#they're so insufferably cute I can't stand it

[astrophysicist-guitar-god]

1) You can’t tell me that Roger and Brian aren’t tickled pink to (finally) be neighbors. (x, x)

Interviewer: So Brian, what’s it like to still be at it all these years later?

Brian: Roger and I are neighbors now!

Roger: *grins*

2) In every interview I’ve seen, Adam’s in the middle between Brian and Roger. Is that like when a teacher has to separate the troublemaker friends? (The bad brothers!)

3) ADAM MUST HAVE THE BEST STORIES.

[astonmartinii]

bite the hand | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x fem musician!reader [face claim: clairo + clairo, boygenius and taylor swift music]

having fans are great, but sometimes it goes to far and you have to bite the hands that feed you

MASTERLIST | TIPS

yourusername

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yourusername: howdy ladies, gentlemen and all that's in between, it's single release day. i had so much fun on this track with bea and getting to pour all of my love for maxy onto such a cute melody... hope you all enjoy my loves x

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user1: YES THANK YOU MOM THIS IS JUST WHAT I NEEDED TODAY

landonorris: how many letters in devoured?

yourusername: ATE 💅

landonorris: ate and left NO crumbs

maxverstappen1: why oh why did i ever introduce you two

yourusername: because you love us both?

maxverstappen1: i sure love you, jury is out on lando

landonorris: boooooooooo

user2: ugh if y/n had to date an f1 driver why couldn't she go for one of the hot ones like lando or charles?

user3: for real like bro he just drags her down

user4: you can't be serious? he's a professional athlete at the top of his sport and by what they show us a massive softy who loves y/n? why would we want anything else for her?

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user5: y/n will NOT stand for any max bashing idk why you guys try it every time

maxverstappen1: so unbelievably talented and the artist of her generation

yourusername: maybe it's because i have a top notch muse ?

maxverstappen1: NO NO IT'S ALL YOU YOU ARE THE ARTIST I AM JUST LUCKY TO BE IN YOUR VICINITY

yourusername: i am the lucky one baby

danielricciardo: leave your cute shit offline i already have to hear it all of the time let me be on instagram

yourusername: nope love my boyfriend too much

maxverstappen1: nope love my girlfriend too much

user6: they're so insufferable i love them

user7: this song bangs so much more when you pretend it's not about ... him

user8: bro is acting like max verstappen ran over his puppy

user7: sorry i don't want a GREAT artist and BEAUTIFUL woman being dragged down by THAT

user9: you are insane, you do not know y/n, you enjoy her music, that doesn't give you the right to have power over things in her personal life

user10: you people are why this fanbase has a bad name and before long y/n will get fed up too

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: the off weekend spent right

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user13: i need a man so obsessed with me that all he does is post my face

user14: crazy that all this guy does is wax lyrical about how much he loves her and she's like never at his races ... interesting

user15: and her weirdly entitled fanbase say he doesn't deserve her when she clearly doesn't support him as much as he supports her

yourusername: i love you and our soft little weekends, i wanna do it all the time :(

maxverstappen1: gosh our day jobs are really quite unconventional i guess we should just retire to a remote island to live on a small farm?

yourusername: you said it not me i just wanna be anywhere with you

maxverstappen1: i love you <3

user16: RETIRE TO A REMOTE ISLAND? SOMEONE TELL THIS RAT THAT IF HE IS THE REASON WE DON'T GET MUSIC WE WILL RIDE AT DAWN

user17: babe have you ever thought that maybe the reason he said that he wants to retire away from everyone because you people stick your noses in all the time

danielricciardo: @yourusername a soft weekend you say? how many hours did max spend on the sim?

yourusername: a solid ten but he even let me have a go

danielricciardo: oh wow that man really is in love

maxverstappen1: i think she'd rival a couple of you with some practice, i'm working on getting her to join redline

user18: ugh this is so annoying... preaching like you like spending time with your girlfriend and then spend it all playing a video game and letting her have one go?

user19: the sim is something f1 drivers use to train? if anything max probably shouldn't have let y/n have a go she could've accidentally changed the set up or other things

user20: i'm seeing charles and lewis training this off weekend and he just lies in bed with this girl? he really needs to ditch her to stay at the top

user21: literally two comments up is them talking about him training on the sim the jealousy is insane from both fans at this point

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: happy to take home another win in mexico, i love this track and am forever thankful to this team and my loved ones.

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user25: holy shit idk what f1 can do but the paddock looked insane today there's no way that is safe for the drivers and personnel.

user26: there's so many videos of people rushing max and although some of them look like max fans who are just excited but there were a lot of very rude rival fans trying to get too close for comfort

yourusername: forever proud of you !! you're like jimmy and sassy with zoomies on crack <3

maxverstappen1: that is the highest of the high compliment thank you my love

yourusername: champagne is on me girlypops no expense spared for the love of my life

redbullracing: do we all qualify as girlypops ???

yourusername: of course !! don't think i didn't notice the supply of vegan pizza rolls you truly are the lactose intolerant allies of the grid

user27: can she stop spending all her hard earned money on this scrub that just uses her

user28: bro makes millions in a year he doesn't NEED her but that doesn't mean he can't want her? you guys are crazy

user29: some of these fans need to do some serious evaluation, drivers are not zoo animals, they are people and deserve respect and that includes respect to their personal space.

user30: for real like why was brad basically having to act as a body guard for max and y/n

user31: this was such a dangerous event for max and y/n. they're both very famous individuals and should be able to move around the paddock without being in danger.

user32: max joked about getting a body guard for this weekend but i think he should seriously consider it especially is y/n is coming to more races while she's not touring

danielricciardo: it has been brought to my attention that y/n has stated that she will spare no expense, i am making a formal enquiry into whether this will cover my bar tab?

yourusername: i will within reason but only because your bffs with maxy and will drink the fruity lil cocktails with me

danielricciardo: REAL men drink cocktails

maxverstappen1: do NOT disrespect the humble gin and tonic on my post

user33: i'm glad they're in high spirits after the shenanigans in the paddock today and the booing towards max :(

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yourusername: there is no full way to articulate my feelings right now. my fans have to respect my personal relationships and my boundaries. i appreciate your support but you have to understand that i am not your personal friend and you do not have the right to my personal life. i also understand that in sport, there are a lot of heightened emotions, but drivers do not owe you their safety. this is something i have felt for a long time since max and i became a public couple and the onslaught of hate came for him. you may say that it comes from a good place, or for my best interests, but the manner in which some 'fans' have expressed their 'worries' is unacceptable. i do not want to bite the hand that feeds me, but there's only so many slaps me and my loved ones can take from the hand.

bite the hand is out on all streaming platforms. please listen closely a re-evaluate your relationships with your favourite artists, thank you.

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maxverstappen1: i love you and i will never let other people tell me when i'm not enough get in my head again. we both appreciate our support and acknowledge that we would be nowhere without it. but our relationships are ours, please respect this.

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yourusername: okay sad songs are important but it's now time for me to sing my wee little heart out about how much i love you and how i know we were always made for each other.

i love you maxy, invisible string is all about my muse. out now.

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user41: IT BANGS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

user42: ffs i guess we're stuck with this man for life now ...

user43: LISTEN TO BITE THE HAND AND BANG YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE WALL AND HEAR THE PINBALLS OF YOUR BRAIN GOING CRAZU

user44: speak your truth sis

maxverstappen1: ISN'T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK THAT ALL ALONG THERE WAS SOME INVISIBLE STRING TYING YOU TO ME

maxverstappen1: so true, you make me believe in soulmates YOU ARE MY SOULMATE I LOVE YOU

yourusername: i love you to the moon and to saturn for real

yourusername: and that thread of gold is made from all of your trophies LET'S GO RAHHHHHHHH I'M SO PROUD OF YOU

maxverstappen1: the gold of that grammy @thegrammys yall heard bags?

user45: the way they're each others wags and completely embrace it

user46: i love that they're still their goofy asses they don't give a shit abou t yall

user47: y/n dropped a heart wrenching track and immediately went ... but hey i'm SUPER happy and that's all you're going to hear

landonorris: so like can y/n remix the dutch anthem so we can actually bop every weekend

yourusername: i kinda wanna marry the king of the netherlands so maybe not

landonorris: you broke up ?????

yourusername: no you dumbass max is the king of the netherlands

maxverstappen1: not factually but i do have a medal from the royal family so same thing

landonorris: why do you guys have to clown on me every time

yourusername: you're like our baby brother it's our duty

maxverstappen1: sorry not sorry

user48: you could never make me hate them they're made for each other

user49: finally bite the hand shamed the crazy bitches into finally shutting the fuck up

note: i love bite the hand i actually fear it might be my fave boygenius song and i recommend it to everyone. i actually did my university dissertation on parasocial relationships with athletes so like i feel like a good couple of sports fans could do with a listen to bite the hand. hope yall enjoyed and had a good weekend !! (chelsea gave me a heart attack but what's new, even though i was too sick to go to the game:()

[bonefall]

with how little relevance characters often have outside their introduction arc, its genuinely WEIRD how relevant tree constantly is. which is an odd criticism because characters should remain relevant after being established but in warriors it feels like blatant favoritism. i dont even dislike treee and i liked him a lot in tbc but its ODD

Mr. Gas Leak has a very distinct feeling (an odor, if you will) to me. It feels like he became so relevant because people were frustrated that he wasn't doing the Very Special Job they'd invented just for him back in AVoS, so the writing team tried to "respond to criticism" by making him show up all the time.

But like... that wasn't really the heart of the criticism. It wasn't a clamor to bring back Tree specifically. It was frustration that they would set up worldbuilding elements and then forget about them when they became inconvenient.

SkyClan's return, negotiator role, the border guard between the DF and StarClan, voting to oust a leader. We've gotten at least one (sometimes multiple) additions that threaten to shake up the status quo in every modern arc-- and then they're forgotten about or not used to their full potential.

In honesty though, the more he appears, the more I actively dislike him. I thought he was cool at first, I enjoyed the idea that SkyClan was going to bring some new dynamics to the politics at the lake. But every role he's had since his introduction has been insufferable.

I HATED how he absolutely refused to do his job in Squilf's Hope because of personal bias

I can't stand how the Sisters have been willing to help the Clans after their treatment in that book, and the constant narrative derision they get in spite of that

The fact everyone just forgot Tree existed in ASC until Nightheart said something was astonishingly bad writing. If I forgot about a major worldbuilding element like that I would be genuinely embarassed, not cutely lampshading it

Even the way he ended up "helping" when the narrative remembered him was annoying. Like, "Oh right! Having this role just grinds the action to a screeching halt! Instead of the Battle Cats doing Battles, they argue offscreen about things! Wow, this was a terrible idea to begin with!"

There are waaaay worse characters in WC, and I can't bring myself to hate him the same way I hate some others like Gray Wing. But boy, he has found his way down my list of "least liked WC characters."

[thegildedbee]

Sherlock Fic Recs: Christmas Edition {2023}

❄️ Gather ~ ☃️ ☃️ ☃️ ~ 'round and 🎉 make 🎷merry🍹, all ye fic-loving fandom elves -- 'tis the season to shine a spotlight🕯️on Sherlockian Christmas fics!!! Here are some of my favorites -- I tried to pick ones that I haven't seen mentioned in recent lists that have been in my tumblr stream. Whether they're new to you, or just a reminder to re-visit faves, enjoy!!! ❄️ [In order of the year they were published.] ........................................................... 1. I'm Not His Date [2014] by objetpetita [ 17,029 words / T ] :: It all starts in a Boston coffee shop, where English professor Sherlock Holmes upends a visiting John Watson in a clever and fun "meet cute" (or "meet irritating-pompous-insufferable") in a whirlwind of Sherlockian proportions, and we're off to the races. There is a snowfight on the Common, Death Driving Miss Daisy: Lacan and Popular Culture, a Harry & Clara Christmas Eve wedding, witches, and a very boozy department party. It's as adorable as my favorite Christmas rom-com film, The Holiday. And it starts off with a corker of a first sentence: "It was morning, it was zero bloody degrees, everything around him was unfamiliar and American and cold, and John Watson was right on that inhuman precipice between still drunk and terribly hung over."

2. 5,687 (Approximately) [2015] by prettysailorsoldier [ 6,771 words / T ] :: Just a few years post-uni, Sherlock is enduring the agonies of a long-distance relationship with his boyfriend, who is on deployment in Afghanistan. During those times when John's on leave, the last people Sherlock wants to see are the idiots at the Met, so they've never caught sight of John and think he is a figment of Sherlock's imagination -- especially since he can't get home that Christmas. The set-up is sketched out with delightful fic flair, and the ending is not only sweet, but satisfyingly punitive [ c/o a very bamf John ]. The text messaging is some of my favorite writing in the Sherlock fandom -- their relationship in all of its multi-dimensionality comes through beautifully.

3. The 12 Truths of Christmas [2016] by @breath4soul [ 3,321 words / T ] :: This is a fic that has at its core the surfacing of unspoken emotional attraction betweenJohn and Sherlock via a very fun concept: “In place of some appalling or imbecilic gift inflicted upon me in the name of tradition on Christmas day, I propose that you provide me with one previously unknown fact about you for each day leading up to Christmas. 12 in total, John.” #9 has all the feels, and is a tour de force -- every time I re-read it it makes me break out in a smile, even though I know what's coming. Sherlock breaks out somewhat more: "Sherlock feels a flood of heat in several places at once. He stands up quickly and walks to his violin. He plays wild, erratic snaps of quick-paced music." The author has a whimsical and entirely understandable note to add: "You may fall in love with John reading this - I did." 4. The Romance Was There [2017] by @apliddell [ 4,011 words / G ] :: The author deserves an award for this being one of the best uses of Harry Watson in a fic, and of HW by Sherlock in a fic :-) 221B has never been cozier, Sherlock has never been more winsome, and John is a species type model of John in all of his clueless Johnness. The narrative dances along and sparkles and shines as seduction evolves, and Sherlock's rogueish charm is on full display. There's a poignant and endearing confessional letter, plus there's a Sherlock/Jeremy Brett reference that is absolute perfection in serving its role in helping the narrative quickstep the night away. 5. The Man in Aisle Ten [2020] by @blogstandbygo [ 1395 words / G ] :: Sherlock has several mysteries to unravel in the midst of Harrod's on Christmas Eve: what is the perfect gift for John? why is he having so much trouble identifying the perfect gift for John? and, incidentally, along the way to solving those, a local one. Luckily, Sherlock has Moira, master department store sleuth, to lead him to the solution. This fic is a small, perfect gift -- rather like the story's denouement --and is as witty as all of SBG's fics are. This is a veritable Peppermint Schnapps Hot Chocolate of a fic, warm, rich, sweet, delicious, tingly, and you'll find you reach the last bit much too fast, immediately requiring a refill. [ And there's a splendid podfic by @podfixx ! ]

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*fic repost recruits, perhaps??? ❤️ @totallysilvergirl, @7-percent, @discordantwords, @helloliriels, @elwinglyre, @mydogwatson

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Part 2: An Encounter - Matty Healy Series

A/n: here's part 2!! You'll now realise that my heart belongs to Ross and even writing this I get carried away and end up including cute Ross content. So sorry if that annoys you.. this is after all a Matty fic. Hope you like it anyway.

Part 1 found here

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Lou is sat on a black leather seat, her legs crossed under her, her guitar that she takes everywhere with her rests against her bare thighs, her fingers moving along the frets, plucking the strings. The weather is uncharacteristically warm for London, she wears black denim shorts with an old the 1975 merch shirt that George sent her one year. The edges are frayed and the seems of the collar have come away from the shirt revealing just a slither of her skin, the tee was well and truly worn and it made the boys hearts swell, knowing she probably wears it when she's missing them.

George is sat opposite her, Ross is lying down on the floor below her, being an absolute pest and fiddling with the laces of her doc martins.

She's playing random notes, something she made up recently, the tune is peaceful and the boys find themselves relaxing at it, she hums along to it, Ross harmonises after hearing the tune two times, the act makes her smile widely down at him.

"Sounds good" Adam says coming into the room, he places his guitar case down before plopping himself down next to George.

"Thanks Hann" she says before she finds herself playing "girls". The boys ears perk up at this and she's far too focused on her strumming that she doesn't hear the door swing open.

"Gunning for Hann's job?" George asks making everyone laugh. She smiles at her best friend, sticking her tongue out in jest before she stops and places the guitar down.

"You can have it" Hann jokes, making George and Ross have ago at him for his words, the four of them laugh loudly, only stopping when a grumpy voice rang out in the room.

"Thought we were here to rehearse as a band not sit around and watch you play what you want?" Matty's voice rings out, the words are what irritate her, not the sound of his grating voice in her ears.

So the nice Matty from last week wasn't sticking around then it seemed.

"Seems we've got the old Ratty back guys" she says, Ross pinches her ankle from his place on the ground, silently begging for her to behave.

"He started it" she grumbles out, Ross looks up at her and she nods at him knowing he's only trying to help. She places her guitar down, crossing her arms and leaning back against her chest, her legs cross too, drawing Matty's eyes to the skin on show.

"I have a name" he snaps back and her eyes find his, they're almost begging her to challenge him, just say something back, something quick and witty. But her eyes drift to Ross and then to George who she can tell are both begging her to just let it slide, so she does.

They begin rehearsing, Lou and Matty bickering back and forth throughout, even with the looks the boys keep shooting their way, but despite that they sound good and they all work well together.

She truly believes that no matter how good they sound, how well she performs, how little or hard she tries; Matty will still say it's not good enough.

They finish the song they were playing and she smiles before speaking.

"That was sick!" She says happily, lifting her fingers from the keys and lifting her arm up, Ross who is standing next to her, bass in hand, presses his palm flat against hers, high-fiving.

"Sure you'd think that, you're just some chick in a band who cant play their instruments properly" he snaps, his voice is quiet, but she hears it through his grumble. Her mouth opens to snap back but she gives in. She steps away from the keyboard, she turns to the table, grabbing her pack of cigarettes and lighter and goes to storm out.

"That was out of order Matty!" She hears Ross say, she's thankful that he's always one of the first to defend her.

"Why can't you just be nice? Just get along. Come on mate, she's my best mate, just ease up a little" George then says.

She wants to turn and tell them to leave it, tell the whole room that Matty isn't worth it but she doesn't let her feet betray her this time. The fresh air that hits her as she finds her way outside is a welcoming distraction from her thoughts.

She takes out a cigarette, quick to place it in-between her lips and lights it. She breathes in the nicotine quickly, searching for the rush she needs to forget his cruel words.

She hears the door open behind her only threw puffs later and turns to see Matty behind her.

"Oh great, that's just perfect" she says, he lights his own cigarette.

"I'm sorr-" he begins but she's quick to interrupt him.

"You know what, just save it Matty! I don't need to hear it" she says, turning away from him. She really wants to just turn around and push him, or swipe her palm across his face.

"Listen Lou-" he says, she interrupts again. Lou was her nickname and she hated that he said it casually, as if they didnt despise each other.

"No you listen! I don't know how many times I need to tell you, but I'm not here to annoy you. Not everything is about you and you need to get that into your insufferable fucking head! I am here to help out a friend who asked for my help. And I don't need your stupid comments when I'm just trying to help" she rants, her voice raised. He nods as he listens to her.

"You're right. Im sorry. You just... Ugh you just irk me" he says admitting what she already knows. Since the both of them remember they didn't get along, he rubbed her the wrong way and visa versa. The truth was Matty knew why she hated him, he gave her every reason to hate him. She didn't know why Matty hated her, she was nice to him in the beginning, wanting nothing more than for her best friend's best friend, to like her back, he just didn't and soon she hated him for the way he treated her.

"Well you're going to have to find a way to deal with it. Because I'm not going anywhere. I could easily just drop this, and leave you utterly fucked... But I'm doing this for George and for Ross and Hann. Not you, you intolerable arsehole" she snaps, the cigarette she's holding finds it's way into her mouth and she breathes in one last time before it finds the floor and she crushes it under her black boots.

She goes to turn and walk away from him but stops in her tracks, turning back to face him "And my name is Laura, only my friends call me Lou"

She leaves him after that, smirking to herself at him standing there, mouth agape. He stares down at her half finished cigarette, he notices the red mark around the tip from her lipstick and he has to shake the thoughts that come to mind.

She heads up to the studio after that. Feeling quite pleased with herself for not just biting her tongue and brushing it off. She feels a weight lifted from her shoulders.

They continue rehearsing for the rest of the day, no more comments are made. They hardly even talk and suddenly she starts messing up more, as does Matty. Notes are missed or the wrong ones are played, his voice cracks more and it doesn't go unnoticed by the guys.

"Fuck" she says, halting in her playing, her hand weaves through her hair out of stress. Matty mimics her actions nearly in sync, he watches her as he does and sighs deeply, his lips finding their place in between his teeth.

"Listen Lou it's fine. It's been a long day. Let's call it a day" George says, she sighs deeply. The boys all begin packing up their stuff. She unplugs the keyboard from the amp but continues to play notes softly. This time they're her own ones: she plays them effortlessly. She doesn't realise how long she's been playing when she hears a gentle voice calling her name.

She looks up from where she's sitting, Ross looking down at her.

"You coming?" He asks softly, her hand finds his, just thanking him silently for always being there when she needed him.

"Think I'm going to stay for a bit longer, just practice" she says and he nods, his lips place a soft but friendly kiss to the top of her head and she smiles up at him.

"Okay, don't wear yourself out too much. See you tomorrow sweetheart" he says before leaving. Her eyes find her hands that are resting against the keys and she lets out a deep sigh, why cant she get this right she thinks to herself.

"Want me to stay? Can order some food?" George says, her eyes snap go find his, he's holding the door open.

She shakes her head, smiling at him "na it's okay, go" he asks if she's sure, tells her that he doesn't mind, she just smiles at him and shakes her head, telling him to enjoy the rest of the day.

"Okay, love ya" he says, blowing her a kiss.

"Love ya" she says softly.

"Hey, I'm sorry about Matty. I know it's not the same, but if it's any consolation he bullies me too. Hope you're okay though, I think you're smashing it" Adam says, she smiles at him for the sentiment.

"Thanks Hann. I'll be okay" and then he leaves and for a few moments shes alone. Matty must have left a while ago, or so she thinks.

She continues playing the soft tune that is hers. She's so focused on the notes and she begins to sing the tune. She misses the studio door opening back up. It's not until she looks up that she sees him standing there, leaning against the door frame. Her fingers halt.

"Don't stop on my account, sounded good" Matty admits, she hates how good he looks, arms crossed against his chest, biceps flexing against the arms of his black tee. He had changed, grew up and she has mixed feelings about the whole ordeal.

"Don't need your flattery now Matthew" she says breaking eye contact with him, this time he doesn't cringe or scowl at the name.

"Not flattery. It's the truth" he offers her a soft smile, the first proper smile that has been directed at her, in... well since she can remember. She hasn't heard him speak sincerely to her before but it's still recognisable in his tone.

"So now you can be nice" she says, rolling her eyes at him "thought you left" she says.

"I almost did... Heard that song though" he says and she raised her eyebrows at him.

"And?"

He steps closer to where she's sat, he's sat across from her in the next moment, they're closer now, she can see all his features and she's not sure she likes it. He stares at her for a beat before he speaks.

"I like it, play it please?" He asks, his voice is gentle, an unrecognisable tone, one in which she's never had directed at her before.

She sighs deeply before playing the song she started writing a few weeks ago. Matty watches intently, his eyes never faltering from her face. He realises he's paying close attention to her features, how her eyes flutter shut as her soft voice rings out, but he doesn't have the will power in that current moment to stop. He always thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever met, another thing to add to the reasons he disliked her. She had made navigating relationships very hard for him, he always found himself comparing girls to her. But now, she had grown up, he still thought she was beautiful, but my god she was hot.

She stops playing, her eyes fluttering back open and landing on the man across from her. She examines his features up close now, still the same old Matty from when they were kids but just.... older. He has changed his hair more times than she can count but she thinks this is her favourite, just undoubtedly him. She quickly looks away, although she's always loathed him, she'd never deny the fact he was hot.

"Is that all you've got so far?" He asks and for once his tone isn't abrupt and she knows he doesn't mean it in a rude way.

"Umm... Not quite. Did you hear what I was playing on the guitar earlier?" She asks and he nods, despite his previous comments earlier on, he liked what she was playing to Ross and George, he just hated that he wasn't involved.

"Hey I am..." He begins to say he's sorry but stops, he knows she doesn't want to hear it.

"Play happiness" he says, one of the songs she was messing up on earlier. She begins playing the notes, the tune perfect this time.

"There you go!" He says cheerfully and the both of you smile.

"Can I ask a question?" She asks and he nods, lighting a cigarette, offering her one. She leans across and accepts one, lighting hers too.

"This album... It's different to your other stuff. It's really good. Your other stuff is good too don't get my wrong! Feels like this is on a new level though" she says and he smiles at the compliment.

"You didn't ask a question" he says smiling across at her and she nods.

"These songs... They're happy" she says making him laugh at the idea that all they do is write depressing songs.

"You wrote these songs as if you're in love... Guess I'm just wondering who it's about" she says, part of her just wants to know if he's in a relationship or not, not that it would change anything, she was just curious.

"I mean... They're just ideas and concepts. Not about anyone in particular, not for me anyway. Obviously I write with George and he has Charli" he answers and she nods, thinking it sounds like an excuse.

"Why'd you ask?" He questions, he secretly wants nothing more than to know she would care if he was in love with someone.

"Just had an idea but it doesn't matter" she says, taking a drag from her yet untouched cigarette. He notices her lipstick staining the tip again.

"Tell me" he says, shuffling ever close to him. His knees touch hers now and he wants to grab the hand that rests against the keys.

"Well the ideas in these songs... I think they're powerful. I thought the once cynical Matt Healy was no more... Was going to suggest, instead of letting your hatred for me effect you in the way it so clearly does. Just think about that person" she says , shrugging at her own idea, unsure if it even makes sense.

"I don't hate you" he all but whispers and she has to hold back her scoff. She ignores his comment.

"We need to do something Matty, because it's not going to work if we're at each other's throats all the time" she says and he smirks.

"I dunno Lou. Seemed to have work better when we were" he says, a good old fashioned matt smirk resting on his lips and she frowns at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice that a soon as we shut up, didn't say anything to each other... We kept messing up" he says and then it hits her. He was right.

"Shit" she says, he laughs at that.

"Well we need to figure out a better way to get all that anger towards each other out. Because you're unbearable to work with when you're at my throat all the time" she says, they both smirk at that and his eyes can't help but drift to her lips.

She sees his eyes darken and a thought comes to his mind.

"Really would appreciate it if you'd stop calling me unbearable and insufferable all the time. You're no angel yourself love" he says, his voice seems darker now and she doesn't like what it does to her and the pet name wasn't helping either.

She feels her core flutter at the way he's looking at her, she squeezes her thighs together uncontrollably and it doesn't go unnoticed by the curly haired man

"Stop looking at me like that" she says, eyes not managing to break away from his, she feels her breath hitch as he takes his lip in between his teeth.

"Like what?" He questions.

"Like you want to fuck me" she says.

"Think we've found the solution to our problem" he says, her breath faltering as he speaks the dirty words.

She was fucked.

Part 3

[aristaspark]

Winx Rewatch: Season 1 episode 7: Friends in Need

Published a new chapter on my fic ! at bit.ly/3rwX3h7

Grizelda is a demon in disguise

They have to clean an entire castle, mind you...I can't even clean my room

The fact that the school has magic and the means to clean the castle in a matter of seconds but still ask students to do it just for the sake of punishing them

"What a strange object" Tecna 😭 See, cleaning is not a thing in the magical dimension. Zenith probably has robots doing all the job

"Ever since I've met you guys, I easily loose control" Stop it they're so cute 😭. Makes it even worse when in later seasons they make Tecna regress and act as if she had never had human interactions at all

The infamous bucket scene

"Indeed I see" 😭 Flora is judging her hard

Very interesting the way Tecna's mind works

Of course Stella is not cleaning

She's so insufferable 😂 Totally deserved what Bloom gave her

Ok but the way Musa is so mad that Bloom was going to do Stella's work

They're so playful

They really left the school to six teenage girls and thought nothing was gonna happen ☠️

I love how they were just like yeah let's call the boys so they can clean with us

And these idiots came

Mirta, you're brave but mind who you're talking to

The trix are the ultimate bullies

Okay so now we're suffocating students

You're not cleaning anything throwing your broom around like that Musa

The boys so want to leave 😂

Riven is the only one reacting realisticly. Like, imagine you come to a party and they expect you to clean a whole damn castle in exchange 😭

Someone burn my eyes what is that dance

I feel you Riven

Love the fits of the girls, too bad they're only in this episode, THEY'RE SO PRETTY

Stella, don't encourage Bloom, Sky is not worth it

Aww Timmy and Tecna weird but cute bonding

And of course Riven being a hater

Musa what the heck are you even doing dancing like that. The second hand embarrassment is strong with that one 😭

Eww, eww, "she's not bad huh", with that disgusting glare, I really can't with Sky

Some nice exposition on why the Trix are so sure the Dragon Flame belong to fairies

And here we go again with the moaning

Always thought the food Stella was offering Brandon looked like a boob

Omg the 3D 😂

Love how some specialists and some of the Winx can't stand each other (Riven and Tecna I'm looking at you)

Good old misoginy

And the Trix are just following Bloom without even knowing 😂

Not Musa abandonning Flora on the floor ☠️

Good that Stella was here for her

Why did Stella spray the beast with perfume, like, what was the point?

I can see the teenagers hormones acting up in so many scenes, damn

The beast punching Riven was satisfying, he needed to be humbled

Always loved the moment where they start doing percussions with the cleaning tools

Moral of the story: the girls are just better

"Next time you have a party, don't bother to invite me alright" Omg but they're merciless 😭

[brandybradyrandyandyndy]

So in the absence of LuMo, the writers decided to create a drama of love and jealousy between Tobias and Carlos?? All summer long this has been built up and will lead to absolutely nothing, but I’ve been enjoying these two idiots, tbh. Not enjoying what they’re doing to certified bisexual Michi right now, but that’s a different topic.

Omg you're right. What's going on between Tobias and Carlos is a love/jealousy storyline!! I hadn't thought about it that way, but now that you've said it, I think I have the perfect shipname for them: ToCar

Vale la pena estudiar español 🥴

Btw I'm on vacation rn, so I haven't been able to watch GZSZ since last friday. Has anything particularly stupid happened this week? Especially with Michi? Last thing I remember is him being pissy towards Carlos bc he told him he'd like to go out with Maren.

Like, I'm happy for Michi that he "met the love of his life" and all, but 1. he and Nicole totally lack communication in their relationship and 2. they're both so insufferable together, I can't stand them. I'm pretty sure the whole Kiez is with me on that. What happened to Tobse and Michi-man?? They were meant to be! 😩💔

Well, at least Markatenrin is sailing. When Maren gave Katrin that birthday gift from Emma where Emma drew all of them together as a family??? Like Emma, Maren, Katrin and Tobias??? That was so cute!!! 😭😭💕💕💕

[heroesofchroma]

"Wait so... Okay, so Death's your mom-"

"Parent," I correct, munching my sandwich.

"Okay, Parent. Then... Who's the other one?"

I shrug in response. "Demi-, so it's gotta be someone mortal."

She narrowed her eyes at me before simply standing and walking away. I was used to that reaction by now.

As I munched the sandwich, another came up to me. One of Death's various psychopomps. A feline-faced thing, body a lashing, coiling spine and arms made of bat wings and spectral nothingness. Despite the lack of size, it was still an intimidating force... Except to me.

"Go home, Jorhu, I'm not in the mood right now," I chide the little thing, slowly realizing how much that reaction must have gotten to me.

There's a sound akin to a mix between a mrrp and a ghastly moan from the pomp.

I sigh in response and reach out a hand, scratching the feline forehead and earning rumbling, echoing purrs in response. "You're insufferably sometimes..."

After a moment of enjoying the pets, Jorhu perks up and looks off to elsewhere. Following its gaze, I see what it caught.

A hollow shell of a ghost, formlessly walking as if peaking from under an endlessly tall curtain. What looked like it was meant to be an arm waved to me. A warmth ripped through my chest as I looked on at the form. Something I couldn't even begin to express or understand...

And then it was gone.

"Oi, you okay, Tlaloc?" asked the voice of my best friend from behind me... Well, my only friend.

Turning to face Kelpie, I smiled at them, not noticing the tear in my eye. "You're wearing your pins," I pointed out as I cleared my throat, reaching my spectral left hand to poke at the purple and grey enamel that decorated their dress collar.

Kelpie shrugged in response. "I don't have to hide from dear ol' mom anymore, why not? It's me." They sat beside me, leaning on the wooden table. "You also dodged the question. You okay, big guy?" They reached a hand back to me and wiped a tear that escaped onto my pale cheek, taking me by surprise.

I swallowed and chuckled. "I'm fine, just... Someone tried makin' friends again," I half-lied, wiping my face with my more tangible hand.

Kelpie shrugged, using their two free hands to pull out their own lunch while the third gave my back a pat. "Don't worry too much about it. If they're so scared of you that they don't come back, they ain't worth it!"

I smile at the reassurance, leaning on my elbow as I finish my sandwich. "She was kinda cute..."

Kelpie chuckles. "Cute don't mean nice."

I sigh as I nod, the conversation turning towards classes and degrees and smaller topics. I can't shake that feeling, noticing Jorhu was gone as well.

After a while, my own Dear Ol' Parent appears, a more... Mortal face than she has at home, though she shares a similar featured pair of spectral arms like my left. "Lockie, dear~! Are you ready to come home?"

I sigh, shaking my head. "Guess I oughta..." I stand and give Kelpie a fistbump. "See you Thursday?"

"Thursday, brothah," they offer back.

I follow my Mom along, silent.

"What did you see, Lockie?"

The question took me off guard, snapping me back as I realize how far we've walked away from campus, having arrived at a park. I shake my head and sigh. "I... Mom... Who... where did I come from?" I ask, trying to avoid the question without realizing she caught my meaning.

Mom smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder. It was warm... Warmer than usual, even. My heart skipped for a moment. "My dear, sweet, perfect Tlaloc... Would you like to go for a stroll before we go home? How about some nice chicken roast for dinner?"

I look at her exasperated before I sigh, knowing she can't truly tell me. "That's... Thanks, mom..."

She slumped her shoulders a bit at me and leaned in, giving the side of my dejected head a kiss. "Love you, sweetheart..."

"Love you, too, mom." The affirmation brought a smile back to me as we disappeared to home. Just before I stepped over the Threshold, I could feel something watching me still.

That same warmth pull at my face to glance back, only a pale fog where Who must have been.

You are the child of Death. Everyone always assumes that you were adopted, but you are in fact Death's biological child, although they are unwilling to tell how exactly this happened.

[sweet-seishu]

hate to love you

chapter seven

warnings for chapter: smut so minors leave. rough sex, slight choking, scratching, crempie, basically hate sex.

a/n: i hate to bring this up but i have to. if you asked to be tagged, and you do not have an age in your bio, i will not be tagging you, please respect my rules.

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"You're insufferable." You spat, walking out of mikey's office.

"Me?! How?! If I remember correctly it was me getting yelled at for the past 20 minutes!" Ran argued.

"Well deserved." You scoffed. "Nearly getting me killed."

"I'd like to point out that I did save your cute ass back there, and we still got the deal."

"Almost at the expense of my life!?" You shot back.

"Oh you were fine, you're making a big deal out of nothing."

"Fuck you!" You yelled.

"Anytime princess." Ran smirked.

"You're such a piece of shit. You always have to make everything a fucking joke, always have to make your stupid passes at me. I'm so sick of you're bullshit."

You walked faster, your heels clicking on the floor as you made your way to your office.

But thanks to Ran's long legs he was quick to catch up with you, grabbing your arm and pulling you into his office first, trapping you against the door once it's closed.

"You're a real bitch sometimes you know that?" Ran said, his face near yours.

"Only to you." You snapped, pushing him away.

"What the fuck did I do to you huh?" Ran asked.

"Nothing. You just irritate me." You smiled sweetly. Not like you mistook me for a whore my first day and completely dismissed it like it was nothing you thought.

"I think you're lying, I'm a pretty nice guy y/n." Ran said. "I'm just trying to understand."

"Fine. You piss me off Ran. Everything about you pisses me off." You told him. "Some people don't click, and guess what? We're the people who don't click."

"Such a shame." Ran pouted, walking up to you again. "I'm quite fond of you."

"Oh fuck off, I'm not listening to your stupid attempts to flirt."

"They're not stupid."

"They're stupid. Just like you. Every little thing you do is stupid really." You smiled.

Ran only stood there, jaw clenched, wondering if the consequences of what he wanted to do right now would be worth it.

"You're just so incompetent. You're an exec and your reports suck, you bring whores up here every other day because you can't seem to keep your dick in your pants, and oh that's right, I could have died today because of you and your fat mouth. So in my opinion you're pretty fucki- ah!"

Ran cut you off, his lips on yours as he held your face, completely catching you off guard.

And fuck the taste of your lips was better than he could of ever imagined.

When he pulled away he nearly snarled. "Shut the fuck up. Just shut up, fucking tired of you bashing me all the time."

For once, you didn't know what to say. No snarky remark, no insult, all the words died on your tongue.

"Princess has nothing to say?" Ran smirked. "That's a first."

You growled, grabbing his shirt only to kiss him again, fueled by hate and rage as your tongues battled for dominance.

Maybe sanzu was right, maybe you just needed to fuck it out of your system.

It has been a while...

Ran picked you up easily, placing you on his desk, not caring about everything falling to the floor. You ripped open his shirt, buttons flying everywhere before scratching down his chest, ran moaned at the action.

"I fucking hate you haitani." You spat, hands going towards his belt. "Can't fucking stand you."

Ran only chuckled, his lips moving down your jaw and neck while you undid his dress pants.

When ran let his fingers slip under your skirt to move to your clothed cunt he groaned into your skin.

"So fucking wet." He said, bucking his hips into your hand as you removed his cock from his pants.

"Not in the mood for foreplay asshole." You told him. "If you don't fuck me now you're never getting this chance again."

Well you didn't have to tell him twice

He hiked your skirt up more, pulling your panties to the side before lining himself up with your entrance, bullying his way inside your cunt.

"Fucking hell you're tight. You gotta let me in sweetheart." Ran groaned, bottoming out. He didn't give you much time to adjust before he started slamming into you, making you cry out from the pain and pleasure you were feeling.

The desk was moving with each thrust of his hips, all of Ran's things falling off one by one, his grip on your waist bruising as he fucked you.

You hated how he hit all the right spots, hated how he fit so perfectly inside you, almost like he was made to be inside you. It's like you were two puzzle pieces, and it just felt right.

You honestly hated everything you were feeling in this moment.

Ran however, he was just wondering why he didn't do this with you sooner. He always knew you'd be good, but he was sure that he wouldn't be able to fuck anyone ever again after feeling your tight little pussy around him. You made him feel like no other woman has.

You moaned as he pounded into you, his hands moving to your shirt, completely ripping it open.

"What the f-fuck!" You tried saying, but it all just felt so good your mind was hazy.

"You ripped mine, I get to- shit- rip yours." Ran smirked, kissing along your breasts.

Ran moved a hand to your neck, squeezing your throat lightly as he pushed you down so your back met the wood of his desk, all while he pistoned his hips into you, making your orgasm build quickly. Your hands clawed at him, leaving welts on his smooth skin as he hissed at the pain.

"Look at you." He said, jaw clenched at how tightly you were gripping him. "Saying you hate me so much, yet here you are, a mess for my. fucking. cock."

"Gonna cum-" You breathed out, not hearing a word he was saying.

"Fucking spewing all those insults at me all the time. I shouldn't even let you." Ran spat.

"H-hate you-" You said through gritted teeth.

"I'd be careful sweetheart, you're not exactly in a position t- oh fuck- speak to me like that."

"Cumming, m'cumming!" You moaned, letting the coil in your belly snap. You didn't need ran's stupid permission, you wouldn't give him that satisfaction.

"Fuck-" Ran breathed. "Cumming around my cock like a good little whore, gripping me so tight."

You only moaned as Ran continued to chase his high. His thrusts faltered before he stilled against you, painting your walls white with his cum. You both stayed there, chests heaving before you pushed him away.

"Get off." You told him, standing up to try and fix your appearance. "I'm leaving."

"Awe, no after sex cuddles?" Ran asked, fixing his pants with a smirk.

You said nothing as you held your shirt together to cover your breasts, walking to the door of his office. You opened it to leave, only to find Sanzu and Rindou standing there, looks of shock on their faces.

"For fuck sakes." You sighed.

i wasn't gonna post this today but whatever

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[host-club-hq]

Indeed: ~Attack of the Lady Manager!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader

➼ summary: an insufferable little pest worms her way into your position at the club. after a heated argument with the pain in your side, kyoya might need to take you a bit more seriously...

➼ word count: 6.1k

➼ what to expect: "That's what I thought. I won't see you around, Ootori."

➼ warnings: slight angst, heated argument

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Attack of the Lady Manager!

"Oh, Tamaki, my dearest Tamaki, why are you so beautiful?"

Tamaki smirks softly, "I'm hoping to catch your eye, even for just one second." Tamaki apprises elegantly.

"And why is your voice so very sweet and mellow?" a different guest, this time.

"To set your nerves at ease, so that my true feelings might reach your heart." the response is almost immediate, practiced.

"Why are your eyes filled with tears every time you look at me?"

Teary eyed, even now, "Because the sight of your beautiful smile causes the fountain inside me to start overflowing."

"Oh, Tamaki~!"

You clasp your hands together, dressed in a traditional kimono, and swoon to Kyoya mockingly, "Oh, Tamaki~!" you sigh breathily. Kyoya looks over at you and chuckles.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd mistake you for a guest." Kyoya teases.

"Good thing you know better." You pat him patronizingly on the shoulder.

The twins sit opposite two guests, wearing matching kimonos, as per usual.

"I think it's adorable that you're wearing matching kimonos!" the first guest appreciates their matching garments.

"Our mother designed everything the hosts are wearing today. If you see something you like, we can take an order for you." Hikaru is seated elegantly at his brother's side.

"Our grandmother even helped us put them on." Kaoru grins.

Hikaru caresses Kaoru's chin and brings them close together, "But you know the only one who will be undressing you is me, Kaoru." Hikaru's eyes are hooded.

Teary-eyed, blushing, "Hikaru... you're embarrassing me in front of the guests." Kaoru whines pathetically, only spurring on the patrons.

"What a tender embrace!"

Haruhi stands observing, her kimono covering both arms fully and dwarfing her frame.

"Haruhi! You look so cute in your kimono!"

"Almost like a girl!"

You snort at the assessment when Haruhi turns to face you innocently.

"Thanks..."

"Haruhi, you've booked another appointment. It seems like you've had a pretty steady flow of new customers lately." Kyoya paints Japanese symbols onto a scroll with a brush instead of a pen.

"Keep up the good work." He glances up at her, "I'm not going to charge you interest on your debt like I normally would, so keep this up and you should be able to pay it off. Although, the rental fee on that kimono you're wearing is nothing to sneeze at." Kyoya finishes with a closed-eyed smile, but nothing he's said warrants one.

"He's like some kind of heartless tax collector," Haruhi grumbles near you. You laugh earnestly. "Now that's one I've never heard before." You giggle. Haruhi beams.

"Hello, Kyoya!" a patron greets cheerily as two of them kneel where he's seated.

The smile drops from your face, Haruhi notices the small change in your demeanor.

"I can't get over how great you look in that kimono! Are you planning to release any more picture books of the host club?" another inquires.

You scoff and swivel on your heel, aiming to wander off when Haruhi catches your attention with a soft call.

"Senpai?" you turn to her with a hum, patiently awaiting her response.

"Are you not a huge fan of the guests?" Haruhi ensures that her voice is low, away from prying ears that might be listening.

"The guests? No, not at all." You shrug, catching a glimpse of how they admire Kyoya over Haruhi's shoulder. You scowl.

"It's... just the constant fawning over the boys seems a bit excessive, unnecessary. Obnoxious." Your eyebrows furrow angrily.

"Is it because they're fussing over Kyoya-Senpai?"

You pale considerably.

"What? No! Kyoya? I would never- never be jealous... of- of..." you can't find a way to finish your sentence, at a loss for words.

"I never said you were jealous." Haruhi tilts her head. You let out a whine and rub the back of your neck self-consciously.

"Er- neither did I." You titter awkwardly.

"Unfortunately, we don't have anything planned at present, ladies." Kyoya briefs with an undertone of politeness and a forced smile.

The twins peak over at Kyoya from the divider behind him, "But doesn't the club make a lot of money-"

"-from the sale of promotional items?"

"That's true, but the items are poor quality. Those picture books were full of nothing but amateur hidden camera shots." Kyoya presents the twins with blurry candid photos of the hosts in their everyday activities.

"Amateur?! My camera work is perfectly fine, you guys just never stop moving so I can get good shots." You huff, miffed.

Kyoya had assigned you the job of taking candid photos of the hosts in your downtime, but such a job was difficult due to the fact that you can never find anywhere to hide away so that the hosts the twins in particular don't notice you.

Kyoya's guests giggle at our little outburst, causing a faint tint of pink to dust the apples of your cheeks.

"Oh, y/n, you're so lucky that you get to take pictures of the boys." one of them admires. You wave her off politely.

"It's nothing, it's not like they're movie stars." you tease, knowing you'll draw a reaction from them. They snicker as you beam.

"However, if we want to create some higher quality money-making products, I'm afraid we'd have to draw money from the school's budget, hm..." The twins have lost all interest in Kyoya's explanation and disappear from the divider conveniently.

Haruhi seems irked by Kyoya's monologuing, so you place a comforting hand on her shoulder. "If it weren't for Kyoya, the host club would spiral into the depths of bankruptcy." You explain jokingly. She smiles a bit.

"y/n-chan, y/n-chan~" Your attention is drawn by an all too familiar whining voice calling your name.

"I don't know how, but I lost one of my sandals~" Honey rubs gently at his teary eyes, his kimono draping over his knuckles. You rush to aid.

"But you were just wearing them, weren't you?" You kneel in front of him as he sniffles.

"Mitsukuni." Mori takes Honey's ankle and slides on his missing sandal with ease.

"Takashi?" Honey's eyes well up even further, his tears threatening to spill at any moment.

Mori's face remains solemn, "I noticed that you dropped it."

"Takashi!" Honey wastes no time in embracing Mori, who returns the gesture without a word.

"How sweet."

"Isn't it, though?"

"Looks like tears are popular with the ladies today," Haruhi observes with furrowed brows, unamused. You nod in agreement, noticing that this is the third host you've watched use the method of tears in the last half hour.

"But how are they all able to cry so easily?"

You throw your hands up in a shrug, but in doing so, knock into Kaoru, who stumbles. A little vile falls from his sleeve and clatters quietly onto the floor.

The most prominent thing about it is the eye with a tear. You kneel and pick it up, unamused, "What's this?" Your gaze is accusing as you present Kaoru with the bottle of eye drops.

Both twins press their backs to each other behind you, "For your information, it's common for a host to use eye drops." Kaoru states like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"No woman alive can resist a man on the brink of tears," Hikaru informs cockily.

"Right." You shove the bottle back into Kaoru's hand, who giggles mischievously.

"That's cheating." You continue, peeved.

"Oh, don't be such a party pooper." Hikaru throws a casual arm around your shoulder and shoves his finger into your cheek, nudging you gently.

"Here, y/n, this is for you." Kaoru presents you with an elegantly boxed sweet.

"It's for me?" You question with wide eyes, holding it steady with both hands.

"Aren't you the cutest?" they chorus.

"I didn't know you liked sweets, y/n." two girls suddenly emerged from thin air, smiling sweetly at you. You shake your head with a polite grin.

"I don't really, but I bet Haruhi would." You turn around and place it into her waiting palm as soon as you mention her name.

"Oh, I don't either. But, you know, I think it would be a nice memorial offering for my mother." Haruhi is quick to put on her hosting facade as the sweet is given to her. The ladies swoon earnestly.

"How admirable of you!" Tamaki materializes near Haruhi, stacking more sweets on top of the one she'd already been given.

"Such devotion to your mother's memory. Please, Haruhi, take as many of these as you like."

"Lemme guess, the tears are fake." Haruhi deadpans, noticing Tamaki's waterline welling up.

"How could you?! My tears are always genuine, Haruhi. Being able to cry without the use of eye drops is the mark of a true host." Tamaki shuts his eyes and a lone tear streaks down his cheek.

"Tell me, do I impress you? Have you fallen for me yet?" He shamefully asks.

"You wish." Haruhi's face remains unfazed.

"My romantic overtures do not seem to be reaching you for some reason. Perhaps I should add a little more panache to my character."

When he realized Haruhi isn't paying him any mind at all, he follows her sight to the doorway to the club, finding a student peeking in timidly, seemingly hesitant.

"Looks like the host club has a brand new guest." the twins appear suddenly in front of her, Kaoru offering her a rose.

"Come on in, what are you waiting for?"

"Watching from afar is no fun." Hikaru presents her with another rose.

Where they got the roses? No one could ever tell.

"Please, Miss." they insist, leaning forward ever so slightly. The girl makes a small sound of surprise.

"Stop that, how many times do I have to tell you to be more courteous to our first-time guests?" Tamaki presents her with yet another identical rose.

"Please, you don't have to be afraid, my princess." Tamaki caresses her chin with his finger, she seems afraid despite his affirmations, "I welcome you to the Ouran Host Club."

The girl's hand flies across Tamaki's cheek as she shoves him away, "No! Don't touch me! You're phony!" She screams.

The entire host club observes with a collective gasp, wide eyes watching the scene unfold.

Tamaki staggers from the impact and covers his reddening face with his palm, "What do you mean I'm phony?!" He panics, his voice muffled.

"Just what I said! You're phony! I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club!"

Tamaki back-peddles from her accusing finger and loud volume with panicked breathing, to which you flinch at gently.

"You shouldn't go spreading your love around so easily like that, you stupid! You must be a dimwitted narcissist! You're incompetent! You're a commoner! You're disgusting!"

One strike after another to Tamaki's ego, and he finally keels over.

"He's created a new technique!"

"One man slow-motion!"

You stand over Tamaki, just slightly in front of Kyoya, who seems deep in thought.

"I don't suppose... you are...?"

Kyoya doesn't get to finish his thought before the strange girl is gasping with a high pitch, her eyes welling up with tears and her face morphing into amazement.

"It's you, Kyoya!" She shrieks, shoving you roughly out of her way, to which you grunt as Haruhi catches you by both arms.

"What on earth-?"

The girl forces herself into Kyoya's arms in a strangling embrace, her face buried into his kimono.

"Oh, how I've longed to meet you! My one and only prince charming!" she squeals obnoxiously.

You feel your breath catch in your throat, your body stiffening as you watch this stranger wrap herself around Kyoya with a grin so large you're surprised it hasn't split her cheeks.

How unfortunate.

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"Your fiancé?

"Kyoya-Senpai?"

These are valid questions: why is it exactly that a stranger has happened upon the club and declared Kyoya as her fiancé?

Your eyebrow twitches in annoyance as you watch this girl sit poised on the sofa across from the club, her hands folded neatly into her lap and a teacup placed on the table adjacent to her.

"Of course! My name is Renge Hoshakuji and I'm transferring into Ouran Academy's first-year class A tomorrow." Her attitude seems to have improved from rage to elegance.

Tamaki sulks, as usual, facing a wall.

"Why is he sulking?" Hikaru sighs in exasperation

"Because Mommy was keeping a secret from Daddy." You scoff, finding little to no patience in your system.

"Whatever. Why does everyone insist on referring to us like we're husband and wife?" Kyoya groans at your sarcasm. You huff and cross your arms.

"Ours is a story of love at first sight!" Renge regales the club with tales of hers and Kyoya's love story.

You think you can feel your breakfast coming up for a second turn.

"I couldn't resist the way you were adoring those flowers in the backyard when you thought no one else was looking! And how sweet it was when you reached out to that poor little injured kitten!"

"Are you serious? Could you have the wrong person?" You gesture violently to Kyoya standing adjacent to you, clearly not the man she was describing.

"No way! I could recognize my love anywhere!" Renge assures.

"He's a gentleman who's kind to everyone but doesn't ask for anything in return! He likes solitude but, in fact, sometimes he gets lonely!"

"We're talking about Kyoya? Kyoya Ootori? The king of benefitting from everything he does?" You scoff, bewildered at her descriptions.

"That's enough, y/n."

You're about to give him a piece of your mind about what's enough when Renge unfortunately continues.

"He looks like the star of the dating sim Uki-Doki Memorial! You're my real life Ichijo Miyabi!" Renge finally discloses the last detail, allowing the hosts to realize she was delusional, erasing their confusion.

"Oh, alright. She's delusional." Your expression relaxes when you realize that Kyoya isn't hiding a secret fiancé behind everyone's back.

"Uki-"

"Doki-"

"OTAKU!" Tamaki screeches in panic.

"OTAKU?!" Hikaru gasps in astonishment.

"I'VE NEVER SEEN ONE!" Kaoru wails.

Kyoya's now seated on the same sofa, once again, deep in thought.

"I get it now, you're in love with that character. You're projecting that love onto me and somehow deluded yourself into thinking that we're engaged." Kyoya explains as Renge frolics behind him with obnoxious squealing.

"I assume this Miyabi character probably wears glasses as well." On cue, Kyoya adjusts his glasses.

"So she... made it up? You're not really her fiancé, right?" Tamaki hopes in earnest.

"Well no, I don't ever remember asking for her hand in marriage." Kyoya shrugs nonchalantly.

"Besides, this is the first time I've ever met the woman." Kyoya crosses his arms casually.

"You could have said so sooner!" You scold, voicing everyone else's thoughts into words.

"This is so inconvenient. I was planning on a peaceful day." You pinch your sinuses and fall unladylike onto the sofa opposite Kyoya, squinting your eyes shut. All you can hear is Renge's majorly obnoxious rambling.

"According to my research, I understand that you're in charge of managing the club, is that true, Kyoya?" Renge's seated adjacent to Kyoya on the sofa now.

"That's right! Kyo-Chan is our director!" Honey confirms.

"But... y/n-Senpai is our manager-"

You wave your hand lazily at Haruhi to cut her off. "Not worth it." You groan, letting your arm fall back over your eyes as your leg dangles uselessly off the sofa.

"You're the club's director? That's perfect! Oh wow, I've always wanted to wear a sandwich board to advertise a business!" Renge squeals.

"We... don't advertise, we're just a host club." you turn your head as you lie down to face Renge with a blank, almost angered expression.

Haruhi doesn't think she's ever experienced you like this- so irritable and angered just by the simplest of comments that you would usually just disregard without a second glance.

She would express that she finds it hilarious by laughing, but she doesn't think that's something you want to hear from her right now.

Ignoring you, Renge spins with determination, "I've made up my mind! From now on, I'm gonna be the manager of this host club!"

You choke and sit up abruptly, watching as Renge slides her way into your position in the host club without a second glance from Kyoya- the one so eager for you to pay off your debt.

Tamaki makes frantic eye contact with you, noticing your distress. He peeks over the sofa that Kyoya's seated on to plead with him. "Um, listen, Kyoya-"

"Miss Houshakuji is the only daughter of a very important Ootori family client. So please be polite and try not to offend her, alright?"

His response is immediate and practiced. You let out a sound of disappointment and make pleading eyes at Tamaki. He only sighs sadly, subtly shrugging.

For whatever reason... it's the birth of a different lady manager.

"Well boys, I can't wait to work with you!"

You groan loudly.

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The Next Day...

"I thought about it a lot last night, and maybe having another lady manager isn't such a bad idea."

"Here we go." you roll your eyes at Tamaki's assessment.

"Why do you say that?" The twins urge.

"Well, it's fairly obvious, isn't it? Renge just transferred into the same class as Haruhi. So, if Haruhi has a girl friend around, it could bring out the female within her. Renge's girlish air of tenderness might be able to stimulate Haruhi's own sense of femininity!"

"y/n-Senpai is a girl, good grief," Haruhi grumbles. You place a hand on her shoulder and she glances up at you.

"Don't worry, Haruhi. I don't think I would help bring our your own 'sense of femininity'." you mock with a snicker.

"Now is our chance to help Haruhi get in touch with her feminine side! This is an important project, men. She doesn't have any friends in class right now except for these two shady twins. That's no good for her." Tamaki urges.

"Like you have room to talk." The twins tilt their heads.

"Hey everyone!" Renge peeks into the room and enters shortly after. You cross your arms over your chest and make a scene of turning the other way.

"You'll be happy to know that your new manager, Renge, has baked all of you some cookies!"

Tamaki twirls in her direction gracefully, "Isn't she ladylike? I'm so moved by your generosity!" she swoons.

"I didn't bake these cookies for you, you phony prince."

Tamaki resolves to his sulking corner.

Renge plants herself in front of Kyoya, "I'm sorry I burnt them a little bit. I did the best I could." She swoons dreamily, hearts practically flittering above her head.

"And I already know what you're going to say. Oh, you're always so sweet to me, Kyoya!"

You discreetly snatch a cookie from her bag and turn it over, observing the burnt black bottom.

Honey tries a cookie near you, "She wasn't kidding, these cookies really are burnt." He grimaces.

Mori appears behind him, "Don't eat that Mitsukuni, it's bad for you." he informs.

Renge, irked, makes it her mission to catch the two, chasing them around the room noisily.

"She's scaring me!" Honey cries, carried by Mori as they flee from Renge's raging rampage.

You bite into the cookie in your hand and hum, "They're not that bad, you just have to avoid the bottom." You chew thoughtfully.

The twins glance at each other with an idea forming. They both peek at Kyoya, seemingly unbothered by anyone at the moment.

It's their job to make him bothered.

Hikaru takes the cookie from your hand and it's it back into your mouth, lifting your chin with his fingers.

"May I try?" he bites into the cookie while still in your mouth. Your cheeks flush as half the cookie is still perched between your lips.

Kyoya glances up from his notebook, and his expression almost changes when he finds you with the twins very intimately.

Kaoru slides a hand behind your neck, "Uh oh, y/n, you've got crumbs on your face." His tongue slides out and streaks across your cheek to lick up the crumbs. You whimper and squint your eyes shut at the proximity.

Kyoya's grip on his pen tightens as Tamaki emerges from his corner in a fury.

"Did you see what they just did?!" Tamaki hollers and points at the twins. "He took a bite of the cookie while it was in her mouth! And then the other one licked her face! What are they doing?! I told you those shady twins can't be trusted! They're trying to seduce her!"

"And suddenly the trio of classmates are closer than they've ever been before," Kyoya grumbles as Tamaki continues to scream. The twins smirk widely- missions accomplished.

You rub your cheek gently, looking at Kaoru, "You know you could have just told me and I would've wiped it off." you grimace. You look to Hikaru, "And if you wanted to try one, there's plenty here." You gesture with the bag of cookies.

Tamaki takes a sharp intake of breath, sounding similar to a snort, grabbing your face urgently, "That's not the way you're supposed to react, y/n! You have to stay strong and reject them, then casually brush them to the side! Do you understand?!"

"This is sexual harassment, Tamaki." You snort, crossing your arms.

You expect a reaction out of him-

"SEXUAL HARASSMENT?! If that counts as sexual harassment then they're twice as guilty! Someone call the police!"

"Cut it out, Boss, we're sorry!" The twins plead.

Renge watches the scene with a scowl. Honey approaches her cautiously.

"Renge-Chan, Renge-Chan! Want some? It's milk." He presents her with a pink cup with a bunny imprinted on the side.

Renge ponders a moment, "Lukewarm..."

"Huh?"

"Every single one of you! Except for Kyoya, all of your characters are lukewarm! Each of you needs to have some sort of dark side, you understand? Girls are vulnerable to handsome young men who are troubled! If you keep carrying on like this, it's only a matter of time before the girls get tired of you and stop coming altogether! Are you trying to ruin my precious Kyoya's business?! As your manager, it's my duty to change your character backgrounds! Let's start with you!"

Renge points to Honey, who shouts, terrified.

"If all you are is cute inside and out then you're no different than a baby, therefore from now on you are the baby-faced thug!"

Honey shouts in horror.

"Wow." Is all you can say, frozen as you watch Renge reorganize the host club.

"And Mori-Senpai, you're his childhood best friend, the flunkie!"

"The twins'll be basketball players enslaved in their own world!"

"Haruhi, you're an honor student who's constantly being bullied!"

"And as for you, Tamaki, you're the school idol who's admired for your good looks, but you actually have an inferiority complex that you're hiding from the world. The lonely prince!"

Tamaki gasps with drama.

"And Kyoya, you're perfect just the way you are now, so I want you to stay as kind and affectionate as ever, kay?"

Kyoya smiles politely, "Thank you, I'm honored."

Your eyebrow twitches. "I think I can actually feel my blood boiling."

Tamaki exudes drama, playing into his role already. "The lonely prince... it's true, that title is perfect for me!" He sighs.

"Yeah right, she couldn't be farther from the truth." You snort as you watch Tamaki fall into his role.

Hikaru pulls Kyoya to the side along with Kaoru. "Come on, Kyoya-Senpai!"

"You've gotta do something!"

"Why? It seems like the boss is up for it." He points to Tamaki and Renge.

Tamaki poses wistfully against the wall, "How does this look, Renge? Do you think the poses work for a lonely prince?" The two are suddenly friendly with each other.

Renge clasps her hands together, "Oh, wow, you're pretty good at that, Tamaki! But you know it would be even more effective if you were standing in the rain!" She gasps.

Kyoya's fingers stroke his chin, "Let's just wait and see how things turn out. I bet it'll be interesting, it always is."

"Unfortunately." you grumble.

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Movie...

Girls are screaming in the audience, cheering for the twins.

Hikaru is dribbling a basketball, he shoots and scores, laughing as he prances along the court.

Although, Kaoru lays unmoving on the floor, clutching his knee painfully.

"Get a stretcher! Take him to the infirmary immediately!"

Hikaru approaches, "Kaoru..." he kneels beside his brother, "Kaoru, Kaoru!"

"You've got to get back in the game, Hikaru, we need you!" The coach urges.

"Shut up!" Hikaru cries.

"Hikaru... listen to me, please don't worry. There's nothing you can do, you can't share my pain." Kaoru's voice is weak, he strokes his hand along Hikaru's cheek. "You're not the one who got hurt, now go on."

Teary-eyed, Hikaru grabs Kaoru's hand, "I can't! It hurts, it hurts, Kaoru!"

Renge is obviously the narrator.

"Your pain is my pain, it doesn't matter to me if no one else understands. As long as we have each other, we can go on living."

The scene changes, now Tamaki is standing in the rain above the twins, who are now on the ground instead of the basketball court, looking thoughtful.

"I'm sorry, but I'm envious."

The twins look at him.

"The way the two of you support each other like that."

"But Suoh-Senpai-"

"How can you be envious of us? You're the school's idol." Kaoru reminds.

"An idol, right." Tamaki brushes his hair from his face, sighing, "I hate that people all worship me for something so superficial as my appearance. I think it'll be much better for me to be alone."

"One lonely heart meets another. They pass each other, wounding one another. What are the hearts of these young men made of?"

The scene changes again. Haruhi is running through the trees, she stops to catch her breath.

"You can't run away forever. I gonna show you what happens to anyone who crosses me." The intimidating voice comes from Honey.

"Don't do it, Mitsukuni, you should've realized by now that whenever you hurt others, you're really just hurting yourself," Mori speaks up.

"I didn't ask for your advice, you want me to put you over my knee again?"

You flip through the packet you'd been given of the script- huh, it really does say that. You shrug.

"Will it be the light of salvation that ultimately awaits these boys? Or will it be something else?"

"Y'know, it really pisses me off when people don't know their place."

Honey pauses, his face breaking into a trembling frown, his serious acting mode back to sweet Honey mode.

"I'm so sorry, Haru-Chan! I can't do this anymore!" He leaps into Haruhi's arms and sobs.

"CUT! Cut, cut, cut!"

The camera crew stops, "What is wrong with you, you gotta stick to the script!" Renge fumes.

"But I can't!" Honey cries pathetically.

"Stop rolling cameraman!" Renge orders.

"Yes, boss." The cameraman complies.

"I want the rain to make things seem tragic!"

Hikaru is seated in a chair with a jacket on. "How did we go from changing our characters to shooting a movie about them?" He grumbles.

"And why is there an entire film crew here to shoot it?" Haruhi watches Renge order the crew around. Surprisingly, they listen to her.

Kyoya glances up from his clipboard, "Apparently she flew them in from Hollywood. Don't you recognize the director? He directed the vampire movie 'Millennial Snow.' It was the number one grossing box office hit in America last year."

You grumble to yourself at his knowledge of strangely unimportant things.

"And another thing," Hikaru hits his script, "How come this stupid script portrays Kaoru as the pitcher?"

"Yeah..." Kaoru whines.

"What does that mean?" Haruhi's head tilts innocently.

"If you don't know, never mind." They turn away from her.

"Pitcher?"

"Nothing!" you assure, turning her away from them before she can ask further questions.

Haruhi becomes preoccupied with Tamaki easily, so you wander off on set.

"What are you doing?" Kyoya's nagging voice reaches your ears- one of the last things you want to hear.

"Quite literally nothing. I mean, what am I supposed to be doing?" You sneer.

"You could be doing your job." Kyoya shrugs sarcastically. You scoff.

"That's rich! You do realize that bimbo has taken my job, right?" You jab your thumb in the direction behind you as Renge orders the other hosts around.

"Miss Houshakuji is not a bimbo, y/n-"

"I can call her whatever I'd like." You snort humorlessly.

"And what makes you think that?" You can sense Kyoya's growing anger by the irritation in his voice. You chuckle.

"Technically, I'm out of the job. You're no longer my superior. I can do whatever I want. Debt or no debt. I don't have to answer to you anymore." You wave him off casually and turn to walk away.

"You do remember the consequence of leaving is only a phone call away?" Kyoya pulls his cellphone out of his pocket to emphasize his point.

"What more do you want with me?" You sigh, crossing your arms as you turn back around to face him.

"How do you mean?" Kyoya puts his cellphone away, resting his hand in his pocket.

"I mean once Renge takes my position, you won't even need me anymore. Why are you holding onto me like you need to keep me in the club?" You huff. When he doesn't answer, you continue.

"I'm of no use to you anymore, Mr. 'I Only Do What Benefits Me' Ootori, so why keep this debt dangling over me like a dead mouse, huh?" You're growing closer to him now, and you can see his nostrils flare in anger as you continue on your rant.

You hum in accomplishment with a smug smirk when he remains silent.

A smug smirk that Kyoya's blood boils at the sight. His silence indicates his rage.

"That's what I thought. I won't see you around, Ootori." You turn on your heel.

"CUT! Oh, wow, that was so dramatic!" Renge's shrill voice cuts into your conversation. You both look at her.

Your heart drops, she's been filming the both of you for the entire discussion.

"I could totally use this in my story with Kyoya!" She squeals.

You glare harshly at Kyoya before turning around again to walk away, now more angry than before.

Kyoya's fury overflows in that instant. This has to stop, Renge must be removed. Or he won't get to keep you.

You tense up when you hear a sharp crashing sound, your shoulders raising near your ears as you turn to discover where the sound had come from.

Kyoya had chosen a rock from the ground and smashed the (quite probably expensive, but he didn't have to worry about that), camera's lens in anger. He stands there now, heavily breathing and clutching onto the rock until his knuckles turn white.

This drew gasps from the audience as the cameraman looks on in horror, "What'd you do to my camera?!" He cries.

Renge turns to him with innocence exuding from her aura, "Why? Is something wrong?"

Kyoya adjusts his glasses politely with the undertone of anger, "I'm terribly sorry but I cannot allow there to be any record of that discussion with y/n and myself to be published anywhere. I think you've caused enough trouble around here, Renge, stealing important jobs and all. Please, stop being such a pest."

Your jaw drops to the floor at his angry monologue. Renge's eyes fill with tears.

"A pest? But you're supposed to pat me on the head and tell me not to worry! You're supposed to be kind and affectionate, Kyoya! Why are you acting so differently now? Tell me why!"

You don't miss the way Kyoya's steely gray eyes steal a glance at you when Renge cries her question. Acting differently, huh?

Tamaki steps in, "Because that's not the real Kyoya." his own violet eyes glance between the pair of you.

Renge's eyes open wider, turning to gaze at Tamaki. She falls to her knees, sobbing.

Haruhi takes this opportunity to approach her. "Does it really matter?" Haruhi kneels before Renge sweetly, "Who cares if Kyoya is a little different than you expected him to be. Take a good look at the person inside, and get to know him little by little. It's a lot more fun that way." Haruhi smiles her signature grin.

Long time no see. Why are you so down? Come on, please smile for me, today's going to be a beautiful day.

You lock eyes with Kyoya. Your lips tug upwards in a grin, trembling ever so slightly.

After all, today you've learned a very important lesson today that will help you to live happily ever after and I'm so glad you finally understand.

Kyoya can't resist letting a smile rest across his own features fondly.

I think you're ready to move onto the next level!

And suddenly, your contempt is forgotten. All you can do is smile.

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Several Days Later...

"Hello, ladies, come on in." Tamaki encourages from his position with the other hosts on the sofa.

"I bought the video of that film you made!"

"I bought it too!"

"And so did I!"

"Huh?" The host club choruses in confusion as the girls fawn over the professionally produced film.

"That scene in the rain was just phenomenal!"

"I love the lonely prince!"

"And the loving relationship between Hikaru and Kaoru is so sweet!"

"I couldn't get enough of Haruhi's poignant expression!"

Tamaki's hair covers his eyes with a prominent frown. "Kyoya?" He grumbles, not needing to say much more to elicit a response from said host.

"I may have broken the camera's lens but the footage that we had already shot wasn't damaged. Naturally, I did cut out that last scene. Sales have been pretty good so far, that Hollywood film crew did a fantastic job. But then I guess, that's to be expected." Kyoya scribbles diligently in his notebook as he speaks.

"So is this what you meant by interesting?" The twins groan.

"It's best to have as much money as we can in the club's budget." Kyoya shrugs nonchalantly like he didn't just exploit the hosts without their permission.

Renge appears suddenly, poised and elegant. "Good day, everyone!" She greets cheerily.

"Renge? But I thought you had gone back to France already." Tamaki speaks aloud, voicing everyone's inner questions.

"I can't believe I didn't realize this sooner. It was so chivalrous of you to risk your life to protect me. I could feel the love when you lectured me about judging people." Renge clasps Haruhi's hands in her own, gazing at her with hooded eyes, "When you said it was fun to get to know people little by little you were talking about me!"

Tamaki shouts in despair and confusion, angry.

"Yeah..." Renge begins to drag Haruhi by her arm from the club room.

"Come on, Haruhi, let's go to my house and play some games together! I think it's time you got to know me better!" Renge insists.

"What?!" Haruhi exclaims when the reality of everything sets in.

"Hey." The twins approach Kyoya carefully, "Kyoya-Senpai-"

"You okay with that?" Kaoru asks, bewildered by the events that had taken place.

"Why wouldn't I be? Everything Renge said is true." Kyoya shrugs.

"No it isn't!" Tamaki complains loudly.

"But I thought you were the one who wanted her to have a female friend in the first place?" Kyoya reminds with a knowing smile.

"Well yeah! A female companion, not a girlfriend!"

"Come on Haruhi, let's go play together!"

"No, wait! Don't take Haruhi away from me!"

With the hosts distracted, you waltz up to Kyoya with a smug grin.

"So, with Renge gone, you really do need me, huh? Oh, whatever would you boys do without me. You'd be lost." You feign innocence, swooning with the back of your hand pressed to your forehead, although peeking at Kyoya to gauge his reaction.

Kyoya chuckles fondly, taking his attention away from his notebook and placing it on you.

"Indeed."

🎵I run and run a thousand miles, and I am barely breathing. Only the fuel of a passionate heart keeps this body strong and moving forward.

Could it be I found a place to rest? How far until I’m OK?

Trees of the town reveal the time has come once again to shift our shade and colors. 🎵

🎵The world always changes around us but weakness will always remain;

Through all the pain, believe in who we are right here and now! 🎵

🎵Raise one hand to the sky; raise them both lift them high!!

And you’ll cut through the darkness make it go!

The time to start is now! And I can show you how.

Start with me, and the world will be even bigger than ever before. 🎵

♡Next time, on Indeed...♡

You seem to have started a bit of a feud between the most loving pair of brothers that you know. Before you know it, they've somehow struck up a deal with you.

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Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls

Warnings: None

Scaramouche x Reader, Xiao x Reader, Venti x Reader

Xiao

You drew Xiao's face on your sketchpad without his knowledge when you chose to spend the afternoon with him at Wangshu Inn. Xiao was shocked to find you slumped over a piece of paper and smiling at it after a long period of silence. While pretending not to be inquisitive, he covertly peeked and was shocked to see his own face, smiling.

"What exactly do you think you're doing? You have no regard for the Adepti, so erase it right away."

"NUUU, plus you look cute in it," (Y/n) said, looking at him with puppy eyes.

"Hmph, then only reveal it to me and no one else," he says as he turns away, but (Y/n) notices his flushed face and smirks to themselves.

Venti

"Are you going to sketch me?" Venti bounces up and down, dragging your hand with him.

"Yeah if you want to," (Y/n) says.

"Yes! Draw me in this pose, as well as this one "

(Y/n) deadpanned at him as he tried numerous poses while changing locations. He eventually lay down and imitated Rose's pose from Titanic.

"What about this traveler? Do you want me to take off my clothing to-"

"Ok that's it, I'm gonna draw you like a stick"

"Wait Windblume! I'm just joking ehe"

You smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "I'm kidding too, if you want I'll draw you naked now"

To say that Venti turned into a tomato is an understatement, his face went so red that you can see fumes coming out of his ears.

After some minutes you showed your sketch to him and he smiled immediately. "Aww you drew me so beautifully my Angel, thank you"

Now it's your turn to go blush.

Scaramouche

"What are you staring at dummy?"

"Nothing..... by the way can you squint your eyes like this" (Y/n) closed her eyes and showed it to Scaramouche.

"I'm not doing that shit, what's that for anyways"

Scaramouche tried to look at your sketchpad but he failed so he resorted in snatching it away. You both struggled in fighting for the pad but he succeeded in the end. He flipped over the pages and stopped when he saw his face but it's different. He's smiling. Without his hat. He immediately rushed to you and tackled you to the ground.

"Scara!!! Get off me you're crushing my ribs!"

"You insufferable hag, get rid of it this instant!"

"No"

"What did you say?"

"I'm not erasing it gremlin and you look cute in it! I can't wait to show it to the other harbingers mwahahaha"

"You won't dare"

You made faces at him and he tickled you hard in response. (Y/n) shrieked at his hands as it travelled from their waist to the back of their neck where they're sensitive the most.

"Fine, I'm gonna burn it just stopp can't breathe" (Y/n) huffed as they feel Scaramouche standing up. You gulped for air greedily and looked at him. He's facing the window while fidgeting his fingers.

"youcankeepit" He mumbled

"What?"

"I said you can keep the drawing just don't show it to anyone but me dummy. Now go before I tickle you again"

"Aww look at my baby going blushy-blushy, fine I won't let anyone look at it except my tsundere boyfriend" You giggled as you pecked at his cheek before running away, fearing for another tickle session while he's left blushing behind.

[bonnieisaway]

aw fuck we're reawakening the saiki kusou enjoyer oh god oh no oh f

Bonnie Fixes Her Old Rant About Why Reawakened Was Dissapointing

My main problem was how it was presented to us. Most of us understood that because of how the anime had bounced from streaming platform to platform, some rights had been lost along the way and we didn't have the original English voice actors anymore. Which was something I remember a lot of people weren't happy about - with no disrespect to the Reawakened ones but a lot of them fell flat in comparison, felt way too distant from the original ones, or just felt wrong. Saiki's personality is a little hard to perfect and I think the new one was just a big reminder we lost the old one.

Above that the trailers they DID give us felt like... wrong. Like, remind you, the trailer for Reawakened summarized some episodes from the original - INCLUDING the episode where Kusuo and Kusuke threw the fuck down, and says they're introducing the new teacher dude and Hii. OH YEAH AND ALSO BY THE WAY HE LOST HIS POWERS ENTIRELY WHEN THE SERIES ENDED AND WE WERE ALL READY FOR SAIKI K TO, I DON'T KNOW, REAWAKEN

Just. Like, it's the name of the fucking reboot. It's the point of the reboot. It is the reboot to end the request for a reboot. Fuck yeah, Saiki Kusuo gets his powers back! I sure hope this six episode series we're getting is going to actually focus on Saiki Kusuo getting his powers back and not feel like a high schooler turning in 30 late homework assignments nine seconds before the year ends for the teacher to grade!

It felt so unimportant even though THAT WAS THE POINT and the first five episodes were all just manga chapters. Which is fine. Like, Saiki K works really well because it's short episodic funny chapters, but those chapters still had a linear plot where things changed. The second you start Reawakened it dawns upon you that this was just them reanimating some manga chapters they originally missed, when the first fucking episode begins with the second chapter of the manga, where in which the entire joke is that Kaido and Nendo are bickering about which one of them is Saiki's friend and Saiki finds them both twice as insufferable than he did when the show ended.

Okay now imagine how confusing that is if you're not someone who read the manga, if you weren't in fan groups when you saw the reboot or when you came out, Netflix structures the fucking thing like it's a continuation of where we left off, and then it starts before most of the episodes that actually happened in season one. It feels like just sloppy makeup work, because god knows they didn't explain this or mention it at all, as if the original isn't already formatted awkwardly on Netflix. Do you see why this disappointed me so much. It was so much makeup work and it wasn't even makeup work that felt like it compared. The new homeroom teacher that the anime skipped - I can't be fucked to remember his name - also just honestly produced the worst episodes and jokes ever. In a sense that if these had been made the way the original had been made, they would've been passable or kind of funny, but something about Reawakened at its core fails to grasp how Saiki K worked and it all falls flat and this also cycles back into the English dub, because I know we were all biased against the new one because it was a sudden change, but it was also just kinda bad. I could not stand a second of it. Saiki felt so much more flat and annoying. Everyone felt weird. There's one whole joke in the dub that's not in the sub I like. Saiki K has such a perfected, fast paced, sarcastic comedy and as great as Reawakened itself understood the the dub forcibly undermines it a lot.

Hii I don't have much of a comment on, frankly Hii was so unimportant even for the episodes that existed only to remind you they forgot to add her to the show, I never really had an opinion on her. I like her a lot, she's really cute, she's really funny, they were alright with her but also even as someone who read the manga AFTER this she was just. Better in the manga.

And it's like the show doesn't have that linear of a plot and it fucking baffles me they managed to fuck up that loose of a plot. FEW things in this show actually have consequences that will be accounted for in every new episode save for special storylines or character additions and they still managed to scramble it around, which shows a carelessness that Netflix always seems to have for everything I've ever loved that persistently annoys the gods out of me.

And like, I WANT to love Reawakened! I do! Because the actual reawakening part was something they did really well! It's genuinely one of my favorite parts of the series but it's one episode out of six- ESPECIALLY as one of the few storylines this show typically dignifies with several-episode-long stories. The last episode was really cute, I loved it, it was almost perfectly Saiki K as the original Saiki K was and I have no fucking idea how they managed to fuck up the other five episodes if they got the last one down to a T. Like it feels like the other five were excused to dignify the new release because they didn't think the final one being good enough dignified the release which is, the most Netflix thing Netflix has ever Netflixed. And even if they wanted to make these five to also dignify it and add it to the original, I don't think that dignifies an entirely seperate show listing, when the first five fit PERFECTLY in with the rest of the damn series if you just slot them into the right seasons. To compare it to a Danganronpa thing - all my tumblr interests connect - when you finish DR2 you unlock a side-novel you can read called DR:IF and the whole thing was supposed to be what if Makoto had died in chapter one before Mukuro, and I have bitched before it's insufferably hard to read because it doesn't read like the creators made this, it reads like a fanfiction they kind of enjoyed so they dignified it with publicity. The last episode is like a reward for you taking the first five because they are so deeply sorry they put you through the first five in that order and in that tone that they needed to pump out one of the greatest endings I've seen to apologize for it

Another not as important, but something I think is thing: Saiki K isn't known for it, but if you know the show you know the openings. I feel like fucking opening songs themselves are a bit of a staple of anime and these kind of shows. They're so good and the endings are too - shout out to the time I named a history document The Most Favorable lyrics and got questioned about it in front of my entire fucking class I still die inside thinking about it - and it gives you nothing. It does not replay one they already used. It does not do the Scissor Seven thing where the theme plays without the lyrics and reappears often, no, nothing, you get a fucking "a Nnetflix original anime" and the goddamn thing starts and I felt JARRINGLY robbed because I'd kill a man before I'd let them skip the Saiki K op. We were, in fact, not putting up our hands, because there was nothing to fucking put them up for. No ending either, and they also entirely did away with the fact that after the ending theme plays Saiki would give a teaser summary of the next episode that was really funny, and it was an easter egg I loved, but nope, fuck you, and fuck your ending song too I guess, psi desu i like you? who's fuckin heard of that (-netflix producing this show)

I rag on Reawakened harder than I really mean it sometimes (it's how I cope) because it did have alot of dignifying moments - I highlighted a few the last time I talked about it, the useless powers bit, alot of Hii's dialouge, the last episode - it did have those moments that were undeniably Saiki K and what I wanted but I shouldn't have to praise the reboot for doing the thing it was supposed to do. Let alone doing the thing we weren't really excited for it to do but were willing to take for the exciting bit, it's just. It's fucking exasperating. Reawakened disappointed me a lot and I feel like quite a few chapters/bits that I would've/did adore when they were in the manga or if they had gotten animated in the original anime got just a bit dampened for me because they're That.

And like I wasn't even the only one who voiced this - the first time I wrote this people replied and reblogged agreeing the comedy didn't have the charm the original had, that the final episode was too short, because honest to god if they wanted to give us more slice of life with Saiki they could have done that just without his powers, but it all gets shortened to like, what, thirty minutes? When we could've spent all six episodes exploring that if that was the perfect part of Reawakened.

The point boils down to I guess, on it's own, Reawakened wasn't bad. It's alright. But it's not meant to stand on its own, if anything Reawakened should've improved the original if it's highlighting things the original missed and giving it a new ending wrapped up in a bow, and it really disappointed. Saiki K's really a show I feel like you can savor or enjoy almost every single part of it and Reawakened made it really hard to savor because it leaves just. Not even a bad taste in my mouth just a sad one

saiki k reawakened started me down the rabbit hole of analysis and critique (critique is a strong word) and it's arguably the shittiest one i've ever written

[mymarifae]

bbberdly?

favorite thing about them

i think he's a fun, dynamic character! i appreciate the depth he's given. he's not brushed off as some sort of poor excuse for comic relief. he's just as much of a whole, well-rounded person as any of the other characters! what you see on the surface isn't the whole story - which is one of the biggest takeaways for all the main characters. i love that he's genuinely brave and that he has a good heart, and how much he cares about noelle. he's just a kid, y'know!!

the pretty divisive response to his character is just kinda like... i think on the older side of the fanbase, we were all more or less teenagers when chapter 1 came out. and i think some people forgot that these characters didn't grow up with us 😭 "he's annoying" "he's embarrassing" yeah he's a teenager. that's kind of. what teenagers are. idk i mean i might just have a higher tolerance level for insufferable teenager attitude? but i mean. i adore all the kids with my whole heart but there are moments with all of them that i kinda just pause and pinch my forehead and sigh. and i mean this so positively!

as an adult observing a cast of older teenagers, you should feel some fucking secondhand embarrassment. because "oh my god once upon a time i was this kid. oh my god. oh no." but it's with a certain fondness, too, you know? like idk let's all just relax... he'll grow up and mature. it's fine. he's still a good kid. pinches his cheek

also i do like his design a lot! i know i over-redesign him when i draw him but it's not because i dislike how he looks in canon or anything. it's just fun for me to add all those extra markings and stuff ^^ and i want him to look like his mama i like how unironically cool he is in the dark world <3

least favorite thing about them

ok taking everything i just said into consideration. i am annoyed by how little he listens to noelle. and i think he deserved and needed that furious shaking moment from her. and it's only chapter 2 so i'm not too miffed, buuuuut i kind of wish the wrap up on his character development there didn't end with him just finding a new trait to flaunt and brag about. like, i wish there had been more of an understanding that it's not a competition; he doesn't have to be the best, and not being the best doesn't make him the worst. he can just simply be and exist on equal footing with his peers.

BUT AGAIN. it's only chapter 2. and that's clearly like, the path he's heading down. so it might be a little unfair for me to complain that that process wasn't rushed because it's probably paced throughout future chapters. he's got a tough mindset to unlearn and it's natural for it to take time.

but still it's hard to change my feelings here when the rest of the game isn't out and i can't see his development arc come to its full conclusion yet *grumbles and kicks a rock or hwatever*

favorite line

honestly everything he says makes me want to throw my computer into the ocean (affectionate). but i'm kind of obsessed with:

"Kris, you're tired of being the class No.3, gazing distantly at Noelle and I's fruited figures..." because what? what are you fucking talking about? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU JUST SAID

but i think him calling kris "fellow bluebird" is genuinely cute

brOTP

i will never shut the fuck up about him and noelle being besties. i stand by this being their dynamic when no one else is around

also susie and berdly friendchip forever. he says something a little snarky that she genuinely finds funny and she GUFFAWS and slaps him on the back and sends him flying. i think also that he and jockington are friends, because i'm Insisting that he does cross country too. he relaxes a little bit around jockington - not as much as he does with noelle. but, y'know

OTP

still him and kris they're sillies

nOTP

anything else

random headcanon

okay so i don't fucking have anything because much like with susie if i experience a berdly thought it's an immediate brain-to-tumblrpost pipeline SO. i guess i can share this itty bitty thing that was never worthwhile enough for me to mention:

i completely ignored that lions and most other big cats can't really purr due to the structure of their skull. cartilage. whatever it is. and i made an executive decision that giselle can purr like ages ago, because it's cute. and *throws up my hands* whatever, berdly can have little a purring, too. as a treat

he doesn't do it as easily as giselle will. he's usually gotta be like, half asleep already. and it's very quiet. the first time kris ever hears him do it is during a sleepover at noelle's. the four (susie's there too. but she passed out like 5 hours ago) of them are in her room playing video games, and berdly RESIGNS his controller after losing like 20 consecutive rounds of mario party and he watches while noelle and kris switch over to something two player and eventually his head drops onto kris's shoulder. and he's just softly purring... and they're like furiously whispering "n. noelle? noelle?? what's happening??" and noelle pauses and listens for a second and she's like oh ya he does that sometimes. and then she's like >:), but only when he's completely happy and comfortable... wonder why that is!? and it spirals into a mini bickering match between her and kris. she can be merciless with her teasing.. they're trying to be very quiet so they don't wake berdly or susie

(it doesn't work. berdly wakes up. the moment is ruined. susie on the other hand could probably sleep through the entire roaring)

song i associate with them

six feet - patent pending

musician - porter robinson

bad trick - jetty bones

math - iris lune

favorite picture of them

my own art

love and light.

[twst-the-night-away]

Who is the more romantic one? What’s their favorite “domestic bliss” moment? Do they cook/clean together? Do they like to go out shopping together? For Sparky & Riddle bc I am super curious about this dynamic!!!👀 ~ How do they silently/subtly express their love for each other? What clothes/accessories do they steal from each other? And of course my beloveds Jack & Juni

Sparky & Riddle:

Who is the more romantic one?

It depends on how you define "romance". Riddle's idea of it is much more courtly & gentlemanly. He may not be as demonstrative, especially around other people, but in private he is a flower-bringer and hand-kisser, who always considers his partner when making decisions. Riddle often shows Sparky that he's thinking about him, whether it's through a poetic note or making sure that his favorite type of cake is served when he's invited to a tea party. It just isn't very out in the open.

Sparky's romantic streak is more physical, but it doesn't take long for him to get that Riddle is not about PDA. Riddle is one of the few people he respects, so he will back off the teasing when he's told to - a luxury not always afforded others who he doesn't respect as much.

I had the funny thought that maybe people don't know that these two are dating for a long time, and everyone is just shocked when they find out the little rose tyrant and the snarky thunder-god are an item. (And that the little rose tyrant is the one who calls the shots.)

What’s their favorite “domestic bliss” moment? Do they cook/clean together? Do they like to go out shopping together?

When they've graduated and moved out and settled down, their favorite domestic bliss moment is having breakfast together. (Neither one of them will budge on their favorite hot beverage, so coffee and tea are always found on the Aetos-Rosehearts table.) It's a peaceful, unhurried time they can have with one another before heading out to whatever they're doing that day. It makes both of their days a little better.

Jack & Juniper:

How do they silently/subtly express their love for each other?

I had a cute vision of them just casually taking one anothers' hands while standing beside each other. No big deal about it, not even looking at each other. They both like physical contact, so if they're not holding hands, one might put their hand on the other's back or shoulder. Juniper is more open with her affection, but she knows that Jack isn't into a big display, so she's able to hold off on the snuggles and serial smooches until they can be alone.

What clothes/accessories do they steal from each other?

Juniper makes a lot of beaded and knotted jewelry, and she's made a lot of things for Jack. Still, Jack will sometimes take one of her beaded necklaces and loop it around his wrist a few times instead.

Juniper is a shirt-stealer, especially when it's cold. They come from opposing climates, she can't help being a desert creature! She'll be an insufferable sweater thief and snuggler when the temperature starts to drop, or when they're visiting his family. While Juniper is close to Jack in height, he's much wider than she is, so it always looks kind of silly when she's wearing one of his shirts.

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Part 4: Talk! - Matty Healy Series

A/n: warning this one is a bit long haha. Hope you like it anyway, let me know what you think

You can read the previous part here: Part 3 -Sex

Series Masterlist

Matty and Lou haven't spoken since everything happened, it had been about a week and a half since then. She can't deny she has found herself craving his touch, but his words had royally pissed her off and it would take more than a few lustful glances (which there were many) to get her to do anything with him again.

Lou and Ross are sat at the edge of today's stage, Ross' bass sits in her lap, they're sitting opposite each other. She has no clue how many shows they've played now or how many cities and counties they've been to. From where Matty stands at the side of the stage, he can only see Ross, who's hair is free from the usually restraint of a hairband, Lou's back is facing him, but the giggles and laughter she's letting out are getting on his nerves. He wants to be the one that's making her laugh like that.

She's playing the bass line to "Love Me", she plays it easily and Ross chuckles to himself, shaking his head.

"Is there anything you can't do?" he says and she smiles at this, blushing slightly.

"When did you learn that?" he asks, she passes his bass back to him and he rests it against his lap.

"A while ago... always liked the way it sounded, you play it better though" she smiles at him, her chin rests against her palm as she looks at him. They talk about how amazing the other was during the previous shows, Lou complimenting him tenfold on his harmony during "change of heart".

"We have to sing together sometime" she says and they shake on it.

An eyelash rests against his cheek and she leans forward, fingers gently removing it "eyelash" she explains.

"Make a wish" she says, Ross closes his eyes for a second before opening them back up, she smiles and lightly blows on the eyelash, they smile and watch as it floats somewhere unknown.

Matty knows at this point he's seen too much so he walks to where they're sitting on the stage.

"Well isn't this cosy. Have to admit, you two are cute. Be careful Ross, heard she's a bit of a bitch, think you can do better mate" he says and she has to really try not to just get up and slap him. She doesn't care if he's rude towards her, but directing it at one of his best friends is too far.

"Why do you have ruin everything" she says, sighing deeply, getting up from the stage and going to walk off. Ross sighs before walking off too, in the opposite direction, Matty quickly chases after her, grabbing her by the hand, halting her movements.

"Where are you running off to aye?" he asks harshly. She snatches her hand away from his before snapping at him.

"You have no right saying shit like that. Forget about me for a minute, I dont matter. But Ross? He is one of your best friends and you've been treating him like shit!" she says, her words ringing true although Matty didn't want to hear them.

"Sorry if it annoys me that you and him are cosying up all other the place" he says ignoring her words completely.

"So what!" she shouts, throwing her hands up almost in defeat "Ross is kind and he cares about me unlike you!" she shoves him before going to leave, she quickly turns around "you can't just fuck me and think that I owe you something, continue being a dick to me all you like, but I will not let you ruin your friendship with your best friend" she explains before finally leaving.

Matty knows she's right, he doesn't know what or if something is going on between Ross and her, but Ross actually deserves her. He knows that's why he's the way he is with her, because he wants her but knows she's the last thing he deserves.

Ross is good, and kind just like her, they're perfect for each other he thinks.

He doesn't see her for the rest of the day, he wants to check up on her, make sure she's okay but he's aware he's probably the last person she wants to see. Instead he finds Ross, he's sitting on a sofa backstage and he offers him a weak smile, one in which Matty didn't deserve. He deserves for Ross to tell him he was an arsehole and to fuck off, but that wasn't the type of person he was.

"Hey mate, look, I'm really sorry for being such an arse, whatever is going on I'm happy for you" he says. Ross shakes his head at this.

"There's nothing going on, we're just friends mate, that's the way its always been. We just get each other that's all" he says, Matty wants to believe him but doesn't quite. He goes to speak again, but Ross cuts in first.

"Look, whatever you feel about her, you can't keep doing this" he says, his words confusing the curly head man, his eyebrows furrow.

"Come on man, the both of you have always had this back and forth, its obvious you have feelings for her, just sort it out. I care about you both and right now, you're just hurting each other and making a mess of things" Ross says, his words hit Matty and he finds himself pulling his mate into a hug.

"Im confused man" he almost whispers, face tucked into Ross' shoulder.

"I know" he says, just hugging his friend tighter. The truth was, Matty had always been infatuated with her, she was the girl of his dreams and he felt like he never deserved her. He saw the way she was with his closest friends and he was jealous of them. So he coped the only way he knew how, by completely rejecting those feelings and replacing them with hate. He had a huge ego, but his self worth had always been far too low and recently had been plummeting even more.

"She's too good for me man, I don't deserve her - never have, that's why I act this way" he says, running his hands through his hair.

"Maybe if you treated her the way she deserves, the way, deep down, you want to treat her. You'll start thinking otherwise" Ross says and Matty just hugs him again.

"I get you're scared mate, I get it. But you've gotta try otherwise we might all loose her" Ross said and Matty knew it was true.

Matty wanted to tell her how amazing he thought she was, how talented and kind and genuinely good she was. But he had always been so scared she would reject him. But Ross was right, if he carried on being this way, she'd run away and they'd all lose her.

"What if it goes bad anyway? What if she rejects me and ends up feeling too awkward to hang out with you lot. I risk it either way" Matty explains, running his hand through his hair.

"And what if it's the best thing that ever happened to you?" Ross asks, Matty feels his world spin at his friends words, his heart picking up in his chest. Maybe he was scared of both of those scenarios.

He eventually finds her having a smoke, she's sat on the curb of a pavement, he can tell she had been crying and he cant count the amount of cigarette buts that were scattered around her.

"This seat taken love?" he asks, his tone quiet and gentle, he wanted to let her know he meant no harm.

"Go for it" she says, eyes not finding his, she can tell he's about to speak so she cuts him off quickly.

"Leave it Matty... its fine" she says, in the next minute he's turned her body so its facing him, his hands have found hers and are holding them gently. His eyes are unfalting from hers and his face is close to hers.

"No its not fine. It's really not fine. I am genuinely so sorry" he says and she just sighs.

"Just listen please" he begs and she nods.

"I know you don't believe me and I completely understand that, I haven't given you a single reason to. But I am so sorry. I've been a right cock and I'm making a mess of things. True Matty fashion" he says and she finds herself letting out a small chuckle at that. His fingers gently wipe at her cheek, removing the tears.

"I will show you how sorry I am, I swear. We can't lose you Lou..." he says, pausing, her eyes are focused on the ground, so he places her fingers under her chin, carefully pushing against it and making her look at him.

"I can't lose you" another confession that has her heart pounding, but it confuses her.

"I'm a twat. But I'm obsessed with you" he admits, "Always have been, just hated ya because it was easier than the alternative" he says, her eyebrows furrow.

"The alternative?" she says, her voice weak. He sighs deeply before rushing out his words, she hears every single one though.

"Telling you I liked you and you rejecting me because you're too good for me. You were- are this really cool girl, who is unbelievably kind and good. And everybody loves you and I got why but I hated it because I knew you wouldn't see me the way I wanted you too. I hated the fact that you got along so well with the guys, they got to have this part of you that I would never have, all because I'm this insufferable, arrogant, arsehole who treated you like shit" he is the one to stare at the ground now. She squeezes his hand gently and his eyes are back on hers.

"You're an idiot" she says, almost smiling. She leans forward and places a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"what was that for?" he asks, a small smile resting on his lips.

"For admitting that, I know it must have been hard. But you should know... maybe if you weren't such a dick, I wouldn't have had to reject you. You could've had me the way the guys did too, you just had to be nice" she says and he nods sadly.

"so you are rejecting me?"

"No... I'm just saying... I'm not rejecting you, I'm not doing anything... you need to prove what you're saying" she says and he nods harshly.

"I swear I'll prove it!" he says.

"Okay" she smiles at him.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks nicely and she smiles at the tone she's very rarely heard directing at her. She nods and he places a very light kiss to her lips, just his lips pressing softly against hers, an apology of sorts, or the start of one. He pulls away shortly after and she finds herself chasing his lips.

"We should get ready for the show" he says, his forehead rests against hers and their eyes are both closed. They both sigh deeply, wanting more but also knowing it wasn't the right thing to do. She couldn't just let him back in, he had to earn it and he wanted to.

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She hears a knock on her dressing room door, shouting a "one sec" as she finished applying her lipstick. Walking barefoot to the door and swinging it open, revealing her best friend's girlfriend, someone who she had missed so much. She screams excitedly before the two girls are hugging each other tightly, Charli then pulls back, a stern look on her face.

"What the fuck is going on with Matty?" she asks, a little too loudly for Lou's liking. She pulls her inside quickly, looking down the hallway to see if anyone was looking. She shuts the door behind her, before turning to the girl who was now sat on her sofa, arms crossed. She sighs before sitting herself next to her.

"How the fuck did you find out?" Lou asks, making Charli laugh.

"So there is something going on?" she has a smirk on her face.

"Yes, no. Fuck I dunno. We kissed, twice thats it" she lies. "Who told you?" she speaks, biting her lip nervously, awaiting her friends reaction.

"George" she says, making Lou's stomach drop, Charli gauges her reaction and sighs "yeah he's not too happy, he said he overheard Ross and Matty having a conversation about you" that was news to her "he confronted Matty about it, so he told G everything and... apparently they're not talking" she says awkwardly.

"What? Why? Fuck this is bad... everything?" Lou says, stressing herself out, biting her lip and ruining her lipstick. Charli nods at her question, a slight smirk resting on her lips.

"Calm down it will be okay. George said he was annoyed that Matty practically made your life hell when in fact he was just in love with you" her stomach drops again, heart pounding.

"Hey he did not say he was in love with me!" she says, panicking again.

"shit..." charli says.

"He said he was in love with me?!" she asks and Charli shrugs, half nodding at her.

"Jesus Christ" her head finds her hands, resting there. Her breath is deep, laboured and she feels Charli's hand on her back. She thinks over all the information she's just been told.

"Wait a sec, what was this conversation Ross and Matty had?" she asks.

"Matty thought you and Ross had a thing, Ross told him you didn't and he confessed how much he had liked you and said it was why he was the way he was with you" she says, some new information in her words but some Matty had admitted to.

"Jesus christ that man is dellusional"

"You like him don't you?" she says, eyebrows raising.

"I dunno Charli, honestly I don't know...." she says, speaking from her rational side, her heart telling her she was lying.

"The truth is, he makes me excited, but he had treated me like shit for most of our lives and now he's telling me he had always liked me but thought I was going to reject him. He said he'd prove what he meant, that he was actually sorry. It's confusing, the truth is I haven't had a chance to figure out if i like him, like truly like him. I know i fancy him, i know he gets on my nerves but..." she trails off.

"It's passionate right?" charli asks and Lou nods.

"What's the problem then? He said he'd prove what he said right?" Lou nods again. She hears a banging coming from her door, whoever it was didn't sound happy. She walks over to it, the door swinging open to reveal, a very angry George.

"I swear I'm going to kill him" he says, barging in and pacing her room.

"Okay, calm down" she says, George sighs heavily, plonking down next to his girlfriend, arms crossed.

"You're not going to kill your best friend George"

"Yes i fucking am. He can't just treat you like shit all these years and then fucking confess his feelings for you like this. I could cope with him hating you, just hating you, but the fact he's been lying to me basically all my life has pissed me off" he says, Charli looks at Lou before she speaks.

"G" she says, making her man turn to her "stop being a dick, this isn't about you, Lou has been your best friend since you were babies and you haven't once asked how she is" she feels thankful to her for that.

"Shit you're right" he says, Lou offers him a small smile.

"Always am baby, anyway I will leave you to it" she says, placing a kiss to her boyfriend's cheek, hugging Lou and then leaving. Lou sits down next to her best friend and George takes her hand in his.

"I'm sorry for making it about me. Are you okay?" he asks, she shrugs.

"I'm just confused" she smiles a weak smile again.

"I mean... to be honest it does make a little sense, but I'm still pissed at the guy" he says.

"Please don't be, this whole thing is complicated enough as it is, doesn't need to be more complicated. He's your best friend G" she says, and he squeezes her hand.

"So are you.... why couldn't he just not be a pussy and just have told you... would've saved years of you hating each other" he says and she shrugs, not knowing the answer.

"What's happening then?" he asks.

"I dunno, he said he's sorry and I said he needs to prove it... years of being rude to each other can't be solved by a few kisses and the words "Im sorry" but that goes for me too" she says.

George groans "oh god you guys are going to be making out all over the place aren't you?" he says and she chuckles at this.

"Honestly G... I don't know. You want the truth?" she says and he nods "always" he says.

"As much as he gets under my skin, I liked the way he made me feel, but it came from all that hatred. So who knows what will happen if you remove all that?" she says and George hugs her.

"I guess we shall see. but if he hurts you I will kill the man" he says. She puts her shoes on shortly after, fixing her lipstick before the pair return to the main room. George makes a direct beeline to Matty.

"Are we okay?" Matty asks, and George nods.

"Yeah mate we're good" he says, hugging him tightly, what Lou doesn't hear is the "but if you hurt her I will kill you" to which Matty replies "don't plan on it mate"

Lou feels a hand wrap around her shoulder, looking up to see Ross, who smiles down at her, his hair now in a bun, he's wearing a white shirt and black slacks, his blazer thrown over a near by sofa.

"You good?" he asks and she nods up at him, cuddling into his chest as he squeezes her.

"Good" he says, she pulls back to look him and smirks.

"Heard Matty thought we were a thing" she says and they both fall silent for a beat before they both laugh loudly at the idea of it. Her eyes then fall on Matty who's standing across the room, he smiles at the two of them and they both smile back. Ross then leaves her to talk to Hann and Matty finds his way to her.

George and Charli are making out on the sofa, making her roll her eyes at the pair.

"They're gross right?" Matty says, coming to stand next to her.

"Sickening" she says, making them both laugh.

"You look lovely darling" he says honestly. She adorns a similar outfit to the previous nights however she's changed it up slightly, instead of her usual black shorts or jeans and a black shirt, she wears a short black skirt which rests against her upper thigh, tights and a white tee that is tucked in, a black tie is loosely worn around her neck. She wears a leather suit jacket that finishes above her knee and a pair of ankle boots that are healed, making her a little taller.

She organised outfits with the stylists who had joined them this tour, the same as the guys would, she picked several for each night, deciding on the night which one she wore.

"Yeah think they got my wardrobe mixed up with yours" she smirks and he realises that she does indeed resemble him, but at the same time the outfit is unmistakably her style too.

"It's a good look" he too smirks down at her.

"Must have the same taste" she says and they laugh again.

"Looks better on you love" he speaks softly, another pet name easily rolling off his tongue. They are then being called on stage.

"Umm... Good luck love" he says a bit awkwardly, making her smile.

"Yeah, you too" she says and she goes to walk the other direction but his hand halts her a second, pulling her back to him, nearly making her collide with his chest.

"I told the crew to put your mic next me to be during about you, hope that's okay" he says, his face is moving slowly downwards to hers and she nods thoroughly before he places a sweet kiss to her lips.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself" he says, he's apolising because he knows he shouldn't be doing it, he hadnt proved anything to her her and he didn't deserve it.

"I don't mind" she smiles, leaning up to place a firmer one on his lips before they're getting ushered away by Jamie who stands there, rolling his eyes.

"Shouldn't have expected anything else to be honest" he says to himself under his breath.

----------------------------------------------------------They get on stage and it's a show like no other. The band are sounding the best they have so far, bouncing off each other. Her harmonies seem clearer today, not sure if someone had turned up her microphone but whatever it was, she loved it. The way her voice blended with Matty's, complimented it perfectly. The time came for About You to be performed and Matty turned to her, ushering her down the stage, she followed his instructions and placed herself behind the microphone that was placed next to his.

Her voice rang out at the right times and everyone cheered during her solo. But what made her heart swell was the look on Matty's face, he sat on the top of a sofa next to her, smiling across from her as she sung. Her eye contact remained with the crowd then, for she knew one look at Matty and she'd be done for.

The final notes played out and the band and the crowd cheered loudly for her.

"Ladies and gentlemen the wonderful Lou!" Matty said, gesturing towards her before pulling her into a tight hug, the act surprises her but she feels her eyes shutting as her palms rest flat against his back, her head tilted to the side, cheek against his chest due to the height difference. It was the second time they had ever hugged and she felt undeniably comfortable.

They pulled away, she went back to her spot and her eyes snapped to George who was focused on her already. His eyebrows raised at her as if to say " what the fuck was that". She shrugs over at him before looking at Ross who is smiling across at her, truly just happy to see the two getting along.

The show finishes and she doesn't wait at the side stage when they do their final bows like they usually would. Instead she makes her way to her dressing room, needing to be alone to think for a bit. She felt a tad overwhelmed, she quickly lights a cigarette, the nicotine coating her tongue easing her nerves a little.

She sighs, staring across from where she was sat, disassociating for what felt like only a second. Until she's hearing a soft knock on the other side of the door. She doesn't even remember stubbing out her finished cigarette but the butt is lying against an ash tray on the table in front of her.

"Everything alright in there?" Matty's voice is soft but muffled by the wood. Part of her doesn't want him to come in, she knew one look at him would have her crumbling and right now she needed to seriously think about everything and figure out the reasonable thing to do next. But her voice is betraying her as she says her next words.

"Yeah! You can come in if you'd like" she says, and the door is opening then, revealing Matty, only difference was he had already changed, a pair of black jeans and a black shirt resting against his body. She didn't realize how long she had been sitting there thinking for.

"Didn't want to get changed?" He asks, his voice is quiet, as if he was scared what would happen if he spoke up a little.

"Sorry, I got distracted, time seems to have escaped me" she lets out a weak chuckle.

"I can leave you to get changed" he says going to stand but her hand finds his, stopping him in his tracks. She shakes her head at him, silently asking him to stay. He sits back down, not moving his hand from under hers.

"You sounded amazing tonight... More than usual I mean" he says.

"Thank you, so did you" she says, smiling at him, he doesn't say anything to her compliment of him, instead speaks sincerely about her.

"Carly is wonderful don't get me wrong. But there's something about the way you sing 'About You'" he says, smiling at her now. "Like it was made for you" he says and she finds her smile stretching wider at his words.

"That's sweet. Thank you Matty" she says.

"Anyway... Um. I'm going to leave you to get changed. Jamie said we need to be on the bus soon" he says and she nods at him.

"Find me on the bus yeah?" He asks next and she nods again. He quickly pulls her into a quick hug, one that she barely registers before he's left the room.

She quickly removes her shirt and skirt, leaving the tights on as she throws one of George's hoodies over her frame, it was basically a dress on her anyway. She quickly got her things together before she left the room, one of the crew assisting her to the tour bus.

She finds the whole group sitting in the main room, all smiling at her as she entered. She had hoped no one would be there so she could sneak into her bunk undetected.

"Hey rockstar!" Ross says, standing up to hug her tightly. Matty looks at the both of them, but he doesn't feel as jealous anymore.

She looks up at Ross and he instantly knows she's not okay.

"Give me a minute yeah?" She says and he nods down at her, letting her leave.

"Is she okay?" Matty finds himself asking, feeling protective over her already.

"I've got this" George says, knowing he's the only person she could deal with right now. He untangles himself from his girlfriend, placing a peck against her lips before moving to find his best friend. He finds her at the room at the back of the bus, a slightly larger room behind their individual bunks.

"Hey, you okay pumpkin?" He asks, using the nickname he knows she likes, one he has called her since they were young, especially reserved for moments like these. She goes to speak but no sound comes out.

"Talk to me Lou says" her lips begin to quiver and his eyes find her watery ones and he quickly pulls her into a tight hug.

"Hey, hey it's okay. It's okay" he says, hands smoothing over her hair. The sleeves of the jumper she's wearing are quickly wiping away the tears.

"talk to me" he says softly.

"I'm just overwhelmed G.... I love you guys and this has been amazing so far but fuck... It's overwhelming... Everything is just too much" she says and he understands every word.

"Hey it's okay, I get it" he feels a sob rip through her and it shakes her body, so he holds her tighter against him.

"I guess I just miss my band... And my family and your family... And everything with matty is just confusing me and..." She just continues to cry then. Often Lou would feel everything all at once and it would take one thing to get all the things she had been pushing away to come to the surface. And the catalyst this time was Matty.

"I said if he hurts you I will kill him" George warns and she pulls back to look at him.

"No George. It's not that... It's just... He's being really kind and sweet now and everything on stage.... It was lovely but it's just confusing" she says and George nods down at her, thumbs swiping under her cheeks to remove the tears. He knows how she's feeling without her even having to say it and he knows what she really wants to say.

"You're my best friend right?" He asks and she nods "like my sister" and she nods again.

"I know you better than anyone and you know me better than anyone" she nods again.

"You're confused because you think you might genuinely fall for him and you're scared of what would happen if you let yourself fall" he says and his words hit her like a ton of bricks. Her mouth falls open and he chuckles lightly. He pulls her against him again, delivering a soft peck to her forehead.

"I know you're scared... Think he is too... Because this might be the greatest thing that could happen to both of you... If you treat each other the way you should" he says and she knows he's right.

"I know I said a lot of shit... But I think it would be pretty epic if my two best friends loved each other" he continues and she looks up at him then.

"Thanks G" she says, he always had her back and knew what to say and how to help.

"Better still have time for me though" he says making her laugh.

"I'll always have time for you G, you're my best friend. Always"

"Always" they hug one more time before she tidies herself up, the pair returning to the group who are chatting away about god knows what.

Matty's eyes find hers and he smiles at her and that makes her smile.

"Good?" He mouths and she nods "good"

Part 5

[cosmosgemstone]

heard there was a WIP amnesty going on so I’m BACK (briefly) off Any Kind of Fun Creativity hiatus

Thanks @kaleidotropepod-unofficial , I owe all the tropers everything but the blueberry running this specifically for saving my brain

here’s a Lovewyck fic I started optimistically for Valentine’s Day 2019 and completely forgot about immediately after. I will never finish this. I will not proofread this or try to improve it. Read how you want, but know that to me, Lovejoy and Stanwyck are he/him lesbians. Out on definitely not a date, but a totally platonic, if even that, outing with Khaleesi, because it’s important for her to have time with both parents even if they totally can barely even tolerate each other’s company. On Valentine’s Day, because they’re idiots who hadn’t even noticed, and also it totally wouldn’t be awkward even if they had because it’s not like that at all!

I call this ‘local halfwits take an egg to a nice restaurant’

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Lovejoy is late. Lovejoy is always late. Stanwyck is trying very hard not to be annoyed, but it's hard when he's been standing awkwardly on the street corner for nearly fifteen minutes now, and people walking past two by two like they're going into the Ark or something keep casting him exaggeratedly sympathetic looks. He knows Sidlesmith runs on romance and most people by now are coupled or tripled up, but this is ridiculous, and he resents being treated like a figure of tragedy for something as simple as standing alone. He resents Lovejoy for putting him in this position.

He's tried to talk to Lovejoy before about how timekeeping is a sign of basic respect for someone else's time, but that hadn't yielded any results beyond Lovejoy looking vaguely baffled and telling him not to take it personally, that he was late for everyone, and when Stanwyck had tried to say, yes, that's the point, he'd just laughed at Stanwyck's allegedly adorable scrunched-up cross face. He's not eager for a reprise of being patronised and accused of being cute if he brings it up again, but even if Lovejoy clearly doesn't think that Stanwyck's time is as important as his own, they made a commitment to Khaleesi that they would divide up her custody between them individually and some time as a full family. An agreement Lovejoy is violating by leaving Stanwyck waiting for him while he got extra time with Khaleesi.

Attempts to vent about this to his roommate have been met with blank stares and being questioned as to whether he was aware that Khaleesi was an egg, rather than the sympathy and vindication Stanwyck so richly deserved. Other people, he supposes, don't understand. Lovejoy is probably the only person who does. Which is unfortunate, because Lovejoy is insufferable.

Finally, he comes into view, bouncing down the street looking far too carefree for someone who has left Stanwyck waiting for this long. What's more, Khaleesi is also bouncing alarmingly in her sling, her improperly and unsafely secured sling, across Lovejoy's chest. When he sees Stanwyck, rather than grinning inanely at the rest of the world around him, his face breaks into a blinding smile and he bounds towards him like a labrador.

Stanwyck can't help it, even while he fends off Lovejoy's attempt to give him a hug, an action which could prove fatal for Khaleesi because Lovejoy's hugs, when he can't avoid them, are crushingly tight, and scolds him while he takes Khaleesi out of the sling and instructs Lovejoy to hold her carefully this time while he takes the sling off Lovejoy and fastens it onto himself in a much more secure way – but his heart isn't in it, his irritation of minutes ago dissipating, because something bright and glowing blooms in his chest when Lovejoy turns that smile on him.

It's one of the more annoying things about Lovejoy; he makes it very difficult to remember you're annoyed with him when he's grinning at you and practically vibrating with energy and general excitement about the world. It's like trying to be angry with an overexcited puppy.

This might be why Stanwyck has always considered himself more of a cat person.

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and that will NEVER BE FINISHED

if anyone other than my eight unfortunate followers sees this, stay with me for bits of my Stardust AU I will actually one day finish and post, and the Pacific Rim AU that’s still up in the air