#we haven't seen eachother in like............. more than a month? give or take..

[misfortunegirl]

bro i really am just.

😀

i am just fucking sitting.

[20-th-centurygirl]

work for it

jude bellingham x reader

a/n: based on this because i can't get over it

summary: jude slides into your dms and what follows is something you could have never imagined

navigation masterlist

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

instagram:

judebellingham started following you

surely not? why was the jude bellingham following you??

yourusername added to their story

↳ judebellingham: 😍😍

yourusername: hello 🤨

judebellingham: hey

judebellingham: just wanted to say i think you're gorgeous

yourusername: thank you 🫶

judebellingham: anytime

you couldn't actually believe what you were seeing. jude bellingham calling you gorgeous? what sort of dream were you living in? you tried not to get too excited, you'd heard all about his reputation and he'd probably never give you a second thought. but you were wrong.

2 days later

instagram

judebellingham: hey

judebellingham: how are you doing

yourusername: i'm doing great

yourusername: how are you doing? i saw your last few madrid games and you played great

judebellingham: thanks. i'm good

judebellingham: maybe you should come to a game one day 😉

the next 6 months that followed were a dream. you'd exchanged phone numbers with jude a month after your first conversation and you'd spoken every day since. you'd congratulated him after every win and comforted him after every loss. facetiming eachother became your nightly routine and you couldn't believe how lucky you were.

but you tried to take it all with a grain of salt. jude had a reputation of being a player, something you already knew and had been reminded of by your friends. you were more than a fuck and you wanted jude to know that.

jude: hey love

jude: i've got a big game and i was wondering if you want to come and then stay over with me for a few days? i really wanna see you again

you: i'll try to come but i don't know if i'll be able to get the time off

jude: just let me know so i can get enough tickets x

you didn't really know how to react. you loved meeting jude for the first time, but the idea of going over to stay with him scared you. you'd started to really like jude, and worried that he only wanted to get you to come over to him so sleep with you.

you knew all about his reputation, and you didn't think you knew him well enough so you slowly distanced yourself from jude.

jude: can you come? we haven't spoke in a few days and i need to know

you: i can't come sorry. the next weeks just super busy for me :(

the following week consisted of you and jude barely speaking. you felt bad about it, you didn't mean to upset him but you didn't want to get your hopes up. you'd heard about footballers and the way they had casual hookups then ignored girls. you didn't want that. you were worth more than that and you didn't want to get hurt by jude because he didn't have the same intentions as you.

but jude was on the exact same page as you. he didn't understand why you'd just basically disappeared, had he done something wrong? did he make you feel like he was rushing you? he'd tried to call you, but you didn't answer, instead texting him a simple "sorry i've been busy lately" and leaving him alone.

at first jude tried to appreciate that you were just abit busy. he knew you cared alot about your studies and work and were independent, but he couldn't help feeling a bit hurt. nothing in your routine had actually changed, and jude had started to get the impression you were ignoring him on purpose.

you wouldn't answer his calls and barely texted him, so he decided to come to you. he messaged one of your closest friends that he'd met before and asked her to help him suprise you.

the pounding on your door abruptly woke you up, and you swung it open with a scowl on your face until you saw who was behind it. your eyes locked with judes, and you couldn't actually believe he was infront of you holding the biggest bunch or roses you'd ever seen.

jude's heart melted at the sight of you. your hair messy, a duvet wrapped about you and a tired grin on your face. "jude?"

"hi" his voice was shakey but he smiled widely regardless.

"what're you doing here? come in you're gonna get ill"

he stepped in, shutting the door behind him but he didn't dare move any further. "i'm sorry. if you want me to leave i will but i just wanted to see that you were ok. we've suddenly just stopped speaking and i was worried that i pressured you. i'm sorry if i made you think i was pushing you to get too serious to fast. i just really like you"

"seriously?"

"yes"

"jude i'm so sorry. i didn't wanna upset you i just got scared. i know all about footballers reputations and yours and i just didn't wanna be another girl that you just sleep with then ignore" you felt mean saying it. super mean.

"what? look i've done that before but you're so so different. everything about you is so perfect. your laugh, your eyes, how kind you are, the way you always see the best in people. i've known you for six months but i feel like i've known you all my life. you're literally perfect. i'm sorry if i made you feel like i didn't see you that way. i will do whatever it takes to prove to you how much you mean to me" he brought his hands up to cup your cheeks and you leaned into them, the warmth of his palms and his words making love wash over you.

"i really really like you jude" you mumbled, and he grinned wide "good cause i really really like you too"

"y'know, if you can still get me tickets i'll come to your matches"

"don't feel like you have to baby"

"i do. i want us to spend more time together jude"

he pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. "d'ya wanna go and get breakfast tomorrow? it can be our first proper date" he lightly pinched your side, melting when he felt a smile form on your face. "i'd like that"

[do-you-ship-it-polls]

April summary

Polls finished: 109

The pair with the most votes this month were Steve and Eddie from Stranger things with a total of 1472 votes for "I ship it!"

And after them comes Zuko and Sokka at 1406 votes which is still more than 50 votes under Steddie. I never really got into ATLA so I didn't realize these two were so popular, at first glance I thought it would be a rarepair. But maybe the goofball and the edgy guy are actually made for eachother.

The hidden gem title this month belongs to Keita and Thaniel from the book "The watchmaker of Filigree street" with this impressive ratio where only 0,5% of voters don't ship it. The rest of us don't like reading.

I must give an honorary mention to Victor and Yuuri as well from Yuri on ice due to the cancellation of the movie. They were one of the first canon gay couples I saw in media and there is a special place in my heart for this anime, so it's sad to see that the movie likely won't be shown. You guys seem to agree with 72% of 413 votes for "I ship it!".

And finally we have to go decide on the worst ship of the month, which appears to be Stephen Strange/Tony Stark from the MCU with a majority of 52,2% voting for "I don't ship it". Perhaps it's one of those things where there's so many different shows and comics that the non-believers just haven't seen the right one. Or maybe they just suck together. Idk.

Blog update

There are almost 600 submissions now, so it can take up to a few months for your ship to show up, depending on how often I post. But I mostly pick from the submissions at random based on variety, fun reasons, and those with pictures attached since it's easier for me.

I've added a spreadsheet to this blog, since all the cool blogs have one. I'm planning to update it regularly with the results of every poll published on here. It also features a ban list so your submission isn't just ignored forever if it gets denied by me, but the list is very short. It's also subject to change over time. I'll remove it if it causes unnecessary drama, though.

Thank you for participating this month!

[50r-a]

;; Genshin Impact ! ··· ꒱

⊹₊ ⋆ Ganyu x reader . . . ꜜ

+` All is silent" · · · · ✦

`` ︵︵︵︵︵︵ ⋯ ⁺ 🎐 ”

warning(s); no mentions of pronouns/gender/yn, smut, first person, eating out, kitchen sex, first time, morning sex, body worship, milking, yk goats milk?, caught

SMUT BELOW THE CUT

It was a peaceful day at my manor. All of my companions were out and about doing their own thing. All except one, Ganyu. My Cryo archer and my beloved girlfriend. We had been dating for the past few months now. She is such a sweet girl; I can't say no to her when she asks me out for a date. Although it wasn't that often that we went out together since she was so busy with her training with Xiao and at her work at the Jade Chamber.

But now we're alone at my home. All is peaceful in this dewy morning. I was leaning against the white dry-wall of my kitchen, watching Ganyu clean the filthy dishes that we ignored last night from our dinner. Ganyu was looking prettier than ever. Her hair was still messy from only awaking from her sleep twenty minutes ago. She's not wearing her usual garb, she was wearing a simple plain white tee paired with small booty shorts that shape her hips wonderfully. The sun rays reflected off the silver spoon as she cleaned.

Her wide hips are so, so beautiful. Her thick thighs and her large bottom are so pronounced on those shorts.

Ganyu dropped the spoon into the sink and turned around to face me. "Good morning," she said with a smile. She always seemed happy whenever she first wakes up. I smiled back at my dear Ganyu. "Good morning.".

I love her sweet little smiles she gives me. I examine her curvy figure more. To the north of her thick thighs are her breasts. They're like mountains resting on her chest with how large they are. I take note that her nipples are harded slightly due to the coolness of the air from outside from the open windows. I felt myself getting excited at the thought of touching them. It strikes me that we had never made love with eachother. I had never even seen her naked not once.

I walked forth, I was now standing in front my my lover. "Hey darling," I said, taking her hand. She blushed bashfully and looked down at the dishes then up towards my eyes. We locked gazes.

"What’s the matter?"she asked me, noticing my eyes was on her delectable body.

"Nothing…nothing at all," I replied, trying to hide my erotic thoughts.

She laughed at that, "Well maybe you should tell me what your thinking."

I paused for a while, unsure of how much to reveal.

"It's just that I was thinking about finally making love to you. That's all. We haven't even seen eachother in the nude so…" I trailed off.

"Oh, oh!" Ganyu's face visually went red. "W-well, I've been thinking about that aswell. It's just, I was too scared to do so.".

"Why are you scared?" I asked.

"Well…umm," she stammered. "I don't know. I guess I'm still so fearful to actually to lose my virginity. And also, I'm afraid of what you'll think after seeing me naked."

"You have nothing to worry about. I would never judge you." I assured her. "And it's okay if you feel embarrassed, I understand."

She looked at me with a soft gaze. "Thank you."

We kissed passionately, I reached over and pulled her close to me. Our lips met in a deep passionate kiss. Her tongue slid across mine and she pressed her chest against mine. I could feel her now erect nipples rubbing against my shirt. Her hands ran through my hair and massaged my scalp. She pulled away from me and smiled, "I love you."

"I love you too," I said back before getting on my knees.

Out of surprise, Ganyu gasps at my sudden collapse. "A-are you okay?" She asked.

"Shh, I'm fine. Just, will you let me to do this?" I asked her before lightly tugging at her tiny shorts.

Ganyu blushed but nodded, "Y-yes."

I pulled both her shorts and her panties down her thighs. Her icy blue pubic hairs were trimmed short and she has a cute little tuft of hair above her pussy. I could see her pinkish clit poking out from between her outer pussy lips. Her inner lips were bright pink and glistening with moisture. I could smell her arousal.

My fingers slipped into her wet slit, parting her outer lips. I rubbed her clitoris gently while I continued to slide in and out her slick vaginal canal. My fingers explored every inch of her pussy, circling her clitoris and sliding up into her tight hole. I loved the feel of her velvety smooth insides. The slight resistance as my digits pressed deep within her.

"Mm, yes! Please touch me, please!" Ganyu begged me.

I smiled at her begging. "I'll give you what you want, my dear Ganyu.". I leaned forward and licked her juicy, engorged clitoris. She moaned in delight as I sucked her nub between my lips. I slowly moved my head back and forth, stimulating her clit with my tongue. Her thighs trembled as her orgasm grew closer.

Suddenly, her legs shook violently as her orgasm overtook her. "AHHHHH! YES! YYYEEESSSS!!!" She screamed loudly as her juices flowed freely from her cunt. Her body shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her. Her hands grasped my head tightly as she rode out her blissful climax. She then collapsed onto me, using my body as a support. I leaned her voluptuous figure on the kitchen counter before my hands crawled under her white shirt.

I cupped her heavy breasts, my thumb running up and down the stiffened nipple. I could hear her ragged breathing as she caught her breath from her orgasm.

"Ugh, s-so good~" she whispered to me.

I leaned down and kissed her. I placed my hands on the sides of her white shirt, lifting it off of her. Her large tits jiggled as they hit the cold surface. I felt her smooth stomach and the soft skin of her belly button. I then buried my face between her meaty cleavage. Her huge mounds filled my mouth and I began to suckle on her large tits. I swirled my tongue around her erect nipples, flicking them with my tongue.

"MMM! Ahhh! Mmmph! AHH! AH! Ahh! HNNNGGGGG!!!" Ganyu moaned loudly, arching her back and pressing her tits tighter against my face. And then her milk from her breasts began to squirt out. I took it all in my mouth and swallowed. Her juices tasted amazing and I couldn't get enough. I sucked on her pink bud, trying to drink more of her lovely goats milk from her.

I was so focused on sucking the milk filled breasts that I didn't even realize the kitchen door had been opened.

"Oh my!" We heard a feminine voice yell out in shock.

I immediately stop sucking on Ganyu's tits, the both of us looked to see who caught us in the act of love. And it was Mona.

All was silent, once more.

[faithlesbian]

can we get ur thoughts on ftm!spike x mtf!angel (they're both butchqueer)

this is going to be way more in depth and serious than you probably hoped for so, sorry in advance

ppl who know me know i rarely consider pairings in a vacuum, i've got narratives and character arcs to think about which makes this ask Very interesting!! i think me and @titsgirlbuffy once joked that spike is transmasc bc he transed from one masculinity to a different masculinity, so considering him as ftm opens a whole new angle to that take. was he living as a man when he was alive? did he know who he was but stayed in the closet until he got turned and decided well, nothing can stop him now? did he slowly figure it out over decades of marauding the globe with Dru? i think that last one could intersect really well with the Trans Angel Reading in which he is Very closeted, bc if spike wasn't out when angel last saw him a century ago, their reunion in school hard would be even funnier while also probably making angel confront at least a few things. an ftm reading of spike would also interact in Ways with how he views and treats women, but that's honestly a whole nother can of worms so lets not be here all day. i think in general tho this reading of spike gives SO much weight to lines like "i know that i'm a monster, but you treat me like a man", "(the chip) won't let me be a monster, and i can't be a man", "to be the kind of man who... to be a kind of man" like that's what we're here for, that's what its About! i also think it lends an interesting aspect to how spike gets along with women as friends a lot better than he does with men if by the time he started living as a man he was already a vampire and therefore cut off from normal society, never learning how to be "one of the boys" except maybe from angel who, as we know, is not a normal example of anything

i'm not gonna cover my thoughts on mtf angel bc we all know them by now. im literally tumblr user transangelus. in the context of ftm spike tho i think mtf angel becomes a lot funnier given their constant rivalry from btvs s2 onwards -- im pretty sure me and @titsgirlbuffy reckoned spike would be Delighted by angel coming out bc it finally proves who's the better man. on that note tho as much as i fucking love their dynamic, i have no idea if they could actually be "together" in isolation. like as part of the polycule they were obviously fucking on the regular and doing erotic joint murders and the like, but idk if in the present with both of them having souls and trying to be better people that a relationship would be possible. it's like when darla was brought back as a human and her and angel spent like, five minutes together in actual understanding before dru showed up and killed her. with the sheer extent of baggage between centuries-old murderers, i think it's hard to disentangle from the worst versions of themselves they were together and what they did to eachother in the past in order to have a relationship that's not gonna implode messily within months at best (despite the fact they're always clearly desperate to fuck eachother). that being said i haven't actually seen ats s5 all the way through and what i did watch, i don't remember -- so maybe i'll eat my words!!

[evanestraz]

Part 2 under the cut

Hi, this is Mitch. André gave me your number. How are you?

While it might be the lamest line ever, Mitch hadn't really actually been trying to meet someone in ages, so he was a bit rusty. There's a difference between real and fake flirting after all, only that just he himself knows where he draws that line. Sometimes.

Oh hi Mitch! Norman told me you might text me. This is Sacha. I'm fine, what about you? Head still hurting?

Mitch almost drops his phone. Fenestraz? Isn't he like twenty five or something? That's definitely younger. Why on god's green earth would André set him up with Sacha? I mean he's a good kid, with a hell of a talent but still. He kinda is a kid.

Do I want to know how you know my head hurts?

He got three laughing emojis back.

Because there are videos on Norman's private account story.

Videos. Plural. Mitch is fucked, he will never live this down, fuck drinking with André Lotterer.

Right, I think I need to go murder a certain Frenchman. Talk to you later

Sacha just sends him back even more laughing emojis.

He smiles at his phone.

Yeah. That's not good.

He accepted that he and Alex are over the second the Brit stepped out of his flat in Monaco, when he told him he'd get married. Three months later, he still isn't over Alex completely, how can one be after ten years? But what still hurt him isn't that Alex left him per se. It is that he too chose an easier life, a better public image, over him.

That he didn't even want to fight for it.

And he is scared. Scared that this will be a pattern going through his entire life. Two is a coincidence, but three would be a pattern and he isn't sure if he could take that.

__________________

Three month more passed and Mitch is doing well. There is still that underlying dread, that it will happen again. That he'll be left after it was going well. But only when it's late at night and he's overthinking.

He's still talking to Sacha, trying to offer some support and comfort to the younger man, the sudden drop from Nissan less than ideal.

He does like him and maybe André wasn't too wrong to connect them. Sacha will come visit him in the next week, hasn't really been to Monaco away from race weekends, as he lives in Italy.

He's content enough with his life, slowly getting over the pain the end of the Formula E season once again had caused him. So when he goes to open his door, when the bell rings, he does it with a smile on his lip, expecting Norman, or Stoffel to stop by spontaneously.

Instead, it's Alex in front of his door. They spoke to eachother since the wedding, but not nearly as much as they used to. They haven't seen eachother since then.

"Hi. Can I come in?", Alex asks and Mitch recognises the look in his eyes, sees how he slightly sways to the side. Knows that he has been drinking.

"Alex", Mitch sighs, leaning against his door frame.

"Please?", Alex repeats.

Mitch finds that he doesn't want to give in, like he thought he would faced with Alex again. Faced with the possibility of getting him back. That's definitely a change.

"Alex you are married", Mitch warns him.

"It was a mistake. I know you know it was."

"Go home Alex", Mitch says, trying to close the door.

"But I want to talk to you, I need you to forgive me."

"Go home Alex. We can talk tomorrow. Call me yeah?"

"Okay", Alex's shoulders slump and as he turns away from his door.

Alex doesn't call the next day.

_________________

The next time, he sees Alex is on Antonio's wedding a few weeks later. He has told André about the visit, having to talk to someone about it. That's also why the German throws him a look, when he sees Alice hang from Alex's arm. Mitch just shakes his head, he expected nothing else.

They exchange pleasantries, promising to get in touch more again and as if that isn't enough on its own, Daniel is there too, joining their little conversation circle. He does see the comedic potential in this conversation, especially when he beckons Sacha to come over.

"Hi Sacha, nice to see you again", Daniel greets. He interviewed him for the German TV once or twice before. Sacha just gives a little wave, saying hi back.

"Alex, have you met Sacha before?", Mitch asks.

"I think I've seen you around when I visited Formula E again, but I didn't have the pleasure to meet him until now", Alex answers.

There it is again, Alex's charme. Sacha looped his arm around Mitch's waist, drawing him close to him. Cute, shoots through Mitch's head. Of course Sacha knew that he was in a relationship with both Daniel and Alex before and this is definitely a sign of possessiveness from Sacha.

He leans slightly against the Argentinian. "Well, glad that you could meet my boyfriend this time around."

While Daniel grins at him delighted, Alex looks like he's about to be sick. Mitch feels bad for him. He does. But at the same time, it's his own fault.

Luckily, André paid attention to them, being able to call Mitch and Sacha away at the perfect time.

"See you later guys", Mitch smiles and drags Sacha away with him.

He puts a kiss against Sacha's cheeck.

"Thank you for coming with me here."

Sacha isn't scared of being seen with him. It's refreshing and feels so right.

"Of course", he smiles back.

They reach André slowly after.

Sacha picks up a conversation with Norman, still holding Mitch's hand, fingers loosely intertwined.

Mitch leans over to André, whispering to him: "Thank you. For everything. For sitting me down half a year ago and for leaving Sacha's number."

"No problem", André smiles. He's happy too. They are both happy. What a stark change from the last wedding they've met at.

This time he doesn't drink to forget, this time, he wants to remember it all.

Good luck babe!

Pairings: Mitch Evans & André Lotterer, Past Mitch Evans/Alex Lynn, Past André Lotterer/Jean-Éric Vergne

Summary: Being the best man at Alex's wedding, was not the place Mitch thought he would take, having been together with him just three month ago. At least André is ther for him with a much needed bottle of Tequila.

You can read here on ao3, or under the cut, there is a part two, which I'll put in a reblog but this can be read as a stand alone.

By now, Mitch learned to expect the unexpected. Because most racing drivers were unpredictable at best, chaos agents at worst. That also goes for the time they spend together away from the track.

Like right now, when André Lotterer in all his glory sits down in front of him with a whole bottle of tequila, two shot glasses and a deep sigh, that indicates Mitch, that he won’t get away from whatever parenting technique André would be trying whatsoever.

He vaguely thinks about how alcohol usually should not be involved in parenting, but he does feel like getting drunk and the fact that André just produced lemons and salt out of his pockets tells him, that this is probably a long planned intervention, rather than just a spontaneous idea.

André pours them the first glass, still not telling him why exactly they are doing this right now at one of his best friends wedding, but honestly that is reason enough. Mitch doesn’t like being that honest to himself. He gets ahold of the salt shaker, licking over the back of his hand to make sure the salt will stick, before shaking some of it onto his skin.

He takes the lemon he’s offered with the same hand as the salt is on and the shot with the other.

"Ready?", he asks the man sitting opposite from him, the first words uttered between them. André just nods, shot in his hand himself.

"Go."

They simultaneously lick the salt of their hands, downing the shot and bite the lemon, before they look at eachother again, André already pouring the next one. Placing it right in front of Mitch again, together with another slice of lemon, offering the salt shaker too. They down the second one too and while André already pours the third round, Mitch finally speaks up.

"While I appreciate this, why exactly are you trying to get me drunk at Alex's wedding, I don’t think he will appreciate it too much, when his best man is hammered."

"I'm just returning the favour, don’t think I didn’t know you sent Stoffel my way at Jev's wedding."

"How did you-."

André waves him off. "Takes one to know one", he smiles weakly.

"Cheers to that."

And there went the third round.

"So how are you holding up?", Mitch tries to stir the conversation to André's dilemma, away from his own. Even though it was clear, that he won’t be able to avoid it forever. But André indulges him for the moment and spills his thoughts

"I'm doing fine mostly. Jev and I had been apart for quite some time when he asked me to be the best man on his wedding. We ended it off on good terms. I know there is no sense in telling you, that I wasn’t miserable inside. On one hand, I'm insanely happy for him, because he deserves someone who makes him truly happy. On the other hand, whenever I used to imagine standing at the alter with him, it was not as his best man."

He recognises the longing in André's eyes. He knows his eyes glint in the same way, whenever he looks to the dance floor, where Alex is still glued to his wife. Newlyweds or something. Mitch is so happy for his friend. So happy. But he’s two for two now. Two for two boyfriends that chose the easy life of marrying a woman. Instead of him that is. Two for two of asking him to be their best man. Mitch would laugh if that wasn’t his life they are talking about.

"Hey, you there?", André asks, nudging his hand with a new shot. Mitch takes and downs it without even waiting for the lemon and salt, pulling a face. It’s definitely a lot more grim like that.

The sympathy in André's eyes almost kills him.

"Yeah. More complicated for me mate", Mitch says, what is implied heavy in his tone. "Two for two." He formed a fist with his fingers, spreading the thumb and pinky away and shaking it. The same thing surfers did to show that everything’s great. Or some of their colleagues like to do after a win. Making fun of himself was the only way Mitch could remotely deal with it.

André just sighs again and pours another round, this time insisting Mitch takes the salt and lemon.

"Daniel was pretty shit, I won't lie, but at least he made it quick and a lot more painless, going back and marrying at the slightest inconvenience in our relationship, telling me that we are better off as friends after all. But Alex, it hurts like a bitch."

And there goes round six. Mitch knows he should pause now. Let his stomach get accustomed to it. Let his liver some room to breathe. He also should be the one at Alex side so what the hell was going on anyways. He's allowed to scrape this night from his memory.

"I still don't really understand you guys' time line if I'm honest", André confesses, urging Mitch to go on.

"He and I have been on/off for years, a decade give or take. Even before my relationship with Daniel. Hell we were on just three months ago. When he called and said he wanted to talk, I-", his voice breaks and the sobs that he is holding back so well so far, nearly break out of him. He takes a shaky breath in, trying to keep his voice from trembling. "I thought he called me to tell, that he was leaving Alice for good, but instead he told me, that he had proposed to her."

André reaches over to squeeze his hand, trying to offer support. It's about as bad as he expected. Maybe worse even.

"You are not the problem here", André says, voice soft.

"No, I know, but that makes it worse. Because that means it would have worked under different circumstances it could have worked", Mitch sniffles and André tuts.

"No crying Mitch, here, take another one of these instead."

Mitch laughs and downs the next shot with André.

"I don't know if that is of any soothing, but you can't know if it would have worked under different circumstances. We never will."

"But it's pretty damn obvious, when you've been on and off for ten years. Something was there."

André doesn't know how to answer, because it's not like Mitch is wrong. So he tries to make him laugh again.

"Maybe we are just meant for that bachelor life", he says, shooting finger guns at Mitch.

"Maybe we'll end up together", Mitch just muses back, making André laugh in turn.

"You're not really my type", André responds.

"Why? If I grow my hair a bit longer and work on that beard, I can pass as a Jev impersonator."

From all the answers André expects, this was none of them, he laughs out short and loud. "I'll pay you 500€ if you do that for this year's Halloween party."

"You might have yourself a deal there Lotterer", Mitch smirks, clinking their shot glasses together, as they take the seventh round of the evening.

"So what are your options then, what about Rossiter? You and him used to be close, isn't that an option?"

André shakes his head, fond smile on his lips. "While I did hook up with James a few times, I fear he's of f the market."

"No. You are kidding? How did I not get wind of that?", Mitch suddenly sits up straight again, he loves gossip almost as much as he loves to be the gossip.

"'Cause he's on the grid", André smirks.

"Who?", Mitch asks faking a gasp, vibrating with curiosity.

André chuckles, he knows neither Max nor James will mind him telling Mitch. They had thought about telling the grid anyways, is just easier for hang outs.

"Max."

"As in Max Günther?", a real gasp coming from Mitch.

"The one."

"James was his team principal", he gapes.

"Precisely", André answers.

"How long? I mean- what? That's. Oh I'm so happy for them!"

"Can't really give you details, you'll have to ask for yourself, but they are incredibly sweet together."

"Well to them then", Mitch decides to give a spontaneous toast. Round eight of the night running down the back of their throats.

Mitch can see André's eyes lock on a point behind him, he doesn't even need to look to know that it's Jev there, probably dancing with his wife.

"Hey eyes on me", he commands spontaneously, not really sure why he said that himself.

André looks at him, equally surprised.

"We were just getting somewhere that isn't sulking over our ex-boyfriends. Let's not loose that momentum."

André nods and pours them another shot.

"Oh my god, you are actually trying to get me drunk", Mitch laughs. "Like I said, you can get into my bed easier than that."

André shakes his head and just holds out the shot. Mitch still takes in and downs it, biting into the lemon afterwards.

"But we have to find you someone, we are too hot to be the hottest bachelors in town", Mitch pretends to fan wind into his face, as to cool himself down.

"I originally wasn't going to tell you, but I'm on a good way with someone right now."

"Ohhhh tell me!!", Mitch wants to know immediately.

"It's still too early. But I think it's going somewhere", André blushes, fully blushes and Mitch isn't sure if he ever saw the always so cool André Lotterer blush before. Well, apart from when he still was with Jev. Mitch deems that to be a good sign.

He coos at his friend. "Finding love on your old days."

"Shut up", André laughs, shoving him gently over the table.

"Still. It's not easy to see Jev with someone else", André tells truthfully. "I've just been with him for too long, for it not to sting."

"Yeah. I feel that. I'm over Daniel, one hundred percent, but when I see him in the paddock, my stomach still twists. And Alex is a different story entirely."

The following silence seals the tenth round of shots for them, the bottle almost half empty already.

"Oh we will regret this so much tomorrow morning", Mitch chuckles, getting a nod in response from André.

"Go dance to sweat a bit if it out?", the German asks, offering Mitch his hand. That did sound enticing.

"Sure."

_______________

Another ten shots later - they have successfully convinced themselves in the time that passed that they'd have a hangover either way - Mitch still clings to André.

"I want a boyfriend, a boyfriend, that doesn't just goes of and marries the next best girl. One that will stay", he says, speech slurred.

"Yeah, that's what you deserve", André muses, patting Mitch's head. He's drunk too, but not nearly as drunk as Mitch. German genes or something.

"I need a boyfriend, who doesn't even think about marrying at this point. I think James is doing it right, being with something younger that is."

André looks at suprised, not sure where that came from, just to see tears brimming in Mitch's eyes.

"Okay, it's okay. Let's get you to bed. You're tired, huh?", André soothes and steers him towards the exit. Just before they make it out though, Alex steps in their way. It is late by now, surely past one in the morning, but the air is still warm, so not even that is an excuse for André to just drag Mitch along.

"You're leaving Mitch?", Alex asks, looking disappointed. André is like 85% convinced that Mitch would just fall into Alex's arms if he wasn't holding him.

"Yeah, 'm tired. André's taking me to bed."

"I'm bringing him to his bed so he can sleep", André corrects softly but sternly.

Still, jealousy flashes over Alex's face. André sighs deeply. He feared this could happen. He steers Mitch, who had previously stood between them to the side and grabs Alex's arm with his free one.

"Mate. You just got married. This isn't a good look. I promise I'll get him to bed safely. But this is on you. He would've married you too."

"I know", Alex's conceives.

"She's looking here", André observes.

Alex tenses up and bids them goodbye tight-lipped.

______________

Mitch wakes up, already groaning, his head hurts like a bitch and he once again swears to himself, that he'll never drink Tequila again. At least with André Lotterer.

He vaguely patts around to find his bedside table, hoping, praying, that he'll find an aspirin and some water there. When he does actually find these things, he makes a new resolve, to only drink with André ever again.

He does remember stumbling into his room aided by André, but judging by the fact, that the older man is nowhere to be seen, that's probably all he did in his room. Tuck him in, tell him everything will be alright and listen to him cry over Alex a bit more.

Live isn't fair and Mitch knows that too well. No title, no husband, not even a boyfriend, no one to come home to.

He wants to spend the day in bed, not get up, just laze around. There is nothing to do for him anyways. Well, Alex and Alice organised a day-after brunch, but Mitch isn't sure, if he's ready to see Alex again. With his wife.

He doesn't even know why he agreed to be best man in the first place, probably because he didn't want to loose his best friend and boyfriend in one go.

It feels like he lost both anyways.

Only then, he sees the little piece of paper, that also was left on his bedside table. It's still too dark in the room, to actually read it and Mitch doesn't feel like enduring the headache that would come as soon as he opens the blinds just yet.

It'll have to wait until Mitch has slept at least three hours more and so he doesn't exactly that. The next time he wakes up, he only feels vaguely like shit, which is already progress.

He stumbles out of bed and opens the blinds, letting some light in, the sun already standing high. He has probably slept through at least half of the brunch by now anyway and basically everyone knows his situation with Alex anyways, they will understand, at least those that matter to him. He can afford that one of Alice cousins thinks he's a dick.

The piece of paper finds its way back into his field of vision. He picks it up, squinting a bit to read it properly.

You said you want to date someone younger. Text him.

And then there is a number written on the paper. A number he doesn't have in his phone. From the scribble, Mitch can clearly identify it as André's handwriting. 'Is he trying to set me up?', shoots through his head.

And knowing André, he probably is. He always wants to see his friends happy and if that means pushing them into a certain direction, he would.

What does he have to loose anyway? Mitch shrugs and retrieves his phone from where he had previously neglected it, to read the note again. It would be nice, to be with someone again. Like actually, without buts and maybes. Without fearing they'll propose to their ex-girlfriend. But even some no strings attached fun would help him right now. He hasn't been seeing anyone ever since Alex broke it off for good

So he types out a message.

[redxblueihateloveyou]

Hey i really love your blog!!! I just plucked the courage to actually send u an ask fhdjhd but GOSH i love your video edits and your gifs and your meta article posts, you're so articulate and you can explain/describe moments in a way that makes me go "oh wow, i cant believe i haven't seen it that way before!!" Haha ANYWAYS i'm just here to say that i completely agree with what all u said, Free creators might do a lil fanservice here and there for the 25 ships that exists within the fandom's circle, but rinharu's storyline is clearly the most romantic one! And i'd argue it's the one closest to being canon esp after part 1, i mean the fact that they put such an explosive emotional outburst right at the end of the second to the last movie means a lot. It's like reinforcing the fact that this series has always been about them, and everything that has happened only happened either because they met or they grew appart and miss eachother. I kinda feel like maybe.. juust maayyybe there's a chance KA wants to make the ship canon, since it's the last movie and they want to end it on a highnote maybe (bcs honestly i think the only reason they've been holding back is purely bcs of the merch sales, since they don't have a problem showing a wholesome lesbian love story in kobayashi maid dragon) butt i could be wrong, maybe i'm just overly optimistic and delusional, they could somehow ruin it and give an ending that panders to all the ships again 😅🥲, but at least there's a clear-cut guarantee that part 2 would dedicate a large portion of it fixing rin and haru's fight!!! Oohh how can i wait another 6 months now!!😭😭 (sorry for the long ask btw!! 🙏🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️)

OMG thank you so so much!! For watching my vids too! ❤️❤️❤️ It really means a lot to me! Ahhhh wow, thats the longest ask I've ever recieved! 😍 I'm trying to explain myself so hard lol I'm glad its appreciated, bc sometimes I'm like "I don't fucking know how to say this" xD

Well, you know me, I only care for one ship, which is the only one with confirmed info that they're both actually gay and have mutual feelings for each other. There are some other ships in free! I'm fine with (those do not include Rin or Haru in them xD), but I just mostly don't care, bc after reading all the stuff, you can see that in some of those to one the other one is actually like his second option, which I just do not like. Others I just don't even see, bc again to me who witnessed great close male friendships and having two sisters who I'm very close to, I just do not see anything romantic in that.

It's not just Free! tbh, it's like any sports anime these days. They see two guys walking together, it's a ship. And like no one cares if they're just bros. Like I'd get i they did some fanservice fanservice, but like I never saw anyone in Free! crossing the line the way rinharu do. I can without thinking much name you 10 rh moments that no matter how hard you think can't be explain as being bros, but can't name one when it comes to others. I just find some ppl shipping everyone with everyone weird sometimes. It's like western fans see like some eastern actors or singers slap each other ass lovingly and they're like "oh they're fucking" I'm like "yeah, ofc all 500 of them, you're absolutely right". And Free! doesn't do anything even like that, I just do not get sometimes like what moment even brought on some ships. I'm genuinely confused. Albert and Haru? You fucking fell from a sakura tree or smth? I'm...

I'm especially confused when it comes to guys, whose character type is who I call "I only want this one and if I can't have it, then I'm ok" xD. It just always surprised me, when they try to pair up them with someone else, it's like a complete ooc.

I'm also not into this whole "well, if there are gays in this anime, than everyone there is gay". I'm like... huh. It's like with KNB and MDZS I had same feeling. It's like you have already couples there who are canon/borderline canon, why do you need another 10 who don't even interact or just don't even go there? I'm always so confused in those situations. Or like wangxian is married and some are like "no, I actually don't like it, let me write a fic when they're with other ppl". Lan Zhan... being in love or having sex with someone else? Yeah, that's not Lan Zhan, dude, you're writing about someone else. Might as well change the name at this point.

But last time I went to twitter someone had a thread about how if they make s4 of Free! they should mainly explore there Momo's angst (and no, it wasn't a joke), so I'm already like, I'm just.. nothing will surprise me no more. But I'm forever gonna be confused.

Yeah, I eel you about "going there". I mean seeing part of it, it just kinda cemented my confusion, bc I do not get how it can be considered platonic. We were just discussing since yesterday with @freeseafirefly how I now even more perplexed and do not understand how they will resolve it without going into relationship territory. It's just our point here is that like... no one forced them to go there (I mean its not like this whole fandom has some wild expectations or anything already), we were waiting or our usual friendship and swimming and maybe tiny conflict about struggles of pro-careers and some usual rh implications (maybe all the rh gay in dramas as always). Not some pure fanfiction coming to life here haha.

Like why I'm laughing is bc I twice used in my "fics" bringing up him leaving Haru as a force to push the confession, bc there's no way if he adresses this it won't lead to this. And now we not only have this (bc Haru just basically layed it out there), but an actual scene of him playing on their feelings for each other and a literal image of Rin leaving and "taking Haru's heart with him" to the point when he's for the first time in his life openly crying on the ground. And it's not like this scene can be interpreted as anything else, the whole fandom talks same, bc the whole fight was just about them, what Haru said was just about them, there's a literal boom of his heart getting out of his chest, before he falls and now he's heartless.

So our question is like... why go there?

It's like some say that they might still resolve it with "they're special to each other" and swimming, but still like we already knew that, there was no reason to go that far is what I'm saying. And to think that it was planned since forever giving the clues is like... ???

The whole spoon theme also throw me on the loop because like, lets be honest, it's wedding themed. And that part of the interview about part 2 there also made me go...?????? Because I mean, huh?

This is just all in all very interesting turn of events to say the least. I do not see the point of all of this if its not what I think it is, esp after seeing tweets like "even I see a rh wedding and I'm mh T_T". It's just all very unsubtle, that's why we're confused.

Like who knows, maybe we'll really by some magic turn of events get lucky and they really decided that since its the ending, it's okay to go for it. But I also don't wanna to hype myself much, I'm already really happy with it, just bc again, this scene already proves all of my points.

And yeah, I'm sure they'll pander to everyone, bc it's the end and etc and we have to handle everything on the good note and there's a whole line of ppl who's obsessed with us, esp with Haru xD, but like bromance pandering and romance pandering are different things, you know *wiggles eyebrows* and u know who always gets the second one.

[fandom-blackhole]

19. Summer Camp AU

73. Stranded Due to Inclement Weather

I haven't seen a summer camp AU and now I'm OBSESSED WITH THE CONCEPT

Just gonna preface this with the fact that I am currently working as an on campus RA and I kind of got the idea from that....

19. Summer Camp AU

 73. Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Okay, so I wanna start this off in kind of a cute way. So when you were in highschool, there was the summer camp that you would go to every year. At the summer camp you had fun, but you had trouble with making friends, always tending to stick to the back of the group, not really wanting to deal with the drama floating around and the over all rowdy-ness of the kids your age. There at the back of the group was always another boy, who kept to himself, and never really interacted with people. It took you your second summer there, to finally introduce yourself to him, and after that you and Din Djarin became close friends. The two of you were practically glued together, never going anywhere without the other, unless it was time to go to your cabins at night. Din was sweet and kind to you, and over the years you found yourself crushing on the boy, but not doing anything because you didn't want to loose him as a friend. Then, your last day, or your last summer at the camp, Din grabbed your hand and placed his necklace he was always wearing in your hand, the one with the 'mudhorn signet' as he had called it, saying, "I...I....I want you to have this, to, um, well so you don't forget about me...." You flipped out and looked at him sad and panicking saying that you didn't have anything for him in return. He had only replied saying he didn't need anything to remember you, but last minute, still panicking and thinking that this might be the last time you see him, you reached up and pulled him down into a kiss. It was short and sweet and you didn't want to pull away but you had too. After that day, you wore his necklaces religiously, everyday, and swore you would see him again. But the days, months, years passed and before you knew it you were fully an adult. Stressed, you take a vacation from your pointless job to go and visit your home town, and your parents. One morning while you were there your dad made an off hand comment about your old summer camp needing chaperones and helpers, and you immediately jumped at the chance, sending in your application. A week letter you received a letter saying that you got the job and that you needed to come to the camp sight next week to help set up for the summer. Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, you were walking along the old summer camp feeling nostalgic and happy. The place looked the exact same, the main building/cafeteria was still in the middle of the property, surrounded by several cabins, in the back there was a volleyball pit and some rope swings, and behind those was the glittering deep blue lake. Smiling while reminiscing on old times, you walked into the main building. Inside, you found a man with his back to you talking to another woman. As you got closer you couldn't take your eyes off the man, he had an air of familiarity about him, his wide shoulders, narrow waist (and nice ass, not that you were looking at it....), and dark and unruly curl hair. When you got up next to him, he had finished speaking with the woman and you softly cleared your throat saying, "Excuse, this is my first year working here, could you point me to what I need to be doing?" Then the man was turning around, and the first thing you noticed was his cute and patchy facial hair as well as his arms you previously had thought were crossed were holding a young toddler. When you finally looked up to meet the man's eyes you were immediately thrown into the past, seeing the rich deep brown that held nothing but kindness, and at the same time the two of you said eachother's names. You said it more surprised, while Din whispered your name shocked and with a touch of disbelief. Unconsciously you reached up for the necklace that he had given to you years before, while saying, "Maker Din, i swear you have grown a whole other foot since I seen you last." Sheepishly, with a light dusting of pink falling across his cheeks, Din said, "Well..you..you have grown so much prettier..." Then immediately after his eyes widened and he rushed out, "Wait no, I, uh, didn't mean it like that, I just meant..." You just

giggled at him and said, "I see you are still great with words Din." The rest of the day passed quickly, the two of you setting up and talking about whats happened since you last saw the other. You found out that Din had been working at the camp since he was old enough to apply, and to the point that he was the head of the camp, practically running the place by himself, besides the owner. And when he explained that the young toddler, whose name is Grogu, he had adopted, he wasn't his biologically, never having been in a long committed relationship, well you were more relieved than you should have been. After the kids showed up and things picked up for the summer, the two of you worked as pretty much the perfect team. Din was good with the kids, always coming up with and doing activities that had all the kids joining in and having fun. While you were great with talking with the kids, and sorting through any problems or teenage drama. You often found Grogu following you around with smiles, as he came to you for attention when he felt his father wasn't giving him enough, by his little standards. Whenever your were playing with or spoiling the little child, you tended to feel like someone was watching you but you often brushed it off. All together the summer passed with little problem, but lots of tension that slowly built over over time between you and Din. The last day was spent in pretty much chaos as throughout the day parents came and picked up their kids, and by the time it was getting dark the last kid was leaving and you were exhausted and just ready to sleep. The next day was spent cleaning up the buildings and most of the staff leaving, until it was only you, Din, and Grogu. Grogu had been getting fussy as Din was finishing putting away some heavier boxes, so you had taken the child and put him down for a nap. Shortly after the child fell asleep, Din sneaked into the staff cabin you both had been staying at, whispering, "We should be heading out, that large thunderstorm is rolling in faster than what was predicted. Do you need help carr-" Mid sentence Din stopped talking, and when you looked up to meet his eyes, you saw him reach forward brushing his thumb of the necklace that was no longer tucked into your shirt. You had been hiding it the entire summer, not brave enough to bring up that final day together years ago. But now Din softly brushed his thumb back and forth over the necklace, before whispering, "You actually kept it?" "Of course I did, I have worn it everyday since." Then he met your eyes, and looked down at your lips for a second, before leaning in slowly so you could pull away if you wanted, then his lips crashed with your own and you were tangling your fingers in his hair, pulling you closer. After that one thing led to another, and you both had ended up sleeping together, going at it multiple times before completely falling asleep tangled together for the night. After an hour of peaceful sleeping you both were jolted awake by the a loud crack of thunder. Looking at eachother you both said, "Shit" before jumping apart and scrambling to get dressed. In your little tryst, the two of you had completely forgotten about the storm. And now, Din was running to get his crying son, as you peaked out the window. The storm outside was raging so hard that you couldn't even see the next cabin over, the wind was howling and you could hear branches snapping and trees growing from the amount of wind. Turning around you looked at Din when he entered the room and said, "We aren't leaving anytime soon. If I remember correctly this story is supposed to last for a day or so. So we better hunker down?" Din sighed and nodded, passing Grogu to you and saying that he was going to go whip something up for dinner. The weather just progressively continued to get worse and worse, at one point the small cabin lost power and Din went around lighting any candles he could find, and dragging every blanket and pillow into the living area so you all could sleep together. By the time the frightened child finally fell asleep again, you

and Din were all but exhausted and worried. But you had to admit that falling asleep in his arms right there in the middle of that living room was something you wanted to happen more often, if not forever.

Send me an AU or two??

[roguerogerss]

Sorry is a Sorry Word

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Plot: Steve fucked up - bad. He doesn’t really know how, or if, he should say sorry, until Dustin gives him a pep talk.

W/C: 3.1k

A/N: Just now realising how long this is oops, sorry. My first Stranger Things fic! Finally. (watch this flop so hard lmao) Remember to like and reblog if you enjoy! It really helps me out. As always, requests are open and any and all feedback is appreciated <3

————

"Dustin, Please, just leave me alone." She lay back on her bed, tears streaming down her face and hair amiss from where she'd run her fingers through it. "I'm fine, I just...give me some time."

"But, we tell eachother everything." Her little brother sounded so small and defeated that it almost broke her heart in two. She could hear him leaning his back against the door, the back of his head thumping dully against the wood a second later. "I feel like we're drifting apart. You don't talk to me anymore."

"Dustin-"

"No, it's okay. Don't worry." Dustin cleared the remnants of his upset from his throat, "We can talk later. I get that you need time."

And with that, he'd left. She could hear his muffled footsteps on the carpeted floor of the hallway, walking away from her bedroom and back to his own. She knew that she wanted to talk to him and vent about all of the happenings of the day, but she couldn't bring herself to let her walls down in front of anyone about her current situation just yet.

It was Steve. And it was bad.

They'd been together for a year and ten months. He'd been there for her through thick and thin. Whenever their mom went MIA, something that happened more often than not, during the days and weeks and months that Y/N was left to take care of her thirteen year old brother on her own with no notice whatsoever, Steve was there. And he'd take Dustin out to the cinema, give him free ice cream, play Dungeons and Dragons with him and his friends - even though Steve had no idea how to play Dungeons and Dragons. He'd sleep over, make her feel like she wasn't alone. It filled her with pride to see him taking Dustin under his wing, more like a dad than even an older brother.

When they lost Hopper, who'd become more of a parental figure than she and Dustin's mom was to her, he was standing by her side at the funeral, hand grasping her own smaller one with force and squeezing it every so often, just to remind her that he was there. He was there after the funeral, too, when they went to the cabin and went through Hopper's things. He was there when she found the birthday present that Hopper had bought for her, a necklace with, 'you're pretty cool, kid', engraved on it. Hopper's way of saying that he loved her. It came with a letter, one that she cried so hard while reading that she couldn't see the words on the page.

The point was, that Steve had been there through everything. And now that they'd had a huge argument over - of all things - Nancy Wheeler, she was unsure of whether or not she'd have Steve to lean on anymore.

It wasn't so much a stupid argument as it was a stupid mistake on Steve's end. He even admitted to himself that what he'd done was more than a dick move. Tina was having a party, a big one, for old time's sake. Y/N wasn't invited, having been socially considered as 'uncool' while in High School, while Steve was invited. He said that it wasn't a big deal, it didn't matter, he wouldn't go.

Except that it was a big deal, it did matter, and, well, he did go.

He'd gotten really drunk, so drunk, in fact, that he had no recollection of the night at all and managed to stumble to Y/N's front door at five in the morning.

He'd told her that he went to the party, that he was sorry. She'd been mad, but she was so tired that she said she'd deal with it in the morning and told Steve to sleep it off on the sofa. Before going to sleep, however, Steve had told Y/N that he 'thought he might've kissed Nancy' that night.

They'd argued about it the next day. She'd dropped him off at home, neither of them speaking at all in the car, and they'd screamed at eachother in Steve's living room. Little did either of them know, Steve hadn't actually kissed Nancy, he was just so drunk that he made himself believe that he had. And then, Y/N told Steve that they were done, and he'd said 'fine', and she'd left and cried in her car for an hour.

And now, she was here. Crying on her bed, little brother probably thinking that one of her friends had died or something.

She hated herself for blowing up and flying off the handle and literally breaking up with Steve. Steve, on the other hand, hated himself for even going to the party, hated himself for - possibly - kissing Nancy, hated himself for going to Y/N's front door and waking her up so early in the morning.

In the grand scheme of things, Steve Harrington had been an asshole. And he was all too aware of it.

It had been around half an hour since she got home when Dustin knocked on the door again. This time, she'd managed to calm down enough to allow him to come inside. She looked horrifying, hair messed up, tear stained face, cuddling a pillow and wearing one of Steve's shirts, but Dustin was her brother, he had no right to judge her.

The door swung open slowly, and Dustin was there, grinning and holding two pints of ice cream, spoons, and some movies. "Thought we could put a movie on and eat. And you can tell me about your problems and I promise I'll listen."

"Is the ice cream cookie dough?" Y/N asked, sniffling, and a watery smile crossed her face. Dustin laughed, happy to see his sister perking up at least a little bit, even if it was over ice cream, and turned the carton to reveal to her that it was, in fact, cookie dough.

"Only the best." He tossed one of the cartons and a spoon at her, and turned on the TV set that sat across from her bed. "Besides, I know it's the only one you'll eat when you're sad."

"You know me entirely too well." She hugged her knees to her chest and dug into her ice cream, relishing in the taste of it for a second, "Oh my God, I haven't had this in so long. And the Scoops cookie dough is so bad."

"Right? I know Steve thinks it's the best, but he is so wrong." Little did Dustin know, one mention of his name would make Y/N's meltdown begin all over again. Soon enough, she was crying hot tears into her ice cream, and she allowed Dustin to lay his head on her shoulder while she explained everything.

"Okay, I have to go somewhere." Dustin knew what he had to do, and Y/N's eyebrows furrowed as he got swiftly up from her bed. "I'll be like, maybe half an hour. But you can eat my ice cream if it starts to melt."

"Dustin! Don't leave me!"

"Watch the movie!"

And then he was gone, and she was by herself, with only some ice cream and E.T. to keep her company.

Meanwhile, Dustin had found Steve at work. He was insanely hungover - although, the headache and sickness had gone away thanks to Robin and her Tylenol, but the tiredness still remained - and reminded Dustin faintly of a particular zombie in Day of the Dead when he walked into Family Video to find him leaning on the counter. The grim look on his face wasn't so much because of the hangover, though, it was more to do with the fact that he and his girlfriend of nearly two years had broken up half an hour ago, and he'd been forced to go to work.

"If you're here to talk to Steve, I wouldn't. He nearly punched me when I asked him if he wanted Tylenol. And I'm a girl." Robin stopped Dustin at the front door, a serious look on her face, but he shrugged her off.

"It's fine. He won't do anything. Besides, I know what this whole thing's about. That's why I'm here." He tried to walk off again, but Robin grabbed his upper arm, tugging him back and making him elaborate.

"Is it Y/N? I think there was a fight between them or something. He’s never looked this rough.” Robin looked concerned, and she was. She’d never seen Steve so upset before. “He was crying when he came in.” She added.

Dustin shrugged, “Yeah, I’m gonna talk to him. He’ll be fine tomorrow.” He decided not to give Robin any more information on the situation in case Y/N or Steve would've gotten mad at him for it.

"Henderson, hey." Steve said quietly when he noticed that Dustin had entered the store. He looked like he'd been crying, and Robin was definitely right when she said he’d never looked rougher. "If you're here to hang out-"

"I'm not here to hang out, Steve. We have to talk." Dustin crossed his arms sternly over his chest, raising his eyebrows and nodding his head in the direction of the store room. Steve grumbled and complied, unlocking the door and ushering Dustin inside.

"You have to apologise."

"Apologise? Apologise for - what exactly are we talking about?" Steve rubbed a hand exhaustedly over his face, leaning against a sealed box of movies that he was supposed to have put away by now.

"You know what for, Steve. Y/N. You hurt her. Like, really badly. I don't think I've ever seen her so upset." Steve already wanted Dustin to stop, but he continued, really wanting him to get the message of just how hurt his sister was. "She cried in her room for half an hour before she even let me talk to her, and now she's at home by herself, probably crying some more because you went to a stupid party. I mean, seriously man, couldn't you just have stayed home? What was so important about it?"

Steve threw his head back and hid his face with his hands, wanting the floor to open up and swallow him whole. He knew that he'd been a dick, he knew that he'd hurt her, but, Jesus, knowing the details made his heart flip in his chest and his stomach hurt. He hated seeing Y/N upset at the best of times, nevermind when it was his fault.

"Yeah. Yeah, I should've just left it. Jeez, Dustin, I'm such an asshole."

"Yes. An asshole, you are. And what was that other shit? About you kissing Nancy?"

"I didn't kiss Nancy, okay? My drunk mind just kinda...made me believe that I did. I called her today just to confirm." Steve swallowed, suddenly having the nausea of his hangover coming back to him.

"Does Y/N know that?" Dustin had his arms crossed, back against the wall, looking unimpressed as Steve shook his head. "Seriously man? Don't you think that the first thing you should've done after finding out that you didn't actually cheat on your girlfriend, was tell your girlfriend that you didn't actually cheat on her?"

"My head's all over the place, Henderson. Cut me some slack, okay?"

"You have to come say sorry, you know that, right?"

"I will. I will, I promise. I finish in an hour, why don't you go home, I'll buy some flowers, take a shower and get changed, and I'll come chap on your door like none of this even happened." Steve had suddenly perked up, gesturing with his arms and almost getting excited to initiate his plan.

"Yeah. Sure. But it better be good, Harrington. You better make her happy."

Steve didn't even have time to respond before Dustin was running off, getting on his bike, and cycling back home to his sister. He promised himself internally that he'd do all it took to make her happy.

Y/N had finished her ice cream and Dustin's had started to melt by the time he got home. She hadn't cried any more, had been too focussed on the movie, and Dustin was relieved to see her laughing at something on the screen when he entered her bedroom.

"Hey." She smiled. "Your ice cream's melting, you'd better eat it."

Dustin smiled and bellyflopped onto her bed, sending her into a fit of laughter. They both laughed so hard, in fact, that they barely heard the doorbell ring, and Dustin almost got up to go and get it.

He stopped himself though, not wanting Steve to call him an idiot or something along those lines. "You should go. I have to eat my ice cream before it melts." He said sheepishly, sitting back down from where he'd jumped up. Y/N rolled her eyes and threw the pillow that she was holding at Dustin's face.

"Alright, make your sad sister get the door because you have to eat ice cream." She stood up even as she spoke, knowing that Dustin wasn't going to budge. "Nice one, asshole."

Y/N had left her bedroom before Dustin could retaliate, bounding down the stairs and realising that, if anyone saw her the way that she looked now, they'd probably never respect her again. The doorbell went again, and she sighed quietly at the lack of patience from whoever was on the other side.

She - stupidly - didn't even bother to look out of the window that stood next to the door to check who it was before opening it, and nearly closed it again when she realised who was standing there.

"Hey, woah, don't close the door yet!" It was Steve, his eyes widened from the possibility that he'd come all the way to her house so that she could slam the door in his face, holding white lilies and a box of chocolates, which was - in Y/N's opinion - the cheesiest apology ever. "Just...listen? For like, a minute."

She slowly let her hand slide off of the door knob, watching as Steve relaxed a significant amount even from seeing her do that. "A minute." She crossed her arms over her chest, chewing her cheek. "You have a minute."

"Okay, uh, yeah, okay." Steve began his rambling. "Listen, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I know I shouldn't have gone to that party, I know I shouldn't have gotten so drunk that I managed to convince myself that I kissed Nancy. Did I already say that I didn't actually kiss Nancy? I called her, and she said we didn't even speak. Bottom line is, I'm an asshole. I know that, and I hate myself for hurting you. Dustin told me how upset you were and I...I couldn't even comprehend the fact that I did that."

He paused, looking down at his feet and waiting for Y/N to say something. Something that didn't come, she simply stood, looking at and biting her fingernails, trying to figure out whether or not she should give in and forgive him or not, so he stopped waiting and spoke some more.

"I'm sorry. I love you. I love you so much. And I know that I fucked up, and I don't expect you to forgive me-"

"Steve." Y/N stopped him. He looked up at her, expecting that she'd look upset or annoyed, but she was smiling and shaking her head. "Come here."

"Seriously?" He already wished he hadn't said what he did before he'd even finished speaking. Seriously? What kind of thing to say was that? "I mean, you know-"

She was already hugging him before he could finish speaking. She knew that he'd ramble on for hours if he could, but she also knew that she already forgave him and didn't need to listen to his rambling. "It's okay. I forgive you."

"Oh, thank God. I thought I'd lost you, really, I did." He sighed into her hair, realising that he was probably ruining the bouquet of flowers with the way that he was crushing them against her back.

"Well, you were an asshole. You had every right to think you'd lost me." Steve had always loved her subtle sassiness, it was a habit that she often fell into unknowingly, but it made him chuckle.

"Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I was an asshole."

She let go of him, finally, and stood back. He was wearing his light blue jeans, a black t-shirt and belt, with a blue jacket. It was an outfit that she'd seen him in before, quite a few times, but he never failed to look good in it anyway. His hair was slightly amiss, as though he'd gotten ready as quickly as he could - which was true, but she didn't know that for sure - but it still had his Steve 'the hair' Harrington charm.

"So, can I come in, or are you just gonna stand there and mock me?" He grinned and she stood to the side, allowing him to join her in the hallway. He went straight for the kitchen, taking out a vase and filling it up with water, then placing the flowers in it and leaving it on the kitchen counter.

"I didn't say you could-" She was trying to joke with him, but he didn't seem to care much, as he cut her off by dipping his head towards hers and kissing her passionately. He hated to admit it, probably something to do with the small part of his King Steve persona that he still carried around with him, but he'd missed her, and it had only been a few hours.

"Woah, easy tiger." Y/N laughed, pulling away when Steve's hands started to travel downwards. "We haven't even properly spoken yet."

"Yeah. Sorry." Steve said sheepishly. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and smiled down at the floor. "Do you wanna talk?"

She shrugged. "Not particularly."

"So, really, it's okay for me to do this," He closed the gap between them again, beaming at her while he searched her face for any sign of disapproval and admired the little flecks of contrasting colours that danced in her eyes. And then he kissed her again, lips soft against her own, gentle - something that wasn't widely believed, Steve Harrington was actually one of the most gentle people that Y/N had ever met.

"Well, yeah." She grinned, breathless. "But I'm sort of in the middle of watching a movie, wanna join?"

And so they spent the rest of the day, wrapped in the blankets on Y/N's bed and Y/N wrapped in Steve's arms, watching movies that Dustin fished out from the cabinet under the TV that Y/N didn't even know that they had.

She had to say, Steve's apologies were often cheesy and terrible, but this one wasn’t so bad as it was enjoyable.

[doctorporkchop02]

Underswap Ruins Map Layout (Rough Sketch) and the Events of the new Incinerate Ruins.

So I made a little Doodle of the Map layout for the new version of Incinerate Ruins... Well I can't really call it Incinerate Ruins any more. So after months of struggling to find a theme for a Summer Version of the Ruins, I decided to get rid of the Volcano and Desert theme and instead go for a... Drum roll please...

AN AMUSEMENT PARK THEME!!!

Yep, I decided to make Incinerate Ruins a mix of the Ruins from Undertale and an Amusement Park with Rollar Coasters, Bouncy Floors, other stands for little games the monsters could play for prizes, Balloons and other decorations everywhere, and at the very end of it, a giant Circus Tent runned by the one and only Hapstablook!!!

Actually, the Rollar Coasters and other stuff was all Hapstablook idea so not only could the Catacombs be more Lively and Exciting, but it also gives him an excuse to appease his own ego, by putting posters and statues everywhere, and making the prizes in the games themed after Hapstablook... because of course of course Hapstablook would do something like that.

But yeah, I don't have a name for this new version of the Ruins yet, but I'm happy with this and I hope you like the change too. But I guess I should go through this doodle and explains what's going to happen...

Okay, so when you first start off, Chara is laying down on their stomach on a bed of Golden Flowers, reminiscent of Undertale's Intro.

But Chara gets up, shakes their head, looks up where they fell down, and starts walking through a long hallway and goes through a giant door. Then Chara encounters the Temmie Dolls where She introduces herself, offers to give you a Tutorial like Flowey's Tutorial in Undertale, and then they {DOG!} and {DOG!} and barely leaves Chara at 1 out of 20 HP, but where Asgore comes in a shooes Temmie away with a Fireball, Introduces himself, realizes Chara is hurt, and offers to guide you through the Ruins.

Chara follows King Fluffybuns and finds themself in an area similar to Undertale's Weird Stair Room, and is also where Chara finds their first Save Point, after that Chara and Asgore go through the door at the end of the room and... Asgore realizes the Puzzles have been reactivated mysteriously and then says...

Asgore: Oh my, those pesky kids must have reactivated the puzzles again. I'm afraid I am going to have to have another chat with Mrs. Eyewalker again.

(Asgore then turns around and faces Chara)

Asgore: I apologize child, but it seems like we are going to have to do some puzzles into order to proceed. Thankfully, the puzzles here are not going to be too hard, I have a feeling that you are a very smart child and can solve this puzzle easily. I have faith in you, now go child, go and push those... boxes...

Asgore: Ho ho ho. Maybe I should ask that young fellow if he could help me make this puzzles more exciting.

So now Chara has to do a Box puzzle similar to the ones from Deltarune. It's not complicated at all and when Chara pushes both of the boxes to the two "X" Spots, the Spikes blocking the way deactivate and Chara and Asgore can proceed.

Then Asgore stops and says...

Asgore: Now Child, I'm sure that you are aware that I am not the only monster down here, and like how that doll did before, monsters may try to attack you... but I assure you that it is nothing personal.

Asgore: It's just that monsters have not seen a human in years, centuries even, and your soul is... well very valuable, monsters may try to take your soul, and I am not sure if I will be able to protect you from them. But that is why I am going to teach you how to defend yourself if a monster were to attack you. While I am far too old to teach you myself, I have someone else who can assist me with that.

(Asgore gestures Chara towards Mad Dummy)

Asgore: Now I suggest that you try to only talk and spare the monsters that attack you, so you can end the fight peacefully, you might even make a few friends afterwards. I also suggest that you only resort to Violence if it is absolutely necessary. But the monsters down here are very kind, so you will more than likely never need to resort to violence.

Asgore: Here, let's practice here on Mr. Dummy, now remember child, try to talk with him and then spare him. I wish you the best of luck child, although I do not think you need it, I bet you are a very kind child and I bet this will be as easy as pie for you. Hohoho.

Then the battle is initiated where "Fighting" Mad Dummy is really similar to "Fighting" the Ruins Dummy in Undertale. So let's just assume Chara tries to talk to Mad Dummy first.

-ACT > TALK

(Flavor Text: You say "Greetings" to the dummy... he doesn't seem up for a conversation.)

Mad Dummy: . . .

-ACT > TALK

(Flavor Text: You try talking to the Dummy again, he still doesn't seem up for a conversation, you and the Dummy just end up awkwardly staring at eachother for a while.)

Mad Dummy: . . .

Mad Dummy: . . . . . .

Mad Dummy: . . . . . . . . What?

Mad Dummy: What are YOU looking at?!

Mad Dummy: Yes!! I'm a Dummy!! I know!! I KNOW!!

Mad Dummy: How Rude of you to just walk up to me, say "GrEeTiNgS", not even asking me how my day has been by the way!!! Then!! THEN!!!!!! You just stare at me with that Creepy Face!!! How Awful!! How Despicable!!!!! How Disrespectful!!!!!!!!

Mad Dummy: Haven't your parents ever told you it's rude to stare at strangers?!?!?!?!? Do you not listen to your parents or something?!?!?! Awful!! Awful!!! AWFUL!!!! You should have more respect for your parents!!!!! They know much more and have lived much longer than YOU!!! You should listen to them more!!!!! You are such a bad seed!!! A Rotten Egg!!! A Despicable Whatever you are!!!!!!

Mad Dummy: Somebody around here should teach brats like you a lesson!!!!!! IN FACT, I'LL GIVE YOU A LESSON YOU'LL NEVER FORGET!!!!

(Mad Dummy Pulls out a Knife)

Mad Dummy: LESSON START!!!!!

(Mad Dummy throws the Knife at Chara, but Chara dodges the attack)

Mad Dummy: . . . . . I'm . . . . . Outta lessons . . .

(Asgore launches a Fireball towards Mad Dummy and yells "That's enough!"... but the Fireball actually hits Mad Dummy... The dummy is now on fire...)

(Mad Dummy Creepily Turns his head 180° And Slowly Floats towards Asgore...)

Mad Dummy/Burnt Dummy: . . . . .

Burnt Dummy: Did you. Just hit me. WITH A FIREBALL?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Burnt Dummy: WASTHATREALLYNECESSARYTODOOHMYGODOHMYGODYOUARESUCHAHYPOCRITESAYINGYOUSHOULDNEVERUSEVIOLENCEANDTHENYOUGOANDUSEVIOLENCEYOUAREJUSTASBADASTHISLITTLEBRATSERIOUSLYWHATISTHEMATTERWITHYOUDOYOUTHROWFIREBALLSATANYONEWHOISANGRYWHODOESTHATOBVIOUSLYLUNATICSLIKEYOUYOUHAVESERIOUSLYISSUESANDTHISMESSAGEISKINDAGETTINGABITTOLONGANDSOIAMJUSTGOINGTOENDTHISMESSAGEHEREANDIFYOUAREREADINGTHISTHENYOURANERDBUTSERIOUSLYFLUFFYGUYWHATISYOURPROBLEM-

(Burnt Dummy gets hit by an oncoming Rollar Coaster Car and gets carried away.)

(Both Asgore and Chara are wide eyed... o_o)

. . . Moving on . . . The next room is just a random room with a long hallway next to it, but there are three lone Cardboard Boards in the corner and a Cardboard Stand that says "TeM!!1!1!" On it with Marker. But when Chara and Asgore walk down the long hallway, Chara gets a Forced Encounter with a Whimsun and instead of Asgore glaring at the Whimsun like how Toriel does with Froggit in Undertale, Asgore politely asks Whimsun to not attack Chara, which Whimsun does and Flutters away awkwardly, after that is the Invisible Spike Path Puzzle thing, where Asgore gives Chara Piggyback ride while walking through the Spike Path.

After that is sadly the end of what I have right now for the new Incinerate Ruins, the next room is just a big Room filled with Tables, Balloons, and other stands with games for the Monsters to play and to the very left of the room is the legendary "Candy Bowl of Amazingness" where it acts basically the same as the Candy Bowl from Undertale...

... Yeah that's all I have for right now, if you have any ideas on things to be added or changed in the first part of Incinerate Ruins, lemme know.

I really hope you guys like what I have so far, because I know that I do.

But as always, I hope you guys have an awesome rest of your day/night.

[a-grounder-from-the-sky]

SKAM España: Long Ass Analyses S02 E10 C3.

Oooh boi! I dont even know how many times I've watched that clip. Guys this two make me feel so much, one clip I'm exited the other I'm confused and then disappointed, mad, sad, happy, sad again, happy again, frustrated, all that at the same time... oof SKAM does that to you. Glad that I discovered this amazing Universe through these two beautiful girls. I wish I could watch this clip for the first time.

Vale ¡ Empezamos !

PARALLEL ! I love parallels. Cris is impatiently waiting for JoJo like "Where's my baby at !" With a beautifully well wrapped little package. One of the first thing that came into my mind was, Cris is waiting Joana the same way Joana waited for her In Perdóname. This time, Cris doesn't wait for Joana to come back she takes matters into her own hands and go to her. We love a confident Cris.

After a little while Joana finally comes into view, and I swear when her eyes locked with Cris, I saw a little rictus form on her lips or I'm wrong and just saw what I wanted to see. But whatevaaah, I know despite the face and the attitude she was giving, Joana was happy to see Cris but she had a role to maintain which was Joana "doesn't love Cris" Bianchi.

My baby Cris politely said Hola with the sweetest voice ever and JoJo was like "Bitch what is you want ?" I wanted to slap her but reminded myself that she was playing a role. But luckily, Cris does not let her tone affect her and gives Jo the pretty package saying "Here love of my life I bought you a gift", I am so proud of how well Cris is handeling the situation, very calm and composed.

Joana roughly unwrap the gift and TADAAAH a book ! Dangerous Liaisons. This book is the centre piece of this season 'cause it's a reflection of Cris and Joana's relationship I mean even the title screams CROANAAA! Dangerous Liaison. As in harsh/complicated/challenging relationship. A bumpy ride don't forget your seatbelt and I feel like it can also be apply for us, the fans, and how their relationship affected us, well at last for me. I mean I haven't had a proper 8 hour sleep in more than a month because of these two, they keep me awake, cause it's or I'm to worry to sleep or I'm to happy. Like... dude ! what is this. I'm having a dangerous liaisons with SKAM España.

Alright carry on.

When Joana sees the book she's like "I already read it, thank you next"

But Cris won't back down and says "Nope, not this one open it"

And BOOOOOOM ! Just like that mi Corazon was hit. I had to pause the video cause I became La Llorona I needed to catch my breathe and to stop my eyes from watering 'cause I couldn't see shit.

I was so not expecting it which made it 100 times better. Funny 'cause it reminded me of when Joana wrote down "Perdóname(I'm sorry)", and did you know that "I'm sorry" and "I love you" are two of the most hard phrases to say to someone ? (-> Needs verification but I'm sure I'm right).

So Cris wrote it down cause you know it's easier then saying it (little advise, when you need to say something to someone but you can't do it cause it's hard, write it down and give it to them. It helps.) And we know that she's not good with saying big and heavy words like I love you.

Cold Joana is still playing hard to get and says "Why now ?" I think she responded like that cause she didn't want to believe it you know ?

Cris answers that because it's the truth, to my surprise Cris says it out loud this time "I love you biiiiish I ain't never gonna stop loving you biiiish", while looking at Joana in the eyes. So proud my baby girl is growing, and being fearless about her feelings. Go girl ! Express yourself. Cris confesses never having said it to anyone but she wanted to tell her at least once even if Joana doesn't love her anymore( rolling my eyes at the biggest lie that I've ever heard but whatevaaah I'll ignore it for now but this needs to be rectify soon). She was so cute and being all shy while saying that. "I know you don't love me anymore but I do love you now and that's all that matters" We love that glow up.

Joana is like "Da fuck girl I told you I didn't love you because I wanted you to stay away from me and you're doing the opposite"

And to scare and push away Cris, Joana tells her that "You don't know what you are getter yourself into, I'm a fucking kinder suprise, I'm very impredictible" which Cris answer by "Reallyyy ! I love Kinder Suprise !" And adds "Please bitch ! like I haven't notice. Since I've met you feels like I'm on a rollercoaster, so tell me something I don't know"

So Joana keeps on going

"I can be really cool in the morning and a dickhead on the afternoon."

Cris: "Okay. Not even scared"

Joana:"Don't want you to have to deal with me."

Cris:"my decision not yours to make."

Frustrated-Joana-cause-Cris-doesn't-back-down:" The reason I was in the hospital is because I got extremely angry at my parents and threaten them to kill myself and almost did it"

Cris: "..............huuum.......... Nope. Still here. Keep 'em coming I won't move"

Joana: "...... Da fuck woman." I loved Joana's face when she realised that no matter what she said Cris wasn't going to Change her mind.

Cris: "I👏🏽AM👏🏽NOT👏🏽GOING👏🏽TO👏🏽RUNAWAY(No voy a salir corriendo). Stick this into your head woman."

And my heart was hit again.

And so was Joana's heart. Look at her face my baby is speechless.

Everything was perfect we got another glimpse at Joana's MI (mental illness). She loves Cris so much that she opened up a bit more to know what was Cris getting herself into, so if she wanted to back down she could even if it meant for Joana to lose Cris. But Cris was like "Nope, you don't get it do you ? I want you. And everything that comes with it. The whole package and if that means having to deal with your MI than so be it, cause it's a part of who you are. And I want ALL OF YOU."

Oh boi so beautiful.

But Joana is stubborn. Bitch stop fighting and accept the love that is giving to you. She says that right now she feels good but tomorrow she doesn't know, same for all the other next days. Which Cris replies with "Alright why the hell is you talking about tomorrow ?? How about we take it slow and think about today. Or better live in the minute. Minuto a minuto"-> OG SKAM fans must have been very happy.

New concept for Joana feels like she never thought about it. This should be known by everyone, live in the moment 'cause you might not be there tomorrow, so live as if there were no tomorrow, cause it's not just another day that you gain but it's also another day that you loose so don't waste time my friends and live minute by minute.

To ease the mood Cris propose Joana if it's possible for her to stand still for 60sec, Joana accepts the challenge and for about 10sec they are looking at eachother with smile on their faces like love birds being all cute and everything, when Cris says "Well look at that 10sec already ! No bombe has exploded that's a good start."

Well that ladies and gents is a rare species called a "Smiling Joana" haven't been seen in ages and need to be protected at all cost enjoy. She's so beautiful.

Cris thinking that she can't help anyone is beyond me cause she can brighten any situation. She's the friend and the Novìa that everyone wants.

Hugs, touching heads, kisses foreheads, staring at eachother, and hug again. And my heart can't take it. While this beautiful song by Bruno Major - Just the same, plays in the back ground. The way SKAM España picks up song is amazing always suits the moment.

I know a lot of you wanted a kiss. Understandable. But in that situation I feel like it was not needed. I've read a comment that says that Cris didn't kissed her cause Joana was so hesitant in even stepping close to her. All the caring look, hug, forehead kisses all that, was better than a kiss. So proud of Cris cause she did exactly with Joana what the girl squad did with her on the previous Clip, she showed how much important to her Joana was.

I'm going to let the lyrics of that part of the clip analyse that last paragraph. Take it as Cris' point of view you saying "Doesnt matter what happen, I'm going to be there for you, love." And you know what ? I'm crying rn 'cause this is beautiful.

🎵So do your worst to me. Test my loyalty. I will pass with distinction of first degree. I lost my mind to you. Somewhere down the line that you drew. But I only have myself to blame. 'Cause I'd still love you just the same🎵

I personally couldn't have ask for a better reunion. And the more clips we get the more I'm having a hard time telling myself that this season and Cris' story will come to an end.

Aaaaaalriiight that was a long ass analysis hope y'all didn't fell asleep in the middle, I won't blame you and if you are still here, thank you for reading everything. I personally didn't think this clip needed an analyses cause everything was pretty clear pero bue. I did it cause it helps me.

Hasta luego amigxs.

[nofoodclub]

I was careful on my wording for my manifestations bc technically i am sleeping with j right now lol not that i don't enjoy this i did very precisely say i wanted to fuck, do the sex, or really and kind of close physical intimacy… anything like that could come next we will see…aside from dragging him to the bed or straight up asking for it idk how to make it happen it took us months to get to it the first time who kiss l knows how much the both of us will shy away from initiating round 2…theoretically it should be less awkward the 2nd time but that would be true if the last month or so didn't happen the way it did… neither of us wanted it to play out like that but it did and now we are here so gotta figure out how to make the best of it….i really would like the best of it and for things to not quietly fixzle out… we could have lots of good times and funs just gotta get past step one and get it going… that'll be the hard part but i belive in us. Wow last night was the first night in almost a week i didn't fuck anyone we better get to it quick before i lose my streak 6 nights 3 partners was a whole new kind of deal for me or can go on record as my slutty week lol i don't want it to be over it was quite fun and there's still the 4th partner that I'm missing and he's the most important one…. and he's right across the room from me but unfortunately fully clothed and no cues as to things moving in that direction other than the tangible level of awkward or sexual tensions between us earlier…i just gotta keep being patient it'll play out the way it should and in my eyes it should play out in a very fun and happy way that involves sucking of his dick then letting that slide on in me and building on the feelings i has from when he sent me the text saying good girl bc wow two words one text and it got me so fucking worked up nothing has hit me at that intense of a level it was a straight 0-100 in 2 seconds i need more of that i need him to fully be my dom and fuck me the way I've been waiting for. There were nods to it the first time but we were feeling eachother out and getting lost in the intimacy of the occasion it was probably some of the most passionate sex I've had more so than with r bc wow the feels i already have for this guy, they're a lot and I'm all for it i want every part of it every day from here on please and thank you. Still loving my free pass to stare at his lovely face all i want its very nice i and l want this to last forever but i would also really like him to wake up so we can have all the funs…. leaning more to the side of he should wake up all that talk has me pretty horny atm and there's the prefect person to take care of my needs laying right in front of me how lucky

Very thankful for the sunlight coming in now… giving me a nice look at his lovely face that i haven't seen for like an hour since i shut off the lights… here's the first time I'll say this…. thanks sun for coming out at 6 am

Oh goodness lil pup is snuggling her daddy its so fucking cute i want to be a part of those cuddles so bad theyre adorable had to take a picture of the cute bc ohmygod i cant hope he never sees all the pics ive taken of him sleeping lol theres a few…

He has stirred….for a momenf, repositioned now nkt really alseep i sense waking will be a thing shortly. At least i hope it will be sleep is nkt a thing for me st the momenf. Maybe a nap this afternoon

Out of curiosity just confirmed the date and tomorrow will mark one month since we did the do…hmm would be fitting for it to happen today, that is if he ever fucking gets up uhg im bored and i wana bone there is a beautiful man only a few feet away from me and all of his clothes are securely on with no removal even hinted at how sad….but really tho i am incredibly physically attracted to him…and emotionally and any other type of attraction there is im sure im feeling it for him but ive resigned myself to know that theres next to no chance of it going anywhere past maybe a few more casual hookups due to current/permanent obstacles that wont allow for anything closer. But still i would love to feel him that close to me again. It felt right….more so than really any of my other encounters have felt. And i fucking wanted it. Thats what im missing a lot of the time, i go for easy targets because i know i wont fail but then i loose interest very quickly amd by the time we get to sex im kinda over it but still horny enough that i still want to fuck just all of the excitement is gone for me. That was not the case with him….probably what is keeping me so stuck on him is the ati wanting him, the challenge is still there, its still a conquest for me and theres still the possibility of failing meaning if it works, ive won the prize and its a pretty darn good prize too. If only my prize would wake up!!!

[onemanzerosquad]

New York Blackbeard Diary Pt. 3

Day 11.......Woke up.....Started my day getting breakfast then headed to my neurologist office to get my form from my job in regards to my restrictions. After, went to the library to print out documents in regards to a situation that led to someone purchasing something from a PayPal. Pretty much someone hacked into my PayPal and purchase a monthly subscription to watch a show smh. As I was heading to work, I thought about all of my problems and have decided to take care of all the problems. Feels like time is not on my side in my opinion and I can no longer deal with the bullshit no longer. As take care of the problems head on, I have no problem dealing with consequence even if my body limitations is at risk cause. I'm alone in this and that's no one fault cause everyone has their own problem to fix.

On on to the side story......2012.......

The new year started and I was in a long distance relationship. Unfortunately, It didnt last long. Obviously, communication was the cause of the problems. From there I was talking to girls got into a relationship but that didnt even last too. Then I saw her. Now I'm not gonna write her government name. So I'm gonna name her HopelessRomantic. Unlike every women I've been with physically, I actually found her online. I didn't expect her to give me a chance but she did. At first, we were back and forth breaking up and making up. Then mid year, she broke up with thru a inbox smh. She was right tho, I wasn't doing anything with my life and she felt I had no ambition. It's crazy because before she broke up with me, I wanted to let her know that I finally got a job lol. During that time til September, I was dating and talking to other women but at the same time trying to get back with HopelessRomantic. Then at one point, HopelessRomantic was going through a tough time. So I took an opportunity to help her out. I was making sure she was okay. Then one day there was a BWA (beach) reunion show and since I told HopelessRomatic about my backyard wrestling career, I invited her to the show. That day was interested as I got to see some of the guys even my first love and by the night, I brought her home and "Netflix and chill" happened lol. It was our first time doing something after 9 months of us knowing eachother. From that moment on we were back together but this time she trusted me and gave me another chance of love again. On to other things,in that year I started wrestling officially in BWA (Bronx). I had a chance to wrestle in RCW but I decided not to go. I knew I wasn't going to be comfortable there and plus the only people I would mostly trust would be the DIW wrestlers that I meant in 2011. Everyone else ehhhhh (the white boys weren't really there lol). BWA (Bronx) hands down was the best time of my backyard wrestling career. Holy Convictions Tag Team with Genocide, 4 aces, matches with Loco, Dixon, Dom The Don, my epic match against Gencocide that open everyone's eyes, and the match of the event of SuperShowDown (their Wrestlenania), against Joker. I had a epic time in the BWA (Bronx). Now back to HopelessRomantic. Our relationship was great. Our families liked us together, I got to see her often, I was working, the sex was great lol, and she even motivated me to actually go to college. The original plan was to go study Criminal Justice. Then December hit and after the hurricane, I came from chilling with a friend and HopelessRomantic send me a message on Facebook breaking up with me. There wasn't a particular reason. She wrote like an essay but it had nothing to do with me. I can only assume she wasn't interested anymore. So the year was heading to its end. So I decided to live it up with Black, Red, Green, and Blue Label with some 40s. Regardless of the break up, I still had good year.

Day 12.......Woke up and started my day with a cup of coffee. Went to my job to pick my check check my app to see how much since I started last week and today was pay week and apparently I got no pay listed on this week. So I can only assume my next check will make up for last week or something. Money is always with no value hard to get by but hey whatever. So went on my morning and TD Bank to fax the people apart of my dispute case and unfortunately the bank printing machine doesn't work doesn't work. So another Negative Nancy in the poison air of New York City. After work, I saw my Autismo crew (J God, Weirdo, and Porn Plug). Chopped it up a little bit and by the way F**K WWE 2K!!!!!

On on to the side story......2013......

2013 new year.....still working on and off. Surprisely, me and HopelessRomantic kept in contact regardless of the breakup. One day I brought her over just to chill. She got cozy which didn't bother cause she was single as was I. From what I remember, we were talking and it led to her being emotional and she was crying. So held her tight then boom......we had sex......The next day we were talking and I kinda express to her I wanted to get back together but she didn't want that. I actually cried but accepted and got over it. Probably like a month later, she got into a relationship with someone else which sucked even more. Other than that I signed up for a program that dealt with Digital Media and did well in the program. I was still working but not as much. My birthday but on that day I was sick (for about a week). After I healed, I started this new job that my guy Dirty Sandchez aka Eyevrows from Getaway hook me up with. It was an maintenance job. Did the job and all. July 4th hit and partying up drinking doing my thing. I woke up and got a call from HopelessRomantic letting me know that her Aunt passed. All I had was tears cause her aunt meant a lot The last time I talk to her was Mother's Day so the pain was more. I was mad and I played Dante's Inferno with anger. From morning til night, I beat the game. The one thing I notice alot that day was I had double vision that whole day. I would think that would be gone by the morning but it wasn't. After hanging out with my boy. I started to fall easily and constantly told I looked crossed eyed. By August my left leg felt like I or sprained it. August I finally hit the switch and started college. I was studying Mental Health/Domestic Violence Counseling. First semester went well. All As and 1 B. I even had my own little crew.

SIDE NOTE: One person in that crew ending up being my girlfriend (2016)

During the first semester I was still dealing with my health problems. Things got worse. My hands were so numb that I couldn't write. My double vision was there everyday and I had a hard time walking on my left leg. After going to the emergency room doing MRIs and Catscans and testing my strength with a group of neurologists and constantly hearing that I'm so young (I was 22), I saw a neurologist and he told me that I have Multiple Sclerosis.......

Day 13........Woke up, got ready, and speed walked to the bus stop to get to work. Unfortunately, I got a little late due to the bipolarness of the bus coming on schedule. When. I got to work, I couldn't punch in due to the app I punch in on couldn't connect to the server. After work, I went to see a friend that I haven't seen in quite some time and that was pretty much my day.

On on to the side story......2014.......

2014 came. I finally got my finally treatment after waiting for months for insurance reasons smh. I had to take it every week. I continued college by taking free classes inthe winter semester which was apart of Fall semester. As a result passed both classes with an A. From there my GPA was 3.6. With my education background with a learning disability, D equalivent grades, being in special ed classes, and receiving services due to my learning disability, for a guy with a incurable health condition that pretty much messes with your body depending on the central nervous system state, it was remarkable for something like that to happen. Spring semester hit and once again did my thing in classes, went on dates, and followed the routine of being on grind. Then the summer semester hit and I was offered to take a short summer class and I took it of course since it was free. That morning of first day of the class, I wanted to do the impossible and walked from my home to school (Albemarle and East 19 to Manhattan Beach). It took about 3 hours. Got to class on time and kind sat around or whatever. Some other people got inthe class and informed the professor that they were in the other classroom. For some odd reason I was more aware of a woman saying that then the others. Crazy cause that same woman ended up being my girlfriend by the end of September. We ain't saying government names. So her name for this post is Hermione (she likes Harry Potter). She had tattoos, smart, and she was honest for what I feel most of the time. Eventually the relationship didn't last and ended the same way.......a message. Her reasons made sense I guess (went too fast). Honestly I don't believe time should be a determining factor for a relationship to happen. If you feeling this person then give it a shot but that's just my opinion. Also, in 2014, I officially ended my backyard wrestling career against my friend, my brother, and my on screenplay rival Rodney Banks. It was the perfect ending to the legend that was called Heavy D.

Day 14.......Woke up. Gather some clothes and did some laundry. Sat outside for a little bit and headed back to the shelter and took a power nap. Woke up about 3 and watch One Piece Episode 901. I'm already current with the manga. So I'm basically watching what I already read. That was pretty much my Sunday. Plus I need all the rest for the upcoming days of this week. I gotta say, I'm slowly getting myself together to the point that people inthe shelter are noticing me more as hardworking individual. I'm always on the move and that's being notice and respected by people in the shelter.

On on to the tragic side story......2015

2015 started off okay. Winter semester was a success. I saw Hermione. But I didnt really give her attention after the break up but after we talked, we became friends and that was it nothing more. Spring semester came and I did my thing again and lived the college life but got a job. So now I'm get on my grind and officially had no time for much. Summer was here and my mother was working getting her passport to go back to Jamaica and see her family after years. One time I came from work and as usual expected my mother to be home since she doesn't like to be out late. She nevered came home which was extremely alarming. Call the police and I was informed that she was in the hospital in the city. Got to the hospital and use the phone to locate and she was in the 3rd floor ICU. I didn't know what ICU meant at that time but I knew it was something bad. Got to the ICU and saw my mother........Hospital covered with a bandage on her head as if someone bash a metal bat on her head. Come to find out, she had a seizure and fell on head in the street very hard. I was in tears. All I can remember was that the last time I saw her she told me that she was heading out. My mind was wtf like this ain't real. Called everyone I can call and every got the news that my mother was inthe hospital. She eventually got transfer to a rehab center in Far Rockaway Queens. Things seem to be okay. Then I come home from a hard day at home and I get phone call from a friend informing me that something happened and my younger brother didn't sound okay on the phone. Went to the hospital my mother was sent to. Her eyes was closed. Next couple of days saw her as the machine was helping her breath not responding or reacting inthe room. The doctor spoke to me and younger brother and pretty much said there a very little chance they can help. By October 12th. My younger brother called me and informed me that our mother died........

Day 15......Woke up.....Had to skip gym again. I had to get my mail and sent some emails. After, I went straight to work. After work, I happen to see a face I haven't seen in quite some time and we actually introduce our names after knowing each other for years. It's kind of cool knowing someone and finally just engaging in a conversation (just regularly). Then mailed my my money order to this One Shot Deal that I owe money to unfortunately. While on my way back to the shelter, I started thinking.....now knowing that just about everyone knows that I have Multiple Sclerosis......Hawk's Eye will be on me and my refusals from any assistance will make things a little more tough and edgier. So at this point, I have to be smart on everything I do. But I'm sure I'll get through this someway.

On on to 2016.......

2016 was here. After a hard 2015, I was able to keep the home, still work, made sure my health was good and survived a hard semester. I made the impossible possible. On the other hand, things were different. I started living somewhat a independent free life. I went to school, work, and party on the weekends. I was even going to the strip clubs and bars just living it up with my people. Eventually, I had this feeling like I needed to be what I was and I felt it was time to look for love again and I found it. No government names revealed. So her name was SoReal lol. I knew her since I started college (2013). We kept in contact and eventually we got together in July. It was love again. I haven't felt this type of love since my first relationship. She was smart, hardworking, and very determined to finish college. I was in love. When she felt she needed me, I was ready to help. We went on multiple dates. We talked all the time and we expressed that we loved each other. Other than love, I GRADUATED FROM KINGSBORO WITH AN ASSOCIATES!!!!! By September, I was city bound at City College. By the fall semester thing weren't good between me and SoReal. She distanced herself from me and with that I got less focus on school. Our relationship was so back and forth. When December hit, I got a letter from the landlord informing me that I must pay 3500 dollars in two weeks or I get evicted. So rent is not really being paid by my roommate, I'm barely getting thru college, and my relationship is a mess. As a result, I was still in relationship surprisingly, I pass my classes (barely), and I had to ask for assistance from this service called the One Shot Deal (where your whole rent is paid off but you got to pay back the money that was covered. 2017......would finally bring me to the limit.....

Not everything was meant to be......

Jikai........One Last Time. The Past From The Last View 2017 The Fall Of A Headliner

Mad King Recharging Arc