE <3

to celebrate i was going to give you an itzy spam but im exhausted from school so i thought i'd entertain your minds with my newest obsession :3 BASKETBALL BABE RYUJIN UWU AND OMG I HAVE THE SOFTEST THOUGHT EVER TKEAJLKGDLKSJLKJLKSDJ erm anyways enjoy this headcanon of being girlfriends with the star of the basketball team *cough go heat cough* also shoutout to anyone that plays a sport or likes to play for fun you gays/gurls/besties are amazing 🫶🏼

warning: mentions of g!p bc i need this to happen rn or i'll cry, dom!ryujin

um first what's not to love about this girl like ???

you both met at one of her games only she teases you now about falling for her because you literally tripped over your shoes and fell on top of her as she was heading to the court to warm up

making sure you were ok she then has her eyes on you the whole game

and also makes a friendly wager with you that if she scored the last basket you'd give her your number

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three months and one day later you both started dating and ryujin still manages to score the last basket for you

perks of dating the star player include-

becoming friends with her whole team

instant skips in line for lunch bc her team won the game last night

wearing ryujin's jersey when she's not around

and her fawning over it being on your body

on days that the match is lost or ryujin gets pulled to the bench she becomes a different person

however with you in her life ryujin's temper dies down along with her habit of breaking things expect your back bc she loves to break that <3

watching her run up and down the court working up a sweat can make you overheat sometimes wink wonk

and she knows what she's doing to you everything she looks up and sees your legs squeezed shut-

locker room sex

sex in the locker room

did i mention after game sex in the locker room???

s c r e a m

her shorts on the floor, you on your knees sucking her off bc she's too tired to fuck you

swooooooooon

cumming in your mouth and then suddenly getting enough energy to pick you up and have you riding her dick with your legs wrapped around her waist-

while she french kisses you

lowkey feeling like she would like to be called daddy while she rails you....

her taking off her jersey and making you wear only that as she takes you naked from behind <3

OR better yet making you touch yourself on top of her jersey while she watches not doing anything until you stain it and then she proceeds to fuck you fast and hard

like extremely fast bc practice makes your girlfriend strong and with double endurance

oh yeah multiple rounds with ryujin are a must i don't make the rules

she'll keep going even after you pass out from exhaustion making you her pretty little cum dump :3

loves to spoil you after a very lengthy and hot 'practice' session with ice cream by uni

and she does all the laundry while you order your favorite takeout to eat and binge something cuddling in your girlfriend's arms

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thatfreshi · 1 year ago

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Hi there! I saw the post about the requests! If you don't mind, Imma dump the three ideas I have here in one ask so I don't spam you. Apologies if there's not enough info in them or are too jumbled to understand! I'm not great at sending requests.

A Dragonborn tav who wishes to cuddle with Astarion/Rest their head against him, but can't due to horn/spike placement. Frustration on tav's end and, after some confusion, an emense amount of teasing on Astarion's. Maybe they find out some way to have resting on Astarion better.

Astarion helping out Tav after Tav had a medical surgery thing. They're just in pain for the first few days and Astarion just helps them out. (Mostly just want some personal comfort for my own recent surgery. I'm in pain.)

Dragonborn Tav doing some Dragonborn courting rituals to get Astarion's attention. Maybe even trying to research Eleven courting rituals to do so.

Went ahead and went with the second ask in this list. If you still want the others you can send them again! I prefer separate requests because it's easier for me to keep track of, but I appreciate that you have so many ideas for me :)

TW - broken bones

Recommended Song: Lovers Rock - TV Girl

Living a normal life comes with far too many responsibilities. Sure, killing goblins and avoiding shadows is stressful, but buying groceries? Doing dishes? It seems like there's something every single damn day, especially when you're renovating a house.

Now, Astarion loves priding himself on being a great bargainer, making a sweet deal out of any situation, and he figured a place with good bones like this would be a steal if he could cut the price a little. Was he wrong? Of course not, he has a habit of being right almost always, which can be frustrating. However, the two of you bit off far more than you could chew, especially when it came to the staircase that was practically falling apart. Mind you, neither you or Astarion are renovators, but both of you are far too stubborn for your own good.

"I'm sure we could get someone to fix it, right? Just needs some extra support."

You raise a brow at him.

"And spend more money? No way, we should just do it ourselves. I'm sure one of our friends has some extra wood lying around."

That's when you make the mistake of going up a couple steps to see just how bad the damage is. Apparently this place used to house a group of rowdy adventurers who couldn't help but destroy everything in their path. When you fall asleep on the floor every night, guess it doesn't really matter if you can't get up to any of the bedrooms. As you're analyzing the stairs, there's a crack beneath your feet, which you ignore.

"Darling, perhaps you should just take a look from down here?"

When you go to turn and tell him you'll be fine, your leg takes a plunge through the wood, subsequently fracturing several bones in your foot.

"Gods, damn it!"

You manage to cry out, trying to pull yourself out of the tattered floor. Astarion helps you, helping you get back down to the first floor, trying to make sure he doesn't face a similar fate.

"I guess a trip to Shadowheart's is in order."

You shake your head.

"Nope, her and Halsin are on that healer's retreat, remember? In Waterdeep?"

"Shit, I suppose you're right dove. When are they getting back?"

You sigh.

"Tonight, sadly."

It was currently far too early in the morning, as the two of you wanted to get a head start on your fixer-upper today.

"Alright, we'll just have to go see someone in town I suppose."

"Aster, we do not have the money for that right now. We've already budgeted everything for the house, I can't go see some uppity Baldurian doctor who's going to charge us far more gold than they're worth."

"Well, what do you suggest we do then?"

"Wait til Shadowheart and Halsin get back? I mean it's really all we can do."

"Gods Tav, we had so much planned today. Those tieflings are coming by to tile the kitchen at noon! And you know I am not good at being nice to strangers."

"Well my love, looks like you're going to have to learn, because I cannot walk on this thing."

You groan in pain, trying to flex your foot, feeling all the little spots your bones broke.

"To the bed we go then."

Astarion wraps you up in his arms, taking you to what in a couple of weeks is supposed to be the study. For now though, it's a makeshift bedroom. He gently lies you on the bed, getting a pillow for under your foot. Then, he thinks about how he truly does not like being broke, but the both of you didn't want to impose on any of your friends, staying at their place for any longer than you had to. Gale offered, but the thought of being all cramped up in his new tower was suffocating.

"Are you okay Aster?"

Your voice wakes him from his thoughts.

"Yes my dear, just thinking about our raggedy circumstances."

"It'll be nice when it's done, and when my foot's not broke."

The two of you chuckle.

"As much as I love living with you, I didn't think domestic life was quite this, complex."

He moves to lie down next to you, careful not to move your wounded foot.

"You still want this though, right?"

"Of course, a nice house to ourselves? A space just for us? I can't imagine a better investment. Just not quite used to all the contractors and market visits and drunken nights yet, all the normal things, the things I would've done so much sooner if..."

Astarion shakes his head, as if trying to get the thoughts out of his mind.

"Never mind all that, I should get you some tea."

Before you can tell him that it's alright, that you want to hear what he has to say, he's gone to the kitchen. Instead you just lay on the bed, thinking of just how lucky the two of you are. Two troubled souls set up for failure, and yet here you are. You laugh a little, thinking about how lucky you are with a shattered foot.

"Here we are my darling, a hot brew just for you."

He helps you sit up, making sure you keep your leg elevated.

"Easy my dove, don't want to break anything else do we?"

The hours pass by as the two of you wait for the tilers to come, talking about all the projects you were going to start today. It's nice, having a project, something to strive towards that isn't murdering someone or working through some major trauma. Just the two of you drinking tea in some old house, sitting on a bed that you'll have to break down and bring upstairs, and then put back together. While Astarion very easily could have left you to your devices and gotten started on all your little plans, he stayed by your side, talking about everything and nothing.

"This is just the beginning."

You say, suddenly breaking a natural silence.

"What is?"

"This. We get to start over. This is the beginning of us starting over."

He smiles at your whimsical view of things.

"I suppose you're right."

#baldur's gate 3 #astarion #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #comfort #fluff

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terraliensvent · 1 month ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/terraliensvent/762628974139637760/httpsdocsgooglecomdocumentd1hedsgxllpfwh2z

You know, as much as I very much dislike Gin/Shark and think that they seriously need to get the hell off of the internet, this whole document really just feels like you’re exposing a heavy conversation that was told to you in confidence. It also has absolutely nothing to do with Terraliens other than the screenshots at the start of the document (which have no relation to the main points being made in the body of the doc).

Yes, it’s a lot to unload onto a 16-year-old, but OP reached out to Gin/Shark first to ask them if they were okay. And then continued the conversation / showed no signs of asking Gin/Shark to stop or let them know they were uncomfortable with the topics at hand. Which would give Gin/Shark the impression that it was fine to vent to you. If you truly didn’t want them dumping all of those things onto you, you should’ve told them that! Or nicely let them know that they should be telling this to a professional and not you: a 16-year-old stranger on the internet.

Also, Gin/Shark is only 19 iirc. As someone who’s in their late 20s, you don’t just automatically mature and become a grown ass adult once you turn 18. Y’all are pretty close in age, so trying to pull the “uuuuuh uh I’m a minor they shouldn’t be talking to me about this” card doesn’t quite work here. You just look like an asshole “friend” for betraying their trust and publicly airing out all the dirty laundry of their relationship with Coy that they vented to you privately. I sincerely hope Gin/Shark doesn’t find out that you posted this online because this is the last thing they need if they really are going to get better mentally.

If you’re gonna make a Google doc exposing them for something, this isn’t it. This just looks shitty on both OP and the mod of this blog’s part for not thinking that through.

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in MY opinion, 16 and 19 is a weird gap to be dropping all your incredibly heavy baggage on, at worst this is like a high school sophomore talking to someone who graduated 2 years ago.

also i find it weird you say "OP reached out first," especially since the ORIGINAL screenshots in the doc (and assumedly the first of these "vent" convos) is them reaching out and saying "are you ok? do you wanna talk about it?" and civ immediately jumping to "i stopped taking my meds and im coping with alcohol." thats an insane leap to make. i also find it weird that veal had to manage the emotions of civ, checking their college schedule and making sure they do their morning routine and whatnot, and the spam in dms when they were in class and away for an hour. these are weird behaviors between two people of any age.

im also gonna add this reply i grabbed from the snugzi blog (who also posted the doc):

its weird youre putting responsibility on the younger person to manage the emotions of the older person while also saying "if they didnt want to talk they should have said so," instead of saying it was incredibly irresponsible of civ to traumadump onto them, and its THEIR responsibility as the older person to check themself.

and as an additional note, from this screen you can infer that civ would primarily talk to veal to vent. you can see a prior conversation form a week before where veal is reassuring them again. im not saying this is rock solid proof, but from this you can ASSUME that civ might have just been using veal as a vent dump. again, assume, so take it with a grain of salt.

my conclusion is that its not the responsibility of the younger person who is being traumadumped on to say "you should see a professional about this instead of a 16 year old on the internet!!" that should be the responsibility of the 19 year old who is dropping incredibly sensitive info on them and spamming them every 10 minutes when they dont respond for an hour. and thats not even mentioning the power dynamic possibility.

when a friendship causes one of the members to reach out to a completely anonymous blog saying "I don't know how to get out of this relationship now just realizing what the extent of their actions is, I don't know what to do and it's scaring the fuck out of me," maybe that's not really a good friendship

#closed species vent #closed species #terralien #terraliens #not a vent

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velvet-brain · 1 year ago

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bad idea right?

Yae Miko x Reader

You were out in a bar with your friends until you received a text from a person you hadn't thought of in months. Yes, she’s your ex, but can’t two people reconnect?

Tw: alcohol, exes, implied sex.

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Hello! This one was inspired by the song of the same name by Olivia Rodigo. Give it a listen, it's great.

The mood was light and fresh as you raised your glass to a cheer.

“For us!” Lumine said followed along by the clink of your glasses. You were out with your friends drinking yourselves under the table in celebration for surviving another grueling day of work.

You watched your friends with a warm smile as they messed around the table, Lumine holding her brother in a chokehold as she downed her drink, Sara going on another rant about how great their boss, Ei, is to a half conscious amber. You couldn’t help the warm bubbles of laughter that came out of you, you wouldn't ask for a better group even if they were all a little weird.

Bzzzt—

Then your phone buzzed. Odd, who’d message you at this hour? All the main culprits were with you right now so you hoped it wouldn't be work.

You look at your phone screen and raise an eyebrow, an unknown number? You would have passed it on as spam if it wasn’t for the actual content of the text.

‘Hi Darling~’

Huh. A wrong number situation? maybe someone thought you were their partner or maybe someone managed to give your number to an unwanted flirt.

‘I know what you’re probably thinking right now but don’t go blocking me just yet! I just changed my phone recently so you won’t recognize it.’

You dropped your head on your hand with a lazy smile as you watched what this mystery messenger had to say, maybe it might be someone you know and if not then it would make a fun story.

‘So here is a picture to refresh your mind~’

Ding!

Ah.

The moment the image came through all the booze that had clouded your mind completely disappeared.

Long soft pink hair, eye-catching golden accessories, soft fair skin, plump and teasing red lips pulled into a smirk and sharp purple eyes that threatened to swallow you whole.

You could never forget her.

‘It’s Miko!’

Your ex.

Lumine is the one that notices first.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Dammit, the siblings have always been really perceptive.

“Uh, n-nothing!” You try to stuff your phone into your pockets but somehow Sara swipes it out of your hand much faster than a drunk person should and stares at the picture with intensity.

“Who is this?” Sara was actually a new addition to the group so she wouldn't know much of your own romantic life, actually the only ones that would are…

“YAE MIKO!?” Lumine screamed the moment she saw the sly woman’s face, while you could only cover your face with your hands. The twins are your oldest friends so they know about her.

“Why is that fox texting you!? What does she want!?” Lumine immediately enters protective mode at the mere sight of her.

“I don’t know…” You drag your hands down your face. “She just suddenly started messaging with a new number.”

“Ooooh, she’s preeeettyy!” Amber coos which stuns Lumine.

“No! Amber, don't fall for her face!” Lumine pulls her girlfriend back. “She’s a sly and cunning liar who will tear you apart!”

“I think I’m missing something here.” Sara states.

“Yae Miko was Y/N’s girlfriend through almost all of university, prettiest girl in school, super popular and came from a rich family. She basically had it all.” Aether explained as he took a sip from his glass while Sara nodded along.

“But in our final year that woman left after her family got an opportunity to branch out in Inazuma, she dropped our beloved Y/N like an old rag in seconds and disappeared without even a goodbye!” Lumine ranted as if somehow she had been the one who got dumped.

You sank into your seat as you recalled that day. It was a completely normal day so you didn’t expect anything of what happened.

First Miko completely disappears from campus, she doesn’t answer any of your texts or calls and only when you were about to fall asleep did she send you a single message.

‘We’re done.’

The last thing you heard of her for months. You spent the last few months of university like a zombie and only recently started getting back on your feet so this sudden message is a real gut punch to you.

You carefully take your phone back from Sara and stuff it back in your pocket as you force yourself to smile. “It’s no big deal, I don’t know what she wants and I don’t care to find out, so if you’ll excuse me I need the bathroom.”

You walked through the busy bar between drunk people and rowdy tables until you reached the, thankfully, empty bathroom and slumped over the sinks. Your reflection in the mirror didn’t look any better than how you felt and you couldn’t help but let out a sigh, of course something would happen to ruin the mood.

Bzzzt—

You groan once more as you feel your phone vibrate once more and reluctantly pull out your phone, planning to black her number to get it over with.

‘Aww, leaving me on read is so mean! Has my little Y/N entered their rebellious stage?’

Even through text you could hear the teasing tone she always had when trying to fluster you and you hate how it’s working!!

You glare at the red faced reflection on the mirror, you shouldn’t feel like this to your ex! She left you! Just block her!

‘Or maybe you need more proof?’

Ding!

Ah.

Your brain turns to mush at the new image, your thoughts turning into a mess as your face heats up even more.

It’s a selfie of her laying on her bed, a loose black shirt that hugged her in the right places and raised just high enough to let you see her slim tummy and just tantalizing enough to leave whatever was lower to your wild imagination and her wide hips hugged nicelly by a pair of gray shorts that stuck to her figure.

God that is so unfair and she knows it!!

‘Well, I’ll be waiting my little treasure~’

She even dares to use the nickname she had for you before sending you her new address, only a few minutes from here.

You push away your phone and use the sink to splash some water onto your face to try and fail to erase the raging blush on your face.

If it was anyone else you would laugh at their attempts but this is Yae Miko you’re talking about. Seeing her tonight would be a bad idea.

But your brain has already started to go over the moment you spent together. The monet at school where you would sit together and chat as you waited for class to start. The little dates after school to small restaurants or even just for coffee where she would hold your hand, her delicate and perfectly manicured fingers interlaced with yours.

Seeing her tonight would be a bad idea.

The nights you would spend together either talking to each other or just enjoying the other's presence until the sun rose. The way she would rest her head on your shoulder, humming out a tune on the bus ride to school.

Seeing her tonight would be a bad idea…

The way her hands would touch you so softly as if you were something precious or holy and she’d call you her treasure. The intimate and soft smiles that she would save only for you.

Seeing her tonight would be a bad idea… right?

You glance again at your phone…

…

You walk out of the bathroom and back to your table. “Well, I think I am done for the night, so I’ll be going to sleep now.” Lumine booed but couldn’t do much with a sleeping Amber on her shoulder.

You leave your part of the bill on the table and go for the door.

“You’re not planning to go meet her, are you?” You stop at Aether’s voice,worried that he might have figured you out. This guy can be really dense in most big situations but annoyingly perceptive to the smallest things.

“N-no?” Oh you blew it! Why did you say it as a question!!

Aether stares at you for a few seconds before he hiccups and his face turns slightly red, the alcohol taking over once more. “Alright, good night Y/N.”

You let out a sigh of relief as you leave the bar and wave a taxi, you think about it for a second before giving him the directions that Miko gave you.

It’s fine, it’s fine. You are just going to… talk! Yeah, talk. You are just going to reconnect, maybe be friends…

God what a bad lie…

And suddenly, even in the dark of the night, you spot her.

The same pink hair, black shirt and shorts that she had in the picture she sent you. And she’s nervous.

After such a long time you still have her mannerisms memorized. The way she picks at her nails would seem like she’s bored but you know she’s tense, her body rigid and an arm wrapped around herself in comfort.

Her eyes immediately lock onto the taxi, her eyes wide and expecting. The moment you step out her face brightens like a little kid on Christmas, her eyes sparkling as if she just looked at the brightest star in the sky. That’s not the way you would usually look at your ex right?

But you aren’t any better, your heart threatening to jump out of your chest at the mere sight of her.

“Hello, my treasure~” And that does it, like the last nail in the coffin.

You said you were going to sleep but never specified where so… under her sheets should be fine, right?

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #yae miko #yae miko x reader

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noa-de-cajou · 1 month ago

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Idalia and Zuza belong to @soupedepates and Louis (mentioned) to @corneille-but-not-the-author

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Aïcha dumped me.

I kinda felt it coming, to be honest. As soon as she asked me to meet up after class. We sat down in our usual café, and she told me she didn’t feel like this was gonna work out, that we were probably better off as friends, the usual breakup speech.

We lasted, what, two months? A month and a half? Longer than most of my previous relationships. We’re both aiming for an history degree and we bonded on a shared project about political relationships between muslims and christians. The only arguments we’ve ever had were about which period we were going to make that damned presentation on.

I’m sort of relieved, as usual. Maybe I'm a bit of an asshole for that, but the more it went on, the more awkward it got. At least she didn’t throw a fit, she didn’t storm out. We actually hung out after agreeing to stay friends and talked about french presidents and showed each other memes and it felt nice.

But now she went home, and I feel weird for some reason. I should be glad that I didn’t get any drink thrown at me for my lack of tears or that she didn't block me, but some of the stuff she said just won't leave my head.

I take out my phone. 5pm. Milosz is still in class. I don't want to go home yet if it's just to sit in an empty living room feeling bad about myself.

He doesn't even know I was dating someone. No one knows. Mid-september to mid-november and I didn’t tell anyone. I'm not like the rest of them, I don't like talking about my dating issues. They can ramble about their relationships all they want, but I’d rather keep mine private. I don’t owe them to anyone. I’ve seen what can happen to people who are careless enough to make everyone know about it.

The screaming and the broken arm and the hospital and the tears and the

Yeah. Anyway.

I’d much rather sit and listen to Bazyli’s misadventures with Kaspar, seeing Milosz pine or Bronya being all touchy-feely with Louis.

Or maybe you're ashamed.

…

I feel worse.

I open the family group chat. Andrzej is spamming it with deepfried memes again. There’s talks about Kamil’s upcoming birthday. Tobiasz sends pictures of him with his girlfriend, it's probably the universe giving me the middle finger. But apart from that, nothing of note. Nothing for me to fix or help with.

I need to be needed somewhere. Anywhere.

There has to be somewhere I'm needed…

Suddenly I remember Milosz saying something about forgetting his sweater at Zuza’s last time he came to help rearrange furniture. Every time I need an airhead, I can always count on him.

I text Zuza to ask if I can come by to pick it up. She replies quickly, “no problem”, and the weight on my chest eases a little.

I take the bus to the apartment complex, dial the code, ring the bell. Familiar gestures, almost automatic, comforting.

The door opens.

It’s not Zuza.

It’s her girlfriend, only wearing jeans and a sports bra, she's barefoot, how, it's cold as fuck today, her ginger hair going all over the place, and a beer in hand.

“Well, if it isn’t Streetlamp.”

Wow, another joke about my height, how creative.

“I have a name, Idalia.”

“I forgot it.”

“It’s-”

“I know your name, kid. Learn how to take a joke, will ya?”

I don’t like Idalia.

I don't like how she walks around Zuza’s apartment like she owns the place. I don’t like how she lays flat on the couch with her feet hanging. I don't like how she leaves her empty cans everywhere (and not just cans of alcohol, coke, lemonade, protein shakes??). I don't like her son, but nobody does. I don’t like her attitude towards me, like I'm some brat, even though I'm an adult and she’s only seven years older than me. I don’t like how loud she is. Anyways, I don't like Idalia.

“So, watcha here for?”

“Picking up Milosz’ sweater. He forgot it.”

“Oh yeah, that. Zuza washed it. It's on the chair.”

“Thanks.”

I go and pick up the sweater. It would be too short and large on me but it’s the perfect size for Milosz. It’s old, stained, falling apart a little. At least it smells clean, blessed be Zuza.

I can feel Idalia’s stare on me and it makes me uncomfortable. It's time for a painful attempt at small talk.

“It’s weirdly quiet today. Where's Dmitry?”

“Eh, he's at Tekla’s this week. You don't know how good it feels to be able to take a piss without a mini you attached at your leg.”

“As a matter of fact, I do.”

She raises an eyebrow, I groan as I fold the sweater.

“I have six brothers. The youngest is in middle school. Took care of them a bunch.”

It used to be seven.

“Ah yeah, I get that.”

I know. I know your family, my older brother went to school with yours. I know we had similar lives. Similar dads. Similar moms.

Shit, pure shit, all of it.

“I don’t have to do that anymore, thank the fucking gods!”

I grit my teeth.

Do you know how fucking lucky you are to be able to see all your brothers at any time

No you don’t, of course not

We're the exact same so why are you so fucking

Lazy

Irresponsible

Careless

You uncaring bit-

“... You good, kid?”

I let out a heavy breath. I open my backpack and try to make the sweater fit.

“Yeah.”

Idalia takes a loud sip of her beer. It makes me want to shove it in her face.

“I think I saw your brother, recently. The oldest, I mean.”

“Lucjan?”

“Yeah. Nice dude.”

Lucjan did tell me that he met her. He’s still friend with one of her brothers, I think. The Adamski and the Lupsowiec were always the problem children. Forges bonds, I guess.

He was surprised when he met Idalia again. She wasn't a girl when he knew her, apparently. He says she looks happier now.

She’s fucking loud about it

I envy her

I couldn't voice anything if I tried

I don't know how to tell anyone what I want

Even less what I am

“You're doing that face again. What’s wrong, Streetlamp? Got dumped or something?”

I freeze. She blinks, goes back into sitting position.

“Wait, for real?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“How come Zuza didn’t know? She knows everything about the dating shit in your little crew.”

“I didn’t tell her.”

Precisely because she repeats everything to you.

“What happened?”

“Nothing. It just didn’t work out. She said we were better off as friends and I think she’s right.”

That's not the only thing she said.

“You know, Simowiet, maybe you should do a little… self-reflection, or something. About yourself, I mean.”

I don't know what she means by that. I know I'm unlucky when it comes to dating. I've come to terms with it. It’s fine.

Maybe you just can’t love anyone properly.

I zip up my backpack. Idalia looks confused.

“Hold up, “she”?”

“Yeah, she. Her name’s Aïcha. Is there a problem?”

“No, but uh, I thought that you…”

“That I what?”

“Well… You know.”

No. I don’t know. That’s what irks me. That, and her eyes full of insinuations that I don't understand. She shrugs.

“Welp. Maybe you should stop trying to date girls.”

…

That's the most unsollicited piece of advice I've ever received and I live with Milosz.

“Thanks for the encouragement,” I reply dryly, “But I don't think you're the person to tell me that.”

“Why? It’s serious between Zuza and me!”

I know.

I just can't figure out why.

You're mean

Violent

Childish

Needy

No better than both our fathers

And yet Zuza’s still with you and I don’t get it because I'm not like you I'm nothing like you I'm nothing like him and yet it's working out

Why is it working out for you

and

never

for

Even though you’re a shitty person

…

Maybe

I'm

shittier

“Hey, it’s hard, I get it. You can sit down and talk if you wanna.”

“I don't want to talk to you of all people.”

… I said it out loud. She's looking at me. Her face twists into a snarl.

“Oh yeah? Why not, kid ?”

Don’t you dare

Call me that

In that tone

You're not my parent

You can’t even raise one kid right

“Because you're a fucking-”

Failure

And yet

The door opens. Zuza is looking at us with a raised eyebrow. Idalia doesn't let her talk.

“Zuza, tell your kid that yelling at me ain’t gonna fix his life.”

My cheeks are burning. Zuza looks even more confused.

“Did you yell at her, Simowiet? Did she provoke you?”

Idalia looks outraged at the suggestion.

“No I didn’t!”

I take a sharp inhale, bite the inside of my cheek.

Keep your cool

Everything is fine

You're fine.

“I’m just tired. Sorry, Idalia.”

Apologizing to her makes me want to puke, especially with how smug she looks. Zuza isn’t reading the room at all, which is probably for the better.

“Alright. Do you wanna stay for dinner?”

“No, I was just leaving.”

I don't want your fucking pity

“Thanks for washing the sweater, and I'm sorry Milosz keeps forgetting stuff here.”

“It’s no problem. I’d rather have that than Bazya stealing my stuff, you know.”

“Right.”

Because Bazyli is the only thing that keeps this whole arrangement together at this point

Maybe even our friend group

We’re always the leeches

I’ve always been the leech.

The thoughts are getting meaner. I need to leave.

“I really should go.”

“Sure, I won’t keep you. You're always welcome here, Simowiet, you know that?”

As if.

“Thanks. Bye, Zuza, Idalia.”

“See ya, Streetlamp! My offer still stands~”

I close the door like it’s the lid of my fucking coffin. It’s fine. I’m fine.

I take the way home, a notification rings in my pocket, you're needed, it's a text from Milosz.

“Hey, I'm on the way back from uni, is it okay if I bring Louis over? 🥺”

Louis. Just Louis? Not Bronya or Bazyli? That's unusual. I start to type a reply.

“Want me to leave you two alone?”

No. That's gonna make him uncomfortable.

“Why not bring the whole gang while you’re at it?”

No. Scratch that. I don't want an answer to that.

“I got dumped I'm not in the mood for guests”

… He’s just gonna be worried if I say that. He doesn't have to know.

“If you only need me to be your fucking housewife you could just say so”

What the fuck. No. That's Milosz. He’s my friend. My best friend. Why am I being so mean?

I hear Idalia’s laugh, “yelling at me ain't gonna fix your life”, how ironic coming from her.

“I don’t know. I was just hoping I could get some quiet tonight. Or talk to you. I had a rough day”

… Rough day. I just got dumped, it's not the end of the world.

Stop being so fucking whiny, Simowiet, get it together.

I stare at the text. I start typing again, slowly.

“Sure, no problem.”

And sent. Maybe the period at the end was a little too dry? Oh, fuck it, what’s done is done. The reply arrives quickly anyway.

“Yay! I’ll make dinner for us then! Thanks Sim you're the best 💖”

I smile. A little. He's adorable as always. And his cooking is good.

And you’re a hypocrite.

I put the phone back in my pocket and start walking again. Towards home, I guess. My home that doesn’t feel much like mine anymore.

Aïcha’s face comes back to my mind. Her hand resting gently on mine. Compassionate.

"Maybe you should do some self-reflection, Simowiet. About yourself, I mean."

And

"I’m worried about you, you know."

There’s nothing to worry about. I’m fine.

It’s just not my day.

#noa writes stuff #modern au #lysara #simowiet content hellooo #for once idalia isn't really the problem #Aïcha and Idalia saw Simowiet and they both went 🤨🏳️‍🌈❓#he's completely unaware he's gay your honor #it's drama #they all need therapy especially him

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golbrocklovely · 9 months ago

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hiii im drunk hello well not rly drunk just yet but i will be in like 29 minutes

Anyway

snc asking for volunteers looool babes you get millions of views, own property, fly first class, and colbt admitted to spending 10k in one month on clothes. id happily mod for them bc im not in the fandom just happily observing but pay me fellazzz AND give me a hoodie every merch drop thanksss

Im not on xplrclub but dude it sounds so frustrating it sounds like its full of children. likw how embarrassing to dicuss someones peepee and then what if they pipe in and go uhhhh excuse me??? bro EMBARRASSINGGF and gross

- aussie anon

hey aussie anon, i hope you had fun drunk haha

the one thing i have to say tho, even tho i agree with your whole ask, is that snc don't actually fly first class most times, at least from what they have told us. they said the only time they really do that is if they are travelling overseas on a long flight. so for australia… they probably will lol

the only way i would mod for free is if they let me be on the site for free. comp the money i would be spending on there and maybe i would be okay with watching an insufferable chat full of ppl i blocked on twitter and insta.

look old xplrclub had it's issue, mostly bc the app would crash all the time, it couldn't handle having ppl spam in chat during livestreams, and it would just be kinda laggy overall. also, my main gripe, there was no tagging system so if you wanted to see a video, even from a month ago, you would have to scroll and scroll to find it. now times that by the fact they've been on there since 2021. so a lot of videos are basically lost to the test of time lol

but this one… it's definitely better. it has a tagging system. the members feed where ppl can post stuff is kinda nice (but also deeply concerning how many ppl trauma dump and then beg snc to say hi to them in the same sentence) and the content itself is good. but this chat is just not necessary and will cause so many more issues later down the line, i just know it.

and the chat talking about snc's dicks like that is very concerning. look, i get it, we're all human, and sometimes that means having sexual conversations. you wanna do that in dms with another friend of yours, go right ahead. but doing it in a PUBLIC CHAT where SNC CAN SEE YOU is…. very odd behavior. i think some forget that snc see what they post.

or it probably ties back to all of these ppl thinking "well i pay $19 a month, i can talk about whatever" / so many ppl thinking they own snc in some way, shape, or form so there should be no issue for them to objectify them and sexualize them. these fans don't see them as ppl, just characters in a tv show. so that's why they can talk about them any way they want to.

#ask #personal #sam and colby

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ronancecore · 6 months ago

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Story time

uhmm just sharing, it's rare for me to watch uhh Sci-fi genre or super hero stuffs. I'm more into romance type of person. But then I had a conversation with someone on this app(i don't want to mention the app because I don't if she's on tumblr, she might see this post haha I hope this post doesn't blew up.) it started with an anonymous love confession, not in the creepy way confession because I posted a link about where you can confess everything. If you know 'Sayout' you will understand, so it intended that I will receive tons of anonymous messages from someone. But after that she confessed by directly messaging me. (our story is like a fanfiction plot. I don't want to share it haha it's too obvious.) The two of us talk a lot, she's kind of out of my league, prolly having a different interest in life. She recommended stranger things to me, she said to me that I should watch it because I will probably like it. Before I watch ST, I know already Robin because of her famous meme, also that one scene Max levitating in the air in s4. It's all over my news feed. Speaking of robin she have Robin vibes I dunno whyy huhu.

Other than that, she likes superhero themes, she's a fan of marvel movies and likes(prolly loves spider man because of her uhh dump account on Instagram.) speaking of ig, she posted several post that she's on movie theater, she wants me to go watch with her! She get excited when she's having a story time mostly of her favorite shows. I swear, I never talk alot in personal so I don't know how to reply😭✋and she always make the first move of the convo. yeah we didn't end up cause I don't know why, we end up in that situation:D maybe is not a match. so basically we both decided to be friends, we're both busy in school works because that time we're uhh graduating student. Out of the blue the conversation stopped. My last convo with her was on her birthday, then we never talked again but before graduating we saw each other often in school grounds were school-mates. In the end I gather some my memories all together before the two of us have a conversation. Then we actually always cross each other path in hallways in the past! also her friends have a connection to my friends but we're not close enough that time to talk. Not until that anonymous confession thing happened.

After that I watch everything she recommended but I never chat with her again cause everything has change, not the same anymore it's been 2 years. Maybe if this is a fanfiction, I have a chance but this is real life, it's moreee way awkward if I chat again. I'm fine if she did the first move, it would been better to happen.

Then May last year someone message me in that link again, anonymously spammed me😭 with 'I miss you' and other stuff like that.

And then someone message me again in November. it's a birthday greeting. Sayout have a reply button in this year, so I can reply to any messages then I ask if that person message me 8 months ago then it said 'yes'. I know it's same person because of used of emoji and writing style, It's always the same and have a code on it but Somehow, doesn't ring the bell. But my other flings I block them haha because of how bad they treated me. This person the subject on this post is the only one I never block in my accounts, so she can see the link attached in my profile.

Yeah who knows? but I never suspect things. I guess i just overthinking everything.

I dunno why I shared this but yeahh, I guess the two of us should probably talk more.

#wlw #lesbian #queer #true story #original story #my thoughts #sapphic #true to life #spiderman #marvel #stranger things #homosexual #robin buckley

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daidonzo · 2 years ago

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Stumbled Beginnings:

Chapter 1 - Dinner and Diatribes

Prologue

Co-written with @spacewitchqueen ♡

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Andrómeda García hated her own name. She never told it to anybody, unless they specifically asked for it. And, even if they did, it was quickly followed by ‘but you can call me Andro’, which was not any better because it made her sound like a humanoid robot, but at least it was easier to remember. What were they thinking, her parents, naming her after a constellation?

It had already been a few days since she had gone with her friends to that karaoke bar, and had given her number to the good-looking military guy who sang ABBA. He hadn’t called. Or texted. The first day, she had been waiting by the phone, looking excitedly at the screen every time it rang, hoping it was him. Then… She kind of had forgotten about it. If he hadn’t got in contact yet, he probably wouldn’t do it. It was fine, there were plenty of fish in the sea.

That’s why she was so surprised when she heard her phone’s ringtone and, after getting it out of the back pocket of her jeans, saw she didn’t have the number of whoever was calling in her contacts. Maybe spam? She was walking her dog, a huge rottweiler named Goliath, who had just decided to stop and sniff the corner of a building, where probably many other canines had gone to the toilet. This would take some time, then. She answered.

‘Hi, Andrómeda here.’

How she hated saying that.

‘Ah. That’s your name then.’

She frowned, slightly. She didn’t recognize the voice.

‘Yes, and you are…? Sorry, I don’t have your number registered.’

‘It’s Aguni. From the… Karaoke bar?’

The frown became a lopsided smile.

‘Ah, yes! Of course, sorry. How have you been?’

Goliath used the fact that they had stopped to go to the bathroom himself. Number two. She raised her eyebrows at him, mouthing ‘Are you serious, right now?’ and cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder, getting a plastic bag out of her jacket and squatting to pick up the surprise.

‘Good, good. I’m calling you so that you also have my number.’

‘Great, thanks!’

Was that it? Really? Andrómeda was holding Goliath’s leash with one hand, a plastic bag full of poop with the other and the phone with her shoulder as well as she could. She had seen jugglers doing less than what she was doing. And all so that she could also get his number?

Her playful smile reappeared. Maybe he just needed a little push and she had never been shy a day in her life.

‘So…’ She started, filling the silence. ‘Would you want to go get dinner? Maybe have a couple of drinks after? Tonight?’

She stood up and moved towards a trash can, dumping her dog’s excrements in there. She went back to holding the phone normally, with her hand, against her ear, stretching her neck first to one side, then to the other, until she heard a cracking sound. Then she kept walking.

‘Yes, I would like that.’

‘Perfect! Do you want me to choose the place? Is there anything in particular you want to eat or…?’

‘I don’t mind. My friend is allergic to tree nuts, though.’

‘Your friend?’ She pressed her lips together, trying hard not to laugh, not knowing if he was serious or not but finding the situation quite funny. She was asking him out on a date about a minute ago and he had already invited his friend.

‘Yes, Takeru. I think maybe you saw him in the karaoke bar.’

‘Ah, yes, I remember now.’ Also a handsome man, but not really her type. ‘Mind if I bring a friend of my own, then?’

But she had already put Aguni on speaker and was going through her contacts, trying to find someone who would agree to this travesty. She found nobody. Maybe someone who owed her a favor, then?

Andrómeda smiled, having thought of somebody already. She scrolled back to her Favorite contacts, clicking on her best friend’s name. She was already writing a text when Aguni replied. ‘Yes, of course.’

‘Hi Airi, do you remember how you owed me a favor because of that thing I did for you? It’s time to pay your debts. Feel like going on a double date with me, the guy I’m interested in and his friend? :D’ The text read.

‘Perfect! It’s a double date then. I’ll text you the details. Byeeeee.’ She made sure to pronounce the words ‘double date’ as clearly as she could and to pause before and after them. She wanted him to have no doubts about this whole thing.

She smiled to herself, slightly confused, but also entertained by this whole situation and kept walking Goliath.

Aguni hung up the phone. It had gone well, in his opinion. He was going to see Andrómeda, now he knew her name, that same evening. So he had secured a date. Way better than Takeru had thought.

He called his friend.

‘Hello, tiger, how did it go with your girl?’

‘Her name’s Andrómeda.’

‘Exotic, interesting. Loving it. Did you ask her out?’

‘Actually, she did. She asked me to go to dinner.’

‘Fierce.’

He heard the sound of a notification - a text message from Andrómeda. There was an address of a restaurant and some text accompanying it. ‘Is 8 pm good for you?’

‘Yeah, we are meeting at 8 pm. Does it work for you?’

‘What do you mean for me?’ Takeru asked, the tone of his voice revealing surprise.

‘I told her I was bringing you.’

His friend burst into laughter.

‘Unbelievable,’ he said, after he calmed down. ‘Why did you do that?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I think she wanted to meet just the two of you, man.’

Aguni hadn’t even considered that possibility, but now… He shrugged. There was nothing to be done about it.

‘Well, she didn’t seem to mind. She said something about a double date.’

‘So I have to go on a date too?’

‘So it seems.’

It was a busy day for Airi, she’d been rushing all morning and had barely had the chance to look at her phone. She had half a dozen texts when she finally took a break. One of them caught her attention. Airi reread it just to make sure she was not misunderstanding.

‘A double date? Oh, Andi.’ Airi sighed but started texting her friend back, she knew she couldn’t refuse her that small favor, Andrómeda had been there for her when she had needed someone and Airi was glad to hear she was interested in a guy, whoever it was. How bad could it be? ‘I’ll be there, text me the details.’

Later that day, Airi was having second thoughts. She was tired after a long day at work and wasn’t feeling particularly social. She thought about backing out of the deal but she felt bad, she had already bailed out on the karaoke bar a few nights ago, she could not possibly cancel again.

‘I just have to do it this one time.’ Airi reasoned with herself as she changed into a dress. She would have worn her usual black but she knew Andrómeda would roll her eyes and say something like ‘too gloomy for a first date’ so she settled for a light pink dress but she added an extra coat of the blackest mascara she owned to her lashes, for balance.

Airi arrived at the restaurant five minutes before the agreed time.

‘Good evening. Do you have a reservation?’ the hostess asked, smiling brightly.

‘Hi, yes. Ah, it should be in Andrómeda García’s name.’

The hostess checked her list and nodded. ‘This way, please.’

As she walked to the table Airi felt something very much like nerves somewhere in the pit of her stomach. She hadn’t been on a date in a few months, much less a blind date. What if the guy was unpleasant? What if he was boring? It’s not your date , she reminded herself. You’re here so your friend can hang out with the guy she likes… who apparently can’t come on a date alone .

Airi greeted her friend with a hug, she was alone at the table, the guys hadn’t arrived yet. Good, she was hoping she’d have some time to talk to Andro about them.

‘So, what’s the deal with this guy you like, what’s his name and why does he need a chaperone?’ Airi asked her friend.

‘Honestly? I don’t know.’ Andrómeda shrugged, lips pursed. ‘His name’s Aguni, he’s part of the military. So you know, exactly what I like - big, rough, strong.’ She lifted both her arms, flexing her biceps to make her point. ‘We met in the karaoke bar, he called me today, and didn’t ask me out, so I did. I was asking him if he had any preferences regarding the restaurant and that’s when he told me his friend is allergic to… seafood? Nuts? Something like that.’ She kept gesturing with her hands as she spoke, a spark of amusement in her eyes as if she found this whole thing funny. ‘To be honest, he was not very forward before either. Maybe he hasn’t dated in a while and needs emotional support, and instead of getting a dog, he gets this Takeru friend of his. But it’s cool! Maybe you could take him to the bar after dinner so that we can be alone for a little bit?’

Their conversation was interrupted when two men approached their table, they stood up to meet them. Going by Andrómeda’s description, Airi recognized the man with the military haircut as Aguni. So the other man, the one with long hair and a carefree attitude must be his friend, Takeru. Airi had to admit he was handsome.

Aguni greeted them politely. He seemed reserved but he looked truly pleased to see Andrómeda. Airi liked that.

‘What’s with the formality?’ Takeru asked. Airi was shocked when Takeru pulled Andrómeda and her into a hug, as if they had known each other for ages.

Here we go, Airi thought as she sat down. It was going to be an interesting night.

Andrómeda had been in the middle of her monologue, trying to summarize to Airi everything that had happened with Aguni in around thirty seconds, like an elevator pitch, when the guys came in.

She stood up, just a tad bit uncomfortable in the skin-tight very-itchy golden dress she was wearing to greet both of them. Especially Aguni, who looked even better than the night they had met.

‘Andrómeda, right? Is that the correct pronunciation?’

She cringed at the mention of her own name. ‘It is, but ditch it. We can go by Andro, Andi, Meda… Whatever you want. It’s a constellation, one of the biggest ones… My parents are hippies.’

‘It’s beautiful. It suits you.’

The evening might not be a total loss. She thought to herself, smiling and biting her lower lip at the same time. Din, din, din, he had just scored so many points. She was about to reply when Takeru pulled her and Airi into a hug, which she awkwardly returned, looking at Aguni with a face that she hoped meant ‘Is he always like this!?’. The military man just nodded almost imperceptibly and chuckled.

Andrómeda looked at her friend, knowing she was more of an introvert. She gave her a quick, apologetic, thankful smile while sitting down next to Aguni. She was now in her debt, forever and always.

‘So, girls.’ Takeru clapped, attracting their attention. He was very… Energetic, to say the least. Andrómeda wished her and Airi would have a telepathic channel just to know what she was thinking at this particular moment. ‘Let’s start off with the easy questions. What do you do?’

Andrómeda leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table and steepling her fingers before her. ‘What do you think I do?’ She gave a playful smile, but went back to her original position within a few seconds. ‘I am a kindergarten teacher.’

She watched Aguni’s reaction from the corner of her eye. He seemed to like that. Seems like she also had scored some points.

Airi was still processing Andi’s casual suggestion to ask Takeru to go get a drink at the bar, feeling like another one of their friends would have been a better fit for the task, maybe Kuina, but even though she felt slightly out of place, some part of her was glad she was the one here. Andrómeda’s voice brought Airi out of her reverie just in time to say what she did. ‘I am a makeup artist.’

‘It shows.’ Takeru winked.

‘Thanks?’ Airi said, unsure if he was serious or not. She looked at Andrómeda for help, luckily she understood the cue and turned towards Aguni.

‘I know you are part of the JSDF.’ She looked Aguni in the eye. Showing him she remembered what he had said in the karaoke bar was also a way to let him know she was very interested, right? ‘So the only unknown is you.’ She pointed towards Takeru, who laughed.

‘I am a hatter.’ That was really not the answer Andrómeda was expecting, and it was reflected on her expression. He laughed again, harder this time. ‘I used to run a club in Tokyo, but when my father passed away, I took care of the family business.’

That did make more sense. It did suit him a lot better.

A waiter came by with a notepad and a pen, to ask if they wanted anything to drink.

Andrómeda opened her mouth, and was about to answer, but then thought better. She moved her body so that it faced Aguni. ‘Hm, it depends. Are you going to take me home tonight?’ She asked straightaway, apparently serious, but anyone who knew her enough could see the way the edges of her lips curved, if only slightly. ‘I don’t mean your house, I mean if you could drop me at mine, of course,’ she added, innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.

Aguni did look taken aback for a second, but had a quick recovery. ‘Of course.’

‘Then a glass of red wine, please,’ She told the server, flashing them a brilliant smile.

‘Bring the bottle,’ Takeru said, and now it was Andrómeda’s time to laugh. A man after my own heart.

She was trying hard to divide her attention between Airi, hoping she would not be too uncomfortable or better yet, that Takeru would not make her too uncomfortable and Aguni, who she was just swooning over, but she wouldn’t admit it. Not just yet.

While they were checking the menu, he asked her more about her life, her work, her hippie parents, Goliath, her home country - which he was surprised to find was basically Japan, because she had lived here since she was three years old - and her tastes in music, movies, food, hobbies and everything in between. She answered all of his questions, but had some of her own. And while the exchange of information was not a hundred percent equal, him being more reserved than her, she didn’t mind. She was not in a rush to discover everything about him and the secrecy, for now, kept her very interested.

The conversation slowed down while they ate. Airi was happy to see Aguni and Andrómeda appeared to be very much into each other already. Good, it meant that they would not need a similar arrangement for their next date.

She was glad about that, right? Takeru was attractive and had a very interesting vibe about him, like one of those people who just get up one day and decide to move to another country, that sort of spontaneity, but would she really like to see him again, to date him? And that’s when Airi realized he was there to support Aguni, just as she was doing for Andi, it didn’t mean he wanted a date. For all she knew Takeru had a girlfriend, a boyfriend, maybe he was married?

‘Penny for your thoughts?’ Takeru asked, refilling Airi’s wine glass. ‘Say when.’

‘When,’ Airi said, taking her glass and thanking him with a nod. ‘I was just thinking—’

‘About me, obviously,’ Takeru interrupted her.

Airi would have laughed it off but the comment caught her by surprise, and since she had actually been thinking about him she couldn’t come up with a witty reply as fast as she would usually have. ‘Don’t flatter yourself, Takeru.’ Airi shook her head. ‘I was just trying to picture both of you at the karaoke. I don’t believe Andi told me how you did?’

‘We were magnificent, of course,’ Takeru replied.

‘Ah, and he’s modest as well, charming,’ Airi ribbed.

‘Modesty is overrated, we were really good. How do you think your pretty friend noticed my unassuming man?’ Everyone laughed.

The waiter came back to ask if anyone wanted dessert. Both men declined but Airi and Andi’s eyes lit up and decided to share a slice of chocolate cake. The guys were talking about their day, finishing the last of the wine. Andrómeda looked at Airi and mouthed the word ‘bar’, pushing the last piece of cake towards her as a peace offering. Airi rolled her eyes but nodded.

Airi turned towards Takeru. ‘Do you want to get another drink, fruity cocktail maybe?’ she asked him, trying to sound as natural as she could, and why was she suddenly nervous?

‘Lead the way.’ Takeru stood up at once, bowing to Aguni and Andrómeda and helping Airi push her chair back.

Andrómeda feigned surprise when Airi asked Takeru to get a drink at the bar and they both stood up from the table. But it seemed Aguni had been paying more attention to her than she had thought, because he could already recognize the mischievous spark suddenly appearing in her dark eyes.

‘Was this your idea?’

‘My idea?’ She shook her hand, as if that thought was smoke lingering in the air and she wanted to dissipate it quickly. ‘Not at all.’

But her grin and the way she looked at him told a different answer.

He simply chuckled, and then turned serious for a moment.

‘Actually, I wanted to apologize. When you asked me to go to dinner I didn’t really think it through. I just assumed you meant with friends, as friends.’

She raised one eyebrow. She wasn’t expecting that.

‘Aguni…’ She was already pronouncing his name as if it was an incantation by a very powerful wizard. Almost with reverence. She liked the guy more than she had thought at the beginning. What was this tingling sensation? Oh, she was about to grab the glass of water and throw it to her own face. They were not teenagers any longer, but she was feeling butterflies. ‘Don’t worry about it, really.’ She patted him on the arm, reassuringly, but let her fingers rest there a few moments longer. She almost forced herself to take them away. ‘Plus, look at it this way. This is something that has never happened to me. It’s new, it keeps me interested.’

His smile left Andrómeda feeling like she needed some extra air. She grabbed her glass of wine and swallowed the remnants. Suddenly her tight dress felt like a boa constricting and suffocating its prey.

She kept talking, only then. ‘But I don’t want to be friends. Unless that is the only thing you want, of course.’

There it was. The cards were now on the table.

And she felt nervous, which was not something she was really used to.

‘No, it’s not the only thing I want.’

Andrómeda had to stop herself from doing a little celebratory dance.

Instead, she opted for smiling, like a normal person.

‘Good.’

Fuck, Airi. She suddenly thought. She, very reluctantly, took her eyes off of Aguni’s and stood up so that she could see the bar area over the heads of the people dining. She thought she saw them talking while having a drink, but couldn’t really be sure. After all, she was not wearing contacts and she was slightly nearsighted. She sat back down.

‘Do you think we need to go save them?’

Aguni lifted his shoulders. ‘I think Takeru likes her.’

He, very casually, moved his hand towards hers, which laid on top of the table, so that they would come in contact.

‘I’m worried about whether she likes him,’ she emphasized.

But their hands felt good together and those two would be okay for five more minutes.

Right?

There were just a few other people at the bar: a man in a business suit, clearly having a drink before going home; and a couple of lovebirds, so into each other they hadn’t even touched their drinks.

‘I’ll have what they’re having,’ Takeru said, louder than Airi would have liked. She felt her cheeks turning red. The fact that Takeru took her hand to help her get onto the barstool did not help with the blushing. He sat next to her, their knees touching.

The bartender approached them. ‘What can I get you?’

‘Vodka ginger ale,’ Airi said, glad that her voice was steadier than she felt.

‘Vodka soda splash,’ Takeru said at the same time. ‘Aha! Vodka! Flawless taste.’

Airi smiled. ‘Likewise.’

‘Yeah, but we already knew that.’ He looked her up and down.

And Airi’s face was burning again. The bartender set two coasters down and placed their drinks in front of them. Airi grabbed her glass, drinking deeper than she intended. Takeru was still looking at her with an amused expression.

‘I think you should pace yourself, unless you’re trying to get me drunk.’ He winked and downed half his glass in one gulp.

‘Shouldn’t you pace yourself?’

‘Nah, Aguni’s the designated driver.’ Takeru shrugged. ‘So. Why did you want to get me alone?’

‘What?’ Airi asked, taken aback.

‘That’s why you suggested coming to the bar, right?’

‘No? Andrómeda wanted to have some time with Aguni, I thought you’d—’

‘Relax, I got it.’ Takeru interrupted her, throwing his head back and laughing. ‘Still, glad you asked. Now, we could sit quietly with our drinks, but since we’re here, we might as well talk.’

Airi dug her nails into her palms to stop herself from grinning like a silly girl. He had a point. Just because this wasn’t a date for the two of them, it didn’t mean she couldn’t ask him about himself, right? What did she want to know? ‘How was it like, running a club?’ Airi asked the first question that popped into her mind.

‘Not as fancy as it’s cracked up to be.’

‘Oh, right.’ Airi snorted. ‘I’m sure you didn’t get to party at all, and I’m also sure you don’t have any fun stories.’

Takeru laughed out loud. ‘There was some of that, sure. But it was also a lot of bookkeeping and boring administrative stuff.’

‘But you still liked it, right? Don’t you miss it?’ Airi propped her elbow on the bar and rested her face on her hand.

‘Sometimes,’ Takeru admitted. ‘I have thought about trying it again. Opening a club, maybe with a beach theme. There would be a dress code, of course, everyone has to wear beach-appropriate clothes.’

‘I can’t tell if you’re joking or not.’ Airi’s shoulders shook with laughter. ‘But you’re funny, I’ll give you that.’

‘Girls love a good sense of humor.’

‘And there’s that modesty again, you’re quite the catch.’ Airi was joking, but she could imagine him to be a bit of a ladies’ man. Or maybe not just a bit?

‘Not that anyone has managed to catch me,’ Takeru said proudly.

And there it was. To Airi that meant he wasn’t interested in dating her. Her phone buzzed giving her an excuse to look away from him. ‘I see. Well, I think it’s time to go.’

‘My little brother’s name is Hércules and my sister’s Cassiopeia.’

‘Your parents were really committed to the names.’

‘Indeed.’ Andrómeda laughed, her fingers now intertwined with Aguni’s.

It had been a long time since she was this comfortable with someone.

She almost didn’t want the date to end, which was surprising. Usually she would pretend to go to the toilet and then run away before even ordering any starters. But with Aguni… Well, it was different. She was not in love, and she was not dumb enough to believe he was either. But he was a safe place. He listened to her. He treated her with respect. And, on top of everything, he was easy on the eyes. It was a nice change.

‘Is there anything else I need to know?’

‘Before our next date that you are going to be the one planning?’ They had come to that agreement a few minutes ago. Andrómeda had no doubt that Takeru would be involved in the organization somehow - maybe even in the date itself, but she didn’t say anything. ‘Hm… I love dancing.’

‘You do?’

‘Yes. Any type of dancing. I went to classes of literally everything when I was a kid: flamenco, ballet, urban, belly dancing… You name it, I have done it.’

‘Do you want to go dancing?’

‘When?’

‘Now?’

His smile was a catalyst for her own. She rubbed her chin, thinking about it. Or pretending to think about it, because she already had the answer.

‘I’d love that.’

Her eyes moved towards the bar, narrowing them until they were nothing but two brown slits so that she was able to see a little bit better. ‘Should we tell…?’

‘I know Takeru will come if we ask him. We can also just dump him home and go just the two of us.’

Andrómeda pondered for a second what the best way to approach this was. She looked for her phone in her bag, hoping Airi wouldn’t have it on mute.

‘One sec,’ she said, letting go of Aguni’s hand reluctantly. But she didn’t want to just show up out of nowhere and tell her friend ‘hey, do you want to go dancing?’ and create an uncomfortable situation. She didn’t know whether she liked Takeru or found him an ass. So she texted her.

‘Airi, dancing now? Yes/no? Takeru in general? Yes/no?’ She wrote as fast as she could, adding a bunch of smiling emojis. Then she looked at Aguni.

‘I’m asking Airi before we actually go and ask them .’

‘You’re a good friend.’

‘Am I, really? Maybe Airi will murder me in my sleep tonight if she doesn’t like Takeru. No offense whatsoever towards him.’

‘None taken.’ She had already explained to him that Airi was more of an introvert, so Takeru and her were polar opposites. And yes, opposites attract, or so the saying went, but… ‘Maybe I’ll have to stay with you tonight to make sure that doesn’t happen.’

Andrómeda could have screamed at that, but she kept her composure. Her heart was hammering.

‘You don’t think my dog, who weighs forty-something kilograms and is considered potentially dangerous could protect me?’ She joked. Her internal monologue went something more like please stay, please stay, please stay, please stay, please stay…

‘Best to make sure.’

She checked her phone, trying to hide her blushing face and her idiot smile behind the device.

‘Let’s go, she already answered.’

Airi reread the text Andi had just sent her. She bit her lip thinking how best to reply. How could she say no to dancing? Andrómeda and her had always loved dancing, that’s how they had met, at a dance class a few years ago, and they had been good friends ever since. Airi looked over at the table, Andi and Aguni were smiling at each other. She knew she could call it a night and ask them to take her home, but if she had to be honest with herself, she wasn’t having a bad time. Sure, it had bummed her out to hear that Takeru might not be interested in going out with her after tonight but hell, they were already here and she had dressed up, it would be a shame to let that go to waste.

‘Dancing, YES! Takeru, complicated???’ Airi texted back. She knew Andi would ask her what all the question marks meant but she couldn’t very well explain that with him sitting inches away from her.

‘It’s rude to text someone else when you’re on a date,’ Takeru teased her.

Airi very much wanted to reply with ‘well it’s rude to tell someone you don’t want to date them when you’re on a date’ but she held her tongue. They were not on a date, she reminded herself, Aguni and Andi were. ‘Come on, let’s go. I think the plans have changed.’

‘There was a plan?’

‘Apparently. But we’re going dancing now.’ Airi jumped down from the barstool and cocked her head. ‘If you’re up for it.’

‘Is that a dare? Well, I’m an amazing dancer, just so you know.’

‘Oh, really?’ Airi looked at him, half amused, half incredulous.

‘I used to run a club, remember? Do you dance?’

‘Sometimes.’ Airi pressed her lips together, trying not to laugh.’It depends.’

‘On what?’

‘On finding the right partner.’ She reached into her purse to get her wallet but Takeru held her hand to stop her.

‘Drinks are on me.’

‘You don’t have to, I—’

‘You,’ he said, staring into her eyes. ‘You can buy me a drink at the dance club.’

Somehow Airi felt that was not what he was going to say but before she could ask he was steering her back towards their table.

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