#ive got plans with my bestie and will have some time to hang with my cat

[juniestar]

Oh my god one last thing my ex took me to outside lands and when we tried to watch lana del rey he laid down on the grass and had a “panic attack” (this was after months of him talking about how he didn’t like her) so we went to see foo fighters after a bit and he was FINE

[flowery-manipulations]

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[khodorkovskaya]

13.03.23

yesterday was a very thought provoking day so i want to tell you guys about it! lots of stuff about growing up/coming of age, relationships, etc, all that good stuff!

so i went ice skating with my oxford/france bestie and my student as we do every sunday and it was so much fun! im getting more and more confident on the ice! and it was great, i love spending time with friends when we're doing something like an activity , like something with a purpose you know.

then we went to get hot chocolate as we always do and since my student's wife wasn't there, he spilled some tea! we started talking about relationships bc my london bestie was in town this weekend and her bf finally got his visa so he came to our town for the first time ever! it was his first time outside of the uk and his home country so we were all very excited! but anyway, we started talking about relationships bc to be completely honest with you, im not a fan of my bestie's bf, but i'll get to that in a sec. and my student said that he's only been in love 3 times in his life. when we asked him what about his wife, he said it's not really love as in romantic or sexual love, they're just really good companions. and... they've never had sex! which honestly kinda changes my perspective on their whole thing, but also not really. he said they've only ever done kink stuff together bc they're into latex and things like that. and since she's so much younger than him, he's never wanted to have sex with her. as he desciribed it, he's not a zizi kind of guy i.e. he's uninterested in sex in general. and yeah, ive always thought he was somewhere on the asexual spectrum and this confirmed it. anyway, that was a fun fact.

now back to my london bestie and her boyfriend, im not a fan of the guy frankly. he comes off as really uninteresting and they have this whole mother-son dynamic going on, i really don't get it. he's boring and unattractive and also probably asexual or maybe gay bc he's uninterested in sex with my bestie. so i was looking forward to seeing her and i was happy that her bf could finally come to our country, but i would've preferred it if i could talk to my bestie one-on-one without his company yknow? and then my bestie also messaged me saying that she invited another friend of ours to come hang out with us and again... i feel like such a bitch but the friend she invited is just... so uninteresting. the girl has no values and sure, she'll laugh at your jokes and talk about anything, but i can't stand her superficiality. every time i hang out with her i feel like im wasting my time.

so on my way to the bar i was already imagining all the dumb conversations we're gonna be having and how bored i was gonna be, already trying to make up excuses about how i could get myself out of this and go home and work instead of gargling air with two of the most uninteresting people i know. and i felt so shitty because i was supposed to be looking forward to seeing my bestie and i was supposed to be happy about her boyfriend's visa and i was supposed to be happy about seeing that other friend bc i haven't seen her in ages. but i was just dreading it so much oh my god. i don't know what it is. am i a bitch? am i pretencious and arrogant and do i think too highly of myself? i felt awful. and even my ed thoughts were coming up on my way there. i was like "ooo im skipping lunch today im gonna be so skinny yay". like wtf. i wanted to be happy about seeing my bestie but instead i felt guilty and just wanted to go home and work...

anyway, as anticipated, i was bored out of my mind... her boyfriend's attitude was pissing me off. i asked them what they've done these past two days, like what they've visited and what their plans were. and they said that they went to the old town, walked around the lake, ate at mcdonalds and drank wine. which is fine i guess but like... there's so much to do around here and so many things to see! you can have mcdonalds and wine in london and tbh the old town is not really worth visiting if you don't know anything about it, like it's just a couple of pretty houses, it's gonna be boring if you just walk around aimlessly. like idk if i had two days to show our city to someone who's never been, i would've done so much more idk. and then the bf was like "yeahhh this place is boring it's not for me" and when i asked him why, he said that it's because there are a lot of pubs in london and not a lot around here. like duh of course if your only priority is drinking ofc you're gonna be bored anywhere you go. idk that really annoyed me. plus they didn't even go out at night so he didn't even have a point of comparison. like sure, we don't really have pubs like as in english pubs, but we have a lot of cool bars and clubs and other fun night time activities. like i invited them to the disco on ice on saturday, which is sooo much more fun than drinking wine at home come on! but they said no! and our town is the boring one, all right!

then my bestie invited me over for dinner with her parents and her ukrainian friend. and as the night went on the more and more i kept realising that i don't have much in common with her anymore. and it was so heartbreaking bc we grew up together. we had so many integral life moments together but now it seems that they weren't so integral after all. and it sucks because no one else is gonna know what i was like growing up and it feels like such an important part of me. she's the only one who's seen this part of me and yet it has no importance anymore because we barely have anything in common now.

idk it sucks and there's not much to say. we have different lives, different views, different priorities... and i really felt like the odd one out because at the dinner table everyone was kinda on the same page (except for the parents bc they're getting divorced lol but that's another story). at one point bestie's mum asked me where i was at with my studies. she asked me if i still give language lessons and do catsitting and i was like not really. i have one student who's become a friend now and for the cats thing, if my neighbour asks me ofc im gonna help out. but im not actively looking for these kind of jobs like i did in highschool because duhh im an adult now and im working. and then the mum was like "yeah, you should stop doing that. let's find you a real job" and it really like... upset me. because what about our business? no one seemed to care or ask me any questions about it. "where's you shop again?", "you sell clothes???" like guyssss this has been my family's life for years now! and im pretty vocal about what we've been doing and the project we're working on. and yet no one cares. i don't know, it made me really upset. as if everything we've been working on is not serious. as if getting a "real job" is the only thing that matters.

i don't know, i feel like there's a lot to say but there isn't much to say... it's just that me and my bestie have grown apart. and it hurts. it hurts that i can't relate to her anymore. and i don't understand her lifestyle or her opinions or her way of viewing the world. no, i do understand. but it's so unlike me. we don't value the same things. and it sucks.

and then the ukrainian girl was talking about how she went to dubai and how it's the place to be and how she's looking for a husband. and again, i just cannot relate. and felt so left out. like i don't know, ive gone through so much these past couple of months and it's incredible. but i can't share it with anyone because no one cares. everyone has different priorities... my bestie has an office job she's comfortable at, her boyfriend complains about life and wants to move to canada to find himself, bestie's mum is leaving her husband to go live with her lover and worries about how because of the war in ukraine her job's been intense, the ukrainian girl is trying to find a husband in dubai meanwhile her hometown has been destroyed. and i... well.... i can't even explain it.

i suddenly felt really scared of being alone for the rest of my life. i remembered coming home to B and feeling like i had my person. it felt nice imagining that i was not alone because i had him. but ive always felt lonely with him. but coming home and cuddling with him was nice. im scared that i'll never find my person, someone who can see and understand me, all of me. for now the only people i can relate to are "weirdos" like my student and my oxford/france bestie. they're so much fun! but is this how it's supposed to be? how do i fit in with normal people? how do i become normal?

anyway, i walked home and cried and felt very alone.

and then i had a dream about B and how i came home and he wasn't there so i called him and said "i can't do this anymore, it's either me or [his business name]". i woke up feeling satisfied that i had finally said it. but it's too late now, our relationship can't be repaired. and i can't set any ultimatums anymore and make him choose, because i chose to leave. and he chose himself. and im gonna be alone.

[themindelectricdemo4]

i think to myself lke. back lke 2 year ago, im like...my friendship with my friends was so good, what happened?

really, i let myself go. i got a lot of disappointment in my regular life (couldnt get disability, more illnesses, treatment failing, family dying) i found that gong to college has helped me so much. because its like...setting a life for myself. getting a routine. having something to wake up for.

when all i wanted to wake up was for my friends, they were the brunt of everything, especially my moodiness that was becoming more & more unstable. i keep wanting to apologize but i hope i can form better wording in my head that articulates what i want to say the most (firstly that it doesnt justify my actions, and secondly, that im not crawling back to rekindle) im kind of stuck with overthnking it, so honestly.......it could be a world where i never directly apologize because i fear what my words sound like

i havent changed in that aspect in that i miss the connotation of my words often...maybe i could show it to my partner for proof reading, but i wouldnt want to involve a lot of people or anything ive accepted this is my human flaw & i continue to try & wrap my head around implications but it doesnt work. i do feel dumb ..oh well what can i do. i try to ask people to ask for clarification if they think something i said was weird (because if my intentions were mean ...i would want to make sure you knew for sure ...LOL.) but if they dont.. dont know what to do. but ive find in college, my friends ask me, they respect that, they make me feel like a human being & not some dumb (insert a barrage of slurs i could call myselfhere). self inflicted words..because i wish i could just learn social shit like a normal person & i feel dumb for not being able to mask this, or be able to study it enough to even pretend like i understand

im happy with the way my life is going now... i went to college, met my partner irl, i havent thought about genuinely kmsing myself in a good while now, like i couldnt go a month or two without planning it in my head, but im...actually doing good? its crazy...even my psych said she was so proud of me today saying she couldve never imagined me how i am today just because of how bad i was. i dont take that as a negative btw cuz thats me past tense. im proud of it.!!! really like, after whatever the fuck happened in august '23 i was like, ok. no more of this shit.

& it worked? i got all As, im in college. holy shit. the several times i would blow up on my friendsin the past into HUGE fights? the most heated i got was exactly one time where i snapped after a long day of being spoken over (by this person that i didnt particularly want to hang out with, as agreed upon with my friend because even that person agreed we didnt have a lot in common) & that...was it??? like im shocked. all my rage . gone . whar. .. & my friends are like.......they ask me what im doing/feeling based on things i do cuz they think im mad (the rbf & monotone voice) & im like oh!! oh my gosh no, im good! im sorry for worrying u & they were like oh! dw just checking. cuz i curated the baddest bitches of autistics who just get it fr . me & my current bestie we just ask each other the most blunt questions to get clarity on situations & i love that 4 us ... hes supa nice. love all my fends . but wow idk im proud of myself & this turned into a ramble where im positive cuz i was acually gettng mad at myself sadge but yea. i do wanna apologize but im afraid of being misconstrued & my paranoia over this manifests into probably never doing it. i got lving with my mother probably to blame fo r that (dont get me started on the shit she pulled over winter break that everyone in my family agrees she is ridiculous for with physical proof ok im reeling

[phorusrhacidae]

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🪷climbing with new friends 🌿got into the MA program I wanted 🌱started working on my drivers license here 🌷made plans to visit my friend in Leuven 🌊plans for our big US trip this summer 🌼going to Uppsala soon to get the guest student card for Valborg! 🪺🐣spending Easter on out on the island 🥰 🌿 making progress on my bachelors thesis! 🍄spending time with my bestie (whose hand you can see in this pic of disappointingly plain bubble tea cups) 🌸started crocheting a cardigan (and realized I kind of hate it but I started working on it so now I know!) 🦭so many amazing toys! Redoing my display and finding cool stuff in my own collection ⛸️possibility of afterseason figure skating starting up again (I love skating and then swimming right after) 🛹soon it will be the season for longboarding outdoors!

tomorrow I will get up and pack my stuff, then go into town to meet J and his mom, and if all goes well I will be able to finish the rest of "the prisoner's throne" in the car!

I have been hanging out with @jagborimumindalen and just reading and journaling and drinking bubble tea, have had some good coffee and conversation with classmates, gone climbing at the nice place in town (and had grilled cheeeese after!!) with a new friend, have had so much fun redoing my display and researching betty spaghetty and other slightly more obscure toylines, had fika with another friend today and went to the library and got a maaasssivee stack of books I'm excited about, then voice chatted with another friend on the way home about uni, looking for work, and revenge bedtime procrastination and laughed a lot. This evening Ive been eating the good chips, reading and looking up oooold computer games like freddi fish, I want to learn to do pixel art and I want to learn to paint! and I want to play all these old games, I figured it out before.

The year so far in good things: I did start the year in luxembourg with my cousins which was SO much fun, then I went snowboarding in råmundberget with bf and fam, then I worked on my thesis and climbed a lot (met my grade goal!), and then spent 3 amazing weeks in the US (wildlife, weather, the ocean!! being on the boat again, antiquing, puzzles and star trek with my parents, coffee shops, bookstores, siiighh), then came back and got more school work done, started the process on my driver's license, and got into the MA program, made some new friends and spent time with old, so looking forward to Easter on Koster, then Uppsala trip, then Valborg trip, going to see the lilacs and the rhododendrons with R somewhere in here, and some books I'm looking forward to come out, and the new season of bridgerton! then Leuven again in the end of May (!), and I'll graduate then too! then swimming and enjoying the summer in stockholm with friends, having a mini staycation with J, and off to the US again for an amazing trip with friends, family reunion, and then coming back to enjoy the last week of August before starting the MA program and hopefully a part time job, and lots of good books to read, games to play, climbing and art and hopefully dancing to do in the meantime. life is good.

[sodrippy]

It’s hBO war anon, happy March Val we made it!! ♥️ I just barely made it lmao and it’s only one more week until day light savings begins/end idk which one it is but yaaay!! Sunshine and brighter days will come 🌞☀️ do you have anything fun planned for the month? I just have a few things with friends to look forward to (just getting food and hanging out etc), but I’m just taking it one day at a time 🌸

hi hi omg we DID make it!! feb dragged on for so long it weirdly feels really refreshing to have made progress to march...that doesnt make sense but i hope you get what i mean.

omg i didnt even realise daylight savings was next week (i keep thinking its in april bc thats how it is in aus) how exciting!!! ooh yay hanging out with friends is literally SO revitalising i hope you guys have a good time<3 for me, my plans are to take some boxing classes and get back into that, and just spend as much time outdoors as possible when the weather warms up again! ive got a lot of free time right now and id like to make the most of it while i can ☀️

wait btw! have you checked out masters of the air? i tried it but i just couldnt get into it at all ): i know it takes a few episodes to really establish who the hell everyone is and all that but i couldnt stick it out. i wonder if youre still interested in the series after such a long time

but anyway, march is gonna be better than the last couple of months bestie i know it!! 🥰❣️

[diamondcladclown]

The harlequin made her entrance in a way she often did. With some theatrical flair. Literally cartwheeling into the alley. Quickly running over to her bestie once she was spotted by the clown girl. "I roped you into fun!" She exclaimed with glee. "You know I ain't really the planning type most of the time anyway." She dismissed the idea with a wave of her hand.

"I mean sure we do have an end goal here. I figure if I steal something nice enough for my puddin pop that he'll stop being cross with me cause I kinda messed up our last job. Last time I saw him he wanted to kill me. You know the usual." Another wave of dismissal was given like it wasn't a big deal.

"Anyways there's this new museum they opened up. They have a diamond which they named the harlequin. So I have to get it! Plus there's some plant pheromones there that I figured you'd be interested in." Her expression turned a bit more sentimental as she gazed into ivy's eyes. "But the reason I invited you out here is cause I missed ya ive. It feels like forever since we got to hang out." That had been her fault since she'd been more focused on doing whatever joker wanted when it came to taking down batman.

@countlessrealities

@diamondcladclown asked for a small starter from Poison Ivy !

Poison Ivy didn't work with others. It wasn't a rule she openly and strictly enforced, but then again she didn't need to. Between her general dislike of human beings and the fact that her aims never aligned with anyone else, there was little to no space left for her to team up with someone else, even if she had wanted to.

Of course, as it happened with most rules, this one too had an exception. The very same that could push Ivy to bend her beliefs a little and to change her plans. An exception named Harley Quinn.

Biting back a heavy sigh, the eco-terrorist leaned against the wall of the dirty alley, barely resisting the urge to tap her foot. She wasn't even sure of what she was supposed to be doing there and she was really starting to think that her best friend had brought her along just for her company or for moral support. Which Ivy wouldn't have minded, if it hadn't been that all this fuss had something to do with Joker.

She would never get what a brilliant, strong woman like Harley saw in that self-centred douchebag.

"Harls, seriously, are you going to tell me what this is all about? I swear, if you roped me into some unnecessarily elaborated plan for a birthday gift or an anniversary date or...whatever, I'm leaving."

Of course, she wouldn't have walked away, not on her only friend, but it felt good to make the threat.

"So?"

[justburningdaylight]

Operation Love Me

Steve Harrington x Fem Reader

Summary: Reader has been with Steve for almost two years. Recently he’s been pulling away. She believes he’s fallen out of love, so she devises a plan to gain his love back.

Warnings: angst (again, sorry besties), but also lots of fluff, happy ending, mentions of nightmares, i think there’s a curse word somewhere, a few kisses, my inner stevie nicks stan pops out, dustin overstays his welcome a couple times, let me know when you spot the all too well reference, no spoilers !

Word count: 2.2k

a/n: just a lil something i whipped up for you guys <3 i had a looot of fun with this one ! p.s. requests are open, come chat with me !

When Steve Harrington asked you to be his girlfriend, it was a transcendent experience. You were almost certain it was a dream, some empyrean reverie concocted within the confines of your mind.

In the near two years since that metamorphic experience, things had shifted poignantly.

More specifically Steve had shifted. And you knew why.

He wasn’t in love with you anymore.

He never verbalized this, but he didn’t have to. The agonizing truth lingers in the air of his presence. The veracity of the situation persists like a never-ending storm, the tenacious, violent rain showing no signs of halting, leaving no room for the possibility of basking in the warm, ethereal glow of the sun.

He may have fallen out of love with you, but you were still in love with him. Desperately, in fact. Which is what led you to the conception of your ingenious 4-step plan to win back his affections.

Step 1 : Make an effort

Steve was the antithesis of a man who judged you on your appearance. He used to vow repeatedly that a person could never look more beautiful than you did in the morning.

Your face would still be riddled with exhaustion, the evidence of your tranquil slumber tucked comfortably away in the corners of your eyes, and Steve would adamantly insist that you were a veracious vision of grace and divinity.

You can’t remember the last time he’d done that.

You didn’t intend to make any fundamental changes to your appearance; You still feel a twinge of dissatisfaction when you think about Allison Reynolds in The Breakfast Club, they extracted every physical characteristic that made her unique and tried to sell that she was better off than before. Wild horses couldn’t drag you to that point. You were, however, open to the idea of enhancing some of your own preexisting characteristics.

You styled your hair the same way you did for your first date with Steve, applying a similar ample amount of lipgloss. The new dress you’ve been saving for a deserving occasion clings faultlessly to your body as you wait anxiously for Steve to arrive. It’s almost farcical, you suppose, being nervous to see your boyfriend of nearly two years. Yet you can’t shake your concern for his impending response.

The mollifying sound of your front door opening resonates through the apartment and, while you were expecting Steve’s appearance, you were confounded by the hindering addition of Dustin.

“Hey (y/n)! You look nice. Got a hot date or somethin’?” Dustin’s playful voice sounds as he brushes past you, adolescent hands juggling a variety of VHS tapes.

“Did you have plans? I thought we were supposed to hang out tonight.” Steve asks, his magnetic caramel eyes searching your own in a delicate display of adept obliviousness.

“No. No, nothing special.” You sibilate dejectedly.

“Good ‘cause it’s move night! And Steve cheaped out on snacks, so you’re gonna want to make some popcorn.” 

“Right.” You enshroud your abasement with a counterfeit smile and venture into your kitchen to make Dustin his popcorn, the familiar notes of Eye of the Tiger resounding through your apartment as Rocky IV begins playing on the tv.

So your first attempt was met with an expeditious defeat, but perseverance can be rewarding. Right?

Step 2 : Remind him of the good times

You jolt awake from your slumber, the cold sweat clinging to your body serves as a physical reminder of the macabre scenario you just narrowly escaped in your nightmare.

In an effort to suppress the unsolicited atrocities racing incessantly through your mind, you surreptitiously make your way out of the bed you share with Steve, delicately extracting yourself from the steady grip of your unconscious boyfriend’s gangly arms.

You cautiously venture down the hall to the kitchen, momentarily detouring to the living room to clandestinely place Rumours by Fleetwood Mac on the turntable, ensuring the volume is at a near imperceptible sonority so as not to rouse your boyfriend from his tranquil sleep.

You pour yourself a glass of glacial water, condensation generously gathering along the perimeter of the cup, the dull glow of the open refrigerator acting as your light source.

“D’you have another nightmare?” Steve’s sleep-riddled voice questions gingerly as he wraps his arms tenderly around your midsection from behind.

“I just want to stop seeing it in my head.” You turn in his arms to face him, appreciating how magnificently the light of the refrigerator illuminates his divinely celestial features. 

“I know,” He begins delicately, “I’m sorry for dragging you into it. You should have never been anywhere near those things-”

“Steve, it’s not your fault, okay? I need you to know that.” You interrupt before he can incur being the responsibility of your nightmares’ source. He’s not culpable for anything that came from the Upside Down.

He gazes at you solemnly, nebulous eyes emanating with immense emotion as he hesitantly nods his head.

The gentle melody of Songbird begins, floating through the kitchen, causing a lithe smile to form on your gentle lips as you appreciate the mellifluous opulence of Stevie Nicks’ voice.

“May I have this dance?” Steve asks, donning a heavenly smile.

“I’d be honoured.” You answer as he begins swaying you adeptly in his agile arms, your modest grin blooming into a broad smile.

And so the two of you danced around the kitchen, with nothing to accompany you but the gentle glow of the refrigerator light and the seraphic sounds of Fleetwood Mac on the record player.

That night solidified Songbird as your song. Which is the rationale for why you’re standing alone in the living room at one thirty in the morning listening to Fleetwood Mac.

“(y/n)?” Steve’s fatigued and perplexed voice sounds as he advances down the hallway.

“Hey.” You’re apprehensive now, equal parts regret and hesitance swim through your bloodstream like a resolute fish headed upstream in a particularly vigorous current.

“What are you doin’? It’s like one in the morning. Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, no yeah I’m- I’m fine.”

The look he gives you is filled with concern, but there’s a glimmer of something else hiding in the shadows, regret maybe? You can’t accurately discern it, and it disappears before giving you a chance to unravel its connotation.

“Okay, well, if you’re fine, I um- I work in the morning so I’m gonna go back to bed.”

“Yeah. Go ahead, I’ll turn it down. Sorry.” That wan’t mortifying at all, you introspectively reprimand yourself, feeling a sense of dejection you’re beginning to grow painstakingly familiar with.

That could have gone better.

Step 3 : Spend some quality time together

You’re veritably hoping that there’s some authenticity to the phrase third time’s the charm.

Adorning a particularly whimsical sundress, you sit contentedly on the plush blanket you’ve laid atop the flexible sage grass in the park, ardently awaiting Steve’s arrival.

Your previous attempts to re-obtain his affections have been met with the abrupt emergence of failure, but the outcome of this experience was going to be different. What could go awry at a picnic?

“Hey. You look nice.” Steve’s symphonic voice sounds from above you, as he assuredly makes his presence known.

“Really? Thank you. So do you.”

Steve respires an exiguous chuckle at your response, taking a seat parallel to you on the thin blanket. You can’t contain the smile that accumulates on your face, outwardly displaying your pride at the small victory.

“So, how was your day?” You inquire earnestly, handing him the sandwich you prepared for him.

“Thanks. It was good. Y’know, busy. People really love their movies.” 

“How’s Robin? I know how much she-” “Steve! (y/n)! Hey!” Dustin’s voice reverberates through the air, effectively silencing your queries.

Seriously? There’s no way this is happening. Again.

“Hey! Dustin’s here! Look at that (y/n), what are the odds?” Your boyfriend’s usually endearing rambling holds a discernibly nervous undertone.

“I don’t know Steve, what are the odds?” You question, failing to cultivate eye contact as he’s currently preoccupied with looking anywhere besides your eyes.

“Gotta be one in a million! So weird,” Dustin lightheartedly interjects, “Actually, it’s a good thing that you’re here Steve, ‘cause I really need you to come help me with something.”

“What- Seriously? Now?” 

“Yes, (y/n), now! It’s very important stuff. Could be life or death.” Dustin emphasizes his point with resolute hand gestures.

From the repentant look in his sparkling eyes, you’ve already predetermined Steve’s next words.

“Go.” You preempt, dispiritedly.

Your boyfriend’s saccharine eyes are filled to the brim with a myriad of unidentifiable emotions as he scrambles onto his feet, sandwich still clasped between his lithe fingers, his smooth sorrowful voice mumbling a doubtful vow, “I’ll make it up to you, okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.” You nod pessimistically.

“Do you mind if I just grab one of those sandwiches? ‘Cause they look delicious.”

You hand Dustin a sandwich, temporarily suppressing each melancholy thought running around in your mind as you give him your best attempt at a smile.

“Sweet! Thanks.”

Third time was, decidedly, not the charm.

Step 4 : If all else fails, profess your interminable love

Step four was only ever thought of as a contingency. Existing solely for emergency use only. The invocation of this step means that there was a significant lack of reception to the previous three steps. You’re feeling particularly grateful that your antecedent self had included a backup plan.

“Oh hey, I didn’t think you’d still be up.” Steve’s delicate voice holds an air of surprise as he shuts the front door behind him, swiftly removing his jacket and shoes.

“Yeah,” You start, fiddling with your fingers in an effort to calm the anxiety coursing ferociously through your veins, “I thought maybe we should talk.”

“Talk? About- About what?” 

“About um- just us, I guess.”

Steve’s stately features are shrouded in a warm cloak of confusion and uncertainty.

“Are you- Please don’t say what I think you’re going to say.” He pleads after a moment, finally shattering the suffocating silence.

“What do you think I’m going to say?” It’s as though you two have traded emotions, now it’s you who stands perplexed as your boyfriend gently paces the floor in an attempt to reduce his anxiety.

“You wanna break up, right? You don’t want to be with me anymore. Everything’s too complicated now, isn’t it? All the monsters and shit, it’s just too much. I know it is.”

It takes you a few moments to wrap your head around his words. You want to reassure him, as tenderly as possible, that his assumption couldn’t be any further from the truth. Instead you say, “Are you crazy? Did you hit your head or something?”

“Did I-? What?”

“Steve, I’m not breaking up with you! I’d never break up with you. I just spent the last week trying to get you to fall back in love with me!”

You both go still at the nuance of your sudden confession. Steve’s chestnut eyes are filled with salty unshed tears as he takes gentle, purposeful steps toward you.

“Fall back in love with you? (y/n) did you hit your head?” He places a delicate hand on your cheek, nimble thumb grazing your satin skin in a circular motion as he continues, “I love you, okay? I love you so much that I don’t even know how to think straight.”

You place your hand over his own as it traces the curvature of your face. Your heart is pulsating so immensely furiously that you’re shocked it hasn’t beaten entirely out of your chest and fallen onto the floor where you stand. 

“Then- then why have you been avoiding me? Like every time we’re supposed to hang out, Dustin magically appears out of nowhere! It feels like you never want to spend time with me anymore, especially alone.”

“Oh my god. I didn’t- That’s not what it was, okay! I just-” He sighs, moving his gaze earnestly down toward his feet before bringing it back up to your eagerly awaiting eyes, “I got worried. After all this monster stuff. I mean, you’ve been having nightmares! And I know you say it’s fine but it’s not! And I was just- I was worried that you’d realize it was my fault and you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore.” He exhaled deeply, once again dropping his gaze from your own.

“Steve,” You start, benevolently tilting up his chin in order to greet his warm chestnut eyes with your own resolute ones, “I would have a million more nightmares if it weren’t for you. You saved my life, okay? In every single way. And I already told you that none of that monster stuff is your fault! So I guess I’m just going to have to keep telling you as many times as it takes for you to believe it. Because I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Sorry to break it to you but, you’re stuck with me Harrington.”

“Good. ‘Cause that’s exactly where I want to be. Always.” Steve fixes you with an angelic, rapturous smile before bringing you into the solace of his steady, comforting embrace. 

“I love you too, by the way. Just in case it wasn’t obvious by now.” You mumble into his shoulder, intent on remaining in this position as long as possible.

“I know.”

“Take it down a notch, Han Solo.”

Steve chuckles euphoniously before pulling back to give you a lingering, ardent kiss. It was filled with emotion, longing, and passion, and oh boy did it take your breath away.

“You wanna keep doing this, or did you need to go call Dustin?”

“Shut up.” He mumbles reverently, bringing you in for another godly kiss.

Your contingency plan was a resounding success.

Mission accomplished.

[jamcookies-bakery]

I have no clue if I’m requesting in the right place but I’m just requesting anything with Kiltz. There aren’t enough Kiltz fics out there and I’m desperate.

Maybe something fluffy during their final school year can be a bit smutty if you’re comfortable but I don’t mind either way.

🧡

Chefs kiss

Also I’m trying to do a new thing where like first person stuff is in italics and the rest is third persom so lmk if you like it or not also also I’ve always been homeschooled so idk how prom works so if I get stuff wrong pls forgive me.

Highschool sweethearts | f!reader

Warnings: fluff, slight smut (fingering and hand job)

Word count: 2k

Me and klitz have been dating for what feels like years, decades, i know him like the back of my hand, In reality though, it’s been a few months. Ive always been told to not fall in love while in school, with the classmates, because ‘it’s just puppy love’ but I truely think it’s different, ive never loved someone as much as him, and I’ve never been loved as much as he has loved me. It’s different.

Klitz and I have been planning on going to prom together for awhile now, and it’s fast approaching, tomorrow night, in fact, I already have the perfect dress, I’ve been sure not to drop any hints on what it looks like so it’s a surprise for him.

You start winding down for bed, I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow anyways, you hear the phone ringing, it’s klitz! You grab the phone and answer it excitedly

“hey baby!!!” He exclaims, you giggle

“hey hun, how are you?” You twirl your hair with your finger

“I’m good, I got Eli here with me”

“HEY (Y/N)!!” You hear Eli yelling in the background, you giggle

“hey Eli~”

“are you excited for tomorrow?” He asks, almost in a whisper,

“I ALREADY KnOW WHAT YOU TWO ARE GONNA DO” you hear Eli yell before making over exaggerated sex noises

“dude! Stop!-“ you hear klitz yell at eli “-…but are we??”

You chuckle at klitz’ comment

“maybe, I guess we’ll see” you can tell he’s smiling from through the phone

“I guess we will”

“well, klitz, I have to go to sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow though, lovebug”

he’s always loved that nickname

“okay, sleep tight, I love youuuu~”

“I love you toooooo” he makes some kissy noises before hanging up,

you lay back on the bed and hold the phone to your chest, god, what did I do to deserve him, he’s a fallen angel. You feel yourself drift off to sleep.

You wake to the sound of your alarm blaring, you look at the clock, you slept in,

“shit shit shit!” You jump up and rush to get your clothes and stuff on. You get to the kitchen and see breakfast cooked by a guardian

“thank god”

you sigh and stuff a few pieces of bacon in your mouth as you put some in your lunch box. You hear the school bus beeping and run out the door, yelling a few byes on your way out even though you know everyone must’ve left by now, just in case.

You get in the bus and sigh, all the stress seeps away as you see your boyfriend, klitz, and Eli, his bestie. You go to the two boys, klitz in one of the seats and Eli in the one behind him, they left a seat open for you, you plop next to your boyfriend, him eyeing you the whole time.

“Hey babe, you okay?” He asks as he puts his arm around you

“yeah I’m fine…I just slept in”

“really? Is it cause you were dreaming of me?” He says with a smirk on his face.

Yes, actually

“oh stop”

you playfully smacked his chest, he acts like I just punched him straight in the lungs, he’s so cute, but a weirdo, a cute weirdo.

(Time skip til your back home cause I have nothing of importance to write here.)

Jesus, if walking around school is this tiring in regular shoes then I can’t imagine how it is In heels, thankfully, we didn’t have time to buy heels, so I need to go in regular shoes anyways. Hooray. You slip into your prom dress, it’s big and red, and pretty, hopefully klitz likes it, I think he will like anything I wear though.

You wait anxiously on the couch for him, tapping your foot to almost a beat. Before suddenly, finally, the doorbell rings. your mom (or dad or sister whatever) opens the door for him, he nervously walks in and sees you, he covers his mouth in shock. You get up and go to him

“do you like it?”

You rock on your heels

“yes, you look beautiful”

he puts his hands on your hips, you smile

“thanks, you look good too”

he giggles and pecks your lips, he strokes the side of your face then you hear a car honking outside

“oh, we should go”

you nod and look back at your mom

“don’t drink, be safe, come home on time, you know the drill”

“of course, miss (y/l/n) I’ll take care of her”

klitz bows slightly at her before leaving with your hand in his. You get in the back of his chaperones car, he comes in after you, after both of you are strapped in he presses a firm kiss On your lips, after what seems like minutes of vigorous kissing from his end he pulls away.

“I wanted to be a gentleman in front of your mom, but holy shit, you look so hot” he says, you giggle breathlessly, he cups the side of your face

“I can’t believe your mine, your amazing”

you smile and kiss his lips once more

“I could say the same for you”

“impossible, no one’s as amazing as you”

“not true, you’ve never talked to yourself before”

he silences you by kissing you for the last time, you arrive at school. Both of you step out the car

“hey, klitz!!” You hear Eli, he runs over

“hey Eli” he says, hand wrapped in yours

“woah! (Y/n) you look hot!” You, klitz and Eli start walking

“that’s what I said!”

You giggle “boys, don’t make me blush”

“but your cute when you blush” klitz nudges you

“stopppppp klitzy” he chuckles.

You guys get to the photo booth, Eli goes off to try and find a last minute date, you and klitz step in the photo booth, doing a stereotypical prom pose, you stand with your back against his chest, he puts his arms around your waist, you accidentally brush your ass on his crotch, his breath hitches.

The picture is taken and the photographer urges you to leave, you start walking to the gym before klitz grabs your wrist

“hey…did you mean to do that?”

“Do what?”

He looks abit embarrassed, you didn’t even notice it, but that moment is probably never gonna leave his head the rest of the night

“uh…nothing, never mind”

you nod and keep walking, him trailing behind you. You get to the gym, music is pumping, students are dancing, and chaperones are chaperoning.

You pull klitz onto the dance floor, you dance on him, swaying your hips against his to the music. You pull his arms over your shoulders and lay your head on his chest, you grind your ass on his crotch, he holds back a moan, he leans down and whispers in your ear

“my love…please don’t tease me” you grin

“I’m not teasing, I’m dancing” you giggle.

He spins you around and puts his hands on your hips, his glasses are fogged up

“aww are you getting all hot and bothered, klitzy”

you press your chest into his, trying to get as much friction as you can, he places a firm kiss on your lips, you kiss for a few moments before you hear a teacher yelling for you two to break it up. You two pull apart from each other

he takes your hand

“hey, come with me”

klitz starts walking, gently pulling you behind him, he looks around and behind him a few times before going into a empty closet, he pulls you in behind him and closes the door. You two stare at each other for a second before you decided to close the gap in between you two, you pull him into a deep kiss, he Immediately kisses back.

he holds onto your waist tightly, he pulls away and gets to work on your neck, trailing kisses up and down it, sucking on some parts lightly, leaving small marks on it.

You moan and he pulls up and looks at you, he stares deep into your eyes

“what?”

“F-fuck it’s…(y/n) we can’t do this here” he breathes out

“n-no it’ll be okay, we don’t have to go all the way”

“I don’t want it to go like this, I want it to be intimate”

“well…maybe we can just..touch…each other??”

“…great idea” he kisses you again, this time more intense and passionate, his hand starts roaming your body, he pushes up the skirt of your dress and slides a hand in between your legs, rubbing your clit though your panties, you moan into his mouth.

He pulls away and starts kissing your neck, your hand reaches down and palms his bulge, he silently curses under his breath.

He puts his hand into your underwear, he lets two fingers slip into your heat, you lay your head on his shoulder, your moans muffle into the fabric. He pumps his two digits in you, slow and steady at first, you unzip his pants and slide a hand in them, trying to find his member, you stroke him through his underwear, he groans and thrusts his hips, trying to get more friction. He speeds his hand up, your a moaning and whining mess, it’s actually surprising he’s kept his composure this long, your finally able to slip him out through his underwear and pants, you use some of His precum to lube up his cock and start pumping him, going at the same pace he’s pumping his fingers in you, wanting to come at the same time.

He groans, you feel your climax approaching

“k-klitz are you close?”

“Y-yeah baby I am”

he starts rubbing circles in your clit, that sends you over the edge, you speed your hand up before releasing in his hand, he’s close behind you though, releasing in your hand. You feel your legs give out under you, klitz steadies you before you can fall though, he pulls you in a hug. You two pant for a second

“are you okay?” Klitz asks, in between breaths

“y-yeah, I’m good”

klitz sits you back on your feet before seeing your hand covered in his baby juice

“oh shit…um”

he looks around for something to wipe it off with, he finds a old rag the janitor uses to clean, he wipes your hand off with it before stuffing it in a place where hopefully no one will find it. He looks back at you and smiles, he puts his arms around your waist

“I love you…you know that?”

“Of course i do, I love you too”

he grins at the comment

“do you wanna just…go home?” He asks

“yeah…too tired to dance now” he opens the door for you, you walk out but then he picks you up bridal style, you giggle “

klitz! Put me down!”

“Noooo you said you were too tired”

“not too tired to walk!”

“Too bad” you two giggle to yourselves, you get outside

“oh…since it’s so early my ride won’t be back for awhile…we might have to take the bus”

“it’s fine, as long as I’m with you”

he sits you back on your feet but immediately takes your hand, you two walk to the bus stop and sit together, you rest your head on his shoulder and he pets the side of your head. He watches you, carefully examining every detail of your face, your eyelids, nose, lips, beautiful lips.

You two sit together until the bus comes, once it does, you get in first, klitz trailing behind you, there’s not very many people, you pay the fare and sit in one of the aisles together

“what’s the occasion?”

You hear someone ask from the aisle next to you, you look over, it’s a nice looking elderly woman

“oh we just-“ you start saying but klitz cuts you off

“we just got married”

he looks at you with a ‘please play along’ face, you nod and show her a ring klitz had given you before, it was just a promise ring. The lady smiles

“oh, young love, I remember when I was your age and I got married”

“oh, are you still married?”

“We were, until he passed on a few years ago”

you put you hand on your chest

“I’m so sorry”

you look up at klitz with sad eyes, he rubs the back of your head

“hey, it’ll be okay, this is our stop”

he says down to you, trying to be reassuring, you nod.

(Another time skip 😳)

you two make it to your house, you open the door carefully, trying not to make noise, you look around

“I think everyone’s in bed by now”

you whisper to him, you go in and put your shoes next to the door, he follows behind you, also taking his shoes off, he closes the door. You lead him upstairs to your room

“woah, you redecorated since I was here last time” he says

“well you know why I always wanna hang out at your house, I can’t redecorate there”

you giggle and pull him in another hug

“I would let you, if my mom did” he places a kiss on your head, you pull off him

“okay go sit down I need to change”

“uh…d-do you need me to leave?”

“No klitz, I’ll be fine”

you go to your closet and get a shirt you sleep in usually and some pajama pants, you also get one of the shirts you’ve stolen from him before

“I don’t have any pants you can change into, but I got this”

you Toss the shirt to him, he nods and takes off his blazer and button up shirt

“oooh lala, sexy man”

you tease, he laughs

“shut up”

you smile and take the dress off, slipping into the more comfy stuff you brought out. You and klitz lay in bed together, his arms wrapped around you and your head on his chest, he sits his glasses on the side table and you switch the lamp on the table off, he mutters a ‘I love you’ before falling asleep with you in his arms.

[prttydolls]

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 — 𝐝.𝐦

🖤 summary : astoria backstabs reader.

🖤 warnings : backstabbing, bestfriend to enemy with astoria, love confessions.

🖤 pairing : draco malfoy x fem!reader

🖤 author's note : im so fucking slow at writing fics.

m.list | tg.list | nav | part 2

“hey, tori can I tell you something?” y/n sat down onto her bed, whilst she (Astoria) was painting her nails and reading the witch weekly. “sure babes, anything.” she replied but didn't take off her eyes off the magazine.

Astoria and y/n had been bestfriends since 1st year, although they had some differences, they fought sometimes but nonetheless they were still friends.

“Ikindalikedraco,soidontknowwhattodo—” y/n said quickly, making her sound as if she was squeaking. “woah, woah, what?” Astoriaʼs eyes widened, she can't imagine her friend (well, not really she only uses her if she's bored.) with her crush. No way she would let that happened.

“i like draco okay!” she blurted out, “you like him..?” Astoria was shocked.

“yeah, I do... And I don't know what to do.. Me and him had been friends since probably pre-school, and I don't want to ruin our friendship.”

“yes..how lovely.” astoria forced a fake smile, cursing behind her gritted teeth.

y/n soon realized that astoria had been spending time with draco a lot, ever since their conversation, about him.

the blonde was painfully not aware about the two girls feelings, he just thought they were being nice.

if he was to chose between astoria or y/n he would silently choose y/n, he did have a tiny crush on her. and for astoria, yes he found her attractive but not in that way.

the brunette sat with draco in the grand hall, she clung onto him like a baby sloth holding onto a branch. “soo, dray do you have plans for this weekend?” astoria gave him cheery smile.

“ive got practice i guess, and...im hanging out with y/n and thats it?” he said unsure of his answer.

“why are you hanging out with y/n, you should hang out with me instead! y/n is pretty boring.” astoria said sweetly.

“but—”

as the pair kept talking about their plans, y/n heard everything. astoria thought she was boring and kept draco away from her? that was low.

y/n wasnt daft, it only took her a minute to guess that astoria was going to steal draco away from her.

fine, if she thought i was boring, lets she how she would react to me gone. y/n thought bitterly.

“yeah, sure i guess i could cancel my plans with y/n.”

wait what? did he really just cancel their plans for some...stupid....rude....back stabbing bitch.

astoria knew how much y/n liked draco, how dare she get close to him? now he sided with her.

this is not fair.

the next few days, she ignored draco’s attempts of trying to hang out with her.

she was currently walking down the hall and immediately scowled at the scene. it was astoria ,and her gang. y/n couldn't help but eavesdrop. “ugh, honestly y/l/n follows me like a puppy. its disgusting honestly , shes a horrible friend.”

Y/N decided to walk over their little circle, and Astoria was quick to notice. “Heyy y/nnieee! How are you!” astoria said sweetly. “hey tori.” y/n forced a smile. and she walked pass the girls.

“see? shes so bitchy and weird..” astoria said right after y/n was away.

y/n had enough of her bullshit.

y/n was waiting for a perfect opportunity to confront astoria, but shes always with her friends, draco, and even professors.

did this girl really have to be in everyone's life? y/n thought bitterly.

she was walking around the castle and atlas. found astoria filing her nails, while sitting peacefully in one of the windows of the abandoned hall.

“hello, astoria.” y/n greeted coldly. “oh hi bestie! how are you!” Astoria said sweetly, but y/n knew in those hazel eyes, she was pretending.

“oh cut it out greengrass, i know your secret.” y/n sneered, astoria looked shocked but not surprised. “ah, so you finally know what i thought of you, guess you werent so dumb afterall.” astoria smirked, standing up and walking towards the (your hair color)ed girl.

“you, are such a bitch you told all my sercets to your friend's, and stole draco’s attention from me.” y/n said, anger laced ber used to be sweet and warm voice.

“i honestly thought you were a good person, but guess i was wrong. You are nothing but a back stabbing bitch.” and y/n walked away from the girl.

ೃ⁀➷ tag list :: @imabee-oralizard @dracoslittleangel @f4iryluvy

[moon-spirit-yue]

Idea inspired by @snorlax891:

Raya, panting heavily as she runs to where the rest of Kumandra gang are sitting: okay so change of plans. I can’t stay for dinner

Boun, frowning: awww why not? The six of us always hang out at the end of the week to catch up

Raya, sighing: the elders have been on me to learn more about proper princess etiquette so I’m being summoned to practice. Unfortunately it’s unavoidable

Namaari, frowning: uh dep la can I talk to you for a second?

Raya, after Namaari dragged her away: everything okay?

Namaari, looking down shyly: it’s just….I’m not really sure if the others even like me

Raya, confused: of course they like you! Sisu absolutely adores you first of all-

Namaari, laughing: okay, Sisu adores everyone. As for the others, I don’t think they absolutely despise me anymore. Im just worried they only put up with me because you want me here

Raya, shaking her head: that’s not true! I wish you could forgive yourself since pretty much everyone else already has, but I know it takes time. Just don’t be so scared to hang out with them, okay? I’m sure you’re going to have a great time

Namaari, smiling half heartedly: if you say so

Raya, frowning: ugh, time to go get lessons from the elders. I really hate being a princess right now

Namaari, wincing: yeah I sympathize

Raya, smiling: I can assure you that you are going to have a great time with them! Just be yourself okay? *kisses her cheek and runs off*

Namaari, blushing: damn it she’s cute. Alright, time to go out there and hopefully not humiliate myself

Boun, waving Namaari over as soon as Raya is gone: okay so I’m thinking since it’s just the five of us we do something a bit different

Namaari, raising and eyebrow: what did you have in mind?

Boun, smirking: I want to go down to the rivers in Heart! Raya never wants to go for some reason!

Tong, shrugging: I don’t see why not

Noi: *approving toddler noises*

Sisu: I’m down!

Boun, looking at Namaari hopefully: what do you say Namaari? Please?!!!!!

Namaari, laughing: sure, let’s get going

Boun, dipping his feet in the water fifteen minutes later: ah, this is the life! I don’t know why Raya is so against it-

Sisu, flying out of the water: GUYS THERES VENOMOUS SNAKES IN THE WATER HERE ITS TIME TO GO

Namaari, instantly scooping Noi out of the water: shoot shoot shoot-

Tong, pointing towards the rustling bushes: okay I don’t know what that is but it’s big and it’s about to pounce on us so we really should get a move on

Sisu: on my back besties we’re getting out of here alive

Boun, flopping on the ground once they’re far away from the river: we almost died

Namaari, breathing heavily: that’s pretty on brand for us at this point

Tong: IT WAS THE MOST EXHILARATING THING IVE EXPERIENCED SINCE WE COLLECTED GEMS!

Noi: *happy noises*

Namaari, snorting: spirits, makes me wonder what you do in your spare time

Boun: that was awesome! The way Namaari got Noi in three seconds flat was so cool! How did you learn to get so fast?

Namaari, blushing: oh…it’s nothing really

Raya, walking up to them: ugh that was the worst! Did you guys at least have fun?

Everyone else: *laughs nervously*

Raya:….in second thought, I don’t wanna know-

Taglist: @faithfulwarrior-og @isitbussinjanelle @tigerlillyruiz @ratld-sideblog @anywhere-but-here-plz

[astralwaifu]

congrats on 50 followers u deserve way more!!!!

id like a best friend match up from mha but id prefer if it was someone from the lov(i love them sm)

uhh so ive got a VERY big ego and i love tk be praised🤩 im extroverted and cheerful and i like to think i'm funny. i talk a lot but i also like to listen to ppl talk. if i like someone i'm very nice and caring to them but i can be brutally honest at times(my friends say im kind of mean) i like to gossip(ik it's bad but still😭) also im an enfj(im pretty sure not mistyped) and my zodiac sign is a leo.

i'm interested in crystals! i like reading literature and i like to read classics the most. i love baking and cooking but i can't cook or bake to save my life. i have a sweet tooth. i like watching anime and reading manga. my love language is phsycial touch and im touch starved😭

some of my kins are teruhashi,ranpo,hange, sasha,armin,reki.

im very scared of dogs and animals in general tbh. i like cats but im too scared to get close to one😭 i also don't like infps.

i love to talk about mbti and my obsessions!

i either wear all white or all black there is no in between and im 156 cms with long red hair.

i love to go out with my friends and i love parks and play grounds.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ELSE TO SAY I THINK THATS ALL ABOUT MYSELF😭 HAVE A NICE DAY!

hii! ah, this is quite hard to pinpoint, bc I see you being friends with everyone in the league(i think i’ll add that to the hc), but i kinda have a hunch who your bestie would be…

I match you with your MHA best friend …

Toga Himiko!

Hc:

- I’m just going to say that she knew from the beginning you will be her bestie for life (accentuate the words FOR LIFE)

- You two really clicked in an instant, which kinda annoyed the other members of the league ( “Since when became the League a kindergarten?” yes, Dabi, thank you for your sarcasm)

- On mission, around the hideout, or simply going out to steal shop some clothes, the two of you are always together, basically joined to the hip at this point.

- You have weekly sleepovers, that in time became daily. You start by doing eachother’s hair (Toga especially loves your red locks, she thinks they are so beautiful and she is right), then painting your nails and bitching about literally anyone.

- Expect a lot of praise from her, you know how she is with people she loves!

- She likes that you are someone that understands her and you always have her back with your upbeat and funny personality. Really, she couldn’t even dream of a better friend!

- The others of the league were pretty worried about you two, since you took the expression: “partners in crime” to literally. The most suspicious were Shigaraki and Dabi.

- Really, what did a sunshine ball like yourself did there with them? At first you seemed so chatty and talkative, basically glowing in anyone’s presence.

- It was also weird, since you had mixed views over a lot of things, really! Shigaraki heard you saying that you like cats, but during a mission you got so scared by one of them. Man was kinda shocked and that says a lot.

- I’m not even starting on Dabi, you know how he is…

- Anyway, all the suspicions vanished into thin air when you started to quote from Dostoevsky during one of your weekly hangouts with Toga.

- Dabi was so impressed, he couldn’t articulate any words (and yes he knew what you were talking about, Endeavour made him read the book when he was 10). Shigaraki however thought that Fyodor Dostoevsky was an anime character (mind his poor soul).

- After that, they started to see how intelligent you are and how your opinions and ideas helped them in their plans so much. (Tbh you saved their asses a lot of times)

- Now they’re all your friends. Deal with it, you have like 6 criminals that are whipped after your bright, kind and smart aura. 😌

- Also expect random sweets from all of them after missions. They started to stock them up in a cupboard and just give you one daily, for existing in their lives.

bonus song: Stockholm Syndrome by 1D

[khodorkovskaya]

18.12.22

im very disturbed by what's happening around me. i feel like im in a dark room and i can only use the walls and the objects around me to guide me. i can only see vague silhouettes of things and i know that i have to move forward. but i feel very lost and confused.

i saw my bestie from london yesterday. and as ive mentioned many times before every time i talk to people my age i get a mini existential crisis. she has a pretty standard london office job and she just got promoted. and it sounds really great and all. but then i thought about what i would do in her situation and i feel like id be completely incapable of doing what she does. id get depressed and think about my purpose too much. and i would feel awkward at the office. she, on the other hand, has always done very well in work environments. she's always had friends at school, most of her friends being from school. and i feel like i was never able to make friends with people who work/study with me and most of my friends come from other areas of my life. i don't know what it is about my personality but i always thrive in non-work environments like i can be the popular person in a group of strangers i met at a party or a random event. and at school i never put any effort into getting to know the people around me. and with my bestie it's the complete opposite. i think it's my superficial side. i can never bridge the gap between meeting a person for the first time or seeing them at school/work/an event and asking them to hang out and becoming close with them.

anyway, the other thing that's been bothering me lately is my relationship with B. there's such a weight in my chest whenever i think about it, it's like a mix of guilt/confusion/uncertainty idk how to explain it. i can't get it out of my mind. it's like a weird itch almost. like there's a wound in my chest that's empty and heavy at the same time and i want to itch it all the time like a mosquito bite. i was thinking about how i should give him a second chance, how it was unfair that i left without explaining anything. i started thinking about how we could go to the cinema or ice skating or maybe even plan a trip to the hot springs some time. and just chill and have fun like before. and maybe he will make an effort this time, maybe he will understand me. he said he will.

i thought about my dream future and what a perfect partner would look like for me. and all i could come up with was that stupid textpost scenario i reblogged a couple of days ago. im a girlboss, a breadwinner, a working gal and he's a househusband who comforts me when i come home. my dream partner has a chill 9-5 or any lowkey low-stress job so that when i come home to him he's relaxed and we never talk about work. and in that scenario B would be great. and that's what i think i want, right?

and i was thinking about B and how maybe all is not lost. and meanwhile he's stopped messaging me. he went to serbia last weekend and i jokingly told my bestie (not the london one, the other one) that i hope that he hooks up with someone there and leaves me alone. and uhhh he hasn't texted me since his serbia trip. i had a very stressful situation last sunday so i texted him panicking and he replied ofc. but since then, nothing. maybe he did move on all of a sudden. but i keep checking my phone every two seconds to see when he's online. but he doesn't message me anymore and the hole in my chest gets worse and worse. i feel addicted to him again.

and i don't know if im doing the right thing. my stepdad said that it's not cool that im leading him on. i haven't told him that ive been texting B and seeing him occasionally. i haven't told anyone bc it's completely absurd and unhealthy and stupid from my side. i am leading him on and i feel horrible about it. but i don't know how i can be honest with myself. if i tell B to fuck off and block him again and tell him that i don't want to be with him, i would be lying. because right now im confused. and yes, i had made my decision when i left, but i feel like i don't have the tools necessary to deal with the consequences of my decision. im in a dark room with no idea where to go or what i should be doing. and it's hurting B and it's hurting me.

i went driving today bc i have my exam soon and i felt like a complete failure bc every time i go driving i cry. i compared myself to my bestie from london again. she would not cry while learning to drive, she would know what to do with B and not lead him on by mistake, and she can make friends at her job. i feel like im behind in life.

[xenofork]

Grabs you

What's this Will AU bestie

I am politely asking you to spill all of the information about this !!!!!!!!!

OOOHOO I am so glad u asked ive been dying to talk abt them forever!!!!

LONG POST //

in short, my au basically revolves around a scenario in which William is attending college (like late 1960s-1970s?) studying mechanics/engineering etc and meets Casper, one of my old ocs that I repurposed cuz I missed him LOL ^^ anyway long story short they end up dating after will realizes that he was gay after being uh. homoph*bic to cas (cas still continued to like him. like an idiot but whatevs!!!) and their relationship spans over the course of about two years, their last years of college. cas goes home to hurricane with will for summer vacation and hangs out with him at his parent’s house while he works on prototypes for animatronics he’d been drawing out designs for. cas loves to watch him work and will loves the company, so it’s perfect.

I’ve had a few random ideas for events, but there’s no structured timeline just yet as I haven’t sat down to build it! but cas does have an ex bf from highschool that was his childhood best friend (and who he still is in communication with/close with), oscar, and when will finds out about him and meets him irl he is at a point of extreme obsessiveness and jealousy regarding cas so he automatically hates oscar. this is the point where will starts to fall into insanity and the broken parts of him start to show, and while cas is oblivious to the toxic and ab*sive parts of will bc of his infatuation with him, oscar sees it clear as day and tries multiple times to warn cas. this starts upsetting cas bc he thinks that oscar is trying to separate them etc etc and William freaks and thinks that oscar is evil etc (obviously warped in his mind bc smthn is seriously wrong with him) and he kills oscar and stuffs him inside of a prototype wolf suit that he’d been working on with cas. time passes whatever whatever casper is devastated at the loss of his best friend but now spends more time around will bc he is lonely. around the end of their relationship cas starts to get antsy and talks about going separate ways bc he wants to travel the world and will wants to stay in hurricane and start a business with his animatronics. they get into arguments and it comes crashing down on will that he’s about to lose cas, so in a fit of rage and confusion and grief he kills casper and stores his body inside of the other prototype animatronic, an animatronic cat; casper’s favorite and one that had been modeled after his personality etc. will immediately regrets this and obsessively takes care of this animatronic and visits the storage room every day to like clean him and repair him and while cas stays in almost pristine condition, oscar slowly starts to rot away. anyway obvi the suits get possessed by their spirits cuz this is fnaf and cas is constantly upset and sulking and is terrified of will whenever he comes to visit. he sticks around oscar bc he is so scared, and that’s really all I have planned out so far, of course many things r subject to change but!! yeah!!

CW BLOOD : here’s some sketches i dug up of their designs:

above: Oscar’s current design, human design TBD / one of will’s first visits to “help” cas and cas freaking out

oscar and casper’s animatronics!

college age / end of relationship

and some old drawings from last year! first: mashup of cas and will, mostly focusing on the abusive and toxic parts of their relationship. second: casper’s initial animatronic design, he used to be a wolf! third: image of the grand opening of will’s business, back when the idea was to have them open it together and the murders to take place afterwards. I have not taken this idea off the table completely yet, so who knooows!!!!

I’ve got a spotify playlist for them, it’s still a wip but the songs help to set the scene for their relationship!! >> https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3rnnbwERE9TDTZ1gbI9SSo?si=aFijIqVVRIK-aHi5TVG4WA

That’s about all I have on me rn, sorry for rambling so much I am just very passionate abt these ocs bc I project onto them a lot and I just enjoy writing their story and repurposing oscar and cas sm! thanks for reading, if you got this far! <3 if anyone is interested I can totally post more abt them, but if not I’ll probs keep it more of a personal project since I know some of the topics it touches can be sensitive, even to me!!

[elianamarie-blog]

Hey bestie! could i get a ship for that 70s show?

i’m a 5’6 nonbinary (she/they) with short hair and curtain bangs my hair colour is done to look like narcissa malfoys (dark brown with platinum blonde on the underside). I have blue/grey eyes.

i’m an INFP, Ravenclaw, and a Taurus. My hobbies are making music, and playing pranks on my sister lol. I love marvel, harry potter, and criminal minds.

ive been told i’m very cocky and my ego is through the roof. I’d consider myself a very kind person who’s easy to talk to. i like to joke around a lot with my friends and sarcasm is my first language,

My aesthetic conveniently is very 70s/vintage, and my music taste is also a lot of throwbacks.

what i want to do when i’m older is forensic psychology!

hope you get to mine but if not that’s fine! Love your writing!

-M

Thank you bestie! You sound like an amazing, interesting person! (And gorgeous too) I got you! And thank you SO much for reading my content. You, are amazing <3 

Who’s Up For A Challenge?

Michael Kelso x reader

-Y/n L/n was new in town and found enjoyment in messing with the players of the town.

-She was known as “that chick”

-She was incredibly witty, sarcastic, cocky, but so kind and beautiful.

-She may have accidentally had a couple of good guys fall in love with her.

-She had to gently turn them down and that actually broke her heart.

-She loved a good challenge though.

-She was sitting in the Hub with her college lab partner, Donna, when the none other than himself, Michael Kelso, walked in.

-Y/n had heard about him.

-The infamous Michael Kelso. Playboy of Point Place.

-Donna called him over and as he sat down, he noticed her.

-Of course, he had to hit on her.

-When he asked her out, she, of course said yes.

- “Alright, I’ll be here to pick you up tonight.”

-Y/n smiled as he walked away.

-As Donna leaned in and started to warn Y/n about him, Y/n cut her off.

- “I know.”

- “You know?”

- “Yes. I’ve heard of this dillhole and I’ve got a plan.”

-Donna was intrigued as Y/n started unraveling her plan. 

- “I’m going to make him fall in love with me. Then I’m going to break his heart and make him feel what he makes every girl here feel.”

-Donna wasn’t so into it, but knew she couldn’t stop her.

-So, Y/n went through with the plan and met up with Kelso that night.

-He got her a burger from Fatso Burger and took her to Mt. Hump.

-He started kissing her neck and making out with her.

-She knew she was good at sex and everything else.

-But she refused to give it to him on the first date.

-She was a classy person after all.

-Kelso had set up a challenge to get in the sack.

-She already knew that though, because well duh.

-She ended up befriending Donna and Jackie over it.

-Jackie was thrilled and squealing.

- “Finally, he’s going to feel the hell that he put me through,” Jackie said.

- “You scare me,” Donna said. “Besides, you’re with Hyde now. It shouldn’t matter.”

- “Oh, whatever. Revenge is dish best served cold.”

- Y/n laughed and threw an arm over Jackie’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, girl. I got you. I’m going to drag him through the mud and then hang him out to dry.”

- “Oh, I love you!” Jackie squeaked and hugged Y/n tightly.

- “Okay, now you both scare me,” Donna said.

-Donna tried to warn Kelso, but of course he didn’t listen to her.

-He just took it as her being jealous that he wasn’t going to nail her.

-Even though she was back with Eric.

-Kelso this time took Y/n to a drive in and bought her the classic: popcorn and a coke.

-Y/n was down to date 2 out of 10.

-He started kissing her again, softer, gentler, but started getting handsy again.

-Y/n smacked his hand away multiple times before he finally up.

- “Well, damn, Y/n!” he cried out, shaking his hand. 

- “Keep your hands to yourself, lover boy,” she threatened.

- “Yeah, or what?” he challenged.

- “Trust me, you don’t want to challenge me.”

- “Maybe I do.”

- “Trust me, sweetie, you don’t. I can snap you in half.”

-His eyes lit up. “You must be hot in the sack!”

-Y/n couldn’t help but laugh. “Take me home, you jerk.”

- He chuckled. “Yes, dear.”

-When he dropped her off, she turned to him. “Pick me up Friday for dinner at 8pm.”

- Kelso nodded and smiled at her.

-Eric, Hyde, and Fez caught onto the challenge and decided to make it a bet.

-Hyde said Kelso would make a fool out of himself and end up being dumped.

-Eric said Kelso would actually score.

-Fez said he just wanted to be part of the action and said Y/n would win.

-Doesn’t mean Hyde didn’t try to sabotage the bet by giving Kelso wrong information.

-For example, he told him to pick up Y/n late instead of on time because it shows that he’s desperate and clingy.

-Which is what the idiot did.

-Y/n was NOT pleased.

-She made him buy her lobster and flowers.

-At the end of the night she ended up giving him a hot make out sesh, but left him to take care of himself.

-Date 3 out of 10 down.

-Now, Eric was trying to sabotage the bet by giving Kelso tips how to get laid.

-Which Kelso laughed at until Donna spoke up.

- “You got to invoke her mind, man,” Eric said. “People like her like to be intellectually challenged.”

- “Yeah right,” Michael scoffed.

- “No, Eric is actually right for once,” Donna said, bored. “Y/n isn’t like the other girls in this town. She actually has a brain.”

- “And some nice jugs,” Fez said earning a glare from the group.

- “Try talking to her about literature and psychology and music. She likes that kind of stuff. And leave out any kinds of ‘doing it.’ Intelligent people like her don’t like that.”

- “But I wanna do it.”

- “I know, but you got to make her think you want her mind, not her body.”

- “Yeah, that’s a good idea!” Kelso said and ran out the door to spontaneously surprised Y/n at her house with flowers and a...book.

- “Donna, what the hell are you doing?” Hyde asked.

- “I know, I’m such a bad friend to her,” Donna said. “I’m going to hell.”

- “No, not that. I’m trying to get her to dump him for being stupid. Don’t give the guy pointers!”

-Kelso showed up at Y/n’s door with a picnic basket, a blanket, flowers, and a gift.

-She was definitely surprised.

-He found the perfect spot under the tree and laid out the blanket. 

- “I got you something” he said and gave her a gift sloppily wrapped in paper. 

-She opened it up and it was a vintage psychology book from the late 1800′s.

-She was genuinely impressed. “Where did you find this?”

-Well, I heard you talking about your love of psychology and vintage things and found this at an antique store. Thought you’d might like it.”

-Her eyes actually filled with tears.

-Even thought it was their fourth date, she felt touched by the gift and allowed 2nd base.

-The next few dates ended going the same flow. 

-He’d take her out, hoping for sex, she would tease him and then leave him to take care of himself.

-By their 7th date, he was beginning to grow frustrated.

-So, far Fez was winning the bet.

-On the eighth date, Y/n introduced Michael to her parents.

-They were spectacle, but polite to him nonetheless.

-Eighth date consisted of the carnival.

-As the lights shown down on y/n’s beautiful face, he realized he might actually feelings for her.

-Y/n knew she started developing feelings for him after the fourth date, but she refused to say anything. It was just a reaction to the sweet gift.

-Even though she knew he had a kid with another woman, it didn’t stop her from feeling the way she did.

-He won her a stuffed elephant, a goldfish, and bought her a hotdog.

-Back in the car, they were making out again. “I think I really like you.”

-She smiled into the kiss. “I like you too, but you’re still not getting any.”

- “That’s okay,” he whispered, shocking both of them.

-He ended up panicking to the guys later on that night.

- “So? Just go bang the next chick you see. You did that to Jackie a lot when she didn’t want to sleep with you,” Hyde said.

- “That’s the problem. I can’t,” Kelso said and ran a hand through his hair. “I tried but every time I went to, I just couldn’t find myself to do it. They’re not her, man.”

-The guys gave him crap and started taunting him.

- “You love her!” Fez said and tried to make kissy faces with Eric.

- “Yeah, we don’t do that,” Eric said, pushing Fez’s face away from his.

- “What’re you going to do?” Hyde asked seriously.

- “Just...try to make her mine at this point.”

-On the ninth date, Y/n was freaking out.

-How could she have fallen for him?

-She’s never felt this way after messing with a guy like this.

-Why?

-Why?

-WHY?!

-Stupid, stupid, stupid--

-The doorbell rang.

-He stood there with a dozen red roses.

- “I got something special,” he said.

-He ended up taking her to the lake with a complete romantic dinner.

-Candles, wine, chocolates, and pasta that he had help from mom make.

-Y/n’s eyes pricked with tears.

-No one has ever done this for her before.

-Throughout the evening, he had actually engaged in intelligent conversation and opened up to her.

-He talked about his hopes and dreams, his fears, and his loves.

- “People don’t give you enough credit,” she said. “You have a lot going for you. You just don’t show this side to people. Why?”

- He shrugged. “It’s funnier this way. I don’t want them knowing this side of me, Then they’ll start...expecting stuff from me and I don’t want that pressure.”

- “Well, you’re secret is safe with me,” she said, taking a sip of wine.

- “Well, come on, you have a lot more going for you. You want to be a forensic psychologist. That’s awesome, whatever that is.”

-Y/n chuckled and explained it to him while he actually listened to her!

-She actually changed the playboy of the town!

-Y/n wasn’t sure if it was the wine, but she couldn’t take it anymore and brought him for a hasty kiss. “I want to go all the way with you tonight.”

-At this point, she didn’t care if he broke her heart, she just needed him before he could.

-The moment was actually beautiful.

-He was so gentle and and sweet, making sure she was actually okay with it.

-And it was the best sex either one of them ever had.

-As they laid down in the back of the car, they confessed they ended up confessing their feelings towards each other, including the plans they each had for each other.

- “I’ve never felt this way towards anyone before,” y/n said. “This really bit me in the ass this time.”

- “I’ve never felt this way before period,” he chuckled. “I guess it bit me in the ass too.”

- “Are we dumb for doing this?” she whispered.

- “Totally.”

-They laughed together and ended up doing it again the second time that night.

-On their tenth date, he took her to the carnival again, but he had something more special planned.

-He took her to the top of the Ferris wheel and when it got to the top, he grabbed her hand and nervously asked her if she’d officially be his.

-She grinned at him brightly and nodded yes.

- “Great, now I can give you this,” he said and took off his hoodie that he was wearing. “You’re my girl now and I want you to have it. It’s my favorite hoodie.”

-She kissed him deeply and put it on.

-She wore it everyday from then on.

-One day she was over at the Forman’s and while they were waiting for everyone to join them, they started making out on the couch.

-The door opened, revealing Hyde, Eric, and Fez.

- “DAMMIT!” Hyde shouted.

- Fez laughed. “Pay up!”

- “Wait,” Eric asked. “Did you guys do it yet?”

- Kelso smiled. “Totally.”

-Eric turned to Hyde with his palm turned upwards. “Pay up, bitch.”

- “What’s that not fair!” he bitched.

- “Oh, it totally is,” Fez laughed.

- “No, I’ll tell you what’s not fair. Michael didn’t get hurt like he was supposed to!” Jackie said.

- “No, he got something better,” Donna said. “True love! And someone to kick his ass into shape.”

- “A matchmade in Heaven,” Fez joked while Hyde handed him his cash. “Thank you Hyde.”

- “Yeah, shut up.”

[mychemicalaromanticism]

things ive already established r on this post

besties this got so fucking long but heres a giant ramble about cherri

okay so. there are huge differences betwn cherri as a hyperviolent drac hunter and cherri as a friend of the four and cherri as the girls mentor. with the first one he was 17 and desperate to distance himself from his upbringing so he went all in on Being A Killjoy. he was always one of the first ppl to rush into a fight and he fought hard. he blew up his fuckin hand with that attitude. and all the while he was just racking up more unaddressed trauma and eventually he ran away from that, too. giving himself radiation poisoning was more appealing than facing his problems.

so as a teenager/young adult hes kind of constantly in a panicked state. hes scared the people from his past are going to find him and drag him back with them. so he lashes out and he runs away over and over again.

i said in another post that he has some past life shit goin on which usually would give him a connection to the witch that manifests early in life, but with all the stuff hes gone through he has been Preoccupied. he can become oblivious to almost anything that doesnt apply to whatever hes focused on. not in a hyperfocus way its likeeeeee. when u live on survival mode during prolonged periods of stress. hes immune to magic bullshit bc hes too tired and scared.

anyways around his mid-20s he finally has a little more stability (as much as the average person living in the zones can have, that is) and he finally notices that Weird Stuff happens around him. basically: out of my list of Powers People Connected To The Witch Have he has the prophetic dreams/enhanced intuition as well as a form of sensing ghosts where he can see auras and kind of like, echoes of past events in ppls lives. that look like auras. itz complicated and not of utmost importance so im leaving it at that.

anyways thats what makes him start writing poetry. just 4 funsies he'll describe his weird experiences and embellish them to make em pretty. just as a casual hobby n all that.

he would forget fun ghoul in between the times they ran into each other but its pretty easy to be reminded of who fun ghoul is. the most insane 10 year old cherri has ever met. cherri isnt a brother figure to ghoul. hes just. his friend that happens to be more than twice his age. its whatever lmao

to cherri, ghoul is kinda like a stray animal he keeps seeing. which is hilarious. ghoul actually goes and finds him to introduce him to jet when they start running together, and cherri meets party and kobra (spark and birdie at the time) when he drives the four of them to a party. because he has a truck hell yeah. so now instead of one stray animal he has, like, a feral cat colony that he drives around occasionally. i have no real-life human relationship equivalent to them because irl if some guy that is not related to any of you and isnt even a childhood or family friend and theyre hanging out with you? they are usually not a safe person lmao. but this is my fantasy land and im too stubborn to change anyones birth years even though ghoul being born in 2004 makes everything really hard to make not creepy.

so yeah hes a casual somewhat friend of the fab four. hed probably get more and more concerned as they got famous. the beginnings of any sort of protective feelings, awww :) that sets him up for becoming the girls mentor.

OH FUCK. THE GIRL..... i think if i was in my late 20s and i heard that the gang of 13-17 year olds had adopted a 5 year old kid i would go bananas. what the fuck. it is a LONG while before cherri meets her. but he has the strongest affection for ghoul (if you could even call it that) and ghoul absolutely adores the girl and swings her around under her arms like a cat to show her off to cherri and its very endearing and the girl is sweet and funny so its easy to be around her. and (unfortunately) she is somewhat used to interacting with weird easily agitated people so she kinda gives him space. cherri isnt quite the uncle figure the fandom usually makes him (i luv uncle cherri sm but he simply cannot exist in the universe ive created, f), but hes a little similar.

and then the four had to go and pretend to die. lol.

when the girl was kidnapped, fucking everyone who knew her was ready to storm the city then and there. like regardless of how little you knew her, if you had ever met her you would fucking die for her. she is pure childish charisma and shes precious. i love the girl. so cherris immediately on board with whatever plan the four make to get her back. ive already talked abt how it fucked up the girl tho; there was no way to tell her that the four werent actually dead, she sees the building collapse and she shuts down. and cherri has to fight against his instinct to leave the radio station and never come back when he sees an eight year old girl sitting dissociated on the couch. that fucks everyone up.

i just realized i havent talked about literally anyone else at the radio station. i think cherri started lingering around the station bc it was safe and sheltered while also not being a popular spot. there are less kids there (people pass through but its not a hangout spot). he was kind of just hanging around to get away from the heat and noise and dr d took notice. because that man can see ur soul and no one knows if thats literal or not. so theyd chat a few times a day and show pony was the one 2 get him out of his shell a little and also was the first one he mentioned his poetry hobby to. im making this all up right now as im writing bc i dont know anything about LITERALLY any of the ppl associated w the radio like im not even going 2 try with chimp n newsie i do not have the willpower to tackle all that. justttt. cherri pony n D become bros and live 2gether there.

back 2 the regular timeline. the rescue mission happens in 2019. the girl lives at the station until 2023. during that time she is very much depressed and withdrawn and is only happy when the four come to visit. none of the Adults know how to help her so they just keep her safe and cared for and hope she'll open up to them.

she does not. she takes the weird cat thats been hanging around and she runs away.

cherri does not see her for three years. shes still worse for wear in the mental health department and he can see all kinds of visions of what shes been through since the last time he saw her and he fucking hates the ultra vs bc they remind him of his past. he does not want her going down that path but its obvious that she isnt crazy abt the ultraviolence thing either so thats a relief.

they have a kind of tense relationship throughout the comics. he feels like he failed her and that spirals into feeling like he failed the four for not being a good adult to them and fun ghoul for not helping enough when his commune was bombed and all kinds of shit and that irrational thinking mixed with plain old, yknow, caring about the girl, is what makes him take a bullet (laser. whatever) for her.

i was trying to figure out the timing of each of their ghost experiences, but i want both of them to talk to the witch and im just gonna make it like dreams where a whole buncha stuff happens but irl its been like seconds. so its like barely a second while the girl has her Witch Convo and cherri FINALLY gets a straight answer, yes there is weird shit going on with him having powers. he doesnt have any story-significant past lives because im lazy, hes just an old soul. like really fuckin old. the amount of latent life experience and stuff his soul/energy/whatever has picked up along the way makes him VERY noticeable to gods n stuff. he fuckin lights up all the alarms like what the FUCK is that over there. she wasnt rly able to get to him or even properly notice him while he was a kid and a young adult so shes happy to finally see him again. he has a STRONG sense of familiarity with her. they know each other on a wild ass level that he cant really comprehend.

welp thats some more lore I'll have 2 think abt. anywayz

post canon is when he and val get to have the most awkward spiderman meme moment of realizing that they have the same trauma SOOOOO thatz fun lol /s sorry kings i thought it would be fun to give u something fucked up to bond over <3

not much changes in his personality. he has a better understanding of Weird Magic and delights in freaking out the ultra vs but for the most part he returns to his life at the radio station. i love him

THIS GOT SO CRAZY LONG I DID NOT MEAN 2 GO THROUGH EVERY PART OF HIS LIFE LIKE SOME WEIRD CHARACTER STUDY but here we are. this is basically a first draft like almost all of this is subject to change but u gotta start somewhere. so heres my start i love this guy. its probably obvious but i have not read ANY twitterverse killjoys stuff </3 maybe i will someday idk