#theres a couple of these that i guess i should listen to

[top-script]

ok but like

[arsenicflame]

had a good rummage on ebay for cds i definitely should have already owned by now

[carcarrot]

i guess im being offered the job lol

[im-sleepdeprived]

Crazier • Pt. 1

pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader

a/n: this is a series ! prob 3 parts im thinking (i think im back AH), editing took me 10000 years actually so if there's something wrong PLEASE don't tell me !!! :D

warnings: umm just me not knowing anything about star wars, girls support girls<3, mentions of breakup, honestly theres nothing wrong but i think i said 'shit' like twice if you give a shit lmfao

"There's no way you actually think 'Return Of The Jedi' is better than 'The Empire Strikes Back'. Like, come on dude, it's so obvious which is better," Ned exclaimed, obviously feeling very strongly about the little debate he had currently going on with Peter. 

However, Peter couldn't have been more nonchalant. "Listen, man, I love debating with you but I know where I stand and this is where I draw the line," he shrugged.

Ned opened his mouth, no doubt to argue some more with his best friend, when his gaze shifted to you, "Hey man, maybe we should talk about something Y/N can enjoy too."

That made your head snap up from where you were just toying with the food on your tray. "Don't worry about me guys," you forced a smile, "Honestly, I love watching Ned beat you into a pulp about movies," you looked at Peter. 

Peter put on his 'sad-puppy-dog-face', "Ouch babe. You're supposed to side with me here, I'm your boyfriend after all." 

"Well, I would've sided with you if you hadn't bailed on me when we were supposed to watch the movies together the other night. If you'd been there then I would've been able to contribute to this conversation and agree with who I genuinely thought was right, which at this moment, I believe, is Ned." 

Ned grinned at you from across the table and you two high-fived while Peter just pouted some more, "I'm sorry sweetheart, I really am but y'know I had the internship."

You rolled your eyes, "Of course, I know that. At this point the surprising thing is whenever you don't have that internship," you looked at Ned, "Dude, do you know how many dates and hangouts he's canceled on me? I feel like I should be able to sue at this point. Can you sue someone for wasting your time?"

Ned winced, "Pete, I love you man, but you need to start actually acting like her boyfriend otherwise you won't be her boyfriend for much longer."

Peter's eyes widened a bit but then his face quickly turned nonchalant, "It was just a few slip-ups, don't worry about it," he threw an arm around you and pulled you in, kissing the top of your head, "but you're right, we should talk about something we'd all enjoy."

Laughing, you said, "I told you guys, I enjoy hearing you debate because Ned is always-"

Peter threw a hand up, "Don't finish that sentence. I've had enough of you two fraternizing against me for the day."

You and Ned laughed some more, "Well honestly, you two can continue your...," you waved your hands, " 'old-couple-bickering' and I can scooch down a little and go hang out with M.J.."

Peter pulled you in closer at that, "No don't leave," he muttered in your hair. 

"Yeah," Ned started, "let's talk about something else like," he trailed off, "OH, you're managing the school play next week, right? That's gotta be interesting, tell us about that."

"It's really nothing 'Manager' is really just a fun name they stuck on me. Mrs. Lightbody does most of the work."

"Oh come on," Peter said, "when you first got the part, it was all you wanted to talk about. What happened?"

you happened, you thought. It's true, you had been too excited that you'd been chosen to be in charge of everything and you couldn't wait to rant to your boyfriend about just that. That was until he basically ignored you and shook it off as nothing, running away for the stark internship. You hadn't really wanted to talk about it with anybody after that. Maybe it wasn't as cool as you'd thought it was. 

You looked down and just shrugged, "Dunno, guess I just didn't think you guys would be interested in it. You've never really shown interest in theater before."

"Well, that was before my gorgeous girlfriend was in charge. Now, go on, tell us what it's like to get a bunch of theater kids on track."

You laughed, "God it's torture. I'm convinced it's some personalized hell made for someone's eternal punishment and I do not envy them."

Peter and Ned laughed along with you, Peter saying, "Yeah I bet. We all know how much you love your control."

You gasped, eyebrows furrowing, "Peter Parker are you saying I'm a control freak?"

He held up both of his hands in surrender, "No of course not babe," he traded a glance with Ned when you weren't looking. 

"Anyway," he propped an elbow on the table, rested his head on his palm, and made a motion with his other hand, "continue."

You looked at Ned, "Are you sure I'm not boring you," you asked, shoving your hand in Peter's face when he went to argue.

"Of course not Y/N! Wild, out-of-control theater kids is a favorite subject of mine," he grinned and you huffed a laugh. 

"Fine, it's not as easy as I thought'd it be I'll say that. There's always someone way out of line, either singing songs from musicals at the top of their lungs or fighting someone else with the props. One time a kid started climbing the curtain bags and it was disastrous."

You told them all the funny stories you had from the past rehearsals and how you couldn't wait for the upcoming ones. 

"Hey these sound fun how come I haven't been to one yet," Peter asked, referring to the rehearsals. 

You scoffed, "Please Parker, you can barely make it to a date. There's no way you're gonna make it to one of these."

Peter felt a wave of guilt rush over him. He'd been leaving you hanging a lot lately. 

"I'm sorry Y/N/N, really I am. But I want to come to one of these. I want to see you doing your thing. In fact, when's the next one I'll be there," he sounded so sure of himself but you weren't. 

"Um," you hesitated, not really sure if you should answer him, "They're every other day after school until opening night. But Peter, honestly, you don't have to come I know how busy your schedule is and you barely fit in things that you need to do, I seriously doubt you have the time to voluntarily do this," you told him, refusing to get your hopes up. 

"Hey," he leaned closer to you, "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately but I promise I'm going to be there for you today."

"Peter," you said quietly not being able to meet his eyes and that alone made his heartbreak, "Don't make promises you can't keep. That never ends well."

"Hey if I said I'll be there, then I'll be there. come on, gotta have a little more faith in me than that sweetheart," he smiled a little, letting it grow into a grin when he saw your lips tugging up at the corners of your mouth. 

"Promise," you asked. 

"Promise," he confirmed, leaning in for a sweet kiss. Maybe he could really be there for you this time instead of-

Something hit the side of your face making you both turn your heads towards your other friend. You looked down to find a bunch of rolled-up napkins lying on the floor. 

"Well as glad as I am that y'all got that settled, let us remember that this is a public space," Ned said making you both laugh. 

"So it's settled, meet you in the auditorium after last period right," Peter asked you, trying to make sure he had the times correct. 

"Oh," you replied, a little shocked that he was actually doing this, "Yeah, if you're showing up then I guess so."

peter laughed, "Y/N come on, what did we just have an entire conversation about? Of course, I'm showing up."

You nodded slowly then looked towards Ned, "I didn't hit my head anywhere just a minute ago, did I?" 

Ned just shrugged, "I'm just as surprised as you are Y/N. Peter needs to step up his game and I'm sure the internship can wait an evening. After all," he gave Peter a hard look before an amused expression took over his face, "After all, what is an internship if not just running around making copies of random things and memorizing dozens of different coffee orders."

"Hey man come on, we've been over this." he nodded his head towards you and widened his eyes slightly, but you didn't notice, too busy taking a sip from your chocolate milk, "This isn't just any internship. I have to be available at every moment in case Mr. Stark decides he needs me on something."

"Mhm, whatever," Ned took a bite of his sandwich, "All I'm saying is that no matter how important it is, you need to learn to divide up your time evenly."

"Don't worry Ned, I'll be sure to sign him up for some time management classes," you said seriously, making Ned choke on his food from laughter. 

Peter sighed, one arm still resting on the table, the palm of it holding his head. his other arm tucked away under the table, hand holding yours. 

you were feeling amazing, your mood completely lifted now. Peter was finally making the first step to fix things after your many failed attempts. Things could start going back to how they were at the beginning of your relationship. sweet, caring, and mutual. 

You were so sick of feeling like this whole thing was one-sided but now things finally looked like they were turning up. 

Little did you know. 

When the day finally ended you couldn't wait. Spending time with Peter while hanging out with your new friends (somewhat, you weren't really sure but you were optimistic) seemed like it be such a good time. Almost too good to be true. 

You rushed towards your locker and gathered your stuff before shooting Peter a text that you'll just meet him in the auditorium. 

You arrived there before anyone else, which was typical, everyone would be wandering the halls with their friends for a while before making their way here. The cast and crew might mess around a bit but in the end, they were extremely passionate about what they did and you knew that in the end, the show would be amazing. They were all incredibly talented. 

little by little everyone started filing in in little groups. You searched them all for Peter but he was never a part of them. Oh well, he was probably caught up with Ned and MJ at the moment. He'll be here in a bit. 

When the majority of people were present you, reluctantly, decided you had to get things started whether Peter was here yet or not. Everyone had to start getting to work and he should be here any minute now. 

"Ok everyone, you've been wandering around long enough. Time to get started," you clapped your hands together, a clipboard held under your arm, "Noah, Jack, and Lacy we've got to start making progress on the set and I don't want paint everywhere we've had one paint fight too many," you narrowed your eyes at Noah and Jack who looked down sheepishly. It had been a mess. It'd looked as if a pride parade had thrown up all over the stage. 

"This background is our last chance and if you mess it up again we'll probably have to cancel and if that happens, I will not hesitate to unleash Lexi on you," you gestured towards the girl who glared at them and you could've sworn you saw them pale which made smile a small smile. 

You pulled out your clipboard to skim through and see what was on the agenda. "Where's our light-man," you asked and looked up. Everyone shrugged looking around until a girl, Martha, spoke, "Lenny had a teacher meeting, he's running a bit late but he'll be here."

You nodded, "Martha that reminds me, how's your mom doing with the costumes? does she have everything she needs?" 

Martha nodded quickly, "Measurements and everything. All of them should be ready a few days before the big day and she'll be here that night for any mending that might be needed." She shot you two big thumbs up. 

"Good, good, good," you muttered under your breath. You looked around at everyone and shrugged lightly, "OK so I guess everyone just rehearse your lines, get to work and we should be good for the next couple of hours."

Chatter quickly spread across the large room as everyone got together working and talking. You sat down on a seat and let out a long sigh. You tugged your phone out of your pocket and looked for a new message from Peter. There was nothing. You sent two more and added a call for good measure. He didn't pick up, it just rang all the way through. Maybe he got caught up with a teacher. Or maybe he got detention and didn't get a chance to tell you. 

You had more important things to get to and Peter would get here whenever he got the chance. He'd promised after all. So you shouldn't worry about it too much. 

You started making rounds around all the groups of working teenagers, stopping when you saw Lexi waving you over to her little group which mostly consisted of the main cast. 

You walked over to them, "And how's everything going over here? Any trouble?" They all shook their heads. 

"Actually, I think we're getting along rather well, it's a great cast you've rounded up here miss Y/L/N," Mrs. Lightbody said, making you feel extremely proud. 

"I actually wanted to talk to you," Lexi said kindly. 

"Oh? What's up, Lex." She grabbed your hand and led you a little farther away from the group, turning and shooting them a quick reassuring smile. 

Lexi was the star of the whole play, playing the main character, so you'd worked with her closely these past few weeks. She helped you with even the slightest things so you wouldn't get too stressed or anxious (she claimed you were the only sane person in the whole group and it needed to stay that way). She was undoubtedly the most excited person about the whole play and you couldn't blame her, you could already tell from just practice that she was going to do amazing. She was on the popular side where school cliques were involved, but she was always such a sweetheart. She quickly became a great friend of yours and you hoped it stayed that way even after the play and all these fun little get-togethers were over. 

"Hey, Y/N I noticed you seemed a little off before. I'm sorry if I'm out of line saying this but I just wanted to check in on you and make sure everything was okay. Anything going on? I'm always here to listen if you need to talk," she smiled one of her heartwarming smiles. 

You were a little shocked that she'd noticed, "Thanks Lex, really, but I'm fine I promise. but thank you so much for looking out for me."

she had a look on her face like she didn't believe you but she didn't push it, which you appreciated, "ok well if you decide you want to talk about I'm always around I promise," she grabbed you into a hug which you gladly accepted. she pulled away and squeezed your shoulder before heading back to the group. 

You loved her but really there was nothing wrong. Because Peter was gonna show up. Even if he hadn't answered you yet. He's gonna show up, follow you like a lost puppy, and marvel at your every move in that way of his to the point where it got annoying, and you were gonna make him swear to never come to one of these again. To which he would pout and give you puppy-dog eyes and you'd both forget whatever it was you'd said. 

He had to come. otherwise, you might seriously start considering Ned's words from earlier. or you won't be her boyfriend for much longer. 

Peter had to show up because maybe your whole relationship was on the line. 

An hour of a bunch of nonsense arguing passed until you finally heard the press of the large auditorium doors opening up. 

Your heart flew when you saw the large mess of brunette curls turned to close the doors. however, your hope quickly deflated as soon as the figure turned around. it was just Lenny the light-man. 

"Lenny, great. I need you to start working on the lights and getting them ready," you told him. He nodded and quickly made his way backstage. 

You were totally bummed. peter hadn't even replied to you so you had no clue what was going on. you'd even gone so far as to text Ned who'd just sent you a shrugging emoji and an apology for not knowing where he was. 

You felt a little broken, with each passing minute, your hope that your boyfriend might still show up dying down. 

You were desperate so you walked down to the side of the stage where Lexi was chatting with her 'co-star' Brad Davis, who played her love interest. 

You walked up to them, your hand lightly grabbing Lexi's shoulder which brought her attention to you, "Can I talk to you," you whispered. She nodded quickly. You looked towards Brad whose attention was already on you, "Is it alright if I just steal her for a moment," you sent him a fake smile. He smiled back, "No don't worry about it, she's all yours."

He looked like he was might say something else but you didn't give him the chance to before dragging your friend away from all the commotion, "I'm ready to talk now."

She looked at you knowingly before sitting down and patting the spot next to her. So you sat and you told her everything. You told her about all the missed dates, how sometimes he'd just ignore you completely making it impossible to reach him and come back and act like nothing happened, how it always seemed like he was hiding something, and how you were so tired. 

And she listened, of course, never making you feel like you were being overdramatic, and making you feel something that Peter always failed to. Seen. 

When you finally finished Lexi looked at you with total sympathy-eyes, you hated it but you sucked it up because you had chosen to talk to her. 

"Permission to speak freely?" she asked hesitantly. You nodded quickly, "Yes of course, please do that's why I came to you in the first place." 

"Dump his ass," she deadpanned. Your eyes widened in shock as you looked at her. "Really?" you asked. She nodded, "Y/N, I love you but it's obvious that this boy doesn't. Because if he did there's no way he'd test you like that, I mean, he's standing you up right now when he promised he'd be here. I say end it before it gets worse. But hey," she held up both hands, "If you think I'm out of line saying that I totally understand but I'm just telling you what I'd do if I was in your shoes."

"You think I should dump him," you mumbled looking down, not really believing it. You'd thought about it sure, what would happen if you two weren't together anymore but you'd never considered it an option, let alone a solution. 

"Thanks, Lex, I'll think about it," you gave her a tight smile and she smiled back. "I just hope you do whatever feels best for you Y/N, you've been looking down lately and you don't deserve that." She gave your hand a squeeze and one last smile before she went back to practice. 

You weren't seriously thinking about ending things with Peter, you were too scared to lose him. Your friendship was more important than any relationship ever could be. But the longer he went as a no-show the more it ran through your brain for the rest of rehearsal. Peter never texted or called. You were desperate for a simple "sorry" at this point, not wanting to have to settle for the worst option. But as time went on, the less it seemed like an option and more like a task. Something you had to do, that had to be done—something new to check off your clipboard. 

Rehearsal ended and people left in groups as they had come. You lingered, smiling and saying you had just a few things to check up on before you left whenever someone took regard for your incessant hovering. Soon enough you were the only person in the big empty room. 

You sat at the edge of the stage, legs dangling, and pulled out your phone from your pocket. You sent one last text, we need to talk. 

After about ten minutes of waiting there, you decided it was getting late and you had to get home before it was too dark. maybe you could convince your parents to let you head over to Peter's after dinner and you could get over with it then. your mind was made up. you were gonna break up with him. 

You gathered your things and made your way up to the big double doors. The hallways were quiet and you were hyperaware of every step of yours. It was weird to see the school so dead, a big contrast to the usual packed hallways. The more you thought about it the more it was like you could almost hear the running footsteps of students. No scratch that, student. Okay at this point it started sounding too real.

You turned around to catch your boyfriend speeding down the hallway, skidding to a stop when you saw you. 

"Oh my god Y/N, I'm so sorry I totally lost track of time. I was just helping May out with a few things and next thing I know-" 

You held up a hand to stop him, "Save it Peter I really don't care." 

His face fell, "But, hey, let me make it up to you! Let's go get some ice cream or something. You can tell me what rehearsal was like today and I'll walk you home after. It's getting dark."

You crossed your arms. you almost wanted to agree but you knew better than that, this whole thing was getting way too much for you to handle. 

"Peter I'm done," you told him simply. he looked at you a little confused, "done...done with what?"

"This," you almost screamed as you pointed at the two of you, "I'm done with this, this whole act because, let's face it, we both know you weren't helping May with shit." you were surprised you had gotten this far without crying and you wanted to keep it that way so you sucked in a breath and tried to steady your heartbeat. 

The guilty look in his eyes told you enough. you were right. he moved the slightest step closer but you moved back, you really didn't feel like touching him at the moment. "come on sweetheart," he said weakly, "there's gotta be something I can do. I promise I'll show up on time more, you'll never have to wait for me again. I'll be around you so much you'll get sick of me. just please don't do this."

"That's the thing, Peter," you groaned, "I don't want to be sick of you but I'm sick of the way you keep treating me. you make me feel like shit Peter. you're my boyfriend and you make me feel terrible. and I keep trying to help you out, coming up with different excuses each time but I've finally run out. I want a stable relationship and you can't give me that so I'm done." 

His eyes were red now and you had to push back the guilt you were feeling, he brought this upon himself. it's true, you wouldn't have done this unless it was absolutely necessary. you loved him but you just couldn't handle it anymore. 

"I can," his voice broke slightly on that last word, "I can give you that y/n just give me another chance to show you." 

You huffed, "Well Peter, part of a stable relationship is honesty. can you be honest and tell me where you were today? 'Cause it's been established that you weren't with May."

He froze a little and you continued, "In fact, why don't you tell me where you were when you missed all those dates, all those couple hangouts, and all those group hangouts? When you missed my parents' anniversary dinner that they invited you to, or my little brother's birthday party that he was really excited you'd be there for. Go ahead Pete," you flung out your arms, "tell me where you were and I'll believe you can give me a stable relationship."

He looked physically conflicted, as if he was genuinely having an inner battle with himself, "I- I can't y/n/n, but you have to believe me when I say it's for the best."

"And I can't Peter. I can't so just forget this," you cleared your throat, "Come back when you can actually handle a relationship Parker, or you know what, don't because either way, I'm through with this."

You turned to walk away. his hand reached out to grab your wrist but you dodged it and held your hand up, "I don't think we should talk anymore," you kept walking and he didn't follow. You didn't want him to. But in all honesty, it was hard to turn your back when the person you were leaving was always the one you ran to when your heart shattered as it did right then. 

the cold air hit you hard and the tears finally came, slightly smudging the concealer under your eyes but you couldn't care less at the moment. 

It was true what he'd said, it was dark already and windy so you tried to be alert on your way home, deciding you could process all your emotions when you're home safe. 

You were walking for a bit, wiping your tears and trying to keep your vision clear when you heard a slight thud next to you and footsteps matching up to catch yours. "Hello Miss, it's pretty dark, can I walk you home?"

part 2 is here !!

[crazykitsch]

heyy babe! just had a thought abt marc and reader being in the same friend group and they have a friends with benefits thing going and at a party some guy is flirting with her and he gets jealous and there’s an angsty confession🫣

Marc Guiu : killin’ me good

pairing: marc guiu x reader

warnings: none(?) apart from my terrible writing

❝I think of you more than I should, I die when you give me that look. You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good.❞

Recently my .. friend I guess? Well, Marc has been gaining quite a lot of attention from the media. What nobody knows though, is that me and him kind of have a thing going on. I mean we’re definitely not official, it’s more a friends with benefits kind of thing.

It started with one kiss, and then one more came and more and more and we kind of started acting like a couple when no one’s around but then again also not?? Really confusing, I know.

One big thing about being friends with benefits is obviously to not catch feelings. Failed. Can you blame me though? He’s fine, tall, sweet and I can go on for an hour. I don’t think he likes me like that though, im not really a special girl or anything to be honest.

~

GROUPCHAT: la masia 💙❤️ + y/n & liz😒

lamain hoe:

are we still all going to mateo’s party tonight ??

pau cubarsi:

depends if youre all going

liz gf mwah 💋:

im going if y/n’s going 🤷‍♀️

hector 👎:

same thing for marc

y/n:

im coming for liz ❤️❤️

liz gf mwah 💋:

love you bae

marc 🫶:

hi

hector next time i see you i’ll hit you and drag you to the ground

but yes im coming too

lamain hoe:

didnt need to know all that but okay! i’ll see all of you then ig ??

~

PRIVATE CHAT: liz gf mwah 💋 & y/n bae 🎀

y/n bae 🎀:

kill me 🙏🙏🙏🙏

liz gf mwah 💋:

oh

no hi

no good evening

but alright!

want me to get you a therapist?

y/n bae 🎀:

my life is too complicated for a therapist to handle

friends with benefits is the dumbest thing i’ve ever done oh my god how did i fall for him

liz gf mwah 💋:

OOOOOOOOOH

YOU LIKE MARC?!??!?,?

y/n bae 🎀

STOP.

i dont know what to do ☹️

and that party tonight ????should i talk to other guys??? or is that weird???? and would he want to talk to other girls????

i guess theres only one solution: moving to a another country 🎀💌🩷🦢

liz gf mwah 💋:

i mean if you want to talk to other guys you should do it, you could try to get over him if thats what you want

and if you move to another country pls take me with you 🙏

y/n bae 🎀:

thank you queen you’re so wise

~

I’m getting ready for tonight while listening to some music. I can’t stop thinking about marc though.. but I guess that’s a problem for in an hour.

Okay i’m finally ready and hear the bell ring, I look out of my window and see Liz. I run downstairs and open the door. ‘Hi future mrs Guiu!’ she says teasingly, ‘Liz oh my god shut up.’ I reply. I mean not that I wouldn’t like it.. but still.

‘Are you ready to go y/n?’ ‘Yes Liz’ I say and we start walking to the party. Luckily Mateo only lives like 7 minutes away from us. As we enter his house we see Lamine and Hector and greet them. We talk for a bit but then I really needed to go to the bathroom. ‘I’ll be back in a few minutes, bye!’ I say.

I’ve been at Mateo’s house a few time so luckily I know where the bathroom is.

After i’m done I wanted to walk back to where my friends were but then a guy walked up to me. He’s quite tall and attractive.. but nothing next to Marc though.

‘Hey pretty girl.’ he says.. oh my god what do I say!?!?? ‘Hey, i’ve never seen you before’ I reply. I suck at talking to guys oh my god. ‘I’ve never seen such pretty girls in Barcelona either’ ‘Oh really? There are a lot.’ I say, my god y/n am I trying to introduce him to other girls or something?? ‘Hmm I highly doubt it.’ he says and I notice he’s standing closer to me now.

I smile as we hold eye contact but then I look to my left.. from all the people I could see right now I see Marc. Marc Guiu. This world is plotting against me.

I see him looking kind of annoyed? But at the same time upset and mad. What do I do? Do I go after a guy that’s technically just a friend or do I stay here talking to a guy thats actually interested in me? The first option.

‘Sorry.. i’ll be back!’ I say to the guy who’s name I didn’t even get. I walk towards where Marc was walking and see he’s with our friend group.

‘Hi..’ I say. ‘You took long, thought you were making out with someone for a minute’ Liz says and I can see Marc getting more annoyed.. ‘Wouldn’t be surprised at this point.’ Lamine says jokingly and I reply ‘Don’t be mad at me because you cant pull Lamine.’

‘I’m going home, you coming with me Hector?’ Marc says all of a sudden. ‘Oh yeah sure.’ Hector replies. ‘Oh.. ehm, bye Marc.’ I say but he ignores me, maybe he just didn’t hear me.. but then again when the rest of the group says bye he does say something, odd.

A few hours later the party is done and me and Liz walk home. ‘Liz? After I went to the bathroom a guy walked up to me.. we started talking and he seemed interested.’ I say. ‘Oh my god really? Im so happy for you!’ ‘Thank you, don’t think Marc is happy for me though. He saw us and didn’t look too excited for me.. and when we both were back to our friendgroup he also looked annoyed and ignored me.’ I say. ‘You know what that means right y/n?? He likes you.’ You see, I really love Liz.. but sometimes she IS delusional because there’s no way.

The next day I wake up and luckily it’s still weekend. I open my phone and decide to text Marc since we were supposed to hang out today.

~

PRIVATE CHAT: marc 🫶 & y/n 😺

y/n 😺:

hi marc

are we still hanging out today ?

marc 🫶:

dont know

wouldnt u prefer to hang out with that ugly, shrek looking guy?

y/n 😺:

wdym?

is that why you didnt talk to me at all yesterday?

please reply ☹️

~

Fuck. He’s leaving me on opened. Now a smart woman would take this as a sign to leave him alone and move on. Yet I am not that intelligent so I decide to text Hector.

~

PRIVATE CHAT: hector 👎 & y/n 🦭

y/n 🦭:

hiiiii bff!

hector 👎:

since when

y/n 🦭:

since now.

look you and marc are besties right

and you love me right😁

hector 👎:

no

y/n 🦭:

oh

well ..

would you be so kind to tell me why marc is so upset with me all of a sudden

hector 👎:

not saying marc said anything to me, but imagine if a guy you really liked started flirting with other girls all of a sudden 🤷‍♀️

y/n 🦭:

OH

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What do you mean Marc likes me? What the fuck should I do now??? Okay you know, fuck it i guess i’ll just go to his house.

Ten minutes later i’m walking to his house and think about what I should say to him. Before I know it i’m there and knock on the door. ‘Okay girl, you got this.’ I say to myself.

His mom opens the door, okay atleast it’s not Marc. ‘Hi y/n! Marc is in his room.’ she says, ‘Hi, thank you’ I say as I walk in. ‘He seems a bit upset.. maybe you can cheer him up?’ his mom says. ‘Yeah I noticed, i’ll try.’ I say and I walk to his bedroom. Okay girl you got this just knock on his door and tell him how you feel.

I knock on his door and walk in ‘H- Hi Marc..’ I say, god why do I do these things to myself. ‘Hm? What do you want?’ he says. ‘Uhm.. I..’ I say, I can’t find the words to tell him how I feel. ‘Continue.’ he says. Okay this is my chance, don’t fuck up. ‘Look, long story short.. I do not want to be friends with benefits, as a matter of fact I.. I do not want to be friends at all. I like you. As in more than a friend and more than a friend with benefits way.’ I say and only now I realize what I just said. I hope he really does feel the same.

Marc is silent for a minute and right when i’m about to freak out he says ‘I like you too. I don’t want to be friends with benefits anymore either.’

‘Then.. lets not be.’ I say. ‘Y/n, will you let me be your boyfriend?’ He asks and that question sounds unreal to me. I never really expected Marc to ask me that. I reply ‘Yes, i’d love that Marc.’

I smile at him and hug him, he grabs my waist. ‘Were you jealous? back at that party?’ I ask him, ‘How could you tell?’ he says while laughing like it wasn’t obvious. ‘You’re not the best at hiding your emotions.’ I say. ‘Can’t help it when someone flirts with you, don’t like it when you give other guys attention.’ he says. I laugh and say ‘I won’t from now on.’

His mother walks towards the stairs and shouts ‘Y/n? Are you staying for dinner tonight?’ I smile, look at Marc and say ‘Yes i’d love to!’

A/n: Hellaurrrr pookies,, im a bit slow I apologize but im trying my best to work on all requests!! Hope you like it 😜🫶

[doyouevenshipbr0]

borderline illiterate gruvia think piece.

happy gruvia day i guess!

so like…… im a grown woman. so believe me when i say at this point i rly couldnt care to be genuinely bothered by antis. like i will literally just block them lmao. ok yes i did write a whole fic revolving around a comment by an anti KFHDKSJWJEDK but i rly wasnt mad i was just genuinely inspired by what they said.

ANYWAYS! nonsensical 294820381002 word rant incoming from the “unbothered” grown woman.

seeing people say how gray is out of character in 100 yq/has stockholm syndrome are literally missing the entireeeee point of his and juvia’s relationship and its crazy!!

*side note, i think for the sake of helping gray’s character and development, they sacrificed a lot of cool things about juvia and a lot of her individuality which i do not like. but thats a rant for another time. btw do notttt even come for me bc she is literally still by far my fav character lmao*

im probably gonna go on for too long about this but gray’s whole fucking character throughout the whole story from beginning to end is centered around the fact that hes cold and closed off and grumpy and “too cool” and listen im not saying this is fucking rocket science or any type of transcendent literature by any means but i HAVE to point out that hes a fucking ice wizard. like. duh. im sure his character/personality was meant to go along with abilities i mean look at literally EVERYONE else in fairy tail.

ANYWAYS the reason he is this way is because he’s so used to losing all of the people he loves and even worse, hes used to so many people sacrificing themselves for him.

and it traumatizes him!! so many people hes been close to have died and he ultimately always thinks its his fault! lord knows im rusty with ft knowledge but his parents died (cant remember if it was in any type of sacrificial way teehee), Ur sacrifices herself for gray, ultear sacrifices herself for gray, and his dad dies AGAIN (once again, not sure if this was in a sacrificial manner lmao. i kindaaa think it was? maybe? shrug.). but POINT IS! theres a common theme of loved ones dying and/or sacrificing themselves for him. there might even be more people lmao idfk.

so what happens when he meets a girl who has an overwhelming and unwavering and infinite love for him?! he is freaked the fuck out!!! for a couple reasons! 1. he is so used to losing the people that love him and 2. he doesn’t even think hes deserving of any love to this degree!

then what happens? he PUSHES HER AWAY! KEEPS HER AT A DISTANCE!!!! because THATS ALL HE KNOWS!!!!!!!!! yes he has his friends who love him but no one has ever loved him in the way and abundance that JUVIA DOES! so he has to react appropriately! lots of love = lots of keeping her at an arms length!

so when he thinks he loses juvia in their fight with invel, and she comes back, dont we think it would make sense that he finally realizes he should accept his feelings for her? i mean remember when he said he promised her an answer AFTER the war? once again, like gray, pushing things off. and then he almost LOSES HER without ever telling her how he feels! so gray realizes life is short! theres no use in trying to deny ur feelings! these are common themes in like 85% of my gruvia drabbles lmao.

im not even saying that it was love at first sight for him and that gray liked her from the jump. bc i dont think thats true. i think we can finally see outward romantic feelings for juvia right after the tartaros arc, when juvia visits gray at his parents’ grave. but before that, i think juvia was a friend (wellll i feel like after the tenrou island arc he liked her more than a friend, but he didnt really realize how much more) who he cared about, and truly didnt know what to make of her because like i said, hes never known a person to love him so much and actually not die LMAO.

but my point is, juvia is the perfect person to be gray’s romantic partner. she is a person so full of love and so happy to love and she doesnt care who knows it. she is unequivocally herself and she wears her heart on her sleeve to the upmost extent.

it literally only makes sense for his character to end up with her!

u could argue gray doesnt need to end up with anyone at all bc he has his friendsssss and likeeee. sureee. fine. but what fun is that? i personally want to see the scared-of-love grump to find his person. i think, again, thats kind of the point of gray’s character- learning u are worthy of love, accepting love, and learning to love openly.

im sorry but literally what better happy ending for him than to be with juvia?

so fast forward to 100 yq, where he is just sooooo out of character apparently. dont we think that may actually be…. character development?

the boy who probably couldn’t even fathom a romantic relationship is now finally accepting he’s in love. he’s done pushing it off, he’s done denying, he’s done depriving himself of feeling love. thats a step in the right direction! now what? in true gray fashion, he thinks hes still not good enough! and that’s where we are now. he’s not confident, he thinks he’s weak, and he thinks he cant protect her. why? he knows she loves him. he knows he’s objectively a strong wizard. so why does he feel inadequate? CIRCLE BACK!!! TO WHO GRAY IS AS A PERSON!!!! SINCE DAY ONE!!! constantly in fear of losing his loved ones! thinking he can’t protect them! SCARED TO LOVE!

like im sorry the proof is soooo in the pudding and i totally understand if gruvia isn’t ur cup of tea but to say things arent making sense is silly to me! they actually make perfect sense!

and yknow what. im gonna go from a romantic standpoint to a realist standpoint. years ago, mashima said he likes gray and juvias dynamic and didnt have anything serious in mind for them anytime soon. so he kept that going for literally the entire series. well. he ended fairy tail alluding to the fact that gray and juvia were kinda together at that point. or he at least ended it with the pretty obvious conclusion that gray does in fact have feelings for juvia. so then when ft 100 yq starts what was he supposed to do? act like all of their development in the last arc never happened? that would be kinda hard to do!

whatever i just hope at least like 3 of these sentences were coherent lmao u guys get my point

[vivakitkt]

I love you, why can’t you love me?

Synopsis: You love Xiao. But he doesn't like you. What will it for him to notice you? To notice your love? Than a chance comes to put an end your feelings for him. To relieve yourself from the pain. Do you take it?

Warnings: angst/ maybe comfort, !hanahaki reader, reader is implied as adepti(immortal, etc), not proofread,

A/N: guess whos finally decided to post after 3 months... :') im back though! Decided to randomly make this!

Will make a part four with other ending!

Enjoy reading!<3333

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3(this story is pt 3)

As Xiao continued to look at your bloody body, he felt more guilty.

Was it his fault that you got hurt? The first thing he swore that would never happen to you? He couldn't believe it. He just stood there, almost lifeless, eyes blank. Staring at the ex-archon's arms where you layed.

As more chatter and gossip filled the room, a man with green hair entered the room, gesturing Zhongli into a room and flicking his hand to disperse the crowd surrounding your still body.

Xiao still hadn't move, that was until the traveler shook his shoulders.

/Xiao! You are you alright?/ the traveler spoke, tilting their head, worried that Xiao was feeling sick seeing how he hadn't moved.

/ah, ahem, nothing out of the ordinary./ Xiao replied back, clearing his throat

Right. Nothing out of the ordinary, other that the fact that you got hurt. Even while you had called out his name, he just ignored it.

He didn't deserve you. Not after this. Xiao would just make sure you were okay recovering. That's it. Then after that, he would leave you.

Y/n pov

Slowing opening your eyes, you heard a soft humming noise and people talking in the back. What had happened in the time you were unconscious?

/ah, it seems our patient is awake now./ A strange man with green hair spoke out

/I was the one who treated you while you were injured/ the man said placing a hand over his chest, taking a bow respectfully

/oh, thank you very much./ you said trying to push yourself up, but felt a throbbing pain in your ribcage

Instantly, Zhongli ran to your side, carefully holding your shoulders, placing you down gently onto the mattress.

/You should rest up for a while before standing up once again, not after that stunt you pulled off/ Zhongli said, scolding you to make sure you didn't hurt yourself more.

/Thank you Zhongli./ You lightly chuckle and smiled at the (ex)archon infront of you in

/However, there might be something you want to listen to./ As Zhongli gestured to the doctor.

Now you would be hearing of the bad news.

It seemed like you still had a couple of months before the disease took a large toil on your body. But now after your accident, you only had a couple of weeks, maybe even days left.

The news shattered your heart, you had to make the decision now. Remove the disease by surgery, forgetting about Xiao, or die. At this point isn't there a clear option?

To die. You could have a peaceful death now. Even though Xiao didn't reciprocate your feelings. You didn't need to date him to make your life better. Sure that would have been amazing, but being able to see him every day and slowing being able to see him smile, was all worth the suffering you could feel now.

/no thank you doctor, I don't think I'll be needing the surgery!/ You smiled towards the man.

/I see then, that person must be very important in your life then/ the man said as he chuckle at bit then glancing at the ground.

/I'll be on my way then/ packing his bags, the man finally left. Leaving only you and Zhongli in the room.

/Are you sure you really wish to live with this pain until you part?/ Zhongli asked you with concern

/Theres nothing more I wish to achieve in life./ You said as you slowly exhaled

/Being able to love Xiao already was the greatest choice I could have made, no matter how the result was. He made me happy/ As you sadly smiled back to the man. A couple of seconds later Zhongli replied back.

/I see then, I will support your decision./ Zhongli smiled towards you then slowly turning towards the door.

Time skip

The flowers were finally in bloom, although there weren't many, they were beautiful. Especially the qingxins around the mountains, they reminded you of someone.

However despite all good going on, the disease that ran through your blood was starting to cause heavier damages to your body. You coughed more, more flowers and blood, and you were having these head splitting headaches. But somehow it all went away when he came near you.

Even though you decide to not remove the disease contaminating your body, you didn't regret it any bit. At that moment you could have lost him. Forgetting all of the precious memories you made together.

At least you got to spend a few more days with him, so that made the inevitable death that would happen to you soon, less painful.

Usually your days would go as normally as they always would. You would go vist Xiao, Zhongli, grab lunch with him, and part your ways to go to the doctors office. However today was a bit different. You decide to head to the flower fields. Maybe cause you knew it would not be long till you parted ways with Xiao.

You took a small walk to the fields and made your way to your spot you would always go with Xiao and sat down. The flowers were beautiful this time of month and seemed to glisten and shine in the sun. But after a while, you started to feel a bit sleepy.

/Just a few minutes/ you said as your eyes started to droop down.

/just for a few minutes.../

Xiao pov

Y/n.

It seems like he always took you for granted. It was always you making the meetings, and taking charge to make sure he ate and without you, Xiao probably would have never made any friends.

Where were you? You were later then usual. You would have met him here about now.

What if something had happened? Like last time. Xiao suddenly felt the urge to go and find you. But where could you possibly be? Maybe you were with Zhongli? Right, you probably were. After all, you loved tea. He quickly teleported to Zhongli's tea spot. But when he got there, you were no where to be seen.

/Rex- Zhongli, have you seen y/n at all?/ Xiao said clearing his throat

/You haven't seen them?/ Zhongli replied, taking a sip of his tea, looking rather sorrow.

/No, I haven't./ But Xiao being quick, he caught on that something might had happened. Something he didn't know about.

/Is there something I should know about?/ Xiao said quirking his head up

/I seemed to have made a promise with them but I think they would have you wanted to know./ Zhongli said placing down his cup.

/Hanahaki./ the man spoke out.

/What? What do you mean-/

/Y/n had hanahaki./ Zhongli said closing his eyes inorder to avoid Xiao's eyes.

Xiao stood there. Silent.

/What do you mean they had hanahaki?/ Xiao said, cluching his fist staring at the ground.

/A deadly disease, a very rare one in particular although./

So you had hanahaki and didn't tell him?

Who was it? Who was the person who cause you this pain. Once Xiao knew, he would never allow that person to talk ever again.

Ah. But once this never crossed his mind. How long have you had this disease?

/Zhongli. How long has it been since y/n got hanahaki?/ Xiao stared at the ex-archon's eyes.

/Six months./ The man in front of him said

Six months. Most people who caught hanahaki only lived for four months. Four months? And you caught it six months ago? If anything...

As Xiao realized, he began to panic. Immediately he teleported away, however the archon stopped him before he could disappear.

/Before leaving Xiao, you should know that y/n had feelings for you./ Zhongli said, stirring his tea

/They could have forgotten about you with a surgery, relieving them of the pain but they chose not to/

Xiao realized his mistake he quickly teleported to a empty field leaving Zhongli by himself, reminiscenting of your memories you spent together.

With no stop, Xiao continued to search around for you until he felt a presence that felt like yours.

As he got there though, he realized he was too late. You were gone.

He walked over slowly, taking your beauty in as you layed there. Surrounded by the flowers and the sun setting behind you.

/Greetings y/n. This meeting is a bit different than usual. Isn't it?/ Xiao said as he choked back tears. Tears he held in for years.

He was too late. He was always too late. He couldn't catch you in time. He didn't come in time for your death, so much that you couldn't even tell him of your disease. And too late to recognize his feelings toward you, and your feelings.

Better late than never, as they say. Right? But why did it hurt so much?

As he sat there with your lifeless body. Limp in his arms. Xiao started to weep as he held you, to make up for the times he didn't.

/Im sorry./ He murmured

Im sorry...

[rigelmejo]

11/2/2024 update - chinese:

1. Listening to something "harder" in chinese (poyun audiobook) seems to be helping. I listened to an audio drama today instead, just whatever my recommendation gave me (a crime solving BL which is the genre I'm comfortable in), and since it's an audio drama I definitely know at LEAST 95% of the words. I hear a few unknown words per minute, and when I look them up they're usually what I vaguely guessed when listening (so words I've read but struggle to recognize in listening). Since audio dramas are nearly all dialogue, I understand almost everything (i miss a few details per 5 minutes since theres still a few words I dont know and don't look up). I am not even paying attention, just letting it play as I scroll reddit ToT. I still understand almost all. So I think my quick-understanding speed is improving for more words. Poyun still feels equally hard lol, I catch dialogues mostly and then it's hit or miss if I understand descriptor paragraph's main idea when listening to the audiobook. But just listening to Poyun, while multitasking and just listening-in when I can focus, seems to be helping. So that's awesome! Maybe my test in a month will be if SaYe is clearer to me by then.

2. If you're a beginner learning Chinese, I again recommend dongchinese.com's Pinyin guide and tone pair drills. I'm begging you to spend a couple hours going through it. If you watch cdramas, even if you're watching with english subs, the ability to HEAR a word and type the pinyin into google translate app or Pleco app quickly for the translation is SO USEFUL. Early on, its useful for picking up new words and remembering them. But even now, as I'm listening to audiodramas, the skill of looking stuff up by pinyin as a beginner helps SO much now. I can hear unknown words in audio and instantly hear what pinyin I should type (zhi or zi or si or j or zhe or zha are very clearly different to my ear) and I'm used to expecting most words to be 1,2, or for phrases 4 hanzi long (so 1-4 initial-final pinyin pairs), with most words being 2 hanzi long, so if I hear an unknown word I can quickly identify WHICH 2 sounds are the new ones I just heard and look up the unknown word. These basic recognition skills get developed early on as a beginner, as you look up words and get used to the common patterns, and as you start reading and notice beyond the common 1 hanzi words, just how many are 2 hanzi.

3. If you're learning chinese and don't have the benefit of cognates with a language you know, chinese is still a bit "easier" to guess new words at a certain point. For reading, it's the multi-component hanzi which allow you to start guessimg rough pronunciation and meaning, and the 2 hanzi words which allow you to start guessing meaning is the 2 hanzi combined or perhaps related to the meanomg of the 1 of 2 hanzi you already know. With listening... there is also a benefit. Say you hear xiangfa - xiang think, fa method, you can guess it has something to do with thoughts or ideas or trails of thoughts. Xiang is a common verb so you probably already know it, or can guess it's THAT xiang based on context of a scene, and fa is also a fairly common word so you can guess it might be That Fa. It means idea. So guessing "thought" would be close enough to undersrand meaning. (And of course seeing it written 想法 thought+method xiangfa easy to see hanzi meaning and then guess idea or something close).

4. I'm hoping the comprehensible input/ALG suggestions of a LOT of comprehensible input actually help me with speaking tones. Even though I did tons of explicit study, which ALG thinks "damages pronunciation"... but I didn't actually speak much yet. At a certain point (around a year imto learning?) I stopped studying tones of new hanzi and words and just used audio in pleco or google translate (or TTS, shows, audiobooks etc) to hear how new stuff sounded if I didnt remember. Since I read a lot, so I just felt I needed to add more sound to not learn the wrong pronunciation... so idk how that will go.

[werrrrrd]

CHARLES XAVIER X OC pt.10!

WARNINGS FOR ENTIRE STORY: shock therapy, manipulation, death, suicide, surgery is mentioned including an undetailed description, stitches, slight malnutrition, forcive murder, abuse of authority, blood, lots of blood stuff since this is like her power, anger issues, aggression, mentions of murder as well as the actual murder, mind reading, OC is not very kind to herself sometimes, let me know if you notice any others. No sexual assault but definitely Shaw being creepy.

AN:First off! A big warning for this Chapter, LOTS of blood, and detailed descriptions having to do with blood, I just wanted to reiterate this because this chapter deals with it for like 80% of it. ALSO lots of parts of this bit dont add up or make sense, like she should be super deep underwater in the submarine but shes not because I said so and she also somehow got onto land without swimming and got back fine too. Once again I just did this so that I could write what I wanted to write, just ignore that stuff. As well as the things that scientifically wouldn't work. Theres a lot that really is impossible but TRY AND STOP ME FROM WRITING IT ANYWAYS! Enjoy!!

I carefully opened the door to my room and peaked out into the dark hallway. Without any idea what time it was I made my way down the hall and towards the exit. I passed shaws room as slowly and carefully as possible. It had only been an hour or so since everyone had retired for the night, I would have waited longer to make sure everyone was asleep but I couldn't stop thinking that I needed to help Raven. And its better I get caught on my way out than on my way back.

Once I got outside and climbed up out of the hatch I realized I had no idea where to go. Glancing around at the dock around me I weighed my options, I could only think of one, I had to hope that it would work. 

I reached out with my mind, hoping that Charles would feel me reaching out and then connect his mind with mine. My body stilled in concentration. I had no idea how far away he was, I only hoped that our connection was stronger or that he was closer than I thought and that I would be able to find him. I listened for him but all I could hear was the sloshing of the frigid water against the boats harbored here. The sounds seemed to get louder the more I tried to hear him. I groaned in frustration and decided to push forward to see if I could try again somewhere that wouldn't be so loud. I walked a little ways into the town, passed buildings and pubs that were still filled where people were laughing and drinking. Walking through the  rather large downtown I made sure to remember my pathway so that I would be able to find my way back when the time came. After a little while of walking the roads became more suburban and the houses dwindled. I made my way up a small hill that I could see much of the city from. It was quiet here, all I could hear was my own breath fogging in the cold and blood running through my body. I took a deep breath and tried again. This time I listened closer, letting my mind reach for Charles, wherever he was. I waited for a few moments, my brain fanning out into the expanse around me. I didn't get what I wanted but what I got was good enough. My mind honed in on a certain direction, we hadn't made a connection but my mind told me that If I went that way I could get close enough.

 I began a sort of jog down the hill, unsure of how far he was and how long it would take me to get there. As I ran I stumbled past a train station, hoping that It could get me there faster. I hopped on the line going in the right direction, thanking the universe that there even was a train headed that way. 

After a couple stops I felt my mind get more and more itchy. I guessed that it was time to get off and sprinted out of the station anxious to get to Raven. Finally I felt Charles. Relief flooded through me, I was close. 

It seemed Charles hadn't felt me though, his brain seemed detached and scattered. Even when I tried to communicate, the connection was one sided. I could tell it was subconscious and that it wasn't on purpose. I did not ponder on it too long because in the distance I made out a mansion, actually it apeared more like a small castle. Just looking at it I could tell he was there. Lights were on in several of the rooms, making it look incredibly inviting but all looked quiet from outside. I set a quick pace of running there again. It was big. If I was 12 again and walked past this house I would have called it ugly, too big, and probably filled with empty rooms that were only collecting dust. Now I wished it was mine. Vines growing up the stone and a wide yard and it emanated warmth even in the chilled night. I ran up the gravel driveway towards two huge wooden doors that looked just as expensive as the rest of it did.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of anxiety about how I would be received. Would they turn me away? I know that most of Charles’ team were not fans of mine, especially Erik. As I got closer to the front door a chill ran through. Charles had still not connected to my mind but I understood he was preoccupied and likely hadn't noticed me. I could feel the blood of everyone in the mansion but could not tell which was which. I reached the door and I hesitated to knock. 

One deep breath and my knuckles rasped against the hard wood making my cold fingers sting slightly. I waited for a long time, listening to see if anyone was coming closer to the door. From what I could tell they were on the other side of the building, none of them showed any sign of noticing my knock, but all seemed tense based on the speed of their heart and the tenseness of their muscles. I knocked louder this time and hoped someone would hear. I felt someone part from the rest of the group and come over to the door quickly. The door in front of me jerked and a young man opened. Short brown hair was stuck slightly to his forehead and he looked slightly pale. I recognized him from before. He had helped me when Charles had brought me here, in fact he was the one who was worried about me leaving because I wasn't stable. My gratitude for him suddenly tugged at my heart. It was rare to realize someone cared about me beyond my use. And from him it was even more shocking, being on the other side of the fight as each other.

He looked at me surprised and a little bit scared. He turned behind him to see if anyone was there. Then he peeked behind me to see if I had any company either. “Im alone, I just want to help.” I motioned to the blood on his clothes that must have gotten on him from helping Raven. I could tell it was hers and I could feel that she was still bleeding from the other side of the mansion.

He hesitated 

“Listen, you can turn me away, that's fine, but Raven isn't getting better and from the feel of her blood I can tell she needs more help than you've already given her. That bullet is still inside of her and I can help with the concussion too! I just need-���

“Fine. come in.” He interrupted

“Wait what?” I didn't expect him to let me in to be honest. I was planning on having to give a whole speech just to convince him I didnt want to kill them all. But no.

“Just come in! If you're here to help then we should hurry!”  he pulled me inside gently by the arm. Immediately I felt the warm seep into my skin. Still anxious, I stumbled after him towards a room with bright lights further down the hall where I could feel several bodies and Raven laying unconscious and bleeding. 

“Hank who-” Another boy asked, stepping out of the room to check on him. He stopped when he saw me. I didnt stop to talk to him, only pushed past him into the room as I felt more clearly Ravens need of my help.

Everyone in the room except raven for obvious reasons, turned to look at me. My eyes landed on Charles who rushed over to me already knowing why I was here. My heart sang because he knew I wanted to help before I even said so. Finally our minds attached. It didn't seem intentional for him but now that he was aware of my presence I could feel how his brain suddenly wanted to connect to mine too. I welcomed him and then felt something new. He did not speak to me and yet I knew how he felt. Like a fraction of his powers were shared between us. I could feel his worry gnawing at him from the inside. I tried to quickly get used to his feelings partly becoming my own. I spared him a deep dive into the feelings that we now couldn't help but experience together. Instead, I thanked him silently for trusting me again and tried to get him to calm himself before it became overwhelming for the both of us..

“Take a deep breath for me, ok?” I said softly. His eyes were just slightly widened but he nodded and sucked in deeply through his nose and out his mouth, understanding that his feelings pushing against mine could affect how well I did my job.

 He calmed slightly as he pulled me towards raven who looked even worse than her blood told me she was. She was bruised all up both of her legs and her left ankle had been broken and her shin shattered from her landing on it, her blood swelled up there. I knew I could help her with that and with the blood she was losing from the gun wound. Somehow that seemed less serious than It should have been. The brain damage I could do something to help too. There was blood all over the front of her clothes and her breathing was labored and slow. Charles didn't look good either. He was even paler than the boy who opened the door was and his hands shook as he guided me to Raven's side. 

Everyone was quiet as I placed my hands over Raven's wounds. Not even Erik moved from his spot. I closed my eyes and felt her blood move through her body. I could feel the things that Hank must have injected into her blood in an attempt to heal her. Unfortunately this was only causing her blood to try and fight off this unknown liquid and not focus on the things that her body really needed it to do. I pulled the formula and gathered it out of her, using the blood surrounding it. I guided the clear liquid out of the bullet wound in her stomach and carried it to a beaker that was placed on the metal table next to where Raven laid. I brought the remaining blood I had used to move the serum back into her body. Then I pulled out any other impurities from her blood. Dust, germs, anything that might cause issues or infections later. Then I got to the trickiest bit. My breathing became heavier at the precision I had to use in order to unlodge the bullet from her body without touching anything it shouldn't. It had embedded itself near her spine and kidneys but fortunately had not made contact with any vital organs. I pulled it slowly from its place and wound it out from her body. Some blood pushed out of her wound as the bullet came out which I used to hold it in the air. I released it from the blood I was holding and it clattered onto the table. Then I went through her flesh and healed what I could from there, closing things up inside of her that should not be open and mending her body back together around itself. 

“Will she be ok?” Charles whispered from beside me. 

“There was damage done to a couple organs but i can heal those a little bit and they should be ok in a few weeks, Her head injury I can do something about too” 

Charles nodded but I could still feel how nervous he was still, his entire body tensed and tight, sweat making his skin glisten subtly. He was still taking deep breaths to keep himself calm but it was only doing so much. I wanted to help him, comfort him if I could. He seemed to feel my want to help him but he shook his head and knotted his eyebrows together kindly. I understood, Raven was the one who needed help right now and I was the only one who could do anything for her right now. 

 I settled back into her blood using my powers and made sure the binding I had done to the holes and tears from the bullet were holding well. Once everything inside looked good and had been helped to the best of my abilities I felt her systems begin to calm, now the blood knew what was going on and the brain could send it where it needed to go. But I was worried about the lack of it. A lot had been lost on the way here. Before I closed the wound I wanted to take all the blood near us and get it back into her where it would be of better use to her. I turned away from Raven and glanced around the room. It was on a couple tools on the metal table, on the Hanks shirt, on Charles’ hands and shirt, on the table raven laid on, in the sink, my hands, several tools on the metal table. I closed my eyes and collected it all. It unstained the clothing it was on, glided off the medical tools and skin and collected in bubbles in the air. 

I opened my eyes as it came together. Everyone watched silently as I purified it. I felt Charles' thoughts part from Raven for the briefest of moments through our connection. Instead of the fear he had been suppressing for Raven, his feelings flashed to wonder and awe. While everyone's eyes were on the blood hovering in the air, Charles' eyes were on mine, boring into me with an intense curiosity. It would have reminded me of Shaw's curiosity for my powers when I was young, except I could feel no desire in Charles to control it. No, all he wanted was to learn, to understand it, I felt only admiration from him.

 I might have cried if it wasn't for the task at hand. I brought my eyes from his back onto the blood and I brought it back into Raven's body. The blood went back to its work and then I did my best to mend the wound and close it up. Once that was finished I paused and massaged my temples. The headaches from Shaw's experiments when I was young were less intense now but they persisted. Charles winced, feeling it his own head too. I was apologetic as I tried to sooth both of our minds. He shuddered beside me in relief and dragged a sleeved arm over his sweaty forehead looking at Raven whos breathing had returned mostly to normal..

“Youll still want to stitch up that wound, I did what I can but i cant heal so much as glue it together with sticky blood and scabs. Her organs and stomach will heal up fine on their own, she's gonna be alright.” I announced to the room.

Charles nodded and several others did as well. I felt the overall tension of the room lessen, heart rates went down and shoulders dropped relievedly.

“Hank can you come stitch her please?” Charles called to the boy who had been standing close by but out of the way. He jumped forward and collected everything he needed to do so. I looked at Charles and nodded at him. He let out a breath and looked at me with blue tearful eyes. I pursed my lips and resisted the urge to wrap him in a hug. I still had work to do. 

I walked to the raven's head, looking warily at Erik as I passed him. He looked at me with the same amount of wariness but made no move towards me, he seemed to have enough proof that I wasn't going to hurt her and knew that's all I was doing as I placed my feet firmly on the ground and put my hands on both sides of her skull. Hank began his work on her bullet wound and I focused in on the damage to her mind. The messages being sent from the brain were staticky and hard to read. This could be an issue in the future if not addressed now. I felt where the brain had hit her skull and compared it to that of my own. Using my own brain as a map, I reconnected nerves and veins on the surface of her brain. I had to be even more precise for this than I did for pulling out the bullet. The headache in my head intensified but it was nowhere near unbearable and I ignored it. Each tiny nerve was rewired and I felt as the messages reclaimed their clarity and her body suddenly seemed to know how to fix itself and the process sped. I sighed and took my hands from her head. I looked at the slight scrape on the side of her head from the pavement but it had already scabbed over and would be ok without my help. I then made quick work of her leg. This would require more than just my help, a splint and some medicine, but I could at least set the bone back to where it should be by pushing it with the blood around it. And while she was unconscious this wouldn't even hurt her. The swelling went down with the bones set back in its place and the bruising lightened looking significantly better in a matter of minutes.

I stepped back from Raven and put my hands behind my back to show that I did everything I could do.

Charles still seemed rather shell shocked and unsteady, his hands clammy and shaking slightly. Still he turned to me looking grateful.

“Thank you, I don't know what we would have done without you.” He said

“You would have figured something out, I know it. Whatever formula you put inside her would have worked if her body hadn't tried to fight it off.” I said honestly.

“I hoped it wouldn't do that but I didn't know what else to try” Hank spoke up and fiddled slightly with his latex gloves as he finished up on the stitches which looked impressively professional “I wasn't sure how to get the bullet out, it was too deep inside her and I wasn't sure if I could reach it without causing worse damage or hitting her spine.”

“Yes it was good that you didn't meddle around there.” I told him, “You did everything right, I mean it.” 

He gave me a small grateful smile before turning back to his hands and slipping the gloves off of them. A boy, red headed, came and patted me on the back, jolting me. “Good work,” He told me before stepping up to Raven next to Hank. Erik and I glanced at each other, I didnt see any anger or wariness there this time. Instead he nodded at me in respect. My heart clenched again and I looked at the ground, suddenly not sure what to do. I was unfamiliar with people behaving this way towards me, grateful, respectful. I felt slightly uncomfortable, unsure of how I was supposed to respond but thankful to be receiving it. 

I had only been here thirty or so minutes. It had only been an hour and a half since I left, I hadn't expected to find Charles so quick. Speaking of, I realized I couldn't feel him anymore, he must have severed the connection while I was distracted with the others. I felt worry rise up in me as I looked around the room and didn't find him. Gulping I reasoned with myself that he probably just didnt want to experience the headache that had been pretty severe just a moment ago.

The others were distracted with each other and didn't notice me slip out to find him.

[handoferis]

i have had the most hilarious day

i dropped off my holter monitor and tried to wash off the goop in the bathroom, did not work at all. left with grunge and a weird hickey looking bruise. too obese to button my flannel up. awesome, whatever. i decided to pick up some prescriptions while i was out and about. while i was there i saw my shitty IRL that im tentatively being polite to and her kiddo ran up to me and hugged me <33 oh but anyway she was all like "omg hiii, sorry i havent been in contact ive just been sooo busy. im not mad at you! are you mad at me?" and i just laughed and was like whatever, shit happens dude. like totally not answering her question but willing to just move on. idk i just always laugh when someone genuinely asks "are you mad at me?" or "do you hate me?" it just feels so middle school. i explained my bruise and we had a good laugh, apparently she pulled her shoulder but that's not why she was at the med center, it was for the kiddo. i gave her a couple of muscle relaxers since i JUST got it refilled so fuck it. i wish she would go to an actual doctor though. instead of the ER last week i guess? for a pulled shoulder??? ok .

so me and my MIL finally leave the med center, i bought a preroll at the dispo, i went to gordon food service and bought mochi. boomer MIL went to mcdonalds and decided we need to eat in because she wanted to "make sure they brew a fresh decaf and cook my food to order" (it sounds reasonable but she isnt reasonable about how she asks) and it was insane, the manager was verbally abusing one of his employees. said employee walked out. two customers on two separate occasions started cussing out some of the remaining workers.

finally we go to leave and her car wont start.

MIL is absolutely, and i dont say this lightly, fucking retarded, when it comes to vehicles. She has never changed her oil on any vehicle she has had in the time ive known her. She constantly buys like fucking Temu windshield wipers and then is like "these wipers are fucky sucky" yes Meems its cause you bought it from fuckysucky dot com. Jesus! Ok so

She sat there just trying to start her car over and over again. For like half an hour. No lights would come on, not even flicker. I tried to tell her like hey let's try something else. Do you think she listened to me? No. She is having like 86 panic attacks and listing off every biblical character she can think of while she's trying to start the car over and over. She finally called a family friend and they brought jumper cables.

The battery is in the trunk. The trunk can't be opened because the battery is dead. Could not open the access panel bc it was so awkward to maneuver trying to reach it from the back seat. Family friend googled it and found out theres some battery access nodes under the front hood. and it straight up didnt work. like at all. dashboard lights would flicker on but then right back off. random guy in the parking lot offered 'help' by walking family friend through the steps of what she'd already been doing.

MIL is having a panic attack because the tow truck is going to be $112 and she wants to call "these other cheapy guys in my phone but i cant find it OH OKAY I found it should I call and cancel the other one?" and im like "Meems they are already on the way dont fuckign do that to these people." tow truck pulls up after i finished that sentence. kids stopped playing in the playplace to watch the tow truck lmao.

i finally got home and i was so tired and dehydrated and hungry and my mochi was totally liquid on the inside. god. all i wanted to do was drop off my monitor and go home and play neopets what the fawwwwk

[regina-cordium]

me? responding to a post i got tagged in? wild!

got tagged by @renninflight

Rules: always post the rules. answer the questions the person who tagged you has written and write eleven new ones. tag 11 new people and link them to your post. let them know you’ve tagged them

except. i never know who to tag for these. if u see this tagged ur it. ill put questions at the end

under cut, because as yall know im a Yapper

What's your favorite band/musician? (And tell me why! And if you've seen them live!)

I'm a Hozier girlie thru and thru. he was in boston in march AND HAD NOAH KAHN AND I COULDNT GO AND IM STILL SO DISAPPOINTED. A N D HE WAS AT BOSTON CALLING AND I C O U L D N ' T G O auuuuugh

What's something you're proud of?

i dont mean this in, like, a self deprecating way. but i honestly dont know what to say. i got dean's list a couple times in college. i won some kinda award and now my name is on a plaque in the english department, thats kinda dope (i, to this day, have no idea what it was for)

What's something you like about yourself?

i do tell my parents they overestimate how smart i am, but i will say i am p good with trivia/knowing random things. nothing better than getting most of a jeopardy board right (<- needs to go outside more)

What's something you would like to do, if money weren't an obstacle?

i would literally never leave school. i love learning things (see above)

What's something you do when you're anxious or stressed to calm down and relax?

listen to music, sometimes Very Loudly

Do you have a favorite author? (If so, who?)

im totally blanking, but i dont really think so? theres not really an author that i see and immediately go "oh i gotta read ALL of their stuff RIGHT NOW" yknow?

Do you have a favorite poet? (If so, who?)

emily dickinson. yes, i am gay, how'd you know?

Do you have a favorite artist? (You can probably guess the rest of this question!)

van gogh!!!!!!! i know its such a basic bitch answer, but i L O V E the impressionists

What's a movie or TV show that had a big impact on you? (Could be something you watched growing up, a movie you saw recently that made you emotional, something you've seen a lot, something you quote with friends and family, etc)

i would watch beauty and the beast on vhs CONSTANTLY growing up. tv show wise, definitely buffy and angel and charmed. watched them with ma growing up and they have absolutely shaped my interests since then. also, and i swear im not being sarcastic, supernatural. ma and i watched every goddamn episode together since the pilot and look at me now.

What's something you wish you could forget? (Could be something personal, or it could just be a gross or weird fact)

not to get Very Fucking Morbid, but my dad almost died when i was 12 and i'd super love to forget that, actually

What's something you'd like to change about the world?

I Cannot Emphasize Enough That You Should Care About Other People

okay here're my questions. if u got this far, u are doubly tagged. idk i never know who to tag.

Song you've had on repeat lately?

Favorite play/musical (or both!)?

Book/movie/show you think somebody should read/watch to understand you better?

What's your favorite poem?

What's immediately to your left?

Favorite dessert?

Somewhere you'd love to travel, if money/accommodations were no issue?

Tv show currently/last watched?

Do you think aliens are real?

Do you think ghosts are real?

Do you have overly specific requirements for a room when you're trying to sleep?

[pigeon3gg]

swifties please dont kill me for this but i genuinely could not finish tortured poets department i got like 13 songs in and i was cringing so hard i could not continue (this is a long post fair warning)

the instrumentals are good i will give her that. i enjoyed the instrumentals a lot and they were all very unique from each other which was cool and gave each song an intrique. HOWEVER

her vocals on all of these songs (apply "at least for the ones i heard" to literally everything i say btw) sound exactly the same. if i wasnt paying so much attention to the instrumentals they would all sound the same. i know "all her songs sound the same" is a common critique she gets and its often untrue but oh my god it is BAD on this one gang!!

my second issue is these fucking lyrics. WHAT was she thinking with these!!! you could put a 😈 emoji after everything shes saying and it wouldnt change anything!! the whole thing is giving "i could be ur angle or ur devil" (insert debby ryan smirk) and it unironically in full seriousness made me cringe.

"im down bad😈 fuck it if i cant have him" stop it please

"you said you loved me but where were the clues" ??? not necessarily bad but such a strange way of saying this???

"but daddy i love him im having his baby, no im not, but oh my god you should see your faces" ???

"all the bodies that have ever been on my body" again this one isnt BAD per se but a really clunky and strange way of putting it

the lyrics arent all HORRIBLE but a lot of these are just very confusing?? like i understand what shes TRYING to say but its very convoluted and its often just worded strangely like an alien wrote it

theres a couple other strange/weird lines other people have mentioned already but the one that made me stop listening was "lights camera bitch smile" i cant explain why this made me cringe so bad i just. dont like this.

anyway thats my thoughts on taylors new album (or the first thirteen songs anyway bc thats far as i got) i might try to pick it back up again tomorrow so if i have any more thoughts i guess youll see those?? idk lmao

again please dont murder me for this im not trying to say "all taylor swift fans are stupid and taylor is evil" or anything i just really disliked this album

[susiehunsecker-remade]

i had a paul newman dream again. i was this heiress and/or wife of a rich important guy and we lived in this mansion that was part victorian haunted house and part HGTV beige nightmare. it didn't seem to end and everyone lived in rooms as close as possible to the main wing because people were scared of getting lost.

since i was a wealthy faildaughterwife with nothing better to do i'd just spend all day going through the house and at some point i find this quaint little bedroom in the scary victorian part of the house. i'm looking through it and there's some clothes and a nice looking radio but nothing special. then paul newman comes in and is like what the hell are you doing here? and i go oh my god i'm sorry i didn't think people actually lived here and he goes well i do. i cant remember if he was mad at me. i ask him what he does in the house and he's like i clean the pool, maam. the indoor pool

i go wtf do you mean the indoor pool where is that and he takes his radio and then walks me through this underground tunnel that leads into a garden and im like well this isnt a pool and hes like oh my god lady can't you just wait. and i'm offended but it doesn't last long because he starts leading me through this part of the garden i've never seen before and into this hotel lobby looking place with a couple of sofas and a fridge and a big glass door on the opposite side of the room. i go what's this place for? and he's like..? it's just a room lady, why do you keep asking me all these questions don't you know all the rooms in this house already and im like. um. no... and he looks at me like i'm an idiot.

then paul takes me past the big glass door and i see this gorgeous crystal clear glimmering pool and on the sides theres a bunch of beautiful ferns growing and theres glass ceiling that diffused the sunlight in a really pretty way. then i ask wow!!! can i swim here its so pretty and paul goes Are you stupid? you live here and also it's my job. but i think he starts feeling bad abt constantly being mean to me and goes out to find something I can wear to swim. when he comes back i change and fuck around in the pool for an hour while he listens to his radio, which he's had on him since we left his room. i tell him that he should swim too since he's already here, he goes your dad or husband wont approve of that and im like nahh hes not here most days anyway no harm. he looks at me weird but i convince him to go under the conditions that i take care of his radio for him. he's really obsessed with this radio. It mostly plays static noise which should have been suspicious to me in the dream but I was fucking stupid i guess and didn't realize it was a walkie talkie kind of radio until i hear the voice of my dad or husband talking on it. For the next hour I just sat there nervous while paul newman used our pool. I think he knew something was off bc at some point he just started staring at me which was terrifying bc his eyes are blue as fuck. Anyways the coherent part of the dream ended there, i woke up really sweaty and scared. I also fell asleep in the middle of making this post but I had no dreams there.

[crimson0lake]

Bsd: One Time Sanity

Chapter-2:

THERES TWO OF THEM NOW-

Main M.list

BSD: One Time Sanity M.list

A.n: The chapters might come early or very late than what it planned sometimes but normally I try to post a single chapter two one fic. I felt like I should explain the schedule so this is it. Some weeks might not even have a chalet posted cause of many things (holidays, birthdays, some rest days, exams or etc) but I'll try to be active on Tumblr and AO3. Also I didnt know how a mafia would break in a house, so it turn out like a little bit of police breaking in a house.. sorry in advance there.

Warnings: Swears (both in English and Spanish), Mentions of blood and stitches, guns, beaten up coffee machine-

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At the midnight of the day, while the earth was ready to turn for another day, the port mafia executive was roaming in a back alley with a irritated look and three paper reports in his hand.

'Im roaming all the city for the past two days... Those troublemakers better be one of these three buildings or I might fucking lose it' he thinks as he grith his teeth, making his way towards the one of the tallest skyscraper's back door.

The backdoor was oddly empty, which caused a slight uncertainty place in Chuuya's mind yet he didn't have that much of time now. He just wanted to finish this mission and forget about all of this even happened in first place.

The back door was connected to the storage room for the employees and kitchen tools.

As Chuuya examine the room, he spotted a box, which looked out of the place with how damaged it looked. He made his way towards the box carefully and lift the box's lid. Only to find a coffee machine with a broom stabbed through it.

'Why there's a broken coffee machine down here?..' He questioned 'and why there's chilli and milk on it-?'

He looked at the machine again before closing the lid and leaving, hoping to forget what he just saw.

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The way to the room, number 99 was a bit more messy than he thought it would be.

First the employees and cleaners were all around the main hall, he almost trip and fell and reveal his identity in his disguise.

Then there was a pair of old couple and three body guards in the elevator, the whole elevator ride was not soo much stressing but he had to answer soo many questions from the elderly couple and the guards keep staring at him.

Yet it was over now..! Hopefully...

As he walk in the halls of the 50th floor with careful and silent steps he was on alert for anyone might be in the hall or the same floor. But maybe for his fortune it was all empty. And the room he needed to go was in

He finally stood near the front door of the room 99 and leaned his ear close the door before start listening.

'...Seems like they are in the room.' Chuuya thought before waiting some more minutes before finding the perfect time to break the door with his pistol in his hands.

—Drop everything you have and raise your hands! 

He speak firmly before a head peek from one of the rooms he guess was living room.

—Oh, You were right, they sent a executive here!

The man with black short hair speak in the flat before another voice spoke with annoyance and irritation.

—So? GET RID OF IT THEN.

The man turned to Chuuya before the ginger could even utter another word and cough on his tea so hard that it come from his nose.

—Da Fuck-!?

Chuuya grimaced his face with annoyance, how can this man could have made fun of his height while he point a gun at hi-

—... Just one question, what's your name-?

The man finally speak between his coughs and the paper towel he is pressing his nose to wipe the tea.

—It doesn't concerns you.

Chuuya replied with annoyance, irritation and seriousness before tightening his grip on the gun once again.

—So you two were the ones who mess with the Port Mafi-

—Yeah, yeah. Can you wait a second, you'll understand why I asked that soon.

The man stuffed Chuuya's words in his mouth, taking him back of how casual and calm he sounded despite BEING FUCKING THREATENED BY A GUN. 

—ANDRES GET YOUR ASS HERE!!!

He shouted towards other hall which replied with a loud chair throwing and soon a door opening.

—¡¿Qué carajo quieres?!

A boy get out from the room with an annoyed and mad face before completely freezing (like a computer-) as soon as Chuuya and his eyes met. Same ginger hair, same blue eyes and the fucking short height-

Chuuya was no different than him too... Did he just found his lost twin??? 'No it can't be, he is way younger than me... Than can he be a cl-. NO. There should be a proper explanation to this.. this.. this fucking coincidence' 

The man looked at the both before rubbing his templates with an "I'm not getting enough money to deal with this" expression. 'THERES TWO OF THEM NOW.. MY WALLET CANT HANDLE THIS ANYMORE'

The other young ginger sip his coffee before suddenly turning away and walking back into the room he just get out and close his door with a loud crash

—Thats too fucking early to deal with this now-

...

After some minutes in the silence, the short black haired man turns to Chuuya with a nervous and yet somehow fatherly smile-

—Do... you want to drink tea?

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H—So you are a Mafia Executive?

It been an hour since that.. "coincidence". The young ginger boy, who Chuuya learn was Andres still haven't get out of that room since than and he was sitting in the living room with a tea cup in his hands with Haruto.

C—Yeah...

And for the past hour he was there even though Haruto tried to make things less awkward with a conversation but it wasnt exactly helping with how everything was mixed and tied to every other thing was now more getting complex by every minute.

H—You should drink your tea... It's.. getting cold, you know..? Don't worry I didn't put any poison or anything in it, you watched me pour mine and yours an hour ago.

Haruto mumble calmly with a small hint of a little sadness and disappointment yet still calm and firm as a stone like an hour ago.

Chuuya nod as a reply yet couldn't bring himself to drink more than a small sip.

H—Confusing and... A little scary, right?

C—Hm..?

The ginger executive turns to short black haired man with a confused and curious look as Haruto just smiled with a understanding and fatherly expression as he glance back at Chuuya with a smile.

H—Hearing you might have sibling, after so long by all yourself. You current job doesn't helps at all too...

C—You sound like a very experienced man with your words now.

H—Heh, I might not look like it, but I am very experienced with gangs and mafias. Like you.

Haruto laughed loudly before putting his tea on the table.

H—All of my body was covered in scars and stitches!

C—What-?!

Chuuya speak loudly back at him with the same loud voice Haruto spoke just then.

H—Yeah! I was sent to hospital took much that the old lady once didn't let me get in the shop!

C—What-!?

Haruto was laughing while Chuuya was just all confused and shocked yet he couldn't lie that Haruto's this acts were helping feel less awkward and less serious than an hour ago.

Yet like every good thing, this comes to an end as well.. With a loud door opening Andres get inside the living room with a small box in his hands

A—Okay, you two stop now. I could hear you two laugh even in the office.

Haruto sigh before speaking calmly, somehow this man got a stone's patient and can put up with this.. gremlin.

'I despise you, Haruto.. how can you just not get irritated with this child' Chuuya thought as he look at Andres with confusion, he was slightly scared and worried about the small box in his hands, yet he won't ever admit this out loud.

H—What are you holding, Andres?

A—I found one of the DNA tests we sneak out from mom's office. I didn't know there was one left but I managed to find one.

C—A.. DNA test? For what..?

Young ginger turned to Chuuya before speaking in a casual yet still distant tone, he acted like he was speaking about a casual day of school.

A—For you, dumbass. 

Chuuya raise one of his eye brows yet before he say anything, Haruto was first to reply to young creature.

H—This is the worst way possible to inform someone that they might have meet with their siblings.

C—A WHAT-??!

A—Well i wasn't planning on saying him anything if he wasn't but you just revealed everything so I'm just leaving every fucking explanation from this point to your hands, my dear brother.

Haruto looked at Andres before Chuuya's wide and just shocked, questining life face before slapping his forehead with a small curse under his breath.

Andres just stayed calm even though how much he looked like he wants to kick Haruto and just slap his mistake to his face over and over again for the next few years. He then clear his throat and turned to Chuuya with a firm and serious look.

A—Anyways, give me your arm so I could get blood from you.

C—wait-. WHAT-?!

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"Why are you doing this to yourself, Hirotsu?" Short blond haired man spoke with a sigh as he continues to bandage the teen on the chair with a calm yet worried look. 

"But I win the fight.." Hirotsu try to protest as he keep his gaze on the floor of the small bar.

It wasn't much to be corcerned about, it was yet another fight the two boys encountered. Like every other fight they keep getting in their still short lives.

Hirotsu hissed at the burning of the medical alcohol that Lupin pour on the towel he is using to clean Hirotsu's cuts. 

Lewis was in Lupin's position at front of the bar, getting the orders and helping Lupin to worry less about the work and focus on Hirotsu.

"You two... Hirotsu, just remember, you can't win every fight! Even if you are stronger than your opponents, there always will be a chance and there be a time when you lose to someone that is weaker than you. Your ability isn't the only thing that makes you stronger." Lupin spoke under his breath with barely audible voice, only enough for Hirotsu to hear him.

Hirotsu in the other hand, turned to Lupin before looking away slowly with a sad and guilty face. "Sorry.."

"Don't be sorry, just don't die. I don't think neither you or Lewis can go on without neither of you."

"You think so?"

"I don't think so, I know it. You two aren't just called double black for nothing. I even thought you two were twins when I first met you two.."

Hirotsu smirked before hitting Lupin's arm with a playful gesture "Don't mess with me! You knows I thought you were 40 years old when we first met!"

"HEY! IM NOT THAT OLD"

"YOU ARE-!"

Lupin hit Hirotsu with a newspaper he rolled with a angry and offended look

"IM NOT OLD"

[ineedtotouchgrassrightnow]

"Once you really love someone, all previous lovers disappear,” -Me

Y/n’s pov

Bonfires were dull; all someone could really do is sit and listen to monotonous stories and maybe eat some s'mores. If you were 'lucky' enough, you could be one of those cringey couples that laugh and flirt the whole time. Of course, others would judge you or even get a little jealous. I mean, who wouldn't want a relationship? Well, other than people like me—I hated the idea of being a gross couple and having all that public affection.

The fire grew dull, and the s'mores made me sick. I couldn't finish the one I made and ended up tossing it into a nearby trash can. “These are some of the most boring moments in my life,”

**THUD**

The loud sound scared me, making me jump in surprise. Swiftly, I ran towards the source of the noise, pulling out my weapon.

"Huh-?" Confused, I looked around for a moment before my eyes landed on the ground—a unconscious boy and a satyr. This wasn't something that happened every day. Sighing, I picked up the human boy, obviously struggling a bit.

"Oh my gods..." Barely managing to drag the boy to the infirmary, I placed him on a bed and called over one of the nurses to help. When Mr. Chiron walked in, he seemed uneasy seeing the black-haired boy in the bed. "Is everything alrigh-?" "Y/n, can I trust you to nurse him back to health?" "Why me?" "Y/N," his voice had a strict stern tone. "Fine." "Thank you, Y/n. I assume you know what to do, no?" "Yes, sir..." He walked off, leaving an unwanted boy in your hands.

???? Pov

The once unconscious boy's head was a throbbing mess; every inch of him seemed to hurt. Slowly regaining consciousness, he found himself confused of his surroundings.

"My eyes scanned around the room, and they landed on a H/C girl. Her hair resembled that of a princess, and when our eyes met, she gave me a polite smile."

"Are you up? Don't answer; you'll tire yourself out." She walked over and gently placed a pudding in my mouth. The taste was too good, but a hint of embarrassment lingered as I realized a girl was feeding me.

"Are you the one from the-" She cut herself off. "Actually, don't worry about that; it's not my business to tell." She continued to feed you more pudding. "Hu-" "Sh! They are coming!" In a rush, she quickly shoved more into my mouth, and I couldn't even feel when I passed out again.

Y/n’s POV

The boy passed out again, and a satyr walked in, appearing embarrassed as he avoided eye contact. "Is he yours?" "Mhm..." The satyr never broke eye contact with the floor, nervously picking at his horns. "Are you worried?" "N-No!? I, uh, am I, uh, just..." The satyr was a terrible liar. "Not a very good liar, are you?" "No, not really..." He started to grab nectar for the kid. "Hey, is it fine with you if I head out? I did my job." "Yeah, that's fine..." The satyr was still a mess; he most likely failed his job, but that wasn't my business. "I'll, uh, leave now," I said quickly, picking up a notebook I brought along.

Tired, I returned to my cabin. Sleep weighed heavily on my eyelids, and I rushed to my bed. The moment my cheek hit the cold pillow, something felt different from last night. An odd sensation lingered, but I couldn't quite figure out what was off. Before I could unravel what, exhaustion took over, and I fell asleep.

The following morning came like normal and I got ready normally too but yet again something felt off I didn’t feel this way before what was causing it now…? Confused I decided to just go do some training theres nothing better than training to get your mind off of things after all

My stomach then growled I should get breakfast first…

I made my way to the dining hall and saw a black-haired boy next to a blonde-haired one—Luke and the other kid. I waved at them before grabbing my plate. The camp food was okay, I guess? Not my favorite, but I didn't dislike it. I quickly finished my usual meal within five minutes and got up to go training. Surprisingly, Luke and the other kid also made their way to the arena.

Ignoring them, I grabbed my weapon and started practicing moves with a dummy, being careful not to break it again. After training for a while, my eyes went back to Luke and the black-haired kid; he was getting beaten by Luke. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, knowing that we've all been there before. Amused by the scene, I continued my practice, occasionally glancing over at their sparring match. The black-haired kid was putting up a good fight, despite the odds against him.

As I was about to try a new move I had seen another person doing, a loud amount of shocked noises caught my attention. Quickly turning around, I saw Luke completely shocked with his sword on the ground, and the black-haired, now wet, boy had his sword on his chest. The unexpected turn of events left the training arena filled with an air of surprise.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. A new kid managing to outmaneuver Luke of all people? It felt like a scene from some main character's story. The unexpected twist added a touch of excitement to the routine training day at camp.

I decided to end my training there and watched the two spar. "Come on, Percy, do it again," Luke urged him on. Percy looked confident but failed miserably. He tried again, but luck seemed to escape him. Whether it was beginner's luck or stage fright, I found myself getting bored and decided to leave the arena.

I went back to my cabin when I heard panting behind me. "W-Wait!!!" I turned around to face an out-of-breath boy, now identified as Percy. "Hm?" "I, uh..." He looked down, embarrassed, before looking up again. "I, uh, want your help with training!" "Me? Why me?" "I-I look, can you just train me?" I thought it over for a second before sighing, "Alright."

We headed back to the training arena together, and Percy seemed eager to learn. As we practiced various moves, I could see the determination in his eyes. Despite his initial struggles, there was a spark of potential that caught my attention. It turned out, helping Percy train wasn't as boring as I initially thought, and the camaraderie built during the session made it a worthwhile.

"You're doing better than most people already, but we really need to find you a balanced sword."

"Yeah..." Percy chuckled nervously.

"Well, that's it for today. We should get going to the campfire before we're late."

"But I was having so much fun!" Percy whined.

"Yeah, yeah, come on. Let's go," I sighed, rolling my eyes.

As we walked towards the campfire, Percy continued to express his enthusiasm for the training. He seemed genuinely excited about learning and improving his skills. Despite my initial reluctance, I found myself appreciating the newfound bonding time. Perhaps helping Percy was a break from the routine I needed, and the anticipation of future training sessions brought an unexpected sense of enjoyment.

As we sat down near the fire, we ended up sharing stories about our lives before we discovered we were demigods. Our tales flowed until I was interrupted by a girl—it was Annabeth. She walked over and sat down next to me, her beautiful gray eyes shining due to the fire. The unexpected interruption added a new dynamic to our storytelling, and Annabeth's presence brought a certain warmth to me.

Percy looked at me, sensing something was up, but I couldn't stop staring into Annabeth's eyes to notice or care. "Y/n?" He tapped me slightly. "Huh!? Yeah?!" He had an unreadable expression. "Like I was saying, I had a bad stepdad and-" He went back to talking about his life as I tried not to get lost in Annabeth's eyes, attempting to refocus on Percy's story.

We kept talking, but Annabeth left as swiftly as she joined our conversation. Despite my attempts to focus on Percy's words, my eyes would occasionally wander to her. Each time, I'd be met with the annoyed expression of Percy, who seemed determined to keep my attention on our discussion.

As we said our goodbyes and went to our respective cabins, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The weird pit in my stomach persisted, like of the moments when Annabeth walked near me. However, she wasn't nearby, and I couldn't understand why I felt this way, especially since I didn't have similar feelings for anyone else. The mystery of the unsettling sensation lingered as I drifted into an uneasy sleep.

As I woke up again, that peculiar pit in my stomach persisted, a mix of uncertainty and an inexplicable emotion. Nevertheless, I carried on with my usual routine—fixing my hair and heading to the dining hall. When I saw Percy, a genuine smile couldn't help but grace my face. We sat down, engrossed in conversations about games and our favorite things. Eventually, our routine fell into a pattern: waking up, sharing meals, training, and the recurring unsettling feeling before sleep. The cycle repeated, leaving me grappling with the strange emotions that accompanied each day week after week.”

It wasn't until one day, as we sat at the campfire, Percy seemed about to confess something when Annabeth interrupted. "Y/n!?" "Yes, Annabeth?" I looked up at her. "I'm bored, wanna hang out after this!?" "Uh, maybe?" I laughed nervously. "I mean, it sounds like fun?" "Okay, let me grab something first!" She walked off. When I turned back to Percy, he seemed off. "What were you saying?" "Forget it." "What's wrong?" "Nothing, just tired. I'm going to sleep early." "Oh? Uh, okay, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." "Cringe." Percy walked off, and Annabeth came back, smiling. The odd pit in my stomach returned but it seems lesser than before.

The dynamic between Percy and Annabeth created a tug-of-war for my attention. As I spent more time with Annabeth, Percy's frustration grew evident. He'd storm off, only to return later, calmer, and ask to do something together. The constant cycle left me torn between the two, and the struggle to balance their presence in my life was becoming increasingly challenging. The lack of alone time added to the complexity of the situation, making it difficult to navigate my feelings and commitments to both Percy and Annabeth.

"But you promised to train with me today, Y/n!" Percy nagged loudly. "Well, she's going to help me in hand-to-hand combat!" Annabeth replied snarkily. The constant bickering between them had become unbearable. They both wanted me by their side 24/7, and I was tired of it.

"Enough! I am leaving and going to do something on my own! Leave me alone!" I snapped back before storming off into the forest, seeking some much-needed solitude.

The rustling leaves and distant sounds of the forest provided a momentary escape. As I walked deeper into the woods, the weight of the conflicting demands from Percy and Annabeth lifted, replaced by a sense of freedom. It was a much-needed respite from the incessant tug-of-war for my attention.

In the quiet of the forest, I reflected on the complexity of the situation. The constant struggle to balance my time between two friends, each with their own expectations, had become overwhelming. The solitude allowed me to gather my thoughts and decide what I truly wanted, away from the pressures of their competing desires.

As I was lost in my thoughts, I heard rustling and turned to the noise. "Hey, Y/n..." It was Percy again, offering a small, shy smile. "Can I sit down?" Sighing, I nodded, staring at the sky. "I'm sorry, but I just really like you. I like spending time with you." "Mhm," I replied, not wanting this conversation.

"I think there's something I should tell you," Percy said. I turned to look at him. "Hm?" "I-I think I like you!" He blurted out loud, his face turning a light pink. The revelation added a new layer to the already complicated situation, leaving me at a loss for words.

The revelation hit me like a tidal wave, the pit in my stomach now a tangled mess of confusion. "Huh!?" I stammered. "I'm sorry, but I just do!" Percy's admission left me reeling. It made sense, but the realization was unexpected. I wasn't a mess because of Annabeth well not right now; I was a mess because I liked Percy. He was the reason for the strange emotions that plagued my days and nights. The tangled web of feelings unfolded, and I found myself navigating uncharted territory.

"I'm sorry, we can still be frien-" Without thinking, I quickly pulled him into a kiss, shocking him. He relaxed right away and kissed back. In that moment, I had never felt so... good? The unexpected turn of events left us both caught in the intensity of the kiss, a cascade of emotions and newfound clarity washing over me.

We both pulled away, a blushing mess. "D-Do you like me, then...?" Percy asked nervously. "Are you dumb?" I teased. "Very..." We laughed, and I helped him stand up. "Let's go to the campfire before we're late." "Yes, Ma'am!" he replied playfully. "Dork."

We walked back to the campfire, holding hands, and sat down in our usual seat. I laid my head on his shoulder, laughing quietly to myself. "What's so funny, Y/n?" Percy asked. "I hate cringy couples, yet here we are..." He rolled his eyes and laughed. Maybe cringy couples can have a few good moments.

I SHOULD GO TO SLEEP NOW I HAVE A BIG DAY TOMORROW ITS FINNA BE MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

[cutekittenlady]

Tumblr Plays Pokemon White 2 - Part 7

Oh. ohhhh god. Oh it stinks.

Ew. Ew. Ew.

Screw you Hugh. Its a sewer. We'll be lucky if we dont see a dead Patrat getting eaten by a Rattata or a wild Krookidile jumping out at us after getting flushed.

Thats a thing right? Krookidile in the sewers?

Look man I only have a few potions and pokeballs. Are you sure we're ready for this?

Well if you think you have enough healing potions and stuff to heal both our pokemon then I guess its okay. But I'm warning you, if I see even one rage candy bar floating in that water...

Huh... so its true what they say about death, taxes, and Zubat.

Look Hugh I know we're hunting for Plasma but just let me catch a couple of these guys for the dex. I really dont wanna have to come down here again for the entries.

Thanks to fighting through the horde of zubat. Molly learned flame wheel. That'll come in handy.

I manage to catch a Zubat I dont intend to use, but catching a rattata proved shockingly difficult cause everytime one popped out Hughs pignite slaughtered it. Guess Bentley wasn't the only starter with a dark bone in his body. Eventually did manage to catch one though. Ugh Juniper had better appreciate all this work I'm doing.

There are supposed to be grimer down there to but... no. Just... just no.

As we're going along Hugh does apologize for getting me mixed up in this whole mess, so I opt to forgive him for being so gungho about this. He is trying after all...

Huh...well that was both shockingly quick and excrutiatingly long.

Okay Hugh they haven't noticed us yet. If we stay far enough back and listen in maybe we can find out where the rest-

Dammit Hugh!

Yeah your just good Semaritins cleaning up the sewer. In front of a really suspicious hole. In matching uniforms.

Come on man.

Over my dead body.

Bentley show them the meaning of words "Your ass is grass."

Hugh and I face of against the Plasma grunts. Its my Bentley and Hughs Pignite versus their sandile and scraggy. I opt to have Bentley use Leaf Tornado on the Sandile. PIgnite hits Sandile with a flame charge before i can though, taking it out.

Dang Hugh you've been leveling these guys up! Bentley used Leafe tornado on the Scraggy instead. It doesnt do nearly as much damage, but it lands. I opt to back Hugh up by having Bentley use wrap on the Scraggy. Trapping it and letting Pignite land a solid blow.

Maybe it was seeing how much Pignites grown, maybe it was just that this last battle was the last push he needed, or maybe the stinky sewer air activated something in his genetics, but once the battle was over...

Bentley evolved into Servine!

Heck yeah we are!

After that the plasma grunts take off. These guys sure like running away. Hugh wants to go farther in, but just as i was about to dissuade him (theres only two of us, we have no idea how many more there might be, we only have a limited number of healing items) someone else beats me to it.

And just like who should pop out but Gym leader Burgh!

Evidently Burgh had already gone through the furtherest parts of the sewer looking for team plasma but found no one. After making a stellar pun, Hugh brings up about how Burgh and the other gym leaders fought against Team Plasma two years ago.

Hugh then gives me the HM for Strength and takes off.

I think Burgh made him feel a little... inadequete. Just when burgh and I were about to follow some other weirdo pops out of the hole in the wall.

He says some gibberish about how interesting out battle with plasma was and then just... walks off.

I haven't the foggiest idea Burgh.

After that Burgh takes off. I could follow after him and beat his gym but... well after seeing how strong Pignite i think it might be best if I tried training in the sewers awhile.

But right now I need air. THeres a stair well across the way. Maybe it leads up to the street.

Wow its... A little park?

Maybe I'll jusst chill here a bit and sip some lemonade before going back down into the stinky sewer.

((Going ahead and posting this. Eevee won the catching poll for this area and finding one is going to take... awhile.))