#she was the only one to not bully him in som

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people don't talk enough about percy and silena's friendship enough

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Can’t fucking sleep so here is som Leona and Idia head cannons.

Well start off with wholesome:

Twisted wonderland had a smiliar app to discord so Idia and Leona will sit on a call and just chat about any thing random and play chess through the app.

Idia taught Leona how to play a few of his favorite games so that way when there hanging out they can play together

Despite Idia leaving his dorm on occasion Leona will no matter what go to idias dorm to hang out with him.

Leona brings Idia snacks

Idia and Leona have and will bathe together since it’s nice and calming

Leona drags Idia to nap with him and will worm his way in to idias sweater.

After Leona overblotted he dident talk to Idia much. Idia assumed he might have done something wrong and didn’t leave his dorm till Leona dragged him out to a cafe where Leona explained what happened.

After the whole book six Idia feels terrible about what happened and like he dosent deserve Leona so he try’s to push Leona away but Leona won’t budge and stays around

With all the wholesome stuff out of the way let’s do something slightly more spicey shall we so 18+ under this line

So the not so wholesome very horny headcannons:

Leona tops that’s obvious. Idia topped once and Leona has a small burn on his sholder from when Idia kissed him and his hair got in the way. (Idia apologized for days after wards)

Idia dosent like to face Leona during sex but Leona loves seeing idias expressions when he close and since Leona’s topping he get to pick how Idia is positioned.

You know how cats dicks are barbed yeah. Leona had to be really careful when he fucked Idia for the first time and it was awkward to all hell.

Leona has on a few occasions made Idia cock warm him well Idia is gaming. He also quiet enjoys when Idia get frustrated at games.

They’ve definitely had she in the shower/bath.

Leona is great for after care. warm bath he’s got it. Snack he’ll go grab some. Cuddling and praise coming right up. Idia leans more towards cuddles but also says softer praises or will put on something he knows Leona like(be nice to the tops they need after care too)

Anyways kinks go as follows

Idia:

Bondage (being the one tied up or even slightly restrained)

Praise (being told he’s doing good)

Degradation (don’t bully him he’ll cum)

Face fucking (he only slightly enjoys being used)

Leona:

Dacryphilia (just a small hunch a guess if you will)

Begging (only because it mean he can hear Idia whine like a little slut)

Degradation and praise (get you a man who dose both)

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More HxH headcanons!

Leorio has had a mullet.

Hisoka shows up at illumi's window frequently.

Mike sheds his summer coat all at once but he still loses a lot of fluff, Illumi uses so many lint rollers it's insane.

Killua and the gang buy random phone numbers on Craigslist to bully Illumi and whenever he gets these texts, he kicks his feet like a little girl.

Silva told all the other Zoldycks not to buy Killua a birthday present so he could seem like the best dad ever and comfort his son when the rest of the family “forgot”

Kikyo is a flat earther.

Hisoka finds Illumi’s hair everywhere in his apartment.

Hisoka is actually a natural ginger but he covers up his freckles with texture surprise and dyes his hair.

Milluki hates Killua because in his eyes his brother took everything from Illumi (he did but it wasn't his fault) and he knows Illumi won't hate him so he feels like he has to do it for him.

Milluki is always worried about Illumi because well... He's Illumi.

Milluki and Illumi flip each other off if they pass by each other in the hallway.

Chrollo spams Illumi with texts equivalent to “Quit your job, join my emo band”

Whenever Illumi returns from an especially long mission, Kikyo picks him up when she hugs him.

Zeno gave up his role as head to Silva on the condition he got a say in what happened to Killua, he doesn't care about any of the other kids and won't do anything about Silva being a terrible human being as long as it doesn't affect Killua.

Illumi talks about his siblings so much (Especially Killua but that was implied) that sometimes Hisoka feels like he’s dating a single mom.

Illumi loves his mother but secretly feels that he would be a better fit as Killua’s mother despite being a man.

Zeno constantly makes fun of Silva for letting Kikyo dress their sons up as little girls and “Giving in to his woman”

Since the Zoldycks are immune to poisons, Kikyo wears dresses in authentic scheele’s green and to build up tolerance the Zoldycks would give their children toys painted with it.

When Killua was little, Illumi used to just sit on his bed and watch sleep all night; gently stroking his hair every now and then.

Kikyo is manic, she hurts her children and then cries about them being hurt while bandaging them up.

Kikyo’s mood changes rapidly, with Illumi she is jealous of him and berates him half the time and is the most supportive mother the other half.

Not really a headcanon but if Illumi can sharpen his nails like Killua, which I assume he can, I feel bad for Hisoka though he probably enjoys it.

Illumi can crack all his joints and it freaks Milluki out.

The Zoldyck siblings are mad creative with insults.

Kalluto has 3 dads and none of them are Silva (Chrollo, Phinks and Illumi)

Illumi is very nitpicky once he comes out of his shell.

Hisoka and Illumi have specialty weapons that are a lot higher quality for when they eventually fight each other.

One time Illumi was in a really good mood and got way too excited to see Mike, the giant beast had lipstick stains all over him.

Illumi tried to summon a demon because Hisoka told him he needed a hobby and he wasn’t sure what to do, Chrollo happily volunteered as the sacrifice.

Illumi enjoys embarrassing his siblings.

The phantom troupe members always ruffle Kalluto’s hair when they walk by him.

Hisoka blasts music while getting ready and Illumi smashes dishes to drown out the sound because he thinks Hisoka’s music is trashy.

Illumi has all of his siblings baby teeth in a jar on his nightstand.

One time Gon tried to make his own orange juice but he added salt instead of sugar to it and cried.

Kalluto knows fan language and uses it on Zushi who is absolutely oblivious.

Illumi organizes when he’s stressed but eventually he runs out of things to organize som he goes into Milluki’s room and cleans. Milluki used to get pissed but now he’s found out that he can pretend he did it an only gets slightly annoyed.

Kalluto and Illumi have a long standing game where Kalluto will try to land a hit on Illumi as he goes about his day to day, he’s only be successful four times and usually ends up getting held upside down by his feet.

Hisoka actually has a lot more aura than it seems, he just uses a lot of it on bungee gum to keep his ridiculous outfits in the right places.

Illumi throws pins around his room when he’s bored but it drives Milluki nuts because they share a wall.

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ur right percy would so bitch to drew

Ever since posting that, I have seen so much more Drew appreciation and defense and I’m so happy but I’m on my knees for Drew and Percy fics 🙏🙏 please they’d be so mean and hot together 😫

Anyways I’m gonna respond with headcanons because this is my post and I can - and yes they are all over the place and not chronological what do you want from me

Drew came to camp during the SOM and was claimed before Percy got there. She saw him getting picked on for having a cyclops as a brother and then him pouting about it by the lake and she called him a loser and bullied him until he bullied her back and she was like. Yeah. He’s my friend now.

Shes used to people treating her differently because she’s pretty, she sees right through the pretty privilege and hates having fake friends who just want to hang around the pretty girl - especially guys who just want her for her looks. So she’s mean and cruel to see if people will be like “ur being a bitch” or if they just let her do her thing because she’s pretty

When Percy was mean back to her it like won him some points with her. Plus he can match her wit. And he read her to filth she’s not gonna lie and she needs more people like that around her

She was like his only friend that summer - I know Annabeth was his friend but they were fighting and on rocky terms so he would hang out with her in his free time.

She laughed when Percy told Tantalus to chase a donut and she had to go clean the stables as punishment

Drew adored Silena and looked up to her as her older sister and camp councilor. She thought it was cool for a child of Aphrodite to go against the rule in cabin 10 and date Beckendorf without breaking his heart. She related to it as like a child of Aphrodite going against the grain since she is you know daughter of love and is the most bitchiest person on the planet

When Beckendorf died and Silena was practically catatonic, Drew became her fill in, taking care of her siblings while Silena mourned and trying to take care of Silena when the other kids weren’t around so they wouldn’t worry - she truly has such a soft heart but only for a select few

When Annabeth was kidnapped in TTC, she wasn’t at camp and heard through the grapevine what happened but she didn’t know where Percy was so she couldn’t Iris message him. She tried Iris messaging him at camp but it didn’t go through. She wasn’t worried tho (yes she was)

She called him a grandpa the first time she saw him after that quest though because of his grey streak

She tried to teach him makeup during one of their hang outs but he already knew make up pretty well - she didn’t push on the why, she just helped him hone in on his skills (he stole his mom’s make up to his bruises from gabe)

Percy confided in Drew about Nico being a son of Hades because she’s like the central hub or headquarters for gossip at camp so she can put down rumors of Nico’s parentage and start up new ones to distract people. Also because she’s his friend too and he wanted her opinion on the whole thing

She’s almost as ignorant to the Great Prophecy as Percy is since she came to camp after him but she’s heard things here and there about it and when he tells her that he’s taking on the prophecy to protect Nico, she looks at him like he’s already dead just like Annabeth and Grover do and he can’t stand it so he pulls away from her, Annabeth, and Grover to spend more time with Rachel because she’s the only one who doesn’t treat him like a dead man walking

Drew found Silena’s scythe bracelet but since she wasn’t a camp councilor she didn’t know that there was a spy in their midst so she just thought it was some weird gift Beckendorf made her and put it back without saying anything

Since they were in the midst of a war with like fifty kids on their side, they could waste man power gathering the bodies of the fallen and showing them proper respect until after the fight was over. Drew stumbled upon Silena’s body, still smoking and melting from the acid, scythe charm in hand. After having seen Kronos wielding said weapon, things started to click for her as she stared down at her dead and disfigured sister.

That was the first time Drew actually fought in the war and wasn’t helping the wounded in the hotel. She was so enraged with Kronos, with Luke, with Silena, with Percy, and with herself

Percy found her and fought alongside her to protect her from enemies that almost broke through her defense since she was so angry and emotional she wasn’t even thinking about it

He tried to talk to her after the fact but she just threw the scythe charm bracelet at him without saying a word. That was the last time they spoke until Percy disappeared

She didn’t care when Percy and Annabeth got together. Distantly, she thinks she may have been proud and happy deep, deep, deep down but it was overshadowed by her rage and grief. Will understood that all too well as they had both been in the infirmary seeing all the gore and damage and death, all the lives they couldn’t save. Will blamed Percy for Michael, Drew was angry with Percy for not telling her anything about a potential spy that ended up being her sister who she KNEW! She KNEW she had that damn bracelet, but she didn’t have the information to put it together!

Now whispers of Silena being the traitor float around and she hears them as central hub of gossip but she can’t put them out. She’s enraged with Silena. She was everything Drew admired, she felt like her and Silena were the in the same vein of Aphrodite children, different, going against the grain. She helped Silena mourn. She took over for her as camp councilor. The whisper became about her and how if Silena, one of the sweetest girls in camp, could turn on them, then Drew, one if the meanest, probably already has.

She became a bit paranoid looking for potential traitors even if there wasn’t a war to be fought. She didn’t want what happened with Silena and Percy to happen to her again. So when Percy went missing and this new girl was claimed by Aphrodite with the power of charmspeak who seemed to stand against the cliche version of Aphrodite that people expected - Drew saw Silena.

Speaking of charmspeak, Drew never really used it until after the war. She never felt the need to until she was camp councilor and Silena was gone and she was paranoid and she needed some way to ensure that she knew everything that was happening so she got her cabin under her control and put her ear to the ground to catch every little whisper of gossip so she wouldn’t be surprised like that again

She only stopped being mad with Percy when he went missing. She thought it would be some short stint until Hera gave Annabeth a vision and she went out in search of him but returned with three random kids. Again, needing to feel in control, she but in and tried to wrangle the situation under her control by grabbing the boy who looked like he wielded power who may have known something who said weird things. She was trying to get info on what they were doing here and if they knew anything about Percy and his whereabouts

She can immediately clock sexualities. She knew TLH trio were all queer in some aspect. (Valgrace & sapphic Piper is real and true to me)

It used to be a little game she’d play with Percy where she’d point out some kid and go “pansexual” and he’d look the kid over and go “ehhh…demi” and it was more like a test honestly. She’d throw out right and wrong labels depending on the day and Percy would either agree or offer a counter label.

It led to Percy being kind of alright at clocking queer people and also led to a huge miscommunication between them and Jiper. Piper called Jason her boyfriend and Percy whipped his head around to look her over, having already clocked her as sapphic, and asked real skeptically “boy…friend???” And it happened to come across more scathing like along the lines of “You have a boyfriend? How could someone ever like you?” rather than “I thought you were gay?”

Jason tried to defend her like “Watch what you’re saying to my girlfriend” or some other alpha wolf shit and Percy looked him over the same way like “girlfriend???????????” even more incredulous. The ghost of Drew cackled loud as fuck for that btw oh my god they’re so lucky Drew wasn’t on that ship

When they eventually broke up and Piper came out and Jason and Leo started getting closer Percy was. Not surprised in the slightest.

Hot take: Percy clocked Nico as gay but he couldn’t clock his crush on him because of his shit self-esteem

Drew lives in New York in some rich neighborhood idk New York I don’t live there. Google says Upper East Side so I’ll just put that here in hopes it makes sense to someone.

Drew and Percy (pre-second titans war) used to hang out outside of camp. She’d drag him to go shopping with her and carry her bags and as payment she’d take him to buy new boards so whatever skateboarding terminology fits here. He’d end up dragging her to the park and trying to teach her how to skate and it’s the most fun she’s ever had even if her knees and elbows are banged up from falling over and over again, the only thing she can feel is the ache in her abdomen and face from laughing so hard and smiling so wide

She teaches him an Aphrodite tactic of warfare in using your looks to your advantage. She teaches him about pretty privilege and is like “a pretty face will get you almost anything” and he’s like “why do I need to know this it’s not like I can use this” and she just stares at him like “jfc ur so dumb”

He ends up using it while roaming California with no memory. With no memory, his self esteem is like. Balanced out so he’s not cocky but he’s not insecure. He’s objective and he can tell that some people are attracted to him so he uses it to his advantage. He’ll smile and flirt with the cashiers and workers to distract them while he steals food or he’ll charm restaurant workers into giving him like a plate of food at the end of the night. He isn’t sure where he learned it but damn is it useful.

When (which Stoll was it? Connor?) Connor pulled the note from Annabeth out of the fire and informed them that Percy and Annabeth were in Tartarus, that was when she finally forgave him and let go of all the anger she had been harboring, worry and concern taking it’s place

Speaking of Tartarus, that scene of Percy manipulating Bob to kill Hyperion? Those are skills he learned from Drew three points up.

Being thrown back into war, Drew fought the entire time this time rather than camping out in the infirmary and helping with the wounded.

She fights like Percy since Percy helped train her. She didn’t want to train with anyone else since she knew she’d get comments like “a daughter of Aphrodite wishes to fight?” Or something along those lines but she trusted Percy not to say anything like that since he’s never been one to believe generalizations. Its part of the reason why he has such a good relationship with cabin ten, because he treats them like demigods rather than shallow children of Aphrodite

Drew and Rachel knew each other before they met through Percy. Their fathers dragged them to the same business party or some other rich man lingo here. They ended up becoming good friends and exchanging numbers. They don’t “meet through Percy” until after Rachel becomes the oracle and they run into each other at camp like “??? Wtf????”

Drew loves anime and forced Percy to watch it. He’s unamused in the beginning but soon enough he’s bugging Drew to invite him over so they can watch more because she has all the good streaming services. This is a secret to everyone else but them. The only reason it gets out is because Piper makes a reference on the Argo ii and Percy and Leo laugh at it. Annabeth is baffled. Percy keeps Drew’s involvement a secret tho. He knows how important her reputation is to her and he’s a real one.

Percy, Rachel, and Drew end up at some company party together because Rachel dragged him along because like hell is she suffering alone and Drew finally enjoys one of these stupid parties with her friends. She acquires champagne through charmspeak but Percy declines (because I’m a (California) sober!Percy truther) and he becomes Drew and Rachel’s chaperone. They run around doing stupid shit while he keeps them safe - also having fun with them.

Rachel’s father refuses to invite Percy to these parties anymore but Drew’s father is more focused on the fact that this is the first time he’s seen his daughter like truly happy so he keeps inviting Percy much to the chagrin of Mr. Dare.

When the second giant war comes to an end and the fighting is over, Drew just rushes across the battleground and throws her arms around Percy and he’s surprised until he starts to feel her tears soaking his shirt and he guides her away from everyone. She finally breaks down not just from this war or losing him for that bit of time but from all the rage and anguish and losing her sister and the second titan war and just…all of it. She just cries against him silently. She’s not a loud crier and she denies having ever cried against him even when she pulls her head back to wipe her tears.

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I NEEEED som jealous possessive bam bam, like I need that injected in my veinsssss PLEASEE

When You Don’t See Me

Y/N tells her boyfriend she want to take a break, not knowing the whirlwind that would follow.

Bam Margera X Fem!Reader

(Angst, Fluff)

3k Words

Warnings: Highly suggestive content, unhealthy relationships, a LOT of unhealthy coping mechanisms, depression, alcohol, alcoholism, description of injury, fights, piss, manipulation, drug use mention, hookups, gossip, lovers to enemies to lovers, possessiveness, jealousy

An: Thank you for the request!! I got the idea to explore not only how Y/N reacts to his behavior, but the psychology behind all of his outrageous behavior in his relationship with Y/N and how those around him react to it! This is decently darker and more metaphorical than my usual work, but I wanted to branch out a little and try new genres :) Lmk if you wanna see more stuff like this and keep sending in those requests! ;D

When you told him you wanted to take a break, you tried to let Bam down as gently as possible. Not two days later, you caught your now ex-boyfriend airing his dirty laundry on Sirius XM for all of America to hear. “But, Like- really, I don’t think she even cared about me...” Bam leaned back in his chair, the way his voice rose from emotion making your blood boil and heart ache at the same time, “ Like, ever.”

Ryan, always one to come to your defense when one of Bam’s dumb little buddies would give you a hard time, must’ve sensed the crumpled look on your face as you listened from your car. “I mean, maybe she just…couldn't handle all the fame stuff- I know chicks got issues with that sometimes.” “No- no, cause listen!” Bam interjected in that far too familiar tone, throwing himself into a rant, “Cause I come home with a broken elbow, and you know what she says? Nothing! Doesn’t ask what happened or anything! It’s like she doesn’t even give a shit. ”

When he came home from that skate tour touting a sling, you hadn’t asked him about it because it was the fourth time he’d broken it since you had dated him, and in all likelihood he’d get pissy with you if you did. Novak took the opposite position, “Dude, don’t even fuckin’ worry about it. You could get pussy in any zip code- youre Bam Margera!”

You’d half expected this shit, preemptively dashing the idea that Bam could handle this the way a mature adult might. Still, you had decided that you weren't going to let some schoolyard bully keep you from being happy. So, you managed to score a date with some nice guy who worked your shift- Friday, you got yourself all preened up with the intention of making a good impression at the local bar that night. And it started out nice enough- plenty in common, good chemistry, and a far cry from the manchild you were with before…

But when your date stepped away for a minute, you turned back to your drink only to hear, “Hey, who’s captain dipshit?” The way his voice grated on you made taking a rusty butter knife to your inner ear sound pretty tempting right about now. Trying your hardest to keep your nerve, tension settled in your throat, “Bam, I told you: I want to take a break. We agreed,” Without missing a beat, the little shit stepped closer, getting all up in your face with that dull, possessive look in his eye, “What? You fuckin’?” “Bam!” He shot a practiced glance over his shoulder, provocativity cloaked by liquor-fueled nonchalance, “What? M’just wonderin’ what you an’ Mr. Three Sided Dick Duster over there’ve been gettin’ up to- real catch y���got there.”

Leaning against the sticky bar top, frustration was heavy in your worlds as you spoke up over the excited roar of the bar, “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” When you were together, it seemed you were the perfect, warm little center of the universe. The room still got quiet now, but in this terrible, bitter way that made unlucky witnesses' skin crawl. “For one goddamn night, would it-“ At the slightest resistance, Bam backed off as if you were some aggressive animal snarling at him, “Alright, alright! Jeez, woman…”

Letting out a sigh mixed with relief and resentment, you didn’t end up catching what he did after disappearing into the crowd. See, Bam had been watching you with your date from afar before he’d stepped in, so he knew what the guy looked like before he stepped away to the men’s- enough to know the back of his head when he strutted into the bathroom and nestled right right next to that asshole. “Hey. Y’know that chick y’were talkin’ to? Yeah, keep an eye out- that one’s a psycho bitch.”

Bam didn’t seem to care how your date just stared at the tile in front of him, a little uncomfortable with the way he’d chosen the urinal right next to his despite nearly every other one being open. “Fucked half’a Westchester. Got all these gnarly STD’s an’ shit too.” Intimidated, he actually believed him. Blinking with recognition, your date zipped up his pants. “Oh. Thanks, man- really dodged a bullet there…” And thus began the awful corrosion of Mr. Bam Margera’s soul.

A couple weeks of no contact later, Bam discovered that the journey to the palace of personal enlightenment begins and ends with beer. Sure, he had drank before you left him, but it was sissy shit. Now, he was drinking. Unseasonably cold, he hunched his shoulders, shoving his hands in his pockets to fight off the wind. “Alright, man!” Novak, who was always happy to be drinking on Bam’s tab, threw an arm around his shoulders as the rest of the gang followed behind into the bar, “Let’s get wasted.”

It was the same cheesy ass line he’d used three times this week, and it was only Thursday. Nobody, not his close friends nor the general public, made any mention of this shift in Bam's behavior, writing it off the same way they did when he dumped his hummer in the quarry- the disease of having too much money: Affluenza. Spoiled MTV rich boy acted like a spoiled MTV rich boy- alert the presses…

Drunk, Bam was a neglected child- brooding over lost pool games and getting into petty arguments in which he was obviously in the wrong- these nights usually ending with him passing out and needing to be carried home by Dunn. Glancing across the bar, that anxious, stir crazy feeling simmered deep in his loins.

“Yo, I’m gonna go take a leak.” Dunn shot him a nod as he hopped off the barstool, “Alright, don’t fall in.” Though he didn’t say anything, he was the only one to notice Bam’s off behavior; that flimsy look in his eye when he made a joke that nobody laughed at, the weird intensity that followed him around in this evil cloud- and of course, the drinking. But, I mean- Dunn didn’t say anything. Listen, if Ryan’s girl dumped his ass and he turned to the bottle, the last thing he’d want is his best friend stagin’ some kinda intervention. So he kept his mouth shut.

Bam discovered that, in crowded college bars, you could take a piss in some corner or on an arcade cabinet, and nobody’d ever care. Cruising across the dance floor he was moving a checker to another square, Bam started sizing up the population for a worthy target. Bingo. So inconspicuously, he crept up behind the biggest, roided-up frat dude in the joint, who too busy bragging about how much he could bench to hear the soft teeth of a zipper undoing.

“Yeah, I’m gonna hit the ARC tomorrow with Brett an’ Travis. I’ve been workin’ on this-“ Oh, that look on his face once he noticed the warm, dark spot on his khakis after Bam had emptied his bladder on the back of his leg...Priceless. “Dude- what the fuck?!” And when that man twice his size got all up in his goddamn face to freak him out, the shit eating grin on Bam’s face didn’t even twitch. “Yeah? Cmon fucker, whatch’a gonna do ab-“ In one quick twitch muscle jerk, mister Beta Alpha Mu swung a quick right hook, plating MTV star teeth in thick, tan knuckles.

So Bam swung back. Weeks of petty, dumb fights morphed his hands into over-pruned tree branches, with purple knobs of broken bone that were more a result of his limp-wristed punching than they were actual battle scars. The angry, little red scrapes, the black eyes that changed color in the mirror like mold; he was alive, and this shit was proof of it. Bam had free fucking will and freedom- and he still had all of his teeth despite the blood that was painting his enamel.

Diffusing the situation, Ryan tugged his best friend into the crowd, away from the still shouting meathead and toward the door, knowing his friend would’ve gotten turned into burger before he conceded. Stumbling behind, the cool night air bit at Bam’s adrenaline flushed skin, muscles burning as he collapsed against his chest. Ryan held him steady as if he were waiting for the gears in his best friend's brain to start turning, “What the hell happened?”

There’s blood on Ryan’s t-shirt now. The question was rhetorical. The passerby who stared at the two knew that; it’s Bam, that’s what he does. And he knew that too, glancing up with those big, painfully blown out pupils. His eyes were so goddamn blue…

Most mornings, Bam woke up tangled in sheets that were not his. It was as if waking up cold and alone in the bedrooms of strange, blood-sucking sycophant women was anything other than a cry for help. Disoriented, he blinked awake, the early morning chill of the air alerting him first to the fact that he was naked, before the sounds of life- female life, in the next room over, hit his ears.

Bam went out and hooked up with girls, which was never hard. Women caught wind that he was out at some bar and they started throwing themselves at him like Hands on a Hardbody; with a Lamborghini instead of the D12. The events blurred together in this vestigial memory of sleaze, but that isn’t to say he didn’t remember some of it. Take this scene from the previous night: tucked away in some intimate little corner-of-the-bar pleather booth, there were five chicks to the one him- and they were just relishing him with all that delicious attention. Bam needed it the way he needed air. Melting under this affection, he chuckled, “I’m goin’ on this tour with Tony Hawk this summer, and-“ The one running her fingers through his curls cooed, “Really? That’s so cool…”

Bam was occupied with the notion that all those shit feelings could just shoot out his dick with his load…Yeah. Soft curves, warm bodies, and all the free range pussy a guy could drown in. He fucked and, he fucked, and he sowed his wild goddamn oats with any woman who’d seen his face on MTV. And here’s the weird thing: Bam could reach out and touch these girls; he could feel the flesh on their hips pool between his fingers, and he could feel the silicone in their lips when he kissed them, but beneath the skin, there was nothing. He was simply not there.

Stumbling to his feet, he wandered over to the mirror in the hall, taking a glance at his reflection as he passed. That’s who he was: Bam fucking Margera. He was private jets to skate events, and brand deals with designer sunglasses, and the winding filigree down his ribs that caught that light as he examined himself. That hollow collar of bruises and hickeys was worn with pride. Bleach washed laminate of Ms.Whoever’s Chichester condo felt cold on his feet as he stumbled into the kitchen, trying to get his bearings. “Oh, morning!” The big green eyes on the chipper blond stranger at the island lit up as he sat down, bare ass on one of the stools, “Hungry?”

Bam gave her a drowsy, nondescript hum, leaning his head into his hand. He wasn’t. Yet that bowl of cereal slid in front of him, little rainbow O’s bobbing and swirling in the milk. It reminded him of how, when you dated, you never made him breakfast. You never fussed over him, or asked him where he was going, or told him to call when he was across the country, filming…Anyways, breakfast- the two of you usually ended up going to Denny’s the morning after: french toast and pancakes and moons over my hammy…

“I could start you a shower if you’d like.” He was shaken from his carby fantasies by the cheerleader titter, “Maybe we could go out later, or-“ Bam waved her off, not even meeting her gaze as he stood up from artisan, hand carved Ziricote to to grab the same jeans he’d worn for a week from where he kicked them onto the floor last night, “Nah, I got some…things’t do today.” And that cereal sat there as she watched him do up his belt with a dreamy smile.

He was a trophy to these women, something they could hang on their shelf and brag about: it’s the new Bam Margera doll by Element Toys! Bring him home and take his clothes off! Steal his sports watch off his wrist while he’s sleeping and refuse to return his calls! Don’t tell him your boyfriend’s on his way home until he’s gettin’ pulled off you and thrown out your front door, pants around the ankles! Accessories not included…

It got to a point where he had to wonder: what’s the point of the drinking? I mean, you have fun and fuck arround, but a while ago, it was just work to keep up that exciting, MTV rich boy persona that everybody’s expecting when they hear Bam’s making public appearances. Sure, he could do a bump or whatever to keep being fun, but that gets stale. And if he drank alone in his bedroom, he would really have a problem. What about the girls? Sure, they felt good for a night, but again- even though they were jumping at him, Bam felt like it was so much work to get in their bed…He was tired. So, he slept- well, more accurately he laid in bed. It was the longest he’d gone without skating since he twisted his ankle on the vert ramp. Phone calls and emails went unanswered, videos stayed unedited far behind schedule.

Rock bottom would be delivered by the divine messenger that was Bam’s cd player. To think back on this- it’s fucking shameful. He’d sooner take an ancient dagger to his wrists and make a blood oath to never, ever, ever commit such an egregious, melodramatic deed. Bam listened to Razorblade Romance, cover to cover, three goddamn times. Curtains drawn, his body nestled firmly in the him shaped divot in the bed. Oh, Ville…he made this kind of emotional suffering sound beautiful.

And between tracks twelve and thirteen, he got to wondering: what the actual fuck was he was doing? Bam came to the base realization that he didn’t want to feel this bitter, stabbing unhappiness anymore. By extension, didn’t wanna wallow in his own self pity which he’d previously been trying in vain to satisfy. So, what was he doing?

You opened your front door, and Bam was standing on your front step. More than angry, you were bewildered as to why the hell he’d even want to see your face, “What do you want?” Met with what he perceived as utter indifference from his once adoring girlfriend, he thought to tell you everything. Bam imagined himself putting his foot down and laying into you about how fucking miserable you’d been making him by being such a cold bitch, and how much he was entitled to feel better, but you hadn’t done anything but being gone. You weren't holding Bam at knifepoint and forcing him to pity himself. This was all him.

“I missed you.” It was the truth- the underlying truth to this bullshit. Coincidentally, that's the moment you noticed it: the healing split lip, the lingering green from an old bruise on his cheekbone. “What happened to your face?” Bam stepped through the open space not occupied by your body in the doorway, murmuring “Fight at the bar…” he paused at your perplexed expression before admitting with a ragged sigh, “A couple’a fights.”

So, you let him in. The little spiral Bam had tripped into after a few months without you had shattered him, and come to find out, nobody cared enough to put back those pieces well, nobody except you. “You look like shit...” Yeah, great attempt to keep things light. Bam was looking at himself through your eyes: the way his clothes hung off his frame, the sunken-in way his eyes sat in his skull- yeah, he probably did look like shit. “Are you okay? Can I get you somethin’ t’drink?” Bam gave you a nod.

You started out sitting on the couch, discussing the events that led to this, which morphed into laying, then your fingers weaving in his curls, holding him just like you used to. And there’s something funny that happens in men’s brains when they get sorely needed comfort. “I just…I gotta hole in me, you know? Like, this big, empty space in my heart or whatever- and I try to fill it,” Just barely restrained, Bam’s voice cracked in a way it hadn’t since he was a teenager, “and nothing ever fucking works, and I feel so lost, and…I’m cold.” Warm breath against your neck as he burrowed into you, he mumbled, “Fuckin…hold me. I’m cold.”

This sheer quantity of exhaustion drew uncharacteristic honesty from Bam’s lips. As pathetic as this would look to an outside observer, you felt empathy for the crumpled man-shaped ball of nerves in your lap- after all, you did date him. There was something cloyingly sweet about how bad he needed you.

As a consolation to his sorry state, you offered him something to drink, as is customary when you have guests over. Yes, he would like that very much. A few beers in, Bam mellowed out, and that brings you to the present. Looking down at the way he was sprawled out on your chest, you murmured, tenderly pushing some hair off of his forehead, “Y’wanna go’t Denny’s in the morning?” Bam couldn't imagine anything that sounded better than that.

[lilythelitten]

Murdle Jr. Headcanons

The second Murdle Jr. book comes out in two weeks!

So here are some headcanons about the Junior kids. (Buster not included, sadly, because it’s hard to come up with headcanons for a cat 😔)

Spoilers for Curious Crimes below!

Jake

Jake was mad about being sent to a stuck-up private school. For about a day. Then she found out Sacred Kidney was taught by the suspects Deductive Logico puts away on a weekly basis, and for a week straight she would not stop bugging them about what it was like to be investigated by him. (I feel like most of the suspects, for all their many issues, draw the line at harming kids. There may be exceptions, and I will tell you them when I come up with them :P)

Her coat is several sizes too big for her. She got it cheap and insists she’ll grow into it. She will one day. Today is not that day XD (shout-out to Lunar for this one)

Okay, so she doesn’t actively try to be a jerk, but. She can be? Like, when you’re making huge scenes, shouting accusations, being all dramatic in elementary school, you’re gonna make some poor kid cry. Doesn’t help she’s not exactly subtle. (Translation: the reason she would be expelled in the book was “generally being a bully” and I wanted to expand on that :P)

Despite her loud and confrontational personality, she has a surprising love for puzzles. Crosswords, jigsaws, logic puzzles—in her mind, this is peak detective work. She’s emulating her detective hero ^^ (Logico was just like “…holy crud” when he realized he actually had a fan)

Keeps a truly ridiculous assortment of things in her pockets, from candy to fake money to pencils (she lent Sterling one of hers, he did not want his formerly lucky pencil back after Eggplant murdered someone with it). Some have theorized her pockets are actually a bag of holding. (Once again, credit to Lunar for this one ^^)

Julius

So uh, Julius didn’t actually know his uncle was dating Deductive Logico. In his defense, the relationship was still pretty new by the time of Murdle Jr., but it was still an eye-opening experience when he saw his uncle kiss the weird tall guy with thick eyebrows.

On that note! Irratino’s not technically his uncle, Julius is the child of one of Tino’s cousins, but it’s a big family and everyone gets called aunt or uncle to make things easier.

One time, Julius asked Irratino how he and Logico got together. Irratino briefly mentioned their first meeting (not really their first, but SoM is a complicated story and Julius is ten years old) was Irratino faking his own death. Julius attempted to fake his own death to woo Coral. This backfired horribly when Irratino entered the room and almost had a heart attack. (Logico thought it was deserved.)

He tends to miss smaller details, being more focused on the vibes of things and also the obvious stuff. This actually works in his favor sometimes—while everyone else is obsessing over the tiny breadcrumbs, Julius points out the elephants in the room they missed.

He generally tries to play peacemaker. Jake and Olivia clash pretty often—Jake’s anger issues and Olivia’s ego aren’t the best mix—so Julius has to cool things down when tempers run high. Or, when that fails, grab Buster and duck for cover.

Olivia

It should surprise none of you that Olivia’s mother is. Not present. There’s not much of a story here: Olivia’s parents married young, had a baby young, and when Olivia was only a few months old, her mom basically called it quits and walked out. (You ever heard the song “You Don’t Even Know Who I Am” by Patty Loveless? It was basically that :P) Indigo refuses to talk about her (and if anyone asks, he says she died so they stop asking), there are no pictures, and Olivia doesn’t care much for her mother’s whereabouts.

You don’t get raised by an unrepentant narcissist and not pick up some ugly traits. While not nearly as bad as her father, Olivia has a noticeable ego, a bit of a bratty streak, is fairly unempathetic towards other people, and tends to go into everything assuming she’s the smartest person in the room—and, like him, is easily blindsided when someone outsmarts her.

Has a strong nerdy side. Not just for computers—she greatly enjoys sci-fi and video games, and has been getting into mysteries as well (much to her father’s chagrin).

Surprisingly, likes animals—especially cats—a lot. She really wants a pet cat, but her dad won’t let her get one. Not to be mean or anything, he’s just incredibly allergic and (understandably) likes being able to breathe through his nose :P

Her morals are kinda, uh. Looser than everyone else’s? Like, she isn’t gonna kill or harm anyone. But bribe a witness into revealing important details, blackmail a suspect to admitting their secrets, threaten the culprit’s livelihood until they’re confessing? What’s the harm? A lot, actually. And, frankly, being part of the Detective Club is what’s teaching her that (along with that respect doesn’t need to be earned, and that she doesn’t have to be the smartest person in the room).

[mizuki-foreshadowing]

The Climax: Kamiyama Cheer Squad! Episode 1

It's time for the Kamiyama Sports Festival, and Mizuki is actually excited to participate! Mizuki had tried to skip the last big school event, which turned into one of her first event stories: Kamiyama High Festival. An had reached out to her, respected Mizuki's fear of her classmates bullying her for being trans, and convinced her to spend the day together.

That wasn't the case this time though; Rui reflects that cheer squad members were selected the day the event was announced, and Mizuki is one of them, so she just happened to be at school today.

The episode, as its very first line, clarifies to western readers that the cheer team is co-ed and there's no particular stigma about boys being on it. This is relevant later.

Rui gives some exposition to the reader that the cheer competition gets every bit as much hype as the sports festival itself, but he's only passingly interested.

Mizuki brings An with her to try and find Rui; Mizuki wants to get Rui involved if she's going to have any fun during the festival.* An is the only student Mizuki gets along with from her class; even those two girls who'd heard her out in Episode 9 of N25's Main Story thought Mizuki was being obstinate on purpose despite, or potentially for, the negative attention.

Rui plays along with the theme of this year's cheer competition, the Three Kingdoms epic, and Mizuki plays back. Rui will consistently not understand why Mizuki cares about this school event.* However, Mizuki isn't just here to joke with Rui about something irrelevant.

There's a bit to unpack here. First, this is where opening the event story with the cheer competition being completely co-ed is relevant; the writers are clarifying that the point isn't Mizuki wanting to be on the cheer squad because she's a girl.

Second, An and Mizuki were chosen by their class for the cheer squad.* We see Mizuki determined to have fun and there's also no stigma or joke for her class to dig into about Mizuki's gender and her being on the cheer squad, but Mizuki's also not popular in her class. An is, and she's mentioned before that the person in her class she's the closest to is [the only other named character in it] Mizuki. An asked Mizuki to be part of the cheer squad and her class accepted it.*

Third, one of Mizuki's most prominent personality traits is she likes to have fun, and Rui already acknowledged to himself this is a school event that everybody very enthusiastically gets into, so why can Rui not understand Mizuki wanting to be on the cheer squad. The answer is he hasn't really interacted with Mizuki since she transitioned.* Mizuki and Rui have each alluded to something causing their junior high friendship to take a break, (Mirage of Light 3 for Mizuki and Rui: Runaway Thought Process 1) and whenever we see them together now, there's a disconnect. It's pre-transition Mizuki who would never have cared to be on the (co-ed) cheer squad, and that's still Rui's conception of her personality. He knew Mizuki well back then, but Mizuki's a different person now; that personality he was so familar with really has changed.*

Mizuki and An give their best pitch to ask Rui for help. Mizuki knows this is nothing Rui would go in for, so she appeals to Rui as him being someone creative, and An backs her up on this, referencing how Rui took charge as the impromptu director of a bride's flash mob for her wedding in An Ode for the Pure of Heart.

Rui may not be able to understand why Mizuki is getting excited for an event like this, but after she asks him to please consider it, he does finally believe it.

Rui reflects that this could be another opportunity to grow as a director and finds reasons to enjoy being a part of it.

Mizuki and Rui have been estranged for so long that Mizuki believes she can read him but is no longer able to read him.

The episode closes with Rui thinking that, perhaps Mizuki is only pretending to care about the cheer competition and is plotting something. The event really is about her being excited to get into it though; Rui no longer understands Mizuki either.*

* I actualy wrote this post immediately after watching the episode. In Episode 2, it's revealed that Mizuki was selected randomly for cheer squad, truly didn't care about it (Rui was right), and it wasn't even Mizuki's idea to get Rui involved.

[yoditopascal]

Heat of the Moment (Part Three)

summary: ‘Adopted daughter to police chief Jim Hopper, Shea has a hard enough time fitting in at Hawkins high, throw in monsters, meddling kids, and alternate dimensions into the mix and she’s not sure how she’ll survive.’

content warning: some angst, character deaths, period-typical racism, period-typical sexism, canon-typical violence, possible smut later on??? (honestly we’ll see), cussing, mutual pining, found family, drug use, this is a reader insert but I hate using y/n so your nickname is ‘Shea’

a/n: Whole lotta dialogue in this chapter, next one will have more action I promise!

Previous Chapter//Next Chapter

The Kids Are Not Alright

Slamming the door behind her Shea huffed as she tried her anger to subside 

Stupid Steve Harrington and his big ass mouth.

Shaking her head she steeled herself and went back to the task at hand. Calling her sister to make sure she was alright.

Dialing the number the phone rang four times with no answer. She could feel in the pit of her stomach that something wasn’t right and just as she was about to hang up, grab her keys, and drive her happy ass down there herself a sleepy voice answered the phone.

“ Hello?” They said

“Jonathan?” Shea asked, she knew his voice anywhere, besides Robin and Eddie he had been one of her only friends in high school.

“Yea hey, Shea what’s up?” He sounded a little high but that was normal for him nowadays.

“Is El there I-uh I wanted to talk to her, make sure she’s alright” Shea didn’t wanna sound like that it was urgent, even though it was, just in case like Steve said the situation wasn’t about the upside down. She really didn’t want to get El involved in any more shit than she had to be in. 

“Oh I’m sorry she went out with Mike and Will a while ago, they went to the roller rink or something like that,” he said with a yawn

“That’s fine c-can you tell her I called though,” she said rubbing the back of her neck anxiously as she stood on her heels..

“Sure man, is everything ok? You sound kinda upset” he asked sounding genuinely concerned.

“Yeah just- yeah I miss her is all. How’s she doing?” she sniffed

“I don’t really know. She says she’s fine but you know how El is.”

“Yeah I know, stubborn just like Dad.”

“That she most definitely is.”

“Between you and me I think she might be getting bullied,” Jonathan said as he lowered his voice as if just speaking about it would conjure up the young teen.

“What?” Shea almost shouted.

“She won’t really tell us anything about it but Will notices things and I don’t think she gets it”

“Who the hell is it Jonathan? Is it someone from her class? Do I need to come up there?” Shea said trying her best to keep her anger in check but failing miserably. 

“Whoa slow down there Rambo! I don’t think your dad would be too happy with you beating up a kid in another state even if it is for your sister” Jonathan reasoned trying to get her to calm down

“Yeah well, they should know better than to be messing with her.”

“I’m sure they will, El just has to stick up for herself”

“Does she even know how? She’s never had to before, not like this” Shea said still agitated 

“She’s capable Shea, you gotta give her a chance”

“I know she is but-“

“I get it big sister genes are kicking in”

“Yeah… she’s all I got Jonathan” Shea said as she wiped at the tears that threatened to spill from the corner of her eyes.

“I know and besides us here you’re all she’s got so stop stressing yourself out so much.”

“I’ll try” Shea chuckled 

“Argyle is here I gotta get going” Oh right Jonathan’s cute stoner friend she met last Christmas

Oooh, tell him I said heeey.”

“Don’t be gross, I’ll talk to you later” Jonathan laughed with a snort 

“Yeah, you too.”

Bursting through the door, Dustin and Max raced up to the front counter of the video store.

“Steve!” Dustin cried sounding almost desperate

“Henderson, you see this shit?” Steve asked pointing to the news on tv. 

“How many phones do you have?” Dustin asked completely ignoring the question.

“Someone was murdered,” Steve said incredulously, sometimes Dustin could be so insensitive 

“How many phones do you have?” Dustin repeated 

“Two, technically three of you count Keith’s in the back but Shea is using it why?” Robin

“Three works,” Max said looking back between Dustin and Robin's face as serious as ever. 

“Dude! What is going on?!” Steve shouted as Dustin knocked down tapes as they hopped the counter. 

I’m setting up a base of operations!” Dustin explains as he sets himself up at the rental store computer, tapping away at the keys as he goes.

“Base of operations? For what?!”

“Eddie’s friends’ phone numbers!”

“Oh yeah, your new best friend Eddie who you think is cooler because he plays your nerdy game. Seriously, what is it with everyone and that guy!” Steve said, sounding almost as if he was jealous. Ok, he was a little bit jealous but so what!

“Guys seriously were a little busy right now, Shea’s in the back probably still upset, can’t this wait” Robin asked already tired of Steve and his antics, if he wanted to argue with Dustin he needed to do it somewhere else because she was done with him today.

“Shea’s here?” Max asked sounding surprised

“Yeah she came in here crying about him earlier, she’s looking for that freak too” Steve rolled his eyes

“She wasn’t crying but she probably is now thanks to you” Robin fired back with her arms crossed

“I said I was sorry!” Steve shouted back.

“Yeah well you can shove you’re sorry ina sack and get f-“ Shea said as she reappeared from the back she was cut off by Dustin who put his hands up in the air clearly fed up with whatever was going on between her and Steve already.

“Look whatever’s going on with you two I need you to squash it like yesterday!”

“Max, can you fill them in while I do this?” Dustin asked ignoring how the two young adults looked down at the ground like they were being scolded by a parent and went back to typing away on the computer.

“Fill us in on what?” Shea asked, finally looking up to meet Max’s concerned gaze.

“This is gonna sound crazy but I think something happened at Eddie’s trailer last night” she started 

“Yeah no shit it’s all over the news” Steve interrupted again.

“I mean like upside down crazy shit. I saw him and Chrissy Cunningham go into his trailer last night then all the lights and shit in the whole park flickered and I saw him hightailing it outta there in his van!” She said as she remembered all the lights flickering around her and how it had all reminded her of the mall and Billy and… Max swallowed hard trying not to get lost in her own thoughts, they needed her here and focused. 

“Chrissy Cunningham?” Steve questioned incredulously as if anyone like Chrissy would be caught dead hanging around someone like Eddie.

“Oh shit”

“I told you!” Shea shouted matter-of-factly poking Steve right in his broad chest.

Steve shoved her hand off before flipping her the bird which she returned as the four of them spent the next hour calling around asking if any of Eddie’s friends had seen or heard from him while Steve continued to work and flirt with customers but to their chagrin no one had. One person Max spoke with suggested they call Reefer Rick, he was Eddie’s supplier and he often crashed there when he didn’t want to be at home but no one knew his address or his real name to look up.

“I think I might have a lead,” Max said as she hung up the phone turning towards the others as she spoke.

“Seriously?” Shea asked from her spot on the floor, phone between her crossed legs.

“Yeah so apparently Eddie gets drugs from some guy named Reefer Rick, and sometimes Eddie crashes there,” she said crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned on the counter behind her

“Great! So where���s he live?” Robin asked as she hopped up from her spot beside Shea stretching as she stood ready to head out.

“That’s the thing no one knows, he kinda like a legend” Max finished explaining with a long sigh.

“Well, what about a last name?” Dustin asked hopping off the counter he was sitting on and jumping back up to the computer

“Bet the cops know” Steve threw in his two cents

“Really Steve?” Shea asked ready to punch him by now, he hadn't helped them look for shit and now here he was bringing up Eddie and his friends being criminals again.

“I mean, if he’s a drug dealer then he had to have been busted at some point so he’s probably in the system”

“The cops? Seriously” Dustin was talking Shea’s side on this one.

“Just ignore him that’s what I’ve been doing,” Shea said as she turned her back to Steve turning her attention back to Dustin on the computer.

“Just say what you want to say, Steve, you think Eddie’s guilty don’t you?” Dustin rolled his eyes at his friend

“Whoa, I believe in innocent until proven guilty, all that constitutional shit I just, yknow, I don’t think we should rule anything out is all I’m saying,” Steve said as he leaned over the counter trying to act cool.

“That’s exactly what we’re trying to do here Steve” Max was now starting to get agitated too

“And maybe we’d have a little bit more luck if you spent less time trying to find a girlfriend-“ Dustin started loudly

“I wasn’t-“ Steve tried to interrupt but Dustin continued

“ and more time helping us try to find Eddie!” he finished with a huff as he turned back towards to computer as if the answer would just pop up on the screen with a frustrated groan he dropped his head down onto the counter with a thud. 

“I have an idea!” Robin says hopping up from the floor and over to the computer

“What are you doing?” Max asks

“Maybe we don’t need a last name,” Robin said as she started to look up every customer they've rented out to named Rick.

“See twelve Ricks already have accounts here,” She said pointing to the screen as the rest of the group crowded around her.

“That's a lot of Ricks,” Shea said with a sigh

“So let's narrow it down,” she said beginning to click through each of Rick’s rentals, trying to decide whose past rentals would match a would-be drug dealer. 

“Rick Alderman’s latest rentals are Annie and Dumbo, what are the chances our Rick has a family?” she asked

“Not likely” Dustin answers

“Ok, so how about Rick Conroy? Sixteen Candles, Teen Wolf, and Romancing the Stone?”

“No” everyone including Steve agreed at once

“Rick Joiner. Mask, Footloose, and Grease."

“Nah,” Shea said 

“Rick Lipton, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, Cheech & Chong’s Next Movie, Cheech & Chong’s Nice Dream, Cheech & Chong’s Up in Smoke.”

“Bingo.” Max chuckled lightly

“Lipton?” Steve asked as if the name sounded familiar to him.

“Spelled like the tea. Looks like the address is 2121 Holland Rd.”

“That’s out by Shea’s place by Lover’s Lake,” Dustin said as Robin pulled up the address on the screen

“Yeah the middle of nowhere” Steve agreed

“The perfect place to hide.”

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[spidey-bie]

Ansi & Hobie

–Part 4

Once again I torture myself by writing the sweetest and most teeth rotting stuff while completely ignoring their depressing lore.

PDA:

Are they fine with PDA? Or do they like to keep it private?

I'd like to say they keep it private but Ansi can't keep his hands to himself for nothing. He's so stoic and shy when it comes to everyone else but the minute Hobie is in the room her whole personality does a 180.

What are cuddles like for them?

Diabetes inducing. Please stop it before I pass out. Both of their arms are completely wrapped around the other. I HATE THEM SO MUCH.

Laying all over each other. Limbs entangled. Hobie throwing his whole body weight over Ansi getting a faceful of titties. I WISH IT WAS ME.

Occasionally they both stare into each other eyes and burst out laughing over absolutely nothing. But all in all they always make sure that they're facing one another whenever they cuddle. SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP Y'ALL ARE DISGUSTING.

What are their kisses usually like? Who goes for kisses first?

It's like 50/50. Both of them initiate non lip kisses all the time. They both do this thing where if they see the other they'll run up, give a quick peck of the forehead or cheek, and then run back and pretend like nothing happened. (Also whenever Ansi is on Hobie's back she'll kiss his neck.)

Do they hold hands a lot?

Nope. They don't hold hands at all. They like to link arms or hold other body parts while walking or lying together.

Random:

What's a secret they keep between them?

Nobody in HQ knows that they've met before when they were younger. Only a small group of people know Ansi's canon events.

What's a secret they know about the other?

Ansi has only ever sung in front of Hobie. She's a very good singer but she wants to keep it to herself. Hobie is more emotional than what he lets on and Ansi is one of the few people to ever see him break down.

Do they hide anything from each other?

Ansi definitely shares more than he probably should. But Hobie doesn't mind. He also doesn't have anything that he feels the need to hide. But he doesn't over share like Ansi does.

Does either fear losing the other?

Yes. They were separated once before already. They know it probably won't happen again but still.

Have they ever 'broken up' or lost contact?

Aside from when they were kids nope.

Do they playfight or playargue?

Play fight for sure.

Don't disrupt them or you'll get hurt or worse chewed out by Ansi. Neither of them use anything aside from their raw strength and the longest they've gone in for was 2 hours.

They're no longer allowed to do it at HQ if they're not training. Too many people looking from the outside thought they were fighting fr and tried to separate them which led to accidents.

What's one thing your OC can do that Hobie can't?

Dance, Sing Cook. Also computer programming. Hobie is great with machinery and building but he only knows a few things about computer science.

What's one thing Hobie can do that your OC can't?

Ansi is great at a lot of things but he can't make connections with people like Hobie can.

How big is their height difference? How do they feel about it?

Oh Ansi terrorizes Hobie everyday for being tall. Ansi is 5'4 but 5'6 with his Doc Martens on. He'll laugh every time Hobie has to duck or bend down to avoid bumping his head. And then he'll laugh whenever Hobie inevitably does hit his head due to his height. She will not stop climbing this man. Calls him her personal jungle gym and if he doesn't like it just grow shorter. It's okay though because Hobie is also a bully is equally as bad. Ansi'll call Hobie over to get something and he'll pick it up and put it back down.

"You said get it, not hand it to you."

"Bite me."

"Maybe if I did you'd gain some height."

(He got smacked and then proceeded to tease her for having to get on her tip toes to reach his head. Leading to them wrestling.)

(A/N: I've never wanted to be in a physical relationship. BUT CUDDLES HAVE ME FEELING SOME KIND OF WAY.)

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[helenadurazzo]

Playground Bully

Jackie Midway and Renée Tremblay went to a school for magical children who were not yet old enough for Hogwarts as children. Jackie was quick to make friends while Renée only had Jackie, she wasn’t very popular among her peers and also had a bully in the form of Simon Wilkes.

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Renée Tremblay’s POV, March 1975

Recess was always an enjoyable part of the day. Then again, Renée enjoyed any chance she got to be outside. Often preferring to be with herself in nature rather than playing with the other kids. Jackie was truly the only one who talked to her on a regular basis at elementary school and she valued her cousin greatly nor did she mind her lack of friends. After all, creatures were much more entertaining and Renée simply could not wait to return home to go visit the enclosures of the creatures her father cared for.

She sat down on a bench under a tree to watch the scenery with a splendid smile on her face. The sun felt good on her face and the flowers brought color to the flat landscape as spring was finally starting to arrive, freeing them from a freezing series of winter days. Yet a shadow soon began to lurk over, one that belonged to none other than Simon Wilkes, not him again, she internally groaned

Simon was in Jackie’s circle of friends which normally would be a good thing, yet Simon was the worst of the lot her cousin surrounded himself with. Yet Simon always had a way of masking his true self in front of him and people he viewed as worthy to associate with. If only Jackie knew but Renée did not want to take away one of his friends so figured it was better to tolerate Simon’s nonsense. After all Renée wasn’t one of those people that Simon would approve to be in his personal circle anyways

“Move Tremblay.” He ordered, “You are in my spot.

“Since when was it your spot!” Renée exclaimed, “Last time you said it was over by the swings.”

“Come on Tremblay.” Simon rolled his eyes and smirked in superiority. “you know well you do not belong here. Your parents play with plants and creatures for a living for Merlin’s sake!”

“Herbologists and Magizoologists benefit the wizarding world just like any other job.” Renée quietly and nervously tried to strike back, she absolutely despised it when people talked about her beloved parents in such a mocking way, but yet never had the fire to truly make her words effect the people who made such crude comments in the first place.

As she had feared, Simon did not back off and continued on with the insults, “And everyone who is anyone in the pure blood community knows your mother created quite a few scandals rather than simply selecting a normal pureblood.” Simon cackled, “And yet she chose a half blood with a lowly career with a father who created his own scandal when he moved from France, and you know what that makes you?”

Renée did not respond, she knew what he wanted her to say but was not about to. And if any one really wanted to go into it, she certainly had enough recent magical relatives, at least with her grandparents and parents, to be considered a pure blood by some. But Simon, she knew well was from a group that felt that if you knew where your muggle ancestry entered the family or if you could even find a muggle on your family tree at all, you did not deserve to be among the pure bloods and other high class individuals. Renée was one of those, with her paternal grandmother having a muggle for a parent, although they had never met as she passed before she was born. Renée could see why her mother wanted to leave such a toxic culture in favor of being with someone she truly loved.

Renée may have been young but knew the school mostly consisted of pure bloods and higher class half bloods who preferred their children to go to a magical elementary school over home schooling or a muggle school. In fact, Renee knew there were some people who were more traditional half bloods yet Simon always seemed to pick on her for some reason, perhaps it was because she could pass for a pure blood unlike some of them which infuriated him. Renee supposed that at least she was not being tormented by someone whose blood came from the scared 28, especially some of their most infamous families like the Blacks or the Malfoys. Hopefully she never would have to cross the paths of someone like that, if they even bothered to give her a mere passing glance, they would make Simon’s tormenting of her child’s play.

There was a reason Simon had selected Jackie as a friend, he had it all. Uncle Jonathan and Aunt Cynthia were powerful aurors which made them quite well known in the ministry, and because of that, the stories of the past shined through, such as how Grandfather led the Department for Magical Accidents and Catastrophes and both of their grandmothers were unspeakables, while Jackie’s paternal grandfather had fought against Grindelwald, no one could ignore such an epic tale. And while she had half of the relations he did, she knew people like Simon would look at her parents and their livelihoods and not bother continuing. In fact, sometimes Renée questioned if Simon knew that she and Jackie were cousins or not, she knew their physical appearances were not an indicator - Jackie had raven hair and blue eyes while Renee was a brunette with grey eyes - and they had different last names due to their connection being through their mothers.

“No matter.” Simon shook his head with a smile that unsettled Renée, “I have found a new way of putting people like you in their place before they get too bold.” He spoke ominously as he pulled a wand out of his jacket pocket.

“Where did you get your hands on that!?” Renée exclaimed with widened eyes

“Snatched it from the teacher’s desk, simple really.” Simon smuggly looked at her with a smirk, “Perhaps I should teach you the new spell I am learning.“

“How do you even know-“

“Levioso!” Simon barked a spell as he pointed his wand at her that caused her to be thrusted into the air higher that the top of the tree she was under. “How’s the view up there Tremblay!” He mockingly taunted her, using his wand to move her around as if she was a doll

Renée felt her face flush with redness. Even though her sight at the ground below her was not the clearest, she could vaguely see a former of gathering individuals. She had always been one for a practical prank, who with someone like Jackie for a cousin was not, yet this went too far and was certainly mockery that was surely to haunt her. “Put me down!” She pleaded as loud as she could, not even sure if Simon could hear her due to the vast vertical distance.

“Sure thing Tremblay.” Simon surprisingly complied as he used another spell that Renée could not hear the incantation of the rapidly bring Renée towards the ground. In fact, Renée was convinced she was going to fall flat on her face on the ground yet Simon used the wand to stop when she was no more than the length of a normal wand above the ground, “On a second thought.” He smirked, “Where is the fun in that.” And proceeded to send her up in the air again with the same level of speed that nearly made Renée sick to her stomach.

Renée’s involuntary and instinctive scream likely filled the area. She could even make out people rushing out of the Magical Elementary School’s doors to see what was going on, only more prying eyes to the torment Simon was inflicting on her for his own merriment. Yet she did not have time to think as she assumed another movement of his wand that she did not see, threw her into a particular tall tree, and she plummeted to the ground, landing next to the base of the trunk and being covered with dirt and leaves that decided to stick on to her clothes as she felt through thin and light tree branches.

“Renée are you ok!?” Renée barely registered the voice of one of her classmates as she ran over to her, extending her hand to help her up. The one extending her hand was certainly Vivienne Cresta, she always remembered that by her long messy black hair. The girl behind her had darker brown hair in a pixie cut, likely Eudora Weatherford.

“Vivienne, Eudora?” Renée managed to verbally say. She never really talked to either of them before and barely knew their names. However, what Renée did know was the two were best friends ever since their first day, completely inseparable with her hardly seeing one without the other.

“Just call us Viv and Dora.” Dora smiled, as she stood behind her friend also extending the same helpful hand. Renée took Dora’s hand first but found herself nearly collapsing into Viv the second she tried to put pressure on her left foot, causing her to wince in pain.

“You’re hurt!” Dora exclaimed as she helped Renée stand better, by allowing her to put an arm around her shoulders with Viv doing the same, “We should take you to one of the teachers, they will know what to do.”

“What’s going on?” Renée ignored her injury, hoping it was not as bad as she feared.

“You did not see it?” Viv exclaimed, “I know you were up high and took a bad fall but still!”

“See what?” Renée raised an eyebrow before turning her head to see certainly what Viv was referring to with widened eyes.

A crowd had gathered around a fight that none other than Renée’s cousin Jackie must have initiated. He was on top of Simon and had him practically pinned to ground as he punched him will fury. Before she knew it, one of their teachers broke through the crowd and ripped Jackie off of Simon, although Renée secretly wished to see a tad bit more of the fight. Jackie was squirming around, trying to release himself yet Simon moved rather slowly with clenched teeth, the skin around his right eye possessing a dark hue.

“Stay away from her!” Jackie yelled with unprecedented fury.

“Since when was she your cousin!?”Simon sneered, “I thought you were cool!”

“That is enough out of both of you.” The head teacher snapped as she approached, quieting both of them, “My office now, I will be sending owls to your parents and we will be discussing your punishments there.”

Simon growled, “This isn’t over…”

Renée’s grey eyes met her cousin’s blue ones. Usually Jackie’s eyes were so confident and they had been until he looked at her. And before she knew it, he ran off from the head teacher and the other teacher who was assisting to Renée, hugging her tight yet carefully.

“Mister Jacob Midway!” The teacher called, “Get over here now!”

“I won’t let him get away with this.” Jackie whispered in her ear as the teacher walked over, “I am sorry.”

“For what?” Renée questioned.

“For trusting him as a friend, he did not deserve that.” Jackie insisted, “Are you okay?”

“I think I did something to my left ankle.” Renée admitted, “But other than that I’ll be-“

“Mister Midway let’s go!” The teacher demanded again.

“But he hurt her!” Jackie snapped back.

“We will make sure she heals well.” Another one of the teachers, or rather the school healer assured him, as she turned to Renée, “We should get you to my office I should have some wiggenweld potion to help start your healing process.” To which Renée weakly nodded.

“I won’t let him get away with this.” Jackie vowed, repeating his previous statement, to his cousin, before following the other teacher to the head teacher’s office to await his fate.

“Come with me.” The school healer kindly spoke towards Renée after a few moments that she did not acknowledge due to her being in her own mind. In that time, the healer managed to get a look at her ankle, albeit not as a close one as she could likely get in her office, “It should be a relatively quick fix with a healing session.”

“Alright.” Renée shyly nodded as the school healer transfigured a streatcher out of one of the old brooms for her to get on.

“We will see you around.” Viv waved politely.

“Hope you get better soon.” Dora added before following her friend back to the playground.

Renée had never been in the school nurse’s office which had a minimalist design to it and was relatively small with only a singular bed in it that she was helped on to and given some Wiggenweld Potion followed by the healer to perform some healing spells that Renée did not recognize. She supposed not many people got injured since they were not supposed to use wands and the only accidents that could happen were ones similar to the ones seen on muggle playgrounds or occasionally from accidental magic, although that tended to be solely from the youngest students.

Renée worried about her cousin more than her own injury. She knew it did not happen often but hated that he had to take the fall for her and could very likely get punished, even if Simon deserved that punch in the face a long time ago. Jackie had the friends that she did not and soon enough both would head off to Hogwarts, a day, she like many other young kids was excited for as it marked the beginning of the future taking hold. Yet she knew she was bound to be the girl who spends more time with creatures than anything or anyone else while Jackie would be the popular son of two powerful aurors like usual. She could never be jealous of her cousin though and supposed that at least even if she was still alone at that time, she would always have him

[emily-mooon]

Yeah, the guy in the Black Moon Clan who went after Usagi was a prince I think (Prince Diamond?) which would add another layer to the rivalry. And they had a girl & two other guys.

If you were gonna keep Jupiter like she is in SM, then her falling for Billy and being betrayed by him could be a reason why present Heather is so boy crazy- she's desperate for real love and a good guy but doesn't know why.

Random idea that I have no idea how the logistics would work but it's funny: the boys as the Sailor/Amazoness Quartet lol. Of course Nancy & Jonathan would want their brothers protecting their daughter, and the boys would be geeked to know that in the future they're magical guardians (less geeked about their boss being Max lol).

Hello Anon!

Numbered list again :]

1. I knew it!!!! And yesssss more drama!

I’m thinking about making the other black moon clan people the bully characters like Tommy.H and Angela. Jason could be used here instead also since he does count as one. Idk who the spectre sisters are gonna be (the four ladies who are like the opposites of the main sailor guardians) but maybe some of the background bully characters (ex. Angela’s squad)

2. That’s such a good idea!!! Heather doesn’t have much of a character so pulling from Jupiter’s character was bound to happen. It also means that Billy could be the only one out of the gem boys to be an actual asshole (poor Heather though) and it would be keeping things economical due to small cast size

3. Ok this random idea is great cause for no reason, i had a similar thought but instead it’s lesbyler and the girl versions of Lucas and Dustin. It probably would make more sense for the amazoness quartet to be the party as their usual selves though but again like you said, the logistics are a bit confusing. Maybe I’ll poll it at som point in the future when the time comes

Thank you for the ask anon! Once again you (or all of you if it’s not just one person sending me these) have been a big help!

[lindira]

Questions for Your Tav - Envy

Part 1! Questions taken from this list of Questions for Your Tav!

What was your Tav’s place of birth and raising like?

Envy was born and raised in Baldur's Gate, specifically in the Lower City. His family wasn't well-off by any means, but they weren't poor either. His father was a baker and his mother was a seamstress. They had a tiny bakery with an apartment upstairs. Envy remembers being happy there.

After his parents' deaths, Envy lost the bakery and his home, since he was only 6 and his parents didn't have a will. The Flaming Fist seized his parents' assets and left a small account in Envy's name at the Counting House, but Envy had lost track of the paperwork and doesn't even remember his real last name. He doesn't even know that it's still there for him. The Flaming Fist dumped him at a foster home and promptly washed their hands of the entire situation.

What relationship did your Tav have with their family/guardian(s) growing up? Has that changed with age?

Envy had a wonderful relationship with his parents, from what he can remember. They let him try to help in the bakery and played games with him in the evenings. He was devastated when they were killed and doesn't know of any other relatives.

As for his foster "family", they barely paid attention to him. The foster system in Baldur's Gate isn't very good and there isn't very heavy vetting in foster families. They were mostly just people he lived with who were paid to feed him, and didn't care when the older foster children bullied him. He ran away with his few belongings when he was 9. No one came to look for him.

Did your Tav receive any formal or informal education? If yes, how well did they learn? If no, why not?

His mother homeschooled Envy until she and Envy's father died. His parents recognized that Envy that he was intelligent but had a learning disability, so they didn't send him to the local school because they didn't think they had the capacity to work with his dyslexia. Envy learned Infernal more easily than Common because of the shapes of the characters, so they focused on Infernal first with the intention of building off of that progress to try reading Common. His mother didn't have the chance to make good on those intentions.

Envy's foster parents sent him to school, but the school didn't know what to do with a dyslexic child, so he was often left out of lessons. He knows his numbers very well and understands what sounds are supposed to go with what letters, but making the letters stay put and make sense is very difficult for him. He acted out in class often because he didn't know what was going on and got bored. Envy stopped going to school after he ran away.

What hobbies does your Tav have? How did they acquire these interests?

It's not really a hobby as it is his life's calling, but Envy loves to sing, play the lute, and tell stories. He's always been singing and making up songs, but he learned to play the lute after many, many hours of watching buskers play on the street for coin. One kindly bard took it upon himself to give his old lute to Envy after buying a new one. The bard gave Envy a few lessons and Envy picked it up quickly.

Actual hobbies include drawing, cooking, and sewing. Envy picked up drawing as a kind of coping mechanism for his dyslexia. Aside from writing notes to himself in Infernal, he memorizes stories by drawing them out and improvising the words.

He learned the basics of how to cook and sew from his parents. After he's able to provide for himself a little, he picks up the hobbies in more than a survival capacity because he wants to recapture some of those fond memories of his parents.

Did your Tav have any formal or informal employment? If yes, what was their job? If no, how did they make ends meet? How did they feel about it?

Envy has a hard time holding down a steady job. It's hard for him to find a position that pays well enough to support him because almost all of the good-paying jobs require someone that can read. He takes odd jobs here and there throughout the city that can be done by a person that isn't that strong (His strength is 8, lol). He's worked as a courier, a butcher, a janitor, and most frequently as a server at the Low Lantern tavern. He loses those jobs frequently too, usually for mouthing off at customers or at his bosses. He... doesn't have much of a filter and doesn't like authority.

What really gets Envy out of poverty is his bard work. Busking gets him enough coin and attention to get gigs at various taverns and eateries. But the income isn't steady, so he maintains his day jobs to support himself.

[somemydayy]

Jujutsu Kaisan characters as yanderes: tokyo school edition

yuji itadori: wasn’t good with words, and rather brash and hotheaded. but you liked him, nonetheless. at first it started as a simple wave and heartfelt smile here, and there. everytime you saw him, you couldn’t help but pipe up and ask how his day was going. you did your best being friendly, but itadori didn’t see it that way. he saw it as you, taking interest in him. and he wasn’t one to just give his heart to just anyone. but he did, he gave it to you. and that in itself was enough testimony of his conviction. he was taken aback when you seemed rather shocked by, and even rejected his declaration of marriage. you knew, he liked you but never in a million years did you expect the happy-go-lucky strawberry haired boy to drag, and lock you up in the school’s outdoor storeroom, after you rejected him. yuji wasn’t going to let you go, not after you itched your very existence onto his soul, and denied your very involvement. “your lying. you love me, I know it!”

megumi fushiguro: was quite the notorious delinquent during his time in middle school. he wasn’t proud of it, but he will admit it did have its advantages at times. like how it helped him get all the dirt on certain people and even some other perks. you weren’t megumi’s girlfriend, but anyone with half a mind, knew to stay clear of you. first it started with megumi making sure no one bullied you. but soon that just wasn’t enough. megumi started to “accidentally” injure anyone who got near you. cut lips and bloody fists were on a normal occasion, and soon word spread about what megumi had done. not long after everyone in the prefecture caught wind of what he did, what he would do if anyone approached you with ulterior motives. one day he caught someone hassling you on the subway train. next day news broke out that the pervert has been beaten to a bloody pulp, black eyes, multiple broken ribs, and even one of his legs had been horribly shattered and rearranged beyond repair. he was disfigured and stabbed beyond recognition, and was even left to die on the side of a deserted road. everyone knew megumi had been behind the incident. everyone, but you. “don’t worry, I’ll make sure to protect you from now on. Its a promise.”

nobara kugisaki: loved beautiful people, and things. and you were quite the rare beauty, the sickly sweet kind too. a gentle smile, a soft caress of your finger tips, the alluring melody of your voice. the most beautiful part of you was that you always put a brave front in order to console somebody else. no matter how much you were hurting inside. after some time, nobara found herself devoted to you. body, mind and soul, but that just wasn’t enough. nobara couldn’t stand the thought of disgusting men and women alike, taking advantage of your kindness. and your pure soul. so one day after chorus practice, nobara made sure she told you so. “this world doesn’t deserve an angel like you.”

maki zenin: knew all to well what being mistreated and unwanted felt like. she was part of the big three sorcerer clans after all. she didn’t want to live hated for it, so she left. she did the unthinkable and announced her stance on becoming a sorcerer just to spite those old bastards. maki was really tough, but equally as kind. that kindness even extended toward you, a lowly servant. you admired maki, you really did. so when she asked you to leave with her, all you could do was sob uncontrollably. but unlike the tough and brave miss, you weren’t strong enough. who would look after your sister if you left, who would support, cloth and fed her? you respected the young mistress maki, but you couldn’t leave your sister behind. maki could only shake her head and let out a slight frown and say she understood. but maki lied to you. that night when you were fast asleep, she stealthy sneaked back into your chamber. and stole you away in the dead of night. “I won’t ever let you go.”

toge inumaki: thought you were such a innocence, and naïve soul since youth. and caution was just something to you lacked for a better sense of words. you were walking down the street when she heard it. a snap of a tree branch in the dead of night. you had just finished your shift at the local dinner, but unfortunately your car got stranded on the outskirts of town. and the closest gas station was a a mile away. you knew it was reckless, stupid even; but you had the take a chance. and so you got out of the car, and decide to make a dash towards the closest telephone both, and call for help. picking up your pace, you heard the sound of footsteps trailing behind. you tried to sprint down the street, but your legs crashed down instead. you were defenseless and vulnerable, and you couldn’t help but thing back at all the times you were told off for being so reckless. your absolutely devastated with the thought that your parents would soon have to identify your body. tears streamed down your cheeks uncontrollably, when a strange voice made its way into your mind. controlling your mind and body alike. “sleep, tight. doll.”

yuta okkotsu: knew after what happened to her, he was afraid to get close to anyone ever, again. he actively avoided people, and getting involved within their lives. in order to avoid complicated situations, distress, hatred, and hopelessness he felt back then; he shut himself off completely. he felt like he deserved to be haunted, and live with the ghost of her attached to him for the rest of his life. he couldn’t help but feel dreadfully scared almost, always. but that all changed when he met you, he couldn’t help but feel free. of the restraints and the chains that bonded him to her and the rage, and all the sadness that consumed him whole, disappeared suddenly. after he started volunteering at the local animal shelter he finally found a bit of joy. and finding purpose in his life for once. he finally came to enjoy a person’s company, more specifically your company. you volunteered at the local shelter every weekend for the past year and you also went to the same high school. you were a sweet girl. timid and reserved. strict parents that placed much pressure on you getting into a ivy league school. not too many friends, but a close nit group nonetheless. you weren’t the smartest or most popular, but you were the most beautiful girl in yuta’s eyes. well known and liked due to to your kind and positive personality. just one problem though, you changed since you met your boyfriend. he was a well known delinquent. and a reckless punk that participated in illegal car races, and gambling rings. and by extension you were brought around such dirty dealings. yuta advised you to see reason, everyone did. but to no avail, you continued in this disaster of relationship with such a horrible person. it didn’t end there, your supposed boyfriend started insulting your family, and friends. even went as far as forcing you to move in with him, and banned you from taking to anyone other than him. he would beat and humiliate you. on more then one occasion your friends, and family tried to talk you out of this relationship. even intervention and therapy didn’t work. but after one particular evening, your boyfriend never came home from his extracurricular activities. soon after he was declared missing, and his body was found bloody, beaten and tied up in the trunk of his car, a town over. yuta wasn’t about to let you ruin your life for a low life like him. he made sure of it. as you cried your eyes out next to his lifeless body laying in a hospital bed, yuta couldn’t help but light up at the thought of that same man never being able to do anymore harm, never able to talk or open his damn eyes ever, again. yuta held your sobbing body in his arms. you didn’t have to know how far yuta would go, all you had to know was that he wasn’t going to let anyone hurt you. he wasn’t going to let anyone make you cry, and never let anyone take you away from him, ever again. yuta wasn’t going to lose you like he lost her. he’ll be dammed if he did. “sweetie don’t cry… I’ll help you get over this heartbreak.”

extra— sakuna ryomen: remembers it clearly, like it was just a fortnight ago. the very first time he set his sights upon your beautiful existence. he was on his way back to his lodging, from the village he was currently on a retreat at. that’s when he stumbled upon you, naked in all your glory bathing underneath the crystal clear water, of a rural lake in the middle of the woods. sakuna would admit the sight of you alone made him red and slightly intoxicated. the man was bewitched by your cocoa-colored locks that draped over your bosom. the way your back dipped into slender lines, it reminded him of those evening strolls when he would just watch the sun decent into the far away horizon. you were beautiful in all meaning of the word, your beauty was as if the heavens kissed upon you their eternal blessings. as if the gods themselves sculpted your beautiful being into existence. you reminded him of the many tales his family elder would tell him of long ago. of a women that looked so beautiful, as if she descended from the heavens above. and in admiration he stole her celestial robe. he deceived the celestial being in order to strand her on earth, and marry her. and sakuna did just that. he just so happened he steal your robe, just like in that story tale. “I’ll do whatever it takes if it means we’ll be together, forever.”

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[stficblog]

The New Girl (part 7)

Part 1 Part 6

Desription: You and Eddie hide out at the boat house. I feel like not much happens here.

Warnings: Gruesome imagery, descriptions of violence, and swearing.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: I literally don’t know where I’m going with this series anymore. All plans and outlines have gone out the window. Lmk if you want it to end a certain way or something.

Hiding out at the boat house was actually quite boring. Eddie ventured out to the main house to look for food while you stayed with the boat, watching the water lap playfully at its sides.

Tick… tock…

Something didn’t feel right. Where was that sound coming from?

Tick… tock…

You looked around anxiously. Standing up, you followed the sound towards the lake. There. Just under the surface, right outside the edge of the boat house, was a large grandfather clock. It lay facing upward, unmoving despite the constant ebb and flow of the water.

Tick… tock…

The air grew cold and the sky filled with heavy, gray clouds. You felt a sense of dread building in your stomach.

“It’s all your fault,” a voice rasped from behind you.

Whirling around, you found a girl standing barely a foot away from you. She was in her early teens and had a gash on her forehead that dripped dark, viscous blood. You knew her. Your breath came in shallow gasps, the sense of dread spreading down to your toes.

“It’s your fault,” the girl repeated, “that I died!”

Eddie returned to the boat house with a bowl of Spaghetti-O’s in hand.

“Here, I found som-”

He froze when he saw you, sitting completely still with your eyes half open. Rushing to your side, he set down the bowl and grabbed you by the shoulders.

The girl took a step forward, jabbing an accusing finger at your chest.

“If you had just stayed away from me, I never would’ve been targeted by those bullies,” she snarled, “you brought this on me, and now you’ll bring it on your new friends!”

She was right. You were a curse. If you hadn’t befriended her in middle school, your bullies wouldn’t have targeted her, and she never would have been pushed down the stairs that killed her. It was only a matter of time before the same fate befell Eddie and the rest of Hellfire Club.

“Y/N!” Eddie shook you desperately, his eyes wide with panic.

“You did this! You killed me!”

You stepped back, shaking your head. You never meant for any of it to happen. The girl advanced on you, forcing you further backwards.

“Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!”

Suddenly, your foot fell behind you as you stepped past the edge of the boat house floor. Your arms flailed as you fell into the water.

With a gasp, you snapped out of your trance. Eddie was right in front of you, his hands gripping your shoulders. You whimpered in fear and confusion, looking around in a panic. Eddie brought his hands up to cup your face.

“It’s alright! It’s ok,” he choked out, “I’m here! You’re ok!”

He needed to convince himself just as much as he needed to comfort you. You pulled him into a tight embrace, sobbing into his shoulder. The two of you sat there for a while, holding onto each other for dear life.

~

Eddie radioed Dustin and the others.

“What do you mean Y/N is cursed?? Max is already cursed!”

And so they discovered that the curse could affect more than one person at a time. But they had yet to find a cure.

“Well, let me know as soon as you learn anything else,” Eddie said into the walkie, squeezing your hand.

You hadn’t moved from the floor of the boat house. You sat there, back against the wall, as Eddie set the walkie down with a sigh.

“We’ll figure something out,” he reassured you, “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, Y/N.”

You gave him a weak smile. You knew Eddie would do everything he could to help you, but there was a part of you that knew it was all in vain. You were cursed. It was only a matter of time before the curse decided to take you instead of someone else. You were glad, actually. Now you didn’t have to worry about being the cause of someone else’s death because this time it would be you.

“Eddie,” you said slowly, “if we don’t find a cure-”

“We will,” Eddie insisted, “I’m going to save you!”

“Ok but if we can’t-”

“That’s not an option, Y/N,” his voice shook, “I’m not losing you!”

You took both his hands in yours. He looked at you solemnly, almost daring you to argue with him.

~

A few hours later, you and Eddie were jerked awake from a nap by the sound of Robin’s voice crackling through the walkie talkie. Scrambling out of the boat, Eddie snatched up the walkie.

“We’re here!”

“What’s Y/N’s favorite song?” Robin asked without preamble.

“Can’t Help Falling in Love,” Eddie replied instantly, “why?”

“If she goes into a trance again, you have to play her that song to get her out of it,” Robin explained, “we don’t know how to get rid of the curse entirely, but it’ll wake her up at least.”

Eddie looked at you with determination. Now he could do something. Now he was one step closer to breaking the curse.

~

A car pulled up outside Rick’s house. Eddie ran to the window, ducking down almost as soon as he reached it.

“Shit!”

Jason and two other boys got out of the car. Eddie scrambled for the walkie talkie as they went into the main house. You looked at him anxiously, preparing yourself to run.

“Hey Dustin,” Eddie said urgently, “you there? Hey, if anyone’s there, I really think I might be in a bit of trouble here, ok? Wheeler? Anybody?!”

No one answered.

You and Eddie paced around the boat house, arguing in whispers about what to do. It was dark outside by the time you agreed to take the boat out onto the lake.

The two of you paddled as quietly as you could, trying not to draw attention to your escape. You looked over your shoulder just in time to see Jason and Patrick running around the side of the boat house.

“Hey freak,” Jason shouted, “where do you think you’re goin!”

“Shit,” Eddie swore under his breath.

He got up and started yanking at the starter cord of the boat’s engine. It sputtered feebly but didn’t start.

“C’mon… you piece… of shit,” Eddie huffed.

You heard a splash behind you and looked back again. Jason was running into the water, followed shortly after by Patrick. Eddie gave up on the engine and grabbed his oar, paddling frantically alongside you.

Jason was getting dangerously close to the boat. You stopped paddling, standing and turning around to swing your oar threateningly at him.

“Get back,” you growled, narrowly missing his head.

Patrick paused in his pursuit of the boat, treading water and looking nervously around. Jason looked back and realized that his friend had stopped.

“Hey, come on, let’s go,” he urged, “we almost have him!”

Patrick didn’t seem to notice Jason’s cries of insistence.

“Hey, Patrick! Patrick!”

Patrick dropped under the surface of the water. Jason looked around in confusion, not quite comprehending what just happened.

“Patrick?”

There was a moment of stillness as everyone watched the empty spot where Patrick had just been. Eddie stood, peering anxiously into the water.

Suddenly, Patrick exploded out of the water, his body wrenched into the air by some invisible force. Eddie fell backward out of the boat, causing you to lose your balance as well. You gasped at the sudden cold, looking up at Patrick’s hovering form.

All at once, his bones started to snap.

You watched what would soon be your own fate, your eyes wide with horror. Patrick’s limbs twisted into horrible shapes and his jaw jerked to the side with a sickening crunch. With a squelch his eyes were sucked back into his skull, leaving empty red sockets and trails of blood dripping down his face.

His mangled body fell into the water with a splash.

Part 8

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[sweetcloverheart]

Clover Rants Miraculously: Lila’s chronic bias consistency

I feel like the issue when it comes to Lila and her lies isn’t so much characters very easily believing her (I mean - it’s annoying, yes, but they’re running on kid show “lesson of the week” logic in those situations, so they get somewhat of a pass) - it’s the consistency of how often her lies are taken at face value, especially in situations where there should be some doubt at least? I get Marinette’s supposed to be the “Dogged levelheaded person who isn’t swept up in Lila’s deception and must persevere despite no one believing her” in the scenario, but she genuinely can’t really be the only one?

Alya thinking Marinette is being overly hostile towards Lila because of Adrien during “Chameleon”? Absolutely fair - Marinette has been openly jealous towards girls who show interest in Adrien before, and while she doesn’t take it to Chloe-levels of aggression, she’s shown she will often jump to hasty conclusions or go farther than she should when the boy’s involved. Plus Lila hasn’t openly done anything aggressive or harmful, so it stands to reason she’d give her the benefit of a doubt. Alya still thinking this even after “Gang Of Secrets” has her learn Marinette is Ladybug - Girl WTF? You’ve seen and experienced what happens when Hawkmoth thinks someone is connected to Ladybug and know Marinette has issues with lying/dishonesty - and yet somehow you didn’t connect the dots of “Marinette dislikes Lila and calls her a liar” and “Lila claims to be Ladybug’s best friend”? How does it not occur to her that Marinette’s dislike of her superhero-self’s “bestie” does not directly involve Adrien (especially now that her crush on Adrien has been transferred to Chat in season 5)? or at the very least question Marinette on why she’s so hostile towards someone she’s supposedly friends with in her secret identity’s life! You’d think if she was that concern/exasperated about the other girl’s behavior and wants her to see how “nice” Lila actually is, she’d sit her down and try to get to the root of what the issue is.

The class believing Lila on her fake environmental project with her “friend” Prince Ali in “Heroes Day” without question? Understandable - Wilder stuff has happened in their lives on the daily. Their currently out-of-country (to their belief) classmate teaming up with royalty to help fight pollution would not be the most outrageous thing to happen to them. Rose, who is in canon Ali’s friend and frequently exchanges letters with him, believing this without question - How? Did she assume Ali and Lila just hit it off during one of their off days and that he simply forgot to mention it in his last message to her? Or question him not telling her about the project either? Granted, I can assume he wouldn’t write down everything he did throughout the day/plans for the month, but you’d think Rose would have raised her hand after Marinette’s outburst and go “Actually, she’s right. Also, Ali never mentioned an environmental project to me. Are you sure you’re talking about him Lila?”.

A few people in class believing Lila’s lies about Marinette bullying her/tricks to make her look bad and pushing her down the stairs in “Ladybug”? A bit frustrating, but okay - they didn’t see what happen, and again, Lila doesn’t act openly hostile or cruel while Marinette has be consistent in her clear dislike of the former. A reasonable mistake to make if you aren’t the audience/didn’t have context for what occurred. Everyone, from Bustier to the dustmotes in the air, not only believing Lila, but also immediately jumping to have Marinette expelled without a proper investigation of events or even calling the supposed victim’s mother and getting her to the nurse considering she was apparently thrown down a set of large steps (and yet is somehow coherent and well enough to still walk around) - ...Seriously? They all just...believe Marinette’s tried to assault someone in broad daylight? Not a single person in the school went “Hey wait a minute - that doesn’t sound like something Marinette would do! Lila’s obviously lying.”. No one thought it was strange that Marinette, who’s worse response to her own bullying has been to call her bully useless, apparent hates Lila (and her apparent threat to her future with Adrien) so much that she threw her down an entire flight of stairs? No one thought to defend Marinette’s integrity when she was accused of cheating on a test? Or of stealing Lila’s things (especially considering what happened in “Rogercop” when Chloe went around accusing people of stealing her bracelet). No one is asking “Did Marinette actually do this?” And even then, Lila immediately invalidates herself and her case by making up that “Liar’s disease” to get her back into school - that should have had the teachers immediately looking into Lila’s other stories and her “prolonged absences” and the rest of the class being hesitant to trust her anymore since she’s now “admitted” that nothing that comes out of her mouth is actually the truth. Lila should have either lost some friends or some of her status with this stunt and have her claims come under scrutiny since she basically all but admitted to always be lying - and yet even after, when Marinette points out Lila isn’t telling the truth about something, everyone just shakes their heads and laughs “Oh Marinette, you jealous goober. If only you could cast away you crush on Adrien, you’d realize how honest and lovable Lila is like the rest of us!”

Like, it’s one thing to have the cast temporarily hold the idiot ball because it’s unfortunately necessary to help make an episode plot work out - it’s another when you constantly force them to act OOC just so you can make Lila out to be this master manipulator whom Marinette’s completely helpless against (and then have her be told she can’t/shouldn’t expose her while the rest of the cast wonders why the girl who was just expelled under false charges is being openly hostile to the girl who admitted to making up the whole thing that got her expelled in the first place).

[i-got-the-feels]

Things I liked in Secret Crush On You

THE FRIENDSHIP.

Like how NONE of them were "main character" and the remaining to support.

They ALL were main characters and received support when they needed.

The Senior gang. Them being nice, kind and polite to their juniors. Not being asses about their popularity - and that's a lot of people do.

Sky being patient and understanding. Validating jao but also helping him change in a healthy way and only because he wants to and ensures its for right reasons.

Nuea softly telling Toh "I won't judge sexual and gender preference" when reassuring toh to convey his acceptance of lgbt community and casually telling him about his bisexuality because toh didn't know that.

Nuea accepting and loving toh for his "weirdness". And carving a space for himself in that - "none of us have a Secret crush now" with photos of THEM.

In touch's respect towards Daisy and how he respects her pronouns and any choices - the "I'll be whatever you want me to be" broke me.

Som ensuring Daisy becoming Day is her own wish to explore her sexuality and not for other reasons - reasons that may harm how she feels about herself.

Toh's dad telling Nuea to take it slow and be in the present.

Nuea's dad telling Toh to be confident and to trust his boyfriend - because he knows that his son knows what's best for him SAME THING Toh's dad said - If Nuea choose you, you must be good.

Jao showing his own box of Sky's collections to Nuea - afraid that Nuea will judge toh.

Speaking of collection - Daisy and Som slowly trying to break the habit because they understand why taking stuff MEANS to him.

Nuea being absolutely open and fucking toxic masculinity "of course, go ahead" when Toh wanted to be the bottom or "I'll be the bottom" when Toh drunenly said hes the top. (I refuse to use the term wife)

Nuea PRETENDING not to see the baby queer gang (like this is when I knew I will love him- that was such a kind thing to do?? He ensured they aren't embarrassed) (also thought that this is how school sarawat would be)

Sky just laughing and guffawing at the juniors antics.

Sky KNOWING peach is the bully but not revealing her identity to endanger but still letting her know it isn't okay.

Jao knowing sky is in pain and that he wants to know and see ALL sides of him.

Toh saying Nuea's code name should be magic with that sweet innocent awestruck smile of his - aka the moment I knew he isn't a creepy stalker but just an awkward and dumb teenager

Nuea having a code word for Sky - and calling him Van Gogh for his clumsiness and because he finds that cute

Speaking of codename, Nuea knowing the meaning of red and giggling in awe and affection because fuck this kid sees him in such a precious light?

And then knowing all the boxes of collectibles memories are compass because he thinks of Nuea as North star.

And cut to later Nuea saying " the North star is also loyal, it waits for you to look upto them"

Sky's squeal on hearing Boyfriend to be.

Sky's expression of awe, love and gratitude when Jao calls him his star and gives the framed photo that he clicked.

Som telling everyone to delete pictures that were uploaded to bully toh and jao.

Toh and gang passing jao money to avoid physical contact with sky because they knew though he maybe interested and curious - they respect his choice and want him to have that option to choose.

Jao taking pictures and videos of toh and Nuea because he knew toh would appreciate that.

Kun and Fon being the cutest and nicest lesbians.

And bitchy to the ones that deserve it - not letting prae continue disrespect nueas boundaries.

Speaking of deserved bitchiness - Nuea saying to kong - copy is never the original OH SNAP

Tor - that nice precious supportive boi. I just know he drinks the respect women juice everyday.

HOW the WHOLE friendship group became a giant group.

In conclusion-what I liked about the show was how it spoke about serious stuff - body image issues, bullying, being outcasts, being put on a pedestal, sexual orientation and exploration of it, sex and exploration of it - without fetishing it AND did so without being preachy. They are like yeah - we a teenage rom com, we will be cringey, horny, embarrassing and induce so much second hand embrassment but also make sense when required.