#we're gossiping and having a sleepover together :>

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It's Pearl day!!!!!! @isaterriblebore

Another one of my top five Stex favs! She's wonderful and pink and pink and pretty and soooo pretty!!

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Having them as best friend's:

Multiple X Reader

Contains: Alastor, Angel Dust, Husk, Charlie, Lucifer, Vox, Velvette, Rosie, Adam, Lute, and Valentino

ALASTOR

You're gonna have to hear me out with this one: he's down for the gossip 24/7!!!

He will listen and talk shit with you 100% and I'm not arguing on the matter.

Someone says some wack ass shit to you in public? "I beg your fucking pardon?" With like the scariest grin that fucker can muster.

You start talking to someone? He interrogates them! If they're not strong enough to survive one little interrogation with THE Radio Demon, they're not good enough to date you. Sorry not sorry.

The friendship would be violent, but in almost a sibling type relationship. If he said something absolutely out of line, you'd smack him or kick him in the back of his knees. He'd always get payback, whether it was immediately or a few days/weeks later.

You called him a 'radio faced cunt' once in front of everyone and they all mentally started planning your funeral.

Until he clapped back with something equally as interesting.

He only accepted affection from you and Rosie. And Charlie that one time.

If you had a bad day, he'd know immediately by the look on your face and wouldn't let anyone talk to you until he knew exactly what had made one of his two favorite people upset.

He'd kill them if you told him to. Just supportive bestie shit!

Angel Dust

Let's be real, if you're best friends with Angel, you're probably equally as close with Cherri.

But just you and Angel Dust as best friend's? Shit, he's awesome.

Had a bad day? Go to his room and cuddle Fat Nuggets while you cry/rant about the days woes.

Spontaneous sleepovers BECAUSE YOU CAN!

Platonically flirting to the point that everyone thinks you're together. Neither of you deny the claims, just to keep everyone on their toes.

The words 'love you' followed by something like 'slut' or 'bitch' are common occurrences.

When it comes to dating, Angel just wants you to be happy.

But if someone breaks your heart? He'll come out with guns blazing with no hesitation. NO ONE hurts his bestie.

Platonic cuddles because you love his floof.

Would probably form some sort of marriage pact with you for fun one night when you're both wasted. "Yeah, I'd marry you if we're both still single in 100 years, Toots."

Husk

The banter would be unmatched. You call him a furry and he'll clap back with something that makes your jaw drop before you burst out into laughter.

He'd tell you how it is, regardless of whether you asked or not.

Sure, you're his best friend, and he cares about you. . . But it's because he cares about you that he won't sugarcoat something, even if it's not something you wanna hear.

He would listen to your problems, like any good friend.

He wouldn't trust anyone you had romantic interest in, especially since the ones you always went for had some serious issues.

He'd say something like: "Don't cry to me when that bastard breaks your heart."

And you wouldn't cry to him when it happened, but he'd make you a drink and silently take care of the problem once he had one of the other hotel residents hoist you up to your room.

The next morning you'd tell him he was right and he'd smirk as he wiped down the bar, but wouldn't say anything.

He was never good with affection, so he respects your space and you respect his.

He literally always has your back, even if you don't know it. You do.

Charlie

Honestly, you probably grew up together and that's how the two of you became best friends. (But even if you didn't, everything is still the same.)

She's the friend that's too trusting of everyone, so you easily filled the place of being the friend that questioned everyone's intentions.

You even heavily questioned Vaggie's intentions when Charlie insisted on bringing her around after finding her.

You only warmed up to Vaggie when Charlie admitted her feeling for her, to you one late evening. She was a nervous wreck, but you were always the level-headed friend.

Being best friends with the princess of Hell had some lesser known perks — invitations to high class parties, special access at LuLu World, and the most eventful sleepovers known to Hell.

Whenever you mentioned interest in someone, Charlie was the first to push you to go for it.

If it went wrong, she was always there first, telling you it would be completely fine. If it went good, she was the first to congratulate you.

She's 100% the mom friend. Thirsty? Here's something to drink. Cut your finger? "Here's a bandaid, be more careful."

A relationship similar to siblings, bit without any malice or envy. Just happy to be in each other's presence.

She literally documented everything the two of you did, since the very first time you called her your friend. She's not going anywhere.

Lucifer

Yeah, so, everyone thinks you're dating. Even Charlie is a bit suspicious. You're not, but you had been there by his side for as long as he could remember.

When Lilith left, you filled some part of the void, not allowing Lucifer to go hungry when he spent long days in his office.

On his good days, he's absolutely there for all the tea, especially if it's PIPING HOT. "That bitch said WHAT!?"

He has no filter and will unintentionally intentionally hurt someone's feelings when it comes to you.

He protects you as fiercely as he protects Charlie, despite knowing that you're capable of protecting yourself.

The two of you argue like an old married couple, which only fueled the dating rumors. . . Until you mentioned someone you had interest in.

Bro interrogated everyone you ever liked. Can't handle five minutes with the king of Hell? Not good enough for his bestie. Keep it movin' pal.

No one is allowed to call you a bitch, but him. Anyone else tries, they'll be met with absolute SASS.

Not even joking, Lucifer would be so sassy towards people, to the point that you picked it up.

So the two of you just went around unintentionally terrorizing demons!

Vox

You hate someone? Bet. He'll have someone spy on them and give you the real tea.

Brings you as the plus one for many major events, but bullies you the entire time. You thought you'd get five minutes of peace on your best friends arm? WRONG!

Literally throws toddler meltdown style temper tantrums when it comes to Alastor. You're usually the one who has to reboot him or just smack some sense into him.

You're both pretty level-headed most of the time, but one of you probably has a couple of screws loose. (It's definitely him.)

No one is good enough to date you. Not sorry.

If anyone looks at you wrong, they've signed their second death to double Hell.

You and Vox talk shit about everyone, especially if you've had a hard day.

If it was bad enough, he'd offer to kill the demon who dared make your day shit. He'd still listen to you though.

"Fuck that. You're not going alone." And then you have to wait 15 minutes for him to look 'good enough' to go out, even if you were powerful and just wanted to go on little walk down the street.

Body doubling. Different tasks, silence, but the comfort of having someone else in the room. Absolutely.

Velvette

She likes you slightly more than Vox and Valentino, which is fabulous.

Weekly designated sleepover nights where the both of you unload from the week.

Someone is rude to you? Cue Vel lecturing them on how they fucked up and their career is over, but make it musical.

You went on a date with someone and didn't tell her? "I want details, Lovey! Are they an overlord too? Tell. Me. Everything."

Prepare for Hell's greatest gossip sessions, especially around the topic of Hell's cutthroat fashion industry.

She might not seem like it, but she's a good listener.

You're leaving the tower to run a small errand? Surprise Surprise, she's coming with you and turning it into a whole day, complete with lunch and shopping!

She uses you as a model sometimes, purely because she can.

Will call you a sweet name and insult you in the same breath.

Gets worried if you don't text back within five minutes. She will literally show up to make sure you're alive. You're probably taking a nap.

Rosie

Literally the best to spend the day with. She loves walking with you or just having tea.

Much like Alastor, she would be down for the gossip, but she wouldn't go very far with it.

In terms of relationships, she'd want you to be happy, but would also threaten to eat your partner if they hurt you.

She'd be such a good listener when you came to talk about your day.

She'd even offer advice and just casually drop something like: "Listen to your intuition, darling. It'll tell you others intentions."

At some point or another, everyone questions whether you're dating or not, which both of you laugh at frequently.

She enjoys her privacy, but she also would love having you around more than others.

She would love giving platonic affection, just to make you feel loved.

Sometimes Alastor pops up and Rosie gushes about how the two of you would get along — and immediately you're just thinking how this trio would be iconic.

She doesn't care about your past, you don't care that she's a Cannibal. . . Well, she cares, but she would NEVER hold it against you!

Adam

He literally goes out of his way to piss you off.

There's a lot of threatening and him calling you stuff like 'Sugar Tits'.

Adam annoys you to the point of you WANTING to just jump to Hell, but you never do, because he's your best friend, and you wouldn't want to emotionally traumatize him by making him think that he lost his best friend to Lucifer, AFTER losing his wives to him.

He says "Suck my dick, Bitch" AT LEAST A DOZEN TIMES A DAY. It irritates you to no end.

The banter is unmatched. He wants to get sassy? You're the SASS MASTER.

You pushed him down the stairs for fun and he didn't talk to you for two days.

He doesn't give a fuck who you date, but if they hurt you, he's taking care of them and not telling you SHIT to avoid all of that mushy feelings crap.

The two of you argue too much for anyone to think you're together.

There's NEVER a moment of silence when you're out. He's always singing, talking, laughing, or mimicking the sound of some instrument.

Lute

She's annoyed 24/7 and you're one of the two main causes.

But she wouldn't replace you because who else would put up with her attitude and listen to her rants like you?

If you had a hard day, she'd probably make some offhand comment and then subtly try to make it better by like getting you ice cream with rainbow sprinkles or something.

She hates physical touch, so the only time she touches you is to smack you, probably for saying something very Adam-ish. "Say that shit again and it'll be worse."

She hates everyone you have romantic interest in, but let's you learn your own lessons the hard way.

Nobody could ever picture the two of you as friends, let alone dating.

She's like the sister that has it all but claims she's the black sheep of the family.

Her job comes before everything else in her life, that including you, but when she has time for you, there's usually food and shit talking involved.

She makes sure you drink water every day. She'd kick your ass if you passed out because of dehydration.

She'd give you the key to her place, but you'd never use it unless she told you to. (Like in the event she forgot her set or something)

(I've reached the 10 media limit, so just imagine a gif right here)

Valentino

He offers you a job almost weekly. You hold off on kicking his ass every single time because that's your best friend.

Derives great pleasure from pissing you off.

You don't agree with the manner he treats his employees, so you undermine him every chance you get, just to make sure they get the best treatment possible.

It pisses him off to no end, but he let's it go. He wouldn't hurt you. He couldn't, not without a whole bunch of backlash from quite literally everyone.

Whenever you start liking someone, he warns you to be careful because he knows the industry. He is the industry.

He's gossip central. Talks super exaggerated with his hands and his voice changes whenever he remembers another detail.

He's a touchy feller, that much is evident. He's always touching you in some way, but it's not sexual/romantic or violent, it's more reassurance for both of you. It's a safe middle ground.

You have to leave for some reason? "The limo will take you, but don't touch anything."

He throws tantrums on the regular and you've learned to just let them go on until he eventually shuts the fuck up and let's you speak.

He'll call you a slut and then ask if you want to get food. It's extremely clear that you're not dating lmao.

A/N: I hope this is okay! I've never written for a bunch of these characters, as I just stared writing Hazbin stuff last week, and even then, it was a small Vox one-shot and a Lucifer one-shot.

Requests are open, if anyone would wanna request something for one of these characters? I'd pull through to the best of my ability.

Part Two

[rosieposie1002]

The Girls :

Caroline and Arabelle

My best friend from the start to the end.

Me and her are closer than anyone else.

We have weekly sleepovers to talk and gossip about stuff.

I also initially had a bad relationship with Damon because of what he did to her.

We're together in almost everything, like you wouldn't see one without the other.

She and Sunny get along really well, so sometimes my little sister joins our sleepovers.

Whatever event it may be, we are almost always getting ready together.

We have cute little study dates to study and plan for events together since we're both on the event management committee.

We tell each other everything.

We still talk and remain in touch after she builds the Salvatore school.

I feel like Care is almost always left alone in the original trio, but now I am there for her, so she doesn't feel left out.

Rebekah and Arabelle

She was thrilled to finally have a girl in the family.

She loves gossiping and telling me about her past.

We're actually really close and get along great.

We love watching movies and shows together and also getting ready.

She's also really close to Sunny.

We often have late night talking sessions about the past and stuff.

We also have little shopping dates and everything.

All in all we're really close and tell each other everything.

Freya and Arabelle

will be added...

Elena and Arabelle

Elena and I were really close until the whole fiasco with Rebekah happened.

We're both book girlies and we love to talk about books, she's more of a romance reader while I like mystery, but still we occasionally dabble into other genres as well.

We used to have sleepovers together just to bake cookies and read books all night.

At the beginning, we were super close, and I was really involved in the supernatural things that were affecting her.

But, I started distancing myself after she became more self-centred.

Also, she and I had a really big fight when she turned off her humanity.

But later we patched up and remained in touch.

We're still friends, but not as close as before.

Bonnie and Arabelle

My witch twin fr

She is more on the quite side and I love to yap so most of the time when we hang out I'm yapping and she's listening.

We're both witches so we love talking about spells and enchantments, sometimes having sleepovers just to dig into witchcraft.

She's also a great artist and sometimes we make poster or banners for events.

Me and her are almost always video calling each other in the summer when we're both away from Mystic Falls.

I also love doing her hair because it's the softest.

We tell each other almost everything.

I always feel like no one really pays attention to how Bonnie feels so I try my best to be there for her.

[witherns]

      nothing burns quite like the cold [...] the uncanny witchery of its changed trees [...] deep in the forest I stroll to hear the wisdom of winter [...] there's something horribly lonely about a place that's almost home [...] don't forget what I am [...] a withering winter…

      ━━━ @lustraveil . ❛ you sleep in that room, and i'll take this one. (geto @ shoko on their mission together) ❜

      Needless to say, Shoko was exhausted; unlike Satoru and Suguru, she was not used to missions at all. And spending a whole day walking around looking for evidence of a cursed object that might or might not have been in that area was definitely not her cup of tea. At least she had gotten to spend time with Geto, it wasn't often that they could hang out that much without Gojo, and Shoko didn't think herself bright enough to compete with the white haired boy for Suguru's attention.

      She had almost cried when Geto suggested calling it a day, her feet aching and all she wanted to do was shower and lounge in bed all night. Still, she pouted at his words. ❛  Eeeh? How are we supposed to have a sleepover if we're in separate rooms?  ❜ She whined, crossing her arms and looking up at him, cursing the fact that he was so tall, but also knowing that she could utilize her biggest technique against him; puppy dog eyes.

      ❛  Let's just share. We can watch movies and gossip all night.  ❜ They probably wouldn't, theirs was a different kind of relationship regardless of Shoko's growing...crush. Their bond was built on the quiet - soft moments between them where they smoked and spoke their truth through the silence around them. It was comforting, safe. ❛  Pleeease?  ❜  

[daisypreaker]

and if you were my little girl

new kinks discovered, new fears unearthed.

(companion pieces and art on the masterlist)

"Do you...remember...when you called me the r word in that meeting with - uh - "

"What? With who? The board members? Oh please, that was - "

"Well, actually that was the second time. But you also did it in front of the Seven - "

"Ah."

"And you never apologised."

It's not a sincere request for apology. She knows there's no holding John accountable for anything. He'll simply twist the narrative in his mind and come to the conclusion that he never owed an apology, and the only reason he'd offered one was to exploit the weakness of the person in question.

Still, there is a flash of something farcically akin to regret when he says -

"I'm sorry. Anger got the better of me."

"And you're not just saying that because you need someone to yap to and Stillwell is in the Cayman Islands?"

Homelander's blue eyes sparkle like uncut gems and he tosses his hands up in mock attrition. It's so playful, he looks almost sweet. Naya can compartmentalise like the best of them, so there isn't a hint of resentment when she smiles back.

"Guilty as charged." The words thrum through his chest, deep and gravelly, until they pass like currents of silverfish through her fingertips.

He is fully suited. She is draped over the side of her free-standing bathtub with the silhouette of the city behind her, sunlight spilt like buttermilk over its peaks and valleys. It is an oddly domestic scene, one of many that have been occurring recently; Homelander wants to sit around and gossip like they're both 13 year old girls at a sleepover and Naya can't really say no.

"But you know - " he turns his head and the full force of those baby blues hits her like a truck. " - you were faking it. That whole I'm oblivious act. I'd say we're even. I don't like being lied to. You know that."

He says it with humoured emphasis, like a parent reminding a child of an obvious lesson.

Strange thoughts weave into the fabric of her reality. Her face on the side of a milk carton. John digging a hole in his back garden at midnight. Search parties yelling her name across endless forestland. It's going to happen just like that. No grand superhero death, no sacrifice. She will die under the intimacy of his ungloved hands and his breath hot on her cheek.

"I wasn't faking it. I choose to live in another reality so as not to be driven crazy by this one." She withdraws her hand from his chest and sinks back into the bathwater, letting her hair fall like a curtain over his shoulder instead. She hears him sniff it, long and deep, but doesn't turn around to check. "You're the only one who doesn't let me stay there. It's like you were invented to bother me."

The irony of the statement is metallic on her tongue.

He lets out a real bark of a laugh this time, canines glinting sharp. "Me? Invented for you? Oh, you'll never be that important, little girl."

The condescension does something strange to her innards. If he wasn't here, her hand would have slipped underwater to test out the feeling, see if there was something real to sink her teeth into.

He starts complaining about Maeve, and Naya closes her eyes, fractures the syllables of his words until his voice is a fluid, twisting thing. It runs over her like a tentacle, vibrations following the beat of her blood until it gathers at her core. She squeezes her legs together, slippery with suds and the first traces of a very worrying turn in her sexuality.

"John."

The use of his government name snaps him out of his self-pitying haze. Before the surprise can turn to anger, she takes the dive of no return.

"Say 'little girl' again."

"What?" He over pronounces the 't' and ends up sounding British, which makes her giggle.

Naya turns over, skeins of blue-black hair swaying with her like a living creature, and tucks her curled finger under his chin. When confusion turns his eyes round, he holds a special kind of innocence. The revelation is off putting. She doesn't like to think of him as vulnerable. Her whole reality banks on the idea that he is not, else they turned her into his kryptonite for nothing. The suffering she endured was pointless.

Up goes the harlequin mask, grin laced with arsenic. "What? You didn't have a Mommy and I didn't have a Daddy. Something sexual was bound to come out of it. Are you really surprised?"

She's never let slip she knows of his weird infatuations. But Doppelganger blabs when tipsy, and Naya is certain Stillwell has no idea Homelander spends at least one night a week pretending it's her tits he's sucking when he sprawls himself in the shapeshifter's lap. It's best to let him believe he's getting the lowdown on Naya first.

He repeats the phrase with the barest hint of a smile. Naya laughs again, a gurgle of delight that would have charmed anyone else, but only makes the whites of his eyes more vivid, like a shark cutting through water.

"Again," she murmurs, and sucks her bottom lip into her mouth. "Say it like you're my father."

If she wasn't sure before, she is now. He is attracted to her. There's never any mistaking that triangle of observance - left eye, right eye, and then a slow trail down to her mouth where his gaze lingers.

"I'm beginning to think it's not an act with you," he murmurs back, and there is undeniable mirth in his voice.

She bumps their noses together and thanks Providence his ceaseless drivel has ended. This is more fun. Humans take pictures with drugged up tigers all the time. It must be a similar feeling. The idea that it could attack, but won't.

"Okay - can you call me a 'stupid little girl' now? I'm going to jack off to the memory later."

*****

Two days pass and the dead of night brings a new revelation.

As with most things, Homelander internalises, reevaluates, transfigures. Nothing given to him in good faith is left in its original form. Everything serves a purpose - his purpose - and Naya's playful flirting was no exception.

She hears the metallic hum first, and turns over on the pillow with a tired yawn. There has never been any worry of immediate death in Vought Tower, not for her. It makes sense her body doesn't register what it is. Not until she sees the lasers.

A pair of red brake lights in the dark. Like breaking down on a lonely highway at night, until a truck drives past before changing its mind and coming to a dead stop. And you just know it isn't for a good reason.

Naya lets out a frightened shriek. Homelander pounces. His gloved hand crushes her mouth and nose with a pressure that would have pulverised an ordinary skull. The other is comparatively gentle. It rests on her hair as if he intends to lower her into holy water to be baptised. Slow, soft strokes, soothing a feral cat into behaving, and the gentlest ssshhh under his breath until she does. She goes limp, her face a mess of drool under the red leather.

"Leviticus 19:3, ye shall fear every man his mother, and his father," he whispers.

Bible verses were hammered into young John's head. But she's never heard him quote one. It clicks into place what he is trying to imply, and she taps his hand.

"Are you going to scream again?" he warns.

"Uh-uh." She tries to shake her head, but he is still squeezing really tight.

He removes it cautiously, as if her screaming would make any difference. No one would come to help her.

"I don't get it," she blurts out.

He rolls his eyes. "It's scripture, silly."

"Yes, I know. But I don't understand the context."

He sits down on the edge of the bed, and is quiet for so long, she starts to fall asleep again. Her fingers trace patterns on the cape draped over the sheets, and she wrinkles her nose when she gets a whiff of brine. Was he out by the ocean?

"That thing the other day - " he flaps a hand. "When you were in the bathtub - "

"Yes..."

"I thought about it. And it would be something - not that I'm into it - just for the sake of experiment - I'd be willing to try."

It takes her a second, but it sinks in. She drags herself into a seated position, and sidles across to where he's sitting with his back to her. He isn't half as broad without his suit. That always made her laugh.

"Are you trying to intellectualise the fact that calling me your little girl turned you on?"

She knows it's projection. The idea of being called someones little boy would have him coming untouched. But if he can make it about her, he doesn't have to focus on that gaping hole inside himself. And she doesn't have to admit she knows about it. They are both safe behind their shields of defence. Someone like Homelander could never give her the feeling of safety a father would provide - it just turns her on when he croons the words with that sardonic grease in his voice.

"No," he scowls. And then at length, adds, "I don't even know what intellectualise means."

She chuckles. "I don't either. I just heard Mr Edgar say it and it sounded fancy."

That's a lie. She knows what it means, and on the inside it makes her crow with glee that Homelander is admitting to ignorance without getting defensive. It's a first in her presence.

"Why did you wake me up with Bible scripture and suffocation? That was weird."

He casts her a side glance. "Fear turns you on."

Her smugness withers. "No it doesn't."

"Your costume isn't as thick as mine. I can smell when it happens."

His tone is bored, like he didn't think the secret was worth holding over her. Naya squirms, fire ants scuttling under her skin. It always went this way. One small victory over him, and out he came with something else to throw the playing field into disarray.

"Well, I barely got wet, so maybe next time try a Buddhist text."

She slides back under the covers, and curls up facing the other way. The subtle creak of his leather glove whispers in her ear before he reaches across to cup her chin and turn her face back to him. Their breaths merge, rhythm attuned, dark eyes swimming in blue.

"Are you sure about that, little girl?"

Her jaw slackens in his grip. As her brain scrambles to hold onto logic and loathing, Homelander can see her lips part, her brows turn upwards and her ears flush pink. If he wanted, he could have done anything to her then. She would have taken his weight upon herself, let him suffocate her, cried with pleasure into his shoulder, his hair, his neck, until he was slick with traces of her. Pure animal greed until one, or both of them, could no longer keep up their ignorance.

He presses his forehead to her temple, and he's so warm and solid and he smells good. She hasn't been touched in what feels like years, not properly. Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease - her mind breaks into a garbled wail of need. If she had any sense, she'd want to cut her own throat for how pathetic it is. Her teeth slice into her tongue. If she ends up pleading with him out loud, he'll never let her live it down.

He lets her go, because of course he does. No one knows how best to edge than a sadist; he is his own greatest victim. He savours the hunger of needing things just like she does. It's psychological asphyxiation. Deprivation to produce the greatest amount of pleasure at the finish line. He could do this dance with her for months on end.

But that doesn't work for her. Instant gratification, even if it's in small doses.

"Don't go."

Kryptonite to the ears of a man who so desperately needs to feel important.

They don't fuck that night. But he stays in the bed next to her, stripped of everything but his cape, which Naya pulls across her own body like a blanket. Though his body radiates heat, she is chilled to the bone.

A/N: Homelander sending her this the next morning:

[fukounachan]

i accidentally fell asleep while waiting for my stuff to charge, it was my responsibility and i was supposed to hang out with a bff of mine along with it, so i feel very guilty about that.

but i guess ill just have to make up for it by yapping about something special,,so buckle up if ur planning to read this, it's a long one (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠)

you already know i have a jirai danshi bff too right? you've prolly seen a couple of my tags mentioning him under other jirai danshi accounts for him to follow or moot with.

ill give him a little nickname here now the more i talk about him, ill name him Mr. Menhera-chan.

hes a very sweet guy who's willing to do anything for his friends, but it's a shame when most of his friends make him feel like he'll never be noticed/heard; so its always been me lately to help him out with that. and since im his only bff he has so far, he seems to prioritize me in a way. not that im trying to complain..! i just feel really bad for him, and im willing to help him out as much as possible like he does with me. its only fair if i return the favor ofc. im guessing also bc we see eachother as twins or a mirror of eachother

Mr. Menhera-chan is who keeps helping me to stay alive when things have been getting really too low for me lately and when im starting to lose hope, i can't thank him enough for his support and how he talks to me through my problems.

id say the saddest part about our friendship is that we've had an awfully rough history with each other in our early stages of our friendship to where we still feel guilty about each other's actions, but i met him during the worst point of everyone's life of all time; 2020 + 7th grade. so im not gonna blame our current selves for not knowing any better in a time like that when we were still so young about everything else. but i still don't like how much of a negative impact it has made to where his family hates me and gets really strict about him nowadays on his "privacy", but that never stopped Mr. Menhera-chan to hide my identity from them and continue to stay being my best friend in private--thats how far he's willing to go for his friends.

i really adore this type of bond we have with eachother, we call eachother and play around until we're too tired to keep playing, like we're little kids having our first sleepover. we sing along with eachother, as if it's our last time we get to hear our voices like this. i listen to what he likes, he listens to me. we're always so patient with eachother now.

i never want our bond to be misinterpreted as something far more than that, because we've already been through that terrible cliche. and there should be more male + female friendships that feel comfortable with eachother like this that know it's okay to feel this way regardless of gender and shit like that. i cannot stress that out enough on how ive seen people immediately stereotype these friendships as "couples" over it, and it's so stupid. Mr. Menhera-chan and I both have a partner, so there's no way in any universe we're together like that.

i wanna treat him with the care he deserves after being ignored for so long; i wanna bake him a cheesecake, help him do his hair and nails while we pick out the perfect jirai or morute outfit for him today and gossip about the most stupid things our school has done.

i adore you, to who i know is specifically reading this. i see you in your favorite color, your favorite food, your favorite songs, your favorite weather, i see you. im so sorry i wasnt able to play with you tonight, and that this might be our last chance to play together like this. just know that i love you man. /plat

[whywouldisayprinter]

I FUCKING LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH URGHHHH

We're meeting for a sleepover tomorrow and we're all so exited (we're all in our 20s and study together) and we have planned to eat Dino nuggets and get thick milkshakes and play charades, watch bad reality TV , paint our nails and gossip

This really is love

[losingmymindrn]

I’m still thinking about coral & festus as cousins (what have you done!)- do you have any headcanons for them?

HAHA CORRUPTION and yes I do<3

They actually really loved each other as kids and always wanted to have sleepovers, so they did performances to convince their parents to let them sleep over

They, no matter how much they love each other, brawl every time they see each other. Coral wins every time ofc

Festus is the more out going one and has more friends, so growing up he would drag Coral everywhere and force her to be nice

They played mermaids as kids and Festus was always the pretty one. Coral drowns him every time because it was amusing to play the vilian

They traded food during lunch if they didn't like something, Coral is a real hard bargainer

Festus and Coral have matching earrings

Since Coral is a complete mama's girl (fight me on that) and will always do as she asks no matter how embarrassing it is, Festus makes fun of her for it. Coral beats him up later though

If one of them gets a girlfriend, or boyfriend in Festus's case, they are IMMEDIATELY judging them so damn hard

They refuse to hug when they were in their teen years because they had a sibling like rivalry

Coral is always in trouble or doing something she probably shouldn't be, and she often drags Festus with her

Festus is gossiping about drama all the time, and Coral gives him plenty to go off with because she always finds a way to find some, whether she's apart of it or not

Festus bribes teachers to let Coral off with only a slap to the wrist when she gets in trouble

They won't say it, but they're each other's biggest supporters

If we're putting Coral and Lucy Gray together, Festus and Lucy Gray become besties real fast

And if we're going off of my Coral family lore, Festus is always there for Coral whenever she's stressed, which is way too often

Spreading my agenda is fun, so let me know your thoughts or whatever on this😚

[themaladaptivewriter12]

Mirai Yuhara and Heartslabyul

Mirai | Ramshackle | Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia | Staff |

c/w: none

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Ace Trappola

You couldn't tell if the two hated each other or liked each other

One moment they're at each other's throats, and the next moment, they're laying on each other, scrolling through Magicam

Most of their relationships consists of flipping each other off

or constantly jabbing at each other

Ace: "'Sup, Loser" Mirai: "Hey, Moron" Ace: "Bastard" Mirai: "Jerkface" *slappy fight noises can be heard and Riddle's scolding*

They once got in a fight that lasted about a week

The rest of the Freshmen were so annoyed their their moping that Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek, and Ortho locked them in a storage closet until the made up

And let's just say things were said, voices were raised, and tears were shed

Partners in crime Ψ( `∀)(∀´ )Ψ

Anything that goes wrong on campus can most likely be traced back to Mirai and Ace

The frogs had been let loose? It was Mirai and Ace. Someone TP'ed the Courtyard? It was Mirai and Ace. There was a brawl between the Freshamn class? It was Mirai and Ace.

Stupid late night convos that sometimes lead to arguments in the morning

Ace: "This you?" *sends a pic of some ugly fish* Mirai: "Nah, but this is you" *sends the ugly pic of Ace he secretly took* Ace: "DELETE THAT NOW!" Mirai: "No" The next day, fighting ensues

Ace Trappola - Dating Mirai Yuhara

Not much changes

Just like above, you can't tell if they're together or not

They're not too public about it

their pet names are any insult they can come up with atm

Although, if you are unlucky, you just might find them in some secluded part of the hall sucking face

They fight often

No it's not healthy, Trey has told them so, but they always bounce back

Their silliness is honestly how they show affection

Ace and Mirai at Basketball practice Ace: "This is for you, Mirai!" *Shoots the ball and proceeds to miss* Mirai: ......凸(`△´＃)

Deuce Spade

Mirai is slow when it comes to his academics as well, so he can relate to Deuce with his academic struggles

they do their hw toghter, but it normally doesn't end well

most of the time they get help from Trey or something

if Deuce is fighting, so is Mirai (((ง’ω’)و三 ง’ω’)ڡ≡　☆⌒ﾐ((x_x)

And sometimes, Mirai is his voice of reason

patches Deuce up if needed

Mirai: "Deuce, we talked about the fighting" Deuce: "I know." Mirai: "At least invite me next time, we can whop 'em together."

grocery shopping buddies because Deuce always gets the best deals

goes to Deuce's track meets to cheer him and Jack on

Mirai also brings snacks

Cheers Deuce up when he's down

especially when Ace is the cause

and Mirai has and will beat Ace for it

Cater Diamond

Has a mega crush on Cater

Likes to try out different trends with Cater

likes to let cater dress him up and give him makeovers for fun

Does best friend quizzes to see what they get

Cater: "It says we're hardly friends." Mirai: "Lies! What my favorite color?" Cater: "Blue" Mirai: "Food?" Cater: "Blueberries" Mirai: "Hobby?" Cater: "Gaming" Mirai: "See, you know me."

Likes accompanying Cater to cafes so he can have the little cakes

Cater is Mirai's most trusted Junior

Let's Cater confide in him with things he's insecure about

Cue the therapy session and the tears

but that's okay, whatever happens in that room, stays in that room

gossip sessions are a must! And there's lots of them

Sleepovers! o(≧▽≦)o

No matter if it's Ramshackle or Heartslabyul, they always have a blast

Cater teaches Mirai how to skateboard

It doesn't go well at first

Mirai likes to tell Cater about the Media back home

anything he can remember he tells

Mirai just loves how fascinated Cater gets when he does

And did I mention the crush?

Cater Diamond - Dating Mirai Yuhara

Mirai has a MAJOR crush on Cater

They are the couple everyone hates!

Because either you envy them

Or you're just plain disgusted at how sappy they are

*Cater running up to hold Mirai in his arms* Cater: "Hey, Baby" *kiss* "My, little muffin" *kiss* "My, Sugarplum" Mirai: "I missed you too, hun" *kiss* Cater: "What do you wanna do, Babydoll?" MIrai: I don't know, but there's this totally hot strawberry blonde that just mig-" Ace: "GET A ROOM!"

Pet names all the time, those are a must!

and so are kisses (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

and hugs and cuddles are a must too!

Always touching somehow ♡ (˘▽˘>ԅ( ˘⌣˘)

In class? Their ankles and intertwined. "At lunch? Their knees are touching. After school? They walk hand in hand.

They don't post much on Magicam, but when they do, Cater likes to keep his followers guessing

They do couples quizzes, do couples trends on Magicam, and wear couples outfits

Anything can be a date!

they move so flawlessly together, it was like it was meant to be!

Trey Clover

Mirai helps a lot with baking

Trey even started to give him pointers

Fingerprints left in the dough

Who knows where they came from? ┐('～`;)┌

Trey: "Prefect?" Mirai: "Yes, Trey?" Trey: "Why is there a fingerprint in my cookie dough?" Mirai: "I don't know" *slowly tries to escape* Trey: "Shall we compare prints then?" Mirai: (⊙_⊙) Trey: ▓▒░(°◡°)░▒▓

Unofficial official batter/dough taster

Trey doesn't mind

Mirai prefers Trey as a study partner

Hes the best at explaining things

and he's patient

and for every right answer, Trey gives Mirai a cookie

Riddle Rosehearts

Mirai finds the second year very pretty

but ofc he won't say it in front of the Heartslabyul Housewarden, lest he wants to lose his head

Again

*Mirai staring at Riddle* Riddle: "It's rude to stare, you know" Mirai: "Did you know you have pretty eyelashes?" Riddle: "I do not!" Mirai: "You do. All of you is pretty!" Riddle: ∑(O_O;) Mirai: (O u O) Riddle: "Off with your head!"

Tea time with Riddle

Mirai likes those moments, because Riddle is always his most relazed

He's more open and himself during those moments

Mirai loves the Unbirthday parties and is happy Riddle always extends an invite

Mirai likes to paint the roses red as well

But he always loses to Riddle at Croquet

But then again, it's not so bad, at least Riddle is happy

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This took way longer than expected, but it's done! You can see who my biases are *Cough* *Cough* Cater and Ace * Cough* *Cough* But I tried to give them all enough content

And as you can see, Mi-Mi is shipped with Ace and Cater. This will be a reoccurring theme with these. All of my faves will get a dating bracket with Mi-Mi!

Anyways, stay tuned for my next part, Savanaclaw!

[fizzywashere87]

If we were friends irl:

We would be baking a lot

But like absolutely chaos baking ykwim

Halfway through baking brownies we get into a food fight and lose most of the batter to the floor

But we don't care because we're having fun laughing

I'll pretend to scold you for sneaking a taste of the cookie dough but then i'll smile and sneak some too

Decorating competitions

Who can decorate a cupcake better? And we ask whoever is nearby to judge us on it

Overall we just have a lot of fun baking little treats

Especially if it's a sleepover and we just wake up at 2 in the morning to make a cake

Trying to suppress our giggles so we don't wake our parents

Yes is this because of what you told me earlier? Maybe

Anyway, we would totally do some crazy shit to our hair even though we definitely shouldn't be

Late night run to the store to grab some shitty box dye and we are on our way

Whether it's my hair getting changed or yours, somebody's is changing

We probably gossip a ton while this happens

you would tell me about your crushes and your boyfriends and your drama

And i would be there giving you hilarious and pretty mean roasts

I would tell you about my drama and give you some advice that isn't actually that good

hi :)

OML OML OML YESSSS OMGIEEE

i can't cook for shit but i'll gladly steal ingredients :)

yes, i'll eat brownie batter off the floor five second rule, time me

arts and crafts will consist of me drawing something inappropriate to make you laugh but i can't even finish the drawing because im laughing too hard it probably wasn't even funny but here we go

you'll record me going up to random strangers and asking them if a dill pickle and a crayola crayon had a baby and named it felipe would the titanic still have sank

how old are you? *deletes blog becuz ur a minor* /reference

being up at 2 am and i drop something/accidentally hit something and we shut up so our parents don't wake up but we're trying not to laugh

heheee i get the joke:)) (my hair was okay!!)

ill fix our hair to make sure it doesn't fall out! but it's gonna change

do u want bangs but too scared to get them? i gotchu

yesss you're gonna know who the school thot is with atm i'll keep you up to date on that shit!!

our sleepovers have to be at least weekly or i get grey hairs

omgieee friendly fire insults <3

i will take your advice and now we're both left overthinking

ill rant to you even if it's just about me dropping a pencil on my foot and it somehow hurt it was a ticonderoga pencil and it's why i only use mechanical pencils now

blasting music together and you'll listen to my gangster playlist

i'll put aluminum foil on my teeth to try and make you laugh

i'll play a recorder i forgot how to play

people will think we're high but its okay

handwritten birthday, and valentines day cards

random brain dumps at 3 am leaving you wondering what i was doing at such an ungodly hour as you see the message in the morning

me doing impulsive shit and roping you into it and i get a minor injury from it

INSIDE JOKESSSSS ILYSMMMM OUR FRIENDSHIP WOULD BE SO WHOLESOME AND CHAOTIC I LOVE ITTTTTTT @amorvincitomnia-14

[strellzzz]

THE SLEEPOVER . (all parts / lil bit of nsfw at the end)

(MB FOR PULLIN A CORY X KENSHIN)

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you and your best friend decided that you guys should have a sleepover cause it's been a while since you guys hung out with each other.

"Y/N GIRL HURRY UPP I'M OUTSIDE" your friend said while screaming at you on FaceTime.

"OKAYYYY !!! IM TRYING TO FIND MY SLIPPERS."

you put everything you need in your bag like your morning clothes , night clothes , lip gloss , makeup etc. you zipped up your bag and left the house locking the door behind you.

your friend rolls down her window. "DAMNN... GIRL TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH"

"STFU." you said laughing while getting in her car.

she starts driving to her house , you always known your friend to be a fast driver but she always gets to her destination safely cause she's still cautious.

"i'm so happy we're spending time with each otherrrr , it's been so long bruh"

"i knowww !!!! i missed you so muchhh"

you guys end up at her house , yall end out getting out the car taking yall bags in her house.

you go to her room putting your bag on the floor.

"so what do you wanna do !"

"girll i got a lotta stuff to tell you"

yall end out talking/gossiping for hours while doing each other nails and makeup.

les say like a good 6 hours past

"This is cuteee" you looked at your nails as you both got done with each other nails.

"thank youuu , i been trying my best in doing nails. i love yours too and the way you put the little charms on it."

"your welcome , so what you wanna do now it's kind of getting dark outside" you said while spinning on the stool.

"okay so i invited my boyfriend and his friend"

"is his friend fine ? , i'm not gonna judge i'm just not gon fw him if he look like Sid from ice age."

yall both started laughing

"nahhh he's not ugly, he's really cute, I think you will like him and if you're not comfortable with it just tell me"

she shows you his highlights on his insta

"he's so fine.."

"seee i knew you was gon like him"

"so when are they coming"

"ion kno he said give em like 5 mins"

"oh okay , u wanna make tiktok's ?" (press keep reading)

(kinda lazy writing some of this, bare with me also this is a insert character story i forgot to say ... so just make up whatever you want his name to be.)

you guys end up making TikTok's as soon you post it on your TikTok you get 540 likes in like 13 minutes. you weren't popular but a lot of people knew you cause you were nice to ppl who talked to you.

you looked at your friend "when are they coming?"

she looks at her boyfriend's location "They should be on their way"

"oh okay well i bought my polaroid for we can take pictures , cause i need it for memories" you went in your bag and grabbed your white polaroid and took pictures of y'all together.

the sounds of knocks came from the front door

"that might be them" she went to the front door and opened it.

standing there is her boyfriend and his friend holding bags of snacks and wingstop

(if you don't like wingstop just replace it with another food)

"hey baee" she looks at the stuff. "you didn't have to buy that we could've went and got them"

"nah it's all good , we didn't want y'all to go through all that" (her bf)

"yeah plus it's dark outside" (his friend)

"oh okay well y'all can come in" she walks back in the room and looks at you. "their here"

they both walk in putting the food and snacks on the bed

"Okay y'all we all gonna put our PJs on and watch a movie"

she took the snacks out of the bag and organized them on the bed.

her and her boyfriend went to the bathroom to change into their pajamas leaving you and I/C alone with each other.

(I/C means insert character)

"so what's your name?"

"my name is y/n"

"that's a beautiful name"

"what's urs?"

"I/C"

"i like your name also"

"thanks, you look really pretty"

"thank you" you started smiling at him.

you both start chopping it up and y'all conversation went really well , like having the same interest , music taste and everything.

"wow that's crazy me and you have the same interests in things"

"i knowww ... it's like we were low key meant to be locked in"

"forreal.."

your friend and her boyfriend came out with their pjs on.

"what took y'all so long?"

"oh , we took a shower and shi.. y'all can too if y'all want"

you look at him "do you wanna go first?"

"im good , ill wait for you to come out"

"okay" you took your bag inside the bathroom with you and closed the door.

THEIR POVS :

red : your bsf boyfriend

pink : your bsf

green : insert/character (your bsf boyfriend friend)

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your bsf look at I/C.

"sooo what do you think of my bsf ?"

"shes pretty and she's into the same stuff i'm into"

"bruh you should make a move."

"i would but ion know if she into me like that"

"she is. cause i know if she wasn't she would've been said sum"

"frl?"

"duhh , trust me. i been friends with y/n ever since we was in 2nd grade. she would say sum if she didn't fwu"

"ong she always got sum to say"

she looks at her bf. "not to much on bsf.." she rolls her eyes and looks back at I/C. "anyways... she fw's u"

"okay if you say so cause if she don't i'm fighting both of y'all stg"

"stop" she laughs a little.

"bruh can she hurry up .. i'm hungry"

"your always hungry , that's why your back is getting big now"

"i knoww your not talking, every time i have some food , here come hungry ass. "can i get sum" "

"SHUT TF UP" she's says throwing her fist in the air acting like she's gonna hit him.

he flinches.

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you eventually come out the bathroom with a cute pajama set with your furry bear slippers on

your bsf looks at you.

"girlll that's cute where you get that from!"

"shein." you laughed

"it looks hella good on you."

"thank youuu !" you smiled.

every time he complimented you it made your body feel warm cause it made you feel happy.

"finally time to eat."

"ummm no .. I/C gotta get ready too greedy"

"OMFG. NIGGA HURRY UP"

"okay damn bruh the food not going no where"

he gets up and take his bag to the bathroom with him.

you bsf look at you smiling. "soooo what do you think of himm?"

"omggg!" you said in a happy tone. "he's so sweet and funny. i like him a lot , and he literally loves everything i like"

"he likes you too"

"he does ?"

"yesssss he was over here practically drooling talking about you"

"that man was not drooling, he is into you though"

she looks at him. "will you shut the hell up"

"my bad"

she looks back at you "anyways he literally fwu i swear"

"okay good cause if he didn't i would literally spazz out"

after minutes of you and your bsf talking and her boyfriend complaining I/C comes out of the bathroom with his PJs on. you look at him seeing what he's wearing and he's wearing a T-shirt with pajama pants. As you're looking at him you can see his abs compress to his shirt.

"alright i made you and I/C a pallet on the floor , if that's okay with y'all..."

"it's fine with me if y/n don't mind"

"yeah i don't mind"

"okay , i gave y'all extra blankets and pillows and some of my plushies for y'all won't b uncomfortable"

"i mean you got carpet so we're good regardless"

"alright enough chatting bruh i'm ready to eat"

you take off your slippers and sat down on the floor where your bsf made the pallet at.

I/C sits next to you.

your bsf turns off the lights and dim the led lights low. she opens the wing stop bag and hands y'all the food.

"alright what movie y'all wanna watch me personally we should watch mean girls"

"yeah we should"

"fuck no"

"nahhh"

"what's wrong with mean girls"

"nobody wanna watch that"

"frl"

"okay then how about we watch Rio"

"bet"

"okayy"

"alr"

she goes on amazon prime video and puts on the movie rio.

after like 25 mins past your bsf and her boyfriend was knocked tf out. leaving you and I/C the only ones awake.

"they really asleep?"

"yeah especially her." you laugh a little.

your bsf is lying all over her bf with a fry hanging out her mouth. you poke her but she doesn't budge.

"well are you tired yet?"

you looked at him and laid down. "not really , i'm just bored"

"yeah.. well can i tell you something"

"hm?" you look up at him.

"i think your really pretty."

"are you being honest?"

"yeah. why wouldn't i be"

"i'm just making sure cause i just need reassurance. that's all"

"well to me your the most prettiest girl i ever came across too."

he lays down with you leaving both of you looking at each other. you guys lock eye contact, he leans to you kissing you. you start kissing him back. the feeling of his lips was soft. He stops and leans back looking at you.

“Tell me when to stop”

"okay.."

he starts kissing you again passionately. you start putting your arms around him while he slowly puts his hands inside your pajama shorts/pants rubbing your pussy, but your panties are covering it.

he starts putting his hands inside your laced panties rubbing your clit. he stops kissing you and you can hear is his deep voice in your ear.

"your so wett..."

you start putting your legs around him as he puts puts his finger inside your pussy fingering you.

you start moaning softly.

"shhh mama.... ion want them to hear u"

he starts fingering you faster than before making you cum on his fingers. he takes his hands out your pants. and starts whispering.

"i want to fuck you so bad mamas..." he whispers while looking at you

"you can..." you said silently while rubbing his bulge.

"ion want them to hear us"

"i'll be quiet.."

"you sure ?"

you nod your head.

"okay."

he pulls down the front of his pajama pants and boxers revealing his dick to you. you didn't expect him to be that big...

you start to look a little worried.

"what's wrong.. yon think you can take it ?"

" ... "

"like i said, just tell me when to stop .."

he grabs you close while you have a leg on top of his waist. he ends out sliding his dick in your tight pussy, he turns both of you over where you're on top of him now. you put your arms around him where your close to his ear and he's close to yours.

"make sure you stay quiet" he whispers in your ear.

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alr this wasn't my best story honestly. im probably gonna start back writing story's but i maybe just delete this acc frl. ion know

[svnflowermoon]

☕talk about ur best friend! what're they like? what do u love about them? <3

OMG YAY OK i could talk about my best friends for HOURSSSS (i have a few best friends so i'll talk abt all of them <333)

ok so first there's 🐀 (emoji is an inside joke i made her a felted stripper rat for her birthday) i don't think she knows she's my best friend but idk?? genuinely one of my fav people ever she's literally the funniest person on earth and i love her so much, we've known each other for like 6 years now which is insane to me. on all of our school holidays we have sleepovers where we watch the cringiest movies we can find and make cursed cakes (if you want more context send me an ask lmao 😭) and honestly it's so fun. we wore matching fairy costumes last year on halloween (i was blue, she was green) bc of the whole ✨she was a fairy✨ audio it was so funny and we're gonna do a transition from those outfits into our formal dresses at the end of the year in the same colours hehe (which i helped her pick literally two days ago). also been accused of being madly in love with her which is how you know the friendship is real lmaooo

then there's 🐟(she would HATE me for this emoji LMAOOOO) and she's literally one of my favourite people in the world and ive known her for a year????? like there is a massive part of my heart that is molded perfectly for her and we only met last year??? it's insane to me honestly she's irreplaceable idk what I'd do without her i adore her with my whole heart. literally one of my favourite memories from last year is with her from the eras tour movie like it was a core memory that will live in my heart forever we sung and danced together and at that point we'd known each other for like 6 months??? crazy to me that she's so important to me after so little time like it feels like I've known her my whole life and those kinds of connections are so important to me. but anyway she's so funny and the sweetest person ever and she got me a birthday present 2 months ago??? my birthday's in june 😭😭😭 i love her endlesslyyyy and we have plans to run away to italy together to escape maths. it's so funny as well bc we've been friends for just a year and literally everyone associates us together like "oh you're ___'s lucy!!" and im like hell yeah we've known each other forever- and then it's one year

okayyy and then there's 💐 and ugh she's so sweet we've known each other for like 2 years and we bonded over music and she's literally an angel on earth im so lucky to know her. she's the sweetest, kindest person i know i genuinely cannot express how much she means to me. we go thrifting together and gossip a bunch and we have plans to go to concerts together and ugh she's my pinterest spotify soulmate she's sooo sweet you have no idea <333 cannot express how much she means to me

[gabiquipost]

tumblr journal - SU23

My apprenticeship at The Wilds was basically a summer camp for adults, if you can call college students that. The interns never got to start our independent research projects, to no fault of our own, but we've gotten into a lot of shenanigans once we stopped caring about that (about halfway through). I think it's really healed me from what happened in the spring. I also started using time that I would've spent on a project to instead plan for the future; it's the summer before senior year, so I should be applying to grad schools. The plan is to get my master's in something Ecology related.

But maybe I could take some time in between school to do research abroad - I'm seeing some other undergrads mention doing the same with a Fulbright grant. So I decide apply. The time working on this application has been from 6pm to 3am, pretty much every night.

I'm especially close to two people that I've met at The Wilds. We hang out together outside of work quite often. CL is another intern, we share a wall in the cabin. She's a year older than I, but doesn't try to mother me. In fact, we're very similar. We sing during long car rides past the farms, avoid gossiping about the others, and understand each other without crossing any boundaries. I don't know if I can be very close to someone again, but we're comfortable with the small distance that we maintain.

I was the first to arrive at the beginning of the summer. The nighttime silence scared me during that first week, especially when mysterious banging would occasionally interrupt it. I finally understand 'deafening silence' as a loud hum that vibrates in the ears as you try to fall asleep. It gets so dark, but you can see the stars really well. I got to see a meteor shower, and watch bats follow my car up the gravel drive once. There's a garden on top of the neighboring research building with all kinds of flowers, and hummingbirds visit often. Dr. FE has taught me many flowers species, so now I'm the one that the interns ask to identify them.

It's paradise, but not an escape. There's one evening where the Columbus roommate groupchat gets loud. It's two against me, and DI is trying to mediate. I've noticed the others love bombing her in my absence, so I'm not surprised that she's on both sides now. We have a porch overlooking a lake, so I sit outside and hope the pouring rain drowns out the noise. I sit there long enough to get soaked through, and when I walk in I don't notice CL sitting in front of the door, stunned. We'll later laugh about me looking like a monster that crawled out of the lake.

I tried to come home most weekends. It's the first summer that I've spent away, since moving in. The drive is 3 hours each way, and I buy my own gas, but I feel like I'm missing out when I'm not there. This stopped after AU's graduation party. Aunt DE and her kids stay in my room, I sleep on the basement couch that weekend. One night, she and Mom are chatting. Listening in, Mom is speaking the way my birth mom would. It makes me freeze. I brush it off. I overhear KA asking to have friends stay the night, to which Mom agrees.

I'm not sure how to go about this, but I've noticed that the other kids are usually petulant when asking for things. While I've tried to be more careful, maybe it comes off as cold. Maybe that's why she always forgets when I ask. So when I approach her, I make a face. "Does KA really need to have a sleepover tonight? Where am I supposed to sleep?" I say it with a slight whine. Maybe if I emote for once, I can get my point across without having to say any wrong words.

I miscalculated.

"This is my house, and I make the rules. If you need somewhere to sleep, you have your own place in Columbus."

I open my mouth to argue, until I see the drink in her hand. It snaps shut.

"What, you have something to say? Say it!"

I walk away. As I do, she keeps shouting at me to speak up. I shut the door.

So long as I don't leave property, blips like that are rare. We're eating lunch in the conference room when someone points out my strange food choice - avocado with panko crumbs on top. The avocado sits in its shell, the tin of crumbs next to my water bottle.

"Are you from an ingredient house?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like, you eat scrounged up stuff because there aren't snacks and you don't want to cook."

I figure it's not the time to explain the difference between an ingredient household and childhood food scarcity: "Yeah."

[amischiefofmuses]

It’s your turn for the spotlight, Wade! Don’t tell the others, but you’re my favorite 💕

What’s your favorite movie? Also - when it comes to snuggling, what blanket material is best?

And asking for a friend; what’s your dream date look like?

Ask Random Muse Questions || Always Accepting

-- ❝Oh HELL YEAH I am! Suck it, wiry blue pocket lint, I'M the favorite here.❞ For a man with such low value in himself, he has a ridiculously huge ego and it's only made worse when fed like that. [Nonny, what have you done?] He moves to lay on his front, his hands perched under his chin like he's at a sleepover exchanging gossip, feet kicking behind him in a lazy rhythm. His answer to the first question is a no-brainer. -- ❝Favorite movie's gotta be Van Helsing.❞ It's hard to tell how serious he's being, given the stupid smirk beneath the mask. That could very well be just another joke but he has an appreciation for that particular movie- for absolutely no particular reason. Then he rolls onto his back, one leg hooking over the other, gaze up at the ceiling. Ever restless, never still. -- ❝I don't know shit about fabric specifics but it's gotta be soft, I spend all day wrapped in a SEXY tight costume that kinda makes everything feel like- nothing. So if I'm gonna be wrapped up in something then it better be softer than laying on a bed of chinchillas. Fluffy. Not that sherpa fleece shit that clumps up like a goddamn cumrag.❞ While his suit has its positives, saving him the cleaning fee he'd otherwise have to deal with to get the blood out, the extra layer between him and the world is limiting. Couple that with the fact that the one thing it doesn't dull is PAIN from whatever bad guys might throw at him- well, it means softness comes at a premium. -- ❝A friend, huh?❞ A snort, glancing over at them with a raised brow before simply shrugging. Once upon a time he'd have defaulted to the arcade but- that was for someone else. ❝Well tell your FRIEND that I'd LOVE to go to some kind of rock show, I'm talking bodies crammed together, moshpit, just fucking shit up together in a sea of strangers with no one paying attention to anything that's going on. Just- go wild!❞ He pumps his fists in the air from where he's laying for just a couple beats, then splays out starfish-style. ❝When we're exhausted enough then it's time for food, I'll take shitty gas station hotdogs or some local takeout- the greasier the better. Wander the streets and share stories 'til we both realize the sun is coming up and I break us in to one of those Richie McRich skyscrapers, one with a pool maybe? Strip down to our underoos - or less - and watch the sunrise. Maybe we get chased out by security and streak off into the distance while the credits roll, maybe not-❞ He could go on forever, so he stops there, a wide grin across his face. ❝Just, adventure, y'know?❞

[castlebyersafterdark]

i literally just realised your welcome post references castle byers sign itself hahahaha

speaking of your namesake, do you think it will be updated, rebuilt or visited after dark in s5? do you think it's closer to lover's lake than we think? :))))

Yes!! I love Castle Byers so much and I'm honestly glad I settled on this theming for the blog. Like we're all hanging out in a fort together sharing secrets and gossip and random thoughts like at a sleepover, chatting about boys and making dirty jokes. Love it, love yall 😘

And I think it would be such a cool visual to have it rebuilt in someway. I know it's featuring in the show since they have shown behind the scenes with it, and I think in multiple ways? Flashback for little Will and in the Upside Down for a different scene with present day characters near it? Unless I imagined those were different featured scenes.

I am very confused where everything is located in Hawkins because the show isn't clear enough and I've seen several different, conflicting maps online and from official merch that don't line up. I'd love if Castle Byers was somewhere close to Lover's Lake. It all ties into just the aura of hiding out and finding somewhere safe and could be explored in some way. But I'm not sure how close it is. Because I think the Byers house was closer to the quarry and I don't think the quarry and the lake are right next to each other.

There's too many ideas I really like and I'm glad I have the fandom since there will only be one reality in the show. I like the idea of a heart to heart in Castle Byers, a first kiss there. Mike rebuilt it for Will. It's their new hangout. Even if we don't see that happen I like the idea of that being true and it's their spot to enjoy in between when everything's settled and graduation, before Mike and Will leave Hawkins together. They spend a lot of time hanging out in the fort.

But I also love the idea of kissing in the church, a big fight and confession in Mike's garage, a first kiss in Mike's basement is iconic, too. There's so many possibilities and I really can never commit to an idea for how it's going to happen!!

[softantigone]

All these poems about

lovers growing old together

and not a single one about

best friends

so we call this underrated,

because we're not the

power couple kissing in

yearbook pictures

or grandma and grandpa

sharing a dry fruit falooda

or hashtag relationship goals

or "till death do us part"

but I promise to outlive

every toxic boyfriend you

ever dated through high school

and help you dye your white hair

back to teenage neon blue

as long as you return the favour

and I know we'll never be

romantic enough for

the romantics but listen

you're still my better half

no matter who's in my life

unless of course, Brad Pitt

decides to marry me

and gets down on one knee

but the truth is one day we'll

be shopping for hearing aids

and you'll have a walking stick

and I, a hump on my back

our hands will get wrinkled

but don't worry, I promise you

we'll still buy glitter nail polish

and go for pricey manicures

two seventy-year-old girls

waking up with hangovers

the size of goddesses

going to Goa for birthdays

doing sleepovers on Sundays

gossiping through flying time

we're like two words that rhyme

taking perfect selfies together

at eighty or even ninety, sister

some with false teeth on

and some without

calling each other hot

gummy smiles or not.