#you are me with all my dumb friends after they ditched their stupid exes

[sickofthistoxicshit]

Reading spoiler of live blogs, somehow it feels like a cross between a crack episode and Athena.

Let me know if there is a reason for me to watch beyond Eddie being the good friend that he is and does the right thing as a best friend and steals Buck's phone to prevent him from backsliding.

Dude have some self respect, said most female best friends to their girl friends for eternity now.

[highnoonyone]

i dont use tumblr like i used to but since i know you're lurking:

i wonder why you'd be paranoid after ditching your two "best friends". just to, what, isolate yourself with your partner? and no, i'm not going to namedrop you, but i hope you live with this guilt for the rest of your life. you're not welcome with us anymore, or any of our friends. i hope you look at all of the art you commissioned from me and feel immeasurable guilt. no goodbye, no reasoning. you just left.

i still cannot believe you said "my partner is more important than my friendship with you" to our faces when we asked for a little bit of time spent together, and that you wouldnt play our favorite games with us but you suddenly would with them. and it sucks, because they're a really nice person, but you're just a piece of shit. i hope they find someone better.

im never going to get over the fact you talked shit behind my back while we were dating. and then telling people that you wanted to date one of my alters immediately after she woke up from dormancy. and that you'd try to get your relationship with her back, even though she told you to your face, she didn't want to date.

and you know what. it was really fucking shitty of you to excuse your stupid online selfship friend to listing k//lling st//lking as a media they were into after my boyfriend and i TOLD YOU it was an unsafe media for GAY MEN and we didn't feel comfortable with you interacting with them. because, what? you're too fucking attracted to an average joe drawing on the internet? fuck off

it was so fucking weird how you didn't give a shit about anything that we had to say about us being affected by something as gay men. it felt awful, especially as your "best friends". but your partner cared. another reason why they dont and never will deserve to be with someone as awful as you! :D

on top of that, not only do you selfship with characters that are heavily MLM coded, YOU FUCKING IDENTIFIED WITH ONE OF THEIR TWIN SISTERS WHILE SELFSHIPPING WITH THEM. crazy! also, it's not biphobia to call you out for selfshipping with them. are you fucking stupid. that dumb anon you got was in NO WAY being biphobic. who gives a fuck if they weren't written for representation, you're going to look at a MAN WHO IS CHRONICALLY OBSESSED WITH ANOTHER MALE AND THINK "hm. i should write a mary sue oc that has the same condition as him because clearly he likes women!". ok.

btw saying a colorist character looks gender just because she has red hair is fucking disgusting and im really ashamed and disappointed in you for looking at this whitewashed character and thinking "mm. nothing wrong here!". i wouldnt be surprised if you added her to your sources list in less than a week! not to fucking mention that you have a crush on a WHITEWASHED CHARACTER based off of a yoruba deity whos NAME ISNT EVEN SPELLED RIGHT. so much for you and your partner telling us that you'd "completely drop genshin if the arch0n was white". what happened to that? fwiw, i wouldnt also be surprised if you randomly dropped my boyfriend and i so you can go be fucking racist in your own hellhole just like his ex did.

did i mention that all of n//tlans characters are whitewashed?

did i also mention that you introjected my ex's source after we told you he acted ab//sive towards us and after we told you we cannot interact with any introjects of him. or did i just imagine it. because im pretty sure that happened! im pretty sure i had to sit you down and tell you we couldnt be friends with or be near him!

anyways. if you read this far congrats i guess. i'm never going to be satisfied with the amount of shit i have to write and put down because i'll always have more to say. to anyone else who's reading this: thanks for listening to my vent! i'm honestly heartbroken that i put so much effort into multiple years of a friendship just for them to ditch me the day before my birthday. dont be as stupid as i was! :)))

[aestheticsuwu]

It is not the same without you around

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x Demetri Alexopoulos

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Robby is a good friend. One of the best of friends Demetri has, But as much he loves the dude, he does not want to look for a missing necklace . No matter how much it cost to Robby’s boyfriend.

Pretty hefty. He seen the receipt.

Since Robby was throwing such a fit. They were all forced to look for it like it was a live or die situation .Demetri didn’t understand , the guy could get away with anything , The tall dude would just forgive him.

And if Robby dearly loved that necklace he should’ve kept it safe ,like who knows, maybe around his neck ,or in a jewelry box.

But here he was, in a Sunday, the sun beaming directly at him trying to melt him into a Demetri-shaped puddle. He could feel his armpits begin to sweat. Thank God for deodorant .

“Let’s split up in groups of twos.” Robby suggests . After taking a break in their search , Robby decided it was better for them to espérate into teams.Them being him, Sam , Miguel, Tory and… Eli.

Demetri was fine as long they don’t pair him up with… him.

Maybe he was running on different time because he blinks and suddenly everyone is paired up leaving him with Eli. What did he just say.

“How about you guys look here. Sam and Miguel look near the entrance and Tory and I will search near the abounded train tracks.”

“Why would it be there ?” Eli ask , the question everyone was thinking.

“T-Thats—I really hope your good at looking for my necklace like your questioning.” Robby sneer and glares at Eli. It wasn’t as scary as it was intented with his tinted cheeks.

His mind didn’t want to picture Robby and Rickenberger [redacted]. Yeah, it was too early for this shit.

The pairs start to leave and Demetri pulls Robby and Sam roughly aside ignoring Sam’s yelp.

“Let’s switch . “ He demands.

“Demetri —“ He cuts Sam off, He had a guess what she would say. It was no time to be persuaded by those baby blues . He opted to glare at both Robby and Sam.

“Don’t Demetri me , Samantha.” Lowering his tone he pleads, ” I would rather have Tory give me a wedgie than be alone with him.” He didn’t want run the risk of the blonde hearing him and take his word for it.

He tried to copy Robby’s puppy look that he witness work in his favor a million times, it was a work in progress, Sam looks almost swayed but Robby interrupts and elbows Sam’. He will not be helping him find shit.

“ Focus. This is important. If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have made you go spend time with him. I only have today to find it , Dee would know I lost it. Please Demetri” Robby pleads.

Why couldn’t he be a bad friend and ditch them. Go home and eat a pint of ice cream all to himself while listening to the Wallows blasting his eardrums until it bled .

Scoffing at Robby’s ‘Puppy look’. He sighs deeply and looks up at the sky with his hand on his hips.How did he do that. He has to take notes.

“Fine.” Demetri stops them again.” As soon as one of you find it , you come and rescue me, Got it?”

“Got it!” Sam and Robby say in unison and give him a good luck smile. Acting like they were twins, they were even wearing the same color , did Mr.LaRusso dressed them?. He really wanted to push them down a hill.

He feels it. The awkwardness in the air. Even if everybody tried to ignore it. Maybe that’s why nobody wanted to pair up with the two of them. Because it’s there. Floating in the air.

Who knew how awkward it is to break up with your best friend / boyfriend. He did now.

Demetri doesn’t quite remember for what reason they broke up , what he does know ,is that he is not going to spend his Sunday looking for a dumb expensive necklace with his ex. Well… not all day .

“I can’t believe I’m stuck looking for a stupid necklace .” Eli huffed , kneeled over the grass . Demetri rolled his eyes . Always the complainer.

And people thought it was him.

He is about to get up from his squating position. His thighs were cramping already,He really has to do leg day, But freezes when he hears Eli mumble.

He is not sure what he exactly said. But it sounded in between , Especially with you or this stupid shoe.

“Look for the necklace because I don’t want to look at your stupid face, any longer.” Demetri went with the first one. Not seeing Eli trip on air .

“ Stupid face? Stupid face!” Eli laughed dryly ,” If I recall you were all over this stupid face.” He motions his face with both of his hands.

“Oh please , don’t get yourself confused , I remember you would climbed on to me.” Eli must be dumb to think he was winning because Demetri was ready to prove him wrong.

“Because you were so whiny for my attention!” Eli yells looking way too smug.

“Don’t make me laugh , Eli.” Demetri scoffs , moving from his spot not wanting to be any closer to this jerk any longer.

“Don’t worry I will just tell your terrible unfunny jokes!” Eli snarks, giving him the most fake ass smile .

“You said they were funny!” Demetri screams, a tiny bit hysterical .

“I lied!” Eli laugh mocked him.He was looking to smug for his own good. Demetri had to dig deeper.

“You suck at singing!, makes me wonder if your tone deaf.” Demetri watched Eli narrow his eyes in disbelief.

“ Why should I listen to you, you have bad music taste ? You listen to wallows !” Eli took a large step forward ,jabbing his finger at Demetri chest. Which , Ow , that hurts.

“Don’t you dare say nothing bad about them!” Demetri warned . Say anything about him but not them. He stabbed Eli chest with his bony finger . He gets a satisfaction seeing Eli wince.

“They suck ass , oh wait ? You do too.” That stupid malicious smirk came up making Demetri felt his marbles let loose but he tried to not show it.But Eli continued, “Guess you have something in common”

And well he did warn him to keep his mouth shut. And for a fleeting moment he felt bad for Mr.LaRusso perfectly cut grass, but it disappears when the chunk of grass and dirt is thrown at Eli.

Eli spits out the dirt that managed to get inside his mouth . Eyes shot wide like he couldn’t believe that Demetri did that, and when the shock warned off he reaches down for a nearby plant ,that Demetri dodges but is not lucky with the second time.

A voice in his head that sounded like Mr.L yelled at him stop .

So he did. Demetri opted to tackle the guy to the ground. Poor plants didn’t deserve it, at least the remaining ones . He will crane kick his ass if he needs too.

Eli is quick to roll him over trying to pin his arms down but Demetri pushes him to his left and plants his knees firmly . Somehow Eli swings his legs over, caging him in and flips him in his back.

When Demetri looks to his side , he sees his arm beside his head. He watches their chest heave as they ran out breath from rolling around the grass . One second their glaring and seconds away from throwing punches to laughing their ass off randomly.

Eli drops down next to him , still laughing but reaches for his hand . Just like that ,the anger he had was gone, he turn and was surprised that Eli was looking at him already.

“I’m sorry about saying shit about the Wallows , they don’t suck ass.”

“I lied about your singing , you sing beautiful .”

“No I don’t.” Eli shook his ahead in amusement.

“No you don’t. “ Demetri laughs “I’m sorry for throwing chunk of grass.”

“It was nostalgic , haven’t had grass and dirt in years.” Eli acted like he felt melancholy and broke into a smile when he swatted his arm.

“Why did we break up?”Eli asked seriously.

“Because we are stupid . I don’t even remember why !” Demetri sighs , he squeezes Eli’s hand .

“Take me back. I miss you.” Eli confesses making Demetri the happiest guy today.

“I missed you too , I missed you sending me a thousands of Tik Tok videos every day .”

That’s all Eli needed to jump on Demetri and kiss him . The kiss tasted like dirt but Demetri will ignore that for now since they couldn’t exactly brush their teeth or whip out a gum in the middle of kissing.

“Bet you missed kissing this stupid face .” Eli grins , lips shiny and pink driving Demetri nuts . He rolled them over , wincing a tiny rock dug into his knee, he regrets wearing shorts.

“If you don’t shut up and kiss me , we will break up again .” Demetri blank face breaks when Eli twist his nipple in retaliation . He pinches Eli back making him laugh.

“We can’t have that now , can we ?” Eli tugs him down and plants a big ole kiss and Demetri is just swell . Makeup make outs are the best . Mind slushy like a cloud , head empty , and hands on Eli.

For a second he pulls his hand away from Eli’s face to pull the pebble digging in his skin and goes back to sticking his tongue down his boyfriend throat.

~~~~~————/-

“Dude!” Tory yells and covers Sam’s eyes and uses Miguel body to shield them from seeing skin or whatever was going on. Miguel scrunched his face , but not that scandalized he seen them naked before.

“What the hell guys?”Robby surprisingly screams louder than Tory , he looks around the place probably avoiding to see them until they throw back on their clothes. Even if it was just the shirts that were discarded.

“Sorry to scar you eyes ” Eli bit his lip to stop himself from cracking up. He tried to get a high five from Miguel but Miguels pulls away at the last second not knowing where and what that hand touch. Eli shoves his hand into his pockets.

“I’m talking about the dojo. You guys are fixing this !” Robby mouth tugged down into an angry frown and brows furrowed . Tory whistled seeing how they tore the place up. Sam was looking equally piss matching Robby expression and crossed arms . He butts in Robby hysterical rant before Sam has the chance to explode .

“Ok, Ok . You found it?” Demetri dust off any dirt or grass of his shirt with his hand.

“Found what?”Robby looks at him funny , ‘giving him a what the hell are you talking about’ his arms falling to his sides .

“The necklace?” Demetri is now confused. The whole reason they were here.

“What neckla— Oh! , No we haven’t.” Like a light blub appears above Robby .Which was funny, minutes ago he was dying of nerves and now he couldn’t remember .

The sun lets its presence known by hitting Robby’s green lying eyes, making the boy shift nervously .The sudden movements make Demetri catch something shiny .

“You little deceiving liar!” Demetri can’t believe it , he was tricked. If it was anyone else he would laugh but Robby played him.

“Excuse me.” Robby shifted his weight one foot to the other.

Robby has the audacity to act innocent.

“You have the necklace. You never lost it.” He points an accusatory finger in his direction. Demetri runs up and pulls the necklace , gently he was not wasting his allowance buying him a new one, Robby just smiled sheepishly trying to look cute but it won’t work on him.

“Made us waste our day, looking for something that wasn’t lost with the sun trying to kill us. And for what.!” Demetri yells frustrated , He didn’t even bother asking the rest if they knew all along too.

“To be fair , the plan work.” Robby shrugged calmly with a smile on his face, as if that was justifiable .

“What plan?” Eli squawks , wiping away the dirt and sweat off his face, feeling a bit annoyed now. Sure he got Demetri back but he didn’t understand Robby’s big scheme.

“To get you guys together.” Robby points at them . He shares a look with Miguel, Tory and Sam and then starts explaining, “We couldn’t deal with you talking our ear off about Eli being the dumb beautiful idiot .And Tory and Miguel was tired of seeing Eli act all miserable , weepy and crying himself to sleep.”

“I didn’t cry myself to sleep.” Eli is quick to correct Robby.

“Ehh”Miguel betrayed Eli , but it was the truth. “ I hate seeing you sad , so we made this plan , we all sacrificed our day and cancelled our plans to get your silly asses back together. It was a great plan if I say so.” Miguel proudly said .

Eli pulled Miguel into a hug. And then the rest, which left them confused but touched that Eli was showing his grattitude.

Demetri is not caving in that easily . Robby put his palms together and apologized .

“It’s going to take more than that, Keene.”

“Okay.” Robby added a pout and the sad puppy eyes. Demetri was not falling for this one . Robby stopped for a second to wave his hand to get the others attention. They stood in formation and started to give him their own version of ‘puppy eyes ‘ , Demetri really needed new set of friends.

“Fine, Fine . Just stop doing that it’s creeping me out !”

“Group hug.” Sam shouts.

Demetri got squashed in next to Eli and Miguel, Almost kissed Robby and his foot got stepped on by Tory and knocked his chin with Sam with the sudden force . They really shouldn’t have rushed in.

Somebody phone chimes . It’s Robby , Because he is peeling away from the hug and announces he has to leave since his boyfriend is taking him to the ‘Theater‘.

“Wait .”Miguel stops Robby from taking one more step , looking confuse “I thought we all cancelled our plans for today.”

“Yeah , but when we went to Sam’s car , I texted Dee to come pick me up when you were betting how long it would to get their shit together . “ Robby unashamedly explained , The others collectively made noises of ‘ooh’s’ and ‘ahhh’ .

“Are you really ditching us , why don’t you invite us ?”Tory shuffled forward .

“Tickets are sold out.” Robby smiles apologetically at her.

“Unless you’re not going to the movies.”Miguel ask suspiciously getting on Robby nerves .

“I am going to the movies.” Robby’s jaw ticks . anyone could see that Robby didn’t want his friends to accompany him but they would also see Robby was lying . And well he made them all cancel his plans in good cause .

Robby calls it victory when they supposedly let him leave , the second he turned his back on them the menace of Eli yells out .

“Then we all are going. Cmon guys !”

No , guys , there’s no more , it’s a date for two not for 7 , we can hang out another—“ Robby gives up , he pursued his lip , hands on his hips watching them run outside . He sighs in defeat.

“Thanks for all this. I really appreciated .” Demetri pats his shoulder .

“No problem.” Robby says irritated, Demetri looks away to hide his smug smile. “ Shouldn’t you be celebrating right now like you were a couple of minutes ago with Eli.” Robby tries one last attempt to get rid of them but it’s no use .

“Another time . We got a movie to watch.” Demetri cackles seeing Robby looking pissed that his plans were being ruined .

“Demetri !”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Robby looks pretty pissed that we are crashing his date.” Eli snickers , rasing his chin towards Robby. Demetri shoves a couple of popcorn into his mouth and he watches Robby pout angrily with his arms crossed.

“Hawk, lend me a few bucks I’m a bit short.” Miguel screams from the popcorn stand making Tory wince . Sam smiled apologetically towards the random strangers who turned by the yelling.

“Dem hold my cup .”

Demetri gave him a ‘really?‘ look , his hands were full from the large bucket , red vines and his own cup. Which reminded him how much of a brat Eli is , not one ounce of a gentleman .

“Robby, Hold my cup.” Eli shoves it in Robby’s hand who left right eye was twitching . Eli blows out a whistle taking a peep in his wallet, shamelessly turns to Robby’s boyfriend to borrow money to let Miguel borrow .

Robby looks seconds away from disowning them when Rickenberger lends him a 20 . That guy was clearly trying to win some points with them because he is clearly knows he is not getting that back.

Miguel won’t pay Eli , And Eli won’t ask for the money since he also owes Miguel.

Hawk sprints to Miguel and back to him , Miguel shouts ‘thank you’ and Eli ‘No problem man’ ,they might get kicked out.

Robby tugs his boyfriend and tells the woman ,giving them a disapproving look , that he didn’t know them. She might’ve been more bothered by the hand on Robbys ass and Eli constantly telling random people that he got back with his hot babe.

Another time , Demetri would’ve tried to help and make those two idiots to shut up and be in constant worry of being kicked out and all. But he just got his boyfriend back, no more single Demetri , so when Eli screeches when he finds out Robby threw his cup away, Demetri just lets it happen . He is happy goddammit . Nothing can ruin this day , he is about to watch a movie that he will not pay attention to since he will be making out with his boyfriend . And eating all these snacks

They’re real close to getting banned—Wait—. Never mind , they’re banned . There goes his plans .

[veliseraptor]

Can you help me understand why Xue Yang never swears vengeance against JGY? Sorry for the dumb ask, Lise.....

not a dumb ask! this is an interesting one and part of why it's interesting is that there's several potential answers and no one definitive one, so it can be very "choose your own adventure" as far as what suits.

the most obvious explanation is that Jin Guangyao didn't actually try to have Xue Yang killed - that he loudly told everyone that Xue Yang Was Executed Now Actually, quietly pushed Xue Yang out the back door and told him not to come back, and an unrelated party caught up to Xue Yang and beat him to a pulp to be found by Xiao Xingchen. (or, alternately, the plan was for a little light beating to sell the bit but it got somewhat out of hand and more serious than intended/someone got overenthusiastic.)

this would make a lot of sense, including in terms of Jin Guangyao, who we know can be sort of sentimental about not killing people even when it would be technically safer/"smarter" to do so (notably, Sisi). it would also explain why Xue Yang doesn't seem super fussed about his unceremonious exit from Jinlintai and is happy enough to go back to working with Jin Guangyao and Su She after Xiao Xingchen dies - there wasn't a betrayal at all, and his ending up dying in a ditch wasn't Jin Guangyao's fault.

my personal favored explanation is a little more complicated because that's how I like it - which is to say that I tend to go with "Jin Guangyao did intend for Xue Yang to die, didn't feel great about it but it was necessary, Xue Yang fully expected that to happen eventually and wasn't even really surprised when it did." and then why he doesn't turn around and go after Jin Guangyao the way he does after others...a few reasons:

1. Initially: it'd be kind of stupid to try. Xue Yang is a fairly pragmatic person, really, and when it comes down to it Jin Guangyao is kind of out of his reach. He's well protected and even if Xue Yang could get to him then getting out again would be a pretty tall order. Xue Yang is dedicated to his vengeance plans (except when they get derailed by unexpected domestication) but he's also pretty practical about them.

2. It turns out okay for him, actually! Yeah, he lost his powerful protection and almost died but (a) that was always going to happen eventually and (b) he ended up with a pretty soft landing all things considered, and a pretty cushy set up in Yi City that he was happy with. So why throw himself at a very difficult vengeance target when ultimately things worked out all right? Not like Xue Yang wants to walk out on his domestic bliss elaborate vengeance scheme to target his ex-boss when he'd probably just die doing it.

3. When it stops turning out okay and Xiao Xingchen goes and unalives himself, Xue Yang wants something from Jin Guangyao (namely, help and resources for resurrecting his dead Daozhang) more badly than he wants revenge. That just takes priority, and again (in terms of pragmatism), Xue Yang can prioritize.

4. On some weird level Xue Yang still likes Jin Guangyao. Trusts, no, likes, yes. Yes, he screwed him over! (Not very surprising: that's just what everyone does.) But he was/is also a friend (one of Xue Yang's first and only) and that means he gets a fair bit more latitude, I think, than anybody else. Because Xue Yang is very loyal, in his way. So if there's enough reasons to make the decision that this once he will let that whole thing go...I can see him doing that, very graciously and magnanimously. He's so nice like that.

[favefandomimagines]

Oh (e.b.)

Summary: buck runs into his ex fling, taylor kelly, leaving you to feel like nothing but a second choice

AN: inspired by the winter finale of 911

You were a catch. You were smart, had a good job, beautiful. Guys were lining up to date you and yet the man you wanted to be with didn’t want you.

It seemed to everyone around you that the two of you were meant to be but to Buck, it wasn’t that obvious. He didn’t see how you looked at him, didn’t hear how you talked about him. Clearly, he didn’t know how you felt about him.

So, you stuck it out. You put your feelings on the back burner and just decided to be his friend. If he wanted to be with you, he would.

But you couldn’t ignore the feeling in your chest when he told you he was having dinner with Taylor Kelly.

“We got to talking at that call and then Albert said him and Veronica were having dinner and I just, called and asked if she wanted to come.” Buck explained. “And she said yes?” You asked.

“Yeah, she seemed on board. Maybe this is the universe telling me something.” He said. “The universe? You’ve never believed in that stuff.” You told him. “But this is Buck 3.0. I’m all for a change.” Buck answered. “When is this dinner again?” You asked. “Wednesday at 6.” He said.��

“Oh.” You muttered quietly. Wednesday was your birthday. And it seemed that Buck was caught up in bettering himself and finding someone that he had completely forgotten about you. But you had enough trying to remind him and get him to see that you were right there the whole time. 

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you looked at the mug in your hands. “You okay?” He asked. “Uh, yeah. I think I’m gonna head home. I have a long shift tomorrow.” You said, rising from your seat.

“You just got here.” Buck pointed out. “Buck, I just, I gotta go.” You said in a more stern manner. He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows and watched you leave his apartment.

You let out a large sigh as you got in your car before the tears came.

How were you so unlucky that the guy you were head over heels for, wanted someone else? He wanted someone else so much, he forgot about her birthday. When you were right there through everything? You were there through Abby leaving, Ally breaking up with him, the lawsuit against the department, his parents, everything. And yet you were left on the back burner. 

You always put his feelings above your own, not because you felt like you should. But because you cared about him and if he was happy, you were happy. Though, the more you thought about it, the more you realized that he sometimes didn’t give you that same courtesy. 

Your day was like the day from hell. Everything that could go wrong in your line of work, went completely wrong. To make matters worse, you had lost one of your favorite patients. She had stage 3 leukemia but she never let that change her personality. 

She made going to the hospital after shifts worth while because at least you got to spend time with her. But the cancer was too aggressive for the chemo and she died in her sleep that night. You tried not to let losses get to you but she had been your patient since you started volunteering at the hospital. You were really hoping you’d see her remission but the universe had other plans. 

All you wanted to do was lay on the couch with Buck and just cry. You got in your car and dialed his number, getting a few rings before he picked up. “Hey, you!” He greeted you. “Hey, do you maybe want to come over later? I’ve had the worst day. I lost a patient and-” You started before he cut you off. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I can’t. I have a date tonight, trying to put myself back out there.” He said. “I can come over after.” He added. “No, forget it. It’s fine.” You said. “You sound upset.” Buck said. “I’m fine, Buck. Enjoy your date.” You replied before hanging up the phone. 

Since that evening, you had been avoiding Buck like the plague. On shifts, you wouldn’t talk to him. Sticking to Chimney and Hen like glue to avoid any conversation with Buck. 

You went so far to ask to ride in the ambulance to calls, rather than in the fire engine like usual. It wasn’t odd for you to be in the ambulance because you were an EMT but you usually rode with the rest of the team.

“Does anyone know why Y/N won’t ride with us anymore?” Buck asked his crew. “Are you that dumb?” Hen asked. “Hen,” Bobby started. “It’s because of you, dude.” Eddie answered. “Me? What did I do?” Buck questioned. “Well, you blow her off all the time, completely ignore her feelings and ditch her for dates and you’re so oblivious you can’t see that she’s totally in love with you.” Eddie explained. “When you were hurt in the hospital, she didn’t come to work for days because she didn’t want you the throw a clot. She had to work triple shifts just to make enough to pay her rent because of all the days she missed sitting with you. Did you ever thank her for that?” Bobby added. “Well, no, but-” He started. 

“And when she lost her favorite patient, Emily, did you ask her if she was okay?” Bobby asked. “I-I couldn’t I had a date. And she didn’t say it was Emily.” Buck said, trying to defend yourself. “If you don’t reciprocate her feelings, that’s fine. But she’s your best friend. And as her best friend, you are supposed to be there when she needs you. She shouldn’t have to explain herself.” Bobby concluded. “You also forgot her birthday.” Chimney added as they all got out of the engine. 

The rest of his shift, Buck tried getting you to talk to him. But it was always, ‘I’m busy, Buck’ or ‘Can’t talk, we’re working.’ He’d given up when he tried to stop you after a call and you had given him a look he had never seen before. 

The guilt was eating him alive. He was a terrible friend to you and he thought being with you was a pipe dream. Until Hen and Eddie told him you loved him. But regardless of your feelings for him, you had done so much for him and he didn’t realize it until you were gone. 

That night, Buck went over to Taylor’s to gain more perspective on what he could do to fix what he royally screwed up. 

“I don’t know what to do. She hasn’t talked to me in weeks. We’ve never gone this long without talking.” Buck explained to Taylor.

“Well, you did forget her birthday. And not give it a second thought that she was hurting over the loss of a patient.” She said. “That’s not helping.” He replied. “You asked for my help and I’m being honest. You really hurt her. She almost got evicted because she was so worried about you. The first person she wanted to be with after her friend died was you and you went on a date instead.” Taylor said. “I know. I tried to talk to her but she won’t answer any of my calls or texts. She won’t even look at me anymore.” Buck said. 

“You are so stupid sometimes.” Taylor laughed. “What?” Buck asked. “She has feelings for you. Why else would she get so upset? If she only saw you as a friend, you would be getting screamed at not avoided.” She explained.

“Everyone keeps saying that but there’s no way Y/N has feelings for me. She’s...perfect. Perfect doesn’t fall for damaged goods.” Buck rebutted. “Trust me, she loves you.” Taylor told him. “And do you love her?” She asked. “Of course I do. But being with her seemed like it was too good to happen so I tried to move on. I guess I tried so hard I ended up hurting her anyways.” Buck answered. 

“Then tell her. And do a whole lot of graveling while you’re at it.” Taylor said. 

Buck quickly left the apartment and got into his car driving like a bat out of hell. When he arrived at your apartment, he didn't even bother to park in the parking stall correctly, his main focus was just getting to you.

When he finally reached your door, he knocked on it rather harshly and heard the sound of your urgent footsteps coming to find out who it was.

"Buck? What are you doing here?" You asked. Buck couldn't even find the words to answer because he was more focused on what you were wearing.

You had on a formed fitting red dress, your hair was curled and flowing over your shoulders and you looked beautiful.

"Wh-Why are you dressed like that?" He stammered. "I have a date." You answered. "You have a date? With who?" Buck asked. "Emily's brother. We became close when Emily had chemo and after she died we kept in tough. Why are you here?" You questioned.

"Don't go on the date. Please, for the love of god, don't go on that date. Because I love you, Y/N. I was too stupid to see it until you weren't around anymore. And I was terrible to you. I was supposed to be your best friend and I was so worried about my own life I dnd't even ask you how you were doing and oh my god I missed your birthday." Buck rambled.

"Slow down, Buckley, and talk to me at a normal rate, please." You said.

Buck took a deep breath and looked at you intently. "I'm in love with you. I-I always have but being with you always seemed like a pipe dream because you're perfect. You have always been perfect and you know that I'm not." Buck explained.

"Exactly. I've seen you at your worst and I still love you but even as your best friend you never gave me the time of day. Missing my birthday to go to dinner with Taylor Kelly. Brushing me off after Emily died because you had a date." You laughed bitterly. "I have stood by you no matter what. But god forbid I need you once in a while." You added.

"And I am so sorry, Y/N. You have every right to be upset with me, I'm upset with me. I'm pissed off at myself because I didn't realize what I had until it was too late." Buck replied. "Evan, do you understand the situation you just put me in? I get to go on a date with a great guy, one who actually pays attention and then the man I've been in love with for years, shows up at my doorstep to tell me he loves me back." You started.

Buck's facial expression fell, fearing the worst and anticipating you telling him that you'd moved on and he was too late.

"And I have to call that guy and tell him that I can't make it. Because the person I actually want to be with is right here." You finished.

The light in Buck's eyes returned at your words, looking at you with a gentle smile.

"Really?" He asked. "Yes, really and please don't make me regret it. You've screwed up a lot lately, let's not add us to the list." You said. "So there's an us now?" Buck questioned. "I-If that's okay with you." You stuttered. "It's absolutely okay with me." Buck said with a smile.

"I guess I got all dressed up for nothing." You sighed, letting Buck inside your apartment.

Buck was quiet for a moment as he watched you take your heels off and your earrings, placing them on the table by the door. "Then let's not make it for nothing. Let me take you out on our first official date." He said.

"Besides, I need to see you in that dress more often." He added a smirk on his face. "Alright then, Buckley. Take me on a date. You have a lot to make up for." You smiled, offering him your hand.

Buck took your hand in his, happily, and held you steady as you put your shoes back on. “Trust me, Y/N, it’ll be the best date you’ve ever been on.” He said. 

In the moment, you laughed at his words but after the date had concluded and all was said and done, it had indeed been the best date you have ever been on. 

[atinydise]

Follow the rules (Part 2)

❦ Genre: Angst / Fluff / Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Don't ever believe me again when I say I'm posting something "soon" 💀Part 1

❦ Tags: @scuzmunkie, @butterfliesinthenightsky 🦋

Once again, you stared at your reflection in the dirty mirror of the theater.

You fixed your hair, removed the tiny stain of lipstick on your teeth, and shamelessly opened another button of your dress.

“You can do it, girl!” You motivated yourself. “It’s just a date! You are a pro for dates.”

It’s been 10 minutes that you were trying to spot something wrong with your outfit or just yourself.

This guy that you met at a party, invited you to several dates before, but for this one, you felt a little bit more stressed or insecure.

He was so good to you. Always funny, complimenting you when you doubt your own beauty because of these stupid “beauty standards” or always available when you need to talk.

You were diving into your thoughts, daydreaming about how this date could end when you receive a text from him asking if you were okay.

Not losing another second, you walked out of the restroom.

“Oh Y/N, are you okay? You were there for a while.” He asked, visibly worried for you.

“Yeah, there were just a few girls before me.” You lied. “Let’s go?”

He nodded and smiled.

“But first, do you want a snack or a drink?” He offered, already taking out his wallet.

“Wait, I'm paying.” You put your hand on his. “You paid for the restaurant yest-”

“Popcorn and a cold drink such as iced tea?” He asked, knowing exactly what you want.

Understanding that he would probably not give up and pay for your snacks, you simply nodded.

“Thank you again.”

“Wait for me here!” He said before running to the shop.

Seeing someone devoted to you made you happy and thankful.

“What could happen Y/N? It’s probably going to be a good date too.” You tried to reassure yourself, fixing your dress one last time.

“Y/N?”

You instinctively looked at the person next to you.

It took a few seconds to realize that the worst thing that could happen, was just there: Seonghwa.

You hated the way with simple eye contact, he made you doubt your entire existence.

Even if Seonghwa changed a bit during this last month, he was still this handsome man he used to be.

His hair was dyed in black and a bit curlier than before. He was probably working out a lot more because his figure was a tiny bit more massive.

The way his eyes were piercing and staring at your soul, gave you this warm feeling that only he can give you.

“Y/N?” He repeated.

You raised a brow to show him that he has your attention, but that you wouldn’t say anything.

“It’s been a while.”

The thought of shouting ‘you dumb or what’ or punching him right in the face, came to your mind for 2 seconds, but you decided to play it cool.

“Yeah.” You simply replied.

Seonghwa was taken aback because of these short and cold replies. You were the only one talkative among both of you.

“Hm… are we cool? Or?”

“Cool?” You repeated. “What do you mean?”

“Are you still mad at me?”

This situation was so strange to you that you pinched your hand discreetly, to be sure that you were not daydreaming or hallucinating.

“Y/N.” He called you once again.

You managed to keep your composure but hearing your name from his mouth made your knees weak a little bit more.

“Do you remember that we are not talking or seeing each other anymore?”

Seonghwa scratched the back of his head, searching for a possible excuse or explanation.

“You made it clear the last time we saw each other.” You continued. “So you don’t need to come and check after me as you care.”

“Y/N…”

“Don’t Y/N me.”

“That’s your name?” He raised a brow.

“Yeah, then don’t call me.” You gulped, realizing how dumb this was.

“Y/- I mean… Can we just talk about what happened? I know what I said was bad.”

“Bad?”

“Yes.”

“I would say painful, cold, uncomfortable, hard, unpleasant-”

“Okay okay, I got it.” He stopped you.

“No, I think you didn’t.” You started, clenching your fist to not yell at him for everything he did to you. “You literally throw me like a toy. Okay, we knew our deal, just sex, but you could have been a little- NO. A LOT nicer when you rejected me.”

“I freaked out.”

“And I don’t care.”

“Can we talk about this later? I really want to see you again.”

That was one of the things you were redoubting.

After a month, the moment you finally start to turn the page and focus again on your happiness, Seonghwa comes back.

You hated yourself for already knowing that you would run to him without any effort.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?”

You turned back and stared at Seungyeon. He looked so cute with these 2 big packs of popcorn and the drinks hanging between his fingers.

“Ah, you there.” You smiled.

Seonghwa stared at both of you, trying to know the exact situation or relationship you had with this man.

“Hello. I’m Seungyeon.” He politely bowed.

Your ex-friend and benefits didn’t even blink. He stayed there, only staring at him.

“Well… we should go. The movie is about to start soon.” You grabbed Seungyeon by the arm, making sure to help him with the drinks.

“And what about my request?” Asked Seonghwa, before you could leave.

You sighed. He wouldn’t give up so easily. He would even sit next to you during the movie for sure.

“Can you take our seats? I need to talk to him for a minute.” You simply explained, embarrassed that this situation happens during your date.

“Sure, text me if you have a problem.”

You understand well that he was bothered by you staying with a man that clearly has his effect on you. But for the sake of this date, you needed to make things clear with Seonghwa.

When Seungyeon disappeared from your eyesight, you confronted him.

“What’s your problem?”

“And who’s this guy?”

“And why are you asking as you care about who I’m dating?” You crossed your arms on your chest.

“Because you are mine.” He sighed in frustration.

“What the hell Park Seonghwa.”

“I’m the only one who is supposed to touch you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes at this comment. Of course, he was only thinking about sex.

“Well sorry, but other people don't see me as a vulgar piece of meat like you do.” You started. “Seungyeon is curious about how my day went and not about which position we are doing at night.”

“Do you sleep with him?” He stepped closer to you.

“This is none of your business.”

Seonghwa was frustrated. He ran his hand in his hair and growled something that you didn’t understand.

“So, for your request. It’s no. You told me that I’ve shouldn’t f-”

“Does he satisfy you well?”

You blink twice at this sudden question.

“I told you it’s n-”

“Does he fuck you better than me?”

He was stepping closer to you at every question. Your heart raced and your lips went dry in a second.

“Does he make these things that you love the most in bed?”

“You are being inappropriate.”

“I bet you never told him your little secrets. Like how you like to be choked. Did you tell him?”

The proximity, his perfume, or just his presence made you get a tone of flashbacks.

These times you met, how he treated you well or how he completely made you forget your own name.

“You are mine. And I don’t want anybody to touch you.” He whispered, resting his forehead on yours.

This contact made you close your eyes so you could enjoy his presence once again.

“Just ditch him…”

You shook your head, “I can’t. He’s nice to me.”

“And I am too.” He kissed your cheek.

“He’s giving me what I want.” You gently rested your palm on his torso, trying to push him a bit.

“I can give it to you too.” He slowly went to kiss your neck, your weak spot. “All night long.”

His offer was interesting, of course. But you remembered that after this “night” he wouldn’t text you or ask how your day went as Seungyeon does.

"No." You pushed him stronger this time and stepped back. “I don’t want to be a friend with benefits anymore. I just want to be a girlfriend.”

Your heart was beating so fast in your chest that you thought it would explode the next minute. Maybe it would be the time where Seonghwa would change the status of your relationship or simply disappear as he usually does.

“I just want to be special to someone and not only because I slept with them.” You added, not liking the silence that settled.

“If you want me to be yours and not only in your bed at night then say it now. Otherwise, there’s a movie which is waiting for me.”

His lips parted for a second then closed right after.

You bit the inside of your cheek and nodded. “That’s what I thought.”

You pushed his hand away from your forearm.

“Excuse me, but I have a movie to see.”

You exchanged one last stare together, then you left to join Seungyeon.

The more you walked away from him, the more you felt your heart clenching in your chest.

When the door closed behind you, you brushed off the tear which was sliding on your cheek.

“Ah you there,” smiled Seungyeon when he saw you.

“Yeah sorry. Did I miss something?”

“Nop, only ads.”

“Good.” You sat down, blinking a few times to suppress the tears.

“Are you okay?” He asked, still worried for you.

You nodded, biting your tongue.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” You whispered, taking a deep breath to forget this conversation.

When the room dimmed in the dark, you remembered that your phone wasn’t mute.

Just when you were about to turn it off, you received a text from Seonghwa.

[“Let’s finish our conversation.”]

You noticed that he didn’t write “tonight” like he usually does.

“It’s starting.” Whispered Seungyeon, when he saw you still on your phone.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.” You apologized for not being focused.

[“K.] You replied before turning it off.

You felt bad for agreeing to meet Seonghwa while you were sitting next to someone who probably likes you.

“What I am doing...” you whispered to yourself.

[inkyquince]

YEAH FR i legit have to turn off the sound whenever paimon speaks

I feel like it wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't THERE ALL THE TIME and had to comment on everything but alas

THANK YOU, MY FRIEND THINKS SHE'S CUTE, LIKE BIBBLE FROM BARBIE

BUT BIBBLE IS GOOD, BIBBLE IS SOLID

she just fuckin

keeps

talking

like... no judgment to mihoyo but it feels like... they didn't realise what a horrible thing paimon is. if you dont find her cute, she's an annoying little monster in a diaper who keeps fucking butting in. she even keeps chatting shit during fishing. LIKE SHUIT...... UPO...... (That sounds like a star wars character and i wont change those typos)

if you aren't swept up in a small angelic being, wanting to help you... You think she's a title grabbing shit bag you want dead. Like??? I HATE when she keeps saying she's helping. She's not. I'm the one taking down huge monsters and she's just shitting in a corner. Her voice is irritating, she's rude as fuck for no reason??? Like, i love rude characters, esp when they're comfortable with someone and are jokey rude with them, but she's just a tiny cunt to everyone???

Like, Thoma has been so nice and she's already such a cunt, Zhongli is a fuckin ex-archon and she's pissing and shitting, THERE ARE LEGIT INTRESTING CHARACTERS THAT SHE KEEPS GIVING STUPID NICKNAMES TO LIKE SHE'S CUTE. sHE'S NOT. I'm on the OTHER NPCS' SIDE. fULLY telling her to shut the fuck uP.

HONESTLY, let there be a quest THAT ALLOWS ME TO DELETE HER FROM EXISTENCE

Edit: also she's so fucking dumb? Why can't I ditch her after mondstadt? At that point I am forever smarter than the flaming dog pile

[edie-k]

Greener Pastures (Lavender Brown/Mystery Character, Romione, Hinny, Deamus, PG-13)

Title: Greener Pastures

Pairing: Lavender Brown/Mystery Character, Romione, Hinny, Deamus, Past Lavender/Ron, Past Lavender/Seamus

Rating: PG-13 for language

Summary: At Harry and Ginny's engagement party, Lavender bemoans her single status to a mystery man.

Author's Note: Well, here's an obscure ship for you. Thanks to @adenei for her feedback and kind words!

*************

“I think that proves that for all the complaining I’ve done, Harry, I mean it when I say you are the only one I thought was good enough for my sister,” Ron said from the front of the room, to a chorus of laughter. “So let’s raise a glass to the newly engaged couple!”

From her seat at the bar, Lavender made a face and threw back the remaining contents of her tumblr. Parvati, who was seated next to her, joined the crowd in applauding and cheering Harry and Ginny.

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“That was a nice speech,” commented Parvati.

“Oh, just the best,” muttered Lavender, trying to catch the bartender’s eye.

Parvati shook her head. “I just spotted Adam’s sister. I wanted to ask her about what the expectations are for dress code and stuff at his grandmother’s. All Adam said when I asked him was ‘Whatever’s fine.’ We’re going abroad to meet an entire side of your family I have never met in all the time we’ve been together and you’re telling me whatever is fine.”

“Mmm hmm,” Lavender said, still trying to signal for a drink.

“Are you going to be okay if I-”

“Yes, yes,” said Lavender, sighing. “I’m fine. Sorry if I’m being a drag. Just… that news earlier and then all this… happiness. Go get the dish from Mara so we can go shopping tomorrow.”

Parvati squeezed her friend’s arm before hopping off the stool and wading through the crowd to find Mara. The bartender finally made his way over to her and began to mix her another drink without a word.

At least Adam was out of town on business for the weekend so Lavender didn’t have to third wheel with her best friend and her boyfriend. Because that would have been the only thing more depressing than going to an engagement party with your platonic best friend.

The bartender nudged the glass back to her and she nodded her head in thanks as he made his way back down the bar.

“Is this seat taken?”

Lavender glanced up and met the gaze of a man she’d never seen before.

“Uh, no, be my guest,” she said. “Although be warned that I am shitty company.”

The man chuckled as he sat down on the stool. “I highly doubt that but I’m game to find out.”

Lavender looked at him again. She didn’t recognize him, which was shocking because even though the venue was full, Lavender had thought she would know everyone here. Harry and Ginny were obviously incredibly popular so they had kept tight controls on who was included on the guest list.

The man signaled for the bartender and Lavender took the opportunity to give him a once over. The guy was huge - not in an overweight or bodybuilder type way. He was just tall and solid. Other than her first boyfriend, her preference was tall guys. She was 5”8’ herself and preferred to wear heels when she could so aesthetically, it was nice for her companion to have some height. Nice eyes, cute face. He had dark blond hair and was dressed in a dark blue Muggle button down shirt and black trousers with no robes. Since the war had ended, Muggle style had become popular with the wizards in her age group. Harry, who was raised by Muggles, was always more comfortable in that style of clothing and Ron, who she knew was dressed primarily by Hermione and Hermione’s mum, followed suit. And whatever that little Trio did, everyone else did and for Merlin’s sake, Ron Weasley was now a fucking fashion icon. Lavender took a big swig of her drink.

“It’s a nice party,” said the man. Lavender nodded as the bartender approached. “I’ll have whatever she’s having.”

The bartender made another drink before placing it in front of the man. He went to reach for his pocket when Lavender noticed a look of panic cross his face. Before she could say anything, the bartender waved him away. “Mr. Potter has the tab covered tonight.”

“Well,” he said, his face relaxed again. He turned back to Lavender. “Should we follow Red’s instructions and toast the happy couple?” The two clinked glasses. “It was a nice speech.”

Lavender snorted.

“You disagree?”

“I’d have thought his wife wrote it for him but there was too much swearing for her to have had a hand,” Lavender said. Then she wiped the palms of her hands down her face. “Ugh, ignore me. It actually was a very touching and funny speech. I’m just in an ugly mood and I have a bit of a history with Ron so I’m being mean for no reason.”

“You dated him?” the man guessed. She nodded. “Huh, he said in the speech that he’d loved his wife since he was 13.”

“And I dated him when we were 16 so…”

“Hence the ugliness,” finished the man.

“Hence the ugliness,” Lavender repeated. “I’m over it, really. Hermione and I shared a room for six years and are better friends now than we ever were at school. As for Ron, that was just some stupid school kid bullshit on both our parts. It’s more that I didn’t realize that my only opportunity to find love was going to be at Hogwarts. If I had known that, I’d have made better choices or… maybe taken Arithmancy to secure a better paying job to support my lonely life.”

“What do you mean?” the man asked.

“Everyone I know, they’re married or engaged or about to be engaged to the person that they dated at Hogwarts. Harry and Ginny dated at school, Neville and Hannah somehow started to date during our last year during the war. My best friend Parvati and her boyfriend dated our sixth year at Hogwarts and then he fled with his Muggle family overseas but they started right back up again when he came back to England. See that girl over there, the pregnant one?”

The man nodded.

“That’s Parvati’s sister. That’s her second kid cooking. She’s married to her prefect partner, Anthony. I guess technically, Ron and Hermione didn’t date at Hogwarts but -”

“He’s loved her since he was 13,” the man said amused.

“Yeah. I’m the only one that couldn’t make it out with a relationship intact.” she moaned, taking another drink.

“I’m sure that’s not true.”

Lavender took another long drink and contemplated his statement. “You know what? You’re right. Ginny, she also had a relationship that didn’t work out. Do you see that tall bloke over in the corner that she’s talking to?”

The man glanced in the direction Lavender was referring to. “Uh, yeah.”

“That’s Dean. He was the guy that Ginny dated before Harry. Now, do you see that cute little Irishman standing next to Dean?”

The man nodded.

“That’s Seamus. He was my ex-boyfriend before Ron. And now he’s Dean’s husband. Met in school, by the way.”

“Oh,” said the man, taken aback.

Lavender narrowed her eyes. “Do you have a problem with that? Because despite the fact that Seamus is just one more example of my inability to keep a boyfriend, I will defend those men and their amazing relationship to the death from any bigot that threatens it.”

“No, no!” the man sputtered. “I’m just… I went to an all-boys school and I knew gay guys but they all hid it and I’m just not used to people being open about it. It’s fine - more than fine. Good for them! I mean, hey, they found each other and are leaving more beautiful women for the rest of us, right?”

“Merlin, I wish I could find a beautiful woman,” Lavender moaned, burying her face in her hands. The bartender seemed to take this as a signal that she needed another drink and provided her with a refill.

“Oh, are you… interested in women?” she heard him ask.

“No,” she moaned. “You must think I’m insane.” Lavender put both her hands on the man’s arm that was closest to her. “I promise that I am not hung up on some school romance from five years ago. It’s just that, if you knew Seamus or Ron at Hogwarts… did you know Seamus or Ron at Hogwarts?”

The man shook his head.

“Okay, so if you knew them, you would know that they were both totally immature prats. After I broke up with Seamus, I thought he was the worst boyfriend ever. He was always running off to spend time with his mates, talking about Quidditch, no interest in spending time with me, dumb jokes. But then, then I dated Ron, who was even worse than him. The only thing he wanted to do with me was snog and I think that was some weird power move with Hermione or his sister… who knows. I have to be way more drunk to psychoanalyze Ron Weasley. Anyway, the last month we were together, he didn’t even try to hide the fact that he wanted to ditch me for Hermione but was just too much of a coward. And yet somehow, both of those idiots ended up married before me! And it’s not like they got married to some random person that they knocked up after a one night stand. Ron eloped with his wonderful, talented, brilliant best friend that he was in love with all through school and the entire time we were dating and Seamus… oh for Godric’s sake.”

Lavender paused in her tirade for a moment. “Seamus also married his wonderful, talented, brilliant best friend that he was probably in love with all through school AND the entire time we were dating. How am I just realizing that?” Lavender groaned, banging her head on the bar.

“Can wizards knock up other wizards?” asked the man. Lavender looked up at him and burst into laughter.

“Oh, thank you for that,” she giggled. “I was spiralling.”

“Uh, yeah, no worries,” said the man, shifting in his seat.

“It’s just that this dating stuff is really hard. The wizarding world is so small, you know? I think it’s why everyone locks in with their soulmate at school, ” Lavender commiserated.

“Have you ever considered dating like, outside the wizarding world?” the man asked.

Lavender shook her head. “How could I? It’s tough enough here. After all the Prophet spotlights on battle injuries and such, everyone knows how I got all these awful scars on my face but it still takes a certain type of man to look past them. And I’m sure there are Muggles that aren't shallow about them either but they would ask how I got them. How would I explain them to a Muggle? I can’t just say ‘Oh during a war at my school, a werewolf tried to rip me to shreds. But don’t worry, I’m not a werewolf although I have some side effects from it.’ They’d think I was insane.”

“Uh, yeah, that does sound a bit… daunting,” the man admitted, looking a bit pale.

“I mean, I’m still a catch. I’m funny, I have a great rack, I make excellent scones, and I’m amazing in bed.” At that comment, she heard the man next to her choke a little and she stifled a smile to continue on. “And even if I could get away with not explaining it to a man, once I meet his family, there’s no way. In my experience, mothers are always trying to find a reason to hate the woman that’s dating their special baby boy. I can’t imagine a Muggle mother taking very kindly to a literal witch with werewolf scars.”

“Yes,” sighed the man before giving a little chuckle. “I can certainly see that. And with all of the, you know, war stuff, I can see where you wish you had a school sweetheart.”

Lavender shook her head and drained the rest of her drink. “Seamus and Ron are just easy targets. I really am not hung up on them. This is about Don.”

“Who’s Don?”

“Don is my last boyfriend. We dated exclusively for eight months and he was so fun and thoughtful and generous. But he never said I love you. He kept telling me that he was too young to settle down and, I believed that he thought that. I really did. So we split in December because we wanted different things.”

“Ah,” said the man. “Seems sensible.”

“And then this morning, I see it in The Daily Prophet.”

“See what?”

“His engagement announcement,” she wailed, throwing herself on the bar again and almost upsetting her glass.

The man patted her on the shoulder. “Oh God, I’m sorry.”

“Do you know how long they’ve been dating?” Lavender asked.

“Eight months?” ventured the man.

“FIVE!” Lavender cried.

“Maybe he knocked her up?” suggested the man.

Lavender looked up at him and burst into laughter again. “Merlin, you’re funny. Why am I whinging about all these dolts I’ve surrounded myself with when I should get to know you better?”

“Yeah?” said the man with a grin.

“Yes,” she said. “I mean, if you want-”

“Of course,” he interrupted. “A funny, beautiful woman wants to get to know me better - the answer is always yes. I do need a refill. Do you want one? You’re not driving home, are you?”

Lavender giggled.

The man shook his head and looked embarrassed. “Oh, right, you wouldn’t be driving. You would uh - ”

“You must be a Muggle born. Do- I mean, I’ve heard others say that before. Those habits die hard.”

“Actually,” the man took a deep breath. “I’m a Muggle.”

Lavender’s jaw dropped. “How the fuck does a Muggle get invited to the engagement party of the Chosen One and a pureblood Quidditch player?”

“Well, Harry’s my cousin,” the man said. “My name’s Dudley.”

***************

“Do you see that over there?” asked Hermione, nudging Ron. He turned away from his conversation with Neville and Charlie to see what his wife was gesturing to across the room.

“Is that Dudley Dursley chatting up Lavender?” Ron asked, as his eyes landed on the sight before him.

“It appears to be,” said Hermione. “Merlin, they are really flirting. Should we go over there and say something? A warning or...?”

“Right,” said Ron. “Absolutely we should. Which one of them are we warning?”

[hopelesshawks]

Physical Fatality Part 1- Respectable

Summary: You’re a rising star in All Might’s agency. Hawks is the darling of Endeavor’s. By virtue of your job descriptions, the two of you are supposed to hate each other, or at the very least be cautiously neutral. For a long time that’s exactly what the two of you did. You stayed out of each other’s way and formed little opinion of the other. One fateful night at an HPSC gala changes all that.

If you don’t want to see Physical Fatality content blacklist #hopelesspf

This story will have multiple NSFW parts so it is 18+ ONLY minors dni

Masterlist

You sit down at your desk staring almost blankly ahead. “Hey Katsuki, can I borrow your hoodie really quick?” you ask the man whose desk has been next to yours for almost a year now and who just so happens to be the number three hero. He looks at you, then the leather jacket you’re clearly wearing, and raises an eyebrow. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asks. “Bakugo. Hoodie. Now,” you try again, extending an expectant hand out to him. He notices the diamond engagement ring that had made its home there for the past couple of months is gone so he takes off and hands over his hoodie. “Thanks,” you tell him giving him a smile, before carefully folding up the hoodie and then promptly shoving it in your face to muffle your frustrated scream.

“Are you ok (y/n)?” a different voice asks full of concern. You lift your head out of the sweatshirt to find a freckle-faced man hovering in front of your desk. “I’m fine Midoriya,” you sigh. “Liar,” Bakugo scoffs. You glare at him before throwing his hoodie at his face. He still manages to catch it, the bastard. “You and Monoma broke up didn’t you?” he asks without missing a beat as he puts his hoodie back on. Midoriya’s eyes get wide as he turns back to you to confirm. “Yea, we did. For good this time,” you relent. “What happened?” Midoriya asks with sad eyes. God you’re too sober for his pity, but you’re also still at work so you guess you’ll just have to power through because there’s no way he’ll drop it now. “The usual. We fought and he got mean the way he always does. I just finally had enough,” you shrug. “Don’t do that (y/n), you know you can talk about it with us,” Midoriya insists, grabbing a chair from a nearby desk and pulling it up to yours. As he sits down you realize there’s no talking your way out of this. The lower ranking heroes were taking all of the patrols today so the three of you had plenty of time to go over your failed engagement.

“Fine! Geez, he basically called me a slut with no friends,” you finally admit. “What? None of that’s true!” Midoriya protests. “It’s kind of true,” you shrug. “Bakugo and I are your friends!” Midoriya insists. “Don’t rope me into shit you damn nerd,” Bakugo scowls. “He said you two don’t count cause you’re my coworkers and I almost never see you guys outside of work,” you reply. “That’s just because we all basically live at work,” Bakugo says rolling his eyes. “So we are friends then?” you smirk at Bakugo. “What are you on about?” he scowls. “You didn’t contradict the friends part of that sentence,” you point out. “Obviously we’re friends, dumbass. Shouldn’t have to fuckin tell you all the time,” he huffs, slightly embarrassed by the admission which makes you laugh. “You know you’re not a slut either,” Midoriya cuts in. “Nah, she was definitely a slut.” “Kacchan!” “What? If anything she should go back to being a slut. She was way more fun then,” Bakugo shrugs. “I agree with Bakugo on this one. Monoma is an asshole and I never would’ve gotten engaged to him in the first place if All Might hadn’t pressured me into a relationship with him,” you point out. “Wait, All Might is the reason you two got together?” Midoriya asks. “Did you not know this story? The tabloids were eating me alive because of all the one night stands. Monoma was the quote, unquote ‘perfect opportunity to make me respectable’ and get the tabloids off my back. I didn’t care but the agency has a reputation to maintain,” you explain. “Speak of the devil,” Bakugo suddenly says. You turn to see where he’s looking only to groan as you notice your now ex-fiancé storming into the room.

“We weren’t done talking (y/n)!” Monoma shouts as he rapidly approaches your desk. You quickly spin around so your back is facing him. “Do you think he’ll go away if I pretend I didn’t see him?” you ask Bakugo conspiratorially. “Doubtful,” Bakugo scoffs. You groan in response just as Monoma finally gets to your desk and spins your chair around to face him. “You’re being unreasonable, just take the ring back,” he insists as he holds the obnoxiously large diamond out towards you. “No Neito, I told you we’re done,” you sigh. “You don’t mean that. Baby, please,” he begs and it’s starting to tug on your heart a little bit. For one tiny moment you think maybe you’re being too harsh. After all, in spite of the circumstances from which it all started, you had grown to love him over the years of your tumultuous relationship. For just one moment you consider saying fine and taking back the ring. Then Monoma does what he always does: he opens his stupid fucking mouth. “I could make you golden if you’d just show some respect,” he promises and it’s so ludicrous you could almost laugh. Almost. “You know, I’d tell you to shove that stupid ring up your ass but I’m afraid it would never fit with your head already stuck so deep in there. Fuck off Monoma,” you tell him.

He looks like he’s about to protest again but Midoriya and Bakugo both are stood beside you in an instant. Having the number one and number three heroes as your closest friends has its perks. “Walk away extra,” Bakugo warns, his palms sparking. You see the green sparks of Midoriya charging up his own quirk out the corner of your eye and you’re sure Monoma must be shitting himself at least a little bit. “So you’re trading me in for some of the wondrous 1-A boys then?” he asks and it makes you roll your eyes so hard it’s a wonder they don’t fall out. “No Neito. I’m just done with you and your bullshit,” you insist. “Please don’t go away,” he finally begs as one last ditch attempt to win you back. “It’s too late,” you tell him. He opens and closes his mouth a few times before finally giving up and walking away.

When the door finally shuts behind him you sag in relief with a sigh. “Did he just refer to you guys by your class name from fucking high school?” you ask in disbelief as Bakugo and Midoriya finally relax and go back to sitting. “He did,” Midoriya sighs. “Jesus Christ I almost married that guy. I was prepared to have kids with that guy!” you groan. Midoriya gives you a reassuring pat on the back. “Why couldn’t All Might have tried to set me up with you instead Midoriya,” you pout. “O-oh! I’m flattered! But uh I really don’t think of you that way. Not that you’re not attractive or anything! I don’t mean it like that! Just yknow I see you more as a sister and uh-“ he stutters as his face goes red. His rant is cut off by the sound of your laughter. “Oh my god, Midoriya relax! I’m kidding! I know you’re very happy with Uravity. The two of you are adorable together it’s disgusting,” you assure him. “Hey why’d you say that shitty nerd over me?” Bakugo cuts in with a raised eyebrow. You roll your eyes. “You can’t fix my reputation Bakugo. The only reason you don’t have to fix your own is because you’ve had the same shitty one since high school so it’s just part of your brand now,” you point out. Bakugo doesn’t particularly like that answer but you’re not wrong so he doesn’t contradict you. “Whatever, at least there’s that dumb ass HPSC masquerade thing tonight,” he grouses. “How is that an ‘at least’? Those things suck,” you groan. “They aren’t that bad! A bunch of the retired heroes are gonna speak!” Midoriya tries to encourage. “That’s exactly why it’ll suck,” you sigh. “Wrong as usual, dumbass,” Bakugo smirks. “Oh really? Enlighten me then oh wise explosion murder god,” you say, turning to face him. He glares at your use of the old moniker but decides to give you a pass this time since Monoma was such a brat. “You only hate them because you’ve only been with the stupid respectable copycat where you had to make stupid respectable small talk to create a stupid respectable reputation. This time you’ll roll in with us, we’ll get drunk on the company’s dime while Deku fusses, and we’ll be anything but respectable. Fuck being respectable,” Bakugo asserts. “You know what? Fuck it and fuck being respectable,” you agree. Bakugo grins at you as Midoriya looks between the two of you concerned. “I guess you earned it,” he sighs and your grin only brightens.

Tonight is going to be one to remember.

Author’s Note: I honestly feel like Monoma is more of an asshole here than he is in the anime/manga but I mostly just needed someone to fit into this role and I couldn’t bear to have any of 1-A do it cause I love them too much so here we are 😬

[queenlua]

You're a druid and an ex-evangelical, right? What does being a druid mean to you? How did you get from evangelicalism to where you are now? And of course feel free to ignore this if it's nosy. (sincerely, a Christian who wants to leave but who doesn't know what to do)

this is going to make me sound ignorant as hell, lol, but i'm happy to share

under a cut because this got very long, sorry, lol.

my personal progression was: "vaguely christian -> VERY christian -> christian agnostic -> agnostic/atheist -> agnostic/druid -> some sorta druid-neopagan-animist thing."  i guess i'll just go through what made me switch between each of those, and close out with some high-level thoughts that may be helpful for you?

okay, so when i was

VAGUELY CHRISTIAN,

i went to Sunday school every week because That's What You Do, and because my whole hometown was very southern Baptist, i never questioned the veracity of its teachings much... until they ran a whole weekly series on "why [x] is wrong," where [x] is some other group

e.g., we had a week on why Mormons are wrong, and i didn't bat an eye because i hadn't even known Mormons existed until that moment

then we had a week on why Muslims are wrong, and that... bothered me, because i had a friend who was Muslim, and she was just objectively a better person than me, and i was like "any universe where she goes to hell and i don't seems really fucked up"

then we had a week on why EVOLUTION was wrong, and that just absolutely threw me, because while i hadn't thought about evolution much (i think i was in fourth grade or so), it seemed common-sense? scientists thought highly of it? "adaptation over time" just seems logical?

so i went to the public library every day after school for like a week, read some Darwin and some science books, and came back to my Sunday school teacher with, like, an itemized list of objections to the whole "evolution is wrong" thing.  and he came up with some standard Answers In Genesis rebuttals, and i did more research and came back the next week with more science, and we repeated this a few times until he was like "lua, you just gotta take some things on faith"

which.  lmao.  full existential crisis time, because no matter how hard i thought, i couldn't *not* believe in the science, but i also didn't want to go to hell, so i was like "maybe if i believe SUPER HARD i will SOMEDAY be able to unbelieve the condemn-me-to-hell bits"

so i decided to become

VERY CHRISTIAN

and my frantic googling for shit like "proof of god" and "god and evolution" *eventually* broke me out of the Answers In Genesis circles of the internet, and into some decent Christian apologia, like, think First Things and various Catholic bloggers.  and there, i found some way to square my gut sense that evolution was right, with a spiritual worldview.

like, i remember finding some blogger who said:

"young earth creationists get tripped up when they try to explain stars that are millions of light-years away, and end up basically arguing that God's tricking us somehow, and—no!  my God lets you believe in the evidence of your eyes, my God does not demand that you make yourself ignorant or stupid, my God expects you to use your brain"

and i just started crying at my computer, because no one had ever said "using your brain is Good and part of God's will," i was like *finally* here's someone who won't tell me i'm going to hell for just *thinking* about things

(st. augustine does a much better riff on a similar theme, fwiw, but i only found him later)

still, it was an uneasy fit, because, the more i learned and read about world history, the more it seemed... weird... that the One And Singular Path To Salvation was... the successor to some niche desert cult... which didn't even occur at the *beginning* of written history, like, it was all predated by that whole Mithraism thing, etc... and like, sure, i could trot out all the standard theological talking points for why Actually This Makes Perfect Sense, but gut-level-wise, the aesthetics just seemed kinda dumb!  and no level of talking myself out of it made that feeling go away!

so at this point i started referring to myself as a

CHRISTIAN AGNOSTIC

i mean, not aloud.  i still lived in southernbaptistopia and i didn't want, like, my hair stylist to tell me i was a horrible person.  but in my *head* i called myself Christian agnostic and it felt right.

and i started church-hopping, which honestly was really fun, would recommend to anyone at any point.  i visited the fire-and-brimstone baptist church, the methodist church, the episcopalians, the universal unitarians, etc.

unfortunately, while this gave me *some* new perspectives, each of the places either had the same shitty theology as my old megachurch (i remember the *acute* sense of despair i felt when i was starting to jive with a methodist church... only for the dumbass youth minister to start going on about evolution), or, they just lacked any sense of the *sacred*.  like, the Church of Christ churches, with their a capella services, *definitely* had it; i felt more God there in one service than i did in a lifetime of shitty Christian rock at the megachurch.  but their beliefs were even *more* batshit, so.  big L on that one.

having failed to find a satisfactory church, i was basically

AGNOSTIC/ATHEIST

by the time i went to college, but honestly pretty unhappy about it; while it was harder than ever for me to actually *connect* with the divine, i didn't like thinking that my previous experiences of the divine were total lies.  because my shitty evangelical church, for all its faults, could not *completely* sabotage the sense of God's presence.  there were real moments in that church where i do believe i experienced something divine.  mostly mediated by one particular youth minister, who in hindsight was the only spiritual teacher in that church who didn't seem a bit rotten inside, but!  it was something!

so when i happened upon a bunch of writings on the now-defunct shii.org (that's the bit that makes me look WILDLY ignorant, lol), i was utterly captivated.

said author was a previous archdruid of the Reformed Druids of North America, an organization that was formed in the 1960s to troll the administration of Carleton College (there was a religious-service-attendance requirement; they made their own religion; their religion had whiskey and #chilltimes for its services).  however, this shii.org dude seemed to take it pretty seriously.  he was studying history of religion and blogged a lot about his studies, both academic and otherwise.  while RDNA had started out as a troll, that didn't mean they hadn't *discovered* something real in the process, he said.

this, already, was going to be innately appealing to me; i've got a soft spot for wow-we-were-doing-this-ironically-but-now-it's-kinda-real? stuff in general.

in particular, shii.org’s discussions on the separation of ritual from belief was really interesting to me: most religions/spiritualities have *both*, but like, you can do a ritual without having the Exact Right Beliefs (if there even is such a thing!), and it can still be useful to you, it can have real power.  (he had a really lovely essay, speculating on the origins of religion as just a form of art, but that essay is now lost to the sands of time, alas.)

(note that i wouldn't really recommend seeking out *recent* writing by the shii.org guy; he kinda went full tedious neoreactionary-blowhard-who-reads-a-lot-of-Spengler at some point?  sigh.)

the shii.org guy led me to checking out a bunch of books on the history of neopaganism & also books by scholars of religion in general, and the more i read, the more excited i became.  and i started doing little ritual/meditation stuff here and there.

then i was fortunate enough to attend some events with Earthspirit (this was when i lived in Boston), which cemented my hippie dalliances into something more real.  the folks there, being from Boston, were all ridiculously overeducated (a sensibility that appeals to me), but also, being the kind of folks who drive out to a mountain in the middle of nowhere for a spiritual retreat, they tolerated a full range of oddities (everyone from aging-70s-feminist-wiccans to living-on-a-farm-with-your-bros-Astaru to dude-who-started-having-weird-visions-and-is-just-trying-to-figure-out-the-deal to Nordic-spiritualist-with-two-phds-from-Scandanavian-universities-on-the-subject, etc), which gave me a lot of room to explore different types of rituals, ceremonies, "magic", etc.

(polytheism in general lends itself well to this sort of easy plurality!  i can believe other people are experiencing something real with their gods, and i can be talking to a totally different set of gods, and that’s just all very compatible, etc)

anyway, i started calling myself

AGNOSTIC/DRUID

around then, because i knew i'd found *something*, something that felt like all the realest moments i'd ever had in nature, and all the realest moments i'd ever had in that shitty megachurch, but i wasn't quite ready to put a theology to it.

but, idk, you do the thing for a while, and you start encountering some things that you may as well call gods, and you realize you're in pretty deep, and you ditch the "agnostic" bit and just throw hands and start describing yourself as

SOME SORTA DRUID-NEOPAGAN-ANIMIST THING

because that's the most precise thing you can muster.  in particular, the druid bit resonates because nature's still very much at the center of my practice; the neopagan bit resonates because i'm not especially interested in reconstructing older traditions or being faithful to any actual pre-Christian traditions, and animist resonates because what i sometimes call gods seem to be tied pretty tightly to the land itself.  it's all very experiential; all this mostly means i'm some weird chick who sometimes grabs a car and drives out someplace very lonely and hikes for a while and does some hippie shit to try and talk with the land or the god or whatever is there.  and sometimes i come back from it changed, or refocused, or what-have-you, and hopefully i'm better for it.  i'm aware this makes me look a little ridiculous, and is an unsatisfying answer, sorry!

WRT YOUR SITUATION

i don't know you or your situation, obviously, but if i wanted to give former-me some advice to save her some angst, i'd say

-> Christendom itself is far wilder and more diverse than many churches lead you to believe.  if you still want to be Christian on some level, and it's just a shitty church that's convinced you the whole project is fucked, i'd honestly explore, i dunno, your nearest Quaker meeting.  they're invoking the Holy Spirit with regularity but they're not raging douchenozzles about it.

-> if you're specifically interested in druidism, i found John Michael Greer's "A World Full of Gods" really nice.  (caveat: Greer has *also* gone full right-wing nutjob these days, sigh, so like.  would not recommend a great swath of his writing.  but that one's good)

-> deciding that a just God wouldn't give me a brain and then ask me not to use it was hugely comforting to me.  like, that was the start of the whole process, that was what made me feel ok searching for other churches and trying to find something that fit.  obviously you should take this with 800 grains of salt, because obviously i'm no longer Christian, and thus maybe i'm just some poor misguided fallen soul, but... i still kinda believe that!  maybe if you can make yourself believe that, it'll seem less scary?

idk, happy to answer more questions, sorry for the long ramble, hope it helped~

[kaeyasaki]

new game! ship your mutuals and assign them a au

sorry this took me so long, i’m a slow typer sometimes 😿

@amourdite semi x venus — idol!au — semis a celeb and venus is his hot pinterest model gf, nobody knows anything about her because semi is super protective over his private life, but there’s pictures of them everywhere and they always come out good,, semi is always asked questions about venus but he always answers so vaguely and never gives any hints, it’s not so much for her own safety because venus can handle herself, but it’s more so to do with the fact he doesn’t want anyone else sliding into her dms and taking her away from him because not only is venus his twin flame, but she’s also the main source of his song inspo

@omisluvr kiyoomi x mina — model!au — they meet on set and at first mina doesn’t want to work with kiyoomi because he seems super uptight and hard to work with, but they end up getting along really well after kinda finds out kiyoomi only look agitated because the clothes he’s been assigned to wear are uncomfortable,, the two go on to be well known together and end up signing to the same agency where they become a well known duo and two of the highest paid and sought after models in the country,, they’d do so many shoots and interviews and slowly force us all to accept the fact that this is their world and we’re truly just living in it

@kzukens kenma x myra — roommate!au — myra’s already told me this concept but i’m totally obsessed,, kenma would be so picky about picking a roommate for college, he’d choose myra because he’d know them from school and the two of them would’ve been pretty good friends,, things would start off slow, but slowly as they fall into a more domestic lifestyle, they’d both start acting more as a couple and kenma would decide this is the way he wants to live long term minus the college apartment,, final year before graduation and he’s mustering up the courage to ask myra to move in with him permanently where the two of them live together and grow old aw

@churochuu iwaizumi x chuu — bestfriends to lovers — this is more of a troupe than an au, but seeing and chuu and iwa are basically canon in my head, i see the two of them as bestfriends who are completely oblivious to each other’s feelings and it’s PAINFUL for onlookers to watch cause they already act like a couple but they deny dating !! one day, the two of them would be walking home from their own practices and oikawa would ditch iwa to encourage him to confess to chuu to which he would (awkwardly but it fits him) and when the two of them come in the next day as an official couple, everyone is more than relieved

@ats4mu oikawa x jae — socialmedia!au — oikawa and jae woukd definitely have mutuals and start playfully flirting under each other’s posts and start getting friendly with each other,, people would start to speculate a relationship between the two of them, but neither oikawa or jae would admit to it because the two of them love messing with the media and reading the dumb tabloid conspiracy theories that come up under their names,, eventually the two of them would announce themselves as a couple after a good few months of harmless flirting and from then on their instagram feeds are nothing less that immaculate

@sunasbabie sachiro x chloe — school!au — see chloe used to be a cheerleader and she’s always telling me these insane accidents and events that happened when she’d practice and stuff,, so cliche but i can imagine her as a schools cheerleader and sachrio would definitely take a liking to her but not just because of how pretty she is, but because she’s so funny and definitely easy to be around,, he had a stressful time when it came to staying at a consistent standard and expectation so chloe would definitely hype him up before games and keep him at ease, they’d end up dating by the end of the second term after getting to know each other more and sachrio would always find comfort and value in her cheering for him during games

@s9turn kuroo x hanna — enemies to lovers — both the type to constantly receive high grades in their classes and they’d constantly be compared to each other,, kuroo would definitely make studies a competition and insist he does it efffortlessly because he knows hanna puts in effort and makes pretty notes, he only riles her up to get attention for her though,, they’d 100% end up stuck next to each other as seat mates for the year where kuroo would be forced to accept that hanna is just sexy and intelligent and she does it as effortlessly as him, hesitant and more of a slow burn romance, but of course they’re gonna end up together as soon as kuroo stops being so stupid and admits he doesn’t hate hanna for her high scores but rather likes that she’s able to keep up with his intellectual conversations and stupid banter

@bellesowl atsumu x isa — fakedating!au — atsumu is tight about who he really lets into his private life and nobody in the media counts, so when his pr team suggest him fake dating someone to try and throw the media off his case a little he runs to isa to ask for a favour because he refuses to use just any old instagram model with weeks worth of dm requests rotting in his inbox,, isa would def insist she wants something in return but of course she forgets about this because when the two of them have to get into their act it flows too naturally to be fake,, after a while the media lay off atsumu’s back and he begrudgingly tells isa they can plan their break up now but obviously the two of them are genuinely in love at this point where they confess this and end up dating for real

@sunakissses suna x val — exes to lovers — these two are twin flames for sure but something dumb like schedules probably got in the way of their relationship the first time,, they stayed on good terms as friends and it’s frustrating to see them be friendly because it’s clear to everyone they’ve still got love and time for each other,, slow burner but slowly the two of them start to see that they have so much unfinished business with each other but of course they’re oblivious to how to other one feels,, it’ll take time but eventually the two of them spontaneously confess they’re still in love with one another where the nations fav couple reunite and all is right with the world once again

this was actually really fun to do, i’d love to do more with other mutuals sometime because i have so much to say about all my mutuals and their selfships (i know hanna doesn’t selfship with tetsu but i saw the opportunity to push this agenda 😼) sorry if you weren’t included in this one, wbk my brains forever short circuiting but i’d love to do this again sometime <3

[m0onbean]

tutoring & loving

genre: enemies to lovers!AU, tutor!reader, popular boy!eunwoo, high school!AU, JEALOUSYYYYYYYY, flooooooof!!! angst but it’s okay because angst is wonderful, basically most of my favorite AU’s combined in one

warnings: jealous eunwoo and this AU is much more in depth than the others ones

words: 2.8k 

note: this is an old draft that has been sitting in my notes so i thought i would post!! enjoy and I HOPE  EUNWOO IS CASTED FOR TRUE BEAUTY!!!

as one of the top students in class, all of your teachers absolutely ADORE YOU

school is pretty smooth for you: you study well, pass tests, socialize with friends....... except for one little threat that makes your life so much more difficult... 

Cha Eunwoo.

not only is he one of the most popular boys in your grade, but unfortunately he’s also your seat partner for English and he’s the most annoying person you have ever met

you haven’t given him a reason to disrespect you!! ... okay maybe sometimes when you see him and his group of friends being loud in the hallways you shoot an icy glare....... ok and MAYBE you roll your eyes everytime he says smth dumb in the middle of class

but other than that??? completely innocent you are. but this man doesn’t seem to agree, as he seems to have made his life goal to ANNOY THE SHIT OUT OF YOU. 

foe ex. you would be peacefully paying attention in class when suddenly you feel something kick your foot 

and when you look up, you see eunwoo “paying attention” to the board and feigning innocence

but you immediately know that he’s just trying to aggravate you because when has this man ever actually paid attention in class??

so you go back to listening when you feel ANOTHER kick and you’re like BITCHoh hell no so you kick him back bc we’re not all perfect human beings let’s be honest

and now y’all are kicking each other back and forth, and everyone can hear the desks shuffling underneath them

he also makes snarky marks constantly when you literally just breathed???

like you would sit down at your seat and he’d be like “Congrats, you’ve somehow managed to choose the ugliest outfit in the world to wear today”

and you respond, “It’s about time i have a turn, you’re wearing the ugliest outfit everyday” and then you just glare at each other until the teacher tells you two to snap out of it

on some days eunwoo will just flat out point out one of your flaws like if your hair is messy or if there’s a stain on your shirt

so one day your English teacher asks to see you after class and you’re like Oh he’s just gonna offer me extra credit ... but instead of doing that he asks right off the bat, “i have another student that needs tutoring, are you willing to take one more?”

for the past month, you’ve already been tutoring a few students your teacher recommends to you. it’s easy money, especially since you’re saving up for college 

only this time, you can tell he’s desperate because he’s like “Please (y/n) he’s failing in English and misbehaving in class you’re my only hope!!”

and now you’re like Hawld on..... Why Is He Being So Desperate About This.... like you’re cool with tutoring..... what makes this-

the realization strikes across your face. 

who in this school would you would hate teaching??? who is failing in English??? WHO IS THE BANE OF YOUR EXISTENCE. look to: c. e. w.

 “ofdjoaaja i’ll give you gummy bears or something” he pleads. and honestly, if you were not so broke, you would’ve spat on his feet and walked out the door. but you need the cash, and you sure do like gummy bears.......

you gracefully relinquish, and your teacher gives you a proud smile. he then goes on to tell you that his mom requested extra help smh why couldn’t she have just hired a tutor i hate rich people.. anyways so yeah pls Help me

so the next day @ school you approach your seat and you see eunwoo sitting on his desk, talking to his friends until he notices you.. and he’s about to open his mouth to probs criticize your untied shoelaces but you interrupt him and are like:

“eunwoo i’m privately tutoring you starting today. Meet at the library after school.”

and he’s just sitting there, jaw dropping to the floor and you’re like :) He’s finally quiet for once... 

but little did you know that during class he’d be pestering you with complaints like:“why you??? is there anyone else that can do it???” “i don’t need tutoring.. i’m getting consistent D’s... not a singular F and it ain’t much but it’s honest work” 

at a certain point, you get so sick of his complaints and go like “your mom asked for you to be tutored!!! OK i didn’t just ask to tutor you, you dumbfuck.”

and once you mention his mom he just kinda shuts up... and stares at his desk for the rest of the period

ou notice this and recall the teacher telling you that eunwoo’s mom is a tiger mom... you keep this in mind because now you know that making his mom proud might be his motivation

after school, you wait at the library for him inside.. but a couple minutes pass and you’re like ? did he forget ? .  

and eventually an hour passes and you’re like nope he’s definitely ditching

and honestly,,, you feel a little betrayed and a little hurt ... but just when you’re about to leave you see him panting and making his way to your table nd you’re like ???????and eunwoo’s like “im so sorry i forgot...”

and you’re like oh? so you didn’t ditch? 

and he’s like No!! i just ... forgot. 

and you’re like well you little shit don’t forget next time i’ve been sitting here for an hour..but then he reaches something from his pocket and hands it to you and it’s a triangle sushi (it’s super crumbled too...) 

and he’s like “i got this to make it up” and you’re like flustered and just weirdly but pleasantly surprised he feels this bad about almost flaking

but you catch yourself slipping and go back to your annoyed tone: “uh-What the fuck are you on?? I-Wh-I’m not hungry. T-thanks tho.”

the first tutoring session is... awful to say the least. 

he couldn’t pay attention well and continuously complained and even tried to go off topic

like you’d be asking him what foreshadowing meant and then he’d be like “so.. where’s your family from (y/n)?” 33r*#$&(@$

after an hour of no progress you get frustrated and shut the textbook, about to call it a day

but just when you stand up eunwoo grabs your wrist 

and he’s like “where do you think you’re going?” you scoff and reply with “why do you care? it’s not like you want to be tutored right? well i don’t want to tutor anymore”

when you try to budge, you feel his hand still firmly gripping onto your wrist and you’re like “let go of me” until you realize he’s staring at you dead in the eyes

and in a quiet voice he sadly says “please don’t give up on me... i’m trying my best.” 

it looks like he’s about to tear up and that’s when you realize that you need to be patient for him... and need to help him because he’s trying to make his mom proud. 

when you sit down again, he gets a bit startled that you gave in so easily but regardless, a relieved smile spreads across his face. 

instead of going back to teaching, you conclude that you two should “break the ice” first so tutoring wouldn’t be you two just glaring at eachother

“breaking the ice” turns into a two hour conversation about random things or anything that comes into mind. 

eunwoo is really good at conversing and he’s good at filling in the awkward pauses and bringing up new topics!!

next thing you know the librarian is trying to shoo you guys outside since the library already closed fodjsoakal

when you get back home, there’s a stupid smile on your face and you’re like SHIT why am i smiling? why can’t i stop smiling???? get yourself together youRe just helping him you still think he’s annoying!!! ..but he has a breathtaking laugh... NO he’s still that annoying guy i hate

the rest of the tutoring sessions aren’t as bad at you thought.. eunwoo is actually pretty smart he just has the attention span of a toddler honestly.

you could be trying to read him an excerpt from The Great Gatsby and when it’s his turn to read.. it’s absolutely silent and when you look up like ??? 

you see him staring at you and you’re like “eunwoo.. it’s ur turn” and he’d be snapped out of his trance and be like OH! and ask you where you left off

and inside you’d be like.. was he.. staring at me?? (he actually was. you just looked so pretty reading out loud with such emotion)

after a couple of more classes with him, he starts immensely improving in class. he doesn’t really bother you anymore, but he stills throws some playful remarks at times. 

tutoring sessions seem to be effective, and you learn that he actually has a really.. really great personality

one day, you’re approaching your seat in English and are about to roast eunwoo as your daily routine when you almost bump into somebody

but thank god you have great reflexes so you managed to stop yourself... and when you look up you see a handsome face and you’re like. Oh.and he’s like smiling sheepishly and is like “sorry! i’m clumsy hehe” and you’re like Oh.. he’s cute

you smile back and insist it’s fine.. and now you’re both still standing there smiling at eachother because he’s like eye candy

he manages to introduce himself as Moonbin and you’re like I’m (y/n)!! and then his face transforms into recognition and he’s like “oh! you’re eunwoo’s tutor aren’t you?” 

and you’re like “Oh?? yeah how’d you know?”and he’s like “Ah.. i’m good friends with him. i heard your tutoring sessions are really helpful though. you’re super smart”

and on the outside you’re like :3 m-Me????!??! <3

what you actually say: ah, thank you. 

then he’s like “do you mind if you tutor me too?? i’m kind of struggling in English as well” and you’re like “oh sure!” it’s raining money girl

the bell starts ringing and he waves goodbye 

 you go to your seat with a wide smile, and when you sit down, you don’t notice that eunwoo is glaring at you 

so when you look at him with a smile on your face, he gets even more glary. 

you quickly wipe the smile off and are like “oh it’s you.”

but instead of insulting you back he’s like “why were you talking to Moobin?” and youre ???? “why CAN’T i talk to Moonbin? he was asking me to tutor him.”

when he hears that, he clenches his fists under the desk and is like.. “did you accept his offer?”

and you’re confusedly like “yes.. why would i reject him?”

not one to handle complicated feelings well, eunwoo just stands up, his chair loudly screeching against the floor. 

he wants to tell you that he doesn’t want Moonbin to watch you read lines from poetry so dramatically, smile whenever he makes a joke, text him reminders to study before he goes to sleep. 

but when you’re looking at him with such bewilderment in your beautiful eyes, your facial features frozen as you wait for his next move, he feels disgusting for having these feelings towards you. you’d probably be happier with Moonbin, who doesn’t have these nasty problems you’d be burdened with.

but before you can even properly react, he’s leaving the classroom and you look around, grateful that nobody was watching. 

and you don’t know how it happens.. but your feet control themselves and now you’re running after him, not caring about class starting already

and as you’re sprinting, so many scattered thoughts run through your mind. eunwoo.. jealous? does he like you? and even though you thought you were interested in eunwoo... there’s something about eunwoo you can’t let go about.and there’s no way you’re going to lose him.

so when you finally catch up to him you grab him by the arm and turn him around so he’s facing you... you hug him tightly.

and the crawling feeling that’s been stirring in eunwoo’s stomach suddenly dissipates

and bc you know that nothing will be the same after this, why don’t you just end it off strong? so you confess

you quietly tell him that you’re new to this... relationships have always been a new territory for you. liking somebody is new for you. “please don’t run off and let go of me either... i’m trying my best, too”

and he wants to push you off of him, tell you what’s best for you, and go back to being the annoying shit he once was. but your hug feels so nice and.. well.. maybe eunwoo can be selfish once in a while.  

falling in love with eunwoo is a gradual but addictive progress. when people describe falling in love, they would describe it as fireworks... exciting but risky. you would pretty much say the same but.. it’s so much more than just that.

it’s feeling tingly and funny when he randomly holds your hand or shows affection. it’s feeling enormously upset when you’re not around him or when you see him talking to somebody attractive. it’s feeling empty when he cuddles you because you want this to last forever, but you’re scared because you know it won’t.

you tell him this as you two are nestled on his couch, blankets jumbled across and TV playing some cooking show neither of you care about

he laughs and kisses your forehead which makes you feel that stupid tingly feeling again. 

“are you confessing that you’re in love with me (y/n)?” before you can try to smack him, he says “i love you too.”and with that.. you quietly respond “i love you...” 

and it feels so refreshing voicing that out loud.

eunwoo as a boyfriend would be the most blood rushing and adrenaline pumping feeling there is. he’s filled with so much energy that it’s never not fun around him

he would sneak you into carnivals, and take you on the ferris wheel where you two would probably makeout in the passenger car scksksoao

he’d also try to win you prizes at the arcade but.. he’s just so bad at playing it and either A) you end up playing and winning him a prize or B) he bribes the arcade owner to give him the prize

lots of PDA. lotssss of them. 

sitting next to eunwoo in English is a struggle now.. he’s always distracting you from the teacher. 

like you’d be taking notes but then you’d feel his head on your shoulder and now he’s straight up cuddling you in class

eunwoo always encourages you to have more fun 

“you’re always locked up in your room, studying.”

thus, he likes to knock on your door and enter the house with your parents’ delightful approval (because your parents love him. so much.) and go in your room and shower you with kisses while telling you that it’s time to stop studying because you’ve been reading the same chapter over and over again

your texts to each other would be littered with emojis that don’t even relate to the message. like you’d text “i stopped studying. are you proud of me 💃👒🐟🥐”and he’d reply with “of course my sunshine 🍣🎧🔑”

you still tutor him but your tutor sessions are a lot more longer now since they take place at either of your houses instead of the library LMAO. 

+ after tutoring him, you two would just cuddle and raid your fridges

when you meet moonbin again, eunwoo gets a little jealous again since he thinks that moonbin has a chance of snatching you 

but after kissing him and assuring him that you’ll never be “snatched”, he feels so relieved

eunwoo relishes all of the affection you give him. and he always gives you twice as much :’)

one day the same English teacher asks to see you after class and you’re like “is there something you need?”and he’s like “.... ok so tell me how y’all went from kicking eachother to cuddling together in class 🤔🤔”

and you’re like “.. BYE I THINK I HEARD SOMEBODY CALLING ME”

the doors were closed... nobody heard anything... 

when you ask eunwoo why he hated you so much in the beginning, he tells you that he was just jealous of you. jealous of how flawless you did in academics and how you’re such a bright student + your glares were “extremely unnecessary” 

he also tells you that his older brother is already a doctor and has been so successful in everything so his mom always pressures him and compares them

and you’re like weaving your fingers together while telling him “don’t compare yourself. he is him and you are you.” 

and you pause.. and say “and i love you this way. i’m proud of you”

and eunwoo just immediately breaks down right there because nobody ever tells him that.. nobody is ever proud of him

falling in love with one of your enemies was definitely one of the best things that’s ever happened to you :)

[mikemoon]

( choi yeonjun, cis man ) have you seen MICHAEL “MIKE” MOON ? i heard HE is a COMPUTER SCIENCE MAJOR at SAN VERTO COLLEGE and an EMPLOYEE at HALL OF FILM. they’re 22 years old and they’ve been living in san verto for 6 YEARS. they tend to be CARE-FREE & ADVENTUROUS, but rumor has it they can also be GRUMPY & CLUMSY. [ tally, 25, gmt+4, she/her ] @foolsstarters​

tw // mentions of depression, cheating, divorce, underage drinking and smoking

michael moon, born myungjun moon –– choi yeonjun fc

birthday: september 9, 1998 - 22 yrs old ; virgo

cis man, he/him, bisexual

born and raised in philadelphia, pennsylvania

mike grew up being an only child, and always around the company of his mother in their house. his father was always traveling back and forth from south korea to the states for work. his parents have met at work on one of his father’s trips to the states, and they fell in love. his mother being american-born, she couldn’t really leave philadelphia. she loved it there. so they decided to keep it a long distance relationship.

sometime during those fleeting meetings, she had gotten pregnant with michael. and of course, his father spoiled them both, giving them everything they wanted. he never left them to fend for themselves. when the boy was born, his father named him myungjun, and his mother decided to name him michael for his english name. the nicknames jun, mike, and sometimes junnie were often heard whenever his parents or childhood friends called him.

up until mike was five years old in 2004, he’s lived with his mother, while his father was leaving and coming back for a week or two. but that year, he’s finally moved to the states and stayed with them for longer nights. he even finally married michael’s mother. of course, he still disappeared for a few days or weeks on end for work.

but that was also the year michael’s mother found out that her husband was with another woman. michael has never seen his mother break down like that before. sadly, the young boy was peering into the room when the fight happened and witnessed everything. his mother made her partner choose between the two women, and he eventually told her that he was going to divorce his first wife for her, and appeared to have gone through with his promise. because after that incident, he’s been around more often.

by early 2015, when michael had just turned 16, his mother had gotten a teaching job in ashdown academy, which resulted in their move to san verto, california. meaning, new school and new friends for mike. meanwhile, his dad was still traveling a lot for business and coming back whenever he could.

michael has grown up as a cheerful and energetic child. his friends at any school he went to would tell you how much of a great friend he is, how trustworthy and caring he is. it was so easy for him to make friends anywhere. he was the type of friend who would smile at you and listen to you talk on and on about whatever you liked, and the type who would cheer you on with anything you want to achieve. he wanted everyone to feel included and loved.

so it wasn’t that hard for him to get along with new people once he moved to town. he was a very social person. 

he was also the type of teenager who was out there doing things he wasn’t supposed to. he missed his old friends and his old home, but he wanted to have fun with all the new kids he was befriending. that simply resulted in him going to house parties as an underaged teen to ‘have fun’. his mother didn’t approve of him coming home very late at night, clearly smelling like smoke and alcohol. 

internally he was a depressed mess. of course, no one is completely happy as they grow up. his family was a mess, even if it appeared as fine to everyone else. his family life affected him so much while growing up. mike sometimes could disappear for a few days in his room, and it was always during some of his bad spells.

what made it worse was the day he found out the truth.

it was 2017 when michael walked into his father’s office in their house, looking for him to ask him about something. and instead of finding the man, he found a stack of papers poking from underneath his father’s laptop. upon closer look, they appeared to be divorce papers. michael’s heart sunk, thinking his parents were breaking it off.

michael is a curious kid, he couldn’t help but close the door and read the papers. but what he saw wasn’t his mother’s name, it was another woman. his heart raced, as he put things back where they were and immediately left the room. michael had found out one of his father’s many secrets. he never divorced his first wife all those years ago. he lied and somehow stayed with both women without suspicion... well, until now. clearly the other woman was breaking it off for a reason. 

michael couldn’t help his curiosity. he came back to the room later that night and snapped as many pictures as he could of evidence he could find. he even found his father’s phone (which was easy to figure out the password of) and found a plethora of pictures of the man with a different family, different kids and a different partner. he airdropped the pictures to himself to avoid leaving any traces behind and quickly left again.

a quick search on facebook, and he managed to find the first wife. it was easy with the name and pictures he had. if anything, michael prided himself on being a good internet detective... or stalker. he spent everyday trying to find the rest of the family on the internet. he found the woman’s young daughter on instagram and twitter, along with her older son’s accounts as well. it felt weird. it was a constant “now what?” for michael. he’s found them. what was he going to do now? he couldn’t just message them and tell them everything. and he couldn’t break his mother’s heart by letting her know.

except he had to let her know. he could never live with the fact that he knew his father was betraying her this entire time. and so michael told her everything, and after comforting her all night when she broke down yet again, she immediately ended things and asked for a divorce. now it was just michael and his mother, all alone. and for once, having to get by on their own.

thankfully they were safe, with his mother’s amazing money management skills, and the job she got at the academy, they managed to live their regular lives despite the heavy feeling of a broken family looming around them. the two just wanted to be happy again.

michael spent the next few years trying to lead a normal life. his mental health had gotten worse after everything he’s found out. he went to college, and he continued trying to do well in school. he really wasn’t the best when it came to grades, but he was trying his best.

and truthfully, he couldn’t help but make a few spare accounts on some social medias to follow his father’s other family.

but he eventually decided to just let it go, assuming they definitely knew about his mother and himself, which would explain the first divorce. so he decided to put it in the past and move on.

his mother has moved on as well. she found herself someone who actually cares about her so much (mike’s stupid ass has done a secret background check to make sure this dude wasn’t another cheater lmaoo) and now mike isn’t an only child anymore. it’s been 2 years since his little sister yuna was born, and he loves her so much. he still isn’t used to the idea of a new fatherly figure in his life, but he’s.... getting there. 

little dumb hcs

mike majors in computer science at san verto college, with a concentration in game development and design

hes a lil gamer boy,,, u KNOW he’s that annoying dude with a gamer chair that has a sound system in it khjkh

he posted a few videos on youtube but rly just ditched the channel after like a month. he still posts whenever he feels like it tho and it’s usually just.... messy gaming videos or opinions no one asked for

his dad’s dumb ass still doesn’t know it was mike who exposed him to his mother. he thinks she found the divorce papers on her own. therefore.... mike still gets money from his dad on a monthly basis and gets to keep the car he bought him for his 18th birthday lmaooooo a win 

you probably heard me say this before but.... theres a hc that mike is allergic to eggs. simply bc the idea of him shopping in the vegan section is funny to me 

this boy has a love for frogs ? idk where the obsession came from but you bet you’re gonna see a cute lil frog sticker on everything he owns. he doodles them on everything too ? it’s a habit at this point. he also knows random little facts about them and tells them to anyone who didnt ask for them 

. embarrassing but.. this dude... omg.... a big sana stan.... he has a photocard collection.... he went to a twice concert like 5 times.... dont be surprised if you see a feel special sana photocard in his phonecase.... im embarrassed of him 

he also has a hyunjin mcdonalds hashbrown photocard framed that a friend gave to him for christmas bc.. it’s a rare card,,, and you can see it on a table by the door when you walk into his apartment 😭

mike also has a habit of buying things he doesn’t need ?? he has a plushie collection that has been growing since he was young, and now is getting bigger with the rise of squishmallows

there’s this random hc where he drunk bought a cardboard cutout of john cena ,,,, don’t ask,,, it’s currently guarding his room back at his mom’s house djfhdj

can you tell mike is my most embarrassing , most chaotic character,, 

also he moved out after graduating school and when he started to attend college,,,, gimme some roomies pls

connection ideas ??

michael’s childhood friends; could’ve gone to the same school back in philly before he moved away ?? 

friends he made when he moved to town?? mike is very social and was... kinda popular in school, i’d say. he made friends with basically anyone he found interesting

michael’s ex; they could’ve ended on a bad note, or even on a good one and ended up being friends. im really up for plotting anything.

michael’s best friend; PLEASE i love wholesome best friend plots. it doesn’t matter if they met in san verto or philly

roomies pls !!! i would love it if he could have some roommates who have to deal with his very . peculiar decorating habits 

co workers ?? customers ? regulars ? he works at hall of film ! 

like this to plot or hmu !

[slasherscream]

Reader gets stood up at prom ghostface boys to the rescue

(A/N): oh prom was my nightmare so this was so self indulgent to think about thanks fam

They were getting around to asking you they fucking swear on god and they were ....enraged would be putting it lightly, when some random fucking loser asked you before they could.

Listen they were just trying to take it slow to go easy on you. Like slowly heating up the water around a frog instead of dropping them into boiling water to begin with. 

You're out here thinking you've got #the two best friends in the world meanwhile they're trying to make a teenage spouse out of you but the best laid plans of dumb teenage boys often go awry. 

Even though it's totally fine to do so (and the norm for you) you were feeling strange about asking if you could be a tag-a-long for them for prom night of all things.

Them including you on all their date nights and hang-outs are one thing but being a third wheel for the most romantic/cutesy night for teenagers is something you cannot fucking parse.

You had even started secretly thinking of staying home alone that night, which you know everyone in your life would've been strongly against but what're they gonna do? Throw you into a fancy tux/dress and force you to go? 

But then a classmate asked you! Sure it wasn't particularly romantic and you didn't know each other well but they weren't the worst person in the world and they offered to buy your ticket for you and match with your color      so at least you'll be going without feeling like an interloper. 

You rush to tell the boys even though some part of you feels...bummed out you're not going with them but they're a couple and you're all best friends and you know you'll still spend time with them that night so it's fine! Everything's fine! Everything is perfect.

So yes they almost nutted the fuck up when you told them. The look on Stu's face....Billy had to hit him when you weren't looking so he could fix his face by the time you glanced over at him with that cute, excited look of expectancy. 

"That's great, Y/N!" Stu would say, trying to make his smile look as normal as possible. "Who asked you?" Billy would say, grinding his teeth to fucking dust in his mouth and already planning on murdering them brutally. 

It's only when they're alone and planning the murder do they realize they can't do that to you. You got asked to prom and how would you feel if your date happens to become a ghostface victim! They know you...you're so sweet and nice that even though you didn't particularly like the person you'd be staying home for the evening crying and sad. At the very least you'd take it as a "sign" and stay in for the night, if they were lucky.

Despite being the most possessive boys in the world they don't want you looking back at a night that could be special and magical with only the traumatic memory of a dead date. Romance really is real!

So they didn’t kill the lucky bastard who asked you even though they are so upset and bummed out. Stu mopes for the whole week leading up to the day and Billy is a special kind of grumpy asshole. 

But they get to do little prom prep things with you that you probably wouldn't have let them do with you if you were their date for the night and it's cute and montage-y even though they're still really upset. 

Helping you pick out a dress/tux/look and being your hype-men! You step out of the dressing room with something Stu picked for you (fashion icon) and he screams! Billy staring at you w/ eyes that are soft and he couldn't wipe the look off his face if he tried. Deciding your makeup/hair/look for the night with them and they lowkey do everything to match you/look good with you.

Fuck your date, man! They are your date in name only. When you look back at this night they're making 100% you'll only remember them. This is gonna be a funny story you tell your fucking kids together. They wanna throw up whenever you ruin the illusion by asking "Do you think (random ass name) will like this?" Shut up!! Stu will begin to cry he's sensitive. 

You will not be walking out of any store having paid for your own shit that week. Stu insists! He's your 18 year old (unfortunately platonic) sugar daddy. Billy never let's Stu spoil him so you have to deal with Stu's love language, which is gifts, all by yourself you poor baby. 

You're all gonna get ready at your house and you will experience soft moments such as Billy helping you with your hair with the utmost gentleness and making eye contact in the mirror. Or Stu wanting to put your lipstick on and doing a frankly fantastic job but the unbearable tension as he's touching your lip? My dude....

You try to shy out of some of the "leaving the house" pictures so the happy couple can get some alone but all your squirming just winds up with you trapped in-between them and both of them kissing your cheek at the same time. 

Your date elected to not pick you up but meet at the location which made them so fucking angry but at least this way they get more time with you. Your dates on thin fucking ice though since the boys would've done everything to make the night romantic for you ...they are Big Mad. 

You get there and you're looking around for your date and for the longest time can't find them and they're not answering your texts. You're getting nervous but the boys are mostly distracting you while sharing concerned looks over your head. 

Their fears are confirmed when they catch your date making out with their ex and they can't steer you away from them fast enough so you don't notice. Your date has the decency to apologize and look sorry that they did this but you can't work yourself up to being really mad since you didn't really like them anyway. It's just the energy of this happening to you at prom. 

They never knew you could run that fast honestly....

"Y/N? Baby? Are you in here?" The sound of the bathroom door opening immediately followed by the most gentle voice you'd ever heard Stu use in his life. 

You have half a mind to be quiet so that they'll go away and forget their loser best friend and actually have a decent prom night together but you know they'd just waste their whole night looking for you if they couldn't find you. "Yeah ... I'm in here." You sigh, holding your head in your heads. 

A knock on the door and then you hear Billy, "Please come out, sweetheart."

"I'd rather not." 

"Y/N..." Stu trails off not knowing what to say and shooting Billy a panicked look. Before either of them can figure out what to do you speak up again.

"Please go out and enjoy yourselves. You don't have to spend your night coddling me. I'm not the first person to get ditched at prom. I'll survive. It's stupid anyways." 

"It's okay to be upset, Y/N," Billy interjects, what he really wants to do is go kill your date and their dumb ex. Is there anything worse than an on-again-off-again couple? He's already imagining the fun he and Stu will have carving the two up but first they have to make their baby feel better. 

"That was a total dick move of them!" Stu says, trying not to get worked up but failing. "I'll go kick their ass for you right now."

This at least makes you laugh, "No        don't kick their ass. They don't deserve it." 

"Like hell they don't." Billy grunts, "They upset you."

"They got back together with someone they actually liked. I can't hate them for that. We barely knew each other. I just didn't want to come alone and I didn't wanna be your puppy dog tag-a-long the whole night."

This gets immediate reactions.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Billy demands.

"Y/N I'm gonna crawl on the disgusting bathroom floor and come join you in there if you don't open the door right now." Stu says.

After a second of pause where you debate how serious he is (deadly) and then take into account his lack of impulse control you unlock the door and allow it to swing open, "Don't do that. We'd have to burn the tux and you look really good in it." 

You're instantly swept up into two different sets of arm and have to admit you do feel a little better instantly. They have that effect on you. It's a comfort that they're staring at you with affection and concern and not pity. It makes you feel a little less pathetic. You still duck your head into Stu's chest and are allowed this and a moment of silence before Billy grabs you by the chin and makes you look up at them. 

"You're not a fucking tag-a-long and that loser out there was lucky you said yes in the first place." 

"Yeah baby! We woulda loved to have you all to ourselves tonight."

You laugh in a way that's heavy with self-deprecation, "You guys are sweet. That's why you deserve to have one night together that's just you. Especially prom night of all things. Don't you guys ever get tired of me always trailing after you? Don't you ever want a break?" 

They make eye contact and convey some secret message between them that makes you roll your eyes but then Billy's hand moves from your chin to hold your cheek and you freeze up. Stu leans down into Billy and grins at you from over his boyfriend's shoulder as if you're the most adorable thing he's ever seen. 

"You're not our third wheel, babe       we're a pyramid!" Stu chirps.

"Wha-?"

"We were gonna ask you to prom." Billy's thumb begins to rub tender circles along your cheek and you open your mouth to say...anything but he keeps talking, "But jackass out there beat us to it."

"Really?" You ask quietly and Billy bumps his forehead gently against yours, smiling at your shocked expression.

"Really."

"We're crazy about you, babe!" 

"You sure you're not just trying to make me feel better? I promise I'm not gonna fall apart on you or anything." It doesn't come out like a joke as you'd intended and you'd wince at how hopeful and nervous you'd sounded but Billy's lips cover yours. You'd always wondered how it felt to kiss either of them, always having to force your eyes away from them when they often kissed each other. It's a lot like how you imagined, his lips firm and warm against yours and him with total control over the moment in a way that makes your knees weak.

When he finally pulls away you can't bring your eyes to open even when they both chuckle at you. It's Stu leaning forward to playfully nip at your bottom lip that brings you out of the daze and you lean forward to peck him before he can move away. He hums against your lips and you smile into the kiss, playful and sweet. 

"Believe us now?" Stu asks when he pulls away, giving your hair a light tug.

"I might....if you guys dance with me. I think I hear my favorite song."

"Well then-" Billy smirks, pulling away from you but grabbing your hand and Stu's, leading you out the bathroom and back towards the dance, "We gotta go take our girl/boy to dance, Stu."

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A Little Bit of Attitude Ch.23: I’m So Stupid

WORD COUNT: 5.9K

A/N: Jesus I had a rough week  Enjoy this chapter!!

WARNINGS: Language, Drug use, aggressive nature 

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July 23, 1985

Sammi stared down at her hands, tap anxiously on the green table of the booth she sat in. The diner was running slow for a Wednesday, only a handful of people spread out in the restaurant. Sammi kept looking at her watch then to the door, reconsidering even being here. A waitress would come from time to time to see if Sammi needed anything, only getting turned down. Maybe Sammi shouldn't have come so early. The glass doorbell ring made Sammi's ear perk up like a fox, looking straight ahead of her. Except instead of Vince, it was an older man with a small happy child who had a smile on their face. Sammi scuffed to herself, beginning to bite the nail on her thumb. It wasn't until she heard the bell ring again that Sammi saw Vince's face, standing there without knowing what to do. He scratched the back of his head, slowly walking up to the booth. Sammi swallowed away her nerves, hugging her body for comfort. Sliding into the booth, Vince took off his jean jacket and gave a small smile to his ex-girlfriend.

"Hi," said Vince, holding his hands together.

"Hey, Vince, how have you been?" asked Sammi, taking a sip of water.

"Not much different from the last time you saw me. Sharise is busting my ball for no reason," complained Vince. Sammi stayed quiet from the sound of her name, looking at her nails. "So, you wanted to talk finally?"

"Yeah, I think I've had enough time being a bitch to you," said Sammi, reaching inside her purse. She pulled out a folded sheet of a notebook paper, bullet point thoughts all scribbled down to a mess. Vince scowled at Sammi, raising a questionable eyebrow at the girl.

"You have a list of shit?" asked Vince, wrinkling his nose.

"Yes, because I rather read off a list then run off emotions," Sammi said, scanning over what she wrote down. "As I said, I've had enough time being a bitch to you,"

"I wouldn't say a bitch. It's not like I didn't deserve any of it. Except maybe that bottle to my head," joked Vince. Sammi took a deep breath, laying the paper flat on the table for even Vince to see some thoughts. Sammi bit her lip, feeling her heart beating so fast in her chest, and she couldn't help calm it down. After a bit of silence, Sammi looked Vince right in the eyes that she loved so dearly.

"First off, when did you two meet exactly?" asked Sammi, swallowing the knot in her throat. Vince rubbed the sweat off his jeans, coughing to clear his throat.

"It was back in May when Tropicana was brand new. It was one of the nights you wanted to stay at your parents' place, I met up with some guys to drink with and ended up there," answered Vince, grabbing a sugar packet to keep his hands busy.

Sammi nodded, "And when you met her, did you two immediately hook up?"

"No! No. She just gave me a lap dance and kept flirting with me all night, but we didn't kiss or anything," replied Vince, biting his lip.

"So when did you two exactly have sex? Because I doubt you got her pregnant off a one time moment in August," Sammi bit the inside of her cheek, looking out the window to compose herself from any tears.

"July, I guess. I don't remember the exact fucking date. I just know that it was one of the nights you weren't feeling like going out," explained Vince, dropping his head into his hands' palm. Sammi shook her head, dabbing the corner of her eye to catch any tears from falling.

"So it went on for months? You had sex with her multiple times?" asked Sammi with a stern voice. Vince nodded sheepishly. "And you still fucking went back even after you got her pregnant. Then you got mad at me for having a good time when you ditched me for her back at Purple Moon! Oh my god," gasped Sammi, covering her face in her hand then pushing away hair that fell out of place.

"I didn't ditch you for her! I didn't know. She didn't even know! We only had sex max five times when I got crossfaded; it meant nothing,"

"Clearly, if you acted as if you didn't do anything. I thought for almost a full year; you were such a great boyfriend. You made me feel so happy, and yet you were sitting on this lie. You were lying every day," uttered Sammi, looking straight into Vince's eyes with tears building up. "Why? Why weren't you happy with just me?"

Vince slumped in his seat, finally feeling the heartbreak he caused to Sammi. He could finally see the sadness that came from his mistakes. Vince only received anger from Sammi after everything. He received Sammi's attitude tenfold, the rudeness, and the foul language. Vince never saw Sammi cry from the pain he caused, not even the first time he fucked up. "I was happy with you," whispered Vince, feeling his cheek flush with embarrassment. "I just don't know when to say no, especially now being a big shot rockstar. Now, look at me. I'm a dad who killed his friend, and everyone hates me,"

"I should have never gotten mad at you that night outside of Rainbow. I guess… I would get mad at you for doing dumb shit because I kept making mistakes behind your back. I wanted you to stay the same perfect Samantha. The one who was always ahead of everyone with a kind smile on her face," expressed Vince, having some sort of courage to look right in Sammi's eye when he spoke to her.

"I'm not perfect, Vince, nor will I ever be. Just because I have a different life than you doesn't make me better or lesser than you," said Sammi, looking back down at the piece of paper.

When did they meet?

When did they first hook up?

Ask if he regrets anything.

Ask if he was ever going to tell me.

Talk about him moving on so fast.

Ask if he's okay

Admit, I'm sleeping with Nikki. Fuck that.

"I don't hate you. I want you to know that," admitted Sammi, folding the piece of paper in her hands, stuffing it back in her handbag. "Do you regret anything you've done to me?"

"Yes, I regret being a manwhore to you. You had a point even back then in the beginning," mumbled Vince. "Do you regret being with me? After all the shit I put you through," asked Vince. Sammi looked down at the table, pondering on her emotions to answer Vince. It was a thought she said to herself after everything. Sammi knew everything people go through has a purpose and a lesson. It was great to be with Vince, but now thinking how half of it being based on a sitting lie, it hurts even more.

"It's funny. I keep telling myself I should've just been cold to you guys when I saw you all, and maybe I'd be okay. I don't regret being with you because a lot of fun came from it. I just wish it didn't end like I expected," confessed Sammi, wiping away a single tear that came down her face.

"I'm sorry for hurting you. Do you know if you can ever forgive me?"

"I want to, but maybe let's wait a while,"

"I figured… I'm also sorry about being paranoid about Nikki. Guess I'm a hypocrite for assuming," said Vince, shaking his head like he was dumb to think such a thing. Sammi bit her lip, anxiously bouncing her leg under the table from the words Nikki. Sammi knew everyone would find out soon enough, but hearing Vince calling himself a hypocrite just made it harder ever to spill the secret.

"It's okay. I forgive you for that," Sammi bit her tongue, knowing damn well she was wrong in this department. Vince smiled at Sammi, feeling like he was going in the right direction with his favorite girl. "If you didn't get caught, were you ever going to tell me?"

Vince looked out for a moment, trying not to lie to make himself look good. "Yeah, I was. After stopping I kept thinking about it, but then more shit got into the mix," Sammi could see the pain in Vince's eyes from talking so much, realizing this is most likely the most, he's opened up in a long time.

"Vince… be honest with me. Are you okay? How have you been doing with everything?" asked Sammi, resisting the urge to hold Vince's hands from across the table. Vince let out a heavy breath, going back to messing with the sugar packet.

"No, I'm not. I have to be completely sober until my court date. Your brother and his bitch won't shut their fucking mouths about it. Sharise and I fight for everything. And I have no idea how to be a dad," admitted Vince, eyes looking defeated to Sammi.

"You haven't done drugs? Or drank?" Vince shook his head. "Since the incident?" Sammi asked again in disbelief of a sober Vince.

"Yeah. I have to go get tested each week. This has been the soberest I've been since I was 15," said Vince.

"Tommy and Nikki shouldn't be on your ass for being a responsible person. I'll yell at them to stop bothering you if you need me to," offered Sammi, reaching out to hold Vince's hands. Vince didn't protest, enjoying the tiny bit of affection he received that wasn't sexual. It was just the needed kindness he desperately craved.

"It's okay, Sammi. I'm a grown man, and I should do things on my own. Even if it means my own band hates me for it," answered Vince, gently rubbing his thumb on the back of Sammi's hand. Sammi looked down at their hands, smiling to herself but kept reminding she isn't really a single woman. "But I appreciate the offer. Since you're so smart, do you have any advice for being a dad, or can you do that for me also?" joked Vince, smirking at Sammi.

Sammi couldn't help but giggle with Vince's joke, feeling like everything was back to normal. "No, I don't. You're just going to have to talk to Sharise about being a dad. Also, isn't your daughter like a month old or something? You have time to get better," said Sammi.

"Skylar. Her name's Skylar," smiled Vince.

"That's a pretty name. I'm sure you will have enough time to be a better dad to Skylar," reassured Sammi, squeezing Vince's hands.

"Thank you. Listen, I really appreciate this. I miss being able to talk to someone my shit," said Vince. Sammi smiled at Vince, beginning to play with fingers and pop them as if the two were back to being the normal them. "I even miss you popping my fingers. I guess you really do take things for granted until they're gone,"

"As much as I love an open and meaningful Vince, did you just learn that shit in probation rehab or?" asked Sammi, cracking a smile that made Vince laugh.

"Yeah. Yeah, I fucking did," admitted Vince, laughing along with Sammi. "But hey, it's an improvement! am I right?"

"It definitely is an improvement for sure," said Sammi, relaxing back in the booth. The two held hands for longer than needed, reminiscing on the feeling from the pasts. Vince couldn't help to think of how this wasn't like Sharise. He and Sharise never had a moment of comfortable silence, even after the nights of sex. It felt fast-paced and no ounce of peace compared to how Sammi loved gentle moments. Those moments where Sammi would dance her finger on Vince's scalp, making him relax while watching tv. The moments of Vince hugging Sammi from behind as she studied hard in his office space, giving her any feeling of reassurance. Vince was beginning to remember how bad he ruined this good thing in his life. Sammi didn't know what to say or do, only kept close before leaving and going back to Nikki.

*

August 9, 1985

Los Angeles, California

Sammi and Athena strut down Hollywood Boulevard, smiling and laughing with the wind playing up in their hair. Sammi glanced down on her wrist, seeing her brand new watch read 3:30 in the afternoon. The day was beautiful for the boys to start their tour, wind cooling the California summer heat and not a cloud in the sky. The Bass sisters had a day off to surprise Tommy and the boys while they did soundcheck, everything feeling perfect for once. After a short walk from the public parking garage, Athena opened the Hollywood Pantages Theatre's massive doors. The roadies were pacing around at the front of the theatre, putting up a table of merchandise of shirts, posters, and records. Sammi glanced around the grand entrance with glee until her eyes fell on a woman and a brand new blonde baby in her arms. Sammi froze from a distance, Athena standing next to her sister to catch Sammi's eyes on Sharise standing with a tiny Skylar.

Sharise bounded Skylar in her arms, seeming tired and irritated all at the same time until finally noticing the Bass sisters look at her. She forced a smile to Sammi, slowly approaching them in the center of the entrance. Athena laced her arm around Sammi's, standing in as the protective sister she was. Sammi almost held her breath, couldn't keep her eyes off Skylar.

"Hi, Sammi. Hi, Athena. How have you girls been?" asked Sharise with a kind smile.

"We've been good, Sharise. How's being a new mama?" asked Sammi with no anger in her heart, smiling as if she was catching up with an old friend.

"Crazy. I had no idea how much one baby can be such a handful. It isn't easy when you feel like you're doing it alone," vented Sharise, smiling at Skylar look at Athena and Sammi in curiosity.

Sammi smiled at the baby. "Hi, Skylar! Aren't you just the prettiest little girl," cooed Sammi making Skylar laugh a bit.  

"Vince isn't helping you?" asked Athena, frowning deep 11 lines between her brows.

"No, he tries but gives up and just looks at me to finish everything. He's also under a lot of stress with touring and his court date. I'm sure he vented to you about it," said Sharise to Sammi, pressing her lips hard together.

"Um… yeah, he did, but I told him to talk to you about it. You and Vince can help each navigate being brand new parents together," uttered Sammi, playing with her hands to ease the nerves.

"Thank you for trying. I don't think I'll see that happening anytime soon," mumbled Sharise, trying to keep Skylar from jumping out of her arms. For being two months old, she had the capability of moving around fast, almost like her daddy. It was cute to everyone but hard for Sharise to keep her still when necessary. Skylar's arms popped up wide from her little chest, reaching out for Sammi to hold her. Sharise tried to make Skylar stop moving, but it only resulted in Skylar letting out small cries.

"I think she wants Sammi to hold her?" questioned Athena, switching glances between the two girls.

"Oh no, you don't have to, Sammi. I get it if it's uncomfortable," offered Sharise.

"Honestly, it's not. I'm completely okay holding little Skylar," said Sammi, reaching out to hold the baby, slowly switching between her and Sharise. Sammi bounced Skylar in her arms, seeing a bright smile that almost resembled Vince's. Skylar rested her head on Sammi's shoulder, feeling very at peace in Sammi's even though she was a complete stranger. Athena and Sharise gawked in shock at the baby's reaction, seeing how gentle and kind Sammi appeared.

"Wow. You're the first person she's felt comfortable with that wasn't family," admitted Sharise, not knowing if she favored this or not. Sharise knew she was the other woman who got in between Sammi and Vince, but she wasn't used to the kindness she was receiving.

"I guess babies just love me. Jesus, you're gonna look just like your dad. I can already see it," said Sammi to Skylar in a cute voice, making her smile. Sharise slightly shaking her head at Sammi's statement.

"You were on your way to see Vince or?" asked Athena.

"Yeah, since he's gonna be on tour, I thought I'd visit family in Nebraska. I really don't like being alone in that big house," said Sharise, fixing her hair.

"Well, in that case, let's see them before they ditch this place," announced Athena, heading right to the theatre doors.

"You can keep carrying her if you want. She really likes you," said Sharise, following Athena's footsteps. Sammi followed behind with Skylar quietly resting on her hip, almost falling asleep. The theatre was ginormous, having an upstairs for extra people to sit. The album cover was drawn big on the center stage as roadies continued to set up amps and instruments. The three girls could see Vince sat in the front row seats, isolated from the guys on the stage. Sammi could tell Nikki appeared more irritated than before, sipping on his soda with a sulking stare. Tommy and Mick talking among themselves, soon seeing the women come closer. As the girls reached the stage, Sammi stood right in front of Vince, smiling mischievously.

"Surprise! I have your child," said Sammi, Skylar noticing her dad seated down in front of them now. She began cooing in excitement, reaching out for Vince as he stood up from the red velvet chair.  

"Uhh, why are you here? And why do you have my child?" asked Vince, lifting his daughter out of Sammi's arms, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"What? I can't come to visit my brother and friends at work? Also, Skylar wanted me!" said Sammi, crossing her arms, still smiling pridefully while Sharise stood right by her. Vince switched looks between the two women, unable to say anything that came into his head. 'They're  acting like friends?'  thought Vince, also seeing the confused looks from the rest of Motley.

"Skylar has found someone to like that isn't related to us. Isn't that nice for our little girl?" said Sharise, showing her annoyance for Vince already after a few words. Athena could see the tension needing to be cut with a knife, stepping over to Sammi to grab her hand and watch this drama from a distance. Sammi smiled at the couple, heading towards Nikki, Tommy, and Mick, who also wanted to see the show. Nikki shook his head at Sharise and Vince, Sammi boosting herself up to sit right next to him on stage. Athena standing right by Mick, who strummed on his guitar.

"Is this bring your fucking girlfriend to work day?" whispered Nikki to everyone, Tommy giggling.

"Wish I had a girlfriend," mumbled Mick with sadness, sipping the water bottle he always carried. Athena softly reassured Mick, placing a delicate hand on his shoulder.  

"I know Mick, I know," muttered Nikki, seeing Sammi staring right at him with a scowl. "Can I help you?" asked Nikki, getting closer to Sammi's face, making her break into an almost smile.

"Who else's girlfriends have been coming in today?" asked Sammi, raising an eyebrow in question. Nikki smirked and chuckled, hinting as to who else has come to the venue without exposing them. He really did like reaching the edge of getting caught. Sammi could see Sharise grab Skylar out of Vince's arms in the short distance, saying a monotone goodbye and turning on her heels to the door. Vince didn't hold back his somber face, hearing Skylar cries echo throughout the theater. Sammi caught Vince's eyes, giving a sympathetic smile to reassure him. Vince just stayed in his seat to sulk.

"Heather came today before going to pick up her parents. I'm having dinner with them tonight before we head out on Saturday after this show," said Tommy, stealing a sip of Mick's water bottle. "Where… I will propose…" mumbled Tommy, coughing. Athena and Sammi whipping their heads fast with big eyes at their older brother.

"You're proposing?!" yelled out the Bass sisters in unison. Everyone in the building turned their heads to the sisters, beginning to eavesdrop. Sammi jumped off the stage, standing right in front of Tommy with arms crossed, ready to lecture him as if he were a child. Vince came up from his seat, almost slamming against Sammi with his jaw dragging on the floor.

"You wanna get married?!" asked Vince frantically, frowning at the drummer.

"How long have you two even been dating? Trust me, it's not been long!" said Athena, restraining herself from raising her voice.

"I know, but I feel confident about Heather! Mama and Dad love her, which is great, and look how nice she is! You guys always know I wanted to get married to someone I love," explained Tommy, dropping to his feet to the ground and standing up for himself.

"Dude, the last girl you wanted to marry called me a cunt, and I almost punched her. Why can't you just wait a year?" expressed Sammi, frowning with deep concern. Tommy scratched his head, looking down at feet with everyone staring at him.

"It's different this time. I swear it really is and come on I know you girls love her too. Can I just please have my two favorite people be on my side? Please?" begged Tommy, smiling down at his sisters. Athena and Sammi exchanged looks of worry melting away with the love they had for their brother.

"Fine, you're right. If you're thrilled with Heather, then I guess we should be too. Right, Sammi?" asked Athena, nudging Sammi with her elbow.

"Yeah. She is pretty nice," mumbled Sammi, smiling at Tommy. Tommy hugged Athena and Sammi so tight it almost made Sammi regret being sweet. Sammi pushed away from the group hug, seeing Vince on the verge of wanting to speak to her. Nikki grabs Mick's water bottle, jumping off the edge of the stage to hang an arm around Vince's shoulders.

"Want some water, Vince? Made a mint too?" asked Nikki, chuckling at Vince's discomfort of being sober. Sammi rolled her eyes, pushing Nikki's arm off of Vince, gaining a smile from the blonde and a scowl from Nikki.

"Leave him alone, Nikki. You shouldn't be tempting him like that," scolded Sammi.

"Why? He's a big boy. If he wants to break he little sobriety that's on him," said Nikki, poking Vince in the cheek only to get his hand slapped away. Sammi shook her head, narrowing eyes to Nikki, becoming peeved on the way he was behaving.

"You're such an asshole, Nikki," spat Sammi, looping her arm onto Vince's and pulling him away from everyone. "Come on, Vin, I need a smoke already," Vince didn't object to Sammi, surprised but still smiling at the gesture. Nikki stared at the two walkings off, mouth opened slightly as if he was the one who should be offended.

"Oh, so you two are friends now?" shouted Athena. Tommy looked in disbelief, but with some sort of happiness that the two were friendly again.

"Yeah!" yelled Sammi, pushing open the doors and heading straight to the main doors. Sammi let go of Vince's arm, searching in her purse for her pack of cigarettes until Vince held up two cigarettes. She happily took for herself, leaning towards her own lighter and passing it to Vince. She inhaled for a moment, feeling the smoke relax her until Sammi blew it out into the wind. Sammi side-eyed Vince seeing him smile with glee while smoke aside her.

"What's that smile for?" asked Sammi with a smirk on her lips

"Just find it enjoyable when you call out people on rare occasions. Such a loudmouth for such a tiny body," said Vince.

"You could say you're welcome to get Nikki off your back," suggested Sammi, shrugging her shoulders while keeping the same energy.

"Thank you. I highly appreciate it," smiled Vince. "I swear I don't know how I'm going to be able to be on a bus with those guys, mainly Nikki,"

"I'm sure it won't be as bad as you think," reassured Sammi, stepping on the small cigarette bud.

"Really? I'm sober while the rest of my band is too high or drunk to know what's going on. I mean, look at our album, it's crap!" vented Vince.

"It can't be crap if it's doing so well," said Sammi.

"Have you ever listened to the album? The whole thing?" asked Vince, seeing Sammi shake her head. "Okay, so what songs have you heard?"

"Home Sweet Home…" muttered Sammi.

"The only good original song plus the cover we did. That's it! Nikki was too high to write actual good songs,"

"He's written with coke in his system before, and it's been fine. It's just one album that you don't like. Pretty sure every one band member in any band has felt like that," said Sammi, moving to be right next to Vince on the wall. Vince frowned at Sammi, giving her pity on her oblivion.

"Sam, Nikki's been doing more than just coke lately. You haven't seen the tiny tracks on his arm?" asked Vince, raising an eyebrow.

"What?" questioned Sammi, blinking rapidly.

"He's been shooting up. He's doing heroin and mixing coke and something else with Tommy. You really haven't noticed?" said Vince, stepping on his cigarette to get another one. Sammi stared at Vince in disbelief, not wanting to think of Nikki going back to heroin after being together. After he promised he wasn't going to do it again.

"I'm an idiot," whispered Sammi, dropping her head into the palm of her hand. "So he never stopped? Even after the studio incident?" Vince shook his head to Sammi, only making her huff.

"Did he tell you he was going to stop?" asked Vince, taking a drag from his cigarette. Sammi nodded, looking down at the ground. "And when did he tell you that?"

"Back in February. I went to his house and tried talking to him after what happened to you. I flushed the rest of the shit he had in his room," confessed Sammi, looking at Vince with sad eyes.

"Clearly, that didn't stop him. Please don't tell me he got angry at you for flush his drugs down the toilet," said Vince, turning his body to face Sammi.

"He grabbed my wrist really hard but apologized after. That was it. God, I'm so stupid for believing him!" yelled Sammi, feeling her cheeks turn red from embarrassment. Vince sighed, stepping on his cigarette, slowly wrapping his arm around Sammi's shoulders. Sammi didn't reject the hug, her arm finding Vince's waist and resting her head on his chest. Vince rubbed Sammi's arm for comfort, resting his chin on the top of his former girlfriend's head.

"It's not your fault Sammi for having a big heart. You just have to realize you're talking to four men who don't listen to anything. Even if we know we're doing something completely wrong," calmly said Vince, being the one to get reassurance for once in a long time.

"So what, you guys are just gonna slowly kill yourselves?"

"Look, you can try as hard as you want to get to Nikki because I know he mildly listens to you, but don't be sad if nothing happens," said Vince, letting go of Sammi and digging his hands in his jean pockets. "And try not to flush his drugs again. I wouldn't want to beat his ass for hurting you," Vince pinched Sammi's cheek, making her smile like always, not knowing if they should head back to soundcheck.

"Okay… I'll take your advice," mumbled Sammi, giving Vince a proper hug.

"You'll what?" asked Vince with a cunning smile, squeezing Sammi with his arms. Sammi began laughing out loud to Vince, trying her best to break out of the hug.

"I said I'll take your advice! Jesus, stop squeezing me!" ordered Sammi, breaking to giggles as Vince still kept a tight grip on the small girl. "What is it gonna take for you to let me go!?" asked Sammi, almost falling back.

"Say I'm your best friend who's right for once," shouted Vince, leaning forward to make Sammi bend backward, his laughs muffled against Sammi's shoulder.

"No!" Vince squeezed Sammi a bit harder, "Fine! You're my best friend who's actually right for once in his life!" shouted Sammi, finally being released by Vince's grip, seeing him have a shit-eating grin on his face. "Happy?'

"Yep!" said Vince, about to head back inside until Sammi took hold of his wrist. "What?"

"Well, 'best friend,' you're not gonna tell me why Sharise looked like she hated you earlier?" asked Sammi, raising an eyebrow.

Vince huffed, "I haven't been able to talk to her. She keeps running off on me to her friends or family. Please, I don't want to talk about it anymore. The fact you two looked like friends today weirded me out," said Vince, opening the doors to the theater.

"Hey, in my defense, Skylar likes me some odd reason!" shouted Sammi, following Vince.

"In that case, do you want to babysit and teach me to be a dad?" teased Vince, smiling at Sammi rolling her eyes.

"In your dreams," said Sammi, jabbing her elbow in Vince's side.

*

A hard knock echoed in Sammi's apartment, halting Sammi from draining the pasta she had boiling. She checked the analog clock that hung on her wall, wondering who would stop by out of the blue. After turning off the stove, Sammi opened the door without caution, surprised to see an upset Nikki standing in the hallway. Nikki rose there in the same dark vest and button-down from earlier, eyes tired as always.

"Why are you here? I didn't invite you over," asked Sammi, crossing her arms against her chest. Nikki pushed past Sammi, stomping into the apartment, sitting right down on the small dining table. He looked over the breakfast bar seeing the stem coming from the stove, nodding with approval.

"I thought since you were quiet to me after your smoke with your little ex, I'd drop by. Here to remind you what you got in your bed," said Nikki, leaning back against the chair with one arm resting on the back. Sammi closed her front door, stepping towards Nikki with a great distance.

"Please don't tell me you're jealous of Vince now? I already dealt with enough of that from him," said Sammi, leaning against the wall.

"I don't get jealous. Now, where's my dinner?" sniffed Nikki, wiping at his nose and bouncing his leg fast as he couldn't look Sammi in the eye.

"At your house. Where you keep your heroin," spat Sammi, getting Nikki to look her in the eye, his face going almost pale compared to olive skin. Sammi inhaled deeply, ready to fight with Nikki as her blood began to boil. Nikki stayed silent, trying to think of some bullshit lie to Sammi.

"Who told you that? Vince? You're really going to believe Vince, the guy who cheated on you?" asked Nikki, scowling at Sammi with deep wrinkles in-between his eyebrows.

Sammi shook her head, standing up straight. "Yeah, I am. Because him being sober from drugs means he sees shit when I'm not there. I know you're shooting up again! And I know you're doing some other shit drug with my brother!" yelled Sammi, pointing her finger right at Nikki. Sammi could see the discomfort on Nikki's face, him shifting in his seat, unable to even look unguilty.

"He's lying! I'm not doing it! You don't see me do that shit!" shouted Nikki, standing up to Sammi, getting closer to her face. Sammi stepped back a bit, glaring up hard at Nikki's dark eyes.

"Yeah, when you're here! I don't know what you do when you leave in the middle of the night! Or when you're by yourself in your house! How come we never go there anymore, huh?" demanded Sammi, pushing Nikki in the chest. Nikki stumbled back for a moment, flaring his nostrils from the sight of Sammi.

"Did you tell your little boyfriend about us then? Huh? You had to if you two decided to talk shit about me," muttered Nikki, getting right up close to Sammi, her back slamming against the wall. Sammi felt scared but knew she had to stand her ground in this situation, even if it resulted in something terrible.

"No, I didn't. Only how I flushed your drugs the last time, and you gripped my wrist. Are you going to admit it, or do I have to raid your room again and wait for you to hit me?" said Sammi, inhaling shakingly. Nikki took a few steps back, glaring at Sammi. Nikki then kicked one of the dining chairs, sending it flying across the room, almost breaking it. Sammi jumped in fear, covering her mouth from almost yelping, eyes open wide.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Sammi! Why do you give a shit if I'm shooting up!? I'm not offering it to you! You do coke, Ms. College Graduate! So why do you give a fuck?!" yelled Nikki, ready to pull his hair out of his head.

"Because it's dangerous! You can die if you go too far! Why would you throw all of this away for some drug?!" shouted Sammi, staying far away from Nikki. "And when I do coke, I fucking stop for MONTHS, alright?! I don't go on benders like the rest of you,"

"Yeah, because you think you're better than us. Just because we're not some assholes wearing a suit and tie to work with a stupid piece of paper," mumbled Nikki.

"Oh shut up, Nikki. Get that shit out of your head and get the fuck out of my apartment!" ordered Sammi.

Nikki narrowed his eyes at Sammi, walking closer to her only to have Sammi step away from him. "You're sure about that, Samantha?"

"Yes, I am, because you and I are fucking done! Whatever we are, we are done! I'm not dealing with your shit while you spiral out of control," said Sammi. Nikki didn't bother to move from where he stood, seeing if Sammi was only bluffing. "Get out! I want you out! Get the fuck out!" shouted Sammi, moving behind Nikki and pushing towards the door. She didn't restrain herself, pushing him harder and more aggressive as they got to the door. Nikki couldn't stop Sammi, shocked at the small girl's anger. Sammi yanked the door open, pushing Nikki out of her apartment with all her force.

"Sammi wait-" Sammi slammed the door right on Nikki's face, dropping herself to the floor. She let her head fall on her knees, a sob escaping her lips. Sammi felt the same sadness she once felt when discovering Vince cheating on her. She couldn't stop thinking how much of an idiot Sammi was for not paying attention. Sitting on the floor to let her sorrows out was the only thing Sammi wanted to do. She cried out alone like Sammi had been for some time now, almost like a repeated cycle since knowing all of Motley Crue.

[oscars-wifeyyy]

Mother Hen Chapter One

Prologue

Monse was away at writing camp and Cesar was about to leave his house to go to Lilo’s so they could cook and eat together, but a familiar red Impala stopped in front of the house. Cesar stopped and saw his brother and his usual Santos members get out of the car and proceed to walk up to him.

“‘Sup, hermanito. How you been?” Oscar smirked.

“umm...I’ve been good,” Cesar sighed.

Lilo was waiting a while for Cesar to come to her place so she went to her porch to see Oscar and his homies in front of Cesar. She walked up to the gang and wrapped an arm around Cesar, facing Oscar.

“Hey, Spooky. Cesar and I need to do some cooking and eating so we’ll catch you later,” they started to walk off to her place, but she caught sight of the blunt behind Oscar’s ear, “can I have that blunt, cutie?” she couldn’t deny that Oscar had gotten hotter in prison.

Oscar scoffed, “Nah, mami. You‘re gonna leave my brother here and cook by yourself. Got it? You also not getting my blunt, princesa,”

“Well, homie, Cesar and I promised each other and I ain’t letting him break a promise. He’ll be back tonight,” Lilo pulled Cesar to her house.

Cesar and Lilo decided to make some chicken enchiladas so they gathered the right ingredients so they could make it. The two were laughing and playing some music in the background and put the enchiladas into the oven before they went to the living room to watch some Netflix. After an hour, they decided to take the food out of the oven and eat while they watched the comedy that they were watching. It was a day well spent between two best friends that needed each other and had a different bond than the others.

Cesar walked back to his house with Lilo because she wanted to smoke weed and she knew Sad Eyes. Oscar caught the sight of the two and lifted an eyebrow, wondering why they were being joined at the hip, but then saw Lilo leave Cesar, who was walking up to him, to go to Sad Eyes who rolled his eyes at her question before handing her the last blunt he had. She smiled and gave him a hug, sitting next to him so they could pass the blunt back and forth.

“Hey, Hermano. Sorry for leaving like that earlier,” Cesar looked at his feet.

“It’s all good, hermanito. I saw Monse earlier and damn she was looking like a fine ass hyna,” Oscar smirked, hoping for Cesar to claim her and admit he got feelings.

Lilo heard him though so she quickly got one more hit before walking up to Oscar and punching him, “Monse is way too young, stupid. Cesar is also in love with her, asshole,”

Cesar cut in, “I hit it with Monse. She is mine,”

Lilo turned real quick to Cesar to slap him in the face, “You, Diaz brothers, are stupid. Spooky, you also deserve that punch I gave you. I hope you really like that bruised cheek,”

Lilo walked down the steps and to Sad Eyes to take his blunt then went back to her place, ignoring Oscar’s calling to her. A hand grabbed her and jerked her around so she turned and saw Oscar.

“Never hit me in front of my friends, puta,” Oscar growled.

“I. Am. Not. A. Puta,” Lilo pulled her arm from his grip, “Don’t,” she walked inside her place.

A voice sounded from behind Oscar, “What do you want, jefe? Want us to get the cholas on her?”

“Nah,” Oscar chuckled, “she’s a challenge and I am gonna get her, manos,”

Cheers erupted from all the cholos, but Cesar quickly walked into Lilo’s place to explain it to her. Oscar looked at him quizzically, wondering why he keeps on going back to her even though he is in love with that one annoying girl. He wasn’t gonna lie because he thought Lilo was hot and feisty which he felt weak in the knees for because she had a head-on her shoulders as well as being able to stand up for herself. The jefe could see that she was tough and he kind of loved that.

Cesar burst into the house and stared at Lilo who was sighing and running a hand through her hair, “hey. Sorry about Monse even when I knew that Oscar was kidding. I know you like him too, ever since you were a freshman and he was a senior,”

Lilo looked up, “it’s stupid to like him and I know he just wants me to hook up with him. It just hurts, but whatever. What are you gonna tell Jamal and Ruby?” she quickly changed the subject.

“Oh, shit,” Cesar groaned and put a hand on his forehead, “they’re gonna kill me,”

Lilo laughed, “c’mon. Go home and sleep. I’ll try to deal with them as well as tell them. I almost forgot…” Lilo grabbed a present from a shelf, “welcome to high school, punk,”

“Thanks, ma,” Cesar kissed her cheek before leaving to go back to his place.

Oscar was by his car about to leave to go get food, but he saw Cesar leave Lilo’s place with something so he called him over to get food with him and the crew. Cesar was reluctant but left anyway because he was still hungry even after the enchilada. During the car ride, Cesar unwrapped the long present to see a sketchpad and a sticky note that said ‘make some buildings, papito x’. Oscar looked at it as he was driving and felt a sense of relief when he saw ‘papito’ on the note which meant that they weren’t hooking up or have a sexual relationship. They went to a McDonald’s because everyone was in the mood for some fast food so they ordered their burgers and fries.

A week passed and Lilo was unsuccessful to convince Jamal and Ruby that Cesar was trying to protect Monse, but they wouldn’t hear it and insisted that Cesar was doing it for his own selfish reasons. Another week later, Monse was back and walking through the hood with a huge smile on her face because her braces were gone, but it dropped when old men started catcalling her. She crossed her arms, but it made it worse until her need to cover up was distracted by yelling from a guy that sounded familiar and she saw her best friend’s older brother standing outside a house yelling at it, which she figured that it was for his ex-girlfriend.

“Maybe she’s not home,” she called out.

“Oh, Monse…” his eyes trailed down to her chest, “you’ve grown. I need to ask you a favor. Watch over Ruby for me, I don’t know what he’s gonna do when I’m gone,”

“Alright, Mario. Good luck at Cal,” Monse continued her journey to Ruby’s place.

She walked inside without knocking and straight to Ruby’s room because she heard the boys’ familiar voices. The curly-haired girl stood by the doorway and smiled at the sight of her friends, but frowned when none of them had given a big deal about her return.

“Hey, guys. Don’t make such a big fuss, it’s not like I’ve been gone the whole summer,” Monse rolled her eyes.

“Oh, Monse! How have you been? I have missed my fellow little curly-haired girl!” Lilo jumped up and hugged Monse.

“Yeah, yeah. Welcome back,” Jamal said.

“Notice anything different?” Monse smiled really big to show her newly brace-free teeth.

“You got boobs,”

“You guys are dumb. She got her braces off,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “cochinos,” she whispered.

“Monse, help us with this table,” Ruby grunted.

“Just wait for Cesar to come,” Monse shrugged which caused Lilo to laugh.

“Then we’re gonna wait for a long time,” Jamal emphasized.

“Yeah. Cesar ain’t shit. We ain’t cool,” Ruby sneered.

“I’m not cool with being not cool. What did he do that was so bad? I’m pretty sure he would have a pretty good reason,” Monse reasoned.

“Alright, let’s go to school for orientation. The long lines are killer,” Jamal changed the subject.

“Yeah. I don’t want to be too sweaty because Mario said the first impression is important,” Ruby straightened out his button-up.

The four walked out and started their journey to Freeridge High School, even though Lilo didn’t have to go instead she decided to just go with the freshmen like she was their mom. She also didn’t have anything else to do so she was gonna tag along. Monse was still trying to get out information from Ruby and Jamal, but they kept quiet or just changed the subject until Jasmine came around after Ruby ditched his colors when they arrived at the Prophets territory. They passed the 19th street to see someone getting jumped and Jamal changed the subject from Monse finding out to where he would rather get jumped.

After a while, Jamal spilled half of the beans by telling Monse that Cesar said something which frustrated Ruby. Lilo was just listening to them because it was their problem even though she did try to get them to see past the thing he did. A text came to Lilo’s phone so she checked it to see it was Cesar telling her to watch out because they were about to be next to them. Monse caught the red Impala and continued to talk to Jamal who decided to challenge her.

“Fine then, do it,” Jamal crossed his arms.

Monse walked in front of the Impala, causing it to jerk to a stop and the driver to yell at Monse, “Yo, are you crazy?!,” Monse disregarded the comment then walked to the driver’s side with Lilo. The two leaned down, but Lilo rested her hand on the door.

“Lookin’ like some fine ass hynas,” Oscar smirked.

“An underage hyna,” Monse snapped.

“Not to some,” Oscar lifted an eyebrow, “and Lilo ain’t underaged,” Oscar sent a wink.

“Oh shut up, Oscar. Don’t you got a ruca?” Lilo leaned on her forearms to see Sad Eyes in the back, “Wassup, Sad Ojos,” Lilo laughed.

“Callate, Stitch,” Sad Eyes chuckled.

“Alright. Get outta here, estupidos,” Lilo stood up, “Cesar, meet up at my place after. I’m gonna treat you to your favorite dish,”

Cesar snapped his head toward the girl that was like his sister and mother, “Loco Mocos?”

“You know it, papito,” Lilo winked.

Cesar's fist-pumped the air, “Yes! Thank you, ma! Usual time? Can Spooky come?”

“Usual time. Fine, he can come,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “then can I get a ride? I need to go grocery shopping,”

Oscar smirked from the driver’s seat, “Kiss on the cheek then you can catch a ride,”

Lilo groaned and kissed his cheek then motioned for Cesar to get in the back which he complied. She got in the car then turned to the three kids that were surprised by the interaction between Lilo and Oscar, “movie night at my place too! Come at 9:30 pm and snacks and drinks will be available like always,”

The three changed from shock to excited as they nodded and proceeded their journey without her with an extra skip in their step. The cholos in the car were confused about the invites to Cesar and the others so they turned to Lilo in question as they started driving.

“Cesar and I have dinner together almost every night and occasionally have a movie night with the gang with snacks and things. Y’all wanna come?” Lilo explained.

“Nah, I can’t,” Sad Eyes said, “My ruca wants me to take her out,”

“I’m down to spend some time with your sexy ass,” Oscar winked.

The older people dropped Cesar off at school before speeding away to the nearest store even though Lilo protested to go on her own. They walked into the grocery store and Lilo walked to get ground beef with eggs, milk, and a bunch of snacks, energy drinks, iced coffee, and drinks. Sad Eyes was able to put a snack and drink for himself into the cart that Lilo didn’t protest and was gonna buy for him and some for Oscar.

“Spooky, grab a snack and drink. I got you because you brought me to the store,” Lilo said.

“I’m good, hermosa,” Oscar smiled.

Lilo nodded and the three-headed to the register to put their things on the conveyor belt. The cashier recognized the average height girl from high school and from her parents so they caught up then left the store. Sad Eyes was dropped off at his girl’s place before Oscar and Lilo were on their way to their houses that were next to each other. The short-haired girl had left the older man to start with dinner since they were supposed to be at the house soon then would have to go to the bodega for some more snacks and things for Cesar and Oscar.

Time passed and as Lilo was about to mold the ground beef together to make the patties there was a knock on the door. She cleaned her hands of the ground beef residue and made her way to the door to see who it was so she peeked an eye through the peephole to see who it was, only to see a familiar face with a teardrop tattoo. Her hand had gripped the doorknob, opening it with wonder on her face because the time hasn’t come for them to arrive.

“What’s up, Spooky? Time hasn’t come for you guys to come?” Lilo tilted her head.

“I’m here to help, hermosa. Be a gentleman and shit,” Oscar winked at the shorter girl who rolled her eyes at his comment.

“Boy, go away,” Lilo chuckled, “come back with Cesar and all three of us can do it. Cesar and I have to do it together,”

“Yo, what’s going on between you and mi hermanito? Y’all together or some shit?” Oscar’s eyebrows came together in wonder.

Lilo gagged at that thought, “Nah, homie. He’s like my little brother and son altogether in one because I take care of him and make sure he got what he needs,”

“Thank you for taking care of him while I was gone,” Oscar looked in her eyes.

Lilo shook her head, “It’s all good, Spooky. Cesar is a boy that I grew up and he’s been like my brother and my son ever since I scared off that bully in fifth grade,” Lilo chuckled at the memory.

The two laughed and just sat around because they were waiting for Cesar to come so they could start cooking, but half an hour passed and Cesar ran through the door out of breath. Lilo immediately got up and wrapped an arm around his shoulders to guide him to the kitchen for some water. A second later, Cesar already drunk one bottled water and caught his breath so he took a deep breath and gave Lilo a grateful smile, clapping his hands.

“Loco Mocos time?” Cesar smiled with teeth.

“Anything for you, boo,” Lilo kissed Cesar’s head, “alright. Which one do you want to do? Fry the eggs, make the patties, or do the rice?”

“I got the rice,” Cesar rolled his eyes, “I don’t know why you keep asking that when you know I can’t really cook to save my life,”

“You need to learn, compa,” Lilo laughed.

Oscar had started laughing, “hermanito, you still don’t know how to cook since I was locked up?”

“Lilo keeps feeding me and I haven’t gotten around to it,” Cesar defended himself.

The three were laughing and cooking...well more like Cesar was sitting on the counter while Oscar and Lilo were cooking. Cesar got down from the counter to go use the restroom and silence filled the kitchen when he left, but Lilo felt a presence behind her so she turned around after putting the last patty down to cook. There stood Oscar a few inches away from her.

“What do you want, Spooky?” Lilo rolled her eyes.

“Oscar,” Oscar replied, “call me, Oscar. I just wanted to tell you that I was going to make you fall for me and I will break you,”

Lilo chuckled, “that’s funny because it’s really gonna be the other way around. You’re gonna fall for me and I’m gonna end up breaking you.”

“Hermosa, that ain’t gonna happen, but keep dreaming. Let’s hang out tomorrow,” Oscar smirked.

“It’s a bet,” Lilo stuck out her hand, “and sure let’s do it,”

The two shook hands then went away from each other when footsteps were heard coming towards them. Cesar popped up as Lilo was plating the food so Oscar and Cesar went to the dining table to wait for Lilo. The brown-haired girl set the plates down in front of everyone and sat down to eat so they ate and had a decent conversation besides the subtle flirtation between the two older people. However, Cesar could feel the tension and wondered what he had missed when they dropped him off but didn’t really care because he thought Lilo was good for his brother.

Everyone was done eating and Cesar was finishing up the dishes while Oscar and Lilo were at the door, waiting for him to finish so they could go to the bodega. Five minutes later, the dishes were clean and the three were walking to the bodega since it wasn’t really that far from them. Lilo and Oscar were pretty close when they were walking as their hands were hitting each other often while Cesar was next to Lilo, talking about what kind of snacks he was thinking of getting as well as drinks too. When Cesar saw the bodega he ran inside and grabbed a basket while going further into the room while Oscar had courageously wrapped an arm around Lilo’s shoulder before walking in.

The usual cashier looked at the pair in surprise but later smiled at the two because he knew the two ever since they were kids. Cesar was too busy looking at the different choices of drinks and snacks to focus on his older brother and best friend at the moment. However, it was all gonna go down to shit because the one person that Oscar didn’t want to see coming into the bodega with her annoying best friend/sister.

It was too late for Oscar to see her because all of a sudden his arm was ripped off of Lilo and Lilo had been caught off guard as a slap hit her on the cheek. He turned his head to see his ruca, that he had forgotten he had, Valentina standing there with a smirk on her face, but it fell when she realized the look that Lilo had. Cesar heard the commotion and saw Valentina then Lilo with a handprint on her cheek and the look she gets when she was about to kick some ass.

“Shouldn’t have slapped her,” Cesar winced.

Lilo had managed to punch Valentina on the nose and began beating her up, but her sister was about to pull her hair so Lilo got up and roundhouse kicked the sister’s face who fell down right after. Valentina glared at her with a bloody nose.

“What the fuck were you doing with my man?” Valentina spat blood near Lilo’s beloved checkered slip-on Vans.

“First of all, I didn’t even know he had a whole ass girlfriend,” Lilo punched Oscar on the chest, “and second of all, don’t ever fucking try to run up on me because I do know how to fight and I don’t mean street fight, bitch. I compete to get my money,”

Valentina looked scared, “ ok, I won’t fight you again! Chill, I just wanted to know why Spooky was all up on you!”

“Why are you backing up now? You’re the one who tried to run up on me,” Lilo rolled her eyes, “word of advice, don’t fight somebody you don’t know now go away before I really give you and your sister something to worry about,” 

The sisters quickly ran out of the bodega while the cashier and Cesar were cheering for her and her success. Oscar, on the other hand, was kind of hurt by that punch that she gave to his chest, but he played it off as it was nothing. Lilo grabbed the basket and practically threw it on the counter seemingly annoyed with the whole situation and all because of the man that was standing behind her a few feet away. When everything was paid for they left to go back to Lilo’s to meet up with the rest of the freshmen and watch movies.

On their journey back to the house, Oscar called his annoying ruca and decided to dump her because of the stunt that she decided to pull and he wanted to win the bet that he had going on with his brother’s best friend. The phone had picked up after a ring and a half letting the screechy voice of the girl he had only asked out because she gave him an amazing head. A few moments later of Valentina complaining about Lilo caused Oscar to have a headache as he fell back from Lilo and his brother.

“Valentina, stop. We are over,” Oscar rubbed his temples, “Stop calling me and don’t ever come to my place,”

Oscar hung up and shoved his phone in his pocket as he sped up his pace to join the inseparable duo. They were laughing as Oscar slowed his pace when he got next to Lilo, but when he tried to nudge her hand with his she had put more distance between them in a subtle way. In Oscar’s mind, he was groaning at her retraction because of the mishap in the bodega with Valentina.

They were finally coming up to the house and saw the rest of the gang coming up too so Cesar and Lilo greeted them and guided them inside. The freshmen rushed to the living room to find the movie they wanted to watch while Lilo stayed in the kitchen to put away the dishes that were cleaned. Oscar was behind her trying to catch her attention and the perfect opportunity came about when Lilo was too short to reach the highest shelf for cups so he stood directly behind her and put it on the shelf. She sighed in annoyance before turning around to look at Oscar in his beautiful brown eyes.

“Thank you. What do you want since you were just being a creep earlier?” Lilo rolled her eyes.

“Be ready by 4 pm tomorrow,” Oscar touched Lilo’s escaped strand of hair.

She immediately pulled away, “You’re straight trippin’ if you think I’m gonna let you take me out when you got a whole ass girl,”

Oscar rolled his eyes, “I broke up with her though. So be ready at 4 pm tomorrow,”

Lilo rolled her eyes, but nodded anyway and went to the rest of the kids to lay out the snacks so they wouldn’t get hungry during the movie. Oscar trailed behind the shorter girl with a little scowl on his face due to her reluctance to go out with him, but it changed when he saw that all the kids were sitting on the long couch leaving the loveseat for the older people. A smirk had been replaced when she finally realized that there was only a loveseat reserved for her and Oscar and that had caused her to slightly frown.

The two plopped down on the couch together then Lilo started grabbing a blanket and some of the snacks that were gathered before the “adults” started watching as the kids were scrolling through Netflix, fighting over what to watch. Lilo yelled for everybody to stop and just take turns. Since it was Lilo’s house, she decided to let Cesar pick the first movie and he, obviously, had chosen an action movie. Everyone seemed pretty into the movie so that motivated Oscar to grab some of the blankets that Lilo had put on her body and put some over his own.

It was like a domino effect with the kids because Jamal had started to fall asleep then Ruby, Monse, and Cesar so Oscar laid a hand on Lilo’s thigh. Lilo didn’t expect the cold hand to come in contact with her leg so it stiffened as she hissed at the sudden change of temperature on her thigh. Oscar started laughing but tried holding it in so he wouldn’t wake the kids up, but that only earned him a hard punch to the arm. He glared at the shorter girl until it slowly dropped when they realized that their faces were so close to each other and he slowly leaned in, but Lilo immediately pulled away and walked to the kitchen.

Lilo stood in front of the sink and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down because of the feelings that were coming up. Footsteps came up behind her, but she didn’t have any reaction because she knew it was Oscar and he wouldn’t hurt her if she didn’t do anything wrong. Arms encircled her waist and brought her back to a hard chest, but her hands kept in contact with the counter until his head leaned down to rest on her shoulder.

“Why are you doing this?” Lilo sighed.

“What? This? I’m making you fall for me and I’m gonna break you,” Oscar shrugged.

“Alright. Let’s go and watch a movie that we wanna watch,” Lilo chuckled.

The two went back to the loveseat, but before Lilo sat down she realized that the kids didn’t have a blanket over them so she took the emergency blanket she kept next to the sofa and put on them. Oscar watched the shorter girl put a blanket over the freshman as they were laid comfortably together with their heads resting on one another. It surprised him when he saw that there was so much love and care that she had for the group of freshmen like they were her own.

“Why do you care for these kids so much?” Oscar asked while she sat back down on the couch.

Lilo just sat in silence, thinking over her answer, “as you already know, I am the product of two military parents so I know how it feels to be alone and growing without the ‘proper’ care from an adult. These kids, especially Cesar, are growing and they have their parents, but they don’t think they can share the things they share with me to their parents,” Lilo took a breath, “I’m just a source that they can come to so they don’t breakdown in this toxic city. They all have the opportunity to get out and lead a good life,”

Oscar scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, “y tu?”

“Nah. It’s too late for me, Oscar. I’m about to graduate so I’m just gonna go to JC and maybe even go join the military like ma and pops,” Lilo chuckled.

The two sat in silence until Oscar moved to get the remote to pick the movie that they were going to watch. It was a pretty random movie so not even half the movie passed for the Oscar and Lilo to fall asleep and unconsciously move towards each other to cuddle. Successful end to a successful night of huge plans.