#my stupid and gay and woke boy

[cleverpaws]

EGAD

[asuyaka]

Heyy, idk if u're still taking requests or not but if u're not just ignore this!

TikTok really came to drag me down the Satosugu hole by the foot this week goddamn. Anyways, I'd like to request my favorite sad gay boys with a m!reader who's a effeminate soft boy and is usually pretty quiet and cooperative but the second someone says something remotely negative about the two m!reader is already throwing hands and burying the offender's head onto the ground. Bonus point if he's from the Zen'in clan!

No one's ever calling Geto's bangs 'weird' with m!reader around lol.

- '🌈' Anon.

★ - yes! reqs are open !! when the first (yippie!!) one piece one shot comes out s'when reqs are gunna close briefly cause 've got other things m'needa work on! (❁´◡`❁)

☆ - Satosugu x M! Zen'in clan reader!

Lulling chirping sounds sounded through the second-year classroom as the sun began to rise. The sound of sweeping and the screech of desks moving across the table sounded through your ears.

With a gentle hand, you plucked the dead leaves off the bouquet of flowers that usually resided on the window sill next to your seat; plucking off the leaves as well and shaking it so the petals could become more pronounced.

After cutting the stem so water could flow through them, you placed the flowers in their vase and put them in their designated position, a pleased smile on your face when you realized that was the last thing you needed to do for cleaning duty, even though it wasn't your turn.

The door slid open behind you as a tired-looking Yaga walked into class. His eyes widened for a bit when they saw you before his expression turned sour. "Good morning, [Name]. I thought Satoru had cleaning duty for today?"

You bowed politely in greeting. "He asked me to do it because he had to get limited edition crepes today."

Yaga sets his things on the table with an annoyed mumble. "Thank you, please make sure he gets to class on time."

You nodded as you left the classroom. The sun shone down on your face through the windows as you made your way to Suguru's and Satoru's dorms.

You pass by Shoko in the kitchen who was hunched over the counter making a cup of coffee. "Want a cup?" She asks, biting and finishing the remaining pocky in her mouth.

'If Suguru woke up a few minutes ago, he'd want some. Maybe Satoru would like some hot chocolate too.' You thought briefly before turning your attention back to the brunette. "Yes, please. One hot chocolate and black coffee."

Shoko grins at that instantly recognizing the order. "You've got it Mister Zen'in."

You wave goodbye and continue your journey. Suguru's dorm isn't that far from the kitchen so you got there in a short amount of time. You knocked, politely waiting for an answer.

"[Name]-chan? If it's you, you can come in!" Satoru's voice answered.

You open the door to see two bags of delivered crepes beside Satoru, who is painting Suguru's nails black. "See? Got some for you guys 'cause I'm such a nice person!"

Suguru rolls his eyes. "You only got them because you remembered flunking on cleaning duty."

You take a seat beside them, staring at Suguru's black nails. "Yaga says I should make sure you two get to class on time."

Satoru snorts, the tiniest bit of blue peeking out from his glasses. "Yeah, and when have we ever listened to what Yaga says?"

"You don't. Maybe Suguru, but I actually enjoy not getting punched in the head every time you do something stupid." You interject, causing Satoru to gasp loudly.

"Suguru! Do you hear this? I do everything I can to make sure you two are well fed and all I get in return is bullying!" Satoru whines as he sets the nail polish aside to let Suguru's nails dry and picks up the bags with a bright smile on his face.

Shoko kicks the door open with two mugs in her hand. "Here you go losers. Zen'in blink twice if they're forcing you to be here."

Suguru and Satoru stare at you expectingly, an exaggerated gasp when they see your eyes close twice.

Shoko giggles, patting the top of your head affectionately. "Yeah, I'd be scared if I was forced to hang out with them too."

She walks out of the room with a reminder that class starts in a few hours. Satoru brought out the crepes and immediately started eating them as he read the Digimon manga, periodically sipping his extra-sweet cocoa.

"[Name], why didn't you get a drink?" Suguru asks, picking up a crepe carefully so the paint doesn't smudge.

You shrug. "The place I normally get my drinks at is too far to walk in the morning."

Satoru looks at you blankly as he stuffs his face with more food. "I could've teleported, dummy. C'mon, road trip time!" He exclaims as he grabs you and Suguru.

"Satoru, no— you haven't even mastered it yet—"

You feel reality split and your stomach churns uncomfortably for a brief second before everything stills again. The sound of cars blaring runs through your ears as a familiar sidewalk reflects through your eyes. "See? easy!"

"[Name]? Are you okay?" Suguru asks, squatting in front of you with worry all over his face.

Taking a minute to breathe, you feel everything finally settle. You have no idea how Satoru can do that without throwing up. "Yes, I am... okay. Just a little disoriented."

Suguru shoots a glare at the albino who rubs your back apologetically. "Well, my apology is your drink! So come on, I wanna get back to the crepes before Shoko's fat ass eats them."

"Shoko doesn't even like the crepes you order. It's always too much sugar." Suguru defends, slapping Satoru upside the head as the three of you walk into the shop.

It's a small cafe situated inside a bookstore with soft Lofi music playing in the background. The three of you get in line. It's short, most likely due to how early it was but that only meant you could get back to the dorms on time.

You hear snickering behind you but pay no mind. After all, it was a public place, and whatever affairs other people had wasn't your business.

Then, you hear something about how a guy has his nails painted. In the corner of your eye, you can see them pointing at Suguru.

Either Suguru and Satoru notice and they don't care, or they don't notice. Either way, you weren't going to let them poke fun at your friend (boyfriend?) and get away with it.

"Is something the matter?"

They stare at you, visibly sizing you up. "Wondering why your friend has nail polish on, isn't that only for chicks?"

Satoru taps you on your shoulder. "Take it outside, don't want you to beat their ass and get banned, yanno?"

You acknowledge him but keep a sharp gaze on the two of them. "Giving gendered terms to inanimate objects is an extremely stupid thing to do. It is not on you, so why should you care what he has on?"

The implication of calling them stupid seemed to hit a nerve because a vein pops in their forehead and their fists clench. "Cause it's fucking gay. What? You like taking it up the ass too?"

"If a fight is what you want, then that is fine with me. Do not let your petty ideals and quite frankly shitty opinions mess up my morning."

They keep talking as you make your way outside. The instant the door chimes close, a loud groan rips through one of their mouths.

They hold onto their nose, now streaming blood and broken. "Dude, what the fuck?!"

"You wanted a fight, did you not? Now, I am quite busy at the moment so if that is all, then I bid you a good rest of your day."

As you were about to walk back into the store, Suguru and Satoru came out with your drink in hand. "Yo! Here, got the kind you like cause I loveee you so much!" Satoru kisses your cheek and hands you your order, especially as you like it.

"Thank you, Satoru. Would you like to go back to the dorms now?"

Suguru stuffs a cake pop in your mouth, handing Satoru one and eating one as well. "Thanks for... that, by the way."

"It's no problem. You are my... partner, after all."

Satoru grins as he latches onto the two of you again. "Teleportation time, let's go!"

"Satoru, no—"

[swappersworld2]

Becoming My Classmates Brother

My classmate Enzo Ceja was so hot, everyone on our class thought so. He was everything you would expect, he played football, basket ball, and was so attractive. He was 6’3, Mexican, and had a pretty toned body. Me being one of the only gay boys in my class, obviously had a crush on him, and everything about him. I knew he was straight, but I couldn’t get him out of my head.

So one day at my school during lunch I was talking to my friend about Enzo, and how I wanted to be his boyfriend. Little did I know, admitting this crush would completely change my life. The next day when I got to school, I could feel everyone staring at me, and I knew why. Someone over heard me telling my friend about my stupid crush on Enzo.

Enzo’s Perspective

I was leaving football practice when I over heard some of my bros talking about Dan, the one gay boy in my class. Had told someone that he had a crush on me. Ew. I could never date a man, but since rumor had spread around the school. People were shipping us. I had to talk to that boy, and clear this up, before I get clicked of the team. And I know just how to fix this.

Dans Perspective

As I walked into school, Enzo grabbed my head and pulled me into the locker room. As soon as he knew we were alone he started rambling on, about how he doesn’t even like the idea that a man likes him. Then he slapped me, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I felt different. I looked down, and saw legs that we’re definitely not mine, they were darker, and a lot more athletic then my fat, white legs. I got up fast and looked in the mirror.

I looked in the mirror, and instead of myself, I saw someone that looked like Enzo, but older. I was his older brother, I pulled out my id and on it was “Daniel Ceja” Which was definitely not my name before. Somehow I had turned into the older brother of the man I once liked. And I’m not complaining, if I couldn’t have him, being him was just as good, if not better.

“Hey bro get your keys! I’m going to be late for school!��

Obvious, I was Daniel Ceja, and Enzo is my younger brother. I have to give him a ride to school.

[noturlondonboy]

Also genderqueer Kate with yelena! What are your hc about them together?

Hi anon, thanks so much for this ask 🥰

I’ve only written about Kate exploring her gender after she and Yelena have already been dating, but I reallyyyyyyy love the idea of her already having figured it out before they meet. And here’s why! :>

(This is a THIRD try because my first draft didn’t save and my second one that I was JUST FREAKING WRITING-)

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Anyone ever seen the post about the story idea of a girl falling for a boy and a girl and being really conflicted about who she likes more but then they turn out to be the same gender-fluid person

Yeah that’s what’s up

-first off, when Kate is so masculine that feminine stuff is uncomfy, that’s when we pull out the new name and pronouns

-drumroll please… meet Kit Bishop

-Yelena meets Kate in one of her classes (this one is a college au now I guess?) and they immediately hit it off, and Kate is crushing HARD. She already knows who Yelena is through Clint and therefore through Natasha, but they’ve never actually met, and Yelena doesn’t hear about Kate nearly as much as Kate hears about her

-later in the week in a different class, Yelena meets Kit, which is ultimately confusing. We’re just gonna pretend that a gender swap completely fools her (if that’s the right word for this) and she really just doesn’t pick up on it. But again, she really likes this new classmate, who acts so friendly and familiar with her, like they’ve already met

-it takes Kate about a week and a half to realize that Yelena thinks this is two different people. She is therefore freaking the fuck out and also so intrigued because it’s funny ok

-Yelena has a freak out and just rants to Natasha one day about these two peers of hers who she thinks she might be crushing on, but she’s never been interested in boys/ male adjacent folks and this is weird for her and they seem so alike

-“OH FUCK NATASHA I THINK THEYRE TWINS- WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?!?!”

-she asks Kate if she has a twin brother, to which Kate says no she’s an only child, and Yelena gets the same response from Kit

-she really is kinda oblivious and delulu here y’all stick with me

-Natasha knows that these are both the same people, so any time she sees Kate/Kit with Clint and hears about them from Yelena she kinda just giggles to herself

-Kate is trying to figure out how to put Yelena out of her misery and just admit that she’s both those people, and gender is her canvas to mess with however she wants

-Yelena finally says fuck it and asks both of them out for different nights, because who says she can’t go on non-commitment dates like that? Kit nearly slips and up and reminds Yelena that she already asked him out, but then stops and remembers and is a pussy and also incredibly turned on flattered that Yelena would initiate a date with someone she thinks is masculine identifying

-but in true K. Bishop fashion, this goofball gets the dates for the dates (haha) mixed up and arrives at the cafe as Kate when Yelena is expecting Kit (and also she woke up feeling feminine- can you blame a genderqueer girly for feeling like she’ll throw up if she doesn’t put makeup on?)

-Yelena is confused as fuck for a little bit and also worried that Kate will get upset if she thinks that Yelena is just messing around

-but Kate finally decides enough is enough and just point blank goes “Yelena. Sometimes I feel more like a boy, and sometimes I feel more like a girl, and sometimes I’m somewhere else entirely. I use all pronouns interchangeably and on some days, I go by Kit.”

-Yelena just kinda stares at her for a moment and then feels real dumb but Kate is like no wait I’m actually super flattered that you thought I passed so well it’s ok

-Kate apologizes for not telling her sooner but Yelena could care less she’s just having the biggest gay panic of her life and she just blurts out that she’d like to kiss her if that’s ok

-Kate is obviously down she’s not stupid

-“soooo… are we still on for next week too?”

-they go on a few dates before Yelena asks them to be her partner, and when she tells Natasha all she gets is a laugh and a “finally Jesus fuck”

-she slips into the changing names/pronouns/titles rather easily and quickly, which is super rad. They set up a system of check ins together each morning and sometimes just periodically throughout the day. “This is my partner- *looks over* yeah, this is Kate, my girlfriend.” “I just miss them, I miss him. Yeah, my boyfriend, that cute little guy I know”

-anyway that shit fucks hard and they’re gay your honor

[ev3rgreenxtrees]

could you write a nick x ftm!reader? something like the reader sees a bunch of hate comments about him and nick comforts him? (if not that’s totally ok)

,,My Boy’’

-N.S

Synopsis: You and Nick have been dating for a long time now, and you finally agree to be in one of the boy’s videos. Nick introduces you as his boyfriend, and the viewers find out you are trans. Some don’t respond the best to this, but Nick is there to comfort you.

pairing: bf!nick sturniolo (he/him) X trans ftm!reader (he/him)

warnings: homophobia, transphobia, panic attack, gender dysphoria, body dysphoria, cyber bullying, threats, harassment, homophobic & transphobic slurs (i promise i can say them. id never EVER say a slur i couldnt!!) and i think thats all! please let me know if i missed one <3

requested?: yes!

back to: masterlist

—FIRST PERSON POV—

After Nick constantly asking me if I was positive I don’t want to finally be in one of the triplets videos, I reluctantly agree.

I have been dating nick for around eight months, and we have kept our relationship a ‘secret’, for these past eight months, and i finally agreed to be in a video.

Matt got back into the car, shutting the door behind himself. Nick smiled at me, before speaking up.

“Welcome back, everybody! Today, we have a special guest, my boyfriend, y/n!” Nick boasts. I love how he openly called me his boyfriend, but i was worried. were his fans going to find out?

Sure they would, but would they care? probably. I passed well enough to be called a male in public, but whenever people care enough, like the Sturniolos fanbase, they will look for all my socials, and they’ll know.

A million thoughts ran through my head, but they were all cleared out once I heard Nick call my name again.

“Y/n? babe? you okay?” he asked, shaking my shoulder gently.

“hm? oh- yeah. sorry. i zoned out,” i chuckled a little. “could you repeat the question?” i asked, and nick complied.

The rest of the video went by pretty smoothly, since I was occupied with thinking deeply at all the odd questions Nick was asking us, and laughing at the out of pocket jokes from matt and chris.

We recorded for about an hour more, knowing that more than half of the footage would just be cut out in editing. Matt screeched into the camera, before shutting it off, and handing it to Nick, and starting the car.

Matt drove all of us to the triplets house, since I just stayed there often with them anyways. we walked inside, and Nick and I went up to his room to edit the video.

I caught myself giggling at the stupid jokes and the annoying bickering, but I cant lie, we’re pretty funny.

“this video has to be posted today,” Nick sighed, only a little bit into the editing. “I hate it when they wont film until the ‘night’ of. It’s 2:34 AM, and the video needs to be up by 4:30..” Nick sighed.

He looked over at me, noticing i was growing increasingly more tired.

“get some sleep, baby.” Nick smiled, kissing my forehead. I complied, before crawling into his bed, falling asleep there.

I woke up again, and it just so happened to be 5:00 PM, somehow. I always sleep throughout the whole day, so i wasn’t really surprised.

I yawned, before staying in Nick’s bed, allowing myself to wake up. I checked my phone, which normally has none to five notifications, but this time, i had well over a thousand.

My eyebrows furrowed; and i quickly shot up. I scrolled through the notifs, to see comments on my old instagram and tiktok posts,

“Awe! Nick’s boyfriend is so cute!”

|_ “replying to : @— ‘boyfriend? i thought nick was gay. this is disgusting.’”

“That’s gross. She changed her name and claimed to be a boy. Fucking gross. Grow up.”

|_ “replying to : @— ‘HE is a boy. He always has been, he just realized it, and is now brave enough to show it. let him be.’”

“Thats not even a boy💀”

“Nick could’ve done so much better and actually got himself a big strong MAN.”

“shes so ugly wth.”

“Nick needs to realize that he could do so much better than her. he needs to raise his standards because what the fuck.”

“guys, her name is y/d/n, not y/n!”

Each comment broke my heart. Sure, there were a few sweet ones, supporting nick and i, but the horrible degrading ones outweigh those by a long shot.

I felt my eyes start to water as i scrolled through the comments. I didn’t want to see them, but i couldn’t stop looking.

I felt the tears start to roll down my cheeks, as i looked through the comments.

I stopped looking through comments i was tagged in, and began looking through my instagram DM’s. Fuck. These were worse.

“kill yourself you stupid fag.”

“nick doesn’t want you, tranny.”

“kill yourself before i kill you.”

“don’t corrupt nick you disgusting freak.”

“i promise you, nick hates you.”

“why’d he pick you. he could’ve had me😂”

I let out small silent sobs, throwing my phone on the ground. I heard a pair of feet running up the stairs to Nick’s room, before the door flew open.

“shit- what happened? fuck, y/n, whats wrong?” Chris’ eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him. My phone broken on the floor, and i was sobbing into my knees on Nick’s bed.

I nodded, and chris immediately ran by my side.

“he’s out with Matt- ill call him. im staying here with you until he gets here, okay?” he placed his hand on my back. he quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, calling nick. i didnt understand what he said, because i wasn’t paying attention. i just need nick.

Nick. thats all i want. He’s all i need.

“hey.. please, talk to me.” Chris spoke softly, putting his phone back in his pocket. “what happened, buddy?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing, his hand never leaving my back.

Thats when i realized, i wasn’t wearing my binder. Normally, not wearing my binder at my own house, or even the triplets, doesn’t bother me, but as i read through all those comments, calling me a girl, i couldn’t help but feel disappointed in myself.

I looked down at my chest, and started crying harder. I couldn’t breathe. fuck- i’m having a panic attack.

“n-nick- i- i need n-nick!” i gasped, quickly sitting up.

“hey- hey, it’s okay. Nicks almost here, okay? I need you to take deep breaths, okay?” Chris panicked. I panted, rocking back and fourth on nicks bed.

I knew Chris was trying to help, but i needed Nick.

We heard the door bust open, and nick and matt both ran up the stairs, to me and Chris.

“baby, my baby..” Nick’s eyebrows furrowed, as he rushed to my side. He pulled me into a hug, and looked at chris as he held me. “what happened, chris?” Nick asked, trying to raise his voice, knowing it would make things worse.

“I- i dont know! I heard a bang and crying- so, i ran up here and he was crying! he wouldnt tell me anything, besides he wanted you! i- i didnt know what to do so i called you!” Chris spoke worriedly.

I looked over at matt, his jaw clenched, as he fiddled with his own hands. his eyes glossy. Matt’s dealt with his own panic attacks, and seeing someone he cared about was probably hard for him.

“i- i-m sorry-“ i stuttered out to Matt, who had a worried expression plastered on his face. he didn’t say a word. I cant hurt matt, too.

“huh? baby, what are you sorry for?” nick asked me, pulling back slightly from the hug, to look me in the eyes.

“m-matt-“ i sobbed, and nicks head snapped towards matt, who’s chest was moving rapidly, his eyes wide.

“fuck, chris, get him out of here, please. go sit with him on the couch or something- calm him down. I got y/n,” nick gestured towards matt, and chris immediatly did as he was told.

“shh, baby. i’ve got you. You’re okay.” Nick whispered, pulling me into him. i focused on the heat radiating off of his body, his vanilla scent, and the way his soft hoodie felt on my skin. My sobs slightly subsided, and i could finally think straight again.

“My love.. i love you. so much. do you want to talk about it?” Nick offered, and placed a loving kiss on my forehead, as he brushed my hair out of my face.

“your f-fans.. they called me a girl..” i sniffled, and his gaze sofened, and he looked like he was about to cry.

“you are not a girl. you never have been, and never will be. you’re my boy.” Nick sighed, placing a soft kiss to my lips.

His boy.

I’m his boy.

I WASNT SURE IF THIS WAS A GOOD ENDING OR NOT BUT IDK I THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE.

writing the dms and comments BROKE me.

@bernardenjoyer @lovely-calypso

[fandomnsfw]

7 Minutes - Sirius Black x PopSinger!Reader

Pairing: Sirius Black x PopSinger!Reader

Prompt: The Songs; BOYSHIT by Madison Beer, 7 minutes by Dean Lewis, Bad Habit by Ed Sheeren cover from Rain Paris

Warnings: Smut, use of the word slut (once), D/s, traffic light system, use of the nickname pup/puppy.

No Beta again! ENJOY!!!

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The second your phone rang not an hour after you’d posted your new single, you smirked knowing exactly who it was. You put the phone on speaker before giving your hand back to your nail artist.  

“Are you serious?” His voice shouted down the phone. 

“No that would be you darling.” You snickered hearing him growl in pure annoyance. 

“Take it down!” He snapped making you roll your eyes. 

“Sorry love but I’m already trending. No can do.” You muttered with a smirk. 

“I swear to god Y/N— 

“Shouldn’t swear at the big man in the sky. One way ticket to hell.” You snickered teasingly. 

“You—forget it.” Sirius snapped angrily as he hung up. 

You smirked in satisfaction, knowing you’d won this round. You were still heartbroken about the breakup but instead of moving on your plan was to get him back. Sirius was the only one that ever understood you. He understood the mental scars you had more than anyone had ever before but the second he felt vulnerable he always bolted. It wasn’t your first break up but it was the only public one which meant you’d have to fight harder this time.  

He’d already been spotted with two different girls in the space of a month which had hurt but you tried to ignore it knowing this was his defence. You weren’t going to let him throw away what you two had. 

********** 

You smirked as you hit upload, the thrill that ran through you, one that had you shivering visibly as you waited to the phone to ring. You brushed the arms of the big leather jacket you had on with a smug smirk on your face. Not 10 minutes after posting the new music video, for your new song BOYSHIT, your phone began ringing. 

“Hello my love.” You greeted as you picked up the phone aiming it at your face. 

“Is that my fucking jacket you’re wearing in your video? Why are you barely clothed? and why, oh WHY is some fucking skinny fuck boy touching what’s not his?” He shouted his teeth visibly clenched, even over camera. 

“Yeah it went cute with the rock and roll theme, plus it went well the booty shorts and the docs too. And Jason did not even touch me that much. And I’m a free woman I can wear whatever I want in public.” You answered easily making his face drop. 

“Y-Yeah I know but I don’t like that he touched you.” He grumbled like a scolded child. 

“He’s gay.” You deadpanned making his lips twitch before he burst out laughing. 

“I’ll send Peter to grab my jacket.” Sirius said suddenly ridding his face of any emotion. 

“Siri— 

“I’ll speak to you soon.” Sirius interrupted you before hanging up. 

Tears pricked your eyes as you tilted you head back, begging them not to fall because you weren’t sure you’d ever stop. Maybe it really was done. Maybe this time there was no coming back. Stupid idiot, I just had to mention those three little words. I should’ve kept it to myself until he said it.  

You curled up in your chair, his jacket suddenly feeling heavier on your shoulders. The smell of cigarettes and Sirius’ cologne filled your nostrils as you bury your tear cover face in your arm. Suddenly all your previous confidence was gone. Maybe I’m just to damaged to love, was your only thought as you fell asleep at your computer desk with a tear stained face. 

*********** 

You woke up to the sound of someone ringing the buzzer of your flat. You walked over to the monitor and stared at the person with a disappointed frown. You buzzed them up without so much as a word, shedding the leather jacket from your shoulders with a bitter feeling seeping into your bones as you did. When there was a knock at your front door you swung it open and passed the jacket to the man stood there. 

“I told him to come himself but he wouldn’t listen. Peter refused to come, told him to man up.” Remus muttered with a sympathetic smile on his face. 

“Tea?” You muttered as you tried to hold back the tears threatening to consume you once again. 

“I’ll make it. Go sit down.” Remus sighed as he made his way to your kitchen with an air of casualness. 

When he walked in not 2 minutes later with two cuppa’s you gave him a small smile despite the sadness simmering just below the surface. He sat down next to you holding his own cuppa with one hand as he threw his other arm over your shoulder pulling you into a hug. 

“Hey Rem?” You whispered tearfully. 

“Yeah?” He replied before sipping his tea. 

“You’d of been a really good big brother.” You chuckled softly as you leant against his shoulder, cradling the cuppa in your hands, close to your chest. 

“I know things are up in the air with you two but you can always talk to me. Day or night, I’m here ‘kay?” He whispered his tone had your tears once again falling as you cried into his chest. 

“I-I love him.” You sobbed as he moved the cups from both your hands placing them in the table before pulling you into his arms. 

“I know lovey.” Remus muttered sadly as he stroked your hair. 

“Come on, dry your tears and go get dressed. I’ll treat you to Starbucks.” He mumbled as he wipes away the tears off your makeup stained face. 

You chuckled softly before wandering off to get rid of the makeup off your face. Once your face was free of all makeup and you’d done your skincare you grabbed a simple lounge set that had a vest style turtleneck, leggings and a cardigan that all matched. Your nails had been done after your music video they had cute little Stitch’s on the middle finger. You slid on your grey fluffy sliders before wandering back out to Remus who was stood, with his car keys hanging off his finger, next to the front door. 

“Come on superstar.” Remus joked as he gave you a bright grin. 

********** 

You finally arrived at Starbucks and instead of going through the drive through you both chose to go into the café. It was 5pm and it would be closing soon so you both figured it would be safe. However the second you walked in you noticed a few more people than usual, a few of which were ogling you both with narrowed eyes as they whispered to there friends. 

“What do you want?” Remus asked sweetly as he pocketed his car keys. 

“(Your fave Drink) please.” You replied with a shy smile. 

‘I thought she was dating Sirius? What a slag.’ You heard someone whisper behind you making your face flush bright red. 

You tried to hide behind your sleeves which seemed to draw Remus’ attention from ordering. He looked behind him to see some girls snickering behind you his face instantly showing his anger. 

“Have some respect and keep your nose out of peoples business.” Remus hissed as he pulled you in front of him before turning his back to the girls. 

“I’ll take a green tea as well. Do you want anything to eat. Your manager said you haven’t been eating much.” He asked softly making you laugh. 

“Sure I’ll have a (your choice). Thank you Rem.” You muttered awkwardly as he paid for everything. You waited until everything was ready before taking the food and drinks towards the car.  

However once you’d gotten outside there was paparazzi everywhere. You inhaled deeply as you tried to control your anxiety but that many people crowding you wasn’t helping. Remus swore under his breath as he held your drinks and food up so they wouldn’t get knocked as he pushed through the men and women with cameras. The questions were being shouted at you as you neared the car.  

‘Are you switching to another member?’ 

‘Are you still with Sirius?’ 

‘Did you know he was spotted with two other girls this month?’ 

You quickly hopped into the car passenger seat ignoring there questioning as Remus did the same. He glanced at you with a worried gaze but made no move to touch you as he could clearly see you were overwhelmed. You grabbed your drink and began sipping it before putting it in the cup holder.  

“I hate paps.” You huffed with an eye roll. 

“Can’t say we deal with them that much. But maybe it because I don’t go out unless we’re preforming.” He snorted making you laugh as he picked up his tea ignoring the crowd outside the car. 

“Shall we take bets on what the headline tomorrow will say?” You snickered making him smirk. 

“Hmm. Pop Singer Y/N Y/L/N spotted with new beau.” He chuckled making you laugh. 

“Y/N and Remus spotted at Starbucks. New boyfriend or just friends?” You added making him roll his eyes. 

“Sirius is gonna lose his shit.” Remus snorted with a smirk. 

“Well he left me he hasn’t got a say in anything in my life. I know he’s one of your best friends but right now I don’t wanna deal with his hot and cold.” You sighed as you began munching on your food. 

“Understandable.” He muttered softly as he began eating his cheese and ham panini. 

“Thank you Rem.” You muttered sweetly as you ate. 

“No worries.” Remus replied with a small smile on his face. 

******** 

Is singer Y/N moving on? 

Y/N Y/L/N spotted yesterday evening with Remus Lupin, the bass player from The Marauders. He paid for her drink according to an inside source and was seen laughing in the car with one another. Is it really over between Sirius and Y/N? Find out on page 23. 

“I swear to god these wankers have no fucking shame.” You growled as your manager slapped this weeks tablet on your desk.  

“Are you seriously screwing another one of those idiots?” You manager snapped making you glare at her. 

“You know Remus is a friend! He’s practically like a brother to me. I love Sirius. That hasn’t changed.” You shouted at her making her grit her teeth. 

“Well next time just order Starbucks off the app! Saves for bad press.” Your manager sighed as you flip her off. 

“I’m gonna release a statme— 

Your phone ringing interrupted her speech which you were honestly grateful for. You picked up the phone when you saw Remus’ name on the screen.  

“Just wanted to warn you Sirius is in his way. He’s pissed. I tried to tell him neither of us would do that but he wasn’t listening. He took a swing at me.” Remus sighed making your eyes widen just as Sirius burst through your front door looking beyond angry. 

“You fucking tried to punch Remus?” You screamed as you took the phone away from your ear so Remus’ ears wouldn’t get the brunt end. 

“Is that your little boyfriend now?” Sirius snarled as he pointed at your phone. 

“Rem I’ll call you back later.” You muttered down the phone. 

“He does love you.” Remus muttered before you hung up. 

“You seriously tried to punch one of your oldest friends because of the paps?” You scoffed in disbelief. 

“Are you seriously trying to date one of my ‘oldest friends’?” He snapped making you shake your head. 

“YOU sent him here to get YOUR jacket! I offered him a cuppa and then I spent the next half an hour crying about how much I love YOU! He offered to treat me to a Starbucks to take my mind off it and probably get me to eat since that’s something I don’t often do at the minute! In what world do you think either of us would betray you like that! I told you I loved you and you fucking left me! How dare you barge in here and try to accuse me of anything! How’s Sasha? Or is it Daphne this week? Which model are you banging now, huh?” You screamed, your face turning bright red as angry tears ran down your face. 

“I can’t do this anymore. This hot and cold. You don’t wanna commit to me but you don’t want me to be with anyone else. You don’t wanna love me but you want me to keep loving you? It’s not fair Sirius!” You cried out making his eyes soften as his posture shrunk back in. 

“I—I’m sorry.” He muttered quietly. 

“Just get out.” You sniffled as you turned away from him. 

“Y-Y/N…” He tried but you just walked out the room. 

A few seconds later you heard your front door slam shut and finally you broke down.  

*********** 

Three months later… 

“So Sirius, this is your first solo song. What does this mean to you?” The interviewer asked as Sirius gave a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. 

“As you all know I’m not the type of guy to commit to someone. I find it hard with my upbringing and being too proud to seek help. I struggled to deal with a lot of things including expressing my emotions and recently I went through something that kind of knocked me out of it. I decided to seek help for the things I went through in the past and the things I ruined because of it. I wrote this song after my first therapy session.” He answered truthfully. You watched the screen in interest waiting for this new song to finally drop. 

“Right well it just turned 10am and the new song is officially out on Spotify. The CD and Vinyls will be released next week in all HMV stores. We will have a short break before Sirius will be play his new single.” The interviewer exclaimed happily. You left the bar deciding you didn’t want to deal with the stares if you broke down. 

You hopped into your car and placed your phone with the live stream on your stand. You looked outside making sure no paps had followed before looking down at the screen, the adverts finally coming to an end. When the show came back on it showed Sirius on stage with his acoustic guitar. 

You couldn’t take your eyes off the screen. In the past 3 months you had time to think about everything that happened in your relationship. Now you could see where you’d both gone wrong but that didn’t mean you’d run back to him. Not without proof he’d changed, even if forgiving him you’d already done.  

‘It's been 7 minutes now since I lost my way,�� It doesn't seem like long, but my whole world has changed,  It's in all the little things, when you smile now it stings,  It's been 7 minutes since I lost the girl of my dreams.’ 

Your eyes widened at the lyrics as you glanced around the parking lot you were parked in before finally making a decision. You put the keys into your car as the song continued. 

‘Is it too late to turn around?  I'm already halfway out of town.  Now I know how I let you down,  Oh, I finally figured it out, 

I forgot to love you, love you, love you.  I forgot to love you, love you, love you.’ 

You sped towards the station, your heart pounding in your chest as you sped down the road not caring where you parked as you hopped out the car, running straight to the entrance. The secretory grabbed you before you could enter the building making you yelp. 

“Not to sound like a diva mate but do you know who I am!?” You shouted as you tried to shove past him.  

“No pass. No entry.” He deadpanned making you grit your teeth. 

“I swear to—James!” You screamed as you saw a familiar sight of black scruffy curls. 

“Y/N?” He muttered in shock as he approached the entrance. 

“You know her?” The security guard asked with a raised brow as he seemed to be judging your scruffy ripped jeans, a Beetles T-shirt and your well worn docs. 

“That’s Y/N Y/L/N he face is literally on the front of the building.” James snorted as he pulled you into the building. 

“Where is he?” You asked softly making him smile. 

“Studio 3 he’s still—Y/N! It’s still live!” He tried screaming but you didn’t listen you just ran, straight up the stairs until you reached the studio.  

You barged in ignoring the stares from centra crew and fans in the stands as you ran towards the stage. You saw Sirius sat with the interviewer talking again but when he heard someone shout about it being live he looked up and instantly spotted you. Your eyes began watering as he stood up in shock. 

“You’re an idiot.” You sniffled as you stood next to the camera which had been turned towards you. You shot a glare at the camera man who quickly turned back to Sirius. 

“I’m aware darling.” He chuckled sadly as he walked a single step closer. 

“Do you still— 

“Always.” You replied before he could even finish his sentence. 

“I love you.” Sirius muttered softly his eyes filling with tears as your began streaming down your face.  

“I love you too!” You shouted with a more angry tone which had him laughing as you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into an embrace 

“You sure know how to make an entrance don’t you pup.” He whispered into your hair. 

“Don’t care. I was at a bar round the corner and I heard the first few lyrics then I drove here like a crazy person. Probably got about 3 tickets and my car has probably been towed. I was about 5 seconds away from fighting the security guard until I saw James. But it’s worth it. You’re worth it.” You whispered sweetly into his neck as he glanced at the interviewer. 

“I gotta finish this but if you wait, we can go get some take out and talk. Okay?” He whispered gently making you smile happily. 

“Okay.” You giggled as you walked towards the stands ignoring the dirty looks from Sirius’ fans. 

Their opinions didn’t matter because he loved me…Sirius Orion Black loved me… 

Once the show was done Sirius jogged over to you with a bright grin on his face. You returned it with your hand held out with a hopeful gaze. He happily took your hand as he pulled you out the studio and then the building. When you got out front you could see Peter stood by you car shouting at someone.  

“What’s going on?” You asked Peter as you approached your car that was still parked outside the building. 

“You can’t park here! I need to tow it or clamp it.” The random man huffed angrily. 

“I told him he ain’t claiming shit.” Peter growled making you laugh. 

“Thanks Pete. How much to remove a clamp?” You asked seriously making the guy frown. 

“£120.” He muttered grumpily. 

“1-120? Jesus Christ what do you fucking bastards need with 120! Oh fucking hell here!” You huffed as you slapped 120 in his hand. 

As the guy drove off Sirius started laughing making you glare at him, he quickly clamped his mouth shut as you got into your car with a grumpy pout on your face. Sirius hopped into the passenger seat as you drove off towards the closest food place. 

“He totally lied it’s only 100 to get a clamp off.” Sirius stated when you began driving. 

“I’m not even surprised. Fucking London for you.” You huffed with an eye roll. 

You both grew silent as your brain finally caught up with everything that just happened. You’d spent months trying to get over him but the love never left you and the sadness that accompanied didn’t either. You recently came to the realisation that you didn’t think you’d ever love anyone like you’d lived Sirius.  

You knew you’d have to let that go though. But now here he sat, healing and calmer than you’d ever seen himS Sirius had always been a ball of excitement, anxiety and hidden pain but as you glanced at his face you could see he wasn’t the same. He was twitching in his seat, he hadn’t turned on the radio to fill the silence because he hated it. He was still and looked almost serene. 

“So your song. It was beautiful.” You muttered softly making him glance at you with the softest smile you’d ever seen on his face. 

“It’s easy to make a beautiful song about a stunning woman.” He whispered but it wasn’t his usually cheesy flirting, he said it as if it was the most sincere sentence he’d ever muttered. 

“So therapy?” You asked nervously, scared he’s shut you out like he always had. 

“It’s been going well. My therapist said I bottle things up because I never received love as a child. Which I kind of laughed at. Can anyone imagine a pair of tories showing love?” He joked but his tone was sad. 

“However he told me to stop looking to the people that didn’t love him and look at the people who did. We started with easy ones like the band and Mr and Mrs Potter.” He stated as he took a deep breath. 

“Then we discussed you. I told him everything and…he explained my inability to commit was due to the fear of a lover one day deciding I wasn’t worth the trouble. I also got diagnosed with PTSD. He told me romantic love doesn’t always last but that didn’t mean it wasn’t worth it. I realised how much I loved you after our 3rd session but I’d started writing the song after our 1st. After some self reflection I realised I love you so much that I…I was scared you’d find someone better. You’re this big pop star that literally walks to the local shop for milk and end up in the tabloids. You sing and preform with people like Eminem and you’ve even dabbled in acting.” He explained calmly making your eyes soften. 

“I wouldn’t care of walked in Henry Cavil walked in here. I love YOU.” You deadpanned making him burst out laughing. 

“I can’t say the same love. If Mr Cavil came in here I’d leave you.” Sirius joked making you laugh whole heartedly. 

“I’m joking obviously…although the witcher…” he trailed off with a smirk. 

“Oh yeah if the witcher came in here I’d leave you.” You snickered making him grin. 

“We could just share him.” He offered making you match his grin. 

“Oh yeah. I could get on board with two long haired hot hunks. I shall call you both my Ying and Yang.” You declared as you pulled up outside Aargrah’s. 

“On a serious note pup…I do love you and I-I really hope we can talk about everything and maybe give it another go? Properly this time?” He mumbled in ask uncharacteristically shy manner. 

“I-I’d love that.” You whispered with happy tears welling in your eyes as you parked up. 

“I love you.” He whispered sweetly his eyes boring into yours. 

“I love you too.” You replied as you leant over the stick shift to press a sweet kiss to his lips. 

************* 

"PUP!” Sirius screamed from down the hall making you jump a little at the sheer volume.  

You stood up and made your way upstairs but as you entered the room you could hear why he was screaming. He’d found one of your unreleased songs, shit. Your eyes widened as you noticed the whole room filled with the Marauders. You flushed bright red as the song played through the multiple speakers in your studio. You tried to turn it off, but it only made Sirius click the rewind button to start it again.  

‘Every time you come around, you know I can't say no.  Every time the sun goes down, I let you take control.  I can feel the paradise before my world implodes,  And tonight had something wonderful.’ 

“Is this my-- 

“Yes, that’s the demo you made but threw away because you thought it was shit.” You interrupted as you tried again to turn it off.  

“You should’ve done Rock instead of Pop.” James laughed as he bopped his head to the song.  

“Oh hush it’s never gonna get released because my Genre is pop and my label won’t allow it.” You snorted as you turned off the music. 

“But ours will. We can call it a feature. Throw in a few bit where James is singing and then put in our next album.” Sirius offered making you frown. 

“You’re being serious?” You asked with wide eyes. 

“I’m alw— 

“Don’t.” You interrupted with a glare. 

“What do you think James?” Sirius asked James with a grin. 

“I like it. First let’s get the studio packed up then we can discuss it over a cuppa.” James chuckled as he ruffled your hair making you pout as you tried to fix your hair.  

Remus laughed at you and threw his arm around your shoulder playfully pinching your ear making you glare up at him.  

“Arseholes.” You huffed as you stormed out the room with a smile on your face. 

Sirius followed after you with a grin deciding to help you move the table you said you wanted in the studio. You had decided to sell your flat and maybe get somewhere bigger but you knew it would take months so you’d slowly started rearranging things and storing a lot of stuff in boxes until you’d found somewhere else.  

Sirius and the boys had offer to help this weekend which you’d been thankful for because a lot of this was private stuff and you didn’t trust moving company’s since the last one stole some shit and sold it online.  

Sirius held one side of the table as you grabbed the other. Both of you shuffling towards the studio where the boys were still packing up small objects. You leaned up to give Sirius a kiss which he happily returned with a soft smile on his face. 

“Who’d of thought Sirius would be in a stable relationship before Remus and Peter.” James snorted making Sirius throw a fluffy pillow from the small couch in your studio directly at James’ head. 

“At least it didn’t take me 12 years to actually get the girl I wanted. Tosser.” Sirius snorted making as James flush bright red. 

“Our love story is romantic!” James argued making you snicker. 

“It’s tragic. If you guys had worked your shit out before you’d of been married and have like 2 babies by now.” You muttered under your breath but they’d obviously heard.  

Sirius burst out laughing leaning over to high five you with a proud smirk on his face.  

“That’s my girl.” He cheered excitedly making everyone roll their eyes. 

********

Once the boys had gone Sirius stared down at you with a raised brow making you looking around you like you tried to find the reason for the look but he took a step towards you making you suddenly feel like prey in the deadly sight of a predator. 

“Bed. Now.” He whispered threateningly as he stalked towards you.  

You were up in an instant, running towards your bedroom with an excited grin on your face. You wasted no time in stripping down as Sirius’ footsteps drew closer. He walked into the room just as you had sat obediently on the bed completely naked.  

He smirked as he began slowly shedding his clothes as he approached the bed. You bit your lip as he finally shed his boxer briefs, his cock already standing tall with the anticipation of what was about to happen.  

“Colour?” He asked softly. 

“Green sir.” You replied instantly making him grin from ear to ear. 

“Face down arse up pup.” He instructed calmly. 

You immediately did as you were told your head resting on your crossed arms, your arse in the air. He softly slapped your left cheek making you giggle, wiggling your hips teasingly. He chuckled before diving down and licking a stripe up your pussy that was already growing in wetness.  

It only took a few minutes of licking and sucking for you to feel yourself building Sirius slid two fingers inside you instantly crooked them downwards to push against your g-spot which tipped you over your edge. You knew tonight would be a long one because once you came he began trying to milk another one out of you. 

“Come on pup. One more then you can have my cock.” He teased as he began finger fucking into your pussy. 

He leant down and sunk his teeth into your arse cheek making you whimper as you pushed back onto his fingers in desperation. He chuckled at the sight his hand coming down to spank you in the place he had just bitten making the sting from the bite amplify. 

“Mmm Sirius…p-please need your cock!” You pleaded as his thumb pressed on your clit, his fingers never stopping the assault on your g-spot. 

“Ah ah! You don’t make demands pup. Who makes the demands here?” He asked darkly his finger increasing there pace. 

“You sir!” You cried out your eyes rolling back onto your head as you gripped at the sheets below you. 

“Exactly! Cum for me pup.” He demanded, which was all you needed to send you toppling into another orgasm. 

He pulled his fingers out gently before lining up his cock with your soaking wet entrance. He gave no warning just plunged straight into you causing you to gasp in mild shock which quickly dissolved into a moan as he began thrusting into you slowly but deeply. 

“Look at you pup. Take my cock so well.” Sirius cooed making your cheeks flush as you nod in agreement. 

“Been wanting to bend you over since I heard that song earlier. But then James and Remus had their fucking hands all over you.” Sirius growled making your eyes widen. 

“But that’s fine pup because we all know who you belong to.” He chuckled as he sped up his pace making your moans turn to screams of pure pleasure. 

His hands gripping your hips as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts making him push as deep as he could go. Your eyes rolled back again as you tried to fight off your 3rd orgasm but he must’ve sensed you holding back because his hands came down and slapped both cheeks making you let out a long drawn out moan. 

“Cum for me puppy!” He growled as he slid his hand under you to brush across your clit and that’s all it took to see stars. 

“Oh fuck! Such a good fucking girl for me.” Sirius groaned as he punctuated every other word with a deep thrust.   

Your hands gripped the sheets, your head buried in them as Sirius drilled into you from behind. Your moans were a continuous stream of nonsense, but it only seemed to rile him up more. His hands were gripping at your love handles now, nails biting the skin. He released your left side, bringing the hand down to slap your arse cheek harshly once again.  

“Whose are you pup?” Sirius growled making you flush a deeper red.  

“Y-Yours.” You whimpered quietly your head still buried in the duvet below you.  

Sirius clearly wasn’t satisfied with that, so he lifted his hand forward and gripped you hair and yanking you into a kneeling positions, his thrust never stopping or slowing down. You moaned loudly as he leaned down enough so his lips were brushing agains your ear.  

“What was that puppy?” He taunted harshly making you whimper.  

“I’m yours. A-All yours!” You cried out as she slammed the head of his cock into your g-spot.  

“Exactly. You’re mine! My slut. MY baby girl! MY PUP!” He snarled as he brought his hand down to circle your clit making you let out a rather undignified squeal.  

“C-Can’t...” You cried out making him chuckled darkly.  

“One more pup. Come on one more for me.” He moaned huskily as he fucked into your pussy, his palm pressing against your clit as too not overwhelm your overly sensitive pussy. 

When you felt your orgasm rising again Sirius sped up his thrusts, his thighs slapping against your arse roughly. His hand slid out your hair and wrapped around your neck pulling you back until your back was resting against his tattoo covered chest. You could do nothing but lean back into his hold as finally your body shook with your orgasm.  

“Ooooh fuck! Sirius!” You cried out as you came for the 4th time that night.  

“Sh-Shit. Y/N!” He shouted as he came inside you.  

You both caught your breath before he pulled out, laying you onto the bed gently as he began kissing your face and shoulders.  

“Such a good girl. Were so good for me weren’t you pup?” Sirius whispered sweetly as he lifted you up like princess.  

You nuzzled into his neck, your arms thrown loosely around him as he carried you to the bathroom. He sat you on the toilet before he began running a bath. You quickly emptied your bladder, wiping off the cum that had leaked out before Sirius turned back around to look down at you.  

“I love you.” Sirius muttered with a truly happy smile on his face.  

“I love you too.” You replied with a soft gaze.  

“I-I wanted to talk to you about something.” He stuttered, his dominant aura suddenly gone replaced by the insecure man buried beneath. You nodded but waited patiently for him to talk as you smiled at him reassuringly. 

“The lads are thinking about moving back to Hogsmeade. James is with that friend from school. She lives there along with all our parents. I was looking at getting my first house and I-I was just wandering if maybe instead of whatever places your looking at…maybe you’d wanna move in with me? Or we’ll get a place together… It’s a small village, really quiet and—fuck this was stupid forge— 

“I’d love to.” You interrupted before he talked himself out of it. 

“R-Really?” He asked in disbelief. 

“Yes! I love the idea of us settling down in small remote village. Ooo can I have a white picket fence? And a flower garden?” You giggled happily as you stared off into space. 

When you didn’t get a reply you looked up to see Sirius staring at you with a look of adoration. You flushed a little but that was quickly forgotten when he wrapped his arms around you. 

“You can have whatever you want pup.” He chuckled as he bent down to snuggle into your neck. 

“Anything? What about if I want 2 puppies, a baby and to be a stay at home wife?” You snickered making him choke on thin air. 

“Let’s see where we end up living then we’ll talk about all of that.” He snorted making you laugh. 

“I’d make a terrible stay at home wife…can’t cook to save my life.” You laughed making him throw his head back laughing with you. 

“Come on let’s get a nice bath then maybe we can’t start looking at some places.” He offered as he helped you into the bath. 

************ 

“This place is so cute.” You gushed as you wandered into the pub ahead of the boys bouncing around excitably. 

“I’m starting to understand why you call her puppy.” James snorted as he wandered over to the bar to see his girlfriend. 

“Hey bar wench bring me so— 

“Sirius! Don’t talk to her like that!” You hissed as you slapped his arm just as James girlfriend plopped down 4 beers and a wine. 

“S’Fine lovey. I spat in his beer.” She snorted making Sirius start choking on his beer. 

“Woman you best be joking!” He shouted making you giggle as she shot you a wink. 

Everyone ordered some food and another round of drinks. Talking happily amongst themselves as people finally started pouring into the pub. You immediately noticed a lot of them were men which made you narrow your eyes a little in confusion but you shook the strange occurrence off turning to Sirius. 

“It’s picking up in here isn’t it?” James voiced with a frown. 

“Yeah we’ve got a local girl coming to play tonight. She very popular with the lads.” James girlfriend chuckled as a young girl walked in dressed in a cottagecore style pale green dress, lace cream coloured flats and a matching cream cardigan that was knitted. Her hair was in a plait with a few cute white flowers in it with virtually no makeup. She was stunning. 

“Shut up she’s about to play.” You whispered as you watched a sweet looking girl get up on stage with an laptop. She hit the space bar on a laptop set up next to her before she stops up straight. Her mouth hovering near the mic as the music started. 

However when she began singing she instantly had you all gaping at her in shock. 

[toughttt]

Why is sexuql assault towards men/boys so socially accepted [rhetorical]

Like my brother just told my father went through his phone in the middle of the night and saw some emails from reddit that had to do with queer stuff [my brother is vehemently homophobic] and he woke him up in the middle of the night to yell at him and then CALLED HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND DOWN and started squeezing her chest in front of my 14yo brother. Then insisted my brother squeeze her chest too and asked if he liked it. He refused and was extremely uncomfortable so our father just kept calling him gay. They were both laughing at my brother too the whole time. This was in the middle of the fucking night I can't

I'm so angry. I need to kill these people I'm so upset. I hate that bitch, I hate her I need to stomp her skull in I hate her. My father always has acted weirdly towards me bur I can't believe he's doing it to my little brother now, and I can't believe that stupid bitch is apart of it. I hate evryone

[theenbynightingale]

CLONE HIGH (2023) EP. 8 SPOILERS

Okay, I know I’m opening up myself to a bunch of arguing but like... We need to have a talk. I should preface this by saying I’m not a die hard fan of Clone High. I only caved into watching the original series a few days before the reboot dropped despite hearing about it for years. I think they’re both good but I have my problems with both.

But I wanna talk about Topher Bus, a Christopher Columbus clone in a Gen Z world. He’s kind of taken over the role of Ghandi as Abe’s best friend in the revival, since the creators don’t want to bring him back unless they know they’re gonna be able to make more seasons. He hasn’t had a lot of screen time or development because the abundance of characters in this version. However, him becoming somewhat close with Abe has resulted in some fans shipping them.

So imagine their surprise when Topher tries to blackmail (or white leverage) Abe at the end of the final episode because he is attracted to Joan as well. I’ve seen so many people actually get angry about this. Many found themselves disappointed that Topher wasn’t straight or that he’d do something so terrible to Abe.

To which I say... Why would you expect anything else from this guy?

Topher’s whole thing was that he was an asshole who tried way too hard to convince people he’s progressive or an ally or “woke”, a term he unironically uses. He goes on and on about how he’s looking out for poc and women because he’s just trying to survive in a world that has flat out rejected his clone father.

“But he has a ‘Everyone is Welcome Here’ rainbow flag in his room!” Yeah, he does. He also has a co-exist poster, too. Good for him. Except there’s also a poster that says “Not a paid activist”. It’s a front! That’s the point! 

“But he keeps trying to drill it into everyone’s heads that he’s straight, like a closeted person!” Yes, he does. But it’s not just closeted people who do that. I went to a Catholic school and I also live in the real world. I’ve seen dudes be afraid to drink tea or hug because it might make them look “gay” or “feminine” or whatever bullshit.

“The way he said he liked Joan and white women in general was so exaggerated that he must be forcing himself to say it!” This is Clone High! Everything in this show is so exaggerated. From the very beginning, it’s been a parody of teen satires. It was created by the duo that would go on to make Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, 21 Jump Street and The LEGO Movie. This is their style.

“The episode would have been better if he blackmailed Abe into not confessing to Joan because he had a crush on Abe.” So you’re saying you would have liked the episode more if Topher had gone “Abe, the reason I almost got you molested by a teacher was because I’m in love with you”? I need you to realize how fucked that is.

Topher is a weasly little shit who tries to convince everyone how progressive he is when he’s actually a total asshole. That was the point. Y’all thinking he was in love with Abe or that he had Abe’s best intentions at heart just means that it worked. You took the bait. I’m not saying shipping Tophabe would be immoral (okay maybe after the whole statutory rape thing but that’s just for right now). There’s a solid chance that their friendship could be salvaged after this. I certainly never thought I’d ship Cleo with anyone but know she and Frida are my OTP. But you gotta stop pretending that this character is someone he isn’t.

I might delete this because I’m just trying to get my feelings out. I’m not calling anyone stupid or whiny just because they got upset by the new episodes. (Shoutout to my boy, @warcrimetime​. Sorry they took JoanFK from you so soon). This is just another case of me getting annoyed by people calling queerbait just because a ship didn’t become canon and me getting everything out of my system. (But also, if Joan does see Topher’s blackmail and her reaction is anger at Abe and not “HOLY SHIT YOU WERE MOLESTED?!” then that would actually be legit bad writing).

TL;DR:

Although, maybe I’m just not upset because I got Kahlopatra and you guys lost your OTP and I just don’t understand, I dunno. 

[hereforthefunnyguys]

Hey bro, if you don't mind me asking... What's the worst Yu-Gi-Oh take you've ever seen? I like seeing you rant.

God... I'm blanking right now but there are a Lot. There are just so many </3.

Later addendum: This went... all over the place. I have no clue what happened here but I stand by my opinions.

I realize I rant about Marik problems a lot (tis the tism) but I think the ones that actually tend to genuinely anger me the most in like a "oh, you genuinely did not read the same series as me" are the ones that attempt to villainize Atem over the whole series or make it seem like he only really cared about Yugi. That is just like. Blatantly incorrect.

First of all, I realize everyone really likes s0 "ooooOOO eDgY yAmI", but early manga Yami Yugi was only terribly violent for a few chapters. After that, he pretty firmly chillaxes, especially post-Death-T and definitely post-Monster World. And we are given a... pretty good reason for why he was like that originally! I would also be a little mad if I woke with no memories after being tormented in a labyrinth full of shadow demons for so long i literally could not remember being born and my first sight was someone trying to beat the shit out of the guy who was kind enough to release me from my Gay and Stupid Maze!

Literally guys, he's like a recently adopted stray kitten. He's just lashing out because he's scared. He's not evil you idiot he's 15 and incredibly incredibly confused and freaked out. Yes he still committed murder no I don't care we've excused other people for worse (take note of how these will often be the same people that uwuify marik or yb (but marik especially -> about to have a sub-rant its related i promise.))

ps. i don't get the marik thing he may be pretty but he is not a sniffling little kitten like people write him as (especially in comparison to his Big Bad Evil Personality and dangerous-bad-boy Yami Bakura who certainly never admitted to himself considering Marik slimy and weird and a dangerous asshole in canon no sir never). The man literally tried to drown Joey and (admittedly accidentally) got his own big brother fried like a fork in a toaster engineered by Elon Musk (and, I want to mention, he didn't seem to consider Rishid a genuine brother until much later after the psychological equivalent of multiple slaps upside the head). I think people just don't know how to write mental illness and/or emotions other than Horny or Sad and morals more complex than black and white.

This is actually part of I think a larger problem in the fandom with not tending to remember the whole storyline/point of yugioh was proving that people are not naturally evil and in fact often prove to be quite noble when they get taken out of a bad situation and worked on a little. Ppl don't quite get this outside of redeeming their favorite evil pretty boy so he can date around, so they either make everyone a sad little angel thats never done anything wrong in their life or a terrible demon whose surprisingly abusive qualities are only matched by his shockingly canon-inaccurate height and muscle mass increase. This is, imo, why people tend to do That to Atem. Either they interpret him as a perfect Good King that can do no wrong or, sadly more commonly, an evil serial killer that only cares about [EXPLETIVE REMOVED]ing Yugi and then pretty much nothing else.

Also, he was like... not a bad Pharoah from the exactly (checks notes) 72 hours he got to be one before dying a horrible torturous undeath. For the good of his kingdom, I want to mention. That was something he willingly undertook for the sake of his people. As far as autocratic dictators went, he was by all accounts a pretty nice one! Didn't even torture anyone to death! In fact he was so against the idea of torturing people to death we had to Specifically keep the bit where we were actually doing that secret from him!

also section B of this take then usually comes around to trying to prove he never cared about his friends other than yugi. And if I may be so spicy in the chat tonight. This is usually ooc puzzleshipping brain rot influencing critical thinking. Yes yes I get that your yami yugi 20k yandere fanfic (with a yugi that cries all the time for some reason and apparently refuses to just Take The Damn Thing Off) is hot but brother of mine that is not what Atem was like in canon. Like. At all.

First of all, even before Memory World he showed off caring about his friends. There was the whole "deadly yo yos" incident with Joey and then there was the not one but two Anzu hostage situations that he dealt with, one of which when there was literally no benefit to him or yugi to go and rescue her! In fact it put them in Active Danger to do so! And from what I remember, that was before even Death-T! So he has very much cared about his friends from the very beginning, individual of his aspect as an extension of Yugi's survival instinct.

Also. The whole point of Yu-Gi-Oh is the whole friendship is magic stuff. That absolutely applies to Atem as well. In fact it probably applies to him more so. The guy really depends on all of his friends for his sanity in a way that not even Yugi does. He likes Joey and he likes Anzu and he likes Honda (even with as little time as he got to shine RIP spiky haired king) and he likes Ryou! In fact one of the original conflicts in Battle City was that he cared about Ryou so much he wouldn't get rid of his age old archenemy because it would have hurt Ryou! But anyways. Anyways.

It feels like part of that can be blamed on the Orichalchos arc in the anime (which was certainly. An Arc. Not good not bad but a secret 3rd thing.) where they had him get incredibly depressed and ever so slightly unstable when Yugi went away. Which makes sense for him, but then people tend to overstate it to "Atem is inconsolable when Yugi isn't there to make it all better for him" and not "Atem feels incredibly guilty for falling under the spell of a literal magically evil-inducing rock and would likely feel similar if he lost really any of his friends in a similar manner."

"But steve. how are those last two things at all related to each other" WELL. YOU SEE. It always feels like people tend to make Atem evil and hate everyone else in order to justify a fantasy scenario where "Yugi" (read: writer's self-insert) gets to come along and redeem him and he gets to be their loyal attack dog. And you know what? I'm fine with that as a fanfic scenario! Let people have fun! Is probably very hot to people who are not stickily uptight bastards like me! But it annoys me like Hell when people try to canonize that particular bit of oocness.

Atem isn't evil. The poor boy is having his own problems. He's hanging out. He's doing his best. Leave him alone. He literally is just a teenage boy that likes to play games. Let him chill. Let him chill.

[beastblade69]

the great reason of me becoming fixated on one flew is literally my fixation MY MADLY STRONG FIXATION on everything related to psych wards and psychiatry overall. but like idkk, I'm literally watching dozens of movies about psych wards, my books are mosty only about psych wards, STILL MY BRAIN'S CHOSEN TO FIXATE ON ONE FLEW. WHY?? I HAVE NO CLUE. I WAS LIKE. I just finished watching hannibal series back then and remembered about our teacher telling us about one flew over the cuckoo's nest aka "the movie about how mental patients were treated not so long ago". obviously I became excited because of my fixation. so I've watched the movie. AND OMG, I LITERALLY COULDN'T QUIT THINKING ABOUT IT FOR ALL NIGHT LONG. still I hoped that it wasn't a fixation obsession, just like yk sometimes you get that average obsession that fades away pretty quickly. BUT NUH, WHEN I WOKE UP NEXT DAY I STILL WASN'T ABLE TO THINK ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE BUT ONE FLEW. AND SO YEH, UNFORTUNATELY FOR ME IT WAS A FIXATION. unfortunately because THIS FUCKING SHIT IS DRAMATIC AF AND NOT THAT SILLY AS MY USUAL HYPERFIXATIONS WERE (literally metalocalypse and gwar. two silly ass bands). SO YES, I'VE ORDERED A BOOK THAT MORNING AND SHIT MY LIFE WAS NEVER THE SAME AFTER THEN. I'LL NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS BOOK. but actually if we're comparing a book's and movie's ending I'd prefer the book's one (with all my love towards final movie gay scene, but nuh, book's def better) because in the book mcmurphy at least prevailed over the system. and almost everyone was released (not tge poor billy boy unfortunately 😔😔😔): harding finally got better and left, some other patients also left or switched wards. my beloved girlie aka chief finally got out and ratchet was defeated. it's almost a happy ending if comparing to the movie, where mcmurphy died literally for nothing. movie mcmurphy is not that deep at all, just a silly a bit stupid dude so yeah, okay, I wasn't expecting something deep from him anyways

[innytoes]

Inny rewatched JATP 1-3

Happy JATPversary, phantoms! I'm doing a rewatch and I have many stupid thoughts.

Episode 1:

-Ray Molina is a silver fox and I'd take a ride in his mini-van if you know what I'm saying

-the body language Jeremy Shada gives Reggie even when he's not the main focus is still so on point and I just... want to hug him.

-I do love that Caleb is just like: I don't care it's 2020 I'm gonna walk around in a goddamn cape and tophat because my aesthetic is better than yours

-Also the up and down glance he gives Alex like: Hmm, 90s twink.

-Not me crying at Wake Up like it's the first time I'm watching

Episode 2:

-I love how when the boys go to eavesdrop on Julie, Reggie and Luke stand on their toes and Alex kind of... has to duck down.

-Julie's purple sweater outfit is so underrated and looks so soft.

-Reggie making snow angels on the bed my beloved. Also 'butterflies and glitter' will never not be funny.

-Alex being like 'I am sorry for them being menaces' and immediately turns around to be a menace and mess with Julie's things. He is just as big of a himbo as them.

-In episode 1, when Julie's looking at the instruments in the loft, the keyboard makes a sound just like the other instruments and in Bright we see Reggie playing the keyboard and GIVE ME THE SUNSET CURVE SONG ROCK BALLAD REGGIE PLAYS PIANO

Episode 3:

-The European in me is so confused by spirit rallies. Also, wtf why would you hype up all your students and then send them to class? Do you think you're getting anything done the next hour???

-Alex and Willie meetcute is still good and they're so awkwardly wanting to keep talking because CUTEBOY and Willie is sooo trying to signal like 'hello I'm gay.' Like the whole 'photo with Marylin' thing.

-Also the 'who's we' at 'shouldn't we be in heaven' because Willie is like: oh no trust me I'm not going there in fact I'm already kind of in hell don't worry about it.

-Okay but what were they talking about that Alex learned the phrase 'get woke these are sensitive times' from Willie?

[imzsuzsis-blog]

I wasn't so frustrated anymore, I went well all the way and told the staff that I was transgender and gay, but not yet pregnant. In fact, I haven't done the test yet, I didn't have time to do it, I went everywhere, including the hotel room and the sauna room, but only in the bathtub where I sat with a bomb foam machine and most of the time I fell asleep there until Jon, Max, Ollie or my alarm clock woke me up I didn't have to, I can always sleep well there, it calms me down, especially after stressful days.

"Jesus, I left my test behind" I zipped up my jeans, which had been tight lately. "How is your test, my son?" Dad looked at me, I was shocked and confused and gave him a stupid answer. "I was invited to a quiz show test." ,,I think Lando, you will fail at the first geography or history question because you are not the smartest boy in the world, your IQ is also 110." "Good no pregnancy test, I think I'm pregnant by Ollie." I knew, I knew, I shouldn't have done that, dad has no idea what I'm going through right now and he doesn't need to know about it. "Let's leave it to your mother's, not your resort." "Are you pregnant? You're already a boy." "No, I'm not the girl, I was just born in the wrong body and there's a long road ahead of me and behind me, I'm sorry to say this only now, but I'm transgender and gay." "I believe, go ahead, the reporters are waiting, you are third."

"I'm the third, should I take this as cash now?" I looked at the camera that took me, I couldn't believe it and nothing was going to work out as described in the ledger, now third place. "Lando are you okay?" You almost cry.” "Of course, of course Max, I just can't believe what I've heard. Tomorrow I'll start from third place, now if you'll excuse me, not only is the press waiting, but I can finally take care of my ongoing business."

"Lando!!!! Wait, current affairs, what do you mean?” I ran after him, breathless, when I asked all the existing reporters around, they said they had already given interviews. "Oscar, haven't you seen your teammate? Nothing." I saw that he had his hands in front of his mouth and was crying. He shakes something again and again, I went there and hugged him. "Is there a problem Bob? What is it in the beginning? it smells like urine, I mean it." "I'm pregnant, I can't believe I'm slipping in." It says I'm pregnant and 3-4 weeks old. Shouldn't I be seeing a gynecologist, Max?" He shook his head and still started to see this, my blood ran cold, I thought it was just a joke, he was joking, he told me the truth for the first time, and I have since supported him in everything he does, no matter what. "Well, come here, my old warrior friend, there's nothing wrong. I will stand by your side even if the evil gynecologists have a good laugh and send you to the end of the world on vacation in sunscreen and swimming trunks." I saw that faint but tiny Lando Norris smile in his eyes, I knew he had to cheer him up, he was spoiled.

"Yes, thank you" I put down the microphone and followed them in my racing clothes, only to see that Lando was begging for something. "Max? Here…” I’m pregnant Ollie slipped in, you get it!!!!!” Lando gasped and knelt on his stomach. Almost on the spot I collapsed from the pain. "I understand, but why? I'm just worried about you, man. During the winter break, you won't be seen or heard, and I called you so that if you're already here, come to us, but you're going to pick up that fucking phone, fuck you!!!!!" I walked up to him and slapped him and showed him my middle finger. ,,What???? Damn you Osc!!!!! I pour my heart out to you and you answer like that, you're a fucking Australian!!!!" "Here??? How are you talking to me you bastard Bristrol fuck!!!!” "Nana, stop it!!!!! Now I don't know who you are, but this seems to me like gay snogging." "Lando kissed me!!!!" "And you are my boyfriend!!!!" "Who the fuck is exciting my dick then and there I roared into you Lando, understand, it was more than just a kiss for me, you see." I went over to him and put my fluffy lips to Lando's, whose lips were a little wetter but softer and I kissed him. "Oscar, fuck Lando!!!" "Ollie!!!!"

"Wait for it!!!!" I ran drunkenly through the crowd after Ollie, "Ollie, please, it's not what it seems." "Why are you walking behind my back with Osacar? You're a bastard from Bristol, you've managed to prove it again." He tore the test out of my hand and threw it away, presented it to me, and then ran away. ,,Fuck!!!!!!!! My test is now the fucking half-pedock will know the truth.” "Lando, we saw that Ollie was said to be immature and an Essex monkey in a relationship. That's what all his exes have said about him so far." "It's not about that, fuck you, it's about the fact that I'm pregnant for you. Max is my baby's father and he flunked the test, which indicates that he's an immature dick and I still thought I loved Ollie. Where the hell did I go wrong and how can I fix our relationship because of the bean?" "You saw this, I don't know, friend, I think if you both look at yourselves, you will figure it out and I suggest you talk it over." "I don't think it's going to work because of the kiss, maybe I'll have to raise the little one alone, and I've just started to have feelings about this matter, what should happen, should I end it or not, if not, what a scandal it will be, should I give it up for adoption, if so, where?" ? But will I be able to raise him and how much help will I get? The whole thing is complicated for you.” Burying my face in my palms, I started sobbing, my body was shaking, I didn't know who to turn to and when I should say this, and I was afraid of how big of a scandal this would be.

,,Whose is this?" I walked back and saw that Lando was crying a lot, "What did you and Carlos get together with?" "I've only known since yesterday that you don't mess with him." "We really couldn't agree on anything except that mine is my test." "Lando, are you pregnant by whom?" He started sniffing, he leaned his head on me again, his lips wanted to form words but his brain forbade him, I started stroking his badger hair to comfort him. But there was no other way, and his brain buried it in a deep, very deep place, a mournful place from which he can only return in his nightmares. "From Ollie and I think it's over because of an idiotic kiss that only lives in Oscar's mind that he and I are an idyllic couple who will get married next year. That's not true, he's just an old friend of mine and my teammate, I don't want to fight with him, I think it's disgusting." "Well, Lando licked back that certain ice cream, you went with your teammate at that age too and we sat here and cried about how Danny was the last one to throw for a girl." ,,Congratulations Lando" ,,Thank you on his behalf Cheko" ,,I know more..." ,,Is Max sleeping?" I kissed his hair and he drooled so much that he fell asleep, I smiled, I could always stand it when Lando was sleeping, he's the cutest in the field.

[lynnmatthewswrites]

The New Girl at Hogwarts: Chapter One- The Move

Authors Note: Hiya! I started writing this because I couldn’t see myself in so many fanfiction protagonists! I love the Harry Potter series and really relate to Hermione and Luna, who were so proudly not submitting to stupid things like pink and girly stuff! This fic is a love letter to the quirky girls and the girls who love Hogwarts! I also thought id include a gay character for gay rights! Sorry if there r any typos I tried my best.(LMK if you want a Y/N ver)

Sarah Lynn Clampitt wasn’t like a lot of girls she knew. Sarah Lynn didn’t like Taylor Swift or Lana Del Rey. Her favorite band was Panic! at The Disco, or maybe Paramore, though they were so underground most of her friends had never heard of them. Sarah Lynn didn’t care about short skirts and being girly, and much preferred hanging with the boys and getting dirty over lip gloss and glitter. She was also a witch, and went to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Of course, that was until her rich father died tragically, and she had to move in with her mom’s sister in England. (her mom died when she was a baby in a tragic accident and it was really sad)

Sarah Lynn would miss Ilvermony, even though she was sort of unpopular- all the other girls liked Taylor Swift and the Eras Tour and the Barbie movie, while Sarah Lynn hung out with boys- and the boys liked her, but still! Sarah Lynn sighed, looked out of the airplane window, and shed a single tear, missing her dad and her friends from New York. But they didn’t matter anymore. She was going to Hogwarts, and things were gonna be different! She put in her wired earbuds (airpods are stupid) and started playing one of her favorite songs- “House of Memories” by Panic! at the Disco. (AN: most people have never heard of this song but def check it out! it’s super good) She really liked P!ATD, even though Brandon Urine had collabed with stupid taylor swift. 

Sarah Lynn realized she had fallen asleep on the plane, and they were now landing in London. She pulled her golden blonde hair into a messy bun and pulled down her baggy t-shirt and walked off the plane with her backpack. Her aunt had texted her that she would pick her up at the airport, but Sarah Lynn had just now realized her aunt’s appearance was a total mystery to her. She walked off the plane and into the airport, where she began to read the names on signs- John, Craig, Angie, Bob, Robert, Bobby, Bob, until she saw a sign that made her freeze. It was a pink, glittery sign, with hello kitty and my little ponies on it. Even more terrifying was what it read. Sarah Lynn. THIS was her aunt? Sarah Lynn looked up to see a bleach blonde, lip-gloss wearing, stanley-cup-having woman. “Hi sweetie! I’m your aunt Jessica!” Sarah Lynn was terrified. Who was this woman? How was she even related to Sarah Lynn’s beautiful mother(who died when she was a baby)

“Hi Aunt Jessica?” Sarah Lynn grimaced. 

“C’mon sweetie! Let’s get to Kings Cross!”

So the pair climbed in to Aunt Jessica’s cramped and cluttered mini, which Aunt Jessica wasn’t an adept driver of, and drove to King’s Cross, where Sarah Lynn climbed out of the car, thanked Aunt Jessica, and walked off to platform 9 and ¾. When Lynn got on the train an old man with black hair stopped her. 

“Are you Sarah Lynn Clampitt?” he asked. 

“Yes” I said.

“Well, you’re new, so you have to go to the transfer student cabin!” he yelled, pulling Sarah Lynn by her arm to the back of the train into a cell-like chamber filled with moldy bread. 

“No! Help!” Sarah Lynn screamed, banging on the door, but to no avail. Eventually she fell asleep in the cold cell, and when she woke up… she was at Hogwarts!

She was ushered inside, where she was led up to the sorting ceremony with the first years. Wow she thought. Cool. When she was pushed up onto the stage, everyone looked at her confused- she was fifteen, not eleven! Sarah Lynn blushed, before going “Erm- awko taco!” and then everyone laughed and clapped. Dumbedore put the hat on Sarah Lynn’s hat and it didnt even hesitate, just yelled GRIFFYNDOR!! so Sarah Lynn went to sit at the Gryffindor table. 

She sat next to a girl with curly hair, a ginger boy, and a boy with glasses. “Hi! I’m Sarah Lynn Clampitt. Can I sit here?”

“Of course!” The curly haired girl said. “My name is Hermione Grager, and these are Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.”

“Nice to meet you” Harry said “Where are you from?”

“Im from Ilvermony in New York. But then my dad died, and my mom died when I was a baby.”

“Im so sorry” Ron said. 

“It's ok. I’m just happy to be here!” Sarah responded

“You seem really cool for a girl. Girls are so much drama.” Hemione vocated.

“Oh my god you too! I hate Taylor Swift.”

“I hate her too. I hate her I hate her I hate her. What type of music do you like?” 

“I love Panic! at the Disco and Paramore- you’ve probably never heard of them.”

“I’ve never heard of them ever!” Ron said gingerly

“They’re super good. I love Brandon Urine, even though he made a song with stupid taylor.”

The group all ewwed in unison. Just then a boy in a Charli XCX shirt sat down by Harry. Harry exclaimed “Hi Neville!”

“Hey ddady!” Neville remarked svltrily. “Snatch my wig and i oop lets roide lavender lamborgini roll up in a blue bikini- whos the new girl??”

“That’s Lynn. She’s cool.” Harry dictated. “She’s from America.”

“Oh America the land of Beyonce werk slay queen girlboss!!” Neville announced. “That’s so mother of you.”

“I hate Beyonce. She’s basic.” Sarah Lynn remarked. “You seem cool though.”

“Oh Em Gee, how can you sin upon mother girlboss? That’s so not cool I T G I R L U know I am that girl of you!” Neville sobbed.

“He’s a little sensitive.” Hermoine remarked as Neville ran of sobbing. “But he’s cool sometimes.”

“Huh.” Sarah intoned, before Dumbledore started talking. “Welcome students? My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am the headmaster of this school. This year, we’ve welcomed dementors and also fortune-telling because Voldemort is on the rise. Anyway, enjoy the feast!” dumbledore exclaimed as delicious food appeared before everyone- it looked like everyone got to eat their favorite food! Sarah gasped as chicken nuggets magically appeared before her. Sarah Lynn loved chicken nuggets.

“Oh my god I love chicken nuggets. Oh my god.” Sarah Lynn cried.

“Me too girl!” Hermine attributed.

“I’d be late to my wedding and just run in like SORRY I WAS GETTING CHICKIE NUGGIES!” Sarah quipped.

Sarah Lynn and Herione cheersed each other with their chicken nuggets, looking out on the other girls eating their salads and protein shakes, rolling their eyes. Stupid iceberg lettuce and croutons. Sarah Lynn felt very happy, like she’d finally found her place. A girl who was also not like other girls. Two new boys she could be one of. She was excited to learn the in and out of Hogwarts- and then she saw him. 

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Side Story; 20 Lines [Special Chapter]

|Lines Aren't the Only Thing I'll be Picking Up|

!(M/n) and Katsuki aren't dating yet in this side story!

(I got all of these cringy pickup lines from Google because I couldn't think of any myself. Also, this is really stupid and makes no sense.)

!CRINGE WARNING!

My mind was foggy when I woke up, and I realized I was in my dorm. I couldn't remember anything.

The last memory I had was of me patrolling with Izuku and Togata senpai earlier and now... nothing.

But, somehow I had an irresistible urge to say stupid things. I got up slowly because I was a bit dizzy, and walked to my bathroom. When I looked at my reflection, something was off, but I couldn't pinpoint what, so I just shrugged it off and walked out.

Going down to the first floor, I saw everyone coming in with their uniforms on. So class was already over, eh?

"Oh, (M/n)! You woke up!" Izuku walked towards me and I smiled a bit, stepping forward.

Only to fall in front of him.

"Eek?! Are you okay?!" Izuku knelt beside me and I just looked up at him.

And well, my mouth moved on its own. "Are you French? Because Eiffel for you."

Izuku stared at me for a moment before his entire face went red and he began stuttering like crazy.

//////

After that little scene I caused, Aizawa came here because everyone called him, and he explained to me what had happened earlier.

"The quirk user said something about a physical form that shows how long it takes for the effects to wear off." He looked down at my left wrist, where I had noticed a black bracelet with a white 19 was glowing. "Everything he says will be a pick-up line, so he won't be able to have a normal conversation until it reaches 0."

"So, basically, he has to say nineteen more pick-up lines?" Aizawa nodded and I heard my classmates whispering behind me.

"It would occur spontaneously, so be careful, guys."

//////

Shouto was sitting on the couch in the common room peacefully reading a book, and I couldn't resist standing behind him, bending over a bit and whispering in his ear.

"If you were a library book, I would check you out." The poor boy erupted in flames and had to be taken off the couch before he would burn it to ashes.

//////

Right after I heard Izuku naming All Might's moves, specifically the Textas Smash, a smile crept up my face.

"Are you from Tennessee? 'Cause you're the only 10 I see." I heard some grunts but I just laughed, and Izuku blushed again.

//////

Kaminari was writing down the answers to his homework when his pencil broke.

My tongue felt like it was itching to speak.

"Life without you is like a broken pencil... pointless."

//////

I saw Uraraka training outside, so I walked out and went up to her.

"Even if there wasn't gravity on earth, I'll still fall for you."

She screeched and covered her blushing face, soon making herself float with her quirk.

//////

I saw Iida walking inside after training and I noticed his engine smoking a bit.

Another one.

"Do your legs hurt from running in my dreams all night?" Iida stared at me, soon blushing a bit before he started making his robotic motions and yelling something about adequate behaviour.

//////

"Guys, I'm hungry, somebody wants take-out?" I glanced at Eijiro over my shoulder and I already sensed everybody tense up, getting ready for my awful next comment.

"Are you craving pizza? 'Cause I'd love a pizz-a you." Eijiro blushed but smiled widely.

"Yes, that's really manly of you, (M/n)!"

//////

"I love kangaroos!" Yaoyorozu said as we watched the TV together, there was currently a program about animals from Australia, and when I saw them I smiled, but then we saw them...

"Are you a Koala? 'Cause you meet all of my koala-fications."

//////

Jiro sat down beside me sighing, and I just stared at her.

She's really pretty. If I didn't like Katsuki, I would fall in love with her.

"My mom thinks I'm gay, can you help me prove her wrong?" She choked with her spit and laughed openly.

"I like that one!" She exclaimed as everyone stared at us, and Jiro repeated what I said, Uraraka and Mina laughing too, along with Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, Ojiro and Mineta.

//////

I walked into the kitchen, where Sato was baking a cake.

"Are you cake? 'Cause I want a piece of that." He jumped slightly and glanced at me, laughing when I made eye contact.

"Oh, (L/n) it was just you. Here," he gave me a bowl with whipped cream, "You can eat that, I forgot to add sugar to that one." I smiled and bowed at him, holding the spatula inside the bowl and eating it.

So fluffy.

//////

"You haven't had your first kiss yet, Sero?" The tape guy shook his head and chuckled.

"It's not that important anyway, guys," I smirked unconsciously and leaned down to him, bending to his ear.

"Are you going to kiss me or do I have to lie to my diary?" He choked and I walked away laughing like a maniac.

//////

It was the end of the day, and Katsuki dragged me to his room to play video games for a while, hoping that I would shut up for a bit.

But right as I sat down beside him, the temperature in the room seemed to rise.

"Is it hot in here or is it just you?"

Katsuki froze in front of his TV and glanced at me over his shoulder, growling and making explosions.

"Can you shut up already with those shitty pick-up lines, asshole?!"

"If looks could kill, you'd be a weapon of mass destruction." Katsuki scoffed and sat down beside me, grabbing a controller and handing it to me.

"That's more accurate, idiot." Katsuki yawned and rested back for a bit. "I'm tired..."

"Have you been to the doctor lately? 'Cause I think you're lacking some vitamin me." He whined and covered his face with a cushion.

"You're making me have a migraine, (M/n), shut up already." He turned his head to look at me and his tired-angry expression made me sigh.

"Wow, when God made you he was showing off," he stared at me with wide eyes and a cute blush on his cheeks, before getting up with an exhausted sigh.

Katsuki got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Is that a mirror in your pocket? 'Cause I see myself in your pants." Katsuki was making tiny explosions and he turned abruptly, stomping towards me.

"Why are you talking about my pants and ass right now?!" He held his palms close to my face and I chuckle.

"What has 36 teeth and holds back the Incredible Hulk?" He made a 'Huh?' noise and I smirked, "My zipper."

Katsuki's face erupted in flames and he ran to the bathroom, making me laugh for a bit at his reaction.

After some minutes, Katsuki came out, his hand pushing his hair back. "Am I in a museum? Because you are a piece of art." His crimson eyes glared at me and he grabbed my arm, making me get up from his couch.

"Get out, we are not playing anything, I remembered I have homework to do," another chance...

"I know you're busy today, but can you add me to your to-do list?" He looked down and kept pulling me to his bedroom door.

"Stop with the pick-up lines, I'm sick already." Katsuki opened the door, but I kept it open before he pushed me out.

I had to make this one worth it...

"I've been wondering..." Katsuki stopped and looked me in the eyes, "Do your lips taste as good as they look?" I raised my hand to caress his cheek, stroking his bottom lip while I couldn't help but stare at them.

He blushed again, "D-don't say things y-you don't mean..." I released my arm from his grasp and cupped his face with my palms.

"Who said I didn't mean it, Katsuki?" I heard him gulp hard and his eyes looked away.

"Why don't you find out on your own, then...?" His crimson eyes travelled back up to meet my (e/c) ones and I smiled.

I held his face sweetly and stepped closer to him, leaning down to his height and right as I was about to kiss, I saw his eyes close, making me bite my lip trying to hold back a big smile. "I love you, Katsuki..."

I whispered against his lips, before pressing mine on them. Katsuki sighed and his arms wrapped themselves around my shoulders, pulling me down more. One of my hands travelled down to hold his waist as I stepped forward, making Katsuki walk back and I closed the door behind us, I made us walk to his bed, where I slowly pushed down on it, getting on top of him and ending our kiss.

Katsuki was gasping and completely embarrassed. His entire face was flushed.

"Are you..." he swallowed and held my face, "... done with the pick-up lines?" I looked towards my left wrist, where the bracelet had reached its countdown, showing signs of fading. And I nodded at him.

"But there's one more I want to say..." he groaned and whined.

"Oh god no..." he covered his eyes with his forearm and I reached down to his ear.

"Do you like sales? Because if you're looking for a good one, clothes are 100% off at my place." Katsuki gasped when he felt my fingers under his shirt, lifting it slowly.

He squirmed a bit but when I graced his nipple his mouth opened with a cute moan, "Gaah~"

"Are you raisin? Cause you're raising my dick." He froze and slowly moved his arm away, sitting up slightly and looking down at me.

"(M/n)!" He grabbed his pillow and hid his face with it, I chucked and decided to stop my teasing.

I lay between his legs, my head on his chest and I wrapped his waist with my arms. "I love my bed, but I rather be in yours."

"Why...?" I stared up at him as he moved the pillow aside, and I smiled pecking his lips.

"Because you're in it, Katsuki."

He stared at me and then whined, "Let's sleep, okay?" He closed his eyes, but after a few seconds, they opened again. "I forgot to turn off the console."

Instead of any of us getting up he texted Eijiro, who observed us lying together before smiling happily.

"Did you finally confess, Bakugou?" I looked at the blond, who was stuttering and blushing.

"I did it, with a pick-up line. A really good one too." Katsuki looked towards the wall, avoiding our staring and growled.

"Turn the damn thing off before I kick both of you out of my room," Eijiro laughed and did so, bidding us a 'Good night'.

"You didn't drag me here to play video games, did you?" After a few seconds, he mumbled a tiny and cute 'no'.

"I was jealous," but before I could make a big deal out of it, he held my face and kissed me, leaving me speechless. "Now, shut up and sleep already."

My head was pushed down to his chest again, where I could hear his heartbeat going back to its steady and normal pace, but I wasn't happy with that. "Katsuki..."

"Yeah?"

"I love you." And his heart began racing, pounding aggressively against my ear, and that made me sigh, "Much better."

...

...

...

"Hey Katsuki..."

"Mmh?"

"Are you from Japan?" He made an 'Eh?' noise, and I just giggled, "Because I'm trying to get in Japanties."

"Get the fuck off my fucking bed!!"

[rabiesband]

We all know you're a pretty chill dude, but when was the last time you lost your cool? What happened?

damn alr… the last time i lost my shit was when i almost killed my dad. i was 15

u see my dad who’s a pos and my ma, a woman i trusted forever until that point, found out about me being gay and they just fuckin degraded me yknow???? and my stupid ass was taking it‼️ and all of this fucking rage was boiling‼️‼️ like wtf did i do???? i was being myself‼️‼️

dad was making it worse by calling me “batty boy” and a f#g and so was my ma. then all the sudden i lost my shit

next thing u know i was slamming him down the floor, socking n kicking n stomping him. ma tried to get me off but i pushed her away and made her trip over shit. i couldn’t stop all of this rage and pain, i was screaming and telling that i hate both of them. blood was everywhere bruh and my dad was gurgling in his

then i woke up and realized what tf i’ve done. i started crying and saying i was sorry. i tried getting my dad up but he kept on slipping and coughing. ma just told me to get the fuck out of here, and i did.

i know how strong i am and i know how dangerous i am. thats why im so scared of hurting people and being upset bc of that :(

[casspurrjoybell-26]

💖Sweet Revenge💖 - Chapter 14

*Warning Adult Content*

Blake Welling

As Aaron speaks, his face takes on the blank, emotionless look I've come to hate... not because I find it unattractive but because I now recognize it for what it is.

It's the mask he uses to hide his pain. 

When he finishes, I've lost my appetite and I'm fighting the urge to reach across the table for his hand.

I'm pretty sure it would not be a welcome gesture right now.

He falls silent and I look up from my cold, forgotten waffles.

"Didn't you tell people what really happened? I mean, those... those fucking idiots."

I swipe my hand through my hair and blink back the sting of futile tears.

"Why didn't you call them out?"

He looks up and meets my eyes.

"Blake... I was in a coma for a week. I had a concussion, broken ribs and internal bleeding. I'm lucky I didn't break my back. By the time I woke up and was coherent enough to tell the real story, the Brad 'n' Chad version was gospel truth. Everyone knew I was gay, that I'd tried to give candy to some boy and that it hadn't gone well for me. It made sense that I'd..." he takes a breath and looks away.

"It's funny but hurting myself never crossed my mind. Not until after everyone thought I already had. I know people meant well but do you have any idea how hard it is when everyone thinks you're in danger of that?"

He takes a sip of coffee and exhales.

"They look at you differently, treat you differently. If I showed a hint of unhappiness or distress, suddenly everyone expected the other shoe to drop. I learned to hide my feelings behind... well, you've seen it, I guess. If I hadn't had my Grandma, I probably would have fulfilled that prophesy a long time ago."

I can't resist any longer and reach across the table to touch his hand.

To my surprise, he doesn't snatch it from my grasp.

He just looks at it where it rests in mine.

I run my thumb back and forth over his knuckles a few times.

"I've been there, too," I admit.

"After the accident, you know. I felt like I'd lost everything. It took a while to realize I still had something to live for."

He looks up and meets my eyes and for once, his own are unguarded.

The blue expanse of his soul is right there, wide open and I fall in.

"It took me years," he says.

"My dad... I guess he didn't really kick me out. He just never came to the hospital to take me home. He gave my Grandma guardianship and washed his hands of me. At school... when I finally went back... I was 'that gay kid who tried to off himself.' Someone to pity or ridicule but not to be friends with and every adult except my Grandma watched me like hawks, waiting for me to try again. So I learned to hide and not feel and not care. I almost succeeded and it almost killed me."

His eyes are still locked on mine but now I feel like he's the one who's looking into my soul and I'm not sure I can bear it if he doesn't like what he sees but I owe it to him not to look away.

"Leaving for college... culinary school... saved my life and when I moved back here to take care of my Grandma, it felt like my chance to show everyone that I'd found my strength. That's why I named my shop Sweet Revenge," he goes on.

"Because it didn't matter, in the end, whether you destroyed my fudge or destroyed my heart or whether Chad and his stupid friends destroyed my life. I was still alive and I still make candy and I still love it and it's fucking delicious and I know it."

A fierce look has come into his eyes, and he withdraws his hand from mine with deliberate slowness.

"So, is that what you wanted to hear? What you wanted to know?" he asks.

My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth for too long and by the time I free it, he's on his feet.

He pulls a twenty from his pocket and tosses it on the table.

"There. You can make up the difference. I'll see you around, Blake."

He leaves and for a long time I just sit there, staring at my coffee as it goes cold.

~♡~

The following weeks are busy.

My shop opens and between the promotional deals and the excitement over a new store, my inventory starts to move.

I barely have time to think about the man who now has my heart on a string.

I manage it, though... at night... in the morning... in the shower.

I make sure Kate is working the front counter whenever I go over to buy myself a treat and if I see Aaron on the street outside, I wave and smile and then go about my business.

On the outside, I do a fair job of acting like I'm not desperate to see him wave and smile in return and then walk straight into my waiting arms.

On the inside, I'm a man slowly starving, forgotten in a lonely cell and I carve little marks on the walls of my mind to count the passing days.

By day ten, my hope has started to flag and I wonder if we'll be spending the rest of our lives separated by a narrow street and a gaping silence full of unspoken things.