#my friends want to have a hear me out cake and i am struggling

[sabertoothwalrus]

hi !! just curious because i was looking at your adventure time episode guide and i love hearing other peoples adventure time takes !! how come you don't like finn's characterisation in together again?

I've talked about it before here and here!

But also I'm gonna say more and share some art I did in 2021 for a rewrite comic that I never got around to doing

So again to reiterate: Adventure Time is usually VERY good at making it feel like time passes, even when you're not watching. It's something about what they don't show that tells you everything you need to know.

Together Again did not do this.

It really really felt like they were avoiding showing Finn as an adult, as if they wanted to leave his post-show life ambiguous. Which, now that Fionna and Cake has shown us literally that, it makes Together Again feel even more wrong?? Like. imagine you have to pick a moment from your life that represents You™ the most. Together Again said that Finn, after living his whole life and dying as an old man, feels most represented by how he was at 17. I do not buy this. I am 25, and I cannot fathom identifying by my 17 year old self. I was a completely different person then, I was still cooking. I can imagine most people feel the same. And ok, so maybe Finn DOES for some reason feel stuck at 17? Explain to me why!! What needed to happen to him that made him feel that way?

And before you just say "it's because Jake died," there's still too much that was left out. How old was Finn when Jake died? What was Finn like, at that point? What else had they accomplished? What was he doing at the time that was on the forefront of his mind? Where/with who did they spend most of their time? Where were they living after the treehouse got destroyed?

It was like,,, it was like the story Together Again actually wanted to tell was about Finn's grief, and how poorly he copes, and how too much of his identity is tied to Having Jake, and how he struggles to move on. But that's not the story we got. I honestly think-- as interesting as it was-- everything with New Death and Tiffany and Lich just did a disservice to the focus, which was Finn trying to get over Jake.

I think Together Again should have gone like this:

Finn and Jake had always planned that whoever died first would wait in the dead world for the other to die so the two of them could reincarnate. Jake dies first. Jake would be able to "watch over" Finn as he lives the rest of his life, so Jake wouldn't miss Finn as much as vice versa, since he'd feel like he's still there with him. Eventually, Finn dies.

Finn's appearance would change with his emotional state. I thought it'd be interesting to show different phases of his life through the stages of grief.

There'd be a room where they could watch Finn's memories. Finn would walk Jake through the events of his life. We SEE exactly how Finn dealt with grief, with heartbreak, with love, with friends, with community. All the good and all the bad.

By the end of it, Finn is quiet. "Jake... when we reincarnate, will we.. lose all of this?" "Well, do you remember anything from any of your other past lives?" "No.. But that's the point. I don't want to forget you." Finn, despite their promise, despite Jake waiting for him all this time, declines reincarnating. He doesn't want to move on, because that would mean forgetting everything. He wants to say with Jake!! He JUST got Jake back!!

“What if— in the future— what if they forget about us? What if they don’t know about all the stuff we did?” We see Ooo in its current state. It’s changed, but it’s clearly been affected by the two of them. Every person they’ve saved, every civilization they helped build, every hero they’ve inspired. They’ve left their touch everywhere. “They’ll know,” Jake says with certainty. “We’ll know.” We see the future, with Shermy and Beth. We see the Finn Sword, and BMO with all their old belongings. Everything stays, but it still changes. Will happen, happening, happened. These have always been the themes of the show. They reincarnate, together.

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msby!atsumuxreader || w/c: 1.1k + 1 min of video (yes, video.) chocolate chip cookies are the way to a guy's heart. (everyone knows that!) a/n: wow I thought I wouldn't post anything this week, but one really good chocolate cake later, I felt alive. Perhaps Atsumu and I are more similar than I thought. 🔔Please use full screen for the video!

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Back when you were still at university, you had a part time job at the campus gym. Legally, you weren’t allowed to call yourself a nutritionist at that point, but that’s what you did. It was never anything complicated— the hardest thing had been managing expectations. 

No, you won’t have noticeable muscle definition in a month. 

Yes, you’ll need quite a bit longer than a week to lose ten kilos.

That will give you results, but perhaps a more sustainable plan?

So yes, expectations. You’re in a career chock-full of them. You’re good at managing them. Even when it’s hard.

Or so you’d thought.

Can I keep starin’? 

(Could it really be that easy?)

With four words, Atsumu Miya had ripped open the top of that flimsy cardboard box you’d oh-so-carefully stuffed your expectations in, and now you were struggling to (convince yourself to) put them back in. For the last few hours, you’ve been fiddling with that metaphorical scotch-tape, not quite daring to believe he could be interested in you— and yet unable to let go of that fantasy.

Was it a fantasy? 

You can still picture his flushed-red face, the anticipation and anxiety in his eyes. It wasn’t the kind of look you expected from a flirty joke.

Or…

It's when Osamu has to stop you from trying to grab the piping hot handle of a cast iron pan for the second time that you realise you need to come back to your senses.

“Osamu,” you ask, timidly. “Can I ask you something? It’s about Atsumu.”

Osamu turns down the flame on the burner, and looks at you. His face is neutral— some people went as far as calling those droopy grey eyes of his ‘expressionless’, but you preferred to think of them as steady. Osamu always said it like it was. 

He’s going to give you the reality check you so obviously need.

“How stupid am I for thinking I have a chance with Atsumu?”

You brace yourself for a scathing reply. Perhaps, ‘Next time, I won’t stop ya from burning yourself.’ Or maybe, “That oaf? Sorry, the only thing he’s attracted to is balls. Volleyballs, that is.”

What he does instead, is sigh heavily, and a little exasperatedly. 

“Did ya two idiots finally figure it out?”

Your heart skips a beat. “What?”

“You heard me,” Osamu says, turning up the flame once more. He stirs the simmering broth as he speaks. “He’s been actin’ stupid all week. And you’ve been actin’ stupid around him for a while.”

Oh. Oh.

There’s no way you’re ever putting those expectations away ever again, because that stupid box is all soggy at the bottom now. Soggy, because the raging mix of relief and happiness swirling around in your chest— the weight lifted off your shoulders because you don’t have to pretend anymore—  is making you tear up. 

Osamu hears you sniffle. 

“Aw, c’mon,” he says, tapping off the broth and setting the spoon beside the stove, “you know he isn’t worth cryin' over.” There’s a cheeky grin on his face, as he brings his large hands up to your face, wiping away the tears. “Want me to beat him up for ya?”

(You think he really might be your best friend.)

“You’re just looking for an excuse to!” You say, pulling his hands away as you laugh. 

He holds them up in mock defence. “Hey, two birds and all. Are you going call him?”

You’re already scrambling inside your purse. “I… think I forgot my phone at work.” 

He clicks his tongue. “I take it back, yer perfect for each other.”

“Hey!” You say it indignantly, but his words make you feel warm. Perfect for each other. “Can I borrow your phone? Would that be weird?”

“He’d make it weird,” Osamu scoffs. “Just go over.”

“I— I should bring him something.”

He makes an amused expression. “Okay.”

“I don’t know what.”

“Are you asking me for help?”

You make your best puppy face. “Please?”

Osamu sighs. “Well, he’s been complainin’ about those raisin bran cookies for weeks now…”

“I think it would be best if you don’t say anything. Just let it blow over,” the publicist says. She’s using the speakerphone, and her voice sounds far away. Atsumu can hear the clack of keyboard keys in the background. “I mean it, Miya. Log out of everything. No, uninstall everything.”

“Don’t ya trust me even a little bit?” Atsumu asks. He tries to sound teasing, but his heart isn’t in it.

“No,” she says bluntly. The call goes blank.

Atsumu collapses back on to his bed, legs hanging over the edge. He holds his phone up over his face, staring at the ‘call ended’ until the screen turns itself off, and then sighs heavily.

It’s not that he’s worried. She was right, it would blow over. But it would happen again. And he knows that each time, it would chip off a little piece of you; and eventually leave your edges jagged and rough enough to cut.

You’d resent him for it.

Atsumu unlocks his phone. It’s easy enough to find those pictures of you and Osamu again.

You look so happy.

He doesn’t think he was being delusional earlier, he knows there was something more than plain embarrassment in your eyes when you’d looked at him; and yet, he can’t shake the thought that he’s being selfish. 

The photo is cropped awkwardly, and he knows you and Osamu are close, but he can’t help but feel disheartened, and then hate himself for feeling like that. Were you two actually seeing each other? Was he meddling in his brother’s happiness, your happiness? What did he have to offer that his brother didn’t, save for the scrutiny of strangers?

The phone buzzes.

His eyes flick up to the notification bar. It’s a DM request from one of his new-found confidantes.

(Well, it's not like I've got anything better to do.)

In that brief moment, Atsumu understands his mother, and her panic at the state of the house when guests were imminent. He even understands, as he turns a couple of the trophies he has on display a few degrees to the left, why she would go around adjusting her many throw pillows in those last few seconds. That time seemed to stretch endlessly.

And then the doorbell rings, and time seems to somehow come to a stop and rush forward at the same time.

Atsumu stumbles on the carpet as he rushes to open the door.

And there you are.

“Hey, Atsumu,” you say, fiddling with the lid of the plastic container in your hands, “can we talk?”

(Wow, he thinks for some reason. I think those are cookies.)

Osamu walked her over because the publicist was calling around to find her, when she couldn't get a hold of reader on her number. He was worried about her going alone. What a prince. Divider @/cafekitsune Tweet images edited from here and Shokubutsu Zukan (by Tsutsumi Kakeru). Had a hard time finding the source for that image lol, it's been used in SO many fic headers. Each time I reverse image searched, If found a slightly less cropped version until it ended as the full page. and then i had to google translate this russian pirated manga site. next chapter will be the last + I will post a little bonus from the osamu POV. :)

[normansnt]

Sweet Valentine.

(Platonic!Reader x Huskerdust)

(Implied Reader x Alastor)

Male reader

(Again not my art idk who's sorry but its so good😭💗)

Warnings: None I think

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"Stupid fucking, son of a-"

Husker was sitting by the bar and doing something that didn't look like drink mixing.

That was because it indeed wasn't he was trying to make a valentine card but that damn glue just didn't listen to him. He has a lot of glue in his fur now. And you noticed that.

"Heyyyy Husk, how's it... how's it going?" You asked a bit taken aback by what you were seeing...or the lack of understanding of it.

"Ahhh its nothing" He said back in a very grumpy tone.

You slid a bit closer to what he was doing.

You saw a heart cut out (badly) from a pink colored paper and some glitter on the side.

You stared at it for some time and than it clicked. Husk was making a valentine card for someone. The thought melted you heart.

"Husker that is so sweet who is it for?" You asked, eyes sparkling with interest.

"None of your beeswax kid." He answered, still grumpy.

You didn't get offended, this was nothing new to you, Husker was just like that.

However you could clearly see that he was struggling.

"Well, all right but if you need help you know where to find me." You answered with a smile as you left the bar to go to your room.

You knew it was for Angel. But you still wanted to ask to get Husker to admit out loud that he liked him.

You were right, of course, Husk needed help. But he didn't want to go to you. He felt like that would be admitting defeat and since he didn't want to ask anyone else either he turned to the next best thing: romance movies.

And thats how now you were standing in the kitchen with a blown up cake (somehow) a broken table in the middle burnt table cloth on top, and plates and roses shattered on the floor.

"Sooo, Husk, dear, what the hell did you do?" You asked looking at him.

"Ahhh god damn it I just wanted to make a romantic dinner for Angel but it all went to shit." Husk was looking at the floor in defeat.

You chuckled at that.

"Husk you should have just come to me, I've know Angel for a long time now and he is one of my best friends. Listen, Angel does not give a fuck about fancy dinners or roses and shit. The only thing you have to do is be yourself, as cliche as it sounds, just tell him you like him and make him a drink at the bar that would be already enough for him knowing he can spend the evening talking to you."

Husk looked at you in disbelief, but he was relieved. Just sitting by the bar and chatting over a drink was more favorable for him as well.

And so on Valentines day you went down to the bar early in the morning to visit Husk and attempt to sooth his nerves.

That was going to be harder than you thought. Husk was cleaning glasses, bottles, anything he could get his hands on in the bar out of nervousness.

"Heeeyyyy, Husk...you good?" You attempted.

"No, (Y/N) I am in fact NOT good how the heck am I supposed to tell him that I like him."

"You just said it...of course that was in third person lets try in second person next-"

"NO (Y/N) you don't understand I cant do this I'll just give him a drink like usual and we'll talk normally-"

You interrupted Husker by grabbing his ear.

"Oww mother fuck-man what are you doing?"

"Listen to me Husker, this is the day of love and you are in love with Angel there is nothing else to say you have to confess, it will make him so happy."

"How do you know that? What if he just laughs in my face and tells me get my old brain out of the gutter."

You stared at him in disbelief. Of course you knew that Angel likes Husk, you were the first person he told it too. But you cant tell Husk that.

"Husker, do you really think Angel would ever say that?"

"...no"

"Exactly because he is the sweetest guy and you know that, even if he rejects you, people will always be happy if they hear that someone loves them, you will make him happy, and lets face it Angel needs it."

Husk looked at the bottle in his hand and put it down.

"I'll...try my best." He sighed at last.

At that you jumped behind the counter and hugged him.

"Ok, good luck" with those last words you jumped back out and walked away to your hiding place...where you found every other resident except Angel was already excitedly waiting for whats going to happen.

"Erhmm...hey guys whatcha doing here?" You asked them confused.

"Shhh...Angel is coming" shushed you Charlie with an excited smile.

"Ahhh...good morning Husk, have you noticed that the hotel seems kind of empty?" Asked Angel.

"I have not seen anyone except you this morning." Husk was still cleaning glasses, probably for the 3rd time this morning but it helped with his nerves.

"Interesting I guess the couples are celebrating valentines day but I don't know about the others."

You guys just sat behind the corner where you were just out of view and tryed to listen to their conversation.

"Can you hear anything?" Asked you Charlie.

"Yes, someone just said: 'can you hear anything'"

"Ow come on, Alastor cant one of your shadows go closer or something?" Asked the radio demon Veggie.

"My dear it is 9 o'clock in the morning there is no shadow where mine could hide, I'm afraid they would notice me."

You were still busy listening but couldn't hear anything due to the voices behind you.

"Guys, cut it out I'm trying to listen."

"Wow he isssss grumpy thissss morning" commented quietly Pentious.

"No, this is just very important for my dear, he left the bed without even saying good morning to me." Alastor said somewhat grumpy.

To this you turned your head.

"Awww honey I didn't know that meant so much to you I'll make up for it I promise." You answered quickly while you turned back around. Only to be met with Angles chest.

"What the heck are you nosy nellies doing here?" Asked Angel looking at all of you.

"Well...ermm." You looked at Husk for help who showed you a thumbs up. This was all you needed as you jumped to hug Angel.

"We want to congratulate you omg you guys are such a cute couple" you almost yelled excitedly.

Angel chuckled and hugged you back.

"Yeah I guess we are." He answered as he put you down and took hold of Husk's hand.

And with that, the Hazbin Hotel got richer with another couple.

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Huskerdust is everything, nothing else matters.💗🥹

Hope you guys liked the story🥰

[lookinglass-fic]

A bit personal, and also cw/tw for mentions of suicide/suicidal ideation//

I lost my best friend to suicide two years ago. And I can't lie, the themes in OFMD season 2 are hitting hard. Ed is definitely my comfort character, and I love him so much and just want good and nice things for him and want him to be happy.

The sucide themes are... heart-rendingly accurate and make total sense, in ways that I feel certain that someone(s) in the writing team and/or crew have had experiences with this particular thing.

It's bringing up a lot of grief and some unearthed trauma for me, I think. But I think it's also a great opportunity to talk about what you can recognize in friends and loved ones who might be having ideation.

In re-watching episode 2, I noticed some things. The day after the cake topper incident, the morning where Ed tells Frenchie, "I had a very rough night last night, but I think I got all of the poison out of my system," he's cleaning up the cabin. He's cleaned himself up. He's chipper. It's the same morning he gives the gun to Izzy, the same night that he goads the crew into killing him.

And please note, I am not an expert. I'm not a psychologist or therapist, I'm not qualified to dole out real advice. I've just become... intimately familiar with warning signs of suicide the past few years after joining some support groups and being part of discussions and hearing dozens upon dozens of stories from the people left behind. And this is just advice from one human being to others who might need to hear it.

People who have long-term ideation can tend to have a sudden upswing in the day or two immediately preceding death, and it's because they've made the decision to go ahead with it.

My friend had seemed to be getting better. He was chipper, sending photos of things he liked and generally texting/calling people in a cheerful mood. The day it happened, he was on a hike sending me pictures of rabbits and magpies.

If your loved one is going through an incredibly rough patch and has a sudden upswing in mood, if they start cleaning up by giving things away or making big changes, it's time to check in. It's time to find a way to break through to them and see if there's anything at all you can do to stop them from going through with it.

This show brings so much attention to so many things, and they get so many things right. I'm in a kind of a weird mental place right now just because this is bringing up a lot of feelings for me, but it's only because it's so accurate and hits so close to home. If this can help even one person, then it's worth me being weird on the internet about it.

And for anybody out there struggling... just find one thing. Just one thing to keep you here until tomorrow. Just one thing to stay for. Warmth. Food. Intercourse. Anything. Just please stay.

[loving-and-dreaming]

4 times remus calmed you down and 1 time you calmed him down

Remus lupin x reader

You’re a hothead, Remus is your calming boyfriend. Take a look at four times he calms you down and the one time you had to calm him down.  

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Being a part of the marauders you would have thought Remus was as crazy as them. However you would be very wrong. He is the calming force within their group. He is the reason they do not get in trouble, great at sweet talking whoever he needs to whether it be the person they pranked, or Professor Mcgonagall to not suspend them. Whatever it is about him he is just great at claming hotheads down. SO it surprised no one when he himself found a girlfriend who fits right in with his group of hothead friends.

The first time

Maddie comes bursting into y’alls room with tears in her eyes. She trips over her shoes and falls on the floor. The floor is not super messy, but it was the weekend and you were relaxing while she was at a party held by some random Gryffindor. So cleaning was not today's priority, that will be tomorrow's problem. Maddie is sitting on the floor, her back against her bed, knees pulled up to her chest just crying. You get down from your bed and join her on the floor, sitting criss-crossed in front of her. Opening your arms, in case she wanted a hug or space. Clearly she wanted a hug, because as soon as your arms opened up she threw herself at you. She just sat there in your arms crying it could have been minutes or hours, but it didn't matter she needed you. Eventually when she could not cry anymore you attempted to wade through and figure out what had happened.

“What happened? I thought you were going to the party. Did something happen at the party? Do I need to get a professor? What about going to the infirmary?” rattling off the questions, you can't help it. When your best friend comes home from a party crying your mind has jumped to the worst possible case.

“I just thought maybe it was going somewhere. We talked all night, the entire party! He got me drinks, he asked me questions, we even made out, y/n!” Maddie starts to tear up again, but you grab her face and stop her.

“No. Absolutely not. Whoever it is, he is not worth your tears. I am so sorry that it happened, do you think he led you on? Or do you think you might have read too much into it? Either answer is okay, I’m just curious.”

“I am not sure, maybe I read too much into it? But still I also felt really led on. Because that's not where it ends. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back-”

“No. Nope. Please tell me this is not going where I think it is going…” She needs you to be calm and kind, but damn is it a struggle to not let your anger get the best of you.

“Yes! Sirius was not only with another girl, but making out with her. So I left… I came straight here. I didn't mean to interrupt your time alone, I just needed to get out of there.”

“Sirius? You mean Sirius Black? Maddie. You know better. YOu know his reputation. Honey. I love you, and it is no excuse for him being a dick and only thinking with his little head. I am so sorry. What do you need from me? I can get you some chocolate and we can listen to some muggle heartbreak songs and cry our eyes out? Or do we need to go find another hot guy to make out with? Or my personal favorite one, go give him a piece of our minds?”

“No. none of those please. I think I just want to sleep it off. I know it was blown out of proportion, the drinks absolutely did not help. Thank you y/n, I love you and I really needed this talk. Just talking it out really helped. But I think between this and the alcohol I'm ready for bed.” Maddie gets up and makes her way to the bathroom, you can faintly hear her starting her nightly routine.  

“Hey Mads! I am going to go for a short walk! I'll be back soon. I might sneak into the kitchen to get us some chocolate cake from dinner!” There is a mumbled response, but you put your shoes on and walk out anyway. Closing the door softly, you make your way to Gryffindor common room. The way you are walking, it is clear there is a purpose and to not mess with you. While in Maddies presence you were calm and cool and collected, now you are a girl on a mission. When walking through the halls you hardly notice the other people scurrying to get back to their rooms without getting caught out past curfew, or the pictures hanging on the wall looking at you like you are crazy. Now you are not a violent person by nature, you talk a big game about beating people, but really the only people you hit or slap are your friends(in joking manners). But you are fuming and have no idea what will happen to the infamous Sirius Black.

Arriving at the Gryffindor common room, you find the door propped open. Not being well known had its perks, you were able to slip in the chaos without being noticed. It looked to be in the middle of the party so you grabbed a drink and looked like you fit right in. Really your purpose for being there was completely different than everyone else. Slowly making your way around the party you spot James. One thing to know about the marauders, is if you see one, the others are not far behind. That proves to be true, when you look around and spot Sirius in a conversation with Peter. Just seeing his face makes your blood boil again, so you make your way over. You stop in front of them and before anyone can ask what is going on you throw your drink in Sirius’ face. Everyone around is too shocked to even react, it is not till you throw the crumbled up cup at his head that he shakes his head. “What the fuck was that for? Who even are you?” he's yelling at you, by now most of the party has looked to see what is going on.

“I really don't care for you to know who I am! However when you piss off the wrong girl and can't keep your tiny dick in your pants this is what happens.” You are getting closer and closer to him, but he is as much of a hothead as you are so he is not going to back down. The problem is neither are you. “I don't know who taught you to think with your tiny, and I mean tiny, head rather than the one we all use. But clearly something is wrong with you. Maybe it is all the STDs you probably have-”

A calming voice stops you in the middle of you berating Sirius, “Whoa love, how about we calm down some and talk about it.” He slowly puts his hands on your shoulders and when he sees you are not going to respond to his touch with violence, he grabs your chin gently and moves your head so you are looking at him and not at Sirius.

“Moony seriously, do not waste your time on this bitch-”

“Can it Sirius, clearly something happened,”

He moves back to looking at you, you might be pissed but you are not blind, this man is beautiful. He reminds you of a dream the way he was able to calm you down. Once he sees that your breathing is not as labored as it was he cups your cheeks with both of his hands, “good job on calming down. Would you like to tell me what happened from the start?” You go to move your head to glare at Sirius again, but his hands keep you in place, “No darling, don't look at that fool, look at me. Tell me what happened.” in the middle of your explanation you somehow ended up in a room with just this random stranger. You later learn his name to be Remus and that he is friends with Sirius, but is nothing like him. Something about his eyes and the feeling of his hands on your face is what was able to reel you back in from being so angry.  

The second time

Being embarrassed like that did not sit well with Sirius. So he and James do what they do best. Plan to prank someone and embarrass you just as bad and you embarrassed him. It was simple really. You were to come out of (your common room) and there was a bucket of tar and another bucket of feathers waiting to cover you from head to toe. What Sirius and James didn’t expect was Remus to come and find them.

Remus walks up behind them and starts to question what they are doing “What are y’all doing in front of (your common room) door? Don’t tell me this is another prank. I told y’all you cannot plan those without me. The last time you two did you got a month of detention!”

Without taking his eyes off the buckets that were only being held up by the magic in their wands he responds, “you remember that random girl who threw the drink in my face? The one you stopped from slapping me. Yeah we found out she is in (your house) so we are going to embarrass her like she embarrassed me.”

“Sirius, no.” At this Sirius gives him a look, but still his focus is on the buckets. “She was just looking out for her friend. James does the same for you, heck I do the same for you. This is too far and not okay.” At this Sirius and James both turn around and start to say something until they hear a shriek. It turns out when they turned around to talk, they put their wands down. When the wands go down so do the buckets. Remus has a horrified look on his face, which makes Sirius and James smirk and turn around. However, what they see is not what they were expecting. It is a little boy, a first or second year crying. They do have the decency to look and feel bad, they start to walk up but then they see something that scares even them and freezes them in their spot. It was not a professor, no it was you.

You rushed out when you heard all the commotion. Looking up to find out what happened and who did it. What you see makes your blood boil again. They see you whisper something to the little boy, and then see you stomp your way over. Turning to leave, they are blocked by Remus, “absolutely not. You dug your grave, now lay in it. You need to help that little boy get cleaned up.”

“You have got to be kidding me. Do you get off on pranking and making little kids cry? What is wrong with you two?” You look at Remus and can just tell by the look of disappointment and sympathy he had nothing to do with this prank(which makes sense because when he is involved the pranks are perfect and no one ever gets caught). You grab both Sirius and James by their ears and pull them over to the young boy. Maddie is attempting to calm him down but he is still incredibly upset and covered in tar and feathers. “You apologize now. And then we will go to my bathroom and help him get cleaned up!”

Sirius and James do apologize, and are incredibly sorry. They didn’t mean for it to go this far. It was just meant to be payback on you. But it is clear they are now so high on your shit list it’s not even funny. Maddie brings the boy to y’all’s bathroom while you drag both boys by their ears to follow. Remus is silently following behind. He knows he should interfere, but they kind of deserve what is happening. Once in the bathroom those two are helping the boy get cleaned up, but you? Oh you are fuming and pissed. And what do you do when you are this pissed? You can’t sit still. So you are pacing and lecturing them. “Who in their right mind pranks little kids. Granted I think you pranking anyone is stupid. But our first years? Seriously! We are supposed to protect them. And this is how you treat them. What is wrong with you? You two are deranged. Absolutely mad. -“

James rolls his eyes and whispers under his breath “Oh my gosh you sound like my mom.”

“I’m going to choose to ignore that.” You are interrupted by Remus grabbing your hand. The boys have heard enough, and he can see the you getting more and more agitated.

“Maddie, would you mind staying with the boys and making sure everyone gets cleaned up? I want to talk to y/n” Remus asks in a quiet voice.

“Of course, use our room. I’ll make sure everyone gets cleaned up and taken care of.” Once he gets the okay he softly pulls you out of the bathroom.

“Love. Can you look at me?” He has both of your hands in his hands, rubbing them with his thumbs.

Still frustrated, “I just don’t understand how you can be friends with them. They are awful and are worse than cavemen!”

“Y/N I promise that’s what you see but they are so much better than that. I promise you Sirius is beating himself up because he does take care of the first years. He knows what it’s like to be alone so he makes sure they never feel alone. I can’t defend what they were planning to do to you because it was an asshole move. But they are hotheads and do things without thinking. I understand you are frustrated and probably annoyed, but why don't we take your mind off it? Maddie has got it taken care of.” He looks as sees the book you are currently reading on your nightstand, “how about I read to you? Do you think that will help us relax?”

You look at him sheepishly. Of course you want this handsome boy to read to you in his soothing voice. I mean you are already in your pjs and are already ready for bed, so why not. Looking at him unsure, he gets up, grabs the book and sits at the head of your bed. He pats the spot next to him, it takes you a moment before you move. The next thing he does shocks you to your core, he grabs your shoulders and maneuvers you to where your back is against his chest at an angle so you can see the book too. It takes you a moment to melt into his embrace but eventually you and him are so close, you can't tell where your body ends and his begins. When he is reading to you you can't help but think, ‘is it weird im basically cuddling a dude I don't even know? Is it bad that I'm enjoying it? How does he calm me down like nothing? This is insane, but I'm just going to go with the flow for right now.’ between the beat of his heart, his soothing voice, and the feeling of his arms you pass out.

He can see your chest begin to rise and fall steadily and assumes you are asleep. Sirius, James and Maddie are still working, so he takes this time to relax with the beautiful hothead cuddling up against him. Eventually he falls asleep to the sound of your breathing and the feeling of your body against his.

James, Sirius, Maddie, and the boy they learned his name to be Luke come out and all stop suddenly. They look at the two people fast asleep cuddled on y/n’s bed. Sirius sighs and says, “well looks like she is going to be in our life more often Prongs…” He turns to Maddie, “I am sorry for what happened last weekend. I truly apologize. I hope we can work past it and be great friends, because it looks like we will be hanging out more often.``

The Third Time

Sirius was in fact right. You and Maddie have infiltrated the marauders. Maddie goes where you go, because you refuse to leave her behind, you two are attached at the hip. Remus and you grew closer. The six of you are always together, funnily enough Maddie is now closest to Sirius. How the tables have turned. The reason you even met the marauders is because Siri made her cry and now they are inseparable. But you and Remus, man you and Remus are so close. Most of the time he is sleeping in your room, or y'all are eating off each other's plates (and he doesn’t share his food with anyone). In this process you couldn't help but fall for him. His soft eyes, the why he takes care of you, his calming voice, it was impossible not to. However this is a secret you will take to your grave. Not only have you made four great friends, you can see Maddie fitting in perfectly, you are not going to ruin that because stupid feelings.

Not only are you and Remus attached at the hip outside of class, the one class you share you now sit basically on top of each other. When it came time for the mid year project you were ecstatic that you had Remus, because like you he cares about his school work. It turned out it was a group project however, and you two just partnered up with two other random people, Jesse and Krsitina, in your class. In hindsight, there is not much you can do when your professor demands it be a group project and yall know no one else in that class. But at this moment you can only think of pushing your other partners into the black lake.

It was your idea. It was a fresh day, nice and spring. The flowers are blooming, the lake looks beautiful, and the butterflies are out in full force. You all decided to meet at the library today after lunch, and then would move outside by the lake. Only problem is one of your partners is a no show. Jesse offers to go and look for Kristina. So you and Remus tell him where you will be while he goes and looks for Kristina. Arriving at the perfect spot you set down the blanket and lay out all your books and the plant you will be studying. Waiting for a little bit was okay, but once it is 20 minutes with no sign of Jesse or Kristina you give up.

You stand up, because everyone knows when you are frustrated you can't stay still. Starting to pace, the more you think of it the more agitated you get. You are too busy in your head to see Remus and how worried he is for you. All you can think about while pacing is how this entire project has been just you, Remus, and Jesse. The entire time Kristina has literally done nothing and boy were you frustrated.  

“I don't understand. It is insane. It is her project too. But between me, you, and Jesse we have done everything. It is ridiculous. I am done. I don't even want to put her name on the project. What if we just don't? Is that too rude? I mean she hasn't helped with anything. It is such bullshit. I don't want to put her name on it! Maybe that will teach her.”

“Whoa y/n, love. Is that really what you want to do? You know I will support you in anything, and back you up. But once you do that you have completely burned that bridge. Maybe we should just talk with the professor first? See if she has any suggestions?.” He takes your hand and leads you back to the blanket. By now he knows that if you are already pacing you just need to talk outloud to process your feelings. But since you have not started ranting after he spoke he takes it as a sign you are ready to calm down. What you don't know is he has been doing some reading on different ways to calm people down, that is why he does what he does next. “We have been talking, but we haven't taken a moment to just be and listen. Wanna try?”

Okay let's be honest, it sounds cheesy, but for him you would do anything. So with a look on your face you nod and say “I guess.” he sits yall down on the blanket and moves everything. He moves to sit criss crossed on the blanket and pulls you to rest your head in his lap. Between his natural comforting self and the soft grass underneath the blanket, you automatically feel the tension slowly melting away. The next thing he does has you scrunching up your nose, but like we said for him you would do anything at this point. He takes off his tie and ties it around your eyes, he knows if he just told you to close them you would get bored and open them before he was ready for you to.

“Okay y/n bear with me. Your eyes are covered because we take in so much with our eyes and right now we are wanting to focus on what we can hear. Did you know that when you take away one sense, the rest intensify? Well we are gonna test that. Just listen.” He takes the clip out of your hair and you feel him slowly detangling it and running his hands through it. You're listening to all the sounds and at first it is overwhelming. But slowly you focus on one at a time.

The first thing you focus on is the soft lapping of the water. With Remus’ hands in your hair and your eyes covered it feels as if you are floating over the water. You can hear it that clearly.

The next sound you can hear is buzzing. There are lots of bugs and you wish you could say you know the exact type of bug… but alas when bugs are near you are nowhere to be seen. So your knowledge on them is limited. But not seeing them and again with his hands in your hair you envision the bees(yes you envisioned them to be bees because bumblebees are cute) dancing with each other in the wind.

The last notable sound is the humming coming from above you. Not only do you hear it but you can feel it from where your head is resting on his legs and slightly on his tummy. You don't know what he is humming. All you know is your heart beat is slowing down and your face is no longer heated(when you get made you feel like your face is on fire from how mad you get). But no. All of that is gone. When you have remus around what normally takes you hours or even days to calm down, takes less than an hour.

Jesse ended up showing up saying Kristina is nowhere to be found. So the three of you worked on the project. Lets just say you were in a dream-like state the rest of the day, and Jesse was surprised you were not fuming at the fact Kristina was a no show again.

The Fourth Time

To say the entire school was shocked at the lack of label on you and Remus is an understatement. There are bets going on, Sirius and James trying to work in the background to make one of you confess something. The loving gazes are too much, the ditchING everyone else just because the other one mentioned something is ridiculous, the love that could be shared if someone just grew a pair and said something is about to make everyone scream. But here we are, you two hanging out in his room. He was reading on his bed while you were finishing up some class work on his desk.

This is not uncommon for the two of you. Being in each other's presence doing separate things, yet this doesn't mean yall do not do things together. Most nights you two are reading in his bed or yours and pass out there. Or in the great hall eating together, you two have gotten in the habit of both getting different things but then eating off each other's plates. You think it's a great use of time, you get one thing you both want to try and he gets something you both want to try and then you just share. You do this when you go out to hogsmeade as well.

You need to make a quick note to write back to your parents, if you don't write it down you will forget. Well you sure aren't writing it in your notes or textbook, so you do the logical thing. Try to find a piece of scrap paper on Remus’ desk. Finding what you thought was blank paper and write yourself the note. You flip it over in case you need to write something else, that's when you notice the writing. Not trying to be nosey, but you read it because you need to know if you say sorry to Remus for ruining an important paper or just take it. However when skimming it you have to reread it to make sure you were not going crazy… ‘Remus I know you are at Hogwarts on scholarship, why are you wasting your time? We both know that with your furry monstrous condition you have no real future. Why not come home. Your mom misses you anyways. Maybe you can get a job as a local gardener or something. One of those jobs that no one pays attention to? Because son I am telling you now no one is going to want to deal with the monster you are. So it might be best if you stop wasting time with learning and this dream of being a healer and come home. Your mom has not touched your room.’ With each word you take in you get angrier and angrier. Clearly you were showing it on your body because the next thing you know Remus is grabbing it out of your hands.

He sighs because he knows what is coming but tries to avert it anyways, “It’s nothing y/n. Please let's just leave it alone.” you take a moment, still internalizing everything you just read. You cannot believe that his own father is the one he listens to. It all makes sense now, how when you first found out about him being a werewolf he gave you an out. Told you he doesn't blame you if you want to leave. Of course you got upset with that and called him ridiculous. But it all makes sense now. He is hearing those awful words from his family, even when he is away at school. You can only imagine how bad it was before he came to school and how bad it is during the breaks. No wonder he stays here as often as he can or goes home with one of his friends.

Still frozen out of anger you finally reboot and turn to look at him. He has gone back to reading like nothing happened. Like your heart did not just get ripped out of your chest and set on fire. Standing up so fast the chair gets knocked back, you stomp over to him and grab his book out of his hands. Yes you are rougher than you meant but you are livid, if this was a cartoon steam would be coming from your ears. He doesn't even flinch. He does however sit up straighter and give you all of his attention. By now he knows the stages of your anger, at first you are quiet and processing it, next you pace to get the ideas forming more, then you rant or yell, then you come down and typically get sleepy. He gives you time to get your thoughts in order, because he found out very quickly he can only calm you down if he knows what is going on in your head. “Pretty girl, take your time but as soon as you are ready to talk your feelings out I’m here. Take your time.”

Starting to pace your thoughts are slowly becoming coherent and not a jumbled mess. “Please for the love of god do not tell me you believe that bullshit. That is the dumbest shit I have ever read. You’re a monster? The man that gets my favorite food so I can eat double of it, or gets something else I want to try so I can try both things. The man that ditches his friends for me when I want to have a quiet night in reading? Oh yeah, such a monster. Oh wait, let's not forget how you help everyone before you even think of helping yourself. OH yeah let's talk about the fact that you always walk on my left side because you know I hate holding hands with my right hand. Or the fact that you let me sleep with it freezing because I like to get all bundled up. Such a monster. That lying piece of shit. You know that right? Absolutely in no way are you a monster. Is that why you gave me an out? I cannot believe this. You! A monster! That is almost comical. What is that dicks address? I need to give him a piece of my mind. And how you won’t to be a good healer? Such bullshit! Remember that time James broke his arm and you fixed it! We didn’t even have to go to the infirmary! You are such an amazing human being and I am glad I get to be your friend. I would love to get to show you how much I love you, but I don't want to ruin our friendship. But gosh if I could just tell you how much I love you. I love you remus so much it hurts-”

All of a sudden you are quiet. It takes you a moment to understand why. Remus has his lips on yours. Like the naturally dominating person he is, he controls the kiss but that is fine by you. Your mind is shut off, which rarely happens. All you can focus on is the way he tastes like hot chocolate and mint. And oh how soft his lips are. And how well they fit with yours. It is like he is your missing puzzle piece. All of a sudden everything is gone but you, him, and y’all’s lips. Eventually he pulls away because air is a must to survive, but after that kiss he feels alive for the first time.

With his hands on your face, “You really love me?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“In the middle of you talking you said you love me and how much you want to tell me but not ruin the friendship… If you didn't mean it we can totally pretend the kiss didn't happen, but I’m not sure about you but that felt like home for me and I'm not going to pretend it didn't.”

“Wait no please, of course I meant what I said, I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. You are my home so of course that felt like homie for me too. I just didn't even realize I said it out loud. That is not how I imagined this happening, and trust me I have imagined it many different ways.”

“Well I am glad we got that out of the way, I love you too. Can we please just go lay down? Maybe take a nap before dinner?”

“Of course Remus.” You take his hand and lead him to the bed. Both of you get under the covers and snuggle really close together. “I am so sorry about everything I said but I hope you know you are not a monster and if I have to prove to you everyday that you are not I will spend the rest of my life doing-” he kisses you again this time softly and slowly. “What was that for, not that I'm complaining?”

“You were getting upset again and I don't want you to be upset . I like you just like this pretty girl, in my arms, kiss drunk, and calm. I love you y/n.”

The one time you calm remus down

Spending your seventh year Christmas break with Remus is a dream come true. All except where you were. You will never forget that letter, those words imprinted on your brian. You almost said no, but his mom is the sweetest and wants to meet you. ANd who are you to turn down his sweet mother. So after spending a week with your family, you must travel to his family. You both decide to take a muggle train, something you two are comfortable doing.

With his hand in yours, you find your seats and get comfortable. He is reading a book while you look at the world flying past you. Yet your mind is running faster than the train. You need to give yourself a pep talk on how to approach his father. You already told Remus you will be civil, but that is it. That man deserves nothing from Remus or you. His mom is the only reason you agreed, well and the loving brown haired boy next to you lost in his book. You squeeze his hand and he squeezes it back, this is y’all’s silent way to say I love you.

The ride to his hometown gave you time to nap and read with Remus. Your two favorite things to do with him. Within this time two things are going through your mind on repeat: 1. You love Remus and will give him the world, 2. You are doing this for his mom, not his piece of shit dad.

Arriving at his parents' place has you jittery with nerves, but again you just repeat those two things and are hoping for the best. He walks in and you follow. The first thing you notice is the house doesn't feel like a home, no pictures of him as a kid, no family pictures. The house reminds you of a model home. Walking Up the stairs you get to his room to find it the same as the rest of the house. It breaks your heart, but again you tell yourself you are doing this for him and no one else(well his mom too). Yall do not unpack, just set the things down on the bed and go to make some tea. His parents must still be out, because they have not come to see yall.

Making the tea and sitting on the couch you two just spend some time in each other's company. Sometimes you exchange small words and soft conversations, but really between the car ride and muggle train ride you both are sleepy and just wanting to be in each other's presence. The door opens and both of you pick up your heads and go to stand up. His parents notice yall in the living room and immediately come over.

“Oh hi dear! You must be y/n, I've heard so much about you! I am so glad you were able to make it for a little bit. We are so happy to have Remus home and even more happy he has brought you!”

“Hi Mrs. Lupin, it is so nice to meet you as well! You have a beautiful house, thank you for inviting us to stay here.” During this conversation, his dad doesn't mention anything. But from the look on his face he is clearly not happy about something. His mom drags you to the kitchen to show you some of the Christmas decorations they bought for the holiday since all the family will be coming to their house this holiday. There were so many decorations, and seeing as you love this holiday you are more than excited to help her!

But all of that is halted when you hear shouting. Automatically thinking the worst about you and mrs. Lupin goes back into the living room doorway where the boys still are. Both of you missed what must have set him off, but for the first time in your relationship you see Remus shouting. Embarrassingly so it is normally you that is shouting… But you do catch what he says and your heart stops.

“I love her dad. I am so tired of you putting me down. But whatever, I'm used to it. But her? Absolutely not. I draw the line there. She is the best thing to happen to me. She believes in me, she loves me and most importantly she accepts me for who I am. ALL of who I am. So don't come in here and judge us when you don't know her or us as a couple. That is the woman I am going to marry someday and I will not stand by and let you talk about her like that! If that is all you can say or do then I think we will be staying somewhere else until the holiday dinner.” He turns to come and get you but stops when he sees you. You can see it in his face that he is ready to leave.

But you know he would regret it and miss his mom. So you do something you never thought you would have to do. You grab his face with both of your hands and make him look at you, much like he did the very first time he calms you down. Before saying anything you bring his head down to yours and lay your foreheads together. In a hushed voice you say “Yes remus. I will marry you. Obviously when we are older, but when you find the right moment to propose, I will say yes. I love you with my entire being and I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. I know you are the one normally calming me down so I have no idea if I'm doing this right, but my love, I am here for you. I am right here by your side. Whatever you want to do I will do.”

If you ask him, he still does not know exactly what calmed him down, was it your hands on his face? Was it you saying yes to being his wife someday? Was it your foreheads touching? Was it the soft kiss you gave him? He doesn't know all he knows if he loves you with his entire being plus the moon, and even though you might be a hothead and more times than not he is pulling your away ro calming you down he wants you to be his wife and the mother of his children.

[themightymoose]

Topped With Buttercream

Is this where we see the rabbit

Youngmee is so excited I love her

Popsicle made from cake icing sounds really good

i want

BREAK IT DOWN BUTTERCREAMMMMM

Buttercream, Sunil, and Pepper doing the robot together is just wonderful

"Being impossibly cute can be such a burden." 💅

They're so sweet 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Sunil's little claps

Song jump scare

It is very sudden

Does Penny have a different va for when she sings or am I hearing things

You know if Vinnie and Pepper gave those pleading eyes I'd probably agree to anything they asked

Including arson

Why does Buttercream keep doing that I am confused

Bruh Russell we all know that if one of them ended up getting hurt you'd be the first one by their side

Minka literally just licked paint that was in the process of drying

"Yum yums" Sunil stop it stop being cute

Ruh roh raggy

These are just dorky teenage girls hanging out I love it

Sunil sounds like he's in so much pain right now

Someone give him belly rubs right now

Oh shit Penny died

Penny 💀💀💀

They're all getting high rn

Russell jumping on Pepper

"I'm okay! Pepper broke my fall!" "And Russell broke my rib..."

If any one can guess that quote I will be pleasantly surprised

"Y-Yeah, I bet Blythe i-is really worried about us! Or she's already forgotten!" Either that's the sugar talking or you have issues

Everyone is so fucking twitchy

I have reason to think Pepper is the reason that Blythe thinks this is a prank

Blythe immediately going to the worst possible outcome when she realizes they're gone

Could never be me...

I say, like a liar

Jasper and Sue appeared out of nowhere but I'm not complaining

Sue immediately trying to calm down Blythe

I LOVE THIS FRIEND GROUP SO DAMN MUCH

Okay that cut to Sue immediately panicking actually got a laugh out of me

That doesn't usually happen

So

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

Mrs. Twombly actually has so much patience I don't think she'd be that mad at you Blythe

The fact the pets are literally just next door

"CURSE MY FREAKISHLY LARGE HEAD!!!" Blythe have you looked at the people around you

But I like the self awareness

"Why does this kind of stuff always happen to me?" Because you're the main character Blythe try to keep up

Okay I'm scared

Pepper and Zoe are actually bouncing in sync

Why is this so amusing

They both want to lead together

That is so oddly sweet

Hehe

They're friendship is everything to me

Pepper taking offense at "Smelly Pants"

Pepper struggling to come up with an insult on the spot

"Tiny boy."

HELPPPP WHY IS THIS EPISODE SO FUNNY 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Is Penny planning an assassination

NOT THE SLAP FIGHT

"Jasper shut the fuck up my gf is having her fifth emotional break down of the week and it's Monday!"

"We'll get.... really really mad..." Everything that comes out of Pepper's mouth is comedy gold istg

Youngmee going on a wild goose chase

Vinnie being the first one to go back to normal

Pepper is literally fighting Buttercream with her tail

Loving how Vinnie is the first to realize what's going on

Pepper and Vinnie are the first ones to snap out of it

Hell yeah

How deep is that purse holy shit

Bruh Pepper and Zoe licking Blythe's face is so cute

Pepper literally just roasted Penny

Also is something wrong with her eyes or is she just chilling

Now they have a phobia of sugar

I'm still waiting for my icing pop btw

[sanaxo-o]

spread some love !

talk about your favourite mutuals and why you like them

I am only tagging the mutuals who I talk on a daily basis. I truly love, respect and look up to every single mutual of mine and I am really grateful to have them in my life because I don’t think I would have come this far without them :)

@o-onikix : Nara is literally my closest and dearest friend I could ask for. She literally knows everything about me, she is also someone who pays close attention to me and always remembers the littlest things I say. Like once we were talking and I mentioned about me liking butterscotch cake and a few days later when we were on call and I was eating a cake Nara went “Is that butterscotch cake?” Without even me having to tell her. It made me genuinely so happy because tbh she might be the only irl friend who pays so close attention to me and my well being. Not only that you will always see me running to her whenever I am in some kind of misery and she would always be there for me and listen to me. I still remember how I was there with Nara when we were talking about ghosts 😭. Poor baby was shaking 💀 but tbh…she’s cute like that haha. I love you so much Nara 🥺

@from-izzy : ironic how it’s about to be a year since I sent you that flirty text as our first conversation. Omg glad I got this ask now. So yesterday I had this huge argument and was upset but do you know what izz does? She call me to check on me to know if I am okay 🥺. Like that made me realise that I truly am surrounded by such lovable and caring people and that also especially someone like izzy knowing she was herself freaking out over her assignments yet she called me :( it made me want to cry (happy tears yall). And tbh even though me and izzy argue most of the time her silly stuff at the end of the day I always go to her knowing I cannot live a day without hearing her rant about uni. Mine and Izzy’s friendship cannot be described in one paragraph tbh 😭. Like we have way too many dynamics for that 😭. We can be flirting on one app, bickering on another and having a deep conversation on some whole another app. To sum it up, I trust izzy a loads and I always go to her when I have to talk about something :) love you 🥺

@winterchimez : my Als, mu Sabrina Carpenter enthusiasts, the one who bears my crazy ass 🥺. We literally bonded over Sabrina Carpenter and I love that for us. I always go to ally when I see something negative or just to talk about something I get stressed about and you know what fills my heart? She is always there for me. Despite everything she’s been going through, she still manages to have a talk with me and I admire her for that. Not only that she might be one of the strongest people out there for still doing what she’s doing despite the struggles. Me and ally are someone who would always be together (as she said, we’re Kyunyu) she’s also ig the third mutual I made on this app which is really important for me because it wasn’t easy for me at that time knowing my writing was always dark and it made me kind of reluctant on making friends, scared people might judge me but Ally just out here accepting me as her gremlin. (I will always send you Sangyeon stuff. Once you see this expect that Sangyeon video in your DMs mam). Love you despite all the stuff I pull up with hehe.

@strayed-quokka : me and Lenlen met just this year, in feb but we got insanely close so fast it’s crazy. If you are a moot of Lennon you can expect some adventures from her side which will always make you go “WHAT? HOW ARE YOU? EVERYTHING ALRIGHT??” Like no kidding. I used to also read her TBZ work (by that I mean that Sunwoo fic) before I became her moot and I still cannot accept the fact that we’re now moots 😭🥺. She has my heart and we’re married I believe. The one thing I always look forward to is “Good morning Sana” from lenlen which just makes me smile like a kid 🥺. Me and lenlen also have such chaotic moments together, she’s always up to something in the DMs tbh 😭. And when you see me and lenlen together expect some crazy flirtings from both sides haha cause it’s never gonna stop. I still admire how lenlen and @from-izzy were there for me when I was scared and hid myself in the washroom:( it made me feel so much more better and safer knowing they are there for me no matter what.

@mosviqu : despite me and Boo starting off on some..meh terms (it’s not my fault you thought I was bullying you 😐) we grew so close after that tbh 😭. Me and bar from talking about her Sunwoo fic to me making a doc of Eric fic which only she has the access to 🥺. The words are not enough, because there’s so much to talk about her, from her writing, to her sweet personality, to her chaotic energy which just explodes out of nowhere. She also never fails to amaze me with her choice of words sometimes…

@cloverdaisies : we haven’t talked talked lately because (fuck your job and uni. They’re taking you away from me 😭🥺) life happened but I look up to clo and her writing so much it’s unimaginable. I remember how I was fangirling about her to ally and ally going “oh she’s my mutual” and me not believing it until clo started following me which made me want to scream and die out of happiness + embarrassment because hello?? Your favourite author just followed you 😭. And now when it comes to clo…I don’t trust her (jk) but I love her. She is…she makes me question reality with what she says everytime 😐. But I will never forget how clo was there for me when I needed her the most. She was listening to me talk when I was scared and I was truly glad because there was someone who was there to listen to me.

@astrae4 : Gill is like my child who always gets herself in trouble 😐😭. We always simp, sob, cry and scream over the one and only Choi Chanhee but despite that she gives some of the great advices when you need it. And no I am not gonna play that restaurant game ever again child-

@quaissants : my gremlin, my pudding 🥰. I trouble her like…everyday which makes her want to kill me (enemies to lovers?-) but despite that she helps me a loads when it comes to writing 🥺. We mostly interact on the server but nowadays I talk with her in DMs too which I am grateful for <3

@itsbeeble : hmm…I love you but I won’t stop bullying you (I don’t even bully you. You just think I bully you and it’s just your mind playing games with you because it’s always filled with Eric and Sunwoo…) jk but because of her busy schedule we don’t get to talk much but whenever she comes back from her disappearance those days might be one of the best ones because I have fun with her and izzy. Hope you’re alright and healthy since you disappeared. Again.

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Sup! hope you’re having a great day 😮💗 having childhood best friend brainrot- “you have my back right?” x “lmao probably” cheesy but I eat that shit up every time

could you write a oneshot or headcannon

for chishiya? He’s gotten/done something that’s worth celebrating (maybe it’s his birthday, got first place or a hundred on his test, got into the college that he applied to) he’s never been told by someone that they’re proud of him not even from his old man so he went on with his day expecting nothing special

But but BUT chishiya hears the familiar patterned knocks on his window, how they managed to get up there without his father knowing is beyond him but he’s relieved considering his old man isn’t all that fond with them (In this scenario id imagine that chishiya’s father wouldn’t really like us bc of our shortcomings? something like that...and if he isn’t friends with our parents)

they sneak (more like drag) him out with a lot of convincing and celebrate by going into places he would tolerate or enjoy,,rip his friend’s allowance 💸 At the end of the night they both end up on a park bench with store bought cake with messy written icing “I’m so pr he I did it bitch!!” done by yours truly. they do say it to him and give him a short side hug before he gets back home tho

Feel free to decline this! take care ⭐️

Celebrate With Me!

Summary: Reader acknowledges Chishiya's accomplishments.

Pairing: Chishiya x Reader

Warning: That good cliche shit, FLUFF, cuteness overload, not proofread!!!, changed a few things up!

A/N: ISTG I'm boutta make a Chishiya X Bestfriend! Reader bundle because these requests are too cute!! Hope you have a great day as well and take care too ^^ <3 I am incredibly happy and proud on how this turned out!!! Spent a literal 2 hours straight on it because I lost some progress and I'm gonna have my ass whooped later but this should cover the blow LOVE YALL AND THIS REQQQ ♥

Feedback is highly appreciated!!!

Chishiya sat upon his desk chair, currently finishing up some notes. Just things he's learnt or felt like he found interesting. He could use it in the future. Distant music playing from his favorite band echoed softly in his room.

There wasn't much to do. He'd recently gotten a letter from a university he had applied to - which he was successfully accepted in. He could say he was happy for himself but it just wasn't that exciting or celebration-worthy to him.

He continuously tapped the tip of the pen against the table in a rhythm, re-reading the paragraphs of various words.

SMACK

The sudden noise caught Chishiya's attention as he quickly twisted his head towards the loud noise. There, on his window, a handprint was seen as it was slowly sliding down the window, failing to stick.

Its fingers soon danced on the window, creating multiple and small taps across the glass pane without a proper flow of beat.

Chishiya sighed and stood up and opened the window to reveal his friend struggling to hold onto his window's support,

"Y/N, What are you doing here?" He wasn't at all surprised. He was just more so concerned why you were currently hanging by a thread on his window.

"I'll tell you when I get inside. Right now let's focus on the part where you shoULD BRING ME INSIDE." You flailed your legs around as you struggled to even breathe properly.

He hissed at you to stay quiet and helped you up to sneak inside.

There was a voice, somewhere in his mind where he actually wanted to leave you hanging for a while to amuse himself but that would have been a bad idea.

Once you had both your feet on the floor of his bedroom, you dusted yourself off and took a much needed breather. You had been running to his house since 45 minutes ago. It was hard with the troublesome traffic and people yelling at you as you swerved your way through them, you're just glad you've finally reached his humble abode.

"Right, Explain." He said bluntly, doing his signature move; placing his hands into his pockets. "How did you even get up here?"

You shaked your hand profusely, deflecting the topic. "Never mind that-, guess who found out when your birthday iiiisss?" You looked up at him with a tired yet mischievous grin.

"I'm guessing you."

"Me," You announced proudly while facing your thumb towards yourself, chest up in victory. "And you wanna know what I'm gonna do about it?"

"Please don't." Chishiya sighed, point-blankly. Unfortunately, there was no hope of changing the situation's circumstances because he knew when you were hooked on something, it's sure that you'll be hell-bent on getting it, no matter how stupidly dangerous or ridiculous it may seem.

You laughed before dropping down to the carpeted floor of his room and picking up your sling bag. "Now, as I was saying," Your finger dramatically pointed towards the bag. "We gotta celebrate! So we're going out and hang!"

"I really rather not." He stood his ground, stubbornly declining your offer.

"Come on, you're gonna celebrate your birthday with me!" You teased with the same playful grin you gave him. He was always so stubborn when it came to things he accomplished or failed - whether you wanna celebrate it or cheer him up. Either way, you were going to be even more stubborn than him this time.

"No." He muttered out sternly.

"Yes," You pushed with determination. "We are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No"

"Yes"

"No-"

"Why not??" You broke the repetitive, single-worded debate and gave him a sad look. "You never celebrate anything. Don't you want me to show you how happy and proud I am for you, Chishiya?"

Chishiya seemed to be broken from his train of thought at his words. He was silent, but you could tell that he was processing your words and calculating a response as if he was some kind of robot. You'd have to be honest, he kind of is one sometimes-

"Fine, I'll go and celebrate my birthday." Was all he said, his condescending look seeming to have disappeared - replaced with an unreadable expression.

It didn't feel like an answer at all - you felt disappointed. But you decided to push away those feelings for later because you were still ecstatic about your achievement and that's what mattered.

"W-Wonderful! You go get prepared or something!" You told him in a panic frenzy and opened the window from where you cam from. "I'll wait for you to climb out the window!"

And before waiting for his response, the last thing Chishiya saw of you was you already dipping out of the window and landed on the lush grass, in pain - as he presumed. He quickly changed and made his way down the stairs, being granted the permission to leave.

Chishiya would probably be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little bit concerned for your well being when you jumped out of that window.

To his surprise, when he went outside, he saw you standing proudly with a little dirt in your hair and face.

"You goof??" He asked, eyeing you up and down.

"Perfect, Great! I didn't get hurt, totally didn't - I think I sprained my wrist but that's totally fixed now." You spoke quickly, not even giving him a chance to say another word since you had grabbed him by his wrist. "Now come on! We don't have all day."

-

"Was this necessary?" Chishiya mutters blankly as he takes in the view of the park. It was a rather quiet, and less populated park wherever you and Chishiya both lived. Not many people visited everyday but there were still some who came often. Parks that were more widely known had a bigger crowd and you know Chishiya enough to know that he doesn't like big crowds. Especially the noise that comes with it.

"It was either this or the carnival next place." You turned to him and raised your brow.

"I think I prefer the park." He shrugged. It wasn't a bad place at all - Fairly clean and a decent view. You would sometimes come here alone and think, maybe even attempt to bring Chishiya over. But he was either busy or too stubborn to go. Thankfully, you managed to corner him.

Even though Chishiya let you take him here this time.

Both of you took your time there, having deep talks which mostly started off with why he hadn't really celebrated many past birthdays, which made you frown a lot. Chishiya thought it was half a mistake to give you that information after you had told him that you were gonna celebrate his birthday for him every year instead.

He may be lying if he didn't appreciate it.

The rest of the time, both of you walked and talked on the more philosophical topics. Just the precious quality time between two great lov friends, walking underneath the cloudy weather with strands of sunlight pushing through and landing on the cobblestone pavements.

It didn't seem much as a birthday celebration to the regular human etiquette but you could care less because both of you were having. swell time. Even if neither of you said it. It was a bonding time that didn't need the use of an explanation and more of a feeling.

Your eye was caught by a flock of ducks roaming around a side of a pond next to a woman selling duck food or pieces of bread. Chishiya must've noticed this since you had fully stopped walking and stood in place, staring at them.

"You wanna feed the ducks?" His voice brought you out of your mini daydream, he had his natural high charm evident in his face and voice.

"I, well, if you want to. It's your birthday, not mine.." You mumbled out, it was a bit low for anyone to actually process your words, seeing that you would be a little upset that you didn't feed those ducks.

"Okay then," He lightly smiles and walks his way past you with a bored yet slightly amused expression. "Let's go feed those ducks."

Like a little kid who had been given permission to sleep over at his friend's house, you giddily smiled and practically swooshed right on past him and over to the woman selling the small bits of food.

You quickly bought two small bags and handed one over to Chishiya. He took the bag filled with small, multiple pieces of duckfeed into his hands and looked back up at you. "If I'm gonna feed the ducks, you've gotta feed them too." You told him with a bright smile before kneeling down to the ducks.

Chishiya opened the bag and shook around its contents before taking out a handful and throwing it onto the ground the ducks stood upon with a blank face.

However, you had a cute and dorky smile on your face while you handfed them all equally. Some of them bit you by accident but it was no more painful than a light pinch. Your smile was bright enough to light up a whole room, Chishiya thought as he held back the urge to smile at your antics.

A chuckle from the old vendor caught both of your attention. When she noticed she sighed softly, "Sorry,"

You smiled, "No worries! It's absolutely fine! Why were you chuckling anyway?" Hand finding its way to the bag full of duck feed to gather some more and hand over the pieces to the ducks.

She grinned at the both of you. "Both of you are so cute, are you a couple?"

The question caught both of you off guard. You could quite literally feel the tension rise in the atmosphere. You felt your breath hitch and your lungs close as it denied you to breath from the sudden question.

"No! No, heh, we're just friends." You shot up with an awkward smile at the lady who had understood the tension between her and you both. You look back up at Chishiya with a nervous look on your face. "Isn't that right, Chi?"

He appeared to have froze due to your question. Or was he just standing still and silent because he had zoned out? Was he deeply immersed in his thoughts?

"No, we're friends." Chishiya confirmed. You expected that answer but you couldn't help but feel the pang in your heart when he actually said it.

The vendor nodded and apologized once again for asking such a question. She went back to her small stand to mind her own business instead.

Now you and Chishiya kept on feeding the ducks until both your bags were completely empty, all in awkward silence. Not one of you tried to break the ice since it appeared that no one had anything to say after that question.

You turned to thank the lady before leaving with Chishiya without a word.

Upon arriving back at the park's entrance Chishiya decided to finally break the silence. "Well? Where are you dragging me off to next?" He asked, raising a brow at you. You had almost completely forgotten the reason why you had went out in the first place.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot." Slipping your hand into your slingbag, you pulled out a small crumpled paper and unfolded it.Chishiya tried to lean in and read but you pulled the paper closer to you. "Hey! Don't peek on the surprise." You pouted, forgetting all about the question for a moment.

He put his hand up defensively but it was no more than a sarcastic tease. "No peeking." He repeats before shoving his hands into his pockets once again. Chishiya was almost never seen with his hands outside his pockets outside of his home. It was almoat natural and expected.

Once you were sure he wouldn't peek again, you opened up the piece of paper before folding it once more.

"I got an idea."

"You looked at the paper which most likely had the idea.

"I have an idea." You repeated, dismissing his smart assness. "Follow me!" And once again, you boldly took a hold of his wrist and started to dash to whatever place you were dragging him to next.

-

The warm light of the welcome sign greeted the both of you as you stood outside a relatively new, and decently small café. And sketchy enough, the stores it was between in was a shady dentist's office and a run-down, forever closed drug store.

"This is the new coffee shop that opened last week." Chishiya noticed, looking up at the hangout's name to remember it. "It certainly has a sketchy location."

"That's cause this was the only place the owner could afford. In fact, they're actually quite creeped out by the stores beside it. I feel bad." You explained briefly, glancing at the side shops. "But that's not what we're here for, dear friend."

You pushed him inside the cafe and it was definitely much better on the inside than the out. It had relatively creamy walls and warm lights. You were surprised that the place wasn't filled with people. Tempting enough to keep this place as a secret, all to yourself.

"Sit the hell down." You brought Chishiya to a corner seat - which is, in a natural rule, one of the best seats a restaurant or any place could ask for - and sitting in front of him.

"It isn't a bad place, I'll give it that." Your bleach haired friend admitted, his eyes still roaming around. "What gave you the idea?"

A giggle escaped your lips, "I wanted to try it out. I actually visited the place a few days ago. It was completely different than now. They changed it a lot." You shrugged, "And I thought of you when I stepped in here. I thought you'd like the place."

Chishiya smiled lightly, which was again; rare. "It's good."

"Better than-"

"I haven't decided yet." He cut you off before you could finish which resulted in you giving him a cheeky smirk.

He couldn't help but feel good about himself when you admitted that you thought of him when you found this place. It felt truly honorable than his straight A's and cards with that big ol' red 'Accepted' on it. It was something near to a foreign feeling.

"About what that vendor said-" You were immediately cut off by a waiter coming up, asking for your orders. You coughed into your arm at the sudden surprise and ordered your preferred drink.

Chishiya glanced at you and the waiter, what was with the question? He quickly ordered his own drink as you thanked the waiter before they left.

Another set of an awkward silence filled between the both of you. He was curious about your earlier question but didn't want to push you, you looked embarassed enough after choking on your own spit.

"Don't think about it. She just made a mistake, it's fine." Chishiya wanted to say something else but decided to take matters into his own hands instead. "It's not that uncommon. Sometimes expected."

You nodded at his words. "Right.. I forgot, they have board games here! You wanna play?" You beamed up, changing the subject. He glanced his eyes to the side, finding the board games that you were talking about.

All of them were stacked on a small bookshelf that had a good amount of books on it as well.

"Sure, we'll play." He shrugged without a care. "Why don't you choose the game, Y/N?"

You hummed out a yes and took your time; reading all the board game labels. There were many of them but you wanted to try out something bold, something Chishiya would actuallu want to play with you. "Ah! Chess."

Why Chess? You finally processed your declaration.

"Oh, Chess?" Chishiya looked back at you. What a bold declaration of war. "Sure, why not."

You felt yourself gulp and begin to pray for your mistakes and for your well being, choosing a game like this against a guy like Chishiya. You've already made a decision and stood up and made your walk of shame towards the small chess board.

Bringing the board to your table, you gathered yourself the confidence and smacked the board down.

"Bring it on, Shuntaro." A smirk appeared on your face, a bold glimmer in your eyes.

-

"I think I'm gonna be sick." You burp out, watching your side of the chess board with bored and tired eyes. You've already accepted your death wish an hour ago.

Now you were here with two empty cups, 3 hours that passed by and found yourself with only a King and a Pawn against Chishiya's fucking army. You've paid for your drinks an hour ago and you were still here, suffering.

"You chose the game." He defended. He looked unchanged - just the same guy three hours ago. Meanwhile you sat in front of him, a hand in your hair and tired eyes.

You weren't sleepy, you were just tired of watching your entire empire fall.

"You're enjoying this, I know it. Behind those blank eyes of yours? You're enjoying this." An almost pathetically dramatic voice of sulking came from you as you connected your forehead onto the table.

You could feel him shrug in front of you.

"But alas!" You rose dramatically, "That was my plan all along!" You moved your king to the line of sight of his queen, making yourself lose. "I forfeit. Besides, we're gonna miss the best part of today!"

Chishiya watched as you obliterated yourself and throwing the chess pieces off the board and clean up. "Fun game." He responded to your actions.

"It was not at all fair." You pushed and closed the board up when you finished counting off the chess pieces and went off to put it back in respect. "You're far smarter than me and you know it."

"You chose th-"

"Yeah, Yeah. 'I chose the game' and whatnot, I get it." You echoed him in an immature tone of voice, but you'd never deny his intelligence. He technically carried you through physics and math.

He stood up and walked out beside you, hearing the same waiter who served you both give their thanks.

"The last stop shouldn't be too far from here." You were looking at that old crumpled piece of paper you had a while ago.

After just a few minutes, maybe 10, of walking, you found both yourselves in front of a popular convenience store joint that you and Chishiya always went to for a quick lunch or snack break when you were both in highschool.

You lead him to a black bench right across the small store and placed your things down, taking your wallet out your bag.

"Stay here." You smiled before running into the building.

Chishiya stared at the all too familiar black bench. No, he didn't sit, the black bench gave him an overflow of memories when you both hung out here. You and Chishiya would buy anything you both wanted and were able to buy from the store and sit out here, exchanging notes and occasionally jokes. He smiled at the thought.

"I told you to sit!" You pointed at him accusingly as you held a brown paper bag in your other arm. The sounds of the bells on the doors clinged together when you exited the building.

"I was." Chishiya turned his way to you.

"After almost 10 minutes of me being in there? Come on." You chuckled and decided to sit down on the black bench yourself. He followed right after you. "Check out what I got!"

You ruffled your hand into the paper bag with joy, tongue sticking out and biting softly on the muscle. "Boom!" You cheered when you took it out.

It was a small almost medium, cute pink cake - which was his favorite whipped strawberry flavor - with Chishiya's favorite cookies decorated on the outer curve.

You handed it to chishiya with the same dorky smile you had when you were feeding the ducks at the park. He observed the writing on the cake with narrow eyes.

'Hapi'

'You de'

'Congratatulations!!!'

Despite the spelling error, and the very messy writing, you still smiled like an idiot and Chishiya couldn't help but appreciate the fucked up cake. He actually showed you his smile that time.

Can you believe it? Making Chishiya smile 3 maybe even 4 times today?

It made yourself smile even wider that you had to put your chin on your hands.

"You spelled 'Congra-"

"I'm aware of my mistake Chishiya but there's clearly no more room for anymore mistakes on that cake." You pointed at the cake which really did have no more room for anymore icing.

He exhaled with a smile, his way of laughing or chuckling at you genuinely at best, before opening the plastic lid.

"Oh and, if you want anymore of your bland ass cookies, there's more in the bag. Can't understand why you like that crap." You jokingly gave him a cringed look and stuck your tongue out in disgusted exaggeration. But, you got it for him.

"Fork?" Chishiya asked, looking back up at you.

"Oh shit, yeah I forgot." You opened up your sling and pulled out two plastic forks. "I figured that there wasn't going to be any free forks in the store so I decided to bring some."

Handing him one, you were more than ready to eat the cake with him.

As both of you dipped in for the first bite, you both heard the sounds of popping in the sky which caught Chishiya off his guard.

Fireworks were in the sky. All different colors, blending in so well in the night sky.

"Would you look at that." You said in awe through the cake in your mouth. "I wonder who put that there."

"You did something, didn't you?" Chishiya looked at you, unamused but still appreciative. You could tell it through the way how soft his eyes looked. It was much softer and quite happier than usual, and you were proud.

"I may have asked some friends." You shrugged, meeting his gaze.

Both of you had not only the warm light emitting from the convenience store, but the different colors of the fireworks that temporarily glowed on both of your faces.

You thought he looked so pretty in all of the colored sparks of light. You could get used to his eyes if it were like this.

"I'm really happy and proud of you, Chish." You said all full of truth, hitting his shoulder playfully. "You need to hear it sometimes, no?"

"I guess." Chishiya answered with a shrug again, lifting another fork full of cake near his mouth. "Thanks, I think."

You chuckled, finally hearing those words come out of his mouth felt so satisfying to you. You were even sure he never really said it all to anyone. The sparks in the sky continued to flash in the sky all so beautifully. "Don't mention it."

Maybe he could get used to this, having someone like you. It made him feel all warm and proud for once.

[bunnyreaper]

STRUGGLES TO THINK OF A REQUEST!!!

SOMETHING REALLY SOFT AND FLUFFY WITH GN/TRANS MASC READER?? LIKE PRAISE N STUFF; MAYBE READER IS A VIRGIN OR SMTH !!!I GET DYSPHORIA WITH AMAB READER BUT I DONT WANT TO BE CALLED A GOOD GIRL EITHER YK??

ps look at my gorgeous man

okay, wrote a lil gn!reader x gaz, with birthday theme!! it's a bit silly but i hope you enjoy!! mild 18+ below + alcohol consumption!

Being in the army was never convenient. Thrilling, challenging, life changing, yes--but never, ever truly convenient. 

You suppose the universe took pity on you somewhat, as the stakeout in a sweltering hot campervan had been moved forward to yesterday, narrowly missing your birthday, but only just.

Today you're still left with the fatigue of the late night you pulled staring down binoculars and making the awkwardest small talk ever with Ghost.

But, today at least, you'd entered the rec room of the Los Vaqueros base to the most pleasant surprise. 

Kyle must have spent the whole afternoon preparing it, as there were balloons and bunting and even a small cake waiting for you when you arrived--as well as the man himself, all soft eyes and beaming smile. 

The cake has long since disappeared (largely courtesy of Johnny), and you've both been making your way through a fairly expensive bottle of tequila, one shot at a time. 

The Captain didn't stick around for too long, and Ghost headed to bed after him and Johnny swept the floor with you and Kyle in a particularly heated game of beer pong. 

Johnny is currently drooling into the couch cushions as you and Kyle try and finish off the last of the tequila while playing Never Have I Ever. You're a few rounds in, and Kyle is rapidly realising that there's a lot of things you haven't done.

"Never have I ever... had a threesome." Kyle says, with a shrug and a melodic laugh, and is unsurprised when you don't drink.

"Never have I ever had a twosome, even." You counter with a snorted laugh.

Then, mortification washes over you, as you stay stock still and wait for the realisation to catch up to Kyle.

"Oh, you've never...?" His lips part and his eyes widen adorably, but they hold no judgement within. 

"Nope." You shake your head, taking a hefty sip now anyway to deal with the blush of your cheeks at such a reveal. 

Kyle follows suit out of habit, his face scrunching at the taste. "With anyone?" 

"Nope, I've done some things but... no one I wanted to go all the way with." Really, you aren't embarrassed about this detail in particular, more so that you're sharing it with Kyle, who you've been crushing on pretty much since you first laid eyes on him. 

"Well then." His initial surprise dissipates, replaced with an entirely too sweet smile that just makes you melt. "Hope you find them soon, if you're ready." 

His voice is laced with sincerity, and as you get lost in his gaze all you can think of is that above everything, you're so thankful you get to call Kyle your best friend. "Thanks for not being weird about it." 

"Nothing to be weird about." He says, completely nonchalant as he reaches out, his hand resting on your arm to rub reassuringly. "Though I do think you're missing out." As he says those final words, his face splits into a smirk for the ages, before he wraps his lips round the bottle once more. 

"Oh I know I am, trust me." You groan, desperately wishing to experience everything you hear people talk about, especially with Kyle. 

"Tequila brings out the wild side of you, apparently." He chuckles. 

You shove him playfully, knowing deep down you haven't gotten as wild as you could. "You say that like it doesn't do the same to you! I remember when you were doing shots in that bar we went to, and you ended up shirtless on the dancefloor." 

He hangs his head in embarrassment, but smiles through it anyway. "Thanks for reminding me of that." 

"Anytime, Kyle." You wink, the alcohol making you just a little bold. "Think I might head to bed though, actually." Best to go now before you end up straddling him right here, you think.

"We outlasted Soap, so I'll call that a win." He screws the cap on the tequila before setting it down on the table and offering you a hand to help you stand.  "Did you enjoy yourself?" 

"I really did, thanks for remembering." You smile, trying to fight the urge to rush to him for a hug. "I'll clean up in the morning." 

"Let me walk you back to your room, yeah?" He offers his arm now, allowing you to hold onto him as the two of you make your way out of the rec room.

"Oh, you're being extra nice, it must be my birthday." You tease, eyes ahead so as to not focus on the muscle you're clinging to and the heat radiating off him.

At that, he gasps. "You're my favourite person, I'm always nice to you." 

"If being cheeky is nice, then sure." 

His head dips down ever so slightly, and he stops walking for just the briefest of moments, his voice almost a whisper. "It's how I show my affection." 

It takes everything within you to not fall over your feet then and there. 

"Does that mean you have heart eyes for the Captain, because you're always being cheeky with him?" 

Deflect, deflect, deflect. 

"Why? You jealous?" He laughs, now properly coming to a stop outside your door. 

"Desperately." You drawl sarcastically, hoping he doesn't see right through it--and hoping he doesn't notice your shiver when he pulls away.

Things fall comfortably silent between you, as you stand and share fond looks. You swipe your key card, kicking the door open ever so slightly as you cling to his presence for a moment longer, not really wanting to go inside. 

"Kyle..." You begin, not really knowing what you'll say next. 

"Yeah?" His smile is so bright, so warm and loving that it almost hurts to lay eyes on.

"Thanks again." 

"S'aright." He shrugs it off like it's no big deal that he remembered, and made sure that everyone made a fuss. "Not too bad as far as birthdays go, I hope."  

Little does he realise, spending time with him is the best birthday gift you could ask for. Well, almost.

"Not bad at all, though I just thought of something else I want as a gift." Bravery courses through you, your brain ticking over into a needy territory where you just need something from Kyle--something beyond barely-there touches and friendly smiles. 

"One wasn't enough?" He teases, his eyebrow quirking and lips turning up in a way that makes him all the more attractive. 

"Nope." You take a step closer, and he makes no effort to retreat.

"Lay it on me then." 

And with those words, you snap. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down so you can slot your lips against his and pour out all your pent up feelings into kissing him silly. He tastes like tequila, and mint, and heaven, as he kisses you deeper and deeper, and sends your head into a bigger spin than the alcohol did.

He pulls away after a moment, pupils blown wide and hands still gripping onto you. "Fuck." 

"I mean, the actual gift I'd like would be a lot more... involved, but..." 

He pushes you through the door, slamming you against it as he closes it behind the two of you. "How about we make a deal?" He begins, before trailing kisses down your jaw, to the sensitive spots on your neck. 

"Oh?" You ask, voice barely there as light-headed dizziness and arousal takes over. 

"Tonight... I'll give you part of your gift, but the rest has to come when we're both sober." He whispers, his words full of promise. 

You whine as he nips at your throat, already wanting more, wanting everything. "You're no fun." 

He pulls away to meet your gaze, eyes sparkling as his hardness presses against you, and he flashes that oh-so-handsome smile. "If I'm gonna be the one to fuck you for the first time, I'm gonna make damn sure you remember it, yeah?"

[thatgayash]

Fanfic onehshot inspired by art made by @tekidoll

Summary or whatever:Chris and Cakey have a sleepover (Charon ends up joining for some reason)

Chris and Charon were sitting on the couch in Cakey’s apartment, waiting for her to get ready. There were some scattered dishes around the area, which is not surprising considering her eating habits. Finally, Cakey came out of her bedroom, wearing a shirt and some sweatpants.

“What took ya so long?” Chris asks her  as he leans back into the couch, examining her.  Cakey rubs the back of her neck sheepishly.

“Ah- um I just got a little distracted in there…anyways, are y’all hungry? I made cookies and I have some sodas in the fridge!” She says as she rushes into the kitchen.

“Hey, Chris, we won’t be doing any makeovers, right…?” Charon asks him as he puts his middle arms around himself.

“I hope so…I mean I don’t mind if we’re doing nail polish, because I already paint my nails,” Chris says as he extends his hand to check his nails which were painted black. Charon just laughs before saying,”Emo.”

“I am not emo! I’m just stylish! Besides, I literally break mirrors and our fans still love me!!” Chris responds defensively. Charon just keeps laughing at his antics, putting a hand over his mouth.

Cakey returns with a plate with cookies and some sodas. She sets the plate down on the table. She had 2 Coca Colas, one sprite, and a root beer for Chris.

“Niiiiiiiice. Thank you, Cakey!!” Charon thanks her appreciatively as he takes the bottle of sprite and drinks it. Cakeys smiled before muttering “You’re welcome.” She then hands Chris the root beer. He immediately chugs it, a very Chris thing to do. Cakey just laughs as she opens her bottle of Coca Cola and sits down beside him.

“So…it’s been a bit, Charon. How are you and Norman doing? Have you stopped harassing him?” Cakey asks Charon as she tilts her head to the side.

“Oh, we’re doing just fine! I still harass him, but we’re actually dating now!” Charon responds enthusiastically. Chris almost spits out his drink at the word “dating”.

“What. Since when did that happen?! Didn’t he like, get vivisected or something?!” Chris exclaimed in pure shock.

“God did that, idiot. And that doesn’t matter because me and Norman are still dating either way!” Charon says as Cakey and Chris turn their heads to give each other the “Are you hearing what I’m hearing?!” look

“Um…y’know what, let’s not talk about that anymore. Anyways, who’s ready for a makeover!!” Cakey says as she pulls out a bunch of makeup and nail polish. Charon and Chris could only look at each other in horror as they knew their impending fate.

But nothing is going to go wrong!

Right?

Right…?

(Spoiler alert:it did)

——— ———

“Chris, I swear to god, you can’t smash every mirror you see!!” Charon says as he holds Chris back with his 6 arms, which still wasn’t really working because if Chris has his bat and he wants to smash a mirror, oh lord he will. Cakey was just sitting on the couch in the background, eating some cake while watching the two fight.

“Oh, how nice, they’re getting along,” Cakey says way too neutrally as she takes another bite of the cake.

“Cakey, you better get your butt over here if you don’t want Chris breaking one of your mirrors!!” Charon exclaims as he holds Chris away from the mirror.

“Oh don’t worry, friends! Nothing bad will happen! I just want to give it a little…fist bump…” Chris says as he tries to grab his metal bat. Charon looks at Cakey desperately as she eats her cake,

“Can’t you like, make ideas form out of thin air or whatever!?” Charon asks her as he continues to struggle to hold him back. Cakey just looks at him indifferently as she takes another bite of the cake.

“No, idiot, I don’t. Kinda sounds like a you problem not gonna lie,” She says as she watches the drama unfold. Charon gives her a desperate look. She sighs. “Okay, okay…fine.”

“Chris…I found a smut fan fiction of you and Kennith…” Cakey says to him with a serious expression. Chris suddenly stops moving, his eyes widened as his mouth turned agape.

“What the- we’re just friends!!” Chris exclaims as he drops his bat onto the ground. He continues to ramble, not realizing that Charon had taken away the bat from him for…safety reasons…

“Lol, just jokin’. Gotcha,” Cakey says to him as she gets rid of the serious expression. 

“You little-“ Chris says with a scrunched up face as he grabs his bat that was there. His hands just grab at the air instead of his usual black bat. “What, who stole my bat?!”

“I did…we can’t trust you with that bat of yours…” Charon confesses as he sighs.

“This is so unfair, man! That’s my bat. I-“ Chris says before Cakey stares at him with dark eyes, immediately shutting him up.

“Anyways,

(I know it’s cut off but I never finished it. I know it’s cringy I made it back in January when Ghost and Pals was all I lived and breathed for. Still love their music tho❤️❤️ I copy and pasted this from my docs lol)

[nights-legacy]

Body Snatched - Kaminari Denki

Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ #2

Body Snatched masterlist Note-- another multiple requested boy!

2436 Words

Warnings: unwanted touches and actions, attempted assault, language, vague mentions of wounds

Quick Note: reader has a flora/vegetation quirk

+ You and Kaminari do not get along most of the time. You didn't care for his overly flirty persona. He never let your distaste stop him from trying to get your favor but he did know when to settle down. Mineta didn't, however and he went way, way too far. 

Kaminari and Mineta are known for being perverted. Mineta, more so but Kami had his moments. So it wasn't surprising that the two were on the receiving end of someone lashing out on them with their quirk. And Mineta had one thing on his mind. Mineta and Kami had had a conversation about you that morning, and he wanted to 'try his luck' since he knew of the hidden mutual crush between You and Kami.

Y/N's POV

"Guys, could you turn it down? I've got the beginning of a migraine." I asked, looking up from my homework. Kiri and Sero were playing some game and it was getting loud. Sero looked back at me with a sorry smile.

"Yeah. There are some meds in the top drawer of my night stand if you want some." He said as Kiri turned down the volume.

"Thanks." I turned to get it, but Bakugou was already holding the bottle out to me. He was still looking at his homework.

"Whatever." He glanced up when I took the bottle and got out some meds. He put it away for me before looking at the others. "Should you even be playing? Do you even have your school shit done?"

"Yes, Bakugou." Kiri turned his head towards Bakugou but still kept his eyes on the screen. "Not all of us word ahead like you, Mr. Top of the Class."

"Whatever. At least I'm not struggling to pass." He looked back to the papers in front of him.

"Hey!" A chorus of yells came from the boys. I flinched at the volume. There were a couple of hushed sorries.

"But doesn't that reflect on the tutor of said struggling to pass boys?" I said. The two burst out laughing, covering their mouths to be quiet, while Bakugou glared at me. He kicked me slightly. I smacked his ankle and threw petals in his face in response.

"The parties here!" Kaminai yelled as he showed up. I flinched before rolling my eyes and turned back to my homework. He continued to be loud even when the others were trying to shush him.

"Hey, Spark Plug! Quiet your damn mouth! That one has a migraine, and you're making it worse." Bakugou snapped softly. Kami flinched away quickly.

"No, no. It's alright. I'm just going to go back to my room. You guys have fun." I gathered my stuff and walked out. I was halfway to my room when someone called my name.

"L/N!" Kaminari's voice echoed behind me. I paused only because he called me by my name, not his private nickname for me. "L/N I'm sorry for being loud back there."

"And you're not sorry for being loud now?" I asked. He flinched a little but forced a smile.

"I am sorry." He said. I just looked at him. He stuck his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels. I was waiting for the flirting.

"What are you wanting?" I asked before turning to walk again.

"Well, I just wanted to spend time with my friend. Something wrong with that, L/N?"

"Noo..." I looked at him again. He was already watching me. His gaze was different than normal. Usually his gaze was flirty with major admiration in them, but this gaze was just ...dirty. It made my skin crawl. "Are you okay, Kami?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, L/N. Why wouldn't I be?" That's three times now he's called me L/N. He's religious with the nickname. Something's not right.

"Okay. Nice. Well I'm going to go study. See ya later." I smiled and walked faster. I could hear him walking behind me still. As I reached my door, I heard something that made me freeze.

"Nice piece of cake." He muttered. I looked over my shoulder to see him staring at my ass, biting his lip hard. There was only one person who has ever said that exact line to me.

"Mineta?" My voice is very breathy. He went rigid and looked up at me like a deer in headlights. "Shit..."

"L/N? Why did y-you call me Mineta? I, I, I..."

"I don't know what happened here, but I need you to get lost." I opened my door and pulled out my phone to text Bakuyou quickly. I was just about to hit send as I was closing the door when he finally reacted.

"Wait no!" He yelled. I felt him grab the doorknob and then it went black.

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the numb, tingly feeling of my hand. I felt the hard floor under my back and groaned quickly. The sound of rapid pacing caught my attention and I forced my eyes open. Kaminari... Mineta was pacing in front of my door.

"Shit." I muttered quietly. I moved my head slowly and saw my phone. I was able to grab it without Mineta noticing. I opened it to see my text to Bakugou still at the ready. I hit send before closing the phone. "Get the fuck out!"

"Shit! You scared me!" He yelped. I sat up and glared at him. "I didn't mean to shock you Babe. I was just on edge."

"One. Don't call me babe." I pushed off the floor to my feet. "And two. I said Get the fuck out, Mineta!"

"Mineta? I'm not..."

"Please! Only one person says 'Nice piece of cake.' to me. Kaminari even has more decency than that." I snapped. He took on a panicked look. He looked around as if trying to find something to help him.

"I'm n-not leaving." He tried to say firmly. He looked at his hands before charging at me. I tried to back up but I hit the wall. He grabbed my wrists and slammed them on the wall by my head.

"Hey! Let go of... Ah!" Electricity traveled down my arms. I screamed until it stopped after a few seconds. He crowded in on me. I tried to kick him but he was able to place himself between my legs, rendering the kicks useless.

"Damn..." He was panting above me. There was a crazed look in his eyes that would have made me hot if this was Kaminari. I always gave the boy gruff for his flirting but it was just because he flirted with everyone, not just me.

"You're sick." I tried to pull away from his hold. He tightened his grip. Another string of volts went down my arms. With the distraction, he slammed his lips against mine and shoved his tongue down my throat. It finally clicked in my head, remembering I had a quirk.

"Ah!" He screamed as he finally let go of me. His hands were bleeding from the thorn vine I grew around my wrist. 

I quickly opened my balcony door and grabbed the railing. I reached out and made a limb from a nearby tree extend out. I launched over the railing to the limb and climbed away from the building. It was hard to hold on because my hands were numb.

"Crap." I tried to hold on as I directed the branch towards the ground but slipped off.  The breath was knocked out of me as I hit.

"L/N!" I looked up at my room to see him jumping over the railing, too. I got up and took off. Running around the building to the front, I saw Aizawa and All Might walking up to the dorm doors. 

"Sensei's!" I yelled as I ran from Mineta. I stumbled, and All Might caught me before I hit the ground. He helped me stand upright when we heard an explosion just beyond the building. Not even half a minute later, Sero and Bakugou came walking out with Mineta in tow.

"What's going on? Why do you have young Kaminari tied up?" All Might asked.

"Because this isn't Spark Plug. It's Mineta!" Bakugou snapped.

"What?" Aizawa looked annoyed and cdumb founded at the same time. Bakugou went into telling him about my text and involuntarily began to zone out. I could feel my body start to sag in exhaustion and a sharp tingling started to take over the numbness in my hands.

"Young L/N?" I heard All Might speak but I could barely register it. I was like he was talking through water or something. I looked up at him. He was looking at me worried. "Are you alright?"

"I, Um..." Before I could form a coherent response or even thought, I collapsed. Multiple sets of hands caught me and lowered me to the ground. I could hear them talking about me but nothing made sense, as if they were speaking a whole other language.

"These are electrical burns. We need to get them to..." I heard just a little before the sky turned completely fuzzy.

* Time Skip *

"You there, Young L/N?" I heard someone call out to me. I could feel myseif waking up, feeling on my limbs coming back slowly.

"Come on, flower Power. Wake up!"

"Bakugou! Dude, for once be a little gentle!"

"I, whatever, it would just be better if they woke up." The voices were all familiar and the banter was amusing.

"We are all worried, Bakugou. We understand your impatience. It's okay." 

"No one can get any sleep when you guys are around." I muttered as I forced my eyes open. All Might, Bakugoo, Kiri, Mina, and Sero were all standing around my bed, watching me intently. I looked around to see I was in a hospital. "Damn."

"I'll let the nurse know you're awake." All Might walked out. I turned to look at Bakugou and Sero. 

"Thanks guys."

"Of course. We had noticed that he was acting weird but didn't think much of it until your text. But we didn't do much but catch him. You already had it handled by the time we got there." Sero placed his hand on mine. I only noticed then the bandages that covered most of my arms.

"Still thank you. Shit." I lifted my arms to look them over.

"You had some nasty electrical burns. Since Mineta obviously didn't know what he was doing with Kami's quirk, he got you pretty good." Mina said.

"Oh, he knew what he was doing... he just didn't know how to control it." Kiri nearly growled. The others nodded in agreement. Someone clearing their throat caught our attention. Peeking out from behind the door was the blonde's body. I gripped onto Sero's hand in fear. Aizawa stepped in too.

"It's Kaminari. And before you ask, yes I am sure." He stepped back out as  Kami stepped in. He had his hands behind his back with a sad, guilty look on his face.

"How about we give you two a moment? We'll be right outside." Mina gave me a questioning look. I nodded and Sero gave me one last squeeze before leaving.

"Hey, hippie?" I looked at Bakugou. He looked between me and Kami. "Just tell him. The runaround is getting annoying." I blanched at his words.

"I'm not even going to ask right now." Kami said as Bakugou left. He came and stood next to me. I saw him staring at my arms. I could tell he was close to tears. "I'm sorry."

"It's Okay, Kaminari. It wasn't you. I know you would never do this." I tried to reassure him. He gave a watery smile and sat down.

"To be fair, you did get him back." He finally revealed his arms to me. He had a similar set of bandages on his arms.

"Oh, shit! I'm sorry Kami! I was just trying to... I couldn't think of..."

"No, no, no. It's okay, I understand." He grabbed my hands.

"I didn't think about you having to deal with the aftermath. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Lily pad." I felt istant relief when he called me by that name. He brought my hands up to his mouth. He gave them a swift kiss. When he gripped my hands a little tighter, I noticed him wince.

"Do they hurt?"

"Yeah." He looked at me sheepishly. "The thorns were poisoned."

"What?!" I yelped, looking at him scared.

"Mildly!! Very mildly!" He said quickly.

"God. I could have killed the guy I like even though it wasn't him in his body. Good going, Y/N." I mumbled to myself.

"Woah. Woah, wait. Backup. You like me?" He stared at me. I looked at him confused until I realized I said all that outloud. I sighed before nodding my head. "But you always gripe when I flirt with you? And turn me down when I ask you out?"

"Because you flirt with everyone Kami...I don't like it because I'm not the only one you flirt with. And in my defense, you do "ask" a lot of people out."

"Oh..." He bit his lip With a blush growing exponentially across his cheeks. He was thinking about something. "How about this? I quit flirting with everyone and only flirt with you. Also maybe convince you to let me take you out on a date? Maybe?"

"Well..." He looked so hopeful. I couldn't turn him down even if I wanted to, which I don't. "Only if you mean it."

"Of course I do!" He smiled brightly. "I mean, I'll be honest, I've always been a flirt. I got it from my dad. But since I've met you, I've wanted to take you out truly. No games."

"Then I look forward to it. Just as soon as we both get better." He nodded in agreement. The doctor came in after that and checked me over. I was glad to hear I had no nerve damage from the quirk misuse. "Oh by the way, where were you when this all was happening?"

"Oh, um..." He blushed again. "I somehow got myself stuck with Mineta's quirk even though I thought that was impossible. Aizawa found me after it was all over."

"Oh dang." I giggled. He rolled his eyes but laughed too. He kissed my hand again. I yawned slightly.

"Hey Kami?"

"Hmm?" He

"Stay with me while I sleep?" He gave me a gentle smile, brushing hair back from my forehead. He gave me a soft kiss there.

"Of course. I won't leave your side."

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[riikive]

YOUR HOME ⌕ 최수빈

masterlist

pairing. boyfriend! choi soobin x fem!oc | genres. soft, fluffy, romance, established relationship, college au, etc. | warnings. assignments, studying, slightly mentioned of abuse, etc. | word count. 2.1k

note. I hope you enjoy the story! Soobin is really the definition of home (with the rest of the members). I love him so much. This one shot took a bit longer than expected since I was so exhausted from classes.

Sitting in the quiet library, she was focused on her assignments that were due the day after tomorrow. With a sigh for the 10th time, she stretched before continuing her studies. She has to get As this year and the next year. But it was so hard. She felt like crumbling down. Letting out another sigh, she felt someone staring at her. Looking up, she saw her boyfriend looking at her with concern.

He was peeking out from behind his book, he was reading. His glasses were reaching the end of his nose. “Love, are you okay?” He asked in a concerned tone. She shook her head before bearing herself into the textbook she was reading early. “Am I a failure?” She muttered into the textbook. Her boyfriend quickly shook his head but forgot she could see him. “Of course not. Why do you think that?”

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“I just feel like I am.” He could hear her face crack when she said that. He quickly stood up, took off his glasses, and walked next to her. Squatting in front of her to see her face better. “Look at me.” She shook her face. “I'm an embarrassment, aren't I?” He sighed, carefully putting her head up. She quickly covered her face before he could see her. Her boyfriend pulled her hand away from her face and made her look at him. He saw her face was puffy and around her eyes were kind of red. Tears were falling down her face.

His eyes softened when he looked at her. “Oh, Sujin…” he wiped her tears as they fell down her cheeks. “I'm sorry, I must look terrible.” He shook his head, pulling her closer to him. Hugging her tightly, but not too tight. Gently patted her back as she cried in silence. “I'm so stressed, Soobin. I don't know if I can keep on doing this…” He hummed in response, listening to her ranting. “I am here, I can help you with anything you are struggling with. Or I could ask my friend, Taehyun, if you need a tutor or something.”

“I don't want to be a burden though…” Soobin broke the hug, looking her in the eyes. “You aren't a burden. You never will be. At least to my friends and me.” Wiping her tears again. “You can always ask me for help. If I can't help you, then I can ask my friends to help. They will be willing to help, too. You just have to ask.” She nodded. “Sorry..”

“Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong.” “I know…. It's just a habit.” She looked down at her hands, fidgeting them. He kissed her forehead. “Why don't we take a break? You deserve to take a break. Then I will help you with your studies and maybe ask Taehyun for some help too. He is in the same year as you so he should know something.” She nodded. “I do need a break.” Soobin helped her stand up before he cleaned up a bit of the mess they made at their table. He grabbed her bag and then took her hands, and they left their things in the library.

They decided to go to a cafe near the university library. Soobin talked about random conversations just to take her mind off her studying mood for a while. Once they had made it to the cafe, he opened the door for her. Then they ordered two drinks and a cake to share.

“You know how we count ages since the day we are born from our mothers’ wombs?－ He asked as they waited for their order to be finished. She nodded, listening to whatever he wanted to say －But in fact, we're alive in our mothers’ wombs before that, and even before that, we're in our fathers’ bodies.” Her eyes widened when the realization hit. “W-wait a moment－” “If you count those years too, we might be hundreds of years old－ He continued －we could've been in our grandfathers’ before that. We could've been in our great-grandfathers’. Depending on when we start counting our ages..” He stopped and looked at his girlfriend who was gone from the world. “Earth to Sujin.” He waved his hand in front of her face. “Huh, oh, you finished?” He nodded. “But am I right?” She nodded. “That does make sense, so I agree.” He smiled. “Right, right?

“Choi Soobin!?” One of the baristas called. Sujin looked up. “Oh, our orders are done.” She was about to stand up, but Soobin beat her to it. He was already at the front getting the order. He came back and carefully put down her beverage in front of her. She thanked him before taking a sip. They talked about anything random as they ate the cake before walking out of the cafe with their drinks.

Once they returned to the library, they quickly went to their table. As Sujin was about to open her textbook, Soobin stopped her and gave her a kiss on the lips. “Do you need any help?” He asked, breaking the kiss. She nodded. “Yeah, if you want to help.” He took a seat next to her and looked at her assignments. “Hmm, let me see.” He taught her some of the things she needed help with and gave her some compliments when she did the right answer. “Oh my goodness, you are a savior!” She beamed in happiness once she had finished with her last question. He smiled as he ruffled her hair. “You did most of it. I just helped a bit.” “But still, you are a savior. I was going to go crazy.”

He smiled and ruffled her hair. “Do you have any other assignments?” He asked her. She opened her planner before shaking her head. “That's all..” He nodded. “Come let's go to my house and watch something.” Helping her pack up before walking out of the university grounds. They walked to his apartment, and Soobin pressed the passcode with one hand while the other was holding most of her things. “Do you need some help?” She asked, trying to grab her things. “Nope, I got it,” he said as he opened the door. Letting her step into the apartment first before walking in and closing the door behind him. He took her other bag that she was holding without her knowing and walked to his bedroom. “Hey!” she shook her head as she watched him enter his bedroom.

She walked to the kitchen, deciding what to eat for dinner. Looking around for something, she felt someone hugging her from behind. Turning to her side, she saw Soobin was changed into a t-shirt and shorts. “What are you doing?” He snuggled into her neck. Sujin felt his breath on her bare skin. “That tickles.” She giggled, trying to move away from his hug. He hugged her even tighter than before. “Soobin, I am trying to cook something for us to eat.” “Let us stay like this a little longer, please.” She sighed, letting him hug her a little longer.

Once he broke the hug, he gave her a kiss on the cheeks. “I will cook,” he told her. She shook her head. “I want to cook this time. You always cook when we are together.” Soobin shook his head. “Let me cook for you. You had a stressful day.” “You said that every day,” she complained. “But isn't it true?” He raised his eyebrows. She sighed in defense. “Yeah, it is true…but－” He kissed her lips before she could finish her sentence. “No, buts. Sit down and go on your phone or something.” She nodded in defense before sitting down at the kitchen island and pulling out her phone.

Glancing from her phone, she secretly watched her boyfriend cook. His sleeve was rolled up, and he was focusing on making the meal. Oh, so she thought. “Like what you are seeing here?” Soobin smirked, glancing at her. Her face quickly turned red and buried herself in her hands. “Whatever,” she muttered.

After her boyfriend finished cooking, he took out three plates and put the food on the plates. Covered one of the plates for his older sister before serving the other two plates to the dining table. Both of them ate their dinner in a comfortable silence. No words were heard while they ate. Sujin didn't like it when people talked while they ate so Soobin respected that. After they finished eating, she went to his bedroom to take a shower while he went to clean up the kitchen.

“Soobin, have you seen your hair dryer?” She asked as she exited his bedroom. “No….did you check the drawers?” “Yes, I did check all of them.” Soobin turned around, and a smirk appeared on his face. She was wearing shorts, an oversized plain black t-shirt, and a towel wrapped around her neck with water dripping down her hair. “You look good with my clothes, you should wear them more often.”

“Oh shut up, I didn't pack any of my clothes, and your sister was out.” She rolled her eyes while slightly blushing. “Now that I think about it. My older sister took it to her room. I will get it.” He walked to his sister's bedroom and entered it. After a minute, he came back with the dryer. Walking to the couch, he plugged the dryer into the outlet before patting the spot next to him. “Come sit down.” “I can dry my hair on my own.” “I know you can, just come here or I'll carry you here.” She stared at him like he was joking. “I'm not joking. Don't give me that look.” Soobin put down the dryer on the couch before standing up. He carefully and slowly walked up to her.

She started running away from him. “Come here or else,” he threatened. She giggled and still ran away from her. “Got you.” He back-hugged her, snuggling into her shoulders, and closed his eyes, smelling the shampoo that she used. “Mm, you smell good with my shampoo, too.” She was blushing harder, and before she knew it, he carried her. She squealed a bit. Soobin carried her to the couch and made her sit down. He sneaked his arms around her, pulling her a bit closer to her before grabbing the hair dryer and turning it on. She tried to move away from his hold, but he didn't let her. With a small sigh, she let him hug her and dry her hair.

She seemed to hate it, but deep inside, she loved the affection he was giving her, and he knew it. He didn't tell her that he knew she liked it in secret, but instead kept on doing the affection. He knew about her past where she didn't get any affection from anyone, not even her parents. So he tried to give her it instead when he could. “Sujin?” She hummed in response, still closing her eyes. “I love you.” She smiled. “I love you too.”

Two hours had passed, and now both of them were lying in bed. Sujin and Soobin were cuddling in bed while both of them were asleep. Suddenly, her eyes shot up, and her breath was shaking. Sweat was slowly falling down her face. She snuggled even closer to him as she felt tears rolling down. He was woken up by her quiet sobs. Gently stroked her back and brought her closer to him. Giving her a slight squeeze to let her know he is there. “Soobin?” Her voice cracked a bit. He hummed in response. “I have a nightmare again… I thought my dad would get me and－” Before she could finish her sentence, she felt something warm on her lips. Opening her teary eyes, her eyes widened when she saw he kissed her. “You don't have to anymore,” he gently told her as he pulled away, wiping the tears.

“I'm here now and will never let that man near you ever.” She felt her heart beating faster, and a small smile grew. “Would you want to go back to sleep or stay up a little longer?” He asked her. “I want to sleep.” He smiled before giving her a nod. “Would you like me to sing to you or not?” “I would love that,” she answered with no hesitation. He brought her closer to him to his chest. She closed her eyes, feeling tired as he sang to her to sleep. Within 5 minutes, she fell asleep.

Soobin stopped singing once he heard she was asleep. He carelessly stoked her hair with a smile on his face. Kissed the top of her head. “Good night, love,” he muttered softly before closing his own eyes and letting the slumber take over him.

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[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

hihi, soo first off I wanna say I am so in love with your blog and headcannons. They literally make my day, its like eating a whole cake..! and your character is so ❤️💖💖 Keep doing what you are doing because you are awesome 💖

secondly- I just been struggling with family (and living in a small town of yeehaws) that I was just wondering, like how would Diane and/or Hobie react if someone invited them over to their world and just were like "oh yeah uh... can you also uh not use my prefered name and pronouns because I don't wanna get stared at and probably called names..?"

HEEYY!!

Honestly when it comes to Hobie PERFECT PERSON FOR THIS - HE'S GOT YOUR BACK.

For Hobie

Hobie is the KING of wording things very specifically and casually - like he's amazing at it.

Hobie knows that when you have to get purposefully deadnamed the conversation is still hard everytime you hear it, so he tries to lessen it as much as possible and IT WORKS

Someone else would say '[Deadname] and I are going to the store by [pronoun] house to get [pronoun] prescription and some other things [pronoun] needs-'

NO. HOBIE:

'The two of us are heading round to the store by this one's place to pick up the script and grab some things we've been eyeing'

EASY AND SMOOTH.

He has SO many ways to get around it as much as he can that it's basically effortless. Gender neutral nicknames based on a thing that doesn't relate to either name

He'll ask if calling you 'kid' is okay, so he can do what Miguel and Peter were doing.

'The kid and I' 'The kid was saying, etc' 'That belongs to the kid'

And people pick up on it without realizing and do it too. Without even noticing.

Peter B. always called Miles 'kid'. And Miguel only called Miles 'kid' at the very end, having getting it off of Peter.

So Hobie would call you something like 'the kid',

Or come up with a gender neutral, noun based nickname and tell some huge elaborate funny interesting story behind it (real or not) - so then people are like WOAH!!! and start calling you it too.

'Rocket was telling me -' 'Why do you call them Rocket?' *grinning* 'You're gonna wanna sit down for this bruv. So the two of us are out, Wednesday, sunny,-' *explains a story for ten minutes that makes you look awesome PLUS you earn a cool gender neutral nickname*

Or a really powerful one because BRITISH - He'll say 'My mate' or if you're in the room 'my mate here'.

'My mate here was telling me-' 'Can you get my mate's-'

All in all Hobie wouldn't say it unless he ABSOLUTELY HAS TO which is rare to almost ever because he's always thinking of the next sentence and how to do it a different.

He'll also make sure to do this to EVERYONE if you're in front of your family. Like...no one gets pronouns now lol

Because he wants to minimize it as much as possible because he wants you to be able to feel comfortable and able to join in on the conversation rather than brace for the next misgendering, you know?

So that way you don't stand out too much or it doesn't look like you asked him to do it. People just think that's how he talks

Plus, afterwards he ALWAYS makes sure to pull you aside and ask how you're feeling after a convo, making it look all casual. But he just wants to know if you're okay, if not he can say 'This ones taking me to the bathroom', and he'll find a spot to sit with you, just to chill and decompress

Hobie is the KING of SMOOTHNESS You're not playing him

[Hi! I hope you're doing okay, and holding up well! And I hope this helped even a little bit. I know how like every wrong pronoun and every deadname can sting and you can't ignore cause your brain is gonna notice -

It can be tough, but there are people and places out there who are accepting beyond anything you can think. We're out here, and hopefully one day soon our help will get to you, and you can start living a live not having to worry about all this!]

Hope this was okay :) You aren't alone my friend]

And for anyone who's interested in what Disco-Spider Diane would do (and what those accepting places are like) that'll be under the cut!

As for Diane also; this part is largely inspired by this DiscoPop song by singer named Jessie Ware

I'll include the song if you wanna listen! And the lyrics for those who would rather read or skip! You can even pretend she's singing it that's what I do all the time lol

Beautiful People -

Diane knows transphobia is out there, she's from 82', but it still bothers her. When you told her, she'd try best to be reassuring, following Hobie's lead and asking for advice when she needs to. They're a TEAM in this, all of them, so they can work together and it'll all be a bit easier.

But it still bothers her. Like BOTHERS her, going to sleep talking to Ansi on the phone like 'That's SO fucked up you know, uhhh!! The world!!'

And so the next morning she's in your universe.

GET UP WE'RE GOING GENDER AFFIRMING!!!!

It's early as hell. Like 7am. And she's standing over your bed in rainbow sweatbands and a sweatsuit. Looking at you like

'Heeeeeyyyyy, Wanna go some place like way more rad than here could ever dream of being??? wanna go some place FUNKY FAR OUT.'

And then she pulls you into her world-

Diane is from 1982 - and one odd thing about her universe - it's always night. The same way Noir's is like, always raining.

[She didn't learn about day until she met Hobie. If that sounds confusing....it was for her too. she's still learning whats a 'day' thing and what isn't. Like the time someone told her blue eyeshadow is a 'strong nighttime look' like...what???]

Why?

Because it's always Disco-time there. Always time to party, all donuts shops are 'open late' etc.

And the cool places are open all the time!!

She pulls you in and immediately goes "We're going to Stonewall!!" (but first she has to get you fed cause yall not about to be walking around hungry)

Stonewall being the historic bar where the Stonewall Riots took place in 1969 - one of the biggest events in queer history and liberation. Stonewall still exists to this day, but back in 82 it was BUMPING.

All of The Village (that's 'The Gay Neighborhood' (affectionate) ) of stonewall is known for his LGBTQ spots - The Center's even there! (That's what we call the city LGBT center, I love that place SO MUCH)

Already she has a matching tracksuit ready, sweatbands ready to go.

She wants to take you to a place where people are cool and accepting and kind and want to dance for a little bit

And there are rainbow flags strung across the ceiling, gay couples being able to hold hands, trans people being able to JUST BE.

And everyone treats everyone like the other person is the most interesting person ever, like they've got nothing to worry about.

Everyone is gendering you right, throwing affirming compliments your way, telling you you're amazing and beautiful and Yes we're here to live!!!

(and that's what its really like in queer spaces out here - these places exist and people like this EXIST and we're always ready to accept you I promise!!!!! - please don't think the world is cold and cruel just know we're out there WE WANNA GET TO YOU AND KEEP YOU SAFE!!!)

LIKE JUST IMAGINE HANGING WITH DIANE IN NEW YORK DURING THAT ERA IN NEW YORK WITH THE GAY CULTURE FLOURISHING

Of course she stays by your side the whole time, ESPECIALLY if you're a minor - this is a chaperoned trip - but she just wants you to be able to hang out in a space where like..you can actually hang, y'know.

Everyone deserves that - and a little funky music and place to show off a good outfit

The Disco scene and the Queer scene were basically hand and hand and one in the same in a way - and Diane being bi, she gets the fear of hiding and having to keep a secret.

Maybe some of the great queer icons are still hanging around there - you never know in 82!

Plus the LGBT Center only a couple blocks away - and their lounges are AMAZING. And there's people there going through the same thing.

They can swing by and Diane can show you around, even chill for a bit.

She just wants to make sure you have a good time after all that the day before. She thinks EVERYONE needs more TLC - and so she's ready to administer it herself if need be.

And it'd be fun and games but she means it when she says 'The dancefloor is always open.'

Diane would ALWAYS be ready to take you dancing, or crash at The Center, or just be a listening ear.

Just remember that beautiful people are everywhere! <3

[obeymematches]

Hello! Are you taking matchup requests? If yes, I'd like to send one in for Obey Me. I'd like a pina colada please

I'll go by ⭐. My pronouns are she/her and I'm demisexual

Appearance: I am South Asian with long wavy black hair. Usually tie my hair in a half ponytail at the back because I like how it looks and I don't really like the feeling of hair on my shoulders. I am 165 cm tall and reasonably fit

Personality: I'm calm, collected and hardworking. I can be a bit aloof and arrogant sometimes, but I make sure it doesn't get out of hand. I am curious and perfectionistic, and I'm also pretty academically smart (though I sometimes struggle with impostor syndrome lol). The gifted kid burnout syndrome is catching up, though. People say I do have a bit of a cold facade, but once they get to know me, they say I'm much warmer and gentler than they initially thought. I care deeply for my friends and my family, so I'll do whatever I can for them. I do face a lot of pressures too from having to be the perfect oldest daughter, the therapist friend (despite psychology not being my major, more of a special interest) and from having to do well in school (as much as I enjoy engineering, it is kicking my ass low-key). It may not look like it, but I'm very much a romantic, but I'm more practical about it if that makes any sense 😅😅

I often bake my closest friends and family a cake on their birthday with a silly message written on it. I also has a soft spot (special interest) for outer space and love to stargaze wherever the skies are clear. Don't know if this is important, but I do make some pretty mean South Asian food if I do say so myself

Likes: Books, herbal tea, art, lofi hip-hop, video games, anime, drawing, spicy food, affogato, outer space

Dislikes: Incompetence, unnecessary conflicts, bullies, fake friends dishonesty, cruelty, dog-eared book pages, anyone who dares threaten my family, loud noises, itchy fabrics

oh! we've done an exchange not too long ago.

I've decided to match you with Solomon.

• Your academia vibes definitely match his; don’t get me wrong, although he is a master of many things, unfortunately he isn’t a fashion icon (yet?) but he thinks academia style looks elegant / cute depending on the day. • It just means that he is attracted to you at first sight. Which is always a good start, even if you don’t elope into a long talk the very first time you meet. • (Bet she looking 🔥 when she feels comfortable and cute!) • To be fair he isn’t here to make friends with humans; he was fine neglecting the human world for several decades. He isn’t going to care more, now that another human is here…. but curiosity got the best of him and eventually he made sure to meet you before classes. (No. He didn’t attend that class.) • After your quick chat it became a weekly habit of his, to meet you there and then, start some kind of conversation (you’d think he was awkward and you’d be very wrong. Listen he communicates and manipluates his ways into forming a pact with almost every person there.) • It only starts getting awkward when he starts to like your personality for real real. For example this week he arrived 5 mins earlier and was waiting for you. • After a while you two found yourselves in front of your class’s door 20 minutes (!) before it would begin. Huh. • He liked your cold facade ngl, he likes a challenge. However, his ice cold frozen heart slowly, very slowly starts to melt as you warm up to him more and more. • He learned that you are reliable and trustworthy, which he very much appreciates. It lowkey made him want to get closer to you, I mean spiritually. Please help him with this or that, let me show you something, you must see this, etc. • This went on for months, you were truly good friends when he asked you the question you were excited to hear; Would you date me? Shall we go on a date? • Of course he jokes about it being a human thing and at first you can’t tell if hes just being funny or he is serious…. • By now he figured out that you like romantic stuff so if you agree to date him he is going to make the first date romantic just to please you! Possibly stargazing as you like that, or maybe a museum if you are not comfortable with meeting at night. • He secretly craved for a long time to have this level of intimacy with someone and so he’d make sure to please you; whatever you r love language is he does it to make you feel loved and secure! • The fact that you can and will cook is going to be life saving in the long run! • Some downsides of this relationship include him making dog ears to some of the books, he is always up to no good, very known public image so it’s hard to go out in public without anyone stopping you two (in the devildom, the human realm is safe).

My second option for you was Barbatos, honestly the only downside of that relationship is that neither of you is going to start and try to have a good conversation…. so it’s a rocky beginning, but if you get past that phase somehow, it’s going to be pretty solid if I do say so myself.

[spelllingandthemysteryschool]

hi yaz 🍊 (<-for u) right now im going through that awkward friendless period of my life and have been for a while. i've been following you for a long time and wondered if you had any words of wisdom for those of us in the thick of it. thank you ❣️

(p.s - from what we see online you've seemed really well lately, and its genuinely very encouraging. thanks 4 spreading the joy)

hi! so sorry for letting this ask sit there for a bit... i wanted to make sure i could answer it thoughtfully! 🌟 i ended up writing more than i expected so i apologize if this comes across as a bit wordy.

first of all, thank you so much! it really means a lot to me to hear this... i am literally just Random Girl Online so i’m truly honored & i think you’re incredibly sweet to say so 😭💝

secondly, i’m sorry you’re feeling this way! it’s a miserable place to be emotionally & difficult to talk about... but i promise promise promise you will not feel this way forever. i was so lonely it hurt for a very long time, i guess if you’ve followed me for a while you probably remember. like it was PAINFUL how unpeopled my life was, and i was really embarrassed by it too because no one else seemed to be going through it quite so badly. but honestly, i think... most people actively are or once were lonelier than they are willing to admit, so it’s not an experience that’s awkward at all, and not something indicative of there being anything wrong with you specifically (which is all too easy a conclusion to come to), and it is definitely, DEFINITELY is not going to be this bad always. there are so many lovely people in this world who are just on the cusp of entering your life without your even realizing it yet... at one point last year i took a second to look around me & it suddenly occurred to me that things had gotten so much better for me in a way i genuinely never imagined during the worst of my loneliness, that completely unexpectedly i had come to know a good number of people i liked and cared about.

mostly all i can encourage you to do is to be around people in whatever way u can even if you don’t currently have a circle of friends to turn to. if your school or a local museum or a similar institution is holding some kind of lecture, attend it even if u don’t know anyone else who’s going! you might strike up a conversation with a stranger u unexpectedly get along with and make plans to get to know each other better, or you might just get to lightly chat with a lot of people who u never see again. both of these things are nice in different ways. if your workplace is holding a little potluck for someone’s birthday, go even if it’s just for the sake of having cake and cooing over photos of your coworker’s new puppy. text friends who live in the area who u haven’t seen in years, spend the afternoon at the park together & see if you want to make room in each other’s lives for these new versions of yourselves you’ve grown into. sign up for art classes where u can struggle through something you’re unfamiliar with alongside others who are struggling through it the same way & bond over this for a few hours each week. be the first person to text in a groupchat of people u only sort of know. tag along to study with someone from your class at the library & see if it becomes a regular thing with other people from the same class. maybe you won’t befriend all the people you go out of your way to interact with, but chances are you can and will befriend a few of them! and even if it doesn’t end up working out, a little camaraderie goes a long way in pulling a person out of the pits of despair.

if literally none of the above is an option for u in any way whatsoever right now, just try your best to keep going anyway. which sounds stupid probably, i’m sorry; i would have been CRAZY irritated if anyone told me this when i was so lonely i could hardly think about anything else. but i read a lot of poetry, i played a lot of video games, i watched a lot of movies, i spent so much time out of doors watching the birds and trees, i talked to my relatives more than ever before, i messaged some mutuals so often they turned into genuine online friendships that meant the world to me then and mean the world to me still. it hurt that i didn’t have people to share any of this with the way i wanted to but i still experienced a lot of really nice moments when i was alone & in some ways i feel more equipped to deal with loneliness after living through so much of it because i know now that i’m capable of enjoying things even in the throes of isolation. resilience isn’t sustainable and i sincerely hope you don’t need to be resilient about this for much longer, but your life is not on hold, and if u just keep going i believe you will still experience lots of meaningful and good things until your social life starts to pick up, at which point u will experience lots of other meaningful and good things!

also i guess i already mentioned this and definitely feel free to ignore this bit if it doesn’t apply to you, but be careful not to fall into the trap of thinking this is somehow your fault or because there is something inherently off-putting about you! this is absolutely not the case… not having enough or even any friends is just something that happens sometimes. it’s a much more common experience than it feels like & there is nothing wrong with you! believing this and giving in to the shame will cause you undue pain and isolate you further when people reach out or enter your life if you feel you aren’t deserving of friendship because whatever shape your insecurities happen to take. so just... try and be kind to yourself. this is something i struggled with a lot & that’s why i bring it up, but again, you can totally disregard it if it doesn’t align with your own experiences.

i guess that’s all for now! i don’t think i’m saying anything new, so i don’t know how helpful any of this was. i mostly just hope it wasn’t pedantic! i was trying to think of things that genuinely worked for me or things i would like to tell me of a couple years ago if i could speak to her somehow, and i ended up writing a lot because this is a topic that means a lot to me. basically i just mean to say u will be okay! with time and effort and a little bit of luck you will be okay & you will find yourself surrounded by the nicest friends and acquaintances who genuinely really like you and who you genuinely really like in return. loneliness is just something that comes and goes... sometimes it is a little harder and more painful to get through than other times but it never lasts forever. i hope you take care of yourself & i hope it all starts to work out really well, really soon ❣️ love u

[uh-velkommen]

Coming out as Trans, I feel like I've unlocked a new minigame section of life, like I now have access to a world I only ever watched from the sidelines. It's funny how I used to wish I could be part of this community. I always related to the stories I'd hear. So often would I stare at my body in the mirror wishing I could've been born differently. I always felt like there was a part of me missing or that something was wrong. All the stereotypical Trans thoughts were there. I just kept telling myself I only hated the patriarchal norms that were being forced upon me. I only hated my body because of how sexualized it always was. I always wanted to hang out with my brothers friends because they were the only people my age who would come over often. But the past few days, I've been thinking about all the silly things I'd think and do that should've been clearer indications as to who I was/am. (I'm probably gonna continue updating this as I think of more stuff)

I used to try on my brothers clothes, put my hair up in caps and try to look like a boy in pictures.

I tried training myself to speak in a deeper and calmer voice because I hated how high and girly my voice sounded. (I loved having a sore throat because it made my voice deeper while being sick actually made it higher)

I overcompensated when it came to dressing and being girly as a way to bond with my mother despite having no real interest in make up and pedicures. (There's a lot of things that I'd do or want that initially made me think I was cis but we're really just ways that I'd beg to be treated decently or show that I was loved)

I never felt like I was a Lesbian but had no other way to explain my attraction to girls.

I struggled a lot between wondering if I was just a tomboy or butch but found myself relating to Gay men more than butch women.

I literally never ever ever took off my bras because I felt super uncomfortable with the girls moving around.

A lot of the time I worried about upsetting my dad because he was so happy to have finally made a daughter after 4 sons.

My uncle used to have a friend who I could never figure out if she was a boy or a girl (I still don't know to this day) and yet I could never get her out of my head/admired her for being so confounding.

I would get reeeeeaaaaally jealous of Trans women for being beautiful women with boy parts. Sometimes I couldn't fathom why they would give up being a boy as if it were a slice of cake they were refusing "while kids in Africa starved."

I often struggled with questioning if I was dysphoric because of my AGAB or if it was insecurity from my brother calling me fat and ugly all my life.

I was always too scared to come out as lesbian because I knew it felt wrong and on top of that, it wasn't my sexuality that was the big secret I had been keeping. It was something much worse.... my gender.

When I was about 14, Disney released a TV show where the main character was a girl named Dylan and I felt a cosmic shift in learning that women could also have boy names.

I always wanted to do rugged things with my brother. I practically lived vicariously through him, letting him teach me about fighting, parkour, video games, "boyish music" like dubstep. Everything that I didn't have access to. Nowadays I think about how I really just wanted to be him.

I even tried hanging out with my male cousins and family friends more than the women because it felt like this other world that I desperately wanted to understand.

I used to HAAAATE when my uncle would joke around by calling me "little boy" because it felt like he was making fun of my internal struggles.

Sometimes when I wore my hair a certain way I would angrily compare myself to a "little Mexican boy" because why couldn't I look like a pretty Hispanic woman?

The torturous anxiety I'd feel about wearing makeup in public (I literally had a panic attack at prom because my hair stylist put eyeliner on me).

I loved hanging out with the neighborhood Gay kid even though he was like 4 years younger than me because he would let me ride his skateboard. (We found solace in each other bc he got bullied alot and we were both queer - whether I knew it or not)

All my life I've just wanted male friends but I could never obtain a friendship without being sexualized or viewed as an ultimate romantic interest. At the same time I only knew how to interact with boys in a flirtatious manner though it was never intentional.

Shopping for clothes was a whole can of worms in itself but I used to feel sooo uncomfortable going down the aisles of the women's section. All I wanted was to see what the boys section had to offer but I also thought it was entirely off limits to women. Sometimes I pretended I was shopping for my brother or I'd encourage him to let me style him so I could have an excuse to buy the clothes I liked/wanted.

Sometimes I'd want to date boys but only in the way that boys would date boys.

When I found out about intersexuality I got super obsessed with it, wishing that I could've been born with both male and female parts. Sometimes I'd think that maybe I had a hormonal problem where I was just producing too much testosterone and that could explain why I felt like a boy.

The visceral reactions to ANY comments about being a good housewife, a clean girl, a future wife, not being able to do a man's job or otherwise putting men first simply because I was born a girl.

God the constant comments about my butt, my mom used to hate that I'd let my pants sag.

The way I'd get SUPER emotionally affected from reading about the AIDs crisis (along with Stonewall) and the way Trans people were treated. I mean before I was even learning about Lesbianism, I was getting enraged about the way it was handled. I'd cry more reading newspaper articles than at actual funerals. I was completely obsessed with learning more and more stories from real trans people.

Overall, I think I tended to carry myself and walk in a more masculine manner. I feel like I was never this dainty feminine being until adulthood when I'd started becoming reclusive and turning further in on myself.