#lemme talk about cats and stuff man

[canidbld]

Being a canine has really taken over my perception of the world. It geniuenly feels like everything just makes sense now, but at the same time, it's literally all I think about and feel (for the most part, anyways)

I'd like to write more about my other alterhuman identities for the alterhuman writing challenge, but it's actually really hard because explaining and talking about things and aspects to so with caninehood and canineness come so naturally to me even if I struggle with understanding it fully however when I try and sit down and think about how I'll write about my other experiences, I simply fall into a blank state.

Being a dog is nature. It's what I know. Being canine is just... the way the floor is the floor or the grass is grass.

[lostinlovingrevery]

Info dump your fave Logan things and concepts SFW and NSFW so one of us can write you a banging indulgent fanfic? Lemme spoil u bbygrl. ( Nonny bc Idk if this is chill or if I'm weird for this. 😭 )

NONNNNNNY YOU ARE SO SWEET I'M GONNA CRRRYYYY

I could go on FOR HOURS about my fav logan things omg, so i'll try to keep this down to my FAV favorites <3 (SFW and NSFW ahead!)(i might make another similar post w a whole bunch more bc this got me thiiiinkiiin)

SFW

Logan listening to hyperfixations, STRAIGHT UP. He may sit silently, and do other stuff while you rant, but he LISTENS so good. makes comments and reassures that hes still listening

Soft, gentle touches. Him putting his hand on your lower back when leading you through a crowd, scratching your back or arm while cuddling (God im such a slut for that)

LAUGHING TOGETHER. I wanna see that man GIGGLE. I wanna see him GUFFAWING. he's laughing so hard he's crying.

Logan likes to sit outside during his downtime I think. I think he likes being able to breathe fresh air (and probs smoke freely without anyone jumping his ass over it lmao). Imagine sitting on the porch on his lap during a spring thunderstorm. His big arms wrapped around you protectively. bonus points if you're on a porch swing (altho w how heavy logan is COULD he sit on a porch swing w/o breaking it???)

butterfly kissess butterfly kisses

we talk a lot about his deep passionate kisses and believe me I LOVE THAT. but Lately i just been obsseseed with him giving fluttery lil kisses all over your face

also nose nuzzles. ive been including those a lot in my fics lmao

God i love his beard so much, wanna scratch it and pet it. I like to think he'd would teasingly rub it all over your face

WAIT A MIN. CATS DO THAT.

lmao

early morning snuggles

yknow those super passionate kisses and dips those old hollywood movies do? yeah that with Logan

NSFW

unfg

His. Stamina. God i want this man going at it with me for HOURS.

TBH Im so indecisive about what Logans fav position would be. I feel like mating press would drive him INSANE. You're bent and half and logan just SLAMMING his shit into you. so hard and fast the BED FRAME BREAKS

I LOVE the idea of Logan being this tough guy loner who could have anyone he wanted, but he becomes completely OBSESSED with you. Everything you do turns him on. You could put him smack in the middle of a strip club and he'll still be thinking about you

his shaky thighs when you suck him off and make him completely undone

him being so much bigger than you that you're pretty much swallowed by him. hes onto of you, between your legs and there's a significant STRETCH in how far you have to spread your legs for him to fit with his hips flush against yours

turning into a puddle underneath him as he fucks you sooooo good your speechless and in a whole another world, and he's just sweet talking and cooing at you how pretty you are and what a good girl you are and mmmmmph yes

manhandling. god i just want him to be forcing me into different positions and picking me up and carrying me all over the place. also just throwing me over his shoulder is fun

dominant but sweet orders. "Give me a kiss", "go on, take a seat." "get those pretty lips on my cock sweetheart" teehee

i'm a slut for creampies honestly almost everyone of my smut fics has a creampie lmao. logan DEF loves a good creampie

[dmc-tings]

It’s been a while since I requested anything off tumblr! (Hope I’m doing it right) would you kindly write dating headcanons for Vergil? ❤️❤️

(Looks right to me lmao. Also I felt like this needed a sort of into to the dating, so enjoy)

Dating Headcannons for Vergil

First of all... what did you do to get the Alpha and Omega to notice you?

He doesn't just pick anyone.

Really we think Nero's mom got lucky

It was actually through Lady you and the Blue Devil met

She brought you too the shop

HEART THROB

He just saw you from across the room

Hehe, of course Dante saw the small signs if his big brother's interest

The straighter back, smoothed out shoulders, and you can't forget the lack of him showing off his arms (that vest? Fuckin please. Dude's got arms for days.)

But you clearly weren't impressed.

It took Trish to tell him it wasn't it.

Dante was happy to laugh at his suffering

Vergil promptly stopped peacocking

But... he still didn't know how to approach you

You're... quiet. Observant.

Like himself.

For a while it was just... longful looks from him.

But then (without reason) Dante suggested that you ask Vergil about Demon stuff.

Ah. His magnum opus... of himself anyways

That's when you went over to him finally

"Lemme talk to ya."

Oha? Not so shy then. More cautious

That led to a rabbit hole (No pun) that you fell down

Eventually Vergil let you accompany him to his favorite library... the only one in Redgrave (one could assume he simply just opened a portal to where he wanted)

And you? You took him to little quaint cafe's, or parks that didn't have too many people

Nook and cranny or hole in the wall places that didn't have people staring at him

He adored it

Mostly because he wasn't bothered

But your company, more over the private time with you, allowed him to see you

And he's a hopeless romantic.

So the day he asked you to be his (and only his) you gave him a sweet kiss... on the cheek

Gave ya mans the "butterflies" and he went home red eared

(Here are the relationship stuff)

Vergil... is horribly like a demon. He spent so many years in Hell or under Mundus' brainwashing, he's more devil than human

He... like a giant cat, he leaves dead devils heads or limbs at your doorstep.

You had to SCOLD him for it

He was, unreasonably, pissed. That wasn't good enough?

His "rizzlord" of a brother tried to help

It did not go well

Between the awkward "ayo girl's" or the tragic "Call me Mr Flintstone, cause I can make yo bed rock" (which Vergil didn't even know what the fuck that meant)

You told him "Verge. Stop listening to your brother. Anyone else would have called the police on you."

Dante got a proper beating that day

So Vergil eventually said fuck it and started to read those cheesy romance books

Things turned around then

Flowers. Chocolates. Your favorite foods.

A more normal human relationship

He is chivalrous

Fast to open doors for you, or pull out your chair

And a fast fist to anyone who makes you uncomfortable

He just can tell ok?

A little bit too close to him? Or an avoidant stare?

He's all action. No verbal warning.

YOU noticed the signs of him ready to swing

It's lighting fast. His eye twitches, and a head swivel. When he finds the target you have maybe second to grab him.

You usually are too slow though.

A sickening crack and someone is sleep

And it ain't neither of you

Vergil also likes to cook

Yes. Human food.

Superb sense of taste, he can almost tell you exactly what's in a dish

So asking him for something specific is easy. (I like to think he's kinda like Ignis from FFXV)

Sorry. But intimacy is a challenge to him

He's really like a cat

He'll come to you when he's ready

It's usually slow, heavy and careful steps

Visually cautious

"May I sit with you?"

Of course you don't deny- why did he sit so far away

He's like on the far end of the couch

Give him an hour

He slowly scoots closer

But... there about a 4 inches away from you

He does this so you can choose to close the distance

You usually do.

Hehe red ears.

He doesn't let his face heat up, but his ears. Hims ears always burn up

And then the small cocky grin he gives himself. Satisfaction

With that you basically tell him it's ok to grab you up

In his lap

Mf will fall asleep with you like this

Ah.

No one thought he'd have a safe haven in you

[sglossmin]

MUSE | MYG pt. 3

Plot: What happens when the man you practically simp over in high school, is right now, sitting across you after almost 10 years of not seeing him? Worse? You’re here for an appointment for therapy and he’s your psychologist.

Pairing: SeniorStudent!Yoongi x JuniorStudent!Reader —> Psychologist! Yoongi x Artist!Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight age gap, slice of life, a bit of angst, schoolmates to lovers(?)

Warnings: talks about mental and death…erm lemme know if you found any disturbing heh Also mentions of earthquake:< (Praying for those who got affected by it)

Word count: How do u guys count here?

A/N: here's the part 3 y'all!! Thank you for the love and support this story is getting so far^^ It makes me want to keep going:) Comment your @ if you guys want to be added on the taglist:) Btw, the earthquake scene (hs days) actually happened (to me), I don't want it to make it seem like I'm making fun of these kind of stuff, so...just letting y'all know. This part was already written before the news, didn't want it to come off as mocking or something:<

part 1 part 2 read here^^

It wasn't my first time to go inside of this house, but it's different—cause it's his house now. The Kim's had looooooooooots of different antique furniture, his—simple, minimalist. Except for the liquor collection he has in his kitchen. The overall house looks pretty much the same except for the furniture. Some frames hanging on the wall, cute small cat decorations, his couch almost looked like a piano—black and white.

I wonder what his room looks like.

A small grin tugged my lips. He's letting me in his home, never thought I'll ever get to this stage.

Not gonna lie, that thought earlier made me feel like a creep.

I insisted that it would be better to eat at his since my house were not that...clean.

"Do you need any help?" I asked as we walked to the kitchen.

"No, I can't let you cook. You're my guest." Yoongi chuckled as he took out some ingredients from the fridge. "What do you want me to cook anyways?"

I couldn't seem to stop smiling. Good thing he's still stuck on the fridge while looking for ingredients. "Uhm...Anything! Surprise me."

He peeked out, slightly frowning at me. "I'll take that challenge..." he mumbled as he took out more ingredients.

I sat on the stool and across me, he started cooking. His back facing me while he chopped some scallion. Seeing his ingredients, I could already tell he's making kimchi-jeon (pancakes). Kids in our neighborhood used to pick on me and jungkook because of our last name. I think he's also making dakgalbi, is he making a breakfast or a whole feast?

I watched him cook for a while but felt too awkward due to the silence. Taking out my phone, I scrolled through my social media.

I sighed, seeing the news about the earthquake that happened to the other countries. Scrolling deeper, seeing the buildings wrecked, made my heart drop. It wasn't just the place and the infrastructures that were destroyed, but could also be the hopes and dreams of the people living in there. Tons of innocent lives seeking if there's any future left.

Yoongi seemed to notice my heavy sigh, I didn't even notice that he was looking at me.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up at him, the same curious and concerned eyes looking back at me. I dropped my phone to the table and smiled slightly at him—saying I was fine. I told him about the current happenings and he also felt the same sting.

Sometimes, I hate my memory. Being with him right now—talking about earthquakes, brought me back to that cursed memory.

Autumn 2010

Sana and Chaeyoung along side with the half of the class went somewhere to take some test. The other half including me and Jiyeon stayed inside the room, some were playing outside.

"Jiyeon, I'm hungry... Let's eat."

"Aren't you going to wait for them?" Jiyeon—who's also a close friend of mine—asked.

"Bet they're going to take long. It's almost lunch break now." I whined and took out my food.

Jiyeon don't really eat lunch so she just watched me as I eat. I keep on offering her to take at least a bite but she always refuse.

A few minutes after I ate, the surrounding seemed to move. I felt the ground shake for a second. It was quick and subtle, but we felt it. One of my classmate screamed and the students from the other room went outside. All of us were still processing what happened and since it stopped right away, we brushed it off. Even laughing when one us screamed.

Moments later, a teacher came in to us. She told us to get our stuffs and get out of the room. Thankfully, our room is in the ground floor—first room too. Jiyeon and I contemplated whether to get our friend's bag. Feeling the rush, we took it and got out.

Halfway through the line, we met them. They thanked us and took their bag. We told them what happened in the room and the way someone screamed.

"We were taking the test then we felt like we were moving and shit." Sana chuckled.

We got out of the line and lost them. Chae and I went to the court. Halfway through, we saw Sojin. She was raising this intermediate pad that has names written on it. We went to her and asked her what is it and what she was doing.

"It's my crush's name list." she said, as if it's the most normal thing to do in the current situation. "I have to at least confess or see them before this thing gets worse," she chuckled.

Hearing that, we left her to do her thing.

"She's my spirit animal" I chuckled and went to the covered court. Everyone was there, and surprisingly, including him.

I tapped Chae's shoulder, "He's here," I whispered. He's talking with some friends.

"Let's call Taehee to confirm if he's the guy she's talking about."

Hours earlier...

"He doesn't really post that much, no?" Chae mumbled as I rested my head on her shoulder as we stalked him.

"He's kinda familiar," our classmate—Taehee—said.

"What? You know him?," I said, almost sounding like a mock.

"What's his account?" she asked. Chae then showed him the profile. "Oh- Oppa?"

"OPPA??" Both of us exclaimed. Our head turned to look at her so fast I think I broke my neck.

Taehee nodded. "We weren't that close but we used to text a lot each other back then."

"Ey... Cut off the bullshit. Do you even have a proof?"

She shook her head and showed us her phone, "I already deleted our messages but look, we're 'friends' "

It did show that they're friends, but still, we refused to believe.

End..*

"So?" we looked at Taehee.

"Yeah, that's him. But I don't think he'll remember me."

Chae and I groaned.

I looked at my surroundings, till I saw some students taking a picture. "An earthquake happened yet they still managed to take pictures? Tsk"

"But...why don't we also?" Chae grinned. I looked at her weirdly, till she whispered, "And put him in the background..."

My eyes widened, amused of her sly idea. Yoongi was just few feet away from us.

HE WAS SO CLOSEEE.

"Come on, take a pic. Make sure I'll look good, okay?" I posed and smiled through the camera.

Then with some of my other classmates, we had a 'group photo'.

But seems like his classmates sensed what we were doing. "10 bucks if you guys wanna take a pic with Min Yoongi~" one of his classmate purposely said for us to hear. It wasn't loud but audible. All of them laughed—us too. Realizing we were caught, we stopped.

Yoongi was silent the whole time. Just quietly laughing with them.

"Neko is so cute" I giggled. "Even cuter when closer."

Chaeyoung giggled with me—too used to my insanity.

Everyone thought that they'll let us go home since we saw some senior students went out. Turns out, the reason that the teaching and non-teaching staffs in the school told us to get out of the building was to check whether a crack formed in the walls. After they checked every building and it is safe enough, we went back and continued the lessons as if nothing happened.

An hour later...

I still doubted that Taehee and Yoongi used to exchange messages back then.

"Let me use your phone then."

Without any hesitation, she gave me her phone. I chuckled and thought about what to message first.

Using Taehee's account, I texted him.

"Hi"

Few minutes later, he replied.

"Hello"

OEMGOSHHH HE REPLIEDDDD

I thought about what to reply but thought of nothing except this,

"So...u like bigbang and girl's generation?"

I remembered seeing in his account that he likes them.I gasped—HARD. Would it be so much of a coincidence if we stan the same group?

I gave it back to Taehee since it looks like it'll take him long to reply. While we were doing some project, Taehee lend it back to me, saying that he replied. This time, Chae is with me so I told her I texted him.

1 message

"Yes"

We squealed! We really stan the same groups.

"Who's ur bias? lol"

"Should we also ask him if he's gay?" I jokingly asked Chae.

Ever since we get to see him, we always contemplate whether he's gay or just feminine. There's no way a good looking and hygienic guy in his years are... Don't get me wrong but, he's just so different from the others.

"Yeah!" Chae laughed with me.

"Are you gay or just feminine?"

Hours before he replied again.

replied to : Who's ur bias? lol

"Taeyang and Yoona"

That's weird. Taeyang was my first ever bias in bigbang and Yoona is also my bias.

Chaeyoung and I squealed as we read the text.

"But he didn't replied to the other question," Chaeyoung frowned and snatched the phone.

replied to: Are you gay or just feminine?

"Ahem"

I gaped at Chae. "You did not..."

"I just did." She shrugged and smugly looks at me. "What? To cut off our dying curiosity too."

I rolled my eyes at her, not believing what she just did. I mean, it was kinda... weird way to ask(?)

Hours later again before he replied.

"Fem"

We were about to go home when we got the message. Chae and I gasped as we read it.

Yoongi finished cooking and hummed a song I've never heard before. The food smells so good that it made its way to my stomach. A soft grumble from my stomach made him chuckle. With the foods presented in front of me in a very delightful way, it felt like I'm at a five star restaurant.

"Careful, Mr Min, or else I'm going to think you're trying to impress me," I snickered, not knowing where did I got the confidence.

"Maybe... I do want to impress you." Yoongi's voice dropped an octave. Seeing my reaction, he chuckled and took a bite of his food. Eyes never leaving mine.

My earlier smirk was wiped off.

What the fuck? Did he just casually flirted back or I'm too deep in my delusions?

I blinked. Once. Twice. Till I noticed I literally stopped breathing. I choke out a breath and Yoongi immediately gave me a water. I felt my blood rush to my cheek and even to my ears.

"Are you okay?" He was tilting his head as he asked. Then I noticed it. He was suppressing his smirk.

I nodded and took a bite of the food he made. I sensed the way he quietly observed me. The time the food went to my mouth, I groaned softly how good it tastes. My brows knitted as I chewed it.

Yoongi seemed to be surprised by my reaction, "Do you...not like it?"

I quickly shook my head as I gulped it down. "What do you mean? It's really good."

He chuckled and subtly observed me more. Noticing that what I meant by frowning—is good food.

Moments passed by and we just ate quietly. It wasn't the awkward silence, but more like silence that is comfortable enough.

After a while, Yoongi cleared his throat to break off the silence. "Why did you left?"

Part of me already knew this moment will happen—that some old acquaintance will ask me this once we cross paths. But never have I ever thought that it will be Min Yoongi.

"It's just... I felt suffocated." I took a spoonful of food. Hoping that he won't ask further more.

One thing I'm a hundred percent sure about Yoongi after meeting him again— is that he's really great at this psychologist stuffs.

Personally, if I ever become a psychologist, I might end up manipulating the people around me. Analyze their body language and the way they show off their selves. Play with their heads like this is just all some sort of a game.

To be honest, I have more potential of becoming a patient—which is I literally am right now.

I thought of his question to be too personal. Especially since we're not even at the clinic. I felt awkward. Too exposed. Bare in front of him.

Winter 2010

Expecting no one to be at the library since it's still class hours, I went inside to read the latest volume of the manga I've been reading—Ouran Highschool Host Club. This manga might be the funniest shoujo manga I've read. A few years ago, they released an anime series adaptation. I was so thrilled when I watched it.

I sat at my usual spot. Taking out the manga and was about to read until I looked at my surrounding. I gasped when I saw Yoongi sleeping across me. Just a few tables away. His head was resting over his arms, sleeping so soundlessly.

Why is Neko sleeping at this hour?

The manga was forgotten by the time I saw him. I took out my sketchbook instead.

Observing every features of his face, from his fair skin to his brown hair. With his eyes closed and his lips pouting a bit, he looks so soft. His cute button nose...

I wanna boop his nose.

I made a quick sketch of him before leaving. I took a pic of the drawing for remembrance since I drew him too good for a short amount of time. It was about time for my next subject and I had to go. I signed my drawing with a cat -ㅅ- before slipping it in the book on his table.

I quietly giggle at the thought of becoming an anonymous artist.

I hope he won't think I'm a creep.

After having breakfast at Yoongi's, I tried to help him do the dishes—in which he refused, forcing me to go do my thing instead.

When I went home, I prepared the painting for Mr Jung in my studio. This is the only reason I took this house, with it's large vacant space, I can have a built-in studio.

Analyzing the painting, I made sure there's no dents nor faulty parts. I sighed and took my phone to update Jimin so he can send it to my client. I prefer that my manager have the contacts instead of me so that my phone won't be bombard by my client's demand.

While searching in my contacts, I got a text message from Kook.

"Sorry, noona. I slept too late last night. Promise, I'll make up it to you T^T"

"This kid..." I shook my head as I softly chuckled. I replied to him saying don't worry, just rest before walking towards to my closet.

I looked for a decent outfit for my meeting with Mr Jung. I picked a nice dress and a pair of shoes.

I showered while singing my ass off in the bathroom. Letting the warm water stream down on my body. With my newly bought vanilla scented body wash, I scrubbed my whole body with it. After showering, I felt so refreshed.

I blow dried my hair and put on the clothes. I decided to put on some light makeup. I tried to do it in the way those xiaohongshu girlies do their makeup.

"Why do I feel like I'm going to a blind date instead..." I snickered as I dolled up more.

Usually, it is Jimin who meets up with the clients since he's the communicator. So far, I've never met Mr Jung due to my busy schedule. Based on Jimin, he's a nice young man. That's all I have to know. I trust Jimin's instincts more than mine, so if he says he's nice, he's nice.

I'm going with Jimin today, he's going to pick me up in a few minutes.

I heard a car parking and soon after, my doorbell rang. I was greeted with a smiling Jimin.

"Morning," he smiled as he took the big ass painting in my arms, putting it in the back seat of his car.

Jimin opened the door of the passenger's seat, as I was about to hop in, I caught a glimpse of Yoongi drinking coffee in his terrace. Not even hiding that he was in fact looking at us.

Jimin saw my hesitation and followed my gaze. I heard him softly chuckled. "Come on, Y/n. We'll be late."

The fuck you smirking at, Mr Park?

I glared at him as he grinned back at me.

I went inside of the car and we drove off.

part 4 read here^^

A/N: the convo part where they were asking abt kpop, the real conversation I had with that guy, was me asking if he likes bts and twice (same response) and his bias are tae and nayeon>< Told y'all, this is based irl. And that mf reallllyyy looks good. He gives off some Taehyung and Sunoo (enhypen) vibes ngl. And we did asked him if he's gay or what. This is all real—most of it, yeah. And the drawing part from the earlier parts? That was real too. I wish I could show the pic...but I'm not sure if y'all be interested anyways-_- This is literally a Yoongi ff based on my hs days lmaooo I inspired this ff because I still think up to this day- "why am i running just to see a glimpse of him". The events that happened with this guy is just so funny I had to put it on SOME scenes (not all, cause nothing really happened btwn us-_-) so... other scene are really based on my delusions heh. The scene where Taehee called him "oppa" was used coz Yoongi's older, not "oPpaRR" (flirting). Using oppa feels so cringe since this ff is in english. I thought of using a male charac so it'll be "hyung" instead but the message might come off wrong.(If I use a guy, it'll come off like he has some crush on YN since he literally was willing to let her do anything.) I used it so that you'll see how DRY he texts--not giving a single fck abt Taehee. Do u get the vision?? Im sorry lol T_T T_T

Taglist: @choijay-07 @sanarin @yooforeaa @this-most-assuredly-counts @minniejim

[orangeaurora]

Steve Harrington | Spidey 🕷️

Summary: You get stuck with Steve Harrington as your lab partner in your college biology class but he never seems to show up to class or make time for important homework assignments.

Imma call this aaaaa “people who love to bicker but actually love each other” fic because reader and Steve aren’t mean enough to each other to be considered enemies. :p ALSO! I will GLADLY write a part 2 of this so lemme know 🥰

Author’s note: I haven’t written anything in so long but I love this idea and had to write it myself. I hope you enjoy. 🧡

Warnings: getting cat called, and slightly grabbed (a man grabs your wrist hard but that’s as far as it goes), slight angst, cussing, uhhhh I think that’s it??

Word count: 3.9k

You sat in the cool air of your dorm room, focused on the biology homework in front of you as your roommate Robin was quickly flipping through channels on the TV to find something to watch. “-and Spider-Man!”, you hear quickly before the channel is changed again and your eyes are adverted to Robin. “Hey! Go back!” You say excitingly as Robin shrugs and goes back a few channels. “Okay, stop!” Your eyes light up as J. Jonah Jameson is going on another rampage about the city’s new hero.

“What… this?? I hate this guy.” You shake your head and laugh. “No, not the news guy! Spider-Man!” Robin rolls her eyes and smiles slightly, like she knows something that you don’t. “Ew. You know, there could be a complete weirdo underneath that mask and you wouldn’t even know it.” You shrug and go back to doing your homework. “Doesn’t matter to me.”

“Oh suuuure…” Robin says under her breath. “Huh?” You say with your eyebrows furrowed not actually sure of what Robin had said. “What? Oh, nothing!” She smiles and quickly fills her mouth with a handful of popcorn so she can’t talk anymore.

A few hours later Robin had left the dorm room to go take a shower and you hear a quick, melodic knock on the door. You sigh and stand up from the comfy spot in your bed and shuffle yourself to the door. As you approach the door you hear the sound of small items hitting the floor, followed by a mumbled, “oh, shit, fuck… SHIT!” You swing the door open to reveal Steve Harrington dropping a bunch of boxed candy and bags of popcorn on the floor. His fit frame bent down, picking up everything quickly. “Sorry I’m late, Robin, I got caught up with Spi- OH!” He jumps slightly before finally gathering himself and looks up at you, his smile dropping. “It’s you.” He stands up straight and shrugs, and scoots past you into your dorm room.

“Yeah, come right on in!” You say with a scoff as Steve lays all his stuff on Robin’s bed. “Hm… finally here to do our biology lab, Harrington?” He scoffs and starts pulling out a bunch of movies from his backpack. “Hell no. It’s horror movie night for Robin and I.” His back stays turned away from you as he talks, your eyes burning into the back of his head the whole time. Your arms cross over your chest as you lean your back against your bed. “Soooo, lemme get this straight, you don’t show up for class, you never show up to our study sessions, and now you can’t even help with the lab that YOUR name is gonna be on… even if you didn’t do any of it?” He shrugs and finally turns around to look at you. “Yeah, sounds about right.” He takes a step towards you. “Look, I’m sorry. I’ll figure out how to be included in the lab somehow, okay?” Your eyes narrow at him as you process what he’s saying.

“No you won’t.” You say flatly. Steve’s eyebrows furrow at you, his eyes looking a little bit shocked. “Wh-what do you mean?” You roll your eyes again before grabbing some of your stuff and a blanket. “You say that every homework assignment. I’m tired of picking up the slack for you.” You slug your backpack over your shoulder before walking towards the door. “It’s almost midnight! Where are you going?!” Steve says as he slightly raises his voice, annoyed with you. “To finish our lab, ya know? The one that’s due in…8 hours.” You look at a fake watch on your wrist before opening the door, revealing Robin only a few feet away from your dorm room. “Hey, idiot, where are you going?” Robin says with a smile as you walk right past her. “Enjoy your movie night.” You say to both of them as you make your way to the library.

As you reach the library, you couldn’t help but feel as if there were eyes on you the whole way there. It was a Sunday night on a college campus, lots of kids were finally returning to their dorms after a weekend of partying, but there was no reason to feel unsafe. You shake the feeling before finally finding a study room to finish your lab in peace. Thankfully you get super focused, not allowing your mind to wonder about the interaction you had just had with Steve or about the anxious feeling you had felt only a moment before. Only an hour later, you finished your assignment and smiled. Though, as you look at the top of the page where your name was written in nice, neat handwriting, you freeze for a second, tapping your pencil on the table as you think before sighing, and quickly writing, “Steve Harrington”, right next to yours.

You quickly close your notebook before you can change your mind and shove it into your backpack. The anxious feeling suddenly comes back as you realize you’re the only one in the library. You shake your head and quickly grab your things and start to make your way back to your dorm. Before you can make it to your dorm building you hear a whistle and freeze. “Hey, pretty thing!” Someone yells out and you continue walking. “Oh, come on, I just want to talk!” The voice is getting closer and closer to you as your feet start to move as fast as they can. Unfortunately, you weren’t walking fast enough as there is now a very drunk college boy walking parallel with you. “What? A guy can’t compliment a girl anymore?” He takes a slug of his drink before turning towards you. “Hm, thanks but I’m not interested. Have a good night.” He scoffs. “Come on! It won’t hurt to give me the time of day.” “It might…” you mumble under your breath before feeling a tight grip on your wrist. “What did you say?” He says between gritted teeth. “N-nothing!” Your voice gets louder but before he can respond, another voice is heard from above.

“Now is that any way to treat a lady?” Both you and the man, who’s grip on you loosens, look above you to reveal a figure perched up on a light post. The voice is sarcastic but playful as he shoots his hand out and releases a silk like substance from his hand, throwing the man away from you onto the ground. You stay frozen in your place, not sure if it’s out of fear or confusion. “Wha-?” You can’t even finish your sentence as the perched figure stands and jumps down besides you, your eyes going wide. “S-spider-man?” Your eyes light up as a smile appears on your face.

“Oh! Seems I have a fan?” The tone of the masked man is fun yet comforting, and it reminds you of honey. “Don’t get too close.” He says with a laugh as he walks towards the drunk boy who is still plastered on the ground. The masked man makes his way to the boy and webs him to the floor before crouching next to him. “Now, let’s use our big boy words and tell the girl you’re sorry? Okay?” The boy quickly nods before shaking and looking over at you. “S-sorry.” He looks over at Spider-Man, who’s shaking his head at him. “Hm… one more time. Like you mean it.”

“I’m really sorry, ma’am.” The boy looks back at Spider-Man for approval. “Much better.” Spider-man pats him on the shoulder before standing up, “Enjoy your time outside tonight!” He says as he looks down at the boy still webbed to the ground before turning his attention to you.

“Do me a favor, princess?” You nod your head, mouth slightly agape as you stand in shock still. “Go get to your dorm safely.” He points behind you as he walks backwards, never letting his back turn from you until you start walking away. You clutch your books to your chest before quickly turning around again to see if he is still there. Your heart is beating so fast that you can feel it in your throat, but you still manage to yell a clear, “Spider-Man?” In his direction. He turns back around and looks at you, walking backwards again.

“Thank you…” you say with a small smile. “Anything for you.” He yells back before swinging into the shadows. As soon as you turn around to walk into your building, you bite your lip and smile. “Oh Robin’s gonna love this.” You mumble underneath your breath.

As soon as you open the door to your dorm room, you feel an anxious energy flood over you. Your smile fades as you look over at Robin pacing back and forth and chewing on her nails. As she makes eye contact with you, her eyes light up. “Oh my god, you’re okay! I mean…” she puts her hair behind her ear. “Of course you’re okay, why wouldn’t you be okay? You were just at the library. At the library… in the dark! And I’m really scared of the dark so… in reality I’m just projecting my own fears!! I’m just being silly.” Robin laughs nervously as she sits on her bed. Staring at you with an awkward smile.

“Ooookay.” You say with a small laugh as you sit on your bed that’s across from her. Your smile grows bigger as you two sit in silence. “Oh, god, what??” Robin says with an amused but also grossed out tone. “IsawSpider-Mantonight.” You say under your breath super quickly. Robin squints her eyes at you. “I can’t hear a word you’re saying.” She says as she leans her head in closer to you. “Spider-Man. I just saw him… right now. He… he talked to me, Robin.” Your voice grows louder and louder as you speak, excitement spilling from your body.

Robin rolls her eyes as she lays back into her bed, slamming her back into the mattress. “Oh Jesus Christ, that’s what’s got you all riled up?” If only you could see the smirk on her face. “Robin, he saved me from this super creepy guy… and then called me princess.” Robin sits up from her parallel position and looks at you. “Ew.” She frowns.

Now it was your turn to roll your own eyes as you laugh and throw one of your pillows at her. “Whatever.” She laughs now too and throws one of her pillows back. “I’m happy for you, idiot.” She smiles as she lays down and pulls her blanket over her body. “Now go to bed and dream about your little spider boy.” She giggles and lays her head on her pillow, you mirroring her actions. “Oh I plan on it.” You mumble and fall into a deep sleep, every dream including the masked man who saved you tonight.

When you wake up in the morning, you quickly check your phone to see what time it is, and it immediately puts you into a panic. “Shit!” You say as you throw your blanket off of your body and pick up a pair of dirty jeans off of the floor and tug them up your legs. “What… are… you doing?” Robin grumbles as she covers her face with her pillow. “My stupid lab is due today and class starts in like…10 minutes.” You scoff as you pull a t-shirt over your head. “And lord knows Steve isn’t gonna show up and present anything so if I’m late that means both of us are going to get zeros.” Robin groans as she turns over in her bed. “Good luck.” She says as she throws a thumbs up over at you. “Mmhmm… thanks, R.” You quickly run your fingers through your hair as you shrug with approval and grab all your things, making your way quickly out of your dorm and to your class.

You had never walked faster to a class in your life. Your feet were moving a million miles a minute as you approached your classroom. That is until you hear a voice from beside you. “You look like you’re in a rush.” You stop in your tracks as you look at the boy and scoff. “Wow, decided to show up today, huh?” You look up at him, Steve. He shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets. “Decided I had enough time for you today I guess.” Your eyes squint at him for only a moment before you scoff. “Okay, Harrington.”

You shake your head as you quickly dig through your backpack and pull out the notebook that had your lab written in it, slapping it in Steve’s hands. “Review that as we walk.” You say as your feet start moving towards your classroom again. “You have a lot to catch up on. Come on, looks like we are both in a rush.”

Steve quickly follows behind you as he looks down at the lab in his hands, a smile forming on his face. “You know you really don’t have to give me credit for any of this… you shouldn’t.” You shrug as you look up at him. “You’re smart, Steve. I know you are. You just… are occupied. It’s okay. I’ll cover for you.” You smile up at him as he looks down at you with a glimmer in his eyes, the sun hitting off of the rim of his glasses perfectly.

“We could make a deal? I’ll do the next lab by myself. I promise.” You can’t help but laugh at Steve’s words as you shake your head. “Yeahhh not holding you to that promise, Harrington. Though, I do appreciate the offer.” Steve stops walking for a second, softly grabbing your wrist. “No, I’m serious, please, let me make it up to you.” Your eyebrows furrow as your eyes meet his, seriously considering his offer. “Fine. Pinky promise me, Steve Harrington.” Steve rolls his eyes as he holds out his pinky. A sweet smile on his face as a curl falls down into his face. “Pinky promise.” He slightly whispers as you two lock fingers. As your fingers lock and your eyes meet one another’s, you feel a flutter in your chest. It feels like time is frozen until you both get knocked out of whatever trance you’re in with each other when Steve looks down at his watch that’s on the hand that is currently interlocked with yours. “Okay but seriously we should probably get to class.” You release your hand from his as you nod quickly. “Mhmm, yeah. Class.”

As you and Steve are waiting for your turn to present, you can see Steve getting antsy. His leg shakes up and down as he chews on his thumb nail, his eyes staying in one place, his face showing that though his body is in the classroom, his mind is not. “Hey…” you whisper over at him. “Relax. We’re gonna do fine.” Steve looks at you confused. “Hm? I know that.” He shakes his head and goes back to chewing on his nails, his eyes darting down at his watch over and over again. You start to grow nervous that Steve might walk out on you right now. It wouldn’t be the first time. Finally, your names are called to present your lab and Steve sighs in relief, quickly standing up.

You guys present your lab almost perfectly, besides the fact that Steve could not slow down his speech, making it known he was in a rush. As soon as you said the last word of your presentation, Steve darted out the door. You smile at your professor awkwardly and then to your classmates. “Thank you…” you say quietly as you make your way back to your seat. The seat next to you now uncomfortably empty.

As soon as class is over you close your books and make your way to your dorm. You are incredibly thankful that you have no more classes for the day as you walk through campus. You can feel your throat start to close as tears brew in your eyes. Just once you wanted Steve to actually care. So many missed homework assignments, so many missed presentations, and now, finally when Steve shows up, he reminds you once again that none of this matters to him. Did you matter to him? Why would you? He’s Robin’s friend. You’re just his lab partner. You somehow wished you were more. After almost a whole year of being put on the back burner by Steve Harrington, you still expected more from him. Wanted more from him. You quickly wipe the tears that fall down your cheeks before a voice is heard from above.

“Hey, princess!!” The voice yells down. You jump slightly before looking up and seeing your favorite masked hero looking down at you. “Why the long face, sweetheart?” You laugh softly, wiping your tears clean off of your face. “I think you have better things to do than help a girl with her feelings.” You yell back with a smile. Spider-Man quickly jumps down and takes up the space right next to you. He shrugs, “my job comes with many responsibilities.” He starts to count on his fingers as he speaks. “Beating up bad guys, helping old ladies get their cats out of trees…helping old ladies cross the street, OH and watching pretty girls walk home.” One of your eyebrows goes up as your face contorts into amusement.

“Oh so I have a stalker now?” Even though the man has a mask on, you can feel the worry on his face as he gasps. “What? No… no! That’s not what I meant! You know that’s not what I meant!” He says awkwardly and in a panic as he puts his hand on his head. “I just mean… you know, you never know what could happen because of that… creepy guy the other night.” He leans his back on the wall of the building you guys are standing next to, trying to be slick and cover up what he had said. You can’t help but laugh as you step closer to him. “Well then I guess I’m honored.” As you look at the masked man, you can’t help but feel a longing for him. You want to know his secrets, what he looks like. His favorite color and favorite movie. You want to know him. Not Spider-Man, but the man in the mask. Your smile fades as you look toward your dorm building.

“Well, I shouldn’t keep you. It’s uh, it’s sweet of you to check on me.” You start to walk backwards, making your way to your dorm. Spider-Man sighs as he throws out his hand and swings back up to the light post he was on only minutes ago. “Don’t be a stranger.” He yells down. “How could I be??? You’re stalking me, remember??” You yell back at him as he shakes his head and laughs. “In your dreams, princess!” He yells one last time before swinging away. Oh if only he knew.

You spend the rest of the day longing for another interaction with Spider-Man. Just from the two small interactions you had, he made you feel like you mattered. As you sit cuddled up in your comforter, you can hear laughter approaching your room before Robin walks in with Steve. “Oh, sorry dingus number two! I didn’t know you’d be home yet.” You sigh as you sit up and look at them both. “No problem.” A small smile forms on your lips as Steve looks over at you. He waves and scratches his neck nervously. Robin looks at you both and rolls her eyes with a loud groan. “Oh get over it already you two. I can not have my two best friends be this awkward with each other all the time. It’s killing me!” She grabs a few popcorn bags and walks towards the door again. “I’m going to the lounge to make this. You two…” she points at you both back and forth, “work this out right now. She’s joining us for movie night tonight.” Steve looks at Robin with furrowed brows and slumped shoulders, almost begging her not to leave. Like they both know something you don’t and they are communicating with their minds.

Robin tilts her head at Steve and he rolls his eyes with a quiet, “okay, fine, fine…” leaving his lips, his hands going up in surrender. Robin quickly makes her way out of the dorm room, slamming the door behind her. You can’t help but laugh at her dramatics, Steve joining in right after. “Awkward? Pft… we aren’t awkward.” Steve says as he leans against Robin’s bed, arms crossed over his chest. You smile at him and roll your eyes before pointing between the two of you. “Oh, this isn’t awkward?” He shakes his head with a smug smile. “Nah…” he laughs before sighing and looking down at the ground. “I’m sorry… about earlier. I wish I could make it up to yo-,”

“Don’t worry about it.” You quickly cut him off, not wanting to get upset, but Steve shakes his head. “No, I am worried about it. I’m sorry.” You frown slightly at him before speaking. “I just want to know why, Steve. I know I’m just your lab partner, but…” you shake your head at your own words. Steve squints slightly at you, wanting you to keep going. “But what?”

You scoff again. “Nothing. Seriously. You have better things to do, I understand that.” Steve frowns back at you now as he glides his hand through his hair. “I just wish I could explain…” you shrug at him. “There’s nothing to explain, Steve. You have your life, I have mine.” Steve pushes his glasses up his face before sticking his hands in his pockets. “Whatever you say, princess.” You smile as you look down in your lap, but suddenly a voice in the back of your head repeats the word princess back to you. It’s not the word, it’s the way he said it. It’s not mocking you, it’s sweet…like honey. You freeze, mouth going slightly dry as your head shoots up to look at him, eyes going wide in shock. The nickname, of course you’ve heard it before.

“What?” Steve says with a small chuckle, noticing the way you're suddenly studying his face. The chuckle that leaves Steve’s lips suddenly sounds familiar to you. He’s busy all the time because he is Spider-Man. A voice says in your head before you shake it away. “Nothing…nothing! We’re good, Steve, I promise.” Your mind is still running wild. You try your best to hide your thoughts, not wanting to look crazy. Steve smiles and holds out his pinky, just like earlier. “Pinky promise?” You take a deep breath before locking fingers with him again. “Pinky promise.” You smile and just as you’re about to say something else, Robin barges in the room with two bowls full of popcorn, she smiles wildly as she looks at your fingers interlocked. “Awwww… dingus one and dingus two just needed some alone time!” She says as you and Steve both roll your eyes and let go of each other’s hands. You look over at Steve one more time, his curly hair dangling in his face, his glasses perfectly framing his face, and you can’t help but smile.

Maybe your connection with Spider-Man ran deeper than just having a crush on a masked superhero. Maybe he’s been in front of you this whole time and you’ve never realized it. Whether your sudden realization was real or not, Steve Harrington had his secrets, but so did everyone else. Maybe you’d never know who was behind the masked hero, but suddenly, it didn’t matter.

[sh1nch1r0]

𝖐_𝖊𝖎𝖘𝖚𝖐𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚

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Baji x Reader

U have a crush on Baji and u find his insta stuff like that…

(ur best friend and u have matching insta names u are called Geto and ur Besties is Gojo)

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„Do you think thats really him?“ u questione ur Best Friend.

„OMG just request himmm“she says annoyed and tries to take the perfect picture of her parfait.

„U can request him first then i do it“u plead.

„No,thats against the girls girl code“she says and smiles at you.

„Fine…but if anything goes wrong i blame u“u add.

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U make ur way home from ur meet up.

Ur headphones were on and u were listening to ur Favorite Playlist as u heard a notification trough ur ear buds.

•K_eisuke accepted ur request

U clicked at the Banner and his instagram Account pops up.

He has a couple of pictures of cats and his friends in his feed and two story highlights.U look at the highlights they were nothing special either cats or some pictures of his friends with bikes.

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„Did u follow her back???“ Chifuyu asks.

„NO.“ Baji says and looks at the Blonde.

„Whyyyy…..u i tought u like her“he says confused amd Baji gives him a annoyed look.

„Fuyu,shut it…..shes ugly and not my type“the black haired says and looks away.

„HUH do u listen to urself man?“his friend questions him.

„At first u cant stop speaking about her and now u call her ugly…Baji….are u sick?“ this earns him a gentle punch from Baji and so he shuts up.

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It was 00:56 and u were scrooling trough instagram,as u refresh the site u see Baji posted a story.

•K_eisuke mentioned draken_,the.realmikey,and fuyu.matsuno in his story

u click the like button and u see another notification pop onto ur screen.Ur friend mentioned u in her story twice.

•g0joo. has mentioned you in her Story

•Caption:@Get_0 always asleep🫡😀

•U reposted this Story

•U added the Caption 🫥🥱🖕🏻

U swipe to the Second story of her and u see a picture of urself.

•g0joo. has mentioned u in her story

•Caption @Get_0 „DELETE IT I LOOK UGLYYYY“

•U reposted the Story

•Caption DELETE THAT 👽🥹😀

And with that u turn or phone off,u plug in the charger and u get out of bed to do ur skincare,as u return u see a new notification on ur screen.

•K_eisuke has requested to follow you

•U accepted his follow request

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„Watcha Lookin at“Baji screams at Chifuyu as they wait for the Traffic light to turn green.

„Just looking at her Insatgram Account“Chifuyu says louder so Baji could hear him over the roaring of the Engined.

„Lemme see“he says and tries to catch a glimpse.

„Follow her yourself u prick“Chifuyu answeres.

Baji just rolls his eyes takes out his phone and clicks on the follow back button on your profile.As he puts his phone back into his pocket the traffic light turns green.

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The Night Air was cold and u couldn’t sleep so u stalk his instagram posts and the newest one catches ur eye.

•K_eisuke has mentioned fuyu.matsuno

•Caption 🐈‍⬛Pussy

•fuyu.matsuno has commented When will u get Real Pussy?!

•U liked fuyu.matunos comment

The picture of him was hot,Baji was quiet popular amongst girls but u heard that only a few ladies were accepted in his Instagram Account.

And u are one of them.👹

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•Get_0 posted and mentioned g0joo.

•Caption My Personal Sleep Paralysis Demon🥹😬

•g0joo commented 😀do i need to save u

•fuyu matsuno liked this post

•k_eisuke liked this post

•k_eisuke commented Did u try giving him ur soul?🐈‍⬛

„See u have a crush on her“Fuyu says beside him

„I do…fuck.“he says quietly.

„Talk to her or text her“the dumb blonde suggests.

„Type Hey or…no type Did u get rid of ur Sleep paralysis demon?…text that“ Baji hates when his Friend tries to set him up but this time he follows his idea.

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•One unread message for get_0

K_eisuke: Did u get rid of ur Sleep paralysis demon?

get_0:Sadly yes he jumped of my bed and left😔

K_eisuke:Thats Bad i am on my way to ur house to save u,is the Demon still in ur house?

get_0:Yes hes making noise in the Hallway

K_eisuke:Will save u:)

get_0:🥹💕

K_eisuke:🩷

2 Minutes pass

K_eisuke:I am outside.Wheres the Demon?

K_eisuke:I expect a Kiss in return for saving u💕😑

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[fishfooddude]

Just a Kiss

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

Both you and Bradley want to take your friendship to the next level.

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“I’m not makin’ fun of you. I just think it’s-” Bradley chuckled, “It’s funny because you’re fuckin’ gorgeous, and you’re telling me you haven’t been with anyone in a year?”  you rolled your eyes in response and threw a handful of popcorn at him from the other side of the couch. “Shut up Bradshaw.” you challenged, snuggling deeper into the plush couch he’d helped you lug into your apartment four years ago when you met. 

Bradley was definitely your favorite neighbor; you’d water his plant and feed his cat while he was deployed. In return, he’d open jars and help you carry heavy stuff upstairs. As the two of you got to know each other better, you’d be lying if you said you’d never thought about what his mustache would feel like against your skin. He was tall, tan, and handsome, but he’d never go for a girl like you- you’d seen the girls leaving his apartment on Saturday and Sunday mornings; they were all petite blonds with perfect tits and plush lips… i.e., not you.

“I’m just being honest, Y/N. You’re gorgeous and funny and kind… you’re a good person. You could get any guy you want.” Bradley said, reaching for his beer sitting on the coffee table. “I guess.” you sighed, turning your attention back to the shitty reality tv show the two of you had been watching. 

“Come out with me and the guys tomorrow. It’ll be fun.” Bradley suggested as he left that night. “I don’t know Bradshaw… I have plans on Saturday morning, and last time we went out, Nat drank me under the table and-” You began trying to wiggle your way out of this invite. Bradley shook his head, “You’re comin’ out with us, Y/N, not takin’ no for an answer.”

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Bradley regretted inviting you to the bar that weekend. You stood by the jukebox talking with Phoenix about god knows what, and he scanned the room, noticing how many drunken sailors were looking you up and down. He wasn’t lying when he complimented your appearance and character the other night. When you moved into the apartment across the hall, he thought you’d be one of his conquests. The afternoon you’d asked him to help move that ugly oversized gingham couch up three flights of stairs because it didn’t fit in the elevator, he realized that his attraction to you wasn’t just skin deep. Then, as the months went by, the casual conversations the two of you shared in the hallway or the mail room turned into less casual conversations and exchanging phone numbers. You’d melded into his life seamlessly, and Bradley knew he needed you in a more intimate way, but he didn’t want to screw up your friendship if the two of you ended up having no chemistry.

“You don’t come here a lot, do you, sugar?” a man asked you as he walked up to where you and Phoenix had been hanging out. Phoenix looked the man up and down, “She’s here with Rooster.” she warned. “I don’t see Bradshaw around here- never hurts to make another friend, right?” he challenged, glancing at Phoenix before turning his attention fully toward you. “Lemme buy you a drink.” his voice dripped with a sickly sweet affect. You stepped backward and shook your head, “I’m okay.” you put a hand up defensively, hoping he’d get the message and back off- oh, but of course, he didn’t.

Bradley heard the commotion when he came out of the bathroom. He turned the corner and saw some bottom-of-the-barrel seaman cornering you and Phoenix. Bradley strode toward the jukebox with clenched fists and chuckled. “Seaman, clearly, these ladies aren’t interested. I suggest you walk away before I have to take matters into my own hands.” 

The man froze as Bradley spoke. He swallowed awkwardly and offered a pitiful apology before walking in the other direction. You felt the air leave your lungs. Bradley was basically a knight in shining armor. “Wanna leave?” he asked you.

You nodded and followed Bradley to the bar. He closed out his tab before the two of you walked out of the bar toward his car in the parking lot. When the two of you were in the car, you turned to stare at Bradley, “What do I have something on my face?” he laughed as he swiped the back of his hand against his mouth. “No, but I- I need to do something before we leave.” you quivered as your confidence began to run dry; before you could chicken out, you leaned across the center console and pressed your lips against Bradley’s. After the initial shock of what was happening washed away, Bradley deepened the kiss by bringing his hand to your cheek. 

You ended the kiss, leaving Bradley breathless, “Sorry, I’ve really wanted to do that for a while.” you swallowed, hoping you hadn’t ruined your friendship. “I’m glad you did; I’ve wanted to for a while now, too.” he managed to say before reaching for your cheek again.

[butterflywithsass]

Watched Dead Boy Detectives last night and I’m obsessed. If you like the queerness of good omens, but with more gore, and in the same universe as the Sandman (death and despair both show up) if you like dark academia gay boys, if you like ghosts, or paranormal stuff, or demons, if you like cats — lemme tell you this show is for you.

So, like, there’s these two ghost boys who are best friends but also gay for each other but also a secret third thing and their names are Edwin and Charles.

Edwin Payne was a demonic sacrifice in 1916 and as spend literal decades in hell but escaped. He’s a repressed Victorian gay who has zero charisma but every single man he meets becomes obsessed with him and wants to sleep with him except the boy he actually likes which is his best friend Charles. His entire character arc is about gay panic and getting over his internalized homophobia — he wears bow ties!!!! He doesn’t know what a hand job is. He’s literally the perfect tumblr blorbo. His superpower is getting tortured. He’s so sassy! His sexual awakening comes at the hands of a cat king and his first kiss is with a crow.

Charles died in like the 90s or something I’m not sure. He’s so optimistic and sunshine but also so full of rage. He’s the most supportive guy 100/10 would trust him with anything. He doesn’t like to talk about his issues. When confronted with the inexorable monsters of hell he solved the problem with a Molotov cocktail. I love him and his single earring he’s a golden retriever who would rather stay on earth with best friend than move on to a peaceful afterlife. His jawline is impeccable he can’t not press a big red button when he sees it.

Crystal Palace I wasn’t sold on because I thought she’d get between my boys but she actually so cool and I developed a bit of a crush let’s be honest I have a thing for curly haired witchy girls, she’s a physic with amnesia and a demon stalker ex boyfriend people stare at her when she hangs out with the boys cause it looks like she’s talking to herself. Everyone she knows thinks she’s insane. She’s a reformed mean girl.

Niko Sisaki I was a little iffy about because it felt like they were gonna go with the bimbo anime Asian girl but turns out she just had a parasite that made pink hearts float around her. She’s so weird she tries to help Edwin with his gay problem by introducing him to explicit gay fan fiction, she tries to get her landlord to date, she likes cool rocks. She has two tiny people trapped in a jar in her room. Her friendship with Edwin is everything. She’s ghosting her mom.

Jenny. I love her so much, she feels so safe which is weird because she chops meat and all her clothes are covered in blood. Everything about just screams big sister and her character arc is learning to embrace that. She goes on one date and almost gets murdered.

Monty. He’s literally a crow turned into a boy. He’s down bad for Edwin. He’s a secret honeypot agent for an evil witch. He has the most adorable smile, the whole time I was expecting him to be an agent of Morpheus. He’s obsessed with astrology.

The Night nurse originally annoyed me a bit (in a good way) I just wanted to get rid of her. When Charles punted her into a giant sea monster I clapped. Then it just got weird and I love it.

The cat king. He’s such a creep, but honestly, I love that for him. He has some of the best lines and he just exudes cat. He’s a classic fairy tale trickster, he a nuisance for the whole season, he’s central to the plot, he’s constantly hitting on Edwin.

Esther. She’s a archetypal evil witch. She gives off mystic trash vibes. She’s obsessed with beauty and revenge. She’s shamelessly horrible. She feeds kids to her giant snake. She literally can’t die.

All in all, I think I’m gonna have brain rot over this for the next year, go and watch it.

[weltonbmarsland]

The Photo (You Know The One)

This is a personal post. Very personal. Very waffling. And TMI. And deals with some mental health issues (and grief stuff and trans stuff and alcohol), so if you decide to read on, be forewarned. Apparently it's too big for tumblr's liking, so i'll have to post this part one then reblog that with part two added on. (seriously, tumblr, it's only just over 1500 words! just lemme post the stupid thing!)

I kept promising @fecklesheckleshacklesschmeckles that I'd try and explain eventually about how The Photo (you know the one) wrought its change upon me. And I got up early this morning and just started waffling and it became this. Apologies in advance! :)

I Have Issues

I'll try to get this background stuff out of the way quick as possible.

~ Alcohol Abuse Issues - see end of section for notes

~ Mental Health Issues - Introvert, social anxiety, chronically self-conscious, shy, past panic attacks, breakdowns in 1989 & 1997, lifelong cycles of depressive episodes, short manic episodes, and some generalised sort of... stasis.

~ Gender Issues - miserable late-childhood and adolescence through to young adulthood due to railing (angry fucking RAILING!!) at myself, at my femininity, at my body spectacularly failing to be the image in my head. Seriously started looking into medical transition in my late teens (we're still in the 1980s here, folks!) but got talked out of it by the gay man I was in a relationship with. Found some self acceptance in my 20s and managed to stop railing so hard at things I couldn't change / stop being quite so angry at myself all the time for soomit that wasn't even my fault. Found a wonderful bi man in my early 30s who completely accepts me (yay!)

~ Grief Issues - *takes a deep breath*

My only sister died in 1992, my closest sibling (brother, Alan) died in 2005, then between 2013 and 2019 we lost two more of my brothers and my brother-in-law (my sister's widower). I'm the youngest of 6 but there's only 2 of us left now.

There's also my best friend from childhood, one my closest fandom friends, others... To live is to grieve, right? There's no life (or love) without death, etc, etc. You have to accept it or you'll drown.

Our cat Eddy died the week before Xmas 2021 and just 20 days later, in the first week of 2022, we had to have my cat familiar, Sparty, put to sleep because his cancer had spread. All the human deaths I've absorbed and kept going from, but THIS was the death that made me weird.

During the days, while D was at work, I became -for the very first time in my life- the only living thing in the household. Even my potted umbrella tree (a present from my sister, it had ended up being in my life longer than my sister had), developed a fungal infection and died.

I developed some new neuroses. I started having to physically check the locks after D had left in the mornings. Check the knobs on the gas stove. When the first anniversary of Sparty's death rolled around, I wore his collar around my wrist for the day and slept that night with his ashes urn in the bed with me.

Are you guys keeping up with this list of misery okay? Because then... my Mum was diagnosed with terminal cancer.

March to May 2023, I spent a lot of time cleaning cleaning cleaning Mum & Dad's house while we all waited for a place in palliative care to come available. Some of those days were very fraught, as I'm sure you can imagine.

Mum died in the May. Dad tried living on his own for a bit but his health slid, too. By the September, my brother David and I started taking it in turns to spend 3-4 days at a time living with Dad, so that he'd never be on his own in the house. It was exhausting and unsustainable (would've been easier if we'd had a few other siblings around to help share the load!), but we did what had to be done.

Finally, at the start of February last year, Dad went into a care facility (initially just for 4 weeks of respite care, and to see if he liked the place; he's continued living there and is the most independent resident they have).

I could half-way breathe out again.

End-of-section Notes:

Q - Why do you abuse alcohol, Welton?

A - *refer above*

Part Two....

[g3n3s1s-l0v3]

sniles very sneetly at uu . got any hcs for the chars from return to sender . or just hcs for any db character idc :3 / nf

sniling tripply sneetly at u*

(im currently playing a lakeview round where the killer is princ… its so canon core)

eman (as her perk would suggest) is a hardcore evanescence fan; but so is yronica (secretly). obvi she’s never listen to it around other people but when its just her and eman they jam tf out

aaaqil is a total book nerd and the type to re-read books he likes. whenever he finishes one he especially liked he gives an in depth plot summary to callum

somewhat related to the last one callum hates reading. hes moderatly farsighted so reading tends to hurt his eyes. he’ll listen to aaaqil reading to him anyday

yronica is enemies with the entire cheer team cause she think theyre gonna steal her man (its secretly because shes worried theyre better than her in some way and will draw her friends away from her but shes not gonna admit that)

aaaqil and eman have known each other since childhood (like toddlerhood) but didnt ever really talk until callum and yronica became mutual friends

yronica straightens her hair cause when she doesnt its very frizzy and poofy

aaaqil bites pencils, callum bites his nails, and eman is one of those people that chews on her hair (whenever it grows out long enough for her to do that)

^yronica does her best to not have obvious tells like the others but when shes especially stressed out she plays with her clothes and presses her nails into her hands

every now and again eman convinces aaaqil to let her paint his nails. he always gets a light orange.

(yronica calls him gay for that… he is, but for other reasons)

aaaqil listens to rap; mainly oldschool like dre, tupac, NWE snd such

callum is a secret pop listener, yronica lowkey bullies him when she finds out

eman once got lyme disease when she was younger. no reason i just have a friend like her who got lyme.

eman, aaaqil, and callum are all dog people (doberman, shitzu, and st. bernard respectively); yronica is a cat person (grey shorthairs especially)

emans one of those history buffs who really loves learning about the world wars; yronicas not really a history buff but she likes learning about prehistory for a reason unknown to anyone but her

yronica secretly loves indie musicians like big theif, adriana lenker & stuff like that but when asked she’d say she likes mainstream rap (which is like. her number two pick)

eman’s really good with babies; callum wishes he was but scares them without trying

callum hates kickball. absolutely hates it.

yronica is allergic to mushrooms, callum’s allergic to dust and pollen, aaaqil’s allergic to pollen + lactose intolerant, eman’s not allergic to anything

(would it be bad to say i wanted to make yronica allergic to chocolate like me….. i think it’d make sense for her to be allergic to something super popular that she’d just try to hide to fit in…)

yronica LOVES horror movies but callums a bit of a scaredy cat so she always goes to see them with eman

they have study groups (all four of them) before midterms and finals)

yronicas grades can get shockingly high when she actually likes a class enough to try

(i kinda talked. a lot there. please please please please pretty please lemme know if u want more of these for other characters this was so fun to write pleaaaaase i wanna do more but i gotta have specifics or i will get overwhelmed times I million)

[corpsebasil]

You wrote about knight!nikolai interrogating me and now I want hate sex with that man

ive been waiting to speak on this holy mother—

so imagine this: you're locked up in some sort of tent scenario right? since they're on the road and battling, the knights don't really have anywhere to keep a traitor and, to Nikolai's chagrin, you'd been allowed to be let loose in the tent they sequestered your ass into. like, you'd be screeching like a cat if they tried to tie you up.

they did, actually. your hands had been bound for five hours and, once again to everyone's annoyance, you'd sang bawdy, filthy, absolutely nasty songs at full volume until you'd been untied.

like—

‘NINETY NINE BUCKETS OF C*M ON THE WALL, NINETY NINE BUCKETS OF C********MMMM! TAKE ONE DOWN PASS IT AROUND—‘

it's their fault for trying to tie you, lmao. if they wanted a night's sleep they should've considered the consequences.

so anyways.

Nikolai walks in and is already glaring. You’re former lovers and you can read him like a damn book so, when he moves forward and grabs you by the literal neck you just stare up at him, raising a brow.

“See something you like?” You’d ask.

“Fucking traitor.”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

And then he’d be kissing the hell out of you wanting to take his anger out in a way that’s personal. To your surprise you like it. He’s in no way regarding your pleasure at all, very finish-line oriented, but oh my god does it feel good.

You’re gonna have bruises the next morning. For sure. And he’d be saying stuff like ‘maybe this’ll teach you’ and ‘not only a traitor but a slut too? God you’re predictable’ AND ‘it’s been too long baby, fuckkk’

Stop me NOW STOP ME

and you’re just like—

because he’s RIPPING YOU A NEW ONE.

(for anyone that hasn’t had *** yet, lemme let you in on a little concept for those of you w a kitty. there’s only so far It can go. It being You Know. IM SO SORRY IM BEING NASTU ON MAIN BUT—

there’s only so far it can go. BUT. if he’s hitting it hard enough you’re gonna feel this like lovely sort of popping sensation that hurts and feels good at the same time and THEN.

then he’s hitting the shit out of your literal cervix I may not be right anatomically but Jesus Christ it feels like he’s tryna break something.)

NIKOLAI WILL DO THAT SHIT TO YOU. HES GONNA BE HITTING YOUR SHIT SO GOOD OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD—

I need to be chained

[smilesrobotlover]

Love at Twilight. Got anything to say about it? Any behind the scenes things you’d be willing to share? Thoughts on Kori? His physiology? Any hints on upcoming plot or chapters? 👀

Hmmmm

So the very first draft of this story was widely different than how it was now. Originally it was a story about a circus that tried to get Kori there, but I really didn’t know what to do with everyone else. The plot didn’t motivate me and the final chapter I wrote out was terrible. I couldn’t fit in the resistance and generally I didn’t like it.

Until I thought of a mutated shadow beast, and then I completely changed the plot. There was no more lame ring leaders or weird and uncomfy scenarios in the circus. Like lemme tell you, the story wrote itself when I changed the main villain. It rocks

But it’s interesting at how the two stories kinda parallel? Originally Link didn’t let Kori leave Ordon out of fear for his safety, but for his birthday, they go to castle town. Some old man freaks out at Kori when he gets distracted by cats and it’s this huge deal. They’re able to run away but the ring leader finds out about “a little devil” and wants to find him for his circus. So he tracks Kori down in Ordon and attacks Uli in the middle of the night to find him.

In the actual story, they go to Kakariko for Kori’s birthday, some lady freaks out about him, and while I couldn’t show this in the fic itself, I imagined a comic form of this part. When Link and Rusl are done investigating the missing Goron, there’s a hint that the Twili beast is watching them. So it follows them back to Ordon when the fam leaves and attacks Rusl.

So much fun stuff! Rip Uli and Rusl, one of y’all had to suffer in each story 😔

Idk what else to say about the old story but it’s fun to talk about because it changed SO much. Everything about it is different. The rest of the story won’t parallel the old one (the old one was barely written out anyways) but it’s cool to see similarities!

Originally I played with Edmund being a villain with Twili beast, and he probably would’ve kidnapped Colin for some reason, but I decided against it. It would’ve been too much to deal with and I find Edmund a more enjoyable character now than how he was before. I’ve noticed that tp Zelda always gets an abusive husband, and while I don’t hate that, I wanted to give her something different. They’re not super in love but some sparks were actually flying in chapter 7 so… 👀 (that’s actually why I asked if oc x canon was cringe cuz I kinda like them hdbsbsjsbsk). But yeah! I found Edmund being a villain extremely boring. It’s kinda fun not having any person as a villain, and instead it be some monster or something. Man vs nature you know?

And some hints ;) the Twili beast isn’t eating people, but it is “eating” something from people. I wonder if y’all can guess :3c and also for next chapter… it’s actively hunting someone down now. But I wonder who 🤔 or is it multiple people?? Guess you’ll find out at some point.

And Kori is my baby I love him <3 since he’s half Twili, he’ll stop sleeping so much as he gets older. He’ll still need sleep, but not as much as before. Which is nice cuz he struggles to sleep with the light anyways (he’ll also begin to struggle with sleep for a lot of different reasons 😬)

And this was a complete accident, but sometimes characters write themselves haha. Kori loves fashion and clothes! I worded this weirdly in the chapter, but Kori hates the men’s skirts of ordon, and is interested in other types of clothing. I want him to be a tailor or something when he’s older cuz he finds clothes so fascinating! I mean, I did have him interested in the dress up dolls! That’s something he’d absolutely love to do :))

[venomvalley]

If you have any more thoughts on the Resident Evil Appalachian setting idea, I beg that you share them🤲🏻 I can't get it out of my head, it's so cool

oh i am SO glad you asked because i have THOUGHTS!!!! it would tie in so well to our haint stories/folklore too!!!! lemme write a lil blurb

btw a warning for animal death and body horror (typical resi stuff)

folks living up in the hollers start hearing screams during the night. nobody round these parts is brave enough to go check, not after what our mammaws have said about the things that come alive in these woods past sunset. (there’s a reason why we’re supposed to be home when the sky starts to darken.)

the hunters lookin for deer sift through the foliage in search of a good spot to set up camp and see the flutter of haints through the leaves, dressed like lost soldiers tryna find their way back home. only one man was brave enough to follow, and he was never seen again.

(the shiners are different, you see. these soldiers say nothing as they accept the glass jars filled with clear liquid, an apple slice, and a stick of cinnamon. it’s a peace treaty only good corn liquor can provide.)

animals come down from the mountains and cross the two-lane roads. a common occurrence especially during rut season, and nobody suspects a thing til a driver catches a doe in their headlights, feasting on her baby. she looks toward the half-crazed woman with front facing eyes and walks toward the car with a gait too long for her limbs, joints popping beneath the skin.

word spreads around town like wildfire: the deer are actin strange. dogs howlin at all hours of the night. the remains of stray cats are found scattered across people’s yards.

it ain’t til one of the kids—a rambunctious lil thang, always scraped up from climbing trees and falling in the creek—ventures a little too far past the treeline that the consensus grows to alarm. sturgill’s baby ain’t made it back home yet. been gone for over a day.

folks up the holler start combing the woods, and these folks slowly go missing. must be one a them abandoned mine shafts people talk about. people get too close and fall in. there ain’t no gettin back out.

until sturgill’s baby comes home. his baby but not, pale as a corpse and stinking of death, and sturgill embraces his baby with open arms. don’t give a damn about no dirt on their clothes or leaves in their hair. but his baby’s grown teeth, you see. rips their daddy’s throat out without so much as a word.

but word cain’t travel fast enough, it seems, and nobody’s got the mind to kill a baby. it don’t matter no way. the virus is already in the water. everybody’ll be dead come sunday.

[daniistopg]

hehe

Yes, this is what you think it is. Me, Dani Wilson is making a documentary about Choi Jongho from ATEEZ. Now don’t call me crazy because I will get into the basics of everything from top to bottom of this man. 

Choi Jongho was my first official bias in ATEEZ, although before I fully stanned ATEEZ, I thought Mingi was my bias due to his deep voice and amazing rapping, but Jongho proved it wrong. I remember just being at my best friend’s sister’s room and she was talking about ATEEZ. I just remember being so intrigued by this beautiful, scrumptious, breathtaking, ass-slapping, toe-sniffing man named Choi Jongho. And then when my sibling told me all the little things about him and showed his talents I couldn’t look away. He is the best singer I’ve ever seen, he can rap, and he can dance, and his visuals are just so yummy.

He might hate wearing stuff that shows his skin, and I respect his opinion, but could he please just once wear a crop top it would make me delighted. I mean once I saw him in shorts and the other day he was wearing SHORT SLEEVES RUFUFUFUF, I practically suffocated right there in that moment. I need to eat his pterodactyl ahh fingers and toes right now otherwise  I’ll commit a crime. I’ve never loved a man as much as Jongho other than Straykids and that’s a lot coming from a Straykids ult. 

People really only talk about how he’s buff or can sing really well, but lemme just talk about his rapping. That man can rap faster than the main rapper himself. Also, I know I just sided his singing to his rapping, but goddamn his singing/vocals make me ascend to the heavens. His high note in Kingdom for Wonderland has got me into a literal trance that whenever I hear the original version, I can’t help but sing the high note (but not without sounding like a wet hotdog my bbgs) And partly the same with Black Cat Nero, but he actually does the hight note in real life like the baddie he is. And goddamn just his strength, bro literally was singing his ass off but at the same time, breaking an apple straight in half, like can I have a piece, please.

Also, have you seen his eyes holy moly I would sell my soul for him just to look at me like how he looks at the seats/ATINY/cameras in stage performances. I just love his lips so much like omggggggrrrrrrguyfkfyff I’d literally transform into a furry right then and there if I met him. And his no makeup/eepy face???!!  RUFFFARDFFSNJTE. Can we just talk about his long, dark-red hair, I remember I almost cried over it, he’s so scrumptious and if anyone tries to take him or say that he’s bad then I’ll eat them.

So this is why/how(much) I love Choi Jongho. Tell me which ATEEZ member you like the most, and why you like him so much. Hehe.

[foggybear42]

tell me about your kitty pleeeeeease 🥺

what's its name? what kind is it? how old is it?

omggg yay i get to talk abt harvey !!! he's a grey tuxedo american shorthair (i think lmao) and he's abt 9 years old !! he's a grumpy old man :)) he's actually the family cat but he spends the most time in my bedroom and i take care of his food and kitty litter and stuff like that. i recently developed a cat allergy but he's way more important so i just have to suffer through it LMAO. also he's not named after the stardew character (he's a bit older than the game itself afaik) and is actually named after the suits character harvey specter since the character wears a grey suit and our cat's pattern makes it look like he's wearing a suit. my parents were watching suits when we got him but they literally dont care abt the show anymore lmao. harvey's actually on my desk rn as i type this so lemme see if i can get him to contribute:

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there we go LMAO. anyways ty for letting me ramble abt my boy, here's some pictures of him :)

^ him checking out what i was doing when i was typing out this response lmao ^

[rainbowangel110]

My little sister watches Toh saga

We uh... got through episodes 8-11 so a bit to cover!

Episode 8

Starting off the episode with Hooty. She was already invested.

"I'll never find a way into Amity's heart!" cue Rock face from here

So uh as much as she loves Hooty she still was weird out by him... swallowing King

"What is Hooty eating???" Cuz King was covered in some stuff.

Oh shit this is puberty talk I thought in a panic

Anyways!!! Bug dance was funny. She was re repeating DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER for a while.

"HOW BIG IS THAT SYRINGE??"

Voice powers had her hyped actually, she was all "What is that?? HE HAS POWERS NOW???" Cute

Onto Eda!!

"I want those cookies." I am not letting you get roofied by a baked good, kid >:(

Oh she was not ready for Owlbeast to attack Dell lemme tell ya.

We got the Archivists part of the Owl Beasts memories and I popped off

She really loved the segment where Eda talked to the Owl Beast.

"I want a plush of it."

"THAT'S SO PRETTY!!!!" in reference to the ending of the dream sequence

SAY HI TO HARPY EDA KID :DDDD

"SHE CAN DO THAT???"

Onto the Lumity segment (y'all were waiting weren't you)

"Stop blushing so much oh my gosh." "They do that a lot trust me."

She was all "ohh nooo" at the reveal of the Tunnel of Love and I was dying inside.

"Amity calm down oh my gosh!" I am in tears rn

she was sooooo hyped at the part where King used his powers again

Little tiny gasp at the Lumity part immediately after

the part where Luz was dancing around asking Amity out she was YELLING

"JUST DO IT ALREADY!!!"

Hooty receives a letter from someone

"KING'S DAD!?!?" no

Episode 9

She has been obsessed with what Belos looks like under the mask ever since we first saw him

"Oh man sure hope Little Rascal doesn't get caught...." "Why?" "... Remember how Belos eat-" "NO I DON'T WANT TO-" (Doing just fine here-)

"That's what he looks like?? ... ew what's the green for??"

I am freaking out right now kid, don't ask me

I paused so much because wow implications when you know the full story are REAL

"What did you think of that conversation (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)" "... Creepy." GIRL SAME

"Is that-" "Dragon Ball Z? Yes" (knows through memes okay?)

"Oh what happened to her??" "She's sick :("

we will now skip over a bunch of stuff nothing too exciting happened here tbh

I am pausing so much during this episode and it's annoying her (YOU WILL UNDERSTAND I PROMISE!!!)

"Lotta projection going on here." "... what?"

Had to explain some stuff about the convo between Hunter and Amity over the Tamagotchi (give her a moment)

"Oh. That's not good." "It really isn't."

Don't mind me just sobbing inside at every Hunter/Flapjack interaction.

Was so so so worried for Owlbert there.

"It's in the key?!?" Yeah uh so here we are :)))))

She was so entranced with the animation and so was I (with internal screaming though)

"SHE CRACKED IT!!!"

"Mushroom Luz."

Was awwing over Flapjack and Hunter at the end (don't mind me just... gonna go over here and AUGHHHHH)

Episode 10

"Who is that?? How is she in the mirror"

"Weird door."

In between is really interesting actually

"IT'S!!! HER!! THE SLUG!!"

Again I found her watching this show at S3E1 at the intro part (all she remembers was Hunter and Vee thank god) so she popped off here.

"She's cute. I like her."

*pause* "Okay so you see that?" *points at Gravesfield logo* "Remember that." "okay..."

"Oh and those two." *points at the the Wittebanes* "Okay I will sheesh 🙄" /lh

She will not

"The basilisks remember? "OH YEAH-"

Not much from her until the rain sequence.

"HOW IS SHE HOLDING HER??" girl don't sweat it, cry with me instead :)

"I feel bad for Camila.' SAME

Episode 11

Honestly not much happened here with her so uhhh....

Biggest take away for her though

"CAT COVEN PERSON!!!" (coven scout)

"King read her diary-"