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[skzfairyyydreamz]

Replaced? (Part 6)

Genre: Skz Smau, Text posts, Skz!Fic, Non!idolAu, Angst, Crack/humor, Mini series

Pairing: Bsf!skz, Fem!Reader, Bf!Felix, Stoner!Skz, Stoner!Reader

Warnings: !!Slow Build!! , Strong language (ofc!!) , Mentions of SA, Mentions of Alcohol, Mentions of smoking, Mentions of cheating, Mentions of fighting, Suggestive humor !!MDNI!!

Synopsis: Some people say friendship breakups hurt more than actually relationships .. and now y/n sees for herself why some friend groups are best kept separate

A/n: and we're back with another chapter of REPLACED? this chapter is definitely giving reality tv type MESSY and i LOVE it bc this is where the real angst starts to kick in. I know this fic was originally meant to be a text post series but i decided to add written parts as well to enhance the details! Chapter 6 is for sure a THICK and JUCIY one so buckle your seatbelts! Thank you all for sticking around and enjoying these silly little stories with me! hugs and kisses! MWAH!! 💋 xoxox <3 <3 <3 <3

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“Omg TYSM! can you guys just grab these and bring them up I have to piss like a fucking race horse!” 

“Yea yea go ahead we got it! ” Chris waved you off as you hoped out the cab doing your little pee pee dance.

Minho couldn’t help but to point and chuckle as he mocked the way you hoped from side to side like a little toddler who couldn’t hold their bladder. 

without any thought you quickly flicked him off almost like it was a reflex before you took off running up to your apartment building with the speed of light. “The doors open!” Changbin shouted behind you 

You didn’t even realize how quiet it was in your apartment until you came out of the bathroom. walking back towards the living room to check on everything…

“Oh hey there!” you heard from behind you in the far left corner of the room. “Ughhh ofc its him… obviously … just keep your Distance fuck boy” you think to yourself as you mentally roll your eyes before turning around To see Alex holding some plugs in in his hand. 

“Alex, hey!” You force a smile trying not to seem awkward (but failing miserably) “you all good, you got everything you need?” 

“Yeah yeah all good just finishing my set up now” he responded from behind the table with all his equipment as he plugged his last cord into his laptop. 

“Cool cool cool, perfect timing guests are about to start arriving any second.” 

“ nice .. you know I had no idea you were so close with the whole gang from work .. Chris, changbin, minho , jeongin.. you guys get along pretty well I assume.” 

“Oh Yeah we’ve all been super close for years! We’ve been friends Way before we even started working the club actually.” 

“wow.. for a long while huh? Would’ve never known” 

“Yeah.. that’s family ” you say with a soft smile of adoration “where is jeongin btw ? Is he in the back?” You turned on your heels heading towards your bedroom to quickly and smoothly escape this conversation you no longer wanted to be a part of. 

“No, he and his girlfriend went out to get more ice!” He yelled out before you could get far quickly dismissing your escape route “fuck!!” You thought to yourself. “Oh okay .. water?” You offered him as a distraction turning to walk towards the kitchen wanting to be as far away from him as possible. 

“Yeah sure” there was a few seconds of silence .. then he spoke again. “Listen ..thanks for booking me for this gig, I’ve only really been working the club the past few months so I appreciate you considering me.” He spoke out loud enough for you to hear him from the kitchen. 

“Oh it’s no problem, you do a pretty good set at work and everybody loves good music so why not?!” You force a chuckle trying to seem polite as you emerged from the kitchen walking over to hand him a bottle of water. 

And as if the way you felt his eyes shamelessly roaming your body wasn’t enough to make you want to die in that moment, it was like the energy in the room got more and more dense every time he opened his stupid mouth. 

You extend your arm out to give him the bottle of water and ofc instead of being a  normal person he grazes his warm clammy fingers across your hand before taking the water bottle from you “thanks” he says “ AHHHH EW EW EW I HATE MEN I HATE MENNNN WHY WOULD HE FUCKING DO THAT EW WHY CANT HE FUCKING BE NORMAL WTF??!” The inner voice in your head was crumbling with the ick. 

“Your outfit looks amazing btw ” he added make this moment even worse! at this point You genuinely would rather leap head first off your 7th floor balcony than stay in a room alone with him any longer. “DUDE WTF IS TAKING THE GUYS SO LONG OMFG !! GET ME OUT OF HERE!! ” your inner voice still raging with panic. He then grabs your hand and pulls you into a hug. “ ha thanks” you reply to his yucky compliment forcing yet another painful smile. “And you smell so good” he inhaled your scent (like the creep he is) almost whispering in you ear. He had a very strong grip and everything was happening so fast you barely had a chance to pull away or react.

his hand kept creeping around your lower back as he tried to pull your body closer into him. His hand then landing just on top of your ass as he full on groped you with no shame. And what made it even worse was that you were wearing a mini skirt. 

“Ew bitch wtf are doing!!?” You pushed him hard enough for him, a man twice your size and height to stumble backwards almost falling into his DJ equipment. Your fight or flight senses kicked in real fast. (Thank god)

“Wdym princess.. I thought you were feeling me?” he replied with a sly grin on his face like what he had just did was okay or some kind of funny joke. You were livid at this point. 

And without a thought or a second guess your hand came crashing down making contact with his face. The slap was so hard the sound echoed through the quiet living room. “You think this shit is fucking funny!? You’re about to be in a house with all my MALE best friends and my BOYFRIEND… you think it’s going to end well for you if I tell them you just sexually assaulted me??!” 

“Idk what you’re talking about pretty girl, I didn’t do anything” he let out a small malicious almost inaudible chuckle holding his face where you slapped him. You continued to look at him with pure rage and disgust. 

“ you’re fucking disgusting.” you turned away attempting to storm off but before you could even walk away..

“Cmon princess don’t be like that” 

“Shut tf up and do the job you were paid to do before I kick you out of my fucking house Alex! "

“Well yeah , you could kick me out but … what’s a party without music ?? And I mean .. you already paid me in advance so really it would just be a loose loose situation for you, no? ” he chuckled lightly as he mocked you with that menacing grin still lingering on his face. 

“Do the job you were paid for and Stop fucking talking to me before my boyfriend blacks your other eye!” 

“Boyfriend ?? do I know him??” He laughed out loud this time yet still holding his face where you slapped him. He was putting on such an unbothered douche bag persona but you could tell his face was definitely ringing.

“Use that tiny fucking brain of yours and figure it out” 

“ I know another way you could put all that feisty energy to good use”

“ oh bitch you’re playing with fire .. ” that stupid grin never once leaving his face had gotten under your skin so badly you just had to one up him.  “you’re disgusting you fucking pig!” You glared at him before fixing your mouth to spit in his face before Finally storming off away from him and into the kitchen.

Just as you turned your back to walk away Changbin and Minho walk through the door. 

“Sorry we took so long there was traffic on the elevators. Chris should be coming in right behind us” changbin said as they both walked to the island counter to set the cakes down. being as close as you were they both immediately knew something had happened. And they were definitely gonna find out what was wrong. 

The tension in the room was so thick it could be sliced with a knife. Minho and bin Just shared a suspicious and concerned look communicating with each other without ever having to speak a word. Carefully watching over you as you grabbed a shot glass from the cabinet and slammed it close. 

“ you okay squirt? ” Minho said watching you crack open a bottle of vodka as anger clearly oozed off of you. 

“Mhmm… you wanna drink? ” you try to deflect but your clenched jaw and very noticeable heavy breathing gave it away. You were not okay. In fact you were fuming.

Neither of them answered you, they just continued to read the room intuitively trying to figure out what had just went down in the spare of 10 minutes. You threw your first shot of the night back with urgency . Finally making eye contact with changbin. “ what happened??” He silently mouthed to you so Alex who was sitting across the room wouldn’t hear it. You shook your head trying to indicate “nothing” but the eye contact you held with him said something entirely different. After what happened , two of your very protective best friends being present with you brought you some comfort and You were finally able to slow down your breathing. 

You let out a loud sigh before removing yourself from the kitchen and walking towards the balcony "I need some fresh air” 

Minho, being the quiet observant one he continued to read the room until he saw it and let out an involuntary gasp. 

Changbin immediately snapping his head in his direction with furrowed eyebrows “WHAT!?” He silently mouthed once again. Minho just quickly pulled out his phone and started typing a text message and bin immediately understood also pulling out his phone…

“ sorry for the wait I’m back! And look who I founddddd” Chris’s voice come through the door 

“Familyyyyyy” Rachel poked her head through the door 

“Hey y’all heyyyy!! ” Olivia walked in behind her with jeongin and Sophie following, both of them holding bags of ice. 

"Heyyy!!" Changbin jumped up holding out both his arms inviting Felix’s sisters in for a hug

“No waaaaayyy!! Lix is going to be so happy to see you guys!!” Minho added

“Where is she??” Rachel asked after greating them both 

“Yeah where’s my sissy pie??” Olivia added 

“She’s out on the balcony getting some air” Minho pointed them into your direction 

The room was silent until the balcony door could be heard opening “watch this!” Chris grabbed everyone’s attention and then put a hand up to his ear just as you let out an extremely loud screech of excitement “AHHHHH STFUUUU UR JOKING??? YOU GUYS ACTUALLY MADE IT?!!!! ” and everyone burst into laughter.

Before you knew it your house was filled with all your friends and mutuals of your friend group everyone was chatting and catching up with each other in the mean time until the birthday boys arrived. Chris found you in the kitchen pouring yourself another drink. “Y/n you did such a good job! Look everyone is already enjoying themselves! ”

“Yeah we seemed to pull it off perfectly huh?” 

 “Is something wrong?? Whats the long face kiddo??” 

“It’s nothing ”

“ You know you can’t lie to me y/n ” he replied standing up straight from where he was leaning against the counter across from you and slowly pulled you into a warm hug. “What’s the matter hmm?” He added as he rubbed your back. 

“Idk I just feel stupid .. and violated, it’s whatever I’ll feel better when Lix gets here”

“violated!? Y/n did somebody here do something to you bc I’ll handle that shit” he responded quickly pulling back to look you in the eyes making sure that you understood he was serious. “No no Chris it’s okay I’m keeping it chill for the sake of the party we can talk about it later” 

“Y/N … what. Happened.” He said more sternly in his fatherly tone.

“Tell me. I’ll handle it right now.” 

“Chris not now.. please?” You looked up at him with pleading almost teary eyes “ we’ll talk, I promise” there was a moment of silence between you two as you waited for him to trust you and agree to the promise you were making him. You and Chris had a special type of friendship and you understood each other well.

“… I promise.” You repeated as he wiped away the single tear sliding down your face. He didn’t verbally say anything he just nodded and pulled you back into a tight hug. You squeezed him back glancing over his shoulder almost physically cringing at the sight of Alex still eyeing you from across the room. You just tucked your head into his chest trying your best to relax in your best friends arms almost like a baby hiding from a Scary monster

“ OKAY OKAY EVERYONE PLACES!! PLACESSS!!! THE BOYS ARE ON THEIR WAY UP!” 

“ I ’ll get the lights!! ” Minho jumped up to turn all the lights out as everyone started to scramble to their feet making sure to hide behind something or someone. 

The apartment was so quiet you heard exactly when the boys stepped off the the elevator loud laughter surrounding them as always. 

“Ouu I hear them!” Olivia said 

“Omg they’re cominggg shhh shhhh ” you whisper shouted with anticipation. 

“Go in, Y/n said the door is open” you heard Hyunjins voice as they neared the apartment door. 

“K, cool” Jisung spoke before turning the door Knob and pushing the door open … 

“SURPRISE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!” 

The party had slowly begun to come to and end.  Some guests starting to grab their jackets and head out while others were still mingling and some even passed out drunk in various areas of the house. “Chris we’ll be right back we’re just gonna walk Liv and Rach down stairs!” 

 “Yeah yeah no problem ” he responded while giving both you and Lix the “help me” side eye. Jeongin had been passed out drunk for the passed 2 hour and Sophie.. in her natural weird bitch fashion, has been following Chris around ever since.  “We’ll be super fast” you whispered to him while speeding out the door. 

“Y/n We had such a good time sissy pie!” Olivia said “we really did!” Rachel added. 

“Yay! I’m so happy you were able to make it it’s been so long since we seen you guys !” 

“ my head is still spinning , no way you actually got my sisters to fly out here from Australia just to surprise me for my birthday! ” Lix shook his head at you in disbelief but his big brown eyes were filled with love and admiration. “ anything for my little nugget!” Rachel interrupted hugging her younger brother.

“yeah we missed you heaps, Lix” Olivia added grabbing them both into a group hug. You just watched with a huge smile on your face quickly grabbing your phone to snap a picture of the precious moment without them even realizing.

“You deserve to be celebrated and surrounded by love hun.. especially for your birthday.” He then walked over pulling you into a tight squeeze “ and you .. my love, deserve to get your back blown out” he whispered in your ear so his sisters wouldn’t hear. You looked up at him with a giggle “is that a promise, pretty boy?”

“ it could be” he smirked back “ well, actually it can’t be bc there is a black out drunk jeongin upstairs in my bed right now”

“He can watch” Felix grinned playful raising his eyebrows up and down. “Ew Lix, behave!” You hit his shoulder as You both laughed out loud. 

“Our hotel is only about 20 minutes from here, so we can just walk” Rachel’s voice grabbed your attention away from each other.

“No way!” “Absolutely not!” You and Felix both practically scolded her simultaneously. 

“ it’s after 4 am you’re not walking anywhere this time of night! ” Felix spoke in his protective voice his tone dropping an octave as if Rachel wasn’t HIS older sister 😂

“It’s alright babes I already ordered you guys an Uber , I think that’s it pulling up right now!” You added 

“Ugh such sweethearts, I told you these two were meant to be together!” Olivia smiled to Rachel as you all hugged once more and said your goodbyes before heading back into your apartment building.

“You ..” Felix turned you around to face him putting his finger through your belt loop and pulling you into him once you stepped onto the empty elevator.

“Me??” You smirked batting your long fluffy lashes at him “innocently” flirted back with your boyfriend.

“Yes you..” he pressed your body into his placing his finger under your chin “you have no idea how in love with you I am”

“idk .. I think I might have an idea” you whispered back wrapping your arms around his neck smoothly leaning in for a kiss which quickly and effortlessly turned into a mini make out session. Your hands tangled in the back of his hair, his free hand squeezing your ass. So lost in your tipsy bliss you barely noticed the elevator stopping at your floor.

Felix’s teeth softly biting and pulling at your bottom lip earning himself a not so quiet moan to escape your lips as the elevator door opened. Pulling away slowly from each other regaining focus is when you realized that someone was standing there watching you two.

Turning around to see none other than Alex. Your energy entirely shifted once you saw his face as if his presence just irritated your whole soul and spirit (and it did!) you let out a loud sigh and sarcastic tight smile (on purpose this time!)

“Finally heading out?” “Uhh yeah….” Alex responded. putting his head down trying his best to avoid eye contact with felix.

“Perfect!” You said rolling your eyes giving him the nastiest resting bitch face. You grabbed Felix’s hand walking out the elevator bumping passed him with Felix close behind you giving him a death glare of his own. 

“Babe..” Felix nudged trying to get your attention once he knew alex was gone. “hmm?” You responded avoiding eye contact because you knew exactly where this convo was headed.

“Babe wait! Stop walking, look at me? ” he pulled your arm to get you to turn around and face him. 

“Hmm?” You repeated, hesitantly looking up at him

“baby what was that?” “What do you mean??” 

“Listen you know I don’t like that bitch.. and I understand if you’re doing the whole my boyfriend doesn’t like you, so I don’t like you either thing.. but that felt like a whole different type of animosity. What’s going on? ” 

“Lix it’s nothing ” you said reaching to pull your keys out of your pocket as a distraction. 

He gently grabbed your chin raising your head to make eye contact with you again “princess ..  I know it’s something. I’m not gonna pressure you but you just say it the word and I’ll beat that fuckers ass again you hear me? ”  

You nodded as he left a kiss on your forehead. “I’m not shutting you out Lix , I  just want to end tonight on a good note okay? 

 “I get it.. whenever you’re ready princess” he said giving you one last forehead kiss before walking back into your apartment. 

“Yo yo yo what are you doing??!..” was the first thing you heard as you opened the door to your apartment. You and Felix Looked at each other in suspicious confusion. “Aw Chris c'mon you’re no fun.. ” you heard Sophie’s voice coming from the kitchen as well. you rushed over to see what was going on. And nothing on gods green earth could have possibly prepared you for what you had just saw. 

Standing at the entrance of your kitchen you could not believe your eyes as Sophie literally threw herself at Chris, grabbing the back of his neck and kissing him. You and Felix both frozen with your mouths hanging open in utter shock. You all were aware of the shady disgusting person Sophie was but this was a new level even for her! Chris reacted before you could even say or do anything. 

“Bro Wtf is wrong with you!?” He raised his voice as he pushed her off of him. “You’re literally dating my best friend have some goddamn decorum for fuck sake!” 

Still neither of them had realized you and Felix were standing there until you opened your mouth to speak “ oh my fucking god” you said just above a whisper almost as if you were trying to confirm what you were seeing was real and not just some drunken fever dream.

Their heads snapped in your direction and Felix swiftly tried grabbing your hand to calm you down. He definitely knew you were extremely close to loosing your shit at any given moment at this point. And ofc within milliseconds You we’re snatching your hand away from him charging towards Sophie with boiling blood pumping through your veins

"“ HOW FUCKIN DARE DO THIS TO HIM!" You grabbed the nearest liquor bottle off the counter attempting to throw it at her. Felix swooping in grabbing you and picking you up from behind as chris tried to snatch the bottle from your hand. Both of them failing with the amount of rage that was pumping through your body. But luckily for Sophie the glass bottle missed her head by an inch and hit the wall behind her. “JEONGIN LOVES YOU, YOU STUPID BITCH AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO HIM ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS SOPHIE!?” 

“ Omg did you just throw that bottle at me??!! What is wrong with you, you’re a fucking psychopath!!! you're crazy!” 

Hearing all the commotion and shattering glass Minho and changbin came rushing out from the balcony to see what was going on. 

“ I told yo stupid ass months ago if you ever hurt him that I was gonna dog walk you bitch and I mean that shit! ” 

“Y/n it’s not even like that!” 

“Shut tf up i just watched you kiss Chris after he told you NO! Don’t tell me it not like that when you’re in my kitchen feeling up on another guy when the man who is madly in love with you is passed out drunk in the next room! "

She just stood there stunned looking stupid and tipsy as she realized she got caught. 

“You’re a compulsive liar and horrible friend! I’ve been wanting to beat your ass for so long now but I held out for my best friends sake. I regret ever introducing you to each other and I pray to god he starts to see you for who you really are!” 

“Y/n-” 

“Get your shit and get tf out of my house before I beat the living shit out of you! Delete my number and you better hope I never catch you out in the street bc unlike some people I AM a woman of my word.” 

“Touch me and I’d gladly press assault charges.” 

“Idgaf Bitch I would GLADLY go to jail for beating your ass!”

“Don’t test me y/n” 

“WASSUP HOE!! TRY ME!!! I FUCKING DARE YOU!!!! ” You started raging once again grabbing yet ANOTHER liquor bottle off the counter. This one being bigger and alot heavier Chris and Felix immediately rushed you out the kitchen saving your house from becoming crime scene as Minho and Changbin stepped in to escort Sophie out of the house. 

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[oracle-of-dream]

Aloha! this is a simple request! a jake x male reader story where the reader admires jake from the distance and he asks his friend to set them up together. they go on a date and then the reader invites jake to his house where they make love together

Dinner Date

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Summary: Jake needs his best friend to help him get to know y/n. But he doesn't know how close they'll get by the end of the night...

Notes: Male Reader, No Smut–a little implication, Jaywon, Jay and Jake are best friends, 3rd person perspective

Wordcount: 2266

Jake's eyes bulged at your newest Instagram post. You were sitting in a cafe, glasses sitting on your nose, focused on a book as the sun shined perfectly on your face. Your caption, Why can I only look good in candid shots? His finger hovered over the "like" button, but he couldn't press it. He still didn't follow you on Instagram but checked your page to see every update you posted. What if you thought he was weird? Jake took a screenshot of your photo and looked at it longingly. He zoomed in to look at your face closer, loving your soft smile. Seeing it in person would be the best thing in the world. It was five whole minutes before Jake noticed a reflection in your glasses, it was another person. A guy! Jake zoomed in as much as he could, trying to see who it was when he heard noise coming from downstairs.

The front door opened and shut, perking Jake's ears. "Jay?" He shouted.

"Who else would it be? Come help me put these away," Jay replied from the kitchen. He was putting groceries away when Jake got downstairs.

Jake nodded as he eyed the cup of coffee on the dining table. "So, where were you?"

"At the grocery store."

"Just the grocery store?"

"I stopped at a coffee shop too." Jay raised his eyebrow, "Why so curious?"

"N-No reason. I just missed you," Jake lied.

Jay stared at his roommate for a moment, examining him. "Sure. You missed me." The men put away the rest of the groceries silently until Jay spoke again, "That's right. I forgot to tell you, my friend is coming over tonight for dinner. It's y/n. You've met them once."

"Y-Y/n?" Jake stuttered. "That's cool, I hope y'all enjoy dinner together." Jake's head fell a little. Of course, Jay had already made a move...

"You're not going to eat dinner with us?" Jay tilted his head slightly. "I told them you'd be there, but if you're busy I can tell them. I should've asked you."

Jake raised his head. "You want me there?"

Jay opened the refrigerator and said, "You are my roommate. And you don't cook for yourself. I want y/n to make some friends, they're a bit of a loner, and you're a pretty good guy."

Jake held back tears as he hugged Jay. "You're a good friend." Jay tried to push him away but Jake's arms wrapped tight around him. "Wait! That means we gotta clean this place! It's so filthy in here," Jake said as he pointed at the spotless kitchen.

"I cleaned two days ago," Jay said flatly. "Why are you being so weird about this, it's just dinner."

"It's dinner with y/n! I want to make a good first impression!"

Jay studied Jake even closer. "Don't you know him already?"

Jake stiffened. "N-No!"

"You're met!"

"...I do know of them. But we don't know each other."

Jay crossed his arms. "Why are you being weird about it?"

Jake shifted in place, thinking of how he could weasel out of this, with Jay watching his every move. "I had a class with them, and we sat near each other."

"So?"

"And, I think I caught feelings..."

"From just looking?"

Jake nodded in agreement.

"So you got a crush from class–Who's my friend, and you're losing it because they're going to have dinner with us tonight?" Jay asked.

"You're taking this better than I thought you would."

Jay sucked on his teeth. "Did you think I'd be a bully about it and knock you out for liking someone? Why are you assuming I'd be opposed to you two." Jay picked up his coffee and walked past Jake upstairs.

"Wait–you have to tell me about them! What do they like? Are they as cute as their pictures? Should I get them a gift?" Jake chased after Jay, who was walking away from him.

"Pictures?"

Jake wanted to slap himself for talking so much.

"You're a freak," Jay said flatly as he shut the door to his bedroom.

Jake shook the doorknob but was locked out. "Please, Jay, I need your help! I want to get close to them–go out if we can. I need to know everything!"

"Try bathing. He's got a sensitive nose!" Jay shouted through the door, hoping Jake would leave him alone after throwing a bone.

Jake had showered today but didn't want to leave anything to risk. "Give me your soap, it smells better than mine!" He shouted at the door.

"Jake! Just go shower. You'll be fine." Jay turned on a speaker and started playing music to drown out Jake's knocking at his door.

Jake ran into his room, found the nicest clothes he had, and laid them on his bed for him to iron, then rushed into the bathroom to shower for the second time today. After the shower, ironing clothes, and dressing his hair for thirty minutes, he sprayed on his cologne as he heard a knock on the door. Jay was already downstairs cooking dinner. "Jake, get the door!" He yelled. Jake checked his hair twice, tossing his hand through it nervously as he licked his lips. He rolled his sleeves back, and checked his earrings, bracelet, and hair again– "Jake!"

"Coming!" Jake rushed down the stairs to the front door. He took a deep breath before unlocking it and opening the door–but no one was there. "Where is he!?" Jake stepped outside in a panic, looking around.

"I let him inside already," Jay said from the doorway.

Jake ran back to the door. "Why didn't you say that!? I told you I wanted to make a good first impression."

Jay chuckled as Jake came inside. "I think you made a great one," He said as the door closed, revealing you behind it. Jake smiled awkwardly, knowing you just heard him lose it over meeting you.

"H-Hi..." Jake waved at y/n.

They waved back. "Hi, Jake. It's good to see you again."

"Dinner's almost done, go set the table, both of you." Jay went back to the kitchen, leaving Jake and y/n alone.

"The table's this way," Jake muttered as he squeezed by y/n. He tried not to groan at their scent, clean with a hint of something fruity... Maybe raspberries? He led them to the table. "Don't worry about helping! I'll get it, have a seat!" Jake pulled out a chair for y/n to sit in.

"Oh, I'd feel bad if I made you and Jay do all the work. Let me help," He said smiling. Together, the table was set. Jake couldn't stop glancing at the man whenever he could, hoping y/n wouldn't notice. He was even more handsome than in the photos. Of course, he'd seen y/n in person, but never so close. It was like looking at a dream before his eyes.

"So Jake, why were you trying too hard to make a good first impression? We already know each other." Y/n's eyes looked up curiously as they sat at the dinner table.

"We did?"

"We were in that government class together, right? You said, 'Hi' to me every morning. It was so funny!"

Jake blushed. "You remembered something like that? I was just trying to be friendly."

"Of course! I wanted to talk to you more, but my classes were so close together that I didn't have time to stop to chat with you. I'd asked Jay if he knew you, and then he invited me to dinner today to meet you."

"Why ask about me?"

Y/n pulled out his phone and opened his Instagram. "I got a message that you liked my photo. I thought your name was familiar so I asked Jay if he knew."

Jake got close enough to read as his eyes bulged at the notification. "I-I don't remember liking any photos..."

"Then maybe we were destined to meet? We're not even following each other–let's fix that!" Y/n pressed the glowing follow button under Jake's account name, which made Jake's phone buzz in his pocket. Jake steadied his hand as he pulled out his phone to see the notification. Y/n has requested to start following you! He clicked a few buttons and then confirmed y/n's follow.

"There... all set."

"Wait–you didn't follow me back!" Y/n stood, leaning over to Jake to look at his phone. From that angle, Jake has a full view down y/n's shirt. He tried to look away, or at least not look too hard, but he couldn't resist just a peek.

Y/n looked up and met Jake's eyes, catching him in the act. "Looking for something, Jake?"

Jake looked back at his phone. "I just couldn't find the button!" He pressed the follow button on the account and sat next to y/n at the table. Jay walked in carrying a large pot that smelled like heaven. He placed it at the center of the table and uncovered it. A soup, with all sorts of veggies and spices mixed in, served with wine, Italian bread, and smooth jazz.

"Dinner is served," Jay said with a smirk.

"Jay this is amazing, it feels like we're at a five-star restaurant!" Jake cheered, relieved his friend had come to save him.

"It is five-star, Casa da Jay. Now, I've gotta go, enjoy your food, and take care of it when you're done," Jay said as he picked up his coat.

Jake jumped from his seat. "W-Wait, what do you mean go?! Where are you going?"

Jay covered his mouth. "That's right! I forgot to tell you! Jungwon called and asked me to cook him dinner, so I'm going to his place."

"Why not invite him here?" Jake almost begged.

"And ruin your date?"

"It's not–"

Jay hushed his best friend, pulling in for a quiet conversation.

"If you finish that sentence, it won't be a date. I've set you up, now all you need to do is score. And you owe me a night out of the house when Jungwon comes over."

Jake frowned. "Gross."

"Jake!"

"Fine! Leave me here or whatever!"

Jay pushed Jake toward the dinner table. "Okay, I'm headed out! Y/n, have as much food as you'd like! There's ice cream in the freezer if you want it, Jungwon won't mind." Jay left with a smile as he flipped his keys on his finger.

Now alone with y/n, Jake turned his attention to the beauty sitting at his table. "So... That was unexpected."

"Jay told me he was going to be leaving hours ago... I thought you knew."

"Hours–I mean that's cool, it's just a slight adjustment." Jake puffed out his chest. "I'll be the one to care for you tonight, sir."

Y/n giggled. "I'm so happy to have such a kind host."

Jake sat with y/n trying to break the ice and get comfortable as best he could. He told jokes and stories to keep his dinner date laughing. Y/n's laugh was so cute, and their nose scrunched slightly when they laughed too hard, which made Jake grip his fork like hell. But Y/n kept staring at him, but he couldn't figure out why... Maybe there was something in his teeth? Or his hair? Or both!?

"I-Is there something wrong?" He asked softly. "You're staring at me sorta hard–am I eating too messy?"

Y/n shook his head. "No, you look so sweet when you tell your stories." Jake choked on his food, grabbing desperately for his glass of water. "Flustered so easily too, that's another plus for me."

"W-What are you talking about?" Jake put this glass back on the table. Y/n stood, leaning over Jake who leaned away from him until he almost fell out of the chair.

"Jake, I'm gonna be blunt, okay?" Y/n took a breath. "I'm really into you and want to go out with you. So can we skip the awkward stuff and tell me if you like me?"

Jake nodded furiously.

"Yes? Do you like me or can we skip the awkward stuff?"

He opened his mouth this time, "B-both! I wanna date you too, or whatever you want. I just want to be close to you."

"How close?" Y/n asked, leaning in as their eyes closed.

Jake was frozen. His one-in-a-lifetime chance was happening before him. Not only did Y/n ask him out, but now he was getting a first from y/n! He closed his eyes and waited for the connection. It felt like ages before his lips were greeted by y/n's. It was a peck, but Jake didn't want it to end. He slipped his hand around y/n neck, pulling him in for a deeper kiss. His tongue escaped his mouth and into his boyfriend's. He couldn't help but squirm in his seat, both from trying not to fall and from how aggressive of a kisser y/n was. Every time Jake thought it was over, y/n would keep pulling him back in. Eventually, they broke apart to breathe...

"So... we're dating now, that's great. But, uh..." Jake looked around. "Jay's not coming back for the night. If you wanted to..."

"Jake, are you asking me to spend the night with you?"

"If that's okay, then yes."

"And what are we going to do?"

"Whatever you want?"

"Then," Y/n stood and pressed his thumb to Jake's lips. "We're not getting sleep tonight."

Jake's lips twitched as his knee anxiously bounced. "O-Oh..."

[legacygirlingreen]

There’s been so much negativity lately I truly am sick of it. I have been feeling so drained. So instead of posting about it, I wanted to talk about some of the great things I’ve seen or experienced lately.

First I want to shout out @eternalremorse for being the most supportive person I’d argue in the fandom. Forever reblogging everyone’s content, commenting, etc. you truly are such a welcoming and lovely friend

@localravenclaw for also being someone who supports almost every post with the tag Hogwarts legacy!

@writing-intheundercroft I adore our convos and your writing. I know you are such a talented and fun person and it’s so wonderful to have someone in the fandom who’s in a similar place as I am. You get how I feel about the current group and it’s so refreshing to not feel alone.

@animasola86 for being so absolutely sweet about their work, screenshots, and all around so kind! I am so excited to finish up this one shot and share the screenshots you did! You write some of the best spicy content for the fandom and are CRIMINALLY under rated!

@silverxstardust @darch7995 for our fun collabs we have done over the past year! You both are so sweet and the rocker AU will continue to live on (still working on part 3) !

@heyitszev for being a champion for enriching the content in this fandom and speaking out to gain some more diversity and inclusion. Thank you for your brilliant mind and your dedication to making a space that is authentically YOURS

@cuffmeinblack @blueraineshadows for continuing to upload again and again all your stories and sharing your talent with us! You both have continued to push this fandom to over ride their easily formed opinions on characters like Leander and push for more enrichment with ones like Andrew Larson!

@tamayula-hl @rednite-dork for being my personal favorite artists in the fandom! Your works - especially with aged up Sebastian continue to make my heart soar!

@kaylasallow @redd-jayy @ilovewritingfics @charisdoesntcare @finalgirllx @jeniffler @opalmoony @minmns and so many others for continually being blogs I see liking, commenting, and reposting my work! Having a steady flow of those who appreciate what I do helps me continue to find the energy to post 💚

I know there’s so many people I likely forgot but I just wanted to thank those in the Hogwarts Legacy Fandom for continuing to keep this a fun, expressive and lovely place. You ALL rock! Feel free to keep the chain of love going if you so please and I know I forgot people!

[yilingpatriarchscvnt]

Paper Ring (Part 2)

"I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings."

Gekko X M!Reader

Summary: A popular boy with terrible grades, a less popular boy with straight A's.

Highschool au! Almost all characters are high-school student,Reyna is gekko's older sister, brimstone is M!Reader's father figure (adopted sigh).

"Please tutor me!"

"Why the hell should I? Rip-off Eminem."

As Y/N held kita in his arms, he couldn't help but glance back at the boy behind him. He had turned away at this point and was walking in the opposie direction to him, but y/n could still see his tall, softly muscular and well built figure, his green hair and oversized jacket he was wearing to shield himself from the cold. Something about him seemed familiar to y/n but he just couldn't put his finger on it. The boy shrugged and walked faster to prevent getting cold.

Y/n glanced up at the sky, seeing a blanket full of stars and a cloud of breathe whenever he breathed. it was the beginning of february. "hey kita, for valentine's day want to spend the day together?? I'll buy you all your favorite snacks~" The cat simply meowed and nuzzled into him further. He looked down at ther and chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes."

once he got home he set kita down on his bed, causing her to snuggle into the blankets. He smiled, awestruck by the fluffy creature in front of him.

Y/n got distracted by the non-stopping buzzing in his pocket. he took it out to see a messae from his best friend, jett.

Windbuzzer or something

Jett

y/n

y/nnn

y/nnnnnnnn

RESPOND OML

Y/N

Y/N

miss girlie chill </3

Jett

I CANNOT CHİLL

DAMN.

Y/N

what got you so frustrated and excited at the sametime

Jett

Not very fond of this boy but have you seen gekko's instagram post?

Y/N

Gekko? that one rip-off eminem? the disgusting slug hair colored dude?

Jett

More like the "hottest" dude in class

ugh, I dont know why all girl and boys love him.

ANYWAYS-

İT'S A PİC OF A CAT THAT LOOKS LİKE YOURS

Jett sends a screenshot of gekkos post; a white fluffy cat on the ground with the caption saying "who's cat is this? I want it."

Y/N

Huh

HUH

WAİT

THAT LOOKS LİKE MY CAT

Y/N

Oh shit.

I have some stuff to tell you I guess.

Jett

HUH?

wtf

wdym

Y/N

HA

I'll tell you at school

I am sleepy.

Jett

NU UH

HEY

RESPOND

Y/N

DAMN İT

I'LL CHOKE YOU TOMORROW.

♥

Y/n glanced back at his fluffy cat sleeping peacefully on his bed, he looked at the instagram post again, that was definitely his cat.. that mean the boy his saw was gekko? mateo? or whatever they call him. the popular guy in his class, loved by everyone and famous on instagram by his looks and vines and pics. as far as y/n knows he only wastes his time by going to parties he bet that rip off eminem studied once in his life. No wonder why he had the worst grades in class.

Y/n smirked at his cat. "Youre famous huh buddy?" he put his phone in the charger and joined his cat to sleep. "Tomorrows gonna be pain in the ass.." he yawned feeling hiseyelids getting heavier and fell asleep after some minutes.

---

I woke up with a ringing in my head, I felt like someone was calling out for me. "Y/N I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DONT WAKE UP I AM GONNA BOMB YOUR ROOM." I opened my eyes quickly and oh fuck we were late. I ran up to my window seeing a... furious Jett stomping her feet on the ground as she shouted to me.

"H-Hold on! Give me just 10 minutes!" I tried to get past through my messy room to find my uniforms. "And you have audacity to ask for minutes?!?" This time she was in front of my door.

"I'm sorry, after spending half of my time trying to find kita I got so tired." I grabbed my bag and looked at the mirror fixing my hair before leaving the house.

It was already 08.18 am and we were running to the school. "I- Ah! HOW DO YOU RUN SO FAST?!" I said through my breathes. We speed up as she hold my hand dragging me, "YOU STILL HAVENT TOLD ME HOW YOU CAT ENDED UP WITH THAT EMINEM!"

"Do you think this is the right time to tell the story?!?" We stopped at the school gate, taking a few breaths before entering. As soon as I stepped someone held my shoulder.

A tall tanned figure with... oh. "Y/N? Right-"

"Get away, you egg shaped head." I instantly turned my head dragging Jett with me to the class. But no ofcourse that boy was following me "I need help with my lessons, please tutor me!" I stopped.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Oracle of Jersey

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Birds of Prey (Comics)

Summary: Barbara Gordon runs a podcast that results in six teenagers looking over a dead body.

Chapters: 2/?

Characters: Barbara Gordon, Dinah Lance, Renee Montoya, Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe, Lori Zechlin, Wendy White, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Tim Drake, Ted Kord, Jean-Paul Valley, Dick Grayson, Helena Bertinelli, Zinda Blake

Relationship(s): TBA

Additional Tags: Mentor Barbara Gordon, No Powers AU, Podcast AU, Murder Mystery

Chapter Two: Family Dinners & Flirtatious Texts

Barbara sat at the table, gluing tiny trees into a diorama with tweezers. "Tell me why I'm doing this for you again?" Barbara asked. Lori took pictures of Barbara from across the table. 

"Because you love me," Charlie replied. Barbara sighed and glued the small rooves to the tiny apartments. 

"You should use this picture for that dating profile you don't have," Lori joked. Barbara shushed her. “Wait… Do you have a dating profile?” 

“No, I don’t have a dating profile… Anymore,” Barbara mumbled. Lori’s eyes went wide while Charlie remained focused on the diorama. “Lori, can you at least pretend to work on this project with your sister?” 

“Don’t say we’re sisters,” Lori and Charlie replied simultaneously. 

“And yet,” Barbara joked as she gestured to both girls. “You act like it… Lori, you promised to paint the background. Get started on that. Charlie, please start attaching the fire escapes to the apartment buildings.”

“Where are you going?” Charlie asked. 

Barbara headed toward her bedroom. “Podcasting stuff,” Barbara replied. She disappeared into her bedroom and shut the door. She opened her podcasting email and saw an email from her sponsor. Ted Kord was a tech executive. 

He always left a little joke and his phone number at the end of every email. She smiled as she read the coding screenshot he sent her. She called the number and let it ring, and when Ted answered, she lost her nerve. “Hello? Hey, is this—?” Barbara hung up and pinched the bridge of her nose. 

“Stupid… That was so stupid,” Barbara muttered as she formulated a lie about a pocket call. She replied quickly and was shocked to see him reply at a similar speed. 

From: Ted Kord <tedskord81@tkindustries.co>

Date: Sun, Oct 12, 2016 at 5:25 PM

Subject: Personal Correspondence, Re: At Your Leisure

To: <oracle@oraclepodcast.com>

There’s no pressure to call. I don’t mind emailing back and forth. It’s the highlight of my day. I anticipate these minor correspondences with the so-called mystery woman who doesn’t think poorly of me for mixing business with pleasure… And speaking with you is pleasurable. 

I can’t lie and say I wouldn’t be interested in meeting you or hearing your real voice, unaltered by filters and fanciful old Hollywood accents. It’s merely curiosity. 

Barbara smiled, relieved at his calm reply. She didn’t answer immediately, opting to check emails about the podcast. 

From: Zinda Blake <ladyblackhawkzb@hotmail.com>

Date: Sun, Oct 12, 2016 at 4:32 PM

Subject: Information on Anna and Edward Stanfield Case; Remain Anonymous

To: <oracle@oraclepodcast.com>

Hello, I’ll make this short. I pilot private jets and have a friend in security who would like to remain anonymous. I’m sending this to you because the police said they’d look into it, but it hasn’t helped anyone. I hope you find the attachment below useful. 

Sincerely, 

Zinda 

Barbara saved the video and sent it to Dinah and Renee. The other emails weren’t as informative, so she replied to Ted’s email. “I’m going to regret this… I’m going to regret this,” Barbara groaned. 

“Barbara! Helena and Tim are here!” Charlie shouted. 

Barbara sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she sent a reply shut her laptop, and dropped her phone in her lap. She joined everyone in the living room and looked at the neatly set table. “What are we eating?” Barbara questioned. 

“Helena found a seafood place. She said their lobster mac and cheese is killer,” Tim replied. 

Helena opened the first bag and looked around. “Where’s everyone else?” Helena questioned. 

“Cassie, Steph, and Wendy?” Barbara asked. “They’re probably running late. Tim?” 

“I’ll text them,” Tim replied. 

Barbara’s phone pinged. She hesitated before checking it. “Tim, did you text the group chat?” Barbara asked. 

“Nuh-uh. I texted Steph,” Tim answered. Barbara checked her phone.

TED : When are you gonna let me take you for a night on the town?

BARBARA: You don’t even know my name

TED: Barbara, you called me on your personal cell. Your name came up on my caller ID

BARBARA: Got me there… It depends on where you wanna take me ig

TED: I’ll take you wherever you wanna go. Say the word

BARBARA: There’s a cute Italian place my friend recommended. I have to ask her the name. About to have dinner. Let me know when you’ll be in town

TED: Catch you later

Barbara looked up and everyone sat staring at her with varying degrees of amused grins. “Who was that, Boss?” Charlie asked. 

“Nobody, Charlie. It’s business,” Barbara lied. 

“Looked like pleasure,” Helena teased. 

“Oh, hush,” Barbara chuckled. Tim looked up, not noticing the exchange. 

“Steph said they’re on their way up,” Tim announced. Barbara grabbed a pitcher of lemonade from the fridge. “I’ll go let them in.” 

“Thanks, Tim,” Barbara thanked him. “Helena, do you remember the name of that Italian place you ate at last month?” Helena sent Barbara the restaurant’s address while the noise from the hall burst through the door. 

“Dude! Oracle is trending!” Steph shouted. Barbara held back a laugh. 

“Do you talk to everyone like you’re at a concert with them, or is it just me?” Barbara joked. 

Steph plopped down beside Charlie, and they immediately started talking about the podcast. Lori helped Helena put the food on the table. “How was everyone’s week?” Barbara asked. “Clockwise from Cass, please.” 

“I taught a little girl how to throw her brother at the gym two days ago,” Cass replied.

“Should I call Harvey?” Tim asked. 

“The parents aren’t gonna sue,” Cass replied. 

Lori finished chewing before talking about her week. “I’m hanging out with a friend next Saturday—.”

“Someone’s about to have a vampire weekend,” Charlie whispered, eliciting a laugh from Steph. 

“Says Jesse from Toy Story—.” 

“Hey,” Barbara slightly raised her voice. “Lori, is she picking you up here?” 

“Yeah, he is,” Lori replied. 

Helena took a sip of lemonade. “I graded every essay and test from this past week in three hours yesterday while on a date,” Helena replied.

“Who are you dating?” Lori questioned.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Helena grinned as she tapped Lori’s nose. Helena was the only person Lori allowed to do that. 

They continued going around the table while they ate, and Barbara’s thoughts went quiet. She would never admit it, but the Sunday dinners were the most pleasant part of her week. Sometimes the topics on her podcast were dark and left her feeling murky, but dinner with her friends pulled her out of that. After dinner, Tim took Helena, Wendy, and Steph home in his car, but Cass stayed with Barbara, Lori, and Charlie. Cass showered first and fell asleep in the guest bedroom without saying goodnight, but Barbara didn’t mind. Cass never said goodnight or goodbye. Charlie and Lori printed out their halves of their report, and Barbara made them do a run-through before sending them to bed. Once the house was quiet, she poured a drink and watched a movie. She sent Ted the address of the restaurant.

TED: Saturday night? 7-ish??

BARBARA: Sure. What are you up to?

TED: Watching a movie. You?

BARBARA: Same. What are you watching?

TED: Murder in the First

BARBARA: Get outta here. I’m watching the same thing. 

TED: Can we talk about how dreamy Christian Slater looks

BARBARA: Ha! You’re so right

[nnibarrel]

So... Trine 5: A Clockwork Conspiracy. My recent obsession. Let's go! I'll try to do it without significant spoilers.

Carefull, long post under the cut!

First of All. Amadeuses Kids! They grew up! UWU. They're such cute little young fireball casters. Omg, that's almost like watching your nephews grow, they feel so much like a family...

That game series has been with me since I was a child and as I remember Trine (part 1) was my first (real) videogame! And now when I play Trine 5 it cures my soul so much, right when I needed it. It's like... Has a Tolkien vibe for me. I mean in the sense that It's too fairy tail outside, it may look childish, but it has layers! I really like the plot, it hit me right in the heart and made me reflect. And I was struggling with dark thoughts on Future and Trine's perspective on the global world's problems made me smile and hope for the best... Really thank you, trine team, you're awesome :D Where there's people who share your concerns and put it in the work of art like that and make witty satire on it that's precious. I have returned some of my faith in humanity now. 

Well, maybe some people may not see what I saw or just won't feel such weight, cause my recent experience made me stump on it, so well I need to say that plot in general... Dramatic. I was impressed How it manages to balance at the edge of magical fairy tail and life drama (OR that's again me and my pains. Anyway...) STRONG twists and things at stake. Heroes encounter both global threat and personal challenges (all three of them, but poor wizard, he got it the most. But he's so silly old man, I'm crying) (Zoya, my girl, I love you...) (Pontius... You're just perfect, I'm proud of you, example of a real knight :D)

Character writing is amazing, they REALLY feel alive.

For example: Amadeus marries a woman after he became a hero and throughout the whole game series he mentions that, then he mentions their kids and, like i mentioned now, now we see how they grew up! And in fifth's game due to plot he misses his triplets greatly and in the forest three heroes meet a fox with three little foxes... And Amadeus is like "oh no, I'm a terrible father" 😭

And there's a lot of cute normal or giant animals in the game series, we're helping them and then they come up and help us. Such lightsome game, I can't/// Those animals... Uwu/// (Just a little detail but I wanted to mention that...)

What I like else about the narrative: humor :D For demonstration I just let Pontius to show himself:

And now when I've let out my shouts...

*sights* AaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA. Another round, Friends :D

I. Worship. Those. Artists. They are geniuses. Screenshots speak for themself, I guess.

Design, artwork and effects... No, I can't describe it in words, again, I just pray on it. So damn enchanting. I literally dream to be like those artists who work on this series. (And that's a threat) When I think of it, well, maybe THAT magic inspired me to be who I am right now...

Magic observatory where's pictures of butterflies there and there... ARE YOU DESNAN, WIZARDS???

And those just killed me. Episode in a dark place with the sudden rays of hope... I was just. Aaaah... So beautiful both by art and location's story.  Replica of the second screenshot: "It's rare that ghosts are on our side. Usually we and undead are not on good terms." What did I tell you? :D Tolkien vibe!

So who got through my post till the end... Please, please get to know those game series. I didn't mention it at all above but It's also a genius of gameplay. It's a platformer with (some) fighting and (a lot of) puzzles. Also. It's thrice (:D) fun in coop.

AND. Music. Won't say much about it either but It's a genius magical masterpiece. I guarantee you: Trine soundtrack will find its way to your playlist.

P. S. Will I do fanart on trine? Maybe... Maybe... You know, I just have that strange thing: some stories are "sacred" in my brain so I can't Just sit and draw cause I'm constantly stressed out if it turns out bad or worse: not how I imagined it. Same with Tolkien books, btw. In fandom since childhood, (if you count that, if not - from adolescents and first steps to the internet) and no single drawing. (not single real drawing at least)

But! I have Nine Parchments fanart :D

Oooh. And. I have THEM in frame. Art from my friend who gifted it to me at postcrossing some time after we played Trine 4 (and then the whole game series) together! It was such a pleasant surprise!

The end. ❤️❤️❤️

[clarajohnson]

the magicians s1e4

filed under episodes you couldn't make today and that you shouldn't have made then. not that i don't love it because I DO but whew

watercolors!

(hamster who was turned into a human boy voice) no, my life is my life, this is--

i do think we need to grapple with how dumb tutting looks out of context

that napkin full of technicolor pills would've done numbers on 2014 tumblr at least

the physical kids is as suggestive a name for that group as they deserve

the moths are real bad !!!!!

ALICE'S BROW RAISE. i'm gonna find a screenshot of it i can't let it go

that's an episode of lost in space-- star trek-- what?-- that's an episode of star trek-- fine, that's an episode of star trek

there is so much eyebrow acting in this episode actually

in my first watch i was so pro-julia the whole time because quentin hadn't become an all-time little meow meow for me yet god this was always a terrible thing for her. the fake engagement is a particularly cruel dig like... how can i torture q the most? tell him nothing that's brought him joy and purpose in the last few years was real, tell him he's being left behind, tell him people are moving forward without him, everyone else knows how to be normal but him

ohhhhhhh julia did you want to see the fireworks? did you? rookie gaslighting mistake miss wicker

laughing at you? what kind of a friend would do that? AND THEN THE SMIRK ohhhhh she and marina could have been so good together

one thing that's real? you're always a raging dick

someone in the discord said penny is leaning into it so hard and i have to agree like... they should not have done this but at least arjun gets to have fun

[whispers] hashtag agree

in 2015 singing shake it off was one of the strangest things a man on television could do but eight years later it just seems like me watching myself in my apartment any given friday night

i understand the logistics that inhibit the pairing but alice and eliot had so much potential like at LEAST platonically

okay all of the stuff above was awful of julia but actually the most awful thing was making q think he'd harm his father (and that that harm was linked to magic use! which will come back around when magic shuts off!)

penny helping by shouting at quentin as loud and aggressively as he can :-) you racist motherfucker !!!!!!

julia and marina having a sexy raspy voice-off

high-end designer cooperative magic... said while wearing her little leather bondage outfit... hitting on kady... affectionately, you melodramatic cunt

our little q :-) he knows where he would take him on a first fucking date

do we know what marina's discipline was/would've been? ik it's not like (barf) hogwarts houses or whatever but i'm curious where brakebills placed her

jesus christ i didn't remember he was gonna get a fucking lobotomy

there's a lot of eye horror in this show which is just the worst

ughhhh bad episode for julia

god eliot is so obvious right from the start it is insane... patting q's head giving him things... fuckin loverboy

poor you and your taste of honey worse than none at all :-( marina they could NEVER make me hate you

[lurkingshan]

Intergenerational Trauma Challenge - 10 Years Ticket

Hello friends, it is time again for me to go deep on another entry on the intergenerational family trauma challenge list. When I first suggested the idea of this challenge and asked a few folks what shows we might consider for it, @wen-kexing-apologist and @waitmyturtles both immediately shouted “10 Years Ticket!” I hadn’t seen it yet, but I trusted their judgment that it belonged on the list, and moved it near the top of my watch priorities. And phew lord, does it belong on this list. The drama explores intergenerational trauma extensively via a story of multiple families living in a small town community. 

So what is the deal with this drama? 10 Years Ticket is a Thai lakorn about four children and their families, all of whom are dear friends and neighbors, who are torn apart by the murder of one of their family members, by another of their family members. The two families whose blood ties were involved in the crime become bitter enemies, dragging the whole community into the fight, and crucially for this project, the adults push that trauma down onto their young children. As wka says, this show is about the harm that is done when a community breaks down rather than coming together in the wake of tragedy. 

Before I start digging into the trauma themes in this one, a note on my overall experience with the drama: I was extremely engaged even as my emotions about different aspects of the drama were mixed. The cast is fantastic and the drama is gorgeous, but the writing has some significant weak spots (some of which I suspect may be based in lakorn genre conventions, which I am admittedly not yet well-versed enough to parse). I wouldn't unreservedly recommend this to everyone, but depending on which aspects of the story you are most interested in, there’s a lot to get out of it. If you love a great mystery with excellent judgment about what information to withhold and when and where to place its reveals? Fairly strong with some minor missteps. If you are here for romance? Nah–there are romance subplots but they’re not particularly well-executed and they are pretty extraneous to the main narrative. If you want a gritty crime story with realistic villains and a satisfying conclusion? You will be laughing your ass off and not because the show wants you to. But if you’re here for the family stories and deep examination of a community in crisis? 10/10, absolutely recommend. (cc @chickenstrangers and @neuroticbookworm for my overall review—stop reading after this friends, spoilers ahead!) @dribs-and-drabbles also tagging you as a fellow 10YT enjoyer and one of the like five people on this website who may have an interest in reading a ridiculously long essay about it. :)

So, let’s get into it! 10YT is an ensemble show with many characters with endless complex connections, so I am going to do this breakdown family by family for your sanity and mine. Right off the top, some themes you’ll see running throughout that are particularly relevant to an Asian context: taboo, saving face, filial piety, devotion to the nuclear family unit, conditional parental love, community ostracization, and denial of queer identity. And some content warnings for discussion of: child abuse, physical violence, gun violence, Alzheimer’s disease, substance abuse, and drug trafficking. From this point forward, I am assuming anyone still reading has seen the show, because lord would all of this be impossible to explain to someone who hasn’t. Shoutout to turtles and wka for reviewing to make sure I didn’t miss anything major and helping me with the screenshots for this post, and a general heads up that this is long long.

Our Star-Crossed Lovers

Before digging into the family relationships, a word about our star-crossed lovers at the center of this tragedy, because it’s important to understand it as we get into the families. The drama really did take its sweet time with this reveal, but in the end we understood why this relationship was such a big damn dramatic secret—Luk is about five years older than Mai and already a teacher, and Mai is still a student. Their relationship is rooted in taboo, which is why they are sneaking around and likely why Luk carries so much guilt and shame that she makes the incredibly stupid and selfish decision to punish herself and tear apart their families by lying that she murdered Mai. There are other reasons given—namely, that she wanted to save face for Mai and his loved ones and prevent people from finding out he was a drug runner—but they don’t really hold up to any scrutiny. Luk told this lie to punish herself and didn’t really ever give a thought to how in doing so, she was punishing and harming everyone else, too, not to mention utterly failing to save face for her own family, whose lives are destroyed by her lie (apologies for not mincing words here, I have zero respect for Luk’s decision and one of my biggest criticisms of the drama is that it tries to paint this as a noble sacrifice and act of love and position her as some kind of voice of wisdom, which, *blows raspberry*).

The Siraphuchaya Family

So let’s begin with the family at the center of our plot and the heart of our story. Their relationships with each other are quite varied and the lines of generational trauma between them complex, so I’m breaking them down into subsections. The key people in this family unit are Santi, the patriarch; Sai, Phukao’s mother and Santi’s current wife; Mai, Santi’s first son; Phukao, Santi and Sai’s son; and the woman haunting them all, Mai’s mother Ranya. 

Mai and Phukao

The most wholesome relationship in this show by a mile, Mai and Phukao are half brothers who share a deep bond. They have different mothers and about a ten year age gap between them, which results in Mai taking on a role akin to a third parent and protector for Phukao in their abusive household. In turn, Phukao idolizes his brother and loves him unreservedly, and expresses sorrow and confusion about why their parents don’t seem to love Mai the same way they love him. Mai grows up in a household where his presence is clearly unwanted and resented, and Phukao grows up keenly aware that despite all the good he sees in Mai, others, including his parents, don’t feel the same way. And despite Phukao’s own experience of unconditional parental love, he bears witness to the conditional love his parents express for Mai and the violence that occurs whenever those conditions are not met.

Mai and Santi

Which brings me to Santi. From the beginning, we see that Santi treats his sons very differently. He is protective and loving toward Phukao, but antagonistic and quick to anger with Mai. We eventually come to understand that Santi is holding a burning resentment and hatred for Mai’s mother, Ranya, which manifests in his verbal, emotional, and physical abuse of their son. Santi is also a serious alcoholic and his substance abuse exacerbates the issue. 

Even from the first episode before Mai’s parentage was made clear, the signs were there that Mai’s family resents his presence. Mai sleeps on a mattress on the floor in a tiny room off the main floor hallway while his baby brother has a big bedroom with a giant bed on the second floor of the house. His parents never seemed happy to see him; he is nearly always greeted with suspicion, distrust, or at best, indifference. They hold him up to Phukao as an example of how he can be treated if he doesn’t behave—in one early scene, Santi explicitly tells Phukao that if he misbehaves he will have to start treating him like Mai. In gatherings with the neighbors, they talk proudly about Phukao but ignore Mai’s presence. And Santi nearly always finds a reason to discipline Mai with physical violence upon his return home, which makes it easy to understand why Mai was spending as much time away as possible and looking for ways out. 

We see Santi abusing Mai throughout the drama, often while Phukao and his mother Sai look on—Phukao in anguish, Sai in indifference (more about her soon). But the scene that best captures their dynamic and gets to the heart of the trauma that lays between them is in episode 7. Mai comes home from surreptitiously spending time with his mother, Santi sniffs out his secret, and the worst episode of abuse depicted in the show unfolds as Santi strings Mai up by a rope on a rafter in the garage and proceeds to beat him with a leather belt in full view of Sai, Phukao, and any onlooker that just happens to be passing by. Throughout the beating, Santi berates Mai for seeing his mother, insisting that she is evil and Mai needs to stay away from her. Watching it unfold, one gets the feeling that Santi is trying to literally beat any trace of Mai’s mother out of him.

What’s most interesting about this scene is the implication that Santi is deeply concerned for Mai’s welfare and genuinely trying to protect him from something, even as he himself is Mai’s greatest source of pain. Somewhere along the way, Santi’s emotions have become hopelessly tangled and warped to the point where this abuse “for Mai’s own good” is the only expression of love he can manage toward his eldest son. It’s horrific, it’s tragic, and it really makes you wonder what the hell happened between Santi and Mai’s mother to poison this father-son relationship so deeply.

The Ranya of it All

Ranya. What a character. What a piece of work. And yet somehow, what a deeply sympathetic portrayal of a woman forced into a life she didn’t want and rebelling against it to the point of cruelty. I did not like this woman, and yet I was unexpectedly moved by her story.

So what the hell happened between Ranya and Santi? They fell in love. They got married. And then Santi pressured her to have a child she didn’t want, because he was fixated on the idea of having a traditional nuclear family (for reasons the show never fully elucidated, but I extrapolate are related to some generational trauma he himself is carrying and a desire to be head of a new family to make up for whatever his childhood lacked). She went along with it despite knowing she did not want to be a mother because she was in love. And sure enough, once she had made it through the pregnancy and began her life as a mother, she was miserable. So she rejected motherhood and abandoned her family when Mai was only an infant, one of the greatest sins a woman can commit in any culture, and certainly in the Asian context where family values and collectivist mindset demands sacrifice for the good of the family unit over personal satisfaction. 

And Santi hated her for it. Hated her because he loved her and she left him. Hated her because she didn’t give him the dream vision he had of a beautiful family. Hated her because he still wanted her. And ultimately, transmitted his impotent rage and twisted love from her onto their son. She, in turn, hated Santi for not being happy with just the two of them, and for destroying their relationship by forcing her into motherhood. And while she doesn’t hate Mai, she certainly doesn’t love him or care for his well-being. 

When Ranya sails back into town many years after abandoning him, she is bitter and hardened and she sees Mai as a means to an end and an easy target. She appears to have similar substance abuse issues to Santi, and she is in deep debt. She needs money, Mai is desperate for parental love and affection, and she sees an opportunity to take advantage. And so she pushes Mai into working with one of the local drug running operations, tells him pretty lies about using the money he is making to buy them a house to live in together, manipulates him into further provoking Santi in her honor, and then skips town with all his money just as the shit hits the fan. It’s one of the last things Mai experiences before his death, a confirmation that neither his father nor his mother really loves him or wants to care for him, exponentially compounding his emotional devastation and leaving him utterly certain that no one will help him. After he is murdered in cold blood by the very people she pushed him to work for, she uses the opportunity to extort money from Luk’s family for years, only coming around when she needs cash. 

Phukao, Santi, and Sai

In the aftermath of Mai’s death, Phukao’s family as he knows it falls apart. He has lost his beloved brother under shocking circumstances, he has been torn apart from one of his best friends as his family bitterly feuds with hers, his father has descended even further into addiction and depression, his parents fight violently until they eventually split up and his father leaves the family home, and through it all he does not feel the unconditional support he expects from his friends and neighbors. Oh sure, they support him, but they also support Kongkwan and her family, a fact which eventually comes to enrage and embitter him. 

Because that’s not how this is supposed to work. If you’ve watched other Asian dramas, you are probably very familiar with the “bad seed” and community ostracization tropes, aka the belief that any blood relative of a person who has committed a heinous crime should be shunned and shamed by the collective community. According to that cultural norm, Luk’s family should be abandoned and ostracized by the community following her murder confession, and while that does happen to some extent, their circle of close friends and neighbors remain sympathetic to them, in particular caring for and protecting Kongkwan, everyone’s favorite fragile sweetheart. 

As Phukao grows and becomes more and more mired in despair and desperation and (justifiable) anger at the injustice of it all, the community begins to view him as difficult, backing away from him, dismissing his feelings, and demanding that he stop making them think about it. Some of his closest friends and loved ones essentially withdraw their explicit emotional support and care for him, and in some cases condemn him and respond to his emotional outbursts with violence. And remember, for the entirety of this story, Phukao is a child. Yet the adults around him seem afraid of his emotion and utterly incapable of extending to him the same level of empathy they easily give Kongkwan and even Luk, our supposed murderess. Feels kinda gendered, doesn’t it? I can’t help but think that Phukao is being punished largely for failing to maintain the stoic model of masculinity that is so often modeled in Asian cultures. 

And what are Santi and Sai doing while their son is emotionally falling apart? They are wrapped up in their own nonsense and sparing very little attention to his actual needs even as they try to control him and loudly proclaim their love for him. Santi is wallowing in his depression and isolation and drinking himself half to death, with noose imagery hovering around him so that we can’t miss how low he is driving himself. Though interestingly, he never turns to violence against Phukao to vent his feelings in the manner he did with Mai. Phukao is clearly a manifestation of the son and family Santi always dreamed of; he loves him in a much more pure way than he ever managed with Mai. And so while he can’t get his shit together to be a good dad to him, he is also not an abusive and terrifying figure to Phukao, to the point where Phukao becomes fixated on getting him to come home. Because for Phukao, despite every monstrous aspect of Santi he’s borne witness to, the only thing that will give him any comfort and feeling of security is having what remains of his family together and intact, as they are supposed to be.

While Phukao desperately tries to get his dad to come home, Sai is caught up in navel gazing over her regrets, as we come to learn that she had a great love before Santi. But Pin was a woman and Sai did not feel free to pursue their relationship, and so when she got pregnant she agreed to marry Santi and raise Mai, as well. But as we saw, she didn’t keep that commitment. Sai came into the marriage regretful and wistful over her lost love and her inability to pursue a life more aligned with her authentic queer self, and that manifested in both indifference to Mai and her husband’s violence toward him, and an unhealthy attachment to and pressure on Phukao to be “worth it.” Worth giving up the life she wanted, worth living with this man she clearly didn’t love, and worth never being with Pin. 

Mai eventually turned her own anger and self-loathing about her choices on Luk and Mai, trying to tear them apart when she learned of their relationship because if she didn’t get to keep her “taboo” love, why should they? When Phukao begins to figure some shit out, lets go of his anger, and starts developing feelings for Kongkwan, Sai freaks the fuck out and tries to repeat the pattern, which feels rooted in her need to keep Phukao under her control and devoted to her to give her life meaning. She finds his interest in Kongkwan threatening and attempts to stamp it out. Unlike Luk, though, Phukao is not having it. 

Kongkwan, Luk, Veena, and Somkiat

Over to the family on the other side of the tear in the fabric of this community. Luk, our star-crossed lover and faux murderer, is the eldest daughter of a seemingly pleasant family with no big stressors or clear markers of their own generational trauma. Veena and Kiat appear to have a decent marriage, stable financial status, and good relationships with their daughters, Kongkwan is thriving while Luk has finished college and become a teacher, and before Luk confesses to killing Mai, all seems well. There is a large age gap between Luk and Kongkwan that the show never explains—I expected to learn something deeper about their family, but we never really got there. As far as we know, they were a solid and functional family unit.

The intergenerational trauma for this family is instead depicted in the aftermath of Mai’s murder and Luk’s false confession. As I mentioned above, Luk’s choice to cover for Mai destroyed her family’s lives. They lost jobs, financial security, several homes, and many relationships, not least of which is the deep bond they once had with the Sirapuchaya family. And when a devastated Santi refuses to forgive Luk and hurls vitriol at her parents (justifiably IMO, what on earth were Kiat and Veena thinking showing up to Mai’s funeral to demand forgiveness for their daughter who had explained nothing), Kiat and Veena become angry and bitter and decide to hate him, and his child, right back.

This is of course a toxic dynamic, and Kongkwan and Phukao are the ones who suffer most for it. On the heels of losing her older sister, Kongkwan is also forced to give up her friendship with Phukao and told to hate him. Her parents start with small things like not inviting him to her birthday party (leaving poor baby Phukao out in the cold and all alone while his family falls apart) and eventually escalate to getting violent with him (both striking him in anger) and explicitly telling Kongkwan that Phukao is a bad person that she must avoid (ironically, giving him the “bad seed” treatment that Kongkwan should be receiving under cultural norms). Over time, Veena and Somkiat develop a seething hatred for Phukao that is actually quite visceral and difficult to comprehend; they seem to find him a symbol for all the unfairness they have endured and the easiest target for their rage and cannot get ahold of themselves enough to temper their reactions to him. 

Kongkwan, a gentle soul, is torn between being a filial and obedient child and going along with an attitude and treatment toward Phukao that she knows is wrong, and it is plainly tearing her apart. Throughout the story, she is emotionally overwhelmed, swinging between deep sadness and bursts of defiant anger, and she often looks like she is one more provocation away from shattering. And as the community tears itself apart around her, Kongkwan is also mired in anguish and confusion about her sister’s choices. As Kongkwan mentions at one point late in our story, no one, including her parents, has ever bothered to question whether Luk actually committed this murder, but she has never believed the lie. She knows her sister well enough, or perhaps is just too gentle a person, to imagine that Luk could have actually done that to Mai. 

And it’s important not to lose in all of this that Kongkwan loved Mai, too. His death was a loss for her as well as for Phukao, and no one really tended to her grief in the aftermath, which clearly runs deep based on the way she clings to objects that remind her of him (the film strip necklace, the Brother Uncle doll). She is just as broken by all of this as Phukao, they just express it very differently.

And before our story ends, Kongkwan will endure yet another devastating loss, when Veena is killed by the drug runners for witnessing their crimes and collaboration with dirty cops. This is compounded by the fact that Veena and Kongkwan’s relationship is in tatters when Veena is killed. Veena has just struck her in anger after Kongkwan demanded an explanation for why her parents were ripping her away from her friends and fought back when they once again tried to force her to carry their hatred for Phukao (her first real stand against her parents after being a dutiful and filial daughter through all their years of bullshit). Kongkwan takes off for the night with her friends to say goodbye before she is forced to leave, and in that short delay her mother is killed—another trauma that Kongkwan will have to bear forever. 

This family is an utter tragedy, to go from stable and loving to this, and all because of their own bad choices. Veena and Somkiat both utterly collapsed under the weight of Luk’s choices and their fallout, compounding them exponentially with their own inability to regulate themselves, and pushed all their trauma down onto Kongkwan, who must now do the hard work of living on amidst the destruction her family has wrought. 

Plu, Pum, and Yo

Phew, let’s take a break and look at this smiling family, shall we? I can’t believe I have already written this many words with nary a mention of my beloved best boy Plu, but that should tell you how much is going on in this show! While Plu gets caught up in the traumatic events that are deeply affecting his best friends and has some of his own family problems to deal with, he is not suffering from intergenerational trauma to the same degree as Phukao and Kongkwan. Plu lost his parents at a very young age (we do not find out the specifics of how), but is raised with attention and care by his wonderful grandparents who clearly love him dearly. He spends his childhood with close neighbors and friends and shares a deep bond with and protective instincts for his slightly younger friends Phukao, Kongkwan, and Lookzo.

So how is all this community trauma affecting Plu? He is a classic people pleaser and caretaker who just wants everyone to be okay. He also wants to support all parties in this situation without taking sides or hurting anyone’s feelings, which is of course impossible, but I do love him for trying. He took it upon himself to care for Phukao and be the big brother he needed in the aftermath of Mai’s death, but he always maintained his friendship with Kongkwan, as well, a fact that Phukao finds hard to accept. Plu is torn between his love for Phukao and Kongkwan, which becomes extra complicated when they get older and he develops (ill-advised and doomed) romantic feelings for Kongkwan that cloud his judgment and create a rift with Phukao. He is yet another person who hits Phukao without real justification, but unlike the adults he at least has the grace to feel ashamed (can you tell I am in my feelings about this??).

As all of this is unfolding, he is also dealing with his own family struggles, as Pom develops Alzheimer’s disease and her medical needs take a financial toll on the family, leading Plu to become involved with the same drug running crew that killed Mai, because apparently a legal job wouldn’t cut it to pay for Grandma’s prescriptions. (I should also mention here that via Plu’s involvement with the drug running crews we get a glimpse into some intergenerational trauma being passed down in those families, as the heads of each organization force a very hard life onto their children, but we’re not going to get into that because I have to stop somewhere or I’ll be writing this post from my grave). 

In any event, Yo can clearly see that his grandson is lying and doing something dangerous to bring home money, but he doesn’t stop him, presumably because they desperately need it. And Pom’s deteriorating memory and mental health take a real toll on both Plu and Yo, who just have sorrow wafting off them in waves in every scene where she doesn’t recognize them. This is a family in struggle together, not causing struggle for each other, unlike Phukao and Kongkwan’s situations.  

Lookzo and Oh

This section is going to be short because Zo and Oh have never done anything wrong in their lives and I know this. They are a perfect little father/daughter duo with an easy relationship, despite some sadness they must have endured around whatever happened to Zo’s mother (the show never gives us this information). Oh is a single father doing his best and he supports Zo through all her milestones and moods, creating a safe home where she can be herself and express her feelings to him without fear. He is also a sweetheart to her friends and welcoming to both Kongkwan and Phukao while maintaining his own friendships and acting as a mediator between their parents. 

Zo’s main worries throughout the drama are twofold: she has a crush on an utterly clueless Plu (despite his silly little hats), and she is similarly torn between her love for Kongkwan and Phukao and resentful of all the adults around them trying to destroy their bonds with each other. She is honest and forthright and though she sometimes runs off at the mouth in ill-advised ways, she always owns it and if she was wrong she will immediately admit it and apologize. In one of my favorite scenes of the entire drama, she lights into Kiat and Santi for tearing the community apart and destroying her friends, and then collapses on Oh to sob about how exhausted she is by all this bullshit and how she just wants to live her life with her friends in peace. She is all of us, easily the most relatable character in this show, and I love her. 

The Core Four

So after that exhaustive summation of all the trauma they are enduring throughout our story, I turn to the final question on all of our minds: are these babies going to be okay? I think the answer is a bit of a mixed bag with a tilt toward hope. 

Throughout the drama, I kept wanting these kids to just get in the car, drive far away from their parents, and never come back. But this is an Asian drama and filial piety reigns supreme, so of course they were never going to abandon their parents. And if they can’t be free, at least Phukao and Kongkwan found some measure of peace in the end. Kongkwan still has her father and a newly released Luk to cling to in the aftermath of Veena’s murder and they seem committed to being better to each other and finally letting go of all the bitterness now that Luk has come clean about what really happened (I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that Kiat explicitly says he is grateful for Veena’s death because it gives him the opportunity to be a better dad, a fridging for the ages!). Phukao has made his peace with his parents’ split and given Sai his blessing to pursue her best lesbian life, and Santi has done a (wildly unrealistic IMO) heel turn upon learning Luk did not kill Mai, let go of all of his anger, and pledged to do better as Phukao’s father. These families will never be free of the decade of trauma they all endured and the scars it left on them, but they can at least finally move forward from it. 

And of course, our core four kiddos stuck together and refused to let the adults succeed in destroying their relationships, though it was certainly a near thing. Even if things get better from here on out, they must live with the pain of all that they endured, and Phukao and Kongkwan in particular have suffered losses they will likely never fully recover from. It isn’t lost on me either that these traumatic events all occurred in the most formative years of their lives, when your experiences shape who you will become. They will carry these traumas through their lives and likely pass them down to the next generation, even if they manage to mitigate the damage better than their own parents did. If nothing else, we can say that at least if their bonds with each other are tattered, torn, and bruised, they are still intact. In the end, despite incredible pressure, ample doubt, and deep turmoil, they chose each other, and they will continue to care for each other through whatever life throws at them next. 

[littlesubbyflower]

Slow Dancing — S.H.

Modern!Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Summary - You slow dance with Steve outside of his BMW

3.5k Words

Warnings: None? Actually— Friends To Lovers, Admission of love? idk man this feels like absolute, tooth rotting fluff.

A/N : Doing this as a modern!Steve because when asking my parents about how things were in the 80’s, they responded with “We were between the ages of 1-10 during that time, our teen years were in the 90’s” so Modern!Steve it is! I would also love to shout out all of the wives in the Coven for helping me 🫶🏻 and @myobmaya for always reading my late night screenshots that I send and always helping me run with my ideas 💖

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“Ah, I don’t know Robin, I just don’t think she sees me that way.” Steve said, stacking the pile of books on the counter after scanning them in.

“Oh my gosh, you’re such a dingus! She totally has the hots for you.” Robin calls a few aisles over, putting away the cart full of books.

“You think?” Steve asks, looking down at his feet, a slight blush rising to his cheeks. Steve had never been so smitten with a girl since Nancy Wheeler. Steve will never forget how she looked him in his eyes and said he was bullshit, him asking her if she loved him, and her repeating that ‘it’s bullshit.’

Steve was heartbroken, everyone in the party knew it. Robin found out how much damage had been done when she and Steve were in the bathroom together while Steve spilled his guts out in a toilet after drinking too much. Eddie could tell there were tensions between Nancy and Steve, but no one spoke about it really. Dustin tried to give Eddie a ‘long story short’ version, but it was way too confusing for Eddie to put together pieces because the curly haired boy was speaking too quickly.

You hadn’t lived in Hawkins long. You moved in the late spring from a small town in Texas. Being the outcast at your new school, you kept mainly to yourself. The students of Hawkins High made fun of you for your accent on your first full day in the cafeteria, which had caused you to cry in the bathroom your whole lunch period. Robin had heard you crying when she had walked past the bathroom and comforted you as best she could, and the two of you had been inseparable since. Eddie Munson had also managed to rope you into his small group after Dustin wouldn’t shut up about how cool you were

Steve thought the shift was dragging on, despite it being a Friday night, one of the busiest nights of the week for the small bookstore. Every time the bell on the front door would chime, Steve would secretly hope it was you and would quickly hide his disappointment when he saw it wasn’t. The bell rang and Dustin sauntered into the store.

“You will never guess who I just saw at the record shop next door!” Dustin runs up to the counter “Your girlfriend!”

“For the last time, she isn’t my girlfriend. We are only best friends, that’s all!” Steve said, running his hand through his hair. “She’s probably getting that new record from Eddie, they’ve got the same music taste. Who still collects records? I told her I've got an extra spot on my music subscription.”

“No one wants your spotify login, Steve. She’s going to come in, and besides, I think it’s cool as shit that she still collects records, makes her so much cooler! ” Dustin said, seeing the tips of Steve’s ears turning a tinge of pink at the mention of you. Dustin had gone straight to the D&D display to grab a new book before returning to the counter.

“It’s fine if she doesn’t come in, you know.” Steve replied, taking a book from the younger boy.

“You damn near break your neck every time that bell chimes because you secretly wish it WAS her walking in here.”

Steve’s face flushed a bright red at the accusation.

“Can it, Henderson.” He replies, scanning the book on the register and placing it to the side. “Are you renting this one, or buying?”

“Knowing how Eddie gets with his campaigns, I’m going to buy this one.” Dusting grimaced, remembering how he had rented a book a few weeks ago and had to pay for another book.

“Wait, are we talking about -” Robin seemingly pops into the conversation out of nowhere.

“Yes!”

“No!”

“Anyways.. Stevie, are you going to ask her to the party at Bugsy's tonight?” Robin teases.

“Yeah Stevie, are you?” Dustin mocks, fluttering his eyelashes and clasping his hands under his chin.

“Oh my god you two are insufferable.” Steve hides his face in his hands. “The actual worst!”

“You never answered my question, so I'm going to take your silence as a yes.” Dustin smirks, handing Steve the money for the book.

Just then, the doorbell chimed and the three turned their heads quickly to see who had come in.

“Whoa, why are you guys looking at me like that?” you laughed awkwardly, walking up to the counter. You dug the two books out of your bag and smiled at Steve. “Anyways, thanks for the book recommendations, Stevie! They were great!”

“Y-yeah, no problem!” Steve rushed out. “Hey uh, so there’s this… party tonight, and I was won—”

“Sure!” you reply. “Pick me up at 7. Bye Rob, bye Dustin!” you wink, blow Steve a kiss and walk out the door.

“I cannot believe that just happened.” Steve said to no one in particular. Robin and Dustin only shook their heads.

“It happened and he doesn’t even believe it, total Steve move.” Dustin throws his hands up in exasperation

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Back at your mother’s childhood home, you pace back and forth, half dressed, ranting to Eddie.

“Oh my god, what if I was too confident? I mean, I didn’t even give him the chance to answer! I mean for fucks sake I blew him a kiss before I walked out the door!” You throw yourself onto the bed rather dramatically and Eddie just looks at you.

“Sunshine, you’re overthinking this. It’s going to be okay, I promise.”

“What if he doesn’t show up and I'm just sitting on the porch like an idiot?” You ask, sitting up. “Eddie, I’m terrified of that happening again.”

“That’s not going to happen. Steve is different, trust me.” Eddie says, standing.

“Yeah, well, that’s what the cheerleaders said about Andy.” You reply and roll your eyes.

“You wound me, darling, I would NEVER lie to you. I’ve spent some time around him, and he’s not anything like those asshole jocks.”

“I guess I'll just have to take your word for it.”

“Guess you will.” Eddie shoves you. “Please get dressed, people who can see into your first floor window will get so many bad ideas.”

“Sorry, sorry!” standing and grabbing a sweatshirt off of the chair at the desk in the far left corner in the room. “That's it, I'm not going. I'm going to tell Steve that I changed my mind!” You slam yourself down in the chair in a huff after yanking on the sweatshirt.

“No, for the love of heavy metal— absolutely fucking not.” Eddie says, staring at you. “For my own sanity, you are absolutely going to that fucking party with Steve. I can no longer take the pining. You both like each other but are too chicken shit to do anything about it.” Eddie points his finger at you playfully, but his stare held a serious undertone. “If I have to hear from Robin that Steve cannot stop talking about how great you look in that stupid red bikini or any other clothes for that matter and if I hear you talk about how great Steve looks in anything one more time, I'm going to absolutely lose my shit.”

Your cheeks flush a deep red in embarrassment. You open your mouth to speak, but Eddie continues.

“Listen, I love you, but you and Steve need to get your asses in gear before Robin and I take matters into our own hands.” Eddie stands and walks into your closet, pulling out a baby pink and floral white sundress. “Harrington hasn’t shut up about this since you wore it a month ago.” before tossing the garment onto your bed.

You gawk at the boy, eyes as wide as saucers. “You cannot be serious? This dress?” Your face manages to flush a deeper color. “H-he talks about this dress?”

“Serious as a heart attack.” Eddie says, drawing an ‘x’ over his chest.

You look at the dress, weighing your options. You could put on the dress and go to Bugsy’s party and maybe air out your feelings, or you could stay in your room and probably wish you were at the party. Grabbing the dress off the bed, you look at Eddie.

“Guess I'm going to the party.”

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Eddie had left not long after you had decided you were going to the party. He promised to see you there, he just needed to run by Rick’s to stock up on his supply before stopping by to make some deals.

Applying a last swipe of lipgloss and a final spritz of hair spray into your hair, you take one look in the mirror. You adjusted the sleeves of your dress and your fingers immediately dropped to the bottom hem on the skirt, rubbing the fabric between your fingers. You check the clock in the wall for the time, and your heart rate picks up when you notice it’s 6:57. Steve should be here any minute.

Rushing around your room, you find a small purse and shove your lipgloss, a pack of gum, your phone and wallet into. Picking up your strappy sandals, you rush down the stairs calling out your goodbyes to your parents. Once you reach the front door, you stop and put on your shoes and glance at your hair in the mirror next to the door once more, fixing a strand that has now been misplaced. Ruffling your roots and twisting the strands once more, you smile at your reflection and take in a deep breath. On the exhale, you open the door and take two steps before your cheek collides with someone’s chest.

“I’m sorry!”

“Oh god, my bad!”

Steve steadies you, grabbing your upper arms. “I-I should really watch where i’m going.” He looks you up and down before blushing. “Are you okay?”

“I'm okay, Steve. Maybe I should be the one to watch where I'm going.” You blink up at him before your own blush tinges your cheeks and you immediately cast your eyes to the ground.

Steve’s hands are still holding your arms and his touch feels electrifying. He clears his throat before gently dropping his hands. “Y-you ready to go?”

“Oh, sure!” you say looking back up at him and smiling nervously. Steve holds his hand out to you to lead you to his car. You take his hand, feeling electricity jolting from your hand up your arm. Steve felt it too, the way his breath hitched and he could hear his own heartbeat in his ears as you grabbed his hand and he led you to his car.

“Ever the gentleman.” you giggle out as he opens the car door for you and lets you get settled before closing the door and jogging around to the driver’s side before getting in.

“Um, i-if you want, we could listen to your music? Don’t tell the kids though— they’ll be out for my neck.” Steve laughs. “Dustin especially.” He looks over at you and smiles.

“Oh, you— we don’t have to!” You rush out. “Your music will be just fine!”

‘Stop being so nervous!’ You shout at yourself in your head ‘It’s just Steve!’

“No, I insist, really.” Steve smiles again. “Bluetooth your favorite playlist, I’m sure it’s great, plus i’d love to hear what you listen to on a daily basis.

“How would you know? What if it’s all Taylor Swift? Or Harry Styles?” You laugh, turning in your seat to look at him as he starts the car and begins to drive off.

“Well, I guess that’s a risk I am willing to take with you.” He looks over at you and smiles when approaching the stop sign at the end of your street. “You’d be surprised at how much of her music I know, all thanks to Max and El.”

“Well in the wise words of Dean Winchester, ‘driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cakehole’ therefore, you’re picking the music.”

Steve shook his head in laughter. “Guess we will be listening to nothing.” A moment of silence passes before Steve speaks again

“I think I'm going to go off on a whim here, okay?” He looks over at you. “I don’t want to go to that stupid party.” He admits, taking a left down a street to head towards Lover’s Lake.

You visibly relax, breathing out a sigh of relief. “Okay, great. I thought it was just me.” a somewhat nervous laugh bubbles from your chest. “I really don’t like parties.”

“It’s okay, really. I don’t like them anymore either.” He looks at you and smiles again. “We could uh, go out to the lake, maybe? For talking, not- not anything else.”

“Oh! S-sure!” Jumbled thoughts raced around your head. You knew why most of the town’s youth went to Lover’s Lake, it wasn’t that hard to figure out, but Steve Harrington taking you there to ‘just talk’ seemed highly unlikely… However, you decided to humor his spur of the moment plan change.

“Great!” Steve looked over at you and winked.

The drive to the lake was a quiet one, but not the awkward, suffocating type. The type of quiet that was comforting, that people could sit in for hours and not have any issues. Reaching down and playing with the hem of your dress as the passing houses turned into woods, where the asphalt turned into a dirt road leading off towards the lake. Steve parked in the middle of an open field, right in front of where the sun was setting over the water. He rolled down the windows in the car before turning it off and turning to face you.

“You know, you look beautiful.” Steve said to you, voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t mention it earlier when I should’ve.” He reaches up, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Y-you think?” You stutter and look down into your lap, a blush covering your cheeks.

“Oh it’s not that I think, it’s that I know that you’re beautiful.” Steve carefully lifts your chin with his hand. “I am so serious, sweetheart. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.” His brown eyes bore into yours, flakes of amber and dark brown catch your attention as he leans closer to you and smiles.

Your breath catches in your throat as he leans in closer, the blush on your cheeks deepens. “You’re way too nice to me, Stevie.” You whisper out. “You gonna stare at me all night?” You giggle out, feeling a bit more confident.

“Only if you’ll let me.” He says, voice dripping with honey and a bit of truth. His free hand slowly makes its way to your knee as it gently rests there. “I know you, the you that lives here in Hawkins, but I want to know what you were like before you moved here.”

“Oh, still the same old me.” You speak slowly, the skin on your knee feeling about ten degrees warmer. “Still always collecting records and whatnot.” Smiling that Steve actually wants to get to know you. “I like reading too and I’m pretty decent at crocheting things!”

A boyish laugh bubbles past Steve’s lips. “You crochet?” His eyes hold a half impressed, half curious look. “What kind of things?”

“Blankets.” You murmur out sheepishly. “Like the lavender and cream colored one on Robin’s bed.”

“YOU made that? That’s the softest blanket I think I’ve ever touched.”

“O-oh, yeah I did. I had to learn how to do something while the military packed up my house and moved us here.”

“Military?” Steve looked shocked. “Who’s in the military?”

“Oh, my dad is! He’s stationed in Indianapolis, but my mom grew up here, so they bought her childhood home, and he comes home on the weekends.”

“That’s… interesting.” Steve says, rubbing absent minded circles on your skin, fiddling with his hair with his free hand before bringing it under his chin and resting it there, genuinely listening to every word you’re saying.

“It’s alright I guess. I was very lucky and only moved around a handful of times. Unfortunately, I missed my junior prom because we moved here.” You admit, your voice holding a saddened tone. “So I can’t wait for my senior one this year.”

“Didn’t get your romantic slow dance, did you sweetheart?”

“No Stevie, I didn’t.” You admit.

Steve stops rubbing circles on your knee, looking at you, cocking his head to the side.

“You serious?”

“As a heart attack, Harrington.”

Shaking his head and muttering to himself, Steve starts fumbling with his phone and car stereo, quickly scrolling through his music.

“Everything okay?” You ask, trying to lean forward a bit to look into Steve’s eyes.

“Hm? No, sweetheart, it’s not.”

Disappointment bubbled in your chest, a white hot feeling that you weren’t entirely used to. “Oh..”

“No, no, I didn’t mean it that way. We are going to get you your romantic slow dance. I just need to find the perfect song.” Steve says, placing his hand back onto your knee, still scrolling through his music. “Where is that playlist?” he mutters to himself.

“Aha!” he said after a moment or two, clicking the screen of his phone, then reaching forward and turning the dial to his radio to increase the volume.

“Steve, what exactly are we doing?” You ask, eyeing him down.

“Getting you that slow dance you missed out on.” He says, before getting out of the car and jogging to your side, opening the door and offering you his hand. “May not be super romantic but, it will be something special.”

You’re rendered speechless for a moment. Why would Steve Harrington offer to slow dance with you in the middle of a field? Surely Robin and Eddie were right, maybe he was different than all of the others.

In the back of Steve’s mind, all he could think about was Robin telling him how you weren’t like the girls their age. You were different and he just had to go out on a whim and see it for himself, and god was she right.

You take Steve’s hand and get out of the car, Steve the door closing behind you. He brings you right to the front of his car, in the glow of his headlights.

“Can I have this dance, sweetheart?” He asks, smiling at you as the opening chords of Etta James’ “My Dearest Darling” begin to fill the air.

All I need is someone like you, My Dearest Darling, please love me too

“Oh Stevie, this is such a classic.” You blush and grab his hand. “Who knew you’d be such a charmer.” You giggle, standing closer to him as you place a hand on his shoulder and he carefully places his free hand on the small of your back.

“Is this okay?” He asks.

“More than okay.” You whisper out as he pulls you impossibly close.

Ooh, My Dearest Darling, I offer you my heart.

His brown eyes bore into yours, both of you taking shallow breaths, swaying to the music. The sunset casting the perfect hue onto his face, making his freckles pop against his tanned skin.

“Sweetheart, I need to tell you something.” Steve whispers, slowing the tempo down a bit, but still staying in time with the music.

“Yes?” You ask, never breaking eye contact.

“I-” He stops, taking a deep breath. “Bare with me here.” He laughs nervously. “I am pretty much in love with you.” He takes another deep breath. “I am in love with you, actually. I have been, for months.”

Oh nothing, nothing, nothing in this world could keep us apart.

You stare up at the boy in front of you, heart beating wildly in your chest. You open your mouth to say something before he starts talking again

“You don’t have to say anything back. I-I just wanted to get my feel—”

You cut him off by bringing your fingers up to the nape of his neck, gently pulling him closer and bringing him down for a bruising kiss. His hands immediately grab at your waist and you grab onto his shirt with your free hand.

It was everything you hoped it would be. Steve’s soft lips captured yours, moving in time with your own, deepening the kiss. He wanted to frame this moment in a glass box forever, he wanted to keep every moment, every emotion, every feeling he had in his pocket to replay over and over again.

You pull back after a moment, Steve looked at you with wide eyes, before smiling at you. A wide, toothy grin

“I'm in love with you too, Steve.” You smile. “I think even before I admitted to myself, I think I knew.”

Steve pulls you back in for another kiss, bringing his hand up to cup your jaw. Seemingly out of nowhere, water droplets began falling from the sky, causing you to giggle into the kiss.

“Hope kissing in the rain is on your bucket list, Harrington.” You say after pulling away.

“Only if I can kiss you, sweetheart.”

“Always.”

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Ahh! Thank you so much for reading! As always, reblogs and likes are always appreciated! First published Steve piece! 💖

[floof-mah-life]

'Twisted Wonderland came out of my phone!?

You can also find this story in my Wattpad account, I have many chapters already there and I put this here for those who don't have Wattpad or anything.

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"Oi! (Y/n) could you come over here and help me with something real quick!?" A voice shouted from downstairs.

A person just chilling in they're room was too busy on they're phone cuz of a battle they just wanted to beat and get over with.

'C'mon! It's been a week man.... Let me beat you!!'

Basically they're playing twisted Wonderland. It's a game they're friend recommended after they got tired of our dear reader watching Helluva Boss, playing Geshin Impact, and a bunch of other shit they do.

But don't worry! They still do they're own shenanigans. Apparently what they are currently doing is trying to beat a damn overblot, or should I say Vil's overblot.

"Yeah I'll be there in a bit! Lemme just do something really quick!!"

'Vil I fucking love you don't get me wrong but, if I can't beat you after leveling up mAh characters, doing random shit to get more gems Heck! Even spending money for the past few days imma say Neige is the fairest of them all boi!!'

Finally after sometime they finally managed to defeat him.

"WOOHOO!! I BEAT YOU!" Throwing they're hands in the air and doing a small victory dance they begun to think of a few things.

'not gonna lie Vil's overblot form tho...... should've taken a screenshot. I swear to God these damn boys need THERAPY!!!!'

*DING*

Looking back at their phone.

*Low battery (%5)*

'Damn I've been to focus on beating Vil that I forgot to charge mAh damn phone!!'

Quickly getting they charger and plugging in the cord they left it on they're desk.  Standing up from sitting down for around 5 hours they slightly bending down hearing the satisfying cracks.

"Now I just need to help mAh dear sister downstairs...... I'm coming!!"

Going towards the door, opening and closing it, walked downstairs to see they're sister trying to fix the.......ceiling?

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"Okay what happened this time?"

"Hole in the ceiling......"

"May I ask what really happened or how that got there?"

"..........................Accidentally burned myself from cooking and threw the pan at the ceiling...."

"........alright get the stool and I'll get the tools."

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A bright light begin to glow from the phone....... coming out from the screen a gloved hand....holding onto the edges of the phone they climb out.....

Pulling themselves out of the phone, stood up to look around

"Okay I know that I was avoiding Riddle but, this isn't what I meant!!"

Another figure came out of the phone....

"What the- Ace!?"

The figure turned around to look at the new figure that appeared.

"Deuce!?"

"Where are we? And what did you do this time?!"

"Hold up! Ya blaming be for this?! I didn't do anything! I was just trying to avoid Riddle cause I may have accidentally ate his tart again."

"You can't just 'accidentally' eat someone's else food ace."

"Anyways! I don't what happened nor where we are. I was just on my way my dorm when a bright light came outta nowhere and suddenly here I am."

"Hm......the same thing happened to me except I was feeding the hedgehogs and then I came here."

Both figures begin to look around the area they appeared.

"This looks like a room but, bigger"

Ace scoffed a bit and looked at Deuce

"Bigger? This is basically a room for a Giant!!"

Before deuce could reply they begin to hear a doorknob rattle.

'Eh?!'

Didn't took long for the door to open to reveal our beautiful selves. (H/c) hair colored person coming in and looked a bit tired.

"Damn rats just came outta nowhere.....of course I'm gonna scream...."

They then look up towards they're phone only to see the two figures standing there shocked. They're eyes widened seeing them.

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Both making direct eye contact, no movement until ace grabbed Deuce's arm and begun to run. Not caring where, just away from this giant.

"Run Deuce!!"

"Eh!? Where tho!!?"

"I don't know!! Away from them or something!!!"

Snapping out of they're trance they reached out towards them.

"Hey! Hold up!!"

Both ace and Deuce running to who knows where, they just wanna get away from the so called giant person. Reaching toward the edge of the desk a hand came down startling them, not having to chance to get away both we're grabbed.

"Hey! Put us down!!"

Both boys squirming around only for them to be held by they're blazer.

"Woah! Chill you two.....I ain't gonna hurt ya or anything."

Both cease they're struggle to look at the Giant figure in front of them.

"You're..... your not going to hurt us?" Deuce asked slightly trembling. Like it's not everyday a bright light suddenly appears, you're suddenly stacked to a room that looks like it's for a giant, a huge person appears and they all of a sudden grabbed ya.

The person looked at him with soft eyes. Shaking they're head signalling no they're not going to harm them.

"No I'm not and uh...sorry that I startled you both but, if I didn't do that you both would've fell down and could've possibly hurt yourselves."

"Uh huh! Thanks for that and all but could you put us down!!!" Ace shouted holding onto one of the fingers for dear life.

"Oh! Yeah sorry!"

Going back towards they're desk they put both figures down gently. They kept a safe distance from them.

"So........." Ace started to get rid of the awkward tension surrounding them.

"What's your name?"

"My name's (y/n) nice to meet cha!" (Y/n) smiled at them.

"Well.....I'm Deuce."

"I'm Ace..."

'I know y'all names but, I'm sure it'll be helle weird and creepy if did said ya names out of a sudden.'

"Although if I may ask you both........."

Both Ace and Deuce turned to (Y/n)

"How did you both get here? Or how are you both......tiny? Like you're basically the size of my pinkie I swear."

Ace didn't like that.

"Hey!! Your just huge!" Ace shouted pointing at (Y/n)

"Basically admitting that your tiny." (Y/n) smirked at him.

Before ace could reply Deuce butted in

"We don't know actually. Both of us we're doing our own thing when there was a bright light and then here we are." Deuce cut in basically making sure Ace doesn't say something stupid that could easily get them both killed.

'Okay so wtf do I do now?'

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A Bar So Low, It Was a Tripping Hazard in Hell

Izuku Centric! BKDK endgame

He cheated on me. I know when. I know who. I know where. I know how. I know who he cheated on me with. I have video proof and pictures. I have screenshots of texts.

I’m not dumb. He thinks I’m dumb. He’s been avoiding me. He knows I know of that I have a hunch of what he’s doing. He’s going to get defensive and call me crazy.

I’ve been letting this brew inside me for too long. At first, I was devastated. Then I felt a burning anger consume me. I was stuck in a cycle of sorrow and anger. Of course, I was grieving the loss of my relationship before it even ended.

I was waiting to dump him on my birthday. I don’t expect him to give me a gift or even remember. He’s always been a piece of shit. I just ignored it for my own sake.

My name is Izuku Midoriya I’m dumping my cheating boyfriend.

It’s not hard to find reasons to dump the bastard. The only reason why we started dating was because I was heartbroken and decided that trying to move on wasn’t a bad idea. It clearly was a horrible idea because I got cheated on.

His name was Seiki Kagurazaka and he was a second-year student at U.A. High. I got close with the majority of his friends which helped me in the long run. They ended up liking me more than him and outed him to me as a cheater. I was often busy with hero work while they were hanging out so I wouldn’t have known if they hadn’t told me.

We only were a month into our relationship when the person I originally had a crush on broke up with their boyfriend. I cursed to myself but was determined to move on considering he had to recover from the breakup anyway.

I was in love with Katsuki Bakugo. No shocker there. It’s impossible for my attention to be focused on anyone other than him. Unfortunately, when he started dating Kirishima, it hurt to even look at them. I was beyond happy and supportive, but I couldn’t help but feel my heart break.

Now here I am, standing in the middle of the hallway, staring at my soon-to-be ex in disbelief.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s important okay?”

“Really? I can’t believe you right now.”

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like our plans haven’t worked out before?”

“Oh my god. You actually forgot. We were supposed to go to my place to celebrate my birthday, asshole!”

Kagurazaka paled and the sight of his mortified expression brought me extreme joy. Usually, I’d be angry or upset, but I’ve never been more at peace. I was about to make the entire school see Kagurazaka was nothing more than a mindless fuckboy.

“It’s not my fault you didn’t remind me!”

That genuinely surprised me. I knew he’d get defensive, but this was a new level of stupidity. How I ever accepted his confession is beyond me.

Meanwhile, behind me, I heard the voices of my classmates. I knew Mina, Kaminari, Uraraka, Hagakure, and Ojiro were behind me. In my peripheral vision, I can see the spikey blond hair that belonged to Bakugo.

Behind Kagurazaka was the group of his friends that would drop him after we broke up. They were the ones who supported me after sharing the news that he was cheating on me.

Suddenly, I didn’t want my failed relationship on display for the school to see. I grabbed Kagurazaka by the ear and tugged him into a more private area of the school. I know some people would respect me wanting privacy, but I couldn’t blame those who followed.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Izuku! What the hell?”

I couldn’t help but let out an exasperated huff, letting go of Kagurazaka. This was it.

“You know what makes me crazy? I’m sorry, can I say this? You know what makes me nuts?” I didn’t wait for a response. “The fact that we could be together—Here together. Sharing our night. Spending our time. And you are gonna choose someone else to be with-.”

“No. That’s not—I’m not choosing-!”Kagurazaka went to interject, his defensiveness rearing its head again.

I shut that down quickly.

“No, you are!”

“No!”

“Yes, Seiki, that's exactly what you’re doing!” I can’t help but shout at him. He really thinks he’s going to win this. “You could be here with me Or be there with them. As usual, guess which you pick.”

“No Izuku, I have to go-!” snapped Kagurazaka in a way that said a thousand words.

Fuck those homewrecking bitches and his fuckboy guy-friends that probably supported his cheating.

Without missing a beat, I snarkily fire back at him. “No, Seiki, you do not have to go to another party with the same twenty jerks you already know! You could stay with your boyfriend on his fucking birthday!”

I got to know his friends and became really good friends with them, yet he had no shame in cheating on me in front of them. It was beyond embarrassing for everyone to see that I wasn't worth it for him!

This was more than him cheating. This was him cheating after not putting any effort into our relationship from the beginning. He wasted my time and energy. We were both training to become heroes. And sure, I am farther ahead than he may ever be, but couldn't he be proud of me? Or even pretend to be?

“And you could, God forbid, even see my interviews!”

Seeing his stupid face with no guilt written on it filled me with a rage I didn't know I could feel. I will resent Kagurazaka till the day I die. He clearly doesn't feel guilty about cheating and still refuses to admit it.

“And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy! That you won't get to play with your little girlfriends!”

The words I dreaded hearing suddenly met my ears. Kagurazaka now knows that I know he cheated. Kagurazaka knows that I know he'd skip out on dates to go to parties and hook up with whatever girl threw herself on him. He had nowhere to turn, so he'd suddenly project on me.

"You're crazy-!"

I feel his hands try and snatch my wrists to silence me. And in that split second any composure I had left was out the window. All restraints were forgotten and our relationship was officially done.

I shove him away hard enough for him to nearly fall over. Without worrying about who heard anymore, I shouted at him. "No I'm not, no I'm not!"

Kagurazaka's eyes widened, officially backing down. The line had been crossed and there was nothing he could do to mend what he's ruined. I no longer loved him.

There would be no more stolen kisses in the halls or in our dorms. There won't be any more secret hugs whenever we feel the urge to touch. There will never be fingers grazing as we walk through the halls side by side. My eyes will never meet his again after this. My voice will never be directed towards him after this. I'll be nothing more than a memory.

"And the point is, Seiki, that you can't spend a single day that's not about you and you and nothing but you! Marvelous, powerful, you!"

I can feel I'm using my whole body to exaggerate my screaming. Everything I was feeling was pouring out of my mouth. Feelings and thoughts I'd been bottling up about him were now being thrown right into his face.

"Isn't he wonderful? Just seventeen! The savior of Japan! You and you and nothing but you! Miles and piles of you! Pushing through windows and bursting through walls! En route to the sky! And l-"

I couldn't do it anymore and the tears started falling. I didn't want him to see me crying, but I felt so defeated that I couldn't help but break down at the thought of him cheating. We never did anything more than the occasional makeout, but he could sleep with multiple girls he just met?

He didn't even try to come up with a dumb excuse or apologize. He didn't beg for me to stay or say that it was an accident or a one-time thing. I wanted to believe he felt some guilt or shame, but deep down I knew he’d only be upset that I found out.

Even now, as I was crying before him he didn't even move to comfort me. He didn’t say a word to try and fix what he broke. I decided if this was the end, I'd leave nothing untouched.

"I swear to God. I'II never understand. How you can stand there straight and tall... and see I'm crying...and not do anything at all." I know I sounded pathetic and heartbroken, but the regret that finally appeared on Kagurazaka's face made it worth it.

As I saw his hand budge to reach out to me, I shook my head and turned away from him. There was a group shamelessly watching and I could tell the wish they fled the scene before I could see their faces.

Thankfully it wasn't random people and was made up of Kagurazaka's friends and my friends. It made the situation a lot less messy for me. Still, one of Kagurazaka's friends, more specifically the first girl who told me he was cheating, reached out to me.

"Izuku."

I raised my hand to signal I didn't want to be here, let alone talk at the moment. I dismiss myself and walk away.

"Izuku."

I wanted to scream, but the voice belonged to someone I could never be hostile to. All I do is turn to face Bakugo and shake my head.

"I'll see you tomorrow Kacchan."

I push open the double doors at the end of the hall and leave. I'll tell Aizawa I got sick and was heading home instead of my dorm. He already accepted my request to spend my birthday with my mother.

My birthday was spent in the arms of my mother. I ended up spending Sunday at home as well. I didn't want to answer the questions I know my classmates would have or see the looks of pity yet.

When I got back, no one asked any questions and there weren't any looks of pity. Apparently, Bakugo got house arrest for beating up Kagurazaka. Uraraka and Kagurazaka's ex-friends explained what happened to class 1-A. So, by the time I got back, all I got was support.

I was happy to hear I’d be able to rant about him to many of my friends whenever I found the strength to talk about it. It seemed that I also had plenty of second-years to talk to about it as well. Sure they saw him cheating, but I had embarrassing stories of him to share.

It seems Bakugo could sense I'd be coming back because he was waiting in my room when I walked in. All I could do was smile. And suddenly I can't imagine how I could ever bring myself to distance myself from him.

"Thank you, Kacchan."

"He's lucky I didn't kill him for doing that to you."

As long as it took me to move on, it pissed me off that all it took was one sentence for all those feelings to come back full force. Trying to ignore the rush that was making me dizzy, I stepped closer and plopped down on my bed.

"Yeah, I think he'll probably avoid me like the plague now."

I really hope he wouldn’t dare walk through the first-year hall. Then again, Kagurazaka was a piece of shit. He had no shame so I wouldn’t be surprised if he suddenly started dating another first-year by the end of next week.

"Yeah, you screaming at him was pretty badass. Definitely destroyed his ego with how you tore into him," snickered Bakugo, his smirk as devilish as ever.

"Thanks."

"Here. Take it."

Suddenly a small box is placed on my lap. I soon realized that this was a birthday gift considering I wasn't around for my birthday.

"Oh! Kacchan!"

Soon I was a crying mess all over again. After having my ex-boyfriend forget my birthday, this really got my emotions all over the place.

"Hey! Why are you crying?"

"I'm so happy." I pathetically cry out.

I open the box after a smack to the back of my head and a quick breather. Looking inside is a golden All Might charm bracelet. There were at least six limited-edition charms in addition to the limited-edition All Might bracelet the charms go onto.

Bakugo was most definitely collecting these charms for close to a year at this point. That information sent the butterflies in my stomach into overdrive.

I may have just gotten out of a relationship and this may make me a bad person, but I couldn't resist launching myself onto Bakugo. It seemed that Bakugo didn't mind being a bad person as well when he supported my weight and kissed me back.

The end!

This was completely inspired by the musical The Last Five Years and more specifically the song See I'm Smiling by Anna Kendrick! God the feminine rage in that gives me goosebumps everything.

[blueprint-bunny32]

"I, too, have a destiny! This death will be ART!!"

✨ Introduction Post!! 🖌️✨

{Welcome to my account, my little bunnies! You can me Angel or Avery. I'm the owner of this beautiful acc. This post is my introduction and starter for my main muse and rules. When i am OOC - i use {} brackets, and prefer to use quotation marks and small paragraphs when IN character.}

{ OOC - I use They/He/It pronouns, while my muse uses She/Her pronouns. To make it simple; I am okay with basically any topic/genre of RP, as long as it isn't problematic and toxic. || i usually go for OC x canon stories or angst to add some spice to it, tho. || PEDOS/ZOOPHILES/PROSHIPPERS/TOXIC MF-ERS DNI!! || 16+ ONLY!! || }

Now. Onto my main muse!! Angel!

{Note: 2 of the images were screenshot redraws of Chicha. Angel has a similar facial shape but the same eyes as her.}

Name: Angel

Movie/Series: Emperor's New Groove Age: 18 years Gender: female Sexuality: Bisexual Pronouns: She/Her Height: 5"4' Body type: Curvy and chubby Personality: Hot-headed, sensitive, obsessive, clingy, artistic, (literally a mixture of her mother and she copies the emperor sometimes) Nationality: unknown Languages: English, practicing Spanish and Japanese

Voice claim; Brutus - The buttress

Mother: Yzma Crushes: Kuzco and Deo

Being born as the daughter of the Emperor's advisor (Yzma), Angel was kept a secret for nearly 5 years, but still treated like a daughter with love and affection, but also heartbreak and shouts of negativity. Angel was soon introduced to Kuzco to be his royal painter and 'best friend' when they were both around 6 years old. Kuzco didn't have much interest in her only because she was a servant and he was a literal child at the time. Yzma would discuss plans with Angel and try to force her to help out, but some failures happened. Angel has been verbally and emotionally abused by her mother but she still loved her with all her heart.

The older she got, Angel started catching on the manipulation, feeling like a tool. Confronting her mother at age 10, Yzma became more distant with Angel, but started to feel bad the more she was away from her. Trying to make up for her negative actions, Angel was already about 12-13 years old, and could see how similar Angel has become to her; hot-headed, loud, but holds a sense of fashion, and so forth, making this more difficult than it should be. At age 14, the two had made up a bit, tried to think of plans of actual mother and daughter hangouts and future plans…. But it became worse once again.

Yzma had paid more attention to Kuzco and tried to think what would be the best to get rid of him and make herself the Empress, Angel calling her out in a fit of rage and was… Kicked out.

Angel had to move away, and become a villager, restart her life, etc. She felt miserable, wishing her and her mother had a better relationship. Angel had started drinking shortly after moving into a village. She had been through a deep depression and caused harmed upon herself, physically and mentally. Her life (after the age of 15) slowly got better, but she still had a bad drinking habit. She met the village 'crazy boy', Deo, and the two clinged on to each other and connected right away, as if they were destined to meet.

The two would chat about anything, from Family, to weird thoughts, to even their crush on the emperor.

By the time they were both 18, Angel had gotten the summons… She was asked to be Kuzco's royal painter once more after he found out the truth about her. She agreed, but only if Deo was allowed to tag along. He was skeptical at first, but since Kuzco was a better person, he gave in and allowed it. Deo and Angel were going back and forth from the villages to the palace, living the dream.

{All information was copy and pasted from my notes - Hopefully it all makes some form of sense. I hope y'all like this and anyone who wishes to rp, feel free to comment or DM me.}

{Bye, my lil' bunnies!!}

[nemiepaezgavira]

Loving Your Everything

Chapter 1

"One can only look past someone's flaws for so long, and trust me on this, you'll soon grow tired of him too", I said, looking straight into my soon-to-be-married best friend's eyes.

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Not again with this this bullshit", I could see this was starting to get to her nerves. "You're my best friend, Mandy, and the last thing I want for you is to be trapped in a marriage where you WILL eventually lose interest and be miserably stuck in", I insisted. "Look, Kaden isn't like other guys, he's different", Amanda said, her eyes sparkling with love as she spoke about him. "You said the same for Wes, Bjorn, Norman, Sander and who else? Basically all your exes", I said, trying to make her see sense. It wasn't like I disliked Kaden, it was just thart i couldn't imagine Amanda being married to a guy she'd met, 8 months ago.

"Just stop looking at him like my fiance and look at him as your friend for a second. He's kind, loving, and is okay with every single one of my flaws. He's the one, I know it,so please trust me on this one, okay?"

I sighed. "You better not come to me after your fights though, I don't want to hear no stories about your 3 hour fights and what he said about your mother". "I won't", Amanda said, smiling ear to ear.

I so wanted to be happy for her. I knew what I was saying was hurting her, but I simply couldn't help it, and I cursed myself for it. Just because two messed up people in my life couldn't make their marriage function normally, didn't necessarily mean every other couple in the world was destined for the same. And with the wedding date drawing closer, the sooner I'd get it into my thick head, the better. 

"Hey! Watch it!!", Amanda shouted, pulling me out of my thoughts . I looked looked up from my smoothie to see a guy being chased down the street by a mob of girls. "Some Pop Star?", I asked, taking a sip. "Seems like it, look they ruined my outfit", Amanda groaned, showing me the coffee stained skirt. "I'll go to the washroom, wait for me and don't leave without me", She said, quickly getting up and rushing inside the cafe. "You're driving, so I haven't got much choice", I mumbled, pulling out my phone. There were 6 messages from my parents asking when I'd come home. I huffed. There was no way, I'd ever return to that hellhole.

I deleted them, just as another message popped up. "William", I groaned, opening the text to see a screenshot of a section of yet another fight he'd had with his girlfriend.

*you never learn, and this is on you, I'm not helping you anymore*

I angrily typed and hit send.

William was the first person I'd met in Spain, who wanted to be my friend from the get go, but it may have had something to do with me finding him knocked out by his girlfriend after a fight, behind the dumpster of the cafe where we worked.

*Babe, don't do this to me, not right now* He wrote back

*I don't care, I've told you to get over with that abusive psycho for weeks now"

*Fine, we'll see about it later, but can you please come over? My nose is bleeding like it's on a period, bring some tampons for it*

I groaned heavily. "What's up?", Amanda asked, wiping her skirt with a tissue, the stain almost invisible. If there's something special about that girl, it's the fact that she cleans up better than any professional cleaner in the world. "William", I stated, picking up the shopping bags. "Not again", She replied, throwing her head back in exasperation. "That's William for you",I sighed, paying the bill. "Chop chop, let's get moving".

William's relationship with Lily had been a topic for eye rolling and constant groaning for the longest time. She was wild, he was calm and it seemed as like, though they both knew they weren't good for each other, they kept getting back for more. The toxicity of their relationship could be smelt from miles away. Lily wasn't necessarily a bad person, but she had this victim mentality which she'd use to abuse people around her and then make them feel bad for somehow "crossing" her, in the first place.

"Stay here, I'll get them", Mandy said, parking the car in front of a pharmacy and getting out.

At this point, everyone around Will and Lily knew about them and their hardcore toxic love. This only made things worse because it seemed like they enjoyed the attention and worried calls they'd receive. They were equally destructive for each other yet refused to separate.

"Okay, band aids, bandages, antiseptic cream, cold pack, antiseptic wipes, anything else I'm missing anything?"

"His mom's number on speed dial in case it's more serious than he's leading on"

"I mean, how do the first aid items get over so fast? it's like he's fighting a bull every day or something"

"Isn't he?", I said, a smile threatening to break out.

"Ridiculous, but we're his only surviving friends so", Amanda stated, looking into my eyes dead serious, before we both broke out in peals of uncontrollable laughter.

[zuckarr]

happy birthday, Yoichi ♡ 早乙女与一生誕祭2022

Back in November 2015, when season 2 of the anime Seraph of the End was airing, I wasn't well. I was desperate, going through deeply confusing and painful emotions and my whole life was devoid of purpose. I didn't know who I was anymore. I had no strength to deal with my continuously toxic family. I had no friends, just one special person who unfortunately, maybe even unknowingly scarred me. All I know is that I chose to watch that anime and when this character, Yoichi Saotome, showed up I felt something. After a few episodes, he said a few words that resonated with everything I've been through - "I am still under that bed". I realized I related to that mental image. It was extremely real to me because I was indeed hidden for the longest time, just like him, and I was hurt and guilty and horrified by life. Just like he was.

From that moment on, I felt some sort of unique, heart-warming, inspiring connection with him. To me, he became more than just a character in a story. My devastated mind saw nothing but light whenever I thought of him. Yoichi showed me who I wanted to be, and showed me how to be that person by simply existing in an anime series. To this day, I still wouldn't know what to call him - my guide? My angel? My alter ego? My friend? There's one thing I do know, though: I feel loved thanks to him.

I, who used to wallow in self-hatred, am now writing love letters to my future self every now and then. That's what the picture above shows: it is a screenshot from one of my edits with Yoichi, in which I included one of the hand-written love letters I wrote to myself in my native language.

I don't think I could express in words how absolutely messed up I was before discovering Yoichi, and to what extent he healed my very soul. I hope it is at least clear that it's... a lot. Yoichi means a lot to me.

The story that this character comes from says that Yoichi was born in 2004. His birthday is on November 23rd, so he turns 18 today. I couldn't really make something noteworthy for him - I usually post a drawing or an edit - but that's okay. I am writing this little letter, after all. In one way or another, he will always, unquestionably help me.

Happy birthday, my love, my guiding star, my sweetie. Thank you for everything.

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Special thanks to the people I met along the way who I shared this fragment of heart with. Shout-out to @telesticmajesty who is infinitely precious and essential to me, @shadsie who drew my wonderful tumblr icon and other amazing Yoichi drawings, @bardbaric who gifted me a lovely Yoichi drawing and has always been kind to me, @grimbunny who takes great care of my love for Yoichi and even brought me a Yoichi keychain from Japan, @hyakuyaaaaaas who appreciates me endlessly and always lets me know she supports me and gifted me fantastic Yoichi drawings, @amarevia and @houdadraws and @mysillystuff and @ammerynth for the unforgettable commissioned artworks, @fauxvvalor for being my personal favourite Yoichi centric blog, @rivaillicious and @solarshadow and @redsnowelora for being perfect friends who I shared my love for Yoichi with, and the list could go on but I'll stop now...

You guys are all special to me. Maybe it doesn't sound like a big deal, but you all meant something good for me which I'll keep close to me for as long as I live. I hope that on one lonely day, this gets to be a reason to smile. Thank you!

-Dan

[notasapleasure]

EastEnders run (2000-2001), Part 3/4

Warnings if you’re not keen on big shouty men, Beppe flips out in this and I took a lot of screencaps.

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Ok I did read the character summary so I know roughly what's coming now, but here goes! Last three episodes of those he's in for a few months - expect some drama! What's Sandra going to decide??

9 October 2000

Noooo, that youtube video is just the October 5 episode again :(

10 October 2000

Breakfast time at Sandra and Beppe's. Beppe wants to take her up to Leicester to see his family - the source of the original breakup (apparently they didn't like her for not being Italian) - but Sandra is cagey and heads out to work.

Guess who's on her doorstep, as usual?

He claims it's the only way he can get in touch with her and makes the usual ultimatum! He's leaving Thursday - she says she'll call him later...

The background music continues to deal me psychic damage. Tom Jones' Sex Bomb playing in the pub while Peggy acts heartbroken over Frank's spinning bow tie 🙃

Laura joking about kidnapping Ian's kids in (apparently) very poor taste but it's emphasising the subliminal messaging acting on Sandra, innit? She's worried that if she runs off with Joe though it'll be held against her in terms of custody. This is why ultimatums aren't helpful, young Mr Robbins!

Also once more, pleasantly surprised by the way Frank and Pat's affair gets into the effects of that on the friendship between Peggy and Pat - she's already lonely because of Frank, and now her best friend isn't in a position to support her because she's also hiding things.

Anyway, Beppe's being a dear about this trip to Leicester and talking about taking Joe horse riding. Do they have horse riding in Bristol, hm?

I should probably warn anyone tempted to watch these that Barry is on a strictly enforced diet and his wife is an asshole about making him stick to it. Could be triggering for anyone with issues around food.

Ian unhelpfully gives Sandra Thursday and Friday off for a trip to Leicester when Beppe asks him for her.

LMAOOO Tivik (the guy with the bust arm who Cassian shoots in Rogue One, played by Daniel Mays) has chained himself to the Slaters' gate because he loves Kat, and swallowed the key to his padlock. Among the audience he's drawn, Sandra asks what his problem is, and Beppe says "Some guys don't know what it's over." Oh ho ho ho...

Sandra's still trying to get out of going to Leicester on Thursday - she offers to bring Joe on the train on Friday pm and Beppe agrees. She asks Ian not to mention that she still wants Thursday off...

Today we have shouty Jack >:(

He goes on and on in the usual bloody way until he makes Sandra cry. You can see why the Met Police hired him 🙄

Then after all the shouting he goes all quiet and soft of course, and when Sandra says he can come to the house on Thursday because Beppe will be away he has the cheek to ask gently "Are you sure this is what you want?"

16 October 2000

DRAMA TIME

Sandra tells Beppe she's leaving. She says she can't keep pretending that she loves him (which is a contradiction of what she told Jack in the first episode)

Uh oh, Beppe heads outside "You're not taking my son!"

Jack pops out of the car 😬😬😬

"You call me mate when you sleep wiv my wife??" Classic EastEnders

Ok, I did my best with the screenshots, but apologies still

Intricate rituals....

Bless him, Jack gets a punch in but it's a 'restrain the arrestee' kind of punch not the brawling Beppe's good at. Beppe isn't taking this well at all. "I thought you were my friend?!"

That’s right, protect your face love!!!

There's an audience of course.

Sonya: "Should I call the police?"

Mo: "From what I heard, they are the police!"

Robbie's not confident he can break up this uh. Street fight on his own.

Mark gets Beppe to break it up because Sandra and Joe are watching.

Beppe grabs Joe and takes him inside.

Joe doesn't seem all that happy, and Beppe won't pick up the phone to Sandra (with grumpy Jack in the background). He is feeling guilty af though. And Laura's helping. Donkey Kong therapy :')

Laura's too good for this world - truly, she suggests Beppe talk things through! As if anyone has ever done that on EastEnders dkskjssjsjfff omg he does try it! Genuinely, Beppe is the better person at the point.

Oh goooodddd the locals are all on open-season bitch-fest about Sandra and Jack now D:

Jack thinks Sandra's letting Beppe call all the shots. He's so awful :')

"I don't remember inviting you."

"You didn't."

My god if the big dick swinging ego of these two idiots was spread evenly through the population we'd have no impostor syndrome left in the world.

Beppe finally gets the truth about how Sandra and Jack lived together for years.

(ah teen romance soundtracked by 5ive - Until the Time is Through *stares into the camera with a weak laugh*)

Now it's Beppe's turn to be a little bitch too

Ugh god I have such mixed emotions about Jack looking so protective while Sandra recounts her miscarriage woes again

Jack says a month or so later she up and left :(

Beppe: "She's good at that." But he does seem to understand...

Beppe: "It's all been about Joe, ain't it?"

Sandra: "No..."

Jack: "Uh, yeah!"

Beppe, who raised Joe alone after Sandra left him, is understandably dubious about Joe having a better family life with them.

Jack is wearing the ultimate 'no fucks given, no regrets' expression

"I'm so glad you can't have any more kids coz you don't deserve the one you've got!" Stay classy Beppe.

Sandra's had enough and Jack invokes the courts.

"And when we come back, we're taking Joe with us!"

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End of Part 3. Wow, Jack is really not boyfriend material! :’) But then again, the narrative of EastEnders doesn’t really take a moral standpoint and everyone’s behaved pretty stupidly badly. Read on to find out how things can be resolved in a(n ir)rational world!