#in a walmart parking lot bc i could NOT get in my car and thought i was going to snap the key off inside the hole. so

[leolaroot]

sent creampuff into the shop w my dad bc in the two years ive been driving her ive not been able to use my door locks and the other mechanic did the job and he just said. Well theyre a bit sticky but the locks work just fine. and sent it back without doing anything. Okay well then why did i send it in if youre just going to say "youre too weak just try harder lol" bro. unstick my locks.

[lunaryrs]

🎵 cora and sienna

team / lorde

call all the ladies out, they're in their finery. a hundred jewels on throats, a hundred jewels between teeth. now bring my boys in, their skin in craters like the moon. the moon we love like a brother while he glows through the room. dancing around the lies we tell, dancing around big eyes as well. even the comatose, they don't dance and tell.

this one representing the entire friend group... i think they're so early lorde coded because they're so small town punk bitch royalty, skateboard wheels on cracked asphalt, slurpees in the parking lot, the gaggle of them with bruised knees and scuffed converse feeling on top of the world cuz their little hole-in-the-wall bar doesn't look too hard at their fake IDs when its otherwise dead on tuesday nights.

youth / troye sivan what if we run away? what if we left today? ... what if we start to drive? what if we close our eyes? what if we're speeding through red lights into paradise? 'cause we've no time for getting old, mortal bodies, timeless souls. cross your fingers, here we go. ... my youth is yours.

ummm why do i need ot explain this one just read the words. no i'm kidding i had a whole thought out thing for this one but i prioritized writing out other ones and then jake called me in the middle of doing that and i forgot about everything and this whole meme went to shit and here we are. but i know that you have a big brain and honestly? even if you didn't this one is pretty self explanatory.

16 / sadie jean

your old room, these walls look different. nothing's new, just days and distance. and i'm freaked out the more i realize it's gone now, but sometimes i want to be 16 at the park, parked in your dad's car. ... best friends, wanna get drunk in a backyard. so cool hanging out in the backyard. girl talk, talk about boys like it's business. mom's mad, gotta get home this instant. 16, bittersweet.

bram is only a baby and all but fuck that guy for coming between them like this............ i don't know i just picture cora in that little apartment with the baby reminiscing on the youth that she had/should still have rly and seeing her friendship w sienna at the center of it all. reflecting on the passing of time and all that's been lost and gained. they're still in each other's lives they'll just never have that version of themselves back and i think cora wishes she recognized how good those moments were when she was in them

"slut!" / taylor swift

flamingo pink, sunrise boulevard. clink clink, being this young is art. aquamarine moonlit swimming pool. what if all i need is you? ... adorned with smoke on my clothes, lovelorn and nobody knows. love thorns all over this rose. ... but if i'm all dressed up, they might as well be looking at us. and if they call me a slut, you know it might be worth it for once.

my little lesbianism au... i love it because it conjures up images of like the neighborhood pools they'd hop the fence into, them attached by their pinkies floating side by side on tacky pool floats they got prior raiding walmart with full intent to trespass bc they knew someone was on vacation or whatever. i know i told you i never really had a reason for cora's general sense of discontent until i thought of this and everything kind of clicked. very clear on sienna being all she could ever need but hadn't considered it in the romantic sense and i couldn't unthink of it that way ever since. in terms again of the greater friend group given how a few of the guys treat mollie it's like ok... perhaps not the biggest leap to think there's some misogyny there, surely some criticism from the skeevier guys that would feel like yknow the hot girls in the friend group are obliged to them somehow (and of course being romantically involved w some of them already as well). so i like this idea that they have this sensual secret thing going on and just kind of weighing the pros and cons of being like fuck it lets abandon this charade

[laylaismine]

FRIENDS TO LOVERS PART 2

summary: you and Sam are best friends and have known each other since birth but y'all parted bc of your parents Sam found your socials and asked you to stay the night after talk to him for a while and you don't know your getting ready to meet his bsf since middle school maybe will become more friends with Colby.....?

WARNING: none^^

ENJOY POOKS

the next day you get up out of bed walking towards your bag with your shampoo and stuff to take a shower you walk to the bathroom next you your bedroom closing the door behind you locking it as you put your towel and shower stuff down, you turned on the shower to the coldest setting there was you undress and get into the shower your in the shower for about 30 minutes or more

Colby had woken up and changed into a black under shirt with black jeans and his rings his braclets and watch he walked out to the kitchen and started to make breakfast for everyone. you got out the shower changed into the clothes you brought with you into the bathroom drying your hair with the blow dryer and putting mascara on walking out of the bathroom with wet hair heading towards the kitched

"goodmorning Colby" I yawn as he says "goodmorning y/n I made us breakfast" he said as he placed plates on the table with food on them. "thank you do you think Sam is awake?" you say "he should be you can go check" he says you walk upstairs knocking on the door to his room softly "you awake Sam?" you heard a low "yeah" from him "well colby made breakfast' you said as you heard him coming towards the door peaking out "breakfast?" you giggle "yeah I'll meet you down there" you say laughing as you walked back down stairs sitting at the table as you ate you remembered last night when you and Colby cuddled

a soft smile appears on your fast as you think of it which made colby look over at you which sent butterflies in your stomach "what are you so smiley about?" he says in a low voice "oh nothing btw how did I get in my bed last night last thing I remember was falling asleep on the couch" you say "oh I carried you to your bed I hope you dony mind" he smiled softly finishing his food as you finished mine "oh no I didnt even know but thank you!" you smile his words made your stomach do flips you washed my dish "imma be in my room if you need me!" walking to your room

you put headphones on turning on music as you grabbed a book from your bag writing in it he knocks and then walks in seeing you writing walking closer to you as he takes your headphones of for a second so you could hear him "oh hey colby you need somthing"you say as he looks in your eyes for a second making your stomach do flips "I'm going to Walmart to get grocries wanna come?" he says you nod "sure I need to get a couple things anyways" putting your book down and closing it and turning your headphones off puting them next to my books grabbing my wallet and my phone and putting them in my pockets he says "lets go then!" he smiles you put on your shoes and you guys walked out the door and got in his car as we drive you kept stealing glances at him

everytime you breathed in you smelt his colange the sweet smell was comforting in some way one of the times you looked over at him he ways already looking at you making your stomach doing flips from his blue eyes that was staring at you for a second you guys both looked away after that your face turning red as you guys pulled up into parking lot he found a spot and parked as we got out you had a hoodie on a put the hood over your head to cover your red face

he looked over at your red face smiling a little bit as he thought to himself "am I falling in love..?" he whispered "shit I am" enough for you to he queiston it "you ok Colby??" you asked "yeah! sorry just a..thought I had.." he said "ok" you said in a confused voice you guys walk inside of Walmart.

"hey imma go get the things I need while you get what you need" you say "ok meet back over here afterwards you went and got what you needed like clothes and snacks you paid for your stuff then went back to the spot yall would meet at as you waited for him for couple minutes you saw him walking back to the spot with his bags,

as he gets closer we both started walking out the store then once y'all got outside of the store it had started raining really hard "shit!' you mubbles. looking over at him "wanna run to the car?" you ask him with a slight smile he nods and as you guys started to run to the car as you were running you were giggling and so was he it was a amazing moment kinda like a core memory, you guys got to the car and got in as you started laughing "that..was alot!" he said in between a chuckle you nodded looking over at him his hair was wet so it made it fluffy it was cute.?

you guys stare at each other he looks away as he turns the car on and he starts driving home a couple minutes later of you guys chatting and what not you got home and went inside and put up your guys stuff Sam walks down the stairs as he saw us soaking wet from the rain "geez! what happened with y'all" you and him looked over at each other and laughed again as you started to stop laughing you sighed "we had to run to the car in the rain" Sam nodded his head as I look back over at Colby and looking out the back door that was made of glass so you could see through it.

he smiles as he looks out there also then walking up to me tapping my shoulder gently while he smirked "wanna dance in the rain" he said smiling I nodded while smiling back "sure!!" you say in excitement I smiled at you, you guys walked to the back door as you turned music on he opened the door letting you go out first and he smiled once yall both got out there you placed your phone down in a dry spot and you guys looked at each other

you guys smiled again as y'all danced in the rain it was a magical moment another core memory..it was sweet..and amazing..you didn't want it to end but the rain cleared up you looked over seeing sam smiling at us you grabbed your phone and y'all went back inside since it stopped you smiled at him "y'all are getting along well" Sam says me and colby says "yeah" at the same time making me and him laugh Sam says to you "can I talk to you y/n?" I nod walking to him you and Sam walked into a more private spot "y/n I can tell when you like someone and you clearly like him" you blush slightly "no......" you said he nods "I can also tell when you like y/n, I have known you for long enough y/n I know you so spil!!" he said

you smile realizing hes accepts it "fine yes I do just he's so charming!!" you say as he laughs "well go ahead on back to your crush" he said teasing you Colby's face lighting up when he saw u again you smile and sam goes up to his room Colby asks you "want to watch a movie??" I nod in excitment "yes!" you say "ok I'll get the stuff turn on scream 4!!" he says in a happy tone as I nod you sit on the couch as he grabs one blanket this time for you guys to share you turn the movie on and yall are watching it and you get jumpscared like last time you jump and you get closer to him to hide your face in his shoulder.

he looks down at you hiding in his shoulder as he smiles he starts rubbing your back you look back at the TV but not moving from the position you were in you were cuddled up with him half way into the movie you fell asleep in his arms and he fell asleep holding you Sam walked out his room to check on y'all and he saw y'all cuddled up together as he muttered "awhh" he went back to his room and fell asleep

THATS THE END OF PART 2 THERE WILL BE PART 3 HOW AM I DOING?? LOVE YOU POOKSS ^^

[matsbarzal]

Hi my dear!!! I’m here to request another fic/blurb bc I cannot get enough of all the ones you’ve written for me/others so far! 🤩💕

If it’s still available, could you please do random/au #4 the moment you look into their eyes... you just know. with Mat Barzal??? Thank you so much! 💙💙

au #4. the moment you look into their eyes... you just know.

pairing: mat barzal x reader word count: 1.2k

They always said, the day you found your soulmate… you just know. It was something in their eyes, they always said, like everything finally clicked in your soul, both halves finally complete after years of being separated by time and distance.

As the years went by, it seemed probable to you that you’d never meet your soulmate. There was never any twitch inside, never a pull or a need to go somewhere you weren’t. You had deduced it to the fact your soulmate wasn’t looking for you simultaneously, they didn’t care to find you, or they just didn’t care to find you yet.

Everyone had their examples of the worst way they’ve met their soulmate. Some while they were out for dinner with their significant other at the time, some in the middle of a rivalry high school football game, and some? Well, some apparently met in the middle of a National Hockey League game.

Number Thirteen’s eyes bore into yours from his spot on the bench, his entire body turned so he could stare at you, a look of confusion slowly fading into a look of understanding, and then he was shoving into number nineteen. Beauvillier, as his jersey said, whipped around to look over the crowd, his eyes eventually falling on you just rows back from their bench.

You could feel it, every time number thirteen looked at you, every time your eyes met for even a second. He was the person you had been waiting for, for so many years, and who was to even say you’d see him again after the game?

Both gazes were ripped off you when their line was told to get on the ice, number 13, or Mathew Barzal as your parents had told you the moment they realized what was going on. Mat had tried to keep his focus on the ice, on the puck on his stick, on the weaving players around him.

Everyone could see the distraction in his movements, the puck flying far left of the net, his speed not up to the caliber it usually was. After two periods of impeccable hockey from the Islanders’ forward, just to crash midway through the third, his teammates were confused and so were his fans.

The end of the game came quicker than you were hoping, Mat’s eyes attempting to never leave yours as he went down the tunnel. The tunnel walls cut through that almost immediately, disappointment settling in your stomach when you realized it was unlikely you’d be able to get a chance to see him again until God knows when.

“We could wait, darling? Maybe he’ll send someone to look for you?” shrugging your shoulders gently, you pursued your lips as you looked around, people eager to get out of the arena to miss the traffic that they were going to inevitably be stuck in regardless.

“No point, probably, like anyone’s even going to be able to make it through all these people. May as well just—”

Your words were cut off by the sound of something slamming against the glass behind you, all three pairs of eyes turning their bodies to look at the source. The puck didn’t leave a mark on the glass, but the person staring back at you through it sure left a mark on you.

He was yelling something, his voice illegible by the chatter throughout the arena. It was easy to read Mat’s lips when he was only saying two words multiple times in a row, hoping you’d eventually be able to hear him, or at least try to.

“Stay there,” you could even see the huff in his voice, the aggravation from the crowd taking forever to clear out, and not quietly at that.

You nodded your head back, a look of awe in your eyes as he grinned up at you cheekily. Winking at you, he quickly made his way back down the tunnel again, two of his teammates peering out around him to see what he was so eager to get to after the game.

“We’ll go wait in the car, hun. Give you some time to… acquaint yourself,” nodding at her, you watched both your parents follow the departing fans as you sat back in your seat, thumbing through your phone and eagerly looking around you every few seconds.

It was only minutes later when you heard footsteps slamming down the stairs next to you, most of the building cleared out. Turning to the sound, you were instantly met with the same eyes that had just… made it click inside of you. The pull was even stronger with you being so close to one another, even more eager to encourage you to get closer to the man now just steps away from you.

“Couldn’t have like… come to a game that wasn’t dire for our playoff push, huh? Already distracting me and I don’t even know your name?”

You couldn’t help the guffaw that fell from your lips at his words, a small grin taking over your face as you stood up and extended your hand towards him. “Y/N, sorry for distracting you. Fate works in funny ways, Barzal.”

Nodding his head with a laugh, his hand instantly engulfed yours and before you realized it, he was pulling you into a gentle hug, his arms wrapping around your back as his chin gently placed itself on the top of your head. It didn’t take much thought to hug back. For the fact he had just played almost an hour of hockey, he didn’t even smell awful.

Pulling back, the grin never leaving his face as he looked down at you. “Never thought I’d meet my soulmate, to be honest with ya. Tito, Beau, Anthony Beauvillier, always told me to just wait it out, suck it up and eventually you’d come around. Em, his soulmate, showed up almost four months ago. Guess I had to top him by finding mine in the middle of a game, huh?”

Shrugging your shoulders, you just laughed and nodded your head. “Pretty sure it’s a double-whammy for him too, you’re beautiful, and our first look is ten times better than his story.”

“Oh, I’m sure his soulmate and their story are just as beautiful. Just maybe not as great as ours.”

Nodding his head, Mat just shrugged his shoulders as he gestured to the teammate that was now standing at the top of the stairs to your aisle.

“They met in a Walmart parking lot in the middle of a snowstorm back near his hometown, he almost ran her over with his car. Tito always says she came around swinging before they even made eye contact, you’ll love them, everyone does.”

“Are we going to keep talking about your teammates and their soulmates, or are you ever going to kiss yours?”

Surging forward at your words, all elements of the previous conversation now gone when Mat pressed his lips to yours. The fireworks in your brain set off immediately, the butterflies in your stomach jumping around the moment your lips made contact for the first time. It was definitely something you wouldn’t mind happening forever, his lips eagerly pressing against yours as his hand cupped your cheek, the smile pressed into your lips a clear sign that he was thinking the same.

note: im literally obsessed with you, thank you for being my biggest supporter always!! i hope this blurb is fit perfect to the request, and thank you for requesting, ily <3

[fearfulkittenwrites]

“Just a normal night”

Inspired by @s-mscott​ - link for the art, please check it out!

Word count: 2832

Notes: HEY. THIS IS JUST BEEN SITTING ON MY FILES FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT DKJFHAKJHAKJDFH. Anyway, it's a long time coming. The writing probs isn't as neat or as good as the latest uploads bc of that, but... idk. Hopefully it's good! I couldn't bring myself to edit it again, sorry about that. I hope you can enjoy it anyways and please go check out the artist, @s-mscott​!

“Guys?” Dick asked, on his tiptoes as he rummaged through every cabinet in the huge kitchen “Hey are we out of cereal? I can’t find my Lucky Charms anywhere.”

“I think so.” Jason answered “I ate the last of the Lucky Charms last night.”

“Yep.” Tim said, popping the ‘p’ as he slid through the countertop, landing a bit behind Dick “I had the last of the frosted flakes two days ago.”

“Froot Loops?” Dick asked.

“I had those.” Duke answered “Sorry.”

“Fruity Pebbles?”

 Cass raised her hand, looking at the ground.

“Reese’s Puffs?”

“I finished the box yesterday.” Damian announced, crossing his arms as he leaned against the marble sink.

“Damn.” Dick murmured and pouted as he closed the cabinet’s door “I’ve been craving cereal today.”

“We can always go get some.” Jason shrugged.

“At three in the morning?” Duke asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Actually, four.” Jason corrected, putting up a finger “And yeah, why not? I mean, we had a hard patrol tonight, and if Dick wants some cereal, I say let’s go get some cereal.”

“It’s four in the morning, Todd.” Damian said.

“I mean, the closest Walmart is open 24/7.” Tim interfered.

“You can’t be seriously considering this, Grayson.” Damian frowned at his older brother.

“Why not? I’m not sleepy anyways.” Dick crossed his arms and shrugged.

“Yes!” Jason hissed “Late night adventures with the baby bats. Let’s roll!” He clapped his hands once, and started to walk out of the kitchen, his siblings following him to the garage.

“Oh wait!” Dick said “Let’s ring up Bruce and see if there’s anything else we need.”

“Bold of you to assume he’d know what we need.” Tim interfered.

“Yeah, well, it’s worth a shot. Plus, do any of us really want to wake up Alfred to ask him?” Dick said, taking his communicator out of his pocket and placing it in his ear “B? Have a sec?” He asked

“Nightwing. What’s wrong?” Came the answer, Batman’s raspy voice flowing through the device.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong. We’re going to take a quick trip to the supermarket, I wanted to ask if you need anything.”

“... At four in the morning?”

“Yeah. Do you need anything?”

Bruce sighed.

“We’re running out of the coffee blend that Tim likes. Alfred the cat’s favorite treats have been gone since last week, and Cass’ favorite ice cream is done. Oh, buy Duke that soda he likes, I drank the last can. Also, Jason’s cookies and that brand of chips you like, we ran out of those. Oh, and buy something with Iron in it, I’m worried that Damian might not be getting enough.”

“Like spinach?” Dick said, writing it down on his phone’s notes.

“Yeah, that’ll do. Ah, and we’re a little low on milk.”

“Okay. Will keep that in mind. Thanks B, have a nice patrol.”

“Please don’t give the papers any headlines.”

“You got it, B. Bye.”

He placed the device back on his pocket.

“Okay, there’s a lot of stuff to buy, so let’s get going. I’ll drive.”

“Shotgun!” Jason yelled.

“We’re taking the S.U.V., one of you will need to ride in the trunk.” Dick said.

“I’ll go.” Cass’ eyes twinkled. No one could understand why she was always so fascinated with the idea of riding in the trunk, but she seemed to find it fun and all of them thought that her excitement was cute.

“Alright then.” Dick smiled, ruffling her hair. Her grin grew wider, and Duke set her hair straight again before they got into the car.

“Hey, can I play my music?” Tim asked from the backseat.

“Don’t force us to listen to the atrocity Drake calls music, Grayson.” Damian complained, arms crossed “Let me play something.”

“Uh, I’d rather not listen to Mozart and Bach while we’re in the car.” Duke protested.

“It’s called classic for a reason, Thomas.”

“Doesn’t matter, bat-brat.” Jason said “I’m with him on this one. Besides, universal car rules, shotgun DJ’s.”

“Since when?” Tim asked.

“Since now.” Jason said, plugging his phone in.

“Uh, I don’t think so.” Dick took the cord from him “According to ‘Supernatural’ rules, ‘Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole’. So that’s mine.”

“No one else watches this show Dickhead!” Jason pulled the cord back.

“Doesn’t matter, because I’m older!” Dick pulled it back again.

“Age is just a number!” Tim pushed himself to the front seat and took the cord back.

“Great point Drake!” Damian pulled him back by his waist, stealing the cord from him too.

“Hey, stop with the fuss, I’m gonna crash the car!” Dick said.

“Maybe we should just play Beyoncé...” Duke suggested. The car went silent for a while.

“Okay.” Dick said “Put on ‘Single Ladies’.”

“No. ‘Halo’ is her best.” Damian complained.

“Uhm, no way? I’m playing ‘Drunk in Love’, and that’s it.” Tim shot back.

“Are you crazy? Play ‘Formation’.” Duke interfered.

“I like ‘Run the World’...” Cass said quietly from the trunk.

“Yeah, okay,” Tim murmured “We’ll play that.”

The girl smiled as the first notes from the song filled the car.

There weren’t many cars in the parking lot, which was expected. They picked up two carts, and Dick hopped inside the one Jason was pushing.

“Dude!” Duke started “You’re in your mid-twenties!”

“Leave me alone, I nearly sprained my ankle today.” Dick stuck his tongue out. No one else questioned anything beyond that. The employees simply sighed, used to the two older brothers and their antics.

“Hey Parker.” Jason greeted the nighttime security guard.

“Hey. I see you two brought the whole gang tonight.” He answered.

“Yup.” Dick smiled.

“So this is a regular thing for the two of you?” Duke asked.

“Are you really surprised, Duke?” Tim shot back.

“No. Not really.”

“Okay. First stop, Bruce said we need to get Tim’s coffee.” Dick exclaimed, looking at the list.

Jason led the way, Dick grinning like a child on the cart, Cass quietly following as she pushed their second cart, Duke making friendly conversation with her while Tim and Damian kept bickering right behind them.

“Oh, wait!” Dick held on to the metal bars “We’re right next to the cookies and Bruce said we’re out of your favorites, Jay.” He looked up.

“Alright, a little detour then.” Jason turned them around, quickly grabbing his treats “Anyone wants anything else from this aisle?”

“But... We don’t need anything else from the aisle.” Duke pointed out.

“Um, we have a billionaire’s credit card?” Tim said “Bruce won’t freak out if we buy a few extra things.”

“Uuuh, they have those koala shaped cookies!” Dick hopped out of the cart “How many do I get?”

“I want one.” Cass said.

“Chocolate or strawberries?”

“Uh… I want both.” She answered.

“Okay, one each for the lady, two strawberries for me...”

“I want a chocolate one.” Tim said.

“Me too.” Damian asked.

“Oh, just take twenty boxes, ten of each flavor.” Jason interfered, dumping them on Cass’ cart “We’ll share later.”

“Oh my God, those are expensive!” Duke said, exasperated.

“Yeah. So?” Jason shot back.

“Bruce is a billionaire, bro. He won’t mind.” Dick said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, well, it’s easy for you guys to say it. You grew up like that. It’s kinda hard to accept this when you aren’t used to having so much.” Duke answered, scratching his neck.

“Hey, I get that feeling lil’ bro.” Jason tapped his back “I spent my childhood in Gotham’s streets.”

“Yeah. I mean, I grew up in the circus. I wasn’t used to the idea of getting brand new stuff instead of asking for hand-me-downs from our friends whenever I grew out of my clothes.” Dick interfered.

“But... Just think about it like this.” Jason got closer to him “We now can get everything we couldn’t in the past.”

Duke frowned. Jason nodded encouragingly.

“That... Doesn’t help.”

“I tried.” Jason shrugged. Dick hopped back in the cart “To the coffee aisle!” He exclaimed, pushing his brother around.

“Hang on.” Tim said “This is where they leave the energy drinks. Let me take some.”

“Why do you insist on drinking this crap, Drake?” Damian scowled, reading the label in one of the cans “If you have such a death wish, jumping in front of a train is a much cheaper, quicker alternative.”

“Shut up, little devil.” Tim picked up cans from his favorite brand.

“Jason, push me a little farther down the aisle, please.” Dick asked “They keep their iced teas over there.”

“Ugh, Grayson, you disgust me.” Damian rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be so judgemental Lil’ D.” He smiled, being pushed away by Jason.

As they examined the cans, Dick noticed he had attracted the looks of a middle aged man, a couple of steps from them. He was staring at his hoodie, that contained the frase ‘I love dick’ printed on it.

“Oh,” He exclaimed, smiling at the guy “My name is Richard. That’s why it’s funny.” The man nodded “I’m also queer as fuck, so that makes it better.” He added nonchalantly, and the man’s eyes widened “Okay Jay, I picked up all I wanted, let’s go back.”

“Alright you little shits, back to the coffee quest.” Jason said, leading the way once again. This time, they finally made it to the coffee aisle. Tim crouched down, looking for his favorite blend.

Cass got a little curious once she laid eyes on a colorful package on the top shelf. She picked it up and handed it to Dick.

“Read. Please.”

“This is an espresso roast. Here it says that it has notes of strawberry? Vanilla and... Sugar cane. Colombian coffee. Seems nice. Wanna take it?”

“Yes.” She nodded. Dick dropped it on his cart.

Cass wandered away, still looking at all of the coffee blends.

“Hey girlie,” A guy whistled at her, next to his group of friends “Nice ass.”

She squinted at them.

“Yo, asshole!” Tim screamed, getting their attention “That’s our sister!” He threw a bag of coffee beans at the guy’s face, causing his nose to bleed.

“Hey, who do you think you are?” One of them started to walk up to her brothers. Cass could tell that he wanted trouble, so she grabbed his arm and slammed his face against the shelf, so quickly and brutally that it barely budged, leaving the products unbothered, but the guy fell to the floor, disoriented. She stared at him.

“We are Waynes.” Damian answered, pacing towards them quietly, hands on his pockets “I suggest you apologize immediately for the troubles, if you wouldn’t want to get a hefty lawsuit for your harrasment.”

“Uh, sorry bro.” One of them started, a little scared “We didn’t-”

“Not to me.” He interrupted “To her.”

“We’re sorry, miss Wayne.” All of them mumbled.

“Now promise you won’t do it again.” Damian added.

“We won’t do it again.” They started at the floor, next to where their fallen friend laid down.

“Good.” He squinted “Help your friend up, and get out of my sight.”

They did as they were told, helping his friend walk straight again. As Cass headed back, Dick gently touched her arm, looking up at her.

“Hey, are you alright?” She smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled back.

“Does this happen often?” Jason asked.

“Sometimes.” She shrugged “But they always say sorry after I break their nose.”

“Ayy, that’s our girl.” Jason praised “Alright, we got the coffee. Where to next?”

“Let’s see... Next item is Alfred the cat’s treats.” Dick said.

“Ha!” Damian laughed loudly “As if Alfred would eat the... peasant treats that this store offers. No. I’ve already bought the adequate brand from an online shop.”

“Okay...” Dick raised an eyebrow “Then... Cass’ ice cream is next, but I think we should leave that as the last item, so it won’t melt, which leads us to Duke’s soda because Bruce had the last can.”

“Let’s go then. I think that the cereal aisle is on the way, so we’ll get that first.” Jason said, pushing the cart around again.

“Which ones do we get?” Tim asked, looking through the shelf.

“Everything that has sugar.” Dick answered. His brother began handing him boxes, when they heard a small whisper.

“Oh my God, are those...?” A girl said to her friend, attracting the eyes of the siblings. The duo averted their gaze quickly. Cass frowned at them.

“Relax.” Jason smiled, placing an arm on her back “They’re probably just... Fans.”

“Fans?” She asked, still staring suspiciously at them.

“Yeah.” Dick shrugged “I mean, we’re not super stars, but we do hit the papers pretty often. A bunch of people know us here in Gotham.” The girls were looking again, and Dick gave them a small wave, making them giggle “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“Hum.”

“Hey there, ladies.” Jason greeted, a cheeky smile on his face “What brings you to this fine establishment tonight?”

“We ran out of energy drinks.” One of them answered “What about you?”

“Cereal.” Dick answered, lifting two boxes. They giggled again.

“Hey, um... can we maybe get a picture?” The girl asked “It’s just that... no one will believe us when we tell them about this.”

“Absolutely not!” Damian answered.

“Nah, don’t listen to the little brat.” Jason said “Go ahead.”

Dick held up the boxes again, smiling as Jason made a ‘crazy’ motion with his hands. Tim turned around as the photo was being taken, turning him into a blurr with tired eyes.

“Can we get some selfies too?” The other one asked, grinning.

“No!” Damian protested again.

“Of course you can!” Dick said “Duke, Cass, come here.” He called.

All of them gathered around the cart Dick was staying at, even Damian. He didn’t look so pleased as the photo was taken, but neither did Cass.

“Thanks. You guys really are nice.” The first girl said.

“Oh, you have no clue on how nice I can be.” Jason winked, making her blush “Tell you what, why don’t I give you my phone number and you can text me those pictures later, hm?”

“Sure.” The girl bit her lips as Jason scribbled his number on her wrist.

“You are such a flirt.” Dick rolled his eyes as the girls walked away.

“What, like you aren’t?” Jason snorted, pushing him away, looking for where they kept the soda.

“I think Cass didn’t like that interaction very much.” Tim whispered to his older brothers, who turned around to find a frowning baby bat. Jason chuckled.

“What’s wrong, sis?” She scowled at him “Oh, c’mon, don’t get jealous.” He threw an arm around her shoulder “You know you’ll always be our number one girl, but a guy has his needs. And sometimes, a guy needs a date.”

Cass pushed him away, rolling her eyes as Duke placed five soda cans on her cart.

“Why would you even drink this sugar filled monstrosity, Thomas?” Damian asked, reading the labels “Grandfather wouldn’t even feed his prisoners something as revolting as this.”

“Because, Bat-brat,” He said “We’re all entitled to enjoy at least one or two things that may ultimately be responsible for our deaths.”

“I suppose.” He murmured, lifting an eyebrow “You make much finer points than the rest of them. Father has been looking for heirs in the least suitable places, I assume.” He clicked his tongue “It’s a good thing I’m here to help.”

“Okay...” Duke answered, raising his eyebrows and averting his gaze. There was only so much strangeness that he could handle.

“Great, now we need to get my chips and spinach.” Dick stated.

“Spinach?” Tim asked “Why spinach?”

“B thinks Damian may have been needing more iron in his diet.” Dick shrugged.

“Aaw.” Tim said “That’s actually kinda cute. Do you think he ever worries about our diets?”

“Don’t be stupid Tim, of course he doesn’t.” Jason answered.

“He does.” Dick shot back “He worries about us, he just... Really, really, really, reaaaally sucks at showing it sometimes.”

“Potatoe, potatoe.” Jason murmured.

“Yeah, whatever. Keep me moving Little Wing, we have stuff to pick up and my tiredness is catching up to me.” Dick pointed forward.

“Sure. But the chips are in the opposite direction.”

“Well turn me around then, do you want me to look like an idiot?” Dick said, a little exasperated.

“I wish you had an off button sometimes.” Jason sighed as he made his way to the chips section.

An employee, mopping the floor with a bored expression, looked up from what he was doing when he saw the Wayne gang talking loudly. Dick tried to control his brothers from inside the cart, and had just told Jason to separate a fight between Tim and Damian. Duke and Cass snicker as they saw a bored, six feet tall Jason pushing his much smaller brothers apart.

“Yep.” The employee murmured to himself “Billionaires shopping at Walmart at four in the morning. Just a normal night.”

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[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2587

today i had class so i woke up early and sat and took notes and i checked when my note-taking assignment was and one is next week so that'll be fun. i just realized i may have to be on campus for that next week. that won't be so much fun.

but i ended up helping my mom make soup and can tomatoes and stuff and the corn i had to cut was delicious but the bottom of the stack weren't as good as the top of the stack so i put all of the corn into the soup and now there's mostly corn in the soup. oh well. at least corn in soup is good.

after dad brought home lunch and we got the tomatoes boiling, i went upstairs to take a nap. and nap i did. i did, however, have some funky dreams. i've had weird dreams for a solid two weeks now. so it was unsurprising, but still, it's still weird.

after getting up, i showered and got dressed and helped my mom with the knowledge of how to can the soup, and she got it without me so i went off to complete my errands for the day. it was about 8pm at this point.

at this point, i've been awake for not as long as you would imagine, but i have unfortunately been plagued with the friend who is having meltdowns, even though she didn't text me today. that was nice. i learned, however, that she was in a Bad Spot and honestly? i didn't need that today. i was already about to leave for my errands, so i couldn't text while driving and that would've been bad, so i completely ignored it while i went out.

i picked up my new dose of my adhd meds and looked for can lids for my mom. no luck at walmart. i then went to go get my gnomes, which were fired and ready for pickup and they are so stinkin cute i literally can't.

aren't they precious??? i love them.

and their cardigans are perfect too!!! i'm glad i picked the three shades of green for them. they all look so good. i'm really proud.

after picking them up, i went and drove around a bit and i went to margarita's for dinner, just because i could. i had the same waitress i had last time i was there - her name is sydney and she's really nice.

as i sat there, on the second story of the old mill building where margarita's has its nashua location, in a quieter part of the building, looking out over the water, listening to the music overhead while dancing back and forth a little bit, i felt so content. i was relaxed. i wasn't burdened by other people, and i wasn't bogged down by other people's issues. it was so nice. i smiled and relaxed back into my seat and thought about it. i was just happy. and dinner was delicious, and i didn't eat too much. when i was all done i went out and sat in my car for a bit, car off, just chillin talking to people on discord and reading and checking notifications and stuff. i ended up leaving the restaurant parking lot 45 minutes after leaving the building. lmao.

as i was heading home, i was in a chipper mood and i wanted some happy music to listen to. lately, i've been pulling up my kaikuva playlist, because they're songs in finnish and songs that remind me of FF, so i went to go put it on. but, remembering the events of yesterday, i got sad. but i knew i sent a friend request to them too, which i genuinely believed they'd reject, but i went and checked it and the pending symbol was gone. so like,,,, they accepted it. i cried happy tears halfway home and listened to my playlist, or one of the songs on repeat because i was so happy.

when i got home and i got out of the car, i looked up at the sky and i felt light. i felt lighter than i have in months, if not years. and it was so freeing. it was wonderful.

now i'm upstairs and i've been looking at and watching tik toks for the last two hours bc i had more than a hundred to catch up on bc it's been several months since i last went on. lmao rip

and now it's time for sleep and i'm so happy.

goodnight!!

[promethes]

dumping the horrendous unconventional short story I wrote for my midterm under the cut to get it off my mind bc I do not like it.

ENTRY 1

I think I will make my life’s motif a bird. It shouldn’t be too hard. They’re everywhere and pop out at the most opportune moments. I’ll find a way to tie them in.

ENTRY 2

Stood in line for way too long at the cafe. Can you believe the girl in front of me didn’t even look up to plan her order until she was physically at the front of the line? I knew what I wanted to order before I even stepped foot into the place. They need to change that. I’m on the lookout for some kind of online suggestion box to submit to since they decided to forgo an in-house one for some God forsaken reason. There’s not a lick of common sense in anyone these days. Saw a robin on my way out and flicked it a sesame seed from my bagel.

ENTRY 3

Would you listen to this garbage? They’re planning on tearing down my favorite bowling alley. “Didn’t pass inspection” my ass. It’s an important cultural landmark of our city and I’m marching down to the mayor to set him straight. I can’t stage important life moments around the cardinal themed bowling alley if there is no bowling alley to have a cardinal theme!

ENTRY 4

Mom’s in the hospital. Driving over now, she said it has something to do with her cholesterol. It either spiked or dropped real low, but I can’t be sure. Either way, she’s in the hospital. I don’t know why she chose the one that’s so far away though. The vending machines in the other one have way better stock.

ENTRY 5

Forgot to say. I didn’t run over any birds on the way there.

ENTRY 6

I don’t think I’m spiraling yet but I’m close to it. Mom’s fine, she’s just staying overnight in case anything acts up again. I, on the other hand, am NOT. Car won’t start and I’ve been sitting here in the parking lot for almost four hours now. Embarrassed beyond belief. A weird old man with a huge shiny truck offered to help and he’s been good on his word lending me his car to jump-start mine, but his bumper stickers make me nervous. His truck has custom lettering too. I’m a big guy, so not too worried, but a little concerned. 

Anyway, it didn’t work and I’m calling a tow truck now. I tried to thank the guy and offered to buy him coffee, but he just said “No way, Jose” which was weird. He smacked the top of my car before he left and said I need to “dress this little lady up.” Maybe I’ll get a sparrow bumper sticker online. Everything’s online these days.

ENTRY 7

Starting to rethink the bird motif thing. Not much goes on in my life anyway, and there’s only so much material I can get out of waking up early to chirping. Maybe I should aim lower. I could choose a color instead. Red would be a cop-out, it’s too obvious. Blood! I need something that’s at least a little challenging. We’ll see. I’ll sleep on it.

ENTRY 8

GREAT NEWS! Sister got a BIRD. A real-life living breathing chirping flying bird. It’s a sign and I’m not going to ignore it. My life’s motif is a bird and it’s not going to be one of those unbearably hidden motifs from English class required readings either.

(Although I did like some of them. That spoon in Middlesex…… I want my bird to be his spoon. To take up space in an almost eerie way. I’ll find a way to make it work.)

ENTRY 9

Laying the groundwork. These things don’t come easy, so I’m sowing the seeds (birds do that, right?) Told everyone at work that my great great great grandfather’s name was Starling. Drilled up a lot of curious questions and I even got to know some of the people I always just miss talking to. They were all VERY interested. Tomorrow I’ll bring in a picture of an actual starling. I don’t think Andrew quite knows that it’s a kind of bird.

ENTRY 10

Don’t remember the name my sister chose and I couldn’t remember if I tried even if I squeezed my eyes shut before blinking really fast like I usually do because this bird (Polly I’m going to call it Polly because an annoying bird deserves an annoying name) is so incessantly annoyingly unbearably loud. I can’t believe this thing is my sign.

My sign is chirping me into the basement and into a frenzy. At least I have my old sleeping bag handy until I can figure out how to shut it up. Why must my motif be so unbearably annoying?

ENTRY 11

Update on the car: starter wires snapped. Haven’t seen any birds around lately (except for a crow but I hate crows and I won’t be counting them) so I was hopeful and asked the mechanic if there’s any chance a bird could’ve pecked at the wires until they got so worn down that they snapped in the hospital parking lot.

He looked at me like I was crazy. I know that was what the look meant because he said, “Are you f****ing crazy man? The wires are deep in your car under the hood.” (I’m censoring the language. I don’t want language taking away from my story. If this is to be read in a future child’s English class to teach a lesson about motifs, I can’t be including foul language.)

I’m not f***ing crazy but I am extremely ticked off. Does he not realize how little birds come out in the cold weather? I need whatever I can get.

I’ll just tell people a bird got stuck under the hood of my car. I’ll change this entry later. Mechanic man doesn’t deserve a spot in a child’s English class; he didn’t even have the decency to watch his language for them.

ENTRY 12

People at work are finally starting to catch on! Got called “bird guy” by Kathleen (Catherine? Kristy? Whatever.) when she saw my shirt. I knew it’d be a good move when I saw it on sale at Walmart. I’m thinking of making the cover of my book Hawaiian print, but I’ll tell my future publisher I’m not married to the idea. Can’t be too picky on my first book! I’ll leave that for the second.

ENTRY 13

I will enjoy my day today I will enjoy my day today I will enjoy my day. Sister needs to get control of Polly. I’ve moved down my whole mattress now. I will enjoy my day I will enjoy my day I will enjoy 

ENTRY 14

Can’t believe I overlooked eagles and hawks. Of course sparrows and starlings weren’t doing the trick! Classic oversight, focusing too much on the mundane. I won’t be making that mistake. I blame it all on that incessant chirping. Mom says it’s not too bad but I’m fairly certain that cholesterol has gotten to her ears. She must be going deaf. She’s lucky she’s ill or else I’d be very extremely sore at her for making that face at me. I know it’s a bad face because it’s the same face that f***ing mechanic made and I don’t think he’s ever made a good face in his life so if my mom made that same face then I really don’t like that. She gets a pass for the cholesterol. 

ENTRY 15

I feel amazing. Bought an eagle bumper sticker at a roadside gas station and after a few strategic snips, it’ll be ready to go on the car. I’m dressing this little lady up! The red, white, and blue has got to go first though. Decided a while ago not to let colors mess with my motif, and I’m not going to slip up on that again! Snip snip.

I’m considering this a debt paid. Dressed the little lady up. Two birds, one stone! I’m making that my new catchphrase.

ENTRY 16

Should I make this a love story? I’m thinking about making it a romance. Doves are right there, really just waiting for me to weave them in. On the other hand, I don’t think that’d work to create much of a conducive learning environment for the kids. I think I’ll stick to a Mark Twain type story instead. 

Reread the beginning and don’t think it’s working. I’ll be cutting all that out. I spoke too much about mom’s cholesterol. Too many side characters and not enough focus. Where was I going with this again? 

ENTRY 17

Writer’s block. It’s ok, I still had that major breakthrough with the hawk/eagle thought. Put in my two weeks to dedicate all my time. I’ve found a bird-watching site that I hope will bring me more peace than f***ing Polly.

ENTRY 18

These birds are really working to stay in my New York Times best-selling children’s novel. Knew this would be a challenge, but they really do never stop conversing. If only they could read, I’d write them a best-selling manual on the best ways to speak inwards rather than outwards. Chirp chirp chirp needs to turn into ______ ________ ________.

ENTRY 19

Sister’s going to be f***ing pissed but it was the only thing to do.

ENTRY 20

Honestly, it was just a bird! If it was really part of our family, you’d think that I’d know its name by now.

ENTRY 21

I said that Polly’s in a better place now, but set her off with the “Polly”. Maybe this was a mistake. She said I “begged” her to get the bird but she shouldn’t say that when she’s the one reacting like this.

ENTRY 22

Books should come with suggestion boxes. No more birds. Story’s six feet under just like Gladys. See, I can finally remember it now that I can hear myself think. 

[smolkiwii]

Confession / first date headcanons with tamaki, sero, Kirishima, and tokoyami x a INFP/ hufflepuff reader pls! (Separately)

Hi darling! First off, thank you so much for requesting!! It means a lot to me and this was actually really fun to write. I hope I did the boys justice and I hope you throughly enjoy!!

Confession/ First date Headcanons:

Tamaki

•this poor baby boy is extremely shy about confessing to you he can barely utter a word to you

•he wasn’t sure how to ask you out but he was able to hand you a note saying to meet him behind the school near the dorms.

•when he had confessed to you he was nothing but a blushing mess and didn’t know if you were going to reject him (Poot baby boy is scared)

•when you had agreed it felt like a 10 ton weight was lifted off his chest but shortly after there was another dilemma: your first date.

•he had asked mirio for help since nejire would bother him nonstop asking him who is the lucky lady. Mirio had suggested a simple picnic in the park. It was perfect since he can be with you in bliss without anyone bothering him.

•when he came to get you you were dressed in a casual yet proper outfit. A simple short sleeved blouse and some jeans and flats ( or whatever suits your fancy). I swear to god when I say he was going uwu in his heart. It was happening

•your date went really well in fact. You both had cooked some food and enjoyed the time talking about some things you had in common, his hero work, plans for the future etc.

•at the end of the day when he brought you back to your dorm, you had decided to give him a simple kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight Tamaki~” you said and you went into the dorm building. He proceeded to walk home and cease to function. Mirio had to help the flustered red-faced boy into his dorm room bc he could barely handle himself.

Sero

•when he wanted to confess to you, he was pretty lost. How could he tell you he liked you without totally ruining it? He had to confide in some amigos to see if they could help him out.

•Mina and Kaminari both insisted to be bold and proud about it. Basically they wanted sero to walk up to you and just be like “I like you more than a friend. “ obviously as bold as he was that was over his limit.

•Bakugo gave no advice simply told him to shove it up his ass ( he later gave a note saying to do it in a secluded area and be confident in yourself otherwise you’ll fuck up) ( such a good friend)

•Kirishima offered to help him out with the confession to make it easier for him to ease into it. Sero thanked him and so they both worked together on something to try and help sero confess.

•how the confession went down: -kirishima called you over to his desk and asked if you could help him with some things he had to do. You happily obliged and as you followed him you were led to a small secluded area in the forest and there stood sero a nervous wreck on the inside but confident on the outside.

-kirishima had disappeared the minute sero caught your attention. He hid nearby to see how things went down. Sero was trying his best not to stutter when he confessed to you.

•after he confessed he saw you burst into tears and he panicked. Like a mom who panics when they lose their kid in a Walmart panic. “A-are you okay?? Did I say something wrong???” He asked. You shook your head and smiled “No no sero, I’m crying because I’m so happy I thought you might’ve not felt the same way” you said with a smile on your face. Shortly after, sero.exe stopped working once you said you felt the same about him

•your first date was his idea. He wanted to take you to a carnival that was being held over the weekend near the school. When you had agreed, he was excited as hell about it.

•you wore what you felt was comfortable. You felt that if you’re going to a carnival you wanna look good yes but you definitely want to be comfortable above all else. He thought you looked amazing regardless because in his eyes you were the most beautiful thing.

•your date went well overall. You guys ate a lot of carnival food and played all the games. ( he won you like 3 stuffed animals) you had also gone on all the rides except the Ferris wheel. Sero wanted to save it for last since there was going to be fireworks. When you guys did get on he was excited but you did have some minor fear of heights ( if you don’t I commend you literally bc I’m so scared of heights). Sero held your hand and made sure to remind you that he was there next to you. After that, you felt a lot more secure and by that time as well you guys had reached the top where the fireworks went off. It was a really great night.

•at the end of the night you guys walked back hand in hand with you holding your newly acquired plushies. He couldn’t help but smile at you. You were like this ray of sunshine that never stopped shining even when the clouds were dark and gloomy you were able to conquer it all. Before you guys had gotten back to your dorm he wanted to try something. “Hey y/n, can you close your eyes for me??” He asked a bit nervous. You nodded and closed your eyes. He was glad he had conviently stumbled upon a branch that could mostly hold his weight but he had to work fast. When he secured everything he latched on and began to crawl down the long end and then when he had reached your height he kissed you. You were stunned for a second since this was like woah. You guys had kissed for a few minutes before he pulled away and grinned. “Sorry that’s something I’ve always wanted to do with a special someone. “ he said. You both went inside Heights Alliance blushing like two lovesick kids.

Kirishima

( I love this man so much I’m glad you asked for him he is my husband)

•So in kirishima fashion, he had gained a massive crush on you and he wanted to confess to you in a manly way. He knew that he wanted you to be his but he wasn’t sure where he should do it. He decided to do it off campus as to make it more romantic.

•he had asked you to come hang out with him and the bakusquad at the beach on the weekend and to his surprise you had agreed. He was really excited and he prayed his plans went well. When he had arrived at the beach with you and the rest of the squad he didn’t do the confession but waited until the sun went down and they were heading back to their car ( bc why not ) kirishima stopped you and asked if you come with him.

•when you guys were by the water he took a deep breathe and literally just word vomited his confession. You laughed a bit “Kiri I didn’t understand a word of that” you said between giggles. His face flushed red and he tried again and tried to slow his speech more. “I-I said that I’m in love with you and I want us to be more than friends. ” he said with some worry in his voice. He really loves you a lot and is really scared to get rejected.

•you didn’t reject him bc who would to this shark baby? Anyways, after you had told him that you felt the same way, he practically picked you up and spun you around because he felt like the happiest man alive in that moment. It all felt right and bet your butt the bakusquad was watching the whole thing go down inside the car because they want the tea.

•your first date with kirishima was actually just a simple dinner and maybe you two might hit the arcade. He didn’t want to do a fancy dinner just yet but he still wanted to make it special and worthwhile. If you decided against the arcade he would take you to the park where you guys would stargaze or even just admire the fireflies roaming around freely. If you chose the arcade he would make sure that you won about 98% of the time. He wants to see you happy and he will do anything to make that happen!

•the date would be a major success and you two would be chatting away about things. He wanted to kiss you but he felt that he would be rushing things. He felt that maybe he should take it down a notch to maybe make it still meaningful but show a small bit of affection. As you guys were walking back to your dorms you guys had entered the Heights Alliance where everyone was busy watching a movie (movie night ayyy). As you guys reached to your dorm he grabbed you and held your hand and he hesitated for a tad bit. He was nervous and trying to muster up his courage but, you squeezed his hand as a small reassurance. He smiled and he kissed your cheek. “I had a really amazing time tonight. I hope we can do this again more often.” He said whole rubbing his thumb on your knuckles. It was definitely one of the best dates ever.

Tokoyami

•this emo child didn’t care much about love interest or anyone for that matter but you held a lot of sentimental value to him. You guys grew up together and practically went to the same school together. A lot of people would bully him for his quirk but you would be there to defend him as much as you could.

•he didn’t feel comfortable admitting it to you no matter how close you two were so he wrote you a love note confessing his feelings. You didn’t know who it was from but you appreciated the sentiment. You put it back in your bag and walked towards the dorm. That was his first attempt.

•it took him 3 tries for him to actually confess to you in person. Each time he tried it was taken more as a token of appreciation as friends. He couldn’t wait any longer to try and confess to you. So he got up and walked over to your dorm room and knocked. When you answered he seemed extremely nervous and clammy. “May I come in?” He asked as if he was almost begging you. You nodded and he walked in and sat in your chair trying to figure out how he can word it.

•once he finally confessed how he felt he didn’t hear anything from you. He looked at you and you were staring at him basically speechless and flushed red. “I-I didn’t think you felt that way I-I mean I know we are friends and all but oh man..” you said almost too fast for him to understand. “So... does that mean... you like me too? “ he asked and you nodded and smiled.

•your first date was simple. He wanted to do a movie night/ sleepover but he wanted to make it special. Sure you guys have done these before but he wanted to up the game a bit. He decided to cook dinner for you ( with the help of bakugo of course) and throw some lights up and make a little cuddle area for you two. He was hoping the food came out good but to be quite honest you never know.

•the date went well overall but you did end up falling asleep on his shoulder. He wasn’t sure if he should bring you back to your dorm or keep you here. Aizawa he already made the rounds earlier and had already said it was okay you two were watching a movie. He moved you to his bed and tried to undress you to put you in more comfy clothes but instead he ended up waking you up.

•cue and extremely flustered child explaining his true intentions. You were blushing too but you said it was fine. You told him that you would head back to your dorm but he stopped you. “I-I was thinking maybe y-you could stay the night..” he said in a soft tone. You couldn’t help but share a small smile. “Alright... but just for tonight.” You said as you began to take your socks off. He handed you a change of clothes and you went to a different part of the dorm room while he turned around. Dark shadow tried to sneak a peek but tokoyami made sure he doesn’t. After you changed you got into the bed and patted the empty spot next to you.

•you both had fallen asleep in each other’s arms and by the next day he didn’t want to let you go. The date was a success and the dinner actually tasted really good. ( props to bakugo) it was something you would cherish and hold dear to you as a special memory.

I hope you enjoyed it!!

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[journalofjourneysonplanetearth]

Day 9

29.07.19

We got up and had breakfast, as every day starts. I only ate half of a bagel and then just put more and more water into my system. Since Death Valley I drink more then I do anything else.

After we got things sorted we drove the short way to Red Rock Canyon.

The Canyon, tho it is worth to see it is not that “big” and most of the time you sit in the car and drive from one place to the other.

We tried the 30 minutes hike just to test if the heat is ok for a hike.it was so we decided after that short one that we do a longer one as well.

The signs for the shorter and the longer trail weren’t that good, but we decided if we can’t find the long trail we just turn around and go back to the car.

After some point we made it, tho we still have no clue what trails we did walk and what end point we made. The way down was way faster and the signs from that point of view way better.

Oh on our way into the Canyon we stopped at the visitor center to get some postcards and there we found some glorious things to keep us cool. That sort of lifesaver would have been awesome at Death Valley, but better now then never.

We decided to go back to Las Vegas and in a desperate need of a shower, bc if you didn’t notice, we didn’t get one yesterday, just a quick wash ( a cat lick-> yeah I looked it up) we really needed one today.

Red Rock was hot as well and we think the people around us would be thankful that we got a shower.

We stopped at a Walmart, again, bc WiFi, yay. And I found another lake, we thought we could take a refreshing swim and stay there for the night, well the entrance to that area looked like we had to pay for the visit so we decided against it, drove all the way back to Las Vegas and decided to stop on the way to Zion National Park at a Gas Station with a showers.

Finally all the sticky feeling was gone but the way to Zion still ahead.

That was the first time the App I got was kind of useless. Some of the “free” camps were not marked as off road! Which we can’t do with our Eddie. And so we stopped at 4 places to finally find one that was ok. We just went straight to bed after having had lunch between number 2 and 3 of the free camps at a casino parking lot.

What a long long day!

Lots of love, M

[voldiebuns]

HalLUDOween!!

So last weekend I went to HalLUDOween, aka Ludo's one night only, first time in six years concert! They're my favorite band and since I didn't think I'd ever get to hear them again in concert, of course I had to go. Even if it was in St. Louis, an approximately 11 hour drive from home lol But @biffelderberry and I figured it would be worth it, and it so was :D

We started out early Friday morning since it was going to be a long drive and we had to pick up a rental car since neither of our cars was up to such a drive. Of course we found out like an hour into the drive that the model we got had had a recall put out that very morning, but thankfully we didn't have any problems with it. The drive was actually not too bad, despite being so long and being mostly a drive through boring wilderness. We'd put together an approximately 13 hour playlist, so we had plenty of music to sing along with. And we made lots of stops at Taco Bell so I could get their potato tacos bc I'm apparently obsessed lol I ended up eating Taco Bell for every meal Friday, which was probably not a good idea, but it tasted fucking awesome.

(Me, left, and Biff at the beginning of the drive.)

Made it to the hotel around 8 maybe. There were two guys from Chicago in the check in line in front of us who we think may have been there for the concert as well, but the cool part was when we went down to breakfast in the morning, we met two other ppl who were there for the concert! They were from Wisconsin and California, so it was cool to talk to them for a bit about how much we all love Ludo and were so happy we were getting to see them again. We'd planned to use most of Saturday to explore St. Louis, since we'd come so far anyway. We'd wanted to do a ghost tour, but that didn't end up working out, but we did do a few other cool things. We went to an antiques store where we couldn't afford anything, but it still had some really interesting stuff. Then we went over to Grand Street, which I gather is kind of the popular downtown street. We ate at Lulu's Local Eatery, which is a small, hippster-y vegan place. I got the mac n cheese and Biff got the sliders, both of which were fucking delicious. Also very filling, which was a little disappointing bc we'd hoped to share the carnitas loaded tots after lol After that we went to a nearby comic book store. The owner was super nice and we talked to him about Ludo a bit (I was wearing my Ludo shirt) bc apparently everyone in town knew about this concert lol He'd had some other ppl in earlier who were going, I think from New York? Or maybe Arizona. We basically spent the whole weekend hearing from ppl in town about ppl coming in from out of state for the concert. Anyway, after that we did a little more walking around, mostly bc we wanted to look at all the pretty trees, and then went to Walmart to pick up some food (they have a So Delicious cashew milk chocolate cookies and cream ice cream that is to die for!). And crosstitching stuff bc Biff wanted to do an AO3 inspired bookmark design, and I thought it sounded fun as well. Also got some face masks bc why not. Which actually turned out not to be the best idea... When we got back to the hotel, I tried out my clay mask and it didn't go well. I did put a little too much water in it, but I don't think that accounts for how I apparently had an allergic reaction to it. Seriously, when I took it off, I looked like I had a rash all over my face. Thankfully my makeup skills were enough to cover it up, but I did end up sitting with a cool cloth on my face for awhile just to be sure the only reaction was the rash. Here's a picture of me post concert with half my makeup wiped off (the red side was waaaay better than when I first took off the mask):

So got ready, blah blah blah. And then it was time for the concert!! Costumes were encouraged, but since we didn't actually bring any, we just dressed up. My outfit of the night, which I loved bc I'd been waiting for an excuse to wear that crop top:

We took a Lyft to and from the venue since we didn't want to deal with parking or driving back at who knew what time. Which was probably a good thing bc the whole area around there was packed. More so for the second show, where the lines were literally down the block, but even for the first show. Bc of my trying to deal with a sudden allergic reaction rash, we were running a little late, so we got there like halfway through the opener. He was pretty good from what we heard, so I'll probably look up his music at some point. We had assigned seats in the balcony, which I was really glad of even if they cost more than GA down below. We would have had to get there hours early to get a good place there and would have had to stand, which I really am not up to for long amounts of time. But our seats were actually really good and we had a fantastic view of the stage. Except for the railing being right at eye level lol Since the concert was Halloween themed, they of course had some Halloween elements for the stage and their costumes. There were a couple of big, glowing blow up ghosts on either side of the stage. When the show started, about a dozen ppl came out in sheet ghost costumes and ran away around for awhile until it was just the band and they took off the sheets to show they were wearing skeleton onesies. Which I really really want one of now tbh.

Here's the vid I took of the intro. It was honestly so so awesome to see them in concert again. The first and only time I saw them before was in 2011, which was right before they basically broke up (ie they all just drifted away to other things and the band was no more). They did pretty much the song set that I'd been expecting, though there were a couple of things they sang that I hadn't expected. (They'd done a poll on twitter with Topek, Girls on Trampolines, and a couple of others, so since Topeka won I wasn't expecting them to play Girls on Trampolines.) And they did my top three favorite songs of theirs! Including Andrew going solo on my absolute favorite, Horror of Our Love! I took a vid of that too of course, which you can prob hear both Biff and I singing along to. They ended the concert with a cover of the Ghostbusters theme song and having a bunch of kids come out to throw candy to the crowd, which was a fun way to end it. There was no new music, aside from the two covers they did, which I think all of us had been hoping for. Even though we knew it was unlikely since the week before was the first time they'd all been in a room together in years. Still, the music and the experience of being part of the crowd was just as fantastic as last time. So yeah, the concert was amazing all around and totally worth the ridiculous drive :D After, we went down the block to the merch store, bc there was definitely no way I was leaving without something. We stood out in the cold for an hour waiting in line, which was fine except for the couple behind us was being really critical of the show and really annoying. We found out the reason it was taking so long was that the band was in the merch store talking to fans and signing stuff and taking pictures, which I hadn't expected. Of course their handler started telling them they needed to leave basically as soon as we got up to the front of the line. But! They were being pretty slow about it bc they wanted to keep talking to the fans, so Matt, the drummer, ended up at the door at the same time we were and he gave us hugs! He also said thanks for coming again, which made it sound like he recognized us? But idk. Anyway, as awesome as that was, the best part was apparently the girl behind us really wanted a hug from him and we were the last ones he hugged before leaving. Vengeance is sweet :D Anyway, I ended up with a t-shirt and a poster for the concert, plus a couple smaller ones from previous tours that they were giving away for free. There was a really cool tree print that I wish I would have gotten, so I hope they put that up online. There was a vinyl of the last CD as well that I wanted, but I really didn't feel like I could justify that as well. Maybe they'll put it up online too.

We took a Lyft back, which was a bit of an experience bc we had to cross the street to get to our ride and some asshole apparently was tired of waiting in traffic and tried to speed around while we were in the crosswalk. He stopped in time, but Biff really thought he was going to hit me :/ But we made it back to the hotel safely and met the lady from breakfast again. We ended up talking to her for awhile, which was fun bc she's been following the band for a long time and is apparently knows them personally bc of that. Sunday morning we slept in a bit bc we'd been out so late. We were both very glad we had decided not to drive home that day lol We went back out to Grand Street and had lunch at Lemongrass, a Vietnamese place there. I got the tofu summer roll and sesame tofu, and the sesame tofu was seriously good omg. After that we did some more walking and went to a bookstore we'd seen on Saturday. It was really cool and had a pretty fantastic variety of stuff spread out over three levels. We met a local Ludo fan there (we were both wearing the shirts we bought) who hadn't gotten to go to the concert and talked to her a little. Afterward we went over to the St. Louis Art Museum since they were supposed to have a textiles exhibit that sounded really interesting. We didn't end up finding it, and we only got to stay about half an hour before they closed, but it was still really fun. Plus they had some gorgeous views out front, some beautiful fall maples, and a statue of, apparently, Saint Louis.

We thought about going to the zoo after that, since it was literally across the street, but they were having some Halloween event and there were hundreds of small children everywhere. We decided that wasn't something we wanted to deal with lol So we went and picked up lunch from Fred and Ricky's Plant Delicious Foods, a lttle vegan grab and go place, instead and took it to eat at the hotel. The food was pretty good, though probably the best part is that I found out they ship nationwide, so I can order from there sometime if I want. Which is nice bc we really don't have many vegan places here. Monday it was time to leave. Because the drive home was long and we had to get back before the rental place closed at six, we got up at 5 am to head out. It wasn't too terrible, but we were definitely still tired. And I fell coming down the stairs with my suitcase and bruised my ass. It still hurts :/ Drive home seemed longer than the one there, probably bc I didn't really want to be going home lol It's so interesting how every time I go away for a fun weekend, it hits me when I get back how much I hate living at my house and in my city and in Texas in general. So I guess good motivation to try to find a way to move out sooner rather than later. So the weekend was fantastic! There were a few other places we would have liked to go, like the City Museum and some more vegan restaurants, but overall we hit some good places and had a lot of fun. Plus just the landscapes up there were so so pretty. We don't have trees like that in Texas lol But we're definitely thinking of going back to St. Louis sometime to see some more stuff. And maybe see Ludo again, if this concert was a sign of things to come! But of course it coudn't be all good. My throat was feeling a bit scratchy on the way home Monday, and by Tuesday I was pretty sick. Thankfully I had the whole week off plus Monday and Tuesday this week (I'd been hoping to go to a Star Trek meet up this weekend, but I couldn't afford it after all). I'm hoping I'm well by the time I go back to work, but it's been kind of a sucky way to spend my time off! But still worth it for Ludo lbr :D

(If you want to see the food pics I took, they’ll go up on my food blog: @foodandmind)

[glasspigeons]

alright yall heres an account of my batshit fucking day bc i need to write all this down while im still angry. its gonna be long

so, a lot of my friends are cheerleaders and their state competition was today. during first period one of them asked me if i wanted to go and i asked my dad if he was chill with me driving an hour and half out of town alone and he said yes so i told her id go. i was real excited about it bc ive never driven that far by myself and ive never been to state comp before.

so i go home bc i dont have class, i do my nanowrimo work for the day, feed my snake, get gas, and eat. its like 2:30 at this point.

but the one thing. the one fucking thing i forgot to do. was get cash. and as far as i knew it was a free event. so not a big deal right?

WRONG. SO FUCKING WRONG

so anyway, i make it to this little backwater town where the competition is without a hitch, everythings cool, i pull up to the civic center and theres a sign that says entrance is $10.

which, like, okay, i thought it was free but whatever ill just use my card.

“we dont take debit,” says the ticket booth lady, who in hindsight might have been the devil himself disguised as a non threatening southern churchgoer.

“is there an atm” I say.

“no but theres one at the pizza hut down the street,” she says, smiling like an angry mom at a pta meeting.

so i begrudgingly walk all the way back across the parking lot and get in my car and go to the joint gas station-pizza hut where the atm is. im not super mad about it bc its like 5-ish and the comp starts at 5:30 so at this point i was still gonna be on time. 

but then i walk up to the atm and i see a giant sign that says they dont take mastercard. take a wild guess what my card is. 

by now im a little frustrated and kinda scared bc the gas station is full of creepy white dudes with no teeth. im a teenage girl. 

but i go back to the civic center and try to call people that i know are inside the building. only theres no signal because we’re so far in the middle of nowhere that even god cant see us. so i go back inside and talk to the lady again, and im like. obviously distressed. like there’s no way she can't tell i was just crying in my car.

i ask her if theres any way i can get in.

“there’s a walmart a little bit past that pizza hut, i think there’s an atm there,” the spawn of satan says.

i explain to her that im not from the area, that i know people in the building that could pay for me and that i really, really do not want to be wandering around this creepy ass town by myself at night.

“the walmart has an atm” she says.

so, because im a stubborn bitch, i walk back out to my car and go back the way i came to try to find the walmart. im having a mild panic attack because theres a good chance i just drove an hour and a half for nothing. after about ten minutes of driving i realize either i passed the walmart or it doesnt exist, so i stop at a gas station. i finally, finally get some money from an atm. it’s almost 6:00 now, i’ve missed the first part of the comp.

i think its over. it is not over.

apparently when i pulled into the gas station i must have gotten a little turned around, because when i leave i end up on a road ive never seen before. it takes me a while to notice because all the roads look the same, but then i pass the creepiest factory ive ever seen in my life. im talking like alice isnt dead levels of creepy. like this place was in the dead center of a huge field, had no parking lot, no cars, and no visible workers, but was totally lit up. 

i realize that A) im lost and B) I might have just driven straight into purgatory, and my mild panic attack turns into a full blown breakdown. 

after a couple minutes of assuming im gonna die, i get a little bit of my intelligence back and turn around. i eventually make it back to the gas station and figure out which way i need to go. i check my phone for the first time since i was at the civic center, and i have 4 missed calls from my dad.

turns out he was freaking out because i wasn’t responding, had called all my cheer friends and was like one missed call away from filing a missing persons report.

so, anyway, after i calmed him down a bit i FINALLY made it to the fucking comp. and the demon in a floral blouse is there to greet me. 

“oh, i’m going to give you the student price since you went to all that trouble.”

what was the student price? $5. 

i was almost an hour late to the comp. i had a panic attack and caused my friends and family to almost call the cops. all of this happened. because of $5.

after that i got pounced on by an entire cheer squad and had to post on my snap story assuring everyone that i wasn't dead, even though im pretty sure i actually died several times. some people thought i was flipped over on the side of the road or got kidnapped or some shit, some people thought id skipped town without telling anyone.

i ended up staying late so that i could follow one of my friends back home because my phone’s maps still weren’t fucking working.

what im trying to say here is fuck ticket ladies and fuck the interstate.

[anxiousanteaterr]

Had a dream i was shopping at a walmart that was attached to a university. It was really fun bc i was wearing my really worn out work shoes and the floor was super slippery so i basically just skated everywhere.

The walmart was massive and had like, two dedicated holiday asiles, one was for halloween and the other was beimg stocked up for christmas. It had a huge clothing section that was planned a little confusingly like it was put there to fill in the empty spots, but not hard to navigate, the grocery area seemed like an after thought too bc it kinda snaked around the back wall of the building and was smushed between the holiday and clothing areas and the home and office supplies area down at the other end. It also had a special area for like, super fancy bakery foods, but they were still packaged in that basic ass looking walmart plastic containers. But the area was behind a set of brown and glass double doors, and the whole room was decked out and fancy faux-wooden floors and fake plants on end tables n shit. It was nice but none of the food looked appealing to me there, and i dont think i could skate around in there, so i was annoyed by having to walk normally.

When I left the bakery I crossed through the home and office area to get to the checkout, and this walmart had a secondary shop in there that was for wrapping presents. People were lined up doing early christmas shopping, i guess.

When I got to the check out and bought my stuff, I ended up having to go back through the university to get to my car, bc i had accidentally parked my car in the school parking lot rather than the walmart one, and they did not connect. Also the "walmart parking lot" area that connected to the what I presumed was the main entrance to the store, was so insanely small. It was mostly windy grass sidewalks, small irregular patches of parking spots, and chain link fences that separated other parking areas. Like, they did not make an actual parking lot for this place.

I also remember I kept having to put on my mask multiple times bc it would just suddenly not be on my face anymore and be back in my pocket, and i remember when i went back through the school to find my car, i asked for help at the office, and they went with me. By the time I found my car, my shopping cart had turned into my old razor scooter, yet all the stuff i bought was being loaded into my car by the guys who helped me find my car.

Weird dream 8/10. Loved the skating part, didnt like the stressful part of not being able to find my car.

[rorykillmore]

and now that i’m back from the movies and settled, this is a christmas present for @sonofkaden who requested something with ratchet and kara pertaining to ratchet having trouble with school bc of executive dysfunction/overstimulation and kara being able to relate and supporting him. even though i do also headcanon kara as autistic, i usually don’t examine stuff like this because i consider it a bit out of my Lane so... it means a lot that fate trusted me with it enough to request it specifically. i hope it was done well.

fate!!! i’ve been lucky enough to be your friend for quite awhile now, but i feel like this year particularly? we’ve managed to get even closer and it’s something that i’ve been really grateful for. your infectious kindness and passion is something i’ve always admired but you also have a way of making people feel really good about themselves and i just. want you to know how much i appreciate that, especially recently. i know your family’s taught you to doubt yourself but i don’t ever want there to be any doubt about how much of a positive impact you’ve had on my life. you deserve all the support and validation in the world so hopefully this fic is like... a nice way of obtaining a bit of that.

Ratchet isn’t just one of her best friends anymore -- she also has to act, in some capacities, as his guardian. It’s not a task she can solve with laser vision or superstrength.

There’s an undercurrent of relief in the air as Kara waits outside her car from where she’s parked in the designated drop-off/pick-up zone -- but that’s probably to be expected. Clairbourne just let out for the holidays, after all, and Kara can still remember the thrill of having a week and a half off school to look forward to.

Generally, Ratchet likes school. She knows that and has never wanted to discourage it -- but still, even he can stand to take a break every once in awhile. She can’t pretend she’s not looking forward to getting to spend a little more time with him, this year especially (since they’re still getting over spending so much time apart). She’s even thought about asking Ratchet and Sasuke if they want to take a little trip, maybe spend a few days at a cabin somewhere for New Years -- though she’s not sure how well Sasuke vacations.

Maybe Ratchet’ll feel like helping her strategize on the way home, she thinks, breaking into a familiar grin as she sees him approaching.

Her expression fades almost immediately, because it does’t take her long to figure out that something’s wrong.

Ratchet’s ears droop unhappily as he walks, and he can’t quite manage to smile back at her. The look on his face is one that Kara can’t quite immediately place, but she doesn’t need to be told that he’s not feeling well.

“Hey,” she greets him more softly than originally intended as he walks up to her. “Did something happen?”

“Yeah.” Ratchet pauses. Blinks. “Uh -- I mean, no. Can we just... ? I kinda wanna get out of here.” He glances back at the school over his shoulder and Kara frowns, trying not to feel immediately protective.

“Sure.” She gestures to the driver’s seat door. “You wanna drive?”

Ratchet shakes his head mutely, which - if Kara didn’t have it before - is definite indication that something’s up. She doesn’t push the issue, instead retreating into the car, buckling up, and waiting for him to do the same.

The drive back to New York isn’t a long one - there’s a rift about ten minutes from here that puts them right in Manhattan - but today it suddenly feels like an eternity. Kara’s mind races, brimming with what if’s and all sorts of over-dramatic possibilities. It’s this part that she’s still not entirely used to. Ratchet isn’t just one of her best friends anymore -- she also has to act, in some capacities, as his guardian. It’s not a task she can solve with laser vision or superstrength. 

Kara may be able to move mountains (sometimes literally), but she’s only twenty-five years old, and she worries more often than she allows herself to admit that she’s gonna mess something up.

“Ratchet, talk to me,” she blurts out, not able to maintain the heavy silence any longer. “What’s going on?”

Ratchet presses the side of his head against the passenger’s seat window. “I just --”  He doesn’t look at her.  “I don’t want you to be... disappointed.”

He’s never said anything like that to her before, and even to someone who’s usually close to invincible, it feels a little like being punched.  She steals a glance at him, but he still won’t meet her gaze. “That’s, like -- not even possible.” Making it sound teasing strikes her as the best way of lightening the mood, even though in all seriousness, she doesn’t think she could ever not be proud of him. A little more carefully, she adds, “You know you can tell me anything.”

There’s a beat in which Kara thinks he’s going to fall into silence again -- but then he moves, and out of the corner of her eye she realizes he’s stopping to rummage through the backpack at his feet. They’re nearing a stoplight by the time he pulls out what he’s looking for, so she spares it a longer look.

 It’s a piece of paper -- this semester’s report card, she realizes after a moment. She scans his marks and sees a few C’s, a couple of D’s -- a B. One F.  

Her heart sinks for him, not because of him. She’s already gotten a sense of how he must be taking this.  

“Oh, Ratchet...” Her attention diverts briefly as they start driving again. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to --” He sounds startled, and then he cuts himself off. “I’m the one who messed up.”

“It’s just a report card. I don’t know anyone who got through high school without getting a bad one, once in awhile,” Kara soothes. Her first couple grades, back when she was still getting used to school and... Earth in general, definitely hadn’t been so great.

Ratchet straightens in his seat, his tail twitching frustratedly in his lap. “Okay, but -- this shouldn’t have -- I don’t even know what happened.”

“...What do you mean?”

He doesn’t give her an immediate answer, but she doesn’t push him for one. She knows by now that sometimes it’s less about Ratchet not wanting to talk to her and more about him not being able to find the right words.

“I -- I missed a lot of homework,” he admits after awhile. “I know I shouldn’t have, I just -- I knew some of my grades were slipping, and every time I thought about trying to catch up, or do extra credit, I would just -- I don’t know, freeze up!”

Kara stays quiet, processing, because she’s pretty sure Ratchet has more to say and she doesn’t want to interrupt his working it out.

“Like, I would think about doing it, and then I couldn’t -- think at all, until I stopped trying to make myself do it. And the more behind I got, the harder it was, and I -- I didn’t know how to make myself --”

His voice breaks. By now, Kara has decided to pull over into a nearby Walmart parking lot, because this is quickly becoming a situation that demands her full attention. Once the car is parked, she turns in her seat and reaches out to smooth over some of his fur.

“Ratchet,” she murmurs. “It’s okay. It really is okay.”

He looks close to tears, and she can hardly stand it. She doesn’t want to watch something he enjoys turn into a source of stress and disappointment -- she knows some of how that feels, and she suspects putting it into words for him might help.

“My foster mom used to say that -- when you feel like that, it’s called ‘executive dysfunction’. For all Krypton’s advances, we never had a a word for it.” Kara pauses for a moment, almost thoughtful. “But it doesn’t mean you’re lazy, or that you’re not smart. Okay? Grades on a report card are a dumb way of measuring that stuff, anyway.”

For all that this must be weighing on him, Ratchet tries to smile at her, and she feels a familiar flash of admiration for his courage. “...It still feels kinda crappy.”

Kara can’t help but laugh a little, endeared by how candid it sounds. “Yeah. I know.”  

Ratchet pauses more uncertainly. “How do you, uh... ? Deal with the -- executive dysfunction stuff. I mean, is there a way to -- ?”

“Well,” Kara considers briefly. “It sort of depends on what works best for you. But -- now that I know you’re having trouble, I can help. We can work on figuring out the best way to schedule things -- like, which times of the day are the easiest to study in, and how much time you should spend on it before you need to take a break.”  She remembers how supportive Eliza had been whenever she’d struggled as a child, and in that moment, it’s all she wants to make sure Ratchet gets to have the same thing.

“I bet Sasuke would help, too,” she offers, because she knows he would want to, even if he isn’t always good at saying as much. “In a way, it’s kind of like... training. You push yourself too hard when you spar, and your body gives out. You push yourself too hard when you study, and your brain does the same thing. If... that makes sense?”

When Ratchet nods, it’s slow and not quite certain, but some of the shame and frustration has eased from his expression. “I... think so, anyway.”

“There’s plenty of time to figure things out,” Kara continues. “And plenty of time to bring your grades up. I mean -- it’s sophomore year. You’re supposed to make mistakes sophomore year!”

“I guess I’ll have to take your word for it, since you’ve already survived it.” Ratchet’s tone is starting to sound teasing and wry, and it instantly eases a little of the weight on Kara’s heart. He pauses, his expression softening.  “...Thanks, though, Kara.  I --”  He hesitates.  “I’m really glad I don’t have to do this without you.”

The words hit her in a strange place.  All her feelings surrounding being pulled back and forth between two worlds are... complicated, to say the least, but she leans over to plant a soft kiss on his forehead. And when she pulls away to answer, she finds that she means it. “I am, too.”

They smile at each other for a moment, before Kara’s smile turns a little more playful. “So. Ice cream?”

“In the middle of winter?” Ratchet asks, though he doesn’t sound at all opposed to the idea.

“We’re still in New Orleans,” Kara points out, smile broadening into a grin, before she turns the car on again.

What she doesn’t say is that Ratchet deserves something nice. That he deserves -- the world, really.

But she thinks he gets the message anyway.

[mcwriting]

A Day Without Coffee

     Ayyyyyy guess who’s back again!! So I decided to wait on the pt 2 on A Flight to Remember and write the other story I mentioned in the a/n in AFTR. So, once again, Tom Holland x Reader bc I’m extra. Also this is literally the longest, most paragraph-y thing I’ve ever written soooo… Btw written in a sort of first person and slang text so if certain things don’t sound descriptive enough it’s because I’m trying to mimic regular-type speaking.

Fandom: (As always) Marvel bc Spider-man

Ship: Tom Holland (Sleepy!Tom) x Reader

Setting: Atlanta/An interview room

Word Count: 1,848 (wow that’s a lot my bad)

Warnings: Probably none other than one “cuss” word and Tom acting like an idiot lol; also this isn’t really a warning but it’s a little wordy (hopefully y'all are into that)

Rating: K+ (Maybe? I never know how to rate these lol. Rlly only bc I say the one word at the end)

Background: Reader was cast in the Spider-man Hoco sequel and recalls a story about when Tom made a fool of himself in front of you while in an interview. Reader began dating Tom at the end of shooting the movie.

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     Aside from the blinding lights, fake enthusiasm, and repetitive questions, you quite liked the whole “interview process.” Since you were new to the Hollywood scene, no one really knew much about you, so fans and interviewers were continually learning new facts and interesting tidbits about you that most people didn’t know.

You were on your seemingly billionth interview for the upcoming Spider-man sequel you had surprisingly been cast in.

You had gone into the audition as a fan, thinking you were only there for the experience. You never knew that only a month later you’d be on set in Atlanta, Georgia, surrounded by well known celebrities (and all around hottie, Tom Holland) while living out your dream.

“So, y/n,” the interviewer’s words cut you back into reality.

“Do you have any crazy or funny stories from filming that you can share with us?”

You laughed and thought about the question for a moment.

“Are you asking about before or after Tom and I started dating, because that’s definitely a factor…”

You gave a fake chuckle and smile. 

When you and Tom met, there was an instant friendship, along with the rest of the cast and crew. Though you had good off-screen chemistry with everyone on set, yours and Tom’s was different. Maybe it was the fact that you had walked in with the biggest crush on him, or just that fact that the two of you could play off each other and bounce off of one another’s jokes. Even Harrison joked occasionally about his jealousy towards your playful friendship. 

It really was no surprise to anyone, aside from you, perhaps, that Tom asked you out during the last week of filming. In hindsight, you should’ve seen it coming, from his stolen glances during the three-and-something months of shooting to the way Harrison and Jacob (who both knew of Tom’s intentions prior to you being asked out) prodded at Tom in the week leading up to that special day.

“Well I feel like all we hear about anymore is the post-dating gossip. So how about something from before you two got together, huh?” the woman’s inquiry once again snapped you from your thoughts.

“Haha well there was this one time. We were about a month or so into shooting and, as some may already know, I carpooled with Tom and Harrison to work since I was staying so close to their rental house…”

Since the first week of filming, you had been driving from your place to theirs, where you ate breakfast with the two every morning at six-or earlier if one of you needed extra time in hair/makeup/wardrobe that day-before getting into the (incredibly nice) car Tom was leasing and making your way to the studio. 

Tom didn’t quite trust you to drive.

“Y/n, I’m the older, and obviously more experienced, driver. It’s fine”

“Tom, you aren’t even from America. You literally drive on the wrong side of the road most of the time.”

“Well I’ve had to drive in this city every time I’ve been here. If I’m not more experienced in America, I’m at least more experienced in Atlanta.”

That’s where the argument had ended, because he did have a point.

Plus, his place was closer to the studio and big city traffic was never your favorite. 

“… and one day I got a call from Tom at like, I don’t know, four thirty? And he goes ‘Oh my God, y/n, I’m so sorry but I completely forgot that I’m supposed to be in early today for a certain scene we’re doing today. I would’ve just gone alone and left Harrison to go with you but he’s still sick and the cold medicine you got him has left him with a bit of a hangover.’ So I get up and let him know I’m on my way, right?

“So it’s so early that I literally just forgo changing or anything like that because I’m in a rush and need to get to Tom’s place. I literally got in my car wearing this super old, way too big t-shirt and and then a pair of sweats I’d been sleeping in the past couple of days and just drove away. I totally forgot shoes and went in my socks.”

The interviewer interjects a “No way!” before you continue.

“I know right! So anyways, I rush over there, totally ignoring speed limit signs to get there, pull in the driveway, and just burst through the door from the garage into the house. Thankfully I had left a pair of slides at the house that I could just slip on before grabbing Tom. Harrison had come down with some flu or awful cold the day before and there was no way he could come with us, not that I’d let him of course. I mean, it was the works: he was coughing, could barely breathe, hardly able to function. 

“Unfortunately that also meant that we didn’t have anyone to make breakfast, because I think anyone that follows Haz knows he’s a bit of a cook. Most days I’d come and he would have cooked bacon, gotten he and Tom eggs, and me a muffin, since that’s literally what I live on. While the two of them would sit down with a cup of coffee, I always drank a cup of, I know, I know, iced tea. I mean, to them it’s like, a cardinal sin, but I can’t get enough of the stuff.

“But anywho, I grab my shoes and toss Tom the keys while grabbing a couple of granola bars. Here’s where you see the mistake: Tom didn’t get to drink his coffee. Now, usually, this wouldn’t be a problem, I mean, there’s always coffee on set. Except for today.”

“Oh no!” the interviewer exclaims, trying to keep the story lively.

“We get to set and it turns out that the coffee maker, like, blew out or something and we were so close to being late that Tom was immediately sent to wardrobe and stuff, and of course the only way he can drink while he’s in the suit is by shoving a little tube in a hole they cut in the suit and letting him drink. Problem is, he can only have water since they don’t want him to mess up the suit.

“Fast forward to like, ten thirty that night. They never replaced the coffee maker and Tom was allowed to take off the mask once just to scarf down a quick lunch at midday. He was literally so exhausted and kept falling asleep everywhere. Thank God he wasn’t doing major stunts that day, because he probably would have hurt himself or worse. 

“Anyways; ten thirty p.m. and they finally let Tom go, so he gets the suit peeled off of him and stumbles toward the bathroom in his robe, holding his clothes to change into. He was so tired that it took him almost ten minutes just to slip on his usual joggers and white t-shirt. I had to help him tie his tennis shoes! It was wild. 

“I grabbed all of our stuff and Tom tried to reach for the keys and I was like ‘uh what are you doing?’ and he starts going on this whole ‘Well I’m not letting you drive my car’ thing. I mean, I had driven his car before. Of course, it was in a Walmart parking lot just to prove that I could drive it, but still. It counts. So I bring that up and assure him that, ‘yes, Tom, I know where I’m going and how to get there.’

“He finally stops fighting me and crawls into the passenger seat. I turn on the car and before we even left the parking lot he’s dead asleep. I hoped the fifteen minute drive would at least get him enough of a power nap to get himself in the house once we arrived, but I was so wrong. I had to make my way over to his door and basically drag him out of the seat and into the house. Thankfully Harrison was still awake, and visibly much better from that morning. 

“Harrison asked me what was going on as he came up on the other side of Tom to get him to his room and I briefly explained the situation. We get Tom into his room and I pull his things from his pockets and plug in his phone while Harrison tugs off his tennis shoes. Harrison went into the hallway and left me with Tom, who was babbling like an idiot.

“He kept saying things like ‘Y/n, where are we?’ and ‘No I don’t need sleep’ and all, and so I just sort of awkwardly whispered ‘Tom, I think you should get some rest… I’ll see you in the morning… Uh.. Bye?’ 

“I started to walk away and he just grabs me out of no where and pulls me into a hug. It caught me off guard because he was laying down and I was standing, so I just sort of fell over him. He mumbled into my ear ‘Thank you so much, y/n’ and I quietly reply with a ‘Oh no problem. Happy to help’ type thing and he just keeps thanking me and suddenly he starts kissing my face. My cheeks, forehead. It was strange. 

“I immediately stood up and quickly blurted out ‘UhgoodnightTomseeyoutomorrow’ and rushed out the door. Of course Harrison saw the whole thing and was laughing his butt off while I rushed out.”

The interviewer is laughing as well at this point and shaking her head.

“And the thing is, I come back the next morning, six o’clock as always, and Tom’s already on his third cup of coffee for the day. When I brought it up Harrison winked at me and Tom explains that ‘man I was just so tired yesterday I need it’ and then he goes ‘hey thanks for driving me last night, I don’t remember much of what happened after getting in the car. How did I even get to bed?’

“So I look up at Harrison and stumble through a shortened version of me driving his car home, without any problems you know, in the hopes that he’ll let me drive it more, and how Harrison and I carried him to bed. I totally omitted the parts after that and he never mentioned it again. Though he did let me drive the car a lot more after that…”

“Wait, he doesn’t even know about this?” the woman exclaims.

You shake your head with a grin.

“Nope. I guess I’ll have to send this interview to him when it releases! He’s gonna be so pissed. I can’t wait!”

You wave to the camera while chuckling.

“Love you, Tommy… Hope you still love me after this! You’re the best!”

“Well folks, it looks like we just got the inside scoop on y/n y/l/n and Tom Holland’s pre-dating relationship!” the interviewer began.

“And I’d say that if we learned anything today, it’s that Spider-man himself can’t live a day without coffee.”

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A/N: Well that was a trainwreck and way too long. I promise Pt. 2 of A Flight to Remember will be much better than this and will hopefully be out by tomorrow. Hope you like reading this as much as I enjoyed putting this together in my head 😂

[danatole-headcanons]

Ace, Andy, Kena, and Vic’s Danatole Kid Hcs

@melchirits

* THE KIDS * * helo naught xhildern, it’s danatole child time * THE KIDS: Fyodor(Theo) and Lucette (Lucy) Dolokhov-Kuragin * Dickle * every close friend/relative gets One Name to suggest * all of them are really good and considerate…………..until they go to balaga, a family friend * they tell balaga that he has One Chance……. And the name he choses is dickle * “ok balaga you have one shot at this, don’t fuck it up” * “ok ok hear me out. dickle.” * anatole is dying * dolokhov is having a heart attack in the background, im fucking wheeding * “ok but give me at least three chances” * “hear me out: succulent butterfly or FUCKING NUTMOBILE” “why’d you scream the second one?” “Because it should be in all caps” “get the fuck out” * “you had one chance, WE’RE NOT NAMING OUR GOTDAM SON DICKLE” * “but can the middle names spell dickle, what about troika” * “balaga please get out of our house it’s midnight” * “how about pikachu. Or ash ketchum.” * fedya, screaming from the background, heart attack paused: “YES” “i think i thought of the perfect name” balaga literally gets to anatole’s height by climbing him and whispers, “the loud THX noise from that one movie.”[a] * “name the child the THX noise” “balaga,,,,its been four days please leave” * he Won’t give up * Other balaga recommendations: * FUCKING NUTMOBILE * lucas steele, and variants * paul pinto * razor boy * succulent * marvin * paul pinto in khakis * lucifer * succulent butterfly * lampost * trash can * naruto * pikachu * ash ketchum * kukas steeke * THX noise * fursuit * (anatole kicks him out after that one) * ALSO * “fedya you are the father” * “so are you” * “oh shit true” * the first child (theo) grows up and learns that they were literally almost named fucking nutmobile and is ready to deck both balaga and their dads * balaga is like “im gonna teach your kid how to drive” * anatole astral projects while Everyone it holding fedya back from destroying balaga * balaga teaches the kid how to drive anyway bc fedya and anatole can’t stop him * so the kid gets pulled over by a cop the first time they drive (w/balaga) bc of course * the police person is just like “I KNOW YOU” and balaga screams “FLOOR IT” * “green means go, red also means go probably, yellow means speed up” * “balaga why is my kid crying” “,,,,,,,,,,reasons” * balaga calls theo dickle forever bc he can * Lucy has Fedya’s Determination and she does everything balaga does better * balaga cries into a wine bottle on the pavement * “balaga eating saltines and chugging wine on the sidewalk”~Quote from Ace * one time balaga takes lucy out for night lessons * fedya wakes up as this is happening and has a panic attack because “where is our kid oh dear god” * he literally sprints out into the driveway and balaga screams “FUCKING FLOOR IT” and lucy’s doing all sorts of pro maneuvers * while balaga ends up hanging on for dear life because “oh so this is what it’s like to be my passenger” * “lucy lucifer” * balaga has a corkboard full of parking tickets he never paid, he hoards them like trophies * (balaga voice) speed limit 420 haha nice

* “Balaga that says 42,,,” * “if i put four engines in my car,,,” * balaga owns a school bus that’s decked out like a monster truck * balaga works for uber AND lyft, like a double agent * one time he gets an uber and lyft at the same time so hes like fuck it and gets them both * fuzzy dice on rearview mirror * balaga’s car is named nutmobile & it has a nut sticker * balaga sleeps in his car in a walmart parking lot at night?? * on lucy’s first birthday balaga teaches lucy how to say fuck and fedya decks him in the street * balaga picks lucy up from school or something one day and he saw her and just yelled “HEY LUCIFER” * lucy whips around like YEAH FUCKASS WHAT DO YOU WANT, she was like 14 * BALAGA IS LITERALLY AT ANATOLE AND FEDYAS HOUSE ALK THE TINE AND HE IS JUST YELLING LUCIFER ALL GHE TIME AND FEDYA ID LIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP BALAGA * balaga runs like naruto * balaga was the babysitter literally all the time * balaga worked as a gym teacher for a month before getting fired * (“what’d he get fired for?” “nothing you can prove”) ~Andy and Ace * someone else parks in his parking spot and he just keys the car * balaga worked as a librarian for two hours before being fired for telling the kids to shut the fuck up * balaga never gets fired from uber no matter what * Review: 5/5. Almost died but i got to my destination, 30 minutes away, in 2 minutes. * “LUCY, HYPERDRIVE” * balaga has completely taken over anatole & fedya’s garage * they try to walk in one time like “is this is fucking dead rat” and he shoots them with a paintball gun and says “no this is covfefe” * Balaga goes as a gc egg shaker for halloween w the kids * “No you just hear the beads and then theres tiny egg man” ~Kalvin * “yeah the guy who lives in our garage uhhhh tiny egg man” ~Theo * lucy draws balaga and he says “hell yeah fanart,” hangs it up on like the ceiling of his car * when lucy and theo play mario kart she always chooses rainbow road * chooses monopoly for Family Game Night * “lucy please we’ve been playing for three days” “no it’s blond dad’s turn” * anatole’s dying on the floor, fedya’s crying, theo’s dissociating * theo’s a hide and seek master

*They watch Buzzfeed Unsolved * lucy & theo go ghost hunting, lucy’s humming the ghostbusters theme and theo’s shaking like a leaf in the corner with ten vials of holy water on him * “hey demons it’s me, ya boi” “LUCY NO” * “COME AT ME DEMONS!” “L U C Y P L E A S E” * Theo is Dipper Pines * lucy is always ready to Deck People (kalvin style) * lucy has a pokeball in her backpack to throw at people she doesnt like * the guys at school call her “hellraiser” and the girls call her “lucifer” * theo and lucy are Not Straight in the slightest * lucy is pan, theo is gay & ace, & also trans * lucy makes so many innuendos she got detention multiple times because of it * theo can play literally any instrument and spent his money on bookfairs in elementary school * Theo knows that anybody who plays violin is a basic bitch so he plays viola instead * “Fyodor jr.!” “Sorry dad, you’re basic.” ~Convo with Anatole * theo quickly become better at gambling than fedya, it switches from fedya letting him win to him actually getting demolished, fedya cries * lucy does the thing where it looks like you’re doing ballet but then you go over to someone and kick them in the face * lucy literally carries around a bag of glitter to throw on people when they say/do something stupid * lucy’s ringtone is the THX noise and it’s always so fucking loud * ippolit kuragin is the cool uncle but also cryptid * is a fashion designer in NY apparently * unrelated: (dolokhov voice) me me big anxiety * theo stans all the murder musicals * also is totally straight for phillipa soo * also stans all things LMM * lucy’s contact pick for Blond Dad is That anatole pic * lucy is team valor and theo is team instinct * fedya’s valor, anatole’s mystic (prettiest logo???), balaga’s instinct * everyone outs poor anatole for being on team mystic * “so uh anatole what team did you pick?” “mystic” “oh because they’re smart and stuff–” “no, they’re the most aesthetic * the kids are highkey competitive about pokemon * anatole does that thing where he does 600000 soft restarts to get a shiny starter * he REALLY LOVES alolan vulpix!! * lucy has an embarrassing collection of photos of anatole * Balaga insists on giving the kids The Talk * theo didn’t talk for a week after but it could have gone much worse * someone: so how’d It Go? * theo, shaking, looking up with the purest fear in his eyes: it could have been worse * balaga teaches theo to curse * also, someone @ theo : “fuck, i mean shoot! im so sorry!!” theo, drinking a glass of vodka: what the fuck you can swear around me i literally fuckimg 21 years old what the shit * theo, quietly: in the heights is better than hamilton * lucy, a floor down: EX-FUCKING-SCUSE ME * once lucy asked balaga “hey do you sell drugs” * and balaga was like “no why, do you need them? bc i can get you them” * everyone sees theo as the calm kid, but if you talk shit about his family he Will duel you in a denny’s parking lot @ 3am hamilton style * there’s always the option to go live in the garaga with balaga * Theo’s secret dating the Andreirretasha kid, Nico(lai) * They are the cutest couple™ * Okay some Mama Helene™ bs * Helene was the mom, Fedya was the dad * “Helene and Dolokhov arm-in-arm,” * Lucy looks like a mini Helene, Theo looks like a mini Fedya * The only difference between Helene and Lucy is while Helene has the green-hairpiece-thing, Lucy wears a mauve bow * On Lucy’s fourteenth bday, Helene bent down to eye-level, look soulfully into her eyes, and said this: * “Lucy, as my daughter, i feel as if you should have this..” * It’s a necklace that says “Bitch” * Lucy was 13 when she started her drunk text collection * On Lucy’s 16 bday, helene gave her her most prized possession * “Lucy, I want you to have this, I was going to give it to you later in life, but you’ve come so far already..” * She pulls out a book from her purse, written in fancy calligraphy on it are the words “Burn Book” * “Lucy this is everything that someone i know has done wrong, treat it with care…” * It was one of the only times lucy has ever cried * You bet your ass there’s an entire section dedicated to Anatole * “Anatole, age 1-6, Anatole, Age 7-10, Anatole, Age 11-13, Anatole, Age 14-18, etc” * Theres even some stuff about Cryptid-Uncle-Ippolit * “Hey dad? Remember when you and uncle Pierre tied to guy to a bear for shits and giggles?” * Theo is on the spectrum * Helene got him a fidget cube * He and Lucy do sibling costumes * Theo is a gangly mess of limbs like how does the kid function * Theo was cis-passing when he started dating Nico * When he told him he was trans, Nico just shrugged and kissed him alot * Yeah so I love these kids and might write a fic

[trickstarbrave]

last night the smoke detector had a low battery, and if you have ever experienced that you know they chirp LOUDLY every 30 or 60 seconds (mine being 60). i thought that maybe i could sleep and THEN run to the store the next day to get battery but nope. it was so loud even with earplugs in i could hear it loud and clear (yes i tried just ripping out the battery BUT its also hooked up thru the wall so that didn’t work. it kept screaming. if its gonna be wired into the wall why doesnt it just use energy from that-- whatever) 

so i had to make the difficult trek to walmart at 2:30 am. it was super never wracking bc i was so afraid of like someone cornering me and throwing me into their car or smth. idk i was just terrified. anyways i was fine but on the trip i saw:

a car w a logo parked outside y building. i thought someone might have just been getting dropped off after drinking but they. stayed there. they were gone when i left

someone flat out ran a red light. i know they saw it, because they did stop, and then just turned anyways after confirming i wasn’t a cop

walmart was empty. i saw 2 employees near the front but there was absolutely no sound except for me dropping a pack of batteries and breathing. no beeps. no music. no shuffling. nothing even on the TVs that were turned on. it was silent. 

when i exited the men in the parking lot were now out of their car (which was previously turned on. i was afraid they were like waiting for me to leave or smth and one dude turned to look at me b4 looking away. as i got in my car (checking no one was like in the back or smth) i saw someone else approach them and realized in the exchange it was a drug deal. i didn’t say anything but it was weird they were doing it near the FRONT of the store where there are obviously cameras. w/e i dont tell ppl how to live their lives

a couple holding hands. at 3 am. on the sidewalk. it was 55 degrees outside. idk. it was kinda sweet while my adrenaline was like. peaking. 

anyways i hope i never had to leave my house alone after 11 pm every again