#like how fucking fake of him to be chatting with me about my sweet tooth i got from him and then when i leave he does this shit

[the-bi-space-ace]

Alright strap in I’ve got Crosshair headcanons and thoughts and you are being subjected to them hi hello enjoy:

Really craves friendship. Wants friends more than anything but for the life of him has never been good at making them. Mostly bc his defense mechanism is to be mean to keep strangers at arms length. Choose to have them dislike you before they even get a chance to make that decision themselves. It’s hard to penetrate those defenses.

AND YET this man contradicts every word he says. He hates regular clones huh? Then explain Cody and Echo and Mayday to me Crossy. Explain them to me bro. You even like Rex when it’s all said and done and that man PUNCHED YOU IN THE FACE. Explain yourself Crosshair.

Is pretty quiet for the most part but when he gets chatty it’s a mile a minute. He’ll sit next to his brothers or follow them around and just talk talk talk talk talk. Only happens once in awhile but when it does happen they all just stay quiet and listen to him. First time he did that to Echo it was completely out of the blue and he came up behind Echo and just started ranting. Echo stared at him with wide eyes for like ten minutes like ‘is this real? Is he okay?’ Before just sitting down and getting stuck in an hour long chat where he did like zero talking.

Gossipy bastard. Loves to gossip. Loves hearing it. Loves telling it. He’s so quiet most people forget he’s there and they say wild shit in front of him. He tells the 99 everything.

If one of his brothers asks who his favorite is he changes his answer depending on who has annoyed him most that day. ‘Oh you want to know who my favorite is? Wrecker, clearly. Hunter is my least favorite bc he took too long in the shower and used up all the hot water.’

Massive sweet tooth. Keep this man away from a candy store he’ll give himself cavities.

If they’re training playing with fake blasters he makes a ‘pew pew’ sound when he ‘shoots’ it. Super quiet and under his breath but he does it.

He has a game where he tries to see how many tiny rolled up pieces of paper he can get into Hunter’s hair or armor before Hunter catches on. Oh the amount of times he’s been yanked from his bunk after being caught is innumerable.

Loves listening to Tech infodumping but will never admit it out loud. He has learned so much and has found a lot of it fascinating but prefers to sit quietly and keep his eyes closed while Tech talks.

Him and Wrecker have so many more competitions than just the one. They compete all the time. Who can run the fastest. Who can name the most planets. Anything. As long as it’s a competition.

Pretends to be asleep so people don’t ask him to do things and then promptly actually falls asleep.

Cries. Like a lot. Well. Not a lot just a lot more than you’d think. While most people would think he’s too aloof for that I think he picked up a good habit of letting out big bursts of emotion because he always saw Wrecker do it. And he trusts Wrecker. Doesn’t like crying in front of other people but will hide to get some emotion out before rejoining the group.

Secret softy. But in the way where he’ll make fun of his brothers while doing something nice for them. He’s picking up their fave candy from a shop? He’ll throw it at their face when he gives it to them. They’re upset? He’s going to find a way to make sure they get a good meal and have some company but he’s going to be aggressive about it. ‘You haven’t eaten since yesterday. You’re being an idiot. Eat the fucking burrito I went to three different places to find one that would give me the salsa you like now don’t waste my time.’

His toxic trait is acting like he hates when one of them is hugging him as they are hugging him. ‘Ugh get off of me. You’re the worst.’ As he’s tightly hugging them back. Crosshair, honey, why are you like this?

[invisibleoctopus]

actually it makes sense for food to make fat ppl to feel better all the time if we're all doing shit like this where we deprive ourselves of food until its impossible not to acknowledge that Yes Im A Human Being Who Needs Sustenance Just Like Skinny People

and ppl who act like fat people just comfort eat all the time should see what its like to not allow yourself to eat until youre so miserable from not eating and you have to rule out every single other thing that could make you feel Not Good just so you can justify putting more calories into your already obese body since obese literally means im eating myself to death thats what the word means :)

it should be illegal for my problems and feeling bad to be able to be solved by me eating OR it should be illegal to make jokes about fat ppl feeling better when we have food

[kamino-ink]

Sweet Tooth | Hwang Hyunjin

✧ Genre: Soulmate!au, sickly sweet fluff

✧ Summary: While most of your friends are connected to their soulmates by tattoos, dreams, or voices inside their heads, you are connected to yours by taste; it wouldn’t seem so bad if it wasn’t for the fact everything they ate was sweet.

✧ Word Count: 2.6k

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 “Y/N sweetheart, why aren’t you eating?”

 You let out a loud groan of despair at the innocent question, burying your face into the palms of your heads in utter frustration. The rest of your rather large family sat at the table looked at you either in amusement or confusion.

 “She’s binded to her soulmate by taste - they apparently never stop eating sweets.” Your mother explains to the ones who are confused, glancing over at your slumped form sympathetically.

 Here’s the thing; you really wanted to like whoever your soulmate was, but they never seemed to eat anything that didn’t have some sort of sweet taste to them. If they were snacking on strawberries, there had to be chocolate on them - if they were eating an entire meal there had to be at least a hint of sweetness to it, it was like you could never catch a break.

 In the beginning it wasn’t so bad, since you were an avid picky eater and usually refused to eat anything you didn’t think you’d like. Your soulmate started out the same way, but as you both presumably got older, they started to really branch out and try anything given to them. Octopus, kimchi, even fucking bugs, they had involuntarily made you try it as well. As a kid you hated it, but when you got older you realized how cool it was to be able to taste so many new foods without actually eating them, and now you had quite the extensive palette.

 A few months ago, your soulmate had eaten something so sweet it had you gagging it was packed with so much flavor, and then it kept happening until you figured out this person had a hellish case of sweet tooth. Funnily enough, you used to crave sweets after dinner or for a snack, but now you avoided them as much as you possibly could. Even now in the midst of a family reunion your soulmate had began to snack on goddamn sugar cubes, effectively spoiling your appetite.

 “Honestly that’s probably the weirdest bond between soulmates I've ever heard of - and let me tell you, I've heard of some really freaky ones.”

 “I know, Jisung. You’re lucky, you’re bonded through dreams. You guys get to dream about each other every night while I’m stuck with someone obsessed with sweets.”

 Jisung laughs at your adorable pout of misery, his hand reaching over to playfully mess up your hair while Seungmin watched you both with glazed over eyes, the tiniest of smirks curled onto his lips. The three of you always stuck together like glue no matter what, even in school. You and Jisung had advanced placement history class right now, but Seungmin had signed up with your teacher to be his assistant just so he could be in the same class, essentially.

 There was one other person in your trio of friends, a boy your age named Felix. Him and his soulmate were bonded together with the gift of being able to see whatever the other person saw when they wanted to. According to the freckled boy, whenever he closed his eyes and decided to open the barrier between them, he was able to see everything his soulmate was looking at in that very moment.

 “Hey, where’s Lix?” You asked the two boys in front of you nonchalantly, picking at your nails in boredom as you blocked out the sounds of your peers chatting away with one another before class started. “The bell rings in a minute. If he’s late again he’s going to get detention.”

 Both Jisung and Seungmin shrugged, clearly showing that neither of them knew where the last part of your group was either. Once the bell rang you whipped out your phone, sending a few concerned texts to your friend before you shoved it back into your backpack so you wouldn’t get caught with it.

 ‘yo pineapple head, where tf are you??’

 ‘lix the teacher is going to castrate you if you’re late again!!’

 ‘imma laugh when you get detention sorry dude’

 Ten minutes later the door was opened, catching yours and everyone else’s attention as Felix walked into the classroom looking as calm and collected as ever. Following the freckled boy was a boy you had never seen before, and by the baffled expressions of your classmates, you could tell that none of them knew who this guy was either.

 “Sorry I’m late teach, I was told by the principal to show the new kid to all of his classes.” He explained while everyone else in the classroom watched in wonder, clearly eyeing the new kid up and down. Hell you couldn’t really blame them, the new guy was incredibly handsome and obviously had a unique sense of fashion; wearing a long sleeved, white polo shirt with a cropped, black leather jacket and black jeans with tears in them.

 When Felix gestured for the boy to follow him towards your table, you quickly averted your gaze back to Jisung, making sure you weren’t seen as you playfully wiggle your eyebrows at him. The blonde rolled his eyes at your antics, only to replace his pursed lips with a welcoming smile as Felix sandwiched the new kid between your body and his own.

 “Um, hi,” the newcomer spoke softly at first, clearing his throat to speak a bit louder when the boy beside him nudged his arm encouragingly, “I’m Hyunjin. Felix said it was okay for me to stick with you all, if that’s alright.”

 “Yeah, of course its fine - but I’ll let you in on a secret,” you pause for dramatic effect, leaning in closer to his ear as you whispered, “those three are fucking idiots with no common sense, just follow my lead and you won’t be like them.”

 Hyunjin snickered quietly at your diss, watching as the three other boys sat at the table pouted their lips in your direction as if they knew exactly what you were saying under your breath. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”

 “Hyunjin, how in the world do you manage to get all of your work done?” You question him with a whine, letting out a satisfied sigh as you lean against his chair and pop your back. He simply put one of his fingers up to his plush lips in reply, tossing a ball of wadded up paper at your head.

 “A magician never reveals his secrets, Y/N.”

 You huff in annoyance at his secretive reply, wincing when the wad of notebook paper hits the top of your head. You reach down to grab it and throw it back to him forcefully, a snicker escaping your lips when it makes contact with his forehead and the dramatic boy plops down onto his bed with a groan of fake pain.

 You weren’t quite sure how the two of you had grown so close to each other in such a little amount of time, if you counted two months of knowing each other not a lot of time. The bubbly boy had almost every single class with you and the other boys in the close-knit group of friends, so it wasn’t exactly hard to become close with him. Thing is, a lot of other people tried to get close with him during that period of time as well, although it was painfully obvious how they were only interested in his good looks and incredible sense of fashion.

 Speaking of which, you learned that he actually got a majority of his clothes from a thrift store and either left them as is or redesigned them into whatever he wanted them to be. Ever since then you’d decided to tag along with him whenever he went thrifting - which was literally four times a week - just to keep him company since the rest of your group usually had other things to do. Still, Hyunjin somehow managed to go to work, finish his schoolwork, and thrift so often without breaking a sweat; you were dead set on figuring out how he did it.

 From the corner of your eye you spot the black haired boy sneaking something out of what appeared to be a plastic baggy tucked underneath one of his pillows, stuffing it into his mouth before you could even attempt to identify whatever it was. A small, almost miniscule sense of something sweet hit your tongue, but you ignore it in favor of keeping focused.

 With another exasperated huff you lean back into his chair, watching him chew on his mysterious snack while he typed something onto his computer for one of your history assignments.

 He was one of the most attractive boys you had ever laid your eyes on, that much was for certain. Hyunjin radiated a strange sort of warmth and genuine friendliness that rarely was seen in such a time of desperateness, with most of the population hellbent on finding their soulmate before they grew old. Yet Hyunjin seemed perfectly content with not finding his other half, so much in fact that he tended to veer away from conversations about soulmate connections.

 Watching the diligent boy work so eagerly, his eyes wide in a shining curiosity that never did seem to diminish, you wondered what his soulmate was doing. Perhaps they were as beautiful as he was, or as intelligent and hardworking as Hyunjin was - whoever it was, you couldn’t help but feel jealous of. There were times where you wished you were Hyunjin’s soulmate, in all honesty.

 Whoever was connected to him was extremely lucky.

 I am going to kill Han Jisung.

 You think silently to yourself, glaring daggers at the all too amused, proud blonde sat snuggly in-between Felix and Seungmin, who both were looking just as amused by your situation. Tonight was movie-night, a night where all five of you got together at someone’s house and randomly picked a movie from Netflix to watch. This particular night was being hosted by Hyunjin, which wouldn’t have been an issue if you hadn’t already been wearing his clothes as pajamas after your long-winded study session.

 The second those three sauntered into his house and spotted you, you knew they were going to pull something cheesy and ridiculous, but you hadn’t been expecting this.

 You and Hyunjin were left to be smooshed together on the loveseat while the other three made it completely impossible for anyone else to sit on the couch, awkwardly stretching their limbs over each other’s bodies for good measure.

 “H-hey Y/N, do you - do you mind if I just-” Hyunjin stutters to himself, his cheeks flushing a deep crimson red as he stretches his arms around you and pulls your back into his chest, giving you both a bit more room on the tiny loveseat.

 “N-no, its fine.” You say with a furious blush, thanking the gods that he couldn’t witness the dusty pink color painting your cheeks at his actions.

 Throughout the entirety of the movie you were snuggled up into his chest with his chin resting on your shoulder, his soft breaths tickling your sensitive skin. Anytime something funny occurred you could feel his chest moving with his adorable laughter, and whenever something scary popped up onto the television screen he would tightly squeeze you closer to his body as if you could protect him from the fictional ghosts.

 You hated how nice it felt to be so close to him, because with each second that passed you could only fall even harder for him - if that was even possible.

 You were so fucked.

 “Lix, I can’t go bowling today - I am at work, that’s why!” You hiss into your phone, thankful that there were only maybe three customers in the shop at the moment. Felix was insisting that you all were supposed to go bowling today, but apparently Hyunjin had ditched so he could go to some shop he wanted to check out for a while now, and you were stuck at work.

 The bell hanging above the door to the bakery opens and you glance over for just a split second, feeling your lips part in surprise at who walks in. “Uh, another customer just came in Felix, sorry, bye!”

 “Ah, is Felix pestering you about the bowling trip too?” The new arrival inquires with a smirk, propping his elbows up onto the marble counter.

 “Yep. I bet Jisung is blowing up my messages too, but I am not looking at them.” You laugh, blushing when the still smirking boy leans in even closer from across the countertop, his gaze boring into yours.

 Did he want you to turn the color of a tomato? Was he planning to just bother you during your shift?

 “I want something sweet, babe.” He hums after a moment of keeping solid eye contact with you, though he doesn’t refrain from keeping so close to you. You flush at the nickname, your breath just nearly catching in your throat in shock.

 Without a word you nod in compliance, not wanting to give the smug looking boy the satisfaction of knowing that he could so easily make you a pink, flustered mess. “How sweet?”

 “Give me the sweetest thing on the menu - besides you, of course.”

 Holy fuck he was going to make your heart explode talking like that. You nod once more, turning your back to him as you go to shuffle through the freshest batches of cupcakes you had in stock. Vanilla? No, that’s just bland. Strawberry with cream? Eh, too basic.

 Aha! You think victoriously to yourself, tentively reaching out to grab a chocolate cupcake with vanilla icing and a chocolate covered cherry on top - and it was covered in rainbow sprinkles. It was the newest edition to the menu, and it was a hit with most of your customers; surely Hyunjin would like it.

 You hand him the cupcake with a soft smile, tilting your head in curiosity when he hands you the money, but stays in his spot at the counter. He takes a bit of the sickly sweet cupcake, watching everything you do.

 That’s when it hits you - that all too familiar taste of something so sweet that you wanted to scream.

 “Hm? What’s wrong Y/N, too sweet for you?” Hyunjin snickers, though when you look up in complete and utter shock you can see just how red his cheeks have become, and how he’s clearly growing more nervous by the second, his feet tapping on the floor quickly.

 “What - what do you mean?” You ask him, though you already know exactly what he means. But... but how did he figure it out?

 Hyunjin gulps and takes a nervous intake of breath, just barely holding it together. “W-well I remembered that you mentioned something about being connected to your soulmate through taste a while back. I um, I kinda connected the dots when you were drinking that shitty smoothie Seungmin made you drink during truth or dare,” he explains quickly, watching with a smile as your own eyes start to widen in realization and disbelief, “I almost threw up it was so bad. Um, a-anyway, I tested it out by eating some basic things around you, like really hot barbeque chips and spicy chicken-”

 “You asshole-”

 “I’m sorry, I had to test my theory out somehow! But, like I said, it was kinda obvious after a while that we had the same connection. T-the only reason I didn't act on it sooner was because I didn't want to rush anything. I started to really get to know you and I - I fell in love with you.” He admits softly, making you gasp.

 You quickly rush out from behind the counter and throw your arms around the now startled but giggly boy, burying your face into his chest. “I’m so glad its you, Hyunjin.”

 “I’m glad its you too, Y/N.”

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[ellyisaslygirl]

Just a dare, right?

  Request: Can I request a Draco x Reader where Draco said "yes" after the reader asked him out as a joke/dare but then they go on a date and he actually really likes them but his friends all think it's a joke?    

“Go!He’s right there!” Y/N glared at her friend as she kept nudging her. “No.He’ll probably like hex me or something.” Y/N crossed her arms, looking across the hallway, watching Draco chat along his small group of friends and she blushed, noticing how weird she might look as she was watching him.

“Please, anyways, go do it before that Pansy does.” F/N said and Y/N shook her head. “Do I have to pay you or dare you or something?” F/N asked and Y/N narrowed her eyes down at the ground.

“Oh my, for fuck sake, Y/N. I dare you to ask him out. If he says yes and he goes on a date with you, I’ll buy you a huge load of your favorite sweets from Honeydukes.” F/N smirked, knowing that this would get Y/N to do it.

“Fine.” she huffs, uncrossing her arms and strolling over to the handsome blonde.

-

Draco’s POV

“Honestly, who does he think he is?” he scoffed as Pansy told him the latest topic of Harry Potter.

He was about to say another thing about him when a girl he knew as Y/N came up to him when a slight smirk playing at her lips.

“Draco. You, me, date, don’t be late, and meet me at the entrance of Hogsmeade at 8.” she said, before turning her heel and walking back to her friend.

“What the bloody hell was that about?” Crabbe asked.

Goyle chuckled, rolling his eyes. “It’s obvious. It was a dare. I saw Y/N talking to her friend before coming over here and she was gawking over you.” he smirked.

“She better watch it. And I didn’t know you could be the type to be observant.” Pansy smirked, looking up at Goyle.

“Enough. Let’s just get going, because apparently I’m going on a date and a few hours.” he chuckled, stepping away from the stone wall and nods his head towards the steps that lead to the dungeons.

--

Y/N’s POV

“What the hell am  I suppose to wear! An expensive dress hand made by a very rich french man that has no wife?! Oh my god, why did you make me do this?” Y/N was frantic, pulling out items of clothing out of her trunk, displaying them as a pile on the floor. Nothing looked remotely close to be worn to a ‘date’  .

F/N was giggling, sitting on the edge of her bed, munching on a cookie.

“It’s not funny!”

“It actually is. You always say how much you don’t like him, but here you are, trying to find the right material to wear for a little dare date.” she giggles more, almost choking on the cookie.

Y/N laughs and points at her, “Yeah, that;s right! You deserve that!” before diving her hands back into the mess of her unorganized trunk.

“You just wish that you could choke on something else.” she wiggled her eyes, making Y/N blush, but she recovered by making fake gagging motions.

“Oh, whatever!Here wear something of mine.” F/N said, getting up and walking to her trunk, taking a long black shirt, that could show the collarbone and a skirt with YN’s favorite colors, along with some tights to go underneath it.

“Oh, and you wear the same size shoe as me, sooooo.” she pulls out some stylish looking boots and hands everything to Y/N.

“I’m going to look like a scarlet woman!”

“A young, scarlet woman.” her friend corrected her and Y/n rolled her eyes,  “I’m not that.”

“Oh, shut it and get dressed!”

--

Draco’s POV

‘Does this look good?” he asks, spinning around slowly to Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Blaise.

“Hmm..I don’t know ...is it the hat?’ Blaise asks.

“No, maybe it’s the tie.” Pansy says.

“The shoes?” came from Goyle.

“maybe it;s just him?’ Crabbe chuckled, making everyone stare at him, while Draco glared.

“Guys! This isn’t funny...I haven’t been on a date before. Shit, I don’t even know what she’s wearing.” he growled, frustrated, running his fingers through his beautiful locks.

“Oh my, just follow me.” Blaise sighs, getting up from the chair and locks his arm into Draco’s, making him turn around and follow obediently.

“You could just wear this.” He says, taking out a black sweater in a smaller size so that it would fit Draco’s smaller frame. “I might as well wear our school’s clothes.” Draco sighs, taking the sweater from him  and took off his white shirt that was baggy on him.

“You might need to wear warm black pants, which I got. No, don’t worry. I know your waist size and your length.” Blaise said, before waving his wand and putting the pants he got into Draco’s comfortable fit.

“Here.” he hands it to him and Draco’s raises an eyebrow. “How, do you know my size?’

“Don’t ask questions. Get dressed!” Blaise yelled, before walking out the door and slamming the door shut behind him.

--

Y/N’s POV

“Do I look okay?’ she asks in a quiet voice, staring down at her legs and the skirt.

“OH MY! You look beautiful! I’d take you if I wasn’t straight.”  F/N’s exclaimed, dropping her book and stands in front of Y/N.

‘Wait, a strand is being stubborn.” F/N’s said, getting some hair product, putting a small amount of it into Y/N’s hair.

“There. You look perfect. “ she smiles, staring at her friend.

“You should be girly more often. You’d definitely get a lot of boys at your feet.” she chuckles.

“Anyways, I got to go to this stupid thing. “ Y/N says before, walking out of the door.

--

Nobody’s POV.

Y/N stood waiting at the entrance of Hogsmeade, waiting for Draco, shuffling her feet to make weird patterns onto the snow.

“You did show up.” Draco’s voice made her perk up her head and made her stop moving her foot.

“Well, yeah.” she chuckled, walking up to him. “So, where to first?” she asks.

“You realize that you asked me out, right?” he chuckles, looking at her, finally taking in her style of clothing and the way her hair was blowing from the weak gust of wind.

He had never seen her this way, she always dressed comfortably or what she had to wear for school, but this was by choice. At least that’s what he thought.

“Uh, Draco?” she snapped her fingers in front of his face and he shook his head, stepping out of his mind. “Yes?” he asks, blushing.

“Wait, are you blushing? Y/N asks, noticing the rare tint of color to his cheeks that she had only seen when he was embarrassed in class.

“What? No. It’s just warm out.” he rolls his eyes, stuffing his hands into the coat pockets.

“It’s winter.” she said flatly, pointing to the sky that was showing the snow falling.

“It’s the coat.” he lied.

“Then take it off?’ she asked, pointing obviously.

“Then I’ll be cold.” he argued back.

“You’re insufferable.” she rolls her eyes, grabbing his arm absentmindedly.

“So, where are we going?” He asked.

“Well, I noticed that you have a sweet tooth.” she blushes, but luckily she was in front of him so he wouldn’t be able to see it.

“So, Honeydukes?” he asks and she nods, opening the door, letting it make the jingle sound and she smiled, noticing that it surprisingly wasn’t so cramped in the store for once.

“Pick what you want, I’ll pay.” Draco told her and she nodded, wandering off and collecting a few of her favorite treats, smiling to herself, thinking that she was getting sweets from Draco and also from F/N after this dare was completed.

“Ready?” he asks, holding up an armful of candy and she giggled, looking at how much he had.

“What?” he asks stupidly.

“You’re getting all of that?’ she asks, pointing to his arms.

“Yeah, that’s all your getting?” he asks, nodding his head towards the few things she got.

“Maybe I just don’t have that much of a sweet tooth like you.” she smiled and walked towards the counter, Draco almost making a mess as he dropped down his mass amount of sugar.

--

“You’re gonna die from all of that sugar.” Y/N giggled.

“And that makes you laugh? You’re more twisted than I thought.” he chuckled, finding her amusing and watched as she opened her box of candy with some difficulty. “Here, let me get it.” he offered and she looked at him for a moment, before giving it to him.

he chuckled, using his manicured nails and his strength to open the box without any trouble and handed it back to her. Her cheeks darkened a tad, taking it back and he thought she looked cute with the color in her cheeks, before he walked straight into a tree.

He growled, rubbing his face and he heard a howl of laughter and narrowed his eyes to Y/N who was on the snow covered ground on all fours, laughing her ass off.

“What’s so funny?” He huffed, pouting slightly.

“Th-that- hahaha- I can’t- breathe.” she laughed harder, punching the ground with her fists, forgetting all about the candy that had her attention a moment ago.

“Good.” he sighed through his nose, crossing his arms before rolling his eyes, helping her up and grabbing their sweets.

“What distracted you from seeing, Draco?” she teased, looking up at him.

“Er- uh, nothing. “ he turned his head, knowing that his cheeks were definitely going to be red and he took out some fudge from the bag.

‘Don’t you always get those in mail, why did you buy so many?’ Y/N asked, watching him take a bite.

“Because I have a sweet tooth, duh.”  he mocked, before shoving the whole piece into his mouth.

“Whatever.” she giggled. “Just don’t walk into anymore trees.”

--

“Well, uh, it was nice. You know...maybe next time we can go on an actual sit down date?” Draco chuckled.

‘Oh, I’m sorry, my King. I didn’t realize that I would have to make a reservation at a 5 star restaurant.” she teased and he rolled his eyes but his lips curled up. “Well, now you do. Good night.” he said, biting his lip for a moment, wanting to kiss her cheek before parting away, but he fought against it.

“Goodnight.” he repeated, taking his bag of sweets and walked as quickly as he could to the Dungeon.

--

“YOU ALMOST DID WHAT?!” His friends were once again his audience at the common room.

“I couldn’t help it!”

“I THOUGHT THIS WAS A DARE!” Crabbe stood up, more confused than ever.

“Well, clearly it wasn’t for Draco.” Blaise smirks and Draco glared at him.

“I’m going to bed. Night.” Pansy said sharply, getting up from the couch and marching up to the girl’s dormitory.

“What’s her problem?” Draco asked.

“Its obvious.” Goyle said.

Draco rolled his eyes, “She’ll get over it.”

--

“YOU SHOULD’VE KISSED HIM!” F/N threw her pillow at Y/N, who caught it and smirked, throwing it back at her friend.

“Why? He probably would’ve hexed me or something.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, or maybe kiss you back?”

“Shut up. Let’s just go to sleep. I’m going to have a rough day tomorrow.” Y/N said, sliding into her bed.

“Oh yeah, having to face ‘Your King.’ “

“Oh, shut it!” Y/N threw the covers over her head, blushing like mad.

“Goodnight, lover girl!” her friend giggled.

“Night, and don’t forget your side of the deal!”

[fanforthefics]

HI! ITS MEEEEE!!!! Maybe a kiss in danger? Or a kiss out of jealousy? Any paring? (PS: I’m only halfway through the build a bear fic — bc I’m trying to be slow and savor it but it’s not working well bc OMG!! — But OMG!!! I AM IN LOVE!!!! The fake kid!! The unicorn!!! AHHHHH!!!!!

a kiss out of jealousy 

“Are you dating Willy?” 

Tyson looks at Gabe, then blinks. His jaw sets. Gabe’s jaw sets right back. This was the third time in a row that Tyson and Willy had talked about hanging out this week, and at least was at a time when Nate was with Gabe, and so Gabe figured they’d been alone. Then today, Tyson had just walked into the locker room with Willy, both of them laughing, and Tyson had looked up at Willy like he was hysterical and overwhelming and did that…thing he did when he was being charmingly ridiculous and Willy had rolled his eyes but grinned fondly, and–Gabe has a good reason to ask, is what he’s saying. Tyson’s supposed to look at Gabe like that. 

“What?” Tyson demands. 

“Are you dating Colin Wilson?” Gabe repeats. He thinks his voice is even, too. It’s–he’s captain. He’s supposed to know about any potential dynamic shifts in the room. 

Tyson’s eyes narrow. He glances around the room, but it’s empty–Gabe had been sure to grab him when no one else was around. Or, well. He’d been sure to grab Tyson and tell him to stick around, because Gabe had been distracted all practice and that wasn’t okay. He’d looked like an idiot. He wasn’t going to do that again. And Willy had been on fire, which was just unfair. 

“Seriously, Gabe?” 

“Seriously.” 

Tyson huffs out a breath. “Are you asking as my friend, or as my captain?” 

Gabe huffs out his own breath. Why is Tyson making this so difficult? “Does it matter?” 

“Yes,” Tyson says back, in that way he gets when he’s dead set on something. Like, hockey-serious Tyson, not off-ice-serious Tyson.  

Gabe does some quick mental math. As captain, Tyson has to tell him. As captain, it’s not weird for him to demand to know about whether two of his teammates are dating. As a friend–as a friend, Gabe will have to maybe confront why his stomach started clenching when he first got this idea into his head and it hasn’t stopped, and he doesn’t want to do that. 

“As your captain,” he decides. 

“Then it’s none of your business unless it affects my play,” Tyson snaps back, fast enough that he’d clearly set Gabe up. Gabe scowls. That’s not a bad point. That’s the point he’d make, if anyone were asking him about maybe dating a teammate. Not that he’s thought about it. 

“Fine, as your friend,” he snaps back. “Are you?” 

“As my friend, fuck off,” Tyson retorts. His eyebrows are drawn together–he looks really mad now. Or maybe hurt, which is way worse. Gabe always ends up doing ridiculous things when Tyson looks hurt. “What the hell, Landy?” 

“Yeah, what the hell, Landy?” Nate echoes, ducking his head into the locker room. His eyebrows go up, probably at the tension in the room. “Everything okay here?” 

“Yeah, Landy was just interrogating me on my current romantic situation,” Tyson tells him. He’s still eying Gabe with that same look, his eyes somehow both flinty and pathetic at once. Gabe steels himself against the urge to go, like, take him home and set him up with Zoey and cartoons and feed him chocolate until he feels better. He’s right, dammit. 

“Yeah, that tracks,” Nate agrees. 

“Yeah. About how he thinks I’m dating Willy.” Nate’s jaw drops. Tyson’s still glaring. “Which I told him was none of his beeswax. So buzz off.” He picks up his bag, and gives Gabe one final look before he leaves. 

“Willy?” Nate asks, still looking at Gabe in confusion but also maybe like he’s laughing at him. “Really? Out of all the guys on the team–Willy? Not me?” 

“Tyson’s not dating you,” Gabe informs him. He’s sure of that. It maybe took him a little while, because in his defense Tyson called Nate ridiculous nicknames that could be petnames a lot and they seemed to be joined at the hip, but Gabe was over his jealousy of Nate. Nate and Tyson’s bond was just different than the one he had with Gabe. Gabe was okay with that. “Is he dating Willy?”

Nate snorts. “If Tyson didn’t say anything, I’m not going to.” He’s definitely3 on the edge of cracking up. 

“You’re my A,” Gabe complains. It’s not a whine. Nate’s eyebrows go up. 

“Bro,” he says, and he’s more serious now. “Are you using your position as captain to get me to betray Tyson’s trust?” But that way, Gabe can admit, it sounds bad. He sighs. 

“No.” He’s not. He’s really not. He just–wants to know. 

“Good.” Nate smacks him on the shoulder. Gabe will never admit it, but it hurts. “I’m rooting for you, Landy. But not if you do something fucked up like that.”  

“I won’t,” Gabe promises, then– “Wait, why are you rooting for me? Am I competing? He is dating Willy!” 

Nate blinks. Somehow, despite the fact that they look nothing alike, it looks uncannily like how Tyson blinked earlier. It reminds Gabe of dogs and their owners. “Bro,” he says, deeply and with feeling, and follows Tyson out. 

“No, wait!” Gabe demands, following him. “Nate!” 

Fine, Gabe decides. If Tyson won’t just tell him, as a friend, he’ll have to investigate on his own. 

He does this by watching them at the bar the team goes to, after a game. They’re at a table with a bunch of people, so it’s not like Gabe’s spying on them in an intimate moment or anything. He’s just–looking. 

They’re sitting across the table from each other, is Gabe’s first observation. He can’t see under the table, though, so he can’t really be sure they aren’t playing footsie or anything. Footsie is a dangerous game at a table with too many hockey players for leg room, Gabe knows from unfortunate experience, but he’d guess that wouldn’t stop Tyson. It doesn’t look like they’re paying each other more attention than they normally would–Willy’s chatting with Barbs and Sam; Tyson with EJ and Kerfy–but Gabe doesn’t remember anymore. And maybe they’re conspicuously not paying each other attention. In fact, that’s a suspiciously little amount of attention to be paying Tyson. And Tyson’s looking good tonight, all of his summer muscle still clear on his frame, his smile somehow especially inviting. Gabe’s actually a little annoyed at Colin for this. He should be paying Tyson attention. Gabe should probably give him a talking to, just to make sure he’s treating Tyson right. 

Tyson looks away from EJ, and then his eyes lock with Gabe. Gabe doesn’t look away, on the theory that if he doesn’t Tyson might not notice he was staring. 

Tyson rolls his eyes, then gestures with his empty drink, makes a face. Gabe rolls his eyes back, mouths drunk, but he turns to the bar to order Tyson a drink. 

He takes it and his beer back to the booth, then shoves at Tyson’s side until he moves over enough to make room next to him. There isn’t, strictly speaking, enough space for all of them in the booth, so Gabe can both know what Tyson’s thigh feels like pressed up against his leg and also that Tyson’s feet are not across the table. 

“Here,” he says, pushing over the margarita to Tyson. “Have your smoothie.” 

“And a delicious smoothie it is,” Tyson agrees, grinning at Gabe around the straw as he takes a sip. Gabe smiles back reflexively. Tyson’s apparently forgiven him from yesterday. “If you got off your high horse, you could also partake in the joys of fruity drinks.” 

“I don’t think I could take all that sugar.” 

“What, Gabe, you don’t like sweet things?” Tyson tosses back. “I’d say you were too sweet already, but we all know that’s not true. You’re mean.” 

“I’m not mean,” Gabe protests. Then, at the comments that come in all around, “I’m only mean when I should be, then.” He smirks at Tyson. “Sometimes it’s fun.” 

Tyson’s cheeks go red, and he takes another sip of his margarita, muttering something under his breath. Then he resurfaces, still flushed and half-glaring at Gabe. “Whatever, I get to have like infinite dessert, and you all are just drinking bread.” 

“That’s not necessarily true,” Willy puts in. Tyson looks over at him. Gabe doesn’t growl, or anything, but it’s maybe a beer away. “Beers are carbs, but actually the yeast is–” 

“Boo!” Comphy cuts him off. “Don’t ruin beer by making it healthy.” 

“Yeah, next thing you know you’ll be telling me there are kale margaritas,” Tyson adds. Willy rolls his eyes, but he smiles at Tyson. 

“I mean, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t–” 

“Nope,” Tyson interrupts, and puts his drink down to slaps his hands over his ears. “No, I’m not hearing this, hmmmmm.” 

Gabe rescues the drink from falling off the side of the table, and smirks at Willy. “Yeah, Willy. Stop terrorizing Tyson with tales of healthy food.” 

“Hey!” Tyson turns to Gabe now, flushed and intent. Yes. Good. That’s where his attention belongs–bickering with Gabe, “I eat healthy food. I keep my diet plan.” 

Gabe raises a skeptical eyebrow. He’s seen how enthusiastically Tyson breaks his diet plan. He’s maybe encouraged it more than once, more than he should–Tyson’s mental health is more important, he’s always rationalized. And when he comes over and Gabe gives him his favorite ice cream, or proposes a Dairy Queen trip, or gives him candy–Tyson will smile at Gabe like Gabe’s important, like he’s the only person in the world, like they’re going where Gabe thinks they are. Like Gabe could make Tyson happy, for real. 

But still. Tyson definitely breaks his diet plan. “Okay, well, I’m sorry some of us have a sweet tooth,” Tyson sputters, his cheeks going red. “Anyway, it has advantages.” 

“Like?” 

“Chocolate makes you happy, didn’t you know?” Tyson tells him. “Which explains why you’re always so grumpy.” 

“I’m not grumpy!” Gabe protests. This time it’s Tyson’s turn to raise an eyebrow, and fine. Maybe Gabe’s been a little grumpy lately. But only lately. “Not usually,” he mutters, amending. 

“It’s okay,” Tyson reaches out to pat Gabe’s hand, apparently condescending, except Tyson’s touch has never felt simply anything. “We all accept you for who you are. Even when you’re being moody and ridiculous.” 

Gabe smiles back, because he knows it irritates Tyson, and also because he’s just–amused and happy. “And we accept you for who you are. Even when you’re drinking smoothies pretending to be alcohol.” 

“I accept neither of you,” Comphy mutters, and shoves his way out past Willy. Willy, who is watching them, something amused in his face. Or maybe wary? Willy’s generally a pretty good natured guy, it’s hard to tell. Gabe doesn’t know what that means. Gabe’s, like. Not being particularly subtle about flirting with Tyson right now. 

“Well,” Tyson retorts. “Maybe I’m just being considerate. I’ve never heard any complaints from anyone I’ve hooked up with.” 

Gabe chokes on his beer. EJ actually cackles. Willy snorts. Gabe ducks his head, so that he doesn’t have to look at Tyson, who’s flushing but looking pleased with himself at the reaction that got. Fuck, now he’s thinking about it–about getting on his knees for Tyson, about taking Tyson apart with his hands and mouth, Tyson’s hand in his hair–he’d be loud, because it’s Tyson, he’d probably tell Gabe just how good it felt–

Gabe shifts in his seat, his pants feeling a little tight. But he has an image to maintain, so, “Yeah?” he replies. “Neither have I, and I don’t drink vodka smoothies.” 

Now it’s Tyson’s turn to make a noise that isn’t exactly dignified. EJ is still cackling. Gabe would flip him off, but he can’t look away from Tyson. “You wouldn’t,” Tyson shoots back. Gabe can feel how his thigh is bouncing, though. “You’re all–you. No one’s going to complain about hooking up with you. Some of us have to make sure our jizz tastes good, okay?” 

EJ’s started to howl. Gabe’s a little worried about him, actually. Not worried enough to make sure he’s breathing, but still. “Some of us have the skills to make sure no one notices,” Gabe retorts. This whole conversation has gotten away from him a little, but it’s Gabe and Tyson doing their Gabe and Tyson thing, so he’s okay with it. Even if he’s going to need to do some serious thinking about unsexy things soon. “I’m more than just a pretty face, you know.” 

“I have skills!” Tyson protests, because he is at the heart predictible and as much a competitive asshole as the rest of them. “That’s not–oh, fuck off,” he tells EJ, who’s basically just collapsed into Willy by now. 

“No, this is–fuck, you guys are amazing,” EJ tells them. “I should have recorded it.” 

“No you shouldn’t have,” Gabe informs him. Tyson hasn’t moved away from him, still. “Or I’ll…” He trails off, but EJ can extrapolate the threat from there. 

EJ scowls at him. “I’m staging a rebellion.” 

“Okay,” Gabe replies, because EJ threatens that about once a week. In the mean time, Tyson’s gone back to paying attention to his drink. Gabe glances at Willy, across the table, who looks like he’s still laughing at Gabe. Fuck him. Him and his–date things that he and Tyson apparently do, where they hang out and eat dinner and listen to music. Gabe could do that. 

“Hey, Brutes.” He nudges Tyson with his hip. “Have you listened to anything good recently?” 

Tyson gives him a suspicious look. The flush on his face hasn’t gone down since their last conversation. “You think my music taste is garbage.” 

“I don’t!” Gabe protests, even though, well. He kind of does. 

“You said, and I quote, that my music sounds like garbage being put through a trash disposal.” 

“No, I said that about Nate’s music,” Gabe corrects. That one he remembers. “Nate’s music is garbage.” 

“Hey, to each their own,” Tyson warns. “I mean, Mac’s music is questionable, but no throwing stones in houses made of ABBA, eh?” 

“ABBA is–” 

“Or Backstreet boys,” Tyson keeps going. “I have video of you doing the choreo and I’m not afraid to use it.” 

“Knowing the choreography to a classic is nothing to be ashamed of.” Gabe tosses his hair back. He stands by that. 

“Okay, whatever you say.” Tyson rolls his eyes, but he’s clearly laughing. Then–”Actually, Willy. I was on spotify and I heard something you’d like, here.”

“Oh, who’s it by?” Willy leans over the table to look at Tyson’s phone. He grabs at Tyson’s hand so he can angle it so he can see. 

Gabe glares at the place where they’re touching. “I’m getting another drink,” he announces. 

“Bye, Landy,” Willy tells him. Evenly. Tyson doesn’t say anything. 

Gabe sulks over to the bar, where he does order another beer because it gives him something to do. He can’t help looking back at the table, where Tyson and Willy are still looking at Tyson’s phone. 

What does Willy have that he doesn’t have, anyway? He’s big and blonde and hot, sure, but so is Gabe. Gabe’s just as good as he is at hockey–Gabe’s got the C, dammit. And, well. Maybe Willy’s older, he’s got that air of–maturity, maybe, but Gabe can be mature. He can be totally mature. 

Like Gabe could learn to like Tyson’s music, if he tried. He would try. Or, well. He’d pretend to, at least. Just because he didn’t have that in common with Tyson, it didn’t matter. They were still–they could still be what Gabe had thought they were making their way towards, slowly but surely, for all those years of not saying anything. Willy didn’t get to get in between that, just because he had that calming voice and did yoga, or whatever. Gabe could do yoga. He’d look great in yoga pants.   

Maybe Gabe’s drunker than he thought, or maybe the jealousy is getting him drunk, because he spins a little, as he shoves away from the bar to go to the bathroom. At least there he won’t have to see them. 

When he’s done, he steps out into the hallway, leans his head back against the wall. He does, actually, know this is ridiculous. He’s out with friends. He could go hang out with any of them. He shouldn’t be so–it’s all so–

“Captain Grumpy, for sure.” Tyson says, coming out of the bathroom. He kicks at Gabe’s shin. “Come on. We won! Be happy.”  

“I am,” Gabe says. It doesn’t come out sounding very convincing. He just. Tyson’s going to go run off with Willy and live in their kale-filled yurt, or whatever, and Gabe’s not going to get any more of Tyson. 

“Oh my god.” Tyson rolls his eyes. “Come on. Let’s go play some pool, eh? You always feel better when you’re beating Josty at pool.” 

“I do,” Gabe admits. He does. And of course Tyson knows that. 

“Good, let’s go.” Tyson steps past Gabe–then Gabe reaches out, grabs his wrist. Tyson freezes. “Gabe?” 

Maybe Gabe is drunker than he thought. Maybe he can sort of see Willy, right in the sliver of space in the main barroom the hall shows, and Gabe cannot handle Tyson going out there to get wooed away. Maybe Tyson’s just looking up at him with his big eyes and something like confusion and a dare in his eyes, and his lips are full and a little stained with whatever he’s been drinking, and the shadows are playing over his cheekbones, the places where his curls sit on his forehead, and he’s looking at Gabe like Gabe’s the only person in the world. 

“Gabe?” Tyson says again, like it’s caught in his throat, and Gabe tugs on his wrist. Tyson comes, easy for once. “Gabe?” Tyson says a third time, higher pitched, as Gabe lets his hand rest on Tyson’s shoulder. His thumb brushes over the bare skin at Tyson’s neck, and Gabe can feel it, the sparks that are always there. He can see Tyson shiver. 

It’s the shiver that does him in. He tugs Tyson that final bit closer, then leans down to kiss him. 

For a second, it’s everything Gabe had wanted, had thought about maybe more than he should have–the soft noise Tyson makes into his mouth, Tyson’s body pressed to his, Tyson’s lips–and then Tyson’s shoving him away. 

Gabe stumbles back, surprised. He hadn’t–they’ve been waiting for this for years. He was sure Tyson wanted this. This much, the sex stuff, at least. 

“You asshole,” Tyson snaps, and he’s flushed and not in a good way now; in the way he gets when someone’s been mean to Nate or one of the rookies. “You’re doing this now? Seriously?” 

“I–” 

“Fuck off,” Tyson tells him, and there’s anger and Gabe can see the hurt behind it too, which is still so much worse. “Just–drink some water and fuck off, Landy.” 

“Wait, Tys–” But Tyson’s pulled away from him. By the time Gabe takes a deep breath and goes after him, he can’t see Tyson anywhere. 

He can also see Nate, glaring daggers at him from the bar, so that’s a no go. 

“He went outside.” Gabe jumps when Willy comes up next to him. Willy’s eyebrows are raised. He does not look impressed. Well, fuck him. “If you want to go apologize, say.” It doesn’t sound like a suggestion. 

“I was going to,” Gabe mutters. He’s not an idiot. Not even if this makes him feel like one. Willy’s only three years older than him, he doesn’t get to be all–like that. 

“Good. Go.” 

Gabe is tempted not to move, just to be a dick, but he also does want to go chase down Tyson, and in the end, that wins out. He goes. He’s going to go win back or maybe over Tyson, and that’ll be enough. 

He finds Tyson leaning against a wall where smokers might be, if it was more than 45 degrees. His eyes are half closed, his head tipped back. 

“Tys–” Gabe starts. 

“Go away.” 

“No.” Gabe crosses his arms. “I’m sorry. I thought you–that we–that you would be okay with that. If you didn’t want that–” 

“Of course I fucking wanted it!” Tyson’s eyes are open now, and he’s glaring at Gabe again. It’s still better than that hurt. “I’ve wanted it for years, you know that.” Gabe doesn’t deny it, but it settles something in him, something that had been raw and drawn without hearing those words. “But you finally do it now?” 

“What’s wrong with now?” Gabe protests. Sure, it’s not the most romantic setting, but he can do that later. 

“What’s wrong with now is that you just kissed me because you’re jealous of Willy.” Tyson throws his hands up. “I have been waiting for you to make a move for three fucking years, and now it’s tainted because you’re a jealous dick.” 

“It wasn’t just because–” 

“Yes it was!” It’s louder than it should be; Tyson takes a breath and lowers his voice. “You’re not subtle at all, Gabe. You were trying to like, lay claim. Because of Willy, who I am not dating, or interested in dating, or is interested in dating me, and is your fucking friend too and who you’re being a dick to!” 

“I–” 

But Tyson’s on a roll now. “And you don’t get to do that. I don’t care what we are, you don’t get to get mad at who I am hanging out with or talking to or doing anything, because I am not your anything, I am–” 

“Your own person, I know.” Gabe interrupts, because it’s the only way he’s getting a word in. Tyson’s mouth clicks closed, but he’s still breathing heavily. “I know that and I’m sorry, okay?” He is, he finds. He is. He knows. “I just–it felt like I was losing my chance, because I hadn’t said anything.” 

“Then you say something, like a normal person,” Tyson points out. “You don’t–start a investigation to figure out who I’m dating and then try to lay your claim all over me.” 

It’s a fair point, maybe. “You like me even though I”m not like a normal person, though,” Gabe says. Because he thinks that’s true. “Or maybe because.” 

Tyson’s lips quirk up, a little. “Ugh. I do,” he admits. Tyson never was good at staying angry long. 

But then the smile fades. “But you can’t do this shit,” He goes on. His back is hunching against the wall again. “If you’re going to be like this any time I have a friend–and you know how I am, sometimes. That’s not going to change. If you can’t handle it–” 

“I know. It shouldn’t. I don’t want you to change,” Gabe assures him, the words almost getting mixed up with how fast he’s trying to get them out. He doesn’t want Tyson to change. He loves Tyson for all his ridiculous, flirtatious, ways. “I just–it was just because I didn’t know.” He takes a breath. “It’s–Colin’s got a lot of the same pros I do, and he’s older and steady and he likes a lot of the same stuff you do–” 

“Yeah, let’s just find an internet source so you can see how little I care about that,” Tyson cuts him off, but he’s definitely smiling again. “And we like a lot of the same stuff. And who wants older and steadier? That sounds boring.” 

Gabe smiles back at him, hopeful. Tyson’s definitely relaxing now. “We’ve already established I’m not boring.” 

“Oh, you are, but in different, mainly sartorial ways.”

“You like how my clothes look on me.” Gabe takes a step forward, because he doesn’t think he’ll get punched now. Tyson’s head tips back so he can keep looking at him. 

“Everyone likes how your clothes look on you, that doesn’t mean you couldn’t wear a shirt that isn’t a neutral once in a while.” 

“Like you’d know?” 

“I have a very sophisticated wardrobe, Gabriel,” Tyson retorts, and he’s definitely laughing now. Gabe wants to taste it. Wants to taste all of Tyson’s moods, because he can now, because he knows he can and they can finally do this. 

Gabe takes another step closer–and Tyson puts up a hand. “No,” Tyson says. Gabe freezes. He’d thought– “No, I am not rewarding bad behavior. We need a do-over first kiss, when you’re doing it for the right reasons.” 

“I’d be kissing you for the right reasons now,” Gabe points out, looking very obviously at Tyson’s mouth. “You said some things about your smoothies I want to test the truth of.”

Tyson flushes red right down his neck, but shakes his head. “No. No,” he repeats, more firmly. “You were a dick and you don’t get rewarded for that. We’re going inside.” 

“Tyson–” 

“Inside,” Tyson says, and Gabe sighs, but he lets Tyson pull him inside. He even buys Willy a drink, though Willy’s smirking at him like he knows exactly what’s been happening. Gabe’s not exactly pleased with that. But Tyson keeps stealing looks at him all night and then touching his lips, and Gabe had definitely seen Tyson and Nate fist bump earlier and Nate’s stopped glaring at Gabe, so Gabe can handle some smirking from Willy. He got the real prize. 

“You’re coming with me, captain’s orders,” Gabe announces, grabbing Tyson’s wrist as soon as they’re off the ice and basically changed. Tyson’s grinning, still excited from his last second game-winner; he’s brilliant and joking with the guys and Gabe wants to keep him like this forever. And it’s been a full week. If Gabe doesn’t get to kiss him now, he’s–going to sulk very hard, probably. 

“Am I?” Tyson asks, but he’s laughing as Gabe tugs him down a hallway where no one really goes. “Are you going to murder me? Because this looks murdery, Landy, I”m not going to–” 

Gabe cuts him off by pushing him against the wall, then turning to pin him in. Tyson doesn’t look very put off by it. “Does this count as a good reason?” he demands. 

Tyson grins up at him. Maybe he was right–Gabe still thinks they wasted a week, but maybe this is a better first kiss, all joy and no anger or bitterness or alcohol. Just Gabe and Tyson.

“Yeah, this’ll do,” Tyson agrees, and then he’s tugging Gabe in himself, and Gabe forget there’s anyone else in the world. 

[lovebunnie]

Do all the asks coward

1. what does your wallet look like?

-i got it as a present from my uncle for christmas and its really expensive but also so ugly im sorry uncle tom. its like that ‘southern fashion’ bullshit that white MAGA moms wear. but it was better than my old wallet, which looks like this and i got when i was 12:

2. favorite color?

- baby pinnk

3. do you own a pride flag, or more than one?

-heres the thing: my parents basically know im not straight but i havent told them. my brother has thought i was a lesbian since freshman year, i have a small pride pin on my backpack, ive never been on a date, its complicated. but no, i dont have one. maybe one day, hopefully.

4. describe your favorite outfit

-black pants, platform doc martens, hoodie under a jean jacket, one clip on earring, and holding my crushes hand :]

5. when was the last time a girl made your heart flutter, and what’d she do?

-okay so theres this girl in my theatre class who is really cute, and she put her head on my shoulder and shes pagan so she drew a little sigil on my arm that means “safe and homely” so like :)))))))))))))

6. do you use nail polish?

-i do, i mostly do black tho

7. do you keep organized?

-absolutely. i have things online filed accordingly, i pick out my outfits the day before, my binders are neat, i learned how to army fold my shirts, i keep my shit CLEAN

8. ever take naps?

-only accidentally. ill be laying in bed watching youtube and next thing you know my autoplay has me watching a markiplier video even tho i dont like him and its 4 hours later

9. who was your first crush?

-idk if this is a real person or not so ill do both. my first fake person crush was either troy from high school musical or frankie stein from monster high. and my first real crush was on a boy named dominic in elementary school. i told him i liked him at the end of 5th grade because i thought i was switching schools but then i didnt and we never spoke again.

10. what are your crush tendencies? fall hard or often?

-both both both. i am the worst with crushes. i have crushes all the time because im romantic and a fucking fool. i have 3 crushes off the top of my head rn and i like them all for different reasons. thats not to say that i want to date them, but its that i like them a lot and i kinda wanna kiss their cheek or hold their hand idk

11. describe your ideal day

-play overwatch with my best friend (u gonble >:) ) then hang out with my cat, go get a smoothie, buy some cool shoes or something, take a shower and be asleep by 9 :,)

12. describe your ideal date

-i have stated that build a bear is an amazing first date and im NOT BACKING DOWN. ITS CUTE AS FUCK AND ILL ACCEPT NOTHING LESS!!

13. whats your favorite food?

-either sushi or strawberries :3c

14. who do you feel most comfortable around?

-my theatre class, people from camp, and gobble

15. what is your favorite compliment to receive?

-i dont have a favorite, any and all are going to make my face go red so i have to cover it and maybe make me cry

16. did you/do you like highschool?

-the first 3 years fucking sucked but senior year has been amazing so far. mostly because i just kinda stopped giving a fuck but its amazing

17. favorite animal?

-i think its cats now. i really like cats

18. do you like your name?

-eh, its okay. its pretty but also it seems like there are 60 million fucking people named grace and its so annoying. i wish it was something more unique idk

19. what kind of weather is your favorite?

-a light rain. no swinging trees or thunder, just lots of rain. its nice to stay inside and feel secure

20. do you believe in horoscopes?

-absolutely not. but theyre fun if you like them

21. tell us about your music taste

-its horrific. to sum it up, my two favorite musicians are the gorillaz and frank sinatra. take from that what you will

22. have you had your first kiss? if so, what was it like?

-i havent had my first kiss yet. gonna be honest, i felt like i was going to, a few times at camp and recently when classes ended. but yeah, nothing yet

23. did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a kid?

-i went thro cycles of favorites. but one ive had for years is a plush shadow the hedgehog from universal studios i got when i was 6. i used to carry him around, even to a pool once

24. what time do you usually wake up and go to bed?

-if you know me, you know i go to bed ridiculously early. i usually get tried at around 6pm and fall asleep between 7:45 and 8:30. and i always wake up before 6 am. i havent slept past 6 am continuously since the end of junior year. please help me

25. what dream trip would you take with your wife?

-maybe to go explore new york, just the two of us that sounds like fun :]

26. do you have any pets?

-i have 2 dogs and a cat. the family owns the dogs but that cat is mine

27. what pair of underwear is your favorite?

-uhhhhhhhhhhh i have some with rainbows that are cool? i dont have favorites, none of them are cute anyway

28. what makes you smile?

-funny jokes make me smile real hard, and if you compliment me at the right time, i kind of pull my legs up and hide my face? its cute and charming i promise

29. what makes you feel heavy?

-in both the physical and metaphorical sense, eating bread

30. what makes you feel better?

-watching bo burnham always makes me feel better, hes my go to whenever im really depressed

31. how do you show your love?

-i show my love in everything i do. everything i do is for love, i love love so much its sickening

32. when is it time to get a haircut?

-whenever u want to lol?

33. where would you live if you could live anywhere?

-maybe san francisco, its beautiful and i love the city

34. do your friends and family take good care of you?

-as much as i allow them to. sometimes i go days without communicating and i know thats annoying but my friends put up with it (they shouldnt have to, i know) and my family is okay. its cliche to say, but they honestly dont understand what im going thro alot of the times, esp with my anxiety and shit

35. have you always used the labels you use now?

-back in the beginning of highschool, i used they/them pronouns and identified as asexual/aromantic. eventually, it didnt feel right, so i know identify as cis and bisexual and that feels right to me

36. what makes you laugh?

-my friends, when people shit talk gobble and i in overwatch even tho???? we didnt know him?????? and the mcelroys always get me

37. who is your favorite fictional character?

-too many options, see list here

38. who do yo admire?

-my father when hes not threatening to throw my phone into a fucking lake and my friends for putting up with me

39. describe yourself in three words

-i am baby

40. how long does it take you to get ready in the morning? 

-usually about 45 min, more or less as each day goes

41. what do you wish you could tell your younger self?

-listen: STOP GIVING A FUCK ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE. YOU WILL NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN, BE YOURSELF. STOP HIDING AND BEING SCARED OF YOURSELF, BE GENUINE!!!!

42. what would you do if you win the lottery?

-get my parents settled, see about other family members, and then distribute the money to charities accordingly, starting with flint and getting them water

43. would you call yourself a romantic?

-yes

44. what is your gayest childhood memory?

-my mom had cosmos magazines

45. do you have tattoos or want any?

-i dont have any tattoos but ive been obsessed with them since the 6th grade. id love to get tattoos, i just dont know what or where and also im afraid of pain

46. whats your worst habit?

-either biting my thumbs, starving myself, or ghosting my friends. prob ghosting my friends

47. what are you proud of?

-i guess coming out of my shell finally? idk, i actually have friends now and it feels amazing tbh. im in 5 group chats now. i havent been in a group chat since 6th grade. :))))))

48. did you know that youre actually a gift to the world, for real?

-hi i love you?

49. whats your favorite memory?

-there are so so many. but what comes to mind first is our dance night at camp where we all stood outside and i finally gave ian my tumblr and we all ran inside to dance to mr. brightside then ran outside again and we requested nightcore and rivers was fucking dancing their hearts out and we all sang along and im going to crying just typing this out

50. do you have a sweet tooth?

-i guess so. too much makes me feel like shit but i do really enjoy smarties

51. what do you like most about yourself?

-this is dumb, but my sense of style. since i got a job ive been wearing shit i actually like and its amazing. ill admit i have cool clothes

52. what makes you fall for a girl?

-besides acknowledging me, probably getting to know me and not like, putting me on a pedestal. idk its weird, ive met a lot of people this year who like to place me so high it feels like i cant make a mistake around them without disappointing them. idk, i want someone to call me out on my bullshit instead of assuring me im okay. i want to know what i do wrong so i can fix it

53. make a recommendation

-for what? uhh okay for music, listen to ‘clay pigeons’ by michael cera (yes i know michael cera) and for television, watch bojack horseman and for movies, watch the docuseries called ‘7 days out’ on netflix

54. have you ever had your heart broken?

-yeah, when i broke up with maddy because we werent ready to date. i cared and continue to care about her and i didnt want to hurt her but i knew its what we both needed. its what i needed, atleast. and i cant be a good girlfriend if i feel like im doing badly. but also ive had friends break my heart and family break my heart. but im okay now, this heart is ready to be broken again

55. when do you feel most yourself?

-def when i was at camp, that place is magical in the way it allows you to be yourself. but also when i talk to gobble because hes my best friend and when im at college, we can talk more and its gonna be dope as shit

56. name a gorgeous celeb

-jake gyllenhaal jake gyllenhaal jake gyllenhaal 

57. what are some of your favorite songs this week?

-fake happy by paramore, im not okay (i promise) by my chemical romance, tomorrow comes today by gorillaz

58. tell us 2 or your biggest hopes and fears

-biggest hopes: i publish a book someday & i get a job doing something i love

-biggest fears: i end up homeless and broke & something horrific happens in college

59. what flavor chapstick/lipbalm is the best?

-raspberry i guess

60. are you okay?

-i answered a lot more honestly then i shouldve for some of these and i start new classes tomorrow so im feeling really anxious so im doing alright i guess.

gobble you test me but i do love you

[iamvegorott]

New Form Chapter 1

A friend has been begging for an Anti story, welp, looks like I’m giving it a go. 

Summary: Jack's just eating breakfast when everyone tells him about some horrible things he did last night. Everything begins to go insane when a glitchy-demon decides to take over and live his life. 

Take Over

Jack was sitting in his room, eating breakfast while watching a YouTube video of his friend Felix. He chuckled at one point and took another bite of his bagel when his phone buzzed. Jack clapped off the crumbs from his hands before checking his phone, brows raising as he read the text message from Signe.

Jack, are you okay?

Jack was going to respond when he got another text.

You really scared me last night.

Last night? What happened last night? Jack had stayed at home and went to bed early for once in his life. Jack had started texting when his Skype started beeping. It was Mark.

“Give me a second I’m-”

“Dude, what the actual fuck were you on last night!?” Mark snapped, scaring Jack a little.

“Um...sleep?” Jack pressed ‘send’ on his phone.

“Seriously, Jack, you were acting like a major dick.” Jack saw that Bob was calling as well.

“You need to apologize to Wade,” Bob said the moment his face popped up on Jack’s screen.

“What?” Jack tilted his head, completely lost.

“What you did was totally uncalled for.” Bob continued.

“Do you really not remember?” Mark asked when he saw the genuine confusion on Jack’s face. “I had a sound recording of it, give me a sec’.” Mark started clicking and Jack’s phone buzzed again.

We need to talk about what you did. I’ll be over soon.

“I sent it to the chat,” Mark said. Jack clicked on the audio link and felt his heart drop as he listened.

“Would you just shut the fuck up!? Seriously, man, you’re so Goddamn annoying! How the fuck does anyone put up with your ass!?”

Jack was stunned. That was him, that was his voice, but he couldn’t remember saying that or think of a reason that would make him snap at Wade like that unless it was faked for a joke and even then it wouldn’t sound so harsh.

“There’s more than that, but I think you get the point,” Mark stated.

“I don’t remember...how could I…” Jack rubbed his head. How could he be so cruel? To Wade? Wade was his friend. Jack’s throat closed up a little when he saw that Wade was now calling. “Wade, I’m so sorry for what I said last night, I don’t know what came over me and I would never mean it, I-”

“I don’t care about that, what I care about is what you said to Signe during her live stream.” Wade sent a video to the chat. Jack swallowed thickly before clicking ‘play’, fearing the worst.

He saw the Signe was drawing, her face in the corner of the screen and the chat on the other side. She looked happy, she was having fun and was talking about the drawing she was doing when her phone started ringing.

“Oh, it’s Jack.” Signe said with a large smile while the chat exploded with heart emojis and ‘aw’s. “I’ll put him on speaker.” Signe giggled and pressed a button on her phone. “Hey, Jack.”

“Hey, bitch.” Jack’s voice said in a teasing tone over the phone.

“Jack?” Signe blinked in shock. That was not how they usually greeted each other over the phone, joking or not. “Jack, I’m live-streaming and-”

“Tell those little fucks I say ‘hi’.” Jack laughed.

“You’re on speaker,” Signe said through gritted teeth.

“Sweet! Let me tell them how much I love your little round ass.”

“Sean!”

“What!? It’s a nice ass!” Signe didn’t respond and only hung up the phone before ending the stream, obviously very upset.

“I didn’t do that!” Jack protested when the clip finished.

“Were you drunk last night?” Wade asked.

“No! I told you, I went to bed early, I didn’t yell at Wade and I wasn’t inappropriate on Signe’s stream!” Jack leaned back and covered his face with his hands, trying to make sense of this. “Great, now what!?” He snapped when his phone buzzed again, seeing that it was a message from Robin.

Alright, the weird glitchy stuff was funny the first few times, now it’s just getting weird.

“Glitchy stuff? What glitchy stuff?” Jack asked out loud as he typed his response.

“I think you might need to take a break, Jack,” Mark said.

“A break? What are you talking about? I’m fine.” Jack was really starting to get annoyed. If this was a prank that everyone was trying to pull on him, now would be a great time to stop.

“Dude, clearly something is getting to your head if you’re not remembering anything. Stress might be getting to ya.” Bob said.

“This is probably the most relaxed I’ve been all year. I’m not overly-stressed.” Jack started to rub at his temple. What was going on? A knock on the door made Jack flinch a little in shock. “That’s probably Singe. I promise I’m fine. I’ll call you guys later.” Jack said before ending the Skype call and getting up, heading for his front door.

“Jack? Are you home?” Signe called out. Jack saw that she was standing in the doorway, not fully entering until he said she could. It took everything in his being not to just hug her and sweep her off her feet. She was not happy with him and doing something like that was probably not the best at the moment.

“Hey…” Jack scratched the back of his head as Signe walked into his home, anger clear on her face.

“I’m taking all of your alcohol,” Signe stated, passing by Jack.

“Wait, why?” Jack asked, following Signe.

“I don’t want last night to happen again.”

“I wasn’t drunk.”

“Like hell, you weren’t!” Signe faced Jack when she yelled, her anger pulling at Jack’s heart. “You don’t act like that, you must have been drunk and if you weren’t…” Signe just shook her head and continued on.

“Signe, please.” Jack jumped in front of his girlfriend and held out his hands. “I swear I wasn’t drunk last night.”

“Then is that the real you, Sean?” Signe crossed her arms. “What you said last night wasn’t even that bad, you could have said so much worse, but it was still terrible. That was not the Jack I know, that’s not the Jack I love, if that is who Jack is clean and sober, then I don’t want to be with him.”

“That wasn’t me.” Jack felt his throat close up as Signe’s eyes began to water up.

“Then who was it? Did someone take your phone and have the ability to sound just like you?” Signe took several steps away from Jack.

“I don’t know. But I do know that I would never say something like that.” Jack cupped his hands on Signe’s cheeks and felt his heart shatter when Signe pushed them away.

“I’m not so sure at the moment.” Signe started to walk away. “I thought I needed to talk to you, but I think I need some time to myself.”

“Don’t go.” Jack pleaded. Signe didn’t say anything and kept walking. “Signe, Signe, please,” Jack begged while following Signe to the front door, stopping when she left, never looking back at him. “Signe…” He didn’t go any further, there was nothing he could do right now. What could he say? Clearly, he did something wrong but had no memory of it. Maybe he did need a break.

Jack returned to his desk and pushed his bagel aside, no longer hungry. Jack remembered that Robin said something was glitchy with his recordings, maybe he should check those out and see if he could fix them. After several clicks, he found his newest recording. Jack pulled up Tumblr while he was waiting for the long video to load, hoping to see something funny or supportive...why did he think that was a good idea? It was post after post of Jack being crude on Signe’s live stream. People questioning if he was fake or if he was a genuine person and every single post made Jack feel worse and worse.

He let out a harsh curse and decided that he needed to say something about this, he couldn’t let this ride out on its own or it’d only get worse. Jack sent out a quick tweet and started a live video on YouTube. He watched as people joined the chat, all asking questions about last night or why he was suddenly streaming.

“Hey guys, this, as you can obviously tell, is not a normal stream.” Jack read a few comments in the chat. “Yeah, last night was...something. Listen, that wasn’t me. There is no way that could have been me, I’m not that kind of-Jesus!” Jack flailed in shock when he suddenly heard himself talking loudly through his screen. “Sorry, sorry. I had a video loading and forgot about it.” Jack pulled the video back up on his screen, it unseen by his viewers. “Let me just…the fuck?” The video was glitching out, he could see himself twitching madly. “I guess my footage has been getting corrupted or something.” Jack raised a brow when he saw that his chat was freaking out. “Look out? Look out for what?” Jack turned around and just saw his room. “There’s nothing there...no, I’m not pranking you guys...a knife...” Jack checked his camera and saw something behind him...he saw him. He stopped moving when there was suddenly something on his throat and over his eyes. He felt a cold object slide across his throat before everything went black.

“Did it work?” The man who now stood over Jack’s body asked, looking at his hands. “Can you hear me?” He said into the camera, watching the chat and seeing that he could indeed be heard. “Great.” The man flashed a sharp-toothed smile. “Call me Anti and I won’t be seeing you, in the next video.” Anti laughed before going off screen.

[justsomekpopstuff]

11 Questions Tag

I was tagged by @lovelycheollie (thank you lovely!) 

I was tagged twice, so I am going to put it under the cut. Thank y’all so much!

PART I

A phrase you say whenever you’re shocked/surprised?

It depends on the surprise. It can very from “oh my goodness” to “holy shit what the fuck”

Something that you can’t sleep without?

This is going to sound really stupid, but I have a plushie elephant that I’ve had for ages that I need to have on my bed in order to sleep...

What’s the first merch you bought?

For kpop? It was the Teen,Age album from mah bois Seventeen!

Favorite thing about your bias?

Does everything count? I think my favorite thing about Shua is probably his overall personality. I love how he is very soft and gentle, but also a giant dork. Its one thing that I just am a huge sucker for, and I love it. Also, his gentle voice is incredibly calming and I can’t help but feel at peace whenever I hear it.

Name two songs you fell in love with

Water Under the Bridge by Adele. I love the beat and the sound. It really just flows and I love listening to it.

Habit by Seventeen. I don’t know what it is about this song, but every time I listen to it my heart just stops. I just have to stop what I’m doing and listen to it. Its incredibly beautiful and well put together and I love listening to it. 

What do you think about the Kpop industry?

There are definitely some shady-ass parts of the industry. I will not deny that it does have its fair share of scandals and abuse. One thing I do appreciate though is how unbelievably organized it is. Western artists don’t give a crap when things drop or when an album comes out. I appreciate knowing when new music will come out so I dont have to worry about missing it

Do you have any skin care routine? Share it to me~

I dont really have an interesting skin care routine. In the morning I wash my face before putting on a layer of sunscreen. At night I take my makeup off with some of the Burts Bees makeup wipes (those things are a godsend) before putting on some aloe and a moisturizer from Bare Minerals. That’s pretty much it. I drink a lot of water too, I guess.

Things you do when you fail at doing something?

Depends on the failure. Something small, I just apologize a lot and try and fix my mistakes as soon as I can. If its something bigger...well...thats another story for another day.

Darker hues or lighter hues?

I prefer darker hues, tbh. I think it really depends on the season and how im feeling, but i wear mostly dark hues

If you were given a minute to be with your bias, what would you do?

I would tell him how proud I am of him, first and foremost. Then I would tell him how much I appreciate him and that I hope he takes care of himself.

What’s your plan for 2018?

I plan to be better. That’s my overall goal for the year. Every day I am setting up a new thing to focus on that will help me be a better version of myself. 

PART II

Okay I am wondering but who do you ship me with?

I see you with Seungcheol, obvs. You have that independent and loving energy that I feel he would match well with. You just have that persona that I feel he would really enjoy.

Why do you think you’re compatible with your bias?

First of all, like half my mutuals have said we’d be compatible, so there’s that. But I feel like overall we have very similar values and personalities. We both have that same brand of dorky, nerdy humor. We both are very open about our beliefs, but also care for the advocacy and well being of others. But I also feel like he would be the most patient person that would balance well with my “force of nature” anxiety and stuff. That’s the basics, I guess.

What’s your horoscope sign? What does it tell bout you?

I am a Scorpio, and it says A LOT about me. I don’t trust very easily, and I heavily value loyalty and honor. I am a very passionate person and I truly care for the things that matter to me.

Are you the passive type or the agressive type?

I’m passive aggressive...I get it from my dad...

jk I am sometimes a bit of both, but there are times when I have the tendency to be aggressive (hence the “force of nature” anxiety comment earlier)

Favorite comfort food to eat?

It depends on what I have access to. I have a massive sweet tooth, so if I can get my hands on some chocolate, thats what Im gonna go for. But, if I am out and about, theres a place near where I live that makes Hungarian chimney cakes, or kurtoskalacs that are TO DIE FOR (think if a churro and a donut had a baby. thats what it is. its perfection). My mom’s family is Hungarian, and so whenever I have some, it reminds me of them and always makes me feel better.

What would you do in your first date? Or what did you did? *insert lifting of brows*

All right kiddos, STORY TIME. I’m going to tell you about the stupidest first date in the history of the world. So, my first date was a group date. It was when I was a freshman in high school, and the movie Red Dawn had just come out (for those of you who don’t know, it was a remake of an 80s movie where a small town got invaded by a foreign nation and this ragtag group of kids had to help take it back).  SO, me, my boyfriend at the time, and my two friends who were also dating went to go see it--BIG MISTAKE. There was so much death and jumpscares and overall was a HORRIBLE date movie. BONUS, my boyfriend at the time and I could hear out friends making out in the row behind us. MOST AWKWARD THING EVER.

If you accidentally meet your bias, what would you do?

I would be internally dying, but on the outside, I would do my best to keep it professional. I would be feeling incredibly flustered, but I would do my best to keep it together and let him know how much I love and appreciate him, and that I hope he takes care of himself (bc i worry about him constantly). In other words, I would fake it till i make it

Mention someone you want to be friends here 💕💕 it’s 2018 meet new friendss

All the mutuals that I don’t get the chance to talk to very often!

Give a message to your mutuals

I love you all so much. You have given me so much love and support that I do not feel worthy of. I went through so much crap in 2017 and you all stood by me and made sure that I was doing okay, and I dont think there will ever be a better way for me to express my gratitude. In this coming year, I hope to repay you all for how much you have helped me. I wish you all the love and joy you could ever imagine, and thank you.

What do you to in order to “escape” something?

It depends on what you mean by “escape”. If its a small problem or job that I dont wanna do, I just ignore it and hope it goes away. If I really need to escape something or feel like i am just in a rut, I will put on some music and dance. I specialize in contemporary/lyrical dance, and it really helps me drown out the world for a little while. Either that or im jumping around my room listening to Fall Out Boy bc they are amazing.

Do you have message for 2018?

2018, I am going to make you my b*tch. Come at me bro.

I’m not going to tag anyone specific/write more questions because I am too lazy and tired to do it. But if you’ve read this far, thank you, you’re amazing, and I’m proud of you!

If you do want some questions, just shoot me a message. My ask box and chat are always open.

[snake-house]

Chikara Ennoshita X Reader - truth.

warnings: very vulgar language her/she pronouns used for reader when you see '--' it means some time has passed ___ "prompt: what does it take to force a Haikyuu chara to date a girl/reader they don't like, then have them fall for her along the way" prompt suggested by the lovely patcherinko ___

"You've got to be kidding me Tanaka." Ennoshita sighed. Was he serious? The brunet was questioning the other's sanity at the moment. "I am not going to ask someone out on a dare. That's rude and incredibly low." "But this is [Last Name]-san, and she's a total babe, why wouldn't you? She could say yes." Tanaka tempted, "Plus if she does say yes, props to you, and plus it's one date, how hard is that? One date and you aren't obligated to do anything more." He added, trying to persuade the second year. Another sigh, "No, I will do anything else but that." Ennoshita said, looking over at Nishinoya and Asahi for help, but they were focused in and nodding with everything Tanaka was saying. "Plus I don't even like her. She's blunt, vulgar, and way to lazy. Totally not my type." He argued, but Tanaka was grinning, "I'm not doing it." "I'm not asking you to confess, I just want you to take her on a date while we follow you around so see how it goes. And you may even find you like her and we will be the ones who get to claim we set you up!" Ennoshita rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, and stayed silent for a moment. He could either stay here and keep refusing the dare and suffer whatever they had planned for him as repercussions, or he could agree and ask you out on a date. The four were over at Tanaka's on a Saturday, so he wouldn't even see you until Monday at school. The brunet grabbed another slice of pizza from the box in front of him, "Why are you even daring me to do something I won't be able to do until Monday?" Tanaka shrugged, "I dunno, I guess because I asked her out but she said she was already into someone else. So I asked who but she wouldn't tell me, which I expected," Ennoshita sent a half-glare at him, wanting him to get to the point, "Anyways, all she would tell me is that they had brown hair and were on the volleyball team, and here I am. Just trying to help a lady out." That was an incredibly stupid reason. "Tanaka," Nishinoya started laughing at Tanaka's explanation, "You do realize that Daichi, Asahi, Kinoshita, and Yamaguchi have brown hair too?" Tanaka's grin faltered, but he still held his place, "Everyone knows Yamaguchi and Hitoka are secretly dating no matter how hard they try to hide it, so it's not him. Asahi and Yuu are a thing, and I know it's not Daichi because I asked if it was him but she denied it, so you were next in line! So if it doesn't work out, I'll be talking to Kinoshita next." He made a look like he knew what he was doing and this was his point all along. Chikara flopped back onto the floor, "Why do we even do stupid stuff like 'truth or dare' still?" "Because of reasons like this." Noya chimed. "Whatever,-" "Why are you so upset about it anyways?" Asahi spoke up, cutting Ennoshita off. "Because I wouldn't want to be asked out by someone that I may like and then find out the only reason why they did it was because of a dare. It would hurt, and I don't want to hurt her for your guys personal gain. Simple as that." The brunet replied easily, "But, I am more scared of what there is in store if I refuse to do the dare, so I'll ask her out." The three cheered, but Asahi's was more muted because he didn't think of it that way and now felt bad. "But I get to do it my own way, and that means telling her up front that it's a dare and I don't actually like her so she doesn't get the wrong idea, and hopefully says no." He added. "Deal!" Noya and Tanaka said in union. -- Monday rolled around and soon enough, Ennoshita found himself staring at you during lunch with Tanaka and Noya on his heels. He was contemplating doing it now or waiting until after school. "Why you little motherfucker." You mumbled at the game console in your hands, picking at your food between quests and fighting sequences, completely unaware of the three, now four since Asahi showed up, sets of eyes on you. "When are you going to man up and do it?" Tanaka smirked, "If you chicken out, you got hell coming for you Chikara Ennoshita." He threatened. The brunet waved the fellow second year off, "Shut up, I'll do it, but I said on my own time so respect that." With that, he straightened his blazer and trudged over to where you sat on a bench a few feet away. You glanced up when you felt a presence approach you, and when you heard a throat being cleared, not showing the surprise you felt on your face when you met Chikara's brown eyes. "Can I talk to you [Last Name]-san?" He asked. You nodded skeptically before you turned off your game, saving it of course and patting the empty spot on the bench next to you. "Uh, What's up I guess." You trailed off, glancing away momentarily, unsure of what to make of his sudden request. He never or rather rarely talks you, despite the fact you were in the same class. "I'm just going to say right off the bat that I am sorry, but I am scared of Tanaka and Noya so this is the reason behind this." He blurted out quickly, making you connect the dots and sigh, nodding for him to continue, "I was dared to ask you out on a date, so [Last Name]-san, I heard you have a sweet tooth and would like to ask you to accompany me to that new candy store in town some day this week after school?" Before you could even answer his request you said, "Those two little shits are going to get it from me one day, I swear  on it." You muttered bitterly, but smiled at the boy beside you, "Oh sure, I'll go, you're too nice for your own good, but let's make a deal." Ennoshita wasn't liking the mischievous glint in your eye, it made an uneasy feeling surface to his stomach. "What... kind of deal are you suggesting exactly?" He quivered, he really didn't want it to be anything illegal. Why would he think it was something illegal? Maybe it was because of your track history with pranks in and out of school, with some bordering being illegal. "Just something to get payback on the two." You scooted closer to him, "They're idiots who need a taste of their own medicine is what I say. This is like one of the stupidest dares ever anyways, if I wasn't who I was, you could have just hurt a poor girls heart." You placed a hand over your chest and made a fake pout, "But I am who I am and couldn't give a fuck, so let's discuss." Throughout your lunch period, the two of you, mainly you, exchanged ideas of what you could do to go along with the dare while turning it around on them. Ennoshita was just glad they got bored of not being able to hear what you two were saying while being hidden from sight. On Thursday is when the plan would go down. -- You waited patiently for Ennoshita to finish volleyball practice outside the gym, and of course you sat there playing on your game. Still on that stupid freaking level. More than once did the volleyball players here you curse and groan over the game, even from outside. Chikara said you could come inside and sit on the bleachers, but you refused saying you would rather enjoy the nice weather before it starts getting cold. "Ready?" The said boy asked as he exited the gym. You stowed away your game and stood up, brushing the dirt from your skirt, "Yep! How about you lover boy?" You teased, slinging your backpack over your shoulders. "Yeah, I'm ready." He said, not commenting on the name you gave him. About halfway to the candy shop, you guys were still walking in silence. Neither of you attempted to strike up some small talk. Ennoshita had it already set in stone that he didn't like you so he didn't want to even try to get to know you, and you just didn't have anything to say. "Do you think it will work?" Chikara suddenly said as he saw the shop come into view. You grinned at the brunet, "I'm sure. I know Tanaka, I used to live a few doors down from me so I've grown up with him, I know he will fall for it." "But will your parents be ok with it? Won't it be bad is rumors started?" He muttered, his nervous tone ringing through his words. You rolled your eyes and elbowed him in the side, "Does it matter? It's not like I have a good reputation as it is. My parents live in Tokyo and don't even try to check up with me, I could get pregnant and they wouldn't even bat an eye." You said indifferent to how sad you actually sounded. Ennoshita stared at you for a moment, feeling bad for once. He had no idea. You flashed him a smile as you walked into the candy store, "Even if this was a dare, I still expect you to buy me something." He returned your smile at your words and nodded, "I know, I'm not that much of a jerk." "You're not even remotely a jerk so shut up." You quipped, eyes roaming over all the candies there. The spiker glanced out the front of the store to see Noya and Tanaka sitting on one of the benches on the sidewalk, watching the two of you intently. He shook his head and continued to follow you around the store. He realized that this was the longest time he's been around you and haven't heard you cuss. It was a nice change to see you get to giddy and bubbly at such a mundane thing such as candy, rather than being so cruel and hard of the time. But, it did occur to him the reason why you were like that all the time was probably because of your parent's neglect. "Stop watching me and get some candy too." You said as you thought over whether you wanted chocolate or regular candy. The boy blushed suddenly and looked away from you, maybe he was staring too much. "Right." He mumbled looking around the place. You decided to get a bag of [favorite candy], as well as a soda. Ennoshita only grabbed a candy bar because you said so, and also got something to drink. When you left the shop, you lead the way back to your apartment. And this time as you walked, you guys chatted. "Do you have a job?" Chikara asked, taking a sip from his drink. You shook your head, "No, my parents send me enough money to live every month. But I guess I do have a job if you consider the nursery." "What?" He blurted, looking over at you. You raised an eyebrow at him, "The nursery? The plant nursery at the school? I'm always there helping so it feels like a job." You didn't understand why he looked so baffled, "I didn't know you helped with that." You shrugged at his comment, "If you're always there, do you want to do something like that in the future?" "No, it's just a hobby since I don't have enough room at my place to keep plants." You explained, popping a piece of candy in your mouth. "Anyways, I don't like talking about myself. What else are you into besides volleyball?" "Hmm... I like movies, like making them and watching them. But that's just a hobby too." He added quickly. "Oooo, sounds fun." You mused, walking up the stairs to your apartment, you glanced out the corner of your eye to see the two trailing boys not too far behind. "I bet if you keep at it you could make a career at it." You said, pulling out your keys. Your place was the first one at the top of the stairs. You unlocked the door and motioned for him to follow you in, slipping off your shoes as you entered, Ennoshita doing the same as he shut the door behind him. "You should have picked truth." You said suddenly, placing your backpack and candy bag in the small couch before turning to him. You shuffled through your bag to find your lipgloss, the one you were wearing to day. It was tinted just for the occasion, since you usually wore the clear kind that tasted like vanilla. Ennoshita took off his shoes and nodded glumly, "I know I should have." "So you can do whatever you want, you gotta stay in here for like five minutes to make it believable." You said, "I'm going to change, so make yourself at home." You added before slipping into your room to do just as you said. The brunet stood there by the door awkwardly for a moment, and slowly made his way to sit down beside your things on the couch, setting his bag on the floor. then his phone went off. [Tanaka] 4:48pm yoooo what are you doing inside [last-name]'s place??????? [Ennoshita] 4:49pm can't talk rn [Tanaka] 4:49pm YOU BETTER TELL US EVERYTHING Ennoshita couldn't help but feel smug at the the short exchange. You were right, Tanaka was falling into the trap. Only a few minutes later you came out of your room wearing a tee shirt that had some band's name on it and a pair of shorts. "Ok come here lover boy." You teased as you walked over to him. He stood at your request. You started unbuttoning his blazer, making him flush at the action, "Hey what are you doing?" He asked, trying not to let his voice give away his embarrassment. But you looked at him, and his blush gave him away, making you giggle, "I'm making it believable, I won't get you naked or anything, have faith in me Ennoshita. I'm just disheveling your appearance." You stated simply. You untucked his shirt from his pants and finally ran your hands through his hair to mess it up a little. You smiled and put your hands on your hips but then remembered your lipgloss. "Wait here." You ran back into your room and came back with the small tube of red-tinted lipgloss. "Don't take it the wrong way." You said before putting the lipgloss on. His blush deepened as he realized what you were going to do, but nodded. You were just helping him out, so it wouldn't mean anything. He didn't know why he was starting to try to convince himself again that he didn't like you. You weren't his type, you weren't cute or docile, you were rough around the edges, still gorgeous he would admit, but vulgar and sometimes crass. But you liked gardening surprisingly, and you were always on your own, even your parents didn't care about you. And you loved candy which was kind of cute, you were blunt, but it was growing on him. Oh no. Once you were satisfied with your application you placed your hands on his shoulders to bring him down a little to your height. You planted a kiss full on his lips, then one on the corner of his lips, and then one of his cheek. All leaving a red kiss mark behind. You let him stand up to his full height as you smudged the kiss marks with your thumb to make it look like you were making out. "There," You said triumphantly, "You better tell me tomorrow at lunch what they say, promise?" You asked as he got his things together. He slipped on his shoes, "Ok," His voice was softer for some reason, "See you tomorrow then?" He asked, glancing back at you. You smiled and nodded, "Yeah, see you tomorrow. Good night." You added as he walked out of the apartment, calling a 'good night' behind him as he walked down the stairs quickly. Ennoshita wasn't even all the way down the steps when he was ambushed by his fellow second years. "DUDE!" Noya exclaimed, "What was that?! And what's on your face?!" Tanaka looked at his face and grinned widely, "Oh my God, you guys did not." He said, Chikara blushing and started walking towards his house now, "You did! You're even blushing!" Tanaka beamed. "Oh we are so good!" Noya added enthusiastically. "What happened to, 'she's not my type'?" He teased. Honestly, he didn't know why he was blushing. He's been kissed before, even made out with someone before, and never was this embarrassed about it. It could also be the fact that it was staged and some how had to pull it off. He started rubbing at your kiss marks, but it just made it worse by smearing the lipgloss. The two laughed at his reaction. "Did you find out if you were the one she's into?" Tanaka said after he gathered himself from his laughing fit. Ennoshita paused, he took out a tissue he had in his bag to effectively wipe the lipgloss of his face, and realized that he didn't even ask you. But with how chill you were about the whole situation, he probably wasn't. His heart sunk at the thought that it wasn't him. But then again, with your personality, you wouldn't have let it show on your face if it were true that you were into him. "I-I forgot to ask..." He mumbled, looking away from the two. "Anyways, see you tomorrow I guess!" He added quickly before turning down the street towards his house, knowing the two didn't live on the same street. Tanaka yelled something at him, but Chikara didn't catch what he said, only being worried about getting home. -- You flopped down on your bed after Ennoshita left. Since he was gone, and the dare date was over, you could finally let everything go. Tears blurred your vision, making you sigh. Tears were useless, and crying solves nothing, but you couldn't help it this time. "Stupid, stupid, I am so fucking stupid." You muttered bitterly before reluctantly getting up to fetch your back pack from the couch to start your homework. You tried to do your homework to get over the emotions swirling through you. You were so excited when Ennoshita approached you that day, you thought it was going to be genuine. But you should have known. Nobody liked you, you thought you had a terrible personality, so you should have seen the dare coming. It had to be revenge from declining Tanaka's proposal. You should have just said yes. And you really should have known. Ennoshita, he was cute, caring, calm and collected, and one of the nicest boys in your class. You should have known he wouldn't actually be interested in you in anyway romantic. You were polar opposites. Furiously you wiped the tears that threatened to fall from your cheeks, and taking a deep breath before starting on the few assignments you had. You would be better than your emotions. Just swallow them down and eventually you'll forget you were even interested in the boy. -- A grin surfaced to your lips as Ennoshita sat down beside you at lunch. You turned towards him, "So, spill what happened, did they fall for it?" Both Tanaka and Noya were in different classes than the two of you, so you have yet to see them today. Chikara returned your smile, "Totally fell for it." He said, taking out his lunch, you already had yours out and currently was eating, "But they think I'm head over heels for you because I couldn't stop blushing." He admitted sheepishly, his face warming up again but not bad enough where you could see it. Your smiled faltered a little, which he noticed, "Yeah, sorry about that." You said laughing as well, but it was strained. "I can 'break up' with you in front of them if you want." You added quieter. You went back to eating your lunch, not looking at the boy to your side. He watched you for a moment. Your entire demeanor changed, and it was startling for him. You weren't being cocky, or loud, or anything you normally were. Your shoulders sagged to hide your face from him, and that laugh, it was hear trenching. All this did was answer his question. He was the one you had a crush on, and now he was just the biggest jerk by laughing at you. "I'm not head over heels for you," He started and your shoulders tensed, "But, I'm starting to be." Your eyes shot up to him. They weren't wide like he expected them to be. They were narrowed at him, questioning, and not convinced. He didn't blame you for being skeptical. "I can prove it. I can prove that at first I resented having to ask you out for my friend's gain and your loss, but started to feel differently about you." He looked away from your intense stare, "And even through the rumors about you I've kind of started to like you?" He was more asking himself than you, "And feel twice as bad about the situation than before." "How are you supposed to prove it?" You voice cut through him like a knife, making him nervous. "By asking you out on a real date and hoping I get another chance." He said, now much more somber and quiet, looking at you and begging you with his eyes. He sounded so genuinely bad, it made you start to blush now. The warmth started in your chest and blossomed up your neck to your cheeks in no time. Maybe he was telling the truth. You were silent for a while, fighting with yourself and your emotions. You weren't used to people being interested in you. Yeah you were used to people thinking you were hot, but that affection was just physical, not romantic at all. "I guess I can give you a chance." You said suddenly, "You said you liked movies, so let's go to a movie some time then." You suggested with a small smile forming on your lips. Ennoshita beamed at you, your blush and acceptance making him beyond happy. "Great!" He said eagerly, which made you giggle, "Um, can I have your number so I can text you and what not?" He asked, already pulling out his own phone. You nodded and handed yours to him and took his to put in your information. "I look forward to our date Ennoshita." You said as you started putting your things away, as well as your finished lunch, "Want to walk to class with me?" You asked as you stood. "Yeah," He said, the smile never leaving his face as he did the same as you. As the two of you conversed on your way to class, Ennoshita came to the conclusion that he was glad he chose dare. 

[ecotone99]

[MS] Life Statistics

"What the hell is that?" I asked myself while staring in total disbelief at my phone. On it, a strange app called LifeScore displayed its home screen. Its logo was written in white font on a dark blue background. I ran my hand through my hair and felt the scar on the side of my head. I can't believe how lucky I am to have survived a brain tumor with a guarantee that it won't grow back. I tapped on Start and was greeted with a video in which a dark haired male, who I estimated to be in his late twenties to early thirties with impeccable features and dressed in a dark gray suit and trousers, white shirt and red tie, apparently described what I allegedly had installed on my phone.

"Welcome to the game of life. Now before you continue, watch this short video first. Have you ever wondered how well you measure up to your own standards and to those around you? Have you ever asked yourself how people really think and feel about you and get anxious at the mere thought that they actually don't like you at all? How many times have you asked your friends about a new acquaintance and if he or she can be trusted? If that sounds like you, don't worry. You are human after all, and definitely not the only person thinking about such things on a daily basis and, therefore, it is my mission as the messenger of truth to answer these questions.

Treat life as a game. If you have ever played video games before, you have encountered statistics of your scores at every level of the game. Life is very similar to that. You are currently at the first level, the physical one, where our powers are limited to what our bodies can achieve. There are still three levels ahead of you, supernatural presence, purgatory and judgment. Each come with their own challenges to overcome with the last being the deciding level whether you win or lose.

Level 1 revolves mainly around building relationships with other humans and walking the path to self actualization. You have reached the end of level 1 and this app will show you how well you have fared. Please note that your scores in this level will have an effect on the succeeding levels. If you scored low, you will have more difficulties from thereon. You ask why you haven't received this game as a child to get better scores. The truth is that life is all about being yourself and preparation would lead to the results being less genuine.

I give you two days to review your scores and seek explanations to them as well as to prepare yourself for the next level. Whether you wish to wait or advance to level 2 immediately is at your discretion. You will no longer remember this app by that time. See you there. Good luck."

The video closed and my full name was displayed on the screen above a button reading "Score". I tap the button and the app instantly loads statistics that read "Relationships" under which were several categories like "Most Liked By" "Loved By" "Most Hated By" "Most Prolific Liar" "Talks Behind Your Back The Most" and "Secret Enemies Who Sabotaged Your Life" Below that is a self-assessment score that shows how much of these results have been my fault. Another page showed "Career" under which there were more categories, namely "Missed Opportunities" "Successes" and "Failures". Under that was another self-assessment score showing how much of the above could be attributed to me or to other people. The app listed names and occurrences that I have never shared on any social medium. It couldn't know such things. It must all be made up. Brian is my best friend, yet he hates me and talks behind my back to his buddies and dates Melissa who was supposed to be my date. And she hates me as well and only loves the free stuff that I buy for her. Lana, my unfriendly and irritable boss actually loves me? She insults me whenever she can. That's just ridiculous.

I swear by my mother's grave that I haven't downloaded such a pretentious and comically imperious...thing. This has to be a very elaborately created virus. Ha, but the guy is stupid enough to show his face. Being the tech savvy guy I am, I regularly check downloaded files and know if something uninvited is in there. After finding nothing on my phone and on Play Store as well, I turned to the internet. No such app could be found but there were lots of reports of people having received it. One of them, named Kevin McLeod, claimed that the statistics were true after talking to the people who secretly loved or hated him. He had a Facebook account and I sent him a message. Half an hour later came a reply.

"Hi James. Yes its all true. The accuracy is mind boggling. When did you get it?"

"About an hour ago. And you?"

"Yesterday at 7:45 in the morning. "

"What does it mean that I get to supernatural presence in two days?"

"Basically you die to roam the earth as a ghost."

"Hahaha"

"I know its funny. No one can predict when we die save for God or Satan himself."

"How did they get all the data then?"

"Technology is so far advanced that it's hard to understand how it works. Those people mentioned in your app may have shared something about you and their AI came to its conclusions. "

"Alright, I'll have to see how this thing works out. Thanks for chatting"

"No problem. See you"

I'm not really a believer in God or Satan. There has to be another explanation. I took a shower, ate breakfast, got into my car and drove to the office as if nothing happened. En route, I stopped by the local shopping mall to buy myself some snacks and drinks in preparation for the long working hours. When I went to the restroom I heard a familiar voice.

"James is such an idiot. He dates Melissa and thinks she loves him. Everyone but him knows that she only loves his money and that she comes to me every night to get horny. She wants a real man not some wimp who talks about shit no one gives a fuck about. He deserves it if you ask me." I decided to enter the restroom and Brian saw me. "Hey, James what's up?" Without answering his question I took a swing at him with my fist hitting his cheek with a satisfying clap. Brian stumbled backwards and other restroom users separated us to prevent a full blown fistfight. "You'll regret that, asshole!" Brian snarled and spat out a tooth and some blood.

At the office, I couldn't concentrate on work. The incident at the shopping mall still made its rounds in my head. Maybe those scores weren't made up after all. In comparison to Melissa, my boss, Lana, is an angel. The only unattractive thing about her is her demeanor. I got up from my desk and went to the door of Lana's office. I knocked softly. "Yes. Come in." I entered the office and was greeted with the usual cold stare.

"Make it quick."

"Boss, I have something to tell you. I don't mind if you'll fire me, I won't be able to change that. Ever since I have worked here, I have felt something for you and I can't hold it back now. I feel that I have to tell you because it has a negative impact on my productivity. "

The ice melted. For the first time since I have worked here, she smiled. Not a fake one but a genuinely sweet smile. She looked at me like a loyal puppy, nodded and said "Yes, I've felt it too. I'm sorry for treating you the way I did but I had to do it to keep the employees in line." "I understand. Would you like to have a coffee with me after work?" Her smile widened and she nodded. She is a thousand times prettier when she smiled. Her dark, flowing hair, gray eyes and ageless face accentuate her smile. I realized for the first time how pretty she actually was. Prettier than Melissa ever could have been.

Later that afternoon, when I was with Lana at a local cafe, I showed her LifeScore and asked her if there was a possibility that an AI could know things one keeps to himself. She has studied computer science so she must know. "It's impossible. The only way they can create a profile of you is if you voluntarily share something over a communication device, even if its in a private call, SMS or chat. This is very strange considering that I haven't told anyone that I had feelings for you". "I wouldn't have guessed either" I replied and she laughed, playfully slapping my arm.

I woke up in the middle of the night and quietly got out of bed careful not to wake Lana up. I sat on my computer and opened Facebook. Kevin McLeod was online so I sent him a message.

"Hi. It's true what you've said this morning. I'm really thankful to receive the truth."

"That's great"

"Do you believe in God or Satan?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"I'm starting to believe as well. I'm not a believer but I just can't explain what has happened today. "

"Faith fills the gap between the truth and the limit of our knowledge, my friend"

"I guess so. What is your theory on this LifeScore app?"

"If we're to die in two days as promised, it is a ploy by Lucifer to get more souls. We are given those scores in order to judge the people mentioned in them, to harm them if they hate us. We are not supposed to judge others. Only God can do that. When we judge, we commit the deadly sin of pride, thus, giving Lucifer a valid reason to send us to hell. I've asked some people mentioned in the app about their feelings. They haven't shared them. This has nothing to do with technology anymore. This app is supernatural. No human can create an untraceable app, let alone discover deeply held secrets that we're supposed to take to our graves. Have you watched the news recently?"

"No."

"All people complaining about LifeScore died. They just collapsed because of an aneurysm or something if they didn't kill themselves first. I know it's my turn tomorrow."

"Don't be afraid"

"I'm not, believe me. I won't be dying. I haven't judged the people on my stats."

"Alright then. Good luck and I hope to chat again."

"Sure. No problem. Good night"

The next morning, I woke up on an empty bed. Lana left early but left a note beside me. "See you at the office. Pretend like nothing happened. I love you XOXO" Later at the office, I opened Facebook and sent a message to Kevin. "Hey what's up?" He wasn't answering despite being online. I went to the cafeteria and ordered a coffee and a bagel. The attendant turned on the television and switched to the local news. "...terrible vehicular accident at 7:45 this morning. 32 year old Kevin McLeod from Chicago, Illinois apparently fell asleep behind the wheel of his black Toyota Corolla. The vehicle unexpectedly changed lanes and frontally collided with a semi-trailer truck at high speed, killing McLeod instantly. In other news, brain tumor surgeries have reached an all time high since five years ago..." Shocked and in total disbelief I went back to my cubicle. ...claimed the statistics were true after talking to the people who secretly loved or hated him. He did judge them. So did I. I'm as condemned as he was to burn in hell.

I left work early today, drawing a concerned look from Lana who sensed that something was wrong. I told her that I needed some time to think and she secretly gave me a day off. I went to my apartment building, greeted the receptionist as always and, in absentmindedness slipped on the newly wiped stairs in the lobby. My vision spun as I tumbled down the steps before a sharp pain on the side of my head plunged everything into darkness.

My eyes fluttered open and noticed a shape in front of me. Dark, flowing hair. Lana. She was sitting on the bed. As my eyes adjusted to the surroundings and my vision became clearer, I saw the smile that I had missed for so long. Tears were in her eyes. "Welcome back" she whispered. I mustered a smile as well. "How long have I been here?" "It's been three days". Wow, I didn't die. Divine intervention I guess. She ran her hand through her hair and over the scar on the side of her head. "What happened?" "Oh that? I had a brain tumor a couple of years ago. I got lucky." I suddenly had a flashback of Brian while we played basketball. He fell and hit his head and was bleeding badly. I treated his wound. The scar on the side of his head. I have one too. They all look identical and are on the exact same spot. No, I never had a tumor. "Lana, have a CT scan performed on you. Please trust me."

"They removed the chip. He was supposed to be terminated tomorrow. Call the boss."

"Goddammit, I knew we'll be busted sooner or later. The boss should have waited until the MindVision project was perfected. All those deaths are unnecessary, we could selectively wipe memories instead of detonating micro charges."

"The network isn't stable enough to keep the app running on our servers for more than two days before the chip fails. We can't risk exposure. Call the boss."

"Sir, we have a situation. Subject no. 225, James Saunders, had an accident today. He fell down a flight of stairs and suffered a concussion. The doctors found the chip during the CT scan and removed it. "

"Is he still alive?"

"Yes."

"Send someone to take care of him and the doctor who found the chip. Retrieve the chip and bring it back. Prepare to shut the program down."

"Consider it done, sir."

"I can't believe it. How could anyone do such a thing?" Lana said in disbelief while staring at the shiny metallic pellet, not much larger than a grain of rice. "Mars Industries" was engraved in tiny letters on the side. A male nurse came in and changed the IV bag. Shortly thereafter, hospital security barged in and tackled him to the ground. "Sorry for the disturbance but he isn't who he's supposed to be." "What happened?" "He killed two people. The nurse whom this ID and uniform belonged to and Dr. Strauss, who performed surgery on both of you. I guess you were supposed to be next." I thanked him for saving our lives. He nodded and dragged a handcuffed hitman out of the room.

"I guess this is the beginning then" Lana joked. "Let's say a rebirth instead".

Mars Industries. Your days are numbered.

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[survivormarmoreal]

Episode #1: “"So it's time for me to channel my inner-straight guy!" - Brian

is it time to die already? a fake tribe was taunted, the tribe is split half US half europe so that is going to be a pain, its 1:40am as i write this and in all honestly i just want to sleep and coast till merge. bet that won't be happening tho RIP me and dig me in a grave huh. Oh and I thought I knew the keaton but I didn't lol. I am MESS

It’s really good to be playing a game again. My goal for now is to try and bond with my tribe and hopefully make alliances to keep me in the game. Right now talking to Dennis. He seems really cool, wouldnt mind working with him.

So just from the start i can already tell these players I'm with are easy going for the most part... I over all really like the tribe and can see a very solid chance that I can work with a lot of them if not all! But for the sake of this confessional having value... I'd also like to add that I'm worried that due to the laid back tribe (atm) that I might have a hard time building the connections to get in an alliance without making it due to the fact making an alliance is a very bad idea early on!

Okay so let's just get some thoughts out of the way My tribe is...interesting. I LOVE BRIAN. Well actually I love his boyfriend but still a great foundation from my side to work with him because I know he is a super sweet guy. Dennis is weird. I want to work with Nicole just because I like to work with womana because it brings me closer to God. Everyone else is irrelevant. Absolem is okay. Nathan is hilarious. He better not flop because I want to be best friends. Annabelle is the love of my life. But we did just play an ORG together that got a little messy...so idk how willing to work with me she is. Jayden said things about sports so there is no chance of us being friends. And...everyone else is irrelevant. Madigan: I stan Matt. He had the best intro out of all of us. He's a nut and I love that. I thought I knew who he was...but it turns out he's a different Keaton...and now I'm confused by the popularity of that name...Anyways, BC be still my fucking heart in an ANGEL and I want to be friends. Marie is a star in my ORG community and I always stan her. So I lowkey love this tribe and I wish i was on it. Overall...I'm ready to get this game going.

Okay so i'm normally super good at Selfie Scavenger Hunts...but this one is tough. There are a lot of hard items on here. And because it's Day 1 I don't know if I can rely on anybody on my tribe to pull their weight...guess we'll find out.

Okay I jumped the gun on Dennis. He's not weird. And he seems like he'll be a good tribe member. Not too interested in working with him, but hopefully we win a bunch and that won't matter.

so the cast is cool so far from what i saw a mix of a few faces i recognize and a few i don't which is cool because i play best when i don't know anyone i think so we'll see how this goes hopefully we win immunity and there's nothing to worry about!!

Okay so I really might have judged my tribe too soon. Charlie is a drunken riot. And Maynor seems really chill too. We have a good group. Now let's just hope we're good in challenges.

First impressions: jayden: bad music taste but likes tea kind of hard to talk to but i will get the best of him annabelle: league player?? we stan!! nathan: played once before him dont remember if we were allied but um likes drag race wooh ignored me to go watch it https://66.media.tumblr.com/0640fc1858852ee803cc45252f782259/tumblr_pk6xsgLbtq1szcwcho1_1280.png cole: said "omg ur the cole from skype love ur lipsyncs" they said yes. turns out thats not them. why lie??? nick: seems fun idk

I think my tribe is very cute ! I can already see that a couple of them are big suck ups but I hope I can use that to my advantage. I low key want to go to tribal council but I think the safest thing to do is try our best as a tribe for this first challenge and not seem weak! So I will try my best

So yay Selfie Scavenger Hunt. My favorite... I should be fine if I play a solid social game and dont score too low (right?) Also me and Nick same tribe we runnin this shit.

I like my tribe so far it's the most active tribe I have had by far.  The challenge is pretty good though and I hope we can win it and be safe.

So day 1.  This is... ahh... I'm so nervous for this game!  I have been looking so forward to playing this, but I just feel like it's going to be a rocky upward battle to make it deep... I'm trying to relate and talk to these people, and I feel like I can maybe do it with some of them... but I also know I'm like "WIGGG" and "TEAAA" and "SHJDGJHDGJ" all the time, and I just don't know if this is the tribe to act like that around... I also don't really have anyone to fully confide and trust in.  I do have people like Marie on the other tribe, but I just... ahh....

Ladies and gents, I want you to know that I refuse to go home pre-merge, and I will fight tooth and nail to make it to merge and then day 39... even if it requires me to grow up and act like a real human... I will do my best... I don't wanna let y'all down, but I also don't wanna let myself down.

So like after my antics last night, I feel like I am in a good shape. My intro amused many on my tribe which is good, and they all like me, which is EXTRA good! I feel like im on the cusp of something atm, but i am still wary of course. BC and James are my faves atm, with Marie and keaton also. But Marie, Keaton and john aren't really giving me anything but i am still gonna try. Im here to F****** win (or at least make jury but we shall see about that LOL)

this tribe in a nutshell me: "alright guys! super excited to play some Survivor with you all!! woohoooooo lets do this yeah!!!!!!" BC: "yeah!! I also like to do the surviving!!!" matt: "yeah LMAO" keaton: "..." marie: "..." john: "...okay but have you considered: Skyrim"

idk what's up with this tribe. am I setting my expectations too high? did I do something to piss everyone off?? I just want to play survivor but no one seems to want to engage with me.

BC's the only reason I'm sane atm. he's a sweetheart, we've had a few fun chats already and he seems like good company. we've gotten on the same page and realized that we're probably the two chattiest players on the tribe and should stick together. Matt isn't awful. he's funny, and I can just meme at him most of the time and he seems fine with that. wish I could get a little more out of him though. I'll give Marie a pass because she's been legit busy and hasn't had much of a chance to respond to stuff. from what little I've heard from her she seems nice. apparently she's new to discord survivor just like me, so I might be a little biased in wanting her around. I wanted Keaton to be great - he's a Kirby, I'm a Kirby, so we already had something working for us. but he's not giving me anything to work with. I'll bring something up to talk about and he'll shut it down almost immediately, in a way that makes me worried I'm getting on his nerves or something. idk, maybe our personalities just clash? but atm with Keaton my mood is zzzzzz and then there's John. I get the impression that John just doesn't give a shit. he spent all of the first night playing skyrim and ignoring me, and he hasn't said much of anything to me today. his intro and his rant show that he knows how survivor works, so why isn't he putting any effort into talking? idgi. :/

soooooo yeah that's this tribe. BC and I have teamed up, we've talked about roping in Matt as a third sometime soon. I wanna give Marie a chance as well, even talking to her tonight she's not that bad. but I'd probably be fine with voting out Keaton whenever, and I want John to go asap.

I was called Keaton from Facebook and mistaken for Maria on my tribe. This game is going great for me so far.

So far making bonds with Brian, Charlie, Dennis, and Sharky (Matt). I genuinely like them. No game talk just yet. But i wouldnt mind alligning with them. Havent talk to Nicole yet. So i need to start. Hopefully we are good and win this first immunity.

Okay top of Day 2. We're plunking away at this challenge. It's weird because since we all have our own lists we aren't talking very much... Charlie, Nicole, and Maynor are still yet to upload anything so I hope they get it together soon.

I feel like my tribe is being lazy rn like I did three tasks and I gave up because i only saw one other person doing shit!  and they can GOOO if they are going to be like that! OVER IT

no one pm's me first and when i pm them i have to keep the conversation going and it stops after like 5/10 minutes so um thats fun. really hoping we win immunities until a swap or sth. or maybe we intentionally matsing and then i just get rid of all the ppl who GHOST me. the only person who had a real conversation with me today was jayden and even that was super short and ended with him leaving me on read so um.. i guess im just super popular obviously. reading this back its gonna look so cringe NNN but this is how i FEEL

Ok so another update! So today I approached Bryce who seems like a amazing guy and I asked if we could work together and he said yes! So I hope this is a relationship that can last

I still feel kinda... like an outsider looking in.  It's only day 2, but I just feel like I have so much I need to change about my social game already.  I'm normally a crackhead when talking to people and can find those one or two people to be crackheads with, but I think I literally have to go through a complete change in order to succeed.  I need to be more ... adult?  If that makes sense...

So it's time for me to channel my inner-straight guy!  I need to just be cool and casual and normal and not be the uber obsessive Ariana stan I normally am or... "wig" this... I know I touched on this in my first confessional, but it's even more true now... I'm finding talking to some of these people a lot more challenging because I have to kinda flick on the normie switch.

Ahhh... this is going to be one hell of a ride…

Honestly I am REALLY happy where i sit in this game. I have a solid alliance of 3 with BC and James which is already good. I have a feeling we will end up at tribal, however I am not too worried because i feel like there will be some clear targets like Keaton or John. Marie is kind of laying in the middle but I know what a good player she can be so im keeping my eye on her.

Honestly I am REALLY happy where i sit in this game. I have a solid alliance of 3 with BC and James which is already good. I have a feeling we will end up at tribal, however I am not too worried because i feel like there will be some clear targets like Keaton or John. Marie is kind of laying in the middle but I know what a good player she can be so im keeping my eye on her.

Ooo girl. Do I have tea for you? LMFAO. I would make a video, but I have a lot to talk about, so you'll have to read for now.

where to even start? like LOL I guess I'll start with... this tribe fucking sucks. Literally can't stand it. And b4 someone says... "ew bboy it's b/c you don't have anybody you know huh??? you relying on meta!!!" no it's not because of that. well, sort of...

i play these games to meet new people so being on a tribe of new people doesn't phase me too much. it's that i don't like it when the tribe is inactive. like half of the people don't talk to me so it's kinda hard to do a cast analysis but I'll do one then get to the tea.

keaton: nothing really to say about him cuz I don't know him. I literally messaged him and it was SOOOOO hard to hold a conversation with him. then, I confused him with marie cuz he was kinda forgettable. thank you, next john: girl bye. idk if there's something wrong, but like john literally does not message me. and like i'm fine it's ok whatever, like i'm fine i'm fine I'll be fine, but still girl... seriously??? I would say "hey john! how are you doing?" and he'd be like "good." HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO WORK WITH THAT? LAGHALHG marie: I actually like her a lot. we get along prob cuz we're both similar - she's quirky, I'm quirky. quite the combo. we don't have any set alliance or anything, but I definitely don't want her to leave before dem inactives -.- matt: I like him... enough. he's cool and we chatted for a bit yesterday and the first day. there really isn't anything else to say but he's kinda fun??? i guess idk laghlahg but yeah there's that james: i'm prob the closest to him on the tribe. we just vibe so well together and I really do like him a lot. he's funny and chill and he was the one who initiated the alliance, to which I was like "yess girl add me in!!!" idk what else to say, because although matt/james have been more active, I jjust haven't had many convos with them individually yknow

but the little alliance we have going on is cute. <3 the name = Transcontinental Trio. It prob won't last (just being honest) but if it can get me past these few couple of rounds before the swap, I'll take it. my goal right now is to win these next few challenges and hope we don't have to go to tribal before the swap. if we do, I'd rather see john leave before keaton, because I think there's a relationship to work with keaton whereas I don't see one with john unfortunately

the tea that I have to spill is really just bitching about my tribemates I mean come the FUCK on y'all!!! wtf is the point of joining an ORG and then not talking to anybody. like does that make any fucking sense??? literally like... nnnn what is the matter with you? John infuriates me b/c like bitch if you don't have time sweetie, stick to playing Skyrim or w/e the fuck you play. my mood was when he sent us a pic of something happening in the game (idk what it was it looked dumb af) and literally NO ONE replying. like yes stick to his boring ASS!!

on top of all of that, no one (excluding my alliance) talks about anything of substance. like sure it's only been 3 days but y'all can at least find SOMETHING to talk about. i'm just so goddamn frustrated

that's it. I'm tired of bitching. i'll confessional again after results. hopefully we win or imma have to pop a bitch.

Okay we're closing in on the challenge deadline! I've gotten a ton of points. Dennis/Brian/Maynor all also posted a bunch so I'm hoping this is enough to keep us safe. Idk what Nicole is doing? But she better post something. ANYTHING really.

Where is Nicole? Like...girl, are you good? Wtf

omg so. based on nathans and nick's talking in the tribe chat they seem to know each other/mutual ppl. i will break their bond and make sure they want to work with me instead of each other. even if nathan hates pm'ing me and nick was fine to talk for a bit yesterday but today seems to hate me!

The scores are locked in. Hopefully we had enough points to keep us safe but Nicole didnt turn anything in. Hopefully nothing too bad happened. But i think if we do lose, maybe Nicole being first boot isnt too bad. Hopefully everyone thinks the same.

Okay so we demolished. Lucky for Nicole because she didn't contribute at all. And she didn't tell us she was abstaining. I'm sorry...you didn't have time to take a selfie with your cat? Bye.

MY MIND IS SO BIG AT 1:20AM. Right ok so to catch the confs up, James BC and myself have made an alliance called the transcontinental trio (An iconic name ik) so like im really happy that exists. THEN we somehow win immunity, even though Marie and John both had single digit scores LOL. like wow didn't know we could do that. then anna announces the idol system, and i fully expect too like not get far so i do it anyway. 4 mins later and i HAVE A FUCKING IMMUNITY IDOL???? LIKE BITCH WTF. I AM SO FUCKING SHOOK ITS UNREAL. I have been playing orgs for 1 1/2 years now and like I have never been able to find one! and now i do???? Jesus Christ maybe this IS my Game!

not to overreact but i want my entire tribe to go home. i had to PLUCK egg shells out of my VERY CURLY hair like i was some monkey picking ticks. i took an egg, a poor chicken would be, and used it not for nutrition. but for "fun". and its all for NOTHING. but thats ok. everyone keeps saying bc i carried i should be safe and like yes. but the REAL reason i should be safe is that its like im the only person on this tribe who wants to socialize at all!! also this idol system is so fun love choose ur own adventure type stuff. sad how i flopped first try tho.. but in 24 hours catch me with the idol! or catch me as first boot. someone just catch me im falling FAST.

This immunity is great because it gives me time to build better friendships without pressure of a vote. Charlie seems to like me, he wants to share idol guesses which is cool with me. That probably also means he'll tell me if he gets an idol which is powerful info to know. Also I won some cookies on my search. I hope they're oreos. But I'm curious as to what they'll be good for.

So....Charlie found the idol...and he told me. So guess I'm working with Charlie now. Because I want to keep tabs on this idol.

https://imgur.com/ZrG7wNV clearly doesnt realize ive never met a girl i didnt want to ally.

So we lost the challenge! Are we surprised? NOOOO AHHAHA! *sighs* anyways I think i have the numbers to get anabelle out, sorry not sorry

First tribal then Walrus is a bitch. I hate this game

i want to vote jayden out but annabelle and cole did worse in the comp so it might be hard so awk.. like nick wants annabelle out and he told cole that so its kind of over for her huh this is so sad i refuse to be on a tribe full of MEN

So far so good I really hope we can continue this momentum and I hope I can last 6 more days until the 20th of January and then I get to be two ages in one org which I have never done yet.

BC has brought me and Matt into an alliance (Transcontinental Trio!). BC is like the obvious alpha on the tribe and I’m kinda fine with that? At least I hope BC looks like a bigger threat than me, I don’t want that label lol. Matt is super charismatic, we’re finally talking regularly/about the game. He’s probably the scariest person on the tribe just because he’s so damn likable.

Keaton’s opened up a little. We bonded over thinking that we were the only ones hearing nothing from John lmao. Our first vote will probably wind up being Marie or John. I don’t want to push buttons too early, but if I get a chance at a clean shot at John I’m taking it.

So we lost the challenge which is terrible but I got the legacy advantage which is great! I’m worried ppl r voting me but that’s could be just my paranoia so ima stick to my plan of waiting for a name to be said

We won immunity and it feels great. Hopefully we could just go on an immunity run and stay safe till swap happens. I need to start making my talks with people go to game talk but maybe not as fast skmce we are safe.

edit: I really need to start watching the movies. Choose your own adventure like Idol systems always require background knowledge.

We won the first challenge and I'm so happy because I could've been voted out if we lost! This is my first Tumblr org so I'm completely lost and I accidentally told Matt that I knew Bryce from the other tribe so yay... that put a target on my back I think so hopefully we just keep on winning!

I don't have too much to update on, but I'm so glad that we aren't going to tribal because highkey I'd be in so much trouble... I've been in an emotional rut so the communication has been rough.. but we won so I have time to enjoy my tribemates in some conversations and make them love me…

Cole like what are you doing bro. Also I assume Keaton and Dennis are running shit on the other tribes.

Wow so I gotta say I am seriously impressed by this cast. I don't really know anyone and there are only 2 other people from EM... is this for real lol?? Seriously though I'm so happy to finally be playing an org with so many new people!!

Ok so first impressions of my tribe. I've already embarrassed myself by sending drunk videos to every single member of my tribe bar Nicole who wasn't online at the time.

Dennis- Easily my fav so far. I feel like we click so well and I've already talked to him way more than anyone else. Really hope I can go far with him.

Brian- Ok so I've seen this guy around on facebook and he seems funny and really nice! Our convos have been fun so hopefully we can develop a good relationship from here!

Maynor- He likes Charlie the unicorn. Therefore I like him.

Sharky- Haven't talked to him so much yet, but he seems cool and I know he was an early boot in KC.

Nicole- Haven't talked to her yet at all.

Ok so my tribe mates are KILLING this challenge! It's been difficult for me to take part cos of being up in London, but I need to add more stuff to the list lol. Otherwise we could lose, and I'll probably get blamed... eeeek.

WE WON!!! I can't believe it!! I'm so FUCKING HAPPY right now. One of our tribe mates abstained and we still won by over 200 points.. crazy shit

https://youtu.be/_LqWkiWMQw8

so we are about to go to tribal in about an hour and I think we have a plan sorted, I know nathan is saying my name and I will get votes BUT what the plan is that myself,bryce and annabelle vote jayden, jayden votes nathan and the other two will prob vote myself so we will get a 3-2-1 and jayden will go! lets hope

ok so i was out all day. and barely on. but i tried forcing jayden out bc he ignores me and i hate him. but NO. cole is cracked and when itell him to talk to nathan to secure his vote. he instead wants to vote him, then leads to jayden telling nathan that cole wants him out. so now he has no shot. bye bye cole this is sad but u so overplayed NNN glad queen annabelle is safe tho!

Cole is voted out 5-1.