#thanks for asking !! i'm gonna ask you some too

[cozmowrites]

Sleep Deprived

3:25 am.

Streetlights outside your window casted a faint glow across your desk. A mountain of textbooks loomed over your laptop, the blinking cursor on a blank document that was taunting you. The quiet hum of the night was broken only by the faint ticking of the wall clock.

You knew you should sleep. Your body screamed for rest, but your mind stubbornly refused to acknowledge the passage of time. It was always like this—late nights turning into early mornings, the hours bleeding together as if the concept of sleep didn't apply to you.

You hadn't slept properly in weeks, not since the school workload became overwhelming. Not that you'd admitted it to anyone—not until tonight, at least.

Your phone buzzed on the desk, lighting up with a notification. You picked it up, squinting at the brightness.

Bakugou: Dumbass? Why are you still awake??

You blinked, momentarily disoriented due to the bright screen. How had he known? You hadn't texted him, hadn't posted anything online. You figured he must've noticed your exhausted demeanor at school earlier in the day—or maybe it was the dark circles under your eyes.

You: I'm fine. Just finishing some homework.

You replied, fingers flying across the keyboard. The response came almost immediately.

Bakugou: Don't lie to me. You've looked like a zombie for weeks. How long have you been pulling this crap?

You hesitated, chewing on your lip. You knew he wouldn't let this slide, but you also didn't feel like arguing. So, you answered casually, not thinking much of it.

You: I dunno, maybe a few weeks? No big deal.

The three dots signaling his typing disappeared and reappeared several times before his next message arrived. 

Bakugou: A FEW WEEKS? Are you an idiot?! Open your damn door. I'm coming over.

You groaned, slumping back in your chair. Of course, he was coming over. There was no stopping him once he made up his mind. You shuffled to the door of your dorm, opening it to let in the blonde. The moment you did, a familiar mop of spiky blonde hair appeared. Bakugou pushing himself in, and sitting on your bed.

"Seriously, Katsuki?" You muttered, stepping back to give him space. "It's the middle of the night."

He ignored your complaint, his crimson eyes narrowing as he took in your appearance. "Holy crap, you look worse than I thought. Have you even looked in a mirror?"

"Gee, thanks," you deadpanned, crossing your arms. "Nice to see you too."

"Don't start with me, dumbass," he growled, closing the window behind him. "What the hell are you doing to yourself?"

"It's just school," you mumbled, avoiding his gaze. "I'll catch up on sleep later."

"'Later'?" He echoed, his voice dripping with disbelief. "Do you even hear yourself? You can't just skip sleep for weeks and act like it's no big deal!"

You shrugged, brushing past him to sit on your bed. "I'm used to it."

"Well, I'm not," he snapped, following you. "You're gonna burn out, get sick, and then what? You think I'm just gonna sit back and watch you ruin yourself?"

You rolled your eyes, though guilt was starting to creep in. "I said I'm fine, Katsuki. You don't need to babysit me."

"Clearly, I do," he shot back, plopping down beside you. His sharp glare softened slightly as he studied your face. "Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped."

You hesitated, fumbling for an answer. "I didn't want to bother you..."

"Bother me?" he repeated incredulously. "You're my girlfriend, dumbass. You think I'd just ignore you?"

The room fell silent, his words hanging heavy in the air. You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, unable to meet his gaze. It wasn't that you didn't trust him—you did, more than anyone. But asking for help had always felt... impossible. Like admitting weakness. You and Bakugou were one in the same about that.

"I didn't think it was a big deal," you murmured finally.

"Well, it is," he said firmly. "And from now on, you're gonna take care of yourself. Got it?"

You raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how do you plan to enforce that?"

A sly smirk tugged at his lips. "Easy. I'm staying here tonight."

Your eyes widened. "What?! Katsuki, you can't just—"

"Shut it," he interrupted, already kicking off his shoes. "I'm not leaving until I see you actually sleep. You're not pulling another all-nighter on my watch."

You opened your mouth to argue, but the determined look in his eyes stopped you. There was no point. Once Bakugou set his mind to something, there was no changing it.

With a resigned sigh, you crawled under the covers, feeling uncharacteristically self-conscious as he made himself comfortable on the floor beside your bed. "You don't have to sleep on the floor, you know," you muttered. "You're my boyfriend, you can sleep in the bed too."

"I'm fine," he replied, his voice softer now. "Just shut up and go to sleep."

Despite his gruff tone, there was a warmth in his words that made your chest ache. You hadn't realized how much you'd needed this. "Move up here or I won't go to sleep."

+++

The sunlight streaming through your window was the first thing you noticed when you woke up. The second was the faint smell of something cooking... or burning?

You bolted upright, your heart racing. "Katsuki?!"

"Calm down," he called from the kitchen. "I didn't burn the place down."

You stumbled out of bed, rubbing your eyes as you followed the sound of his voice. Sure enough, Bakugou was standing by the stove, glaring at a pan of what you assumed was supposed to be breakfast.

"What are you doing?" You asked, stifling a laugh.

"Making sure you eat," he grumbled, flipping something that vaguely resembled an omelet, but you couldn't tell because you were so hungry and sleepy. "You're not skipping meals either. Got it?"

You couldn't help but smile, your chest swelling with a mix of affection and gratitude. "You're unbelievable."

"And you're an idiot," he shot back, though there was no bite to his words. "But I'm stuck with you, so I guess I'll deal."

"Gee, thanks," you teased, leaning against the counter. "I feel so loved."

He rolled his eyes, but the faint blush dusting his cheeks betrayed him. "Just shut up and eat."

As you sat down to an edible breakfast, you realized that, for the first time in weeks, you actually felt rested. And it was all thanks to Bakugou's stubborn insistence.

"I love you, by the way.. Thanks."

"Tch. Love you too, dumbass. If I wasn't here, you'd be dead." Bakugou grumbled.

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[jadastarkey]

I could be

celebritycrush!drew x sweetheart!actress!reader

warnings: flirting? idk if that's a warning tho

genre: fluff

sypnosis: an interviewer let's actress!reader choose someone to be interviewed with her and she chooses drew, who happens to be her celebrity crush

~°•☆•°~

"y/n over here!" an interviewer called, holding out a microphone for you.

you smiled and walked over grabbing the mic.

"Hey, how are you today?"

"oh my god, hi, I'm so great, thank you. how're you?"

"I'm alright, thanks for asking. if you dont mind, we're gonna do things a little differently today," the interviewer said as you nodded "we want you to choose anyone on the carpet right now to be interviewed with you"

"really?" you asked, looking over your shoulder

"yeah, choose anyone" she replied with a chuckle.

you smirked and put your finger up to your lip, your eyes hunting for the man they'd been set on all night, the man you could recognise from a mile away, the man whose movies you'd binged most nights when you were bored and it didn't take long at all to find that familiar face.

you passed the microphone back to the interviewer and walked over to him, your footsteps small as your dress was tight.

your courage slowly dropped. there were people already talking to him, the cameras were flashing, more than likely to catch any embarrassment and post it everywhere and suddenly any courage you once held was gone.

you took a deep breath and tapped on his shoulder. "uh, drew?" you asked politely like a child telling her mom she dropped the ice cream she just got from the ice cream man.

there was barely any time to run away and die as he turned around the second your fingers touched his shoulder "hey.. you're y/n y/l/n? I didn't know you were here"

you let out a nervous giggle "y-yeah, I am."

he grinned

"I was just at an interview and she said I could choose someone to be interviewed with me and I was wondering if you'd wanna do it with me?" you asked, hope glimmering in your eyes

"yeah of course I will" he answered almost too quick but a yes is a yes and you let out a sigh of relief

"Okay, uh follow me, I guess"

you led him back to the interviewer and tool your mic back. you put it between the two of you, as you thought you were sharing one but you didn't see the interviewer holding another one out for you. drew thought you were handing it to him and wrapped his hand around it, his fingers brushing yours.

you were yet again embarrassing yourself infront of the drew starkey, the man who gave you a reason to start acting.

you let him take it and awkwardly took the other one.

"quite the partner, y/n. drew, how's your night going"

"It's going... okay. I'm just a little nervous. im sure I'll be fine, though. "

"let's hope so." she said before looking down at a list of questions in her hand "y/n, drew, your movies are going up against eachother, and you yourselves are nominated in the same categories multiple times. do you think either of your wins or losses could affect a future friendship?"

"no, It's a competition and not everyone can win. there's 7 people that'll lose and that's okay. we just have to support whoever does win" drew answered

"yeah, there's a possibility neither of us will win and its okay" you said, looking up at him again.

"that's good. we don't need anymore drama in this world. y/n, a lot of your fans have noticed you've been a little happier recently. is there anyone behind that, maybe a special someone?"

yu giggled, biting down on your bottom lip slightly "Well, no but I'm open to it" you smiled, taking a small glance toward drew to meet his eyes for a second. you quickly turned away and tried to hide the pink dusting your cheeks.

the interviewer saw the tension and used it to her advantage "do you think drew could be that special someone?"

the air got caught in your throat, not expecting such a blunt question but before you could answer or even regain some confidence drew chimed in with a smooth "I could be"

the interviewers eyebrows raised and drew continued "how about if I win, I can get your number and take you out on a date somewhere?"

your mouth opened but no words came out. you just nodded.

"but what if she wins?" She asked

"we'll have to see" he replied before waving goodbye to the camera and skimming his hand over your waist to get past you and back onto the carpet.

your eyes followed him hut you were frozen in place out of shock for a while.

when you'd come to your senses, you thanked the interviewer for her time and continued on your night, though the interaction never left your mind

~°•☆•°~

a/n sorry if this is bad I'm still getting used to writing

I might make a pt 2 to this

[allertonhoe]

A1 + A19 with rafe! I don’t know if these go together but I feel like they kinda do, some angst that turns into like realization and fear and fluff cuz they’re friends! You can just use one or the other or both whatever you come up with will be amazing because you write so well! Your writing is so good and I loved the other prompts you wrote recently. I’m glad you started writing again because I love your work! Congrats on 500 💕

oooh no they totally work!!! it's not super fluffy (the end kinda is lolol) but i kinda made it an indirect sequel to this request 👀 you totally don't have to read it to understand what's going on tho!

& thank you so much!!! i'm so glad you're liking it!!! 🙈 thank you for the request, i hope you enjoy!! ☺️

prompts: "We’re not just friends and you fucking know it." + "I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me"

content warnings: 18+ MDNI, original afab!reader, obx!universe, smoking weed

500 follower celebration!

With summer in full swing, another kegger was taking place at the beach tonight. The sky was painted in a mixture of light blues, purples, and pinks as the sun disappeared into the Atlantic Ocean. A bonfire placed in the middle of the sand, standing tall and blazing fiercely.

You were sitting with Sarah and her group of friends, scattered into a circle and casually passing around a joint. You weren't as close with them like you were with Sarah, but there was no bad blood between any of you. Plus you weren't one to turn down free weed.

While you tried your best not to give him your attention, you could feel Rafe's heated glare towards you from where he stood with his own friends across the beach. Watching your every move like he had any actual authority over you. You refused to give him the reaction he wanted so nobody, especially his sister who was only a few feet away from you, got any wrong ideas that weren't actually too far off.

The one time you'd hooked up during a rager at Tannyhill didn't turn out to only be one time. In fact, it became a bit of a habit when you and Rafe would find yourselves alone with each other. Which now was happening more often than not.

And despite the two of you being on the same page sexually, it was still the total opposite in every other aspect of your relationship. Hence the reason he was shooting you daggers, although his distaste for the Pogues didn't help much either.

You stumbled slightly as you decided to get up from your spot, the cocktail of substances hitting you hard. Reaching out to the first thing, or in this case person, you were able to grab to stabilize your balance. Pope instinctively snatching your waist and stopping you from falling flat on your face.

"You good over there?" He chuckled at your misstep.

"Yeah," you affirm. "Just a little buzzed."

"A little? That's some great weed. How damn spoiled are you Kooks?" JJ feigns dramatically, Sarah giving him a playful shove.

"Where are you going anyways?" Your friend asks curiously.

"Gonna find a bathroom," you inform them.

"It's getting dark. Do you want me to come with?" Pope kindly extends to you.

"I'll be fine, but thanks," you ensure the group, shooting them another reassuring smile as you made your exit.

You walked down the beach, eventually turning into the woods to find a more secluded area. But as the music faded into the distance, you started hearing what you could swear were footsteps. You made sure to stay vigilant of your surroundings, stopping a few times to properly assess the area before continuing further.

It was like you were in some eerie fairytale, the sounds echoing through the dark forest unnerving you more than you honestly expected. Kinda wishing you'd taken Pope up on his offer, but boiling it down to your anxiety just getting the best of you.

You knew you weren't exaggerating though when you heard a branch snap behind you. You took out your phone and turned on the flashlight, calling out a frightened 'hello' like you'd actually get a response. Panicking when you realized you had nothing to help you defend yourself, and that you weren't really in the right mindset to do so either.

"Hey, it's just me." A familiar voice announces nearby, Rafe revealing himself from behind a couple of trees with his hands up in surrender.

"Jesus Christ, are you fucking kidding me, Rafe?" You scold breathlessly. "I thought I was about to get mauled by a bear. What the hell? Warn a girl."

"What? Heyward couldn't have protected you?" he grills.

"Are you fucking serious?" you remark, mirroring his sour attitude. "You're jealous I was sitting next to Pope?"

"I'm not jealous because you were sitting next to him," he denies immediately, as if you were out of line for even suggesting it. "You two were all cuddly and flirting. I saw the way he had his hands on you."

"I almost fell on my ass. He was being a gentleman," you justify.

"A gentleman? I'm sorry. I didn't realize you wanted a fucking knight in shining armor." He scoffs sarcastically.

"I seriously don't know what your issue is right now. We just fuck around, we're barely friends..." You dispute, Rafe looking at you resentfully as you finished the sentiment.

"Don't do that," he growled. "We're not just friends, and you fucking know it."

"Are you high? What are you talking about?" You investigate in confusion. You were used to his possessiveness, but this was something he'd never actually communicated before.

"I... Fuck, never mind," he dismisses, noticeably frustrated that he couldn't articulate what he wanted at that moment.

"No. You literally followed me out here to make me feel like shit for no reason. Say it with your chest," you taunt.

That's when he stops himself, a wary look crossing his features. If you knew any better, you'd think he was actually hesitant over expressing himself. But this was Rafe Cameron, the most daunting guy on the island. The chances of that happening were basically the same as him admitting...

"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me."

His voice is quiet and hesitant instead of packing its usual punch. His hands shoved in his pocket and eyes sheepishly avoiding yours instead of the unapologetic demeanor you were used to; that he was aggravating you with minutes ago on the beach. You just stared at him for a minute, waiting to see if he corrected himself or took back the declaration, but it didn't happen.

"That's not funny..." You finally manage to get out, your reply just as vulnerable as his was.

"Trust me, I'm not trying to be funny..." He mutters.

"Rafe, what are you-"

"Can I just..." He interjects, his words faltering just as quickly as they came out.

A few seconds passed as you waited for him to make his case. He brushed a hand through his hair as he contemplated what he said next, like he was trying to make sure it wasn’t wrong thing. The gravity of his confession actually hitting you, bringing forward emotions you'd always avoided when it came to Rafe.

"I get why you wouldn't believe me or think this is some sick joke on my end. But have I really not made it obvious? He surveys, only capable of shaking your head to respond. "Wow, okay. You're really making me put it all out there..." He stalls even further.

"I, uh... I've always been into you. Ever since Sarah brought you over the first time. You've never been intimidated by me, no matter what I said or did. And fuck, I haven't been able to stop thinking about anything else since we started fucking around. I've never felt like this? And I don't know if that's love or whatever, but something just snapped when I saw you and Heyward like that. More than usual." He rambled, completely unfamiliar with this side of Rafe.

You couldn't muster up an answer for him. You didn't know where to even begin. As unpredictable and impulsive as you've known him to be, this was totally out of left field. There was no denying your physical attraction to him; you wouldn't be giving him a second look if it were just based off his normally hostile personality.

"Fuck, please say something," he pleaded weakly.

"I don't know what to say," you contend, meeting his gaze apprehensively. "I've barely accepted the idea that I'm hooking up with one of my closest friend's brothers. This is a lot..."

"You know me. You know I wouldn't just throw this all out there to mock you," he maintains.

The tension between you could be cut with a knife, Rafe laying everything on the table. He'd never expressed much in terms of affection when you were together, his approach with you typically impassive and a bit rough. So you couldn't help but let out a small giggle as it all swirled through your head.

"What?" He frowns, anticipating the worst.

"You like me," you assert plainly, like you were schoolchildren. Your lighthearted tone immediately causing his body to relax and rolling his eyes at your teasing.

"I know, I can't believe it either," he retorts sarcastically, a sly smirk poking through.

"Hey! See how far being a smartass gets you," You threaten playfully.

"You know, you're really keeping me on my toes here..." he complains, pointing out that you hadn't really given him any reassurance since his confession.

"Sorry, am I making the big, bad Rafe Cameron nervous?" You gasp, sauntering up to him and wrapping your hands around his neck.

"Stop saying it like that," he grumbles, only making you more enthused.

"Well I'm not just gonna fall at your feet," you indicate cheekily. "You need to woo me a little bit,"

"I haven't wooed you yet?" He bantered back. "Wouldn't expect anything different than you giving me a hard time,"

His hands grazed up and down your sides, as if you were the most delicate thing in the world. The previously unsettling sounds of nature now calming, hearing crickets chirp around you. Rafe's features were washed in the moonlight, somehow making him look even better than he usually did.

"I know this is definitely the opposite way we're supposed to do things," he establishes. "But can we just take things slow and see where it goes?"

"Do you really think it's gonna work between us?" You interrogate timidly, a nagging insecurity present knowing your standard dynamic.

"I honestly don't know," he acknowledges. "But I'd really like to try."

That was as long as you could hold yourself back, getting onto your tiptoes and kissing him. You could barely recognize the version of Rafe standing in front of you—well composed, sentimental, genuinely charming. But you could tell he was being earnest and for some reason, no matter how much he did get on your nerves sometimes, it made you want to try too.

[littelovelunette]

reader w vi (who lets be real is a bit of a simp for her partner i mean she forgave cait so fast) after an argument or something and the reader refuses to let her touch her with out begging and reader being a bit mean to vi like cooing at her and teasing pleaseeee (ur writing is so good)

Impending Silence (3)

Thank you anon~ you guys really know how to feed my ego

Contains angst, fluff at the end

"Well, clearly you're scared of us being exclusive, why is that!? Are you having a secret affair!?" You yelled at her.

"No, I'm hurt you'd even think I'd cheat on you!" Vi said with a huff of anger, muscles flexing under the grey tanktop she had on. You rolled your eyes. It's been about an hour and you both have been going back and forth on the same topic.

In short, you wanted the relationship to be exclusive so other people would stop trying to ask you out and you'd be able to flaunt Vi off but Vi was afraid of doing it. You assumed deep down it was because she was a school athlete (no matter how many interschool plays she'd lost) and you were the head girl. Normally it would've been a wattpad fantasy, a trope.

But in reality, you both were worlds apart and the argument you both were currently having was only proving so. You were the student council president however no one termed you a nerd because you were still one of the popular girls. You had somehow managed to balance both parts of school life, but for Vi...

Let's just say sports was the only thing she thought she was excelling in, although her losing streak said somewhat otherwise. She wasn't the best in school either, usually skipping classes because she claimed being there and not being there does the same thing for her.

"I'm done arguing over this." You turned on your back and left the room, leaving the half-done bread on the kitchen counter. You had invited Vi over again and had been cooking for the both of you so you both could spend some quality time binge-watching something silly on Netflix and snacking.

Admist small talk somehow the topic of relationship exclusivity had popped up and now there was heated tension in the room, not just from the oven.

"Atleast turn off the oven." Vi sighed and did what she said, "You're gonna catch the house on fire, geez..."

Hours passed after the argument and you were now in your room, sitting cross-legged on a small single-seater sofa near the terrace, scrolling mindlessly through your phone. One leg dangling off the edge of the sofa, the other curled till your knees met your chest.

And then there was Vi.

She stood a few feet away, arms crossed, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, watching you like a sad kicked puppy.

Her usual cocky grin was gone, replaced by a pout that only deepened every time you ignored her.

“Babe,” Vi finally whined, dragging out the word like a kid begging for candy. “C'mon, I said I was sorry.”

You didn’t look up, biting back a smile. “Hmm. Don’t remember hearing an apology.”

Vi’s jaw dropped. “What? I said it like five times!”

“Don’t recall.”

Her hands fell to her sides, and she dramatically flopped against the double door closet with a loud thud, resting her forehead against the cool wood. “You’re killin’ me here,” she mumbled, turning her head just enough to peek at you. “Can you at least look at me?”

You kept scrolling, stifling a laugh. “Busy.”

Vi groaned, pushing off the closet and walking toward you. “You’re not even mad,” she muttered. “You’re just being mean.”

“Maybe.”

She stopped right in front of you, close enough that you could smell the faint scent of leather and whatever shampoo she used—something a little too chocolatey for your taste but so undeniably Vi.

Slowly, cautiously, she reached out and touched your knee. When you didn’t respond, she slid her hand up to your arm. “Babe… please.”

You pulled away just as her fingers grazed your wrist. “No touching.”

Vi’s jaw dropped again. “What?!”

You shrugged. “Actions have consequences.”

Her face crumpled into the most pathetic pout you’d ever seen, and she all but melted to her knees in front of you, grabbing at your leg in mock desperation. “You’re so mean,” she whined, resting her head dramatically against your thigh. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’ll say it a hundred more times if that’s what it takes.”

You bit the inside of your cheek, loving every second of this. “I don’t know… you didn’t sound very sincere.”

Vi’s head shot up, and she gave you the look—wide eyes, lips slightly parted, like you’d just shattered her heart into a million pieces. “Babe,” she whispered, all breathy and tragic. “I’m begging you.”

You finally broke, laughing as you reached down and ruffled her pink messy hair. “Alright, alright, relax. I’m messing with you.”

Vi blinked. “Wait… so you’re not mad?”

“Nope.”

Her mouth fell open. “You’re evil.”

“Maybe.”

Vi narrowed her blue eyes at you for half a second before tackling you back onto the sofa, peppering kisses along your neck and jawline, all while muttering, “You think you’re funny, huh? Real cute pulling that stunt—”

Between your giggles and her endless affection, the argument—if you could even call it that—was long forgotten.

"Exclusive?" You asked with a smile and Vi nodded, leaning her head against your chest as she curled up over your lap.

"Exclusive..."

[ihopesocomic]

Even though you stated in the previous ask that you're not trying to be realistic with IHS, as a biology student: I still find the lions more convincing than those featured in other media. Sure, they have societies and philosophy but it's not so forced that it distracts from the fact that these are lions and not "fantasy lions". This isn't even going into how you still know how lions look and behave and you incorporate this knowledge into things like their fighting styles, for example. Good job!

Oh hey, thank you so much!

To be honest, I wasn't super duper into lions until My Pride came about and even then I was still more of a wolf fan. I grew up reading wolf comics on DeviantART and to this day, that's still my personal preference.

Yes, I know: your favourite lion comic co-creator is actually a canine fan. Shock. Horror. TWIST

But I decided to read into lions purely because if you're gonna write about something, you have to have a respect for the subject. And they are honestly a fascinating and wondering critter. I love their family dynamics, the fact that they're the only big cat (if you wanna get technical and exclude cheetahs, since I recently learned they don't count) to live in groups and just how they look in general.

I also like disproving the stereotypes I had about them before looking into them. Like how the mane is actually not a good indicator to gender because it varies across genders. As we know, some females grow manes and some male lions remain maneless.

The science behind it doesn't really matter to me, I just think showing lions of various gender identities with various mane styles and lengths or lack thereof is a neat design trait to play with and I'm glad we've developed a variety over the years. Disagree? Well, somebody sure sounds like they don't like fun. lol But we've never been about sticking to realism because we feel that's too limiting and it's not really the kind of story we wanted to pursue anyway. Just like realism isn't the ultimate art style, a story not being realistic doesn't make it any less of a story. I'm glad we have a reader base that can appreciate that. <33 - RJ

[mushysquashythingamajig]

Bucktommy Fluffebruary

DAY 16: AU: DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE DATING

@bucktommyfluffebruary

"So, you're gonna hang out Tommy again today?" Maddie asked him while feeding her daughter her breakfast.

"Yeah, we're gonna grab some breakfast then head out to the gym." Buck picked up Jee's scattered toys, throwing them all into the hamper in the corner.

"Oh, so a date?" Maddie teased.

"Haha, funny." Evan spoke with a deadpan expression.

They had been like this ever since he and Tommy had started hanging out. Never mind that her husband was gayer for Tommy than him. Hell, every man he'd met was gay for Tommy. Well, who wouldn't be? Tommy was like the epitome of masculinity.

Him and Tommy had decided to meet at their favourite coffee spot, Buck LOVED their coffee and Tommy was addicted to their cupcakes. When he reached the cafe, Tommy was their already, waiting for him. And, aw how adorable, he ordered a coffee for both of them.

"Thanks Tommy." He sat in the chair in front of him.

"You're late." Tommy said, matter-of-factly.

"I got held up by Maddie."

"Oh, how's her pregnancy coming along?"

"So far, everything's healthy on all fronts. Both Maddie and the baby."

"Thank goodness." Tommy breathed a sigh of relief.

"So you forgive me."

"Has you ever seen your puppy dog eyes? No one is able to stay mad at you."

"One of the many special things about me."

"Right." Tommy's nose scrunched and Buck felt something warm bloom in his chest. Probably the coffee.

They went to the gym, getting a vigorous workout in, Tommy more than Evan. Evan had a shift and Tommy was on a ;eave and trying to get back into fighting shape. Fire fighting shape that is. Every so often, someone would come up to Tommy to compliment him and Evan had to resist a sneer. It felt weird, but hey, people came up to him too. He did revel in the attention after all. He did catch Tommy glaring at him once. Weird.

After the workout, Tommy and Buck said their goodbyes and Evan went to the fire house. It was a particularly slow day, and Evan was grateful. They didn't many of those nowadays.

"So, Evan. Heard you were with Tommy this morning?" Chimney slid next to Buck.

As soon as Buck saw himself get surrounded, he knew he was in trouble.

"Yeah?" He said, cautiously.

He ignored the money being exchanged.

"Again?" This time it was Hen who spoke up.

"Yeah? Okay, I'm getting uncomfortable." He moved to get up only to be grabbed by Eddie and forcefully sat back back.

"Okay, we gotta know. What exactly are you and Tommy?" Hen continued.

"We're really good friends."

"No, we're really good friends. You and Tommy have some secret third thing going on that none of us really understand." Eddie argued.

"What do you mean?"

"You go on dates."

"Hangouts." Buck corrected.

"You two are joined at the hip whenever you two are together."

"That was a coincidence." It really was not.

"YOU TWO KISSED!!" Chimney screamed.

There was a beat of silence in the entire station before everyone went back into their businesses

"That was a game of spin the bottle." This time, Buck didn't sound convinced himself because when that had happened, when Tommy's spin made the bottle land on him, when Tommy started crawling towards Buck, it felt good. It felt awesome to have Tommy's attention all to himself at that moment. And he wrote this off thinking he was drunk, but the kiss felt better than anything he had ever had before.

"Oh, you guys are idiots." As soon as Hen said that, the bell rung and they had to scatter. Save by the bell. Until he was pulled aside by Bobby who just told him,

"Don't listen to them. Walk at your own pace, okay?" And clapped him on the shoulder.

That day, after his shift, Tommy had messaged him if he wanted to get dinner together. Obviously Buck agreed. But as they were eating together, the usually comfortable silence was a bit weird. Maybe the conversation had finally gotten to him.

"You okay?" A deep voice snapped him out of his head.

Of course Tommy had noticed. That man noticed everything. He really was perfect. Buck wouldn't mind if he fell for him. Woah there Buckley, where the heck did that come from?

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Buck contemplated for a second before thinking, screw it. "Did you know our friends think were dating?"

"I'm sorry, what?" Tommy had an incredulous look on his face.

"Yeah, apparently we've been hanging out so much recently, they thought that there was no other explanation." Evan chuckled out.

"Well, that's obviously not the case. I enjoy hanging out with you."

"I enjoy hanging out with you too."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

They nodded and continued having their dinner that Evan prepared. Truth be told, Evan was a little disappointed. He didn't really know why, but he was.

"Not that dating you would be bad or anything." Tommy suddenly blurted out.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Dating you would be a wonderful experience, I'm sure of it. You've got an awesome job. You are an amazing cook. And not to mention, incredibly hot."

"You too. I mean, you're a literal pilot and fly for fun. You have the uncanny ability to turn straight men gay by your sheer masculinity and you've been on the firefighter calendar like several times in a row."

Oh. Oh.

"We've been dating this whole time haven't we?" Tommy finally spoke after a long time.

"I guess." Buck shrugged.

"Evan, can I kiss you?" The flashback from the spin the bottle night started and suddenly all Buck could think about was Tommy's lips on his.

"Yes, please."

If Evan thought the first kiss was great, this was better. This was so much better. Tommy gently used two fingers to push up his chin and met his lips gently. Their foreheads almost met and when Tommy excruciatingly pulled away, his eyes remained closed for a second, savoring the feeling.

Evan wanted to more but Tommy refused, 'not the kind of person to put out on the first date' so currently they just cuddled on the couch. When Tommy fell asleep, he took a picture of his and Tommy's joined hands and uploaded it to the 118 group chat, only to met with one message from Bobby.

"50 bucks."

[ckret2]

I don't know if anyone has asked this already, but I really really need to know if goldilocks is gonna have any romantic development between agent powers and Bill, where Bill does feel a certain thrill for the whole dating scene. I honestly had never thought of them as a pair before, but with your fic I'm genuinely in need of any content at all where there's a certain mutual romantic/sexual tension between the two, and I really wanna know if you plan on expanding a bit on it, because after all Billford is the endgame, but idk if this is gonna be a plot point where Ford experiences jealousy (bc I'd eat up that too, honestly, anything u write makes me a bit insane) or if the manipulation is as far as we're getting with these two. Thank you for writing!!!

I'm gonna stick this one under a read more since this is the kind of plot point I don't mind spoiling, but that some readers might not want to have spoiled.

EDIT: this sure is a hell of a post for tumblr's "move the read more down one paragraph before posting without telling you" bug to kick in. Fixed.

Powers is gonna pop back in and out of the plot for the rest of the fic, the fake dating will continue, and it's possible they might hook up more than once idk yet that's the kind of minor detail that's too far out for me to have plotted yet; but, the emotions are gonna be pretty much one-sided.

Bill does find a few things he actually likes about Powers (he appreciates a human who yearns to Solve The Mysteries), but in the grand scheme of things, it's like finding a gold watch in a parking lot. It doesn't make you wanna buy the whole parking lot. To Bill, Powers has more dealbreakers than positive traits. (Like... working for the government, for starters.)

And he'll be quite happy to hook up with him, but not due to any attraction to Powers himself; Bill's just turned on by other people being attracted to him. Powers is a warm body that offers Bill attention and physical pleasure, and 90% of the time attention & pleasure is all Bill wants out of people. (The other 10% of the time he wants a portal.)

So there's gonna be like... a cold-hearted femme fatale vs naive rival spy type dynamic here. There's some kinda tension, it gets steamy, but plot twist the femme fatale felt nothing for the spy the whole time. Except it's not a plot twist because we're following Bill's POV instead of Powers's so it's not a surprise.

Ford knows Bill too well to be jealous over somebody Bill's manipulating; and he doesn't strike me as the kind of guy who gets jealous over physical intimacy. Bill could bang half the town and Ford wouldn't get jealous until he hears that Bill's been helping someone out on their quantum physics doctoral thesis. He maybe gets jealous over emotional intimacy, but he definitely gets jealous over intellectual intimacy.

(Like,, the one time in the fic so far that he's gotten jealous—not even in a romantic sense, just in general!—is when he saw Bill playing chess with Mabel. Bill playing chess with a kid gets Ford more jealous than Bill banging an utterly smitten suitor and that tells you everything you need to know about Ford's priorities.)

If anything, he actually pities Powers because he knows the guy's getting used and doesn't deserve it.

There is someone else later on that Ford might be getting jealous of (depending on what order events end up happening in—i.e., whether it's still going on AND whether Ford knows about it once his emotions start to turn), but that character hasn't been introduced yet.

There's also someone Bill might be getting jealous of depending on whether I find a way to work them into the plot. I hope I do, I've got a couple killer scenes in mind for them.

[crazyyluvr]

Heyy I was wondering if I could request a Sirius x Lily's older brother that plays drums fic? Like Lily brings the Marauders to his band's show and Sirius is instantly in love with him. Sirius is like "who is that?" and Lily's like 'bruh that's my brother he literally goes to school with us'. Also can the reader be ravenclaw? Thank you broski 🙏

Drummers are Hot.

I'm so sorry it took so long to finish this, but thank you for requesting!! <33

summary: Sirius fawning over a boy in a band that's older, sweeter, and wayyy hotter than him.

Sirius Black x male!drummer!reader

1.8k words :: not proofread

Sirius always dressed to impress.

No matter what occasion, he would pour all his effort into making sure that he looked amazing, that his clothes and his form would capture the attention of both guys and girls alike in every room he enters.

He liked the attention, as simple as that.

However, the moment he entered the Great Hall, it was like one of the concerts Remus talked about that were normally held among the Muggles; lights flashed everywhere, the benches were pushed into the far corners of the hall to give way to people standing in front. No one paid him any mind once he stepped into the Great Hall because they were all wrapped up in their own thing as they danced and sung to the pre-recorded song playing in some invisible speakers.

"I kind of regret agreeing to go here now," Peter said, his voice sounding like a murmur over the noise in the room.

James patted him harshly in the shoulder. "C'mon Wormtail, live a little! It's gonna be a nice way to end the year if you just let loose!"

And with that, James departed with their group to find his girlfriend.

"I wonder when the band will perform," Sirius said to Remus, having to nearly shout to be heard.

Remus glanced at his watch. "I think in a few minutes." He looked up and gestured at the stage. "They're doing their soundcheck."

Sirius followed his gaze and saw three students fussing over gadgets set on the stage that was put up for this final occasion.

Lily was the one who had encouraged the Marauders to attend the end-of-school party that the seventh-years were hosting. It wasn't really a common occurrence, since their past seniors were always too busy with NEWTs and preparing for their life outside of Hogwarts to host anything good.

Lily specifically told Sirius to go because:

"I'm sure you'll enjoy watching them."

Sirius let out a huff.

So far, I'm not seeing anything special, Red.

But Sirius knew better than to judge just by first appearances, so he decided to mingle around with some classmates as he made his way to Lily and James, who were close to the stage up front. Remus followed behind, with Peter getting caught up in the crowd.

"What's got you so interested in this band, Red?" Sirius asked when he was close enough to Lily and her friends.

Marlene let out a laugh. "They're hot."

Dorcas clicked her tongue. "You say that when you have me as a girlfriend, right here. Ouch."

Marlene laughed again and placed a chaste kiss on Dorcas's cheek. "I love you Dor, but I say they're hot in the nicest, most platonic way possible."

Sirius opened his mouth to reply, but the lights in the Great Hall dimmed, encompassing everyone in almost complete darkness. Sirius was confused, but the students around him cheered in anticipation.

Then the lights came back on, and there were people back on the stage, each holding different instruments and wearing different styles of clothing that suited all of them.

The one in the middle holding a guitar spoke into the mic. "Thank you so much for coming to our end-of-the-year event. As you know, most of us are seventh-years," he gestured to the other members with him, "and we decided to end this year on the stage performing for you all."

The crowd cheered, the flashing lights accentuating their excitement.

"Before we start performing, I wanted to introduce ourselves before you all get too wasted to remember our names." His words made chuckles ripple through the sea of students.

One by one, the members of the band were introduced, roars deafening Sirius as boys and girls alike shouted professions of love for their chosen member.

"And, the crowd favorite and our youngest member, our drummer!" The guitarist gestured behind him, stepping aside to give everyone a proper view of the drummer.

Sirius squinted a bit to see through the raised hands in the crowd, but his eyes promptly widened when his gaze landed on him. You.

You did a short sequence on the drums, raising your hands to wave at the crowd with a lopsided smile on your face.

"Holy shit." He couldn't stop himself from speaking.

Marlene was quick to guffaw at his awestruck reaction. "I told ya they were hot! The drummer especially!"

"Who is he?!" He asked.

Lily heard his question and turned to answer him with a mischievous smile on her face. "That's my older brother!" She replied.

Sirius did a double take at that. "You have a brother? Since when??!"

"Since I was born," Lily grinned, her quick wit still not failing her in the five years he's known her.

Sirius never got to say anything back before the band started playing their song. All of them were pretty good at their respective instruments, but Sirius's eyes were glued onto you. You were at the back of the band, not as seen as the others that stood in front of you, but every time Sirius could get a proper glance at you, he couldn't help but think, how does someone look so gorgeous when playing the drums?

Let's just say, you two never held a proper conversation that night, but when you made eye contact with him despite the flashing lights and the jumping crowd, the smile you gave him ensnared him in your trap.

He was entranced by you.

—————

It was a whole summer before he saw you again.

He spent his time in hell — ahem, with his family wondering more and more about you, even going as far as to asking Regulus if he knew you.

Surprisingly, he's heard of you; you were going to be a seventh year when they would come back to school. You were the only younger one in your band of graduates. You were Ravenclaw. And you were Lily's brother.

The wait to return to Hogwarts was damn near unbearable. Sirius not only wanted to get out of his house and see his friends again, but he also made it his personal mission to become friends with you — maybe even more if you'd let it.

"Hey Red," he greeted Lily fondly, pulling her into a friendly hug and breaking away. "Where's your brother?"

Lily rose an eyebrow at his question, already sort of understanding what was happening with him. "He's at the compartments towards the end of the train," she replied, watching in amusement as Sirius's head bowed down in defeat, like how a dog would when sad.

"Does Pads miss his crush?" James teased as they departed from the girls to go to their own compartment.

Sirius rolled his eyes, ignoring the feeling of his cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "Sod off, Prongs. I don't miss him."

"Sureee," James hummed, letting out a laugh when Sirius tried to elbow him but narrowly missed.

They spent most of the ride doing their usual antics, sharing stories about their summers and eating sweets from the trolley. Sirius looked out the window and saw the familiar sight of Hogwarts in the distance.

"I'm gonna go freshen up," Sirius announced, standing with a small black bag in hand as he left their compartment to head towards the bathroom so he could put on some makeup before arriving at school.

Once he reached the bathroom, he goes to grab the handle, but the door shoots open, hitting his hand and making Sirius curse and wince.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," the person on the other side of the door said frantically, approaching him and grasping his hand, the pads of his fingers rubbing across the surface of Sirius' pale skin as if to soothe the pain away.

Sirius was about to snap and pull his hand back until he saw the face of the person holding it.

It was Lily's older brother. You.

You looked different from the concert he last saw you in the previous year. You were a bit taller, your hair was different, but you had the same soft gaze and overall aura.

"It's — it's alright," Sirius stammered out, ears turning pink as he realized that you were holding his hand.

"Are you sure?" You asked again, looking up at him with your brows furrowed in worry. Your genuine expression made Sirius's heart clench.

"Yeah," he said, trying for a confident smile, but it felt wobbly on his lips. "All good!"

You reluctantly let the matter go, along with his hand. Sirius was already missing the warmth.

"Again, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to open the door on your hand," you said.

Sirius waved your apologies away. "You're fine. It's all good," he repeated. Did I just call him fine?? What the fuck am I doing.

"Uh," you scratched the back of your head awkwardly. "You're Sirius, right? Lily's said a lot about you."

Sirius perked up at that. "Really? What did she say?" He asked.

You smiled. "A lot of good things, like how you keep her safe from the students who discriminate her. Thank you for that, by the way."

"It's no problem," Sirius said. He acted cool, but in the inside, he was soaring. You knew him as a good friend to your sister. That was a good impression, right?

"Ah — speaking of, I never caught your name," Sirius said. Of course he knew who you were, but he wanted to keep speaking to you.

"Oh! Right," You reached out your hand and said your name. "I'm Lily's brother. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Sirius."

"Likewise!" Sirius grinned and shook your hand. He reveled in the size difference, your hand a bit bigger than his and a lot warmer. He could feel callouses on your skin, undoubtedly from playing drums as well as you did.

The moment ended too soon for Sirius's liking as you slid your hand out of his grip. "I better get back," you said, jabbing your thumb behind you. "And you should probably use the bathroom already before people start rushing here."

"Ah." Sirius almost completely forgot that he went here to retouch his makeup. "Right."

"I'll see you around, then," you said, waving at him before turning around and leaving to go back to your classmates.

Sirius hurriedly entered the bathroom and buried his face in his hands that already kind of smelled like you. They did good in muffling his flustered screams as he fought to regain his composure before finally focusing on his makeup.

You had one last year in this school, which meant one last year for Sirius to get to properly know you before the chances to talk to you dwindle into little to none once you graduate and inevitably find a job.

One last year to make you see Sirius as not just your sister's protector, or as a new friend, but maybe as something more.

[tchtokyo]

141's Princess (Someone is flirting with Kyle?)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Soap can vouche for the following information, as someone that befriended Gaz the moment he laid eyes on him and who knows almost every deep secret.

Kyle Gaz Garrick doesn't know when people are flirting with him.

Soap knows that this is a fact, an historical one at that, because the scott was victim of such condition. It took soap saying directly that he was flriting with Gaz for 1) the man understand the situation 2) for gaz to flirt back. After that, he found out that Gaz is very good at flirting and amazing at dirty talking.

Anyways, it's more like Gaz thinks that people won't flirt with him from the start, like he knows he's not like soap, funny and sociable, he's quieter likes alone time and prefers to be in the background. Gaz became a source of quiet for soap when he needed, a silent support for Price in anxious times, and a sleep partner for Ghost when his insomnia was at it's worse. Gaz was a pillar in their little relationship and someone they treasure any time they can.

No one flirts with Gaz, and so the 141 didn't even phantom that such thing would happen, they were secure - not only because of Gaz lack of flirt detector, but because gaz was their little treasure - that no kind of that action was needed.

On this day, soap was baffled. He was siting next to price in the mess hall, food eaten just waiting for the older man to finish, they were with gaz but the man had something to do so he left early. He looked towards the entrance of the mess, squinted his eyes and-

Was that someone flirting with Gaz?

Soap was the person with the most knowledge of flirting, so he was not mistaken in his hypothesis. No, that was a man ready to use all his cards on the oblivious and polite sergeant that was his Gaz.

"Hey, Cap" Soap nudge the olders arm, making him almost choke on his food, that earned him a glare from Price, but that wasn't important "sorry! But someone is flirting with your baby" Soap said while pointing to the entrance.

"Wha-" Price looked at the entrance and there, lo and behold, a visiting sergeant that price should really know the name but doesn't remember, is standing way too close to his baby (yes, Kyle is always gonna be his baby) with a smirk, dark eyes and hands way too touchy, trying to flirt with Gaz the best he could. However, Gaz was just standing there, hands to himself polite smile that did not reach his eyes "he doesn't even realize that he's flirting with him."

"Cap, please, I told him his ass was a dessert that I wanted to taste and he said thank you, I had to tell him I was trying to flirt with him."

Price shrugs "that settles it. GAZ, COME HERE." Price called out to the sergeant, who politely excused himself from the other man to the table.

"Yes, sir?" Gaz asked sitting on the chair next to the captain, who then pulled him flush against his side.

"I was just saving you from the excessive flirting over there."

Gaz made a confused sound "flirting? Sergeant Williams wasn't flirting with me."

Both Price and Soap blinked once, twice at him, disbelief written all over their faces "aye, Gaz, kitty, you telling me that you think he was being nice out of his own violation and not chasing that ass?"

"Jesus Soap not everyone is as horny as you. And yes he was being nice, he was asking some questions about our training method and how we teach the rookies."

Price raised a brow "and the smirk, lip licking, lidded eyes, hands on your arms didn't give it away?"

"What? Soap was and is like that too! He might have been a very touchy person!"

"Gaz I was trying to get into your pants, and I'm still actively doing that"

Gaz huff and stood "you are being ridiculous! He's just being friendly! Besides he probably wants Soap and not me! Anyways, I have to go, see you on movie night in Price's room."

"We gonna have a movie night?"

"NOW WE WILL!" Gaz answered back already out of the mess hall.

Price and Soap sat there for a while, reliving that interaction that left them hopeless and amazed. Sometimes, it didn't settle on them that Gaz was oblivious to an unreachable level, but when this kind of things happened they realized all over again and celebrate their milestones because how did they snatched such oblvious prick as their boyfriend?

"That was interesting."

"Ye know what's gonna be interesting?" Soap asked, standing from his chair. Price tilted his head in answer and the scott continued "when Ghost sees that dude flirting with Gaz."

Ah. That. They forgot about that.

[jinwoosbabyboo]

EEEEE I LOVE YOUR WEITING AND THOUGHTS AND SELF SO MUCH!!!! <3333 so, I'm curious....about what you think about the fact that mc had to be killed multiple times in this time line...when she was a child...that's darker than a usual ask sorry but I can't stop thinking it. Do you think the lads know about it? Cause I suspect that Caleb definitely does, and some how I also think Raphel does too 😬

And if they didnt...how would they react?? Cause I forget if mc knows or not but she's much too chill for her situation like......ma'am......

You're gonna make me blush ☺️🩵 I had a day from hell yesterday and it rolled over into today a little which is why I wanted to just talk to you guys and this made my day better thank you nonnie

Now what do I think.....

I think MC being killed over and over in this timeline is insane bro especially as a child when they were experimenting on her and realized she could die and come back with no memory. I've always thought child experimentation is insane because why are you doing that to a child? My mother actually allowed doctors to study me consistently from the age of 6-17 (they paid her for it) so I've been poked and prodded for a good chunk of my life and it's not fun. I've had so many mri scans, X-rays, needles, treatments, and tests run on me I actually hate hospitals now. I wasn't even sick and I still to this day don't know what they were studying. The only reason they stopped is because I turned 18 and could make my own medical decisions. I could go on and on telling yall what they did to me, but lets not go down that rabbit hole.

Do I think the lads men know?

Caleb - ABSOLUTELY

Caleb definitely remembers everything and im a firm believer this is why he's messed up in the head. He probably watched her forget him time and time again meanwhile he's also being experimented on and those scientists probably pushed him to the brink of death to see if he was like MC. Im sure he's pissed about it which is why he is hell bent on keeping her safe and I commend him for that his love is from a pure place even if he has trouble expressing it

Xavier - ABSOLUTELY

Thats his whole premise of trying to save MC because he's had to watch her be sacrificed to Philos which is why he doesn't have a good relationship with his dad and also why he doesn't want to be king. He literally will let his planet die to save his baby.

Rafayel - YUMP 100%

He's made comments to MC about her bad memory and how she's forgetting something, but he keeps coming back to make her fall in love with him over and over because he physically, emotionally and mentally can't go against her. He's a lemurian they live and die for love I understand why he cries when he's alone my shayla ☹️

Sylus - DEFINITELY

Sylus has his soul is tied to hers I feel like he might've felt her die over and over throughout the years and he was definitely hurt bad when the shopkeeper told him she was disgusted/afraid of him when they finally met again

Zayne - Im not sure actually

I feel like Zayne knows something, but just isn't saying anything because in the 'gift' option for him when he gives mc the jasmine made of ice it feels like he's trying to ask her "are you having dreams of another life like me?"

If they didn't know....

The crash outs - Xavier & Caleb The silent assassin's - Sylus & Rafayel The one that tries to find a way to cope - Zayne

Side note: MC is chill about her situation because she don't know shit literally sis has no memory of shit

[omgfangirlland]

Btw I did great on the exams I A++ them

So question, About Dami and perhaps Jon, is there gonna be a 'healthy' relationship between them? Is Damian gonna pursue a relationship with Reader? Is he gonna be 'nice' ? I need to know

Plus points if Jon is dragged along (I just love the cinnamon roll he is)

Or so, how do you plan their relationship to be.

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Thing number two, about the chap 15 sneak peak about Dick, I gotta know if there's gonna be beef between the Grayson's as in Dick vs Mark, is our big old bro Mark gonna get mad? Jealous even?, that some random dude that put his baby sister aside is claiming to be biologically related to their sister? Or what did you exactly meant by the sneak peak..... It's About Dick right? Or I'm getting lost?

(I'm just to invested)

-your favorite Nameless💜 Anon

OMG IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU, GOOD JOB!!!!

Well- he'll definitely go out of his way to meet reader, and Damian will be nicer, he's not the same "I need to prove my worth via killing anyone who stands in my way" 10 year old, the boy is going to be 16-17, and Jon will definitely make more appearances. Will it be healthy? We'll live and we'll see :))) dami/jon romance wise, I honestly haven't thought. It'll be a slow happening in the story as a bg thing if I decide to go that route. I feel like they rub off on each other, right? Dami became softer to others and learning to voice his feelings in a better way because of Jon and Jon growing a backbone and more sarcastic due to Damian- I strongly imagine Damian as a morticia/gomez type of lover so the obsessive love is already there. Hmm, hmhmhm, thoughts to consider further.

Yeah, Jason is the one! It's okay, no worries, it happens 💚 oh, Mark and Dick will have mad beef(trying not to spoil stuff very much cuz I have this thing somewhat planned out but eveytime someone asks I am so close, fighting demons, cuz I'm excited to tell :))) ) like just from what batsis told Debbie, Nolan and Mark, they already have this superiority over the bats, they're the better family, the better Grayson, this other Grayson barging in trying to take you? Trying to fix what he fucked up?

Mark is becoming a rabid ankle bitter, and Debbie is debating buying a gun. Nolan is just waiting in the shadows. Not to murder, nah, that's the old him. He wants to do psychological damage now. Oliver would be too small for a while, but he'll remember.

Mark will see a glimpse of the man and immediately remembers every little thing Dick did, every event of batsis he missed. Dick breathes too much in your direction? "Oh, remember her high-school graduation party? It was so beautiful, all the family and her friends gathered and she was smiling so much- oh. Wait, right, you weren't even present at her kindergarten graduation." Mark will become a menace, specifically to Dick.

Thank you for reading my story 😭💚 take care, and I hope to see you grace my inbox again 💚💚💚

[carmenized-onions]

It’s been a little while since you’ve posted on here so I hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself!!! 💖

my darling loves, I'm so sorry

I'VE BEEN SO EMBARRASSED. I HAVEN'T WANTED TO SHOW MY FACE AROUND THIS TOWN BECAUSE I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SHOW FOR MYSELF AFTER TAKING SUCH A LONG TIME AWAY FROM YOU ALL.

I've been. violently busy. in a good way, mostly. One of my jobs is the best job in the world and the other one is such a bitch it makes me scream every day forever.

but i'm also spending time with friends and enjoying life !

My mom also finished her last chemo appointment just a few weeks ago!!! YIPEEE!!!! Her CT Scans look GOOD!! so no chemo for the foreseeable future. She's unfortunately got the type of cancer that doesn't go away, but at the very least, it's MANAGEABLE. And that's a huge win. I'm very very grateful.

I ALSO FOUND A THERAPIST!!! gone to 2 sessions so far. every session she uncovers a new fucked up facet of me and honestly, can anyone else relate to this, it's sort of nice for someone else to look at your life and go like "oh wow. oh wow there's like. there's like so much here." like it feels good to think oh hurray. i'm not crazy. life IS fucked!

MY BROTHER MOVED!!! this took up a lot of my time, honestly. i love him and my nephew and my sister in law dearly. so i spent a long time making their gifts. i'm silly.

OUR CAT GOT SICK!!! HE'S GOT PEE CRYSTALS CAUSE HE'S OLD!!!!! HE'S DOING OKAY NOW THOUGH!! HIS STUPID URINARY FOOD IS SO EXPENSIVE THOUGH!!!

ANYWAYS. those are my major life updates right. So what's with the no chapter happening??

i. hated. the draft i'm working on so much. that i didn't work on it for like. a month.

and then in a haze. i left myself this voice to text note in my notes app as i was falling asleep one night.

then i hated that too. a week passes. perhaps two, actually.

i finally gain the courage one night to read my draft over.

it's actually not bad at all

it's actually pretty good

some scenes definitely need reworking but that's because i need to fully realize some character feelings

I just had really intense writers' block and fatigue, honestly. But i'm finally writing and EXCITED about it, again. I'm pulling that shit up on my commute and writing whenever i can. which makes me really happy. i was not loving the way it felt like a chore, for a minute there.

that said.

100% going to be more realistic with this chapter waiting timeline, and put a 'hiatus' or some sort of 'delays' tracker on my landing page. cause like. i keep saying check back in 2 weeks. and that's not fair to me or you girl. let's keep it real.

i think we're like.... hm... 50-60% there. (i'll update my landing the day after this post, it's late and i'm eepy)

i MIGHT write some blurbs in the mean time, it really depends. i keep having ideas and then they blink out of existence. perhaps send ideas. i might do something with them.

BUT YES I AM OKAY AND ALIVE. My silence came from a LOT of life stuff getting in the way and also a lot of honestly embarrassment. i hate coming out here over and over and being like haha. i've got nothing <3

but i know that y'all will understand, and i need to trust in y'all's patience more. and i'm GONNA!!!

gonna try to start up my 'answering one ask a day' trend again. except wednesdays. i work late on wednesdays so fuck that. but perhaps all the other days you'll hear from me.

alright. i'm going to shut up now. was any of this coherent? i don't know. thank you for listening!! i missed you dearly!!

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What do you think has been the most telling lyric from each of Taylor's albums? Not necessarily the best summary of the album, but the most honest blurt out.

Like I'd say "We're happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time" is a great line to summarise Red, but the most telling lyric imo would be something like "I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it"

Anon, this is SUCH a good question!!! I love it!!! I loved it so much I've been thinking about it all day since I first saw the ask this morning! This is totally my jam but it definitely required some thought, which was hard to do between work and the plague eating away at my brain right now.

Debut: "And you're tied together with a smile, but you're coming undone."

Fearless: "'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them." Not just when you're fifteen.

Speak Now: "Wish I'd never grown up."

Red: I completely agree with "I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it." If we're including the vault tracks in hindsight, I think "will you still want me when I'm nothing new?" may be a close second.

1989: "The water filled my lungs, I screamed so loud but no one heard a thing." I think "If they call me a slut, you know it might be worth it for once" is also a close second.

Reputation: "It was the great escape, the prison break, the light of freedom on my face / But you weren't thinking and I was just drinking," although I concede that that one is slightly fictionalized. So if we're going with more overtly diaristic lines... "And I know I make the same mistakes every time / Bridges burn, I never learn / At least I did one thing right."

Lover: "And I cut off my nose just to spite my face / Then I hate my reflection for years and years."

Folklore: "Pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could've followed my fears all the way down."

Evermore: "And I was catching my breath, barefoot in the wildest winter catching my death / And I couldn't be sure, I had a feeling so peculiar that this pain would be forevermore." I've actually got a few other considerations for evermore but it's going to be too long and in the weeds.

Midnights: This one was really tough because there are a few excellent options but I think, "You wouldn't take my word for it if you knew who was talking" might take it, although "When my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the people I've ghosted stand there in the room" is a close runner-up.

TTPD: This one I think is impossible to nail down lol. I'm going to ultimately say "I dreamed about it in the dark the night I felt like I might die." Because I think that's probably the most all-encompassing of the album as a whole and the experiences she had. But "She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond her years everything had been above board, she wasn't sure" I think almost tops it because I think it recontextualizes not just the events of TTPD but sooooooo much of her discography in a way that feels like a watershed moment in her understanding of herself. Also "Don't want money, just someone who wants my company" because it also explains a lot.

This was awesome anon! Thank you!

[zolo-san]

Love your thoughts on Law 🥰👌. I'd love to hear your thoughts on Sanji and women. Is he really a pervert? Why does he claim that women need to be treated with respect but goes crazy for their boobs every time he sees them? 🤔

Okay, Okay so I actually do have a lot of thought/opinions about Sanji and his view/treatment of women~ (gonna put think in a read more because otherwise this post is gonna be so long lol) Also, I just want to say, thank you so much for asking anon, I'm always looking for an excuse to ramble on about my One Piece character thoughts (And I'm glad you liked my thoughts on Law!!!)

Oda and Toei's Writing and it's Effect on Sanji's Character

In order to fully discuss this topic, we have to get a little more meta about it all and acknowledge Oda as a writer as well as common Anime/Manga tropes and gags and Anime filler to pad run-times

Sanji going crazy over women and tending to have over the top and often perverted reactions to them is very much a result of a common trope in Anime/Manga - It's meant to be a gag and not taken too seriously (Tho imo, that gag gets quite tired and escalates over time throughout the OP series) We see the same gag with Brook - it's normally not meant to be a defining character trait or something that's seen as harmful/predatory, it's realistically just a dumb (honestly immature) joke The pervert gag/trope has never been one I care for but alas, I choose to consume a type of media that is primarily written by men who think that type of thing is funny~ (I will give Oda a bit of a break since he started writing One Piece when he was in hi early 20s, so he was still pretty immature himself) I do think, however, that Toei is very responsible for some to the more obnoxious "Sanji pervert" moments Yes, Oda does write a good amount of them, but the writers for the anime will often take the joke and run with it to buy them some time and stretch out an episode (We see this a lot with the whole "Usopp is a coward bit" too) If you're not aware, a lot of anime of current, on-going, manga series will often add a lot of filler and gags to fill up their episode run time They do this for two main reason: The first being to swap off animation teams or give the main team more time (often times filler episodes are animated by a different team than the main story episodes) and the second being a way to give the mangaka time to write more chapters and insure that the anime doesn't catch up to the manga too quickly (both giving animation teams a break/more time to animate and giving time for more chapters to be written is also a huge factor in why shows go on hiatus as well) That being said, dumb gags like "Sanji's a pervert" and "Usopp is a coward" are very easy ways for the animation team to waste time in an episode (I would also like to point out that some of the more egregiously perverted shots and moments in general are really just a choice by the Toei animators and I have some beef with that, but we're not gonna get into that right now)

Now, I truly believe that a lot of Sanji's more perverted behavior when it comes to women is not truly meant to be a defining character trait I think this because when we first meet Sanji and right up until about Thriller Bark, his behavior around women is fairly harmless and more of an admiration and appreciation (I'm also talking about his cannon behavior that is seen in the manga, not the additions from Toei) Thriller Bark is the first time that we truly see Sanji say something that implies him to be a real pervert when he talks about how ever since he was a kid he became obsessed with the Suke Suke no Mi so he could sneak into a women's bath house and spy on them naked This is truly the beginning of, as my sister's fiance likes to call it, "The Sanji Character Assassination" While this addition is very 🙄, to me and feels a bit out of character from everything we've seen and known about how Sanji really thinks and acts around women, I can't help but feel like this and a lot of the following "Sanji Pervert" moments are mostly a result of Oda running the joke too long and finding a dumb joke a bit too funny

I truly fear sometimes, when it comes to Sanji and women, that Oda has lost the plot~

but I still stand by it all being a gag and not really meant to be a defining character trait or Sanji's real feelings While yes, we often see Sanji act a bit perverted at times, when push comes to shove and Sanji has to act, regarding a woman in any way that is actually plot relevant, he tends to drop the "pervert" persona and return back to what I feel is his true feelings towards women

Sanji's Real Feeling about Women

When we're first introduced to Sanji he's shown as a guy who has a great appreciation for women He treats them nice, pampering them, he talks about how beautiful and wonderful and graceful all women are He puts them up on a pedestal, but he also sees women as complex people We see this first with his reaction to Nami leaving and "betraying" the crew when it comes to Arlong park While he does swoon over Nami, he also doesn't hold her actions against her because he believes that she must have her reasons for doing what she did and he's proven right when Nojiko tells them about Nami's past (Something that Sanji is very sympathetic towards - he immediately recognizes her suffering and sees it as a valid reason for her actions) This same behavior is seen again with Robin during Water 7 Even though Robin tries everything she can do to get Sanji to hate her and leave her be, he refuses because he believes Robin to be a good person who must have her reasons for acting this was and correctly assumes that she must be being backed into a corner somehow Sanji forgives a lot of women throughout the series who act in ways that would push most people away or most people would see as unforgivable because he recognizes that most women don't have a choice He recognizes that women, in general, are not treated equally to men and that as a result they don't have as much freedom or self agency as men in the world And I think that's something that Sanji can relate to I think he truly understand how it feels to not have control over what happens to you and what you can and can't do He grew up (partly) in Germa after all...

I think that Sanji sees women as strong and brave while still being gentle and kind And I think he truly hates how often they suffer oppression and mistreatment And this is a major contributing factor to his over the top nice treatment and pampering of women Sanji sees the unjust treatment of women around him - people he views as so naturally good and kind - and he wants nothing more than to be able to do something to stop that mistreatment and he does so by trying to protect them at all costs, including refusing to ever hit a woman A lot of people give Sanji shit for this character trait, but I think it's much more complicated than him seeing women as "weaker" than men I can't help but feel that it's more motivated by a refusal to add to a woman's suffering

I also think there's an interesting conversation to be had when it comes to Sanji and "feminism" compared to other characters like Zoro or Luffy It feels like a gag when Sanji gets pissed at Zoro for fighting women, but I think there's something there~ A perfect example is the first time Zoro fight Tashigi in Louguetown and Sanji gets SUPER pissed about it He accuses Zoro of being disrespectful of Tashigi as a woman because he's fighting her, but I think Zoro sees his choice to fight her as just the opposite And I think a lot of that has a lot to do with the women in their lives that shaped them For Zoro, one of the most important and influential people in his life growing up was Kuina And I truly think that her not only being a better swordsman than Zoro, but telling him about her dream and the fact that she didn't think that she'd ever be able to achieve it due to being a woman really affected him and the way he sees woman and how they should be treated Kuina was someone Zoro deeply respected and I think he hated that the world made her feel that she was inadequate and unable to achieve her dream just because of her biological sex I think this felt like a great injustice to Zoro and he wanted to prove her wrong So while Sanji sees fighting a woman as disrespectful, I think Zoro would see not fighting a woman as disrespectful and an insult to Kuina's memory (I could go on about Zoro meeting women as his equal is further supported by many fights he has, including his later refusal to "help" Tashigi during Punk Hazard, but that's a different rant for a different day lol)

In a similar way to Zoro, Luffy also treats women as complete equals He doesn't discriminate He just sees them as people, choosing to fight them when necessary, befriend them if he feels it's right, and never putting them above or below himself And just like with Zoro, Sanji had scolded Luffy multiple times for fighting women because Sanji just doesn't see it that way

And I think that all of this: Sanji putting women up on a pedestal, wanting to protect them, refusing to fight them, viewing them as both angelic, but also complex people all goes back to the influential women in Sanji's early life

Sanji, Sora, and Reiju

*I'm going to give a quick disclaimer at the top of this part because I literally just started Whole Cake, so most of my knowledge here comes from bits and pieces that I've learned/picked up about Sanji's backstory and family (I'm not someone who seeks out spoilers, but I exist on the internet and have obviously learned spoilers for Whole Cake and Sanji's backstory/family)

For Sanji, two of the most influential women in his early life were his mother and sister And I think that they had a great impact on how he views women in general

Sora was clearly one of the few people in Sanji's life in The Germa Kingdom who truly loved him She loved him from before he was born to the point that she risked her own life for him She went out of her way to encourage Sanji to be a kind and caring person and follow his dreams even though that was something that she would never get to do herself She was such a good a caring figure in Sanji's life and I truly think that she is the main reason why Sanji believes women to be naturally good and caring people Sanji sees his mother in all women even if it's to his own detriment

Reiju also had a very big and interesting impact on Sanji as a kid She was never anywhere near as kind to him as his mother, but she still reached out a had to him and was the most caring of all of his siblings Despite how she really felt about it, however, just like Sora, Reiju was trapped She was unable to escape her family or her upbringing, she was forced to become what was expected of her and to, at the vert least, assimilate into the family in order to survive And I think that it is because of Reiju that Sanji has the belief that women are complicated people He saw his sister, who was clearly a good person at heart, forced to act a certain way and abide behaviors she clearly did not agree with simply to protect herself She was forced to act and become what their father and brothers made her for her own safety She didn't have the strength or will to defy them, but despite all that she still found kindness for Sanji in her own way Reiju was far from perfect, but she did what she could manage and I think that meant a lot to Sanji and made him very aware of how often women are forced into a corner like his sister and mother were

And I truly think this is why in Dressrosa, Sanji is so willing to first help and then later forgive and continue helping Viola even after everything she does to him I think Sanji sees his sister in Viola and would do anything and endure anything to help a woman in such a terrible situation like that Yes, when Sanji first sees Viola and swoons over her, it feels like the "woman crazy" Sanji gag, but as things develop it's clear that Sanji very genuinely wants to help her He sees a woman who is clearly trapped and asking for help and he can't refuse her Then once she betrays him, he's still unwilling to believe that she isn't still trapped, he saw genuine good in her and a genuine call for help (just like he saw in his sister all those years back) and this time he can actual do something about it

So yes, while there are for sure some real moments where Sanji seems like he's just a little horny pervert when it comes to women, but I think there is a lot of evidence that that is not his real feelings toward women and more of an overplayed, and frankly out of hand, gag

Even if you look at moments like when Sanji is in Nami's body during Punk Hazard While yes, Sanji does initially have the pervert response of "Ohhh!!! Boobs!!" I think that the more notable moments are when he stops and considers how he needs to be careful in Nami's body (he's the only one involved in the body swaps that really does this too - rip Chopper, Franky really fucked him up lol) Despite his obvious anxiety, he refrains from smoking until Nami gives him permission He makes an effort not to get Nami's body injured in combat And even considers and how fighting in his normal way and using techniques that his body is accustom to would probably hurt Nami and tries to avoid it when possible (tho he does push Nami athletically to a degree that makes it clear that she's much more physically capable then I think even she realizes lol) I personally feel that the moments that Sanji is considerate and respectful of Nami's body far out weigh the moments when he's not (He's also far nicer to Nami's body than she is to his lol)

To summarize, I don't think that Sanji is just a pervert, I think Oda just thinks the pervert joke is funny~ There's much more evidence (especially during character defining moments for Sanji) that Sanji has a deep respect for women He appreciates their beauty and believes them to be good and kind All he wants is to be able to protect them, especially now that he is actually capable of doing so He understand the inequality, injustice, and oppression that a lot of women face and understands that in part due to all that, many women must act in ways that seem, on the surface, to be unforgivable He sees women as complex people who often times have to make difficult decisions for the good of themselves and others and Sanji gives them grace for that

[kj-beastboy]

Hell yeah dude congrats on the mini human!!! If you’re craving chocolate chip cookies, brownies etc but don’t want to worry about a messy kitchen after, there’s a few ways to make single servings in a mug in the microwave and a few of them don’t use egg if you’re worried about things like salmonella and any other health concerns that come with not using a conventional oven. Also, if you REALLY want another layer of protection, heat treating flour can kill a lot of harmful stuff as well for extra peace of mind. Either spread a thin layer on a cooking sheet and bake at ≈150°C (converted from freedom units lol) for 10 minutes, or you can nuke a bowl of it in the microwave for 30 second intervals, stirring occasionally.

I know when my mom was having my sister years ago, she had to be careful about things that were normally okay before and my dad would take a couple extra precautions when cooking for us.

I’ve also seen packets of Betty Crocker mix in stores marketed as “(X) in a mug” (the blueberry muffins are my favorite personally)

They’re marketed as just “Mug Treats” and so far I’ve seen one with Hot Fudge Brownie, one with Soft Chocolate Chip Cookie, and another with Funfetti.

Whew, sorry for the yapping 😅 I just remembered you mentioned craving chocolate and sweets so I thought I’d share with the class in case you wanted baked goods quickly and without all the mess afterwards.

Congrats again on the pregnancy, and don’t let the bastards get you down👏 you’re doing awesome

THANK YOU this is godsent, omg🙏🏻😭💗

I'll share it for everyone who's also pregnant or just hungry for no reason🫡 this is amazing and easy (and I'm a great cook and baker! I love being in the kitchen) I made one a week ago and then I made 5 more (aka my own mom made them with/for me) and I said it was literally the best thing my taste buds have ever witnessed in that moment. it really hit the spot. we also threw some cherries from a jar in that bih and it's🤌🏻 chef kiss

I should have put some empty mugs around him but this still conveys an accurate picture of what my past few weeks looked like

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

More MDZS and Hollow Knight! The cool bugs I found in my backyard have started to unionize.

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