#so i did a size up and it STILL didn't fit so idk if large will fit either and i should just say fuck it and do the extra large

[devilskniife]

going to joann to get more fabric tomorrow to try making my dress again SIGH the pattern i used was the medium size but the bodice barely fit after i got the bust panels sewn together so i don't know if i should do the large or extra large pattern this time 😑

[usagiverse]

Bunnon claims to be Yuichi's #1 Fan, and that they'll keep him company so that he never has to sleep alone again. I keep trying to do different outfits and color combinations, but I forgot about outfits that actually show off the twins' markings. I did that intentionally so I didn't have to draw the marks in every panel (plus, Yuichi definitely has more than 6 freckles on his face, but it's easier to be consistent than realistic (and realistically, the pages will never get done if i have to properly freckle him)). I also have to keep in mind the size difference... Bunnon... why are you so tiny? I used the group picture as reference and didn't realize you were all the way down there!! I mean, I know you can just stretch to appear taller, but the Usagis really are massive at full size... im kidding, this is not a real question, for I am God and I deem you are shorter than even the shortest Usagi hehe (until i draw the extending limbs that is) Today I learned that Bunnon watches anime.. perhaps even JJK??? Maybe the Lynx is actually Gojo???

They are definitely powerful, but not in that kind of way. They are one of the leading figures of the NNC, which you can tell by the amount of metal plating they wear. This is an internal design choice, it will come up later, but serves a purpose. Only a few of the Neko Ninjas wear multiple pieces of metal armor, this one has 5 pieces (shoulders, knees, and the faceplate) but the metal armor on their face is especially large, much bigger than the usually provided head-piece to upper rank ninjas. It seems to fit their face perfectly, as though molded right on top. I wonder what's under it ? I don't think uncovering their face would be a spoiler, since there is no such thing as a "lynx" character in any version as far as i know (except maybe background or horde fights, no major characters though) but i'm not settled on how I want to do their eyes.. born blind, damage blind, different ways of damage blind, markings if there's minimal damage, etc.. something.. idk yet so no face reveal for now.

Thanks for the ask Bunnon! I left it private, but I still wanted to do something for you. Thank you for your kind words and heartfelt messages, I hope this will be a good start to your day ~ !

ah but I am not actually sure where you are from so maybe it's a good start to your night instead ? I'm actually going to bed now, it's almost 4AM when i post this-

[emperor-nasch]

You! Fellow Jaune fan! Give me your best headcanons!

Thanks for the ask! I've always wanted to talk about the best boi. It took me couple days to think some of these out but I came up with a few that are really meaningful to me. I may have slipped into arkos territory at the end but that's not unusual for me in the slightest.

Ever since my first run-through of the series, I always wondered if he kept Pyrrha's recording from v4 on his scroll...and honestly I believe he does still have it even after upgrading scrolls in v7 (i'm not even trying to cope with v9 yet because, like, does he even have his scroll anymore?)

Bi as fuck

Touch is his love language, as well as keeping physical reminders/items as memories (as we see with pyrrha's sash)

Unless it's already been confirmed (I looked, couldn't find anything official) I see his birthday as being late march/early april (aries season baybee). This is entirely selfish because that's when my birthday is. But also bunny imagery makes me think spring/easter. Idk.

Other people can feel when he's using his semblance on them. It's not painful, more like a tingly feeling. But a good feeling nonetheless.

Even though he's great with kids and came from a large family, he isn't sure he wants his own (human children, anyway). He is, however, absolutely down with being the fun/cool uncle for Ren and Nora's kids (or if anyone on team rwby has kids)

Pyrrha shows up in his dreams sometimes. It happened more frequently right after the fall but has lessened over time. He believes that this is her visiting him/letting him know that she's ok. Sometimes these dreams are so real that he wakes up and the grief hits him as bad as it did right after her death. Usually, though, he takes comfort in these dreams.

Despite his size, he is shit at sports.

You can't convince me he didn't think of Pyrrha during the renora moment in v8. I know it was supposed to be funny because haha Jaune is finally able to read the room and leave but talk about really feeling like a third wheel, especially when your partner's been dead for almost 2 years.

Whenever he takes off the red sash, he handles it with care and sometimes holds it a little too long (not even gonna mention v9 here).

Similarly, when cleaning/polishing his weapons, especially his shield, he lingers on her headpiece and will touch/trace it softly, especially on days when he's really missing her.

So, I suppose these give a little bit of insight into how I characterize Jaune. Some of it is purely me projecting, but a lot of it I feel fits him realistically. Y'know, I've only been into rwby for 2 years but only now I'm feeling brave enough to make content. Hmm, wonder why that might be.

[voidoflife1]

I just remembered a story I wrote around half a year ago. Looking back on it now, not really sure how I feel about it, but I can definitely see how I came up with it and wrote it (it’s cus I really want to live on a dream-like sky island type thing btw). Decided to post it cus I feel like it’s been a minute since I’ve posted anything for fun, and maybe posting online will encourage me to write more oneshots? Maybe? Idk i just felt like it tbh

Nestor gave a long, content sigh as he laid down on his large, faded blue bed. The white haired boy looked out into the octagon shaped hole carved into his wall that allowed him to feel the cool wind blow and hear water pouring down outside his room. He took his journal and a steel pen, checking off a few successful tasks and writing down more for him to do tomorrow. He was pretty bad with words, able to understand, but not very good at actually speaking, so he just wrote down keywords. After mindlessly staring at the book for a few minutes, he put it down in favor of going for a walk, exiting through the same octagon.

There used to be others in this place. He never met any of them, or if he did, he was too young to remember. He didn't remember most of his childhood, only him somehow learning to construct a strange, magical meal. His skills have since improved vastly, along with his quality of life. He figured the previous inhabitants of the land had magic like he did. They made the mysterious golem that used to tend to him and they may have made the rainbow bridges that connected the islands. The people of Ichorice don’t have such things, though rainbows by themselves were a common occurrence. They were far off in the distance and seen as a sign from the gods. That didn’t make much sense to him. What could the gods possibly be telling him by using them to connect his home?

He walked through the three islands often. He's long since memorized everything in it. The first had his home, a single room the size of Elder Alfred's living room. The only entrance was the octagon, the only things inside were his bed, a few tables, and the beige walls.

The second island, to the right of the first, where structures made of stone and wood stood, separated into two lines with a path across them leading to the far off third island. There was one building in particular he tended to stop at; the golem called it “The Shrine”. It held a statue of a man with strange hair covering its eyes and a long mouth that fused with its nose. On the man’s chest were two marks. The golem said one resembled a levitation sigil, but it never managed to identify the other. An infinite stream of water split in two around the statue, which then branched off further. The second and first islands were higher up than the third, giving it access to the water as well. The shrine always had a light breeze that blew in every direction despite Elder Alfred’s insistence that it was impossible. Visiting the place every now and then was the right thing to do, though he didn’t know how he knew that.

After paying his respects to the statue, he moved on to the third island, his favorite. The river from the second gently flowed down into the pond, which flowed down onto Ichorice below. There was a sigil in front of the pond, a cleansing sigil. It allowed Nestor to clean himself and his clothes here consistently, which was especially useful as he only had two sets that still fit: the long, hooded dress, gloves, socks and boots the Ichorians wear and the complex dark blue suit the golem gave him years ago, far before he could even wear it. There were a few trees on this island, though they differed from the ones below. The trees below could have roots protrude from miles away, while these ones didn’t seem to extend past a few inches. Sitting amidst the trees was the golem, its legs too broken to move. He frowned. He knew it didn’t feel pain or sadness, but he couldn’t help but feel bad for his old caretaker’s state. “Hail, Lord Nestor. Would thou care for an apple?” It reached for one as he spoke. It always impressed him that he never crushed anything with its massive body. He nodded, taking it from its hand. “Thank you.” “How fares thee?” “I’m well.” He wanted to say more, but couldn’t find the words. It nodded. “I have been unable to tend to thee for many moons now. I believe Lady Hu shall be rather cross with me when next she arrives.” “Who?” “Indeed, Lady Hu. I have not seen her in a long time, either. Perhaps on account of my state betwixt these trees?” He frowned. “Goodbye.” “Until we meet again, Lord Nestor.”

The gap between the third and first island had a bridge similar to the one connecting his house and the second island, except far longer and leading upwards. He yawned, seeing the distant sun setting. Miles’ shift was probably soon. Perhaps tomorrow he could accompany him, standing watch at the small tower couldn’t have been very interesting. Anne had probably made a salad for him kept in the root cellar until he returned. He should make a nice meal for her too when they next meet.

He lied down onto his bed, closing his eyes. There were so many tasks, and even more mysteries, but none of that was important right now. This place was his break from all of that, and, though he knew he was always welcome in Ichorice, this was his one true home.

*FIN*

Ngl I hope I’ve gotten better now that I’m working on a bigger project, but I think this story was a fine starting point. If you feel like it, I would really appreciate any comments or feedback on what to improve (or maybe something you liked if there was anything). Also I feel like the Legend of Zelda influence is pretty clear in this story, but I wonder if it also shows that I just finished 90% of HK when I wrote this lmao

[autumnrory]

was worried i was leaving TOO early and wouldn't spend long in the boutique and would be left hanging around before i could go over to my friend's house but i wanted to account for parking which thankfully there was a space in the free lot bc i didn't wanna park on the street

but anyway ended up spending more time than i expected at the boutique anyway just bc i had So Many things to try on and a couple things i tried multiple times just really debating it (felt bad because it was busy in there and i guess there was a bit of a wait in the dressing rooms, i rarely go shopping on saturdays and i guess since they had a special sale it was extra chaos), did find both the dresses i was looking for, but only one was in my size (insane to get that in a large and the other would've needed to be a small like yes one is fitted and one is not but STILL i hate that clothing sizes are such a guessing game even more with dresses i think) and the other isn't in that size on the site i guess i could've asked if they might have it in stock at another store but i just didn't wanna take the time when i had to go, but i have it set to notify me if it comes back online so that's something

but anyway when i went to try on she asked about jeans and i was like okay whatever (that's the thing about stores like that is they try to convince you of stuff like sometimes it's not too aggressive but ya know still) and she got me a white wide leg pair with lining and i didn't look that hard at them bc 1. they're like $80 and 2. that wasn't what i was looking to get, their deal was $35 off your purchase, not tiered or a percentage off so it's like more than two items would've been so expensive, but idk if they were meant to be cropped on a regular person (the way some midi skirts and dresses are just maxi length on me) but they hit at the bottom of my leg rather than being too long like i honestly did not hate it and i've basically only worn skinny jeans since i was 12, i did NOT like flare jeans and don't understand how people wear them unless they're really tall/wear heels like they'll just drag on the ground and you can't cuff them the way you can skinny jeans or other tapered jeans, i have one secondhand pair that i think are maybe straight leg but other tan that it's alllll skinny so it's like okay well maybe i CAN consider other things more likely at american eagle or somewhere who has extra short options so they are the right length without requiring heels but it was just so unexpected like oh these are actually kind of nice, i should've looked harder to see how much the lining really worked because if i could wear white jeans without thinking in advance about the right underwear that would be so great tbh

but i got one of the dresses i wanted (the one thing i don't like is it has tie straps and i would rather the normal adjustable straps but i have done it before) and then a pretty spring jacket that was on sale, got my coffee, spent a couple hours at my friend's house and got to catch up and meet her sweet little baby (far too late omg she's almost a year old) and go for a walk together and it was all in all a pretty lovely day

[downtherabbitholethatisanime]

@ararine @rubbrchickn

If this were the case then less sense

Googling how much fruit cost in japan

Some fruit at the market cost 30 lion which would make it 3000 yen (or $20.17)

If it was 10 lions=100 yen however it would line up a bit better but still not guit right. Ignoring the fact that this is a fantasy world with made up currency the conversion rate likely wouldn't be a nice round number. I just did that cause I'm too lazy for decimals So how about making it 10 lions=50 yen so I can still do easy math lol

From the examples above:

30 lions for fruit at a stand would be 150 yen ($1.01)

An example I didn't have originally would be the money brought home for Freidas hair pins. The silver doesn't matter in this example, myne and Lutz each brought back 5 large copper or 5,000 lions. In my original conversion it would have been $50.00 each. This new one would be 25,000 yen ($168.09). Imagine your kid says they're gonna sell some crafts with materials you usually get from the dollar store. You expect them to be worth like $5. It was a really nice one though but the buyer paid for the materials so maybe 10-15$. And your child comes home with $50-$150 depending on the conversion. I'd be freaking out a little too like effa did

Reading back Ralph does make 8-10 large copper a month. 8,000-10,000 lions or 40-50,000 yen ($268-336.29) gonna do the same thing I did last time and just multiply it by 4 for a full time adult which would make it 160k-200k ($1,076-$1,345)

Im also going to add to that and say Gunther as a soldier said a parchment would be a month's worth of salary. Contract size paper cost 100,000 lion which would be 500,000 yen ($3362.95)

200 lions for the winter handiwork hairclips would be 1000 yen ($6.73)

The 2 small gold benno offered and the 3 he ended up paying 2,000,000 and 3,000,000 lion. 10-15M yen (67.2k-100.9k)

10 small silver for the apprentice uniforms. 100,000 lions would be 500,000 yen ($3362.95)

A large gold for the temple would be the same. 50,000,000 yen or over $336,000

I think the first conversion fits better when considering the time era and this second one works a bit better if we compare it to modern inflation.

Idk though what do y'all think?

Edit: this site says an average single bedroom apartment in Tokyo Japan is 50-70,000 yen ($336-470). At least where I live in the states rent for a 1 bed 1 bath averages about $1,100-1500. About 3 or 5 years ago they were $800-1200. I don't live in a very big city so idk how well this conversion works with this knowledge?

It's 4am and too hot to sleep so you know what that means?? Time to do MATH :D

In ascendance of a bookworm they mention the price of a lot of things and the mention of 'silver coins' or 'gold coins' makes it sound like a lot right there and from the reactions of everyone else around myne it's clear she's spending alot. But I have absolutely no clue how shocked I'm supposed to be cause myne herself doesn't seem to have any problem with throwing money at things she wants. Leise, Fridas chef, actually comments on it in the side chapters of the LNs saying that a poor girl suddenly coming into a lot of money all at once has clearly skewed her sense of money.

So I'm gonna do a very simple conversion just to make the math easier

10 lions=10 cents

Small copper=10 lions=$0.10

Middle copper=100 lions=$1.00

Large copper=1,000 lions=$10.00

Small silver=10,000 lions=$100.00

Large silver=100,000 lions=$1,000.00

Small gold=1,000,000 lions=$10,000.00

Large gold=10,000,000 lions=$100,000.00

So $0.30 for some fruit at a market. Giving a 6 year old a couple dollars as thank for walking your daughter home.

After that it falls apart a bit. Tulli and mynes mom are really excited to be making $2 a hairclip to the point of pulling all nighters. Then again in the light novel myne also shows a lot of surprise that they're so excited over making so little. She has to rationalize with herself that in Japan small crafts like bracelets were sold for 100 yen and she later finds out that the baskets they made the year before likely paid only a couple small copper on top of the families having to provide their own materials.

Someone correct me if I'm wrong on this cause I'm too lazy to try to find the chapter but Ralph working part time as an apprentice brings home about 8 large copper a month. Or 80$. He's a child only working 3 out of 7 days a week so let's say people who just sign on to be full time (can't remember the term) make double as newly signed apprentices to keep math easy. That's 320$ a month

They're poor and they're not affected by late stage capitalism so this math is still fine especially since it's normal to have several working people

Lutz states later that he feels weird saving money when the most any poor commoner saves is stashing loose copper around the house for winter prep. So 5-10$ stashed here and there as emergency money.

Benno offers myne 2 small gold for the rinsham recipe as a way to help myne save for her devouring. She raises it to 3 and benno, a rich store owner, is incapable of going higher. With this conversion he offered 20,000$ and agreed to 30,000$. Given the circumstances the conversion still holds pretty well

Apprentice outfits for Lutz and myne are either 8 or 11 small silver I can't remember. So between 800 and 1,100$ for hand stitched work clothes for a high end store. Which means it has to be made with higher quality materials and made to order.

So when myne offers a large gold to enter the temple she's offering $100,000. It's no wonder everyone was shocked

Slight spoilers

I'm pretty sure the reward for helping Angelica pass her classes was a small gold for Damuel and Bridgette and a recipe for Cornelius. Thats 10,000$, enough to make a poor lay noble like Damuel weep tears of joy cause he can finally pay off a debt.

She tells the other dutchys she spent 18 LARGE gold on making a book of another dutchys history. She spent $1,800,000 on materials for a hobby (of course it was less for her since she made the stuff in her own workshop but no one else knows that and shes not about to explain it)

This girl is absolutely insane with money no wonder everyone is speechless

Someone add more examples cause thinking it out like this is actually so funny

[hollowedwing]

Isekai-ed into Hawk's Life

Hawks x gn!winged!Reader

Warnings: ⚠️ Death!(at very beginning, it is an isekai), mentions of death throughout, some angst(??maybe not yet??), slight cursing

THIS WILL NOT FOLLOW A SPECIFIC TIMELINE IN THE MANGA

(so sorry i just, love, love, the idea of having wings)

(this is all my art, it is on IG, im just too embarrassed for people who know me irl to potentially find this xD Even though none of them have tumblr 👀 if you somehow recognize it...props to you?)

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tbh, I can’t decide if I want this to have more than 1 part. 

Word count: ~1,800

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You were on your way home from a long evening at your part time job. Before that you had already taken 2 finals that morning too.

You dragged your feet, exhausted, as you headed towards the crosswalk. Stopping at the edge as the traffic light turned green, you decided to pull out your phone and decided to watch a speed paint from your favorite artist who recently released a new video.

It just so happened it was a Hawks speed paint 👀

The light turned red and you slipped your phone into your pocket as your started to make your way across the street

little did you know this would be the last time you'd cross the street

A wild driver came barreling down the road, no regards for civilians or traffic lights, probably drunk or high or just someone out for blood.

You stood there like a deer caught in headlights as your life flashes before your eyes

You can barely comprehend what's happening as you felt pain engulf your body and suddenly you were unconscious

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Keigo tiredly stumbled into his large apartment, kicking off his shoes and shrugging his jacket off by the door

He wants nothing more than to just flop down and pass out. The HPSC has been giving him hell lately about god knows what.

He let out a long sigh and headed towards the bathroom to do his nightly routine

As he finishes up, he drags his feet towards his bed and flops down face first into the comfort of his pillow and sheets

Keigo falls asleep almost instantly after getting into a comfortable position, worn out from a long day of work

What he wasn't expecting was a loud "thud!" coming from the main room. He jolts up from his bed, feathers ready to attack.

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Reader's pov(?)

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You groaned as you hit the floor. Your head was spinning and it feels like a truck just hit you

oh wait...

You suddenly became more alert, looking around in a panic, expecting to either be on the road and injured or in a hospital of sorts. What you didn't expect was a wooden floor inside of a random apartment.

You felt around your body for any signs of injury, but all you found were a set of wings on your back- wings?? Hold up. Why did you feel wings what kind of sick joke was this?

Your thoughts were racing as your breathing picked up. What was happening? Didn't you just get hit by a vehicle? Why are there wings in your back? Where are you even?

Feeling around in your pockets, you found your phone and whipped it out, trying for anything. You turned it on, the harsh light of it illuminating your face, you tried to send a text to your best friend, but alas, it wouldn't go through. Actually nothing on your phone seemed to work. You checked your location settings, for some reason it said Musutafu, Japan.

Wasn't....Wasn't that the location that most of Boku no Hero Academia took place?? This can't be right, this has to be a dream right? There's no way that you could have actually ended up here unless...

Then it hit you.

You read your fair share of isekai series back when you were alive in your realm. Mostly manhwas of characters getting reborn into another person's body, but, never actually reincarnating as yourself into another world.

That was the only thing you could think of. You must have been reincarnated into the Boku no Hero Academia world. Except as yourself.

In all honesty, this is not how you thought you'd go out. You didn't know what to expect after death, but this definitely wasn't it. After all, this was a fictional setting, wasn't it?

Well, not anymore because now you're living in it! Smh.

That would also probably explain the wings on your back. This was you now. You have a bird quirk.

Now, all you have to do, is figure out where the heck you are.

Just as you are about to stand up, feathers zip towards you, pinning you to the ground

You hear footsteps begin to come towards you. You don't know if you should be scared for your life considering you've already died once or ecstatic because, you knew for a fact, this could be none other than Hawks' apartment.

The winged hero finally emerges and stares down at you, crossing his arms over his chest.

He says in a low, gravely voice from sleep, "Who are you, and how did you get into my home?" You stare back up at him and nervously chuckle.

"I'm not sure you'd believe me if I told you." You nervously sigh out.

"Try me." He demands, sounding a little more irritated now. You sigh in defeat and start to explain your situation.

"Do...do you know what an isekai is?" You said sheepishly while turning your gaze away from his. He kind of gave you a confused head tilt and just a vibe that said “No”. You sigh again and explain it to the best of your ability. Hawks becomes more and more interested and confused as you talk, but nods a long slowly. 

“So...you were reborn here, but as yourself? Wait- does that mean you died before!?” He asked, disbelief and fear ran through his eyes. You looked at him in bitter amusement.

“Apparently I did. The last thing I remember of my world was getting hit by some truck or car. The dude clearly did not know how to drive. I had the right of way I was pretty sure at least. I mean, the light was red, usually that means pedestrians can cross the street? And plus he was going wayyy over the speed limit,” you begin to ramble on, the reality of actually dying setting into you. Hawks noticed the panic beginning to set into you and released you from his feathers. He crouched down next to you and grabbed your shoulders gently.

"Hey, hey, hey, look at me, you're ok now, right? You're here, and not dying in the middle of the street still. You're here. In Musutafu," he said trying to calm you back to reality. Well, what was your new reality. Your mind was racing. Trying to put together a coherent thought. 

You look up to him, with a panicked look still in your eyes, thoughts started to come out of your mouth as your brain was trying to catch up with the situation. "I'm... I'm in Boku no Hero Academia and, and you’re Keigo... standing... right in front of me..I have wings. I have wings? Jeezus I have fucking wings. And I’m dead in my own world. I don’t know anyone, well, wait, technically, I do know people, just-Oh gods! I’m so sorry, that name slipped out! I- I, I’m really sorry Hawks." Even in your wild state, you noticed Hawks tense up at the sound of being called Keigo by a total stranger, and were able to get out an apology. That was progress? You were slowly coming back to reality.

Hawks froze up a bit at the sound of hearing his real name mentioned. At first he wasn't sure if he believed your tale of the isekai situation, but after this he might have to reconsider it. He opted to shake off that weird feeling for now and focus on different matters. 

" I-I don't know what I'm supposed to do now? I have nowhere to go or to stay. I'm in a whole different freaking universe! My phone doesn't even hardly work here. And I have a pair of wings on my back!" You puffed them out angrily. Hawks glanced behind you and his eyes widened a little. You in fact, did have a set of bird wings. Kind of owl like wings. Not near as big as Hawks', but definitely big enough to fly you around.

Before Hawks could process the words coming out of his mouth, he was already asking you, "Would you maybe like to stay with me? I can help with your quirk too." He glanced away awkwardly. You looked towards him in disbelief.

"Dude, are you sure? We literally just met like 10 minutes ago? I mean, I'm all for it, I have nowhere else to turn to, but if you really really don't want me here, I will politely step out of your life." You so badly wanted to accept his offer on the spot, but being the considerate, mostly sensible human you were, you gave him the option to back out. Hawks shook his head.

"No, no, it's alright. You can crash here. Uh- I mean- stay here! Sorry!" You giggled at his comment.

"Well thank you very much!"

"It's all good. I have a spare bedroom you can occupy for the time being. I'll give you some clothes to sleep in that'll hopefully fit. Accidentally bought a couple things in the wrong size without looking. " (a/n: just...just assume its your size, or oversized, whatever's comfy idk) He jumped up and headed towards his room to grab you the clothes. You still sat on the floor. Still amazed at everything that was occurring.

Hawks walked back into the room and tossed you the clothes. "Hey uh, you know, you can get up now, sorry for holding you down earlier.."

You blushed and scrambled to stand up, "Oh no! It's ok! I understand. This would definitely warrant that kind of action. Some random stranger crashes into your apartment at like 1am. I completely understand. Honest."

He let out a small laugh and wearily brushed his fingers through his hair. The adrenaline of everything finally wearing off. He could feel the tiredness setting into his aching muscles again. “Ah, well, I’m going to head to bed now. The room is down the hall at the very end that you can stay in. I’ll take you out training tomorrow evening if that’s alright?”

You gave a nod of understanding and followed him down the hallway. “Goodnight Hawks,” you sang as he walked into his bedroom. He gave a hum of acknowledgment and closed his door. 

Making it into what was now your room, you changed out of your clothes so fast, eager to rid yourself of the past hours events. 

Not gonna lie, you could not figure out how to properly get your new wings into the shirt, even with the holes and snaps in the back. Your mind was too exhausted to even process this new skill. So you ended up going to bed without the shirt on and just settled for putting the sweatpants on. 

You figured it’d be good to just pass out asap. You were sure if you tried to recount the recent events, you’d spiral into a panicked mess. 

You shut your eyes tightly, willing yourself to sleep, trying to only think of positive outcomes for the future. But to be honest, you didn’t know enough about anything in this realm to think rationally about anything good. 

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I prooobably didn’t proofread this as much as I should have

[final-girl96]

Radioactive Spider Bite

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: language, vilonce, muture content? Maybe later on?, jealousy, death, idk its marvel... slow updates.

A/N: please don't be rude. Feed back is welcome but be kind. If there is any little details you would like to change to fit your style and personality please do so. This will also be on my WATTPAD along with all my other stories. This begins with Civil War when Peter comes home to find Tony Stark there. It will go to Homecoming, Infinity War, End Game, Far From Home, and then when No Way Home is out and I watch it the story will continue as long as there is a new movie with Spider-Man.

Word Count: 1238 words

Captin America: Civil War

Chapter Four

"Okay, I was wrong. This is fun, kick people's asses," I said to Peter and he laughed. We landed on the glass on the outside of the building while Bucky and Falcon ran through inside. We shot webs and swang around crashing through the glass. Peter taking out Falcon. Bucky went to punch him but Peter stopped his metal arm and Bucky looked at surprised. "You have a metal arm?" Peter asked. "Now that is cool!" I said walking over to stand beside Peter. "Thank you, but you know you have super strength too?" He said. "What? No. I meant the arm," I said and let put a small oh. "That is awesome, dude," Peter said.

Falcon came flying at us and picked Peter up and flew off with him. "Really?" I said and looked at Bucky. "That's not cool," I said and he went punch me but I moved out of the way. A saw Peter get away from Falcon and I shot a web-swinging up and came around kicking Bucky. "Your buddy is doing a terrible job," I said and swang off. Peter had Falcon against webbed to the glass wall and came to Stand in front of him. "That sucks," I said. "Those wings carbon fiber?" I heard Peter ask. "Is this stuff coming out of you?" Falcon asked.

"Umm... kinda?" I said. "That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome, man," Peter said. "You're such a nerd," I said. "I'm not a nerd!" He whined. "Debatable," I said. "I don't know if you've been in a fight before... but is usually not this much talking," Falcon said. "Sorry, he talks a lot when he's excited," I said and smiled. "All right, sorry. My bad," Peter said. Peter swung towards him but Bucky came running into Falcon knocking them towards the ground making the glass wall break.

I swang up to beside Peter and webbed Bucky's metal arm. Peter had wrapped Falcon in a web. "Guy's, look, we'd love to keep this up, but we've got one job here today..." Peter said. "And he's gotta impress Mr. Stark, so, we're really sorry," I said and Peter went to shot them with more webs but he was caught by a drone and crashed through the large windows as he screamed. "What the hell?!" I yelled. "You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky asked Falcon. "I hate you," he said. "I hate you both," I said. They looked up at me and I waved. "Yeah, still here. Now, stay!" I said took off after Peter.

Once I found Peter we swang and landed beside Mr. Stark and the others we were fighting with standing in front of Cap and his side. Cap started walking towards us. "This is going to end well," Natalie said. "They don't know how to give up? I'm tired," I said and rolled my eyes. "Y/N," Peter whispered and looked at me. "Sorry. Let's kick-ass," I said. We started walking towards them and they started jogging. "They're not stopping," Peter said. "Neither are we," Mr. Stark told him. Then we all started running towards each other.

"Can't you all just give up?" I asked. Me and Peter went swinging but Cap threw his shield and it cut my web. Peter caught me before I had time and we landed on some kind of belt that they put the luggage in the planes. Peter looked at me "are you okay?" He asked and I nodded. "That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," Peter said to Cap. " look, kid, a lot is going on here that you and you're little girlfriend doesn't understand," Cap said. "Girlfriend?" I said. "She's... she's... she's not my..." Peter stammered. "Not his girlfriend," I said. "Right. Mr. Stark said you'd say that. Wow," Peter said then we shot webs at him but he held his shield up.

I shot one at his ankle and pulled making him land on his back. "Nice!" Peter said. "Thanks. I think I'm getting the hang of this now," I said. Peter got his other ankle and we pulled him towards us. We let go and I shit him again. I pulled but this time went with the webs and kicked him in the face. I landed behind him "I'm so sorry for having to miss your pretty face up!" I said. Peter landed beside me "he also said to go for the legs," he said. Cap went for his shield but Peter stops them by grab and both of his hands with webs and pulling. "Cap pulled back and then twisted around making Peter go flying.

"Rude!" I said and did the same thing Peter did. He, in turn, did the same thing and when he did I shot a web and swang around. "Oh, sweet! You are getting the hang of it!" Peter said as Cap picked his shield up and Peter webbed It but Cap pulled the web and hit Peter in the face knocking him back. I went swinging at him he hit me too making me land beside Peter. "Ow! We're you never taught not to his girls?" I said as I and Peter got up and swang up to crouch down on top of the thing not connected to the plane and the building. "Stark tell you anything else?" Cap asked.

"That you're wrong. You think you're right," I said. "That makes you dangerous," Peter said and I swing down towards Cap but he ended kicking me and knocking him into the wheel of the thing we had been standing on. "Guess he had a point," Cap said. I was standing under and Peter had swang down to check on me but then Cap threw his shield and the walkway started to fall. Peter was there in an instant stopping it. I had closed my eyes but opened them to see him holding it up. " you got heart, kids. Where you from?" Cap asked. "Queens," Peter told him. "Brooklyn," Cap said before running off.

We were able to throw the thing off together and swang off. When we landed we saw Lang super size himself. "Holy shit!" We both said. Lang who had a hold of Rhodey threw him but Peter and I caught him. "Shit!" I yelled as we went with him since he was going so fast. "Truck!" Peter yelled and we braced our feet of the truck. Rhodey stopped and was able to fly back the way we came before he hit the plane. We hung on to his as he flew towards Lang and we shot webs wrapping them around his arm knocking him off balance as Rhodey, Peter, and I flew around him.

Peter and I were running on the plane avoiding Lang when Peter started talking. "Hey, guys, you ever see that really old movie, Empire Strikes Back?" Peter asked as he grabbed my waist and shot a web and swang up away from him. "Really, dude?" I asked. "Jesus, Tony, old are these two?" Rhodey asked. "I don't know, I didn't carbon-data them. They're on the young side" Mr. Stark replied. We were shooting webs and swing around Lang as Peter continued talking. " you know that part where they're on the snow planet.. with the walking thingies?" He asked as we swang around opposite of each other wrapping Lang in the webs.

[neo-frill]

Rating the walls of a room in my school just because I can:

This place is something like a Study room, it has books and magazines and a lot of tables and chairs and games like chess, 3D tic tac toe, a grid and some bottle caps for normal tic tac toe and a computer. It seems kind of cool to me, it doesn't have a certain aesthetic or like a color scheme, it's just really colorful. Even though the furniture isn't any set or something, it all kinda fits together imo, but I'm not good with this stuff, so maybe it doesn't.

As for the location, it's on the first floor, near the classrooms mainly used for languages (we have cool ones to pick from too, at least for me; all of us speak Czech cause we're Czech, we've got English as the second language and choose a third one after some time, the third one can be French, Spanish, German or Russian, but only two open) and the rooms where the teachers stay when they're free, have consultations with the student etc. (We call them 'kabinety' which sounds like it translates to cabinets but a cabinet is a piece of furniture so idrk what to call them).

First of all, here's kind of a blueprint or whatever, made by me:

The sizes of most stuff is probably incorrect because a) my memory is shit and b) even if I stood there while drawing this, I can't do the stuff where you take something and draw it smaller or bigger but with the same distances and stuff if that makes sense. It's not like a map so up isn't necessarily North (though it could be, I don't have a clue). This is mostly to show where each wall is and how close/far from the main entrance it is and stuff. Let's got then, starting with

Wall 1

Wall one is the worst of them. I know it looks really cool but before you get angry, listen to me. It is cool. That stuff on it are some quotes and poems and stuff, written on papers which are stuck to it (idk if it's glue or if they put it on there when the paint was drying, I literally have no idea). But most of the quotes are a load of crap. Some sound like they're from r/im14andthisisdeep (shit is it spelled 14 or fourteen in it? anyways you get the point), some are just.. dumb. They include "A mask, the only part of their face that people choose." and "What Johnny won't learn, neither will John." (Loosely translated, Johnny being meant as kind of a nickname which you usually call kids and stuff.), "There is only one truth, which is why not everyone can be right." (This one makes more sense in Czech but still kinda bullshit tbh), "A long shadow doesn't necessarily mean greatness." (Also makes more sense in Czech, greatness sometimes having the same word as largeness or whatever). Some are pretty cool, but most are trash. Example of the ones I find cool is: "Dictators ride tigers, scared to come down from their backs. And the tigers are getting hungry." I'm not really sure about what the last part is supposed to mean, if it's that the tigers will eat the dictators or?? but it's a great quote anyways. One of the ones I hate is "Laziness is the key to poverty." or some shit like that. They're mostly by dead Czech (or Czechoslovakian) politicians (noticed at least two ex presidents) or poets. But there was one by a guy who was probably a philosopher, idk, definitely wasn't Czech and to me his name sounded Greek but I don't really know and don't even remember the name of the man, the quote was something about not having friends. Cool design, probably made by students but I don't like most of the stuff that's written there, 6/10.

Wall 2

This is wall 2. I love wall 2. It has really pretty colors and there's bubbles. Radiates good vibes. Very nice. I don't know how to describe it, it's just beautiful and I don't know what more to say. 10/10.

Wall 3*

Wall 3 looks kind of ominous. Not in a bad way (is there even such a thing?) It has mystery/thriller novel vibes. The feet aren't painted, they had to color someone's feet and somehow get their footsteps up to the half of the wall and I think a) that's very cool, b) it would be fun to participate in/watch and c) it's very creative. The color of the floor is my favorite color. I like how the stripes on the "walls" of the hallway are probably supposed to be just striped that are painted on these "walls" but also look kinda 3D until you look at how they connect to the "ceiling." I am also in love with the "lights" and the way they reflect on the "floor." It kind of doesn't match the vibe of the room and looks less colorful somehow even tho there's a lot of colors, but it's neat. 9.5/10

Wall 4*

Wall 4 is my personal favorite, even though it's the smallest. It's very lively, has pretty colors and shapes that look really really cool to me, idk how else to describe it. I just love it a lot. 11/10, would stare at for hours.

[END, that's all of the walls]

*I'm sorry, I didn't realize how bad the photos of Wall 3 and (especially) Wall 4 are. Wall 3 is kinda cut off at the top. Wall 4 is cut off even more and it's blurry. I'll provide better pictures later, if I'm able to.

If anyone actually read this thank you, but why the fuck did you do that? You just wasted your time watching a teenage girl rate her school's walls. Anyways, I appreciate it a lot, because I put a lot of effort into this post (probably way too much). It was fun to do tho. Maybe I'll rate some other random stuff later? Maybe I'll update the ratings of the walls? Who knows.

**just realized that Walls 3 and 4 aren't actually cut off, it just looked that way. Anyways, Wall 4 is still kinda blurry, sorry about that.

[the-sadistic-mind-behind-a-stoic]

Day 44

The House

We were but children then. Idk why I've remembered you today of all days. Perhaps because I feel like life is moving past us and I've began to forget everything that once was part of my life.

I remembered your house and your room, where we used to play and I felt equal to you. But we were different. Your bed was too small for the both of us and your blankets were too warm. You behaved immaturely and unhygienic, and I was next you an awkward outsider who failed to fit in with your low life rituals.

We played in your aged up house, dressing up in your mother clothes. It wasn't as if she wore them anyway. I remember your sister's room vaguely. But yours was simple: a bed and a mirror and the wall closet, large in size but empty. I remember when I requested that you brought jeans to visit my father's house. You didn't understand then and today you'd probably assume that I was exaggerating. My father was a man of habits and I was ashamed of you when I was with him. I was ashamed of you when I was with everyone else.

I was a fool. You did matter to me and while we were young I saw myself as your rescuer. Maybe it was more that friendship, now that I look back to those days. Maybe I wanted something from you that you would never be able to give.

We fought one night and never spoke again as we had back then. I felt wronged, betrayed, hurt. It was late. I wonder why? Could it have been jealousy? I found you so stupid, so blunt, so false, so ridiculous, so beneath me. Remembering how you failed to speak in English, how you enjoyed every little mainstreamed media, how you didn't even know how to read a book, how you didn't know how to swim even.

But you liked the beach, I remember dearly the two of us sleeping after staying up all night. I remember waking up and seeing you with your cheek burnt. I remember the race to IKEA as we were running out of petrol. I remember the late afternoon lunch. You and I, we were something else then.

I wonder if you'd understand. I wonder if you'd accept my apologies. But what would I be apologising for? For being broken and lost? As if I no longer am? I didn't change. I still look in disgust, in shame. I can't even pronounce your name. It is as if I lost something that night.

At 6am I was writing my goodbyes to you, out of pain. But the words have vanished from my mind, whatever I said couldn't have been kind. I wonder what you felt. I wonder if they hurt you as they had hurt me. I wonder if you knew how lonely I was, surrounded by dear friends while you weren't there.

I wonder if we'd be able to talk again. If we'd have anything in common. If either of us changed or if we simply grew older. Maybe you turned out alright, I certainly have, but only on the outside. On the inside, I feel like I have died and lost myself forever. Not because of you, but you surely didn't help.

[punkscowardschampions]

Ali & Carly

Ali: this is why i don't wear shoes Ali: i have lost one??? Ali: rescue it if you see it Carly: what do they look like Ali: just a kinda tan sandal thing Ali: just a penneys special so not the end of the world, should chuck the other one so someone can have the pair Carly: come & bring me food & then youll be here to reunite them Carly: but yea k will lean out my door & see if its there Ali: love the enthusiasm, babe 😜 Ali: can feel your come down from here Carly: dont barely remember the come up Carly: wtf happened last night Ali: not in a much better position myself but uhm Ali: mayhem, that's for sure Ali: i think you might've gone home with the wrong cousin Carly: shit Carly: my bad Carly: better read my txts Carly: who did you go w ? Ali: didn't go that far with anyone Ali: 💍 remember and such a 😇 Ali: ronan was in a mard though and i weren't up for listening to that so 🤷 Carly: aw Carly: sorry baby i'll calm him down Ali: it's chill 😂 bless him Ali: no need on my account tho i'm sure he'd be down, despite protests otherwise Carly: my inbox is Carly: cba w this rn Ali: oh baby, want a bacon sarnie and a secretary? Carly: yea Carly: gonna throw my phone w your shoe Ali: i woke up to a mystery dickpic on my phone Ali: is it rude to ask which one it belongs to because lads, sorry, not that memorable that i'm picking it out of a line-up Ali: you'll know, been more recent, i'll come over with food and lucozade for real and ruin your day with that lovely image and the actually rather creative sexts that went with it Ali: 10/10 for effort, sir Carly: cant put it on the cv or school report but my memory for 'em is good Carly: if ive seen it i'll id it Carly: ill laff if its the large ginge cousin whose name i never got Carly: sounded like a cough Ali: that's a talent and if the man can't see that, fuck him Ali: and his job in tescos, like Ali: i mean, shouldn't have a preference but i hope not 😂 Ali: soz honey but Carly: thanks baby Carly: I hope its that token english Carly: he was fit Ali: can reply if you like Ali: worse ways to waste a sunday morning than messing with boys Ali: sounding like a priest Ali: oops Carly: ha Carly: i found some fucking funny vids of us so maybe the phone shouldnt go out window before youve had a look Ali: yes, i need to see that Carly: [sends her fave of the vids] Ali: aww Ali: we're fun drunks Ali: love that for us Carly: yea Carly: im a messy bitch tho Carly: no wonder i went w the hero cousin Ali: meh, things happen at parties, everyone knows that Ali: not like you're proper attached is it Ali: though he's gonna be annoying now probs but day in the life when you're irresistible, yeah? Carly: youd know babe Carly: he wont be on site long never is Carly: so idc Carly: saved me for a nite boy youre welcome Ali: duh Ali: hottest couple in town Ali: one for the wank bank anyway Carly: yea & he is fit Carly: give him that Carly: esp when i dont understand what hes saying Ali: the best kind Ali: a boy you don't have to speak to 😜 Ali: if that's all it takes like, whip out the Gaeilge Carly: youve got the giggles but yea Carly: true Carly: but on site id just have all the oldies chatting at me if i could Carly: not trying to make them go weak Ali: they ain't daddies? boo 😥 Carly: some got many kids but thats it Carly: say something to me then Ali: [sends voice memo, probably has dirty words she'd recognise from site life and lots of loling] Carly: k Carly: so hot Carly: if your gf is mad at me for stealing you last nite you can smooth things over w her like that Ali: might have to Ali: though it ain't you she's 😤 with Ali: poor ronan, shoulda done more than snog him if she comes for him, not even worth it for that Carly: ill protect him when he lets me back near Carly: cant stay mad at this Carly: sure your girls the same Ali: She's mad 24/7 babe, just gotta hold on, like 😂 Ali: we want different things now but that's not a convo for this morning like jesus Carly: whos got the energy Carly: cba w angry Carly: yea you want a sarnie Ali: exactly, and i wanted to have fun last night but may as well have said i want his dick in or around my mouth k bye babe Carly: ha Carly: that would be fun tho Ali: tell that to past you, dashing his threesome dreams like 🤷💔 Carly: still time Ali: not me you need to promise baby Carly: yea but id rather talk to you Ali: 💚 Ali: you cute Carly: all you Carly: how you look so good coming from band? wtf Ali: psh please Ali: it was all about you 🙇 Carly: if that was true why is every memory i got from last nite just you Carly: facts Ali: had to get you away from that mirror somehow, like 😉 Ali: it was fun Carly: ha Carly: cuz your talents got me like Carly: yea it was Ali: helps when the canvas already beautiful babe Carly: aw Carly: youre sweet Ali: 🍓 Carly: gonna make me cry Ali: don't cry lil one Ali: the bacon is coming Ali: got roped into doing a shady kid swap, where is my ma, take this demon child Carly: you can bring him if you want Carly: ill put clothes on before Ali: cockblocked again 😉 Ali: nah, he needs to go get shoes Ali: ironically and unlucky, twat Carly: what size is he Carly: i can ask around when i look for yours Carly: lads flog everything and anything here on sundays Ali: his feet are big man Ali: he's only little but he's lanky af, unlike me Ali: that's fun tho Ali: imma go shopping Carly: aw Carly: yea wish i was taller Carly: ffs ma and da Ali: literally Ali: least neither of my sisters are model tall or i'd be more raging Ali: we make it work, babe Carly: & i dont have any sisters Carly: well done on that one tho ma & da Ali: speak for yourself Ali: i'm gutted Carly: oww Carly: trying to replace me like the vows were no thing Ali: you know you're my one and only Ali: but a woman got needs Carly: thats what your gf is for Carly: no Ali: yeah but i'm allowed wishful thinking too Ali: damn Carly: ive given you the mental image of me naked Carly: what more you need Ali: are you jealous of your hypothetical sister? Carly: yea if you like her more Ali: aw baby, 'course not Ali: she's a ride, yeah, but bit of a bitch too, like Carly: ha Carly: takes after our ma like Ali: sadly, straighter than you Ali: 👎 Carly: like theres a ranking Carly: just straight or not yea Ali: I mean, it is a scale but I'm not gonna try and bond with your Ma giving her the test for it, like Ali: could we tie her down for a sec, obvs Carly: hit her when shes washing up Carly: takes long Ali: okay, i'll dry 😉 Ali: what an offer Carly: trying to make me vom now Carly: take crying or blushing over Ali: soz babe Carly: her & my da dont fuck but still dont reckon youre her type Ali: don't know what's worse, that, or knowing they do Carly: im good w them not Carly: sound carries Carly: no secrets in the caravan Ali: sure there's a toilet block they could go to Ali: keeping it sexy Carly: sure my da's there doing his cry wank Carly: while my ma checks the talent Carly: we got that to look forward to in our marriage in a few years Ali: who's scouting who's cranking Ali: because frankly, i refuse either Carly: im the biggest slag so probs me Carly: sorry Ali: and I'm not Ali: igloo sisters how many times now?! 😂 Carly: ha Carly: but youre loyal Carly: me and my ma dont kno the meaning like Ali: am i Ali: you miss the part when i got on ronan Carly: o yea Carly: i forgot Ali: idk what i'm gonna do about that Ali: instant gameover but its literally so irrelevant Carly: hes a ride Carly: you should be excused for it Ali: she's a 6 on that scale, yeah, massive gay Ali: so she ain't seeing that, never mind the other shit Carly: shit yea Carly: dont tell her Ali: does that make me the worst? Ali: i should hm Carly: hes not gonna speak to her Carly: and if he brags you can call it that Ali: Yeah Ali: I don't know Carly: its that or tell her Carly: & say youre sorry Carly: we were all wasted Carly: not like you have feelings for him Ali: You're right, obviously Ali: like that's the truth but yeah Ali: might leave it unless I need to go there Ali: soz God, swing by confession later Carly: tell her youre a bi cliche Carly: she'd love it Carly: use the scale Ali: she would tho Ali: validate everything she's ever sneaky or not so thought about me Ali: soz, i need a constant stream of p n v or i die Carly: a girl has needs Carly: what am i a 1? Ali: its like dis Ali: 1- all straight 2- mostly straight but lil gay 3- equal/bi 4- mostly gay but still lil into opposite 5- total gay Ali: but not gonna resist the urge to tell you you a 10 Carly: 🥇 Carly: i like that you're 3 tho. 3's a lucky number Ali: and a magic one 🔮 Carly: yea cuz youre magical Ali: believe it baby Carly: i do Ali: right, finally leaving, be like 10 Ali: doing the opposite to a walk of shame rn, strutting back in like what's good Carly: you gotta Carly: own it baby Carly: havent found your shoe tho sorry Carly: maybe ronan took it cuz he loves you so bad Ali: 😂 oh my god Ali: like a horny puppy Carly: yea Carly: building a shrine to you rn probs Ali: or he wanna play cinderella Ali: such a ridiculous fairytale, as far as they go Carly: how wasted was the prince that he cant remember what she looks like Carly: k been there but not trying to wife anyone Ali: right?! also, sure plenty of bitches a size 5, like??? Ali: was it a magic shoe Ali: no explanation, frankly Carly: yea like me and you have the same size Carly: ill take your prince for a ride bitch Ali: 😂 Ali: he cool with that Ali: that's the tea Ali: boy gives no fucks, long as it ain't a man in drag Carly: he hasnt met your brother tho Carly: boy looks good Ali: eww Ali: stop that thought right there Carly: dont get jealous Carly: not gonna go there Ali: not jealous, but repulsed 😷 Carly: k babe Carly: if you say so Ali: trust, you wanna see jealous you'll see it soon enough if you go there Ali: 😂 bea don't fuck about Carly: have to go for one of your other hot brothers Ali: trying be my sister in law and wife Ali: kickin it country Carly: you kno Carly: been on site too long Ali: forreal, not gotta hang with the traveller lads that hard baby Carly: after last nite not gonna be hanging w them for a while Ali: let 'em fight it out amongst themselves Ali: defs for the best Carly: yea Carly: hide w me babe Carly: gonna be so bored Ali: gonna Ali: i'll peep their wares another day Ali: not a euphemism Carly: sounds dirty tho Ali: yeah, regretted it as i said it but hey Ali: love me a sale and a gypsy boy Carly: no regrets boo Carly: they love you too Carly: esp whoever send the dick pic Ali: the real mystery Ali: soz everyone else with your drama but we gotta know Carly: i do need to be knowing Carly: thats my wife lads Ali: awh you gonna defend my honour n delicate sensibilities Carly: yea Carly: youre an angel Ali: you're so cute Carly: its you Carly: my parents came back Carly: gonna have to run Ali: oh no i am en route Ali: where you going boo Carly: i'll catch you and we can find somewhere theyre not Carly: ha church Carly: can you eat there cuz im not looking to die for jesus Ali: yeah for sure, not in the pews like its the cinema, like Ali: can go park if you wanna Ali: or up the mountain if you can hack it, like Carly: youre so smart Carly: like your mouth Carly: but yea Carly: date time Ali: awh yeah Ali: this picnic ain't goals i'm so sorry babe Ali: least the weather's looking up Carly: idc Carly: get to be w my boo Ali: 😍 Carly: i look crazy Carly: havent got dressed faster w out getting fucked before since idc Carly: idk Ali: i like crazy Ali: and beside me you'll probs look totally normal 😉 Carly: you look hot every day baby Carly: facts Ali: all these compliments got me feeling 🔥 obvs Carly: thats how i want it Ali: gonna have you flying high too Ali: top of the world, baby Carly: aw Carly: whats in the food like Ali: 😂 Ali: just faith n trust n pixiedust, of course Carly: you can snort pixiedust yea? Carly: k Ali: you gon' be mad when i've got nothing but sandwiches and half a donut Carly: nah Carly: cant be mad at you Carly: too cute Ali: and donuts are life Carly: true