#you NEED ot keep it until 9???

[lazycats-stuff]

Hello can you please do more baby or toddler reader x batfamily if you can😭i just love them

Oh sure can. I kind of love them too. I'll do baby reader, since we didn't have those in a while. Also, look at this adorable little penguin. Baby animals are cute.

Summary: First time that (Y/N) came to the manor.

Warnings: mentions of death during birth, but it's not (Y/N), a lot of fluff, angst(?), I don't know at this point.

Bruce was silently sitting at the dining table, looking at the phone, not sure how to feel at this moment. He had a one night stand 9 months ago and the woman he was with was carrying his child. Bruce asked her what she wanted to do, did she want to get rid of the baby or keep it?

Bruce was secretly hoping she would keep the baby, but he couldn't tell her what to do with her body. That would be wrong in his opinion. Thankfully, she choose to keep the baby. Thank God. Bruce was happy and he told his other sons about the incoming baby. None of them were surprised, but worried. A baby in their lifestyle?

They were all worried to say the least. Even Damian. Not about the fact that a biological child of Bruce was coming into the family, but worried about the fact that it's a baby. All of them were hoping for a girl, because who wouldn't want a little sister at their hands? Once they found out it was a boy, they were a tad disappointed, but didn't mind another boy.

The more the merrier was the joke.

The pregnancy was going smoothly... Until the time of labor came. He thought that it would go smoothly. He really did. However, it didn't. (Y/N)'s mom didn't make it, but (Y/N) did. That was the call he just got.

She passed away during birth. The nurse who called assured Bruce that the baby was okay. At the moment, Bruce was trying to collect himself before he broke the news to everyone. He looked up from the phone as his sons came in, all confused as to what has happened.

" What happened Bruce? " Dick asked as he sat down and Bruce rubbed his eyes.

" Anna, the one night stand gave birth today. She didn't make it, " Bruce announced and everyone froze.

Damian was left worried for the baby, Tim's mouth dropped and Jason was left speechless. Dick had to sit down.

" Are you serious? " Tim asked, eyes widening at the news. This was huge.

" Just got the call Tim. She passed away. Right now, I need to get some baby stuff. And that means furniture, clothes, diapers, damn formula too... " Bruce rubbed his eyes again, feeling overwhelmed by everything.

" We'll deal with that, " Damian declared and the other 3 nodded in agreement. " We'll just need your credit card. You need to make sure that the baby is taken care of. And we do need to think of a name. "

" I thought we agreed on (Y/N). And so did Anna, no? " Dick asked, rubbing his chin.

" Yes, we'll name the boy (Y/N). Also, don't go overboard. " Bruce warned and Dick chuckled.

" You shouldn't worry about money, since you are rich, " Dick mumbled as his face turned solemn.

" I know Dick. I trust you all. First and foremost, we need a list of what we need for the room. Create a list of furniture and then just make sure to get enough clothes for now. We'll think about that later. But formula is something that he needs, so make sure to get about a week's worth... Is that too much? " Bruce wondered out loud, sighing quietly.

" We'll get a week's worth, don't worry father. We'll go furniture shopping today, so that it'll be ready when (Y/N) is discharged from the hospital, " Damian said, looking Bruce in the eyes.

" (Y/N) will be okay here. " Tim put his right elbow on the table, then rested his chin in his hand. " We may be chaotic, but we'll take good care of him. He won't lack anything, " Tim said with a firm voice and everyone nodded.

" Oh hell yeah. We'll all step up for this baby. And we'll take care of him. We'll make a list of duties and try to do our best. " Jason crossed his arms as he leaned back into his chair.

" I agree Jason. "

They all looked at each other, clearly determined to make sure that (Y/N) is taken care of.

Bruce went to the hospital right after the conversation, nervous beyond belief to meet his son. He entered the hospital, where he asked the nurse for directions. The nurse gently led him where (Y/N) was and Bruce saw him through the glass, with other newborns. Bruce tried to not cry, tried to not tear up.

But he couldn't stop the tears that came up. He wiped them quickly and the nurse gently patted his shoulder.

" (Y/N) is healthy, mister Wayne. A good weight too. But sleeps most of the time, which is normal. The only thing you need to do right now is sign the paperwork for that adorable baby, " She said, gently smiling at (Y/N), then turned to Bruce.

" And I know that you are a single father and that a baby is different than teens, but you'll get the hang of it. And I know you must feel overwhelmed and not prepared, but no one is prepared for a baby. There's no manual to get ready, " She told him and Bruce chuckled.

" I know. But I've been reading books on how to take care of newborns. What to do and what not to do. But I feel like it's not enough, " Bruce explained and she nodded.

" Do not sell yourself short. You got this. And I think the little guy would love to live with you. Do you want to hold him? "

Bruce nodded. " But I need to sit down first. "

" Of course. " She gently led him to a room where he could sit down and then she left to go get (Y/N). Bruce has never felt so nervous and anxious in his life. He tried to calm down, but his nerves got the better of him. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves down.

He got ready as the nurse entered with (Y/N), who was swaddled and sleeping.

" Alright, are we ready dad? " The nurse asked and Bruce nodded. He knew he was ready.

The nurse gently put (Y/N) into Bruce's arms and Bruce smiled at his baby boy. (Y/N) opened his eyes and Bruce smiled even more.

" Hello (Y/N). It's dad, " Bruce said and (Y/N) seemed to scan him before letting out soft sounds.

The nurse adjusted his hold, warning him about the neck and head. Bruce listened intently, adjusting his hold accordingly.

" You have 4 brothers and you wrapped them around your little finger. They'll do anything for you, " Bruce said gently to his son, who seemingly smacked his little lips together. Bruce chuckled at that.

" I'll make sure you are never lack love. Never, " Bruce muttered, smiling at his baby boy. " Oh they'll love you. "

Bruce turned his head towards the nurse. " When can I take him home? "

The nurse thought for a moment. " Normally, we would discharge him with the mother, but since she passed and he's fine, you could take him today. "

So Bruce did just that. After he talked to all the appropriate people, signed a shit ton of documents in Bruce's words. Afterwards, he made his way to find a baby car seat. He quickly put it together in the parking lot. Being Batman is a perk of it's own. He put it together and went to the hospital to pick his son up and go home with him.

He could only hope that the boys have put together a crib. However, he didn't doubt that they bought it, they are all quick and efficient, but... He's worried. He can only hope that they didn't kill one another while putting together the cribs. He'll be happy if he he finds two of his sons unconscious. And without any broken bones.

Which Bruce knew was unlikely, but one can hope. He gently strapped (Y/N) in and drove home, making sure to be vigilant on the road and to make sure that both him and (Y/N) made it home safely. After a while, he parked the car in the yard and got out, taking (Y/N) with him, making sure he is swaddled and calm.

He opened the door quietly and he could hear voices upstairs, probably where they were putting together the furniture. He slowly walked upstairs, being quiet on purpose to see what was going on.

And was that a sight to see.

Damian and Tim were putting together a changing table and Dick and Jason have put some toys into the crib, making it comfortable for their brother.

Bruce cleared his throat and everyone turned their heads to look at him, before their eyes fell down on a little bundle of joy in (Y/N)'s arms. They all froze and melted a tiny bit.

" Aw, he's so cute, " Dick came closer, watching (Y/N) who was awake at the moment, looking around at the new faces and voices.

Jason peaked over Tim's shoulder. " My, my. He is cute. " Jason said quietly as he gently reached out to touch (Y/N)'s cheek.

" Before any of you touch him, " Bruce said, making Jason pause mid air, " I want you all to wash your hands. So go to the bathroom and wash your hands.

[ladylucksrogue]

20 Fic Writer Questions

Thank you for tagging me @lonewolflupe!

This was fun!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

91

2. What's your A03 word count?

534, 651 (!!)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Star Wars currently. I've written for others like DBZ, One Piece and Lucifer in the past.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

The Stars We Can’t See (Riyo/Fox)

Unexpected (Wolffe/Liri (my OC)

Whumptober 2022

All is Fair (Fox/Riyo)

Spontaneous (set in the Unexpected Universe, my fix-it universe Rex/Ahsoka)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I wrote a Bly centric, post order 66 story called The Ghost of You.  It’s probably the darkest most tragic thing I’ve ever written.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably the drabble A kiss when both parties are crying, done for the kiss roulette prompts, where Wolffe meets his daughter Mira for the first time.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven’t.  I have gotten a couple passive aggressive comments, but thankfully no outright hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yup.  I like to write smut.  Usually smut with feelings, though I’ve done a couple of casual fling type one shots and a dark raunchy one time thing between Wolffe and Ventress.

10. Do you write cross overs? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven’t.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not sure if it counts, but I did contribute to @aknightreaderr's amazing ask Fives universe with a letter from Sinker and Boost.

And, there may be plans for the future in the Unexpected-verse.   I am not opposed to this sort of thing, I think it’s so fun to dabble in each other’s universes.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

I can’t just choose one. I love foxiyo, codywan, blyla and of course, I adore the little world I’ve built with my OC Liri and Wolffe.  I’ve just fallen for her as much as Wolffe has, I find her amazing.

And of course, as much as that occasionally bothers people and gets me blacklisted, I love rexsoka.  

15. What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever wilI?

I do intend to finish all stories that I write, or I have the best of intentions…

I did start an obitine fic a while back, and while I had fun writing it at the time, the fandom toxicity just really got to me and I think I just burned myself out on it and needed a change. I suppose I lost the will to write there.  I’m not sure if I ever will get back to writing it.

I also have a Wolffe-centric post order 66 story I will eventually be continuing.  It is on temporary hiatus.  It’s very personal and near and dear to my heart and I guess I just got into a bit of a funk writing it.  It got very little attention, which I figured, as it is so niche, but…sometimes it’s hard to pour your heart and soul out.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Probably emotion.  I’m pretty good at getting into character’s heads.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ha.  I’d say everything but the truth is I have no clue.  I just know I edit and edit and edit until I’m happy with something and hope for the best.  Sometimes I can get too wordy with stuff, sometimes I feel like my tone is really boring. 

Oh and summaries. I am the absolute worst at summaries. I can write a 5000 word super intense, emotional one-shot but then I go to post and I'm like...I got nothing...

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I like to throw a mando’a word in here and there.  Or I’ll worldbuild with Pantoran and Wroonian.  I don’t like to write whole lines of dialogue in other languages, because unless it is fandom-known, I think it distracts?  Like having to flip flop between the notes and the dialogue to understand the scene?  It’s like when you are watching a movie, and it switches to Chinese or something.  Sure it is accurate that they’d be speaking in their native language, but I’m scrambling to keep up with the subtitles.

My other language is German…and well…I don’t really write in it, at all.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Dragonball Z.  I wrote a lot of Bulma/Vegeta fics, as well as a lot of Vegeta centric stuff that will never see the light of day.  I was an angsty youth.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

Probably a toss-up between Unexpected and The Stars We Can’t See.  I just love writing the progression of the relationships there.  Home Sweet Home holds a special place in my heart because it was the first rexsoka fic I ever wrote and it’s just a hot mess in the best of ways.

On a personal, need to get these headcanons out before I explode level?  I love the twin week stuff I wrote, Fight or Flight and Balance, specifically.

Tagging: @whyamismall @tealmisthams @snips2112 @sendpseuds @palfriendpatine66 @impossibleprincess35 and anyone else who would like to do this.

[pulim-v]

3, 9, 14, C, P, W for the cast of FGCC please?

3. First opinion of school as a kid

Tbh most FGCC characters had a lot of difficulties at school whether it was about learning or socializing, but I feel like at first Mist, Spark and Rowan thought it was fun to learn, Fern liked playing with his classmates, Via was mostly pretty shy and not THAT good at school so she didn't like it that much and Dew really disliked it when he was younger since they weren't able to focus well and found it kinda boring

9. First time living far away from home

I think Mist, Spark, Rowan and Dew still live close to their homes during the story, so if they actually move ti another city or smth it'd be after the story is done (and tbh I can't see Mist and Spark doing that), meanwhile both Fern and Via moved out before the story's events, Octavia one year before the story (when she got into the KIT) and Fern a few months before it (to look for a programming job)

14. First time facing their fears

Mist and Spark: on High School, they both had it ROUGH with trying to keep up with schoolwork.

Rowan: I feel like Rowan was really afraid of people abandoning him, which to be honest he only really addresses during the story lol.

Fern: Middle School, Fern probably had to have a bug moment where she stopped hiding his weird interests when he was younger.

Dew: I feel like Dew either wasn't fearful when they were younger or already faced most of their fears as a kid; either way, he faced his fear of disappointing their friends before the story during their first run through the KIT.

Octavia: in High School, I feel like her fears are a mix of Fern and Rowan and she started to address them at about the same time she started to transition in my mind

C. First physical contact.

For the ships that have appeared so far, Argentunimbus' first contact was either them bumping into each other and not realizing it or some form of physical violence. For Dewtavia, it was probably Via handing Dew something they dropped and the two accidentally touching (which was after Via fell for Dew but before Dew fell for Via).

For the ships that haven't shown up, for ☀️🌑 it was definitely a punch and for 🪴🎍 it might've been a handshake?

P. First time seeing the other all dressed-up

I have ot written that yet but there will be a school ball arc I repeat there will be a school ball arc

(The only one that differs is that Via and Dew saw each other dress up before that since they've known each other for a bit longer lol)

W. First time they realized their relationship was endgame... or isn't.

Fern didn't realize Fern x Spark wasn't happening until it was way too late. RIP Fern x Spark you never stood a chance

I think Argentunimbus cemented itself as endgame when Mist and Spark decided to take it easy for a semester and to not overwork themselves, while mutually agreeing that not putting immense amounts of effort into everything they did was the healthy thing to do

Dewtavia cemented itself as endgame during an upcoming arc, where Via finally started to talk about what she felt more and Dew started to put more effort into understanding her feelings and picking up on what she needed them to do

☀️🌑 only really became endgame when they had a big fight and 🌑 finally cracked down on ☀️'s savior complex lol

🪴🎍 might not be endgame I haven't built it up enough to be sure (and it isn't even a conventional ship so eh lol)

[no-where-new-hero]

Thank you @batrachised for tagging me in a 20 questions fanfic author game!

1-How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 2, will soon be 3 :)

2-What's your total AO3 word count?

Currently 10,518.

3-What fandoms do you write for?

LM Montgomery novels and Tale of the Nine-Tailed at the moment.

4-What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

"A Dream of the Woodland," my Barney Snaith pov fic, has the most kudos simply because the Blue Castle Book Club are lovely and generous people!

5-Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do because I'm still new enough to this that every comment has me giggling and kicking my feet, and I want the commenter to feel like their time was spent well on typing out a reaction! It also feels like a mini-conversation about my favorite thing (my work hehe).

6-What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I mean, "The One who Takes" will automatically be the angstiest because it's canon compliant, basically a canon novelization, and I spent the previous 4800 words leading up to the finale shaping the characters to deliver the maximum possible pain out of an already painful situation. I have to admit I enjoy writing angst; I enjoy happy endings but until now the main feedback I've gotten on my works and pairings is that they're "sweet" and that feels like a vital misrepresentation of my core self lol.

7-What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

"A Dream of the Woodland" probably, again canon compliancy. The two drafts I have growing won't be happy to the same extent.

8-Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet 👀

9-Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I've become a very fade to black writer after several years of struggling to walk a fine line between graphic, which I guess is the point but not always, and merely allusive, which ends up kind of...unnecessarily poetic (me staring at the sex scene in Divine Rivals, which had me convinced the writer was Christian). This is me standing on my bandbox, but unless it's explicit, I find including smut incredibly awkward. And sometimes being explicit simply doesn't fit the story, and pwp is not my thing. So I've decided to start steering clear of it until I've found a way to toe that line (Starling House comes closest to achieving this for me, but it's almost not a smut scene? Like you know they're having sex but it's so barely there? OT).

10-Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Not yet, but I'm still percolating elements for the Dean Priest x Barney Snaith x Walter Blythe fic. After that discussion about Dean being bisexual or at least closetedly in love with Douglas, that idea surged back into my consciousness again.

11-Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, luckily. I'm not famous enough for that to happen lol.

12-Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but that sounds like a huge honor.

13-Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

No, but I'm open to the idea!

14-What's your all-time favourite ship?

Oh lord what a question. It's hard because I have a few but so often I want to keep them sacrosanct from fanfiction because I have the only correct interpretation of the ship and won't accept others lol. The one exception is that "euchronology" story about Dean x Emily, but otherwise yeah I tend to avoid reading about ships that are special to me.

15-What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I mean, that LMM sad guy crossover feels a bit ambitious for my time right now, even though I have the elements in place. We'll see.

16-What are your writing strengths?

The prose. I've been doing this for so long that getting pretty words out onto the screen stops feeling like effort.

17-What are your writing weaknesses?

I think I get stuck in my prose and forget that a story needs momentum. And also a shape. Learning how to outline would be great haha.

18-Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

This is actually interesting considering I'm writing for a media created in another language that I partially know, so while writing the new dialogue in "The One who Takes," I was very conscious of not just "would he say that" but also "what would the sentence structure feel like" and "I am also aware that I am filtering this awareness of speech pattern through translation." I don't think I did very well, but it was a thought process.

19-First fandom you wrote for?

I mean, the first "real" OG writing I ever did was very very thinly veiled The Hero and the Crown fanfic (by Robin McKinley, another of my formative books), so I guess that one? Though I feel like I only entered fandom properly this year with The Blue Castle.

20-Favorite fic you've ever written?

"The One who Takes." I don't see that getting dethroned by any of my other ideas any time soon. I love my murder children, I achieved what I wanted with it, I feel like I was writing at the top of my form. It has every element I ever loved in a fic (star-crossed love, hurt/comfort, charged mentor/mentee relationship, unhappy ending) and the form satisfied me (unlinear, lyrical, close 3rd person POV, thematically circular). ANYWAY I'm gassing this one up so you can all check it out here if you haven't already :)))

Tagging (if you haven't done this already): @mollywog @kehlana-wolhamonao3 @thesweetnessofspring

[madsworld15]

Heal Me, Hold Me, Make Me, Know Me Chapter 3 Part 3: June

QAF, Brian x Justin, Asexual Spectrum Representation, Season 2 re-telling. Part 3: 2800 words

As always, thank you @winderlylandchime and @maryp50 for your support. There will be one more part to this chapter when I post it to AO3 on Wednesday.

Brian got back on Wednesday around 9:30 pm. It was later than he’d told Justin initially, but not so much later that it’d truly matter. Brian was more than ready to sleep in his own apartment and spend some alone time with the younger man. Despite talking to Justin each night on the phone, just meandering from one pointless topic to the next, Brian desperately wanted to sit on the couch and listen to him ramble.

During Justin’s OT on Monday, he managed to grip a paintbrush the correct way for the first time since before the incident. Brian tried to congratulate him, but Justin quickly cut him off by telling him it wasn’t worth celebrating until he was able to actually paint again. When he wasn’t talking with Justin over the course of those two days, he had heard from Debbie – about Justin’s increased anger issues – and Emmett – about Justin’s refusal to talk about that night at all.

Brian was concerned, but he also thought maybe he needed to give Justin some more time to adjust to each new development in his recovery. The doctors at the rehab center had incessantly reminded him and Jennifer that Justin was in a marathon, not a sprint. They needed to help him keep expectations low but motivation high. However, the fuck that was supposed to happen, Brian still hadn’t figured out.

So, when Brian arrived back from Chicago to find Justin in a rage, throwing things around the loft, he wasn’t overly surprised. He saw scraps of art ripped apart and thrown around the open spaces of his home. Brian quietly closed the door behind him and then leaned against it, waiting for Justin to come down. 

Justin finally noticed his presence and paused, his chest heaving and pencils clenched in his fists so hard, Brian could see the whites of his knuckles. Brian raised his eyebrow at him and quipped.

“I see you’ve been busy. I like what you’ve done with the place.”

“You said you’d be back by late afternoon. It’s almost 10 pm.” It was when Justin uttered these words that Brian saw the fear in his eyes.

“I made partner,” Brian replied simply, in a soft tone. He silently wondered if he should apologize, but being late wasn’t something he regretted, so he opted not to.

Justin shook his head slightly and scoffed. But instead of calling him out for whatever misdeed Brian must’ve done, Justin went over to the corner of the loft where he did art. He wasn’t over his outburst, but the anger he must be feeling was no longer being directed outwards. It was as if Brian’s presence had pushed it back some.

After that, Brian went over to his desk, deciding he needed to make a dent in the number of emails in his inbox. All was quiet for the next ten minutes when Justin started to lose his cool once more. 

The younger man was at an easel his mom had brought by for him that morning, attempting to make big brush strokes with his paintbrush. But, every time he went to do anything other than put the brush to paper, his hand would revolt and start to spasm. Brian watched out of the corner of his eye while continuing to work. He knew that if he interfered, Justin would get even more angry.

“Fuckin Hobbs!” Justin exclaimed before a paintbrush was lobbed toward Brian’s desk, almost hitting the man in the jaw as he crouched over some sign-on papers for Brown Athletics.

Brian looked up at him as he grabbed the brush, stood up, and crossed to the couch, where Justin had sat down, now rubbing his palm as he extended and curled his fingers.

“What was that?” Brian was thoroughly confused. He had no idea who this Hobbs person might be. Well, he assumed it was a person.

“Nothing.” Justin shrugged and shook out his hand.

“Who or what is Hobbs?” Brian sat down next to the blonde and took his hand into his to massage it.

“Hobbs was this guy I went to school with. He used to harass me for being gay.”

“What made you think of him?” Brian gave Justin a steady gaze that told the younger man he wasn’t going to drop the subject. 

“Nothing.” Justin looked away, trying to avoid the truth Brian’s gaze was begging for.

“Okay. Don’t tell me. But just know that by keeping it inside, you’re going to keep getting angrier and angrier instead of moving forward.” Brian stood up and shrugged. “Then you really won’t ever draw or paint again.”

He went toward the bathroom to take a shower. From experience, he knew that Justin needed to be given the authority to pick and choose when he would talk about something. Brian was the same way. He was willing to talk about deeper subjects, but not if someone pushed and pushed until he felt trapped in a corner. So, Brian gave Justin his space and knew the blonde would come around eventually.

What he didn’t expect was for Justin to come into the bathroom just as he was stepping into the shower. Nor did he expect Justin to get undressed and join him under the spray of water. Brian was still trying to bring his brain back online when Justin grinned and spoke.

“I started to remember some stuff during group yesterday, but I didn’t tell anyone. Mostly because I didn’t know if it was real. But, then, last night in my nightmare, the guy who kicked me in the head had the face of my bully from high school, Hobbs.” Justin put some shampoo on his hands and started to rub his hair. When Brian reached forward to take over, the blonde let him without hesitation.

The two of them continued to wash each other's hair and upper body as Brian waited for Justin to lead the conversation further.

"I think he might be one of the guys who attacked me, but I can't know for sure." Justin looked up at Brian, a vulnerable look on his face.

"We could talk to the police if you want. They could look into it. But only if you feel comfortable." Brian wanted Justin to understand that he would always take his lead.

Justin just nodded and wrapped himself around Brian underneath the stream of water. Brian closed his eyes and hooked his chin on Justin’s shoulder. They’d been through quite a bit in the last few weeks, and he knew that the more Justin started to remember, the harder things would get.

“We should tell the police.” Justin finally muttered. Brian smiled as he pressed his lips to Justin’s neck. The younger man moved his head to expose more of his neck and allowed the most intimate touch for them since the bashing.

*****

A week later, Michael showed up at Brian’s office with a sheepish look on his face. Brian acted bored and continued looking over client mockups as he waited for Michael to start the conversation.

“I’m sorry.” Michael finally muttered. He moved further into the office and plopped himself down on the couch.

“Brian, I shouldn’t have said you’d never grow up or that Justin was the enemy because he was changing you.” Michael looked to Brian, but he refused to let Michael off that easily. “Growing up and being more mature isn’t a bad thing, even for you.”

“What made you realize that?” Brian finally made eye contact with Michael. He gave the shorter man a stony look that didn’t reveal any of the multitude of emotions raging inside him.

Michael scratched the side of his head and gave a small chuckle. It was his tell that he was nervous about something. Brian silently observed his friend waiting for whatever Michael’s epiphany-causing event was this time.

“I, um, was talking to Buzzy at the comic book store. And well, he talked about wanting a change in his life and that he might move away. Anyway, the thought of losing my favorite comic book store made me realize that so many things were changing all around me. Then, I thought, maybe Brian needed a change, and Justin gave him that. So, here I am.” Michael shrugged and looked at Brian with a hopeful expression in his eyes.

“Well, Mikey. That’s really insightful of you.” Brian rubbed his mouth to hide his grin.

“But…” Michael responded.

“No but. I just don’t understand how you couldn’t extend me the same courtesy I gave you when you started getting serious with the good doctor.” Brian shrugged. “You’re my oldest friend, Mikey, and yet you’ve done nothing but judge me.”

“What else was I supposed to think? You went from believing in fucking not love one minute and the opposite the next.”

“Who said I believe in love? I’m still very much about fucking, not love, with the added pleasure of spending regular time with a guy I like.” Brian flipped off his computer and stood up, gathering the rest of his things. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I still have sex practically every day.”

Brian left his office, and Michael followed him. “And Justin knows about it?”

“Yes. He encourages it.” Brian nodded goodbye to Cynthia on his way past her desk. “See you tomorrow, Cynthia.”

“Tell Justin I said hello.” Cynthia smiled and waved.

Michael looked around as they walked out the front door of Vanguard. “Wait, you’re leaving already? It’s only 4:30 pm.”

“Justin still gets a bit freaked out if he’s alone for too long. I usually work a bit from the loft in the evenings.” Brian shrugged and climbed into his Jeep. 

“We need to discuss our plans for Pride Weekend, which is this weekend. In case you forgot.” Michael almost shouted at Brian as he prepared to leave the parking garage.

“You’re welcome to come over tonight. Justin has plans to go to dinner with his mom later, so it’ll be just us.” Brian offered up an option.

“Sounds good. I’ll come by the loft in an hour.” Michael waved at him and headed off in the opposite direction.

An hour later, Brian was in the midst of letting Justin let out his anger when the door to the loft slid open. Today, Justin’s target of rage was his and Brian’s wardrobes. Brian had some music playing to keep the neighbors from complaining as Justin stormed about, ranting about people giving up on the cripple. 

“Of course, my mom would value his needs over mine! She told me she forgot. Sure she did! My dad says jump, and she does it. No question. Even now.”

“Hey, Brian.” Michael came up next to Brian, where he sat on the couch. Michael looked toward the bedroom, where Justin was pacing angrily.

“You aren’t going to stop him? He’s throwing your Armani fall collection around.” Michael looked at Brian incredulously.

Brian looked up from the Brown Athletics mockup in his lap, looked at Justin, and then went back to Michael with a shrug.

“He’s not destroying anything. It’s easier on everyone if we just let him work through it.”

“But it’s your Armani Fall Collection.” Michael looked at Brian like he’d grown a second head.

“It’s replaceable if Justin somehow ruins it, which I doubt.” Brian shrugged again. Then he stretched and stood up. “Would you like something to drink?”

Michael followed him to the kitchen. “So, you just let him throw shit around until he’s calmed down?”

“Like I said, it’s better for everyone if I don’t try to stop him.” Brian poured Michael a glass of water. “So, what were you thinking for Pride this year? The usual, go to Babylon and find someone to bring home?”

Just then, Justin came into the kitchen, his chest heaving with each breath. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. He exchanged a look with Brian and planted a kiss on the older man’s cheek.

“I’ll put everything back. I promise. I just need a minute.” 

“I’ve told you. You don’t ever have to apologize for getting frustrated.” Brian faced Justin and looked him up and down with a concerned look in his eyes.

“I know. I just hate that I do it. I don’t know why.” Justin looked down at his feet, defeated.

“You have a brain injury. Remember, the doctor told you that it would affect your moods and anger management.” Brian reached out and cupped Justin’s cheek.

“Yeah.” Justin took a deep breath and another swig from his water bottle. “So, what are you guys talking about?”

“Pride!” Michael cut in, surprising Brian. “It’s this weekend. Are you going?”

What little bit of normalcy Justin managed to regain in the last few moments went away, and a cloud moved in at Michael’s innocuous question.

“Why? What do I have to be proud of? That I got bashed in the head and didn’t die?”

“Well,” Michael started and then briefly paused, “Yeah. And to show everyone that you are still you.”

“But I’m not.” Justin glared at Michael, slammed the water on the counter, and walked away back to the bedroom.

Michael followed Justin’s path until he disappeared behind the dividers. Then he turned back to Brian in shock.

“You aren’t encouraging him to go?” Michael whispered.

Brian met him with a steady gaze, “Pot, meet kettle.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Michael protested.

“You know exactly what I mean.” Brian leaned his upper body onto his elbows, which were on the countertop. “You’ve never been to a Pride parade in your life. You’re too damn chicken shit to try.”

“That’s not fair. You know I can’t expose my sexuality at my job. I could lose it or any chances I might have at advancing my career.” Michael was getting fired up. Brian wondered how far he could take the conversation.

“Chicken shit,” Brian emphasized, trying to make his point once again. “Your mom begs you every year to march with her, and every year, you try to flirt your way into a one-night stand and go home empty-handed.”

“That’s not true! I get a good fuck. Sometimes.” Michael protested a bit loudly. “Besides, what about you? You never march in the parade either.”

“Maybe not, but I still go every year. And never once do I back down from being exactly who I am, no matter what time of year it is.”

“Yes, because you are the model of what we should all aspire to as gay men.” Michael rolled his eyes and muttered smugly.

“You should be so lucky to be me. I have everything I could ever want.”

Justin came back with an eye roll to Brian. “Yes, because everyone should aspire to be an uncaring man whore who fucks everything that moves.”

“You don’t ever have any complaints.” Brian rolled his lips between his teeth and playfully smirked at Justin.

“I complain all the time. Just not to you.” Justin winked and grabbed Brian’s landline receiver. “That reminds me, I should call Emmett.”

Brian swatted at Justin and muttered, “Smart ass,” under his breath. 

“All kidding aside, Brian’s no apologies, no regrets mantra is actually quite impressive and worth aspiring for.” Justin shrugged, putting the phone back on its cradle without actually making any calls.

“If that’s true, then why aren’t you going to the Pride festivities this weekend?” Michael motioned his hands outward as if challenging Justin to find a way out of the non-existent hole Michael believed him to be in.

“Because I’m a coward. I didn’t fight off my attackers. Plus, I still can’t handle crowds of people.” Justin shrugged.

Michael and Brian exchanged looks before Brian reached out and grabbed Justin’s hand. “I’d be there with you. If you decided to go that is.”

Then Michael did the biggest show of good faith Brian had seen from him in a very long time. He extended an olive branch to Justin.

“Tell you what. If you brave the crowds to go to Pride this weekend. I will do the same and march with my mom. It’ll be a first time for both of us.”

Justin looked from Brian to Michael and back to Brian. Confusion was etched all over his face. This wasn’t the Michael Justin knew and Brian could tell it was unnerving him. Brian shrugged and gave Justin an encouraging smile.

“I’ll think about it.” Justin finally conceded. 

Brian knew that was the most the young man could offer at this time. Braving the crowds at Pride would be well beyond his current comfort zone, even if he was surrounded by Brian and Emmett. Justin probably wasn’t ready to do something as huge as march in the parade, but if given the right level of motivation he could be convinced to stand on the sidelines and watch.

It was a huge step forward for the blonde, regardless of what he decided. Though Brian suspected Justin was leaning toward being an observer instead of being the only one to stay home.

[i-am-still-bb]

No. 15

“I don't need you to help me, I can handle things myself.” | Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

Pairing: Fili/Kili Rating: T Universe: Fast Car (formerly Dead Batteries) Words: 1579

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Warnings: Alcohol consumption, hangovers, bad life choices, implied Kili/OCs, references to earlier events of physical and emotional abuse.

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“I’m fine,” was the lie that Kili told everyone. He told it to his teachers, himself, his friends, and even Fili. 

After his mom died? I’m fine.

After his dad found out like Kili liked boys? I’m fine.

After Fili showed up drunk in the middle of the night and left Kili conflicted with the fact that he liked his best friend in that way. “I’m fine.”

After Fili almost fought Kili’s father in his front yard? “I’m fine.”

College professors? His college roommate? The other drunk kids at parties? “I’m fine.”

Ari and Tauriel were the first people that Kili admitted that, no, he wasn’t in fact fine. Granted, Ari had been holding his hair back while he puked at the time, but it was still true. 

“Have some water,” Ari urged, holding out a plastic cup emblazoned with the Student Union’s logo.

Kili leaned back against the cold ceramic of the tub. “Thanks,” he said weakly, taking the cup with a shaky hand. 

“Do you always get so drunk that you sleep on random people’s floors?” Tauriel asked as she passed by the bathroom door again. She was busy cleaning up her and Ari’s campus housing from their Thirsty Thursday party the night before.

“I…” Kili hung his head. He wanted to say no. No, he did not routinely wake up on the floor. No he was not regularly so hung over that he had actually made sure that none of his classes started until afternoon. “Yes.” He took a sip of the water. He wanted to drink more to rinse his mouth out and to feel hydrated again, but he knew from experience that he should not do that. 

“Is that fun?” Ari asked.

“It can be,” Tauriel interjected again. This time she stopped in the doorway with a plastic trash bag hanging from one hand. 

“I was asking him,” Ari said. She turned to Kili. “I don’t think I ever actually got your name last night.”

Kili opened his mouth to answer, but he had to lunge for the toilet again. Ari rubbed his back when he was done. 

“It’s Kili.”

“I’m Ari.”

“Tauriel.”

“Thanks for doing this. I know you have better ways to spend your Friday mornings. I can just go, actually,” Kili started to stand. 

“Stay.” Ari’s hand on Kili’s shoulder prevented from rising. 

Tauriel shrugged. “It’s not like I was going to my 9:40am philosophy class anyway.”

“What one are you taking?” Kili asked, deflecting. “I was thinking about taking one next fall.”

“Philosophy and the Modern Drama. I do not recommend it.”

“Noted.” Kili picked up the cup of water and took another stip.

“So, is it fun?” Ari reiterated her question.

“You’ll have to excuse her; she doesn’t drink,” Tauriel said before walking off again to clean up some more.

Kili shrugged and stared and his legs and the pink ‘70s tile that the University had never seen fit to remove from its student houses. “Sometimes?” he offered. “There’s a point where it is fun. I’m more relaxed, I’m not worrying, I’m laughing, I’m making other people laugh, but it’s hard to stay at that sweet spot. If I get too sober then the feeling goes away and I just feel out of place, but if I keep drinking it always tips over into more drunk, feeling out of control, sometimes blacking out. And that always ends with hangovers like this.”

“Then why do it?”

“Why does anyone do it?”

“I do it for the social aspects,” Tauriel said loudly from the other room. “Most people on the archery team drink, so I drink to fit in. And I don’t drink so much that I’m stuck on the floor the next day. Plus I have a system. If I always had to deal with hangovers like that,” she was in the doorway again pointing at Kili, “then I would ot drink. The bad would outweigh the good at that point.”

“Why don’t you drink?” Kili asked. He turned the plastic cup between his fingertips.

“I just don’t like it,” Ari said. “I did try it, but I did not like the way it felt, how it felt when I woke up, and I just never wanted to do it again. I don’t mind if other people drink, and I’m happy to make sure my friends are safe if they do.”

Ari and Tauriel did not say anything, clearly waiting for Kili to answer the question. 

“I…” Kili trailed off, not sure what he wanted to say. “I guess I want to forget stuff, and drinking makes that easier?”

Ari and Tauriel shared a look. Ari brushed a curl behind one ear. “Forget what?”

Kili started to speak but stopped. He drew his knees up. “I screwed some stuff up before I came here. Actually by coming here.”

“Okay…? I’m listening.”

“I was seeing this guy. We’d grown up together, we were best friends, and then we were more. I wanted to stay there and be with him, but I just couldn’t and there was no way that he was going to come to Chicago with me.”

“Why not stay in California? They have a lot of schools?” Ari asked gently. 

Kili wiped his nose. He had not noticed that he had started crying. “My dad. We were cool together when I was little, but then he started drinking a lot after my mom died. And then when I told him I thought I was gay… things just got a lot worse. At first he just yelled, but then he started using his fists.”

Ari covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes wide. 

“And then the same week I got my acceptance letter with my financial aid package with its full funding, Fili and my father almost fought each other in the front yard of my dad’s place. I knew then that I couldn’t stay there anymore. I had finally realized that nothing could make me stay. And then I just clammed up and didn’t share that with Fili… so we didn’t even get that last summer together. I ended up working a lot and watching a lot of crap television until it was time to move here. And I think I made a huge mistake. I think I should have stayed. I think about him all the time still. I miss him.”

Ari placed a hand on Kili’s knee, “Kili…” 

“Can I kick your dad’s ass?” Tauriel interrupted.

Kili snorted in surprised laughter. “What? Yeah. Sure.”

“Good. What a douchenozzle.”

Kili smiled despite himself. 

“Your dad and my dad can get beers together and then get some matching black eyes from my lovely girlfriend here,” Ari said. “And it sounds like it was an impossible decision. If you had stayed you might be thinking that it was a mistake too.”

“I know. It just… It sucks.”

“It does,” Tauriel agreed. “Do you think you could handle some eggs? I’ve got a few left and some breakfast meats if anyones hungry.”

“Omelet, but hold the ‘breakfast meats’,” Ari said. 

“I already know your opinion about breakfast meats, but what about our new friend.”

Ari rolled her eyes and stood. 

Kili looked from one to the other. “I get the feeling like there is some innuendo with that question.”

“Have to find out now if you’re going to be a good fit if you stick around,” Tauriel shrugged. “So, do you like sausage for breakfast?”

Kili’s cheeks turned a bit pink before he spoke, “All sausage is good sausage.”

Ari crinkled her nose. “You can have all the sausage then.” She helped Kili to his feet. 

Tauriel grinned wickedly, “This is generally a meat / sausage free household, except for the occasional artificial meat product.”

“You’re horrible,” Ari accused.

“But you love me.”

“So you assume.” Ari kissed Tauriel’s cheek as she brushed past her. 

They set up camp at the round kitchen table that had seen better days having been passed from student accommodation to student accommodation since it was discarded by its original owner. Tauriel turned on the radio, and started the busy work of making breakfast, and they went through the preliminary conversations of getting to know one another. By the time the omelets were gone and Kili had been half-bullied into eating all of the proffered sausage (he just felt bad eating all of their food, and he was worried about getting sick again) they had exchanged phone numbers, friended each other on Facebook, and made plans to meet up later in week to do some studying.

And slowly Kili started telling people that he was not “fine.” He told his professors when he needed more time on assignments rather than just working himself into an anxious mess and turning in subpar work that left him with a bad taste in his mouth, and the poor grade he received as a result did nothing to help anything. 

He made an appointment with the school’s counselor. 

And he stopped drinking enough to black out on a regular basis, which meant that he no longer woke up on strange floors or with strange people. He more often than not woke up on the futon in Ari and Tauriel’s campus apartment hungover on too many carbs (in the form of pizza and garlic bread bites) and Mountain Dew. 

And eventually he wasn’t lying when he said he was fine. 

But sometimes he wasn’t.

And he knew that was okay.

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[jellorat]

Everything is Planted and I hurt

I took off Thursday, and my wife and I made three trips to Lowes. We got 24 bags of dirt, 12 at a time, and 5 huge bags of beauty bark. As you can see in the pictures the beauty bark filled out the rest of the hoop house.

The problem with having a physical disability is you like to forget and think you can do things you used to do 30 years ago. I am in rough shape. I not only filled the raised beds, added the bark, but I mowed the lawn.

My lawn mower saga is now over. I had ordered that lawn mower from Lowes, and they no-called, no-showed me three times, so I canceled and ordered a Makita battery mower from Amazon.

I was just going to test it to make sure it worked, so I could break down the box, but it was so cool, I mowed the back yard. My grass is only in tufts becuase they used nasty glass and garbage and rock filled dirt to level the lot, and got grass to grow good enough for the sales pictures. So it's a bumpy nasty yard to mow.

We also have an issue with the driveway as they only put a bare inch or so of gravel over the crappy fill dirt, and it is growing so many weeds. We are opting to use 2 cups of rock salt in 1 galloon of water to kill the weeds. I have sympathy at trying to get a house ready for sale, but a lot of corners were cut all over.

So anyways, I have things set up in the garden finally, and I was starting to wonder if I had committed a bit of overkill on the hoop house and chicken wire, until the day after I planted it all.

The damn cat, which is lovely and beautiful and feral, had dug up my mint bed to pee in it. I had to drag out the chicken wire and wrap each of those small round beds to keep him out.

All this is to say, I am dead up against a wall of sore and exhuastion today. I spent the day in bed and watched Good Eats on Discovery+ wiht the wife. She made game maps next to me while I dozed.

I have so much more to do, that it's nuts. I have 9 more curtains for the house, a kitchen cabinet box, and a coffee table. I'd have been done with this in a few days when I was healthier. Not so much now. I have to take each item day by day.

Like for instance, today I was going to sew one set of curtains, but I just can't. I hurt. It's really hard to be able to work with your hands, and be prevented because of your body's failings.

I am trying ot be patient with myself and happy that at least the garden is planted. I will need to top the beds with dirt in winter, and maybe transplant the strawberries to a fuller raised bed, but it's in its final form. Now, even when I am hurt and sore, I can still do the little planting things. As this condition progresses, I am set up to continue with my garden which brings me a lot or joy.

[fkyumerica]

Wed 12:11 AM

https://www.tube.com/watch?v=I6dG_QukIjI she told her rapist dad of all ages to attack any person she wanted. do the giants think they are nannies? yea take care of her. make her what you want. she says it his giant wife says it and bitch child says it. I had one waaah. could only inbreed with her family to stay there too.

Aggressive Dad wants to slap his daughter over tantrum! 🫣

she attacked us

with him

there are like 14 kids in there

multiple litters she had with him

nanny 9-11

the mom her and him sometimes she cant collect them all

hide them in the steps too

he doesnt have a fucking face either neither do them

need glasses to keep their face on

https://www.tube.com/watch?v=5muRMM_wpNY&t=1501s closed her mouth too and moved her face up

How To Beat r WORST FEARS In "RUPTURE"

mama cass

all apes were this

Wed 11:04 AM

they looked loike this

already

before their kids were born

and plastic surgery

they will keep eating off peopleks faces

and fucking them to see the kid doesnt look like it

eat eating them out to look like it

oral

and eat out i dunno

one fat ass thought of it

inner toilets

restuarants

mission/vividaldi did

for his wife

and his mother died

the name was that

if they lost their name they were uncontrollable and did not listen

it was pass the food over let someone get som

e

they were smaller

they had a kalima no more

to control all of them in the day

all the women died

and none were

after

i judged it and said it

i was the only one who was

and led the women

still

every person on the world is just shit to me

i led the men too

and they are men too, they have a penis to suck out

and i ahve to do that

with them

to live

because no one takes care of their kid

to feed it

and

she cared too

half a face

will die soon

and a woman

look at her statue

statute

it meant

she gave it

what she looked like  can telll kill her

men said it everyday

around her

so she fucks everything up

and no one killed her yet

then she holds  down while on all fours

to rape  to death

to do it

a man knew it

she felt bad

now she doesnt care what she does to

and fucks  hard

face up

why fuck it up

when i can tear it off

and gay

go together with a friend

baby bear

tetsuo shima

and raise them apart

from others

and apart

split them up

gay too

used them anyways

for free shit

and food

they are them

and what moms killed them for free boats

and ride!

motorcycles racing ones are that

mom cant teach it or kill bugs off them

head lice

from one tree

in front of davids house

i can see it from inside this house

he broke in and ripped her face off

again

women couldent see yet till their faces were set up again

it hurt them so bad they couldent concentrate or pay attention

and she went to tank me by raping me

saying i was as big as them

and i could go killing with her

so i did

885 guidos

in under 10 minutes

under 10 seconds yea bigger

i got to 18ft tall in 3 seconds

and watch

nefertiti is it

aa womans name

she couldent believe it

that i got rid of my reproductive organ

and went to go at my face to look like hers

holding my eye open to understand what she felt like with her face off

and mutated with drugs

so i had to kill her

at 18ft tall

another giant no one cares rape her

vividaldi would say ot

so i killed him and his family and replaced them with anyone, kids making taller

was usually what a man did

a woman would lay down and get sex from them until she was taller, and old was it

she was old

and there is no more

[grilledcheese-8008]

January 2023

Start with Cesar and I are no longer together. Saw Tellez two nights ago and made the realization that he began it. The talk on September 3rd, 2021 Then Salazar ended it completely on Aug 2, 2022. Anyway, so a lot of bs came with that "break up" that had me stressed the fuck out. Had a 9 to 5 desk job at Texan Credit. Didn't last very long Feb to July ish. In October, took the boys and me to Lubbock, tx for a TU and ADTR concert for a couple of days, paid for by me. Hotel, transportation, and they took care of their food expenses. That shit was a blast. Asked them at the concert if I were to break up with Cesar, would they stay friends with me? Knowing myself I'd never accept them or believe them bc they were friends first. They said yes that I was one of the boys. So. That was a lie bc they all took me off most social media. That's cool. Not hurt about it bc yk me never believed we were friends. Opened up a credit union account. Took over Thelma's Toyota payments but since I'm being nice. I'm letting Cesar use it while he tries to save up for a car of his own, and he sends me the car payment. Anyway, works garbage. It's only 3 managers now. Ricky is gone to another store. I work 3/5 evenings. The ones she doesn't work. At some point i was drinking after every shift bc, it was that bad and with all bs, I was going thru with bd drama. Spying and lying and being creepy. The last post mentioned Grandpa. He passed the morning after we were there outside his house watching him with mom. Got the call on lunch with my supervisor. Sent me home after. Went to Mexico with them to put him with mom's mom. I'm getting the hang of being alone.I just need to figure out this babysitter shit bc I hardly see my baby which is something else that was stressing me. House-wise, they did the floor before the split. And Nacho just painted my lr and kitchen couple of days ago. Need to pay off the phone so I can have my line. Keep wanting to write my stories but it's hard. Idk how to manage my time. I'm always fucking tired. I sleep in until I go in to work. Sparing an hour or less to see my baby before going in. Work... is taking away our 10 ot hours and bonuses. So yk gotta find a way to make up for that on the side. But hey I'll only have to work 4 10hr shifts. Gives me 3 days with my baby. Salazar-wise... everything's great so far but that's (I think anyway) bc he doesn't know me, yk? I told him from the first day... I got a kid so yk... that means I'm looking for something serious and long-term. Feeling he feels the same. I express how I feel about him every time I'm with him and he always assures me he feels the same too. Cool. Just that my mom and Thelma want to meet you and those are important ppl in my life and he said he'll talk to my mom. Gotta let him know what that means coming from my side. I tell him also, I'm not trying to make you do anything you don't want to do. Idk man. Supposed to see him today. Also have 13 tattoos total. Every time Thelmas comes home for drill we kinda get a new tattoo.

[fisherfurbearer]

fuck sam walmarts

and fuck management

I’ve had it. Left the store in tears tonight.

as some peoople probably/hopefully know. walmart closes at 6 pm on christmas eve. no one actually gets to leave at 6 becuase of shitty last minute customers. but it is what it is.

this. is really personal but im honestly SO close to just. killing myself? so who cares

basically. had a really really bad last few days. spent a lovely time with family (jessies family, his oma and opa and sister and parents and it was just a great time. theyre more family to me than most of my blood family) but it did make me Sad in Deep ways as we dont know if this is going to be our last christmas with his oma who isnt doing so good. and it just twisted me up a little but was othewrsiwse a great day. but then sunday i just...had a huge breakdown in the morning and decided to use my accomodation (i get 2 excused absenses a month) to cool down and gte myself together. slept a lot. woke up adn got a lot done, felt great, then i CRASHED really really bad, got really angry, lashed otu, took like...8-10 sleeping pills...theyre horrific things and im never doing that again...had to sleep for two days after that...felt horrifically sick, in pain, just awful. had repeating nightmares over and over. which has also been wearing me down recently. wasnt able to work monday either because i still couldnt stand and between the pills and the depression/anxiety and really just. felt like the world was ending.

decided sometime last night id just...try my best to make it in today, work my shift (really long 9-6, knowing i wouldnt leave on time nad htisis my first time working in 5 days now...which is rough...) and if i can get through this, i have another couple days off in a row after that (schedules fault, not mine...do feel awful i missed 3 days before that though...) and we can just. get back on track

today i DID go to work, jessie drove me in

i worked. a long time. im supposed to get a break every 2 hours and a 1 hour lunch

i gott my first break on timeish.

then i got my lunch 6 hours after i got in. at which time i got “locked out” for not taking my lunch and coudlnt do anything on the registers. i was supposed to get it 4 hours in. its christmas eve and excruciating and im still in pain and tired from my previous days breakdowns, but otherwise?? i did really good. i didnt mind at all that my lunch was so late. i was a little miffed, but its ok. i dont care, so long as i get it eventually. anyway they FINALLY noticed i was locked out and got me coverage and i ended my lunch at 4. things continued ok. worked on self checkout, met a lot of regulars i really like, prevented $200 of theft (HAHA WOW that was really really funny i love preventing petty theft. i prevent so much theft every week its my pride and joy) just did okay. then they had us close self checkout that took a little while. then at 5:00-5:10 or so i went to my Manager/Supervisor/”““People LEad” as walmart is now trying to call them, lets call her manager Y, and i told her i still need my break and will i get it before i leave. she said go to register 4. i asked again hey will i get my break though and she said yeah and i thought to mysel HAHA thats not going to happen but ok

really stupid that after bieng locked out the first time she couldnt give me my break before i openned a register with a line i cant get rid of

anywayy i did ok otherwise for a while

but at 5:25 or so i reminded a CSM “hey i need my break still can i get that?” and she just ssaid yeah well try to get someone and then more time passed so much time. i put through an ask on the register “assistance needed”. waited another 10 minutes. “assistance needed” again. starting to get anxious. its past 5:40. the line is so long. theres so MUCH NOISE. Its SO LOUD. the intercom keeps going off, no one is responding to me, i dont have a mat to stand on so my knees HURT,, im not doing okk

i switch my light to flashing/need assistance and start looking for someone to ask for help. its 5:45, i need my break NOW, i DESERVE IT for workng this long ass shift and they already missed several of my last breaks a week ago AND got me locked out today and im STARTING TO GET ANXIOUS PELASE I JUST WANT MY BREAK SO BAD

nnthgen a csm is passing by im about to lose it, so i tell her CSM J, please i really need my break now PLEASE and im starting to ccry and i try to tell her whats going on but she shushes me and goes and gets sometone

im full on tears at this point, im so strreesed out,,

manager Y and some other snooty manager come over andd. ffkcing. ask me whats wrong. im crying and i try to explain im really really stressed out, i havent had my last break, ive been trying to get someone for so long now, i just really need to leave im so sorry

and theyy just. fckkng

ffcking manager Y jjst ssays ok “ill give you your break” and “this is your last break” and i ssaid?? yeah i knoww?? andd she saidd “next time youre like this, just dont come in”

i quote that completeltyyy....i really lost it then...i cried som muchh

this isnt the first itme she said something like this to meee...

she asked me “why are you CRYING” When i had an anxiety attacki n the store once, when ic cloked in and couldnt get myself together,, she didnt give me time to calm down, she didnt listen as to why, she just said “why are you crying. this is a BUSINESS. you cant be CRYING Here.” and i just said ok ill go home bye and leftt

andd when i tried to get my availability changed from 7-9 to 7-6/7-7 because the random late shifts with 7 am shifts was messing me up really really bad and my doctor thinks i need to hcange it too, she just said “i cant do that. thisi sa BUSINESS.” and she wouldnt listen when i said i might have to quit because of this, this is for my health, im literally scheduled 7-2 every sunday in december, busiest day of the busiest month and you cant even chop TWO HOURS off my weekend availability????

andd i jjst

ive HAD IT with her

ive had ittt

im so ashamed and angry and anxious and i still havent stopped cryingg. she called me over to her again as i was leaving and she blamed me for it. she ssaid a customer was upset that i “Screamed” (ues i raised my voice a little but i wasnt screaming??? also the two customers i was attending to when this was going on and i cried were VERY KIND nad jjst said i was doing a good job and thanked me for being there) and called a manager over (but...csm J got them?? not a customer...??) and i cant be acitng like this, i cant do customer service when im stressed,, and d i should just STAY HOME If im going to be like that

then shee fufkcing toold me i DID IT WRONG, that i “shouldve called someone over” I TOLD HER I DID!!!!! I DID!!!!!!!!!! YOU NAIL INTO MY HEAD IM NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE REGISTER SO I DIDNT, I DID EVERYTHING ELSE I COULD THOUGH!!! I REQUESTED HELP TWICE!! I TURNED MY LIGHT TO FLASHING!!! I TRIED TO CATCH A MANAGER WALKING BY TO HELP ME!!! N OONE LISTENED UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE, I DID EVERYHTING I COULD!! yet she seriously told me to my face that “you didnt call anyone”, “you couldve turned your light to flashing” WHICH I DID and sshee jjst said that i made customers uncomfortable and i cant work like thatt and just stay hhome

ii stayed home sunday because i was having a mjor mental emergencyy.

i came in today because i was feeling better and i took it eaasy and ended up doing a wonderful job and mad eso many people smilea nd fixed so many problems that wouldve otherwise upset a lot of folks and i met my regulars and made old folks smile andd i prevented a lot of theft that no one else wouldve caughtt and i jjstt broke down after 9 hours and not getting a last break and all the chaos of register (WHICH BY THE WAY THEY KNOW I DONT LIKE REGISTER!!! I THRIVE ON SLE FCHECOUT!!! THATS MY JOB TITLE!! THATS WHAT I DO!!!! THEY KNOW THISS!!!!) and HER AVOIDING GIVING ME MY FUCKING BREAK and NOT RESPECTING MY FFUCKING METNAL DISABILITIES LJNASDKAJHDBASJSDNAJSNDKANSD

I JJST DONT KNOW WHAT TO DOO

i really want to die and i really want to never go back but i really loved my job i loved helpting people ii jjst hate her so muchhh and i feel GENUINE DREAD/SEVERE ANXIETY jjst SEEING her nnow

she doesnt CARE about anyone but herself shes a horrible peson i cant tell the store manager though cause she wont care either and manager Y has more clout than me so shell just twist my words and make me out as the bad guy as hte “CRAZY ONE” who cries and gets stressed (FOR COMPLETELY VALID REASONS AFTER BEING PUSHED OVER THE EDGE) even tthough i work SO FFRIKCING HARD and do SUCH A GOOD JOB and asdjanjsdhajshdas

i d ont know what to doo

i cant work another job because no where else pays as much or will let me do self checkout only, because being a cashier stresses me so muchh

ii...really wanntted to grow stuff and make preserves and sell bee products and work with folks raising heritage sheep and make more fiber art andd open a little stall at a local market and sell all that,, and offer more online and do customs andd stuff

i know i could mkae money that wa ybut i ccantt start it so sudenly and im too Broken to do it seriouslyy and i dont even want to HAVE to quit because of ONE PERSON But shes done this so many times now and this is the nfinfal streaww

i jjst dont know what to doo...

i cantt stop cryingg

i cant even enjoy christmas nnow. wanted to see my stepdad and give him his presernt and maybe be ok.

last christmas we had to move because our house was condemned after a fire. now im going to have to lose my job because of a horrible manager who doenst respect my metnal health or anything about me reallyy. and unfortunately im such a failure that i cant. do anything else and if i lose this job ill lse my animla sand i wotnt be able to do anyhtingg andd im jjust fucking trash

goddammit i dont know what to do. i really dont. hhahaaa. i just really want to end it. ive come so far and none of it fucking matters because of thiss fucking horrible manager.

[plutouran]

HEY I saw you were doing matchups and thought it would be fun to join :)

I'm bisexual w a slight preference for guys, IDK IM REALLY CONFUSED ATM DONT TAKE OT TOO FAR INTO CONSIDERATION LOL

He/him 😁😁 if it matters which I doubt it does

Oh and just FYI for the headcanons ONLY CAUSS THIS HAPPENS SOMETIMES I prefer to not be the really... feminine one in a relationship??

IM SORRY LOL THIS IS PROBABLY REALLY AWKWARD FOR U TO READ but I hope u get what I'm saying??

My love language varies a lot, but I like quality time the best. Nothing is quite like having a conversation on a kitchen counter at 11 at night IM TELLING YOU

I'm extroverted but perfectly fine with alone time as well.

I don't think I could date someone super active anyway 😂 I also couldn't date someone super smart sorry 😭 but not dumb either, SORRY FOR BEING SO PICKY

Also nobody mean 😂 I'm admittedly kinda sensitive

What I'm trying to say is I'd like someone somewhere in the middle?

As for any good traits I have, I think I'm really smart, I think I'm good at keeping up conversations, and I hope I'm funny 💀

For an ideal date maybe I'd like to take someone out to a sports game?? I think it sounds fun. But if they don't like sports that's fine too, I also like the idea of going to comic book stores together and all that kinda nerdy stuff

SORRY FOR THE COLLEGE ESSAY I did the format I did the other times I requested matchups :D THANK YOUU FOR DOING THIS ❤️

a/n: okay this will be my last request for today but i had to do yours! because i totally get you! questioning your sexuality is a big fat mood. don’t apologise tho. everything is ok!

you have been paired up with…

— shoto todoroki and jean kirschtein

your song with shoto: cloud 9 by beach bunny

your song with jean: hey lover by wabie

shoto!

(god i started writing this and then i forgot to save. help. but this was easy to decide!)

shoto for sure isn’t someone who brags about his brains and is also someone who makes mistakes. he def is your beloved middle.

also, i think he needs someone who is a little less reserved. it will help his socially awkward ass.

sometimes, though, he just wants to enjoy his time with you in silence. i’m sure you can do that. just chilling with him. being his emotional support.

on the other hand, he will always listen to your problems and ideas. he loves listening to your voice. you‘ll calm him down whenever he is worked up.

i guess that’s really adorable tbh!

and yes! take him to watch sport games! he will practically do anything you like. he doesn’t complain. so go all in!

like i mentioned earlier, he likes spending time with you in silence but bear with him until he talks nonstop. i’m sure if it’s the right person he even has moments where he becomes super talkative.

like you said, he‘ll definitely spend his sleepless nights with you! eating soba or playing games late at night until you two get too tired to go on.

sir, what if he falls asleep on your shoulder while he was about to tell you how much he loves you. (god i’m soft)

okay okay but! he will definitely bottle things up to the point where he breaks down. he needs to talk about things or he‘ll become really moody.

he absolutely thinks you are funny!! he might even laugh at your jokes! yes yes!

jean!

(this was harder to decide though. i kinda felt like going with eren but i feel like he‘d kinda annoy you lmao)

ok so so so! jean completely is the middle of being not too smart and not extremely dumb. that’s kinda why i chose him haha

but it just fits! he‘d fall hard for you and likes your jokes. i’m sure that’s refreshing to him: someone that can make him laugh.

you said you‘d want someone that wouldn’t be too mean. and i know jean can be harsh sometimes but similar to how he treated marco, he‘d go easy on you

would be the kind of person that thinks of everyone around him as idiots besides you

and show him how smart you are! he‘d be really flustered by someone smart. you challenge him with your brains.

also, he‘d probably be annoyed by someone who brags about being extremely clever but i think you are not that kind of person.

what jean graves the most is some alone time with you! his life is hectic so he‘d do anything for spending long comfortable evenings with you, cuddling or eating snacks.

he‘ll always let you know how much he loves you through words of affirmation and quality time! and god, this man will show you off because he is just so proud to be with you.

jean would surely be super cheesy sometimes when it comes to dates. but will mostly let you decide:)

ah! hope this makes sense. i’m super tired. i will check on spelling mistakes first thing tomorrow but enjoy!

[organic-guacamole]

episode 210 here we go

awww seb doing the intro

congratulations to milky white and her baby chocolate milk😌

seb is so funny

but seriously, clean up that milk fast or else it will smell so bad in there....

was that Lauryn just randomly doing cartwheels? idk any theatre kids irl but that seems like it's a common thing...

is it just me or has ms Jenn been getting more harsh to Ricky and Seb mainly-

like what did they do to her

no because I actually snorted with laughter at the "you came back" WHAT IS THAT VOICE-

AND THE MASK OMG

yeah so my throat hurts now

I'm dying over here

KOURTNEY'S FACE

SAME GIRL SAME

Ricky's fake death got the whole place in tears /s

he looks like an asthmatic walrus

Seb's on piano, I love

we all know if he was the beast we'd all actually be crying✋

ok but I listen to Julia's version of home on Spotify when I want to cry-

right so gimme a second

is Ricky scratching his face.....while he's dying?

"belle i-" *flop*

round of applause to Ashlyn for trying to make Ricky's earthworm seizure look less.... yknow

Kourtney's just dying there

WAIT IS THAT NATALIE

did she really just disappear for 9 episodes just to come back and stare dramatically into the camera

WAIT SCRATCH THAT SHES HERE TO MURDER ASHLYN AND RICKY

oh so Ricky's wearing a gay shirt now too

so that's the real reason why Rini broke up, see y'all next season when Gini and caswen become canon /j

wait that was a long intro scene-

what was that look Carlos-

TALK TO MY BOY OR ELSE

carlos' run is so funny to me

therapist Ashlyn to the rescue

"that is...super" son you good?

ms Jenn call Benjamin, he would willingly put his loved ones on a rocket and blast them into Venus for you....

maybe

"I don't want you kids to be disappointed" girl you do realise you're the one that's most invested in this?

"a smooth opening night" wasn't there just 1 show though-

like their opening night was closing night too

"I think I was Troy at one point" PLEASE THATS THE MOST ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF THE SEASON 1 FINALE

me Jenn looks like a serial killer during that clap and I'm lowkey scared for zacky

"I have notes"

oo if you're taking suggestions, lemme get my list

"mother is freaking out" uhhhhhh

right....'mother"

"is everyone sitting down?"

*looks around awkwardly*

*big red slowly sits*

"no..."

please seb was the only one sitting-

does that mean Carlos looked at Seb as soon as he walked in and assumed that everyone else was sitting too or am I a seblos clown🤡

"is this about the transformation"

WOW MAYBE OT IS RICKY

WOW HES A DETECTIVE FOR FIGURING THAT OUT SO QUICK🤩

YO WHY IS NATALIE HERE-

she just shows up when it's convenient? is she gonna be at the sleepover too?

Seb's heavy swallow after Carlos shouts at him makes me so sad

"I never learned how to lie but I figure if I keep my mouth closed, I can't tell the truth" *nods and smiles at Nini when she asks*

why are they casually standing up all over the pizza shop, just sit at a big table and talk instead of blocking passageways and blocking off at least 6 tables-

"how about I invite myself" WHY DO PEOPLE ALWAYS FEEL THE NEED TO INVITE THEMSELVES TO ASHLYN'S HOUSE-

YOU CAN ASK BUT JUST FORCE YOUR WAY IN?

so Cash Caswell has a bigger house than... Dennis Caswell.... who would've thought

ah yes there's the good old EJ 1.0

Nini: "boys vs girls"

Gina: *looks devastated and glances longingly at EJ*

way to be inconspicuous

"but north high should be" *cracks her knuckles in the most uncomfortable way*

good for Ashlyn for getting more confident though

oo bossy big red

"i get bossy around the power tools"

is that why Ashlyn was holding up the drill in episode 8 orrrr 🤠

oh

Lily, leave him alone please

she's literally not blinking, is that what makes her creepy?

the diss at big red and his face afterwards is priceless

isn't that similar to what Gina's mom said to her in season 1? hmmmm

but seriously please don't try to redeem lily, let us have a character to hate, or to love because they're evil.

not everyone's a good guy.

"im not liked here and I don't know what to do"

let antoine finish his salad and it'll fix everything

"hug emoji" *gags*

y'all realize Lily's literally 14?

why is she calling a 16/17 year old from another school for personal advice-

"he gets weird around tools"

I shouldn't be laughing so hard

"deja vu maybe?" awkward silence

I'm dying here I love EJ so so so so much

"where's seb"

*cuts to seb being held hostage hoping that they'd notice he's missing and go look for him*

"don't ask"

"oh ok"

"100% real faux fur" as you should queen

sponsored by target

Kourtney is singlehandedly saving the entire show.

Seb making finger guns make me happier than it should

why is this kinda making me want to have a co-ed sleepover with my non-existent theatre friends

YES YOU DO NEED TO TALK/SING TO SEB CARLOS THANK YOU FOR KNOWING THAT

wait what-

you haven't talked to him all WEEK-

Carlos are you stupid /hj

Benjamin is so adorable I can't

he turned around to come back for her instead of going home. you're "what do you want Jenn🙄X act isn't fooling anyone Benjamin 🙃

10101

1+4+16= 21st?

they placed 21st?

or do I just not remember how to convert to base ten

GIRL DON'T BE RUDE TO HIM, HE'S GONNA SAVE YALL

no ms Jenn, the kids are not eccentric 35 year olds.

aww sebby

is he thinking that Carlos is only with him cuz he's the only other openly gay guy at school-

son you are a perfect little bean don't put yourself down

yes they all ship portwell as they should.

they'll be throwing risotto at the wedding.

not the chocolates. stop there are no chocolates. please stop I'm dying.

Gina you don't have to explain yourself to her

it was a misunderstanding and it's in the past

why is Ashlyn still laughing-

exactly it wasn't a big deal please just move on Nini

Kourtney really be out here saving everything

WHY IS ASHLYN STILL LAUGHING

why do I feel like when Gina finally told Ash about it, she didn't think it was that funny but wanted to feel included in the inside joke so now she brings it up randomly to show that she's in on it....I totally don't do that...

"idk, the farmer type" oh son...

Ashlyn and big red are just spilling the secrets back and forth huh?

OOO EJ AND GINA SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-

cmon guys don't look at me like that-

"she is the best" and "we're buddies" don't sound right together

"pretty boy" "sweet boy" best ways to describe EJ

I love him.

and aw he's scared of rejection so he'll hold back just to keep her happy and not awkward how sweet

is Ricky wondering if letting her go(literally his song from last episode) was the best thing he did for Nini because he doesn't feel like it now? hmmm this is getting good

why is everyone so invested in Kourtney and Howie's relationship

PACK UP THE LAZY RICKY THING

oh yes Benji, that's exactly what she's doing

she couldn't follow her dream or whatever so now she's using the kids to gain some of the success she craves. why else would she have that massive hsm poster with her name on it in huge letters in her office.

just casually grab his hand with both your hands and stare at him creepily 🥰

ship jennzzara y'all

the first bump was a missed opportunity to do the baymax "falalala" as a reference to the fact that they watched big hero six while committing arson✋

wait so big red and EJ just left Ricky in the basement and now Ricky invited Carlos when they're supposed to be at the stage?

help no Ricky looks like he's about to tell Carlos he likes him (I know it's about writing the song for seb but still, look at his body language and tell me it doesn't look like that)

Ricky is so mature about this, he really just wants Nini to be happy even though he's hurting-

baby you deserve love, maybe Nini isn't the one for you but don't say you don't deserve it

why does he keep adding bro to the end like he doesn't know how to address Carlos

PLEASE CARLOS HAVING TO ADDRESS THE BRO THING

"let's write a song when we have like 45 minutes to get to the place and help our friends possibly win $50000 at the show in 2 weeks"

"can you hit a high C?"

"that's like the bottom of my range"

why am I laughing

this is so cool to see friendship interactions that we don't normally get to see

Nini why are you being like this-

Gina did nothing wrong??

I saw that, EJ and Gina being the only ones going in the same direction👀

right so obviously Kourtney's waiting until after the menkies to get back with Howie just in case he really is just using her as a way in to east high... obviously... right?

CARLOS

OK ITS COMING GET READY YALL

Why is portwell so awkward all of a sudden

OMG EJ

OMG GINA SAY YES or not, do what you want.

the way she doubts that EJ would genuinely ask so she has to make sure it's not Ashlyn behind it

OH

THE "NOT THAT I KNOW OF"

LIKE WHAT GINA SAID TO JACK ABOUT EJ BEING HER BOYFRIEND

GUYS THEY'RE SOULMATES

I want risotto now please

THEY'RE SO SWEET AND ADORABLY AWKWARD ITS LIKEEK LITTLE KIDS

OOOOOOO what is this place that seblos is in, looks fancy....and secluded

oh wait no Ricky's just standing there

wait is it the bomb shelter

it looks so good what

HSKAGSJAGAJAGWISGSKAUASBWKSVAIWBAISBQKSHIQBWOABWOABDOQBZIQBAIAQBSIWBQISVQKSIANSGOQBSAISBKASBKWBAIABQOSBBSJAHAJAVAJSBAJHSKAHSJAHAJAJAAJAHHHHHHHH

@youranxiousnerd ARE YOU OK?

CUZ IM NOT OK

LOOK AT SEBBY'S FACE

LOOK AT HOW ADORABLE IT IS

THE LYRICS ARE KILLING ME

SEBLOS IS KILLING ME

I AM DEAD

PLEASE SEND HELP

I like to imagine that Frankie and Joe practiced this in their apartment and just had a blast with it.

or maybe that Frankie practiced in secret like what Joe did for the climb

OH THE SUITS

THATS WHERE THAT CLIP IN THE PROMO WAS FROM

AWWW SEBBY'S SO CUTE

HE'S A LITTLE MARSHMALLOW

they're still so awkward with the dance I cant

let's appreciate Frankie's voice though

this episode really was made just for the seblos and portwell stans and you gotta love it

BIG RED GET OUT

WHY DOES HE ALWAYS DO THIS

Seb's little "yeah" IS ADORABLE

you can't tell me that wouldn't have been the best time for them to say I love you....IF FREAKIN BIG RED WASN'T THERE

ok but wait Ricky needs more hugs like that, look at his face

the boy needs love

"bro" please don't let Ricky and Carlos go back to not talking because their friendship is amazing

EJ laughing at Ricky sounding like a cat coughing up a furball is so funny to me

RICKY'S FLOP GETS ME EVERYTIME

I knew it was too good to be true

ok so Ricky's dead, next in line please

this episode was so short but I love it so much. this is what I signed up for for season 2✋

[daimonhalos]

More Badlands headcanons: the prequel

I return from the grave to lay upon ye my newfound knowledge: so I was just doodling a sad bbh, then he started looking more like child bbh and it turned into a comic of Bad meeting the other three for the first time and eventually I came up with a sort of backstory for bbh and some initial bonding for the badlands LET'S GET INTO IT

(this is all /rp)

So life in the nether certainly wasn't easy and bad's childhood was definitely fucked up.

One day he had walked away for five minutes from home and returns to it being burnt down and his parents on the ground, stabbed to death.

Baby Bad did n ot have the same attire. His current scarf, he took it from his mom when she died, whilst the sword comes from his dad. That's why he never upgraded from a diamond sword to a netherite one.

Before they died, he had 3 halos, two disappeared after they did and one remained broken until he got over them passing away.

As a kid he had more devilish wings, which became normal angel/feathered wings a little after his parents' death. It had been said that his family had a toll on their heads and only once someone else's vengeance was completed (killing said family), his features would've gone back to the way his species used to be. He wasn't sure much had changed.

(Also sidenote, for once he's on the other side: literally every bad thing reminds him of his childhood in the nether so at least for the first few centuries he's always absolutely nice to people)

Then he goes wild with chaos when hes more comfy and has friends ♥

Once grown up and confident, despite everything he'd heard about the overworld, he decides to find a portal and cross it.

Of course, when he crosses, he is immediately met with three complete strangers staring right back at him, entirely different from what people had told him: there's a biped cat, a diamond person and a creeper hybrid, still staring and blinking at him, quite surprised.

The three immediately notice how he's immediately on the defensive, guarding instead of attacking them immediately

So they understand he doesn't mean bad and they also understand it's his first time out of the nether because of the way he needs to adjust to the sunlight which is the same skeppy had the first time out of the underground (he only ever lived in caves so underground, max/min y levels where u find diamonds.

They take o n e look at bad and go "holy shit. We need to adopt this guy quick"

Bonus: "okay. GOTTA protect this dude at a l l costs. He might be 3 meters tall demon, but he looks sad so he needs to be PROTECTED RIGHT NOW-"

Sam ant and skeppy are in fact together already which means they already are found family tm so they already got each other and helped each other in the past.

Hold the fuck up this is beautiful because. Creepers can spawn or stay in mines WHERE DIAMONDS ARE

creepers can be on the ground as well where CATS ARE BUT THEY'RE AFRAID OF CATS THIS IS ACTUALLY SO GOOD pardon my enthusiasm i had an epiphany

Hence their small backstory: Sam finds skeppy first, then he loses skeppy as the latter freaking bolts around in the overworld for the first time.

Skeppy finds ant and brings him to Sam and Sam is like Oh GOD PLEASE NONONO "Can we keep him" "NO." "Im right here" "he TALKS?"And transforms to his humanoid vers

Actually they keep Ant for a week before he speaks for real because skeppy wants to prank sam

One night a skelly shoots an arrow at ant and Sam has been protective over the two ever since (they are brothers your honor)

Sam stopped sizzling everytime ant is nearby ♡

Skeppy does not feel hot nor cold

He's simply an unbothered king about temperatures ♡

Thats why he wears a crop top anything for fashion,,,/hj (granted to u guys by the great @azaethal)

"We're in a snow biome at least pretend you're cold"" f a s h u n "

"Hey Sam do u think ants like. Constantly naked" "Skeppy it's Four IN THE MORNING. GO. TO sleep" "He has fur in his cat form I know but like. He's basically naked right" "For fucks sake-"

Lol get skepped

It's a blessing when they adopt bad in their friend group cause skeppy finally has a new victim and Sam and ant have some rest. Bad falls for every single prank of skeppy.

The moment skeppy finds out he doesn't swear it's over for you bitches

Then the next problem is when they get into fights and become petty and don't talk to each other like literal kids

Ant and Sam stand there like how does this diamond block fuckin have the guts to yell at a 9 feet tall demon what the f u ck

Is anyone going to make fun of this demon?? Bet. (courtesy of @azaethal)

And that's how our boys know. They just know bad and skeppy are gonna be loooong time friends

ONE DAY THEY'RE LIKE

"YO GUESS WHAT WE JUST DID SOMETHING S I C K"

"WE JUST LINKED OUR SOULS TOGETHER"

"What the ACTUAL F-"

They say it was just for the meme

Deep down they know it's because they got an unbreakable bond

When he joins his soul with skeppy's, the second halo comes back to him. The third will when he finds sapnap and decides to make him his son and take him away from there.

Don't have anything else yet but will add up as soon as I do owo

[popculturebuffet]

Of Moons, Millioinares and Mothers Part (Checks notes) 7: The 87 Cent Solution! (Comissioned by WeirdKev27)

Hello all you Happy People! And welcome back to of Moons, millionares and Mothers, my look at the season 2 arcs of Ducktales. So we’re back, from outer space, for one of my faviorite episodes, it was in my top 12 list for a reason, “The 87 Cent Solution” it also means we can finally check back in with everyone’s favorite boisterous asshole Flintheart Glomgold and the poor put upon owl lady who has to deal with his bullshit, Zan Owllson. it’s also been a long time both in the show itself iwth Flinty returning in episode 3.. only for him to then disappear for 8 episodes in proper order and about 9 in airing order. That being said I get it for the MOST part: the crew of Ducktales was decent at putting a season together structure wise: there were always some pacing problems, but usually if an episode was in a certain spot, it had a reason to be there and part of why Season 1 was so fucked airing order wise was Disney took the carefully laid out plan and fucked with it for either stupid reasons (wanting to squeeze episodes into Holidays) or no reason whatsoever. 

This time about while there was an episode moved here and there, it was for pacing with how Disney was going to air it, i.e. via week long bombs ala steven universe, likely Disney Channel both testing that format for themselves and wanting the season to be done faster so it’d be on Disney+ at launch. Granted they ended up having the order entirely messed up at launch but it’s disney: if they didn’t shoot themselves in the foot while actually doing something right for once it just wouldn’t be them. 

So looking at the barely changed (Lena’s return was moved down quite a few episodes for a number of reasons such as pacing of the Della arc)  airing order, the episodes after Ballad of Duke Balloney were the long awaited arrival of Panchito and Jose, another Louie episode and one that WOULD have originally set up an ongoing subplot, and by the time they decided to not keep Storkules around it was probably still too late to move, and said christmas episode. After that we have the previous episode in this retrospective, an episode that wasn’t really IMPORTANT but made a good mid-season opener so I get why it was chosen instead of this, and another story episode in outlaw scrooge mcduck.

 The only changed i’d honestly make there is swapping this one with Outlaw.  It’s a SMALL change, I grant you.. but it dosen’t make a lot of sense: the episodes don’t need to come out in that order, and it’d been longer since the last Glomgold episode. 

So yeah one long tangent on episode order later, Glomgold and Owlson are back and we finally get to see what it’s like for Glomgold having to deal with someone who actually holds him to big boy company standards like “Putting on a good pr face for the public”, “actually making a profit” and “not trying to literally murder the competition with sharks and explosions”. Will this work out for her? Well no, that was kinda obvious but will it also be fun to look at... yes thi sis one of my faviorite episode. You know what i’m going ot stop asking questions we both know the answer to and just head under the cut to start the review, join me if you’d please:

So we open at the Money Bin, with Huey begging Scrooge not to go to his meeting as he has a cold, with Scrooge and Webby reacting how you’d expect: Scrooge insists he’s fine and i’ts only a cold and he’s Scrooge McDuck

You get it. Webby naturally backs him up due to her hero worship of her dad and her blindness to his faults until they run up and hit her over the head. Scrooge naturally ignores his Nephew’s sound advice and instead goes for a dip in the Money Bin to relax.. and instead finds out something horrifying... HE’S BEEN ROBBED. His reaction is exactly what you’d expect. 

After the credit’s we cut to Glomgold and Owlson and their buisness partnership.. is also going exactly how you’d expect. 

Yeah turns out a consummate professional whose ultra qualified and wants to run their business like you know.. a buisness clashes heavily with a spoiled , insane, murderous manchild who spends a good chunk of his week trying to murder someone they have a very public charity with and bet the entire company on a wager he can’t possibly win. Who knew? 

But yeah Owlson is TRYING to keep Glomgold in line but his general... Glomgoldness means this is next to impossible and even trying just to get him to NOT do schemes gets her acting like an angry school teacher and hi ma disapointed 6th grader whose told he can’t make his science project about litghting bottlerockets under the principals car. She wants him to act more like Scrooge.. who then bursts in accusing Glomgold of theft with no real evidence and evicts the both with leaves Owlson visibly mad.  Given she’s a woman of color who was just kicked out of white man’s place of business because he paranoidly thinks she MIGHT have had something to do with her co-workers insane plans, yeah good point. I can’t blame him for wanting everyone out but I can for being unecessarily assholish and unteitonally racist to someone whose done NOTHING to him and clearly wants nothing to do with Glomgold. Frankly i’ts a miracle she didn’t find some way to throw him out of his own company, but I wouldn’t be suprised if he just scribbled I CAN NEVER BE LEGALLY REMOVED FROM THIS COMPANY AS LONG AS I OWN IT HAHAHAHAHAHA in red crayon and somehow that worked given the unvierse we’re in. 

So with the bin locked down Scrooge calls in his most trusted allies.. the kids. For some reason he dosen’t call in Beakley or Donald, though both do show up in this episode and I get WHY  both are kept out: Beakley would’ve ended this plot a lot faster as the ending lampshades and could be explained away with Scrooge not wanting to call in his house security lest Chester get his valuables there too. As for why Donald’s not there?

In universe anyway, out of it we already had Huey as the voice of reason everyone slowly sides with. So we REALLY didn’t need it coming from both directions. He does show up later though and get a cameo here as Gyro shows off his security system and how it spotted no one and how anyone would’ve been safetly captured and frozen for his gyrobotapocalypse project. It’s in the budget thoug he walks it back when Scrooge catches on... not about the evil cyborgs he could care less he knows who he hired. Scrooge just wants to know HOW much it costs and Gyro dosen’t feel comfortable answering it lest scrooge have a heart attack. Huey also points out Scrooge’s advanced age which Scrooge gets mad about.. an dyour both right. Scrooge, your 200 years old and gaining, he’s rigth to worry about a cold on your immune system and as we’ve seen in episodes  before and after this your still an old man physically just one in tremendous shape for your age. You have back spasms and have muscles give out, so having a cold hit you super hard is probable your just too stubborn to admit it. Huey.. your right you just should know your uncle is incredibly defensive and has good ears even with whispering. 

Louie also comes in, panicked about his inheretence getting stolen.. only to find out only 87 cents were stolen. Scrooge does have a good defense for why this riles him so much: The bin has the best security in the world. If someone can steal THAT little from him, then they can walk into any facility he has or even his own home and take whatever they want including the kids or any number of dangerous and valuable possesions scattered across the globe. While he’s also pointing it out this also likely means their taunting him as it was such a small amount. So he has no idea what’s coming and the fact it makes him insanely paranoid is understandable. So after Huey suggests it he has the kids do a recount and Huey oddly misplaces his JWG for a second.. and when he finds it finds an article on gold fever... with Scrooge matching all the symptoms. What are the odds amirite?

Now both sides are overtaxed, and calls in Gizmoduck... huh I wonder where he’s been all season. 

So Fenton lays out that all Scrooge’s enemies save one were accounted for: Beaks was at Crowchella, The Beagles are at ConCon, the convicts conviction, and Glomgold was where Scrooge found him: in the board room. The one missing is Magica... who turns out to have been living in the woods.. and using a high tech helmet. Fenton I love you man but for fuck’s sake. 

So the bin then locks down, and Huey is still worried. Webby of course is still on her old man’s side as him going over the top over money isn’t exactly insane for him him: he bought an entire country to save on postage. \

We then get one of the best jokes of the episode that in any other episode would be it’s best.. but this is one of the funniest if not the funniest episode(S) in the entire series so the competition is fierce: Scrooge broadcasts a video, with his eyes now bloodshot from the stress and the cold, not only talking like the 87 cents are children.. but offering 2 million dollars for whoever beings him the kidnapper. Louie realizes his livelyhood is at stake and sides with Huey, putting on a medical mask. And BOY is that a lot more unerving after a year of everyone having to wear masks I tell you what. I mean I should be used to it but it just reminds me we just spent a year having to wear those everywhere and that if enough people don’t take vaccines we may  end up back there. Gosh the last year was a nightmare.. absolute nightmare. I know you’ve all heard that a gillion times including from yourselves but sometimes it just feels nice to say it. 

Outside Scrooge ramps up security and dares “Chester” to get him... Chester being the mysteroius being who stole his spats so he has to wear tissue boxes. Huey tries to get him to see reason, that fails as you’d expect and instead Scrooge apparently sees chester and orders Fenton to fire.... with Huey in the firing line. Fenton naturally dosen’t want to murder a child and is hestitant and Huey begs his friend NOT to do it as Scrooge is clearly not in his right mind, Scrooge insists.. and his banging on the Gizmoduck Suit causes the missles fenton had ready to fire and while DEWEY isn’t hit and two of them just go into the bay the Sunchaser is and nearly hits Dewey, with Fenton unable to jet up to stop it because his jet’s hatch is jammed and instead has to dive both into the water. 

Naturally scrooge destroying part of a bridge, nearly killing his nephew and likely blowing up some boats real good attracts attention.. and as a result Glomgold’s stock has gone up and he decalres “I’m more sane than you”. Owlson just fires back debatable because she’s just done with his shit. 

Back at the bin Huey lures Scrooge into an intervention.. with everyone BUT Webby on his side now after you know, nearly murdering Dewey and not seeming to care he nearly murdered Dewey. Webby of course is still holding fast despite all evidence contrarty because she’s so desperate for his approval...

So of course she’s on her dad’s side despite him getting increasingly hostile and paranoid, complaning about his clothes itching, his stuff being missing and it all being a result of Chester.. who he turns out to think is an interdimensional imp whose purposfully fucking with him. Which while not TOO farfetched given one of the people whose turned their back on his slow paranoid mental breakdown that in another work would lead to most of the group dying slowly and horribly while only one or two escape is a headless man horse, is still pretty nuts and Webby finally admits h’es not well. 

Scrooge decides “Fuck it i’m going to prove i’’m okay.. by doing the thing everyone thinks will kill me!” 

So we get a pretty damn heartrendnig scene as EVERYONE tries to stop Scrooge from going in but he just takes every one of them out. It just shows off just WHY he’s Scrooge mcduck: even heavily sick and gaslighted.. he still mops the floor with everyone with no effort without making them look like jobbers: their not trying to really HURT each other.. but the most everyone else can do is tackle him and even Fenton , despite having beefy iron man armor, only holds him for as long as everyone else and everyone dogpiling does nothing. He’s just that strong and that stubborn. It’s also why we coudln’t have Donald or Beakley in the main part of the plot: their TOO strong: Donald probably coudlnt’ beat scrooge alone (With Della, still probably not but they’d hav ea better shot) but Beakly is probably the only person in the main cast I think could fight him one on one and win. It’s not a knock either: the kids are all skilled, especially webby.. but their also just kids going up agaist someone who has 80 times the experince and combat training. Well more like 40 times the combat training in Webby’s case but the point is they didn’t stand a chance and while fenton is skilled, Scrooge likely wouldn’t hire someone he didn’t know how to beat in a pinch if the armor got hyjacked again. 

So he prepares to dive.. and next we hear.. he dead. 

Yeah complete with a funeral with everyone attending and sad, with donald wailing “he’s too young”, Gizmoduck engaging bagpipes, even the board are sad and Bradford HATES Scrooge. Then... it happens.. the second funniest scene in the entire series and one of the greatest moments in television history... when I first heard this.. I thought spoitfy kicked in.. iwas gloriously wrong. BEHOLD 

I... never cease laughing at this. just all of that, his loud I win, his dancing, his making it rain, him fucking TWERKING on the casket, him wanting to dance on it.. the fucking song.... there’s nothing about this that dosen’t work and it baffles me they got the song for this and that a fucking DJ Khaled song will be a permeannt part of one of the greatest scene’s disney’s ever made. and it just.. makes the scene, just adds that extra layer of fuck you to it it needs ot push it over the top. 

So Owlson responds to this grand display how you’d expect.. with horror then dragging Glomgold to his seat and placating him with a wowypop like the overgrown toddler he is. It’s then what this REALLY is becomes apparent with Huey’s Euology, a blatant attempt to bait glomgold by bringing up how briliant a scheme this is but how they’ll never know who did it. He takes it hook line and sinker

So we get the second best bit of the episode as we see how he did it.. and it’s utterly brilliant. It’s part of why I love this episode so much: rewatching it closer this time around, there’s all these little hints of just what glomgold did and you can see all the little bits they build up to: Turns out Glomgold got his hands on Gyro’s time teaser from the original series, a device that pauses time, as it was in a bin of science waste Manny had earlier in the episode, by accident and triggered it equally by accident. He proceded to .. not realize time was frozen and spend a year of his life having a staring contest with a baby. 

He eventually realized what he had and after comically injuring himself trying to dive like scrooge, tried to pilfer a bunch, coudln’t get it out and went for the 87 cents and the gaslighting plan instead: everything scrooge blamed chester for was glomgold, who naturally went the extra mile and put on a devil costume, then in my faviorite detail even after he no longer needed to wear it proceeded to keep the thing on the whole rest of the scheme. 

I love this sequence a lot: it shows off that underneath his insane need for complex think it us as he goes schemes.. Glomgold CAN be compietent and dosen’t sacfirice his comical incompitence for it: it took him a whle to come up with the scheme.. but the one he did was briliant, and still needlessly complex enough to fit him. I do wish this arc had continued with this level of competence from the guy, keeping him hilaroiusly insane but giving him some measure of threat... alas.. we will not have that and we will get to that. But for now it’s what makes this episode work: we don’t EXPECT Glomgold to be this good... so if it isn’t him we’re wondering who and if it IS we’re wondering how and the how is brilliantly paid off. 

Of course given we have another season and a half to go Scrooge isn’t dead, Manny was in the coffin and Scrooge was wearing a Mission Impossible style mask. Look given he just had a man horse impersonating his corpse, the fact Scrooge had a mission impossible style latex face making machine shouldn’t RELALLY be a surprise. With that Glomgold’s revealed as having comitted fraud but given Duckburg apparently works on an “oh you” system to serious crimes such as fraud, kidnapping and attmepted murder, he jus tlooses the money his company has made on investments and Scrooge is richest duck in the world again. Glomgold tries using the teaser but he and scrooge tussle over it and end up frozen. 

So we wrap things up: Beakley frees Scrooge and tell sthe kids next time, just call her to fix this. She frees Scrooge, Undoes his freezing then Scrooge licks Glomgold’s glasses and undoes his. He’ll see flinty again, same bat time same bat channel

Final Thoughts:

I love this episode. I made that clear up front, but to say it again: I LOVE THIS EPISODE. It’s utterly hilarous and both Ferguson and Tennant are on their a-game, as is everyone but their the stand outs. It brilliantly starts up the Owlson and Glomgold dynamic properly, with Owlson providing a much needed straight man to flinty’s antics outside of scrooge and brilinatly deconstructing his penchant for scheming, it’s incredibly well set up and the climax is just great. All in all one of the series best and one I was pleased to return to and will again and again. Hands down the episode I return to the most. 

Next time on MMM: Back to the Moon as Della fixes her ship and has some sexual tension with her roomate while Donald tries to take a freaking nap and ends up having to fight the evil dead, the gods and his own family’s penchant for shenanigans. 

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Well I got super impatient and decided to post a day early. If you do click on and read CW: Child abuse. The tone isn’t like depressing the whole way through, I’m not interested in pointless grief, but it starts pretty heavy

For the preview have this bit I am glad I got an excuse to use finally (wrote it before this fanfic had to find a place to work it in I think it works really well here)

Father and all his people always found the most stifling, condescending, worst possible way to think about Damian. They wanted to protect him, but only half the time – only if they could imagine him as a sad, tiny child, helpless and afraid. They didn't know what to do with the other half – they didn't know what to do with him when he was fighting or behaving unacceptably or being always too too much. They couldn't decide whether they see him as a victim or a villain, and while neither would be ideal, he'd prefer the latter. A villain has power and agency, and he can't help but thinking of a victim as someone who's been stripped of both.

keep reading

Writing decisions (These will be LONG AS FUCK)

So there are two major moments from the 2009 B&R run I wanted in my fic at least that happen in the same plotline. I'm breaking it into two moments in different plotlines for the below reasons:

The first moment is when Damian both explicitly rejects Talia's offer to go back to being an assassin and chooses to stay being Robin

and then after the dumb slade part of that plot, there's the second moment, where he asks Talia to love him as he is, not as she wants him to be.

I feel the important things here are Damian explicitly rejecting being a supervillain and then Damian wishing he could be treated different by one of his parents (his primary caregiver up until he was 10 years old here in my verse, but in new earth canon she did not meet him until he was 9). Since Morrison, obviously Talia was the one Damian would both reject for supervillainry and ask for parental approval of, but I'm obviously having Ra's represent the more supervillainy side of things here.

This is also important why Damian knows that the letter was a lie before this plot could happen, because when he rejects Ra's he's doing it 100 percent with the knowledge that his dad didn't want him (from his POV) and he doesn't have another patriarchal figure of approval. He's just rejecting Ra's because Ra's is cruel to him and wrong, not because he has a better option waiting.

The other important moment in canon (Damian expressing dissatisfaction with how he is treated by Talia) will obviously have to change significantly in my fic but I do want him to have some type of interaction with her where he explains how he wants ot be treated

For canon basis of Damian and Ra's' interactions:

We have pretty scant Damian and Ra's interactions in canon mostly what I can think of are sort of Resurrection of Ra's Al Ghul, the flashbacks in Teen Titans Rebirth (first six issues), and the weird Shadow/Batman comic.

The consistent theme seems to be that Damian exists for Ra's, not as a person. In RRAG Ra's refers to Damian as “it” and is surprised/offended that he does not immediately acquiesce to being a backup body, in Teen Titan's flashbacks Damian's oath is “I am yours” - that he belongs to his grandfather – and ra's calls him the greatest weapon in his arsenal or smthing, and in shadow/batman ra's continuously tries to impress upon damian that damian only exists because ra's allows him to/ at ra's' mercy.

(Yes the “ You're recalcitrant. Emotional.” dialogue is straight from Batman Bad Blood Talia, but when Talia is being villain balled she often comes across as woman-scorned version of Ra's so I don't feel bad stealing it and giving him that dialogue)

Anyway so needless to say its toxic as hell.

Ra's is also portrayed as generally using his family for his own means/ being very controlling/possessive – like in Batman Chronicles #8 he thinks (in his internal monologue) that he will never allow Talia to be free and that he needs her especially to continue his lineage and not be alone. He also kidnaps her when she leaves him in the early 2ks plot after tower of babel.

Miscellaneous decisions not based on those interactions:

the guard was based off of the dude who Ravi called the hand of ra's in robin: son of batman. I assumed they might have slightly different dynamics with Tali and Damian than the other leaguers because they call Talia by her first name, which seemed to not be what the other leaguers did. I'll be real they don't flesh out the league members who don't have names a ton, I had to do a lot of guessing.

I feel like even though Damian's upbringing in the League of Shadows was abusive as hell, he'd still miss where he grew up, especially the parts that were just like... day to day stuff and not fighting (Granted he still did obviously miss some of the way they did fighting interactions too).

I actually googled some geography to try to describe the place the Cradle was in because in the comics I don't think they gave us a location (besides that the last city they were at was Baghdad) and then the scenery did not give us much detail. I wanted to be able to describe the scenery a bit and not just say “um, it looked like a desert” (it looked... vaguely deserty in the comics?) especially since it would be significant to Damian. And I didn't want to just go with whatever preconceived notions I had.

I had Ra's make the fetus that may eventually become heretic here because I feel like if we're going with the RRAG backup body theme that might be a reasonable justification for Ra's cloning him (it was so unclear what Talia's motives for making Heretic were in the comic)

anyway SUPER Long but i'm really proud of this scene and Damian's confrontation with Ra's so I hope you all enjoyed it

[jjpogueprincess]

You, Me and Them

Reggie x Reader One Shot

Ok so …… second fic. I had this going in my head and i just had to put ot down!! Hope it’s ok and please don’t be shy about honest feedback!! Like I said, new writer.

Warnings: time skips??

You, Flynn and Julie were hanging out in her room just talking. You laughed at the story Julie was telling “….and then his legs ended up wrapped in the cord and he just toppled over taking Luke down with him! It was actually really funny.” You all laughed because Reggie can be so silly sometimes. Ok, A LOT of the time. Then the conversation turned serious. “So y/n. What’s going on between you and Reggie? And don’t lie. I see the way you look at him.” Julies asks as you start blushing. “Oh my god Julie! Do you see how red she got just from the mention of his name??” Flynn teased. Finally, you came clean because lets face it, they can read you like an open book. “OK! Just stop.” You say as you take a deep breath. “yesilikereggie! There. I said it! Are y’all happy now?” They look at each other and Flynn say’s “Idk Julie. I didn’t hear her clearly. Did she say something about Spaghetti?” you look at them with a glare. “I said that I do like Reggie!” They both squealed and they were both talking about how they think he likes me also because Julie can see the way he looks at me. “Okay. Enough of this. We need to talk about how y’all are going to perform at the school dance!” you say, trying to change the subject. You guys talked about it for an hour when you decided to call it a night.

*The next day in Julie’s mom’s studio*

*After they rehearsed*

“So Reggie. What’s going on with you and y/n?” Julie asks as Reggie starts to blush and stutter “Whha-ah what do you mean? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Pfft. What? It’s not like that! I mean is she gorgeous with the most beautiful eyes and that smile, the way she laughs..” Reggie says as he just keeps on rambling. Julie, Luke and Alex all stare at Reggie with knowing smiles on their faces. “Okay. So you like her, A LOT. Why don’t you just tell her? She might like you back!! Girls talk.” Julie says as Reggie finally stops talking. “Let’s just talk about tonight ok? The dance?” Luke says trying to change the subject. “Which you guys better not miss! There are going to be a lot of people at that dance.” You say as you walk through the doors coming to a stop next to Reggie. “We will be. We just have some business to take care of with “Trevor" before tonight. We promise.” Luke said. “Alright. Just don’t do anything stupid you guys! And keep Reggie in line huh?” you say with a smirk at Reggie. “Hey! I’ll have you know, I’m not that bad!” Reggie says faking hurt. “uh huh. Sure. Keep telling yourself that.” You say as you laugh. “Well you guys go do what you got to do. We have a dance to get ready for. Just remember. Be there by 9 ok.” Julie says as she’s walking out the door with you following behind her. You take one last look at Reggie and give him a wink before you walk out shutting the door behind you. Reggie just shakes his head and then they poof out.

*Time skip to after the dance*

As Julie and Flynn sat there popping the balloons, you were pacing back and forth. Shaking. When all of a sudden the guys run in. “Julie we are so sorry.” They say as they come to a stop in front of you guys. Julie starts laying into them and you walk out with Flynn. You can’t be there right now for fear of saying something you’ll regret.

*Skip to the studio that night*

You’re pacing again. How could they do that to Julie? They knew how important tonight was for her. It felt like you had been kicked in the gut. You were mad, not just at them, but at yourself because it feels like you let Julie down. You were so in your thoughts you didn’t hear the guys come in until you came face to chest with Reggie. “Hey. You ok? You’re crying! Why are you crying?? The other boys poof away but Reggie stays behind to find out why you’re crying. “You want to know why I’m crying? Really? I’m seriously so mad right now. At you guys. For bailing. You knew how important tonight was for Julie. And yet you guys were nowhere to be found. You embarrassed Julie. You hurt me because you promised. You guys promised and you guys broke that promise. So no I’m not ok. I cry when I’m angry.” You say as I’m face to face with him. He reaches a hand up to wipe the tears off your cheeks. You let him for a minute because the touch feels good. Then you realize, he’s touching you. But that fades when you move away from him. You’re still mad. He knows this. “We're sorry. So very sorry. We wanted to be here but there was this ghost club willie took us to for and Luke wanted answers about how we can get back at Bobby…” he started to say but you cut him off “hang on, you bailed because of a personal vendetta you guys wanted to fulfill? You chose party and getting revenge over Julie? Over me? God I’m so stupid! You don’t seem to care about us, about me? How could I have been so stupid. To let my feelings for you get so out of hand. I can’t belie..” you’re cut off from ranting by a pair of hands cradling your face and lips on yours. You’re shocked and can’t believe that Reggie is actually kissing you. You of all people. What feels like eternity but was only a few minutes you pull away. Reggie has a smile on his face. “What was that for?” you say as you’re looking up at him. “It was the only way I could think to shut you up. There are a few things I want to say. And you will listen. Please?” he says as you nod. Still shocked. “We are really sorry. Time got away from us. We feel so so bad that we missed it and we will make it up to you guys. Secondly, you’re not stupid. You can never be. You’re one of the smartest people I have met. Thirdly, you have feelings for me?” he says as you start blushing and you give a nod. “well that’s good. Want to know why?” he asks as you nod your head. “I have feelings for you to. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you.” He says in a whisper before he leans in to kiss you again. As you guys pull apart, your foreheads rest against each other as you try and calm your breathing. “So what does this mean for us?” You ask Reggie as you start to breath normally again. He just looks at you and smiles. “Well I was hoping you would let me take you on a date maybe? Like the drive in movies or roller skating?” You just laugh. “Those aren’t really things anymore. Its 2020. But we can go to the park or a picnic?” you say leaning in to kiss him again. He just smiles and nods. “Sounds good!” he says as he tries to lean in to kiss you yet again. But you pull away. “I’m still mad at you.” You say with a tiny smile as he pulls you into a hug.