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yurislotusgarden · 1 year ago

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Relationship hc's

ʚїɞ Nakahara Chuuya x Gn!Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ Dazai's version

ʚїɞ word count: 1425

ʚїɞ Tw’s: None! Just pure fluff, pet names are used, reader’s gender is not specified in any way

ཐིཋྀ I love this man

ཐིཋྀ Anyway

ཐིཋྀ We all know he would be a gentleman to you <3

ཐིཋྀ Whether you live together or not, there's always a bouquet of your favorite flowers in a vase somewhere. Once they show even a small sign of dying he replaces them

ཐིཋྀ You still aren't sure how he knows about the flowers starting to wilt even when he's in another part of Japan or even another fucking country

ཐིཋྀ This man does both fancy and casual types of dates. Prefers fancy ones tho

ཐིཋྀ "Why have so much money and not use it to spoil the shit out of the love of my life?" <--- Chuuya wanting to spoil the fuck out of you all the time

ཐིཋྀ You probably live together after quite a short amount of time, like less than 8 months kind of short

ཐིཋྀ He's just so worried about your safety :(

ཐིཋྀ Both generally and because of his position as an executive

ཐིཋྀ You don't mind tho, don't lie to yourself

ཐིཋྀ Protective. Not overprotective but it's definitely up there on the scale. Kinda justified though

ཐིཋྀ Possessive mf

ཐིཋྀ Again, you don't mind as it's not to the point of being controlling and shit

ཐིཋྀ If you're in the PM, he still worries, just a little less since he knows you can take care of yourself

ཐིཋྀ If you're not an executive, you work under him for sure. Chuuya requested a change (if you weren't under him from the start) as soon as he realized this funny feeling he gets around you is love <3

ཐིཋྀ You know Dazai. No questions asked or doubt

ཐིཋྀ I saw around some time ago that someone wrote that Dazai breaks into wherever Chuuya lives. I’m sure it ain’t canon so just saying I very much hc him doing that

ཐིཋྀ You can see what I’m getting at, you probably met because of Dazai breaking into your guys' place😭

ཐིཋྀ Imagine you're cooking or something and hear someone in the house (Dazai doesn't try to hide he's there since he thinks Chuuya's home because of the light in the kitchen), thinking it's Chuuya you go to greet him before realizing it's not him but someone else-

ཐིཋྀ "Who are you and why are you here?"

ཐིཋྀ "Those should be my questions asshole!"

ཐིཋྀ "The fuck you mean?"

ཐིཋྀ "I live here? You literally broke into my house!"

ཐིཋྀ "You live here? But it's the slugs house isn't it? Did I break into the wrong place???" He knows he didn't

ཐིཋྀ "Wait 'slugs'-"

ཐིཋྀ You totally didn't realize who Dazai is because of that nickname, nope. Chuuya didn't complain about a mackerel at all no-

ཐིཋྀ That was literally yall's first convo

ཐིཋྀ Dazai standing like he should be there, and you standing there with a gun pointed at him (that you have from Chuuya because he has weapons all over the house just in case anyway. That one was in the kitchen)

ཐིཋྀ You guys proceeded to talk like you guys knew each other for years until the ginger came home and flipped the fuck out at the sight

ཐིཋྀ He thought you would have a peaceful life by not knowing the stack of bandages

ཐིཋྀ And to the gingers' chagrin, you and the brunette ended up being good friends

ཐིཋྀAs to who knows about yall depends on who you are

ཐིཋྀ If you're in the PM, most if not all will know at some point

ཐིཋྀ Mori would probably not do anything about it as long as it doesn't affect your guys' performance on missions

ཐིཋྀ If you're a civilian, the people who know about you are the people he's the closest to and Mori somehow finds out

ཐིཋྀ Kouyou adores you if you share at least some interests and you don't mind being friends with mafiosos (basically not judging them just because of their work)

ཐིཋྀ You guys drink tea together. Even if you don't like tea, she managed to find one that you like

ཐིཋྀ Even if you don't share interests, she will have nothing against you as long as you ain't hurting Chuuya

ཐིཋྀ Akutagawa siblings know for sure, you basically adopted them LMAO

ཐིཋྀ You and Gin go shopping together, sometimes tugging Ryu around against his will with yall

ཐིཋྀ I mentioned Mori, he at first didn't care if the relationship didn't change anything and Chuuya was as efficient as normally

ཐིཋྀ But Elise met you in the city by accident and decided she likes you and deemed you her friend, so Moto “asked” you to play with her from time to time

ཐིཋྀ Goodluck if you're a low-energy person

ཐིཋྀ If you're in the PM and Elise wants to Play with you, you are for sure a little bit safer around Mori

ཐིཋྀ He doesn't want to deal with her whining and throwing a tantrum if he doesn't have to, so if you not being killed will make Elise happy, he won't do it

ཐིཋྀ Going back to the topic

ཐིཋྀ Rides on his motorcycle with you holding him tightly from behind right?

ཐིཋྀ Mf rides faster than necessary just because he likes it when you squeeze his waist because you think you will fall off

ཐིཋྀ He won't let you but oh well

ཐིཋྀ Similar to Dazai, man has got a grip of steel, so good luck getting up from his lap, cuddling, or in the morning if he won't want you to. We all know he ain’t weak, not in the slightest

ཐིཋྀ Would teach you self-defense if you don't already know it. He for sure doesn’t complain at having to do that, the view he gets is quite pretty y’know? You can say the same about your view :)

ཐིཋྀ This is purely a hc of mine but he would teach you French if you will ask him!!!

ཐིཋྀ Yes I'm one of those who hc that Chuuya either generally knows French due to Kouyou teaching him and Dazai, or he has some French genetics and wanted to just learn it either way taught by Kouyou LMAO

ཐིཋྀ Hope you aren’t weak to French because he can and will flirt with you in it <3

ཐིཋྀ If you are tho, knees? Weak. Nonexistent. Goodbye.

ཐིཋྀ Mister here will use it to his advantage. He knows what he’s doing and he ain’t stopping

ཐིཋྀ If you know a language he doesn't, he will gladly learn it just to speak in it with you. Especially if you're a foreigner, he certainly will learn your native tongue at one point. But, if you know a language he doesn't just because you wanted to know it, he learns it anyway

ཐིཋྀ Another way to shit-talk people without their knowledge <33

“I'm so lucky to be dating your pretty ass”

“I don't understand, doll. Say it in a language I can understand.”

“No, I don't think so, pretty boy”

“Are you cussing me out or something?”

ཐིཋྀ ^You talking to Chuuya in your language before he knew it to confuse him

ཐིཋྀ He was indeed confused

ཐིཋྀ Speaking of hc’s, heterochromia Chuuya <3

ཐིཋྀ You love his eyes, one blue and one brown. You fluster him because of just staring at his eyes and at him generally

ཐིཋྀ He lets you play with his hair, style, and all

ཐིཋྀ It's so soft you considered stealing his hair stuff when you first run your hands through it

ཐིཋྀ He wouldn't mind, wouldn't even try to stop you. Would probably encourage it actually

ཐིཋྀ It's playing into his possessiveness

ཐིཋྀ This man has style, we know that. He also happens to have a big closet with his clothes :)

ཐིཋྀ Want a Chuuya-looking puddle on the floor? Wear. His. Clothes.

ཐིཋྀ The ginger will literally die if he comes home to you wearing his clothes. Anything. Wear anything and you will spot a wild Chuuya puddle in its natural habitat the floor

ཐིཋྀ AND IF YOU ASK HIM IF YOU CAN WEAR HIS STUFF WHILE EMBARRASSED???

ཐིཋྀ You make him want to sob :(

ཐིཋྀ Happily of course

ཐིཋྀ Use his shower stuff like shampoo and walk around in his clothes

ཐིཋྀ It does things to him

ཐིཋྀ Both fluffy and unholy thoughts are in this man's head if you’re just wearing his stuff

“Doll, you can’t do this to me.”

“Huh?”

ཐིཋྀ You’re either genuinely confused by his words or playing with him

ཐིཋྀ It ends the same anyways :)

ཐིཋྀ “Take my card and go crazy, love.”

ཐིཋྀ ^Chuuya on any occasion

ཐིཋྀ If he could he would spend his money on you, he would but you always stop him

ཐིཋྀ Therefore that’s Chuuya on any occasion because he has an excuse for it

ཐིཋྀ Price tag? What’s that?

ཐིཋྀ It doesn’t exist in his eyes, you are worth every single penny in his wallet <3

ཐིཋྀ You guys have spa days at home

ཐིཋྀ Share skin care routines if you can

Notes, comments, reblogs and anything else is greatly appreciated

#bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #port mafia x reader

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tough-n-dumb · 7 months ago

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#1 kanej pls. preferably pre-book 1 or even show verse but whatever works best!

thank you!! your wish is my command :) set pre-book 1 (i did change the phrasing of the prompt just a little bit just to fit the flow better, imo) i'm sorry it took a couple days to get to this. i had a difficult time deciding on what exactly i wanted to write and this is not quite the fluff i thought it was gonna be lol. hope you enjoy it anyway!

1. “Oh my God. You’re in love with her.” (Kanej)

(Content warning: references to Inej's time at the Menagerie)

The front door to the Slat slammed open and Kaz quickly ushered Jesper and Inej inside—the latter hanging onto the former for support and limping from a deep and bloody gash in her thigh.

"Get her upstairs—"

"Kaz, I'm fine—"

"Should we get—"

All three of their voices, speaking at once, were drowned out by a bellow from the first floor office and the man within it.

“Brekker!" Haskell shouted. "Get your ass in here!”

Kaz shot Jesper a hard and uncompromising look. "Upstairs. Now," he hissed under his breath. The two of them disappeared into the stairwell with quick nods. He didn't miss the way Inej's face contorted in pain; how a slight whine left her lips as she took halting steps forward.

Kaz stepped into Haskell’s office, barely held together restraint kept in every movement. Haskell was not as committed to this show of will.

"Would you like to tell me why the hell the stadwatch was here tearing apart the Slat not one bell ago? What did you do you little skiv?"

"I didn't do anything," Kaz grit out. "I told you we didn't have enough manpower to do this job the right way but you said—"

"Oh, don't try to put words in my mouth."

Kaz took a deep breath and folded his hands over the head of his cane. "Sir," he began, the formality sickly on his tongue, "if I may. This job was set up to go wrong from the start. We're lucky no one took a harder hit. That we didn’t lose anyone.”

When we had first seen Inej stumbling down the alley and coated in blood, he wasn't so sure that would be the case. Even in the dim glow of the street lamps he could see the ashen cast to her face. She’d been moments from dropping before Jesper careened around the corner and scooped her up into his arms, motioning frantically for Kaz to start running.

"The Wraith took a pretty serious hit."

Haskell perked up at that. "She's fine though, yes? I spent a lot of kruge on her and I expect to get my money's worth."

“Yes,” Kaz said too quickly, too confidently. But gnawing fear—fear he hated—settled deep within him. “That remains to be seen,” he corrected. And if she isn’t, I’ll have your head on a pike outside the Exchange.

“Good. Though if she ever can’t work as a spider anymore, at least we know she can make us money on her back,” Haskell said with a wink.

Maybe it was the sting of the Dime Lions and the stadwatch officers they'd paid off getting the drop on them tonight. Or maybe it was the way Jesper had been able to help Inej when he couldn't; when he could only stand there useless, shaking at the thought of another person he lov— he valued losing their life to his folly. But Haskell's words—useless garble he could usually tune out—broke a dam within Kaz.

“If you ever,” he spat viciously, “imply you’ll send her back to a pleasure house again, I’ll make you watch as I feed your shriveled cock and balls to the nearest pack of rats.”

Haskell’s face went slack, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. But it was quickly replaced by a dawning realization that lit up his eyes, clarity replacing the cloudiness of perpetual drink. He looked gleeful.

"Ghezen, boy! You're in love with her, aren't you?" Haskell laughed heartily, slapping a hand on his thigh. "Of course Dirtyhands would fall for his whore. Though I didn’t think you’d have it in you.” His smile was wide and grotesque, a suggestive eyebrow raised on his sweat slicked brow. The room seemed to narrow, the shadows gaining sharper contrast. Haskell continued chuckling to himself.

"She isn't mine and she isn't a whore.” The rasp of Kaz’s voice hid the way it rattled with anger. “She's one of your crew, a Dreg, and I caution you to remember that." It took everything within Kaz to keep his breathing level; his tone stern but placid. He sculpted his face into a wall of impassivity but his blood boiled and churned. If he didn't leave Haskell's office soon, his fist might accidentally find a target in the man before him.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think she's sweet on you too. Though it's always hard to tell with those girls, especially Heleen's. She trains them so well, you know."

Kaz let his cane clatter to the ground and lunged at Haskell—one hand planted firmly on the desk and the other wrapped around his cheap, gaudy tie—and tugged until the older man was half-sprawled on the desk.

"Are you sure this is a conversation you want to have?" He yanked on the tie harder and Haskell made a choked, gurgling noise. "Because I can assure you it'll end with you losing a hell of a lot more blood than Inej has tonight."

Kaz released him with a hard shove, the jarring momentum sending Haskell tumbling backward in his chair and crashing to the ground. Kaz didn't wait for a response, just grabbed his cane from the floor and shoved the door open hard, the hinges groaning with force.

A handful of Dregs stood statue-still in the common room, eyes bulging. He saw Pim open his mouth to say something before Anika promptly smacked him upside the head and pulled him and Rotty away.

The trudge up the stairs was long and laborious, his breath coming in hard pants that weren't entirely from the climb and his aching leg. He paused on the third floor landing outside of Inej's room and heard gentle murmuring coming from the other side of the door. Jesper said something he couldn't catch, and Inej let out a tinkling laugh that made Kaz's heart jump.

He stood frozen, tempted to knock—tempted to burst into her room and see with his own eyes that she was okay, that she forgave him for the night's errors. He didn't.

what's the job and what went wrong? idk! just go with it! thanks for reading! again, this is pretty different than what i initially planned and it's still a bit rough, but i hope it was still a satisfying read!

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#thank you again so much!!#my writing #fic asks #asks #six of crows #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #kanej #six of crows fanfic #kanej fanfic #kanej fanfiction #six of crows fanfiction

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intheholler · 1 year ago

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I'm not exactly Appalachian but your blog is so familiar and fascinating, cause it reminds me of the rust-belt area I'm from.

anyway i just wanted to say i think it's really interesting how like, the cultures of the poor folks, are all so similar. it's all rotting buildings and a forgotten-ness, but with community and hope and beauty blooming in the cracks of all that, ya know?

absolutely. i think when people say poverty is a mindset, that's something that gets left out of that conversation.

poverty is a mindset, yes. i am a grown ass adult with better finances and still have clothes from high school i wear because i don't feel right throwing out perfectly good clothing (we won't talk about the holes).

even when i do have money for good food, i still eat comfort foods that today's culture calls a struggle meal bc i am used to them and i don't feel bad about buying them.

i will wear everything down to the wire and then wait another two months still before i can finally make myself justify replacing it.

but poverty is also a mindset in that i will still go broke making sure you have food in your pantry, or i'll just hand you a box of what i have in mine.

my great aunt found out i didn't have a bed in 10th grade and literally gave me her super nice king mattress and got herself a shittier one to replace it.

my sister will run her last tank of gas for the month dry because you're sick and need someone to come over and make you soup.

my mama rest her soul would spend her last dollar on something sentimental because it made her think of you and she wanted to see how you'd smile when she gave it.

my aunt rest her soul literally always had her doors wide open and blankets at the ready when you were down and out. she'd make sure there were lots of snacks for your blanket fort, too.

we learn to take care of each other. no one has much but together we have what we need. poverty isn't pretty, but it's a reality for a lot of us, and there is absolutely the hope and love you speak of connecting us all in spite of it.

#asks #appalachia #appalachian culture

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zoeykallus · 2 years ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEN! I know it's your birthday and you will probably not write anything today, but let me suggest something topic related for another time maybe? You said you are having a bad time recently and I thought, why not make a one-shot with your fave clone, some birthday hurt and comfort? Maybe it helps you to feel better about what's going on? Love and best wishes!

Aaawww, Thank you! Oh wow, you are really calling me out right here 😅 But you know what? You might be right about this. Sorry to everyone else who have to wait a bit longer for their requests. Today is my day after all, right? 😅 Okay, here goes nothing...

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to indulge myself 😅

The Bad Batch (Tech) x F!Reader - The Birthday Misery

Stress/Comfort/Generic Happy Ending/Fluff

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The last weeks were exhausting, many things went wrong, things broke that had to be replaced quickly. Everything that can go wrong is going wrong to your left and right. Your salary is practically gone at the beginning of the month. Today is your birthday, and you haven't said anything to anyone, at least not to your new colleagues. Your old ones live way too far away anyway. You can't invite anyone, there's no money. You don't even have a cake or anything decent to eat in the house, no drinks to toast with, not even coffee. With a heavy sigh, you look at the clock and drink the tea you just brewed, because you don't feel like drinking tap water anymore. You hate these months when it feels like you're working for nothing, because you're getting absolutely nothing from the credits you earned, not even on your birthday. You hope Wrecker is kind enough to offer you some of his rations again, what you have in the house has to last at least two more weeks and is actually not even enough for one, if at all. But it's not just the money or the fact that you didn't eat properly in a week, it's the stress that makes you lose sleep, all the things that go sideways, and it feels you are alone with all that's on your mind. Putting on your gear, you make your way to the hangar where the Marauder is. You don't talk to Cid about a raise, that didn't work last time. When you see Tech standing by the ship, you smile, you are always happy to see him. You try to suppress your stomach growl with sheer willpower, you are embarrassed and don't want Tech to hear it. When he looks up and looks at you, you feel warm, but then your stomach growls again, and you fake a cough to drown it out. "Hi Tech." "Hello, dear. Are you not feeling well?" You blink, then realize he's referring to the cough. "No, I'm fine, just a dry throat." You almost jump out of your boots in shock when Hunter suddenly addresses you from the side, you didn't even see him before. "Have you had breakfast?" Several cogs mesh in your head. You know Hunter has very good hearing, and the coughing probably didn't fool him.

„Um, didn't have time, I'm afraid I overslept". Tech frowns and says, "You shouldn't go to work on an empty stomach" "I um-" Before you can reply anything, you hear Cid's voice, "There's the birthday girl." The next moment, her hand falls heavily on your shoulder. You want to sink into the ground, you don't need this attention right now, you can't celebrate either, you don't even have credits for a decent meal. "Birthday?" asks Tech quietly, looking confused. Hunter grins at you and pats you on the shoulder as well. "Happy birthday, ad'ika!" You feel uncomfortable, but force yourself to smile and thank him, before hastily distracting yourself by starting to load the Marauders with the goods that need to be delivered. Tech joins you and lends a hand. More or less casually, he asks, "Are you celebrating your birthday?" This is not a conversation you really wanted to engage in. "Um, no, not this year" "Why not? This would be the first year you've celebrated with us" Evasively, you say, "But I have to work today." "But tonight is your night off" he remarks matter-of-factly. With a sigh, you say, "I'll probably be tired." For a brief moment, Tech thinks and is silent, but then he says, "I'm sure my brothers would love to toast you as much as I would. Isn't that what people do?" His question is innocent and perfectly legitimate, but you feel pressured and retort, "I can't do that" "Why not?"

You set the box you were about to pick up back down with a deep sigh and say, "Please don't tell the others, but I can't even afford the breakfast caf right now. So I can't buy a round on my birthday" Tech blinks again, then reaches into a pocket on his belt. "I could-" "No, Tech, that's sweet of you, but you don't have to" "I know but-" You put your hand on his to stop him from getting credits out of the pocket, gently but firmly. You kiss his cheek and say softly, "That's incredibly sweet of you, but I'd just rather we forget about it, okay?" Tech hesitates, his cheeks blushing a little. You realize you've never been this close to him before. "Well, if that's your wish," he finally says, giving in to you. A little unsure, you say, "Sorry about the kiss, I didn't mean to cross any lines I-" "It's okay, it didn't bother me.... on the contrary" You smile shyly at each other before you both dive back into work to distract yourselves.

You are shaky and tired as you make your way to your apartment in the evening. You're shaky because you're lacking nutrients, you haven't eaten anything all day except for a protein bar, and yet you've been working hard. When the batch had already finished work, you did a few small errands for Cid, today of all days. Outside your apartment, however, you encounter something unexpected. Tech, Hunter, Wrecker, Echo and Crosshair are standing there, each of them having filled bags which contents you can't immediately recognize. "Hey ad'ika!" exclaims Wrecker with a laugh, "You're slow today!" Puzzled, you ask, "What are you all doing here?" "We came to celebrate your birthday," Echo says, holding up one of the bags, "We brought drinks and food. We thought that you would be happy about it" Your heart does a little leap, you get all warm and a little dizzy too. You look from one to the other. "You brought things?" "Of course, the birthday girl is getting spoiled today," Hunter says with a grin. Crosshair grumbles, "Don't look at me, I was forced to come here". You can't help but laugh at his dry comment. "I actually believe you," you say, amused, but with a reproving look at Tech you say, "Didn't I ask you not to tell anyone?" As your stomach growls loudly again, Tech says, "We should go inside and eat something" "Yeah, let's make a base for the Spotchka," Wrecker rumbles happily. Tech has come up with something nice, a tabletop grill on which everyone can make their own food while sitting around it in a convivial circle. Fish, meat, vegetables and fruit, the guys have brought of course also dips and sauces. Echo and Tech shoo you out of your own kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the table grill and distribute them in bowls. As you're about to at least set the table, Wrecker grabs you by the shoulders and gently but firmly shoves you into a chair. "You wait here until everything is ready," he says with a wink. "Um... okay, cool." You grin inanely to yourself the whole time, you can't quite grasp what's happening here yet, but it feels great. The guys are just wonderful. What you thought was going to be the worst birthday in a long time turns into the best birthday of your life so far.

You all eat together, you have not been so full for a long time. After that, plenty of Spotchka flows, dirty jokes are told and board games and card games are unpacked. You haven't laughed so much in a long time.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

@rintheemolion

@andyoufollowyourheart @clone-whore-99

@brynhildrmimi @kaliel2310

@misogirl828 @tech-deck

@meshla-madalene

@chxpsi

@thebahdbitch

@nahoney22 @ladykatakuri

@darkangel4121

@ttzamara

@arctrooper69

@padawancat97

@agenteliix

@allsystemsblue

@palliateclaws

@either-madness-or-brilliance

@ortizshinkaroff

@andy-solo1

@hunterssecretrecipe

@heyitsaloy

@greaser-wolf

@extrahotpixels

@hated-by-me

@hunterxcrosshair

@malicemercy

@bebopsworld

@echos-girlfriend

@cpnt616

@dangraccoon

@starwarsnerd111

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princesssmars · 10 months ago

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can you do a aki menzies x reader 🥺 please

all the money in the world!

an aki menzies x reader

aki grapples with a rapid influx of popularity, and finds solace in someone who doesnt even know who he is.

wc : 1.227

contains : fluff

a/n : anon. anon. this is so late and i am so sorry 😭 tbf in the first season i did nawt like aki and i was bipolar to him in the second. so i hope this suits your fancy.

yet again, aki's life was being ruined by his friends.

ok, hes being dramatic. normally the "ruin" comes in the form of being dragged along to some party, or monet forcing him to photograph her and the girls on the steps of the met while they ate lunch.

but this time it was bad.

the day started normally. he woke up, got ready for school, and gave his mom a goodbye kiss on the cheek. meets up with his friends at school. does pretty good on an english test. everything fine.

until they're all getting lunch from some pop-up nearby. he's relaxing at a table, enjoying the taste of his odd fusion cupcake when he hears a giggle and looks to his right, being met with the black of max's iphone. he smiles, used to his friends' antics around lunchtime before gently smacking the phone away.

it was simple. and normal. until he woke up the next day to thousands of notifications. tiktok, instgram, twitter, fucking whatsapp?

and at the top of his lock screen, a little message from max.

the literal devil : oops! :)

so the next two weeks are...rough. max posted the little lunch video onto his socials and it blew up for no reason at all. well, aki knew the reason. he knew he was attractive, he'd had his share of girlfriends and boyfriends over the years. but this was a lot. dozens of dm's on multiple sites, and he didn't even want to know what the comments sections looked like. his normally quaint insta profile of mostly skateboarding and basketball videos now had an infinite stream of girls, guys, and everyone in between thrusting over him.

and then it leaked into real life. girls in his classes leaving notes in his locker, one of his teammates giving him a flirty comment after the game! sure he might've gotten their number, but that's beside the point. aki was a low-key person, and this insane amount of sudden attention was the opposite of what he wanted.

the only place where he doesn't have to worry about any of it is the skatepark. the whole viral fiasco was only mentioned once, with one of his skateboarding friends teasing him about it when they were sitting by the edge of one of the drops.

its a random saturday when aki decides to skate to let off some steam, when he sees some new little jazz cafe only two blocks from it. he isn't a big fan of jazz but decides a quick snack couldn't hurt. he orders a little snack and as he's turning into a girl and spilling her drink all over her front.

he groans out about twenty apologies in under a minute, telling her he'll buy her a new drink and enough to replace her outfit if she needs it. she laughs and assures him its fine, that she was returning her drink anyway. that based on his beaten-down skateboard she wouldn't want to run his pockets dry anyway.

and he laughs. like, really laughs. probably one of the first girls in weeks outside of his friends who hasn't fawned over him and she just called him broke within two minutes of meeting.

you exchange names and he gets your number. he feels like he's walking on air. he can't even find it in him to care that the wheel on his janky-ass skateboard falls off.

he texts you as soon as he gets home. and when he wakes up the next day. and whenever he's at lunch. and dinner. and before he knows it you're texting everyday, graduating to phone calls after only three weeks.

he learns so much about you and vice versa, such as the beautiful and life-saving fact that you don't have social media and go to a school in brooklyn. he's so overjoyed to have someone treat him normally that the tiny little dickhead voice inside of him tells him it would be a great idea to keep his identity from you. and he nearly considers it until you tell him one of your friends recognized his picture in your phone and told you who he was.

great. perfect.

and then the next day some stranger must have taken a picture of you sharing a milkshake on your date because his group chat is flooded with messages. tales of betrayal and disgust and "you sure you don't wanna share?"

he's scared about the idea of inviting you to meet his friends, but you don't seem too worried about it. you tell him you don't care if they're rich and famous or whatever, that at the end of the day, they're just people like you. it makes him feel better if not a little scared.

its decided you'll tag along to some informal dinner party aubrey's mom is hosting, having come into a good deal of money with the boom of her fashion line. it takes a lot of convincing to get aubs to agree to let a 'civilian' into her mom's party. all he had to do was find her some obscure signed book from some swedish author she liked.

and god, was he thankful they all seemed to like you. jordan complimented you bag, leading the two of you to bond over how you both loved some shop down in queens, and once jordan started to warm up to you it was only a matter of time before the others did.

as soon as monet and luna were talking about how your hair 'wasn't as bad as they were expecting', he knew everything would be fine.

now that his friends were off the board, there was only one thing left. to go public.

he could tell you were actually nervous about this, and he was too. while he jokingly referred to his friends as the final boss of dating, he knew that teenagers on the upper east side were much worse.

but, yet again, maximus wolfe just has to interfere.

it was going to be a boring weekend until max told everyone he wanted to go to dumbo. aki was able to extend an invitation to you, and damn was he glad when he sees you in your outfit. it was new, something you'd picked out during a shopping trip with jordan. so he cant really be blamed when he's cuddled into your side while you're sipping into your drink, just enjoying the night with his friends.

until he hears you giggle and ask max what he's doing, opening his eyes to see his camera pointed at the two of you.

"max, no."

"what, im not doing anything!"

the next morning, aki realizes that when max wolfe says he won't do something, he's going to do it.

you send him the link to max's near bare tiktok account, the most recent video having nearly double the number of views as the last one about aki.

its only fifteen seconds long, the camera pointing straight at you as you talk to obie beside you as he tiredly rests into your shoulder. opening the comments he's expecting the worse, until he sees a wall of compliments about the pair of you. well, most about you.

he gets a message notification from th etop of his screen.

yn : well, at least that part's over.

god, he wouldn't change you for the world.

#gossip girl #gossip girl x reader #gossip girl reboot #gossip girl reboot x reader #ggrb #aki #aki menzies #aki menzies x reader

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pitchgrayanddarkness · 2 years ago

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I talked with my mom today. It didn't go well. I don't think she gets it.

1. I don't understand why I get treated any type of way, just because they're giving me money.

2. I get that you're trying and that you tried, but I also need you to understand that I'm trying and I tried too

3. I feel like I'm emotionally stunted. I feel like I'm constantly being torn between needing to rebel against society and needing someone to hold me while I cry.

4. Why was it on me to make sure I wasn't suffering? Why did I have to be the one to come to you after you broke my trust? How was I supposed to know I could trust you after you left me to them?

5. If you make me sit down in front of my abusers to talk, I can't promise I won't immediately try to fight them. This is a bad idea. Why are you still taking to them anyway?

6. I am in the process of healing, please stop telling me that I have to move past the past. I'm begging you to realize that I didn't get to grow up to 18 and be an adult because I was still a teenager in survival mode.

7. God can not judge me harsher than I've judged myself. I know I didn't deserve love back then and I don’t deserve it now. I'll accept what love people feel they want to give me, because at this point any love is a gift that I don't deserve.

8. I'm not playing emotional games of playing hard to get and all that jazz, but why is it so hard for you to just want me the way that I am. Why do you make me feel replaceable? I'm so tired of feeling replaceable.

9. Time and time again I have to rise above. Why can't I just have someone meet me on my level?

10. After all the shit that I went thru and all the shit that you've said, you want me to just trust you with my emotions? You betrayed me over $2. You called me fat and warned me against my body so many times? I can't look like I'm having a bad day around you? You told me I needed to pray my depression and psychosis away? You still talk to people who I consider abusers? And you have the audacity to ask why I don't trust you with my emotions? I trust you with my life (I'm starting to question my decisions here) and with my physical well being and that you'll be there for me physically. Take what you can get

11. Money REALLY isn't everything. My friends fill a void that you can't. Why can't you be happy that I'm filling a void and becoming a whole human again?

12. Thanks for telling me I'll get over my past and phrasing it in the worst way possible

#i talked with my mom #it didn't go well #she thinks it did #ed recovery #recovery #ptsd #gaslighters #invalidation #depresion #self destruction #self harm #the whole talk was an hour of self harm #child abuse #anger #love #i feel so stupid

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There are a few things happening here they're trying a massive assault again as they usually have and it's failing so don't blame my husband and he's right about it these days since we are blaming me for you guys suck you don't ask anybody what to do and you're stupid and they lose they get mad he says that and they get mad and a bunch of jerks too tell you all these stupid bicycles and they can't figure out which one's better and they keep on fighting about it.

There are a few things going on however in punta Gorda and we touched on it that the police around enforce there's a lot of them and it is a huge Force that's probably 80,000 cops now and put your order in Port Charlotte part of Inglewood it's really the whole place and there's only two million people here but people are pouring in so they break out the cops and try and stop them and they have to get paramilitary out it's a lot of work and it's a real job and it's dangerous and a lot of people get hurt and they're tending to injuries and they get called in anyways and it's a nightmare lots of pain and yelling and grouchiness and it says you can get the bain formula out, Mac broke it out this morning and suggestible since about time and he went in the hospital to say come out of there and you put troops in the hospital or police really to keep idiots out and you don't want them there working and the people went home and they're laid up and they're drinking the stuff he meets like 20 gallons it's a lot and it makes it was food and some of them are healed so this is fun when we do this before. There's some side effects but it washes out and hydrates so they're moving on that but really they need a lot more than that they need to have probably three times as many in my opinion that's one thing happening

-there's also another number of people who are permanent miscreants and John remillard is on the list and he's right next to my husband he's right next door and he's just this heinous heinous person he's ruining his stuff everyone else's stuff and he was pretty big had a lot of money and a lot of robots and ruined it this afternoon and into tonight and for the next couple days the force is going to dwindle to nothing and he doesn't know enough about military maneuvers to do anything. And they got rid of their advisors cuz they're so Swift. And we want him away from him and they're putting the order out now to be near him and bja is listed as one is this some leaders who are not and it's gross cuz they sit there and Miss themselves up but really it's it's not tolerable anymore

-there's a huge number of people who are cursing them out and hate them and that girl is one of them because they just seem to ruin her day every single few minutes and it is on here okay but there's a lot of people that don't like trumpsters and they're going after them both fish out and it is hard okay they're looking for them and they're running for them international take no for an answer

-there's some changes occurring today and it's because of these massive attacks and strikes and what they're saying they're doing and what they are caught my spies is doing and one of them is that they are trying to limit contact of warlock to our son and they're going through the numbers all the time and seeing this way too many here and they have to do diminished and we've got to apply a lot more Force out there and they're going after shifts and the more I can just sitting there but the clones are going after ships as a result and they don't like more like either but they just take their feet and sit out there. That's your time the ships are really defunct and those black ships have been out there for a year and they replace the skin like every month and it's massive amounts of work and the rest of the ship starts deteriorating anyways and it is parsley because the way they do it any one side and they do the other side and they they don't do it as the plates come off they don't put them right back on and they should and that's what my husband was thinking it's probably what they don't do it just exposes it and it gets rotten inside. Point is it that going after ships and it's the Max and massive amounts of them

-there's another there's a number of other things and I'm running orders on all this that are happening that is happening here and and there are many many people who are wondering who my husband is for real it's just an a****** thing to question and ask something to say and they get beat up and it's the morlock and they keep doing it I keep doing it and people keep beating them out and it won't stop until it shuts her face it's really horrendous but that's happening a lot and started this morning but they're dumb questions and the max are bringing people down tons of them right now and they can fly ships in and everything confused units and we have to also have that number at least in all around and we do

-their number of banks that are willing to step forward to try and help my husband out. And he says it better be one we don't like and it's funny cuz right now it will take a lot of attention and then he thought if they step forward and get beat up we'll take it over and there's a couple big ones and we mention them and they did sign already and it was the maximum board saying and they knew and know it would be brutal but they want to use it on us so here we go this step forward in there talking about it and there are three of them and they're three that signed so that's something to think about and they are clans that are not Mac and Mac is on there too and he's saying don't be too hasty and things like that and they just want to play right through it and he says he knows which way to go and they don't it's kind of funny so that's another thing

-I sort of detected it that's a good thing it has a couple other things going on too there are a bunch of fleas here and there's a lot of them and they came from the storms that are washing down all of the tannins and waste from up River and into the canals and into the harbor all over Florida and it's going to be much much worse no that's going to be huge storms coming from the upper Midwest for probably the next 24 hours as they evacuate they don't have protection now and they're getting raided constantly by a few different parties. And that's going to flush out the harbor and the canals and not soon enough and it will flush it out to sea and the red tide should go away too it usually blows it out to sea and guys can survive without the fresh water

-and one more thing no there's a couple more it's a giant giant day for us and the reason is that they the morlock are attacking in huge huge numbers because they're losing their jobs they're at 90% fired from government positions for real and it's higher than 90% because they love 10% on top of the diminished number and do it again on the diminished number last meeting 10% is more than that they're down to around 3 to 5% employment in the public arena or government jobs and it's very low and we're talking about military and talking about the capitals and we're talking about municipal jobs and legislation and judge positions police all the police and sheriffs and prison people they're in prison and they can't get out there's nobody there anymore they don't even have some places don't have lawyers because the public defenders who are more like are fired and it is going on and private jobs too the same percentage and it's a huge number so they're attacking and it is a different day today and it's changed and granted we're Young and excitable everybody else has waited for it but they're working very hard and and diligently but that was a long haul for us both and for a lot of people and they're at War granted but we're in the middle

-and there's more happening it is a happy day for me he is trying to be able to close his mind down doesn't have to answer everybody and it is the way it used to be and the guys are able to do some work and other people are doing work and it is more pleasant and a lot less horrific for me and he because he's one person let's listen to it all and I'm trying to move to work and I'm trying to help him and he's swamped and people are ridiculous you can't have 50 requests at the same time and all that's just nasty crap and that's what they're doing and most of them didn't do anything with it absolutely nothing except what you see happening now

-there are several flicks and films and movies that are beginning and their origins are with this massive catastrophic loss it is occurring to the morlock Star wars is one of them Stan and Biden lost so far about 77% are there empire fleets to the morlock and the warlock last half of that no they lost about 80% of what they took to the max and it is continuing Stan and Biden said they'll be out and probably a couple hours and they were doing some maneuvers they were helpful to the warlock but really we're forced into doing the job and they're being hunted now all of them and they are accusing are my husband a little bit and then it's like well he's stuck there and you're forcing him to stay there and these two idiots are there too and they're the ones doing the bad stuff too so we're going to have to protect him that's for sure and they know they're full of s*** and they're stuck with people like that too recently for quite a while almost a year somewhere with Max and they still say it and they're still doing it and they're going to die because they don't have to back it up and Shelly soon these pains in the asses won't have anything to back it up with and they'll be gone but it is stand and Biden losing everything and really they're the ones holding there and accusing him of siding with Max and so forth because they're trying to fight them and take their stuff and so they thought it would help and it's wrong and it didn't do it in some warlock figured it out and said these people are dumber than us and my husband said it's a natural phenomena that if you're smart and you're you're doing okay when you get in a day with too many groups you can't think straight and you make decisions that are actually not very good and it happened to my husband a little you have to just sit there and end up in the hospital and yeah they were trying to examine why he's a giant and why he's so intelligent and they're trying to steal the secrets and just renting him for stuff and ruined a chunk of his personal life it's you know

He wants to publish so he doesn't lose it

Hera

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royallygray · 6 months ago

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Okay firstly. The history bit.

Also I'm putting this under a cut too bc it's probably gonna get long

I really don't know when shit was happening, like year wise, but I think it's supposed to be happening in the early 1900s. I'm not big on history.

But what I do know, because throughout my life and journey as Newsies (that sentence is Not Sentencing I'm sorry):

The kids are actually much younger than the cast appears to be. Jack Kelly is seventeen. If we do it more historically accurately, then he'd be twelve or thirteen.

The kids that staged the revolution were really fucking young, is my point. The director for Newsies Jr (the one I was in years ago) told us that our ages were approximately how old the historical newsies actually were. And that like. was hugely impactful to me because I was just trying to make it through summer to get to seventh grade or smth and I could've been SLAVING ON THE STREETS WITH SEXISM TO TRY TO BE ALIVE like bro hell nah

Also I love how you are NERDING OUT on this silly little musical I recommended it makes me so happy because I did not get this info I just. anyways. I just really like it.

Okay Character time!!

I love Katherine. I need to sing Watch What Happens for you. I am leaving for a week with no tech tho starting tomorrow so if I don't do that now the next time I'll be available is next Saturday anyways

Shes. Yeah. A Girlboss.

Also she's Pulitzer's daughter!! And dude her writers block AEFJAJAHEKA it's so relatable 😭 first time I saw Newsies I wasnt a writer yet but by the time I was in Newsies Jr I was like girl I wanna be Katherine just so I can say "six months from!! NEVER FUCK WHY CANT I WRITE DUDE BRAIN PLS WORK OH MY GOD"

Also fuck Pulitzer.

she's so. Wkwjwkehwlajkahwnw. JKwhwkshqloaaskvrw. y'know??????? she's so cool. an icon. I aspire to be her.

Also the woman who played Katherine in the first time I saw Newsies is so fucking cool I love her dude she's such a cool actor. haven't seen her in years but like. hell yeah

CRUTCHIE!!!!!! I LOVE HIM. SO MUCH. btw his song is called Letter From the Refuge

oof

Anyways!!

Dude I love him sm

I really got nothing but yeah his disability is a part of him and they just accept that. also More money = good

Like yes Jack like low-key wants his crutch gone but for crutchies benefit also they are brothers <333

Dude it broke me too. I wonder if I can see what they replaced brother to in letter to the refuge in the jr version bc IT WASNT BROTHER IDK??

this popped up and I think you'd love it

OH EWWWWWWW DUDE I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS FOR GOOD REASON

DUDE IT WAS "GO GET EM"

THEY FUCKING REPLACED "YOUR BROTHER" WITH "GO GET EM" FOR THE JR VERSION EWWW

WHAT DO THEY HAVE AGAINST MY BOYS WTF

OKAY FOR THE LES BIT I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THE DATE THING CAME FROM OR WHY HE AND KATHERINE ARE ON A DATE (or maybe it's one of the Bowery?? idk but it always seemed like it was Katherine)

Anyways he's a ball of sass and honestly. like he is a business man. 60/40 is a pretty good deal. especially when you are Nine and dealing with mr Seventeen over here who is also Jack Kelly

DAVEYYYY MY BOYYYYY

I love him so much dude. Like. He's my nerd character. And I love how he's like "what the ruck you're criminals" to "I am the leader fuck off" and just becomes a Newsie within like a day just. aaaaa

Also the Newsies are 100% a family dude anyone who says different is Wrong and Incorrect

I love Davey. If I were ranting and not typing in my phone with my thumbs I think I could talk better but idk

Race :D yeah he's just an icon. background icon but he is the MAN in king of new York

Also Jack my beloved

Jack and Katherine <3

okay I might come back to rant about Jack and Jack&Katherine but I have shit to do

Also. Annie and Newsies both take place in New York so :) maybe that's similar style of music? idk

anyways yeah

THANK YOU SO MUCH GEODE I LOVE YOU ALSO THANKS FOR WATCHING IM SO HAPPY YIU LVOED IT I WAS THE ONLY OHE BOPPING MY HEAD IN THE THEATER LAST NIGHT SO I AM THANKFUL THAT YOU GOT TO STIM WHILE WATCHING OKAY BYEEEEEEE

ALRIGHTY i am no longer busy so heres my full thoughts on Newsies :DDD

tagging @royallygray and @mysteriouswolf if yall wanna read :D

ok this shit got LONG so the rest is under the cut

GOD where do I even start its beautiful its wonderful its emotional i love it so much

Ill try not to copy my intermission thoughts too much (if you havent seen those here they are)

Ok lets talk about the history of it. A quick google search says its based on a strike in 1899, and Roosevelt ran for presidency in 1901, so we'll just say the musical takes place in 1899 too (correct me if theres a different confirmed time).

During this time, work conditions are absolute shit, monopolies and trusts are on the rise, and the concept of a union has recently emerged. I really didnt need to say much of this bc its apparent in the musical, but i love historically accurate stuff so deal with it /lh

And in the musical we see the beginnings of Roosevelt's trust-busting and ideas of social equality that he acts on during his presidency (it also kinda ties into his environmentalism stuff a bit too!)

And after reading up a bit on the strike the musical was based on, a lot of the effects of the strike in the musical were historically accurate too! the newsboys could sell back papers they werent able to sell on the streets, but the price was unfortunately not yet lowered. (also, the names of the publishers in the show are historically accurate as well!!! makes my little history brain happy :DDD )

SO whats the point of all of my rambling here?

people make historical art all of the time. we see it in musicals like Annie, Hamilton, and so so many more. obviously this goes beyond musicals here, but since newsies is a musical ill try to stay with that topic.

anyway, we learn about history to learn from it. we see these past issues that our previous generations struggled with, in these art forms as to be easily digestible, and we discover their solutions. we get to see the humanity behind the issues and the conflicts they faced to overcome them. and ofc its not the only reason, but one reason these stories are told with art is to bring attention to them. people are way more likely to listen to music than study a historical textbook. so, they make it entertaining. they make relatable and lovable characters. they make people care about the show and subsequently the issue itself. all of this is to explain how and why things that happened in history are bad as to never repeat them again.

We see these topics of worker mistreatment, corrupt businesses, child labor, gender/sex inequality, and the class separation all brought to the spotlight in this show, and it does a damn good job of showing the pain and suffering they cause. the story of this show is incredible and so very important to learn about.

OK now onto the actual musical itself im done nerding out

ive done a lot of charater analysis already in that intermission post bUT WHO SAYS I CANT DO MORE HAHA

im saving jack for last bc theres so much to unpack there

KATHERINE MY LOVE <3333

Everything about her being a girlboss absolutely remains the same shes INCREDIBLE

and holy shit PULITZER'S HER DAD???? i love her even more. she directly ran away from an easy life to follow her own dreams and pursue her own passion from scratch. incredible. inspiring. mwah

i also just love her personality. shes so bubbly and happy and passionate and bright and optomistic shes the best <3

oh god crutchie. hes absolutely my favorite btw im sorry everyone else i adore him <33333

GOD his prison song actually killed me. im fully dead. deceased.

THE NEWSIES ARE SUCH A FAMILY GAHHH THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH RAHHHH

the sheer ecstasy i felt when he came back and hit Snyder with his cane i could not stop stimming MY BOYYYY

the absolute definition of sunshine character. he sees everything as glass half full and wants just the brightest future he deserves the absolute world

and ik i talked about it earlier but i adore how they take such a neutral opinion about his leg. people give him shit for it, and his brother beat them to a pulp. its just a part of him and they love his whole being, so why would they not love that about him too?

Les only got better as the show went on. i thought he was a smartass before LMAOO

AND THE DATE BIT??? WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM???? AND IT JUST NEVER GETS BROUGHT UP AGAIN LMAO WHAT

i think the biggest change i felt towards a character was Davey

he grew on me soooooo much his character growth is everything to me

he went from trying to stay out of their business to teaching them what a union was to helping them start it to running it himself when jack ran off to convincing jack to come back when times got tough he is sooo important to the story

and to me. hes important to me <3

OH AND RACE

i saw people mention the name before but i didnt know which he was until they addressed him directly I LOVE THAT GUYYY

especially in king of new york hes got such a big personality what a silly guy

OK now for the guy the silly the mc jack

At the beginning he is entirely driven by both his love for his family and ofc his dream of living in Santa Fe, but atm hes just trying to get by so hes more focused on the newsies. but a boy can dream

then he gets all caught up in the strike business and only focuses on that for a while bc he wants to protect his boys

then shit goes south. they get essentially jumped, and crutchie gets hurt and arrested.

and he thinks, what was it all for? if he couldnt protect his brother (never living that down btw), whats the point of even trying to strike anymore

so he changes his focus back to santa fe. the one thing hes still got going for him.

and he gets confronted by katherine, les, and davey, and they knock some sense into him. stopping the strike isnt going to take away any of the harm done. the danger is expected, theres no way any of this could go down without some form of a casualty. so why not try to do something about it. the only way to make this situation better is to get back in the game and keep pushing for change.

and ofc the thing with katherine which ill talk abt a bit more later

in all of this, something in him changes. he dreamed of santa fe, a simpler life, one where he didnt have to worry about having to afford food and clothing for the next day.

but what he never considered was the loneliness. sure, he offered to bring crutchie and katherine with him, but hed be leaving behind so many more. and thats when he realized he never needed to get out, he just needed things to change a bit. and they did! because of the strike, living became so much more affordable. no it wasnt perfect, but it was enough to be safe and secure, just like he wanted. and he had his family beside him the whole time.

ill admit that before i sat and thought about it for a while, this ending was really unsatisfactory to me. i mean we got how many santa fe reprises? all for naught?

but in reality, santa fe would never be enough for him. hes just so used to this life surrounded by the people he cares most about and doing everything in his power to protect him, hed just be so bored, so understimulated, and hed just continue to yearn for more. that path of wanting would never come to a conclusion and hed live his life never truly being happy. so i really do thing he made the right choice in staying, because new york became his santa fe. he didnt need to seek it out, it came to him.

Ok now with him and katherine

ill start by saying i do really adore them. i feel like a lot of what im about to say might seem like i think otherwise, but i truly do think theyre very sweet

ok so every interaction of theirs in act one was. very uncomfortable to say the least. he honestly seemed really predatory at times and it just really felt like an old-timey romance where the girl doesnt know her worth so she flocks to any guy that shows interest in hr bc she thinks its her only purpose

now obviously that is NOT the truth, those were just my first impressions. Katherine is extremely capable of taking care of herself and deciding what is and isnt right for her, she likes jack purely because she can and does. she knows her worth and just likes him bc she likes him, no strings attached

i will say the first kiss kinda caught me off guard lmao. like i knew they were gonna be a thing but that is NOT how i expected that to go down. its likely just bc of my aroace-ness but i saw no sign of them actually getting together prior to that, aside from them being the main man and leading lady in the show so ofc they have to be together. i mean ig her reaction to him drawing her was a bit of a hint but still. ok maybe its just bc im demi. hadnt thought abt that until now. damn. is this a normal thing? maybe it is. maybe im being too harsh. idk lmao

anyway ill admit the kiss was successful in getting his attention and getting him to listen to her so ill give it that lmaoo but tbh i did tune a bit of their song out bc it started to make me a bit uncomfy but i did liste back to it later on. they really seem to have a healthy relationship where they both care about the other and know the other is strong enough on their own, they just both want to be a part of the other's life. its really sweet! theyre so supportive of each other!!! green flags all around!!!

the bit with him learning shes pulitzers daughter was really interesting to me. at first she tries to talk to him but he kinda brushes her off, but from then on he just kinda has full faith in her? i mean yeah he gets upset about it bc he thinks she lied to him, but i dont think he thought she had any ill intentions. that was a complicated sentence lmaoo damn. i think he really understood that she wanted to help, he was just caught up in a lot of Feelings and was afraid that she wasnt trustworthy despite him still trusting her. and then he let her explain and from then on they fully support the other and trust each other immensely

so yeah first impressions were a bit iffy but i think theyre very sweet <333

OK GOD CAN I GUSH ABOUT THE STAGE DESIGN FOR A BIT???? GAHHH

i mean the moving stairs and scaffolding arent new. i know this. but just the way they frame scenes with the scaffolding is stunning. the chase scenes??? dude. enthralling. the bits where theyre in the city and they have people just up their acting like civilians? SO cool. makes it incredibly more realistic and believable. and the way they projected images onto the curtain-like things they pulled down was extremely creative!!! like in theory its such a simple design. it was literally nothing more than the scaffolding and stairs, and a few tables and wagons and such in certain areas. but they did SO much with it it was hard to believe it took place on a stage. ofc the filming helps with that but still. the start felt like it was on the roof of the building bc of a combination of the lighting and the use of just one of the scaffolding pieces. and when theyre in buildings, the wall of scaffolding works really well as a backdrop!!! and i already talked about the city street scenes, it fits perfectly. god its so inspiring id love to be behind something like that one day

OK AND THE CHOREO??? the sheer ENDURANCE of these people HOLY I COULD NEVER. THE FLEXIBILITY? THEYRE ALL LITERAL GYMNASTS WTF ARE THESE FLIPS AND HANDSTANDS IM SORRY???? holy shit its all SOSOSO impressive

oh my god i havent even talked about the MUSIC yet

if i had to choose a favorite song, a, i would punch whoever told me that in the face, and b, i would simply combust bc i cant choose just one

my top three tho would have to be between king of new york, carrying the banner, and crutchies prison song (idk the name its not on spotify :'((((( ) in no particular order

i havent had them on repeat enough to have any memorized, but i did remember santa fe, carrying the banner, and the world will know from the last time i watched it and i belted along to all the parts i knew this music is so good at hyping me up I WANNA START A UNION

and oh my god katherines voice???? stunning. her song is sooooo good. her part in king of new york is incredible. i love her <3

jesus christ this post got out of control. im still not done lmaooo

ok one thing that really has nothing to do with the musical itself is just the fact that it reminded me of so many other musicals ive seen at specific parts, even some of the songs sound like others i know.

Santa Fe really reminds me of Maybe from Annie, both music-wise and lyric wise. i mean theyre both "i want" songs so it makes sense but i feel like they sound kinda similar too. honestly a lot of the music sounds like Annie, but maybe its just the types of instruments used and thats just how musicals sounded when they were made. i think they were made about the same time. *checks spotify* ok well the newsies i listen to was produced like 40 years after Annie so maybe that just a stylistic choice-

idk why but the beginning of watch what happens sounds like the intro to reginas speaking part in meet the plastics lmao-

oh and brooklyn's here has the same beat as the military from Seussical but thats just bc its a marching song lmao. its also the same beat as the spanish alphabet song my spanish teacher used to use!

ok and this one really doesnt make sense but something to believe in reminds me of the power in me from Twisted lmao- kinda similar message ig? and sound vaguely similar? but idk it really doesnt make too much sense

i should. i should sum it up. this is getting out of hand.

okay i love this musical sm. clearly. do you see how long this post is. i was missing out when i refused to listen to it previously. oh my god.

and for some reason it really makes me wanna go watch my favorite musical so im ending this here TO YOUTUBE I GOOOOO TY FOR READING IF YOU DID AND TY TO ROYAL FOR UNINTENTIONALLY PUSHING ME TO WATCH THIS HAVE A GREAT DAYYYY

#newsies

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prismatica-the-strange · 3 years ago

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Only the Young | Part 2

Part 1 | Part 3

18+

Synopsis: Eddie tries to fix what he broke, making you start crushing

Pairing: Eddie Munson x shy/socially anxious!reader (I'll admit this is a little self indulgent)

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"Come onnnn," He groans, shuffling around the tapes on the shelf before going back up to the counter, "Are you sure that's where it's supposed to be?"

The clerk, who looks like she'd rather be anywhere else, doesn't even look at him as she runs a coat of polish over her nails, "If it's not there, then we don't have it."

"Can you check the back for me?" He asks, "I really need a copy."

She sighs and rolls her eyes, "Whatever."

She can hear his rings anxiously clicking against the counter as she quickly scans the shelves of the stock room.

His hopeful look falls when she comes back empty-handed, "W-what about-"

"We. Don't. Have. It. Munson." She growls, "And if you ask me to check the back again I'm gonna ban you."

He whines and bounces slightly, "Fine."

He stomps towards the records, angrily flipping through them. He grabs the new Twisted Sister album and a few blank tapes before he goes back to the counter, fishing out a few crumpled-up bills from his pocket.

He tosses his new music on the passenger seat of his van and strolls into RadioShack.

"Anything I can help you with?" Bob Newby smiles from behind the register.

"Uh, yeah, I'm looking for a new Walkman and a set of headphones?"

"Walkmans are over there," He points to an isle, "And headphones are on the back wall."

"Thanks, man."

He nearly chokes on his own tongue when he sees the price, $100?! He doesn't have that kind of cash, especially not on him. He'd have to hope for a busy week to get the money, but he really wanted to give Y/n a replacement on Monday. Now, not only was he down the tape but the player too.

"You okay over there?"

"Yeah..." He sighs, trudging to the headphones, might as well get them now. He's grabbing a decent-looking pair off the wall when he gets an idea.

He quickly pays for the them and hurries out to the van.

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Monday rolls around and he doesn't know why he's so anxious.

He nervously grips his black lunchbox before stepping into the cafeteria.

He spends a few minutes looking for you, but comes up short. He knows you're at school, you were basically hiding behind your textbook in your shared class, and disappeared before he could talk to you.

He checks the school steps and the bleachers, not finding you in either place.

Lastly he looks in the library, quickly peeking down the rows of books until he finds you.

You're on the floor, so wrapped up in your book you don't even notice him approach.

"Good book?"

You let out a small shriek, book slamming shut and he's quick to apologize.

"Shit! No! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! Don't scream!"

It's quiet for a moment as you stare up at him with scared eyes, waiting for the librarian to reprimand you. Nothing happens and he looks between you and the floor in front of you, silently asking permission to sit.

You nod slightly and he sits cross legged in front of you, fingers nervously tapping the metal box.

"Can I..." your eyes dart around as you hug the book to your chest, "Help you?"

"No... I-I mean, I was hoping I could help you!" He stammers when you look at him confused. He clears his throat as he fumbles with his lunchbox, "Here."

His hands are shaking and he doesn't look you in the eye, holding a Walkman in front of you.

"I know it's not new, these things are like crazy expensive, but I wanted to get you something that at least worked since yours was trashed because of me," he explains when you take it.

You're silent and turn the device over in your hand, looking it over when you see it. The faint remnants of "Eddie Munson" written in sharpie on the back, looking like he'd tried to rub the letters away.

"I-I can't-"

"No, it's okay, really!" He interjects, "I don't really use it anymore anyways."

He's lying of course, that Walkman is one of his favorite things, but its worth it to see you crack the slightest, appreciative smile.

"Oh! I also got these since... y'know."

"Th-thanks Eddie," You smile fondly at the player and headphones in your hands, your stomach doing somersaults, "But you really didn't have to."

"I wanted to."

End of the day, you go to your locker and pop open your newly acquired Walkman to put in some music, but there's already a tape in it.

Your eyebrows furrow as you take it out, Eddie did say he didn't use it much, so it's not too surprising he forgot he had a tape in there.

But when you look at it, it has your name written on it. The tracks say it's mostly Journey, but there's a handful of various other artists on it.

You feel your heart flutter.

He made you a mixtape?

You don't even bother hiding your blushing smile as you slip the tape back into the deck and hit play.

A few weeks go by, and you listen to your new tape over and over. Every time you try to convince yourself that it doesn't mean anything, that he just felt bad for what happened, you remember he took time to make it for you.

The biggest downside to your crush is that now whenever you look at him, or he says something to you, it make the butterflies that have taken permanent residence in your stomach, go crazy. As if it wasn't hard to talk to him before, it was pretty much impossible now.

Eddie notices your excessive timidness around him and starts to wonder if the mixtape was too much, that maybe he'd overstepped.

That is until he sees two of the more jocky seniors bugging you by your locker.

"See that? It says Munson," one laughs holding the Walkman away from you, "What? Are you and that freak going steady or something?"

"I bet he made a shitty mixtape too," the other snatches it away and pulls out the tape, "Shit! Look! I was right! Aww, your freak boyfriend make you a lot of these?"

He manages to yank both the player and the tape from them before they notice him, "Don't you assholes have anything better to do?"

"Look who came to the rescue," the first one scoff, "The town freak."

"Back off," he makes sure stand in front of you, making him the sole target.

"Or what?"

It doesn't matter to Eddie that normally, he would never be a hero like this, but something about these pricks screwing with you, it made him want to tear flesh.

He's just about to deck the older boy when a teacher comes around the corner. She yells at them, telling them to get home, or wherever they need to be before all four of them get detention.

Eddie waits until the other two leave before turning to you. You look like you're either about to bolt or die on the spot, your lip quivering.

"Y/n are you-" He stops when you sniffle and he does the first thing that comes to mind. He pulls you into a hug.

His heart both soars and breaks when you let him pull you close, your fists gripping his shirt as you start crying.

He has to keep himself from freezing, he hadn't 100% known if you'd be comfortable with his sudden closeness.

"Y-you're okay," He mutters, hands running across your back soothingly, "A-are you okay?"

He's only slightly panicking when you don't answer and he starts rambling, "Do you want a ride home? I could drive you- O-or I could just leave you alone? I know this happened because of me so I get if you want me to just walk off a cliff or something. Damn it, I shouldn't've stopped you. None of this wouldn't be happening if I'd just let you walk home- I'm so fucking sorry Y/n."

"C-can you shut up please?" You pull away just enough to look at his face and his mouth snaps shut, brown eyes trained on your tear-stained cheeks. He's sure you can feel the way his heart is absolutely pounding, "I..."

Your cheeks heat up, embarrassment flooding through you when you meet his soft, worried eyes, and you lose your words. Damn you definitely had it bad.

"I-..." You have to tear your eyes away just to get your mouth working again, "I would like a ride home, actually."

"Y-yeah?" You nod when he asks, "Okay. Yeah, okay. Let's go."

He immediately takes your bag and his hand finds the small of your back, leading you out to his van.

You feel your cheeks burn when he opens the door for you and offers his hand to help you in.

You can't bring yourself to say anything during the drive, but he can feel you glancing at him.

When you're nearly at your house you have to really psyche yourself up.

"So uh..." He grips the wheel as he comes to a stop, "I'll um... W-where did we land on the whole 'being seen with me' thing-?"

His voice catches in his throat and he goes rigid when you lean over and kiss his cheek. His face is bright pink when you pull away and grab your bag.

"Thanks... F-for the ride. I'll see you tomorrow."

He watches you in awe as you get out and walk into your house. He can't stop himself from swooning.

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For the next two weeks, he notices you smile at him more and even hide laughs at his stupid comments in class, egging him into doing more just to break you.

But what really gets him excited is when he goes to lunch and finds you reading at the Hellfire table. He's practically vibrating as he sits down next to you.

"Hey!" He cringes slightly at how loud his voice is and clears his throat, "Hey, Y/n, I didn't expect to see you... Sitting here that is."

"Do...do you... Mind?" You look at him like a deer in headlights, "I -I can move-"

"No! No, of course it's fine," He shakes his head, "You are more than welcome to sit with us. P-pretty thing like you? M-more than... welcome."

What the hell is he saying? He wants to slam his head against the table until he gets the foot out of his mouth.

"Hey, who's this?" Gareth asks, sitting across from you.

"I-I'm Y-y/n," You stammer, eyes glued to the table and Eddie can't help but think how cute you look all flustered.

"Oh you're Y/n?" He asks and both you and Eddie look up at him, "Eddie hasn't been able to shut up about you-"

"Your taste in literature!" Eddie jumps in, grabbing your book, "See? Now they're reading..."

He looks at the cover, holy shit, "The Hobbit. Which, as you know, is one of my favorite books!"

Oh god, he wants to kiss you. He wants to kiss you so bad. You're sitting at his table, reading his favorite book, looking like the cutest thing he's ever seen.

"Yes," Gareth looks at his friends in bewilderment, "We sit around and talk about what other people are reading, obviously!"

Eddie glares at him until he hears you- holy shit was that a giggle?

"Yeah," you say softly, fingers brushing his when you take the book back, "It's my favorite too."

He spends the rest of the block trying not to blatantly stare at you with heart eyes.

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"What do you mean you haven't seen Labyrinth?" Eddie's eyebrows shoot up at your confession.

"I-I don't know, just haven't had the chance I guess," you shrug from the passenger seat. As the two of you became friends he started driving you home most days.

"Well, I guess we're gonna have to change that, won't we sweetheart?" He laughs and your stomach flips, "You free Saturday night?"

"I-" you bite your bottom lip briefly as your cheeks flush with warmth, "Yes."

His grin widens and he excitedly hits the wheel, "Alright then! I'll pick you up, we can make a night out of it!"

He rambles on as he pulls onto your street, "We'll order pizza, and I'll buy us some candy. What's your favorite candy by the way? Never mind, I'll just get one of everything."

"It's a date then," You smile kissing his cheek and grabbing your bag, "I'll see you later, Eds."

He watches you get out and walk inside, swallowing hard.

"A date?"

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"Dude, it's just a figure of speech," Gareth chuckles, as Eddie fumbles over his word while they clean up after Hellfire.

"You weren't there," he whines, "The way they said it was really, I dunno... suggestive?"

"Suggestive?"

"Yeah, like... like," he sighs, head dropping, "I just don't want to disappoint them by being too casual about this."

"You've been crushing on them for what, two years now? What do you want out of tomorrow night?"

He stops for a moment and thinks, "I want them to be comfortable with me, and I... I want to... kiss them."

Gareth smiles, "Then go for it."

"I don't wanna scare them off."

"Eddie, if you trust me on anything, trust this? You won't."

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You can tell something is up when his fingers tap erratically on the steering wheel on the way to his place.

You don't say anything until you're sat on his couch and he's pacing in front of you, rambling about some candy he pulled out of a shopping bag.

"Eddie?" He doesn't hear you at first, "Eddie!"

He freezes on the spot and looks over at you.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm, uh," his cheeks tint pink, "Y-yeah. Let's start this movie."

He turns on the VCR and hits play, sitting about half a cushion away.

As the movie goes on he relaxes, arm comfortably on the back of the couch. He doesn't notice you scooch closer until your head is resting on his shoulder and his eyes go wide.

He tries not to freak out, and he prays you can't feel the way his heartbeat skyrockets.

It takes him a second, but he somewhat casually moves his arm from the back of the couch to around your shoulders.

You stay like that for a while, both of you relishing the closeness.

"Hey, uh, Y/n?" He mutters near the end of the film.

"Mm?" Your eyebrows furrow, but you don't look away from the screen.

"Hey," Two fingers furn your chin to look up at him and your eyes widen, suddenly pulling back when you feel his lips on yours. He immediately starts apologizing, "Shit- I'm sorry! I-I shouldn't have- Mm!"

He groans against your mouth when you're suddenly kissing him.

"I-I take it you like me too?" He asks as he pulls away, "Or am I reading too much into-"

"You're not," you assure him, hand cupping his cheek, making him smile.

"Good," he turns his head to press a kiss to your palm, "Cause I would hate for this to be a one time thing."

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Eddie Munson Taglist: @ofherscarlettwitchways @canis-da-fanboy @buckymydarlingangel

Only The Young Taglist: @emiijemii @eddieswifu @fancyghosttrashhero-blog

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #prisma writes #Only the Young

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hedonist-heathen · 3 years ago

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Here's hoping there is kindness still out there. I will be putting all information in this post and will not be answering any side questions about it. I'm asking for help and sharing as much as you need to know, or better yet as much as I'm willing to share. Some details are painful, personal, or frankly not your business. You either have a kind heart and can and will help or you won't. Do not message me with more questions on this.

This time last year my looser ex Jason Schweinsburg could not handle the breakup and left my son and I in Vegas without a dollar to my name, then back in San Antonio he took everything I had in this world...to include, my phone which I have charges on him for things he's done with my phone, my drivers license, my clothes, basic necessities, and since I work from home, all my income halted because my equipment and materials were taken as well. Oh, and get this he carried my bag of toys around with him every where he went to for weeks, until he ran off like a little bitch, leaving it behind, when his plug put a gun in his mouth. I'm talking several double dildos, strap on, clit toys. What does a man need with those type of toys? What a fucking loser. Moving on. I spend a year busting my ass starting from nothing and replaced everything from my toothbrush, to my furniture. Which was not easy because he would get online and catfish my businesses by setting up fake appointments and orders, doing foul shit to me online, using my accounts, stole my money, and did all basic loser things. This is all in police reports and can be proved. Anyway, difficult year, but did it on my own. Built my life and was doing well. I stopped dating men after him. It's never worked out well for me when dealing with men anyway. They set themselves up for failure then punish me. I moved out into a tiny home on a 100 acre ranch away from men, away from people and the things they do because jealousy is ugly. Hating me will not make you pretty, or me ugly. Using leverage you think you have on me will not make me date you or fuck you. Simplified in two sentences. They've not been kind with my sin only being pretty, and a genuine person and people hate that. I learned after moving out there I'd been mislead on many different levels about my tiny home and the entire situation. Almost everyday did I have to remind my landlord that I moved out to the counrty to get away from the exact things he began to do to me. He wanted me to move into the main house and become his girlfriend. I reminded him that I made it very very clear that I was not interested in that in any way. He did not slow down with the things he would say and do daily. One day, after spending a night away from the ranch, two hours after returning home my front door was kicked in and I was attacked by a grown man and a woman 3 times my size, while he watched from his porch. My nose is broke, my finger is broke and I have trauma to my chest from the male holding me down with his knee. They stole my money and a few other things. It got dark right after the incident and I was torchered all night. They would surround the tiny house and talk about ways to kill me. The next day when I tried to leave I was met with a locked 8 foot fence and gate. Since I had to climb this fence and walk 5 miles just to get to town, I was unable to take any of my belongings with me. I'm in need of everything you could possibly think of. I'm asking for help. If you have anything you could donate I'll take it. If you put the total it cost you to ship it to me I'll cash app it to you upon arrival. I do a lot of my shopping online, so if you find it in your heart to send me money, things can be worked out for that if need be. So you don't feel like you're giving me money. I'll earn it. This we can have a conversation about, but I will not discuss it until the money is on my cash app so dont even try. Again your gonna help or your not. I'm not going to let you waste my time to in the end do nothing to help.

My cash app is Misfitbitch77. After money is sent, you can then inbox me and will discuss how I earn what you gave.

Anything being shipped, I'll list my sizes and a few things off hand that I know and remember I need quickly. I'm 100 percent serious guys, I don't even have anything to change into. Can't brush my hair or teeth, and could sure use your help.

Dress and top size is 4-8/ medium mostly but can do some small and some large.

Pants and shorts are 6-9,/29 and I'm petite. Barely 5 foot.

Bra size 36D/36DD.

I only wear chucks, saddles, and heels. Size 7-8. High heels are welcomed.

I do not wear greens or browns. Earth tones do not match me well.

I need a Cricut machine and materials. If you know what I'm talking about then you know my needs.

I need a 3rd generation or up air pad for the design space for the Cricut.

All my expensive cleaning supplies and equipment must be replaced for my cleaning business. I need a steam mop, cordless light weight vacuum, cleaning brushes, shower scrubber, you think it, i need it.

I'm an extremely organized person so anything having to do with that im in need of.

All fishing gear, camping gear, and I did my nails at home so any of that.

Purses, bags, suitcases, belts, mirrors, lamps, all kitchen and dining, blankets, pillows, rugs.

Vape, fruity vape juice.

I will also take any gift cards to anywhere. It's a quick, simple way to help.

When you send me a pic of the package you are sending or gift card you are sending I will give you the address to send it to. I cannot put it on here because Jason Schweinsburg is a loser. And again my cash app is Misfitbitch77.

Please help show me kindness still exist and people still have compassion and empathy and will help a lady that has had everything taken by men who failed to take my choice from me.

#cashapp #help help help #cam doll #online #donations #louisiana girls

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m-jelly · 3 years ago

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Hiii Jelly :)) Mind if I make some request? I really love pining Levi, haha.

The reader and Levi were together when they were teenagers. They were also neighbors and classmates. But since they were young and immature, naturally, they broke up after being together for almost two years. The reader had to move away too because of some work setting of their parents. But the reader and Levi didn’t get to say goodbye because they were too prideful to speak to each other after they broke up. Levi, though, watched from his window as the reader looked sadly at their home and then to Levi’s window, and suddenly Levi had to hide himself behind his window. Fast forward 10 years later, there was a high school reunion in Levi and the reader’s school. And they met again. Levi pretended as if he wasn’t keeping tabs on the reader all those years and that he doesn’t love the reader all those years they were apart. They talked, caught up with each others’ lives.

Anyway it’s up to you how the ending will be, dear Jelly. It’s either the reader got married and Levi didn’t know, or there was still some part in the reader that wants to be together with him again, or a very open ending hehe thank youuuu :))) i got carried away XD.

Hi, anon! No problem! Sorry, it took some time to get to your request. Happy to do this one <3 Oh, you know me. I always go for happy endings <3

Time only made me love you more.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, time skip, first love, slight stalker Levi, romance, fluff, young love to mature love, happy ending, Kuchel is alive.

Concept: You and Levi were very deeply in love as teens, to the point where you both thought you were each other's forevers. However, due to your parents getting a better job means more money for the family, you and Levi have to break up because the distance is too far and you're both young. Ten years later and your high school is getting together to celebrate. During your ten years apart, Levi had kept tabs on you. You both talk and he pretends that he's okay, but after a few drinks and being alone together you both confess that you want to reignite your love.

You lay on Levi's chest with tears in your eyes. Levi held you tightly as he fought tears back as well. You sniffed and whined a little. "I don't want us to be over."

Levi massaged his fingers in your hair. "I don't either."

You pressed your face against his chest. "I hate this."

He kissed the top of your head. "Me too, but we have no choice."

You sat up and sniffed as you rubbed your tears away. "I should go."

Levi sat up and hugged you from behind. "Yeah."

"Levi, you have to let me go."

He clung to you and gripped your shirt as he pressed his face against your back. "I know."

You pried his hands off you. "I'm sorry."

Levi fell forwards a little and watched you hurry out his door. He welled up, then put his head in his hands. He cried quietly and didn't go to school for a few days, making Kuchel worry. When the day came of you leaving, he leaned against his window and gazed at you as you packed the last of your things into the car. He blushed when you looked up at him. He dropped down out of your view as he felt embarrassed.

You both never said goodbye to each other because you couldn't. He sat there and let you leave. He carried on with life, but his heart was empty. He tried to date when he got older, but he couldn't give himself fully to others. He gained sexual and physical experience, but nothing gave him true love like you. He just couldn't replace you.

Levi kept tabs on you online. He didn't make any accounts, but he did check on you. He saw you appeared to be happy and you had boyfriends, but they didn't last longer than a couple of months. He could see over the years your smile wasn't as lovely as it used to be. You went dark for a while, then you popped back up with a florist shop and a bright smile like your world made sense. You had come back to the town you grew up in with Levi and were happy with your shop.

Levi's mother gave him an invite that came to her for a ten-year high school reunion. He was tempted to go, but wouldn't unless you were going. He saw you post online you were and the shop would be closed for the weekend for you to go to the reunion. Levi packed his bags, then travelled all the way from the city to his hometown. Levi was very successful and ran a massive tea company. He had turned himself into what he thought was a better man.

Kuchel fixed Levi's suit, then kissed his cheek. "Go get her son."

Levi smiled and kissed his mother's cheek. "I will. I won't let her go this time."

"Be honest with her."

"I'll try." He sighed, then drove to the reunion in his nice classic car, which caused a little fuss. He ignored everyone and went inside the building. He looked around for you, but couldn't see you. He waited and waited until you showed up alone and looking so delicate and beautiful like the flowers you sold. He pushed past everyone and approached you with his heart fluttering. He spoke your name softly. "You're here."

You turned and blushed as you locked eyes with Levi. "I am." You smiled a little. "I was going to go home if you weren't here."

"You came for me?"

You nodded and laughed a little. "Silly, right?"

He shook his head. "No, not at all."

You hummed, then laughed a little. "You have grown up a lot." He nervously hummed. "You look great."

He blushed. "You too. You look good."

You nibbled your lip. "So, I don't care much about anyone else, so do you want to go somewhere and catch up?"

He nodded and walked with you out of the reunion and to his car. "Want to go to our usual spot?"

You gasped. "Please."

He helped you into the car, then drove through the town to a nice spot on top of a hill. He put a blanket on his car, then helped you onto the front. "Perfect spot."

You sat back a bit and hummed. "So many memories here."

He took his blazer off and put it around you. "You're right."

You leaned against Levi. "Tell me about you! What have you been up to?"

He rubbed the back of his neck. "I ah...I worked hard and got into the tea business like I said I would. I now run a big tea company and ensure it's all fairtrade and environmentally friendly."

"Wow, you're incredible. I knew you'd do something fantastic."

He blushed a little. "What about you?"

You hummed. "Well, I carried on my studies and kept going and went to university and everything." You pulled a little face. "It was nice and fun, but then everything went wrong for me. I had bad luck, bad boyfriend, bad job and I was unhappy. So, I went abroad for a year to just..." You shrugged. "Find a purpose in life."

Levi knew that must have been when you went dark for a year. "I'm sorry that happened."

You smiled a little. "I went to a dark place mentally. I came home and stayed with my parents. They were very supportive and helped me figure out what I wanted. I came here and opened up a flower shop." You smiled more. "I love that place and I love making bunches of flowers for people. I'm happier now."

"I'm glad."

You hummed and hugged your legs. "I guess we both did well. I take that back, you did amazing and I did okay."

Levi ruffled your hair. "You did wonderful."

You smiled a little, then started crying. "Shit, sorry."

He shuffled closer and rubbed your back. "It's okay."

You sniffed. "I just...nothing went right for me after I left you." You put your head in your hands. "I know you probably moved on and got a better life, but I just couldn't. I tried so hard, but I just could not let you go." You groaned and shook your head. "I feel so stupid."

"You're not. You're not stupid."

You lifted your head and groaned, then rubbed your tears and laughed off your sadness. "Sorry. I'm ruining this nice evening. I shouldn't have come." You frowned a little. "I do this often, I make things crap." You smiled at Levi. "Send my best to your girlfriend."

"I don't have one."

"Oh, wife."

Levi grabbed your wrist and pulled you close. "I'm single and I miss you. I should have said something sooner, but I've been...I've been dying to meet you again because I love you. I never stopped loving you."

You climbed off his car. "No, no this can't be real. My dream can't be coming true."

Levi jumped off the car and pulled you against him. "I love you. I've always loved you."

You gazed at him. "I love you too. I've never stopped loving you."

He cupped the side of your face and held your hip. "I want you to be mine again." He kissed you and hummed in happiness. "Please say we can be together again."

You smiled and nodded. "I want that. I love you so much. It's always been you for me."

He smiled and kissed you over and over making you giggle. He lifted you up in the air and spun around with you. "Mine again."

You blushed. "Yours."

He closed his eyes and nuzzled against you. He didn't think he should ever tell you he stalked you online for a few years, he was just going to keep that to himself. He was just happy you were his again. He was going to keep a tight hold of you.

You hummed. "I guess we should exchange numbers, right?"

He got his phone out. "Yes. You know, my mum will be so happy about this."

You giggled and tapped in your number into Levi's phone. "I missed her too. I love your mum."

"She's a gem."

You nodded and let Levi put his number in your phone. "So umm...are you staying long in town?"

He locked eyes with you. "I wasn't, but now I have a reason to stay."

You blushed and smiled. "You're mum, right?"

He yanked you close and nipped your neck. "Tch, damn shitty brat."

You giggled. "She's a lovely mother."

Levi sighed. "I'm staying for you."

"I know." You hummed and snuggled up to Levi in his arms. "So, are you staying with your mum or at a hotel?"

"Hotel."

You blushed. "You know, it's a little cold out here. Maybe we should go back to your hotel room?"

Levi gazed at you and saw the look in your eyes. He smiled a little. "Only if you want to go."

You nodded. "I want to go." You tangled your fingers in his hair and pushed your tongue into his mouth. You moaned in delight as Levi ran his hands over your body, then yanked you against him. You pulled back and panted as your heart raced at being touched by Levi again with love in his heart. "Can we go now?"

Levi nodded and helped you into his car, then drove to the hotel in town. "I'm in the penthouse, that okay?"

You gasped. "Penthouse? That's amazing. I didn't know you were so successful."

He smiled and knew he was going to spoil you rotten. "Let's head up." He pulled you against him in the lift. "My sweet brat. Mine again."

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zodiyack · 4 years ago

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Rude! (3,000+ Follower Fic Special 1/3)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Female!Hopper!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Billy stuff, lyrics, fluff

Song: Rude by Magic!

Words: 1,798

Summary: Billy's love for Hopper's daughter is too strong to be stopped by the tough Chief Jim Hopper. Despite being told "not in a thousand years", he plans to love her regardless.

Note: Thank you so so much! I love you all, and writing your ideas, as well as sharing mine with you, has been so fucking fun and amazing! I'm sorry for my lack of words, I wish being an author came in handy with writing this, however, all I can say is that I love you all from the bottom of my heart. I've seen people do shout-outs, and ask-related stuff with their follower things, and I may do that, I'm not sure. For now, I hope you enjoy this... Thank you all, again!

Also 1/3 means that there will be two other fics released for the 3,000+ follower present!

Taglist: @urie-bowie-mercury, @matth1w, @redspaceace-writes, @fandom-puff, @darling-i-read-it, @simonsbluee, @sebastianstanslefteyebrow, @dpaccione

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"Saturday morning, jumped out of bed and put on my best suit. Got in my car and raced like a jet all the way to you. Knocked on your door with my heart in my hands, to ask you a question, 'cause I know that you're an old-fashioned man. Yeah."

Billy was freshly graduated, working as a lifeguard whilst his girlfriend worked her own job, both saving up for their chance to ditch Hawkins and move to California. Sweet Cali. Billy was excited to show the love of his life around the place he called home. Though, physically, he left the salty ocean and windy beach behind, the place never truly left him.

You could see it in his eyes. The waves crashing in his blue orbs. He swore the scent had just barely clung to his belongings; the smell of the tangy air that followed a majority of the state. Working at a pool was the closest he got to the memory of California. Chlorine was most certainly not the salted ocean waters, but with the circumstances, he decided it'd do.

The way his face lit up whenever he talked about his home...it made Y/n more and more excited to see it. His girlfriend had grown up in Hawkins, stayed there her whole life. Never once did the Hoppers leave Hawkins.

But the second that was introduced to Billy, he knew it had to change.

Although they were saving for a big move, Billy had...other things in mind with what to do with his first large pay-check (or series, rather. Working as a lifeguard didn't pay well with just one check). He began to work more shifts to make up for the money he'd spent, and one day after calling in for a day off, he decided to put his plan into action.

"Billy, stop messing with the tie."

"It's annoying." Hands slapped away his attempts of adjusting the black silk tie.

"Well it won't stop being annoying if you keep fucking it up."

For the first time in a long time, Neil Hargrove was calm. Not happy, not amused, not pissed off for some unjust reason- just calm. He wasn't wreaking havoc and he wasn't being an asshole to his son. Billy hadn't seen this side of his dad in quite some time, in fact, he thought something important was going on and he was about to fuck it all up. And then, Susan retreated to the living room with a camera and a freshly ironed suit.

"You're not putting me in that."

"And who asked for your opinion?" Neil deflected with a raised brow. One heavy sigh later and Billy was leaving the bathroom, dawning the whole black and white getup.

Susan clasped her hands over her mouth, a tear leaving her eye, "You look so handsome! Just like your dad!"

Billy rolled his eyes, "Great."

However, his careless attitude was swept under the rug when the blue Camaro pulled up to the police station, interrupting a clearly distressed Chief Hopper bickering with his daughter. Billy had to get himself together before stepping out of the car, jaw slack after seeing the beauty he got to call his date.

"Hello Mr-"

"Don't even try play nice with me, Hargrove. She's not going anywhere with you. End of story." Hopper kept his eyes trained on the blond, body tense like a snake preparing to strike it's prey.

Y/n grabbed Billy's arm, slowly directing him to the car, "And in the sequel, we find out I am going with Billy. End of that story."

"There is no 'sequel.' The writer got drunk and lazy." She paused, turning to face her father who stood tall, arms crossed and face unamused.

"So his daughter picked up where her father left off, and then the sequel was published and the two lived happily ever after, the end."

While her dad attempted to search for a line that would better hers and force her to stay, she pushed Billy toward the driver's side and slid into the car as fast as she could, rolling down the window as Billy started it up. "Bye! I'll be back before midnight!"

The two drove off toward the school, leaving behind a trail of dust and very, very, pissed off Hopper.

Prom was better than Billy thought it would be. He didn't want to go at first, but after Max found out and spoke to her mom about it (the little redhead a cupid-in-the-making), Neil pushed him to go (as he was "doing something else besides being a lazy-no-good rebel"). It was then that he called Y/n and asked if she'd be going.

The suit came in handy. Clashing with his rocker aesthetic, he put it back on once more. The once-annoying tie proved to be somewhat okay in the end.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend, but the answer is no!"

Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too? Why you gotta be so rude? I'm gonna marry her anyway. Marry that girl, marry her anyway! Marry that girl, yeah, no matter what you say! Marry that girl, and we'll be a family! Why you gotta be so rude?

With a deep breath, he ran-over the conversation in his head once more. Like a script for an actor, he had thought of every possible outcome and every possible line for him to face it with. He almost chickened out as his fist rose to the door, but it was too late, for his knuckles rapped against it before he realized he was even knocking.

El opened the door, eyes wide when she saw the familiar mullet and button-down. "Papa..." She muttered as she backed away and out of view.

Hopper traded places with her, his lazy expression sobering up instantaneously, replaced with a grumpy scowl. "Hargrove."

"Mr. Hopper, sir."

"What are you doing on my front porch?"

He swallowed roughly, palms sweaty against his sides. "I was wondering if I could talk to you."

"You seem to be doing just that right now, Hargrove." Hop crossed his arms and clenched his jaw.

Well, this was certainly not something Billy had thought of. He was on panic mode internally, attempting to find any response that could save his hide and accomplish what he set out to do. Unfortunately, the word-vomit button seemed to be misplaced under the button labeled "help".

"I'd like to marry your daughter, sir."

Hop's eyes grew just as big in size as El's had when she opened the door. He choked on his own surprise, coughing it off, then glaring at the boy in front of him. "Over my dead body, Hargrove. If that's all, I'd strongly advise you to get off of my fucking porch while you're still alive."

I hate to do this, you leave no choice; can't live without her. Love me or hate me, we will be boys- standing at that alter. And we will fly away, to another galaxy, you know. You know she's in love with me, she will go anywhere I go-

"Billy, he's just stubborn."

"No, no, I don't think he likes me."

Y/n sighed, rubbing her boyfriend's back. He hadn't told her of his proposal plans, only that Hop seemed to have it out for him. "It'll take time, but he'll warm up to you!"

"It's been how many years since he's met me?"

"To be fair, your reputation wasn't doing you any good until now..."

"It's not like that was fucking obvious." He slouched further down in the front seat of his Camaro. To Billy, all hope was lost. If he couldn't get Hopper to give him his blessing, he was sure he'd lose his goddamned mind.

Y/n frowned. Her frown flipped around as an idea popped into her head, her lips finding Billy's knuckles and quirking his attention. "Even if he never likes you, I'm not going anywhere."

Billy laughed softly, "he'll fucking kill me if you go against him."

"Eh, that's only if he can catch us."

"You're out of your fucking mind, Y/n Hopper."

"I know."

The rest of the night was spent in the Camaro, of course, doing one of Billy's favorite pastimes. By the time the sun rose, Billy was sneaking a kiss to a giggling Y/n before dropping from her window in the cabin and running to his car, parked far enough that Hop or El wouldn't notice. He blew her one more kiss, which she pretended to catch, then he broke into a sprint.

Maybe, he thought, just maybe; there was still a chance.

His knuckles hit the door again, shifting on his feet nervously. It swung open to reveal Hopper, an unimpressed look bringing no surprise Billy's way. It was quite expected, honestly.

"What." His tone made it clear he wasn't up for fucking around.

"Mr. Hopper, if you just give me one chance to prove to you that-"

"No, no, no, no, no. Let me make it very clear to you that I want you to have nothing to do with my daughter whatsoever. No marriage, no friendship, I don't even approve of you guys fucking or whatever-"

"We're in a serious relationship, sir. It's nothing like you think it is."

This made Hop laugh. He continued to do so, holding his stomach, until he realized Billy was unamused. "Oh, you're serious?... My answer is still no, Hargrove. My answer will always be no. Go find someone else's daughter's heart to break. You're not hurting mine."

"It's not like-"

Before he could even get the words out, he was met with a door in his face. Turned down, again.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend, 'cause the answer's still no!"

Again, again, and again, Billy incessantly pleaded with Hopper. Different tactics were all met with the same answer; rejection.

He held up a sign outside the cabin, only for Hopper to close the curtain and chuckle as he sipped his coffee.

He asked at the door again, only for Hop to threaten to give him a black eye (which was met with "aren't you the sheriff? Isn't that illegal?").

He raced past the police station, Max leaning out the window with another sign, only for Hop to threaten them with holding cells.

He even went as far as to ask Max and El to help, but Hopper had none of that, and sent Max home with a rant full of nos.

However, if Jim Hopper thought any of it would get it into Billy's head that getting his blessing was just not happening- he was as wrong as Nancy when she claimed not to have feelings for Jonathan.

Billy had another plan in mind, and this one was impossible to say no to.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend- but no still means no!"

"Hopper." Billy stood before his desk, interrupting his nice date with a delicious doughnut, and earning a very annoyed glare. "I got Miss Byer's blessing. Aren't you two a thing?"

"You son of a-"

"I got Eleven's too."

"Hargrove, I'm gonna-"

"Before you cuss me out, I think you should know that I've got a stable job, an interview with a mechanic so I have a job when the pool closes for the winter, and I've got a house on the market I'm looking at. I'm devoted to your daughter and she's devoted to me. You may not like me, but I think you're a great dad, better than the one I was unfortunately stuck with. You raised a strong and amazing woman. She's incredible and I admit, she deserves better than me-"

"You don't have to say that twice." Hopper huffed, crossing his arms.

"I know she deserves so much better than me, I'm surprised she's even with me too. But she loves me, and I think you can see that. I love her too. I would never, in a million years, break her heart."

Jim stayed silent for a few minutes. The silence brought uneasiness to Billy, but that was intentional on Hopper's behalf. He finally piped up with a cough, clearing his throat, before his piercing eyes met Billy's blue orbs.

"I'll hold you to that, Hargrove."

Bonus:

(after the wedding)

"What was that about a no?" Billy quipped with his infamous smirk.

"You're lucky I'm sheriff, Hargrove."

Why you gotta be so rude?

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hyunsuks-beanie · 3 years ago

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New Dress

Pairing: Sugar daddy! Huening Kai x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff; suggestive at the end

Content Warnings: Sugar daddy au; reader wears a dress; mentions of the words "Doll" and "Princess"

Word Count: 1.1k

Mellow speaks: I honesty think sugar daddy Huening Kai is going to be a real angel, someone who'd actually love his baby instead of just wanting physical pleasures. And that's how I pictured him while writing this, so I hope it's good!!

Tagging: @freckledwinterfalls @blue-last-page-514 (thank you for the request love xoxo)

"How does this look, daddy?," you ask, twirling around and doing a little pose as you look expectantly at Huening Kai. He can only chuckle in response, sauntering over to you. Leaning dangerously close to your ear, all he says is "Looks like it was made for you, doll," his voice dropping to a whisper before he nips at your earlobe.

You should've gotten used to his boldness by now, but even after months of dating him, you still can't help but feel your cheeks grow flustered whenever he comes closer. Struggling to come up with a response, all you can do as he pulls away is notice how ethereal he looks, his long coat doing absolutely nothing to keep your sanity intact.

"Whatcha looking at, princess?," he quips, snapping you out of your thoughts as he smirks at you. "N-nothing, daddy," you mumble, going back into the dressing room to change out of the dress you are wearing. Locking the door, you sigh to yourself, biting down on your bottom lip in an attempt to suppress a smile.

You hadn't planned on falling in love. Not with him anyway. All his splurging and flirting were only meant to be a temporary fix to your 'broke college student' life until you graduated, never to see him again. At first, you did feel guilty about having him spend his money on buying gifts for you, but that guilt was replaced by excitement pretty soon. Excitement upon receiving a new dress every week or the latest phone model whenever it dropped.

It became fun, and you found yourself giving him doe eyes the second your eyes landed on a cute little piece in a showroom as you strolled through the mall. You could see he was adamant on wooing you, and truth be told, you did enjoy the attention. But all of that changed the day he offered to do more than just buy you random gifts.

You had decided to not rely on your parents for your fees, wanting to help them out and be self-reliant at the same time. But with exams right around the corner, it was hard to find time to work part-time, leaving you a little too short on cash. It was then that he had come through to you in the truest sense possible, whipping out a cheque and paying your fees in a breeze.

And then he had given you that bright smile of his, placing a hand to your cheek as he had told you to not "worry that pretty head of yours with trivial things." That was the first time you had felt your heart skip a beat as you had thrown your arms around his torso, hugging him super tight. Something beautiful was, and you could sense it in every breath you took, inhaling the fragrance of his cologne.

That's the same cologne he's wearing today as well, the smell greeting you as you walk out of the changing room, his hand outstretched as he silently asks for you to hand the dress over to him. You do as asked, following him like a puppy as he makes his way towards the counter. Smiling once more, you reach your hand out, tugging on the sleeve of his coat and making him stop in his tracks.

He looks back at you, quirking his eyebrow as a soft smile playing at his lips. You don't say anything, biting your lip as you get on your tiptoes, placing a chaste kiss to his cheek. "Thank you," is all you say, returning his smile as he takes your hand in his. Soon enough, you're walking out of the store, still hand in hand with Kai.

"Let's get something to eat!," you suggest, a hint of excitement in your voice as your mind comes up with mischief, "I wanna feed you!" Kai can't help but roll his eyes playfully at that, looking down towards you with a "You don't have to do that, doll" on the tip of his tongue. But you cut him off before he can so much as utter them out, a "Please" slipping past your lips as you look at him with doe eyes.

Those damn doe eyes, holding pure innocence in them. Kai can never bring himself to say no to that look of yours, and the moment you decide to play that card on him, he knows he's a goner. Maybe that's the reason why fifteen minutes later, you find yourself holding a fork wrapped with spaghetti out to him, your expression expectant as you wait for him to part his lips.

And he does, that adorable smile back on his face as he slurps on the spaghetti, smacking his lips. "Good, right?," you quip, smiling brightly at him. He can only nod in response, chuckling softly as he leans across the table, catching your lips in a kiss that starts out as sweet enough.

But it doesn't stay that way for long, the taste of the pasta on your tongue, mixed with the sugary aftertaste of the candy you had been eating a few hours ago leaving him wanting more. He lets you know as much, deepening the kiss ever-so-slightly as he nips at your bottom lip. The mere gesture is enough to have you panting as he pulls away, your mind struggling to grasp what's about to come.

That's why, half an hour later finds your form being slammed against the door of your apartment, Kai's lips on yours as your hands find their way into his locks, tugging on them as he kisses you, hard. You're a moaning mess within minutes, your whines allowing him the opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth, exploring every single inch.

His hands roam the expanse of your body, running down your arms and your waist, all the way to your butt as he squeezes it gently, rolling his hips in an attempt to move even closer to you. You can't help but respond with equal force, kissing him back just as intensely as you get drunk on his lips.

It's only when oxygen becomes an issue that you finally pull away, but even then, it's only for a second or two. Looking up at him, you can see in his eyes what's in store for you, another moan escaping you almost involuntarily. You want it, and you don't want to wait any longer, pulling him in again as you try to convey the same to him.

And all he does in reply is chuckle into your mouth, pulling away a little only to say, "Let me rip your new dress off your body."

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