#they’re sooooo fucked up I’m twirling them around

[applespider]

God and so soon after Forever was forcefully fed a lie by the Feds, his own friend is trying to do basically the same. The break down of trust is so good I’m chewing this plot line like a stick.

[queenimmadolla]

For flirty boyfriend Eddie, what are your thoughts on him using every opportunity he gets to compliment or drop a cheesy pick up line on you no matter how long you’ve been dating?

This man LIVES for flirting. He was definitely coy about it before you were dating, he used one to ask you on a date—it was such a fucking stupid pick up line—but he was comfortable enough with you to pull it out, even brought raisins to snack on for the bit, offering you one, “Care for a raisin?”

Your nose scrunches up, “No, I’m good.”

But Eddie’s not done yet. He’ll actually never be done with you, “What? Don’t like them?”

“They’re alright, not my favorite thing.”

“What about a date?” His grin is so big, teeth flashing as he delivers the punchline and you can’t not smile like some dork in love even though it was stupid, it made your heart sputter. “Did you get my joke?”

“Yes, Eddie.”

“Okay, just checking. Sooooo, you gonna go out with me?”

“Yes, Eddie.”

“Okay, just checking again.”

After he knows you’re interested and after he secures you???? He has no filter. None. He will pull out every cheesy line he’s got. He’s a man of opportunity, so if you set yourself up for him to drop you a line, he’s doing it. I’ve already got this headcanon that he’s pretty much a slightly edgier version of Duckie Dale, so not only is he making it his life’s mission to flirt with you until you can’t think about anyone but him, he’s also serenading you in public (that scene was iconic and made me fall in love with Duckie). You two would be at the mall, walking past the fountain and he’d let go of your hand only to run up and jump on top of the fountain, singing out Rick Astley’s “Together Forever” (he actually hates that song and Rick Astley, but he’s tryna get his point across) at the top of his lungs.

When you finally manage to get him down, he’s still singing while you drag him away, “TOGETHER FOREVER AND NEVER TO PART, TOGETHER FOREVER WITH YOU!”

Then he somehow ends up being the one in control, twirling you around towards the exit rather than dragging, “AND DON’T YOU KNOW I WOULD MOVE HEAVEN AND EARTH TO BE TOGETHER FOREVER WITH YOOOOUUU!”

He pretends nothing happened the moment you get in the van. He won’t deny it when you bring it up to your friends because 1.) he doesn’t care, he’s getting laid; 2.) he already entertained the idea of gaslighting the memories out of you but he doesn’t plan on stopping his randomly timed romantic outbursts so there’s no point and 3.) he knows you actually really, really love it.

Eddie likes watching you too, admiring you, you’re not even doing anything special. Could be flipping through a magazine, reading a book and you still got him kicking his feet in the air, hands in his palms. “Oh, how I love thee. Let me count the ways,” then he proceeds to list literally every single thing about you, from how pretty your hair is, to your eyes and the way you’re rolling them at him right then, how pretty you look when you blush and exist, likes that thing you do with your tongue in his mouth and on his cock, how good you smell, loves your kisses and how often you’ll take the time to straddle him and just plaster them all over his face just because, how loved you make him feel, how you’re the reason why he didn’t care about learning drum solos (which he alternated for) because the only thing he wanted to bang was you—you threw your magazine at him for that one—and then to shut him up you smother his face in kisses again.

This isn’t even really flirty but I need to state that he definitely has his hand up for a high-five after sex.

Eddie passes you notes at school with little compliments written on them, more often than not they’re a little dirty—and then he immediately looks away and pretends it wasn’t him when you turn back to look at him after the crumpled up piece of paper is tossed on your desk, or falls out of your locker.

They go something like:

'You look really pretty in that dress, bet it would look better on my bedroom floor though :) also I want to bite your thigh, I love you ‘kay bye'

'I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you walk away cause your ass is F I N E, wanna bite that too'

'Is robin teaching you how to play the trumpet??? cause you’re making me all horny and shit'

'I can tell you spent a long time on your hair, can’t wait to ruin it for you, my love'

'I cut my finger :( kiss it better?'

when you follow through on that one, you get:

'Your kiss is pretty magical baby, made my finger feel better! :D That being said, I’d like to let you know my penis hurts'

Yeah, you follow up on that one, too. Every note is signed off with a heart that’s got devil horns and a tail. It’s also on fire.

He’s really in love with you, there’s no coming back from it and since he’s a man of affection, he’s gonna make sure you know as often as he can :’)

[annab-recs]

Mind Readers - JJ Maybank

Since y/n and Kie have been attached at the hip since birth, they can literally read each other like a book and can finish each other’s sentences. The boys witness this one day out on the boat and to them, it sounds like straight gibberish.

Requested by an amazing anon 💙

Warnings: some curse words; alcohol use

Word Count: 1.6k+

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You and Kie have been best friends for as long as the two of you can remember. Your moms were best friends before y'all were even thought of and when they found out that they were both pregnant at the same time, they just knew their babies were going to be best friends like they were. It was not long before Kiara and you were born and that was the beginning of an incredible friendship that would last for years.

Over the last sixteen years, the two of you have basically shared every memory you have together. From playing in the backyard to sleepovers to working at The Wreck to your terrible year at the Kook Academy, Kie was with you through it all. Being together for practically all of your lives has led to you two being able to read each other like a book. You can always tell what the other is thinking or feeling and you can finish each other's sentences as well. Conversations would be had between the two of you without a full sentence being completed.

But without your best friend, you wouldn’t have met your other amazing friends or your gorgeously handsome stud of a boyfriend. Kiara brought you Pope, John B, and JJ and the five of you were inseparable. Y'all were going to do anything and everything to make your summer fun and today, you were going to spend the day out on the water. After making some sandwiches and packing some beers in a cooler, you walked out onto the dock and made your way to the HMS Pogue.

"Whatcha got there, princess?" JJ asked you as he held his hand out to you to help you onto the boat. You sent a smile his way before taking his hand in yours and stepping in.

"Just some sandwiches and beer for the long day ahead of us," you replied to him as he placed a sweet kiss to your cheek and grabbed the cooler from you to set it down. A smile played across your face and you went in to give him a real kiss. His arms traveled around your waist to hold you close to him and your hands found their way into his gorgeous mess of golden locks.

"Really? The day just started, and you guys are already macking on each other," Pope huffed from behind you. You pulled away from the blue-eyed boy before a blush scattered upon your cheeks.

"How can I not, Pope? Have you seen her?" JJ mentions as he twirls you around and pulls you into him. "If someone this beautiful and amazing had walked into your life, wouldn’t you want to mack on her every chance you got?" You gush at your wonderful boyfriend as he plants little kisses all over the top of your head and face.

"Stop! You gonna end up suffocating me!" You giggle as his kisses invade your space to breathe. He plants one last kiss on your lips before leaving you to grab a beer and talk with John B. You can't help but notice the way that Pope looked at you two a few moments ago and how he was gazing at Kiara right now. God, he is so in love with her. Before you could encourage him to swoop on her, she called you over.

"Y/N! Come here," Kie shouted from the front of the boat. You and Pope parted, him going with the guys and you with your girl. "Guess who we passed on the way over here?" By the way she rolled her eyes, you could tell it was someone she does not like.

"Skank Cameron?" You asked, using your nickname for the middle child of the Cameron family. You and Kie had nicknames for almost everyone y'all talked about. You two could literally be talking about the guys right in front of you but they would not know because of the nicknames you use. The nod of her head let you know you were correct.

"She was with your ex too," She muttered as she slid her sunglasses down from the top of her head to rest on her nose. You groaned after being reminded of one of the worst decisions of your life.

"Please don't remind me," you exasperated, dramatically letting out a huff of air. Kie giggled at your theatrical display before sipping on the beer in her hand.

"But while we are on the topic of boys, what about the one over there?" You ask as you tip your head in the direction of the guys. Her eyes follow to land on the group of three. She knew you weren't referring to your own boyfriend, but she didn't know if you were talking about the one with a brain or the one with shaggy hair. She sent you a confused look before you mouthed 'Pope'.

"I don't know y/n," she whispers so that the guys don't overhear.

"What's not to love about him? He is smart and caring and have you seen the way he looks at you? He absolutely adores you and I know he'd do anything for you," you tell her.

"But the rule-"

"JJ and I have broken that rule sooooo many times and have done so much worse than just macking, I promise," you chuckle and send a smirk JJ's way. He notices and shoots you a wink before returning to his conversation with the guys.

"Ew, y/n, gross." Her face shows pure disgust as she speaks which only sends you into a fit of laughter.

"Don't act like you don't know."

"Oh, I know. I just don't want to be reminded of it." She shivers as if to shake off a bad memory. She has never caught y’all doing any worse than kissing. Now, John B is a different story. He has seen a lot more than you would like, but he's fine. He hasn’t been traumatized by anything he’s seen, but he should have listened a little better before opening the door anyway.

"All I'm saying is he is clearly interested in you and it wouldn't hurt to try," you encourage as she shrugs. The two of you continue to discuss other topics before Kie suggests hopping in the water to which you nod happily. You two shuck your shorts and shoes before jumping off the boat's edge into the nice cool water.

"Mind if we join?" John B asks as soon as you and Kie resurface.

"Not at all," Kie speaks softly as she lays back, letting her body float and relax.

"Come on in, boys," you say as you gesture for the boys to join you. JJ sends you a big smile before cannonballing into the water below him and sending splashes and waves as his body hit the water. You saw it before it happened, so you were able to shield yourself, but Kie had her eyes closed in her relaxed state.

"JJ Maybank!" She huffed angrily as JJ ducked behind you. Giggles escaped you as JJ cowered behind your frame.

"Mama's mad," he muttered as his hands rested on your shoulders and he peered around you.

"Maybe a little warning next time?" She spoke through gritted teeth before rolling her eyes and continuing to swim.

"Aye aye captain," JJ joked as he saluted her. John B jumped in during the bickering of your best friend and boyfriend and all that was left was Pope. He walked up to the edge of the boat and attempted to jump. He actually slipped and belly flopped into the water.

"Oh my God!" You yell trying your best not to laugh as Pope comes back to the surface.

"Are you good bro?" John B asks and swims closer to Pope as he nods. After we are sure he's alright, the group erupts into a fit of laughter.

"Dude, it was like you've never jumped off the boat before," JJ chuckles behind you.

"Y/n-" Kie starts but is interrupted by her own giggles, "do you rem- remember when-"

"Oh my God-" Your laughter keeps you from speaking as well as the memory she is referring to comes to mind. "Wh- When Whitney wiped ou-"

"Completely!" Kie shouted as she laughed.

"And then Topper-"

"And when he tried-"

"He fell in-"

"Rafe and Kelce laughed-"

"And they got pushed-"

"That was probably the funniest party I have ever been to," Kie spoke after you two had finally calmed down from laughing so hard. That was when you noticed the strange stares you were getting from the boys.

"Uh, what the fuck?" John B sounded astonished as he had a look of shock on his face. You and Kie shared a confused look between the two of you before speaking.

"Did we miss something?" She asked as she looked around us to make sure there wasn't anything in the water.

"Yeah, the second half of your fucking sentences," JJ remarked.

"What the heck were y'all talking about?" Pope questioned with wide eyes. You could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to put the pieces of the sentences that you two said together.

"A party that I made Kie come to."

"And for some reason, people just kept slipping and falling into the pool," she said as her laughter came back. Your own giggles did as well.

"Girls are weird man," Pope spoke as he pulled himself back onto the boat to grab a sandwich.

"They're like fucking mind readers dude," JJ agreed as he joined his friend to get a sandwich as well. He couldn't help but look down at you in the water in adoration as your lovely laugh filled his ears.

"You got it bad, lover boy," John B teased but JJ didn't seem to care. He had his eyes fixed on you and that was all he needed. You.

[norgestan]

I'm going back for seconds! Viri/Hugo, Nora/Miquel, Lucasim, Emma/You. Lol tbh I just want an Emma ship and I feel like we haven't properly settled for one. 😔 Who should end up with Emma, Mia excluded since you haven't watched Druck yet?

ardi round 2, i loooove this :)

VIRIHUGO:

i think at the end of the day i’m just resigned to virihugo’s existence. do i hate that they just Start pining for each other with no setup at all? yes. do i hate that their relationship was a noorhelm+vilde esque get-together where dylan is the one who ends up alone? yes (imagine if noora had told william something like “oh lol vilde is just some slut that goes for every boy around her, she’ll get over it soon and she doesn’t really care about us being together ;)”. bc that’s essentially what virihugo did LOL). do i hate that half of their clips are they just standing still and monologuing about each other? oh yes. do i care? not really. i would resent them a lot more if viri had been the protag of s3, but eskam had really compelling couples with noriquel and norandro so i just spend my time focusing on them and not the lesser part of the season.

viri is an endearing character, and although i didn’t like most of her subplot in s3, i do think eskam made her an interesting character with what they had and i’m happy she got a nice boyfriend that she has lots of fun with. moreover, norandro was lacking the enemies-to-lovers snarky interactions (too busy being a really compelling couple!) and the trope was picked up by hugo and viri. which i kinda dig, because those interactions were the only things that i enjoyed about various noorhelms in the skamverse - if most of them were like that and less bad abusive boy feminist girl jerk-fest, i wouldn’t loathe noorhelm as much as i do. although this also makes me wish viri and hugo had been that kind of dynamic from the start, and just gotten a lot of will-they-won’t-they glances from their friends throughout the show until they finally got into each other on s3. but i guess that would’ve made it impossible for eskam to use dylan just to *checks notes* make every person in the love triangle insanely infuriating, oh well.

tl;dr: they are allowed to exist.

NORIQUEL:

ardi, you just want to see the world burn LMAO

to me it’s hard to dislike any pairing with nora on it because she’s a very good character and that just means she’ll always have great dynamics with other good characters. and oh is miquel a good character. in a lot of ways, eskam gave us two great williams in one season: my boy alejandro, who is the perfect candidate for a nora love interest, who earned his place and then helped nora earn her place as the best candidate to be his love interest as well, and then miquel, that has just enough characterization to be exactly what the narrative of the season needs him to be - not only a mustache-twirling antagonist who will punch out then smirk his way out of situations, but a real person.

see, they could’ve made miquel into a one-dimensional asshole that nora is stupidly into because he’s hot (does that sound familiar to you? LOL) but oh no, miquel is way more than that. he earns nora’s trust because he’s not an asshole, he resents olga for cheating on him and you can see how nora waits until the moment where he’ll call her a slut but it NEVER comes, he defends nora in front of his friends... he gives her what she needs, and he fits right where she expects him to. and that’s so important in a season where every other character is challenging nora in one way or another: alejandro doesn’t fit in her box of “incorrigible fuckboy”, viri doesn’t fit in her box of “helpless friend who needs my pity”, emma doesn’t fit in her box of “s/a victim”. being with miquel is easy, when he just humors her and spits out thoughts that nora agrees with all the time. it’s just REALLY great to watch. not only is her season a display of how emotional abuse looks like, but also her entire relationship with miquel showcases her shame, her flaws, the things she needs to work with to better her relationships with the people who ask more of her because it’s only fair.

i honestly never was in the miquel hate train. once you get the point of the character, it’s easy to love him for what he is. as i said before, miquel was also a call of attention because the conversations that he had with nora reminded me of talks with male friends i’ve had in my uni years, and it really put it in perspective and made me realize that i have been humoring numerous miquels by sitting through their “i’m actually a feminist, ya know” think-pieces and agreeing with the general feeling of it. and i don’t think a character like niko could EVER make anyone feel like that.

i’ve checked the middle square because that was my reaction every time eskam made a point to parallel noriquel to noorhelm. like YES. YOU DO GET ME. TRULY A SEASON FROM NOORHELM ANTIS TO NOORHELM ANTIS. what a skamverse treat. this relationship is good for the SOUL. that’s why i never got infuriated watching the couple, despite knowing what the point of their existence was: at the end of the day, i knew that the signs of abuse weren’t pointless and just fillers for an end-of-season sex scene, but they were actually going to do something interesting with them. and that’s exactly what they did. noriquel is actually a perfectly crafted relationship for what its message is and it deserves to be remembered as that.

LUKASIM:

oh BOY.

i just.... kasim is in this relationship. that already makes this REALLY difficult to tackle it. the thing about kasim is... if you only watched the season as the movistar+ channel shows it, kasim is simply a plot device. he’s not a character. he’s only there to introduce conflict and stir some shit and then fuck off to the sunset. he doesn’t have an og counterpart which meant that eskam didn’t have to actually try with him, and kasim is just what they need him to be: a way to introduce the main conflict, a reason for dounia to hate amira, boy on boy action for that sweet fanservice, misogynist microaggressions towards amira, a loose way to wrap things up at the end of the season and absolve her from any guilt or shame, etc. he just shows up when the plot needs him and then walks away very swaggily. and that’s why kasim is an essay kind of topic because to talk about him, you have to tackle the racism in s4 and all the ways they could’ve made a conflict-inducing gay muslim guy actually likable. which i won’t do here.

but then if you look at the lucas extra clips... he’s actually LIKABLE. he’s a character: he has personality, he’s funny, he doesn’t take lucas’ shit, he will only be with him if lucas apologizes and changes first. and as someone who desperately wants to protect kasim from the shit characterization and treatment he got in the show, i treasure those clips immensely - which i don’t think a lot of people do, and i can see why. it’s just sad that the moments where kasim was a likable, real character were hidden behind a paywall, and drown in a convoluted plotline of outing people when they behave badly as a good punishment. the thing about their get-together is that their impact relies only on amira, and is meant to make her life a living hell. other than that, there’s not really a narrative or character reason why they’re both into each other. is it only because they’re conventionally attractive guys and the only recurrent mlm in the show? wow, that shit’s BORING.

sigh, anyway. in a slightly better world, kasim being gay wasn’t actually a nuance as it was presented in the show. rather, kasim was out and confident about it, close to his sister, probably a regular in las labass where he could also work with organizations of other queer muslims in madrid. this also means that lucas and kasim’s relationship wasn’t the typical hidden gay love story that they were in the actual show, but they’re just, ya know. typical gay kids who made out in the club and then became just friends. or lucas’ activism on s2 warranted some instagram dms and then they upgraded to acquaintances. it’s upsetting that lucas is the only eskild who doesn’t really get to hangout or be in queer circles like other eskilds are implied to, so it would be great for him to actually have gay friends that he enjoys just as much as his primarily friend group. like, their version of lucas’ queer lifestyle being going to bars and hooking up with older guys it’s so....................... why. they didn’t have the time to say anything interesting about it and so obviously they didn’t do it lol. at this rate lucas’ only platonic queer companion is cris, which is lackluster to say the least.

the decision of making kasim lucas’ endgame is just another one on the list of things s4 got so, so wrong. what for? why does lucas need (another) boyfriend, again? why does every queer person in this show have to be dating someone and also come out to their parents? again, their relationship is just another rushed hidden gay love story that i found interesting at 13 years old and then never again. they could’ve taken it into ANY other direction, please. i’m begging.

anyways, you had really nice headcanons of lucas being the only eskild willing to revert to date a muslim guy, so that’s the only reason why i’m open to the idea of them being a couple. in a better universe, eskam actually made a case for these two being a good couple, and i agreed with it. as it is for now, it’s just really pointless, and rooted on the fact that kasim is not a real character to begin with. so i’m OBVIOUSLY sending them to superhell <3

EMMA/ME:

standard wlw relationship that would probably get sooooo much backlash about how neither of the characters Really feel like wlw and the emma love interest being boring as fuck, tbh.

alright, now that we’ve covered all that.... should dear emma grace even end up with someone in the skamverse? maybe one of the skamau girlies, given the proximity? maybe she’ll hook up with the female eskild that i know so many people dislike? idk. emma deserves a nice love story, in the same wavelength as nora. she deserves someone who is patient, who communicates well, who establishes boundaries and asks for respect, who understands she’s not only the act of crazy party girl and there are really interesting, carefully placed layers around her. maybe someone who went through a similar situation or at the very least sits down with her and tries their hardest to understand all the things going on with her life. like... there’s something about emma dropping the accusations and then dipping to another country, away from her parents and even her hometown in the states, just to throw herself in a city as busy as nyc is, that is desperately asking to be explained and explored. in a lot of ways, emma’s story is the other side of the noora story that couldn’t be told through nora’s perspective. in a perfect universe, there’s a spinoff that takes place right between s3 and s4, where emma gets the news of how much of a shithead miquel actually is and she has to question all of that yet again, and break the sense of normalcy and comfort she had built during all those years. it would be great if that story featured her closest friendships, and a newfound love. yes i was serious when i talked about the emma grace spinoff @ movistar+

[madllamamomma]

It’s Called A Door... Muriel x MC (Female OC) Cute/Funny Hijinks  Short Story Time! SWF, But still has profanity and whatnot.

[Approximately three weeks before you were a Lightweight~ at the Rowdy Raven OWO....  read the link if you are confused (if you wanna)]

https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/611358106606256128/yet-another-muriel-x-mc-female-smutwhat-its

It’s Called A Door~

It’s nearly sundown. The streets are filled with vendors selling hot food, lanterns, and blankets. You're practically skipping down the road. Sluggishly trailing behind you is Muriel and Asra.

“Come on you two!!! Let’s get a good place by the water for later tonight!” Muriel's face scrunches as you try to hurry them both. You can’t contain your excitement. “It will be fun Muriel, I promise!”

Muriel grumbles, “.... doubt that.”

Asra laughs and nudges him with his elbow slightly. “Sorry, Muriel, this is her favorite festival.”

“It’s the Spring Star and Lantern festival! What isn’t there to like?!”

“People…” Muriel mutters under his breath. He has rather grown since you two met. He went from being a lone hermit in the woods to being (almost) social in just a few months. But sometimes he still has a hard time adjusting.

“That’s why I love this festival.” You spin around in front of Muriel whimsically, your twirls up slightly. “Despite how many people are out, they are only paying attention to themselves, to the lights and the stars!” You take both of Muriel’s hands in yours, their size nearly dwarfs yours when you hold them. Somehow you enjoy that. You beam brightly up at his face. He however looks wary. “This festival was the first time I felt comfortable being around a huge crowd… I guess... after I…” Beginning to trail off, you glance over at Asra, a bit of sadness in his eyes, and you decide not to finish your sentence. Clearing your throat, “It’s just a beautiful night, there is no moon, only stars!! People all have lanterns in hand, and there is lots of food, and at the end of the night people watch the metro shower! It happens every year like clockwork!! It’s amazing!!” Muriel scans all around at the people around, still unsure.

Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. It’s only been around a month since Lucio came back, and Muriel had to share his home with all those people too....You tilt your head getting his attention. “—But, Muri…. if you don’t feel up to this, it’s ok. There is always next year.” You smile reassuring him. You’ve been looking forward to this, after Luico took over the city, it was a complete wreck. You didn’t think it was going to happen. But somehow the townspeople came together and pulled it off. But it’s not the end of the world if you don’t go.

Muriel looks at you perplexed. “But...this is your favorite…”

“My favorite festival, sure!” Blush starts to creep into your cheeks as you hike your shoulders feeling a little bubbly, still sweetly looking into his mossy green eyes. “...But you’re my favorite person, Muriel~ If you're not having fun, it’s not worth it to me.”

Red paints Muriel’s cheeks and a small bashful smile takes over his face. He takes a movement and looks around considering his options. His attention goes towards an elderly couple and what appeared to be their two grandchildren. They’re handing the children their cute little lanterns, the kids look so excited. Muriel can’t help but grin a little at the sight, softening his gaze. Then he turns back to you, huffs, casually placing his arm over your shoulder. “...Just stay close… please?”

Your hand meets the one on your shoulder, loving his touch. “Of course! If you get too overwhelmed we can leave, just say the word, ok?”

He pulls you a little closer to him, and nods.

Asra pats Muriel on the back lightly, “I’m proud of you, Muriel! You’ve grown so much!”

Muriel scoffs slightly at him, “W—whatever.”

You glance over to the older couple looking at their daintily painted lanterns, suddenly making you stop dead in your tracks. “Oh crap! I forgot the lanterns at the shop!” Scrambling out of your hermit’s arm you start to run into the direction towards the shop. “Muriel, Asra, I’ll be right back!!”

Before you dash off, Muriel quickly grabs a hold of your cross-body satchel, pulling you back a bit, getting your attention. “—W-wait!!” You stop, pivoting on the left ball of your foot, you whip your body around. “...It’s about to be dark out...”

“Yeah, good idea, Muriel. You shouldn’t go alone, Rhemi.” Asra quickly agrees looking all around. “It is a night with no moon after all. The street around the shop will be really dark.”

“... there may be creeps out tonight.” Muriel slightly cringes at a bad thought like a bad taste in his mouth.

You giggle cheerfully and grab both of their hands and tug them along. “Well then, let's go, you two! We don’t want to miss the start of it!”

Once to the shop, you look back at both of them, Muriel catches a whiff of a smoked eel vender that sets himself up at the corner, you feel your stomach growl a little. “OOOO! Hey, Asra, I’ll go in and get the lanterns, could you get some—“

“—Smoked eel?” Asra smiles, you nod sharply, your hips do a little wiggly dance in delight as you grab your coin purse from your bag.

Muriel darts between you two, sticking up his hands. “I-You—You don’t have to do that!”

Asra takes the coins you hand him, you both snicker at his cute face. “It’s not just for you, we both like smoked eel too, Muriel!” He says with a wide smile.

Once Asra turns to walk away to get the food and you both were out of view, you wiggle your pointer finger, gesturing to Muriel to lean his head down.

“...What?” Muriel looks at you confused.

“Come here!... I wanna tell you something.”  With an eyebrow raised he leans down obediently. Once his face was in range, you hastily stand on your tippy toes, lacing your fingers in his hair, and steal a quick, but firm peck on his lips. You gaze into his eyes and whisper, “I love you~” He shivers a little in shock, then turns his head, smiling a little and blushing brightly. He stands straight up and tries his best to shake his smile off, but is unsuccessful. He’s still not quite used to those words yet. He doesn’t know what to do when you say it to him. It’s so cute.

“I’ll be right back, can you stand here and make sure people don’t think we’re open?” You quickly unlock the door and take down the protection spell so you can enter. Muriel nods, trying to hide his love stricken grin as he rubs the back of his neck, cutely dazed at your quick affectionate kiss and words.

The shop was very dark inside. You conjure your magic into fingers, muster up a small ball of white-ish blue light so you don’t waste the candles. The lanterns are in the back room on the reading table where you were letting them dry after you painted them last night. You reach your free hand to grab them quickly so you all don’t miss the open ceremonies.

TINK TINK TINK—CRACK—

The sound of broken glass startles you as it crunches under your shoes. You look over at the table, one of the lanterns is broken somehow. How did this happen, they were fine this afternoon… no one else came back here…

Then look over to the nearby window, it’s wide open. The hairs on the back of your neck start to rise as you trace where the glass leads to. The peripheral of your eye catches a small movement in the corner, a tall silhouette dressed in all black is watching you, unable to see their facial features. Your eyes widen, feeling your heart drop sickeningly, frozen in place with shock and fear. Suddenly the figure moves towards you, and you inhale sharply, revving up your windpipe.

“SHHH!— please don’t scream!!” The uninvited figure whispers sharply, and starts to reach their hand to cover your mouth.

Instinctively, you close your hand, killing the ball of light in your hands and let out a blood curdling wail at the top of your lungs. Adrenalin immediately triggers you to scream on the top of your lungs, “GET. OUT !!!!!!!!!”

Muriel kicks open the door. “—RHEMI !”

With a hard grunt and snap of your fingers the candles in the shop suddenly light up, illuminating the shop. In the pitch black somehow you managed to stun the assailant with her magic, wrestled them to the ground, pin them on their stomach, pulled their left arm behind their back, and placed your knee into their spine.l and back of the legs. Weeks of combat training from Morga really did pay off. The mystery assailant is tall, slender, but well built, has fiery red hair, and….is...wearing an eye patch….. WAIT A MINUTE!!!! GODDAMN IT!

Muriel barrels into the back, breathless, ready to attack. “Rhemi what’s—“

Julian reaches out with his free arm, tears of pain in his eye. “Muriel! MURIEL!!! My good, tall man!—Save me!—She’s—she’s got me!!” He’s on the floor rather pathetic looking at the moment.

“Julian FUCKING Devorak!!!” You throw your elbow into his ribs on his back. He screams a very high pitch squeal. “We have a thing—it’s a new invention—it’s called a GODDAMN door! USE THEM!!—KNOCK ON THEM!!!!” You hear something pop, he shirks a high pitch noise. You lean in closer to his ear, and you tilt your head to look in his eye. “Windows are for looking through. NOT FOR CLIMBING AND ENTERING THROUGH!!”

You look up noticing Muriel’s blank stare as he watches…. whatever this is. You smile up at him, still holding down Julian, looking very sweetly at your hermit, Julian still screaming. “Oh, hello my love! Look what I’ve got!”

Julian starts to slap his hand down on the ground, “Ok!! You are right— you are soooo right!!! I’m sorry! I am so sooooo sorry!! Alright, err, Uncle! Uncle, I say!!!!”

You tighten your grip on his arm again shooting him a very scornful look. “These are the consequences of freakin’ breaking and entering!”

“GAAAAH! Rhemi!! PLEASE! You’ve already smashed a bottle against my head before!” You slightly twist his arm. ”OOOWWW!!—I was just—looking….er...for Asra!!!” Julian glances at Muriel, still standing there clueless what to do right now. “Muriel!! I beg you! CALL HER OFF!!! I thought you were supposed to be the fearsome fighter, NOT HER!”

Muriel grumbles and folds his arms shooting him an irritated stare. “...Hold him tighter…” He scoffs.

Asra comes in behind him, he must have heard the commotion and forgotten all about the eel. “What the actual hell is going on here??” Julian smiles up at him sheepishly, wiggling his fingers, but still wincing in pain. You loosen your grip slightly, looking annoyed up at Asra.

Asra looks down at him completely dumbfounded. “Ilya?!?” Faust sticks her head out of his vest, “Squeeze?!” Asra sighs smacking his forehead with his hand, “...Did you break in again?”

You scowl, “Huh...What made you guess that?!” you say very sadistically.

“What in the name of all that is holy did you do to your sweet, cute, little apprentice?? She was already dangerously spunky enough!!!” Julian says trying to wiggle himself free, you dig your knee into his spine a bit more. “AHHHH!! I’m-I’m sorry! I—I didn’t mean it!!”

“JULIAN! Just. Ask. For. A. Freakin’. KEY!” You say gritting your teeth.

Julian's voice strains as he tries to explain himself. “I-I had one, and you took it from me months ago!! REMEMBER???”

“Also, side note —DON’T COME IN UNINVITED!!!” You lift him up with his arm then spam it back into the floor, water starts to form in his eye.

“OUCH!!! T-t-t-take it easy, lady!!!” 

Asra sighs and pitches the bridge of his nose. “Rhemi, as much as this pains me, you can let him go…”

You glare at Asra for a moment, not budging. He kneels down to meet your eye level trying to cox you like a small angry animal out of a corner. “Come on, Rhemi~, I think the doctor gets the message.” Asra smiles sweetly at your very pissed off face.

You flare your nostrils then let go of his arm reluctantly with a huff, keeping your knee firmly in his back, folding your arms tightly. “...You gave me a heart attack, Ilyan! I didn’t know who you were!! I thought you were a freakin’ robber or something!!”

His voice still rather strained. “Yeah well, uh, I would feel really sorry for the fool who does try to rob you!—Now, if you would be so kind as to, please—REMOVE YOUR BONY ASS KNEE OUT OF MY SPINE! I’m dying down here!”

Muriel walks over and lightly grabs the crease of your tightly folded arm, empathetic to your anger, reluctantly sighing, “....let him go.” Your eyes meet his, immediately softening them. You exhale deeply, begrudgingly letting Muriel bring you to your feet, your bottom lip slightly out.

Julian slowly gets to his knees, holding the part of his back where your knee was stabbing him in, as both Muriel and you burn a hole through his face. Asra helps Julian to his feet. “Ilya, I told you not to break in! I wasn’t even here.”

Julian slowly tries to stand up tall, but an apparent ache stops him. “Yeah… I, er, noticed that.” Julian turns to you, still a bit in pain, now looking rather impressed. “..Well…now, Rhemi- Dear…”  You feel a  small twitch in your left eye. Dear? Did he just call me DEAR?! He takes a step forward, you growl at him auditably, sounding like a mad dog.

“Stay back! She bites…” Muriel stands to your side and folds his arms, scowling hard at him.

Julian scans his eye all around looking for Inanna, then looks back to Muriel confused. “I…uh… I don’t see your wolf here…”

Asra chuckles deviously and shakes his head. He sighs, patting Juilan on the shoulder. “...he’s not talking about the wolf, Ilya.”

Muriel nods at your direction. You bare your teeth, then chomp the air with your mouth, giving him a clear warning, still glaring hatefully at Julian.

He jumps back a bit at your threat, and steps away out of instinct looking warily at you. A sudden smirk appears on his mug, and tries to be charming. You squint your eyes, just feeling yourself getting angrier at him.

“Alright—alright! I get the point!” He clears his throat. “You…. ah… You’ve got quite the woman there, Muriel—” He leans himself back, cracking his spine a little, seeming to make it feel better, his voice slightly muffled by his stretch. “—she’s a keeper...”

Muriel tries to hide his smile behind his tight frown, pink on his cheeks as he glances down at you. You on the other hand are still glaring at Julian. You grab Muirel’s arm and wrap it around your waist, sticking your nose up at Julian. Muriel pulls you in closer. You’re really doing your best to try and calm down, but still feel your heartbeat raising with rage and a little adrenaline.

Julian wriggles his eyebrow, “The man must be talented at taming many wild beasts…” Muriel jots, Immediate heat starts to radiate off of his body. The fuck did he just say?? Julian looks at him thoughtfully, trying to read him. “Hmmm...So that’s what the big guy is into—.” Julian eyes you up and down, all you see is red.

You lunge forward aggressively. “—I’ll show you a wild animal, Doc! This boney ass knee on mine will break your fucking spine!!!” Julian’s smirk falls away, a bead of sweet falls down his temple. Muriel reluctantly holds you back with his arm as Julian hides himself slightly behind Asra.  

Asra shakes his head, then grabs Julian’s ear lobe from his right side, pulling him down to his height. “Quit while you're ahead, Jules. She really will hurt you if you don’t shut the hell up.”

Drunk on humiliation and anger you grit through your teeth. “Imma kick his ass—HEY!”

Muriel scoops you up and throws you over his shoulder, face and body incredibly red still. Swifty he grabs two of the lanterns off the table with his other hand as you protest and flounder on his shoulder. “...We’re leaving! NOW!!”

“Hey! Where are you going?” Asra leans on one leg, putting the rest of his weight on Julian’s shoulder.

“—Away from him!” Muriel hasilty, but carefully squeezes at the small door. You finally stop squirming and your arms just dangle across his back. You sneer and grumble as you stare down Julian as Muriel pulls the door closed behind him.

“...Goddamn Ilya…saying stupid shit like that...” Muriel utters a little to himself as he puts you down to your feet. He bends down and starts to look you over. “...you alright?” He cups your jawline turning your face and inspecting up and down for any injuries. “...Glass everywhere on the floor, you sure you didn’t cut yourself?” All the anger melts away and a smile takes over your mouth. It’s funny, he does the same thing for Inanna. It’s strange how he can make you feel so much better with little gestures like this.

Your hand meets his that’s still on your face, you lean into his touch. “I’m fine—Now that we’re alone....” He tenses a little, realizing himself, but doesn’t attempt to pull away. “Thanks for coming and rescuing me, Mur~”

He snorts, “Don’t you mean rescuing Ilya from you??” Tucking a loose hair behind your ear.

“Yeah…” You scratch your head, blushing and giggling with him. “...Did you hear him squeal?”

He throws his head back and lets out a hearty laugh. “How could I not? I think the entire city heard it!” His shoulders shake, laughing to himself as he continues to think about it.

You look over towards the other people. You’ve missed the opening ceremony and all the lanterns are already lit. Feeling a little disappointed and mope a little. “....Ugh. Ilya made us miss the beginning of it. I really wanted you to see it…” You grab one of the lanterns in his hand, opening the glass door. Conjuring magic to your fingertips, you focus on a small flame until a spark appears, igniting the wick within. Once lit you trade it with the other one and do the same. “Everyone lights them at the same time after a bell is sounded. It’s really pretty...”

Muriel's eyes are warm, and he smiles. “Well… It’s like you said, there is next year…”

You feel like your eyes sparkle, your face relaxes. “But we could get struck by lightning next week… right?” He chuckles as he leans down, his eyes fixed on your lips, you feel breathless, anxiously waiting for his kiss. His mouth just an inch away from yours, “I’m supposed to be the pessimistic one, remember..?”

You lean into him about to closing the gap, lips brushing up against his.

“Hey you two—“ Asra suddenly opens the shop door, and you both jump, feeling like you’ve been caught. Muriel quickly straightens up, his brow narrows a bit, looking a little irritated. Asra flutters his eyelashes then smirks as he leans into the door frame, “....Were you two in the middle of something?”

“........Maybe…” Muriel whispers to himself, but you catch it and cough to stop a laugh looking at your feet.

Asra laughs, “Well, maybe you will get another chance later. Go on ahead to the festival.”

“But… I thought we were all going to go together.” You tilt your head confused. Asra and you always went together and you wanted to spend time with your friend.

Asra pauses for a moment and a little bit of pink takes over his face. “Julian apparently wanted company at the festival. But now, he’s got a sore back… I’m staying here for a little while and gonna try to heal it if I can.”

You feel your heart flutter a little, that was actually somewhat sweet. Other than Julian breaking and entering and scaring the shit out of you part…

Muriel‘s face twists, “You can just tell him ‘no’....He’s a doctor, he can do it himself.” Muriel doesn’t really mean that. But he does seem to miss spending time with Asra too. Tonight was a good chance for you three to catch up and enjoy things for a change, without the fate of the world on your shoulders that is.

Asra smiles and shrugs. “I would have been a third wheel anyways…” He waves the two of you off. “Go have some fun! We may catch up at the meteor shower. Try to find a good spot for all of us, Rhemi.” He reaches for the doorknob to close it.

“Asra!” He stops and opens the door a little more. You twiddle your thumbs a little feeling sheepish. “Can...Can you tell him I’m sorry for hurting his back? I really didn’t mean to…not that badly at least.” You thumbs stop fidgeting, you feel your face contort irritatedly, “—Also tell him not to call me ‘Rhemi-Dear’, ever again! I’m not his little pet.”

He laughs through his nose, “Sure thing— ‘Rhemi-Dear’.” He starts to snicker. You shoot him an annoyed look, and stick out your bottom lip. A flick of your wrist you half closing the door on him with your magic. Asra staggers forward, being taken by surprise, then holds the door away from him. “Ok—I deserved that one!” He chuckles a bit. Finally he waves as he shuts the door the rest of the way leaving you and Muriel all alone on the street.

Your eyes meet his and you both shrug simultaneously. You sigh, “Well,” batting your eyelashes flirtatiously. “...Guess this is a date now.”

Muriel’s cheeks heat up again. “I’m... ok with that.” He sets the lantern in his hand down on the ground. In one quick motion he scoops you up in his arms, lifting you up off of your feet, pulling you into his chest. An involuntarily shallow gasp escapes your throat, your free hand brace against his thick muscled shoulder. You’re taken back by his sudden affection, but you don’t resist in the slightest. “....are you…alright with it?”

You can’t help but look at him wantingly, you feel an aroused pull in your abdomen, making you feel hot. He’s changed so much since you both met, never did you think that you’d be in his arms. There wasn’t anything you wanted more than to be with him. Just like this. “Of course I am~” His hand cups your face again and finally your lips meet. Not just a quick little peck, but a meaningful, sensual kiss.

A handful of young children barrol from around the corner, catching you both in the act. They sneer and giggle as they quickly run by, shouting, “BLEH!! —EWWW!!! Gross!! Their kissing!!!!” Their disgusted remarks take you by surprise, making your both pull away from each other. Eyes darting towards the kid’s direction, both your faces feeling very flushed and hot. As they turn the corner, you sputter making Muriel join in on your laughter. You press your forehead to his, giving him another quick kiss on the nose, you feel him melt under your lips.

Muriel gently put you back to your feet and picks up the lantern off of the ground. He offers you his arm, you take it eagerly, leaning your head onto his bicep. You start to tug him along, making your way towards the festival. “Soooooo—ya’ think those two are gonna start datin’?”

“Who?” He look down at you blankly.

You point your head toward the shop where Asra and Julian are currently, looking up at him with a delighted smirk. Muriel just rolls his eyes and groans.

“—What?? I think they’re kinda cute together!!”

This was one of the best Spring Star and Lantern festivals ever. 

The end~

Sorry for giving another short story. At least this was not a tear jerker...

I have been working on like three other things. They all just were just short stories. But they were a lot of fun to write, so I hope everyone likes them the same. =)

As always, thanks for reading my hot garbage! 

[sexcoffeeandkellynickelsfics]

Sun, Sea & Two Holiday Romances? Part Three

This is all I have written for this so far 😭😭 I have ideas for a part four and an ending but not enough!

“What are you doing?” Karen whispered to Izzy as he grabbed a pair of sweatpants from the set of draws.

“I uh I like to sleep naked” he shyly told her.

“I wouldn’t mind if you wanted too” Karen whispered to him.

He relaxed slightly then stripped himself of his clothes and slid into the bed next to Karen.

“Hey come here a second” he gently nudged at Karen.

She turned to face him and he closed the gap bringing their lips together, hands began tangling into hair, they pulled back from each other smiling and a little breathless, Izzy hand gripped gently onto Karen’s hip then leaned to kiss each other again.

BANG!

“ What the hell?” Karen startled.

“Fucking Duff! Or more like your friend is fucking Duff” Izzy grimaced.

Bang, bang, thump! The headboard in the neighbouring bedroom slammed against the wall over and over again.

Then came a giggle they assumed was from Amy and the just about made out phrase;

“I need a freshen up, wanna join me?”

“Oh thank god” Izzy sighed.

He pulled Karen closer and nuzzled his face into her hair inhaling the scent of her cherry almond shampoo. Soon enough both their breaths shallowed as they fell into their slumber.

Apparently only sleeping till 6am was long enough for Duff and Amy as they were going at it again headboard banging against the wall, Amy begging and Duff groaning.

“This was not how I envisioned being woken up” Karen groaned face buried in the pillow.

Izzy leant over her.

“How did you envision waking up then huh?” He smirked.

She turned her head and met his lips.

“Hmm something like this maybe” she mused as he pulled her into his lap.

The two woman had left Duff and Izzy’s cottage to go back to their own to change with the promise of meeting back up for an afternoon of activities. After getting dressed they both sat on the patio gazing out over the blue ocean not a single cloud in sight considering the awful storm the night before.

“So what did you two get up to last night?” Amy asked Karen sipping from the straw wedged Dr Pepper can.

“Well he kissed me and he was so soft and gentle” she gushed.

Amy sat bolt up right in her seat.

“And? What else?” She probed.

“He smells good like, really good!” She added.

“Aaaaaand?” Amy shrilled.

“Did you know do the deed? Get down to it? Please tell me you did?!”

“I umm maybe” Karen giggled.

“Oh thank fuck! You could cut the sexual tension between you both with a knife last night” Amy yelled.

“Yeah well I don’t need to ask how your night with was Duff do I?” Karen said to her friend sarcastically.

Amy laughed.

“Oh man he does really know what he’s doing” Amy sighed.

“They leave on Monday night” Amy told Karen failing to hide the disappointment in her voice.

“They do? Oh....”

Amy balled the end off her blouse sleeve in her hand and ferociously wiped at the tears spilling gently over her lashes.

“I’ve known Duff two days, two fucking days and I’m upset he’s leaving to go home and I’ll never see him again will I?” Amy let out a loud sob.

Karen pulled her friend in for a hug and sobbed a little too knowing Izzy was going to go home and never see her again either.

“We’ve both fallen really hard and fast haven’t we?” Amy finally spoke with a broken voice.

“Yes, yes we have” Karen agreed.

——————————————————————————

The afternoon had started off nicely with the four of them strolling along the beach, ice cream in hand. Duff was holding Amy’s hand stopping to twirl her around every now and then allowing the world to hear her laugh. She twirled herself into Duff’s side and used a hand to brace herself on his chest. She looked up at him and smirked.

“What babe?” He asked her.

“Oh nothing” she smirked again.

He shrugged and brought his ice cream up to his face then Amy gently nudged it smushing it into his nose slightly.

She shrieked with laughter and kicked her cowboy boots off so she could run better down the beach taking off Duff following closely behind her the pair of them laughing.

“What happens after this getaway is over?” Karen just blurted out to Izzy the both of them perched on the edge of a wall.

“I’d still like to see you if that’s what you’re asking?” He responded.

“You would?” She tilted her head up to look at him.

“I would, the drive would be more than worthwhile” he smiled planting a sloppy kiss on her forehead.

“I don’t know how it’s gonna work for those two though” Karen sighed.

They watched as Duff and Amy chased each other Duff grabbing Amy by the waist and pulled her down into the sand with him.

“Are you okay? You seem sad” Duff asked Amy brushing her hair behind her ear.

“I’m fine” she told him looking anywhere to avoid his gaze.

“No you aren’t look at me?” He gently cupped her face so she’d look at him.

“You leave on Monday and and...” she felt her bottom lip wobble and the tears brim in her eyes.

“And you’re gonna leave and we’ll go back to our normal lives and all this will be forgotten and end up being just a memory” the tears threatening to spill over her lashes for the second time that day.

He rubbed his fingers across her cheeks wiping away the start of her tears.

“Hey hey” he shushed her.

“I don’t want this to end here, I’d never forgive myself if I let this end here! Come back with me?” He asked her.

“But where would I live? What about work? Where would I work? She asked him mouth running a hundred miles an hour.

“For a start you can live with me we’ll sort all the other technical stuff later ok? It’s fine it’s fine I promise just come back with me”

“I will, of course I will” she cried.

He sealed the deal with a kiss both of them smiling into it.

He rose his long legs out the sand still holding onto Amy gripping her waist tightly to stand up then threw her over his shoulder.

“Duff my ass” she screamed frantically trying to pull her dress down so she didn’t flash anyone passing by.

“Is great!” He smirked.

Duff walked back up the beach, Amy still slung over his shoulder giggling then dropped her down next to where Izzy and Karen were leant talking.

Duff leant next to Izzy and pulled a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up as Amy flopped down onto the sand to pull her boot back on, Karen flopped down next to her.

“Sooooo what was so important you spend half an hour sat in the sand in his lap” Karen nudged at her dark haired friend.

“Well we talked about what we talked about this morning” Amy started.

“Uh huh aaaand?” Karen nodded.

“What did he say?”

“And he’d asked me to go back with him because he said he’d never forgive himself if he let everything end here!” She told the blonde excitedly.

“What about you? What did you and mr talk, dark and handsome talk about?” Amy asked.

“Well he wants to carry all this on too, The drive is more than worth while apparently” Karen grinned.

Amy bumped her shoulder with hers.

“We did alright didn’t we?”

“On all levels I’d so say” And both women laughed.

“I’ve got an idea!” Amy jumped up quickly.

“And that would be what?” Izzy cocked his eyebrow.

“Rockpooling!” She yelled excitedly.

“The fuck is a rock pool?” Duff asked.

Amy quickly explained.

“So they’re basically pools made of rock?” Duff asked.

“Along the sea shore?” Izzy butted in.

“That sea creatures live in and you use nets to catch them to look at them?” Karen finally added.

“Yes! It’s so much fun, I’ve got so many fond childhood memories of rockpooling” Amy told them excitedly.

“Sounds fun” Izzy said

“I’ve got some buckets and nets in the car, I’ll go and grab them”

“I’ll come and help” Duff offered jumping up to follow Amy leaving Karen and Izzy alone.

“You know they’re probably gonna fuck in the car right?” Karen blurted out.

Izzy groaned and rolled his eyes.

“20 bucks says they do” she bet extending her hand to the dark haired man.

“You’ve got yourself a bet” he said

A while later Amy and Duff returned her hair was a mess and her usual red lipstick was gone.

“Got the nets and buckets” she shouted her and Duff waving the objects in the air.

“I don’t think she’s been fishing for fish” Izzy laughed elbowing Karen.

“No I think she’s been fishing for dick” Karen laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Duff asked.

“Hey Amy how was fishing for Duff’s dick?” Karen asked her not breaking her composure until Izzy snorted and dribbled cola out of his mouth.

Karen completely lost her composure and snorted too, Amy didn’t even try to hide her embarrassment and started laughing as the blush rose up her cheeks. Duff just smirked and shrugged his shoulders.

The rest of the afternoon didn’t quite go how they had envisioned it, fishing in the rock pools was fine until Duff decided he really wanted to pet the crab he’d caught, angry mister crab didn’t appreciate the idea of being petted and decided to take its frustration out on Duff’s finger.

“It’s fucking hanging off my finger what the fuck?!” Duff cried shaking the small creature around on his finger desperately trying to get it to let go.

“Hold still” Amy laughed prizing the small red crab off his finger, placing a gentle kiss on where the crab had pinched him.

“How about we go back to the cottage and Nurse Amy can make you feel better?” She cooed to him.

Izzy retched at the words that left Amy’s lips, as if the constant banging of the headboard wasn’t bad enough last night or the fact Duff had apparently got the energy of the Duracell Bunny OR the fact they’d had to put up with waaaaay to much PDA at the dining table the pair of them giggling like teenagers.

“Don’t worry Izz, we’ll go back to our cottage you can have the other one” Duff shouted as him and Amy walked off hand in hand toward where they were staying.

“So how does food and drinks sound?” Izzy asked Karen pulling her into his side.

“Perfect” she smiled.

[the--blackdahlia]

Too Young to Fall in Love Chapter 11 (Dirt!Nikki x Reader)

Title: Too Young to Fall in Love 11

Summary: Nikki Sixx was a hard partying musician on the strip. He never expected to fall in love with anyone, until a girl knocked on his dressing room door looking for a ride home and took his breath away. Just like everything else Nikki did; the drugs, the money, the music; Nikki went hard with love. (Y/n) Bass never expected the bassist of Motley Crue to be the one to shake her calm and calculated life up. She had a plan. Graduate school, become an epic producer, and watch from behind the scenes as her brother’s band rose to fame. Nikki and (Y/n) were perfect for each other, too bad her brother, Tommy, didn’t think so.

Series warnings:  Smut (18+ Please), drug use, language, referenced miscarriage, drug overdose, mentioned attempted suicide, out of character moments for everyone in the band, the timeline might be a little screwy but it’s fanfiction! I know nothing of music production and my medical knowledge is really screwy, so it won’t be accurate.

(Y/n) left her class the next morning, thinking about heading back home to take a nap when a pair of arms wrapped around her and picked her up.

“Look! You’re still a baby! I can pick you up!” Tommy teased.

“Put me down Thomas!” (Y/n) squirmed.

“Come on I want to talk to you and take you to….” he looked at his watch, “Brunch!”

“Well, I can walk to your car! People are going to think you’re kidnapping me!” (Y/n) struggled.

“Awwww, where the fun in that!” Tommy said as he put her down and pouted. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes and got serious. “I need to talk to you, ok?”

“Are you pregnant?” (Y/n) said, smiling at him. “Okay, okay. Let’s go get something to eat. My treat?” She was used to Tommy never having any money, and when they did things, she was usually the one paying, since she had made herself get a job in high school.

Tommy helped her into his car and drove them to a local place that served brunch on the weekdays. Parking the car he helped her out and they were quickly seated when they get inside.

“So…. I haven't been the best big brother have I pipsqueak?” Tommy said as his fingers drummed on the table.

“Not really.” She admitted, twirling her spoon in her fingers like Tommy would do his sticks. “I kinda got used to it though. Like that time you told the kids from school I was a ghost that haunted the halls of our house…

Tommy began to snort, “That was….” she stopped and got serious. “That was very wrong of me and I’m sorry.”

“Forgive and forget.” She said, smiling at him. “Look Tommy, it’s okay. Siblings pick on each other, right? And like you said, I wasn’t a thought all the way through child…”

“But you are smart, and you are pretty and I was looking out for you.” Tommy grabbed the spoon and was playing with it just like she was. “I just don't want you to get treated the way I treat girls ok? I just… I know i’m not perfect but… I am not the poster boy for treating a girl right you know and… I don't want you to get hurt.”

“So, hypothetically, if I started going out with one of your bandmates, like Nikki, do you think he’d hurt me?” (Y/n) asked, leaning forward in her seat.

“Ok… one, NIkki is gaga over some chick and he seems to be into her and being a gentleman and shit… but…. he has his demons,” Tommy sighed.

“Oh, I see.” (Y/n) said. “Well, don’t worry. Vince and Mick aren’t my type and if Nikki’s taken...maybe I could set my eyes on that cutie in that brand new band that’s been playing the strip. Toxin? Venom? Oh! Poison!” She smirked when she saw Tommy’s eyes darken.

“(Y/n) please don’t… I won't be able to take my sweet.. Innocent.. SMART.. baby sister with rag tag groups that are worse than ours.”

They got their food and made small talk. Afterwards, Tommy took her for a walk, doing some window shopping. Not realizing that across the street, Mick and Vince were standing.

“She’s cheating on Nikki with Tommy?” Vince asked.

“Dumb ass, she’s his sister.” Mick groaned.

“Wait, what?” Vince looked at Mick. “I… huh?” Vince took a closer look. “Holy fucking shit!” Vince smacked Mick excitedly. “Tommy is going to flip when he finds out… does Nikki know?”

“I don’t think so.” Mick said. “Why don’t we take bets to see when he does? Whoever gets the closest wins.”

“You’re on!” Vince said shaking Micks hand.

“How long you give him?” Mick asked.

“I give them a month,” Vince shrugged. “How long do you give em?”

“I think Nikki’ll find out in a couple weeks. Tommy, it’ll take a month.” Mick told him.

“You are sooooo on,” Vince smiled. “Oh man this is going to be great to see…. Should we get popcorn?”  

“And beer.” Mick laughed. “Come on. We got a gig tonight.”

“Hey, how many chicks do you think I can score with before we start the show?” he wiggled his eyebrow at Mick.  

“I’m sure you’ll get all of them Vince.” Mick said, shaking his head.

“So, do you have a gig tonight?” (Y/n) asked, knowing the answer.

“OH YEAH! Oh (Y/n) you’ve got to come, and this time I won't ditch you I promise, I’ll introduce you to the guys!” Tommy smiled.

“Oh, I dunno…” (Y/n) said, a little nervous. “Won’t I cramp your style?”

“OK, look,” Tommy sighed. “You are cool, you know why? Because one, you have me for a brother. Two, you listen to awesome music. Three you’re going to school to be a music manager. Four, you play instruments that are really hard and that is cool.” Tommy took a breath. “Any guy who dates you is lucky and I hope they make you happy… or I start cutting off dicks.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll come by.” (Y/n) said. “Nessa might come too. Her, me, and Athena talked about seeing a show tonight. Might as well be yours.” She smirked at him.

“YES!” Tommy smiled. “I’m glad to see you happy though. Man I am way too sober for this. OK, so I’ll take you back to campus.” He looked around. “Anything you want? I have money!” Tommy smiled brightly.

“There’s a first time for everything.” (Y/n) smiled, heading back to campus with Tommy.

*********

The guys were backstage, getting ready for their gig. Nikki finished putting on his war paint while Vince stretched in his leather pants, Mick tuned his guitar, and Tommy drummed in the air.

“Your girlfriend here?” Mick asked Nikki without looking up.

“She said she was going to be here with her friend and sister,” Nikki shrugged. “I hope so… I really want to spend time with her man.” Nikki walked over to the counter and did his line closing his eyes. “Man, we have a meeting with the label and I just hate how they’re yanking our chain man.”

“Wanna know what would make you feel better?” Tommy asked. “If you and your girlfriend spent a little time together jumping on the bed.” Vince looked over at Mick and cringed.

“Maybe soon man,” NIkki smiled. “Just need to find the right place. Far away from you clowns.”

“I’m saying hotel.” Mick shrugged.

“Dude, what’s wrong with the house? You never had a problem with it before.” Tommy said, making Vince cringe again. “Or the backseat of your car.”

“I don't want you clowns interrupting me,” Nikki smacked Tommy. “Besides, my girl is special and deserves something better than our dingy apartment.”

“What is she a virgin or something?” Tommy asked.

“Oh, look what time it is! Time to rock!” Vince yelled out.

“Yeah man, let's start the show,” Mick said as he followed Vince out.

“I’m with the other two clowns,” Nikki grabbed his bass. “And it’s none of your business.”  Tommy just shrugged and followed them out. Nikki saw (Y/n) once the set started. She was smiling up at him as he performed.

“He looks good.” Vanessa told her. (Y/n) nodded, beaming with joy. “Holy shit, Vince is hot! I’m going to have to claw my way through.” she said looking at the girls.

“Oh dear god Nessa.” (Y/n) laughed. “Just come backstage with me after the show.”

“Promise,” she hugged (Y/n) and laughed. “Thena! Come hang with us!” she yelled. Athena waved to them from the guy she was talking to. The concert went on and soon, the guys were done.

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Be My Player 2? Ch. 38

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Keith yawned and ran a hand through his hair, trying to wake himself up after the long day of classes he was back to. He was already missing the mornings he got to spend sleeping in over spring break and knew that the next week was going to be hell as he fought to get back on schedule.

He tugged uncomfortably at the collar of his jacket as he pulled open the backdoor of the restaurant. The weather was warm enough that wearing his usual jacket was becoming stuffy. It was almost time to put it away for the year.

“Hey! Look who’s back!”

Keith smiled and waved at the cooks as he passed.

“How was your vacation?” Lee called after him.

“Great! I wish I was still on break,” he said over his shoulder.

Lee’s booming laughter followed him down the hall. “None of us would work if we didn’t have to, kid!”

Keith shook his head and huffed. He paused at the time clock and punched his number into the system, waiting for it to beep before he made his way out into the dining room.

Happy chatter surrounded him as he crossed to the bar, the sounds of the patrons muffling the music that played over the speakers. He spotted George behind the counter, mixing drinks with a grin on his face. He spun and twirled, looking completely at ease despite the list of tickets Keith saw in front of him.

“Have no fear, the cavalry’s here,” Keith called as he swung around the back of the bar and slipped his jacket off. He tossed it into the bin underneath the bar and immediately rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, ready to dig into the pile of orders and help things along for them both.

“Hey! Welcome back, man,” George said, pausing just long enough to throw an arm around his shoulders in a quick side-hug. “You’ve got to tell me all about your vacation.”

Keith swiped the next ticket as George set his drink on an available tray. He scanned the scratched writing and nodded, turning to grab a glass and the three bottles he was going to need.

“I don’t really know what to say. It was kind of amazing.”

“Kind of?” George prompted.

Keith bit his lip, trying to hide his grin. “Okay, it was more than just kind of amazing. It was fantastic.”

George chuckled, intercepting his hand as they both took another ticket. “Sooooo things with the boyfriend are good?”

“More than good. Way more than good.”

George paused his stirring and raised an eyebrow. “Way more than good?” he asked. “Wow. He didn’t propose to you, did he?”

Keith chuckled and shook his head. He grabbed two beers and popped the caps, setting them next to the martini George just finished.

“Not at all. But…”

“But?”

“But I might’ve said yes if he had,” he murmured.

“What?!”

Keith blinked as George scrambled to get a better handle on his shaker, almost dropping it and spilling the drink all over their feet.

George carefully set the shaker on the counter and gripped the edge, taking a steadying breath. He raised his gaze and met Keith’s eyes.

“Did you seriously just admit to me that you would marry Shiro if he asked you to?” George said carefully.

Keith felt his face heat up and crossed his arms. He cleared his throat and shifted from foot to foot. “I guess I did.”

George’s disbelief faded and he grinned, chuckles slowly working their way up his throat until he was clutching his stomach and nearly doubled over laughing.

“Oh my god, that’s incredible,” he said, wiping away a nonexistent tear. He fought to catch his breath, keeping one hand on the counter next to him. “But seriously man, I’m really happy for you. You deserve to have someone like Shiro in your life. Especially when the two of you are so happy together.”

Keith smiled, shoulders relaxing where they’d hunched in the face of George’s laughter. “Thanks. I’ve kind of…never mind, it’s stupid.”

“No, come on. You can tell me, man. I swear it’ll stay between us,” he said, grabbing the shaker and finally shaking it above his shoulder.

“Well, I…I’ve been thinking about doing job applications for companies down in Florida. I figured that if I can get a job down there, I can move south and be closer to Shiro.”

George raised an eyebrow. “You’ve only been thinking about it?” he asked.

Keith huffed. “Okay, so maybe I haven’t just been thinking about it. I’ve been doing some applications. Pidge and Hunk have actually been helping me out.”

George nodded and pulled the top off the shaker. He poured the drink in the waiting glass and set it on one of the trays with the ticket.

“I’m happy for you, man. I’m really happy for you.”

“Thanks,” Keith whispered, swiping one of the last tickets from the pile.

“And I know you’re going to make it. I know you can get a job down there and be close to your boyfriend.”

Keith bit his lip and ducked his head, grabbing two beers from the fridge under the counter. He was glad to have so many supportive people in his life, but he didn’t want their encouragement to get the better of him to the point where he got his hopes up too much.

It was possible, but there was no guarantee he’d be able to make the move. He just had to remember that.

~~

Keith glared at his computer screen as he paced back and forth behind his kitchen chair. One half of the screen had half of a research paper he was putting together and the other half had a job application sitting open.

He had deadlines and as much as he hated to admit it, the end of his senior year was hurtling towards him. There was a lot to do and he there was never enough time to finish it all. Not after he was faced with two rejection emails for job applications that day alone, one coming five minutes after he’d submitted his info for review.

His phone vibrated on the table and he glanced at it, seeing Shiro’s name flashing on the screen. He smiled, reaching for it to answer the call.

“Hey,” he murmured, some of his stress already falling away at knowing his boyfriend was on the other end of the call.

“Hey baby,” Shiro said. “I miss you.”

Keith chuckled, laughter soft. He glanced at his computer before moving around the side of his couch to plop down onto the cushions.

“I miss you, too.” He stretched out his legs, propping his feet on the coffee table. “How are classes going?”

Shiro groaned and Keith could almost picture him rolling over to bury his face in his pillow. “Classes suck. I’m tired of doing homework and papers. I’m ready for it to be over.”

“Me too. And don’t even get me started on job applications on top of those,” he huffed.

“Yeah, those are…still a thing.”

“Takashi Shirogane,” Keith swore, leaning forward. “Have you been ignoring job applications?”

Shiro chuckled. “Not ignoring them per say…they’re just really fucking exhausting and I only have so much energy in the day to do homework. Job applications are a whole other monster.”

“Oh believe me, I know,” Keith muttered, thinking about the rejections he’d gotten earlier that day.

“How have they been going for you?”

Keith sighed, his good mood taking a dip. “I got two rejection letters already.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, babe,” Shiro said, sounding just as disappointed as he did. “Was it anything promising?”

Keith’s stomach sank further. The locations of both companies were within a few minutes of Shiro’s house. “Sort of? I think the opportunities would’ve been great. As great as they could be with a first job out of college.”

“I’m sorry. I’m sure they would’ve been good fits for you. I know you’ll be able to find something even better that’ll make you happy.”

Keith bit his lip, thinking about the job application he had sitting open on his computer. “I hope so,” he whispered.

They were both silent for a moment, enjoying the few moments they had together despite the distance between them. Keith closed his eyes, brows furrowing. If he concentrated hard enough, it was almost like he was back on the couch or laying in bed with Shiro, head pillowed on his chest while they cuddled and talked. Maybe a movie was playing in the background they weren’t really paying attention to, sharing kisses in the soft space between them.

“Keith?” Shiro asked.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

Keith grinned, biting his lip to try and contain the giddy butterflies that swarmed in his stomach every time he heard those words.

“I love you, too.”

~~

Keith scrubbed at his eyes, trying to focus on the clock in the corner of his computer screen. It was after midnight and even though he’d got another quarter of his paper done and submitted a handful of applications, he still couldn’t let himself rest. Not when he only had so much time to try and get a job near Shiro before the school year ended.

He yawned, eyes threatening to fall shut with his need to sleep and get rest before he’d have to get up the next morning and do another whirlwind of classes, homework, bartending, and job applications.

“One more application,” he muttered, fighting to focus on the words his sluggish fingers typed in what he swore were shrinking boxes. “Just one more and then I’ll go to bed.”

He blinked again, taking longer to force them back open to focus on the words in front of him. He was so tired, but he just had to get this done. A few more minutes and then he’d be able to sleep.

~~

Keith groaned when his alarm went off next to his ear. He smacked his hand on the table, fighting to silence the incessant ringing pulling him from the sweet rest he’d gotten during the night.

He forced his eyes open, feeling like a zombie. He blinked at his fridge, trying to figure out why it was in his bedroom.

Keith sighed and forced himself to sit up. He swiped his phone from the table and shut off his alarm. He glanced at the battery and sighed at seeing it under twenty percent. He’d need to get to class early and grab a seat by one of the outlets to charge his phone.

He rolled his shoulders, feeling his neck and back twinge from the awkward sleeping position all night. It was going to take more than one night in his bed to help repair the damage he’d done the night before. It would make standing on his feet at work absolute hell when he went in for his shift.

Keith pressed the spacebar of his computer and waited as it booted up. It was sluggish to start and he sighed when he was met with his still incomplete application he’d been forcing himself to finish. If he was lucky, he could grab a couple minutes between classes to finish it up and submit before moving on to everything else.

He closed the top of his computer and slipped it into his backpack. He grabbed the books for his classes that were in a pile on the kitchen table. He pushed himself from the chair and winced when his back cracked in two different places.

Keith groaned and stretched his arms over his head before shuffling down the hall to his bedroom. He yanked his shirt over his head and shoved his day-old jeans down around his legs, kicking them off to join the edge of his pile of laundry. He tossed his shirt on top and grabbed a new pair of boxers and jeans.

He dressed quickly and grabbed the first shirt in his drawer, pulling it over his head as he walked down the hall and turned into the bathroom. He stared at his reflection, taking in the bags under his eyes and the dullness of his gaze.

He turned on the tap as cold as it would go and cupped his hands under the running water, washing it over his face to help wake himself up. He shivered at the biting temperature and grabbed a towel to wipe off the excess water.

Keith grabbed a thin hair-tie from the sink drawer and pulled his hair back, tying it up in a messy ponytail.

He yawned and scrubbed at his eyes as he padded back to the kitchen. He grabbed a granola bar from the cabinet and tossed it into his backpack with the rest of his things. He grabbed his backpack and shoved his phone in his pocket, barely remembering to snag his charger from the couch.

He shoved his feet into his boots and grabbed his keys, sluggishly locking his apartment behind him. He shuffled down the hall, gripping the straps of his backpack tightly in his hands. It was going to be a long day and he couldn’t wait until he could go back to bed and forget about everything he had to do.

~~

Keith blinked when he heard his phone chime next to him. He pulled himself from his paper and the extra thoughts continually circling around job applications and grabbed his phone where it rested on the arm of his chair.

He’d found a secluded nook in his building, ready to settle down and do some work between classes. An empty coffee cup sat next to his foot, the caffeine kicking in after he’d downed his third refill.

Keith smiled when he saw Shiro’s name on the screen and quickly opened their chat.

Shiro: hey baby. How are things going today?

Keith settled back into his chair, his shoulders relaxing as some of the stress left him thanks to Shiro’s never-ending calming presence.

Keith: Not gonna lie, I’m exhausted. I ended up falling asleep at my kitchen table last night in the middle of doing a job application.

Shiro: ☹ Don’t work yourself so hard. You’ve already got all of your papers and reports for your classes.

Keith sighed, his eyes falling shut for a minute. His fingers hovered over the keys on his phone. He wanted to tell him. He wanted to spill everything that he couldn’t rest and he had to do as many applications as possible because it meant there was a tiny, miniscule possibility that they could be together again in a couple months and he was desperate to take advantage of that chance.

He bit his lip and forced himself to skirt around his thoughts, only giving Shiro the necessary information.

Keith: I know, but I can’t stop. I really want to have a good job lined up once school wraps up. As much as I love bartending and working with George, I don’t want to be doing that forever. I didn’t go to school for a degree just so I could mix drinks for the next year.

Shiro: I know, baby, but taking care of yourself right now is important, too. Promise me that you won’t lose too much sleep trying to get applications in?

Keith: Fineeeee. I promise. I’ll only lose the socially acceptable amount of sleep so I can get job applications in.

Shiro: ☹

Keith smiled, feeling some of the ache from the past few days disappear. It was by no means better since they were still a thousand miles apart. But it was better. Knowing Shiro missed him and was there for him…it was better.

Keith: Don’t pout too long or your face will get stuck like that.

Shiro: Call me when you get home and I won’t have a reason to pout.

Keith: Deal. But I’ll need proof that you’re not pouting.

Shiro: Don’t worry. I think you’ll be able to tell. Considering I’m always smiling when I talk to you.

Keith felt a burst of butterflies in his chest. He was never going to get used to Shiro. And he never wanted to. Shiro was a gift in his life and he was determined to cherish him forever.

Keith: You were just pouting a minute ago.

Shiro: Technicalities!

He huffed a laugh, voice quiet in the nook he was settled in.

Keith: Fine, fine. We can talk about this later. As much as I love talking to you, I need to get a few more things done before my afternoon classes start.

Shiro: Oh yeah. It’s Tuesday, isn’t it? And you have to work tonight?

Keith: Unfortunately I do.

Shiro: Sorry.

Keith: That’s just how it is. I’ll call you when I get home from work.

Shiro: Sounds good. Later, baby. Love you.

Keith: Love you, too.

Keith stared at his screen for a moment, looking at the matching love yous. He sighed and was about to lock his phone when it chimed with a new email. He glanced at his computer screen which still showed the paper he was working on.

He quickly changed apps, knowing it wouldn’t take long for him to check his email before getting back to work.

Keith opened his email and frowned when the first email came from a sender he didn’t recognize. He clicked on it and scrolled down to the body, eyes widening. He read through it once, and then a second and third time to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

 Dear Mr. Kogane,

Thank you for reaching out to us with regards to our open research assistant positions. Your academic background is quite impressive and we’d like to have the opportunity to discuss this position with you in more detail and possibly set up a Skype interview with you.

Please respond with your availability if you’re still interested in this position and-

 Keith swallowed, trying to keep his heartrate down. His fingers shook as he tried to calm himself down enough to write a reply. This was too much. All of the planning and job applications and wishing wasn’t enough to prepare him for the possibility of landing an interview for a company in Florida.

He slammed the lid of his computer and threw it into his backpack. He pushed himself out of his chair and barely remembered to unplug his phone from the wall before he was skidding around the corner and sprinting down the hall.

Pidge and Hunk would be getting out of class in the next few minutes. He had to tell them about this.

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Not a hero, not yet a good man

Mirio X female!quirkless!reader

Chapter 1&2 are going to be focused on the readers home life and some key characters, not all of them obvs but those who'll play a larger part in her story and character development. Mirio will enter in chapter 3 so please stay tuned until then❤ (I say to all of my 0 followers)

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People often spoke to you for the sole reason that you had gone to the same school as that dude in the UA tournament who lost his clothe, just to ask ridiculous questions about his personal life as if you would know this , when you were eating- a phone would be shoved into your face with his picture and a million questions, when he was shown on tv doing his hero stuff all eyes would turn to you. You had grown accustomed to just being an extension of him, that you didn’t really exist, only a carrier of Lemillion Info at arm’s length from the actual hero, you hated it sure, but life did what life did and if you started hating life then everything’s would go to shit, so you had to accept it, it was either that or live miserably. That being said, you couldn’t fathom why they asked you of such things, considering that by now it should be proven that you knew absolute zero of the boy they were talking about.

“What does he like to do in his free time?”

Well he was really into eating crayons when I knew him does that help?

“Has he always been that buff??”

Ofcourse, all babies look exactly like they do when they’re older, he had a 2836382 pack when he was three, super ripped baby

“Have you seen his...you know”

Yes, it was shown on live national Tv,

“What kind of girls does he like”

Fucking power puff girls I don’t know

”what kind of girls did he date”

He skipped that part and went straight to marrying the teacher actually

It’s been five years since you guys hung out, that enough time for someone to change completely, they’d have better luck asking you about all might sense you ran into him on a train a month ago than Mirio. You shared a kindergarten and elementary school not your entire life, all you could tell was how he used to be towards you and in class in general, not how he is now. It was annoying, so so incredibly annoying. They would interrupt you during lunch, they’d bother you on your way home, his god damn fan girls would flock around you for any information, one of them insisting on calling herself your best friend for no apparent reason other than that you knew her crush at one point in his life.

Speaking of the devil

“(Y/n)~~~” Akarui's sugar sweet voice called out from above all the others, cutting through your skin and bones without a problem.

Like cold water was poured onto you your entire body stiffened, and dreading, yet knowing, what you were going to see you closed your locker and looked to your side. There was the hurricane that was Akarui, twirling without a care as she came towards you like a great tsunami about to wash away am entire town.

“Hi Riu-OMPH!!F”

She threw herself around your waist and hugged as hard as she could throwing you way off balance and hitting the air out of your lungs. You gasped for air patted her shoulder repeatedly.

“too tight TOO TIGHT!” you struggle to push her off you, and the pressure is released quickly as she realises that you can’t breathe

She let go with a sheepish smile

“Ahahahaha sorry (Y/n)! I just saw you and got a little excited”

She tuggs on your collar as she speaks, looking at you with that ever lasting smile you had come to just tolerate. Always so touchy, always so happy, there was no escape from her.

“Yeah...” you pick at the hands on your collar, perfectly manicured like they are.

She had asked you to go with her and her usual bunch of friends on numerous occasions, even offered to pay time to time, but you didn’t have the money to go and you’d feel to bad letting her pay. Besides, with how often she complains about how hard it is to do things with those long nails you couldn’t imagine having them yourself.

Despite your obviously indifference to her attitude she keeps on bouncing, deciding that your arm was a good enough replacement to hugging your soul out and hung onto it with her life.

“So what are we doing today Bestie?~ ice cream? Library? There’s a new book store out I heard! With the -Mona? Monga?- Books you like”

“Yeah so I heard”

“Ooh we could go feed the birds too! Or go to the zoo and check out the new bird exhibit! Endless choices the world is incredible!!”

She threw her hands up in celebration to her epiphany that you can do a lot of things, smiling as bright as the sun itself.

You chuckled “okay yeah, there are a lot of choices, it’s almost like we’re human beings with the ability of thinking for ourselves” she grinned up at you from her place on your arm, eyes shining with playfulness that was infectious to even you “why are you telling me though? Can’t you go to these places yourself?”

She gasped and tugged on your arm roughly, pouting as you cursed at her for almost making you trip, but she didn’t budge

“You gotta choose (Y/n)!! It’s our Friday! The fun bestie fun time!”

“Ah shit that’s today?”

The slaps you on the arm and you break into a subdued laughter.

“Alright alright spare me oh great Akarui!”

She scoffed and puffed out her cheeks, flexing her practically nonexistent muscles at you in a fake display of power

“That’s right! Fear me” she said in the lowest voice she could muster” and take me to the zoo peasant”

Mockingly you raised your hands in defeat and wailed “oh anything but that! I have a wife and ten children to support!”

“Ah- so feeding the ducks then maybe?”

“I don’t know, I’m kinda tired today”

“Oh, sooooo.. go home to you like usual and pretend the other isn’t there?”

“Sounds like a plan”

She was a pest that’s for sure, but charming on her own way, enough for you to tolerate her company despite the reason why she approached you in the beginning. If you tell her to be quiet she’s quiet, if you tell her to give you space she gives you space. You don’t know if she’s ever seen any hardship in her life with how endless optimistic she is, and if she had you’d like to have a talk with however caused it that’s rotten enough to torment such a bright soul.

You walked home in relative silence, that is you were quiet whilst Akarui chatted on and on about things she had done during the day, what her other friends had said, some gossip, what she thought about that kind of gossip, just anything that came into her mind.

“oh oh! And during training today Widow did this really cool thing where she like... Oh what did she call it?”

Widow, one in Akarui’s main friend group that you hung out with time to time. The girl had a quirk that made her look like a spider, six pairs of arms and six pairs of eyes, pinchers near and saliva that when exposed to enough air turned into a goopy mess, aka her web. You had long forgotten Widows actual name, and the girl didn’t seem to mind you just calling her by her nickname.

Akarui had a another friend who you also didn’t know the name of but was called Hercules by the entire school. Not surprisingly it was mostly because his quirk gave him many of the qualities a Hercules beetle. Quiet fellow, apparently very near sighted, but you didn’t know much else about him.

“Oh it was so cool (Y/n)!! If I knew she'd be doing that I would have snuck in my phone to video it for you, gah! Why don’t we share more classes”

Ah, that’s an easy enough question to answer

“because you’re in the hero course and I’m not”

And that was the end of it wasn’t it. The reason you were mostly ignored by the others, the reason the only interesting thing about you was your connections to a hero, the reason Akarui was such a ray of sun.

She’s a hero

You’re not

And that’s the end of it.

~°=°~

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Lesbian ask part 2 : you know the drill, do them all.

Thanks c’:

1. Wake her up with kisses lesbian or play with her hair while you wait for her to wake up lesbian

We usually wake up at the same time but then kisses in her neck and hip caressing

2. X files lesbian or twin peaks lesbian

X files !! I love this show

3. Pit Bull lesbian or corgi lesbian

Husky lesbian, fuck you (corgis are cute though)

4. Sweet tooth lesbian or saturates-everything-in-hot sauce lesbian

Okay yeah, sweet tooth ? That’s me. Who goes after school buy herself a macaron or a vanilla financier ? That’s me. I prefer salt to sugar tho

5. Sunflower lesbian or white lily lesbian

Lilac is my favorite, but my girlfriend loves white lilies so white lilies

6. Rose gold lesbian or white gold lesbian

White gold I guess, who cares ? not me

7. Dunkin’ donuts/Starbucks lesbian or strictly local cafe lesbian

Dunkin’ donuts is so cool ! I’ve tasted it only once in Germany and I’ve wanted to find one ever since ! Starbucks is fucking expensive but damn their green tea frappucinos are heaven

8. Sunrise lesbian or sunset lesbian

I like night, so sunset

9. Emily Dickinson lesbian or Maya Angelou lesbian

Maya Angelou !

10. Dark sexy ball gown or cute bright ball gown lesbian

Dark and sexy please

11. Strawberry lesbian or watermelon lesbian

Strawberries…with milk chocolate. A lot of chocolate

12. High waisted shorts lesbian or loose rolled up jeans lesbian

High waisted is super sexy and I really like it, but I also like comfy things and to roll up my sleeves and jeans sooooo ?????

13. 60s chic lesbian or 60s hippie lesbian

Go go hippies !!

14. Band lesbian or orchestra lesbian

I love bands but I’m way more into a specific orchestra (Pixelophonia) thanks to my cellist girlfriend so

15. Choir lesbian or garage band lesbian

I love choirs……..garage band are cool as hell tho

16. Twirl her around lesbian or get twirled lesbian

Twirl her around ! Though since she’s taller than me she’s probs the one who’s twirling me in this relationship

17. Sit com lesbian or artsy independent dramatic romance film from France lesbian

what the fuck

18. Bicycle lesbian or bus lesbian

Car lesbian

19. Jelly fish lesbian or dolphin lesbian

OH GOSH I LOVE JELLYFISHES SO FUCKING MUCH

20. Biology lesbian or physics lesbian

Biology !!

21. Studio Ghibli lesbian or Cartoon Network lesbian

Wow that one is impossible, both, both is good

22. Take the spider outside lesbian or scream at her to take the spider outside lesbian

I’m more like : I see the spider and just act like everything is fine and I even might take it outside if you’re asking me but I’m screaming inside

23. Serena Williams lesbian or Ronda Rousey lesbian

Serena Williams !! Wow what the fuck, what a woman

24. Prismacolor lesbian or faber castell lesbian

I’m a bitch for faber castell

25. “Campers are for the weak” lesbian or “I will die before sleeping on the ground” lesbian

I actually love sleeping on the ground hahaha but yeah, give me at least a fucking sleeping bag

26. Calling every female character they see their girlfriend lesbian or “Dana Scully isn’t your girlfriend, I am” lesbian

Fangirling together on hot women in the same series and winking at each other

27. Roller skate lesbian or ice skate lesbian

Ice skate !! I’m still a bit clumsy on these though

28. “Christmas carols are dumb and over played” lesbian or belting out all I want for Christmas is you at the top of their lungs lesbian

I’m the kind of person who belts out every single fucking song and christmas carols are not an exception

29. Buy her something lesbian or make her something lesbian

I love to do things with my own hands but I’m really into buying her gifts

30. Cherry mojitos lesbian or cherry flavored vodka lesbian

what the fuck ew

31. Write her poems lesbian or bake her cookies lesbian

Cookies, but I might eat half of the raw dough alone before baking them

32. Tummy kisses lesbian or thigh kisses lesbian

Tummy. so warm and soft

33. I’ll fight anyone that makes my girl cry lesbian or I’ll psychologically destroy anyone that makes my girl cry lesbian

how about considering killing anyone that hurts my girl

34. Fall asleep in her arms lesbian or rub her back until she falls asleep in your arms lesbian

I have to admit that I VERY OFTEN fall asleep in her arms when we’re watching movies together

35. Floral pattern lesbian or tie dye lesbian

Floral pattern because. yes. flowers

36. Snake lesbian or frog lesbian

Frogs ! I love highly colored frogs, over all the yellow and blue ones because they’re cute

37. Send her memes lesbian or “if you call me the rarest Pepe one more time I swear to god”

I already told that I was a very annoying person and I like to send dumb things to everyone

38. Star Wars lesbian or lord of the rings lesbian

Lord of the rings because yeah. Arwen and Galadriel and because Kylo Ren is fucking ugly

39. Spice girls lesbian or 5th harmony lesbian

ew

40. Pink hair lesbian or blue hair lesbian

Blue hair !

41. Maple syrup lesbian or berry syrup lesbian

Chocolate syrup yes fuck you

42. Vinyl lesbian or cassette lesbian

iPod lesbian

43. Paris lesbian or Amsterdam lesbian

well. I live in Paris but I love Amsterdam

44. Jazz lesbian or swing lesbian

I don’t know much about jazz nor swing but there are a few jazz pieces that I really like

45. Pin stripes lesbian or plaid lesbian

plaid is fine !

46. Mini golf date lesbian or bowling date lesbian

gtfo golf, bowling is too fun for you

47. D E S T R O Y her at Mario kart lesbian or let her win lesbian

loose at Mario Kart lesbian

48. Pullover hoodie lesbian or zip up hoodie lesbian

zip up so she can open it more easily

49. Band tshirt lesbian or fandom tshirt lesbian

fandom tshirt, uhh

50. Love her with your entire heart lesbian or lover her with your entire soul lesbian

Love her lesbian

[yutaya]

Things About the Be More Chill Revival (Nov 12, 2017 performance)

This actually got really long so I’m putting it under a cut. Warning for Be More Chill spoilers below, I guess.

Before the show and during intermission they were running tweets from the audience on the backsplash

In the program there’s a spread that’s like yearbook photos with in-character photos and quotes

This is just an Exit 82 theater thing but on the wall were the heckling muppets

When Jeremy’s Theme started the silent “oh my god oh my god oh my god is this really happeninggggg” emanating from EVERYONE IN THE THEATER was physically palpable

Every time a new scene or song would start or when a character would enter the stage the crowd would cheer

Jeremy does not bump into Rich trying to escape the girls prompting the “don’t touch me, tall-ass!” line and the “boyf” writing. Instead, Rich actively seeks out Jeremy and shouts the line about not touching him, even though Rich is the one who just ran up and grabbed him from behind completely unprompted.

Rich also runs straight over to Jeremy’s chair when he enters play rehearsal even though Jeremy’s not even looking at him to start shaking him and humping his chair.

An interesting thing: Jake and Rich do not seem to be the same kind of friends here. In the 2015 version, we saw them greet each other coming in opposite directions down the hallway with a high-five-low-five sort of custom-bro-fist-bump, semi paralleling Jeremy and Michael’s secret handshake later in the same song, and start talking about the weekend or previous day or w/e and Madeline. However, in the 2017 version, much like Rich just ran up to and instigated the "Don’t touch me!” interaction with Jeremy while Jeremy wasn’t paying him any attention, Jake just walks right past them and Rich is the one who runs at him from behind, calling out the “Yo Jakey-D!” greeting and weaving his way into Jake’s space to get Jake to look at him. It definitely brings to mind the whole “Rich is a sad suicidal loser who wants to be a part of the It crowd so he got a Squip but honestly he’s still stuck on the outside looking in and even when everybody is talking about him and what happened to him and what he would want if he were here nobody even bothers to fucking visit him in the hospital - the first visitor he sees is Michael but Michael is only there for Jeremy and is an anti-social headphones kid so Rich has to wait for Jeremy to wake up to have someone to ask about what people are saying about him at school” thing

I know everyone ships Rich/Jake because best bros or something but honestly the person Rich seemed to devote the majority of his attention to in this version was Jeremy haha

For the first “Christiiiiiiiiiiiiine” part of More Than Survive, rather than loads of super Extra twirling and stuff by Christine, she was doing things like wiping her mouth with the back of her hand - things that normally might not be considered super attractive and highlighting how she’s super special in Jeremy’s eyes when other people would just see a random person.

She does get SUPER excited later when she sees the play sign up sheet though. Slams her hands on the wall to stare hungrily at it, dives to the ground to rifle through her backpack for a pen, and Jake lifting her up while they do contemporary dance poses lasts for the entire time Jeremy and Michael are singing her name.

When Jeremy has the verse about “why can’t someone just help me out” he legit sounds like he’s about to cry

On his way out after inviting Christine to the mall later, Jake pauses while passing Jeremy and lets him know that “Someone wrote Boy-Eff on your backpack” in the same sort of sweet considerate way that Christine did during More Than Survive. This is interesting because it 1. Shows Jake being kind (directly after putting him in a situation that might normally paint him as the love-rival-therefore-enemy - but, oh, fuck, no, he’s nice) and 2. implies that Jake does not know about Rich bullying Jeremy. See: Rich and Jake might not actually be close friends^

In the bathroom, when Jeremy says “aren’t you gonna wash your hands?” Rich walks up to him and pointedly RUBS HIS DIRTY PENIS HANDS ALL OVER JEREMY’S FACE AND CHEST

In Two-Player Game, Jeremy is standing up for the “favorite person” line, so Michael also stands up and walks over to tuck his head against Jeremy’s shoulder while mocking him. Jeremy shoves him away and Michael just stays with his body locked in the same position and lets himself dead fall onto the beanbags

Michael dabs during one of the first “cool in college” lines and it’s like “wow you ARE a loser”

They did this dorky pseudo dancing that was like amateur fighting moves like jump kicks and karate chops, and at one pint they were leap frogging over each other? dorrrrrrks

In the transition from Two-Player Game to the mall to go buy the Squip, Mario runs across the stage and does the little Mario jump like to hit a block and get a new item

By the way, Jeremy really does look SUPER awkward on Day 1. His striped shirt I thought was weirdly over a long-sleeve shirt even though the pattern didn’t lend itself well to that, but then it turns out they are one shirt?? It’s like that on purpose??? The Eminem shirt + vest combo really does look a lot cooler on him after that.

His body language is SO AWKWARD it was all very Evan Hansen

At the Payless, the drug dealers are these two goths so instead of the “sooooo Wolverine, right?” line it’s “soooo My Chemical Romance, right?”

The goth twins are speaking in unison in creepy computer voices and circling Jeremy and like - touching him while he squirms uncomfortably much like later during Do You Wanna Ride

They give him the entire shoebox for the one pill? Which I guess makes it less “???” for Rich to have the shoebox in his locker later”

When Jeremy is jerking around and yelping at the mall, Christine is asking what’s wrong, Jake is recoiling and someone (Jenna maybe? Our seats were really far away we couldn’t see anyone’s faces just their bodies) is recording, but when he escalates to screaming in pain they all just... get freaked out and run away? Leaving him alone on the floor even though he’s CLEARLY in major distress.

The squip stands with a very wide stance, like the standing version of taking up three bus seats. It’s a very obvious contrast especially in his first scenes to Jeremy in his hunched and close-legged position. When not standing, the squip is either crouching in a very predatory Gabe Goodman “I’m Alive” sort of way or lounging in a somehow very cool careless bad boy sort of manner.

When Jeremy is reciting the Squip’s story about Madeline and the shirt to Brooke and Chloe at the mall, he is making all the same arm gestures etc that the Squip is making - though more awkward in execution.

The “Hey Hamlet” actions were HILARIOUS. He literally collapsed over the table, then threw himself onto the floor like Draco Malfoy.

In Do You Wanna Ride Brooke and Chloe are basically dirty dancing on Jeremy and he looks SO UNCOMFORTABLE like he’s about to die and not in a “wow this is too hot my brain will explode” way more like an “extremely fucking terrified” sort of way

Brooke really drew out the “Pi~i~i~i~i~i~i~ink~i~ink~i~ink ~i~ink ~i~ink ah-Berryyyyyyyyyyyyy” riff for forever it was hilarious

Syncing with Rich’s Squip in the More Than Survive Reprise is... really really creepy? It gives of an extremely ominous mind-control sort of vibe like Rich is just Jeremy’s Squip’s puppet

In More Than Survive, everyone was dancing around Jeremy and he looked super awkward and uncomfortable - in the Reprise they do the same dance but this time Jeremy is dancing in sync with them all too.

The electric shocks seemed like they were happening extremely frequently in Act 1? Practically every 5 seconds in some scenes like literally every time Jeremy went to make some move or say anything or pause for too long or think anything at the Squip himself at all.

During Guy I’d Kinda Be Into the Squip talks for Jeremy a LOT. Basically everything he says and does is the Squip there.

When Jeremy does his whole Squip-assisted flawless recitation of his Midsummer part when Mr. Reyes tries to call him out, Brooke is so overwhelmed by his hotness that she drops her script. It just clatters to the floor while she stares at him.

The WARNING WARNING WARNING after Guy I’d Kinda Be Into Squip-controlled walk out is super robotic. A very distinctively robotic walk.

In “Upgrade” the Brooke and Jeremy scene is super sexual??? The Squip puts Jeremy’s hand on her boob while she’s talking. Jeremy draws it back and the Squip just puts it there again. Then the Squip makes Jeremy pull Brooke up against him in a very sexual sort of position. Jeremy jerks back and the Squip just makes him do it again. They end up doing this whole thing with lying on top of your partner holding them down, and then the person on the bottom flips the positions so they’re on top now, and it continues a couple more times so they’re rolling around on the ground with the Squip in control of Jeremy’s body the whole time, and it ends with Brooke straddling Jeremy and thrusting her hips with her head thrown back before he sits up and starts making out with her with her hips still going in his lap. It’s kind of a prolonged making out, too, complete with like... roaming hands by both parties.

Christine’s line “still I’m not sure what I should do” when Jake is asking her out is very clear and is presented like a soliloquy-type narration to the audience about her own feelings rather than as dialogue to Jake, before she agrees and he kisses her.

Some guy in the audience started moaning in distress preemptively shortly before Jeremy’s “optic nerve blocking: on” line

People around me were gasping at that line so maybe there were some people who didn’t actually know it was coming. Or they might have been superfans overwhelmed with emotion. Judging by the rest of what I was hearing from the other audience members the entire time, it’s probably the latter.

For the “optic nerve blocking” scene, Michael is standing alone on the upper level, where the Squip usually is. After Jeremy chooses to turn it on, the Squip walks up from behind him and touches Jeremy directly, wrapping his arms around Jeremy's shoulders - it’s the first time that the Squip is on the ground level alongside Jeremy and the rest of the people instead of alone on the second level just watching over all of them.

The moment Act 1 ended the audience EXPLODED into noise. It seemed like everyone simultaneously turned to their seat mates to start screaming about things. My brother was like “It’s been a long time since I’ve been in this sort of young teenage fangirl filled sort of environment.” Haha

At the Halloween party Rich is FULL OUT GLITCHING. His head and limbs keep jerking like a machine with a wrench in the cogs and he’s repeating “it’s Halloween” like a skipping record

The way he’s glitching here near the start of the party is very similar to the way Jeremy’s Squip starts glitching after the alcohol. It’s like the alcohol making Rich’s Squip glitch causes Rich to glitch in exactly the same way - like after 2 years his body and voice is just a manifestation of his Squip’s movements and words - like he IS the Squip and there is no Rich at all.

In Act 2, Jeremy really is just... walking and standing so much more confidently than Act 1? He looks extremely much more to be a normal, attractive guy. It’s very obvious in scenes when he’s talking to Michael, because we saw them having conversations in Act 1 where Jeremy was relatively comfortable since he was with his friend, but it’s still such a marked different in his body language and even the cadence of speech after having the Squip for a couple weeks. Again, it was very Evan Hansen vibes.

“What kind of slut do you think I am?” Chloe asks, while draping herself over the bed and pointedly spreading her knees and thighs open at Jeremy

Once the Squip makes Jeremy drink Chloe’s alcohol, the way it starts jerking around instead of being smooth for the first time is still pretty cool and collected / in control looking somehow - it looks like when a video chat is lagging and instead of smooth movement you get a series of jumpy still frames, but the person isn’t in distress or anything.

When Jeremy tells Michael to “Get out of my way. You Loser,” he literally shoves Michael aside with force and walks out, not slowing or looking back once as Michael crashes into the bathtub. Michael just...stays where he fell for the entire first part of Michael in the Bathroom

At the end when he’s in prime screaming mode he sings “it sucks you left me here alone” instead of “it’s sucks he left me here alone” - directing it at Jeremy directly

Christine talking about breaking up with Jake - she mentions the cheating but also outwardly calmly (remember she has mad gigantic feelings about most everything in reality) lists other reasons such as “we just don’t have ANYTHING in common”

When Rich is freaking out about needing Mountain Dew Red, he is glitching like crazy and he is only asking for the Red when he’s facing one direction, as if he has no brain activity when jerked into the other direction, but is repeating the request on a constant loop, it’s just that we can only hear it when he’s on the one frequency. Jeremy and Christine see him in obvious distress with his head like banging clearly without his control against the wall, which must hurt, and they just???? laugh at him?????? What the fuck, kids, why do you all keep abandoning each other in distress in this musical.

Jeremy and Christine actually have really great chemistry though I was like “wow ok I can ship this.” They make you feel it.

When Rich’s WARNING WARNING WARNING goes off he marches out of there in the same robotic way that the Squip marched Jeremy out after his own WARNING alarm after Guy I’d Kinda Be Into. This is further highlighted by the way the Squip marches Jeremy out in the exact same way a few seconds later after reviewing the footage from the evening.

During the Smartphone Hour there were three backup dancers in shiny clothing during the beginning verses with Jenna, Chloe and Brooke, like the old singers used to have.

When Jenna and Chloe sing the chorus that “Rich set a fire” the stage lights go red, orange, yellow and rippling like fire

After the fire, the Squip is full supervillian attire - Black Cloak, LED lights, the works. I couldn’t see it myself because I was too far to see anyone’s faces, but apparently also he gained digital face makeup here?

They really played up the computer effects in The Pitiful Children and The Play - in voices especially. Final Boss Jenna Rolan speaking at Michael at The Play sounded like full computer and not human.

Jeremy’s choreography during The Pitiful Children is super still. He gets shoved to the ground and he just stays frozen there looking up at all the dark squip figures dancing around him. They put him on the staircase and he just stands motionless, staring into the distance while they spin him around and the Squip cradles his head. At the end he lifts the shoebox above his head, but he’s mirroring the Squip’s actions again, like at the mall back before Do You Wanna Ride.

During the Pitiful Children also the Squip keeps putting his hand on top of Jeremy’s head with his fingers splayed like a puppet master. It’s not above Jeremy’s head, it’s resting directly on his skull.

When Jeremy is arguing with his dad before the Pants Song, Mr. Heere has JUST said he’s grounded and scolded him about taking the car (to Jake’s party) and Jeremy just. Very pointedly. Picks up the keys, jangles them in his dad’s face, and says “I’m going out,” like wow fucking slay.

Michael is shredding his Jeremy mementos instead of burning them, presumably because it’s easier for him to carry around a coffee can calling it a shredder than to pull a full Eliza Hamilton and set a fire on the stage (and burn down the house). Mr. Heere still tells him to stop sitting around burning incense though - because of the joint Michael was smoking while shredding all his stuff.

In the play when the Squip activates Jeremy’s kung fu mode to fight Michael, they stage it like a fighting video game with Jeremy enacting ridiculous combo jumpy moves while Michael basically does roll dodges and a cute fighting video game remix of one of the BMC songs plays in the background. I don’t remember which song it was now though.

The Two Player Game reprise involves Michael leap-frogging over Brooke and Chloe and jumping onto Jake’s back and just sitting there for a bit while Jake spins in circles

Michael does not get attacked by Final Boss Jenna? She’s standing on the 2nd level. After tossing the bottle to Jeremy Michael kind of just stands in the same place for the rest of The Play unmolested.

It doesn’t really seem like the Squip actually physically stops Jeremy from drinking the Red? The sound that we’ve been hearing so often this song when the Squip is controlling people isn’t present there. He just yells “you don’t want to do that Jeremy!” and Jeremy just. freezes. and asks why. Like he’s been so conditioned to listen and obey the Squip at this point that even when he’s actively trying to work against it he still knee jerk follows instructions.

The squipped people (except Jeremy) all had LED lights on their shoes during Pitiful Children and The Play. Christine has them too, but when she comes out into the middle of the zombie horde acting normal near the end of The Play, the main stage lights are on so it’s not really noticeable until the reveal that she’s Squipped too and suddenly her shoes are flashing.

The choreography for Guy I’d Kinda Be Into involved Jeremy and Christine slow dancing while everyone walked around them in a circle. They have the same choreography during the reprise, with the obvious implication that because everyone is Squipped now Jeremy can have the exact scenario he was fantasizing about earlier and this time Christine does like him instead of Cho Chang Jake

Everyone shrieks wordlessly and then collapses except for Michael whose yell is more like “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH FUCKKKK!!!!”

After everyone collapses and Michael is standing there terrified the Squip is the only body still moving. He is dragging himself over the fallen bodies of the students as the lights go black.

In the hospital, Rich has NO movement. The full body cast doesn’t even allow him to turn his head to look at Jeremy when’s he’s speaking to him.

Michael does not pull the curtain to hide Rich from view as if that would do anything to stop him from hearing everything they’re saying. It’s not like Rich can so much as turn his head to look at them anyway.

In Voices In My Head, Christine is the one who surges forwards to kiss Jeremy, who is shocked for a second before getting with the program. They stand there and make out for an extended period of time while everyone else cheers and continues singing the song

When the Squip tries to call out to Jeremy he isn’t on the ground level where Jeremy and Christine walk past him. Instead, he stumbles his way along the upper level, where everyone except Jeremy and Christine are lined up, and they all sort of jeer at him and shove at him as he passes like one of those really uncomfortable ending scenes in teen movies where the bully walks down the hallway having everyone in the entire school shove at them and having milk or something poured on them and such in a reflection of one of the main character’s opening scenes.

There was not much dancing in this production at all, which makes sense considering this was only for 1 weekend.

I went to the talk-back too so I will write some about that after getting some sleep

I will try to add to this list if I remember anything else.

[fluffandlove]

Shoujo Life Update~

Cuddles, tickles, kisses and a liiiiittle bit of angst oooh boy 

Imma type this real quick without rereading it cause it’s almost 2:30 in the morning oh god I need to sleep x’D 

This week was very chaotic as we’re getting used to this new lifestyle and trying to get settled and shit --> reason why I’m so inactive I am so sorry buuuut as soon as school starts, we’ll probably get settled for real 

Trying to settle means walking around Japan, practicing our Japanese (I am legit so proud every time I manage to squeak out an entire sentence, it’s unreal), getting to know each other and all that shizzle. Crush friend and girlfriend and I have been my best mates so far and we’ve been together pretty much everyday, planning together and eating together and I’ve noticed that crush friend is getting overly touchy with me huuuueeee 

So our homeroom teacher showed us our school and once we got showed around and got back in the elevator to go back to the first floor, I suddenly felt two hands cupping my waist from behind, fingers reeeaal gently stroking my stomach, so I freaked the fuck out and started screeching lol 

Crush friend chuckled behind me as he continued to caress and tickle me at the same time while one of my new friends yelled out, “Omg, she’s ticklish!” aND EVERYONE STARTED POKING AND SQUEEZING ME I FUCKING SHIT YOU NOT. IN THE ELEVATOR. I couldn’t even get away bc crush friend kept holding my waist and pulled me against his chest, laughing against my neck and it was really bad hahhahahahahhahaa help  That same day we went to hang out in our shared lobby and I was really cold at some point and I said so out loud so new guy friend, crush friend and new girl friend went, “Let’s warm her up!” 

and they all went to sit/lie on top of me LOOOOL I started laughing so hard because on one hand I was being squished to death but it was also really warm and cozy. Crush friend had his nose buried in my neck, grinning like a little shit, new girl friend was sitting on my legs, and new guy friend was kinda half leaning/lying against me. 

“Hey Jo... your knees are really pretty...” new girl friend randomly said and started tracing them with her nails. I was wearing shorts sooooo I yeah rip I flipped and burst out laughing. “Like, they’re not too prominent and shit... oooh and they’re sensitive, tooo...”

Crush friend casually wrapped his hand around my torso, fingers resting on my ribs, just letting them sit there but it was enough to make me jump and squeak more. He was still breathing/chuckling against my neck, which tickled as well, and I couldn’t fucking move because of all the weight so I was pretty much trapped, only able to kick my legs x’DDD 

Afterwards we went to the ping pong table and played a little bit. I was putting up a fight as he was pretty good and he went, “Ugh, doesn’t she ever give up?” Girl friend, the fucking traitor, called out, “Just pull up your shirt! That’s her weak spot!”

“Ooooh?” THAT ASSHOLE SMACKED THE BALL TOWARDS ME AND THEN LIFTED UP HIS SHIRT A BIT AND I FUCKING BLUSHED AND LET THE BALL FLY PAST ME. “It worked! I gotta use that more often!” which he did. I hate him 

There’s also this one part where him and me were waiting for girl friend to get ready and we were standing in her tiny hallway. We were goofing around a bit until he narrowed his eyes, pushed me against the wall and tickled my sides for a bit heeelpppp ad=asfiuasdjfksd I’m so weak for this nGH and he’s been hugging me from behind from time to time and ugh gOD this guy 

and noooow for the drama part...  Both of us were super tired and irritated bc one girl in our group that’s constantly annoying everyone, particularly him  (they srsly hate each other’s guts) and he’s real homesick as I found out today so that was probably also a part of it, buuuut we had a small fight. In front of a few people, things got kinda out of hand and I left the scene to go to my room to cry my eyes out. Now that I think about it, this happens in every fucking shoujo whenever things go too well, I mean, we were being so overly touchy and flirty that something had to go wrong, right? x’) 

I cried a lot bc I hadn’t cried this entire trip yet, really wanted to but didn’t have time/patience so I guess it was a combination of exhaustion, homesickness, shock from the fight, etc. Girl friend came over to calm me down and comfort me, and eventually left after inviting me over to go get breakfast the next morning. One tiiiiny problem: crush friend was gonna be there as well

“Isn’t that gonna be a problem?” I asked “Eeeeh, not sure? I guess we’ll see.” 

BOIIIII it was awkward. The next morning I woke up with swollen eyes, like, I had literally cried so much that I couldn’t see straight and the three of us left to go get food. Girl friend was trying to play peacekeeper, making conversation and trying to get us to talk, but crush friend simply refused to even look at me, which resulted in me not looking at him. He even fucking walked around me and made sure not to get near me.  After a good fucking 20 minutes, I ran out of patience and while girl friend was busy with her umbrella, I looked up at him with watery eyes and mumbled, “Dude, are you so mad at me that you’re gonna ignore me?” 

And then he finally looked at me. He blinked, then looked away and sighed. “Not mad... just, irritated I guess.” I didn’t really know how to reply to that so we just looked at each other. My eyes were filling up with tears once again upon realizing that this was the only thing he was gonna say, so I nodded. “Okay.” and walked past him but then 

I felt his two large hands on my shoulders, keeping me in place. I was really confused and sort of tried to move, but he wouldn’t let me. He was pushing me so gently that I didn’t know what he wanted from me until he turned me around, again super gently, and pulled me in for a hug. I hadn’t noticed that I was shaking yet because when I felt his chest against my face, I felt my hands trembling and the tears pricking in my eyes. 

His hand was on the back of my head, holding me. We didn’t say anything and just stood there in the middle of the store. On one hand I felt like we were the only two people there but then again not? Idk, it was definitely something and he wasn’t about to pull back soon, until I mumbled, “Okay,” again and then he let go. The rest of our breakfast trip went pretty smoothly because, at last, we were talking again 

On that same day I walked up to his room and we talked about it, he apologized, I apologized and he ended it by saying, “I’m glad you were the one to break the ice. I probs would’ve done so eventually, too, but it was you this time. Let’s just forget it happened, okay? I don’t wanna ruin this trip. Wanna go grab dinner together?” 

And so we did. I noticed his change in behavior a bit as he was less touchy and more careful with me. I also noticed that he was being overly nice and quiet, which made me smile because this is probably his way of making it up to me. 

AND THEN THERE’S TODAAAAAY.  Once again we were hanging out in the shared lobby but this time with alcohol and oh boy I got tipsy. It doesn’t take much alcohol to get me drunk so I was tipsy after like 4 sips and already giggling uncontrollably. Everyone else laughed along with me, tickled me because they thought it was cute and playfully made fun of me 

Crush friend was still keeping his distance and it was irritating me trololol I’m such an attention whoooore. The more I drank, the more I kept looking at his lips fuuuuu It was still a lot of fun though, holy shit, at some point everyone was pissing their pants from laughter and having a great time. We ran out of alcohol though, so crush friend suggested we get some more 

I was preeeetttty tipsy at this point. Like, I couldn’t walk straight anymore and new tiny girl friend (she’s even smaller than me and I’m 5′4 LOL) was pretty much drunk. Crush friend had to throw me over his shoulder in order to get me to sit back on the couch without falling and it was pretty fun but also scary x’D And this was after he had to pick me up two times because I kept falling to the floor bc I was laughing so hard pffff 

On our way to the convenience store, I had to make sure that new tiny girl friend didn’t bump into anyone or a pole for that matter, so we stuck together while she babbled about everything. Other new girl friend looked at me, smiled and asked, “Is it okay if I hug you? You’re so funny.”  “omg yeeess, sureee!” I slurred and she laughed, hugging me close it was just... yes 

And now... dun dun duuuun Crush friend, tiny new girl friend and I were waiting outside while everyone else got drinks and I kept saying that I already had too much to drink. I had lost at least 80% of my filter and was more daring and kinda drowsy --> alert alert alert 

“naaah, you’re fine,” crush friend chuckled and I shook my head  “Nooooo, I’m not. I shouldn’t get more drinks,” I said while I twirled a bit on the spot. He had taken a seat on a small bench and was looking at me with a semi scolding look. “Seriously.” “Why? You’ve been worse.”  “No, cause I really wanna do this.” and fuck I walked over to him, held his face and kissed him real quick. I’m not sure if he turned his head or that I was simply so tipsy that I couldn’t coordinate, but I think I kissed the corner of his mouth, or like... half his lips???? xDD I felt them but not entirely, idk, it was stupid of me 

I pulled back and immediately covered my face. “Crap. Sorry.” “What’re you apologizing for?” he said, totally confused “Ishouldn’thavedonethatIshouldn’thavedonethaaaaat,” I mumbled against my hands and looked back up at him, flustered 

He tsk’ed, shook his head and patted the spot next to him. I hesitantly took a seat and he wrapped an arm around my waist, gently cupping it.  “Idiot,” he whispered and stroked my side with his thumb, looking away 

The rest of the night is kinda blurry but it was a lot of fun and holy shit this took me almost an hour to write 

HELLOOOOOO sorry for this messy af post I’m still alive just all over the place godddddd