#nothing is wrong with her face model actually. if you realize they wanted to make her look a little bit pathetic

[mymarifae]

absolutely deeply in love with her sad wet cat aura

[shanieveh]

HAUNTED BY THE GHOST OF YOU *ੈ✩‧₊˚

no matter what he does, he can never deny that you were the greatest love of his life

KAMISATO AYATO who scarcely shows real emotion, who puts on a facade of masks and fake gestures was now charming his new bride to gain her favour. He can describe his new bride with just one word. Perfect. Unlike you, who messily eats the sweets that he stole from the tea house, or laughs crazily when you tease him so. The life he now lives was one from paintings and models, standards and perfection. But it was all fake, a charade, and only in the nights in the place where you said your goodbye, can the cowardly man finally put off his mask and reveal what he truly was. A lie.

SCARAMOUCHE who did everything to have a heart, even if it meant to discard you, to never see you ever again. And now he did, but the feeling of emptiness had never been so obvious. He was now a God, just what he wanted, but he no longer can be with you even if that's what he needed. To be with a person that actually cared, that never abandoned him. Not when he was the one who left, and he always denied that he was the reason why you're gone. That you were the reason his heart now restored, had never felt this empty. But deep down he knew, that a life with you was better than this.

KAEYA who spends all his time in the tavern, doing everything to erase the pain, to escape reality. His once carefree and seemingly sly like nature was now reduced to tatters who hoped that everything that has happened was only a dream. You didn't leave him, but you did. Who wouldn't leave a loser, a coward and inferior to his brother? He couldn't even face his past nor future, he couldn't even be the man you deserve. It was so clear as to why you left, but you never knew how he would risk all for you. His identity, his titles, his very life. You didn't know how he will leave it all behind, just to see your smile again. Just for you to break his heart again.

DILUC was someone that everybody knew, and everybody was scared of.. But when you gave him that look of fear, that look of judgment, he can't help but be jealous of the ordinary townsfolk that just run up to you and be with you. But sometimes he believed it was right to scare you off. To make you think that he didn't love you. At the very least you won't be tied into the danger that comes with being with him. Even if every corner of his mansion was filled with your memories, he will survive this pain. The pain of seeing you so happy with another man, and the consequence of knowing that the both of you can never be together.

KAVEH who made you his muse. His very existence was dedicated for you. His dreams, his passions, his love it was all for you. And now he orders two ice creams, remembering how you weren't there to eat the other once. Making a portrait for the wedding you both will never have. Maybe just like last time, it was all his fault. Maybe his fate lies in always being alone, in being a failure to everyone he loves. To always say the wrong words, and doing the wrong things. And he will act like nothing happened, that nothing bad was there. Because he doesn't deserve to grieve when it is his own undoing.

ALHAITHAM believed that dreams are never real, that they are just a gist of imagination by childish youngsters. But being with you finally made him realize the beauty of it all, and losing you made him see how it can make him crazy. Seeing you there, but never touch nor feel. Loving you from afar, but never up close or near. He stands as a lone man, that had his life all planned out, who knows what he wants to do and don't. But he never planned to love you, but he did, he never planned to lose you. Easy they come, easy they go a wise man said but never added how hard it is to let go.

[silvermarley]

Hello there! For your 400+ followers event, may I request an Obey me! Mammon who is so incredibly in love with an MC that doesn't feel pretty? After she/they acknowledge it or he realizes how she/they feel, he's determined to make her/them feel otherwise (This has nothing to do with my own traumas. What are you talking about?).

You can do it NSFW or simply Fluff, and AFAB reader or gn!neutral, that's really up to you.

If you decide to do this one, please feel free to tag me if you want to, so I won't miss it. Also, it's totally fine if you don't want to write it.

I hope you have a great week!

I wholeheartedly see mammon being like that 😭 but anyways, I hope yours is too <3 @treasureofmammon

Warnings: angst to fluff, comfort, mammon in so in love aw

A/N: dear lord I was so unmotivated but I’m back with this

You’ve always held yourself in low self esteem. Even when you got to the Devildom. If there would be anyone who would notice your dismay regarding your looks, it would be your “first” right?

Of course. Your first man, and the one meant to protect you, Mammon. He notices the little things.

It all started when he would notice how you put yourself down in what you hid as a solely joking manner. You two were just lounging around in your room, watching “some show” you put on (so he tries to tell himself, but he’s actually invested in it and refuses to admit it). And the female lead character is shown modeling for a clothing brand. You frown to yourself, wishing you could be as stunning as she is.

“I wish I was her.” You joke, although the meaning of your words was lacking in humor.

Mammon glanced over at you and then back to the screen. “Ya want to model or somethin’?” He asked, the true meaning lost on him.

You shrug, leaving the statement out in the air. His eyes fall back to you. Oh. You weren’t smiling, as someone who just made a playful comment would.

He didn’t quite understand why you would say that in such a way if you weren’t jesting about it. From that moment on, he would listen for alternative messages in your words. Mammon may be a little.. slow at noticing the undertones of what you say. But he picks up on it.

He’s not one to confront someone about their emotional state. But you are a different case. You’re the one he adores, the one that it’s so painfully obvious that he’s in love with to anyone that sees the two of you. You’re his beloved.

The state of your mindset clicks with him when he catches you staring at yourself in the your mirror, which was propped up against the wall. You were fumbling with your clothing to make yourself possibly look better while also moving your hair around to see if that helps, with no luck. Along with that, you were almost obsessively staring at your face, scrutinizing how you look.

Your mind were a mess. A jumble of thoughts reminding you that you don’t feel pretty. You were so in your head that you didn’t notice him. Mammon leans on the doorframe as he watched you do that for a moment, seeing that to his dismay he was right about something being wrong.

“MC?” He calls out, making you jump from where you stood and snapping you out of your thoughts. “You doin’ alright?” He inquired, the question rhetorical because he knew you were acting off.

“Uhm..-yeah!” You try to smile to hide how you felt moments ago. “Why do you ask?”

The demon now stood right next to you, his face oddly serious. “What’s really goin’ on with you?” Before you tried to cover for yourself he spoke again. “Don’t lie.. clearly there’s somethin’ on your mind.”

You looked down. You really couldn’t lie to him when he confronted you like this. The thoughts from before still swirled in your head. Though.. the caring tone of his voice alone made you want to spill. But you didn’t want to cry right now. You couldn’t.

The tears flowed faster than you could stop it. “Am I pretty to you..?” Your voice waivers. You plop down on your bed, shoulders slumped and you can’t even look at him.

His eyes widen a little as he sat next to you. “What..?” He couldn’t believe you just asked that. You, who was the prettiest girl he has laid eyes on. You, who captivated him the day you met by the moment he saw you. You, who makes his heart flutter on the daily when he so much as sees you. And yet here you were asking him if he thought you were pretty.

His question was left unanswered as you sniffled and laid your head on your knees. Fuck, how couldn’t he notice sooner you thought this way?

He places a comforting hand on arm. “MC.. can ya look at me? Please?”

You hesitantly lift your head. The tear filled e/c eyes he could get lost in finally met his gaze once more. He smiled a little before returning to a more calm-serious expression. “You’re more than pretty to me..” he said, his cheeks rosy as he continues, “Y-You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever seen.”

It was like he needed to confess this, given the timing and the overwhelming feelings he has for you even as you cry. He never wants to see you like this. Even at your worst times, he can’t help but fall harder. His heart is pounding and there was so many things he wanted to say. But instead of rambling or trying to play it cool by denying his love for you (as a tsundere does), he takes one of your hands and places it on his chest.

“Feel that? I… I get like this just from being around you. E-Even just seeing you.” The sincerity in his tone made your tears begin to slow down. You sniffled, in awe of his words. You wanted to believe him, but you couldn’t quite yet.

“Mammon..” is all you managed to murmur. He held your hand on his chest with his above your own for a bit longer, before shifting it to his lap where he softly grasped it. Almost like he didn’t want to let go.

“I think you’re beautiful, ya know?” He cleared his throat, looking away embarrassingly as you stared at him. “So stop puttin’ yourself down like that..”

Your legs fell back down to where you were now in a normal seated position. Mammon’s kind words made you feel some sort of comfort in yourself. While you still didn’t quite think you’re pretty, it helped.

What he wasn’t expecting was for you to lean your head on his shoulder, squeezing his hand in gratitude. “Thanks..”

He melts at this, his heart leaping. Now, he knew that this wouldn’t mean you automatically think differently. And that only made him want to try harder to convince you that you’re absolutely stunning. The demon knew he was positively whipped for you, and he was determined to eventually make you see yourself as he sees you. No matter how long it takes.

[celestialtarot11]

Your thoughts of Libra rising women? I'm one of them. 💕

Libra Rising Women—

—Beautiful. She radiates an angelic energy, and may have wider rounder eyes. Not limited to, but can have softer features to the face and body. Often times itself their energy that radiates this purity and balance.

—Strong morals and traditions. She knows what her boundaries are when empowered and can have core values and principles. If she grew up in an unwelcoming environment, she will create her own morals and ideals apart from what she faced.

—She believes she upholds standards and it’s important to display this to her younger siblings or friends. She may try to be a role model, and this comes with a sense of pressure, especially if family held her to high standards.

—This is also where perfectionism comes in, because she may believe that in order to be liked and accepted she has to be perfect. Whether its through physicality, not displaying emotions or asking for help.

—As a Libra woman becomes empowered and finds herself she realizes it is within her right to express herself wholly. And nothing less. Those who run from her being vulnerable are truly afraid of themselves.

-Can have lots of opinions and ideas, separate from those around her. When she was younger she crafted a narrative that fit everyone else, because she was younger back then. She could have had people who diminished her personality. But now, she thinks for herself, and allows and accepts others ideas.

—May be afraid of intimacy and works on it. She may struggle with opening up, forming an attachment to those around her. She may prefer solitude as a way to maintain independence, which nothing is wrong with that. I believe these natives are working on finding a balance with relationships and with themselves.

—They do not want to get lost in a relationship and forget themselves.

—Home life, family matters may remain a secret with this native. She may not open up a lot about it, and it takes a lot of time. She can also have traditions she brings up in her friendships/relationship as a way to re-create a better childhood.

—It can be something she loved. Like celebrating thanksgiving and actually going all out and incorporating family. Putting in a lot of effort with cooking, preparing meals, and music!

—Wants a sense of security and stability within the home and tries to create that externally. It fan be why these natives are great at handling money/finances.

--These lovely women are amazing at speaking up for social reforms, advocacy, philosophy or therapy, because they want to make an active change in their communities! They see the best in others and with their work/skills they want to use that knowledge to help others.

—There is an innate need to be seen deeply by those around them and to share their beautiful inner world, but also comes the fear of it all.

—If you really push her buttons she can drop you like you never existed. She grew up in an environment where she had to turn off her emotions, so she knows when someone is trying to hurt her. She will choose herself over anyone at any moment, without needing to explain herself.

—Obtains pleasure and gives pleasure. She engages in an intimate dance with those around her, whether it’s through her flickering eyes, her warm arms embracing, and laughs bubbling in the air. She loves to have a meaningful time.

—Those around her fall for her charm, beauty, and grace. They may underestimate her intelligence, which makes it all the more better for her to surprise those who do.

[nattinatalia]

Urban Wyatt x Harlow Sister Instagram AU

A/N : I don’t know how to feel about this one but it’s been sitting in my drafts so enjoy.

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urbanwyatt I just “pranked” my girl and I might need a place to sleep at.

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jackharlow The face of realization that you fucked up 🤣🤣🤣🤣

claybornharlow Oh god, what did you do now?

urbanwyatt I sang some of the songs she usually listens to when she’s drinking or cleaning.

yourusername Now don’t make me out to be crazy. You were singing those songs for a lost love or something because they most definitely weren’t for me.

urbanwyatt Wait then why do YOU sing them with so much passion? WHO ARE YOU MISSING?????

jackharlow 💀 ohhhh How the roles have been reversed

yourusername Jack shut up 🙄

druski Answer the man baby Harlow, what love got away that you sing them songs with so much heartbreak?

yourusername I’m not even mad anymore 🤷🏻‍♀️ so why are we discussing this subject???

urbanwyatt 🙄

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yourusername When you overhear your boyfriend tell his boys he used to love blonde hair on girls, I said bet🥴🫡

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urbanwyatt 🤤 😋

urbanwyatt I love your black hair though baby!!!!!!

druski Where did you get that wig from?

yourusername Why you want some hair???

druski No because you should sue, they did you wrong sis

shloob 💀💀💀💀

yourusername You are such a hater 🙄

neelamthadhani real life Barbie 💗

urbanwyatt She’s more of a Bratz but let’s give her the title Barbie for now.

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yourusername Looking for a cowboy to ride 🤠 🐴

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cozane Suddenly I’m a cowboy 😏

selenosunni x2

yourusername OHHH??? 👀

urbanwyatt EXCUSE ME?????

druski I’ll be your cowboy, come on over and ride me all day!!!!!!!

urbanwyatt YO WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK????

claybornharlow Y/N you’re annoying, I can see you laughing from across the room.

jackharlow 🙄

yourusername Damn y’all losers couldn’t go along with the joke???

cozane Your brothers are the annoying ones, I tried my best.

druski Whose joking? I was being serious, I’ll be your cowboy anytime of the day 🤪

urbanwyatt Only if you’re trying to get your ass beat

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urbanwyatt Kicking balls and leg modeling should’ve been my calling.

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yourusername HELLLOOOOO

yourusername GODDAMN

yourusername 👁️🫦👁️

yourusername THAT’S MY MAN!!!!!!!

yourusername I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES!!!!!!!

yourusername Not really- not yet at least but I’ll let you cum down my throat for now!!!!!!

nemoachida Was this before or after y’all came out of the locker room?

yourusername Mind your business!

urbanwyattupdates Are we just going to ignore yn thirsting over her man on the comments ?

yourusername We’re not ignoring anything, it’s nothing new lol I always thirst over my sexy ass man.

urbanwyatt 🤭🤭🤭

user He’s definitely ignoring it because he’s done with her. She does too much.

yourusername I was put into this world to do just that!!!! Too much!!!!

user Yeah and your birth parents didn’t even want you so that says a lot about you.

jackharlow DAFUQ????

urbanwyatt I know you’re not being brave behind a screen. Say that shit to my face, don’t be asking for pictures or anything no more.

claybornharlow isn’t this the he guy who was yelling your name and y/n at the kickball game? Lmaoooo he was desperate for a picture and a video.

mamamaggie I love my son’s true fans, the ones who are respectful and show love to not only him, but to my family as well. But what I’m not about to do is sit and watch how some of you love to attack my daughter- because that’s what she is, SHE IS MY DAUGHTER!!! None of you know the situation, so don’t speak on something you know nothing about. I will throw hands down when it comes to my children.

druski Yall done brought out the hood from white lady

yourusername I WILL FUCK YOU UP! Leave my momma alone!

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yourusername MY BOYS FOR LIFE 💗 *& before y’all start, clayborn included, he just doesn’t like to take pictures.*

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claybornharlow I was about to unlike super fast until I finished reading the entire caption.

yourusername See, this is how drama starts!!!!

urbanwyatt 😘😘

jackharlow 💜

user girl I think it’s time to give it up, they don’t even care about you

yourusername Oh no 😢

user Im so sorry to be the one to tell you but they really don’t give a fuck about you. They feel sorry for you.

yourusername Damn, they told you all of this? 💀

user bitch I was trying to be nice to you

yourusername You call that being nice? 😩😩 don’t worry about me babes.

user2 Serious question though, does urban and everyone else in the circle put up with you because you’re jacks “sister” or because they feel bad for you?

yourusername Nah, they put up with me because I give all of them head.

user2 Who do you fuck first and who goes last.

yourusername We have a schedule, like today your dad is on my list.

user3 The way I see it is that you sleep with BOTH Jack and urban

yourusername I know that’s what YOU wish you’d be able to accomplish, but I’m sorry to burst your delusional bubble. Plus, this isn’t Alabama.

user4 Is Jack really your brother?

yourusername No, he’s my son 🙄

user5 I heard Urban is cheating on you. What are you gonna do about it.

yourusername Well I was about to let him deep down my throat right now, but I think I’ll let him fuck me instead- wait…. Am I supposed to leave him???? I’m confused.

druski I HAD TO MAKE SOME POPCORN AND ENJOY YOU CLAPPING BACK AT THESE LOSERS.

yourusername Oh I had time today 😈

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urbanwyatt She’s my fucking soulmate ❤️‍🔥

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yourusername 🥹 My baby boy 😘

cozane user1, 2, 3 & 4 punching air right now

urbanwyatt lmao 🤣

selenosunni Sharing is caring 👀

urbanwyatt Not when it comes to her.

cozane 🧐🧐🧐🧐

jackharlow Don’t start

neelamthadhani Damn the girlies popping out

yourusername They wanted to come out and play.

urbanwyatt I love it when I get to play with them- I mean when they come out to play.

neelamthadhani Na I know exactly what you mean you dirty man

yourusername 😅😅😅😅

druski 🫦 can I get her number?

urbanwyatt NO

druski it’s okay I’ll slide into her dms

urbanwyatt You’re blocked.

druski What? Since when? Why did she block me?

urbanwyatt when you decided to send her a video of yourself scrolling through her pictures and zooming in on her.

druski That’s why she blocked me? I was admiring her beauty

urbanwyatt I blocked you from sending her messages.

druski well that’s rude, I guess I’ll have to see her in person and ask for her number.

urbanwyatt You’re annoying, you already have her number idiot.

druski I lost it

yourusername Damn, you lost my number? And you claim to be the love of my life. I’m heartbroken 💔

druski I just want ONE night, I can’t be stuck with you forever because you’re crazy.

urbanwyatt That’s okay bro, I’ll take her from you.

urbanwyattsource Haters are mighty quiet under this post. They had a lot to say under hers.

yourusername LMAAAOOOO because they don’t want to get blocked by him.

urbanwyatt They been blocked, I may stay silent from time to time but when it comes to my girl, I don’t play.

yourusername 🌽 💦 every time he calls me HIS GIRL 🥵🥵🥵🥵 likeee yessssuhhh zadddyyyyyy come choke me.

claybornharlow Here your ass goes 🤦🏼‍♂️

urbanwyatt 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪

jackharlow ONE DAY JUST ONE DAY WHEN YOU TWO ACT RIGHT PLEASE 🙄

mamamaggie You know well enough that, that’s never going to happen. They were made for each other and they will forever be.

urbanwyatt Mama gets it

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[drewsbuzzcut]

Can you do a fic where Y/N is nursing Nolan and she experiences a Clogged duct. Remedies won’t work on her so she asks Mat if he could help her. Mat would get excited of course I mean… it’s boobs 💀

You’re My Remedy

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

a visceral in doses blurb

warnings: boobs and breast feeding and mat drinking reader’s breast milk

You really didn’t want to deal with this problem right now while you’re on vacation with Mat and his family. It actually hasn’t happened since you brought Nolan home from the hospital. Your milk duct was clogged, and the last time it happened you had hell getting it unclogged. After that incident, you read somewhere that some women actually had their significant others unclog it with their mouth, so you were tempted to ask Mat but you weren’t sure how he’d react.

Mat seems to notice the way your hesitance takes over your whole body, you’re tense and keep looking at him, but quickly looking away when he makes eye contact with you. You’re laying on the sand on a beach towel, Nolan attached to your nipple, trying to eat. It was only a matter of time before he starts crying when he realizes nothing is coming out.

The next time you dodge Mat’s stare, he makes his way over to you. He settles down opposite of you, sandwiching Nolan in between the both of you. He glided a finger over Nolan’s cheek, but he’s too busy suckling your nipple to notice Mat. You smile at the small action, feeling love course through you. Mat’s charming smile makes you smile, he tucks your hair behind your ear, wanting to see it clearly.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He asks quietly.

“My milk duct is clogged, and I read that sometimes a woman’s significant other can unclog it… with their mouth,” you slowly respond, glancing up at him to see his reaction.

His face is stoic for the most part. You start to second guess your question when you watch him pull Nolan away from your boob and carry him over to his mom. He comes back to you, reaching his hand out to you. He has a small smile on his face and your doubts dissipate, flinging your hand into his.

Once in the hotel, he carries you up into your suite, gently laying you on the bed but not before untying your bikini top. He looks at you with such gentle love and determination.

“Okay, baby, just relax and I’ll help you,” Mat whispers into the skin of your neck, hovering over you.

“Are you sure, maty?” Your eyes are wide, full of love and adoration.

“Of course, pretty girl. I’d do anything to help you and I know breastfeeding isn’t always easy, so I just want to make everything better in any way I can,” he explains, melting your heart.

You tilt your head up, capturing his lips in a blistering kiss.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

His fingers trace your collarbones, leaving chills in their wake. He kisses around your face causing giggles to erupt from your mouth. His hands slowly encase your boobs, warming the skin. He starts massaging them, making the aches simmer down. He’s not too rough, but his movements are still effective, relaxing your body and eliciting soft moans and sighs of contentment. Your back arches slightly, not wanting his hands to move away. When he moves his attention to your nipples, he’s even more gentle, knowing that they were hurting the most. His fingers caress and softly twist the small buds, watching the way you tense up. To make up for it, he presses kisses around the area. He lets his mouth wrap around one of your nipples, hand still massaging the unattended boob. He doesn’t suck, not yet, he just lets his tongue circle your skin.

The moment he sucks on your bud, your hands fly into his hair, carding your fingers through it but also wanting to keep him there. You feel his soft hums vibrating through your skin, he was delighted by the sweet taste of your milk.

The milk that is finally coming out. Your body releases all of its tension, practically falling into a blissed out state. Mat would look up at you every now and then, enjoying the way your body fell flaccid, and feeling an immense amount of pride soaring through his chest. He was your man and he was taking care of you in such an intimate way that wasn’t sex.

After Mat finished draining you, your boobs were significantly lighter and less achy. You rolled into his arms, whining when your tender flesh touched his bare chest.

“Feel better, baby?” He asks, lips pressed to your forehead, hands rubbing your back.

“So much better. Thank you, baby. I love you,” you whisper softly, comfortable and sleepy.

“I’d do anything for you… and if it means I can have my mouth on your boobs, I’m always willing,” he chuckles.

“You’re such a guy,” you reply, playfully shoving him away, but Mat just squeezes you tighter.

“I can’t help it that my girlfriend’s tits are magnificent. I missed them, too,” he says before leaning down to press his lips to yours.

“Do you think your mom can watch Nolan for a while longer? I’m tired and now that I’m comfortable, I want to nap.”

“I’ll call her. Either way, you nap and if I have to watch Nolan, then I will,” he kisses you again and you settle on his chest, hand placed over his heart.

“I love you, baby,” you murmur into his skin, relishing in his warmth and craving more of it all over you.

“I love you more.”

a/n: I hope that whoever requested this enjoys it!

[ae-cow]

Hearts & Havoc

#1 of The University Series, Jake Sim/Sim Jaeyun

Warning: Swearing, possible spelling errors and I think that’s all, do tell me. NOT AN ACTUAL STORY THIS IS JUST AN IDEA OF MINE. These are all works of fiction with nothing to do with the idol's actual life. I do like some feedback. If you ever feel like "Hey this is very offensive." do tell me.

Pairing: Jake x fem! Oc

Summary: Jake writes an article on Why we put titles on Women and not Men? Well… it was mostly a write-up on how beautiful Noh-Hart Chanel is.

Word Count: 1k Words

A/N: This was so fun to write. Based on an old fanfic I wrote back in 2022 and also based on a YA Novel, Not Here to Be Liked. We love feminism!

Written: 4 July 2024

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Masterlist © ae-cow. Do not claim, steal or repost. All rights reserved

Noh-Hart Chanel is a Veterinary student who as soon as she stepped foot at HYBE University was dubbed Campus Beauty. A title that man no boys of HYBE decided to use to label her.

Noh-Hart Chanel, I mean come on, naming your Children after Brands like Versace Or Yves is honestly a good move. People will say how they like Versace and others will be like "The brand or Noh-Hart Versace."

Her parents also decided to have their surnames combined for their Children. Being a Wasian, her name not only stands out but also her facial features.

Literally, all her parents' good genes went to her, beautiful almond-shaped green eyes with Cupid's bow lips that looked like Cupid made a match made in heaven which he has. Long luscious dark hair that could slap me out of my senses and a model-like height from her dad.

I do think she's very very pretty there's no denying that but why is there a freaking competition on how girls look? You don't see boys having articles on their looks just maybe baseball.

Because of this article, the whole of Hybe Uni thinks Jake Shim, likes Chanel.

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“URGH! I TALKED ABOUT WHY IS THIS A COMPETITION AND EVERYONE IGNORED IT AND JUST FOCUSED ON THE IRRELEVANT THING I WAS TALKING ABOUT,” Jake clumps his hair in frustration

"You do realize that you talk less of a quarter about the competition and more about Chanel?" Sunghoon points out as he stares at his friend

"I don't like Chanel, just think she's gorgeous, I call you gorgeous and no one thinks wrong.”

"That's because you went on to talk about her features as if you stare at her face every,” His friend said

"I have no choice I sit across her,” Jake said

Sunghoon chuckles "Your statement isn't defending you, it's more of proving other people's case that you have a fat crush on her."

He stood up abruptly "But I don't!"

"You don't have to proof it, it will go away I'm sure of it.”

-

"So... you wrote a whole article on me on HYPE with us?” Chanel questioned

"First of all, I did not post that, someone did! And I don't like you Chanel, I just wanted to clarify that,” Jake said

"You sure?" She tilts her head, She knows that this small move can make a man go feral especially when they find a girl attractive

He coughs "Y-" His voice cracks "Yeah, sure of it."

"But those words were written by you right?"

He sighs, nodding

"I think you're gorgeous, there's a reason why you're dubbed Campus Beauty though I do not support that the students here decided to call you that,” He explains

"However me finding you attractive does not mean I like you, I don't even know you aside from word of mouth."

-

Chanel feels frustrated by the superficial attention her looks receive rather than her academic achievements.

“I’m a veterinary student for fuck sake, I study animals, and microbiology and am even on the dean's list!”

“W-where is this even going?” Jake asked, confused

“Yet I am known for my looks, which has its perks like how a hallway full of students would see me and instantly move out of the way for me, or how I'd get free food,” Chanel continues

“Again where is this going??” He repeated himself

“I want to bring down the patriarchy!” Chanel suddenly stood up, gaining attention from others around

“If I'm campus beauty then who is campus handsome? If some girl gets called a slut then what about the guy? He’ll get complimented for getting it.”

“And I do too much, I'm asking for it and if you did too much people will try to give an excuse and I'm done with it!”

“Alright then!” Jake too stands up, extending his hand, for her to shake “LET'S BRING THE PATRIARCHY DOWN!”

-

Chanel and Jake were teaming up to host a campaign, it's a collaboration between both their clubs, The feminism group and HYBE with Us.

They are now in charge of painting the banner. Jake takes a chance as he sees Chanel concentrating on writing the words “BRING THIS HYBE HOUSE DOWN.”

“Jake what the fuck!” Chanel looks at Jake, angered

“What?” He pretends to be clueless

“You just put paint on my face, I look like a clown” Chanel said

“It's fine,” He said, continuing with his side

“Oh yeah I'm sure, my pretty face looks fine to you,” Chanel said

“Hey remember I wasn't the one who posted that,” Jake said “But I remember you were the one you typed that!”

“You!-“ and a peck appears on his cheek

Chanel laughs hard “That look on your face! You were about to kill me and then-“ Chanel stopped when she noticed how close he’d gotten, he was wiping her nose with a tissue

“And then what??” He looks into her eyes

“I- nothing, nothing,” She grabs the tissue, trying to ignore the blush plastered on his cheek

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“People are going to talk, I, Chanel made out with Jake Sim, a guy, you won't get the same treatment, I'll get looks, disgusted looks while you will get proud looks as if you achieved something.”

Hello everyone, you might know me for that article I posted about Chanel the campus beauty, but her appeal goes beyond just her looks. She’s an advocate for gender equality and is involved in various feminist causes. She’s deeply passionate about bringing down patriarchal structures both within and outside the university. Chanel leads a campus organization focused on women’s rights and social justice, using her popularity and influence to drive change.

I've gravitated towards her compassion and would like to use this platform to show everyone that HYBE with Us and the feminist group will be teaming up to organize a campus-wide campaign aimed at raising awareness about gender inequality and promoting policy changes within the university.

Some of you might also be reading this after finding out what had happened between the two of us. But there's a reason why my typing this out. If Chanel gets called a slut and what does that make me? A slut too. I’ve gotten praise whereas Chanel got slut shamed. This is the point of why the word feminism was created. It is about gender equality.

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sorry but frankie being the ONLY ONE at monster high who thinks cleo is Cool will never not be my fav headcanon

cleo LOOKS like she's the popular one-

the attitude! the presence! the outfit! the ambition! the kind heart and the CONFIDENCE!! But Canonically Speaking-

frankie's the one made from various famous monsters, hanging with the ghoul kids in school. THEY'RE the one crushing hard on the local organization nerd ("self-proclaimed party princess"),

cleo, miss Number One human enthusiast, who means well but isn't always the best at reading the mood or focusing on priorities

(all of werewolf weekend) (also "clawed and clawdeen?? thank ra my parents didn't name me nefra-een! ugh~!" smiles, realizes no one else is smiling, "...right not the time cleo.")

she WANTS more fame, but mainly spends her time setting up school events, talking with her scarabs, and is starting to tag along with the popular group sometimes

result is THIS

So whatever her song says, i headcanon the vibe in school is more like....

Random Monster High Student:

Oh Cleo? Nefera's little sister, the one who always plays a tree in school plays?

Yeah, she has the funniest, most TRAGIC picture in the fearbook- I hear she has to make herself sneeze all over again whenever she wants to get something at the Coffinbean!

She's head of the dance committee, right? They did a "human themed" dance night once, because of her. And didn't she also organize the after-pep-rally eyescream this year? I think I remember her asking me what flavor I wanted...

Her friends? Um well, she's got these scarabs that are kinds cute. She tags along with Clawdeen Wolf and Draculaura sometimes, but I'm pretty sure she wasn't at that wild Nightmore party the crew had at one of Drac's mansions.

Other than that...

Oh oh wait!

I've seen pics of her hanging out with Frankie, though!

You know Frankie Stein- tall, goes by they/them, wears pretty much nothing BUT school memorabilia, falls apart a lot

I think they built a robot instead of turning in a paper one time, and blank out when remembering something from one of their famous brain bits?

They've got like, bits from almost any amazing monster you could name in the last half century! Monster models, Scareisian monsters, ballet dancers, monster scientists, lawyers. Even a bit from a king of Goreway! They're pretty clumsy but I mean, they HAVE only been alive for less than a year...

They dorm with Drac and Clawdeen- those three are pretty much always a trio, except for fearleading practice and theater stuff.

And yeah, I guess I see them with Cleo pretty often. Frankie, that is.

They sit with her at the creepateria a lot!

Huh. The brilliant franken monster and the second-in-line, dramatic, wanna be queen... I mean, don't get me wrong, Cleo's really nice! And her outfit is AMAZING... Just... I wonder what they even have to talk about...?

meanwhile, Frankie, @ Cleo:

actual canon dialogue: "Any party you're in charge of is sure to be zaptacular! You're so good at parties, and planning things, and picking things, and ah... (flustered) ..making things nicer, and..."

cleo-> decides to sneak into the family tomb. frankie -> PICK ME PICK ME PICK ME PICK M-

also frankie: laughs way too long at cleo's lame pun, tells it it's a good one anyway

also also frankie: goes to cleo for help looking good in their fearbook picture, even though cleo's last photo was a disaster and is the whole reason frankie got nervous about theirs

also also also frankie: "Anything for you, Cleo!"

also also also also frankie, after cleo holds their face and compliments them:

Me: what do they talk about? well mostly frankie just flits with her and is smitten and stuff XD

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Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Mᴀɴ : Aᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Vᴇʀsᴇ (2023) - Pᴀʀᴛ 2

A collection of random lines compiled from the Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) Feel free to change the pronouns in order to better suit the parts involved.

❝ Kid's an anarchist. ❞

❝ Oh, what the heck? ❞

❝ Wanna see pictures? ❞

❝ "Chai" means tea, bro! ❞

❝ You're saying "tea tea!" ❞

❝ Would I ask you for a "coffee coffee"? ❞

❝ Yeah, actually, stop talking. ❞

❝ I don't see anything, boss. ❞

❝ This guy/girl is killing me. ❞

❝ You're welcome. Shut up. ❞

❝ You never made a mistake? ❞

❝ Why don't you have 8 arms? ❞

❝ I don't believe in consistency. ❞

❝ Neither was I! I'm in the zone! ❞

❝ It's a metaphor for capitalism. ❞

❝ You disrupted a canon event. ❞

❝ Do you wanna hold my baby? ❞

❝ Oh, I thought you hated labels. ❞

❝ I told you he/she was a liability! ❞

❝ This is what I love about heists! ❞

❝ Can you not talk for a second? ❞

❝ Did you go see your little friend? ❞

❝ Wanna go easy on the penguin? ❞

❝ You're not supposed to be here! ❞

❝ Baby... you're really not helping. ❞

❝ I was gonna try and ignore you. ❞

❝ Yeah, and how did that work out? ❞

❝ Look, I know I messed up, okay?! ❞

❝ How many sweaters do you have? ❞

❝ Why does the horse need a mask? ❞

❝ I don't always like what I have to do. ❞

❝ Of course I'm right. I'm always right. ❞

❝ I've given up too much to stop now. ❞

❝ No, no, no! I did not mean it like that! ❞

❝ Oh, I'm very good at reading people. ❞

❝ That's a sports metaphor, by the way. ❞

❝ This romantic tension is so palpable! ❞

❝ You can't ask me not to save my ___. ❞

❝ Could this day get any damn weirder?! ❞

❝ How can you guys even concentrate? ❞

❝ Do you know how bad this is for you? ❞

❝ I'm coming up to get you! Here I come! ❞

❝ You weren't expecting that, were you? ❞

❝ I promise I will not let you down again. ❞

❝ I always taught you to do it by the book. ❞

❝ I'll do it, but not because you told me to. ❞

❝ I didn't know they made those for adults. ❞

❝ We are supposed to be the good guys. ❞

❝ Cuz I think it's gonna change our vibe. ❞

❝ Running is the least crazy thing going on! ❞

❝ What are you talking about? I'm helping- ❞

❝ He/She just wants to be taken seriously. ❞

❝ I have never seen him/her so emotional! ❞

❝ You blew another hole in the multiverse! ❞

❝ I know you know I've been lying to you.  ❞

❝ I had a nightmare about that once. But no! ❞

❝ Why do you wanna be a part of this stuff? ❞

❝ I don't follow orders. Neither does he/she. ❞

❝ I think maybe we got off on the wrong foot. ❞

❝ We all want to live the life we wish we had. ❞

❝ You gotta promise nothing's gonna change. ❞

❝ Look, he/she's just some villain of the week! ❞

❝ I'm not following what's happening right now. ❞

❝ Man, what does it look like I'm trying to do?! ❞

❝ You got an hour to fix this, or I can't help you. ❞

❝ Wait! You don't know what you're doing, man! ❞

❝ Actually, we need you here, for some reason. ❞

❝ Stop pretending you know what you're doing! ❞

❝ How much trouble could he/she get in tonight? ❞

❝ You realize how messed up that sounds, right? ❞

❝ And this is where the British stole all of our stuff! ❞

❝ Are you talking to him/her, or me? Or... him/her? ❞

❝ Bit of advice: use the palm, not just your fingers. ❞

❝ How many missions have you been on together? ❞

❝ What am I supposed to do? Just let him/her die?! ❞

❝ Taking a crap on the establishment. I salute you. ❞

❝ You're both equally terrible. Does that settle it? ❞

❝ I don't even know what the right thing is, anymore. ❞

❝ I'm not a role model. I was briefly a runway model. ❞

❝ Oooh, you weren't invited, and you came anyway? ❞

❝ I'm trying to hold a serious adult conversation, here. ❞

❝ Do I, uhh... have web on my face? What's the deal? ❞

❝ You and me are finally gonna live up to our potential. ❞

❝ You let him/her leave, he/she'll only do more damage. ❞

❝ I'm about to be so much more than a villain of the week. ❞

❝ You made me feel empty, like I had a hole inside of me! ❞

❝ I'll make you pay for everything you took away from me. ❞

❝ I wouldn't call it a mess. More like a... success in progress. ❞

❝ Everyone keeps telling me how my story is supposed to go. ❞

❝ If I hadn't said it before, by the way, you're a terrible mentor. ❞

❝ Come on, go easy on the kid. He/She had a terrible teacher! ❞

❝ Please, hold your questions until I'm done breaking this thing! ❞

❝ Is this where... like, you dress up like your favorite character? ❞

❝ Where's the... the bad/girl guy you were supposed to monitor? ❞

❝ I just saw where you went, and went there without you knowing. ❞

❝ Ha! I knew I was gonna regret making him/her that web shooter. ❞

❝ It's because I thought if you knew you wouldn't love me the same. ❞

❝ This should work! Or vaporize me and everything in this building. ❞

❝ Do... do you want us to do something, or do we just stand here? ❞

❝ You don't get to have a heartfelt conversation with me right now! ❞

❝ I just need enough to get me somewhere with a full-sized collider. ❞

❝ Since I leveled up my game, I'm on a journey of self-improvement! ❞

❝ I can do all these things, but I can't help the people I love the most. ❞

❝ The hardest thing about this job is you can't always save everybody. ❞

❝ Hey, you! Could you please deactivate this wonderfully strong barrier? ❞

❝ You have a choice between saving one person and saving an entire world. ❞

❝ Don't be afraid of my friend ___,he/she just looks scary. He/She's got no bite. ❞

❝ Look bad things are gonna happen. It makes us who we are.But good things happen too, you know? ❞

❝ I hate labels, I'm not a hero, 'cuz calling yourself a "hero" makes you a self-mythologizing, narcissistic autocrat. ❞

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

idk if im late but 129 and ladrien!

Don't worry, you are definitely not late, I am still taking prompts!

So funny story with this one, I went to figure out which song 129 was, and it ended up being Noah Kahan's Stick Season, which I really love, but also is potentially very angsty. And after already writing Ladrien angst, I really wanted to write something lighter

So I turned this option into a wildcard, and after using the random number generation to find a different playlist and song number, I got... Stick Season again kasfdskljgsdkljsd

I told myself that if I got it a third time than I should probably just bite the bullet and do it, but I did not get it a third time

So now... here is Ladrien with Leave a tender moment alone by Billy Joel!

This drabble is fluff with some light mutual pining, hope you enjoy!

ao3 link

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Even Though I'm in Love Sometimes, I Get So Afraid

With the gentle caress of moonlight dancing across the surface of the soft features of her lovely face, Adrien couldn’t help but feel his heart get stuck in his throat. 

He couldn’t quite remember how he had gotten here, sitting at night, on a park bench, next to the love of his life, the revered and perfect Ladybug.

He could only remember how his evening began. Sneaking out of his bedroom window in a desperate attempt to escape the oppressive isolation of his house. 

Regardless of how he had gotten there, regardless of how she had shown up, regardless of how he had convinced her to stay and sit with him, the entire moment still felt like a blur, and he was only grateful of the warmth of her presence beside him and of the opportunity to spend time with her.

The silence that stretched between them, felt wrong and unnatural. The space that surrounded them was inexplicably charged, and he felt as though something needed to be said, or else whatever fragile thing resided in this moment would break.

The only problem was, his mind was completely absent of any and all thought of what to say to her. 

If he were Chat Noir, dressed in the liberating masquerade of his costume, what to say would be easy. He would level her a carefully thought up pun or joke and watch as she received it with either a wrinkled nose or a tinkling laugh. 

Of course, the trouble with this was that he was not Chat Noir. He was Adrien Agreste. Model. Perfect son. Person who is definitely not Chat Noir and therefore should not be acting like him.

Still, the urge to make conversation and to make said conversation light, dogged him. And before he could think too much about it, he was clearing his throat and opening his mouth to speak. 

“Um.. so anything you were hoping to spot while in the park tonight?” He asked, poking lightly a spot on her shoulder.

For a long moment she said nothing, only blinked at him owlishly, with her mouth slightly open in surprise. 

Adrien’s stomach fluttered anxiously. He had ruined things. He was sitting here with her, actually getting to spend some time with his lady, and he just had to go and put his foot in his mouth and mess everything up. 

She was going to think he was weird. She was going to walk away in disgust. She was going to hate him. Worse yet, she was going to find out his identity, then reject him again, and then follow the aforementioned steps.

She would never speak to him again, all because of a stupid, mindless joke. 

The internal spiraling going on in Adrien’s mind, was disrupted by the calming sound of sweet giggling. 

A warm, balm-like sensation coursed through Adrien’s blood as he registered Ladybug’s laughter and the fact that she hadn’t been bothered by his joke. 

He let out a soft chuckle of relief that fell in tandem with her lingering laugh.

“Well you see, I actually came here because of you–” She started and then abruptly cut herself off, seeming to realize what she had said. Her eyes rounded comically and her face turned a shade not at all dissimilar from her mask.

“--not that I was stalking you or anything. I–I was just finishing off patrol, when I saw you sitting here, and you looked alone and I thought that maybe you could use some company. Of course, that was really presumptuous of me, and maybe I invaded your private time, and I-I-I I’m sorry, I can just leave you alone.”

She made a slight move to get up, but Adrien was not quite ready for her to go yet. He placed a hand on both her arms, with just enough pressure for her not to miss it, but light enough for her to easily walk away if she wanted to.

“I-I’m sorry Adrien.” She said, her eyes failing to meet his and her cheeks still remaining a heated red.

Adrien was confused at her reaction. Had he given some indication that he wanted her to go? Did something happen that he had missed?

No sooner did the confusion come, than did a clarifying thought.

Wait, was she nervous too?

The reassuring, bright smile that he gave her, was surely colored in his current giddiness and relief. 

“Ladybug, please stay. I am honored that you chose to join me, and I am really grateful that you noticed me sitting here. Honestly, I had a pretty rough day and I needed to get out of the house, but just you being here and sitting with me has made me feel better in more ways than you know. Thank you.” He gave her the last thank you with a squeeze of her hands.

Ladybug’s answering tender smile was worth the slithering anxiety he had faced when speaking openly to her. 

“I’m glad I was able to help. You know, I don’t really have anywhere to be right now. If you’d like, we can just sit here together until you’re feeling better. Does that sound like a good idea?”

“That sounds perfect.” 

Adrien leaned back onto the bench and soaked in the feeling of belonging and togetherness that only she ever really made him feel. 

For the first time that night, Adrien no longer felt the pressure to speak. He could just leave things alone and enjoy the moment together.

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Today in Political Facebook Posts I Want To Complain About (really this kind of post should have its own tag): someone posted a meme with rainbows and the words "Wishing all THE HOMOPHOBES a super uncomfortable month".

I'm sort of down with this and my first instinct isn't to be critical (although the comment under it, suggesting we extend this to the whole year and towards not only homophobes but everyone to the right of "us [far on the left]" -- not my paraphrasing: the phrase "anyone right of us" is literally there -- annoys me considerably more), but it also doesn't feel like the kind of sentiment anyone should want to spread around in the service of being one's best self, somehow. This instead appears to reflect the insistence on a "warrior mode" model of the world which I find profoundly unsettling. I don't really want anyone of any social/political persuasion to feel uncomfortable unless it's a kind of discomfort that directly leads to growth. I feel kind of like responding with something like "Wishing all THE HOMOPHOBES a super enlightening month in which their exposure to gay stuff makes them chill out and realize that 'the gays' are actually pretty cool and not so scary after all."

I think also, part of what rubs me the wrong way about statements like that is that it comes across to me below the surface as, in a way, a form of bullying through exploiting the fact that today, throughout most of Western society, LGBT people and allies have the power to get in the faces of anti-LGBT people and not vice versa on a cultural level. Even as recently as 20 years ago, it wouldn't really make sense to wish an uncomfortable month on homophobes because Pride was still something that was pretty marginalized -- there was a vigorous culture around it and plenty of allies, but it wasn't being blasted into everyday awareness through slogans emanating from every major company, from the White House, etc. But in the 2020's, it is. Homophobes in 2004 didn't have to feel uncomfortable because, at least in most places, they could just completely avoid gay stuff mostly by not being around actual Pride events. Now they generally can't avoid it. And, much as I'm cynical about "corporate wokeness" and companies' role in making such a dramatic turnaround over the past decade, I'm glad that things are as they are in the 2020's rather than as they were in the '90's or '00's. But while for good rather than for evil, the pendulum has swung in the direction of giving the gay rights side the power of shoving it in conservatives' faces. And as soon as you step back from the object-level position of "pro- gay rights is the correct stance" and open your range of vision to include the other side's point of view, "I hope homophobes have an uncomfortable month" becomes "We happen to have the establishment very visibly on our side nowadays, so now I hope that that gets rubbed in your face as much as possible."

It reminds me of a (completely unrelated) Facebook friend, extremely on the progressive end of the spectrum but with a ton of conservative extended family, who a few years back got reported for posting a picture of herself breastfeeding her baby. Of course Facebook didn't respond to the report by taking down the picture because Facebook's policy was that breastfeeding doesn't constitute nudity and is okay. My friend never found out which conservative relative reported her picture but decided the most mature way to show her disdain for them was to post a dozen or so more pictures of herself breastfeeding in order to get back at them by making them super uncomfortable, openly stating that this was her purpose. Now, I'm 100% on the side of there being nothing wrong with breastfeeding in public or with images of it being publicly posted, that it shouldn't be considered sexual or indecent, and that attitudes against it probably ultimately stem from a form of misogyny. But I couldn't help interpreting my friend's response in light of "what if the shoe were on the other foot" or "what if the established rules (on Facebook) were the other way around", so that her behavior looked an awful lot like "Well we have a disagreement and Mom/Dad/Teacher the established authority (Facebook) happens to have taken my side of it, so now I just get to rub that in your face, nyah nyah nyah."

Yes, I know what the obvious response to my views is: how can I criticize an attitude of wanting to maximize enjoyment that a large part of culture is on the pro-LGBT side, let alone call it something like "bullying", when LGBT people have still overall had a pretty raw deal (and the T part of the acronym is still struggling badly to win the culture war, although I'd argue that's a bit of a digression from this post's question). And that something similar (though I have a vaguer idea of what it would be) could be said regarding the breast feeding in public issue. There is a point there, which is part of why a good bit of my gut goes "yeah, let the homophobes feel uncomfortable now; after all, they spent a good part of living memory making gay people feel uncomfortable, completely wrongly." But that still comes across to me as embracing a naive sort of "punching up vs. down" model of moral argument, and either way, it certainly doesn't seem like the path toward changing hearts and minds.

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Im sending an ask

You got it!

(also im writing this on a laptop cause why not?)

Emma had this day marked on her calendar. It was one of her most anticipated day, along with their anniversary, sinsmas, and Valentine's day. She never cared much about getting things for herself, she always had everything ever since she was "born" into this world. She always has the latest models and fashions of everything, thanks to the privilege she always had growing up as the heir of the most successful tech company, and all the close ties to different businessmen. Buying something for herself was like wanting more of everything that she could easily obtain herself for free-- so she decided to spend her money on more important matters, that being Theodore's birthday.

Emma had gone earlier. Thankfully, Theo didn’t suspect all that much on where she was going. It was now June 26th, but it was better to prepare earlier. She has everything under control so far, she just needs to be careful in keeping her surprise from him, because Satan forbids you spit out a single lie in front of his face. Wanting to surprise someone who can sense lies was like walking on eggshells every time, but she found herself liking a little challenge. The only issue when he finds out, is that he’s going to tell her that she’s wasting her money on him, and that he was fine. Of course, Emma won’t have any of that. For everything he’s done for her and is still doing for her, he deserves to be spoiled, especially on his birthday. 

Emma had decided to give him a new pair of shoes, a suit for formal occasions, and the latest Vwatch to match with his phone that her father got for him. She also has a bucket list of the things they would be doing while she occupies most of his time on that day. She figured they’d go to his favorite restaurant, shop at his favorite store, and she’s still on the fence of renting out the said restaurant for the whole night for dinner. She even talked to Aponi about the diner where they’d have a romantic, sweet little breakfast. She already agreed to babysit Peanut, Froggie, and their frog pond while they were away from home. Mal was going to take care of both her brothel and Aponi’s bar, which they liked to call, “Mal and ‘Poni’s performance center” as you will. Her father also promised to take care of the tech company for the day, and told her to send her husband greetings and regards.

She went to the mall first, looking down at her phone as she checked the list of things she would purchase today. 

“Okay.. shoes and.. Suit! I wonder how many suits I wanna buy for him..” She shrugs her shoulders. “Eh, depends how many I find him hot on.” she put her phone back in her pockets. ‘Nailed it, Em. Just use your imagination.’ She thought to herself before pondering on his foot size. 

“Wasn’t it nine inches?” she asks herself, before her eyes widened and she gasped. “Wrong foot size.”

She went to walk to the store anyway after remembering his actual foot size. She checked out all of the shoes in different sizes, styles and of course, he gets the most expensive one. The way she pictured him with a shiny black pair of shoes and the suit she’ll pick out for him was like she desired that man both romantically and carnally all at the same time. She can almost picture him opening the door for her in a dashing smile as he always did– only wider on this one specific day, because she was going to make sure everything was perfect. 

She picked it up and requested Theo’s shoe size, in which the assistant obliged and brought her one of his size. As she took and examined it closer, she realized how huge he really was. The size of her foot is the size of his hand! 

‘Alright.. He’s huge.’ Emma thought to herself. “I’ll take this, thank you very much, dear!” she exclaimed to the assistant. 

The camera flashes faster than she could blink, and at the moment she knew it was a paparazzi sneaking up on her– well what else could it be? It was nothing new! She sighs irritatedly, pulling her phone out as the store assistant started putting the shoes inside of its box. “Hello? Yeah, I need a favor, darling.. They’re out in the open again. Take the pictures down as soon as it surfaces the media. I want it gone, hm? Alright, lovely. That’s all, dear! I’ll give you a raise for that.” She ended the call and put her phone back into her pocket. 

“Here you go, miss Emilia..” the assistant said to her as she was handed the box in plastic. Emma smiled at her. “Thanks, darling! Say hi to Donovan for me?” she told the assistant, who nodded her head as she smiled. Emma smiled wider upon seeing this. “Have a good day, Leonor..” She said, before walking back to the counter to pay. 

She pulled out her credit card, and handed it to the cashier. She texted a few of her friends, agreeing to meet up at the mall after she buys everything she needed to. 

“Ma’am, your card has been declined.”

Emma stopped in her tracks. “Excuse me?”

“Your card has been declined.”

Now that was utter bullshit. Who do they think she is? Some girl who went shopping for her husband’s birthday? Technically, that’s what she’s doing, but other than that, she was the Emilia Hartfelt. Heir to the company of Voxtek, the tech princess herself! This is not right.

“Try it again.” She decided to give the person some grace and mercy before she snaps at this major offense. 

“I’m sorry, MIss. it didn’t work..”

That made a chuckle out of her. “What are you trying to say? That it’s my fault? Try it again.”

Another try.

It didn’t work.

“Miss–” Emma cut her off. “Miss? Miss?! Who in the nine circles do you think I am?! I own Voxtek! I haven’t even maxed out my credit card because– oh! Right! Because it’s never empty!”

“But it says–”

Emma’s eyes glowed red. “Do you think I give a shit what it says? I know the CEO’s son, and I could easily get you fired if you don’t fix whatever’s wrong with this fucking machine!”

“Ma’am-” 

Emma, wanting it over and done with, forcefully took her credit card from the man and pulled out her wallet, giving the cashier plain cash. She stared him down, before blinking twice, signaling that all information of this man had been obtained. “You have your warning.”

She walked out of the store with the shoes, before calling her assistant, Peppermint, over to go with her. She was already pissed off as it is.

[tooti-fruiti]

UNDERTALE BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND SCENARIOS

Catching feelings

-TORIEL

The moment Toriel realized she had feelings for you was when she saw playing games with Frisk.

She doesn't know why, but seeing you two play together was an absolute adorable sight for her.

She just loved the way you laughed whenever Frisk said something funny.

"I'm glad you two are having fun together!"

-SANS

The moment Sans realized he had feelings for you was when you pranked him.

Telling jokes and being funny was what made you two friends.

But when you pranked him, he fell head over heels in love.

And in pie.

He thought it was greatest prank ever and couldn't stop laughing for a while.

"damn, you got me good!"

-PAPYRUS

The moment Papyrus realized he had feelings for you was when he heard you laugh.

Like, your real laugh.

You two were watching TV together and something funny happened.

You were holding your stomach in tears from laughing so hard, while Papyrus was smiling at you with his face covered his blush.

"NYEH...I'VE NEVER HEARD YOU LAUGH LIKE THAT BEFORE."

-UNDYNE

The moment Undyne realized she had feelings for you was when she saw sticking up for monsters against some racist human.

You and Undyne were walking down the street when you two witnessed someone yelling slurs at a monster and telling them to go back where they came from.

Undyne was ready to beat the shit out of this person, but you spoke up instead.

You asked them what the fuck was wrong with them and told them that monsters were more human than they would ever be.

It made Undyne's heart melt to see you stick up for her kind.

"DAMN (Y/N), I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD IT IN YOU."

-ALPHYS

Alphys immediately caught feelings for you when she saw you ramble about something you were excited about.

The way you looked, the way you spoke.

It was beautiful to her.

(Bonus points if it was about anime)

"W-What? N-No you're not bothering me! Keep g-going! Keep going!"

-METTATON

The moment Mettaton realized he had feelings for you was when you caught him having a relaxation day.

He looked tired and the exact opposite of glamourous.

Even celebrities need days off.

You had originally planned to surprise him by showing him you bought some of his merchandise.

But you found him on the couch in a t-shirt and some shorts, without make up on as well.

You knew there was a reason he wasn't posting on social media.

He was absolutely surprised and humiliated you saw him in such a "hideous" state.

But his metal heart melted when you treated him just the same as you did when he looked like fabulous model material.

It proved to him that you liked him for who he was, and not because of the fact that he was a star.

You two ended up watching movies and hanging out, you also helped him out with his self care day.

"(Y/N)?! WH- WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE DARLING?!"

-ASGORE

The moment Asgore realized he has feelings for you was when you gave him some flowers you picked off the street.

You thought it was a nice gesture.

But he thought it was especially sweet of you to go out of your way to give him flowers.

"Aw! For me? Thank you!"

-MUFFET

The moment Muffet realized she had feelings for you was when you gave her advice about the bakery.

She was so touched by your kindness that she grew feelings for you.

This is also why she agrees to hang out with you, because she normally doesn't like to leave her web or bakery.

"Oh! Hello dearie! It's nice to see you today!"

-GRILLBY

Grillby actually grew feelings for you pretty early.

He gained feelings for you when you went over to talk to him the second time you met.

People normally just see him as a bar tender and nothing more.

So when someone actually talked to him and asked him how his day went.

He was pretty touched.

Plus it helps that he thought you were quite attractive for a human.

"...oh...(Y/n)...it's so lovely to see you."

-GASTER

Gaster gained feelings for you when you offered your home to him.

After he became a corporeal being again, the first thing he wanted to do was see Sans and Papyrus.

They were so happy to see their dad again.

Asgore and Toriel were happy to see him as well.

After explaining what happened to everyone, you offered to have Gaster as a roommate since Sans and Papyrus had no room, and neither did Toriel or Asgore.

That's what made him catch feelings for you.

The fact that you still helped him after helping him already.

"✡︎⚐︎🕆︎'☼︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 💣︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎? ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎😐︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎. ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎'☼︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎⚐︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎."

(Translation: You're allowing me to stay with you? Thank you. You're too kind.)

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

[sapphire-weapon]

“sleeping with Ada was the inciting incident behind Leon’s drinking problem and he doesn’t even know it” theory/analysis - wait have you talked about this before? I missed it if you did :(

No, I haven't. I meant to. I actually have a half-finished post about it sitting in my drafts, but then the ADHD kicked in and I got distracted and wandered off and haven't bothered to go back to it since.

The thing with this analysis is that like... it's both not that complicated and also very complicated and abstract, and so just the thought of explaining it feels daunting.

To put it in the simplest terms possible: Leon spent RE2 and RE4 chasing an idealized version of Ada that didn't actually exist, so when he finally got the actual Ada in bed and realized that it didn't bring him the catharsis that he was looking for -- and that he actually still felt incomplete/damaged -- his brain just kind of shut that down and rejected that reality and didn't want to face it, which then led to a drinking problem that culminated in a damn near full-blown emotional breakdown in RE6.

It all sort of ties back to my analysis of the relationship between Leon and Ada as it exists in OG -- where Leon has tricked himself into believing that Ada is the only thing that's keeping the memory of his old self alive. We as the audience know that that's objectively not true, and that it's Sherry and how she's modeled her life and her worldview after him that's keeping the old Leon alive -- but that's also really painful for Leon to think about, because he's under the impression that he fucked up Sherry's life so badly that he doesn't deserve to be in it anymore, so it's easier for him to just project all that shit onto Ada.

And so chasing Ada was about more than wanting to romantically/sexually pursue the pretty lady who makes his heart go dokidoki. Despite the bond that they have, Ada is still mostly a mystery to Leon and always seems to be 20 steps ahead of him -- and so, on some level, chasing her was less about getting the girl and more about finding the answers that he's been looking for.

But Ada is just a person. She has her fingers in a lot of pies, sure, but she's not omnicient or omnipotent. She doesn't have the answers to how or why or when things went wrong in Leon's life, and she doesn't have the answers as to how to fix them or make them better.

So, when Leon slept with her and found that divine inspiration didn't enter his consciousness through the tip of his dick and travel its way down his boner and then up his spine and then into his brain like the weirdest venereal disease ever -- instead of feeling relieved at finally having taken care of the sexual tension between them, or comforted by her physical presence, or humbled by her intimacy -- he probably just felt... empty.

This was something he'd wanted so badly. He'd been chasing it for so long. And now that he'd finally gotten it, it was nothing that he'd hoped/thought it would be.

Because he wasn't really chasing Ada. He was running from his own demons, and Ada just happened to have been in front of him.

And instead of face that, instead of deal with that, his brain shut down and went NOPE DIDN'T HAPPEN and reached for literally anything that could distract it from that truth -- regardless of the form it took. Whether it was a slavish devotion to his job that was quickly leading to burnout or the flask he always kept in his back pocket -- it didn't matter what it was.

A lot of this theory/analysis/whatever you want to call it really comes from how fucking weird and bizarre their conversation about it is in Damnation. It always struck me as weird. This isn't how normal fucking people talk to each other about setting up a booty call.

Ada: By the way, when are we going to, um... carry on from where we left off that night? Leon: Any time but now. Ada: You're angry with me, aren't you? Suits you.

Something happened that night that: A) left things feeling unfinished and B) was emotionally charged enough that Ada is under the impression that Leon's mad at her for it, but C) wasn't a turn-off enough for Ada to not want to try again.

It almost seems like Ada had picked up on a weird vibe coming from him and didn't let him stay the whole night through. It probably went something like:

sex happened -> lying in bed together in the afterglow -> something about Leon's general demeanor post-coitus just doesn't feel right -> Ada pulls a "you should probably go" -> Leon gets butthurt but leaves without a fight -> Ada spends the next however many months going "that dick was bomb tho" -> they meet up in Damnation -> Ada decides "no the dick was worth it idc how weird he got" -> propositions him for a round two

I don't think that round two ever happened, though -- or, if it did, it just made things worse. And that's why, by the time we reach RE6, Leon's attachment to Ada has become so unhealthy and unhinged that he damn near has a total break from reality towards the end.

Chasing Ada had given him a personal goal to work towards -- it gave him hope that there was still some lost, forgotten part of himself that he could reclaim. And now that he knew that that was all just a massive cope and none of it was real, he didn't know what to do with himself.

It's not dissimilar to the idea of a character feeling empty after finally exacting the revenge they'd been planning for so, so long. Without that goal to work towards, what else do they have?

This is why the progression of RE6 to Vendetta to Death Island is so important.

In RE6, Leon finally comes to terms with the fact that he doesn't know who Ada is and probably never will, which is why he tells Helena "No" when she tells him to go after her.

And with the Ada thing resolved, Leon throws himself into his work, because what else does he have? But his job makes him completely fucking miserable, so it doesn't fix or stop the drinking habit he's developed.

But then in Vendetta, here comes Chris to drag Leon to his feet and tell him he's not alone -- which is the first time ever, in Leon's entire adult life, that that has ever happened. Ever since Claire left him and Sherry on the side of the road outside of Raccoon City, Leon has been going through this nightmare hellscape alone. So, for Chris to actually come around and help support that weight is a massive, massive fucking deal.

And now, by Death Island, Leon has finally started to really wake up to the reality that is his life. He's more grounded and self-aware in DI than he has ever been at any point in his entire character arc.

And I just so badly want to believe that a massive breakthrough is coming for him in RE9 and he actually puts his foot down and takes control of his life for the first time ever. Because, remember: Leon gave up years and years ago. His life is the way that it is because he allowed it to become that way.

It's long since past due for him to finally stand up for himself.

But we'll see how it goes.

[hazardworld]

It’s season finale time!!! This is a doozy, guys. 

Content warnings: The same Jason dickery covered in Part 5, plus what Andy does to Erica in S4 is more than just mentioned. 

Stick around as I figure out where to go from here!

WB: 1.2.3

Season 1: P1.P2.P3.P4.P5.P6.P7.P8

———

Darkness.

Darkness consumed him.

Thick oozing liquid through his scales.

A voice in the distance, calling his name.

Commanding him.

Shock went through him as he split in two…

and two…

and two…

For once, he’d follow willingly.

After all, they had a common goal.

———

“I am so confused!” Max groaned, draping herself over a chair. “This is going completely nowhere!”

“I hate to say it, but Max has a point,” Eddie commented, “we’ve been consistently circling back to the same points over and over again. What is it gonna take to try and make this a path instead?"

"I hate to say it, but Steve needs to leave the kitchen," Erica sighed. "As much as I desperately want whatever he’s making right now, I also want to know what this damn book means," She gestured to Jason’s red magic book at the center of the table.

Nancy sighed, looking towards the kitchen as her face settled on her fist.

"STEVE," Dustin yelled, clearly exasperated, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN THERE,"

"Practicing Erica’s birthday cake!" Steve responded, "She’s here, and I didn’t think I was all that important since you guys were figuring stuff out on your own, so I thought I’d just check things off my list!"

"Steve, you are literally the most important person here!" Nancy called, shaking her head. "How much time do you have left on that timer?"

“…like 10 minutes? I just changed the rack,”

“Get out here, you idiot!” Erica chided, “My birthday is in like 11 days! It’s not even Bastille Day yet!”

“Oh my god Erica, enough about your fucking birthday,” Dustin groaned as he complained. Erica had been mentioning her birthday ever since school ended, and it had been pissing him off ever since.

“Dustin, we both know you’re exactly the same come November,” Will smiled, raising an eyebrow, and Dustin flipped him off.

Will wasn’t…entirely wrong.

He got excited, okay??

“Yeah Dustin, maybe I won’t invite you to my summer Barbie beach extravaganza,”

“Wait, Dustin, you actually like Barbies?” Max grinned, eyes passioned like wildfire. Immediately, Dustin felt his ears flatten and his cheeks grow bright red in embarrassment.

“It’s not lame…” Dustin muttered, frustrated, though the words only fell to Erica and Max’s ears.

Dustin thought Barbies were cool, okay? When he was little he got a lot of his parents’ old toys, which included his Ma’s old Barbies. Usually, he’d make up they were his older teenage sisters, and dress them up in late 70s fashions as if they were the 'coolest popular kids at school' and were super intimidating and made him popular by proxy. Now he had Steve for that, but he still liked keeping some of them around as experiment models, or to talk through science stuff to, or in the rare times he sewed, to prototype what he was thinking.

"I never said that," Max smiled, "I just didn’t expect it, is all. Barbies are a girl’s toy,"

"Gender is a social construct, kid," Argyle grinned, "Take me for example. I look like a guy, cause this is just how I naturally exist. Just because I look like a guy doesn’t mean I couldn’t be a girl," Argyle shifted to resemble the form of a girl, "Or even something in between," Argyle shifted in between the two, then back to his natural form.

"Here here!" Eddie cheered loudly, before awkwardly quieting when he realized it wasn’t the time.

"What are we cheering about?" Steve sauntered into the dining room, wiping his hands on a washcloth, grinning. He was wearing his baking apron, and to Dustins glee, had kept his half form the entire time. Steve had said he wouldn’t show it in public quite yet as to not jeopardize the party, but it was reliving to see him taking care of himself regardless.

"Nothing, don’t worry about it," Eddie waved it off, and the table made eye contact agreeing to just move on.

"Steve, we need you to open this book Max found," Nancy pushed the red book towards him as Steve took his seat.

"Max, is this…?" Steve looked at her in bewilderment, but she nodded.

"I think it’s Jason’s, I found it in his bedroom—OH! Eddie, I have something for you after," Eddie grinned and nodded as Steve looked over the book.

"Guys, I can’t open this," Steve pursed his lips. "If Jason was descended from Melusine I could use his direct ancestor’s magic since my lineage connects higher, but he’s from the youngest sibling. I’d need the Great Father or Great Mother’s magic to unlock it, and both of those are under lock and key in Atlantie,"

Well fuck.

Wait…

Dustin leaned over to his stack of books as the table discussed further options above him. There was that one book Will found that was extremely useful, and didn’t it go further into the idea of siren sibling magic?

Eventually, Dustin found the purple leather-bound book in the stack, and flipped around until he found the page he was looking for.

'A Siren’s magic could be placed in 4 separate Houses:  

The House of Theliore is the magic of water. Calm, cool, and mature, this magic is in the heart of Atlantie. It can be found in the hearts of most underwater sirens, though every siren, no matter their House, is always connected to it. Sirens in the House of Theliore are typically creative, bubbly, and more emotional than other sirens.

The House of Melusine is the magic of air. Witty, spirited, and impulsive, this magic represents the thinkers of Atlantie. Typically found on land, Sirens in the House of Melusine are typically more thoughtful than other sirens, though they can also be somewhat too-faced to those they don’t care about.

The House of Cerina is the magic of earth. Controlled, stable, and strong, this magic represents the doers of Atlantie. These sirens can be found anywhere, though most still reside underwater. Most sirens in the House of Cerina are grounded and less objective, though this can lead them to being seen as less unkind as other sirens.

The House of Gerane is the magic of fire. Active, vivacious, and energized, this magic represents the spirit of Atlantie. Sirens in the House of Gerane are typically driven more by their heart, leading them to sometimes make brash decisions. They’re rarely found underwater, and are the rarest type of siren due to the clash between their House and their nature.’

"So, this isn’t just a magic submission potion," Unfortunately for Dustin, he’d been reading so long the table had moved on, and Eddie was now analyzing some sort of small potion bottle, "This is a general submission potion."

Instantly, Max’s eyes went wide.

"He said 'no one wanted to get fucked at parties anymore,' in reference to it." She whispered, horrified.

"Eddie, how strong is it," Nancy asked, blue eyes starting to glow just slightly in her anger; the little tell-tale of Valkyrie in her veins.

"I don’t know, Nancy, gimme a second!"

Dustin looked to Steve, who was following the conversation with a frown and a furrowed brow. He gave him a little tap on the thigh, and the older teen looked to him.

In all honesty, Dustin wasn’t the best at following nuance. Upside Down coding was one thing since he knew what all the codes meant, but something like this, where everyone at the table was talking around the blunt truth? Absolute shit.

Luckily, where Dustin lacked in people skills, Steve usually could fill in.

"Dust," Steve leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Jason was using the potion to make people submissive and weak at parties, like a roofie, and then—"

"OH"

Steve nodded once before leaning back to his seat.

Dustin despised Jason Carver.

"Do you know who made it?" Erica asked, and Max pointed at her as if to validate her point. "Because whoever made it—"

"Had to have known what he was using them for, I know," Eddie murmured, turning the bottle over in his hands in contemplation.

"If they were smart, they didn’t sign anything on the bottle," Will countered. "Is there any magic surrounding the bottle?"

Eddie nodded once. "Yeah, all potions have magic around the seal,"

"We could get El to analyze it if you can’t find anything," Will proposed. "She can tell us what the magic looks like, and we can find them from there probably,"

Suddenly, Dustin caught a whiff of something unfamiliar, something sour…

It came from out front.

"Actually, this one wasn’t smart!" Eddie grinned, looking up from the bottle. "On the bottom there’s a little—"

"Dustin, man, are you okay?" It was Argyle that keyed into Dustin’s manic sniffing, "You’re sniffing up a storm, there."

The scent was vaguely recognizable, something he knew he’d smelled before.

There were hints of something similar to Lucas, though it didn’t carry any of the notes of lavender and Lucas’ woody cologne, just the sweat…

The sweat which was far stronger after basketball rehearsals.

Oh fuck.

"The basketball team is outside," He blurted out.

There was a deafening silence before all hell broke loose.

"GET THE BOOKS OUT" (Dustin)

"GET EVERYTHING OFF THE TABLE" (Nancy)

"I CAN’T CARRY EVERYTHING, SOMEONE FUCKING HELP!" (Erica)

"I NEED TO HIDE" (Eddie)

"WHY ARE THEY AT MY HOUSE" (Steve)

"EDDIE NEEDS TO HIDE" (Will)

"WHY ARE WE YELLING THEY CAN PROBABLY HEAR US" (Max)

It was Argyle who calmly walked to the front door and waited for the inevitable knock and call of Andy.

Yet again, everyone froze in anticipation.

"Hey there, can I help you young gentlemen?"

"Where’s Steve?" Andy. Dustin heard their feet move into the main entrance, and Argyle shut the door. He felt himself constrict in anger, and Max put a hand in front of his now-bared teeth in case he started to growl.

"Why?" Argyle asked, “Is everything okay with him?”

Silently, Dustin watched Steve sigh and calmly shift himself back to his human form.

Damn, it was fun while it lasted.

Steve beckoned for the group to follow him, and slowly, they all walked out.

"Hey!" Steve gave his publicity smile and a wave. "Can I help you guys?"

"Mind if we take a look around?" Andy asked, smirking as if he had an upper hand. "We have reason to believe you’re plotting against Jason."

"Sorry, but I know my rights." Steve tilted his head in fake sympathy. "You’re not the police, and even they can’t search my parents’ home without a warrant. Besides, all you’ll find is the makings of a birthday cake tasting session," Erica smirked and nodded, puffing her chest out slightly.

"With Eddie Munson here?" One of the team members asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Dammit, Steve, I told you I needed to hide!" Dustin could feel the anxiety reeking off of Eddie from every angle. The man couldn’t stop fidgeting to save his life, currently!

"Andy, isn’t that the kid that was so easy to stop this spring?" A werewolf from the group said, cracking his knuckles.

Wait, was that how Erica broke her arm in the Hellkins 4?

Erica bared her teeth and Dustin did the same.

This was his pack, dammit.

Dustin was snapped out of his anger as a phantom breeze went across his skin.

Weird.

"What?" Steve’s faux enthusiasm broke, and Eddie looked at him with wide eyes.

"I wonder how easy it would be," The wolf stepped forward, towards Erica. Dustin tried to block her with his arm, but the older wolf easily pushed him to the floor.

Another phantom breeze, stronger this time.

"To pick you up," The wolf picked Erica up. "And throw you down just like my witch friend," He pointed to Andy, who smirked.

Erica didn’t hit the ground.

Instead, she started to glow dandelion yellow.

Soon, everyone in the Party did, and the winds Dustin had been feeling started whipping around in the same color.

So were Steve’s eyes.

His half-form was back, thankfully, but this time Dustin was legitimately frightened.

Steve was right, sirens were fucking scary.

Subtly, Dustin could hear a song playing in the background, sad and melancholy.

The basketball team were hovering high in the air, their hair and jackets whipping around them.

(Why weren’t the Party’s hair whipping around, too?)

Dustin didn’t look when he heard the thumps of the team’s bodies hitting the mansion walls at full force.

Steve’s trance was broken when something beeped.

"Oh shit, my cake!"

Instantly, Dustin shot up, and with the rest of the party, watched Steve calmly take out the prototype cake as if nothing strange had ever happened. Soon, Steve made eye contact with the group.

"Guys, is everything okay? You’re all looking at me like I’m doing something weird…"

Well yeah, no shit. Erica had almost gotten thrown and Steve lost his shit, were they not going to be looking at him like a crazy person?

"Steve…" Nancy pleaded, and Steve sighed. He wiped off his hands and walked towards the group.

"What? What could have possibly gone wrong that…" Steve’s eyes widened when he saw his main room, and the hopefully unconscious bodies along its walls.

"Eddie, Argyle, get the kids and go." Steve said sternly and all too quickly, and Dustin froze. "Nance, stay here. I’ll need you whether or not they wake up."

Dustin wasn’t leaving.

"What, Steve—" Eddie protested, but Steve put a hand on his shoulder, shutting him up.

"Eddie, I need you to take the kids to the Byers’; that’s where everyone else is. Fill them in. I’ll tell you when to come back. Keep them safe for me; I trust you."

Will and Dustin made eye contact.

OH.

HOLY SHIT.

GO STEVE, APPARENTLY??

"O-Ok. C’mon kids," Eddie and Argyle made for the door, and the rest of the younger party followed.

"Dustin, c’mon!" Max beckoned for Dustin, but he shook his head.

"Dustin, go," Steve said, stern. Dustin’s head throbbed—was Steve using sirenspeak on him?—but he was too stubborn and too pack bonded to care.

"Fuck no. You die, I die Steve," He gave a nod to Erica; she understood the reference. "I’m not leaving you here, and you can’t convince me to leave."

Steve looked him once over, and sighed.

"Go to John’s, guys." Steve nodded to Eddie and Argyle, and they nodded back. 

The door shut behind them.

"You’ll be safe there,"

----------

Season 2!

The fact that some people think Dustin is homophobic when he canonically enjoys cartoons for little girls for their plotline value. That one saw gender and said ‘fuck that’ and ran. Anyway it just so happens my fan birthday for Erica is the Barbie movie release.

Edit: I realize I said ‘basketball rehearsals’ and currently hate my cringey theater kid self. That being said this is Dustin’s pov and he canonically is also a cringey theater kid so it stays.

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@estrellami-1 @cookies-and-doom @beckkthewreck @dbquills @impeachy

[phoenixkaptain]

Okayokayokayokayokay

I read Why Not Soar Your Majesty and it is the funniest story I’ve ever read ever and I love it sososososososo much.

Plot synopsis, so that my explaining funnies will make sense:

Tang Xiao, our dashing female lead, plays as a male character on a game, where she spends all of her time trying to bother Su Muzhe, flirting with female characters, and being a dick. She is infatuated with Mu Cheng. Unbeknownst to her, Su Muzhe is Mu Cheng. Mu Cheng knows that Tang Xiao is the asshole being an asshole in the game, but Tang Xiao goes a pretty long time without figuring out that Mu Cheng is Su Muzhe.

Tang Xiao is the MOST shameless character I’ve ever encountered in my entire life and I love her so goddamn much. Everyone in her server finds immense joy in killing her repeatedly. She got killed by Su Muzhe early on in the game, and so she changed usernames and spends an entire month repeatedly proposing to Su Muzhe as obnoxiously as possible. She gets caught and immediately tries to pretend she doesn’t know what they’re talking about. She’s an idol and she spends a good amount of time bragging about her own good looks. She finds out that Su Muzhe is bribing people (to bother her) with signed pictures of Mu Cheng, and she says that she will marry her if she gets Mu Cheng’s nudes (not actual nudes, just half nudes, but still)

Su Muzhe agrees to marry Tang Xiao and Tang Xiao, who did not expect this result, immediately panics. She ditches the first wedding and only agrees to the second for those nudes. She legitimately thinks that Su Muzhe is a girl, and she never consider that Su Muzhe might be a guy until she hears his voice and realizes that he is one.

She very loudly proclaims her desire to sleep with Mu Cheng IN FRONT OF MU CHENG. Granted, she doesn’t know it’s him, but still!!! She flirts with other players, Su Muzhe appears to kill her. She badmouths Su Muzhe, Su Muzhe appears to kill her. She exists, Su Muzhe is filled with a strong urge to kill her.

(Mu Cheng does this because he is her next-door neighbour and he can hear her cussing him out and he thinks it’s cute. He’s an embarrassment, I love him.)

Tang Xiao eventually realizes that Mu Cheng is Su Muzhe, and she’s so embarrassed that she can’t even talk to him. Mu Cheng literally kills every single person that dares express any attraction to her (in game), and she does not realize that he likes her. Tang Xiao tries to bribe one of the other players with (more) pictures of herself, and they offhandedly ask if Su Muzhe is willing to trade (more of) those pictures for pictures of another actress, and Tang Xiao just does not understand what’s happening. “What does she do with them?” I don’t know, Tang Xiao. It’s a mystery.

At one point, Tang Xiao inadvertently seduces all of the girls on set, and Mu Cheng’s reaction is “Now I have to ward off WOMEN, TOO?” Mu Cheng is so jealous, constantly, he would be the most happy if Tang Xiao only ever spoke to him and nobody else, but he’s a gentleman, so he takes out his fury by killing random people in a video game and pretending that nothing is wrong while wholeheartedly supporting all of her choices and spoiling her rotten. He lets her use his account when she gets banned, and he is unsurprised and exasperated when she immediately takes advantage of this to mess with everyone. He does not care if Tang Xiao calls him “wife,” even after they know each other’s identities. He turns down all of his acting and modelling offers so that he can be her housewife.

Mu Cheng is definitely the most obvious man on the planet, but it’s okay because Tang Xiao is the dumbest person in the galaxy. She is not supposed to game, so she does it secretly. She isn’t supposed to drink, but she can’t help but drink the wine when it’s pretty. She is asked repeatedly if she wants face, and she always, always, ALWAYS responds “nope.”

AND YET. She is so smart! There’s a whole plot where you think “oh, dumbass XiaoXiao’s gonna fall for this,” and she NEVER DOES. She’s unflappable. A director tries to manipulate her into a sexual relationship and she kicks him in the balls. The wild world of fame just does not affect her, she is uninterested unless it’s about fighting her antis, in which she turns on her alt accounts to bug them. She is well aware that she’s gorgeous and she uses this to her advantage as often as possible.

She has a strange relationship with Chief Ning that nobody understands and that makes Mu Cheng absolutely furious with envy. He is so jealous of Chief Ning. He is SO jealous. (She does not realize this, except to think “why am I sitting in the warzone?”) Mu Cheng spends the entire second half of the novel boiling over with lust, but he is very patient. He would like to absolutely destroy Tang Xiao, but he would also like to wrap her in bubble wrap and hand-feed her and cuddle. He is having the absolute time of his life making her so angry she swears like a sailor, but he is the only one allowed to see her in that state.

I am obsessed with their relationship. It’s so pure. It’s so horny. Tang Xiao accidentally tells Mu Cheng to his face that she would very much like to fuck him. He makes her food and he always asks what she wants for dinner. She showed him her ability to take off her bra without taking off any of her clothes and he almost died. Her room is covered in pictures of him. We never find out where he put the pictures he got of her. He thought she was attractive when he saw her sing in flawless French, then fell for her when he heard her cursing like a particularly badmouthed sailor. She wants to fuck him so bad but she cannot even make eye contact with him when he’s not wearing a shirt.

Their relationship! Is! So! Cute!

I could ramble about this all day. I loved this novel, everyone should read it and then come back and agree with me that it’s super funny. There are so many setups for love triangles and they go absolutely nowhere because Mu Cheng can only see Tang Xiao and Tang Xiao only ever even looks at other men because they vaguely remind her of Mu Cheng. It’s sooo funny, I read it in one night, I have Not Slept, I am So Tired, I love Chief Ning and his weird relationship with Tang Xiao with all my heart, Tang Xiao finds out that Mu Cheng saw her perform years ago and her response is “I’m jealous that you got to meet me while I was so young,” it’s perfect, Tang Xiao is perfect, I love it.