#wrote this in two parts. first part for my ex girlfriend and the second part for my ex boyfriend

[milkyspine]

[writetheidea]

Shadows of the past

Hello, I made this blog solely to publish this fan fiction I wrote because the idea for the plot has been tugging at the back of my mind for months. I tried requesting it from a few writers but since they didn’t write it I remained unsatisfied. Then I remembered I also do have the ability to write.

This was thought of as a one shot. Upon receiving positive feedback and requests, a second part has been written.

Part 2

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x named!female character

Plot: Oscar's new relationship is strained by his family's constant reminders of his ex, Lily, and he fails to notice how this is affecting his girlfriend.

Tag: angst, hurt/no comfort, sad ending.

Word count: 2989

Disclaimers: english is not my first language - I feel like you could tell from my writing style - so I apologize if some of the sentences structures are off, or if I use outdated or inappropriate-for-the-context words, I used a synonym dictionary to try and stop myself from repeating the same words, I still did do that though. I also haven’t written any work of fiction since I was a teenager, so this could be bad, I just had a need to get this fan fiction out of my brain. And once I wrote it, it felt like a waste to keep it on my laptop.

The new girlfriend has a name as I wasn’t able to write this without a name, I apologize, I made it a shorter name so it can be skimmed over. There is no physical description of them.

I would like to explain that I do not think that Oscar's family would behave this way. This idea came from watching Nicole's interview in which she spoke highly about Lily and an unrelated conversation that day about families still speaking about and with ex-girlfriends.

Oscar sat in his motorhome, absentmindedly scrolling through social media notifications and posts. He wasn’t really paying attention to them. His mind was already on the track, anticipating the feel of the car and revising the strategies for the weekend. But, even as he tried to focus on the race ahead, something distracted him at the back of his mind. Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on yet, something that had been running in his head for weeks.

Across from him, Mia sat quietly, going through her phone, though he knew it wasn’t holding her attention either. She hadn’t said much all day, her silence stretching thin between them like a thread on the verge of snapping. It wasn’t like her. At least, it wasn’t like how she used to be. When they first met, Mia had been a burst of energy, her laughter infectious, her smile like a safe heaven that had pulled him out of the chaos of being a public figure. But now… something had changed.

"Oscar, did you hear what I said?" Mia’s voice was soft, almost hesitant, her eyes searching his face for any sign that he had been paying attention to what she had been saying. But he hadn't.

Oscar blinked, eyes tearing away from his phone. "Sorry, darling. What did you say?"

Mia smiled, a small, strained smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "I was asking if you wanted to go out for dinner later. You know, somewhere quiet, just the two of us. I found this place…"

Oscar nodded absentmindedly, his attention already drifting away. "Yeah, sure. Sounds good."

Mia noticed his lack of attention, but she didn’t press the issue. She had grown used to his distracted responses over the past few months, so she just sat there, her fingers gripping her phone a little too tightly, and the silence between them growing heavier. It had been like this for a while now—Oscar lost in his racing, and Mia fading quietly into the background, unnoticed.

It wasn’t always like this. There was a time when his attention had been solely hers, when Oscar had looked at her with the kind of focus he reserved for the track. Lately, though, she had started to feel like she was slipping out of view, like she was losing her place in his world. And Oscar, so wrapped up in his career, didn’t see it. Not yet.

-----

It had started subtly, in ways Mia hadn’t been able to notice at first. When she had met Oscar, she knew this relationship wouldn’t have resembled her previous ones; she was stepping into a world of fame, pressure, and expectations. But she had been prepared for that—at least, she thought she had been.

The first time she had met Oscar’s family had been over a casual dinner. Nicole had been polite, her eyes studying Mia a little closely but never purely cold. And then there were his sisters, who seemed stuck between curiosity and indifference, their questions friendly but calculated.

It wasn’t until halfway through the meal that Mia first heard the name.

“Do you remember when Lily got us pizza in Monza?” Hattie had asked with a deliberate tone, her gaze flickering toward Oscar.

Mia had frozen for a second, her fork suspended midair. Lily. She had heard the name before, of course, Oscar had talked about her, the ex-girlfriend who had been with him through his early career. Mia hadn’t worried about her, assuming she was just part of his past.

“Oh, yeah,” Mae chimed in, laughing. “From that little family-run restaurant, right? God, I miss that place.”

Nicole smiled, her eyes lighting up. “Lily was always so thoughtful. She always knew how to make us feel at home, no matter where we were.”

Mia’s chest tightened, the casual and affectionate mention of Lily, compared to how she had been addressed throughout the evening, slicing through the conversation like a shard of ice. She forced herself to smile, to nod along, pretending it didn’t bother her. But it did more than she wanted to admit.

Oscar had shifted uncomfortably beside her, clearing his throat. “Yeah, Lily was great” he had said quickly, then tried to change the subject. But the damage was done. The ghost of Lily hung over the rest of the evening like a shadow, lingering at the edges of every conversation and Mia’s mind.

-----

As the months passed, Mia couldn’t shake the feeling that she was living in someone else’s place, that no matter how much Oscar claimed to love her, no matter how much she tried to integrate herself into his life, she was no comparison to Lily. It wasn’t that his family was blatantly rude towards her, they were kind, but there was a warmth in their voices when they spoke about Lily that they didn’t extend to Mia.

Every race weekend, every family gathering, even every private moment with Oscar was tainted in her mind by the weight of someone else’s ghost.

It wasn’t until one afternoon in Monaco, when Mia stumbled across the ring, that the full weight of it hit her.

She had been tidying the bedroom while Oscar was out, taking advantage of the free time to clean the apartment, cleaning up a drawer of old clothes when she found it—a small, velvet box. Her heart had skipped a beat as she opened it, revealing a stunning diamond ring.

Her breath caught in her throat.

She wasn’t unrealistic, Mia knew this wasn’t meant for her, her relationship with Oscar still too young to warrant a proposal. No. This ring wasn’t for her. It had been bought for someone else. For Lily.

Mia closed the box with trembling hands, her chest tightening as the realization washed over her. Oscar had been planning to marry Lily. He had been ready to propose, to make her his wife, to share his life with her in a way that as of lately Mia wasn’t sure he would ever want to with her.

She had never brought it up to Oscar. She couldn’t. How could she confront him about something like this? How could she admit that she had found evidence of a future he had once planned with someone else, a future that might have happened if things hadn’t fallen apart between them?

From that day on, the weight of it pressed down on her like a constant reminder. She tried to ignore it, to push the self doubt away, to remind herself it was all part of the past. But every time Oscar’s family mentioned Lily, every time they talked about her like she was still part of their world, Mia felt herself slipping further away from the confident, energetic woman she had once been.

-----

The Monaco GP was supposed to be a new start. Mia had somewhat convinced herself that her doubts were unreasonable, that her presence in Oscar’s life was concrete. She had been trying so hard to convince her mind, to smile through the subtle slights, to act as if Lily’s constant presence in conversations didn’t bother her. But Monaco was different. Monaco was where everything changed.

The paddock was buzzing with energy as usual, the yachts in the harbor reflecting the morning sun. Mia stood beside Oscar, her hand in his as they made their way through the crowd. Fans called out to him, snapping photos, but Mia barely noticed. Her attention was elsewhere—on the small group standing near the McLaren garage.

There stood Oscar’s family. And Lily.

Mia felt her heart skip at the sight. Lily was just standing there, laughing with Nicole, looking as comfortable and at ease as she had in all the stories Mia had had to listen to in the past months. She was so effortlessly beautiful, with an air of confidence that Mia had always admired but now found unbearable.

Nicole’s eyes found Oscar, lighting up as she waved him over. “Oscar, darling! Come say hello.”

Mia felt herself stiffen, her stomach twisting into knots. Oscar hesitated for a moment, glancing at Mia before offering her a quick, apologetic smile. “I’ll just be a minute,” he murmured, squeezing her hand before walking over to his family. To her.

Mia couldn’t bring herself to do anything but watch as he greeted them, his interactions with Lily casual but friendly, too friendly in her doubt filled mind. It was like watching him slip into an old role, a role he played with ease, with a counterpart Mia couldn’t quite replace.

They talked for what felt like hours, though it had only been minutes. Mia stood there, frozen as her heart pounded in her chest as she watched Oscar laugh at something Lily said, as his mother beamed at them, as if this was how things were supposed to be. As if Mia was the outsider, the intruder in a story that had never been hers to begin with.

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That night, the silence in their room was deafening.

Oscar had been talking about the race, but Mia hadn’t been able to focus. She hadn’t really said much all weekend, her responses short and her mind elsewhere.

“Mia?” Oscar called, his brows furrowed as he looked at her. “Is everything okay?”

She just stared at him for a moment, unsure of how to put her thoughts into words, unsure of how to explain the feelings that had made a home in her mind. “Oscar… Do you ever think about her?”

He frowned, confused. “Who?”

“Lily,” Mia whispered, voice barely audible. “Do you still think about her? About… what could have been?”

Oscar blinked, startled by the question. “Mia, no. Of course not. I’m with you now.”

She shook her head, as she fought her anxiety and tried to gather the courage to say what had been haunting her mind for months. "You say that, Oscar, but… it feels like I’m always competing with her, against her presence in your life. And I don’t know how to stop feeling like I’m constantly fighting against someone who’s not even here anymore."

Oscar’s expression softened as he stepped toward her, one of his hands reaching out to gently cup her face. "Mia, you are not. I don't think about Lily like that anymore. That part of my life is over."

"Is it?" Mia’s voice cracked, her eyes searching his for the reassurance she so desperately needed. "Because I’m not sure your family feels the same way. They still talk about her, still invite her to races. Nicole talks about her like she could still be a part of your life, like she is supposed to be a part of your life. And Oscar… I found the ring."

Oscar’s hand dropped from her face, his eyes widening in shock. "What ring?"

"The one in your drawer," Mia said, her voice trembling. "The engagement ring. The one you bought for her."

Oscar froze, his breath catching in his throat. "Mia… I didn’t mean for you to find that. I—I should have gotten rid of it a long time ago."

"Why didn’t you?" she asked. "Why didn’t you get rid of it if you had moved on? You kept it, Oscar, that has to mean something. And every time she is brought up, every time I notice her presence still somewhat in your life, I feel like I’ll never be good enough. Like I’m standing in her shadow, no matter what I do."

Oscar sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Mia, I didn’t keep the ring because I still have feelings for her. I kept it because… I never knew what to do with it. You are right, I did want to propose to Lily at some point, I couldn’t see that our relationship was dying, I was trying to deny it. But I didn’t propose in the end. I realized it wasn’t right. I never told you because I didn’t want to hurt you."

Mia hugged herself, staring at the floor. "But it does hurt now, Oscar. And it hurts every time they bring her up, every time they talk about how perfect she was, how much they loved her. It feels like I’m just… filling a spot that’s still meant for her."

Oscar stood up and reached for her again, his voice carrying an underlying urgency. "Mia, you’re not filling a space. I love you. I want to be with you. I thought you knew that."

"I thought I did too," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. "But… I don’t know anymore. And I feel like I’m losing myself trying to live up to the memory of someone I’m not while you didn’t even notice how much it’s been affecting me."

Oscar’s heart sank as he took in her words, the weight of his and his family’s actions finally settling on his shoulders. He had known that they still cared for Lily, but he hadn’t understood how much it had been hurting Mia. And he hadn’t noticed how distant she had become, how her bright light had started to dim under the constant comparisons.

He sat back down, hands resting in his lap as he stared at the floor. "Mia, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize… I didn’t know it was this bad."

Mia took a deep, shaky breath, tears staining her face. "You didn’t. I don’t know if I can keep doing this, Oscar. I love you, so much so that I have been willing to hurt myself to be with you, but I can’t keep feeling like I’m not enough. Like I’ll never be enough."

Oscar looked up at her, desperation in his eyes at the implications of her words. "You are enough, Mia. You’ve always been enough."

She shook her head, wiping her eyes. "If I was enough, your family wouldn’t still be holding onto Lily. They wouldn’t be talking about her like she’s still the one for you… They wouldn’t make me feel like I’m always in second place in a one person competition."

Oscar felt his throat tighten, his guilt and frustration rising to the surface. He had been so focused on his career, on the races, that he hadn’t noticed how much this had been affecting Mia. And now, standing in front of him, she looked so lost, so hurt, that he wasn’t sure how to fix it.

"I’ll talk to them," he said, his voice firm. "I’ll make sure they understand. They can’t keep doing this to you—to us. I’ll set boundaries. I don’t want to lose you, Mia."

Mia’s gaze softened for a moment, but the pain in her eyes was still there. "It’s not just about them, Oscar. It’s about how I’ve been feeling invisible, like I don’t matter as much in your life. I don’t know if talking to them will change how I feel about myself now. I don’t know if it’ll be enough to fix this."

Oscar’s heart clenched. He could see the cracks in their relationship now, the ones he had been too blind to notice before. And he realized, with a sinking feeling, that this wasn’t something he could just fix with a few words or promises. This was deeper.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked quietly, his voice almost breaking. "Tell me what I can do to make this right."

Mia stood there for a long moment, staring at him, the weight of the decision she had come to after months of suffering heavy on her shoulders. She loved him, she had given everything to this relationship, but the constant reminders of his past with Lily had killed her confidence, her sense of security.

"I think…" she began, her voice shaky, "I think I need some time. Time to figure out if I can keep doing this, if I can keep being in this relationship without losing myself further."

Oscar felt a chill run through him at her words. "Mia, please don’t say that. Don’t say you’re leaving."

"I’m not leaving," she clarified, though the look in her eyes betrayed her uncertainty of their future. "But I need space. I need time to think about what’s best for me, because right now… I don’t feel like I’m good for you. And I don’t feel like this is good for me."

Oscar’s chest tightened painfully as he stepped toward her, his hands trembling as he reached for hers. "I love you. I don’t want to lose you."

Tears spilled from Mia’s eyes again as she looked down at their hands. "I love you too, Oscar. But love isn’t enough if I don’t feel like I belong in your life. If I don’t feel like your family accepts me. Like I can accept myself."

He swallowed hard, fighting his own tears. "I’ll make them understand. I’ll fight for us."

She pulled her hands away gently, taking a step back. "I need to fight for myself first."

Oscar felt the floor drop from under him as Mia turned toward the door. She paused for a moment, her hand resting on the doorknob, before looking back at him with tears in her eyes.

"Please don’t hate them," she whispered. "I know they didn’t mean to hurt me. But… they did. And I don’t know how to fix that."

And with that, she slipped out of the room, out of the apartment, leaving Oscar standing alone, silence deafening around him. The weight of his family’s actions, of his own inaction, pressed down on him.

He had always thought he could balance everything—his career, his family, his relationship—but now, as the door closed behind Mia, he realized that he had been wrong. He had been so focused on winning races, on making his family happy, that he hadn’t seen the cracks forming beneath the surface of his relationship and in the heart of the woman he loved.

And now, he wasn’t sure if he would ever get her back.

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JJK SMAU RECOMMENDATIONS ! PART 2 !!

Hello everyone!! I finally got around to do part 2 of jjk smaus!! hope y'all enjoy it and again all the credit for the works goes to the amazing authors who made them, and if you wrote any of these and are seeing my post: AAA Thank you for the great content!!! ≧◡≦<33 keep being amazing!! (part 1 here!)

(Completed: ✿)

(On going: ★)

･:*SMAU SERIES! :

SpellBound / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// By no means did you hate soulmates, you just hated that he was your soulmate. not like megumi was ecstatic that he was your soulmate either. but that’s fine, both of you found someone else to keep you company.

Show Me How / Yuta Okkotsu x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// What happens when fans catch you eyeing yuta on your friends stream? could it be something more?

Soft and Lightweight / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// In which megumi confesses to his sister's best friend after accidentally drinking at a party and how they try to go back to their original relationship afterwards. However, no matter how much they try to ignore each other and act like everything's okay, the awkward tension and growing heartbeats cannot be hidden.

You Always Had Me / Gojo Satoru x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// what would you do if your hot best friend agreed to fake date you to make your ex-boyfriend jealous? Will it ruin your friendship or will it prevail into something more?

≡Open Chat ≡Open CH / Gojo Satoru x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Two streaming groups are introduced to one another through their chat and find out they happen to go to the same university. When they decide to collaborate an interesting bond begins to form between two individuals. When the internet is involved within your love life it’s natural that things begin to turn rocky, especially when the two has a not so cute background following them.. how do they get their name out there and release to the media that things aren’t as they seem? or how do they do they come to terms that they’ve became closer then they’ve realized.

Fashion Flirt / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// You’re a fashion student in your first year of college, beginning the end of 2nd semester project, which just so happens to be designing a collection of 3 outfits to be modeled at a fashion show in late May. Your classes host model auditions for designers like you to go pick your models. While everyone is able to write down a max of 20 people, there’s one boy that catches your eye you hope ends up in your final 3.

Sleepless Nights / Yuta Okkotsu/Toge Inumaki x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Your second year of high school was supposed to be as boring as every other year, and for a while, that's exactly how it was. But an unexpected encounter with a mysterious boy one night suddenly makes your life more interesting.

Falling for you (and your streams!) / Megumi Fushiguro x Reader ★

･:*synopsis// Yn, a streamer who is roommates with Maki, Toge and Yuta, meets Maki's girlfriend on a certain stream. But what happens when Yn catches the eye of Nobara's best friend?

Flirting and Caffeine / Nanami Kento x Reader ✿

･:*synopsis// where yn, a newly hired barista (thanks to her brother) who also happens to master the reversed curse technique, meets Nanami Kento, a grade 1 sorcerer who favours the specific cafe that yn has started working at. He suddenly favours that cafe a little more than usual.

･:*SMAU ACCOUNTS! : 

@lilsillycat

@saintkaylaa

@inmaki

@threewholeants

That's it!! if y'all would like me to do another part, please let me know!!!

check out all the accounts i tagged! i love their content and i'm sure you will too<3

thank you for reading ♡( •ॢ◡-ॢ)✧˖° ♡

( All the credit of the smaus goes to the accounts who made them! : @4phskingdom @strawberri-elixir @bryngmemoney @wmuffy @satoluv @bbunisre @satcrvz @todayisawthewhxlewxrld )

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IMMA WRITE SOME FANFICS!

So imma try and write some more fanfictions soon. Attempt is the correct word becuse my ADHD is a bitch. But I was wondering which of my Au's you'd like to see written about first. Imma share the ones I like the most below and if you guys have a specific interest in one, please Comment the ones you'd like to see. I'll set up a Pole to have people vote on based on which Au's have the most people interested and work from there.

Now for the aus, I'll write the name of the au and description so you know what I'm talking about.

1) Taking What Is Forbidden (Continuation)

I already wrote two chapters for this but I have a few ideas I could expand on after, but in summery, An Eden au where Adam eats the apple of knowledge on purpose to find a way to make Lucifer fall in love with him, (or straight up force his angel in to isolation with him) resulting in them both falling. Heavily implied Yandere Demon King Adam vibes.

2) Operation Replace Lilith AU

Adam dies and goes back in time to the day he was created and has the brilliant idea of seducing Lucifer in order to get Lucifer to take him to hell Instead of Lilith, and not have the same death he had in his last life (Lucifer beating the shit out of him and then being stabbed by Nifty.) Too bad he's bad at flirting and Lucifer is accidently great at it. And now he may have to accept the fact he's not so straight.

3) Paradise Found au

Michael and Lucifer switch roles, and Michael ends up going to hell with Lilith, while Adam, after his death, ends up married to Lucifer in heaven since Lilith was sent to purgatory. He's still an exterminator in this time lone and Lucifer is part of the High Angelic Council. They have two daughters (Lute and Charlie) who are both working along side them and they have found their happy ending... Till Emily, the daughter of Michael and Lilith shows up with her plans for "redemption" and Charlie's missing girlfriend. Then everything the two built falls apart in ways they can't control.

4) Lucifers Labyrinth AU

Adam is a single dad of 4 kids who are very irritated at him when he misses a big school event. After a big argument, one of the kids make a wish that end up sending the four kids and Adam to the demon realm. The king of the realm, Lucifer, makes a deal with Adam that if he can make it to the center of Lucifers very very large labyrinth and get his kids to forgive him, he will let Adam take them home. But if he fails, he and the kids would be trapped in the Demon Realm forever. Turns out, Lucifer just had a crush on Adam and wants to convince him to stay willingly but doesn't understand humans well.

5) Charlie is The DM Au (Multiple Ships in this)

Basicly, Sinner Adam, Lucifer, Vaggie, Husk, and Angel play DND with Charlie as a bonding exercise every week. They each have their own characters and get to tell a fun story full of weird interactions and funny dialogue, but all while telling a good story that helps them with their real life problems in hell too. Alastor joins soon to cause even more problems in game. (May actually make Character sheets for everyone to share in case you like them)

6) Mafia Bodyguard Au

Another Single father Adam au, where Adam is struggling with a group of kids (under the age of 10k after his wife Eve died. He is Ex military and is too filled with PTSD and stress to figure out how to survive as he is. Luckily his ex wife, Lilith, comes to see him at a bar and offer him a job working for her second Ex husband as a bodyguard to their child, Charlie. In doing so he'd get free housing, schooling, medical increase, food, and even a fully bullet proof car. All Adam has to do is work for the Morningstar Mafia. Oh, by the way, her ex husband is the leader of said Mafia. Adam accepts for his kids sake, and shit goes crazy from there

7) She's Just a Baby Au

(also known as I'm Just A Man Au)

During the war between Heaven and hell, Adam is told by Sera that Lucifer and Lilith had created a nephilim. An abomination that, according to the higher angels, will spell misfortune for Heaven and Hell, and sends Adam on a secret mission to destroy this monster. When Adam gets there during a battle outside of Lucifers castle, he finds the monster in question and realizes it's just a baby, a demon like baby, but still a baby. He tries to bring himself to kill her and can't, and instead protects her till Lucifer comes back. Lilith dies in the battle sadly, so now Charlie only has her father. But Adam, now breaking heavens orders a second time, knows he can't go back. So Lucifer lets him stay. The two raise charlie together.

8) Testing Love Potions Au (One Shot)

Velvette was making a love potion in her office during an extermination, only for Adam to slam in to her office, preparing to killed her. To defend herself, Velvette broke his mask and hit him in the face with a love potion. And before he can open his eyes, she escapes. Adam sees Lucifer on a billboard and instantly is stricken with love. Chaos happens. And Lucifer is VERY confused. Especially since his wife just left him last year to go to heaven.

So please do tell me your opinions! Tell me which ones you'd like to read first! I hope to do all of them, but I gotta start so where!

[outsideratheart]

What’s Love Without Tragedy (Alex Scott x reader)

A/N: This one is for @wosoobsessed I hope you like it and it has enough angst for you.

There is a difference between having something private and keeping something a secret. You knew this, your girlfriend at the time did not. At first it wasn’t an issue because the sneaking around was fun but then you told a select few you were dating and it gave you a taste of what it’s like not to hide. You knew you wanted the world to know Alex Scott was yours, if only she shared the same enthusiasm.

In the end, the secrecy was the demise of your relationship and you made the decision that, whilst you loved Alex with every fibre of your being, you couldn’t hide anymore. It wasn't an ultimatum but you thought she would choose you over public perception.

5 years past and you healed. Your heart wasn’t whole as a large amount of it belonged to Alex but you found to way to stay friends or as close to friends as two people can be with the past the two of you had.

The two of you had moved on but the past came back to haunt you and it did so at the hands of your ex girlfriend.

Alex Scott How (Not) To Be Strong. It is the book you should have read when the author gave it to you which now that you think about it was long before anyone else got a copy.

A few days after it’s release you found yourself the centre of attention. Looks are exchanged by your team mates but their gaze ultimately falls on you.

“Have you read Alex’s book?” Leah whispers closely as not to bring attention to the both of you. Deep down she knew the answer because one, you wouldn’t be this calm if you had and two, Alex would have told her your reaction.

“She’s keeps texting me about it but I haven’t had the time” just as you finish your sentence your phone goes off “this must her her again”

Leah watches over your shoulder. She sees the notification and it wasn’t from Alex, it was your mentions on twitter.

“I don’t understand” you whisper in disbelief.

Your twitter was flooded with details of Alex and yours relationship. You read anecdote after anecdote of moments with Alex but you didn’t understand how they knew.

“Her book” Leah answers your unasked question “this is why she wanted you to read it”

“Read it!” You raised your voice “she should have discussed this with me before writing it! This is just as much my story as it is hers. How dare she share these details with the world and not have the decency to tell me first” 

Given the change in team since your break up there was only a couple of players that knew about your relationship with the former gunner. The faces of those that didn’t know were priceless.

What was Alex thinking? She told you about the book and what it would be about but she failed to mentioned the part in the book about how she refused to put a label on her sexuality, the part which included how she fell in love with her Arsenal team mate.

In that moment, Colony was the last place you wanted to be and given the training was over you didn’t have a reason to be there for a second longer. With no see you laters or good training, you leave.

The days that follow are quiet as you only leave your house to train but it’s what you need. The time spent in your own company allows you think  about what you’re going to do. You can’t avoid Alex, well you could but it wouldn’t be professional.

Leah had told Alex about your reaction and much to the blonde’s disbelief as she thought you wouldn’t have minded. You always encouraged her to be her true self and that is what she is doing.

“Why didn’t you tell her what you wrote?” Leah spoke through the phone.

“I told her to read the book Leah” Alex, in her eyes, did the right thing. It wasn’t as if she was asking permission, she just wanted to know if she would need your forgiveness. Now it’s clear that is definitely the case.

“Alex you’ve handled this badly. You say you loved her and that you knew her in and out. If that is true then you know how she is hurting right now. You went behind her back and told the world the love story that belonged to the two of you”

“She isn’t answering any of my calls” Alex had tried numerous to call you after she saw the reactions fans had on social media and how they were calling you a hypocrite. You preached truth and honesty yet in their eyes you hid the biggest part of yourself.

“She isn’t answering anyone’s calls. The only time we see her is at training. I suggest trying to speak her after a game and hope she is in a good mood”

Alex took Leah’s advice and gave you space. A couple of weekends later she was covering an England friendly with the BBC and given that you were the captain she knew you would be there.

After the match you were given a headset that linked up with the BBC studios. It is then that you hear her voice and wish that Gabby Logan would the one to interview but the world wasn’t easy that way.

You keep your answers short and sweet not wanting to show too much emotion in your replies. Fury was building in your belly and you knew that now, on live tv, was not the time for you and Alex to hash things out.

“It’s always a pleasure speaking to you Y/N. I’ll let you get back to celebrating with the team” Alex waits to you reply, for you to say it nice to talk to her too only it doesn’t happen. You remove the headset, the only reply coming in the form of a nod and fake smile.

The pace in which you walk is slower than normal as you make your way around the stadium thanking the fans even stopping to sign autographs & take photos, anything that will delay you going back into that locker room because you know who will be waiting for you. So far the team hasn’t brought up your past relationship with their former team mate but the ones that knew about it, Lucy and Jill, they keep you close just in case you need them. It’s why when you enter the locker room you notice their faces first and the way their heads tilt towards the physio room.

“Y/N” Leah is the one to speak first and you shake your head “she just wants five minutes”

The internal battle you are facing must be evident on your face as Lucy comes over to you to offer you some reassurance.

“Do you want her to leave?” She doesn’t get a response, your focus is on the room which holds your ex girlfriend.

“I —“

“Y/N please” Alex feels all eyes on her as she walks through the locker room and towards you.

She reaches out for your hand and you hated how you body betrayed you. Her touch reminded you of home and for a brief moment you allow yourself to enjoy the feeling of her skin on yours. You were overwhelmed and you had been for the past few days, the only thing that has been on your mind is Alex.

“What do you want?” It was a stupid question one that didn’t need asking.

“To talk”

You gesture you hands in a way that tells her to go ahead.

“Not here”

“Why not? They all know about us now thanks to you. Me, meanwhile had to lie to them for years so I’m not hiding anymore. If you want to talk then talk but I’m not leaving this locker room” you sit down in your locker as a way to prove that you’re being serious.

Alex didn’t know what to do. She knew that this was the best chance she would get at talking to you but in front of your team mates and her past team mates, it wasn’t exactly ideal.

“I asked you to read the book”

Out the corner on your eye you see Leah bury her head in her hand and Lucy roll her eyes. Good, you think, it’s not’s just you that can’t believe this is how Alex is starting.

“Yes you did and in that message you could have told me you planned on exposing our relationship to the world but instead you to choose to keep it a secret. Then again you always liked your secrets, it’s what ended our relationship in the first place”

“That’s not fair. I was telling my truth“

“No, what’s not fair is for you tell the world about us without thinking of me at all. As for truth, I don’t know how you dare. It wasn’t just your story you were telling, it was ours”

That’s what it was; your story, the one you shared with her for many years.

“I have spent the past week reliving the past, all the moments that brought me the most happiness then caused me the most pain. You broke me Alex just like you did all those years ago”

The angry front you had put on came falling down with the last sentence you spoke. You were hurt that Alex didn’t think your relationship was important enough to discuss, instead she told the world as if it was nothing. On the top of that it led you to question your relationship: if Alex was comfortable enough to share her sexuality with the world now, was she back then but it was you who she was ashamed of.

You wasn’t aware you were even close to crying until you felt a tear fall down your cheek, one which you are quick to wipe away before anyone sees it.

“Alex I think it’s time you leave” Lucy comes to your defence. She knew this was a bad idea.

“No, I’m leaving. I’ll meet you all back at the hotel” you grab a jacket and leave the locker room.

Your head hangs low as you wander the halls that you hope will lead you back out onto the pitch. Just over half an hour ago you were on cloud nine having won with with the lionesses, now you feel broken and beaten. There was no light at the end of this tunnel, an apology would no longer fix this and you didn't know how you and Alex could move forward.

With the stadium empty you sit on the bench allowing your mind to wander but it goes no further than the brown eyed woman that you once loved with all your heart.

Alex faced the same fate. She never imagined that her book would cause this much fallout and she definitely didn't expect to lose you again but it was obvious now that she had made a mistake, one which has deeply hurt you. The eyes of your team mates burn into her and she cannot help but feel like prey that's about to get attacked by its predator.

"Do you know how hard it's been for her?" Lucy makes her way towards the retired player "She loves you Alex, always has and always will. The secrecy isn't the main problem here, it's the fact that you happily told the world now when you wouldn't before. You know Y/N doubts her worth and you have made that worse by doing what you did"

She hasn't even thought out that. Alex thought you were mad because she made a made a decision alone when she should have discussed it with you first.

"You should go find her" Leah suggests much to her team mates disagreement.

"No" Lucy interrupts.

"No Lucy. Despite Alex's actions and Y/N's words, this is between them and only them"

Alex sends the blonde a look mentally thanking her before walking towards the door.

"She'll be —“

"I know where she is" Alex says knowing full well the place you would have gone given where you are and she was right. She watches you from afar hoping that you will look over and give her some indication that you are happy for her to be there but you don't. Instead she sees you lean over with you head in your hands and seconds later your body starts to shake slightly; you were crying.

Wanting nothing more than to comfort you, Alex abandons her need for permission.

Your eyes are fixated on the green grass beneath you, that is until you view is obscured by a pair of trainers. What follows is something that always brings you comfort even more so by the person who does it. Alex’s hands begin rubbing circles over your shoulder blades and you're not sure if it your need to be held or the desire to be close to the brunette but your arms wrap around her waist. The close contact immediately steadies your breathing and the tears subside.

"Why did you do it?" you ask whilst keeping your current position.

It was a question that meant several different things. Why did Alex tell the world? Why didn't she tell you? Why now?

"I thought you would be happy"

"Alex I am happy that you're finally telling the world your truth but doing so by outing our relationship without talking to me about it first, why?"

Again it was another question.

"You didn't have an issue about people knowing before, in fact you told me you wanted the world to know so I didn't thing you would be so against people knowing now" rightly or wrongly, this is how Alex saw it.

"I'm not"

"Then why are you upset?

"Was I the problem? Did you not want the world to know that you were in a relationship with me?"

When you looked up at the older woman she sees the pain in your eyes and the toll the last couple of days have taken on you. The dark circles under your eyes were a give away that you hadn't been sleeping.

"Y/N I am not ashamed of you" Alex couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You're not?" she shakes her head "Then I don't get it Alex. When it was me and you, you didn't want anyone to know about us but now i'm out of the picture you want everyone to know. How do expect me to take that?"

"Back then it wasn't you, it was me"

What was that suppose to mean?

"You very confident and one of the best football players I have ever seen, you still are" your cheeks heat up a the compliment "You were open and honest but the biggest thing was that you were 8 years younger than me, I know you were mature but the age mattered. You became a fan favourite and I didn't want our relationship to tarnish your reputation"

"Alex I don't care what other people think"

"But I do or at least I did back then" Alex knew that she shouldn't have let other people affect her relationship but the thought of being the hot topic within the women’s football world scared her.

"It hurt being left in the dark about something this important. You told the world about us and I had no idea. I walked into Colney and I felt like a circus animal the way everyone was staring at me"

A small chuckle escapes Alex's lips before you had the chance to cover it.

"It's not funny"

The woman standing in front of you mumbles an apology.

"So you're not mad that everyone knows about us?"

"I'm not. It's what I've wanted for years. I'm mad that you didn't tell me you were going to do it, i’m mad that every one knows our story through your heartbreak and i'm mad that we couldn't do this earlier because if we did then I could still call you mine"

You couldn't help it, the last part just came out. It's as if you heart had taken the reigns.

"Y/N"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that"

But little did you know that is what Alex had been wanting you to say. She had wanted a second chance since the two of you broke up but she never thought it would happen. You continue mumbling as if the more you say the better it will be but that isn't the case, you are digging yourself a deeper hole but Alex doesn't care. You had given her hope.

She felt the overwhelming desire to kiss you whether this was the right time or place, she didn't care.

You are half way through your fourth attempt at apologising when you feel Alex's hand cup your cheek. Your head leans to the side slightly as you melt into her touch. The look in her eyes is recognisable but you hadn't seen it in a long time and you had missed it. Before you have the chance to stand to her level Alex leans down and kisses you. You grab her hips pulling her onto your knee as your lips move in sync. It’s like no time had passed but the passion that follows proves otherwise.

"I know that a lot has changed but I still love you and I hate that I let my own insecurities ruin what we had. I know I don't deserve it but I want you back" Alex stays sitting on your knee whilst her fingers player with the loose hairs at the nape of your neck.

"I won't be a secret Alex" it was you one condition. It had been a big issue in your relationship before and if there is a second chance of happiness then everything has to be out in the open.

"I want the world to know about us"

From that day on there was no secrets between the two of you and you were honest with your relationship. Your families, friends and the fans supported the two of you and for the most part the age difference never got brought up much to Alex's shock. 

[f1tales]

i was enchanted to meet you - cs55

i was enchanted to meet you || prologue

next part

pairing: carlos sainz x singer!ofc

summary: carlos and lennon meet in baku. everything changes after that.

author's note: i'm quite nervous to be posting this because it's the same trope as that's that me espresso. but i actually wrote this waaaaay before and i want to share it! it's part of a series, in my head at least. i haven't come anywhere near finishing but the vision is there in my head. this part is just the introduction to my ofc, hope you like it!!

faceclaim: none

Lennon Sage Abbott was eighteen years old when she released her first album, she named it Fearless. Not because she wasn’t scared of anything; she was. She was scared of many things. Like, telling her best friend she has a massive crush on him; telling her mother that she broke the expensive vase that her grandmother had gifted years ago; saying ‘no’ in general scares the hell out of her. We can go on and on; the list is endless.

She named the album Fearless cause for once in her life, she was saying everything she was afraid to say before. Except maybe about the vase; Lennon doesn’t think she’ll ever come clean to her mother about it. She confessed to her best friend that she thinks he’s better off with her and that she thinks his girlfriend is bad for him; although he will never ever know it’s about him. And if anyone asks, she’ll lie. She tells her mum about the best days of her life; tells her younger self that it’s not a shame to not have found true love at age fifteen and tells her red-headed friend Emma the same. She writes a song for her two best friends; Mason and Declan. She tells them about how proud she is of them; no matter how many setbacks they will face in their careers: because the walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down and the time will come for us to finally win.

She lashes out at her ex-boyfriend, the one she was with from age fifteen to sixteen. The one who promised her “forever & always”, but that never came. Who promised her he was her prince on the white horse (he wasn’t).  

To her parents, who strongly disapproved of Luke Hemmings. Yes, the Luke Hemmings from 5 Seconds of Summer. Lennon thought he was the one. She thought he was the love story she was looking for (he wasn’t). She just didn’t know that at the time.

So yes, for once in her life she feels fearless.

She feels like a new girl- no, a new woman when she comes off her Fearless tour. She’s working on her new album, Luke is long forgotten and for the first time in quite some time she has some time off. Her father had started his new job; his dream job. To work in Formula 1 was something Harry Abbott had dreamed about for as long as Lennon could remember. He wasn’t unhappy as physiotherapist for Chelsea FC, not at all. But Formula 1 is where he hoped to be one day.

So when Toro Rosso approached him for a job, the question was not if he’ll take it but when can he start?

Lennon was proud of him; he was following his dreams. Lennon herself didn’t care much for Formula 1. She’d much rather go and watch one of Mason’s matches; or Declan’s. Her brother Beckett however, was quite the opposite. Couldn’t care less about football and would much rather go watch cars go around in circles for about ninety minutes every Sunday.

However, Lennon is more than happy to accept her father’s invitation to come to a Grand Prix weekend. She hasn’t seen him in ages and would love to see him at work again. When Lennon was a little girl he used to take her to the training grounds in Cobham and just sit in a corner of his office as he worked. The players all loved her; sneaking in treats left, right and centre if they knew she was present. That’s how she met Mason and Declan. They played for Chelsea FC’s Youth Academy. To be honest, the two boys weren’t impressed with Lennon when they first met, but Lennon kept sneaking out of her father’s office to go and annoy the two boys. So much so that one day during the school holidays and Lennon couldn’t go with her father because she was home ill, the two boys couldn’t stop looking for her. Harry had to reassure them she was home with a nose cold but would be back to annoy them soon. Her words, not her father’s.

Anyway, we’re getting a bit sidetracked here.

It’s late April 2019 when Lennon’s life completely changes. When she is finally able to visit her father at his new job. In Baku. She hadn’t really heard of the city before, but she was happy to be there. Sorry, getting sidetracked again.

She watched the race; it was okay. She didn’t understand much of it. No, her life changes later that day. In the evening, to be more precise. She meets him in some nightclub in Baku. 

And everything changes. And nothing would ever be the same from that moment.

next part coming soon.

the divider is by @/enchanthings || original post

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for going no-contact with my ex a couple months after we broke up?

i (22nb) dated my girlfriend (26f) for nearly three years. we were long-distance, and i had intended on visiting her post-covid (we started dating in fall 2020). the relationship was great at first, messaging each other every day and being lovey-dovey. in december 2022, things began to fall apart. she told me that i would never be able to visit her or she would be able to see me due to her homophobic parents. i told her that really hurt because that was a huge part of starting the relationship, and i wasn't sure if i could be completely ldr. we didn't talk for a week or so after that.

while we weren't talking, things began to bubble up. i realized how she was using me almost exclusively as an erp partner/person to write her self-insert fanfics and used me as a bank when she wanted to spend money on nsfw art commissions instead of her phone bill (i had to really be on her about paying back $100+ before all this), and how the relationship was starting to fade compared to when we first started dating. i brushed this aside due to my own neurodivergency (bpd, among others) and the fear of abandonment.

fast forward to summer 2023. I'm on vacation visiting my uncles and having fun as it's my first time flying alone. i told my gf before this that i was going to be on vacation and busy during that time. during my time away, she messaged me asking to continue an rp we had done before the trip, saying "it only needs two more replies". i told her matter-of-factly that i was on vacation and didn't have the time. she accused me of being harsh and told me, "i could've just said no". i talked to my uncles about this, as it was upsetting me. they advised me that "a person can be in your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime," being that not everyone will be in your life forever. i took this in and decided it was time to break up with her.

we didn't talk for a few weeks after my trip until i decided to break up with her. while telling her i didn't want to be in a relationship anymore, she asked "will we still rp and write fics together?" it was clear where her priorities lay. i said yes, and that we could continue to be friends, just not dating. this was in july 2023.

now, up to september 2023. i wrote 100ish-word drabbles for kinktober instead of longer fics so i could balance it with my college course load. i shared the link to the beginning of the collection with my ex. she suggested i write 500 words for each day instead of 100. i asked why, and she said (her exact words)

"how are you gonna write a threesome in 100 words though? this convo we're having is at 65 words rn, that's over half your wordcount"

this upset me, and i had the urge to cut her all off and act self-destructively. i decided to instead calm down and not talk for a few days as i mentally sorted it out. a few days later, i civilly responded to her, saying

"what you said about not being able to fit a fic like that into 100 words really hurt ... all I have time for between responsibilities is 100ish words, and I chose to do that rather than abandoning kinktober ... if you’re that dissatisfied with my writing, you can find someone else to write your self insert fics"

she responds while i'm on voice chat with two different friends. she says,

"i'm not dissatisfied with your writing. i did not mean what i said that way. there's no need to be spiteful."

the spiteful comment completely threw me off, and i sent the screencap to said friends i was on vc with. my instinct was to respond civilly again, trying to patch things up. my friends acted like kronk's devil and angel on my shoulder ("no, no, he's got a point"), and i ended up blocking her on every platform instead of responding at all. i feel relieved that she's out of my life.

a month later, i checked my tumblr inbox for an ask from a friend. the second message in the inbox is clearly from her, but from a side account she denied having when i brought it up to her a year or so ago (the blog sent me a meme that she had shared on her main account so i wondered if it was her). it read (paraphrased),

"it's obvious you were never gonna work on that fic or rp again! you always had an excuse to push it off. i didn't matter when i was no longer your gf. you were a suffocating datemate, and i couldn't be gone for more than 10 min, but it was ok for you to not respond for hours!"

little note: i was a full-time college student working two jobs at the time. i had very little time to socialize on platforms like discord, and i took every opportunity i took. on the other hand, my ex was unemployed aside from occasional freelance writing, was not in education, and lived at her parent's house.

i deleted the message as she didn't deserve a response, nor did i want to make it public, but how our relationship ended still weighs on me. aita?

What are these acronyms?

[heartsoji]

"i'm sure. i promise."

suna rintaro x reader

summary: you're feeling a little insecure about you and rin's relationship. but who could blame you? you're at a party with a bunch of people you don't know and your boyfriend is catching up with an "old friend." that would be fine except for the fact that this so-called "old friend" is his ex and looks like she came out of a magazine.

hurt to comfort so its kinda angsty ig?? but not rly bc my heart can't take it lol

warnings: insecurities, body image, post time skip, mentions of alcohol

a/n: THIS IS MY WORK! TRANSFERRED FROM MY OLD ACC

a/n pt. 2: i wrote this at like 1am bc i woke up and this is low-key inspired by the dream i had hehe bc u should always follow ur dreams 😀👍

this. was. the worst.

to give a brief overview, you were at a club with at least a bajillion people because your boyfriend told you that it would be a "fun new experience." he gave you a kiss on the forehead upon seeing that you were nervous and the two of you walked in together.

now, you were sitting at the bar by yourself watching as another girl flirted with your boyfriend.

you were filled in on the backstory earlier. she went to inarizaki and she and suna dated for their first year and a small part of their second year of high school. she then had to move to the united states (specifically los angeles) and they ended up breaking up.

you had transferred to inarizaki in the middle of your second year, and you and suna started dating 3/4 through your third year, so you had never met her before. your classmates had never mentioned her before either. and when suna introduced you to the girl as his girlfriend, she shot you the nastiest glare before smiling sweetly at your boyfriend.

anyways, one thing led to another, and they got so caught up in chatting that they hadn't noticed how bored you were, nor had they noticed when you silently walked away.

after taking another sip of your drink, you let your eyes wander to the two of them.

a fatal mistake.

she was beautiful. no, stunning. no, show-stopping-looks-like-she-just-stepped-out-of-the-front-page-of-a-magazine-absolute-drop-dead-gorgeous was probably more accurate.

she was wearing a tiny black figure-hugging bodycon dress with a cutout just above her chest that looked amazing on her beautiful hourglass figure. she had platinum blond hair that was pulled up into a long high ponytail, big grey eyes, and shiny, clear skin.

you looked down at your own figure. then at hers. then back at yours. then hers.

though you knew it wouldn't do any good, your mind began to wander.

are these the kinds of girls rin likes?

she's so beautiful.. her waist is so tiny

i wish i could be half as pretty as her

what if rin still likes her?

what if rin doesn't actually love me..?

you knew that you needed to stop. you decided to slip out to get some fresh air.

you sat down on a bench at the park across the street (don't question why a place where children play is directly across from a club. just don't mention it) and inhaled the cool air. you were so relieved to be out of that club. so relieved that your eyelids began to feel heavy.

you awoke to a string of "ping! ping! ping!" rubbing your eyes sleepily, you opened your phone to see who would be texting you so urgently.

rinnie <3: where'd u go

rinnie <3: where r u

rinnie <3: hey bb where'd u go

rinnie <3: bubs?

rinnie <3: hey r u mad at me

rinnie <3: what did i do

rinnie <3: im sorry

rinnie <3: ok srsly where r u

rinnie <3: r u ok

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

rinnie <3: no srsly im actually worried where did u go

rinnie <3: BABE

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

There are 83 more messages from rinnie &lt;3. Click to continue!

oops.

you: sorry babe

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

you: i went outside for some fresh air

you: im at the park across the street

the club doors swing open and see your boyfriend's head furiously whipping around, trying to find you. when he sees you, he sprints over to where you're sitting.

"sorry babe." you apologize. "i didn't mean to worry you." you had never seen him look so frantic before.

"so you mean to say.." he starts before pausing to catch his breath, "that you thought that leaving without telling me and not responding to my texts wouldn't worry me?"

"i'm sorry." you say, before adding on a quick and quiet "to be fair though, you were having such a great time with ms. los angeles model that i didn't think that you would notice."

though it was quiet and muttered under your breath, suna heard it loud and clear. he sighed.

"look, we didn't break up because she was moving. we broke up because i was sick and tired of her nasty attitude. i just didn't want to be rude and say that in front of her. the only thing that's changed about her is that she's learned how to put a smile mask over her disgusting personality. a really phony one that's made out cling wrap with a sharpie smile and a bow."

you giggled slightly at this.

"look," he says softly, lifting up your chin to look you in the eyes. "you're the only one that i love. i promise, ok? you're so beautiful and sweet and it's crazy to me that god finally decided to give me some help and give me a chance with you."

he gave you a small smile.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so, so much."

and with that, he swooped you up in his arms bridal style and started walking.

"WOAH- rin where are we going?"

"home."

"but it'll take a while to walk home from here. shouldn't we just uber like we did here?"

"walking gives me more time to be close to you and talk to you."

"but you'll be walking while simultaneously holding me for a while."

he blinked. "i play professional volleyball. if you think that i can't take a walk home with my girlfriend in my arms, i'd honestly be pretty offended."

"right."

there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you.

"i'm sorry if i made you feel sad today, bubs. i love you so so much and i'll stop at nothing to make sure that you know that."

you smiled softly.

"that's what i like to see." he said, peppering ticklish kisses onto your neck to make you giggle a little.

"rin! stahahap-!" you giggle, trying to scrunch up and protect your neck.

"your laugh and smile are the two most precious things in the world."

you and rin talked the rest of the way home and he kept reminding you of how much he loved you.

when you finally got home, you asked him one final question.

"rin, are you sure that there's no more chemistry going on between you and ms. los angeles model?"

he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"i'm sure. i promise."

[noyatv]

𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐚| carlos sainz jr

carlos sainz x fem!reader

part 2 of start of an era

warnings: this is fiction, reader sings a lot of taylor swift songs, angst, carlos sliding in the dms, minor age gaps (conor/yn-3 yrs) (carlos/yn-3 yrs), reader is said to be (southern) italian-american (not that relevant to the story).

fc: varies

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ynbuscemi i remember 11 y/o me forcing my parents to put the fearless cd in. now, i get to sing with taylor. anyways, i'm announcing that midnights (late night driving edition) is now available on all streaming platforms, with 10 never before heard songs, including my personal favorite, style ft taylor.

landonorris: i wish someone would write songs about me ↳ynbuscemi wdym i wrote dorothea and seven abt you

taylorswift: we need to write more songs together

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On Monday, the world was rocked by the news of the breakup between 28-year-old Conor Kennedy and his 24-year-old girlfriend, Italian-American singer-songwriter Y/N Buscemi. The couple had been together for almost six years and was a favorite of the paparazzi and celebrity news outlets.

The news was even more surprising considering that Y/N Buscemi is friends with Kennedy’s ex-girlfriend, Taylor Swift. The two had met in 2012 when Buscemi was just 14 and Swift was 22. Kennedy was 18 at the time. It’s unclear exactly how they became friends, but it’s speculated that it was due to Buscemi's elder sister, Victoria, who may have introduced them.

This is not the first time the pair have broken up. In fact, they have broken up twice, the first time being back in 2016. Reasons for the first breakup are unknown, but some speculate that it was because of Y/N and Taylor's friendship, the latter of the two, not being comfortable about her friend dating her ex.

The second time, was because of scheduling issues back in 2018. Conor was finishing up his degree at Harvard, while Buscemi was writing songs for her, then, upcoming album, serpente, and was in the process of helping Taylor write songs for Lover.

Since the announcement of their breakup, Kennedy has been vocal about his desire to reconcile with Buscemi. He has made no secret of his feelings, posting several heartfelt messages on social media about how much he loves and misses her.

At this point, it’s unclear what the future holds for the couple. While Kennedy continues to express his love and longing for Buscemi, the public is left to wonder if the two will be able to patch things up. Only time will tell.

this took way too long and it made me wanna kms, there will be a part 2

[saltofmercury]

Hi! I have a curious ask. Feel free to tell me no though.

I saw this Tik Tok where this woman said she's 32 and never been in a relationship before (honestly it's me too) and everyone is either just flabbergasted by it or they don't believe her. And now I can't help but wonder what the boys of 141 would think.

(Doesn't have to be female for the reader though. I find it funny to see how others react 😂)

Please and thank you!

Hi babe, I think you wanted headcannons but I wrote this with gaz in mind 🫣

“First date”

“Shut the hell up.” 

You had been sipping your beer, playing 21 questions with Gaz and Soap. The childish game Soap had brought up to finally get Gaz to speak to you.

You peered from behind your pint, face clearly flushed, you could just feel it. The heat of embarrassment telling them out loud the reality of your love life.

Gaz looked at you, drumming his fingers on the sticky and tacky table. 

“You swear? Never been in any relationship?”

You nodded sheepishly, darting your eyes between both of them.

Soap had not stopped shaking his head, “Nuh uh I don't believe it for one second.”

Part of him was secretly pissed, now he couldn’t barrade you on your type of guy, or what your ex boyfriends had looked like or been like. 

“So what is it then? Is it because you’re picky?”

Gaz had taken a large swig of his beer, looking at you, then staring back at the foam around the rim of his cup.

“She’s lyin’ there’s no way…” Soap kept pushing your buttons trying to prolong how he was going to ask you questions.

“Go on then, tell us why you’re so picky.”

You finally looked up, a bit upset at it all. 

“Listen, nobody has ever asked me out. I’ve had some crushes here and there but I guess they never really liked me.” 

“THEY didn’t like you? Tossers all of them, I mean what's not to like?”

Gaz had spoke, eye contact on you, a little furious at what he had heard. 

Soap was smiling, cheesing so hard that Gaz had finally revealed a little bit of something. 

You guys had paid, walking back home, Soap pretending he wanted to go see some of the shops. He walked a little ahead, leaving you two alone. 

Gaz had started,

“Listen, I don’t think you should get down about it, there’s lots of people at your age where they haven’t met who they like.”

“I’m not sad about it Gaz,” you had exhaled, “it’s nothing new, I just think it’s annoying getting the response I always do.”

You knew what he was getting at. As if Soap hadn’t been telling you the past month about “what a cool guy he was,” “yeah he’s serious but I promise he blossoms once you get to know him”

He had shoved you playfully, attempting to make you feel better. 

“Come on then, tell me what you look for in a boyfriend – er or girlfriend.”

You had peered up at him, “I like people who are kind, genuine, who don’t mind talking about their feelings.”

“Uh huh, what else?” Gaz had felt like he could possibly get a little more.

“What would you say to first dates? Like where do you like to go?”

You looked at him, “I like arcades, and mini golf.” you raised your eyebrows at him.

“Arcades and mini golf? What a coincidence! Those are my favorites too!”

You laughed out loud. You knew Gaz didn’t like those things, those were things you did with Soap. It was so hard for him to just say it.

“If you’re gonna ask a loser like me, just ask me Gaz.”

He looked at you stunned, smiling sheepishly at you. He grabbed your hand interlocking his fingers, softly, before asking–

“Alright sweetheart, what do you say? You and me, Saturday night?”

[springsteenicious]

Pieces of a Harmony

part one of my draft clean out is chapter one of a fic I abandoned called Pieces of a Harmony! don't know why I called it that!

The original idea for this was to be a band AU. If anyone remembers when I was toying around with a fic called Add It Up, this is my restarted draft of that. But I don't where I was going with it and I have no idea what I'm doing with all the stuff I wrote for Add It Up. If you want to learn more about that fic, look at my tag for it.

In this story, Donna is marrying my OC Jack O'Connor (WTOE). Eric went to NYU and met the people he will later start a band with, and the character Jenna you will meet here is his intended love interest since Donna is married. Hyde and Jackie reunite at the wedding.

Word Count: 3,064

Pairings: Hyde/Jackie, Donna/Jack, Eric/Jenna

1985 

Hyde raised his hand to knock on the front door when Donna poked her head out the window right next to it. “Don’t knock!” she shouted. “I just painted the door.” 

He lowered his hand. “Okay. Can you let me in?” 

“Yeah, one second.” Donna went back in the window and a moment later, the door opened. Hyde went in. 

“How’s it going? Where’s Jack?” 

“Jack is figuring out what’s wrong with the bathroom sink. If you want to help him, follow the sound of angry Gaelic muttering.” Donna gestured vaguely up the stairs. 

Hyde nodded and went up, Donna behind him. “Everything else good? You like the house?” 

“Yeah, I do. I’m glad we’re moving in before the wedding. I would have been stressed the whole honeymoon if we still didn’t have a house.” 

“I’m glad you moved too, I was getting sick of having you in my apartment,” Hyde teased. He walked into the bathroom, where Jack was hunched by the sink, cursing at a pipe.

Donna touched his shoulder lightly. “What did I tell you about straining your leg?” 

He looked up at her. “That I shouldn’t do it?” 

“Mhm. Now stand up, Hyde’s gonna fix the sink.” 

Jack used the sink as leverage to stand up. Hyde took his place under the sink. "You got a wrench?" Donna handed him the wrench, and he sealed a loose pipe. "Try that." 

Jack turned on the sink, and the water came out. "Damn. I should just stop trying to fix things around the house, it never works out." 

"How's this: I'll fix stuff, and you can cook," Donna suggested with a smile. 

"I was gonna cook anyway," Jack said. "But that sounds wonderful, a chroí." 

"No one makes me feel more single than you two," Hyde said. "Anyway, I came to help you move in. And to tell you that Forman finally called me back and said he's coming to the wedding, with a plus one." 

Donna smiled. "Does he have a girlfriend? Boyfriend?" 

"No. He's bringing this girl from NYU who he's just friends with. He was very adamant about that on the phone." 

Donna laughed. "Same old Eric." She looked at Jack. "Did Emmeline ever call you back?" 

"Yeah. She said she can't make it. Her sister's pregnant and due around the time of the wedding, so she'll be in Truro with her sister." 

"I love it when you say Truro. Your accent just…" Donna shook her head, clearing the thought. She looked at Hyde. "Are you all packed?" 

"Yup. Finished this morning. I'm excited, I've never been out of the country." 

Donna and Jack were getting married in Ireland. Jack's whole family- minus his sister- lived there, so it was easier to get the whole O'Connor part of the wedding attendees there. Donna only wanted to invite her immediate family and friends, so she was fine with that. It would also be easier for them to get to their honeymoon destination in Italy. 

"Jackie's excited?" Hyde asked. 

"Out of her mind," Donna said. "She said she's been calling Jack's sister non-stop to figure out my bachelorette party. She wants it to be better than the last one." 

Hyde chuckled. "Of course." 

"You sure it won't be awkward?" Donna asked, not for the first time. 

Hyde gave her a look. "Jack's inviting your ex to his bachelor party. I can handle seeing Jackie for a few days." 

Donna turned on Jack. "I told you that you didn't have to invite him." 

"I wanted to," Jack said. "He's cool. Besides, he and Hyde are still friends. It'll be fine." He pressed a kiss to the side of Donna's face. "It's going to be great, and we're going to be married soon, and then we'll be enjoying kickass food in Italy." 

Donna smiled a little. "You always know what to say, Sunshine." Jack blushed a little. 

"Aww," Hyde crooned. "You have anything else you need me to fix?" 

They both looked back at Hyde. Jack nodded. "The water heater needs to be set up." 

"I'm on it." 

~

Hyde stood in the foyer of the O'Connor house, helping Donna greet people. Jack was catching up with his family. They'd offered to have everyone over for dinner the night before the wedding. 

The door opened, and Forman walked in. "Oh, thank God, I have the right house," he said. "Hi, guys!" 

Donna gaped at him. "What happened to your hair? I haven't seen you in five years." 

Forman's hair was much longer, falling to his chest. He'd started growing it out a few years ago. He opened his mouth to answer, but a woman pushed him aside so she could enter the house. "You're blocking the door, Forman." 

She had tan skin and short, wavy hair. She had a lot of piercings in her ears and she was wearing an oversized button-down over her Van Halen shirt. "Sorry," Forman said. He looked at Donna and Hyde. "This is Jenna Somers, a friend from college." 

She nodded. "What's up?" 

The door opened again, and Jackie walked in. Hyde hadn't seen her in five years. Her hair was longer, but she looked mostly the same. She went straight to Donna, wrapping her in a tight hug. "Donna! This is so exciting! You're finally getting married to a good guy!" 

"Rude," Forman said. "I'm a great guy. Just not right for Donna." 

Jenna shrugged. "You're a pretty okay guy." 

He frowned at her. "I should've brought Reese as my plus one. Reese would've been supportive of me." 

Jackie separated herself from Donna. "Where's Jack?" 

"Where do you think? He's in the kitchen." 

"I gotta go talk to him. We haven't seen each other in forever." Jackie flounced off to the kitchen. 

"They're friends?" Hyde asked. 

"Yeah. Jackie visited me a bunch when I was living in Yarmouth with him, they got along really well. He helped her after her last breakup." 

"She's dated other people?" Hyde asked, somewhat surprised. He knew it was outrageous to assume that she hadn't seen anyone else, but he hadn't heard anything about it. 

"I'm so confused, man," Jenna said. 

"It's soooo much to explain," Forman said. "Let's go find somewhere to sit so I can try and catch you up." The two of them left the room. 

The door opened again, and Midge came in with a man Hyde had never met. "Oh, hi, Donna! Hello, Steven. This is my boyfriend, Jon. I met him in California." 

"Nice to meet you," Jon said. He had wavy brown hair and a thick mustache. "Donna, is your dad coming?" 

"Yeah. He's, um… Not seeing anyone right now. So try not to rub it in his face, please, mom." 

"Why would I do that? I don't want to rub anything in his face, he's all oily." Midge smiled. "Where's Jack's mother? I wanted to talk to her, y'know, mother to mother."

"I don't know how well that's gonna go. She doesn't speak a lot of English. You're better off talking to Jack's dad." 

"But I don't want to talk to his dad, I want to talk to his mom!" 

"Why don't you go ahead, love, I'll be right there," Jon said, lightly pushing Midge towards the hallway. She walked off, leaving Jon alone with them. "I've learned to just let her do what she says she's gonna do. She figures it out eventually." 

"How do you manage to do it?" Hyde asked. Donna gave him a look. "It's a valid question, Donna, the woman can't follow a conversation for even a minute." 

"Patience. I just let her talk and support her ideas. And I love her a damn lot, which is really necessary at times." Jon focused on Donna. "So, what languages does your soon-to-be mother in law speak?" 

"Irish, Scots Gaelic, and Italian. Her father is Italian and her mother is Scottish, then they moved to Ireland when she was young, so she speaks a lot of languages." 

"I know a little bit of Italian, so we'll see how it goes," Jon smiled brightly, clapped Hyde on the shoulder, did the same to Donna, then walked down the hall. 

"He's definitely… a step dad kind of guy," Hyde said. 

"Shut up," Donna said, laughing. "We should probably make sure there are no major inter-family issues before the wedding." She walked after Jon, and Hyde followed her. 

~

"You're getting married! This is so exciting!" Jackie hugged Donna tightly from behind. Donna smiled. "And your marriage is gonna go so much better than mine, I can feel it." 

"No offense, but it would be really hard for my marriage to go worse than yours." 

"Oh, so Jack's not planning on running away to the Bahamas?" 

"I don't think so, no." 

"Then I can almost guarantee you won't get divorced." Jackie laughed. "I really am happy for you, though. Jack's a great guy, I can tell he really loves you." 

"Yeah. Y'know, I'm not even nervous," Donna said. 

"That's good." 

Meanwhile… 

Hyde and Cal were patting Jack's back as he nearly hyperventilated in the back of the church. "Man, what's wrong with you?" Cal asked. 

"Why is she marrying me? All I have to offer is disabilities. I get a beautiful, intelligent, wonderful woman and she gets a guy with one leg and PTSD. This hardly seems fair," Jack said. 

"Well, we should call the wedding off, then," Hyde said. "I mean, why would Donna almost marry you with that reasoning? And to think she really loves you." 

Cal took a less subtle route. "You're being a fucking dumbass. She loves you, PTSD and all. She wouldn't have said yes to the engagement if she didn't. And you're not less than any other guy 'cause of your disabilities, fuckwit." 

"Exactly," Hyde said. "My ex-wife was legally blind. She could still see, but… y'know, she wasn't allowed to drive." 

Jack chuckled. "Ah, so that's how you managed to get married." 

Hyde smiled. "See, you can do this. You love Donna, Donna loves you. Soon, you're gonna be married and you won't even be thinking about these worries you have now." 

Jack nodded. "Okay. Okay. I can do this." 

"That's the spirit!" Cal clapped him on the back. "And Hyde, save a dance for me after the wedding." 

"Of course. I'm gonna go find my seat." 

~

Eric sat next to Jenna in one of the church's pews. Jenna was wearing a black dress, and she looked beautiful. Eric wasn't about to say that to her, though. 

"Is it weird, being at your ex's wedding?" Jenna asked. 

Eric shrugged. "Not really. I'm happy for her. I'm glad I didn't marry her." 

"Me too," Jenna said. 

He snapped his head in her direction, about to ask what she meant by that, when the wedding procession music started. They all stood and turned to see Jackie walk down the aisle and stand on the opposite side of Jack and his sister Cal. Then Donna came down, wearing her mom's old wedding dress. She looked radiant, and she looked happy. 

Jack smiled brightly when she came up to meet him. Everyone took their seats again, and the ceremony began. 

Before Eric knew it, they were at the vows. 

"Jack… You brighten my life. You always know how to make me smile, and you know what to say when I feel down. You're my closest friend. You know me better than anyone else. I love every part of you, even the parts you don't love about yourself. I vow to love you for as long as we live." 

Jack was blushing deeply. "Donna, a chroí… I never believed I could fall in love again. Then you came and you showed me how wrong I was. I've never been happier about being wrong. You are an amazing person, inside and out. I love you no matter what. I love everything about you. I vow to love you for as long as we live." 

"You may seal these vows with a kiss," the priest said. 

They kissed, and the wedding attendees applauded. 

~

Hyde sat next to Jackie at one of the tables in the reception hall. Donna had placed them next to each other at her family and friends table. She and Jack were dancing together. Forman was talking to Jenna. Jon was leading Midge in a playful sort of partner dance.  Bob was leaning over to talk to Jack’s dad. 

Hyde turned to Jackie. “So, how have you been? It’s, uh… It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.”

“Oh, you know, divorced,” she said with an embarrassed smile. 

“Me too.” 

Her jaw dropped. “Really? Steven Hyde got married?” 

He rolled his eyes, but he smiled. “Yeah, yeah. We thought it was a good idea, then we ended it after a year. Her name was Ellis.” 

Jackie nodded. “Same. I really thought Liam loved me, then on our one year anniversary he ran away to the Bahamas. When he got back, we got divorced.” 

“He sounds like an ass. And he’s stupid for ditching you.” 

Jackie gave him a look. 

He gave her a look back. “Hey, you ditched me, remember? You left without letting me answer.” 

“I didn’t leave, though. And you had a second chance to answer when I came back.” 

“But I blew it, and now we’re here, so let’s forget it.” 

“Fine.” She stared at the dance floor, where couples were paired up. She turned to him and held out her hand. "Wanna dance?" 

He smiled. "Sure." 

He took her hand and they went out to the dance floor. He placed one hand on her hip, and she put her other hand on his shoulder. "I like your suit. You never had anything this nice when we were together." 

"Ellis was a fashion designer," Hyde explained. Despite being unable to tell velvet apart from polyester without her glasses on, she had loved designing. She'd designed many nicer clothes for him since he had so few. "What did Liam do?" 

"He was a writer. He was working on a book about vampires when we were together." 

Hyde laughed a little. "Vampires, huh?" 

She laughed too. "Yep. It was terrible. He'd read chapters to me once he finished them, and God, his writing was awful." 

"Well, good thing you're not Mrs. Vampire Book Guy anymore." 

"Yeah." She pulled him a little closer. "I just realized I missed you."

"Just now?" 

"Well, I wasn't thinking about it before. I guess I kind of forgot how much I like being around you. Just in general." 

Hyde stared at her for a moment. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I missed you too." 

The song changed from Something by the Beatles to You Make Me Real by the Doors. Jackie gasped and squeezed his hand. "It's our song!" 

"It is." Hyde lifted his arm and spun her, then brought her close to him when she came back. He had always liked dancing with her. Way more than he'd liked dancing with Ellis. She smiled through the whole song. 

~

Jackie got her coat and her keys, ready to leave. Steven jogged over to her. "Can I walk you to your car?" 

"Sure," she said. 

They left the reception hall and went out to the beat-down gravel parking lot. Jackie led him over to the car she'd rented for the trip. She was spending a few extra days in Ireland after the wedding, for her own enjoyment. She'd always wanted to see Ireland, and this was her chance. 

"I, uh… I had fun dancing with you today. Thanks for not making things weird between us," he said. 

"I had fun too." She twisted her fingers together. "And why should things be weird? We dated years ago. We're both over it. We can be friends." 

"Exactly." 

They stared at each other for a moment, then they both leaned in and kissed. They parted after a second. Then Jackie wound her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deeper kiss. His hands found her waist. They kissed as if it was the only thing in the world that mattered. 

He parted the kiss just enough to say, "Donna gave me a ride here, could I go back to the hotel with you?" 

She smiled. "Is that why you asked to walk me to my car?" 

"Maybe." 

She kissed him again. "Well, it's good you need a ride, 'cause I was gonna ask you to come back to the hotel with me anyway." 

His eyebrows rose. "Were you now?" 

"Yeah. If you want to." 

"Oh, I want to." As soon as he finished speaking, his lips were on hers again and Jackie couldn't think of anything else. 

~

Jackie cuddled against Steven in the bed of her motel room. She trailed her fingers over his stomach, tracing small patterns into his skin. "Overall… This was a pretty good wedding," she said. 

"Yeah. I'm happy for Donna and Jack. They work well together. I can see them staying together forever, like the Formans." 

"Me too. Although I don't seem to have a very good judgment of that sort of thing." 

His fingers began combing lightly through her hair. "What do you mean?" 

"Well, I thought we would stay together forever. Then I ran away. And I thought Liam and I would stay together forever, then he ran away. So I don't think I should judge Donna and Jack's potential to stay together." 

"Ah." He watched her fingers tracing hearts over his skin. "Y'know… I think it's a lot easier to tell when you're not a part of the relationship. A part of me always felt like Donna and Forman weren't meant to be. But when we were together… That was the first time I was able to see myself with someone for a long time. And look where we all are now." 

She looked up at him. "You could see yourself with me for a long time?" 

He nodded. "I also saw myself being with Ellis for a long time, so don't go thinking you're special or anything." 

She giggled. "I wouldn't dream of it." 

She kissed him softly. Even if it was only for a night, Jackie was happy to be with Steven again. It was comforting, like coming home after a long trip. Jackie decided not to think about what that really meant too much.

[pyroreadscomics]

The Problem with Black Mask in Catwoman (2018)

(Spoilers below for the following Catwoman stories: Relentless, Backwards Masking, Catwoman: Blackest Night, Keeper of the Castle/Inheritance, and naturally Tini Howard’s run on Catwoman)

(Also, I wrote this on the Catwoman discord months ago, so some of this may be a little out of date but my points still stand.)

When it comes to Catwoman and Black Mask, it is very very very important that these two fucking hate each other. They loathe each other. They despise each other to move mountains to fuck up the other. The only reason it isn't on sight is because that's too quick.

And the reason this is important to me, is because it means Relentless is still canon.

Because they didn't start out hating each other, they first went at each other Selina didn't even know she was robbing Black Mask of millions in diamonds and Black Mask only went after Catwoman to send a message to people thinking of stealing his shit. Then Relentless happened. In which Black Mask hospitalized one of Selina's friends, kidnapped another, killed her brother in law, and tortured Maggie into a catatonic state that lasted over fifteen fucking years (out of universe, in universe it was probably like… four or five). Meanwhile Catwoman hospitalized his second in command, blew up his penthouse, and dropped him off said penthouse's balcony. Needless to say, they both held fucking grudges.

(Catwoman (2002) #16)

And that was before all their future showdowns. Black Mask tortured her ex during round two, tried to torture Maggie to death during round 3, and killed her girlfriend's father in the New 52. Catwoman for her part has killed this fucker four times (Dropped off Penthouse Balcony in Relentless, shot through head in Backwards Masking, tag teamed by the Gotham City Sirens in Blackest Night, Throat slit and left bleeding out alone in the dark in the New 52) (If you haven’t noticed, Catwoman's no kill rule has an asterisk and that asterisk is called Black Mask). They should, if continuity exists, hate each other more strongly than anyone else.

(Catwoman (2002) #52, Catwoman (2002) #83, Catwoman (2011) #45)

And yet.

If you were going of Tini Howard's run, you'd think they'd have no more history then any other pair of a long standing vigilante and rogue.

And I had hope, when Black Mask first shows up he has this line:

"Catwoman! At my favourite nudie bar? Once I put a bullet in your head, this'll just be like that great dream I keep having."

Which... along being real gross made me think Tini Howard was preserving the history between these two because why earth wouldn't you and also... why else could Black Mask killing Catwoman specifically be a reoccurring fantasy?

But now, 18 issues into the run, and after the second big confrontation between these two... there's no references to their history. Specifically, there's no references to Relentless, and that's insane. Sure there's the occasional line, like that introductory one I quoted earlier, or his "I love seeing it so much I'm not even pissed about being compared to her" that he says when witnessing Eiko's fake betrayal of Catwoman that imply a special animosity. But by that point, she's stolen and blown up his mask which for Black Mask is reason enough to despise her. Meanwhile from Selina's side the reason she hates Black Mask... is because of Kristi, the stripper who kicked him in the head to help Selina escape and who was killed in retaliation for it (also he's just generally a chauvinistic creepy). And that would work for both of them as reasons to hate the other especially, were it any other pair of vigilante and rogue. Were it not Black Mask and Catwoman.

Like, ignoring everything else, these two have done to each other. Ignoring Black Mask killing Eiko's father, forcing Selina to okay the assassination of her own cousin, permanently scaring Slam, Blackest Night (not least because I don't think their showdown during that event is canon anymore), and ignoring the 3 other times Selina has killed the fucker (if for no other reason then explaining how he's still walking around upright), one thing remains: Relentless needs to be canon.

And not even Relentless as a whole (but yes Relentless as a whole because it's just good). You can take away Slam getting hit and run, Holly getting kidnapped, you can even take way Simon's death and Sylvia's betray. What happened to Maggie, as much as I personally, hated it, is fundamental to Catwoman. It is the single most defining tragedy of Selina's adult life and it's not close. It haunts her, almost literally.

Whenever it is canon (which isn't always, thanks New 52) that failure to save Maggie, and the guilt that follows, is referenced over and over again. It's brought up half a dozen times in Volume 3 alone, images of Maggie's dead eyed face appearing in Selina's thoughts. And then following Maggie's post rebirth recanonization, not only is Maggie present throughout the first three years worth of issues, flashbacks to Relentless, to Maggie's trauma, are shown twice, once in issue 4 in Jones's run, and once in issue 32 in V's run.

And that's not even it, because Maggie in this series is doing a slow burn recovery from mental trauma, which she got from Black Mask and it's not ambiguous. In issue 10, Maggie speaks a full sentence for the first time and it's because Selina triggered a flashback to Black Mask making her eat her husband's eye. And that flashback in issue 32? It includes specific details of Relentless that sometimes get lost in the shuffle like Sylvia's involvement, and Slam's hospitalization and what Holly did. Not only was the general "Hey Black Mask tortured Maggie" bit that everyone knows canon, the specific details of that story were canon.

(Catwoman (2018) #32)

Relentless was canon, not six issues before Howard took over. And yet... There's a single scene in Howard's run on Catwoman so far that references Maggie. It's while Selina is in prison, I've included the panel but the short of it is Selina dreams of Maggie as a silent nun she confesses her sins to.

(Catwoman (2018) #52)

In a Catwoman run where the main antagonist is Black Mask, there is no mention of the most important story to canon of Catwoman (outside of her frequently non-canon origin) where he appeared. I don't even know how to articulate how baffling and concerning a narrative decision this is. The closest I can get is this:

Imagine, if you will, a 18 issue run of Batman where the Joker was the primary antagonist. And then, when you got to the end of those 18 issues, and had seen multiple clashes, major and minor, between these two, seen them each plot against each other and ruminate at length about why they hate each other, you got to the end, put that story down, contemplated for moment and then asked: Hey, is 'A Death in the Family' still canon?

It would be utterly insane to doubt that for a second, it's such a fundamental story to the character, it's a structural support pillar for the character's entire canon post that event... and yet.

and yet…

(Also, while this post is about Selina and Roman dynamic, it’s also absolutely wild that this run reintroduces Eiko, makes multiple references to Valentine’s run, and has Eiko and Black Mask sharing multiple scenes, and yet it never once mentions that Black Mask murdered Eiko’s father.)

[knightyoomyoui]

UPCOMING SET 6 (...AND FINAL?) LINE-UP

HERE’S MY UPCOMING SET 6 LINE-UP TO BE RELEASED IN THE FUTURE!!! Just a reminder tho, Set 5 isn’t done yet. We still have two one-shots for Chaeyoung, one each for male and female readers. I just released this earlier because I had these prepared quicker than I expected. Notes:  - All individual and unit one-shots will be gender neutral from now on.  - This is probably my final line-up of upcoming one-shot works, I'm not sure yet but... I'll just place it like this because I've been thinking of ending the book now for some reasons. - Some of these stories were requested by my readers. Again, thank you so much for helping me come up with new ideas to try. - For the first time, I wrote a summary so that you all would get a sneak peek of what to expect in each of the new stories I’ll be writing, except for the Cry For Me series. I’ll keep it hidden because I already started it on Set 5 anyway, so it’s up to you to learn what’s going to happen in the upcoming parts.

 1.) Tzuyu x M & F Reader - “The One That Got Away” (Fluff, Angst)

- 70-year-old Chou Tzuyu revisited her love story with her husband/wife YN to share with her grandchildren on the day of their anniversary. 

 2.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 3 (Angst) 

 3.) Nayeon x M & F Reader - “No Problem” (Fluff)

- It follows YN who lost his/her job after the company where he/she works officially shuts down their service. His/her girlfriend, Nayeon who is getting suspicious of his/her mood, learns about the news, and proceeds to take action immediately to cheer him/her up. 

 4.) Jeongyeon x M & F Reader - “Won't Go Home Without You” (Fluff, Angst)

 - YN and his/her group embark on a mission to attempt to bring back their former teammate and old friend who switched to the dark side, Yoo Jeongyeon. 

 5.) Momo x M Reader - “Crazy Stupid Love” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: Dumbledore_1]

- Following the events of "Somebody That I Used To Know" from Set 4, YN and Momo cross paths once again a few years later; where the improved and matured character of YN takes it as his/her opportunity to apologize for what he/she'd done to his ex-girlfriend in their past relationship. 

 6.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 4 (Angst) 

 7.) Sana x M & F Reader - “I Want It That Way”  (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- A story between the student council president and the school’s princess. After a bad break-up with his ex, YN finds him/herself alone with Nayeon in the Council room. She ask him/her to be his fake boy/girlfriend so that the school jock could leave her alone. 

 8.) Jihyo x M & F Reader - “Opposite Attracts”  (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- The heirs of two conglomerate corporations, YN LN and Park Jihyo are to be wed in an arranged marriage. Only problem is that they don’t have a thing in common, they are literally the opposites of each other. Can they make it work? Or will they be forced to be together by their parents? 

 9.) Mina x M & F Reader - “Bewitched” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: YourHeartStation]

- The story revolves around the rival students YN LN and Myoui Mina who studies and trains their magical powers in a wizarding academy. Their bickering and outshining each other came to a point where they accidentally unleashed chaos around the academy, and it's up to the two unlikely allies to fix their mess together, which unknown to them; it would open the possibility of them getting enchanted more to each other's unescapable charms. 

 10.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 5 (Angst) 

 11.) Dahyun x M & F Reader - “The Second Coming” (Fluff, Angst)

- YN is a retired superhero who has a tragic past, as he suffered guilt and despair due to the loss of his/her friend and sidekick after failing a mission. One day, he met a fan who idolizes her named Kim Dahyun; who is also a secret superhuman just like him/her; proposing an offer of partnership with him/her when a new foe emerged to annihilate the city of Seoul. 

 12.) Chaeyoung x M & F Reader - “Presa Prinsesa (Strawberry Princess)" (Fluff, Angst)

- The story follows the fanboy/girl story of YN, a die-hard ONCE and a huge TWICE Chaeyoung stan. He/she loves everything about the idol a lot, even considering her as his/her celebrity crush. The admiration causes him/her sometimes to imagine being in a relationship with the idol despite already saddened by the early acceptance of a reality that it's too impossible to happen. 

 13.) Tzuyu x M & F Reader - "The Red Thread Of Fate"  (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- Two childhood friends were separated when Y/N had to move to Australia. They see each other again at JYPE when Y/N was casted. However, when they meet again they’ve forgotten each other, especially Y/N doesn’t remember as he had amnesia from when he got into an accident when he was a kid. 

 14.) TWICE x M Reader - "Cry For Me" PART 6  (Angst)

 15.) NaSaMi (Nayeon, Sana, & Mina) x M & F Reader - "You Belong With Me" (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: misamomixmaknae]

- Two women who have a history with YN from his/her past relationships, Im Nayeon and Minatozaki Sana; have to encounter another contender when they learn that YN met an artist named Myoui Mina, who shares the same interests as him/her that develops their closeness to one another. With this, the three of them must compete to win YN's heart. 

 16.) TWICE x M Reader - "Cry For Me" PART 7 (FINALE) (Angst)

[wearenot7withu]

pairing: ex!jungkook x f!reader

wc: 2.4k

warning: curse word like once, pure angst, exs2??

a/n: ngl i wrote this quickly. iwas home one day after my exam and I was listening to this song when I got inspired.. it didn't really turn out how i wanted and i'm not really happy with it but i need to write and share it here because i was always insecure about my writing.. so this is me oiling my skills with angst..

feedbacks are welcome, good and bad too - as long as you’re nice about it. english isn’t my first language but i hope the story is enjoyable even like this. have fun reading the story and i hope you like it.

masterlist

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But does he know you call me when he sleeps?

You were laying in bed wide awake, reflecting back on your day. Your phone is next to you, illuminating the room in a blueish light.

A conversation is open on your phone, the last message being from your boyfriend, in which he wishes you good night.

You started going out with Haewon officially a couple days ago, unofficially maybe a month or two. As time passed by he asked you to be his girlfriend.

He was everything a girl could ask for - sweet, caring, a gentleman. You're aware that that's what you deserve. All of your friends say that Haewon is the one, that his love for you is true… and despite it all, he's not the one you want.

You thought maybe you'd come to love him, feel a little more towards him than friendship. That moment still yet has to come.

Because every night when you're alone, all you can think about is him. The one who you love, the one you crave and want. The one you miss.

So in a moment of weakness, you open your drawer on your bedside and take out a small piece of paper with numbers on it. A phone number that you swore you'd never dial again.

Against your better judgement, you knew you'd call again because even if you deleted the number from your phone, you still kept it on a small piece of paper.

A few rings in and the person on the other side picks it up.

"Y/n?" He sounds surprised.

Bet he is. You two didn't talk for two months, since you broke things off.

How stupid it was to call him. He probably moved on and is in a happy place, why did you want to make a fool out of yourself?

"Y/n are you there?"

"Yeah…" Your voice came out unevenly. Your eyes became teary.

"Is everything okay?" His voice changed from surprised to confused. Of course, he's confused. "Are you okay?"

And that question was the last drop for you. Two months of suffering, missing came to the surface. "I miss you" You cried to the phone.

"I miss you so much it hurts" He sighed. You could imagine him running his hand through his dark hair. Maybe it's even longer than when you've last seen him. Maybe he'd cut it back. Both ways he was breathtaking.

"Let's not do this to each other again" His voice came out strained too, but you didn't realize that because of your breakdown. Then, he hung up the call, but you were determined.

✩✩✩

But does he know the pictures that you keep?

You've sat in your car in front of the old brick building for ten minutes, looking through the pictures you couldn't delete.

The first picture was from your first date when Jungkook all those years ago took you to the city fair and won you a small plushie - the one you still sleep with until this day. It makes you feel closer to him like you still have some part of him.

The second picture was from Jungkook's brother's wedding. You two were actually broken up during that time, however, at the end of that night you let your first I love you known.

The last picture with him was a couple hours before your break up. You were having a marvel marathon, watching the movies in chronological order from Disney+. You were happy, smiling in the picture while he was laying down on the couch with his head in your lap.

So how did you two end up breaking up? A guy from work called you because he needed help with a project. Then came the fight, the tears, the yelling and the defeat. He said maybe it would be better to end things, for good now.

You two ended things a couple times in your four years together, but this one really felt different. You never had an official break-up before.

Every time a fight like that came, one of you said I'm done, the other said yeah, okay and a week or two later, when you gave enough space to the other, one of you would reach out.

This time, however, none of you did.

Drying the tears on your face you got out of your car and headed inside the building. You've entered the code and went up to the third floor.

You have walked those stairs many times, but you have never felt as nervous as now. Not even when you broke Jungkook's favourite mug and had to face him - the mug was an Iron Man one, by the way.

You knocked on the door with the A13 on it. Your thoughts were running wild, trying to figure out what to say to him when he opens the door. However, you didn't need to say anything because instead of Jungkook a young girl stood in front of you.

Turns out he moved away, and you didn't even know where.

So you walked the stairs one floor higher and knocked on another door. Jungkook's best friend, Jimin was living there with his girlfriend.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" You could clearly see the confusion on his face.

But you didn't care, you had a question to ask.. and you weren't leaving without an answer.

✩✩✩

But does he know the reasons that you cry?

Again, you were in front of a door trying to think about what to say. This time, however, you were in a much nicer building in a much nicer part of the city.

You have many questions, although you know the answer is obvious - they're not concerning you.

You put your hand up to ring the doorbell and put it back down three times already. Should you or should you not?

Maybe you should not. There's a reason he moved without telling you. For some reason, he didn't reach out to you.

"Y/n?" A very familiar voice came from behind you.

You turned around and that's when you saw him. Jungkook was dressed in a hoodie and jogger, holding a blue plastic bag. You could see ice cream in it, the one type he eats when he feels sad or down.

You opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out. You felt like crying again, and when you tried to keep your sobs in, Jungkook came up to you and hugged you.

He opened the door and let you in. He went to put down his bags, poured you some water and led you to the couch, while not even once letting go of your hand.

He sat next to you, moving his hand up and down on your back. When he thought you've somewhat calmed down, he quietly asked you. "What are you doing here?"

Jungkook's heart was breaking. When he saw you calling him, his immediate thought was that something bad happened. Why would you call him at 11PM on a Friday night?

When you told him you miss him, he felt like someone punched him in the guts. He misses you too, if not more than you miss him. But what you had wasn't healthy.

Neither of you could change your ways, and your differences were crashing so much.

He was laid back, and you were a planner. He let everything go as it is, you loved to control - or at least try to - how things go. He didn't give a fuck about what others thought, you always cared about others' opinions. He was not giving more than necessary to others, well except his close friends, you were giving everything to everyone.

Deep down, you both were just insecure because you both knew that the other deserve the change you were not willing to make.

"I tried. I tried so hard to just start anew." You started to answer his question with a shaky voice "Everyone is telling me to forget you, everyone was pressuring me to go out with Haewon. And I did"

Haewon is the dude who got you into this mess in the first place. If it wasn't for him, Jungkook wouldn't have flipped out that faithful day. Hearing that you went out with him, Jungkook couldn't help but feel some kind of betrayal.

Jungook's eyes were always so expressive. Even if he tried to hide what he feels, one could always see it in his eyes. This time was no different.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry" You've cried "They were telling me all these things. That I deserve better, that maybe I really need to leave us behind." You inhaled a deep breath "And I thought you want an out. So I tried. I tried to give you that space."

Jungkook looked straight ahead, he felt like crying too. "I think" He started, "I think you deserve Haewon. Even when we were together, he always knew how to help you with work and you two were so compatible, so alike"

You stood up fast. "So just because I'm alike with someone I should be with them? Why does everyone want me to be without you, including you?" You were now pulling on your hair in frustration "He would be a good husband, he would be a good father. I don't doubt that, but why do I have to be in the picture for that?"

Jungkook let out a humourless chuckle "Your mom always wanted grandkids early, you know that"

"She wanted it with you too, she just realized we're not going to give her that"

"And she decided it was because of me" He rolled his eyes, but you could hear the accusation in his voice

"I've never let her think that it's because of you. I always told her that we're just not ready for marriage or children" You were hurt that he thought you'd let him be the bad guy in your mom's plans.

"So why did you cry on the phone for Jaeri that you want to be a bride? That you don't know why you're with me if we're not going anywhere with our relationship?" He asked with slight anger in his voice

You looked at him with a confused expression. What is he talking about? "What?"

"I went to visit you at work a couple days before we.." He didn't say it out loud, before we broke up "And Haewon asked me when am I planning to propose because he heard you crying to Jaeri"

You sat down next to Jungkook and looked straight into his eyes. "I've never, ever said anything like that. Obviously, if you'd asked me I'd have said yes in a heartbeat. But I was content where we were. I was happy with you, didn't matter if husband or boyfriend… what mattered was that it was you."

You sat next to each other in silence for minutes. "Do you still love me?"

He didn't look at you. He turned his head away, biting his lips. "I don't"

✩✩✩

Or tell me, does he know where your heart lies?

The next day you called Haewon before work to meet up for breakfast with him.

You had a rough night. You came back from Jungkook's after 2AM and you continued to cry until the morning.

Your eyes were puffy and red, and you're sure your face is swollen too.

"Hi beautiful" Haewon tried to kiss you on the lips, but you turned your head.

"Why did you tell Jungkook that I want him to marry me?" You wanted answers, and you wanted them now.

"I didn't say anything like that to him," He said, reading through the menu, not taking you seriously.

"Well, he said you did"

"And you rather believe him than me?" He put the menu back on the table

"Yes" You answered immediately "Look Haewon, you're a nice guy. But I don't like you like that and I… I still love Jungkook. It wouldn't be fair to you"

"I see" He let out a small laugh "You know, it's such a shame that you are hooked up on that guy. He doesn't have a good job, and he never treated you right… I don't know what you see in him."

"Don't talk about him that way. Don't ruin my opinion about you please, I love working with you and we make a good team - don't ruin that." You said with an edge in your voice. You're not letting anyone talk bad about Jungkook. Then you softened your voice. "Are you still up for breakfast?"

So you two ate and went to work together. After you were done, you didn't go home. Instead, you drove back to Jungkook's place.

You were thinking all day about the previous night, and you came to the conclusion that you didn't say everything you wanted.

You knocked on the door, hoping that he was home. When he opened the door you didn't give him time to react, you slipped into the room next to him.

"I know you said you don't love me anymore. But I do. I love you. Since we met in the library during college. I loved you every day for the past years. No matter if we were together or not, if we fought or not. You're it for me. And I don't believe you don't love me. So look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't"

One moment you were telling him how much you love him, the next he was kissing you.

You've kissed him countless times before, but each kiss gives you the same feeling. It's magical and you can feel the love through it.

"How could I not love you? I've tried to give you an out, but you're it for me too. I don't want anyone else if I can't have you. I rather am alone than with someone else."

You kissed him or at least tried because you couldn't stop smiling. "I know we have a lot of things to work on. There are a lot of things to fix and grow from. But I'll rather work on us than leave us fade away"

Maybe you're running in circles and nothing will change. One thing is for sure, you love each other, and right now you're not near ready to live without the other.

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Right here with me, babe Where it truly lies

That night you stayed over. You were laying in bed, cuddling with Jungkook.

"So why did you move?" You asked out of curiosity. It's been two months but he never said anything about moving before that either.

"Yeah, about that…" He started and you looked up at him, waiting on him to finish what he was saying "I actually wanted to move in with you"

[shares-a-vest]

(can i conflate joe keery's birthday with steve's for just a sec to indulge in whatever this platonic edancy banter is??? i mean, we don't know when steve's b-day is so...)

Edited in Part Two bc I wrote it as soon as I posted the first part. Plz ignore me this is so stupid. 1.9k

"Eddie!"

It's too late, Munson is already in the car, shutting the door and clipping in his seatbelt.

Mike follows, running square into the passenger door with a thud.

"What the hell, Eddie!" he yells, banging on the door.

There's a skirmish as he goes for the exterior door handle. Eddie lunges for the interior one, holding the door with a vice-like grip with one hand, as he twists around to flick the lock with the other.

"No!" Mike yelps, beating at the glass with his knuckles.

"Eddie!" Nancy chastises, looking out at her disgruntled brother. She waves an annoyed hand to stop Mike - she really doesn’t want to be responsible for damaging the family car, even if it is just a series of her brother’s paw prints on the window glass.

Eddie turns, restricted by his seatbelt, grumbling with the look of a disgruntled child in a car seat as he pleads, "Nance, I need your help," hitting the word 'need' with a high-pitched whine.

Mike gives up, stepping back up onto the curb as he talks to someone. Nancy spots a striped t-shirt and realises it is Will. She can't quite hear but it sounds like they are bickering as Mike gestures towards her unexpected passenger. Her attention snaps back to the annoyance in question, now fishing in his jacket pocket. She reaches over, grabbing his wrist.

"Nope!" she warns, digging her nails into the back of Eddie's hand, waiting for her one car rule to click in his pea-sized brain.

He whimpers dramatically, wobbling his bottom lip as he yanks back his hand. Although there's still no indication he's going to get out of the car.

Nancy sighs, sucking in a deep breath as she relents, "Fine. What is it?"

It has been a whole week of this. Eddie bombarding her, pleading for help about something he never quite gets to explaining due to the endless interruptions of everyone around them.

"Well," he begins, nodding assertively as he looks wearily out the window, "It's my darling Steve's birthday next week and I need your help with a present."

"Oh."

Oh, is right. She had completely forgotten Steve's birthday. And oh, Eddie is coming to her - Steve's ex-times-however-many girlfriends he has had since then - for assistance.

She white-knuckles the steering wheel, searching for a reply because yeah, this is awkward.

"Eddie," she starts, puffing out a breath. But then she catches Eddie twirling a lock of his hair and sinking a little in his seat out of the corner of her eye.

Yeah, she isn't the only one here with a crippling case of awkwardness-itus.

She opens her mouth to speak again, but Mike knocks on the door again, making them both jump high enough to hit the car ceiling.

"Nance, what the hell?" he says, incredulous as he looks between them, probably wondering what the hell is going on.

Mike isn't exactly the most patient person, especially when he and Will have been promised a lift around town after school.

She leans across Eddie, who squishes back into his seat, to wind the window down enough to give a commanding, "Go away."

"You're supposed to drive us to the library!" her brother shoots back, not missing a beat.

"You have your bikes!"

Eddie huffs a laugh before sinking further in his seat - Mike probably heard that one.

"She's right," Will nods, playfully slapping Mike on the shoulder.

"No!" he shrugs him off before turning back to the car. "Nance, I had double gym today."

He leans against the door, bike and all. And damn it, it would have been easier to just speed away the second Eddie hopped in.

"Dude! I need to borrow your sister for the afternoon," Eddie pipes up, a little more authoritative but still holding an ounce of his begging tone.

Nancy adjusts in her seat, feigning a smile she knows her brother will see right through.

"Bike!" she directs and yep, she actually cannot not be harsh.

Mike looks between her and Eddie, offended, confused... All manner of emotions he dramatically displays when he is being personally inconvenienced.

"I'll pay you back!" she blurts out, grimacing the second she says it because Mike never makes a fair trade. "I'll drive you and Will anywhere you want on the weekend."

"Why?" he asks, propping a hand on his hip.

She can't blame him for being suspicious if she's totally honest.

"I just..." she stops, looking at Eddie who is still sinking lower in his seat. "Gotta go – urgent."

"Urgent!" her brother panics.

She rolls her eyes. "No, not like urgent."

Mike grumbles, and pauses - probably weighing up his options. He looks at Eddie with scepticism as he agrees, "Fine...But you are taking me and Will to the arcade on Saturday."

"Deal!"

She stretches across Eddie again so she can pinky swear on it. Mike follows, reluctant, ever the one to carefully measure his potential lameness in front of his beloved Dungeon Master.

"Okay, I think I'm actually going to die if you don't move, Wheeler."

She isn't even sure who Eddie is referring to.

Mike scoffs, "I hate that you two are friends."

He doesn't wait for a retort as he lazily turns his bike up onto the curb and jumps onto it to peddle down the path.

"Uh..." Will hums, slowly climbing onto his bike as he watches after Mike. "Bye!"

Eddie spins his hands in a winding motion as he straightens up.

"Floor it, Nance. Before we're bothered by more of the asshat squad."

"Stop," she chuckles, starting up the engine nonetheless.

"Not a chance, babydoll."

She hears the unmistakable sound of his lighter flicking. In one swift move, Nancy plucks the cigarette from Eddie's fingers and throws it out his window.

"No smoking!"

***

Eddie paces back and forwards between Nancy's bedroom door and her nightstand.

She lifts her head up from her pillow enough to lazily check her watch.

If he paces any more, her dad will be home kicking him out of the house.

She shrugs, gesturing in the air to indicate she has in fact, given up. 

"Well, that's all I can come up with."

Eddie stops, turns heel and narrows his eyes.

"You haven't helped me," he shrieks, "At all!"

He throws his hands up, sighing loudly (or is it more like an annoyed groan) before flopping face down on the bed, shifting the mattress enough Nancy reaches to clutch her nightstand. She shoots upright.

"You haven't helped me either!"

She gestures to her closet, doors wide open and clothing tossed every which way - on the floor, hanging over every available method of display, coathangers crowding the handles. She huffs and holds her arms as soon as Eddie makes eye-contact. And at that, they fall into a state of annoyed silence, glaring at each other. 

Eddie was supposed to help her pick out a series of much cooler options to wear to The Hideout in exchange for brainstorming a potential gift for Steve's birthday. 

He needed help. She needed help. They are both pathetic when it comes to impressing Steve and Robin respectively. It was supposed to be a mutual (and beneficial) exchange.

But here they are, in her bedroom not speaking.

Nancy sighs. It was probably always going to come to this, especially after Eddie had plucked a jacket from her closet - the same oversized jacket she’d borrowed from Jonathan a two years ago and failed to give back. The same damn jacket she had been wearing to The Hideout in an effort to look more metal, or at least dressed in a way that didn’t make her stick out like a sore thumb.

But it’s not like Eddie noticed what she was wearing. Or that constantly pushing up the sleeves to free her hands had resulted in spilling a drink in Robin’s lap last week. Nope. Eddie was always far too busy making goo-goo eyes at Steve in between songs and during Corroded Coffin’s drinks break to notice anything (including Robin’s beer-soaked dress).

Eddie rolls over and drapes himself over her legs so he can sigh forlornly at her Tom Cruise poster.

"I still can't believe I missed Top Gun."

"Well," she starts, prying her legs out from under him so she can stand. "Couldn't really take you an hour-long car ride out of town to sit in a cinema when you had tubes coming out of you every which way."

She leans against her free-standing dresser, pursing her lips as she considers ripping the distracting poster down and throwing it in the trash. Somehow, the absolute worst thing that had happened to Eddie between the nightmarish Spring Break and now was missing Top Gun - a fact he enjoyed reminding everyone of at every opportunity.

"I'm home!" Mike screams from downstairs, his voice echoing throughout the house.

"Upstairs!" she replies just as loud, making herself wince.

She listens as two sets of footsteps bound up the stairs and make their way towards her bedroom door.

"So this is what you meant by urgent?" Mike asks, using air quotations as he looks between her and Eddie, who is now looking through the stack of tapes on her bedside table.

"Mom said to put your gym clothes straight in the washing machine," she instructs as Will pops his head over her brother's shoulder.

"I'll do it later," he huffs, setting off down the hall.

"Hi," Will waves lazily as he flows along.

Nancy pushes her bedroom door enough for it to swing shut with a soft slam. She spins on the spot and places her hands on her hips.

"Okay, we are getting this done right now."

Eddie chokes out a childish dry-sob and covers his face with a decorative fluffy pillow as he squirms around.

"Wheeler, just buy new clothes!"

"Well, can you come with me?"

He drags the pillow from his face, quickly palms around for her teddy bear and holds it up, moving its head as he huffs out a relenting, "Fine".

Good.

She grabs her car keys to dangle them in the air. Eddie sits up, hair now completely frizzed from wriggling around. He frowns.

"Y'know, I would prefer you didn't jingle-jangle your keys like a dog whistle."

"Made you sit up," she smirks.

"Touche," he grumbles, flattening out his hair. "Maybe I should just get Steve a sexy present."

Nancy screws her eyes shut and chops her hand through the air between them, "Nope, absolutely not!"

"What?" he asks, hitching up his pants.

She practically slaps a hand to her forehead. "I've told you before, Eddie. I'm not talking about sex stuff about Steve with you."

She pokes him in the chest for good measure but he scoffs, "Oh please! Have you heard him and Buckley?"

"Not talking about it with you..." she maintains, waving her hands again to no avail because Eddie just continues prattling on.

"Wanna drive me to a sex shop in Indy on Saturday? Could get yourself something naughty?"

She only just catches him wiggling his eyebrows before she pinches her nose, utterly disgusted.

"I hate this!" she laments, stopping short of stomping her foot.

Wait.

Going to the city means more clothes. Better, cooler clothes. Clothing like the things Robin wears. Yeah sure she thrifts them but, in a near post-apocalyptic Hawkins, options were scant at best.

She stops, eyes snapping open. She grabs Eddie’s collar.

"I'll drive you to Indy after I drop the boys at the arcade on Saturday. But - " she stops to raise a finger in warning, "You have to help me pick out some clothes that Robin would find cool for me to wear to The Hideout," Eddie opens his mouth to speak but she steps closer, tightening her grip on his jacket, "And… When we get to this… sex shop… We absolutely, one hundred percent do not know each other, got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," Eddie whimpers, giving a half-hearted salute.

She releases him from her grip and frowns, "Don't call me ma'am, Eddie!"

[boyenthusiast]

okay master post of all the Guys in my life that i post about kinda often. both cause it can be confusing and also i like talking about these guys

vinyl guy- his real name is matthew and we met through a post i put on my college's snapchat story about how im selling my vinyl collection. he's from my hometown (went to my rival high school!) and he's buying two of my beatles vinyls on saturday morning and when i researched the history of these albums and my specific vinyls, i told him about it and he seemed excited :)

micro econ guy- he's also in my science and critical thinking class, but i didn't realize until later cause they're both huge classes. his real name is pierce and he's tall with the like middle part longish hair that's popular now. he has nails painted light blue and he sits next to me in micro econ but across the room in science and critical thinking. painted nails on a guy who's a business major is like. unheard of. and thats why i first noticed him. i do not know how to talk to him lmao.

ive referred to him as "brba j guy" cause there used to be two breaking bad guys but the other one is just kinda meh to me actually- the first breaking bad guy, k guy, is named kaden, and j guy is named john. he went to my high school and we had english class together senior year (thats when i first met him) and also last semester (we go to the same college). he plays keyboard in a band and has good tastes in music and fashion. he also has cool longish hair and always has v cool outfits.

sam- he's not really a Guy, he's my most recent ex. i'm over him but there are aspects of our relationship that still affect me and he's the reason behind like 11 of the poems i wrote in late november if that gives you any idea. a few days ago i sent him a "i dont think i want to be friends again or even talk with you because of these reasons" text but he has yet to read or respond to it (i know because snapchat has read receipts). i dont really have negative feelings toward him, but i just dont want him in my life anymore because personal and complicated reasons

ethan- again, not really a Guy, but they're my second-to-last ex and the partner i was with the longest (2 1/2 years). they broke up with me the last week of august and both the breakup and relationship obviously affected me a whole lot. while i have no negative feelings toward them, i havent talked to them since early october and we dont want to be in each other's lives.

matthew, pierce, and john are all maybe potential crushes?? idk i'd have to hang out with them one-on-one before i can tell for sure. however, idk how i'd get with any of them. matthew has a girlfriend, i dont know if pierce is gay (but he has painted nails 👀), and john is pan but i'm not sure if i like him just yet. like 95% of my journal (that i started in late december) has been about these guys. also i've referred to them as ___ guy in the past because i didn't know id post about them as much as i have also to protect their privacy, but tbh you cant tell much from a first name so