#oh i’m gonna hurl wtf

[satoruxx]

y’all i finally unlocked caleb’s whole myth… nobody hmu i literally almost cried my eyes out wtf

[emmie-writes-stuff]

Okay, so here’s my thoughts on the latest chapter!!!!

First off, wtf is this translation-

Prostrate????

I don’t ship Kaisagi, it’s a huge squick of mine, but like, dude, why are you usin the fancy words???

Also, I saw the official one and it says that Isagi is gonna hurl abuse at Kaiser

And after the last couple chapters??? I don’t like that

Kaiser comparing Isagi to his father did something to my heart

Isagi, like his father, is a block in the road to his success

The fact that Isagi is giving Kaiser the same feelings as when he was with his father is like, oh good lord good golly Jesus like-

He’s having flashbacks from failure caused by this obsession with Isagi

Now if that doesn’t hit home for me, idk what does

This line reminded me of one from Death Note funny enough- in one of the chapters, Light says that he’s gonna take his useless pride and get rid of it

If you’ve read or watched death note, you know the context of this and why it stuck out to me

In other news, Kaiser has realized he’s afraid of failure and because of that, he’s been taking the east way out of stuff

Manipulating Ness instead of trying to befriend him was easy

Being a dick to everyone was easy

And now he has to fight to keep what he’s taken, and it’s making him fall apart because it isn’t easy, it doesn’t come naturally like the behaviours he learned from his shitty father

Correct me if I’m wrong, but this is the first time he’s called himself “Michael” right?

I actually really love this

There’s so much emphasis I’ve seen in trauma recovery stuff that’s about letting go of your past and where you came from, but for me, the thing that helped the most was accepting that I didn’t have a very good childhood and that what happened to me wasn’t okay

Kaiser has spent so long running from his past in a way, or fighting it, or trying to become the man who beat him because it was easier than simply accepting himself as that “weak minded” person

Instead of letting go of that past, he’s embracing it

That’s where he came from and he can’t change that

Fighting for what he wants alone, which was his only ever gift of the soccer ball at the time, is what awakened his ego and sense of self

Now the thing he wants most is to defeat Isagi, and it’s giving him fight

He’s going back to square one

(I hope that made sense, I have no idea if my brain makes sense or if this is correct, this is just my thoughts, as per usual)

Also, “become zero” reflects Ego’s first real lesson in Blue Lock of creating soccer from zero

It’s really cool

I can’t wait to see the next chapter, please defeat Isagi I need to watch him fall

[fanmoose12]

Hi, I had this HC about Levihan after Shiganshina and about both of them being broken in a differen way but when I started writing it it because long as fuck, I’m so so so sorry... 🙈

When they get back, Hange is angry. She has this red rage boiling inside of her and she’s almost choking on it. Levi identifies this immifiatelly so the minute they get back he takes charge of her. He’s not rough but he is persistent. He forces her to get bath, helps her get out of her clothes and takes it away to clean it. She hisses at him and hurles all kinds of abuse but it’s her way of coping with the events and he silently accepts it. Later he helps her clean her woulds and forces her to get her wounds checked up by a doctor.

‘No, it’s not ok, it’s gonna get all shitty and infected. Go to a doctor now, you lost an eye! The report will wait.’

She gets frustrated and vents at his something along the lines: ‘Erwin would have never need to check up tiny scratches like these, Levi, I said it’s ok!’

And he goes silent for a minute. Nevertheless, he forces the medical check on her - he gets the doctor to see her in her office. She is angry but not stupid, of course she understands that this had to be done so she is silently grateful.

She doesn’t want to go to sleep and she knows Levi would go check on her so instead of staying in her room or lab, she sneaks off to Moblit’s room. There she curles herself on his bed and lets her muffled cries be silenced by the cushion. The empty room is a painful reminder of everyone she had lost and she contemplates the events of the past days as she cries. Levi does not find her there and she is grateful for that. She needs to mourn.

She watches Levi the next morning as he runs on the training ground and she grits her teeths. He’s the only one out there, only one doing everyday excercise on the verge on sunrise like nothing has happened and she hates him for it. She hates him, herself, everything and everyone, she wants to scream out her anger but it’s so much that she starts to cry instead. Of course, Levi finds her like that which makes her frustrated even more.

‘Have you slept at all?’ he asks her and she doesn’t answer which gives him all the clues he needs.

He tries to take care of her again and calm her down the best way he can but since he’s not really good with words his sentencs come out a bit too rough and she snaps at him: ‘I know I have to make their sacrifice worthy and after everything, after Erwin and all I really don’t need a reminder from you!’

Again, he goes silent for a minute, eventually turns on his heel and heads to the kitchen. He makes her a cup of tea and forces her to go to her room to take a nap. She argues but feels too weak and so she falls onto her sheets that somehow smell like a lavender soup and really falls asleep. Later she discoveres a bag with tea leaves on her desk - Levi got them from a doctor and according to his neetly written note, they should help her to get more relaxed so she could sleep.

She feels slightly better after that and burries herself in work. When Levi comes to check on her she ignores him. She doesn’t want to talk or be taken care of - she is still angry and wants to put that anger to good use.

Levi himself doesn’t seem to be different after the events at the first glance - as soon as they arrived, he starts with the routine. He takes care of the horses. Does the initial reports. Washes Hange, himself, their clothes, boots and weapons. He makes sure the brats got a proper medical care. Makes sure Hange does, she promises she will. Then he checks up on her and after a yellfest he leaves her office and convinces the doctor to go to her. In the meantime, he cleans up his room. He cleans up Hange’s room and lab as well. When he runs out on cleaning their rooms, he starts on cleaning up all the things that did belong to their dead commarades. Over the night he manages to sort a lot of things into boxes so he can take them to their families the next day. He does the usual excercise in the morning and after that he takes the things that were left after his commarades and goes to talk to their families. He tells them about their bravery and sacrifice and he silently listens to their cries. He silently accepts their rage as well. He doesn’t confess to Hange that the giant bruise on his jaw is actually from a brother of one of the fallen recruits - Levi could have ducked but he didn’t. He himself is not sure why and Hange doesn’t seem to care about his face anyways.

Everytime they speak, he feels Hange’s rage boiling inside of her threatening to flood everything and everyone within its reach and so he lets himself be available to that. He lets her vent. He knows that she needs that now and he’s prepared to take another punch in a jaw if necessary.

It’s been three days since they got back and Levi tries to get Hange to sleep once more when she snaps at him again. This time she is vicious, she wants to hurt someone, anyone within her reach, she want to make the whole world suffer with her. She clenches her fists, so close to punching him but eventually she doesn’t. She slams her hands on a desk instead and yells another remark about a burden of being a commander, about Erwin, about how pointless it all has been and about noone understanding it. Levi goes silent again, blank face and then leaves her office to make her tea.

After a few moments Hange hears a loud porcelain bang and weird noices in the kitchen. She goes to check it only to find Levi curled on the floor in the pool of broken cup, spilled tea and, as she realizes immidiatelly by the sharp smell, vommit. His hand is clutching his stomach and he’s shaking feverisly, forehead on the ground, cursing under his breath.

‘Levi?’ Fear suddenly cuts through her like a knife as the memories of all her lost commarades flood her mind.

‘It’s ok,’ he growls, but his shaky voice begs the differ.

She touches his shoulder and feels the tremor in his muscles. He pushes her hand away and his fingers are clammy and cold. ‘Levi, are you sick...?’ she starts when she suddenly realizes something - he did vommit yes, but there seems to be nothing but liquid on the floor.

‘When was the last time you ate?’ she asks sharply.

No answer. Levi tries to get up but aborts the mission as soon as darkness starts to cloud his vision. Instead, he just sits, his face mercifully hidden by his hair and the cover of the night. She starts to examine it anyways as he waits for the sudden wave of weakness to pass.

‘When was the last time you have slept?’ she probes again, starting to have an inkling based on the dark, almost bruise-like circles under his eyes - and wait, is that an actual bruise on his jaw?! For the first time after their return she actually looks at him and realizes his fasade has crumbled in front of her very eyes without her even noticing. How long has he looked like this?

‘Do you resent me, Hange?’ he whispers and she twitches at his soft broken tone.

‘What...?’

‘Do you resent me for the choice I made for all of us?’ He’s looking at her with empty dead eyes as if begging her to yell at him something about Erwin once more, to twist that knife deeper and to put him out of his misery.

And just like that, all of her anger is gone.

She is broken, yes. She misses Erwin and everyone terribly and she doesn’t know how to comprehend their loss. She is suffering by all that had happened. But she is far from being the only one.

‘I’m... I’m sorry,’ she chokes out quitely.

The room falls into silence.

Levi is still shaking but the weekness is slowly melting away. He sighs. ‘I’ll clean this mess...’ he starts but she scoffs.

‘Like hell you will. Come on. I’ll take care of the mess.’

‘I...’

‘I said I will take care of the mess, shorty. That starts with you. Let’s get you something to eat,’ she leans in to help him get up. ‘And then you’re going straight to bed. That’s an order.’

He doesn’t protest. When they get to his room she smells the familiar scent of lavender soup and Hange remembers that it lulled her to sleep for the past days. She feels embarassed when she remembers how many times she lashed out on him.

She gently pushes Levi into a chair. ‘There. Take care of your clothes, I’ll bring you some food.’

She lingers in the door long enough to hear his voice call out her name.

‘Hange...’ he says again and she knows what he wants to ask before he does.

‘No, Levi,’ she stops him softly. ‘I don’t resent you. I didn’t agree. But I understand. I’m sorry for the past few days. We will live through this and make it worthy their sacrifice. Together.’

He doesn’t answer but she can see the relief in his eyes.

She leaves for the kitchen. There she makes a new pot of tea for him and cleans the mess on the floor, well aware of the fact that once Levi gets there in the morning he will clean it again himself anyways. When she gets back to his room with a pot of tea and a plate with food, she finds him still sitting in that chair, still in that dirty clothes. His head has sunk on his shoulder and his chest is rising and falling in a steady pace. For the first time since their return from Shiganshina, he fell asleep.

Hange leaves the plate and the pot on the table, reaches for a blanket and gently covers him with it. As she looks at him, she feels at peace, like she is finally able to start processing what happened. She knows they will never speak of this incident again - Levi is not the one with words and she can’t afford to hesitate now as a commander. But as she leaves the room, she cannot but to linger in the moment just for a bit longer since it filled her with solace and calm for the first time in the past days. ‘Don’t worry, Levi,’ she whispers as the leaves the room and it sounds like a promise. ‘We will make it through together. For them.’

oh my god, anon, wtf, this was so good! like i was literally at the edge of my seat reading this and thinking - oh no, will hange lose it? will she lash out at levi? and then levi! when he collapsed in the kitchen - i kid you not - i actually gasped lmao

you wrote it so good, described what hange and levi are going through so well, i could practically feel the tension and their grief

thanks for sharing this with me! you're very talented✨💖

[intothewickedwood]

Once Upon A Time In Wonderland Rewatch: 1x03 Forget Me Not

Oh God. Oh Lord. Oh Damn. I think this is the episode with that scary ass monster man. Okay, okay, I can do this. I haven’t watched this show alone in a long time, and even then my mum and I cover our faces when he’s on screen. I’ve tried, I really have. He’s just one of the most goddamn frightening things I’ve ever seen. Last time I tried, I felt lightheaded but that’s just me. He might not be scary at all to y’all.

This recap will be mostly me freaking out.

The Merry Men are here. And we find out Will was one of them.

Will’s in trouble for public nudity lmao!

Omg Jafar and Ana sitting at a dinner table in front of Cyrus’ cage. These two are so unbelievably extra lol.

Jafar and Ana seem to be on very friendly terms today.  

The Caterpillar likes to make deals? Rumplestiltskin confirmed.

Will: “Pleasure to see you again!” Some dude: “Don’t pleasure me!” Will: “I wouldn’t dream of it.” What the hell? Lol.

My mum’s scared of the Caterpillar. I think it’s to do with the human face but I’m okay with him. I currently have Chillin’ the Regrets from Alice By Heart in my head. I’ll probably have a lot of songs from that musical in my head throughout this show. It’s the perfect companion musical for ouatiw and it’s amazing!  

She can be pretty smart. Rather intuitive. I guess I never noticed that before about Alice.  

Wtf Robin?! Why’d you cut his hand?? Oh it’s a cult. Checks out.

Robin: “No, that’s not what we are! People call us thieves, but we actually just steal sh*t and hurl it at those less fortunate so they go to jail instead!”  

Robin: “What for? We’ve swept the area clean.” Umm. What even from regular families who aren’t even that well off? I guess it could just be a rich area but unlikely.

Will’s so tender with Ana. The music is haunting.

But I didn’t realise he intended to betray the Merry Men like that. He never believed in their cause.

Oh Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ!!! He’s here! Okay it’s fine. My eyes are closed. I didn’t see him. It’s okay. Breathe Becky.

It’s so scary because if you stop to look at another scene you don’t know when it will change back to the monster man.

My heart is pounding so freaking fast.  

Jafar and Ana flirting again. I guess I never noticed it before. Maybe he always had a thing for her.

Maleficent’s here, cool!

Maleficent: “Return the other treasure you stole from me. While it’s power is alluring, it will only bring you misery.” Oh! Did Will take Mal’s other treasure? That could be why everything went terribly wrong with Ana after they took it! That’s so clever if they did take it.”

I’m freaking out! All I hear is loud noises. Help!

I’m still not looking.

The White Rabbit betrayed them, darn it!  

Oh snap! The Caterpillar’s gonna tell Jafar about Will and Ana!  

I thought Alice suspected the White Rabbit but she just admitted she’d never have suspected him.

The reveal that Ana is the Red Queen! I think I was pretty shocked when I first watched.  

They’re so cute. Help!

I expected the looking glass to be bigger. I wonder why Maleficent had a portal to Wonderland.

Will: “I love you Anastasia.” Ana: “And I love you Will Scarlet.” Omg look at them!!

They were so naive and in love.  

I wonder why Ana specifically wanted to go to Wonderland. That place is dangerous, girl. And the EF is already filled with magic.

Oh! It finished there! I wasn’t expecting that!

I can relax now!  

Excited for next week’s much less terrifying episode.

This one’s not as long as usual but I had my eyes closed half the time. But I have to say, I am really enjoying rewatching this. The fear is part of the fun!

[lunarliza]

Fake Boyfriend | Chapter 1: Two Truths and a Big Fat Lie

JJ x Kook!reader Series 

You’re a Kook Princess who has everything you ever wanted... until your handsome Kook Prince dumps you for a hot new fling. To save your reputation, you bribe the one person he hates the most, JJ Maybank, to pretend to be your boyfriend for the summer. All’s fair in love and war. But where do you draw that line when you’re suddenly wishing your fake boyfriend is your real one?

ahh yes, my third rendition of a fake dating/enemies to lovers story. this is just a short lil intro but i’m excited for this series! 

��He did what?” 

“Yup, broke up with me right over the phone,” you repeated to your hairstylist, Boris, who almost snipped off a chunk of your locks in utter shock. 

“What a complete asshole!” Boris groused, clipping away at your dead ends, “What did you say after? Please tell me you told him off and slashed his tires or I have failed as a mentor.” 

“Well I was so angry and shaken up I didn’t know what to say,” you pouted, “So I just said whatever and hung up.” 

It had been a couple days since your nasty break up with your ex-boyfriend who blind-sided you and ended things out of nowhere. Needless to say, you were a cluttered mess and this was your favorite form of therapy: self care, a new hair color, and mindlessly ranting to Boris-- the one person on the island who would absolutely destroy anyone who did you wrong. 

“Y/n!” he droned, “How are you gonna let him end a two year relationship and just say ‘whatever’? No, you need to get to slashing right after I fix you up or else you’ve missed your Carrie Underwood moment!” 

You sighed. “I know I should’ve gone all psycho bitch on him, but I didn’t want it to seem like I care all that much! Besides,” you mumbled the next part, “he’s got a new girl already.” 

The grown man nearly dropped his shears. “Already?! This just happened like two days ago!” 

“I know,” you cringed, “My friends came over last night to investigate her Instagram. I think she’s their family friend or something. Word on the Eight is that she’s here for the summer from California and is staying at his house.” 

Boris scoffed and tossed his finished scissors on the counter in frustration, starting up the curling iron. “So he dumped you after two years and dates someone else a day after?” he shook his head, “Unbelievable. He probably had her on the side when you guys were together too. Honey, you’re so much better off without him.” 

“Yeah, you’re right!” you agreed cooly-- as if you weren’t bawling and moping over old camera roll pictures just minutes before pulling up to the salon. 

Boris lightly blow dried your newly dyed hair while you admired it through the mirror. “I like this color a lot,” you commended, “I was a little iffy that it wouldn’t look right, but I knew you’d work your magic.” 

Your freshly manicured hands played with the ends before Boris began curling the back strands. 

“You deserve it, sweetie. Forget about that piece of trash and move on with your life! You have all summer to find a new beau,” he chimed, “Where are you going tonight again?” 

“Just dinner with the girls. My friend Sarah’s dad got us reservations to Chalet Basque so we’ll definitely be treating ourselves.” 

You giggled when he began doing fake French impressions of the servers. Leave it to him to lighten your mood during trying times. When he finished the last curl, he basked you in a hairspray that smelled like rosewater and spun you in the seat for the final ‘voila’ moment. 

Boris never failed to make you feel like a full-on beauty queen during your weekly glam seshs. 

As he undid the little cape around you, you spotted a familiar combo of tall dark and handsome waltz through the front door from the corner of your eye.

“Shit,” you cursed, a little louder than intended, and shielded your face, “It’s him! And he brought the girl!” 

Boris’ eyes widened. “That’s her?” he yelled-whispered, eyeing the couple that just plopped down in the waiting area, “Oh you’re so much prettier.” 

You smiled and covertly peeked over at them-- the island’s new supposed ‘power couple’. You almost hurled when you heard kids on the Eight were coining them that name. 

There he sat, Max Vega, in all his preppy, muscular, Spanish-rooted glory. He was even wearing the expensive polo you got him last Christmas. Oh, he looked so cute with his jet black hair slightly slicked back with a single strand hanging on his forehead. Just the way you loved it. 

Tucked under his arm was his new trophy girl. Her beach-waved blonde hair came all the way down to her perfectly shaped hips and her tan model legs draped across his while they watched some video together on his phone. 

Your heart sank at the way he tapped her nose when he said something cute to her. The same way he used to do to you. 

Before you could turn away, his chestnut eyes met yours and he stiffened. You hurriedly tried to avert your gaze, but saw him begin walking over to you through Boris’ giant mirror nonetheless. 

“Y/n!” he greeted, coming up behind you.

“Max! Oh what a surprise!” you mimicked his fake seething enthusiasm, whipping around the chair. 

“Yeah,” he scratched the back of his neck, “I didn’t think I’d run into you here.”  

You held back a scoff. As if you hadn’t made weekly trips to the place to get your hair, nails, and eyebrows done since you were ten. You seriously wondered sometimes if you were truly in love him or if he was just pretty. 

His girl stood a little behind him, clutching onto his toned arm like a shy little bunny. “Anyways,” he snaked his hand to the small of her back, “This is Anya. She’s my dad’s partner’s daughter from Huntington Beach and is staying in our guest house for the summer.” 

The giant perky blonde straightened her back and held out her hand, that wasn’t wrapped around your ex-man, to you. “Hey girl! It’s so nice to meet one of Max’s friends!” 

You heard Boris lightly gag in the background and had to suppress your impending laughter. 

With all the willpower you could muster up, you rose from the chair and put on the most forced smile you have ever done. “I’m y/n, nice to meet you too.” 

“So uh, you look nice,” Max noted at your elaborate hairdo, “What’s the occasion?” 

“I-” 

“She’s actually going on a date tonight,” Boris butted-in as-a-matter-of-factly. You whisked your head around to the man, giving him a frantic ‘wtf’ look.

Max wrinkled his brows. “Oh... well that’s nice. Who with?” 

You racked your brain for a name. Any name. 

Briefly, you glanced out the shop window and caught a glimpse of a trio skipping by outside. One of your friends, Kiara Carrera, linked arms with two of her best guy friends as they munched on ice cream cones from next door. Your eyes fixated on a certain blonde boy in a snapback and untucked black button up.

Bingo. 

“Uh, it’s with JJ. JJ Maybank. You know him right?” you brought up slyly. 

Your ex was definitely taken aback- especially at the mention of the one guy he despised most on the island. “Oh, what? W-Wow,” he sputtered, “I didn’t know you guys talked like that.” 

“Yeah, I mean it just kind of happened. Sarah set us up,” you continued to fib, crossing your arms. You felt bad having to lie like that, but the look of pain and confusion on Max’s face almost made it worth it. 

Almost. 

Before he could pry any further, the nail technician called for Anya from the other side of the salon. 

She cheered and bid you goodbye before yanking Max along with her to get their couple’s treatment. The same one he refused to get with you no matter how many times your begged. Who knew all it took was a leggy blonde with a butt thrice the size of yours to do the trick. 

You sighed in relief once they disappeared to the pedicure station and smacked Boris’ arm. “What’d you do that for?! A date?! He had to know I was lying!”

“Ow!” he rubbed his tattooed arm, “Look, if he’s moving on, then you gotta act like you are too. Trust me, you’ll thank me later for this.” 

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note: lowkey basing the girl off of cher horowitz from clueless lmao. anyways chapter two to come

chapter two

[thatbadassbree]

Ok...Lovecraft Country Episode 6 aired tonight. I just finished watching and have come to discuss. SPOILERS AHEAD-SPOILER ALERT!!!!!

Jamie Chung came to ACT ok. I felt that she encapsulated Ji-Ah's character oh so well. I felt at her sadness, smiled at her happy moments, etc. Her story is really tragic. Why would her mother summon of all things, a spirit to possess her daughter?? Why?? Bad enough that the former husband was an abusive piece of shit. She'll never get her daughter back once she opened that door.

Jamie Chung is a beauty.

It sucked seeing how poor the nurses were being treated. This still happens today but, imagine you are trying to save someone's life and they are hurling racial slurs at you..I would leave them there to die actually. You're not going to insult me while I'm trying to save your life. Big ups to all the Nurses, CNAs, and Homes Health Aides.

Listen...this episode was giving major Nine Tailed Fox Demon vibes which is funny considering that they touched upon this and the fact that Ji-Ah has a spirit/being sealed inside of her body similar to Naruto.

I jumped out of my bed when I saw those furry tentacles come out of her eyes. She was sucking people's souls...LITERALLY. Very good on the overall freaky/creepy factor. Was it spider legs? Idk...

Man...Tic could kiss my ass. How many times have we heard "I was just following orders" in response to major atrocities? I would not have felt bad if Ji-Ah had gotten his ass for what he did to her friend in cold blood. That was despicable.

I enjoyed how the writers incorporated Korean mythology, magick, shamanism, etc into the episode. It meshed so well into the overall chaos. The unnecessary war and Ji-Ah's personal conflicts.

So..I figured out who Tic's friend was (the translator with the dimples). After going back to watch the episode again, his name was Sung and he was played by Daniel Chung. I enjoyed the perspective that he brought since he supposed to represent the Korean American element. His comments about being a foreigner in both lands tied this all in.

It's wild how Kumiho (the spirit inside Ji-Ah) was able to see Tic's future. Like..wow. WTF. It's Kumiho who actually has feelings for Tic, which is why she spared him. She was crushing on him HARD which was frightening since she is not supposed to be able to "feel."

In that sneak peak of his past and future we saw glimpses into his childhood, his Mother, his baptism, Leti, Tic in bed with a woman who wasn't Leti🤨, Tic at the bus stop heading to Chicago, and then Tic possibly dying. Spooky shit man..

I am seeing the DISCOURSE on Twitter regarding how Tic rolled out the red carpet for Ji-Ah (movie theater date) and that all Leti got was some good strokes and that was it. I have to agree that I notice in a lot of shows/films the apparent narrative that Black women have to struggle through pain/suffering in order to "earn" a man's love and affection. Leti has been the hero and saved the day more than once already but...the actual romance is chintzy between her and Tic. Hmmm...I can see how others are noticing a pattern here.

Is Tic really going to die in the end? Destiny isn't always set in stone as every daily decision that you make, will change your apparent future.

I'm not gonna lie to ya..I like these sex scenes (smirks). The actors are all fine af.

I get how this was pretty much a filler episode as it was not apart of the book at all. An intriguing way to bridge a gap between some of the things that occurred while Tic was in Korea.

Next Sunday we will FINALLY cross over into Hippolyta's story arc. It is going to be an exciting ride because 1.) Aunjanue Ellis and 2.) Physics.

[gingerwritess]

Okay but like think of this. Pre dating idiots where Loki is like doing shit he isn’t supposed to (cuz let’s face it when is he not) and reader finds him and is like yo wtf and he was to corner her and like starts growling about how she can’t tell fuckin anyone and it’s like fuckin hOT and shit idk sorry if it’s too specific I just love the pre dating tension 😅

You’re trying to have a normal Monday.

Thursday sucked, Friday you accidentally started dating a psychopath, and your weekend was full of anxious unease over what Monday might bring, given Loki’s latest threat.

Don’t think he meant it as a threat, but “maybe they’ll hire me” seems like a threat to you.

So this Monday, you head into work like normal.

You walk your normal distance, you go to your normal office and dump your stuff, you take your normal route to the break room, see the normal faces around the normal coffee pot and box of donuts.

You’re one sip into your first cup of joe when all the sudden your day starts with a spit take.

Coffee spews everywhere, all over your keys, phone, and ID resting on the counter, all over your freshly washed shirt, and Loki laughs.

He’d only nodded at you across the break room.

Crushing your now-empty cup in your fist, you steel yourself and march right over to the god—the doctor, I suppose, he’s not exactly himself at the moment—grab him by the ear, and drag him out of the room.

“You’re—ow—f-fiesty today, hm?” He’s trying to laugh at you, arms flailing as he scrambles to keep up with you; yeah, people are staring, but they don’t know who this new doctor shmoozing them around the coffee pot really is.

“Shut up,” you hiss, dragging him down the hall and shoving him into your office, slamming the door behind you. “You—you...you little shit.”

“Lovely to see you as well, darling.”

“Don’t—oh my god.”

“That’s me...”

“Why are you here??” Your voice cracks into an agonised wail, much to your dismay.

“I’m at work,” he calmly replies, pulling an ID card out of his suit pocket and waving it in your face. “And I’d appreciate if you let me be, I have patients to see to.”

No.

Your heart plummets and you gape at him, unable to do anything to stop him from turning on his heel and heading right back out the door.

Hired over one single weekend.

“Loki!” You shout and run after him, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him back. “I swear to god I’ll report you, you’re gonna kill someone—”

He whirls around, grabs hold of your arms, and drags you right back to your office—ignoring your rather loud protesting, kicking, and almost a scream for help—stopped in your throat by two nonexistent fingers pinching your tongue again.

The hold on your tongue releases when he pushes you into your office, casting a glance behind him before slamming the door shut.

“I should kill you,” he growls, and in a blink Dr. Laing is gone, the greasy, lanky, weasel of a god standing way too close to you instead. “If that’s the only way to get you to keep your mouth shut, I won’t hesitate—”

You can’t help but gulp.

“P-please don’t,” you whisper, voice betraying you. “I like my life.”

“Do you?” Loki pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh, eyes shut in obvious annoyance. “Look, I’m attempting to not kill anyone for the next few days, but if you can’t keep quiet...”

“I won’t say anything,” you swear, zipping two fingers over your lips. “I promise, I won’t tell, just let me go—”

Loki frowns, clearly not believing your pleads. “You’re a liability. It would be in my best interests to dispose of you.”

“But what if you didn’t,” you quickly offer, a sheepish smile on your face as you pat his hand—still fisted in your shirt and keeping you pinned to the wall. “J-just stop threatening to kill me and-and I won’t report you.”

His gaze flits from your face down to your hand, tapping the back of his, and he drops you.

Okay, you hadn’t realised he was holding you that high above the ground.

Scrambling to your feet, you stand back up to find yourself face to face with him.

Much too close.

He just narrows his eyes, glancing down at your throat as you swallow hard, squirming under his gaze.

His hands are twitching and with the way he’s watching your neck, you have half a mind to worry he’s about to strangle you—he certainly seems to be considering it.

Don’t back down first. Stand your ground.

You’re about to come at him with a snarky response to this little blackmail agreement when you freeze, eyes nearly rolling back in your head.

Oh my god. What is that smell??

He’s still staring, itching to kill you now, no doubt, but you can’t think straight—the scent clouds your senses and you nearly swoon.

It’s Loki.

It has to be, he’s the only thing close enough to you to be giving off a scent that strong—oh god, it’s good.

Every man in existence should be legally required to smell like this, you decide, fighting to keep yourself standing straight. For a split second, it doesn’t matter that it’s Loki, you’re about ready to hurl yourself at anyone who smells this good—

But he’s seconds away from murdering you in cold blood and seems to have no problem making you his fake little trophy wife for the sake of his escape plan, so...

“You smell awful.”

Might as well make him as uncomfortable as possible, seeing as he’s going to be blackmailing you—with the threat of death—into keeping his secrets.

“I live in a cell,” Loki snarls. “You live in a civilised shelter and actually have frequent access to a bath, yet even still...revolting.”

“You’re a dick, Loki, an absolute dick.”

“Did you...” he blinks a couple times and takes a step away from you, brow furrowed in frustration. “Did you forget that I just threatened to kill you?? You’re already insulting me again, you must be absolutely stupid.”

“I work in a tower full of superheroes,” you say simply. “One of whom is your brother, if I’m not mistaken? So I’d like to see you try.”

You slip past him, sick of sitting there backed against a wall drowning in his revoltingly not-awful scent—behind you, Loki can’t help but bare his teeth and clench his hands into shaking fists, knowing full well you’re right.

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[charincharge]

oh god I have the most embarrassing highschool story. So in sophomore year I had gym and then math, one morning I got to school and was just felt soooo sick. So I sat out most of gym and slept through a lot of math because my teachers knew I was sick. But my math room was also a computer room so it was realllly hot. So I’m like trying and failing to feel better and the guy I liked sat next to me and we were just getting to know eachother so I’m like trying not to throw up on him and scare him off but he knew I wasn’t feeling good so he like idk was being really sweet. Then like halfway through I shoot up in my seat because I know I’m gonna hurl. So I go to rush to the bathroom but I get to the door of our class and just hurl everywhere. I’m so embarrassed the guy I like is horrified and my teacher is like wtf what happened. So they call a custodian and whatever but because the room is so warm and there’s so many kids they cancel the rest of the class. So I’m in the hall laying on the ground covered in my vomit dying of embarrassment and everyone leaves through the other door and like says bye as they walk past me and the guy is just like avoiding going in my direction. So the next day I’m dreading going back but I get to class and our teachers not there yet and they cheered for me 😂 they’re like you got us out of the rest of class it was so great. Someone offered me $10 to do it again. I was like hell no. Thankfully the guy I liked got over it pretty quick and we ended up dating for a while, he avoided me in the hall because he wouldnt have been able to not laugh and he didn’t want me to hate him

okay, but for an embarrassing story - this seemed to work out okay for you, haha

[heyyyharry]

Chapter 15 - Before The Storm

(from the My Girl Trilogy: Be My Only)

…in which “a heart is not a home without the one who gets you through the storm.” {end of book 2}

Warning: smut, angst, fluff, and a WTF ending 🙃

Word count: 5.7k

AU: actor!Harry, older!Harry, younger!Y/N, (4-year age gap).

Chapter 14: I’ll Be There - Y/N shouldn’t have trusted her car, and Harry should’ve come home sooner.

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A/N: This is the last chapter of book 2! Read it now and don't forget to tell me what you think about the ending! Thank you sooooo much for your support! 😍 

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The cameras flashed and the intrusive questions hurled at Ruby as soon as she stepped out of her car. Turning a blind eye to the paparazzi, she hung her head and quickened her pace while navigating herself toward the hospital entrance. It wasn't until the automatic sliding door shut behind her, and all the screaming was muffled that she took off her sunglasses and heaved a sigh of relief. All eyes were on her as she walked up to the front desk. She supposed some people knew who she was, but thank God, no one came up to ask for a picture.

"I'm here to see a patient named Y/N Y/L/N," Ruby said to the nurse who wasn't even looking at her as she held up a finger, telling the actress to wait.

"Good morning, Patricia!" A man walked past the front desk and waved at the nurse. Ruby didn't pay attention to him until Patricia called out his name.

"Yo, Bradford!" The dark-skinned lady snapped her fingers as he turned around. "This rich white girl is here to see your daughter."

Daughter?! Ruby was startled, her mouth was agape, but the man had already walked over to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/N's dad," he said, pointing to the nurse. "Don't mind Patricia. She's always kidding."

"No, it's fine, I—"

"Next time don't show up at a hospital in an Audi. This ain't your runway," Patricia said as she eyed Ruby up and down.

Fortunately, Bradford changed the subject, "are you a friend of Y/N's?"

"Uh...yeah." She nodded. "Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Ruby."

"Call me Bradford," he said and jerked his head toward the double door to the corridor. "Follow me. I'll walk you to her room."

Ruby thanked Bradford and Patricia as well, but the nurse didn't seem very impressed as she gave the actress the side-eye until she was gone. Seeing worry etched on her face, Bradford had to reassure her, "Patricia says things like that all the time but she's actually very nice."

"Do you know all the nurses here?"

"Only some." He shrugged. "I've been here with Y/N for a week. There's nothing to do but talk to the nurses."

"Wow...Y/N is um...she's very lucky to have a loving father like you."

The corners of his mouth turned up as he thanked her and they kept on walking. "Her boyfriend is very helpful too," he added. "He's spent every night here since he got back from France."

"Her boyfriend is...an actor, right?"

"Yeah," Bradford said, but then doubt overtook his face. "Did you get that on the news or—"

"No, no, I...um...I know both of them," she admitted while twisting the ring on her middle finger.

"Aaaah, I see." He nodded. "I don't keep up with the news, but my wife does. She's told me about what the people online are saying about Y/N and it just breaks my heart. I can never read those things, you know? It'll only drive me crazy knowing I can't protect my little girl."

Ruby only gave a quivery smile yet her silence urged Bradford to continue.

"What model is your car?"

His unexpected question caught her by surprise. "Uh...it's an Audi R8 Spyder."

"Oh my." His eyes went round. "Are you famous like Harry?"

"Sadly no," she lied, chuckling a bit.

"Well, that's a really nice car you got there."

"Thank you."

"I'm saving up to get Y/N a new car, but I think Harry is planning on giving her one of his. But she'll probably be so mad because she hates getting things for free. That kid could be so stubborn sometimes."

Listening to this man talk about his daughter with so much love made Ruby happy and sad at the same time. She was happy to know a father like him still existed. But she was sad because she had never been in Y/N's shoes.

Her father had been a nightmare. Her mother had died when she was very young and she'd had to live with a cold-hearted man who had beaten her up and called her insulting names like ‘whore’ or ‘slut’ or ‘a worthless piece of shit’. And she'd grown up thinking she was exactly what those words told her to be.

She had left home at eighteen and struggled to make it on her own until her ex discovered her and helped her build her career. But as it turned out, he just wanted her to be in his life as a piece of decoration which he could easily toss away when he was finally bored.

Even though she hated to admit it, she envied Y/N for everything she'd got. A loving father. A normal life. And a lover who would treat her with respect and choose her over the world. She would kill to have all that even for just one day.

Harry had been the only man who'd loved and accepted her for who she'd been. And the thing that she regretted the most up till now was letting him go. They said, 'never say never'. But in this case, 'never' was the only answer.

"We're here."

Bradford's voice pulled her back to reality as they turned right at the end of the corridor.

"She's awake and Harry is with her," he said, pointing to one door on the right. "You go in there. I'm gonna get some coffee or I might pass out."

"Oh...okay...Thank you," Ruby mumbled. Anxiety was burning in her chest as she stepped closer to the door and looked through the rectangular window. The couple was sitting on the bed, facing away from the entrance. She could hear their voices well because the door was slightly open. It seemed like Harry was braiding his girlfriend's hair and she was scolding at him for his terrible work.

"Okay, again, for the fifth time," Y/N breathed. "First, divide the hair into three even sections. Cross the left section over the middle one, and then cross the right section over the middle section. How hard can it be?!"

"All I can remember is the word 'section'," he said, making her cackle. "Hey, stop moving!"

"I've been sitting like this for half an hour already!"

"Fifteen minutes." Harry untangle her hair so he could try again and snorted when she released a long sigh. "If you want to be pretty, you must be a good girl and let me do my magic."

"Your magic takes forever. I want a refund."

"Here." He gave her bare shoulder a kiss, before readjusting her hospital gown to cover it up.

On the other side of the door, Ruby was plucking at the cuff of her jacket as her eyes stayed fixed on the happy couple. She was there to see Y/N, but after what had happened in Paris, she worried about how Harry might react when he saw her there. He wouldn't believe she'd come to apologize to his girlfriend. After everything that she'd done, she was lucky that he had forgiven her. So what should she do now? Was she just going to wait until he left?

"I feel like you're doing it wrong," said Y/N as she reached behind her, but Harry smacked her hand away before she could touch her hair. The girl grumbled something at him and picked up the handheld mirror to see what he was doing. But Ruby's startled face was the first thing she saw.

The blonde backed away from the door, hands clenched into a fist pressing against her chest. She expected Y/N to tell Harry, but then she heard, "baby, I'm thirsty."

"Drink your water," he said.

"No, I want a coke," she grumbled. "Can you go downstairs to buy me one?"

"Baby, I can't leave you here alone."

"It'll only take a minute. I'll be fine. Please?"

There was a moment of silence before Harry let go a heavy sigh.

"Okay, fine." He chuckled. Ruby heard him move a chair as he stood up and put on his shoes. "I'll be back in a minute to finish braiding your hair."

"Yes, sir!"

The door creaked open, and the actress was quick to run and hide behind a wall. She waited until the man was out of sight to return to Y/N's room and finally knock on the door, asking if she could enter. There was no point hiding now that she'd been caught.

"Come in," Y/N said.

Ruby slowly walked in, her lips pressed into an awkward smile.

"Hi."

"Hi," said the younger girl, who was now sitting with her back against the headboard as she pointed to the chair by her bed. "Would you like to sit down?"

"No, it's fine, I—" Ruby held her hands together and shifted from one foot to the other. "Um...I heard about your accident so...uh...I came to see how you're doing."

With a slight chuckle, Y/N rolled her eyes. "Let me guess, I was trending on Twitter and people wished I was dead?"

Ruby kept quiet for a few seconds and decided to not answer that question. She knew that most of Harry's fans disliked Y/N, but they had no reason to send the girl death threats. Ruby understood why they had been against her and Harry, but Y/N was just a normal college student. Her life wasn't exposed to the public like Ruby's was. How could people hate someone they'd never met before?

As soon as she asked herself that question, Ruby realized that she'd been one of those people too. She had hated Y/N simply because of Harry. It was shameful. But at least now she knew she was wrong.

"I'm actually here to apologize," Ruby said as she took a few steps closer to the bed. "I...um...I'm sorry for the things I've said and done. And I'm sorry for what you're going through right now. Harry clearly loves you, and you love him. Well, we both love him pretty much the same but...you're better at it, and...you're a better person, too."

Y/N scoffed. "I wouldn't say I'm a better person—"

"You are to me," Ruby cut her off, and with a smile, changed the subject, "so when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow," Y/N said, smiling back. "I'm so glad I don't have to stay for another week. I think I've caused enough trouble for Harry and my dad already."

"Your dad really loves you."

"You've met him?"

"Yeah, I ran into him in the lobby and he took me here."

Y/N tossed her head back as she groaned into her palm, making the blonde giggle. "Did he say something embarrassing about me? I'm pretty sure he did."

"Don't worry. He said all the wonderful things," Ruby said as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Um...I guess...I'm going now so you can rest."

"Wait, one more thing."

Ruby stopped at the door and looked back over her shoulder. 

"Good luck," was all Y/N said, but she knew Ruby knew exactly what that meant.

Smiling, the actress thanked her and then walked out before Harry came back.

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Harry thought this hallway had as much personality as the rest of the hospital. The walls simply grew from the floor and stretched upward to the matching slate grey ceiling. There were commercial prints everywhere on the walls, tasteful but dull. And the floor was so new and spotless it made Harry uncomfortable. He'd spent four nights here already, still, he couldn't get used to the place. So even though they were leaving tomorrow night, he thought he should get some flowers for Y/N's room as she might need some colour in there to cheer her up.

It was 7 PM on a Friday so Harry expected a line of at least four or five people waiting in front of the vending machine on the ground floor. However, there was just one other person. And it was the last person he wanted to run into right now.

"Hey," Isaac said as he grabbed his coke and stepped aside so Harry could use the machine.

"You just got here?" Harry asked and inserted a coin. He wasn't looking at Isaac, but he didn't have to do it to see that little smile on his face.

"Yeah," Isaac replied and popped the tab on the can. "Since when did you drink coke? Is that for Smiley?"

Bambi, the voice inside Harry's head auto-corrected the nickname, but he didn't say it aloud and nodded instead. "Yeah," was all he said before getting the can out of the machine and turned to Isaac. "Let's go. She'll be happy to see you."

"Actually..." Isaac stopped him before he could walk away. "I want to talk to you first. It's about...the other day."

"It's okay." Harry waved him off. "We were both exhausted that night. There's no need to mention it."

"I still think we need to talk," Isaac insisted, looking so serious that Harry was left with no other choice but to stay.

They found a row of chairs and sat down side by side. Isaac had finished his drink, but he kept the can to fidget with as he spoke, probably too nervous about the things he was going to say.

"I'm very sorry for what I said to you," he began. "I just want you to know that I don't want to come between you and Smiley. I made up my mind when we broke up and...and even if you two weren't together now, I still wouldn't try to win her back because she doesn't love me. No matter how many times I've been there for her, she could never love me the way she loves you and we all know that."

Harry massaged the back of his neck as he drew in a long breath, thinking for a moment before he spoke, "the truth is, sometimes I'm jealous of how calm and simple and good your relationship was. I wish I could give her the same thing, but now her name and photos are everywhere on the internet. And I keep thinking about what you said. You weren't completely wrong. She wouldn't have gone through so much if she was still with you."

"But she doesn't want to be with me. That's just how it is, mate," Isaac said as he chuckled and patted Harry on the back. "I was way too harsh on you. It wasn't your choice to not be there when she crashed her car. It wasn't your fault."

"That's the worst," Harry mumbled, breaking the short-lasting silence. "It's always the things that we can't control."

Isaac gave his best friend a quizzical look, but seeing how stressful he was, he had to get up and tell him, "let's go, Y/N is waiting."

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Most people hated the storm. But it was that moment of absolute stillness before the sky darkened and the rain started to pour that Y/N feared the most. It was the anxiety when you didn't know how bad it was going to get, or the absolute ignorance delight which turned into distress in a matter of seconds. She would compare that stillness to wearing your favorite dress to the park on a beautiful sunny day, only to get drenched by a sudden rain because you didn't have an umbrella with you. But the thing was, you could always wash your pretty dress or get a new one and you'd be happy again. The same things didn't apply to people, feelings, or moments.

Today was the day Y/N finally got to leave the hospital. And it was a beautiful day.

Bradford had gone back to Holmes Chapel earlier that afternoon to take care of some business and he fully trusted Harry to take care of his daughter. However, when Harry and Y/N got to the main lobby to head out to his car, Patricia stopped the couple and warned them about the crowd waiting outside. Someone in the hospital had told the paparazzi Y/N was leaving today, so those people were there to get the latest photos of her and Harry together for the first time.

With a straight face, Harry asked Y/N if she'd like him to call his bodyguard, but she said no so he gave a nod and told Patricia that there was nothing to worry about, they could handle it. His voice was casual and light and he managed to fool the nurse with his nonchalant appearance. However, she could feel his discomposure as their fingers intertwined.

"Hold my hand tightly. Don't let go," he said.

Y/N gave a nod as she sucked in a deep breath and stayed close to her boyfriend's side. She squeezed his hand, feeling her pulse pounding in her temples and her legs shaking. She was afraid she would trip, but it became the last thing on her mind when they walked through the door.

The flashing lights blinded her, words were thrown at them like rocks, and the paparazzi were shouting out a bunch of questions but she couldn't understand a single one as her head was spinning and her vision went white. Lurching aimlessly ahead, she felt like she couldn't breathe. What if she ran out of oxygen? What if she fell and hit her head? What if—

Wait, Harry!

"Harry!" she screamed, grasping frantically onto nothing to search for his hand to hold but all that she saw around her were strange faces.

"Bambi!"

"Harry, I'm here!"

"Bambi!"

He kept calling out her name but she couldn't find him anywhere. The cameras kept on flashing and she couldn't see anything when someone shoved her forward. She lost her balance. Her body was pushed like a rag doll back and forth between warm bodies. She thought she might pass out when two strong arms secured around her torso and pulled her back up.

"Don't fucking touch her!" Harry barked at the rude strangers as he pressed her to his chest, quickly guiding her to his car.

She felt like she could cry. Even when there were just the two of them driving away in utter silence, she still felt tears sting her eyes but she didn't allow them to fall. Not here, not now, not in front of him.

Harry kept taking his eyes off the road to check on her, constantly asking if she was okay because he didn't believe her when she said she was. She was shaking like a leaf now. She just wanted to get home.

"Why are we at your house?" she asked when he drove through the gate.

Not looking at her, he said, "we're safer here."

"But you're with me now," she murmured, not sure if he'd hear it, but she assumed that he had and he just didn't want to respond. He didn't want to tell her that he couldn't protect her as he'd promised. He'd failed to protect her earlier, and it bothered him more than it should. Seeing him like this was killing her from within.

She'd been waiting for this day. The day he returned to London and they were alone in the bedroom at last, and they would climb in bed together and she would be home, in his arms. She was supposed to show him the new story she'd been working on and he was supposed to rant about Paris and get scolded for spoiling her with expensive presents he'd brought home. And she was supposed to feel nothing but bliss. Because with him by her side, she was supposed to feel safe.

But now she was watching in silence as he shrugged off his jacket and draped it on the chair by the window. He walked to his bed, his footsteps felt heavy, as if he was chained to a large rock that he had to drag everywhere he went. Watching him sit on the edge of the bed with his head in his hand, she was second-guessing his next move or the next thing he was about to say, if he was to say anything at all.

"What a crazy night," she spoke so he didn't have to. She knew she shouldn't have expected her nervous laughter to lighten up the mood, because nothing could. And she should've taken his grim silence as a sign to shut up already. But if anything, it only urged her to try again. "What do you want for dinner?" The question came out forcefully.

She couldn't cook and she wasn't even hungry. She just wanted this to feel like a normal couple's conversation. She just wanted them to be a normal couple. But now it was clear that they would never be normal.

"Can you sit down with me for a moment?" he asked, his voice was hoarse. Worried he might have scared her by sounding too serious, he gave her a reassuring smile which didn't make her feel any better. Still, she didn't object and came to sit down by his side.

Shaking his head, Harry pulled her to his lap. His arms came circled around her waist, holding her tightly as he laid his head on her shoulder and let her comb her fingers through his hair. No word was exchanged for the next two minutes.

Y/N couldn't tell what was going on in Harry's mind, but she was no stranger to this — the moment between everything and nothing at all. The moment when you were alone with your lover and both of you realized the secret world you'd created was already gone. It made you think that maybe you'd been in denial this entire time, because you had wanted it to work, but then it didn't, and you had no one to blame.

Thunder boomed outside, violent to the ears as lighting cracked the blackened sky in half. Then came the first drops of rain drumming against his bedroom window, but neither one of them seemed to be bothered. They clung to each other like it was their last chance to do so. A storm and an accident had brought him back to her, and now she feared they would take him away.

When he started to cry, she did too. He repeated the same two words "I'm sorry" into her neck, as if it was going to change anything if he said it enough.

That wasn't the 'I'm sorry I hurt you' type of apology, because he didn't hurt her. He could never do that. What made those words hit so hard was the fact that it sounded like an unspoken goodbye which could be translated to, 'I'm sorry because I can't do anything to change this', or 'I'm sorry because you deserve better.'

But there was no better. There was just him. He was everything she'd ever wanted and she wouldn't mind taking a bullet for him, so tonight hadn't changed anything. And given time, she might get used to dealing with the paparazzi and his crazy 'fans'. She believed that. The problem was, he didn't. He might have wanted to, but he loved and cared about her too much to even risk it now. He would never be at peace if he stayed with her. He wouldn't have endured all this anxiety if it hadn't been for her.

"This is over, isn't it?" she asked tearfully as he pulled away and touched her cheek.

His voice broke as he looked deep into her eyes and whispered, "I can never love anyone the way I love you."

Funny how those were the words that made her laugh. "If that's how you break up with someone, you're doing it wrong." He watched with his brows furrowed as she wiped away her tears. "It's okay. We can...we can pretend like this never happened. Us. We never happened. We can...um...we can still be friends. Yeah? We can do that..."

Who was she fooling? Not herself. Definitely not him. He could see right through her.

When he wrapped his strong arms around her shoulders and pulled her head back to his chest, she let herself fall apart. She gripped his shirt and cried her heart out, at the same time, not wanting him to touch her body just to leave her again. But then she looked up and their eyes met, and her heart told her to kiss him. So that was what she did. She captured his mouth with her own, tasting their salty tears as she panted and begged, "just this once, please. Just this one, and then...and then I'll go."

She felt his heart against her palm as their bodies glued to one another like two broken puzzle pieces lost in translation. His hands held tightly to her hips as he twisted his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. Her body shuddered as his hands moved under her shirt and up her back, warming up her cool skin.

"I'm so sorry," she choked out, but he shushed her immediately, shaking his head.

"No, baby, don't say that," he exhaled against her neck, kissing the skin before sinking his teeth in. Her fingertips dug into his back before she pulled his shirt over his head and then her own came off as well. She hugged herself to him, feeling her muscles vibrating, sore from the tension.

They had never properly said goodbye since their first kiss in the treehouse. She had been fourteen, innocent and hopeful. And goodbye hadn't felt so hard as her stealing the first kiss from him had made up for the sadness she'd felt inside. Now she was twenty-one, and he was twenty-five, and they knew exactly what was going to happen after goodbye. Both were scared to even think about it now.

"I love you so much," he told her before flipping her to her back and pulled her jeans from her legs, wrapping his fingers behind her neck to crash her lips to his. Both of them reached down to undo his belt and fly, pulling him free without taking his jeans off. They had never felt this desperate. They needed to remind themselves that they were real, at least at this moment. And as he sank into her, she knew that nothing would ever feel like him again.

He thrust hard and deep as her palms braced against his shoulders, holding him so close she could feel him everywhere while he cupped her neck and kissed her throat. Their hips were moving in sync as her eyes squeezed closed. He pulled back despite her resistance and held the back of her knee to lift her leg up and push in deep, making her cry out and grip his hair. He dipped slow and deep, ruining her for everyone else after him. But would there be anyone after him? How could she move on when she was more than certain he was the only one she would ever love? She didn't want this. She couldn't let him go. She wanted to change her mind. She needed to tell him now, but the words got stuck in her throat only to come out as breathy sounds of his name.

"God, I'm gonna miss you," he groaned against her as she held onto his back. She wished she'd misheard it and he'd only said 'I missed you', but she knew those were the actual words that had come out of his mouth. This was happening. They were going to end tonight.

She didn't recognize her own voice as she cried out under him, her walls clenching around him, pulsing, causing him to spill over, giving her his warmth for one last time.

There it was.

That stillness again.

He laid his head against her chest and let her play with his hair. In those frozen seconds, it felt like the end of the world. Everything was dead, even them, except for the rain, which was the only excuse for them to lie there for over an hour. Neither was ready to make this ending official.

Y/N was the first to move. She knew if she hadn't, they would have stayed there forever. She got up and put on her clothes in silence. Harry watched from the bed as the hazy pink light cast her shadow on the wall. She looked so fragile. This moment took him back to a year ago on the night she told him she loved him and walked out of the door. He was about to relive that night again. This time, there would be no treehouse to bring her back.

"Don't worry about me." She smiled as he sat up. "I'll call a taxi."

In a flash, she was out of the door. 'Saying goodbye is like removing a bandage', she had once told him, 'the faster you do it, the less it hurt.' So now that the rain outside had lessened, she knew she had to leave even if it killed her knowing she was leaving behind half of her heart in that room.

The stillness made him shiver.

"Wait, Bambi, wait!" he shouted and bolted to the door. She was injured so when he got downstairs she hadn't made it to the porch yet. Her teary eyes were wide with shock when she saw him. She expected him to say something, but he marched straight towards her and his arms tightened around her waist, pulling her in.

"Stay with me." He breathed, clutching onto her as tightly as he had on the night of his motorbike accident.

Her hands squeezed into fists as they pressed against his back. She was sobbing, choking on the words that struggled to escape her lips, "we can't do this...I-I just...I just want you to be happy."

"I'm only happy when I'm with you. I'm only myself when I'm with you." His breathing hitched as his knees grew weak and he thought he might slump to the cold tiles on the floor if she let him go. "Please stay with me and we'll get through this together. I'm not giving up on us, not again. I need you. I need you..."

She pulled back, holding his flushed cheeks. Tears were running down her face and there was rawness in it, like her pain was caused by an open wound. The voice in his head was telling him to get ready to watch her walk out. He knew his Bambi. Once she'd made up her mind, she wouldn't give in. She would leave him tonight, and he would never get to see her again.

But then she looked him in the eyes and a smile tugged at her chapped lips. "The heart is a little fireplace..." she said.

Harry's chest nearly burst open at the sound of those words. He felt as if invisible holes were poked into his skin so the light from within could shine right through. Taking her back into his strong arms, he kissed her with everything he'd got, telling her he loved her more than anything in this world and would never give up on her.

"I love you, too," she mumbled into his chest. "Only you."

They hugged each other as the rain outside finally quieted down and the sky cleared to prepare for dawn. They knew when the daylight came, everything would go back to the way it was before the storm, except for the ones who'd had gone through it. They wouldn't be the same. Happiness came when a battle was over.

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"You've got to see people's reactions. It's absolutely fucking priceless, man!"

Isaac chuckled as he scrolled through Instagram on his iPad. "I'm reading the comments right now," he told Niall, who was on the phone and couldn't stop squealing for he was too elated. It was only nine in the morning and their best friend had broken the internet.

The people of London had woken up to a new Instagram post by Harry Styles. It was a photo of a girl standing by the window as sunlight ignited the room to vivid golden hues. The caption contained only two words: My girl. There was no explanation. No nothing. Just, 'My girl'. And people were free to come up with stories of their own and discuss what they assumed was 'the truth'. After all, there were only two people who knew what it was.

Isaac couldn't describe the feeling he'd got when he saw the post. That was his two best friends finally showing the world that they were stronger than the ones who wanted to break them. And so after he'd said goodbye to Niall and ended the phone call, he tapped like on Harry's photo and left a comment to congratulate them. Then a text popped up on the top of his screen.

⌲ Smiley: Hey, wanna read my new story?

He combed his fingers through his hair, chuckling at her straightforwardness as he typed down a message.

⌲ Well, good morning to you too!

⌲ Btw, I just saw the photo. Congratulations!

⌲ Smiley: It was you who introduced me to modeling. I won't forget about you when I become the next Kendall Jenner.

Her reply made him laugh.

⌲ Smiley: Well? Wanna read my new story?

⌲ Smiley: I showed it to Harry last night and he loved it!

⌲ Sure. Email me.

⌲ Smiley: Yay! Let me know what you think!

It only took a second for her email to arrive as if she'd had that draft ready and only waited for him to say yes to press send right away. The thought of that made Isaac chuckle. It didn't matter if he wasn't the one she chose in the end. Being someone she trusted to share her writing with was more than enough for him.

Besides, smiley Y/N was always the best Y/N.

Checking his watch, Isaac got up and walked to the counter. It was early and the machines were yet to warm, but he wasn't in a rush. He took this chance to drink in the aroma of the place. He came to this coffee shop every morning and only ordered a black coffee and a danish for breakfast. But there was a new barista today, so he couldn't just walk in and have everything ready for him to take, pay and leave as usual.

The new barista was a girl who seemed to be older than Y/N but younger than him. She looked tired although it was only the morning of her first day, but who was he to judge a complete stranger? He asked for his danish to be warmed and saw a spark in her eyes as she looked up, her face relaxed with a sweet smile.

"I'm sorry it's taking forever. This is my first day here so please forgive me if I make any mistake," she told him.

He was about to tell her to take her time, but he didn't even get a chance to speak as the shop owner poked her head through the door behind the girl and shouted at her, "Styles, you forgot your name tag!"

"Styles?"

"That's my name," she told Isaac who raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Your...first name?"

His question made her chuckle. "No, silly." She looked at him funny. "My first name is Emilia. Emilia Styles."

(End of book 2)

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NEW FICS COMING OUT IN DECEMBER!

❤︎ STAY MINE - the last book in the 'My Girl' Trilogy. (For those who don't understand the ending, Emilia is a new character which will be introduced in this final book.)

and a new series called...

❤︎ THE CONMAN AND THE MAID 

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I will post the official announcements for these fics in mid-November. Stay tuned!

Love, Allie.

[the-black-birb]

𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢'𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐲 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐!)

This fic features Bokuto, Akaashi, Kuroo, Kenma, Futakuchi, and a reader character. There are no explicit romanitc pairings.

Warnings: swearing and poorly attempted humor

Summary: a bunch of idiots go go an ice skating rink. Chaos ensues

A/N: this is part of a collaborative fic with ellie (@babiekeiji ) for qee's bday!! Happy birthday cutie ilysm

QeeDay Masterlist

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

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[DIRECT MESSAGE]

Friday, 7:16 PM

waiyenn and futacoochieslayer are online!

waiyenn: KENJIIII ヽ(^o^)丿

futacoochieslayer: wot do you want from me

waiyenn: c’mon it’s the eve of my birthday be nicer to me

futacoochieslayer: but it’s not your bday yet 凸-_-凸

waiyenn: .

futacoocieslayer: wazzup

waiyenn: soooo about ice skating …

futaocoochieslayer: man don’t cancel on me now

futaocoochieslayer: i already bought passes

futaocoochieslayer: no one else is free

futaocoochieslayer: i’ll have to invite koganegawa

futaocoochieslayer: you want to see him on ice? i’ll be miserable

waiyenn: shut up im not cancelling

waiyenn: yet

futaocoochieslayer: go ahead and cancel its ur bday not mine, luv

waiyenn: make up your mind drama queen

waiyenn: anyway i invited a few of my friends along

futaocoochieslayer: ….. who

waiyenn: yk, akaashi and kenma…

futaocoochieslayer:  they’re quiet

futaocoochieslayer: they’ll stay out of my way

futaocoochieslayer:  that’s fine

waiyenn:... and kuroo and bokuto

futaocoochieslayer: is that 

futaocoochieslayer: the chest receive guy

futaocoochieslayer: with the really nice ass

waiyenn:  that’s the one

futaocoochieslayer: who won’t shut up.

waiyenn: :)

futaocoochieslayer:  it was supposed to be a nice evening yn

futaocoochieslayer:  we were supposed to bond

waiyenn: it’s my birthday kenji

futaocoochieslayer: ofc my bad

futaocoochieslayer: your birthday, your right to ruin it

 [DIRECT MESSAGE]

Friday, 9:08 PM

akaashi and futacoochieslayer are online!

futaocoochieslayer: you’re the voice of reason, right?

akaashi: Pardon me?

futaocoochieslayer: listen idc if you guys come along 

futaocoochieslayer: hell, please come along! maybe it’ll make me look better

futaocoochieslayer: but i’ve been trying to get a date with yn for months

futaocoochieslayer: don’t mess this up for me

futaocoochieslayer: and don’t let your friends either

futaocoochieslayer: sweet dreams (✿◠‿◠)

akaashi: Oh my

akaashi: Alright, I’ll do my best.

 [SILENCE, BOKUTO]

Saturday, 7:56 AM

akaashi, applepi, and tetsubro are online!

akaashi: bokuto.

applepi: akaashi not capitalizing??

tetsubro: oh bokuto’s got him MAD mad

tetsubro: y’all pray for my boy bokuto nothings wrong w him he’s just a dumbass 

akaashi: bokuto get online this instant

tetsubro: bold of you to assume he’s even awake at this hour

captain_daddy is online!

captain_daddy: guys you wont believe what happened

captain_daddy: i woke up to chills

captain_daddy: do you think a ghost was in my room???

captain_daddy: maybe i could get on buzzfeed unsolved

applepi: i think u have to worry about more than a ghost

akaashi: bokuto.

captain_daddy: agaaashi ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

akaashi: would you like to share with the class what you and yn discussed?

captain_daddy: oh yeah!!!! i asked her if we were on for saturday

tetsubro: and she said…?

captain_daddy: we’re going ice skating instead!!!!

applepi: we’re going what?

tetsubro: bro u can italicize text????

tetsubro: that’s meta

akaashi: We’re what???

akaashi: when did we ever agree to that...

captain_daddy: ice skating!! it’ll be super fun!!!!

akaashi: Who are we ice skating with?

captain_daddy: yn ofc!! and someone else she said…

captain_daddy: futaba?

applepi: from persona?

akaashi: -_-

tetsubro: poor akaashi…...

tetsubro: what has the world come to

akaashi: do you mean futakuchi?

captain_daddy: yeah!! that one!!!

captain_daddy: ur so cool akaashi

captain_daddy: how do you know him?

akaashi: Long story.

tetsubro: wait if it was just supposed to be futakuchi and yn

tetsubro: ...are we crashing a date?

captain_daddy: nah yn didn’t say anything about it

appepi: she didnt say or u left too early for her to explain?

captain_daddy: nah bro she invited us

tetsubro: you’re sure?

captain_daddy: yes

tetsubro: positive?

captain_daddy: yes, bro

tetsubro: bro (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)ﻭ

captain_daddy: BROOO!!!!! ٩(♡ε♡ )۶

akaashi: yn might not think it’s a date, but Futakuchi does.

tetsubro: huh?

tetsubro: HUH????? 

applepi: fucking hell

applepi: lets get this over with

 Saturday, 10:36 AM

waiyenn created group [PARTAYYYYY]

waiyenn added futacoochieslayer, akaashi, applepi, tetsubro, and captain_daddy to [PARTAYYYYY]

everyone is online!

waiyenn: is everyone ready to embarrass ourselves on ice •̀.̫•́✧

futacoochieslayer: first person to fall buys lunch

applepi: no one’s going to fall for that

captain_daddy: UR ON FUTABA

futacoochieslayer: falling includes getting pushed over :)

tetsubro: it’ll be a miracle if no one ends up in the hospital by the end of this

akaashi: No one is going to the hospital today.

akaashi: We’re going to follow the rules that they have.

akaashi: If anyone can’t skate, they’ll have a partner and stay close to the wall.

tetsubro: @captain_daddy will u be my partner?

captain_daddy: ofc bro

tetsubro: bro…. (｡>﹏<｡)

futacoochieslayer: yn

waiyenn: no lol

futacoochieslayer: i didnt even ask

waiyenn: you’ll drop me

futacoochieslayer: i’ll fall for u ;)

waiyenn: man wtf 

applepi: im gonna hurl

applepi: wheres the skating rink anyways

futacoochieslayer: u dont know?

futacoochieslayer: lmao scrubs

futacoochieslayer: dont u live all the way in tokyo?

tetsubro: shit

captain_daddy: wait are we gonna miss it TT TT

appepi: bokuto ur literally sitting on the train next to me

applepi: We’re on the way to Miyagi

waiyenn: kenji can u send akaashi the address

futacoochieslayer: why do i have to

waiyenn: (｡ŏ﹏ŏ)

futacoochieslayer: fine.

akaashi: I’m sorry, yn, I think we’re going to be a little late.

futacoochieslayer: more time for me and yn :)

waiyenn: it’s ok guys we can wait for you

tetsubro: wow yn

tetsubro: so cold

waiyenn: ???

applepi: ur just as bad as bokuto

 [DIRECT MESSAGE]

Saturday, 12:43 PM

akaashi and futacoochieslayer are online!

futacoochieslayer: [address]

futacoochieslayer: don’t. ruin. this. for me.

akaashi: I don’t have to 

akaashi: I’m fairly certain you already ruined this for yourself

akaashi: Did you ever consider tell yn this was supposed to be a date?

futacoochieslayer: ah fuck

 [PARTAYYYYY]

Saturday, 1:27 PM

waiyenn, akaashi, applepi, tetsubro, and captain_daddy are online!

captain_daddy: WE’RE IN MIYAGI BABYYYY

akaashi: We’re headed your way now.

akaashi: Are you at the rink?

waiyenn: nah we went to grabbed some lunch while we were waiting

waiyenn: there’s a panera bread that you’ll pass on the way

tetsubro: futakuchi paid for lunch right?

waiyenn: yes lol he’s not that bad

applepi: i see the panera 

applepi: is that futakuchi with you?

captain_daddy: HE’S SO TALL

tetsubro: word

tetsubro: from the way he was texting i was expecting an incel

tetsubro: he looks more like a chad

waiyenn: lmfaooo

futacoochieslayer is online!

futacoochieslayer: srsly yn this is why u were staring at your phone

futacoochieslayer: whatever happened to having a conversation

waiyenn: okay grandpa

futacoochieslayer: that’s grandaddy to you

waiyenn:  (▀̿̿Ĺ̯̿▀̿ ̿) i cannot see

futacoochieslayer: oh

futacoochieslayer: kuroo, right?

futacoochieslayer: i am a chad ;)

tetsubro: *///*

tetsubro: oya?

captain_daddy: oyaoya?

tetsubro: oyaoyaoya?

applepi: sigh

akaashi: Since we’re here can we please all stop texting.

akaashi: If you put your skates on wrong because you’re distracted, it’ll be dangerous.

waiyenn: yes mom

[artificialqueens]

Tree House Kisses, Chapter 5 (Adorney) - Scorpio and Veronica

Chapter Summary: Just when Adore’s tired of being tired, someone new shows up. But why wasn’t Courtney informed?

Chapter 5: Shape of You

Adore shoved a couple of chips into her mouth, nose wrinkled in disgust, watching the obvious way Roy was flirting with Courtney, and the shameless way she was lapping up the attention. It had started with him teasing her, and currently had devolved into him attempting to tickle her on the grassy hillside where the group ate their lunch, as Courtney shrieked and giggled and pretended to want him to stop.

It had been a strange summer. After the bombshell news about Courtney’s parents dropped, Adore had decided not to reveal anything to her best friend about her sexuality yet. She tried to be a rock, a shoulder to cry on. She made a serious effort to spend time with Courtney all summer - even begging Bonnie to take Courtney along with them when they visited her cousins in Arizona, and making sure that no more than a few hours went by without a text.

Sometimes, she felt like she was leading a double life. Because while all that was going on, at the same time, she was taking every possible opportunity to sneak off with Violet. They had long since passed the days of mere make-outs in the tree house, and graduated to more adult forms of sexual experimentation. Violet was desperately in love with Fame, another girl in their class (although she tried to act cool about it), and it helped Adore to know that neither one of them was going to have their feelings crushed - at least, not by each other.

As Courtney had become fond of saying - romance and love and relationships were utter bullshit. The only thing in life that could truly be counted on were your friends.

And even that, Adore realized, was not guaranteed, as she watched her best friend act like a total fucking braindead idiot with a boy who had been annoying them since elementary school.

“Royyyyy, stoooop!” Courtney whined, giggling and simpering at him.

Adore stood up, the remnants of her lunch in her hands. “You know, when you want someone to stop touching you, giggling and batting your eyelashes is kind of a mixed message,” she said, then turned and flounced away.

Courtney jumped up and hurried after her. “Dory, wait up!”

Roy sighed slightly, whining to no one in particular, “Goddammit. Adore totally just fucked up my game.”

Jamin and Bob both laughed.

“What game?” Jamin asked.

“Yeah bro, you got no game,” Bob added.

“I have game!” Roy defended.

Alyssa and Darienne exchanged a look.

“Sorry, how long have you liked Courtney?” asked Darienne.

“Yeah, and you’re still just friends?” added Alyssa, with a judgmental pop of her tongue. “Maybe she’s trying to tell you something.”

The pretty brunette gave Roy a playful shove, fluttering her lashes.

“I’m taking it slow.”

“You’ve known her since you were like 3. That’s reeeeeeal slow, man,” Thorgy laughed.

“No fuckin’ game,” Bob proclaimed.

-

“Courtney!” Roy hurried up to Courtney at her locker, trying to catch her between the lunch bell and fifth period.

“Hey.” Courtney turned around, shutting her locker and flashing him a lopsided grin.

“Um...so...have you seen that new Exorcist movie yet?”

“Nope...have you?”

“No, but, uh...I heard it’s good. I was gonna try to see it this weekend.”

“Cool...” Courtney smiled, giving him a glimmer of hope.

“Are you free Friday? Do you want to maybe come with me?” Roy asked tentatively.

“Sure,” she agreed, slinging her backpack over her shoulder. “Who else is coming?”

“Oh. Um…” Roy shifted slightly. “I kind of thought it would just be the two of us.” He watched her face carefully as recognition dawned in her eyes.

“Oh…” she said softly, biting her lip nervously.

Roy cleared his throat and quickly backtracked, “You know, as friends.” He gave her a shaky smile, flashing his dimples.

“Right! Of course!” Courtney beamed up at him, eyes bright, radiant smile melting his heart. “So...I’ll see you later?”

“Yeah, definitely.” Relief and shame coursed through him. You fucking pussy, he told himself.

Courtney bit her lip again, flipping her ponytail over her shoulder and bouncing away down the hall. Bob, leaning on his locker nearby, gave Roy a knowing smirk.

Roy shook his head as Bob came sauntering towards him. “Don’t even start.”

Bob laughed. “Noooo fuckin’ game.”

“Fuck off,” Roy snapped, punching Bob on the shoulder.

-

COURTNEY: What do I wear? I don’t want to give him the wrong idea...

COURTNEY: But I still want to look cute.

COURTNEY: Do you think it’s really a just friends thing or is he full of shit?

ADORE: He’s full of shit

COURTNEY: LOL

COURTNEY: Well...

COURTNEY: If this is a date, what do I DO?

COURTNEY: Do I let him kiss me?

COURTNEY: I don’t know if I even like him like that...

COURTNEY: DORY HELP

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ADORE: Come over. I’m bored.

VIOLET: Sorry pumpkin. It’s my brother’s birthday. We’re classing it up at the Outback Steakhouse tonight.

ADORE: Fuck.

VIOLET: What would you do if I was there??

VIOLET: …

VIOLET: Tell me where you’d touch me...

ADORE: I’m not in the mood for this.

VIOLET: You’re no fun at all.

ADORE: Yeah, well. Life is no fun.

VIOLET: Emo cunt

ADORE: Fuck off

VIOLET: Ohhhhhh...tonight’s your boo’s big date, huh?

ADORE: Goodnight, Violet

-

COURTNEY: DUDE

COURTNEY: He’s wearing so much cologne

COURTNEY: OMG I think this is a date

COURTNEY: WTF do I do?

COURTNEY: Adore???

COURTNEY: OK he’s being really nice and he keeps giving me those puppy eyes

COURTNEY: I feel kind of bad

COURTNEY: I really wish you were here

COURTNEY: Lol I just said “supposably” on purpose and he didn’t even correct me (I mean he clenched his teeth but he didn’t say anything)

COURTNEY: Lol he’s trying so hard

COURTNEY: It’s really pretty cute...

COURTNEY: DORY ARE YOU ALIVE???

“Ugh!” Adore hurled her phone out the window, into the grass. She curled into a ball and squeezed her eyes shut. And then she must have fallen asleep, because the next thing she knew, hands were shaking her awake.

She opened her eyes to see Courtney leaning over her in a relatively modest (for her) outfit, consisting of a sweater, colorful leggings, mini-skirt, and ugg boots.

“Why are you ignoring me?” she pouted, hands on her hips.

Adore groaned. “I fell asleep. How was your date?”

“It wasn’t a date.”

“Yeah, yeah. So did you kiss him or what?”

“Nope.” Courtney flopped down next to Adore on the bean bag, resting a head on her shoulder.

Adore sighed. “You will.”

Courtney laughed. “Maybe. We’ll see.”

-

Adore had seen the moving truck in the driveway yesterday, on her way back from Violet's. To her disappointment, she didn't see anyone, but like everyone else on the street, she was curious as to who was moving into their neighborhood. Adore and her mother even made a bet a couple of weeks ago, when Bonnie announced that the house had been sold. Adore was sure that their new neighbors were going to be a fresh young couple with small kids (also hoping she could get a babysitting job), and Bonnie was convinced that it was an older couple that she had seen looking at the house not long after Bendela’s family moved out.

“I just want you to casually walk by and see what you can peek,” Bonnie said from her place by the stove scrambling eggs, “But don't be creepy, okay?”

“What? I'm not creepy,” Adore leaned on the table, slightly offended.

“Yeah, sometimes you are. You got them big ol’ eyes and sometimes you just stare at people,” Bonnie turned to look at Adore, who was frowning. “Now, don’t get upset, I'm just saying that when you get nervous or shy you tend to just stare. And though it can be endearing, it’s also…a little bit creepy. Like the other day at the grocery store,” Bonnie continued to elaborate.

“What?” Adores voice went up a couple of octaves, “I didn't do anything at the store!”

“Oh, I know you didn't. You just gawked at the cashier as she flirted with you. I was so embarrassed. ‘My child is so awkward,’ I thought,” Bonnie sighed dramatically.

Since Adrian went to college a couple of months ago, the pair had become closer than Adore ever imagined. Being the last one in the house made Bonnie clingier than ever. Everywhere they went, her mother continuously pointed out pretty girls, trying to figure out Adore's type, even though Adore insisted she didn't have a type. Bonnie also let Adore have a glass of wine with her in the evenings, while they watched movies or ate dinner.

“That's totally different, she was gorgeous,” Adore exclaimed standing up from the table and grabbing two plates out of the cabinet.

“Okay, and? So are you,” Bonnie turned off the stove, scooping the eggs onto both plates.

“I was caught off-guard.”

“How? She was checking you out before we even got to the register.”

“I… I just didn't realize she was actually flirting with me until,” Adore tried to find the right excuse for her cold feet in the store the other day, “I thought she was just doing her job,” Adore shrugged, taking the waffles out of the toaster.

“Adore, you’ve got to work on your gaydar or you'll never get a girlfriend.”

-

Adore tried to be discrete as she wandered down the street to Dela’s old house. She noticed that the moving truck was no longer there, indicating that the mysterious neighbors were now settled in. Adore made sure to appear as casual as possible as she strolled past the driveway.

All of that was soon thrown out the door, when she saw the blonde crouched next to dirt bike. Stopped in her tracks, Adore stood mouth agape as she drank the girl in, because damn was she sexy.  The girl’s thick blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail with a few strays falling loose, long creamy legs were on display thanks to a pair of cut off shorts, paired with a loose white tank top and beat up combat boots. All of it making Adore’s heart go into overdrive. And when she looked up at Adore with those ice-blue eyes framed by thick liner, Adore knew she was a goner.

Adore swallowed, when the girl rose from her crouched position everything seeming to move in slow motion as she made her way towards a mesmerized Adore. She took in every part of the girl, her slim frame, her red bra shown clearly through the thin top and her face--fuck she was beautiful. She definitely wasn’t an old groggy couple, or a three-year-old in need of a babysitter.

“Sup,” the blonde nodded stopping in front of her, eyes trailing down Adore’s body. Her voice was slow, low and fucking sexy.

“Uh,” Adore giggled nervously, “Hi.”

“So, I’m guessing you live ‘round here. Came to check out the new neighbors,” the blonde said, shifting her weight to one leg, linking her thumbs in her belt loops.

“Yeah, yeah. I, uh, I live a couple of houses down. Yeah, that one right there, I don’t know if you can, like, see it. It’s the one with the tree house in the backyard,” Adore stumbled over her words pointing in the direction of her house. She couldn’t believe it, in a matter of seconds she’d been reduced to a blubbering, giggly mess.

Her heart raced as the blonde leaned in towards her to get a look at where Adore was pointing, “That one, right there?” she pointed in the same direction as Adore, her voice sending shivers down Adore’s spine.

“Yeah,” Adore swallowed, quickly looking away to try to regain her composure.

“Well, nice to meet ya, I’m Pearl,” the girl held her hand out, blue eyes boring into Adore’s.

“A-Adore,” she reached out to meet Pearl’s hand.

-

COURTNEY: Meet me at the flagpole before class starts?

ADORE: Sorry, busy

Adore stuffed her phone into her bag as she led Pearl to the office to get her schedule from the office.

“Hopefully we have some classes together, but even if we don’t I can still show you to them. I mean, like, if you want me to, ya’ know,” Adore offered. She tried to play it cool, but she knew Pearl had her wrapped around her finger and it’d only been two days.

Pearl wasn’t just a pretty face, she was hilarious--with her deadpan sense of humor, filled with random facts. And they had a lot of interests in common. And when Pearl confirmed that she was a lesbian, Adore nearly fell out of her chair. Literally.

They were in Pearl’s garage drinking soda, listening to Green Day, Adore giving her a picture of what to expect from school.

“I mean I haven’t really been hanging out with my friends as much as I use to. Kind of just been a floater lately; talking to this person and hanging out with that person. Usually my best friend, Courtney. You should meet her; she’s amazing,” Adore shrugged tilting the chair forward. She was sitting backwards on the chair, legs on either side, arm resting on top of the back as she rocked.

“Well, I mean high school is that time when people start to go their separate ways. But, now you’ve got me. I’m just hoping there’s a lot of cute girls. I mean I haven’t been let down so far,” Pearl said, taking a sip from her can.

Adore face went red at the compliment, but was more focused on getting a solid answer, “Cute girls?” she inquired, making sure to keep her tone light, as she leaned forward with the chair.

“Yeah, I’m a girl’s girl,” Pearl winked and Adore nearly lost her balance, the chair almost slipping away from her. Luckily, Pearl reached out to help steady her.

“Of course, I want you to show me around. Don’t let me get stuck with some preppy tour guide who’s way too enthusiastic and happy to be here,” Pearl gave a crooked smile.

Adore giggled, since that tour guide would likely have been Darienne or Thorgy, who certainly fit the “preppy and too enthusiastic” description.

After getting Pearl’s schedule, they happily realized that they had three out of six classes together. “I can show you to your homeroom now or later, but I don’t think it’ll matter. We only go to homeroom to pick up papers or on important test days,” Adore explained.

“We can go to class now and stop by in between classes,” Pearl suggested.

“Okay, then. Let’s go to English,” Adore said, leading Pearl to first period.

-

“Mr. Harris, this is Pearl.”

“Oh, we have a new student?” the older man looked up from his desk, “Well, why wasn’t I informed about this?” he mumbled to himself, shuffling the papers on his desk.

“Yeah, Pearl Lent,” Pearl introduced herself. “Well, take a seat, wherever you choose, and talk to me after class so we can get caught up,” he dismissed the two.

Adore led Pearl to the back, where she usually sat. They were soon joined by April and Bob.

“You must be the new girl,” Bob smiled at Pearl.

“Yep.”

“Yeah, this is Pearl. She’s fucking cool.”

“Hi, I’m April.”

"Hi there." Pearl smiled charmingly up at April.

“Mhm, it’s pretty weird having someone living in the old Emerson’s house,” Bob started.

Adore’s brows furrowed, confused because that was not Bendela’s last name.

“Yeah, it’s been empty for as long as we can remember. Right Adore?”

“What are you-”

“Yeah. You know it’s haunted,” Bob continued, leaning forward onto Pearl’s desk. “Apparently, the Emerson’s son was a murderer and they moved when suspicions started to rise. The story is that their son started off killing animals in his backyard for fun- sacrificing them. Then one day, he grew curious. Wondered what it would be like to take the life of something bigger, more significant, a person. His first victim was his four-year-old neighbor. He suffocated him, then cut up his body before burying him. Then after that he couldn't stop. He grew addicted to the power. Some say that his parents knew and were just too afraid to confront him. Others say that they didn’t believe their sweet child could do all the horrible things that he was being accused of...” Bob was so close to Pearl, his voice falling to a whisper at the end.

Adore looked at Pearl, who was staring at Bob with a look of disbelief, confused and creeped out because her parents had told her that a family had just moved out earlier that summer.

“He’s so full of shit, Pearl,” Adore shook her head.

“Adore!” Bob laughed, “You’re always ruining things.”

“It wasn’t even funny.”

“Yeah, because you didn’t give it a chance to be.”

“Bob,” Adore sighed, “You’re just not funny,” she tried to keep her tone serious.

“Adore, stop lying,” Bob shook his head, “I’m hi-lar-ious,” he said, turning to April, who was a giggling mess in her seat, “See!”

Before Adore could reply, she was interrupted by Courtney, who she hadn’t even seen come in.

“Uhm, Hi, you must be Pearl,” Courtney gave a tight smile.

“Yeah, and you are?” Pearl leaned forward, attention on the pretty green-eyed girl.

“Courtney, and this is my seat.”

Pearl frowned, but shook her head and with an ‘okay’ and started to gather her things to move, not wanting to be problematic on her first day.

She was stopped by Adore, who put her hand on her arm, “Wait,” she said, and then turned to her best friend. “Courtney, it’s her first day. I’m showing her around, let her sit here, we don’t have assigned seats. Just sit next to April,” Adore tried to convince Courtney.

Appalled and offended, Courtney’s mouth dropped opened at her best friend’s words. “What?” she scoffed.

“Court, come on. Don’t be like that, just let her sit here,” Adore said, pouting at the end.

“I can move. It’s not a big deal, Adore,” Pearl said moving to gather her stuff again.

“No,” Adore whined before looking back to Courtney.

“Adore, she just said it’s no big deal and I’ve been sitting next to you since the first day of class. That’s not fair,” Courtney was now annoyed, not at Pearl, but Adore’s audacity to let someone that she just met take her seat, then try to convince her to sit somewhere else.

“Okay, okay. You’re right,” Adore finally agreed, “Pearl let’s sit over there, there's two open seats.”

As Adore and Pearl moved, Courtney scrunched up her face, sitting down with a huff.

-

Adore was over the moon to have Pearl in her classes. Introducing the beautiful girl to everyone, giddy when Pearl turned to look at her for reassurance or to make a face. Maybe, it was because Pearl was new and different. Adore had been surrounded by the same people most of her life and Pearl’s presence was such a breath of fresh air, Adore could barely contain her excitement.  

“You don’t have to buy a locker if you don’t want. You can share with me?” Adore offered as they left Pearl’s homeroom teacher who had given her a bunch of papers that she would need.

“Really?”

“Yeah, no reason for you to pay five dollars for a locker, when I have plenty room in mine.”

“Wow, I guess I need to start thinking of a way to pay you back,” Pearl winked and Adore blushed when their hands lightly brushed together.

As the pair made their way to math, a particular short skirt caught Adore’s attention. Violet was bent over in front of her locker, going through her bag and Adore, excited to introduce Pearl, dragged the girl over to Violet.

“Hey, babe,” Adore greeted Violet, her hand lightly touching the exposed skin on Violet’s thigh to get her attention.

“Hey,” Violet stood up, turning to press a light kiss to Adore’s cheek before looking over to the blonde with narrowed eyes.

Pearl was unashamedly checking Violet out, taking in her pretty doll-like face, long black ponytail, crop top, and skirt.

“Hm, this must the infamous Pearl,” Violet said, a bored look on her face as she looked Pearl over. She had to admit that the girl was gorgeous, but Violet didn't plan to let Pearl know that.

“Infamous,” Pearl repeated in her slow drawl, “I wouldn’t use that word, but I am Pearl,” she finished with a crooked smirk.

Adore glanced between them hoping that they would get along, but from Violet’s demeanor it didn’t seem like she was planning to befriend the girl anytime soon.

“Whatever, everyone’s been talking about you. And I’ll say, I’m not impressed.”

“Oh, so, I’m guessing you’re the mean girl,” Pearl said, her tone joking.

“Sure,” Violet rolled her eyes, turning to pick up her bag and close her locker, “See you later, beautiful,” Violet said, pressing another kiss to Adore’s cheek, this time longer, making sure to leave a red print on Adore’s cheek. She pulled away, before sending Pearl a look and walking away.

Adore wiped the print from her cheek, as Pearl watched Violet walk away, her curiosity evident.

“Uh, girlfriend?” Pearl asked as she looked back to Adore.

“No, no,” Adore assured.

Pearl raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “Well, she’s fucking gorgeous and she didn’t really seem to like me and that kiss was definitely a claim,” Pearl wiped the rest of Violet’s lipstick off her face as they made their way to their next class.

“Nah, we have like a friends with benefits kind of relationship, but she’s not like jealous or anything, I'm positive. She just likes to leave her mark and being difficult, that’s just her. But she’ll come around soon,” Adore nodded.

-

Gia and Laganja slid into the seats on either side of Courtney. She looked up from the math homework she was trying to finish before the bell rang. “Hey, guys.”

“Hey Court,” said Laganja. “You alright? You seem kind of...”

“Out of sorts…” Gia finished slowly, with a wry smile.

“I’m fine.”

“Hmmm.” Laganja clicked her tongue, imitating her role model, their head cheerleader, Alyssa Edwards.

“What do you think of that new girl?” Gia asked. “She’s like...really beautiful, huh?”

Courtney shrugged, “I mean, she’s pretty...I guess...”

“You guess? She’s gorgeous, and Adore seems to really like her,” Laganja pushed, observing Courtney’s reaction closely.

Courtney shifted in her seat, her mouth slightly turned down as she frowned, “She’s just showing her around because she’s new.”

Just then Adore and Pearl walked in together, Adore standing with Pearl as she introduced herself to the teacher.

“Eh, I don’t think that’s it,” Gia said, “I mean, we all know Adore, and she’s acting like Pearl’s the best thing since glitter.”

“I know Adore too, better than either of you,” Courtney snapped, ready to go on the defensive.

The knowing smirk they exchanged went over Courtney’s head as Adore and Pearl walked over to them.

“Just look at them, acting like the best of friends,” Laganja whispered right before the pair sat down. “Hey, Adore, did you finish the homework?” she asked innocently.

Courtney stayed silent as she watched Adore and Pearl.

“Yeah, I copied from Jinkx,” Adore said stiffly. It was no secret how much Adore disliked Courtney’s cheerleading friends, or as she liked to refer to Gia and Laganja, “Team Too Much.” She turned to murmur something to Pearl, who brushed Adore’s hair off of her shoulder, causing her cheeks to turn red.

Laganja looked at Courtney pointedly, one eyebrow raised. A hot jealousy started to burn in Courtney’s chest as she watched the two interact, but she refused to acknowledge it as anything more than fear of losing her best friend to a girl who had only been around for a day.

-

Courtney picked at her food, watching Adore and Pearl over by the lockers, chatting. Pearl had a hand on Adore’s arm, and Adore’s eyes sparkled as they talked, heads close together.

Bob shoved Roy slightly. “You could learn a thing or two from that new girl. Less than a week and Adore is ready to pack a suitcase full of her Indigo Girls CDs and move in with her. That’s game.”

Roy punched Bob on the arm, muttering, “Shut the fuck up!” under his breath.

Courtney frowned. “Bob, you’re such a little gossip. Why are you always starting rumors?”

“It’s not a rumor.” Bob said, confused. “She still hasn’t told you? It’s been like a year.”

Roy punched him again.

“Stop punching me, fuckface!” Bob punched him back.

“Hasn’t told me what?” Courtney asked quietly.

“Adore’s gay, Courtney. She came out to her family like, almost a year ago. Her mom told my mom last year.”

Courtney stared at Bob in stunned silence, heart pounding in her ears.

[a-random-french-girl]

Some people asked me what was my favorite version of Frozen, if I preferred the French version because I’m French or the English version because it’s the original version

I always answer: well, it’s not really the same movie

And they’re like ???

Let me explain!

The two versions are really different from one another due to the fact that we have to translate what is said and then try to sync it with the characters’ lips

And in France we loooove butchering movies and their plots

The thing is, you have two types of translation: translating the movie perfectly but losing the musicality of it (that would be for example the French Canadian version) and “translating” the movie and have something that sounds great

They didn’t do it for Frozen though, I’m actually sad for the québécois because Elsa’s singer is the French voice actress, which doesn’t make any sense, when Anna and Elsa sing together, they don’t even have the same “accent”! (We can’t really talk about an accent here, it’s just that they prononce the same word differently, we tend to merge certain syllables in French like instead of saying “je te l’ai dit” we say instead “j’te l’ai dit”, French Canadians don’t really do that) so it’s sooo weird!

But back to the main point, I will admit it guys, at first, I didn’t like Frozen *gaps* WAIT COME BACK, LET ME EXPLAIN

Okay, I didn’t like Frozen because the plot didn’t make any sense! And then 6 years later, Frozen 2 came out and I was like “hey, let’s watch the first movie again but in English this time” and gooood, it was better (plus, I didn’t speak English back in 2013! So that’s why I watched it in French back then!)

Most characters in the French version are so angry and bitter that I’m like “guys, just chill” and they’re so paradoxical at the same time!

I wanna share with you an extract of my favorite song, for the first time in forever reprise

Look at this:

I’m such a fool I can’t be free —> ni libérée, ni délivrée (neither free nor...free, French is so stupid, I love it. It’s a reference to let it go which is translated in French by “libérée, délivrée” just imagine the English translation, freeee, freeeee I’ll never lie again! (Yes Elsa said that in French...))

No escape from the storm inside of me —> dites moi comment ne pas désespérer (tell me how to not lose hope, okay, that’s not what she said but hey, at least it’s the right emotion)

I can’t control the curse —> Ce don est si intense (this gift is so intense (big mistake here, come on people, have you seen the movie? Gift??? ELSA HATES IT)

Anna please you’ll only make it worse —> toutes ces belles promesses n’ont pas de sens (all these fine promises make no sense, sounds a bit accusatory. Like “Anna you say these things but I call bullshit”)

There’s so much fear —> ce sera pire (it will be worse, okay, you missed a crucial feeling there. She is scared. She is panicking)

You’re not safe here —> tu vas souffrir (you’re going to suffer, okay, you missed something there too. They actually already failed it a bit earlier in the song too, in English, she clearly says “I’m the danger here, you should stay away” I’m French she is like “you’re in danger! For some reason! Don’t mind me I’m here! OH LOOK! ICE! TOLD YOU YOU WERE IN DANGER” ah and also, you’re going to suffer? It’s a weird thing to say, it sounds like a threat, or even worse, like a promise. Dark Elsa is the main character in French)

But that’s not only it! Now I’m going to talk about let it go, oh wait my bad, free free

Some lyrics are...uh, wrong. Or even worse, I don’t even know what they mean

“The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside” Le vent qui hurle en moi ne pense plus à demain (the wind howling inside me doesn’t think about tomorrow anymore...err, really poetic, but...what? Indeed Elsa, I’m sure it doesn’t...)

“Don’t let them in, don’t let them see, be the good girl you always have to be” cache tes pouvoirs, n’en parle pas, fais attention, le secret survivra (hide your powers, don’t talk about them, be careful, the secret will survive. Okay nice but in the English version, she is sarcastic, she is angry, she is slightly blaming her parents. Where is it in French?)

“Conceal don’t feel, don’t let them know, well now they know” Pas d’états d’âme, pas de tourments, de sentiments (no qualms, no torment, no feelings. Okay, YOU FAILED THIS TIME, there’s no evolution in Elsa’s behavior! After that, she says she is free, sounds a bit random! And when she removes her gloves, in the French version you’re like “ah? She changed her mind? Err cool I guess. I was so confused back then. Elsa pretty much says “I’m sad, I have to stop feeling, I’M FREEEEE”)

But even worse, they changed the characters: for example, Anna

Not sweet Anna T_T I mean, in the English version, she is sooo forgiving (a bit too much some might say)

But I don’t know guys, in French she sounds a bit selfish and accusatory, it’s gonna be hard to explain but bear with me

In for the first time in forever reprise, or le renouveau in French (the resurgence, but it also means the return of Spring , French can be really poetic sometimes)

She says things like “you have no right to run away from me like this” instead of “you don’t have to keep your distance anymore”, a weird thing to say with a gentle voice. But also, that’s not what she said??? Then Anna says “ because for the first time in forever, I finally understand”, it wouldn’t have worked in French after this sentence, so instead she says “because I want to celebrate this resurgence, that will change your fate” err okay, whatever you want Anna. And fate? Well technically the translation is destiny. It gives the impression that Elsa was doomed like a main character in a Shakespearean tragedy. You’re so a drama queen Anna. Didn’t you hear her sing at the top of her lungs at the top of that mountain? She is free, she is happy, well, temporarily but she is! ...It’s a miracle it didn’t set off an avalanche. It’s your fate that wouldn’t have been good.

And like, for some reason, she loves saying what she wants “I want to celebrate this resurgence” “I’d like a snowman”, what about your sister?

“We will free ourselves from this burden” instead of “we will head down this mountain together” wtf does it mean Anna? Is this burden Elsa’s powers? Or the secret? You’re confusing girl

“You plunged the entire country into an eternal winter” instead of “You kind of set off an eternal winter everywhere” she is sooo awkward about it in English because she doesn’t want to scare her off or hurt her feelings. In French? Pffft, subtlety? That’s for the weak. You did this Elsa, congratulations. No beating about the bush.

I’m not saying the translators did a bad job, their job is super hard and they actually nailed it on lots of things but yeah, when I talk about French Elsa, I feel like I’m talking about someone else. It gets even worse when you read French fanfictions. So which version is the best? None! (English, definitively English), that’s why I was able to watch this movie 6 times (yes, now it’s 6) in so many languages, it’s really fun to see how translators decided to translate certain things, and decided what was important for the plot, or not

Anyway, I felt like sharing this piece of information with you guys! Btw, my post is partly based on a French video made by LinksTheSun, about Disney songs. It has English subtitles so you should check it out, it’s actually really fun

https://youtu.be/2jo5u0TBpJM

Oh and of course, I have to share with you the French version of For The First Time In Forever Reprise, which is too great to miss out: https://youtu.be/z7mEF7gRGik

Wow you made it till the end! Thank you!

Here’s a stupid meme for your trouble:

[renaer-is-allegedly-hot]

session 13

wow i’m really out of it tonight lmao uh some highlights bc these r rlly atrocious:

adam shit himself and vomited over the dwarf in our basement

fought some ppl n killed; gotta hide six bodies

pregame !

Jacob n dom r talking abt other dnd campaigns

Jacob rigged explosives somewhere

They need souls to open coffins or smth

I REALIZED MY MIC IS MUTED SO THEY CAN’T HEAR ME SING THE GOLDEN GIRLS THEME SONG THE WAY MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER DOES HAHAHAHHAHA

Thank you for being a friend

Bum bum bum bum

Travel round the world and back again

If the truth be told you’re a friend and a confidant

Etc

Jacob explaining his eye scratch

I’m just sitting here singing the golden girls theme song

Tunnel vision in smash

I’m just renegading while they talk smash

Jacob wants to home alone our house the next night we have

Immovable rod is abt 3ft long

Last time on dnd asyna heard a window break

Roll initiative

Aerana and theo roll 22

Asyna rolls 21

Adam 13

Cel 6

Asyna was waking everyone up

Halfling size ballista ? In our turret ? Maybe

Ooh trebuchet is an interesting sans font

Aerana is going first

Double dash downstairs

You hear stuff on the first floor making noise; you and theo get to the second floor about to go downstairs

Theo in master bedroom double dashes towards where I am

Asyna

In watchtower, asyna's gonna try and do stuff from above ? Maybe .

Proposes turning into a hummingbird

Spike growth ? Grows spikes

Also creates rough terrain

In front of the door

Oop they're speaking goblin

Goblins

2d4 damage for each 5 ft they move

Some of them were able to get inside the house but still slowed down

Adam

Will cast cantrip

Thaumaturgy to boom voice 3x louder than normal "WHO DARES ENTER MY HOUSE PLEASE LEAVE WITHIN THE NEXT TEN SECONDS AND YOU WILL BE SPARED ,,, PLEASE"

Intimidation check

Lmao a 7

Entire house booms; everyone heard it but like effect?

Adam sleeps naked

Cel

Right in front of door to hall on second floor

Aerana

2 squares away from action at back of house

Theo

Also goes for pantry, same place generally as aerana

Asyna

Starts downstairs

Gonna turn into ape and try and make way down side of building as ape

Down p much by next turn

Goblins

Apparently being eaten up by spikes

Should I make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich I'm kinda craving

O shoot I gotta run soon for medicine

Adam

Dashing

This is just slow running in a dream

Cel

Base of stairs ?

Also heading towards pantry

Aerana

Bust in

Momentarily frozen

To the right next to basement hatch r two hulking figures covered in thick dark fur; kinda pointy ears, look kind of like goblins and v tall like easily 7ft

Big mauls

Bugbears

Can I fight?

23 to hit, 7 damage to closest one

The goblins trying to move the thing but not working well

Theo

I'M GONNA RUN TO GRAB MY MEDS

Slashes at the one aerana didn't hit lmao I rlly just did that I'm breathing

15 barely misses

Goblin blocks lillian's strike

Asyna

Srsly should I make a sandwich

On first floor outside

Bro my headache went to the other side of my head wtf

Gonna go through a window

Follows them in and attacks a bunch of them

Bro I kinda rlly want a sandwich

17 and 18 to hit, 6 and 4 damage ?? 10 damage ?? 10 damage for both ??

KILLS BOTH OF THEM N I C E

Bashes their heads together

I'm making a sandwich

"it's a very forceful kiss"

Third one readies self

Lashes out at asyna, misses

Goblins

R also gonna try and attack aerana and theo

12 damage to theo

I'm eating my sandwich

One of the middle ones is gonna go for asyna, hits, 5 damage

That was a good sandwich might get another one

Adam

Bro I kinda want another sandwich

Gets downstairs w max speed and peeks in, sees aerana and theo and two dead guys by window and two more living fighting an ape

Looks at theo

Bro again I kinda want another sandwich

Makes the one that hit theo make a wisdom saving throw

Did not make it, hideous laughter

Mans can't stop laughing, has to make wisdom saving throw each turn ig

Adam has to tell a joke

Comes down and looks at bugbear, locks eyes

Our party walks into a bar . But most of us walk under it

What

Is this a short joke ?

I don't get it yikes

Panicked dom laughing

Tells us to not hit the guy laughing; save him for last

Bonus action uses cutting words on the one aerana is fighting; "fuck you"

Cel

I still kinda want another sandwich

To clarify my sandwich was like half

I think yesterday or smth I like hit my foot lol and I did the thing where I compose myself rlly quickly to ignore the pain and up my pain tolerance and it left a mark but like it literally doesn't hurt so not saying I'm upping my pain tolerance but one day if I ever got like idk shot or smth I'm not gonna have a reaction

Cel hits the one that's doing better w a spell and then does shortbow 25 to hit, 12 damage

"how do you want to do this?"

Takes an arrow right through his brainstem and the arrowhead goes out his mouth

Aerana

Wasted insightful fighting, didn't hit

Scream of frustration that I missed

Theo

Takes bow and tries to hit, 13 misses

Asyna

Do I rlly still want another sandwich

Hm

Hits on one roll, 7 damage

Guy is barely alive

Goblins

One that tries to attack aerana misses, guy on ground is now up, guy attacking asyna hits, 11 damage

Adam

Cutting words on guy that just got up "oh you're finally awake"

"ever heard of the one where the guy got back up"

Goblin rolls nat20

Cel

22 to hit, 9 damage

Stabs him, hurts

Aerana

13

"next time remember it"

If an ally is within 5 ft of you you get sneak attack

If u have advantage

Don't need advantage if another enemy of the target is within 5 ft of it

Start over

When rogues have advantage, get to add sneak attack

Can add sneak attack when u don't have advantage if

One of allies is within 5 ft of you

And if u don't have disadvantage

Theo

Gonna try for the bow again

Going for the one asyna's fighting

8 damage

Guy is on last legs

Asyna

Kills

Fun fact apes have been known to rip off the faces of their enemies

Rips face off then gently puts him down

Still two goblins left

Goblins

Try and run

Attacks of opportunity from celandine, theo and aerana

Nat20 from cel

Theo and aerana miss

I've missed like every hit what is this

14 damage from cel

They're still able to get away

Asyna makes attack of opportunity

I still kinda want another saaaandwich

Neither hit

Adam

33 across board for both for sleep; both fall over and hit ground, asleep

Adam goes outside and looks if anyone is watching outside their window

Looks like one of our neighbors is at their window out of the apothecary

Uses infernal legacy to cast darkness, blocking their darkvision

Puts it between fallah's house and bodies

Then drag the bodies

Adam is kinda sweaty n exerted

Aerana is watching ot, asyna takes one body cel adam and theo take the other

Theo is rolling damage

Cel binds their feet first and adam prepares sleep

Theo rolls 13 damage and one dies, other 15 and also dies

Why is my eye glitching lmao

Maybe I still want a sandwich

What time do I need to be up tomorrow wait

Idk lmao

We've brought our bodies in, the night is ours

It's 10ish at night

Adam's gonna sleep in jeans

Adam was not naked in combat ?

Or maybe he was

Adam doesn't wear pajamas so he had pants

Sleeping downstairs shifts for the night

Adam takes first shift

Adam is sweating a lot, feeling a little odd; feels super weak and cold and feels a little sick like he might throw up

Constitution saving throw

"can I feel this coming and give myself bardic inspiration?"

"uh . Sure"

"hold it in hold it in hold it in"

Check to see if he can make it to the bathroom

"boi that's just nasty" adam wakes up someone ? Adam

Adam wakes theo up

"you must be real glad I'm wearing pants right now"

Rolls nat1

Adam vomits onto theo ? Vomits into theo's cloak

Adam becomes violently ill

The key eventually comes out the butt

A 4

Able to makes way down hatch towards bucket by ot

Vomits on ot

"ot is, like, weeping"

Adam is weakened

So adam shit and hurled

Adam stomps it down the drain ?

Next morning

Adam comes down with the key

Adam's exhaustion is cured after long rest

We're not talking to adam today

Adam sets key on table "did you wash that first" theo / adam slowly takes key back

Adam casts sleep on ot to kind of relieve him

Cel goes to jones, one of the goblins informs cel that jones is out ,,, just out

Cel can't find jones

Home alone-ing the house now ?

Aerana

House was in state of disrepair before

Spike spell tore up front of house, lots of windows knocked out from fireball explosion and were damaged during fight

Bad to a little bit worse

Theo 20 for investigation

Random ropes and bricks, nails, wooden planks

Intelligence check w advantage

19, sets up a few different traps; two swinging brick traps when a door is opened + simple nails stuck into plank so would hurt if someone stepped on it

Asyna 9 for investigation

Cel sees jones putting a bunch of keys into the lock

Jones can't find the key to open his door

Jones is maybe gonna get some stooges to remove the bodies

10 dragons

Henrietta is gonna dump em

Astigmatism lmao

Back at the manor

Adam is done cleaning

Ot asked if he could be set free, adam says "this is my fault, I got it buddy"

Adam is going to the apothecary down the street

Walks up to counter, fallah is there

"heyo what's poppin fallah"

Takes out potion of necrotic resistance

Adam says he bought it at sea ward, roll for deception; 12

Why am I sO LETHARGIC ALL THE TIME !!!

Offers adam 50 gold

Pushes for 60, 10 for persuasion check

Just takes it for 50

Fallah gives medicine, smells like oregano

Adam goes in for a hug, hesitates then retracts

Goes to bardic school to talk to master

Yava is there

12 insight check

Yava is usually v composed but today

Yava is an elf so is like bruh wdym u trust me after knowing me for like a month

Asks abt house security

Adam just straight up tells her he's in trouble w the xanathar guild and is asking for glyph of warning spells ?

Persuasion check, gives self bardic inspiration

11, yava agrees to help

She's willing to do it for free

Can cover 8 entrances to the house

"I'd b willing to do this but adam u must b more careful"

Adam tells her he's dealing w a large sum of money - half a million dragons

There was half a million dragons embezzled ?

Yava thought it was just a rumor

Adam is idiot

Adam asks yava if she wants in

Idiot

[serenagaywaterford]

Oops... I think I messed up, have no idea if I sent that ask or not... anyway, my question is if you’ve seen the play by play people posted on Reddit of episode 11. If so, what do you think? And then specifically going forward, how do you think the June/Serena relationship is gonna be, if at all.

Both came through :) 

Yeah, that play by play and the Aussie synopsis… synposes??? were what I was taking into consideration. (Not those other weird spoilers that may have just been trolly fakes?)

I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT PLAY BY PLAY TBH

But mostly, I hate 2 things: Everything they’ve written for Serena. And the fact apparently the Canadian border is….everywhere? Okay, this is just an really stupid ongoing problem with THT that is so nitpicky for me tbh. I just… I could literally rant about the border for like 40 pages rn but I won’t.

As for Winslow’s attempted rape of June… *sigh* I just… Really? Is that what I need to see? I knew that was coming cos the Israeli trailer shows it lol. WHAT THE FUCK IS SO GODDAMN SPECIAL ABOUT JUNE? I’m not saying that to be mean but seriously? This season every single man seemed hellbent on bending over backwards for her. Fred’s always been weirdly preoccupied and predatory. But wtf Stabler *insert Law & Order sound*? Like he wants what Fred wants??? And Fred wants what Lawrence has… and like, there’s Serena in this equation too. Everybody is so damn obsessed with June. Obviously Gay Stabler (can I even call him that anymore?) isn’t doing it out of lust. It’s power and control.

Anyway.

I am literally 28392309 times more interested in the Marthas’ plan than June’s. Sorry.

I still hang onto a tiny shred of hope about Serena’s Secret Master Plan For Revenge–but seriously, her fucking Fred is just… makes me pretty much call that as impossible. I know, I know you could go into a whole thing about the psychology of domestic abuse victims, and how they often do swing back into “love” or whatever with their abusers. And often it’s frustrating as FUCK to see from the outside. But it happens over and over, usually until either they escape the relationship or they are killed by it. So, Serena being manipulated into this fantasy romance again isn’t exactly unrealistic. It’s just unwanted. I don’t want to see that. And I REALLY FUCKING DESPISE THT for glorifying that and romanticising it, or I dunno, just ignoring the violent assault(s) AND the first 4 episodes of S3 entirely. 

I don’t think this show is making any sort of nuanced commentary on the psychology of domestic abuse. I think they’re literally just writing all the opposite things that most people want to see.

Cos, let’s break it down:

If you hate Serena, this romantic portrayal is boring AF and repulsive.

If you like Serena, this romantic portrayal is aggravating and offensive.

Who wants to see Serena fuck Fred in a tender way?

ABSOLUTELY ZERO PEOPLE EVER.

ZERO.

I hate Fiennes too btw. I’d just like to throw that unfair nugget out there. Cos I feel like if such a name actor wasn’t the one in that role, this may have been slightly different. Certainly less sympathetic to Fred at any rate. Fred is a low, pathetic, disgusting creature and I am just angry that I have to spend ANY time watching him say or do anything at all. I just want him dead and gone. But oh no, we can’t do that to Joseph Fiennes. 

-_-

They keep hinting that Serena has something going on… but I’ll believe it when I see it. And I won’t see it.

But like… Why would Serena say goodbye to Rita like that if she thought they were just going to some fucking farmhouse in rural Vermont or whatever? So… Yeah. Little hints. Can’t get any hopes up at all.

And, even if Serena is conning Fred and working with Tuello (best case scenario), WE DON’T NEED A SEX SCENE. WE DON’T. THERE IS NO REASON FOR IT. Other than to disgust and/or bore viewers.

Anyway

About June/Serena, I think that’s pretty dead in the water tbh. Especially if Serena is having romantic tender disgusting fucking sex with that abusive fungal pondscum. Even ignoring the non-canon romantic shippery aspects of June/Serena, I don’t think we’ll get to see much at all cos they’re 100 of miles apart again with totally different stories now. I actually don’t think they’ll have any more scenes together this season. So… yeah. I think this is where the fork happens.

Either Serena is working with the US/CDN gov’ts and is bringing in the bigger fish, and then staying in Canada–or she’s legit arrested for good and therefore in prison. Either way, she’s nowhere near June and doesn’t seem to be for the rest of the season according to the synopses. The finale: “Fred and Serena have to adapt to their new life” ?!!?! Excuse me while I hurl. Both vomit and sharp objects at the TV.

And…

I’m just really angry?

It feels like they’ve ripped the heart out of the show. I’m not saying just because June/Serena has been murdered, but because the stories are all over the place, are saying really creepy things, and the characters are like… I don’t even know anymore, and everybody is fractured all over the place. It doesn’t feel cohesive. It doesn’t feel like they know what they’re doing and the writers are just flinging a bunch of shit at a wall and seeing what sticks.

Not to mention whatever “tragedy” is gonna happen to Luke, Moira, and Emily.

So, basically, S4 may have been renewed but… meh. I think this is likely gonna be it for me tbh. I can’t see myself sticking around for another season of this fuckery. All it does is make me sad and angry and frustrated and offended, so yeah.

There’s still a chance I’ll change my mind, but to be frank, I can’t really see how they could possibly salvage my interest in this show anymore if this is the direction they’re going. And that makes me sad. It’s like when you know you need to break up with someone but can’t do it right away… We’ll just finish this vacation together and then I’m dumping you, sorta thing.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 128: He’s Hired

Previously on BnHA: Deku’s bizarre attempt to make Nighteye crack a smile resulted in abject failure. Never one to give up that easily, Deku appealed to Nighteye’s All Might otaku side instead. Surprisingly, this attempt was convincing enough that Nighteye agreed to give Deku a chance. That is, if he can pass a test consisting of “swipe this stamp out of my hand within the next three minutes.” Deku powered up full cowl and gave it a go, but as it turns out, Nighteye’s quirk lets him literally see the future and predict what his opponent will do next. So. That made things a bit challenging. Nighteye declared that Mirio should have been the successor to One for All instead of Deku, and that it was the one decision he didn’t agree with All Might on. Rather than getting down on himself, Deku got fucking fired up and charged at Nighteye again with the intent of proving that he -- the successor All Might chose -- is worthy as fuck.

Today on BnHA: Deku tries to beat Nighteye’s foresight with speed, but has no luck. As a last-ditch effort he starts throwing random shit at him, but Nighteye still manages to dodge and Deku ends up slamming into a wall. Nighteye announces that the three minutes are up, and berates Deku for getting sloppy in the end. Deku says he was trying not to damage the vintage All Might poster on Nighteye’s wall. Nighteye is all “...” and realizes that Deku purposely went out of his way to avoid wrecking any of that sweet All Might merch, even while bouncing around Gran Torino style. This actually does win a chuckle from him, and Deku ends up being hired. Nighteye reveals that he planned to hire him all along, because he thinks that by showing Deku “the real world” of the pros, he can convince him to give up OFA. Deku accepts the internship. The next day, he and Mirio go out on patrol and run into an adorable little girl who, spoiler alert, turns out to be on the run from none other than this arc’s main villain, Overhaul.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 155 now, so any ETAs will reflect that.)

before we get started, I would just like to say that when Bakugou Katsuki, the most arrogant boy who ever lived (and someone not particularly known for his great fondness of Deku), learned that All Might had chosen Deku as his successor, he did not think, “well then All Might was fucking wrong.” actually, he immediately started questioning whether everything he’d ever believed was wrong instead, and subsequently accepted Deku for the first time ever. because that’s how real All Might bros do it, Nighteye. you punk

anyway

Deku doesn’t know how far Nighteye can see into the future, so his plan is just “attack him really fast and a lot”

he’s mad lol

incidentally, the title is “Boy Meets...” and honestly my TGIF-raised brain is gonna be really disappointed if it’s anything other than “world”

(ETA: I really don’t know what this was referring to. the most accurate title would be “boy meets traumatized little girl”, but that’s probably not what he was going for?)

so Nighteye’s accusing Deku of being a Gran Torino ripoff, and yeah, he’s got a point

he says that so long as the conditions are met, he can see everything Deku is going to do, no matter how far into the future it is. surely there must be a limit though, but okay

he says in two minutes’ time, Deku will be doubled over in grief, “neither seal nor paper in hand”

lol now I’m trying to think of scenarios where this could be the case and yet Deku still wins. ...

and now Nighteye is commenting on how frustrated Deku seems to be

he says the first thing he should have learned from All Might is that heroes should never show worry or doubt

ugh he’s so goddamn smug. but also tbh I can see why

come on Deku you need to deliver here

oh my god

for a minute I thought he was crying here. Deku, bud. deep breaths. don’t let it get to you

I feel like we’re seeing more and more impatience in him since that fight with Kacchan. he has more drive than ever lately

oh shit now he’s grabbing hold of a bookcase. well Nighteye did give him permission to use whatever

interestingly, this is the first time Nighteye has had an even remotely surprised-looking panel

now Deku’s hurling the whole fucking shelf of books at him lol

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

lol he’s apologizing, “but you said you didn’t care what happened to the room”

oh SHIT everyone DEKU IS USING HIS BIG HERO BRAIN

it seriously wouldn’t surprise me if he was never actually quirkless and it turned out “Big Hero Brain” has been his real quirk all along

OH MY GOD HE’S SO CLOSE

he’s fucking screaming “I AM ALL MIGHT’S DISCIPLE”

but Nighteye closed his fist and whipped his hand out of the way in the nick of time. goddammit

but he can’t attack though! he promised he wouldn’t. so Deku, just keep him on the defensive

Nighteye says whatever he sees didn’t change. Deku losing? I guess?

what the

not going to lie, this gave me Yamamoto flashbacks. fucking ouch

somehow, even though he just brained himself, Deku’s saying he can still fight

but Nighteye cuts him off and says the three minutes are up. well shit

I guess all we can do is hope Nighteye saw enough of Deku during those three minutes -- and whatever additional future-seeing that he also did? -- to pique his interest in taking him under his wing after all

come to think, every single one of Deku’s mentors thus far has dismissed him on first glance. even All Might initially wrote him off. Aizawa was this close to expelling him on the first day. Gran at least had a little faith in him because he trusted Toshinori’s judgment (even though he acted like he didn’t lol), but even he was surprised by what Deku was actually capable of. so I suppose it’s only fitting for this pattern to continue

-- oh wow

are you telling me that you gave yourself a fucking concussion because you didn’t want to risk damaging this asshole’s vintage poster

and now Nighteye’s realizing that Deku left all of his All Might shit intact

he seems surprised? something else you didn’t predict, huh

wow now he’s so impressed that the whole fucking art style changed

(ETA: so this is one of those chapters that Horikoshi wasn’t able to finish before it initially ran in Jump, which seems to happen every so often. Fallen Angels released an updated scanlation using the volume scans, so I’ll use those whenever possible.

here’s the remastered version of this scene, for starters

I like how remastered Deku has upgraded from sighing to cursing. it suits him much better. you know when people say “I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed?” this is the opposite of that. he’s not disappointed. he’s mad. I think it does an even better job of showing how much he really wanted this, and how hard he’s been pushing himself.)

well. there’s that scene that Nighteye foresaw, I guess

I don’t know why, but all of Nighteye’s standing around and predicting stuff only to suddenly get surprised now at this juncture makes me really want to see him star in a cereal commercial. “Sir Nighteye, you can see into the future but can you see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch?” “hmm. [examining a piece of cereal] its wrinkles are approximately 0.6 mm.” “NO YOU STUPID FUCK, IT’S CUZ THERE’S CINNAMON AND SUGAR SWIRLED OVER EVERY BITE!!!”

like, can’t you just picture it though

anyway. look what Deku made him do

(ETA: for some reason Horikoshi added shading to his face but took away the speech bubble saying “kuku.” so just to clarify, this is indeed a laugh)

that was a chuckle y’all. because Deku is just so fucking ridiculous

now Mirio and Bubble are barging in all, “pardon us.” and again the art style has gotten all sketchbooky. is this Nighteye’s quirk vision?? or just Horikoshi taking artistic license because he feels like it. who can say

(ETA: yep, once again, this is just what happens when the mangaka doesn’t have the chapter done by the deadline)

lol omg

“I like him now”

fuck me look at Deku’s face though, I’m fucking dying

he’s all “BUT I DIDN’T PASS YOUR TEST?”

and Nighteye’s all “[finger wag] ah, but I never said I wouldn’t hire you if you couldn’t”

do you know, I actually went back to look at it. and I guess, technically it’s true. but he sure did fucking imply it lol

anyways, Mirio knows what’s what

what the fuck, now Nighteye says he already made the decision to hire Deku the moment he heard he was coming there

is he full of shit or is this true

but he says it doesn’t mean that he’s acknowledged him yet

he says that the people aren’t waiting for a faint light, but a dazzling one. and he intends to make it clear who is suited for that power, even if it means going against All Might’s will

you know, even if I don’t agree with him, I have to admit that dazzling light line is pretty good

anyway. so Deku understands that Nighteye intends for this to be his first taste of the “real” world, with the expectation that he’ll realize he’s not cut out to be the next successor after all and will voluntarily give up OFA. since the only way it can be passed on is if he willingly transfers it to someone else

haha lol. fat chance of that

anyway!! so Deku’s clutching the stamp and says he would be honored to accept the internship offer

and now we’re cutting to day one of the internship. wow. that was fast

(ETA: how is it that the pacing in this arc began so efficiently, and then ten chapters from now we literally spend 15 whole pages entering a fucking building. wtf happened)

they’re setting out to do patrol and surveillance. who are they surveilling?

Deku lucked out, he gets to go with Mirio rather than Nighteye’s condescending ass

fucking look at all this shit Mirio is wearing that’s just going to come sliding right off the instant he quirks too hard

(ETA: you’ll hear more ranting about this in chapter 139, but it sure is some bullshit that Mirio gets a special costume woven from his hair or whatever and Momo and Hagakure can’t get the same thing. that’s very convenient indeed)

Mirio what does your chestplate say? it looks like “1,000,000” but that’s so weird lol

Bubble explains to Deku that Nighteye’s office is in the middle of an investigation -- !!

holy shit, that’s right. Nighteye’s agency was investigating Overhaul!

“odd actions”, like meeting up with Shigaraki Tomura and blowing up one of his main guys. odd stuff like that

Bubble’s explaining that “Chisaki” (whom I’m just gonna keep referring to as Overhaul even if Deku doesn’t know his villain name yet) has started reassembling the yakuza groups, and that they recently made contact with the League of Villains

Deku’s all “the League of Villains?!” yeah, you know the guys. kidnapped your boyfriend, creeped on you at the mall, etc.

apparently they haven’t been able to get direct evidence of him plotting evil. wow, really?? his quirk isn’t exactly subtle

but Nighteye says they can’t treat them like villains until they get proof of criminal activity

well then, putting Deku on the job is the right fucking call, let me tell you right now. bad guys love to do evil shit around this kid. you’ll have your evidence before the day is out

semi-unrelated side note, have you guys heard Overhaul’s theme from the OST? because it’s fucking sick. like, if you’re looking for kind of a Naruto-meets-trap-beat vibe, this is your fucking jam right here

(ETA: honestly his theme is too good for him. he doesn’t deserve such a badass theme)

anyway so now we are cutting to a group of people, and then to two panels of people’s feet

who even knows who these people are, but one of them is barefoot

it looks like a little girl...?

what the

ohhhhhhh dang

okay, so. I recently couldn’t resist AO3’s siren song and did some careful fic scouting. I was very careful, so I’ve managed to avoid pretty much anything potentially spoilery thus far -- except for one thing. I know that there is a little girl character named Eri. I don’t know who she is or what’s her deal but I know she exists. and she’s a little girl

so like. is this her...?

by the way Mirio is fucking oblivious huh. just continues to walk along with his heroic patrol posture, totally unfazed

awww

Eri’s kind of adorable??

Deku’s apologizing to her -- “my bad, that must have hurt.” even though she ran into him. always so damned smooth, Deku

she looks really upset though

ohhhhhhhhhhhh shit

hahahahahaha OH FUCK

okay so I immediately have several questions and several more immediate concerns. is she related to Overhaul?? is she a hostage? are those bandages around her arms for a reason??

(ETA: MOTHERFUCKER DON’T GET ME STARTED. THIS IS THE MOST FUCKED UP THING I’VE READ IN A MANGA SINCE NINA AND HER FUCKING DOG)

she seems really scared and I think it’s because she thinks she’s about to get in trouble with Overhaul. and like, I don’t fucking want him to come one step closer to her lol. and I wonder if Deku’s hero instincts will prevent him from letting her go back with him

no wonder they had that whole “we can’t treat them like villains without evidence” thing. so now this becomes a case of “do I compromise the investigation in order to protect a scared child from potential abuse even though I’m not sure?”

and I think there’s only one answer to that question, particularly for Deku

well buddy, good luck with that internship

 bonus:

 just some random end-of-volume stuff

apparently Stain placed 29th in the character popularity poll. can you believe he got 25 fucking votes while Best Jeanist got only 22. I don’t fucking understand people

8 people voted for Bakugou’s mom and these people are good and smart and handsome and I like them

somehow Yoarashi got only 14 votes. I seriously thought he’d be more popular than that. I guess that’s what happens when you cross Todoroki and make him fail the provisional license exam. I still love you Yoarashi

the 23 people who voted Mineta as their favorite character should be automatically placed on a sex offender registry

Aoyama only got 17 votes and it’s a travesty. unappreciated in his time

and there is a fantastic page where the remaining class A kids who finished outside of the top 10 get to do their own cosplay two-page spread. sans Mineta, which is even better

Tokoyami is just. I have no words

somehow Mina even managed to work that 90s leopard print into her damn ren faire outfit. this girl will not be fucking deterred

what the fuck is this prototype Mirio hair

what a fucking liar. don’t act like you didn’t fully intend to give him the Tintin hair the entire time. are you trying to avoid being sued or what

(ETA: so is this why Mirio has a different hairstyle in every single flashback? can this be considered a running gag? because it’s amazing)

lastly, Nighteye apparently has green hair just like Deku, which I did not see coming. All Might what is it with you and green haired apprentices

(ETA: somehow I keep managing to forget this fact and it always surprises me lol)

[bitchronan]

Sun-Struck

Millicent/Ginny

Non-magical, college, texting AU

Warning for language & alcohol use

ao3

Tuesday, 11:04

Pansy to what was our group chat name again: Millie.. what was that?

Millicent: what was what?

Pansy: you just walked into a tree?

Millicent: I literally did not

Pansy: idk how else to say this .. yes you did

Blaise: hate to agree w/ pansy but I also bore witness

Millicent: ur all dirty fucking liars

Tracey: Ginny weasley just walked past

Tracey: don’t worry millie I don’t think she saw

Theo: wait what????

Theo: ginny weasley!!!?????

Millicent has left the group

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Pansy to dynamo titties: don’t think ur getting off this lightly

Millicent: why couldn’t I have better mates

Daphne: fuck right off we’re amazing

Astoria: heard you’ve got wet knickers for weasley female

Millicent: I’m blocking you all fr

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Millicent @itsmilliebitches

for sale: shitty friend group, will poke their giant noses in ur business and leave their dirty socks on yr floor (DRACO), starting bid: $0.06 and a piece of gum

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Wednesday, 09:43

Pansy created the group weaslette recon

Pansy added Millicent to the group

Pansy added Draco to the group

Pansy added Daphne to the group

Pansy added Blaise to the group

Pansy added Astoria to the group

Draco to weaslette recon: oooo exclusive members only club

Pansy: this is serious shit

Pansy: no fucking around

Blaise: except for millie

Blaise: ba dum tss

Daphne: please never say that again

Pansy: you have all been chosen for your unique talents

Pansy: Millie obviously u have no talents ur just here bc ur the one w the mega crush

Pansy: Daph ur weird friends w potter we can use that

Millie: oh thanks

Daphne: weird friends …

Pansy: Draco ur just super nosy

Pansy: Tori u and Ronald are still ‘friends’ right?

Pansy: and blaise u just have weirdly good stalker talents

Blaise: right so why are you here?

Pansy: im the brains obviously

Astoria: obviously..

Wednesday, 12:17

Astoria to ronnie 🌸: what are you up to??

Ron to tori 🌟: just laundry you?

Astoria: you know

Astoria: I have laundry to do too

Ron: 😊

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Blaise to draconis: you know I think the binoculars are a bit of a give away

Draco to blaze: it’s part of the look blaise

Draco: I’m committed to the aesthetic

Blaise: god ur gay

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draco @dracodormiens

need new friends who can truly appreciate the effort I put into being the only one w/ taste or sense of style.. or a skincare routine

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Wednesday, 13:54

Draco to weaslette recon: this is what I have learnt thus far about weasley the smallest:

Draco: she literally does not own any shoes other than sneakers

Draco: which, quite frankly, is a crime

Draco: she’s a lot taller than you think she is

Draco: I would say around 5’7

Draco: bearing in mind millie that you are actually the shortest person alive

Draco: that could present issues

Draco: also she’s friends with loony lovegood which doesn’t speak highly of her taste

Astoria: okay I actually learnt something useful so I’ll go now

Draco: ‘useful’?? okay Sherlock do your worst

Astoria: Ron said she plays football Monday, Tuesday and Fridays and some weekends

Astoria: she’s on the varsity team

Astoria: she works at that coffee shop by the science building

Astoria: she loves animals and volunteers at a rescue shelter when she has the time

Astoria: he also said she’s the most annoying person alive, has no sense of personal space and always takes his shit

Astoria: seeing as he’s her brother I think this is a bit of a biased assessment

Pansy: Astoria thank you for your good work

Pansy: draco I’m doubting your usefulness to this mission

Draco: guess I’ll just die then

Wednesday: 16:02

Daphne to cilliment: ginnys at the library

Daphne: surrounded by admirers

Millicent to dangly: can u blame them

Daphne: god ur wet

Millicent: 🖕🏼

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Millicent @itsmilliebitches

Some people are actually like the sun and everyone is just drawn to them ☀️

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Wednesday, 19:16

Ron to grotty sibling #6: Astoria was asking a lot about you earlier

Ginny to roonil: I wouldn’t find your girlfriend asking about your family odd apart from the fact that Draco Malfoy and Blaise zabini were following me around w a pair of binoculars

Ginny: btw I bagsie letting mum down in favour of my social life this week

Ron: fuck no I already have plans

Ron: also, not my girlfriend

Ginny: not if I text her first you don’t

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Ginny to birthgiver: mom I can’t come to dinner this weekend I have important plans

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Ron to Mom: Can’t make dinner this weekend but Ginny will be there she has nothing on xx

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Molly to Family: Any more of my ungrateful children want to stand me up this weekend?

Fred: now you mention it….

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Ginny Weasley @ginnyweasley like your tweet: “@itsmilliebitches: Some people are actually like the sun and…”

Thursday, 11:07

Theo to what was our group chat name again: why have we not spoken for like three days

Theo: wtf is going on??

Blaise: definitely not bc we have a new secret gc w/out you

Theo: hahaha I would rip your throat out

Pansy: :/

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Theo to bbbbbbbBLAISE: who is in this secret group chat

Theo: ANSWER ME

Blaise to the-no: if I told you it wouldn’t be secret

Theo: you’d better sleep with one eye open fucker

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Luna Lovegood to Millicent Bulstrode: there’s a party at phi delta alpha on Saturday

Luna Lovegood: I thought you might want to come since you clearly have a massive crush on Ginny

Luna Lovegood: She’ll be there, in case that wasn’t obvious

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Millicent to main group chat with everyone not secret cooler group chat: what are we all doing on Saturday

Millicent: rhetorical question we’re going to a party at pda

Draco: still the best fraternity name ever

Thursday, 14:12

Daphne to ditties (dynamo titties): anyone (millie) wanna go get coffee specifically at that place by the science building for no particular reason

Tracey: I’m down

Daphne: don’t remember inviting you but okay I guess

Millicent: how do you know she’s working today

Daphne: Penelope Clearwater from my business class is a manager there

Daphne: she showed me the rota

Millicent: on what grounds??

Millicent: Hey penny can I see the staff rota for the coffee shop you manage for vague and unspecified reasons

Daphne: pretty much yeah

Daphne: slytherin

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Tracey to ditties (dynamo titties): okay what’s everyone want?

Tracey: millie ur ordering for everyone

Tracey: millie??

Daphne: I think shes literally lovestruck

Daphne: I want an oat milk latte w vanilla syrup

Daphne: oh look there’s potter we should go sit w him and his pals

Daphne: the sister of my friend’s best mate is my crush and all that

Tracey: as the spice girls so wisely said

Tracey: if you wanna be my love you gotta get with my friends

Daphne: zigazig ah

Tracey: pray be upstanding for the mighty spice girls

Millicent: fuck off im actually about to crap myself

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Daphne to potter: oi potter who are your pals?

Harry to daphne g: daphne, fancy seeing you here

Daphne: we have ulterior motives

Harry: should I be worried?

Daphne: ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies

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Daphne to ditties (dynamo titties): millie whats that on your cup??

Millie: ??? what do u mean

Tracey: there’s something drawn on your cup

Tracey: it looks kind of like a sun

Daphne: why does she look like shes about to pass out?

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Luna Lovegood invited you to the event shindig / Saturday, 21:00

Going / Maybe / Can’t go

Saturday, 19:38

Millicent to skkkkrrrr: okay I need help of the wardrobe variety big time

Pansy: omw

Millicent: id rather not look like a bdsm stripper but thanks for the offer

Pansy: don’t speak to me or my 47000 pairs of similar but slightly varied fishnets ever again

Daphne: just wear like

Daphne: clothes

Millicent: thank fuck for that idea

Millicent: fuck u all theo will help me

Pansy: if you want to look like a stressed librarian be my guest

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Millicent to main group chat with everyone not secret cooler group chat: everyone but pansy and daphne I need help with my outfit

Draco: fishnets not on the menu then?

Pansy: I resent the implication

Theo: how about a nice sweater?

Pansy: im not saying anything

Astoria: theo it’s a party not a meeting of grammar lovers worldwide

Blaise: you’re all hopeless I must truly do everything myself

Millicent renamed the group blaise + fake friends

Blaise: I approve this message

Saturday, 22:17

Millicent to blaise + fake friends: hey

Millicent: crazy idea

Millicent: what if we /didn’t/ go

Draco: we’re here so a little late to chicken out

Millicent: who’s gonna fucking stop me

Tracey: literally all six of us

Blaise: right who wants a drink?

Pansy: I want 5 please

Pansy: oh tori there’s ur boyfriend

Astoria: are u sure u know what a boyfriend is pans

Pansy: bite me greengrass miniature

Astoria: 🙄

Draco: if you’ll all excuse me I’m going to go get blackout drunk

Theo: who said you don’t have hobbies

Daphne: come on millie I’ll hold your hand whilst you pine over weasley from afar

Saturday, 23:45

Harry to daphne g: I have ur friend

Daphne to potter: is this a hostage situation?? Bc I don’t really want her back

Harry: she just did three shots of tequila then downed an unidentified drink george gave her

Daphne: definitely don’t want her back then

Harry: I think she’s gonna hurl

Daphne: oh don’t worry millie doesn’t vomit she just ruins her life through questionable decisions

Harry: ever thought that perhaps that is worse?

Daphne: but infinitely more entertaining

Harry: daph

Daphne: fine im coming

Daphne: where are you?

Harry: kitchen

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Daphne to potter: where are you???

Harry to daphne g: she got away, im in pursuit

Daphne: what do you mean got away??

Harry: gave me the slip, did a runner, kicked me in the shin and took off running

Daphne: I hope it bruises

Daphne: youre a terrible babysitter

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Daphne to weaslette recon: anyone seen millie?

Astoria: yea she’s with me

Daphne: is she plastered?

Astoria: she seems fine??

Astoria: we’re playing foosball w ron and ginny

Astoria: hmmm

Daphne: what??!!

Astoria: she just took her shirt off

Daphne: must’ve been slow acting

Sunday, 00:03

Draco to blaise + fake friends: are my eyes decieveing me or is millie making out w girl weasley w no top on in the middle of the living room

Blaise: unless this is a shared hallucination in which case I will be gracefully committing suicide tomorrow then yes

Tracey: dw im filming the whole thing

Daphne: maybe we should stop them before they fully have sex in front of everyone

Astoria: or millie suggests body shots

Millicent: BODDY SHPTS!!!

Astoria: oh shit

Sunday, 08:39

Daphne to millie before you ask yes you did take your top off and suck vodka out of weaslettes navel last night: not to be dramatic but I think an angry dragon has taken up residence in my head

Draco: if any of you are truly my friends you will bring me 7 mcdonalds hash browns and 5 advil

Draco: and a coffee

Pansy: already omw to mcdonalds

Pansy: anyone else want anything?

Blaise: you could see if they’ve got millie’s dignity laying around

Pansy: doubtful

Pansy: recon in draco’s room in 15

Pansy: those of you who are alive

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Daphne to cilliment: [Attachment: 1 image]

Daphne: a hashbrown or 9 to wash away the shame

Millicent to dangly: I’m literally dropping out and going home

Daphne: you kicked harry in the shin

Millicent: he probably deserved it

Sunday, 08:55

Ron to tori 🌟: so my sister and ur mate have got further than we have

Astoria to ronnie🌸: I can’t think what you mean

Ron: what are you doing today?

Astoria: trying not to die

Astoria: trying to stop Millie from killing herself

Astoria: the usual

Ron: I don’t think you need to worry about that

Ron: [Attachment: 1 image]

Astoria: omfg!!!!!!!!

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Astoria renamed the group ginny weasley loooooooves millie

Astoria to ginny weasley loooooooves millie: [Attachment: 1 image]

Astoria: @Millie

Blaise: omg

Draco: maybe weaslette has taste after all

Tracey: :’) it’s a proud day for all of us

Pansy: if you’d worn fishnets she’d have called you mind-blowingly fuckable instead of just hot

Pansy: just stating the facts

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Ginny Weasley to Millicent Bulstrode: so.. I know more of your bellybutton than I do of you

Ginny Weasley: but what I do know I like

Sunday, 09:27

Astoria to ronnie 🌸: so where are we going tomorrow?

Ron to tori 🌟: tomorrow?

Astoria: on our first date

Wednesday, 13:48

Ginny to birthgiver: about Saturday

Molly to Ginny: You’re not getting out of it this week. I haven’t seen you in almost 3 weeks now.

Ginny: actually I was going to ask if I could bring my girlfriend