#typing is a buisness i have no buisness in apparently

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The places that are, separate yet connected.

Like string that knows it's a web.

Our Atlas says I shouldn't need to make poetry to speak, that I'm typing like this to hide the embarrassment of Sharing My Thoughts Unasked.

But our Atlas is not of Wonderland, and just because he's invited me into his home- that is giving me an awful headache by-the-way- does not mean he Knows Me.

He has a lovely home though. There's ghosts of memories in the walls. It belonged to someone we knew as a child, a flat above a bar they owned. It was real then. Physical. Moira owns it now; not physical, inner world, introjected from a time we no longer remember. She has for the last 13 years.

But it's not meant for me.

I can feel the inner world trying to kick me out, even though they've invited me to stay.

How curious, is the mind, in mechanisms of defense.

What are you hiding?

[asgore-mp3]

Pokemon au's popping up just as I regained a Pokemon hyperfixation, fantastic!

Anyways

1st gym - Ghost - Badboyhalo

He's a strong trainer, his gym just happens to be the first many go to. Some say he can even speak to the spirits beyond simply pokemon.

2nd gym - Water - Foolish

The gossip among the region. He's incredibly popular for many things, varying from architecture skills or babysitting, yet he's always had a soft spot for a certain elite four member.

3rd gym - Normal - Cellbit

While normal may not have been the route many would go for, The lead detective of the police department seems it's a fine type if used correctly, due to the simple fact of only having one weakness.

4th gym - Electric - Tazercraft

Pac and Mike, Better known as Tazercraft, lead production for many of the big-city if the region's power (Sorta like Anime Clemont in X and Y) They give the doubles challenge to trainers.

5th gym - Fighting - Fit

Coming from many years in the shadows, documenting events from past wars throughout history, Fit now acts as gym leader, both for trainers and like.. actual use. Some have seen his and Tazercraft's, particularly Pac's, closeness in recent months and wonder what may be happening.

6th gym - Psychic - Antoine

A mysterious guy who walks the towns, yet friendly in conversation. He used to DJ at large parties, apparently.

7th gym - Ice - Nihachu

The sweetest baker around, she works to make both warm delicacies and chill treats for people and pokemon alike.

8th gym - Dragon - Ironmouse

Her dragons are her little babies... even if they're thrice her size <33 She's known for her energetic personality, bring a social media personality is hard but she keeps her appearance up while being as true as she can!!

(debating how to write her CVID if I make this a bigger thing)

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Elite Four

Rock - Vegetta

Recently he's been away for buisness trips... Running things like that are hard! More often then not now, They have to bring a replacement for him :/

Steel - Tubbo

A great inventor with grand factories, he may be the youngest of any high-ranking trainers but he climbed to the top quickly through his skill. He serves as Vegetta's replacement, yet he recognized as an official member.

Flying - Phil

A simple family man, He always seemed to become friends with strong trainers, and for good reason! In large tournaments, he almost always won. Except in one, Where a kid with green hair and a few ghost types won. That's how he really got known in the first place...

Poison - Bagi

A private detective, working to solve what her brother couldn't, She only recently joined the Elite Four after their previous member, Maximus, passed away due to unknown reasons.

Dark - Roier

Just a guy, a very silly guy. Idrk how to describe him just a very funky guy. He's shown to be one of few people who could even DEFEAT the champion, even thpugh everyone thought he wasn't as strong as he was. Sometimes thats the best strategy?

Champion - Étoiles

Known as 'The Kalosian Beast' (that sounds so bad...) He's climbed up since the day he arrived to the region, defeating people one by one and now sitting on top. Despite the fame this may bring, he's actually a pretty casual guy! Talking to people and watching gym battles are some things outside of battling he enjoys.

Idk. The urges hit me as I pulled out my 3ds

[mazm-imagines]

Thy Creature Modern/Zombie AU Part 1

This started as a joke but after talking with @fleurrice on the server... this is for real and its loooooong so like strap in. Spoilers for Thy Creature btw even tho this is an AU. BTW I WENT PAST THE WORD COUNT OOOOPS... I'll add a part two later...

Tw for corpses, mention of organs, blood and essentially anything from the og Thy Creature and Frankenstein

Ingolstadt Uni ofc... but honestly it can just be any vague German university for the sake of plot

Please this all came out because I wanted to see Victor as a nervous college student

"he a mortuary science student who took the wrong major" as per fleurrice's words.

Noah in the same major but fleurrice added on "he's the professor" and that's canon to me now.

He's beefing with some 19 yo (unofficial) TA 😒 (Justine). He's also beefing with Victor which I will explain later on. His students like him well enough though even if he's kind of strict. The type of asshole to jump a pop quiz because someone annoyed him a little. He has a good sense of humor and tries to be understanding because he's also been through some stuff.

Justine I think would major in hospitality. Instead of being Victor's maid I think she would just be a childhood friend who's mother was employed by his family.

Hanna would be an art professor of sorts. She has crazy social anxiety but when teaching she's passionate and encourages her students. A lot of students look up to her.

Ben would probably teach something with agriculture. He's a man of few words though... ever since his wife took the kids. Old shame.

Chris would be the alcoholic building manager. He's pretty grumpy. something abt the war .

Alex would be a social worker that had prior experience in hunting. She's very grandmacore and her attitude relaxes a lot of people. She's a good leader to them.

OKAY SO this is a really hyperspecific American thing but like how military recruiters bait highschoolers into joining on promise for free college tuition. Leon would be the sucker that believes in it. But they're German so I guess an alternative would be he's in college for now as a backup plan but plans on entering the military later on. He's kind of a jock but he's nice and popular. This is so oddly specific but I feel like he'd major in either buisness or engineering. Maybe even medicine bc I feel like he'd wanna help people.

This would start off similar to the plot of Thy Creature where Victor starts his research because his mother dies and he wants to know the meaning of life. What better way than to actually use her dead body!

Yeah starting off insane here. He uses his mother's corpse to make Siren. Don't ask why she has tentacles there's octopus DNA in there now...

Because she's the first specimen she's also the most unstable/crazy one. That's also why she's so powerful.

Anyways Victor is freaked out and locks her in his basement. But apparently not freaked out enough because he keeps experimenting.

Originally I was going to have Atlas/Loss and Raven/Not-Guilty at the very end but I think they'd be better here. Atlas is mixed with some horned creature's DNA and Raven is of course mixed with a raven's DNA. Raven is temperamental and thrashes in her bonds while Atlas is docile and doesn't really do much. Victor doesn't care he hates them both, basement time. Raven gives him a little scratch on the way out though...

Now Victor experiments on twins, Nameless and Creature. A byproduct of the experiment is that a zombies hair will bleach white. But sometimes it will stay the original color. Nameless is incredibly unstable, constantly attempting to turn into his more monstrous form. Creature however besides the white hair is perfectly stable. You almost wouldn't be able to tell something is wrong with it.

It runs away though lolllll... lolllll. Victor locks up nameless in his basement with the others. Now that he knows he can make a stable reanimated corpse he just keeps on chugging.

Creature kind of becomes a campus myth like the trash muncher. Mostly non-malevolent though.

Now Noah has caught on to Victor by now. He catches him trying to take something from the morgue but his higherups aren't too hard pressed about it because Noah doesn't have sufficient proof + Victor cleans up really well. Also Noah unironically beefs with a 19 yo for fun so not the most credible. But Noah knows.

Victor half contemplates just hitting Noah with a shovel and doing what he has to but that's hardddddd.

Fortunately for Victor! William Frankenstein found dead in a ditch.

Yeah so while the Creature was out n about it accidentally infected William bc it didn't know it can do that.

Victor immediately takes William's body to mess around. Noah hears about his loss and also about how his mom died and he's like oh no wonder he's weird around corpses. And kind of drops the matter because maybe he's just grieving.

Oh he's grieving alright. G-making r-his i-next eving-specimen.

He uses William's body to make Erysichthon/EL. This specimen is mostly stable, able to switch between monstrous and human at will. However... he likes biting people on purpose and noms Victor on the arm.

Basement time. Basements all over the place.

Now I didn't know if I wanted her to be before or after EL, but maybe after. Victor wanted to experiment on a young child, see how manageable it'd be. Thus he uses a young girl to make 701/Loneliness. She is mostly stable, but she's really hyperactive, so like average kid shit. Unfortunately Victor is kind of unfamiliar with children so he throws her in the basement as well.

Noah when his student makes 7 atrocities against man in his basement:

Victor's health has been declining drastically as well from his lacerations. He'd been growing more delirious.

While Victor's sleeping on his fucking futon on the floor, he forgets to lock the door... and well ... the monster mash comes out.

Instesd of having Nepe Victor/Regret as a final boss, Victor himself is the final boss. But instead he's infected and a shell of his former shelf. The nepes don't attack him because he has a "vaccine" against them in the form of being infected.

Yeah this whole time he's been using parasitic bacteria for reanimation. It made the nerves jolt and he's like I can work with this.

Worked a bitttt too well. The only way to kill these zombies would be to burn them.

Ofc they start infecting everyone on campus. All entrances are blocked by Nepes zombies. More specifically it's this unidentifiable biomass coagulating around the doors.

🤣🤣🤣 Noah's boutta kill this motherfucker with his bare hands. As soon as the first zombie enters the room he doesn't hesitate to hit it with a chair. Bro is PISSED.

You just know his ass is saying "I KNEW IT" the entire time. He distributes sterile gloves/masks to the rest of the team later on to prevent any sort of pathogens from going inside their bloodstream. But eventually they're going to need something better to filter that shit out.

As soon as Hanna sees what's going on outside she locks the doors to her classroom aaaaaand goes catatonic . Her students have to look after her till the others come.

Hanna unfortunately has to see her students die because plot. Hanna always saw her students like family even if they cycled out fast. They'd be nice to her because they know she's trying her best and vice versa. So it just. Especially sucks for her with the knowledge that these students will never grow up to be accomplished adults like she knew they could be.

Noah meets Justine again and asks her if she can help with talking to Victor to see if there's a way to bring the zombie nepes back to normal.

In reality he just wants to know where Victor lives on campus so he can go beat the shit out of him really hard. Justine doesn't have to know that tho.

They find EL in a corner passed out. He looks like a normal enough boy and he could just be one of the professors children. Hanna and Justine especially want to help him.

Noah is a bit reluctant but he is just a kid.

However as we established EL is kind of a freak. He breathes down their necks and he doesn't start anything just yet. He wants to see how many people are still remaining so he holds off on biting.

Creature comes in purely on accident. It manages to bite through the biomass in the front door and go inside.

Once the gang determine it won't really bite them + it's useful for plowing through the other nepes, they take it in as well.

The university seems to be split between 6 nepes (like the tower and it's 7 floors). Each Nepe has it's own mark. Like you can tell someone got mutated by Siren via the tentacles coming out of them. However Atlas doesn't really do much so his neck of the woods is a peaceful place.

Unfortunately EL realizes they're the only ones left and attacks before he gets attacked. He bites Ben and tries attacking Hanna before Alex shoots him.

They think Creature infected him... which technically it didddd but on accident and it did that to William not Erysichthon. But they still need it for killing the Nepe bosses.

701 bites people to make friends 😭. Her zombies are a bit like. Preserved. Like dolls. They can't move much because their joints are stiff and they've become colorless. Noah's a bit reluctant to hit a child but considering he's seen enough corpses already he's emotionally bracing himself. Chris however has no hesitation. Molotov her ass ❤

Yeah Chris has been making molotovs and shit with his booze. If it works it works.

Ben has started to go a bit insane from the infection. They muzzle and tie his hands up so he can't wound anyone. He can still speak albeit in broken words. They don't want to kill him because of the chance of a cure + he's not hurting anyone so if it's not needed they won't kill him.

Leon, Noah, Alex, Chris, and Creature have been the ones primarily fighting. Leon and Noah are incredibly jacked and let's just say... Noah is motivated by pure spite. Alex and Chris have survival experience so they know what to do in certain situations. And Creature is creature. It takes over later on for fighting while the others try to live the best they can. Hanna and Justine help with injuries.

Hanna also knows Victor had been up to something, on a particularly bad day she said she saw him in the halls carrying corpses and asked what the hell was going on. He admitted his plan to her and while it sounded insane, she thought perhaps... he could get her baby back. He promised to do so if she kept quiet and she did. She later pushed this memory to the back of her mind so she only remembered recently. That's why she went catatonic.

Justine is really concerned for Victor because she knows he hasn't been well. He hasn't et her take care of him either. Wouldn't even let Clerval or Elizabeth visit. So the fact this happened? Oh he's deaddddd.

The gang are focused on finding a safe way out but also to exterminate all the zombies so they won't escape either for the greater good. Noah himself is also trying to research the disease to reverse it because as luck would so happen, he has a hefty amount of medical knowledge. He's been serving as their medic as well.

Raven is terrifying to fight because she and those she infected, have wings and talons (which have grown over time). They fly down to try to slash at the group. Creature uses itself as a meatshield to protect them before finally beating the shit out of Raven and charring her. Bird down.

ELs back-! As Erysichthon. There's green mucus from the corners of his mouth. The zombies on his floor are the more traditional type, except their flesh is slowly breaking down into slime because of his saliva. (He bit them harder than he did Ben and Victor). Again Creature has to fight him and burn him down.

Atlas doesn't do much, he doesn't resist getting killed. His area is not a zone, more so a corner he's been pushed to. They keep him in that area as a way to ward off the other Nepe zombies because his presence seems to work on them like a relaxant. Which in turn makes it easier to kill them. They only kill him when his presence starts agitating Ben and making them all feel a bit sleepy.

Siren is terrifying to fight. Her zombies have grown tentacles. And once she latches on ohhhhhhhh. She is also the most powerful. Her flesh covers the exit. She releases a vapor that acts as a hallucinogen, making everyone see happy visions and want to never leave. Of course that won't do. Fry her ass 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Nameless' area rumbles with his growling. He can't control himself from mutating like every other day but he's trying to hold on to what little humanity he has. But he's also the most brutal. His mutant form literally eating out people's organs and leaving them half behind.

As soon as he sees Creature though, he feels more at peace. More in control of himself, as if it was his other half. But he still wants it to kill him.

He's almost able to control himself for good, but he gets triggered into his mutant form again, and because he can't stabilize himself and is a threat to everyone else, he gets killed. Sadge.

Now that all the major Nepe contaminants are gone, they can finally go to Victor and ask him what the fuck is wrong with him.

Victor's eyes have gone completely black and yellow (another sign of the infected). He's crazed with power but breaking down at the same time. He's begging them to save him but he's beyond saving. The skin that ELbit has gone gelatinous and raven's scratch marks have overgrown with feathers. Tentacle marks on his legs all that jazz.

[lastoneout]

long angry ad rant below feel free to ignore I haven't eaten today

My favorite thing about the advertising industry is that you can't even fucking protest it if you're a creator. Like I'm a twitch streamer, right? It's literally my job. I don't make anywhere near enough to live off of it but I'm disabled so I can't work and every couple of months Twitch throws $100 at me so yeah, it's my job.

And Twitch kinda sells itself on the concept that you can decide how you run your channel. You can choose when to run ads and what types, be they pre-roll or mid-roll or banner ads, and you can use the allure of ad-free viewing as a way to get people to subscribe. You can stream basically whatever for however long and control when your vods are saved and clips and your channel layout and all that. Freedom of choice, right?

Well here's the thing, you actually don't have a choice. At least when it comes to ads.

I hate ads with a burning passion. I get offers for sponsorships through streamelements pretty often and tbh I don't care for any of the products so I don't take them(bcs I have always had a personal policy that I will only take ads for products I actually like and I sure don't fucking like any of these). I have watched my viewers complain about mid-roll ads interrupting my stream right when I'm answering a question or when something interesting happens(and this has also happened to me on other channels and yeah it sucks). I have had my long time viewers complain about pre-roll ads, and several other streamers I look up to have confirmed that pre-roll ads tend to scare new viewers off and make them bail on raids. I've had people I know irl say they bail on raids bcs of pre-roll ads. Banner ads are the least intrusive but they still are annoying at get in the way, and ofc with all ads I have literally no say in what gets shown, which means I could unknowingly subject my viewers to triggering content and I REALLY hate that idea.

And, to top it all off, in the like almost two years I've been an affiliate I've made like...probably less than $15 on ads. They are such a miniscule portion of my revenue that it's laughable.

So, as running my twitch channel is basically like running a buisness for me, I decided the downsides to running ads FAR outweigh any upsides, and that I was far more likely to gain new viewers(and new subscribers) if I got rid of them.

You can't turn ads off. I can turn off mid-roll and banner ads, and if I run a mid-roll ad I get like...a ten minute grace period where no pre-rolls will be shown, but there is NO way to completely turn them off. (Plus Twitch has gone out of it's way to make ad blocker basically completely fucking useless on it's site like I have two and I'm on Firefox and I still get ads.)

And I've seen the argument that Twitch HAS to run ads on everyone's channels bcs that's how they make money, but if so it's kinda FUCKED that streamers get barely anything for them(and also that they run a solid 30 seconds to a minute of ads by default and you can't control that either). Apparently there's a 50/50 split but you have to run a bazillion ads to actually get anything for them. Plus Twitch also takes like 50% of our sub money ANYWAY so from where I'm standing it makes more sense to give channels the option to focus on subs over ads especially when we have PROOF that too many ads are scaring off potential subscribers.

(Plus Twitch is run by Amazon so it's not like they're broke and they were perfectly profitable back when they had WAY less ads so I don't buy the "we have to make money" argument on this one like I do on tumblr. And I'm not the only one complaining, lots of big name Twitch streamers have been talking about how it's bullshit that Twitch is pushing us all to run more and more ads instead of just letting us focus on subs. It hasn't always been this way.)

But nah, fuck us I guess.

And you might say "okay move to YouTube then" but YouTube requirements for monetization(not just ads, they lock superchats behind it too) are way harder to reach than Twitch's, and besides one thing that has ALWAYS pissed me off about YouTube is that when you go to channels that for sure don't qualify for monetization without ad blocker on, guess what! YouTube is running ads on the videos anyway!! I don't like that at all!!

The only way to completely get away from ads would be to ditch my affiliate status, which would mean I can't have custom emotes or subscribers or channel points, all of which are basically crucial for making your stream profitable, or to build my own fucking website from the ground up and pay for it myself which like, obviously I can't do that. (Or idk use tumblr live or tiktok but like...no.)

I mean tbh I hate ads so much at this point I'd fucking pay Twitch if it meant I could completely turn them off. Like here take the lost revenue it's clearly only like $2 a month anyway.

And I mean, I don't want to shame channels who do run ads, I get it, we all need to make money, but it's just SO fucking infuriating that there's basically no way to completely opt out of them. I don't want to make my viewers watch ads, I don't want anything on my channel that I wouldn't want to watch myself!! It's gotten to the point where I straight up encourage people to use ad blockers on my channel bcs I just don't want them to see ads, and tell them of they feel bad about it a single $2 donation is more than I'd make in ads all year so that's a better way to support me.

Anyway sorry for the long vent I've just been so pissed about this. And again not trying to shame any streamers who do run ads, I mean clearly we don't have a choice but also I get that people need the money more than I do, I just really fucking wish I could have a choice on this one.

[milqueandsugar]

🏵 Where The Sun Meets The Sea 🏵

Warnings: mentions of kidnapping/captivity , mentions of injury/violence

Pt: I

| Feeding Time |

Emeralds clattered against the wood counter top, followed by the wet slap of a small load of fish being dropped along side the currency. "This is it?" The piglin asked, irritation practically dripping from his words as he gestured to the goods with clawed hands. "I'm.. I'm sorry sir but you're clearing out my stock faster then I can replenish" a meek voice cut through the tension. The older shopkeeper's eyes couldn't focus on just the unhappy piglin in front of him or the even less happier polar bear nosing around his shop. "I'd get to working on that then" Technoblared snarled, eye brows furrowed and movements hasty as he grabbed the net from the counter and gave the polar bears leash a soft tug.

Getting up early in the morning to retrieve Steve his breakfast had become part of Technobalde's routine. He swore to himself that he would take as much care of Steve as he did the piglin, and he stuck true to that promise no matter what. Even if that meant fishing for a couple hours because some fishermen got lazy. With his new suppourt animal came more frequent visits to the nearby village, as much as he valued the villagers who worked for him in his own home, it was much cheaper to just go to the local butcher. 

Soon visits to the butcher became visits to the market, then the other shops, then the library. Although incomparable to his own, he lacked the self published one off works from the villagers. Some of his new favourite books were from that very library, although they never held an authors name, which made them hard to find anywhere else. Maybe it was the odd conditions the book were published which made him pick it up at first, but that didn’t really matter did it? What did matter was the friendship that came along with his frequent visits.

 The librarian was a kind woman, though a bit nosy for his taste. No matter the length of his visit he could always count on being filled in on the towns local drama. New borns, weddings, scandals, the local cryptids. Even if the woman herself wasn’t quite his type he could certainly appreciate her stories. Although he was certain they had to be embellished a bit. 

Coming up to the porch of the creaky building Technoblade tied the polar bear to the fence, dropping the load of fish to keep him preoccupied while he was gone. Stepping into the stuffy warmth of the library his nose wrinkled a bit as the smell of ciagrette smoke wafted through the air. It seemed the smell of smoke and mold had practically embedded itself into the very walls of the structure. Rather unpleasant but fitting for the place. Black eyes quickly caught sight of movement to his left, turning to give a curt nod to the woman behind the desk he quickly approached, heels clicking against the polished floors. “Technoblade! Bit early aren’t ya? It’s just passed eight” The woman declared, flipping closed what looked to be a romance book. 

“The wind woke me, I’m guessing it did you as well” Technoblade hummed, pulling out a stool to sit in front of the brunette. Her gray eyes rolled to the left, a small smile tugging at her lips as she swatted at him. “It’s rude to tell a lady she looks tired, do you know no manners?” She scolded, snuffing out her cigarette in a small tray. “It’s unethical to be smoking during buisness hours, I may be ill mannered but at least I would keep my job” He snapped back, a smile begining to form on his own lips as Iris hesitated. “Oh? So you do work then?” She hummed, leaning forward to rest her arms on the desk. 

Ever since he had met the lady she was infatuated with him, maybe it was because he was a piglin, or because he didn’t tell her anything. Either way she was obsessed with knowing anything she possibly could. She would dig her talons into the smallest of comments, there wasn’t much use hiding anything from Iris, it was only a matter of time before she found out eventually. 

“Anything to share today?” Technoblade quickly changed the topic, taking notice of the way Iris’s eyes narrowed. After a few seconds it seemed she had given up, leaning back in her rocking chair and kicking her feet onto the counter. Seemed today she was too tired to put up a fight about this, or she was unsure of her suspicions. “Well, I didn’t bring this up cause I thought it was a one time thing but..” Pausing for dramatics Iris continued her tale. “A couple of Fishermen have gone missing, given the weather everyone thought they either got lost or came across a polar bear. But! Some of the school kids were out playing by the water and they came across one of them” She  exclaimed, gesturing wildly with her hands as she spoke. 

“Dead?” 

“Dead as a doornail, they found the rest of their bodies too, apparently they’ve just been walking into the ocean by the looks of it. But here’s the kicker, they were always found in the same place and far from the water, on the shore yeah but the waves wouldn’t wash them up that far. The men have been talking, and from what I hear there’s a witch down there, drowning the fishermen”  Iris thought aloud, letting her feet fall from the desk as she leaned forward. “You know what I think?” She asked, not waiting for an answer before continuing. “I’m thinking Sirens” 

Technoblade rose a brow, interest piqued by the gossip to say the least. “Sirens? They lore sailors too sea not fishermen” He corrected, rising to his feet. “Fishermen, sailors, who cares! All I know is that a lot of people have died this week, and if you’re going fishing like I think you are” Isis gestured toward the fishing rod held tight in his clawed hands. “Then you should be careful” She warned, her voice lowering a bit. 

Technoblade shook his head, a scoff escaping him as he fixed his jacket to leave. “I will Iris, take care yourself” He mumbled a soft farewell before quickly leaving the library, knowing better then to let Iris continue with her stories. Untying Steve from the post he clambered a top the bear, pulling the reins tight as they started off towards the ocean. 

Sirens, huh? 

[benevadeca]

PART 2 REWATCH LB BABY HERE WE GOOO

like this wasn't the part that fucked me up the first time :) it'll be fine

1st shot of the dumpster has the sewing machine but it also already has one of that green container of the insecticide he used to try and get rid of the bugs/poisoned himself with. the unending nature of suffering

the very first scene we have him trying to pick up a weight but it being vastly too heavy for him (12 lbs) and then going for the lighter one (4 lbs) but still struggling but unwilling to yield on it. like wow congrats i already know this guy

his 2 tabs open on his fucking mac being lighting for the house and an expensive speedboat. rly mixing work and play there huh bud. also the very Out There over the top everything of his decisions....like bro i KNOW this guy

also what is this i googled it but it's apparently something injected for some kind of Serious Medical Condition(TM) and also not for heartburn like the packaging says?? sir....

the technology giving the illusion of human interaction but without any substance....all his calls being buisness calls (the namedrop of "derrick" kitchen and "erika" bank) and economists having a dialogue on the radio and

the initial bugs being just 2 of them....hhhhhh

OH MY GODD the place the oven is is where the fireplace used to be. you're KILLING me

his many many piling up coffee cups, the cluttered workspace (both in the basement and during construction) compared w/ the barren fishtank w/ the fish he isn't feeding (the fish ofc being the metaphor for his self care)

going to bed w/ the light on and dropping the phone, all his excersize gear everything he does being so so performative in an attempt to mold himself to a lifestyle. anyway he's basically the protagonist of shark tale

the way the chandelier makes the rat portrait look like it has a crown. ugh imagery.

the bugs first major appearance being when he's on the phone with "sweetheart" for the first time/him eating. sick behavior twisted behavior.

OK WAIT also the convo going "i told derek i just saved myself 3000 pounds. (pause) yeah PISS OFF is what i said to him" GOD with the flow of the convo it's quite possible his dentist on the other side literally told him to piss off but he's so in his own world about everything he just takes it in stride. killing me.

THE AI VOICE LIKE. the framing of the fur beetle screen w/ the < Overview button pointing to him, and the camera unfocusing from the computer screen to him at the line "What do fur beetles look like? What types are there?"

him taking care of the bugs on his own and at first you think it's his "i need to save money" thing from when he laid off the construction workers and his tendency to take on too much alone without reaching out for others. but 2nd rewatch like damn this guy sure is in MASSIVE debt and probably is both unable to get the assistance he needs/rationalizes not reaching out so his existing tendencies for taking on too much get exacerbated thru circumstance. (same w/ the groceries, like at first ur like damn sucks dude! but his sense of reality is so off he probably is full lying/in denial about ordering junk food)

also one of the informational lines was "the larva do the most damage" is...the implication that he'll become one? maybe?

him lying curled on the floor w/ the dead bugs with just ONE still slightly alive and moving // him going to town w/ that granola? bar/a single larva stuck waist deep into a candy bar.

there sure are shots of his left eye specifically. wish i knew what that meant

fire! more light imagery. the way he's very careless / leaves a giant fucking fire unattended to the house he JUST 'fixed up'

ugh even the grocery delivery as a sign of modern technology and convenience that just highlights how easy it is to be so utterly alone

entry way of the house having both an orchid (by a mirror...hm mirror imagery thoughts) and a big painting of an orchid right across the real thing. HMM the larger than life bravado / reality vs depictions of it and how it's very easy to fail to distinguish between the two, especially when you're alone and lack perspective.

OMG the convo w/ the 1st two potential buyers in front of the filled in bug crack. he rly did pass off the fucking monster energy drink as wine huh. mr liar...

he rly made his target demographic be super bougie and filled the house w/ super bougie tech but failed to consider the actual reality of the situation (the plumbing, location, any actual infrastructure, etc etc etc)

"the dining room is the beating heart of the house" UGH conflation of desire/hunger....killing me

OK THE RAT PORTRAITS ARE JUST ALL HIM? i wasn't sure at first but i do think it's intentional/realistic enough that he would put portraits of himself in all the rooms lmao. also him deciding to come lecture when there's actively a baby crying (with the audio just muted for the audience but still actively crying) also that baby named Isobel and the reflected eye hovering over her parents. girl get out of there. and also completely not reading the room and continue while the parents deal w/ the baby.

i DO think the way all of them ignore him is done to a like, uncanny degree and i can't tell if it's supposed to be like. almost metaphorical to visualize his disconnect with others or what, but they dont even react to one another rly either. like the kid just slopping ice cream everywhere....no reaction? none of them seem very interested in one another either so maybe it's supposed to be idk larger commentary on how excessive wealth completely disengages people from one another

OK but hhh the kid drawing loops w/ ice cream and the fish following the spiral from above until it overlays w/ the reflected eye....i see i am seeing.

OK but we see this guy trying to get a chair out and he's pulling and the chair doesn't budge......another point on the "performative image that is unlivable untenable and completely fake" same scene has someone trying to turn on the tv w/ the remote and no reaction

him starting his kitchen monologue with all this talk about the materials it's made from, the quality, but not the actual use.

his emotional thread unravelling and the phone breaking at the same time.

OK hearing the bugs speaking again i remember seeing a post where someone said this part had anti immigration undertones bc it's WEIRD how literally no other characters had non-british accents and yeah i see it. idk if it was intention per say but i do see it.

also yeah DEF implied the bugs were like. noticable to others during the showing but they only appear to him as a show of decline

him wearing shoe covers and the "you should take them off, no need for them now" OOF the way they manipulate him to "support him" while giving these digs (being interested in the random bits and bobs of the house he gets stuck on and engaging him in convo w/ that, leading him on w/ their Interest in the house, turning his question from moving the sale forward back against him w/ the "we should invite our solicitors over for food. if YOU have some that is")

bugs appearing in droves after he's invited them in / the fish eating ice cream. has fallen for the bait if you will

OHH him coughing/panting in the kitchen there. probably leftover from when he first poisoned himself hhhh and that it's in the kitchen. i wonder how noticable it all was to the guests.

ohhh w/ the lights on the crown is gone from the portrait head. OHH also it goes from "we're very interest in your house" to "the house" to "our house"

the face shape and the NO SIGNAL connection lost, to himself to the outside etc (also he says "our television")

OOF part of his decline instincts being eating at the papers he's tearing off the walls.

"van schoonbeek lane" is the name of the lane the house is on. hhhh

i do wonder what the "they lived here before, you know" bit means

again the gradual decline from asking to ordering him, becoming a slave to the circumstances the hole he dug himself into. cringe!

hospital the bugs coming in from the left and the hospital hallway sign showing exit -> right....cringe and fail!

mentioned this before i think but his last little gadget earpiece thing, him scratching it off himself to illustrate the loss of his last possible lifeline to the outside. also i think every time he had some kind of break down it involved it coming off in some way as well. so yeah!

[hopeless-starry-kingdom]

you broke me first | Peter Parker

Summary: You have to remind Peter it was his fault you were broken up

read part 1 and 2 here !

song: you broke me first by Tate McRae 

a/n: happy valentines day!! hope everyone’s day was good and here is the last part of this mini series :))))

Maybe you don't like talking too much about yourself

But you shoulda told me that your were thinking ‘bout someone else

“If you guys are going to make out can you at least do it somewhere else. I’m eating.” MJ put her book back to her eye level as you and Harry pulled away from each other. You blushed and Harry smirked before throwing an arm over your shoulder.

“C’mon, MJ. Don’t be such a cockblock.” You slapped Harry on his arm and he laughed. “If you want I can set you up with one of my friends.”

MJ put her book down and pretended to think about the offer. “A rich daddy’s boy with two functional brain cells, who’s also a fuckboy. I’ll pass” She smiled sarcastically at Harry and he chuckled.

“Have I ever mentioned I like your friends?” You giggled at him and shook your head. MJ flipped him off and you had to bite back your laugh.

“Stop patronizing her.” You tried to be stern but the smirk on Harry’s face paired with MJ lips twitching up didn’t help your case. “Yes madame.”

Or your phones been off for a couple months, so you’re callin’ me now

He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours before turning back to eat his lunch. You smile was big as you stared at him but something caught your attention. From behind him you saw Peter, Gwen, and Ned walking. Gwen had her arm wrapped around Peter’s arm. Ned was talking to Gwen about something and Peter was already staring at you. You gave him a small smile and a head nod before turning back to your small group.

“Hey, did Mr. Harrington ever say when the essay was due?”

“I cant keep going. My brain is fried.” You groaned as you flopped down on MJ’s bed and rested your arms over your eyes to block the light from coming in.

“Yeah, i’m pretty burnt too. You hungry? I can order some pizza.”

“Please?” You begged and sat up as MJ was looking for the number on her phone your phone buzzed with a message. It was Harry.

Can you come over tomorrow? I wanna spend time with you <3

You bit your lip go hide to hide the smile that was threatening to come through. Harry was always so sweet with you. He had a cocky front that he showed everyone else, sometimes with you as well. But you knew deep down he was a teddy bear. Texts like this showed that. And even though Harry explained to you that his father never showed him love, and continues not to, he doesn’t see a reason not to show love.

But I ran out of every reason

“Hey, can you please stop sexting Harry? I’m trying to hang out with you.” A pillow collided with your face and you gasped.

“MJ! I’m not sexting Harry. He wants to know if I can hang out tomorrow. It’s sweet.” You quickly responded back to his text and told him you could.

“You two are disgustingly cute. It makes me sick. And tell him to stop hogging you, I feel like he’s always with you. Does he not know he has to share?” You threw your head back and laughed at her.

“So now i’m an object of sharing? Nice to know.” You laughed and soon MJ was joining in with you.

Took a while, I was in denial when I first heard

That you moved on quicker than I coulda ever, you know that hurt

“I’m happy for you, Y/N. I know the whole thing with Peter had you in a funk..” You looked down at your hands and nodded. You still thought about Peter often. Soley because you had him in some of your classes and you constantly saw him around school. But you never thought of him like you used to. You stopped loving the way his smile reached his eyes and lit up the whole room. You stopped loving his curls. You stopped loving his unconditional kindness.

It was over now, officially. You weren’t hurting anymore and it felt so amazing to say it. The storm had passed and had taken Peter Parker with it. You were happy now with Harry. So extremely happy. You didn’t actually think it was possible but after giving the relationship a chance, you couldn’t believe how happy you were with Harry.

You never wanted to depend your happiness on soley being in a relationship. You were better than that. But you were finding you were happy by yourself and with Harry. It was the best middle ground. You thought you had to depend on Peter or a relationship to be content. And it definitely wasn’t true.

“I’m just glad that it’s all over with. And Peter was an asshole to you.” You both laughed at her statement.

“Yeah, i’m glad it’s over too.” She smiled at you before tapping a button on her phone.

“Hi, I’d like to place an order for delivery.”

Swear, for awhile, I would stare at my phone just to see your name

Gwen Stacy gasped as she read the note that fell out of her locker. It was the fourth one this week. And she couldn’t count how many she got over all. Apparently she was a dirty two-faced snake. She preached girl supporting girls but to everyone else she stole someone’s boyfriend which didn’t exactly sit right with the girls of the school. Gwen didn’t mean for it to happen and she tried explaining it to some of the girls in her art class but they just rolled their eyes at her.

“Another one? Let me see.” Peter grabbed the note and read over it before tearing to to shreds.

“Yes, another one Peter. In fact the fourth one this week. And maybe if i’m lucky i’ll get one tomorrow and see what else the girls have to say about me in the girls restroom. I can’t keep doing this Peter.” Gwen slammed her locker and held her head in her hands.

“Ok, well i’ll go talk to Mr. Harrington. Or even the principal. I’ll tell them that it’s been getting out of hand and—”

“No, Peter. That’s not what I mean. I mean I can’t do this. Us.” Gwen crossed her arms over her chest and refused to look at Peter because she knew if she did she’d melt.

“W-what? Gwen, what do mean?”

“Peter I cant keep living like this! People hate me all because you broke Y/N’s heart. And I can’t blame them either becuase you left her for me, you broke the poor girl. I’d hate me too.”

“They’ll get over it! It’s none of their buisness.” He reached over and tried to grab the girls hands but she instantly pulled away.

“Peter, I really like you. I do. But with college applications coming up and school’s scouting, I can’t risk letting this affect me getting into NYU. I don’t have the time for petty school drama.”

“Gwen, cmon. Please, I really like you too. I can figure something out.” He pleaded. He couldn’t let Gwen go, not after everything that happened with you.

“I’m sorry, Pete. I really am.” She leaned up and kissed his cheek before smiling sadly at him. She turned with her books in her hand and walked away.

Peter groaned and kicked the locker next to him. It created a dent and some people began to whisper and point. He sighed before walking to his first class.

‘Did you hear what happened????’

You furrowed yourself brows at MJ’s text. You quickly looked up and seen your teacher pointing to the board and explaining today’s lesson. You placed your phone in your lap as you typed back a response.

‘Hear what? Did Flash trip and fall into the trash again?’

You looked up again and pretended to take notes and waited for her to text back. Once you felt your phone buzz your eyes nearly bulged out of your head

‘No! Though that would make my day— Gwen broke up with Peter! Some junior over heard it from their locker and started to spread it. That’ll show him!’

You gulped as you put your phone away and stared ahead. Peter no longer had Gwen. Peter no longer had the girl he left you for. She ended it with him. You had a mix of emotions. For one you wanted to rub your relationship in his face. He left you for someone and now they broke up with him.

You couldn’t believe how much it back fired on him. You wanted to laugh in his face and call him a huge idiot. You wouldn’t ever dare think of leaving him. He got his karma.

But you also felt a little sad for him. Gwen broke up with him. You couldn’t imagine how upset and sad he was feeling. But you couldn’t shake the feeling of it being his fault. Becuase maybe it was.

The rest of the week was filled with gossip about Peter being dumped by Gwen. The girls said he deserved it but also thought it didn’t excuse Gwen either. She noticed she still got stared in the hall but the whispers stopped and so did the writing in the restroom. It was a start.

They scoffed at Peter and made sure to give him a dirty look. Peter wasn’t feeling too good either. He couldn’t belive he lost you and Gwen. Ned tried to reasure him that it wasn’t meant to be. All Peter did was smile and nod. And then he saw you smiling and laughing with Harry. Living your best life and he felt jealous and angry. Jealous and angry that you were happy without him. And jealous and angry that Harry was the one to kiss you and give you hugs from behind.

That should be me.

He hated himself for thinking that. He broke up with you. He left you. So why was he thinking about you like he had in the past? It dawned on him for the next few days that letting you go was a mistake. He didn’t actually like Gwen, he liked the idea of her. The popular, girl next door version of Gwen Stacy is what he liked. Sure, Gwen was funny and nice and smart but so were you. And much more in his opinion.

He was an idiot who let you go because he liked the idea of someone. He chose that over loving you.

“The blood drive took way longer than I thought.” You pressed your phone against your ear with your shoulder as you began to enter your locker combination.

“Well saving lives isn’t a two second process miss Y/L/N.” You rolled your eyes at Harry being sarcastic.

“I can’t believe your missing school to attend one of your dads meeting in the Upper East Side.” Harry chuckled and shrugged.

“What can I say? I’m a buisness man too.” Harry’s father glared at him as they walked in the halls of the conference room. He knew that was his way of telling Harry to get off the phone.

“Hey, babe. I have to go, the meetings starting soon. I’ll see you tomorrow. Stay safe.”

“Bye, Harry. See you.” You smiled as you hung up the phone and pocketed your phone. You were excused for two of your class periods and now had to be at your next one as the bell rang. You quickly grabbed the books you needed and slammed the locker shut. You gasped in surprise when you seen who was behind the locker.

“Peter? Um, what are you doing?” You looked around anxiously to see if any other students noticed you and the curly haired boy standing within a few feet of each other. They had.

“H-how are you?”

“I’m good? Do you need something? I have physics next and—”

“Your teacher will kill you if you’re late.” He chuckled as he nervously twiddled his fingers. You didn’t laugh though. “How-How’s being able to drive now? I bet it feels like you have a ton of freedom.”

“Peter, i’m sorry if this sounds rude but what do you want? You’ve made it pretty clear these past few months you don’t want anything to do with me. So what do you need? Is this about you being you-know-who?” You whispered the last part to make sure no one heard. “I promise I won’t tell Harry or anyone else.”

“No! It’s not that it’s... Okay I know this might sound so crazy and insane but please, just hear me out.” He had his puppy dog eyes on and you couldn’t ever resist them. What was a few minutes?

“You have like two minutes before I have to go.” You glanced at your phone for the time.

“Okay, sweet. First off I want to say how sorry I am for the way I treated you, Y/N. It was so shitty and I just tossed you to the side. I will never be able to forgive myself for that but I was hoping... maybe you can?”

You smiled at the boy once you realized what he was doing. He was giving you a formal apology. Though it was long over due you knew you couldn’t hold a grudge against him. You just weren’t that person. And you were finally over Peter. It was all working out.

“Of course, I can forgive you, Peter. Thank you for apologizing. It does mean a lot. Well i’ll see you around?” Peter’s brows furrowed before quickly shaking his head.

“Wait that’s not all.” Your looked at him quizzically and urged him to continue. “I was wondering I-if you’d like to give us, me and you, another try. At dating, of course.” He smiled at you and suddenly you were no longer smiling. You took a step back as you stared at him in disbelief.

How dare he? How dare he break your heart and then come running back to you the moment Gwen breaks up with him. You were his second choice and that hurt. And to top it off, you were with Harry, happily.

“How dare you, Peter Parker?” Peter gulped as he recognized the anger and disappointment in your tone.

“Becuase shit isn’t going your way, you think this is okay?” You voice was now raised and now suddenly everyone in the hall turned to face you two.

“Y/N, please. Just let me explain—”

“Now suddenly you’re asking for me back? Could you tell me where’d you get the nerve?” You spit and Peter didn’t think he’d ever seen you so mad.

“I made a huge mistake. I miss you. I miss us.” He tried pleading but you scoffed

“You can say you miss all that we had but I don’t really care how bad you’re hurting, Peter. Not when you broke me first.”

There were tears in your eyes and your heart was heavy. How could he do this to you? You were over him now and then he comes and pull this stunt. You were also very angry.

“Y/N, please. I—”

“I don’t want to heart it, Parker! Leave me alone! I mean it, Peter. Don’t talk to me anymore, don’t look at me in the halls or in our classes. Don’t even think about me. It’s over Peter. Find your dignity while you’re at it.” You spat and purposely pushed his shoulder roughly with yours.

You tried to ignore the whispers as you started to speed walk to the nearest restroom, your class long forgotten.

You tried to hold in your sob as your thoughts began to eat you alive. But you couldn’t hold back as it pried its way to the surface. You didn’t care about if the floor was dirty as you slid down to hug your knees. All you could think was screw Peter Parker. This wasn’t the Peter you knew. Peter would never publicly humiliate you and turn you into a joke. But he did.

What did you think would happen?

I’ll never let you have it

What did you think would happen?

You had to remind yourself that he in fact did do those things. You were a game to Peter, it seemed. His second choice. And it hurt, you hate to admit that it hurt.

“Y/N.” MJ walked into the bathroom and sighed when she saw you on the floor.

“I-Is the whole sch-school talking ab-about me?” You hiccuped and she placed a hand on your knee and gently rubbed her hand back and forth.

“The only thing they’re saying is how Peter’s a jackass and you don’t deserve that.” You sighed and nodded and tried to brush your tears away.

“I just can’t believe he would d-do this to me. It’s like i’m a jo-joke.” You sniffled and MJ scoffed. “He’s such a dick. Once I get my hands on him—”

“No, MJ. It’s fine. I gave him a piece of my mind already.” You smiled weakly at her and she helped you off the floor. She shook her head with a scowl and then snorted.

“What?”

“Once Harry hears about his little stunt, Peter is done for.”

Your eyes widened as you thought about Harry. He tolerated Peter because of you and once he hears what happened, you have a good idea what he’d do.

“My god, I have to call him. But he’s in a stupid high class professional meeting.” You whipped out your phone and went to his contact. You couldn’t call him but you thought a text should be enough until you see him later.

‘Don’t freak out...Peter asked me out again

BUT!!!! I obviously said no and handled to situation!

So when you come to school tomorrow and hear about the drama pls don’t pummel Peters face in ??? <3’

“Hm. That should hold him off. Let’s skip class and go watch the cheerleaders fall from their pyramid.” You tried to keep a straight face but ended up laughing.

“Yeah, i’m down for that.” MJ smiled at you and started to walk out of the bathroom.

You sighed and thought about if Peter was hurting right now. But then you shook your head.

But I don’t really care how bad it hurts

When you broke me first

He broke you first and now he had to deal with the aftermath, not you.

[maybe-its-micheal]

We know the Techno sewing head canon, and we love it. Techno sitting by the fire patching tears in his cloak after a fight? Beautiful. But I raise you...

He also weaves his own fabrics.

He can't make synthetic stuff, so stretchy material was really hard, but not impossible. It took him a few months, but he learned to make a pretty good prototype, which he later perfected and combined with a thin but tightly woven swatch of linen to craft a binder. It was given as a gift to Fundy, his first real (and safe) binder! The fox man later commissioned more, and each time they were finished he was always sure to over-pay generously as a sign of his gratitude.

Unfortunately, a fabric Techno hasn't been able to master yet is the light weight but sturdy and firm peice he's been working on since Philza joined. After the explosion damaged his friend's wings, Techno had stayed up night after night trying to make something that could substitute feathers, bit hasn't been successful yet. He tried using something other than fabric to build a frame-work, mixing different materials, beating and stretching existing fabrics to make them lighter, but nothing has worked. He hasn't given up though, and he hasn't told Phil either. He's going to figure out someday, he's promised himself that, and when he does he wants it to be a surprise for Phil.

He can also work metal into long, thin, and flexible peices of wire that can be woven like fabric. Mixing this with wool creates a very heavy, strong, yet flexible material that he puts under his armor plates. It allows him to be more flexible in combat while also taking less damage because of the extra protection it provides, which is a part of the reason he's so successful in battle! The only other people he's given armor made from this custom material were Phil and Tommy. During L'manburg's last explosion, Tommy died and Techno found his stuff. He took the armor back, leaving everything else. He has going to destroy it... but it still sits in a chest in the vault. He considered giving it to Ranboo, but decided to make more instead. He wasn't ready to let it go.

Hes also the best when it comes to dying fabrics without getting the colors all muddy! He got a lot of practice when Eret commissioned him for all those pride banners, and has been the go-to guy for flags ever since. The most awkward experience to come from that was Tubbo commissioning the Flag of New L'mamburg while Techno was in retirement. He took the order, but the exchange was still pretty strange. It reminded him of a few months back when Schlatt commissioned him for a giant Manburg flag. You'd think asking the anarchist revolutionary to make your flag wouldn't be many people's first go to, right? Like father like son, I suppose...

The hardest thing for him is making ribbon. The thread is delicate, and even the slightest mistakes are visible in the final product. Niki is always grateful, though, and never seems to have any complains with how it turns out! Apparently the reason she requests ribbons so often is because she loves using them to tie back her hair, and its one of the few things she can't make herself, but she goes to the nether fairly often and they always seem to catch on fire somehow. After learning about this Techno started working on a special type of ribbon infused with a fire resistance potion that won't burn. So far he can only make it in orange, but he's been working in other colors, and knowing him it won't be long before he cracks it.

It turns out Badboyhalo is rather fond of corsets? He is nine and a half feet tall, which is very hard on the back, so it makes sense he'd like the support they provide. He'd never seen one in his actual size, though, before meeting Technoblade, but now he has one in all of his favorite colors! It takes a while to weave so much fabric, especially since the thickness makes it develope slowly, not to mention how long it took him to craft a pattern that worked with Bad's body type, but he's always so proud of how they turn out. Bad even gets a discount, since they both stream on YouTube! Even if he also uses twitch... and all this recent egg buisness... y'know, Techno has been thinking about going back on the while discount thing, actually...

[angloie]

Charms.  5/10

> Annabeth would rather not have her ordeal with some of the world's biggest malefactors exposed. Not when her multi-million dollar company could be on the line. But a certain sea green eyed assassin had a little thing out for her-- things consisting of attempting to eventually kill her.

> Assassin! Percy x CEO! Annabeth.

> Warnings: angst + fluff, some violence. Mentions of alcohol.

pt. 1 || pt. 2 || pt. 3 || pt. 4

“Percy!”

“Yeah, yeah, hold on!”

A gust of wind howls past the two, lifting the multi-cloloured kite into the air. It whirls, then finds another gust to steady itself on. Estelle giggles.

“Gimme!” She runs up to Percy, chubby arms reaching out to grab the string attatched. He smiles and hands it to her before tying it securely onto her wrist. The four year old dashes around in circles, waving the kite high up in the air along with her.

He'd missed this. Sally, Estelle, Paul- Percy had made a surprise visit to them earlier this day, apparently on a so called -'buisness trip'. Buisness? Well, technically, yes. But the kind of buisness wasn't exactly what people would call legal. 

It hurt to see them with unknowing smiles and heartful greetings. They had prepared blue cookies for him as soon as Percy entered too! He had lied to them; something Percy had been doing more often lately. 

But what they didn't know couldn't hurt them, right?

It was a foolish saying. It was the only thing keeping Percy from the borders of breaking down.

Speaking of which- Percy had gathered more information about his target. Er- targets.

They all had seemed to have different positions. Thalia: the sharpshooter. Good with guns but even better with bows. He should definitely not underestimate her. Luke: More of a close-range fighter. The con artist. Most likely would be in a disguise role, of some type. Will indefinitely be a problem due to the lack of information on him. Annabeth. 

The woman seemed to be the Mastermind of it all, so percy assumed she would be tucked away elsewhere on the night of the heist. Little is known about her fighting style.

One thing that really stood out to Percy was not of their plan, (to which he didn't know. yet.) was their major lack of people. no alliances. allys. partners. (well, not that he or anyone in the agency had known of.)

Smirking to himself, Percy clicks his tounge. This job was almost too easy. 

“Let’s go there!”

“Okay!”

It was easy to find the serendipity in moments like these. Stress free. Care free. No life-risking gig he called a job. It was so terribly easy to relax when your mind is off much more worse things.

“I’m getting pretty tired,” He starts, both him and Estelle laying on a grassy hill. The grass tickled their ankles whenever a cool breeze passes. “What about you? Ready to hit the hay?”

“Mmm.” Estelle turns to her side. The warm coloured sky shows bright oranges and pinks above them, setting sun casting a gold glow. Her arms are splayed in front of her. “Can we get Ice cream?”

“Didn’t we, like, have a ton of cookies earlier? So unhealthy.” Percy laughs and rolls his eyes jokingly. Hes made it a point to call her out on such childish antics, but he usually just joins in as well. Hes something of a hypocrite. “From the place nearby?”

“Yeah!”

Maybe he's willing to ditch the whole assasin-thing when he's had his fun.

“One cotton candy and cookie dough, please.” Percy says to the worker behind the glass. Estelle oogles at the ice cream, her face mere inches away from it. The worker blushes at Percy and hands him the two cones.

“Thank you!”

The worker stammers. “N-No problem.” He clears his throat awkwardly, hand covering his face as he returns to the other customers. 

“Yummy,” Estelle practically inhales the treat, just like Percy. He smiles to himself. When she pauses to stop, she asks him something. “Do you have to leave, Percy? Why can't you stay with us?”

“We both know I can't do that.” He replies almost immediately. Sadness laces his tone. “But I'll always visit. Like usual.”

“Aww.”

“But I'm just staying somewhere else for now. I'll always visit. Like usual.” Percy pats her on the head.

Estelle clamps her two hands together in a sudden plea. "Let me go back to the hotel with you!"

"No can do, kid."

"Please!"

"Nope."

"Pleaseeeeeee?" She looks like she's seconds away from getting on her knees. "But I'll miss you!"

"And I'll miss you too," Percy shakes his head, brows furrowed. "But you better get up there before mom gets worried."

Estelle scoffs. "Like she's ever worried when I'm with you."

Her words take Percy aback. She should really take that back- considering his little job and all. Right, right. What they didn't know couldn't hurt them. What they didn't know couldn't hurt them. What they didn't know couldn't hurt th-

“Listen,” he kneels down to Estlle's height, a small smile dancing on his lips. “I gotta go. You don't want the scary monsters to get'cha, do you?” Percy wiggles his fingers in her face creepily. 

“Monsters aren't real,” She huffed.

“You’re seven. You haven't seen anything yet. Not get your butt inside!” He points to the tall building. She groans, starting to walk. 

“Bye! Visit soon!” Estelle waves, a sad pout etching her features. 

“Will do!” Percy mock-salutes and waves. He, unfortunately, knows that those odds aren't in his favour. It's not like they ever were anyways.

Taking a car was overrated. Why not a nice, nostalgic walk back to the hotel? He had missed all the urban scenery. Except the rats. Percy hates the damn rats in New York.

It's rather quiet for that night. Usually the sounds of cars honking or the buzz of chatter overtook all times of the day, but certainly not tonight. It's especially true when Percy walks past the dark alleyway on the way back to the hotel.

Well, you know what they say. Alleyways can never mean any good.

“Umph!” Theres a sickening sound of a punch, and then the crunching of gravel. He’s immediately on guard.

As if on que, body comes flying in front of Percy, laying on the dirtied sidewalk. They groan in pain as they look up.

“H-help! Please!” They- He, scrambles up from his spot. There's a forming purple bruise on the side of his face, tears welling up in fear filled eyes. 

What he said before wasn't all that true. You know, monsters and all. It just so happens monsters can take much different forms. Human ones, per se.

“Wha-”

Another person comes dashing out of the alleyway. The person looks identical to the other, a deep crimson stream of blood trickling down his mouth. “There’s someone c-chasing us!” He turns back to the dark area. “Please, no-"

“-I know you two got money on ya! Petty kids like you piss me off!” A figure comes from the alley, features shrouded in shadows.

Greedy monsters.

Gods, Percy wished he would stay back in the dark. Pale skin clashes horribly with yellow disgusting teeth, grey stringy hair splayed across his forehead. The man (Can he even be called human even?) Takes another step forward.

Disgusting monsters.

Like smelly Gabe.

“Oh? What's this?” The man laughs, chest heaving up and down. He looks pretty old from what Percy can see. “Running for help?”

“Look old man,” Percy takes a step in front of the two cowering boys. “What do you think you're doing?”

He scoffs. “Stay out of this, prettyboy! Or I won't hesitate.” He reaches for his pocket where there's a small lump. Oh, and is that-

The all too familiar sound of a gun cocking makes itself clear.

-A gun, He wants to finish. How quaint.

“You can't be serious!” One of the boys from behind him harshly whispers.

“We should run, mister!” The other one whimpers. 

“You know, old man,” Percy glares from under his brow now, eyes dangerously filled with malicious intent. “If I went back to New York just to be threatened by some old hag, then maybe I wouldn't have in the first place.”

“B-bad idea..” They both whisper.

He swears a vein the the old man's forehead pops. “You little piece of shit-" The gun steadies itself straight in his direction. “I’ll show you-!”

Such a fool.

Such a fool indeed, not getting to finish that worthless sentence.

In a split second give or take, Percy's fist wedges itself into the hag's face. It's music to his ears, hearing the satisfying crunch of bones and who knows what. 

It takes one more second for the gun to be kicked into the road. Two more for the man to be completely knocked out, blood staining his face. He shudders.

“Out already?” Percy laughs bitterly. How terribly, utterly weak. And stupid, not knowing who he was.

“Holy shit.” One of the boys mutter under his breath. “That was cool, dude!”

“Yeah! Thank you!”

'Its no problem', is what he wants to reply with. Before that can happen of course, car tires screech on the gravel road behind them.

Uh oh. 

That must be the cops. Cops never meant any good, right? Percy can't go to jail! Well, he can, but not like this! Would they take him in a cell now? Would he be locked up for life if they discovered his true identity? Would They-

“Matthew! Bobby!” A voice calls out frantically. Legs sweep out of the modern white car and onto the gravel ground. Shoes click at the impact. “Where have you two been!?” The boys shy away awkawardly, but soon inch their way forward towards her.

They're rather hesitant. “We... um...”

“Oh,” The woman eyes their features as her hands come up to cup their faces. “Who did this? That man?” She fusses over their injuries, hands rubbing against the wounds.

“No! It was another old dude. The one on the ground.” The boy, Bobby, points to the figure laying as he recalls the story of how they got like that. “This guy beat him up for us.”

“And it was totally cool too!” Matthew beams.

“You two will be the death of me!” She pulls them closer. “Iv’e been searching for you two literally everywhere. Don't go dissapearing like that again.”

“kay.”

“What do you have to say for yourselves?” Her voice is dangerously laced with anger and irritation.

“M’sorry.”

“And to the nice man?”

“Thanks, dude- I mean, mister.”

Percy straightens his back. Was he staring or something? He feels like he's not supposed to be there. “I-its fine.” He sighs nervously as he eyes the woman. Sea-green eyes widen in sudden shock.

His throat runs dry. “Its,” 

“You!” The woman finished for him. Annabeth... Chase? “Percy!”

“Annabeth?” Percy guffaws in disbelief. “What are you doing here?”

“These are my step brothers, Matthew and bobby. I-Im sorry for running into you like this!” She apologizes, the anger in her tone washed away. “This is pretty embarrassing, to be honest.”

“Same here.” He shakes his head.

“Um, how have you been?”

He blinks. His targets aren't usually supposed to act towards him in such... a carefree and friendly way. It's almost strange to him. 

“I’m doing good. You?”

“Great, great...” She trails off awkwardly. The sudden change of air leaves the two of them tense. Percy especially; a bead of sweat forms on his temple.The blood on his hands must not look very appealing to her. It's not all apealling to him either.

The engine of the car revs.

“You know what?” Annabeth claps her hands together. “Why don't I give you a ride back to the hotel? Assuming your still staying there, and all.”

“Really? You're too generous,” He laughs. This opportunity is golden. But is it really necessary? I mean, Percy's palms are starting to sweat for no reason at all. Not to mention his heart rate's gone up a little. That cannot be good news.

“Its fine. It looks like you don't have much of an option.” She ushers him forward towards the car that sits beside the curb. “Being out late isn't very safe and all.”

“O-of course!” He stutters. Matthew and Bobby nudge each other as they get inside, muttering inconspicuous things. 

-

If you would also Percy what he would be doing at that time of night, he would probably respond with 'eating dinner'. 

Unfortunate or not, he was confused on why he was in there. sitting beside one of the wealthiest women in the world. Why was she so persistent on getting him in there, anyways?

And why was he nervous? 

Annabeth Chase gave the address to the driver, to which he nodded and started the car.

Silence.

If you disclose the loud talking of her step brothers, that is. Gods, they were really talkative weren't they?

“Percy,” Annabeth starts quietly. Her tone is hushed- like she doesn't want the two boys to hear. “I saw you back there.”

He falters. “Is that so?”

She nods. “They were right. You sure do pack a punch.” Then why didn't you say something back then?

“Thanks. That... Means a lot, coming from you.” Percy dryly replies. 

“No unnecessary movents, nor any time wasted.” Theres a lot more things Annabeth wants to add. His form? Flawless. Kunckles aimed right for a key pressure point and bundle of nerves, legs placed in just the spots. Not even a breath wasted. Perfect. 

“You ever heard of Kronos?”

“As in that criminal mastermind? Then yes.”

“Good, good. What do you think of him?”

“I mean, he's a crminal. So I guess what he does isn't very good.” Percy tilts his head to the side in confusion. 

She stares right at him now, grey eyes clashing with his own. “Please, be honest. I'm not looking for a simple answer.”

He picks the skin at his hands, fidgeting. “Well... I think he carries out his heists quite well. I've seen a few reports about him. The heists always seem to be.. Well thought of. Strageticaly planned.” Percy grins inwardly. He knows exactly what Kronos does. After nights of studying, reasearching, that information is practically ingraved in his head. He knows that it was almost always Annabeth behind the scenes, planning it all out. 

Matthew and Bobby sing along loudly to some song.

Annabeth smiles coyly. “Have you ever considered joining him? And me as well, of course.”

“I- What?” This time it's Percy who's shocked. His target, Annabeth Chase, was asking him...

To become one of them.

What the fuck?

“I could never be part of something so.. scandalous, Annabeth!” Oh, Percy can definitely be a part of that. He's just playing the innocent card. 

“Don’t be silly.” Annabeth closes her eyes and sighs. “I’m not stupid. Back at the hotel, I saw your little arsenal. You couldn't possibly be involved in such illegal activity, can you?” She chuckles at his slack jaw. 

She saw that?

“It isn't what you think! They're just kitchen supplies! Apollo shipped them in from some exotic country, that's all.” Percy 'tries' to reasonate.

Well, he'll be dammed. For a while, Percy had been thinking about their little plan. Turns out, he was going to be part of it.

This'll be fun.

“iv’e seen how you move, Percy! That driving experience. That fighting style. It can't just be for nothing.” She repeats herself. “So, what do you think of doing me and a my two dear friends?”

He gives her a side look. “And what can I gain from this?” His expressions changed again; this time a more cold and calm look. 

She knows. 

Not the full picture, but she knows.

“Thirty-five million, give or take.” Annabeth yawns. That's a big amount of money. That could be put some down use. Good or bad. “So? What do you say?”

“I...” Percy sighs at the passing scenery. “I’m in.”

She smirks. 

“Good.”

guess who defied all odds and updated? 

[anxiouspotato]

Ways my sister and cousin have given me a concussion

Okay, so today i'm only going to go into two of my head injuries from my sister and cousin. These are two of my favorite out of the MANY they've done to me before. Now i'm not going to lie, I don't remember some incidents and even with the two i'll be talking about today, I don't remember everything. The reason for this is simple. With these two I was knocked out cold for a solid couple of minutes (by a couple I mean like ten for one and like five for the other)

"Will's karate kick"

So like I said details are foggy. So at our grandmas house we fight with like these plastic swords she keeps at her house and nerf guns that kind of thing. We also don't use any of that and litterally beat the shit out of each other until somebody gets seriously hurt, is bleeding, or surrenders. So this one time me and Will were fighting in the hallway. We weren't using anything but our bare hands. I guess this is the right time to mention Will's had karate lessons before. He's pretty good. Out of the three of us once my sister is added into the mix, i'm usually the first one out. They're both much better at fighting than I am, but don't worry I can still kick ass when I want to. So on this day in particular my sister was standing on the sideline (in the bathroom doorway) cheering Will on. Now again past this point I don't really remember anything. I remember he got this really great kick in and knocked my feet out from under me. That's it. I woke back up to one of my girl cousins smacking me in the face, my grandma trying to make sure I was still alive, Addy laughing and Will being IDK... he was just standing there. My grandma was also SCREAMING at Will. My youngest boy cousin Aiden was asking if he should call 911... it was HILARIOUS... that is if I wasn't laying on the floor with the worst headache of my life, the light was killing my eyes and the mass chaos was making my head pound. So according to Will and Addy I was apparently out for like ten minutes.

"The excorism"

The next one is kind of funny. I come from a very religous family (kind of but that's nobody's buisness) so we were messing around in our grandmas bedroom the three of us when Will and Addy came up with this ridiculous idea that I was possed by satan and needed an excorism IMMEDIATLY. So I don't remember much again. I was kinda out of it... and so they put something on my forehead (I REALLY don't want to know what) in the sign of the Holy cross. Then they pushed me off the bed, which completely caught me off guard. I was knocked out for like a solid five minutes... so again that's as much as I have for this one. I don't remember much about this... so I think the next story I want to share (not tonight though I've been typing this for like half an hour) is the time I got stuck in a baby swing when I was like twelve years old. So until then!

@onedirectiontwoways

[yoongisfxtish]

➣bts mafia! au

"let's get this straight- you're mine and only mine, min yoongi."

➣pairing: jungkook x yoongi

☒ mature subject matters are exhibited through this au. don't recreate nor glorify these actions. this is intended for mature audiences. if you do not enjoy reading about anything such as gore, abuse, suicide, and more, don't read.

➣ top!gguk bttm!yoongi

...

"i told you to bring the money," said kim namjoon as he let a puff of his cigar flow into the breeze, leaving a lingering smell present on the street corner. namjoons face was frozen as if it were stone, showing no emotion whatsoever to the man cornered.

"i'll have it soon..i promise. give me a bit." the stranger said with an uncontrollable shakiness. kim taehyung  imerged from the car he was waiting in, almost as if on cue.

namjoon leaned over to the man and whispered in his ear. "you don't want me to bring you to mr. jeon, do you? you have three options. give us the money, we kill you on spot, or we have mr jeon torture your sorry ass. what will it be?" taehyung stood beside namjoon as he pulled out the gun he had.

"make your choice wisely, man." taehyung said as the shaken man gasped for air. he must've been claustrophobic, because the two boys were cornering him and making sure that he couldn't do a thing. namjoon leaned in and put out his cigar bud on the man's forearm, making him wince in pain.

"f-fine. i'll give you the money." the man says as he pulls out the money he had been indebted, as the sound of a police car wails in the background. the two take the money and leave the man sitting in a pool of his own nervous sweat. "get in." taehyung said to namjoon as he floored it, almost hitting a man walking his dog. namjoon gasped as taehyung did so, fake crying at the action.

"chill man! you almost killed a dog.." namjoon spoke as he frowned, taehyung shaking his head. "we kill people on the daily, and you're worried about a dog? ugh, i could use a coffee. wanna go to seokjin's place?"

namjoon's face heated up at the mention of seokjin.

"boss will kill us if we don't take him. he likes to flirt with every desperate twink he sees." namjoon spoke as he rolled his eyes. taehyung sighed and started towards the boss's location. "don't get me wrong...but aren't you a bottom?" taehyung and namjoon jumped at the voice in the back seat, which wore a smile on his face. it was jung hoseok, thank god.

"FUCK THE BOSS LETS GO STEAL THE TWINKS FOR OURSELVES!!" hoseok screeched as namjoon yelled at him to be quiet. god damn, he was a real idiot sometimes.

taehyung ignored hoseok in the back seat and messaged jungkook that they would be picking him up. hoseok snatched the phone out of his hand and read the response. taehyung looked back at him with a death stare. "what? you shouldn't be on your phone when you're driving either way. boss said okay."

"good because we are here. text him-"

"get out of the front dumb bitch" jungkook said to namjoon as he did so, leaving the older look a fool. jungkook laughed as he got in the front. "you know i'm just fucking with you. i'll take the back with hoseok."

jungkooks black hair jumped as he walked towards the door to the back seat. opening it slowly, he got in and made sure not to slam the door. jungkook had always been very laid back with the boys- they were family, after all. he was the one who took on the leadership role, and was willing to do many of the gruesome things the others weren't. seeing as he was the boss, the boys all had some level of fear imbedded in them, in which the youngest found hilarious.

"jungkook is in a really good mood today guys.. i'm terrified." hoseok said laughing, earning a smile from jungkook as well.

"duh. i get to go to my favorite cafe. maybe i'll even take someone home-"

"I KNEW IT" namjoon yelled as he punch taehyung on the shoulder, who looked absolutely mortified that he had done that. "sorry, tae." namjoon said pouting.

"we are here losers." taehyung spoke, the boys faces lighting up.

"namjoon gets to order" jungkook said as he nudged the older and winked, making him blush madly. he flipped his boss off as he walked up to the register. they always ordered the same thing.

taehyung liked black coffee

hoseok liked green tea

jungkook liked mocha with whipped cream and sprinkles on top. yes, i know, what a manly drink.

but you cant help the fact he likes it, can you? 

exactly.

"ah! my favorite person ever right now, good afternoon joonie" seokjin greeted namjoon as he said hi back, making small talk in between orders. by the time they were ready, the two had already exchanged numbers and set up a long awaited date.

taehyung and hoseok got bored as namjoon and jungkook were talking to people they knew. the two ended up playing thumb wars while they waited.

jungkook, however, was chatting up his friend jimin, who worked as a barista. the two talked about recent life events and recent hookups as well, that of which had jimin smirking.

"hey, you see that dude over there? he's super easy." jimin said, pointing over to the counter. he pointed to a young man who looked to be a bit older than jungkook.

"yeah. he's not my type." spoke the younger boy while smirking, "i think i just may resort to going back to one of my other hookups for tonight..."

"jungkook, we gotta go. duty calls." said namjoon ask

jungkook sighed deeply, grabbing his coat from the chair he was sitting on.

"bye gukkie!" said seokjin as he waved goodbye, making a smile appear on the younger boys face. "boss, i think you may have to come to this house."

"and why is that? jungkook tilted his head as taehyung let out a breath.

"it's mr. mins house. namjoon background checked him and apparently he has a son in there. the son however isn't active in any of the dealing he does. we need to get the money and get out, as soon as we can. we can't disturb the son- he will probably call the police."

"here, just look. he's good for society and i would rather not hurt anyone that does good. i know it's probably better if we did kill him, but we need to have some humanity, besides: i believe our buisness purposal will not go as well when we bring a corpse to the fathers door." taehyung spoke with a stone face, almost inviting jungkook to impose new questions.

"you know you're hot when you're serious." jungkook stated as taehyungs face remained cold.

"you may be my boss, and the leader of the busan mafia, but i can sure as hell kick your ass, bunny." taehyung growled at the younger boy, who threw his hands up.

"okay, okay." jungkook shrugged

"let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

...

part one

☒i do not own the gif. credit to whoever does.

[ohmaiwhathavewedone]

Entering the loft, setting the grocery Valon picked up on the counter. " I'll cook dinner tonight" laying a kiss on her cheek. " How was lunch with Mina?" While sorting through the bags. A pause in her response causing him to look up. " something wrong?" Leaning across the bar top to study the blonde.

She sat there head resting in her hands. " Everything is better now. I said something I shouldn't have to Kaiba without realizing it would cause an issue between him and Mina." Letting out a deep sigh. Picking up the sorrow in her tone.

" I didn't know things even bothered the man. Aside from buisness." Rolling her eyes playfully trying to lighten her mood again.

" Well if your words hurt him..that sounds like he has his own issues to sort out with himself and or his girl. Sorry you threw a torch on whatever that was." Smiling at her. "But still, I am going to have to be more mindful. Anyway, how did your job hunt go?" Changing the subject. Catching on he went back to putting away the groceries. " Fairly well, I should say. I have high hopes for a repair shop. They only do motorcycles. That is right up my alley." She admired the pride in his voice as he went on. " It would pay well and keep me local." Turn towards her again. " Unless you don't want me to stick around?" Leaning against the counter top giving her puppy dog eyes.

Rising from her seat to approach him. " Now why would I want you to leave?" Sliding her hands up his shirt, resting her head against him.

Wrapping his arms around her, kissing her head repeatedly. "

A fuzz buzz came from Mai's purse. Yugi sending out the reminder text for the group dinner tomorrow. " Hey guys! It's our turn this week to host. RSVP and BYOB ." Tristen responded and Mina responded for herself and the brothers. Nothing from Joey. Mai sent over " I will be there." And left it at that. Moments later Yugi called. She took the call out on the patio. Yugis cheerful voice coming through the line." Hey Mai, Joey met his sister halfway for the weekend. So he won't be coming. Are you going to invite Valon." She very much wanted to. " No. I don't think that is a good idea just yet. I would love to but..I think that will be best to break in slow. If you and Atem want to get with us one of these days that would be fun." waiting for a response.

" That makes sense. I will get back to you on that but I'm sure we can work something out. See you tomorrow." Ending the call, opening up a new text and started typing to Joey...just to delete it all.

'He hasn't reached out to me either. So why should I?' Entering the loft again. Throwing herself onto the couch. Her companion walked over, gently lifting her head to rest it on his lap. Brushing the hair from her face. " Are they making a fuss about us still? I can't think of something else that would have you down in the dumps like this." Continuing to olay with her hair. " I just want a relaxing day. No nonsense. " sighing ' if that was even possible' turning in to her side. " Where is the closest spa? That'll fix you up. Get you calm and relaxed before the big dinner. "Grinning now. " Nothing they say or do is gonna change my feelings for you. They can't push me away. I am here for you. Remember that, I know we can get through this." Kissing her lips softly, then her check and forehead. " That does sound nice, I know it's just.." trailing off. Unsure how to share her concerns about Joey to him. Burying her face in his lap. " And as long as Wheeler behaves everything will be fine." Leaning deeper into the couch, resting his hand on her waist. Scoping his hand into hers. " That is my worry. We have not talked at all since last week. Yugi said he won't be there tomorrow. I know we need to talk but in a way I am relieved. " letting out a deep sigh. " It will be fine love, you are worrying too much." A ping coming from Valons phone. " I hope that is one of the jobs I applied for." Looking through the email smiling ear to ear. " looks like that shop wants me to do a working interview tomorrow." Changing her position straddling him now, patiently waiting for his email response to finish. Tossing the phone onto the coffee table. Pulling her into him " That is wonderful news." Whispering to the other.

The following day Mai woke early and went for a morning run around the park, coming back home to wake Valon. " You need to get up and eat." Shaking him softly awake. He reached to dragged her back into bed. Dodging him laughing " Oh no you don't, I just came in from a run. Number one I'm gross. Number 2 save that for later mister." Leaving him to get dressed. She ran the coffee pot, then threw together a sandwich and some snacks into a bag for him. Emerging from the bedroom shirt slung over his shoulder, dressed only from the waist down. " You're too good to me Mai" smiling at the sight of the bag. Tossing it to him glaring. " Put your shirt on, I refuse to give in to your temptation." Sticking her tongue out. " hmpf. Alright, alright. " fully dressed now as he slid on boots. " Enjoy yourself tonight with your friends. Call me when you get home? " picking up his back pack and lunch bag.

Mai swung her arms around him,catching his lips in a long kiss. " Yes, sir." Giggling, kissing him one last time then locking the door behind him.

'Oh lord look at this place.' Turning on a dance play list she spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon deep cleaning.

Falling onto the couch she checked the text messages. The group chat had been busy. Playfully teasing about a back up plan for dinner was in the works, apparently Atem was attempting to cook. Tristen asked if the girls would be dressing fancy again. Mai responded " how about you guys look nice for once?" Laughing to herself she should get ready and take over for Atem in the kitchen. " I'll be over soon to save dinner ;)

As she looked for an outfit the phone rang. " Hey girl. What are we wearing tonight. If it were up to mean I am in a sweat pant and big tshirt mood." Answering Mina's phone call. Laughing at her friend " You wouldn't."

Digging on black sweat pants and a white crop top. " putting them on right now. You can stop me. These boys will have no eye candy from me tonight." Putting the phone on speaker to get dressed. " If Valon was going I bet you'd wear that dress again." Teasing the other. " Anyway do you want me to pick you up? I'll come help too. He has almost set the kitchen on fire twice." Laughter filling the room. " I'm ready when you are." Catching her breath. " see you in 20" tossing the phone down she grabbed socks and converse then did minor makeup and waited for Mina.

Hoping in the front seat of the Porsche kissing her bestie on the cheek. " Tell Seto to call you before he comes in so I can go out and talk to him." She had almost forgotten to arrange this. " Why didn't you text him that yourself?" Glancing at Mai one brow raised. " Because you are the only one who can actually tell Kaiba what to do and he will listen." Turning the music up now.

[forestfairyunicorn]

I have a ton of OCs that I need to draw and post. Here’s some that I ought to do, but I don’t know which first:

Endimion.  Angelic Grim Reaper, Type Cherub-descendant, intern under Archangels Micheal, Raphael, and Azrael. Knows more about the supernatural side of the world and delights in punishing the wicked. Radiates the Tenth Doctor energy, and is kinda a reverse AU of Crowly. Strives to help wronged mortals, especially if they were given a terrible hand. Trying to make amends for her past life as the ill-fated Alunux, the Angel-goddess of the Moon. May or may not have feelings for her demonic co-worker, despite how much she apparently flirts with her. Personality: Playful | Intuitive Denipe.  Demonic Grim Reaper, Type Lust/Pride-descendant, intern under the Princes of Hell Leviathan, Asmodus, and Abaddon. Knows more about the human side of the world and delights in making bargains and contracts. Prides herself on precision, neatness, and a punishment well done. Too bad she has feelings for her angelic co-worker Endimion. Thankfully Endimion is clueless…so far. A Reverse AU of Aziraphale. Personality: Nervous | Devious

Isaac Lee Abbot. Wizard of Winter. Has winter powers and can cast spells and speak with fae. Figure skates, and has a semi-magical cat named Gelati. Has a magical mirror assistant named Holly. One of the reasons he’s so powerful is because he gives back to the community. Magic is give and take. Personality: Serious | generous A mime character who’s part of a mime buisness of exchanging information. Like, they all take a vow of silence to be in this ‘buisness’, whether criminal means or chaotic neutral situations. Mime powers galore. Communication is in charades, or written means. Sign language is also a big thing in this ‘family’. Eve Hallows. Isaac’s cousin who got a demonic spellbook and has a shadow demon she named Brad. He did not agree to that name, but he loves cupcakes. She loves monsters and gets excited about anything and most things Personality: Optimistic | Hyperactive

[noona-la-la-la]

Noona, do you have any bad interview experience to share? I went to an interview today. Once I entered the room, before I sat down the interviewer already asked me to start introducing myself & that she’s busy so I need to make this quick 😐 guess what I actually waited 30 mins because the previous interviews overran The whole time she was keeping a straight face and talking in monotone, also does not show interests in my work (I’m a graphic designer) 1/2

She asked why did I quit my last job so I explained that because there wasn’t a career path and she immediately goes “Same here!” I explained to her that I’m well aware of it but I’m interested in working for a museum. At the end, she showed me 5 exhibition leaflets they’ve done in the past and asked me what I like about them. Tbh I started criticizing the designs in my head the minute I started looking at them (because of my designer instinct lol)

All I could think about was things I didn’t like about the designs When she saw me quickly flipped through all 5 leaflets, she literally says - are you done? Are you ready to talk about it? (in a rude manner) I was like - hmm am I supposed to talk about what I like? And she says I can also say things that I didn’t like LOL so I started criticizing about one of the leaflets, I listed a few points and she suddenly goes - Then what do you like about them!? 🤡

After the interview,I looked up her name on google I found out she’s a senior designer so I assume she approved those leaflet designs even if it may not be designed by her She might be pissed that I’m criticizing her works 😂 I feel so dumb cause she simply looks like an old housewife to me I thought she’s some supervisor who doesn’t know design at all LOL Im always being honest at interviews and sometimes it’s hard to filter what I say when I’m unprepared😅 I need help

1.  That company doesn’t deserve you (or anyone else) if they are going to treat the people who interview with them that poorly.  Interviews are a two way street -- meaning while they are interviewing you to see if you fit, you should also be interviewing them to make sure this is a place you would really want to work.  Would you really want a woman who was so inconsiderate to a job candidate to become your boss?  

2.  Pretty much everyone has blown an interview at some point or another.  It happens and being unprepared for the question is one of the main reasons people give less than stellar answers.  That’s okay.  So consider this practice and think about what might have been a better way to answer that question.  Next time someone asks you something similar, you’ll be prepared.

As for my own bad interview stories?  Oh, man, I have MANY stories I could tell.  Also, I’ve often thought that if I ever wrote a book for money - it would be about interviewing.  I have tremendous experience in this area.

To keep it manageable - I’ll put the rest of my thoughts under the cut.

How about the time I interviewed for a job and the recruiter was describing some of the new business practices and technologies they were adopting and I said, “I think it’s great that Company A is embracing these new, progressive approaches to business problems.  So many of the companies I’ve interviewed with rely on old-fashioned approaches because they are comfortable with the status quo.”  AND SHE FLIPPED OUT ON ME!  She said things like “What’s wrong with being old-fashioned?  This company was based on old fashioned principals like hard work and loyalty.  Our founder believed in doing things the old fashioned way!” 

Or the time I went in for an interview with Company B, met with a couple people, was there for almost 90 minutes and then they excused themselves.  They left me alone in the interview room when all of a sudden some other guy comes in and says he is the Director of Sales and that the previous interviewers thought he should talk to me because of my background.  Apparently they thought that I might be a good fit for a job on his team ( a job that I didn’t apply for) . So this guy proceeds to start interviewing me for a completely different role and I don’t even understand what it is.  No one is even bothering to ask me if I’m interested in doing sales (I’m not, FYI) and I’m completely unprepared.  He and I spoke for maybe another 40 minutes when  the original interviewer/hiring manager comes into the room and asks to speak to the Sales Director.  They excuse themselves and go out into the hallway to talk AND I CAN HEAR THEM.  The original hiring manager asks the Sales Director why he’s wasting his time talking to me because the original interviewers already decided that they don’t like me and don’t want to hire me.  So the Sales Director pops back into the room to grab his notebook and says to be that an “emergency” came up and he has to go.  So I’m alone again, for maybe 10 minutes when the receptionist opens the door, pops her head in to say the hiring manager to her to tell me “That you can leave now” and then she pops back out and is gone.   I gather my stuff and walk out of the interview room.  It’s like 6:30pm on a Friday, the building is now empty, it’s a huge office building and everything looks the same and I’m completely lost because it was a number of twists and turns when they brought me to the interview room and I end up wandering around this empty office for a while until I stumble upon the lobby.  The receptionist is already gone and a security guard had to unlock the door to let me out.

Or how about the time that I interviewed with Company C and the interviewer asked me a question about the most creative way I’ve ever solved a specific type of business problem.  She really emphasized the “creative” part of the question, so I knew she wanted something way out of the box.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t really prepared for that, so I started to tell her the first thing that came to my mind... and it was a doozy!  I start telling her this story which includes hiring a bunch of strippers and half way through telling her this completely inappropriate story, I realize that I don’t know how to end it because in real life things did not turn out well and included people transporting controlled substances across state lines, some minor theft, and a few people arrested for prostitution. The moral of the story was that not all creative ideas are good ideas.  Not exactly what the hiring manager was looking for and needless to say, I didn’t get the job.

So these were all terrible experiences - some my fault, some there fault. I’ve got dozens more examples of interviews gone bad.  It happens to everyone.

But these were also good learning experiences.  Every time an interview goes badly, I walk away a little more knowledgeable and a little more competent at interviewing.  I just recently told a relative of mine who is looking for a new job that he should apply for a few jobs that he doesn’t really want just for the interviewing practice.  Because if you haven’t done interviews in a while, you can assume that the first few might be a bit awkward as you work out how to present yourself and your experience in the best way.  So it’s better to do a few interviews with companies where you won’t care if they don’t hire you - just to get the practice in.  You don’t want to turn yourself inside out to try to fit what you think a company wants, you still need to be your natural self.  But there are ways for all of us to make our natural selves come across as the more professional and business savvy version of who we are.  But that comes with practice -- and lord knows, I’ve been in the business world for what feels like 10 million years now and I’m still learning how to be the better and more professional version of me every day.

Also, if you’ve read this far... I have an epilogue on those three bad interviews:

Company A turned out to be too old fashioned after all.  Their business changes didn’t really take effect the way they wanted them to and now it’s become such a miserable place to work, they are losing talent rapidly.  How do I know?  I have hired multiple people from that buisness - they are very talented and all tell me the same horror stories of what it was like to work there.  So thank god I didn’t get that job.

Company B went bankrupt.  The original hiring manager, who treated me so unprofessionally eventually went on to be a vice president at a service company who is a vendor to the place I work now.  She was terrible at her job and we just fired her and her company from ever doing business with my current employer ever again.

And company C?  I didn’t get job after telling them my awful stripper story.  However, a few years later, I applied for a job with them again... and they are my current employer.  They work me like a dog, but I’m generally happy with my workplace and my coworkers, I’ve been promoted once already and I’m well compensated and treated with respect. 

The moral of this story... karma is a bitch and not every lost opportunity is lost forever.

Good luck with your job search!

[smilesthroughfandoms]

Every Single Star vs. the Forces of Evil episode in one sentence or less

I’ll probably post a more in depth-review later this week, as I have opinions literally no one wants to hear but I will proclaim anyway, and then I’ll probably also due a revision of my ‘Past Queens Connection to Star’ post from way back in season 2. Cause that needs an update.

Anyway, enjoy!

Star Comes to Earth: Princess Cinnamon Roll that Could Kill you comes to earth and meets Misunderstood Safe Kid.

Party With a Pony: Spoopy Wardens hunt for the glitter pony while Star gets ice for Marco’s sweaty back.

Matchmaker: In which we learn it was probably a bad idea to give Star the wand in the first place.

School Spirit: Star misunderstands football and Marco tries to get Ferguson to blow his whistle not in that way.

Monster Arm: “Not my bowels! I love my bowels!”

The Other Exchange Student: Star is jealous of the meatball man from Bakersfieldville.

Cheer Up Star: “It’s supposed to be ironic!”

Quest Buy: Very accurate depiction of what it is like to work in retail.

Diaz Family Vacation: Both Marco and Star see new sides of their dads but that’s not necessarily a good thing

Brittney’s Party: Star and Marco party on a bus that Ludo hijacks

Mewberty: Star gets horny and snares boys in her web but not in that way

Pixtopia: Marco messed up and Alfonso marries Ferguson’s rebound

Lobster Claws: “… You can’t eat children.” “Really? Not even the annoying ones?”

Sleep Spell: “Camera Phooone!”

Blood Moon Ball: We’re suppose to ship them now, right?

Fortune Cookies: Love is never the answer kids

Freeze Day: Father Time offers Star and Marco some mud before riding away on his wheel-mobile pulled by giant time-hamsters I am not making this up.

Royal Pain: King Santa Claus destroy mini-golf

St. Olga’s Reform School for Wayward Princesses: Princess Prison sure is a nightma–OH MY GOD ARE THOSE CLUBS?!

Mewnipendence Day: No wonder monsters hate Mewmans so much.

The Banagic Wand: Star still doesn’t get Earth and like all of us, Marco is always hungry.

Interdemensional Field Trip: Miss Skullnick fears the “Big Change” while Marco sends Jackie cat memes

Marco Grows a Beard: Ludo is out, Toffee is in, and Marco will probbaly be terrified of beards forever

Storm the Castle: “SURPRISE!”

My New Wand!: DIP DOOOWN

Ludo in the Wild: Wait, since when did Ludo become badass?

Mr. Candle Cares: “Star and I have recently become smooch buddies… On the lips.”

Red Belt: Marco searches for a meaning in life and Star searches for hammer.

Star on Wheels: *epic remix of Marco saying Star is in trouble*

Fetch: Marco can’t open juice and Star runs away from her problems and sending thank you cards

Star vs. Echo Creek: Star gets high and destroys a police car

Wand to Wand: Both Ludo and Star are terrible at magic also major ship tease

Starstruck: Star and her idol Sailor Super Saiyan destroy a park and Marco is 100002% done with this shit

Camping Trip: King Butterfly has a mid-life crisis and tries to control an eagle

Starsitting: They’re gonna be great parents some day.

On the Job: Buff Dad is best dad and buff babies are adorable

Goblin Dogs: “You might think this line is long, but listen to my goblin song!~”

By the Book: Ludo and Star still suck at magic and Glossaryck is a bigger troll than Alex Hirsch

Game of Flags: And I thought my family was dysfunctional...

Girls’ Day Out: Janna is back and is still awesome btw

Sleepover: “TRUTH! STAR HAS A CRUSH ON MA–” *cue fandom freakout*

Gift of the Card: R.I.P.  Rasticore Chaosus Disastorvayne… He couldn’ get his fucking chainsaw to work

Friendenemies: Star becomes one with Christmas tree while Tom and Marco go on a date and sing a romantic pop ballad.

Is Mystery: Meatfork is apparently a family name and Ludo is really starting to freak me out tbh

Hungry Larry: “He’s still hungry…”

Spider with a Top Hat: He tries and he is awesome and that’s all that matters

Into the Wand: SPAAAAADESS!!!

Pizza Thing: Marco is OCD about mushroom and Pony Head buys skinny jeans

Page Turner: Moon, how did you miss Toffee in the orb he was right there!

Naysaya: Marco is a mood in this episode

Bon Bon the Birthday Clown: Honestly my favorite episode overall

Raid the Cave: Glossaryck is the true neutral asshole.

Trickstar: Weird Al is a treasure and I’ll mes up anyone who makes Marco cry!

Baby: Aw, look at the little deadly baby, I love her!

Running With Scissors: Marco gets a new edition to his shipping harem and she is so cute!

Mathmagic: Why did the chicken cross the road?

The Bounce Lounge: Marco is definitely the mom friend.

Crystal Clear: The Chancellor guy is amazing and Rhombulus just needs a hug and wAS THAT ECLIPSA IN THE BACKGROUND?

The Hard Way: “SURPRISE!” 2.0

Heinous: Oh, so that’s how Marco got all that money.

All Belts Are Off: This is the negative side of “Pro-tag teen hangs out with older adult figure” trope done splendidly

Collateral Damage: Marco how do you not know what a possum is?

Just Friends: I’m fine! *blows up sign to prove just how fine I am*

Face the Music: This song is actually a banger

Star Crushed: Looking back, I’m starting to think the writing peaked at this episode....

BATTLE FOR MEWNI EDITION!!!!!

Return to Mewni: This is… just an exposition filler. Not much else to say….

Moon the Undaunted: B4! B4! B4 B4 B4 B4 B4 B4 B4 B4 B4 B4!

Book Be Gone: Seriously, did Glossy take trolling lessons from Alex Hirsch this is hilarious!

Marco and the King: This is the  “Pro-tag teen hangs out with older adult figure” done slightly better

Puddle Defender: Aw, look at the little buff babies, they’re getting so big!

King Ludo: The mime stole the show.

Toffee: Yeah, I think the writing peaked somewhere around here...

Scent of Hoodie: Huh, so Ponyhead can be written as likeable, who would’ve thought?

Rest in Pudding: The colors are not doing the censors any favor here, huh?

Club Snubbed: I literally yelled “Phrasing!” whenever they dropped the title

Stranger Danger: Is she the new antagonist of the series? I can’t tell

Demoncism: Tom is a wonderful baby boy and Ponyhead is written as likeable, part 2!

Sophmore Slump: *sobbing* Jackie deserved better, dang it!

Lint Catcher: I’m starting to wonder if there is any competant authority figure in Mewni

Trial by Squire: I think the writers were all like” You think these guys will ship anyone with Marco?” and decided to test that theory.

Princess Turdina: I got more lore out of this episode than I thought I would.

Starfari: Welp, she makes me uncomfortable.

Sweet Dreams: *Sailor Moon-ing intensifies*

Lava Lake Beack: Proof that this fandom will ship anyone with Marco at the slightest inclanation

Death Peck: Rich Pigeon is my new favorite birb and Ponyhead is written as likeable for the third time

Ponymonium: Well, it was nice while it lasted.

Night Life: The writers made so many new ships they had to get rid of an old one!

Deep Dive: “Chicken butt”

Monster Bash: Well, that explains the cheekmarks.

Stump Day: I think they just made an episode based around a picture from that bookcover.

Holiday Special: *insert every cheesy Christmas/Holiday episode trope here*

The Bog Beast of Boggabah: The title is fun to say and the episode is average at best.

Total Eclipsa the Moon: Seriously, I’m supposed to think she’s an ultimate villain.

Butterfly Trap: In which we are all Sean, don’t lie we were all him at the end

Ludo, Where Art Thou?: Dennis is best brother, hands down.

Is Another Mystery: *sniff* I got more emotional over this episode than anyone else did and I’m not sure how I feel about that

Marco Jr.: I… I just… Why? What’s the point?

Skooled!: Epic advertisment fakeout combined with wonderful character development and lore with a shock ending makes a 8/10 episode.

Booth Buddies: Old Man McGucket ships Starco, proceed to react accordingly

Bam Ui Pati!: Ponyhead is kinda likeable in this episod–nevermind she’s back.

Tough Love: Oh man, it’s happening! It’s happening guys here we go!

Divide: We are going to war everybody–And they’re all dead. That was quick.

Conquer: They should have paid Alex HIrsch to voice Glossaryck at this point, it’d be more in character for him.

Butterfly Follies: Proof that someone will always complain about politics no matter what.

Escape from the Pie Folk: Is anyone else disturbed by the fact that he kinda resembles Eclipsa more than Festivia?

Moon Remembers: I was expecting a freakout but was pleasantly surprised

Swim Suit: I’m starting to get a bad feeling about Rhombulus

Ransomgram: Why is everyone in this dimesnion hot?!

Lake House Fever: She’s a good mom

Yada Yada Berries: They missed an opportunity to have a Seinfeld actor guest-star, just saying

Down by the River: I’m glad that she can relax

The Ponyhead Show!: And Ponyhead is offically no longer likeable, can someone toss her into an abyss please?

Surviving the Spiderbites: SpiderSlime is canon proceed to react accordingly

Out of Buisness: How did this place go out of buisness???

Kelly's World: Man, they’re really setting these non-Starco ships up to fail, huh?

Curse of the Blood Moon: Pfft, yeah, sure, Starco won’t be canon at all!

Princess Quasar Caterpillar and the Magic Bell: I think Ludo has the most consistent character arc out of the entire show’s history.

Ghost of Butterfly Castle: Moon, Star is your daughter and Star supports Eclipsa, why would you not tell her?

Cornball: This episode has a heartwarming lesson that I hope more people come to realize

Meteora's Lesson: I’ll take any Toffee scenes I can get

The Knight Shift: I honestly don’t remember what happened n this episode

Queen-Napped: Seriously, can someone please dropkick Ponyhead into an abyss?

Junkin' Janna: The JanTom interaction I’ve been waiting for

A Spell with No Name: These types of episodes stopped being charming awhile ago

A Boy and His DC-700XE: I think Tomco has more ground to stand-on then Starco at this point

The Monster and The Queen: Don Panchito voices Globgor! There’s hope for this show yet!

Cornonation: They’re the best couple/parents/anything around!

Doop-Doop: I honestly think Rick just put Morty through some flux-capacitor or something

Britta's Tacos: Hey, remember these people that we suddenly brought back? No? Me neither!

Beach Day: This feels like a Season 1 episode and it’s nice

Gone Baby Gone: I want a TV show aout them now! Disney, please!

Sad Teen Hotline: Mr. Diaz is way to invested in Star’s love life.

Jannanigans: Hello last minute Janna character development!

Mama Star: So that’s how Mewni came to be--and I don’t care anymore

Ready, Aim, Fire!: Let’s get that finale ball rolling people!

The Right Way: Ok, that spell is actually pretty badass.

Here to Help: There, Starco’s finally canon will you guys just shut up now!

Pizza Party: Moon you idiot you ruined everything!

The Tavern at the End of the Multiverse: Toffee was right all along... I think we all knew that in some way

Cleaved: I expect nothing substanial and that’s what I got

[langstyboi]

And They Were Roommates

~~~ KIRIBAKU ONESHOT ~~~

Dear fucking journal,

Ever since a couple of weeks ago, things have been weird.  I fucking hate it. Kirishima is apparently gay!? He came out and things just feel different dammit! This sucks ass! I have all these shitty emotions I can't understand! Fuck them! I want things to be normal god dammit! I'd never say it to Shitty Hair's face, but he's my best friend. I mean, I can tolerate him more than any of these other shit heads. Ever since I found out he likes dudes it's just... I DON'T FUCKING KNOW! I don't really have good feelings over this! Am I being homophobic?? What the hell? I DON'T MEAN TO BE!! I'm not THAT big of an asshole. I just can't explain these damned feelings! He's my friend and I don't wanna be a dick! Though he'd probably like that. UGH! I'M SO DAMN MAD!! AT HIM! AT ME! AT YOU! FUCK EVERYONE! FUCK EVERYTHING!!

-God damn Bakugo

The frustrated blonde closed the book and shoved it under his bed. He got up and paced around his room, thinking. Usually venting in his diary helped calm him a bit, but this time he was only angrier. He was asking himself why that red haired idiot had him so worked up when there was a knock at his door.

"The hell do you want!?"

"Um, Bakubro it's me!" Kirishima tried to force joy into his voice. "I wanted to talk to you." He'd felt the shift in their relationship too. Bakugo moved to the door, opening it to find a tired Kirishima. Both were stressed out about this and having trouble sleeping. "Can I come in..?"

"Whatever." Bakugo moved and closed the door after Kirishima walked in. "What the hell are you here for?"  

"I'm just gonna be blunt... Do you have a problem with me liking dudes?" There was worry evident on his face. Bakugo panicked internally, trying to figure out what to say. This was what he was trying to figure out for himself.

"WHAT THE HELL, YOU IDIOT! WHAT ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF!?" Relief washed over Kirishima, though Bakugo, didn't know if what he said was true. "I COULDN'T CARE LESS, YOU FUCKING DUMBASS! YOU'RE STILL YOU, MY B-" He stopped himself, not wanting to show too much emotion, not wanting Kirishima to know he thinks of him as his best friend.

"Heh, sorry man! I thought you'd been avoiding me or something lately? Guess I'm just paranoid." He scratched the back of his head and gave a subtle grin. Bakugo got a weird feeling in his chest and all his whirling emotions were hitting him all at once. "Hey, wait, what were you going to say?" Those big red eyes staring into his only made his conflicting feelings stronger.

Bakugo tensed up in hesitation, looking off into another corner of the room, scratching the back of his head nervously. "I- uh..." He looked back towards  Kirishima with a straight, angry looking face. "It was nothing, Shitty Hair! Now get out of my damn room! You're getting on my nerves!"

Kirishima gave a lighthearted laugh and moved towards the door. "See ya at dinner, Bakubro!" He walked out the door happily and closed the door.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" He called out uselessly. Bakugo plopped down in his bed and stared angrily at the ceiling. "What the hell's wrong with me?" He groaned to himself. He kept thinking of the red head and tried to decipher his feelings.

What was it about Kirishima? He started talking to himself out loud. "He's really nice and it gets on my fucking nerves. He's way too fucking sweet. It's gross. But... I don't mind it. He's got shitty hair and weird ass pointy teeth. But he does have a cute smile. WHAT!? NO! I DIDN'T- BUT- IT'S TRUE! His smile is nice. And I love the way he worries about me. He cares. HOLD UP! I DIDN'T MEAN LOVE!!! I DON'T-" He was silent as he sat up and ran a hand through his hair. "This dumbass has me mumbling like fucking Deku." Bakugo had only proceeded in making himself more frustrated.

He sighed and grabbed his phone. "I'm not... I'm not gay am I?" He furrowed his brows as he went to Google. Google would know, right? He typed the question and hesitated before hitting search. He spent a while browsing articles that didn't help. He wanted answers and now.

"A quiz? Hmm. Might as fucking well." He clicked the link and felt anxious. This test might not be completely accurate but it could reveal something. He tried answering with his honest truth, thinking about each answer thoroughly.  

'Question one: You spot a cute, same-gender person in your class. They look at you. What do you do?' At the mention of cute he thought of Kirishima. He looked over the answers and none really fit him. "I wouldn't fucking smile but... 'warm and fuzzy' kinda describes this."

'Question two: Your friends invite you to attend a pride festival. What do you say?' "What the hell? I-I don't know! Come as an ally? For Kirishima I would, but he can't know that!"

'Question three: A cute, same-gender person comes out to you as gay or bisexual. They have a crush on you. What do you do?' A blush began rising to his cheeks. "Kiri had come out, but it's not like he would have a crush on me! ... WOulD hE?" He panicked. "NONE OF THESE FIT!!" He hit a random answer not knowing what to pick.

'Question four: You're in a gym class getting changed. You notice a cute, same-gender person getting changed. They have smooth, toned muscles and look perfect. What do you do?' That perfectly described Kirishima. He was embarrassed by his answer but admitted to blushing because of the other guy.

'Question five: You're sitting on a sofa watching a movie with a cute, same-gender person. They fall asleep with their head on your lap/legs. What do you do?' This had happened plenty of times. So this answer was easy. "What kind of monster would push him away? I'm an asshole but I can cover him up at least!"

'Question six: You're locked in a room with a cute same-gender person and a cute opposite-gender person. Who do you pick?' "What the hell does this mean!? I couldn't stand being stuck in a room with anyone! I'd just blow the door down what the fuck? But I could probably tolerate Kirishima..."

'Question seven: What do you think your sexuality is?' "YOU FUCKING TELL ME!" He'd never really thought about sexuality or other people. Bakugo was never really into girls, but most guys he knew were just idiotic extras he wanted to be better than. He reluctantly hit gay.

'Question eight: If an cute opposite-gender person asked you out, what would you do?' He thought for a moment. He wouldn't be into any of the girls in his class. They're annoying. He's never really had interest in girls or romance at all. Uraraka is cute in a general sense. He can admit that. But it's not like he'd ever want to date her. "Reject them it is..."

'Question nine: Pick the gender your biggest crushes were. If you've never had a crush, guess who you think your biggest ones will be.' "OH FUCK OFF! THIS ISN'T HELPFUL!!" He sighed as his frustration grew. Only one more question after this. Might as well finish. Be angrily tapped 'Same-Gendered' and moved on.

'Question ten: Finally, do you like any LGBTQ+ singers?' He doesn't really listen to music much and certainly doesn't know the singers sexuality. Also, why this would matter is beyond him. He hit the 'Get Results' button and held his breath.

'Are you gay? For 80% you are: You're most likely homosexual/homoromantic! This means you only like same-gender people. Enjoy your rainbow life!'

He slumped down on his bed. "That helped fucking NOTHING! Those answers were shit! I don't trust that damn thing! It can die!!" He felt like he might never figure out his feelings. According to this he's gay, and that's not bad, but is he gay for Kirishima?

This quiz made him think about a lot of things he was avoiding or just not even realizing before. Maybe he did have a crush on his friend. A sick feeling settled over him and he still felt confused as hell. An idea popped into his head and he held up his phone. He scrolled through his contacts before he started to type.

B: Hey Deku bitch

D: Uh hi Kacchan? Why are you texting me?

B: I have to ask you something but if you tell anyone I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!

D: Okay! I won't! Geez...

B: I know you and icy hot are dating

B: How'd you know

D: How'd I know what?

B: That you like guys? Or HIM? I don't fucking know

D: Is this about Kirishima?

B: SHUT UP AND DIE YOU NERD!!

B: ... maybe

B: JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION!

D: Alright, alright! I didn't really know at first. I had a lot of confusing feelings and after a while it clicked? I just realized that I did have a crush and quit ignoring my feelings. I mean he's cute and nice and I really like being around him. I want to do romantic things with him too. Like cuddling and dates and kissing and hand holding. I hope that answers your question?

Bakugo sat back, re-reading the text over and over. He had confusing feelings about Kirishima. He knew Kirishima is cute and nice. He knows he loves being around Kirishima. He takes a moment to think about doing romantic things with Kirishima and gets extremely flustered. They already touched often, cuddling or linking arms. That was only because Kirishima gave him no choice. They also hung out a lot, but calling that a date? That made Bakugos heart race. Imagining kissing that idiots soft lips only made him forget to breathe.

He did have a crush on Kirishima. Deep down he could feel it, but now he accepted it.

Bakugo had no clue what to do, so he grabbed his journal and began writing furiously.

Dear fucking journal,

UPDATE! I'm fucking gay. And Kirishima's cute as hell. I won't deny this any longer. But what the shit am I to do? I can't just tell Shitty Hair about this! What if he's not into me!?! I have a crush god dammit, but what do I do? It's nice to have those dumbass emotions sorted but now theres another issue. EMOTIONS CAN DIE FOR ALL I CARE!

He decided to end his frustrated rant there as his phone went off. It was a text from Midoriya. "What he fuck does this nerd want?" He mumbled to himself.

D: Kacchan did that help at all?

B: Fuck off deku its none of your damn buisness

B: But I'm gay

D: Woah that's great! You figured yourself out!!

B: TELL ANYONE AND YOU DIE!!

D: A true raging homosexual.

B: STFU DIE!!!!!! NERD!!!

He tossed his phone onto his bed. Why, of all people, would he tell Midoriya that? He growled at himself and checked the time. He should head down for dinner about now. He went downstairs and almost everyone was already there. During dinner he couldn't help but stare at Kirishima. Kaminari, the resident bisexual, was chatting up a storm with him and Bakugo couldn't help but get pissed with how flirty it was getting. Halfway through dinner he was so angry he broke his chopsticks in half. After that he went to his room saying he wasn't hungry, and he truly wasn't. He was full of jealousy.

There was a knock at his door. He answered it to find a concerned Kirishima. "Bakugo you left before you finished eating. You alright? You're not getting sick or anything are you?" He pushed past Bakugo and into the room.

"I'm fine hair for brains. Just got full." He gave an angry pout and shut the door as Kirishima sat down on his bed. "I'll be right back I gotta piss." Bakugo said before turning and going to the bathroom. He really just needed to calm down for a moment. Unknowingly he had left his journal sitting right on his bed where a certain someone could easily find it.

Kirishima went to lean back but found his hand on a book of sorts. "Hmm. What is this?" He picked it up and flipped through a few pages. "A diary!" He whisper yelled to himself. He flipped to a newer entry and began to read. He knew he shouldn't, but it was too tempting.  Bakugo came out right when he was finishing today's last entry.

"Kirish- WHER THE HELL DID YOU FIND THAT!?" Bakugo thought he was going to have a heart attack. He wrote his feelings in there. HIS FEELINGS.

Kirishima looked dazzed and was blushing madly. "You... you left it on your bed." He gave a shy smile.

"YEAH BUT WHO THE FUCK SAID YOU COULD READ IT!? WHAT DO YOU KNOW!?!" Blood was rushing in his ears and his heart was pounding so hard it hurt.

"I-I'm sorry Bakugo!" He snapped back to reality, realizing his mistake. "I-um... Is it... Is it true?"

"Wh-WHAT?" He started getting defensive. He only just realized he's gay, he wasn't ready to get his heart broken this fast. Kirishima stood up and came closer. He gave Bakugo a serious look.

"Did you mean everything you wrote?"

"OF COURSE I DID SHITTY HAI-" He was pulled into a kiss. Taken aback and confused he pulled away. "Wh-what."

"I like you too Bakugo! I... have for a while to be honest. I never thought you would like me back!" And excited grin stretched across Kirishimas face, along with a blush.

"Come here you idiot." Bakugo mumbled before pulling him into a kiss.

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Note: I posted the post that inspired this here. And here is the link to the Are you Gay? quiz I used for this. ALSO I REALIZE THE TITLE ISN’T RELATED TO THE STORY BUT IT’S RELATED TO THE POST AND THAT’S ALL I COULD THINK OF THANKS.