#math ily but why don't you love me..........
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Some stats about my large crochet project:
I've gone through 264 yards (241 meters, 0.15 miles) of yarn. The pattern calls for 1,261 yards for a completed project (1,153 meters, 0.716 miles) in the size I am making now.
It would take 29,565.6 Dinoponera gigantea ants to equal the length of a completed project, and I am at 6,189.78 currently.
Without further delay, this is what 6,189.78 Dinoponera gigantea ants look like. If you even care.
#art#fiber art#corchet#my first project tag#my crochet projects#described images#image description in alt#yes americans will use anything but the metric system and i frankly love that about us <3#also it helps illustrate just how much labour and resources go into projects that don't seem all that massive i think#and the 'if you even care' part is a joke <3#my math might be less than stellar because i'm not totally sure if i have counted my switches in skeins right 😭#thankfully i haven't woven in my ends yet (i actually don't mind end weaving so far)#also the 'my forst project tag' might seem like a misnomer at first but this was my very first started project#so even though i already completed a project that was my second one - this one is just going to take forever#if anything isn't right let me know - i'm not keen on math all the time. i LIKE math but i've never been good at it<3#math ily but why don't you love me..........
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"suguru, shoko... it's been nice knowing you guys. i always loved you both. please, tell y/n i loved her too, yeah?"
it's a tense moment. after satoru received your social medias, he did some snooping around and found the harsh truth — or so he calls it. comparing himself to what he found did nothing but install a depressing, hallow sadness into his system.
"satoru, get the fuck down from that chair," shoko's having none of it. the moment she glimpsed group-chat's notification she practically teleported to satoru's. her heart dropped, palms got sweaty, throat dry at the thought of satoru ending his life. when she arrived, suguru was already there, weeping for his dear friend's life.
it must've been serious, right? it wasn't.
what came into her vision was a grown, silver-headed man standing on his desk chair. around his neck held one of his ties. now, this is where it got unserious. everything seemed true until shoko's eyes traveled to satoru's neck. his tie was wrapped around it with his very own hand holding the longer piece of the tie.
in short, he's fucking dramatic. suguru doesn't fall far, too. it must be hard on shoko for being the only one with a decent brain... kind of.
"shoko, how can you be so... so mean?! he's dying over there! your own friend!" suguru wipes his tears, furious at his other friend's own indifference to such a sight.
"don't," she begins, walking to satoru's position to kick him off the chair. "don't piss me off."
satoru's now on the floor; laying on his back, body straight, arms clasped on top his stomach. this must signal his final moments. it's peaceful in his mind.
"satoru, i swear to god. get the fuck off that floor." she nudges his body with the front of her shoes, eyes twitching at the foolishness.
it takes a mere minute before satoru's tired of ignoring the obnoxious foot harming his body. so he sits up, hanging his head low.
"i just can't, y'know? it hurts," his voice cracks, radiating sadness throughout the room. his words receive two varying responses.
from suguru: "it's okay, satoru. there are many other fishes in the sea."
from shoko: "this is why you mind your business sometimes."
at shoko's response, he sighs loudly, "it won't kill you to be nice, shoko ieiri."
she sits on his bed, placing a pillow on her lap, fixing her posture, and re-positioning her imaginary glasses. "well then, satoru. tell me what you felt, what you saw, and what you think. you can let it all out to doctor shoko."
suguru stifles a laugh, eyes switching between shoko's new persona and satoru's defeated expression.
"okay, doctor shoko. i felt horrible — no, nauseous. i went through her followings and saw that she follows other men. she knows other men. i'm sick to my stomach," his rant begins. it all started when he decided to go through your profile. this meant snooping through followers, followings, tagged photos, and even comments. you both are in — what the youngsters call it — a talking stage.
there are no labels within this relationship, nor are there any confirmed feelings but this? this betrayal? what do you mean he's not the first man on your profile? this is devilish. all went well until he saw one specific comment that said: "baby you're so sexy ily," to which you replied: "i love you more."
the fiend ( as he calls them ) had the profile photo of a man. when he did the internal math, the unbearable truth was found. he is not the only one you're talking to. he feels hurt.
suguru, too, shares his friend's pain. shoko, however, doesn't. why? it's because the commenter was in fact not a man. had satoru did deeper research, he'd have known that the profile photo is the famous singer the weeknd, and the profile belongs to one of your girls who's a diehard fan of him. well, who's shoko to tell the truth? she'll wait for satoru to come to a realization.
#. ae-generated: jujutsu kaisen#this is so stupid but i love it#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru drabbles#gojo fluff#jjk fluff#jjk x you
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no chances part two | ellie williams
˗ˏˋ"don't even say it, it was a mistake." ´ˎ˗
pairing: ellie x afab reader warnings: 18+, foul language, mean!ellie kinda, only one bed trope, (eventual) smut between reader n ellie synopsis: you and ellie are on rival volleyball teams and your dangerously competetive nature gets the better of the two of you. author note: the love i got on the first part was truly overhwleming i was not expecting it!! but ily guys sm heres part two! i'm building up to the smut cus i love me some tension sorry not sorry, there will b a part three so no worries :))
ellie planted herself down on the front steps in defeat, watching as the buses disappeared from sight. you remained standing, hands on your hips in thought. it had been a private game, so there were no spectators, the parking lot was empty and the building behind the two of you was now dark. in desperation you went back to the doors you had just left, hoping anyone inside had a phone you could use.
as you tugged on the doors they didn’t budge, and you peered into the small window. the hallway was dark, the only light coming from the gymnasium that was probably being cleaned. you pounded on the doors but no one came into view and you cursed turning back to the one person you would never want to be in this situation with.
ellie was quiet, thinking of anything she could do. all she had wanted was to go home, and now with the awkwardness of what just transpired in the bathroom– she was determined to get there. but how? her phone was trapped in her backpack on the bus and all she had on her was her wallet that bulged from her sweatpants pocket. she huffed before standing back up, still facing the road in front of the two of you. “i’m walking, do what you want.” the words left her mouth as she descended the small steps onto the pavement.
“that’ll take like–” you paused, following her down the steps and doing the math in your head. “twelve hours!”
“beats this,” she said nonchalantly, still walking away from you.
your eyebrows furrowed at her attitude towards you, the familiar hatred for her returning this time just beyond the volleyball court. “fine. enjoy your walk.” you replied dryly, turning on your heel to walk in the opposite direction the buses went and ellie’s head turned not hearing you follow her anymore and she stopped in her tracks.
“what are you doing?” she questioned with annoyance in her voice, though not sure why she was asking at all. your arms crossed and you kept walking away from her.
“walking,” you yelled back to her matter-of-factly.
“your campus is this way, genius.” ellie retorted loudly, still standing in place watching you walk further away from her.
you laughed at her. “there’s a hotel this way. have fun on your twelve hour walk, though!”
ellie cursed under her breath and felt a pang of guilt strike her chest. her head swiveled from her original direction and back to you. you still only had on the large hoodie, your bare legs out in the cold and she knew she couldn’t let you go alone. it was already really late and the only light came from the small street lamps that scattered the road, if she was being honest she figured you’d follow her all the way back to her own campus but she didn’t anticipate you being difficult in a situation like this.
ellie let you walk a few more steps before finally caving in and sprinting to catch up to you. she told herself it was because she didn’t want to walk for twelve hours, pushing away any other thoughts of why she followed you. she walked behind you quietly, not admitting defeat but it was present in her actions and you laughed to yourself in front of her.
it was silent for a while, the only sound coming from your feet scraping on the ground below you and the occasional noise from the woods beside you. it had felt like you two had walked for hours already but really it was only twenty minutes in silence. ellie had put her hands in her pockets, keeping her gaze to the ground as she trudged on behind you. she thought about the bathroom and how if she had just walked away instead of whatever that was, she would probably be in bed by now. her face turned sour at the thought and her annoyance bubbled over into anger.
“where the fuck is this hotel anyway?” she sneered behind you and you snapped your head back at the sudden outburst from her.
“few more miles– whats wrong? can’t handle a little walk?” you asked her, rotating to face her and walking backwards. as you teased her, you felt your own legs grow tired but ignored it. ellie looked at you, she hadn’t noticed but you tucked your arms into your sweater for warmth and a twinge of guilt threatened to tug at her but she very quickly dismissed it.
“seems like you can’t,” her words escaped her, motioning with her hands to your cold disposition and you scoffed, turning back around.
“i’m fine. this is your fault, so i don’t know why you’re complaining.” you returned her attitude, eyes focused on the dark road ahead of you. the sidewalk had vanished and you two walked along the side of the street, the lamps doing little to help illuminate the world around you, so you relied on the moon's glow.
“my fucking fault?” she all but yelled, “i tried to be nice and you were just being a fucking bitch.” she spat, her words cold as ice. you knew you could’ve easily avoided this if you had just said a simple thank you and returned to your bus, but you were in no position to let her know that and it just made you all the more angry, so you doubled down.
“yes, your fault! we wouldn’t have missed the bus if you hadn’t–”
“dont even say it,” she muttered behind you, not wanting to relive the moment but in the back of her mind she was replaying it. your hands in her hair, your body pressed so firmly against yours she could feel everything and she shook her head. “it was a mistake.”
“colossal.” you emphasized, your tone laced with hatred as your own mind recounted the moment. her tongue that had only been used to hurl insults at you instead fighting its way into your mouth and how good it had felt. your hand reached up to your lips at the thought, wiping away any trace of ellie that was left.
it went quiet again, ellie’s feet dragged on the ground behind you. your own strides had slowed down as you grew more tired and ellie was right on your heels. she noticed your legs, goosebumps littered the surface of your skin and she sighed to herself, “you’re freezing, just admit it.” and although trying to help, her tone sounded antagonizing.
“i’m fine,” your voice trembled and you involuntarily shivered, the cold really was bothering you. but you’d be damned to admit defeat in front of her, so you ignored the numbness that plagued your legs and face trying to conceal as much heat in your hoodie as possible.
she rolled her eyes, and before she could convince herself otherwise she was yanking off her sweatpants. she had her shorts on underneath, and told herself she was already warm enough before poking you in the shoulder, sweatpants balled up in her hand. your head turned, seeing her offer and you quickly spun your head back around to the road in front of you. “i told you i’m fine.” but you were freezing, and her sweatpants looked so comfortable right now. so warm.
“you’re not fucking fine, i can see you shivering just fuckin’ take them,” she came up beside you, shoving them into your concealed hands. “jesus christ.” she breathed out, shaking her head.
“well sorry if i’m not open to your kindness,” you replied sarcastically, taking the sweatpants and slowing down to pull them on, they smelled like her strongly but you didn’t mind. “last time you tried to be nice, your mouth like, assaulted my mouth.”
she scoffed beside you, not looking as you lifted the pants up your legs. but slowing down with you as you did. “just don’t need you dying of hypothermia, i have no clue where this hotel is.” she rebutted, ignoring that she gave you her sweatpants because she couldn’t stand seeing you cold, even if she didn’t know why.
“sure,” was all you said, now with her beside you. feeling warmer already, you felt relieved to not be as cold. you knew that her reasoning was bullshit, but you’d never verbalize that to her, she would never admit it anyway. her pride was too big, especially with you and the competitive nature you two had so you both walked in silence yet again. but the quiet made your mind wander to her lips and you broke the silence, wishing the thoughts to leave your mind. “so…”
“so… what?” she replied almost instantly, still looking forward but catching you glancing at her in her peripheral view and her hands tried to conceal themselves in her pockets before she remembered you were now wearing her pants.
racking your brain for anything to say, you landed on something you knew she was passionate about. “uhh, how’d you get into volleyball?”
she laughed, but in a way that indicated she was laughing at you. “that’s what you wanna ask me?”
“fine, we can just walk in silence for another hour.” you sighed, dramatically scraping your feet on the cement. ellie’s eyes rolled at your response and she sighed as well. the walk was already brutal and she was getting cold and rather than suffer in silence, she caved and responded.
“it supports my scholarship, so if i play well i don’t have to make my dad pay out of pocket.” she admitted, not looking at you once. feeling vulnerable with her words, and hated that she was talking to you about this. she preferred to know as little about you as possible but she didn’t stop herself from asking, “what about you?”
you listened to her response, not entirely sure what to say back. most if not all of your interactions with ellie were mean spirited, and hearing her voice be so soft threw you off. “my whole family are volleyball players, all liberos actually. i grew up with it,” you planned on stopping there, hesitant to share details with her but for some reason you continued, “my parents want me to make it my career–”
“is that what you want?” she cut you off suddenly hearing the distance in your voice.
“i mean, yeah…” you trailed off, looking into the dark woods beside the road trying not to notice the way ellie was now staring at you.
“doesn't sound like it,” her tone was still soft, but her accusation made you look at her. the cold now present in her own face, the redness hiding the freckles that scattered her skin.
“you don’t know me.” you said harshly, probably harsher than you had intended. but there was something about ellie that made it so easy to be mad at her.
“okay, okay,” her hands went up defensively. “just sounds like–”
“it just sounds like you want me to quit.”
“i didn’t say that,” she responded quickly, her usual snarky tone returning. “if you did quit, my team would be undefeated.”
a smile crept onto your face, “so you’re admitting that i’m the only reason my team beats yours?”
ellie stammered, realizing her words. “i didn’t say that either.”
“but you implied it,” you teased, the smile on your face not faltering. “just admit it, you think i’m so good that i’m the only reason your team isn’t undefeated.”
“i’m not admitting shit,” ellie scoffed, looking anywhere but at you.
“you don’t have to i guess, your words already gave you away.” you gloated, and ellie rolled her eyes, mentally telling herself to just stop talking before she lets it slip that she’s been admiring how you play for weeks. she could barely admit it to herself, but her eyes always wandered to you on the court and she didn’t put two and two together that she actually commended your athleticism.
“whatever, dude.” she sighed, kicking small rocks with her feet as she walked. “is it really another hour?” she asked, trying to change the subject.
you were too tired to care she was avoiding furthering the conversation, suddenly your legs felt like a hundred pounds and every step you took hurt worse than the last. “i was guessing, i really don’t know,” you admitted. you weren’t sure how long you two had been walking but it felt like hours already and you weren't sure how much longer you could go.
ellie groaned quietly beside you, her own body failing her and she was on the verge of just sleeping on the road. but she was determined to keep going, not wanting to let you walk alone in the dead of night.
as if every god in the universe felt how close you both were to giving up, the hotel came into view. it was desolate and surrounded by trees on all sides, it looked like it was the last resort to anyone who would ever stay there but as you two got closer to the building, it seemed more and more welcoming.
you both all but ran to the front doors, ellie reached there first holding the door for you to go inside, despite the numbness in her body from the cold screaming at her to hurry. she pulled the door closed behind her and felt the warmth of the hotel embrace her. looking around, it was clear this hotel wasn’t a well-funded one. the paint peeled off the yellow walls and the stench of cigarettes was nearly over bearing, the lobby was empty except for a small desk.
the old woman behind the desk woke up as the door shut, lifting her head from the table and staring at you two with a hateful look for waking her up. “yes?” she asked groggily, rubbing her wrinkled eyes.
“can we use your phone to call a cab?” you asked desperately not wanting to stay here for the night despite how tired you were.
“no cab services after midnight,” she hissed and the shock of the time change didn’t phase you but ellie realized you two had walked for over two hours.
“an uber? a lyft? anything?” you asked with a tone ellie knew all too well.
“i dont own one of them smartphones, girl.” the old woman snarled back at you and ellie stepped in front of you without thinking, not liking the way she spoke to you.
“two rooms then, if you can even do that.” ellie snapped at her, feeling defensive.
the old woman gasped at ellies comment, “well, i never…”
“well now you have grandma. so, those rooms?” you spewed coming up beside ellie to the counter. ellie bit her lip to keep from laughing, normally you were only nasty with her and she kind of assumed you were a delight to everyone else. but she was wrong, and she wasn’t mad about it.
the old lady scoffed, deliberately ignoring you and she looked at the computer in front of her. after a few moments of silence, her wrinkly eyes only met ellies. “only one room available, here.” she held up a dainty key. “check out is at eleven am sharp.” she finished rudely.
“this place is a ghost town, lady. there’s gotta be more than just one room,” ellie replied, her elbow resting on the counter as she spoke.
the woman remained firm in her words, “take it or leave it,” she said with a shrug. “pay in the morning on your way out.” she shoved the key into ellie’s hand and her gaze shifted back to the computer trying to look busy.
ellie sighed, taking the key to examine the room number. you looked too, seeing a sloppily written three. the walk to the room was quiet, and the reality of sharing a room only became a problem when the door opened, revealing only one small bed against the wall. “you’ve gotta be kidding me.” you whispered, walking into the room. taking a look around, it was truly gross and a sad excuse for a hotel.
“not happening,” ellie remarked quickly, motioning to the bed as she brushed past you into the room.
“does the floor look more appealing to you?” you asked her, your tiredness pouring out in the form of annoyance. “i’m not sleeping on the floor.”
she didn’t intend for you to sleep on the floor, she was prepared to do that herself but as she got a closer look she realized you were right. the carpet was somehow damp, filling the room with a stale smell. “whatever just–” she waved her arms around. “stay on your side.”
“happily,” you fired back. the room was cold, as if this place couldn’t get worse but ellie’s sweatpants kept you somewhat warm, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty keeping them on while she was all but shivering on the bed. “um– your sweats?”
ellie had laid down on her back with her arm resting above her head. her eyes had shut but she opened them as you spoke. you were standing at the foot of the bed with an expression ellie couldn’t read plastered on your face. “i don’t care,” she muttered, closing her eyes again.
“you’re not cold?” you asked and you wondered why you even cared if she so clearly didn’t.
“i’m fine.” she responded, her eyes remaining closed. but she wasn’t, in fact she was freezing but she couldn’t bring herself to take them back from you.
you scoffed lightly, walking to the other side of the bed. you laid with your back facing her, the closest to the edge of the bed you could get. you got as comfortable as you could before you spoke again, annoyed at her. “you’re impossible,”
“would you just lay down and shut up?” she groaned, adjusting her body to get more comfortable.
“you shut up, im trying to sleep.” you fired back. the childishness of your arguing returning because she just knew how to get under your skin just perfectly. ellie’s eyes opened and she turned to look at you and found you facing away from her.
“you’re the one still fuckin’ talking!”
“no, you are!” your body turned, not facing her but laying on your back so you could peer at her. hatred swimming in your eyes.
“oh my god, just please be quiet.” her hand reaching up to squeeze the bridge of her nose in frustration.
“let’s not forget why were in this situation, yeah?” your tone was harsh, snapping your head back to face away from her, not even being able to look at her anymore. “and whose fault that is.”
she groaned in response, not being able to come up with anything to say. she knew it was her fault but throwing it in her face wasn’t easing her temper. she opened her eyes, noticing you had turned back over and her mind went silent as she saw you laying so comfortably in her sweatpants. she didn’t respond any further, shutting her eyes quickly to ignore the sight of you. the silence remained and you both fell asleep.
kind of.
the cold room kept ellie from a deep sleep and she stirred constantly trying to get comfortable enough to finally rest. she was in a state of being half awake, her mind foggy and nearly forgetting the night she had. she could hear your soft snores next to her, reminding her she wasn’t alone in the cold. without even thinking about who was next to her, she shuffled her body closer, draping her arm over you. you rustled in your sleep, feeling her arm come over your stomach. also being too tired to remember who it was that was sleeping next to you, you pushed your body back into hers to be closer. her arm tightened around you and you nuzzled into the cuddle.
being half awake, the side you had been sleeping on ached against the rock hard bed. with her arm still wrapped around you firmly, you were able to roll over, feeling your body relax as you did. eyes still closed, mind still groggy and not caring because you finally felt warm. ellie’s sweatpants helped, but you were still freezing, as if someone was blowing cold air into the room.
ellie’s arm repositioned itself around your waist and your head rested right under her chin as you snuggled closer. her hand placed itself on your back underneath your hoodie and even though ellie was finally falling into a deep sleep, she rubbed your back absentmindedly. your arm that was once pressed against your chest, crawled it’s way up beneath the arm that was enveloping around you and fell behind her.
with this, ellie sleepy rolled onto her back, retracting her arm that was around you, mindlessly dragging her hand across your arm that still remained over her. your body moved with hers in sync, your head now laying on her chest and your leg hiked up, resting on her legs. she wrapped her other arm around your back, her hand finding the spot on your back and continuing to rub softly. you hummed as she did, her heartbeat prominent in your ears lulling you back to sleep.
feeling warm with you practically on top of her, ellie drifted back asleep. and it wasn’t until the sun was peeking through the small window in the room that her eyes fully opened, and saw the position you two were in. her first instinct was to shove you off of her, but she looked down at your peaceful, sleeping face and couldn’t bring herself to do it. she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, it was still really early and she thought a few more hours wouldn’t kill either of you. she was too tired to move, so she shut her eyes again, shuffling ever so slightly.
you rustled awake at her movements and her eyes opened quickly, meeting yours as you lifted your head. her hand that had been placed on your back for the better part of the night moved to the back of your head, gently playing with your hair, “go back to sleep,” she whispered, her eyes shutting.
your eyes fluttered as she did this and you spoke in a hushed tone, “ellie we–”
“i know, i know,” she muttered faintly, her eyes still closed. “s’fine, just go back to sleep.”
you didn’t protest, too sleepy too and feeling wrapped in her arms didn’t bother you as much as you thought it would. you nuzzled your head into her neck again, feeling the warmth her body brought to you, slowly forgetting every bad thing she has ever said to you and sleep came before you knew it.
part three
#ellie williams#ellie williams x you#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams fic#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams smut#ellie williams x reader smut#ellie williams fanfiction
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A sneaky afterparty/ a Billie Eilish fanfic
a song too math cuz it was on
warning: fingering (kinda), swearing 18+!!!!!
Ever since Billie Eilish's first album came out you have been a huge fan, ALWAYS listening to her music and you had, posters and clothes all Billie Eilish related, but when she was having a concert in your city you just had to go, so when you bought them you were overly excited.
its the day of the concert and you obiously so fucking excited, you get there early and take you seat, which was really close to the stage, a couple hours later the gates closed and the first song started play, you'll never forget the moment you saw billie eiliesh stop onto that stage.
*45 mins later*
as your singing along to a song, she and you make eye contact you started blushing, but obviously she couldn't see that, but just as you were going to grab out your phone she sort of bend down, and dry humped the stage looking directly at you, this made you a big wet and really turned on, at the most sexual parts of songs she'd make eye contact with you, once the song finished she went over to one of the guards and pointed at you, were you in trouble? the guard walked over you go and grabbed you by the arm and with a stern voice he spoke "miss Eilish would like to invite you backstage, would you like too?" I was too stunned, the motherfucking Billie Eilish noticed me? and chose me, out of the thousands of people , I was overthinking maybe it's just a lucky chance or some prize think, as I left the stadium and entered backstage the music getting quieter the further I went he place me on the couch and spoke again "Mrs. Eilish has one song left, after that she will come talk to you, help yourself to the refreshments" and he just walked off, so many questions going through you head, why the fuck did Billie Eilish choose you? and what for?.
just as you were about to ask the guard more questions, the music stopped, and everyone started clapping I looked at the tv, to what looked like her concert just recorded, and a man standing on stage well Billie walked of as he shouted "LADIES AND GENTELMAN, BILLIE EILISH" as she left the stage you could her cameras clicking, the paparazzi were already waiting for her, the guard was able to shove them away, as she approached you and sat next to you, she shoved a cookie in her mouth "18,948" I had no idea what she was saying "18,948 is how much people came" THE Billie Eilish was talking to me?, she turned to me at put out her hand "Billie Eilish" you shook her hand, it was soft, fragile it was warm, like comforting, "Y/n L/n", Billie spoke with a slight seduction in her voice "hot name for a hot girl huh?" you chuckled she thought you were hot??? as she sat next to you for the next couple of minutes, you froze, her hand was going down your inner thigh making you whimper "oh you like that baby mommy going to make you feel good, now open up" without saying anything you spread your clothed legs, Billie ran her hand up and down your leg slowly applying pressure to your clothed pussy and clit, "f-fuck Billie" she applied more pressure "shhhhh, be quiet baby don't want anyone catching us not would you" she was right you didn't want anyone to, I mean being fingered but Billie Eilish is a dream come true, within a couple minutes her hand had gotten into your pants thrusting 2 fingers inside your aching cunt "awh you love mommy's fingers huh? I wand you to come all over them" she started thrusting hard and without a doubt you clench the couch and came on her finger, she slowly took her hand out of your pants while licking them clean while staring at you, she handed you a little cardboard note, with her number on it as she got up she mouther "call me"
that was the best concert ever.
Hey y'all! this was my first fanfiction, I hope you liked it! a very good TikTok edit inspired me, ily y'all!!!!
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"when im fat and old and my kids think im a joke"
hi!! welcome. i suggest putting a seatbelt on and i will pay for your therapy, dont worry. :)
☘ "hi, it's me. im the problem it's me.": im kristen! you can call me kristen or kris. minor. she/her. intp-t. ambivert. 🇵🇭. reader (sort of). notes app writer (sometimes). i could not care less about my dumb typos so deal with it. i suck at math. biiiiiggg ophelia wilde fan. delulu swiftie no.9273737277. rodrigoxpartidge's biggest supporter. claire rosinkranz is the reason for my existence. gracie abrams ily. "how long can we be a sad song?". im married to grayson hawthorne. mirrorball//tolerate it girlie 4 life. stromboli fan until the day i die. nick girlie by heart. pjo stan at this point. harry potter simp. hermione granger is my mother. sherlock and enola holmes stan. "no body, no crime". haylor (sorry not sorry). one direction is my life. FREE PALESTINE. kenji, my spirit animal. jude is so ughhhhh perfect. javery shipper cause jameson for avery, grayson for me :3. massive k!nye west hater so if you like him, please leave. but i love rap. certified professional procrastinator. capricorn (not a believer in those things though). i love reading poetry. correct grammar = non existent. i can (technically) fluently speak 3 languages. i can speak (basic, not much) about 5 languages?. piano enthusiast. very big sport girly (football *soccer. america football can kiss my toes. that sport sucks*, f1, volleyball, badminton, basketball, tennis and hockey fan). walker scobell is perfect and i love him. c²>>>>. sharl leclerc. max the axe. oscar paistry. ankara messi. sewy. leah is my bestie. dior is the best artist no cap. pookie nation frfr. charlie's luke is best luke. andrew is underrated. olivea is jusssttt.
☘ rappers i like//listen to: eminem, lil skies, ysbtril (does he count?), nicki minaj, doja cat (:3), cardi b (rarely), dominic fike (does he count? yk, melodic rap). tbh idk who else lol.
☘ all around favorite artists: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, claire rosinkranz, gracie abrams, the weeknd, doja cat, lil skies, ysbtril, selena gomez (?), harry styles, niall horan, louis tomlinson, zayn, liam payne, one direction, clairo, conan gray, lana del rey, one republic, why don't we, the neighborhood, billie elish, ariana grande, abba, michael jackson.
☘ navigation?:
rambles: #kristenstedtalk
anything i don't proof read: #i didn't proof read this lmao
grayson hawthorne: #loml
cringe posts that idk why i posted: #/j or #post to delete?
asks: #askaroo or #ty for answering <3
sturniolo triplets: #stombolis
☘ follower count (as of march 20): 313 (im actually not sure lol)
☘ DNI: racists, homophobes, sexists and anyone that's ok with any form of discrimination
✼ ҉ ✼ ҉ ✼ ҉ ✼ ҉ ✼ ҉ ✼ ҉ ✼
☘ safe space for: everyone lol
☘ my other accounts: @crysten my writing and other stuff @skeellymellows book rants (AAAH I CANT TAG)
☘ books/movies/series: harry potter, pjo, aggtm, tig, sherlock/enola holmes, little women, black beauty, tsitp, better than the movies. hp, pjo, enola holmes, tsitp, gilmore girls, gossip girl, mean girls, legally blonde, little women, hunger games (haven't read the books), marvel (barely lol), secretariat (my favorite :>>). tbh idk what else lol
☘ my people:
@stvrgirl111//@stvrlighhttt (mare) #maree
@urbanflorals (em) #walkers wife
@gergthecat (scouty) #evil batman sourdough guy #bread man #george
@mqstermindswift (quason) #nickyy
@nqds (NADS) #nads! or was it #NADS! ??
@reminiscentreader (JAS) #theworldneedsmorepeoplelikejas
@sophiesonlinediary (fifi) #fifi <3
@myster3y (kiaraah) #kiaraah
@regisdvmb(reggggg) ✶ @coco6420 (cocoo) ✶ @eddiethebanished (finn :)) ✶ @themidnightarcher ✶ @starchasers-stuff ✶ @what-about-wendy (wendy <3) ✶ @lucinda-008 ✶ @foaming-sea ✶ @lonelycatsblog ✶ @good-old-fashioned-lover ✶ @my-mind-is-frozen ✶ @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies ✶ @baboland ✶ @blocked-zombieartist ✶ @sturn-wrld ✶ @swiftieannah ✶ @weeping-in-the-willows ✶ @s1xseasonsandamov1e ✶ @the-red-archer ✶ @svnflowermoon ✶ @helpimhopelesslyinlove ✶ @doyoujustnotwantto ✶ @atwtmvftvtvsgavralpsss ✶ @oh-whale13 ✶ @bonesofnixie ✶ @art-of-fools (stephanieee) ✶ @percabeths-blue-cookies ✶ @imthatweirdratinthecorner (a rat <3) ✶ @letmeseeallthefrogsinthecity ✶ @that-multi-fandom-hijabi (novaaa) ✶ @rachellelizabethhdare ✶ @sluttypoetsdepartment ✶ @kimu-dem ✶
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apparently i made a shit ton of drawtectives incorrect quotes a few months ago???? i have no memory of doing this but here they are ig. under the cut bc. there's a lot™️
Cop: What are your names?
grendan: Don't tell them, york.
Cop, writing: york...
grendan: Crap.
york: Nice going, grendan.
Cop:
york: Uh oh.
jancy: “Struggle with depression” would seem to imply that I am bad at being depressed when I am, in fact, very proficient at being depressed
york: I’m taking a look at your numbers, and it doesn’t look good. You have a lot of measurements. Quite a few variables.
eugene: Is that… bad?
york: Variables are the #1 risk factor for outcomes. The past is a big contributor to the future.
eugene: Isn’t that just causality?
york: Causality is the leading cause of death in this country.
eugene: So what are my odds?
york: Do you have a family history?
eugene: Of what?
york: Just, in general.
eugene: …Yes?
york: Oh no.
eugene: What is it called when you kill a friend?
jancy: Homicide.
rosé: Murder.
grendan: Homiecide
york, holding a kettle: Coffee or tea?
eugene: Tea.
york: Wrong. It's coffee
rosé: What's two plus two?
eugene: Math.
rosé: ...I will accept that answer
grendan: Norwegia. Is. Not. A. COUNTRY!
york: Then where are Norwegian people from!?
jancy: NORWAY!!
grendan: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons!
rosé: Bet you I can!
jancy: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*
jancy: *sees someone doing something stupid*
jancy: What an idiot.
jancy: *realizes it's grendan*
jancy: Wait, that's MY idiot!
york: We can't lose. Because we have this. *points to his chest*
eugene: We have heart?
york: Heart? No, me. I'm pointing at myself. I'm going to win this for us.
eugene: Uhh.. rosé just asked if we want to…
eugene: “Fell the mighty before their time and display their carcasses in our homes?”
jancy, not even looking up from her phone: She's asking if you wanna cut down Christmas Trees.
eugene: Oh, that makes more sense.
rosé: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, that’s fucked up. Like c'mon, you know I’m dumb as hell!
jancy: We call that a traumatic experience.
jancy, turning to rosé: Not a "bruh moment".
jancy, turning to grendan: Not "sadge".
jancy, turning to york: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".
rosé: I’m doing what I can to jog your memory.
york: It’s jogging, I guess. Its tiddies are jiggling a little.
rosé: Nice
jancy: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.
The Squad: Awwww-
jancy: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."
The Squad: Oh.
grendan: Cronch.
grendan: You hear that? That's the sound of me eating sticks.
jancy: No, don’t—
grendan: Too late
eugene: Someone care to explain why we have 6 dogs in our apartment?
grendan: They're golden retrievers, dude. They retrieve gold. I did this for us.
rosé: I am a responsible adult!
Jancy: *raises brow*
rosé: I am an adult.
york: jancy, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?
jancy: I don’t know, I love you, talk to you later.
york: Alright, I love you too, I'll ask grendan.
jancy: Wait- york, no-
eugene: Are you really planning to shoot the demon?
grendan: Don't worry, it's a holy gun.
eugene: How so?
grendan: It makes holes
rosé: *on the phone with eugene* I can’t talk right now, I’m doing hot girl shit.
eugene: You’re pulling Oreos apart and saving off the frosting to make a mega Oreo, aren’t you.
rosé: Maybe
rosé: I just ended a five year relationship.
eugene: Oh no, are you okay?
rosé: It's okay, it wasn't mine.
jancy: What makes you all smile?
rosé: Friends and Family.
eugene: Snacks.
york: Victory and success.
grendan: Face muscles.
Sorcerer: I give you a cursed amulet!
eugene: Cool! It’ll make me look cute, and the shadow that follows me will make me more active, I’ll get out more!
#drawtectives#very fitting that i found these right in time for s3#tbh any of the drawtectives could be swapped around and it'd still make sense for the most part
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I am also on the buggy-isnt-actually-human agenda 👀 also i cant believe i never thought if boabuggy mean girl squad bc ur so right (im gonna ignore the fact that canon buggy most likely isnt immune to her since he never once showed interest in alvida) which now brings me to: mean gurls boabuggyalvida 😌🧚♀️✨
YESSSSS THANK YOU ILY I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THIS
I actually have an ongoing fic with Buggy as non-human and him and Shanks being brothers and just- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa BRAINROT OKAY
My favorite concept is making Buggy a type of faery. My fic specifically has him as a Harlequinn, solely bc it FIT and I am feral for clown/jesters/etc. I can go into detail if you want, but I don't wanna clog this one
But like.
Buggy is the ONLY person in One Piece with a nose like his. He's hyperaware of that, and it's his biggest visible insecurity. He loves shiny things, treasures, gold, etc. His luck stats are either MAXED OUT or in the NEGATIVES. He is so good at manipulating people ((silver tongue)), and his specialty is smoke and mirrors, enthralling the masses, and he only gets involved when either A) he HAS to, or B) he has reason to protect/claim something. He's an observer most of the time, and he facilitates observation in others as well. And don't get me started by the lure and draw he gives to others to his space, his territory, full of Power, Fortune, Whimsy and Joy. Gods. He's so fascinating I wanna study him under a microscope, wanna put him in Situations ♡♡♡
MOVING ALONG~
Boa+Buggy+Alvida hours
The only thing I think might be rocky is Alvida and Hancock butting heads over beauty, but honestly? I think once they warm up to each other, Hancock would actually be really relieved to not be called the cutest or hottest in the room. I also think the three would be each other's biggest hype sources ((but also refreshingly, brutally honest)).
Personally? I think Buggy might actually be immune to Hancock. When he saw Alvida, he had a passing thought of "Oh, pretty, anyway-" so maybe in Canon he'd also become stone but imagine how funny it out be if she tried stoning him, it didn't work OR he split apart and it only worked a little. Now she is BAMBOOZLED.
Like.... "why didn't this work? What are you, clown? Explain yourself!!"
"..... I mean. You're cute, I guess???? But girl that lip tint is not your palette-"
"What-"
"Here, try this one, I stole it like this morning, it's unopened-"
"Oh that is nice-"
And with that a friendship was born!!
Or alternatively
"Why didn't you turn to stone?"
"Hancock.... I'm gay."
"..."
"And also a bottom."
"......"
"You don'treally seem like a top, but... i mean, you're still pretty though????"
".................."
"OhSeasShe'sGonnaKillMe-"
"Did we just become friends?"
"*surprised clown noises*"
ANYWAY
Yes BoaBuggyVida mean girls bestie squad. Only thing to make it better is including Perona and/or Uta bc I feel like that would be. So much fun.
Also it changes the subtext in the Cross Guild situation a tad, bc Mihawk knows Buggy and Boa get on like a house on fire, he knows Shanks waxes poetic about the clown, and he is so confused bc the math isn't mathing, is he missing something?? Are the others just THAT delusional??? What is the truth?????
But yeah I have so many Boa+Buggy+Vida concepts and it is. So much. All the brainrot. I love the dumb little clown dude and his army of simps and girlboss besties
#Boa+Buggy+Vida#buggy is my baby#thank you for the ask ilysm#one piece#buggy the clown#buggy d. clown#warlords of the sea#buggy headcanons#buggy is not human and i'll die on this hill
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stranger things social media au part 3
this is eddie's party (which he threw at steve's house) and the aftermath of it !
cw: mentions of alcohol consumption and hangovers. steve being a jealous little shit in the comments
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b.hargrove
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b.hargrove: omw to harringtons to reclaim my crown as keg king
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johnnybyers: broooooo why is tommy hagan staring at your ass
↳ b.hargrove: no why are you actually right
↳ johnnybyers: lowkey sus
↳ y/ns.priv24: calm down among us
stevie.h: watch yourself hargrove. coming for your crown fr
↳ b.hargrove: id like to see you try harrington
↳ y/ns.priv24: stop flirting with my boyfriend bitch
↳ b.hargrove: HOW IS THAT FLIRTING
y/ns.priv24
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y/ns.priv24: beer pong but make it cider (cause nancy and i hate beer and the boys would clearly do anything for us including changing their favourite game)
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johnnybyers: the things we do for you girls
↳ y/ns.priv24: you love us
↳ johnnybyers: only sometimes
thefreakmunson: it was worth it cause i got to see you drunk off of 3 ciders
↳ y/ns.priv24: and 2 vodka lemonades
↳ stevie.h: and 2 tequila sunrises. c'mon munson keep up
↳ thefreakmunson: sure sure
willthewise: i'm telling mom you got drunk. she's gonna kill you
↳ y/ns.priv24: sorry kid that doesn't apply to me now that i'm 21
↳ willthewise: oh yeah. damn
b.hargrove: never changing the rules of beer pong for you guys ever again. find your own drinking game
↳ thefreakmunson: if you don't like the new game throw your own party then hargrove
↳ b.hargrove: shut up
stevie.h
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stevie.h: reckon i've got enough jello shots?
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y/ns.priv24: i call every single green one.
↳ stevie.h: baby youre such a lightweight youll be hammered after 3
↳ y/ns.priv24: i didnt ask?
↳ stevie.h: so petty
↳ y/ns.priv24: you love it
↳ itsbuckleybitch: get a room lovebirds
nanceewheeler
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nanceewheeler: me and j xx
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y/ns.priv24: i think i deserve some credit for these amazing photography skills
↳ nanceewheeler: we appreciate your fantastic photo skills
↳ johnnybyers: nance is right. thank you for being amazing at photography (after i showed you the ropes) baby sis
↳ y/ns.priv24: youre more than welcome big brother
itsbuckleybitch: cuties
↳ nanceewheeler: ily
willthewise: jonathan you look drunk in this hahaha
↳ johnnybyers: hahahaha youre right
↳ argyledude: "look" sure thing bro
↳ y/ns.priv24: argyle when tf did you get insta
↳ argyledude: ive always had it. just prefer to stalk than to comment baby byers
↳ y/ns.priv24: valid. also will is baby byers
↳ argyledude: oh shit yeah you're right
itsbuckleybitch
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itsbuckleybitch: these wimps should be grateful that they're friends with me and y/n cause eddie bought 2 six packs and thought it would be enough for everyone
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y/ns.priv24: me and rob supplying the good stuff (aka vodka) as per
↳ itsbuckleybitch: what would they do without us and my ID honestly
thefreakmunson: shut up guys i bought 3 six packs. that's 18 beers
↳ itsbuckleybitch: thank you for doing the math for me. i'm afraid i would've struggled if you didnt
↳ thefreakmunson: fuck you
madmaxx: can you save me some pls
↳ y/ns.priv24: yeah but don't tell billy
↳ b.hargrove: byers i swear to god if you give my little sister vodka ill kill you.
↳ y/ns.priv24: "little sister" aw you never call her that
↳ b.hargrove: i'm serious. do not give that kid vodka.
↳ y/ns.priv24: billy obviously i'm not going to give your sister vodka. that would be ridiculous (sorry max)
↳ madmaxx: ugh billy you're so annoying
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the aftermath
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itsbuckleybitch
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itsbuckleybitch: he woke up looking like this
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y/ns.priv: lookin sexy as ever baby
↳ stevie.h: youre so wrong for taking this pic
b.hargrove: man that keg challenge really took you out
↳ stevie.h: i know
thefreakmunson: jesus you're hanging wtf you only did the keg challenge
↳ stevie.h: have you ever done the keg challenge??
↳ thefreakmunson: not necessarily no but i know 2 people who have
↳ y/ns.priv24: i think you mean 3?? me steve and billy??
↳ thefreakmunson: HA you haven't done it don't play w me you don't even like beer
↳ b.hargrove: nah man she has. it's terrifying. she beat my record first try
↳ thefreakmunson: 😧
y/ns.priv24
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y/ns.priv24: much needed hangover cuddles from nance
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nanceewheeler: i'm always here for hungover cuddles 🫶🫶
↳ y/ns.priv24: love you
stevie.h: where's my hangover cuddle :(
↳ thefreakmunson: "where ma hug at 🥺"
↳ y/ns.priv24: EDDIE LMFAO
↳ stevie.h: 😐
b.hargrove
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b.hargrove: me and y/n on the mandatory hangover cure coffee run
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itsbuckleybitch: i better get my venti vanilla iced latte
↳ y/ns.priv24: dw bbg it's otw
↳ stevie.h: 'bbg' go fuck yourself what do you think this is
↳ b.hargrove: god someones jealous
↳ y/ns.priv24: sorry stevie. i can call you bbg if you want ;)
↳ itsbuckleybitch: yeah no lets not
thefreakmunson
thefreakmunson: shut the fucking blinds
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nanceewheeler: you could also just sleep somewhere else?
↳ thefreakmunson: i wish i could, but i cant. well... can but... wont. should, maybe, but... shornt...
↳ johnnybyers: wtf are you even saying
↳ thefreakmunson: what part of shornt dont you understand
↳ y/ns.priv24: yeah you no longer have netflix priveliges
↳ thefreakmunson: NO
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ugh these are so fun to make
#stranger things#steve harrington#billy hargrove#nancy wheeler#robin buckley#eddie munson#jonathan byers#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x y/n#stranger things x reader#stranger things fic#stranger things social media au#will byers#steve harrington x you#jayne writes
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SLIDES SHADES ON, KICKS DOOR DOWN AND FALL ONTO YOUR FLOOR, GUESS WHOS BACKKK!;!!;
🌕💗!!!!
BUT AHHHHHFHDH LATIN DOTTORE STILL MAKJNG ME LOSE MY SHIT
and so many of the other posts that i was binginf just now too oh em GEEEEEEE, specifically fragile/coma reader comjng back to sumeru and all that AHHFHEHHHH
ANF ALSO I CANT BELIEVE U REMEMBERED ABT MT EXAMS AND STUFF 😭💗 i got my results recently!! A* EEEKFK back on the grind tho unfortunately
also rlly rlly thinking bout dottore randomly giving fragile reader academic/research-y things to do cus he knows they crave and miss the days where they could get on wit their stuff YKKK??
also omg sometimes i’m scared to like send any kind of brainrot in cus what if someone else has said a similar thing AND AHHDHH
but yea also thinkjng bout tutor zandik + akademiya reader MNNNFFNF
ALSO ZANDIK X POET READER i feel like zandik from like the akademiya days wojld be all poetry’s stupid 🫤 but like one day findinf readers lil poetry notebook whilst tryna find his own research in their dorm and flipping through and finding it littered with references to cerulean blue locks and vermillion irises..and maybe just maybe, poetry isn’t so bad after all
smooches i’ve missed bombarding ur inbox
SMOOCHESSSS :( <33333
🌕 ANONNNN AHHH IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so glad you've been doing well, congrats on your exams!! I'm glad your hard work paid off, such a scholar 😍 But you better not overwork yourself that hard again! ALSO. DON'T BE AFRAID TO SEND ANYTHING IN!! I LOVE!! hearing what you have to say okay?? Ily 🌕 anon!! PLEASE BOMBARD MY INBOX. I LOVE IT.
HAHAHA it seems like a ton of Dottore brainrot has been infiltrating your brain huh 😅 Dottie speaking Latin really revolutionized ours brains hngg bUT WAIT I LOVE YOUR IDEA. THAT'S SO CUTE. Oh my gosh newdndow how do I phrase this. He knows you still have a love of knowledge and other things you used to be so into :( But nowadays it's died down since you don't think you're cut out for that stuff anymore, even though you miss it. Dottore being the one who respects and acknowledges your intelligence the most would not let you think that way! He'll let you indulge in as much knowledge as you want to. It's far better here anyway, with no restrictions. He'll even let you sit on his lap while you flip through his notes and try to analyze them. Okay and bear with me, this sounds strange but he would make up fake scenarios/brain teasers for you, and these would be PAGES long and you'd have to figure out the answer and report back to him 😭
Also made me think of this angsty af scenario of the day you officially got kicked out from the Akademiya... The sages and profs were so unsympathetic with your condition despite multiple proofs and notes of it being real... no matter how much you begged and sobbed, they refused to accommodate you and revoked your position in the school. Yes, it could be absolutely freaking brutal in there with the workload of assignments and all, on top of your illness too, but you still had dreams. Dreams that you were working so, so hard to pursue... you were trying your best, why couldn't they work with you? You go back to your room to try and pack since they want you out but your stuff just ends up strewn on the floor while you cry. When Zandik comes back you don't even bother hiding your tears or the reason behind them. You can see he's absolutely furious and about to let pure foulness leave his mouth but you interrupt him with a few simple words - "Zandik, just hold me, please." You don't want to hear any words at this moment, because you know nothing will be alright, but at least his touch grounds whatever is left of you to this world.
Okay moving on... Nah I need tutor Zandik. If he saw my dumb ahh while doing math... gone 😭 HEHE I love this trope... i can imagine initially being very serious about trying to learn. But then their tutor is this cutie? Welp, all of that going down the drain. Though, I think it would be pretty sweet if reader ends up learning anyway. Because the professor's way of teaching is so outdated or simply doesn't work for you but somehow when Zandik explains it you're like ?? oh! That's so much simpler! Another possibility - reader purposely flunking so they can get assigned to Zandik for tutoring 🤭 Bro would be flabbergasted that you're wasting both his and your time... because you thought he was... c-cute? Disgusting.
YEAAAA I ADORE DOT AND POET READER I THINK IT'S SOOO ROMANTIC 😭❤️ lmao yea that man would think poetry/non-academic writing is sooo boring like why would you even waste your time on that 😒 You gave up LONG ago trying to convince him why you love it so much but all of a sudden he becomes a teensy more receptive to it... i wonder why? Totally not because he freaking read every single one of your poems, from the serious to silly ones, most definitely not because he found one named after him with a bunch of sweet references... he doesn't care but they were not that bad... he guesses.
#smooches talks#🌕 anon#fragile reader <3#dottore love notes <3#in my head i call you “moonie anon” 😭😭❤️#AHHHHWDEDE U INSPIRED SO MUCH BRAINROT ILYYYY#ur dottore brainrots r always so good i love them
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More bug army incorrect quotes
Easton: *sees someone doing something stupid*
Easton: What an idiot.
Easton: *realizes it's Korey*
Easton: Wait, that's MY idiot!
Emerald : I'm bored, any suggestions?
Raine: Sleeping is nice.
Emerald : I acknowledge your suggestion, and I’m deciding to ignore it.
Azren: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.
Jemma: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
Azren: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??
Jemma: Is it working?
Easton: Given the circumstances, I will let you hug me for four to five seconds.
Korey: Forty five seconds?!?
Easton: No! I said four TO five seconds.
Korey, hugging Easton: Too late.
Malachi: Do you guys want to see a butterfly?
Vincent : Ooh, yes please!
Calix , with their laptop open: I'm not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug!
Malachi: It's not a bug though...
Calix : ...
Vincent : ...
Calix : Well I still don't want to see.
Vincent , realizing: Please don't throw-
Malachi: Whee! *throws a stick of butter*
Victor , rushing into the room: It’s terrible, just terrible! I am so upset!
Amber : Victor , honey, sit down! Sweetheart, tell us all about it. Korey, would you get Victor some water?
Korey: What are they gonna do with water? Has water ever made you feel better when you were upset? Have you ever heard anyone say, “Thank God, the water’s here!”?
Joan: We need to distract these guys.
Lucy : Leave it to me.
Lucy : Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
Emerald & Victor : *immediately begin arguing*
One of bugs who’s taking care of a sick Marco: and what do we say to the universe, when we’re having a bad day?
Marco who’s sick: how dare you seek to inconvenience me. I have been through things that you could not fathom.
Bodie seeing jemma in her demon form in a cage: uh why is she in cage?
Easton: Because she growled at me
Jemma who’s on her cycle and in her demon form: *Demonic growling
(I think that would be a funny drawing idea if anyone wants to draw it :3)
Jemma : Azren, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?
Azren: I don’t know, I love you, talk to you later.
Jemma: Alright, I love you too, I'll ask Amber.
Azren: Wait- Jemma , no-
Korey: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.
Amber: No, that's not how you make cookies.
Nash : FLOOR IT!!
Korey: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?
Amber: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-
Korey: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!
Malachi: DO IT!
Amber: NO-
Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?
Korey: Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.
Malachi: Boo! Boo, I say!
Jemma: Malachi?
Malachi: Oh, I am not Malachi. I am the scariest thing known to mankind. A failed math test!
Jemma: Yeah, right… I’m gonna move on now…
Malachi: You can run, but it won’t be to the college of your choice!
Bugs in this one
Korey- @rozeliyawashereyall
Amber- @astralbulldragon13
Nash- @lightdragon789
Azren- @strayharmony943
Malachi- @stxph-artist
Vincent & Victor- @littlesiren79
Easton- @itsargyle
Emerald- @aspenm00n
Joan- @rustycopper4use
Lucy- @castbracelet240
Calix- @pinkcocopuff-aqualoid
Raine- @willowve01
Marco- @magebunkshelf (I don’t know if he’ll see this)
#obsidian lantern#the bug army#mage bunkshelf#capital m audios#gator boys#daysprite#bug army incorrect quotes
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Hi! 47, 48 and 49 for the headcanon tag if you are still writing them please ty ily 🧡🖤
47. AU if they had a more normal childhood- How would they be in high school? (Would Ian be a jock? a cheerleader? would he be popular? Would Mickey enjoy studying? what's his favorite subject?) i don't think there's a universe where ian and mickey have normal childhoods and still come out the other end as ian and mickey. but if they had somewhat-stable childhoods? i think they would still be the goofy army kid and the drug dealer. mickey would barely make it to graduation and he would be a class behind, but he wouldnt drop out without even finishing freshman year like in canon. ian loves rotc but he doesnt have tunnel vision fkr joining the military, because hes not as desperate to get away and start a new life. maybe ian gets his math tutoring from mickey, and mickey studies for english tests with ian. i love aus where they are more than just secret fuckbuddies in high school. i need more of them holed up in ians room at dinnertime, passing cigs and joints, teaching each other about inverse trig functions and symbolism in the great gatsby. yeah a lot of things are still shit and they still make a lot of mistakes. yeah mickeys dad is still a piece of shit and ian barely makes it through senior year from the stress of his diagnosis. but it's better. and they are still ian and mickey. so it's all still worth it in the end
48. After awhile, do you think people got to Ian and Mickey for relationship advice? (Gallaghers / friends / franny ) i definitely think debbie tries to subtly hound mickey for info about sandy. what she's doing, where she's at, who she's hanging out with. at first mickey tells her to ask sandy her fucking self, but he realizes 1. he has to be nicer to the only free welder he knows 2. nothing he does to deflect the questions actually makes debbie leave him alone. so he answers her curtly and holds in his annoyance for debbie's obsession with his cousin. eventually he actually tells her something worth listening to, and debbie takes the hint and tries a new tactic for approaching sandy (debbie hasn't been able to get her out of her head and she needs closure or she's gonna combust)
i think lip and tami also sometimes try to drag gallavich into their fights. "you know what it's like living together in a small space, tell her im right." "you've made your relationship work for a while, why dont you give him some advice on how to do the same thing." ian tries to stay out of it because hes very biased toward lip, but mickey honestly dgaf about lip and tami's relationship so he tells them they're both equally and dumb and annoying and they better find someone else to talk to about all this relationship shit before he rigs their duplex with c-4s
49. Gallaghers post canon: Does Lip go back to school/ gets a profession? Do all of them talk to Fiona? What happened with Debbie and Heidi/ Sandy? Franny? Does Carl open the cop bar/ stays a cop? Does Liam live with Lip and Tami? How does he deal with Franks death? okok i have many thoughts about post-s11. i will be as succinct as possible as to not write a 10 page essay about my fanon theories. if y'all want that you'll have to pay me to go on a podcast or smth.
i don't think lip goes back to school, at least not in the near future. maybe further down the line, but for now he's in the mechanic and refurbishing business. which honestly he can make a hell of a lot of money doing so i see no reason why he would feel the need to go back to school and burn himself out and be in debt all over again.
the siblings keep in contact with fiona. i like to imagine she eventually moves much closer to chicago like fort wayne or springfield. somewhere that makes long weekend visits possible. they definitely facetime and are on good terms. if she moves closer i can see liam possibly moving to live with her? or at least stay with her during summer break
fuck heidi i really dgaf about her. i hope debbie and sandy can at least make up and be cordial with each other. i think they are very off-and-on for a looong time. toxic situationship that neither can seem to get away from. they both got shit they gotta figure out if they ever wanna be girlfriends again. sandy throwing debbies trauma in her face was FUCKT UP. and what the hell was with her secret son?? that plot was weird as hell😭
carl dont need to be a cop so yeah i will make him a bartender instead. fuck the cop bar thing, but they can have, like...a cop night or something. like tuesdays and thursdays during happy hour they get a discount or smth. but i REFUSE to turn it entirely into a cop bar. carl lives in the apartment above it
ummm okay so first and foremost lip is NOT selling that house idc what anyone says I AM NOT LETTING HIM DO THAT. DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD THE HOUSING MARKET GOT IN 2021? FUCK OFF. he and tami are either gonna have to suck it the fuck up and live in the gallagher house (ITS A FREE FUCKING HOUSE!!!!) with liam and probably also debbie and franny at least for a little while longer, or lip has to stop being an idiot and live in one of the MANY FREE HOUSING OPTIONS TAMIS FAMILY GAVE THEM. DONT piss me off phillip. with carl, ian, and mickey out of the house i don't see why they can't live there for at least a couple years. debbie can take her time finding an apartment while still living there, liam can have some semblance of normalcy in his life without having to move schools, the older sibs can get their own room (lip and tami, debbie, liam, franny and fred), if they can't make it work then they can't make ANYTHING work. it's literally half as crowded. and i think liam takes franks passing really hard, but i like to think everyone is much more supportive of him than ian was toward mickey when terry died. liam, carl, and mickey can have a heart-to-heart about their complex relationships with their dads. i dont think fiona comes up for the funeral - she probably goes on a bender in miami lbr. but i imagine liam has a decent enough support system that he won't be traumatized by franks deathl
#asks#anonymous#well i failed in staying succinct#shameless#shameless meta#shameless headcanons#wall of text#long post
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what would someone consider art block do i qualify to say art block bc i havent drawn properly ever since i was kid and it has been years bc i got demotivated to bc all my friends were way better than me STOP
but i finally am attempting to draw w digital art for the first time and i havent actually attempted to draw properly bc all i end up doing are chibis of sae rin and gojo on all my papers 💔
im attempting to draw rin with 0 knowledge of anatomy and my little to no experience of rendering except redrawing whenever i do tweening STOP IM GONNA DO RIN SO DIRTY BUT ITS OKAY ITS NOT LIKE ANYONE IS GONNA SEE IT .. if it turns out well ill update but the sad part is the sketch actually looks somewhat decent .. 💔 im gonna disappoint myself so hard icant do this watch me give up in an hour
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erm I say art block is like you have zero inspiration on what to draw like for editing you will have those times you have no inspiration on what to edit LMAO for you I'll say you probably don't have enough motivation to draw especially with your artistic friends! I USED TO DRAW LIKE BACK IN 2020 and lord take the wheel i had no clue what I was thinking.. SOME WERE CUTE idk abt the ocs.. BUT I REALLY WANNA LEARN HOW TO DRAW ESPECIALLY FOR IMRAE I love imrae so much I made her my blog name HELP
LMAO SAME WITH THE CHIBIS but actually I just drew link and his sword in my old book I also drew gojo in halves in my maths book idk why
HELPME I WISH YOU LUCK!! even if rin looks like he's from out of space he's rin so it will be out of this world! (with love ily) OKAY BUT JOKES ASIDE PRACTICE WILL HELP SO EVEN IF YOU DONT LIKE THE RIN DRAWING YOU WILL LEARN FROM MISTAKES DONT GIVE UP🤬🤬🤬
bro I'm so hungry rn my mommy is making food and it smells so good BUT ITS NOT HELPING MY SITUATION. anyways GOID LOCK POPO!!
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oh nooooo i tripped and fell for u into ur ask box
eating ny ice cream rn ;; strawberry is such a weird flavour like if i had to choose and get one i would not get strawberry but if irs rhere at home im finishinf ALL of it
ALSO, DRAWING ON PEOPLE'S HANDS 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️
anyways about the iwa smau!!! genuinely have no motivation rn #tweaks BUT i would like to say that the yn is shamelessly based off me like i have consumed acrylic paint on multiple occasions (today) (with ice cream)
ILYT!!!!! IM WRITING THIS RN SO I CANT RESPOND (CRIES)
lost a mark in my chem test today im tweaking
BUT THE FREAKY ENGLISH TEACHER SAID IM ON THE RIGHT TRACK AND DOING GOOD AND AN ATTENTIVE STUDENT AND LIKR????????? ERMMMM SHES INSANE BUT FHE ACADEMIC VALIDATION GOES SOOO HARD
also like lowkey icl i was hanging around ur blog again rn and thats why i decided to send an ask !! ur blog is so pretty rrrrr
I ALSO BASICALLY JUST PEAKED IN HS CUZ THE LIBRARIAN RECOGNISED ME AND GAVE ME A BOOK RECOMMENDATION AND LET ME TAKE IT EVEN THOUGH IT DIDN'T HAVE THE PROPER STUFF TO BE FILED AS BORROWED (like each book has a code and this one didnt and she STILL gave it to me) SO LIKE BASICALLY SHE TRUSTS ME BC IVE BEEN OVER HERE FOR LIKE A YESR AT LEADT TAKING A BOOK THEN COMING BACK 1-2 DAYS LATER CUZ I FINISHED IT LOLOLS
also about OUR iwa fic i was js thinking like,, fake dating this dumbass b word ushiwaka and hes like ?? why me ??? "ur names rhyme kind of" ?? wth ??
lowkey think im immune to anything thats in acrylic paint now bc i have Eaten So Much Of It
anyways the book is lowkey good i havent finished it YET but irs called the girl on the train and like woahhhhhh smth like that at our super conservative school is iNsane
i hope u feel better soon!!! if u dont ill fly over and idk. magic
i have a maths test tmr rjejsjskssk the topic is fun but I Don't Know what if i Fail
OSHIT I WAS SUPPOSED TO LOCK IN AND DO HW OOPS ERM HRU TELL ME AB UR DAY ETC ETC and also any sav x yaku tidbits youd like to drop <- forgot the ship name AND AND AND THE ANONS THINF IS SO REAK KMFG
ok byebye ily xx
ah thats a shame 😞😞 hope your knee or whatever u banged on the way in heals up well lina 😞
yum yum yum ice cream!! i hope ur enjoying it!! also thats so real i feel like strawberry ice cream is just an odd flavor... but true that i always eat the strawberry ice cream in the freezer just to spite my other roommate (with love!!!) LMAO
also real 🙂↕️🙂↕️ i adore when people draw on me or let me draw on them it js makes me so happy <3
DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO WORK ON IT!! BE SPORADIC!! DO IT WHENEVER YOU GET IDEAS!!! WE WILL STICK AROUND TO READ WHENEVER U DECIDE TO WRITE
NOOO NOT THE CHEM TEST IM SORRY LINA :((( ITLL ALL WORK OUT THO
NOT THE ENGLISH TEACHER. IM SORRY SHES MY OPP FROM WHAT IVE HEARD ABOUT HER SHES FREAKY I FEAR. BUT FOR THE ACADEMIC VALIDATION I SUPPOSE I GET IT...
HELP i didnt ever realize how much time you spent on my blog like genuinely 😭 BUT THANK YOU SM!! im super proud of this theme even tho its not the most intricate <3
WOOOW THE LIBRARIAN RECOGNIZED YOU AND TRUSTED YOU W AN UNFILED BOOK??? i aspire to be you but i never step foot into my school library i much prefer my public library... there's sm more books that i read there!!! BUT THATS GENUINELY SO COOL WTF
bro that fic will genuinely be so funny 😭 like the quote we were yapping ab earlier "ushijima?? the hell?? you don't even go to the same school as him?? 😨" iwa would be more confused than anything at first AND I THINK THATS HILARIOUS!! and pls ushijima just AGREEING hes a closeted himbo i swear i swear i swear
alina im genuinely concerned over the fact that you CONSUME acrylic paint? but whatever? i guess? please dont eat too much that's definitely not meant to be consumed 🧍♀️
im gonna add that book to my tbr list!! i read the synopsis and it sounds pretty good tbh
THANK YOU!! my roomie is taking care of me so i'll probably be fine within the next few days 🙂↕️
AND GOOD LUCK!! im sure you'll do amazing dont even play w me rn alina YOU WILL DO SO SO SO WELL YOU LITTLE MATH NERD (affectionate)
OH YEAH GO DO HOMEWORK WTF 😭 IM GOOD! I FEEL BETTER TODAY <3 IVE BEEN IN BED SINCE I WOKE UP SO THERE ISNT MUCH TO TELL YOU ABOUT BUT UHHHH LAST NIGHT I WATCHED HOWLS MOVING CASTLE WITH MY ROOMMATE!! SAV X YAKU IS SAVORI!!! COURTESY OF BAKERY ANON MY LOVE 🙂↕️🙂↕️ UMM I DONT HAVE TIDBITS RN BUT ILL DM YOU WITH RANDOM ONES SOMETIME DURING THE DAY TRUST!!
bye bye!! ily ily <3
#asks!!#alina ily alina#my platonic soulmate literally written in the stars honeypie loml sugarplum!!
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omg i hate that guy <- not really anymore,, he's a good teacher my grades shot up SO fast (D->A within three months of him teaching) BUT LIKEEEE HES BEEN TEACHING ME SINCE 8TH GRADE AND SAYS LIKE 1 GOOD THING EVERY 6 MONTHS
HE ARRIVED AS SOON AS I READ UR ANSWER
he said i did well today 😎 and if i study properly ill do the same in all my next exams !!1! i have to start a bunch of different coachings eww
ANYWAYS i woke up at like 5 today (us moment) !! idk why because i had online classes that started from 9
sleep early tho!!!!!!! i hate waking up and i hate sleeping i hate everything actually
i conked out at 11:30pm last night (omfg i did not know i could do that)
im doing so good (still high off the grades) but like lowkey panicking bc of the next exams !! my goal is to beat my sister's records <//3 basically she's pike crazy good and got 7 A* and 1 B </3 i alr got an A* in the subject she got a B in, and then i have like 7 more subjects to give exams of :[
but like she is ACTUALLY so good at studies n shit she got the highest grades in her batch in biology in this years board exams (wtf!) and when she gave her 10th grade boards she got like the highest marks in economics in 34 years/basically the whole school history i will cry .
the english teacher i have rn is fucking insane she told us callous and careless are the same thing i almost cried
she also spelled ajar as ajure
NOW YOU MIGHT SAY but lina thats hecking stupid !! its not her first language:( SHE HAS A DEGREE?? AND IS THE HEAD OF THE ENGLISH DEPARTMENT ??? and she took up four classes (4hrs) just talking about the SYLLABUS not even what we're learning
im aiming for like,, country highest at least in english so having her is a terrifying thought
ALSO A GIRL FROM THE BATCH ABOVE ME GOT WORLD HIGHEST IN HER MATH BOARD EXAM (100%!?!?)
okay anyways ill go erm sorry for yapping.. IM STARTING MY HEALTHY STUDY GIRL ERA AND STUDY NOW!!! honestly im quite proud of myself because like a year and a bit ago my grades were like,, 1 U, 3 Ds, 5 Cs and 1 B like wtf .. anyways the subject i got a U in back then,, i got 90% in boards this year ! and my lowest grade recently was 80% like chat we r eating ts up
IVE TALKED ENOUGH THANKS FOR LISTENING OR WHATEVER NOW I FEEL EMBARRASSED
STAY SAFE AND HYDRATED NESS ILY ILY ILY BYEBYE :)
DON'T FEEL EMBARASSED!!!!! I LOVE TO HEAR YOU TALK <3333 (sorry i got distracted and immediately read the bottom paragraph LET ME READ FROM THE START) LMAO I'M GLAD YOUR TUTOR IS GOOD AT TEACHING!! EVEN IF HE'S NOT NICE 😔😔😔 KNOW THAT YOU'RE DOING SO WELL LINA!!! I'LL COMPLIMENT U AND CHEER U ON IF HE WON'T <3
LINA SIDE TAGENT THAT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH i love how energetic your writing is!!! like it's rubbing off on me <33 i was feeling a little sleepy but now that i'm reading your ask i feel more like !!! awake!!!! this is all /pos I JUST WANTED TO SAY I LOVE THE WAY YOU TALK </33 BUT PLEASE 5 AM???? AND YOUR FIRST ONLINE CLASS IS AT 9??? PLEASE BRO WHY IS THAT THE USUAL?? 😭 WHEN MY FIRST CLASSES WERE ONLINE IN HIGH SCHOOL I FR WOKE UP AT LIKE 8 EVERYDAY (bc idk how they were for you but like google meets were once a week and optional bc they'd just record it anyway so i'd watch the recordings at like 2x speed while doomscrolling tumblr or something)
YOU SLEEP EARLY PLEASE!! or like sleep more idk 😭😭 i could never wake up at 5 am willingly you're amazing for that 😭 the "i hate everything actually" is SO real it made me laugh so hard PLEASE 😭
YOUR SISTER SOUNDS CRAZY??? LIKE GOOD LUCK BEATING HER RECORDS IG </3 BUT PLEASE DON'T STRESS YOURSELF OUT OR MAKE IT A BIG DEAL !! YOU DID AMAZING THIS TIME AROUND WITH YOUR EXAMS AND IK YOU'LL DO GREAT AGAIN BUT DEFINITELY DON'T STRESS YOURSELF OUT TOO MUCH PLEASE!! i cannot believe the thing about your sister having the highest grades in ECONOMICS in like 34 years because economics is NOT fun that class made like 0 sense to me like bro if the global market is crashing and economists don't understand it HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND IT ?????????
CALLOUS AND CARELESS ARE THE SAME THING????????? HELLO????????????? HOW IS SHE A TEACHER I'M SO SORRY BUT LIKE EVEN IF IT'S NOT HER FIRST LANGUAGE THAT MEANS NOTHING LIKE BEING AN ENGLISH TEACHER IS NOT THE ONLY JOB OUT THERE IF SHE CAN'T TEACH ENGLISH THEN LIKE MAYBE SHE CAN TEACH SOMETHING ELSE??? BC I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY'RE LETTING HER TEACH IF SHE'S DOING THINGS LIKE THAT 😭 AND SHE'S THE HEAD OF THE DEPARTMENT AND EVERYTHING??? EVEN CRAZIER???? good luck with your goals though!! i believe in u <3
WHY IS YOUR GRADE BREAKING LIKE ALL THESE RECORDS?????? LIKE I KEEP READING MORE PARAGRAPHS AND WITH EVERY WORD MY CONFIDENCE IN MY OWN SCHOLARLY ACCOMPLISHMENTS IS DEPLETING LMAO 😭😭 I DID NOT BREAK ANY RECORDS BUT GOOD FOR U GUYS!!!
amazing job with the better grades!! and i love your healthy study girl era!! please make sure to take care of yourself and keep your mind and body nourished <333 i hope you're doing alright!! i just saw something on your blog recently that made me want to make sure you're doing alright!!! please know that my dms are always open to you!! <33 take it easy and you're an amazing person <3 you're so sweet and talented please let me know if you need anything!!
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Excerpt from There Were Six of Them
Lux
A Sunday in November, Junior Year
It was Sunday, and on Sundays the gang went out for brunch.
Today, the weather was so dark and rainy that Lux had mistakenly thought it was only seven in the morning when she woke up past ten. Even at eleven, when she had finally dragged herself out of bed, there was still a small shower that soaked through her Uggs.
Ugh, why she wore them, when they were impractical as hell, she had no answer.
Every Sunday their entire friend group straggled out of bed to flock to a restaurant for a late breakfast, usually Lux’s treat because she loved spending money on her friends. It was her way of making up for things, she supposed.
Because today was so cold and gloomy, they decided to go to a retro dinner by the main street in town for some cheer. It wasn't far, so Lux decided to walk.
On her way, she pulled out her phone, reading through messages in the group chat to make sure everyone was going to be there.
She cherished these moments when they were all together, not that they were few and fleeting, but because she hated being alone.
A new message popped up.
Codi: Me n North running late k ily bye
Lux felt fleeting nausea in her stomach, but responded back with an enthusiastic ‘k’.
She bit her thumbnail, a habit she did whenever she was deep in thought.
Lux hoped everything was okay with Nick. He had disappeared yesterday and caused quite a panic. Luckily, they had found him in the end, but only Codi and Flynn had seen him. She was left to worry if what they said about his state was true.
Lux arrived at the diner faster than she had thought, but luckily Cleo and Flynn were already there. Flynn lived just down the street, so it was hard for him to be late.
“Hey guys,” Lux smiled and waved.
They waved back, offering their own greetings.
“Is Summer not here yet?” Lux asked.
Cleo answered, “No, she couldn't make it, remember? She has that competition in Manchester, she won't be back until tonight.”
“Oh, right.” Lux had completely forgotten. Again, that nausea in her gut surfaced.
“Oh!! But since it's still early maybe we can FaceTime her. I don't think her game starts until one, if we hurry we may catch her before she goes to warm up.”
“Yeah,” Lux agreed. Flynn gave two thumbs up, but Lux didn't think he had been listening. He was looking up the street.
“They're gonna be late, should we sit down?”
“Yeah, let's get out of the rain.”
Lux followed the two inside. A waitress led them to their favorite booth, they'd been here so many times the staff already knew their habits well.
Lux sat on one side and Cleo and Flynn slid into the opposite one.
Lux rubbed her hands together. They were cold.
Cleo must have picked up on this. Absently, she reached across the table to hold them in her own. Lux was glad for the heat. Her friend's familiarity with her habits almost made her cry.
“So what did you think of the math test, Lux?” Flynn began the idle chatter. “I did way worse than I wanted to..”
The conversation went back and forth about school and clubs and movies until they were interrupted by the arrival of Codi and Nick. Nick was trailing behind Codi, stooped over, like a lost puppy.
Codi greeted them all loudly, “Don't worry guys, your favorite has arrived!” He slid into the seat next to Lux, Nick right after him.
“I wasn't worried.” Flynn mumbled, with playful antagonism.
Codi kicked him under the table.
He slung an arm around Lux's shoulder, pressing up against her. “Did you at least miss me, Luxy?”
“You were late like, ten while minutes, so, no.” She pretended to push him out of her space but secretly she was glad for his warmth. It must have been cold in the diner.
Lux’s head turned to Nick, and she saw Cleo’s eyes on him as well. Nick was jittering his fingers nervously.
When no one said anything, he folded first.
“I’m so sorry for disappearing yesterday I know it was really irresponsible but I promise nothing bad happened.” He had his hands pressed together and head down as if he was begging for their forgiveness.
Lux chuckled, “That's alright North, important thing is you're safe.”
Cleo nodded. “Yeah, and you can always come talk to us if you need to get your thoughts out, none of us mind.”
Codi added, “Don't worry guys, I already gave him the lecture.”
Nick looked grateful. With the apology over, he seemed less nervous and shifted back into his usual self.
Codi asked, “Hey, where's Captain Levi? She running late?”
Captain Levi was Codi’s nickname for Summer. Lux did not know how or why he started calling her that, maybe because she was always captain of every sports team she joined, but Codi likes having weird nicknames for his friends.
“No, she’s at competition in Manchester. Oh! We should try calling her now, actually.” Cleo pulled out her phone and presumably rang Summer.
After a few seconds, she picked up.
“Heyyyy!” Everyone at the table said in unison.
Summer chuckled on the other end. Wherever she was, it sounded noisy.
“Aww, hi everyone.” When she saw Nick, her face brightened, “Nick!! You're okay? Everything safe and sound?”
Nick gave a thumbs up.
“Awesome. Are you at the diner? Don't tell me I'm missing Sunday Brunch.”
“You're not missing it because you're here right now!” said Cleo.
Lux butted in, “Summer, where even are you? It sounds so loud.”
“Oh, I'm in this big meeting hall, there's a lot of families here, that's why. We just had breakfast with one of the pro players and now we're going to attend a seminar or two.”
“When's your match?” asked Codi.
“Not til three pm. They moved it because of the conferences. Ugh, I'm not going to be home until nine, maybe even ten.” She groaned.
Flynn spoke up, “Need someone to drive you?”
“No, I'm good. There's a bus that takes us back, then I'll walk home from the school. Oh– I wish I could keep talking, but they just opened the auditorium doors so I think it's starting. I'll talk to y'all later, byeeee! Muchos besos! Mwah.”
Everyone waved and said bye. Then Cleo hung up. They continued their idle chatter where they left off, only stopping when someone came by to get their order. Everyone ordered the usual.
Lux felt a bit in a daze. The rain outside and grey skies only made everything feel even more dreamy. She loved her friends, so much, she wouldn't know what she'd do without them.
…
After brunch, they all went their separate ways. Cleo said she had a lot of work to do for school tomorrow and went back home. Flynn and Nick went to Flynn’s apartment to do their homework too, although probably much less efficiently than Cleo was about to. Codi followed Lux home because he was annoying like that.
Whatever, Lux was secretly glad for the company. She didn't want to spend her day alone.
“What's wrong, Lux? You seem a little sad today.”
Lux shuffled her feet. “I'm allowed to be sad sometimes.”
Codi bumped her shoulder. “Not what I meant silly, but I'll drop it if you don't wanna talk about it.”
“What about you? Why don't we ever talk about you? What's on your mind today? Are you doing fine?”
“Is that what you're worried about?”
Lux slumped. “No.” She had hoped to deflect the conversation onto him, but Codi already knew her tricks.
Luckily, Codi did drop it. They walked in silence the rest of the way. Halfway there, Codi grabbed her hand and swung it around. He probably would have proposed skipping home if she hadn't been in a foul mood.
Lux had forgotten her key, but the housekeeper let them in. Lux tried to get her to stay home on Sundays but Sarang said it was the easiest day for her to work.
Once inside, both Lux and Codi as acted systematically. Lux grabbed popcorn while Codi made hot chocolate.
He claimed making hot chocolate was a delicate art, getting the right balance of chocolate and heat was nearly impossible, so Lux sat on the counter and watched him work.
He carefully measured two heaping spoons full of hot chocolate mix, the one that came in packets and tastes like sugar— because that's the one Lux likes— and followed with boiling water in their favorite mugs. They had matching mugs. One said ‘Idiot #1’ and the other said ‘Idiot #2’. Lux had found them online and instantly knew it was a thing she and Codi had to have. They constantly switched who was the first idiot and who was the second, though. It didn't even matter, really, because they usually ended up drinking from the same mug anyways.
When Codi finished counting out the perfect number of marshmallows, they took both mugs and the popcorn with them to Lux’s room.
Her house was an old Victorian, only slightly renovated to maintain its structural integrity or whatever. Her dad grew up in one like it, so maybe it had meaning or something.
Her room was at the very top. It had flower patterned wallpaper in a baby blue color and a large reading nook by the window. The ceiling ended in a peak like a dollhouse. There was a big fancy wardrobe along with a matching antique dresser, vanity, and bedframe. Lilac curtains covered in embroidery hung over her bed. She had put tiny fairy lights in them, too, so felt extra dreamy.
The door of her closet, a crawlspace that was too short to be a part of the room and ran along the whole side of the house, was open, but the clothes she had thrown on the floor getting ready today were put away. Sarang must have already gotten to this room.
Codi made a beeline for her bed. He set up her portable desk and put the hot chocolates on top. Lux set the bowl down, too, and grabbed her laptop.
She browsed through YouTube before she found a good video about ghost hunting. She liked those videos, she thought they was funny.
She snuggled up next to Codi as the intro played. They'd already seen this video, but it was a good one, so they would watch it again. Codi didn't like watching them anyways, because he said her house, being so old, was probably haunted, and therefore watching ghost videos would summon the ghosts or something. But he would make an exception for her, he always did.
They made it two minutes in before he broke the silence.
“You want to know about my day? I didn't sleep because I spent the whole night watching North, just to make sure he was really there, and okay. But he slept soundly. At one point Flynn made me take Benadryl so I would pass out. Got like three hours of sleep.”
Lux let him keep talking. She listened to him, while her eyes remained on the screen in front of her. “I was so goddamn worried yesterday- Fuck-” His voice broke in a sob. Lux took his hand. “I thought he was gone. I thought surely he had run away, delirious or confused, and gotten hurt.”
At that moment, the video recounting a murder in whatever haunted mansion they were exploring this time. When the narrator said, “found dead in a ditch,” Codi replied, “Yeah, what they said.”
He laughed, but it sounded sad.
“That fucker was just in the woods. The woods! Can you believe it? For hours, he just walked. Phone was dead, no one was around, just himself and his thoughts— ugh, why didn't he just talk to us. I should've been there— I should've called him Friday night and made sure he took his meds-”
“You can't dwell on the past-” Lux interrupted- “Your practice ended late Friday night, and you were worried about making it on to the regional team this winter, those were important too.”
And it's not just you, we all could have been there for him. I was doing fuck all Friday, I could have just as easily called him same as the rest of us. But we didn't.”
“Is that what made you upset?”
“No,” Lux ate a handful of popcorn. “I know I can only be there for him if he asks for help first, so it's partly on North too for not reaching out. Not that he really could, but-” she sighed, “-we all need so much from each other- Oh, did you see that? I think I saw a shadow on the screen. Can't believe I haven't noticed that before. Hold on, I'm gonna replay it.”
She clicked some buttons on the laptop and was thrilled when her observation was right. Codi sat there quietly, perhaps contemplating.
Then, suddenly, he chuckled. “Yeah, you're right. North can maybe take care of himself. You know what he was doing when we got there?”
“Hmm? What?”
“He was at some small pizza joint talking to this guy that works there, they were the only people in the restaurant. They must have hit it off because the guy asked North for his discord— he's so much older too. Must already be in college.”
“Ooh, North’s getting bitches.”
Codi chuckled again, “Yeah.” His cheer dropped. “I'm not mad at that.”
“You seem a little mad.”
He scowled. “No I'm not, North can talk to anyone he wants, even if it's hotter older men. I don't care.”
“Sounds like you do care a little, honey.”
“Not at all, dear.” Codi emphasized the pet name and Lux rolled her eyes. ‘Honey’ had just slipped out, they were so used to calling each other pet names ironically it didn't even register in her brain.
After some silence, Codi asked, “Is North hot?”
“I didn't get him a modeling gig for nothing. The industry eats up looks like that.”
“No, but is he attractive? Does he look older? It's probably the height, right?”
“Shouldn't you be asking yourself that?”
“Well of course I think he's pretty. He's also pretty stupid sometimes. And dense.”
“Not as much as you.”
“I'm hurt,” Codi pretended to be wounded, placing a hand over his heart and dramatically fainting into Lux’s lap.
“Why do you beautiful women vex me so?”
Lux pushed him off, “You're blocking the screen. I like this part.”
Codi huffed and sat up. He buried his head in the crook of Lux’s neck. “I don't like this, it's scary.” He mumbled.
“Grow a pair,” Lux huffed. Still, she turned it off and found the documentary they had started a few nights ago. Codi relaxed. Maybe he had been scared.
“You're gonna tell me why you're upset?” He mumbled into her neck.
Lux twitched. “It's always the same. I love my friends and I can never seem to get enough of them. It's pretty selfish. But it makes my stomach toss and turn into knots. I don't know why, I'm just on edge.”
“Mmm..” He patted her head. The consoltation felt stupid and somehow his idiocy made her feel better.
“Hey! Don't fall asleep, I'm not restarting the video if you miss it.”
He huffed, “Three hours of sleep, remember?” He stretched out across her pillows and closed his eyes. “Watch it without me, I don't mind.”
“Well then I'm putting back on the ghost video.”
Absently, she reached out for his hand, and he took it.
The rain outside continued to drizzle, while the video droned on. She took a sip of hot chocolate and finished the popcorn while listening to Codi's breathing. Slowly, it evened out. Although he'd fallen asleep, she didn't feel alone.
#nevada writes#nv!twsot#twsot lux#twsot codi#twsot nick#twsot flynn#twost cleo#twsot summer#oc writing#writing#not sure if I like the ending. I didn't want Lux to get everything off her chest bc this needs to fester and blow up later#but. we shall see
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amity <3 luz
before they started dating!!
LUZ POV
"Hey Amity!" Luz said, she snuck up on her crush to spook her. "AH" Amity said, startled. "Oh, hi Luz!" "You sure do get scared easily huh?" "Yeah." "What class do you have? i'll walk you!" "History but Luz you dont have to do that." "Cmon! besides i just want to get away from Math. (same 😿)
"Well okay" They then walked chatting about the Good Witch Azura and their opinions on Hecate and Azura. "I just think, maybe! Hecate and Azura should get together." Luz said. "Yeah! I dont get why people expect Azura and her best friend! they have PLATONIC LOVE!" Amity said, finally able to rant about her favorite book.
"Oh Luz this is my class." "Aw man! i wanna talk to you more!" Amity felt a growing blush on her cheeks to her ears. "You should get going to class too Luz" "Okay Ms. Blight! always keeping me on my toes. BYE!" Bye!" Amity said she turned around but felt someone turning her around and giving her a hug. "Luz?" "I just wanted to give you a hug haha" "Oh."
They stood there hugging eachother which to Amity felt forever. She didn't mind, she never wanted it to end. "Ah! sorry, i shoukd get going and you know, do- uh things!" Amity saw, a blush? no there was no way her mind must be playing tricks. "Okay Luz, don't be late!" "Okay Ms Blight!" Luz responded walking away. Amity stood there, replaying that moment over and over.
As for Luz, well Luz was a mess, she almost tripped walking because in what mad world would Amity like her? "Ugh, Luz you've gotta stop with the feelings." Luz told herself. "Mama said escuela primero." As much as she wanted to believe that and lose feelings, she can't.
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a/n : AHH felt nostalgic about old lumity and decided to write about it, but can we talk ABOUT FOR THE FUTURE? HELLO??? LUZS PALISMAN? its so cute i will die. anyways bye guys have a good day or night ily so much 🫶🏽
#amity blight#luz noceda#lumity fluff#luz#lumity#amity is a gay disaster#lesbian#biseuxal#the owl house amity#the owl house
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