#why does chemistry have to fucking suck so bad huh. whats up with that. why cant chemistry just be fun and cool and interesting atom shit

[zapsoda]

i fucking hate beers law and i hate gas laws and i hate stoichiometry

[shipskicksandgiggles]

dialogue prompts

for those who don't know, my life is bonkers and I cope by making prompt lists out of the more bizarre things I say/people say to me/I hear by being in proximity of equally weird people. send a number with a character/ship/dynamic of your choosing and I'll do what I can

“So I may have accidentally recruited your ex to help me move.” “I’m so sorry, was he awful?”

“How’s living next to a construction site?” “I prefer the sound of people playing pool.” “That bad, huh?”

“You’re the main character!” “Stop saying I’m the main character, I have been the snarky, comic relief my whole life and I’m not stopping now.”

“I can’t quit my job, I can’t quit my job-” “What happened?” “Some guy wanted to talk to me about his prostate.” “Don’t you work at a library?”

“So because I’m me, I made a spreadsheet about it.” “You’re incredible.”

“You signed me up for a job interview?” “Yeah.”

“You’re not going to believe what he said.” “I find that hard to believe, try me.”

“I accidentally gave you so many traits.” “Hey, I had autism first.”

“I let you kiss me one time-” “It has been more than one time.”

“Were you here for the male model thing?” “No?”

“Have fun!” “Kill me.” “Or just don’t kill anyone I guess.”

“If you call Latin a dead language one more time I’m going to throw myself across this desk at you.”

“I’m going to ask you a question and you’re going to feel attacked.” “Fine.” “Why does it have to be that way?”

“I just took a quiz for fun and accidentally did geometry by hand.” “Nerd.”

“I’d wear shorts.” “It’s snowing.”

“You have a very expressive face.” “I don’t like that you noticed that.”

“When do you leave?” “In like an hour, why?” “Can you build things?” “Yes, but I repeat, why?”

“So here I am, sitting and talking about amputations-” “I have absolutely no idea where this is going, but I love it.”

“Did the raccoon get into the attic again?”

“It’s 8:30 in the morning on a Saturday, something better actually be on fire.” 

“Is a potato a vegetable?” 

“Everything you do is calculated.” “You make me sound like a robot.”

“I’m so sorry, I’m going to be late.” “Everything okay?” “Yeah, no, I’m fine, I just may have broken my foot and I need to go to urgent care.” “That is… the opposite of fine.”

“Don’t question why I know how to pop the screen out of a window.” “Our fucking door won’t open, as long as we can get outside, I don’t care.”

“So Thursday was a bad day for you then?”

“You used to be buff.” “I thought you were going to say something entirely different, but I guess we’re going this way then.”

“How are you not freaking out right now?” “I’ve been living with this for months now dude, this is just entertainment for me.”

“I was elected most responsible at summer camp when I was five.” “Some things never change.”

“I had a chemistry teacher in high school who could write with both hands at the same time. She needed an exorcism.”

“The age of the child you hit with your car determines the number of points you get.”

“How’d the meeting go?” “I think I came out as gay to the entire board.” “What the fuck.”

“This is probably the only dick pic I’ll ever get and that’s okay.”

“Oh my god, I out-autismed the whole group chat.”

“No more kisses until you stop apologizing for being human.” “That’s not fair, you know that’ll work on me.”

“I can feel my bones.” “That’s not ideal”

“You dumb bitch.” “It worked, didn’t it?”

“Good news, you've just unlocked my niche special interest that I can and will talk for at least ten minutes straight about. Are you ready to learn?”

“You know what I’m talking about, you do not have the moral high ground.”

“I’m going to be so real with you, I literally hate this. Like this sucks.”

“I don’t think you understand that this is the greatest news I’ve ever been given. Like genuinely, this is the happiest I’ve been in weeks.”

“Good to know you would have died very early in the Middle Ages.”

“Is that a mosquito bite? Dude, it’s March.”

“You know you’re going to have a good day when the maintenance guy says ‘well that’s different’.”

“Yeah, I don’t know, the last time I cried I think it was December.” “It’s April?” “Hey, the time before that it was July, so.”

“No wait, turn up the music. Never mind, I thought it was the Law and Order theme.” “Do you think I have the Law and Order theme on a CD in my car?”

“Please don’t assault my boyfriend.” 

“Would you like a new best friend? Because I think I found your new best friend.”

“Guess who had a baby.” “No.” 

“What is the purpose of nipple rings?” “Decoration.” “Like a Christmas tree!”

“I honestly don’t know how to be a person anymore. Please don’t contact me for 3-5 business days while I sort that out.”

[mx-flint]

So huh, this season sucked. They made so many decisions i don't understand or completely disagree with. For example adding so many new character for some reason (when there's no way we're getting a s3, especially not after this shitshow of a finale) like Jim's girlfried and the pirate queen (jankins really saw the criticism of s1 concerning the fact that there was 0 women in s1 and said aight bet. And then gave us nothing) and ignoring all the other characters that were beloved and interesting in s1: Olu, Jim, Frenchie, big john, Fang... they all had like. 4 lines between them. I also don't understand why they had to ''broke up'' Olu and Jim??? When they had a really nice relationship??? And set Olu up with pirate queen after literally 2 interactions??? All the ned Lowe's episode they wated when they could have used it for better character development instead of for Stede to show off his ''pirate skills''. I don't undestand why they made Ed leave in ep7 just for him to get back in the first 3 minutes of ep8. Also Ed and Stede opening an inn makes no sense for where they are in their journey, especially Stede. They put too much stuff together when they know full well they're not getting a s3

They should have cut all the new characters and focus on the ones we already had. Because i don't give a fuck about Jim's girlfriend and all the other new characters. Pirate queen had the possibility to be a really fun character and yet did nothing all season. This season had real pacing issues, character development issues, fucking button (a fun character) turns into a fucking seagull in ep3 or 4 and just disspears (again why since he was actually funny and this is supposed to be a comedy). Ed is a terrible character in this season, just does what other people tell him to do and treats the crew horribly and no one cares! He doesen't apologise and no one cares! And the chemistry between him and these is horrible. And then they go and kill off Izzy after a season of very interesting character development, you can't just kill off a suicidal character after a suicide attempt and justify it with ''he wants to go'' fuck you. I hope there's no s3 because i don't think the writers and creators deserve it.

(Also Izzy's monologue in ep8 was bad. You're not black sails you will never be black sails. Get better writers)

[voidclrx]

im full on chemistry teacher hange brainrot rn 😩 so can i ask an nsfw oneshot of dom hange x sub reader. in which reader who asks them to give them a higher grade that she would do anything for it. so hange takes the advantage of the reader's statement. (im not sure if you're comfortable with nsfw fics so please feel free to ignore this message if you're not willing to write for it!)

oh and to clarify some things the reader will be in her college years so there's no pedophilia going on. thank you!

i understand you omg- 😩😖

no, im totally comfortable with it!! it’s just i’m really insecure about it since it’s one of my first time writing smut!! 🥺 hope you like it tho<3333

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hange x fem!reader

tw: nsfw, degrading, cursing, dom!hange, sub!reader, fingering, sex toy

college!au

bad grades

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you were in your chemistry class, trying to make your exercise, since you were really bad at this. your grades getting worst since a few weeks and you want to improved so you decided to see your teacher at the end of the class.

the bell rang indicating the end of class, so you went to the teacher's office. “professor zoe?”. “yes y/n? what do you want? “ they asked smiling. “i-i have some difficulty these times in chemistry and i was wondering if you an help me?” you questioned a bit embarrassed. “y/n... i don’t have time to give you private lessons since you’re not the only one in this situation.” they said a bit bothered by your request. “but... please i would do anything to get higher grades. it could ruin my year” you said begging them. “anything you said, huh?”. “y-yes...”. “i see, come see me at my house tonight around 6PM”. they declared. “hum, you sure??”. “yes here my address.” they said smirking.

-

5:55PM, you were on your way to professor zoe’s house, you anticipated a lot. what does they want? why would they invite you at their house? you arrive beside their door and knock on it. they open the door with bright smile. “come, don’t stay there”. you entered and saw a big house you didn’t thought that it would be like this. it was pretty well organised and really cleaned! “sit on the couch”. they proposed you. after minutes of talking about life stuffs, you finally asked them “so professor why did you invite me here?”. you asked. “you say lately that you will do anything for getting better grades. so if you really want these higher grades, i think that let me fuck you is the best way for you to have it”. “p-professor, are you serious?”. “yes i am”. all you could do is loudly swallow your saliva. you never thinking of doing this type of thing one day but your year is more important for you. "okay now undress you, since i see that you ain’t against that". that’s what you did you take your shirt off, unclipped your bra. "what a beautiful tits we have here" they said while slowly squeezing one of them. you moan surprisingly. "already moaning? i barely touch you". and they sucking the other one, sometime bite it, you could feel your lower belly waking up because of it. "hum please professor, i love it" you begged. "call me hange. it’s more simple". they proposed you.

after a few minutes of stimulated your breasts, they took of your jean, to reveal your panties. they touched your clit on it and doing circulars moves through it. your moan goes a bit loudly, since your pleasure grows little by little. "mmmh hange, that’s feel s-so good". “i know angel, i can see that. now lift your hips up". that’s what you did and they took off your panties. "wooow you’re already this wet. i didn’t know i have so much effects on you”. they stated, proud, at the view of your wetness. after this comment, hange go to your pussy and start to flick their tongue on it, and doing fast moves. tears of pleasure start to running down your cheeks. "don’t stop plea— fuck”. you moaned. hange leave your clit and start to fingering you by insert 2 of their fingers in you, and start thrusting them into you. "you’re such a needy slut you know that?". they snapped. "answer me." slapping your ass. "yes i am". "but let me clarify you, you’re MY needy slut. i want to hear it from you now. say it". they groaned. "i’m your good slut. all yours". "good girl". after this degrading exchange, hange take their fingers from you and get up. "what? where are you going”. "stay there, i’ll comeback". below frustrating minutes of waiting, they cameback with a dildo. you almost choked at the view of it. “i brought you something bigger than my fingers, let’s see if you can handle it”. they teased, smirking. “o-of course, i can” you declared. “yeah yeah we’ll see”. while saying that, hange pushed the dildo deep inside you and start thrusting in you. you rolled your eyes back, bitting your lower lips to contains your moans, but the pleasure was too big to keep you quiet. suddenly hange start to speaking “so you let me fucking you for good grades, huh? i know you were desperate but not at the point of accepting that, stupid whore” they degraded. these words turned you on, you didn’t even know why. their thrusts start to be faster, you feel your orgasm coming little by little. “fuck, hange i’m so close”. “already? i thought you could handle it". they teased you. you don’t even replied since you knows that they were right. to grow your pleasure, hange use their free hands to stimulate your clit. the only things you could hear in the room were your moans and your cunt making wet noises because of hange’s thrusts deep inside of you.

"i’m going to cum, hange" you sighed. "you only allowed to cum when i say that you can”. they replied. their pace on you were going faster and beat your g-spot with strength. you were out of breath by dint of moaning without stopping. “hange please i won’t be able to handle it anymore”. you begged. “you’ve been a good girl, you deserve it. so, go, you can cum now angel.” you felt you’re edge coming, you could feel your heart beating faster, your legs shaking and your back arching because of the pleasure you were feeling at the moment.

after coming down from your highs, you saw hange, looking at you and put his glasses back on. “wow you deserve an A+ for that, kitten”

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thanks for reading it 😖

[doublekrecs]

ethanol (k. tetsuro)

ethanol (k. tetsuro)

synopsis: your lab partner in chem is annoying.

word count: 4.2 k

college!au, barista!akaashi, e2l, mean!kuroo, meg thee stallion stan!atsumu fem!reader

warnings: a lil angsty, swearing, nsfw, smut, some semi x reader smut, fingering, oral, face sitting, drunk sex, drinking, mentions of weed, degradation, hate sex??, unprotected sex, overstimulation, a lil breathplay?

walking into a stem class, especially chemistry, you expected at least a few girls to be in there with a male majority. it’s not that you didn’t get along with boys, in fact, your best friends were men themselves. but being a girl in a science class meant constantly being talked down upon, sometimes sexualized by some weird ass incels.

so when you walked into your small class as the only girl who knew no one with nowhere to sit, you settled for the next best thing: sitting next to a guy who had seemingly okay vibes. and you spotted exactly that. you couldn’t deny that he was kind of hot, a little rugged looking with his messy rooster hair. though he was only sitting down, you were also able to tell he had some height on him.

you took your seat next to him and waited in silence for the professor to start the class. this class is only a semester long. this repeated in your head like a mantra. one semester. one semester. and it’s next to a seemingly normal hot guy. you could do this. as the professor got right into the topic, you got to work right away. notes were scribbled, important topics were highlighted, your focus completely spent on the class.

“god, your perfume reeks. what did you do? dump the whole bottle?”

you looked to your left. gears were turning in your head and you felt yourself tense at the sound of his first spoken words. are you fucking serious? yeah, you liked your vanilla scented perfume. bokuto did, too. hinata loved it. akaashi was indifferent, but he never said anything negative. one semester, you repeated to yourself. one semester.

“your hair looks like absolute shit, but you don’t see me complaining about it.”

and that was your first impression of kuroo tetsuro, your lab partner. a complete asshole.

-

“and he fucking asked me if i dumped a bottle of perfume on myself! i’m not going to survive this semester with this rooster bitch.”

you sighed loudly and turned to bokuto and hinata who listened intently. while you came down from your red, hot anger, the faces of these two angels helped you feel good again.

“i’m sorry, (y/n), but there’s this one guy in my math class you might get along with. he said he was taking the same chem class, so just tell me when you need help,” bokuto responded, putting his arm around you, “but for now, it’s dinner time.”

“from where?”

“osamu. hinata won a bet against atsumu and now we have free onigiris.”

hinata snickered in the kitchen while akaashi typed away on his laptop. your roommates really were the sweetest.

-

for the next two weeks, the class slowly started more and more labs. you and kuroo mostly stayed silent unless you needed to talk about what to do with various liquids or what solid formed from what. it was okay like this. he was tolerable, except when-

“you’re off by one mililliter.”

“what?”

“you heard me, you’re off by a milliliter.”

you turned to kuroo and your sight is met with his usual stoic expression, “does it even matter? this is a huge beaker and one milliliter is like nothing compared to the rest of the solution.”

“you want to get consistent results, don’t you? so stop being sloppy or else we’re both going to fail this class. you can’t treat this class like the way you treat your perfume.”

shock took over, then boiling anger.

“sloppy? you come here looking like a fucking rooster.”

“what do you mean?”

“have you brushed your fucking hair in the last 3 years? have you looked in the mirror?”

just one semester. one semester.

you calmly composed yourself, remembering that bokuto and hinata had planned a movie night. you can get through this stupid class period. -

“and he lost his shit over one fucking milliliter! can you believe it?”

akaashi listened as he poured the milk into your coffee. you always liked to visit the cafe during the slow hours to check up on your roomie. plus, the quiet atmosphere, the smell of pastries, and akaashi’s pretty face was the perfect setting for ranting about your stupid fucking lab partner.

“i don’t know, (y/n). he’s a bit of an asshole, but maybe he’s just meticulous. it could be a good thing, you know.”

“metic-a-what? i need you to translate your big boy vocabulary, kaash.”

“you know i hate that nickname.”

“yet you have no problem when bokuto calls you that. you’re warming up.” he sighed in response while you gave a toothy grin back up at him.

“you got me there. but what i’m trying to say is that he pays attention to small details. he looks at little intricacies, especially in your assignments.”

“intri-ca-what?”

-

the next month of chem went by fast. you and kuroo had little snarky remarks here and there, but nothing too bad. he was just less of an asshole for right now.

you sat in your usual spot with the same scent of vanilla lingering on you since the first day of school. the class period went by with the usual routine: notebook? check. pen? check. highlighters? check. asshole lab partner? check. until halfway through the lecture-

“shit.” the highlighter ink was running low, your notes were getting less and less vibrant. while you knew highlighting signified some kind of shallow understanding of the subject, color coding helped you organize your thoughts.

you made a note to yourself to buy a new pack the next day.

but then the next day came and there was already a new one at your desk. midliners, in fact, the ones with prettier colors. the ones that were slightly more expensive than your usual ones with a post it note that read your name on it. you had no problem with accepting this anonymous gift, picking it up with admiration shining in your eyes. now you can continue class with your usual routine: notebook? check. pen? check. highlighters? check. asshole lab partner? check.

-

“so no one was going to tell us that we were going to throw a party tonight?”

akaashi spoke sternly to the two children on the couch while you prepared some snacks. for a party. that you discovered was happening tonight. ten minutes ago.

“aghaaashi, we haven’t thrown one in awhile. plus, it’s been awhile since all of us drank together.” bokuto whined. hinata had his full puppy dog eyes on as if he was a little boy begging their dad for a puppy.

“fine. but if anyone throws up, you guys are the ones cleaning the bathroom.”

while akaashi turned around, the children celebrated by excitedly putting out their drinks. this was going to be a long night.

-

there’s some whores in this house. there’s some whores in this house. there’s some whores in this house.

dim lights? check. henny and sprite? check. meg thee stallion? check. the basic tools necessary for a fun night.

tsumu drunkenly held onto you as if you were some kind of pillar. who knew it only took a few shots for such a big man to lose his ability to walk straight?

“(y/n)!!! wap is playing!!!”

“i know, baby, it’s your song!!”

“i know damn well flattykawa isn’t stealing the fucking show!! hold my drink, babe.”

that’s when you kissed his cheek good luck and your buddy disappeared onto the dance floor. and your eyes were met with the sight of a pretty boy staring at you.

“kaashi, who’s that?” your roommate turned to you, the pretty boy, then back to you.

“semi eita. he was in one of my literature classes. he was also on the volleyball team at shiratorizawa in high school.”

“the one with big daddy ushiwaka?”

“yeah,” he grimaced, “he’s in a band now.”

“A BAND??”

“you know what? just remember to use protection-“

kaashi was interrupted by the sight of tsumu throwing it back to hinata. the tangerine haired child really was doing his best, but tsumu was a big man. although, he really did show oikawa up.

“shoyo is so small. is he going to be okay?”

“not my problem.”

your focus went back up to the blondish grey haired musician. ruffled hair, cuffed jeans, a loose shirt. semi eita. huh. you took your last sip and discarded the red solo cup. you took another peak at him. bedroom eyes.

“hey, (y/n), the guy in my math class just got here- oh.”

“i’m gonna have to meet him some other time, bokuto.”

kuroo poured himself another drink and immediately found bokuto full of energy and red faced from the alcohol. a hyena laugh filled the room at the sight of hinata and tsumu, until he scanned the rest of room and saw you. in the hallway. with some guy with grey hair. who you led to an empty room. his heart dropped a little, but he didn’t know why.

“hey, my roommate is kinda busy right now so i can’t really introduce you two,” bokuto apologized, “why do you look like that?”

“like what, owl head?”

“sad.” he spoke with concern.

“oh, i thought i saw this one girl from one of my classes. but it doesn’t matter. let’s go drink.”

-

not even ten minutes later, you were in your bedroom with the pretty grey haired musician, most of your clothes already on the floor. you straddled him and cupped his face as his lips met yours, then your neck, then your shoulder.

his fingers found their way into your panties, quickly finding your clit as he sucked the sweet spot on your neck.

“s-semi.” you whined, grinding on his hand.

“you wanna cum on my fingers first, babe?”

you nodded quickly, lips once again meeting his. he laid you down on your bed, head resting in the crook of your neck. you felt two fingers enter you as semi curled them, his thumb rubbing your clit. the pace was agonizingly slow, but the more vocal you were, the more he sped up.

“you’re so fucking wet, baby. you’re so fucking tight.” he mumbled in your ears.

his mouth made contact with your nipple, swirling his hot tongue over the hardened bud. his mouth continued to move south, eventually replacing his thumb. you felt his tongue circle your clit quickly as his fingers continued the assault on your g spot. you clenched around his fingers, letting out small whines as the coil in you began to tighten.

“i’m going to cum, semi.” you breathed out.

he let out a low groan of affirmation, “don’t hold back, then.” his fingers began to move faster, your g spot being hit even harder. his mouth was back on your clit, sucking the small nub harshly. your thighs began to shake as his fingers fucked you through your high.

he pulled his fingers and his mouth met yours once again, your teeth pulling on his bottom lip. his fingers were brought up to your lips and you sucked on them greedily. this was going to be one hell of a night.

-

the crackling sound of the oil filled your ears as akaashi cracked some eggs onto the pan. the smell of food and coffee drifted in the apartment. the morning after was always nice for you two since you guys rarely drank a ridiculous amount of alcohol. sure, you had to take out some trash and clean up here and there, but surprisingly, no one threw up last night.

“when do you think bokuto and hinata are going to wake up this time?” you asked sipping your coffee while akaashi added rice onto the pan.

“hinata’s awake, he just feels like shit. bokuto fell asleep in the bath tub, so you know the drill.”

you nodded, walking up to the fridge to make your classic hangover concoction. as if on cue, bokuto walked into the living room with his fingers pressed onto his temple and hair looking all sad.

“good morning, you baby.”

“you hooked up with semi, didn’t you?” bokuto responded with a smirk on his face.

“i did what?”

and that was the moment semi decided to emerge from your bedroom shamelessly. his hair was messy, his clothes were all disheveled, and the memories from last night hit you all at once. you didn’t even notice that he was sleeping next to you in your bed when you walked straight to the kitchen for breakfast.

“morning.” he smiled at you and gave you a peck on the cheek. bokuto snickered while akaashi was unphased by the interaction.

“morning.” you responded, your face getting hot as you recalled the events of last night. he was good. very good. you couldn’t deny the fact that he had some talented fingers. and a pretty good stroke game.

“you want any coffee?” akaashi offered, as semi headed towards the door.

“no, i’m good. i’m supposed to eat breakfast with wakatoshi.” he replied groggily. semi let out a yawn and bid bokuto and akaashi a farewell before he pulled you aside.

“thanks for last night. call me if you want to do it again some other time. or not.”

you nodded, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks as he left.

“(y/n), you fucking asshole!! you were supposed to get with the guy in my math class!! i knew him in high school he’s a big sweet nerd!” bokuto whined.

“yeah, yeah, i’ll meet him when there’s another party. me and semi were just a one time thing.” you brushed him off as you put all the ingredients in the blender for the hungover children.

-

“all of you are going to have to collaborate with your partner for this lab report.”

you threw your head back with a silent groan. this was going to be a long assignment. you looked to the asshole on your left. his face was expressionless as he looked back at you.

“i know you despise me, but we both want an A on this.”

you couldn’t disagree with him. he had become more tolerable the past few months, often lending you notes that you had missed with the addition of some snarky comment. plus, you often got good scores on your assignments, some of his insight being helpful. at this point, you had developed the habit of going to the cafe akaashi worked at after to rant. he would make you some coffee, lend you some advice, and calm you down as you ranted about your asshole lab partner. it was a whole routine.

“fine. the cafe after class. my friend works there and it isn’t too crowded.”

“okay.”

the rest of the class period went by in the blink of an eye and you finally found yourselves entering the small shop. the scent of coffee and pastries filled your nostrils and a sense of happiness and familiarity flowed through your veins.

“kuroo?” akaashi furrowed his eyebrows.

“kaaaashi!!” he responded excitedly, “i didn’t know you worked here.”

“well, i gotta make money somehow. plus, (y/n) here likes to snag some free coffee during my shifts.” akaashi narrowed his eyes at you.

“wait, you two know each other?” you asked. how did this asshole know your sweet, stoic roommate?

“our volleyball teams played a lot in high school. i used to practice with bokuto and akaashi. you’re their roommate?”

the barista nodded as he prepared your iced coffee, “i was just at your party a week ago. small world.”

kuroo looked at you and the puzzle pieces came together in his head. so this was the cute roommate bokuto boasted about. not bad.

“how do you two know each other?”

“he’s my lab partner.” you grumbled quietly.

“you wanna say that a little louder, sweetheart?”

you flinched at the nickname while kaashi tried his best to hide a smile. it was a small world indeed.

the next few hours were spent sitting across from kuroo, entering data, highlighting important results, interpreting the recorded numbers. it was plain busy work in a cafe, but it oddly felt warm. when it came to writing about applications, kuroo seemed a little better than just tolerable. you would have an idea and he wouldn’t shut it down. instead, he engaged in them and spoke with intent. you would make a small connection to an environmental solution and his face would light up and his eyes would widen in excitement. the input that followed was filled with insight and it almost felt like his heart would pour out. he really did live and breathe chemistry. it was nice to see someone just as passionate as you are.

the bell of the cafe rang signifying another customer. you instinctively looked up, your face immediately lighting up.

“tsum-tsum!!” you jumped excitedly, “i haven’t seen you since you threw back to hinata bokuto’s party!!”

“please do not remind me,” he said with a disappointed sigh, but quickly turned back to his trademark smirk, “but did i look better than flattykawa?” he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“no.”

“wow, that was cold.”

while tsumu ordered his muffin, you let kuroo know that you were going to take a small ten minute break to catch up with tsumu to which he responded with a grumble.

you quickly got up and sat at another table with tsumu, quickly catching up about the past week and telling him all about kuroo.

“ooo (y/n), you wanna kiss him so bad? he probably wants it, too. i can feel his death glares.” tsumu said with a wide grin and raised eyebrows.

“what? no! that’s my asshole lab partner!” you whisper yelled back.

“whatever you say. the fact you two hate each other thickens the sexual tension, baby girl,” tsumu stood up and placed a kiss on your cheek, “remember to come to my volleyball game on friday, there’s gonna be a party at later that night. i’m sure bokuto told you already.”

you nodded and pulled him into a hug before he left.

“so miya atsumu, huh?” kuroo spoke up as you returned with your iced coffee.

“what about him?”

“you’re dating? i don’t see another reason to waste time that could be used on a project that’s worth a good chunk of our grade.” he replied snarkily.

“he’s a friend, i don’t see why you need to be a dick about me wanting to catch up with a friend.” your head hurt. fifteen minutes ago, he was sweet and insightful. but now, he was a cold asshole again. what the fuck was this guy’s problem?”

“well maybe you should stop slutting around with your ‘friends’ while we’re supposed to be working.” you scoffed. slutting around? is he fucking serious?

“i can’t believe i thought you were a sweet person for a few hours. i can’t stay here if i’m just going to get slut shamed for the rest of our work time. i’ll see you in class tomorrow, you fucking asshole.”

you got up and checked up on akaashi who was already clocking out. he was going to get an earful on the way home tonight.

-

“(y/n), you better not hook up with anyone tonight. you’re meeting my classmate tonight and i don’t want to have to tell him that you were ‘busy’ again.” bokuto pointed at you with a stern look on his face.

“yeah okay, ko.”

“good.”

you walked out to the living room with some light makeup and a skirt. hinata’s eyes lit up as he sped towards you. akaashi rolled his eyes while bo coughed.

“(y/n), you look so pretty!! when did you get that skirt? oh my!!” hinata poked and bombarded you with compliments and questions like the sweet child he is.

“(y/n), why are you wearing your horny stress outfit?” akaashi asked, glaring at the skirt.

“my what?”

“whenever you want to relieve some stress by hooking up with someone, you wear a skirt, dummy,” bo explained, “oh no. the victim better be my math buddy.”

you huffed. sure, they weren’t wrong, but still.

“is this about your lab partner?” akaashi questioned, pulling you aside from bokuto and shoyo.

“maybe,” you paused, “okay, yeah, but there’s been so much tension after that incident and i hate it. it’s stressing me out and the project is due in a few days. let me hook up with bo’s friend.”

“fine.”

-

dim lights? check. henny and sprite? check. meg thee stallion? check. the basic tools necessary for another fun night. now, you were just waiting for bo’s nerd friend to appear.

“tsum tsum!!” you yelled happily, immediately jumping into the arms of one of your best friends.

“i’m glad you made it, (y/n), i missed your ass,” he kissed your cheek, “so who’s the victim tonight?”

“bo’s friend if he’s into that. i’m supposed to be meeting him here.”

“ohhh, the nerdy one, right?”

you nodded while taking a sip of your drink. you already felt more relaxed from the environment of the party. plus, a faint scent of weed filled your nose. it was probably from suna.

“kuroo-san!!” bokuto called out. wait. did you hear him correctly?

“bokuto-san!!” oh, no.

“(y/n), come here! this is my friend from high school! the math one-”

you and kuroo stared at each other, his face expressionless, yours morphing into disbelief. everything bokuto said drowned in the background noise of the party. and suddenly, you connected the dots. oh shit.

“y-you!” you pointed at him, unable to form a full sentence.

“me?”

“yeah, you!”

bokuto paused and watched the scene happening in front of him, “you two know each other?”

“he’s my lab partner, you dumbass!” you yelled while bokuto’s hair spiked up in nervousness. he decided to slowly back away and find hinata before something happened to him.

you poured more henny into your red solo cup and prepared another drink for kuroo. yeah, he was an ass, but you might as well give him a chance to loosen up. maybe get an apology. you held out the cup to him and he muttered a small thank you.

“so,” he started, “our project is due in a few days.”

you sat down next to him while mindlessly playing with the ends of your skirt, “yeah, i guess.” you two sat in awkward silence for another minute.  

“look, asshole-”

“i was just about the apologize, but then you decided to bitch again-”

“you didn’t talk and i want to leave this situation immediately so i can go hook up with-”

“with semi? with atsumu? is that the reason you came?”

“you’ve been on my goddamn nerves lately, i think i’m allowed to sleep with whoever i want so that i can relieve some-”

you were cut off by a pair of soft lips on yours. maybe it was the alcohol, but it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. the taste of liquor and something sweet on his mouth was intoxicating and you wanted more of it. but you hated him. he was your asshole lab partner after all. but he was also an excellent kisser. kuroo pulled away quickly, but before he can say anything, you spoke.

“what the fuck was that, kuroo?”

“i don’t know, but do you want to do it again?”

“...yes.”

and so you both got up, drunkenly stumbling to a random room. you were immediately pushed onto a bed, kuroo sucking on the spot below your ear as he pinned your body down to the bed.

“you know, i fucking hate the smell of vanilla, but because of you, it’s become one of my favorite scents,” you blushed at the comment as he pulled down your underwear beneath your skirt, “lace, huh? were you planning to get laid?”

“you’ve been stressing me out, what do you fucking think?” you responded with an attitude.

he began rubbing your clit in small circles and you let out a small sigh of relief, “so, you’re a fucking brat, huh? is this how it’s going to go?”

“well, you’re a fucking asshole, so i don’t know how else you expected this to happen.” he pressed harder and quickened his pace as you mewled under him. he found the sweet spot on your neck and began to suck harshly. you felt two fingers enter you slowly while thumb continued the assault on your clit.

“f-faster, tetsuro,” you cried out as he sucked more hickies onto your neck. he curled his fingers and assaulted your g-spot harshly while you clenched on his fingers.

“you’re already close, i can tell,” and then he halted his movements, “but i don’t think you deserve to cum yet.” you whined.

and with that, he entered his fingers into your sensitive cunt once again, kissing his way down your body until he reached your clit which he greedily sucked. you let out small whimpers and moans and you swore you felt him smirk. then a sudden feeling of emptiness.

“fuck you!” you pushed kuroo off of you, getting on top and straddling his lap, “i’ll make myself cum.”

your lips met in a heated kiss and he groaned as you grinded on his clothed crotch, “you’re a fucking brat.”

“i don’t care. shut the fuck up and let me sit on your face.”

he brought your pussy up to his head and gripped your thighs ensuring that you would stay in place while you lifted up your skirt. you felt kitten licks on your clit which only made you go lower until you were able to feel more of his tongue. he licked a strip from your pussy back up to your nub, sucking it harshly. you let out another moan, gripping his hair which only egged him on. the wet muscle found its way into your pussy and fucked you deliciously.

“fuck, tetsu, i’m coming-”

with the sounds you made, your skirt, your tits, and the feeling of your pussy on his mouth, kuroo thought he was going to cream his pants. you shamelessly grinded on his face until the knot in your stomach became tighter and tighter until it eventually broke.

you removed yourself from his face and appreciated the image of your juices on his face, his thick lashes, and sharp cheekbones, until you snapped out of it and went to work on discarding his pants. slipping off his underwear, his cock sprang free. pre cum spilled from the pink tip. sucking a hickey on his inner thigh, you took his cock into your hand, slowly moving it up and down to agitate him as he thrusted into your fist. taking the tip in your mouth, you sucked gently until his hands found themselves tangling into your hair and pushed your head down until he hit the back of your throat.

“you look so good with your mouth stuffed full of my cock,” you sucked in your cheeks and he let out another groan, “who knew this was the way to get you to shut the fuck up.”

you could only moan at his response, sending vibrations down his dick. your head bobbed up and down until you pulled him out of your mouth. you smirked, drool and pre cum dripping down your chin, knowing you gave him a taste of his own medicine.

bringing up your lips to his ear, you spoke, “how does it feel now?”

he replied by pushing down onto the bed and pinning down your wrists. you could feel his tip rubbing your clit, “i was planning to cum in your pussy anyways, slut.”

you felt yourself get wetter at the sound of his voice until he swiftly pushed himself, instantly bottoming out. the stretch stung, but the mix of pleasure and pain had you wanting more. your skirt cinched around your waist, the sight making him even harder.

“fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” he gave you another kiss before he pulled out all the way and snapped his hips back into you.

his mouth made it way onto your hardened nipple, swirling the bud with his tongue as he set a fast pace for his thrusts. you were vocal, whining every time he buried his cock inside of you. wanting you closer, kuroo harshly grabbed your ass and pulled your body into a new position that hit deeper into you.

“you’re a fucking slut, you know that?” his pace quickened. you were a babbling mess, your breasts bouncing and the knot in your stomach tightening. the sound of your moans and skin slapping against skin filled the room as you came closer to your high. his hand squeezed the sides of you neck firmly. the only thing you were able to feel was him.

“you think atsumu can fuck you like this?”

you were unable to respond coherently as he pounded harder into you, your legs wrapping his waist as you came again. he kept going.

“how about i make you cum again, brat?”

“i-i don’t think i can,” you whimpered.

“sure, you can,” he gripped your hips tighter, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix. you felt completely spent, but he refused to quit. he brought his hand down to your clit, rubbing it harshly in fast circles and you felt your second high coming.

“f-fuck (y/n).” he let out a final groan as your pussy milked his cock while you saw stars.

kuroo laid on the bed while you two distanced yourselves. you didn’t know what to say, so you scanned your surroundings.

“shit.” you muttered. “what?”

“this is atsumu’s room.”

you both looked at each other for a few seconds before he let out a hyena laugh. you giggled along with him.

“how do you know?”

“i’ve been in here before. just didn’t quite register where we were. we could have fucked in a closet and i wouldn’t notice.” you answered in a light tone.

“so, you’ve been in atsumu’s room before?”

“i mean, yeah. to hang out and stuff,” you turned to him, “why do you care so much?”

“well i thought that reason was obvious considering we just had sex,” he grumbled, “now we’re three feet apart and everything feels awkward.”

“i mean i couldn’t tell if it was just sexual tension from hate or if you actually liked me. it’s kind of hard to tell considering other.. events?”

“well, i like you. i thought you were pretty ever since the first day i met you. i just didn’t know how to tell you so i insulted your perfume and gave you some highlighters,” he rubbed the back of neck, “sorry.” he added quietly.

“sorry,” he looked at you in shock, “for, uh, calling you an asshole, i guess.” you mumbled looking back at him.

“i’m also sorry for calling you a slut. i might have been a bit jealous when i saw you with atsumu. and semi that one night.” he awkwardly laughed and looked the opposite direction.

so he wasn’t good with his words. you scooted your body closer to him and wrapped your arms around him as you got into position to straddle his lap. your head rested on the crook of his neck and his breath hitched.

“don’t worry. you don’t have to say anything.” you kissed the spot below his ear and beamed at him when you pulled away. he swore his heart skipped a beat.

“why are you blushing?” you asked, smirking up at him.

“it’s the ethanol,” he said quickly attempting to hide his face by looking away, “you know how alcohol makes your face turn red and stuff.”

“is the alcohol also the only reason we just fucked?”

“n-no!”

“then do you want to go another round?” you asked innocently, grinding on him once again.

“ye-”

“(y/n)? what the fuck did you and rooster head do in my bed?”

[hoenursey]

here it is, y’all, the nurseydex theatre kid au i never finished (and probably won’t ever). if any of y’all remember, this was going to be the othello au lol !! whoops.

_X_

God hated him, obviously. That much was apparent. God hated him or did not exist, because no loving god would do this to him. No loving god would have him, fingers wrapped delicately and squeezing ever so slightly at one (1) William J. Poindexter’s slim neck, and no loving god would force him to have his blocking so that he needed a knee wedged between Will’s thighs and his other hand pinning his wrist to the bed, and there was absolutely, positively no loving god that would have Will gazing up at him, pupils blown wide as a half erection tented the silk nightgown he was in, in the middle of Samwell College’s black box theatre.

There was just no way in hell, Derek reasoned, as Will swallowed and he felt the bob of his throat run down, down, down the center of his palm. A loving god would open up the floor and fucking eat him, just let him die right then and there.

“Will, you should be thrashing!” Monetta yelled, and Derek flinched, then forced himself to relax and slowly pulled back.

It happened like this.

“We have no backup for Desdemona,” Monetta spat. “Who fucking– who changes their major now? Who drops a class in the middle of the fucking semester? Can you even do that?” She whirled around, eyes wild, and Derek backed up slightly. Monet could be kind of… wild, sometimes, when she got going.

“Uh–”

“It’s rhetorical!”

Everyone in the theatre flinched.

“I need a backup. I need one now. I don’t care if it’s a fucking dog. If the dog can act, I don’t give a shit. I just need a fucking actor. Find someone who’s got chemistry with Derek and I will fucking kiss you.”

“I’d prefer it not be a dog,” he said hesitantly, and Monetta turned her head in his direction. Only her head, and a single, mad-looking eye focused on him.

“But you know what? I, uh. Can work with that. A dog, I mean. Anything. The show must go on.”

Monetta’s head turned back, and he breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

“Hey, what about Will?”

Nevermind, he thought to himself bitterly. He turned a flat look on Chris, who was smiling cheerfully, as usual, a wrench in his hand.

“Who?” Monetta asked. Her brow was creased, the script she’d been waving still dangling from her long fingers.

“He–” Derek tried to say, but then Monetta threw the script at him as Chris said, “He’s the one who’s been helping Larissa with sets! Me, Will, and Derek had our freshman humanities course together!”

“What does he look like?”

“Red hair, freckle-y,” Mandy called from the rafters.

“Mega freckle-y,” Jenny confirmed. “And he’s, like, p good at acting. He’s got a great voice, loud and, like, strong and stuff? Super pale, kind of angry just like as a person. He’s a little awkward but like once you get him comfortable it’s fine. We had 1302 together; actually, it was Othello, so he already knows the lines! He’s super rad!”

Monetta turned to him, and he gave her an uncomfortable look. “Please tell me you can work with him. Derek. Please. We really, really, really don’t have time to do another open casting call, and frankly all the non-actors in here suck. Please. We have three. months. Tell me you don’t have any problems with him.”

“He’s an asshole,” Derek grumbled. “A rude asshole who thinks i'm irresponsible and laughs at me when I fall–”

“But can you work with him on stage?”

Derek sighed softly as Monetta turned the closest thing she had to puppy dog eyes on him.

“You’re helping with my calc work,” he said tiredly, and she beamed at him. “Call him up, Chris. See if we can get him here by tomorrow.”

It happened like this: Monetta took one look at William Poindexter and fell in love with him. He monologued for her and she looked ready to propose. They found a costume (after damn near an hour of sizing and shaping and pinning and honestly, his ass was just unfair) and she had their children’s names picked out.

“Thank you so much for this. I’m so sorry we had to call you in so late, and this is so–”

“It’s, um, not a problem?” he said, almost a question, smile curving his pink lips, because of course he had an uncomfortably endearing smile.

“Monetta, one problem,” Caitlin Farmer said muffledly. They looked down at her where she was hemming the bottoms of Will’s pants, a few pins tucked between her lips.

“Yes, Caitlin?” Monetta asked, voice tense. Caitlin pulled the pins from her mouth and handed them to Derek, saying lightly, “Hold these, please?”

“Uh, we don’t have any period clothes for this. The sleep scene, where Othello kills Desdemona? We only have women’s robes and gowns, and I know costuming gets cumulative grades on like accuracy. It won’t be so bad if the rest of the costuming is good, but we’re hella underprepared and I know they don’t want to make an entire new outfit this late in the show.”

“What do you have?” Will asked. Monetta, Caitlin, and Derek all looked at him, surprised– he hadn’t really said much outside of a few words confirming or agreeing with whatever they said.

“Just… silk nightgowns. That’s it. The little strappy shift ones? You probably don’t want to wear those, i’m sorry–”

“It’s-- uh, don't worry about it,” he interrupted gently. “A few weeks in a shift dress isn’t going to kill me. Besides, i’m already gay and, uh, sort of out, so like, what's the worst they can say to me?” Derek’s brain went blank. Will was gay? Will was gay? Was he single? Why did he care?

“Derek!”

“Sorry, what?” he asked, blinking at Monetta.

“I said, go get ready for practice. We’ve gotta get your blocking down.”

“O-okay,” he managed.

“And I want you and Will to practice outside of this period! Go hang out, get dinner in the dining hall together! You’re supposed to be married, okay?”

Shit. Fucking shit fuck shit– “Okay, Monetta. Dinner, dining hall, practice. I’ve got it. I can hear perfectly clearly.”

“But does your brain work? I doubt you sometimes.”

It happened like this: they started having dinner together, and then lunch together, and then breakfast, and then Derek was sitting with the engineering majors and Will was sitting with the poetry kids and they were both sitting with the theatre kids. It happened like this: they bickered, and Derek flirted, and Will snarked, and they practiced until they were dead on their feet.

It happened like this: they hadn’t practiced kissing by themselves, just line work, because they didn’t really have the space to do blocking anyways. Or that was what he told himself, anyways, because he kept thinking about how much he wanted to, and he poured over the kissing scenes in private: how he’d kiss him, how delicately or firmly it would be done, and how most of all there wouldn’t be much more effort to pretend that he was madly in love with him, because of course he had to fall in love with anyone who smiled at him.

It happened like this: Monetta needed them to practice the kissing scenes in rehearsal.

“You’re both single, right?” she asked idly as she checked over the set backgrounds, Derek scanning over his blocking notecards from on top of one of their desks.

“Huh?”

“You and Will. Single?”

“Well... I am,” Derek said slowly. “But I wouldn't know about Poindexter. He's never mentioned a partner though, and it doesn't seem like his style to not, like, say anything. Want me to ask?”

“Sorry, I had to drop off some supplies to the culinary lab,” Will called, the door slamming behind him, and they turned to look at him.

“Will,” Monetta hedged, “You’re single, right?”

He paused, looking at her curiously, then nodded a little jerkily, shrugging off his bag and jacket. Nursey tried not to stare at the way his shoulders filled out the tight red “Samwell Computing” shirt (gay, gay, gay, his brain was chanting, gay, gay, stop thinking about how broad his shoulders are, gay). “Far as I know.”

“Great,” Monetta said, relieved. “Sorry, just… last time, we accidentally caused a few breakups? And chairs got thrown. I really don't wanna see that happen again.”

Will chuckled softly, flexing his wrists a little and then pushing up onto the stage with his hands, rolling into a standing position neatly. Derek was dying. “Well, no angry, uh, boyfriends here. Or girlfriends.”

“Fantastic,” she murmured. “I’d hate for you to have a chair thrown at your head, we really don’t have the time to find another Desdemona.”

“You know you’re supposed to care about other people’s well-being, right?” Jenny called down from above the stage, where she was fixing up some of the lighting that had fallen earlier. Mandy nodded in agreement.

Monetta took a moment to consider it, face thoughtful, and then shrugged, pivoting on her foot and walking away from Will and Derek.

“No time for that either! Everyone get dressed, we’ve got a lot of work to do today and some people still aren’t off book.”

“It’s literally just act two,” Connor said irritably from the fourth row, though he still stood to move backstage. “That’s it. Excuse me for not memorizing every single one of Iago’s stupid little asides--”

March smacked him on the back of the head and he yelped, indignant. “What was that for?”

“You don’t have to get insulted four times a week for a month, Wisnewski,” she grumbled, “So can it.”

[tumbledfreckles]

Absorption

A Chem-verse Blackinnon Drabble, based off the events leading to James saying this in the pub: 

"Hi, Marlene, nice to see you again. With clothes on, too. Lovely."

You can read All About the Chemistry here

"I'm hungry." 

"Already? We only just finished." 

Marlene opened one eye to glare at Sirius across the pillows. From her half prone position, she didn't present the threatening figure she normally would, but she hoped the effect would carry. 

It didn't. 

"I wasn't talking about you," she clarified, when he only continued to wiggle his eyebrows in the wake of her stern look. "I'm actually hungry. For food." 

"Should have known. Of course I've left you satisfied in other hungers," Sirius caressed the thigh that draped over his hip. His touch lit a path of sensation that almost distracted her from the current goal. 

Almost. 

"Do you have any? Food that is," Marlene nudged her toe into his calf before he could make another joke. 

"Maybe," Sirius was quiet, stroking her hip as he thought. "Remus definitely had some biscuits that he bought only yesterday. Shouldn't have eaten them yet. I know he had chocolate too and that normally goes first." 

"Anything a bit more healthy?" 

"Jesus, you're fussy, woman," his hand on her breast made a mockery of his incensed tone. "Ummm, Peter bought some grapes, I think. Always trying to lose weight." 

"He won't miss them?" Marlene's back arched, pushing herself more into the pleasant touch. 

"Well, considering he ordered a pizza for dinner when he got home, I think not," Sirius' voice was muffled, his lips now pressed into the curve of her neck. 

"Sounds great," Marlene gasped, an involuntary reaction as the hand on her hip slid lower. "Can you go get them?" 

"I'm busy," he nipped at the soft skin behind her ear. "If you hadn't noticed." 

"You can continue once you've got me my nourishment," she encouraged, even as her hips bucked into her hand. "And it's not like you can continue if I'm not here." 

"True," he acknowledged, his hand reaching her centre. "But I can't do this, if I'm not here." 

"A great point," Marlene's body betrayed her, hunger for him taking over. She reached for him. "But later, you'll go." 

"Of course." 

But much later, when they were both satisfied once more, he refused. Of course he did. 

"You're the one who's hungry, still. Your more than satisfy me, love."

"Flattery will not get you of this. It's your place. You should go." 

"I'm exhausted by my efforts." 

"You are not, I know for a fact you could go another round in about five minutes." 

"What are you, a sex prophet?"

"Maybe. But more like, a woman experienced in the ways of Sirius Black." 

"And how lucky you are." 

"Even luckier once I get some food to go with the great sex he provides." 

"You know where the kitchen is." 

"Sirius," she made his name last several extra syllables as she whined. 

"Just go. You could have been there and back and eaten half the biscuits in this time." 

"I could also be eating them if you'd gone too."

"No one’s even here, it's not like you need to put clothes on."

"Chivalry is so dead right now." 

"I ain't no gentleman, McKinnon, you know that," the suck on her neck and the rough squeeze of her bottom added emphasis to his point. 

She wouldn't tell him how much it turned her on. 

Unfortunately, he knew her body well enough by now to tell, anyway. 

"Prat," she mumbled as he grinned wickedly. 

"As if it's not why you're here." 

God help her, why did she have to be attracted to the bad boys? 

Not that he was as bad as his leather jacket and dishevelled appearance made him look. Far from it, really. Marlene might have gone into this for the sex, but she hadn't missed how sweet and caring he could be too. 

Sometimes. 

Not now, apparently. 

"Fine," she huffed, making a big show of shoving him off her and getting off the bed. "But I'm not sharing." 

"Fair enough," he watched her head for the door, predatory gaze in his eyes to the last. "But I reserve the right to try and change your mind when you get back." 

Marlene rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smile that formed as she opened the door. She darted through it before he could see. 

Stepping lightly, but hearing no noise through the flat, she made her way to the kitchen. It didn't take long to locate the grapes in the fridge, but she had to hunt through various cupboards to find Remus' stash. 

"Biscuits, biscuits," she muttered to herself, moving blocks of chocolate and bags of pasta. "Where the fuck does he keep them?" 

"Right at the back, to try stop us taking them." 

"Thanks," Marlene reached up on her toes and located a family sized packet of tim tams before she froze. 

The voice behind her wasn't Sirius's. 

She fell back, landing heavily on her heels. Turning slowly, using the chocolate bickies to cover her chest, she faced the speaker. 

James lay on the couch, phone held above him in one hand, the other balancing a glass of juice. His face was turned away from her, focused on his screen. 

"How long have you been there?" Marlene asked, glad of the kitchen island between them, hiding her pantless state. 

"Came home during your last round, I think," he still didn't look at her, and she was glad, as her cheeks flamed with heat. "Hi Marlene." 

"Hullo James," she went to gesture at her biscuits but realised she probably shouldn't move. "I, uh, got hungry."

"Sounded like you two were working up quite the appetite," he nodded blandly, as if they were discussing the weather. "Don't let me keep you." 

"Oh, er, right," she held the grapes in front of her, and made sure the biscuits were adequately in front of her chest. They didn't cover much, but at least her nipples weren't on display. "I'll just, uh, get back then." 

She sidestepped her way to the door leading to the passage. A slow process given she had to keep everything covered and check that James wasn't looking. He didn't so much as blink in her direction, and she consoled herself that he'd probably only seen her bum through the whole affair. 

That was okay. She had quite a good bum. 

"Hey Marlene," James said casually  when she was almost into the passage. 

"Yeah?"

"Next time make Sirius get the snacks. Those grapes might actually cover him." 

She didn't even check if he was still looking at his phone, just turned and fled the scene. Sirius jumped in fright as she flung his bedroom door back open and threw the biscuits at him. 

"You absolute jerk," she gave him a shove as she landed on the bed, pulling the duvet around her waist.  

"What happened?" He asked, packet already open on his lap, tim tam half crunched. 

"James was home. He bloody saw him rooting through your cupboards starkers," she pulled the bickie from his hand. "Oi, these are mine." 

"Huh. Sorry. That must have been the door I heard earlier," Sirius didn't bother with the pack of biscuits again, swiping some grapes instead. 

"You could have mentioned that." 

"But then you wouldn't have got the food. And I was so hungry," his puppy dog eyes were so ridiculously out of place on his face that Marlene felt herself softening despite her annoyance. And her embarrassment. It was a definite hearty mix of both. 

"You absolute jerk," she pulled the food out of his reach, shuffling across the bed for her own private party. "That's even worse." 

Sirius growled softly at the loss of both his food and Marlene. The mattress dipped as he crawled across it, moving behind her. "What about if I make up to you?" 

"I'm listening," she continued to savour the chocolate that melted off the biscuit in her mouth. 

Instead of words of apology, pleads of forgiveness, instead lips pressed against her shoulder. Breath whispered along her neck. Goosebumps erupted of her skin, following the trail of his long, fingers. 

"I'll get the food next time," he promised, tugging at her earlobe until she leant back into him. 

"You better," Marlene muttered, not quite ready to let him off the hook. "Poor James, he'll be traumatised." 

"Jealous, more like," Sirius snickered as he reclaimed his hold on her breast. "With this thing between him and your mate, it's probably the most action he's had in weeks." 

"True," Marlene extended her neck to land a kiss on his jaw, the rough stubble scratching at her lips. "Lucky we don't have that problem." 

"Very lucky," Sirius agreed, using the angle to claim her lips. "Very lucky indeed."

[qissu]

KUROO [ GLORY ] X FM READER, NSFW.

Once class ended oikawa nudge you on the shoulder before placing his arms over your shoulder. “How does a date in the park sound?” Excited you give him a kiss on the cheek. “I can’t wait! When are we going?” He looks down at his watch.

“After lunch, but don’t eat anything, I don’t want you to get full off the school food.” His lips press against your forehead, sending tingles all throughout your body. Oikawa heads off to the gym leaving you to go to lunch alone.

It’s been a whole month since you transferred schools, getting away from your toxic ex was the best thing you did. Normalcy is what you wanted and you had that with oikawa even if he didn’t make the first move, your still happy that your taking it slow with him.

Looking around for a seat you notice kuroo, your ex and his best friend kenma, he waves you over. “What the hell is he doing here?! I have to get rid of him.” As you sit down kuroo was slicing his bagel in half as kenma focused on his Nintendo.

“Why do you have me chasing all over town for you y/n? It doesn’t give me a good look, it’s like I lost something of mine.” While applying the strawberry cream to his bagel he uses his middle and index finger, circling around the bagels opening before sucking on his fingers.

“How are you going to make it up to me?” Your eyebrows frown as the tone in your voice becomes serious. “Why can’t you understand that I dumped your ass?! Kuroo you do this stupidest shit and you expect me to let it slide just because your captain of the volleyball team? Such bullshit and you know it.”

He doesn’t react, his eyes cast down on you as he smirks before focusing his attention back on his bagel. He licks the excess cream off the edges of the bagel before biting down, strawberry cream gets on his lips, licking his lips in a slow motion he smirks at you.

“You wish this was you huh? My mouth on your pussy is a good combination...stop dating oikawa and come back to me, let me show you how a real man eats pussy.” You squirm in your seat, kuroo always got what he wanted but this time you had to stand your ground. “If it isn’t kuroo, the science nerd.” Oikawa comes up behind you, placing his arm on your shoulder.

“Is your knee alright? Must have been a tumble when karasuno kicked your ass.” You hold oikawa back, wrapping your arms around his waste. Kuroo looks down at the movement before looking back at you with a pissed expression. “Come on kenma, it was nice seeing you again y/n...and oikawa.” He flashed a smug grin before heading out.

“Did that idiot harass you?” His hands press against your cheeks. “No, I handled it.” That’s what you let yourself believe, you didn’t even touch your lunch but that was the plan since oikawa had other plans in mind. 

“I hope you don’t mind I pick the park.” Oikaw grabs the basket from the back seat, intertwining his hands with yours. Once you find a spot on the ground you help him set up. “I hope you don’t mind I picked out anything.”

This was different than how kuroo treated you, but why do you feel so torn after seeing him? Is this what he wanted? Was this his plan?

Trying to forget the encounter you dig in with oikawa, after you felt as if you reached your limit you laid back against the cover, oikawa placed his arm under your head. “I wanna have more moments with you like this.” He turns toward you smiling.

The remainder of the picnic was spent in each other’s arms, oikawa was deep in sleep, the sound of footsteps caused you to sit up and that’s when you see it. “Do you want to go to jail?! Your like a stalker.”

Kuroo bends down in front of you. “I thought I made myself clear that you belong to me.” Placing his hand on the back of your head. “I thought I made myself clear, we’re done. Go sleep around, that’s what you do best.” You grab a fistful of his shirt, pulling him closer as you stand your ground.

“Oh...you’ve changed, this is turning me on. Come on y/n...you know you want to remember how it feels when I’m inside of you, the passionate love making making, the moans that escape from your mouth, just talking about it is getting your pussy hot...I know because I’ve been inside of you countless times.”

He wasn’t wrong, you’ve grown so used to having sex any and everywhere with kuroo, after breaking up it was like cutting off your supply of him. “...that maybe true, but I’m different now.”

“Than show me how different you are...let’s see...if you don’t give in from my kisses I’ll let you go, but if you do.” He smirks knowing he doesn’t have to finish what he was saying.

This sounds stupid but could also work, it’s only a few kisses, you can stay in control. “Alright.” He doesn’t take long, sliding his hand down your back as he pulls you in. “You hurt my feelings when you said I sleep around, I’ve only had eyes for you.” With his free hand he rubs the side of your lips a few times, pulling you in for a kiss.

As his tongue pressed its way inside of your mouth you suck on it, feeling his face smirk as he deepens the kiss. “I forgot how good he was at woth just kissing, it always made me feel so good.”

Once you break away he sucks on your lips before placing kisses on your chin, neck, and down to your chest. “Mhm...your wearing that perfume I got you, smells even better when I’m kissing all over you.” You grab onto the covers, griping on for dear life as his tongue has its way with your body. “I’m getting aroused down there, this shouldn’t be happening.”

When he’s done covering your body with his scent he breaks away. His eye roam over your body watching as you squirm in his presence. “You know getting wet counts as a lost right?” His hand were pressed against your thighs, spreading them open. His hand rubs against your underwear. “Oh you really lost this, your practically getting the covers wet.”

You watch as he sucks on his fingers. “It’ll only be just this once, I’ll devote myself to oikawa after this. I have needs also.” You thought.

Noticing the look on your face he took that as a yes. Pushing you down as he gets on top of you. “Don’t worry about boyfriend, the sleeping pills I put in his drink should keep him out for a while.”

Immediately you grab onto his shirt as his thumb rubbed against your pussy. “Mhm...nothing better than the sound of sweet pussy flinching under my touch.” His goes in for a kiss while his fingers play with the outside of your underwear.

This was wrong in so many ways, but you can’t help how kuroo always made you feel satisfied after every sexual encounter, just imagining his dick made you even more aroused.

As the feeling becomes more intense in the best way possible you break away from the kiss, moving your head in every direction as you lower half lifts up, being sensitive under his touch. Not knowing what to do with your hand you quickly intertwined your fingers with Oikawa’s as he sleep. “Oh even as you get close to an orgasm you still think about your boyfriend? Your breaking my heart.”

Kuroo ripped your underwear off, moving down as he keeps your legs from closing. “Just when I was about to suck on your pussy you pull this stunt, but let’s fucking go...let’s see if you’ll be holding onto his hand with a cock inside of you.”

As he unzips his pants his cock springs out. “You wanna be treated like a slut so bad huh?” You hate to admit it but you loved when he got riled up, it always ended with you crying from the overwhelming sensation.

His dick rubbed against your pussy, marinating as he slips between your folds. “Ah...how could I give this up? The way your pussy tightens around my dick always gets me going.” Kuroo pushes your legs up, sliding his dick fully inside. In response your mouth was wide open as you looked up at him with lewd expressions.

“I’m gonna crave my name inside of you with my cum...ah...she’s being so fucking naughty, grilling onto my dick like that.” He bends down, moaning on the side of your face, using his left hand to force your thighs up while his right hand intertwined with you and oikawa’s. “Ngh...deeper, go deeper.” You moan out.

In that instant you regret those words, he slams into you, moving his face in front of yours as he watched the tears form in your eyes. “You wanted my dick to drill your pussy, why the sudden fucking change now huh? You can’t handle it now? Has small dick over here been satisfying you?” He starts to become feral.

Kuroo forces your head down, watching as his cock slams into you as cum surrounded the outside. Your grip on the both of their hands tighten. “Don’t remove your hand, hold onto his hand while I fuck you...I said hold on.”

You never let go not even when you orgasm, kuroo trapped your hands as it trembled in oikawa’s grasp. “Oikawa I’m sorry! I’m sorry for putting myself first.”

As he pulls out he slaps your pussy, causing you to lift up. “We’re not done yet, get on top.”

Cum leaked out of your pussy as you get on top of kuroo. You hold onto his dick as you impale your pussy down onto it. Kuroo placed his hand on your hips stopping you from bouncing. “How bad do you want it? You gotta show me...how bad do you fucking want it?”

Wanting to prove how much you were addicted to his touch you slam down, catching him off guard as he let out a loud moan. “Ah fuck...don’t do that a-” ignoring his warning you lean against his body as you grind back and forth. “Ngh...you bitch..I’m not going to give in.”

It turned you on watching as his expressions became lewd, he couldn’t help but surrender. “Ah shit...spell your name on my dick with your pussy...please, your making me go fucking feral.”

This sent him over the edge, his hips slam into you. “Let’s cum together.” You start to hear oikawa’s soft groans. “Oh your gonna get caught.” He smirks.

Kuroo sits up, playing with your nipples through your shirt as you continued. He pulls his cock out once you both orgasm, cum stained your shirt as you laid against him. “Not so fast.” He smeared cum on your lips, rubbing his lips against yours before making out.

“We have chemistry, I’m not letting that go to waste. Break up with him or you’ll find out sooner or later how much of an asshole I can be when it comes to something that is mine.” Before leaving he places a kiss on your forehead.

After he left you quickly cleaned up, throwing your ripped underwear into the trash can before playing back down in oikawa’s arms.

Oikawa drops you off home once he woke up, but someone you ended up on someone’s doorstep you least expected. The door slowly opens exposing a naked kuroo. “Came for seconds?” He smirks. You jump in his arms, smashing your lips against his as he kicked the door closed, walking towards the bedroom for another round.

You can’t stop now that you’ve have another taste of him, oikawa is a good guy, but you don’t have the guts to tell him. What harm could it do if he doesn’t find out? You rather keep it that way, because while your dating oikawa your fulfilling your needs without pestering him, it’s not like your hurting anybody.

;)

AN: I’ll be dropping some more ML Reader, just wanted to give a heads up

[serendipitywrites]

Unrequited?

childhood friends with benefits or perhaps more?

words 2,008 smut, slight angst so far 🔞 (hope you enjoy! this is my first time uploading smut.)

According to everyone else, you and Mingi are good friends, just good friends. They didn’t need to know anything else, even if sometimes your glances told them otherwise… it’s just that Mingi had a bit of a reputation for awhile now and honestly, even if it didn’t bother you, it bothered a lot of other people. He dated… a lot, well, if you can call it ‘dating’. Either way, you’ll always love him, platonically of course. 

You two decided to show up together at the first gathering of the summer. It felt like you and all your friends went to different colleges, had crazy busy jobs, or just moved away, so having everyone back always resulted in a party, nothing crazy, but it was always special. It felt like tradition. And god, you’d been missing them all, even more so Yunho. You’ve always had a bit of a deeper bond with Mingi and Yunho. even if you absolutely loved and cherished the others so very much, it was slightly deeper with them. 

Mingi went to the same college as you so you could see him more often than the others, but Yunho lived a couple of hours away because he’s been interning at his dads sales company. It felt like your ball of sunshine was turning into a business man.

Finally, you and Yunho were able to visit and catch up during the party, after playing beer pong with Jongho, you were tired from playing for so long, him being so competitive. 

you rested on the couch, your legs on Yunhos lap while he was excitedly telling you all about how his internship was going and all of his coworkers while resting his hands on your legs. You’ve always loved how affectionate he is and ate up whatever attention he gave you, it was normal for you two to be so close. no one looked twice or really cared about the skinship.

Well, except Mingi. 

Which is why he made some excuse to drag you upstairs in a hurry, something along the lines of ‘girl troubles’ which was actually true, he just never had any of that ‘trouble’ with you, since you were the one that was always there, long before he even had his first girlfriend. The rest of them just looked at their friend with an amused look on their faces.

Yunho of course just whines playfully as you leave for upstairs but lets you go. 

Which is how you ended up where you are now..

‘Fuck’ Mingi moans and grinds into you, the denim of his jeans rubbing roughly against your bare ass, your skirt hiked up to your waist, kneeling on all fours in a bathroom with rough tiles digging into your knees and palms. Classy, you think to yourself. 

You grind back onto him roughly and he grips your hips roughly in response. 

music echoes loudly outside the room, the party still going downstairs.

‘Mingi, hurry. We’re in a dirty ass bathroom’ you complain and push yourself against his clothed bulge, hoping he gets the message. He just chuckles at you ‘always so impatient’ the next thing you hear is him unbuckling his belt. Anticipation shudders through you, you can’t help but whine with need and wiggle your hips. Eventually, he pulls his briefs down and places the tip of his raw cock on your wet cunt, he teases it from your hole to your clit and your entire body tingles in need.

‘That shut you up, huh?’ his voice deep and laced with possession. as much as you want to respond all snarkily, you’re completely at this man’s mercy. ‘Please..’ you mumble through a moan. He must take mercy on you because not even a second later he is fully sheathed inside of you. Your wet heat sucking him in, already dripping off of him in excess. You moan so loudly that Mingi snorts behind you. ‘Really? That desperate?’ he smacks your ass and you feel yourself trembling, trying to keep from falling. No matter who you are with, no one compares to Mingi, and that includes your exes. It’s something you’ve known for years but try not too think too deeply into it, because honestly, it’s just sexual chemistry.

‘Just fuck me already.’ you sass, pushing yourself back on him. It must work because you feel him bruising your hips already, fucking you hard against the floor. you fucking love it. Mingi pauses for a minute and you panic, but calm once you feel his bare chest against your back, you get the full scent of his cologne and slight sweat that moment as well, suddenly you feel pride and nearly smug in how you were the one to make this man who has been with so many others, such a mess already. 

‘More please’ you whimper again in desperation ‘yes, princess’ he says, with less of a fight. He must be getting close. You’d say something if he wasn’t fucking you so hard that you had to struggle just to keep from falling over on the dirty floor, but it’s not like you both had the luxury of taking your time at the moment. Inside the bathroom, the loud smack of his hips against the fat of your ass and the wetness of your pussy sounds absolutely obscene. ‘How are you always so tight?’ he moans. you get even wetter, making a mess of Hongjoongs’ parents bathroom (sorry Joong~). He starts fucking into you even harder and you feel yourself also inching closer and closer to your peak. You both feel lost in the moment, delirious with your need to make one another cum. Your moaning loudly but trying to cover your mouth to muffle yourself, you know Mingi would usually complain but he also knows that you both need to be careful, careful to not mess with your group of friends dynamic, since that’s what matters most. 

He’s grinding inside of you, reaching places you or anyone else course never could. ‘Can I cum inside you?’ he asks breathily and with hope and his pace is beginning to stutter. As much as everything inside of you wants to say yes, you knew it would be a mess and you’ve both already been away for too long. ‘Not tonight, Gi’ he whines, disappointed, but keeps going. he shifts his grip and roughly turns you over so he can reach your clit, his long fingers rubbing quick circles into you, while he slips his thumb inside of you along with his dick. You’re so close already you’re about to cry. After another minute or so of him unrelentingly teasing your clit, you’re gasping and coming all over his cock. He’s still chasing his high, and with no time to come down, you’re feeling overly stimulated. ‘Did so good’ he praises you sweetly and sounding so spent. Your body is limp against his, him controlling the pace. He’s close, you can always tell. Suddenly he pulls out of you and you hear him groan and finish himself, his cum hitting your pussy. He pants, sweat dripping from his forehead. He lets out a goofy smile from up above you. ‘I guess I needed that’ he reaches for some toilet paper and gently wipes his cum from your skin. ‘Jesus, Gi. you couldn’t have waited till one of us left?’ you say, exhaustion in your voice. You realize you’re still laying on the floor when he grabs your hands to help you up. ‘Thanks’ you pull your skirt back into place and put your shirt back on. Thankfully, he didn’t take off your bra and toss it somewhere. It’s a bit awkward, you fixing your hair and attempting to look like you didn’t just have sex, let alone with all of your friends downstairs. Mingi already has his shirt back on and his hair looks just as good as it did, the only difference is that his cheeks are slightly flushed and sweaty. Fuck this man and his attractiveness. 

‘I’m gonna head back down, you good?’ he asks while fixing his hair again in the mirror. 

‘I’ll be down there in a few’ you reply. He comes to stand next to you in the mirror ‘yeah, you need a few. My bad’ he says cockily. you punch his shoulder ‘don’t flatter yourself. I’ll be a minute’ you snort. So, of course, he leaves the bathroom like nothing happened, because according to the rest of the party, nothing did. 

Once you deem yourself presentable you head downstairs. Yeosang greets you at the bottom of the stairs. ‘Need a drink?’ he quirks an eyebrow. You hope he doesn’t notice your clothes in slight disarray. Then again, who would believe that you would be hooking up with Mingi, out of all people. 

You smile tiredly ‘so badly’ he giggles ‘i’ll be back with wine. There should be some in the kitchen somewhere, Not everyone enjoys shitty beer’ he says and heads to the kitchen.

You appreciate him, truly. Also, you hated beer and he knew that.

You notice that Yunho is still on the couch, drinking a beer. You decide to sit next to him again. He looks a bit lost in his thoughts and doesn’t notice you until you nudge your head against his shoulder ‘Tired already? I guess you are a working man now’ you gently poke his side, he in response smiles his bright and sunshine like smile. ‘Yeah, I think so. Just a long drive up here.’ he actually does look tired and it doesn’t sit well with you. ‘Want me to stay over? We can have a sleepover in the guest bedroom’ you rest your head on his shoulder, just wanting to spend more with him, knowing he will be leaving in a couple of days. ‘Yeah, I’d like that. Hwa is rooming with San and Wooyoung tonight, so you lucked out’ you both laugh softly. 

Yunho is staring past you, an amused look on his face.

‘How did Mingi find someone already?’ you turn around curiously and see Mingi talking to some girl in a tight pink dress… which, who even invited her? He has his hand on the small of her back and his dimples are showing. He couldn’t make it more obvious that your quick fuck in the bathroom meant nothing to him. You’re angry at yourself for caring, you truly are, but your only condition with Mingi was that he only see you when he wasn’t seeing others that same night. 

You didn’t know how hard you were staring until Yunho waves his hand in front of you ‘You good, y/n?’ you snap out of it instantly ‘yeah, sorry. I’ve just never seen her around before’

‘Ahh, she’s a friend of Hongjoongs brother. She just started university here’ he explains.

You nod and quickly look at them again before turning back to Yunho. ‘So, Yeosang is getting some wine, I’ll have him bring it to the guest room, maybe we can start a movie, all three of us?’ you say excitedly. ‘I’ll grab us some comforters’ Yunho says happily and with a smile. Soon, Yeosang heads back with the wine and you’re all heading upstairs to chill when Yeosang turns to you, a certain look on his face ‘y/n, your skirt is almost backwards’ you panic for a slight moment ‘i guess I messed it up using the restroom?’ Yeosang pretends to understand fully but still teases you over being messy. As you are heading upstairs again, you meet Mingis eyes and he just smirks at you, the girl still by his side.

Fucking smirks. Seriously? Yunho just grabs you and pulls you next to him, confused as to why you stopped.

You give your full attention back to Yunho and just ignore Mingi being a dick.

Eventually you find yourself about to fall asleep with the other two in sleeping bags next to you. Somehow your brain goes to thinking Mingi and that girl,

God, why do you even like him again? I mean, platonically of course. 

[starlocked01]

Do You Love the Color of the Sky

(pls don’t scroll it’s not that post)

AO3

Masterpost- Previous- Next

Summary: Not being able to see green must suck, but Patton pitied his soulmate more for being stuck with him.

Content Warning: Swearing, Food

Day 26 Queerplatonic Intruality, background Logince-  You can't see shades of your soulmate's eye color until you meet and look into each other's eyes for the first time.

Do you love the color of the sky?

Patton scrolled through the ridiculously long post and sighed. He liked most of them but the shades of blue always looked so dull. A lot of people reposted this particular picture set because it was the easiest way to tell what color eyes your soulmate has. Which led to a lot of bored scrolling.

If not for the lack of blue in his life, Patton would have assumed he didn't have a soulmate. It just didn't make sense to him as a concept. He loved all his friends and cared about the people he met in his day to day life, he didn’t feel like anything was particularly missing.

Other than the color blue, that is. He stared at his own green eyes and chuckled sadly. His poor soulmate had never seen summer leaves or blades of grass, probably never liked Luigi as a character, hated driving, and wouldn't recognize Patton's pride flags. Patton had learned about the aromantic spectrum and a lot of his feelings had clicked into place. Romance just wasn't his thing and he was happy. He did worry about disappointing his blue-eyed soulmate. How awful to be tied with someone who won't love you romantically.

Patton's best friend since middle school had managed to find his brown-eyed soulmate at a local cafe. Logan didn't say much but Patton could tell he was ecstatic under the calm exterior. And from the sound of it, Roman was quite the romantic which flustered Logan. Patton was happy for them, really.

"You know, Pat, I could try to set you up on a blind date," Patton looked up at Roman with confusion.

"Oh no, they're blind?" Patton couldn't imagine not being able to see at all.

"Why would you suggest that, Roman. His eyes are only green," Logan interjected from the kitchen where he was preparing dinner for his soulmate and friend. Roman had been the one who insisted on inviting Patton and this idea was probably the reason why.

"No, they aren't blind. A blind date is when you go on a date with someone you haven't met before. I could set everything up! I've got the perfect man in mind-" Roman started rambling excitedly.

"Don't tell me it's your brother," Logan scolded.

"It's my brother, but that's not the point!"

"Don't you think you've put Remus through enough humiliation?" Logan turned, shaking a wooden spoon at Roman menacingly.

"I mean, I doubt he's my soulmate and I'll probably disappoint him, but I'll meet your brother if he's okay with it," Patton fiddled with the napkin holder, trying to diffuse the argument by agreeing. What did he have to lose?

"Fantastic! I'll call him right now!" Roman jumped up from the table, phone in hand.

"Roman! Dinner's almost done, just leave it alone!" Logan called with an exasperated sigh, "sorry, Patton. He does this to everyone."

"It's fine, Lo. A low-pressure date might be nice?" Patton shrugged.

Roman had the whole date set up before dinner was even done. He decided the two would meet for a picnic at the local park that weekend. Patton didn’t even have to say a word and it was all planned out. Logan shook his head but gave his soulmate a small smile.

The day of the picnic arrived. Roman had done everything to get this set up for the two, excited at the possible connection for his brother and new friend. Patton just rolled with it, bringing a small cake he'd made to share.

He found the picnic and spotted Roman talking with a man who looked oddly similar and dissimilar to him at the same time. Patton figured they must be brothers and hesitated several yards away.

The man couldn't look any more different from Patton if he tried. His hair was dyed and Patton thought he spotted the glint of a piercing on his lip just under a trim mustache.  For some reason, he'd decided on a black and green mini skirt and fishnet stockings with a ripped My Chemical Romance shirt. It certainly contrasted with Patton's sky grey polo, grey cardigan, and khaki slacks.

Patton took a few deep breaths to try and remember that this wasn't likely to work and was mostly to humor Roman. He'd be nice to Remus. Maybe meet him again at a Christmas party where they both laugh at Roman's poor matchmaking. End of story.

Roman spotted him and waved Patton over, more excited than a puppy brought home from a shelter.

"Patton! Let me introduce you to Remus," Roman grabbed his wrist to yank him the rest of the way over, "I think you guys are really going to hit it off!"

Remus stared at the ground, looking embarrassed. Patton felt really bad as Roman must put him through this all the time. He offered a hand and a warm smile which he took but Remus wouldn't meet his eyes. He was fine with that.

"Alright, I'll leave you two alone to start building chemistry. Good luck!" with that Roman turned and left and Remus let out an exasperated sigh before sitting down on the blanket.

"You don't have to stay. I know he probably paid you or something," Remus muttered at Patton.

"No, I agreed to try, no bribes. I'm sorry if I'm embarrassing you," Patton smiled sadly, kneeling down on the other side of the blanket.

"It's not you, Patton. It's him. He's obsessed with finding my soulmate ever since I told him…" Remus got very quiet, picking at one of the threads of his sock.

Patton urged him to continue, "you told him what?"

"That I'm ace. No one is ever gonna be happy with me so why try?" Remus picked up a rock and threw it hard, "he doesn't believe me and thinks I'm just giving up. I wish he'd just fucking listen to me!"

"Oh, is that all? Gosh, I'm sorry, Remus. I totally get it though! Have you asked him to stop putting you in uncomfortable situations?" Patton was so relieved he forgot that Remus wouldn't know why.

"Don't you think I've tried?? And yet here you are, probably telling yourself you can change me because all anyone would need to do is get in my pants- skirt- whatever and I'll change my tune! Right?" Remus glared at Patton who looked away quickly.

"N-no… I mean I actually get it. I'm aro and I hear a lot of similar stuff from people who don't get it," Patton explained himself softly.

Remus hit his forehead and flopped down onto his back, staring up at the sky, "oh! Oh, of course... I'm sorry for assuming, Patton."

"It's okay. Let's just enjoy this lunch and what I assume is a beautiful day," Patton laid down and stared at the sky, "is it cloudy today or is the sky actually blue?"

"Oh, it's a brilliant blue today, Pattycake. Have you never seen the blue sky?" Remus asked in amazement.

Patton chuckled, "nope, never seen it. My 'soulmate'-" he used finger quotes "-has blue eyes."

"Oh, well it's about the color of your shirt today," Remus grinned, "so I guess you know the difference between leaves and clouds, huh?"

"Green is a beautiful color," Patton smiled, "I hope someday you get to see it with someone who appreciates you for who you are, Remus."

"Thanks, Patton."

They both laid there in silence for a few minutes before Remus broke it, "so what do you think of horror movies?"

"Too scary to watch alone, but I'll watch with a friend," Patton smiled, "opinion on Bob Ross?"

"A treasure, but I wish he drew fewer happy trees and more sad ones," Remus grinned. They continued bouncing questions off of each other, a few starting heated debates as they ate the picnic and just talked.

It was wonderfully non-romantic. Patton felt understood for the first time in a long while.

Remus became more and more animated as their conversation drifted from movies and games to tattoos (Patton showed him a Spongebob tattoo on his ankle much to Remus' surprise) and careers. Patton was shocked to discover that Remus worked in daycare most days, something he would have never guessed from his attire.

"You like working with kids?" Patton asked cheerfully.

"I get to give them back to their parents at the end of the day and sleep like a rock," Remus laughed and took a bite of cake, "let me guess, you're a baker?"

"Not quite, I help run my parents' Mom and Pop diner and they stick me on dessert duty way too often," Patton happily patted his stomach, "I bet chasing all those kids burns about as many calories as I can bake in a day."

Remus snorted, "maybe I should stop by and find out some time."

"Yeah! I make the best cheesecake- if I'm being humble," Patton laughed.

"I love cheesecake! Can we go now?" Remus sat bolt upright with a large grin on his face.

"Don't we have to clean all this up or wait for Roman?" Patton asked, happy but a little nervous to make Logan’s soulmate upset with him.

"Oh come on!"

"I can always just make you one," Patton replied carefully.

"That would imply seeing you again," Remus smirked at him.

"You seemed to like the idea," Patton smiled hopefully, picking at the grass.

"I love that idea. You're so easy to hang out with, Pat. You really do get it, and I'm sure we could have lots of fun together," Patton looked up, tears in his eyes. He took off his glasses and wiped them with the sleeve of his cardigan before meeting Remus' gaze with a smile.

Something in the back of his head clicked. He watched as Remus blinked in confusion and started looking around wildly. Patton felt just as confused until he noticed the sky.

He fell back down on the blanket and stared up at the brilliant depths of blue in the cloudless sky. He could almost feel how far it stretched into the void of space and was utterly in awe, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes and down his ears. It was magnificent.

Patton lay there crying until his view was blocked by two navy blue eyes, sparkling with joy and streaming tears as well. Patton smiled and opened his arms for a hug which Remus gladly fell into.

Roman came back and found them in each other’s arms, laying on the blanket and talking about everything they couldn't tell anyone else before. Patton made sure later to tell him off for how he'd treated Remus but also thanked him for setting up the date.

They weren't dating. It was something different, but they were happy. And Patton really did love the color of the sky.

Tag List: @stoicpanther @ifrickenhatedeverythingaboutthis @idontgiveafuckaboutshit @tsshipmonth2020

[katsukikitten]

i know the last request have been with bakugo but “what happened to you..?” with him please :)

(For this one let's pretend people dont know heroes identities)

"What happened to you?" Bakugou asks sliding into the bar stool next to you. His eyes noticing the finger shaped bruises around your throat and the shiny purple circle around your eye. You fix him a sneer, looking over his own busted lip and bandaged wrapped throat. You throw back a shot.

"Could ask you the same. Where ya been?" You never understood how someone in a suit could always look so fucking rough but he wasn't an any organized crime you knew of. Hell you should know! You've participated a lot of shady shit.

But you can't tell this obnoxious asshole that the brute Pro Hero Dynamight wrong your neck, sure as hell couldn't tell him how much it turned you on or that you nicked his throat with your knife.

Wait...your eyes snap to him, staring at him from the corner of your eye as he answers your question, tapping the bar for another shot.

"Here and fucking there." He blows out, pushing a shot to you. Every now and again the two of you would run into each other here. Neither of you sharing occupations but both of you assuming the worst.

Except Bakugou wasn't here on hero work, he wasn't under cover or any of that bullshit. He just wanted to drink in peace and no one ever looked at a man in a suit in a bar since they were a dime a dozen. But you, well you stood out in your own way. Not afraid to be intimidating or too straight forward like most women.

It's why he tolerated sitting next to you every few nights.

"Looks like there has really fucked you up. Fighting with your boss or cheat on your wife?" You ask, jutting your thumb to your throat, he laughs.

"No wife, and my boss would get his ass handed to him, even if he does have 50lbs on me. Fucking nerd." He downs the shot and you do too.

"What about you? Lover's quarrel?" His voice gets dark at the end, almost possessive he bites the inside of his cheek. He shouldn't be worried about someone like you.

But he is, cause you're funny, and bad ass. And you fight well, he would know since the two of you started a bar fight when he first sat next to you and then ended up kicking the whole bar's ass through some sort of natural chemistry. He taps the bar for two more shots. You think of how he looked at you, how it was mixed emotions swirling in blood red eyes.

And how stupid you feel for never noticing that he had the same eyes as Dynamight before.

Shit he smells like him too, like summer festivals and hot caramel.

"Guess you could say that." You tap the wooden top too, the bar tender brings four shots.

"Trying to get me fucking drunk?" He growls, ever teasing in his own way. A wicked smile settles on your lips, the sight makes his throat dry and his pants tight.

"Maybe." Your voice is sugared honey before you down your two shots. The two of you going toe to toe.

After the eighth shot Bakugou starts to put somethings together.

"You look like someone I know..."

"Lame fucking pick up line." You roll your eyes hoping he's trying to shoot his shot but he looks you up and down, eyes settling on your throat. It registrars just exactly who you are and he swings on you, causing the bar tender to cuss, threatening to kick the two of you out.

But you dodge, like he did the first night, and he slugs some poor asshole next to you.

And just like that first night the guy ain't happy to be eating a knuckle sandwich. A tooth goes flying from his mouth, he bares what's left of his teeth at Bakugou throwing his beer bottle at the hot head who, although drunk as fuck, dodges.

Another innocent bloke is struck and the scene of a bar fight ensues.

Running on instinct you think to flee this time considering you almost got caught by this douche hours before. He follows suit, reaching the side door as quickly as you do before slamming you agaisnt the alley wall by the throat.

"How fucking long?!" He shouts, the question echos in the freezing air, "How long have you known?!"

"Tonight you fucking dick." You snarl, spitting onto his face. His eyes become dark and had he been Todoroki that spit would have boiled.

He wipes it off with a popping hand and you swallow thickly, having had more of your fair share of being on the receiving end of that quirk.

"Just tonight?" He snarls, nose to nose with you and you butt your head against his, a little too drunk to slip from his grip.

Not that you minded the impromptu breath play. Because that's how he was holding your throat now, with a V of his hand pushing on your pulse points instead of earlier when he was purposefully trying to crush your windpipe.

"Yes, just tonight, your neck gave it away. Maybe you should wear scarves after a fight. Your disguise kinda sucks."

"And yours is better?"

"Ya! It is! I look the part of a villain. You just look like a rich douche who runs his mouth and likes to hang out at seedy bars!"

"So robbing banks gets you off huh? Fucking slut." He squeezes a bit, pushing his body agaisnt yours, parting your thighs with his knees. You smile a nasty smile, mind racing but body wholly enjoying the promise of what's pressing into you.

"Guess you get hard by choking people out in the name of justice huh?" He must not like what you said, forcing you into a rasped breath as your vision starts to fade. You laugh as best you can, "I knew I was right, filthy hero."

The two of you lock eyes, yours fluttering while his are set hard before he kisses you with an urgency unmatched, imagining you in that tight black suit and that little black mask that just brings more attention to your eyes.

He was stupid to never notice, but then again the two of you always sat side by side, throwing back shot after shot.

And you would be lying if you hadn't imagined him in his hero suit as he devours you whole. Not afraid to kiss you with ALL of his want and desire, teeth gnashing agaisnt yours, tongue swiping over your wet muscle and even nipping at your bottom lip. Both of you moan and groan into each other's mouths, his sounds make your knees weak.

Fuck you really hated heroes.

[allkinds-oftrash]

Ya girl is watching the latest HSM series ep and Imma live blog it hshshs and will add my reactions under the cut so it doesn't end up a long post. Anyways, let's goo:

AHHHH THE MORNING SHOW WITH GINA AND EJ WE LOVE TO SEE IT

They really said we're gonna let life imitate art with Nini and Olivia huh

Ricky was SUPPORTIVE??? Damnn I really thought we gonna get a classic Ricky tantrum....

But also wow sir that sounds salty and should definitely talk to someone abt how you're feeling...A therapist maybe 👀

I know we needed to contextualise how Ricky felt abt the song but I really wanted to see Nini's interview in full!!

Sebby you're so cute I do wanna see yall do DEH

Shjshshs not the rights not being available for another 5 years 😭😭

I dunno how they're in great shape and closer to the Menkies Gold after not having a single proper rehearsal, but go off Miss Jenn

Omg honestly Kourt's costumes are always amazing and on point Imma excited to see it

Kourt is such a simp we love to see it

Carlos is so pissy this episode we love to see it shshhs

Also love the way Seb calms him down and keeps him nice it's such a funny dynamic

"We had 20 people make our Belle dress over 50 hours" Okay North High shut the fuck up

I'm calling it now the reason North High knows so much is cos Howie is the leak and Kourt has been unwittingly telling him. The way her phone keeps going off as they discuss how North High knows everything is really good foreshadowing if my prediction is right

Also like her phone went off just as Carlos said "How did they know that?" THAT'S PEAK FORESHADOWING

If Howie ain't in North High, I dunno what Tim is doing

GSJAGSHAH KOURTNEY MAKING ABS FOR EJ I CANNOT

"I have abs" We know sweetie

"I PADDED THE THUSH FOR YOU" "AWW THANKS KOURT I NEEDED THAT" THIS INTERACTION IS EVERYTHING THAT WAS SO FUNNY!! I love that it is now canon that EJ has abs but no butt love that for him

Okay but like damn these costumes are great!! North High can fuck right off with its high end ones I just wanna see lowkey homemade costumes by students; I'd watch a Broadway show if I wanted to see professional costumes okay

Damn Carlos has killer eyesight clocking in that mask in the trunk

GINA BBY DON'T SAY THAT AND HAHSGSH NINI NUDGING HER WAS SO FUNNY

Nini's little look over at Gina was like "Omg you guys my girlfriend is so cute and dumb" GINI STANS HOW WE FEELING?

Miss Jenn don't be that naive, your boyfriend probably put them up to it

That Insta page is prophetic with their timing tbh; all the info is a leak obviously looking at your Howie but like the timing of it all. Those kiddos don't know that they are discussing the stolen mask at this exact moment (Kourt has put down her phone after Carlos snapped at her so Howie doesn't know they are talking abt it rn)

"We don't dance with the enemy" *cuts to her dancing with Zackey later*

SEBBY WEARING THE TEACUP COSTUME OMG HE'S GOING MAKE SUCH A CUTE CHIP (yes I am still mad Seb/Joe was robbed but Imma fangirl over the costume anyway)

Wtf why does North High look so expensive - they are literally in the same district as East High right??? How did they get this much funding

North High is a very artsy and rich for a public school; they should have had Nini go here instead of YAC tbh (like this campus feels like what YAC should have been) NOW THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN INTERESTING STORYLINE

Seblos' dynamic IS ON POINT THIS EP I really love my bois so much and their back and forth is hilarious

Shhshs DIANE who loves volleyball and North High okay I totally believe it

WHY ARE RED AND ASHLYN SO KINKY EVERY DAMN EPISODE TIM THESE ARE UNDERAGED CHARACTERS STOP IT

Shshsh we love Gina knowing herself and practicing self control by volunteering to be the lookout

Omg yall listen to Carlos and stfu they are so lucky no one saw or heard them yelling Wildcats

Oh no no no no no Miss Jenn you gonna get sucked in; this is gonna be so messy

Omg I saw someone post about this scene before I watched the ep YALL ARE RIGHT THAT BOI HITTING ON GINA IS SO FINE Babes go for that one, not EJ

NOT THEM FAKE DATING UGH E W TIM STOP MAKING ROMANTIC PORTWELL A T H I N G I honestly do not understand how some of yall can ship it romantically knowing Sofia is a whole underaged babey and Matty is a whole ass grown man - like I get the appeal of the Wonderstudies getting together and they do have chemistry but the irl age gap is creepy and outweighs the appeal of shipping them romantically

As I always say; Portwell/Wonderstudies should be a BROTP not an OTP

Ugh Brotp Portwell would have clocked Lily right away; romantic Portwell making googly eyes at each other isn't helping anyone

Living for Nini getting the recognition she deserves - I really like her solo arc this season she's so much more interesting without Ricky tbh

Aww Kourt you simp I love her and I'm so happy she's happy I wanna be wrong about Howie being a North High kid

Where is the mask??

OHMYGOD THESE KIDS COMING IN LIKE A HORROR MOVIE

Lily really wishes she was Jesse St. James huh; you could never Lily so stop

Andrew Barth Feldman and his cute little French accent I love him so much

Hnng Miss Jenn gonna get manipulated by this hoe. Omg wowow Zackey really is a hoe, making out with another girl before the show THE AUDACITY OF HIM SAYING MISS JENN WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH I WILL THROW HANDS WITH THIS MOFO

Wait the kids didn't steal it BUT WHAT IF ZACKEY DID

Ssjsgfajhdfg I CANNOT WITH ANDREW'S ACCENT but I can't tell if its really bad or really good but I'm also confused why didn't they just cast a French person as Antonie shshhs Antoine is adorableee and a little shit the best type of character

Lily is so annoying b y e sis bye and Olivia Keegan is talented I just wish they didn't make her character such a cartoony villain type

"How about if we bop to the top" SEBBY I LOVE YOU AND NEVER STOP BEING SO CUTE I SWEAR and Awww Carlos called him Honey I am s o f t

Hnng why do these fools are really gonna give into North High calling them chickens

OHHH NO SHE DIDN'T JUST SAY THAT ABOUT ASHLYN FUCK A DANCE OFF I AM ABOUT TO THROW HANDS WITH A 16 YEAR OLD

"She told us not to dance with the enemy. She's better than this" No Sebby, she's not *cuts to her dancing with Zackey* AND OMG THE WAY I SAW THIS EDIT COMING BEFORE IT CAME

Ooooh I like this song wayyy more whatever the mess The Mob Song became (when I first heard it drop on Spotify yesterday) Around You is such a great song musically and lyrically very relevant to these two and gosh I love their voices together

They have so much chemistry damn, go home Mike (well he technically has oop) and Mr. Mazzara

YES YOU DO MISS JENN YOU ALWAYS HAD IT

Oh god this is the scene from the trailer; she's gonna make a move on Ricky isn't she?? Leave him alone Lily he doesn't need a 3rd girl to be confused about he needs a therapist

Lily shut the fuck up with quasi; STOP TRYING TO MAKE QUASI HAPPEN

"I love Nini's song" Sure, Jan.

...Okay yes you should have called him out but don't bait him LIKE THAT oop there's the scene from the trailer

Ohmygod is Andrew Barth Feldman gonna hit on Ashlyn

Okay this is so cute but also I am VERY annoyed with the way this show handles its characters like they aren't relevant or important unless they get into a relationship or a love triangle?? That's such a shitty way to give out screentime and arcs to characters. Is it not enough to develop the characters on their own and strengthen their friendship???

HUH TIM why you so obsessed with compulsory heterosexuality??(well also homosexuality for Seblos but they are the only ones I'm not annoyed with their relationship cos its a hella big step for Disney to have a gay couple and their relationship isn't in our faces or overshadows the plot and its just spinkles of cuteness every time they interact - they are honestly who Rini wishes they were; besties in love. They are a couple that Tim should be taking notes from; leave the relationship drama in the background, focus on the theatre and friendship aspect of everything)

My mini rant aside; this is a very adorable interaction between Ashlyn and Antoine.

"TOM HOLLAND ON STILTS" GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH THAT COMPARISON I AM SCREAMING ANTOINE THAT'S SO FUNNY

This is so funny he keeps picking out the hottest guys of the group; as if he himself isn't the French version of Big Red they look super alike ngl shshsh

WHY YOU RUIN IT WITH THAT ANTOINE I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU

Drama between Antoine and Red is already spicing up shshsh I cannot

Why are you so dramatic with the shuffle Lily gtfo of here...also this doesn't make sense?? She wasn't even on a BATB playlist; what if a non BATB song came on ahahah

Good to know they aren't big fans of The Mob Song like I am Awww EJ you cutie, okay I will appreciate the OG Mob Song just for you

OH WAIT HE PROLLY LIKES IT COS ITS A GASTON LED SONG TIM GIMME THE EJ SOLO I DESERVE IN THIS NUMBER

I'm being robbed of Gaston for the last 7 eps I at least deserve an EJ solo for compensation

The way the set looks straight out of Broadway but also like omg the blue lighting and fancy stage gave me intense flashbacks to that Glee episode where Vocal Adrenaline sang Bohemian Rhapsody

RICKY STOP BEING SALTY AND ACTUALLY COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND LIKE A NORMAL PERSON

OMG THE SUBTITLES SAID ITS HOWIE SINGING AS THE BEAST I FUCKING CALLED IT

Howie you hoe you gonna break my girl Kourtney's heart

Yeah...still not a fan of Antoine's Dance Remix

Yall know Gina would kill the dance number if she wasn't wearing that fit

Okay but it's Gaston led song WHY DOES EVERYONE BUT EJ HAVE A SOLO IN THIS SONG??

First the Beasts led it (Howie sounded better than Ricky ngl), then the Lumieres (their voices worked hella well together; I always forget what a talented singer Frankie is THEY NEED TO GIVE HIM A SOLO SONG) and now the Belles are going at it (Ashlyn's voice is superior)

BIG RED BEING JEALOUS AND SALTY IS SO FUNNY ITS LIKE A PUPPY BEING ANGRY I CRI

...Did anyone really win, Lily??? STFU

CARLOS IS RIGHT AND HE SHOULD SAY IT

Oooh I did see someone talk about this when the Rose Song dropped last week, apparently its illegal to add songs to a musical you're doing for a school play; I really thought the show would brush past that irl rule but I guess they are playing into it

THE WAY EVERYONE TURNED TO EJ FOR THE SPORTS METAPHOR I AM D Y I N G AND HIS FACE WAS GOLDEN! ITS LIKE THAT LISA SIMPSON MEME SHHSHSH

Okay Nini is being a little pissy about leaving her song out of the show and its a little selfish to wanna keep it at the risk of being disqualified but I also understand why she's hurt

Everyone is dog piling on her right now being against her idea and it feels like they are being against her song and her herself instead of them not wanting to be disqualified. Also like she poured her heart and soul into the song after Miss Jenn lowkey rushed her to write it. So I can see why this feels like a rejection of her and her song and why she's so hurt rather than her seeing the big picture right now

It doesn't help that Ricky said the final blow causing her to walk off

Okay maybe Zackey gets some rights for being chill and wanting the kids to be peers

THIS MOTHERFUCKER I KNEW HE WAS SHADY Also the way I gasped even though I predicted he stole the mask halfway through this ep shshsh

Stab him Miss Jenn STAB HIM

Bitch why you so threatened by East High if yall have such a Broadway-esque show planned??? They honestly should have stuck to the Little Mermaid; I really wanted to see the aquarium

"It's just a song Ricky" "A song can mean everything" Do you get deja vu? Anyone else getting intense flashbacks to Jan when DL first dropped and all the drama happened 👀

YES PLEASE STAY CO ANCHORS Gosh I love them so much esp once you take the romantic connotations out of their interactions

ROUGE GRAND I'M SCREAMING

I love this long take of checking in with everyone's relationship status (still hate how romantically focused this show has become but still a cool shot)

I K N E W IT I WAS RIGHT

Okay but like looking at Kourtney's face I have never wanted to be wrong so bad GOD I HATE IT HERE I really think he likes her and I hope they work it out

Nini setting up her own music acc feels like when Olivia rebranded her whole IG to be just for her music stuff - love this for both of them

AHHHHH SHE'S NINA NOW YALL

I know everyone loves her as Nini but like I have always loved the name Nina and it really suits her to be honest also shows how she's growing up now and kind of leans into the lyric "I won't be confined to your point of view" from The Rose Song because Nini is the nickname Ricky gave her so it shows that she's outgrowing him too and I love that for her!

Overall thoughts; they really crammed all the North High drama into one ep huh. Personally would have liked it if all of this was spread out throughout the last few episodes; like different hijinks for every episode. I'm just a big fan of properly setting up the overall arc over the season instead of patching it together closer to the climax/end of the show. Cos now it lowkey feels like two different seasons - 2A felt like The Rini/Rina Show esp with YAC storyline and whatever was going on with Rina and now 2B is finally feeling like what this season should have been all this time

[blissfulparker]

Not like us→fratboy!tom pt.1

Parings: fratboy!tom x reader

Warnings: pure angst

Summary: you over hear some things tom said to Harrison and it turns out your relationship has been something tom doesn’t want the rest of the world to see.

A/n: there will only be two parts to this but this was from a blurb requested by an anon and I got multiple requests to do a second part or make it into a fic so this is the extended version and also the first part! I have another frat boy tom fic this week along with ‘black beauty’ hope y’all enjoy!!

“I don’t wanna be rude or anything it’s just that...it’s just that people aren’t use to that type of stuff.”

It was Friday afternoon. After your last class of the week you found yourself curled up in Toms plaid comforter bed trying to cool off after a long stressful week. You were no stranger to his bed, or his room. You spent endless nights here studying, sleeping, cuddling, watching movies, the left side was your side and the right was Toms. Tom joked he slept closer to the door to protect you if anyone came in.

“I mean, yeah...you’ve been dating for about What? 5 months? If you wanna break up with her just do it now, it’s just gonna suck if you wait longer.” Harrison, Toms best mate since primary school, spoke loudly.

The kitchen, the boys were talking about you in the kitchen. You were awake now, trying to fix the mess on your head and wiping off mascara that moved in your sleep. You clung onto Toms university hoodie that smelt just like him and always made your stress go away.

“I love her though, I do. I just don’t want her to get hurt you know? Guys like me aren’t supposed to date girls like her.” Toms voice broke at the beginning but stayed strong at the end.

You, they were talking about you. You who’ve been dating the infamous campus fratboy Tom holland for about five months and it started over a broken down car, Taco Bell, and mental breakdowns. It was the stupid start to a loving relationship but you and tom were almost made for each other in the strangest way. You two were polar opposites that became one when the two of you were with each other.

“I get it, she’s kinda a dork...no offense.” Harrison spoke and you now cracked the door open to hear the conversation a little bit clearer. You didn’t know if any of the other boys were downstairs and you really didn’t want to find out.

“No I understand, she is. And like that’s the thing, she’s dorky and cute and all nerdy and I’m this fratboy who can chug a whole bottle of vodka in an hour if he tried. What does that say about us? More me specifically.” You look down at the jaw strings of the hoodie and mess with them. Was it safe for you to keep listening? No. Were you going to anyways? Yes.

“I’ve got a reputation to keep up, so does she. Remember Megan? Megan is the type of girl people want to see me with. Not (y/n), but I love (y/n). That’s the thing, I love her and people are going to hate us for that.” His voice was broken but it was almost like he’s been needing to rant for awhile now. You couldn’t go out there, what would you even say?

“Have you fucked?” Harrison’s bold statement made you step back. Tom was your first, it was two months in and you were 100% ready. Tom has had sex Dozens of Times But you, you were different because this time it was for love, not for fun.

“Of course, but it’s best if no one knows. Keeps her safe. Keeps our reputations high.” The sound of a beer bottle hitting the recycling bin made you crawl back into bed. Pretend you’re asleep and act like you’ve never heard a thing.

Everything made sense though why he never wanted to post pictures on Instagram, no snapchats, you never went to the parties—not that you wanted to anyways—never got super affectionate around his friends. Why Harrison was the only one to know about the relationship.

He was ashamed of you. He was embarrassed to be in love with you.

No, you weren’t like the other girls he’s been with. Not a party animal nor a outgoing person. You were simple, nerdy, studied hard, loved to stay in, hopeless romantic. You were a girl tom always dreamed about but never thought was real, and you were perfect but he knew other people didn’t think that.

“Baby?” Tom whispered and you sat up rubbing your eyes and pretending like you just woke up. “What’s wrong?” He noticed the tears and the red eyes and flushed look in your face.

“I—it’s—my allergies, they’ve been acting up. Seasons changing are the worse.” You lied and tom wrapped his arm around your waist. How could he act like this, a loving and adoring boyfriend, when he just claimed he was ashamed of you.

“Oh, I have some medicine if you want—“ he starts and you shake your head.

“It’s best if I go back to my dorm. Alone. I think I need a full nights rest.” You sniffle as you stand up and look over to his mirror and fix yourself up.

“Oh okay, text me when you get there please.” He hands you your backpack and kisses your forehead. The kiss felt sour against your skin, his lips no longer felt soft and plump but bitter and hard.

“I will.” You give a soft, fake smile before walking out. You pass Harrison who gives you a sweet smile before you exit the door.

He was ashamed, he was ashamed, he was ashamed. That’s all that ran though your head. You weren’t like Megan, his ex who was drop dead gorgeous—she cheated on him with two different guys so you have that huge advantage of not being an asshole—but she was still what he wanted. They were perfect, the light of every party.

People like you weren’t supposed to be with people like him. Study hard, nerdy, good grades, good girls, weren’t supposed to end up with frat boys like Tom Holland. Boys like him were supposed to be with party animals and adventurous people. Not you.

Boys like him are never supposed to be with girls like you.

-

Saturday evening, the next day.

Books scattered across your bed as you shoved information into your brain about chemistry. Your glasses have a glare and your roommate was out for the night. Normally you’d spend your Saturdays with tom but currently you didn’t know where he was and didn’t bother to see him. You didn’t respond all day and you made sure to let him know you wanted to be alone.

Two knocks. Two knocks on your front door is what made you jump and take out your headphones.

“I’m coming!” You shouted as you hopped off the bed and jogged over to the door.

There stood tom, two bags of Chinese food and a bag from wallgreens. He wore a skin tight green Ralph Lauren polo shirt and some joggers.

“You never told me if you made it home safe.” He pouted as he walked past you.

You forgot that your Saturday nights were perfect, cuddled up in bed, eating Chinese food and having messy makeout sessions.

“Sorry, my phone was off and I fell asleep.” You lied. He set the stuff down before opening the wallgreens bag.

“I got you some more medicine, and this green smoothie thingy? I dunno, the lady said it helps clear your sinuses. I kinda looks gross I wouldn’t drink it either.” He sets it down and you watch him with folded arms.

“Don’t you have a party to attended tonight?” Your voice bitter as you talk about the frat.

“It’s overrated. Saturday’s are meant for us and I like them this way.” He sets kicks off his shoes. You were mad and you didn’t know how to handle it, so you did it in the most petty way possible.

“No, lets go to the party, what’s the theme I bet I can find something.” You walk over to your closet. Tom follows you to stop you.

“Why would we do that? You hate parties remember? Too many people. We always stay in.” He grabs your hand and you can’t help but to feel your eyes water. He was an idiot, an actual idiot that you wish wasn’t so pretty.

“Why don’t you want me at your parties?” You step back and he furrows his brows.

“Peach, What are you talking—“ He starts and you shake your head.

“You can at least invite me! An offer would be nice! But you never did, because I’m too dorky and nerdy to be around you. Or maybe it’s because I’m not like your other Ex girlfriends in the past.” You sniffle and he steps closer.

“Are you on your period? What’s happening? Who’s telling you all this?” He stands there clueless and you wipe your nose.

“You! Yesterday I woke up from my nap and I heard you and Harrison talking. ‘People Like me shouldn’t be with girls like her’ and ‘I’ve got a reputation to keep up’? What the fuck tom!” You shout at him and he steps back.

You heard all of it and it was hitting tom. He never meant any of it, not in the way you took it. He just didn’t want people teasing you, making fun of you, bullying you, he wanted to keep you safe. He was also selfish, he knew that if he took you to one of his parties you’d get taken advantage of. He would leave you for one second and you’d be gone, he can’t even think of the worse case scenario or else it would hurt him.

“You know, I know I’m not super popular nor am I this victoria secret model but I’m not embarrassed to be around you nor am I ashamed which I probably should be because smart girls can’t be with guys like you!” You say out of anger and now tom gives a look.

“Are you calling me dumb?” He asks and you walk over to your bed.

“You didn’t listen to me at all! You are the one who said all these things and that was only the stuff I heard! What else did you say, Huh? I want to know.” You wipe your eyes and he shakes his head.

“Nothing! I said nothing else! Harrison just asked me why I never post with you or why the other boys don’t know about you it’s to keep you safe! It’s only to keep you safe! The people I hang out with are not good people and I just don’t want anything bad happening to you!” His face was red and you wanted nothing more than to run out and never speak to him again.

“I’m a fucking adult I can take care of myself! You’re the one who said that people will care if they know about us. I don’t care about my reputation, Holland! I have absolutely nothing to lose, it’s you who are selfish and it’s you who still wants to be the golden boy of the circle. The one thing that I have that all those other girls don’t is fucking loyalty, and trust, and I give a shit about you! They don’t! Megan cheated on you and I would never even think of that! Sydney only used You for sex and popularity and guess what tom? I’m not doing that because I actually love you but it’s very obvious that you only care about yourself.” You grab your keys and purse which causes tom to freak out even more.

“What are you doing?” He stops you but you yank away and keep going.

“I need time to cool down, im going for a drive. When you decide what you want to do with us, come find me.” You storm off leaving tom in your dorm.

Tom fucked up. He did that a lot but most of the time he could find a simple way out of fucking up. This time he couldn’t, He was about to loose the most valuable thing in his life.

The most logical thing for him to do was not chase after you. You didn’t want him to chase after you anyways, you wanted him to figure out what he wanted not for him to beg on his knees for your love. He stormed out of your dorm as well, leaving everything he’d brought and went back to his frat house.

He couldn’t forget though that there’d be a party in about two hours, the boys were setting up and tom stormed in and ruined their mood.

“Hey! Look who showed up to help!” Yelled one of the boys, Alex.

“Hey mate, you alright?” Harrison stopped him. Bright red eyes, heavy breathing, tension in his whole body, he was pissed.

“Leave me be.” He mumbled and Harrison stopped him again. The whole frat was looking at him, even the extra friends who came to help out.

“Hey, What happened? Where’d you go?” Haz stops and tom tries to push past him.

“She heard, she fucking heard everything and all the shit—“ tom started and everyone was confused but Haz.

“(Y/n)?” Haz says and immediately everyone goes to shock.

“Woah man, you’re fucking (y/n)? Nice!” One said and Haz gave a look to the boy. The rest were confused with who you even were.

“Let me go, please.” Tom had tears back in his face and Haz let him run up into his room like a child. He didn’t know where you were and didn’t know what he’d say if he called you.

-

You had found yourself at the place where it all started, the place where your car broke down at 12:00am trying to get home from the library and tom just happened to be driving around that night.

“Hey, are you okay?” A thick voice pulled you out of your crying and knocked on your window. You had your hazard lights on and pulled to the side.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s just my car broke down.” You sniffle and he helped you out of the car and popped the hood.

“Can you call someone to tow it? I don’t think I can really help you here.” He asked and you nodded calling your insurance and trying to figure the most out.

“So uhh, you’ve got someone coming?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yeah, yeah, thank you.” You smile at the stranger and he stands there. “You can leave...” you trail off and he shakes his head.

“It’s midnight and it’s a college campus, not so safe to leave a pretty girl alone.” He goes to lean up against his car.

“Thanks.” You wipe your eyes and start to feel yourself cry some more. It was a really long week. Tom jumped up and came over to hold you. Comfort you, make You feel safe.

That was the start of your relationship

He helped you call someone to get it towed and offered to get you some food to help you calm down. The first time you met tom you were crying while eating a burrito from Taco Bell in the back of his car. The fratboy held you in his arms and let you cry all that you felt that day.

Now it was different. It was just you. No tom, no broken car, no Taco Bell, nothing.

Tom holland had broken your heart, how did you not see that coming? Maybe it was because you were blinded by the British charm and the white lopsided smile and floppy curly hair. Maybe if you weren’t as naïveté as other girls then you wouldn’t be stuck in this situation.

If you could go back five months ago and just stay at the library a little longer and have someone else help you, you would’ve. If you could go back and jut say thank you instead of saying yes to his dates, you just might’ve.

The last thing you wanted to feel was tom Holland’s little secret.

Some tags(because my perm tag list is too long): @thollandss @quitetommy @keepmeholland @spiderboytotherescue @delicatepeterparker @candlelightparker @klusterffucked @stormyholland @spiderboytingle

[staliasjeronica]

Riverdale S5 Ep12 Thoughts *Spoilers*

Thoughts under cut to keep the tag clean!

- Now I know they’re not calling Hiram a HERO??? He’s a fucking menace and terrorizes the town and his family for no reason...

- Reggie reading comics aww babie I wanna imagine him reading comics with Archie and Jughead at the park or something I’m so soft

- “I want to keep working for you.” It’s okay to be wrong for now Reggie, Veronica will change your mind muah Veggie’s coming I just KNOW IT

- REGGIE STANDING UP TO HIS DAD AGAIN LETS FUCKING GO KING!!! And this time it isn’t some weird statement bashing his dad’s car in which didn’t make any sense

- omg the “that’s your dream, dad. Not mine” line we always love it

- “If he were my son, I’d be proud of him.” no, Hiram, you wouldn’t. You don’t even like your own daughter freak

- END HIM REGGIE!! KING SHIT!!! glad he’s finally cutting off from his father, even if Hiram kind of forced him to

- “He never laid a finger on his wife or daughter” oh Reggie :( he’s so used to physical abuse he doesn’t even consider mental abuse I’m so!!

- Can Mark’s son not be so attractive though like he makes it hard to hate young!Hiram

- YOUNG BARCHIE AND JERONICA PLSSSSSSS

- “Jaime” and god it hurts how amazing of an actor Mark is (and his son like BRO)

- “His money is blood money” throwback to when Veronica said that to Hiram muah

- Hermione’s mom didn’t want her to date the son of a shoe shiner…. while she’s a cleaning lady at a hotel okay ma’am??? makes no sense lol

- “I want to be feared” sigh the way Hiram did all this just to get with Hermione, only to end up treating her like trash and cheating on her like???? loser

- Hermione when Hiram wears regular clothes: “no lol”… Hermione when he puts on a leather jacket: “FUCK YEAH!” lmao HUH?? but also HERMIONE'S SO CUTE PLS

- So Cami has chemistry with anyone but KJ huh… I mean in s1 and a bit of s2 they had chemistry but it quickly died out

- pls young Hiram and Hermione is so cute fuck you guys for making me have to say that since I know they’re so toxic!!! Cami and Mark’s son though have incredible chemistry it’s insane

- YOUNG POP!!!! He’s such a cutie plsssss

- imagine being arrested on your first date lmao sucks

- THOSE PICTURES WERE TAKEN LITERALLY RIGHT NEXT TO THEM AND THEY WERE IN AN ALLEY… literally impossible lmao

- HERMIONE COMING TO SAVE YOUNG HIRAM THOUGH BRO

- “You wanna be your own person in this business.” okay but when Veronica does he it abuses her… fuck you???

- Omg the kiss!!?!?! The chemistry is palpable

- This fighting scene gives off Arvin Russell energy That was pretty fucking hot tbh and yeah fuck Marty Mantle! No wonder Marty hates Hiram lmaooooooooooo what a loser

- Marty Mantle such a wimp crying to the school (which doesn’t make sense since the beating didn’t happen on school grounds)

- Yo so if Mark’s son becomes an actor I will follow him <3

- Oh Hiram’s dad’s definitely gonna get fucking murdered by Vito

- IT’S ONLY BEEN THIRTY MINUTES???? It feels like it’s been a whole hour already, but I’m actually enjoying this episode holy fuck

- Omg no but Mark’s son seeing his dad on the table even if it’s fake that must have been rough

- SKANKS?! Why can’t we get Veronica to be a bitch to Betty but we can get Hermione calling Alice a skank, which isn’t even correct…

- The gall Vito has showing up to Hiram’s dad’s funeral knowing he’s the reason why it’s happening in the first place...

- Young Hiram is infinitely better than older Hiram wow what a badass

- Vito such a loserrrrrrrrrrrrrr lmao but Hiram taking up his business that’s sexy

- BABY VERONICA!!!! “I found happiness” clearly not since you abuse both your wife and daughter and cheated on your wife like??

- OH BS ABOUT THE PALLADIUM. HIRAM CAME BACK IN S2 TO CONTINUE TO ABUSE HIS FAMILY AND NOTHING ELSE

- “Respect” no her has force and fear, not true respect

- So I heard we were supposed to feel bad for Hiram because of his father being murdered but honestly it probably would have worked if this was s2 and Hiram was new and interesting and not annoying and ruining the show.

- Wait so only NOW did Hiram find Vito……..??? Okay but why couldn’t we have gotten this Hiram… like a Hiram who ACTUALLY does mafia shit and doesn’t just abuse his daughter and her boyfriend for no reason.

- He’s… letting Reggie go??? Lmao after he literally makes Reggie disown his dad (which is still good but) fajshkfajhfsajkfnas so Hiram redemption and then killing him off when?

- DON’T GIVE THE ABUSER ONE MORE CHANCE SHUT UP HIRAM

- Reggie just wants to be heard and give people his ideas 🥺🥺🥺 if Marty even looks at Reggie wrong after this I will be suing

- HIRAM EATING ICE CREAM AND WATCHING THIS VIDEO

- oh my god this is exactly what we’ve always needed and wanted. NOT HIM MUTING AT THE SICK QUESTION I WANNA KNOW

- But anyways showing characters having actual relationships and talking like this (even on a weird ass tape…??) is what wee’ve always wanted and the fact that they never showed any oof it until now… can they please write like this more?

- oh yeah Hermosa exists lmao

- So, the Riverdale writers CAN write actually interesting things without it being overtly crazy and dumb they just choose not to… okay…

[365days365movies]

February 12, 2021: If Beale Street Could Talk (Review)

This one was tough emotionally...and a very good movie!

Fact of the matter is, this movie was not only topical, but also very well-made and acted. Makes me want to read James Baldwin’s novel one of these days, if I’m honest. 

This film, at its very core, is a film about young love. And it does that VERY well, I gotta say. It captures the emotions and benchmarks of relationships, but is able to effectively balance that with the environment and politics of the times. It’s a downright masterpiece on that front. Oh, and by the way: NO INFIDELITY!!! WHOOOOOOOOOO! Hopefully THAT trend continues. Anyway, lemme get into my full thoughts on this movie, in the Review! Recap is here and here, if you wanna take a look!

Review

Cast and Acting: 9/10

Right off the bat, KiKi Layne and Stephan James have perfect chemistry. I mean it, this might have set my bar for perfect chemistry in film that’s actually consummated. Their past, while largely unseen, carries a lot of weight, and you can feel that every time the interact on the screen. What I’m saying is, they’re cute together, and I ship them hard. Yeah, I just said that, sue me. Here’s the things, though...individually, they’re only OK. Yeah, sorry, neither of them get a big chance to shine alone, and when they do, the film does most of the acting for them. When I say that, I think back to the perfume counter scene. It’s not KiKi’s acting that sells it for me, it’s the environment, the setting, the situation. Sorry to say it...but I kind of get why they weren’t nominated for Best Actress and Actor. NOT THAT THEY AREN’T GOOD. THEY ARE GREAT. But they aren’t really stellar alone, is what I’m saying.

Most of the supporting cast is also fantastic, even if some of them don’t get nearly as much time. Teyonah Parris, whom I’ve been enjoying THOROUGHLY in WandaVision, does a great turn as Ernestine, while Colman Domingo and Michael Beach are great as the fathers, even if their plot line sort of drops off. Even Aunjanue Ellis is good in her brief appearance as Fonny’s mom, and Brian Tyree Henry’s monologue about prison, and Emily Rios’ about rape are...hauntingly good. Ah, but wait...I’m forgetting someone, aren’t I?

REGINA FUCKING KING EVERYBODY. This woman ABSOLUTELY deserved Best Supporting Actress, and was WITHOUT A SINGLE DOUBT the best actor in the film. My Lord, she was amazing, and I’m really happy that she’s finally been able to carve an illustrious career in the 2010s. Seriously, she’s been acting since the ‘90s, and I feel like she’s only come to prominence in the last 10 years or so. Which sucks, because I’ve known about her since WAY before that, and it’s really nice to see her in the spotlight. WHOO!

Plot and Writing: 10/10

Y’know, the plot was a legitimate surprise to me. I guess that, after this month, I’ve been expecting happy endings and all that. But this ending was...bittersweet, and not even really that. Which is by absolutely no means a bad thing, just to be clear. No, this film was a touching diatribe on young love’s intersection with an unfair society, while also serving as a look at racial politics in the past, and serving as a harsh lens on today’s world as well. Barry Jenkins is the one who adapted James Baldwin’s novel into the screenplay, and...yeah, it’s fantastic. Moving, insightful, affecting, hertbreaking, you name it.

Directing and Cinematography: 9/10

Barry Jenkins, man. I was going to watch his other film Moonlight this month, but I’m putting off for another month to make room for some other films. But this film LOOKS gorgeous. There’s too much to go into in terms of how many good shots there are here, but one of these scenes was good enough to win Regina King the Oscar. Which does bring something up, though. HOW DID THIS FILM GET SNUBBED SO HARD

Look, I liked Black Panther as much as the next guy, BUT IT WASN’T BETTER THAN THIS MOVIE. And yet, it got nominated for a Best Picture Oscar, and THIS MOVIE DIDN’T? Not just that, but it didn’t get nominated for Best Director OR Best Cinematography (by James Laxton)? The Oscars are BULLSHIT, full stop.

Production and Art Design: 8/10

But I will say, this film wasn’t as good as Black Panther in Production and Art Design, but that’s because those categories were basically perfect in Black Panther. I tell you, if that movie had NOTHING ELSE going for it (and it did, hello Eric Killmonger), it had the look. But, that said, Beale Street still deserved a nomination at least! I mean, this film looks fantastic, no complaints. Well...one complaint. It really wasn’t very ‘70s to me. It was, sure, but it could’ve passed for other time periods easily. Definitely very good...but not perfect.

Music and Editing: 9/10

Fun fact! Nicholas Britell was brought on to this project after previously working on Moonlight with Barry Jenkins. This score took a lot of tinkering, but was meant to revolve around the ideals of love. In fact, some of the pieces are named after the Greek forms of love. You know, philia, agape, etc.? Neat, right? Anyway, the work shows, as not only did it get nominated for Best Original Score (which it lost to...Black PantherCOMEON), but it’s also quite an impactful score on its own. While it’s nt soundtrack-worth for me, it’s still extremely memorable, and I’d recognize it upon hearing it. So, yeah, nice one, Britell!

90%! And it’s well-deserved.

This was a beautiful movie, and it really did move me. I mean, it’s not like it’s changed my opinions about anything; in fact, it’s really just strengthened them, but it’s still a gorgeous movie. And outside of the sociopolitical folderol, this film has a gorgeous portrait of love that I can’t ignore, and won’t forget for a while. Fantastic.

And as for period romances...let’s take a break, huh? Let’s go for something set while the film was made, but also along the lines of a traditional love story. We are getting close to Valentine’s after all.

February 13, 2021: Before Sunrise (1995)

[malepresentingleg]

is it 2013 again? cause i have a rant about teen wolf coming and i feel 16 y/o.

so due to dome heavy procrastination I've consumed a lot of teen wolf content, i skipped a bunch of episodes and a lot of scenes in the ones i haven't but i still have some Thoughts TM

it's good??? i had a Good Time watching, it was funny but intense and dark and i felt Feelings watching, some of the plotlines were meh (or maybe i just skipped them heh) but a lot were interesting and i loved the characters and their interaction

scott. my sweetheart. my baby. such a cutiepie, such a great protagonist 10/10 i love him and would die for him. he's so pure and cute and his little smile melts my heart. i love how he's fundamentally Human no matter how non human he is. he's a great character all around and i kinda wish they didn't do that shit to him at the end (imma get there) or treated him like he ISN'T the protagonist for such big parts of the shows

people KNOW. Stiles knows from day one, allison finds out soon, his mom finds out in season 2! the sheriff in 3, and they just become part of the gang and can help them with stuff bc they UNDERSTAND. shows like that get really tiring when the teens constantly lie to everyone around them and it was very refreshing. the running gag with the coach ruining things tho was funny and I'm ok with it.

Ok this is mellisa appreciation time. she's SUCH a great, complex and unusual mom-of-hero character. i absolutely love her and her attitude, i love how she's not simply being used as a tool to cause scott pain (just.. sometimes) and their relationship is parenting goals.

also isn't it fucking hilarious how she's a nurse but she just knows everything medical. she's also a surgeon and a mortician and a doctor. ik it's for plot reasons but it funny af.

in general women on the show.. had a lot of potential, i love them, but i hate how they were treated.

allison was all around great imo, her and scott's relationship was built very well and was two sided from the start (unlike... yeah), she has emotions, she's smart and brave, but also human and scared, she kicks ass and, again, exists outside of Scott's GF status (mostly). andddd they killed her. idk if the actress had to/wanted to leave or it was a pure writers decision bc they needed to keep just her father or something, but that would have been ok if not for all the other things

we have 3 main kickass ladies with powers- lydia, kira and malia. lydia spent close to FIVE whole seasons not knowing anything about her abilities/not knowing how to control them. cmon, it gets old. scott masters his powers after a season or two (and had control a lot sooner), parrish finds out what he is like half a season after it becomes relevant etc.

malia- do i need to explain? she was CONSTANTLY struggling controlling her abilities, no matter how badass she supposedly was. and kira oh boy, they did her dirty, didn't they?

kira was such a cute adorable character. i loved her and her little crush on scott and wanting to make friends and being freaked out about relationships, i love her discovering her past and heritage and learning to fight and gaining control and becoming a badass. but. what? they just undid all this? oh no the fox is taking over she has no control no agency of her own she needs to disappear for years now bye :( again, idk if the actress needed to leave but it was so unsatisfying and was insulting to the character. she wasn't even mentioned later a bunch like allison was, just they needed her mom for a plot tool and didn't even acknowledge it was her sword they were breaking. uhm rude?

LET WOMEN HAVE POWERS AND BE AWESOME WITH THEM. and not just minor/bad characters thanks.

i love the concept of a pack on the show and how you don't have to be a werewolf to be a part of it, how scott becomes a true alpha and how he cares about his friends. i kinda feel like in later seasons him being an alpha was more talk than show which like /: meh. like i said, he stopped BEING the main character, just talked about as if he was.

i love how friendship is valued, but i think it could be more.. i mean the scene in the motel, all season 3b, scott and lydia, all the girls with each other.. i love it. too many times tho it "wasn't enough" and only romantic love worked which SUCKS. in 6a i was so happy scott went in to try and remember stiles and the memories hit me right in the heart. then when it "wasn't enough" i was SO pissed and frustrated goddammit. i guess that leads me to the next point-

ships, should i talk about ships? i don't want hate in my asks but oh well it's been a few years maybe there's no fandom to care. I'll start with the end

malia and scott. what. the. fuck. when, out of fucking no where, they had like a lingering look or something i was just "nope. no thanks". and then every scene they had together i had to cover my eyes bc it felt so wrong and bad and awkward. jesus. no build up at ALL, they're like family, i just. ew. no. it felt way too much like "oh we gotta pair off the leftovers" or "the main character can't end up single" well guess what, he fucking can. it was. god. i can't even explain the disgust. when he needed to heal and all she had to do was kiss him ugh. it felt so fake and empty of meaning. i would 100% prefer for it to be stiles (I'll get there) or his mom who snapped him out of it.

melissa and chris, i could get aboard with that. def cute, def weird af since his dead daughter was dating her son but, well.

stiles and lydia is a ship i have conflicting feelings about. i absolutely hate the concept of "the nerd" is in love with the popular girl since freshman year and he's borderline being a creep ("oh but it's stiles! he's a dork and he's harmless" no.), completely obsessed with her and she ignores him but then they end up getting together.. i mean, it sends a bad msg to obsessed boys about how it's worth it in the end, and it makes the whole relationship feel unbalanced from the start, makes her reciprocation feel unatural. BUT, i have to admit the show did kinda make me warm up to this ship by the end, curse them. it was kinda cute. i wish there was more mutualness before it became such an important part in 6a tho.

just gonna put it out there: malia/kira and lydia/allison. i wish we saw more girl on girl interactions in general but the ones we had were very good, great dynamics.

i won't get too much into it but i.. i don't ship st*rek. i understand why they're the biggest ship (two white hot boys that interact with each other, i mean.), and i see the couple of fan service-y moments the show throws at us but just. they don't have my heart, i don't really care about them. not the characters, the characters i absolutely love! (tho this watch i skipped most of season 1 and 2 and 3a and i think that's where derek is the most asshole.. didn't he do really bad things? idr) idk if you want a bad character on the way to redemption with someone you should ship liam and theo who had way better shippy chemistry imo, even tho their ship probably wouldn't be healthy given their dynamic history, huh.

the ship that does owns my heart? scilies. I'm a softy when it comes to best friends to lovers, and their bond and relationship is just. so. pure. don't get me wrong, i love me a good platonic relationship, but there was just one to many homoerotic interactions between them for me not to ship it, hard. (not to be that person but my guess is that if Scott was white it would have been a way bigger ship, but who knows?) i love their love, i love they would do anything for each other, and i feel like there were a bunch of very missed opportunities for them in later seasons :(

so representation. this feels like a show that is trying to be Woke TM but it's not going so well. the main character is supposedly latino but it's never ever addressed. idc about "oh we want a world without prejudice" you can still fucking address it. i mean they went to Mexico a couple of times, stiles keeps saying "Mexican cousin" i mean. god. give us something. did i mention scott was told he'd make a great "nazi youth" ..

and you don't need to be a genius to see the most characters are very white or at least very white passing. and when you don't address their non whiteness they might as well be..

i already mentioned how poorly i feel kira was treated, but also mason, who is a wonderful character, gets no depth? we know nothing about him other than being gay and smart pretty much.

i also spoke about the women already but, they were really really great women characters, but not enough of them, not enough that lasted.

there's not much to talk about disability bc it just wasn't on the show. the only blind character was healed which. /: same with epilepsy and asthma..

i think the show is probably very proud (ha) with their LGBTQ+ rep bc they're like "oh let's make this insignificant couple gay bc hey nbg". examples are lydia's grandma, La Bete and marcel, i think nolan and jiang were exes and then nolan and gabe were a thing? idr if it was explicit. the couple of girls in the tent.. probably a couple more. it's nice, def better than all random couples being straight but that's not satisfying as rep.

Danny was great. i think he and ethan were.. cute? i think he was awesome, i loved danny so much and was very excited to learn he KNOWS at the end of season 3 and was waiting to see him join the pack. instead he fucking disappeared?! wtf. #WhereDidDannyGo

brett was cute rep, especially being bi but i feel like it could go into the insignificant pool which, again, is better than nothing.

mason and corey i just don't have strong feelings about. they were definitely cute and I'm glad they were together, i love mason A Lot. i think this relationship could be explored more, or at least the characters could be explored more to give this relationship more depth.

very interesting how there's no wlw canon couple, not even hinted. just fan servicey hot malia kira dance which /:

not to mention transgenderness. god can you imagine the interesting plotline of transitioning while being a werewolf 0:

i think the rep i was most happy about was ethan and Jackson. even tho i don't think there was build up or clues in the first couple of seasons, I'm happy for the actor who i know was struggling with coming out publicly, and it was very fun and refreshing for the ending. even if we got very few scenes with them the dynamic was 10/10

the biggest problem is obviously stiles. i just don't understand why, if they're so supposedly progressive, they went to that length to queerbait without following through. the whole gag of wanting to be attractive to danny and to gay guys, the whole "aww danny want to have sex with me that's so nice", the whole "do you like guys too?". it's a gag. his alleged bisexuality is the butt of a joke, and it pisses me the fuck off. they don't have to make it a big deal or have him get a bf for it to be official. it wasn't subtle subtext. it was a CHOICE. to put a spotlight on his sexuality but not deliver. -100/10 would not recommend.

also they could talk about his mental health more.

and about Scott's, please and thank you.

and everyone's.

i had some more feelings, like villains changing sides without getting a proper redemption and having no consequences, the wholesomeness of the sherriff and mellisa being each other's kids second parent eichen house (wtf??), and more, but i think i wrote enough for now.

tl;dr- good show with A Lot of problems, will always have a place in my heart bc I'm a nostalgic gal.